The Desert Library's Ten Scenic Spots: Side Story - "The Little Maid"

This post was last edited by icemen00 on 2014-8-16 21:59. Little 　　Maid 　　( Part 1

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=== ... 　　Three men and one woman were chatting and laughing nearby. A maid was wiping the sweat from one of the middle-aged scholars with a handkerchief, not because of the heat, but because he had just drunk wine and was sweating profusely. A young woman beside them said , "Ping'er, hurry up, it's getting dark." The maid who was cleaning up the mess replied softly, "Yes , Madam." She quickly wrapped up all the items. 　　The scholar, his eyes glazed with drunkenness, laughed, "Good, good! We've had our fill today, we don't need to come for three days ." A fellow scholar beside him chuckled, "Brother Song, you've had your fun, but we brothers are still a little unsatisfied. Brother Song , we can never tire of looking at your two lovely young ladies. If you're not going boating on the lake tomorrow, how about we borrow them to keep you company while you drink?" The scholar surnamed Song chuckled, and the maidservant wiping his sweat beside him giggled, saying sweetly, "Master Zhang loves to bully people, we won't stand for it. Ping'er, Master will probably be drunk all day when he gets back. Master Zhang is coming tomorrow, don't let him trick you!" Ping'er blushed and whispered, "Cuixiang, stop talking nonsense!" A quick glance revealed Master Zhang looking at her with a smile, and she panicked, quickly lowering her head. 　　This young maid, Ping'er, was sixteen years old. Originally from Suzhou, she was a well-bred young lady. Three years ago , due to her family's decline, she drifted to Hangzhou and was taken in by a family surnamed Song, becoming their maid. The scholar was the head of the family, Song Shangqian, and the young woman beside him was Madam Song. Another maid, Cuixiang, was quite close to Ping'er. The Song family was wealthy, and Ping'er served her master and mistress diligently, leading a peaceful life . Although she was quiet and not as clever and charming as Cuixiang, Song Shangqian took good care of her, never letting her work too hard. Even though she was living under someone else's roof, Ping'er was very grateful to him. 　　Today, she was visiting West Lake with two of Song Shangqian's friends, the Zhang brothers, Zhang Hede and Zhang Hefang. Originally, while enjoying tea and wine under the willows and admiring the lake and mountains, Song Shangqian also invited a young gentleman surnamed Wen to join them. He was extremely handsome, and Ping'er was captivated by him. Later, after the young master Wen left the banquet, Song Shangqian and his entourage, drunk and unrestrained, laughed and joked. The Zhang brothers, in particular, became increasingly indecent towards Cuixiang, groping and fondling her with great pleasure. Ping'er, still a naive young girl, saw all this and, though blushing, could do nothing but silently serve them. 　　Now the banquet was over, and everyone began their journey home. The Zhang brothers, who had come from Suzhou to visit Song Shangqian, had been staying at the Song family's residence and were returning together. 　　Back at the Song residence, Ping'er and Cuixiang helped the tipsy Song Shangqian back to his room. Song Shangqian, swaying and shaking his head, was helped to sit down on the edge of the bed by the two women. Suddenly, he burst into laughter, grabbed Ping'er, and reached out to touch her chest. Ping'er trembled, startled, and quickly pushed him away, her face flushed as she stood up. Cui Xiang laughed, "Madam, look , Master is really drunk." Madam Song frowned secretly, waved her hand, and said, "You two can leave now, I'll take care of things here." 　　The two maids excused themselves and left. Ping'er patted her chest and exclaimed, "You scared me to death! Master is completely different when he's drunk." Cui Xiang giggled, "Oh, you're even shy! You've really never had a man touch you here before?" As she spoke, she quickly grabbed Ping'er's breast. 　　Ping'er jumped, quickly covering her chest with her hands, and glanced at Cui Xiang, saying somewhat unhappily, "Cui Xiang, I'm going to get angry if you touch me like that." Cui Xiang laughed, "Alright, alright, Miss! If you were really a rich young lady, I wouldn't dare touch you!" 　　Ping'er remained silent, only smiled helplessly, and returned to the maids' quarters with Cui Xiang. She sat before an old bronze mirror, sighing inwardly, thinking, "If my parents were still alive, how could I be such a lowly maid?" 　　Gazing at her reflection, she saw a sweet and delicate face; though the features were somewhat blurred, it didn't diminish her charm. Looking at her reflection, she saw a slender figure, her breasts quite full, surpassing those of girls her age. Looking down, she saw her hands were also soft and white, with slender, delicate fingers. Although she was hesitant to praise herself, she knew that men, given the chance, would certainly not hesitate to utter a word of praise upon seeing such a lovely girl. 　　She admired herself with a hint of happiness, shrugged at herself in the mirror, and thought to herself, "Oh well, it 's my destiny. Since I'm a maid, I'll just have to do it well. Master has always treated me well, so I shouldn't complain." 　　The door creaked open, and a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old walked into the room, smiling, "Cuixiang, Ping'er, you're back? Come, come, I just made some pastries and saved some for you. Does anyone want some?" Ping'er turned around, her face immediately beaming, and said, "Sister Chun, you've been secretly hiding pastries again? Be careful, or Madam will scold you!" Cuixiang laughed, "Madam loves Sister Chun so much, she won't scold her." The girl took out a small bag from her bosom and smiled, "You've been out with Master and the others all day, shouldn't you give me something? If Madam finds out, she'll only praise me, not scold me." Saying this, she opened the paper bag and distributed a few pastries to the two girls. 　　This girl was also a maid in the Song family, named Xiaochun. She was older than the other maids and favored by Madam Song, so the servants all called her Sister Chun. Sister Chun was beautiful and kind, and very popular with the servants. For Ping'er, she was her best friend in the Song family; they chatted and laughed together perfectly. 　　The three maids shared pastries and chatted casually. Sister Chun said, "Ping'er, what were you doing looking in the mirror just now ? You were swaying back and forth, what's wrong?" Ping'er blushed and lowered her head, smiling, "Nothing. " Cuixiang smiled, "Sister Chun, you don't know, today we went boating on the lake, and Master invited a young lady..."

