high school girls

I'm a high school sophomore, and recently something really big happened—I'd say something terrifying. It was 5:30 PM that day when I got home from school. When I arrived, no one was home.
"Mom! I'm home!"
Hmm…strange? Nobody's home? Oh well, I'll take a shower first!
I usually shower as soon as I get home from school. I went to the bathroom, changed out of my uniform, folded it neatly, and then took off my underwear and put it next to my uniform. Since our bathroom is a two-story building, there's a small changing room after the changing room, so we usually keep our toiletries there and only go out naked to get dressed after showering. After
taking off my clothes in the changing room, I went to the bathroom completely naked. I filled the bathtub with hot water, then took a small chair and sat down to wash my hair. Because I have long, black hair, almost reaching my chest, it always takes me a long time to wash it.
About ten minutes later, after I finished washing my hair, I suddenly heard the front door open. I thought it must be my mom! She usually goes grocery shopping around this time! So I shouted from the bathroom, "Mom! You're back!"
I waited for a while but there was no response; she probably didn't hear me.
Although I didn't lock the changing room door after entering the bathroom, the men in my family don't come home until after six o'clock anyway, so no man would accidentally enter the bathroom while I was showering. I continued washing my body without worry, the showerhead hitting my chest, the strong water jet stimulating my sensitive nipples.
My breasts have been getting bigger lately, currently around a C cup. Generally, I always wash my private parts when showering, and I was no exception. I grabbed the showerhead, sighed, and inserted it into my vagina. The vagina needs to be cleaned and maintained properly, after all, this is the part where I will have children with the person I love in the future!
Every time I wash my vagina, it feels itchy, and I laugh while washing. After washing, I prepared to take a bath in the tub. I soaked in the tub for about five minutes, and I even felt a little sleepy. Just then, the changing room door opened. I thought it was my mother helping me get ready, so I kept my eyes closed while taking a bath. Unexpectedly, the footsteps grew closer, seemingly heading towards the bathroom. I immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly opened my eyes. To my surprise, two tall, muscular men were standing in front of me. One wore glasses and a suit, while the other wore a t-shirt and beach shorts.
I realized something was wrong, but it was too late. I could only blame myself for being too careless; even at home, one shouldn't let their guard down. These two menacing men saw me and yanked me out of the bathtub. I struggled desperately, which only resulted in them slapping me several times. They dragged me out of the bathtub, and during the forced movement, my chest rubbed against the concrete tub, causing me to scream in pain. They ignored me, only appearing flustered and anxious.
They dragged me from the bathroom to the living room, my body constantly rubbing against the floor, especially my tender breasts, which couldn't withstand such abuse and were already slightly chafed. I didn't even have time to react. I was dragged out without even putting on a towel, and there were obvious water stains and marks on the floor where I had been dragged.
I was terrified and screamed in panic, "What...what do you want! Let me go! You two bad guys! Let me go!"
They just grinned lewdly, ignoring my struggles, and dragged me out the door.
Just then, I heard someone shout outside, "You thugs inside, you're surrounded! Put down your hostages and weapons and surrender! Stop resisting!"
When was my house surrounded by the police? How could I not know? Ah! Could this have happened while I was asleep in the bathtub? I didn't have time to think about that now; I had to calmly face the danger before me.
How could I calm down? I was being held hostage by two tall men, a frail high school girl, and I was completely naked. I was terrified that if anything happened, these two thugs would rape and defile me.
When I was dragged to the front door, the two thugs seemed to realize something. The man in the suit and glasses said to the man in the t-shirt next to him, "Go back to the bathroom and bring her uniform! Put it on her!"
The man went back to the bathroom.
Then the man with glasses helped me up, but his hand was on my chest. He then pulled out a large gun about fifty centimeters long and said to me, "If you want to live, you'd better obey my orders. If you don't, this gun will riddle you with bullets in your private parts! Little sister..."
I was so scared that I couldn't speak. My whole body was trembling, and I could only nod vigorously to indicate that I was willing to cooperate.
