Collection of kidnapping and humiliation incidents

(Part 1)

Eight years have passed, and I feel I can share these memories, though my memory is somewhat hazy.

The incident happened to someone a classmate knew; we were in the same school but different classes, let's call her Xuan

. Before this, I didn't know Xuan at all, only seeing her on the daily commute to and from school.

Since we both departed from the terminal station, I inevitably noticed her while waiting on the platform.

I remember when the Southern Star train was newly completed, the beams, pillars, and walls of the station were covered with advertising posters.

I also remember every morning, half-asleep, I would secretly hope to catch a glimpse of Xuan's soft, white legs from afar.

However, we had never spoken before the incident, not even a nodding acquaintance.

Although Xuan was pretty, she was a bit aloof; according to my classmate, she had extreme princess syndrome.

But I knew very well that she was always aware of my presence,

and this was later confirmed. On the day of the incident, our department seemed to have some kind of activity, which caused us to leave school relatively late. Little did I

know that Xuan was boarding a train to hell that day...at least for her. As for me

, I wasn't there at the time, and I didn't know... What exactly happened to Chu?

All I know is that Xuan didn't appear on the waiting platform the next morning.

That wasn't a big deal; everyone's a little late for school sometimes.

But she didn't show up on the third day either.

I learned from my classmates that Xuan hadn't been to school at all for the past few days.

But ultimately, the information I had was limited, and I still knew nothing about the actual situation.

While I felt a little disappointed by Xuan's disappearance,

I thought that was the end of the story, but who knew the subsequent developments would be even more bizarre...

And this all stemmed from a family I... The buffet restaurant I often buy dinner from

is located near Zhulin Middle School and offers delivery service. Sometimes I order from them when I'm too lazy to go out on weekends.

That's how I got to know the deliveryman, let's call him Ah Jin.

On the third night after Xuan disappeared, I remember it was Friday. As usual, I ordered a bento box, ready to enjoy a relaxing weekend.

When the doorbell rang, I went downstairs and saw Ah Jin and his barely functioning Hao Mai motorcycle.

I greeted him, handed him the money, and was about to take the bento box and turn to go upstairs when Ah Jin called me back.

After a slight hesitation, Ah Jin told me a shocking truth...

(Part Two)

"It was weird... Someone ordered lunch that day, called

without giving a specific address, and asked me to deliver it to a place up in the mountains.

You know, that area is full of factories. But,

the place he wanted to deliver to was deserted. Sister Xian still insisted on delivering it,

so I went. And there really were people there, a few kids.

I even saw an SUV parked outside. I didn't think much of it.

But the next day, the phone rang again, and just yesterday, I went again.

I felt really strange, so

I asked if there was a restroom I could use.

They panicked when they heard that.

One of them, who seemed less panicked, told me that there wasn't a restroom there, and I could just go to the other side.

I thought, okay, I'll leave first,

and then I parked my scooter far away..." I hid somewhere,

and after a while I secretly went back to check.

Halfway there, a car pulled out and seemed to be leaving.

I thought, "There must be adults here, it's nothing.

" Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard a scream behind me,

a woman's scream, a very painful sound. So

I peeked inside to see what was happening.

I saw a woman tied up,

and a little devil stabbing her waist with something.

I was terrified and ran away quickly.

When I got back, I told Sister Xian I wanted to report it to the police,

but she actually said not to interfere in other people's business.

She's so heartless...

Oh, by the way, the woman was wearing what looked like your school uniform...”

(Part Three)

"I vaguely remember it was late September or early October. The evening was already cool,

the sky was overcast, and a light drizzle was falling.

All I wanted was to get home as quickly as possible,

but the thought of the long journey ahead

made me quite irritable.

Especially after swiping my card to enter the station, seeing the usual crowded throng, I

finally managed to squeeze onto the train. Without a doubt, I had to stand.

I huddled by the door, facing the crowd,

to prevent any lecherous men from taking advantage of me.

I'd had too many bad experiences in the past.

The stuffy air in the carriage, mixed with various smells,

always made me feel particularly uncomfortable at this time.

Especially today, a group of middle school students were noisily playing and shouting in front of me,

completely disregarding everyone else.

