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"Xiaohui, that Wu Jun from the Physics Department keeps bothering me. What should I do?" Zhang Lin complained to Cheng Xiaohui with a worried expression as soon as she returned to
the dormitory .

"Why don't you just tell him you don't like him?" Cheng Xiaohui and Zhang Lin are both freshmen, classmates
and roommates.

"I told him, but he still won't stop. He's always following me. I'm so scared."

"What are you afraid of? Is he going to eat you?"

"But... I'm still scared. What should I do?" Zhang Lin is a timid and weak
girl , and tears are already streaming down her face.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. I'll walk with you to class tomorrow. Let's see if he dares to bother you again!"
Cheng Xiaohui is a high jumper on the school's track and field team. She is tall and strong, and much stronger in character. She often
stands up for her female classmates.

"Okay, you have to help me, boohoo..."

The next day in class, Wu Jun indeed followed them from a distance. However, with Cheng Xiaohui
beside her , Zhang Lin became much bolder, and soon Wu Jun disappeared from their sight.

In the following days, Zhang Lin always pulled Cheng Xiaohui along to class and after class, while Wu Jun would only appear
for a few minutes before disappearing again. After some time, when Wu Jun was no longer seen, Zhang Lin felt
much more at ease.

One day, the two girls went to the school library together. They sat facing each other, each looking at the books they
had borrowed .

As they were reading, Zhang Lin gestured to Cheng Xiaohui that she needed to go out to make a phone call. Cheng Xiaohui didn't
pay attention and continued reading her book.

It was almost lunchtime when Cheng Xiaohui stood up and noticed that Zhang Lin hadn't returned yet, with the borrowed magazines spread out on the table
. Cheng Xiaohui picked them up and put them back, then took both of their bags and came downstairs.

As soon as she stepped outside, she saw Wu Jun talking to Zhang Lin. Zhang Lin kept dodging left and right, trying to escape,
but Wu Jun relentlessly pursued her, blocking her way. It was clear that Zhang Lin was about to cry.

Cheng Xiaohui rushed forward and stood in front of Zhang Lin, saying, "Hey! What are you doing?"

"We're dating, what are you doing?" Wu Jun was a third-year university student, tall and strong, and
not bad-looking.

"I'm her classmate, so what? She doesn't even like you, why are you still bothering her?"

"That's our business, what's it to you?"

"I'm her good friend, I have to mind my friend's business, so what?"

"Is it any of your business? Are you trying to talk to her for her? Sleep with her for her? Fine, I accept!"

"Pah! You bastard! Sleep with her? I'd rather sleep with a chimpanzee than you! Take a piss and
look at deserve it!" Cheng Xiaohui retorted, she was a fearless character: "I
'm telling you, stay away from my friend! If you bother her again, just you wait and see!"

By this time, a large group of students had gathered, cheering and jeering. Wu Jun's face
turned red and white, he seemed a little flustered, and finally he said a harsh word: "Fine, fine, you
win! Just you wait and see!" Then he squeezed out of the crowd and slunk away.

In the days that followed, Wu Jun never bothered Zhang Lin again. Cheng Xiaohui did this kind of thing
more than once , which made her reputation grow increasingly well-known at school.

Cheng Xiaohui was walking back to school, carrying a huge backpack. She had been
asked by some friends from the sports team to buy camping gear. She had visited several stores before finally finding what she wanted, so it was already dark when she returned to the path outside the school. But naturally bold, she wasn't afraid of the dark, and her heart was filled with excitement
at the thought of their summer camping trip in the mountains . 　　When a dark figure stood in front of her, she was still thinking about what else she hadn't bought, and she almost bumped into the person. 　　"Ah! What are you doing? Standing here, you startled me." She didn't even look up, complaining as she tried to walk around him. 　　"Stop!" the person commanded in a low voice. 　　Cheng Xiaohui finally looked up. Opposite her was a person half a head taller than her, thin, with a stocking over his head, and holding a pistol! 　　"Alright, alright, stop joking! I'm not scared!" Cheng Xiaohui thought it was one of the guys from the sports team trying to scare her. This wasn't the first or second time this had happened, because they didn't believe Cheng Xiaohui would have the guts. 　　"What joke?! Hands behind your head, don't make a sound!" The voice wasn't familiar, and Cheng Xiaohui realized that the other person might really not be joking. 　　"What do you want?" Cheng Xiaohui started to get a little scared: "You want money? Take it from my pocket, but I've already bought things, I don't have much money left." 　　"Turn around and squat down, hands behind your back!" the other person commanded: "Don't even think about resisting, my gun isn't just for show !" 　　Cheng Xiaohui knew that this time it was for real. She had heard that students were often robbed near the woods around the school, and most of the robbers were armed with knives. If that were the case, she was confident that she could knock down the opponent and escape, but this time she encountered someone with a gun. That thing doesn't care how strong you are, it will still shoot. So, she had no choice but to turn around and squat down, putting her hands behind her back. 　　The robber was quite well-equipped. She felt a cool sensation on her wrists; they were handcuffed behind her back . She hadn't expected to be handcuffed again. Although somewhat uneasy, she found it a little funny. According to classmates who had been robbed before, if the robber was alone, they often tied up their victims to prevent resistance. It was said that most of these robbers were migrant workers from the area, just short of money. Getting even ten or eight yuan made them feel like their work hadn't been in vain. 　　But Cheng Xiaohui was still somewhat unhappy. She didn't care about the money, but her cash was in her jeans pocket and her phone was in her t-shirt. If the robber wanted change, they would have to search her, and she might be vulnerable to groping. 　　"Open your mouth, and you'd better not make a sound!" the man whispered, then placed a small towel near her mouth. Cheng Xiaohui didn't resist, obediently opening her mouth to let the towel in. She couldn't possibly make a sound now. 　　"Stand up and walk!" the man said, grabbing her arm and pushing her towards the grove of trees by the roadside.

