The Tender Young Woman Wang Xiaolan [The End]

Chapter One: The Beautiful Woman's First Loss of Virginity.

My name is Wang Xiaolan, 26 years old, a white-collar professional at a well-known company. I am 166 cm tall and weigh 58 kg. I am described as having a voluptuous figure, tall and sexy, with a beautifully contoured body that makes men think of *that* kind of thing the moment they see me. My husband is eight years older than me and works as a network engineer, but he is a workaholic and rarely has time to spend at home with me. He often neglects his beautiful wife, which foreshadowed my future descent into depravity.

Today is Sunday. When I woke up this morning, I found that a faucet in my bathroom was broken. My husband was away on a business trip. I called the property management to fix it, but was told that the repairman was on leave. Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, I felt worried. In the end, I decided to go out and find someone to help me fix it. After a hurried breakfast, I headed out. In my rush, I forgot to change, still wearing my usual tank top and loungewear shorts, without even a bra. The thin clothes accentuated my curves as I walked. As soon as

I stepped out of the complex gate, I saw Uncle Liang, a man in his fifties, who was dark-skinned and thin. He always greeted me, but I felt a bit disgusted by his lecherous gaze towards women. However, out of politeness, I always smiled and responded to him. When Uncle Liang saw me, his eyebrows twitched slightly. "Beautiful lady, where are you in such a hurry?" I casually replied, "Going to find someone to fix a faucet." Uncle Liang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he chuckled, "Beautiful lady, you're really lucky to run into me, a repairman, as soon as you step out the door. Since I'm free right now, I'll fix it for you for free." I stopped in my tracks and looked at him with a questioning gaze. "You really know how to fix a faucet?" Uncle Liang's eyes widened. "I don't know how? I used to be a repairman. Fixing a faucet is a piece of cake. Sigh, it's only because you women don't know how to fix it that you think it's difficult." Because I didn't know who to ask to fix it. So I could only force a smile and say to Uncle Liang, "Uncle Liang, since you know how to fix it, then I'll trouble you, but I'm a little embarrassed." Uncle Liang was overjoyed to hear that I had agreed to let him fix it, and patted his chest, saying, "Helping others is my hobby, beautiful lady, you don't need to be so polite." So I led Uncle Liang home. It was early autumn, and a cool morning breeze blew by, making my thin clothes cling to my skin, revealing my curvaceous figure. Although Uncle Liang pretended to be very relaxed and chatted with me along the way, I could still feel his hot gaze sweeping over my body from time to time, which made me feel a strange feeling.

When I got home, I took out a pair of clean slippers for Uncle Liang to change into. As I placed the slippers beside his feet, I naturally bent down and squatted down. When I looked up to ask Uncle Liang to change his shoes, I found him staring intently at my two snow-white breasts exposed as I bent down. I blushed instantly and quickly stood up and went to the living room. As I went to pour tea, I heard Uncle Liang close the iron gate. I had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

After Uncle Liang changed his shoes, I invited him to sit on the sofa and placed a teacup on the table in front of him to pour him tea. Because the table was low and I am quite tall, I had to bend down to pour the tea for Uncle Liang. As I bent down to pour the tea, my full, white breasts spilled out from the V-neck of my tank top. My heart pounded with nervousness, and I was too ashamed to look up at Uncle Liang, wondering if he had seen my nipples. Only when I sat down on the sofa opposite Uncle Liang did I dare to look him in the eye. I'm usually very careful about my words and actions; in life, I'm admired by my friends for my elegant and aloof intellectual beauty. At this moment, I was sitting gracefully: my long, slender legs were crossed at an angle, my hands clasped together on my lap, my waist naturally straight, and my eyes looking directly at him. Uncle Liang looked at me with a lecherous gaze and said, "Beautiful lady, how come every move you make is so graceful? Even your sitting posture is more graceful than others?" Hearing Uncle Liang's suggestive words, my face flushed slightly, but I was still pleased with his praise. So I smiled softly and said, "Uncle Liang, you really know how to talk." After taking a few sips of tea, Uncle Liang asked me to show him the faucet. So I led him into my bathroom. When I turned on the bathroom light, Uncle Liang and I were bathed in soft light. The world I used to share with my husband was now occupied by the elderly and humble Uncle Liang, which made me feel a sense of oppression, as if my white-collar status was being belittled.

Uncle Liang first turned off the main water valve installed on the living room balcony, then disassembled the bathroom faucet to check. He said the faucet's strap was loose and that tightening it would fix the problem. Out of politeness, I stood beside him, listening to his explanation of the faucet's malfunction. Uncle Liang kept telling me to come closer, so I had to bend down to look every now and then. I thought Uncle Liang was probably trying to peek at my chest, but I couldn't refuse him, so I pretended not to notice and let him glance at my snow-white, deep cleavage. After Uncle Liang fixed the faucet, he asked me to test it in the bathroom. He went to the balcony and turned on the water valve. "Ah!" Suddenly, a stream of cold water shot out, hitting my cleavage squarely. The sudden turn of events made me let out a soft moan. Uncle Liang heard my cry and immediately came over to see what had happened. It turned out that while he was fixing the faucet, he had turned on the water heater, and the water had sprayed out naturally when he turned on the valve. Just as Uncle Liang entered the bathroom, I turned off the water heater. When I looked up at Uncle Liang, I saw him staring at me with lustful eyes. I was so embarrassed that I lowered my head. Ah! It turned out that my silk camisole had become soaked with cold water and... It appeared semi-transparent, revealing her high, firm, full breasts and beautiful rosy nipples. At that moment, I could hear Uncle Liang's heavy breathing. I knew my situation was extremely dangerous, because Uncle Liang might lose control of his lust at any moment and pounce on me like a wild beast. Thinking of this, I breathed rapidly with tension, but this only made my full breasts appear even more heaving and alluring! Uncle Liang was so close to me; I was sure he could smell my sweet breath and faint fragrance. I said softly, my voice trembling, "Uncle Liang... please go out for a moment... I... I need to change my clothes first." "But Uncle Liang didn't move. Just as I was at a loss, I felt a tightness in my chest. It turned out that Uncle Liang had finally collapsed under the temptation of my beautiful body. He took a step forward, raised his hands and tightly grabbed my full and soft breasts. "Ah! No!" I cried out in shock and raised my slender hands to push Uncle Liang's shoulders, but in my tension and panic, I couldn't muster any strength. My fair hands became weak and clinging to Uncle Liang, while his thin hands still tightly gripped my high and tender breasts. I felt like my breasts were like a lively little white rabbit being innocently grabbed, and could only rise and fall helplessly in Uncle Liang's rough palms." Liang Bo and I remained in this ambiguous position for a while before he changed his hands from tightly gripping my breasts to kneading, rubbing, pinching, and pressing. Liang Bo made my whole body go limp, and my legs trembled as if I would fall at any moment. My cherry lips were panting softly, and my eyes were glazed as I looked at Liang Bo's lewd and smug despicable appearance. I was helpless against his vulgar and unrestrained behavior.

Uncle Liang played with my breasts for a while, then suddenly flung my fair arms off his shoulders. He then pulled the straps of my tank top down from my rounded shoulders, ripping it down to my slender waist, exposing my wet, snow-white upper body to the air. My high, firm breasts swayed gently with his movements. I couldn't help but cry out again, "Ah!" My hands instinctively covered my precious breasts. But because my breasts were so full, and my hands were rather slender, my hands could only cover the upper part of my breasts; most of my snow-white flesh was still exposed to Uncle Liang's eyes. Uncle Liang's hands reached towards my chest again. I panicked and didn't know how to dodge, watching helplessly as Uncle Liang's dark, thin hands slipped under my palms and easily grabbed the fair flesh at the base of my breasts, kneading it wantonly, his eyes looking at me with a mocking and teasing gaze. Without the tank top to obstruct my view, my soft, sensitive breasts could feel the roughness and thinness of Uncle Liang's hands more acutely. My body inexplicably went weak, but Uncle Liang's audacity and mockery ignited my rebellious spirit. I closed my eyes slightly and pushed Uncle Liang's shoulders hard with both hands. Uncle Liang, caught off guard by my sudden strength, stumbled and almost fell to the ground. After pushing Uncle Liang away, I immediately fled frantically out of the bathroom. But when I got outside, I realized I had nowhere to run. If I ran to the living room, the neighbors would see me naked, being violated by a decrepit old man. How could I ever face anyone again? I stood frozen in the middle of the bedroom, turning to watch Uncle Liang approach me step by step. I could only back away, muttering pleas, "No... Uncle Liang... please... please don't do this..."

Although Uncle Liang was much shorter than me, who was tall, I felt an immense power within him, a power that terrified me, a tall and voluptuous woman a head taller than him. I was so frightened that I even forgot to cover my exposed breasts. Finally, when I had nowhere left to retreat, my hind legs touched the edge of the bed. At that moment, I felt the terror of being raped. Uncle Liang pounced on me, his arms encircling my slender waist, his head burying its face in my full breasts. Out of fear of being raped, I... Instinctively, I mustered my last bit of courage and strength to raise my delicate hand and push against Uncle Liang's shoulder. Because of his smaller stature and advanced age, his strength was not as formidable as in his prime, and he couldn't immediately break into my beautiful embrace. But I am a naturally gentle woman, and I haven't done heavy work before. Although Uncle Liang's strength wasn't as fierce as a young man's, my soft arms felt the overwhelming power of his conquering force, so powerful that I knew I was only making a last-ditch struggle, and my weak resistance could be crushed at any moment by his powerful offensive. Thus, a scene that stirred the blood unfolded: a short, unkempt old man embracing a half-naked, voluptuous young woman in a warm and elegant bedroom, his ugly face greedily trying to penetrate her ample bosom. Between my breasts, the young woman desperately blocked me with her slender hands. The old man's ugly face and the young woman's violently shaking, snow-white breasts were so close, yet he could never touch that alluring flesh.

