She becomes a slut after being raped.

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My name is Qin Ru. Qin means "worse than a beast," and Ru means "worse than a beast." This is the nickname I gave myself, but only I know it. Although I often secretly call this name in my heart, I never dare to say it aloud. My real name is Qin Ru. Although the name is relatively ordinary, it has a good meaning. Entering the gates of university, I actually like to penetrate women's "warehouses." Entering university, I didn't feel much better. It's just that university has become a "necessity." Actually, it's like eating. Others eat three meals a day, but you skip one meal as a way to lose weight.

Entering university, I can tolerate everything. I can tolerate the undercooked food in the cafeteria, I can tolerate the water bill for showers, but what I can't tolerate is the dormitory. At night, there's snoring, teeth grinding, sleepwalking, and sleep talking. It's truly "nightly revelry." Imagine you're sleeping soundly, and suddenly someone wakes you up and says with their eyes closed, "Can I borrow your phone to play with?" How would you feel? And then there are two gay friends who tell dirty jokes and sleep in the same bed.

A few nights later, I resolutely moved out of the school dormitory and rented a two-bedroom apartment near the school gate with someone else. Thus began my bittersweet university life. "

Hello, my name is Qin Ru, a freshman who just moved in." My roommate is a girl, also a freshman, but a year older than me, starting school a year later.

"Heh, hello, my name is Mo Ru, also a freshman, I just moved in two days after you, but I got the sunny room."

"Um, whatever, may I come in?" To be honest, I didn't have any feelings for this girl. Although she was pretty and had a cheerful personality, I didn't like her heavy makeup.

That's how we got to know each other. After seeing the landlord off, I started tidying up the apartment when I suddenly smelled a delicious aroma. My mouth watered, and I went out to look at the kitchen. There was a bowl of steaming noodles. Although I don't particularly like noodles, I hadn't had a proper meal at school for the past few days. Seeing Mo Ru still busy in the kitchen, I realized I had been a bit too sentimental. I continued tidying up the house. As someone with OCD, tidying up is exhausting. Even though there wasn't much stuff, it took me almost an hour, and I was drenched in sweat. I was about to grab some shower gel when Mo Ru called out to me from the kitchen. "

Come eat, I've been waiting for you," she said, kicking the chair opposite me under the table.

I awkwardly walked to the table. "You made this?" I didn't know what to say to a girl I'd just met; I'm not naturally good with words. "

Yeah, I made it. It's my first time. I'm always the helper at home. Tomato and egg noodles and fried eggs. I've been waiting for you for ages. I didn't expect you to be so slow tidying up; the noodles are all soggy." Mo Ru was clearly more outgoing than me. "

I'm so sorry, thank you for your help." I picked up my chopsticks and started eating; I was starving. "

Hehe, slow down. Looks like the school food isn't very good. There are eggs too." "Don't you know the school food is bad? And there's always a long queue, with several girls pushing forward; you can't get any."

"I don't know, I didn't go to military training, I took leave. You're not going to squeeze in too, are you?" Mo Ru smiled, revealing her little tiger teeth.

Since we were all girls, I felt a bit embarrassed and didn't say much during the meal. Mo Ru mostly answered my questions, and I was busy eating noodles. However, we finally decided that from now on, I would eat lunch at school every day, and Mo Ru would cook dinner at home, but I would help out. The dishes would be served in rotation.

After finishing the noodles, I wiped my mouth and went to take a shower. Only after I finished showering did I realize that I had already eaten for free today, so how could I ask her to wash the dishes? I hurried out and saw that the bowls on the table were all gone; Mo Ru was watching TV. I walked over and said, "Sorry, I forgot to wash the dishes." "

It's okay, I left them for you, they're soaking in the sink," Mo Ru said, her eyes still on the TV.

Uh, that sentence stunned me a bit. I admit I'm a little narcissistic, but I shouldn't be so familiar, like we've known each other for ages. I sighed and went to wash the dishes.

"Don't sigh like that. Didn't we agree that I'd cook and you'd help? Washing dishes is part of helping out. Have you ever seen a hotel chef wash the pots and pans after cooking?" Before Mo Ru could finish speaking, there was a loud bang, followed by Mo Ru's screams.

I turned around and saw Mo Ru lying on the floor. I quickly put down the bowl I was holding and ran over to help her to the sofa. Turning around and seeing the water on the floor, I realized I had dried myself off and gone to wash the dishes.

Looking at Mo Ru sitting on the sofa, tears welling in her eyes, her hand on her ankle, I felt a pang of pity. However, this feeling quickly vanished as I thought about the punishment I would face for my mistake. Because we were raised with traditional education, the first thing we thought of when we made a mistake was to call our parents and then be publicly humiliated by the teacher.

After cleaning the floor, I squatted down in front of Mo Ru, looking at her still tearful eyes. At that moment, I really wanted to wipe away her tears with my hands. "

Does it still hurt?" I asked stupidly. "It hurts, sob sob." This question and answer completely broke down Mo Ru's last line of defense. Sometimes, people are like that. After you've been in a fight, you absolutely can't let anyone talk to you or comfort you. As soon as someone talks to you, your defenses will crumble, and you might even burst into tears.

