Fantasizing about Dong Qing

"Finally finished recording, I can go home now." Dong Qing put down the microphone and walked towards the dressing room with a sigh of relief.

As she reached the dressing room door, just as she was about to open it, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her buttocks, and her body went limp. The man behind her immediately rushed forward to support her.

"Sister Dong Qing, what's wrong?" the man asked anxiously.

Dong Qing was surprised; she felt perfectly normal, yet she couldn't utter a single word. She tried to struggle to get up, but couldn't even move a finger. Dong Qing slowly closed her eyes; she had lost even the strength to open them. She felt completely numb, seemingly unable to do anything, and collapsed into the man's arms like a ball of cotton.

"Oh no, get her to the hospital quickly. Xiao Wang, go downstairs and get the car; I'll carry Sister Dong Qing down right now!" Dong Qing heard the man say anxiously. Then, another sharp pain shot through her buttocks, as if a needle had been pulled out. Then, the man seemed to pick her up and run towards the elevator.

A moment later, Dong Qing felt herself get into a car. The man holding her made her sit upright in the back seat. It was strange; she felt completely weak, unable even to speak or open her eyes.

The car started, and the man sat next to Dong Qing. As the car left the TV station, Dong Qing sensed something was wrong. The man's voice was unfamiliar, and his hands were now wandering. One of his hands began to caress Dong Qing's thigh.

"Old Huang, let's get down to business. We're going to work while we're groping each other," urged Xiao Wang, the driver.

Dong Qing was still trying to figure out what their "business" was when she suddenly felt the man beside her bend down and take off her white high heels. Then, the man reached under her sapphire blue dress, pulling down her flesh-colored pantyhose, followed by her white high-waisted boxer shorts.

Dong Qing tried to scream for help in terror, but couldn't even utter a groan.

The sapphire blue dress was also removed, and her white bra was immediately pulled down. Dong Qing felt a chill; she was naked. Was this man going to assault her? Dong Qing wondered anxiously, but she couldn't open her eyes and see what he was doing.

To her surprise, the man didn't violate her naked body. Dong Qing felt a pair of underwear, high-waisted shapewear with a butt-lifting effect, being pulled onto her feet, then up her calves to her thighs, and finally to her waist. The man then put on another pair of underwear for her, a brand new pair of high-quality silk underwear. Dong Qing could tell from her senses that it was a premium product.

Next, a pair of pantyhose was put on her feet. Dong Qing could also tell that these weren't the same pairs she had worn before; these were high-quality velvet pantyhose. Slowly, the man gently put the pantyhose on Dong Qing. After putting them on, the man carefully smoothed out all the wrinkles on Dong Qing's legs, ensuring that the pantyhose covered her slender legs without any wrinkles.

Then, Dong Qing felt herself being dressed in a shirt, followed by a suit-style skirt, and a pair of sheer gloves. Finally, the man even tied a tie for himself.

When a pair of brand-new high heels were slipped onto her stockinged feet, Dong Qing felt the man seemed to have finished. She heard heavy breathing, as if the man was trying to sniff something.

After a while, a piece of fabric was brought close to her nose, and Dong Qing couldn't help but frown. The fabric smelled of a woman's genitals, a smell that Dong Qing found somewhat familiar.

It was her underwear. Just as Dong Qing realized this, she felt the man pry open her mouth. The underwear was slowly stuffed into her mouth, and Dong Qing felt nauseous, but her tongue was too weak to move; she could only let herself open her mouth and swallow the entire pair. After the underwear was completely inside, the man didn't stop.

Dong Qing felt a wad of silk fabric slowly entering her mouth; the taste and feel were somewhat familiar. Could it be the pantyhose she had just taken off her legs?

Dong Qing couldn't struggle; when the pantyhose was also stuffed into her mouth, she couldn't close it anymore. Her cheeks were bulging, her mouth stretched into a circle! The gag was pressed against her throat, and Dong Qing felt a surge of pain, wanting to cry, but her tear ducts were useless, leaving her sitting there numbly, like a lifeless doll.

The man sealed Dong Qing's mouth with wide, flesh-colored duct tape, then carefully checked her clothes. After confirming she was properly dressed, he covered her mouth and nose with a white towel. A strong smell of medicine filled her nostrils, and Dong Qing fainted… "Why is it shaking? Where am I standing?" Dong Qing didn't know how long she had been unconscious, but now she could finally open her eyes.

