I once worked for this unit

Ordinary office workers spend their days in front of computers and dealing with client emails; the computer is practically their best lover. I'm 32 years old, unmarried, and a junior manager at an electronics company. I'm 180cm tall, of average appearance, and earn a decent income. Two years ago, I had a girlfriend, but a woman's prime is always limited. When she was 27, she couldn't stand my restless personality and met another man eager to get married. They got married right away, leaving me heartbroken. That incident really hurt me for a while, but life goes on, and soon I returned to my happy single life. Actually, being single isn't so bad; it's just that I don't have a partner when I want to have sex. So my favorite weekend activity is going to Guanghua Shopping Mall to buy adult DVDs, especially SM and rap types, which easily arouse my impulses. When the mood strikes, I masturbate for fun, which doesn't bother anyone or harm my health, and life is quite relaxed and enjoyable. I also enjoy photography and the classic detective Conan. Once, I saw an advertisement in the newspaper for listening devices and hidden cameras, and in a moment of folly, I spent a sum of money to buy three sets of listening equipment. I used them a few times in the office, learned about the power struggles within the office, and understood that the key to survival is to stay out of trouble and not get involved in any faction. Two years ago, I used my year-end bonus to buy a Fuji digital camera. The resolution is decent, and sometimes I take nude photos of myself, laughing at my physique; life is quite enjoyable. Actually, today I want to talk about the most memorable and also the worst thing I've ever done in my life, a crime that is still ongoing. Last year, when I jumped from another company to this small firm as a junior manager, I had a headache dealing with a senior employee. Her name was Monidb (I'm using her English name to protect her privacy), she was 29 years old, 165 cm tall, with an oval face, straight hair of medium length, delicate eyes and long, thin eyebrows, fair skin, and a slightly slender figure. Her bust was probably between a B and a C cup. Although not large, it was very pleasing to the eye, especially considering her long, slender legs (why long legs? Because she rarely wore skirts below the knee, so I never had a chance to look up). She was the first person I was "stunned" by when I joined the company, but the subsequent power struggles and competition for positions really surprised me. It turned out she had joined the company right after graduation, and if it weren't for the company's preference for men over women, I would probably still be her subordinate. The manager also gave her special treatment (I don't know if there was any connection?), and after several painful internal struggles, I finally understood her special status, but I gradually developed a little jealousy. Her husband was a police officer, but whether it was because she was cursed to bring misfortune to her husbands or it was fate, he died in a car accident last year. She was used to being a domineering figure in the office and didn't have many close friends; everyone only offered polite condolences. After her husband's death, her voice suddenly disappeared from the office, and a layer of melancholy appeared on her face. I also lost someone to banter with. Although it was much easier to handle daily tasks in the department, it was also somewhat boring. Ironically, after her husband's death and my breakup with my girlfriend, I became interested in her. But by then, I had long since seen through the so-called love; what remained was a lustful pursuit. //880198.I noticed that she would always rest in the conference room for about 50 minutes after lunch every day. One day, taking advantage of the day with the most business trips in the office, after confirming that she was resting, I secretly took her purse and took out the keys (luckily there were only 5, not many). I secretly took them to a nearby key shop and made a set of the same keys. It only took me 20 minutes to get it done. When I came back and saw that the office was still empty, I put the keys back in their place and my heart, which had been pounding, felt much more relaxed. But when I thought about it carefully, it was really dangerous. If she had been seen, wouldn't I have been ruined? Just thinking about it made me break out in a cold sweat. As a result, I didn't dare to look at her at all until I left work. After returning home and carefully considering the situation, I devised a battle plan. Flipping through the newspaper's classified ads, I found advertisements for FM2, "Bird's Nest" (a new type of powerful sedative from Hong Kong, odorless, leaving a thin film on the water's surface after dissolving, resembling cooked bird's nest), aphrodisiacs, sedative pills, stun guns, and other drugs and items. Thanks to Lee Teng-hui's administration, the deteriorating security situation in Taiwan allowed me