Funeral rape

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My father's funeral was held in the United States. They planned to arrange a burial plot there for his personal belongings, and then bring his ashes back to China for burial after my mother gave birth and recovered. My father's company arranged everything and brought my mother over. She flew to the United States during the last few days of her life when she was able to travel by plane.

Many people attended the funeral—colleagues, friends, and even business rivals—but there were no arguments, and the funeral proceeded smoothly.

Before my father passed away, the company's CEO came to comfort us, saying, "Mrs. Jiang, please accept my condolences. Mr. Jiang was the company's most outstanding talent and a good brother of mine for many years. His contributions to the company's development are indelible. You can live peacefully in the United States for the next few months. Your child will be born in the United States. Mr. Jiang's assistant, Secretary Wang, will take care of you and your son. If you need anything financially, just ask him." "Guodong left me a lot. It's enough for Jiang Jiang and me. I want to go and rest." "Xiao Wang, please take Mrs. Jiang home." "Okay, Mrs. Jiang, this way."

After Secretary Wang led my mother and me to my father's residence in the United States, my mother placed my father's portrait and ashes on a cabinet in the living room. My mother touched my father's portrait and stared blankly for a long time. However, the funeral in the morning had exhausted my mother. After all, she was seven months pregnant. After setting up my father's portrait, she planned to rest, but Secretary Wang did not leave. He hugged my mother from behind, and one of his hands reached into her clothes and rubbed my mother's breasts. After my mother broke free, she slapped Secretary Wang hard across the face.

"You scoundrel! Guodong was so good to you, we really misjudged you!" "Beautiful lady, but President Jiang is dead. Come with me, I'll protect you from now on." He said, reaching for my mother's breast again. I pushed him away and supported my mother, who was trembling with anger.

"Get out! Who needs your protection!"

"Do you really think death erases all hatred? Chinese companies are rooted in China. President Jiang is dead and won't do anything anymore. The attitude at the funeral today was indeed correct, but President Jiang blocked more than just the path to wealth for Chinese companies. Blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents!" "We still don't need you! We were truly blind!" "

Heh, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to drink the penalty cup! If you came with me, I was going to help you, but it seems I'll have to forget it. But it's okay, it's just a difference between sharing with others." He said, opening the door to the house. Several foreigners entered, some black and some white, but mostly black, more than a dozen, all over 1.9 meters tall, with arms thicker than my thighs.

"Who are they? What do you want?!"

"A few bosses from America and their bodyguards. They were really screwed over by your husband. As for what they want, it's you, of course!" Saying that, they came up to rip off my mother's clothes, and several black men followed.

"I'll fight you!"

Then one of the black men kicked me in the chest. I hit the wall and fell to the ground, unable to get up in pain. One of the black men took a rope and tried to tie me up. My mother tried to help me, but she was grabbed by several black men, pushed down onto the sofa, and stripped naked. A dozen large black hands roamed over my mother's fair body, especially her two full breasts, which were being vigorously rubbed, and even milk was squeezed out.

The sharp-eyed black man immediately pressed his lips against hers and began sucking hard. The mother struggled desperately but couldn't break free from the grip of several large hands. At this moment, the white men had already stripped naked, their large penises, each over 25 centimeters long, erect. One of the tattooed men, disregarding the mother's seven-month pregnancy, grabbed her thighs and brutally thrust his penis into her vagina, all the way in!

"No! It's too big! It hurts! Ahhh, it's hitting the baby! Ahhh, it hurts so much!" the mother screamed in agony, but the white man showed no mercy, relentlessly fucking her. Her pregnant belly began to deform, and each time his penis was withdrawn, blood flowed, before being thrust in again until he ejaculated!

The second white man, without waiting for the semen to flow out, immediately thrust his penis into the mother's vagina and continued to rape her, then the third, the fourth… They violated the mother in front of the father's portrait and ashes. The mother's screams grew increasingly hoarse.