"Young Master Qing is here, and he's so handsome!" Ping'er's eyes widened the moment she saw him, and she showered him with flattery
. "I just looked in the mirror; I guess I need to dress up a bit. Next time I see him, then..." she said
, pursing her lips but unable to suppress a smile. Chun Jie gave an "oh" and smiled knowingly as well.

Ping'er quickly denied it, exclaiming, "Cui Xiang, you...you...don't talk nonsense! I didn't do that! Besides,
didn't you pour wine for Young Master Wen first?" Cui Xiang said, "Oh, that's what Master asked me to pour. Unlike others
, who say things like, 'Young Master Wen, you've finished your tea, shall I heat up another pot for you?' or '
Young Master Wen, shall I trim your nails for you?' Oh dear, I've known you for three years, and I've never seen
you trim the nails for Master or Madam!" She giggled as she spoke.

Ping'er blushed crimson to her ears and cried out, "I...I...I just thought that
if his nails were shorter, it would be easier for him to play the zither. Hey, you heard it too, didn't you? How well Young Master Wen plays the zither!" Cui Xiang laughed
, "Yes, yes! He plays the zither beautifully, and he's gentle and refined, a young talent. I bet you were smitten at first sight
."

Ping'er was about to speak again when Chun Jie nodded and smiled, "Is that so? Good, Ping'er, you've
grown up, you're thinking about men now!" Ping'er blushed even more and said hastily, "Chun Jie, if you say that,
isn't that just bullying me?" Chun Jie laughed, "That's not how it works. You're not a child anymore.
What's wrong with thinking about men? Anyway, we servants just think about it and forget about it. What else can we do?"

Hearing this, Ping'er fell silent. She was already sixteen years old, and recently her body had developed,
and she felt a strange sensation all over her body. When she saw young men, she would occasionally have wild thoughts, and her body
would feel uneasy. Sometimes, her groin would feel damp and hot, harboring a strange, restless desire.
She began to yearn for men, fantasizing about one day becoming intimate and devoted to her dream lover.

However, she was just a lowly maid. What could she do? Song Shangqian had no children, and the servants in his household
were either old men or rough men doing odd jobs. She had almost no opportunity to meet young men she liked
. No wonder she couldn't forget the young master Wen she had met during the day—she remembered his name was Wen Yuan—
it was perfectly understandable.

The room fell silent for a moment, then someone called from outside the door, "Sister Chun, Sister Chun, are you there
? Madam is looking for you."

Sister Chun stuck out her tongue and laughed, "You two eat slowly, I'm going to see Madam." Cui Xiang laughed, "Oh
, you're going to get scolded, aren't you?" Sister Chun pretended to throw a punch and laughed, "You're so glib! If I get scolded, you'll all be in
trouble too." Saying this, she straightened her clothes and quickly left the room.

Ping'er took a bite of the cake, chewing softly, thinking, "Men... I... I probably...
have no chance, right? I... I'm just a little maid..."

That night, Cui Xiang and Ping'er, tired from a long day, went to bed to rest. By candlelight,
Sister Chun's bed was empty. Ping'er felt something was off and asked, "Cuixiang, did you see
Chun-jie last night?" Cuixiang yawned and replied, "No, Master was probably quite drunk, and Madam asked her to look
after him."

Ping'er gave an "oh," and watching the flickering candlelight, she felt uneasy. She said, "Cuixiang, I
'll go find Chun-jie. If Chun-jie isn't here, I... I can't sleep well." Cuixiang gave a casual reply, seemingly exhausted
and already drifting off to sleep.

Ping'er took the candlestick, stepped out of the room, and headed towards the side room of Song Shangqian and his wife. Reaching the door, she
called softly, "Master, Madam!" She called several times, but there was no response; it seemed the couple had already gone to bed. She
called again, "Chun-jie, are you there?" There was still no answer. Ping'er scratched her cheek, thinking, "If she's not here,
then where did Chun-jie go?"

She went around to the main hall, but it was dark and deserted. Holding a candle, Ping'er slowly walked to the garden,
softly calling, "Sister Chun, Sister Chun!" The moonlight was like still water, and all was quiet; there was no sign of Sister Chun.

Ping'er grew anxious. She hurried along the path, circling to the east wing, but still didn't see Sister Chun.
She went to the west wing, but saw no one on the corridor either. She grew increasingly uneasy and was about to
search elsewhere when she suddenly heard a woman's voice: "Please, don't..."

The voice was quite faint, coming from behind the window of the wing, but Ping'er recognized it immediately—it was Sister Chun's voice
. Overjoyed, she quickly turned around and called out, "Sister Chun..." Suddenly, Sister Chun let out a high-pitched
moan, drowning out her cries. The moan was trembling and disoriented, a lascivious tone.

