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Shen Qian was gang-raped for the first time 

This was Shen Qian's first experience of being gang-raped.

Shen Qian graduated from university that year. Like other recent graduates, she was busy looking for a job, despite
being born into a middle-class family. Her parents had some connections in the city, but she didn't want
them to find her a job.

She had her own goals and aspirations.

Shen Qian majored in accounting, a profession that was both in high demand and difficult to find in today's society. It was
in demand because every company needed an accountant, but difficult because every company wanted an experienced one. Shen Qian
understood this, so she decided to lower her expectations and focus on gaining experience and qualifications.

Her efforts paid off, and soon she received a call from a real estate company inviting her for an interview. Excited and nervous about her first interview, Shen Qian diligently researched interview techniques

online . The next day, Shen Qian wore a professional women's suit she had never tried before—her first time dressing up as an office lady. Even she couldn't believe that the beautiful woman in the mirror was herself. Wearing a pink Western-style short skirt suit, the top accentuated her beautiful waist, while the skirt highlighted her full, curvaceous hips. She wore black peep-toe heels and light pink stockings, her long, straight legs looking radiant and charming. A quick twirl in front of the mirror revealed a mature sexiness combined with youthful cuteness. For this interview, Shen Qian had gone to the hair salon yesterday for a trendy South Korean wavy hairstyle, and after applying light makeup, she confidently strode out the door in her heels. The taxi ride took over an hour to arrive. As she got out, the driver glanced at Shen Qian's thighs with ill intent. Shen Qian shyly pulled down her skirt; even though she was used to wearing women's clothing, wearing an office lady skirt suit for the first time still made her feel a little awkward. A strange thrill surged through her, and her crotch slowly bulged. "Um, no…" Shen Qian shyly covered her skirt, a small mound rising between the smooth fabric. After getting off the bus and looking around, Shen Qian was somewhat surprised. This wasn't the office area with rows of buildings she . To the left was a chaotic construction site, with a six-story building recently painted. To the right, it looked more like a slum, with a group of ragged people sitting idly fanning themselves by the entrance. Shen Qian walked towards the construction site, but after a few steps, she suddenly felt a hand grab her ankle. Startled , she cried out and quickly pulled her foot away. Turning around, she saw an elderly beggar, around forty or fifty years old, lying weakly on the ground, muttering, "Please, young lady, please have mercy..." The old beggar had a broken leg, his body was covered in wounds, and his eyes were vacant; he looked quite pitiful. Shen Qian took out 50 yuan from her wallet and handed it to the beggar. This was originally her lunch money and taxi fare home for the afternoon. The old beggar hesitated for a moment, then immediately kowtowed profusely in gratitude… Shen Qian arrived at the construction site and searched for a long time before finally spotting a small, office-like building. Entering the room, she was startled to find a large group of migrant workers huddled together, making a racket. She wondered what was happening. Shen Qian spotted a young man in a suit in the crowd, hoping to get some information from him. “ Excuse me, is this xxx Real Estate Development Company?” she asked. The man, having finally managed to break free from the crowd, asked, “Who are you looking for?” Shen Qian explained, “My name is Shen Qian. I’m here for an interview. Where is the interview?” The man, preoccupied with his own situation, said, “Please sit over there and wait. Our manager will be here soon.” He then turned and shouted at the migrant workers, “Stop making noise! Our manager will be here soon! I ’m going to call him. You all wait quietly!” With that, he hurriedly squeezed into the inner room and locked the door. The migrant workers surrounded the doorway and shouted for a while before finally settling down, grumbling and cursing. Shen Qian sat uncomfortably in a corner, the room reeking of sweat. The scene was far from what she had expected. Just as she was feeling lost, she suddenly felt something warm on her legs. Looking down, she was startled to see a room full of migrant workers staring blankly at her stockinged thighs. Shen Qian instinctively closed her legs and covered her skirt with her shirt. At that moment, a male voice rang out: "Girl, your legs are so white. Is that because of your… stockings ?" Shen Qian blushed crimson, muttering, "Pervert!" but her voice was drowned out . Suddenly, the stockings on Shen Qian's thighs tightened. Looking down, she saw the migrant worker next to her gently tugging at them. Shen Qian stared at the man's face, her ashamed and indignant. His face was covered in patches of black and white grime, except for two . His face was twisted with a wicked grin and infatuation, making him look extremely ugly. Shen Qian was about to push him away when a man rushed in from outside, shouting, "Damn it! That kid's gone!! We 're not getting our wages today!" The room erupted in curses, and the migrant workers all got up and started to leave. Just then, the guy next to Shen Qian grabbed her and yelled, "Brothers, it's okay if we didn't get our wages, we'll try again tomorrow. But we're all lucky today, look what that fat guy brought us !" Everyone turned to look at Shen Qian, and the room fell into a deathly silence. Shen Qian screamed in fright, "What do you want? If you come near me, I'll call for help!" At this moment, a short, fat migrant worker said to the crowd, "Zhang Ersha is right! This girl is in cahoots with that If we don't get our wages, we'll have to use me to pay off our debts! Don't you all agree?" The group's eyes widened, and they whispered among themselves, "Yeah, there's no outsider on this construction site. Let's take her to our shed and enjoy ourselves!" "Damn, this girl is fucking hot, her figure is even better than that TV host from yesterday!" "She looks like that...that..." Before Shen Qian could even utter a sound, a black sack was put over her head. Immediately afterwards, she felt a group of people carrying her out. Shen Qian struggled desperately, but she was no match for the group of migrant workers who did hard labor every day. Along the way, she felt countless hands groping her breasts, buttocks, groin, and thighs, grabbing her painfully. Some even licked her stockinged feet as they walked. Not long after, Shen Qian was thrown to the ground, and someone ripped the sack off her head. Shen Qian immediately screamed, "Help!"















































































































