Tragic events in the warehouse

Text (I) Trap

I am a clerk at a trading company. That day, a foreign client wanted to order a batch of mechanical parts. Since I had never acted as an agent before, I had to find some machinery factories to see if they could produce them. So I flipped through the business directory, asking each company one by one, but I couldn't find any manufacturers offering a reasonable price. I had no choice but to look for some small factories. I quickly found one.

"Hello, what's your price for bolts?"
"...My surname is Jiang. Send a lady to take a look. The timing is good, the price is negotiable." The person on the other end of the phone was a middle-aged man. He hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a hoarse voice.

Since I only had a few hours left before the end of the workday, if my trip went smoothly, I could leave early! So I reported to my boss. At this moment, another colleague, Jinghui, seemed to see through my plan. She ran over to the boss with a smile and said, "I want to go with her too. I'm the best at bargaining."
The boss frowned, but seeing Jinghui pouting, he had no choice but to let her go.

We were excitedly discussing going to the movies and shopping at the department store later, and before we knew it, we had driven into an area filled with small factories. The roads here were winding, and the house numbers were disjointed, making it really hard to find. I turned several corners, but still couldn't find the factory. Just as I was about to call them, Jinghui, with her sharp eyes, spotted a sign behind a building in the distance—it was the factory. Strangely, all the factories in the vicinity seemed to be closed; it was so quiet, with only the barking of a large wolfhound. As soon

as we parked, a man came out of the factory and greeted us: "Come in and sit down. Did you send two young ladies?"
"Yes! The price is right. The boss will come in person in a few days."
This middle-aged man with a beer belly was probably the boss; he was wearing slippers and a t-shirt, and his mouth was full of bright red betel nut juice—a very typical look.

He pulled the iron roller door halfway up, gesturing for us to go in. Jinghui and I had no choice but to bend down and enter first. Once inside the factory, we were stunned. There was no production equipment; we only saw three workers squatting against the wall, one of whom was leading a wolfhound.

"Boss Jiang, where's your equipment?"
Boss Jiang came in and slammed the iron gate shut, ignoring us, and said directly to the three workers, "These two are pretty good! Haven't had any fun in ages~"
Hearing this, our hearts sank. We never expected to encounter something like this. Jinghui gripped my hand tightly, I could feel her palms sweating.

"Boss Jiang, don't do anything rash. Our company knows we're here. Let us out!" I said, trying to sound calm.

But his next reply completely surprised us.

"Damn it! I'm not the boss. We moved out last week. I sneaked in to kill some time and just happened to get your call, telling me I'd walked right into their trap. You're unlucky. I'll let your dad have some fun."
From his vulgar words, we realized that my call had led these bad guys to lure us here.

The three workers got up, and the one with the wolfhound quickly ran over, the dog barking incessantly. Suddenly, Jinghui, who was hiding behind me, tried to run away out of fear of the wolfhound, but was grabbed by the man surnamed Jiang. He twisted Jinghui's slender white arms behind her back, handcuffed them, and then said fiercely, "If you move again, I'll unleash the dogs on you, damn it!"
At this moment, the two of us weak women were stunned, not daring to move. We thought to ourselves: wearing a tight skirt, if we were attacked by the wolfhound, we would definitely be a bloody mess...
Then, the man surnamed Jiang threaded one end of the rope through the handcuffs, threw the other end over the iron frame above, and pulled hard, hoisting Jinghui's hands up and securing them. Because she was wearing a tight-fitting, sleeveless top with narrow shoulders, sparse armpit hair was exposed. She turned her head to the side, trying to escape this shameful scene, but her pretty short hair could not hide her flushed, delicate cheeks.

Jiang stood behind Jinghui, stroking her armpits with his thick, fat fingers, even fiddling with a few strands of pubic hair. "So soft, let me smell if this beauty has a pungent odor." He then pressed his nose against Jinghui's body to smell. I saw Jinghui in pain from his stubble and couldn't help but shed tears along with her.

