[The Detective's Wife Rescues the Chief] (Part 1)

Author: Green Field
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Word Count: 11499
On the weekend, I finally managed to squeeze out a little free time from my busy work to go shopping with my wife.
We bought her clothes and shoes, watched a movie, and enjoyed some alone time together.
My wife sat on the sofa in the shoe store, took off her shoes, revealing her beautiful feet in flesh-colored stockings. She slipped the new shoes
onto her small feet, attracting glances from the men around us.
My wife's legs were not only long and slender, but also proportionally balanced between her thighs and calves. Her calves had beautiful curves, were fleshy and
elastic, and looked particularly smooth and sexy in the flesh-colored stockings. Her feet were also very small, and the stockings encased
her jade-like feet, making one want to hold them in their hands and play with them. Her toes were round and full, encased in dark flesh-colored stockings,
round and smooth, with slightly pointed toes. Even men without a foot fetish would definitely want to put them in their mouths
, lick them with their tongues, and taste the sour and fragrant smell between her toes, making their mouths water.
Just as I was admiring my wife trying on shoes with the other men, the phone rang. It was the chief, calling
to tell us to come to the police station immediately; something seemed to be a problem.
Was there another new case? I didn't know.
"Honey, how do you like these shoes?" my wife asked, looking at herself in the mirror. I said, "The chief wants us back
at the station now."
My wife took off her shoes, put on her old ones, and we walked out of the shoe store, leaving behind a few disappointed men who seemed to
still want more.
We hadn't driven, so we took the subway to the station.
On the subway, we spotted a pervert, a young one at that, with dyed blond hair and a sleazy look,
reaching out to grope a girl's buttocks.
My wife and I exchanged a glance; as police officers, we couldn't ignore this.
My wife went up to the girl and stood next to her.
In terms of temperament, appearance, and looks, my wife was several levels above that girl
. Any man would choose the beautiful woman, let alone a pervert like that.
The guy glanced at my wife up and down, then abandoned the girl and focused his attention on her
.
He moved behind his wife, tentatively touching her with the back of his hand. Seeing no
reaction, he then touched her buttocks.
His wife feigned shyness and timidity, gripping the handrail. She wore a fish-mouth
style pencil skirt that clung tightly to her ample hips, highlighting their curves.
The young man, seemingly unsatisfied with his gentle touch, finally succumbed to the allure of her shapely buttocks and forcefully
grabbed her buttocks.
His wife leaned forward slightly, gripping the handrail even tighter, her expression becoming even
more tense and shy.
This behavior undoubtedly made the young man think she was weak and easy to bully, so he grew bolder and
actually grabbed the hem of her skirt, lifting it up.
To the young man's surprise, his wife wasn't wearing underwear under her skirt, but only a
pair of flesh-colored pantyhose. The pantyhose covered her buttocks, smooth and fleshy.
The young man seemed incredulous, but he was clearly delighted. He leaned close to his wife's ear and said, "I never thought you
were such a slut." He then slipped his hand inside her pantyhose, running his fingers along her buttocks until they reached her
vulva.
Looking down, he saw his fingers were held between his wife's labia, and unlike other women, her vulva
wasn't hairy; it was a smooth, white tiger's vulva.
The young man became even more excited, and without thinking, he pulled out his penis and began licking his wife's earlobe and neck
. His fingers moved in and out of her vulva, causing her to become quite wet. If it weren't for the crowded and noisy subway
, one could have heard the squelching sounds of their friction.
Just as this pervert was feeling smug and acting with impunity, a hand suddenly gripped his
wrist. That hand, of course, was mine. He turned his head and saw my menacing expression and my
towering figure, a good half a head taller than him. He shuddered and ejaculated onto my wife's buttocks.
After getting off the subway, my wife and I took this scoundrel to the police station.
"Let me go! Why are you arresting me?" the blond-haired guy yelled angrily.
I said, "Indecent assault. You're going to jail."
"Pah! This bitch seduced me!" the blond-haired guy retorted.
I slapped him on the head. "Behave yourself. She's a cop too. Seducing you? Dream on!"
