[Girlfriend Yu Ting Chapter - Green Chapter] (Part 1) Author: Mo Mo

Author: Momo
Word Count: 11508

Green Chapter (Part 1)

I originally wanted to marry my beloved Ting'er as soon as possible, but right after the New Year, the company added
a bunch of new business for me, doubling my workload. In addition, the almanac told me that the five days after the start of summer would be
an auspicious day for marriage, so we postponed the wedding to mid-April.

Yongxin Group has successfully bought the land in the inner third ring road, and the construction unit has started construction. In addition to
being responsible for also have to run around to the surrounding cities for construction surveys, and I am often too busy to see my beloved Ting'er.

"Ah Yao, the financial report and payment request in Langxiang don't match. Is there a problem with the construction there?" Gao Jianming
and I are really in the same boat. Half of the new business I have is overlapping with his, so I often
go to Xuandelou with him for dinner and discuss business.

"There are some problems there. Actually, I also feel something's not quite right, and I'm planning to go check it out in a couple of days."

Gao Jianming put down his Americano and said, "Ah Yao, it seems like you haven't contacted Yu Ting in a long time, have you? I've seen
you've been so busy lately. Even though you're engaged, relationships still need nurturing..." This guy
actually started lecturing me! After being bombarded with his lecture, I paid the bill and walked out of Xuandelou
. I realized what he said actually made some sense. Okay! I'll go check on the little girl then.

I parked my car in the teachers' parking lot of HZ Municipal High School. Hey! The parking attendant waved without
saying a word when he saw me. He obviously recognized me, so it was a no-brainer that I could park there.

Walking into the campus, the lush elm, locust, and tall yew trees formed a green forest path. I
followed the path and saw a gray building—that was the classroom building. This reminded me of
Zhang Youhao's ? Teacher Sun will wake up soon. I should leave now so she doesn't see me here, okay
? Because of Zhang Youhao's hypnosis, Xiao Ni almost lost her virginity; but also because of Zhang Youhao's hypnosis,
Xiao Ni doesn't remember those past events and can now start a new life with me.

The classroom lights are still on, but I guess Xiao Ni should be in the office building right now.

"Isn't this Xiao Yao?"

I saw an old man walking out of the office building door. It was Old Man Dong. He
greeted me warmly as soon as he saw me. I exchanged a few pleasantries with him, and he asked if I was looking for Xiao Ni. I said yes, and he told
me that Yu Ting was in class and he was busy at this time.

Hearing this, my heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't help but slap my forehead. Oh! I really haven't been here
in so long ! The timetable I have is probably from last year, right? I didn't even bring Yu Ting's timetable for this year. Of course,
I got the time wrong!

I said goodbye to Old Man Dong and went straight back to my car. After driving out of the school gate, Yu Ting called.

"Brother Yao, Uncle Dong said you just came to see me?"

"Yes, but I got the time wrong. When are you free? We haven't seen each other in a long time."

"Hehe~ Yes, let's meet tomorrow then, we'll go..."

The next day—

in Ya Song District, on the busiest part of the Imperial Street, there is a People's Park covering more than three hectares. The lush greenery and
fragrant grasses, along with various trees, create a picturesque scene. The lake in the park reflects the sky, creating a beautiful scene.

"Brother Yao, the scenery here is really beautiful."

The girl raised her eyebrows, her bright eyes revealing an admirable air of heroism.

I looked at my beloved fiancée, my heart warmed. I was very familiar with Yu Ting's expression; whenever she
looked like this, it meant she was very happy.

Before Qingming Festival, the temperature in HZ City was still low, so Xiao Nizi wore a red faux wool coat with
a white wool collar. Her long ponytail was tied back, with her hair neatly pinned up inside the hood.
A delicate bow was tied at the back of her coat, and her long, beautiful legs were exposed despite the cold, adding to her
feminine beauty.

"As long as you like, we can come here often after we get married." Suddenly, my phone rang. I answered
it for a moment, "Ting'er, it's Jianming calling. I'm sorry, I have some official business to attend to first."

"It's okay, Yao-ge, you go ahead and do your work."

