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Evil Eden is a classic long novel. 


Prologue: Eden's New Command
The time and place are unknown, only that this is roughly a meeting room.
In the center of the meeting room is a long oval table, and at one end of the table, three people are sitting around it, seemingly waiting for something.
All three are dressed in white robes similar to those worn by priests or monks, and on the back of each robe is an image: a snake sitting cross-legged with its head raised and tongue lolling out, flanked by a naked male and female figure.
The three are of different heights and builds, but we cannot see their true faces now—because all three are wearing masks.
The masks were all pure white, molded into the shape of face paintings. The tallest and strongest man wore a fierce-looking mask; the fattest man, who looked to be over two hundred pounds, wore a laughing mask; and the thinnest man wore a mournful mask, and judging from his figure, he seemed to be a woman.
The three men had been waiting for nearly half an hour and were getting impatient. Fortunately, the person they were waiting for finally appeared.
At the other end of the meeting room was a side door (not the one the three men had used to enter), with a tower-like pattern carved on it. This door was now open, and a fourth person, also dressed in a long robe and wearing a mask, walked in. He appeared tall and thin, with a blank expression on his face.
"Finally here, High Priest!" the man with the fierce mask said rudely. "We all have our own duties, so we're all quite busy!"
The last person to enter, known as the "High Priest," looked at the tall, burly man and said coldly, "God's instructions are complex and unpredictable, so it's unavoidable that you all have to wait in this 'holy land,' because this is the only place in the world with a shortcut to 'Eden'!"

"Never mind, High Priest, don't mind us. We've always known what kind of person 'Marcus' is, haven't we! Hehe..." the fat man said with a grin, his large face a perfect match for his lewd expression. "And what interests me even more is, what exactly are Eden's new instructions this time?"
"Alright, John, let's get back to the point!" The High Priest raised his hand, and several images appeared on the screen at the front of the conference room.
Three photographs were displayed on the screen, all featuring the same girl—
long, flowing, jet-black hair reaching almost to her waist, cascading like mesmerizing waves; of medium height, slightly slender yet exuding youthful grace; a beautiful
face, including a pair of seemingly pitiful eyes and thin, leaf-like lips; her complexion, though somewhat pale, could not conceal the fact that she was a striking beauty.
The three photographs showed the girl in full-body, half-body, and close-up shots of her face, but in all of them, her gaze was not directed at the camera.
The high priest continued,
"...This is the girl Eden has chosen this time. Her name is Kwong Wai-tung, she's 16 years old, and she's a Form 4 (first year of high school) arts student at the most prestigious girls' high school in the city. She's quiet and introverted, with above-average grades. She loves piano and painting, especially piano, where she's reached a very high level and has even performed abroad. Because she's rather passive and introverted, she doesn't have many friends. Not only does she not have a boyfriend, but she also has almost no opportunities to date men her own age... In addition, she's an only child. Her father is the eldest son of the president of the Kwong Group, which owns more than ten companies, and is currently the group's CEO..."
"It's been a long time since he's made a move on a high school girl... and the information is quite detailed!" Marco said.
"Don't forget that 'God' is omniscient," the high priest replied.
"He's actually targeting a rich young lady this time? It doesn't seem too easy!" said the thinnest of the three sitting people. From her voice, it was clear she was indeed a woman.
“Lucia is right. She rarely spends time alone outdoors, so recruiting her will require some effort…” the High Priest said.
“Forget about rich heiresses or penniless paupers, anyone chosen by our Holy Lord must be obtained!” said Marco, the one with the crudest language and the loudest voice. He was the strongest and tallest of the four; his muscular arms and fierce expression alone told him he was no ordinary man.
“That’s right, because it’s a necessary step in our ‘Eden’s Return Plan,’” the High Priest affirmed. “And since one of our ‘fellow believers’ is a teacher at her school, we should be able to use that to achieve our goal.”
“So beautiful, though a little thin, and very fair-skinned… she’s practically a greenhouse flower. Will this kid be able to withstand our ‘ritual’? Hehe…” the fat John grinned maliciously, seemingly determined to carry out the “ritual” regardless of whether the girl could handle it.
"It should be fine, women's patience is higher than you think!" said Lu Jia, the only woman in the room.
"Is everyone alright? Then let's end today's gathering here. By the 'ritual' in three days, we should be able to recruit that child into the cult!" the high priest said confidently. "Farewell, everyone! May Eden be with you!"
"And with your hearts!"
After saying this, the high priest left through the door with the tower pattern he had just entered through, but the other three had to leave through another door behind him. Unless Eden gave them instructions to enter, they were never allowed to enter the door with the tower pattern.
But they knew that as long as they diligently completed the instructions given by Eden, they would be rewarded—opening the door to the "Tower of Babylon," and then passing through the Tower of Babylon to reach their long-desired Garden of Eden.