"What!" The blond guy looked incredulous, sizing up my wife again. He still seemed unconvinced, and
after a long pause, he said, "How can a cop be so slutty?"
My wife said, "Police officers are people too. It's my habit not to wear underwear. If you touch me, you've committed a crime and deserve
punishment."
The blond guy said, "What's so great about that? My dad's a cop too. He'll get me out of here soon."
I said, "Why didn't your dad properly educate you, you bad boy?"
The blond guy said unhappily, "Go to hell. You're the ones who need to be educated. You're looking down on people. Wait until my dad gets here,
and see how he deals with you." As he spoke, he glared fiercely at my wife, "Bitch, I'll make you work as a prostitute."
My wife ignored him, and I didn't want to waste words with this scoundrel. I raised my hand and slapped him on the head again,
making him howl in pain.
After locking Huang Mao in the suspect's cell, my wife and I went to the bureau chief's office. The bureau chief
sat solemnly in his seat, and on the sofa next to him sat two men I'd never seen before, one
younger and the other older.
The older man said, "Alright, just say what you need to say quickly, and then you can leave." He spoke
to the bureau chief, his tone commanding.
"What happened to the bureau chief?" I had a feeling something serious had occurred.
The bureau chief stood up. "Let me introduce you. This is your future bureau chief, Zhou Guoping.
You can call him Old Zhou." The bureau chief was referring to the older man on the sofa, and my wife and I
were both taken aback by his words.
The bureau chief seemed too busy to explain, or perhaps it wasn't convenient to speak in front of the two men, so he simply told my wife and me
to cooperate fully with Lao Zhou's work from now on, and then he left with the younger man.
Lao Zhou got up from the sofa, sat in the bureau chief's seat, looked around, and finally
fixed his gaze on my wife. "You're Shiyun?"
"Yes," my wife replied.
"I heard that this bureau has a bait unit, which uses female police officers as bait to complete special cases
. Is that true?"
"Yes, I'm the leader of the bait unit. However, our unit is still relatively new, so the staffing is
incomplete. Currently, I'm mainly responsible for all the bureau's tasks."
"Oh? Is that so?" Lao Zhou's eyes sized up my wife, I couldn't tell what he was thinking, but his
gaze made me very uncomfortable, as if he wanted to see right through her.
Old Zhou sized up his wife for a moment, then asked, "Can you tell me how you act as bait?"
His wife replied, "For example, when we encounter rape cases, we need to lure out the perpetrators. The female
officers in our bait unit act as the perpetrators' prey, letting them commit crimes against us, so that other colleagues can make the arrests."
Old Zhou seemed to ponder for a moment after hearing his wife's words, then said, "I still don't quite
understand. Can you demonstrate for me? For example, that case you solved last time, it seemed to be about some kind of
SM club... " "Hey, how did you become the bait?"
Old Zhou's words startled his wife. She then looked at me, and I said, "There's a case report;
I can show it to you if you're interested."
Old Zhou waved his hand, saying, "Now that you're all here, why would I want to see the report? I just want to see
how Officer Shiyun became such a good bait."
Hearing him mention my wife's name, I knew he must have investigated her beforehand, and therefore he must also know
me—that I'm Shiyun's husband. It seemed he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for us, to give us a hard time.
I wondered what the chief had done wrong to suddenly replace him with this person, and what his
background was.
My wife and I were of the same mind; it seemed she had thought of what I was thinking too.
Old Zhou looked at his wife, seemingly waiting for her next move.
My wife said, "Since the director wants to see, I'll do it for him."
She pulled up her skirt slightly, letting the form-fitting skirt slide up her thighs, then spread her
legs and squatted down, bending her arms, making loose fists, and placing them flat in front of her chest, assuming a standard
doggy-style squatting posture.
Keep in mind, my wife wasn't wearing underwear, only flesh-colored pantyhose, and
her pubic hair was shaved. The pantyhose clung to her vulva, and her labia and alluring slit were clearly visible
.
Old Zhou's eyes lit up, but his expression remained calm. He asked, "What's this?"
