[Urban] Phoenix in Flames (Complete) - 27

Even so, it took Fang Jun

several minutes to fully insert his glans. He was relatively careful, not wanting to go too hard and tear the beauty's anus. That could easily lead to death, and it would be such a pity for such a rare and stunning beauty to die.
After the entire glans was inside, Fang Jun felt a wave of heat surge through his body. It felt amazing. The anus, tightly gripping his penis, contracted and opened repeatedly, vibrating intensely like an electric vibrator. This was the first time he had experienced this in dozens of anal sex sessions. This woman was amazing; not only was she beautiful, but her sexual organs were also incredibly powerful. Immersed in the extreme pleasure, Fang Jun no longer understood whether the anus could even be considered a woman's sexual organ.
Fang Jun was working so hard, trying to penetrate deeper while suppressing his pent-up desire. His face and body were covered in sweat, glistening as if coated with olive oil.
Ji Xiaoyun struggled in vain, her jade-like body covered in sweat. Her skin, already smoother than silk, became even more slippery with the sweat, making it harder for Fang Min to hold her down several times. Fortunately, her legs were firmly bound, preventing her lower body from moving and hindering the penetration of his penis.
Fang Jun had thought that once the head of his penis was inserted, things would be much easier, but that wasn't the case. The deeper he pushed, the greater the pressure and thrust became. He thrust a few times, but didn't penetrate much. However, his volcano of desire erupted uncontrollably in an instant, spraying thick semen into her stretched anus.
After reaching climax, Fang Jun was still eager, but his penis began to shrink uncooperatively. Due to the weakened hardness, his penis slowly pushed out of Ji Xiaoyun's anus. "
Brother, it's my turn, isn't it?" Fang Min, who was already rubbing his hands together, was eager to try.
Although he had ejaculated into her anus, only the head had entered, so it wasn't considered a complete deflowering. Fang Jun, feeling embarrassed to monopolize Ji Xiaoyun's time, reluctantly said to Fang Min's impatient, lustful expression, "You go first." Fang Jun picked up a napkin from the table, lightly wiping away the milky white semen overflowing from her anus, then thrust his massive member at the entrance. "
Let's put some oil on," Fang Jun said from the side.
Without Fang Min roughly spreading her legs, his penis, no less impressive than his brother's, forced its way in. Amid Ji Xiaoyun's screams, he gasped, "Brother, it's fucking tight!" Fang Jun shook his head, sat down on a bench, and panted heavily.
Unlike his brother, Fang Min didn't know any technique; he relied solely on brute force, finally managing to force the head between her legs after a long struggle. Similarly, Fang Min couldn't penetrate any further. "Grandma, I don't believe I can't get it in!" Fang Min thrashed about like a bull.
Suddenly, as Ji Xiaoyun writhed violently, her scream rose eight octaves as if shot. Fang Jun, who was resting nearby, sensed something was wrong. He leaped from his chair and rushed to the table. Sure enough, he saw that his brother's brute force had torn a gash along the upper edge of her anus, crimson blood staining the crevice between her thighs. "
You'll kill her like this!" Fang Jun stamped his feet in frustration. "
Let me thrust a couple more times!" Soon, very soon, Fang Min was nearing his climax, unable to stop his thrusting. "
Don't go any further! Hurry up!" Fang Jun watched as the tear widened, the blood flowing more and more, already trickling down her thighs. "
Okay, okay, don't rush me, almost done!" Fang Jun thrust forward, his penis penetrating nearly a centimeter further. Under the powerful contractions of her anus, he finally couldn't resist, his semen gushing out, shooting even deeper into Ji Xiaoyun's body than his brother had just done.
Fang Jun hurriedly ran into the inner room and brought back Yunnan white powder. At that moment, Fang Min had just pulled out his penis, and bright red blood mixed with milky white semen dripped down, a gruesome sight. "
Bring some water and alcohol," Fang Jun said, still calm, knowing he should clean the wound before applying medicine. "
Okay, okay," Fang Min replied, and soon brought back water and a large bottle of alcohol.
The water could only wash away the filth outside the anus; with each opening and closing of the anus, semen continued to be squeezed out. Fang Jun saw a tear about half a centimeter long above the anus. He took the bottle and poured half a bottle of alcohol into the buttocks.
As soon as the alcohol touched the wound, Ji Xiaoyun screamed and trembled as if electrocuted. Beside her, the solid mahogany tabletop was scratched with fingernail marks. Fang Jun continued to pour alcohol onto the wound until the anus stopped oozing semen, then poured the Yunnan white powder onto the wound. The medicine was indeed very effective; the yellow powder adhered to the wound, and the bleeding stopped after a few moments. "
Look what you've done! So hasty, you've killed her;
then none of us will have a chance to play!" Fang Jun scolded his impetuous younger brother. Fang Jun bowed and said with a forced smile, "It's all my fault, all my fault. I'll listen to you from now on." Ji Xiaoyun was also slumped softly on the mahogany table, a strand of wet hair falling down, obscuring half of her pretty face. At this moment, she looked so helpless, so fragile. The bright mahogany contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin, her bare back and protruding shoulder bones trembling slightly. Her flawless body was twitching slightly. In this day and night, she had suffered more pain than in her entire life combined, but what made her despair was that this was only the beginning. She knew that even greater pain and calamity awaited her.
For a moment, the room fell silent, broken only by everyone's heavy breathing. The exertion had left everyone extremely exhausted. After a long while, Fang Min finally jumped up, shouting, "I'm hungry! Let's get something to eat first, so I have the energy to keep messing with women!" Fang Jun looked at his brother, shaking his head helplessly. Ji Xiaoyun was filled with boundless sorrow. For a woman, to have her own body no longer belong to her own—this sorrow was more painful than death!
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North Korea.