Chapter 1: The Cult's Evil Plan


1. The Temptation of the Serpent

The school bell rang throughout the school building, signifying the end of class.
Freed from a long day of classes, the classroom of Class 4A at the prestigious girls' school "Baicui Girls' High School" in the city immediately became lively: students who had been patiently keeping quiet and loved to chat, those preparing for various extracurricular activities, and those discussing where to go after class... everyone's faces were radiant with energy.
"Xinyi, let's go see a movie?"
"Sorry, the student council has a meeting today!"
Mo Xinyi, the class president, disciplinary committee member, and vice president of the student council, apologized to the classmate who had invited her.
Bright and large eyes, tanned skin, and well-developed limbs. Xinyi was a beautiful girl full of health and vitality, not only the class president and class representative, but also elected as the vice president of the student council.
"See you tomorrow, ee!"
Xinyi hurriedly said goodbye to her friend and rushed to the student council room. Her friends started gossiping:
"Xinyi is so busy, can she handle it?"
"Don't forget she's the captain of the track and field team and the judo team, so we don't need to worry about her stamina!"
"Indeed, and with her leadership skills and affability, she's destined to be a student leader... But I really admire her; she manages to juggle so many roles without neglecting her studies, consistently ranking in the top five in her class!" "
Of course, the title of 'school idol' isn't for nothing!"

In the corridor, Mo Xinyi saw her classmate Kuang Huitong walking slowly ahead. Unlike the energetic and restless Xinyi, Huitong was a quiet girl with refined manners, even her walk was deliberate and graceful.
"Xiaotong, are you going to your piano lesson again?"
Huitong slowly turned her head.
"Ah, it's Xinyi. Yes, I'm going to my piano lesson. Xinyi, what about you? Are you going to track and field practice? ... Or the teacher-student exchange meeting?"
"Neither, it's the student council's regular meeting!" "
Xinyi, you're so versatile, nothing can stump you!"
"Don't joke, you're so busy you don't even have time to breathe, I'm a little envious of you!"
Xinyi walked up and walked side by side with Huitong.
"Xinyi, ee!"
"Awen, Xiaoxia, see you tomorrow!" "Goodbye,
senior Xinyi!"
"Xiaojiao, are you okay with tomorrow's test? You should go home and study early!"
Along the short corridor, people kept greeting Xinyi, but no one greeted the introverted and unsociable Huitong.
(Xinyi, I'm so envious of you!)
Huitong was a very quiet girl with snow-white skin and perfectly proportioned eyes, nose, and mouth, like a porcelain doll. Among her classmates, opinions were roughly evenly divided on who was the most beautiful girl in the grade, Xinyi or Huitong.
Besides their personalities, their appearances also differed: Xinyi had large eyes, shoulder-length hair, and cherry-red lips that radiated the heat of a summer sun; her deep and captivating beauty stood out among the girls, and her athletic physique exuded healthy beauty. In contrast, Huitong had long hair, a delicate figure, and refined manners; her narrower eyes and thin pink lips gave her a somewhat sickly beauty.

