The Revenge of the Female Detective Kong Yanlan

1. A Peaceful Night

It was an ordinary weekend. Kong Yanlan wanted to have dinner with Zhao Yuqian and Qi Xinyue, but Qi Xinyue was asked out by a male colleague who was pursuing her, so Kong Yanlan had to have dinner with Zhao Yuqian instead.

Zhao Yuqian actually admired Kong Yanlan a bit: she had once won the runner-up title in the National Taekwondo Championships. Although Kong Yanlan already had a son, the child was with her parents, so it hadn't affected her figure; on the contrary, she possessed a mature beauty. Kong Yanlan was not only skilled in martial arts but also quick-witted. Crucially, her calm personality and serious work ethic had allowed her to rise to the position of deputy captain of the criminal investigation team at the young age of 28.

Zhao Yuqian sipped her drink, looking at Kong Yanlan across from her. This woman's charm stemmed from her personal cultivation. Her short hair told everyone she was a capable woman; her fair skin was the result of meticulous skincare; and her clear eyes revealed a sharp mind.

Kong Yanlan and Zhao Yuqian were sitting in a Western restaurant, with only a few steaks left on their plates. They were both drinking beverages and chatting casually about work-related topics.

"The director really admires you and Qi Xinyue; he might even promote you exceptionally," Kong Yanlan said with a smile.

"Sister Kong, this is just part of our job," Zhao Yuqian replied, a hint of pride in her voice. "

That girl Qi Xinyue went out with a boy again. Even if nothing serious happens, it's still a bit of a bad influence," Kong Yanlan said, slightly displeased.

"Don't worry, Qi Xinyue knows what she's doing. Her family has very strict rules," Zhao Yuqian defended her friend.

"Growing up in a sweet environment, although they can endure hardship, they're still quite proud inside—it seems the Eagle Falcon Gang has indeed been wiped out. It's been several months, and there's been no movement. Perhaps I'm just being too anxious." Kong Yanlan suddenly changed the subject, though deep down she still harbored some worries: "The Black Gold Group hasn't been eliminated, and it's impossible to eliminate them now." Zhao Yuqian smiled faintly: "Let them bring it on!" Kong Yanlan looked at Zhao Yuqian calmly; compared to Qi Xinyue, she preferred Zhao Yuqian. Qi Xinyue's family background was too good, so her personality was somewhat eccentric, while Zhao Yuqian was much more reserved.

The two chatted for a while longer before getting up to go home.

As soon as they stepped out of the restaurant, Zhao Yuqian teased Kong Yanlan: "Sister Kong, look at those waiters, they keep secretly watching you. It seems like they've got their eyes on you." "I think they've been staring at you the whole time," Kong Yanlan said with a smile.

After speaking, the two women sized each other up. Kong Yanlan was 168 cm tall, while Zhao Yuqian was 170 cm, both exceptionally tall for women. Kong Yanlan wore high-heeled sandals that delicately accentuated her smooth feet, with straight-leg trousers falling lightly over her ankles. Zhao Yuqian wore black standard leather shoes, which added to the young woman's femininity. The modern uniforms highlighted the two policewomen's shapely figures, and two small handbags hung appropriately on their forearms. On the city streets at night, they attracted the attention of countless passersby.

"I'm going back to my rented apartment," Zhao Yuqian said to Kong Yanlan.

"Okay, I'm going home too. My husband has been away on business for several days, really," Kong Yanlan complained softly, but her tone carried a hint of happiness.

At this seemingly peaceful moment, Qi Xinyue was being attacked by Li Wenyun, and behind Kong Yanlan and Zhao Yuqian, several pairs of eyes were watching them.

2. Cleverly Capturing Two Female Police Officers

Martin, the boss of the Black Gold Group. Martin Agudlow was furious. Ten tons of methamphetamine was a huge loss for them, especially the loss of their third-in-command, Olguta. However, Country C was too far away, making retaliation virtually impossible for the Black Gold Group.

Then, Martin Agudlow received a phone call, and he smiled sinisterly. The caller, Rivenyun, told him that the Falcon Group was not destroyed, and that not only should the policewomen be punished, but they should be made to suffer horribly. What interested Martin Agudlow most was that Rivenyun told him that Falcon's sales network would be re-established quickly, and they could still do business together. So Martin Agudlow sent several of his henchmen to Country C to meet with Rivenyun.