No matter what, for a man she'd only met a few minutes ago to make such a gesture, especially in
front of her husband, would be incredibly shameful for any woman, even a prostitute,
let alone a wife. But she suppressed her shame and stated, "Back then,
to solve the case, I worked as a bitch in an SM club for almost a month."
Old Zhou's lips curled into a slight smile, then he shifted his gaze to me and said, "This 'bait department'
is quite good, isn't it?" His words were clearly sarcastic.
I suppressed my anger and said, "Necessary sacrifices are tolerable for solving cases."
Old Zhou seemed to agree with me, nodding, and then said, "I'm telling you, your former chief
committed a serious crime of collusion between the police and criminals and is currently under investigation. I will be replacing him.
I hope you will cooperate fully."
After saying this, Old Zhou glanced at my wife and me, wanting to hear our affirmative answer.
My wife said, "I will." She tried to stand up, but Lao Zhou stopped her,
saying, "Take off your shoes."
I didn't know why Lao Zhou wanted my wife to take off her shoes, but she obediently took them off. I knew
she wanted to get through this quickly before discussing it with me.
She took off both shoes and placed them aside, then stood on tiptoe, still in a squatting position.
Lao Zhou seemed
somewhat satisfied with her posture, supporting herself only on her toes through her dark flesh-colored stockings. He stood up from his chair, walked to my wife, and then, to my surprise, he suddenly tore
open the crotch of her pantyhose, picked up one of her high heels, and slowly inserted it into
her vagina.
"Hmm??" My wife bit her lip, her body trembling slightly, but she remained in a squatting position.
The toe and front half of the high heel were completely inserted into his wife's vagina, stretching her labia wide
open in an exaggerated manner, with vaginal fluid dripping down the sole.
Old Zhou then picked up a second shoe and waved it in front of his wife. Knowing his meaning,
she slowly turned around, sticking her buttocks out. Old Zhou then slowly inserted the high heel into her anus,
until only the heel remained protruding. Her anus, as if overstuffed, turned outwards and
then contracted inwards, but she struggled to maintain her squatting posture, even though her thigh muscles were trembling
uncontrollably.
Old Zhou held out a finger to his wife, and almost simultaneously, she stuck out her tongue and licked his finger,
tracing it from the tip to her palm.
Old Zhou stood up, glanced at me, and said, "Very good, I hope you two stay this obedient. By the way, I
have a son who's always wanted a dog, but I don't know... never mind, we'll talk about it later."
I barely heard a word Old Zhou said. His behavior just now almost made me lose control.
If Shiyun hadn't expressed her approval, I definitely would have punched that old bastard.
I wonder what my wife is thinking, why she's going along with this Zhou guy.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
Old Zhou naturally put his hands behind his back, straightened his back, and adopted an official tone, saying to the outside, "Come
in."
I quickly went to stand in front of my wife to shield her.
A blond-haired man entered, accompanied by a police officer I didn't recognize, but who seemed quite familiar with the blond-haired man.
Old Zhou, seeing the blond-haired man, seemed surprised and said, "Jianxiong, what are you doing here?"
Jianxiong replied, "I was dragged in by two idiots." Just then, he saw me, his eyes widened, and he pointed at
me, saying, "That's him."
I felt a chill run down my spine, sensing something was wrong.
Old Zhou asked, "What happened?"
Jianxiong said, "He conspired with a woman to set me up on the subway, so they dragged me in." Then he
saw my wife behind me, cursed, and shoved me aside. Seeing my
wife squatting on the ground like a bitch, legs spread wide, a high heel inserted into her vagina and anus, even the most composed wife
couldn't control herself upon seeing the blond-haired man, especially in such a lewd position in front of the criminal she had arrested.
Overwhelmed by panic and shame, my wife forgot to remove the high heels inserted into her vagina and anus. She grabbed her
skirt and tried to stand up.