The project in Langxiang really had problems. I took the high-speed train north overnight and worked for three whole days to get it done!

Back home, I dragged my tired body to bed, picked up my phone and checked Xiao Nizi's class
schedule . Hey, she has free time the day after tomorrow. I can surprise her.

I went to the HZ Municipal Middle School's office building again, this time with a bouquet of flowers. I quietly went to Yu Ting's
seat, but to my surprise, she wasn't there. I had to put the flowers on her desk.
As I was leaving the building, I ran into Old Man Dong again.

"Hey~ Xiao Yao, you're here to see Ting'er, right?"

I quickly asked Uncle Dong where Yu Ting had gone. But Old Man Dong wouldn't tell me. Instead, he complained that I had neglected
the little girl . "You know what? Aunt Guo and I have been old friends for many years. I watched
Ting'er grow up when she was just a little girl. Hey~ you young people..."

I was a little impatient with his nagging. "Yes, yes, Uncle Dong, I know I should care more about Ting'er..."

"Care? Xiao Yao, do you really understand Ting'er?" Old Man Dong's tone suddenly became stern. "
If you don't understand her, then don't come to the school to see her anymore."

"Uncle Dong, isn't it a bit too serious?"

"Hmph! If you don't understand Ting'er, how can you bring her happiness in the future? As an elder, I have to
think about Ting'er's happiness!" Old Dong continued, "How about this, tonight you do this..."

This Old Dong questioned my understanding of the girl, and I was unconvinced. I originally wanted to say that I
understood her very well, but Old Dong suggested that I go to Sanbanqiao Station on Metro Line 1 tonight to
secretly follow Ting'er and observe her. Could it be that there is a side of the girl that I don't understand?
Do I really not understand her?

I usually drive and rarely take the subway, but I know that the subway will be crowded during rush hour. Sanbanqiao
Station is a major transfer station, so the crowds must be even more severe. However, for the girl's sake, I
was still determined to venture into the lion's den.

After stepping down the stairs and arriving at the underpass, I took out some change and bought a one-way magnetic card from the ticket machine. Then
I swiped the ticket to enter the station. There were so many people here, men and women, young and old. With people coming and going,
I had to keep my eyes constantly darting around to find the person I was looking for. I didn't expect it to be more tiring than playing ball!

I stood by the escalator, looking left and right, but couldn't find my target.

"Uncle, either go down or move aside, don't block the way!" A curly-haired kid with
a pointed nose and chin, and tiny, squinty eyes, looked like a monkey with a pointed face, very
annoying . I didn't want to pay attention to him, but there was a bunch of people behind him, all staring at
me impatiently.

I couldn't afford to incur their wrath, so I had to step aside and make way.

Just then, I saw Old Man Dong come in through the ticket gate at the back. I pushed through the crowd and
squeezed towards him. The old man didn't even see me; he just hurriedly went up another escalator to the
underground platform, with a group of people between us.

"Get out of the way!" In my haste, I disregarded etiquette, shoving aside a group of people with my elbows and palms.
A middle-aged fat man and an older woman were knocked to the ground, cursing angrily, but I had no time to pay them any attention. I rushed into the underground platform without
looking back .

As I strode onto the platform, I caught a glimpse of Old Man Dong's back as he entered a train carriage. I rushed
in before the doors closed.

The carriage was rectangular, divided into four sections: east, south, west, and north.
The northeast, southeast, northwest, and southwest corners were priority seats, while the east and west windows were for regular passengers. There were four doors,
located next to the priority seats: northeast, southeast, northwest, and southwest.

The northeast and northwest doors faced each other, with a safety pillar between them; the southeast and southwest doors were also
separated by a safety pillar.

The carriage was crowded; all the seats were occupied, and many people were standing. I glanced around and
couldn't see Old Man Dong anywhere. Now I panicked and started searching around the carriage. Luckily, my efforts paid off
; I hadn't gone far when I saw Old Man Dong sitting in the northeast corner of the carriage. It was a
priority seat, apparently given to him by someone.

The old man looked up, our eyes met, and he gestured towards the northwest door—the one with the northeast
and northwest doors. He then gestured towards the pillar between the two doors. I guessed
he wanted me to stand behind the pillar. So I went behind the pillar, only to see Old Man Dong frown and shake his head.

