The heinous rape has finally ended.

Although a year has passed since the nightmare, and our family has moved from that wretched bungalow into
a new house provided by the school, my mood hasn't changed as I expected. That heart-wrenching scene
still haunts me every day. I've thought about seeing a psychologist, but how could I face anyone and open my mouth?

Recently, I've turned to the internet, sharing my frustrations with many people I can't meet—perhaps this is my
way of finding relief…

It was early summer last year. My wife and I were taking a walk in the square in front of the park after dinner. My wife got into the spirit and started
dancing with some people. She was dressed casually that day, wearing a loose tank top
and tight-fitting stretchy shorts. She was 35 years old, but her shapely, full figure and dazzlingly fair skin
made her incredibly charming! That's how we got into trouble

…

Suddenly, my wife rushed up to me, demanding we go home immediately. She said two hooligans were harassing her, trying to
take her to a dance hall, and had even pulled and groped her.

I sensed something was wrong and quickly pulled my wife home. But as soon as we entered the house, the two thugs on
bicycles followed us. They barged into the house, aggressive and threatening, hurling insults.

One thug was tall, the other short, both with menacing faces.

My daughter is twelve years old and in school. My wife and I immediately moved outside to confront
them, so as not to disturb her.

Once in the alley, the two thugs, clearly drunk, continued to loudly demand
that go dancing with them, arguing that otherwise, we were disrespecting them and our whole family would suffer.

The alley was full of neighbors, and because we were only temporarily staying there while waiting to move back, we rarely
contacted anyone. People probably only knew us as teachers. "Saving face" became our
shared .

Despite my objections, my wife agreed to go with them, hoping to escape our predicament.

Looking back now, I realize how weak and easily bullied I was, a crucial point I still can't forgive myself for
.

The two scoundrels left with my wife on a bicycle. I went inside and made up stories to coax my daughter into finishing her homework and
going to sleep. But it was very late, and my daughter, missing her mother, refused to sleep. I had no choice but to hold her and whisper sweet nothings to her like I would to
a child , until she gradually fell asleep.

Perhaps I was too engrossed in my performance, putting on a show for my child, and I drifted off to sleep myself.

I woke up suddenly; it was past midnight. I hurriedly put on a coat and went outside to look around.
The wind felt very cold that night. I shivered as I walked to the small road outside the alley. It was quiet and deserted. I didn't
know whether to go east or west, so I just wandered back and forth, thinking that even the dance halls should be
closed ...

Around 2 a.m., I heard the sound of a bicycle in the distance. It was coming back; sure enough, those two bastards had
returned with my wife. The short guy riding alone in front saw me waiting by the roadside, jumped off his bike, and slapped
me twice while hurling insults. Caught off guard, I could only run
towards my wife.

She was head down, silent. A strong sense of foreboding washed over me, and it
was quickly and cruelly confirmed.

The short thug who hit me shook his head and said, "Just now, your wife got
fucked by us two brothers. We took turns fucking her several times..."

My mind went blank, almost completely blank...

"But it was too dark, so we didn't get to fuck her properly. We've already arranged with your wife for the night after tomorrow. We'll come to your house
... We're all just out of prison, all brothers. If you don't behave, your
daughter won't be any better off. I bet she's all grown up by now. Hahaha."

Faced with this incredibly vicious thug, I simply didn't have the courage to fight back.

Good heavens! As far as I know, my wife has only been with me since she was my student, and she lost her
virginity to me before she even graduated.

At that moment, all I could do was whisper to the thugs, trying to deceive myself, "If you keep going like this,
I'll have no choice but to fight to the death."

The short thug pulled my wife close in front of me and said, "Ah, ha,
but your wife's skin is so good, so sexy, hey... it's dark now, if we did it in the light it
would be amazing, right? Ah, ha, ha... but we're only in our twenties, your wife is definitely over thirty,
we can't always be your gigolos, right?... I'm a man of my word, I fucked your wife
so many times just now, ha, ha, ha... my dick hurts, woo, ha... we'll rest
tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, we'll come to your house and have one last good time. If you dare to mess with us, even if we go back
in, you won't get away with it!"

As he spoke, he actually reached into my wife's shorts and grabbed her buttocks.