But at that moment, due to her sudden movements, the two
high heels inserted into her vagina and anus seemed to suddenly touch a series of sensitive spots in her vagina and rectum, causing her to shudder and
reach orgasm. The two high heels fell to the ground with two thuds, followed by a large gush of vaginal fluid flowing
down my wife's legs, leaving several wet streaks on her flesh-colored stockings, wetting the floor.
After leaving the police station and returning home, I told my wife that something was very wrong.
How could the chief possibly collude with a gang? That pervert named Jianxiong was the new chief's son. Judging from Old
Zhou's behavior, knowing we had arrested his son, he certainly wouldn't let us off easily.
"Honey, are you alright?"
After leaving the police station, his wife changed into a pair of stockings in the changing room, but she didn't change her high heels. The shoes were still wet and
were on her feet. They seemed a little slippery when she walked, but his wife didn't care about that.
My wife said, "It seems our days are going to be tough, honey. You need to be prepared. I
don't think that Old Zhou is a good person. I think our bureau chief has definitely been wronged, and it's very likely that
Old Zhou is involved. What he did to me in the office just now, honey, you might not understand because you've
never been exposed to SM and don't know the code words, but I've been trained before, and I've even been
a sex slave and bitch in a club, so I know very well. He made me take off my shoes, meaning he wanted me to stop my mind from wandering. Then
he picked up my shoes, meaning he wanted me to follow his will. If I wanted to refuse at that moment,
I would have taken the shoes back from him, but I didn't, which means I agreed to follow him. Finally, he stuffed my
shoes into my vagina and anus. The meaning is very clear: he wants to play with me, train me, and become my
master. From this, I deduce that he must be skilled in SM. Honey, we need to find out his background."
"Yes, I'll definitely investigate, but what about you?"
My wife noticed my worry and said, "Honey, don't worry about me. No matter what he does to me,
I'm sure I can handle it. I've even been to an SM club, what am I afraid of? Didn't he say his son always wanted
a dog? Doesn't he want me to be that dog? If he wants that, I'll just agree. I
can infiltrate his house and uncover more secrets. I'm worried about you, honey. Can you bear the humiliation?
I've embarrassed you."
I excitedly replied, "No, honey, you haven't embarrassed me at all. What you can endure, I
can endure even more, and I fully support you. You're the pride of our police station, everyone knows that
. Without your courageous dedication and sacrifices, countless cases would remain unsolved. You're
the best police officer I've ever seen, and I'm proud of you."
"Thank you, honey."
The next day, at the police station.
Old Zhou had a new police uniform custom-made for his wife and made her put it on. The design of the uniform was obvious
; it was meant to humiliate her and make her feel ashamed in front of everyone.
I didn't expect Old Zhou's revenge to come so quickly. Or perhaps, as my wife said, Old Zhou was also an experienced SM practitioner, someone
involved in the SM community, and he was doing this to "discipline" her.
My wife came out of the changing room in the uniform. Although I was somewhat prepared, I was still
shocked. The uniform seemed a size too small, very tight. Two buttons were deliberately left undone on the blouse,
almost exposing half of my wife
's large D-cup breasts. Even more outrageous were the two small holes at the chest, revealing her nipples. She had clipped her ID to her left nipple,
while the other nipple was clearly visible outside the garment. Anyone with eyesight would easily notice this detail.
The police uniform skirt was very short, almost revealing my wife's buttocks. Underneath, she was only
wearing flesh-colored, open-crotch pantyhose. As she walked, I noticed
something dripping from her genitals, occasionally peeking out from under her skirt. Upon closer inspection, it
was her cervix—yes, her cervix. A thin, transparent
plastic thread was tightly bound around the head of her cervix, threaded through the pantyhose, and tied to her big toe. So, with each
step she took, her cervix was pulled out of her vagina. After a few steps, she leaned against the wall
, her orgasmic fluids gushing uncontrollably.
Old Zhou had also moved my wife's seat from the bait department's private office to
the center of our criminal investigation team's office, and rearranged our seating into a circle, perfectly
surrounding her seat with only an aisle.
Old Zhou's intention in doing this was nothing more than to humiliate and abuse his wife, to subject her to constant public scrutiny
, and to torment her in a hell of shame.