A short while later, the man in the t-shirt brought over my uniform and gestured for me to put it on. At first, I hesitated because the two men were staring at me. Unexpectedly, the man with glasses got angry and yelled, "Damn it! Put your clothes on! Do you want to die?!"
I had no choice but to put the uniform back on in front of the two men. However, I couldn't find my underwear anywhere in the pile. I begged them to let me put it back on, but the man with glasses got angry again, "What do you need that stuff for! Just wear whatever! You're such a nag!"
Afraid of angering him, I obediently put on the uniform shirt and short school skirt he brought. The skirt even slipped down a couple of times because my trembling hands couldn't hold it properly. I never imagined that my first time being naked would be under such circumstances.
After I was dressed, the two men helped me out the door. As soon as I stepped outside, I saw more than a dozen police cars and a bunch of police officers, all pointing their guns at our location. Every officer had a look of utter surprise on their face. I knew they were surprised that the criminals had taken me hostage, making the arrest even more difficult. Actually, another reason was that I was being held captive. Although I was dressed, my clothes weren't very neat; the buttons on my shirt were haphazardly fastened, and my nipples were showing through the thin uniform. My short skirt
was lifted up, revealing my pubic hair from a distance. Combined with the cute appearance of a high school girl with wet hair and a body that hadn't been dried, the twenty-odd police officers present were stunned.
A moment later, one of the leading officers, holding a megaphone, said, "Please put down the hostages, drop your weapons, and cooperate with the police. We will treat you leniently!"
Unexpectedly, the bespectacled man shouted, "You son of a bitch! xxx!" and then opened fire with his large gun. Gunshots rang incessantly in my ears. I was terrified and kept shouting, "Stop! Don't shoot anymore!"
I had never experienced anything like this before, and I burst into tears on the spot! I cried and begged them to stop shooting at the police, but the man in the t-shirt pulled out a grenade and threw it at the police. There was a deafening explosion, and four or five police cars exploded and burst into flames. More than ten police officers were blown away, and some limbs flew towards me. I lowered my head in fear, unable to bear watching what was happening, but the man with glasses grabbed my hair and forcefully lifted my head up. Tears streamed down my face. This… was too cruel…
killing more than ten police officers in an instant. These two were terrifying… I guess I probably won't survive either.
A while later, the floor in front of my house was littered with corpses, their bloody and mangled appearance utterly disgusting. Some were dead, some were wounded. Seeing that the scene was mostly cleared, the man with glasses grabbed me and the man in the t-shirt and fled into the street.
Unexpectedly, as soon as we stepped out of the alley, we were surrounded by another large group of police officers. This time, it was the Flying Tigers, heavily armed with helmets and shields, carrying more than a dozen large guns about the same size as the bespectacled man's, as well as four special forces vehicles. This scene reminded me of the capture of Zhang Ximing, and I instinctively knew that a bloody battle was inevitable. However, the bespectacled man was surprisingly calm.
In front of more than ten Flying Tigers officers and hundreds of onlookers, he shouted, "None of you are allowed to fire! If you do, I'll kill this girl!"
Then the man in the t-shirt pulled out a small pistol and pressed it against my left chest. I'd rather he hold the gun to my head. The muzzle was pressed against my left breast, and combined with my previous abrasions, it caused me immense pain in my chest.
This standoff lasted for five minutes before the police arrived as backup. By then, we were completely surrounded. If I hadn't been in his hands, the police would have shot him dead!
The man in the t-shirt frantically asked the man with glasses, "Boss, what do we do? We probably can't escape!"
The man with glasses remained unusually calm. "What are you afraid of? If you dare to do it, you have to be prepared to die! I was prepared to die sooner or later anyway, I just didn't expect to have such a beautiful woman with me, hahaha!"
I was stunned. Damn it, were they going to kill me too?
Unexpectedly, the man in the t-shirt said, "Boss, how about we..."
The two whispered something to each other, and the man with glasses immediately made a new move.