Then he continued, "Brother, think about it, your wife has already been
fucked by us over and over again, so one or two more times won't make a difference. It'll be peaceful for your family..."

My wife was clearly completely subdued by them, submitting without any resistance.

I don't know where this surge of street smarts came from, but I grabbed my wife and said to them, "Fine!

If you're not men, and you come back to harass us after tomorrow, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Actually, I just wanted to end this nightmare as soon as possible. I
didn't even know how "ruthless" I was to them.

...

Back home, my wife cried silently, sobbing as she washed her filthy body and clothes. I
silently helped her. What could I say? I didn't blame her at all. After all, the thugs had
forcibly dragged her away in front of me. As a man, I had also failed in my duty.

Once in bed, I held her tightly and gently asked, "Did they hit you?"

My wife shook her head.

For some reason, I was still curious about the details, so I asked her, "Did they do anything you couldn't
accept ?"

Silence.

"Like what kind of perverted behavior?" I asked again after a while.

My wife still didn't react immediately.

I said again, "This determines whether we have to fight them to the death!"

This time, my wife responded, "They might kill without blinking an eye!"

"If they're very rough with you, then we can't do anything about it!" I pressed for
details .

"No. Anyway, I was being bullied, and I had no choice."

Pause...

"They just changed positions in front and back, nothing else..."

"They just forced me to put their thing in my mouth, and told me they wiped it with their clothes..."

"I didn't want them to ejaculate in my mouth, and they really didn't."

She stopped talking.

I asked again, "Why did it last so long?"

My wife seemed to have overcome her inhibitions: "They're still young! They can do it many times. At first,
they ejaculated as soon as they penetrated, but later they could last a long time. There was a period when they made me stand up, and then
they touched and licked me from all sides, and even made me sit on them, just like that, not moving much. I
urged them to go home several times, but they always said they would leave after this..."

I asked, "Where did they take you?"

"It was next to the overpass construction site, there were a lot of cement slabs, and no one was around. It seemed like they planned it all along
, they just took me there. At first, I didn't want to, but they threatened me, saying that even if they killed me, no one could solve the case.
Also, they said they had their eyes on our daughter, that they just wanted to have sex with plump, white virgins. I was so scared that I couldn't do anything
..."

Okay, I don't want to hear anymore! We still need to seriously talk about what will happen the day after tomorrow!

My wife said that for our daughter's safety, we should just endure this disaster. Anyway, they've already abused us,
and I'm already this old, they can't keep bothering us. Finally, we decided
to send our daughter to , and then move or hide all the valuables in the house to avoid losing both her and our money. After they arrived
, I also planned to go out and find a place to wait until everything was over.

...

After enduring those two anxious days, the agreed-upon night finally arrived.

Just as it got dark, a strange man suddenly came into the house. He was also in his twenties, short and
thin like a monkey, with shifty eyes, clearly a petty thug. He didn't knock, and to
avoid disturbing the neighbors, we didn't open the door while waiting for them. He went straight into the house, saying he was looking for "Xiao
Dong" and asking if this was "Xiao Dong's" house; but before we could answer, he started running around inside and outside the house.
We realized that this was an outpost for those two thugs! Thank goodness, if we had called the police, we might not have been able
to catch those two bad guys on the spot. It turned out they had planned this carefully; they were quite professional criminals.

I was terrified.

I saw my wife was terrified too. She said to the skinny guy, "We haven't called the police. We'll be done with it once they stop bothering us from
today onwards. But if they come again, we'll definitely call the police."

The skinny guy stared at us for a while, then took out his phone and called his accomplice in. A moment later, the two
thugs I'd been wanting to tear to pieces rushed in.

They immediately locked the door. I said, "Don't lock the door! I have to get out! Get your
buddy out with me!"

All three of them laughed. "Brother! Don't joke around. If you leave, we'll be waiting for you to bring
the police to arrest us! Let me tell you, if you dare step out of this room tonight, we'll kill your
wife right now! You believe me?!"

I believed them! They'd been drinking before coming, and they all seemed impulsive and even more aggressive.
But God, that meant I had to be home too! I had to witness all of this! And then, today there was this
even more disgusting creature, neither human nor monkey. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that this skinny monkey was missing a large part of one
ear , as if it had been burned off. No way! They've broken their original agreement!