A thick, long, dark dildo, resembling a black man's penis, stood erect on his wife's seat, while his wife...
With no other choice, under the burning gazes of most of her male colleagues in the criminal investigation team, she swallowed the dildo into her anus
and then settled herself into the chair.
Less than ten minutes later, her body began to writhe unbearably from the itching. Later, she told me that
Lao Zhou had applied a large amount of aphrodisiac to the dildo.
Her hand involuntarily touched her genitals. Underneath her desk was a transparent area, and all her colleagues could see
her masturbating. Her fingers quickly circled her clitoris, occasionally straightening her legs, bending her toes,
letting the thin thread pull her cervix out of her vaginal opening, grasping it with her small hand, and slowly rubbing it as if it were a man's penis. She poked
the small hole at the head of her cervix with her fingertips, even inserting her fingers inside, causing her body to tremble violently. Her buttocks
twisted restlessly in the chair, sometimes lifting her buttocks off the seat, swallowing and releasing the black rubber rod through her anus.
"Hmm??" Suddenly, my wife bit her lip tightly. Although she knew everyone was secretly
watching her, she tried her best to restrain herself and not attract our attention.
She reached her climax, and one of her high heels fell off. The thin thread binding her cervix
slipped off the wet head of her cervix as she straightened her legs and pointed her toes, causing the cervix to spring back into her open vagina.
My wife's body trembled as if she had been electrocuted, and vaginal fluid flowed from her lower body like incontinent urine
, soaking the floor.
After a long while, my wife seemed to recover from her daze. She straightened her back, straightened her slightly
wrinkled clothes, and then reached under the table to pick up the end of the thin thread that had just slipped from her thigh stockings. She
spread her legs, parted her labia, and pressed her vulva down, causing the cervix to protrude from the vaginal opening. She then retied the thin thread
back onto the head of the cervix.
Xiaoying seemed unable to stand it any longer; she wanted to confront Lao Zhou, but Liu Jie stopped her, telling her not to be impulsive.
Liu Jie said, "Just finish what the captain told us to do quickly; you don't need to worry about anything else."
Xiaoying glanced at me, and seeing that I seemed to agree with Liu Jie, she suppressed her anger and
lowered her head.
That afternoon, someone placed a hat on my desk—a bright green hat. I picked it up
, took off my police cap, and put the green hat on my head.
My wife looked at me, giving me an approving look. At the same time, her body trembled, her eyebrows
furrowed, and she suddenly stuck out her buttocks. A thick, black dildo slid out of her anus, followed by a large
gush of thick liquid gushing from her gaping anus—it was the preserved egg and lean
pork congee from the cafeteria at lunchtime.
The next day, Liu Jie returned from outside and had a clue. It turned out that Lao Zhou and our bureau chief were
classmates in the police academy, and the two had a falling out back then, belonging to the category of people who are not on the same page.
I asked, "Have you found out where the director is?"
"Yes, he's in the suburban prison."
"I want to see him."
Liu Jie shook his head, saying, "That prison recently replaced a batch of new guards, almost everyone we know
has been replaced, supposedly for an important prisoner. Who knows, it might be for the director."
"That's a bit troublesome. Let me think about it."
That evening, I told Shiyun about it and discussed it with her. Shiyun thought for a moment and said, "If
we can't see him outside, then we'll have to see him inside."
"How?"
"Infiltrate the prison."
My mind lit up. "Good idea! Even though the prison has replaced a batch of new guards, we still know some people
. I'll arrange to get myself into the prison right away."
My wife stopped me, saying, "You'll be too conspicuous. If those new guards are Old Zhou's informants,
you'll be exposed as soon as you enter the prison, and you might even implicate the director."
"Then what should we do?" I fell into deep thought.
"I'll go."
"You'll go? You're a woman, how will you get into a men's prison?"
A sly smile appeared in my wife's eyes. "I'll dress as a man," she said
. Weekend, suburban prison.