After a while of this shameful stalemate with Uncle Liang, I was exhausted, my limbs aching, and I was panting heavily. My will to resist was almost collapsing. Seeing that the struggle was protracted, Uncle Liang became impatient. He suddenly reached his hands, which had been wrapped around my slender waist, down to my chest and grabbed my ample breasts hard. "Ah!" I felt my strength suddenly stop, and then Uncle Liang's body lurched forward, knocking me down onto the springy Simmons bed. My full, soft body bounced a few times on the bed, supporting Uncle Liang's thin body. I was... After collapsing onto the bed, my will to resist completely crumbled. My fair arms stretched out to my sides, and I breathed heavily, looking timid. Seeing that he had finally subdued me, Uncle Liang quickly got up and took off his clothes. Once he was naked, he pulled off my tank top and shorts together, then grabbed my translucent gauze panties, soaked with vaginal fluid, and ripped them off forcefully. With a "ripping" sound, the last piece of clothing covering my body was removed by Uncle Liang in such a brutal way. "Ah!" I couldn't help but scream. Uncle Liang's rough rip wasn't just tearing off my panties; I felt that my always-presented cold and dignified image had also been torn away, leaving only my naked body and naked lust.After pulling down my underwear, Uncle Liang hurriedly spread my legs. I knew he was about to take my body, and my heart pounded with nervousness. Uncle Liang rubbed his penis against my wet, soft labia a few times, then thrust his hips forward. I felt a thick penis plunge deep into my vagina, instantly filling my delicate lower body with a strong sense of being violated and possessed, causing me to let out a soft moan. After entering my body, Uncle Liang slowly and forcefully thrust in and out, saying in an excited, trembling voice, "Oh, so good, I finally fucked you, you slut, I've wanted to fuck you for so long, every time I see you, especially when you walk past me swaying your ass so seductively, I want to fuck you hard, oh, it feels so good." "Your hole is so fat, warm, and tight." "It feels so good." "You're a natural-born slut who's meant to be fucked." "I'll fuck you." "Fuck you." "Oh." "Look at your body." "Big, firm breasts." "Round, perky ass." "You even sway from side to side when you walk." "You're practically enticing men to fuck you." "Every time your seductive body walks past me, it makes my dick rock hard and painful." "You slutty, wanton woman!" "You're still putting on this innocent face!" "Look at your cunt!" "I haven't even penetrated it yet and it's already leaking so much juice!" "You can still pretend to be a virtuous woman!" "I'll fuck you to death!" "I'm going to ruin you!" "I'll make you cry under my ravaging!" "Let's see if you dare to act all lewd in front of me, Uncle Liang!" "No!" "Oh!" "Uncle Liang!" "I didn't..." "Hmm...uh..." I wanted to retort to Uncle Liang, but only soft moans escaped my lips. Although my figure was alluring, I was a cold and aloof beauty, accustomed to living in high society, always hearing praise and flattery. I had never encountered anyone speaking carelessly to me before. Uncle Liang's direct, utterly unrestrained, and humiliating words filled me with shame, making me wish there was a hole in the ground I could disappear into. But in reality, there was no hole; instead, there was a soft, tight opening in my body being penetrated by Uncle Liang's penis, which was longer and larger than my husband's. The thick glans reached a place deep within my body that no one had ever reached before, making my entire body feel weak and melting. Uncle Liang's penis, like a probe, thrust repeatedly into my core, exploring the secrets of my body and mind thoroughly, leaving me unable to muster any resistance. I could only feel shame... Turning her face to the side, she helplessly continued to endure Uncle Liang's rape and humiliation. 　　Uncle Liang placed his hands on either side of my body and thrust his hips, increasing the force of each thrust against my soft body. Each time Uncle Liang penetrated, my body sank into the soft Simmons mattress, and then my body would bounce gently on the mattress. My plump vulva would involuntarily move towards Uncle Liang's groin, gently supporting his thin, short body, and my warm vagina would envelop his entire penis. Uncle Liang's body was very thin, all bones, but fortunately, my body was quite full, with evenly distributed plump and beautiful flesh all over my body, and my vulva was as full as a bun. The force of each impact from Uncle Liang's bony hips was absorbed and neutralized by my plump vulva and slender, full thighs. If it were any other woman, she would probably have been hurt by Uncle Liang's hard bones.

At this moment, my genitals secreted more and more fluid, making each thrust of Uncle Liang produce a wet, shameful "tsk tsk" sound. Helpless against Uncle Liang's defilement, I could only helplessly endure his repeated violations of my body. The shockwaves of that invasion sent jolts through my body, making my heart pound. My lonely, helpless heart could not escape the smooth, pleasurable currents that swept over my mind and body. Each time that current, both pleasurable and shameful, flowed through my heart, it dissolved a layer of my aversion to Uncle Liang. My inner aversion to Liang Bo weakened until it vanished completely. Gradually, my mind went blank, as if I had forgotten where I was and who I was. Slowly, I realized my mind was no longer blank, because I felt Liang Bo's image had entered my unguarded heart with waves of electricity, taking root and growing deep within, quickly filling my heart. This made me feel my spiritual world gradually collapsing. From then on, my spiritual world, the depths of my soul, were no longer just mine, but forever occupied by the despicable yet beloved Liang Bo! Liang Bo had taken my place as the master of my spiritual world, but what was my position there? With each firm and powerful thrust of Liang Bo, he continued to stimulate the pleasure within me that I had to consciously feel. A voice inside me told me that I was now a completely conquered maid in my spiritual world! In fact, I had relaxed and let Liang Bo manipulate me, allowing him to create waves of pleasure within me. My soft, slender hands... Hou had already gently placed her hand on Uncle Liang's thin waist. With Uncle Liang's thrusts, I moaned incessantly, lost in ecstasy. As Uncle Liang's ministrations drove me to the brink of ecstasy, I turned my head and suddenly saw the full-length mirror opposite the bed. "Ah!! No!!" I saw a beautiful, elegant young woman pressed tightly against a dark, thin, and unkempt old man. The old man's thin waist and hips were constantly moving up and down, causing the beautiful woman's snow-white, slender body to tremble gently. The woman not only didn't resist the old man's violation, but also gently extended her slender, jade-like hand to support the old man's dark, thin waist! What a sight this was! A noble and beautiful young woman was doing the most private and intimate thing in the world with a lowly and ugly old man in an elegant and clean bedroom, and this beautiful young woman was myself!! A wave of intense shame crashed down on my heart, making it almost impossible to breathe. I closed my eyes, gasping for air. The scene in the mirror was too shocking; it reminded me that I was being raped by an ugly, depraved old man, and that the beautiful, noble woman in the mirror, shamelessly cooperating with him in this act, was myself! At that moment, words like lewd, vile, and shameless came to mind. The elegant, aloof image I had painstakingly cultivated crumbled, and my long-held pride and confidence were shattered. I felt as if Liang Bo had invaded my entire world. He had not only possessed my body but also conquered my soul, stripping away my noble and dignified facade and unearthing the lewd desires deep within me. Deep within me, the pain of being raped and the decadent pleasure of indulgence intertwined. My uterus contracted uncontrollably, and I couldn't help but reach out my slender arms to embrace Uncle Liang's thin waist. My full, shapely buttocks rose high, gently supporting Uncle Liang's lower body as I uncontrollably twisted and tossed up and down. In just a few thrusts, I climaxed with a blissful release, warm, lustful fluids rushing to wash over the penis inside my vagina. I had actually reached orgasm while witnessing myself being raped. What a slutty woman I was! I thought sadly to myself.

After the orgasm, still immersed in the pleasurable sensation, I opened my hazy eyes and looked at the ugly man pressing down on me: his hair was gray, his face was wrinkled, his skin was dark brown with spots, and his exposed shoulders and chest were thin and rough—truly ugly in every way. But, fueled by my heightened desire, I felt no aversion to Uncle Liang's ugly body. Instead, a tenderness and sympathy welled up within me. Uncle Liang had served in the army in his youth, fought on the battlefield, and contributed to the country. Now, his wife had passed away years ago, and his children were working away from home, leaving him to live alone for many years. His loneliness and hardship were unimaginable.

At that moment, Uncle Liang's face was filled with happiness, his eyes gleaming with excitement and pride. From his passionate thrusts, I could feel how much he adored and reveled in the full, smooth body beneath him. His sincere affection and fervent penetration were something I could never experience with my husband. Gradually, I found myself infected by Uncle Liang's passion; my body relaxed more and more, and the cervix in my lower abdomen slowly softened and opened… Uncle Liang's thrusts slowed, finally ending with a powerful penetration, when he rested his face on my rounded shoulder, panting heavily. I gasped in surprise at Uncle Liang's final thrust, my hands, which had been wrapped around his waist, now gripping his shoulders from behind. His powerful penetration had placed the head of his penis right inside my cervix, sending a tingling, numbing sensation through my body. Uncle Liang lay panting on my full, supple body, his warm breath brushing against my sensitive neck and shoulders. When I realized I was embracing Uncle Liang in this tender way, clinging to him from behind, I shyly understood that I had completely accepted his conquest of my body and soul, and that I would never again be able to resist his manipulation and play.

After resting on my body for a moment, Uncle Liang slowly began thrusting his hips, pumping into my lower body. I felt his penis grow larger, longer, and harder than before, filling my lower body with a full, swollen sensation. Each thrust pressed against my soft cervix, a mingled pleasure of being penetrated and of being squeezed by Uncle Liang's body, instantly intoxicating me. I couldn't help but raise my slender hands and gently caress Liang Bo's thin back, my buttocks swaying gently, as if trying to avoid his advances, or perhaps welcoming his penetration.

I breathed heavily, moaning softly, my full, soft breasts pressing passionately against his rough chest. I was already drenched in sweat from Liang Bo's fucking, and my vaginal fluids were flowing again, filling the air with the rich scent of my sweat and the alluring aroma of my vaginal fluids. As Liang Bo fucked me slowly and steadily, he whispered in my ear, "Slut, am I fucking you good?" Ah, he dared to ask me such a cheesy question! I was so ashamed I wanted to disappear. How could I possibly answer such a shameful question? But inside, I felt a strange excitement at the humiliation Liang Bo was inflicting on me. Seeing that I didn't answer, Liang Bo raised his voice and asked, "Slut, tell me, are you fucking me good or not?" At the same time, he increased the intensity of his fucking. Unable to escape, I could only turn my blushing face and softly say, "Comfortable." As I answered Uncle Liang, my lower body, overwhelmed by intense shame, gently gripped his penis. "Then how about I come and fuck you often from now on?" Uncle Liang asked, his voice filled with excitement and pride. I hesitated shyly for a moment, then said in a sweet voice, "Uncle Liang, what can I do if you treat me like that?" Uncle Liang was overjoyed, and his thick penis throbbed happily inside my tender lower body. "You slut," "You're such a hypocrite," "You're clearly aroused by my fucking," "You're still pretending to be virtuous," "You're such a wanton, repressed slut," "But you're very sensible," "Your answer made Uncle Liang feel very comfortable," "I love fucking women like you who are beautiful, sexy, and pretend to be virtuous," "I'm going to fuck you properly," "I'll fuck you."