About six or seven stops before the final stop,

during a sudden stop as the train pulled into the station,

one of them, who hadn't been holding onto anything,

was thrown straight at me and stomped hard on my foot.

He didn't do anything about it." They didn't even glance back at me,

just continued laughing and joking with the others, as if I didn't exist.

This infuriated me. I shoved one of them hard and

said with disgust, "Don't you have to apologize for bumping into someone?!"

Instantly, they stopped their joking and their actions.

Then they all glared at me and started shouting.

One of them even took out his phone and threatened to have someone harm me.

People around him looked disgusted, but no one intervened.

I was helpless in the face of this situation and just wanted to leave.

When I tried to get rid of them, one of them grabbed my arm.

I frantically shook him off and quickly walked towards other carriages.

I didn't even dare to look back to see if they were following me. It wasn't until

I reached the last stop that I breathed a sigh of relief and got off the train.

I thought this was just another unfortunate incident in life,

but I didn't expect that the real threat was just approaching.

(IV)

Only after that did I piece together a rough outline of what happened from Xuan and A-Jin's accounts, as well as the surveillance footage.

I suspect that each of them might have held back some details in their accounts, especially Xuan.

After all, it wouldn't be easy for her to recount these events herself.

I'm certain that when Xuan got off at the terminal station

, she didn't think much of it. It wasn't until she exited the automatic gate that she realized the group of middle school students were following her.

Perhaps out of fear, I think, Xuan didn't take any action and just walked quickly forward.

Until she exited Exit 2, perhaps seeing the bright outdoor light reassured her.

Little did she know that as soon as she exited, after walking only a few steps, two middle school students who had been waiting behind her appeared

. Each on one side, holding a large black garbage bag, they swiftly put it over Xuan.

At the same time, they struck her behind the knee, causing her to fall to the ground.

Xuan struggled and screamed, but several middle school students rushed over.

They quickly grabbed her bound body and moved her towards an SUV that was already parked by the roadside.

Although the bag tore in several places from Xuan's struggles

, she was successfully put into the car. This brief commotion didn't attract much attention.

The staff at the nearby Parker Chicken only glanced at her before continuing their work.

I think it probably looked like students playing around, and no one thought there was any problem

. Or perhaps in this concrete jungle, the passersby are used to ignoring everything

. Even after being put in the car, Xuan continued to resist and struggle.

But her legs were held upside down by two people. She

also felt the car starting to leave, and Xuan had no choice but to give up struggling, sobbing softly inside the bag.

(V)

"After the car had been driving for a while, those men pulled me out of the bag,

grabbed my limbs and the back of my neck, and then took out nylon rope

to roughly tie my hands and feet. At the same time, they blindfolded me.

Before that, although my messy hair obscured my vision,

I could still vaguely see the car bumping along uphill.

My thoughts were in complete chaos, and all I could do was curse them incessantly.

This seemed to excite them even more, and they discussed enthusiastically how to deal with me.

From their speech and vocabulary, I could vaguely deduce that the driver was also a middle school student.

" From the conversation, I learned that the car had been stolen from someone's house,

and everything they were doing was a sudden act.

It felt like a year had passed before the car abruptly stopped.

I heard the car door open, and then two of them roughly dragged me out.

I fell to the ground, the uneven rubble making me cry out in pain.

They seemed pleased with themselves, and began to repeatedly

demonstrate to me in various ways that this was the consequence of offending them, stomping and kicking me

until they were done. Then they removed my face... They removed the blindfold and the ropes binding my legs.

The two men grabbed my legs and began dragging me towards the building behind,

which appeared to be an abandoned tin factory. There was no electricity;

the interior was filthy and had a strong musty smell.

This seemed to be their usual gathering place,

very familiar to them.

After dragging me inside, they launched into another round of predictable curses and punches.

Then they forced me against the wall. There was an iron pipe on the wall above my head.

They brought in an iron ladder from outside, intending to tie my hands to the pipe. Up there,

but the iron pipe was much longer than I was tall.

When they secured my hands, which were pulled high up,

my feet couldn't fully touch the ground.

Every now and then,

I had to stand on my tiptoes to ease the pain in my wrists from the ropes.

I prayed silently that they would get tired of this cruel game soon,

and I vowed that once I escaped, I would bring them to justice,

whether legally or illegally.