Outside the school gate, a long slope led down to the main street.
Kuang Huitong walked slowly, still thinking about what had just happened.
(Xinyi is so amazing; she seems to be able to become friends with anyone instantly. I wish I had half her courage and talkativeness...)
Huitong sighed softly. Her parents were always out working, and being a wealthy girl with no siblings, her personality and social standing made it difficult for her to find close friends... Aside from Mo Xinyi, who was outgoing and got along with everyone, she had practically no one else she could confide in. But Xinyi was so busy; she couldn't be with her often.
In truth, although Huitong's material life was very comfortable, she was a lonely and empty person at heart.
(God, can you grant me more courage?)
Huitong's hand gently touched the cross necklace hanging around her neck.
Lost in thought, a voice suddenly called out from behind:
"Huitong!"
Huitong immediately turned around.
"Ah...it's Professor Hu!"
Upon seeing Professor Hu Xueying, who teaches economics, Huitong felt a little surprised and nervous, not because she was a fierce teacher; on the contrary, she had always been very popular with students.
If Mo Xinyi was the school's idol student, then Professor Hu Xueying was the school's idol teacher: a model-like tall figure, captivating eyes, and full, alluring rosy lips, exuding the charm of a mature and beautiful teacher; her shiny hair was tied back, and her smart and neat suit could not hide her full and alluring figure. Possessing top-notch beauty, coupled with erudition, intelligence, and a noble and mature demeanor, although she was a teacher, her bearing and mannerisms were by no means old-fashioned, but rather full of the style of a modern woman, making countless girls in the school look up to her as their role model.
(If only I could become a woman as outstanding as Teacher Hu someday...)
Countless girls thought this way, so during breaks or after class, she was often surrounded by a group of girls. The naturally introverted and passive Huitong had virtually no chance to talk to the two of them privately.
What did this idolized female teacher want with her?
"Huitong, are you a believer too?"
"Yes, teacher?"
"That's right, so I'd like to invite Huitong to our church's gathering today."
Huitong's face was full of doubt. Teacher Hu immediately continued,
"Please don't mind me saying this: I always see Huitong alone, it seems she doesn't have many friends..."
Huitong's face darkened; she had indeed hit the nail on the head.
"My church has many enthusiastic and friendly members, and I hope I can introduce some to you, Huitong, so you have more people to confide in!"
Teacher Hu's friendly and caring suggestion surprised and delighted Huitong.
(So Ms. Hu had been noticing me all along? She's actually going to such lengths to help me...)
Hui-tong thought to herself. But she also worried whether someone as introverted as her could truly open her heart and make genuine friends. What if she wasted her teacher's efforts...?
Seeing Hui-tong's hesitation, Ms. Hu continued to persuade her:
"Don't worry, it's okay. I'll help you. Just have a little more confidence, and you'll definitely make good friends!" Her eyes were full of encouragement.
(Yes, envying others is useless; I have to be willing to try myself. And I absolutely cannot let Ms. Hu's efforts and good intentions go to waste!)
Hui-tong made up her mind and nodded.
"That's great! Come to the teacher's office at 4:30 pm after school tomorrow!"
Ms. Hu smiled happily, but her smile seemed a little strange, though Hui-tong didn't notice.

2. The day after the Eden Return Ceremony

, after school, Kuang Hui-tong arrived at the teacher's office at the agreed time, and then left the school with Ms. Hu Xue-ying.
Driven by Xueying, the car headed straight for the suburbs. Along the way, she initiated conversation with Huitong, quickly making them feel much more comfortable with each other.
"Teacher, what's the name of the church you belong to..."
"It's called 'Eden Return Church'."
Huitong had never heard of the name before, but she didn't seem to care.
The car stopped in a parking lot next to a three-story European-style building in the suburbs. It looked more like a villa than a church. The two got out of the car and walked to the main entrance.
There were no signs indicating the church's name around the entrance; the only symbol on the door was a relief: a snake coiled on the ground, its head raised and tongue lolling out, flanked by a naked man and woman.
This must be the church's emblem.
Teacher Hu rang the doorbell, and after a moment, the door opened from the center. A friendly-looking young man in his early twenties greeted her with a broad smile:
"Sister Xueying, you're here! ...Ah, this beautiful young lady is..."
"Let me introduce you," Teacher Hu said immediately. "This is my student, Huitong; this is Jianbang, a friend I met at church. He's a university student, but he volunteers at church in his spare time."
"Is this Miss Huitong? A very warm welcome!" Jianbang said with a smile, his sunny smile quite charming.
Teacher Hu then turned to Jianbang and said:
"Hui Tong is a good girl, but she's a bit too shy. Please take good care of her and talk to her more!"
Hui Tong's fair face flushed with embarrassment. Jian Bang laughed and said,
"Of course, no problem! But let's not just stand at the door in the wind all the time, let's go in quickly!"

