Christmas Eve Adventure

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December 2018, Christmas Eve, snowflakes falling.

I sat alone at my desk, silently reading an online novel, feeling somewhat annoyed. "Another holiday?

Damn foreign holidays, why are Chinese people joining in? Ugh! He's not for me, he'll definitely be with

his wife !"

I felt a mix of anger and frustration. In this metropolis, I was just a lowly country girl, nobody

would even think of me.

"On every festive occasion, one misses their loved ones even more," a line from an ancient poem suddenly came to mind, and my eyes welled up with tears. "Hmph,

what am I? What are you? Why should I stay up all night for you? What right do you have to restrict my

freedom ? You go home to your wife, and I'll go find some other man."

A vengeful impulse surged within me, and I stormed into the city's chat room, adopting an extremely lewd

nickname : "Beauty Needs Company." Instantly, the chat room erupted. My chat window was flooded

with "private messages,"

and a few bolder ones even offered their phone numbers, inviting me to spend the night together. This made me shrink back. I

realized I was such a coward, not daring to actually go on the date. The rebellious, vengeful feeling I had just felt couldn't give me any courage

now .

Suddenly, a private message shocked me: "Daiyu, my darling, don't be lonely.

Come to , I'll spend the night with you."

"Ah!... How does he know me?!" I was so frightened that I immediately turned off the phone, panting and

guessing. "How could this be? How could someone online know my real name? Oh no! Oh no! He saw

all those , he must think I'm a slut. I... Am I not? I
...

fell in love with a married man... willingly became his mistress... played SM... I..." I suddenly started trembling
with fear , "Am I really a slut?"

"The phone on the desk rang, the boss asked me to deliver some documents." I steadied myself, straightened my clothes,

the blush still lingering on my face. I walked gracefully into his office, habitually closing the

heavy .

Despite my resentment that he couldn't spend Christmas with me, I couldn't help but feel happy and excited when I saw him. I gave him

an awkward smile, forgetting to hand him the documents.

He didn't want the documents, just looked at me strangely with a mischievous smile, "

Beautiful lady , can I keep you company?"

"Ah?!...It's you?...You're bad!..." I pounced on him in shame, throwing my fists and

pounding his firm chest.

He didn't fight back or dodge, but grinned mischievously and reached out to cover my private parts. "Oh...no..."

I instantly felt weak and collapsed into his arms. That damn guy, he knows my weakness too well,

he can .

I hugged his neck tightly, demanding a kiss. He responded passionately. Our tongues intertwined

for a long time , and I felt my private parts starting to overflow, but he pushed me away, leaving me with endless regret.

"Honey! I'll take you to a Christmas party tomorrow night, okay?"

"Really! That's great!" I cheered. "You don't have to go with her?" I pointed to his wife.

"She's going to a parent-teacher conference for her child's class."

"Oh...that's great! Tell me quickly, where? What kind of party?"

"I won't tell you now, it's a mysterious and exciting party. You have to promise to be absolutely obedient before I take you."

"Obey, be obedient, when have I ever disobeyed you?"

"This time is a little different."

"How is it different?" I'd accompanied my boss to many of his friends' parties, so I didn't think it was

a big deal .

"This time it's...everyone's playing...sex."

"Huh!?..." I looked at him in surprise. It took me a while to slowly understand what he meant. My face flushed

red, too embarrassed to look at him.

"It's a more open era now, you should be more relaxed. All my friends brought their girlfriends, I'd lose face if you didn't

come with me . Okay, I won't force you." His tone was calm, but it made me even more uncomfortable. I

dreaded his words "I won't force you" the most; whenever he said them, I couldn't find a reason to refuse him.

"Here you go, a Christmas present." He smiled and handed me a beautiful bag. I took out a

light purple cashmere coat that I had longed for, put it on, and twirled it around to show him.

"You look absolutely gorgeous in this coat!" His sincere praise made my heart flutter. I walked up to him,

gave him a passionate kiss, and whispered, "Thank you, honey. I'll go with you tomorrow."

