Poisoned by rape

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"No, please, please don't!" she pleaded.
But Zang Manyi didn't stop. He timidly lifted Fang Hui's skirt to her waist, ripped open her shirt, revealing the breasts he had longed for, ripped off her bra, and sucked her tender nipples into his mouth like a hungry wolf.
Fang Hui had no strength to resist. She tried to twist her body, trying to stop it from happening, but the drug had almost completely robbed her of consciousness. Her breasts felt like they were being drawn by a giant magnet, burning, then throbbing unbearably. The tighter and stronger Zang Manyi sucked, the more comfortable her throbbing breasts felt, but this was not what she wanted.
It was already dark. The wind blew through the woods, rustling the leaves. The dark branches overhead, the sky with a hint of blue, and even Fang Hui herself seemed to be spinning... But her subconscious was warning her, reminding her: Please, don't.
"Please, let me go! Please..." Fang Hui cried. She tried to push away Zang Manyi, who was brazenly groping her chest, and tried to grab his face, but her hands felt like lead, and she had no strength to lift them. Zang Manyi, like a puppy, bit her breasts, his hands groping her thighs, getting closer and closer to her sensitive areas.
"We're classmates, we're still young, we still have to go to university... I beg you, don't ruin me..." Fang Hui was already crying.
Zang Manyi ignored her words. He stood up, panting heavily, and hurriedly took off his shirt, then his pants, and then his shorts. Fang Hui couldn't see Zang Manyi's face, but she could imagine that his smile must have been very smug and lewd.
Ignoring her pleas, he climbed on top of her, and she could feel his penis pressing against her genitals. Was it all over? Was everything over? This would shatter all her dreams.
"Lord! Bless me! My holy Lord!"
Zang Manyi spread her legs, preparing to penetrate her. Perhaps out of fear, he didn't do it smoothly. Just at this critical moment, Fang Hui let out her final moan.
He stopped, kneeling between her legs, staring blankly for a long time. She was shocked when he said, "You also believe in Jesus? You're a saint too?"
Fang Hui seemed to see a ray of light, a light like a guiding lamp in the darkness, giving her immense faith and strength.
"Yes, I'm a Christian too, Zang Manyi, please let me go! I can date you..."
"Haha, isn't that the same? I've wanted you for a long time. If we date, you'll let me have sex with you?" He was still somewhat unwilling.
"But not now, we're about to take the college entrance exam. Don't you want to go to college?"
"Haha, I want to go, but I can't pass. So I don't want you to go either!" He spread her legs wider and bent down to suck her breasts.
"A Christian shouldn't treat his fellow believers like this." A cold wind blew by, and her consciousness cleared a little.
He stopped, hesitating…
“Is your mother a believer too?” she asked
, her voice trembling with urgency. This question sent a sharp pain through Zang Manyi’s heart. He gritted his teeth, stood up from between her legs, naked, and walked to the side. He retrieved his clothes, but instead of putting them on, he used them as a cushion, sitting on them silently.
“God, hurry, hurry, let me regain my strength! Hurry! Hurry!” Fang Hui prayed silently.
Naked, Zang Manyi stared into the depths of the forest, lost in thought. From the ground, he could see vehicles coming and going on the road that cut through the forest.
This forest was near the sea; although it was hot during the day, the wind began to cool down after sunset, and the forest itself was chillingly cool. It was this coolness that made Fang Hui’s consciousness increasingly clear. She stared at Zang Manyi sitting not far away, like a lamb, a helpless lamb, constantly on guard against the beast beside her. Thankfully, the beast didn’t attack; he seemed to be held captive by the earth. Until she, with aching hands, pulled her shirt up, supporting herself against a large tree.
"Are you feeling better?" He stood up, naked, and walked to her side. She could vaguely see his crotch, much smaller than before.
She nodded fearfully, clutching her chest with both hands.
He knelt down beside her, and she was terrified. He kissed her face and whispered in her ear,
"You smell so good! So smooth!" As he spoke, he reached between her legs.
"No..." she cried out.