My wife changed into a prison uniform and entered the prison. I arranged two people for her: one was the prison
guard who escorted her, everyone called him Old Yu. He'd worked in the prison for nearly 20 years and knew it better than his own home, so even if they
were replacing her, it wouldn't be him.
The other was a prison bully named Zhang Hu. True to his name, he was ruthless and a good fighter, thus dominating the prison
.
This operation only lasted two days. My wife had to go back to the police station on Monday; otherwise, Old
Zhou would definitely be suspicious.
Old Yu brought my wife into the prison, arranged for her to be in the cell next to the chief, and had Zhang Hu guard her
to ensure her safety. After my wife entered the prison, I had Old Yu arrange for my wife, Zhang Hu, and me 　　to meet
in a private visiting cell . 　　To avoid attracting attention, my wife wore her hair in a ponytail, pinned up at the back of her head. In prison, 　　money could buy you certain privileges, like not having to shave your head. 　　Zhang Hu said to me, "Brother, even though you had your wife dress as a man, she's so beautiful 　　. You can tell she's a woman at first glance." As Zhang Hu spoke, his eyes kept lingering on my wife. I could 　　understand; there are no women in prison, and every man is starved for sex. It's rare to see a woman, especially a 　　stunning one, so it's hard not to take a second look. 　　My wife said, "In this vast world, there are plenty of men who look like women, and plenty who look like men too. You say I don't look like 　　a man? Besides my appearance, what else do I look like?" 　　Zhang Hu's eyes drifted down to my wife's lower body; the meaning was crystal clear. My wife seemed to have anticipated this. 　　She stood up towards Zhang Hu, and there was a prominent bulge in her crotch, resembling an erect penis. 　　Zhang Hu looked at his wife with surprise and doubt. His wife said, "What else doesn't seem right?" Zhang Hu was still surprised and said, 　　"How is this possible?" 　　My wife and I smiled at each other, as if asking me whether I should tell Zhang Hu the secret. I felt that Zhang Hu was 　　one of us, so it wouldn't hurt to tell him.

His wife pulled down the loose trousers of her prison uniform, revealing only flesh-colored pantyhose underneath.
A similarly flesh-colored double-headed dildo was clearly visible between her hairless vulva. One end of the dildo was inserted into
her vagina, while the other end protruded, standing erect at her crotch. So, when she put her prison trousers on over it,
the shape of a man's penis was clearly visible.
Zhang Hu's eyes widened in disbelief, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets; he wished he could crawl into his wife's vagina.
Seeing Zhang Hu's stunned expression, his wife blushed and said, "How about it? Mine isn't smaller than yours, is it?"
Zhang Hu swallowed hard and said, "It's big, bigger than mine."
"Zhang Hu, I'm entrusting my wife to you. Don't let anyone bully her. I'll take care of things outside
."
"Don't worry, brother. As long as I'm here, I guarantee no one will dare touch your wife. But there's one thing, brother…?"
Zhang Hu hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.
"You say."
"My sister-in-law is too beautiful, and...and...so sexy, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."
He was telling the truth. If there was a woman like that in my cell, I wouldn't be able to resist either.
I didn't know what to do, so I looked at my wife. Unexpectedly, my wife also looked at me
, her expression a little shy, as if something had already happened between her and Zhang Hu. My wife said,
"Let your brother decide this. I'll listen to him."
Night fell.
I felt uneasy at home, so I went to the prison again. Old Yu was on duty on weekends, no one else
. This was probably why the leaders couldn't replace him. Who wants to always work on weekends and miss their family's
rest time?
Old Yu was in the monitoring room.
"How is it? Is the situation alright?" I asked.
"See for yourself." Old Yu turned on a video monitor for me. The monitor showed the situation in the bathroom
.
I saw my wife taking a shower, and there were many men next to her, including Zhang Hu.
I asked, "What's going on?"
Old Yu said, "Prisoners taking a shower is normal. These are the last batch of prisoners to shower."
My wife lathered herself with soap, scrubbing her large breasts and slender waist. Several men near her stopped
showering and stared at her. A few men further away turned off the water and came up to her, watching
her shower alone.
