My female colleague in a tank top

The July weather is unbearably stuffy, and Tsim Sha Tsui under the blazing sun is even more unbearably hot. I really don't know why my boss doesn't hire a courier service instead of making me travel all the way across the harbor to deliver one or two not-too-urgent documents.

I work as a lowly clerk in a small trading company. I handle everything from making tea and photocopying to ordering takeout and delivering documents. The only saving grace is that I'm not asked to clean the floors or toilets. But what can I do? I'm a newbie with no work experience, and finding a job in this day and age is already quite an achievement. It's just that sometimes it feels really tough. I work until 11 or 12 at night on average every day.

It was a truly awful day. I made a mistake early in the morning and was dragged into the director's office for three hours before I could leave. I still had to finish the tasks assigned to me that morning in the remaining time, so lunch was definitely out of the question.

Fortunately, there were some things on the street that offered some relief from the heat. I'm referring, of course, to the vibrant, sexy young women. I have a strange quirk: I have an unimaginable urge to grope women wearing tank tops, and I really want to rush up and tear those barely-covering tank tops to shreds.

This kind of weather provided me with the best visual enjoyment. Because of the extreme heat, all the ladies had taken off their outer garments, leaving only their tank tops, before coming down to eat.

Tank tops come in all shapes and sizes, each with its own alluring design, but they all share a common trait: they are incredibly form-fitting and tight, making the breasts appear as if they're about to burst out. With each step, the breasts rise and fall, sending shivers down the spine. Moreover, this type of clothing easily reveals glimpses of the body; some unsuspecting girls let their full figures slip through the fabric with every movement, like two ripe fruits hanging on their bodies, ready to be plucked.

A woman's shoulders are also a very alluring part of her body. Because they are less exposed to the sun, they are particularly white and delicate, and when paired with equally white arms, it's an absolute delight. Sometimes, a tiny, slender waist is even revealed beneath the tank top, its allure shimmering with every movement, making it hard to resist.

But don't worry, we're all normal people. We know that doing this in public is tantamount to suicide, so the desire has been buried somewhere deep inside, silently waiting for the day it would explode. But I never imagined that day would come so soon.

The trigger for my explosion was a pretty new colleague named Shui Silian, 22 years old, a Form 7 graduate. She had previously worked as a staff member in some community centers, so she was quite naive. Her

first day at work caused quite a stir. She had a pair of expressive big eyes and impressive waist-length hair. Perhaps because she was used to working in a community center, she spoke in a sweet, girlish voice and always leaned close to people, making it hard to breathe when talking to her. But what's most surprising is her pair of magnificent breasts, especially when she wears spaghetti strap tank tops. Her large breasts are definitely the most eye-catching feature when her chest heaves.

It's true that Si Lian is a naive young girl; often she doesn't even know how to properly protect herself.

Her male colleagues, who love to take advantage, often try to take advantage of her, such as touching her hands or gently stroking her shoulders. This naive girl mistakes this for friendly gestures and often doesn't know how to refuse. Sometimes, when she reaches for files on higher shelves, her beautiful figure is fully revealed, and a small portion of her breasts is inadvertently exposed along the sleeves of her tank top. A group of lecherous men, including myself, often linger there hoping to see something nice.

The first thing I saw when I got back to the office was Si Lian. Today, she was wearing a pale yellow spaghetti-strap tank top, and her strapless white bra was slightly peeking out as the top moved, which stirred a nameless excitement within me.

Just then, a ballpoint pen fell to the ground, and I thought, "Great!" Sure enough, she bent down without hesitation to pick it up, and of course, I took the opportunity to help

her get a closer look. Because the tank top had a low neckline, a small cleavage was clearly visible as she bent over. A fragrant scent wafted towards me, and I wished time could stand still.

Back at my seat, I couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. Unfortunately, I knew it was impossible. She already had several eligible suitors at the company, but she had rejected them all. Why would she reject a nobody like me? Desire tormented his body. The resentment from being reprimanded by his supervisor that morning transformed into a burning possessiveness towards Si Lian, churning within him as if he were on the verge of collapse.