Uncle Liang thrust in and out over a hundred more times, then suddenly gripped my delicate shoulders tightly with both hands, pressing his lower body firmly against my plump vulva. His thick penis suddenly became even longer and larger, the swollen glans thrusting into my cervix. "Oh!" I couldn't help but let out a blissful moan. My uterus, which had never been penetrated by anything before, was suddenly invaded by Uncle Liang's fleshy glans, causing a moment of panic within me, but at the same time, an overwhelming sweetness welled up inside me. I knew Uncle Liang was about to ejaculate, and a strange impulse and excitement surged within me. Involuntarily, I wrapped my soft arms tightly around Uncle Liang's thin waist, my fragrant buttocks rising and swaying gently, my vagina and uterus contracting uncontrollably, sucking at Uncle Liang's penis and glans. "Ah..." I clearly felt Uncle Liang's scalding semen shooting deep into my body, one spurt after another. I trembled with pleasure, my raised buttocks lifting off the bed, gently supporting Uncle Liang's body as I swayed from side to side. Warm love fluid gushed from my womb, washing over Uncle Liang's glans. I actually reached a soul-shaking climax under Uncle Liang's violation! At that moment, I felt my body was out of control: I trembled all over, arching my lower body high, supporting Uncle Liang's body, swaying from side to side for more than a minute, before suddenly collapsing onto the Simmons bed, exhausted. The sudden impact made Uncle Liang and I bounce slightly on the mattress. My limbs lay limply, feeling as if all the strength had been drained from my body. Apart from my heaving chest due to rapid breathing and my slightly contracting lower body, I had no strength left to move.

After a long while, Uncle Liang's penis reluctantly slid out of my warm and soft vagina. Only then did Uncle Liang climb off my sweaty, voluptuous body, while I remained limp and panting on the bed, completely exhausted. After getting up and dressed, Uncle Liang reached out and pinched my plump, white buttocks hard, saying, "You slut, I'm leaving now. I'll come back to fuck you next time." "Ah!" I cried out in pain. After a moment of hesitation, I said in a shy tone, "Aren't you going to wash up?" Uncle Liang smiled wickedly, "Why should I wash up? Your love juice is so precious, your sweat is so fragrant. I want to take your love juice and sweat home and smear your fragrance on my bed. That way, I'll feel like you've slept on my bed. Every time I smell your fragrance, I'll remember the pleasure of fucking you. Isn't that wonderful?" I didn't expect that my casual remark would lead to such a long and humiliating speech from Uncle Liang, but his infatuation with my body secretly delighted me. I gently turned my blushing face away and dared not speak again. Before leaving, Uncle Liang picked up my thin gauze panties, soaked with my semen, and smelled them. "Wow, smells so good. It seems the scent of a proper, noble woman is completely different from those country bumpkins! I'll keep these panties." He then stuffed my sexy little panties into his pocket. "No..." I uttered those words softly, then dared not say anything more. I could only watch with a complicated expression as Uncle Liang swaggered away from my bedroom. I still didn't have the strength to get out of bed, so I pulled the blanket over myself and quietly recalled the absurd events of the day. Thinking about it, I slowly fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon. I opened my hazy eyes and looked at the autumn sunlight streaming through the window, feeling a blissful sense of satisfaction wash over me. When I got up to urinate, I realized I was naked. Remembering the experience in bed that had filled me with both shame and pleasure, my face flushed red. But what happened while I was urinating was even more humiliating. As I urinated, the semen that Uncle Liang had ejaculated deep into my lower abdomen that morning slowly flowed back out, leaving a trail of white, cloudy fluid under my beautiful vulva. Even after I finished urinating, the fluid wouldn't come down. Finally, I had to use toilet paper to wipe it away. Even through the toilet paper, I could feel the stickiness of Uncle Liang's semen. My mind drifted back to the ecstatic pleasure of Uncle Liang's large penis penetrating me deeply that morning, and I felt a sudden rush of breathlessness and panic. I gently closed my eyes and covered my contracting vulva with my slender hands. After a while, I calmed down from my shameful thoughts and turned on the water heater to slowly wash my snow-white, rounded body with warm water.

Chapter Two: The Shameful Man Shames the Beautiful Woman.

Ever since Liang Bo raped me, I've constantly recalled that experience, each memory so shameful. Although I try so hard to forget this humiliating experience, the memories only grow stronger. Whenever I close my eyes, it's as if I see him approaching me with his large, erect penis, making me weak with shame and fear. Although I wish I never saw Liang Bo again, deep down I have a strong desire to meet him again. I think all these changes in me are because his strong, large penis completely awakened my shy body, allowing me to deeply experience the wonder of sex and the happiness of being a woman.

Since Liang Bo took my body, he's disappeared from my sight. I no longer see him walking along the riverbank in front of my neighborhood in the mornings, nor do I see him riding his tricycle to collect recyclables in the afternoons. For half a month now, I've been wondering where Liang Bo has gone. I can't say whether my feelings are concern or longing, but I feel a deep sense of loss. In the past two weeks, my husband and I have made love twice, but I haven't experienced much pleasure. However, several times I've dreamt of Uncle Liang pressing down on my voluptuous body and fucking me hard, and I've felt continuous pleasure during those dreams. Unfortunately, I always wake up just as I'm about to climax. Each time I wake up, I find my genitals soaking wet, and I inwardly curse myself for becoming so lewd. How could I dream of being played with by my enemy and shamelessly feel pleasure? But the shameful longing for Uncle Liang's large penis has become even stronger. I feel that Uncle Liang isn't so ugly after all, and he dares to indulge himself in front of me, fully displaying his most masculine qualities before my eyes and on my body. This makes him especially special and attractive to me compared to other men who only praise and flatter me.

Today is Thursday. My husband is going to another city for two months of further study, and he set off at noon. As dusk fell, I felt a pang of emptiness and loneliness after work. Bored, I bought a large bag of guavas near my apartment complex to while away the long night.

As I walked to the gate, dressed in my business attire, bag in one hand and guavas in the other, I saw a figure standing on the grass in the setting sun—a figure both familiar and strange, eliciting both joy and shame—Uncle Liang. A complex mix of emotions overwhelmed me. My heart pounded, causing my breasts to heave, and my fair face flushed with a mixture of shyness and delight. A sweet smile and the tender affection in my eyes betrayed my uncontrollable feelings. Uncle Liang leered at my alluring figure, yet greeted me casually, as if nothing had happened: "Beautiful lady, off work?" I gave a soft "Mmm," secretly wondering what he'd been up to, but unsure how to ask. Uncle Liang then said, "Beautiful lady, are you buying so much fruit to entertain guests?" I replied, "I live alone; where would I get guests?" Uncle Liang's face immediately lit up with a smile, but he said insincerely, "Eating fruit alone is so boring! Why don't I keep you company? I, Uncle Liang, value friendship above all else." Hearing this suggestive remark, my previously calmed heart began to pound again. I lowered my head shyly and said, "Uncle Liang, since you've said that, it would seem petty of me not to treat you." After saying this, I couldn't help but glance at Uncle Liang with alluring eyes, only to find him staring at me with lewd eyes. Embarrassed, I immediately turned and walked quietly towards the gate of the residential complex, with Uncle Liang following a few meters behind me.After entering the stairwell, only Uncle Liang and I remained in the narrow space. Uncle Liang leaned closer, almost pressed against my back. Just as my heart was pounding, Uncle Liang's hands landed on my full, round buttocks. Through my thin business skirt, he forcefully lifted my soft flesh, then quickly and incessantly kneaded and played with it. "Uh..." Under Uncle Liang's sneak attack, I couldn't help but let out a soft moan, feeling a wave of weakness wash over me. But because I was carrying a handbag in one hand and a guava in the other, I couldn't reach out to stop Uncle Liang's hands, and could only helplessly allow him to caress my buttocks.

I endured Uncle Liang's harassment by squeezing my legs together, while struggling to carry the heavy load of fruit upstairs. As I neared my third-floor apartment, I heard hurried footsteps from upstairs, but Uncle Liang continued to greedily knead my smooth buttocks, showing no sign of letting up. I grew anxious, desperately trying to escape his clutches. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind. I took a deep breath, turned around, and said to Uncle Liang, "Uncle Liang, could you please carry the fruit for me? I need to get my keys to open the door." Uncle Liang reluctantly took the fruit, his eyes still burning as he stared at my full breasts, which stood prominently beneath my tight white shirt. Just then, two young men came down the stairs. As they passed Uncle Liang and me, they stared intently at my shapely figure, while glancing at Uncle Liang with a mixture of envy and disdain. My face flushed crimson with shame. I frantically searched my handbag for my keys, feeling the two young men's burning gazes on my body. Too guilty to look them in the eye, I thought to myself, "That was close!" I'd almost been seen being humiliated. The panic made my breathing quicken, causing my ample breasts to heave uncontrollably. I lowered my head even further in shame.

Perhaps because of my anxiety, I searched my handbag for a long time without finding my keys. Uncle Liang, already impatient, breathed heavily on my neck and said, "You slut, if you keep dawdling like this, believe me, I'll strip you naked right now!" I was horrified. Good heavens! If he really stripped me naked outside the door, how could I face living here? In a panic, my hand inexplicably pulled out the keys. I gently opened the door, my mind a jumble: My God! What was wrong with me? How could I have brought a man who clearly just wanted to take advantage of me home, and a man who was both old and ugly at that! How could I have been so depraved? My heart was filled with shame, sadness, and excitement. I stood shyly at the living room doorway, my head slightly lowered, my hands clasped helplessly in front of me, unsure how to face this embarrassing scene. Uncle Liang went inside and immediately threw the guava on the ground, then turned and locked the iron gate.

