Love and hate are so confusing

That's how it ended between Xiaojing and me. I spent a few days feeling lost and absent-minded, when suddenly I remembered I hadn't visited my mother in a long time.

My mother didn't live with us; she and my father lived in City C. Two years ago, after my father passed away from a heart attack, she lived alone. So much had happened lately that I hadn't visited her, and I hadn't even called her much. The more I thought about it, the more guilty I felt, so I drove to City C.

Although they were two cities, it only took an hour to drive there. When I arrived at my mother's neighborhood, a car that pulled out looked familiar, like I'd seen it somewhere before, but it sped past, and I couldn't make out the license plate. I wondered about it for a moment, then stopped thinking about it. I parked the car and walked towards my mother's house. Knowing I was about to see her, I felt a sense of peace.

My mother was in her forties, a dancer. Her long career in dance and excellent self-care had kept her in excellent shape and with a beautiful face; she looked like a beautiful woman in her early thirties. Five years ago, she took a leave of absence from her job to open a beauty salon. Because of her, the business has always been very good. My father was a government official with a good income, so their finances were relatively comfortable. They basically paid for my house when I got married a few years ago.

When I opened the door, I saw my mother, dressed in a stylish and casual outfit, reclining on the sofa watching TV, looking radiant. In my memory, my mother always dressed fashionably, always the image of a beautiful mother.

My mother was taken aback when she saw me, then happily said, "Son, you finally remembered to come see your mother?" I felt a little guilty. I awkwardly scratched my head and changed the subject, saying, "Mom, you're getting more and more beautiful!"

"Of course! Without a beautiful mother like me, how could I have such a handsome son like you!" my mother joked with a smile.

In a parent's eyes, their son is always perfect. But my mother wasn't just deceiving herself; I resemble her, and although I look a little feminine, I'm quite popular with women.

Seeing my mother so happy made me happy too. Two years after my father passed away, she became somewhat depressed. I don't recall her joking like this in a long time.

"Where's Xiaojing? Why didn't she come with us?" my mother asked.

"Uh…she's been quite busy at work lately, she asked me to give her my regards." I had originally intended to tell my mother about our divorce, but seeing her so happy, I suddenly couldn't bear to let her worry about me anymore, so I lied. Although I knew this kind of thing couldn't be hidden for long, I figured I'd keep it a secret for as long as possible.

My mother chatted with me for a few more minutes, then got up to open the refrigerator and get me my favorite yogurt. At that moment, I noticed my mother was wearing a pair of very beautiful and fashionable crystal high-heeled sandals; her jade-like feet were still so white and alluring. A strange feeling stirred within me.

My mother's beautiful jade-like feet were the starting point of my foot fetish.

When I was twelve, my mother obtained a traditional Chinese medicine foot bath recipe from someone. Naturally fond of beauty, she would soak her feet in the prepared herbal soup every day after meals, gently caring for them with a pumice stone. She would do this for an hour each day, then apply nail polish to her bare feet on the sofa. By then, I was just beginning to experience romantic feelings. Looking at my mother's newly cared-for, snow-white, jade-like feet, I felt a strange urge. And so, my beautiful mother became my first object of sexual fantasy.

I started secretly masturbating with the stockings my mother had taken off. Smelling the lingering scent of her tender feet on the stockings, imagining her charming, smiling face and her jade-like feet, I would put the other stocking over my hard penis and rub it vigorously until I ejaculated onto the stocking.

Each time I masturbated with my mother's stockings as if possessed, I felt immense guilt. But after a few days, I couldn't help but repeat the cycle… Finally, unable to bear the immense pressure of self-reproach, I used the excuse of needing to develop my independence and insisted on going to boarding school.

Guilt haunted me for a long time until I read Freud's *The Interpretation of Dreams* in the school library. Only then did I understand that my behavior was an Oedipus complex, and that it was normal. The fear in my heart finally dissipated, and I buried that behavior deep within my heart as my greatest secret. It was from then on that I developed a deep fascination with women's beautiful feet.