Jian Bang led the two women into the hall, a large hall the size of two basketball courts. At the front was a stage, and behind it, on the wall, was a huge church logo. A small statue of Jesus Christ nailed to the cross hung slightly above the logo.
On both sides of the hall, there were rows of chairs against the walls. Some chairs were already occupied, while many others stood in the middle, chatting.
Among these people were the elderly and children, men and women. From their attire, it was clear they came from different social classes, but now there was no distinction between them; everyone chatted and laughed familiarly like brothers and sisters.
Although Huitong was already a believer, she accompanied her mother to a church every Sunday. The other guests there were all wealthy and influential, and aside from exchanging greetings, there was little interaction between them.
(Perhaps I'll actually make some friends here,)
Huitong thought to herself with a hopeful anticipation.
But as soon as the two girls entered, they immediately drew most people's attention. This was understandable; Hu Xueying was already a stunning woman with the looks and figure of a top model, and the schoolgirl who accompanied her, though a little pale, was also undeniably beautiful.
While there were many beautiful women among the other church members, none could compare to this teacher and student pair.
Many people immediately came over to greet Teacher Hu and ask about Huitong, most of them men. Huitong, blushing shyly, was completely unaware of the strange excitement in the men's eyes.
"Xueying, you're the protagonist of the 'ritual' today. How are you feeling?"
"A little nervous, but also very excited, because it's an honor to be chosen!"
"We're also looking forward to it. If it's Xueying, it will definitely be an unforgettable ritual!"
Huitong looked puzzled, but because she saw Teacher Hu busy greeting other church members, she didn't have a chance to ask her what the "ritual" was all about.
After finally finishing greeting everyone, Teacher Hu turned to Huitong and said,
"The ritual is about to begin. Let's go over there first."
Teacher Hu led Huitong to a corner at the back of the hall, a space specially partitioned with glass, which could be described as a small glass room.
"Teacher, what's this...?"
"The usual practice here is that newcomers are first placed in this glass room at the back to watch the ceremony, and then they make the final decision on whether they want to join the church."
(I see, that's very thoughtful...)
As soon as Teacher Hu and Huitong sat down in the glass room, the lights in the hall immediately dimmed, hymns filled the air, and everyone in the hall took their seats on the chairs on both sides. Huitong roughly counted and found that there were about sixty people in the hall, with a male-to-female ratio of about two to one.
"The ceremony is about to begin..." Teacher Hu whispered in Huitong's ear.
With the rising and falling hymns, four people dressed as pastors slowly walked out from a side door at the front of the hall and stepped onto the platform.
"!..."
When Huitong saw the faces of the four people, she was immediately stunned, not because they looked particularly frightening, but because Huitong couldn't even see their faces—
the high priest on the platform was speaking in a very emotional voice. The audience was completely silent, all the parishioners listening intently to his every word.
"However, because our ancestors were tempted by the devil, who appeared as a serpent, and ate the forbidden fruit, they were expelled from the Garden of Eden by God. Since then, humanity has had to experience birth, old age, sickness, death, and many other sufferings—a life that has continued for thousands of years…
"But God is not merciless; He never intended to punish humanity forever. Sadly, the vast majority of people in the world are still toiling away, living what seems natural, but in reality, a self-inflicted and inferior existence.
"We firmly believe that God's punishment has ended. The year 2000 was not the end of the world as some people say, but the beginning of a new world. However, humanity must still awaken itself and find its own way back to Eden through its own strength."
"The Babylonians of the pre-Christian era, before the end of their punishment, presumptuously attempted to return to heaven through their self-built 'Tower of Babylon,' resulting in divine retribution. But now it's different. God's punishment is over, and our church has awakened to how to create a true 'Tower of Babylon,' allowing us to return to Eden and reclaim our rightful bliss and eternal life
. Brothers and sisters, let us, through the following ceremony, demonstrate to God that we have the awareness, will, and qualification to return to Eden! May God soon take us back to our ideal heavenly land!"
A deafening ovation and applause immediately erupted from the audience.