Zhao Yuqian returned to her rented apartment and took a shower. Three minutes later, the door opened, and several dark figures quietly entered Zhao Yuqian's room. They glanced at the girl's reflection in the frosted glass of the bathroom, listened to the sound of running water, opened a small glass bottle, placed it under Zhao Yuqian's bed, took the phone from Zhao Yuqian's handbag, and left the rented room, gently closing the door behind them.

Twenty minutes later, Kong Yanlan's phone rang. She answered, "Sister Kong, I'm in a taxi at the entrance of your complex. I need to talk to you about something." "What is it? Just tell me over the phone." "Let's talk down." The voice on the phone sounded strange.

"Xiaoqian, what's wrong with your throat?" Kong Yanlan asked with concern.

"It's nothing, just a little sore. I'll wait for you." Kong Yanlan changed into her uniform, put on her favorite high-heeled sandals, and went to the entrance of her complex. Sure enough, a taxi was parked across the dark street, and Zhao Yuqian, dressed in a police uniform, was sitting in the back seat. So Kong Yanlan went over, leaned against the car window, and said with a smile, "Xiaoqian, what's wrong? Why did you have to call me down?" Zhao Yuqian slowly turned her head, revealing a face with blue eyes and fair skin. Kong Yanlan was startled, turning her head to find that the driver didn't seem to have black hair either.

Before Kong Yanlan's doubts could be dispelled, she was struck hard on the back of the head, knocked unconscious, and her limp body was immediately thrown into the taxi, which sped away into the vast night.

An hour later, Zhao Yuqian's door opened again, and two dark figures slipped into her bedroom. The television was still playing a program, with the host making incoherent and vulgar jokes, while Zhao Yuqian lay unconscious on the bed, holding the TV remote, wearing a bathrobe, her head leaning against the headboard. One of them shook Zhao Yuqian violently. Seeing that she didn't respond, they picked up the unconscious policewoman, tied her hands and feet, gagged her, and stuffed her into a sack. The other person took the policewoman's uniform from the closet, threw it into the sack as well, sealed the sack, and carried it down the stairs to the entrance of Zhao Yuqian's apartment complex, where their car was waiting. The sack containing Zhao Yuqian was thrown into the trunk, and the car drove towards the city's docks.

When Kong Yanlan woke up, she found herself surrounded by pitch-black darkness. With a slight movement, she discovered that her hands were tied behind her back, her feet were handcuffed, and her mouth was gagged. Her body lay humiliatingly on her side on the cold ground. Soon after, she felt a shaking and heard the sound of metal chains clanging against metal. The policewoman struggled a few times, knowing that such futile struggles were pointless.

As Kong Yanlan wondered, "Where am I? What's going on?" Qi Xinyue was futilely struggling with her hands on her exercise ball. While Kong Yanlan was wondering if someone was retaliating, Qi Xinyue shamelessly urinated between her legs and then hanged herself.

3. They Arrived at Their Destination

After an unknown amount of time, Kong Yanlan's eyes lit up. In the blinding light, several backlit shadows appeared before her.

Kong Yanlan struggled to sit up, but saw Zhao Yuqian beside her. Zhao Yuqian was only wearing a bra and panties, her hands tied to the ceiling, her ankles bound to the ends of a metal rod, her legs forming a shameful 90-degree angle. Of course, Zhao Yuqian's mouth was also gagged.

In her terror, Kong Yanlan turned to look at the men approaching her. When she learned of Li Wenyun's identity, she felt the same fear as Qi Xinyue: "Officer Kong, if you hadn't been with Zhao Yuqian and Qi Xinyue all the time, we wouldn't have caught you." When Li Wenyun left, she removed the gags from the two policewomen: "You have to eat while lying down, and you have to feed her." Then she looked at Zhao Yuqian, whose limbs were all restrained.

From then on, someone would put food into this "room" every day. After Kong Yanlan ate a bite herself, she would have to carry the food in her mouth, stand on tiptoe, and pass it to Zhao Yuqian, who was taller than her. Then she would take a sip of water and feed Zhao Yuqian mouth-to-mouth. The two policewomen had already determined that they were on a ship that was getting further and further away from Country C, and they knew that what awaited them would not be pleasant.