However, every time I went home to see my mother on weekends, I always felt a little awkward, because I would still dream about her during my time at boarding school, not as my mother, but as a woman. Her delicate, jade-like feet would often appear vividly in my dreams, sometimes accompanied by nocturnal emissions. It wasn't until I went to university and Xiaojing, who also had a pair of perfect, beautiful feet, became my girlfriend that my feelings for my mother completely returned to normal.

Perhaps it was because of the breakup with Xiaojing that seeing my mother's beautiful feet again stirred up the strange feelings that had been hidden for many years. I desperately suppressed my absurd thoughts, focusing on my inner self and calming my emotions. I

spent a warm afternoon with my mother, and my mood improved, as the sense of loss from the divorce from Xiaojing had faded considerably. My mother was going to prepare dinner for me herself, but I didn't want her to work so hard. I knew my mother didn't like cooking because housework hurt her hands. My father used to do all the cooking at home. So my mother and I went to a restaurant outside, but once inside, we found that most of the diners were couples. My beautiful mother attracted many envious glances. I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

At that moment, my mother mischievously whispered to me, "Son, doesn't this look like a lovers' candlelight dinner?"

I laughed, and the awkward atmosphere vanished. We had a very enjoyable meal.

I stayed at my mother's place for the night and drove straight back to the company the next day.

I tried to forget Xiaojing by focusing on my work. However, soon after, the company appointed one of my subordinates as the new sales manager, and I became the marketing director. With fewer tedious tasks, my work didn't feel as fulfilling as before. Fortunately, although I was the marketing director, I actually exercised the powers of a vice president, and the most powerful one at that. Sales, purchasing, technology, and production were all under my jurisdiction. If I wanted to do something, I could always find something to do. The other two vice presidents were in charge of personnel and logistics, respectively. Finance was managed by the CEO.

I had already managed the sales department very well when I was the manager, and the incentive mechanism was also very reasonable. The current manager had always been my deputy, so I was very confident in him. The key issue with technology right now is attracting talent, which can't be rushed. As for production, the company has seven production lines, and any change can cause significant disruption; adjustments shouldn't be made lightly. Besides, there aren't any major problems at the moment. So, I turned my attention to the purchasing department.

Several purchasing managers are long-time employees who feel they've contributed significantly to the company and have become somewhat unethical in recent years, demanding excessive kickbacks and experiencing a high defect rate in purchases. Actually, kickbacks are an open secret in business, and I'm not against them doing it. The problem is that these managers have been monopolizing the profits, and their appetites have grown increasingly large, causing resentment among ordinary sales staff. Several partner companies have also privately complained to us. Furthermore, their mismanagement and high defect rate have kept the company's purchasing costs high. Fortunately, our company has its own technical capabilities and mainly deals in processed products with higher profit margins. Otherwise, they would have caused us significant losses. But now that the company's business is growing, their reckless behavior, even a rough estimate, suggests that the total losses will be substantial.

After discussing it with the boss, we decided to make a major adjustment. First, we conducted a market price survey on several major products that had been purchased recently. Then, we had the finance department reconcile the accounts one by one to obtain evidence. We then called in several particularly unreasonable managers one by one for a talk, and they immediately turned pale. Considering they were long-time employees, we didn't completely fire them; we just demoted them and reduced their salaries, putting them in the office to do general affairs.

Next, I suggested to the CEO that the sales and purchasing departments be split up, forming Marketing Department 1 and Marketing Department 2, with overlapping staff. Sales and purchasing already have many overlaps, so I wasn't worried about any problems. Each department would then be further divided into several sections based on market segmentation. The CEO was very supportive of my plan, instructing the HR vice president to instruct the HR department to fully cooperate. Then, incentive policies were introduced, linking purchasing staff bonuses to purchasing costs and product defect rates. Of course, I couldn't help but have a bit of personal motive; several sales staff were promoted to supervisors, which was quite obvious, but no one could really say anything because the promoted individuals were indeed quite capable and had good performance.

Two former purchasing supervisors who had been demoted went back and thought about it for a few days, feeling resentful. Relying on their long service with the CEO, they went to him to complain that I was deliberately suppressing senior employees. As a result, the CEO gave them a severe dressing-down and kicked them out, even having HR further reduce their salaries by one level in front of many employees.

