[Urban] Phoenix in Flames (Complete) - 12

In Chapter 3, Part 2 of "

Surrounded by Enemies," as Ding Fei leaped, Ren Yuantian's claws, following a peculiar path, were less than half a foot from Jie Hanyan's abdomen. Suddenly, his claws accelerated, thrusting straight at her. Even the strongest expert couldn't withstand the deadly poison, enough to kill an elephant, once the claws pierced the skin. Just as he was secretly pleased, a dark cloud flashed before his eyes. Terrified, he saw Jie Hanyan's left foot, clad in a black mid-heeled shoe, already close to his forehead. If Ren Yuantian hadn't witnessed her skill in forcing back the two hall masters, Tai and Liu, he might have been willing to risk it. Now, he knew that while his claws might cut her skin, his head would be 100% destroyed. In desperation, he had no choice. He raised his elbows, blocking her left foot. Their forces clashed—one was building up power, the other reacting hastily—the difference in strength was immediately apparent, and Ren Yuantian was blasted off the main control panel.
Although she had easily forced back three men, Jie Hanyan was far from relaxed, especially by her final kick. She had deliberately lured the enemy deeper, yet Ren Yuantian had neutralized her final killing move without appearing injured, demonstrating his formidable martial arts skills. Moreover, with other experts behind her and her inability to dodge due to the red button, the battle seemed hopeless.
The powerful enemies and the extremely difficult combat environment ignited Jie Hanyan's fighting spirit. With a soft whistle, like a phoenix soaring through the sky, she met Ding Fei's descending attack with a single palm strike, while her left leg unleashed a series of ever-changing leg shadows to meet Luo Li and An Yuren's frontal assault.
The sounds of clashing internal energy echoed rapidly in the spacious hall. The four combatants moved with dazzling speed, making it impossible for anyone in the hall to clearly see the battle unfold.
After exchanging a palm strike with Xie Hanyan, Ding Fei flipped backward several feet, landing steadily but with a slightly pale face. In mid-air, he had used three of his most proficient martial arts techniques – the "Flying Cloud Palm," the "Mountain-Pushing Palm," and the "Thousand Transformations Tathagata Palm" – while using his agile movements to search for her weaknesses. However, with each change of attack, Xie Hanyan managed to block his powerful strikes. In the ensuing struggle, Ding Fei was slightly outmatched and suffered a minor setback.
After forcing Ding Fei back with a single palm strike, Luo Li and An Yuren had already closed in. An Yuren, unable to decipher her leg techniques, dared not advance rashly, while Luo Li remained fearless, his palms clashing as he plunged into a flurry of kicks. In an instant, the two exchanged over ten blows. Luo Li's martial arts were astonishingly high; Xie Hanyan was unable to force him back.
Although Luo Li couldn't cross the line, An Yuren on her right had already quietly closed in, her slender index finger poking at her shoulder. Ren Yuantian, who had regained his breath, also pressed forward like a venomous snake, his target being her left hand pressing the red button. The Black Dragon Society's experts all targeted her fatal weakness, forcing her into a corner. Xie Hanyan
slammed her right palm on a computer keyboard on the control panel, and 108 plastic buttons shot towards Ren Yuantian like a dense barrage of bullets, forcing him to parry. Although she broke Ren Yuantian's attack, she couldn't avoid An Yuren's finger strike. A chilling true energy invaded her body along her meridians. "Hmph!" Xie Hanyan shouted softly, channeling her "Mysterious Heaven True Energy" to its limit, forcefully pushing An Yuren back.
Xie Hanyan had retreated from two enemies, inevitably distracted, and further weakened by An Yuren's finger strike, her true energy faltered, slowing her leg movements. Luo Li wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by. He immediately changed his palm into a claw, locking her knees at the "Quchi" acupoint. His true power surged, pinning her legs to the control panel.
Before Xie Hanyan could catch her breath, Ding Fei rushed in front of her, his palms, imbued with all his strength, aimed at her chest. Xie Hanyan tried to raise her hand to block, but her right arm, which had been poked by An Yuren, was weak and powerless. If she released the red button now, she could block Ding Fei's attack. "I won't let go until you come out," Xie Hanyan vowed, upholding her promise to Ji Xiaoyun. She didn't release her grip, instead concentrating all her strength in her chest to withstand Ding Fei's full-force palm strike.
Ding Fei, the vice president of the Black Dragon Society, slammed his palms into Xie Hanyan's chest. As a martial arts expert on a completely different level from Tex, Ding Fei's immense power collided with a muffled thud. Ding Fei staggered back, while a large section of Xie Hanyan's tight-fitting sweater, along with her underwear and bra, instantly disintegrated into pieces of fabric that fluttered in the air like butterflies, exposing her snow-white breasts to everyone. Almost
simultaneously, Luo Li, who was holding Xie Hanyan's "Quchi" acupoint, let out a strange cry and retreated rapidly. Despite aggravating her internal injuries, Xie Hanyan used the internal energy that Ding Fei had infiltrated to force Luo Li away. Having taken the blow,
Xie Hanyan felt a tightness in her chest and her face turned deathly pale. She forced back the blood that had risen to her throat; her internal meridians were severely damaged, and her "Mysterious Heaven True Qi" could not even condense. At this moment, even a single punch from Tyx could easily knock her to the ground.
Jie Hanyan sighed inwardly, knowing she was powerless to withstand the enemy's next attack. Fearless of death, she only hoped that Ji Xiaoyun could obtain the Yellow Emperor's Sword and break through the encirclement.
After a moment, the enemies remained standing, not immediately launching an attack as expected. Jie Hanyan was greatly surprised. Her gaze swept over the crowd, and in an instant, she suddenly understood, a blush crossing her pale face.
Jie Hanyan was a peerless beauty. At their first meeting, everyone was captivated by her beauty, but due to the situation, they had all managed to restrain themselves. However, Ding Fei's palm strike had shattered her clothes at the chest, revealing her pair of crystal-clear, jade-like breasts, which seemed to possess a bewitching allure, leaving everyone in the hall speechless, completely forgetting where they were.
In the blink of an eye, Jie Hanyan channeled her energy three times, forcefully suppressing her injuries and recovering twenty percent of her strength. Although insufficient to defend against an enemy, if she had just two or three more minutes, she could recover half of her strength, at which point she would certainly have a fighting chance.
Xie Hanyan made an unbelievable decision. Instead of covering her exposed breasts, she used her free hands to tear off her tattered clothes piece by piece. Her movements were neither fast nor slow, her demeanor elegant and graceful, exuding charm.
The hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Soon, Xie Hanyan was completely naked from the waist up, her snow-white skin as smooth and delicate as silk, shimmering with a pearly luster. She loosened her hair, a few strands of long, black hair cascading down her chest, partially obscuring her breasts, making her resemble an Eastern Venus, a beauty that inspired endless reverie and breathtaking allure.
Without pausing, Xie Hanyan's slender hands moved down her abdomen to her waist, unbuttoning her trousers. Although she appeared calm and collected, her heart was actually beating faster than anyone else's. This was the first time in her life she had exposed her body to a man. Always proud and self-disciplined, she wasn't without shame; on the contrary, she wished she could sprout wings and fly away or kill the lecherous men before her. But she couldn't do that; she had a promise to keep. For this promise, she feared not death, let alone undressing.
Xie Hanyan's biggest worry was that there was still a woman in the hall. Logically, she shouldn't be swayed by her beauty. She glanced at An Yuren several times, seeing her complex expression, yet An Yuren remained motionless. Xie Hanyan
bent over, struggling to slowly pull down her specially treated, taut military trousers, revealing her perfectly shaped legs. All eyes were fixed on the graceful, almost naked Xie Hanyan, who didn't even breathe.
