[Flying Goose in the Dark] Chapter 5: Losing One's Virginity to a Monster in the Dark (Part 1)

Chapter Five: Losing Her Virginity to a Monster in the Dark (Part 1)

Ouyang Qingqing remained seated in the almost completely dark secret passage. It seemed only

her internal muscles and tissues obeyed her commands; the motor nerves were entirely unusable.

She was like a patient with total paralysis. She could still breathe, swallow food fed to her,

cough up water if it accidentally got into her trachea, and cough up or vomit if something was blocked in her throat. However, she

couldn't even move the first joint of one finger.

According to the "experience" in martial arts novels or movies, it seemed that young people with vigorous blood circulation

would regain their mobility after half an hour to an hour, or at most twelve hours, due to the body's own blood

circulation patterns. Since she currently had no

internal energy, trying to circulate her energy to open her acupoints was futile. She simply ignored it and waited for

the acupoints to release on their own.

But her ability to accept it and endure it didn't mean danger would avoid her. Cruel fate

would never let her go; she was forced to accept all its torments and silently endure the painful

ordeal.

Less than fifteen minutes after being knocked unconscious, from

the direction the boy who had immobilized her had left, came a faint clattering sound of a mechanism,

a rumbling sound like a stone door moving, and a scraping "clunk-clunk" sound.

Ouyang Qingqing tried hard not to imagine that it was the sound of a secret passage closing, but before she could even

mentally prepare herself, a

terrifying roar, capable of chilling anyone with a weak heart, came from the deep, dark depths of the other passage. This sound made Ouyang Qingqing

tremble ; even though she couldn't control her motor nerves, the trembling was merely

goosebumps and slight quivering of her skin.

The scream

was more real and terrifying than any horror movie or game she had ever seen or played in her previous life as an ordinary middle school boy on Earth. She had thought that after witnessing her parents' brutal deaths,

being transported to another world, and suffering immense misery, her mind and will had become strong and resilient. But this single,

unidentified scream terrified her, who was now delicate, weak, and completely unable to move. If it weren't

for all that she had endured, she would almost have cried.

But as the source of the scream seemed to be getting closer and closer, and she could

clearly hear the increasingly loud and clear breathing in the silent, dark passageway, she truly wanted to cry. She was

so terrified, so incredibly terrified, almost to the point of wanting to die.

The dark, confined space, her physical weakness and inability to move, the deprivation of sight and movement—all combined to create

a feeling of "imprisonment," a feeling of utter helplessness, where the fear within was

amplified infinitely. The terrifying roar was the prelude; the increasingly close breathing almost shattered the

last will to live.

Now, completely overwhelmed by unknown fear and the threat of danger, she had become a lonely, helpless

girl trapped in boundless terror. When the heavy, rough breathing reached her, the exhaled air hitting her face as she leaned against the stone wall of the secret chamber, she couldn't help but sob

softly .

Then, she felt something hard, like a human chin, press against her head, followed by two

icy arms, so cold they almost seemed like stone or metal, reaching under her armpits. She

was lifted up by these cold arms. Then, she sat on two equally cold thighs, even colder due to the larger contact

area .

These thighs seemed proportionally thicker than any man's thighs she had ever seen,

her round, pert buttocks resting completely on the crossed thighs. Before she could even

grasp what the cool thing was, she was laid flat on the stone slab of the secret passage, and then icy

lips kissed her ear.

Then, those lips, seemingly capable of chilling her to the bone, kissed her down the graceful lines of her neck

. Ouyang Qingqing's fear intensified. Although she could speak, she dared not

utter a sound , dared not ask, "Who are you?" or "What are you?" She felt that

even if she asked, she wouldn't get an answer, and what good would it do? She instinctively felt that if she got

an answer, she would only become more terrified.

She only cried softly, as if afraid of disturbing others, almost silently

, tears streaming down her temples, or rolling forward a little to her cheekbones before falling, occasionally

letting out a low sob.