As a result, my influence and prestige within the company were unparalleled for a time. Those who had been demoted were the only ones who had complaints about me. Most employees, having witnessed my methods and with the boss's unanimous support, were now in awe of me. The sales staff in the purchasing department were actually quite grateful to me; some were promoted, and those who weren't expected to see an increase in income. This was because my adjustment of the system effectively brought some of the profits previously monopolized by managers back to the company, while distributing some to them. Several of the beautiful women under my supervision in the sales department were promoted to managers, and they practically shone with admiration whenever they saw me.

The matter was quite complex, but it only took half a month to complete. I was afraid that dragging it out would cause employee unrest. Only by acting swiftly and decisively could I avoid any unforeseen complications that could harm the company's interests. So, these past few days, aside from eating and sleeping, I've devoted almost all my energy to this. Now that everything is settled, I realize I've achieved my goal. These past few days, I've almost forgotten the unpleasantness of my divorce from Xiaojing, because I simply haven't had time to think about it. It seems that a busy work schedule really is a good remedy for disappointment. Not only that, but I hadn't sought solace with a woman for many days, and the quiet time made me feel incredibly stifled.

I called Shao Jia and asked her to meet up that evening. She sounded delighted on the phone.

When I picked her up that evening, she was meticulously dressed, her makeup exquisite, making her look exceptionally alluring. She wore a pair of very high, thin white high heels, which I had bought for her; they made her appear even more elegant. These shoes were expensive, but very comfortable. She also wore a delicate gold anklet on her left ankle, exuding a unique allure.

We drove to my current place, an apartment near the company. After I was promoted to marketing director, the company provided me with an apartment in this hotel-managed complex, according to the standards of a vice president. Officially, it was for work convenience, but it was really just a perk for high-level management. The apartment was fully furnished, with all the necessary furniture and belongings provided by the company. However, I hadn't lived there for a long time.

A while ago, I often asked Shao Jia out to bed, and we sometimes even spent the night together. Going to a hotel all the time wasn't convenient. Then I remembered I had this place, so we came here to have sex several times. After all

, it's my own place; I can make love to my heart's content. After divorcing Xiao Jing, I didn't really want to go back to my old home, because I didn't want to see any traces of my life with Xiao Jing that would make me uncomfortable. Also, I was too busy with company restructuring, so I've been living here.

Entering the house, Shao Jia, who already knew my preferences, sat on the sofa, slowly taking off her high heels and then her thin stockings, offering me her pair of snow-white, polished toenails, placing them in my hands with a charming, "I'll let you have your way" look.

I lifted those fair, fragrant feet and took a deep sniff. They not only had the unique fragrance of a beautiful woman's feet, but also a faint, refreshing rose scent.

"While waiting for you, I soaked my feet in rose petals..." Shao Jia said shyly.

I was deeply moved; it seemed this beautiful and charming young woman was truly infatuated with me. I took one of her fragrant, tender feet into my mouth and sucked on it with relish. Shao Jia looked at me with spring-like eyes, occasionally gently touching the base of my tongue with her jade-like toes. After sucking for a while, I took her other tender foot into my mouth and pressed the foot I had just licked onto my already erect penis...

The beautiful young woman let me taste one tender foot in my mouth, while the other tender foot was pressed against my hard, swollen penis, actively and gently stroking it... As I enjoyed her wonderful jade feet, she herself was already aroused, pulling her small panties down to the back of her snow-white thighs, reaching between her legs, and using her slender, white fingers to tease her vulva and massage her tender, alluring clitoris.

After I had savored her tender feet enough, I pushed her down onto the sofa and thrust my hard, throbbing penis into her. Her vagina was already dripping with lustful fluids, and with each thrust, her delicate vagina made a "gurgling" sound...

This time, my ejaculation was incredibly satisfying. Afterward, I lay back on the sofa, embracing Shao Jia's fair and delicate body.

Shao Jia obsequiously took a cigarette and lit it for me, then buried her head in my chest, her two large, white breasts pressed tightly against my body.