Hearing the sound of the iron gate being locked, my heart sank. I felt like someone else's meal, completely at their mercy. While I was still bewildered, Uncle Liang suddenly hugged me from behind, his hands slipping under my armpits and tightly grasping my full, soft breasts. He pressed his face against my smooth back. I was startled by Uncle Liang's bold and unrestrained actions: "Uncle Liang...don't do this...people will see...please...let me draw the curtains first..." I said, gently twisting my full, soft body, but anyone could see that I didn't truly resist Uncle Liang; I was just shyly half-heartedly yielding. Uncle Liang, while using... His face rubbed against my smooth back muscles as he forcefully squeezed and played with my breasts, murmuring as if he hadn't heard my requests, "Oh...so fragrant...so soft and smooth...oh...so comfortable...my beautiful slut...I haven't played with you in so long...my cock has missed you so much...oh...so good..." Because I usually wear ultra-thin, soft bras, Uncle Liang's hands immediately grasped the warm, soft flesh of my breasts, the roughness of his palms clearly transmitted to my sensitive breasts. I was so embarrassed and anxious from being touched and played with by Uncle Liang that I was already panting softly. I endured the weakness in my waist and legs and shyly begged for mercy again: "Mmm... Uncle Liang... Don't be in such a hurry... Look... You've done this to me... Just let me pull it a little... Mmm... Just pull the curtains a little... That's all I ask for... Oh... Be gentle... Everything else... I'll let you decide everything else... Okay?" "My slut." "What do you mean 'let me decide'?" "You need to explain yourself more clearly." "Oh." "You smell so good." "Slut." "Actually, it's good for others to see." "Let everyone in this neighborhood know." "You willingly let me play with you." "Usually, people here look down on me, Uncle Liang." "Now." "Let them know that the most beautiful woman in their neighborhood was still taken by me." Uncle Liang still wouldn't let go. "Uncle Liang." "Hmm." "Please." "Don't let anyone know what you've done to me." "Okay." "Let me be clear." "Uncle Liang." "You're so mean." "You clearly know what I mean." "You still make me say it out loud." "It's so embarrassing." "I'll let you decide what to do." "I mean, let me draw the curtains now." "And never let anyone see or know what you've done to me again." "I'll let you do whatever you want with me." I whispered these shameful words, my head bowed lower than ever before.i=3> "So, I can do whatever I want with him today? What about later?" “From now on… from now on I’ll let you do whatever you want with me,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, but Uncle Liang heard me clearly. He laughed heartily and said, “Good… you slut… you said it yourself… from now on you’ll be at my mercy, letting me do whatever I want with you, letting me ride you, letting me sleep with you! If you dare disobey me, I’ll sing about how I did you all over the streets, and I’ll drag you to the sidewalk to play with you! Humph, I’m so old, what wouldn’t I do? Now that I’ve had sex with such a beautiful 　　woman like you, even if I die, it’s worth it!” Uncle Liang’s heartfelt words deeply moved me. I couldn’t help but whisper, “Uncle Liang… don’t worry… I’ll be obedient and listen to you from now on… if I do anything that displeases you… you can punish me… but please don’t do anything impulsive, okay?” "Hmm," "You're smart enough to know your place," "But I think you're a slut who likes to be fucked by men." "As long as you serve me well," "I'll definitely make you live a life of boundless sexual bliss." "Go on." Uncle Liang released me after saying that. 　　I breathed a sigh of relief and slowly moved to the window, pulling down the pink curtains embroidered with lace—actually, the aluminum alloy windows in my house are dark green, so even without the curtains drawn, it's hard to see inside during the day, but I always feel uneasy and insecure without them closed. 　　When I pulled the curtains down completely, I turned around and saw Uncle Liang sitting casually with his legs crossed on the shoe-changing stool by the hallway, looking up at me with a victorious gaze, a half-smile on his face. I lowered my head shyly and slowly walked to Uncle Liang, standing there with my hands clasped in front of my lower abdomen, unsure of what to do next.

Uncle Liang lifted his right foot, clad in an old leather shoe. I looked at him, embarrassed. He glanced at his own shoe, then at the shoe cabinet beside me. I understood he wanted me to change his shoes, and I immediately blushed crimson. Good heavens! I, a white-collar woman from the upper class, was being forced to change the shoes of a lowly old man while dressed in my dignified business attire! This was a tremendous humiliation for someone like me, an employee of a well-known company! Although I already knew I was Uncle Liang's plaything and was mentally prepared to be humiliated and toyed with by him, I still felt my heart pounding and my legs trembling with shame. I slowly squatted down, my tall, voluptuous body bowing low, and gave Uncle Liang a long, resentful, and ashamed look before turning and taking a clean pair of guest shoes from the shoe cabinet and placing them on the floor. “No, I won’t wear these slippers, I want to wear those.” Uncle Liang pointed to the exquisite crystal slippers at the top. “Those…those are my slippers!” I looked at Uncle Liang in surprise and said, “Uncle Liang, if you wear my slippers, I won’t have any to change into.” Uncle Liang glared at me with a malicious look, leering, and said, “That’s right, I want to wear your shoes. I not only want to possess your body, but I also want to enjoy what you wear, what you use, what you eat, what you sleep in… I want to integrate into every corner of your life, so that everything you have belongs to me, Uncle Liang. As for you…” "Well, you don't need to change into slippers today. I love seeing you in high heels. Wear these pretty rose-patterned high heels and let me fuck you today." Uncle Liang's explicit words made me so ashamed that I lowered my head with a soft "ooh." I looked at the coffee-colored low-cut women's shoes on my delicate feet, each pointed toe adorned with a pink lace rose. These high-end women's shoes, meant to accentuate my noble temperament, had now become Uncle Liang's playthings. I breathed softly, embarrassed and anxious. Uncle Liang said slowly, "You slut, aren't you going to change your slippers for me?" I had no choice but to turn around and take out my crystal slippers, which I wore every day, and place them on the ground. Then, I turned my head slightly to the side, suppressing my intense shame, and stretched out my delicate, jade-like hand. With my left hand, I gently lifted Uncle Liang's right calf, and with my right hand, I took off his old leather shoes, then his nylon stockings, and then gently put on the crystal slippers that were originally mine, and then his left foot. As I was taking off Uncle Liang's shoes and socks, I tried to stretch out my arms to keep his feet away from me, because I figured a man with such a sleazy appearance would definitely have unpleasant foot odor. But to my surprise, after taking off his old leather shoes, I only smelled a faint nylon and leather scent, not the sweaty smell I had expected. I couldn't help but look at Uncle Liang with a surprised and admiring gaze. Uncle Liang smiled slightly and said, "You slut, you must be wondering why such an ugly old man like me doesn't have smelly feet, right? Hehe, let me tell you, I, Uncle Liang, am a man of taste. I always shower and change clothes before having sex with a woman. Don't think only those pretty boys are hygienic. Actually, men of our generation are much more particular than these pretty boys. Don't look down on us!" I couldn't help but smile awkwardly and said softly, "I'm sorry, Uncle Liang." As I changed his left shoe and sock, my body unconsciously moved a little closer to Uncle Liang's feet.

"You slut, your hands are so beautiful and soft, they feel so good to touch. I guess I'll have to rely on you to wash my feet from now on!" Hearing Uncle Liang's words, I felt my heart pound violently, as if Uncle Liang had forcefully pressed it down, crushing the last bit of self-respect I had left—Oh my god! I was actually assigned to serve an old geezer by washing his feet! The intense humiliation almost made me faint! But some subconscious feeling deep inside seemed to be awakened by Uncle Liang's words, and a faint sense of excitement rose up in my heart. This excitement mixed with my shame and surged upwards, making my cheeks and ears burn. But my cherry lips couldn't help but let out a soft "Mmm." My face flushed crimson as I lowered my head again, only to be met with another shameful sight: my own hands, so fair, delicate, and rounded, adorned with a glittering platinum diamond ring on my right ring finger and a shimmering gold bracelet on my left wrist—such elegant and luxurious hands! And now I was changing shoes and removing socks for a lowly old man, and from now on, I would have to use those same elegant and luxurious hands to serve those dark and ugly feet. How had I come to this? Was Uncle Liang manipulating my fate? Not entirely. Was I degrading myself? No. My thoughts, heavy with sadness, briefly drifted into confusion.

"You slut, the sole of my right foot is a little itchy. Scratch it for me for a while," Uncle Liang commanded before my thoughts could clear, issuing another order that filled me with unbearable shame. In my confused state and weakened will, I was utterly unable to resist Uncle Liang's command. I softly hummed in agreement, then gently cradled Uncle Liang's heel with my warm, smooth left palm. I then lightly extended my arm and gently tickled the rough soles of his feet with my beautifully manicured nails, tilting my head back and forth with a shy, wistful gaze to observe his reaction.

Uncle Liang closed his eyes slightly, his face showing a relaxed and contented expression. He muttered, "Oh," "That's fucking comfortable," "You slut," "I never thought you were so good at serving men," "You learned it so quickly," "Were you a prostitute in your past life?" "Oh," "So good," "You're making me feel like I'm becoming an immortal," "You're a slut born to serve men." "From now on," "I'm your godfather, your master! From now on, you'll not only be fucked by me, but you'll also serve me like a maid, you know that?"

Uncle Liang's merciless insults hit my delicate ears, making my heart, which had just calmed down a little, surge again. My fair and tender cheeks flushed with embarrassment again, and my full breasts rose and fell violently like waves with my soft, panting breaths. But even as Liang Bo humiliated me, I couldn't leave. I couldn't even turn away to hide my shame. All I could do was turn my humiliated face away again, avoiding direct eye contact with Liang Bo, and softly reply with my cherry-like lips, "Mmm...this little girl understands." But my hands didn't dare stop for a moment, still obediently holding Liang Bo's feet and carefully tickling him. "Alright, you slut, go wash your hands. I'm going to fuck you!" "Uncle Liang opened his eyes, brimming with desire, and said. Hearing his incredibly audacious words, I felt no shame, but rather a sense of relief and anticipation for his next move. When I shifted my gaze from Uncle Liang's face to his feet, I noticed his crotch was already bulging with a large tent from his thick penis, and a sudden, inexplicable panic ran through me. With my face flushed, I gently put my crystal slippers on Uncle Liang, too shy to look at him, and then, head bowed, gracefully knelt and turned to walk towards the bathroom in the room. "I stood in the softly lit bathroom, squeezing out some hand soap and absentmindedly washing my hands. I gazed at my elegant and beautiful reflection in the mirror. The woman in the mirror had skin as smooth and translucent as jade, and a face as radiant as a peach blossom after a rain. Her long, flowing hair was styled into an elegant updo adorned with a purple hair ornament. Two long tufts of hair framing her fair cheeks accentuated her feminine charm and gentleness. Her shapely figure was dressed in… The elegant and dignified professional attire accentuated the sensuality of a voluptuous woman and the intellectual beauty of a career woman: a fitted white lace short-sleeved blouse made her breasts appear high and her waist slender, paired with a soft, tight-fitting black chiffon skirt, exuding a noble and capable air; her blushing face held a shy joy, her captivating eyes revealed a tender, spring-like affection, and her slightly parted, full, sensual lips emitted soft, sweet breaths; the emerald green silk scarf tied around her fair, slender neck further enhanced her breathtaking beauty. Looking at the beautiful woman in the mirror, a woman who could captivate countless outstanding men, I couldn't help but secretly admire myself. But this sexy and beautiful body, coveted by countless men, was about to be obediently offered to an old man to be manipulated and played with at will. What was wrong with me? My thoughts were in complete disarray.