But I had no luck sympathizing with others; these beasts' desires quickly shifted to me.

(II) Human Humiliation
"Long-haired stinking cunt! If you don't want your friend to suffer, do whatever my brother tells you to do."
I turned around and saw the man with the dog had already tied it up, chewing betel nut, holding a chair, and walking towards me with a ferocious expression. I thought he was going to beat me up.

"Stinking cunt! Crawl over here and lick your dad's feet!"
My head spun. I, who had already planned to lose my virginity, never imagined they would be so evil, actually wanting to humiliate a girl like this.

"Meiling, no! No… Waaah…" Jinghui cried out, but her mouth was immediately taped shut.

A man surnamed Jiang, having somehow acquired a pair of scissors, began cutting Jinghui's clothes. The scissors cut two large, round holes along the protrusions on her chest, revealing a dark blue bra. The three straps connecting the cups were also cut, causing the bra to fall to the ground, no longer able to protect the woman's soft breasts.

Seeing Jinghui's full breasts protruding from the holes in her top, the two men who had been in the corner rushed over, their eyes lighting up as they examined them closely, discussing them with vulgar language:
"Her breasts are big and white, but it's a pity her nipples are a bit dark; they probably get sucked a lot!"
"That stinky cunt's areolas have been sucked so much, damn it!"
In reality, Jinghui was 23 years old, a very well-behaved and clever girl. She had a boyfriend, but she was definitely not the sexually promiscuous girl they described. However, due to their lack of knowledge, they criticized Jinghui so harshly.

“If you won’t crawl like a dog, then let your friend have some fun.”
The man surnamed Jiang extended two index fingers, probing Jinghui’s nipples, circling her areolas, and scraping the small bumps with his grimy nails. Stimulated, Jinghui’s coffee-colored nipples quickly hardened, resembling two small fleshy fingers. Suddenly, he twisted these two fleshy protrusions with his fingers, pulling them forcefully, turning Jinghui’s rounded breasts into strange cones, the tips of which were the pulled and twisted nipples.

I saw her cry in pain, shaking her body trying to break free, but his thick, fat fingers were like two iron clamps, mercilessly degrading these nipples that should have been cherished by a lover. So I knelt down, crawling towards the terrifying man amidst their shouts, the fine sand on the concrete scraping my knees painfully.

The man tying the dog sat on a stool with his legs crossed, his proud and fierce eyes gesturing for me to lick his feet. His large feet, clad in slippers, revealed long, filthy toenails, grime accumulating between his toes, causing me to hesitate for a moment.

Just as I hesitated, "Slap!" Jinghui's right breast was slapped, bouncing violently. Before it stopped, her left breast was slapped too…
"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!" The crisp sound of slaps echoed continuously, the 23-year-old girl's breasts bouncing like balls, quickly turning red.

"Stop! Please…" I pleaded, sobbing uncontrollably.

Unexpectedly, he pretended not to hear, cupping Jinghui's right breast with one hand, squeezing it to make it protrude even more, and then repeatedly slapping it with his right hand. Because her breast was held in place, each slap landed solidly on it, causing Jinghui to groan in pain, tears streaming down her face.

"I'll lick it…"
The man tying the dog kicked off his slippers and stomped his foot directly on my face. A hot, pungent, damp smell seemed to cling to my skin, and I held my breath, afraid of the nauseating stench. But then the man started using his toes to poke at my nose and lips, and a sour, alkaline odor quickly filled my nostrils. Then, under intimidation, I started licking between his toes, swallowing the grime. He was satisfied and made me continue sucking his big toe.

"You stinking cunt, look at your friend licking his toes like a dog."
The man surnamed Jiang grabbed Jinghui's chin, forcing her to watch me being humiliated, his big toe thrusting in and out of my mouth like a penis. The four men sneered; they must have violated many girls before to have become so perverted and aroused such pleasure.

