Peach Blossom Town (Complete) Author: Guo Nu

Word count: 27521 (complete)

Liu Honggang was eating breakfast at a breakfast stall. Ten years after graduating from university, he was satisfied with his current situation, able to work while pursuing his passion for photography. It was June, and the weather was sunny. He was going to a business meeting in a neighboring city soon, and he planned to take the highway. The weather wasn't hot yet, so driving should be comfortable.

After finishing his last bite, he set off. Soon after getting on the highway, he switched to a national road. He wasn't familiar with the roads there and got a little lost. He glanced at the map, tried to find his way, and drove onto a side road. It was already around 10 a.m., and he was worried he wouldn't arrive on time. For some reason, there was a roadblock ahead. He slowed down and noticed a group of construction workers sitting under the shade of trees by the roadside. Unusually, these were all women, very fit, with typical Sichuanese features—fair and delicate skin—but they didn't look like rural women at all.

He told himself he needed to hurry, so he turned around and headed back to the highway. Just then, one of the tall women walked over and waved to him. She was wearing denim shorts, a round-neck t-shirt, and heavy work boots.
She approached the car, and Liu Honggang rolled down the window.

"We're done. We're going to rest for a bit before removing the roadblocks. I can let you pass first." Her accent wasn't very Sichuanese.

"Thank you," he said, driving through the cleared road, thanking her repeatedly. "Is this the way to Luxian?"
"Yes."

"That's good." He heard the woman say as he passed.

However, he didn't see her take out a walkie-talkie from her pocket, talking to him while smiling in his direction, watching him disappear into the distance with a sly look.

The road followed the stream and the mountainside, winding around a small hill, with fields scattered across the landscape ahead. He drove unhurriedly, opening the window and smelling the fresh scent of crops and soil. It was a typical basin landscape.
Suddenly, he heard a police siren behind him and saw a police motorcycle following closely in his rearview mirror. He stopped, wondering how such a remote place could have such good equipment, almost as good as Beijing's.
He saw a tall policewoman approaching him, wearing black leather boots. Although she looked heavy, she had broad shoulders and a slim waist, appearing very well-proportioned. Her breasts were particularly full and perky. She approached the car a few steps away, looking at him arrogantly.

Liu Honggang himself had the physique of an athlete, with good muscles, but he was only 1.65 meters tall.
This policewoman, even without her boots, was much taller than him, probably 1.80 meters. But her graceful gait concealed the outline of her muscles. Liu Honggang hadn't expected that there were such tall and feminine police officers in China.

"What's wrong?... "

"Get out of the car!!" She rudely interrupted him, gripping the baton on her belt.

Liu Honggang shrugged helplessly, got out of the car, and reached for his driver's license. The policewoman suddenly twisted his arm with astonishing strength. Caught off guard, he was thrown onto the roof of the car. Before he could even protest, his hands were handcuffed behind his back. Then, to his even greater surprise, the policewoman loosened his belt, yanked his trousers down to his ankles, and expertly tightened the belt again, binding his feet securely together. He
was then pushed to the front of the car, feeling his shirt collar tighten as it was ripped off, pulled from his handcuffed wrists, leaving him almost naked.

He was then half-dragged to the roadside bushes by the policewoman. Lying there, panting, before he could even resist, he was brutally beaten with a baton. He struggled to his feet, supporting himself on his knees, facing the policewoman. To his astonishment, he saw that the policewoman had removed her uniform trousers; below the waist, she was wearing nothing but riding boots and black underwear. She even pulled down her underwear right in front of him, using her trousers to hold it down, placing it on top of her car to prevent it from blowing away.

She was still wearing her uniform and white shirt, but she left the uniform open, tied the loose shirt in a knot at her waist, and gently stroked her dark groin area a few times. She stepped back down from the roadside bushes and returned to Liu Honggang, her eyes filled with a wicked smile.

He was somewhat afraid of the baton in her hand, but he had a premonition that her most powerful weapon lay between her legs, in the thick, dark forest.

He instinctively tried to escape, but his tightly bound feet only moved a few steps before the policewoman easily tripped him. First, his buttocks were struck hard by the baton, then the policewoman grabbed his shoulders, her riding boot sweeping towards his knees, the baton raining down on him. She bent down, grabbed his hair, and forced him to kneel, shoving his face into her thrusting crotch. At that moment

, the sound of a car came from the direction Liu Honggang was heading. The policewoman stopped, pushed him aside, and turned to see a luxury car parked on the side of the road. Liu Honggang moved back slightly.
"Alright, you crazy woman," he gasped, "what reason do you have to do this to me?"
The rear window of the car opened halfway, revealing a woman's eyes.