However, what they did next completely shattered my hopes…”

(vi)

No matter who it was, Xuan always broke down in tears when she talked about this.

But thinking about it afterwards, it makes sense. According to my classmate, Xuan always had no shortage of suitors at school. Her

contempt and disdain for men were probably already deeply ingrained, making this experience even more difficult for her to accept.

However, Xuan should be thankful that when she was taken away by that group of middle school students, it was Tuesday, and it was already evening.

Some of them couldn't stay long because of their home curfews, otherwise she might have suffered even more harm.

And from the next day onwards, only four middle school students actually had the ability to skip school. The school's students took turns watching over Xuan.

According to Xuan, the group of middle school students had no premeditation

whatsoever. Therefore, I often wondered how things would have turned out without Ah Jin.

But because it was completely unplanned, the students' behavior was utterly unprincipled, driven only by their primal desires.

After tying Xuan up, one of the students began trying to tear off her clothes.

Faced with this unexpected behavior, Xuan struggled frantically, which only excited them more.

Another student took out a pair of craft scissors and, starting from Xuan's waist, cut off each button from her shirt, revealing... He pulled out her black undershirt.

Then he pressed the scissors against Xuan's lower abdomen, threatening her not to move. The cold edge of the blade made Xuan hold her breath in fear

. Seeing that Xuan no longer resisted, he began to cut open Xuan's undershirt, revealing a light blue-gray strapless bra underneath.

Tears streamed down Xuan's face, which seemed to be an aphrodisiac for the others present.

The middle school student cut open the bra in the middle, and two full, round, snow-white mounds burst out.

Several people couldn't resist rushing forward to grab and squeeze them, but were stopped by a calm person who seemed to be the leader.

He told the middle school student holding the scissors... Then they started cutting, focusing their attention on the lower half.

Xuan seemed to realize their intentions, kicking her legs frantically in the air, preventing the middle school students from getting close. When

Xuan got tired of kicking, two students went over and held her legs down. The one with the scissors went over and

pried off the buttons on her pants, then roughly ripped open the zipper.

Xuan started shaking her head and screaming, but this didn't stop their next move

. The middle school student began cutting along the end of the zipper, his hand reaching between Xuan's legs, cutting all the way to the other end

. At this point, Xuan's uniform pants were cut in two.

Losing her support, the two halves slid down her legs, revealing a light gray panty underneath.

The two men who had grabbed Xuan's legs took the opportunity to remove the tattered panty legs and toss them aside

. The middle school student holding the scissors stepped back, seemingly admiring Xuan's shapely, flawless feet.

The leader swiftly stepped forward, snatched the scissors, and approached Xuan, repeatedly stroking her silky thighs.

Then, he cut away the connecting fabric from both sides of her waist, and the remaining tattered fabric fell away, revealing a dark bush beneath.

At this point, everyone present... They couldn't contain themselves any longer.

Some hurriedly pulled down their outer pants, while the impatient ones simply pounced on her, using both hands to touch and lick.

But these middle school students seemed accustomed to scenes from pornography and didn't understand that the standing position was extremely difficult for penetration

, especially against their will. Therefore, for over an hour, they

could only rub against the entrance or simply masturbate nearby.

Only after almost everyone had satisfied their desires did they finally leave,

leaving only one of them to stay overnight, and Xuan's trembling legs covered in semen.

(VII)

"In the endless darkness,

I didn't sleep a wink all night, tears streaming down my face.

The one who stayed behind also didn't sleep a wink,

perhaps out of guilt. I don't know, but he

came to talk to me four times that night,

but I ignored him.

He told me that he hadn't violated me

or touched my body,

but what difference did it make to me?

Until dawn, besides trying to talk to me, he

kept kicking a plastic bottle,

stepping on the bottle with one foot and twisting the cap off with the other to make it spray,

then picking it up, twisting it back on,

stepping on it again, and spraying it again...

After dawn, I finally couldn't take it anymore.

I called out to him and said, 'Let me go now, and I won't hold it against you.'

He...

he paused for a moment, then smiled and replied:" How could this be!

How could this be...

I don't know what time it was, but I fell into a deep, exhausted sleep.

When I woke up again, the person from last night was gone,

replaced by two others,

still wearing uniforms and carrying side bags.

One of them wasn't among the group that had appeared the day before.