As I was lost in thought, I heard Uncle Liang's footsteps behind me. I figured he couldn't wait any longer, so I quickened my handwashing. Uncle Liang came up behind me and unceremoniously reached his hands to my chest, grabbing my full, soft breasts. He kneaded them while saying, "You slut, you haven't finished washing your hands yet? My cock is waiting to fuck you!" I lowered my head in shame and said, "Mmm...almost...I'm done...mmm...be gentle..." As I spoke, I gently dried my hands with the towel next to the mirror. "Oh...you slut...your breasts are absolutely gorgeous...so big and so perky...so perky and so soft...just holding your breasts...I feel the pleasure of possessing this voluptuous and sexy woman...oh...it's like falling into a gentle paradise." "Uncle Liang was still fondling my breasts.

Ashamed and numb from his ministrations, I lowered my head, my hands clasped helplessly in front of me, my delicate shoulders trembling slightly from the waves of tingling sensations. After playing with my breasts for a while, Uncle Liang grabbed my soft, smooth right hand with his rough, large hand and pulled me out of the bathroom. 'Slut, let's go! Let's fuck!' Uncle Liang said excitedly. Utterly ashamed, I lowered my blushing face, letting Uncle Liang, who was a head shorter than me, half-drag, half-lead my tall, voluptuous body behind him. Because I walked unnaturally, my full breasts, supported by my soft shirt, swayed gently up and down with each step.

'Uncle Liang,' I asked in surprise, 'Why are you pulling me to the living room?' I was surprised to find that Uncle Liang wasn't pulling me into the room, but towards the living room. 'Hehe, slut, this time I'm going to fuck you in the living room!'" "Uncle Liang said with a wicked grin. "Ah... Uncle Liang... Not in the living room, okay?" I couldn't help but struggle shyly. "Slut, don't be afraid, I'll make you happy. Come on, hold onto the coffee table with both hands." Uncle Liang pulled me into the gap between the coffee table and the sofa, pushed the coffee table to a certain position, and ordered me to bend over and hold onto it. Because I was wearing high heels, my round buttocks looked quite plump when I stood up. If I followed Uncle Liang's instructions, I would be in a lewd position with my buttocks sticking out high, waiting to be fucked. I stood in front of the coffee table with my head down in shame, my heart pounding wildly. I couldn't convince myself to assume such a lewd position.

Uncle Liang took off his crystal shoes and stood on the sofa. "Slut, today I'm going to fuck you from behind, but you're so much taller than me, so I have to fuck you from a higher place. I think this is the most suitable spot in your house." As Uncle Liang spoke, he pressed my shoulders down forcefully. Already humiliated by Uncle Liang, my body went limp, and the pressure caused me to involuntarily lower my upper body, my hands lightly resting on the coffee table. My full buttocks naturally rose high, and I shamefully hid my face between my arms, blushing as I awaited Uncle Liang's further humiliation. "Right, isn't this quite beautiful, my good slut? I knew you'd wanted to be fucked by Uncle Liang for a long time, so stop pretending." Uncle Liang said, lifting my tight-fitting gauze skirt up to my waist. "No... I didn't... uh..." I weakly and shamefully refuted Uncle Liang's lewd words, but Uncle Liang seized the opportunity to pull my flesh-colored lace panties down to my knees. The sudden exposure made me let out a soft moan.

Uncle Liang said nothing more. After inserting his thick glans into my soft, moist labia, he grasped my shapely, smooth waist with his rough hands. My waist is my erogenous zone. Although I love to dance, I never ballroom dance because the moment someone touches my waist, I immediately feel flustered and my whole body goes limp. Now, with Uncle Liang holding my waist so firmly, I felt waves of weakness washing over me, and I was so flustered that I didn't know what Uncle Liang would do next. Just as I was becoming lost in passion from Uncle Liang's touch, a thick penis was slowly and unceremoniously inserted into my soft vulva. The sudden, intense sense of humiliation and possession overwhelmed me, making it almost impossible for me to breathe. I couldn't help but slightly open my cherry-like mouth to breathe, but the sound seemed stuck in my swollen chest. When Uncle Liang's penis was fully inside my vagina, my thoughts and consciousness were instantly drawn to it. I was inescapably forced to experience the fullness of being stretched by Uncle Liang and the pleasurable sensation of flesh against flesh. My slightly parted mouth gasped softly, and my beautiful eyes instantly filled with tears of shame and excitement—this was my reaction to being possessed from behind by a man's large penis for the first time.

Uncle Liang's hips pressed tightly against my round, smooth buttocks, his body motionless as he enjoyed the boundless warmth and tender caress of my moist, soft vagina. My soft vulva, being forcibly taken over from behind by a man's large penis for the first time, hadn't yet adjusted; my vaginal opening gently contracted, as if weakly protesting Uncle Liang's penis. Uncle Liang's large penis seemed to sense my beautiful vagina's unwillingness to be humiliated and suddenly throbbed powerfully. The sudden lash shattered the last vestiges of resistance in my delicate body and mind. I let out a soft, dazed cry, my warm, moist vagina involuntarily enveloping and sucking Liang Bo's large penis.

Being possessed by Liang Bo from behind—a position I had never experienced before—not only increased my sense of humiliation but also made my body more sensitive because I couldn't see his expression. Helplessly, I used my sensitive vaginal flesh to feel Liang Bo's masculine magnificence and domineering nature. That masculine nature opened the floodgates of tenderness in my heart, releasing the feminine tenderness hidden deep within me. At that moment, I felt a warm current flowing through my entire body, my chest surging with tender affection. If someone were looking at me from the front, they would surely see the watery tenderness flowing in my beautiful eyes.i=7> "Oh," "So comfortable," "You slut," "Your body is so wonderful," "Just having my cock inserted into your cunt feels like being a god," "I, Uncle Liang, have truly lived a worthwhile life," "I never thought I'd be able to fuck such a good cunt in my old age," "Oh," "What a good cunt," "Warm and soft," "It feels so good sucking me," "Oh," "My God," "It even bounces around my cock," "If I hadn't fucked it myself," "I would never have believed there was such a good cunt in the world." Uncle Liang was incredibly comfortable being served by my soft vagina; he was intoxicated with pleasure, his mouth constantly uttering lewd words. My lower body had already adapted to Uncle Liang's large penis. Although I could clearly hear his lewd words, I no longer resisted his humiliation. I simply lowered my blushing face and swallowed my rapidly secreting saliva, ignoring his obscene words. After a while, Uncle Liang moved his large penis and gently thrust it in and out of my smooth vagina, making soft "sizzling" sounds as he penetrated my wet genitals. I shyly savored the pleasure of being manipulated by Uncle Liang, and my slightly open mouth naturally responded to him with soft moans of "hmm" and "uh" sounds. "Plop!" "Slap!" "Plop!" "Slap!" Uncle Liang began to thrust forcefully, his hard, thin hips slamming against my plump, beautiful buttocks with each stroke, making each withdrawal and insertion produce obscene sounds that filled me with shame. But at this moment, my body felt an unprecedented pleasure: in a standing position where I was fully conscious and sensitive, a man's large penis entered my body again and again, filling the emptiness within me with each thrust. Each time his rough hips slammed against my plump buttocks, it produced a shameful "slap!" Besides the "smack" sound, it also slammed my slender and sexy body forward, sending intoxicating waves of pleasure mercilessly into my clear mind, into my passionate heart, and into every sensitive cell in my body. And that fleshy penis head was thrusting solidly into my soft and sensitive flower core again and again! "Ah..." "Ah..." "Ah..." "Hmm..." "Uh..." My moans were so delicate that they seemed to drip water, and the saliva that kept secreting in my mouth kept dripping from the corners of my rosy lips in strands because I couldn't swallow it in time.

The lowly and vulgar Uncle Liang rode and vented his lustfully within my tender and passionate body. The more he thrust, the more vigorous he became. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed my soft, white right arm, twisting it forcefully behind my back. "Ugh!" I cried out in pain, forced to arch my sexy shoulders and buttocks high, while my slender waist sank low. Uncle Liang had me pinned down in a bullying position, my tall, voluptuous body completely under his control! I could only passively endure Uncle Liang's manipulation in a shameful, open-door posture, a feeling of utter weakness, of being completely conquered, filling my heart. This position allowed Uncle Liang to penetrate even deeper, easily reaching my cervix each time. Waves of soul-shaking pleasure made me cry out involuntarily. With one hand twisting my soft right arm behind my back and the other supporting my snow-white buttocks, Uncle Liang began a frenzied series of thrusts. "Ah...ah...ah...uh..." In a series of uncontrollable, soft moans, I quickly reached orgasm. My tight, soft vaginal muscles contracted in waves, passionately entwining Uncle Liang's penis. Warm vaginal fluid gushed out in spurts, quickly washing and soaking the thick penis inside my vagina, flowing down from where Uncle Liang and I met, instantly soaking my flesh-colored high-end stockings.

Uncle Liang, drenched in my warm vaginal fluid, slowed his thrusting movements, clearly enjoying it immensely. But then came several more powerful and deeper thrusts, pushing my orgasm to its peak. After a few powerful thrusts, he thrust his engorged penis deep into the depths of my body. His large, fleshy glans instantly slid into my shy, soft, open cervix. A large amount of hot, scalding semen shot into my vibrant, youthful womb with each powerful thrust. As Uncle Liang ejaculated inside me, I had just recovered from the intoxicating orgasm. My heart overflowed with sweet, warm emotions. I quietly and softly welcomed Uncle Liang's ejaculation: each time Uncle Liang sprayed a jet of hot semen into my womb, my cherry-like mouth involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if my body were receiving nourishment from sweet rain. In the end, Uncle Liang's large penis throbbed inside my soft body more than a dozen times before completely ejaculating into my womb, and I sweetly swallowed more than a dozen mouthfuls of saliva in rhythm with Uncle Liang's ejaculation.

After ejaculating, Uncle Liang remained standing stiffly behind me, using his still-erect penis to make a final claim on my warm, smooth vagina. I felt a surge of pleasure and enjoyment. My lower abdomen felt full and warm from Liang Bo's semen, a warm current flowing and rippling through my body. I quietly savored this comfortable and wonderful feeling. After a while, Liang Bo's penis slowly softened and shrank, gently pushed out by the soft flesh of my lower body. Only after my vagina, with its powerful contractions, had completely pushed his penis out did he release my right arm, which he had been holding. Freed from Liang Bo's control, my legs went weak, and my slender, beautiful body collapsed to my knees on the floor. My upper body slumped weakly on the coffee table, panting softly. The afterglow of my orgasm made my kneeling, slender body tremble and twitch slightly.