"Help! Help!! Someone save Shen Qian!"

The short, fat man wiped his drool and leered, "You're in Shen Qian's shed, there's not a soul around,
what good is your screaming!"

A group of men swiftly stripped off their smelly clothes and pounced on Shen Qian like wolves starving after a winter's end,
groping and licking her indiscriminately.

They had never had the chance to speak to such a beautiful girl, let alone touch her body.

"Big brothers and uncles, please let me go, I just graduated and came here to look for a job. If you
let , I will definitely thank you properly..."

Shen Qian pleaded.

But these hungry dogs, blinded by lust, had no idea of chivalry. In a few quick movements, they tore open Shen Qian
's pink coat and the white shirt underneath, revealing the girl's proud breasts.

Those gathered in front were stunned. "My god, these are much prettier than my wife's. My wife's are all flat
..."

A migrant worker pounced on her like a madman, kissing her wildly, while Shen Qian cried out in pain. Seeing this, a group of people
swarmed around her like flies, grabbing at her like they were fighting over steamed buns in a steamer. Shen Qian's cries
were drowned out by the excited panting of dozens of migrant workers.

Those migrant workers on the outer edge, unable to get their hands on the soft breasts, turned their attention elsewhere, and Shen Qian's beautiful legs and small feet
in stockings naturally became their first target.

Zhang Ersha was the first to rush forward. He was the first person in the office to flirt with Shen Qian using stockings as a topic.

In Zhang Ersha's mind, stockings and high heels were the distinguishing mark between city women and rural women. Although reform
and opening up had allowed rural women to learn to wear stockings like city women, legs deformed by work and poverty
still didn't look right in stockings, no matter how good they were.

Now, holding such a pair of fair and slender legs in stockings felt like a dream. He licked Shen Qian's legs haphazardly
, his hands gripping her ankles like iron clamps. Zhang Ersha, still a virgin, was completely
isolated from his surroundings.

With each friction of his tongue against her stockings and legs, the fire in his chest burned ever brighter, yearning for a
more unimaginable and unusual way to release it.

So, Zhang Ersha stopped licking Shen Qian's legs, shoved away the boy licking her instep,
grabbed her foot tightly in her open-back high heels, and impatiently pulled out his penis, inserting it
between .

The high heel had a buckle at the back, which
tightened around Zhang Ersha's penis, creating a powerful grip.

On one side, there was the strange feel of stockings and the soft, warm soles of her feet; on the other, the cold, hard surface of high heels. Caught in
this bizarre double grip, Zhang Ersha groaned with pleasure, thrusting wildly, as if Shen Qian's feet were
the vagina of a lowly prostitute, brutally ravaging her…

Shen Qian's entire body was being rubbed by the hands, penises, and tongues of the migrant workers. Her mouth was also stuffed with the tongue of a short,
fat man who had never married, now shoving his large, foul-smelling tongue into Shen Qian's mouth, his
saliva flowing uncontrollably into her mouth.

Suddenly, Shen Qian felt a scalding heat flow from the soles of her feet; Zhang Ersha had ejaculated.

