Broken shoes pass through the hall

Last night, Qiaoxia's trial was truly a spectacular show, more captivating than any performance she'd put on stage.

You know that girl, only eighteen and already slept with every cadre in the production team. Anyway, her mother was a prostitute
who was bought by a landlord as a concubine, not a respectable woman. Everyone in the village says she's even prettier than her mother was in her youth. She
always wears white rubber shoes, walking with a lithe, almost floating gait. When she performs Errenzhuan (a type of folk opera) on stage, she's so alluring
, she's famous throughout the commune.

Last night, when they brought her here, she was dressed quite simply—a white cotton shirt and blue cotton trousers—but they were so tight and narrow, her small breasts
were prominent , her little bottom was bulging, quite a sight! And she was wearing white rubber shoes and white braids, so damn wanton. No wonder
she attracts so many men.

Upon entering the courtroom, she knelt upright, chin to chest, and readily admitted to being a "loose woman" when questioned. She even
slapped herself in the face, saying, "I deserve to die, I'm shameless, I'll never do it again!"
She looked quite pitiful. Zhang Yong demanded a detailed account of each adultery incident. While most "loose women" would rather endure beatings than recount their shameful
deeds, she spoke readily, detailing how she took off her pants, the positions, the actions, and the vulgar language used.
She spoke softly, as if talking about someone else's affairs. But upon closer inspection, it was all about how the cadres first threatened and coerced her,
how they abused her; the more she spoke, the more it sounded like a complaint, and she even sobbed and shed tears. Zhang Yong accused her of "turning the tables and
trying to overturn the verdict," and the torture he inflicted was severe: finger-crushing.

This delicate young woman, how could she endure such torment? Her slender waist twisted with such gusto!
She screamed in a high-pitched voice! Her face was pale and swollen with pain, and she was sweating profusely. This wasn't the stage performance of Chen Sanliang being tortured; this was real torture.
In less than ten minutes, she kept shouting, "I'll confess! Spare me!" Zhang Yong then demanded that she confess how she seduced men,
what methods she used. She stammered and couldn't say anything more. Zhang Yong then made her pull up her trouser legs, kneel on the washboard, and
sit in a jet position with her buttocks sticking out. The sight was quite grotesque; the thin trousers stretched her buttocks so much that her cleft was
clearly visible. He first pulled off one of her shoes, asking her why she always wore those kinds of shoes. She said she was used to wearing them when she was in middle school, practicing long-distance running,
playing ball, and acting; they were light and comfortable. Zhang Yong then slapped her buttocks with the rubber sole of his shoe, making
a loud and crisp sound. He said these were the shoes worn by the city's "white shoe team" of hooligans, and why would she wear white shoes back to work in the team? She
finally admitted, after being beaten so badly, that she wore white shoes to look bright and playful, hoping to attract men. From there, they scrutinized
every detail of her daily attire: her love of tight-fitting blouses to show off her slim waist and attractive breasts, her love of rolling up her trousers to flaunt her round
calves, her love of wearing her long hair in a ponytail to imitate the coquettishness of city girls… After being beaten with the soles of shoes for a while,
she would admit to one thing. Then she would explain how she would playfully fight with men, say vulgar things that young girls wouldn't dare to use, how much she loved to laugh, and
how much she loved to sing opera—all to arouse men's wicked thoughts. Anyway, she had been kneeling on the washboard for so long
that it was harder to endure than being beaten, and her opera singing had made her incredibly thick-skinned, so she dared to say anything. Later, she would explain how she seduced cadres,
which was even more promiscuous. Take the production team leader, for example; she got together with him in the sorghum field. That day, she first
worked hard hoeing the field, then, feigning unbearable heat, took off her undershirt, leaving only a short-sleeved sweater
clinging to her skin. She even rolled up her trousers like a young man, showing off her bare arms and legs, and flirted with the team leader. Seeing his eyes constantly
lingering on her, and sensing his interest, she asked for leave, saying she needed to relieve herself in the sorghum field. She added,
"You're not allowed to come." Once in the sorghum field, she urinated without pulling up her pants, squatting there for a long time, waiting for him to find her.
When he called her, she approached and whispered, "I'm here, you're not allowed to come over!" When he found her,
seeing her as a young girl, naked, his lust was instantly aroused, and they consummated their relationship. Listen to what she said herself:
"When I saw him approaching, I knew it was all over. But I pretended to be incredibly ashamed, covering my face with one hand and pulling up my pants with the other,
naked faced him and crawled into the sorghum stalks. When he pulled me out, I saw he was holding a small hoe, so I pretended to be pitiful
and begged him: 'Please don't hurt me! I won't scream, I'll let you fuck me!' I seduced someone and then pinned the blame on him.
If things got out, I could say he forced me to do it." "Listen to this, how cunning this little slut is! Later
she talked about all her skills in bed and on the ground. You missed it, what a pity! For example,
when men and women are cuddling together, she can put her legs on a man's shoulders, sticking out her pussy so his penis can go all the way in. Have you ever heard
of such a way of doing it? No, right? I'll tell you the details slowly. It'll make you drool and your crotch soaked
.