She walked on.

The woods were dark, unlit, and Cheng Xiaohui, her hands cuffed behind her back, stumbled along
until she reached a small path. It was a path for elderly people taking their morning walks, with a few benches
and dim lights beside each one, but no one would dare come to such a gloomy place at night.

Cheng Xiaohui was pushed behind a bench, her legs pressed against the back, facing the path. She felt the person
behind approach, knowing they were about to search her. Her heart pounded.
What would happen if her classmates found out she'd been groped tomorrow? She felt the person grab the strap of her backpack, followed by a
squeaking sound.

Turning around, she saw the gun in the person's hand had been replaced by a sharp knife, about half a foot long, cutting the backpack
strap. She felt a pang of heartache. How could she explain this to her friends if they took it?
But what did they want it for?

With the heavy backpack removed, Cheng Xiaohui felt a wave of relief. Suddenly, the man pressed tightly against her back
, squeezing her against the chair back.

"Ugh..." She felt him rubbing against her back, something hard pressing
against her buttocks, giving her an ominous feeling. She twisted her body, trying to shake him
off , but he grabbed her chin and pulled it up, placing a knife against her neck in his other hand. She
immediately felt a chill and shivered, afraid to move.

He rubbed against her back for a while, then slid the hand that had been holding her chin down to her neck, grabbing
the phone strap.

Cheng Xiaohui thought to herself, "Take this, the money's in my pocket, take it all, don't hurt
me." But her mouth was stuffed, and she couldn't say anything.

He grabbed the strap, but instead of pulling it out, he reached down the strap and into the neckline of her t-shirt.

Cheng Xiaohui wanted to struggle, but fearing the sharp knife against her neck would sever her, she dared not move. His hand reached inside,
gently caressing the edge of her bra, then slipped down from her cleavage, lifting
the opposite cup from below and slowly squeezing it. She felt the thing on her buttocks grow harder, like an iron rod
pressing against her buttocks. Thinking of her reputation at school, and now being
taken advantage of , she felt a surge of grievance, and tears streamed down

her face. Finally, he pulled out her phone, opened the back cover, removed the SIM card and threw it away, only stuffing the phone into
his pocket. She thought it was over, but he pulled her back into his arms, continuing to press that hard thing against her, while his hand
went back inside her clothes. That hand groped inside, tearing off the bra strap, pushing the cup
down from top to bottom, and then pinching her nipple. She felt an unprecedented humiliation, trembling with humiliation, so humiliated she felt
like she needed to urinate.

The man pulled her t-shirt out of her pants, then pressed his body against hers, slashed two
holes in the side with a knife, tore it open, and removed it from her body. He also unhooked her bra from behind and threw it on the ground.

Then he hugged her, continuing to caress and fondle her upper body, while she was already in tears.

The man became increasingly excited. He released her, forcing her with the knife from behind, saying, "Don't move, or I'll stab
you!" Then he squatted down next to her, looking at her buttocks and legs from the side.

Cheng Xiaohui was a high jumper, tall and slender, with well-proportioned, well-trained thighs and buttocks
with exquisite curves. The man reached out and touched her buttocks from behind,
gripping , then reached inside from behind, groping and probing her genitals, finally reaching to unbutton her pants
.

