The Empress's Rape

The Queen's Rape:

Today is an extraordinary day.
The International Criminal Court in The Hague is packed with people, banners everywhere, and everyone is emotional, shouting slogans. Two distinct groups are pushing and shoving each other.
One smaller group shouts at the top of their lungs through megaphones:
"Severely punish the murderer!"
"Shoot the killer!"
"Shameless rape!"
The other, much larger and more powerful group, shouts, "Resisting Japan and killing pigs is a matter of course!"
Even more impressively, they have a group of young women performing a fitness dance and singing "The Song of Heroes": "Hero, hero, I love you, like a mouse loves rice; if I marry you, the world will be more beautiful!" Thousands of riot police form a human shield to hold back the surging crowd. The atmosphere is so intense and heated that it's astonishing, prompting the question: Who is the person being tried at the International Criminal Court in The Hague today? What has caused this uproar?
(I)
Dressed in a crisp Chinese military uniform, I walked proudly to the dock, escorted by two foreign military police. In an instant, reporters from various countries, who had been waiting for a long time, pointed their cameras at me, flashing incessantly. A commotion arose from the spectator stands. To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, those allowed to attend were all world-renowned figures, yet even they couldn't control their emotions today.
"It's him, it's him, that legendary devil!"
"Oh my god, he's so handsome! Ah, he saw me!"
"Too bad, he is..." a sour voice chimed in.
"No, he's a hero, a true hero! You can't slander him!"
"Silence! Silence!" The Swiss judge Raul, presiding over my case at the International Court of Justice, banged his gavel. Raul gave a wry smile. He had never handled a case like today's before. The deep political background, the behind-the-scenes power struggles of several major countries, the roars outside the courtroom, and the controversies inside—all of these placed immense pressure on his every word and action. A slight misstep could lead to his demise. If he had a choice, he truly wouldn't want to take on this thorny case.
He glanced at the young Chinese soldier on trial; his handsome face showed a resolute expression, revealing no sign of panic. “What terrifying Chinese soldiers! Any country that opposes them will be in a nightmare,” Raul thought.
“The defendant must answer truthfully any questions raised by this judge and the prosecutor.”
“Name?” Jack asked.
“Fang Jun!” Before the judge could ask any further questions, I rattled off my name.
“I am a Chinese citizen, Han nationality, and a lieutenant colonel in a certain assault team of the Chinese People’s Liberation Army.”
“You are accused of genocide and violent rape. What is your defense?”
“I’m sorry, I deny all charges against me!” I answered calmly.
“He’s lying! He’s lying!” Several people in the plaintiff’s seat jumped up, including a woman’s sobs. I glanced at them disdainfully, my mind returning to what it had been like half a month earlier.
(II)
In 20**, the rampant attitude of Japan finally aroused the anger of the Chinese government and people, who swiftly launched a military operation codenamed “Destroy Japan,” first using neutron bombs to cleanly and thoroughly destroy Japan’s “Ten-Ten Fleet,” which claimed to have annihilated the Chinese navy in three hours.
In this situation, fearing repercussions, the United States hastily withdrew from Japan, retreated to Hawaii, and declared neutrality. Without American support, Japan, under the repeated blows of the valiant Chinese People's Liberation Army, was like a man kicked in the groin, utterly powerless.
Forward! Forward! Land in Japan! Annihilate Japan! The Chinese People's Liberation Army, with overwhelming force, swept across Japan like autumn leaves, dividing and encircling the Japanese army. Strike at the heart of the enemy, my A Group Army aimed directly at the heart of Japan—Tokyo. Unstoppable, the elite 7th Armored Division, urgently transferred from Hokkaido by the Japanese military, crumbled under our iron fist, utterly routed.
Twenty Dragon helicopters parachuted into the Imperial Palace Square. I led the assault team, seizing the high ground. The remaining Japanese troops frantically tried to stop us, launching wave after wave of suicidal attacks, shouting "Long live the Emperor!"
