The Modern Sex Demon Chronicles (7)

Chapter 3
: The Beast Reveals Its True Colors

? Fang Wen pushed open the door, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable all over, a tightness in her chest. She leaned against the wall behind the door, her handbag falling onto the carpet. She touched her forehead, wondering if she was sick.

Mi Jian turned and closed the door. The hallway light clearly illuminated the metal nameplate in the room, displaying the number "4018". Mi Jian locked the door and bolted it, then turned on the "Do Not Disturb"

sign before leading Fang Wen inside. He didn't want to be disturbed while they were "enjoying" their time together.

The room was dark, the lights off. Mi Jian helped Fang Wen sit on the sofa in the living room and then went into the bathroom. Hearing Mi Jian close the bathroom door, Fang Wen leaned weakly against the sofa armrest. Her high chest rose and fell with her breath, her eyelids were slightly closed, and her nostrils flared slightly. Her cheeks slowly warmed up and soon turned as red as a rosy cloud in the sky. She felt a warm current rising inside her body and spreading to her limbs. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and her heartbeat quickened, making her want to moan involuntarily.

Mi Jian secretly watched Fang Wen through the crack in the bathroom door, a smug smile spreading across his face. He had secretly slipped a potent hallucinogen into the champagne Fang Wen had drunk at the banquet, and her current state was a sign that the drug was taking effect. He knew his plan was halfway to success.

He loosened his belt, took off his dress and shirt, hanging them on hooks, leaving only his black classic underwear. At that moment, Fang Wen felt a strange, inexplicable longing in her chest and genitals, a yearning for a pair of large, strong hands to gently touch her, like the feeling of intimacy with her boyfriend. This uncontrollable desire almost made her immediately begin to caress and knead herself. But Fang Wen immediately remembered that Mi Jian was still in the bathroom and hadn't come out yet. She forced herself to stand up, supporting herself on the back of the sofa, and slowly walked towards the bathroom.

Fang Wen gently knocked on the bathroom door and softly asked, "Mr. Mi, I'm sorry, I feel really unwell and want to rest early. Could you hurry up?"

There was no answer from inside, but soon the sound of a toilet flushing came through. The bathroom door then creaked open, a gust of wind rushed in, and Fang Wen felt dizzy for a moment. Then, to her shock, she found a man standing in front of her wearing only his underwear—it was Mi Jian!

Her face turned pale instantly, and she hurriedly backed away. Mi Jian sneered and stepped forward, his right hand gripping Fang Wen's wrist tightly. Fang Wen immediately felt a tremendous force pulling her forward.

"Let go! What do you think you're doing?"

"Didn't you want to rest early? Of course I'll stay and keep you company!"

"You're disgusting! Get out!" Enraged, Fang Wen forcefully broke free from Mi Jian's grasp.

"Get out? Miss Fang, you've got it wrong. This is my room on the 40th floor!"

Fang Wen immediately realized she had fallen into a trap, so she turned and ran out, but when she reached the door, she found she couldn't open the locked latch. At that moment, Mi Jian arrived from behind. He opened his arms and easily pulled Fang Wen into his embrace like an eagle catching a chick: "Now that you're in, you won't be getting out so easily."

Fang Wen sensed something was wrong and tried to pound on Mi Jian's hands, but she couldn't muster any strength. She could only shout loudly: "Help! Help!"

Mi Jian didn't try to dodge or stop Fang Wen's cries. Instead, he put his arms together, scooped Fang Wen up in his arms, and carried her straight to the bedroom.

Mi Jian tossed Fang Wen onto the spacious, comfortable bed like a doll. "Lie down obediently!" he leered smugly, kicking the bedroom door shut. This way, no matter how loudly she screamed inside, no one outside would hear. The bedroom

light came on, and Fang Wen was blinded by the glare. She tried to sit up, but to no avail. Mi Jian leaped onto the bed, kneeling beside Fang Wen, his eyes gleaming with a beastly green light.

"Miss Fang, how are you feeling? Are you feeling weak all over? But your breasts and perineum are hot? Don't worry, those are just some very safe hallucinogenic drugs and aphrodisiacs, not very strong, and won't harm your body. Of course, you won't pass out, you just won't have the strength to struggle."

"You...you shameless beast, what exactly do you want to do?" Fang Wen dodged away in fear, her voice trembling slightly.

"Hahaha...aren't you always so smart? How come you're so confused now! Of course I'm ready to spend the night with you. My beauty, I've been waiting for this day for so long, my little brother is practically starving. Hahaha..." Mi Jian pointed to the bulging tent between his legs, laughing wildly, his greedy gaze suddenly turning sinister and terrifying.

"You ungrateful little wench, daring to reject me time and time again, you really don't know what's good for you. Let me tell you, no woman I want has ever escaped my little brother. Today I'll let you taste how well this young master can control a woman!" After saying that, Mi Jian reached out and roughly touched Fang Wen's fair and smooth face.

Fang Wen screamed in terror, "No! Let me go!" She lay in the middle of the bed, trying several times to prop herself up, but she felt completely powerless and could only writhe on the bed.

"Save your breath! The effects of that drug will last for six hours. Until dawn tomorrow, your entire body will belong to me. Don't worry, my little brother will definitely take good care of you!"

Mi Jian grinned smugly, flipped over and sat on top of Fang Wen. Instantly, a warm and soft sensation spread from his penis to his limbs. Mi Jian's penis "thumped" and made the tent in his underwear bulge tightly, pointing straight at Fang Wen's voluptuous body, almost bursting out of his pants. Fang Wen instinctively closed her eyes, unable to bear looking any longer. Mi Jian slowly leaned down, his gaze lingering on Fang Wen's snow-white skin with lustful intent.