Her slender, jade-like hand finally rested on the edge of her maroon lace panties. Though she felt a thousand reluctances and utter helplessness, Jie Hanyan knew that every second she could hold them back increased her chances of success. After a brief hesitation, the panties began to slowly slide down under her slender hand, gradually revealing her sacred virginity to the gaze of the crowd. Amidst the fragrant pubic hair, her two pink lips resembled budding flowers, their alluring scent almost palpable.
As Jie Hanyan's panties slid down to her calves, just as she was about to lift her foot to remove them, someone finally succumbed to the irresistible allure. Two men pushed through the crowd, heading straight for Jie Hanyan. Leading the charge was the black man, Tex. Despite his considerable internal injuries, with blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth, he now spread his large, fan-like arms, his eyes wide like saucers, having completely forgotten about being injured by Jie Hanyan. Following behind him was Li Sanshan, the mastermind of the Yellow Flag Hall. Although his martial arts skills were not high, his lecherous nature was second to none. In addition, he had a special fetish for beautiful legs, and he could no longer control himself in the face of Xie Hanyan's charming legs.
The two figures rushed closer, and Xie Hanyan felt a surge of tension. She had recovered sixty percent of her strength and could easily defeat them both with a single punch or kick. However, this would inevitably alert the others and bring them back to their senses. Moreover, these two were among the weaker fighters in the enemy ranks; even if she defeated them, it wouldn't turn the tide of the battle. Ji Xiaoyun had already penetrated deep into the iron vault, and Xie Hanyan, seeing the situation inside, wondered how much longer she would need to obtain the "Yellow Emperor's Sword."
Various thoughts flashed through Xie Hanyan's mind, but she ultimately decided to remain calm and ignore the two figures approaching, continuing to smile at everyone in the hall.
Faced with the naked beauty he had never seen before, an intense lust erupted within Tyx like a volcano. Without thinking, he reached out his massive hands, grabbing one of Xie Hanyan's prominent breasts in each hand. Xie Hanyan's breasts were peach-shaped and perky, far from being easily contained; even with Tyx's enormous hands, they were still insufficient to completely enclose them. Tex gripped her breast with all his might from bottom to top. With a grip force of up to 300 pounds, the lower part of her breast contracted sharply, while the upper part expanded rapidly like a balloon, making her once perfect breast shape look somewhat strange. Pale blue veins began to appear on the upper part of her breast, and the nipples, the size of red beans, stood erect at their highest point due to the pressure. Tex's hands were as black as charcoal, while Jie Hanyan's breasts were as white as snow; the contrast between black and white was absolutely striking, enough to arouse any man's strong desire to conquer her.
Almost simultaneously, Li Sanshan arrived beside her, naturally choosing her most beloved beautiful legs. Li Sanshan knelt down, first pulling off the underwear hanging on her calves, then holding her left leg, his grotesque hands moving swiftly across her thigh.
A barely perceptible pain flickered across Jie Hanyan's exquisite face. It was the first time she had been naked before a man, the first time a man had so brazenly touched her body, and a black man had so roughly and savagely squeezed her breasts… She didn't know if she would leave this place alive tonight, but she knew the humiliation she would suffer would leave a permanent mark on her soul.
Ding Fei and the others, though far more composed than Tykes, were already unable to restrain themselves watching the lustful performance of Tykes and Li, and seeing the beauty seemingly cooperating with feigned resistance. However, they were not on the same level as Tykes, and deep down, they felt a sense of unease. Therefore, unlike Tykes and Li, they didn't rush towards her directly, but slowly approached her step by step. As the three of them walked towards Jie Hanyan, An Yuren remained standing there blankly, her thoughts unreadable.
Jie Hanyan felt a surge of secret joy. If the three approached her unguarded, a sudden attack would surely injure them severely.
Tex tried several times to pin her to the control panel, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot, and he couldn't budge her. Already lacking reason, he became even more frenzied, howling and venting all his anger on the breasts he was squeezing. The firm breasts, like two dough balls, constantly shifted in Tex's hands, but each time he released them, they would perk up again, only now bearing a few purplish-blue finger marks. Even so, Tex wasn't satisfied, and suddenly lowered his head, biting into her breasts with his teeth.
Jie Hanyan could tolerate Tex's beastly behavior, but Li Sanshan pushed her to the limit.
Li Sanshan's hand slid down her smooth thigh, reaching her private parts. Although Jie Hanyan didn't lower her head, she felt those cold fingers kneading the very center of her clitoris. Touching her most sensitive spot, Jie Hanyan felt extremely disgusted. Although she couldn't possibly have any sexual desire, the natural physiological reaction combined with her girlish shyness made her weak in the knees and her heart race.
While enduring the pain and humiliation inflicted upon her by Tai and Li, Jie Hanyan calculated the distance between Ding Fei and the other two. If they closed another foot, she could launch a sneak attack.
Chapter 3: The Battle of the Divine Sword (Continued)
As Ding Fei and the other two approached Jie Hanyan in a daze, Li Sanshan suddenly shouted, his thin body flying into the air, knocking down Luo Li on his left. The unexpected turn of events alerted Ding Fei and Ren Yuantian, bringing them back to their senses. Seeing Jie Hanyan's jade palm striking towards their chests, they knew something was wrong. True to their skill, they managed to channel their inner energy to their chests before they could dodge, averting a fatal blow. Jie Hanyan's jade-like palm seemed to strike the two men's chests lightly, but Ding Fei and Ren Yuantian were struck as if by lightning, flying several feet away, spitting blood, and collapsing, unable to get up.
Jie Hanyan secretly cried out, "What a pity!" In that instant, while all her true energy was concentrated in her palms and she couldn't spare any to close her acupoints, Li Sanshan had suddenly thrust his thin fingers inside. Jie Hanyan finally couldn't bear it any longer and kicked him away. If it weren't for this, the three of them would have been unable to withstand her palm strike when they were completely unprepared.
After severely injuring Ding and Ren with one palm strike, Tex was still unconscious, still grabbing and squeezing her breasts. Jie Hanyan hated this black man intensely. "Have you touched enough!" Jie Hanyan shouted, raising her right knee and slamming it into his lower abdomen. Tex howled and rolled away.
A blush swept across her face again, a sign of excessive consumption of true energy under severe injury. Jie Hanyan knew the situation was dire; her strength was less than half, while two of her opponents remained unharmed.
Ding Fei, lying on the ground, roared at Luo Li and An Yuren, "What are you standing there for? Attack!"
Luo Li, still shaken by his near-death experience, was a master with an unyielding will. Hearing Ding Fei's command, he roared and lunged forward. An Yuren, as if waking from a dream, also launched an attack.
Caught between two masters, Jie Hanyan was forced to defend desperately, her movements extremely passive. Luo Li, seizing the opportunity, pressed his advantage relentlessly, each move ruthless. After a dozen or so exchanges, Luo Li finally found an opening, striking Jie Hanyan in the ribs with a palm strike. Exhausted, Jie Hanyan was blasted off the control panel. The iron door thudded and began to slowly close.
As the iron gate began to close, Ji Xiaoyun finally broke through the dense layers of laser beams and reached the iron shelf holding the Yellow Emperor's Sword. She struck the glass cabinet twice with her palms, but couldn't shatter the reinforced fiberglass made of a special material.
In an instant, the iron gate was halfway closed, leaving no time to traverse the layers of laser beams. In despair, Ji Xiaoyun suddenly saw Xie Hanyan leap to the iron gate from the side, spreading her arms and legs to brace against the nearly closing gate.
Xie Hanyan used her last bit of strength to resist the nearly ten thousand pounds of mechanical force, almost beyond human resistance. Within seconds, large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her joints cracked.
"Truly moving, I admire you," Luo Li said, quickly walking up to her. Although she was his brother's killer, her spirit compelled Luo Li to respect her. “However, given your brother-killing feud, I’ll grant you a quick death, since you have some backbone.” He raised his right palm, aiming for Xie Hanyan’s naked breasts.