The scene before her shocked her! It seemed to be a subway car, which was still shaking violently.

However, every window had turned into a mirror, obscuring the outside world. The lights inside the car made it as bright as day. Dong Qing tried to move, but found herself without freedom. Her hands were raised high, her wrists bound by black leather handcuffs connected only by a single ring.

The ring was connected to a thin iron chain, the other end of which was fixed to a horizontal iron pipe above the subway.

Dong Qing's arms were bound and raised high, so that even in high heels, she could only stand upright to avoid dangling. Although her feet were not bound, she could not move, otherwise her body would not be able to touch the ground!

"Ugh...ugh..." Dong Qing tried to speak, but found that her mouth was still stuffed with underwear and pantyhose. The wide, flesh-colored tape sealing her mouth looked as if she had no mouth at all in the mirror.

Looking in the mirror, Dong Qing finally saw her appearance. Her jet-black hair was carefully styled into a bun and then held up with a black net, making her look elegant and noble, like a noble young woman. Olive green military uniform skirt, white long-sleeved shirt, snow-white silk gloves, black tie, light white pantyhose, and black high heels.

That man had actually dressed her up as a female military officer. Dong Qing, a former female soldier, has a special affection for military uniforms. However, today's uniform seems particularly tight-fitting. The skirt is 20 centimeters above the knee, making it a mini-skirt, and the narrow, hip-hugging design makes her hips appear even more sexy. Wearing such a sexy uniform, Dong Qing seems at a loss, standing there dumbfounded!

The subway doors opened, and a middle-aged man in a gray suit and frameless glasses entered. He had his hair neatly parted in a three-seven style, looking like an intellectual.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh..." Dong Qing looked in the mirror and saw the man sit down behind her. She immediately cried out, hoping he would untie her. But the man seemed not to hear her, continuing to read his newspaper.

After about five minutes, Dong Qing had already lost faith in this strange man. The middle-aged man stood up. Like an ordinary passenger, he stood beside Dong Qing. Dong Qing turned her head, but the man didn't react at all, standing there blankly.

This man is so strange? Dong Qing was wondering what was going on when she suddenly felt a hand touch her shapely buttocks. Wearing shapewear and a tight skirt, her full, firm buttocks were even more alluring. A woman being touched on the buttocks naturally reacts. Dong Qing instinctively stretched out her left foot and stepped on the man's right foot with the heel of her high heel.

"Ah!" The man, as expected, clutched his foot and sat down.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!" After a while in pain, the man got up and immediately apologized to Dong Qing. Dong Qing's eyes widened, and she kept making whimpering noises, hoping the man would rescue her, but he ignored her. Then, Dong Qing saw the man kneel down.

Was he really going to kneel down for her? Dong Qing was taken aback. But even more unexpectedly, the man grabbed Dong Qing's left calf with his left hand and skillfully removed her high heels with his right. Before Dong Qing could resist, her right high heel was also removed. Without her high heels, Dong Qing had no choice but to stand on tiptoe. Only then did Dong Qing realize that the man's kneeling wasn't to apologize, but to remove her only weapon for self-pleasure—her high heels!

Now she could only stand on tiptoe with her small feet clad in light-colored pantyhose. Dong Qing saw the lewd look in the man 's eyes behind her and inwardly groaned.

"Miss Dong Qing is really not gentle. I have no choice but to take off your high heels. It's so hot in the carriage, let me help you cool off!" Ignoring Dong Qing's protests, the man unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse and shirt. Without the bra, Dong Qing's two full breasts immediately sprang out. As Dong Qing breathed heavily, her cool, white breasts bounced up and down. Fear, shame, and a hint of pleasure caused her nipples to stand erect!

The man squatted down again, his fingers reaching for the soles of Dong Qing's feet, which were exposed as she stood on tiptoe, and began to tickle them gently. The tantalizing tickling made Dong Qing twist her body to try and escape, her feet pacing back and forth. But the man's fingers were relentless. Dong Qing was already tied to her limit and could only maintain her balance by standing on tiptoe. Now, as her feet struggled, she felt as if she were suspended in mid-air, only her wrists throbbing with pain.

Yet the man continued to tickle her soles, leaving Dong Qing with nowhere to run and nowhere to turn.