How did he know?

Because the other was telling him the whole story...

It was around noon, and the tin shack was unbearably hot.

One of them said he was going out to order food, while the other,

the newcomer, stayed inside.

Suddenly, a strong urge to urinate hit me... So I called out to the first one,

telling him I needed to go to the toilet. He looked at me blankly,

as if I had said something incomprehensible.

Then the other one came back...

(8)

That night, after hearing what Ah Jin said, I returned to my room, my mind a jumble of thoughts.

I wasn't sure if what Ah Jin was talking about was the missing Xuan.

If so, or should I, like Aunt Xian said, not meddle in other people's business?

Thinking, I don't know what possessed me, but I suddenly burst out of the door and rushed to the restaurant.

The restaurant's iron gate, which was already closed, was half-closed,

and I squeezed inside. I met Ah Jin's eyes as he was about to turn off the lights.

After explaining my purpose and the incident of Xuan's disappearance, I asked Ah Jin, "How many bento boxes did they order in total?"

But he told me that the number was different on the two days; the call on Wednesday noon ordered two, while Thursday they ordered four.

My heart sank when I heard this, because I never imagined that Xuan would be kidnapped by middle school students.

I only thought that if... There were at least four people there, so I definitely couldn't rescue Xuan by myself; the only option was to call the police

. But, in moments of high spirits, many naive thoughts pop into one's head.

At that moment, all I thought was that if I could be a hero and rescue the damsel in distress, I'd surely win her heart. I thought of Xuan's beautiful figure and those alluring pink legs.

So I asked Ah Jin, "Can...you take me...there?"

Ah Jin hesitated after hearing my question, but after much persuasion, he finally agreed to drive me to a nearby location.

However, he told me he wouldn't wait for me, and I'd have to

find my own way back. And for some reason, I agreed.

On the way there, Ah Jin told me

that there was something strange about the phone call on Wednesday.

During the call, the other party requested several more pairs of bamboo chopsticks and several rubber bands...

(ix)

This part, which Xuan only readily admitted much later, might not have been the most painful for her, but it was certainly the most humiliating experience.

The day after she was kidnapped, at noon, Xuan was restless because she couldn't hold her urine. One of the middle school students, seeing this, had a wicked idea.

So he told the other that he was going to order lunch for them, and then went outside to make a phone call

. A while later, Xuan heard her phone ringing outside, and then the middle school student came in and asked the other to accompany him to get the lunch.

Shortly afterward, Xuan heard a loud motorcycle exhaust sound, but the sound quickly faded away

. Then, the two middle school students came in carrying lunchboxes. One of them smiled maliciously

and stared at Xuan, saying, "I heard you want to pee?" As he spoke, he approached with a pair of bamboo chopsticks.

"Pee! Hurry up and pee! " "!" He poked Xuan's lower abdomen with bamboo chopsticks.

Xuan turned her head away angrily, ignoring him. This reaction seemed to displease him.

He punched Xuan in the lower abdomen. Xuan whimpered in pain but still held back her urge to urinate.

Probably because she was still wearing shoes, if she urinated now, it would definitely flow down her legs and into her shoes.

But the middle school student was still relentless, continuing to press Xuan's lower abdomen with the bamboo chopsticks and his palm.

Xuan kept her eyes tightly closed, her face flushed, her whole body trembling, but she still did not give in.

Suddenly, there was no movement. Xuan opened her eyes and saw the middle school student take out another pair of bamboo chopsticks

and wet them with water from a plastic bottle. Then he walked over and said, "You're good at holding back, aren't you!"

He asked another middle school student to lift Xuan's left leg. The other middle school student looked somewhat unwilling, but still did as he was told.

He said, "I'll make you endure it!" as he roughly tried to insert the bamboo chopsticks into Xuan's delicate flower bud.

Unable to bear the repeated rubbing of her sensitive area by the unopened, rough plastic packaging, Xuan let out mournful moans.

A burning sensation spread through her, causing a trickle of urine to flow down her fair thighs, and tears welled in her eyes. After

a while, he seemed tired and stepped back, panting heavily, the tip of the bamboo chopsticks already sunk into her pink petals.

"Are you afraid to pee?" he said, unzipping his pants. "Then I'll go first!"

