Raped during travel

That happened when I was traveling alone. I've always enjoyed traveling by train with just a backpack, watching the different scenery outside the window and the people coming and going on the train. So, during the summer vacation, I asked my family for permission and packed my bag to go again. My parents are workaholics and rarely come home. I hate that so-called home that feels so lifeless, so on the night I got my travel money, I went to the sauna's rest area. This is my habit; I always stay here for a night before taking the train, simply because I like being surrounded by people. I guess that's the shadow my parents left me with. However, I really enjoy these days.
Just as I was getting bored and about to fall asleep, I heard the attendant say, "Mr. Yu, please rest here for a while." "
Thank you,"
came a deep, magnetic middle-aged man's voice.　　I frowned, clearly annoyed by his so-called "little sister" nickname. "Glad!"
he chuckled, then fiddled with the DV camera that had fallen to the ground. I was too lazy to reply. Hmph, just because she's pretty doesn't mean she can be so arrogant! I'll call my boyfriend out and make her feel inferior to death! The thought of my dearest boyfriend on top of me, doing push-ups while we were having sex made me want to laugh. I squeezed my legs together, rubbing my vulva, and drifted off to sleep again.
When I opened my eyes again, there were only a few people left in the lounge. My whole body ached as if it were falling apart, and my head felt like it was going to explode. Even more absurdly, my vagina was swollen and painful, just like after having sex with my boyfriend all night. Because I'd only lost my virginity less than a year ago, and my boyfriend's penis wasn't small, every time we had sex all night, it would hurt for a day or two. So now, every time we're together, I only allow him to have sex a maximum of twice a night. I struggled to sit up.
"What's wrong, little sister?"
I looked up at the man who had woken me up last night. He didn't look over 40. I couldn't very well call him "uncle," so I was thinking about what to call him when he placed his giant, warm hand on my forehead. "No fever. I guess I didn't sleep well last night because I woke you up."
He was very easygoing, and although I'm not a conservative girl, I felt a little flustered. I said "Oh" and got up to pack my things, my whole body aching and my movements were very awkward. He chuckled as he watched me. I blushed and turned my head away.
"Little girl, where are you going?" he asked, sitting on the bed. "Going to play." "Where are you going?
"
"I don't know yet." I pouted and looked at him. "Can you recommend a good place?"
So we exchanged phone numbers and went our separate ways.
I lay on my sleeper berth, too lazy to get up, but the pain in my lower body was something I couldn't ignore. What was wrong with me?
Just as I was lost in thought, the phone rang. I never had the habit of checking caller ID, so I picked up the phone and lazily said "Hello." A handsome man's hearty laughter came from the other end, "What's up, girl? Still sleepy?" His use of "still" gave me a slightly strange feeling, but I didn't pay much attention and continued in my lazy voice, "Yeah, I feel a little unwell." "Oh, where are you now?" "I don't know, I didn't notice. Anyway, I bought a full-journey ticket, so I'm not worried about missing my stop." "So where are you going?" "I don't know, I haven't decided yet. I'll know where I'm going after I get off the train." His hearty laughter came again from the other end of the line, "Girl, you know what? I'm most susceptible to the languid look and sound of women sleeping."
I was amused by his tone and laughed out loud. In over five hours, we talked on the phone no less than 20 times, for a total of over four hours. We talked about everything under the sun, including men and women, and sex. I've never been a woman who avoids topics about sex, and obviously, the young men pursuing me don't know that I dislike men younger than me—maybe I have a father complex. I think I'm starting to like him.
"Hey girl, would you want to have sex with me?" After asking me if I had a boyfriend and any sexual experience, he asked me this question very seriously.
"Hmm… if you were in front of me right now, maybe I'd have that urge," he laughed a few times, then said in an extremely serious voice, "Actually, we've already done it."
"Huh?" My mind was full of question marks. "Are you kidding me?" No one would believe that.
"You laced your Pepsi with drugs yesterday. I carried you into the room last night and did it all night, then
brought you out this morning. You don't feel anything now?"…
I stood there dumbfounded, completely disbelieving what he was saying. How could this be? Although my head was a little dizzy and my lower body was burning, how could this be? That bathhouse wasn't his property; he just took a grown woman away like that? And nobody cared? And why did he carry medicated soda with him? Was it premeditated?