At this moment, even reporters from major TV stations arrived at the scene, bringing their SNG cars. Unexpectedly, the man with glasses shouted at the police, "It's very simple to make me surrender and release this woman. I demand that all the officers present put down their weapons, and that all the TV reporters stand in front of the police to report on my actions in their entirety! Remember! Follow my instructions completely, don't do anything reckless! Otherwise..."
The police leader immediately said, "Okay, okay... We'll follow your instructions... Everyone put down your weapons, and please have the reporters go to the front line to conduct interviews..."
A police officer next to him said angrily, "Sir, how can you do this!"
The sergeant said helplessly, "There's no other way, the hostage's safety comes first. If anything happens, we can't take the responsibility!"
Upon hearing this, all the officers immediately cooperated and dropped their weapons, and the reporters rushed to the front line, which was only five or six meters away from the criminal.
Just then, my mother emerged from the crowd. Seeing me being held hostage, she cried out in panic, "Yixuan, my dear daughter, Mommy's here! Don't be afraid, okay... it'll be over soon!"
She then collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face. It broke my heart to see her like this. Neither of us had expected such a thing to happen. If only I had been more attentive to the house and remembered to lock the door. Seeing my mother cry, I couldn't help but shed tears too.
At this moment, the bespectacled man demanded that the beautiful reporter from the three TV stations come to the front; he had something to say. The reporter slowly walked forward, her legs trembling. When
she reached him, the bespectacled man snatched the microphone and shouted, "You all deserve this! Boss, you laid me off for no reason! Now my whole family has no money for food or medical care, and we're all starving and dying. The government is the same; they won't let my child see a doctor just because my family doesn't have health insurance! You snobbish people, since you've pushed me to this point, I don't want to live anymore! If we're going to die, we'll all die together!"
The bespectacled man laughed wildly!
"What a pity about this lovely little girl next to me! Look how voluptuous she is, with big eyes, a small mouth, and beautiful long hair."
As he spoke, his tongue licked around my face, my cheeks covered in his saliva. I could only close my eyes in fear.
Suddenly, without warning, a Flying Tigers member swiftly grabbed a large gun from the ground, about to fire at him, when three gunshots rang out. The Flying Tigers member died instantly. It turned out that the man in the t-shirt who had been holding the gun to my chest had pulled out another gun and fired three shots at him. I had finally had a chance to turn the tide, but he had noticed first.
Hearing the gunshot, the bespectacled man became furious. "Fine! I see you really won't cooperate. Looks like I'll have to use even more ruthless methods!" As soon as
he finished speaking, the man in the t-shirt shot me in the thigh. I screamed in pain, "Ah! It hurts so much! Please, don't shoot! My...foot...ah...so much blood...my foot..."
I saw a hole in my thigh, and blood was flowing from my leg to my feet, leaving a red pool on the ground. My mother, seeing that I had been shot in the thigh, cried out again, "Yixuan! No! Gentlemen, please, have mercy on my daughter! She's innocent!"
My mother cried and kowtowed to the thugs, but I was in too much pain to speak to her.
The bespectacled man boasted again, "This is nothing, next time you might see me with a single shot!"
His hands began to roam over my body. I realized he was touching my breasts through my clothes. To avoid provoking him and getting hurt, I let his fingers knead my breasts.
While playing with my breasts, the bespectacled man stuck his tongue into my mouth. I resisted, which only excited him more. Soon, his tongue broke through my lips and entered my mouth, searching for my tongue, constantly moving and sucking. This was the first time in my seventeen years that I had been forced into a French kiss, my first kiss stolen.
The police and reporters nearby were stunned, not only afraid of further injury to me but also of other casualties. They couldn't do anything, just watching helplessly as I was abused by a thug in the street. Television cameras kept pointing at me, broadcasting my disheveled state to the whole country.
My thighs were slowly losing sensation, but blood continued to gush out. The bespectacled man then ripped my shirt open, exposing my unbraced breasts. He moved his head down and bit down hard on my nipple, causing me to scream in pain again. His force was so strong that milk seeped from my nipple. Then, with a "pop," his mouth left my breast, leaving clear teeth marks on my areola.