to freely purchase any items needed for crime—internal, external, topical, and injectable forms, everything was available. With everything in place except for the final push, I successfully executed my "Tianan" plan. Through investigation, I learned that she now lived alone; her parents lived in Tainan, her in-laws in Taichung, and after her husband's death, she had been living alone in Taipei in a quiet, somewhat remote new community. She had few friends and a very closed social circle. While she was at work, I took a day off and, using the address and phone number in the employee directory, successfully entered her home. Fortunately, there was no security guard or surveillance cameras downstairs, indicating that the watchdog service was quite ineffective. Upon arriving at her front door, I first called her home using my cell phone to confirm that no one was home. After confirming, I easily opened the door and entered, taking the first step towards success. Her house wasn't large, a two-family dwelling. Only the house opposite hers was occupied, but coincidentally, it was vacant and still for sale. The house was of moderate size, about 28 pings (approximately 16.3 square meters), with three bedrooms and two living rooms. To insulate against noise, it had double-glazed windows, creating an environment where no one could hear anything outside unless the noise was too loud. Upon entering the house, I didn't see any photos of her late husband, which lessened my guilt considerably. I first took out a bugging device and installed it in the telephones in the living room and master bedroom. I also installed hidden cameras in the kitchen, living room, bedroom, and bathroom. In this way, I had eyes and ears in key locations throughout the house, ensuring that no action escaped my notice. To monitor her every move, I bought a used van, equipped with a monitor and radio, and parked it where I could get a signal. This way, she was like a caged bird, completely under my control – the first step of the whole plan. Prologue: After two weeks of listening, I gradually grasped her daily routine. It turned out that after get off work, she attended English and computer classes (company-sponsored, so why not take them?). On weekends, she sometimes watched videos or rented shoujo manga, and did some aerobics at home. She had very few interests and little social life, meaning no one would notice if she didn't leave the house for a day or two; as long as she was on time for work, that was enough. One Friday night, while she was in class, I entered her house and poured "bird's nest" into a thermos. Since she usually drank a cup of hot tea before bed, this created my opportunity. After preparing, I hid in my little hideout, waiting for my prey to appear. After ten o'clock, my target appeared at the living room door. Watching her briskly walk into the bedroom to change, my lower body unconsciously became erect. Although I had seen the same action many times, and had seen nude scenes countless times, I was particularly excited today. I unconsciously started touching myself through my pants, recalling the various rape and whipping scenes in pornographic films, and my brain was involuntarily boiling. The scene shifted, and she walked into the bathroom. Monidb deftly picked up the showerhead and washed various parts of her body, as well as her dark pubic hair. Water droplets dripped down her pubic hair, vaguely revealing the mysterious slit in the middle. My hand moved faster and faster until my mind went blank. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I suddenly remembered my purpose for today. My rationality temporarily suppressed my lust, and I carefully searched for her position on the screen. Monidb was looking in the mirror, wrapped only in a bath towel, winking and applying skincare products. "Take good care of yourself!" "I think tonight will be quite lively. After finishing her facial, she immediately started applying lotion all over her body. No wonder her skin is so white; she has a habit of skincare. Watching her apply lotion, even to her vulva, and carefully caressing her labia, I noticed she was paying particular attention to that area. Her facial expression gradually became stranger, sometimes frowning, sometimes exhaling. It turned out she was... Her caresses became faster and faster, her lower lip biting her upper lip tightly, and she was panting heavily. Her other hand wasn't idle either, kneading her breasts, sometimes rotating them, sometimes squeezing them tightly. By this time, the bath towel had already fallen to the floor. I watched her raise her head and shake it as she quickened her movements. Sigh, even beautiful women masturbate." Before my sigh had even subsided, she seemed to have reached her climax. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, then she suddenly collapsed onto the vanity and began to cry. I wondered what she was crying about; it seemed she still needed a man to satisfy her. I don't know how long she cried, but she wiped away her tears, then grabbed a tissue to clean her disheveled lower body, and changed into her pajamas. Looks like she was going to sleep. Meanwhile, I was sweating profusely in the minivan outside, hoping she would quickly drink her tea and go to sleep, or I would suffocate. Finally, she picked up a cup, poured in some tea leaves, and brewed a cup of hot tea—a few seconds for me, but for centuries. After drinking it, she elegantly lay on the bed reading, but less than ten minutes later she started yawning repeatedly, the screen went black, and she turned off the light and went to sleep. Through the moonlight, watching the princess on the camera fall into a deep sleep, after 20 minutes, when the shadow in the moonlight stopped moving, I, fully equipped, turned off all the power in the car. Seeing that no one was around and all was quiet, I quickly ran into her building, tiptoed up to the fifth floor, opened the door, and slipped inside. II. First Taste of Sweetness. I gently closed the door behind me. The room was completely dark. Guided by the moonlight and the familiar layout, I tiptoed towards the room where Solomon's treasure was hidden. Tonight, at 32, I was going to lose my virginity again. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of my chest. It wasn't just nervousness; it was the first time I'd felt a criminal pleasure. I felt lightheaded, yet a burning excitement coursed through my body. Monidb's door was ajar. I pushed it open with a creak that nearly made my heart jump out of my chest. I felt weak and had to stand still. After a minute, seeing Monidb motionless on the bed, I grew bolder. I slowly approached her bedside, counting her regular breathing. It seemed the drug had taken effect, but I wasn't sure how much "bird's nest" she had consumed. I checked the water level in the thermos; the dose seemed small, probably only effective for one or two hours. So I took out the liquefied bird's nest from a hidden compartment in my waist bag. The amount was enough to keep her asleep for over 16 hours, and she wouldn't remember what happened when she woke up. Then I added the birth control pill, because although it wouldn't cause any major problems—it would just be a little bigger and come out in ten months at most—better safe than sorry. Then I gently approached Monidb, parted her rosy lips with my index finger and thumb, pried open her teeth, and inserted the tube into her esophagus, delivering the medication into her stomach drop by drop. Although it caused her to cough slightly, she lost consciousness after 30 minutes. Next, I proceeded to destroy the evidence, replacing all the hot water in the thermos with clean water to prevent her from drinking it again and falling into a second coma, thus arousing her suspicion. After everything was done, I showered using the same shower gel as her (to avoid leaving my scent after intercourse), cleaned the bathroom, and returned to the room, ready to get to know Monidb better. The room was filled with her usual C-Bride perfume, which aroused me. I took off my clothes, pulled back the covers, and squeezed into her bed. She was wearing Hello... Kitty's blue pajamas looked so cute, her full breasts rising and falling rhythmically, and she exuded a post-bath fragrance. I unconsciously became excited, my hands wandering over her body, especially her large breasts, which felt even more alluring through her clothes. My mouth wasn't idle either, kissing her from her forehead to her cheeks and earlobes, licking her white skin with my tongue.He reached down her neck and unbuttoned her clothes one by one. By this time, his penis was already hard, rubbing against her inner thighs. Finally, he simply stripped her naked, turned on the lamp, and admired her exposed body. In the dim light, her slightly red areolas highlighted her pink nipples, and her taut waist exuded the curves of a mature woman's body—perfectly proportioned. A woman's body matures after sexual experience; once the necessary development is complete, a voluptuous beauty naturally emerges. Next was her vulva. To get a clearer view of her vulva, he placed a pillow under her buttocks, elevating it for a better view. First, I took several close-up photos of her vulva with a digital camera. Then, I inserted my index finger into her vagina. Unexpectedly, my entire finger was covered in her vaginal fluid, making insertion and removal particularly smooth (I had just masturbated!). Next, I switched fingers and inserted my index finger into her anus. Her body twitched at the same time, but the drug was very strong, and she didn't wake up. However, she must have been feeling something even while unconscious, just like in a dream (but who was in whose dream?). I inserted my thumb into her vagina and made piston-like movements back and forth. Soon, I saw her cheeks gradually turn red and her nipples become erect. She must have been feeling something, right? To avoid overstimulating her, I pulled my finger out and cleaned it by inserting my index finger into her mouth. Then, I