Revenge on sluts before committing suicide

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It's already 11 PM. I'm walking along Zhongxiao Road, thinking about why I'm so unlucky. First, I lost my job last month. Then, after two years of marriage, my virtuous wife took all our money and ran off with someone else. Because my wife and I were both white-collar workers, we couldn't afford the installment payments on our luxury house anymore, and it was foreclosed. Now I have no wife, no house, no money—nothing.

I picked up the bottle and took two more gulps. The more I thought about it, the more I felt like I had no will to live. But dying like this, I just couldn't accept it!

Suddenly, I heard a clear female voice ahead: "Texi."

I looked up and froze. She must have just finished working overtime. Judging from her clothes, she was a white-collar worker. She was at least 1.65 meters tall, with long, full legs encased in stockings, and her breasts were probably a D-cup.

Because she was carrying a heavy-looking bag and walking slowly, I gradually approached her. I saw her face more clearly, and it ignited a fire of rage within me. She looked about 70% like my wife, with whom I had once sworn eternal love. Suddenly, I realized what I should do before I died: I wanted revenge, revenge on these heartless white-collar women. Yes, I wanted to rape her and then brutally torture her.

I hailed a taxi and followed her. About ten minutes later, she arrived at her destination, a high-end apartment building. I followed her into the elevator, saw she press number six, and struck up a conversation: "Miss, you live on the top floor too? I've never seen you before." She assumed I was her neighbor and answered without any suspicion: "Yes, I just moved in a few days ago." Great, she just moved in so she wouldn't be found out.

"You're getting off work so late?"

"The company got a big order today, and these documents are needed early the day after tomorrow. I have to work on them all day tomorrow." She waved the large bag in her hand.

I seized the opportunity: "It looks heavy. Let me help you carry it." I took the bag.

She said: "I can't accept this!"

"We're neighbors, it's nothing." "By the way, why didn't your boyfriend pick you up from work?" "He's abroad on business and won't be back until next week." "

Haha, this silly girl, looks like she lives alone, how lucky.

" Just then, the elevator dinged, and I followed her to the door. She took out her keys, opened the door, and said to me, "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome, here, let me help you take it in!"

She hesitated for a moment, probably thinking I didn't look like a bad guy, but still stepped aside to let me in.

I suppressed my excitement, put the bag on the table, picked up a fruit knife from the fruit plate next to me, turned around, held the knife to her neck, and pressed her against the wall.

She only then reacted, stammering, "You... what are you going to do?" "What am I going to do, of course, to you."

"No... I... I'll give you all the money, please let me go." "I'm going to die, what do I need money for?" Saying this, with one hand holding the knife, she tore open her outer clothes with the other, revealing a purple lace bra underneath.

She struggled: "Ah...let me go..."

I pushed up her bra, kneading her breasts, and threatened: "Move again, and I'll stab you!"

She was too scared to utter a sound, letting me play with her breasts. Gradually, I noticed that her nipples were hard:

"What a slut, you get aroused with just a touch, and you took off your skirt yourself." "No, no..."

I lightly made a red mark on her neck with the knife, saying: "Take it off now! Otherwise, it won't just be a light scratch."

She trembled as she unbuttoned her skirt, letting it fall down. I tore open her pantyhose from her crotch, making her take off her underwear. I rubbed her buttocks a few times with my middle finger, feeling that it was a little wet.

I inserted my middle finger into her vagina and found that it was already very wet. I thrust in and out with my middle finger while rubbing her clitoris with my thumb, and she began to wriggle her buttocks restlessly.

"You seemingly innocent white-collar ladies are really shameless, getting so wet before we even start." She blushed and remained silent. I pinched her clitoris hard: "Tell me, are you shameless?" She shook her head: "No, no..."

"No, humph—" I inserted my index finger into her vagina as well, thrusting forcefully while pressing her clitoris hard with my thumb.

I vaguely heard her suppressed moans. I thrust harder for a while, and her juices flowed more and more, her legs involuntarily spreading wider.

I switched the knife to my left hand and used my right hand to thrust into her, while lowering my head to suck on her red nipple. She couldn't help but moan, and a lot of her juices were dripping onto the ground. Gradually, her body began to tense up, and with a "Oh," she actually orgasmed.

After her orgasm, her body went limp. I wasn't worried about her running away, so I put away the knife, dragged her into the room, removed all her clothes, and then stripped myself naked. I put a belt around her neck, and while touching her, I cursed, "You slut, you bitch, you can even orgasm from being forced to be touched." She blushed and denied it: "No, I didn't..."

