[Punishment for the Wife] Author: White-Collar Laughing Life

Author: White-Collar Laughing Life
Word Count: 9488
"Since you enjoy your wife being with other men, today I'll let this man have his way with her right in front of you!"
My wife's words pierced my heart like a sharp blade. Her fluttering eyelashes and the tears welling in her eyes brought me
a pain that penetrated to my very soul.
"Chenxi, you can't!" I stood up hysterically, unable to meet her gaze. "Ajian, tell
my wife that you held up photos of me and your girlfriend to force me! Tell her!" I grabbed
the collar of the man on the opposite sofa.
"Are you trying to pin all the blame on someone else? I misjudged you!" My wife's words ruthlessly stripped away all my
pretense. It was true that Ajian threatened me with the photos, but I was the bastard who tied my wife to the bed, blindfolded her, and secretly
had another man take her place.
"Chenxi, I was wrong, please forgive me!" I slumped onto the sofa, as if all my strength had been drained away.
"Some mistakes are unforgivable!" My wife closed her eyes, her chest heaving. "Do you know
why I know it wasn't you?"
"Why!"
"Because his is bigger than yours!" The sarcasm in my wife's voice made me feel utterly ashamed. In that instant, I realized that
with her strong personality, everything was beyond repair.
Clothes slipped off my wife's beautiful body, revealing her voluptuous figure and translucent skin.
But now, her high breasts, slender waist, and round, pert buttocks—my former possessions—
were displayed without reservation before another man. Fortunately, the man seemed startled by her presence.
"Am I pretty?" My wife turned to the man who had caused me this embarrassing situation. His name was A-Jian.
Although his gaze darted away, he still stared intently at my wife's genitals.
"Pretty!"
"Want to play with me again?"
"Sister-in-law, you're joking!" A-Jian swallowed hard.
"I'm not afraid, but you men are all cowards!" To my disbelief, my wife
knelt before Ah Jian, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his limp penis, taking it into her mouth. Seemingly shocked by her boldness
, Ah Jian's penis quickly transformed into a monstrous rod. This guy was so well-endowed that my wife couldn't hold
it all and was forced to suck and swallow, the sound of which I could even hear.
After a while, my wife glanced at me, turned her back to Ah Jian, straddled his body with her two round, straight legs
, and raised her plump buttocks. She grasped his saliva-covered penis and aimed it at her pink vulva,
the monstrous head parting her delicate labia and pressing against the top of her wet passage.
"Chenxi!" My wife's voice trembled upon hearing me, but she firmly shook her head, closed her eyes, and sat down
. The moment my monstrous penis parted my wife's delicate petals and slid in inch by inch, it felt as if something shattered in my heart.
Time seemed to freeze instantly. I was heartbroken, my wife was being penetrated, and Ah Jian was immersed in the sudden surge of pleasure
. My wife's snow-white body tensed as if struck by a bullet. Her hips, adorned with dark pubic hair,
began to sway with the movement of her upturned buttocks. The penis inserted into her honeypot appeared and disappeared intermittently, soon becoming covered with her glistening
love juice. The bright red flesh walls tightly enveloped the dark, menacing penis. Her full, fleshy vulva was stretched open like a peach,
and the dark penis resembled a peach pit. Streams of nectar overflowed from my wife's lower body during this most primal physical friction,
unknowingly soaking both of their genitals. Each time the penis was withdrawn, a few lewd strands would be pulled out. I could even
see the clitoris protruding at the junction of my wife's two labia majora, gleaming lewdly under the light.
Ah Jian was a lecherous man with boundless audacity, and had slept with countless women. He quickly
corrected his wife's clumsy movements; her two snow-white thighs spread exaggeratedly, straddling his body, while he grabbed one of her arms from behind.
Her other hand instinctively grabbed whatever it could, and what was once a one-woman show of force became a simultaneous thrust from both of them, making
the speed of his penis's thrusts many times faster. Her slender waist bent, her round buttocks swayed up and down, and
her two snow-white breasts trembled in mid-air with Ah Jian's thrusts. At this moment, his wife was like a proud female knight,
or a wild horse being tamed, only the one taming this wild horse was not me.