“Wait—keep her alive!” Ding Fei, sitting cross-legged on the ground, shouted. With the situation under control, his lustful desires naturally prevented this peerless beauty from perishing.
Luo immediately understood Ding Fei’s meaning, changing his palm to a claw, grabbing her high, firm breasts and laughing wildly, “Killing you like this is too easy! Letting you suffer a fate worse than death, wouldn’t that be much better!” He bent down, grabbing Xie Hanyan’s jade feet, and with lightning speed, loosened her ankle joints, laughing, “You’re struggling too much, let me help you get rid of this!” He then twisted and dislocated her other foot.
Unable to support herself with her legs, Xie Hanyan struggled even more with only her hands, her naked body trembling uncontrollably, her arms beginning to bend, as the iron gate slowly approached her.
Luo Li deliberately prolonged her suffering, his hands roaming over her smooth body, wantonly caressing her.
"Truly a peerless beauty, no wonder we were all so captivated by you just now. Let me see if you're still a virgin?" With that, Luo Li's hands moved to her private parts, two fingers parting her vulva, his left index finger plunging deep inside, once again penetrating her secret place.
Jie Hanyan's eyes widened. The first time someone had their fingers inserted into her secret place, she had still had the strength to resist, but this time she could only watch helplessly, resigned to this cruel reality. She no longer had the strength to look back, nor could she know if doing so would help Ji Xiaoyun escape her predicament, but the belief in living and dying alongside her comrade sustained her, supporting her until the very last moment.
“Nine bends and eighteen turns, the scenery is infinitely beautiful!” Luo Li inserted half a finger into her body, the walls of her secret orifice gripping his finger tightly. Suddenly, he felt a soft object blocking his finger. “She is indeed still a virgin, good, good!” Of course, Luo Li wouldn’t be foolish enough to break her hymen with his finger; that required another weapon.
Although the people in the hall were no longer as irrational as before, they were all staring intently at the humiliated Jie Hanyan, and several were extremely jealous of Luo Li.
“Alright, let the game end!” Luo Li withdrew his finger from her secret orifice, and reached for her shoulders, preparing to twist her shoulder bones…
…
Although it was midnight and raining, the “August Flower” nightclub was still brightly lit and bustling with people. Since Dai Yuhen invested over 100 million yuan a year ago to build this most luxurious and largest entertainment complex in Spring City, “August Flower”
has become the most popular place for wealthy tycoons and government officials of varying ranks.
In the exchange of money, women, and power, Fei Yuhen quickly became intimate with several important figures in the city. Under the protection of a powerful umbrella, Fei Yuhen thrived and became increasingly unscrupulous. "August Flower" not only openly conducted various prostitution transactions, but also housed a casino with a hall of over a thousand square meters and dozens of VIP rooms. Although not as large as Las Vegas, it offered a complete range of gambling methods and equipment. In Kunming, whether you were a business tycoon, a high-ranking official, or a gangster, if you hadn't been to this casino, you seemed to be considered inferior.
A milky-white van drove past the main entrance of "August Flower." Mo Tian pointed to the huge neon sign flashing with colorful lights and said, "Brother Fei, you've managed 'August Flower' quite well. I should have come to find you as soon as I arrived in Kunming last time." Because he had successfully captured Fu Shaomin, Mo Tian was in a particularly good mood and unconsciously changed how he addressed Fei Yuhen.
Fei Yuhen smiled and said, "Young Master Mo, you flatter me. I was fortunate enough to be appointed to this position by Chairman Mo back then; how could I not do my utmost?"
Mo Tian's gaze fell on Fu Shaomin, who was being held down by several men. "Fu Shaomin, you ungrateful wretch! If you had let me have my way with you back then, you wouldn't be in this state. You brought this on yourself; you can't blame anyone else."
Fu Shaomin raised her head, fearless, and retorted angrily, "Don't be so smug! You may succeed for a time, but you will not escape the punishment of the law!"
Mo Tian was somewhat surprised by her stubbornness and laughed, "You really are..." "You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin! But I like women with character the most, and I really can't wait."
Fei Yuhen, standing to the side, sneered, "Officer Fu, you're probably too deeply poisoned by the Communist Party! What's the point of talking about law and sanctions at a time like this! Let me tell you, you can't possibly not know Secretary Huang, who's in charge of your political and legal system, can you? Just yesterday, he lost 1.2 million at my casino, and I even paid for him. You think you can punish him with the law? I advise you to save your breath, stop being so stubborn, and you'll suffer less!" These words were quite persuasive.
Fu Shaomin, having disregarded life and death, retorted sarcastically, "It's precisely because of these parasites in the country that you bunch of clowns exist! Justice will prevail, and those who commit many evil deeds will surely perish."
"Heh, you speak so righteously, as if you're quite capable. Let me tell you, whether you perish or not, I guarantee you, Fu Shaomin, will never see that day," Fei Yuhen said coldly. The short, stout man appeared kind and gentle when smiling, but his face was particularly ferocious when he frowned.
Fu Shaomin snorted and laughed, "Fine! Go ahead and kill me if you dare! See if I even flinch!"
"Good! A woman who doesn't yield to men, you've got guts!" Mo Tian praised.
Fei Yuhen's face darkened further, and he chuckled coldly several times, saying, "Kill you? That would be such a waste, a real waste of a rare gem, too easy for you! That handsome young man is your boyfriend, isn't he? A beautiful policewoman being gang-raped naked in front of her lover, what a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle!"
"You—" If several men hadn't been holding her down, Fu Shaomin would have pounced on Fei Yuhen long ago.
Seeing that he had provoked her into anger, Fei Yuhen secretly gloated. He said unhurriedly, "What I said earlier was child's play. Want to try what it's like to be a prostitute? As long as the customer pays the price, you have to serve my customer well.
By the way, the Secretary Huang I mentioned earlier is the most lecherous. Whenever I invite him over, he'll definitely be very interested in you. A lecherous secretary plus a prostitute policewoman, what a perfect match. Hahaha..."
Before Fei Yuhen's laughter had even finished, the car stopped after entering the underground parking garage of "August Flower," and everyone got out.
“Let go, I can walk by myself!” Fu Shaomin said, being dragged forward by two men.
“Let her walk by herself,” Mo Tian, who was walking ahead, turned around and said.
The men holding her released their hands, and Fu Shaomin staggered. She had been squatting in the car for more than half an hour, and her legs were a little numb, but she quickly straightened her back and walked with a firm step.
The group walked to the end of the underground parking garage, entered an elevator, and after the door closed, the elevator began to descend. After a short while, the elevator stopped. Based on the speed of the elevator, Fu Shaomin roughly estimated that it had descended at least twenty meters underground. At this moment, Fu Shaomin heard the sound of women crying. Judging from the sound, there were far more than one or two women. The cries of young girls, like the sobbing of cuckoos, sent chills down her spine.
“Young Master Mo, please,” Fei Yuhen bowed and led the way for Mo Tian. Fu Shaomin followed them out of the elevator. Ahead lay a corridor several dozen meters long, lined with dozens of cages made of thick iron bars, almost every one containing one or more naked young girls. Most of them were huddled in a corner, sobbing softly. When they heard someone enter, they were terrified, fearing that misfortune would soon befall them. In these cages, about seven or eight bare-armed men were raping the girls with all sorts of bestial acts.
Fu Shaomin's steps became heavy. She couldn't believe that such a hell on earth still existed in today's civilized society. Scenes of horrific tragedy flashed before her eyes.
Seeing that she had slowed down, Mo Tian waved his hand, signaling his men to take Yuan Qiang and Ge Tianling ahead. He then walked to Fu Shaomin's side, put his arm around her slender waist, and said, "Miss Fu seems quite interested in Brother Fei's methods of training women. Since we have some time, we might as well take a look."
