From innocent virgin to mistress

I'm the campus belle of a university in Zhejiang.

I'm from Yunnan. My family is very poor, but I've been smart since I was little and got into that university in Zhejiang.

I'm very pretty; the boys at school have named me one of the four campus belles, the "Little White Shirt" because I like wearing white clothes.

My clothes are all hand-me-downs from home, very plain, but I don't have money to buy nice clothes.

I study hard, and although many boys pursue me, I've rejected them all.

After the final exams, all my classmates went home, but since my family has no money, I decided to spend the summer at school, studying English on my own to prepare for the CET-4 exam.

After reviewing my lessons all day and having dinner at the cafeteria, I went for a walk near the school. There's a famous Grand Canal nearby.

The air on the canal is very nice, and many boats are coming and going; I was mesmerized.

"Little sister, you're from that university in Zhejiang nearby, right?" I heard someone speak to me. I turned around and saw a very beautiful older sister. She was dressed very sexily, which made me blush a little. I really wanted to wear her clothes, but I didn't dare. What would others think of me?

We chatted for a bit; she turned out to be from Sichuan. Everyone says Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan are like one family, so we quickly became fellow countrymen.

She invited me to her boat.

It was a very luxurious boat, with a very luxurious bedroom and a shower room.

She brought out some snacks and red wine, and we sat by the railing, eating and chatting.

Suddenly, I felt a little dizzy, unable to speak or move. The older woman called out to me, asking what was wrong.

I couldn't answer at all. She just smiled and left.

After a while, a very handsome middle-aged man came. He first asked me what was wrong and if I needed a doctor.

I was still conscious, but I just couldn't move or answer.

He carried me into the bedroom inside the boat.

He took off all my clothes and put on very expensive and sexy lingerie. I had seen this lingerie in stores in Hangzhou, but I never thought I could afford it, let alone wear it. He put it on me one by one, his hands groping my sensitive areas.

I couldn't move at all, letting him touch me all over, feeling shy, scared, and excited all at the same time.

He blindfolded me, and I felt the smooth, comfortable fabric of my clothes.

He kissed me all over, and I couldn't help but moan.

I felt him touching my genitals; I'd never touched myself there before, and every time I touched myself while showering, my face would flush and my heart would race, so I'd stop.

This time, he kept caressing me, eventually licking me with his tongue, even inserting it into my vagina. I almost fainted; it felt so good.

Marriage, marriage, and the result is the woman fainting, huh?

Finally, I felt a sharp pain in my genitals, and tears streamed down my face. I knew I'd lost my virginity, and I didn't know how to explain it to my family or my future husband.

He kissed away my tears, saying he'd take care of me for the rest of his life.

He told me not to be afraid, to give my body to him, and that he wouldn't let me down.

Then it felt so good; he kept thrusting into me. I tried to scream, but no sound came out, only soft moans.

Finally, it felt so good; I felt a surge of heat rush to my uterus, and I fainted.

When I woke up, I found myself in my university dormitory, lying on my own bed. Had I just been dreaming?

I looked at my body and realized I was wearing very expensive and sexy lingerie that I could never afford.

Then I looked at my genitals and found myself bound by a stainless steel chastity belt. I was completely stunned. What was I going to do?

There was a very expensive handbag nearby, definitely not mine. I opened it and found an iPhone inside, costing several thousand dollars—again, something I couldn't afford.

There was also a pink greeting card. Opening it, I read that he really liked me and would give me the phone, paying for it monthly. He would also give me the clothes I was wearing.

The key to the chastity belt would be sent, but it would take a few days; I should be patient.

If I didn't like him, it wouldn't matter; he would help me get my hymen repaired, and no one would know what had happened.

The next few days were mostly spent in a daze, with a strong urge to be with a man.

But touching the stainless steel chastity belt only intensified my desire. I stroked my expensive lingerie, touched my breasts, and felt a surge of pleasure, a rush straight to my uterus—it felt so good, but I wanted to masturbate, but the chastity belt prevented it.

I tossed and turned in bed. What was happening to me?

On the third day, the key to the chastity belt hadn't arrived, but I received a text message on my iPhone asking me to come to the same place as before so he could remove it.