His lecherous eyes swept over Fang Wen's beautiful body, indulging in the sight of her slender, graceful curves, her fair and smooth skin, and her captivating beauty. Under the influence of the drug, Fang Wen's cheeks flushed, her nostrils flared slightly, and her soft, delicate lips parted slightly, revealing a row of neat, white teeth, making her appear incomparably alluring.

Mi Jian, aroused by Fang Wen's cherry-red lips, ignored her desperate resistance and kissed her, his rough tongue savagely forcing its way into her mouth. Fang Wen felt a sudden darkness before her eyes; a large, crude mouth was already pressed against her lips. She desperately tried to shake her face away, but a strong arm suddenly gripped her neck, rendering her immobile. Then, a thick, saliva-dripping tongue defiantly licked her cheek before forcibly shoving its way into her mouth.

Mi Jian's tongue roamed freely in Fang Wen's mouth, sometimes intertwining with her little tongue, sometimes tracing along her smooth teeth. Their mouths were pressed tightly together, and Fang Wen felt an indescribable tightness and suffocation.

Mi Jian's hands were not idle either; he slid down Wen's pink neck to her smooth shoulders, kneading them incessantly. Fang Wen's rounded shoulders involuntarily shivered. Mi Jian's lewd hands continued to move downwards. Through the thin, soft padding of her black low-cut dress, Mi Jian could clearly feel the soft, warm, and incredibly elastic high breasts beneath his fingers.

"What an alluring pair of beauties!" Mi Jian exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent, his hands gripping Fang Wen's breasts tightly, squeezing and releasing forcefully. A wave of soreness and swelling washed over Wen's chest, and she couldn't help but groan loudly.

After a long, uninterrupted kiss, Mi Jian's lips left hers, resting on her smooth face and neck, his eyes taking the opportunity to admire her beautiful body.

Fang Wen was wearing a strapless black low-cut evening gown from Italy. The dress's low-cut design accentuated her slender neck, graceful shoulders, and ivory-white hands, which appeared especially delicate and white against the black background. What fascinated Mi Jian even more were her two crystal-clear, snow-white, soft, and smooth breasts. Their full, rounded lines were on full display, even the tips of their nipples seemed faintly visible. The tight, horizontal hem of her low-cut dress provocatively exposed the upper edges of her breasts, radiating a captivating sheen. Mi Jian could clearly see the soft, alluring curves of her breasts and the shallow cleavage between them that drove men wild. He felt that if he simply pulled open the dress from her chest, those soft, round, snow-white beauties would obediently fall into his hands.

Mi Jian lay on top of Fang Wen, staring intently at the snow-capped peaks mostly hidden beneath her dress, his heart pounding, wishing he could immediately tear that thin black fabric to shreds. His heavy breath hit Fang Wen's face, making her heart ache. With her last ounce of strength, she swung her body, flipping Mi Jian off her. But now, she had no strength left to get out of bed and escape.

Caught off guard, Mi Jian was enraged by Fang Wen's fall. He grabbed her pair of snow-white ankles and dragged her to the edge of the bed. The hem of her low-cut dress reached the ground, covering Fang Wen's delicate feet. Her calves dangled over the edge of the bed, and Mi Jian had lifted her dress high, revealing her exquisitely slender, jade-like feet.

Fang Wen was wearing open-toe black strappy high-heeled sandals tonight. The delicate straps outlined the exquisite lines of her beautiful feet, prompting Mi Jian to gasp in admiration. His hands immediately slipped inside her long skirt and began to caress them.

Mi Jian's hairy hands slowly slid upwards from Fang Wen's ankles. His rough fingers immediately felt a smooth, warm sensation. As he appreciated the crystal-clear, smooth skin and its soft, undulating curves, he imagined Fang Wen's long, slender legs, letting out a terrifying hissing sound. Without any resistance, his hands quickly slid to the top of Fang Wen's thighs, then lifted the edge of her thin panties, caressing her way towards the hidden paradise between her legs.

Fang Wen felt an itch in her lower body, and her two soft thighs immediately stiffened and clamped together. "No! Stop!" Fang Wen cried out in pain, but to Mi Jian, her melodious voice sounded like a beautiful song and a signal of desire.

He pulled Fang Wen's skirt high, pulling the hem of her long black dress above her knees, exposing her jade-like legs to his lewd gaze. Her fair body, radiating a lustrous glow, flinched like a frightened lamb, trying to dodge. Fang Wen twisted her body, trying to stop his lewd and despicable actions, but every time she tried to protect her lower body, Mi Jian would pull her hands away and press them over her head; she was powerless to resist. Under the bright lights of the hotel room, Fang Wen's long, slender, snow-white legs were tightly crossed, trembling under Mi Jian's lewd gaze.

Mi Jian whistled, pressing Fang Wen's lower body down with his legs, his hands groping under her skirt to her waist, lifting the top of Fang Wen's panties and beginning to pull them down. "No, please, no!" Fang Wen cried and begged, but Mi Jian seemed not to hear her at all.

Fang Wen's low-cut dress was very form-fitting. Mi Jian's hands groped inside the narrow skirt, slowly pulling down her panties. First the left waistband, then the right, and then the narrow crotch. It took quite a bit of effort for Mi Jian to pull Fang Wen's panties over her plump buttocks. Seeing the narrow black lace panties finally pulled down to mid-thigh, Mi Jian's penis immediately became erect.

Fang Wen felt a sense of emptiness in her lower body. She knew that if she tore open the hem of her low-cut dress, her precious Eden would be exposed to the lecherous demon. She struggled desperately, but could only move her body slowly.

