My university days

I heeded Ting's warning and avoided Wei. Until Friday evening after dinner. Wei intercepted me on my way back to the dorm from the cafeteria.
"Duanduan. I've been looking for you. I've finished reading your assignment and made some revisions. Take it back." Actually, he didn't have any assignment with him. Clearly, he was making an excuse to separate me from my classmates so he could be alone with me. Out of consideration for my classmates, I had no choice but to tell them, "You guys go back first. Hey, could you take my lunchbox back? I'm going to get my assignment."
I followed behind him, feeling uneasy. Before dinner, a car picked Ting up. Otherwise, Ting would definitely have helped me. I kept thinking about Ting's warning: Never trust men. They'll discard you once they're tired of you. Ting told me this: "The old boss and the young boss want to take advantage of me. They made their fortune through swindling and cheating. Do you think they'd let me run the business? They're just using me to deceive and manipulate me. They feed and bribe those in power, giving me gifts and money. They have me accompany them, claiming I'm their son's girlfriend, just to elevate themselves. I also use this opportunity to make friends with officials and real big bosses. Anyway, I'm already a used woman. I've come to terms with it; I can't rely on anyone, I have to rely on myself. I also go out with their friends. Actually, everyone knows what's going on." Thinking about Ting's words, I secretly resolved that I would never do that with Wei again.
When I entered Wei's house, he led me to the sofa and sat down next to me. I immediately and alertly moved away, keeping a distance so he couldn't see me. He smiled awkwardly, stood up, and poured me a glass of Coke. "Are you avoiding me?" I pretended not to understand. "No, why would I avoid you? We're nothing."
"Duan, I really can't live without you. Come live with me." He lunged at me. "No," I struggled free, "I'm still young. I'm only 19, I don't want to find a boyfriend yet." I said, trying to break free and running towards the door. He grabbed me from behind and pulled me into his arms. "But I can't bear to leave you." I struggled desperately in his arms. He was a little angry. He suddenly twisted one of my arms backward. The sharp pain in my shoulder and elbow made half of my body numb.
"I won't let you go." He said viciously. He twisted my arm and pushed me into the bedroom, onto the double bed. I was about to scream when he suddenly pounced on me, pressing me face down on the bed. He pressed my head down hard, shoving my nose and mouth against the mattress. I couldn't scream, I couldn't breathe. After struggling for a few moments, I suffocated. He grabbed my long hair and pulled my head up. Just as I was about to take a deep breath, he shoved a handkerchief into my mouth. Then he pushed me back onto the bed, sat on my waist, twisted my arms behind my back, and tied them tightly with rope. Then he flipped me over, making me lie on my back.
As soon as he flipped me over, I kicked him hard. Unexpectedly, he grabbed my calf and pulled down my shorts, revealing my two white thighs. Before I could react, he ripped off my underwear. My most private parts were nakedly exposed to him.
I struggled desperately. He used a belt to bind my legs, bending them and tightening it around my neck, suspending my legs around his neck. No matter how much I struggled, it was useless. Something hard was inserted between my legs. I twisted my body desperately, but I couldn't stop his penis from continuing. He grabbed my ankles with both hands and pressed them down forcefully. His fingernails dug deep into the tender skin of my ankles, sending waves of pain through me. My knees pressed tightly against my shoulders and cheeks. It felt as if he were about to break my thighs. The pain was incredibly heavy. His heavy body pressed down on me, making it impossible for me to move. He finally thrust into my dry vagina. It felt like rough sandpaper rubbing against the tender inner walls of my vagina; the dry pain sent chills down my spine. I wanted to scream, but my mouth was gagged, and I could only let out low whimpers. He glared, gritting his teeth, and a powerful, muffled roar, like that of a wild beast, erupted from his throat. With another deep, forceful roar, he pressed his entire weight onto my perineum. It felt like a burning stick had been thrust into my genitals, and suddenly a sharp pain exploded in my lower body. I felt my vagina being torn apart, ripped from my thighs all the way to my stomach, as if I were being ripped in two. I couldn't help but scream. But my mouth was gagged, and the scream turned into a muffled gasp. My ears rang, and my head spun. I know nothing more.
A cool sensation on my head woke me up. My first feeling was overwhelming pain. My stomach felt like it was being ripped open, excruciatingly painful. It felt like a thousand steel knives were cutting into my vagina and uterus. My waist felt broken. I involuntarily clenched my fists. I tried to hug my stomach, but it seemed I had no hands. I then realized I was completely naked, utterly exposed. My arms were tightly bound behind my back. The rope ran from behind my neck to my shoulders and then down to my armpits, binding my upper arms tightly, and my forearms and wrists firmly behind my back. My entire arm was numb. The rope dug deep into my flesh, forcing me to involuntarily arch my chest. My mouth was still gagged. My inner thighs and perineum were covered in fresh, undried blood. I was covered in cold sweat. Pain and humiliation brought tears streaming down my face. He was wiping my cheeks with a cool towel. The cold water jolted me awake. His grinning face was so hideous. I really wanted to slap him hard. But my hands wouldn't move. I felt nauseous. But my mouth was gagged, and I couldn't vomit. My throat was parched.