Ping'er froze for a moment, then was greatly shocked, feeling her heart pound violently, almost bursting out of her chest.
She steadied herself and pressed her ear against the crack in the window to listen. More and more lewd sounds entered her ears:

"Spread your legs a little wider...that's it, just like that..."
"No...no! Master Zhang...waaa...I...can't..."
"Little brother, look, this girl is really wet...hey, want to touch her?"
"Ah, ah...Second Master Zhang, no...waaa, ahh!" "Oh
, hehe, really good, quite tight...good little Chun, let Second Master pamper you..."
"Ugh...ugh! Hmm, hmm!"

For some reason, Chun's voice suddenly became muffled, but the tone was still intense, as if she was struggling. Ping'er heard it and her mind went
blank. She felt dizzy and almost fainted 　　from fright .

Little Maid (II)

=== ... 　　"Hiss... chuckle... hiss... sob... ooh, um!" 　　Ping'er had never heard such a sound before, nor could she imagine what was happening, but Chun Jie's sobbing made her heart pound with fear and anxiety. She swallowed hard, cautiously reaching out to gently pull open a crack in the window, closing one eye and peeking through. 　　Through the crack, she saw Zhang Zhide sitting on the edge of a large bed, his pants down, his clothes open. Chun Jie was dressed in rags, her lower body naked, her hands bound behind her back with a thick hemp rope, kneeling before him, sucking on his swollen, red penis, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth. Her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes glistening with...

Tears welled up, and her usual beautiful and elegant demeanor vanished, replaced by a
lust born of humiliation.

Zhang Zhifang squatted behind her, his lower body already naked. He repeatedly spread her legs apart
, admiring the glistening spring between her thighs, and exclaimed, "So beautiful and tender, and so
much water flowing... Brother, I won't be polite, I'll have to taste it first."

Zhang Zhide patted Chun Jie's head and said, "Go ahead if you want, but let's make it clear first, tomorrow
when it's the other girl's turn, I'll be the first to go." Zhang Zhifang laughed, "No problem." Saying this, he stood up
, weighed his penis between his legs, and slapped it on Chun Jie's full, high buttocks, laughing, "Little Chun
, your second master is here to pamper you, enjoy yourself, you'll have a good time!"

Chun Jie was both ashamed and anxious, her mature and graceful body twisting desperately, trying to escape her predicament. But
her hands were tied behind her back, and the other party was two big men, so she had no room to resist. Zhang Zhifang let out a
shout, grabbed Chun Jie's slender waist, and thrust in inch by inch, inserting his penis all the way to the root. He looked very comfortable
and sighed, "Good thing, really good thing! Tight and warm, it rubs so well, hehe, so good!" He
was enjoying himself immensely, but Chun Jie's body was trembling violently, tears streaming down her face from shame. Zhang Zhide hurriedly
pulled his penis out of her mouth, saying, "This girl almost bit me!"

Chun Jie struggled frantically, like a fish out of water, her snow-white naked body thrashing about,
whimpering and crying, "Get out...get out! Ah, ah ah...uh...gurgle...uh uh..." Suddenly
, Zhang Zhide grabbed her chin, and her moans were choked. Zhang Zhide held her chin with one hand
, and with the other, he stroked the object that had enjoyed Chun Jie's mouth several times. His body trembled, and a thick stream of white semen
shot into Chun Jie's mouth. Her pink tongue, protruding from her lips, was also forced to accept this filthy cleansing.

Zhang Zhide immediately covered Chun Jie's mouth, saying, "This is a gift from the master, swallow it!" Chun
Jie was choking back sobs when suddenly the semen rushed to her throat, its fishy smell making her want to vomit. But her mouth was covered, she couldn't
open it, and she couldn't spit it out, so she could only swallow it along with her saliva. As soon as she swallowed this precious thing,
tears streamed down Chun Jie's face again. Zhang Zhide didn't notice at all, only forcefully thrusting into her honeyed orifice,
continuously forcing out the love fluids within her.

"Hoo... ah, ah ha... ha..." Chun Jie groaned listlessly, her body swaying weakly
, slowly losing the will to resist, her groans gradually merging into a few soft moans. Zhang Zhifang continued thrusting,
laughing, "Brother, look, this little girl's about to get horny." Zhang Zhide lifted Chun Jie's upper body, ripped off her
clothes, and wantonly played with her plump breasts, kneading them again and again, laughing, "These breasts are so
big, look, this girl's a slut too, she should have gotten horny long ago..."

Chun Jie shook her head weakly, already sobbing uncontrollably. Although she tried to suppress her moans,
under the Zhang brothers' rape, the lewd feelings continued to expand, gradually permeating her body, making it difficult for her to suppress
.

Zhang Zhifang's thrusts became faster and faster, his body suddenly trembled, and he cried out, "I'm coming, I'm coming!"
He violently jerked Chun Jie's waist with both hands, shouting incoherently, and released his semen. Chun Jie let out a gasp,
her face flushed, and sweat poured down her back. When Zhang Zhifang pulled out his shrunken penis, Chun Jie
cried out again , her two labia, covered in sticky fluid, twitched slightly, and a few drops of moisture slowly trickled out.