planned what to do tonight. At this point, Monidb was like an adult toy, at my mercy. First, I sat on her face, my anus facing her eyes. The feeling of her eyelashes brushing against my anus was indescribable. Then, I inserted my penis into her mouth, feeling the pleasure between her teeth. Her tongue moved unconsciously, which was more interesting than intentional sucking. Then I brought my mouth close to her vulva. First, my nose smelled the unique scent emanating from her, a salty smell of seawater mixed with an indescribable fragrance—a natural attraction between males and females. My tongue unconsciously licked her labia, as if kissing. Then I tried to penetrate her vagina with my tongue, while my penis thrust in and out of her mouth. Her tongue seemed to sense the external sensation, trying to pull my penis out, but it only gave me greater stimulation. Then I placed her on the bed, maintaining the same position, and accelerated the thrusting of my penis in her mouth… Then I breathed softly on her vulva. I want to share with everyone that breathing with your lips against a woman's labia is a very comfortable thing, but the premise is that you have to be clean to enjoy it, otherwise… experience it for yourself… After thrusting my penis in and out of her lips more than thirty times, I felt my penis getting harder and harder, my lower body gradually tightening, a feeling of impending storm rising in my lower body. "No!" With a sharp pull, he forcefully yanked the penis out of her mouth, then rushed to the bathroom to wash his genitals with cold water to calm himself down. Back in the room, he saw Monidb lying on the bed in a starfish position, her dark pubic hair gleaming eerily under the lamplight. Her labia, like dried plums after absorbing water, were moist and full, blooming open. Her regularly exercised body had no excess oil, especially her beautiful legs—any more or less would be too much.The woman was too thin; her breasts seemed unable to bear their own weight, like puddings, weakly tilting to the sides. With such a figure, coupled with her beautiful face and slightly parted lips, at that moment I felt like the happiest man, able to hunt such a beauty. If there is a god in this world, let us sing praises. There are plenty of opportunities to marvel, let's get to work! Third, rope rape. Next was fulfilling a long-held dream: binding a living woman with rope. Not knowing where to buy the elastic red rope from adult films, I had to make do with a scout rope. First, I started with her breasts, tying the rope around the bottom of her right breast, making it shaped like a bamboo shoot. Then I wrapped it around her neck and did the same with her left breast. Don't forget to put a cloth under her neck, otherwise she'll have a sore neck when she wakes up. After completing the task, looking at this amazing sight, I couldn't help but take a few more pictures to remember it. I had Monidb lean against me, facing the mirror, her hands hooked around the two ropes, shaking them. Her two swollen nipples swayed irregularly. On a whim, I lifted her right breast and bit and sucked hard, while my other hand played with her left breast. Watching Monidb's sleeping face, sometimes her brows would furrow slightly, perhaps from too much force, but her expression seemed one of ecstasy. Women, so often saying one thing and meaning another, leaving men guessing. Then I took a collar from my toolbox and put it around Monidb's neck, turned her over, and tied her hands behind her back. Next, I bent her knees and tied her calves and ankles to her hips, then connected them to her hands. If there were hooks on the ceiling, I could easily hoist her up and spin her, whipping her a few times—it would be incredibly fun. "What greater pleasure is there in life than binding a wanton woman with a whip?" That perfectly describes the moment. And so, a naked, unconscious, and bound beauty lay before me. My penis was already rock hard and throbbing, ready to enter her long-unvisited secret garden. I moved Monidb to the edge of the bed, letting her head droop along it. I pinched her cheeks with my right hand, causing her mouth to open automatically. I then thrust my penis into her mouth, pinching her nipples, which were swollen and red from the binding, using her breasts as leverage, and thrusting passionately into her mouth. Soon, I lay on top of Monidb in a 69 position, beginning to savor her genitals. I forcefully blew air into her vagina, enjoying the warm, moist air that naturally emanated from it. Sometimes I used all five fingers to alternately insert into her vagina and anus, thrusting forcefully; sometimes I slapped her breasts and licked every part of her body. The unbridled pleasure of ravaging her body without any legal consequences was indescribable. Soon after, while I was pressing down on the back of her head with one hand, squeezing her large breasts with the other, and constantly sucking on Monidb's labia, I ejaculated into her mouth. After ejaculating, I maintained this