Looking at this mature and beautiful woman, seven years my senior, now clinging to me like a young girl, I felt a great sense of satisfaction, both physically and psychologically.

We rested together for a while, but I still felt unsatisfied. I got up, turned on the TV and DVD player, and put in a foreign pornographic DVD I had bought not long ago. Then I lay back on the sofa and had Shao Jia sit opposite me. She used her pair of soft, smooth feet to give me a footjob, her penis gradually becoming erect again.

The film was a black and white movie. On the television screen, a burly black man was raping a young, beautiful, fair-skinned white woman with his huge, black penis. His enormous, shiny black penis was repeatedly thrusting into the beautiful foreign woman's seemingly delicate vagina and anus, making the viewer's blood boil. The stimulation from the pornographic film, coupled with the beautiful young woman's alluring feet performing a vigorous footjob, made my penis hard and swollen like iron once again. I once again pressed down on Shao Jia's fair and tender body, once again losing myself in her large, white breasts and plump, white buttocks...

I imitated the pornographic film that was playing, fucking her tender anus, occasionally pulling out my penis to admire her tender anus, which was stretched into a round hole by my penis, and the tender, alluring anal flesh inside her anus. I even imitated the perverted scenes in the movies, bringing the penis I had just been thrusting into her anus to her mouth, making her swallow it, licking away the semen and residue stuck to it, before thrusting it back into her anus for anal sex.

Completely conquered by me, Shao Jia obediently complied with any of my perverted demands. She was now willingly my mistress; in bed, I sometimes felt she was practically my sex slave.

Shao Jia only knew I had a young, beautiful wife with whom I had a good relationship. For some subtle reason, I didn't tell her about my divorce, but the number of times I spent the night with her outside increased. Sometimes I would also invite Xiao Yu and her friend Xiao Li out for a threesome. These two pretty young vixens didn't have Shao Jia's mature charm, but they were young, beautiful, and delicate, and being women who frequented the pleasure quarters, they had seen many different kinds of sex. They were very fond of me and would try any kind of thing I wanted.

What excited me most was that when I pinned one of them down and fucked her, the other would lick my anus with her delicate tongue, which always brought me to the brink of ecstasy. They often refused to let me pay them because I always made them feel great, and although I played with them in a perverse way, I respected them and didn't treat them like other men did. If they didn't want to play, I would never force them.

I enjoyed licking their tender feet, which touched them deeply. Actually, it was because I have a foot fetish, and their feet were indeed very white, tender, and beautiful. So every time they came out with me, they would wash their two pairs of tender feet thoroughly, and as I requested, they would bathe their feet in flower petals for an hour so that I could savor their fragrant, white, tender feet to my heart's content.

Actually, the hostesses at Jinli Nightclub are divided into two categories. One type sits at the bar to entertain guests, while the other type is mainly responsible for reception and only occasionally sits at the bar with a guest they find pleasing. If they feel good about the guest, they might go out and spend the night with him. So, strictly speaking, they can't be considered formal hostesses; they just occasionally take on this role. Of course, if a guest is powerful enough that even the nightclub's backers wouldn't dare offend them, they might have to do things they don't want to do.

Xiaoyu and Xiaoli belong to the latter type.

When I was attracted to Xiaoyu, it wasn't entirely because she was pretty; I was mainly attracted to her beautiful, delicate feet. And she seemed to like me too, so she became almost my personal hostess. Xiaoyu knew I was interested in pretty girls with beautiful feet, so last time she introduced me to Xiaoli, a friend from Jinli Nightclub who also had beautiful, delicate feet. I was indeed very satisfied. Among the more than one hundred hostesses at Jinli, there are quite a few who are prettier than them in appearance, but I dare say, it's hard to find many with more delicate and beautiful feet.

After Xiaoyu and Xiaoli learned of my foot fetish, they took even better care of their tender feet so that I could enjoy them to my heart's content during our lovemaking.