Two days later, Zhao Yuqian was tied up in the same position as Kong Yanlan because Li Wenyun didn't want Zhao Yuqian to urinate or defecate on his underwear. Every day, someone would come here to wash the room with a tap. When the door was closed, the "room" was pitch black. Kong Yanlan would comfort Zhao Yuqian, telling her to be strong and that there would always be a way to escape. Zhao Yuqian would stubbornly repeat, "Sister Kong, don't worry, I can hold on." Then Kong Yanlan would constantly blame herself for her carelessness.

Until a month later, the ship finally reached its destination. The two policewomen were put into sacks again, and after several hours of turbulent travel, they arrived at a manor.

Martin. Martin Agudelo gazed at the two female police officers from Country C, captivated by their unique aura. Kong Yanlan's short hair and Zhao Yuqian's shawl couldn't conceal their heroic spirit.

"How about training them as sex slaves?" Martin Agudelo asked Li Wenyun.

"This is your territory, you call the shots," Li Wenyun replied, a hint of unease creeping in. "My brother was too careless." "Oh, this is within FARC's jurisdiction; they can't escape anyway," Martin Agudelo said confidently.

What happened a day later changed the minds of these confident men.

The two men tried to dress the two policewomen in uniform, but as they removed their shackles, the female captain suddenly attacked, easily killing both of them. These were veterans who had served in Colombia; their instant death was unexpected. Had the two policewomen's hands not been bound and they not been discovered in time by patrol officers, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Martin Agudelo ordered his men to severely beat the two policewomen and then separated them into two cells.

From that moment on, they never saw each other again.

4. Kong Yanlan's Collapse

A young, short-haired woman hung humiliatingly in a "Y" shape in her cell, completely naked. Her bare feet touched the hard floor. Behind her, a burly man in only shorts whipped her back relentlessly. With each lash, a piercing scream escaped her lips, followed by her bare feet flailing aimlessly to alleviate the pain.

The door opened, and Li Wenyun entered the torture chamber. He gestured for the thugs not to stop, glanced at the dark red welts on the woman's back, and then moved to face her.

A gag was lodged in her sensual mouth; saliva dripped slowly and thickly from its edges. Painful tears streamed from her once-handsome eyes.

"Officer Kong Yanlan,"—the title now seemed provocative—"Do you have anything to say?" Li Wenyun looked at the naked policewoman with contempt.

Kong Yanlan shook her head weakly, then suddenly let out a shrill scream as the whip struck the policewoman's back again. Li Wenyun walked out without looking back.

The thugs stopped whipping her, and Kong Yanlan gasped for breath. The door opened again, and several simply dressed burly men entered, loosening the ropes binding the policewoman. Kong Yanlan, with her hands above her head, was thrown to the ground. The policewoman's body was immediately posed in various humiliating positions: sometimes lying with her legs in a "W" shape, sometimes shamefully protruding her buttocks, sometimes straddling a man, sometimes standing with one of her beautiful legs propped on a table—all positions designed to facilitate sexual intercourse. Amidst shameful groans, the men ejaculated into the policewoman's vagina, anus, and mouth.

This was the torment Kong Yanlan endured every morning and afternoon, and Li Wenyun never came to that cell again. Kong Yanlan didn't understand their purpose in whipping her like this every day and then having sex with her. However, the policewoman also felt changes in her body. Thinking about the sexual intercourse she was about to experience, vaginal fluid would slowly flow out during the whipping, glistening and sticking to her pubic hair. Because of the gag, Kong Yanlan would occasionally sob loudly, asking, "What are you doing this for?" But all she received was the silent beating from the thugs.

One month later, under the thugs' forceful whipping, Kong Yanlan finally broke down. The policewoman cried out, begging for mercy, completely forgetting her identity, loudly and indistinctly pleading, "Stop hitting me! Spare me! I'll do anything you want!" Then she kept repeating her most humiliating request: "Stop hitting me! Do me! I can't take it anymore!" Then, the policewoman lost control of her bladder, her urine gushing onto the floor, still muttering, "Do me." Li Wenyun, outside the torture chamber, laughed.

Kong Yanlan was taken to a clean room. For a week, she was spared any further beatings and had ample food and water, although her hands remained handcuffed. A week later, her uniform and her favorite high-heeled sandals were thrown in, along with the key to her handcuffs. The policewoman unlocked the handcuffs, changed her clothes, and put on the sandals. A voice outside the door said, "Cuff your hands behind your back again." Kong Yanlan thought for a moment, then cuffed her hands behind her back. The door opened, and Li Wenyun walked in: "I'm here to fuck you. If you can take it, I'll let you go." He then blindfolded the policewoman.