His wife's suppressed moans, the heavy thud of their bodies colliding, even the squelching sounds like pounding garlic,
uncontrollably reached my ears. Their lewd union was already soaked with his wife's fluids, and even Ah Jian's ugly
scrotum was covered with glistening love juices. A dark, thick penis, a vagina overflowing with honey-like fluid, splashing with lustful water—
such a lewd scene unfolded in my home. The vagina belonged to my beautiful wife, but the penis inside did not
belong to me.
As Ah Jian's thrusting increased in speed, my wife's swaying breasts became unrecognizable, and her body
trembled uncontrollably with each frenzied impact. After a final, unrestrained thrust, they both stopped simultaneously. My wife's snow-
white arms were held by the man, her lower body tightly joined to his. Her snow-white body was taut like a wound-up spring
. Ah Jian's expression of pleasure, his trembling body, and the length of his penis made it easy for me to imagine that he
was ejaculating deep into my wife's womb. The semen that flowed uncontrollably from her vagina after his penis was withdrawn confirmed
my suspicion. To prevent pregnancy, I always ejaculated outside…
After getting off Ah Jian, my wife went into the bathroom without looking back and washed for over an hour. Two
months later, I accompanied my wife to have an abortion, and she lost her ability to conceive afterward.
For the past year, I've been extremely careful and attentive to my wife, but my male nature has taken over, and
I've done many foolish things behind her back. Ah Jian's girlfriend is a vixen, and
I've certainly had my share of pleasure with the women she introduced me to. Time has healed my wife's wounds, her life has returned to normal, and her body has
become increasingly beautiful under my care. Aside from the regret of not being able to have children, our married
life is quite harmonious.
However, recently, my wife's behavior seems a bit strange. Sometimes she doesn't answer my calls. Although it's odd,
I feel guilty and think I haven't done enough. Today is the day my wife and I meet for the first time.
To surprise her, I left work early and went home. The moment I opened the door, I noticed something unusual
.
The shoe cabinet was a bit messy, and there were strange noises coming from inside the house. The bedroom door was ajar,
and the dress and white lace panties my wife had worn that morning were lying on the floor. That incredibly familiar moaning sound, the
thud of buttocks colliding, tore at my heart. No, I couldn't believe it was real. I
didn't even have the courage to open the door. I quietly closed it and went back to the company—I didn't want to lose Chenxi, but the pain in my heart was driving me to the brink of collapse.
I couldn't prepare a surprise for her at home, so I bought her a bouquet of flowers that evening. My wife spent a long time in the kitchen
preparing a few dishes, but the atmosphere at the table felt eerie.
"You came home today!" My wife picked up her bowl, biting her lip tightly. I, who had been pretending to enjoy my meal, was instantly
caught off guard by this sudden attack: "I was very busy at the company today. How could I have had time to come home!"
"It was A-Jian. It's happened so many times!" She ruthlessly tore apart my last shred of pretense.
"Why!" I stood up and frantically pinned her against the wall. "Can't you just let me pretend I don't
know anything?!" Her stubborn eyes made me unable to bring myself to hurt her.
"Two months ago, he used a key to open our door and raped me right there!" Her full breasts heaved, and
a tear slid down her cheek. "You told me six months ago that you lost that key overseas, and we didn't change
the locks!" Hearing this, I was shocked. I had indeed lost the key, but while I was out fooling around.
"After he raped me, he showed me a video. The person in it was you, and it was not long ago!" My wife
choked up as she said this. "You said you would be devoted to me!"
"So you got together with him!" My heart bled.
"He slept with me a few more times!" my wife said miserably. "I didn't resist. He's very good in bed, and he even took
pictures of me, so we started an affair. Today he even brought another man along. You
didn't even dare to catch him in the act, did you? You didn't expect that your wife wasn't having an affair in the house, but was having a threesome with two men!" My wife
's words pierced my heart like sharp arrows.
"Enough!" I shouted.
That night, my wife, unusually, made love to me passionately.
I painfully accepted the fact that my wife and A-Jian were having an affair, maintaining a delicate relationship with my wife, until
one night A-Jian knocked on my door.