I don't know where I got the courage, but I shouted, "This is wrong of you! I originally thought it would just be the two of
you , since you've already done *that* to me, but today there's another one. Isn't that just making my wife suffer
another humiliation?! If you keep pushing your luck like this, then we'll all die!"

Whether from tension or excitement, my heart was pounding, and my voice became incredibly hoarse. But
the skinny monkey was even more ferocious. He ran to the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, grabbed my collar, and pressed the cleaver against my
neck: "I'll fucking kill you first!"

Then, he said viciously, "I risked my life to come here today to fuck people!
Even if I kill you two first, I'll still rape your wife's corpse!"

The cleaver was chillingly cold.

The tall, taciturn thug chimed in, "Let me tell you, brother, this kid's willing
to cut off people's ears, you'd better not mess with him!"

I was sure he meant it.

The skinny guy continued, "Listen up, old man, if you mess with me again tonight, I'll take a knife, not
an ear !"

With that, he slammed the cleaver onto the concrete floor.

I shuddered.

My wife, her voice trembling with tears, said, "What kind of reasoning is this?!"

The short, always-talking thug bent down, picked up the cleaver, and grinned, "Brother,
this little bastard has no other hobbies than women. Don't let his skinny frame fool you, his dick
is unusually big, twice the size of mine. Haha. He's risking his life for us just for this.

Ah ha. I'm telling you, if anyone tries to stop him from fucking a woman… ah, I won't say what the consequences will be. Ah…
" "

I know, it's all in vain, those things are inevitable." I was truly terrified. I
firmly believed that if they did anything to displease them again, at best we would be harmed, and worse…

The short, thug who was the main character was pulling the skinny guy with one hand and pushing my wife with the other towards the inner room,
turning , “Brother, stay in the outer room and don’t cause trouble!”

This was a suite; the inner room had a double bed, and the outer room had my daughter’s single bed and a dining area.
Tables, etc. When my wife was led into the inner room by three thugs, she begged them to close the door between the inner and outer rooms,
but refused: "You want your husband to run away?! What can he do if he hears?! Doesn't he know what fucking is?!

We want him to watch! Hahaha..."

It felt like several taut strings were ringing in my head! I could only slump onto
my daughter 's bed. The door to the inner room was right next to my ear, and the voices inside were as clear as if they were right next to me...

It was that short thug talking again: "You idiot, you're so lucky today! Look, this is your favorite
woman! White and fat, big tits, big ass..." It sounded like he was talking to the skinny guy.

"Come on, don't move! I told you not to move! Stand still!" He was ordering my wife.

I heard my wife's elastic-waisted outer pants and inner shorts being pulled down together, you know,
the sound of the elastic band of pants and shorts hitting her thighs.

Then, "slap," "slap," "slap," "slap," those were definitely the sounds of slapping my wife's already
exposed buttocks... A few more strings tightened in my head!

"Come on, come on, look at this big ass, fuck, it's so fucking white..."

"slap," "slap."

"How about it? I guessed right! Touch it, touch it, it's really smooth..." the short bastard
shouted excitedly.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ha, so white! This kind of stuff is rare, fuck, this big ass, come on,
come on, let me kiss it first." the skinny monkey yelled wildly.

"Suck," "suck," "suck," "suck," "hmm," "hmm," "hmm," "hmm," "hmm," "

fuck, not much pubic hair, this big fat cunt..."

"Come on, come on, strip naked, strip naked."

It wasn't just his wife's clothes being stripped off, but also the sounds of thugs taking off their clothes.

"Fuck your mother, how come your dick is so big today! Fuck, it's
bigger than when you fuck prostitutes, hey, hey, hey, big sister, look at this, it's enough to make you feel good, isn't it! Ha, ha, ha..." The short guy
pointed at the skinny monkey and lewdly laughed.

"Boss, I can't hold it in anymore!" the skinny monkey pleaded.

"Fuck, I'll let you fuck first, anyway, we fucked her several times that day."

"Hey, don't, just stand there and fuck, fucking her big ass from behind is so much more fun!"

Obviously, that damned short thug was directing everything: "You fucking can't even get it in,
you fucking stupid! Come on, I'll fuck you, why isn't she wet yet, you, don't just grab, lick her nipples,...
use your fingers to dig... okay! She's getting wet now! Fuck her!!! Your fucking dick is too big, hey—okay!"