"Kill! Leave no one alive, these Japanese bastards!" Machine gunner Zhang Lei gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot. The deathly flames spewing from his gun barrel piled up Japanese corpses like mountains and rivers of blood. Zhang Lei was from Nanjing. The Japanese resistance gradually subsided. I stood up, ready to give the order, when a stray bullet whizzed past my arm. "Captain!" Liu Cheng lunged forward, shielding me with his body. Just then, a chorus of shouts of battle erupted from the front.
"Captain, look!" Young soldier Wang Bo pointed ahead, crying out in alarm. I squinted at the approaching group, which included elderly people, women, and children. They carried rifles and grenades, their faces contorted with fanaticism.
"Fire!" I coldly uttered two words.
"These...they are elderly people, women, and children!" Wang Bo hesitated.
"Nonsense! They're lunatics, monsters, beasts in human skin!" I snatched the machine gun from his hand and started firing wildly. My teammates followed suit. Wails, screams, and the sound of brains splattering filled the air. A few minutes later, the square was littered with the corpses of Japanese men, women, old and young, lying on the ground in bizarre positions. I stepped on their bodies without any pity and had Xiao Huang take a picture of me as a souvenir. Little
did I know that this photo would later be used by the International Criminal Court as evidence of my massacre of innocent people. But I don't regret it. In my eyes, these Japanese were less than dogs.
"Xiao Chen, you and Tiger take the squad to search the Imperial Palace thoroughly. Don't let a single one escape, especially the Japanese Emperor and Empress. They must be captured alive!" I remembered this raid mission. The soldiers hurriedly tore down the tattered Japanese flag from the top of the Imperial Palace and replaced it with a brand-new five-star red flag. We stood at attention and sang the national anthem, "The March of the Volunteers," at the top of our lungs.
"Arise! Ye who refuse to be slaves! Let our flesh and blood form our new Great Wall!" This song, which resounded throughout the motherland during the War of Resistance Against Japan, echoed through the sky. Every assault team member's face was filled with pride. The boots of Chinese soldiers trod the Japanese Imperial Palace. The Japanese, who had been our enemies for generations, were finally destroyed. This was the fate of a mantis trying to stop a chariot!
(III)
"Captain, we captured three prisoners in a secret room. They say they are the Japanese Emperor and Empress, and that son of a bitch Koizumi!"
I was greatly encouraged. This was great news. "Bring them up!" The soldiers pushed and shoved the three men and women in front of me.
"Kneel down!"
"I am Emperor Wangba of Japan. You...you...you can't treat me like this!" The Japanese Emperor actually protested in Chinese. This Japanese Emperor had an ordinary appearance. I looked him up and down but couldn't see any characteristics that made him a descendant of the so-called Tengu God.
"Kneel down!" Two soldiers slammed their rifle butts into the back of his knees, and he involuntarily knelt down. He tried to get up, but the two men held him down, preventing him from moving. His face was filled with humiliation. When had the Emperor ever knelt before anyone? Especially not the "Chinese" he had always despised!
I drew my pistol and pressed it against his temple. The veins on the Japanese Emperor's forehead throbbed, sweat beading on his hair. He saw murderous intent in the cold eyes of the PLA officer before him. "Bang!" I pulled the trigger. "Ah!" A scream rang out, and Emperor Wang Ba's spirit collapsed instantly. He slumped to the ground like a mangy dog with a broken spine, trembling.
I said mockingly, "Look at you! It was an empty gun, ha, ha!"
"No, no, don't kill the Emperor, kill me instead!" A frantic female voice cried out. I then looked at the other two. The Prime Minister, named Koinu, reeked of urine and feces, clearly terrified by my actions. The Japanese Empress, however, was brave, staring straight at me. As the Empress of Japan, she was remarkably strong. She was a beautiful woman who looked to be only thirty years old, dressed in a traditional Japanese kimono.
"Kill you? Wouldn't that just be the end of you!" The profound calamities suffered by the nation and its people surged into my mind, scene after scene, each and every one of them utterly outrageous! It was as if the wronged souls of those deceased Chinese compatriots roared in my ears with tears of blood, "Avenge me! Avenge me!" I gritted my teeth, determined to make the Japanese eternally shamed! Never to rise again! Even if I am disgraced and walk with the devil!