Chapter Three: The Beautiful Woman's Shameful Demise.

After a long while, I gradually calmed down from the intoxicating afterglow of my orgasm, and my soft, panting breaths subsided. I thought to myself, how could a young, beautiful, and noble woman like myself be repeatedly... Having reached the climax of rape, I'm now being forced to my knees by this old man! Heavens! How can I face the world now? How will I treat the men around me in the future? How can I dare to look this old man in the eye now and in the future? Is it really true that beauty is a curse? Are beautiful women destined to be played with and raped by men? I couldn't help but sigh helplessly at my tragic fate.

I remained kneeling, silently wallowing in self-pity. Suddenly, I realized my bare, white buttocks were facing Uncle Liang behind me, and a wave of intense shame made my face burn with pink again. But I didn't have the courage to deliberately cover my exposed buttocks under Uncle Liang's gaze, because that would only attract his attention and increase my shame. I could only remain kneeling, anxiously waiting for the situation to change.

"You slut, pour me a cup of tea." "I heard Uncle Liang's slightly hoarse but powerful voice. I gave a soft, weak 'hmm,' and slowly propped myself up, then gracefully stood up. As I stood, I pulled up my stockings and panties, and then deftly pulled down my sheer, bodycon skirt that Uncle Liang had pulled up around my waist. I then walked gracefully to the water dispenser across the living room to pour Uncle Liang some water.

After being with Uncle Liang, I felt weak and languid all over, radiating a seductive charm from being satisfied by a man. The light sweat from Uncle Liang's ministrations further enhanced my body's..." The rich, sweet fragrance wafted up, and I could even smell the soft, alluring scent emanating from my own body. In this tranquil atmosphere, I had the illusion of being in a sweet moment with my lover. Only after pouring the tea did I dare turn to look at Uncle Liang. He was sitting on the sofa, legs spread, half-reclining, his gaze sweeping over my graceful figure with a domineering air. When I met his powerful gaze, I couldn't help but shyly lower my face, unable to look at him.

I gracefully approached Uncle Liang, holding the teacup in both hands, and gently bowed to offer it to him, softly saying, "Uncle Liang, please have some tea." As I spoke, I shyly turned my face slightly to the left, looking at the ground. To my surprise, Uncle Liang didn't take the tea. Instead, he said in a stern tone, "You slut, your tea-serving posture is elegant and beautiful, but you've forgotten my instructions and haven't grasped our current relationship." My heart skipped a beat. Orders? Relationship? Oh! Could Uncle Liang be referring to the humiliating words he'd uttered when he first entered the room, ordering me to help him change his shoes and scratch his feet?! Thinking this, I gasped for breath, my ample breasts heaving with each gasp, and a blush instantly spread across my fair face. I looked at Uncle Liang with a questioning and panicked gaze, and he seemed to understand my thoughts, nodding slightly as he said, "How should a maidservant serve tea to her godfather or master in ancient times? Haven't you seen it on TV?" "Hearing Uncle Liang say this, I thought back to the scenes in period dramas I'd seen on TV where women served tea to men. They could be summarized as follows: a bowing and curtsy, a half-squatting and looking up respectfully, and a submissive kneeling. But I didn't know which way Uncle Liang wanted me to serve him tea, so I said shyly, 'Please forgive my ignorance, I don't know which way to serve you tea. Please enlighten me, Uncle Liang.' Uncle Liang asked me, 'What ways have you seen women serve tea to men on TV?'" “I’ve seen tea-serving methods on TV: the bowing and curtsy, the half-squatting and looking up, and the submissive kneeling,” I answered Uncle Liang shyly, bowing my head. “Alright, from now on, when it’s just you and me, you’ll be my maid. You’ll call me Master and serve me tea in the proper way. You’ll also kneel when you see me. Except in front of people you know, I’m your godfather. Every time you see me, you, my goddaughter, must perform the bow in front of people you don’t know and serve me tea in the same manner. Do you understand?” "Uncle Liang spoke in a commanding, authoritative tone. Good heavens!! Uncle Liang not only possessed my pure, youthful, and beautiful body with his ugly, old body, but also forced me to say vulgar, obscene words and do shameless things like recognizing a thief as one's father! Is there anything more humiliating than this? After hearing Uncle Liang's extremely excessive arrangement, I was so ashamed that I could barely breathe! My deep, rapid breathing made my high, protruding chest swell so much that it felt like it was about to burst through the hem of my fitted shirt: with each inhale, my full breasts forcefully pushed the shirt outwards, and even my back felt the shirt tightening again and again. I never imagined that a shirt could become so tight, so tight that it seemed it would burst at any moment from my full, swollen breasts!"

I gasped for breath, gazing at Uncle Liang with eyes full of resentment, as if pleading, or perhaps pouring out my deepest grievances. But Uncle Liang stared back at my resentful eyes with a forceful, unyielding gaze. After a few seconds of eye contact, I knew from his eyes that pleading was useless, and my resentment had been forced deep into my heart by his domineering gaze, perhaps never to erupt again. A sudden, intense feeling of weakness washed over me, making my whole body limp and unsteady. Humiliated, I lowered my resentful eyes, took a deep breath to calm my panting, and after a moment's hesitation, my tall, voluptuous body, clad in an elegant white-collar suit, slowly knelt before Uncle Liang. At that moment, I felt myself sinking into an abyss of irredeemable humiliation; at that moment, I felt utterly conquered by a man, never again able to resist his manipulation and toying!

After slowly kneeling on the floor with my long, slender legs clad in flesh-colored stockings, I gently raised my face to look up at Uncle Liang. I carefully held the teacup to shoulder height and said shyly, "Sir, please have some tea!" At this moment, my eyes, though still holding a hint of resentment, held even more submission and shyness. Uncle Liang smiled and sat up straight, taking the teacup from my hands with his right hand and taking a delicious sip. With boundless satisfaction, he said, "Ah... tea served by a beautiful woman is indeed delicious! Hmm, you did very well today. I, Uncle Liang, want to praise you. I hope you will continue to strive for excellence and make further progress. I, Uncle Liang, am a man who values etiquette and has high standards. If you are ever disrespectful to me in the future, you'd better watch out, or I'll spank you!" "Ah, what are you saying? It's clearly an insult, but somehow it sounds like the sweet banter of a lover. When I heard Uncle Liang say he was going to spank me, I panicked, and my sensitive lower body twitched slightly. I blushed and lowered my head slightly, placing my hands shyly on my silk-stockinged legs, and said softly, 'Thank you for your praise, sir. I will serve you well in the future.' Uncle Liang used his rough left hand to pinch my soft chin and slowly lift my face, carefully examining my stunning beauty. He exclaimed, 'Tsk tsk, you are truly a beauty of unparalleled grace. Whether viewed from afar or up close, you are captivating! Especially the faint fragrance emanating from you, it's like a constant reminder that you have a wonderful hole waiting for me to penetrate, to fuck, to ravage!'" "

I was forced to raise my delicate face and look up at Uncle Liang, listening to his lewd words that sounded like both praise and humiliation. Helplessly, I met his conquering gaze with a resentful and tender look, allowing him to relentlessly invade and bully my heart and soul through the exchange of glances! Under Uncle Liang's unwavering gaze, I couldn't help but gasp in fear.

Uncle Liang's dark and thin face slowly moved closer to mine. Just as he was about to press his lips against mine, I suddenly snapped back to reality. 'Uncle Liang, no… don't do this…' I frantically turned my head to the left, simultaneously raising my soft hands to shield Uncle Liang's chest. Uncle Liang sat up straight, looking at the beautiful young woman kneeling submissively at his feet with a questioning gaze. He asked in a slightly annoyed tone, 'Why?'" I shyly glanced up at Uncle Liang, and when I met his strong gaze, I immediately lowered my head in panic. I said timidly in a soft voice, "Uncle Liang, I'm sorry. I just wanted to preserve a little dignity for myself and my lover. I... because I believe kissing is something only done to someone you love. You see, I've already done this to you, and you've already taken my body, but I still want to preserve some dignity and certain rights unique to my lover. This is my last request. Please, Uncle Liang, don't shatter this last remaining wish in my heart, okay?" After saying these shameful words, I looked at Uncle Liang with teary, pleading eyes. After hearing my explanation, the anger on Uncle Liang's face gradually subsided, and he nodded gently, saying, "Oh, I see. You really don't have any other requests?" Hearing that Uncle Liang was willing to release my lips, I was overjoyed and shyly lowered my head, saying, "This humble woman will not have any other requests. From now on, this humble woman will follow Uncle Liang's instructions." After saying those words that made me so ashamed, my face flushed crimson, and I lowered my head even further. Uncle Liang then said happily, "Well, it's settled then. If you tremble again, don't blame me." I looked up at Uncle Liang shyly and softly replied, "Yes~~~" Then I lowered my head in shame.

After a pause, I heard Uncle Liang ask in a stern voice, "You slut, what did you call me just now?" Oh no! I had forgotten to address Uncle Liang as "Master" in my haste! I looked up at Uncle Liang shyly and said, "Ah—"Master, I'm sorry! I was just in a moment of panic, this—""Please forgive this oversight." Uncle Liang said, "No, I'm going to spank you to teach you a lesson." Hearing that Uncle Liang was going to spank me, my sensitive lower body tensed up. I blushed deeply with shame. Damn it, how could I be so careless? I secretly regretted it deeply. But my personality has always been one of striving to fight for my own interests, and this unwillingness to give up an opportunity came into play at this moment. I couldn't help but straighten my body, raise my soft and smooth jade hands to hold Liang Bo's knees and gently shake them, while pouting my sexy cherry lips and coaxing Liang Bo: "Master, please let this little lady go." "This little lady is most afraid of being spanked." "Please consider that this is my first offense." "Please forgive this little lady this time, okay?" "This little lady promises that she will never be rude to you again." "Please, Master." "Master." I coaxed Liang Bo in a sweet voice while constantly casting flirtatious glances at him with my beautiful eyes.

Uncle Liang, as expected, couldn't resist my sweet and coquettish manner. He said with a smile, "Alright then, I'll forgive you this time. If you do it again, it will be counted as this time's punishment." Seeing that Uncle Liang was finally willing to forgive me, I was overjoyed. Kneeling on the ground, my voluptuous body involuntarily bowed deeply to Uncle Liang, saying, "Thank you, sir!" At that moment, I was immersed in a feeling of ease and joy. I was happy not only because Uncle Liang wasn't going to spank me, but also because of the charm and effect of my beauty and sweet voice. At that moment, I really had an impulse to lie on Uncle Liang's lap, but my long-cultivated dignified and virtuous personality ultimately prevented me from doing this shameless thing.