He patted my pert bottom and said, "Tomorrow at 3 pm, go to the White House VIP floor yourself

and say you're going to the Christmas dinner. Someone will greet you, but whatever they ask you to do, you have to

obey. Don't worry, they know what they're doing, nothing will happen."

"Oh..." I was immediately intrigued by this mystery. "When are you going?"

"I'll be there on time for the dinner, but you won't be able to see me because you'll be blindfolded. You have to

use your senses . If you can find me among all the people at the dinner, it means you

know every inch of my body very well and are a qualified lover. If you find the wrong one, it means you don't truly love me."

"Ah!?..." What a crazy and exciting idea! "Of course I can find you." I

boasted defiantly, packed my coat, and walked out of the boss's office.

Back in my office, I couldn't concentrate on work anymore. My mind was filled with

speculation . "How can I find him? Can I...? What if I find the wrong person...?

How embarrassing! He'll be disappointed... Why did I agree to

go to that... that special dinner?"

I vaguely sensed it was a crazy sex party. "Could the group sex parties in VCDs and online pornographic novels

really happen in real life? Why don't I feel any shame or resistance

?"

Thinking this, my face burned. I looked down at my beloved cashmere coat and helplessly pouted.

"Anyway, you made me go, don't blame me for being lewd, hmph!"

I didn't sleep well all night, and the next day I struggled to get there. At 2:30, I rushed to the White House. The White House is

a well-known entertainment complex in my city, combining restaurants, bathhouses, and entertainment. He had taken me there

many times. According to him, the owner of this entertainment complex is a big shot in the province, so it's very safe.

I had just reached the door when I suddenly ran into my colleague Ziwei. Feeling guilty, I

blushed . Luckily, it was winter, and my cheeks were already red from the cold. I stammered, "Oh, Ziwei, you

...you're here to take a shower?...I...I just happened to be passing by...You're busy!" Without waiting for her reply, I
hurried

past the door, my face buried in my hands, and kept walking forward.

After walking quite a distance, I secretly looked back, but Ziwei was gone. "Oh dear...that was close...

she saw me, how embarrassing!" A sudden thought of retreat arose. "No, how could I

attend that kind of lewd party? I..." I wandered aimlessly back, my mind a jumbled mess, unable
to form a

clear conclusion.

"I...why did I listen to you?...I...you...you deserve to die...

why did you have give me that cashmere coat that cost over two thousand yuan yesterday?..." I had already walked past the White House gates again,

further and further away.

"Ding, ding, ding," the Customs House clock struck three times. "Oh dear, it's 3 o'clock!" I jolted

awake , not knowing what I was thinking. Anyway, my feet flew as I carried myself through

the White House gates.

"Miss, are you alone? What service do you need?" a receptionist asked warmly.

"I... I'm going to the VIP Christmas dinner."

"Oh, please follow me."

The receptionist led me to the top floor, where there was another tightly closed vermilion door. The receptionist outside handed me over to the receptionist

inside , who led me into the women's bathroom.

I took off my clothes and went into the bathroom. This medium-sized bathroom on the top floor was more luxurious than the large

bathroom ; it was my first time in one.

Several naked women were already bathing inside. "Are they all attending this dinner?

Looks like my figure isn't inferior to theirs."

The cashmere coat was really warm; even in this cold weather, I was sweating profusely. Now it was perfect for a comfortable

bath. The water was excellent; soaking was pleasant, and showering was refreshing. After showering, the waitress told me
to wait for

the dinner in the lounge.

"Oh no!" At the lounge entrance, I bumped into Ziwei. We both turned around at the same time,

but froze.

Naked and facing each other, where could we hide? I slowly turned back, our eyes meeting. "You..."

"You..." We both understood each other perfectly, our pretty faces turning as red as apples.

The waitress looked at us strangely. Then, led by her, I took Ziwei's hand and walked into the lounge.

We lay down on the sofa, looked at each other, and smiled. The waitress brought drinks, and we

chatted while drinking.

Ziwei and I were best friends, with very similar experiences—both "

phoenixes I was eight months older than Ziwei; she called me Sister Dai, and I called her Sister Zi.