"I need to go out with A-Jian. I'm being 'trained' by him!" My wife's calm expression and the unintentional
eye contact between the two of them made me realize that this was probably something they had planned. A feeling of being deceived filled my
heart. It was as if a scene from a year ago was being replayed. Right before my eyes, Ah Jian stripped off my wife's clothes piece by piece, skillfully
binding her body. Her arms were crossed and firmly tied behind her back, the rough hemp rope crisscrossing
into alluring diamond shapes on her alluring body. After finishing, my wife obediently bent over, letting Ah Jian ejaculate from behind.
Thick semen shot deep into her womb, and a black collar was placed around her snow-white neck.
As Ah Jian led my wife, dressed in a black trench coat, out the door, a deep sense of powerlessness rose within me. In the empty,
deserted wilderness, he could strip my wife of her coat anywhere, humiliate her, rape her, or let some unrelated
man…
I had to accept the fact that my beautiful wife's alluring body had become a plaything for other men.
First Ah Jian, then what about later?
Although I tried to avoid discussing that night in front of my wife, afterwards, whenever she received a phone call and rushed out,
I couldn't help but have all sorts of inappropriate thoughts. Was it Ah Jian, or someone else? Or perhaps it was more than one man
. The thought of my wife with another man's penis inside her, her body being played with, even forced into various lewd
positions, yielding and pleasing those men, filled me with a suppressed excitement, beyond the pain in my heart.
The distance between my wife and me was growing ever wider. The pain and alienation beneath her feigned composure filled me with deep
fear, the fear that one day she would leave me.
My wife wasn't home, and Ah Jian, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, appeared before me.
"I know you hate me!" he said, pouring himself a glass of water without ceremony. "Back then, I did covet
your beauty and used some tricks, but I never expected her to be so fierce!"
"I don't want to hear that!" I stood up, ready to see him out.
"I've slept with her with more than one man!"
"Bastard!" I rushed over and grabbed his collar, but he still didn't stop. "You even let her
run around like a dog! On the street, your sister-in-law was naked, with the high heels you bought for her still stuck in her vagina. But,
hasn't your sister-in-law been getting colder to you lately?" Knowing my own situation, those words instantly struck a nerve.
I let go of him and slumped into a chair.
"Isn't it strange, Brother Nan? A few nude photos are enough to make someone like your wife lower herself and let us play with her!"
His words made me clench my fist again. "If she didn't want to, would that be possible? Speaking of which, your wife
's boldness really surprised me. The first time she went to play with other men, I was prepared to force myself on her
, but I didn't expect that not only would I open up her asshole, but I would also play double penetration. She hates me, she hates all
the men who play with her, but she can't leave us, and she has a lot of fun with us. She has feelings for you, but she keeps provoking you.
Don't you understand your wife's heart?"
"What are you trying to say?"
"Your wife feels sorry for you. I've played with her the most, and this feeling is the strongest. Sometimes, just
mentioning you slightly will cause her to react unusually strongly." A-Jian said meaningfully, "I have an idea, I don't know if
Brother Nan dares to do it!"
"What idea!" I knew he wouldn't come up with anything good, but I had no way out.
"Let's play with her together!" Ah Jian said. "Women's hearts are strange. This method might
not work for other women, but it's perfect for your sister-in-law right now. The better you treat her, the further she'll drift away."
"Is this your method!" I clenched my hands tightly to keep from exploding, but found it
impossible to refute him. "When?"
"Tonight. Be ruthless to her, don't be soft-hearted."
That evening, my wife returned home and saw Ah Jian and me in the living room, sensing something was wrong. "You two?" My wife
instinctively took a step back. Without answering her, Ah Jian hugged her from behind, and I pushed her skirt up...
He tore off her white lace panties from her waist, and entered her from the front, holding her two snow-white thighs.
The heavy impact brought out a muffled groan from my wife. She turned her head away, unwilling to look at me, but her plump, snow-white body
tensed with each thrust, and soon she climaxed completely.
We took my wife to the bed and stripped her naked. After Ah Jian loosened her anus, we sandwiched her
between us, one on top of the other. A year ago, Ah Jian and I often played with women like this together, our movements in and out quite coordinated. My wife
's plaintive moans, her resentful eyes, and her alluringly tense body constantly stimulated our nerves,
making us unable to stop.