Kong Yanlan's experience with childbirth allowed her to endure daily gang rape: "I can take it."

5. The Terrifying Prison

Kong Yanlan's handcuffs were unlocked, followed by the sound of a door closing behind her. The policewoman flexed her wrists and then removed the blindfold. The moment the blindfold was removed, Kong Yanlan was shocked. Directly in front of her was a four-story European-style building, surrounded by a high wall covered with barbed wire. Several towers stood on the wall, each with a large searchlight, and inside stood heavily armed soldiers. Kong Yanlan immediately determined that this was a prison, large enough to hold hundreds of inmates. The policewoman's judgment was correct, for before her stood a dense crowd of over two hundred men, all wearing numbered prison uniforms. Their faces were contorted with rage, their tall, imposing figures bearing witness to their long and arduous pasts.

However, these male prisoners did not approach Kong Yanlan. They stared defiantly at the woman in the Chinese police uniform, wondering why the warden had placed such a woman here. It was a world devoid of women; these prisoners hadn't seen a woman for decades, or even just a few months. Their robust bodies were brimming with testosterone accumulated since their imprisonment, and the policewoman before them, with her beautiful face, graceful figure, and heroic bearing, accelerated the flow of their hormones. Yet they did not move. This was a place where orders trumped everything, often even more so than in the military. The guards' batons and rifles were tools that could easily take their lives.

Kong Yanlan heard loudspeakers blaring around her, but the broadcasts were all in Spanish, which she couldn't understand. Twenty seconds later, the loudspeaker stopped blaring. A few seconds later, the prisoners suddenly erupted in a loud cheer, and the two hundred men quickly approached the policewoman.

Even though Kong Yanlan didn't understand what was being said over the loudspeaker, she sensed danger and immediately assumed a fighting stance.

The first to rush forward was a sturdy white man who reached out to grab Kong Yanlan. He was too complacent, unaware of the formidable opponent he was facing. Kong Yanlan took a slight step back and then threw a punch at his face. The white man had barely seen the policewoman's movement and hadn't even reacted when he was struck hard in the left eye. He then felt colorful things flying before his eyes and was forced backward. Kong Yanlan seized the opportunity and followed up with a side kick, striking the defenseless man in the chest. The white man coughed up blood and immediately lost consciousness.

The whole thing happened so fast that the prisoners were momentarily stunned. In that brief moment of hesitation, Kong Yanlan retracted her right leg, and relying on her excellent core strength, kicked out with her left leg before her right foot even touched the ground. One of the white man's accomplices was unlucky; he was kicked in the head and fell straight to the ground without uttering a sound.

The policewoman retracted her left leg and turned, delivering a spinning back kick, her right leg striking the abdomen of a black man who had followed her. The man screamed and fell to the ground.

The policewoman landed four blows in a matter of seconds, taking down three men and making the prisoners realize who they were dealing with. The crowd took a step back, then became alert: the warden had sent a plaything with the ability to attack, not a docile sheep. A large portion of the prisoners were desperate criminals, and many had practiced various versions of martial arts; crucially, they had fought together before and had experience in teamwork.

Kong Yanlan didn't know what fate awaited her, but she didn't want to give up. Months of torment had severely damaged her physical and mental health. Although Wen Yun hadn't tortured her for the past week, being locked up all day had significantly weakened the policewoman's physical condition. Moreover, Kong Yanlan was currently wearing the uniform and sandals she had worn when she was arrested, further diminishing her fighting ability. However, Kong Yanlan undeniably possessed exceptional combat skills. Her medals, her act of taking down a drug trafficker upon arriving in Colombia, and her ability to instantly subdue three prisoners just moments before—all these demonstrated her capabilities. Especially Wen Long and Martin Agudlo, who were monitoring the prison yard through the surveillance cameras, were secretly congratulating themselves on their initial choice: such a person, if not completely subdued, would have fatal consequences if she were to retaliate.

But Kong Yanlan was facing hundreds of vicious prisoners, not only physically strong but also whose lust for women could make them forget all danger. It was essentially a one-sided confrontation, only a matter of time.