He didn't touch her body, but instead helped pull up her shorts. She quickly pulled the shorts up to her thighs, covering her private parts.
"Sigh." He sighed softly, saying, "To be honest, I've missed you for so long. You always appear in my dreams. I can't stand this torment. I'm going crazy. I already am!" He stood up and went to his clothes to start dressing.
"What did you give me to drink? My head hurts so much!"
"A sleeping potion!" he paused and said, then continued dressing.
“Don’t be afraid, it’ll be over soon. Will you really fall in love with me? I’ve written so many love letters, and you’ve rejected them all.”
“Yes.” She struggled to stand up, leaning against the tree behind her. The woods were completely silent, and she felt terrified.
He finished dressing, took a book from his bag, walked over to her, and handed it to her.
“This is the book you wanted. I’m sure I won’t get into university; I’m a bad kid! I have no use for this book, so you can have it.”
Fang Hui then remembered why she and Zang Manyi had come to the woods.
After school that afternoon, Zang Manyi found Fang Hui.
“Didn’t you want those comprehensive practice questions? Come with me to get them!” Zang Manyi said it was a very useful book; teachers often used it as the basis for exam questions. Fang Hui had also wanted to buy a copy, but the bookstore was sold out.
“Really? Thank you so much!” She was very grateful; she really wanted the book.
“You’re welcome. Come with me to get it.” Zang Manyi grinned maliciously.
"Where can I get it?"
"I hid it in the grove."
The grove wasn't far from the school; it was a place where students often played.
"But it's getting dark! I need to go home." Fang Hui glanced at the sky; it was getting late.
"It'll be quick. We'll push the bike to the edge of the grove."
They left the bike by the grove and went inside. Zang Manyi took two cans of Coca-Cola out of his bag, handing one to Fang Hui and opening one for himself. After drinking the beverage, Fang Hui felt dizzy.
Fang Hui took the book; she didn't dare refuse, afraid he would put it down again. She struggled to stand up, trying to walk, feeling dizzy and swaying. She reached her bag, trying to lift it, but it was difficult. Zang Manyi came over and helped her carry the bag, letting her support him as they walked towards the bike.
"No, I can't just let you go like this." He stopped, starting to regret his decision. Fang Hui's heart skipped a beat; she thought: Oh no!
"Why? We're classmates, I'll be good to you!"
"I don't believe you. What if you report me to the police after we leave this woods?" He turned to look at her.
“No, I mean what I say.”
He hesitated, lowered his head, thought for a moment, and then continued walking. Reaching the edge of the woods, she felt a little stronger, and with people coming and going on the road, she felt much safer.
She put her schoolbag in the front basket of her bicycle and started pushing it away. He didn't move, but sat beside the bicycle.
“You won't tell anyone, will you? You won't tell the teacher or your classmates, will you?” Now it was his turn to beg her.
She was about to run away when she heard a sob in his voice. She stopped and turned to look at him. He was holding his head in his hands, elbows on his thighs, sobbing like a schoolchild.
“I promise you, I won't tell anyone about anything that happened today. Don't worry!” Even Fang Hui herself wasn't sure if these words were truly sincere.
After saying them, she didn't look at him again, got on her bicycle, and rode away, wobbling precariously.
Fang Hui rode her bicycle erratically downstairs, not bothering to lock it properly, grabbed her schoolbag, and rushed into the house.
"Huihui, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red!" Her mother noticed her daughter's flustered state as soon as she entered the door.
"I...I, I have a...fever." When Fang Hui saw her mother, she wanted to throw herself into her arms and cry, but she didn't. She was rational and shrewd.
She went into her room, threw down her schoolbag, and collapsed onto the bed. Her head was still a little dizzy, her breasts, where Zang Manyi had sucked, were still a little sore, and the area between her thighs where he had touched felt itchy, as if insects were crawling on them. What happened today was disgusting! She never expected that Zang Manyi would scheme against her. She closed her eyes, took several deep breaths, and tried to control her frantic heart, but it seemed to have a mind of its own and kept pounding.
Her mother was worried and came to check on her several times, bringing food into her room.