"You bitch, you just had an orgasm, that's for sure, don't pretend." I inserted my penis into her pink vagina and gently thrust in and out, saying, "Now I'm going to ask you a few questions, and if you don't answer honestly, I'll punish you."

"What's your name?"

"Liu Qing."

"How old are you?" "

27."

"What do you do?"

"Business manager at XX company."

"When did you lose your virginity?"

She wouldn't answer, so I slapped her on the buttocks. She shuddered and said, "Don't hit me... I'll tell you... last year..."

"With whom?" "

My boyfriend." "

How many men have you slept with?"

After another slap, she finally said, "Only with my boyfriend." "Nonsense! You slutty bitch, you've only slept with your boyfriend?" I thrust into her forcefully, slapping her buttocks several more times until they were bright red.

"Stop hitting me, I really only slept with my boyfriend."

"I'll believe you for now. How many times a week do you two do it?"

After two more slaps to her buttocks, she finally spoke: "Ah...ah...don't hit me...I'll answer whatever you ask...don't hit me...three or four times a week."

"Three or four times a week what?"

"Making...making love..."

"What am I doing now?"

"I'm...raping me..."

"Raping you is clearly your doing, you bitch, seducing me to fuck you. Tell me again what I'm doing," I said, thrusting into her forcefully.

"Ah,ah...making love with me..."

"You bitch, who's making love with you! I'm fucking you, you slutty bitch." "Ah...yes, you're doing it to me..."

"What are you?"

"I..." I slapped her buttocks again before she said, "I...I'm a bitch, a slutty bitch..."

"Hmm, now you're my pet bitch, I'm your master, let me hear you moan." "M-Master..." "

Okay, now say it all together, what am I doing?" "

Master is doing this slutty bitch to me..."

I was so excited I exploded, and she also moaned and climaxed at the same time. After she recovered from her climax, she said, "Now you've achieved your goal, can you let me go now?" "Not yet, what did you just call me, you bitch?"

I pulled on the leash around her neck, and she had no choice but to move her head with the leash. I pulled her to the ground and made her kneel down, making her call me master.

"Please, you've done what you've done, can you leave now?"

"It's still early before dawn, what's the rush!"

I tore a long strip of cloth from the sheet, tied it around her neck, and took off the belt to whip her buttocks. She screamed, "Ah...it hurts so much...Master, please spare me..." "That's more like it. Come on, show me around your house."

She agreed and stood up. I whipped her buttocks again: "Does a bitch walk standing up?" She had no choice but to lie down again and crawl on all fours. I followed behind her, holding the cloth strip. She seemed unaccustomed to crawling and was very slow. I whipped her again: "Hurry up!"

"Ah...don't hit me...I'm hurrying..."

After crawling outside, she asked, "Where is this place?"

"Master, this is the bitch's living room."

"Good, crawl onto the sofa and stick your butt up."

After she lay down, I fucked her from behind again, and then in the kitchen and bathroom.

Back in the room, we were both exhausted. We ended up chatting in bed and then both fell asleep.

The next day, when I woke up, I found myself alone. I got dressed and looked around, but the outer door was locked. She wasn't there; she must have gone to call the police.

Anyway, I had no regrets. I took some food from the refrigerator, cooked it, and waited for the police to come and arrest me. I slowly enjoyed my last hearty breakfast when I heard the door open. I ignored it and continued eating.

However, after a while, no police appeared. Curious, I went out of the kitchen and saw her pacing back and forth outside, seemingly hesitant about something. When she saw me, she blushed, handed me a piece of paper, and ran back into the room.

I was truly puzzled. I picked up the paper and read:

"Master, my boyfriend always thinks I'm frigid, like a wooden doll during sex, so our relationship isn't good. We've only had sex a few times, and I've never had an orgasm. However, last night I was very promiscuous and had five orgasms." Master, do you know why?

Because I often fantasize about being raped and abused. I don't feel anything during ordinary sex. Therefore, last night I didn't resist fiercely and even cooperated with you. Later, during our chat, I learned about your situation. You're not a bad person, and you're single now. My relationship with my ex-boyfriend wasn't good either. I rushed to the company early this morning, canceled my work for the day, and broke up with him.

I really liked how I felt last night. I want to be your bitch for life. If you like that too, please come inside. There's a bitch kneeling on the floor waiting for you, Master.
[The End]

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