Difficult times

Difficult Moment 1:
After a day of fierce fighting, Xia Qingyang finally won first place in the Demon God Cave Cultivation Qualifying Tournament. The competition was extremely brutal. Nearly a hundred people were confined to a closed room, fighting without rules. The last ten remaining were the victors, and the one who defeated the most opponents was the first place winner.
This kind of combat extremely tested one's courage, wisdom, and endurance. One had to be brave when fighting, swift when dodging, resolute when uniting, and ruthless when betraying—only then could one survive.
During the competition, Xia Qingyang was like a mad tiger, often fearlessly fighting against overwhelming odds. After several alliances were defeated by him, no one dared to challenge him; he was always seen chasing after others.
Xia Qingyang had also fought Gao Chen, but Gao Chen was indeed a strong opponent. Xia Qingyang felt he couldn't defeat him in a few moves, so he abandoned the idea of defeating him because he had to become the first place today—for that girl.
Although Xia Qingyang was impulsive, he wasn't reckless. When he first saw Leng Xue, he was amazed by her beauty and felt an extremely strong sense of familiarity. As Leng Xue walked past him, it was as if a thunderbolt had struck him. He saw the plum blossom-shaped red birthmark above her buttocks, and he knew he had found her.
Fourteen years ago, at the age of nine, he was in an orphanage, and a seven-year-old girl left an indelible mark on his heart. Life in the orphanage was cold, but that little girl, like the winter sun, warmed his soul. When he was beaten until his head bled, she tore off her clothes to bandage his wounds; when he was locked in the small attic of the orphanage, she brought him her own steamed buns; when he contracted typhoid fever and lay in bed for three days and three nights, she stayed by his side. In his childhood, he vowed to protect her for life and never let her be harmed. Later, they were taken away by different people, but as an adult, he returned to the orphanage but could not find her. However, he never gave up; he believed he would find her.
Xia Qingyang never imagined that their reunion after fourteen years would be in such a setting. The woman he had searched for so many years was being led around like livestock, treated as a slave for men to vent their lust. He wanted to rush over, to protect her, to fulfill the vow etched in his heart. But in the end, he restrained himself. This world was governed by strength and rules; he was just a lowly soldier in the Demonic Sect, and no one respected or obeyed him. Only by winning first place in the Demon God Cave training qualifying competition would he have the power to protect her. But when Gao Chen publicly insulted Leng Xue, he could no longer restrain himself and fought back.
After the winners were announced, Xia Qingyang, without even removing his blood-stained clothes, went to find Mei Ji and asked her to hand over the girl from yesterday. To his utter surprise, Mei Ji told him that the girl had already been sent to Qinglong.
Upon hearing this, Xia Qingyang's mind went blank. Ignoring everyone's advice, he rushed straight to Qinglong's residence.
In his living room, Qinglong sat on a large mahogany chair. Leng Xue, dressed in a deep purple low-cut evening gown, stood before him. Her long hair was styled in a bun, and she wore light makeup, possessing a dreamlike beauty. Qinglong admired her closely, increasingly convinced that she was the most exquisite beauty he had ever seen.
Yesterday, Qinglong had visited "Falling Phoenix Prison," where Jian Pingrou, with her round belly, had aroused him greatly. However, after only a few moments, he noticed bleeding from her vagina. He was terrified; if he had miscarried, Ananda would surely blame him. He quickly found a doctor, who, thankfully, said there was nothing serious. This ordeal had dampened his sexual desire.
But now, looking at Leng Xue, who was still fully clothed, he felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen.
"A rare beauty, and a virgin at that! So rare indeed! If I miss her, I'll regret it for the rest of my life!"
Qinglong thought to himself. At this moment, he felt boundless gratitude towards the Martial Saint, Mu Yun Qiubai.
As the training at the Demon God Cave was nearing its end, Martial Saint Mu Yunqiubai sent a message: "Take away the woman Xia Qingyang has taken a liking to. If Xia Qingyang comes looking for you, rape her in front of him, but do not kill Xia Qingyang or the woman."
Hearing the Martial Saint's instructions, Qinglong was completely bewildered, not understanding what was going on. This was ultimately a good thing, and Qinglong, without even finishing watching the competition, took Leng Xue to his residence. Along the way, Qinglong kept thinking about the Martial Saint's intentions, seemingly finding a clue, but unable to grasp the meaning.
This turn of events also surprised Leng Xue. Yesterday, Xia Qingyang fought for her sake, and she had developed a strange fondness for him. Moreover, like Xia Qingyang, she also felt a strange sense of closeness towards him.
Fourteen years had passed, and people had changed. They were both orphans who lost their parents at birth, and in the orphanage, they only had nicknames. Leng Xue liked snow, so she asked others to call her Xiao Xue (Little Snow), while Xia Qingyang said he was the sun, so Leng Xue called him Yang Gege (Brother Yang). Their current names were chosen by themselves, so when Leng Xue heard Xia Qingyang's name, she wouldn't think he was the Yang-gege who had protected her in the orphanage.
Having entered Luofeng Island, she was naturally prepared to be raped by men, but women are always particularly concerned about their first time, and Leng Xue was no exception. If Xia Qingyang was her first man, it would be a stroke of luck amidst misfortune; at least she wouldn't dislike him. Leng Xue had a strong premonition that he would definitely win first place in the competition, so that night was the most restful night's sleep she had had since arriving on the island.
The situation suddenly changed. When she was brought to Qinglong's residence, Leng Xue's heart sank. She knew of Qinglong's existence in the "Phoenix" database. His hands were stained with the blood of Phoenix warriors; he was a ruthless demon who devoured people without spitting out the bones. She was truly resentful that he had taken her virginity.
After carefully appreciating his beauty, Qinglong leisurely said, "You can start undressing now. Take off your socks first."
Leng Xue hesitated, then bent down, lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her long, slender legs. Her thighs were rounded, her ankles slender, their lines smooth and beautiful, inspiring endless fantasies. She lifted her skirt to her waist, unfastened the garter straps of her stockings attached to her panties, and pulled down her flesh-colored stockings.
"Wait, stop, stop."
Leng Xue had only pulled the stockings down to her knees when Qinglong waved his hand to stop her. Hearing this, Leng Xue, who was half-bent over, looked up at Qinglong in confusion.
"You took them off too quickly. Put them back on. Take them off slowly, little by little, bit by bit."
Qinglong said with a lewd smile, "What did Mei Ji teach you? Taking off your stockings is like rushing to catch a train. Are you in such a hurry to be fucked by a man?"
Leng Xue's pretty face turned even paler. According to the intelligence she had, Qinglong was extremely lustful and a perverted sex fiend. Falling into his hands would only lead to more humiliation. Her face remained expressionless, only a soft sigh escaped her lips. She put the stockings back on, fastened the garter straps, and then slowly unfastened them again.
“Yes, yes, slower, slower. Lift your legs a little higher, don’t squat down, just bend over.”
Qinglong kept pointing out Leng Xue’s movements. With her stockings removed, her beautiful legs shimmered like jade, and Qinglong’s gaze fell upon the deep cleavage revealed by her low-cut evening gown. He felt a little thirsty.
It took Leng Xue a long time to remove her stockings, then she stood quietly, waiting for Qinglong’s next instruction. She knew she would soon be standing naked before him. Although it wasn’t the first time she had been naked in front of a man, this time was different. Before, there was still hope, but today there would be no room for chance. Tomorrow, she would no longer be a pure girl; the mark of shame would be forever etched into her body.
Just as Qinglong was about to speak, a subordinate rushed in and reported, "Lord Qinglong, that person is here."
Qinglong was taken aback, thinking, "How could that old Martial Saint be so accurate?"
Although Xia Qingyang had won the Demon God Cave training competition, his status and position were worlds apart from Qinglong's. Although the Martial Saint had said that Xia Qingyang might come looking for him, Qinglong thought it unlikely, but he hadn't expected that the kid would actually come.
"Interesting, very interesting!"
Qinglong sneered, waving his hand to leave his subordinate. "What are you standing there for? Keep undressing!"
Qinglong said. Although he wasn't afraid of a greenhorn, hearing this news made him feel disgusted, as if he had swallowed a fly. A lowly member of the sect dared to come to his door demanding the woman he had his eye on; it would be disgraceful for him if word got out.
Leng Xue reached behind her back, unzipped her evening gown, and pulled the straps off her shoulders. With a swift movement, the purple gown slid down. Underneath, she wore nothing but a small pair of underwear. As the gown fell to her heels, her body was exposed to Qinglong.
Qinglong had seen Leng Xue naked before him at the Paradise, so this was the first time he had ever seen her naked. "Even the Creator would be amazed!"
Qinglong exclaimed. Her breasts were round and firm, full yet without sagging. Pink nipples stood erect atop her snow-capped peaks, like jewels or unopened flower buds, arousing boundless desire. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, her skin as smooth as silk. Qinglong tried desperately to find a flaw in her body, but to no avail; he recalled the women with the best figures he had ever slept with, including his own woman, Mei Ji, but none could compare.
Looking into Qinglong's beastly gaze, Leng Xue felt a surge of sorrow. Yes, Phoenix Warriors aren't afraid of sacrifice, but a young girl in the prime of her life always cherishes her virginity, even if she's a warrior. Venturing to Phoenix Island wasn't Phoenix's arrangement; it was her own idea.
Leng Aoshuang was four years older than her. After her birth, their parents died in a car accident. The sisters went to an orphanage, relying on each other for survival. When she was five, her older sister was forcibly taken away by a family, and she thought she would never see her again. Two years later, she was overjoyed to see her sister again. Leng Aoshuang had escaped from the family that had adopted her, walking thousands of miles, begging her way back to the orphanage. Leng Xue hugged her disheveled sister, who looked more like a beggar than a beggar herself, and wept bitterly. The two sisters vowed never to be separated again. Later, fate took a turn, and they both became members of Phoenix. Perhaps the two years of separation had deepened their sisterly bond beyond words.
Qinglong, burning with lust, pulled down his trousers, and a towering penis sprang forth between his legs.
“Let’s cool this off first, and see how much Mei Ji has taught you,”
Qinglong said. Leng Xue
didn’t hesitate at all, because there was nothing to hesitate about. Since she was standing here, this was something she was bound to experience, and besides, it wasn’t her first time giving a man a blowjob. Leng Xue slowly walked to Qinglong’s side, bent her knees, and prepared to squat down. Just as her legs were halfway bent, Qinglong suddenly leaned over and grabbed her breasts tightly with both hands.
“Your skin is so smooth, so elastic!”
Qinglong exclaimed. He grabbed a few, freed one hand, wrapped it around her neck, and began to kiss her. Qinglong’s tongue was powerful, quickly prying open her teeth and entering her mouth. Leng Xue wasn’t a novice when she was naked in front of a man; she had been touched and even given oral sex before, but kissing wasn’t part of Mei Ji’s training, so this was her first kiss.
The first time is always much more exciting. Leng Xue involuntarily reached out to push him away, but her hands lost their strength when they touched Qinglong’s body. She realized she couldn’t do that. Despite her resentment and helplessness, Leng Xue silently and even submissively allowed him to kiss her passionately, even though she felt a churning nausea in her chest and abdomen.
After a while, Qinglong finally released her. "Truly exquisite, a natural beauty!"
The kiss left a lingering fragrance on Qinglong's lips and teeth, more pleasurable than drinking the finest nectar. He clicked his tongue in praise, releasing his grip on her breasts.
Leng Xue felt a burning pain in her chest. Looking down, she saw ten red finger marks on her fair, jade-like breasts. The red mark on her right breast was deeper than the one on her left, because it had been gripped for longer.
Leng Xue sighed inwardly again and knelt before Qinglong. When her gaze fell upon Qinglong's penis, she was immediately startled. She hadn't looked at it properly when Qinglong revealed it earlier, but now she saw it clearly. In Hong Kong and on Luofeng Island, she had seen many men's penises, but the magnificent shaft before her was far larger than the largest she had ever seen. Its dark, glistening shaft was covered in worm-like bluish-purple veins, resembling a small dragon clinging to a giant dragon. The glans, the size of a goose egg, gleamed with a demonic red light.
Qinglong had once described his penis as "a hundred dragons vying for a pearl," which was somewhat apt. Qinglong was always very proud of his penis. Beneath him, no woman could help but weep and beg for mercy. Even the Phoenix Warriors, whose spirits and bodies were as hard as steel, would rather be raped by dozens of men all day than be defiled by Qinglong
even once. Suppressing her fear, Leng Xue extended her tongue and lightly licked the dragon's shaft. She couldn't judge whether her mouth could swallow such a massive object. Suddenly, the thought of this ugly thing entering her body sent chills down her spine, raising goosebumps on her smooth skin.
Humans are strange creatures; the mind often dictates the body. Leng Xue's flute-playing skills were mediocre, but her stunning, ethereal beauty and snow-capped, pristine aura, even with just a few light licks, ignited Qinglong's lust with unparalleled fervor.
"So good, fucking good!"
Qinglong suddenly gripped the base of his penis, then raised his dragon-like shaft high before slamming it down heavily. With a muffled "smack," his penis struck Leng Xue's left cheek. Before she could recover, he struck her right cheek again. Qinglong vented his lust in this way; the force of his penis was so great that each strike felt like a heavy slap to Leng Xue's face, her head swaying from side to side.
After more than ten strikes, Qinglong finally stopped. Leng Xue's hair was disheveled, a few strands hanging down; her cheeks were flushed red, as if painted with rouge; her right corner of her mouth was swollen and streaked with blood. But this did not diminish her beauty; on the contrary, the destruction made her possess an indescribable, poignant beauty.
Faced with a breathtakingly beautiful flower, a transcendent saint, or a rare gem, some would choose to cherish and protect it, while others would destroy, conquer, and shatter it. Undoubtedly, Qinglong belonged to the latter; only conquest brought him the greatest pleasure.
Leng Xue composed herself, a powerful sense of shame binding her like chains. She had been too naive in the past, believing that abandoning her chastity and being fearless would make her invincible. Now, though her chastity remained, her heart was bleeding and weeping.
"These hardships, this pain, sister must endure them, and so can I. Sister's suffering must be far greater than mine, unimaginable. Sister, if you are on this island, please guide me so I can find you, so we can leave this place alive, so we can never be separated again."
At this moment, only thinking of her sister, Leng Aoshuang, could Leng Xue find a sliver of warmth amidst the icy snow.
The penis, which had been lashing her like a storm, was now pressed against her lips. Leng Xue's keen observation revealed that the penis had increased in length and thickness by at least 20% after the beating, and the smaller dragons clinging to the giant dragon's body had also thickened considerably, seemingly ready to wriggle and crawl into her mouth.
"This must be its true form," Leng Xue thought to herself. No matter how much fear and disgust she felt, she was, after all, a strong Phoenix Warrior. She opened her mouth as wide as possible, barely managing to swallow the glans. The penis, which had just entered her mouth, suddenly thrust upwards with tremendous force, catching Leng Xue off guard and forcing her head back. "
It's powerful!" Leng Xue thought, straightening her back considerably.
"How come you only swallowed the head? What did Mei Ji teach you!" the Azure
Dragon said coldly.
Leng Xue straightened her back even more, breathing heavily through her nose, trying to open her mouth wider and lower her head so that the ugly, terrifying, and extremely foul-smelling thing could go even deeper into her mouth.
During her training on the island, oral sex was a key focus, and she had mastered some basic techniques. But those techniques were completely useless now. Other men's penises in her mouth had room to move; she could lick and suck them. But Qinglong's penis was stuffed so tightly that there was no space at all. Her tongue was pressed against her lower jaw, making even movement difficult, let alone any action. The glans was already against her throat, but a large part was still outside. She had tried her best and couldn't swallow any more.
At this moment, a commotion came from outside. "He's here faster than expected."
Qinglong knew it was Xia Qingyang. Thinking of this arrogant brat, he felt extremely displeased.
Unable to vent his anger, he suddenly grabbed Leng Xue's hair and yanked it hard, shoving his penis even deeper into her mouth, all the way down her throat. Some skilled blowjob players can achieve extreme deep throating, inserting their penises into the throat and esophagus, but this requires superb skill and the right angle. Qinglong's brute force was extremely dangerous. A wave
of intense pain and unbearable suffocation washed over Leng Xue. She couldn't break free from Qinglong's iron-like grip; her hands flailing wildly, her naked body trembling like a withered willow in the wind.
Qinglong was waiting, waiting for his men to bring Xia Qingyang over. His apprentice, Bu Zhan, was guarding the door; he believed Bu Zhan could handle the kid. Later, he'd have a good interrogation of the boy about what had gotten into him, and once he confessed and begged for mercy, he could enjoy the beauty before him. Although having another onlooker was a little awkward, he believed it wouldn't affect his mood too much.
But things didn't go as Qinglong expected. He saw Xia Qingyang rushing towards him. He was startled. That meant the kid had defeated Bu Zhan. So, the kid hadn't used his full strength in today's match; he'd misjudged him.
Xia Qingyang rushed into the hall, his steps faltering. He had given his all in today's match. Just now at the entrance, he'd barely won against Qinglong's powerful henchmen, trading his life for theirs. He was now utterly exhausted.
Xia Qingyang stopped, seeing her kneeling naked before Qinglong's crotch. Although he couldn't see her face, he saw the enormous penis thrust into her mouth, her face contorted in purple and blue, her delicate body trembling with immense pain… The pale red birthmark on Leng Xue's buttocks magnified in his eyes, blinding him like blood, igniting his rage. "I will protect you for life."
This promise made in childhood had reached a point where it needed to be fulfilled.