3. The Holy Cup, Torture, and Great Liberation

"Let us all drink the holy water from the cup in our hands!"
As the ceremony continued, three volunteer parishioners (including Jianbang) distributed a dull bronze cup to each of the other parishioners present. Now, under the high priest's instruction, everyone drank the liquid in their cups.
Kuang Huitong wasn't given the Holy Grail, so she watched the ceremony unfold curiously from the locked glass room, wondering why Teacher Hu hadn't reappeared.
"Alright, now it's time for the 'torture' ritual," the High Priest solemnly announced after everyone had drunk the holy water. "Please welcome our protagonist tonight: Sister Hu Xueying!"
The entire hall fell silent, and the lights that had been shining on the podium now focused on the side door.
Huitong also stared at the side door. Whether it was the somewhat eerie atmosphere or her intuition, she sensed something unexpected was about to happen.
The side door slowly opened, and a figure began to walk very slowly into the hall.
Slowly, because the figure carried a large wooden cross on its back. The cross was about the same height as the person, but its width was longer than the person's outstretched arms.
That person was Hu Xueying, the protagonist of the ceremony. For a woman to carry such a massive cross would naturally be incredibly difficult.
But none of this was too surprising; what astonished Hui Tong even more was that Teacher Hu was completely naked, showing herself without a single stitch!
(How...how could this be!........)
The beautiful teacher's body, the object of desire for countless girls in the school, was now completely on full display, especially since her hands were strapped to the left and right ends of a cross, leaving her with absolutely no way to cover her private parts. A pair of nearly 90-centimeter-long Ectopus breasts, white and well-shaped, with slightly protruding rosy nipples on the peaks, made one's lips dry and mouth water, wishing one could swallow them whole; a slender waist, a full bust, and long, beautiful legs formed an outstanding feminine curve, and even the lush pubic hair in her triangle area was completely exposed. Some men in the audience were already almost unable to hold back their ejaculation just by seeing this scene! Being
naked and stared at by more than sixty pairs of eyes, especially since most of them were men, it was no surprise that Xue Ying's face was flushed with shame, but she still bit her lower lip, enduring the deadly humiliation as she moved forward step by step.
(What kind of ritual is this! How could the teacher be so completely naked and exposed to everyone?)
Although it was a short distance, Xueying took two or three minutes to reach the center of the platform. She stood in front of the wall with church symbols behind her, and with the help of two other pastors, she secured the cross to the wall with hidden fasteners.
Now, Xueying's hands and waist were strapped to the cross against the wall, her whole body in a cross shape, looking like a living sacrifice; the strong spotlights shone on her smooth and fragrant body, and even the beads of sweat covering her skin were clearly visible!
As for the gazes of many men staring at her from below the stage, they were now only "obscene" and "lustful," with no religious meaning whatsoever.
On the contrary, the naked beauty of the teacher made Huitong unable to look directly at her, but compared to what was about to happen, the situation was much milder now.
"May Almighty Lord accept the sincere atonement of our representative, Sister Hu Xueying."
As soon as the High Priest finished speaking, two priests wearing masks of anger and sorrow stood on either side of Xueying, then raised a long, thin, soft object.
*Crack!
* "Ouch!..."
The sound of flesh being struck and the female teacher's groan echoed throughout the hall.
The two priests held a long whip, and not just any whip, but a "Rose Whip," covered in small spikes. Each lash was enough to leave a bloody welt—a horrific medieval executioner's instrument!
"May God accept the sinner's repentance, the sinner's atonement."
*Crack!
* "Ugh!"
*Crack!
* "Ouch!"
Although she tried to suppress her screams, the pain was unbearable! The outer sides of her thighs, once smooth and flawless, were now marred by horrifying, bleeding welts after repeated lashes, making it impossible for her not to scream in agony.
(Ah, what is happening? Teacher!...)
The shocking scene nearly caused the frail Huitong to faint on the spot!
Crack! Crack!
"Ah!... Ooh!"
Incredibly, many of the church members watching the execution were watching with bated breath and beaming with excitement.
A beautiful woman possesses a unique charm when being tortured: the delicate moans of a beautiful woman, the fragrant, sweat-drenched body, the way her body twitches with each lash, her breasts bouncing like jelly—all these sensual stimuli maximally arouse male desire.
But did they feel absolutely no pity for their church member's torture? Even Jianbang, the college student who had just been all friendly, now stared with eyes blazing with fury, licking his lips like a hungry wolf. Why was this happening?
*Crack!*
Marco's next lash skipped the muscular thigh and struck Xueying's shapely breasts directly! A glaring wound immediately appeared just above the nipple, with drops of blood even appearing like pearls on the scar!
"Aaaaaah, God!!..."
A terrifying pain shot through her mind, causing Xueying to arch her back like a shrimp, then violently twisting left and right a few times; if she hadn't already been on the toilet, she might have already lost control of her bladder on stage!
"I believe that the merciful God will hear the prayers of His faithful people and forgive our sins. To show that we have truly awakened, let us return to our original human form without shame or regret!"
With that, the high priest forcefully ripped off his robe.
Underneath the robe was a completely naked body!
Next, the other masked pastors and the parishioners below, regardless of gender or age, all removed all their restraints!
"...Returning to the original form of our ancestors is not shameful, but rather a supreme glory! Let us together show God the shameless, innocent, pure, and most intimate friendship among us parishioners!"
After saying this, the men and women below the stage began to embrace and kiss each other intimately!
Xueying, whose torture had ended, was also freed, dragging her battered body, and joined this frenzied collective sex feast!
Not only the men, but even the female parishioners actively embraced the male parishioners, frantically caressing and kissing; and it wasn't just young women, but even those ranging from over forty to eleven or twelve years old were equally intoxicated by carnal desire.
Because there were more men than women, some of the more outstanding beauties naturally received more "favor" from the male parishioners, among whom the most "popular" was Hu Xueying, the protagonist of the torture ritual just now.
She was now pinned to the ground by four or five men, her entire body, including her breasts, genitals, and bruised thighs, being violated by their hands and mouths.
"Ah...so good...come on, kiss me harder...bite me...oh..."
"Fuck you to death! You little slut!...So bouncy, such fragrant flesh...oh..."
Lustful moans filled the hall. All the church members, who had previously appeared respectable and normal, were now deeply mired in lust. Besides their "faith," could this transformation also be related to the "holy water" they had just drunk?
Returning to Kuang Huitong, thankfully she was locked in a glass room; otherwise, who knows how many men would have violated her by now!
However, her mental state was far from good. Originally an innocent high school student, and having grown up pampered by a wealthy family, Huitong never dreamed that such things existed in the world, that humans could so utterly abandon their sense of shame.
(No, this kind of thing wouldn't be allowed by God! But why is even Teacher Hu...)
She closed her eyes and covered her ears with her hands, hoping to stop all these unimaginable images and sounds from entering her mind.
At this moment, the lock on the glass room door was opened by someone outside.
"?...Is it the teacher?...I'm so scared, please take me away!"
Hui Tong slowly opened her eyes.
But it wasn't Teacher Hu, but several priests wearing masks, who opened the glass door and walked in swaggeringly.
"Hehe, what do you think, Miss Kuang? Do you also want to join us as soon as possible and become one of us?"
"She's even more fucking beautiful in person than in the photos! And unlike those arrogant blonde girls these days, she looks like a proper young lady!" The burly Marco said excitedly.
"This Bai Cui is one of the top girls' schools in the city, and every year, the top scorer in the open exams is a girl from this school!" The thin Lu Jia said.
"Her skin is so white! Look, it's so white you can even see the blue veins under her arms!"
John grabbed her hand. "So smooth and delicate! This must be what they mean by 'never lifting a finger'! ...But I heard she's a piano virtuoso, so her fingers are especially long and lovely!"
"Ah..." Hui-tong felt her whole body go weak, collapsing into John's arms.