He gestured towards the back again, so I walked towards the protruding section—
the part connecting the two carriages. There were no handrails to hold onto. Old Man Dong smiled and nodded when he saw me leaning against the wall
.

The loudspeaker blared: "Tieguan Station has arrived. Passengers wishing to disembark, please..." Four doors opened, and a throng of
passengers surged forward, quickly filling the carriage to about 70%. But that wasn't the worst part. At the next station
, Wulin Square, another wave of people poured in, bringing the carriage to 80% full. From my position, I could only
see Old Man Dong's head; the rest of his body was obscured by the crowd.

The loudspeaker blared again: "Jinjiang Station has arrived. Passengers wishing to disembark, please..."

This time, some disembarked, and others boarded. Among them was someone who caught my eye!

Yes! It was my fiancée—Sun Yuting—the girl I held dear in my heart!

She had entered from the northwest gate. From her direction, she could see Old Man Dong in the northeast corner, but
not me, as she had her back to me. She wore a simple blue women's suit
with a white shirt underneath and a matching skirt. Black high heels graced her delicate feet,
giving her a sophisticated and elegant look.

She stood in front of Old Dong, her right hand gripping the handrail, head bowed, seemingly talking to the old man.

Why was this young woman coming here instead of going home after work? This bus was going in the opposite direction from Futianyuan
. Old Dong's words echoed in my mind: "Do you really understand Ting'er?" Thinking of this, I
felt a pang of anxiety.

Suddenly, the bus braked sharply, swaying violently, even I stumbled.

Of course, I didn't pay much attention to this minor incident, but then I witnessed something truly shocking! Yu Ting
was about 1.75 meters tall, and with her heels, she was almost 1.8 meters. The passengers around her were all shorter than her,
making her stand out prominently. This had the advantage of allowing me to see her even through the crowd. The
sudden braking caused her to lurch forward, bumping into the passenger next to her.

Because she was holding the handrail with her right hand, her right arm was naturally raised, exposing her right breast. Since she
was taller than the other passenger, the collision sent her right breast pressed against the face of the passenger next to her.

Yes, I admit it hurt me, but it was just an accident. What truly shocked me was
—the girl didn't come back!

Normally, after an accidental collision, one would step back and pull themselves back, but the girl didn't. Her
right breast was pressed against that person's face. But what left me speechless was—the girl raised her
left arm, her chest completely exposed—she gripped the handrail with both hands, followed by a sudden stop.

What happened? The girl had her back to me, so I couldn't see her expression, but the shock I felt
was immense.

"Pervert," a term from Japanese, refers to a man who uses his body parts to sexually harass or
assault . The man who had initially taken advantage of the young woman was arguably innocent,
but now he had become a true pervert. I saw his hand roaming over Yu Ting's chest, even through her
blue suit jacket; it was

undeniably lewd. What was terrifying was that he wasn't the only pervert; the men around Yu Ting also
gathered on her. Despite this harassment, Yu Ting didn't utter a sound. Her hands remained
clasped together, arms raised, gripping the handrails, as if nothing had happened.

I didn't know what Yu Ting was thinking. Was she acting voluntarily, or was she being coerced? Because her
back was to me, I couldn't see her face.

The train chugged along the underground tracks, making a rattling sound, the carriage swaying slightly. Just
as my first surprise subsided, a second one struck!

Perverts seemed to be contagious; their numbers quickly surged. They were like zombies in a movie,
spreading rapidly from person to person. A group of perverts crowded around Yu Ting. Several of them grabbed the young woman from behind, their
weight combined with the swaying of the carriage, pressing her against the northeast corner of the window. Through the reflection in the window mirror...
I finally saw the girl's face, and I understood why these perverts were so bold.

Damn it!

This girl had her eyes closed, as if she were asleep, her chin tilted back, looking completely submissive
. And after she was pushed to the window, she wasn't holding onto the handrail anymore, but she still had her arms raised high,
her fingers tightly interlocked, not letting go—this posture, this expression; this action, this attitude—no wonder the perverts
were so brazen!