Section 4, Difficult Moment 2
Xia Qingyang took a deep breath, suppressing his surging anger, and called out, "Lord Qinglong!"
He knew that the high and mighty Qinglong was worlds apart from him. To sit on the throne of the Five Divine Generals, his martial arts must be extremely high. Even if he were to recuperate, he would still be no match for Qinglong. Now, saving her was the most important thing; personal honor, even his life, were insignificant.
Leng Xue recognized Xia Qingyang's voice. But at this moment, she was struggling against the pain and suffocation of the penis entering her throat, unable to think about why he had come.
"You still dare to call me 'Lord'!"
Qinglong sneered. "Considering you're the first place winner in today's competition, get out of here now, and I might spare your life!"
"Lord Qinglong, please allow me to take her with me. You can do whatever you want with me afterwards!"
Xia Qingyang said.
"No, absolutely not! What the hell are you, daring to speak to me like that!"
Qinglong pointed at Xia Qingyang and cursed. This outburst saved Leng Xue. He loosened his grip, and Leng Xue spat out the penis, coughing violently and gagging.
"I'm the winner of today's competition. She's my prize, she belongs to me. Although I'm just a nobody in the sect, I followed the rules. Lord Qinglong wouldn't bully a weakling, would he?"
Xia Qingyang felt slightly better seeing her spit out the penis.
"Hmph, rules! Bullshit! This world is about strength. That's right, you won the competition. You have plenty of women. Why are you fighting with me? What right do you have to fight me?"
Qinglong suppressed his anger, grabbing Leng Xue's hair and saying, "Who told you to spit it out? Keep licking it!"
He forcefully shoved his penis into her mouth again.
"Why is it him? Why would he fight against Qinglong for me! He shouldn't have seen me before. It's impossible for him to risk his life for me based on just one glance." Leng Xue tried to swallow the penis again, pondering.
At this moment, several of Qinglong's men entered the hall. Seeing the tense atmosphere, they stood on both sides, waiting for Qinglong's orders. Xia Qingyang didn't even glance at them. His fists were clenched, and a chilling killing intent filled the entire room. Killing intent is a sixth sense among masters, not directly proportional to martial arts skill. Under the assault of this killing intent, Qinglong also focused his energy to guard against Xia Qingyang's sudden attack.
But to Qinglong's surprise, Xia Qingyang, whose killing intent was at its peak, didn't attack. Instead, he suddenly knelt on one knee and looked at him, saying, "Lord Qinglong, if you agree to let me take her away today, Xia Qingyang will remember your great kindness. From now on, with just one word from you, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Hearing Xia Qingyang's words, Qinglong's face was uncertain. To be honest, if it weren't for the Martial Saint's arrangement, and if Leng Xue wasn't so amazing, he might have agreed. He saw Xia Qingyang's martial arts talent, and if he could recruit him, he would definitely be a powerful ally.
"Ha, ha, ha!" Qinglong laughed wildly, "What do you think you are? You're not even worthy of my attention! You're too arrogant!"
Xia Qingyang felt a wave of despair. He slowly stood up, his gaze burning even more fiercely. "What do I have to do for you to give her to me!"
Xia Qingyang said, each word distinct.
His tone carried a hint of threat, which enraged Qinglong even more. If the Martial Saint hadn't said he couldn't kill him, he would have already slain him. "Boy! Let me tell you, nothing you do today will matter. I'm going to have this woman!" With that, Qinglong grabbed Leng Xue's fragrant shoulders with both hands, lifting her naked body into the air. With a gentle push, she turned around, her back to Xia Qingyang. Then, Qinglong's two fingers brushed against her underpants, and her last covering fluttered up like a butterfly.
In mid-air, Leng Xue's calves were gripped by Qinglong. His arms outstretched, his long legs were almost stretched into a straight line, her white body plummeting rapidly. Below, a massive phallus, like a drawn sword, pierced towards her exposed vulva.
"Let her go!"
Xia Qingyang roared, pouncing like a tiger unleashed. He had entered the Demonic Sect at a young age and witnessed its atrocities. Though he disliked it, he hadn't interfered much, focusing instead on his martial arts training. But he was a true man; in his heart, oaths were more important than life itself. Before
Leng Xue's body had fully landed, Xia Qingyang was already upon her. He reached out, his fingertips barely touching her arm, when Qinglong delivered a simple, powerful kick—no fancy movements, but simple enough to create an irresistible force.
Normally, Xia Qingyang should have neutralized the attack before launching an offensive, but he didn't. He slightly turned his body, using the outside of his thigh to absorb Qinglong's kick, while his hand continued to reach forward, grabbing Leng Xue's arm.
"Oh," Qinglong was genuinely surprised; he hadn't expected Xia Qingyang to be so reckless from the start. He knew that one kick from Qinglong could easily break any part of Xia Qingyang's body. Qinglong kicked his leg, but it didn't break because Qinglong had only used a fraction of his strength. Although it was enough to cause injury, Xia Qingyang remained firmly in place.
"Let go!"
Xia Qingyang shouted. Leng Xue's upper body had already been pulled towards him, but her legs were still held by Qinglong, so he couldn't snatch her away. Xia Qingyang didn't dare use too much force, afraid of hurting her. He threw a punch at Qinglong's face with his free hand, hoping he would let go.
Now it was Qinglong's turn to choose. If he let go and neutralized the attack, Leng Xue would undoubtedly be taken from him. Although he believed he could quickly get her back, it would be a huge loss of face. He let out a soft shout, instantly raising his power to its full strength. He hadn't originally planned to use his full strength against this kid, but in just one exchange, his miscalculation had put him on the defensive.
Qinglong's face flushed with a fierce blue aura. He ducked slightly, avoiding a fatal blow to his face. Xia Qingyang's fist struck his forehead, and with a muffled thud, the fist was deflected by Qinglong's protective true energy. Immediately afterward, Qinglong channeled his true energy into Leng Xue's body. Her arm jerked violently, generating immense power that Xia Qingyang could no longer hold. Then, Qinglong's right leg shot out like lightning, kicking his opponent in the abdomen. Xia Qingyang rolled away like a ball.
The infusion of Qinglong's true energy into Leng Xue's body had an unexpected benefit: she had gained a clear understanding of the characteristics of Qinglong's true energy. In a duel between masters, victory or defeat hinges on a single thread; if one's secrets are revealed to the other, defeat is inevitable. Just now, when Xia Qingyang pulled her close, she leaned against him for a few seconds, and in that instant, the feeling of intimacy was incredibly strong; he was like an old friend she hadn't seen in years. Leng Xue searched her memory but couldn't recall ever seeing him before, so why was he so affectionate? Why would he risk his life to save her? These mysteries left Leng Xue puzzled.
Before she could think any further, Leng Xue was already unable to think; her body had already fallen, and Qinglong's penis thrust violently into the center of her vagina, like being stabbed hard with a wooden stick. She couldn't help but cry out. The pain itself was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.
The impact of the penis was immense, but it didn't penetrate her body. Deflowering a virgin is a long process, especially without any caresses, and with such a thick penis. The two thin, pink lips of her vulva desperately protect her pure sacred ground, though squeezed and deformed, they remain tightly joined, preventing the invasion of the enemy.
Xia Qingyang rolled several times on the ground, one hand on the ground, half-squatting, unable to stand up for a moment. Qinglong's men rushed forward to grab him, but Qinglong shooed them away.
"Boy, it's not too late to stop now. I can forgive your insolence!"
Qinglong said. Since he couldn't kill him, there was no point in making a mortal enemy of him. He was indeed a martial arts prodigy; with the Martial Saint's arrangement, he might be reused someday.
Xia Qingyang raised his head, his eyes wide with anger, staring directly at Qinglong. His fingertips still retained the feeling of gliding over cold, snowy skin; it was a little cold. He remembered how her hands and feet were always icy cold when she was little. In the coldest winter, he would let her hands slip inside his clothes, warming them with his burning chest. Just now, he had held her in his arms, and he had smelled a faint, sweet fragrance—a fragrance that had haunted his dreams countless times.
Fourteen years—a long time. He hadn't expected her to grow up to be so beautiful, radiating a purity that could cleanse the soul, enough to make him give up everything for her. And now, she was naked, her body exposed to all men, a huge, ugly weapon attacking her, defiling the goddess in his heart.
Xia Qingyang could no longer endure it. Without a word, he roared like a wild beast. He charged at Qinglong again like a leopard, but with a muffled thud, he was kicked and rolled away, even further, almost to the entrance of the hall. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth; he had suffered a serious internal injury.
Xia Qingyang knew his mind was in turmoil, and given the vast difference in martial arts between him and Qinglong, a brute-force fight would have no chance of snatching Leng Xue from his arms. He needed to calm down to find an opportunity. But how could he remain calm while watching Leng Xue being humiliated?
Seeing that he couldn't get up immediately, Qinglong lowered Leng Xue, who was suspended in mid-air, and let her sit against him. Qinglong parted her legs, one arm around her, the other reaching towards her private parts.
"I say, kid, this woman may be top-notch, but is she worth risking your life for? There are plenty of women in the world. I can have Mei Ji find you a few. They might not be as good as her, but they won't be too far off."
As Qinglong spoke, he used his fingers to part her pale pink labia, groping for her small clitoris, and gently teasing it. "Damn it, it's so dry, there's no lubrication at all. How can I do it?"
Xia Qingyang lashed out for the third time, but this time Qinglong had one hand free and easily knocked Xia Qingyang down. Qinglong continued to fondle her private parts. He was highly skilled in this art, and under his caresses, Leng Xue's vulva gradually became wet, and her clitoris slowly swelled with blood. This was merely a physiological reaction, unrelated to lust.
Watching Xia Qingyang defeat her time and again, Leng Xue's heart felt like it was being seized. His martial arts were far inferior to Qinglong's; he had absolutely no chance. Although she desperately hoped he would take her away, reality told her the possibility was zero. At this moment, she wanted him to leave immediately. On one hand, she didn't want him to be hurt again; on the other hand, for some reason, being raped by Qinglong in front of him would make her feel even worse. Leng Xue looked at Xia Qingyang, who was beginning to vomit blood, hoping he would understand her meaning.
"Why are you staring at that kid? Is it because he's handsome and you want to mess with him?"
Qinglong said angrily. "I've been messing with you for so long, and you haven't reacted at all! Have you forgotten what Meiji taught you? Show me some skills! If I don't satisfy you, I'll throw you into the snake pit to feed the snakes!"
Leng Xue was horrified. Xia Qingyang's arrival to snatch her today was extremely unusual and could easily arouse Qinglong's suspicion. Besides, even if she wasn't suspected, it would be too unworthy to be killed for no reason. Although she wasn't afraid of death, she wanted to die with value.
Thinking of this, Leng Xue showed a terrified expression and turned her head away from Xia Qingyang. She reached out and grasped Qinglong's penis, stroking it up and down. With his caresses, Leng Xue began to moan softly. She tried to imagine that the person embracing her wasn't Qinglong, but her prince charming from her dreams.
During her training on the island, she had also aroused herself in the same way. While the Prince Charming's face had been blurry before, it was still blurry now, but Leng Xue felt it vaguely resembled Xia Qingyang.
Listening to Leng Xue's ecstatic moans, watching the blush rise on her pale cheeks, the small nipples hardening on her high, white breasts, and feeling the increased lubrication from her private parts, Qinglong's lust burned even brighter. He inserted his finger into her vagina.
Leng Xue's slender waist and soft, snowy buttocks swayed gently, the tender flesh inside her vagina gripping Qinglong's finger tightly, opening and closing as if trying to squeeze it out, yet also trying to draw it deeper.
The moment her vagina was penetrated, it was like a bucket of ice water instantly extinguishing Leng Xue's meager desire, pulling her from her Prince Charming dream back to harsh reality. But she was no ordinary person; extraordinary people can do extraordinary things.
She cleared her mind of distractions, banishing Qinglong and Xia Qingyang from her thoughts, and continued to dream of her Prince Charming.
Leng Xue had already made up her mind. Since Qinglong had taken a liking to her, she would try her best to win his favor, and ideally, replace Mei Ji's position, which would make things much easier. Of course, she knew that winning Qinglong's favor temporarily was easy, but gaining his trust was extremely difficult and could not be accomplished overnight.
Leng Xue's performance greatly pleased Qinglong. Now, even without the Martial Saint's orders, he would not let go of the beauty before him. More and more honey-like fluids flowed out, and her soft, hairy private parts glistened like morning dew. Her soft moans and the way her fair, soft body writhed like a water snake, like a young girl aroused by spring. But for some reason, Xia Qingyang seemed to sense her extreme sorrow, a despair as if falling into an abyss that overwhelmed him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. ... Ximen Jingyun and Chi Fengqin arrived in Hong Kong the next day and met with Sheng Hongyu, Shui Ling, and Yan Lanyin. Ximen Jingyun was short, with an oval face, fair skin, and a delicate, quiet appearance. She wore black-rimmed glasses, looking like a recent college graduate. Shui Ling had heard Sheng Hongyu mention that she was the third-in-command of the Extreme Angels, and Shui Ling found it hard to believe that this frail girl could be so capable. Chi Fengqin, on the other hand, seemed much more formidable. She had short brown hair, blue eyes, and a high nose, suggesting she was of mixed Chinese and American descent. Her movements were efficient, and Shui Ling believed she had undergone rigorous training, making her a formidable opponent in both firearms and hand-to-hand combat. Of course, both women were just as beautiful as Shui Ling and the others, each possessing their own unique charm. If the five of them walked down the street together, they would undoubtedly turn heads.
After listening to Sheng Hongyu's report, Ximen Jingyun asked, "Can you find out where Gao Yun and Fu Shaomin are being held?"
Sheng Hongyu looked at Shui Ling, who replied, "The Black Dragon Society has many secret bases in Hong Kong. We can roughly determine their location, but we can't be absolutely certain."
Her intelligence came from Cheng Xuanyin, who had been operating in Hong Kong for many years and had a considerable intelligence network. "However, that place is heavily guarded, and I don't think a direct assault would be very successful," Shui Ling added.
"Even if it's a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, we have to try," Ximen Jingyun said decisively.
"Alright!"
Seeing Ximen Jingyun's determination, Shui Ling was also filled with fervor. She understood her; when Shu Yiping was imprisoned in Indonesia, she had rushed there without regard for her own life. Shui Ling turned to Yan Lanyin and asked, "Lanyin, are you going?"
Yan Lanyin was her good sister with whom she had shared life and death, but they hadn't seen each other much lately. She had wanted to ask about her recent situation, but hadn't had the chance.
"Yes," Yan Lanyin nodded emphatically. Her heart was burning with excitement at being able to fight alongside Shui Ling and the others; yet, her heart was also cold. She was afraid the phone would suddenly ring, and if it was Li Quan, how would she answer? Fortunately, Li Quan didn't call that day. Although Yan Lanyin's body and soul had succumbed to the devil, her conscience remained, and she didn't proactively tell Li Quan about the plan.
In the early hours of the morning, the five arrived at the Black Dragon Society's secret base, a courtyard composed of several villas, completely dark without a single light.
"Wait a moment, let me take a look first," Ximen Jingyun crouched down and disappeared into the darkness. Everyone waited a long time before she returned.
"There are four at the main gate, Fengqin, you take care of them; the two sentries on the right, Hongyu, go; there are two on the left, Shuiling, you go. Lanyin, you stay with me, be mobile. Remember, no guns, or you'll alert the people inside," Ximen Jingyun succinctly outlined the tactical arrangements, then added, "Shuiling, when you approach the enemy, I'll immobilize them for a very short time, and they won't shout, but you only get one chance. Let Lanyin stay with you, it'll be safer that way."
Shuiling knew the Extreme Angels possessed such a unique talent, but this time Ximen Jingyun was controlling eight people at once, her ability far surpassing Gao Yun's. Ximen Jingyun's arrangement slightly displeased her; Chi Fengqin was to deal with four people, while she and Yan Lanyin were only to deal with one each, a slight underestimation of her abilities. All five
of them had received special training and successfully infiltrated the enemy's ranks. In the darkness, Ximen Jingyun emerged from the shadows, stood at the villa's main entrance, and waved to signal the start of the operation. Yan Lanyin thought to herself, "This is bad! If we reveal ourselves like this, the enemy will discover us immediately." But strangely, all the guards were stunned and didn't utter a sound.
Of course, the group wouldn't let this fleeting opportunity slip by. They drew their daggers and slit the enemy's throat. Shui Ling and Yan Lanyin were fighting alongside the Extreme Angels for the first time, and they were amazed by the results. No wonder the Extreme Angels were the nemesis of criminals worldwide; their abilities were even more miraculous than ancient martial arts.
Chi Fengqin forced the last guard to reveal the location where Gao Yun and Fu Shaomin were imprisoned. The group's spirits lifted; Shui Ling's information was quite accurate, and they had finally found their whereabouts.
After dealing with the guards leading to the basement, the group arrived at the cell door. Chi Fengqin, wielding two pistols, kicked open the door. They saw Gao Yun and Fu Shaomin completely naked, their hands and feet bound, surrounded by seven or eight men who were raping them.
Chi Fengqin's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and her pistols flashed. Amidst screams, people fell to the ground, shot. The others opened fire simultaneously. Under this sudden, overwhelming attack, the Black Dragon Society's elite had no chance to resist.
Today, guarding the cells were Ren Yuantian, the leader of the Earthly Fiend Hall, and Liao Hai, the leader of the Purple Flag Hall. Ding Fei had temporarily left to report to Mo Zhentian. At the sound of gunfire, Ren Yuantian reacted the fastest, immediately hiding behind Fu Shaomin. He saw Liao Hai shot and fall to the ground; there were few survivors left in the room. He was terrified. He had taken this job, hoping to enjoy himself with two beautiful women, but instead, he was facing certain death. Although he was skilled in martial arts, even the best martial arts couldn't withstand bullets.
