[A Step into the Past: Zhao Ni's Story] (Part 3)

(III)
As the assailant drew closer, his cold face, distorted by the four horizontal streaks of blood, became even more ferocious. He remained silent
, the heavy atmosphere intensifying the terror and extinguishing the joy in the bridal chamber. The bride, terrified, wanted to
scream, but her body was too weak; she felt cold sweat and goosebumps.
"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, help! Someone help! Waaah…" Her weak, sorrowful cries for help gradually turned into sobs
. She never imagined that her joyous first night would become a blood-soaked hell.
"Bang!" A blood-stained sword suddenly pierced beside Zhao Ping's head, causing Zhao Ni's delicate body to shudder violently
. In that instant, a soft dripping sound came from under the bed.
The bride trembled and turned her head to one side, unfortunately landing on her husband's bloodied head. The memory of her husband's cruel
decapitation, her own curled-up, pale body being stared at in humiliation, and the sight of her wetness between her open legs filled
Zhao Ni with unbearable shame, making her wish she could die immediately. But even with the bloodied blade beside her
, her slender white wrists were too weak to lift, let alone place them against her delicate neck.
"Ah! No…don't…" The trembling bride saw the assailant so close, his cold, hard male body
casting an evil shadow in the candlelight, his chilling, stern black eyes flashing with a cold light. Zhao Ni realized her
impending doom and tried to get up despite the pain between her legs, but quickly collapsed back onto the bed.
The assailant hadn't uttered a single word since entering the room. His unpredictable and eerie demeanor left the bride bewildered. The profound
stillness, coupled with the cruelty of his bloodstained face, made Zhao Ni feel as helpless as a sacrifice awaiting slaughter.
The assailant used his knees to spread open the newly widowed's snow-white, drooping thighs, staring intently at
the swollen entrance at the end of her thighs, still stained with red and white fluid.
"Zhao... I can give you money... No! Let me go... No... Ah..."
His demonic hands began to grope at her ankles, then gradually moved upwards, his thick fingers rubbing back and forth on the swollen petals
. Due to the slippery fluid, they quickly slid into Zhao Ni's body.
"Ah! No... Ah..." Her chest heaved with fear and terror, her tear-filled eyes
filled with helplessness and shame. A slight pain, like the gentle bite of a hungry wolf, quickly spread from her limbs, numbing her back, and then
shot straight to her brain. The bride cried out in agony. The thug's thick fingers moved lewdly back and forth
, cruelly prying open, manipulating, and closing her swollen, sensitive labia. Gradually, the movements resembled the thrusting of a penis, rubbing
against her wet, slippery flesh.
"No! Waaah..."
Newly married, her husband was already decapitated, and she was being violated by a stranger next to his head. Zhao
Ni felt as if she had fallen into an abyss from which she could not escape, a place of eternal damnation.
While the thug used his thick, broken fingers to pound into the depths of her vulva and flesh, he grabbed the terrified bride's hair
and twisted her towards him, coldly enjoying the pain on her face as she was relentlessly assaulted and violated.
Zhao Ni tried desperately to escape, but to no avail, only increasing the chances of contact with the demonic hand.
The lewd sounds of splattering and squelching filled the air. The bride's delicate body gradually heated up, and her body unusually accepted the
indecent assault that contradicted her inner feelings. Soon, Zhao Ni, clenching her teeth, was drenched in sweat, her flushed
breasts glistening with beads of perspiration, and her swollen vulva overflowing with a torrent of vaginal fluid, mingling with the red liquid and soaking the bed.
The bride sobbed helplessly, occasionally letting out a few unintentional moans, her glistening breasts and fair
waist trembling helplessly, filled with humiliation and shame. Although Zhao Ni wanted to escape the thug's cold, lewd gaze,
her hair was firmly gripped, and all she could do was close her eyes tightly. But closing her eyes only intensified the wanton
torment, her weak resistance gradually fading away.
Zhao Ni reluctantly opened her blurry eyes, but the bloodstains across the狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face before her seemed to
seep back into her, like her husband's blood, appearing drop by drop on her face. Terrified, Zhao
Ni closed her eyes again, but this only intensified the lewd thrusting.
Just as Zhao Ni's mind and body were beginning to crumble, the pressure suddenly eased. Startled and grief-stricken, Zhao Ni
opened her blurry eyes, her lips trembling. The thug had simply stood up, loosened his belt, and slowly pulled down his black
trousers.
"No...no...wait!"
Completely exhausted, Zhao Ni cried out in panic, tears streaming down her face once more. Her carefree
aristocratic life of over ten years had never witnessed such a drastic change. The bride had never imagined her perfect marriage could be shattered in an instant.
The humiliating rape was mercilessly imprinted in Zhao Ni's mind, shattering her innocent thoughts.
(Die...why didn't I think of that earlier...) After being violated for so long, Zhao Ni had
completely given up hope of rescue. She thought that rather than being humiliated by the thugs before her husband's head, it was better
to end her own life to avoid being raped.
Zhao Ni looked at her husband's bloodied head with tear-streaked eyes. Zhao Ping's eyes were wide open, his mouth agape, as if he couldn't
believe his fate.
(Husband...see you in the next life...) Zhao Ni stared intently at Zhao Ping, then with her last remaining strength, bit
her tongue...

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