After several white men ejaculated inside my mother, her body convulsed violently. Large amounts of semen mixed with blood gushed from her vagina. As if sensing something, she clutched her stomach and cried like a wounded mother animal, crying out, "My child, my child!" Then,

a terrible thing happened: a visibly formed fetus flowed out, enveloped in semen and blood. My mother cried, clutching the fetus, but the foreigners around her pointed and laughed. I tried desperately to stand up, but I couldn't move. I wanted to curse, but the tightness in my chest prevented me from making a sound. After the white

men had finished, the black men began to stir. They cleaned up the stillborn fetus, throwing it into the trash can amidst my mother's desperate cries. Then, a black man with a penis as thick as my forearm and 30 centimeters long, disregarding the pain in my mother's vagina and uterus, forcefully thrust his fist-sized glans into her vagina, all the way in!

Then he quickly pulled out and forcefully thrust it back in, the blood staining his penis red. The mother's belly rose and fell, looking like a fist punching outwards from inside her. The mother convulsed in pain, her screams becoming hoarse. Suddenly, the black man yelled, grabbed the mother's waist with both hands, and thrust his penis hard into her uterus. His large scrotum contracted forcefully, shooting a large amount of dirty semen into the mother's belly. When he pulled out, there was a "pop" sound as a lot of semen mixed with blood came out.

Then, another strong Black man took his place and began to violently rape my mother as well. He ejaculated shortly after. The Black men took turns raping my mother with their thick penises. My mother's fair body was tossed about like a small boat in a black storm. As soon as one Black man ejaculated after a vigorous fuck, another would immediately take his place. They didn't treat my mother as a human being, but as a semen toilet with full breasts, a tight vagina, and a soft uterus—a tool for their sexual gratification.

The inhuman gang rape caused my mother's belly to swell little by little from the semen, eventually becoming larger than when she was seven months pregnant. And I could only lie weakly on the ground, tears streaming down my face, watching my mother being gang-raped and ravaged, watching them ejaculate spurts of their filthy semen into her vagina and uterus, only to have it squeezed out by the next batch of semen, watching their semen frantically wash over her uterus, erasing the last traces my father had left on her body.

This group of black men gang-raped my mother all night. After she miscarried, they continued to violently rape her with their huge penises until she was unconscious. I begged them to let her go and to send someone to save her, but they were only concerned with raping her, using her irresistible body to satisfy their lust. Later, when they were raping her, it was like necrophilia. Only then did these beasts leave.

I was terrified to see my mother motionless. I crawled over and dialed the phone that had fallen to the ground to call an ambulance. When the hospital staff arrived, they were stunned. After untying me, they gave my mother some basic treatment and took her away for emergency treatment. My mother was in critical condition for eight hours before she was out of danger, but she remained unconscious. The old doctor who performed the surgery cursed it as an act of demonic behavior after the rescue and urged me to take them to court. But I knew that if my mother woke up, she would never want to set foot in this country that had brought her so much humiliation again.

My mother was in a very deep coma. The doctor said her will to live was very weak and she might never wake up. I was terrified. I stayed by her side day and night, holding her hand and talking to her. I didn't dare leave her side for a moment, didn't dare go to the bathroom, didn't dare eat, and wouldn't even drink water if it weren't for the need to survive. I hoped she would wake up, because she was all I had left.

Finally, she woke up. After a brief moment of disorientation, she looked at my disheveled appearance and tears streamed down her face. Looking into her clear, beautiful eyes, filled with love and vitality, I knew that what had kept her awake was me, her only son, her only pillar of support. I truly hope we can live happily ever after.

My mother and I returned to China and dropped the lawsuit. My mother didn't want to come to the United States again, didn't want to see those who had abused her, and didn't even want to hear anything about them, even if they had been punished.

We came to a new city where nobody knew us, and we didn't know anyone. We hoped to completely forget the past and start a new life.

[The End]

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