Suddenly, my skirt was cut open, and I felt a chill on my lower body. My buttocks, clad in a thong, were raised high, a line of white crotch between my white buttocks exposed before them. I dared not cover myself, fearing retaliation against Jinghui.

"Wow! These panties are so hot, look how much flesh is sticking out, so plump!" Another man reached out and rubbed the exposed labia majora on either side of the crotch. I felt a tingling sensation, but couldn't escape.

Then, the thong was forcefully pulled up, the crotch digging deep into my genitals and buttocks—it was so shameful! Another pair of rough hands gripped my buttocks, forcefully prying them open, while the crotch was cut off, exposing my private parts to these vulgar men.

My anus was forcefully spread open… a place even my boyfriend had never seen.

"The anus is dark!" the men laughed, discussing.

"It smells a bit, did you poop today?"
Their fingers dug and probed, and I couldn't help but clench my muscles, trying to stop the intrusion.

"The anus is flipping back and forth, stinky cunt! Quickly clench it ten times for your dad to see."
Oh my god! I felt like they only treated us as sex toys, manipulating us at will, each unexpected command shattering our dignity.

I still cried, sucking my toes, clenching my anus.

“Once, twice, three times…start again, I miscalculated…”
After countless repetitions, I probably tightened my anus about 40 times before these men were satisfied. But I was wrong again. Sometime later, Jinghui was brought behind me, and the finger that had just been inserted into my anus was being wiped under her nose.

“It stinks, doesn’t it! This is what happens when your friend doesn’t clean properly after pooping.”
Jinghui pursed her lips and didn’t answer, but her slightly raised eyebrows said it all, and made my heart sink. Perhaps after escaping this nightmare, I would never be able to face her again.

The men made me lie on my back, and the man squatting above my head grabbed my ankles and pulled them to my shoulders, so I was positioned with my waist bent, legs wide open, and genitals facing upwards. The most shameful thing was that when I opened my eyes, I saw my own genitals, followed by the wicked gazes of the men around me.

“What is this?” the man surnamed Jiang asked, pinching a thick labia majora, trying to humiliate us.

“If you don’t tell me, just treat it as an ashtray.” He then lit a cigarette, pretending to burn my labia.

“It’s the labia…” Jinghui managed to squeeze out a few words.

“What? You don’t understand! It’s stinky cunt flesh.” He said in a vulgar way.

Then my lower body was like a living textbook, every part was pointed out and called by name, my labia were pulled and pulled at will, and my clitoris was also spread open and defiled.

(III) The Unbearable Competition

The man who was tying up the dog released me from the shameful position and asked me to sit on the ground naked. The sand on the ground was heavy, and I could feel a layer of fine sand adhering to my buttocks, a very strange feeling.

“Spread your legs!”
So I faced the man and obediently spread my legs and sat on the ground. (After the humiliation just now, my mind seemed to be blank. I felt like my soul had left my body, like an indifferent bystander watching these beasts do everything to me.)
He placed a stool between my spread legs, and as soon as he sat down, he used his right foot to probe my vulva, pinching my labia with his rough and hard toes. I closed my eyes and dared not imagine all of this: at this moment, I was being raped by a filthy man with dirty feet.

As his toes writhed between my labia, my clitoris began to swell with blood, and he immediately noticed: "You stinky cunt, feeling good? Now it's your turn to move, or I'll kick your cunt to pieces."
I had no choice but to reach out and hold his heel, moving back and forth to stimulate myself. His other foot was on my right thigh, enjoying the delicate skin of my inner thigh.

I turned my head and saw Jinghui being hoisted up by the man surnamed Jiang again, while another fat, short man was taking off her skirt. Jinghui's white lace panties were exposed, and she looked very uneasy.

The panties were quickly pulled off and held in the fat, short man's hand: "Your panties are so yellow, and the smell of urine is so strong. This cunt must be stinkier than the last one..."
The man deliberately spoke loudly, eliciting a burst of laughter.