He finally managed to get through midnight and finish his work for the day. Looking around, he found the office completely empty. Suddenly, he heard the clatter of typing. He went over and saw the beautiful Si Lian. Poor Si Lian was rushing to submit a report by tomorrow, and after refusing offers of help from a group of supposedly well-meaning colleagues, she was still working alone, saying she was going to be working all night.

His slightly subsided desire immediately reignited. A lone man and woman in a room—the girl was bound to suffer. I thought to myself, "Could this be a chance to unleash my physical desires tonight? This is the perfect opportunity to sleep with this pretty girl!"

My mind was in turmoil, while the oblivious Si Lian continued to chat with me casually. My reason was almost forcibly suppressing my desire, but then she suddenly puffed out her chest and yawned; faced with those bouncing breasts, my reason finally crumbled.

I made a decision and immediately started calculating. If I raped her like this, I would definitely go to jail; I had to create an alibi first. After telling her I was leaving, I left through the main entrance of the building and boarded a bus in front of the building manager.

Back home, I changed my clothes, prepared myself, and then took a taxi back to the company building. It was already about 3 a.m. The building our company is in is one of those old-fashioned buildings. The CCTV in the back stairwell had been broken for a long time, but it provided me with a convenient solution.

After entering the company through the back stairwell and the back door, I could still hear the typing sounds from before, completely unaware of the impending crisis.

"Snap!" With a sound, I turned off the company's main power switch, plunging the entire company into darkness.

The timid Si Lian screamed, looking somewhat bewildered. Having already found her way, I tiptoed towards her helpless figure.

Subduing her was quite easy, especially when she was suddenly attacked in the dark; it was like catching a little white rabbit. The darkness emboldened me. I pressed one hand to her mouth to silence her, while simultaneously grabbing her alluring breasts and indulging in pleasure. Her breasts were astonishingly large, too big to be grasped in one hand, and their frantic writhing only amplified the excitement.

I grabbed a towel and blindfolded her, making it harder for her to recognize me. Being raped in her own office by a stranger was incredibly humiliating for Sil-Lian, so she did her best to resist the intruder. But this only fueled my lust, encouraging me to thrust deep into her.

I found a spare flashlight in Sil-Lian's drawer and used it to press her down between my legs, her face up. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my penis, pressing my manhood tightly against her sacred, inviolable place through her clothes.

Silk's lower garment was a knee-length white skirt, the thin fabric allowing my penis to fully feel the heat of her body.

Sensing the unusual sensation in her lower body, Silk tried to feign embarrassment. Seeing this beautiful woman blushing under the flashlight, I felt extremely smug. Since I didn't know if I'd ever have another chance to humiliate such a beauty, I pounced on her relentlessly, our bodies merging together.

One kiss, and Silk trembled in shock. I remembered her saying she'd never even tried kissing before; it seemed I'd really struck gold this time. To make her even more uncomfortable, I deliberately wiped my limbs, stimulating her clitoris through her clothes with my penis. The pretty girl couldn't help but moan.

"No~~ Ah!"

It was time to unwrap the gift. I pressed down on her arms, gently lifted her tank top up to her armpits, and pulled down her bra. A pair of exquisite, snow-white breasts bounced out with a thud. The two nipples, exposed to the air, quickly stood erect, incredibly cute. I reached out and flicked them with my index finger, and the bouncy breasts immediately jiggled.

Her pure chastity was being tested, and Si Lian tried her best to pull herself together. Unfortunately, her hands were held down by my left hand, and her legs could only kick weakly. The hard work of working overtime all night had left her powerless to resist, and she could only let the stranger play with her nipples.

After I sucked, bit, and pinched Si Lian's breasts, they immediately returned to their original state, leaving only some red marks. Fortunately, I had a small camera with me because of work, and I immediately took pictures of the scene.