I heard my wife let out a very slight moan, obviously, she was trying her best to hold back so I wouldn't hear,
but even that slight moan was all too familiar to me, it meant she had already... The strings in my brain
continued to increase! Tighten again!!!

Immediately, I heard "tap," "tap," "tap," "tap," rapid sounds of flesh colliding.

"This old woman's cunt is so tight! Ah, ah, ah, ah, so good!" came the skinny guy's voice.

My wife's moans were still being suppressed, but I could still hear
the sounds coming from deep within her body amidst the sounds of flesh colliding. I gripped my hair tightly, forced to listen. After a while, something seemed to be stuffed into
my wife 's mouth. I knew what it was, and at the same time, I could hear two thugs
simultaneously growling "Ah," "Ah," "Ah."

It seemed like only three to five minutes had passed when, "Fuck, I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum inside her cunt!"

"Ah—" "Ah—" "Ah—"

It was that skinny guy! Venting his bestial lust…

I imagined that filthy, disgusting bastard, who had shot his equally filthy semen into my
wife's vagina, possibly even into her uterus, and then into her abdominal cavity, where it would remain inside her for a long time…

“Fuck you, pull it out now! You think you're fucking a dog's cunt?! I'm still holding my dick and
waiting!!!” the short guy urged.

A moment later, there were more “thud,” “thud,” “thud,” “thud,” “thud,” sounds of flesh colliding, the rhythm different from
before ; it was the short guy again.

“Damn it, your big dick has loosened me up, it's not as tight as that night,” the short guy
complained .

I don't know what they were doing, but with something in her mouth, my wife made
a sound of resistance, or rather, disagreement.

“No!” my wife’s voice! She shouted impatiently after spitting out what was in her mouth.

“Slap!” “Slap!” My heart skipped a beat; they were hitting my wife! Most likely, on her buttocks.

"Behave yourself!"

"Ha, ha, ha, yes! Yes! Yes! It's tight here! It's tight here!" Skinny Monkey cheered.

"Buddy, you jump back! Make her lie down! Make her lie down!" Shorty kept giving orders.

What are they doing?!

I subconsciously stuck my head out and glanced into the inner room—it was
the scene that had recurred in my nightmares over the past year!

There were four people in the room, including my wife, all completely naked. My wife was kneeling on the edge
of the bed , being driven to crawl into the bed. In her anus, yes, I saw it right, the fluorescent light was very bright,
and the villain's penis was inserted into her anus. The short villain who always talked was sodomizing my wife. His body
was bumpy and dark.

Sitting in front of my wife was a tall, pale-faced, and quiet young man, legs spread wide, his erect
penis pointing directly at her face. He was also moving towards the inside of the bed. With one hand
, he was wiping his genitals with my pillowcase, while the other was kneading my wife's buttocks. My wife's pristine body was being
entangled by three naked, ugly demons!

"Hey! That guy's watching!" the tall, pale-faced man shouted, noticing me.

The skinny guy darted into the outer room, grabbed me by the collar, and dragged me back inside. I immediately pulled back,
struggling against him.

My wife also shouted in my direction, "Don't look!"

But the skinny guy continued to yell at me, "I told you to go in and see! You dare disobey!"

At this moment, the shorter man spoke from the inner room, "Brother, if you don't want to see, don't force him! I'll fuck your mother! "
"Would you like to watch then?"

"Heh, heh, heh," the tall guy chuckled in agreement.

The skinny guy stopped insisting, but he pervertedly brandished his filthy member in front of me, saying, "I'm going to
fuck your wife ten times tonight! Later, I'll fuck her asshole too! Look, isn't my thing big?! Ah, hahaha
..."

I didn't want to watch, but instinctively I lowered my eyelids and glanced at this monster! His body was as thin as a rake,
extremely withered and small, but his penis was surprisingly large. Although he had just satisfied
his lust , and his penis was drooping, you could still see that it was as big as a donkey's.

"Hey! I'm asking you! Have you ever fucked your wife's asshole?" "The skinny monkey's lewd voice asked me.

I ignored him! But in my heart, I was thinking, I've never actually done that before! Our sex life
is very bland, infrequent, and without any variety, let alone doing that kind of thing.