With a smile on my face, I knelt at Uncle Liang's feet, my hands obediently placed on my legs, awaiting his instructions. Uncle Liang asked again, "You slut, tell me your name?" I softly replied, "My name is Wang Xiaolan." Uncle Liang nodded slightly and said, "Wang Xiaolan, hmm, that's a nice name. From now on, inside the house you'll be my slutty maid, and outside you'll be my goddaughter Xiaolan, hahaha..." Uncle Liang burst into laughter. I felt a burning sensation on my face from Uncle Liang's humiliation, and I couldn't help but pout coquettishly, looking up at him and saying, "Master...you're so naughty...you only know how to bully Xiaolan..." As I spoke, I gently patted Uncle Liang's knee with my beautiful right hand, then softly stroked his calf, supporting it gently, my gaze then shyly shifting to the floor.Uncle Liang stretched out his rough right hand and gently caressed my elegantly styled hair, saying with satisfaction, "Xiaolan, you good slut, remember to listen to your master and serve him well, and he'll cherish you." Uncle Liang's caresses and words filled me with extreme shame, yet a strange sense of comfort and excitement surged through my body. This shame made my face flush even more, and I lowered my head shyly, softly replying, "Yes, Xiaolan remembers your master's words." Uncle Liang gently patted my head and said, "Hmm, Xiaolan, you're such a good slut. Go, make your master a good dinner, so I can enjoy your beautiful body slowly tonight after I've eaten my fill." Uncle Liang is so annoying! Why not just call someone by their name? If he likes calling me a slut, he can just call me that directly, but why does he have to add "slut" after my name? Isn't this a direct insult? I felt ashamed inside. But I only dared to say softly, "Yes, I will go and make dinner now. Please wait a moment, sir." I knelt down and bowed slightly to Uncle Liang before slowly straightening up with my head bowed.

I usually eat simple meals when I'm alone, so with my husband away on a business trip, I hadn't been able to buy any good groceries. All that was left in my shopping basket were some greens and tomatoes. I took out some preserved sausages from the fridge, sliced them, and steamed them. I stir-fried the greens with garlic and peanut oil, and then made a tomato and egg soup. I delicately placed these two dishes and the soup on the table, setting out two bowls and a pair of chopsticks. After filling the bowls with soup and rice, I quietly approached Uncle Liang, bowed, and said, "Sir, please have dinner. There's not much tonight, please forgive me." As I spoke, I gestured with my left hand towards the table, still bowing slightly.

Uncle Liang gave a soft "hmm" and swaggered over to the table to sit down. I, on the other hand, stood shyly beside him, my hands clasped in front of me, head bowed. Uncle Liang glanced at the table setting, then feigned surprise and asked, "Aren't we eating for two? Why is there only one bowl and chopsticks?" Although I knew Uncle Liang was feigning ignorance, and although I felt wronged, I could only softly reply, "This humble woman is your maid, sir, and it is my duty to serve you at your meal. I dare not sit with you." Uncle Liang laughed heartily, "Good! You are truly a natural beauty! You understand how to serve men so well! You are an absolutely gorgeous and charming woman!" Uncle Liang's words made me wish there was a hole in the ground I could disappear into. I lowered my face shyly and said softly, "The food is simple, but how could this humble woman dare to be disrespectful to you, sir? Please have your dinner, sir, the food will get cold." Uncle Liang said happily, "Alright, alright, then I won't stand on ceremony!" He then began to eat with relish.

Uncle Liang quickly finished his first bowl of rice. While he paused briefly, I obediently served him a second bowl, then continued to stand at his sides. Uncle Liang turned to look at me and said, "You little slut, serving me must be tiring. Here, let me give you some soup." He picked up the tomato soup with his right hand. I hadn't had any water since entering the room, and after being thoroughly ravaged by Uncle Liang, I was indeed thirsty. I bowed slightly to Uncle Liang and thanked him, "Thank you, sir." Then I leaned forward to drink the soup from his hand, but because I was standing to his left, my full breasts inevitably brushed against his left arm, which was resting on the table, as I leaned forward. I shyly sipped the soup from the bowl with my cherry-like lips, then immediately straightened up, maintaining my standing posture. After the warm, slightly sour soup went down, I felt a surge of energy, and I was even moved by Uncle Liang's small act of kindness.

When Uncle Liang had finished eating, only three or four slices of sausage remained on the table, the green tea was almost gone, and the tomato soup was nearly empty. I obediently handed Uncle Liang a tissue to wipe his mouth, then gestured towards the sofa with my right hand, inviting him to sit back down. After refilling his teacup, I knelt down shyly to offer him more tea. Only after completing this most shameful task did I turn back to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks to eat at the table. Although Uncle Liang left me very little food, luckily I've always had a small appetite; a bowl and a half of rice and a small amount of vegetables are enough for me at each meal. After finishing what Uncle Liang left, I was already about six-tenths full.

After dinner, dressed elegantly in my formal white-collar attire, I bent over to clear the dishes, my high heels tapping softly on the floor. As I carried the dishes past Uncle Liang, I lowered my head shyly, unable to look at him. Only after entering the kitchen did I dare relax and begin washing the dishes. As I washed, I silently reflected on the unexpected turn of events, feeling both confused and helpless. I wondered how I would face Uncle Liang in the living room after finishing the dishes. Would I have to kneel at his feet again, awaiting his orders? The thought of such servile actions made my face flush slightly. Lost in these thoughts, my washing slowed involuntarily. But as I washed, I gradually felt a little impatient, so I had to quicken my pace. After quickly washing the dishes, I dried my hands and went to the bathroom to urinate. Passing through the living room, I lowered my head in embarrassment, unable to look at Uncle Liang.

As I sat on the toilet, I felt a liquid slowly flowing down my lower abdomen with each urination, then dripping from my vagina. I bent down and looked down at my pale abdomen, and saw a white, sticky fluid hanging from my full vulva, which was covered in delicate pubic hair—Uncle Liang's semen that had entered me before dinner! My cheeks burned with shame, but I could only sit quietly on the toilet, waiting for the shameful semen to slowly drain from between my open legs. After nearly five minutes, I felt the semen had finally been expelled from my vulva. I reached for a soft tissue and shyly wiped my soft, plump vulva clean. Knowing I would have to kneel beside Uncle Liang in the living room to serve him, I took out my winter-colored, lace-trimmed silk cushion from the closet in my room.

As I shyly walked out of the living room with the cushion in my hand, I met Uncle Liang's lewd gaze. I lowered my head in panic, slowly walked to his side, gently placed the cushion on the floor beside his feet, and then, with my face flushed, slowly knelt on the cushion, obediently clasping my hands between my legs. Knowing that Uncle Liang had been staring lewdly at my slender and voluptuous body, I dared not look up at him as I performed this series of humiliating actions with an elegant and shy demeanor.

I knelt at Uncle Liang's feet for a while, but he didn't say a word. I couldn't help but glance at him slightly. He was watching TV with great interest. I secretly peeked at the screen and saw that the play was "The Drunken Beauty." I couldn't help but pout, thinking to myself, "He's an old man after all, he loves watching this kind of TV." Uncle Liang didn't say anything, so I had no choice but to obediently continue kneeling at his feet.

I knelt and waited for a while longer. When the play stopped, Uncle Liang lowered his head and said to me, "You slut, isn't there a bathtub in your bathroom? Go and fill it with hot water. This old man wants to take a nice bath and enjoy the pleasure of being served by a noble young woman."

I lowered my head in shame and softly replied, "Yes." My voluptuous and soft body gracefully stood up and walked lightly into the bathroom to prepare. After I finished preparing, I returned to the living room and knelt at Uncle Liang's feet, shyly asking softly, "Master, I have prepared bathwater for you. Would you like to bathe now?" Uncle Liang stretched and said, "Oh, okay, I'll go now, but I didn't bring any clothes. You can stay here and help me undress, so I don't get wet in the bathroom."

Ah, finally, I had to do something shameful again. My face flushed slightly with embarrassment. I knelt upright, head slightly lowered, and unbuttoned Uncle Liang's old shirt one button at a time. Then, I stretched my slender waist and jade arms to pull the old shirt off Uncle Liang's back. Next, I untied Uncle Liang's old trousers. As I unbuckled the belt on Uncle Liang's old trousers, Uncle Liang obediently stood up to face me, but even kneeling upright, I was already shoulder-high to Uncle Liang. So, I had no choice but to obediently kneel down again, so that my line of sight could be kept at the same level as Uncle Liang's belt. As I reached out to unzip Uncle Liang's pants, I suddenly realized that men also do this before urinating, and at that moment my mouth was right in front of his genitals. A strong sense of humiliation welled up inside me, making my face flush even redder, and my breathing became rapid involuntarily.

Enduring this immense shame, I nervously and carefully undressed Uncle Liang, obediently folding the clothes and placing them on the wide armrest of the sofa. Throughout the entire process of undressing Uncle Liang, I dared not look at him, keeping my head down and watching my hands. Only when I was removing his underwear did I turn my face away to avoid eye contact with his shameful penis.

After I had placed Uncle Liang's folded clothes, I knelt on the floor and bowed shyly, making a gesture of invitation to Uncle Liang. But Uncle Liang didn't appreciate my obsequious manners. He just said, "You slut, I was the one who dragged you from the bathroom to the living room to fuck you before dinner. Now you should be dragging me to the bathroom for a bath. Is this repaying evil with kindness or settling scores? Hahaha!"

Uncle Liang is utterly wicked! He relentlessly humiliates me at every turn, and I can only passively endure his insults with a delicate demeanor. I'm so unlucky! Humiliated by Uncle Liang, my breathing quickened, and I couldn't help but glance at him resentfully, only to see his despicable and lewd appearance. I could only stand up shyly, lower my face, and gently take his rough hand with my slender, elegant white fingers, leading him softly towards the bathroom. Good heavens! A beautiful, well-dressed young woman gently leading a naked, filthy old man to the bath—what an obscene scene! I thought with shame.