"Mom, I'm fine, I'll be fine after a rest."
After some time, a loud knocking on the door startled Fang Hui awake, and she sat up abruptly.
"Huihui, how are you?" It was her father's voice. Her father always came home very late; he was a company leader and had many social engagements.
"Dad, I'm fine, I'm going to sleep. Don't worry!"
"Don't forget to turn off the light." "Dad instructed. Footsteps echoed outside the door as he left.
Fang Hui sat on the bed, touching her chest; her heart was still pounding. She glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already ten o'clock.
She'd been home for three or four hours, but everything in the grove seemed so vivid in her mind. She got out of bed, slid the door shut from the inside, and turned to get back in. She saw the dinner her mother had brought: a carton of milk, two eggs, a steamed bun, and some stir-fried vegetables. Fang Hui realized she hadn't eaten dinner, but had no appetite.
She sat on the bed, looked around to make sure no one else was in the room, the curtains were drawn, and the door was locked, before she began to undress.
Fang Hui was a very pretty girl, eighteen years old. She had fair skin, a well-proportioned figure, big eyes, a high nose, and a playful cherry-red mouth. When she smiled, two sweet dimples appeared on her lips. Her teeth were white and even. Her smile was captivating; many men who saw her, who witnessed her smile, would lose sleep, willingly melting their bodies and souls into her sweet embrace.
Fang Hui removed her bra, gently lifting her breasts with her hands. Where Zang Manyi had bitten and sucked, there were purplish-red bite marks, and she still felt a slight pain. Seeing her full breasts being ravaged like this, Fang Hui felt a pang of pain in her heart. She hadn't expected that it would be Zang Manyi who kissed her breasts, let alone that it would be under such circumstances. Both breasts had been bitten and gnawed by Zang Manyi, leaving purplish-red bite marks everywhere. The image of Zang Manyi biting and gnawing at her body kept flashing before her eyes. Thinking about it, her breasts swelled up on their own, and she felt a sensation below. She dared not think any further, quickly pulling the blanket over herself, taking off her underwear, cleaning the soiled area with a wet wipe, and throwing it in the trash can. She turned off the light and lay down.
"A woman should be strong. If she can't learn to be strong, her life will be very difficult. To be strong or to be difficult—this is the only choice a woman can make when she comes into this world." "Her mother, a teacher, often told Fang Hui to be strong. Fang Hui knew that men and women differed physically, but in their consciousness and thoughts, they should be the same.
Today, if she hadn't persevered, the most precious thing she possessed as a woman might have been taken away by Zang Manyi. Zang Manyi was like a wolf, his eyes wide, constantly watching her, this pure white lamb. He was so greedy, his saliva dripping from his mouth. White clouds
drifted across the blue sky, and amidst the boundless green grass, the white sheep resembled blooming white lotuses. The shepherdess Fang Hui gently cracked her whip, humming a beautiful melody..." The melody, breathing in the fresh air of the grassland, made her free spirit wander with the grazing sheep.
If the white sheep were blooming white lotuses, Fang Hui, dressed in a red jacket and white skirt, a beaded hat, and black boots, was like a lotus just emerging from the water. Her gentle singing and graceful figure were like a fairy descending to earth. Suddenly, with a commotion among the sheep, several fast horses galloped towards them. Fang Hui panicked, trying to protect her sheep.
The horses charged into the flock, not for the sheep, but straight for Fang Hui. Fang Hui couldn't dodge in time, and the leader grabbed her belt. He was so fierce that Fang Hui was like a flag fluttering gently in his hands.
"Let me go! Why are you arresting me? You're a bandit, a rogue, a hooligan!" Fang Hui struggled and shouted.
The man on horseback laughed loudly. He said, "Why are we arresting you?" "Haha, no reason needed, just because you're as beautiful as an angel, so lovely and endearing." He sniffed her, looking quite pleased. The other men on horseback joined in the laughter.