Seeing that I ignored him, the skinny monkey suddenly went crazy again. He grabbed my hair and shoved my head against
the door. I was already weak from a long-term heartbeat and had no strength to resist.
My scalp was being pulled, and I couldn't close my eyes. I was forced to watch the scene in the room...

My wife was lying on the bed with her legs spread apart. Perhaps it was to cooperate with the sodomy being performed on her, her buttocks
were slightly raised, and the short man was lying on top of my wife, while my wife... " He was vigorously raping my
wife , his dark, dirty body a stark contrast to her smooth, white skin.

As the assailant's buttocks thrust backward, I could see his erect, dark penis connecting to
the center of my wife's white buttocks. This image lingered in my mind for a long time afterward, frozen in time and replayed in slow motion.

My wife's head was tilted to the lower left, resting on the tall man's left thigh, directly towards me.
I could clearly see the tall assailant's penis in her mouth. I could only conclude that my wife was being
forced ; she knew resistance was futile. She cooperated, diligently shaking her head and swallowing
. He licked the equally pale penis with the tip of his tongue. This kind of oral sex was something I hadn't done in a long time,
back when I was younger, sometimes when my wife was menstruating, or sometimes on a whim.

The tall guy didn't shout immediately when he saw me this time, he just grinned lewdly. The short guy noticed this,
turned his head, looked at me, bared his teeth, and thrust into my wife even harder, smugly... My wife finally
realized something was wrong, abruptly spat out the penis from her mouth, turned her head and saw me!

Our eyes met for what seemed like only a fraction of a second, but that look was filled with terror, humiliation, and helplessness.
I had never seen that look in her eyes again. To everyone's surprise,
a loud scream erupted, followed by a sudden, convulsive jerk as she darted from under the assailant to the far end of the bed, hiding her head behind
the taller man .

Everyone, including myself, was stunned! The most insidious and vicious short man was the first
to react . He slapped my wife twice hard across the backside as she bent over towards him, then forcefully pulled her body over
and pounced on her. My wife struggled with her legs, but the short man punched her
hard . She gasped in pain, struggling to breathe, her body too weak to resist.

At that moment, I couldn't help but cry out, instinctively screaming, "Don't resist! Don't resist!" "

The short man's penis seemed to still be covered in his wife's feces, a dark yellowish-black color, but it still stood erect.
This vicious thug didn't care about hygiene at all, and immediately thrust his penis
into my wife's vagina, then began to thrust even faster.

At this moment, the skinny guy was also very pleased with his masterpiece, and he pulled my hair even harder, forcibly dragging me
to the bedside in the inner room. I had no choice but to kneel on the ground, my eyes only about a foot away from the junction of the thug's penis and my wife's
vagina My wife's legs were pressed down on both sides of her body by the short man's arms,
her lower body maximally accommodating the thug's rape." Lewd.

I watched pornographic videos a few times with classmates when I was young, but only a few times. I stopped appreciating
things I found filthy and disgusting. What I was seeing was clearly
a replay , but the protagonist was my wife!

The short man's movements didn't stop until he ejaculated deep inside my wife's vagina…

After a long while, the short man finally pulled out his wicked thing, leaving the sheets filthy.

Looking at the disgusting black, yellow, and white liquid flowing from my wife's vagina,
the tall man complained, "Damn it, you fucked her cunt like this, how am I supposed to fuck her?!"

"Come on! Woman, make me cum with your mouth first!" "The tall man commanded his wife.

She stopped resisting and deliberately avoided looking at me, turning over to resume giving the tall thug oral sex.
The tall man stared at me, smug.

After a while, he became more aroused, and his wife noticed, switching to using her hand to stroke the thug's
penis up and down. The tall man lightly slapped his wife's head, pressing her head down. His wife
timidly said, 'You didn't…'

The tall man interrupted loudly, 'You motherfucker, today I'll make you eat my semen!'

After a while, the tall man finally ejaculated in his wife's mouth. His wife waited until she
had swallowed all his semen before daring to spit out his penis. Then she turned her head towards the edge of the bed on my side, trying to
spit the filth in her mouth onto the floor, but the tall man grabbed her head, forcing her to swallow his semen. His wife had no choice but to comply
…

The heinous rape was finally over!"

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