After the enlarged meeting of the Standing Committee, Kim Ding-lip convened a meeting of the Military Commission. He completely rejected Che Kai-ze's proposed defensive counter-offensive strategy of luring the enemy deep into the country and defeating them piecemeal. He passionately proposed to keep the enemy out of the country's borders, ordering the 600,000 troops of the 1st to 6th Army Groups to assemble along the 3rd-8th parallel, with the 7th Army Group on the move, leaving only Park Hyeon-kok's 8th Army Group to guard the rear.
Park Hyun-kook grew increasingly worried. Although South Korea's army was slightly outnumbered by North Korea's, its equipment was far superior, and its air superiority was also stronger. Engaging in a head-on, decisive battle would be extremely risky. "
Once war breaks out, our First and Sixth Army Groups will advance directly into Seoul from both flanks. Once Seoul is captured, the enemy will collapse in a short time, and we will fulfill Chairman Mao's grand vision and unify Korea," Kim Jung-rip waved his hands, brimming with confidence.
Cha Ze-kai frowned. Kim Jung-rip's operational plan seemed good, but the battlefield was ever-changing, and such idealistic plans often led to disaster. He wanted to object several times, but ultimately held back. If he were to lead the opposition now, it would inevitably create a rift with Kim Jung-rip, causing internal chaos, making the war impossible. At this point, they could only wait and see.
War was imminent; which side would the scales of victory tip in?
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Black Sun is a secret armed force directly under the Security Bureau. Early one morning, An Bingquan, the captain of Black Sun's second team, received a call from the Security Bureau director, saying that Vice Chairman Kim Yong-sung had specifically requested that Choi Myung-jin and Choi Young-jin come to his residence that evening.
When An Bingquan told the two sisters this news, their faces changed drastically. "
We won't go," Choi Young-jin said resolutely.
"No!" An Bingquan's face darkened. "This is an order from above. Soldiers are duty-bound to obey orders; we must go.
" Captain An and Choi Young-jin shouted, "Do you know what Kim Yong-sung wants us to do? He wants us sisters to sleep with him!" "You're right. Soldiers should obey. If it were for the country, my sister and I wouldn't even flinch, but to sleep with him? We can't do it!"
An Bingquan remained silent. He knew Kim Yong-seong's character well. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "We've organized a 12-man suicide squad for Operation Wolf Hunt, to assassinate South Korean political figures. We're leaving at noon today. There's only one spot left. Only one of you can go, and the other must go to Chairman Kim. This is the best he can do. Think it over carefully. This mission is extremely dangerous; the chances of survival are slim.
Don't think about it anymore. I'm going to Kim Yong-seong's." Choi Young-jin hugged her sister tightly, said "Take care," and resolutely ran towards the door. "
Wait a minute!" An Bingquan called out as she stepped out the door.
"Any more instructions?" Choi Young-jin didn't turn around. "
They said that once we're with Chairman Kim, we must unconditionally obey all of Chairman Kim's orders," An Bingquan said heavily.
I knew that after saying this, Choi Young-jin disappeared through the doorway.
Looking at the tearful Choi Myung-jin, An Byung-chwan felt a tightness in his chest. He waved his hand and said, "Go and prepare quickly, we're about to depart." Beside the camp was a small hill. Choi Myung-jin ran to the top in one breath, her heart filled with extreme frustration. She couldn't help but open her arms and shout to the sky. Back then, to save Kim So-hee, she had offered herself to the enemy, surrendering to their camp and suffering brutal rape and torture, but she had no regrets. This was the sacrifice a soldier must make for his ideals. But today, as a soldier, she couldn't fight on the front lines, couldn't sacrifice herself for her country, yet she obeyed such absurd orders—it was utterly ridiculous. With the nation's safety hanging by a thread, politicians like Kim Young-sung were still indulging in wine and women, using power to satisfy their own desires. This only fueled Choi Myung-jin's burning anxiety about the Korean War.
Suddenly, someone reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder. Choi Myung-jin jumped, almost instinctively twisting the hand, sweeping her right leg, and twisting her body, knocking the person behind her to the ground.
Ouch! The man tripped and fell hard, crying out in pain. Cui Yingzhen opened her eyes wide and was shocked to see that it was Han Chao'an. "It's you! Weren't you in the hospital?" Han Chao'an had been seriously injured by Baihu Yin Xiao and later rescued by Xie Hanyan. After returning to Korea, he was hospitalized to recover. Although his injuries were severe, he was young and strong, and his condition had improved slightly in the past few days. Hearing that a great battle was imminent, he couldn't stay in the hospital and ran back to the Black Sun Camp. As soon as he entered the camp, he saw Cui Yingzhen rushing up the hill, so he followed her.
Han Chao'an got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and thumped his chest, saying, "I'm all better now! What are you doing in the hospital? I'm so sorry, I didn't know it was you." Cui Yingzhen's cheeks flushed, adding a touch of girlish shyness to her heroic demeanor. She harbored very special feelings for Han Chao'an. She didn't know when it started, but she had fallen in love with him. On the eve of her defection to the enemy camp, she willingly offered him her most precious virginity. If she hadn't done so, the brutality she suffered would have been far more painful. Back in Korea, she was deeply conflicted. She hoped Han Chao'an would reciprocate her feelings, but she was a strong-willed person and wouldn't force her love upon him. There was another reason: she had been raped by the Black Dragon Society and on the Seoul Ship; her body no longer belonged solely to him, and she felt unworthy of him. Choi Young-jin had always kept her love buried deep in her heart, never revealing it. "
You seem unhappy?" Han Chao'an had witnessed her screaming into the cold wind earlier and knew something must be troubling her. Han Chao'an was a smart man; although Choi Young-jin hadn't said anything, he was well aware of her feelings. He and Cui Yingzhen grew up together, trained together, and fought together. He considered Cui Yingzhen family, or more accurately, a brother-sister relationship. That day, Cui Yingzhen offered herself to him, and he couldn't refuse. Of course, he wouldn't despise her because she had been raped by the enemy. He had even carefully considered whether he should be with her.