"Ugh..." Cheng Xiaohui twisted in terror, not wanting him to remove her last defenses. But the
man grabbed her waistband, spun her around, and thrust a sharp knife upwards into
her crotch. Cheng Xiaohui felt a chill run through her body and froze, too terrified to move. A warm liquid trickled
down her inner thighs.

"Hmm?" The man, excited by the liquid, yanked hard, ripping her jeans off
and ripping the zipper open. He turned her back, then knelt behind her, grabbing her
buttocks and forcefully pulling down her jeans and white panties, all the way down to her calves.

He pressed his face against Xiaohui's bare buttocks, rubbing against them, then wrapped his arms around her,
pressing his hands against her pubic hair from the front.

Cheng Xiaohui was now trembling and crying, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, this is a nightmare!"

The man stroked her thighs and buttocks, then stood up.

Cheng Xiaohui heard the rustling sound of clothes being undressed behind her. Then, that hard object pressed against her buttocks again
, but this time it was warm and slightly moist, and she could feel its fleshy texture.

Cheng Xiaohui was already a sophomore in college. Several of her female classmates rented apartments with others,
and she had begun to become curious about that kind of thing. Occasionally, she would borrow pornographic DVDs from her classmates to watch, so she
knew what that thing pressing against her was. She knew that the breaching of her last bastion was imminent
, and she felt utterly desperate.

The man inserted his penis between her buttocks and rubbed it forcefully between her legs several times.
She heard his heavy breathing.

He suddenly pressed her upper body forward forcefully. Because her body was against the back of the chair, her
upper body bent down, her lower abdomen pressed against the back of the chair, and her buttocks sticking up high.

She felt her stomach being painfully pressed against the chair back. Because her upper body was bent forward, blood rushed to her head, and her
ears gurgled as if something was pressing on them. But none of that mattered. What mattered was that her
private parts, which belonged only to her future sweetheart, were now completely exposed to a stranger. Moreover
, she had never been in such a humiliating position before, nor had she ever been treated so roughly.

The man squatted down behind her, turned on a flashlight, and roughly spread her
buttocks . She knew he was shining a flashlight on her anus and genitals;
the shame was unbearable.

When the man stood up, his hard member pressed against her opening.

She wept for herself, wanting to say, "Please, don't hurt me," but could only whimper and try to...
She shook her head.

The man grabbed her ponytail from behind, pulled her head up, and slowly pushed his lower body inside her.
She wanted to escape but couldn't, wanted to die but couldn't, only tears, only tears…

The man held his penis in one hand, watching it slowly squeeze between the girl's round buttocks.

She felt torn apart, everything was hopeless.

He felt that although her inside was warm, it was dry, but he didn't care. He slowly thrust a couple of times,
and it became much more lubricated.

She was being penetrated, penetrated very deeply and violently. His clenched testicles kept hitting her clitoris,
while his thighs slammed hard against her buttocks, making a "slap slap" sound. Her body trembled with the sound
, her two not-so-large breasts hanging in front of her chest, swaying incessantly.

She was in pain, but she could still endure it, however, her heart was bleeding. From a young age, she was a bold and strong-willed
girl , unafraid to do things even boys wouldn't dare. She hoped to become a powerful woman and find
a rich, handsome, and compassionate prince charming.

But all of that was gone. What prince charming would eat someone else's leftovers? From now on, all she
would belong to was a sleazy, penniless, unambitious, and
hopeless man who only cared about her pretty face and tall figure. Perhaps she would only end up as a mistress or concubine. But
what was all this for?! Where did I go wrong?!

His movements became larger, more violent, and more urgent. She felt him approaching the limit of his desire,
and also the limit of her shame. Sure enough, he suddenly stopped thrusting and plunged in deeply with all his might, his glans pressing
against her cervix. A gush of heat shot out, impacting the bottom of her vagina. She knew she was completely
finished , devoid of any dignity.

He ended his frenzied thrusting but continued to keep his penis inside the slender girl's vagina until it
softened.

He dressed himself, grabbed her by the hair, dragged her to the bench, and pushed her down onto
it.

He pulled her jeans off her calves, then cut them into two large pieces and threw them on the ground.

He sat on the bench, placed her legs on his own, and removed her sneakers and socks, carefully fondling
her slender feet.

He pulled the shoelaces from her shoes and tied her two big toes together.

He stood up, tied the shoelaces binding her toes to the back of the bench, and made her lie
on it .

"Aren't you an athlete? I'm just holding a toy gun. If you had fought back, you could at least have run away,
but why didn't you fight back? Why aren't you fierce anymore? Why aren't you tough anymore? You're usually so aggressive,
but , you're just letting me have my way with you!" He groped her buttocks with one hand and grabbed
one of her breasts with the other, saying gloatingly, "This is to teach you a lesson. Be a good woman from now on, and don't
go against men again!"