Fu Shaomin seemed not to hear Mo Tian's words. She stopped in front of an iron cage. Inside the cage was a pure and lovely girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old, standing on tiptoe in the center of the cage. The girl's fair body was wrapped with hemp ropes as thick as chopsticks, her hands were bound to her thighs, and her dove-like breasts were tightly bound, cruelly and tragically protruding. A slightly thicker hemp rope, hanging from both ends of the cage, was tied around her lower body and tightly bound to her private parts. She was straddling the center of this rope like a horse, and only when she stood on tiptoe could the rope prevent it from digging into her private parts.
Soon, the girl's tiptoes began to tremble, then her calves started to shake, and she quickly succumbed, her body sinking to the ground. The rough hemp rope dug into her tender labia, and the girl cried out loudly. She tried several times to stand up again, but her strength was exhausted, and she could no longer stand. The special hemp rope was very rough, and it had already chafed the girl's delicate bud, oozing a few shocking spots of blood.
Fei Yuhen walked to the other side of Fu Shaomin, pointed at the girl in the cage, and said, "This girl is a student at an arts school. She just arrived yesterday. Don't let her young age fool you; she's quite stubborn. Most women can't endure this 'divine hanging' for more than half a day, but this girl studied ballet at arts school, so she can stand on tiptoe for much longer than someone who hasn't practiced, and therefore she can endure it."
Fei Yuhen opened the iron gate, walked to the girl's side, and ran his thick, carrot-like fingers over her body, saying, "Hey, so, have you thought it through? Are you going to do it or not?"
The girl cried and shook her head, finally managing to stand up on her tiptoes again. Although she had practiced ballet, she had never tried standing on her tiptoes for so long. She was nearing her limit, her toes were raw and bleeding.
Fei Yuhen sneered, "Under my methods, no woman is disobedient. You've brought this upon yourself!" He then swept her toes with his left leg, turning to Mo Tian, "Let's admire this little girl's dance!"
With Fei Yuhen's sweep, the girl lost her balance, her body slamming into the rope. Instantly, the rope disappeared into her labia. Fei Yuhen, heartless, ignored the girl's agonizing cries. Each time she tried to regain her footing, Fei Yuhen kicked her, making her sway. Blood seeped from her vulva and flowed down her snow-white thighs.
"Your body is trembling, what's wrong? Are you scared?" Mo Tian, who was holding Fu Shaomin, could clearly feel her trembling.
Fu Shaomin let out a long sigh. She wanted to shout "Stop!" The two words circled in her throat several times, but she finally couldn't utter them. Even if she shouted "Stop!", why would they pay attention to her? Watching the girl being cruelly tortured, her heart was bleeding, not only because she thought she would suffer the same humiliation, but more so because she, as a police officer, could not eradicate evil and could not save the innocent.
"I promise, please, I promise you anything." The girl in the iron cage finally couldn't bear the violence anymore and cried.
Seeing a pure girl succumb to Fei Yuhen's lewdness, Fu Shaomin couldn't bear to watch any longer. She suddenly broke free from Mo Tian's hand and strode forward.
Mo Tian was taken aback and shouted, "Hey, why are you walking so fast? Don't you want to see anymore?"
Fu Shaomin suddenly stopped, turned to Mo Tian, and said, "You disgust me! You're going to rape me, so hurry up and do what you want! But let me tell you, you can defile my body, but I, Fu Shaomin, will never sell my soul, and I will never submit to you!" After saying that, she turned and walked forward again.
Mo Tian was embarrassed by her righteous rebuke and was somewhat at a loss for words.
"Don't worry, Young Master Mo, I, Fei Yuhen, have plenty of ways. I guarantee I'll make her obedient in two days!"
Fei Yuhen had also heard Fu Shaomin's words. He didn't believe there was a woman he couldn't handle.
Mo Tian's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. He was still a little worried and asked, "Really?"
Fei Yuhen patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I've got it covered."
The two of them quickly followed after her, actually following behind Fu Shaomin, and walked into the exit at the end of the long passage.
Chapter 3 The Battle of the Divine Sword (Continued 4)
Emerging from the passage, Mo and Fei had already caught up with Fu Shaomin, leading her through another long corridor.
"We're here, Officer Fu, please come in." Fei Yuhen wore his signature smile, opening the door at the end of the corridor for her, bowing slightly like a courteous doorman welcoming a distinguished guest.
Fu Shaomin smiled coldly, ignoring Fei Yuhen's petty mockery, and walked past him with her chest out. Inside was a large hall of over a hundred square meters, furnished with strange stools and iron racks. On one wall hung whips of various sizes and styles, electric dildos, gags, enemas, and other tools, most of which she had never seen before.
Yuan Qiang, who had arrived earlier, was stripped naked and sat on a cast-iron chair, his hands and feet tightly bound by four iron rings. A bucket of ice water was splashed onto the still unconscious Yuan Qiang. The strong shock jolted him awake. He saw Fu Shaomin not far away. After a moment of blankness, he suddenly remembered being knocked unconscious by Mo Tian and understood his and Fu Shaomin's current predicament.
"Hah—" Yuan Qiang's eyes widened, and he let out a low growl, trying to break free of the shackles binding him. His face was flushed red, the veins in his neck were bulging, and his muscles bulged like lumps of iron.
"Yuan Qiang!" Fu Shaomin couldn't help but walk up to him. His hands and feet were scraped raw by the iron rings, and blood was seeping out. "Yuan Qiang, calm down, listen to me!" Fu Shaomin squatted down in front of him, looking at him with heartache, her bright eyes filled with tenderness.
Yuan Qiang stopped. Having been a policeman for so many years, he knew perfectly well the brutal humiliation his lover would soon suffer. Just the thought of another man wantonly violating her flawless body, of her painful, humiliating moans beneath a man, pierced his heart like a knife.
"Shao Min, it's my fault, I'm so useless!" Yuan Qiang sobbed, heartbroken.
Fu Shao Min felt a pang of sorrow. She wasn't entirely fearless; the near-rape by Mo Tian that night had haunted her with nightmares, and now that nightmare was becoming reality, how could she not worry about her and Yuan Qiang's situation? The humiliation in the van on the way here had filled her with fear and confusion, but she had slowly calmed down. Since she was going to die either way, she might as well cast aside life, death, honor, and disgrace. Suddenly, images of her childhood heroes flashed through her mind: Liu Hulan, Sister Jiang, and countless other martyrs who sacrificed themselves for truth and faith. From that moment, she seemed to be infused with new strength, no longer afraid of the trials to come.
“A man doesn’t easily shed tears, Qiang, don’t cry,” Fu Shaomin said.
“Mmm, mmm,” Yuan Qiang responded, trying hard to suppress his sobs, but tears still streamed down his face. This tough guy, who had single-handedly captured seven robbers and endured multiple stab wounds without flinching, was now crying like a child.
“Sigh—” Fu Shaomin sighed softly, unsure how to comfort him. She lowered her voice and said, “Qiang, listen to me. Later, they will definitely humiliate me in front of you, and you might not be able to accept it. I’ve thought it through. Life and death, honor and disgrace are minor matters; we can’t lose the dignity of a policeman!”
Yuan Qiang was stunned. A hint of surprise and admiration appeared in his tear-blurred eyes. He hadn’t expected Fu Shaomin to be so calm at this moment. His beloved, whom he saw day and night, seemed both familiar and strange. Nevertheless, Fu Shaomin’s words still moved him somewhat, and Yuan Qiang stopped sobbing.