In this life-or-death moment, he threw Fu Shaomin aside with all his might, then quickly grabbed Gao Yun to shield himself, and charged forward. If he could break through their ranks, not only would there be a glimmer of hope, but he could also use his martial arts to perhaps capture them both.
Seeing Fu Shaomin tumbling towards her, Chi Fengqin threw down her twin pistols and caught her body with both hands. However, this throw was infused with Ren Yuantian's inner strength, and Chi Fengqin staggered backward, knocking down Shui Ling and Sheng Hongyu beside her.
Ren Yuantian was overjoyed. As long as he charged into their midst and used Gao Yun as a weapon, they would be hesitant to fire, greatly increasing his chances of victory. Yan Lanyin, standing in the back row, was not knocked down, but seeing Ren Yuantian charging at high speed, she couldn't fire. She wasn't confident she could hit Ren Yuantian without injuring Gao Yun.
"Hmph!" Ximen Jingyun shouted softly, drawing a silver pistol from her waist with almost magical speed. She took a step forward and pulled the trigger.
Ren Yuantian died, and even in death, he didn't understand how he died. He had clearly charged into their midst, clearly seized the initiative, but in that instant, his mind went blank—a blank of memory, of time, of even space. Then he saw a small silver spear pressed against the center of his forehead. Why had this spear suddenly appeared before his head? This was the only thought that crossed his mind before he died. In the next instant, everything went dark. He could no longer hear the gunshot, for he was dead.
Ximen Jingyun was also somewhat moved. She hadn't wanted to kill Ren Yuantian so quickly; she still wanted to extract some information from him. But when she pressed the spear against his head, she found she could no longer control him, so she had no choice but to fire.
With her abilities, a full-force mental attack on a person could immobilize them for ten seconds, but she couldn't do that with him. He would likely regain his mobility in just over a second.
After the rise of the Demonic Sect, the Extreme Angels had clashed with the Demonic Sect many times, gaining some understanding of ancient martial arts, but also suffering heavy losses as a result. Therefore, Bai Wuxia had warned all the Extreme Angels that they must be cautious when encountering opponents with ancient martial arts skills, and must keep their distance. They must never engage in close combat and should use modern firearms to resolve the battle.
Chi Fengqin staggered back several steps, only managing to stand firm against the wall. The immense force from Fu Shaomin felt like a sledgehammer slamming into her chest, almost causing her to vomit blood. Since joining the Extreme Angels, she had never fought anyone with ancient martial arts skills. She had always been very confident in her fighting techniques, but her opponent's single throw had nearly injured her. She began to believe Bai Wuxia's words.
"Jingyun, Fengqin, you're here!"
Gao Yun shouted, her excitement beyond words. In the past day and night, she had been gang-raped dozens of times; the hellish experience made even the incredibly strong-willed Gao Yun want to cry.
"We're saved! We're saved!"
Fu Shaomin, freed from his restraints, jumped up from the ground, grabbed Gao Yun, and shouted and jumped, then hugged her tightly, tears glistening in his eyes.
Gao Yun gently stroked her hair and said softly, "It's alright, it's alright, don't cry, it's all over, don't cry."
Shui Ling picked up two men's clothes from the side and gently draped them over their bodies, her heart filled with joy.
A commotion arose outside. Xi Men Jingyun calmly said, "There are still enemies outside, we have to break out."
"Give me a gun!" Gao Yun put on the ill-fitting clothes and kicked Ren Yuantian's corpse hard. After Ding Fei left, this was the man who devised all sorts of ways to humiliate them.
"He deserved to die!"
Yan Lanyin added a kick from the side. The happiest person tonight, besides Gao Yun and Fu Shaomin, was her. Ren Yuantian had raped her at the Silver Moon Pavilion. He loved to use his long fingernails to dig into her private parts, causing her unbearable pain. Seeing him now, naked and beaten to death like a wild dog, Yan Lanyin felt extremely happy.
Seven women descended the mountain like tigers, their eyes burning with rage. Gunfire illuminated their beautiful faces, and bullets of vengeance tore through the darkness, a symphony of death resounding in the night sky.
Ximen Jingyun was the calmest in the battle. She rarely fired, but whenever a shot was fired, an enemy would inevitably fall, and that fallen enemy always posed a significant threat. Because of her, the group was able to fight their way out unscathed amidst the hail of bullets.
In this battle, the Black Dragon Society suffered over forty elite casualties. ... Hmm, I'll just post it once it's finished. Revising is tedious, and one revision is enough. In this section, Leng Xue's humiliation continues, but it will be a while before she loses her virginity, which might affect everyone's reading mood, but there's nothing I can do about it. The Hong Kong plot has finally picked up. Since I wasn't very interested in the humiliation of Gao Yun and Fu Shaomin, I skipped it. The main focus was on the power of the Extreme Angels, who immediately defeated the Black Dragon Society. I emphasized the character of Ximen Jingyun, changing the previous characters who were all perfect beauties. She's not tall, quiet, and looks like a college student. I think it's not good to have a thousand faces and one person.

Section 4, Difficult Moments 3
When Xia Qingyang was knocked down for the fifth time, Qinglong was convinced that he would never get up again, and the beauty in his arms was already in a state of lust.
"It's time," Qinglong thought to himself. He lifted Leng Xue's delicate body and made her kneel on top of him. "Come on," Qinglong said, not wanting to use brute force, but rather to let her willingly offer her virginity, which would be more pleasurable.
His thick penis pressed against the entrance of her flower cave, and Leng Xue's body rapidly changed. At this moment, it was incredibly difficult for her to forget everything and immerse herself in fantasy. She steadied herself, closed her legs, leaned down, and grasped Qinglong's burning hot penis with her slender hands, then slowly lowered her body. Her hands trembled, her legs trembled, her body trembled, and her heart was filled with unprecedented tension.
Although afraid, Leng Xue did not hesitate. She had tried very hard to let that huge thing enter her body, but she could not succeed. Her private parts were very wet, but the penis was too huge, especially the glans, which was comparable to a goose egg. How could a virgin who had never experienced sex, a girl with extremely little sexual skill, possibly do this?
The soft, tender flesh of her private parts aroused Qinglong's desire. "Let me help you!" Unable to restrain himself, Qinglong reached out and gripped her buttocks tightly, forcefully pressing her body downwards. Qinglong's strength was immense; after a fraction of a second of stalemate, his egg-sized glans finally emerged from Leng Xue's body, stretching her untouched vagina to its limit.
Ah! Leng Xue couldn't help but scream. A throbbing, aching pain surged through her like a tidal wave; the leaden humiliation shattered her dreams, banishing all notions of a prince charming and the burning desire within her. She
watched helplessly as Qinglong's penis penetrated her body, the erection between her snow-white thighs transforming into a hideous demon, devouring the saintly woman in her heart and rekindling her extinguished power. He staggered to his feet, blood dripping from his mouth and nose, but he resolutely moved towards Qinglong step by step.
As soon as he entered Leng Xue's honeyed orifice, Qinglong's glans was tightly gripped by the tender vaginal walls, like thousands of tiny tongues licking his glans. "The man is top-notch, and I didn't expect this little hole to be top-notch too," Qinglong thought to himself. He wanted to penetrate deeper when he saw Xia Qingyang stand up. "
What a damn disappointment! This kid is like an unkillable cockroach!" Qinglong thought to himself. Xia Qingyang had lost all his previous murderous intent. Qinglong, convinced he was at his limit, waited for him to approach so he could deliver the final blow and send him back to his old spot.
Leng Xue had her eyes closed, waiting for Qinglong to strike again. She had completely given up hope of preserving her virginity and instead longed for the blade to fall quickly. But after a while, Qinglong didn't exert any force; in fact, his grip on her loosened slightly. She couldn't help but turn her head and saw Xia Qingyang, covered in blood, walking towards her. He was willing to risk his life for her; Leng Xue was utterly shocked. "
Are you crazy?! Get out of here! What are you anyway? Compared to you, Lord Qinglong, you're nothing!"
Leng Xue suddenly shouted. She knew she should remain silent now, that she shouldn't say such things, as it would arouse suspicion. But she couldn't bear to see him die for her; she only hoped he would leave quickly.
Xia Qingyang was taken aback by her words, then a faint smile appeared on his lips. Leng Xue felt he saw through her thoughts; her heart felt as if something had seized it, and an indescribable sorrow welled up in her chest. Leng Xue turned her head back, afraid that her tears would fall uncontrollably. She gritted her teeth, and with all her might, sat down abruptly. She wanted to lose her virginity before Xia Qingyang arrived; perhaps he would give up and risk his life to save her.
Although she didn't know if it would work, she was going to try.
This time, Leng Xue made no sound; she didn't want to provoke him. With this full-force sit-down, his huge penis pierced her half a finger's length. Leng Xue felt the penis pressing against her hymen, but it hadn't pierced it yet. Once she made up her mind to do something, she wouldn't hesitate for a moment. "Farewell, my precious virginity," Leng Xue took a deep breath, enduring the excruciating pain that felt like her body was being torn apart, gathering her strength, and preparing to squat down again.
At that moment, Xia Qingyang moved. On his way here, he had thought a lot, even wondering if it was worth it. When he heard Leng Xue tell him to get lost, he smiled. Only she could think of someone else while suffering such pain. Although Xia Qingyang knew she hadn't recognized him, he firmly believed it was worth giving his life for her. At that very moment, he completely calmed down, his entire being, his heart, as still as a deep well.
Xia Qingyang moved with lightning speed. Qinglong was surprised by his speed, and seeing that his attack was aimed at Leng Xue's exposed face, he smiled coldly, raising his hand to parry and strike him down again. But
then, a dramatic turn of events occurred. Xia Qingyang's attack on Qinglong's face suddenly shifted, grabbing Leng Xue's shoulders. Qinglong's parry missed, and his strike to Xia Qingyang halted, knowing that even if it hit him, Leng Xue would be dragged away and into his arms—something he couldn't allow.
Qinglong's hand flipped, preparing to grab Leng Xue's slender waist. He was certain that Xia Qingyang wouldn't pull hard to avoid injuring her. At that moment, a gust of wind swept towards his groin, and Qinglong realized he'd been tricked; Xia Qingyang's true target was his most vulnerable genitals. Despite his panic, Qinglong remained calm and kicked out at him, judging that he could land the kick sooner and neutralize the attack.
In a flash, Xia Qingyang bent his leg; instead of attacking with his foot, he used his knee. This unexpected move not only dodged Qinglong's counterattack but also used a more powerful part of his body to inflict greater damage.
Qinglong was hit, letting out a scream as he and his chair were kicked back several feet. If the two were evenly matched, this kick would have been fatal, but Qinglong had strong internal energy protecting him, so the kick didn't cause him much harm. Even so, he couldn't sit still, jumping up and rubbing his testicles and penis while crying out in pain.
Xia Qingyang placed Leng Xue on his back, unbuckled his belt, wrapped it around their bodies, and tied it tightly. "
It'll hurt a little, bear with it, I'll take you away!" "Having said that, he strode towards the gate with his chest puffed out. The hard leather belt tightened painfully around Leng Xue, but she felt an immense warmth, like the winter sun or a hot spring in the snow, melting away her despair. But soon, a deeper chill crept in; Qinglong wouldn't let them leave, and he would suffer an even worse fate.
Qinglong's men, who were guarding the gate, were still in a daze. They had come here to watch a sensual and exciting show, but in the blink of an eye, Xia Qingyang had actually snatched the woman and even beaten Qinglong until he howled. Seeing Xia Qingyang carrying Leng Xue and striding towards them, remembering Qinglong's earlier orders not to attack, they were at a loss for what to do. '
Grab him! Don't let the brat get away!' Qinglong hadn't recovered yet. Hearing this, the four men standing at the gate attacked Xia Qingyang simultaneously. These four were all quite skilled; if Xia Qingyang hadn't been injured and wasn't carrying Leng Xue, he might have been able to hold his own, but now, exhausted, he was no match for them."
Xia Qingyang didn't give up. He parried and blocked, pushing his potential to the limit. He was no longer relying on his own skill, but entirely on his accurate prediction of his enemy's moves to barely hold on. Even so, he was still hit repeatedly. During the fight, Xia Qingyang always tried his best to prevent Leng Xue from being harmed. Amidst the barrage of punches and kicks, she was hardly hit at all.
A powerful gust of wind came from behind. Leng Xue knew that Qinglong had finally made his move. She wanted to shout "Watch out!" but she swallowed the words with difficulty. Xia Qingyang turned around sharply, hoping to block the attack, but how could he withstand Qinglong's palm strike in his rage?
Blood gushed from his mouth like arrows as he collapsed. In his final moments, he mustered his last strength to roll over, trying to prevent Leng Xue from being crushed. Qinglong's men pounced, pulling his hands off his belt and freeing Leng Xue from his body. He was then tightly bound.
Qinglong's men proceeded to beat Xia Qingyang mercilessly, leaving him bruised and battered beyond recognition. Fortunately, Qinglong remembered the Martial Saint's words; otherwise, Xia Qingyang would have been beaten to death.
"Strip that brat naked and tie him to that chair!" Qinglong roared, his face grim.
He checked his own penis; it was a little sore, but nothing serious. Remembering the kick he'd just received, he flew into a rage again. As soon as Xia Qingyang was tied up, he kicked him in the groin. Luckily, he hadn't used his full strength, or his penis would have been smashed to a pulp. Xia Qingyang was a tough guy; although he was sweating profusely from the pain, he didn't utter a sound. Leng Xue saw everything, but what could she do? Nothing. She turned her head away, unable to bear witnessing what was happening.
The kick had made Qinglong's erect penis somewhat limp. His anger temporarily overwhelmed his desire. He pointed at Xia Qingyang's penis and said to Leng Xue, "Get that brat hard, let him have some fun too." Despite her reluctance, Leng Xue had no choice but to comply. She walked to Xia Qingyang's side, grasped his still-erect penis in one hand, and lowered her head, pressing her red lips against his swollen and mangled mouth.
As she had said earlier, this action was inappropriate at this moment; the most direct way to make a penis erect was through oral sex, which was also Qinglong's intention. However, Leng Xue wanted to give him a kiss. Knowing Qinglong's personality, offending him like this would surely lead to certain death. All she could do was hope to leave him with a beautiful memory in his final moments.
Their eyes met, their lips and tongues pressed together, but before they could even savor the sensation of the kiss, Qinglong shouted from the side, "Who told you to kiss him? Give him a blowjob, oral sex!" “I’m sorry,” Leng Xue’s lips left Xia Qingyang’s. The kiss, though a little strange, didn’t arouse much suspicion from Qinglong. With just that light kiss, the penis in Leng Xue’s hand began to swell at an astonishing speed, becoming very erect by the time Leng Xue knelt before him.
Xia Qingyang looked at Leng Xue embarrassedly. He could control his emotions, his thoughts, but he couldn’t control his primal desires. He didn’t want his penis to become erect, because it was Qinglong’s way of humiliating him, but that light kiss, that grasp, had already ignited his lust. “
It gets hard so quickly, no wonder you came to steal my woman!” Qinglong laughed loudly, and his men echoed his laughter.
Leng Xue ignored their chaotic laughter. She composed herself and gently took Xia Qingyang’s burning hot penis into her mouth. His penis was a size smaller than Qinglong’s, but it was still considered large among the men Leng Xue had ever seen. Leng Xue recalled the techniques Mei Ji had taught her, and focused on licking and sucking, hoping to bring him some pleasure—it was the only thing she could do.
In just a minute or two, Xia Qingyang, who hadn't uttered a sound even after being brutally beaten, began to groan softly. The pleasure Leng Xue brought him was immense. At this moment, he forgot everything, completely engulfed by the surging tide of desire. He wasn't inexperienced with women; although he had never raped one, he had experienced casual sexual encounters several times.
He remembered every woman he slept with saying he was amazing, with a thick and large penis, capable of lasting an hour or two with plenty of energy. But today, just a minute or two had brought him to the peak of desire. His penis swelled again in Leng Xue's mouth, trembling rhythmically and violently. Leng Xue, experienced, knew he was about to climax. She took his penis even deeper into her mouth, her soft tongue tightly entwining the trembling shaft. She wasn't using her tongue, but her heart to melt the penis into her body, into her soul.
Thick semen forcefully slammed into her throat, but she didn't feel the intense nausea and vomiting she usually did. She let the semen flow down her throat and into her body.
Qinglong was still looking at his penis and didn't notice that Xia Qingyang had already ejaculated. Leng Xue continued to lightly lick the still-erect penis with the tip of her tongue, "I hope this moment of pleasure can last a little longer!" A fire seemed to be burning in her heart, unnoticed by herself and everyone else in the room. Her private parts were even wetter than when Qinglong had caressed her earlier.
Qinglong finally noticed the milky white liquid seeping from the corner of Leng Xue's mouth. "That kid came?" Qinglong asked. Leng Xue nodded, a bit of the penis still in her mouth. "Ugh, who told you to let him come so quickly! Spit it out!" Qinglong felt a little nauseous thinking about having to kiss her little mouth again later, with Xia Qingyang's semen inside. "
Take her to wash up, then take her to my room!" "Qinglong said. Two subordinates led Leng Xue to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, ostensibly to bathe Leng Xue, they actually continued to molest her. Leng Xue mechanically allowed the two men with green eyes to do as they pleased.