"You have a black mole on your butt," his words exploded in my mind like a bomb! Although I'm not a girl who's faithful to sex, and I've fantasized countless times about what it would feel like to be raped, I still can't accept being raped by a stranger in a daze!
"You're fucking sick!" I angrily slammed the phone down, and it shattered on the floor with a "crack"!
Too lazy to look at the curious gazes, I lay on the bed and burst into tears! It was as if I wanted to pour out all the grievances I'd suffered since childhood. From my parents' lack of affection, to their separate families, to their never caring about me and only giving me enough pocket money, to all my boyfriends who, though they treated me like a star, only cared about my looks and not about true love. I wanted to pour out all the grievances!
Until I cried myself to sleep, I don't know how much time passed, I only know that when I opened my eyes again, it was completely dark outside.
A gentle phone ringtone sounded softly beside my pillow, as if afraid of startling me. I thought it was probably the person who lost their phone calling, so I answered. "Hello?"
"..." There was no sound on the other end. I held the silent phone for a long time, and just as I was about to hang up, his voice suddenly came through: "Hey, don't hang up."
I sat up abruptly! Was this a joke that went too far?! How could he be so perceptive?! Just as I was about to ask, he stood in front of me, phone in hand, with a mischievous smile.
Although I was angry, I felt even more love and joy! Tears streamed down my face.
He then sat beside me and told me in detail everything that had happened the previous night. He
also told me his story.
His name was Yu Yang, and he was the owner of a small to medium-sized enterprise. For many reasons, he had developed a strange illness: he couldn't get an erection when he was with a woman, only when he was with a sleeping woman. He also had a penchant for watching other men have sex with his women. Although he was troubled by this, he didn't have the courage to go to the hospital. The bathhouse I went to yesterday was owned by his childhood best friend, who actually funded it. He often went there to watch women sleep. Sometimes, the prostitutes would pretend to be asleep so he could have sex with them, but he could never get into it. So, sometimes he would give the prostitutes cola laced with sleeping pills. Last night, however, he was completely obsessed with the way I slept! While filming with a DV camera, his hands were shaking so badly that he accidentally dropped the camera. Then, as if possessed, he gave me the cola to drink. Seeing me drift off to sleep, he didn't hesitate and carried me into the room. He said that after ejaculating inside me for the fourth time, he had this feeling that he never wanted to let me go again! He called his friend, the bathhouse owner, over, solemnly announced this news, and asked his friend to have sex with me in front of him! Because he felt that his best friend should have sex with the woman he loved most, it would make him feel very comfortable and happy! His friend knew his strange desires and didn't refuse much, actually having sex with me in front of him—or rather, raping me. He recorded it all with a DV camera. After his repeated requests, his friend ejaculated twice before stopping. No wonder I woke up this morning
with aches , and my vagina was chapped and swollen. Although we exchanged phone numbers in the morning, he suddenly felt insecure after I left, so he dropped everything and secretly followed me until he couldn't hold back any longer.
He hugged me tightly and said, "Please don't leave me, okay? I really love you so much! Since I got this disease, you're the only girl I've ever loved! Although many people can't accept this kind of love, please believe me, everyone has their own way of loving! I only want you!" I felt tears dripping onto my neck.
Cool and refreshing…
This sudden love, and everything that had happened in the past two days, was hard for me to accept. Although my boyfriend, whom I met in a bar, had once cried and begged me to let him and his friends have sex with me, and I had readily agreed, but…
“Let’s get married,” he suddenly said, grabbing my shoulders and facing me.
“Huh?!” I stared, dumbfounded and startled.
A month later, I got married; the groom was Yu Yang. And I accepted his way of showing love. Heh, I have a perverted husband!
On our wedding night, he filmed me and his friend in the bathtub.
I lay naked on the bed, my head turned to one side, my long hair flowing behind me like a large fan, my legs slightly parted, and you could clearly see semen flowing from my body. My face was flushed; I have to admit, I looked quite beautiful at that moment (heh, just a little self-praise). The camera switched, and I saw a man next to me taking off his pants. “Gangzi, kiss her,” my husband instructed Gangzi from behind the camera. Gangzi, completely naked, stood with his hands on his hips, sighing heavily. His manhood was completely unresponsive, dangling between his legs like a limp sea cucumber, before he resignedly climbed onto me.
"Kiss her face," my husband kept instructing him from the side.
Gangzi looked a bit like Daniel Wu, not in his entirety, but just a slight resemblance in his eyes.