Fu Shaomin smiled and said, "That's more like a man! Don't let me down! We must hold on." Actually, Fu Shaomin wasn't completely desperate. A few days ago, she learned that the Criminal Investigation Brigade had begun investigating "August Flower." Once they had enough evidence, they would take action and dismantle this brothel, giving her and Yuan Qiang a chance to see the light of day again. But how long she would have to hold on, how difficult it would be to get through this, she hoped Yuan Qiang could give her strength.
Fu Shaomin's words made Ge Tianling, who was standing nearby, lower his head. Although he was afraid of death, he still had a sliver of conscience.
"Good! Good! Truly fearless and unyielding!" Mo Tian clapped his hands and walked to their side.
Fu Shaomin slowly stood up, staring at Yuan Qiang, and said, "From this moment on, you are not allowed to cry again, and you are not allowed to beg for mercy from them, otherwise I will despise you forever."
Mo Tian beckoned to Ge Tianling and sneered, "You all want to insist on some bullshit police dignity, is that it!
Then please have your chief take off Officer Fu's clothes first."
"I—" Ge Tianling opened his mouth wide, unable to speak.
"What, you don't want to? Have you thought it through?" Mo Tian said with a gloomy face.
"No, no, I'll do it, I'll do it." How could Ge Tianling dare to disobey? He lowered his head and walked over, "I have no choice, don't blame me." He mumbled indistinctly, walked behind Fu Shaomin, unzipped the back of her evening dress all the way down, then turned to her side and pulled the dress down to her waist. Earlier in the car, the men surrounding her had already torn off her bra, so as the dress fell off, her snow-white breasts were exposed to everyone.
"Your breasts are so full! Director Ge, don't you agree?" Mo Tian said with a smile, noticing that Ge Tianling's gaze was also fixed on her breasts.
"Yes, yes," Ge Tianling answered sincerely. Although he had been with many women, none had possessed the beautiful face and figure of Fu Shaomin.
"Want to? If you want, go touch her!" Mo Tian said again.
Ge Tianling nodded involuntarily, then realized something was wrong and quickly shook his head.
"Just because Young Master Mo says so, you touch her!" Fei Yuhen shouted from the side.
"Yes, yes," Ge Tianling hurriedly reached out and pinched Fu Shaomin's breast.
"Ge Tianling, you—" Yuan Qiang looked at his superior's ugly behavior, and his anger began to rise rapidly again.
"Qiang," Fu Shaomin said, "Let him go!"
Yuan Qiang's lips twitched a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.
"How is it? Does it feel good?" Mo Tian asked with a grin.
"Good, good, smooth and elastic." Ge Tianling, rubbing her breasts, felt a little thirsty and his desire was rising.
Mo Tian waved his hand and said, "Alright, have you touched enough? Let's get back to work!"
"How... how do I take this off?" Because Fu Shaomin's hands were handcuffed behind her back, Ge Tianling couldn't remove her dress.
"You idiot!" Mo Tian cursed, reaching out and grabbing a corner of the dress. With a ripping sound, the entire dress was torn off.
Yuan Qiang stared at Shaomin, now only wearing white underwear. Her ivory skin shone with a jade-like luster. He suddenly recalled the first time he made love to her. Soon, countless men would unleash their lust on this breathtakingly beautiful body. The thought of it tore at his heart with immense pain.
"Continue!" Mo Tian urged Ge Tianling, who was standing to the side.
When the last piece of underwear was removed from her body, and Fu Shaomin stood naked before everyone, her first feeling was cold. The surrounding air was cold, and the men's gazes were even colder, chilling to the bone.
“Brother Fei, didn’t you say you could tell a woman’s fortune? Come and see if this Officer Fu has a strong sex drive!” Mo Tian said. Fu Shaomin’s initial disdain for him infuriated him. Now, he wanted to do more than just possess her body; he wanted to break her will.
Fei Yuhen circled Fu Shaomin’s body twice and said confidently, “She should be a woman with a very strong sex drive.”
“How so?” Mo Tian asked.
“First, look at her breasts. People with peach-shaped breasts generally have a stronger sex drive than those with round breasts. Moreover, although her breasts are large, they don’t sag; instead, they are perky, showing that she has a very strong desire to conquer. Ordinary men are not enough to satisfy her sex drive. Only when a man is stronger than her will she release her sexual desire without reservation and enjoy the highest level of sex!” Although Fei Yuhen’s words were not entirely true, they were based on his experience and were not without reason.
When Fu Shaomin made love with Yuan Qiang, she often only experienced a slight pleasure before Yuan Qiang couldn’t help but ejaculate, which made her very unhappy.
“Hmm, that seems to make sense!” Mo Tian nodded.
Fei Yuhen pointed to her private parts and continued, “Generally, the stronger a woman’s sex drive, the sparser her pubic hair. She’s that type. If you make her feel good, she’ll moan louder than anyone else!”
Mo Tian became even more interested and asked, “Then do you have the ability to make her moan?”
Fei Yuhen looked troubled and rubbed his hands, saying, “This is a bit difficult. This woman has a very strong will and doesn’t willingly have sex with men, so it’s not something that can be done in a short time. Of course, if you use some drugs, you can make her act like a bitch in heat immediately.”
Yuan Qiang finally couldn’t help but curse Fei Yuhen, “What nonsense are you talking about? You’re the dog!”
Mo Tian ignored him and still said to Fei Yuhen, “This play is still missing two supporting actors. When will they arrive?”
Fei Yuhen said, “One has already been trained to be as obedient as a dog, and the other is on his way and will arrive tomorrow.”
“Then bring that one out first,” Mo Tian said.
Fu Shaomin had no idea what they were up to. Suddenly, her eyelids twitched, and a sense of unease washed over her. She thought of someone, but immediately dismissed the possibility. If, as Mo Tian said, one of the two was him, it would be terrifying.
"Bring a chair over." Mo Tian had a large chair brought over, pulled Fu Shaomin onto his lap, and put one arm around her slender waist.
"Hey, I'm telling you," Mo Tian said, looking at Yuan Qiang, "your girl is so beautiful, you must have ejaculated prematurely the first time you slept with her, right? Hahaha..."
"You—" Yuan Qiang glared at Mo Tian with bloodshot eyes, like a wounded leopard.
"What do you mean, 'you'? Look at yourself, that thing is standing straight up like a stick, it's hilarious. Your girl is being played by another man, and your dick is still hard. I really admire you!" Mo Tian pointed at Yuan Qiang's erect penis.
Yuan Qiang blushed instantly. Seeing Fu Shaomin's naked body and recalling their lovemaking had caused his penis to become erect without his awareness. Now, after Mo Tian's words, he felt deeply ashamed.
Mo Tian laughed heartily, grabbing Fu Shaomin's firm, high breasts and gently rubbing the nipples with his thumb, teasingly saying, "My beauty, how was your lovemaking with your husband? Come, tell me."
Fu Shaomin endured the indescribable tingling sensation on her nipples, turning her head away silently.
"Ha, still shy." Mo Tian patted her round buttocks, saying, "Let your husband appreciate your body! Let him get even more excited." He then turned her hips 45 degrees, positioning her directly in front of Yuan Qiang.
"Come on, come on, spread your legs apart, why are they so close together!" Mo Tian pried open her tightly pressed legs and placed them on the armrests of the chair. "Yes, like this. What, are your legs shaking? Are you embarrassed?"
Mo Tian still held her waist with one hand and placed the other on her thigh.
Because her legs were spread too wide, the two bean-pod-like labia under the fine black downy hair were slightly open, revealing the pink flesh inside, which was indescribably charming and cute. The seven or eight of Fei Yuhen's men around them couldn't help but move their feet and surround Mo Tian.
Mo Tian's hand moved to the inside of her thigh, slowly moving upwards until her legs crossed, and then looked directly at Yuan Qiang and said, "Kid, let me teach you. The most important thing before sex is foreplay. Like a big bull like you, just pressing down and fucking, of course the woman won't have any pleasure!" As he spoke, he moved his palm and covered her labia, and his index and middle fingers gently began to rub the cleft from top to bottom.