Finally, the man stopped playing with her soles. Dong Qing was exhausted and could only continue standing on tiptoe, afraid to move even slightly. The man lifted her left foot, which was encased in white pantyhose, and raised it backward, making her stand on one leg.

The man squatted down, greedily licking Dong Qing's sexy toes, encased in white stockings, as if savoring a delicacy. Although Dong Qing felt disgust and nausea, waves of tingling sensations spread from her toes throughout her body, but she only dared to slightly twist and struggle, afraid of arousing the man's interest and having him tickle her feet again.

The man's hand began to slowly move upwards along her stockinged legs, and slowly, his right hand slipped under Dong Qing's skirt. Dong Qing felt the man behind her stand up, his right hand reaching under her skirt and touching her crotch; the stimulation caused her to involuntarily clench her legs. The friction of her stockinged legs against his palms and the backs of his hands brought the man immense pleasure.

The man's left hand grasped and squeezed Dong Qing's breasts, while his right hand was not idle, rubbing and wandering between Dong Qing's anus and vulva. Through the stockings and underwear, the man's rough hands created a complex and multifaceted pleasure, quickly spreading throughout Dong Qing's entire body. Physiologically, Dong Qing's vagina began to secrete vaginal fluid.

Dong Qing blushed deeply, making embarrassed moaning sounds, her tightly closed legs unable to stop the flow of her wanton love juice. Out of self-defense, Dong Qing stood on tiptoe, repeatedly kicking the man behind her with her stockinged feet. But without high heels, the stockinged feet felt strangely comfortable kicking the man's legs. After

touching her for an unknown amount of time, the man seemed satisfied and withdrew his right hand from between Dong Qing's stockinged legs. At this moment, Dong Qing convulsed, and a stream of thick vaginal fluid gushed from her vagina!

"Come on, look at our beautiful Dong Qing's wanton lower body, so much fluid flowing out, smell it first!" the man said with a smile, extending his hand in front of Dong Qing. Even through the stockings and underwear, the man's hand was still covered in sticky fluid.

Seeing the slippery surface of the man's palm, Dong Qing understood how much vaginal fluid she had secreted, soaking even her underwear and stockings! She instinctively turned her head away, trying to escape, but the man grabbed Dong Qing's chin with his left hand and reached over with his right, smearing her vaginal fluid under her nose. The pungent smell of her genital secretions made Dong Qing feel so ashamed she almost fainted.

"Ugh—" Dong Qing gasped. The man lifted her military uniform skirt. The hem of the skirt was pulled up to her waist. Because the military uniform skirt Dong Qing was wearing was made of elastic fabric and had a narrow design, the skirt immediately cinched at her waist after being lifted up. Her lower body was exposed, and Dong Qing twisted her waist in shame, trying to pull the skirt down, but all her attempts were in vain.

There was a mirror opposite her, and Dong Qing saw her lower body. Underneath the white pantyhose, she was wearing a white thong. The pantyhose was actually made of the same material as the stockings, with white floral lace on it. The semi-transparent design made her pubic hair and rosy labia vaguely visible. Now, due to the copious secretions, the crotch of her panties and stockings was soaked, making her thick pubic hair and fleshy vulva even more clearly visible.

The man, from beginning to end, acted like an ordinary subway passenger, standing nonchalantly behind Dong Qing, his face revealing only a mysterious sexual arousal. Yet his hands never ceased their assault on Dong Qing. Dong Qing believed this man was definitely a lecherous pervert skilled at sexually harassing women on the subway, cursing him incessantly in her mind. However, with her hands bound and her mouth stuffed with panties and stockings, she couldn't even curse him. She could only utter indistinct whimpers, which sounded to the man like the moans of a woman seeking sex.

Dong Qing heard faint panting; the man was now pressed tightly against her back, his nose close to her earlobe, greedily inhaling Dong Qing's scent. His hands, meanwhile, were caressing Dong Qing's buttocks and genitals, encased in panties and stockings.

Dong Qing tried to escape, but the man held her tightly. Every time her buttocks left his bulging crotch, he would pull her genitals back down with both hands, her buttocks immediately returning to his groin. After a while, Dong Qing knew her struggles were futile, so she gave up resisting. The man's hands continued to caress her genitals, and she allowed him to take out his erect penis and rub it against her buttocks through her pantyhose and underwear. Dong Qing

was relentlessly violated by this pervert on the train. She didn't know how much time had passed before she felt the man let out a soft "Hah!" A thick liquid shot onto her buttocks, soon soaking her pantyhose and underwear. Dong Qing knew the man had ejaculated!