Of course, I couldn't just stand there and do nothing, could I? Fuck you! That's my fiancée
!

I got up from the side of the carriage, pushed aside the people in front of me, and tried to squeeze into the carriage, but then the carriage stopped; the door opened
, and another group of people rushed in. Damn! This scene can only be described with a foreign English phrase: "peple
mountainpeplesea."

Although I was blocked by the surging crowd, I could still see the girl's
situation .

Yu Ting's blue suit jacket was unbuttoned, her white shirt torn and disheveled, and
the collar buttons undone, revealing two delicate veins on her fair neck that slid down to her collarbone, exposing
a large expanse of her white, tender breasts.

A hand was pressed against the chest area of her white shirt, and from the creases, five finger marks could be seen
; at the same time, a corner of her skirt was lifted, revealing a rough arm inside.

Yu Ting's head was tilted back, her eyes tightly closed, like Sleeping Beauty, but I knew she wasn't asleep, because her
eyelids twitched intermittently, her delicate eyebrows were arched in sorrow, and her lips were pressed tightly together in suppressed pain. This told me that she was
deliberately enduring the sexual harassment by the pervert.

Why was she enduring this humiliation? Was she conscious? Or was she being coerced? Or was she still under
hypnosis ? If it was hypnosis, then Zhang Youhao's claim that it had been lifted was a lie.

I hadn't quite figured out this mystery yet, but then, in just two short stops from Yunshui Station to Xingping Station, a series of events
unfolded .

That curly-haired brat—the one with the pointy nose, pointy chin, squinty eyes, and that weasel-like
face —was also on the train; I hadn't even noticed him before.

This annoying brat had actually joined the ranks of perverts. He wrapped his arms around Yuting's
waist from behind. Through the train window, I could see his hands first unbuttoning her suit jacket, then reaching for the buttons on her shirt,
unbuttoning them one by one. Once all the buttons were undone, his hands parted to lift her white shirt, revealing her
pale abdomen and pink bra.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Yuting's arms remained raised, never lowering them to cover herself, allowing the curly-haired brat
to unbutton her shirt and finally lift it up.

At that moment, I saw through the car window mirror that Yu Ting had finally opened her eyes. Her jewel-like eyes were beautiful and captivating
, but following her gaze revealed something infuriating—the curly-haired brat had actually put his hand inside her bra!
Her ample breasts had been defiled by this wretched child! The pink bra was also being bulged out by those hateful hands.

I was furious and tried to push through the surrounding crowd, but there were too many obstacles, and
I couldn't get through anytime soon.

Just then, the car arrived at Yunshui Station. As soon as the doors opened, the curly-haired brat pushed Yu Ting from behind. I saw
the little girl with her arms raised, two handprints bulging on her chest, being pushed by the brat from the window all the way to the door.

I knew this brat wanted Yu Ting to get off at this station, but what did he want to do with her at Yunshui Station?

The young woman finally lowered her hands. She struggled to get off the train, and I could see her profile from afar. Her
delicate eyebrows were furrowed sadly, her eyes curved into helpless shapes, and she looked anxious. She shook her head desperately, indicating that
she didn't want to get off.

The curly-haired boy was a little flustered at first, but seeing that Yu Ting was biting her lip and not making a sound, and that her hands, after being lowered,
were only hanging down on her thighs without pushing away the perverted hands inside her bra, the boy's courage increased.

However, Yu Ting's struggle still had an effect. The young woman was taller than the boy, so the curly-haired boy obviously couldn't
move her. In addition, the stop was very short, and the doors closed in a moment. The curly-haired boy was furious, while Yu Ting breathed a sigh
of relief and stopped struggling.

This period was very short, less than fifteen seconds, but I watched with my heart pounding, because I couldn't imagine
the consequences if the young woman was led off the train by the curly-haired boy.

The next stop was Xingping Station, and this period was very short, at most three minutes.

Although the curly-haired brat had failed at Yunshui Station, he didn't seem to have given up on his scheme. He pulled
his hands , then twisted Yu Ting's hands behind her back. Next, he took off the girl's blue
suit jacket, which a pervert nearby helped take. Yu Ting was now only wearing an open white shirt. The brat put Yu Ting's hands
behind her back, then took the suit jacket

and wrapped it around her hands, effectively binding her. Yu Ting's hands were now tied behind her back, bound by the suit jacket.