Halfway through the bath, Mei Ji walked in, looking at her with hostile eyes. Leng Xue feigned a pitiful appearance and softly called out, "Master Mei." Mei Ji ignored her and coldly said to the two subordinates, "Hurry up and wash!" Urged on by Mei Ji, Qinglong's two henchmen quickened their pace, leading Leng Xue into another room. Upon entering, Leng Xue was surprised to see Xia Qingyang still there, tied to the chair, his mouth gagged.
Mei Ji, bare-breasted and wearing only black leather shorts, stood beside Xia Qingyang. She leaned down, stroking his penis. Leng Xue noticed his penis and testicles were swollen, indicating Qinglong had kicked him several times.
Despite Mei Ji's skillful caressing, Xia Qingyang's penis showed no reaction, remaining stiff and lifeless.
"I told you you couldn't do it, couldn't get his dick hard!" Qinglong, also completely naked, sat cross-legged on a large bed, his penis erect. "
You were kicked so hard earlier, I think you damaged it," Mei Ji scolded. "
I think this kid's dick is still usable. If you don't believe me, let her try it," Qinglong gestured for Leng Xue to go over.
"Stop using your mouth, use your hands, or if that doesn't work, use your breasts! You have to get his cock hard!"
Qinglong said.
Xia Qingyang wasn't surprised to see Leng Xue enter; Qinglong was determined to humiliate him completely and would definitely rape her in front of him. He was filled with helplessness and resentment; he was powerless to protect her.
After showering, Leng Xue washed away her makeup, her long, wet hair hanging down on either side of her breasts. She was like a saint descending from a snow-capped mountain, exuding a holy aura. Under Leng Xue's gentle caresses, Xia Qingyang's penis came alive again, standing tall and erect once more.
"Good, that's enough. Let that kid watch a good show!" "Qinglong's lust surged. Lengxue and Meiji went to Qinglong's bed together. Meiji took off her leather pants and knelt down on one side of Qinglong, sticking out her round buttocks like a female dog, licking his huge penis. The arrogant and domineering Meiji, who had been high and mighty during their training, revealed her lewd nature.
Lengxue knelt down on the other side of Qinglong in the same posture, serving him like Meiji. Meiji was her biggest rival in winning Qinglong's favor; only by surpassing her could she hope to replace her. The two licked the same..." With their faces almost touching, Leng Xue felt Mei Ji's hateful gaze occasionally, but she pretended not to notice.
Qinglong's hands roamed over their voluptuous and alluring bodies. He explored their vulvas; Mei Ji was already soaked, her juices flowing freely, while Leng Xue's was dry, not even her clitoris swollen. "Mei Ji, you work on her, make her wet," Qinglong said. "
Okay," Mei Ji replied, crawling over to Leng Xue, making her lie on her back on the bed, then pressing down on her and beginning to kiss her. From her lips, neck, breasts, lower abdomen, all the way to her vulva. Mei Ji focused on caressing her vulva; her technique was superior to Qinglong's, and waves of unbearable tingling sensations spread throughout her body.
Leng Xue tried hard to get herself into the mood; she knew that without igniting the fire of desire, the huge penis would be difficult to penetrate her body. If Qinglong forced his way in, it would cause great harm to her body, and she would not be able to please him.
For some reason, Leng Xue couldn't help but steal glances at Xia Qingyang out of the corner of her eye. Seeing his angry, desperate, self-reproachful, and heartbroken expression, her desire was instantly extinguished. Only when Mei Ji turned around completely, her legs clamped around Leng Xue's head, blocking her view, did Leng Xue's heart finally calm down a little.
Seeing that the caresses weren't working well, Mei Ji changed her methods, stimulating her private parts more intensely. "
Let's warm up first!" Qinglong leaped up, coming behind Mei Ji, his massive member thrusting straight into her honeypot. "Ah—" Mei Ji let out a loud groan, her snow-white buttocks swaying from side to side. Even with her extensive experience in sex, she couldn't allow Qinglong's massive member to penetrate all the way in at once.
Leng Xue's face was between Mei Ji's thighs, at an incredibly close distance, she finally saw clearly what was happening between the man and woman. She couldn't help but think that soon that thing would enter her body, and a chill ran down her spine again.
Mei Ji's buttocks swayed wildly, finally swallowing Qinglong's entire member. The penis was quickly pulled out and then thrust in again. The two naked bodies collided with a crisp sound. Mei Ji's moans rose eight decibels, her hands gripping Leng Xue's thighs tightly, her nails digging into her flesh.
With each thrust, Mei Ji's juices splashed, like a fine drizzle on her face, and the increasingly rapid "splattering" sounds made it difficult for Leng Xue, even with her eyes closed, to concentrate. "
That's enough, it's time to do her," Qinglong said, pulling his penis out of Mei Ji's vagina. Mei Ji pulled Leng Xue up, letting her lean against her, then lifted her buttocks high, opening her secret place to welcome Qinglong's penetration.
Qinglong touched her secret place; it wasn't nearly as wet as it had been in the hall, but he couldn't wait any longer. He parted her pink labia with his fingers and forcefully thrust his penis inside.
The glans forced its way into the tender opening, and as soon as it entered, Leng Xue cried out in pain. All her mental energy was focused on resisting the physical and mental anguish; she could no longer think about pleasing Qinglong, nor about the White Horse King. Because of the tension of being penetrated for the first time, her muscles were as hard as rocks, her legs were stretched taut like scissors, even her toes were pointed straight.
Mei Ji watched, a cold smile on her face. With her experience, she knew how difficult and painful Qinglong's forced entry would be in this position.
"Hey, don't stick your legs out so straight, I can't get in like that. Bend your legs and spread them apart." Qinglong, showing some tenderness, didn't force his way in.
Leng Xue tried to bend her legs, but they seemed to have a mind of their own. She struggled to bend them halfway before her right leg felt like it had been struck by lightning. "My leg cramped!" Leng Xue reached out to rub her leg, but Mei Ji held her tightly, preventing her from moving.
"A cramp is nothing serious, it won't kill you," Mei Ji said sarcastically. Qinglong didn't move, instead watching Leng Xue's pained expression and trembling legs with amusement. To him, not forcing his penis in was already the greatest mercy. Conquering a beauty like the Snow Maiden required making her suffer.
Normally, a leg cramp would heal quickly with a rub. But Qinglong and Mei Ji let her struggle in pain, not even pulling out their already partially inserted penis, and even wantonly rubbing her breasts. After about two or three minutes, the cramps subsided, and Leng Xue slowly bent her legs again, trying to spread them into an M shape.
This position was correct, allowing her vagina to dilate to its maximum extent, but the penetration of Qinglong's penis was still difficult. After some effort, amidst Leng Xue's painful groans, the penis was inserted more than half a finger's length. Qinglong saw that it had reached a certain depth, so he pulled his penis out slightly, then thrust again, using the force of each impact to slowly push deeper.
Section 4, The Difficult Moment 4
Xia Qingyang witnessed all of this and let out an angry cry of grief, but apart from Leng Xue feeling heartbroken, no one paid him any attention.
Leng Xue did not close her eyes again. She watched the penis slowly enter her body, and she said to herself, "No matter how great the suffering, no matter how deep the pain, I must face it bravely. One day, this revenge will be repaid with Qinglong's life!" Qinglong felt that he had reached her hymen. He roared and thrust forcefully, cruelly taking away a young girl's most precious virginity amidst Leng Xue's most piercing groans. The phoenix is reborn in flames, while the Phoenix Warrior, writhing in agony beneath the Azure Dragon, endures the fires of hell. Her body and soul are sinking into an abyss; will she ever see the dawn's first light?
The Azure Dragon's penis plunges deep inside, their bodies pressed tightly together. He roars with ecstasy, his hands squeezing her full breasts until they are deformed. After a few frenzied thrusts, he abruptly pulls his penis from her vagina, dripping with bright red virgin blood. Everyone is stunned.
The Azure Dragon is excited to possess a virgin with the face of an angel and the spirit of a saint; Leng Xue is heartbroken at the sight of her own blood; Xia Qingyang's hatred is etched deep into his bones; Mei Ji feels not only jealousy but also intense unease.
In an instant, the still-bleeding penis re-enters her body, and the Azure Dragon begins to pound her trembling form with frenzied force. With each thrust, Leng Xue screams, the penis like a sharp blade slicing through her body; like a heavy bomb shattering her heart. She was like a delicate flower, mercilessly crushed bit by bit. Her heart was bleeding, her chest felt like it was blocked by something, and a tear, as clear as morning dew, dripped from her beautiful eyes. Leng Xue knew she was crying, knew she was shedding tears, but she didn't control it, letting the tears continue to flow.
In this storm of emotions, Leng Xue still maintained the deepest clarity in her heart. She knew that crying was a natural reaction, and would even evoke his pity. At the same time, she needed to use this catharsis to release the pain and humiliation in her heart. If she suppressed it, she wouldn't be able to keep a clear head. She hoped that she could feel sexual desire under Qinglong's rape, so that the man would have the greatest pleasure. This was what Mei Ji had taught her during training, but she tried several times without any effect.
Sure enough, Qinglong was not annoyed by her crying, but became even more excited. "Come on, change positions!" Qinglong turned Leng Xue over, and his penis, like a poisonous dragon, thrust into her vagina from behind. Leng Xue had just begun to adjust to the previous sexual position when the impact from a different angle caused her to cry out in pain again.
"Mei Ji, take that thing out of that brat's mouth and see if he's still so stubborn!" Qinglong grabbed her arm, lifting Leng Xue
's body from her prone position, twisting her upper body into an arc, her full breasts protruding exaggeratedly forward—a sight that would make any man's blood boil. Mei Ji had just removed the gag from Xia Qingyang's mouth when Qinglong roared, releasing his hands and shoving Leng Xue's back, causing her to collapse onto the bed. "Damn it, I almost came! I haven't had enough fun yet!" "Just now, her vagina throbbed violently, instantly giving him the urge to ejaculate. Qinglong had no choice but to release her first, letting his penis cool down. Actually, Leng Xue's vaginal throbbing was due to extreme spasms of pain, unrelated to sexual desire.
Mei Ji's heart sank; Qinglong was a master among masters of this art. In the past, Qinglong had never experienced anything like this during intercourse. Even when he was raping the Phoenix Warriors in the 'Falling Phoenix Prison,' he could often go on for an hour or two without blushing or panting. Mei Ji's heart grew increasingly uneasy; she was certain that Qinglong would..." "Keep her by my side. If I had known this would happen, I would have taken any risk to get rid of her."
Xia Qingyang gasped for breath. Qinglong thought he would curse, but instead, he laughed, a cruel laugh nonetheless. "
Qinglong, I, Xia Qingyang, swear that one day I will kill you with my own hands, and I will take her away from you!"
Everyone could see the determination in Xia Qingyang's voice.
"Gag him, gag him, shut him up!" For some reason, Qinglong felt a surge of irritation upon hearing Xia Qingyang's words. "
Lord Qinglong, don't pay attention to the nonsense of such a lowly soldier. It's my honor to have given you my first time. Let's do it again!" Leng Xue's words ignited Qinglong's anger and dispelled his vexation.
Now that she was in the demon's lair, every moment, every place, was a battlefield. Leng Xue gritted her teeth, got up, and whispered, "Lord Qinglong, let me serve you." "Good, good!" Qinglong beamed. He had been worried that the beauty before him would be an ice queen, but he hadn't expected her to be so unrestrained on her first night. With a little more training, she would surely enjoy even more pleasure.
Qinglong lay comfortably with his legs spread apart, and Leng Xue sat on his lap, grasping his penis and guiding it into her body. He trembled with pleasure.
Leng Xue half-squatted, using her waist and legs together to make the huge penis move in and out of her body rapidly. Tonight was especially important. She sensed Mei Ji's hostility. If she was sent back to Paradise, she didn't know what methods this ruthless woman would use to deal with her. Only by staying by Qinglong's side could she have a greater chance. Although she couldn't control her lust, she could speak, she could act, and she was doing everything she could to survive.
This sexual position was extremely exhausting. She had no internal energy left, but her physique and strength were far superior to that of an average girl. She kept writhing, her snow-white, plump buttocks rising and falling repeatedly. Beads of sweat began to glisten on her forehead and chest, but she didn't stop; instead, she writhed even more violently.
Although Mei Ji was filled with jealousy, she was also dumbfounded watching Leng Xue writhe so wildly as if her life depended on it. She couldn't imagine that someone with such a pure and holy aura could perform like a harlot. Her person and her actions created an absolute contrast that was mesmerizing.
Several times, Mei Ji tried to lie on top of Qinglong to provide him with more service, but Qinglong pushed her away each time because she was blocking his view, preventing him from seeing her dancing on his body. Mei Ji didn't know what to do for a moment. After a moment of stunned silence, seeing that Leng Xue seemed to be a little exhausted, she moved behind her, placed her hands on Leng Xue's slender waist, and increased the speed of her hips' up-and-down movements.
Leng Xue grasped her firm breasts with both hands, the red marks from Qinglong's scratches still fresh. She tried to gently stroke her nipples with her fingertips, a tingling, electric-like sensation spreading throughout her body. She continued to caress her nipples, which hardened. Finally, she could think of her Prince Charming again, and the flames of desire within her were reignited. "
I want it, I want it, come on, come on." "Leng Xue's intoxicated gaze was like the finest wine, her swaying body like the most beautiful dance. She desperately let desire surge within her, amplifying, amplifying, and amplifying again. At this moment, she knew her performance was a resounding success.
Even a master like Qinglong, at the moment Leng Xue's desire ignited, felt her vaginal walls grip his penis tightly, as if trying to suck him in completely. Qinglong tried to restrain himself, but how could an erupting volcano be quelled? He roared loudly and suddenly sat up, the immense, irresistible force lifting Leng Xue off him.
In that instant of being lifted, Leng Xue paused, her dazed gaze clearing slightly. She felt Qinglong's penis rapidly swelling inside her." Although she had never had sexual experience, she knew that the man before her had reached the peak of desire. This thrust pulled Leng Xue from her illusory world. She could no longer meet Qinglong's final sprint with her own lust; all she could do was silently endure.
It was also Qinglong's misfortune that he didn't have that luck. If he could have held on for another three or five minutes, waiting for Leng Xue's lust to reach its zenith, the final thrust might very well have triggered her orgasm, bringing him ten times the pleasure.
The force of Qinglong's pounce caused Leng Xue to fall, and Mei Ji, caught off guard, was also knocked down by Leng Xue's body. Although it was only for a brief moment, Leng Xue, her illusion shattered... Her body rapidly grew cold, her previously dilated vagina suddenly tightened, and her legs, which had been spread open, abruptly pulled back, clamping tightly around Qinglong's waist. These were subconscious reactions, beyond conscious control, but such reactions undoubtedly brought her immense pain.
Leng Xue pressed down on Mei Ji, with nowhere left to retreat. The clash of desire at its peak had finally arrived—an explosion of long-suppressed primal urges, as uncontrollable as Leng Xue's tense body, a bestial attack with unimaginable power.
Just before they collided, Mei Ji suddenly tightened her lower abdomen, thrusting her body upwards forcefully, pushing Leng Xue's buttocks up several centimeters. Although it was only a few centimeters... She was separated, but the immense force of the impact could have been partially absorbed by Mei Ji's body. Now, not only could it not be absorbed, but she was also forced to face the impact head-on, a world of difference.
Leng Xue understood Mei Ji's trick; she should relax her body to dissipate the force. But because of the pain, the humiliation, and the thought that the semen from that ugly penis would remain inside her forever, she lost the ability to think for a moment.
*Thud*—An extremely dull sound echoed in the room. The legs clamped around Qinglong were forcefully forced apart, like a pommel horse athlete performing a split, from thighs to calves to insteps and toes, completely stretched into a straight line, soaring high.
Leng Xue's head exploded, countless stars flashed before her eyes. The feeling of being pierced by a sharp blade was indescribable; she felt her lower body explode, the shards piercing every nerve.
Qinglong hadn't ejaculated during this impact, which drove him even more mad. He didn't know how to release his volcanic desire. In a fit of rage, Qinglong thrust forward, lifting her body into the air. Then, he did something astonishing: he stood up, but instead of using his arms to support her suspended in mid-air, he stretched them out.
Leng Xue's legs remained straight, but her body arched backward. With a final push, Qinglong lifted her drooping upper body slightly, unconsciously channeling his inner energy into his penis, making it as hard as an iron rod.
Lying on the bed, Mei Ji stared blankly; she had never known Qinglong could do this. If Leng Xue were conscious, if she had sufficient sexual skill, she should have tried to hold onto Qinglong. But her mind was blank; her hands flailed in the air like a drowning person grasping at a straw. Her legs were straightened at over ninety degrees, her muscles completely stiff, unable to move.
Qinglong straightened up, letting out a beastly roar, and under the weight of Leng Xue, he opened the volcano's lid. The first thick stream of semen shot into the deepest part of her body like
a cannonball. The volcano had already erupted; it couldn't spew out all its scorching lava in one go. Qinglong exhaled deeply, his lower abdomen thrusting forward, sending Leng Xue flying diagonally upwards. He took a sudden step forward, his penis thrusting upwards, forcefully suspending her in mid-air once more, their bodies colliding again.
It could be said that this sexual position was truly unprecedented and unparalleled. If Qinglong didn't have true qi to maintain the hardness of his penis, he could
n't have held a woman suspended in the air for so long with just his penis. This unconventional final impact left Leng Xue's mind blank. By the third impact, her body in mid-air could no longer maintain its balance. By the fourth, Leng Xue was completely turned to the side. By the fifth, she had flipped over, face down, her back against him, suspended in the air. By the sixth, Qinglong had reached the bedside, and he thrust his abdomen into her buttocks once more. Leng Xue flew forward, and Qinglong finally reached out, grabbing her legs and pulling her back. Because he used his hands, this impact was much more intense than the previous ones, causing Leng Xue's firm thighs to shake violently. Then came the seventh, eighth, ninth... Qinglong grabbed her legs, which were spread like scissors, and repeatedly pushed her off the bed and pulled her back.