The others were also frantically seeking an outlet for their raging lust. Some imitated Zhang Ersha, rubbing
Shen Qian's feet; some rubbed their penises haphazardly against her soft breasts; some desperately grabbed Shen Qian's hands,
masturbating them.

The short, fat man shoved his foul-smelling penis into Shen Qian's small mouth. Even a prostitute wouldn't want to
lick such stinking, swollen flesh, yet it was completely stuffed into her sexy little mouth, all the way to her
throat. Shen Qian kept gagging! Her throat contracted like a spasm, swallowing streams of foul-smelling
saliva…

The short, fat man was so excited that his mind went blank. He just left his penis stuck in Shen Qian's throat, forgetting to
pull it out. Shen Qian's eyes rolled back, her whole body convulsing. If the migrant workers next to her hadn't quickly pushed the short, fat man away, she
probably wouldn't have survived.

After the fat man pulled it out, Shen Qian gasped for breath, coughing repeatedly, but this didn't stop the others
from continuing to vent their lust on Shen Qian's beautiful body.

The two migrant workers behind, fucking Shen Qian's beautiful feet, were also bewitched like Zhang Ersha, as if Shen Qian's feet
possessed a prostitute's base charm that made them unable to control themselves, fucking them wildly and roughly.

The semen and frantic friction had torn the stockings on Shen Qian's feet. The migrant worker, who was fondling her feet,
simply shoved his penis through the tear and began to fuck her wildly.

A tall, thin migrant worker was frantically licking Shen Qian's beautiful legs when suddenly he convulsed as if having a seizure; the visual and tactile stimulation
alone was enough to make him ejaculate.

After sitting slumped for a while, he seemed to feel cheated. He pushed aside the heads pressed against Shen Qian's buttocks, pulled out his
penis, and pressed it into the crevice of her pantyhose-clad anus.

This pressure immediately gave him a strange sensation; he sprang up as if electrocuted, tore open Shen Qian's pantyhose, and pulled off
her underwear.

There, a straight penis sprang out, almost identical to his own. Below was her wide-open
anus, still stuffed with a toy.

Shen Qian was too ashamed to lift her head; her secret had been discovered, and in a state of arousal at that. The urethral opening on
the glans was throbbing with precum.

The tall, thin migrant worker stared blankly at Shen Qian's penis for a long time, motionless. "Damn! This bitch is a transvestite!"

he exclaimed excitedly. He pulled a toy out of Shen Qian's anus, his body thrusting forward uncontrollably,
and with a it slid into Shen Qian's anus. At the same time, semen spurted out with a "plop," making a
mess of her crotch.

Shen Qian's lust was ignited, and she moaned. She opened her mouth, but then took in another penis.

After the tall, thin man finished ejaculating, he pulled out his penis and mischievously stuffed a tattered stocking into Shen Qian's anus, creating a
magically sexy hole.

Several migrant workers rushed forward, inserting their penises into that irresistible hole.
The friction between the penises and the anal wall through the semen-soaked stockings created a frenzied magic, making the migrant workers clinging to Shen Qian's buttocks
move wildly as if they had taken ecstasy.

They were on top of Shen Qian, their lower bodies thrusting relentlessly, their mouths biting her ear. Shen Qian,
oblivious to the pain, was lost in wave after wave of pleasure.

Unfortunately, they hadn't even lasted ten thrusts before the intense physical and psychological stimulation caused him to ejaculate, his semen spilling onto the silk...
With the stockings obstructing the flow, the semen spilled out, running down Shen Qian's thighs.

The young migrant worker was unwilling to pull out, wanting to continue possessing this "devil's hole," but his friend wouldn't allow it,
pulling him off. A middle-aged migrant worker in his early forties immediately seized the opportunity to ride on top.

The other migrant workers who hadn't gotten a turn eagerly asked the tall, thin man, "How was it? How was it? What did this transvestite's anus
feel like ?"

He recovered and cursed, "Of course it was amazing! Need I say more?
The feeling of a penis wrapped in stockings, itchy and tight, that's what I call awesome! Much better than fucking my wife's loose hole!"

The other migrant workers seemed to understand, trembling with impatience. Together, they flipped the middle-aged migrant worker who was riding on Shen Qian's buttocks like a dog
over, "Brother, don't just enjoy it yourself!"

The middle-aged migrant worker quickly pulled away, his erect penis greeting Shen Qian's anus.