Then the curly-haired brat reached under Yu Ting's skirt, and her face flushed red. I
knew this brat had definitely inserted his fingers into her vagina. The pervert nearby also moved closer,
whispering amongst themselves. I didn't know what they were saying, but Yu Ting kept shaking her head,
looking very flustered.

At this point, I was only four people away from Yu Ting.

I tried to squeeze through, but they wouldn't give way. Later I realized these four were probably
part of the pervert army, deliberately preventing me from getting in.

At that distance, I could hear whispers: "Slut...get off...public toilet..."

In the three minutes it took to reach Xingping Station, the perverts swarmed around her. Her bra was pulled up, her breasts
were being squeezed, and judging from her trembling legs, the curly-haired brat's fingers were definitely thrusting in and out of her
vagina . Several hands reached under her skirt, caressing Yu Ting's buttocks.

Yu Ting blushed, her eyes half-closed, looking at the perverts as if pleading. They showed
no pity, lecherously eyeing her. She was so humiliated, yet she bit her lip and remained silent.
I felt she was being coerced. I wanted to help her, but my attempts to push through the four-person wall
were futile.

Just then, the loudspeaker announced, "Xingping Station has arrived..."

The doors opened, and a group of people began to disembark. But these people were all perverts; they swarmed around Yuting, embracing...
The young woman got off the bus, shaking her head anxiously. She struggled desperately, but her hands were tied behind her back,
reducing her resistance by half. Her legs, refusing to move, were also lifted up.

She tried to resist again, but the curly-haired man twisted her hands forcefully, while the other lecherous men squeezed and pulled at her breasts.
At this the young woman's lips twitched as if in a spasm; I knew this was because the curly-haired man had touched her sensitive spot.
Based on past experience, at this point, the young woman would be completely limp and powerless.

Sure enough, the young woman instantly lost her ability to resist, her body at the mercy of these lecherous men. At this moment,
a look of despair appeared on Yu Ting's face. Her eyes were half-open, her pupils filled with a misty haze; it was clear she
was about to cry. I knew the young woman's personality well; she was a straightforward girl, not one to be so weak. For her to be so anxious that she was about
to cry, something terrible must have happened.

She was indeed the Yu Ting I knew. Although she was heartbroken and on the verge of tears, she stubbornly refused to
cry . She closed her eyes, as if resigned to her fate, and stopped resisting.
She was half-pushed and half-forced off the train without uttering a sound. I knew this was a critical situation. I had overheard something;
they seemed to be taking the girl to a nearby public restroom. Of course, I couldn't stand idly by, but the crowd
was too thick, and I couldn't push my way through. I could only watch as Yu Ting was taken away.

From Yunshui Station to Xingping Station, just two stops, less than three minutes, so much had happened. I wanted to stop them,
but there wasn't enough time.

Speaking of Old Man Dong—ever since Yu Ting got on the train, my attention hadn't been on him, so
I only just realized he had disappeared.

I finally got off the bus and saw Yuting being led away by a group of people in the distance.
Just as I was about to rush over, an older woman blocked my way. This was the same woman I had pushed earlier.
Next to her was that middle-aged fat man. What a twist of fate! They happened to run into me and started grabbing my clothes,
refusing to let me go, and constantly cursing at me, demanding an apology and compensation for medical expenses.

At that moment, Yuting was led around a bend, and I couldn't see them anymore. In a panic, I pushed them away
again and ran away without looking back.

"Fuck you!" I cursed inwardly.

I swiped my card, exited Xingping Station, and saw a bustling street with cars and people, buses honking loudly, and people
pushing their luggage around. Where was the pervert? Damn it! I had completely lost sight of the little girl.

Suddenly, two words popped into my head: "public toilet."

I followed the sidewalk to a map that marked the nearest public toilet. I quickly searched for it,
crossing the street and passing through a building, finally finding the toilet in a secluded alley.

What happened?