He stood up and said, "Just you wait, tomorrow morning, someone will see a pretty female college student lying naked
on this bench. You'll be even more famous now!" Then he turned and left.

Cheng Xiaohui lay on the bench, not moving for a long time.

She silently berated herself for being so stupid: "Why is a girl so strong-willed? Why didn't she ask
for help and insisted on going to buy things alone? Why didn't she take a taxi and instead walked through this dark grove?
Why didn't she realize that the guy was only holding a fake gun? If I were as gentle as other girls, how could I..."

Then she thought about what to do next: "Will my classmates find out? What will happen if they do? I can't let them
know, otherwise how can I face them and stay in this school? But tomorrow, when a bunch of people see me tied up here
naked , how will my classmates not know? What should I do?" She didn't know.

It was a long time before she finally understood: since someone will always find out, what does it matter? People
have to live on; should she give up on life because of this?

When her mind cleared a bit, she remembered what the man had said before he left: "Judging from his words, he was clearly
waiting here on purpose to take revenge on me. Who is he? What grudge does he have against me? Is it Hu Da Ge? He pursued me and was
rejected. Could it be him? No, the voice doesn't sound like him. Besides, don't let his size fool you, he doesn't have the guts.
Is it Wang Xiaofeng? Liu Zhi… No, I can recognize their voices. This voice is unfamiliar, so
who else could have a grudge against me?"

She pondered for a long time, and suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind: "It's him! Wu Jun! That's right, it's
him! This son of a bitch, I will never let you go. You can't escape. Don't forget, your semen is still inside me
. I'm going to call the police. I have the semen as evidence, the handcuffs as evidence. As long as a DNA test is done, humph!"

Her fear and humiliation turned into anger. That's the kind of girl she was; she wouldn't give up easily.
She would fight back!

She looked at her body: her hands were cuffed behind her back, and her feet were tied to the back of a chair. She needed to find a way
to escape , to avoid being seen in this state. Although her clothes were torn, her underwear was still intact. If she could just
spread her legs, she could put on her underwear and run to the police booth at the school gate to call the police. If the police, not
someone from the school, were the first to find her, the school and her classmates wouldn't know.

So, she struggled to arch her back and reach her handcuffed hands under her buttocks. Her wrists were
painfully constricted, but she couldn't care less.

Being an athlete, she was flexible. After a few quick reachs, she finally managed to
slip behind her legs. If she could just untie her shoelaces, she could stand up and bring her hands
to the front. Then…

although it was difficult, she still tried to untie the knots in her shoelaces, and finally, her legs slid off the back of the chair
.

She sat in the chair, her hands still behind her legs, her whole body folded like a folding knife.
She was exhausted from the exertion of being suspended in the air and wanted to rest for a while.

Suddenly, a sense of foreboding washed over her. Before she could figure out what was happening, she felt a chill down her back,
followed a sharp pain that shot straight through her chest. Looking down, she saw a sharp knife tip
protruding about half a finger's length above her left nipple before retracting.

She felt something flowing down her back, and a huge rock pressing down on her chest. She
turned around in shock and saw Wu Jun standing behind the bench, holding the blood-dripping knife. He had already removed
the stockings from his head, making it clear that it was this beast! She understood; he had come to
silence her, thinking her words might provide clues to the police.

Her mind went blank. She tried to stand up, but forgot her hands were still cuffed behind her knees, and she
lost her balance, falling heavily to the ground.

She felt something salty rise in her throat, and because her mouth was stuffed, it also
flowed from her nose, carrying a metallic smell. She felt a tightness in her chest, unable to breathe. She knew she had been stabbed in
a vital spot. She struggled to stay alive, but her vision gradually blurred.

Her hands were still behind her legs, her body folded, writhing on the ground, making retching
noises. Wu Jun watched beside her, his eyes cruel and indifferent. He walked around from behind the bench, knelt down
beside , and looked into her eyes, which were gradually losing their luster. He then spread her white buttocks,
revealing her vulva, which was covered in semen. He parted her labia majora and minora, exposing the opening of her vagina, and stabbed her twice.

Blood gushed from her vulva, but she showed no particular reaction, for she was at
the end of her life; only her two bound legs were still trembling.

Then, a long exhale came from her nose, and her twitching anus relaxed,
a bit of feces peeking out before stopping.

He stood up, kicked her buttocks, and angrily cursed, "You think you're so tough? Humph!"

before walking away.

Xiao Hui curled up under the bench, staring blankly at the ground in front of her. What
was Was it regret? Or resentment?

[The End]

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