Then the three men indulged themselves on Jinghui's beautiful and sexy body, and I saw what had just happened to me being repeated. Her beautiful buttocks, which other female colleagues envied, were spread open, and her anus was being dug and defiled, followed by the sound of the men counting the number of sphincter contractions.

"Pfft~~"
"Wow! Fart, stinks to death, this stinky cunt..."
Jinghui accidentally farted during her relaxation, drawing a curse from the man surnamed Jiang, while the other two whispered about the woman's private parts.

Soon after, the man tying the dog lightly kicked my genitals, signaling me to get up and take off my shirt. Under his watchful gaze, I unbuttoned each button, revealing my bra. As soon as I took off my bra, those two gossipy freaks rushed over. One lifted my right breast with his hand, as if estimating its weight, while the other twisted my left nipple to make it erect. Since my breasts were full, a D cup, but my nipples were brown and my areolas were large, I wondered what kind of vulgar things they would say.

“These breasts seem pretty big, kind of like papaya breasts. So skinny and yet they have such big breasts, they’re really asking for it!”
“Ugh! The nipples are still brown, haven’t played with pink ones in ages, damn! The skin is so white, it must have been sucked black again. The areolas are even bigger than that farting one, so ugly!”
“Anyway, they’re two pairs of sucked-black sow breasts, let’s just play with them!” One of the skinny men said disappointedly, then reached out and grabbed my pubic hair, pulling me towards Jinghui.

I was very uneasy, afraid that we would be harmed because we didn’t fit the thugs’ sexual preferences. I also thought of the past with resentment; my ex-boyfriend also disliked dark areolas, suspecting they were pigmented from frequent sucking, and broke up with him because of constant suspicion. I never expected to encounter such a thug. The short,

fat man pushed Jinghui and me face to face, grabbing one breast in each hand and comparing them, occasionally rubbing our nipples together. Jinghui and I were at a loss for words in the face of this embarrassing behavior.

“It seems the long-haired papaya nipple is bigger, with an areola of about 5 centimeters and a darker nipple. But the nipple is shorter and thicker after it hardens, unlike the short-haired one whose nipple is about the length of a finger joint and is very perky!”
After hearing his comments, the man surnamed Jiang and the dog-slinger patted my buttocks and said, “Let’s choose this papaya nipple. It should be more durable. I’ll bet a pack of cigarettes!”
The two strange commentators pinched Jinghui’s nipple and said, “Longer nipples are easier to clamp. We’ll definitely win.”
Jinghui and I exchanged a glance, feeling terrified by the thugs’ so-called “easier to clamp, more durable” bet. We wondered what kind of cruel trick they were playing.

The trick was finally revealed. The man tying the dog brought six cotton ropes and eight clothespins. He tied clothespins to both ends of two ropes, and only to one end of the other four. Then the thin man took over, pulling on Jinghui's nipples and clamping them tightly with the clothespins. Jinghui groaned in pain. The other end of the ropes was then used by the man tying the dog to clamp my nipples. Instantly, a strange, stinging pain shot through my nipples—a pain that would be unbearable and shameful for any woman, yet it was the source of these men's amusement.

All four of Jinghui's and my nipples were clamped tightly with clothespins, connected by cotton threads. We realized with horror that these hateful men wanted us to use our breasts in a tug-of-war. Even the pulling pain at one end of the threads was enough to make us scream.

"Papaya Milk! Quickly pull off her clothespins and you'll win..." The man
surnamed Jiang pulled me back, but the pain from the clothespins intensified with each step. The other men sneered at the two pairs of breasts deformed from the pulling, especially pleased by the intermittent moans of the women.

I saw Jinghui's delicate nipples stretched long, yet the clamps remained firmly in place, while the clamps on my nipples slowly slid off and finally fell.