He continued this thrusting for over twenty times before finally releasing all his energy into her body. But he still felt unsatisfied. With a flick of his hands and a fraction of his true energy, Leng Xue's body began to spin, the axis and support still his still-hard, iron-like penis.
At this moment, Leng Xue had regained some consciousness; the pain had passed its limit, and her lower body began to go numb. Suddenly, she heard a knock on the door. "Lord Qinglong, I have something to report!" said one of Qinglong's subordinates.
"Qinglong knew that nothing serious was happening and his subordinates wouldn't report it. Although he was a little impatient, he had already satisfied his desires and was in a good mood.
One of Qinglong's subordinates walked in. He saw Qinglong thrusting his penis into a woman, and the woman was spinning in the air. He was immediately dumbfounded, staring blankly, speechless."
Qinglong was both amused and annoyed. He shouted, "Speak! What is it?!" Only then did he snap out of his daze at Qinglong's shout. He swallowed hard, stammering, "Lord Qinglong... Lord Martial Saint's men are here, they want to see you!" "Oh?" Qinglong paused, "Alright, I'll be right there." At that moment, Leng Xue's swirling body stopped. Qinglong placed her on the bed, a red and white fluid flowing from her vagina.
Qinglong began to dress. Leng Xue struggled several times before finally sitting up. Her whole body ached, and a sharp, stabbing pain returned to her lower body. She looked at her private parts; there were bruises on the inside of her thighs, her labia majora and minora were swollen, and her vagina was stinging—probably from being chafed. A deep sense of grief and indignation enveloped her, but she dared not show it on her face. When Qinglong looked at her, she forced a smile. "
Mei Ji, take him to wash up. I'll be back soon." "Qinglong said, 'That's right, bring her here again after washing.' It's the same bathroom as before, but Qinglong's men aren't here anymore." Leng Xue turned the water on full blast, letting the clear water wash over every inch of her skin, hoping to wash away the shame and filth left by Qinglong.
Mei Ji lit a cigarette and watched Leng Xue. She had been following Qinglong for over three years, and being able to rely on a powerful figure was enough for her. She had always been absolutely confident in her looks and figure, but looking at the woman in front of her now, she lost her confidence. The woman was younger than her, and her figure was better. Although looks are subjective and incomparable, Mei Ji admitted that the woman possessed a holy and noble temperament that she lacked.
Qinglong would keep her, that was a certainty. That big bed was Qinglong's bedroom, and also where she usually slept. Qinglong always played with women in another large room on the first floor, and he rarely slept with those women for the whole night. When Qinglong left earlier, he said... If she were to return to that night, she would surely be forced to sleep there. What would she do then? Would she sleep with her, or would she be driven away?
Meiji grew increasingly agitated. She stubbed out her cigarette and snapped, "Are you done yet? Hurry up!" Leng Xue observed Meiji's expression. "Those who can't hold their tempers aren't too scary," she thought to herself. She was now almost certain that Qinglong would keep her. Although her bleeding heart hadn't healed, and the thought of being held by Qinglong made her feel suffocated, she felt the most painful and difficult time was over. What could be more unbearable than losing her virginity?
Leng Xue's judgment was correct. But things often turn out unexpectedly. An even greater storm was about to break, and tonight was destined to be the darkest and most painful night of Leng Xue's life.
At this moment, one of Qinglong's subordinates entered and said to Meiji, "Lord Qinglong wants you to take her to 104." Mei Ji was startled and asked in surprise, "What did you say?" That person led her to the room where Black Dragon played with women. Why did he bring her to that room? Was Green Dragon's libido particularly high today, and he needed to use the sex toys in that room? Did Green Dragon not fancy her and just treat her like any other woman he'd ever been with?
Mei Ji's face was filled with uncertain emotions as her mind raced. Disturbed,
Mei Ji led Leng Xue into the room, not even noticing that she had casually grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around herself. This room was much larger than the previous one, with a large black bed and several strangely shaped chairs: one like a gynecological examination table in a hospital, another like a recliner in a massage parlor, and a stool like an electric chair.
Leng Xue vaguely remembered seeing similar things in the video sent by the Demonic Sect showing the rape of Phoenix Warriors. Chains hung on one side of the room, and there were some handcuffs on the wall. A large table next to the wall was covered with artificial phalluses of various sizes.
Leng Xue looked around, not seeing Xia Qingyang. "I don't know if he's alive or dead," she thought, silently praying for him. In any case, his absence would allow her to perform better and make her act more convincing.
Qinglong sat on a large chair in a dark corner. Leng Xue walked over and, seeing his expression, her heart sank. He was completely different from before, his expression cold and his eyes fierce, like a beast.
"Did I give myself away?" Leng Xue thought, the sudden change making her nervous. "
Who told you to wear anything? Take it off!" Qinglong roared. Leng
Xue feigned fear, quickly untying her towel, then pitifully said, "I was a little cold after the shower, I'm sorry." She stood naked before Qinglong again.
Section 4, Difficult Moments 5
Qinglong's expression was extremely complex, leaving Leng Xue unable to decipher it. After a long pause, Qinglong said, "Did you enjoy fucking me just now?" Leng Xue nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Lord Qinglong, you're amazing!" "You filthy bitch, you're just cheap!" Qinglong suddenly produced a leather whip and lashed it at Leng Xue. Even without true qi, Leng Xue could easily dodge the whip with her reflexes, but she couldn't. The whip whistled across her body, leaving a long, diagonal red mark on her lower abdomen.
"You slut, what are you pretending to be pure for? What virginity? You were born to be a slut for men to fuck!" Qinglong cursed, whipping Leng Xue.
Leng Xue screamed, clutching her chest, curling into a ball. Why was Qinglong hitting her? If there were flaws in his undercover work, shouldn't he have asked her something instead of calling her a slut and beating her inexplicably? Did Qinglong enjoy torturing women? That must be the only explanation. Thinking this, Leng Xue felt a little calmer, and her performance became more convincing.
Mei Ji, standing to the side, was also confused. She had followed Qinglong for several years and knew his temper. Although he did enjoy torturing women, his expression today was different—so clenched teeth, so furious.
After whipping her about ten times, Qinglong threw down the whip and said, "Stand up." Leng Xue stood up, trembling, staring at Qinglong with terrified eyes. She slowly released her hand from her chest; her breasts, abdomen, and legs were covered in bright red welts.
Qinglong picked up a remote and pressed a button. Several beams of light shone down from the ceiling, enveloping her. Then, four huge LCD TVs rose from the surrounding walls, displaying Leng Xue's naked body in long shots and close-ups, from top to bottom and bottom to top, with extremely high clarity. When the close-up of her private parts appeared, even the fine hairs could be clearly
seen . Behind those televisions, Leng Xue tried to cover her body with her hands, but then lowered them again. Of course, this was all acting; although no one would be unmoved by being filmed like that, Leng Xue possessed an extraordinary calmness. "
You said you enjoyed being fucked, did you have an orgasm?" Qinglong asked.
Leng Xue thought for a moment, then shook her head. "It seems not," she said softly, lacking sexual experience and truly not knowing what an orgasm was. "
No? Then let me continue fucking you!" Mei Ji, bring that chair over. "Qinglong pointed to the chair that looked a bit like a gynecological examination table.
Leng Xue hadn't expected to be raped a second time in less than half an hour. Because of Qinglong's unusual behavior, she had to be on high alert to please him in order to stay by his side.
The chair was pushed next to Leng Xue, and Mei Ji bent down to fix the chair legs to the ground so that the chair wouldn't shake no matter how much impact it received. Leng Xue lay down and put her feet into the footrests. Mei Ji grabbed her arms and pulled them back, preparing to secure her with leather handcuffs.
"Don't stop her yet," Qinglong interrupted, "Let her do it herself first." His penis was already basically erect, and he could go for it immediately, but there was still plenty of time, and he wasn't in a hurry.
The cold leather chair made Leng Xue feel a little cold. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and placed one hand on her chest. She knew that her nipples were her erogenous zones. Her other hand reached down to her lower abdomen, parted her swollen labia, and found the small bud, beginning to gently rub it.
Before she could get into the mood, Qinglong angrily said, "Why are you always closing your eyes? Do you think I'm ugly?" Hearing this, Leng Xue quickly opened her eyes and said repeatedly, "No, no, Lord Qinglong, how can you be ugly? You look so majestic. I'm just a little shy." "He really knows how to talk," Mei Ji thought to herself. Because she didn't know Qinglong's true thoughts, she could only observe quietly from the side.
It's far harder to ignite the fire of desire within you with your eyes open than with them closed. Before you lies the demon who stole your virginity, and further ahead, your own naked, scarred body on the television screen. A surge of grief and anger overwhelms her, extinguishing the flames of desire before they can even ignite.
This won't do! Leng Xue felt a growing anxiety. She had just seen Mei Ji's private parts, which were already aroused without any caresses. While this might have been manageable when she was a virgin, Qinglong would surely be displeased if it continued. Thinking this, she increased the pace of stimulating her sensitive spots. It had some effect, but Leng Xue knew it was still a long way from satisfying Qinglong.
What should she think about? Beads of sweat appeared on Leng Xue's forehead. Should she think about her Prince Charming? But she didn't even know who this Prince Charming was. With her eyes closed, she could fantasize, but with her eyes open, he vanished from her mind. Should she think about the man named Xia Qingyang? Leng Xue thought for a while, but worried about his future. Death prevented her from even fantasizing about Xia Qingyang.
She saw the disdain and impatience on Qinglong's face, while Meiji knelt beside him, sucking his penis. Leng Xue saw that Meiji's crotch was glistening, and her love juices were already dripping down.
"Sister, what should I do?" Leng Xue cried out in her heart. In moments of despair, she always turned to her sister for help. Suddenly, the image of Leng Aoshuang flashed into her mind. To Leng Xue's surprise, it wasn't a scene from her daily life with her sister, nor the unforgettable memory of their reunion at the orphanage, but rather the image of her bathing with Leng Aoshuang when she was twelve. At twelve, her body was just beginning to develop, her chest just starting to grow, while her sixteen-year-old sister had developed earlier and was already a graceful and beautiful young woman. Her breasts were round and firm, her legs long and straight. Her sister's body was so beautiful. This image was deeply imprinted in her mind. Afterwards, Leng Xue, whose body gradually became more voluptuous, especially enjoyed bathing with her sister. She secretly compared herself to her sister, wanting her body to be as beautiful.
Leng Xue wondered why she was thinking of these things, but to her surprise, when the image of Leng Aoshuang's curvaceous, smooth, and flawless naked body appeared in her mind, her previously flickering desire suddenly flared up. Leng Xue felt the change in her body. She didn't think about the reason; like a master duel, upon discovering an opponent's weakness, there's no time to ponder why that weakness exists, but rather to seize the opportunity to attack.
Although Leng Xue had no internal energy at this moment, her reaction was still that of a master.
Leng Xue thought of her sister, recalling the softness of her sister's body when they slept together as children, the warmth of exchanging birthday wishes, and most importantly, the image of her jade-like body dancing in the water. In her subconscious, protecting her sister was an unwavering belief, so when Leng Aoshuang was captured, she abandoned everything to come to her aid.
It was this subconscious belief, coupled with Leng Aoshuang's transcendent beauty and the sisterly bond stronger than blood, that allowed Leng Xue's body to do the impossible.
Leng Xue was a straightforward person, capable of both love and hate, so when her physical desires began to burn, she was unrestrained. Soon, she began to moan ecstatically, her body began to change, her small nipples began to erect, her breasts rose and fell like waves with her rapid breathing, and more and more nectar flowed from her flower cave.
Of course, Leng Xue's physical changes did not escape Qinglong's eyes. He pushed Mei Ji aside, strode to Leng Xue, and his huge penis once again pierced her honey cave. The fully dilated and moistened vagina minimized the damage and pain, and the strength of her sister in Leng Xue's heart was incomparable to that of the illusory prince charming and Xia Qingyang, whom she had only met twice. So there was pain and humiliation, but Leng Xue still allowed herself to remain in the play. Interspersed
among Leng Xue's moans were rapid "slap slap" sounds, and if you looked closely, Qinglong's expression was completely different from before. Inside the room, though his roughness was tinged with a hint of tenderness, and he would remind Leng Xue of the correct sexual positions, at this moment, his brutality seemed to be fueled by intense hatred. Mei Ji sensed this hatred, and even Leng Xue, amidst the raging storm, vaguely felt something was amiss.
Qinglong no longer treated her as a vulnerable young girl who had just lost her virginity, but rather as an object for his bestial gratification, with nothing but destruction, destruction, and more destruction. In the heat of their union, Qinglong suddenly leaned down, grabbing her shoulders and pinning her body firmly against the chair back. When their bodies collided again, the crisp "slap" sound abruptly dropped to a dull thud. This was because, with each impact, Leng Xue could no longer absorb the force by thrusting upwards, intensifying her pain.
Large beads of sweat covered her entire body, as if coated with olive oil. Leng Xue screamed, knowing that once her sister vanished from her mind, the burning desire would be extinguished by Qinglong's violence. She cried out in her heart for her sister, imagining a scene never before seen—her and her sister embracing each other naked.
Leng Xue finally reached the first peak of sexual ecstasy beneath her enemy. She howled like a female beast, her hands gripping Qinglong's arms tightly, her nails... She almost broke his skin, and her pink nipples and areolas visibly brightened, her high breasts suddenly swelling. Not only her nipples and areolas, but her entire jade-white body took on a pale pink hue, an almost sickly allure. It wasn't just her physical appearance that changed; her already tight vagina suddenly contracted, gripping his penis so tightly it was almost immobile. Qinglong felt a large amount of fluid gushing from the deepest part of her vagina, drenching his glans. Qinglong
shuddered; the intense pleasure made him want to ejaculate. He stopped abruptly and pulled his penis back a little. He didn't want to ejaculate like that yet. But as he stopped, Leng Xue moved. Her shoulders were held down by the blanket, and her feet were trapped in the footstools, so she could only use the strength of her waist to thrust her body upwards, while her vagina began to spasm.
Their bodies collided again, the muffled sound lower, but still clear. Clearly audible. Qinglong's body shuddered violently. He wanted to pull his penis out, but couldn't bear to give up the unprecedented pleasure. He gritted his teeth and endured it, veins bulging on his forehead. Then Leng Xue's body fell, thrusting upwards even faster. This time, Qinglong's body began to tremble violently.
Qinglong had never encountered a woman who had an orgasm on her first night, and very few women had such a strong reaction to orgasm, not even Mei Ji, let alone a girl with such a pure and innocent aura. Qinglong thought her orgasm would only last a short time, and that he could hold back his ejaculation. He never expected that after eight consecutive thrusts, the upward thrust of the girl between his legs would only increase, and the contractions of her vagina would become even more intense. When he reached the tenth thrust, Qinglong's head exploded; he could no longer control his climax.
In that instant, both of their minds went blank, driven only by primal instinct to rush forward. When Leng Xue felt pain, she knew... The climax had subsided, and her sister had faded from her mind, while Qinglong was still at the peak of desire, making his final thrust. The LCD TV facing her was playing a vivid, incredibly clear, and incredibly ugly image of her genitals being assaulted. In that instant, Leng Xue suddenly felt nauseous. If there was a tomorrow, if there was a future, this scene would be forever etched in her memory.
Qinglong's thrusting finally stopped, and Leng Xue breathed a sigh of relief. She gently placed her hand on his arm, as if to tell him that she had enjoyed it. Qinglong, oblivious to her feelings, brushed her hand away and slowly withdrew. He had experienced the ultimate pleasure and should have been elated, but now he felt like a defeated rooster.
At this moment, Qinglong felt extremely frustrated, as if a heavy stone was pressing down on him. The men sent by the Martial Saint had taken Xia Qingyang away, telling Qinglong as they left, "The Martial Saint ordered that the woman be sent to Jinshui Wharf tomorrow." Qinglong froze.
Jinshui Port was the most densely populated area on the island, with over a thousand people. All the low-ranking guards, mechanics, cooks, cleaners, and so on lived there. 99% of these people were male, and they all had strong sexual desires. Although the island's Paradise was teeming with beautiful women, most of these people weren't qualified to go. Even the low-ranking guards only had one chance a year, and others had no chance at all. Therefore, some who were rejected from Paradise for various reasons or who were physically disabled during rape were sent to Jinshui Port. During the day, they did chores like washing clothes, and at night their main task was to be raped by men. Because there were far more men than women, they had to have sex with at least ten men every night. Very few women in Jinshui Port survived more than a year.
Sending such a beautiful woman to Jinshui Port was a waste of her talent; under the ravages of those lustful men, any woman would become a withered flower. But the Martial Saint's orders could not be disobeyed. No matter how much Qinglong liked her, he couldn't disobey the Martial Saint's orders for a woman. So, after experiencing the extreme excitement brought on by her climax, Qinglong felt even more frustrated.
"Since I can't have her, let this beautiful vase shatter in my hands!" Qinglong thought to himself, a fierce glint in his eyes. He made up his mind and said to Meiji, "Wash her intestines, make her clean!" Mei Ji was taken aback. She knew Qinglong wasn't into the Japanese ways—enemas that resulted in urination and soiled anus. So, the only purpose of giving her an enema was anal sex. Mei Ji hadn't expected Qinglong to be so enthusiastic today, doing it twice, and even wanting to penetrate her anus.