I will never forget the look in her eyes that night—pain, shyness, and the desire hidden behind it.
Our lives seemed to be back on track. My wife had returned to her gentle and virtuous self. I learned to tear off her
clothes and take her anywhere I wanted. She became increasingly clingy in bed, and we
tried all sorts of things we never dared to do before. We tacitly avoided bringing up those embarrassing questions, except when A-Jian came over. Only then
would my wife become cold and distant towards me, even deliberately letting A-Jian have sex with her in front of me.
My wife began to have some secrets: unfamiliar phone calls, sometimes staying out all night, and even occasionally
unanswered calls when she was out on auditing assignments.
By chance, I found some photos on a pornographic website with a watermark from a dating organization.
The titles, "Cheating Wife," and the images of women's snow-white, voluptuous bodies caught my attention.
In one photo with legs spread, familiar black lace panties hung on the woman's ankles. The familiar vulva and the almost identical
figure to my wife's made me begin to suspect something.
The most exciting married woman I've ever slept with was a 28-year-old accountant at a large company. She was incredibly beautiful,
but unfortunately, I can't share her face with you all. The best part was that I didn't have to worry about her getting pregnant. Here are a few pictures of me ejaculating inside her for you to enjoy.
Her age, profession, and the poster's replies almost convinced me that the woman in the post was indeed my wife. The lewd
poses she struck, the penis inside her, and the semen gushing from her vagina all filled me with deep pain and
helplessness.
After some investigation, I learned that the dating group used married women as a base to organize casual sex, group sex, and even
large sex parties. Thinking back to those strange calls my wife received, her shyness when she got ready to go out,
and her exhaustion when she returned home a few hours later, it all seemed perfectly logical.
I guess many people would choose her. My beautiful, well-off wife, the enviable accountant, would stoop so low
as to be a prostitute who only needs money to get what she wants, and often she
doesn't even ask for money. Sometimes I can't help but imagine the amazement men felt when they saw her, and
the image of her lying on the bed like a prostitute, being manipulated by strange men.
To attract more members, they often blur out photos taken during events and post them on several mainstream pornographic
websites; the one I saw last time was one of them. I'm not sure if my wife participated in other events;
the familiar figure in several orgy posts makes me hesitant to have too many fantasies. In several party videos called "welfare
," the familiar clothes made me almost certain of my wife's existence. My wife, with "Wife No. 11" written on her stomach, was involved in group
sex; the scenes were appalling and shocking. My wife and more than a dozen women were being pleasured together, being ravaged by men.
My wife's voluptuous and alluring body rolled like a worm among a pile of white flesh, being arranged in various lewd positions, being penetrated by different penises again and again, her uterus, anus, and even mouth being 　　filled with
thick semen . 　　Hanging in mid-air, legs spread in a row, buttocks raised and prone on the ground with long mops inserted into their vaginas, 　　even piled up into spectacular mountains of flesh—after this orgy, the men did their utmost to play with these beautiful married women. 　　At the end of the feast, they were piled together, and the men formed a circle, pouring their pent-up urine onto their voluptuous 　　bodies. 　　What I find even more unsettling are those married women with black collars around their necks, trained to be "bitch dogs." Although 　　there's no direct proof, those photos of women with their upturned buttocks raised and prone on the ground, letting men play with them, still remind me 　　of my wife. Moreover, Ah Jian told me that my wife sometimes finds men she meets online to be her "master" for a day or two 　　. 　　Every time I browse those pictures, I feel a chill run down my spine. If the body type is similar, I wonder if it 　　could be my wife. This unspoken pain is exhausting, yet I can't help but look. 　　"Chenxi!" Don't do those things again. After a passionate encounter, I held my wife's delicate body. She 　　said nothing, her head buried deep in my chest, her uncontrollable sobs keeping me awake all night. 　　I didn't know if indulging her like this was right or wrong, or perhaps this was God's punishment for me. My wife's reserve, 　　shyness, and wantonness, her downfall and unbearable past, all caused me immense pain, but I never imagined it would ultimately lead to such a bitter end. 　　