Zhang Zhide pulled her onto the bed, positioned her on her back, and then pressed himself on top of her, laughing, "
My turn!" His penis hardened, and he eagerly thrust in. Chun Jie cried out in anguish, "No...
Uncle Zhang, please... please spare me... Ah, oh! Oh... oh..." Zhang Zhide ignored her
, burying his face in her legs and working hard, letting out a comfortable sigh, "What a slut, so
tight... Oh, oh oh..."

Zhang Zhifang, watching from the side, swallowed hard, regretting that he had ejaculated too quickly and hadn't fully enjoyed the pleasures of Chun Jie's body
. He was stroking his penis with his hand, preparing to get hard again later, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a flashing light.
He turned around and saw a crack in the window, with what appeared to be flickering firelight outside. Zhang Zhifang called out
, "Who is it?" He pulled up his pants to cover his lower body and hurried over to check. As soon as he opened the window and peered out, he
saw a small figure with candlelight, fleeing into the bushes in the yard. Zhang Zhide, still busy
, asked, "What's wrong?" Zhang Zhifang laughed, "A little maid came to peek." Zhang Zhide said "Oh
," and laughed, "Can you tell who it is? Tell Brother Song tomorrow, and we'll catch her to do some business."

As soon as Ping'er was discovered by Zhang Zhifang, she panicked and immediately fled. She ran all the way to the backyard, entered
a pavilion, and, due to extreme tension, was breathless and panting heavily. Her hands trembled as
she placed the candlestick on the stone table in the pavilion, then sat down on a bench beside it, her mind still a mess.

She composed herself slightly, thinking of the scene of Chun Jie being raped by the Zhang brothers; shame, fear, and confusion
all surged into her heart. Shameful that she couldn't help Chun Jie at all, and had simply fled; fearful
that Zhang Zhide and Zhang Zhifang might recognize her and try to harm her; and perplexed that
, for some reason, watching Chun Jie's beautiful body being ravaged, her full breasts deformed by fingers
, her crotch dripping with lustful fluid from a man's penis, her body slowly grew hot, as if
something was stirring between her legs. Ping'er's face flushed, thinking, "It feels
cool, is it wet? Is...is it from running too fast, sweating..."

The more she thought about it, the more she felt a wetness in her lower body, but it didn't feel like sweat
. Unable to contain her curiosity, she looked around, only to find nightfall and no one around. She took a deep breath,
loosened her belt, and slowly took off her skirt, letting it fall gently to her feet. Ping'er lifted her clothes and looked down
. She saw that beneath her sparse pubic hair, her two pink labia were slightly parted,
glistening with moisture. She gasped, a wave of shyness washing over her. "It's not
sweat," she thought, "what is this? Usually... even when I'm wet, it's not this much..."

Ping'er was still a young, innocent virgin, witnessing such
passionate incest for the first time, and the victim was her best friend. The shock was immense.
The lewd postures and sounds were deeply imprinted in her mind. These images
swirled in her mind, instantly making her dazed. Her right hand slowly rested on her wet petals,
gently stroking them.

Unaware that her body was already highly aroused, this touch stimulated her labia,
sending shivers down her spine. Ping'er couldn't help but cry out, "Ah, ah-ha!"

This pleasure was unprecedented; Ping'er immediately became immersed in it, rubbing her genitals even more excitedly
. She didn't know this was masturbation, nor did she realize a watchful gaze had appeared beside her. She continued to focus
on discovering pleasure in her private parts, frantically caressing her genitals.

However, Ping'er was, after all, a young girl inexperienced in matters of love and desire. Although her body was gradually becoming aroused, she didn't
know how to maximize her pleasure. After clumsily stroking her labia for a while, the initial intense
sensation gradually subsided. Ping'er, still unsatisfied, immediately became anxious, her fingers fiddling
with her moist labia, thinking, "What should I do? Should I... should I touch here? Or should I go in
a little further? But... but... it's a little scary..."

She was trying hard, slowly probing her finger into her vagina, when suddenly a dark shadow appeared, blocking the
candlelight on the table. Ping'er looked up and saw Song Shangqian standing before her, a slight smile on his face.
Startled awake, she was instantly overcome with shame and hurriedly withdrew her hand, pulling down her hem to cover
herself, stammering, "Master...Master!" Song Shangqian laughed, "What are you doing here?" Ping'er blushed
and said, "N-nothing..."

As soon as she awoke from her physical pleasure, she suddenly remembered Chun-jie's matter and hurriedly cried out, "That's right, Master
, Chun-jie...Chun-jie, she..." Song Shangqian asked, "What happened to Chun-jie?" Ping'er said, "Chun-jie was
...Master Zhang, Master Zhang, they...were..." "They're bullying... Master, you must go save her!"

Song Shangqian was taken aback, then laughed, "Oh, that's why I asked Xiaochun to keep them company. The two Master Zhangs are
guests here, of course we must entertain them." Ping'er, upon hearing this, could hardly believe her ears,
and said, "Master, you...you..." Song Shangqian stroked his long beard and laughed, "Last time Master Li and Young Master Wang
visited, it was Xiaochun who served them overnight, didn't you know?" He then glanced at Ping'er's naked
lower body, a smirk playing on his lips.