4. Farewell to Purity

in a basement beneath the church.
"Alright, it's time for your initiation ceremony, Miss Kuang Hui-tong," the High Priest said.
"I'm sorry, I... I don't understand what you're saying, please..." Hui Tong stood fearfully against the wall, facing the four priests who had previously worn masks.
But now they were all wearing white hoods with a black cross in the center, holes punched in the eyes, mouth, and nose.
Their appearance was even more bizarre than before, and their eyes no longer held any compassion. Instead, each of them radiated lust and sadism.
"Just like the previous parishioners, use a 'ritual' to prove your resolve to join the church," the high priest continued.
"I... I don't understand..."
"I don't have time to explain to you!" Marco impatiently interrupted her. "Anyway, now quickly strip naked for us to see!"
"Wh...what?" Hui Tong could hardly believe her ears.
"Strip naked! That means 'undress'! Do you understand, Miss Hui?"
Hui Tong's face paled even more. "What do you want... money or something?... I can try calling Dad, though he's always in meetings and very busy..."
"Are you an idiot!" Marco roared, startling Hui Tong, who shrank back in fear.
"Good students should listen to their elders..." Lu Jia grinned sinisterly, picking up a SM whip from a nearby shelf. "...Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to hurt your pampered skin!"
As a woman, Lu Jia's cruelty was no less than that of her colleagues.
"Ah... please let me go..."
*Smack!*
"Eek--!"
Although the whip struck her thigh, which was covered by her school uniform skirt, for Hui Tong, who had grown up in a greenhouse and had never experienced any hardship, this level of pain was enough to make her submit.

(Waaah... why did I have to encounter such a thing!)
Hui Tong, with tears welling up in her eyes, began to take off her shoes and socks herself.
"Hurry up!" Lu Jia raised the whip again.
"Ah...take it off..."
She unbuttoned the top button of her skirt.
The uniform of Bai Cui Girls' School was a two-piece set: a pure white shirt with buttons at the back, and a cute light blue and white checkered short tie. The bottom was a light blue and white checkered pleated skirt with the same pattern as the tie, about knee-length.
After the skirt was taken off, a pair of snow-white and slender legs were revealed. Although Hui Tong's body was slender, she was slightly taller than average, so her legs were quite long and beautiful, attracting everyone's attention.
"So, so shameful..." Hui Tong, who had always been pampered in a good environment, had never experienced such humiliation. At that moment, her whole body trembled, and her paper-white cheeks flushed as if rouge had been applied.
"Continue!"
Hui-Tong untied her school tie, which John immediately snatched away, sniffing and kissing it, making Hui-Tong feel both shy and nauseous.
She continued to stretch out her arms and unbutton the back of her top.
Everyone held their breath, enjoying the beautiful girl's striptease. The young lady, Kuang Hui-Tong, was exceptionally elegant even when undressing, and with her face so shy she almost cried, it was a pleasure to watch.
Finally, even her top was off, and now the beautiful girl was only wearing a bra and panties.
Her body was indeed quite thin, and her collarbone trembled shyly beneath her snow-white skin, but fortunately, her breasts and buttocks still had a feminine shape.
"Why did you stop?"
"B-but...but..." She was already bad at speaking, and now, with shame and fear in her heart, she couldn't say "but" for a long time.
"Stop with the 'buts'! If you don't take it off, you'll get whipped again!"
With a snap, Lu Jia lashed the ground with a whip.
"If you don't take it off, the next lash will be on your fair and tender skin!"
"Eek, no!" Hui Tong hurriedly unhooked her bra. Strangely, she was now fantasizing: what if her only friend, Mo Xinyi, were in this situation?
If it were the brave Xinyi, she wouldn't succumb to the threat of violence so easily! But Hui Tong herself couldn't resist—just seeing that terrifying whip made her legs go weak.
And the church members had already known her weakness, which was why they were so bold as not to restrain her body with anything.
The pink, high-quality silk bra was finally off.
"Ah, so beautiful!....."
Although Hui Tong's breasts weren't particularly full, they were beautifully shaped. If they developed properly in time, they would surely become a pair of exquisite breasts.
Her breasts were whiter than the rest of her body, and the nipples, a pale pink, were youthful and delicate.
"...And what about the panties?"
"No, I really can't do it..."
"I warned you already!"
*Smack!*
"Ouch!!... Waaah... I'm sorry!"
Lu Jia had been merciful, but a red welt still appeared on Hui Tong's baby-soft thigh. The blow caused her to immediately bend her injured left leg, hopping painfully on one leg several times.
"Waaah..."
Hui Tong grabbed the elastic band at the top of her pink silk panties and gently pulled them outwards. Then, trembling, she slowly pulled the panties down at a "slow-motion" speed.
She felt the gazes of four people, eight eyes in total, immediately focus on her crotch, the most private and precious place of a young girl. The extreme shame made her dizzy, and she slowly slumped down. John immediately rushed forward and caught Hui-tong in his arms as she fell forward. "Such a frail young lady!" He

