[Born from the Ashes] 4

Since it's the Lunar New Year, I won't include any overly heart-wrenching scenes. Hopefully, you can read with peace of mind .
Originally, this story was supposed to be a separate side story, like "The Merchant and the Slave Girl," and much longer and richer.
However, as you can see from the current situation, I've merged it into the main story of "The Ruby."
This world is cold.
A girl walks alone on the cold, damp streets. She is the most beautiful girl in the entire city, and also
the lowest-ranking prostitute. Her name is Lin, and she comes from the far west. Alone in this unfamiliar
city, she endures her grievances and pain in solitude. The girl raises her head blankly, gazing at the dark sky and surveying
the surrounding scenery. Why does everything in the world seem so empty, dark, and unfamiliar to her
?
The girl walks alone on the street, step by step. There is no taste of home, no lush green
lawns, no clear, sparkling lakes, only a city she has never seen before, black
houses built of mud, a suffocating cold, and the loneliness of a foreign land.
This is all the color around her.
Suddenly, a cool breeze swept in, a strong wind whipping up a cloud of dust that rushed towards the girl. The wind made her
instinctively curl up.
Wearing only thin underwear, she felt exhausted and cold. A whole day of abuse had left her mentally and physically drained.
Hiding behind a dilapidated wall, she just wanted to rest. But as always,
her ordeal was far from over. Soon, the prostitutes, jealous of her beauty, appeared before Lin with a group of men
.
Soon, these men would assault her, beat her, draw humiliating words on her body, then tie her up
and dump her somewhere in the city like trash. Crying would be useless, only attracting more ridicule and
abuse. Besides, she no longer had the strength to cry out.
And this happened every day.
The girl helplessly closed her eyes, curling up—her only resistance. But this time,
the situation changed. The girl, with her eyes closed, only heard the prostitute's cries, then the sounds of fighting. It ended
quickly, and before she could even open her eyes, she felt someone gently stroke her hair and then
pull her into an embrace.
At that moment, the desperate and helpless girl felt warmth for the first time. In this cold environment,
the body holding her radiated heat, like a fire in the darkness, giving Lin a
true sense of comfort.
The girl looked up, through her golden hair, at the person holding her. She was about her age
, slender, with fair skin and long red hair, like a red flame that
dispelled the darkness.
She was so beautiful, Lin thought dreamily.
...
The second time Lin saw this red-haired girl, she was placed in a box by the merchant Luo, covered in
various sex toys used to humiliate women, and taken away like an object. She knew what awaited her, but
there was nothing she could do. In this city, she had become accustomed to being hurt. Just then, the box
fell to the ground, and the red-haired girl opened it again.
But in the end, the red-haired girl failed; she herself was captured by Luo An and subjected to his wrath.
Her cries of anguish could be heard in the underground training room. Lin secretly hid to the side, and that's when she learned the girl
's name.
Her name was Xi, a name like the sun.
Then, things changed. Luo An had urgent business to attend to the next day, leaving her to be
toyed with by a group of thugs, because Luo An hated her. At the same time, in her rage, Luo An threw Xi's life to those people like trash.
Unlike her, those people treated Xi with the utmost cruelty, disregarding her life or death.
It was the fourth day. Lin secretly entered Xi's training room. The red-haired girl was still tied to the triangular wooden horse
, her breasts pulled high and fastened to the pillars above. Even the slightest movement would pull on her nipples,
the excruciating pain keeping her awake. Her body was also fixed there, covered in whip marks and
signs of rape.
What worried her even more was that these thugs had no intention of sparing Xi's life; they would deprive her of food and water, letting
her slowly die. The only solution Lin could think of was to feed her
benefactor with her own breast milk. Ironically, Lin's breasts had been drugged, becoming large and full of milk, rich
in nutrients, barely sustaining Xi's life.
But Lin knew she had to do something
…
Lin was familiar with this city; she had been captured a year ago, enduring all sorts of inhuman
torture, making her accustomed to harm. Lin found a large cloak, secretly slipped out, and
came to the streets of Seraman.
First, she needed money to buy water and food so that Xi could survive the day.
However, Lin, as a slave, had no money. After trying to beg a bakery owner to leave
, the girl gave up. This was a cold city; people wouldn't pity
a female slave like her, they would only laugh at her. So Lin was left with only her last tool: her body.