Ping'er was already shocked by her master's words, and seeing his strange gaze fixed on her
private parts beneath her clothes, her thighs completely exposed before him, she suddenly tensed up. She hurriedly bent
down to pick up her skirt and put it back on. But as soon as she bent down, Song Shangqian suddenly rushed over,
stomped on Ping'er's skirt, and kicked it aside. Ping'er was startled and looked up, crying out, "Master...
"

Song Shangqian lunged forward, pressing Ping'er against the back of the chair, wrapping one arm around her slender waist, and forcefully
kissing her. This action terrified Ping'er, her face turning pale. She struggled desperately, pushing Song Shangqian's body away, and
cried out in panic, "Master, no!"

But how could a frail young girl resist the strength of a grown man? Besides, Song Shangqian was her master.
Although she was in danger, she dared not resist with all her might. After only a brief struggle, Song Shangqian had already
embraced her entire body, kissing her cheeks repeatedly, then kissing
her cherry-like lips all over, his tongue darting inside, entwining with hers, making smacking sounds, and splattering saliva. Ping'er was both anxious and angry,
almost bursting into tears. She cried out, "Master, don't do this! Let...let me go!"

Song Shangqian narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Ping'er, be good, Master will deflower you. Come on,
take off your clothes first." As he spoke, he grabbed Ping'er's collar and reached out to tear it.

"Master...no! Ah, ah, help!" Ping'er struggled desperately, trying to push Song Shangqian away
, crying out in panic. She knew she was about to face the same fate as Chun Jie, and the intense fear
forced her to shout for help. But it was late at night, and almost all the servants in the Song family, except for herself and Chun Jie, were
asleep. The one who intended to violate her was none other than the master of the Song family. Who would come to her rescue? Even if someone did come
, wouldn't they have to listen to Song Shangqian?

Song Shangqian was pushed a few times by her and heard her shouting loudly. He became a little annoyed and slapped her hard
. Ping'er's face was slapped across the cheek, and she immediately felt dizzy and her shoulders trembled as she sobbed
. Song Shangqian scolded, "You little brat, what are you crying for?" He
ripped open Ping'er's clothes, revealing her fair and tender skin, like a freshly peeled hard-boiled egg.

Song Shangqian removed Ping'er's outer garment, leaving her only in an apricot-yellow undergarment and
her shoes and socks. He took Ping'er's belt and tightly bound her right wrist to the back of the chair, then untied
his own belt and bound her left hand as well. He then pulled down his trousers, revealing his not-yet-
fully-erect penis.

Seeing that Ping'er could no longer resist, Song Shangqian stroked his beard with satisfaction, carefully admiring her body
. Ping'er sat on a chair, her hands bound, tears welling in her eyes. Her left cheek was slightly red from being slapped,
and her face was filled with shame and fear. Her slender shoulders trembled incessantly. Her petite body was quite adorable, and
her breasts, beneath her bodice, were surprisingly full and firm, making the fabric seem rather narrow. Looking down from above,
beads of sweat, fragrant and moist, flowed slowly between her two snow-white mounds, making her breasts appear even more
delicate. Between her thighs, her virginity was sparsely covered in pubic hair, and her own love juices had already been developed
, flowing freely between her thighs.

The sight of her curvaceous, alluring body ignited Song Shangqian's lust, and he couldn't help but laugh, "Good, good,
it wasn't for nothing that I bought you and fed you for three years; you've grown so captivating!" Though these words were meant
as praise, to Ping'er they only felt a double humiliation. Her heart pounded with fear, and she sobbed and pleaded, "Master
...please...please don't...let Ping'er go! Ping'er...Ping'er has never...done
anything wrong, please...please don't do this to me...sob...sob..." Her eyes were already brimming with
tears.

Seeing her pitiful state, Song Shangqian smiled, touched her left cheek, and said,
"My dear Ping'er, of course I know you're a good child, and you've served me with all your heart. It's precisely because of this..."
"That's why I'm going to reward you properly, let you taste the feeling of being utterly captivated." Saying this, his hand slid down,
touching her breasts. She immediately let out an "oh," and laughed, "Good, what a beautiful pair of breasts, let me knead
them..." As he spoke, Song Shangqian tore off her bodice, and his hands began to assault Ping'er's
breasts.

"Ah, ahh..." As soon as Ping'er's breasts fell into Song Shangqian's hands, they were immediately subjected to all sorts of manipulation.
Sometimes they were pushed apart, sometimes squeezed together, her nipples were flicked, pinched, and pressed by his fingers, stimulating Ping'er
to the point of clenching her teeth, yet she still couldn't help but moan, sweat pouring down her face, her cheeks flushed with shame. Under Song Shangqian's manipulation, her full breasts
seemed to radiate a rising heat, steaming with sweat, exuding an alluring pinkish hue
.

Seeing Ping'er's sweaty, rosy skin and naked body, Song Shangqian felt
increasingly aroused, his penis fully erect and desperately needing release. He released Ping'er's breasts, patted her
mons pubis, and rubbed her soft, sparse pubic hair with his fingers, laughing, "Good Ping'er, your master will give you a
good taste." He leaned forward, his penis pressing against her labia, wiping it with her wet, sticky love juice,
and then thrusting forward. Ping'er cried out in alarm, "No, go away! Ahh... Master, please! No...
I don't want to!"

This was the last thing Ping'er wanted, but she was powerless to stop it. Tears streamed
down her face as she cried and begged with all her might, trying to twist her waist to the side to prevent Song Shangqian from entering. However
, Song Shangqian held her legs around his waist, his penis gradually penetrating her. Ping'er had no way to avoid it;
her twisting waist only intensified Song Shangqian's pleasure. He laughed, "Ping'er, you twist so well. Haha
, twist again... twist again, it feels so good... hoo... haha..."