Hearing the snapping sounds of the camera, Si Lian knew that she was destined to have her nude photos taken. When she thought about the possibility of her photos being shamelessly viewed, she couldn't help but feel sad. I didn't have time to care about her feelings. Without saying a word, I kissed her body all over, enjoying her body with all my might.

With a rough hand, I tore her white dress, revealing a pair of flawless legs. Then I removed her shoes and white socks, leaving her only in pure white panties.

Facing this final hurdle, Si Lian had no choice but to plead in a low voice, "Please let me go. I can give you all the money you want, just please don't rape me… I'm still a virgin."

The word "virgin" greatly aroused my lust, making my already erect penis grow even larger. But I wasn't in a hurry; I still had time until dawn. So I pressed her down again, kneeling on her breasts, and placed my penis in front of her mouth.

"…Will you let me go if I give you oral sex?" Naively, she still held a sliver of hope. Seeing that I didn't speak, she silently served me.

Her skillful oral sex showed she was quite experienced, but it was unclear why she was still a virgin. Her nimble tongue explored my most sensitive spots, her intention to make me ejaculate as soon as possible was obvious. However, my excitement was several times greater than usual during sex; her moist mouth and gentle tongue made me almost come. After about three or four minutes of convulsions, I ejaculated into her mouth.

As you know from porn, I pinched her nose with one hand, forcing her to swallow, and then smeared the remaining semen on her eyes, ears, and nose, before taking a picture of her like that.

Just when Silian thought she was safe, I rubbed my limp penis against her breasts, and within minutes it was erect again. The panic of losing her virginity overshadowed the humiliation of her breasts being wantonly played with; her already exhausted body cowered helplessly, awaiting the most painful moment. I took off

Silian's panties and threw them away, then slowly removed my prize—a pale yellow spaghetti-strap tank top—and put it away before beginning the three-part process of breaking her virginity. First, I took out plastic handcuffs from my pocket and fastened them to her wrists to prevent her from making a final resistance; then I spread her legs with one hand, adjusting the angle of my penetration.

"Say goodbye to virginity!" I thought to myself.

"Aaaaaah!" A wave of pain shot through her entire body from her vaginal walls, but the most wounded were her fragile heart. The pain of having her long-awaited first time forcibly taken was unbearable.

After three or four minutes, seeing Selene's wooden form, I pulled out my penis, lifted her up, and walked to the photocopier. I opened the photocopier, pressed Selene's large breasts against it, and pressed the button, producing a series of close-up photos of her breasts. I also tried other parts of her body. Poor Selene was already half-dead from my rape, left only to be abused by me.

Since we were having sex in the office, I naturally wanted to make the most of the facilities. I grabbed Si Lian by the ankles and dragged her to the water dispenser, then turned her around, exposing her vagina. I pulled a paper cup from the dispenser, made a small hole in the bottom like a funnel, and inserted the device into her vaginal opening.

The tearing pain brought her to her senses a little more. I used my hands to spread her genitals as wide as possible, then poured a glass of ice water from the dispenser down her throat. The vagina is one of the most sensitive parts of a woman's body; it couldn't withstand such torture, and she screamed and struggled. But under my forceful restraint, her newly torn vagina continued to be filled with the cold water.

It was time. I picked Si Lian up with one arm, showing no mercy whatsoever, and threw her onto the conference room floor, giving her one last blow.

Her vagina, tightened by the ice water, allowed me to thrust even harder. When she cried out in pain a dozen times, I ejaculated all my semen into her uterus, causing her even more agony.

After the rape, I used her waist-length hair to wipe the semen off my penis. Of course, I wanted to humiliate her further. I pulled out a tube of paint from my bag, which couldn't be washed off, and wrote "You are mine for life" and the number "1" before leaving her naked and ostentatiously departing.

The next day at work, I heard some big news: our company's beautiful employee, Si Lian, had been brutally assaulted and raped all night. My colleagues wanted to report it to the police, but she didn't want to make it public.