Chenxi's company invested in a large project in R country. As a renowned accountant, she was sent there for 　　a business trip of over a month. This was supposed to be a perk-filled government assignment, but a week later I received 　　a call from the R country police. 　　"Mr. Chen!" A handbag, a watch, my wife's cell phone, and a few familiar clothes were laid out before me. Facing 　　Officer Zhou's calm face, a bad premonition rose in my heart. 　　"These are my wife's things. What happened to her?" I stood up, my anxiety evident. 　　"We understand your feelings!" Officer Zhou seemed to have anticipated my reaction. "Yesterday morning we 　　received a report that a naked female corpse was found in a garbage dump in the East District. She looked very strange!" 　　A photo was pushed in front of me: a garbage dump filled with waste, a voluptuous and alluring body, a familiar face, 　　a completely naked body, and those shameful red words on her abdomen. I clenched my hands, unable to believe my eyes. 　　My wife was thrown into a pile of garbage like a piece of trash, her arms tied behind her back, her two snow-white 　　, plump legs spread wide in a lewd manner, her once captivating eyes now lifeless, her beautiful head tilted to one side, a glaring black 　　collar around her snow-white neck, two golden bells hanging from the pink nipples of her high breasts 　　, and the four bright red words "Slutty Bitch" written on her snow-white belly. What pained me even more was her full...

Her lower body was stuffed with a beverage bottle that she had found somewhere. The bottle stretched open her labia, and her dark
pubic hair and bright red flesh walls were clearly visible through the transparent plastic bottle.
"We searched the crime scene and found your wife's belongings in the garbage heap—
these are right here in front of you!" Officer Zhou paused here. "Excuse me for being blunt, but did your wife have any unusual hobbies
, like SM? The forensic doctor examined her body and found no signs of resistance."
"No, she wouldn't!" I murmured, but even I couldn't believe it at the end: "Chenxi, she... she did
receive some training!"
"Mr. Chen, as a man, I understand your pain." The officer opposite me sighed. "But we
must find out the truth so your wife can rest in peace. The forensic doctor dissected her body and confirmed that she died of mechanical asphyxiation
. The garbage heap where her body was found is not the crime scene. We suspect that someone invited
her under the guise of SM activities, gained her trust, had sex with her, and murdered her during the training. Of course, we cannot rule out
manslaughter!"
"You dissected Chenxi!" I stood up angrily. "You have no right to do this without the family's consent
!"
"Sir! Please calm down. In order to solve this case as soon as possible, the police reviewed recent surveillance footage.
In one video, your wife was seen being led around naked by several men wearing sunglasses on a suburban street.
In the hour-long video, she was dragged to the roadside grass at least twice to have sex with those men. There was no
sign of coercion in the video; your wife acted entirely of her own free will. In R country, public indecency is a very serious
crime. Although your wife is dead, she still needs to be severely punished. Her body has already been confiscated, so
we do not need your consent to dissect her!"
"What about those men?" I suppressed my anger.
"We couldn't make out their faces! But the police suspect they aren't the same group that killed your wife!"
Officer Zhou pushed some photos in front of me. "It's regrettable that we dissected your wife's body without your consent.
But have you considered that if we were doing this now, and you couldn't stop us, wouldn't it be even more
painful for you? These are some photos taken at the scene. As the victim's husband, you have the right to view
the video footage!"
My naked wife was posed in various ways for photographs as evidence. Her snow-white thighs were spread apart on the autopsy table. The forensic doctor took
out a plastic bottle inserted into her genitals and used cotton swabs to collect semen stains from her vagina. She lay naked on the autopsy
table, her slightly swollen belly cut open with a sharp scalpel. The forensic doctor separated the snow-white skin of her abdomen, revealing her
internal organs and bluish-white intestines. Her chest was opened, and her two proud breasts drooped like deflated balloons
on either side of her body. Her digestive tract, uterus, bladder, and other organs, encased in mucous membranes, were removed and placed
in glass dishes beside her for careful examination by the forensic doctors. Her vagina and rectum, as key evidence,
were removed separately for photographing, measurement, and even testing with various instruments.