"Damn it! You made your dad lose!"
"Slap!" Jiang slapped my left breast, a burning and throbbing pain shooting through it. I realized then how much pain Jinghui had endured from the slap.

Just as I feared further slaps, Jiang replaced the clothespin on my side with a large silver pencil clip: "Damn it! Crush these two rotten papayas, let's see if you still win!"
He then clamped the large pencil clip onto my areola, making my breasts look like flattened water bags. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I began to sob, but he wouldn't let me go, pulling on the clips to check the tightness.

Another tug-of-war involving the female clerks' breasts ensued. Jinghui's clothespin was pulled off, so she was replaced with an even larger one for further torture. The most terrifying thing was that the clothespins were so strong that even if they only gripped a tiny bit of skin, they wouldn't suddenly fall off. Several times, the clothespins would only grip a small piece of skin on the areola before slowly slipping off, causing Jinghui and me to cry out in agony, begging the perpetrators for mercy. But as expected, the men kept shouting that they were having a good time.

By the time they lost interest in the game, our nipples and areolas were already red and swollen, and even a casual touch was extremely painful.

We had been in their hands for several hours, and it was getting dark. I was naked, tied to Jinghui, who was still wearing a tight top that exposed her breasts, but her lower body was also completely naked. The men, seemingly hungry, took the money from my purse and left temporarily.

Faced with such a terrible ordeal, we didn't know what to say. After a moment of silence, Jinghui burst into tears, and I cried along with her, but it was all in vain. We knew in our hearts that it might be several days before someone came to rescue us.

"Meiling, I need to pee, what should I do? I'm about to pee..."
Jinghui cried anxiously again. Actually, I also felt a great urge in my lower body, but because we were tied up, we could only sit on the ground with our buttocks, unable to move an inch.

"We'll just have to take care of it like this. We're so close, let's not worry about saving face at this point." As
soon as I finished speaking, a warm stream seeped from the ground, accompanied by the sound of water hitting the ground. Knowing that Jinghui was free, I also urinated, trying to reduce the sound of urine hitting the ground, but it was still in vain. So we sat in the warm puddle of our own urine, and we were terrified at the thought of what kind of evil intentions the thugs would have when they returned and saw this scene.
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This is my first time writing, there are many redundant words and awkward parts, please forgive me.

(IV) The Object of Excretion

It felt like several tens of minutes had passed when I heard the sound of a car approaching outside the factory, followed by a noisy conversation. They were back! The iron gate was pulled open, and the conversation suddenly became clear.

"...They'll definitely pee, believe it or not? All the ones we've caught before have done this."
Four men filed in, turned on all the lights in the room, and then surrounded us.

"Damn! Do all the girls in your company pee on the company floor? The stench is so strong, it's disgusting!"
"Long-haired one, I didn't get enough satisfaction from squeezing those two papayas of yours earlier, so I'll let your dad pee here."
The one surnamed Jiang squatted down, grabbed my hair to force me to look up at them, but I squinted my eyes timidly, afraid he'd slap me.

"Do you think this is a toilet?" he roared.

"No..." I choked out a few words.

"You stinking cunt, do you want to apologize to us a few times?"
"Apologize..." I thought to myself: You disgusting scoundrel!
"Apologize not enough, you made your dad step in pee, what do you say we do about that?"
Hearing him say that, I knew another terrible humiliation was waiting for me.

“You lick it clean, or your friend will apologize. If it's her, it'll be different. My brother needs to pee, he wants her to suck it, you know what sucking dick is?”
The man surnamed Jiang leered as he untied my restraints.

I looked at Jinghui's pretty face, and thinking about what the men were going to do to her, I gave in. Let me suffer this humiliation alone; after all, it was my fault that she ended up in their hands.

The man surnamed Jiang took a stool and sat down, mimicking the man tying up the dog. But even more viciously, he dipped his bare foot in Jinghui's urine: “Stinky cunt, come lick it!”
So I held his foot and began licking the urine-soaked sole.