"Ugh..." Dong Qing groaned softly, sobbing. This was all she could do.

"No wonder you're a famous host; even with your mouth gagged, you can still make such beautiful sounds. Now, let me love you properly!" Hearing the man say this, Dong Qing knew something was wrong, but she was powerless to resist and could only let the man pull down her pantyhose and underwear. The man didn't take off Dong Qing's pantyhose; he just left them tangled together on Dong Qing's left calf, while the part of the pantyhose she was wearing on her right leg hung in mid-air, swaying back and forth.

The man easily grabbed Dong Qing's thighs from behind, pulling her into his arms, spreading her legs to expose her vulva. At this moment, her vulva was still constantly flowing with vaginal fluid, dripping onto the floor. In the man's arms, Dong Qing's legs were spread in an M shape, dangling in mid-air, with pantyhose and white underwear hanging on her left leg, a section of the stocking still hanging in mid-air, swaying back and forth with Dong Qing's trembling body.

After the man's first ejaculation, his penis became even more erect and thick. It seemed the warm-up was over. The man, from behind, inserted his penis into Dong Qing's vagina.

"Ugh—" Dong Qing let out a humiliating scream as a thick penis plunged deep into her vagina, almost suffocating the female host. Then, the man, no longer gentle as before, his face contorted with rage, began a frenzied piston-like motion. Her delicate body trembled violently in mid-air, thrust by the man's penis, Dong Qing feeling her breathing become difficult. Yet, deep within, she felt an unparalleled satisfaction, an unprecedented sexual pleasure coursing through her entire body.

After a brief period of pain, Dong Qing's body was immediately enveloped in sexual pleasure, and she began to make satisfied moaning sounds. Dong Qing's consciousness began to blur. She knew clearly that in all her years of sexual life, she had never felt so pleasurable, never so satisfied… A warm current rushed into her uterus, followed by an indescribable comfort throughout her body. She didn't know how much time had passed before Dong Qing finally awoke from her daze. The man had ejaculated inside her! Without any protection, the semen remained inside her body—wasn't it easy to get pregnant?

Dong Qing screamed in panic, her body twisting and turning, but the man seemed to crave her terrified expression. Seeing Dong Qing's fear, the man smiled with satisfaction. But instead of withdrawing his penis, he thrust it all the way in, ejaculating repeatedly deep inside Dong Qing's vagina. Only when his penis went limp and began to contract did he finally pull out, satisfied.

Dong Qing stood there on tiptoe, still shaken, as the man's thick, milky semen began to gush from her vagina, flowing down her thighs. The man looked at his handiwork with satisfaction, then pulled up his pants, ignoring Dong Qing's whimpering pleas, turned and opened the car door, leaving Dong Qing standing alone.

Another man quickly entered. Was it another pervert? Dong Qing thought in terror.

The man opened his backpack. Dong Qing looked down hard and saw him take out tissues, brand new briefs, and pantyhose. The man seemed busy and didn't have time to violate Dong Qing. He simply picked up a tissue and wiped the semen and vaginal fluid from Dong Qing's legs and lower body. Then, he took out a tampon and inserted it into Dong Qing's vagina to clean the semen and vaginal fluid inside.

After cleaning, the man changed Dong Qing into a pair of flesh-colored thongs, also high-waisted and hip-lifting, with lace patterns. Next, he put a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose on Dong Qing's legs. After putting on the pantyhose, the man pulled down Dong Qing's skirt and straightened her military uniform top, buttoning it up.

Seeing Dong Qing dressed neatly again, the man nodded in satisfaction. Ignoring Dong Qing's whimpering moans, the man wiped away her sweat and tears, then applied light makeup to her. Finally, the man put Dong Qing's black high heels back on her feet.

After dressing Dong Qing, the man turned on his walkie-talkie: "Xiao Wang, Dong Qing is dressed again. Please welcome the next guest." Hearing the man's voice, Dong Qing knew this was the same man who had carried her to the car while she was unconscious.

When she struggled to turn her head, the man had already removed the white panties and white stockings he had taken from her legs and left the car.

Dong Qing felt dizzy; she knew the next round of humiliation was about to begin.

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