Their skin pressed tightly together, the gentle friction only fueling Mi Jian's lust. He quickly pulled his black underwear up to Fang Wen's ankles, then pounced on her, kissing her passionately. Passionate kisses rained down on Fang Wen's fair face, neck, and shoulders. Mi Jian's rough, scarlet tongue greedily licked and sucked at Fang Wen's smooth, fair skin. Fang Wen sobbed, two streams of shameful tears sliding down her smooth cheeks and onto the sheets.

Suddenly, a camera appeared in Mi Jian's hand. He forcefully spread Fang Wen's snow-white thighs apart, exposing her delicate private parts, then stuck the lens under her skirt and snapped photos of Fang Wen's secret garden, a place never before known to outsiders. The snow-white, rounded mounds, the pale pink buds, and the dark, dense bushes were all clearly visible under the intense flash of light; the simple colors created the most beautiful and alluring masterpiece of the human body.

Fang Wen painfully tried to cover her lower body, but Mi Jian ruthlessly pressed her down beneath him. Not satisfied with this partial photograph, Mi Jian stood on the bed and, from above, photographed Fang Wen's entire body. As the flashbulbs continued to flash, rolls of film mercilessly recorded Fang Wen's obscene and lewd posture. The poor, beautiful woman, drugged and helpless, could only watch as she was violated by this lewd beast, unable to shed a tear.

Section Four: The Stripped Low-Cut Dress

"Alright, let's get down to business." Suppressing the growing "eruption" of his erection, Mi Jian seemed to feel that this lewdness was no longer enough. He grasped Fang Wen's ankles and began to untie the straps of her high-heeled sandals.

The buckle on Fang Wen's high heels came undone, and she felt Mi Jian grab her left foot. The black high-heeled sandals were quickly removed, followed by her right foot. Fang Wen's smooth, fair, and slender feet were immediately revealed to Mi Jian, and her small panties, rolled up at her ankles, silently slipped onto the carpet. Mi Jian tossed the beautiful high heels behind him and immediately grasped Fang Wen's soft hands, gently squeezing them.

Her smooth, delicate skin glowed with a creamy sheen, making Mi Jian's heart race. After caressing her delicate skin for a while, he began to vigorously pinch and knead the soles of Fang Wen's fair feet, asking smugly as he did so, "How's that? Not bad, right?"

Fang Wen felt an unbearable ache in her feet, but she had no strength in her body and couldn't dodge at all. She was so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak, her thin lips opening and closing slightly.

After "massaging" her for a while, Mi Jian lowered his head and began to lick Wen's jade-like feet. His warm, wet tongue landed on the smooth, fair soles, sending waves of tingling and itching through her. Wen couldn't help but cry out, "Ah...ah..." Mi Jian then worked even harder, quickly licking every inch of her warm, jade-like feet, not even sparing her delicate, white toes. Fang Wen felt Mi Jian's mouth slowly moving upwards, like a caterpillar crawling, wriggling down to her slender calves. She felt utterly disgusted and turned her face away.

Mi Jian grasped Wen's ankles, spreading her fair, translucent legs. His gaze followed the smooth, soft lines of her lower body, maliciously extending upwards, all the way to the secret garden that men had long yearned for. Then he forcefully turned Fang Wen's delicate body over, placing her face down on the edge of the bed, one hand already impatiently reaching for the zipper at the top of her skirt...

Fang Wen stretched out her slender and graceful limbs, lying prone on the soft Simmons mattress, her pair of snow-white arms slightly bent and placed on either side of her head, her soft shoulders, delicate armpits, and the smooth and delicate back at the top of her skirt were all exposed, as well as her high and round buttocks, all displaying an alluring posture.

Mi Jian's gaze swept over her from top to bottom and then from bottom to top, swallowing hard the mouthful of saliva that was about to flow out. His hand reached all the way down to Wen's back, lifted the zipper at the top of her long dress, and slowly but firmly pulled it down. The thin zipper made a soft "squeak" sound, and the zipper head was like a sturdy and sharp icebreaker, cutting a long passage behind Fang Wen's black low-cut dress.

The zipper continued to slide downwards, and the long dress began to slip down like a curtain losing its support, revealing Fang Wen's fair, moon-like skin inch by inch to Mi Jian's eyes, making him unable to blink. How smooth and fair her skin was! It was almost otherworldly beauty, like that of a celestial being.

The zipper was pulled up from Fang Wen's back to her waist, and the black dress opened up to reveal her flawless, smooth back. Mi Jian, in disbelief, touched the alluring, radiant white skin, then couldn't resist taking a bite, followed by a frenzied kiss. Like a ravenous beast, he clung tightly to Fang Wen's soft, fair body, unwilling to let go of any inch of her delicate, alluring form.

Mi Jian turned Fang Wen's body over; her long dress, disheveled from his embrace and caresses, was now in disarray. He impatiently swept the dress down over her chest, revealing two round, full, snow-white, translucent breasts freed from the low-cut dress. In an instant, the pure white skin, the rounded, firm curves, and the rosy nipples of her erect breasts were directly exposed to Mi Jian's lustful gaze, trembling slightly from his forceful movements.

Mi Jian felt a deafening buzz in his head, and almost all the muscles in his body tensed up at the same time, his erection convulsing. He forcefully pulled the front of Fang Wen's long skirt up to her flat stomach, exposing her breasts to the air. Then, his ten fingers gripped her tender, full breasts like iron hooks, causing her to let out a long, bitter sigh.

Mi Jian felt the soft, full breasts in his hands, then freed one hand to continue peeling off Fang Wen's long skirt. The skirt was crumpled into a ball and quickly pulled from between Fang Wen's legs by Mi Jian. Mi Jian held the skirt in his hand. The stripped black skirt was far removed from Fang Wen's perfect body and lost its original graceful beauty. Mi Jian's fingers slowly loosened, and the skirt suddenly fell from his hands to the ground, just like a fallen leaf in late autumn.