He pecked at my face like he was kissing a child, then the camera shook, followed by a heavy slap on his head. It seemed he'd been disciplined by the "director."
After gradually warming up, Gangzi, who was on top of me, began to feel something. His left hand roamed over my body, while his right hand grasped and squeezed my breasts, his tongue roaming between my lips and teeth. At this moment, Yu Yang took out a DV camera and circled the bed, taking close-ups of every part of us, 　　stopping
at Gangzi's rock-hard "commander."
Gangzi's penis pressed tightly against my vulva. Yu Yang reached out and pushed Gangzi's buttocks, and Gangzi obediently thrust forward. However, after several thrusts, he couldn't penetrate. Gangzi, burning with desire, smeared some of his saliva on his glans, gripped his "gun," aimed, and thrust forcefully. This time, it seemed to go in. Gangzi let out a pure male roar. My husband told me that because my vagina is very tight, they feel great when they enter and exit, especially at the very first moment. I'm quite confident about that. My boyfriend has said so. In the video, Gangzi is like a lion, charging at me!
The camera focuses on the point where Gangzi's penis and my vulva meet. You can see that each time Gangzi pulls out, my inner vagina is pulled out a little, and each time he enters, he puts in so much effort. In less than ten minutes, Gangzi trembled, let out a low growl, and collapsed beside me, while I remained motionless throughout. The camera focused on my slightly contracting vagina and the slowly flowing semen. Gangzi, though lying beside me, was kneading my breasts, seemingly unsatisfied. The DV camera shook violently, then was placed somewhere, and Yu Yang appeared on screen, also completely naked. He knelt beside the bed and kissed my lips, a kiss so earnest and devout, then used his hand, coated in Gangzi's semen,
to thrust .
After a while, Yu Yang stood up, picked me up, and placed me on something beside the bed—I couldn't see from the screen that my body was on it, but my legs were dangling downwards. Then Yu Yang picked up the DV camera and pointed it at me again; I was now placed on a high table, spread-eagled. The camera then focused on Gangzi, still lying on the bed.
"Ready rested, Gangzi?"
Gangzi jumped off the bed with a wicked grin. "What do you think?" he said, walking towards me with his still-erect penis. To be honest, his penis was much bigger than Yu Yang's. Gangzi pulled me further out, then tried to penetrate my anus with some semen from my vulva. Since I hadn't been penetrated before, he struggled, sweating profusely, but couldn't get in. Finally, he gave up, seemingly with a hint of resentment, and lifted my legs high before thrusting hard into my clitoris. I seemed uncomfortable, frowning and letting out a soft moan. This reaction seemed to arouse Yu Yang; his hand holding the DV camera trembled violently, and he shouted, "Fuck her, fuck this slut hard!" Because of the perfect angle of the high table, Gangzi seemed to have no trouble, thrusting for almost
half an hour without seeming to ejaculate. Yu Yang, seeing this, became increasingly aroused. He put the DV camera on something, grabbed his penis, and walked over, making Gangzi step back. Then he flipped me over, my legs spread wide, my body pressed against the table, my arms raised high, and began thrusting his penis in! Gangzi walked closer to my head, seemingly trying to shove his "cannon" into my mouth. This excited Yu Yang greatly, and his thrusting became faster. Within minutes, he convulsively climbed onto my back, and Gangzi immediately took over, continuing his actions. He ejaculated shortly after. Finally, I saw Yu Yang pick up the DV camera, and then the video disappeared.
I lay in my husband Yu Yang's arms. As if I had just finished watching a pornographic DVD, I tilted my head back to kiss him, while simultaneously reaching for his crotch. However, there was no reaction in his pants; he even turned his head away from my kiss. This left me with a slight sense of disappointment. Since he had drugged and raped me, we hadn't actually made love or kissed; we had been busy with our wedding preparations. But after watching the video, I felt a strong urge for sex, as evidenced by the dampness in my underwear.
Seeing my disappointment, he whispered in my ear, "Shall I call Yu Yang over?" "I don't want you to be asleep tonight!" I looked up at him in surprise. Was he testing me? I was a little confused.
But he hugged me tightly and said, "Tonight I want you! But I want to look at you even more!" Seeing his distressed expression, I softly murmured "Mmm."
