Rape of Black Widow

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"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, for time waits for no one." I woke up this morning and sat on my bed, lost in thought, almost sleepwalking. Having the same dream for three days in a row is indeed strange. As a college student, I understand this poem. In lewd terms, it means "If you have a pussy, you should fuck it; if you don't, you're wasting your time; if you can fuck and don't, you're a fool." But I can't figure it out. I haven't missed any opportunities, and I haven't missed any good opportunities. It's so strange, this damn dream. I rarely dream, and having the same dream for three days in a row is unprecedented in my 20-plus years, especially since it felt so real…

Amidst the vibrant red and purple of the Bauhinia flowers, bees and butterflies danced—a beautiful spring scene. Dressed like a scholar, I felt like I was on a spring outing, strolling among the flowers, casually picking my favorite branches. The feeling was simply: awesome! Just as I was about to let out a long howl, I noticed a young man in the distance, his hands caressing a cluster of budding Bauhinia flowers, looking rather displeased! I'm always kind-hearted and can't stand seeing others unhappy, so I stepped forward and bowed deeply.

"Brother, you seem to have something on your mind. If you wouldn't mind, please tell me the details, and I'll do my utmost to help." The young man turned to me, and I was immediately astonished. There was someone so similar to me, like a reflection in a mirror, almost like a twin brother. But when I looked closer, I noticed a difference. He had his brows furrowed, as if burdened with countless worries. I'd never seen such an expression before, which only fueled my curiosity, so I clasped my hands in a fist salute again.

"I am but a humble man, and I cannot bear to see injustice in the world. It is my destiny to meet you here, brother. There must be some karmic connection from our past lives. Please speak freely, brother. I am willing to risk my life for you." When the young man first saw me, he seemed quite surprised. He stood there for a long time, and after hearing my heartfelt words, he seemed to wake up from a dream. However, he seemed to have some reservations and was not comfortable speaking frankly. After considering it again and again, he bowed deeply to me.

"I have an unfinished business, a matter that pains me deeply. I wouldn't normally bother you now, but we are brothers by fate, like bees among thorns in a past life. To settle this matter, I can only trouble you, my worthy brother." "What is it? Please speak freely, brother." "I will explain it to you another day. Here is a poem; please remember it well, lest you follow in my footsteps." "Brother , please enlighten me." "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, lest you pluck bare branches."