Before I moved into the simple "golden house" he had prepared for me, Ziwei and I shared a room in a dormitory; she now rents her own place.

"Sister Dai, who did you come to the banquet with?"

"My...boyfriend...he...he works at the tax bureau." I made up a reason. "And you?"

"Me...me too...my boyfriend works at customs."

"Who cares who her boyfriend is? Anyway, it's not him, because I'm his lover, and Ziwei is definitely not his

lover."

I had never noticed any connection between Ziwei and the boss, nor had I noticed any intention from her, which is why I

got along so well with her.

"Sister Dai, what's the banquet like tonight?"

"I don't know, it's pretty mysterious."

"It's definitely going to be very exciting."

"Yeah."

"Hehe, to be honest, I can't wait."

"Hehe, you little slut, are you itching?"

"Hmph, talking about me? Aren't you the same?" Ziwei suddenly ran her finger across my private parts, then held it up in

front of my eyes, "Look, this is the evidence."

"Oh my god! How could this be?..." Ziwei's fingertip was sparkling, a drop of translucent viscous fluid was slowly

dripping , leaving a silvery thread.

How could I let her see through my secrets without retaliating? I also scooped out the sticky fluid from her private parts. "

Hehehe ," we both looked at each other's fingers, naked, and chuckled softly.

"Oh, it's so hot!"

"Me too, the air conditioning in this room is really good!"

"Hungry, Sister Dai, are you hungry?"

"Me too."

"Waiter..."

"Miss, what would you like to serve?"

"A bowl of beef noodles and a sausage for each of us."

"I'm sorry, Miss, we only have drinks here, no other food."

"Oh? Really, then two more drinks, please."

Ziwei and I chatted about all sorts of things. Because of the special environment, and because we were both attending a sex party,

we couldn't help but talk about sex and men.

Women always pass the time chatting, and before we knew it, it was 8 pm. The women in the lounge

began to get restless. For the entire afternoon, four or five hours, every girl had drunk

a lot of drinks, but had no food, and what was even more embarrassing was that there was no restroom to relieve herself. The waitress said she would take us to the restroom before
the banquet began. "Ladies, I'll take you to get ready now, the banquet is about to start." The beautiful, naked girls stood up and followed the head waitress in her business suit in a line. "My makeup bag is in the closet." "Are you taking us to the restroom?" "Where is this?" "I need to get my clothes." The girls chattered amongst themselves, but the head waitress just led us forward. We entered a fairly large dressing room. The girls sat in front of mirrors, posing for photos. There were no cosmetics , only a red leather bag that looked somewhat like a gas mask hood. "Ladies, there are two earplugs in front of each of you on the dressing table. Please put them in." Despite some complaints and questions, all the girls complied. Immediately, we entered a world of silence. The earplugs were incredibly effective; we couldn't hear a thing . Suddenly, a voice like a telephone came from the earplugs: "Please put on your hoods properly, and expose your noses and mouths."

"Come out, your eyes will be blindfolded. I'm sure your boyfriends have already told you."

The girls looked at each other suspiciously, then silently put on the hoods, carefully tucking their hair

inside . Long hair was too difficult to manage, so it just peeked out.

Suddenly, they were plunged into terrifying darkness. With the earplugs in, the silence was even more chilling. By the time some girls

started regret it and tried to remove the hoods, it was too late. The bottom of the hood was just around their necks,

and the strap at the top was secured with a delicate little padlock.

I panicked a little, gripping Ziwei's hand tightly beside me, only to find her trembling too. We

squeezed together , encouraging each other, but couldn't speak.

"Girls, I'm going to assign each of you a number now. Please remember your number. 1, 2, 3..."