Less than half an hour later, Gangzi was already standing in front of our new room. It seemed they had discussed this beforehand. Gangzi seemed a little lost in our room, which was covered with "double happiness" characters. Yu Yang let Gangzi into the room, then closed the door, leaving only a dim bedside lamp, and then sat down in a chair in the corner. You wouldn't notice him if you didn't look closely. Gangzi stood by our bed, scratching his head, not knowing how to start. Although I was also nervous, I also felt very excited. I knelt on the bed next to Gangzi and looked at him for a long time. Tonight I was wearing a sexy nightgown that my mother had bought for me for several thousand yuan. Although it wasn't transparent, you could still vaguely see my body underneath. Gangzi looked me up and down, and I could tell it was out of admiration for a woman!
I remembered the image of Gangzi gripping my "cannon" and fucking me, and now Gangzi was standing right in front of me. A wave of desire washed over me! I gently placed my hand on Gangzi's shoulder, brought my lips to his, but stopped there. Gangzi's heavy breaths blew on me, and I slowly extended my tongue, tracing circles on his lips. Gangzi started moving; he quickly unbuckled his belt and simultaneously thrust my lips into his mouth, his tongue frantically exploring! When he threw his clothes to the ground, he examined me from head to toe as if admiring a work of art. Then, he grasped my breasts tightly and kissed me again. He kissed me so tenderly, one hand
gently caressing my breast, the other roaming over my back. His movements gradually quickened, until finally, he seemed intent on tearing my pajamas apart, his hand gripping my vulva tightly, rubbing my clitoris through my underwear. That's my erogenous zone, so I tilted my head back and let out a soft "ah" in pleasure.
That soft moan sent Gangzi into a frenzy, as if he'd been injected with stimulants! I didn't even know how Gangzi had entered me! As I began to frantically match Gangzi's rhythm, my whole body screamed, reveling in the unparalleled pleasure. I moaned like a slut, and we exchanged positions. I can't express the pleasure I felt then in words. Meanwhile, my husband, Yu Yang, sat in the dimly lit corner, masturbating, also enjoying supreme bliss. As I knelt on our newlywed bed, my buttocks raised, gripping the sheets and convulsing with what felt like my umpteenth orgasm, Gangzi grabbed my hair and, after a frenzied series of thrusts, ejaculated hot semen into my body. We both cried out "Ah!" simultaneously, paused for a few seconds, and then collapsed onto the bed! Neither of us wanted to move an inch. Yu Yang in the corner let out a low "Mmm~~" and then fell silent, having probably ejaculated as well.
It felt like an eternity before I felt someone suddenly lift me up. I realized Gangzi was gone, and my husband was carrying me into a bathtub filled with warm water. He gently kissed my forehead and said, "Thank you, my wife." Like a
child receiving candy, I smiled and drifted off to sleep, completely exhausted. In my hazy state, I felt him massaging every part of my body like a loving father. When his hand wandered over my vulva, it touched my sensitive clitoris, causing a slight spasm. This made his hand linger around my clitoris. I don't know how much time passed, but I felt myself touching a soft bed again. I lazily rubbed myself to find a comfortable position to sleep. Suddenly, I felt a hand stroking my inner thighs. He moved me around, finally placing me on my back. By this time, I was fully awake, but knowing his interests, I didn't want to disturb him and continued to pretend to be asleep. He pulled his pillow over and placed it under my buttocks,
then pressed his fiery dragon against my vulva, making me incredibly excited. But before the tender waters of love could even flow, he thrust in with his saliva-covered dragon, and I almost cried out in pain. I gritted my teeth and only slightly furrowed my brow. My reaction seemed to satisfy Yu Yang; he moved quickly, muttering as he fucked me, "I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death, you slut! I'll fuck you to death, you whore! I'll fuck you to death, you shameless bastard! I'll fuck you to death! You motherfucker! You slut! I'll fuck you to death!!" With his low curses, my juices flowed uncontrollably! I never expected that I would actually like him doing this to me! I enjoyed it all with a blank expression, trying my best to hide my pleasure. He grabbed my breasts, slapped me lightly
a few times, and bit my nipples. He even flipped me over while fucking me, slapping my buttocks hard a few times! After slapping me a few more times, he ejaculated excitedly! Completely satisfied, he collapsed heavily beside me. Soon after, heavy breathing filled the air.
Dragging my aching body, I went to the bathroom, quickly washed up, and then fell asleep next to him. Will these two brothers always do it to me together from now on? After I slept...

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