If no other woman had appeared, they might have truly fallen in love, but love is the most elusive thing in the world. When Han Chaoan first saw Lin Lan, the tremor in his heart told him he had fallen in love with this woman. Because of Lin Lan, Han Chaoan had always avoided Cui Yingzhen; this feeling was unbearable.
Cui Yingzhen smiled. She couldn't tell Han Chaoan about this; what if he acted impulsively and caused trouble? Besides, if she didn't go to Jin Yongsheng's place today, not only herself, but also Captain An Bingquan and even the entire organization would be implicated. At this critical juncture, she didn't want any unforeseen complications to affect the fate of others or the country, not even the slightest one. "
Really nothing's wrong?" Han Chaoan was somewhat skeptical.
"Really, it's nothing. I was just a little upset because I wasn't selected for Operation Wolf Hunt," Choi Young-jin made up an excuse. In her panic, she forgot she shouldn't have revealed such a secret operation. "
Haha, you're really silly. War is about to break out. You're not afraid of missing out on opportunities to kill enemies and earn merit." Han Chao-an felt relieved, his heart finally at ease. After
Han Chao-an said this, everyone suddenly fell silent. Although both of them had a thousand words to say, they didn't know where to begin. "
I just got back, first..." "
You just got back, you should..."
After a long silence, they both spoke at the same time, then stopped, exchanging an awkward smile. "
You go first," Han Chao-an said, afraid of falling into silence again. "
You just got back, you should report to Captain An first," Choi Young-jin said softly.
"Haha, you and I are on the same page! I was just about to say the same thing. Let's report to Captain An first." Han Chao'an smiled to lighten the mood and added, "We grew up together, so we're on the same wavelength." He saw Cui Yingzhen's face flush red, realizing the metaphor was inappropriate, but the words were already out.
Just as he was feeling a bit flustered, Cui Yingzhen smiled understandingly and said, "Then you should go quickly. I'm leaving now." Han Chao'an's face also turned red. Without further hesitation, he turned and left.
Watching Han Chao'an's handsome and upright figure, Cui Yingzhen felt a deep melancholy. The person she loved seemed so close, yet so far away. The thought of being in the arms of another man she utterly loathed and found ugly that night made her feel as if she were immersed in ice water.
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As the city lights began to twinkle, Cui Yingzhen arrived at Jin Yongsheng's mansion. She was still wearing her lieutenant's uniform. In the car, she refused Kim Young-sung's secretary's request to change clothes; she was a soldier, and she didn't want to take off this symbol of honor.
When Choi Young-jin opened the bedroom door, Kim Young-sung was pacing back and forth irritably. The head of the security bureau had reported to him earlier that Choi Myung-jin, one of the two sisters, had departed for South Korea at noon to carry out a secret operation. This greatly displeased him, and he had vented his anger on the phone, berating the bureau chief. He had reviewed the sisters' records and knew that although the elder sister, Choi Myung-jin, had narrowly escaped rape on the Seoul, she was still a virgin, while the younger sister, Choi Young-jin, had been raped by multiple men during the rescue of Kim So-hee and on the Seoul. Most men have a fondness for virgins, so he was more interested in Choi Myung-jin than Choi Young-jin.
Choi Jin entered, and Kim Yong-sung's eyes lit up. The two sisters looked remarkably alike, but upon closer inspection, their temperaments differed. The elder sister, Choi Myung-jin, was more demure, possessing a gentle and refined beauty; while Choi Young-jin was stronger and more resolute, like a plum blossom in the snow, exuding an unyielding pride. She was dressed in military uniform, yet it couldn't conceal her curvaceous figure. Her gaze was cold, and she possessed an unyielding and inviolable righteousness. Her thin lips were tightly pressed together, and her expression carried a hint of sorrow.
Kim Yong-sung was no stranger to beautiful women. Although North Korea was a traditional country, officials of his rank were not without women. However, due to the Chairman's presence, he dared not commit rape or violence. But now it was different. He could use his power to obtain any woman he desired.
Their eyes met for a moment. Kim Young-sung, unable to bear her righteous air, frowned and said, "You're here, why are you still wearing your military uniform? Take it off and change into something else."
Choi Young-jin looked directly into Kim Young-sung's eyes and said, "Chairman Kim, I won't take it off, and I won't change into anything else
!" Kim Young-sung jumped up, "What did you say?! I won't take it off!"
Choi Young-jin said, "I'm here to complete the mission assigned to me by the organization. Although I find this mission incomprehensible, I will still complete it. With you, with you..." Choi Young-jin uttered the word "sleep" with considerable difficulty, and continued, "Sleeping with you is something I don't want to do, so I won't undress myself or change my clothes, but I also won't resist any of your actions."
Kim Young-seong stared wide-eyed at these words. A mere lieutenant daring to contradict him like this ignited his fury. He suddenly took a step forward and slapped Choi Young-jin hard across the face. The slap was crisp and clear; Choi Young-jin didn't dodge, and several red marks appeared on her pale face. "
Who do you think you are! How dare you speak to me like that! Don't even mention you, your captain, and your captain's superior, and even their superior's superior, all treat me with utmost respect, bowing and scraping. What are you!" Another heavy slap landed on Choi Young-jin's face, a trickle of crimson blood flowing from her tightly pressed lips. "
I'm nothing, I'm a member of the Korean People's Army!" Choi Young-jin straightened her body, glaring at Kim Yong-sung.