"Was everything alright?" the woman in the car asked.

"No problem, boss, I've subdued him. I'll take him to court first thing tomorrow morning."

"Good, continue."

The window rolled up, and the car drove away.

When the policewoman faced him again, he felt a little apprehensive.

"What did you just say?" she sneered.

Liu Honggang staggered away again, and she made him feel extremely dangerous. Just like last time, he was thrown to the ground, his head hitting the grass. The consequence was another beating. The policewoman showed no mercy, striking so hard that the baton landed on his buttocks, back, and limbs, the intense pain causing him to briefly lose consciousness. The policewoman wasn't satisfied yet, and finally gave him a groin strike.

She stepped back a few paces, letting him groan for a while, before stepping forward again. This time, she straddled his head with her legs spread wide. Looking up, Liu Honggang could vaguely see pink petals between her strong, shapely thighs and the dark undergrowth. She looked down at him provocatively, appearing incredibly imposing. Then she squatted down, her vulva only centimeters from his face, slightly parted, revealing her pink labia swaying, her slightly open vaginal opening, and the brown, wrinkled anus. The scent of her genitals was unusually strong in the early summer heat.

With a muffled groan, she grabbed his hair, pulled him up, and shoved it between her legs.
"If you don't want to be beaten again, let me hurry up," she commanded domineeringly.

Liu Honggang stuck out his tongue to taste her soft, sagging flesh, desperately exploring her sensitive spots. His tongue danced incessantly on her labia, then entered her vagina, licking and rubbing her clitoris, trying to find her sensitive points and quell her anger.
She began to roughly grab his hair, pinning it between her legs. With each wave of pleasure, she rubbed his face, finally guiding his tongue to her swollen clitoris, which was now throbbing and twitching, close to orgasm. After a brief moment of his desperate attempts to please her, she gasped, her head thrown back, emitting a wild, satisfied moan as the pleasure of orgasm coursed through her entire body.

Her body relaxed, her knees trembling involuntarily, and she knelt forward, sitting directly on Liu Honggang's face. Her massive body fell, her vulva enveloping Liu Honggang's face, making it extremely difficult for him to breathe. After a minute or two, she convulsed a few times and calmed down.

Then the policewoman stood up, pulled his hair to make him kneel, turned her enormous buttocks towards him, bent her knees, and thrust her buttocks forcefully against his face. She reached under her buttocks, grabbed his hair, pulled his face between her ample thighs, and forced his mouth against her wrinkled, brown anus, pulling it tightly against hers.

"Put your tongue in and keep working," she said. "Don't stop without me."

He stretched out his tongue, but instinctively pulled it back because her anus was so filthy, filled with a foul odor. A police baton gave him a warning, and to avoid further beatings, he suppressed his nausea and buried his face deep into the mound of flesh before him again. His tongue felt the folds of her flesh, licking away the dried fecal residue.

The policewoman relaxed, letting his tongue enter her opening and lick the soft interior of her rectum. She sighed with pleasure and began massaging her clitoris with her free hand. He slowly felt her sphincter begin to contract, gripping his tongue tightly; another orgasm was approaching. She had already felt her abdomen swell and was a little worried that it might come at any moment.

So she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down and turned to face Liu Honggang. This time, she pushed his head back, making him lean back until she could straddle his face, and then straddled him.

"Thirsty?" she asked mockingly. "Okay, open your mouth."

Liu Honggang knew what was about to happen. Although his brain was in chaos due to the mutation, he knew it was best not to disobey her orders. He opened his mouth wide with effort, and a slight splashing sound came from between the policewoman's legs. Golden fluid gushed from her body into his mouth, overflowing instantly and running down his chin and neck. Without any prompting, he understood the consequences: he was forced to swallow large gulps of her urine, as fast as she urinated. After she finished, the policewoman made him lick the last few drops from her pubic hair. Afterward

, the policewoman returned to her motorcycle by the roadside, used her walkie-talkie to notify that a suspect had been apprehended, then put on her trousers and sat on the roof smoking.

