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In the deserted park at midnight 

In the deserted park at midnight


Author: Unknown
Layout: Beauty Killer
Word Count: 3986


After graduating from high school, I entered a prestigious university. That year, the university's admission system was reformed, resulting in
a sudden influx of female students. However, the number of male and female dormitories was not adjusted accordingly, so
the supply very tight, and the number of dormitories allocated to us girls was very small. Although I didn't live near the university,
I didn't live too far either, so I didn't get a dormitory assignment for three years of university.

I could barely manage in the first two years, but it became unbearable in the final year. The coursework was particularly busy in my final year,
so I rented a room in a tenement building near the university with three girls from other departments. This made going to and from school much more convenient
.

One night in mid-April, I was studying at school and didn't get home until about 11:30.
The area where we lived was relatively safe, but I usually tried to avoid going home late at night. After all, I was just a vulnerable girl,
especially at my age, which made me easy prey for perverts. But that night, I had no choice.
I was studying with my classmates at school, and even though it was late, they wouldn't let me leave early.

Actually, I was already quite careful because it was an old area with old streetlights and very poor lighting. For
safety, I specifically chose to walk on main roads. As I approached my building, I saw a few people
sitting in the open space in front of the building, drinking beer and making a lot of noise. It was obvious they were spoiled brats who didn't go to school.
Perhaps hearing my footsteps, two or three of them looked over. Even from a distance, I felt
a chill run ; I felt those eyes staring at me with ill intent, and I felt terrified. After a moment's thought, I
turned and left, too afraid to return.

They might just be idle loafers, but they could also be lecherous predators. Perhaps I
was being a bit neurotic, but molestation, even rape, is a woman's worst nightmare, especially when there are several of them
, so I had to be cautious.

I thought I'd wait ten or twenty minutes until they'd had their fill of drinking and making a scene and naturally dispersed. But I couldn't wander around
aimlessly , because it was all dark and gloomy, and any corner could harbor a pervert lurking, ready to
pounce on their prey at any moment.

Luckily, a dessert shop nearby was still open, so I ate and watched TV there until
it closed at midnight. I figured the gang must have left by now, so I paid
and left .

Before returning to my apartment building, I observed from a distance. The gang was indeed gone;
there wasn't a soul around, only a few beer bottles on the ground. So I walked over with peace of mind. Just as I was about to
unlock the iron gate at the building entrance, I heard a strange noise behind me.
Before someone grabbed me from behind, gagged me, and then grabbed my arms from both sides. That wasn't all;
another person appeared in front of me, bent down, grabbed my ankles, and pulled me up by my legs. The four of them held me hostage like that
, lifting me up and taking me away.

I immediately knew what was happening. Several boys were holding a single woman hostage late at night. Were
they going to take her out for a late-night snack? Of course, they might just be taking me to a secluded place to rob me,
but my woman's intuition told me that something even worse was about to happen to me.

I struggled and twisted my limbs in terror, but with them holding me like that, it was all
in vain. All I could see was the person holding my legs. Good heavens! He looked only
fourteen or fifteen, yet he was kidnapping someone in the street. He had dyed blond hair and a foul face. The other three
were probably the same kind of people, maybe even the same gang of juvenile delinquents from before. I
thought but I still ended up falling into their clutches.

Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine because I remembered there were eight or nine of them. What if
I this whole group… I couldn't even imagine it; I almost fainted. But I couldn't
give up. I had to think hard; maybe there was a way for me to escape.

With such a large group, escape was impossible. I thought I should try to shout, hoping
someone passing by would hear me. But then I realized that wasn't a good idea. Few people came and went in this area after nightfall, and
they would definitely take me to a more secluded place, where no one would likely hear my cries.

Although I had stopped struggling, I could still feel them walking
unsteadily , and I could smell the strong odor of beer emanating from them. I thought they were probably drunk when they did this impulsive
thing. Perhaps I could try to persuade them not to do such a beastly thing. I needed to use
words to bring them to their senses, to remind them of the serious crime of gang rape.

They were going to carry me to the nearby park. They put me down on a bench in the park, and I
took the opportunity to peek around. Luckily, I didn't see any of their accomplices waiting.

The hand covering my mouth was released. Just as I was about to speak, my mouth was gagged again with a strip of cloth, and they tied my hands with
rope . I didn't have a chance to say a single word. But I didn't give up. Even with
my mouth gagged, I still managed to make weak "hmm" sounds.

Finally, they responded to my cries, but instead of listening to what I wanted to say, they
slapped me a few times.

"You bitch! Still trying to resist!" They assumed I was going to scream, so of course they wouldn't untie the cloth strips.

I didn't know what else to do but accept reality.

The three sluts held my head down and pressed down on my upper body, making me unable to move. Six hands groped my
body . Some touched my hair, face, and neck; some rubbed my breasts through my clothes; some
touched my private parts through my skirt; and one hand touched my thigh under my skirt.

The blond slut who grabbed my feet took off my shoes and started groping
from upwards. From my calves to my thighs, he simply lifted up my long skirt completely.

I felt a slight unease from them, probably because they saw my white panties. The blond slut
tried to take off my panties. I kicked my legs wildly, trying to close them again, but they were forcibly pulled apart by the others
, followed by a "ripping" sound as my underwear tore.