Looking at Mo Ru's swollen ankle, I said, "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital." I put on my coat, carried her on my back, and went downstairs. Luckily, it was late summer, just beginning autumn, and the night wasn't too cold. That's just how I am; if I make a mistake and don't help her, I feel guilty, so I have to get this over with.

I didn't say anything the whole way, but I felt something wet on my neck. I knew she was crying. Those tears slowly melted my heart, which had hardened because of a girlfriend who wasn't really my girlfriend. "Not my girlfriend's girlfriend" is because I've always considered this "not my girlfriend's girlfriend" as my girlfriend in my heart.

I went to the hospital to have my ankle checked. The doctor asked a few questions, gave me some medicine, and in the end, could only sigh, "Hospitals never lose money." Sitting on the recliner in the lobby, I felt a little more at ease. "Are you sleepy? I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to get injured on my first day here." "It's okay, but you still owe me something. The bathtub in the bathroom was just installed by the landlord yesterday, and you used it today. Does that count?" Mo Ru said expressionlessly. "But you brought me to the hospital and paid for my medicine, so I'll be magnanimous and forgive you." I smiled but didn't say much more. After resting for a while, I carried Mo Ru home.

Back home, I massaged Mo Ru's ankles as the doctor instructed. At first, I felt embarrassed, and Mo Ru wouldn't allow it either, since we'd only just met and we were a man and a woman. But the doctor had given the instructions, so I had no choice. I was a little nervous at first, but gradually relaxed. Mo Ru continued eating sunflower seeds and watching TV. I wasn't interested in Korean dramas, so I just focused on massaging her. Because Mo Ru was sitting or lying on the sofa, every time I looked down, I could see her private area under her robe. When I first inadvertently saw it, I quickly looked away, but slowly my head unconsciously lowered again, then looked away again, and then back again. Finally, I could see clearly. Mo Ru was wearing those lace-trimmed panties, like a little skirt, with a lace trim around the edge, and blue in the center. The blue and black combination gave her an elegant, innocent yet sexy look. At that moment, I was aroused. My massage turned into caressing, from her ankles to her calves and toes. My "little beast" was slowly growing, and waves of desire washed over me. Mo Ru seemed to sense the change and slowly turned her head away from the TV. I quickly crossed my legs to cover her. Her hand continued its caressing, but now with pressure. Mo Ru asked, "My ankle is swollen, not my calf or the top of my foot." "Swelling ankles need to be massaged to improve blood circulation, so you need to massage both the top and bottom to relax the muscles and improve blood flow. Do you understand? If you don't, just watch your Korean dramas," I said seriously, with a hint of anger. Actually, I was still somewhat angry, but the source was the "hunger" of my "little beast." Mo Ru turned her head, seemingly suspicious, and tugged at her robe, placing her hand on her "warehouse." How I wanted to get up, pull down my pants, put her feet on my shoulders, insert my "beast" into her "warehouse," and shoot my little beast into her "base."

And so, my anger slowly built up until one night, she came home late and immediately collapsed onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. I didn't say anything, just stood at the door watching. I had planned to wait until she was exhausted and finished crying before asking her what was wrong. But she cried for over an hour. I glanced at the food on the table, which was getting cold, and then at Mo Ru, still sobbing on the bed. I don't consider myself a man who knows how to comfort people. "Are you done crying? What's wrong? You can't tell me after dinner. Talk to me after you've finished, okay? Otherwise, you can cry all night and no one will care."

After I finished speaking, Mo Ru choked back a sob, stood up, and slapped me hard. I was stunned, and then Mo Ru pushed me out. After a while, Mo Ru came out and went to the bathroom. I could hear the running water; I knew she was taking a shower. I took a deep breath, holding back my anger. Being slapped for no reason, especially on the face, would make anyone angry. I sat down to eat, waiting for her to come out and get some answers. But she didn't come out, no matter how long I waited. Suddenly, I realized Mo Ru might have done something foolish. I put down my chopsticks and rushed into the bathroom. I saw Mo Ru lying in the bathtub behind the shower curtain. I pulled back the curtain, and a beautiful sight greeted me. The water in the aquarium overflowed Mo Ru's breasts, droplets scattered around her neck, and the steam made her face flushed. The water droplets in her hair added to her feminine beauty. "Mo Ru, Mo Ru!" I knelt down and shook her head. She groggily opened her eyes, let out a cry, and then slapped me again, one on each side. This time, I was furious. I yelled, "What are you doing?" Unexpectedly, Mo Ru's voice was even louder than mine. "What are you doing, you pervert!" she shouted, desperately trying to cover her sensitive areas with a towel. I thought you were having an accident and came to rescue you, and you hit me! You slapped me before, and now you hit me again. Aren't you going too far? What happened to you outside is none of my business. Why did you hit me? Qin Ru, you bastard! What business is it of yours if I'm sleeping? So what if I hit you before? Who told you to come up to me when I was angry and sad? I hit you, so what? What can you do about it?