Yuan Qiang, with his fiery temper, couldn't contain himself after his lover was humiliated and Mo Tian's mocking words. "You beast, come at me if you dare—" He was about to continue when he noticed Fu Shaomin's gaze fixed on him, as if she wanted to say something.
Fu Shaomin's bright eyes dimmed, her crescent-shaped eyebrows furrowed tightly, revealing her inner pain. She opened her mouth to say something, but remained silent, only letting out a soft sigh.
Yuan Qiang couldn't fully understand her feelings, but he knew his futile anger would only bring more humiliation. "Min, no matter what happens, I will always love you!" Yuan Qiang said.
His words were like a shot of adrenaline, bringing a glimmer of light to Fu Shaomin's dim eyes. She nodded vigorously, wanting to give her lover a smile, but her lips twitched and she couldn't manage a smile.
Mo Tian ignored them, embracing the warm, jade-like body and inhaling the faint, alluring fragrance. He was somewhat distracted and unable to control himself. If it weren't for wanting to subject this proud policewoman to more humiliation, he would have already inserted his already hard penis into that enchanting little hole and enjoyed the endless pleasure this beauty brought.
With a creak, Fei Yuhen, who had returned, pushed open the door and entered. He held a gleaming iron chain, leading a girl dressed in a tight red leather outfit that revealed her nipples. The girl crawled on all fours like a dog behind him.
Fei Yuhen smugly led the girl to Mo Tian. He tugged at the chain, pulling the girl up. "It's you, Xiao Yi!" Fu Shaomin exclaimed, never expecting that the innocent girl had also fallen into this den of iniquity.
Zhu Xiaoyi looked at Fu Shaomin indifferently, seemingly no longer recognizing her.
"Xiao Yi, it's me! Don't you recognize me?" Fu Shaomin said again.
Zhu Xiaoyi remained silent, instead lowering her head.
"Give me a break. She's a dog now, understand? A dog only obeys its master." Fei Yuhen said coldly, "Go, go lick Young Master Mo's toes, do you hear me?"
Zhu Xiaoyi obediently crawled to Mo Tian, removed his leather shoes, and without hesitation, stuck out her tongue to lick his toes.
"Damn it, it's so itchy!" Mo Tian kicked Xiao Yi, who was servicing him, on the shoulder, knocking her to the ground. Then, Mo Tian beckoned to her, "Come on, come on, lick your big sister again." He pointed to Fu Shaomin's private parts.
Xiao Yi slowly got up from the ground, glanced at Fu Shaomin, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes, but she quickly lowered her eyes and obediently crawled to Fu Shaomin's side, burying her head between her thighs.
Fu Shaomin's gaze fell on Fei Yuhen, who was secretly lewdly grinning to the side, "When did you capture her too?"
"Not long ago, about three days!" Fei Yuhen told the truth. Fu
Shaomin's pores stood on end again. In just three days, he had turned a pure girl into a mindless tool for sexual gratification. His cruelty and viciousness were chilling. She stopped speaking, her hatred for them deepening.
"Hey, it seems there's a reaction, her nipples are hard." Mo Tian said excitedly. Sure enough, her nipples, which were originally the size of red beans, had grown larger and were erect.
Fei Yuhen approached her side, glanced down, and said, "Young Master Mo, this is just a basic physiological reaction. Of course, touching her nipples like that will make them hard. Whether she's aroused or not depends on what's below."
He pulled Xiao Yi's hair and lifted her head. After Mo Tian's caresses, coupled with Xiao Yi's tongue, Fu Shaomin's labia were even more open than before, and her originally thin labia had swollen into pods. Fei Yuhen pulled Mo Tian's hand and said, "Young Master Mo, try putting it inside." Mo Tian did as he was told and inserted his index finger into her vagina. Fu Shaomin's body convulsed, and her legs, which were resting on the armrests, trembled even more violently.
"How is it?" Fei Yuhen asked.
"Tight, very tight, not wet at all," Mo Tian said as he pulled his finger out.
“That’s right. Although her body has changed, it doesn’t mean she wants to have sex.” Fei Yuhen, having dealt with women for many years, was far more experienced in this area than Mo Tian.
“Then how can we arouse her?” Mo Tian asked.
Fei Yuhen straightened up and said, “I’ve already said there are two methods: one is medication, and the other is to completely break her will. She will naturally have an orgasm, just like she did.” He pointed to Xiao Yi on the ground.
“After taking the medication, will she be mentally clear?” Mo Tian wanted to be excited when he had sex with her, but he didn’t want her to be mentally impaired, as that would reduce a lot of the fun.
“There are drugs that make her mentally impaired. After taking them, she will be like a bitch in heat. Of course, there are also drugs that only stimulate her body but keep her very clear-headed. After taking them, she will be in great pain. Although she still doesn’t want to be fucked by a man, her body will not obey her commands and will want to be fucked.” Fei Yuhen replied.
“Good, good, let’s use this one!” Mo Tian said happily.
Chapter 3 The Battle of the Divine Sword (Continued 5)
Fei Yuhen walked to one side of the room, opened the wall cabinet, and after a moment's thought, took out a delicate glass bottle about an inch tall and a straw with a pointed tip and a rounded back.
"Young Master Mo, this is a prescription passed down from the Ming Dynasty court, called 'Spring Cat.' This prescription has been improved by the 'Holy Hand Demon' of the sect, and its efficacy has been enhanced several times over. This medicine is not easy to make. When I came to the mainland, I brought only this small bottle with me, and I haven't been able to bear using it even once." Fei Yuhen carefully unscrewed the bottle cap and put the straw tip into the bottle.
"It's a medicine prepared by the 'Holy Hand Demon'! Then it can't be wrong." Although Mo Tian did not hold a position in the sect, he certainly knew the name of the number one medical expert in the Dark God Sect, one of the four great demon gods of the sect, "Holy Hand Demon."
Fei Yuhen crouched down, his thick, slender fingers deftly parting the inner and outer labia. The tip of the straw was inserted into the opening, and every last drop of the clear liquid was poured into her secret place.
"Ah!" Fu Shaomin groaned, clearly in great pain. The liquid Fei Yuhen had injected into her body burned the walls of her vagina like chili water. A fiery heat, as if possessed, penetrated deeper into her body, spreading throughout her entire being. Fu Shaomin brought her legs together, which were resting on the armrest, and her naked body involuntarily writhed like a water snake in Mo Tian's arms.
"Come on, come on, hold her legs." Fei Yuhen instructed his men to keep her legs spread.
The heat quickly spread throughout her body, a bright blush spreading across her face, gradually turning even her fair skin a bewitching pink, adding to her alluring charm. A moment later, it felt as if a million ants were crawling inside her secret place, making her unbearably itchy and restless. Her snow-white, round buttocks pressed against Mo Tian's thick, hard penis, rubbing against it.
Mo Tian laughed, knowing the drug was starting to take effect. "Officer Fu, how do you feel? Don't you really want a man to fuck you? If you do, just say it."
Fu Shaomin bit her red lips, enduring the unbearable itching, and said in a calm tone with all her might, "You think you can make me submit with just a little bit of drug? You're dreaming!"
"Fine! Fine! That's the kind of sex I like. I hope you won't disappoint me." Mo Tian helped her lean back in the chair, freeing his hand to reach for her private parts again. At this moment, Fu Shaomin's labia were already swollen as if inflated, and her clitoris, the size of a pea, was clearly protruding. Mo Tian pressed his index finger on it and gently rubbed it, making the clitoris even more erect.