She couldn't avoid it, and she was powerless to resist the invasion of his penis. In this position, Ping'er
didn't even lift her legs, but instead squeezed Song Shangqian's waist even tighter, allowing him to penetrate her
tender orifice more forcefully. Ping'er had no choice but to cry helplessly, accompanied by painful moans
, as her master's penis penetrated deeply into her body, enjoying the pleasure of lust.

"Hmm, hmm, hum, hmm!" Ping'er endured the pain of being deflowered, gritting her teeth and groaning, tears
falling drop by drop onto her chest. The intense pain and fullness in her lower body caused her to
sway back and forth between fainting and consciousness several times. A hot, erect penis occupied her pure body, love juices flowing onto the chair and dripping
to the ground. Song Shangqian breathed a sigh of relief and lewdly laughed, "What a fine girl, truly wonderful!"

Ping'er sobbed, "Master...Master..." Song Shangqian laughed, "Don't cry, don't cry,
you'll taste the sweetness soon. Haha, little beauty, let me hear you moan a few times, hmm, hmm?" As he
spoke, he disregarded the pain Ping'er had just endured from deflowering and began to thrust in and out with a series of "plop plop" sounds.

"Gulp...uh, uh uh..." Ping'er let out a pitiful moan under his thrusting, her body
swaying back and forth, her full breasts shaking, her back pressing against the chair back, causing her a tingling numbness
. Seeing her breasts sway, Song Shangqian's lust intensified. He lowered his head and took her left nipple into his mouth,
sucking hard. His beard brushed against her skin, making it itch and causing her to tremble.

Ping'er closed her eyes, moaning with tears in her eyes, offering no further resistance, allowing Song Shangqian to rape and ravage her,
her heart filled with sorrow and shame. Song Shangqian, however, was incredibly excited,
thrusting wildly into her tender flesh, savoring Ping'er's youthful body, licking her skin haphazardly. He then released one of her legs, freeing one hand to
roughly pinch her buttocks, saying, "Clamp your legs tighter, twist your waist!"

Ping'er, having been violated and defiled, was heartbroken and had lost the will to resist. Her mind gradually became hazy
, and she became obedient as usual, lifting her legs forcefully, tightly gripping Song Shangqian's waist, and gently swaying her hips
to allow her flesh to rub against his penis more effectively, so that her master could receive satisfactory service. She was incredulous at her own easy
submission, and felt utterly ashamed
. She wept uncontrollably, thinking, "I...I'm just a maid...I have no choice, how can I disobey? But I don't want to
, I don't want to!"

Song Shangqian sighed excitedly, his penis thrusting freely into Ping'er's body.
He exclaimed, "That's it, that's it!" With a powerful thrust, the tip reached the very core of Ping'er's vulva. Ping'er immediately cried out in a trembling voice, "Oh...
ah ah..."

This soft, delicate moan made Song Shangqian's bones go weak, his lust intensified, and he thrust even harder,
pulling Ping'er's tender labia until they almost turned inside out, her juices flowing freely. His hands groped and grabbed wildly, wantonly violating Ping'er
's delicate body. Under the movement of his penis, the pain of deflowering gradually lessened, and the ensuing physical pleasure slowly
spread to every inch of Ping'er's skin. Ping'er's first sexual encounter was marked by such blatant rape
. Overwhelmed with grief and despair, she lost all restraint and slowly began to arch her neck, moaning softly.

"Ugh...ha...ha...ahhh..." Guided by her body's instincts, Ping'er, though
unable to stop her sorrowful tears, could not resist the growing desire within her. Her moans were mingled with increasing
lust, slowly lessening the pain. Her delicate body gradually succumbed to the pressure of their master-servant relationship
, responding obediently to Song Shangqian's lewd acts, her hips swaying more and more rapidly, her legs clamping tighter.

Ping'er cried out moans that filled her with shame, her slender waist arched as Song Shangqian raped
her. The pain in her heart and the pleasure in her body tormented her simultaneously; tears and vaginal fluids flowed freely, helplessly moistening
her face and genitals. She shook her head violently, crying out, "Master, hurry up and finish! I...
I'm going to die! I...ah, ha, I...ah!"

At Ping'er's cries, Song Shangqian gained immense satisfaction. With a contraction of Ping'er's tender flesh
, he injected a stream of turbid semen into her body.

"Ugh, ugh—! Ah, ha...ha...ah, ah..." Ping'er groaned briefly,
desperate breaths escaping from deep within her throat. Her head drooped slightly to the side, a trickle of saliva flowing from the corner of her lips, dripping onto
her breasts. Song Shangqian, panting heavily, withdrew his penis, which was stained with Ping'er's love fluid and mixed with a few
traces of blood. Ping'er's virginity had been taken from him.

Song Shangqian smiled with pleasure, patted Ping'er's head, and said, "Ping'er, Ping'er, you are truly..."
"Little vixen, I love you to death!" he said, stepping onto the bench and grabbing one of her breasts,
rubbing his penis against that soft, tofu-like flesh, leaving his semen and love juice on her breast. Ping'er lowered
her head silently, sobbing quietly, her legs slowly closing together, tightly clamping her private parts.