Good heavens, how is anyone supposed to know who's number when they're counting like this? "...7," I felt

a gentle , and then a wide collar was fastened around my neck, the top edge reaching my chin, forcing
me to tilt my head back. "Am I number 7?" "8, 9...12." There were 12 girls in total, and I was probably number 7. "Now, we'll give you all a quick-acting birth control pill. This is to protect you, please cooperate." I felt my face burning again. "Taking birth control pills? This means we're going to...we're going to have sex...it's so shameful!" Luckily, the hood completely covered my face, so no one could see my shame. "Number 7, open your mouth." I quickly opened my mouth wide, and a pill the size of a candy bean was put into my mouth, followed by a straw. I quickly took a sip and swallowed the pill. Then I felt a pair of hands pulling me to stand up. I obediently stood up, but then I felt a pair of hands forcing me to spread my legs. I instinctively resisted, tightly clamping my thighs together. "Number 7, relax a bit. We just want to apply some contraceptive cream." "I..." I could only silently relax and spread my legs. "Ah... be gentle." A hand roughly shoved into my vagina, spreading the cool, sticky, slippery cream all over my vaginal cavity, even my shameful anus wasn't spared. In that instant, I suddenly felt cheated, like a lamb to the slaughter, smeared with butter , waiting to be roasted. I screamed loudly, somewhat hysterically, "No... I don't want to play anymore... let me go..." I wanted to pull hard on the bottom strap of the hood, but when I touched my neck, I found that the wide collar I had just put on was metal, completely covering the hood strap, leaving me helpless. What was worse, I couldn't hear . In that instant, I collapsed. "No one can hear my screams. I can only hope that this lewd game will end soon." The earplugs went silent again. I carefully felt my way to the chair and sat down, waiting anxiously. Actually, I had no idea what I was waiting for. "How annoying! I need to pee now." Actually, I'd been holding it in for a long time, but now that it's , I suddenly realized it. I nervously rubbed my thighs together, unable to hold it any longer. " Waiter, waiter, where's the restroom? Take me to the restroom." I couldn't hear my own cries, and I didn't know if the waiter could hear me. I felt utterly helpless. I tightened my urethra with all my might, and cold sweat broke out all over my body. My mind started to fog up, and strange . My mouth started to feel dry, and a nameless lust was slowly rising within me. "Ladies, I'll take you to the restroom now. It's just for urination, not defecation, please remember that." Just as I was wondering what to do, I was helped up, a rope was placed in my hand, and I was slowly led to the restroom by the rope. I imagined that we girls must be lined up, holding onto the rope, like kindergarten children. But we were all mature women, completely naked. "Stand still, everyone. Please stay where you are. I'll guide you through urinating one by one." "Number 1, walk slowly, lift your feet, go up the stairs, walk steadily, walk steadily. Okay, like this, spread your legs, spread them wider, spread them even wider. Grab the servers on both sides with both hands, hold on tight, don't let go, and don't move around, or you'll fall. Okay, slowly squat down. Okay, now you can pee, hurry up, don't be embarrassed . Our restrooms have just been repaired and aren't fully functional yet, so we're making you pee in this difficult position. It 's okay, we're all female servers, don't be shy, hurry up and pee, there are many others waiting behind us. Each person only has 3 minutes; if you can't pee, you won't have another chance. We have to go to the banquet soon."... It took a long time before it was my turn. I was already bursting with urgency. Guided by the server, I climbed onto the restroom . When I spread my legs, I realized how wide they were. If it weren't for the servers on both sides helping me, I definitely would have ended up sitting on the toilet. As soon as I squatted down, my urine gushed out. "Ah..." I'd never felt so relieved urinating, and I couldn't help but groan with ecstasy. It felt like I'd been holding it in for days; even as my legs went numb, the flow didn't slow down, gushing forth like a burst dam. Finally, when I was squatting so hard I was seeing stars, I finished. With the last few drops, I strained my urethra, involuntarily shuddering a few times. I was helped down and waited quietly; apparently, every girl needed to urinate. Finally, it seemed everyone had finished. The only embarrassing thing was that while each girl was urinating, the supervisor would announce it like a live broadcast: "Alright, ladies, everyone's finished. The banquet is about to begin." My heart suddenly pounded with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. "First, I announce the winner of the urination contest. Under the careful observation and evaluation of all the guests, Miss Number 7 has won the first gold medal of tonight's banquet—the Urination Queen Award—for the largest volume of urine, the longest urination time, the most graceful urination posture the most sensual urination retraction, and the most elegant urine arc." I was stunned. Suddenly, I realized that the urination had just taken place in full view of everyone. "Ah!..." I screamed, turning to run away, but when I turned around, I realized that I was surrounded by darkness. I had no idea where to run. Instinctively, I covered my breasts with my hands and squatted down. My buttocks bumped into another buttocks, my center of gravity shifted, and I fell to the ground. I quickly got up, tightly clamping my legs together and pressing my upper body against my thighs. I was ashamed...