I treated them well too, often taking them shopping for clothes, jewelry, or shoes. Sometimes I would give them money, always on ordinary days, not before or after sex. I wanted to lessen their psychological burden of "selling themselves," because I knew that women in this line of work often felt very inferior in front of the men they liked. One day, I bought each of them a platinum diamond necklace. The two little vixens were overjoyed, hugging and kissing me endlessly. Suddenly, Xiaoli blushed and told me that she wanted to give me her anal virginity.

Of the two, I had explored both of Xiaoyu's orifices and her mouth, and I had also fucked Xiaoli's tender vagina and mouth, but she had always refused to let me penetrate her anus. She was afraid of the pain, so her anus was still a virgin. Xiaoli was a year younger than Xiaoyu, not even nineteen yet, and more innocent and adorable. I had always liked her more than Xiaoyu, and taking her anal virginity was something I desperately wanted. That day, we made thorough preparations, first carefully enemas, then... Then I slowly applied condensed milk, gradually getting her used to it with my fingers. Even so, when my thick, hard penis finally entered her rectum, Xiaoli cried out in pain. Xiaoyu held her and comforted her.

To be honest, because it was my first time anal sex, I didn't dare to use too much force. Anal sex with her wasn't as smooth as with Shaojia.

But the psychological pleasure of deflowering a young and beautiful girl's tender anus was incomparable to anal sex with Shaojia.

Afterwards, Xiaoli lay in bed for two whole days. The way she looked at me was like it was about to burst into tears; it was the look of someone looking at their beloved lover. After this incident, the two women became even more attached to and submissive to me.

Once, they volunteered to drink my "divine wine," which involved me urinating into a beer glass, and then they mixed my urine with the beer and drank it. Later, they simply knelt naked in the bathroom, their two pretty faces upturned. Li's small face, her mouth open, let me stand in front of them, urinating on their faces and mouths, swallowing my urine in large gulps. It felt incredibly stimulating to me.

Afterwards, I asked them how they knew how to play this way. They said they'd seen other girls in nightclubs do it with customers, drinking "divine wine," but they didn't want to do it with other men, yet they were willing to try it with me. I asked them how it felt. Li smiled but didn't speak, while Yu said she felt like I had completely taken over her.

A few days later, I used this method on Shao Jia. After having sex with her once, while she was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, I made her kneel in front of me, take my penis in her mouth, and urinate all over her. Shao Jia didn't resist at all, drinking all my urine without spilling a drop, and even carefully licking my glans clean after I finished. I couldn't resist trying to drink her urine too, so I... She squatted on the table, urinating in front of me. I opened my mouth to catch the glistening urine. I noticed her urine was slightly salty, with a faint, characteristic pungent smell of a beautiful young woman's body. It wasn't unpleasant to drink, and it even seemed to have a stimulating effect on her libido.

That day, after drinking my urine and then me drinking hers, Shao Jia's body became exceptionally sensitive. When I subsequently fucked her tender cunt, she actually squirted. When I witnessed the legendary squirting, I quickly pulled out my penis, grabbed a glass, and caught the vaginal fluid continuously gushing from her urethra. As Shao Jia squirted, her snow-white body trembled violently. As her vaginal fluid gradually decreased, I followed the instructions in a book and quickly stimulated her vaginal opening with my fingers. Soon, Shao Jia began to squirt again…

The two spurts filled the entire glass. I examined this glass of precious fluid that had gushed from the beautiful young woman's body. The fluid was a pale, milky white, incredibly alluring. I remembered reading that every woman's vaginal fluid tastes different. I took a small sip; it was sweet with a slight sourness, very delicious. I then drank several large sips and fed some to Shao Jia as well. Shao Jia drank the fluid I fed her, her eyes glazed over, filled with satisfaction.

I suddenly remembered that I had never seen Xiao Jing squirt when we made love. I wondered if she had ever squirted when she was raped by other men? Who had tasted her vaginal fluid? Thinking of this, I felt a pang of heartache. I realized I still couldn't forget her.