Mi Jian raised his head, gazing at the exquisitely beautiful, snow-white body stretched out in the center of the large Simmons mattress: long hair like clouds, a face as beautiful as jade, willow-leaf eyebrows like ink, and cherry-red lips; her jet-black, glossy hair cascaded down her chest and back, strands entwining her snow-white skin to form alluring patterns; her beautiful eyes were tightly closed in humiliation, her charming and alluring face even more captivating and seductive under the influence of the drugs; her fair neck turned to the side, forming a smooth curve that connected to her delicate shoulders; her high, jade-like breasts, with their round, rosy nipples... Her head stood shyly erect under the bright light; on her flat, smooth abdomen, a shallow dimple nestled in the center of her white jade stage, provocatively revealing her lovely face; her long, shapely, snow-white, and smooth thighs bent slightly at the knees, seemingly concealing the glossy black forest where her legs met; though the Garden of Eden beneath the black forest was tightly protected, the rounded mound of pubis could not hide its revealed beauty; her jade feet, intertwined, were as exquisite and translucent as ivory, her delicate toes resembling obediently sleeping silkworm babies.

Mi Jian gazed at this perfectly crafted female body with fascination, his hands and feet trembling with excitement. He held his breath, grabbed the camera from the bedside table, and began snapping photos. Fang Wen lay helplessly on the bed, forced to display her precious, beautiful body. Even the man she deeply loved had never been able to examine every inch of her skin so closely. But now…

After an unknown amount of time, the cruel photoshoot came to an end. Mi Jian quickly removed his last remaining underwear, then leaped into the air, pressing his massive body down onto her slender, snow-white body.

In the dark night sky, the day's hustle and bustle had completely faded, and even the bustling hotel had returned to the tranquility of the night. Mi Jian held Fang Wen's naked body in his arms, fully enjoying the long-awaited coolness and tenderness.

At this moment, he lay sprawled beside Fang Wen, his hands tightly gripping one of her high, firm breasts, his mouth sucking on her bouncy nipple, licking and nibbling at the delicate, rosy tip. His legs clamped down on her lower body like giant clamps, his thick, red penis raised high, rubbing incessantly between her legs against the slightly raised mound and the dark forest of her breasts. The warm, soft flesh in his arms had already transformed into boundless spring, waiting for him to pluck and reap it. He continued to caress Fang Wen's delicate skin, using his body to launch wave after wave of assault on her.

Fang Wen's arms were raised high above her head, and Mi Jian licked her incredibly tender breasts incessantly, then gradually moved to her smooth armpits, kissing them with great enjoyment and gently biting her delicate skin. Following the sides of her body, Mi Jian explored Fang Wen's flat and slender waist and abdomen, seeing the beautiful curves of her body forming a pair of smooth arcs. Mi Jian's hands held her soft, willow-like waist, his entire face buried in her soft, warm abdomen, chasing and savoring Fang Wen's delicate skin that exuded a faint lavender scent.

He held Fang Wen tightly, his limbs and lower abdomen pressed as close to her body as possible, absorbing her warm, jade-like essence. Mi Jian kneaded Fang Wen's two pink and tender breasts, his erect penis already impatiently thrusting between her two bright and slender legs, the red glans rising and falling, touching the mysterious garden beneath the glistening dark forest.

Fang Wen stared blankly at the bedroom ceiling, letting Mi Jian ravage her pure and innocent body.

Ever since she drank that glass of champagne she shouldn't have accepted, she had been unable to stop it all from happening. Mi Jian's bull-like, strong body firmly imprisoned her beside him; she had no chance of escape. Enduring Mi Jian's rough tongue relentlessly licking and kissing her body, Fang Wen felt goosebumps rise all over her skin.

What made it even more unbearable was that Mi Jian's ugly penis seemed to know its way around, thrusting and colliding against her snow-white genitals before finally extending between her legs, rubbing back and forth at the entrance of her tender secret place. Fang Wen's lower body was instantly enveloped by a hot, itchy sensation, and her sensitive garden began to throb with excitement under the stimulation of Mi Jian's penis, causing her to gasp softly.

Suddenly, a warm, moist thing, like a snake, crawled to the entrance of her secret garden, slowly burrowing inside—Mi Jian's tongue was now licking Fang Wen's vulva!

"Ah...ah! Stop! What are you doing?" Fang Wen's almost lost consciousness suddenly returned, but this only added to her torment and did nothing to help her. Her weak cries were barely audible, let alone any struggle.

Mi Jian encountered no resistance, so he simply spread her fair legs, his fingers parting her tightly closed labia majora, like a seashell, and began to tease her fresh, juicy clitoris with increasing vigor. His fingers parted her tightly closed vulva, surveying the oval entrance to the mysterious passage. Fang Wen's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably under the force of his fingers.

Without Fang Wen being prepared, Mi Jian had already inserted his fingers deep into her body, constantly bending and stretching against the tender walls of her vagina. A familiar urge immediately surged through Fang Wen's body, causing her lower body to contract instantly. Her vulva, stretched open by his fingers, simultaneously wrapped tightly around Mi Jian's fingers, a clear stream of fluid slowly flowing from her ample vulva onto his fingers.