"My lord, what do you think of me? Do you need me to serve you?" On the streets of Seraman,
Lin leaned against a wall, raising her snow-white buttocks high, then swaying them seductively to attract passersby
.
"Oh, isn't this little slut, Lin?" A man walked up behind the girl, inserted his fingers into her
vagina, played with it a few times, and then slapped Lin's buttocks. "What, Roberts let you out again? It
doesn't matter anymore, it's been over a year, you should know you can't escape."
"Yes, sir, would you like me to serve you?" Lin asked shyly. This delicate girl
didn't yet know how to attract men like real prostitutes, but she had
something that other prostitutes couldn't match: her unparalleled beauty.
"Since you've offered yourself up, of course I'll take you. Going to Roberts costs money, and someone like me can afford to spend..."
"No way." Upon hearing this, the man immediately pulled down his pants. His poor, rough hands caressed
the girl's delicate skin. Lin's skin was always soft and smooth, and she had a
faint fragrance.
"Really, even though she's a public prostitute in Seraman, no one else can compare." The man
licked his lips, played with Lin's buttocks a few times, then parted her labia and inserted his penis
. His movements were rough and without foreplay; after all, no man could resist such a beautiful body
.
Although she was only wearing linen slave clothes, it did not detract from her beauty. The girl was pressed against
the wall, and the man entered her from behind, one hand playing with Lin's breasts, the other putting
into her mouth.
"These breasts, so big. So cute, yet so big. She's definitely a slutty girl."
The man fondled Lin's breasts while his other hand went into her mouth. It was a poor man's hand, calloused
and filthy, but men loved to defile beautiful things, especially the
flesh he had offered himself. "
Master, ah, ooh, ooh ooh," Lin cried out, for before she had consented, the
filthy hand had entered. The girl swayed, but didn't struggle much; obedience to the man seemed
to have become her instinct. She stuck out her tongue and licked the man's rough fingers, while his
penis began to thrust behind her.
"Damn, so fast!" The man was angry at his own lack of self-control. He had
n't touched a woman in a while. Slaves were a specialty of Seraman, but not for poor people like him, let alone
such a stunning beauty. Unable to hold back, the man quickly ejaculated inside the girl's vagina. Then he withdrew
his limp penis, but his hands still couldn't help but fondle Lin's body.
“This skin, this touch, it’s so hard to let go.” The man pressed the girl against the wall, his hands still
roaming freely over her body. Lin silently endured it all; she dared not offend her customer, because
someone had trained her like this before.
“M-Master…” Finally, after the man had had his fill, he pulled up his pants, and the girl cautiously
reminded him.
“Oh, sorry, I don’t have any money on me, you little slut.” Suddenly, the man revealed
his true intentions.
“But, but…” Lin lowered her eyes.
“But what? Don’t forget, you came here to be fucked yourself, not me.
Did I say I would give you money?” As he finished speaking, the man didn’t forget to slap Lin hard, knocking her to the
ground and into a nearby basket, looking utterly disheveled. After beating her, the man swaggered away, leaving only
passersby who laughed at the whole thing.
This was the kind of city it was.
The girl struggled to her feet; she was used to it, this wasn’t the first time it had happened. So the girl continued to stand
by the roadside, soliciting customers like a real prostitute. Finally, a man approached, this time
appearing to be a traveler.
"You... are you a prostitute here?" Looking at the pitiful beauty before him, the man was somewhat incredulous.
"Yes, sir, do you need my services? I need money, just a little, please?"
Lin covered her face with one hand and her genitals with the other, her genitals still dripping with semen.
"Your genitals have already been used; I feel a bit dirty." The traveler showed a look of disgust.
"Then, then use my mouth, or your back, sir, I will satisfy you, really, please."
Lin's voice was almost a plea.
"My mouth, ah, that's acceptable." The traveler walked up to Lin, lifted her face—a
face so beautiful it was heartbreaking—"But, are you really a prostitute?"