"You, you—" Kim Yong-sung pointed at her nose, nearly driven mad with rage. "The Korean People's Army! Hahaha!" He laughed maniacally, "I'll strip you of your uniform and see how you're any different from a prostitute!" With that, he grabbed her collar and ripped it open, the buttons scattering like broken pearls. He wasn't just taking her off; he was tearing her uniform. Under his brute force, the grass-green uniform became shredded, like fluttering ribbons draped over her body. In the blink of an eye, Choi Young-jin's underwear was also torn to shreds, her glistening breasts exposed before Kim Yong-sung.
"I'll teach you to be so stubborn!" Seeing those dazzlingly beautiful breasts, Kim Young-seong suddenly found a target for his rage. He grabbed, kneaded, and squeezed those full, firm breasts, shouting incoherently.
Kim Young-seong was very strong; Choi Young-jin stumbled back several steps, her back pressed against the metal armrest of the large bed in the center of the room. The cold iron bar dug painfully into her back. This physical pain was nothing compared to the torture she had suffered in Hong Kong, but Kim Young-seong was her compatriot, a high-ranking government official, yet he had torn apart her sacred military uniform and committed acts worse than beasts. This pain and anguish were beyond words.
Kim Young-sung observed her expression. No matter how he grabbed, pinched, or even twisted her pert nipples with all his might, Choi Young-jin remained silent, her expression barely changing. The calmer she was, the more annoyed Kim Young-sung became. It was like throwing a punch expectantly, hoping for a cry of pain, but instead, it felt like hitting cotton wool—his opponent showed no reaction whatsoever. This feeling of being unable to exert his strength fueled Kim Young-sung's anger.
Kim Young-sung freed one hand and reached for her slender waist, fumbling to unbuckle her belt. Her grass-green trousers fell limply to her ankles. Like most Black Sun members, Choi Young-jin didn't wear thermal underwear even in winter, so after removing her trousers, she was left only in her underwear.
Without hesitation, Kim Young-sung thrust his five fingers into her underwear. "I'll fuck you to death, let's see if you scream!" Kim Young-sung's middle finger slammed into her vagina, followed by his index finger. Although the two fingers combined weren't particularly thick, the sudden, unprepared insertion still caused her immense pain. The fingers digging into her dry, tightly closed vagina only fueled Choi Young-jin's anger.
But this tactic was ineffective. Seeing her lack of reaction, Kim Young-seong thought, "Are you a wooden doll?"
He lowered his head, grabbed Choi Young-jin's breast, and bit down hard. It was a real bite; his brownish-yellow teeth dug deep into the flesh. When he opened his mouth, her breast resembled a blooming, bright red peach blossom, with blood seeping from a row of teeth marks. The pain was far more intense than before. Choi Young-jin couldn't help but gasp, gripping the iron bars behind her back with both hands, a soft thud escaping her nostrils.
Kim Young-seong, unsatisfied with his first bite, bit down hard again, his fingers inside her vagina being pulled upwards with even greater force, forcing Choi Young-jin to stand on tiptoe.
Choi Young-jin endured it all, watching him bite her snow-white breasts like a wolf, leaving them bloodied and raw. Anger gathered in her chest, and she struggled to suppress her rage. Kim Young-seong was nearing madness; he forced his ring finger into her vagina, nearly tearing the vaginal walls apart. Then he withdrew two fingers, finding the clitoris above her labia, and pinched the soft flesh with his nails. Finally, he bit down on her nipple. Just as it was about to be severed, Choi Young-jin couldn't bear it any longer. She pushed him away violently, causing him to stumble and nearly fall.
Kim Young-seong froze for three seconds, then pounced like an enraged lion. In that instant, Choi Young-jin calmed down and didn't resist. She was forcibly dragged onto the large bed. Kim Young-sung removed his robe, his fat, fleshy body pressing tightly against her. He grabbed her long, slender legs with one hand and placed them on his shoulder, while the other hand gripped his erect penis and shoved it into her.
Choi Young-jin was almost unable to breathe under the pressure. The tearing pain as the penis forcefully penetrated her brought back memories of being raped in Hong Kong and on the Seoul train. The first two times, she couldn't resist, but today, she could struggle. She could easily knock the man on top of her to the ground, but reason told her she couldn't. Although the physical pain of the previous two times was far greater, now, the humiliation of being able to use her strength was even more unbearable.
Kim Young-sung had originally planned to take it slow, but because of Choi Young-jin's arrogance and defiance, things had escalated to this point, which was not his intention. However, during the violent conquest, he felt an unusual excitement he had never experienced before. He sat on Choi Young-jin's lap, his other leg pressed against her chest. A surge of power, seemingly from nowhere, propelled him forward with the ferocity of a young man; he hadn't felt this vigorous in a long, long time. But the pleasure
was short-lived. In just a minute, he couldn't control his volcanic eruption of desire. With a brief spasm and a roar, Kim Young-sung ejaculated. "Damn it," Kim Young-sung cursed. "Too fast!" He hadn't even had time to savor the pleasure before it was over. Seeing Choi Young-jin's cold gaze, he saw not only anger and disgust in her eyes, but also contempt. That look made him feel like he'd swallowed a fly, an indescribable unease. He wanted to regain his virility, but he was already over fifty, his body ravaged by alcohol and women. His penis, uncooperatively shrinking, reluctantly slipped out of her body under the pressure of her vagina.
Kim Yong-sung sat up, draped his robe over himself, went to the liquor cabinet, poured himself a glass of wine, and swallowed a few pills with the wine. It was an imported aphrodisiac, used to help with erections; Kim Yong-sung often relied on it. " Vice
Chairman Kim, can I go now?" Choi Young-jin sat up on the edge of the bed. She desperately wanted to leave.