position for a while before pulling out my limp penis. I took a few photos to remember the moment, and then used my fingers to push the semen that had flowed out of her mouth back into it. After watching Monidb unconsciously swallow the semen, I put her back on the headboard, rested my head against her breasts, and thought about the next program... IV. When the jujubes ripen, "jujubes" remind me of the little gadgets in my toolbox. I once heard a friend who studies Traditional Chinese Medicine mention that before sex, dried dates are inserted into the woman's vagina. The dates absorb the vaginal fluids during intercourse, and are removed after the woman's orgasm. At this time, the dates, having absorbed the woman's yin energy, are plump. This is called "honey date," a Taoist health-preserving item. Generally, excessive sexual activity in men often leads to yin deficiency and yang excess, making them irritable, impatient, and prone to thirst. Eating honey dates can help adjust their constitution, achieving yin-yang balance for optimal health. Halfway through my thoughts, Monidb's breasts suddenly began to sway, waking me from my reverie. Getting up, I saw that her breasts were half-purple, and Monidb's brows were furrowed. It seemed she was uncomfortable from being bound for too long. I quickly untied her to let her move around a bit, so as not to wake her from my sweet dream. After untying her, I massaged her body to improve her blood circulation. Sigh, why work so hard on this human toy? Doesn't this scene look like a bull commercial? After giving him a massage, I got up to get some water. I turned on the tap in the kitchen, drank a bellyful of water, and then discovered that there were some bananas and small cucumbers for cooking in the kitchen. Haha, Monidb has company now! So I casually took a few back to Monidb's boudoir. Facing the human toy lying on the bed, I was at a loss and didn't know where to start. Let's put the dates in first. Making candied dates is one of my unfulfilled dreams. After taking the dates, already strung with thread, out of the tool bag, I spread Monidb's thighs as wide as possible and placed a pillow under her buttocks. At this point, her vulva and anus were fully exposed. I first separated her dark red labia majora with my fingers, and then neatly and orderly inserted the dates one by one into her tightly closed vagina. When I inserted the 15th date, Monidb's body trembled, and her vulva began to tighten. Perhaps it had passed through the cervix and entered the uterus? After inserting the last 25 dates into Monidb's body, I left a large piece of thread outside her vulva so that I could easily take out all 25 dates at once after I was done. After inserting the date, I noticed my penis was swollen again, the glans erect, like a purple turtle, twitching. Monidb looked very sleepy, though a few strands of hair fell across her cheeks, making her look somewhat weary. I lovingly brushed her hair aside with one hand, and with the other, I gripped my penis, simultaneously inserting my erect penis into her long-untouched vagina. As I inserted it, Monidb unconsciously shuddered, her lips tightly closed, seemingly satisfied by the intrusion after a long period of emptiness. At that moment, I felt myself being tightly enveloped by her hot and wet vagina. Her vagina, untouched for so long and never having given birth, was incredibly tight, as tight as a virgin's. I greedily licked her rosy lips and nipples, squeezing her large breasts forcefully with both hands. The entire room was filled with the "thud" and "thud" of my penis thrusting into her vagina. Then I inserted a cucumber into her anus. Due to the pressure of the foreign object, her vagina tightened even more, making it even more congested as I thrust. I constantly changed my insertion positions, sometimes inserting my fingers into her mouth and moving them around, sometimes clamping my penis between her breasts, letting her suckle the tip of my penis. I continued this intermittent thrusting, stopping and starting, feeling like I might ejaculate at any moment, then I inserted my penis back into her honeypot, tightly embracing Monidb's body, feeling her breasts deform under the pressure of my body, while simultaneously kissing her lips and exploring her tongue. My lower body thrust like a storm until my waist almost cramped, then I ejaculated into her honeypot. Exhausted, I collapsed onto Monidb, passionately licking her flushed cheeks and sucking on her earlobe. Half an hour later, I remembered my dates were ripe. I found the thread and carefully removed them one by one. The dates were plump and glistening, like a bunch of grapes. Unfortunately, they were stained with semen when I removed them, so I couldn't enjoy them immediately. I took them to the kitchen to wash them, then wrapped them in a plastic bag and put them in the refrigerator. Afterward, I rested for a while, holding my human-shaped toy—Monidb—and thought about my next move.

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