"What does this mean?" " With my intelligence, I will understand. Farewell." When I looked up again, the young master had vanished from my sight like a thin mist! And I heard the reveille, a loud and rousing sound. Because of a long sleep, I woke up feeling listless and unmotivated. My junior sister tiptoed in, and I didn't even notice, which startled me. She seemed quite happy; after closing the door, she rushed over and kissed me several times. "What's wrong? Missing me?" "Yes. I want to tie you up." "Ugh, I'm going to Qingdao, and you don't care at all." "What are you going to Qingdao for?" "Qingdao has set up a women's mounted police team, and they want us to go help with the preparations and train the personnel." "With your skills, you want to be an instructor?" "I've never been to Qingdao before! Do you want to go?" "If I want to go, can you take me?" "Dream on. Only three people are going, besides the boss, it's me. It'll be over twenty days. Do you miss me?" "What do you think?" Before the words were even finished, I had already grabbed the policewoman's head, pushed her down onto the bed, and casually pulled out the rope from under the pillow, tying the policewoman between my legs up tightly... To be honest, I was a little absent-minded because the dreams I'd had these past few days had given me a feeling of being possessed by a ghost. I tied her up haphazardly, and the sex wasn't very passionate. My junior sister, on the other hand, was very into it, having orgasmed three or four times. By the time I pulled my penis out, my sheets were already soaked. My junior colleague is so kind. She was worried I'd be lonely for the past twenty-odd days, so when she came to say goodbye, she even made me do bondage sex. It was so rare; I was even a little touched. So, I sincerely embraced the policewoman, her hands bound behind her back, her face flushed, her long eyelashes fluttering, enjoying the afterglow of her climax, and said, "Have a safe trip, come back soon, I'll be waiting for you." After seeing her off, I returned feeling utterly lost. I couldn't be idle; being idle would only make me feel worse. But there really wasn't much for me in the mounted police unit. The only thing I could do was help Xiao Tianjin cook. Xiao Tianjin was the cook in the mounted police unit's canteen, and he got in through connections. His cooking was absolutely terrible; he could make shredded pork with garlic sauce taste like Goubuli steamed buns, and steamed buns the color of millet rice. So, the unit basically didn't let him cook, only giving him odd jobs like buying groceries and filling gas cylinders. When I got back to the dorm, I ran into Xiao Tianjin driving his beat-up Jiangling pickup truck. I stopped him and asked, "Where are you going?" "What can I do? Buy some groceries. What do you need?" "I'll help you carry the groceries." "Okay, get in." In the car, Xiao Tianjin and I chatted idly. There are two roads to the market, and the one I usually take seems to be blocked by traffic. Xiao Tianjin waited for ages, but the cars didn't move. Seeing that things were going to get worse, he suddenly turned the steering wheel and drove against traffic onto Minsheng Street. "I really didn't want to take this road, Black Widow is too dangerous!" "Who's Black Widow!" Xiao Tianjin turned and looked at me as if I wasn't from Earth. In that instant of turning around, the pickup truck almost drove onto the sidewalk. This guy got his license before he even started driving; the numerous scratches on the pickup truck and the 9,000 yuan repair bill paid by the motorcycle police for this beat-up vehicle are a true reflection of Xiao Tianjin's driving skills. "Be careful." "You don't even know Black Widow?!" "Stop beating around the bush, just tell me." "Black Widow's name is Liu Jingwei, she's a policewoman in the traffic police team. Around this time last year, the day before her wedding, her fiancé was hit and killed by a Mercedes with a Beijing license plate near her post. Black Widow almost went insane then, probably before they even slept together. She was sick for more than three months. After returning to work, she was always ruthless, always with a dark face. If you offend her, nothing will turn into something serious, a minor matter will become a major one. At best, you'll get a scratch, at worst, you'll break a tendon. I've been caught by her before, and no matter what I said, I still got fined twenty yuan. There's a kind of female spider that eats male spiders called Black Widow, I think, and I heard it's poisonous, right? Oops, red light, grandma!" Screech—screech—the ear-piercing sound of brakes. Little Tianjin has no memory, he was so busy talking that he didn't see the red light ahead, and braked too late, half of his front wheel was already across the line! I looked up and saw a female traffic police officer on duty! The policewoman gestured for us to pull over and walked towards us. Little Tianjin's face turned as white as a genuine Goubuli steamed bun… The policewoman was already standing outside the car door, banging on the window. Little Tianjin jumped out of the car as if in a daze. "Please show your driver's license." "Sister, sister, I really didn't see it, please forgive me, please forgive me, I'm from the motorcycle police team. Hey, sister." "Driver's license temporarily suspended, fine xxx yuan." "Sister…" Little Tianjin was still making futile efforts.

Damn it, even mentioning the mounted police unit's name didn't help, what's the point of begging? I should hurry back and call for reinforcements. Thinking this, I abruptly pushed open the car door, which was covered in tinted film, and climbed out. My eyes met those of the policewoman; she had a pretty but tired face. But the moment our eyes met, the weariness vanished, replaced by a gleam of surprise in her almond-shaped eyes. A blush crept onto her fair face with excitement—the most enviable quality a woman can have. Give her a little sunshine and she'll radiate joy. Just a moment ago she had that Black Widow look, practically wanting to devour Little Tianjin, but now she was a shy, demure young woman. Most surprisingly, she actually shoved her driver's license into Little Tianjin's hand and walked straight towards me, eyes fixed on me, arms outstretched as if to embrace me. And her eyes were already red. She kept calling out, "Zihao, Zihao!" Oh no, this policewoman is about to have a meltdown. As someone who's been around the block, keeping a clear head is crucial. Hugging a policewoman is fine, but not at a crossroads, not in broad daylight, especially since she's mistaken me for someone else. If she wakes up from her reverie and yells "Indecent assault!", I'll have a lifetime to explain myself. Therefore, the most rational, feasible, and easy-to-implement method is—run!

I scrambled back into the car as fast as I could, simultaneously howling to Xiao Tianjin, "You idiot, run!" This time, Xiao Tianjin's response was satisfactory. He got back into the car almost at the same time as me and started moving in third gear. The beat-up car roared forward, drowning out the policewoman's tearful cries of "Zihao, Zihao!"

On the detour back to the station, Little Tianjin regained his manly spirit, yelling wildly, "That Black Widow, just wait till I find a chance to rape her, then let's see if she's still so arrogant!" I remained silent the whole way, because I knew that the young master who had entered my dreams was truly a ghost, and his name was—Zihao.