I saw a group of people with bruised and swollen faces walking towards me. I recognized them; they were the perverted passersby from the subway
... Who beat them up? A thought crossed my mind: they must have been beaten by the girl.

Although it was just a guess, I hoped it was true. At least it meant the girl was safe. But
was that really the case? I didn't know. I tried to stop them to ask, but they were all
in a hurry to leave and wouldn't say more.

There were two toilets, one for men and one for women. Where could the girl be? I naturally assumed it would be
the women's toilet, but I hadn't seen that curly-haired guy yet. Maybe Yu-ting was taken to the men's toilet by him?

I didn't wait long, because Curly came out of the men's room by himself. He had a large
bump on his face and obvious bruises around his eyes. I grabbed his collar and interrogated him about what he had done to Yuting. He looked panicked
and said he hadn't done anything to the beautiful woman at all. After they took the girl into the men's room,
someone . That person only said he was going to beat them up, but the seemingly weak woman suddenly went berserk and
beat them all up.

I asked where the girl was. He said the beautiful woman left with that mysterious person. Hearing this, I felt
a surge of joy and released his collar.

"What did that person look like?" Curly described for a long time, but I couldn't remember seeing that
person . I only knew that this person wasn't Old Man Dong, so who was he? Judging from Yuting's behavior, the girl seemed to
have been coerced by this person into doing those things on the subway, but Old Man Dong called me to the subway, so he must
know about this.

Well, to find out the truth, I had to go find Old Man Dong.

I found Old Dong at the school and asked him why he was missing. He said he didn't need to see the whole thing; if I
came to him, he would tell me the truth.

"Who is that person?" Old Dong didn't answer, but instead showed me a photo.

In the photo, Yu Ting was standing in an unknown room. What angered me was that the girl in the photo
was completely naked, standing there without any covering.

Although she was wearing a black blindfold, her cheerful smile and
the "V" sign she made with her hands beside her cheeks indicated that she had voluntarily taken the photo.

Standing next to her was a man, the mysterious figure from today's subway incident. I
looked the man's face and then remembered where I had seen him before.

He was Xie Jianren, the dean of academic affairs at First University. Jianren and Yu Ting often
argued ; they were completely at odds. Moreover, last year, through Lao K, I caught him red-handed and taught him a lesson
. Therefore, I recognized him at a glance.

"Yu...Yu Ting..." I choked, asking, "Was she coerced?"

Old Dong glanced at me and said, "Look at this photo, does she look like she was coerced?"

I shook my head: "It couldn't be voluntary..."

Old Dong nodded and said, "Not entirely voluntary either."

Then, Old Dong told me that he had never understood Yu Ting. Actually, Ting'er had masochistic tendencies; she
craved to be ravaged and conquered by men. I had been unable to understand her desires, but Xie Jianren had unexpectedly discovered
this secret.

"So Xie Jianren used this to threaten Ting'er?"

"Not really a threat, just an exchange."

"What exchange?"

Old Dong said that Yu Ting herself didn't know whether she loved him more or wanted to find someone who could abuse
and conquer her. Therefore, she reached an exchange with Xie Jianren: let Xie Jianren train her,
to see if she would ultimately choose to be trained into a true slave or choose her love with me.

Hearing this, my mind went blank, I couldn't think straight. Could it be
that Zhang Youhao's hypnosis last year caused Ting'er to become like this? Or does Ting'er really have masochistic tendencies?

A few days later, I called Xiao Nizi, but no one answered. I was so agitated that I wanted to go find Yu Ting and ask her
face -to-face, or even go directly to Xie Jianren, but Uncle Dong dissuaded me each time.

Uncle Dong said that Yu Ting should choose for herself now, and I couldn't interfere, otherwise Ting'er would never be able to overcome
this psychological barrier. Besides, Xiao Nizi had no idea that I already knew about this. If I went to confront her now,
given Ting'er's personality, what would she do? I thought Uncle Dong's words made sense.

But the days were hard to bear. I called Xiao Nizi several times to ask her out, and she agreed, but after a few days she said she was busy,
which made me even more anxious! Actually, I was still very worried—worried that Xiao Nizi might not be able to think straight and choose to become Xie Jianren
's slave.