"Does it feel good?" Mo Tian said, lowering his head and gently biting and sucking on her nipple. His right index finger slipped into her already opened vagina. Fu Shaomin's vagina was no longer as tight and dry as before; a sticky liquid seeped from the tender walls, increasing in volume and becoming increasingly sticky. Soon, Mo Tian smoothly inserted his second middle finger into her vagina as well, beginning to move it slowly and deliberately.
As if suffocating, Fu Shaomin's breathing suddenly quickened. The humiliation of being violated intertwined with waves of intense pleasure, like a giant net tightly enveloping her. She felt as if she were once again trapped in that nightmare, with black waves engulfing her completely time and time again. "Mmm," a seductive sound escaped her red lips, her soft body twisting and turning in response to the two fingers.
Fei Yuhen swallowed hard, a surge of jealousy rising in his heart. He tried his best to suppress his lustful thoughts, standing quietly to the side with his hands hanging down.
"No! Let her go..." Yuan Qiang roared like a wounded lion. His pain was no less than that of Fu Shaomin, who was being humiliated. His beloved was being violated, and he was merely a bystander—no man with any sense of decency could accept this.
A thin stream of clear liquid was drawn out with each finger's movement, her entire genital area already soaked. Mo Tian looked up, excitedly watching her pained expression, and then inserted his ring finger into her open vagina, suddenly doubling the speed of his thrusts. Although Mo Tian's experience with women wasn't as great as Fei Yuhen's, he still mastered this technique with ease.
Fu Shaomin screamed, her entire body taut like a bowstring, her lower body swaying up and down with the rhythm of Mo Tian's fingers, more fluid flowing from her vagina.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" Mo Tian asked.
"No!" Fu Shaomin's answer was soft, but resolute.
Mo Tian channeled his inner energy into his fingers, increasing the speed of his thrusts, the pace so fast it was almost dizzying. Fu Shaomin's moans grew louder, sounding like a woman in the throes of passion.
"Moaning so lewdly and still not wanting a man to fuck you? I'll ask you one more time, do you want to do it?" Mo Tian was aroused by her cries and could no longer restrain himself.
"Ah, ah!" Fu Shaomin cried out, "No, never!" Her indistinct answer, mixed with her cries, was only audible to Mo Tian.
"Damn it, you don't know what's good for you!" Mo Tian finally lost his patience, flipped over, pinned Fu Shaomin beneath him, quickly pulled down his pants, revealing his enormous penis, and pressed it against her vaginal opening.
"Kid, watch how I fuck your chick!" Mo Tian said, turning his head, then lifted Fu Shaomin's buttocks, moved her off the chair, and then pressed his entire body heavily against her.
"No!" Yuan Qiang screamed in anguish, clearly seeing the ugly, veiny thing plunging into her body.
Although Fu Shaomin wasn't a virgin, she had only made love to Yuan Qiang less than ten times, and her vagina was still quite tight. When Mo Tian's penis reached deep inside, it was tightly gripped by the warm, moist
flesh , and the wonderful sensation gave Mo Tian ultimate pleasure. "Ah!" Mo Tian's voice was like a wild beast howling.
"No!" Fu Shaomin's cry from the bottom of her heart was drowned out by the loud shouts of the two men. At this moment, Fu Shaomin wished she were out of her mind, because what humiliated her most was not being raped, but that her body was uncontrollably responding to Mo Tian's defilement. The
thick, hard penis, like an iron rod, went in and out at high speed, each time penetrating to the very end, causing the tender flesh of her vagina to churn constantly. The "Spring Cat" drug, modified by "Sacred Hands and Demonic Hearts," had completely taken effect. Within minutes, Fu Shaomin reached the peak of sexual desire for the first time in her life, a pleasure Yuan Qiang had never given her before.
Mo Tian keenly noticed the changes in her body. He suddenly stopped and withdrew his penis halfway. He could stop, but how could Fu Shaomin, in the throes of orgasm, stop? She let out rapid cries, her hands, cuffed behind her back, bracing herself against the back of the chair. Using her waist strength, she rapidly arched her hips up and down, repeatedly pushing Mo Tian's penis to its deepest point, and constantly swaying her white, tender buttocks from side to side, grinding them forcefully.
Mo Tian, his hands still on the back of the chair, turned his head and said, "Kid, did you see that? Look how lewdly she's shaking. Never seen anything like it before, hahaha..." He laughed triumphantly.
"You drugged him! She's not a slut!" Yuan Qiang shouted hoarsely. He couldn't see Fu Shaomin's face, only her snow-white buttocks, which were swaying back and forth with a penis pressing against them. The sight of that white flesh made his eyes dizzy, and he felt a tightness
in his chest, unable to breathe. Fu Shaomin, of course, heard their conversation clearly. Although the penis inside her felt like a knife stabbing into her heart, she couldn't stop her body from moving. Waves of dark pleasure, like a pack of hungry wolves, tore at every nerve in her body. Starlight glistened in the corners of her eyes.
This climax lasted for nearly two minutes. The dark waves gradually receded, and the writhing slowed down. Just as she was about to catch her breath, Mo Tian pressed down on her again. When the penis penetrated to the very end, reaching her cervix, the lust within her ignited once more, burning ever more intensely. Fu Shaomin was unaware that this "Enchun Cat" also had a name: "Seven Degrees of Spring," meaning it could make a woman reach orgasm seven times. The original formula might not have been able to achieve this, but after being improved by "Sacred Hand Heart Demon," its effects far exceeded the name "Seven Degrees of Spring."
Having practiced ancient martial arts, Mo Tian's stamina was astonishing, his true energy abundant. For nearly half an hour, he maintained an extremely high speed of thrusting, leaving the onlookers both astonished and impressed. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, Fu Shaomin moaned and writhed, eagerly responding. Anyone unaware of the truth would surely have mistaken her for a rare, wanton woman.
In half an hour, she had four orgasms, her snow-white skin covered in sweat, as if coated with olive oil.
"I'm a little tired, let's change positions," Mo Tian said, picking her up and having her straddle his lap with her back to him. Holding her waist, he inserted his penis from below. He was panting heavily. If he hadn't been controlling his meridians with his internal energy, he would have ejaculated many times already. But holding it in like this was inevitably consuming his internal energy.
Although Fu Shaomin's whole body was trembling, especially her toes and calves on the ground, her body still rose and fell tirelessly. Perhaps this position allowed the penis to penetrate deeper into her flesh. Before long, Fu Shaomin reached her fifth orgasm.
Perhaps because the heavy body was no longer pressing down on her, Fu Shaomin released her primal desires more unrestrainedly. She placed her hands on Mo Tian's chest, her whole body leaning back at nearly a 45-degree angle, tightly clamping the penis inside her. Her body undulated like waves, and the ribs on her deeply sunken abdomen were clearly visible with each rapid breath. Her pair of full breasts on her chest swayed rapidly like inflated balloons.
Hearing Fu Shaomin's plaintive moans and witnessing their passionate lovemaking, all the men around were captivated, shouting with ecstasy. A few with slightly weaker willpower couldn't resist placing their hands on their crotches, rubbing their already hard penises through their trousers.
Yuan Qiang, head tilted, remained motionless, his lifeless eyes fixed on the two, the stimulation exceeding his limits, his mind a jumble of thoughts. The only constant was his erect penis, which had remained erect since the beginning.
Finally, the climax subsided. Fu Shaomin gritted her teeth, struggling to straighten her back and sit upright. Her previously dazed gaze began to clear; she realized she had regained control of her body. After a moment of writhing, she sat motionless on Mo Tian's lap, no longer shaking and moaning as before.
Mo Tian supported her waist, arching his back, and Fu Shaomin began to move, but Mo Tian knew it was him moving; Fu Shaomin's body no longer responded to his thrusts.
"What's going on? Has the drug worn off? Why isn't she moving?" Mo Tian turned to ask Fei Yuhen.