Back at the mounted police station, I looked up the "Black Widow's" file online: Liu Jingwei, 22 years old, started working at 19, graduated from the Liaoning Provincial Police Academy. Her deceased boyfriend, Fang Zihao, graduated from university, studied photography in Japan, and ran the Bauhinia Wedding Photography Company in Dalian after graduation. He died in a car accident on August 17th last year. It was found that the perpetrator was actually a son of a high-ranking official in Beijing, but the driver took the blame, paid 500,000 yuan in compensation, and the matter was dropped. Liu Jingwei and Fang Zihao's wedding was originally scheduled for May 18th. The cause of the accident was that Fang Zihao wanted to take a photo of Liu Jingwei in a wedding dress standing on the command platform, but the son, who had drunk eight ounces of liquor, insisted on driving.

I was speechless; for the first time, I felt a sense of responsibility. I knew I would dream about someone tonight, but I had already promised him, so I had to meet him.

We met, in my dream, and also in Zihao's dream.

"I know you're smart, you must understand everything, and I don't want to hide anything. I really like SM, Jingwei loves me, but she doesn't agree to let me tie her up, and I love her too, but I don't force her to tie me up. Actually, I studied SM photography in Japan, I'm very professional. There are many SM models in Japan, but because I hate Japanese people, I tie them up, beat them, and train them, making them lick my toes like bitches. I think Japanese women are cheap, I'm too lazy to touch them, and I've never slept with a Japanese woman. But to be honest, Japanese women are very dedicated, no matter how you tie them up or torture them, they can endure it, which is something we Chinese girls can't do. I took a lot of SM photo albums in Japan, they're very beautiful, and when I showed them to Jingwei, she laughed at me for being a pervert. My little policewoman is too deeply influenced by traditional education, she insists on saving her virginity for her first time, I..." I didn't want to force her. I love her, so I always obeyed her. But I didn't expect my time was running out. That rich kid in Beijing is a reincarnation of a bumblebee, destined to be my nemesis. That's fate, and there's nothing I can do about it. But because I didn't collect any nectar, I can't return to the Bauhinia Garden to become a bee collecting nectar and waiting for reincarnation. I can only wander around. Luckily, you came to Dalian. Back in the Bauhinia Garden, you were the most diligent and also the most shameless bee, always crossing boundaries to collect nectar. It seems I'll have to trouble you this time. If I possess you and collect nectar from Jingwei, I can return to the Bauhinia Garden to report back.

Since I left her, Jingwei has been heartbroken and has almost committed suicide several times. She deeply regrets not letting me tie her up once, not deflowering her. Now, she ties herself up every day, beats herself desperately, and self-harms. This is something I don't want to see. Tomorrow is the 8th. It's the 18th of the month, the one-year anniversary of my wandering. If I can't have sex with Jingwei by midnight, I'll never be able to reincarnate. That means I can neither become a bee nor a human. Please remember, no matter what, have sex with her before midnight!!!

I didn't speak; I had nothing to say. This is a man's agreement. To stand by and watch someone die is unworthy of being human! Besides, if I don't have sex with the policewoman, given her mental state, she might really become a flower in the thorn garden in the near future. To save her, I have no choice but to rape her. My mission is to overcome all difficulties and achieve victory!

May Buddha have mercy and save the policewoman.

On August 18th, at 7:00 AM, I arrived at Jingwei's house according to the address provided by Zihao. Jingwei lives alone in the seaside apartment where she should become a bride. This is one of the most tasteful communities in Dalian. The apartment is a duplex design with 160 units. The apartment, a small square meter property worth over 800,000 yuan, was something Zihao had worked hard to acquire. The front balcony offered a view of the sea and was very quiet, but for Jingwei, it was a deathly silence. My arrival was meant to break this silence, to pull her back into life, not with my hands, but with my "gun."

Jingwei had left for work early, her face still bearing that aloof expression from yesterday. I really wanted to drag her home and rape her, but I couldn't. Such a rash act would not only fail to rape her, but might also "cut" me.