Leng Xue climbed onto another chair, larger than the previous one. "Lie down," Mei Ji instructed, seeing her somewhat bewildered. Leng Xue climbed on, and Mei Ji first secured her lower legs to the sides of the chair. Then, she handcuffed her hands behind her back and pulled sharply, causing her upper body to arch upwards. Next, she tied straps to her thighs and used a crank to pull her thighs upwards. Because her upper body was fixed, her buttocks protruded exaggeratedly backwards after her thighs were bent.
Actually, for an enema, a kneeling position with some restraint would suffice; such a complicated position was unnecessary. Mei Ji, however, chose the most painful position for Leng Xue. In this position, because her arms were handcuffed and pulled back, her legs above the knees should naturally be straight, but Mei Ji… Using a belt to bend her thighs and protrude her buttocks stretched Leng Xue's body to its limit. This resulted in two things: first, preventing any movement of her body, especially her buttocks; and second, tautening every muscle in her body, making it more difficult for Qinglong's penis to penetrate her anus. Furthermore, the best anal sex position would be for her to lie face down on a chair with her buttocks raised, making it easier for her anus to dilate. Pulling her upper body up would naturally tighten her buttocks, causing her anus to contract as well. Mei Ji believed that if Qinglong were to forcefully perform anal sex in this position, it would cause her immense harm.
Having already experienced two acts of rape, Leng Xue's mind and body were already at their limits. While Mei Ji bound her, she constantly moaned, hoping to move Qinglong's heart and elicit tenderness from him. But Qinglong remained unmoved, instead watching with great interest as Mei Ji bound her in this strange position.
"Does Qinglong also treat Mei Ji this way?" Leng Xue wondered secretly, but seeing Mei Ji's gloating expression, she knew she was wrong. So, Qinglong only saw her as an ordinary woman, but why was Meiji so worried just now, and why was Qinglong's expression so complicated? She still needed to observe her performance. Leng Xue was incredibly intelligent. Although she didn't quite understand what Qinglong meant by "intestinal cleansing," she had a premonition of what Qinglong would do next. She felt a nameless fear.
Meiji's hand played with Leng Xue's anus. She was secretly jealous. Among so many women in Paradise, including herself, none of their anuses looked as beautiful as Leng Xue's. Although there were no absolute standards for the aesthetics of the anus, just like there were for the genitals. For example, some people who liked hairy, thick labia would definitely not like Leng Xue's genitals, thinking that she didn't have enough hair and that her labia were too pale and thin. However, some aesthetic standards were similar. For example, few people liked an anus with a dark ring, spots around the edges, or even the flesh inside being turned inside out. Leng Xue's anus was pink, similar to the color of her areola. The area around the anus was clean and spotless. The anus was also small, and every fold looked delicate, like a tiny flower.
Meiji probed her fingertip into Leng Xue's anus, requiring considerable effort to insert it. She smiled with satisfaction. She remembered how painful her first anal sex with Qinglong had been, even with lubricant. The pain she was about to endure was far greater. The cold glass tube was inserted into Leng Xue's anus; glass was more uncomfortable than plastic, Meiji knew that. Meiji inserted it very deeply, a depth she knew she would have difficulty pushing it out later. Just
as she was about to hang the bottle, Qinglong said from the side, "The spicy kind!" Meiji paused

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thinking, "Why didn't I think of that?" She then retrieved the enema solution mixed with chili water and hung it on the shelf. This enema solution was much more irritating than the ordinary kind.
Although she had been prepared for rape and the loss of her virginity, Leng Xue never dreamed she would experience something like this. The initially cold liquid quickly became fiery hot, and her lower abdomen began to throb.
Meiji, you're usually so good at training women, now let her cry, let her scream! "Even so, Qinglong is still not satisfied.
I understand." Although she didn't know why Qinglong was doing this, Meiji was happy to make the woman in front of her suffer. She took a bunch of clamps, the strongest kind, and started clamping them onto her breasts one by one. Although the clamps were made of plastic, the clamping force was enormous. When the first clamp hit, Leng Xue screamed in pain.
"Since Qinglong likes screaming and crying, let him do it," Leng Xue thought to herself. In fact, the screams of pain didn't need to be faked or acted out, because it really hurt.
The clamps biting Leng Xue's breasts had weights hanging from the bottom, but her breasts still stood firm and upright. But when the second, third, and seven or eight clamps were on her breasts, even the firmest breasts couldn't withstand that weight and were dragged out of shape. Finally, Meiji clamped two more on her nipples. These two clamps weren't as big as the others, but they had small bells attached to them, and the teeth were particularly sharp, making Leng Xue scream even more.
Then Meiji took out a clamp with a bell, parted her labia, and clamped it onto her clitoris. Above, Leng Xue's clitoris was very small, and Mei Ji had to clench it several times before she could actually grasp it. Then, she pressed a switch, and a thick, vibrating dildo rose from below Leng Xue's body. Mei Ji adjusted the angle, aiming it at Leng Xue's private parts, and the vibrating dildo rose higher and higher, inserting into her vagina. The vibrating dildo was thick, but still a size smaller than Qinglong's penis, and the vagina, which had just been ravaged by Qinglong, barely managed to swallow it.
Mei Ji pressed the switch again, and the vibrating dildo inserted into Leng Xue's body began to vibrate and move in and out. The initial speed was too fast, but it gradually accelerated. Mei Ji coldly smiled and turned the power up to the maximum setting, and instantly the vibrating dildo moved like a drill at a speed invisible to the naked eye... The vibrating dildo was inserted into Leng Xue's vagina repeatedly. Its maximum insertion frequency was 600 times per minute, a speed impossible for a human.
Accompanying the whistling sound of the high-speed insertion, the bells hanging from Leng Xue's body rang crisply, mingling with her screams, and Qinglong's blood surged once more.
Tears streamed down Leng Xue's face. Just moments before, she had worried whether she could even cry, but now, the gushing tears were genuine. The sharp pain in her chest and the tingling numbness in her vagina were bearable, but the most unbearable thing was the churning in her abdomen, the increasingly intense urge to defecate causing her entire body to spasm.
Mei Ji picked up a half-finger-wide iron ruler and struck Leng Xue heavily. The intense pain and violent shaking in both legs made Leng Xue lose control. She desperately tried to expel the burning substance in her lower abdomen, but her anus was tightly plugged, blocking her way. Two large bottles of enemas had already entered her intestines. Mei Ji coldly hung up a third bottle and turned a pressure switch. Driven by immense pressure, the enema forced Leng Xue's excrement back in. The natural need to relieve oneself is
unbearable; the forced suppression of this normal physiological need is more painful than ordinary torture. Leng Xue lost control of her bladder, clear urine gushing out. "Please, take that thing out! I'm in so much pain!" Leng Xue screamed, begging for mercy, but no one paid her any attention.
Leng Xue's anus writhed, slowly pushing the glass tube out. Just as it was about to succeed, Mei Ji noticed. She put down the iron ruler, grabbed the tube, and blocked the excrement less than a centimeter from the opening. As the anus opened and closed, a yellowish-brown liquid began to seep out.
Mei Ji turned her head towards Qinglong, awaiting his command. She knew this was her limit; any further and she would faint. After a long while, Qinglong waved his hand, indicating it was enough. Mei Ji pulled a large basin from under the chair, removed the tube, and stepped back.
Instantly, a fountain the thickness of a finger gushed from her plump buttocks, arcing through the air before landing in the basin Mei Ji had prepared. Leng Xue groaned softly, her naked body swaying wildly, whether in extreme pain or boundless pleasure, it was unclear.
Mei Ji covered her nose, removed the excrement, and then washed Leng Xue's buttocks clean with water. Qinglong stood up. Although he had already fired two shots, his penis remained erect, displaying superhuman stamina. He slowly walked behind Leng Xue, his penis aiming for her anus.
From the television screen in front of her, Leng Xue could clearly see the penis already pressing against the entrance. The vibrating dildo inserted into her vagina didn't stop; her buttocks continued to vibrate violently with it, the trembling anus rubbing against Qinglong's glans, making it numb and itchy. He spread Leng Xue's firm thighs, slightly widening her anus, then thrust his hips forward, his glans forcing its way into the tender flesh of her anus.
"No—" Leng Xue threw her head back, her scream sharper and more agonizing than ever before. She struggled to widen her anus, trying to minimize the damage. Mei Ji held her breath, watching the penetration, marveling at the flexibility of her body. The glans was the thickest part of the penis; once it was inside, the rest would be easier. Just
as the glans was about to be inside, Mei Ji suddenly pulled the sling on Leng Xue's chest. In excruciating pain, Leng Xue's body arched, her thighs involuntarily tightening. When Mei Ji looked back at her anus, she saw a crack above it, with bright red blood seeping out. Finally, she laughed.
Blood had stained Qinglong's penis red, but it didn't stop its advance because of the blood. Soon, the entire penis disappeared into her anus. After a brief pause, Qinglong grabbed her pale buttocks and began to thrust vigorously. At first, Leng Xue screamed desperately, but gradually she became weak. An ordinary person would have fainted from such pain, but Leng Xue's willpower was extraordinary, and she continued to struggle in the abyss of pain and humiliation.
Leng Xue's anus was tighter than her vagina, gripping Qinglong's penis with a numb and itchy sensation. At this moment, with a destructive and cruel mentality, and having already ejaculated twice, Qinglong wouldn't lose control and ejaculate prematurely like before. 5 minutes The clock ticked by, ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, and Qinglong's penetration showed no sign of slowing down.
Leng Xue's entire buttocks were covered in blood, and immense fear gripped her. By now, the pain had passed its limit; her lower body was completely numb, only feeling a stinging sensation when the penis reached its deepest point. She could clearly see the severity of her anal injury through the television in front of her; blood had not only stained her body red but was still dripping continuously, with an estimated loss of over 100cc. Of course, the current blood loss wasn't life-threatening, but Leng Xue worried that if the bleeding wasn't stopped in time, the situation could become dangerous. Meanwhile, losing... Pain is not a good thing; it means she has exceeded the limits of her physical endurance. She felt her heart racing, her chest tightness, and other symptoms. She didn't know how much longer her body could hold on. It wasn't that she was afraid of death, but if she were to be raped to death like this, she would die with regrets, a death that would be meaningless, and more importantly, she wouldn't be able to fulfill her mission of saving her sister
. Qinglong finally felt tired. He could no longer control the urge to ejaculate, and after dozens of frenzied thrusts, he finally ejaculated his remaining semen into her anus.
Seeing that Qinglong had finished and was starting to get dressed, Meiji asked, "What should we do with her?" After three rounds of intercourse, Qinglong's desire had subsided. Looking at her blood-stained buttocks, his cherished feelings for her had lessened. "
Stop the bleeding first, then take her to Jinshui Wharf tomorrow morning?" Qinglong replied. "
What! Jinshui Wharf?" "Mei thought she misheard. She wouldn't be surprised if Leng Xue went to Paradise, but even she felt it was a waste to send her to Jinshui Port.
That's right, send her there," Qinglong said. As he left the house, he turned back to Mei Ji and said, "See if her body can handle it. If it can, let those little brats have some fun too. I saw their eyes were green with envy just now. It's better to let our own people have it than let others benefit. By the way, don't turn off the cameras." The "little brats" Qinglong referred to were his men.
"Okay, I understand," Mei Ji replied.
Leng Xue had already anticipated that Qinglong wouldn't keep her, so it wasn't too surprising. She didn't know what Jinshui Port was, but that wasn't the priority right now. She whispered, "Master Mei, could you please untie me? I really can't take it anymore." "Mei Ji was in such a good mood that she wanted to sing. She was going there, ridden by thousands, trampled by tens of thousands, soon to be a withered flower, no longer a threat to her. More importantly, Qinglong only had her in his heart, which was more important than anything else. In a good mood, people's attitudes changed, even showing a little sympathy for her.
Leng Xue was freed from her restraints. She touched her torn wound; the bleeding had mostly stopped. As Mei Ji brought iodine to clean her wound, a group of people rushed in, laughing and surrounding Mei Ji and Leng Xue.
'The boss is being exceptionally kind today, what a stroke of good fortune!' 'Oh, how terrible, so much blood!' 'Sister Mei, has this girl lost her virginity yet?' 'Damn it, it's worth dying for a beauty like this once!'... They chattered all at once, four people, eight hands groping Leng Xue's back and legs as she lay prone.
One of them even walked up to her, turned her head, and said, 'Come on, come on, give me a kiss first,' kissing her lips indiscriminately."
Leng Xue was bewildered. If she had gone to great lengths to please Qinglong to stay by his side, then trying to please his underlings was pointless. She gritted her teeth, trying to keep his tongue out of her mouth, but soon opened it to let him kiss her indiscriminately. She knew that conserving her remaining strength was paramount; everything was for survival. "
What's the rush? Haven't you ever seen a woman before?" Mei Ji saw one of his hands slip under her abdomen, trying to touch her vulva, and slapped him. "Wait until I'm done." Another man pushed open the door, shouting, "You guys are so unfair! You didn't even call me for this good thing." One of them laughed, "You were injured today, so we wanted you to rest." The last man to arrive was the one who had intercepted Xia Qingyang at the door and been injured earlier. "I got injured because of this woman! I can't get revenge on that kid, but I can at least get it on her!" He walked angrily to Leng Xue's side. Perhaps because of his higher status, the man who had been kissing Leng Xue stood up and left him a good spot.
"No wonder that kid is so desperate for you." He grabbed Leng Xue's hair with one hand, lifting her head up, and reached for her chest with the other, groping her haphazardly. Then he twisted her nipple with two fingers, pinching it hard, causing Leng Xue to scream in pain again. "
Let go! How am I supposed to finish if you keep doing this?" Mei Ji couldn't stand it anymore. "Each of you can only do it once today." "Because Mei Ji is Qinglong's woman, these people didn't dare to say anything.
The wound was finally cleaned and bandaged, covering the entire anus. The medicine Mei Ji used must have been quite good; Leng Xue felt a cool sensation in the wound, and the pain was reduced considerably.
Mei Ji pushed over the chair that Leng Xue and Qinglong had used earlier, made her lie down, and then used leather straps to firmly secure her thighs and calves, so that her body, especially her buttocks, wouldn't sway too much during intercourse, thus providing some protection.
Don't use too much force, or I'll have to bandage her again!" Mei Ji said. "
Understood, understood," everyone responded, surrounding Leng Xue, and the injured man was the first to viciously thrust his penis into her body.
The night was incredibly long. On this night, Leng Xue lost her virginity, then underwent anal sex, and was ultimately to be gang-raped by at least five men. Even with her steely will, she couldn't endure such immense humiliation. She didn't have the strength to scream, nor did she expect her moans to evoke any pang of conscience in them. She could only silently endure, hoping the night would pass quickly and dawn would arrive soon.
After the five men had satisfied their lust, the gauze on her buttocks was once again soaked with blood, and Mei Ji had to clean and change it again. The five men refused to leave, insisting on doing it again. Mei Ji refused, seeing that Leng Xue was extremely weak and couldn't withstand another round of torment. After a long argument, they finally decided that Leng Xue would perform oral sex on each of them.
Mei Ji had come up with this compromise out of kindness, but Leng Xue refused, citing her weakness. In a fit of anger, Mei Ji agreed to let each of them rape her again. During their first rape of Leng Xue, they were often unable to control themselves because of her beauty, and after the first act, each of them had a significantly enhanced stamina. Thus, the second round of rape lasted much longer than the first.
That night, the physical pain and mental humiliation had exceeded their limits. Leng Xue knew her body could hardly withstand another round of rape, but she had suffered enough humiliation tonight. The humiliation of forcing herself to have an orgasm under the enemy's crotch was completely different from the humiliation of being bound and raped. Therefore, she truly did not want to perform oral sex against her will again. Of course, during the rape, some men would put their penises in her mouth, which was something she could not choose, and the experience was different from actively performing oral sex. So she chose to be raped again.
Dawn finally arrived, and in the morning light, Leng Xue was carried away. "It's so good that the sun is out," Leng Xue felt the sunlight, hoping it could warm her heart. The road ahead was still long, and she had to keep going no matter how painful or tiring it was.
Watching Leng Xue's departing figure, Mei Ji had a thought, "I should send that girl to Jinshui Cape as well," she thought to herself.
Mei Ji's thought allowed the Phoenix Warrior and the Extreme Angel to meet again. Neither of them were ordinary people; they were bound to spark a connection that would illuminate the dark sky of Falling Phoenix Island. ... Yan Lanyin finally received Li Quan's call. When his number appeared on her phone, her body went cold. She had no choice but to rush to Silver Moon Tower. Perhaps her trust in Shui Ling was too strong; even though Shui Ling noticed something unusual about her expression, she didn't suspect anything.
Arriving at Silver Moon Tower, she went straight to Li Quan's office. He sat there with a gloomy expression, and beside him knelt a naked Yan Feixue.
"You were very brave!" Li Quan turned on the television, which played a video of their attack on the secret base last night.
Yan Lanyin remained silent. She noticed five clear handprints on Li Quan's face; this attack must have greatly shaken the Black Dragon Society.
"Why wasn't this operation reported?" Li Quan asked.
"You didn't call to ask me," Yan Lanyin replied, this answer she had prepared on the way there.
"Good! Good!" Li Quan laughed wildly. He had just boasted to Mo Zhentian about planting someone in the Extreme Angels, but unexpectedly, this happened, and he received a resounding slap from Mo Zhentian.
"You will be punished!" Li Quan grabbed Yan Feixue's hand and clamped a pair of iron pincers onto her little finger.