Finally, one day I couldn't wait any longer and went to Futian Courtyard. I planned to talk to Yuting and clear things up, but when I entered
her room, I found she wasn't home. Just then, my phone rang. It was Uncle Dong calling, asking me to come over.

Uncle Dong's house was very large. I walked into a spacious courtyard, passed through a wooden corridor, and arrived at a private room. I gently
opened the door. The interior was exquisitely decorated. The floor was mahogany, and the bed, table, and chairs were all high-end imported furniture.
A glass chandelier imported from Europe hung from the ceiling, and beautiful patterns were carved on the white walls

. Old Man Dong sat on a cushion and beckoned to me.

"Hey~ I have some recent news about Ting'er. Do you want to know?"

I nodded. Old Man Dong asked me to sit down, then turned on the TV and put in a DVD.

My beloved Ting'er appeared on the screen.

The young woman in the video was completely
naked She was straddling two stools, her legs spread wide, her back straight and knees bent
. A patch of pubic hair extended from her smooth mound, beneath which lay two pink
labia.

Ting'er extended her jade-like fingers, parting the pubic hair and pressing them against her delicate vulva, gently separating them
to reveal layers of red flesh, its color vibrant and inviting. At the tip of her vulva, a tender skin covered a bright red
clitoris, which slowly swelled like a blooming flower bud.

The young woman's jade-like fingers parted the inner layers of flesh—her most private place,
a place only I could see—and yet it was appearing on the screen, with Old Man Dong beside her.
Naturally was very unhappy. I coughed lightly, and Old Man Dong said he had already seen it, but he still
tactfully left.

On the screen, the young woman pressed her labia to reveal an oval-shaped opening. She moved her hips and slowly
bent over, revealing a plastic rod placed between her legs.

The rod, about 100 centimeters long, was inserted into a base and stood upright. Because Yu Ting was squatting
on two stools, her opening was slightly higher than the tip of the rod.

She slowly bent over, her opening like a small mouth, slowly taking the tip of the rod in and then swallowing it
. Her waist swayed up and down, and the rod went in and out of her opening.

The soft flesh, like a whirlpool, sucked in the rod, thrusting in and out. Soon, the edge of the rod that was
expelled was covered with a wet, slippery, sticky, and shiny liquid.

"Oh...ah~ Ouch...oh..."

Ting'er gripped the stick, pressing it against the entrance of her wet, slippery, tender hole, and pushed it in forcefully. Her soft, wet labia
parted, and the stick slid deep into her narrow honey hole, the slippery flesh walls enveloping
the plastic shaft.

"Ah...good~ so deep...oh..."

She seemed to feel the thing inside her, the shaft rubbing against her hymen, producing soft, sticky vaginal
fluid . The girl's face flushed a blush like an apple; I knew this was a sign she was about to climax. Sure enough, she
began to wiggle her hips with the stick. After about ten minutes of this thrusting, her hole suddenly tightened and loosened.

A pained expression appeared on the girl's face, her body naturally tensed, and her red lips were bitten tightly by
her teeth .

In an instant, her face turned pale, then regained its color.

She stopped moving, her hands gripping the stick, the shaft inside her vagina, her body motionless. I knew she had
climaxed , and the scene ended there.

"She lost," Old Man Dong suddenly came out and told me. The little girl had made a bet with Xie Jianren, a three-match competition.
If she climaxed every time, she would have to become Xie Jianren's slave. The video I just saw was the little girl's first
bet, and the result was obvious: Ting'er lost.

"How many times have they competed?"

"Twice. The third one will be held next week."

I asked the old man to show me the second video, and of course, I asked him to look away.

In the second competition, she was dressed the same as before, wearing a black collar around her neck, but completely naked
. The scene began with Ting'er kneeling on the ground, her hands behind her back. She leaned forward, her knees touching the ground,
twisting her waist as she crawled forward, her large breasts swaying from side to side, her knees and calves
rubbing against the ground.

She crawled forward with all her might. There was a red nylon rope in front of her, and I could tell that if she climbed
over it , she would win the competition.