This confession took two hours. Her knees suffered terribly.

Zhang Yong also wanted her to confess her motives for seducing cadres. She said that when she was in school, she loved reading novels and many
ballads, all about love between men and women, which gave her bad ideas. She always wanted to do it for real, and once she tasted it,
she became more and more addicted. 'I get lustful whenever I see a man, my head is itching.'" "How could she say that! Zhang Yong is really something.
He asked her, 'If you're so slutty, why don't you sleep with any man? Why only go for cadres? You have so many tricks up your sleeve when it comes to
seducing men, and so many different ways to get laid. Where did you learn all that?' She was speechless again. Zhang Yong slapped her more than twenty times with
the soles of his shoe, and she just started acting like a coward, rolling on the ground, no matter how much he kicked or hit her, she just wouldn't get up. So Zhang Yong
told us to put her in handcuffs again.

This time the handcuffs were really harsh. I had to grab her..." The two braids were kept in place, preventing her from twisting them—the braids were jet black and shiny,
slippery, and really hard to grip; they were like a thorn in one's side. They braced her back and knees. They put on the finger-crushing device, tightened
the leather straps, and even tapped her with a small stick! With each tap, the little girl screamed, her body jerked, and beads of sweat the size of
soybeans Her feet scurried wildly on the ground, causing her remaining shoe to fall off.
After more than twenty taps, her screams were barely audible; she cried out, "Help! It hurts so much! Have mercy!" Her crotch and one
pant leg were soaked with urine! She looked awful! Zhang Yong was afraid she wouldn't be able to take it and would faint. He stopped tapping her, wrapped the leather straps around
both ends of the finger-crushing device, and said, "Who can save you? If you don't tell the truth, I'll break your fingers one by one, and
you'll die of pain, you wretched thing!" "She trembled with fear and confessed that when she got stuck, just one more
tap on the finger-crank would make her panic and she'd quickly confess again. You'd never guess what she said.