Fei Yuhen also looked puzzled. "No way? I've seen others use this drug before. It can make a woman reach orgasm more than ten times. She's only had five. The drug shouldn't have worn off so quickly."
Hearing this, Mo Tian sat up, wrapped his arms around her, and took a few steps forward to Yuan Qiang's side. He placed Fu Shaomin face down across Yuan Qiang's arms, which were handcuffed with iron rings. Then, in a horse stance, he thrust his penis into her from behind, slapping her white buttocks with a "slap, slap" sound.
The black fire inside Fu Shaomin was still burning, but not as fiercely as before. Although the intense tingling and itching from each time Mo Tian's penis reached her uterus was still unbearable, she managed to control her body through her struggle. When she turned to look at Yuan Qiang, she suddenly noticed a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes vacant.
"Yuan Qiang, Yuan Qiang, wake up!" Fu Shaomin knew that he had vomited blood due to anger and frustration.
Yuan Qiang stared at Fu Shaomin with bloodshot eyes, seemingly not recognizing her.
Fu Shaomin knew something was wrong; if this continued, he might go insane, even die.
"Yuan Qiang, wake up! It's me, Shaomin! Shaomin!" Fu Shaomin cried anxiously, her mind and body completely focused on Yuan Qiang, the black flames within her unable to ignite.
Yuan Qiang ignored her cries, remaining silent and dazed. In desperation, Fu Shaomin bit his arm hard—a move she had learned at police academy.
Yuan Qiang cried out in pain; his arm was bleeding, but his dazed eyes finally regained some focus.
"Yuan Qiang, wake up, please!" Fu Shaomin pleaded urgently.
Yuan Qiang's Adam's apple bobbed a few times before he finally managed to stammer, "Min—"
"Qiang, don't do this!" Fu Shaomin choked out.
Yuan Qiang sighed deeply. He glanced at Mo Tian, who was thrusting with all his might, but couldn't bear to look any longer. He turned his gaze back to Fu Shaomin's pretty face, who was tilting her head back. "I'm fine." He was so moved by Fu Shaomin's concern for his safety, despite her own disregard for her own. He didn't know what to say.
"Yuan Qiang, don't be sad. My body may be defiled, but my heart will always be yours," Fu Shaomin said firmly.
"I know, I know, I will always love you, forever and ever," Yuan Qiang said, large tears falling onto her face.
Mo Tian finally couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Fu Shaomin's long hair and lifted her up. "What the hell are you? You're about to die and you're still flirting. Do you even have any respect for me?"
Fu Shaomin endured the pain, turned her head, and said, word by word, "What are you? In my eyes, you're less than a pig or a dog!"
Mo Tian laughed angrily and said, "If I don't show you how powerful I am today, I'm not Mo!" As he spoke, his mind raced, thinking of ways to torture her. His gaze suddenly fell on Yuan Qiang's erect penis, and he immediately had an idea.
"You and your husband are so loving, I'll grant your wish today and let you have your way with me." He said, lifting Fu Shaomin's legs from behind and walking to Yuan Qiang. "Your wife is here." He then laid Fu Shaomin's naked body down, and Yuan Qiang's penis entered her secret place, which had been ravaged by Mo Tian.
Fu Shaomin didn't know what Mo Tian was planning. Although she was having sex with him in front of everyone, it was still better than being raped by Mo Tian.
Mo Tian chuckled coldly a few times, pressed his body against hers, and spread her buttocks wide, his thick, hard penis pressing against her anus. Fu Shaomin immediately knew what he wanted. She suddenly remembered a girl she had encountered last year who had been gang-raped, her anus torn apart by a man's penis, writhing in pain on the hospital bed. Her heart clenched, and she instinctively wanted to resist, but how could she escape when she was tightly held between two grown men?
"What's wrong?" Yuan Qiang, still unaware of Mo Tian's intentions, noticed Fu Shaomin's frightened expression.
"Nothing, I'm not afraid of anything with you here!" Fu Shaomin knew that she couldn't add any more pressure to the already collapsing Yuan Qiang; she would bear all the pain and suffering alone.
Yuan Qiang, bewildered, turned his gaze behind her and suddenly saw Mo Tian's thick, triangular glans pressing against Fu Shaomin's slightly parted, light brown anus. Even he, in his dazed state, understood what Mo Tian intended to do.
"You've never been fucked by a man before, have you? Just thinking about it excites me," Mo Tian said, thrusting his hips forward and forcefully inserting his glans into her anus.
Fu Shaomin's body arched instantly. Although she gritted her teeth to suppress a scream, her facial features were completely distorted, and her soft body convulsed simultaneously.
"Heh..." Mo Tian exerted another burst of force, his penis penetrating several inches deeper. Opening this anus, which had never been touched by a man before, was much more difficult than before.
The tender flesh on both sides of Fu Shaomin's anus was stretched to the thinness of paper. When Mo Tian's penis was halfway in, both sides were finally torn open, and bright red blood flowed out.
"Min, scream, it'll make you feel better. Don't force yourself like this." Yuan Qiang's heart ached as he looked at her, her face as white as paper and her body trembling.
"It's okay, this, this little pain, I, I can still bear it..." Fu Shaomin gasped for breath, her words barely coherent.
"Bear it, let's see if you can bear it." Mo Tian channeled his inner energy into his lower abdomen again, his penis becoming harder than iron. He pressed down on Fu Shaomin's writhing buttocks, and with another thrust, his penis, like a powerful pile driver, plunged completely into her body.
"Qiang..." Fu Shaomin called out her lover's name, pressing her head against his chest, enduring the pain that felt like she was being ripped in two.
"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang..." With each deep thrust of Mo Tian's penis, Fu Shaomin kept calling out Yuan Qiang's name, only in this way could she release the immense pain she was suffering.
Two penises were inserted into Fu Shaomin's body, one in front and one behind, separated only by a thin layer, both able to feel the trembling of the other's penis. As Mo Tian thrust vigorously, Yuan Qiang's erect penis moved in and out of Fu Shaomin's vagina. The wet, fleshy walls rubbed against his glans, and strong contractions occasionally sent shivers down his spine, giving him an urge to ejaculate. His body began to writhe. Yuan Qiang felt ashamed of this urge and tried his best to control himself.
"Min, are you alright?" Yuan Qiang noticed she was leaning against his chest, no longer calling his name.
Hearing her call, Fu Shaomin raised her face and whispered, "Qiang, without you, I definitely wouldn't have made it."
Yuan Qiang murmured, "You'll be alright."
"Lower your head, I want to say something to you," Fu Shaomin whispered.
Mo Tian was nearing his climax and, oblivious to everything else, continued his vigorous thrusting.
Yuan Qiang lowered his head, and Fu Shaomin whispered in his ear, "I want you to ejaculate inside me quickly." Yuan Qiang was stunned by her words and speechless.
"Today is the day I'm supposed to get pregnant. Do you want me to have someone else's child?" Actually, Fu Shaomin had been worried about this from the beginning, and now that she had this opportunity, she wasn't about to let it slip by.
Yuan Qiang suddenly understood and said, "I know, I will."
Fu Shaomin untied a knot in her heart, casting aside all her pain and smiling brightly, "Qiang, kiss me, just like the first time you kissed me. Don't think about anything else, just think about our first time making love."
Yuan Qiang felt a mix of emotions, indescribable. He lowered his head and pressed his thick lips to her delicate red lips, their tongues intertwining tightly. Their souls merged seamlessly at that moment, the world seemed to blur, and they both forgot their imprisoned situation, enjoying the immense pleasure of human love.
As they were completely lost in their own world, Mo Tian finally reached the peak of pleasure. He gripped Fu Shaomin's shoulders, forcefully separating them, his enormous penis swelling even more inside her, the thick fluid from his glans shooting directly into Fu Shaomin's rectum.

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