Shen Qian was experiencing unbearable pleasure. She had never been played with like this before. The stockings made each wave of pleasure even more
intense . The migrant worker's dirty, smelly penis was forcefully shoved inside, powerful and vigorous
. Shen Qian fainted during a violent orgasm.

Two migrant workers, one oral and one anal, sandwiched Shen Qian between them, thrusting wildly. The other
migrant workers unable to access Shen Qian's mouth and breasts, could only scramble to fuck her high-heeled feet.

These stockinged feet had already been fucked twenty or thirty times before. The high heels and stockings were covered in saliva and
semen, making these already lewd feet look even more depraved.

At this moment, this lewd scene was being secretly watched by a pair of eyes, eyes close to the ground.

No one expected that the old beggar whom Shen Qian had given money to earlier had followed her into the construction site, and later,
seeing Shen Qian being carried out by the migrant workers, he had followed her all the way here.

No one knows how he convinced his conscience not to help the poor, kind-hearted cross-dressing girl. He
just lay there, staring blankly with his muddled eyes.

Shen Qian was being fucked by these migrant workers in various positions. The stockings stretched into her anus were already torn, and semen was leaking out like water from a leaking
pipe .

More than thirty migrant workers, each of them had ejaculated on Shen Qian no less than five times. They had accumulated a year's worth of desire,
intending to unleash it on their plump wives back home after receiving their wages, but instead, they gave it all to Shen
Qian here.

Shen Qian's anus was swollen and red like a blooming chrysanthemum, stimulating the migrant workers to endlessly stuff it inside.

After more than ten hours, the migrant workers finally left, satisfied. On the messy ground, Shen Qian, who had
fainted lay face down with her swollen and red buttocks raised, like a bitch waiting for the next man to fuck her.

Her clothes were a jumbled mess of shreds, her stockings torn to shreds, the stretched-out portion
still stuffed into her anus. Her entire body was covered in a whitish liquid, her high heels obscured by semen
, and her swollen vulva gushed semen like a fountain.

The old beggar, who had been lying in wait outside for over ten hours, eagerly crawled over,
pressing his entire body against hers like a dog finding food. Shen Qian beneath him was like a broken doll.

Without any unnecessary movements, the old beggar thrust his smeared penis into Shen Qian's
swollen anus.

He felt her vulva contracting incessantly, the swelling of the inner walls making it unusually
tight.

With each thrust, white semen oozed from Shen Qian's anus.

Just as the old beggar was lewdly thrusting on Shen Qian, she slowly woke up. When she turned her head and saw that the person clinging to
her back was the old beggar she had given alms to before, Shen Qian was startled and tried to struggle to get up.

However, after being tormented by forty men all night, she had no strength left to resist. To make matters worse, the old beggar was holding her
penis in his hand, stroking it back and forth…

Waves of tingling pleasure spread throughout her body, and Shen Qian convulsed, kicking her small legs.

Shen Qian's awakening excited the old beggar even more. He flipped her over and knelt before her, continuing his
frenzied thrusting.

The old beggar rubbed his penis against hers, caressing her testicles. "Ugh! No!" Shen Qian felt
a spasm in her lower body, and a thick stream of semen spurted from her urethra—her third ejaculation of the night.

The old beggar then grabbed one of Shen Qian's stockinged feet and greedily put her toes in his mouth.

Suddenly, the old beggar bit down hard on her toe, convulsed a few times, and ejaculated.

The pain in her toe and the scalding semen made Shen Qian scream out loud…

The old beggar continued to convulse, completely ignoring her, the semen gushing out like a floodgate opening,
as if it were the culmination of his entire life's work.

After four or five minutes, a flashlight beam shone in, and the old beggar, still not finished, hurriedly pulled out his penis and
scrambled into the shadows.

Shen Qian frantically cried for help, but the group ignored her, only shining the flashlight on her . The
leaders seemed to be discussing something.

It turned out they were from the nearby slums, having heard Shen Qian's screams and rushed over.

After a while, a man came and picked Shen Qian up, hoisting her onto his shoulder.

Shen Qian breathed a sigh of relief; the more than ten hours of gang rape were finally coming to an end. Exhausted, she fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Qian slowly opened her eyes. Before her stood not her parents, nor the doctor, but the lewd face of a filthy,
fat man , his erect penis violating her lower body.

Looking around, dozens of men from the slums surrounded Shen Qian; some masturbated, some fondled her stockinged
feet, some licked her nipples.

Shen Qian fainted again… She never told me how she escaped from the slums, but she could never
forget that lewd experience…

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