Feeling his fingers enveloped in warmth, Mi Jian chuckled lewdly, his fingers, now slick with Fang Wen's love juice, penetrating her secret passage a little deeper. Then, with her ever-growing desire, he twisted even more vigorously. Chapter

5:
The Feeling of Being Raped

? The night gave Mi Jian a pair of black eyes, which he used to explore the perfect female body shimmering under the lamplight. Mi Jian watched with satisfaction as Fang Wen, shy yet irresistibly alluring, appeared. Under the light and skillful teasing of his fingers, Fang Wen's instincts as a mature woman were completely exposed:

Unconsciously, her alluring limbs pressed tightly against his body, her two smooth, white thighs bending and gently rubbing against Mi Jian's arms; beyond her slightly parted thighs, her two round, jade-like vulvas gradually opened under Mi Jian's guidance, her shy little secret opening now faintly revealing its delicate opening; warm, thick love fluid had already moistened her. In every corner of her perineum, tiny dewdrops adorned the slightly curled pubic hair, the nectar moisturizing her already fair and delicate skin, adding an alluring sheen. Her high, firm breasts heaved rapidly with the rise and fall of her chest, the delicate nipples becoming even more vibrant and rounded under constant stimulation. A radiant spring passion

filled Fang Wen's pretty face; although her bright eyes still held a hint of humiliation and reluctance, her flushed cheeks and slightly parted, gentle lips revealed her submission.

Like a beast toying with its defenseless prey, Mi Jian suddenly stopped all movement. As he withdrew his fingers, he parted Fang Wen's legs again, grabbed his camera, and captured her shy, charming, and pitiful appearance. Fang Wen turned her face away helplessly, tears streaming silently down her cheeks once more.

Mi Jian's camera was out of film. He stared at the beautiful naked body so close to him, his penis already throbbing with pain. He solemnly knelt before Fang Wen, his bright red glans aimed at her vulva like an arrow on a bowstring. Then, he reached his hands under her smooth buttocks and gently lifted her lower body.

Before finally penetrating, Mi Jian carefully adjusted the direction of his penis. He leaned close to Fang Wen's ear and said triumphantly, "Baby, I'm coming!" Then, with thunderous force, he thrust into her weak and naked body.

The enormous penis, as big as a flashlight, swung around, accompanied by a terrifying hiss, brutally and accurately plunging into that small, delicate passage, invading Fang Wen's body!

"Ouch! Stop...!" This sudden and violent blow landed hard on Fang Wen's most delicate spot. She shuddered violently as if struck by lightning, and then, in her terror, her soft, snow-white body trembled uncontrollably.

After sufficient teasing, Fang Wen's love hole had become initially moist, so Mi Jian's penis easily pried open the half-open jade gate and fully penetrated deep into Fang Wen's body. He thrust his hips forward, his penis slamming forward until it reached the very root. At the same time, the sensitive glans pressed against Fang Wen's smooth and tender clitoris, and then the two kissed passionately like lovers in the throes of passion.

"Ah..." Fang Wen shuddered violently again. The pain from the two consecutive penetrations finally spread throughout her body, and the tearing pain instantly froze every cell in her body. "Please, pull...

pull it out!" Fang Wen pleaded desperately, enduring the immense pain in her lower body. Her slender hands gripped Mi Jian's thick arm tightly, her beautiful fingers turning pale from the force.

Mi Jian glanced at their lower bodies; their pubic areas were pressed tightly together, even their pubic hair was intertwined.

"You said you wouldn't regret it." He looked deeply into Fang Wen's misty, tearful eyes, and slowly pulled his penis out, the glans reluctantly leaving the warm, tender core, slowly retreating. Fang Wen's previously stretched-open passage finally gained some space, and a large amount of nectar-like fluid gushed out of the round opening as the penis withdrew. Fang Wen's rapidly heaving chest also eased somewhat as the pain subsided.

However, just as a quarter of the penis was still inside Fang Wen's body, Mi Jian chuckled wickedly, and with a powerful thrust, he plunged his penis all the way in! This time, Mi Jian used even more force, and Fang Wen's body almost bounced up completely. The intense pain in her lower body felt as if it had cleaved her in two from head to toe. She screamed incessantly, "Ah! Ah! No…"

Fang Wen's body couldn't move, but it still trembled violently. Her long, flowing hair danced wildly like willow branches in a storm, cascading over her shoulders, arms, and chest. The black strands fell haphazardly onto her snow-white body, like tiny knives slicing through her delicate skin. Her pleas and cries echoed endlessly in the small hotel room, as if she were telling the gods of her tragic fate.

At that moment, Mi Jian's hands seized the opportunity to hold Fang Wen's slender waist and stabilize her two white thighs. Ignoring Fang Wen's pitiful cries, his enormous penis thrust in and out forcefully. His eyes were like a wolf's, fixed on Fang Wen's naked, snow-white body, burning with the evil fires of desire, triumph, anger, and jealousy. The beauty he had longed for was now lying naked beneath him, helplessly allowing him to wildly penetrate her tender little love hole, which filled Mi Jian with immense pride.

But at the same time, a flame of jealousy slowly ignited within him. He was no longer this beautiful woman's first man; Fang Wen's virginity did not belong to him! This disappointing discovery ignited a burning rage within Mi Jian. He thrust his penis in and out repeatedly, each time with such ferocity, as if he wanted to pierce and burst this delicate, beautiful body.

His hands gripped and squeezed Fang Wen's soft, snow-white, and incredibly elastic breasts with such force that the delicate, translucent, and flawless skin quickly turned pink under his ravaging. He forcefully pinched the two rounded nipples of Fang Wen's breasts, pinching, flicking, twisting, and plucking with his fingers, causing the pair of tender, ripe cherries to quickly turn bright red and swell. Mi Jian also continued to slap Fang Wen's ample and soft buttocks, leaving a faint red mark on the snow-white mounds. Then, his fingers grabbed Fang Wen's already wet and soft pubic hair, pulling it out repeatedly.