gently touched Hui-tong's underwear, which she had just taken off, with his other hand. "Freshly removed underwear, still warm! ...The texture is so smooth, so soft, it must be a super expensive item! There's not much dirt in the middle, and the smell isn't strong. It seems Miss Kuang is quite particular about cleanliness!" "Oh..." In a daze, Hui-tong didn't quite understand what the doctor was saying. John lifted Hui-tong with both hands and slowly walked towards a bed covered with pure white sheets. That was the "altar," where countless women had become living sacrifices to satisfy the evil desires of the priests. Of course, the so-called "initiation ceremony" was just a lie to cover up their lustful true nature! With warm, soft flesh in his arms and a very elegant and simple virgin fragrance wafting from his nose, John wanted to slow down his walking as much as possible.








But he also knew that the other "like-minded" individuals were already impatient. Sure enough, as soon as he placed Huitong on the bed, the other three immediately rushed forward, eager to share this top-tier rich girl.
Marco and the High Priest "divided" her upper body, each using their hands to caress her breasts.
"Although they're not huge, they have the feel of a young girl, much more elastic and pleasant to the touch than mature women!" "
And as expected of a rich young lady, her skin is smooth and supple, almost translucent, even the blue veins underneath are visible!"
The High Priest's fingers traced circles on her lovely areolas, gently pinching her small nipples, feeling the nipples that the girl had never experienced before, like fruit just picked from a tree, both fresh and incredibly unripe. The
man's kisses, sucks, and nibbles on her nipples, her breasts, never before touched by a man, were extremely sensitive, each kiss and suck causing her whole body to jerk!
John's hands caressed her thighs, his eyes admiring the girl's genitals above. Beneath the soft hair were tightly closed labia, clearly virgin territory never before opened to outsiders.
Finally, the female priestess, Luca, stroked her calves and even her toes. Hui Tong's toes were not only not unclean, but were also incredibly cute!
Hui Tong stiffened, her eyes tightly shut. She had never even dreamed that her body would be so wantonly enjoyed by several strangers.
"Lord, save me..."
Crying out to the ethereal God was the only thing the weak and utterly powerless Hui Tong could do.
"This is the Lord's test for you. Pass this ritual, and you can join the return of Eden!"
With that, the high priestess began to kiss her doll-like face passionately!
"Mmm! Oh..."
A light kiss on her small lips, his tongue teasing her thin, red lips, the sweetest and freshest first kiss of a beautiful young girl, like a clear spring filling the heart with joy.
The man's thick lips were like a blood-sucking leech, repeatedly sucking on her face, lips, nose, and eyelids! Hui Tong's delicate and beautiful face was like the ultimate aphrodisiac, her smooth skin, her alluring fragrance, her sweet sweat, her frightened expression like a lamb to the slaughter, all stimulating the man's primal desires!
The high priest extended his tongue, his wet, slippery tongue, emitting a stench of bad breath, wildly licking every inch of her pretty face, the filthy water staining her pure and flawless face.
"Oh, don't lick me..."
Hui Tong felt as if she were being licked by a venomous snake. The horror and nausea brought tears to her eyes. Tears, sweat, and the other's saliva made her once beautiful face sticky and wet
, a pitiful sight. However, this seemed to arouse a perverse excitement in the high priest, making him lick even more vigorously, as if he wanted to swallow her whole! Under Marco's skillful teasing, her nipples, which were originally inverted, became noticeably larger and protruded outwards. A sensual sensation that Hui Tong couldn't understand made her breasts and lower body feel numb and tingly.
This sensual sensation was amplified as John's fingers began to caress her untouched vulva and tease the clitoris above, making her face even redder, and she unconsciously let out a moan.
"Ah...please, please don't...oh, why...my body feels so strange...ah...ah...ah...ah..."
"Ah, you're leaking vaginal fluid!" Ma Ke shouted exaggeratedly. "You look like a sweet little girl, how come you're so lewd?"
"Wh...what?...ah..."
John put his finger, which was covered in vaginal fluid, into his mouth to taste it.
"Hmm...a rich girl's fluid tastes especially good, and the smell is very mild, unlike those nauseating old whores!...You're leaking so much, you must masturbate often, right?"
