The Nightmare of the Class Monitor

I attended a science and engineering university. The new campus had over 10,000 students, with boys making up 80% and girls only 20%. The majors with the highest proportion of female students were Literature and Foreign Languages, where girls comprised 90% of the student body. I studied Management, where the male-to-female ratio was exactly 1:1. Compared to majors with nearly 40 students in a class but only two or three girls, it was better than some but not as bad. When I

arrived at my dorm in September, besides myself, there were three other roommates:

the eldest, Shao Bo, was from Ningxia and two years older than the others. Apparently, he had spent two years studying away from home before taking the college entrance exam again to get into this university. Although it was the same major, this major only admitted students to second-tier universities in Ningxia, and Shao Bo's hometown was a nationally renowned impoverished county, so he received a 15-point reduction in his entrance score to be admitted. Compared to other classmates, Shao Bo had a strong sense of social savvy. He not only smoked and drank, but also rented a house in a village across from the university not long after the semester started. It was said he had started a relationship with a girl from another school, and they would occasionally live together there, but he spent most of his time in the dorm.

The second oldest, Wang Yang, and I were both local students, just ordinary students. The third oldest, Wang Chao, was also a Han Chinese from Xinjiang, another ordinary student. I was the youngest in the dorm, so they all called me the fourth oldest.

The three of us didn't get along well with the eldest. None of us smoked, but he smoked in the dorm, a heavy smoker who would flick ashes all over the floor. Sometimes he would invite a few buddies from the streets over for drinks, and when they got drunk, they would vomit in the dorm toilet, making a mess that we had to clean up. But we dared not speak out. The buddies he invited were all seasoned veterans of the underworld. Once, when they were drunk, they took off their shirts, and everyone, including the eldest, had large tattoos, and several had long scars, supposedly injuries from fights.

If things continued like this, the three of us would have spent four very frustrating years in university, then gone our separate ways after graduation, never to contact our leader again.

But something happened on the eve of Labor Day the following year that changed many people's lives.

After Labor Day, the school held a university-wide dormitory hygiene assessment. The department took it very seriously, and on the last day before the holiday, they organized the class life committee members to inspect each other's dormitories. On the boys' side, each of the two classes sent one male life committee member with a certificate from the counselor to inspect the girls' dormitories; on the girls' side, the two classes also sent two life committee members to inspect the boys' dormitories.

Our class's life committee member was named Xiaoru, a girl from a county in Shanxi. She wasn't tall, a little chubby, and had a sweet smile that revealed two prominent canine teeth, earning her the nickname "Little Canine Tooth." She was originally supposed to come to the boys' dormitories with a female life committee member from another class. It turned out the other person had something come up and couldn't come, so she was responsible for inspecting the boys' dorms of two classes by herself. The Management Department is a small department, with only one major and two classes, so there were only six dorms in total, and it didn't take her much time.

On the day of the inspection, the eldest brother was in the dorm, in a bad mood. Apparently, he had argued with his live-in girlfriend, and the two of them even got physical. He sat in his seat all afternoon, smoking and looking at his phone. The second and third brothers didn't want to stay in the dorm, so they went to the internet cafe in the village across the street. As the club president, I could only stay in the dorm and wait for the life committee member to come and inspect.

Our dorm was at the very end of the dorm building, the last one on this floor. After Xiaoru knocked on the door and came in, smelling the smoke filling the room, and looking at the cigarette butts all over the eldest brother's feet, she frowned and said to me, "How could your dorm be like this? Don't you know there's an inspection today?" I felt quite wronged. The three of us had cleaned the dorm carefully yesterday to prepare for the inspection, but the eldest brother was already sulking as soon as he came back. What could I do?

"Shao Bo, how could you make such a mess of the dorm?" Xiao Ru, still possessing a sense of justice, walked up behind the eldest brother and angrily questioned him. Actually, the eldest brother was usually quite polite to his classmates, rarely using his street-smart ways on them. But that day, he seemed to be in a fit of rage. What I thought was a trivial remark had somehow made him so enraged. He turned around, grabbed Xiao Ru's collar with his left hand, and slapped her hard across the face with his right. The crisp sound of the slap stunned Xiao Ru, leaving her momentarily speechless.

Seeing this, I rushed forward to separate them, but the eldest brother pulled a 40-centimeter-long machete from beside his bed, pointing it directly at me, and roared, "You want to die?!" I was terrified. Cold sweat broke out on my back. Standing in the middle of the dorm, my legs went weak, my heart pounded, and I was completely at a loss for what to do.

At this moment, Xiao Ru, regaining her senses, burst into tears, grabbing the eldest brother's left hand that was holding her collar, trying to break free. The leader turned the machete towards Xiaoru, the blade almost touching her face, and said viciously, "Make another sound or move, and I'll slash your face." Xiaoru immediately stopped crying and struggling, but tears continued to flow silently.