With that, streams of turbid fluid gushed out, splashing onto Xuan's legs. Another middle school student quickly stepped back.

After emptying her bladder, urine dripped slowly from the end of the bamboo chopsticks, and the pungent odor made Xuan breathless.

Seeing that she still refused to give in, the middle school student turned and took out several rubber bands... Rubber Band

He held the rubber band with both hands while examining Xuan's convulsing body.

Then he stepped forward, grabbed one of Xuan's round, snowy breasts, and looped the rubber band around it. The

tightly bound breast throbbed with pain, and Xuan moaned softly .

Soon the other breast was also looped. The middle school student stepped back, looking smugly at his creation.

"Feels good, doesn't it!" He roughly ripped off the bamboo chopsticks inserted into Xuan's genitals, then turned and took out several rubber bands.

"To make you feel even better!" He approached Xuan, aimed closely at the dark pubic hair between her legs, and began to flick the rubber bands.

Xuan twisted and struggled, kicking her legs wildly in the air, but unfortunately, she only exposed more openings.

One of the rubber bands unexpectedly slammed into Xuan's flower stream.

At this point, Xuan could no longer hold back, and streams of golden fluid gushed out, while she wept uncontrollably...

(Ten)

"...That's all for now. Be careful, Ah Jin said, and rode away on his bike."

The night was pitch black except for the streetlights illuminating the roads.

I walked for a while and vaguely saw the outline of a factory in the distance, its interior glowing with a dim yellow light.

I guessed this was where Xuan had been kidnapped, so I crept closer silently. Upon

reaching the door, the interior was quiet, with only the flickering dim yellow light.

I calmly tried to peek inside, but was shocked by what I saw. Inside

... There was a long table at the head of the room, surrounded by lit candles. Xuan's hands were bound to the wall, and she was barely clothed.

In the candlelight, Xuan's shadow flickered on the wall, like some kind of cult ritual.

The middle school student who remained sat slumped in a chair, his hands hanging limply, seemingly asleep.

I held my breath and tiptoed to Xuan's side, gently patting her waist. "Hey!"

But Xuan convulsed as if electrocuted. Upon closer inspection, I was horrified to see that both sides of her waist were covered in bruises.

Xuan was very excited to see me, but she tried her best to suppress her agitation. Without making a sound

, I asked, "Do you know who I am?" Xuan nodded fiercely. I whispered, "I'll get you out of here, just bear with it."

That's what I said, but I came unprepared, without even tools or sharp objects. Furthermore, I didn't

know what to do if the middle school student suddenly woke up. I sneaked into the storage compartment next door, hoping to find a razor blade or something.

Then I heard a noise from inside. It turned out the middle school student had fallen asleep with his phone in his hand, and it had slipped and fallen to the floor.

But this woke him up. I was momentarily... Unable to think of a solution, I could only hide in the storage compartment.

Thankfully, after a short while, he seemed to want to stretch and came outside. I also found a pair of scissors in the storage compartment

. I stealthily approached Xuan again and began trying to cut the rope

without making a sound. Fortunately, the process went smoothly. It was then that I noticed that not only her waist, but also her chest, abdomen, and legs were covered in ligature marks and bruises. "Are you alright?" Xuan

didn't answer, only looking at me with teary eyes. At that moment, a roar came from behind us

: "Who are you?!..."

(XI)

"'Are you alright?'"

After that disgusting pervert watched me finish my meal and leave, the new guy asked me that. I don't remember what else he said. I couldn't hear anything at the time, and I couldn't organize my thoughts. After I calmed down a bit, the new guy came to find me with his untouched lunchbox. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you..." I often thought they probably didn't know what they were saying. They were all selfish, every word they spoke was from their own perspective. But then he said, "Eat something... or you'll die..." In that instant, the pent-up grievances in my heart burst forth. I cried and begged him to let me go, but he just shook his head, saying his classmates wouldn't allow it, and he was afraid of them. I was so angry at his indifference that I didn't know what to say. Exhausted from crying, I let him stuff food into my mouth, bite by bite... The newcomer was also asked by his classmates to stay overnight. After learning about this, I felt a little relieved. At least he didn't intend to hurt me. All night, I kept trying to break through his defenses in various ways, hoping for even the slightest chance that he would let me go. Just when I was about to persuade him, dawn was breaking, and then I heard the sound of that SUV again. (12) In reality, Xuan couldn't connect each middle school student with the corresponding time they appeared. And I didn't dare force her to do it, so I could only piece it together from her accounts. I could only roughly deduce that the middle school student who stole the car was probably the one who bullied Xuan with the bamboo chopsticks. He came every day at dawn and left at dusk. On Friday, besides him, he was also driving three other middle school students. After sending away the one on night watch, they started unloading prepared supplies from the car. After carrying a box of supplies into the room, they spread the supplies out one by one on the long table. This was probably the only premeditated action in the whole incident. These four people must have agreed to skip class together to have a whole day to deal with Xuan. And what happened next was slightly different each time Xuan told me.