I was burning with shame and completely at a loss.

I was plunged into a world of darkness and silence, too afraid to move. There was no sound in my headphones for a long time.

When the voice came back on, it was the same manager again: "Ladies, you all just squatted on the ground in extremely graceful postures.

After careful appreciation and evaluation by our guests, I announce that Miss Number 10 has won the Best Buttocks Award. Her
buttocks

are very white and tender, very full, with elastic and glossy flesh, and an extremely alluring cleft. She is tonight's
Queen of

Buttocks."

"Ah!?...They...we..." Only then did I realize that we had completely fallen into

a trap. No matter what, they would see everything; we had no way to hide or escape.

"Ladies, the real banquet is about to begin. The guests will be free to choose their girls. Please

don't refuse; cooperate fully, or your beautiful buttocks will be whipped. Please understand this

reality: the guests don't know who you are. When they whip a girl, they
won't

hold back because they don't know her, and the girl being whipped won't know who hit her, suffering physical pain for nothing. Think about it,
tonight

you only have two paths: the first is to actively cooperate and enjoy the pleasure given by strangers, which
will be

an unforgettable memory; the second is to resist, in which case your beautiful buttocks will become red, swollen, and rotten
.

Think it over carefully, ladies. Nobody knows who you are, so indulge yourself!" The foreman's words were extremely
threatening and

seductive!

I was somewhat bewildered, unsure whether I should indulge myself, but where could I escape to? Just as I was hesitating, a hard whip lashed

my buttocks . "Ah..." I screamed in pain, as if the metal ring around my neck was being

pulled, forcing me to stand up. A pair of hands were brazenly kneading my breasts. "Get away, don't..."
I

screamed, but I couldn't hear them. "Ah..." Another stinging pain shot through my buttocks. I
tried

to turn away, but the collar around my neck was held tightly. I desperately covered my breasts with my hands, shouting, "Don't hit me
...

don't hit me..."

Another lash struck my buttocks, then another. My buttocks trembled with pain, but I didn't know

how to stop the person hitting me. My voice was hoarse from screaming, and I, who could never hear myself,

was now even more powerless to scream. I had no choice but to abandon my breasts and reach behind me to block the whip.

But then the whip stopped hitting me. A pair of hands were playing with my heavy breasts, making them

collide and sway from side to side. I finally understood that the only way to avoid the whipping was to obey and not resist.

There was no other way.

I gave up, letting my hands hang down, my chest puffed out, letting those hands play with my breasts. Tears welled up in my eyes

, but no one could see my pitiful state.

I was dragged and stumbled onto the sofa, my legs forcefully spread apart. Though I couldn't see, I could

feel how shameful my position was, my most private parts exposed.

I felt more than one pair of hands fondling my breasts, my genitals being groped. I tried to resist, kicking

my legs, but all I got in return was a few more lashes on my buttocks.

I dared not struggle anymore, my heart filled with humiliation and resentment.

Before, he would often try new tricks to entice me, but if I resolutely resisted, he would still show

me mercy and not force himself on me with those strange moves. But now, the man toying with me didn't know me (I

hoped he didn't; if he did, it would be worse than death), and he wouldn't show me any mercy. I
couldn't

scream (at least I couldn't hear myself scream), and no one could protect me. He didn't know which
poor

girl he was toying with, and he couldn't possibly recognize me or protect me. Perhaps he was also treating other
girls .

Now I truly understood the meaning of his prior warning to "be obedient."