Viewers in a certain area watching this news commented: "No way! This girl is so pitiful, being raped in front of everyone, her breasts are exposed!"
"Look, this girl is so cute, I almost couldn't resist watching her being raped!"
"Damn it! Does the news have any moral standards these days? They don't even censor this kind of scene. The girl's feet are all bloody red; children will be scared if they see this."
"Currently, the police are in a standoff with the criminals. The criminals are holding a young girl in their hands. We have just obtained exclusive information that the girl is a second-year student surnamed Wang at a girls' high school. She is very pretty and cute. The criminals are ruthlessly assaulting her. The police are currently analyzing how to subdue the criminals and rescue the hostage, hoping to save the girl before she is further harmed. This is a faithful report from reporter Jiang XX..."
The bespectacled man seemed to be having a blast. He grabbed my hair, pushed me in front of the camera, grabbed my skirt from behind, and pressed my breasts against the camera, ordering the photographer not to leave the camera or he would kill him. The camera showed my breasts rubbing back and forth against the lens, and the image was slightly blurry due to the milk seeping from my breasts. Just then, he ripped off my skirt, took off his suit trousers in front of everyone, pulled out his penis, and inserted it into my vagina.
Because there was no lubrication, and I was a virgin, my vagina was very tight when he penetrated me. He thrust quite roughly several times, and the moment he entered me, I screamed in pain, "Ah!"
My scream could be heard within a hundred meters. Immediately, my virgin blood began to flow from my lower body.
The man in the t-shirt held a gun to my head with one hand, and began to fondle my breasts with the other.
"X, I didn't expect you to be a virgin. It feels so good, so tight inside me, and I can even feel your warm virgin blood flowing out!"
The bespectacled man thrust into my genitals from behind, gesturing for the camera to film my entire body. I kept begging him, "No! Stop! Stop! It hurts! I'm about to split open! It hurts so much!"
I was crying uncontrollably from his rape, the pain in my thighs combined with the pain in my genitals made me cry and sniffle.
Not long after, I felt a hot, thick substance gushing into my vagina. I begged him not to ejaculate inside, but he wouldn't listen. He forced a large amount of semen into my vagina, continuing to thrust against my vagina for about thirty seconds before finally pulling out in gushes.
In front of the police, passersby, and my mother, I was violated by two bad men. It was my first time. My mother kept crying out, "Please, have mercy! Don't do this to my daughter! She's only seventeen! She has so much of her life ahead of her! Please, let her go! If this continues, you'll kill her! If you really want to do something, do it to me! Please stop! No! You can't do this to her! She's so young, what will she do in the future! Waaah… Waaah…"
My mother became so emotional that she fainted.
The police officers nearby quickly helped her into the ambulance.
"Madam, hang in there, you'll be alright soon!"
Actually, the police officer was also very uneasy. Such a beautiful girl had been violated by two thugs, and thousands of people had witnessed this cruel rape. This girl was truly pitiful.
On the other end, a viewer watching the news exclaimed: "Holy crap! Is this for real?! They just brazenly raped a cute girl on the street! It's getting me so excited!"
"No way! This girl was taken her virginity like that, so pitiful! I have to contact social work right away."
"Honey, turn off the TV. Kids shouldn't watch this kind of news!"
"Sigh, honey, what's wrong with society these days? How can something like this happen? What will happen to our daughter when she grows up?"
"..."
"No way! Isn't that Wang Yixuan? I actually saw her being raped on the news! She's the girl I've liked for so long! No, I can't sit here, I have to find a way to help her! What should I do! Ah! I've got it!"
(This is the protagonist of another story I wrote, just for a cameo.)
"What are the police doing?! They should just shoot him! What a bunch of cowards!"
"What do we do?! Xiaoxuan was raped on TV!"
"No way! Is this true?!"
"Why don't you turn on the TV? Every channel is broadcasting this news!"