"No!" Kim Yong-sung said firmly. Choi Young-jin's expression darkened, but she had anticipated that Kim Yong-sung wouldn't let her off so easily. Although the room was heated, she felt cold being naked. She looked down at herself; her breasts were covered in bloodstains like blooming peach blossoms, another mark of shame inflicted by men. A semi-transparent fluid flowed between her legs; although she had taken birth control pills before coming, the fluid still disgusted her. She involuntarily thought of Han Chao-an, feeling even more distant from him, her heart heavy. " Come here," Kim Yong-sung beckoned to her. Choi Young-jin remained seated, shaking her head. From the moment she entered the room, she had decided to face Kim Young-seong with this attitude. Even if she were to have him and her body, she would make him uncomfortable. She hoped that after this night, Kim Young-seong would never come looking for her again. Kim Young-seong flew into a rage again, throwing the glass in his hand at her. Choi Young-jin had no chance to dodge; the glass struck her forehead, and sharp shards cut her head, drawing a trickle of blood from her fine hair. " You won't say a word when I curse you, you won't say a word when I hit you, you won't say a word when I fuck you, are you fucking dead?!" Kim Young-seong stood up, roaring as he rushed over, pinning her back onto the bed and beating her wildly, scratching and pinching her body. After a while, Kim Young-seong was panting heavily. After all, he was getting old, and his strength was failing him. Sweat beaded on his forehead. He stopped, looking at Choi Young-jin's still cold and disdainful eyes, feeling somewhat dejected. He quickly pressed the call button by the bedside and asked his assistant, Jin Ling, to bring in two guards.

Being Kim Yong-sung's assistant meant he was in cahoots with him. The moment Jin Ling entered the room and saw Choi Young-jin's naked body, his eyes lit up.
Kim Yong-sung casually said from the bedside, "Ling, I'm a little tired and can't satisfy her. You two take over."
Seeing Kim Yong-sung resort to such despicable means, Choi Young-jin, supporting her battered body, was too angry to speak. "
What, is that not allowed? You said you came to complete a mission, so I'll make sure you complete it perfectly." Kim Yong-sung laughed loudly.
Jin Ling was the first to strip naked and climb onto the bed. He had been captivated by Choi Young-jin's beauty when she entered, and now, with this golden opportunity, he wasn't about to let it slip by. The other two guards hesitated briefly before also undressing and getting into bed. "
She's a stone beauty, you can take your time. Whoever can bring her to orgasm will be richly rewarded!" Kim Yong-sung also sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't play this kind of game often, so it felt particularly novel.
"I know, even if it's a stone, I'll make it bloom," Jin Ling leered, placing two guards on either side of her. He then knelt between Cui Yingzhen's legs and began to caress her private parts. Jin Ling was a master at playing with women; he was very skillful. Under his caresses, the clitoris above her labia slowly swelled. "
You call yourself a stone woman? You get hard with just one touch!" Jin Ling parted her labia, pinching the protruding flesh for Jin Yongsheng to see.
"Hmm, continue," Jin Yongsheng said with satisfaction. Jin Ling had the two guards lift her buttocks and inserted two fingers into her secret place, beginning to thrust slowly and gradually faster. Because her vagina still contained Jin Yongsheng's semen, it was very lubricated, and Jin Ling thrust more and more vigorously.
The clitoris swelled and became congested after caressing; this was a purely physiological reaction and not directly related to sexual desire. However, Cui Yingzhen didn't understand these things. Hearing Jin Ling say that her body had changed, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Is it good to be fucked by a man like this? If it is, scream!" Kim Young-sung said with a grin. Choi Young-jin looked at Kim Young-sung, hesitant to speak. "
Say what you want to say!" Kim Young-sung said. "
You are all government officials. The country is facing a crisis, yet you do such things. I feel sorry for you and for the country!" Choi Young-jin finally spoke.
Kim Young-sung's face turned red and then white. "Fuck her! Fuck her to death!" he roared at Kim Ling. Kim Ling was startled and quickly pulled out his fingers, replacing them with his own penis, and thrusting it into Choi Young-jin's secret place. "
What do you know about national affairs! What do you think you are! I heard that you were gang-raped by the Black Dragon Society in Hong Kong, and played with by men on the Seoul. You are a slut who is used by everyone, a whore who is fucked every day, and you still want to talk to me about national affairs!" Kim Young-sung was furious and pointed at Choi Young-jin, who was swaying from side to side as Kim Ling thrust into her.
His words touched a raw nerve with Choi Young-jin. Her face turned deathly pale. She had been raped twice, both times for the sake of her country. Yet, Kim Young-sung, the Vice President of the country, had stooped to such shamelessness. How could she not feel heartache? "Yes, I've been raped!" Choi Young-jin said. "You were rapists too!" The two guards beside her, still retaining a shred of conscience, stopped their grip on her breasts after hearing their conversation. A hint of reluctance crossed their faces, but they dared not say anything in the face of Kim Young-sung's power. "
You—" Kim Young-sung was enraged to hear Choi Young-jin describe him as a rapist, but he didn't know how to deal with her.
After saying this, Choi Young-jin ignored him. She turned her head, closed her eyes, and remained silent as Kim Young-sung thrust his penis deep inside her. Kim Young-sung, his face ashen, got out of bed, went to the liquor cabinet, took out a bottle of strong liquor, and took a large gulp.
Seeing his annoyed expression, Jin Ling lost his will to continue. While women were important, pleasing his master was always more crucial. He moved away from Cui Yingzhen's body and walked to Jin Yongsheng's side, softly calling out, "Chairman!" Jin
Yongsheng ignored him, pointing at the two guards and shouting, "Who told you to stop? Keep going, keep going!"
The two guards exchanged glances, and one of them pressed down on her. As his penis entered Cui Yingzhen, he whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry." "
Chairman, we need to think of a way to punish her," Jin Ling said. "
What way? I heard she was captured by the Black Dragon Society in Hong Kong and subjected to all sorts of torture; she's incredibly tough!"