I began to submit, doing whatever he asked. "Oh..." I felt a man's

penis invading my vagina. Fortunately, I had applied contraceptive cream, making my vagina very lubricated. Although the man inside me was rough,

I didn't feel too uncomfortable.

I remembered my mother telling me when I was little that blind people have particularly sensitive senses, and now, in

a world of darkness and silence, my body's senses had indeed become exceptionally acute. Being touched and violated by multiple men simultaneously, this immoral

and intense stimulation began to bring me a fresh kind of pleasure.

"Oh...no...I want more..." I felt the man ejaculate inside me, and I had only just begun my

journey to arousal. The man's penis was pulled out irrevocably, and I immediately felt a strange

emptiness inside my vagina. Thankfully, an even stronger penis was immediately inserted. This time, I abandoned my dignity,
indulging in

lewdness, vigorously swaying my hips to match the penis that was violating me.

"Ugh...no..." Just as I was enjoying the pleasure of being fucked, my legs were firmly grabbed, and someone was

tickling the soles of my feet. "Giggle...ouch...giggles...no...I...I'm enjoying

it..."

I had just begun to feel the pleasurable sensation of intercourse, but the intense tickling on the soles of my feet dispelled it. I hate being tickled,

but my legs couldn't escape, so I endured the tickling while being violated.

I should thank this penis; it actually brought me to orgasm. The intense sexual pleasure overwhelmed the tickling, and I thrust my hips

powerfully , my vagina spasming as it tightly gripped the penis. "Ah..." A torrent of hot fluid

surged through my cervix, making me tremble with excitement.

In the time that followed, I was touched by countless hands and fucked by countless penises. My mouth, vagina, and

anus were all filled with men's semen. I could feel the inside of my thighs and the cleft of my buttocks were

slippery, and my breasts were covered in semen, sticky and uncomfortable.

"Alright, the banquet has just passed its first phase with its climax. The guests are all a bit tired and need to rest

, and the ladies are all hungry and need to eat something. Now, ladies, please get off the sofas."

Suddenly, I couldn't feel the hands touching me anymore; the men around me seemed to have vanished

without a trace . I slowly tried to get off the sofa, "Ah!..." Only then did I realize that, without my noticing, my hands

had been covered with puffy gloves, and my feet had been put into puffy shoes.

I tried to stand up, but my legs gave way, and I fell to my knees. Luckily, the carpet was thick and soft

, so my knees didn't hurt.

"I... I can't stand up..." I don't know if anyone heard me, but I didn't hear myself,

so stopped yelling. I obediently remained kneeling on the ground.

"Girls, there are now 12 plates on the ground, each with a spiced egg. Can you smell

the aroma?" Her reminder made me, hungry as I was, smell the enticing fragrance, and my stomach immediately

rumbled. Actually, it was already midnight. We poor girls had endured nine hours of debauchery since 3
pm

, without eating a single thing. How could we not be hungry?

"Now you have to find these eggs. Once you find them, you can eat them. If you find two, you can

eat two. There will definitely be girls who can't get any. Let's begin. Pride will only make you starve."

As soon as the instructions were given, I planned to find the fragrant eggs, but then I realized that the only way I could move

was by crawling like a dog. "No, how can I crawl naked and beautiful

like a dog under the gaze of a group of men? That's too humiliating."

"Good, very good, very clever. Two girls have already found eggs. Those

girls , you'll probably be hungry until tomorrow morning."

"Ah!?... Someone actually... actually did such a shameful thing?... I...

whatever, no one knows who I am anyway. I have to hurry up and find eggs, after all, my stomach won't let me get away with this."

I figured it out, and no longer caring about shame, I started crawling. "Oh God... where do I find them?"

As I crawled , I realized that it was pitch black and deathly silent all around me. I had no idea where to crawl. Just as I

was getting anxious, fearing that I wouldn't be able to get the eggs, a whiff of five-spice aroma wafted into my nose. "That's it, rely on
my sense of smell , just like, just like a dog."

I felt ashamed of my cleverness, but at the same time, I stuck out my nose and sniffed around as I crawled.

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