A hand, as cold as her lips and arms, slipped inside her clothes, groping and kneading haphazardly. Her

clothes were tossed into disarray, and the icy fingers sent shivers down her spine. The ten

fingers roamed briefly over her ribs and abdomen before finding their way to her breasts. They grasped her

breasts gently, as if "holding" them, and placed a finger from each hand on Ouyang Qingqing's nipples.

This caused her, who had been silently weeping, to let out a soft gasp for the first time: "Ah~"

These jade-like, stone-like, incredibly cold fingers were surprisingly agile and skillful, seemingly adept

at teasing women. One finger gently pressed down, then lightly rubbed

around the nipple, which was already slightly erect from the cold contact with her skin. The other finger, with

nails that seemed far too long for an ordinary "person," flicked at her nipple, occasionally

pricking it lightly with the tip.

Ouyang Qingqing had no sexual experience in all three of her lives, past and present. Her only sexual

knowledge came from middle school health classes and the pornographic novels and

comics with explicit images that her classmates circulated. Occasionally, when she got up to pee at night, she would catch a glimpse of her parents having sex through the crack in the door, but she could only see their silhouettes in the moonlight, their

lower bodies covered by the blanket; she essentially saw nothing.

Therefore, she had absolutely no sexual experience, especially not with a woman's body that her former "him" had never experienced before, and a...

As a virgin, Ouyang Qingqing was utterly defenseless against any seductive advances directed at her. Even

a simple touch or flick was enough to make her cry out.

Hearing her scream, the "monster" seemingly hovering over her (

something colder than a corpse yet not quite a corpse, it seemed, should be called a monster) suddenly emitted a strange sound that was both laughter and crying, sending

chills down Ouyang Qingqing's spine and tightening every pore on her body. But what was truly terrifying was that the fear and its cold

contact triggered a reflexive reaction, making her nipples even harder.

It withdrew a hand from her already disheveled and tattered clothes, sliding down her waistline to

her buttocks. After pinching one of her buttocks, the hand lifted her buttocks

slightly , then

slipped between Qingqing's closed legs. The cold palm caressed her smooth thigh while gently spreading her leg apart.

The troublesome skirt was lifted, and two fingers, as if visible, didn't slide along her skin

but directly struck her delicate labia from the air, pressing down on the petals, spreading them

apart, then closing them again, then spreading them apart again. After a few times, they separated them and remained still, completely

exposing Qingqing's hidden opening and the small clitoris that had been teased by the monster.

A finger pressed on the clitoris, urgently and even somewhat roughly kneading it.

Ouyang Qingqing couldn't help but let out

a sound : "Eek~", followed by

continuous moans of "Hmm~ Hmm~ Hmm~" under the onslaught of the three fingers, sometimes sliding and sometimes kneading and pressing, even when biting her lip, she couldn't help but let out moans.

She was already crying, and now she was being played with so much that she cried and moaned at the same time, but what was originally sobbing

had become a wanton moaning sound like crying. Completely immobilized, she became even more sensitive, utterly

at the mercy of this monster.

The hand that had been teasing her nipples moved from her chest to her head, lifting it up, and then its lips pressed

against hers. Cool lips, even wetter than when it had kissed her neck, met hers, followed by its tongue. Already bewildered and confused by the

seemingly experienced and skilled monster , Ouyang Qingqing was startled when the tongue pierced her lips, forced its way through her teeth, and entered her mouth. 　　The tongue was unexpectedly narrow and long, and… it seemed folded! And forked at the tip! Its surface was covered in slippery mucus! Ouyang Qingqing instinctively tried to bite her teeth and close her mouth. But the agile, powerful tongue entangled her own, occasionally plunging deep into her throat, triggering a reflexive gag reflex, yet she couldn't vomit. 　　Its aggressive kisses and the entanglement of its tongues rendered Ouyang Qingqing incapable . She even forgot to breathe, her head beginning to spin. Moreover, the slime on the monster's tongue seemed problematic; as it clung to hers, it tasted slightly sweet, yet also a little sour. Then, with each kiss, her head spun in waves of dizziness, and a heat seemed to surge through her body. 　　Hallucinations began to appear before her eyes—multicolored, iridescent lights forming dazzling halos and patterns. She could barely breathe; she was sinking, succumbing…

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