What I'm certain of is that one of the middle school students first picked up a children's clothes hanger from the table

and slapped it hard on Xuan's thighs and buttocks. Xuan closed her eyes and bit her lower lip to suppress her cries

. According to Xuan, by the end, their actions were no longer driven by hatred, but purely by lust

. After they had slapped her enough, he and another student began trying to stuff Xuan's two large, snowy breasts into the children's clothes hanger.

But this was no easy task. The two students squeezed and shoved, deforming her tender breasts, and Xuan cried out in pain. After finally managing to

stuff them in, without pause, they brought over several clothespins

and began pinching the flesh of her breasts that had been compressed by the hangers, not even sparing the two pointed nipples.

Xuan was in so much pain that she almost fainted, and the four of them only stopped when there was no space left in front of her chest.

Seeing that Xuan was looking down and not reacting, one of the middle school students approached and pulled Xuan's long hair backward

. The other student brought over some half-melted ice water and splashed it on Xuan's face

. Stimulated, Xuan let out a soft moan. Seeing that Xuan had reacted again, the four continued with their

next action. Xuan's account of what happened next was vague and chaotic.

I roughly pieced together that they first took out a roll of transparent tape, intending to fix one of Xuan's legs to the wall.

But naturally, ordinary PVC material couldn't hold a heavy object on a sheet of steel.

After several attempts, they gave up and instead had one of them lift one of Xuan's fair, beautiful legs.

Then they seemed to use a liquid like fruit vinegar to pour over Xuan's delicate vulva

. Stimulated by the acidic liquid, Xuan convulsed, her breasts swaying uncontrollably.

One of the middle school students even started clipping clothespins to her sides.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, they finally grabbed a rubber hose from the table and,

aiming it at Xuan's soft vulva, whipped it hard. Xuan screamed in pain.

But the rubber hose... The hose was too long, and after a few pumps, it kept hitting the person who was raising their leg.

Finally, they had to give up. The four middle school students were also tired of playing, and one of them went outside to order lunch

. The rest rested on the side, encouraging each other to take photos with their phones to commemorate the occasion, until Ah Jin arrived. After

the four finished eating, one stayed behind

while the others drove away. Before leaving, they asked those who stayed behind to remove the clothespins and hangers from Xuan's body.

I guess this was probably the scream Ah Jin heard

(13).

When my rescue operation was discovered, I carried Xuan on my back and rushed towards the door.

The middle school student was small and had no chance to stop us.

He was probably very frightened, I think. After rushing outside, I ran wildly.

I only stopped and put Xuan down when I reached the foot of the mountain.

Only then did I smell the various scents on Xuan's body, and she probably realized it too, squatting down and sobbing.

"Shall I take you to get your injuries checked?" "..." I asked, but she just kept crying and shaking her head.

Finally, I stayed with her until dawn before secretly taking her back to my house to wash up.

Afterwards, although we spent a lot of time and reviewed countless surveillance videos from nearby businesses

, Xuan still didn't have the courage to report it to the police.

During this period, I became, to some extent, her emotional support.

Xuan always told me that time heals all wounds.

About three years ago, we lost contact, perhaps because Xuan wanted to cut ties with

the past. Although Xuan and I didn't end up together, the incident itself and what she started telling me afterward

still deeply impacted me in my memories, and of course, it did for Xuan

as well. After that, she became very afraid of high school students and found it difficult to have relationships.

But in any case, when Xuan was willing to face herself and personally recount this memory,

it largely meant that Xuan had been able to let go, I think

. -end-

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