"Based on the degree of dilation in the vagina and rectum, your wife likely had frequent sexual activity within 12 hours before her death.
The forensic doctors collected over ten different semen samples from her lower digestive tract and reproductive organs. Furthermore,
we found a considerable amount of pubic hair in your wife's vagina, uterus, and even rectum, indicating it was
cruelly plucked and inserted after her death. Whether plucking the victim's pubic hair and inserting it into her genitals or throwing the body into
a garbage dump, the police consider it an insult to the deceased's remains. We do not know
the motives "Why would you do this? But it's very likely part of an SM activity,"
Officer Zhou paused here. "We also found some
chat logs on your wife's phone." "
Slut Chenxi: 'I'm coming to your place tomorrow!'"
"Slut-Cure: 'You've come all the way from abroad, what do you think you're doing here!'" "
Slut Chenxi: 'I'm on a business trip in R country. You can do whatever you want with me this weekend, and afterwards we'll
be strangers!'"
"Slut-Cure: 'You slut!'"
There were many more explicit lines afterward, and the wife arranged a time and place with them.
"These records are from exactly three days ago. Based on the other party's registered account information and the findings from your wife's autopsy,
the police found the primary crime scene where they murdered your wife, and recovered a large number of sex toys and some encrypted videos
. The technical department is now working hard to decipher them!"
"Sir Zhou!" Just then, a policewoman walked in: "The videos obtained from the crime scene have been deciphered
. The Detective Department has just finished organizing them and would like to invite you over."
"Mr. Chen, you are a family member of the victim. Since you are at the police station, please come and observe the proceedings!" Led by the policewoman,
we walked through a corridor to a conference room. On a large screen on one side
, photos of the scene where my wife was found were being displayed in rotation. Several plainclothes officers had been waiting for some time.
"Sir Zhou, Mr. Chen, the videos left at the scene total 300 minutes!"
After pouring us coffee, the policewoman turned on the computer. A dozen or so videos were projected onto the screen and numbered. Could those videos show my wife
being trained by strangers? I dared not think further.
"These videos are all related to the victim, almost documenting her entire process from voluntarily accepting SM training to her accidental death
. Over two days, the victim endured endless humiliation while simultaneously having sex with over a dozen men. Some of
the scenes are utterly obscene." Her words pierced me like sharp blades, leaving me wounded, yet I had no choice but to believe them.
"From the victim's previous chat logs, we already knew that the victim and her abuser had reached some
kind of agreement. In this video, after the victim entered and confirmed the man's identity, she voluntarily began undressing.
Although her underwear was torn off, the fact that she didn't resist during the more than twenty minutes of intercourse makes it undeniable that
this was a consensual act. Afterwards, she voluntarily cleaned the man's genitals and
had sex with four or five more men before being fitted with a collar representing slavery."
Although the video was disjointed to speed things up, the scenes of my wife talking to the man, undressing, and
then writhing and submitting to the man's advances were still clearly visible, even enhanced by the disjointed nature of the footage.
The sight of her having sex with three or four men almost simultaneously left everyone present speechless.
"After that, the victim began to undergo so-called 'training.' Apart from sleeping, she became
the sex toy and object of venting for more than a dozen men. It's hard to believe how a woman could endure that. Perhaps this is what people call a
masochistic constitution!" The images flashing by filled me with deep shame. My wife was crawling on the ground like a bitch,
a vibrator inserted into her genitals, gushing out streams of vaginal fluid amidst the laughter of strange men. Shameful red characters were written on her abdomen, her voluptuous
body was tied into various positions for men to fuck, even being fucked from behind while eating
noodles that had fallen to the ground, her ass sticking out like a bitch.
Those disgusting scenes flashed by, and my wife's voluptuous, alluring yet lewd body made several young
male police officers in the conference room blush. Some even looked at me, the victim's family member, with strange eyes. "Chenxi, is this
your punishment for me?" I closed my eyes in anguish.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" The policewoman opened the last video: "This video contains evidence that the victim was killed accidentally,
not premeditatedly!"