My wife didn't look at them, continuing to shower, but even without eye contact, she could clearly
feel many men watching her, and these were like hungry wolves among the prisoners.
My wife couldn't shower as freely as she did at home. Her movements were noticeably
slower than usual. She gently wiped the soap off her breasts, then rubbed from her areolas to her nipples. Her nipples had
become erect, and although the light wasn't very bright, they remained pink and glossy, like
plump droplets of water, attracting men to suckle and grab them.
My wife squatted down, spreading her legs, revealing the dildo inserted into her vagina and her labia
parted. She rubbed soap on the dildo and then massaged it with her hands, an action resembling
a man masturbating.
She turned around, sticking her buttocks up, and slid the soap between her buttocks up and down, finally pressing it
against her anus. Her anus gradually opened, like a small mouth swallowing the soap
, until it was completely inside her rectum, at which point it closed again.
After a while, her anus slowly opened again, spitting out the soap. This repeated several times. My wife
's body trembled slightly, and a stream of liquid flowed down the double-headed dildo inserted into her vagina.
I saw the liquid dripping from the glans; it really felt like a man urinating.
The men around him, their penises erect, couldn't resist masturbating. Some even tried
to touch his wife, but Zhang Hu stopped them, showing he held considerable authority in the prison.
After a while, someone ejaculated. The man straightened his back, aimed his glans at his wife, and ejaculated onto
her body. The semen then flowed down with the vaginal fluid, reaching her genitals.
Several more men followed suit, each ejaculating onto his wife. She
trembled as if scalded by their semen.
Zhang Hu, who was protecting his wife, seemed to be suppressing his burning desire for her. If it
weren't for my prior warnings and the presence of so many people, he would have pounced on her.
Some of the remaining men asked Zhang Hu, "Is this woman yours?"
Zhang Hu replied, "None of your business."
One of them said, "I know you're tough and won't do anything for us, but can I at least touch her?"
Zhang Hu said, "Go to hell, go touch your mother."
The man's expression changed, and his tone became more serious. "This is a prison. No matter how capable you are, bringing a woman and pretending to have a fake penis
doesn't make you a man who's infiltrated. I know you must have used connections to get this woman in.
There are people protecting you in this prison, but with so many people here, it'll be troublesome if word gets out. And you also..." "We brought her here
to take a bath, and we've seen everything we needed to see. I think this woman isn't shy at all; she's a slut who needs to be fucked. She
even puts soap in her ass while taking a bath. She must need her ass pumped every day to feel comfortable. Zhang Hu,
just consider it a good deed and let us guys touch her. We'll remember you. If you guys ever need anything, we'll
definitely support you. We've been locked up for so long and haven't even touched a woman. We don't know when we'll be able to get out and sleep with a woman again
."
He said, taking a step forward, and the men beside him followed suit.
"What? Trying to be tough!" Zhang Hu pretended to fight the man, but was
blocked by the men beside him.
Seeing the situation was about to escalate, his wife said, "You can touch her if you want, but don't tell anyone."
Then, in the moment Zhang Hu hesitated, the men pounced on his wife
, grabbing her breasts and pulling her nipples, while their hands below her thrust into her vagina.
The glue stick was thrown on the ground, her labia were spread open, her clitoris was pinched out from under her foreskin, and countless
fingers slid in and out of her vagina, picking at her anus, turning her sphincter outward, and even sticking fingers into
her mouth, making her suck on them and lick them with her tongue.
"Ugh...?" My wife was surrounded like a pack of mad dogs fighting over food, writhing and convulsing between them.
At
this moment, Zhang Hu also seemed to have lost his mind, joining the other men in reaching for my wife.
I was in the monitoring room, my brows furrowed into a deep frown. I was afraid that if I watched any longer, I would lose control of my emotions, so
I decided to get up and leave. But when I stood up, I found that my crotch
was soaked with semen.
Sunday, four o'clock in the afternoon.
This was the time my wife and I had agreed on to pick her up from prison. We met in the visiting room. Zhang Hu was
supporting my wife, while Shiyun looked unsteady on her feet, as if she had run tens of thousands of kilometers and was exhausted.
