Voyeurism

He repeatedly stated that he had absolutely no ill intentions towards the girl. Is liking someone a mistake? He couldn't understand why she would be so perverted as to resort to such extreme measures. When he woke up in the morning and saw that most of his genitals had been severed, he endured the pain and called the police, then dialed 120 (emergency services) to be taken to the hospital. Despite the doctors' best efforts, they couldn't save his genitals…
After graduating from university, he took out a loan to open a small photo studio, specializing in wedding photography and acting as a wedding emcee, due to his photography skills. To be honest, his studio wasn't doing very well. During peak season, he was extremely busy, with revenue several times that of the off-season. During the off-season, business was extremely poor, with almost no customers.
Although his business barely broke even, he still couldn't bear to give it up. There was a little-known reason for this: some fashionable and avant-garde girls liked to expose themselves during their photoshoots, which satisfied his perverted voyeuristic desires. He'd been like this since he was a child. He had three older sisters, and he'd stand beside them while they bathed, watching with bated breath. As he grew older, unable to watch openly, he preferred to steal glances, gradually becoming addicted. Later, learning that photography could satisfy this craving, he frantically studied photography, solely to fulfill this perverse desire.
Whenever a girl came for a photoshoot, he'd find ways to get them to undress a little, then a little more, until finally, nude. Some girls blushed with embarrassment, but he watched with heightened arousal, a barely perceptible excitement stirring within him. Every night, looking at these girls' nude photos, he experienced that intoxicating, soul-stirring feeling, utterly captivated, until he finally lost his erection, sighing with regret. How wonderful it would be to spend a night with these beauties!
So, he began searching for his target and soon discovered that Xiaotong (pseudonym), a junior at **University who frequently came to his studio for photoshoots, was incredibly beautiful and captivating, with a wasp waist and ample breasts comparable to the popular actress Fan Bingbing. Given his expertise in this area, he quickly had a makeup artist do her makeup and dress her up, then photographed her from various angles.
Retro styles exuded a wild and eccentric charm, fashionable styles revealed bold allure, European styles were vibrant and graceful, and American styles made her look sexy and alluring. Holding these photos, Xiaotong asked somewhat worriedly, "Won't there be any problems with these?" He patted his chest and said, "It's fine. Society now allows for diversity. Someone like you will definitely become a big star in three years..." These few words made Xiaotong overjoyed, and she immediately signed a three-year "photography" contract with him.
His memory was truly superb; with the scenes and angles he chose, Xiaotong appeared ethereal and otherworldly. Some photos give off a pure, girl-next-door vibe, with white dresses, red ballet shoes, light blush, and deep blue eyeshadow. Long, silky hair paired with a classic red satin top, she hides under flowering trees, gazing lovingly into the distance, or resting her chin on her hand in thoughtful contemplation. Almost everyone who sees her says she possesses a captivating charm, which is why she unsurprisingly won first place in several school photography competitions.
Others are truly alluring, like seductive beauties, revealing long, beautiful legs, slanted bangs, heavy amber smoky makeup, delicate fingers partially obscuring her face, wearing low-cut, pale yellow evening gowns with a large magnolia flower pinned to her chest. This photo made her the center of attention in the provincial portrait photography competition. To thank him, Xiaotong treated him as a confidant and older brother, investing half of her prize money in the photography studio each time—a kind of joint investment!
Having spent so much time together, Xiaotong had completely let her guard down with him. She told him everything about her life: during a competition, a seasoned man tried to sexually harass her, and how she cleverly managed to escape; how her boyfriend in school lost his virginity, and how she was devastated… He knew her inside and out.
However, to Xiaotong's utter shock, this man she considered her confidant sold her photos to a pornographic website, replacing almost all the female characters' images with her own. She was furious and ashamed, but couldn't retaliate, suppressing her anger out of gratitude for his past kindness. In her heart, however, she cursed him a thousand times over.
Xiaotong immediately canceled the contract and walked away without looking back. But he found himself deeply in love with this girl. He retrieved her negatives and plastered her photos all over his small room. Each day felt like an eternity, filled with unbearable longing. Looking at Xiaotong in the photos, he felt increasingly restless, an irrepressible urge erupting within him like a volcano. He would often wake up in the morning, seeing his own masterpiece on his underwear, his face flushed with shame.
He lost all interest in other girls. Even when some asked to show some skin, it couldn't ignite the fire in his heart. It seemed only Xiaotong could make that fire burn brighter. Gradually, he felt increasingly inadequate for each photoshoot, the quality becoming inconsistent. Eventually, he closed the photo studio, solely to find Xiaotong. However, to his astonishment, Xiaotong's current situation was dire. Because he had sold her photos to criminals, she was now infamous. She was turned away from a modeling agency on the spot.
Soon, he saw Xiaotong. He didn't know that Xiaotong had not only been dumped by her boyfriend but had also been used by him, her mind extremely twisted and perverse. Seeing him willingly offer himself up, she vented all her resentment on him. That night, after getting him drunk, he groped Xiaotong. Xiaotong was heartbroken, but she let him vent his lust on her like a wolf. Then, Xiaotong took out scissors, closed her eyes, and blood flowed, splattering all over her face, but she smiled…
When he woke up the next morning, Xiaotong was gone, leaving only a strand of long hair and half of his severed genitals…
A deep sorrow welled up within him; everything proved the saying, "Heaven's sins can be forgiven; man's sins cannot be forgiven." He sighed.

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