A few minutes later, a covered van pulled up to the roadside, and two voluptuous women, both in police uniforms, got out and walked towards the policewoman who was still smoking on the roof.

"Put him in a cell tonight," the policewoman told them. "Prepare for his interrogation tomorrow. The first thing we'll do tomorrow morning is take him to court."

Liu Honggang was half-dragged into the back of the truck, being tossed around on the cold steel plate as it drove.
The driver clearly wasn't trying to reduce the jolting; he was deliberately torturing him. With each bump, his stomach churned, and his mouth was filled with a foul odor, almost making him vomit.

Ten minutes later, the truck pulled up in front of a beautiful red villa and entered the underground parking garage. The truck finally stopped in front of a gray iron gate. In such a desolate river basin, there was such a luxurious and large complex of buildings.

They dragged him out of the truck and pushed him through the gate. With a dull thud, the heavy iron gate closed behind him, and his heart sank to the bottom.

After entering, they stopped. It was a large hall, and opposite the hall was another door. A woman opened a cabinet in the corner and took out a pair of handcuffs, a pair of leg irons, and a chain with a leather device at the end and a padlock. His hands were pulled to his side and handcuffed to his ankles. The policewoman's handcuffs and belt were removed, his underwear was pulled down, and the leather device at the end of the chain was fixed to his scrotum, pulling his testicles out slightly. With a click, the device snapped into place at the base, secured with a padlock, making it impossible to break free.

"Is it all done?" Liu Honggang protested, "This is too much." The shock he felt in the car had already subsided.

A woman looked at him contemptuously, slapped him twice, then flicked the part of his testicles that were tightly bound by the leather device. He couldn't help but arch his back like a shrimp, the pain making him forget to think.

The two women silently walked towards the door opposite the hall. One of them yanked the chain, forcing him to stagger behind her. The handcuffs restricted most of his movements. They led him through the door into a long corridor with concrete walls and floors, and many rooms on both sides. The doors to the rooms were steel, with a small viewing window at eye level. They quickly led him to the end of the corridor, opened the last door, and pushed him inside. They slammed the door shut, the footsteps fading into the distance until silence fell.

Liu Honggang was in pain, confused, and terrified. The policewoman's brutal assault frightened him, and the two women's arrogance made him feel insulted. He had a vague feeling that this would be the most evil moment of his life.
Liu Honggang observed the cell: a thin blanket on the floor, clearly a bed; a steel toilet in the distance; other than that, the room was cold and empty.

He crawled onto the mat, collapsed onto it, and fell into a deep sleep. Physical exhaustion and mental tension prevented him from contemplating the darkness and terror that lay ahead.

He was awakened by the sound of the cell door opening. The two women entered. One of them pulled a chain to make him stand, led him to another hall, where they made him shower and shave, then took him upstairs to another room.

The wooden door opened, and he was led inside. This was a typical people's court, with a cement floor and several rows of seats, half of which were occupied by women.

The presiding judge, around 40 years old, sat in the center of the dais opposite the judge. Her eyes made her easily recognizable as the court president who had passed by yesterday; she had a cold, aloof air, and wore elegant, impeccable makeup.

To her left sat a young court clerk. The other six were also middle-aged or young women, presumably the lay judges.

Two female court police officers stood on either side of the dais. When Liu Honggang was brought in, they turned to him. Both were in their twenties, one taller, the other of average height, both wearing police uniforms and black boots.

There wasn't a single man present, and no one seemed surprised that Liu Honggang had been brought in naked, his genitals exposed. It was strange, but it made him somewhat less embarrassed.
Liu Honggang was led to an open bench opposite the judge. The two female officers roughly pushed him to kneel facing the dais, then stood on either side of him. The presiding judge looked down at him with contempt.

"Prosecutor, please read the indictment," the presiding judge announced.

A woman, not yet thirty, stood up from the prosecutor's dock on the left. She was wearing a uniform and had a serious expression.
"On May 6, 2000, Liu Honggang, a Chinese national, was driving dangerously on a town highway and attempted to sexually assault a female police officer, resisting arrest," she said.

Liu Honggang was surprised and even more furious. "What the hell are you talking about? Yesterday I was going to discuss business, driving to..."
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a heavy blow to the back of his neck, and his head slammed against the floor. A female court officer next to him stepped on the back of his neck with her boot. After he was subdued, the trial continued.

"The suspect must not make a sound," the presiding judge said loudly.