"Masturbate...what's that?"
"Are you an idiot? Did you skip all your sex education classes at school?!" John shouted in surprise. "Let me, the doctor, teach you! Masturbation is using your fingers or other things to play with your genitals to get pleasure, understand?"
Hui Tong's cheeks flushed. She had once accidentally touched her genitals while reading a romance novel at night and felt pleasure. After that, she knew that touching a certain spot on her genitals with her fingers could give her a kind of pleasure.
However, she didn't know that this was called "masturbation," and being introverted and lacking close friends, she had never told anyone about it. Otherwise, she might have learned about masturbation from someone else!
"What a hopeless young lady, so ignorant! Then you probably don't know what sexual intercourse is either! Sexual intercourse means using this thing..." Marco then pulled his penis out of his pants! "...Insert it into your little hole down there, that will make you ten times more excited than masturbation!"
Hui Tong's expression immediately changed. She knew what "sexual intercourse" meant, but this was the first time she had ever seen an adult man's penis. She trembled with fear at Marco's enormous member: she knew how big her vagina was when she used sanitary napkins, and how could such a small hole possibly contain such a massive thing!
"As Eden instructed," the High Priest said. "John will perform this virginity-breaking ceremony!"
"Hehehe..."
John chuckled as he pulled down his pants. This was only natural. First, obtaining any girl's virginity was the ultimate romantic ideal for a man.
Moreover, the object of his deflowering was Kuang Huitong—the daughter of the Kuang Group's president, an absolute top beauty, and a saintly maiden embodying innocence, purity, fragility, and pitifulness. To personally destroy this saintly maiden's most precious first time, to inject his semen into that sacred place untouched by any outsider—what could be more joyful in this world?
Instead, Huitong stared wide-eyed at the man's naked lower body, her entire being gripped by terror.
(God! Great and almighty God! Save me!.....I pray devoutly every day without ceasing, please hear my prayers just once...Save Huitong!)
Her upper body was held tightly down by the others, her frail body like a lamb to the slaughter, utterly defenseless.
Seeing the lamb's fearful eyes and futile struggles only fueled the men's lust! John could no longer restrain himself, lifting his closed legs and spreading them apart, aiming his weapon at the opening, then thrusting his hips forward!
"Aaaaaah!!! Mommy!!"
A pain as if her body were being torn apart caused Huitong to scream in agony, oblivious to everything else.
"God! Save me!!"
"What are you doing calling for Mom and God! Just bear with it, it'll feel better soon!
" "But, it really hurts!! Ouch..." Hui Tong's eyes were tightly shut in pain, her face covered in sweat, and she couldn't stop crying.
There was some resistance ahead, but John charged forward again like a whirlwind!
"Aaaaaah!!!...I'm dead!"
Her hymen was gone, and his entire massive member was completely inside her. His little brother was completely enveloped in a very tight fleshy hole, and the walls of the hole were constantly contracting and writhing, further stimulating his glans to extreme excitement!
John looked down at the point of contact. The once tightly closed vulva was now gaping open, pitifully covered by a mixture of crimson blood and secretions.
"Is this the flesh cave of the Kuang family's daughter? It feels so good!"
The man began thrusting inside Hui Tong. Each movement stimulated the pain in her newly deflowered vagina, causing Hui Tong to scream in agony.
"Eee!...Ooh! It hurts! It hurts!...Don't move anymore!...Oh oh oh..." The
man continued his violent thrusting, watching the woman beneath him
bounce with each thrust. Her tender body was covered in sweat, and her head shook wildly, her hair disheveled. Her face, which had looked as if she were about to faint from anemia, was now shaking wildly, screaming and trembling. Her slender waist twisted more powerfully than any dance.
(Ouch...it hurts!...Why? Why did I have to encounter such a terrible thing?)
As John gradually approached his climax, his thrusts became more frequent and intense. Huitong felt as if her lower body was being torn apart and then ripped apart again and again. She wondered if she would be fucked to death?
At the moment he ejaculated, she lost consciousness.

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