"What are you trying to do!" Yan Lanyin exclaimed in shock, lunging forward to rescue Yan Feixue from his grasp.
Li Quan kicked her hard in the stomach. As Mo Zhentian's trusted lieutenant, he possessed considerable skill, though he rarely displayed it.
A scream rang out, blood splattered, and Yan Feixue's left little finger was severed. She clutched her hand, writhing in agony on the ground.
"No, please, I'll do anything!" Yan Lanyin scrambled to her feet, knelt down, and pleaded.
Li Quan, his face dark, grabbed Yan Feixue's bloodied hand again and clamped the iron clamp onto her ring finger. Yan Lanyin crawled over on her knees, "No, please let her go!" Tears streamed down her face. "
Where are they keeping Mo Tian?" Li Quan asked coldly.
Yan Lanyin froze, opening her mouth but unable to utter a sound. She knew that if she spoke, she would have sold her soul to the devil. On one side were her close comrades-in-arms, on the other, her sisters, blood relatives; she didn't know what to choose. "
Think about it!" Li Quan said coldly, the iron clamp tightening instantly, and Yan Feixue screamed even more shrilly.
"Stop!" Yan Lanyin cried, "Mo Tian is being held at Dongqingwei on Lantau Island." After saying this, she collapsed to the ground as if all her strength had been drained away. Li Quan then asked for details about where Mo Tian was being held, and Yan Lanyin mechanically answered everything Li Quan wanted to know.
"Alright, business's done, time to relax!" Li Quan stood up, grabbed Yan Lanyin by the collar, and pulled her up. The beauties of Silver Moon Pavilion were fleeting, and once the novelty wore off, Li Quan didn't pay much attention to Yan Lanyin. Besides, she had long been submissive. However, after watching the video of the night raid on the secret base, Yan Lanyin's fighting gave him a special thrill.
"I didn't expect you to be so skilled!" Li Quan ripped open Yan Lanyin's shirt, lifted her bra, and grabbed her firm breasts, kneading them.
Yan Lanyin was speechless, the battle from not long ago still vivid in her mind—how exhilarating it was! She longed to fight again, even at the cost of her life. But reality and ideals were worlds apart; she had no choice but to be humiliated by this beast once more.
Yan Lanyin's skirt was lifted, and Li Quan's fingers were probing wildly in her private parts. "I've told you everything, can you perform limb reattachment surgery for Feixue?" Yan Lanyin asked, looking at her sister who was still crying out in pain.
"Okay, as long as you obey and do what you're supposed to do, I'll get the best doctor to treat your sister's injuries."
Li Quan paused, "But first, after I've had my fun." "Understood!" Yan Lanyin gritted her teeth and hugged Li Quan tightly. She knew how to please a man; she just wanted her sister to get treatment as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Yan Lanyin hugged Li Quan, he reached out and grabbed her throat, instantly suffocating her. "I didn't tell you to act like a prostitute!" Li Quan said coldly, "Where did your bravery and spirit go last night? You're a policeman; I know you want to be a warrior who fights evil and promotes good. How come you're like a bitch, dripping wet the moment a man says he wants to sleep with you!" Yan Lanyin looked at Li Quan somewhat bewildered. She didn't understand why Li Quan was particularly interested in her today because she had previously revealed a tough side beneath her seemingly weak exterior.
Li Quan roughly ripped off her underwear, her waist pressing against the edge of the large desk, causing her excruciating pain. “I never imagined that someone who usually lets men fuck her like a bitch could kill so many Black Dragon Society elites. I really underestimated you!”
Li Quan kept reminding her of her past struggles.
Yan Lanyin’s leg was pulled up, and a hard penis pressed against her vaginal opening before being thrust in violently. Li Quan stared into her eyes and said fiercely, “Do you know that no matter what you were before, you are now a traitor! Before this, you only sold your body; now you have sold your soul. Think of your comrades who risked their lives for you, who were loyal to you. Soon they will be gang-raped by countless men just like you. It is because of you that they are going to hell!” “Stop talking, please, stop talking!” Yan Lanyin burst into tears. Li Quan's words pierced her heart like sharp blades. She felt like a traitor, a traitor devoid of any purity, body and soul. She felt her world crumbling, everything losing its meaning.
Li Quan laughed. Besides making their intercourse more exciting, he wanted to psychologically crush her once more, not wanting yesterday's events to repeat themselves.
His penis thrust wildly inside Yan Lanyin's body. She cried incessantly, without pause. Li Quan felt an unprecedented pleasure, realizing he had never discovered before how much she could bring a man joy.
Yan Lanyin's loud cries silenced her younger sister, Yan Feixue. Her mind wasn't as resilient as her sister's; after enduring inhuman torture, she had suffered mental breakdowns more than once, almost becoming a mindless puppet. But now, her sister's cries brought her a sliver of clarity. She crawled over, grabbed Li Quan's leg, and whispered, "Let my sister go, let my sister go!" Li Quan, enjoying himself, kicked Yan Feixue away. At that moment, Yan Lanyin, drawing strength from who-knows-where, suddenly pushed Li Quan away and rushed to her sister's side. "
It's all my fault, I made you suffer so much!" Yan Lanyin knelt beside her sister, hugging her and crying loudly.
Li Quan was furious. He went over and grabbed Yan Lanyin's hair, trying to pull them apart, but Yan Lanyin clung tightly to her sister. Seeing he couldn't pull her away, Li Quan squatted down, grabbed her buttocks, and thrust his penis into her from behind.
"If you don't let me have my way, you'll be sorry!" Li Quan threatened, sensing Yan Lanyin trying to break free again. Hearing this, Yan Lanyin stopped struggling and let the penis thrust inside her. "
Sister, sister! Don't cry, don't cry!" Yan Feixue wiped away her sister's tears. "
Ugh! We won't cry, we won't cry!" Yan Lanyin forced a smile, trying to give her sister a hint of a smile, but she knew that a smile at this moment would be uglier than tears.
In the embrace of her loved one, Yan Feixue gradually regained some clarity. "Sister, they said I'm a bitch, do you think I am?" Yan Lanyin shook her head, choking back sobs, "No, Feixue isn't a bitch, no!"
A look of confusion appeared in Yan Feixue's eyes as she said, "Is that so? If I'm not, why do so many people say I am? If I don't admit it, they, they..." She recalled the past and suddenly clutched her head and screamed.
"Feixue, Feixue!" Yan Lanyin cried, holding her face, "Don't think about it, don't think about the past, look into your sister's eyes!" The gaze of her loved one calmed Yan Feixue down. She saw the penis thrusting rapidly between her sister's thighs. "Sister, does it hurt?" she asked.
"It doesn't hurt, I'm fine." Seeing her sister still caring about her, Yan Lanyin felt a warm current surge in her heart . She believed that as long as her sister was freed from the inhuman life, she would slowly recover.
What a deep sisterly bond! "Li Quan pulled his penis out of Yan Lanyin's body, spread Yan Feixue's legs, and thrust his penis towards her.
No—" Yan Lanyin screamed, trying to pull Li Quan away, but he grabbed her throat, and she instantly lost her strength. "
Your little sister has been with men before, what's she so nervous about? She's just getting into it, don't ruin it! Otherwise, you'll be in trouble." Li Quan said coldly as he inserted his penis into Yan Feixue's secret place. Like Yan Lanyin, she had done it many times before, but today it felt different.
"Sister, I'm alright," Yan Feixue comforted her, grasping her sister's hand. Soon, she began to moan; after months of training, she had become a sex slave.
Although she knew her sister had been violated by countless men, the feeling of facing her directly was still different. Yan Lanyin pleaded, "Do it with me! Her finger is broken, and the bleeding hasn't stopped!" Li Quan stopped, his penis still deeply inserted into Yan Feixue's body. He said to Yan Lanyin, "Remember, she is your only family. I hope you remember your promise. From now on, I will not let her be harmed, but if you break your promise, I will inflict a hundredfold, a thousandfold pain on you and her!" “I understand,” Yan Lanyin answered almost without hesitation. Li Quan pulled his penis out of Yan Feixue’s body and inserted it into Yan Lanyin’s body again. At this moment, Li Quan felt the intense despair that permeated her from her heart to her body. Although her no longer resisting reduced the pleasure of the rape, Li Quan believed that Yan Lanyin was already under his control.
The rape lasted for a long time. Yan Lanyin held her sister’s hand tightly, her heart as silent as ashes…
The first part of Leng Xue’s story was written as early as the Spring Festival. The second part of Yan Lanyin’s story was written today, which took several hours. I will be very busy with work next, so updates may be slower. I have no more drafts. As always, I hope you can persevere.

Section 4, Difficult Times 7
Jinshuijiao is on the east side of the island. A high wall encloses a large open space with dozens of buildings of varying heights inside. Various kinds of life are scattered inside the wall. The resort boasts comprehensive entertainment facilities, including several restaurants offering different cuisines, a cinema, an arcade, and even a casino.
At the westernmost point of Golden Water Corner, nestled against a small hill, stands a row of inconspicuous bungalows enclosed by wire mesh. Women rejected from Paradise Island live in these bungalows; the men call this place Golden Water Garden, and it's even more popular than the casino.
Overseeing Golden Water Garden is an elderly man in his fifties, known as Uncle Hai. He was once a skilled martial artist, but a severe injury rendered him practically useless, so he retired to the island. Bored, he took on the role of overseeing Golden Water Garden. Uncle Hai is bald, with large ears and a bloated physique. His age and the injuries he sustained years ago have significantly diminished his sexual prowess, but his desire for women remains undiminished.
Golden Water Garden houses about twenty women; although rejected from Paradise Island, those selected by the Demonic Sect to be sent to the island are all quite beautiful. During the day, they do laundry. From 4 PM onwards, they return to their rooms to serve clients, each session lasting an hour, usually until 2 AM. They only get two or three days off a month during their menstrual period; when busy, they have to work all day.
Uncle Hai has been worried these past few days. For some time now, fewer and fewer women have been coming, making scheduling extremely difficult. Coming to Jinshui Garden requires tickets. With over 1,200 men, averaging one ticket per week, that's four to five thousand tickets. Add to that some men in more important positions who get two tickets a week, bringing the total to six to seven thousand tickets. Even if all the women worked full-time, they still couldn't keep up. Adding to the strain, a few days ago, one woman committed suicide, and two others became too ill to serve clients due to STDs, further exacerbating the shortage. Uncle Hai is forced to make these women work overtime, but this could lead to their premature deaths. That was a good idea.
Fortunately, Mei Ji called in the morning to say that two women were to be brought back today, which eased Uncle Hai's brow a little. He waited at the door early. About twenty young women were hanging clothes to dry. Most of them looked haggard, pale, and expressionless. In their hopeless lives, their hearts were dead, and they were walking towards the end like zombies.
Uncle Hai eagerly awaited the arrival of the women Mei Ji had mentioned. The new women could arouse his lust; the old, worn-out women no longer stirred his heart.
Finally, a car arrived. He went to greet it, opened the car door, and saw Leng Xue lying on the seat. Facing the naked, stunning beauty before him, his eyes widened, his mouth agape but he couldn't utter a sound, as if he had choked on a dumpling. The driver was one of Qinglong's men, one of those who had raped Leng Xue. Looking at Uncle Hai's expression, he rubbed his hands and sighed, "What a pity, what a pity!"
"My God, such a beautiful woman would come here!" "
Uncle Hai exclaimed in surprise, picking up the naked Leng Xue and carrying her into the house.
"Where is this?"
Leng Xue woke up from her half-asleep state, the dazzling sunlight making it hard for her to open her eyes. She squinted for a while before finally seeing Uncle Hai's huge, fat face.
"You're awake!"
Uncle Hai said with a smile. "This is Jinshui Garden."
He carried Leng Xue into the house.
"Is there water?" "I want some water," Leng Xue said weakly, the brutality of the entire night draining all her strength.
"Water, yes, yes, I'll get you some," Uncle Hai said kindly. He placed Leng Xue on the bed and got up to pour her a glass of water.
Leng Xue looked around. The room was about twenty square meters, with two beds, a table, and two cabinets. There were only about ten single-story houses in Jinshui Garden, so the two women shared one.
Leng Xue drank the water in one gulp, feeling a little stronger. Before she could even put the glass down, Uncle Hai was already sitting on the edge of her bed, his fat hands grabbing and touching her breasts. Leng Xue frowned, but didn't move.
"Sigh, it's a bit pitiful. Who could be so cruel?" Uncle Hai said with a pang of heartache when he saw the bluish-purple marks covering her snow-white breasts.
“It’s Lord Qinglong,” Leng Xue said softly. “Uncle, what is this
place?” First, she needed to figure out where she was. “Oh, most of the island’s people live here,” Uncle Hai paused, then said, “It’s like a residential area in a city.”
“Then why were I sent here? What am I supposed to do?” Leng Xue had a vague idea of her fate here. If that was the case, it was too terrifying; she didn’t want to believe it.
“There are many men here. They have sexual needs. You are here to serve them,” Uncle Hai said. He was usually quite nice to the women in Jinshui Garden, only getting angry when they disobeyed. However, most of the women sent here had been trained to be submissive, and few dared to resist. Leng
Xue’s heart sank. This place was, in essence, a brothel providing sexual services to the men on the island, and a low-class one at that. But now, she had no choice but to endure it.
"Let me see your back injury," Uncle Hai said, turning Leng Xue over and removing the gauze between her thighs. "It's quite serious, but as long as it doesn't get infected, it'll heal in about ten days."
"What should I call you? You're in charge of managing us, right?" Leng Xue had seen the women working when she came in and knew they shared her fate. Winning over the man before her would be beneficial.
"Just call me Uncle Hai," Uncle Hai said, pleased by her obedient manner. He put the gauze back on and said, "I'll get you some anti-inflammatory medicine later; it'll help it heal faster." "
Thank you, Uncle Hai," Leng Xue said softly. "Uncle Hai, how many men do you sleep with a day here?"
"About ten on average. There are over a thousand men on the island."
Uncle Hai's hands roamed over her naked body.
"Ah!"
Even with some mental preparation, Leng Xue hadn't expected to be raped so many times a day. Her body was severely injured; if she continued to be raped by so many men every day, she didn't know when she would recover.
“Uncle Hai, look how badly I’m injured right now, can’t I wait until I’m fully recovered before… can I go back to work?”
Leng Xue racked her brains for a long time but couldn’t find a suitable word to describe what she was about to do.
“Oh, that’s a bit difficult,” Uncle Hai said hesitantly. “Let’s talk about that later. You let Uncle Hai have some fun first, and I’ll think of something.”
Even with the staff shortage, he could have let her rest for a few days, but Mei Ji said on the phone that the two women sent over, despite their injuries, still needed to serve customers immediately.
Uncle Hai took off his pants and got onto the bed, pointing to his half-erect penis between his legs. Leng Xue understood what he meant. She forced herself up, knelt between his legs, and took his penis into her mouth. His penis was much smaller than Qinglong’s, but it had a foul stench.
Just now, to preserve her last shred of dignity, Leng Xue refused to be raped for two extra hours for Qinglong’s men to perform oral sex on her. But now, she hardly hesitated. To survive, to complete the mission, to find her sister, Leng Xue abandoned all honor and disgrace. “This is a battle,” she silently told herself.
Leng Xue's blowjob skills were only average, but men are driven by desire. Enjoying the service of such a pure and pristine beauty, like snow that has never melted for a thousand years, he gasped in pleasure.
"Oh, oh... don't move, don't move," Uncle Hai pulled his penis out of her mouth; he had almost lost control in just a short while. Leng Xue hoped he would ejaculate, even if it was in her mouth, so she could rest for a moment. She desperately needed rest, desperately needed someone to calmly think about how to face the future.
After about ten minutes of intermittent blowjobs, Uncle Hai shouted, "I can't take it anymore, let's start, you're on top."
He was too fat, with a large belly, so he preferred women to be on top.
"My injury..."
Leng Xue hesitated.
"I told you to come on top!"
Uncle Hai, consumed by lust, wouldn't give up.
Leng Xue spread her legs, pulling at the wound in her anus, causing excruciating pain. Despite the pain, Leng Xue persevered, struggling to climb onto him. His penis pressed against her vaginal opening; though not large, it was too dry for her to penetrate immediately.
"Hold it with your hand, aim it," Uncle Hai instructed, noticing her clumsy movements and knowing her lack of sexual experience.
Under his guidance, Leng Xue grasped his penis and finally allowed it into her body.
"You just lost your virginity, right? It's still very tight!"
Uncle Hai gripped her slender waist, his large body twisting.
"Ugh," Leng Xue nodded through gritted teeth. Her vagina was very dry, and the excessive sexual activity had caused numerous abrasions to the vaginal walls, so the penetration still caused a burning pain.
"When did you lose your virginity?" Uncle Hai pressed, intrigued. Women sent here were usually sexually assaulted by many men; those like Leng Xue, who had just lost their virginity, were extremely rare.
"Last night," Leng Xue replied, a strange pang of pain shooting through her.
"How many men have been with you?" Uncle Hai asked again.
"Six," Leng Xue answered truthfully after a moment's thought.
"How many times have I fucked you in total!"
Uncle Hai, as if on steroids, began to arch his large body, making the naked Leng Xue feel like she was riding a horse.
"Twelve, no, thirteen times," Uncle Hai's question stirred up Leng Xue's humiliating memories. When she said twelve, she had forgotten to include the anal sex.
"Did those men enjoy fucking you?"
Uncle Hai asked as he continued to arch his body.
Leng Xue shook her head.
"Did I enjoy fucking you?"
Uncle Hai asked again.
Leng Xue hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "It really hurts!"
"If it hurts, scream!"