She confessed that her mother had given her the idea to seduce the cadre. Ever since she returned to work in the village, her mother had told her, '
You were born into a landlord's family and are as beautiful as a flower. We wanted to send you to school so you could find a better life in a bigger place. Now we can't let you
study, and you'll be stuck in the village. Sooner or later, you'll be in trouble. Who knows when you'll be ruined by a man and won't be able to get married. Even if
you do get married, you won't find a good partner among the "five black categories," and powerful men will force you to become a slut. You're just another piece of meat in someone else's mouth.'"
It would be better to actively befriend a cadre or two and have them as a backer. At best, they'd assign lighter tasks, higher scores, and more money and goods;
maybe even Mom would suffer less hardship and less work. At worst, someone you'd slept with might be a little more lenient and
wouldn't treat you like they treated me—that would be a short-term benefit. She initially refused, saying the Party had policies, and if she
worked hard in the team, even her well-educated children would have a future. Her mother used herself as an example, saying, "I was originally
a girl your father bought; your aunt wouldn't allow him to take a concubine. I didn't want this old geezer to harm me either. But my aunt was
extremely jealous of me, and she'd strip me naked from the waist up and beat me with bamboo sticks and feather dusters until my flesh was raw. On rainy days, I
was forced to kneel on bricks in the yard; when my legs were frozen, I'd go to the well to fetch water, and the tobacco skewer would poke my thighs and arms until they
bled." I couldn't live like this, so I had to secretly work with your father first, bewitching that old man and instigating him to fight with your aunt
every few days . Eventually, I managed to suppress your aunt and marry me as a concubine, though I have even less say than her.
Nowadays, daughters of the "Five Black Categories" are even lower than maids used to be. A maid was at the beck and call of her family, but now everyone in the team
can do whatever they want
with you. They'll find a reason to criticize and struggle against you. Can you stand it? You're strong and have a sense of shame, but when they struggle against you, they hang a big black card on you, and you bend over like this, letting the men rub and beat you. What face do you have left? She saw her mother being struggled against time and time again,
even carrying big stones from the reservoir, and she was afraid. The team leader and the militia company commander also scolded and berated her
. The team leader even slapped her as a commune member. She listened to her mother and decided to do it, but she was afraid that if she made a mistake, things would get even worse. Her mother
then taught her that she had to seduce cadres, the more powerful the better, because they were also afraid of being exposed and could protect her. Even if others
saw it, they wouldn't dare offend him, so they wouldn't expose your shame. Besides, he's a cadre, he's in charge of you. Even if he can't cover
it up, you can say he forced you to do it, and your crime will be lighter, and you'll even get some benefits. Her mother also told her that
in the early days after liberation, her father was beaten to death by the poor peasants' association. The deputy director of the association summoned her mother, beat and harassed her, and accused her of "digging up stolen goods."
She couldn't tell him where she was hiding, so she said she wanted to strip her naked and hang her up to beat her. Her mother realized he had lustful intentions, so she took off her pants
and let him have sex with her, becoming his mistress. He then wanted to change her mother's class status to that of a hired laborer. Later, the truth came out, and the deputy
director was sentenced to several years in prison, but her mother wasn't sentenced. She only gained the reputation of being a prostitute. During the difficult times when they couldn't afford food,
her mother went to steal vegetables and was caught by the brigade's security guard. She took off her pants and let him have sex with her, and he released her. When food rations weren't distributed to her family,
her mother let the brigade secretary have sex with her to his heart's content, and then it was approved. These things were kept secret for years, until the Four Cleanups Movement,
when the issue of the brigade's security and the "four unclear" issues was brought up, and her mother was implicated again, accused of being a "loose woman." The brigade secretary was still in office, so the secret was covered up until
the Cultural Revolution. Her mother even said, "Anyway, our kind of family is never good. Don't blame your mother for not bringing you honor. If it were
n't for my shameless act, you wouldn't have even been able to go to school; you would have died during the difficult times.
No matter how innocent you are, people can frame you for anything. Even if you're not a 'loose woman,' they can still torture you into confessing. I'm teaching you
to do this so you won't suffer now. As for the future, we'll just take it one day at a time!" She also said, "Even if I'm dragged out and struggled
against , at least someone will suffer with me. Seeing those cadres suffering for me, I can at least vent my anger. Otherwise, what am I supposed to do,
just let them trample on me?" How vicious she was!

This girl's many methods of seducing men, and her skills during sexual encounters, were all taught to her by her mother, little by little.

You think her mother, a former prostitute, couldn't do anything? Even on her deathbed, she told her, "Xiazi, you must do a good job!
If you can avoid being labeled a landlord again, I'll die in peace!" Shi Qiaoxia, relying on
the skills , seduced nineteen men, all of whom were useful to her. Not only did she reap many benefits,
but in the year before her mother's death, aside from a few public appearances at the commune-wide criticism meetings, she wasn't criticized by the brigade or team. Shi Qiaoxia
worked as a vendor at the free market, even sleeping with the market manager, and the team turned a blind eye, even
transferring her from the field group to the fruit tree team. By this time, it was past 11 PM, but listening to all this, no one was sleepy. Xiao Xue's
notes were incredibly detailed; you could read it like a novel. Most importantly, this girl was beautiful. Even
when was still attractive. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging to her skin, making
her waistline even more prominent. Her two small, bare feet, with rounded heels and pink toes, were
incredibly alluring. It was a pity about her hands; the finger restraints had been on for two hours, only being removed when she was signing her name and pressing her fingerprints.
All eight fingers were swollen like carrots, the lower half dark purple, and the base of the fingers completely rubbed raw!