"Prosecutor, do you have any witnesses?"

"Only the female police officer, Your Honor."

The female officer was called into the courtroom and began to give her testimony.

"I saw the suspect driving recklessly on the town road, so I followed him and made him stop. When I got close to his car door, he jumped out, tore at my clothes, and even grabbed my breasts. I had no choice but to subdue him and then notify my colleagues to put him in jail."

Liu Honggang was utterly enraged by this blatant distortion of the facts. Now he was in a strange place, being sued by a group of unfriendly women, and he knew that even bigger trouble was yet to come.

"Does the defense attorney have anything to say?" the presiding judge asked.

Liu Honggang felt a glimmer of hope; at least the court had assigned him a defense attorney.

"No, Your Honor," a woman on the right side of the defense panel replied.

His heart sank.

"Court adjourned, lay judges deliberating," the presiding judge announced.

Liu Honggang, helplessly pinned beneath the boots on the cold cement floor, gasped for breath, furious at this unjust trial.

The ten-minute break ended.

"Suspect, raise your head," he heard the judge command.

The boots on his neck were removed, and a hand grabbed his hair, pulling him to his knees.

"Prosecutor's closing statement," the presiding judge continued.

The prosecutor immediately began reading:

"This is a typical, symbolic case of male testosterone disorder. Your Honor, castration and lifelong labor reform are feasible punishments."

Fear gripped Liu Honggang, cold sweat pouring down his body. Where was this verdict? He began to doubt the reality of it all, but the courtroom seemed so formal, not at all fake. Was his fate truly sealed?

At this moment, his defense attorney stood up to speak. She was also a woman under 30, dressed in professional attire, tall and slender, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, very refined.

"Although the chances are slim, I still hope the court will give the prisoner a chance to reform. I believe he will try his best to make amends, understand the proper attitude he should have as a lower gender in front of a higher gender like women, and strive to prove his worth through his service. I suggest a temporary recess in the presiding judge's office for a discussion to give the prisoner a lenient sentence."

"Very well," said the presiding judge, "Take him to my office."

The presiding judge stepped down from the podium and left through a side door, followed by the prosecutor and the lawyer. Liu Honggang was taken to the presiding judge's office by two female court police officers. He was forced to kneel before the judge's desk, with the prosecutor and lawyer sitting on armchairs on either side. Then the female court police officers closed the door and left.

The judge looked down into his eyes, his gaze possessing a seductive yet mocking smile, like a cat eyeing its prey, completely different from the imposing presence he had shown when they first met on the street.

"Turn to my desk," the judge ordered.

Liu Hong crawled on his knees, going around the left side of the table. Turning around, he saw the judge swivel her chair towards him. Her uniform skirt was pulled up to her waist, revealing nothing underneath except for stockings and high heels.
This made him hesitate.

"Come here," she commanded. He shrank back, trembling as he approached.

When he was about half a meter away from the judge, she grabbed his hair and pulled him towards her crotch, bringing his face less than an inch from her lush pubic bone.

"We're here to decide whether your testicles will stay. You'd better give everyone here a good time. I warn you, you'd better treat us all like queens. We can cut off your thing and feed it to the dogs anytime. You should know what we do. If you satisfy us, your little thing might stay with you a little longer."

Then, she pulled him between her legs. He stuck out his tongue, trying to serve her. When he licked her salty, pungent labia, she moaned softly in pleasure, making a pleasant nasal sound. Her lower body was already extremely wet. She pulled his head up and aimed his mouth at her swollen clitoris. He licked and kissed her passionately, pouring out all his passion. To bring her pleasure was perhaps his only hope of saving himself.

With her rapid breathing, she was about to climax. Her full thighs clamped his head between them. As he continued his vigorous service, she convulsed, feeling a powerful orgasm. After the orgasm, the judge kicked him in the chest with his high heel and shoved him away.

"What are you waiting for? Get over here," he heard the prosecutor say.

He turned his head and saw the prosecutor leaning back in her chair, her skirt pulled up to her waist. She wasn't wearing underwear, and her legs were spread wide on the armrests. Her pubic hair was a regular triangle, clearly trimmed. The edges of her pink labia were black, protruding and covering her clitoris. Her buttocks were completely spread apart, and her anus looked like a black vortex.