The blond-haired stinky guy lightly brushed my pubic hair with his fingers, sending waves of itchiness through my genitals, like the sensation I felt during masturbation.
I felt... But now, this shameless man was arousing that feeling, and I felt ashamed.

As I tried to resist this strange physical sensation with my reason, I suddenly couldn't help but
cry out "Ah!" through my sealed lips, because a sharp pain came from my lower body, as if something had entered
my body. I tried to get up to look, but my body was still pinned down, though I could lift my head a little.

The blond stinky guy was standing between my legs, his lower body pressed against the end of my thighs, needless to say, his penis
was already inside my vagina.

His arms were still holding my thighs, making thrusting motions. Seeing this, the others intensified their actions,
roughly tearing my floral short-sleeved shirt open from the collar, forcibly pulling off my bra,
rubbing my breasts with their palms, pinching my nipples, roughly playing with my upper body, grabbing my
head, and forcibly kissing my face.

After a while, the man who raped me ejaculated inside me, then weakly withdrew, allowing
another man to take over.

"Oh, so she's a college student."

They must have found my student ID in my wallet.

"Really? She's so hairy down there, she must be a slutty college student, hehe."

No~ I'm an innocent girl, not some slutty college student~ (Later, I accidentally saw in the newspaper that
"Slutty College Student" was the name of a pornographic film.)

"No, when I raped her, her vagina was so narrow and tight, it really felt like a virgin, it made my
penis feel suffocated."

"Hehe, after what you did to me, am I still a virgin?"

My originally pure and innocent body was not only defiled, but also verbally abused by them, it was truly
unbearable , but I couldn't help but endure it.

After the four of them took turns raping me, in addition to the severe pain in my genitals, the other
parts also felt swollen and painful.

Although they were just teenagers, their methods and behavior were extremely brutal, a true sign of the decline of morality.

However, even more heinous things were yet to come.

After satisfying their lust, I thought I could finally escape, but the blond slut wanted to "
go for it again ." I felt something soft hovering at the entrance of my vagina; he wanted to insert his penis into my genitals, but
failed many times.

I had already been gang-raped by four men, so being raped again wouldn't make
much difference. However, I was still grateful that he was willing but unable, preventing me from being humiliated again.

But he didn't give up easily. Finally, he seemed a little impatient, and even untied the gag in my mouth,
putting his penis to my lips, wanting me to suck it.

How could I do such a filthy thing? Although he kept pressing the soft penis against my lips,
I refused to open my mouth.

Even just the surface of my lips touching his penis made me feel nauseous; if I actually put that thing
in my mouth, I believe I would feel nauseous for three days and three nights.

"Miss, please have mercy and give him a blowjob! Otherwise, his little brother won't be able to hold his head up, hehehe
!" one of them said. On the surface, he was pleading for my friend, but actually, he was mocking blond-haired stinky guy's
erection.

This was terrible for me. These kids were very concerned about their reputation, especially when it came to sexual prowess, and they wouldn't
tolerate being ridiculed or looked down upon. blond-haired stinky guy, enraged, reached for my genitals, grabbed my
pubic hair , and asked me fiercely, "Are you going to refuse a toast only to suffer a forfeit?"

I shook my head again, and he pulled hard, tearing my pubic hair out.

I let out a weak scream, but then received a slap and had my mouth covered by another person.

"Don't make a sound, do you want to die?!"

Actually, I didn't want to scream, but having my pubic hair plucked like this was unbearably painful. "Oh! Oh! Oh!"
I screamed several more times, and the blond stinky guy went crazy, relentlessly plucking my pubic hair until...

I don't know if his hand got tired... or if he had plucked all my pubic hair... before he stopped.

Then he walked away, and I thought he had vented his anger and wouldn't do anything crazy to hurt me again
, right?

But then I heard his footsteps approaching again. Although my mouth was tightly covered, I
could still barely turn my head, and I saw the blond stinky guy with a fierce look in his eyes walking towards me with a beer bottle in his hand...

I thought he was going to smash my head through with the beer bottle, and his companion probably thought so too, so I tried to
grab him and told him "Don't do anything reckless," "Don't kill anyone."

He coldly replied, "Don't worry, I won't kill anyone. But this pretty lady
is so arrogant and refuses to serve me, so I'll have to teach her a lesson."

Hearing his words, I breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt uneasy again, thinking that this so-called "
lesson " was no simple matter.

He spread my legs wide open, and I still felt a throbbing pain in my lower body. My legs were also weak and sore, and
I couldn't close them to resist.

Although my private parts were numb with pain, I could still feel a thick, cold, hard object being inserted into my body.
A , ten times worse than the pain of deflowering…

I suddenly realized: that shameless scoundrel had picked up a discarded beer bottle on the street and used it to
penetrate my delicate place…

I dared not imagine it anymore, but the terrifying image lingered in my mind: a homeless man on the street
sucking on a beer bottle… the discarded beer bottle was covered in ants,
and occasionally cockroaches and rats crawled by… the remaining beer in the bottle, along with the homeless man's saliva on the rim, flowed out
and into my vagina… small insects from inside and outside the beer bottle crawled along the tender flesh of my vagina, deep inside me…

scoundrel thrust the beer bottle violently inside me, muttering, “Watch me smash your stinking cunt
! Anyway, I can't have it… I won't leave it for anyone else…”


[The End]

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