The July weather is unbearably stuffy, and Tsim Sha Tsui under the blazing sun is even more unbearably hot. I really don't know why my boss doesn't hire a courier service instead of making me travel all the way across the harbor to deliver one or two not-too-urgent documents.

I work as a lowly clerk in a small trading company. I handle everything from making tea and photocopying to ordering takeout and delivering documents. The only saving grace is that I'm not asked to clean the floors or toilets. But what can I do? I'm a newbie with no work experience, and finding a job in this day and age is already quite an achievement. It's just that sometimes it feels really tough. I work until 11 or 12 at night on average every day.

It was a truly awful day. I made a mistake early in the morning and was dragged into the director's office for three hours before I could leave. I still had to finish the tasks assigned to me that morning in the remaining time, so lunch was definitely out of the question.

Fortunately, there were some things on the street that offered some relief from the heat. I'm referring, of course, to the vibrant, sexy young women. I have a strange quirk: I have an unimaginable urge to grope women wearing tank tops, and I really want to rush up and tear those barely-covering tank tops to shreds.

This kind of weather provided me with the best visual enjoyment. Because of the extreme heat, all the ladies had taken off their outer garments, leaving only their tank tops, before coming down to eat.

Tank tops come in all shapes and sizes, each with its own alluring design, but they all share a common trait: they are incredibly form-fitting and tight, making the breasts appear as if they're about to burst out. With each step, the breasts rise and fall, sending shivers down the spine. Moreover, this type of clothing easily reveals glimpses of the body; some unsuspecting girls let their full figures slip through the fabric with every movement, like two ripe fruits hanging on their bodies, ready to be plucked.

A woman's shoulders are also a very alluring part of her body. Because they are less exposed to the sun, they are particularly white and delicate, and when paired with equally white arms, it's an absolute delight. Sometimes, a tiny, slender waist is even revealed beneath the tank top, its allure shimmering with every movement, making it hard to resist.

But don't worry, we're all normal people. We know that doing this in public is tantamount to suicide, so the desire has been buried somewhere deep inside, silently waiting for the day it would explode. But I never imagined that day would come so soon.

The trigger for my explosion was a pretty new colleague named Shui Silian, 22 years old, a Form 7 graduate. She had previously worked as a staff member in some community centers, so she was quite naive. Her

first day at work caused quite a stir. She had a pair of expressive big eyes and impressive waist-length hair. Perhaps because she was used to working in a community center, she spoke in a sweet, girlish voice and always leaned close to people, making it hard to breathe when talking to her. But what's most surprising is her pair of magnificent breasts, especially when she likes to wear spaghetti strap tank tops; her large breasts are definitely the most eye-catching feature when her chest heaves.

It's true that Si Lian is a naive young girl; often she doesn't even know how to properly protect herself.

Male colleagues who like to take advantage of others often use excuses to take advantage of others, such as touching a girl's hand or gently stroking her shoulder. This naive girl, however, mistakes these for friendly gestures and often doesn't know how to refuse. Sometimes, when she reaches for files on higher shelves, her beautiful figure is fully revealed, and a small portion of her breasts is inadvertently exposed along the sleeves of her tank top. A group of lecherous men, including myself, often linger there hoping to see something nice.

The first person I saw when I returned to the office was Si Lian. Today, Si Lian was wearing a pale yellow spaghetti-strap tank top, and her strapless white bra was slightly bulging out as the top moved, which gave me a nameless excitement.

Just then, a ballpoint pen fell to the ground, and I thought, "Great!" She bent down to pick it up without hesitation, and of course, I took the opportunity to help so I could get a closer look.

Because the neckline of her tank top was quite low, a small cleavage was clearly visible as she bent over. A fragrant aroma wafted from in front of me; I wished time could stop immediately.

Back at my seat, I couldn't forget the scene from earlier, but I knew it was impossible. She already had several suitors at the company with good prospects, but she had rejected them all; how could she possibly reject a nobody like me? Desire tormented my body. The resentment from being scolded by the director that morning transformed into a possessive desire for Si Lian that burned and churned within me, making me feel like I was about to collapse.