Twenty minutes passed, and sweat streamed down Kong Yanlan's face. This was an extreme fight; countless prisoners fell under the policewoman's attacks, some even maimed due to severe injuries, and a few unfortunate ones died from ruptured organs and massive intracranial hemorrhage.

Kong Yanlan herself had also endured countless blows. The pain and exhaustion had made her movements increasingly sluggish, her attacks weaker and weaker. Many prisoners only felt slight pain after being attacked. However, it was difficult for the prisoners to directly touch Kong Yanlan. The policewoman remained agile, constantly maneuvering through the crowd, seizing increasingly difficult opportunities to attack the surrounding men. As the crowd shifted, several men were always found lying on the ground.

Ten minutes later, Kong Yanlan's panting could be heard by everyone around her. Although the policewoman was still moving, the prisoners could sense that she had reached her physical limit. Finally, Kong Yanlan's right leg, which she had kicked, was grabbed. She struggled, but couldn't escape her opponent's grasp. Immediately, a prisoner grabbed the policewoman's waist. Kong Yanlan struggled again, but was quickly struck several times. The exhaustion and the blows caused her to feel dizzy.

Kong Yanlan tried to use her left leg to attack the prisoner who had grabbed her right leg, but when she was airborne, due to a lack of strength, she finally fell to the ground.

6. The Final Struggle

Several prisoners pounced on her, tightly holding down Kong Yanlan's limbs. Countless punches and kicks rained down on the policewoman's body . The prisoners' shouts and Kong Yanlan's groans gradually became the main melody.

Some prisoners were injured, some lost their friends, and many more couldn't control their hormones and charged forward like madmen. What Li Wenyun saw on the monitor was like a swirling nebula, with countless tiny stars converging towards their target.

Kong Yanlan was left only with heavy breathing. Half an hour of intense resistance had exhausted most of her strength. Now she saw a terrifying scene: white, black, and yellow people stood haphazardly before her, leering and shouting, as they began to strip off their shirts and unbuckle their belts, like predators approaching their prey, slowly creeping closer.

The prisoners ripped open Kong Yanlan's shirt, revealing what was once a sexy, but now lewd, black bra; her trousers were also removed, revealing her small black panties. A gasp rippled through the crowd. Even in the free world, these prisoners would rarely encounter such a perfect body: breasts that had nurtured a child yet remained firm and upright, not sagging from the baby's suckling, but rather enhancing her feminine allure; a delicate navel adorned her slender waist, her abdomen rising and falling rapidly with each breath; long, shapely legs kicked and struggled, their struggles only fueling the prisoners' lust; all of this shone with a bronze glow in the afternoon sun, appearing both beautiful and tragic. The policewoman's face was obscured by the filthy faces of several prisoners. They all had short hair, about a centimeter long, and their dark, hairy bodies trembled. Sweat beaded on their skin from tension, excitement, and the recent exertion, and it slid down their trembling bodies.

Kong Yanlan weakly kicked her legs, lying on the exercise yard where the prisoners were being raised. Above her was the azure sky, and in her ears were screams and frivolous laughter.

The prisoners admired her perfect body, removing their clothes one by one. Soon, Kong Yanlan felt several savage hands roaming over her body, and then her bra and panties were removed. The policewoman cried out helplessly, awaiting her fate. In her mind, the memories of the past few years had gradually faded. She couldn't remember what it was like to first put on her police uniform, the honors she won in the national competition, the excitement and thrill of being promoted, the oath she took under the police flag, or even the words she encouraged Zhao Yuqian and Qi Xinyue. But she still remembered the coercion she suffered, the beatings she endured on the vast ocean, the humiliation and rape she suffered in Colombia, and most vividly etched in her mind was the scene of hundreds of naked prisoners approaching her. Kong Yanlan struggled and screamed in despair. What would the process be like now? Could her body withstand the gang rape of hundreds of men? What fate awaited her after this shameless gang rape? The policewoman's mind mechanically considered these meaningless questions.

The first one to lie on top of Kong Yanlan was a black man. As the policewoman struggled, she saw his genitals. It was something at least thirty centimeters long, covered with exposed blood vessels, its dark color clinging to the wrist-thick corpora cavernosa, looking like a cobra ready to attack.