When I led Uncle Liang to the wooden bathtub, I obediently knelt on the carpet beside it, making a standard invitation gesture. Uncle Liang laughed and said, "Hmm, very good!" As he spoke, he had already stepped into the tub and lay down, immersing himself in the warm water. After seeing Uncle Liang lie down, I adjusted my kneeling position to face the bathtub. Because the bathtub was installed on a platform higher than the ground, I straightened my body before gracefully extending my slender, jade-like arms and gently stroking and washing Uncle Liang's body with my delicate, white hands in the hot water. First his arms, then his chest, lower abdomen, and finally his calves and thighs, I carefully and gently stroked and wiped each area. Under my tender caress, Uncle Liang comfortably closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

After I finished washing Uncle Liang's legs and feet, I saw that he was still immersed in my gentle caresses with his eyes closed, so I had no choice but to place my hands lightly on Uncle Liang's shoulders again to caress his body once more. But after only a short while, I heard Uncle Liang say, "You slut, give me a good wash for my dick." Ah, in the end, I couldn't escape having to do this shameful thing, I sighed with indignation. Helpless, I could only focus my gaze and attention on Uncle Liang's genitals, which I found shameful. His penis was already semi-erect, like a black snake nestled against his lean thighs. I suppressed the pounding in my chest and gently slid my hands from Uncle Liang's lower abdomen to the inside of his legs. With my right hand, I gently grasped his menacing penis, while my left hand softly massaged his scrotum and the cleft between his thighs.

My sensitive hands gripped Uncle Liang's increasingly thick and wicked penis, my heart pounding wildly, and my full breasts heaving involuntarily like waves. After I finished washing Uncle Liang's scrotum, it was time to wash his penis, but this posed a challenge. I had never washed a man's penis before, nor had I ever seen how men washed theirs. Moreover, the glans penis is the most delicate part of a man's body; if I were to hurt Uncle Liang, it would be troublesome. I held Uncle Liang's penis, lost in thought for a while. Seeing its cylindrical shape, I couldn't help but think of how I washed Uncle Liang's arms. Yes, I'd wash it the same way I washed his arms. As long as my movements were gentler than when I washed his arms, I shouldn't hurt him. So, I gently held the base of Uncle Liang's penis with the soft fingers of my left hand, and gently stroked and wiped it with the soft, delicate fingertips of my right hand, carefully wiping the glans with the first joint of my index finger.

As I washed Uncle Liang's penis, it grew harder and longer, finally throbbing powerfully in my soft hand. Feeling Uncle Liang's masculine strength, my sensitive vulva involuntarily contracted slightly. Damn it, I get a reaction no matter how I wash a man's penis, I felt ashamed and berated myself.

Just as I was lost in passion, Uncle Liang stood up and said in a lewd tone, "Come on, you slut, let me fuck your little mouth."

What? "Suck my mouth? This...this is asking me to suck a dick?! This is the most humiliating curse word a country bumpkin uses! Now Uncle Liang isn't cursing me, but he's asking me to do something that would be incredibly humiliating to anyone who hears it! I gasped in shame, my beautiful face turning as red as an apple. I raised my charming eyes and looked shyly at Uncle Liang: 'Master...I...' '

What? You have a problem with this again?' Uncle Liang asked, suppressing his anger. 'Ah...no...Master...it's just...it's just...this humble woman has never done anything like this before...' I said, my breath quickening as I lowered my blushing face. 'Never done it before? That's even better! Now give me your first time with your mouth!'" "Uncle Liang said relentlessly.

Knowing that I was about to face the most humiliating moment of my life, I couldn't help but raise my blushing face and give Uncle Liang a resentful look. Then I silently lowered my head to restore my face to a normal posture, only to find that Uncle Liang's erect and thick penis was pointing menacingly at my nose. I couldn't help but panic and my heart pounded. I closed my charming peach blossom eyes in humiliation, and with a soft breath, I slightly parted my red and sexy cherry lips, waiting for Uncle Liang to perform the most shameful act of lust on me.

I, with an elegant demeanor, dressed in a dignified and neat white-collar outfit, knelt on the non-slip carpet with my beautiful eyes lightly closed and my breath quickening. My hands were obediently clasped in my hands. " Between my legs, my slightly parted cherry lips exhaled sweet breaths with my soft panting, and my full, high breasts heaved violently with each breath. I believe this was the most alluring moment of my life I had ever been to a man, yet also the most humiliating!

When Uncle Liang pressed his fleshy glans against my soft, parted cherry lips, I couldn't help but tremble with tension. But Uncle Liang didn't immediately insert his penis into my mouth as I expected. Instead, he gently touched my sensitive, tender lips with his fleshy glans, making gentle insertion movements between my upper and lower lips, as if he were using his glans to kiss my sexy cherry lips tenderly, or as if he was about to invade my delicate... Inside my tender little mouth. Just as I instinctively opened my lips wider, thinking Uncle Liang was about to penetrate me, he abruptly withdrew his glans. Then, he gently touched, smeared, swept, and pressed against different parts of my mouth—upper lip, lower lip, inside lip, outside lip, and corners of the mouth—sometimes even lightly tapping. Uncle Liang's playful teasing left me wanting more, unable to resist. His lewd teasing of my sensitive lips caused my saliva to flow rapidly. I had to swallow humiliatingly as he teased my lips with his glans; my breathing didn't slow down, but instead became even more tense.

I felt hot, restless, and helpless from Uncle Liang's teasing. Then, unexpectedly, Uncle Liang slowly but firmly pushed his glans into my smooth mouth, the fleshy head pressing against my soft, sensitive tongue! In that instant, my heart leaped into my throat, my hot, panting breaths abruptly cut off by Uncle Liang's thick penis. Instinctively, I timidly used my soft hands to support Uncle Liang's thighs. At that moment, my mind went blank, all my consciousness focused on the thick penis in my mouth. As if facing a formidable enemy, I frantically tried to regulate my rapid breathing, gently adjusting my kneeling position and the angle of my head to allow my mouth to smoothly accommodate Uncle Liang's invading penis.

"Oh..." "So comfortable! So smooth and soft! A natural mouth for oral sex, ah..." "So gentle..." "It would be a waste if you didn't let a man suck your cock!" "Ah!" Uncle Liang exclaimed sincerely, but his praise did not bring me any joy; instead, it intensified my sense of humiliation. I shyly closed my beautiful eyes and gently took the first half of Uncle Liang's penis into my mouth. I could neither refute nor bother to refute his lewd words of humiliation. At that moment, I could only weakly breathe rapidly through my nose. The sudden feeling of being filled made me feel suffocated, my heart pounded uncontrollably, and my breasts heaved incessantly.i=13> “Oh…yes…that’s it…suck it lightly with your lips…suck it tightly…ah…you’re sucking it so well…” Uncle Liang cupped my head in his hands, thrusting his hips as his penis slowly pumped in and out of my rosy, sandalwood-scented mouth. “Gurgle…hmm…gurgle…hmm…gurgle…uh…gurgle…hmm…” Each time Uncle Liang’s large penis entered, my tender little mouth, being fucked for the first time, made a sound of water and air being filled and squeezed, while his fleshy glans pressed against my soft, fragrant tongue, which wanted to shyly escape. I could only passively pout my sexy cherry lips and gently hold the penis that kept going in and out of my mouth, my delicate nose involuntarily emitting soft moans.

As Uncle Liang continued his thrusting, my chin gradually began to ache. I gently pushed against Uncle Liang's thigh with my hand, while tilting my head back, trying to get rid of his penis in my mouth. But Uncle Liang held my head down firmly with his rough hands, making me unable to move. As Uncle Liang's penis rubbed against the sensitive flesh of my mouth, waves of electric-like tingling sensations flowed through my brain and upper body. My upper body was limp from these waves of tingling, and I couldn't muster any strength. With no way to escape, I could only continue to shamefully keep my cherry lips slightly parted, letting Uncle Liang manipulate me. I gently opened my tearful eyes and looked up at Uncle Liang with a pitiful expression. I saw him tilting his head back, ecstatically enjoying the pleasure of oral sex. At that moment, I was so ashamed that I almost cried.

Uncle Liang's thrusts became faster and more vigorous, his wicked glans pressing against my tender, sensitive palate intermittently, sending waves of nausea through me. The tears I had been holding back finally streamed down my face, mingling with the clear fluid from his penis as it moved, dripping onto my high chest. But I couldn't escape Uncle Liang's ministrations. I looked up at him with tear-filled eyes, pleading for him to end this agonizing torment. I lost

count of how long Uncle Liang had been manipulating my mouth. Just as I was about to give up, he suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts. Before I could react, he plunged his thick, long penis completely into my mouth, forcing my full, cherry-like lips to kiss his pubic hair and scrotum, while his swollen glans plunged into my soft throat. "Ah..." "I'm going to cum..." Uncle Liang cried out hoarsely, pressing my head down with both hands. "Ugh..." The sudden feeling of suffocation made me instinctively grab Uncle Liang's thighs with both hands. At the same time, a strong wave of nausea washed over me. I instinctively contracted my delicate throat to resist the nausea, and tears welled up uncontrollably in my eyes. In extreme panic, shame, and suffocation, I felt a powerful throbbing of the penis in my mouth. The glans, pressed against my throat, sprayed semen with a "plop, plop," the hot semen forcefully shooting directly into my small esophagus. "Ugh..." I struggled to contract my delicate throat to continue resisting the relentless waves of nausea, my soft lips involuntarily clenching tightly at the base of Uncle Liang's penis. I had no time to care about the shame of Uncle Liang ejaculating into my esophagus.

Uncle Liang ejaculated freely into my tight, soft throat. With each spurt of semen from his glans, my throat would contract weakly due to the intensifying nausea, and my soft throat would involuntarily wrap around Uncle Liang's glans, gently sucking. In the instant my throat relaxed, Uncle Liang's glans would forcefully shoot the second spurt of semen into my tender esophagus. In this way, the frequency of my soft throat's contractions was perfectly synchronized with the frequency of Uncle Liang's ejaculation. This perfect synchronization, which I would be ashamed of for the rest of my life, lasted for more than ten seconds before Uncle Liang released my head after ejaculating. Almost unconscious from the ordeal, I immediately spat out Uncle Liang's still erect penis, weakly holding onto the bathtub with both hands, and gagged a couple of times, but nothing came out. Obviously, I had unconsciously swallowed all of Uncle Liang's semen while I was trying to fight off the nausea. Now, I only felt a fishy, salty taste lingering in my mouth. Exhausted from Liang Bo's torment, I felt completely weak and powerless. I leaned precariously against the edge of the bathtub, panting heavily, greedily inhaling the long-missed air.

Thinking of the humiliating abuse Liang Bo had inflicted on me, the shameful life I would face, the humiliation I had been forced to do today—something even country folk only ask others to do when they're cursing—and finally, being forced to swallow this lewd man's semen, I knew my beautiful, delicate body would never be truly clean again! Lying by the bathtub, the more I thought about it, the more heartbroken I became. Finally, I couldn't help but sob, my cries filled with sobs, delicate and pitiful, as if trying to pour out all the endless grievances and resentment deep within my heart. My delicate shoulders trembled with each sob…

[The End]

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