The two spurts of fluid made Shao Jia's snow-white body soft and supple. When I thrust my hard penis into her anus, I experienced what it meant to be "boneless." Shao Jia no longer had the strength to moan during my anal sex; she only breathed softly until I ejaculated. The fluid shot deep into her tender rectum…

In the days that followed, I was busy with business at work, and after work, I indulged in debauchery. Besides engaging in all sorts of unbelievable lewd pleasures with Shao Jia, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Li, I would occasionally go to upscale brothels with people like Vice President Lü to sample the new, young, beautiful, and delicate women. Gradually, I thought of Xiao Jing less and less, and I gradually thought that forgetting her shouldn't be too difficult. Besides, my life is pretty good now; while I'm young, I should enjoy myself.

However, one day I ran into a colleague from her company on the street, and she asked me with concern how Xiao Jing was doing. I vaguely replied, "She's fine." Then she said that all the female colleagues in the company envied Xiao Jing, having a husband who could earn money and loved her, so she didn't have to work hard.

I was completely confused and could only continue to give vague answers. Fortunately, she kept rambling on… After rambling on for a while, I got a general idea of what was going on: Xiaojing had resigned from her job, but she hadn't told anyone about my divorce, so it seemed she still had some shame. But how long could she keep it a secret? She was now with Wang Lei, the chairman of their company. It seemed Wang Lei hadn't let anyone else know about him and Xiaojing either; perhaps he only wanted to keep her as his secret lover, or even just a pretty plaything. Thinking about this, I felt a bit uneasy again.

I had never let anyone around me know about my divorce. From the beginning of our relationship, Xiaojing and I valued our time together, preferring to be alone. We felt uncomfortable with outsiders intruding. Plus, we got married young, and most of our friends were still single. I used to go to gatherings with friends alone, rarely going as a couple. So, although Xiaojing... She never showed up in front of my friends and colleagues, and no one even thought to suspect anything.

Thinking about the little things we did together, my heart aches. My busy work and decadent lifestyle haven't been able to erase her image from my heart. Now I don't know if I hate her or still love her, but I know I can't truly forget her. Sometimes I even have wild thoughts: what if she came back? Would I still want her?

After the divorce, I haven't inquired about Xiaojing's situation. Sometimes I want to call her, but I'm afraid of hearing another man's lewd laughter on the other end of the line like last time, so I hold back. She hasn't contacted me either. I go home every few days to clean, but every time I go back, everything is exactly as it was when I left, meaning she's never come back. Xiaojing seems to have vanished into thin air.

Since returning from my trip to my mother's, I haven't visited her again. Although I really wanted to, I worried she'd be suspicious if Xiaojing didn't come with me. I only called her a few times, telling her I was busy with work and Xiaojing was away studying. My mother sounded happy on the phone; I could tell she was in a good mood, so I felt relieved.

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Nearly three months passed like this. One day, I suddenly realized I hadn't been home for over ten days. If I didn't go back to water the plants, they'd all die.

I parked my car and headed towards the door. Suddenly, a luxury SUV drove past me, then pulled back a moment later, blocking my way. The door opened, and a man got out. Looking closely, it was Wang Lei. I gave him a cold look and continued walking.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Liu? Long time no see?" Wang said sarcastically, arms crossed.

I ignored him, hissed, "Get out of my way!" and kept walking.

"You're quite the temper! Haha, I just came to tell you that Liu Jing and I got married two months ago!"

His voice was full of smugness.

My heart skipped a beat. Although I knew this was the inevitable result, the confirmation still brought a strange pang of sadness. At the same time, I felt a little comforted, after all, Wang Lei still valued her and didn't treat her like a mere plaything.

"Want to see the grandeur of our wedding?" Wang Lei's voice was full of mockery as he tossed me an envelope.

I hesitated for a moment, wanting to see what he was up to, before opening the envelope. Inside was a thick stack of photos. When I saw them, my blood rushed to my head!

These were all photos of Xiao Jing having sex with men—no, being gang-raped by multiple men!

In the first photo, Xiao Jing was wearing a white wedding dress and white high heels, but otherwise, her fair and delicate body was completely naked! Several naked men surrounded her, their rough hands kneading her firm, snow-white breasts, plump, white buttocks, and long, slender, snow-white thighs. One hand was even fiddling with Xiaojing's pink, delicate vulva... In the photos, all the men's penises were erect...