I thought about it; if I called the police, my reputation would be ruined. I hoped he was a gentleman and would remove the chastity belt so we could pretend nothing had happened.

When I got to the same place, it was the same older woman again. She led me to the boat.

The handsome man didn't say a word; he took out the key and unlocked it for me.

"Since you don't want to, and we won't see each other again anyway, let's make love one last time. I'll repair your hymen then. I know a very famous doctor, so don't worry." I thought about it; perhaps this was for the best.

He gently helped me to the bed and lightly caressed me. I was completely out of my mind, letting him do as he pleased. It felt so good.

He thrust into me one last time, and I couldn't take it anymore; it felt too good. I eventually passed out again.

When I woke up, I was still in my dormitory bed, wearing a more expensive and sexy set of lingerie. My old lingerie was in a bag beside me.

The chastity belt was still on.

I went to the gate and asked the old lady guarding it. She said that a woman, claiming to be from my hometown, had brought me back yesterday.

A very luxurious car had driven me there.

The old lady even advised me to drink less alcohol, or I wouldn't find a husband. I fainted.

I received a message on my iPhone saying he really liked me. Since I hadn't said I wouldn't see him again, he hadn't removed the chastity belt. He assured me he'd given me birth control pills so I wouldn't get pregnant.

Every few days, I'd receive a text message inviting me to meet.

Each time, it felt wonderful, but I'd end up passed out from sex and be brought back by the woman. The gifts he gave me kept increasing: gold necklaces, rings, earrings,

cash, underwear, and outerwear—all so beautiful and expensive. I was so happy, yet so scared.

He always promised to repair my hymen in the end, and no one would know.

When school started, I noticed my breasts had grown significantly, and I felt much sexier.

But I had no idea what my genitals looked like because I was still bound by the chastity belt.

He continued to have me go on dates, and we made love on the boat. This time, he added an anal plug to the chastity belt, so I had to go on dates with him every day so he would give me enemas.

He promised that if our relationship ended, he would repair my hymen, and no one would know what had happened.

When winter break came, I realized something was wrong; my period hadn't come. We made love every day, and although he gave me pills every day—I really didn't know what they were, even though he said they were birth control pills—

we continued making love and dating. But my lower abdomen started to swell, and my period was gone.

I knew I was pregnant.

After I told him my worries, he kissed my cheek and told me not to worry. He knew the best doctors and it would be easy for me to abort the baby, but he asked me to think it over. He said if I gave birth, he would find someone to raise the child and give me a large sum of money. Again, no one would know.

He would still repair my hymen.

I thought about it for a long time and decided to have the abortion. I was afraid that having a child would affect my body.

This time he got angry and locked me on the boat, putting a stainless steel bra and thigh chains on me.

He took me back to the dormitory and openly told the dorm aunt that he was my boyfriend.

I didn't dare to resist.

My belly swelled up, so he bought a high-elasticity corset and forcibly bound my belly down until it was no longer noticeable.

But my breasts grew bigger every day. My buttocks also became fuller.

He was very gentle with me, taking me for drives in a convertible and out to eat delicious food every day. He even introduced me to his friends, saying I was his girlfriend.

I thought he wanted me to have the baby and then marry me.

Until one day, he took me to the hospital and had an abortion.

I cried. I saw that little life chopped into pieces, and my heart shattered.

He kissed me, saying it was for my own good, otherwise he didn't know what my classmates would think of me.

He also said he would love me forever and bought me lots of sexy lingerie and boots.

After pregnancy, my breasts and buttocks grew much larger, and he used a corset to keep my waist very slim.

Now I'm much sexier than before, and I can clearly feel that the teachers and classmates look at me differently.

I still wear a chastity belt, and the anal plug has been changed to a larger size. He also inserted a remote-controlled vibrator into my vagina, occasionally embarrassing me.

By my junior year of college, he got tired of me, had me undergo hymenoplasty, and broke up with me.

But my body was clearly no longer that of a virgin; I was curvy, with high breasts, and even my labia were dark.

I really don't know who would believe this fake virginity.

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