"This...how could this be..."
"Why isn't she wearing underwear?!"
"You're asking me? How am I supposed to ask?"
After firing, the bespectacled man immediately picked up his large gun and fired at the male reporter on the other side: "Only I can get excited, what are you, you piece of trash, getting an erection for!"
Several shots rang out, and a male reporter from Dongsun fell into a pool of blood!
This scene caused all the men present who had erections and wicked thoughts to go limp, fearing they would be next to die.
Then the man in the t-shirt couldn't resist anymore and actually said to him: "Boss, can I have her too? I want to play with her other hole!"
"Do as you please, let's switch hands! Oh, and take this thing next to me and put it in her pussy!"
The bespectacled man then took out a small, round, black object and handed it to the man in the t-shirt.
After the bespectacled man finished with me, my body was so hot and painful, I was almost exhausted, and my consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred. Unexpectedly, the man in the t-shirt actually squatted down and inserted a small, round, black object into my pussy. It wasn't small, it really stretched my vagina open, and then he took out a gun and pushed it in. I could clearly feel that the small ball had reached deep into my vagina, but I didn't know what it was. I only knew that a lot of semen that was still inside my vagina couldn't flow out smoothly and remained inside my body.
The bespectacled man held the big gun to my temple, looking around. No one dared to make a move. Everyone stared wide-eyed at me, naked, being abused to the point of near unconsciousness. Several policemen were behind me. I urgently contacted headquarters, while the reporters on the front lines diligently reported on the events, constantly capturing footage of my violated body. Passersby in the distance watched quietly, several men's hands restlessly caressing something hard and rough.
After the man in the t-shirt inserted the small ball into my vagina, he withdrew his hand and grabbed my breasts. The pistol remained firmly inserted in my vagina, the muzzle still pointed at my chest. I hadn't expected him to suddenly insert it into my anus; another sharp pain shot through me. This time, my entire facial expression changed; my pupils rapidly contracted and dilated, my mouth gaped open, my tongue lolled out, and my hands jerked back before I lost consciousness.
During my unconsciousness, he continued to insert into my anus several more times, ejaculating entirely into my rectum.
Later, they switched places again. When I awoke, my mouth was filled with the bespectacled man's penis, his large member thrusting forcefully against the back of my throat, while he gripped my head with one hand. He roughly moved my head back and forth, and soon his semen gushed into my mouth, overflowing from my lips. He forced me to drink it all. I refused, and he slapped me. I still refused. In a fit of rage, he picked up a pistol and pierced my other thigh. The pain made me drink his thick semen on the spot, and then I passed out. My entire body—mouth, chest, and both orifices—was completely destroyed by them. Both my feet were covered in bright red blood.
Then, somehow, they both fell to the ground, pinned to the floor. With a scream, their penises exploded instantly, followed by their internal organs bursting, leaving only their mangled genitals, bleeding from all seven orifices, and countless stunned reporters, police officers, and spectators. Later, an ambulance rushed my battered body to the hospital, leaving the reporters to continue their follow-up reports and the police to investigate the bizarre cause of their deaths.
On the operating table… More than a dozen doctors surrounded me, mostly women, with only two male specialists in orthopedics and surgery. They discussed the situation animatedly. One of the male doctors spoke up, "Fortunately, the gunshot wound didn't reach the bone; it only passed through the sides of the thigh..."
Another female doctor added, "However, it seems there's an unidentified object lodged in a vital area, and removing it will be extremely difficult! If it's not removed, her life could be in danger."
Another female doctor continued, "That unidentified object is stuck in the girl's vagina. She's due for her period in a day or two; if the semen isn't allowed to flow out, there's a risk of pregnancy!"
The surgeon also spoke up, "Based on my assessment, the unidentified object in her chest is likely a small, highly powerful sensor-activated bomb! We just don't know what kind of substance or force field it's sensitive to! We also don't know when it will detonate. If it does, everything within a ten-kilometer radius will be destroyed!"
The doctors fell silent. The matter wasn't over yet...

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