"Fourth brother, lock the door and pull the curtain over it," the leader said to me. I didn't dare disobey him, so I went to the door, closed it, locked it, picked up a bamboo pole, removed the support rod for the ventilation window, and pulled the curtain over it.

When I finished, I turned around and found the leader had Xiaoru pinned to his desk. Xiaoru's legs were spread wide, her body was lying face down on the desk, and her hands were pressed against the wall. The leader held the machete to Xiaoru's face with his left hand, threatening her, while his right hand was around to her abdomen, unbuckling her belt. The leader was going to rape Xiaoru!

Xiaoru twisted her waist helplessly, trying to break free from the boss's right hand that was unbuckling her belt. But the boss slapped her face twice with a machete, and Xiaoru immediately stopped twisting, only letting out suppressed sobs.

The boss struggled for a long time with one hand, unable to unbuck Xiaoru's belt, and turned to me, saying, "Come here and take off her pants." But I didn't dare move. My mind was filled with the word "rape," and I was terrified that if I did, I would become an accomplice. Seeing that I didn't move, the boss's face darkened. He picked up a textbook from the table and threw it at me. I didn't dare dodge and let the book hit me. The boss repeated what he had just said. I was scared. Seeing the boss's sinister gaze, I felt that if I didn't do as he said, I might really not leave the dormitory alive.

I could only say "sorry" in my heart, walk to the two of them, squat down, and reach out to unbuck Xiaoru's belt. With the boss's threat, Xiaoru didn't dare to struggle, but I could still feel her trembling body and hear her suppressed sobs.

I unbuckled my belt, pulled it out, then unbuttoned my waistband and zipped it down. Before the boss could even make a move, Xiaoru's jeans slid down to below her knees, revealing her pale yellow panties and round buttocks directly in front of me. At almost 19, aside from watching porn, this was the first time I'd ever seen a girl's underwear, and so close! A mysterious fragrance even wafted into my nostrils. For a moment, I was filled with lustful thoughts, and my penis hardened painfully in my pants.

As I pulled down Xiaoru's pants, the boss kicked off his own, pulled down his underwear, and revealed his penis. The boss really disliked showering, and as soon as he pulled out his penis, a strong, pungent odor wafted over. I quickly stood up, took two steps back, and hid to the side. The boss's penis was incredibly sturdy. Sometimes he'd be in the dorm naked, and his penis would just hang there. I'd secretly seen it; even without an erection, it was at least ten centimeters long. Now that it was erect, it felt at least twenty centimeters long. It wasn't very thick, but it was still quite impressive.

Xiaoru had stopped struggling. The boss pulled her panties down to her thighs, revealing her two large, white buttocks. He placed his left hand on Xiaoru's waist and his right hand on his penis, rubbing it up and down between her thighs, aiming for her genitals. But without foreplay and under threat, Xiaoru's genitals were extremely dry. The boss found the right spot several times, clamping his hands around Xiaoru's waist, trying to penetrate her, but he could only push her forward; he couldn't successfully penetrate her.

The eldest brother, losing patience, spat on his right hand and smeared it between Xiaoru's legs. Then, using his right hand again to guide his penis, he thrust forward, inserting about a third of its length into Xiaoru's vagina.

"Ah..." Xiaoru screamed uncontrollably, "No, no..."

Without hesitation, the eldest brother thrust again, and another third of his penis disappeared into Xiaoru's vagina. Xiaoru struggled desperately, trying to shake off the "foreign object," but the eldest brother held her waist firmly, and all her struggles were in vain. "Don't scream!" The eldest brother grabbed Xiaoru's long hair, arching her back, pulled a tie from the table, put it over her mouth, and tied it in a knot behind her head.

After doing this, the eldest brother slowly pulled his penis out of Xiaoru's vagina. I saw traces of blood on his penis; he had taken Xiaoru's virginity. When only the head of his penis remained inside Xiaoru, the boss thrust forward again, inserting two-thirds of his penis into her vagina. Xiaoru arched her back in pain, but because her mouth was gagged, she could only make indistinct "woof" sounds. The boss continued thrusting like this. Watching this scene, I was completely at a loss, not knowing what to do. Looking at the brutal boss and Xiaoru being violated beneath him, although I knew the boss was committing a crime, my own lust was stimulating me, making me feel hot all over.

The boss's movements were extremely rough; each time, he would pull his penis until only the head remained inside, then thrust it in hard, repeating this action over and over. Two thin streams of blood flowed down Xiaoru's inner thighs, staining her underwear red. From Xiaoru's muffled sobs, I could sense that her first sexual experience was extremely painful; she felt no physical or mental pleasure whatsoever, only mental torment and physical torture.

The older brother thrust for about ten minutes, then suddenly sped up his thrusts a few times, before pulling out his penis and pressing it against Xiaoru's back t-shirt. His penis twitched a few times, and a thick stream of semen spurted out, shooting five or six times in a row, landing on Xiaoru's back t-shirt and hair.

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