Just as she was about to reach the rope, someone walked up to her. Only
the lower half of the person was visible in the frame, so I couldn't tell who it was. But I guessed it was Xie Jianren.

The person gently touched Ting'er's forehead with their finger and said something to her. The little girl actually
nodded. Then Xie Jianren took out two pairs of leg shackles and handed them to her. Ting'er shackled her ankles herself
; the leg shackles were attached to an iron chain, which was locked to a wall.

After doing all this, the little girl continued to climb. She had pulled the iron chain as far as it could, but she was still far from
the nylon rope, and because the chain was locked to the wall, she couldn't move forward an inch no matter how hard she tried.

Seeing that she was still unwilling to give up and was struggling to crawl forward, sweat beading on her forehead, Xie Jianren came out again.
He gave Ting'er an electric massager and told her to insert it into her lower body.

A buzzing sound rang out, and the little girl covered her lower body with her hands, knelt on the ground, closed her eyes tightly, and kept
shaking her head . Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and the fine strands of soft hair danced in the air like ears of wheat.

"Ah...no, no! Oh...oh..."

I knew the girl was very sensitive; the fact that she could endure without climaxing meant she had already done her best.

Unexpectedly, Xie Jianren touched the girl's hair and said something. But I quickly knew
the answer. With a clang, the chains vibrated, and Ting'er knelt on the ground, actively spreading her legs. She then pinched her nipples,
pulled them up forcefully, and with her other hand, held an electric massager against the base of her breast, slowly rubbing it towards the nipple. After

finishing her left breast, she switched to her right, then pressed the massager against the tip of her vagina, inserting her other hand and
thrusting . I saw that all her movements were targeting her most sensitive areas; at this rate, the girl
would probably climax in less than ten minutes.

Seeing this, I understood Xie Jianren's malicious intent. He was actually telling the girl to touch her own most sensitive
areas. Who knows best about Yu Ting's sensitive spots? Probably only me and the girl herself.

However, things took an unexpected turn. The young woman then inserted the vibrator into her anus,
parted her labia with her other hand, and inserted her middle finger into her vagina, creating
overlapping of arousal several times greater than usual.

She tried several sensitive spots, leaving her drenched in sweat and panting heavily, but she still didn't reach
orgasm . This puzzled me greatly; she should have orgasmed long ago. Why could she last so long?

At first, I thought it was because of her strong will, but in the end, I realized that Xie Jianren's
intentions far too malicious!

After doing this for almost an hour, the young woman put down the vibrator, crawled to the camera, and
held the camera with both hands. From the footage, her face was directly facing me.

Her delicate face was flushed with a pinkish tinge, her fine eyebrows drooped wearily, and her
jewel- Her eyelids were half-open, beads of sweat trickled down her forehead, and
her slightly parted red lips exhaled a puff of white breath onto the screen.

Aside from weariness and a sensual blush, her face was devoid of any other expression. She began
to talk , her voice devoid of its former spiritedness, instead as cold as a robot.

"Slave… Tingnu… can… can't take it anymore… ah…" she murmured, holding the camera in one hand and kneading
her nipple with the other.

"Slave wants… wants an orgasm… please, Master… grant Tingnu an orgasm… oh…" As she spoke,
her hand had already reached for her genitals.

Seeing this, my head buzzed. It wasn't that the young woman had a strong will; rather, she couldn't achieve
an orgasm on her own. It seemed that without Xie Jianren's permission, she couldn't reach one.

The camera was placed on a table by Ting'er, and the little girl rested her chin on the edge of the table. Her eyelids were half-open, and
her eyes stared blankly at the camera. Her expression was originally blank, but suddenly a trace of sorrow and shame appeared.

"This bet... I admit, I lost... Ah... Oh... Master... Please grant Ting'er an orgasm
~ Oh..." The scene ended there.

Xie Jianren was too vicious, making the little girl admit defeat and even beg for an orgasm. But behind this terrifying facade, many doubts were revealed, because this competition was completely unfair. The little girl had no chance of winning
under such circumstances . So why did Yu Ting still participate? And why did she voluntarily admit defeat? This was completely out of character for the little girl. Thinking about this, I realized a problem, which is... (To be continued)

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