"Men! Take them to the Imperial Palace's press hall, I want to broadcast the most special program live!"
"Boss, the orders are that we hand them over immediately upon capture, and not to mistreat them!" I stopped in my tracks.
"I am the highest-ranking officer here! My word is law! Anything that happens afterward, any consequences, will be my responsibility, not yours. Execute the order!"
(IV)
"Little Dog!"
"Yes, yes..." The terrified Little Dog prostrated himself on the ground, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.
"You revised textbooks, visited the Yasukuni Shrine which enshrines Class A war criminals like Tojo, killed my fishermen, and stole my land! You deserve to be punished!"
"Spare me, spare me! I had no choice but to offend the Heavenly Kingdom, it was all forced by the right-wing forces... I... I actually love peace the most... My ancestor for a hundred generations... was also... Chinese... He... he was... a prime minister's... servant in the Tang Dynasty... who later fled to Japan with the Japanese envoys to Tang."
"Bah! You coward, no wonder you're so lowly, you're a descendant of a runaway slave, you deserve to die! Now I'm giving you a chance to live, do you want it?"
"Yes... yes... whatever you want me to do... I'll do it..."
"Take off all your and your Emperor's clothes!"
"Hah... hah!" Koizumi verbally agreed, sweating profusely. He was afraid of dying, but asking him to strip the Emperor's clothes was something he just couldn't bring himself to do.
"Don't want to do it? Is that it?" I sneered, gesturing for my subordinates to immediately pull out belts and whip the little dog across the face. The little dog howled, rolling around under the belts. I sighed inwardly; the spirit of Japanese martial arts was declining with each generation! Their fear of death, however, had increased!
"Your Excellency, please! Ah... ooh... no... don't hit me anymore... it hurts... no... okay. I... I'll take it off..." the little dog pleaded, his face, swollen like a pig's head, bruised and battered from the belt.

"Little dog, you dare to strip me! You dare!" I ordered my men to gag the Japanese Emperor Osaka with a smelly sock, forcing him to lie face down on the coffee table, then binding his limbs to the four legs of the table.
"I'm sorry... Your Majesty... I've offended you!" The little dog cried, his face contorted with grief. To save his life, he no longer cared about the relationship between ruler and subject. He first stripped off his own clothes, then pulled down the Emperor's pants, revealing his short, small penis and plump, white buttocks.
"Wow! So short and small! He's got no assets!"
"Can't see it... Is that an earthworm?"
"I bet you, his Empress is still a virgin!"
"Really?"
The soldiers laughed and pointed, mocking him loudly.
(V)
The bound Emperor Wangba's face turned a deep purplish-red. I enjoyed watching his expression with satisfaction.
"Now, you'll use your thing to serve your Emperor well! Make the noble Emperor feel like he's dying of pleasure! That way you can live!" I smiled. Of course, my smile was as terrifying as a devil to the cowardly little dog. He mechanically and woodenly rubbed his penis until it hardened, then aimed it at the Emperor's anus.
"No! Koinu, how dare you! You are a traitor to the Great Japanese Empire!" The Japanese Empress, tears welling in her eyes, shouted fiercely. Koinu trembled at the sound and hesitated for a moment.
"Slap!" I slapped the Japanese Empress across her beautiful face. "Bitch! Do you still think the Great Japanese Empire exists? Do you think you can escape the punishment of the Chinese people? Now it's your turn to pay the price! Now, let me serve you! Bitch Empress!"
I grabbed her and held her tightly around the waist. At this moment, panic and fear flashed in the Japanese Empress's eyes. She began to resist, her delicate hands trying to scratch my face. I punched her in the abdomen, and the Japanese Empress bent over in pain, whimpering. I showed no mercy and forcefully tore her clothes until her upper body was completely naked before my eyes: her pair of fair and firm breasts sprang out.
The Japanese Empress screamed, trying to cover her chest with her hands, but it was futile.