The most exciting part was yet to come. During the interrogation, Zhang Yong threw her shoes at her, made her put them on, and made her kneel upright
, asking what crime she was guilty of. She sobbed uncontrollably, saying she wouldn't yield to any sentence, only begging that since she
had confessed everything, she be spared some face during the denunciation, so she could start anew. Zhang Yong said, "The mass struggle against women never
goes too far, but what you, you slut, have done is too shameless. I can be lenient with you in public, but tonight I
'll teach you a lesson." He asked her, "You've read a lot of old books and watched old plays.
What kind of punishment did the yamen give to daughters convicted of adultery back then?" Her face turned red, and she whispered, "Take off their pants and get a spanking." Da Yong said, "That's right!
That's how you should be treated! Doesn't that feel unfair?" Don't be fooled by how carefree this girl was when she confessed; she was incredibly ashamed at
this point. Even the roots of her neck turned red. She said "I don't feel unfair,"
but tears streamed down her face. Knowing she couldn't escape it, she unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down, then lay face down on the ground.
She also pulled down her little red underwear to the back of her knees, revealing her two snow-white thighs. And her buttocks? They weren't
snow-white anymore; after being hit so many times with shoe soles, they were red and purple, swollen and bulging. She lay there perfectly straight, even mimicking
the lines from the songbook, "When Qiaoxia, the girl who committed the crime, knew her sins and willingly accepted her grandfather's beating." Dayong got excited too, slammed his hand on the table, and
shouted, "Come on! Give this shameless, filthy little slut a good slap on the bottom, naked forty strokes! Beat her!"

I'd heard that some women had their pants pulled down and were spanked before, but this was the first time we'd ever done it here.

The first time we'd ever spanked a woman like this, especially a pretty young girl, it was so exciting! Spanking her without pants
on hit. Each stroke left a
bright red mark. I held down her calves; those calves were so slippery and firm, and when she struggled in pain,
the flesh on her calves rolled around—thinking about it now still gets me excited! My position was right in front of her butt crack, and as the paddle pounded,
her two buttocks bounced and twisted wildly, creating countless variations in the groove between her buttocks and the two grooves at the base of her thighs.
I even managed to make this little girl fart! When her buttocks bounced really hard, even half of her vulva was visible. It was really...
Ugh. alr:lnh9c She was in so much pain! With each stroke, she'd let out a long, drawn-out cry of "Ouch! Waaah!" The high
and low whistles sent shivers down your spine. After about ten strokes, she'd add
cries of "Have mercy!" and "Spare me!" Her buttocks were covered in purple welts—so pitiful! After twenty strokes, Dayong told Xiaolong to switch with Tiesheng.
She sobbed and begged, "This criminal deserves to be beaten, but my buttocks can't take it anymore. Please, Grandpa, have mercy and hit my
legs instead!" What did Dayong say? He said her buttocks couldn't take much beating; any more and they'd be ruined. They needed to keep her buttocks intact
for later. But using her legs to block her buttocks was too easy; besides, she needed to keep her legs healthy enough to walk. They'd have to use her
vagina to block her buttocks and take the beating. They told us to turn the little girl over, make her lie on her back on the ground,
pull off her pants and underwear, spread her legs, one person holding one leg, another holding down her hands, and then take off
one of . The four of us took turns hitting her bald head five times with the sole of our shoes. She got what she deserved;
begging for mercy was useless.

This was quite a spectacle! She lay there like she was being fucked. Her little belly was so white and
tender, the little hollow around her navel was moving, it made me dizzy just looking at it. Her vulva was partially covered by pubic hair, but
we got a good look at that cleft. We hit her head with the sole of our shoes, and with each hit, she would stick her butt out and
howl, probably similar to being fucked. I held her legs down the whole time, and it was my turn to hit her last
. Her lower abdomen was already bright red from being hit, the skin swollen and turned inside out; it was almost too painful to hit her
. She looked at me with teary eyes and cried, "Please have mercy! Have mercy!" She was so pitiful, but I still had to hit her,
right? I hardened my heart, swung her little white shoe, and hit her down. Each hit made her thigh tighten, and my mind
raced—you didn't get this chance! While hitting her, my crotch was soaked with semen.