Finally, I endured until midnight and managed to finish today's milk tea. The office was completely empty. Suddenly, I heard the clatter of typing. I went over and saw it was the stunning Xiaosilian. Poor Silian was rushing to submit a report by tomorrow. After refusing help from a group of supposedly well-meaning colleagues, she was still working alone, saying she was going to be working all night. My

slightly subsided desire immediately reignited. A man and a woman alone in a room—the girl was bound to suffer. I thought, "Could my physical desires have a chance to be released tonight? This is the perfect opportunity to sleep with this pretty girl."

My mind was in turmoil, while the oblivious Silian continued to chat with me casually. My reason was almost forcibly suppressing my desire, but just then she suddenly puffed out her chest and yawned; faced with a pair of bouncing breasts, my reason finally collapsed.

I made a decision and immediately started calculating in my mind: if I raped her like this, I would definitely go to jail; I had to create an alibi first. After telling her I was leaving, I left through the main entrance of the building and boarded a bus in front of the building manager.

Back home, I changed my clothes, prepared myself, and then took a taxi back to the company building; it was already about 3 a.m. Our company building was a very old-fashioned one; the CCTV in the back stairwell had been broken for a while, but it provided me with a convenient solution.

After entering the company's back door through the back staircase, I could still hear the typing sounds from before, completely unaware of the impending crisis.

"Snap!" I switched off the company's main power switch, plunging the entire company into darkness.

The dreadful Si Lian screamed, seemingly bewildered. Having already found her bearings, I crept towards her, hand in hand.

Subduing her was quite easy, especially when she was suddenly attacked in the dark—like catching a little rabbit. The darkness emboldened me; I pressed one hand to her mouth to silence her, while simultaneously grabbing her large, alluring breasts and indulging in their pleasure. Her breasts were surprisingly large, too big to grasp in one hand, and their frantic writhing only amplified the excitement.

I grabbed a towel and blindfolded her, making it harder for her to recognize me. Being raped by a stranger in her own office was incredibly humiliating for Sil-Lian, so she tried her best to resist the intruder. But this only fueled my lust, encouraging me to thrust deep inside her.

I found a spare flashlight in Sil-Lian's drawer and used it to press her down between my legs, her face up. I unzipped my pants and took out my penis, pressing my manhood against her sacred, inviolable place through her clothing.

Sil-Lian wore a knee-length white skirt; the thin fabric allowed my penis to fully feel the heat of her body.

Feeling the strange sensation in her lower body, Si Lian tried to hide her embarrassment. Seeing the beautiful woman blushing under the flashlight, I felt extremely smug. Since I didn't know if I'd ever have another chance to humiliate such a beauty, I pounced on her relentlessly, our bodies merging together.

One kiss, and Si Lian trembled in shock. I remembered her saying she'd never even tried kissing before; it seemed I'd really struck gold this time. To make her even more uncomfortable, I deliberately wiped my limbs, stimulating her clitoris with my penis through her clothes. The little beauty couldn't help but moan.

"No...ah!"

It was time to unwrap the gift. I pressed down on her arms, gently lifted her tank top up to her armpits, and pulled down her bra, revealing a pair of exquisite, snow-white breasts. The nipples, exposed to the air, quickly stood erect, incredibly cute. I flicked one with my index finger, and the plump breasts immediately jiggled. Her

pure chastity was being tested, and Sillian tried her best to rally. Unfortunately, her hands were held down by my left hand, her legs could only kick weakly, and the fatigue of a night's overtime work had left her powerless to resist. She could only let a stranger play with her nipples.

After I sucked, bit, and pinched Sillian's ample breasts, they immediately returned to their original state, leaving only some red marks. Fortunately, I had a small camera with me for work, and I immediately took a picture of the scene.