"Little dog, hurry up!" I shouted. Little dog screamed in fright, thrusting his erect penis forward with a "plop," plunging it into the Emperor's anus. I saw fear and pain instantly flash across the Emperor's face, and I saw his anus stretch wide due to the foreign object, with a trace of blood trickling out. After all, this was the first time his anus had been deflowered! His gagged mouth made a "gurgling" sound, as if he was saying something, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, I dragged the powerless Empress in front of him, and then, in front of him, I ruthlessly fondled the breasts of this Empress, who was known for her dignified and reserved demeanor. My right hand reached down, and with a "ripping" sound, I forcefully tore her panties, revealing thick pubic hair and her tender labia.
"No...no...please don't..." The Japanese Empress cried and pleaded, her long, snow-white legs curled up, desperately trying to cover her private parts.
(VI)
"Slap!" I slapped her hard across the face again.
The Japanese Empress sobbed, sweat and tears wetting her disheveled hair, highlighting her delicate beauty. I used my knee to forcefully spread her legs, pulled out my pistol, and thrust it into her thighs, rotating it as I went in. Her legs trembled uncontrollably. She could clearly feel the cold, hard barrel of the gun inside her. Unable to accept this cruel reality, she screamed and drifted into a dazed state.
The Japanese Emperor, enduring the sodomy of his Prime Minister Koizumi and watching his beloved Empress being violated, had his eye rupture, blood gushing from it. His buttocks swayed unnaturally from the puppies' bumps. He yelped and tried to struggle, but his hands and feet were firmly bound to the coffee table, and his mouth was stuffed with a stinky sock. Even emperors of the past would be furious enough to roll in their graves at the sight of this!
"This is for the millions of women who were humiliated and murdered in Nanjing!"
"This is for the thirty million compatriots who died throughout China! This is retribution!"
I told my brothers to point the camera at us, unzipped my pants, and after freeing myself from the restraints of my trousers, my dragon spear proudly sprang up, replacing the barrel of my pistol, and slid directly into the lower body of the Japanese Empress.
"Mmm, so tight. Your Emperor must have rarely used it!"
I pressed tightly against her body and began to thrust rapidly, each thrust like a bayonet drill, "Thrust, thrust, thrust," piercing deep into her womb, penetrating deeply, then withdrawing, leaving only the head of my penis inside, before violently thrusting again.
"No...no...Emperor...no...please...ah..." Under my brutal movements, the Japanese Empress's head was thrown back high, revealing her snow-white neck, screaming and panting.
"No! God! Heaven...ah...ah...oh...it hurts..."
"This is General Zuo Quan's!"
"This is General Zhang Zizhong's!"
"This is the people of the whole world's!" I chanted each phrase, filled with rage, thrusting wildly, my penis pounding into the "dignity" of the Japanese Imperial Family! Touching their souls and bodies!
“You’re so good, you made the Japanese Empress roll her eyes. Wow, Japanese women have such white skin…”
“You little rascal, you’ve been thinking about it, haven’t you? After you’re done, go have some soup.”
(VII)
Under my repeated rape, the Japanese Empress became less and less able to refuse my entry. She seemed to have given up everything, spreading her limbs and letting me charge at her, indulging my desires. I lowered my head and bit her nipple, leaving a row of teeth marks. She didn’t move at all, her beautiful, confused, and desperate eyes staring at the sky. It seemed that she wanted to numb herself in this way.
But I still went up and down, and I could still feel the Empress’s vagina sucking and spasming under my penis. The warm and slippery touch brought me unparalleled stimulation and pleasure. I looked down and saw that at the point where I and the Japanese Empress were joined, the wet pubic hair was stuck together in a clump, and there was filth everywhere. The Empress's private parts were swollen and red. Her precious jade orifice had only ever seen the Emperor's short, worm-like penis; it had never received the giant cannon of a Chinese soldier!
When I poured my semen into the Japanese Empress's womb with great pleasure, I realized she had already fainted. I stood up, my still hard and thick penis showing off to the beautiful Japanese Empress. Drops of semen spurted from the tip, splashing onto the Japanese Empress's snow-white flesh. I mischievously brought it close to the Empress's face, the thick, fishy semen dripping onto the corner of her mouth. The unconscious Empress groaned, unconsciously opening her small mouth and even sticking out her pink tongue to lick it a few times.