Song Shangqian finished dressing and then untied her hands. Because Ping'er had resisted fiercely during the rape
, both of her wrists had dark red marks from being bound. Ping'er regained her freedom, secretly glancing at
Song Shangqian, her eyes glistening with tears, slowly covering her breasts with her hands, bending over, almost burying her head between her
knees, sitting timidly on the chair, choking back sobs.

Song Shangqian coughed and said, "Ping'er." Ping'er remained silent, only crying. Song Shangqian emphasized
his voice, calling out, "Ping'er!" Tears streamed down Ping'er's cheeks as she softly replied, "Yes, Master...
what are your... orders?" Song Shangqian stroked his beard and smiled, "Starting tomorrow, you won't need to do
anything in the kitchen. You'll serve in my study."

Ping'er's body trembled, and she said in a trembling voice, "Master, I... I..." Song Shangqian walked to her side,
pulled her to her feet, pinched her chin, and laughed, "Ping'er, are you being disobedient?" Ping'er closed her eyes
, tears streaming down her face, and softly replied, "Yes... Ping'er is obedient, Ping'er understands..."

Song Shangqian smiled, lifted Ping'er's face, and kissed her greedily, even forcibly sucking her tongue
in, smacking it once, and spitting a lot of saliva into her lips. Ping'er, submissive and trembling,
swallowed her master's saliva, feeling a wave of nausea and shame, wanting nothing more than
to bang her head against a nearby pillar. She knew that by complying with Song Shangqian's wishes, she would be at his mercy from tomorrow onwards
, available for his every whim in his study. But, despite her inner sorrow, Ping'er dared not resist.

Holding the extinguished candlestick, Ping'er returned to her room, dejected, only to find Chun Jie already back,
changing into her nightgown. Chun Jie, seeing Ping'er enter, acted as if nothing had happened, smiling, "Ping'er,
where have you been? It's so late..." But upon seeing Ping'er's lifeless eyes, she was immediately startled
. Forgetting she wasn't wearing an outer garment, she rushed forward, asking, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Ping'er gave a bitter smile, and the tears she had just stopped flowing uncontrollably again. She
threw herself into Chun Jie's arms, crying out, "Chun Jie, how...how could you do this? They treated you like this! You
...you...I..." Chun Jie's heart skipped a beat. She lowered her head and whispered, "You saw it?" Ping'er
leaned on her shoulder, sobbing, "I...I saw it...I...I was also...raped
..."

Upon hearing this, Chun Jie felt a chill run down her spine. She gently pushed Ping'er away a little and looked closely. She then noticed that Ping'er
's clothes were torn and disheveled. She was both shocked and furious, shouting, "Who? Who...
who...bullied you? Tell Chun Jie, and Chun Jie will get you justice." She had just
returned from the Zhang brothers' place and knew it couldn't have been them. She assumed it was some servant who had abducted Ping'er to be raped. Ping'er
wiped away her tears and whispered, "It's Master!"

Chunjie was startled, fell silent, and gently hugged Ping'er, sighing, "Ping'er..." Ping'er hugged
Chunjie, crying out, "Chunjie, Master... how could he do this? He's the master, and I'm just a maid
, but... but... he can't do this! I... sob... sob..." She was filled with grievances
, with nowhere to vent them, and for a moment forgot that Chunjie had also just suffered humiliation, so she poured out her heart to her, already sobbing uncontrollably.

Chunjie hugged Ping'er, patted her shoulder, tears welling in her eyes, sighed, and whispered,
"Ping'er, Ping'er! We're just little maids. Master bought us, and what he does to us
is fate... Ping'er, there's nothing we can do..."

The two girls hugged each other and cried. As Ping'er wept, she thought of the
young master Wen she had met during the day, and a wave of sorrow washed over her. She whispered, "Why wasn't I with him?" Chun Jie asked, "What
?" Ping'er murmured, "If...if I were that young master Wen's maid...he was a good person
, he wouldn't have done this..."

Chun Jie smiled bitterly and said softly, "Ping'er, you still don't understand. A maid is a maid,
it doesn't matter who she's with, she has no say in anything!" Ping'er lowered her head silently and
cried again. But no matter how much she cried, the sorrow in her heart didn't lessen at all. Perhaps it was
the memory of what had just happened, but as Ping'er cried, her lower body responded, a slight spasm, and a
secret fluid quietly welled up.

The Little Maid ( 　　Part 3 )

=== 　　... For her , the only way to get rid of the nightmare of being raped as soon as possible was perhaps to stop thinking about it and let it fade away. 　　Ping'er tidied up the study and said softly to Song Shangqian, "Master, are you going to sleep?" Song Shangqian patted Ping'er's head and smiled, "No rush, no rush. Ping'er, take off your clothes." 　　Ping'er had been worried all day and was relieved that she hadn't been insulted again. Hearing this order, she felt as if she were in an ice cellar, trembling uncontrollably, and pleaded with a sob, "Master, please... Ping'er begs you, please don't do this anymore..." 　　Song Shangqian's face darkened, and he said, "You're disobeying me?" Ping'er shivered at his glare, lowered her head timidly, and sobbed softly, "Master... Ping'er has always served you obediently, but... this kind of thing... this kind of thing, Ping'er doesn't want to..." Song Shangqian snorted, took a few breaths , and then his expression softened. He smiled and said, "Little girl, you're really shameless!" He didn't force her and walked out of the study with his hands behind his back .

Ping'er stood blankly in the room, her legs suddenly going weak. She slowly sat down on the ground, thinking, "Master has let
me go?"