In the next photo, Xiaojing, dressed similarly, was lying face down on a man on a carpet, his large penis inserted into her tender, red vagina. Another man was on top of Xiaojing, his hard, swollen penis thrusting into her tender anus. In front of Xiaojing was another man, standing with his large penis inserted into her mouth...

The next picture was a close-up of Xiaojing being simultaneously penetrated by two penises into her tender vagina and anus, the thick, ugly black penises contrasting sharply with Xiaojing's tender, luscious white buttocks...

In

this picture, a large penis was inserted into Xiaojing's tender vagina, anus, and mouth. One of her slender white hands was gripping the base of the penis penetrating her mouth, while her other hand was holding another man's penis and masturbating him. This man was also using his wet, lewd hands to squeeze her firm, white breasts. Her once cherished, jade-like feet were also held in a man's hand, his large glans rubbing against her tender white insteps... Five men! Five men were simultaneously raping the beautiful Xiaojing!

In this picture, Xiaojing was kneeling on the ground with her face upturned, her pretty face covered with thick, white semen, the thick semen even obscuring her eyes. Above her pretty face, several penises were spraying semen onto her cheeks, and one man even ejaculated directly onto her tender eye sockets! Her small mouth was wide open, already filled with thick, white semen... Many men stood around her, masturbating their swollen penises, clearly preparing to ejaculate on Xiaojing's beautiful face or her alluring mouth... Some semen slid down Xiaojing's face, dripping onto her snow-white, tender breasts, and then sliding down between her legs...

The photo was extremely clear, showing every detail, although the men's faces were blurred, their lewd and obscene smiles could still be vaguely seen. Xiao Jing, who was being brutally gang-raped by the men, had a face full of lust on it, and one could almost hear the seductive moans emanating from her cherry lips...

I was bewildered and heartbroken by Xiao Jing's complete depravity into such a vile and wanton woman, and I was furious that my once beloved wife was being subjected to such extreme and perverse abuse. At the same time, I heard a devilish, smug, and lewd voice in my ears: "See? What a beautiful, slutty bride! At the wedding, she spread her legs wide naked and let the men fuck her! Every guest fucked her..."

"Liu Jing is such a stunner! She captivated every man present. They couldn't wait to take turns fucking her, they all ganged up on her! You saw it, every hole in her body was being penetrated by dicks, even her little hands and feet were being fucked... Our wedding lasted until the afternoon of the second day, over thirty hours. She didn't have time to sleep at all, because men were constantly gang-raping her. She didn't even need to eat; the semen of twenty-odd men was enough to fill her up..."

"Hehe, I should thank you! You married such a beautiful and slutty wife for us to gang-rape... By the way, she's my wife now!"

"But you're too selfish! A woman as beautiful and tender as Liu Jing is born to be fucked by many men, yet you want to have her all to yourself! How can that be? Such a charming slut, it's such a waste to only let you fuck her! Look how generous I am, Xiao Jing just became my new wife, and I'm already letting my friends gang rape her... Let me tell you, the more beautiful a woman is, the more men she needs to be fucked. Women become more radiant and beautiful the more they are fucked..."

"Even though we're divorced, you're still thinking about her, aren't you? Don't worry, I'll take good care of her! Look, so many men are taking care of her, so many big dicks are going in and out of her white and tender body, she's almost dying of lust..."

"...From now on, I'll continue to take good care of her, letting all sorts of men gang rape her, letting her be constantly soaked in semen, truly turning her into a slut ridden by a thousand men and fucked by ten thousand!"

“Originally, I was thinking of letting her sleep with you a few more times after we got tired of her, so you could taste the flavor of a slutty ex-wife… But considering your barbaric behavior that night, let me tell you, forget about it. You can forget about ever touching her again!”

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I looked up, my eyes blazing with fury, and clenched my fists.

Wang Lei took a step back, standing beside his open car door, looking at me with disdain: “Trying to fight again? Come on!”