The sheep were gone, the blue sky was gone, and the grassland was gone. Fang Hui was led into a cave. The cave was dark, with several basins hanging from the ceiling, each burning with a bright red fire. In the center of the cave, a pile of firewood sat on the floor, the fire burning rapidly and occasionally making soft popping sounds. Opposite the firewood was a tall tiger-skin seat, upon which sat the man who had captured her. On small chairs on either side sat riders with ferocious faces. As
soon as Fang Hui entered the cave, the riders on either side stood up, clasped their hands in a fist salute, and shouted loudly, "Congratulations, Chief! Congratulations, Chief! The hunt is a success!"
The chieftain didn't speak, but stood up and burst into laughter. His laughter echoed through the cave, lingering for a long time, sending chills down Fang Hui's spine. "
Since ancient times, women have been playthings for men. Now, I am the richest man in the land, the most powerful in the world. I have the wealth, and I will enjoy all the beauties under my nose, hahaha. This most beautiful woman is truly extraordinary; she makes my heart ache! Hahaha." The chieftain laughed again, and the riders on either side joined in.
"Little lady, will you submit or not? If you submit, you will enjoy wealth and glory, and die a drunken death in a boudoir. If you don't submit, hahaha..." The chieftain grinned, revealing two long fangs.
"Bah, you're dreaming! I'd rather die than submit to you." Fang Hui's voice was so decisive; her words silenced the entire cave.
"Good, you have character, I like it. Hahaha. Men, take her to my house, strip her naked, and hang her upside down!"
Resistance was futile. In her struggle, Fang Hui stripped naked, head down, legs spread and tied, hanging in the air. Her hands were also spread and tied, her long hair almost touching the ground. Inside the chieftain's house, there was only a brazier, the light dim. Fang Hui opened her eyes to the flickering fire, so vibrant, as if cheering for its master's success, or perhaps mocking Fang Hui's weakness and ignorance. It leaped with such smugness, so arrogant. Fire was a symbol of beauty; when had it become like this? Fang Hui was puzzled. But the thought of herself, bound and hanging here like meat hanging under the eaves during the New Year in the countryside, to be eaten however they pleased, made her somewhat discouraged. Yet, her inner strength hadn't completely vanished.
"Ha ha..." The chieftain had returned. His laughter was truly terrifying. He probably laughed like this when he killed someone; he laughed like this when his mother died; he laughed like this when he was overjoyed. This loud laughter had become his only way of expressing his feelings.
"Wow, your skin is so white, your figure so beautiful. Hanging like this hurts my heart!" He circled her body, as if admiring her, or perhaps searching for something.
"I'll ask you one last time, will you submit or not? On one side is wealth and luxury, a life of pleasure; on the other is a mountain of knives, a boiling cauldron of oil, and hellish torture. You'd better think it through!"
"Pah! I'd rather die than submit!" Fang Hui spat on the chieftain's face.
"Haha..." Another burst of laughter. The chieftain quickly walked to his bedside, picked up a bag of milk, and tore a small hole in it. He walked to Fang Hui's side, squeezed the milk out of the bag, and sprinkled it between Fang Hui's legs.
"What are you doing? You scoundrel, you shameless rogue!"
"Haha... I'm telling you, I'm drinking milk! I want that milk to flow from your body into your breasts, and then I'll suck it from your breasts, little by little! Haha..."
Fang Hui panicked. She struggled desperately and screamed, but the milk still spilled in. It tickled, and the man, leering, stretched his mouth with long fangs towards her chest. Fang Hui suddenly exerted force, and the ropes binding her snapped. Fang Hui fell, but not to the ground; she fell off a cliff. The wind howled in her ears, the speed increasing, and she screamed hysterically... Fang Hui sat up abruptly, covered in cold sweat. It was just a dream. The light in her mother's bedroom came on first, and then she heard her mother ask, "Huihui, what's wrong? Why are you screaming?"
"Mom, I'm fine. I just had a nightmare."
"Oh. Go back to sleep. You have school tomorrow!" Then, the light in her mother's room went out.
Fang Hui sat on the bed, touched the sheets, and found them damp with sweat. This was the first time Fang Hui had ever had such a bizarre dream.
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