"What a born slut!" I cursed, calming myself down. Then I looked at the Japanese Emperor, who was being wildly penetrated in his rear by a puppy. This Japanese Emperor had also already fainted from anger and rage. The subservient Prime Minister, as if afraid I would execute him, dared not rest for a moment, repeatedly "ha-ha-ha" as he frantically thrust into the Emperor's anus. His grotesque state was indescribable.
"Alright! You can rest now!" Hearing this, the little dog hastily withdrew his penis from the Emperor's anus, bowing and scraping obsequiously at me, his glans still smeared with yellowish-white fluid. The Emperor's anus, ravaged by the little dog's thrusting, was a mixture of feces and blood; it seemed he wouldn't be able to walk for several days. I covered my nose, feeling nauseous.
"Sir, I've done everything you asked, please spare my life!"
"Very good, you've done very well!" I drew my pistol and "bang!" fired a shot at the little dog. The little dog clutched his chest, staring at me with wide-open eyes, seemingly dying.
"Why? You...you..."
"A dog is a 'little dog'! To keep your word to a beast that betrays its master? What a joke!" I blew the smoke from the muzzle of my gun and turned to everyone, saying, "Remember! Never be soft on the Japanese. They are not human, but wolves in human skin! Uh, by the way, was the live broadcast successful?"
"Captain, it was successful, but the higher-ups are furious. They said you made such a huge mistake and they're going to send you to a military court, and they even said they'd execute you!" The team members said worriedly.
"I said I would take responsibility for what I did!" I had already prepared myself mentally.
(VIII)
The brilliant scene I orchestrated quickly spread throughout the world. The Japanese people who watched the program that day were completely devastated! After the footage of their esteemed Emperor and Empress being sodomized and raped was broadcast, 32 million Japanese committed seppuku, 30 million Japanese became members of mental hospitals, and the remaining Japanese surrendered unconditionally, no longer wanting to be citizens of Japan, and joined the Japanese Autonomous Region of the Chinese Federation.
However, the world was outraged. Western newspapers condemned the Chinese officer's atrocities in violation of the Geneva Conventions, and the White House issued a stern statement, comparing the incident to the Iraqi prisoner abuse scandal. US spokeswoman Helen Keller stated sternly, "It's unbelievable that a Chinese officer would do such a thing to a head of state and his wife! It's intolerable! We demand severe punishment for the perpetrators."
UN Secretary-General Ansi also condemned the tragic incident and demanded that the Chinese government bring the perpetrators to trial in an international court.
Major newspapers around the world gave the incident prominent coverage with photos and text. Governments of Asian countries like North Korea and South Korea, which suffered Japanese aggression, expressed deep regret. However, according to the *Daehan Ilbo*, a grand banquet was held that night at the South Korean presidential residence, Cheong Wa Dae, where the president even enthusiastically danced a traditional Korean folk dance. In North and South Korea, there was jubilation. People were spreading the name of a Chinese man, and my photos were snapped up and hung in their homes. They taught their children, "This is a great national hero of China!"
The Chinese government, facing immense pressure from international opinion after its glorious victory over Japan, responded, "This was merely the act of a certain extreme officer. The officer voluntarily reported to the military court afterward. The Chinese government will hand him over to the International Court of Justice as soon as possible to clarify the truth of the matter, but demands that the International Court of Justice respect all the officer's legal rights!"
Meanwhile, the Chinese public was also deeply divided. Some supported the government's decision, while others claimed that the officer's revenge against Japan was not excessive, that he was a righteous man, a national hero who made the Chinese people proud. Some young people even gathered in Tiananmen Square to protest the government's decision to hand over the hero.
Even more surprisingly, love letters from all over the world flooded the Chinese Ministry of National Defense's mailbox. World-class actress Meng Lina, newly crowned Miss World Vina, and South Korea's top beauty Kim Hee-sun, among others, boldly expressed their admiration for me in their letters. Some letters offered to be my wife or lover for life. Of course, there were also some filled with vicious curses.
Naturally, I was completely unaware of all this while imprisoned; the military detention center provided me with the best treatment—except for the lack of freedom. It was like being on vacation.