A few days ago, Kong Yanlan had witnessed male genitalia that had astonished her, and now she stared in horror at so many of them. These organs, amidst the policewoman's writhing and moaning, gradually swelled and became fleshy rods capable of penetrating her uterus. Due to the erection, the foreskin retracted, revealing the dark red glans, like the slowly opening mouth of a cobra, containing venomous fangs and a forked tongue for gathering information.

Then, the black man spat into Kong Yanlan's vaginal opening, smeared it evenly around her vaginal opening with his hand, and rubbed it back and forth for several seconds. Then, this thirty-centimeter-long penis completely penetrated the policewoman's vagina, directly pressing against her cervix, and causing this organ, capable of bearing offspring, to move upwards a considerable distance. Kong Yanlan even felt a bit nauseous.

A feeling of shame and fullness washed over her lower body. Kong Yanlan screamed in shame, only to be slapped several times across the face.

7. Shame Overwhelms the Body

The afternoon sun illuminates a lewd scene: a fair-skinned woman lies on the prison yard, her limbs pinned to the ground by several men; a naked Black man kneels on the ground, his hands supporting him, his upper body pressing down on the woman; hundreds of naked or undressing men surround the two; beside them are a jumble of Chinese female police uniforms and countless prison clothes, as well as what appears to be a black bra and panties removed from the woman's body.

This woman was none other than Kong Yanlan, the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team in a city in Country C. Just minutes before, she had been putting up a futile resistance; now, nothing could cover her body. The policewoman was writhing, whether in acquiescence to the man on top of her or in struggle, these movements only amplified the arousal of the men around her.

These men included drug dealers, murderers, robbers, rapists, and all sorts of social scum. Normally, they would have some reservations about "police," but now, they seemed to have received an order to unleash all their desires on this policewoman from Country C.

Some men bent down and squatted around Kong Yanlan, grabbing the policewoman's breasts and shaping her firm, high breasts into various forms. Several men caressed her upper and lower arms, constantly arousing her sexual desire. Others roamed freely over her lower abdomen, caressing her smooth and delicate skin. Many more held Kong Yanlan's legs, enjoying the female body they hadn't touched in a long time. The most shameless prisoners rubbed the policewoman's delicate feet with gleaming eyes. Of course, several large hands never relaxed their control over Kong Yanlan's wrists and ankles.

The black man had been on top of Kong Yanlan for less than twenty minutes before ejaculating his thick semen inside the policewoman. He then climbed off her, awkwardly remarking in French, "This slut's pussy is so tight." It was an unremarkable remark, but the thought that the woman lying there, controlled by the inmates, was a policewoman—more importantly, a tall, beautiful, and high-ranking criminal police captain from Country C—sparked a commotion among the prisoners. Their hormones, fueled by a desire for conquest, surged faster and faster.

The black man, in fact, was the prison bully, which was why the others hadn't dared to act when he raped Kong Yanlan. But once he got off the policewoman, all order collapsed, and the prisoners frantically pounced on Kong Yanlan, who lay on the playground.

Someone parted Kong Yanlan's glossy black pubic hair and ruthlessly inserted their genitals into the policewoman's vagina. Although it was dry, this did not hinder the man's thrusting. They turned Kong Yanlan's body over and continued to caress her smooth back. They pinched Kong Yanlan's cheeks and inserted their genitals all the way to her esophagus.

Kong Yanlan could only moan and writhe; she could not resist the torment and ravaging from the outside forces. Her vagina began to involuntarily secrete lubrication, which could alleviate the policewoman's pain and increase her pleasure to some extent. Kong Yanlan hoped that all of this would end and that her body would regain its freedom. Saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, and lubrication dripped from her smooth pubic hair. Although the policewoman's mouth was blocked, her moans still carried a sense of determination and unwillingness. She wanted to escape all of this, so she forcefully closed her sexy mouth.

"Ah..." A bloodcurdling scream echoed from the prison yard. A Latino man, his legs bent, clutched his groin, writhing in agony as crimson blood oozed from between his fingers. The man on top of Kong Yanlan was startled and instinctively stood up.

Everyone, including Li Wenyun watching the monitor, was shocked. The policewoman's action stunned them all. Seizing the opportunity, Kong Yanlan stood up and spat out the shrunken male genitalia, which had shrunk from blood loss.

The prisoners were enraged. Some had lost friends, some had lost comrades, and some were seriously injured themselves. Now, this woman, who seemed to have been subdued, had still harmed one of their own. When the man was carried away, he was in shock due to pain and blood loss.