Jin Yongsheng said. "
Chairman, I have an idea," Jin Ling whispered in Jin Yongsheng's ear.
"Good! Good!" Jin Yongsheng laughed loudly. "Go quickly!"
A moment later, Jin Ling returned, carrying two iron bars over a meter long and several rolls of rope. "Tie her to the iron bars!" The two guards stopped, each picking up an iron bar. One was placed across her feet, binding them together; the other was level with her shoulders, binding her hands. Choi Young-jin was lifted off the bed, standing upright on the floor, arms outstretched, legs spread at a ninety-degree angle.
Choi Young-jin didn't know what they wanted to do, but having endured so much torture in Hong Kong, she wasn't afraid of Kim Young-seung's methods. However, she was wrong; Kim Young-seung was more brutal than she imagined. "
Alright, you can come in now," Jin Ling called out towards the door. The door opened, and Choi Young-jin's heart leaped into her throat. A guard entered, followed by two enormous, ferocious wolfhounds, each over half a person's height. Choi Young-jin had been bitten by a dog when she was very young, so she had an inexplicable fear of dogs. However, what she truly feared was something she dared not think about further. "Has she
been injected with the drug?" Jin Ling asked the handler holding the wolves. "Yes
, the handler did," the handler replied. He loosened his leash, and the two wolfhounds suddenly rushed to Cui Yingzhen's side, barking wildly, nudging her naked body with their noses, and licking her with their long tongues. The guards of these two male dogs had been injected with aphrodisiacs, so they were in a state of intense estrus. "
Since you're not interested in people, I'll just have to bring you my two treasures to have some fun!" Jin Yongsheng laughed loudly.
One of the large wolfhounds stood up, pounced on her, placed its paws on her scarred breasts, and licked her chin with its red tongue.
Cui Yingzhen twisted her head, trying to avoid him. Although she had a strong will, being raped by two beasts was still beyond her psychological capacity. "
Beg for mercy, and perhaps I'll take pity on you," Jin Yongsheng said smugly, sensing her fear.
Jin Ling chimed in, "Show her those two treasures, let her see them!" The trainer gave a signal, and one of the wolfhounds lay down on its back. A half-foot-long, dark red fleshy rod was visible beneath its brownish-yellow belly. "
Don't underestimate this thing," Jin Ling said. "When it gets hard, it'll be thick at the top and thin at the bottom; once it's in, you won't be able to pull it out!
" "You're all beasts!" Cui Yingzhen, overwhelmed with grief, couldn't help but curse angrily.
Cui Yingzhen was laid flat on the ground, the iron rod binding her legs resting on a bench, her lower body completely suspended in the air . Two wolfhounds, each weighing nearly a hundred pounds, surrounded her, sniffing, licking, and biting. Although they weren't using much force, their claws still left bloody marks on her fair skin.
"Let's begin!" Jin Yongsheng said excitedly. At the trainer's signal, one of the wolfhounds crawled between Cui Yingzhen's parted legs, its paws on her shoulders, its head close to her face, its heavy breathing almost making her faint. A hard object pressed between her legs; Cui Yingzhen immediately knew it was the dog's genitals. She twisted her body, but her entire body was bound so tightly that she couldn't move.
The wolfhound, untrained, couldn't penetrate her despite several attempts, howling in frustration. Seeing this, the trainer moved behind the dog, bent down, and gently squeezed its erect penis, inserting it into Choi Young-jin's pink vulva.
The dog's penis was much hotter than a human's; Choi Young-jin felt as if a red-hot iron bar was being branded into her vagina. She screamed wildly, her fists clenched, her toes pointed, in excruciating pain. "
How is it? Is it good?" Kim Young-seong squatted down on top of her, laughing maniacally.
As the wolfhound's penis penetrated halfway, Cui Yingzhen's eyes widened in fury. She jerked her head back, her forehead slamming into the wolfhound's head—her only resistance. The impact was severe; the wolfhound howled in pain, its body thrown aside. This collision enraged the wolfhound, which rolled over, opening its blood-red jaws to bite at Cui Yingzhen's throat. Fortunately, just as its teeth touched her neck, the trainer grabbed the leash on its collar and pulled it back.
Still struggling, Jinling brought another rope and placed it around her neck, restricting her only remaining movement.
The trainer then had the wolfhound attack again. Dogs are intelligent; because Cui Yingzhen had hurt it, this time it placed its paws on her breasts, its sharp claws digging tightly into her flesh. The trainer then repeated the process, inserting the wolfhound's genitals into Cui Yingzhen's body. This time, she was utterly powerless to resist.
The wolfhound's genitals swelled inside Cui Yingzhen's body, stretching her vaginal walls. Then, the wolfhound sat up and began thrusting rapidly. Unlike humans, dogs thrust much faster. Cui Yingzhen finally couldn't withstand it and screamed in agony, a sound so shrill it was unbearable to hear. Suddenly, a piercing gunshot rang out in the room. One of the two guards who had entered with Jin Ling drew his gun and shot the wolfhound, which was vigorously ravaging Cui Yingzhen, dead. Everyone in the room froze. The guard stood there, gun in hand, dumbfounded. As a soldier, a soldier with a conscience, he couldn't bear to see his compatriot being so cruelly and inhumanely abused by a beast. "
You've rebelled!" Park San and Kim Young-seong snapped out of their daze and roared furiously.
The guard named Park San, realizing the enormity of his mistake, knelt down with a thud. "Chairman, she's so pitiful, please let her go," he stammered.
A warm feeling welled up in Choi Young-jin's chest, and her eyes moistened. She felt a deep sense of relief that righteousness
still existed in the world. "Park San, you've been my bodyguard for more than a year or two. If it weren't for me, your whole family would be in a labor camp long ago. Instead of repaying me, you even fired a shot in my room! I think you've had enough of life, your whole family has had enough of life!" Kim Young-seong said sinisterly.