Until one night, Defense Minister Cao Gang personally came to my cell. I nervously saluted him. Minister Cao stared at me intently, silent for a long time. I stood silently upright. "I never expected you to do something so earth-shattering!" A slight smile appeared on Minister Cao's serious face.
"Young man, you've put us in a difficult position!" Before I could reply, he announced sternly, "According to the government's decision, you will be handed over to the International Criminal Court. You must cooperate truthfully with the court and not dishonor the dignity of a Chinese soldier!"
"Yes, sir!" I said in a low voice.
Minister Cao turned to leave, but couldn't help turning back to look at me. "If I were as young as you, I would have done the same thing! Comrade, please forgive the motherland, take care! We will arrange everything for you..."
(IX)
"Fang Jun!"
Judge Raul's words reached my ears. I pulled myself out of my thoughts and looked calmly and fearlessly at the judge's bench.
"Now call witnesses to give their testimonies. Call Wang Bo."
My heart skipped a beat. Wasn't Wang Bo my subordinate? Why was he here? Wang Bo walked in and gave me a meaningful smile.
“Wang Bo, a member of a commando unit of a certain group army of the Chinese People’s Liberation Army, and an eyewitness, is willing to testify truthfully and fairly to the court.”
“Alright, Wang Bo, did your captain order you to shoot unarmed women and children?”
“No! My captain only ordered us to shoot armed personnel. They were all armed with offensive weapons. We were acting in self-defense. Our captain was even shot in the arm.”
“Then is it true that your captain forced Koizumi to sodomize the Japanese Emperor?”
“That’s fabricated. That Japanese Emperor is a pervert. He begged us to tie him up and asked Koizumi to do that disgusting thing with him. Alas! It’s all because our captain respected the privacy of prisoners of war and agreed on a whim…” Wang Bo had only said this much when a roar came from the plaintiff’s seat, followed by the sound of someone falling and cries for help. I looked at Wang Bo in surprise. He was usually so honest and upright. How could he be so eloquent?
“This is semen taken from the lower body of the Japanese Empress!” The prosecutor held up a glass test tube, shaking it back and forth. There was some cloudy white liquid inside. I stared at the test tube, muttering to myself, "Damn it! So many sperm injected into the Japanese Empress's body, will there be a child? What will happen if the child is born?" Just as I was lost in these thoughts, the prosecutor said smugly to Wang Bo, "Your superior raped the Empress, that must be a fact!"
"I want to speak up for our captain!" Wang Bo faced the media, looking indignant.
"That Japanese Empress is even more shameless! More perverted! She's a lovesick fool! She touched our captain inappropriately, saying that our captain's handsomeness was her long-awaited dream lover, and that her husband, the Emperor, was impotent, so she raped our captain." "
You're lying! She's a weak woman, how could she possibly rape your commando captain!?" The prosecutor, his face turning ashen with anger, retorted.
“Oh! You don’t know, that Japanese empress shamelessly used the aphrodisiac ‘Puffing Fragrance.’ Any virtuous man who smells it will involuntarily lose control and be at her mercy. We couldn’t do anything about it, otherwise our captain would… Oh, our captain is so pitiful, carrying such a huge burden!” Wang Bo cried, tears streaming down his face. The prosecutor collapsed with a thud, his eyes rolling back.
“Ah!” A woman’s frantic screams, the sound of running and chasing erupted from the plaintiff’s seat. The entire courtroom descended into chaos. Just then, several men dressed as Japanese ronin rushed towards me, carrying explosives.
At this critical moment, several crisp gunshots rang out. The Japanese men, with bloody holes in their foreheads, fell to the ground, never having had a chance to detonate their grenades. I looked towards the audience and met a pair of bright, intelligent eyes. Instantly, my heart surged with emotion. It was him! My motherland had not abandoned me!
"Given that the plaintiff has suffered severe trauma resulting in mental instability, this court hereby announces a postponement of the trial. Furthermore, due to the serious threat to the defendant's life, at the request of the Chinese government, this court will temporarily place the defendant under the protection of the Chinese government. Court adjourned!"

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