Mi Jian gradually went mad, using increasing force with each thrust. His pubic area slammed heavily against Fang Wen's lower abdomen, making a "crackling" sound. He then lifted Fang Wen's upper body off the bed, pulling her forcefully towards him to intensify her pain. His large penis thrust harder and harder, each impact on Fang Wen's clitoris causing her naked body to tremble involuntarily.

The two rolled around on the large bed, Mi Jian's grotesque laughter and Fang Wen's cries unable to penetrate the small room. Looking out the window, the night view of Hawaiian Harbor was still so beautiful and peaceful…

Fang Wen kept her clear eyes tightly closed, fine beads of sweat secretly creeping up her smooth forehead and the tip of her nose.

Perhaps it was because Mi Jian's movements had become gentler, or perhaps her delicate body had become accustomed to the feeling of being forced, in any case, the initial excruciating pain seemed to gradually lessen with the passage of time. After a period of unforgettable invasion, Fang Wen's body had completely lost all its defenses, leaning softly against Mi Jian, accepting the continuous thrusts, her slender hands that had been tightly gripping Mi Jian's arm now hanging limply at her sides.

Mi Jian's astonishingly large penis continued its excited exploration, but this time it no longer plunged straight in; instead, it slowly rotated and ground, carefully savoring the abundant fruits along Fang Wen's tender and juicy secret passage.

Gradually, Fang Wen also felt her exhausted body, weakened by the trauma, begin to react as it did with her boyfriend, under Mi Jian's constant teasing, guidance, and the effects of the drugs: her long, slender legs, high nipples, flat stomach, and delicate vulva all simultaneously felt a trace of excitement and pleasure. Moreover, this subtle pleasure gradually became clearer, causing her to involuntarily open her body, letting endless desire tightly entwine around her.

She felt a warm current in her lower abdomen gradually form a bright fireball. The fireball's light grew stronger with each thrust of the penis, illuminating her beautiful body and slowly transforming her pain into pleasure, even matching her partner's rhythm.

Fang Wen's painful cries were unconsciously replaced by moans that were half-dazed and half-pleasant, but this only intensified her grief. She couldn't believe she was experiencing such feelings while being raped; she couldn't face this shameful reality. But this fleeting thought was immediately extinguished by her primal instincts.

Mi Jian seemed to have been observing Fang Wen's changes all along. With a series of violent thrusts, his penis churning inside her, he finally brought Fang Wen into an endless world of desire. Fang Wen's soft, hot, snow-white body was tightly held in Mi Jian's arms, her mind completely clouded. Fang Wen's flames of desire finally ignited, and her delicate, smooth body instantly emitted a dazzling, radiant glow.

Mi Jian immediately sensed this change. He saw the beauty in his arms with her eyes slightly closed, panting softly, her naked body displaying its allure, captivating charm, and breathtaking beauty. Mi Jian knew Fang Wen was close to climax, so he mustered his remaining strength and launched a fierce assault on her stunningly beautiful, fair body.

With each thrust of his penis, a "slurp, slurp" sound filled the air as Fang Wen's ripe vagina offered up all its fruit, even the pink mucous membranes were pulled out with each powerful thrust. The frenzied thrusting drove Fang Wen almost to madness as well.

In that moment of ecstasy, Mi Jian felt his painfully swollen lower body suddenly relax, followed by a gush of thick, warm liquid shooting out at high speed from his body, shooting like an arrow through Fang Wen's secret passage, spraying into her uterus, which was as fresh as morning dew. The scalding semen quickly filled her uterus, the excess flowing out of Fang Wen's body as Mi Jian's penis withdrew, splattering on her beautiful thighs, fine black pubic hair, white mons pubis, and the clean sheets, forming dirty grayish-white stains.

With the release of semen held back all night, Mi Jian's strength seemed to be drained in an instant; his thick penis slowly shrank and finally withdrew from Fang Wen's body. His lower back was now so sore that he had no strength left, so he placed Fang Wen back on the pillow and lay down on top of her, panting.

Fang Wen's delicate body trembled violently at the moment Mi Jian ejaculated, and after his penis withdrew, Fang Wen felt as if her backbone had been removed, and she immediately collapsed onto the bed. Mi Jian embraced Fang Wen's fair and smooth naked body, and soon fell asleep. After the frenzied torment just now, Fang Wen finally fell into a deep sleep as well.

Chapter Six: One More Time!

The night outside the window was still as black as ink. Fang Wen slowly woke up from her deep sleep, not knowing how long she had been unconscious. The waves of soreness and pain throughout her body grew clearer, especially in her lower body, which felt like it had been burned by fire. Even the slightest movement caused excruciating pain. She felt incredibly dizzy, as if she had been tossed and drifted on a turbulent sea for a long time.

A night breeze blew open the thin, semi-transparent French curtains and swept over Fang Wen's delicate body, sending a chill straight to her internal organs, causing her to shiver involuntarily. Fang Wen slowly opened her eyes, but she couldn't see anything. The room was brightly lit, so bright that she couldn't open her eyes at all.

Fang Wen braced herself on the bed, slowly sitting up. Her tired eyes gradually adjusted to the light, but the scene that came into view immediately jolted her fully awake, followed by a sharp scream:

In the brightly lit room, she was lying naked on the large, messy bed. A short sheet that had been covering her had slipped to the side as she sat up, exposing her perfectly erect, white, and delicate breasts, as white as a pair of little white doves. What shocked her even more was that there were sticky stains everywhere—on her body, the sheet, and even the bed. On the white sheet covering her lower body, she could faintly see streaks of bright red blood.

In an instant, Fang Wen couldn't believe what she was seeing. The scenes of the rape flashed through her mind like a movie, reminding her of the physical struggle that had just ended and the unforgettable feeling of being raped. Fang Wen realized she had been drugged and raped by Mi Jian. In a flash, pain, shame, anger… a complex mix of emotions surged within her, causing her to collapse onto the bed in tears.