Kong Yanlan stood naked in the middle of the prison yard, wearing only her high-heeled sandals. Her fists were clenched, her legs slightly bent, still in a fighting stance, but her eyes had begun to roll upwards, white fluid flowed from her genitals, and blood from a man's genitals stained her mouth. She breathed rapidly to replenish her oxygen.

8. The Female Police Officer's Sentence

A prison guard entered the yard, carrying away several corpses and unconscious people, then brought in a box of lubricant and closed the gate again.

The prisoners angrily approached Kong Yanlan. The policewoman could no longer see clearly; she sensed someone very close, within her attack range, and kicked out with her right leg. But it was just a shadow; her opponent was actually some distance away. However, Kong Yanlan lost her footing and fell to the ground.

The prisoners pounced again, pinning down the barely able to struggle Kong Yanlan. They smeared lubricant on their genitals, like rifles used to execute death row inmates, then rained blows upon the policewoman's sexy body. Kong Yanlan writhed mechanically, seemingly trying to dodge the attacks from all sides, but it was futile. Only when blood flowed from Kong Yanlan's mouth did the men stop beating her.

Kong Yanlan's body was flipped over, lying face down on a male prisoner, and then a large amount of lubricant was poured onto her groin. The slippery liquid flowed over the policewoman's tailbone, over her anus, over her vulva, sticking to her shiny black, slightly messy pubic hair, and then dripped onto the ground.

Kong Yanlan lay helplessly on the man, feeling a chill from her groin, then her feet were lifted up, her delicate feet covered only by the only thing that concealed her body—a pair of high-heeled sandals.

Then, a cold sensation spread through her back, thighs, arms, and calves—the prisoners had smeared lubricant all over the policewoman's body. She felt utterly exhausted; if only she could have a moment's rest… Kong Yanlan's thoughts were interrupted when a man pressed down on her back. She felt a sudden difficulty breathing, and then her vagina and anus were filled with two thick objects. The policewoman opened her mouth and cried out, which turned into intermittent moans as the two men thrust in and out. Another large, filthy penis appeared before her: "If he dares to put it in my mouth, like before, I'll bite it off!" Kong Yanlan thought vaguely.

Suddenly, a pair of strong hands gripped Kong Yanlan's cheeks and pulled downwards forcefully. With a "crack," the policewoman's jaw dislocated, hanging limply in her mouth. Then, a male genital was inserted, thrusting in and out of Kong Yanlan's mouth. The filthy prisoner gripped the policewoman's short hair tightly with both hands, preventing her from turning her head.

Kong Yanlan whimpered, trying to close her mouth but finding no sensation in her jaw except for pain. Then, the policewoman felt a surge of heat from her vagina, and simultaneously another surge from her anus. The two prisoners ejaculated scalding hot semen into Kong Yanlan's two vaginas. The policewoman's voice became high-pitched, and before the high note subsided, the prisoner shot his pungent semen directly down her esophagus and into her stomach.

Kong Yanlan was flipped over again, lying on top of one of the prisoners, her head limply tilted back. The prisoner beneath her immediately inserted his penis into her anus, while her mouth and vagina were occupied by the other two prisoners. The relentless thrusting resumed. After the three prisoners ejaculated into the female guard's mouth, vagina, and anus respectively, three more prisoners pounced on her… Time ticked by, the sun set behind the prison wall, and the moon rose from the other side. A waterfall of moonlight streamed across the prison yard in Colombia, where the shouts and excited cries of hundreds of men echoed. They surrounded a naked woman, repeatedly venting their long-suppressed lust. In their ears, the warden's Spanish broadcast from the loudspeaker at noon seemed to still resonate: "This is my gift to you—a female criminal police captain from country C. Your mission is to rape her to death, or you won't get any food."

As the sun rose again, in a wooded area beside a highway in Colombia, police surrounded the cold, unidentified female corpse hanging from a large tree. The body was naked, her wrists bound, suspended from a thick branch, her head drooping, her jaw dislocated, white semen dripping from the corner of her mouth, her proud breasts covered in traces of dried semen, and blood-mixed semen dripping from her swollen vagina and anus. Her long, shapely legs swayed helplessly in the breeze, her only covering her body a pair of semi-transparent high-heeled sandals.

[The End]

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