Without much effort, I entered Jingwei's seemingly impenetrable bedroom. The room smelled fresh, the unique scent of a virgin, untouched by a man. I liked it. The living room was large, the floor a light yellow, very elegant, the walls painted white, also very elegant. Beside the TV wall stood a bauhinia bud, adding a touch of life to the room. I went upstairs and saw that the layout was similar to the first floor, except for a large bathroom with a huge whirlpool tub. I hadn't showered in days, so I decided to enjoy myself. After a nice bath, I went back downstairs and threw my clothes and shoes behind the curtains in Jingwei's bedroom. Then I lay naked on her bed. There was a yellow hemp rope under her pillow, probably for self-bondage. But I didn't care; I just wanted to rest. Since the policewoman wasn't home for lunch, I didn't have to worry about being disturbed. I slept soundly, and Zihao didn't enter my dreams either; he was probably resting during the day. I didn't fully wake up until 4 pm. It felt so good. I got up, initially thinking of getting dressed, but then I thought it would be a hassle anyway, so I decided to skip it and went barefoot to the study. I closed the door, found the white hemp rope Zihao had prepared for Jingwei but hadn't had time to use, and waited quietly. I waited foolishly, time seemed to crawl by. Taking this opportunity, I even studied Hao's bondage photography. Wow, he's a true SM master! He has 16 photo albums alone—a prolific artist indeed. Honestly, putting aside any ethnic animosity, Japanese bondage is aesthetically pleasing. Japanese women can express that softness and resilience of women, more beautiful than European or American styles, and more gentle than Chinese styles.

I waited anxiously until 8 o'clock, but still no sound from outside. My stomach was rumbling; my old intestines were constantly making a fuss. Out of desperation, I went to the dining room naked, not daring to turn on the lights, and fumbled for some bread and ham from the refrigerator. I waited some more!

At 10:30, there was a knock at the door. My nerves tensed instantly, because judging from the voice, it wasn't just one person returning!

"Jingwei, try to think positively. The dead can't be brought back to life. If he were alive, he wouldn't want you to be this unhappy!" "Ziyi, don't worry, I'm fine. It's so late, you should go home so your family won't worry." "I'll keep you company here. I've already called home. Go take a shower first, it'll help you relax." "Okay, you can watch some TV first."

The sound of the TV turning on.

The sound of someone going upstairs.

My sigh, from deep within.

Where did this purple-clad woman come from? Dealing with Jingwei alone, I have a 94% chance of winning. Dealing with both Jingwei and purple-clad women, my chances drop to only 49%. Fortunately, there are a few things I can use.

First, Jingwei went upstairs to shower.

Second, the TV is on outside.

Third, I'm in the shadows, they're in the open; they don't know I'm there, let alone how many.

Unfortunately, I don't have much time.

Luckily, I have the calmness and speed of a wolf.

It seems I can only use this white rope to tie purple-clad women up. My goal isn't which rope to use to tie Jingwei, but to have sex with her before midnight!

Attack! First target: purple-clad women. Purple-clad women are probably still thinking about how to persuade Jingwei, staring blankly at Li Yong's shouts on TV, completely unaware of my presence!

The woman in purple was fully armed, wearing a white soft-brimmed police cap, a white uniform, and a white police skirt. She hadn't even changed out of her slippers and was still wearing high-top police boots. To be honest, I could barely tell if she was fair-skinned or dark-skinned, fat or thin. I only had one thought: I absolutely couldn't let her scream. I forcefully pressed the policewoman's head against the sofa, then pressed my entire body against her without any hesitation, using my head to firmly hold her pink neck, burying her face in the fabric sofa. The policewoman definitely screamed, but only whimpering sounds came out. Her legs definitely kicked, but they couldn't exert any force. The coffee table in front of the sofa only moved slightly, which was negligible because everyone on TV was clapping enthusiastically. I had the upper hand! My right hand easily reached for her underwear under her skirt. Since there was no time to take it off, I ripped it off with a forceful tug. It was pink and very pretty. I quickly stuffed her small mouth full. I had the absolute advantage! As she struggled, the policewoman's long, slender legs and smooth buttocks were fully exposed from beneath her lifted police skirt. I firmly grasped her hands and easily bound her wrists behind her back. Then, calmly, I draped the remaining white hemp rope over her shoulders, gathered her arms, wrapped it around her neck, passed it through her chest, bound her slender waist, tied her legs, and tightly bound her feet. After wrapping it around her ankles several times, I lifted it up and passed it through the knots binding her hands. The policewoman in purple was now bound upside down! The beautiful policewoman, her white buttocks sticking out, her mouth stuffed with pink panties, whimpered and sobbed. Her hands and legs, bound behind her back, struggled to break free, but because her police uniform had been rolled up, her black bra had shifted due to the struggle, and one of her exposed breasts bounced rhythmically like a rabbit with each struggle. I am a man of principle. I am not here to seduce her; I am here to save her. So even if the woman in purple were ten times more sexy, I would not have sex with her. However, our Party, our army, and the people of all ethnic groups in our country have always attached great importance to ideological work. In order to prevent the young policewoman from being so frightened that she lost control of her bladder, it was better to say a few words to comfort her. So I turned the policewoman, who was tied up like a horse with its hooves tucked behind her back, onto her side and whispered, "Ziyi, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I..." I didn't finish my sentence because Ziyi stared wide-eyed as if she had seen a ghost, struggled fiercely for a couple of moments, whimpered twice, and before she could break free of the ropes, her eyes rolled back, she foamed