He had taken me; I was his. This thought sent a chill down my spine. I had imagined many times giving myself to my beloved prince charming for the first time. But I never imagined it would be like this, being raped for the first time. "You're finally awake." His icy hands roamed freely over my body. I closed my eyes in shame, letting large tears stream down my face. I gritted my teeth, furrowed my brow, and endured the unbearable pain from my lower body. His cold hand moved to my stomach, intensifying the pain. The aches in my back and the pain in my lower body merged together. My whole body convulsed involuntarily. He seemed to sense my pain, and triumphantly withdrew his hand, slapping my snow-white buttocks twice, leaving two bright red handprints. Then he removed the towel from my mouth. "Water," I said weakly.
He helped me sit up and fed me water from the teapot. "I made ginger and brown sugar water with cola. I prepared it for you a while ago. Drink more while it's hot." The hot ginger, brown sugar, and cola drove away the chill. The pain in my stomach lessened a bit. The pain in my back and lower body separated again. Hot sweat poured out, washing away the cold sweat. My aching, numb arms felt even worse.
"Untie me." I closed my eyes again. I didn't want to see my naked body and his cruel face. He didn't answer me, nor did he untie me. Instead, he reached out and slowly began to knead my breasts. Tears streamed down my face again from my tightly closed, humiliated eyes. I remained motionless, letting him knead me. His kneading speed gradually increased. My breasts slowly warmed and swelled, my nipples proudly erect. I couldn't help but puff out my chest again. His pace quickened. The warmth from my breasts flowed downwards, impacting my waist and hips; the soreness remained, but it wasn't the feeling of something breaking. The warmth swirled in my stomach, churning and pounding in my lower abdomen. The pain in my lower body lessened considerably. I could clearly feel that my uterus was still in place, and my vagina hadn't been torn open. The sharpest pain was emanating from my vagina. The warmth from my breasts also surged towards my bound arms. My arms felt a little warm too. As the warmth spread, the pain in my arms became more and more pronounced.
Seeing that I didn't resist or react, he leaned closer, his warm lips pressed against my breasts. He licked my breasts with his tongue, and waves of electric shock-like sensations radiated from my breasts throughout my body. The current surged to my waist, tearing open the net of pain that had enveloped my waist, turning the soreness into a network of throbbing aches. An electric current surged through my uterus, striking it repeatedly, as if slowly coming back to life. The current surged through my vagina, striking my injured hymen repeatedly, producing a tingling sensation. The current impacted my tightly bound arms, and the blood in my arms seemed to slowly regain its flow.
His tongue licked my nipples, causing them to erect and swell. Like being struck by a powerful electric shock, the intense stimulation instantly sent waves of pain through my entire body. I couldn't help but tremble all over. I involuntarily let out a soft moan. The intense stimulation temporarily suppressed the pain throughout my body.
While he frantically licked my nipples, one hand reached towards my vulva.
"No!" I twisted my body. But he simply spread my legs and aimed his penis at my vagina again. Another wave of pain shot through me. His penis thrust into my vagina once more. "Gently, gently," I pleaded in pain. He thrust in and out, each thrust deeper than the last. I felt my lower body being pierced with each thrust, as if my stomach was being sawed open, deeper and deeper, splitting in two. I groaned in pain, begging him to "gently, gently."
But he didn't soften; instead, he became more and more forceful. One hand pressed down on my shoulder, making my ache and numbness, while the other hand played with my breasts. The stimulation and pain intertwined, making me gasp for breath.
Finally, his penis throbbed violently a few times inside my vagina. A surge of fluid rushed deep into my vagina. His penis slowly softened. He pulled out, the weary end resting beside me.
As the heat subsided, a tearing pain lingered in my lower body, pulling and aching in my waist and hips. I wanted to wash up, but my hips and legs wouldn't obey me.
My struggles startled him, and he pressed himself against me again, kissing me from head to toe. He kissed my face, neck, shoulders, and then kissed my high, firm breasts for a long time, smacking his lips repeatedly. "Untie me," I demanded as he kissed my stomach.
He untied the rope binding my arms. I stretched my numb arms and struggled to sit up. He quickly helped me up, half-carrying, half-dragging me unsteadily into the bathroom. I couldn't stand up straight, so I had to hold onto the wall while he pulled over a plastic chair. He helped me sit on the chair and washed my lower body, flushing out streams of blood and semen.
I had a low-grade fever for several days, and my vaginal inflammation had persisted for a few days as well.

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