“Does your friend's pee taste good? Hahahaha! No matter how pretty you are, you still have to lick feet like a dog.”
“No wonder you always use this trick when you catch women, it's so pleasurable, your tongue is so soft.”
He humiliated me while talking to the man tying up the dog. A faint alkaline taste lingered on my tongue. The urine didn't smell too bad, but the rough skin of his feet pressed against my lips was utterly disgusting, especially when he made me suck on each toe. The moment the toe lines and thick skin slid across my tongue, I felt so cheap, so utterly worthless, constantly licking a man's feet. Would Jinghui think the same way?
Then it was the turn of the skinny man. I froze, because he was wearing a pair of dusty leather shoes. Could it be…?
“Use your two papayas to clean them. Someone like you, with your sow's milk, is only fit to wipe my shoes, understand?”
I nodded, my mind reeling, and blankly lifted my breasts towards his shoes. So, the full breasts I cherished were nothing more than ugly lumps of flesh in a man's eyes, unworthy of praise or caress, only to be trampled upon. My heart was breaking, tears welling in my eyes. I wiped the shoes with my left breast, tears streaming down my face. My white skin quickly became covered in dust, but the shoes still looked filthy. Losing his patience, he stepped on my left breast, leaving a ridiculous shoe print.

The gaunt man's expression turned terrifying, as if he were about to explode. He picked up his discarded shoe, grabbed my right breast with his other hand, and squeezed it forcefully, making the areola and nipple protrude uncontrollably. Then he rubbed it hard against the dirty shoe, stretching the skin of my breast taut on one side while the other side was covered in wrinkles from the areola. A burning sensation from the friction spread through my nipple, making me cry out in pain, grabbing his hand and begging him to stop.

"Hmph! Your black nipples are enjoying themselves, aren't they?"
My breasts were covered in dust in his hands, the pores of my skin scratched raw, leaving many red marks. My coffee-colored areolas were faintly red, and my dirty nipples were soft and inverted from the pain. He spat on my nipples, then wiped them on the toe of his shoe. The lubricating effect of the saliva quickly disappeared, replaced by the burning, rubbing, and tearing pain. "I'm sorry! It really hurts... Don't do this, I'm so... sorry..."
I cried and begged for mercy, trying to stop him with my hands, but this only made his expression more ferocious. At the same time, he let go, and I quickly covered my breasts with my hands, afraid of being hurt again.

"You stinking cunt! You have some nerve!"
He grabbed my long hair and forced me to look up at him. I couldn't help but tremble with fear, because his other hand kept lightly slapping my cheeks, as if he might slap me at any moment. I could only grit my teeth and prepare to endure it...
"Ptooey!" The skinny man came close to my face and spat on my nose and lips: "Eat it!"
I endured the stench of the saliva, stuck out my tongue and licked it all up without hesitation.

"Pah!" He spat on my cheek again, as if mocking my submission.

The saliva slowly dripped down my face, but I didn't dare wipe it away. I just weakly pursed my lips, hoping for his forgiveness.

"My turn! If you don't like her two papaya-like breasts, wait until I'm done playing with them. What's the point of playing with them if you use them to wipe your shoes? Hurry up, big brother, I've been holding back for a long time!"
Just then, the fat man, who was of lower status, started to complain. The skinny man sneered and gestured for me to crawl towards the fat man. The others whispered about my crawling posture.

"...Her buttocks, thighs, even her vulva are covered in sand. Her vulva is very prominent, hee hee!"
With a "click," the fat man loosened his belt, revealing short legs covered in curly hair, and ordered me to kneel in front of his slightly protruding white crotch. Then he took off his underwear, exposing his foreskin-covered male genitals a few inches in front of me.

The ugly organ in front of me was slightly swollen, but not in a state of arousal, and appeared short in comparison to the fat man's large belly and thighs.

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