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Twenty-seven years have passed, and I'm still a virgin.
That woman was very beautiful, and most importantly, she seemed very wealthy. I have a deep-seated hatred for rich people, and for that reason, I decided to make her my first woman.
I followed her down a street and noticed she was heading towards a park. This was a good opportunity, because in this cold weather, the park should be deserted.
Watching the woman's back, my heart skipped a beat. She looked so much like Qian'er. Thinking of this, I felt a pang of sadness, wondering how Qian'er was doing now. Another reason—I found my aversion to the rich had deepened.
By then, the woman had already turned into the park. Afraid of arousing her suspicion, I waited outside for a while before going in.
It was very cold, and the bare branches swayed in the night wind. I hid in a corner near the park entrance, peering around. I saw the woman standing quietly under a tree not far from me, gazing blankly into the distance, looking somewhat lost in thought.
I slowly walked towards her, the electrician's knife in hand, my breathing becoming rapid and labored; I could almost hear my own heart pounding. Yes, it was my first time doing something wrong, and I was nervous, but given the circumstances, I decided to harden my heart.
Just as I swallowed hard, about to strike, the park lights flashed, and a Ferrari pulled up at the entrance. Then the lights went out, and someone got out.
I quickly hid to avoid being seen.
In the darkness, judging from the man's silhouette, he was a burly man.
He walked towards the tree where the woman was, his steps firm and unwavering, revealing his composed demeanor.
The woman couldn't hold back any longer. She ran a few steps forward to the man, and seeing that he showed no remorse and looked completely at ease, she punched him twice in the chest and cursed, "You bastard, do you know how long I've been waiting here? What if something happens to me this late?" The man smiled slightly, pulled the woman into his arms, gently pinched her upturned nose, and said tenderly, "Silly girl, don't talk nonsense. You're perfectly fine. Tang Yu insisted on dragging me out for drinks, that's why I'm late. If he hadn't been drunk, I wouldn't be here now..." "Not yet." The woman pretended to struggle in the man's arms for a moment, then pressed her face against his chest and said, "You bastard, how could that fool have imagined our relationship?" She paused, sighed softly, and continued, "But Tang Yu seems to be sincere towards me. I was almost moved when he gave me the engagement ring today. Maybe we shouldn't treat him like this. Otherwise, I should just give the engagement ring back to him." I understood immediately. So it was about the adulterous couple. But that Tang Yu sounded familiar. Could it be the Tang family? Tang Yu, the third son of Tang Jiacheng, the chairman of the group,
saw the man startled and hurriedly said, "Don't do anything rash! We've finally gained the Tang family's trust; we can't let all our efforts go to waste. Although Tang Yu is just a nobody in the Tang family, he still shares the Tang surname. Having this connection will make things easier for me in the future." The woman snorted, dissatisfied, "I was just kidding. Look how nervous you are. Anyway, I think you value money much more than me. What will you do if I really fall for Tang Yu one day, all alone?" The man laughed and kissed the woman's cheek hard. "You've been my wife for a long time. Tang Yu is just a figurehead. The official marriage certificate still lists us as husband and wife..." I quietly left the park, thinking, "Damn, what kind of world is this? Rich people are all the same. But I'm not heartless enough. If I had acted sooner, I might have succeeded by now." I walked down a bustling street, the colorful neon lights reflecting on my face and body. Walking on such a street, you could feel the splendor of the night. I
wandered aimlessly, my steps faltering. Thinking of my sister, trapped in the tiger's den, and Qian'er, whose whereabouts were unknown, my heart ached as if being cut by a knife. Several prostitutes, seeing my face contorted with anger, dared not approach me.
"Don't go." A woman's voice sounded behind me.
I turned around, and a young girl suddenly threw herself into my arms, her scent mixed with alcohol wafting into my nostrils.
"Brother Ayu, please don't go. I can't live without you. I love you!" the woman said, hugging my neck.
I knew she had mistaken me for someone else, but it's understandable for a pretty drunk girl to act coquettishly.
Looking at the girl's slightly flushed face, I was captivated by her perfect beauty. I had to admit, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. A wicked thought arose within me—to take revenge on society. What better opportunity could there be?
The taxi driver who took me back to the basement clearly didn't understand my relationship with the girl. Fortunately, she hadn't woken up yet. If she had revealed in the car that she didn't know me, I really wouldn't know what to do. When we arrived, I took a wallet from her and used the money inside to pay the fare. Fei then carried her to the basement.
He took off her coat and placed her on the bed. She was clearly drunk, as she didn't wake up despite being carried like this. The girl's skin was delicate and smooth; a gentle pinch seemed to release moisture. Her exquisite features and perfect curves instantly aroused my animalistic desires. Perhaps if it weren't for this girl lying on the bed, I could still control myself. If she weren't so beautiful, my remaining humanity could keep me sober.
I tied the girl's hands and feet with electrical wire and began to undress her. At first, the girl just rolled over casually, but as her clothes were removed, large expanses of her fair skin came into direct contact with the cold basement air, and she finally woke up.
"W-what are you doing?" The girl tried to move but found her hands and feet bound, and could only ask in terror.
It was a done deal, wasn't it? Kids these days mature early; even elementary school students should understand this. I didn't answer her, nor did I stop what I was doing, and began to remove her bra, although I also felt sorry for the girl.
"Help! Help—" the girl cried out in panic.
Terrified, I covered her mouth and grabbed the sock I'd just taken off, stuffing it into her mouth. Although it was a basement, the soundproofing wasn't great; if anyone heard, I was finished. While I wasn't afraid of death at that moment, I wanted to use this worthless life to deal with Wan Shen and everyone who had wronged me. Hate them if you want.
With her mouth gagged, the girl could only look at me with pleading eyes. That pitiful, desperate look almost broke my defenses. For me, being a bad person was harder than being a good one. Finally, I hardened my heart, avoiding her eyes, and untied the bra that tightly bound her high breasts. Two perfectly shaped peaches appeared before my eyes. My heart pounded, even harder than it had been in the park. With trembling hands, I pulled down the girl's panties, and everything was revealed before me naturally. The girl's beautiful mystery was laid bare before me.
I took off my clothes and straddled the girl, kissing her breasts. But then I noticed tears streaming down her cheeks onto the pillow. I quickly turned away, focusing my attention on her body.
I didn't examine her body closely; I just wanted to finish quickly and end her suffering. So I untied the bindings on her feet, spread her legs, found a suitable spot, and gently inserted myself. The girl's body visibly convulsed, and she made a whimpering sound. This sound continued throughout my movements, making me anxious and unable to eat.
Perhaps due to my nervousness, I took a long time to finish, and the girl suffered even more. It took a long time to finally insert the object inside her. After I finished, I quickly withdrew the object, and at the same time, a trickle of blood mixed with semen flowed out.
I looked at the still sobbing girl, panting, feeling incredibly guilty. I sighed, and as if atoning, I untied the wires binding her hands and removed the sock from her mouth. The girl seemed stunned, staring motionless at the concrete ceiling of the basement, her eyes lifeless, as if she had lost the will to live. Helpless, I could only take a towel and help her dry off, then put her clothes back on piece by piece, and then rack my brains trying to figure out how to comfort her. I felt like the worst rapist in the world.
I whispered in the girl's ear for a long time, but she remained silent, as if dead. Frustrated, I decided to put on my clothes and leave, heading straight to settle accounts with Wan Shen.
I took one last look at the beautiful girl who had made me a man, then left the basement.
[The End]

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