Park San's heart skipped a beat. He knew Kim Young-seong's vengeful nature and knew that this shot would bring unpredictable disaster not only to himself but also to his entire family. He smiled bitterly and said, "Chairman, I will never forget your great kindness. I'm sorry, sir. As a soldier, I can't bear to see my compatriots being abused by beasts. Chairman, it's all my fault. I'm willing to take the blame alone. Please, have mercy and don't make things difficult for my parents and my sister. I beg you!" He kowtowed deeply to Kim Young-seong and resolutely pointed the pistol at his temple. "
Don't!" Choi Young-jin shouted loudly from the side.
Everything was irreversible. A gunshot rang out, a blossom of blood appeared on Park San's head, and he collapsed to the ground. Though dead, his eyes remained wide open in defiance.
Park's older brother, Choi Young, wept bitterly. A woman of strong emotions, she knew that although she had only spent less than an hour with Park San and hadn't exchanged a single word, he was deeply etched into her memory, one she would never forget.
What a disappointment! Kim Yong-sung hadn't expected so much trouble tonight. Looking at the blood-soaked room, he had little sexual desire left. He decided not to sleep here tonight and turned to leave.
As he reached the door, Jin Ling called out, "Chairman, what about this woman?"
Kim Yong-sung turned around, glaring at Choi Young-jin, and said hatefully, "Isn't there still a dog? Continue. Also, have all the guards here have their way with her. Anyone who refuses, let them go. Let her leave at dawn."
He stepped out the door, then remembered something and turned back, saying, "Oh, right, get a camera and film it. I want to see it tomorrow!" "
Understood!" Jin Ling replied. After Kim Young-sung left, he ordered his men to remove the bodies of Park San and the wolfhound. Choi Young-jin was carried to the living room, where a high-end Sony digital camcorder was set up, and then the trainer led another wolfhound in.
Choi Young-jin was immersed in immense grief, for herself and for Park San. The fiery genitals of a beast pounded wildly inside her body, sharp claws scratched at her, the furry body pressed tightly against her, and a wet, blood-red tongue flickered before her eyes. Could life be more tragic than this? Choi Young-jin's heart was ashen. She cursed the blind heavens, cursed those men who were worse than beasts, and even more tragically, the fate of the nation was in the hands of such people. The despairing pain plunged her into utter darkness.
The large wolfhound continued for a full fifteen minutes before stopping, and those fifteen minutes felt like an eternity to Choi Young-jin. Jin Ling gathered the guards, a total of thirteen. He announced Kim Yong-sung's order. Most of these thirteen had already heard about the Park San incident, their eyes filled with anger and indignation, but they dared not disobey Kim Yong-sung's orders. Only three or four men had eyes full of anticipation; for them, the opportunity to have sex with a beauty like Choi Young-jin was incredibly rare.
Jin Ling ordered several guards to carry a large basin of clean water and immerse Choi Young-jin's genitals in it, as her vagina still contained dog semen, which needed to be cleaned. The mere presence of dog semen disgusted them; one can only imagine the pain Choi Young-jin endured after being raped by a dog. The red-glowing DV camera recorded everything, documenting the entire ordeal of a North Korean female soldier being brutally violated by her compatriots.
Jin Ling was the first to enter. As his penis penetrated Choi Young-jin's body, he shook his head, saying, "
Why are you so stubborn? Just obey Chairman Kim, and nothing will happen.
" Choi Young-jin sneered, "Obey? Be a shameless slave like you?" "You disgust me!"
Jin Ling's face darkened. He wanted to lash out, but he held back. He knew he was out of options and couldn't think of any more ways to make her submit. He could only thrust his penis violently into her body, focusing on enjoying the immense pleasure. Although Cui Yingzhen had been raped by many men, it wasn't many times, so her vagina was still very tight, the tender flesh tightly gripping his penis. In no time, Jin Ling reached orgasm.
Afterward, one guard after another took turns. Each time, Cui Yingzhen's genitals were immersed in water, washing her secret place filled with men's semen. Several guards whispered "sorry" in her ear while having sex with her, finishing quickly as if completing a task. But some others, like finding a treasure, touched and grabbed her, and lasted a particularly long time. Because of the constant soaking in cold water, Cui Yingzhen's lower body was somewhat numb. She looked at the swaying faces, their images overlapping in the lamplight. Although the physical violence she had suffered today might not have been as severe as the electric shock she had endured, the emotional pain was far greater. Her endurance had already been pushed to its limit during Park San's suicide attempt; now she was exhausted and her mind was somewhat clouded.
In less than an hour and a half, the thirteen guards plus Jin Ling, a total of fourteen, had finished. The basin of water beside Cui Yingzhen was now murky. "
Anyone else want to go?" Jin Ling asked.
"No, most of them said in unison. A few who wanted to go again dared not utter a sound when they saw the angry looks of their companions."
Jin Ling was also tired. He waved his hand and said, "You two stay. Let her go at dawn." He then took the DV camera and left the room.
Everyone dispersed, leaving only two guards. They untied the ropes binding Cui Yingzhen, brought her a cotton robe to wear, and almost simultaneously stood at attention, saluted, and then stood at the doorway with their chests puffed out like sentries.
Cui Yingzhen hugged the robe tightly, tears welling up uncontrollably again. In the darkness, she waited for dawn to arrive…
………
...
Mo Zhentian, the leader of the Black Dragon Society, wore a bronze mask and a wide black robe, seated on a massive mahogany chair. Before him, a young woman in a lace tank top, a semi-transparent miniskirt, and white knee-high boots danced gracefully to lively music. The room was dimly lit, but it was clear that nothing was visible beneath her skirt. With each leg movement, alluring pink buds, like delicate red lips, opened and closed, exuding boundless charm. Her dance was incredibly seductive, yet her appearance was utterly innocent; the two contrasting impressions blended together, enough to make any man's blood boil.