As soon as Zhang Hu saw me, he apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect my sister-in-law well."
I waved my hand, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more. I knew that prison was indeed a chaotic and uncontrollable place. In fact,
I had already prepared for the worst. When I saw the surveillance footage, I
was already relieved to see that my wife hadn't been raped, only touched.
But I was still very concerned about Shiyun's condition, especially seeing how exhausted she looked, as if she
hadn't slept for two days. I asked Shiyun, "Are you okay?"
My wife nodded, indicating that she was fine.
Zhang Hu tried to help my wife sit down, but at that moment, my wife suddenly shuddered, as if she was about to
lose control of her bladder. She abruptly pulled down her pants, and at the same time, her buttocks sticked out. A large amount of milky white,
yellowish, viscous liquid gushed out of my wife's anus like a spring, along with some used
toothbrushes from the prisoners, which fell to the ground.
The double-headed dildo that had been inserted into my wife's vagina to prove she was a man had been replaced
by a prisoner's worn-out shoe, and her two round, white buttocks were covered with tally marks and several prisoners'
signatures, as if they had been there.
"This...?" Zhang Hu saw that my expression was off, as if I was about to explode, and hurriedly tried to explain, but my wife
said, "Honey, he did his best, don't blame him. The people in the prison also helped me a lot. Consider
what they did for me as my way of thanking them. And Lao Yu, thank you for the worn-out shoe.
I'll wear it often when I get back."
I didn't expect even Lao Yu, who had been quiet all along, to get involved. I thought that
a man like Lao Yu, who was introverted, a little timid, and whose sexual ability had deteriorated, wouldn't participate. It seems I underestimated my
wife's charm. Shiyun is truly a woman whose allure no man can resist.
I took out the green hat—a gift someone had left on my desk to humiliate me—from my bag, and
put it on my head in front of my wife.
A relieved smile appeared on her face; she knew I was showing my support and accepting
of everything that had happened between her and other men.
I asked, "Honey, did you see the chief?" This was the most important question of the day, and
the reason my wife had come.
She said, "Yes, the chief gave me an important USB drive."
I asked, "Where's the USB drive?" My wife's prison uniform had no pockets; I couldn't imagine
where she would have put the USB drive.
My wife smiled confidently and winked at Zhang Hu. Zhang Hu, seeing this, parted her legs and
scooped her up. Old Yu quickly followed, parting her labia and removing the worn-out
shoe from her vagina. He then pressed down on her vulva, watching her cervix slowly emerge from the opening.
A small string, like a USB drive lanyard, was visible in the small hole at the tip of her cervix. Sure enough, Old Yu pulled the string, and "plop,"
the USB drive was pulled out of my wife's uterus, covered in her vaginal fluid.
Their actions seemed pre-arranged. Old Yu held the USB drive's string,
waving it in front of me and chuckling. He said, "The old director put it in himself; it's absolutely safe."
"Alright, let's go," I said, taking the USB drive.
Zhang Hu put his wife back on the ground, then reluctantly hugged her tightly. After
spending the day with her, he didn't care whether I agreed or not, and kissed her on the lips. His wife stood on tiptoe, her tongue
entwining with his, the two of them looking like lovers reluctant to part.
Zhang Hu said, "When I get out, I will definitely come to find you."
His wife said, "Reform yourself well, your brother and I will wait for you."
Zhang Hu released his wife, looked at me, and suddenly knelt down before me with a thud. "Brother, when you arrested me
, I hated you to death, but I had no choice but to obey you. Now I am wholeheartedly grateful to you.
Without these years in prison, I wouldn't know how to cherish life outside. Now you have given me
hope of getting out of prison through your wife. Thank you, Zhang Hu kowtows to you."
As he spoke, he really kowtowed, three times heavily.
Old Yu said to his wife, "I need your help with some of the prisoners' affairs. I don't want to see them fall into
depravity."
His wife replied, "Once we get the bureau chief out, I'll come to the prison to help them."

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