Liu Honggang's lips and tongue were already somewhat numb. He desperately crawled towards her, not wanting to anger her in the slightest. He buried his face between her legs, and she grabbed his hair and pressed him down, lifting his face away from her buttocks, allowing only her tongue to lick her anus. Her intention was clear. He licked her folded anus, feeling it relax and protrude. His tongue slid inside, and he struggled to move it around. His efforts finally elicited a groan from her; her anus gripped his tongue. As if it were endless, she kept letting him lick there. Finally, she moved her hips forward, guiding him to lick her clitoris—a signal that her orgasm was approaching. Her clitoris was already hard and erect.

"Okay," she said through gritted teeth. At this moment, he was licking her clitoris vigorously. Her body convulsed in a spasm; her orgasm had arrived. Her body trembled as she felt the pleasure coming. She let out an animalistic moan of pleasure, a deep sigh, and pushed him away.

Liu Honggang had no time to rest. He immediately turned to his lawyer and saw that she was already impatient. She was kneeling on the chair, her naked buttocks facing his face. She appeared quiet, but her pubic hair was quite abundant, even around her anus. He knew what she meant and stuck his tongue into her anus. She forcefully thrust her hips against his face.

She reached behind her and grabbed his hair, burying his face firmly between her buttocks, while rubbing her clitoris with her other hand. Her anus suddenly contracted, and her body trembled violently; she had reached orgasm. She abruptly sat back in her chair, screaming, "Good!" Finally, the intense pleasure of the orgasm left her weak and slid to the floor. She stood up

, pulled Liu Honggang to kneel before the table, and returned to her chair, tidying her hair and clothes.

All three women regained their cold and calm demeanor, adopting the airs of government officials. The presiding judge asked the two women for their opinions on Liu Honggang, and they both said they were unsure, including the judge himself. They decided to decide through a referendum. The prosecutor returned to the courtroom, leading the chain from his scrotum, and the presiding judge announced the decision.

"We've chosen to decide the final verdict through a public vote. Tomorrow at sunrise, the prisoners will be taken from the courthouse to the town square and locked up there. Any citizen has the right to vote, using their free time to let the prisoners provide themselves with pleasure and then make their own choice,"

the prosecutor said. "Your Honor, one prisoner has failed in his rehabilitation and will be castrated tonight to teach him what correct thinking is."

"That's the decision," the judge announced, adjourning the court.

Liu Honggang was taken back to his cell. He lay in the darkness, feeling fear and pain. At least now he was on probation. Tomorrow he would have to serve all the women in town to try and avoid becoming a eunuch. This was a crazy world; his mind was now numb.

The cell door opened again, and he was led out. This time, he was led up the left-hand staircase to a deeper part of the building, into a circular hall. In the center of the hall was a large wooden table more than half a meter high, secured with leather straps. In the center of the table was a raised equilateral triangular wooden block, 15 centimeters high, with a triangular base 30 centimeters high and 10 centimeters wide. There was a hole at the bottom through which the leather strap passed.

To the left of the hall were two rows of leather chairs, about 20 in total. The table in the center of the hall was clearly visible. Each chair had a U-shaped notch at the front edge.

On the opposite side of the hall was a wooden cangue fixed to a platform the same height as the table. Liu Honggang was brought there, kneeling with his hands and head secured to it. Not far in front of him was the large wooden table.

Two female guards went out briefly, then returned pushing a food cart filled with champagne, red wine, and other tableware. They stood on either side of the entrance, waiting to serve, and opened the door.

Liu Honggang heard footsteps in the corridor. The presiding judge appeared in the doorway, accompanied by another tall, beautiful woman, like a model, whom he had never seen before.

The judge had removed her uniform, wearing only a black leather corset, her full breasts fully exposed, perfectly supported by whalebone bras. Her lower body was completely naked, revealing smooth, neatly trimmed black pubic hair, and her long legs were clad in black pointed boots that went over her knees.

The tall woman beside her wore a black tight-fitting suit, but her breasts and buttocks were exposed. Each woman had a naked man crawling at her feet like a dog, wearing a dog collar around their necks, and their scrotums were bound in the same way as Liu Honggang's, except that they were also bound with a heavy-looking ball, which, while hindering movement, prevented them from standing up.

They walked to the food carts, each choosing a different drink, and then returned to their chairs. Their slaves knelt at their feet, heads bowed and breathless. They began to chat amiably, and Liu Hong just heard the presiding judge address her companion as...

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