Uncle Hai's forehead was already sweating. "Don't hold it in!"
"Ugh," Leng Xue groaned softly.
"Scream louder!"
Uncle Hai couldn't control his rising desire and began to thrust.
In order to get a temporary rest, Leng Xue mustered her last strength and twisted her body to cooperate with him. After a series of intense twists, Uncle Hai finally stopped. He held Leng Xue for a while before reluctantly getting out of bed.
"I'll go get you some medicine,"
Uncle Hai said.
"Thank you, Uncle Hai."
Leng Xue noticed that her wounds were bleeding again after the recent rape.
Uncle Hai turned to leave, and just as the exhausted Leng Xue was about to fall asleep, he returned, but instead of bringing medicine, he was carrying a woman.
"It's you!" Leng Xue immediately recognized the woman in Uncle Hai's arms as the one she had shared a room with at the Paradise.
Uncle Hai placed Fan Jianxin on another bed. Today was truly strange; two beauties had come, both injured, yet they were only injured, not crippled. Mei Ji must have lost her mind, Uncle Hai thought, extremely puzzled.
He removed Fan Jianxin's clothes, uncovering the gauze from her private parts. The torn wound in her vagina had scabbed over, but she couldn't have sex with a man yet. After being bestially raped, Fan Jianxin had experienced a life-or-death ordeal; her physical and mental injuries were no less than Leng Xue's.
Although Uncle Hai had just been with her, he was still filled with lust, touching Fan Jianxin's naked body. Fan Jianxin remained expressionless, letting him grope her. At this moment, she noticed Leng Xue beside her, and a look of surprise appeared on her face as well.
Unlike Leng Xue, Fan Jianxin wasn't as obedient. Her indifferent expression displeased Uncle Hai, who grabbed her breasts and twisted them hard a few times. But Fan Jianxin only frowned, as if he didn't exist. She hadn't yet recovered from the trauma of being raped by the giant ape King Kong.
Uncle Hai wasn't without temper; although he wasn't particularly fond of violence, it didn't mean he wouldn't use it. A heavy slap landed on Fan Jianxin's face. "Damn it, what are you pretending for here?" Uncle Hai grabbed her hair, dragged Fan Jianxin off the bed to the floor, and kicked her several times.
"Uncle Hai, stop hitting her!"
Leng Xue endured the pain and got up from the bed, grabbing his arm.
"I'm teaching her how to be a person!"
Uncle Hai said coldly.
Leng Xue forced Uncle Hai to sit down on the edge of the bed. "Don't be stubborn. You have to adapt to this place to survive!"
She bent down and helped Fan Jianxin up.
"I'm sorry," Fan Jianxin said, her intelligence evident. She understood her words; survival was paramount, and there was no turning back now that things had come to this.
Uncle Hai, seeing Fan Jianxin's submissive demeanor, calmed down. Despite the presence of stunning beauties, he was powerless to resist and had to let them perform oral sex on him. The two women knelt before her, serving him for over half an hour, finally managing to ejaculate the last of their semen into Leng Xue's mouth.
Satisfied, Uncle Hai kept his word and took some anti-inflammatory medicine and gauze. Leng Xue seized the opportunity to ask Uncle Hai to let them rest for a few days, promising to serve him well. Uncle Hai didn't explicitly agree, but his expression seemed to tacitly approve.
"Thank you for earlier!"
Fan Jianxin thanked Leng Xue as soon as Uncle Hai left. "Let me clean your wounds."
She noticed bloodstains on the gauze between Leng Xue's legs.
"Okay!"
Leng Xue had always had an inexplicable fondness for her. Previously, when they were in the same room, she had kept her distance because she felt Leng Xue was mysterious. But now, her wounded heart especially needed comfort, and the distance between them was rapidly closing.
Leng Xue lay down on the bed, and Fan Jianxin gently removed the gauze, carefully cleaning the wound on her anus.
"Who did this?"
Fan Jianxin asked softly.
"Qinglong!"
Leng Xue replied.
"Truly inhuman!"
Fan Jianxin said bitterly, "One day I'll make them pay for their crimes in blood!"
Hearing the determination in her words, Leng Xue was taken aback. Her intuition told her that this person was no ordinary person, but who could she be? Leng Xue couldn't figure it out.
"Are you badly injured?"
Leng Xue asked.
"It's been a few days, but it's much better now,"
Fan Jianxin said.
Fan Jianxin cleaned Leng Xue's wound and re-bandaged it. Leng Xue offered to clean her wound as well. When the gauze was removed, Leng Xue discovered that her vagina was torn. Although it had begun to scab over, it was still a shocking sight, more severely injured than her own.
"What did this?!"
Leng Xue knew that a woman's vagina was very elastic. Even Qinglong's enormous penis hadn't torn her vagina; could there be an even larger penis?
"Not human!"
Touching Fan Jianxin's wound, a look of pain flashed across her face. "A beast!"
"A beast?"
Leng Xue didn't quite understand.
"A beast!"
Fan Jianxin paused, then said, "A giant ape."
Leng Xue was shocked. The beast she was referring to wasn't a man, but a real wild animal. A surge of indignation welled up in Leng Xue's heart; the humiliation she had suffered was no less than her own.
After cleaning the wounds, both lay on the bed. Leng Xue told Fan Jianxin that their job was to provide sexual services to men, which made Fan Jianxin even more frustrated. "No matter what, I must find and destroy the island's electronic security devices as soon as possible," she thought to herself.
Uncle Hai treated them fairly well, having lunch brought to their room. The meal was quite substantial, and although the two women didn't have much of an appetite, they tried their best to eat as much as possible, as regaining their strength was the most important thing.
Just as they lay down to rest after their meal, footsteps approached, and a man entered—it was Gao Chen, the man who had publicly humiliated Leng Xue. Although he had taken a virgin after yesterday's Demon God Cave qualifying round, her beauty was far inferior to Leng Xue's that day. He had happened to meet Mei Ji at noon and asked her about Leng Xue's whereabouts. Mei Ji told him the truth, so he rushed over. Uncle Hai, though unwilling, was a rising star in the sect and a disciple of the Indian demon monk Ananda; how could he stop him?
Seeing Gao Chen, Leng Xue knew she couldn't escape this ordeal again, and thinking of Xia Qingyang, she felt extremely distressed. Gao Chen lifted the thin blanket and stripped Leng Xue of her recently donned undergarments, leaving her completely naked.
"She only arrived today, she's injured, don't kill her!"
Uncle Hai wrung his hands beside her, extremely dissatisfied.
“You’re injured, let me see.” Gao Chen pulled off the gauze from Leng Xue’s crotch, revealing a patch of blood. “I know, you can leave now. Don’t spoil my fun.” He waved and forcefully shooed Uncle Hai out of the room.
Gao Chen dragged Leng Xue off the bed, grabbed her breasts and fondled them for a while, then made her kneel before him. Leng Xue silently took his erect penis into her mouth and began to suckle gently. At this moment, she absolutely could not anger him; to survive, she had to obey.
“You, get up!”
Gao Chen suddenly saw Fan Jianxin on the other bed and was immediately attracted by her beauty. Fan Jianxin forced herself to get up from the bed and, as he demanded, also took off her clothes.
“You’re injured too.” Gao Chen made Fan Jianxin come over and pulled off her gauze. “One injured in the front, one injured in the back, you two are quite a pair!”
Gao Chen pulled them down onto the bed, and the two of them, according to his demands, provided him with the services he desired, making him moan with pleasure. During the service, the two exchanged glances. Leng Xue suddenly quickened her sucking pace, while Fan Jianxin pressed her head against his chest, her tongue rapidly teasing his nipples. They were of one mind, hoping to bring him to ejaculation quickly and satisfy him, thus minimizing physical trauma.
Their coordination was excellent, and soon Gao Chen's body began to convulse as if he were having an epileptic seizure. He tried to control himself, but couldn't. With a roar, thick semen shot into Leng Xue's throat.
They thought it was over, but Gao Chen hadn't even penetrated them; he wasn't about to finish so hastily. Having just ejaculated, he needed a short rest. Gao Chen suggested they comfort each other, putting on a performance.
With no other choice, the Phoenix Warrior and the Extreme Angel, naked, embraced tightly. They had undergone similar training on Fallen Phoenix Island. They kissed each other, caressed each other's breasts, and softly moaned. Any man witnessing this scene would feel his blood boil and his lust heightened.
Gao Chen's penis was hard as iron again. The two fell onto the bed, embracing each other, with Fan Jianxin on top and Leng Xue on the bottom. As Leng Xue endured the pain and tried her best to spread her legs, waiting for him to penetrate her, she felt Fan Jianxin's body stiffen like wood, her face filled with terror. It turned out that Gao Chen had targeted her anus first.
For anyone, the first time having anal sex is extremely difficult, and Leng Xue, who had had a similar experience, knew her pain all too well. His penis thrust hard a few times, but it remained stuck at the entrance, unable to penetrate.
"Has this been fucked by a man before?" Gao Chen asked.
"Ugh," Fan Jianxin let out a muffled groan from her body.
"Wait," Leng Xue spat some saliva on her palm and then smeared it between her thighs to make the anus as slippery as possible. "Relax, you must relax!"
She whispered in Fan Jianxin's ear. Fan Jianxin, being an extraordinary person, took a deep breath upon hearing this, allowing her body to relax.
Leng Xue gently massaged her snowy buttocks, grasping the flesh on both sides to expand her anus as much as possible. This time, Gao Chen's penis finally pierced into her anus and thrust deeper.
"Relax, relax, good, very good," Leng Xue kept whispering in Fan Jianxin's ear. The intense pain made Fan Jianxin's brows furrow, and large beads of sweat dripped onto Leng Xue's face.
The penis finally reached the bottom, and with a dull thud, Leng Xue felt the impact of immense force. She gritted her teeth and began to groan loudly, trying to attract Gao Chen's attention and make the penis leave Fan Jianxin's body. This trick worked; the penis, which had been thrusting in and out of her anus dozens of times, was pulled out and pierced Leng Xue's body. At this moment, Gao Chen was burning with lust, and the force of his thrusts was immense. The wound between Leng Xue's thighs reopened, but she could only grit her teeth and persevere.
Now it was Fan Jianxin's turn to look anxiously at Leng Xue. In a short time, their mutual support and shared hardships had bound their hearts together. Leng Xue knew she couldn't hold on much longer, so to help him ejaculate sooner, she tried her best to contract her vagina and grip the hot penis tightly each time it entered. This tactic was extremely effective, and soon Gao Chen reached the peak of desire again, roaring and gushing out.
After ejaculating twice, and seeing Leng Xue's blood-stained buttocks, Gao Chen also lost interest and left the two of them. After he left, Uncle Hai came in with medicine, and the two of them cleaned each other's wounds again.
The next day, Uncle Hai originally wanted them to rest and recover first, but Mei Ji called and said they had to start working from that day. At Uncle Hai's insistence, Mei Ji agreed to reduce the number of clients. For Mei Ji, she wouldn't feel at ease until the two beautiful flowers had become withered and fallen.
“I’ll arrange for men to come in later, but I’ll instruct them beforehand to be as gentle as possible,
so your wounds can heal slowly!” Uncle Hai said to the two.
Both of them were pale. Leng Xue said, “Can’t we even rest for three days?”
“No,” Uncle Hai said decisively.
“I can manage, but what about her!”
Leng Xue pointed at Fan Jianxin.
“I asked Mei Ji about that. Mei Ji said, if the front doesn’t work, there’s always the back!” "
Uncle Hai said. He had just done it to Fan Jianxin's anus.
"How many men will there be today?" Fan Jianxin asked.
Uncle Hai hesitated for a moment, "At least three," he said, and left the room.
After Uncle Hai left, in the deathly silence, the two looked at each other speechlessly. After a desperate wait, someone pushed open the door and entered. One was fat and the other thin; they were two chefs from the island. When they saw Leng Xue and Fan Jianxin, their eyes lit up, and they exclaimed in amazement. To them, the beauty before them was something they had never even dreamed of.
"We have injuries," Leng Xue lifted her short skirt, showing them the gauze between her thighs.
"Uncle Hai told us to be gentle," the fat man rubbed his hands, "but, but, we only come a few times a month..."
“We can make you feel just as good in other ways,” Leng Xue said with a smile. Before Leng Xue, who possessed a saintly aura, anyone with a heart of stone would melt.
Leng Xue and Fan Jianxin each pulled one of them to sit on the edge of the bed, then knelt beside them, using their mouths to service them. The two, one fat and one thin, ejaculated twice into their mouths. Although still somewhat unwilling, they repeatedly promised that they would serve them well next time they came. Only then did they leave satisfied.
That night, the people Uncle Hai arranged were indeed honest; Leng Xue and Fan Jianxin avoided intercourse in this way. Fan Jianxin's vaginal wound had already scabbed over and should be fine in three to five days. Leng Xue's constitution was also very good, and her tear was smaller than Fan Jianxin's, so it should only take about a week. It would be mostly healed.
They managed for three days straight, but on the fourth day, a bearded man arrived who wasn't satisfied with Leng Xue performing oral sex on him and insisted on having intercourse. If the wound reopened due to vigorous intercourse, it would take another period to heal. Leng Xue pleaded with him, and the man reluctantly agreed to her suggestion of breast sex.
To survive, Leng Xue wrapped her white breasts around his penis, abandoning all dignity and humiliatingly trying to please him. Thick semen sprayed all over her face, and just when she thought she had passed another hurdle, the overly excited man picked her up, threw her on the bed, and forced himself on her again. As her legs were spread, Leng Xue felt a sharp pain between her thighs; she knew the wound would soon reopen. Just as she desperately adjusted her position to accept the thrusting, Fan Jianxin grabbed the bearded man.
"Brother, she really is injured, let me serve you!"
Fan Jianxin said.
"Aren't you unable to do it either?"
The bearded man noticed the gauze on her private parts. She had just performed oral sex on another man. "
If the front isn't enough, there's the back. Brother, you've definitely never tried the back," Fan Jianxin said softly.
The man who had come in with the bearded man seemed somewhat sympathetic and advised him not to force himself on Leng Xue, saying that Fan Jianxin's service was excellent.
The bearded man reluctantly agreed, and Fan Jianxin got into bed. Although her vaginal wound had healed better than Leng Xue's, it wasn't completely healed.
"You don't have to do this, I can handle it,"
Leng Xue gently embraced her naked body and whispered in her ear.
Fan Jianxin slowly lay down, resting her head on Leng Xue's shoulder, her snow-white buttocks raised high. "My injury is almost healed, but you're not ready yet. These next two days are crucial, otherwise, who knows when it will be fully healed! We need to support each other to get through this."
"Thank you!"
Leng Xue's eyes welled up with tears; at this moment, their hearts were even more intertwined. "
By the way, help me support my waist; that way, the swaying will be less." Fan Jianxin knew she couldn't make any too vigorous movements, or her wound might reopen
. Leng Xue sat up slightly, letting Fan Jianxin lie on her lap, then leaned over and grasped her slender waist. The bearded man's penis was already pressed against Fan Jianxin's anus, but several attempts to penetrate failed.
Just a few days ago, Fan Jianxin had been on top of her, her anus penetrated by a man's penis. Although Leng Xue deeply felt her pain, she hadn't witnessed the whole process. Now, seeing the entire assault up close, and imagining her own anus being penetrated by such an ugly penis, Leng Xue really wanted to chop the man in front of her to pieces.
"Use some saliva," Fan Jianxin said with difficulty. She too carried a mission, and like him, she couldn't die here. No matter the situation, survival was the only option.
Leng Xue forced out some saliva, smeared it on her hands, slightly moistening her anus, and then grasped the penis. The bearded man freed his hands and spread her buttocks. The penis finally slowly entered, and Fan Jianxin's delicate body trembled, but she gritted her teeth and remained silent.
The man's violent thrusting began, and Leng Xue tightly gripped her waist, trying to stabilize her body. Watching the penis rapidly moving in and out between her snow-white thighs, a crystal tear fell onto Fan Jianxin's trembling back.
"No one can last long inside such a peerless beauty's body." Even though the bearded man had just ejaculated once, he only thrust a few dozen times before gushing out again in less than five minutes. Just when Leng Xue thought it was finally over, the relatively honest man beside her couldn't stand the stimulation and offered to fuck Fan Jianxin's anus as well.
Could Fan Jianxin refuse? No! The women in Jinshui Garden were slaves, livestock, with no right to choose. While milky white semen was still dripping from Fan Jianxin's anus, another penis was thrust inside, while the bearded man, still unsatisfied, stood around, wantonly touching their bodies.
The second man didn't thrust as violently as the bearded man. When he was about to ejaculate, he stopped and slowly savored the pleasure from the contractions and contractions of Fan Jianxin's anus.
"Come on, lick it again!"
The bearded man grabbed Leng Xue's hair and forced his penis into her mouth. Slowly, his previously limp penis swelled up again in her mouth. Leng Xue was startled, not for herself, but for Fan Jianxin. This bearded man was incredibly strong; he might do it again. Thinking of this, she, who had been passively enduring, immediately took the initiative, using all the techniques she had learned in Paradise. She hoped that this time the ejaculation would be in her mouth, so that Fan Jianxin would suffer less. Although Leng Xue tried her best, she still didn't succeed. After the other man ejaculated, the bearded man unhesitatingly pulled his penis out of Leng Xue's mouth and returned it to Fan Jianxin's thighs.
This time, it lasted much longer than the previous two times. It wasn't until the hour bell rang that the bearded man stopped in his final frenzy. After a vigorous workout, Fan Jianxin was covered in sweat. When the penis withdrew from her body, she collapsed weakly onto the bed.

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