at the mouth, and fainted! Of course, this was my fault, because at such a time and place, a naked "Fang Zihao" was standing in front of a 20-year-old policewoman and talking to her. It would be strange if she didn't faint from fright. Encountering a ghost on the night of the return of the spirit is not unexpected.

Anyway, it's better that she fainted, saving me a lot of trouble. I went to Jingwei's bedroom to get her yellow hemp rope, replaced the rope binding Ziyi, tied Ziyi up tightly, and tied the end of the rope to the corner of the sofa. Everything was ready. It was 11:20, and Jingwei should be coming down soon. I held the rope and waited for her!

The sound of footsteps echoed on the stairs; Jingwei had arrived. Our eyes met. She froze, and I froze.

Her attire was almost identical to Ziyi's, fully armed as well. The only difference was that Jingwei was wearing high-top, high-heeled white boots, and even her stockings were pure white—the kind worn by actresses in Japanese adult films. Combined with her white uniform, white police skirt, and white soft-brimmed police cap, she seemed to radiate a soft glow. Her face, flushed from bathing, appeared even more radiant and delicate, making her look like a dazzling angel.

What stunned me even more was that upon seeing me, she only paused for a moment before opening her arms and rushing to hug me!

"Zihao, you're finally back. I've finally waited for you. You can never leave me again!" Her voice was like a pear blossom in spring rain.

"I'm not Zihao. He sent me back to see you, to see if you can fulfill his wish!" "I'll do anything as long as you don't leave me." "If I can't become one with you before midnight, Zihao can't be reincarnated. We need to hurry." This is the most sacred bondage I've ever experienced; this will be the most sacred lovemaking outside the physical body!

I made Jingwei turn her back, then draped the white hemp rope Zihao had prepared for her over her shoulders from behind her neck, crossed it in front of her chest, passed it under her armpits, wrapped it tightly around her arms, and tied it at the back, forcing the policewoman's arms close to her back, unable to move. Then I crossed her forearms horizontally behind her back, used two strands of rope to loop around her sides from below, crossed them in front, then brought them back to her back, crossed them again, looped them around her waist, and returned them to her back in the opposite direction, hooking them around her neck. At the knot at the back, I gathered all the rope together and tied it securely, completely fixing the policewoman's upper body.

I tied her up very tightly; I think Zihao must have wanted to tie her up like this too.

I don't know how I left; it wasn't exactly an escape. I used my body to put an end to a relationship, though it wasn't a perfect ending, but I did my best. Poor Ziyi, she only woke up when I left, and kept saying, "There's a ghost!" Looks like playing tricks on a policewoman might be a good way to seduce her in the future. That night, Zihao appeared in my dream again, expressing his gratitude and advising me and my fellow wolves, "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, lest you pluck bare branches." To show I was learned, I gave him the "Song of Everlasting Regret": "On the seventh day of the seventh month, in the Hall of Eternal Life, at midnight when no one was around, they whispered their vows. 'In heaven, we wish to be birds flying wing to wing; on earth, we wish to be trees with intertwined branches.' 'Heaven and earth may end, but this regret will last forever.' If you don't pluck the flower you can, the wolf king will have to make your wedding dress!"

If you love a woman, then sleep with her, because it will send her to heaven; if you hate a woman, then sleep with her, because it will send her to hell! A week later, I met Liu Jingwei again, dealing with a driver who had committed a serious traffic violation. After issuing the fine, the policewoman saluted, "For your family, for other people's families, please obey traffic rules!" Then a woman offered a smile, which flattered the driver, who quickly returned the smile. I saw a perfectly normal woman. I raped her, I saved her!

[The End]

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