A strong man quietly emerged from the bathroom. He walked to Fang Wen's side, gazing at the heartbroken beauty before him, and then gently placed his hand on her smooth shoulder. Fang Wen looked up in shock and fear—it was Mi Jian! She glared at the lecherous man who had violated her, wishing she could chop him into mincemeat.

"Fiona, what's wrong?" Mi Jian smiled.

"You beast! What are you doing here?" Fang Wen wrapped the sheet tightly around her chest, her eyes blazing with anger.

"Checking if you were awake."

"Get away! I don't want to see you! Get out!" Fang Wen screamed hysterically.

"Fiona, I'm sorry, I deserve to die. I didn't mean to, it's just that you're so beautiful, and I love you so deeply." Mi Jian feigned remorse, slapping himself a few times. Seeing Fang Wen didn't react, he sat down beside her, placing his hands on her pale shoulders.

"Bastard! I hate you! Get away!" Fang Wen forcefully shook off Mi Jian's hand and slapped him across the face. A handprint immediately appeared on Mi Jian's cheek.

"You're asking for it!" Mi Jian was enraged and forcefully pushed Fang Wen onto the bed: "Listen to me, whether you like it or not, you're my woman now. If I want you to strip naked, you have to; if I want you to sleep with me, you have to obediently. Don't think you can escape, or you'll regret it!" Mi Jian said sullenly, touching his slapped face.

Upon hearing this, Fang Wen lay on the bed and burst into tears.

Perhaps it was Fang Wen's slap that ignited Mi Jian's animalistic desires. Seeing Fang Wen's half-naked body wrapped in the sheet, Mi Jian's lust was reignited. He grabbed Fang Wen's feet, dragged her to the ground, and then reached for the sheet to tear off her body. Fang Wen tightly protected her chest with her arms, writhing incessantly. Seeing that he couldn't succeed immediately, Mi Jian simply grabbed a corner of the sheet and ripped it open forcefully. Amid Fang Wen's screams, Mi Jian tore the sheet in two. He impatiently pulled out his penis and pressed Fang Wen's snow-white body beneath him once more, his engorged penis accurately penetrating Fang Wen's masochistic love hole once more.

Fang Wen struggled desperately, her fair, naked body resembling a beautiful white butterfly fluttering in the night. Mi Jian's strong body quickly subdued the delicate form beneath him. He grabbed Fang Wen under her armpits, lifted her from the ground, and then pressed her against the wide French window, violently assaulting her.

"Weren't you very excited just now? One more time! Do it again, my baby!" Mi Jian grinned smugly as he frantically thrust and squeezed inside Fang Wen.

Fang Wen couldn't bear the pain any longer and soon fainted.

Mi Jian dragged the unconscious Fang Wen to the balcony, his penis never leaving that fair body more beautiful than the stars in the sky. As they changed positions repeatedly, Mi Jian, after penetrating her vagina, moved on to Fang Wen's tight anus. The delicate clitoris, ravaged by his thick penis, quickly burst open, releasing beads of bright red blood.

As the first rays of dawn pierced the thick clouds, Mi Jian and Fang Wen's bodies joined together. Mi Jian lifted Fang Wen in front of him, arms outstretched, facing the brilliant sunlight, and continuously ejaculated his semen.

Chapter Seven: Union

. Two weeks passed quickly, and it was the weekend again. Mi Jian's "King Kong" started up, leaving a long trail of water as it sailed towards the vast sea.

Deep inside the yacht, in its cabin, Mi Jian and Fang Wen were tightly embracing, both completely naked. Their bodies pressed together, Mi Jian's penis thrusting deeply into Fang Wen's love hole. Fang Wen obediently embraced Mi Jian's strong chest and back, silently enduring his "plowing," yet her eyes, filled with resentment and helplessness, clearly shimmered with tears…

20
Chapter One: Shadows

The early autumn night was so peaceful and serene. Like other corners of the city, the Bihuwan residential area on the hillside gradually quieted down from its bustling state. The private roads within the area slowly filled with cars of people returning home late at night, and the lights shining from the windows gradually thinned out as the darkness deepened. On the clean and wide streets, only rows of white magnolia-shaped streetlights cast soft, comforting light, dispelling the shadows of the night.

On a corner of the hillside road in Bihuwan, a maroon Honda was parked. The engine was off, and the doors and windows were tightly locked. At first glance, it looked ordinary, no different from the surrounding cars. There was no one in the front seat, but the green fluorescent light from the dashboard could still be faintly seen. In the back seat, a tall and burly man was holding a Soviet-style military night vision binocular, aiming intently at a floor-to-ceiling window below the slope.

Because the doors and windows were locked and the air conditioning wasn't on, the not-so-small cabin felt somewhat stuffy. The man maintained his gazing posture for a long time without changing it, so much so that his hands, gripping the binoculars tightly, were covered in sweat, but he didn't seem to care. He was watching so intently, and seemed unable to hide his excitement; his prominent Adam's apple moved up and down constantly, and all the muscles in his body were tense, even causing the binoculars to tremble slightly.

The binoculars were pointing towards a unit on the fourth floor of a row of nine-story apartment buildings. Dim light still shone from inside, indicating that the occupant was clearly not asleep, but the windows facing the street were drawn with double-layered milky-white curtains, almost completely blocking out everything inside.

However, all of this seemed to have no effect on the peering gaze from the person in Honda. Through a high-powered infrared telescope, he could still clearly see every corner of the room: the room behind the floor-to-ceiling windows was empty, with a large wooden bed covered in white sheets, a tall wardrobe, and an elegant dressing table. A soft lamp sat on the bedside table, its light dimmed to the lowest setting, casting a soft hue over the entire room and enhancing the romantic and mysterious atmosphere. On the wall next to the bed hung a large photograph of a beautiful woman, gazing serenely ahead with a sweet smile. Under the soft light, her beauty was breathtaking!