Hearing this, I was filled with anger and lust. Even if I was wrong, my intentions were good. Since you say I can't do anything to you, then I'll show you today whether I can or can't. I've been holding back for so many days, I'll "release" my anger today.

Qin Ru, get out of here! Mo Ru continued to shout. I'll get out! Fine! I turned around, unbuckled my belt, and quickly pulled down my pants. Then I quickly stepped into the bathtub. The bathtub was quite large, so it wasn't too crowded for two people.

Ah, ah, ah, go ahead and scream! I've wanted to fuck you for a long time, but I haven't had the chance. Today I'll show you whether I can or can't.

Mo Ru struggled desperately to break free. Women are naturally not as strong as men, and now, in the water, and without food, she was no match for me. I drained the water and pinned Mo Ru's hands down with my legs, her legs beneath my buttocks. Although my little beast had been erect for a while, I wasn't in a hurry.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh," I deliberately panted, making sounds. I buried my face in her breasts, licking, biting, and rubbing them against her breasts. Mo Ru struggled and cried for help. At this point, I couldn't stop. Stopping might open up a whole new world, but stopping would mean facing an insurmountable wall. I licked her from her lower abdomen all the way to her face.

"Ah...no...huff...no, please...I'm sorry, no, you can't...please, Qin Ru, don't lick me anymore."

"Okay, I won't lick you anymore. Call me your good husband, and I won't lick you anymore." "Okay, okay, I'll call you, I'll call you...husband, I've already called you, please, don't lick me anymore." Mo Ru cried. "

You're crying, okay, then my good husband won't lick you anymore. I'm sorry, my good wife. I should fuck you now. You've already called me husband, so I should fulfill my husband's duties, fuck my wife, right, wife?"

I pulled Mo Ru up like a dead dog and kissed her directly. Her mouth was tightly shut, and my tongue couldn't get in. I used my hand to insert into her vagina. With a "Ah!", she opened her mouth. I kissed her passionately, ignoring her feelings. Uh… Ah~~~ Hmm~~ Hmm. Seeing her like this, the little beast couldn't hold back any longer. He put her on the ground and thrust inside. Mo Ru screamed. It turned out she was still a virgin; her vagina was very tight. The little beast struggled to move in and out. I kept smelling her neck and breathing into her ear. Slowly, slowly, it loosened up a little and became much wetter.

Hmm~~~ Hmm~~~ Hmm~~~ Hmm. After more than a hundred thrusts, Mo Ru went from a dead dog to a living dog, and then back to a dead dog. Feeling like I was about to ejaculate, I quickly started thrusting again. Hmm~~~ Hmm~~~ Hmm~~~ Hmm~~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~~ Hmm~~~ Hmm~~~ Ah~~~ Hmm~~~ Hmm~~~ Hmm~~~ The little beast shot his tiny, tiny beast inside Mo Ru's base. Looking at her lying on the ground, my heart ached. I stroked her face and combed her hair. She slowly opened her eyes, staring at me, tears streaming down her face. We looked at each other for a long time before I said, "I'll take good care of you." After saying that, I felt my little beast harden again and tried to penetrate her, but Mo Ru refused. I stared into her eyes and didn't try again. Seeing that I didn't react, Mo Ru unexpectedly said something that surprised me: "Put it in your mouth. I'm exhausted. You do it yourself. After you're done, help me take a bath." Then I went to bed and closed my eyes. This meant that Mo Ru had accepted me, but I couldn't be happy. Instead, I felt a pang of jealousy and felt sorry for her. I still helped her up and made her squat on the ground. I held her head down and stuffed my little beast into her mouth. I held her head down and kept moving it back and forth. Mo Ru's tongue also slid quietly. Mmm~~mmm~~mmm~~hum~~hum~~mmm, uh, I shouted and ejaculated into Mo Ru's mouth. Some of it even gushed out and ran into Mo Ru's nose and face.

Just as I was about to take out my penis, I saw Mo Ru open her eyes and glare at me. I had a bad feeling, but unexpectedly, Mo Ru bit my penis directly. It hurt a little, but not too much. I saw Mo Ru swallow the semen in her mouth, stand up, and glare at me, saying, "You beast, you've given me my first time, both top and bottom. If you dare to betray me like that other man, I'll bite your penis off and eat it right in front of you. Do you believe me?" I broke out in a cold sweat and quickly nodded, then whispered, "Is there a first time later? Or can I have it too?" Mo Ru raised her hand to hit me, but I grabbed her hand, pressed her against the wall, and kissed her forcefully. The fishy taste of my semen still lingered in my mouth, but this time Mo Ru's tongue actively met mine. After a chaotic kiss, Mo Ru hugged me and said, "I'll save the first time for later. I'll give it to you when you behave well. Promise me you'll be good to me, okay?"

I kissed her hair and whispered in her ear, "Wife, your husband will be good to you." But when you said "beast," were you referring to me or (the little beast hardened again). Ugh, both of them, the one below and the one above are beasts, he pouted.

[The End]

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