The music suddenly intensified, the performance reaching its climax. The young woman's waist swayed back lightly like a willow branch in the wind, one hand bracing against the floor, her body arched like a crescent moon, her silver-red nail polished fingers thrusting between her open legs.
Amidst the erotic music, Mo Zhentian listened to her faint moans and watched as the girl's smooth, newborn-like private parts oozed a few drops of honey-like fluid. Sweat began to bead on his forehead.
When the music ended, the girl slumped softly to the ground, panting heavily. She had danced for a full hour before Mo Zhentian, her strength utterly depleted. But after a moment, she rose from the ground, obediently kneeling at Mo Zhentian's feet, and softly asked, "Master, would you like to dance again?" Mo Zhentian reached out and gently lifted the girl's innocent face, saying, "You danced well. What ballet will you dance next? A selection from Swan Lake, Master." "Oh, alright." Mo Zhentian paused, he had been preparing to get down to business, but hearing her words, he decided to wait a little longer.
The girl stood up, walked to the corner where a travel bag lay, and without hesitation or pause, she took off her clothes, changed into another set of tight-fitting clothes, and then fumbled in the bag to find a pair of pure white ballet shoes.
Perhaps she was too tired, or perhaps the shoes were too small; it took the girl a long time to put on her dance shoes. She stood up with some difficulty and tiptoed back to Mo Zhentian.
Soft music began, and the graceful, proud white swan began to dance. She danced professionally and with great focus. Halfway through, while performing a single-leg spin, she suddenly slipped and fell, like a swan struck by a bullet. A look of terror crossed her face as she struggled to her feet, but the fall twisted her ankle, and she fell again.
Mo Zhentian waved his hand, indicating she didn't need to get up. The girl remained anxious and trembling on the ground. "
I heard you know some basic martial arts," Mo Zhentian said. "How come your stamina is so poor?"
The girl paused, then said, "I'm sorry, Master. I didn't sleep well last night while choreographing these dances." Mo Zhentian beckoned to her, and the girl crawled to his lap like a docile lamb. "
So you studied dance at the University of Hong Kong," Mo Zhentian asked with interest.
"Yes," the young girl replied. "
You also have an older sister named Yan Lanyin, who is a Hong Kong police officer, is that right?" Mo Zhentian asked. This girl was Yan Lanyin's younger sister, Yan Feixue. Mo Zhentian had heard Li Quan mention her before, so he ordered Li Quan to bring her here. He had been feeling very frustrated lately and needed to vent.
Yan Feixue's thin shoulders trembled slightly. No matter how dejected she was, she would still be moved when someone mentioned her sister's name. After being kidnapped to the Silver Moon Pavilion, she was incredibly strong. Li Quan spent half a month using all sorts of horrifying and brutal methods, including drugs, to finally subdue her. After all, she was only a twenty-year-old girl in the prime of her life. Before this, she had no idea of the dangers of the world. When she was locked in a glass box full of snakes and insects, injected with strong aphrodisiacs, hung in the hall and played with by more than ten men, and had chili water poured into her mouth, nose, vagina, and anus, she had no choice but to submit to their lewdness. In this endless darkness, if there was any light, it was her sister. She fantasized that one day her sister would rescue her, and this fantasy sustained her through each passing day like a walking corpse.
Mo Zhentian grabbed her shoulders and made her sit on his lap. Like the outfit she had worn earlier, she had no undergarments under her skirt. Mo Zhentian reached out and touched her clitoris, inserting his fingertips into her soft, warm secret place. "I heard that it was Tex who deflowered you?" Mo Zhentian said, a hint of jealousy in his voice. If she were still a virgin, it would have been even more enjoyable.
The image of Tex's enormous, mule-like penis flashed through Yan Feixue's mind, and she couldn't help but shiver. Unconsciously, her vagina tightened, gripping Mo Zhentian's inserted fingers.
It was her first time, after all, and the mention of it elicited a rather strong reaction from Mo Zhentian. He didn't like playing with wooden beauties; he harbored a strong desire for conquest and violence. Therefore, he deliberately sought out some reasons to provoke Yan Feixue and see her reaction.
"How many men have you slept with?" Mo Zhentian asked again.
Yan Lanyin was startled again. She hadn't expected the man in the bronze mask to ask such a question. After hesitating for a long time, she said, "How could I not know? It doesn't need to be precise, just give a rough number." Mo Zhentian's tone clearly showed some displeasure.
On the way here, Li Quan had repeatedly ordered that any request from Mo Zhentian must be fulfilled, or there would be terrible punishment. Yan Lanyin was terrified of him, so she had to seriously consider Mo Zhentian's question. This question was not easy to answer, mainly because the scope of the word "搞" (gao) was difficult to define. What does "搞" mean? Does someone who has touched her count as "搞"? And what about men who have given her chili water, dripped wax, given her enemas, or shaved her? If she only counted normal sexual intercourse, there weren't many, only eleven in total, she remembered clearly. But there were many more who had given her oral or breast sex, dozens, she couldn't remember the exact number. Also, there were more than ten men who had raped her anally, does that count as "搞"? "
Is that too many? Can't you remember the number?" "Even if you can't remember, you have a rough number."
Seeing the confusion on her face, Mo Zhentian couldn't help but ask.
"Excuse me, Master, what does '搞' mean?" "Does it refer to sexual intercourse?" Yan Feixue could only ask this question, her face slightly flushed. Li Quan's training of her was not yet complete. Although she had completely submitted in action, she had not yet become a true sex slave who had abandoned all shame.

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