The man in the carriage stared intently at the photograph on the wall, his gaze lingering for a long time. This mysterious man surveyed the room for a long time, occasionally glancing at the window beside him, but his attention never left the room, like a hunter waiting for its prey.

Finally, the figures of a loving couple appeared in his field of vision. They walked intimately to the center of the binoculars. The handsome man in the binoculars, dressed in a uniform, looked dashing and imposing, while the beautiful woman beside him was pure, delicate, and fresh-faced, like a pear blossom blooming in the rain, so beautiful it was almost blinding. As soon as they entered the bedroom, they couldn't help but kiss passionately, completely unaware that a pair of eyes gleaming with malice were staring intently at them from outside the window.

The couple, deeply in love, twirled and embraced tightly. The beautiful woman's loose, flowing white nightgown danced like drifting clouds, the thin, almost transparent fabric revealing glimpses of her graceful figure. The gazes from the carriage were utterly mesmerized.

The handsome man inside was also captivated by the stunning beauty before him. He gently stroked his girlfriend's flowing, cloud-like hair, reached out to support her slender, soft waist, and pulled her firmly into his arms, carefully placing her on the bed. Then he lowered his head and slowly untied the tightly fastened belt of her pure white nightgown, parting the two sides of the robe. Beneath the robe was an equally thin, pure white slip dress, but the almost transparent fabric and the loose, rounded hem could no longer conceal her fair, translucent, smooth, and flawless body. The handsome man placed his hands tenderly and resolutely on her flawless, jade-like skin, slowly lifting the soft nightgown upwards. Her fair, snow-white body was about to be completely exposed before him...

Upon seeing this, he could no longer help but tremble violently in the carriage outside the window, his breathing becoming rapid and labored. One hand involuntarily released the camera lens and gripped his crotch tightly, while the other hand slammed his fist against the car window with a loud "bang."

Just then, a sedan suddenly darted out from the roadside, its headlights illuminating the interior of the Honda. The man quickly ducked to avoid the blinding light, but a sliver of light still shone on his face, reflecting his angry, contorted features, thin, pale lips, bloodshot eyes, and anxious, hateful gaze onto the car window. The shadowy figure in the car was none other than Mi Jian, the young tycoon of Bay City.

Why was Mi Jian here? Who was he watching?

The second part: The devastating blow of infatuation

. The beautiful girl Mi Jian had been fixated on was Cheng Yashi, whose English name was Alice. She was his most favored and beloved employee, and the most outstanding beauty in the entire Regal King Kong Hotel, known as the "Flower of Regal." Ever since Alice joined Regal King Kong, Mi Jian had been infatuated with her as if he were possessed. He had never been so infatuated with a woman as he was with Alice.

To see his goddess every day, Mi Jian transferred Alice from the business development department to his side as his secretary. He not only brought her to every meeting but also rented a 900-square-meter apartment for her in Bihu Bay under the company's name. Such generous treatment for a young employee of only 23 years old was unprecedented for the wealthy Jin Gang. All of this had only one purpose: to win Alice's heart.

Mi Jian's seaside villa was covered with Alice's photos. For her, Mi Jian would forgo his nighttime entertainment and drive alone to Bihu Bay, just to catch a glimpse of her from his window.

On Alice's 23rd birthday, at the company party, Mi Jian presented her with a priceless diamond necklace as a birthday gift in front of all his subordinates. Seeing Alice's astonished gaze, Mi Jian simply said, "This is a special reward to recognize your contributions to the company."

From then on, rumors about Mi Jian pursuing Alice spread like wildfire throughout the company. Some mischievous colleagues even asked Alice with ulterior motives when she would hold her wedding banquet, but she always denied it.

Just when Mi Jian had made up his mind to confess his love to Alice and propose, her fiancé suddenly appeared, and all his carefully planned arrangements vanished overnight. A month ago, at the company's annual dinner, Alice unexpectedly arrived accompanied by a dashing police officer. When she nestled against her boyfriend like a little bird, brimming with happiness, and told Mi Jian the news of her engagement, Mi Jian could hardly believe his ears. It was as if, in that instant, the sunshine in his world would cease to exist.

However, the truth is the truth. Mi Jian soon learned that Alice's boyfriend was a commercial crime investigator in the Bay Area. He had been training in the United States for the past two years, thus not being by Alice's side, but their relationship had not weakened. He had been transferred back to the Bay Area and was soon to marry Alice.

Knowing he could never win Alice's love, Mi Jian was heartbroken and unable to control himself. From then on, every night he would wait behind Alice's house, gazing at his goddess through binoculars. Tonight marked the tenth consecutive night, and tragically, Mi Jian witnessed the two of them being intimate. This was like stabbing another knife into his already bleeding heart, driving him to the brink of madness.

He slammed his head against the car door handle, hoping the physical pain would soothe his inner wounds. But he couldn't help but look at Alice, unable to resist gazing at her snow-white, radiant, and intoxicatingly beautiful body enveloped in tender affection. Alice stretched out her limbs, fully enjoying the pleasure of love and desire. Her curves were so beautiful that they made Mi Jian's penis hard and erect. Her skin was so white that it made Mi Jian even more eager to possess her.

Mi Jian, like a wounded beast, curled up in the carriage, letting out low growls of pain. Lust and jealousy burned fiercely in his mind. Finally, primal desire seized control of every nerve; his fists clenched so tightly that even the tendons were clearly taut.

"Cheng Yashi, I must have you! I must completely possess you!" Mi Jian roared madly within him…

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