"Sir, please don't ask anymore, I will serve you well." Lin knelt down, gently unzipped the traveler
's trousers, and then slowly removed his penis. Her movements were skilled yet gentle; it was hard to imagine that such
a girl could be a prostitute. The traveler tilted his head back; this was the most unforgettable
oral sex he had experienced on his journey so far. The girl's small mouth held his penis, her tongue gently teasing the glans, bringing the man
intense pleasure.
"I... I can't hold back anymore." Such beauty in her eyes, and such vulnerability, awakened
the beast within the man. The man roughly grabbed the girl's head and began to thrust wildly. As a traveler, he had just arrived
in this city and hadn't been with a woman for a long time; his pent-up energy was completely released on Lin.
"M-Master, I... I feel so bad, ugh, ugh!!" The girl whimpered as the man held her
head, frantically performing deep throat oral sex. His thick, hard penis, pent up from not having touched a woman for so long,
pounded against her throat like a battering ram, and then he ejaculated. A large amount of semen surged into Lin's throat. The girl was caught off guard
; her delicate throat couldn't possibly handle such a thick amount of semen.
A look of fear crossed her face, and soon the semen overflowed from her clapping cheeks. Lin became like a vampire
, vomiting the man's semen repeatedly.
The traveler, after ejaculating, slumped to the ground, looking back on his actions. Finally,
without a word, he threw the coins in front of the girl and left in a disheveled state.
Lin, still sitting on the ground, continued to vomit. It took her a long time to recover. The first thing she did
was pick up the coins. It wasn't much, but enough to buy her a loaf of bread. Lin carefully scooped up
the coins with both hands and placed them close to her body.
The girl stood up; her throat, filled with thick semen after the deep throat, made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"I want water," she said. But in a sandy city like Seraman, clean water cost money.
But she only had enough money for one meal, so Lynn had to give up. However, she hadn't walked far when her throat felt like it was burning
with fever, forcing her to turn back and look for water.
The wells in Seraman were all manned, and people couldn't just take water from them, but she knew of one well that wasn't.
The girl was afraid to go there because it was located in a corner of the slums, as the poor there treated her even
worse. But she had no other choice, so she mustered her courage and went alone.
The slums were always deathly still during the day; homeless people sat numbly, curled up in dark corners,
their lives meaningless. But even these people had desires. When Lin entered
the slums, the girl felt a chill run down her spine.
After all, she was such a beautiful girl, so beautiful that no man could remain unmoved. But these people
knew her identity and didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble. Lin tried to wrap herself in a
large leather cloak she had picked up from the ground, and quietly approached the well. Just as she was about to pull up the bucket, a dirty hand touched
her buttocks.
"Hey, little sister, your buttocks are showing, so white, what are you doing here?" Lin was startled
, and the bucket she had managed to pull up fell back into the well. Then, a homeless man picked her up by the waist
and dragged her to a secluded corner.
This was the worst-case scenario; Lin knew what was about to happen. Sure enough, the homeless man first gagged her
, then straddled her, forcibly spreading her legs.
"Just been with someone? But it's okay, haven't been with a woman in a long time. That woman named Xi
hasn't come here lately, I can't stand not having a woman." The man said as he pounced on the girl like a wolf
, tearing off her clothes, immediately exposing her fair and delicate skin, arousing the man's
lust.
"So beautiful, just like a princess." The homeless man exclaimed as he
vented his lust on her. This blonde girl was much weaker than the red-haired girl from before; she was easy to bully
, her movements weak and powerless, easily subdued. The homeless man lifted the girl's spread legs to her waist, and
as soon as he released one hand from her, she struggled.
It's easy for a man to deal with a woman, especially such a weak girl. Violence is always the most direct
method. The homeless man straddled Lin, relentlessly beating her until she could no longer scream. Then
, the assault became much easier.
...
What is the meaning of life? Why did I come into this world? Why
, even my father, would use me? Why did my mother cast a blood curse on me?
Why does everyone around me betray me?
My body is being played with, my spirit desecrated, even my life utterly destroyed, and then I'm going to
die like a stray dog in this strange city, in this place. So, why was I born?
In the underground training room, the red-haired girl was still on the wooden horse, her breasts spurted high. She hadn't eaten anything;
another whole day of abuse and humiliation had left her on the verge of death.
If it weren't for that girl from yesterday, perhaps she would already be dead.