The policewoman dragged the video to the first few minutes, where a naked wife was kneeling in front of a man, her delicate body
trembling involuntarily as the man grabbed the golden bell on her chest.
"Slut!" The man lifted his wife's delicate chin, her face flushed with embarrassment. "The two days are almost
over. Want to try the semi-suffocation game? We brothers know our limits, we won't kill you!"
In the scene, the wife nodded shyly, letting the man put a ribbon around her snow-white neck. She stuck out
her round, upturned buttocks, letting the man behind her choke her neck with the ribbon while thrusting wildly. Her messy
long hair flew in the air, her pair of full breasts trembled, and the bells on her nipples made a crisp sound
. One, two... The wife's fragrant tongue slurred slightly as she was strangled, and her lower body involuntarily clamped around the man's penis, bringing them
even more intense pleasure. The video, dragged rapidly by the policewoman, began with a man
straddling the wife, his monstrous penis thrusting in and out like a pile driver. The action was clearly anal penetration.
The man, like a knight, gripped the ribbon around the wife's neck, his enormous penis pounding in and out,
repeatedly drawing out the pink walls of her rectum.
The wife's sexy waist was bent almost to the ground, her breasts heaving weakly, her face flushed
crimson. She opened her mouth but couldn't breathe, only making gurgling sounds, and thick,
sticky love juice gushed uncontrollably from her open vulva.
"Third brother, take it easy, don't kill her!"
"This slut's gotta be ready!" The man riding on his wife suddenly tightened the ribbon around her neck, his dark
penis plunging deep into her rectum. His wife's snow-white body trembled without warning, her round, pert buttocks
arching wildly, and a stream of clear urine gushed from her lower body.
"Haha, she peed!" The man pulled his penis out of his wife's anus, and her sexy body trembled for a long time before finally
lying motionless on the ground.
"You didn't kill her, did you?" "
Slut, you're playing dead!" The man kicked her, and her snow-white body flipped over.
Between her trembling thighs, a trickle of vaginal fluid still flowed from her open vulva.
"You're playing dead!" The man even ripped off a handful of his wife's dark pubic hair and stuffed it into her open vagina.
"Third brother, this woman is probably really dead!" Someone checked his wife's breathing, listened to her heartbeat on the ground ,
and shook his head.
"What are you afraid of? We filmed it. She's the one who told us to do this! If she dies now, it's just manslaughter at most
! I heard this slut is a senior accountant at a multinational company. Tsk tsk, that figure and looks. We'll throw her
in the trash heap, hehe, what do you think the police's expressions will be when they see her..."
"Officer Zhou!" I stood up angrily. "Don't believe that guy's words. They must have done it on
purpose!"
"Mr. Chen, I understand your feelings!" Officer Zhou sighed. "But in the video, your wife
did die accidentally. Moreover, the punishment for female promiscuity in Japan is very severe, and your wife had already
violated Japanese law before this. Even the judge will be disgusted by your wife's behavior and biased towards those people!"
"I want to see her again!" I said dejectedly.
"Okay, but you should be prepared. Your wife's body, after plastination, will be used in
a legal exhibition a week later, and then displayed at the immigration checkpoint as a warning to tourists intending to commit lewd acts in R country!"
"How could you do this!"
"Don't forget, her body has already been confiscated!"
"Chenxi, is this your punishment for me?!" In the morgue, I stroked my wife's cold body.
Her skin, devoid of color, was even more translucent. Her snow-white abdomen had been specially treated by the R country police,
leaving no trace of being cut open. The shameful red characters, however, remained. In a daze, I
seemed to see her lowering her hips before me, her honeypot filled by A-Jian.
Zhao Chenxi, female, 29 years old, senior accountant of Tiandu Group, entered R country on **/**/**, violating R country
law by committing lewd acts in public. She later died unexpectedly during a lewd gathering, and her body was thrown into a garbage dump by the perpetrators. To
serve as a warning to future generations, her body is displayed here.
At the R country's immigration office, a woman's corpse impaled on a long pole has appeared, her sensual body and
alluring face once the talk of the town. Unbeknownst to many, videos
and photos of this woman's promiscuous activities in a secret dating organization, uncensored, have been circulated online…

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