They beat her thoroughly, made her put on her pants and shoes, tidied her hair, and made her kneel down again. Zhang Yong asked her, "You little stinking cunt,
does it hurt? Aren't you ashamed?" He then asked her, "Do you submit?" She quickly kowtowed again, saying, "This criminal knows her crime,
I deserve to be beaten. I sincerely repent and will never dare to run away again! Please, Grandpa, have mercy and spare this criminal's life." In the end,
she was sentenced to "one month in cangue" plus "one hundred strokes of the cangue." They put
a freshly made cangue on her in court, weighing at least twenty pounds, which was a first for her. They also affixed a seal that read "Shi Qiaoxia, a habitual adulterer, son of
a son of a bitch," and another charge: "Corrupting cadres and plotting to change the government
." She cried again when she saw the charges. Zhang Yong asked her again if she was wronged, and she said no. Zhang Yong said that she was to be forced to wear this cangue for a month
without being able to remove it. Every day, she would be paraded through all eleven production brigades of the commune. On days when she wasn't paraded, she would have
to kneel for half a day each day carrying the cangue at the commune, the supply and marketing cooperative, or the stage in front of our house. This was called the cangue. He also said that she had to be able to sing
Errenzhuan type of folk opera), and she had to write lyrics about the shameful things she had done and sing them to everyone. If she could write them completely and sing them well, it would be considered a thorough
confession and genuine repentance, and then her clothes wouldn't be stripped off during the public display. If she couldn't write them well in three days,
she would be stripped naked and displayed to everyone. If she still couldn't write them well in five days, she would be made to wear only her underwear. If she still couldn't meet the requirements in ten days, she would be punished by being naked and embarrassed.
One hundred strokes of the cane was a punishment to be endured within a month. Tonight's strokes were forty, so she would have to be struck ten times every five days,
and she would have to be stripped naked and beaten. If she behaved well, she would be beaten in this room like today; if she didn't behave well, she would be dragged outside
to the stage and beaten in front of everyone. She'd have to serve her sentence dutifully for a month. After that, she could be released back to the production team for supervised labor .
For the next six months, she wouldn't wear a hat; the hat would be held by the villagers. If she didn't behave well this month, the best-case scenario was being put in a hat and sent to
the commune's labor reform team at the quarry. The worst-case scenario would be reported to the county, and she'd be arrested and imprisoned by the police. Hearing this, the
little
girl turned pale with fright, her body trembling. With the shackles on, she couldn't kowtow anymore, only able to clasp her bruised little hands together and keep bowing to Zhang Yong, not daring to cry, saying, "This prisoner will definitely serve her sentence dutifully. Tonight, even if I don't sleep, I'll compose a
song, strive to be strong, and start anew!"

She knelt for half the night, endured the torture, and wore heavy shackles. She could barely walk after leaving the courtroom; Xiaolong and I had to carry her
back to the backyard. Her knees and buttocks were swollen; she groaned with every step. I don't know how she got through the rest of the night.
Zhang Yong showed her mercy today, letting her rest for a day. Tomorrow, she'd be dragged out for public humiliation. I just brought her
food; she was practicing singing. I heard a few lines, something like, "Wearing white shoes, I seduce people; taking off my slits
, I want to be hugged; my cunt is slippery from being fucked; I've done all sorts of shameful things, so what? I'm worse than a dog."
Only a slut like her could sing that. It'll be quite a show on stage tomorrow. In a few days, when it's time to spank her,
you'll see her naked bottom, though whether she'll actually get spanked is another story. So pitiful, being trained at such a young age.
But it's very well written; the slutty and depraved nature is portrayed vividly.
When will the next part be released? I'm looking forward to it. Good article, this is the type I like. I hope the author continues to share good articles. A very good BDSM novel,
full of slutty charm!
I like
this type,
haha. Hmm, not bad, not bad, but I don't really like the background. But thank you anyway. This kind of slut needs to be abused even more severely.
Well written ,
but too short.
A sequel would be better. A very rustic story, very stylish. If there were fewer vulgar words and more descriptive writing, it would be even better. This girl seems to be in high school. It reminded me of my own high schools. I read the entire text in one go. It reminded me of the Cultural Revolution in the 1960s and 70s. Men and women in that era were all perverted. Coupled with the poverty of spiritual and material life, people could only pass the time through these boring things. Only those who have experienced it firsthand can understand. The author must have experienced those times. Anyway, I have experienced them. So I feel a connection to this story. I support the author's work and efforts, and I hope to see your next masterpiece soon. In that era, being invincible at 18 and sleeping with everyone in the village is unimaginable!

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