Who was that girl from yesterday? It didn't matter anymore. She wouldn't come back; she would inevitably
abandon her like everyone else. Whatever the reason, the result would be the same.
The whip lashed her body, and the red-haired girl remained silent, tears of crimson streaming down her face.
...
At night, when Lin woke up, she had already been violated several times. After the first man left,
she was gang-raped by more homeless men. No matter how much she screamed, it was useless
. As the weak, she could only helplessly endure it all.
"Is it...night?" Lin struggled to sit up. "Oh no, I have to buy her something
to eat, otherwise, she will die."
The girl hurriedly stood up, but immediately felt cold all over. She was naked, even the slave clothes she used to cover herself
had been taken away, and the little money she had earned from prostitution during the day was long gone.
"No, don't do this, what should I do, what should I do?" The girl slumped to the ground. The desert
weather was always so cold, and so were the people's hearts. She curled up in a corner. She was most afraid of the cold.
At this time, she would always try to recall the things that allowed her to persevere.
Then, she thought of that day, when that warm girl hugged her. She was so beautiful, with
long, fiery red hair, so warm, she had never felt so warm before.
So the girl stood up and rushed to the city's red-light district at night, once again leaning against the wall, posing as a
prostitute to solicit customers.
"Excuse me, gentlemen passing by, would you like my services?" In the dark of the city, a blonde
girl so pitifully begged for her body.
Late at night, when Lin dragged her exhausted body back to the training room, her hands were still empty,
and her body bore even more grime. Although she had managed to earn some money again, it was quickly
stolen by passing children, who then tied her up and took turns violating her until late at night.
"I'm sorry, I'm so useless, I can't do anything," Lin cried, hugging
the red-haired girl who was barely alive on the rocking horse. She straightened herself up again, offering her nipple to the girl's lips. "This is the only
way I can do it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Lin cried as she held the girl tightly, preventing her body from falling, and thus
the night passed.
...
In a daze, Xi felt herself being embraced again, and then a nipple was placed in her mouth. It was
the same taste, the same girl supporting her life with her own milk.
Who was she? Why was she doing this?
It was all meaningless, because sooner or later this girl would abandon her, just like everyone else.
Xi thought to herself, and then fell asleep; her strength was no longer enough to keep her awake.
However, the girl ultimately did not abandon her; she stayed by her side, caring for her.
The torment continued; every day the guards intensified their abuse, even affecting the
girl who cared for her. The girl was also beaten and humiliated, but she still did not give up on her. Every day, the girl
would drag her weary body out, and then return exhausted at night, her movements revealing her weakness.
At first, there was still breast milk, but gradually even that became scarce. The girl even climbed onto the rocking horse, spread her legs,
and masturbated, using her nectar to try and save her life.
The girl was using all her strength to save her, even at the cost of her own body.
Why?
...
In her hometown dialect, Xi means sun, and she had loved the sun since childhood. The sun is always
associated with fire; she was a princess born of fire, a bride of flame, the embodiment of fire. She always yearned for the
sun, hoping to be like it, bringing light and heat, hope and justice to others—at least, that's what she
believed.
However, her light and heat were too dazzling, so bright it was blinding, so hot it was unapproachable. Unconsciously
, she made more and more enemies, and those around her grew increasingly distant. Finally, she realized that her flame could not
become light.
In the morning, the blindfold slipped off, and Xi slowly opened her eyes, finally seeing
the girl who had been taking care of her all along.
The girl was lying on the rocking horse, asleep from exhaustion. Xi gazed at the girl. She was
young and beautiful, like a princess straight out of a fairy tale. Her skin was fair and delicate, her figure
graceful, and she had long, beautiful hair as golden as ever. She had never seen such beautiful hair before.
Bathed in the sunlight streaming through the window, the girl seemed to be basking in it.
A princess in the sunlight—suddenly, Xi remembered that fairy tale—the princess Ai Ling in the fairy tale was
described as a girl like sunshine, exactly like the girl before her.
"Are you awake?" The girl looked up, and in that instant, Xi saw the girl's face clearly. The girl's delicate
face immediately overlapped with her favorite doll from childhood, even more beautiful and real than the doll.
So, her most beloved doll was right before her eyes.
At this moment, the fates of Xi and Lin, two girls, began to intertwine.

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