Hearing the snapping sounds of cameras, Silly knew she was destined to have her nude photos taken. The thought of her pictures being shamelessly viewed filled her with sorrow. I had no time to care about her feelings. Without a word, I kissed her body all over, enjoying her body to the fullest.

I roughly tore her white dress, revealing a pair of flawless legs. Then I took off her shoes and white socks, leaving her lower body covered only by pure white panties.

Facing the final hurdle, Silly had no choice but to plead with me in a low voice, "Please let me go. I can give you all the money you want, just please don't rape me... I'm still a virgin."

The word "virgin" greatly aroused my desire, making my already erect penis grow even larger. But I wasn't in a hurry; I still had time until dawn. So I pinned her down again, kneeling on her breasts, and placed my penis in front of her mouth.

"...Will you let me go if I give you oral sex?" Naively, she still held onto a sliver of hope. Seeing that I didn't speak, she silently served me.

Judging from her skillful oral techniques, she was clearly quite experienced, but for some reason, she was still a virgin. Her nimble tongue explored my most sensitive spots, her intention to make me ejaculate as quickly as possible was obvious. However, my excitement was several times greater than usual masturbation; her moist mouth and gentle tongue made me almost ejaculate. After about three or four minutes of convulsions, I ejaculated into her mouth.

As you know from watching porn, I pinched her nose with one hand, forcing her to swallow, and then smeared the remaining semen on her eyes, ears, and nose, before taking pictures of her like that.

Just when Si Lian thought she was safe, I rubbed my limp penis against her breasts, and within minutes it was erect again. The panic of losing her virginity overshadowed the humiliation of her breasts being wantonly played with; her already exhausted body cowered helplessly, waiting for the most painful moment.

I took off Si Lian's panties and threw them away, then slowly removed my spoils—an egg-yolk yellow spaghetti-strap tank top—and put it away before beginning my three-part deflowering process. First, I took out plastic handcuffs from my pocket and put them on her hands to prevent her from making a final resistance; then I spread her legs with one hand and adjusted the angle of my penis to allow her penetration.

"Say goodbye to your virginity!" I thought to myself.

"Ahhhhhh!" A wave of pain shot through my entire body from the walls of her vagina, but the one who suffered the most was her fragile heart. The pain of having her long-awaited first night forcibly taken away was truly unbearable.

After three or four minutes of this, seeing Selene's wooden form, I pulled out my penis, lifted her up, and walked to the photocopier. I opened the photocopier, pressed Selene's large breasts against it, and pressed the button; close-up photos of her breasts appeared one after another. I also tried other parts of her body. Poor Selene was already half-dead from my rape and could only let me play with her.

Since we were having sex in the office, I naturally wanted to make the most of the facilities. I grabbed Selene's ankles, dragged her to the water dispenser, turned her around, exposing her vagina. I pulled a paper cup from the dispenser, made a small hole in the bottom like a funnel, and inserted this thing into her vaginal opening.

The tearing pain brought her to her senses a little more. I used my hands to spread her genitals as wide as possible, then poured a glass of ice water from the water dispenser down her throat. The vagina is one of the most sensitive parts of a woman's

body; it couldn't withstand such torment, and she screamed and struggled violently. But under my forceful restraint, her newly torn vagina continued to be filled with the cold water. It was time. I picked her up with one arm, showing no mercy whatsoever, and threw her onto the conference room floor, giving her one last blow.

Her vagina, due to the ice water, contracted tightly, allowing me to thrust even harder. When she screamed more than ten times, unable to bear it any longer, I ejaculated all my semen into her uterus, causing her even more excruciating pain.

After raping her, I used her waist-length hair to wipe the semen off my penis. Of course, I wanted to humiliate her further. I pulled out a tube of paint from my bag that couldn't be washed off, wrote "You're mine for life" and the number "1" on it, and then left her naked.

The next day at work, I heard some big news: our company's beautiful employee, Si Lian, had been brutally assaulted and raped all night. Afterwards, my colleagues wanted to report it to the police, but she didn't want to make it public.

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