Seeing his action, I calmed down. This bastard must have come prepared today; he probably had some kind of weapon in his car. If we really fought, I'd probably be the one at a disadvantage. Looking around, I saw quite a few passersby staring in our direction.

No matter what, I really didn't want to make a scene.

With a sigh, I slowly unclenched my fists.

Seeing that I didn't make a move, Wang Lei seemed slightly disappointed, then laughed loudly, "Kid, you're a fucking coward! You're lucky! These photos are your souvenirs, haha, hahaha..." He laughed, got into his car, and drove off. This bastard is so petty; he came here today to provoke me because of that punch he received that night. I have to admit, he achieved his goal. I'm now filled with resentment and bitterness, yet also with a sense of powerlessness and helplessness. I gritted my teeth, started my car, and followed.

Wang Lei's car was very conspicuous, and I soon caught up with him from a distance. After driving for about ten minutes, I saw him enter a restaurant parking lot. I followed him in and parked my car a short distance away. A few minutes after he entered the restaurant, I went in and slowly searched around. I soon found him in a private room drinking and chatting with several other people.

It was then that I realized I had no idea why I'd come here with him. Go in and beat him up? That would have been worse than doing it already! There were so many of them; I'd definitely get

the short end of the stick. I thought for a moment, then walked out of the restaurant again, rummaged through my car for a bag, and casually walked over to Wang Lei's car. I pulled out a device about half the size of my palm from the bag. This was a hacking device I'd cobbled together a few days ago in my spare time, using some readily available components from the company—I've mentioned I'm quite interested in these kinds of frivolous gimmicks—I'd tested it; it was highly compatible, and I'd secretly unlocked quite a few cars (of course, just to satisfy my technical cravings; I had no interest in or need of stealing cars). I

fiddled with Wang Lei's car for a few seconds, and with a beep, the door opened. I observed that the security guard hadn't noticed me at all, then opened the door and got in.

After sitting in the car for half a minute, I lifted the front floor mat, pulled out a pair of folding pliers from my bag, and aimed them at the brake lines. I planned to cut the brake line so that this bastard wouldn't be able to brake and would cause an accident. But as soon as I applied force, I suddenly realized that even if I cut the brake line, Wang Lei would definitely notice before leaving the parking lot, so how could there be an accident? It would only give him time to prepare. So I released the clamps. I then considered cutting his gas hose so he couldn't start the car, but then I thought that kind of revenge was childish. For a moment, I was at a loss. Having no other choice, I got out of the car, thinking I'd find another way to deal with him.

I returned home dejectedly, filled with hatred for Wang Lei's despicable arrogance and also for Xiao Jing's weakness and heartlessness.

The next day at work, my secretary brought the day's newspaper to my office. Feeling annoyed and not wanting to do anything, I casually picked up the morning paper and started reading. A moment later, I saw a news report that shocked me: "At 8:10 PM yesterday, a serious rear-end collision occurred on a certain section of the Third Ring Road in our city. The front of an SUV collided with the side of a heavy truck. The SUV driver died at the scene, fortunately without any other passengers... Police have preliminarily determined that the SUV driver was driving under the influence of alcohol and was unable to brake in time while traveling at high speed, causing the tragedy..."

Next to it was a photo of the accident scene. The front of the SUV was wedged under the truck, the front half of the vehicle was completely deformed and appeared to be almost burned, while the rear half was relatively intact, and the license plate number could be vaguely discerned. And this license plate number was exactly the same as Wang Lei's SUV's! From the sporadic descriptions of the deceased in the report, I could already conclude: the deceased was indeed Wang Lei!

After a brief shock came ecstasy! I almost wanted to shout with joy to the heavens!

I suspect the accident wasn't caused by drunk driving. It's probably because, although I didn't completely cut the brake line yesterday, I almost pierced it. In the emergency, I braked suddenly, and the already thin line ruptured, causing the car to crash into me—no, I mean, to my great satisfaction…

But looking at the state of the car, who can possibly know the truth now?

I felt no remorse whatsoever for Wang Lei's death. That bastard, I didn't even want him to die, yet he still rushed headlong into the underworld! Heaven has opened its eyes! Heaven has taken him!

[The End]

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