But only a moment later, Song Shangqian returned with three burly men, ordering the two men, "Grab her
, strip her naked, don't leave her with a single piece of clothing. This girl doesn't know what's good for her, you can have her!
" These three were all long-term laborers in the Song household, young and strong, full of energy, but also rough men. They were used to
doing rough work, speaking coarsely, and acting even more crudely. Upon hearing Song Shangqian's words, they immediately pounced on Ping'er like wolves and tigers
.

Ping'er screamed in fright and quickly got up to run away. But the three men surrounded her and quickly
subdued her, some grabbing her hands, some her feet. Suddenly, one hand forcefully ripped down Ping'er's skirt
, revealing her fair and pink buttocks.

The man paused for a moment, then exclaimed, "Damn, such a white ass!" Ping'er was both ashamed and frightened,
struggling desperately, reaching for her skirt while crying out, "No...no!" Another man spread her legs
, staring at her private parts for a while, then laughed to his companion beside him, "Look, look, I told you
this girl hasn't been with any men, wasn't I right? Such a pretty little thing, even that slut Cui Xiang can't compare
." Ping'er didn't notice him mentioning Cui Xiang, only pleading, crying out, "Don't look, don't look!
Ah...boohoo...I hate it, go away!"

The three farmhands were all muscular, with thick shoulders and waists, and Ping'er couldn't resist any one of them, let alone
all three. In no time, Ping'er was completely naked, her clothes, shoes, and socks all stripped off. The three
men laughed and shouted excitedly, their six hands wantonly ravaging her body. One of them pulled down his pants, took out
his penis, and shouted, "I'll taste this chick's flavor first!" He aimed at Ping'er's still-unwet vulva
and forcefully thrust it in.

The huge penis pressed tightly against the tender flesh between her thighs, and Ping'er panicked, struggling desperately, tears
welling in her eyes, crying, "No...no...help! Ah, ahh..." As Ping'er twisted her waist to
dodge, the penis could only hover at the entrance, poking around aimlessly, unable to find its mark before it could penetrate. A man nearby
stopped the lecherous man, shouting, "Hey, who said you could go first? I've wanted to do this girl for a long time
, give her to me first!" The man cursed, "Go to hell, you were the first to do Cui Xiang last time, and you want it again this time
?" Another man said, "What's the point of arguing? Anyway, everyone gets a share. One person does her, and the others do her anus and
mouth, isn't that enough?"

Ping'er became more and more frightened as she listened. If this continued, she didn't know how these three big men would ravage her
. In her panic, she caught sight of Song Shangqian smiling and watching, and quickly pleaded, "Master! Ping'er... Ping'er
knows she was wrong! Please forgive Ping'er, Master, I... I will definitely obey... Ah, ya!" The last scream
was from the sharp pain in her anus. Someone had tried to insert their fingers into her anus, causing her
to moan in pain.

Song Shangqian, seemingly relaxed, smiled and said, "Really obedient?" Ping'er nodded vigorously, sobbing, "
Really..." She thought it better to obey Song Shangqian
than be gang-raped by these three; after all, he was a scholar, not as barbaric as these three brutes. Since she couldn't escape her fate anyway, less suffering was better.

Song Shangqian narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Alright. Hey, all of you, stop!"

Although the three farmhands were already driven by lust, they had no choice but to obey their master's order and reluctantly released
Ping'er. Ping'er collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, overwhelmed with shame and fear, and couldn't help but cover her face and sob, tears
dripping from her fingers onto the ground.

Song Shangqian stroked his beard and smiled, saying to the three men, "This month's wages will be an extra ten
taels of silver for each of you. You may leave." Upon hearing this, the three men were overjoyed, bowing and scraping to Song Shangqian in gratitude before
leaving. Song Shangqian turned to Ping'er and smiled, "Ping'er, come and help your master undress."

Ping'er felt a pang of pain in her heart. She stood up unsteadily, suppressing her shame and tears, and helped Song Shangqian take off
his shirt, but she dared not take off his pants. Song Shangqian's face hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "Ping'er, are you
disobeying again?" Ping'er was shocked and hurriedly said, "No, Ping'er... how could I dare to disobey?" As she said this
, Ping'er couldn't help but shed tears again, thinking, "If you force me like this, how can I disobey?"

She shamefully took off her master's pants, and when she saw his erect penis, her lower body immediately twitched
, as if it had stirred up the pain of being raped last night. Song Shangqian smiled and said, "Alright, now lie on the ground
and stick your buttocks up. Your master wants to play a game of 'retrieving fire from a distance.'"

Ping'er obeyed and lay down on the ground, using her slender waist to lift her buttocks slightly. Song Shangqian said, "Pah
, that's not how it is!" Ping'er was already extremely ashamed and frightened, and unfamiliar with these kinds of romantic tricks, she was immediately at a
loss and looked back at Song Shangqian. Song Shangqian said, "You can lie face down on your upper body, but you have to bend your legs
up, like you're kneeling, so that your buttocks will be raised high. Have you ever seen a dog doing its business? Just like the position of a female dog
, understand?"

Ping'er replied in a trembling voice, "Yes, Ping'er... understands..." She followed Song Shangqian's instructions and assumed the position
, raising her round buttocks. Suddenly, she felt a surge of sorrow. In addition to being humiliated, she was also forced to imitate the posture of a beast
. Song Shangqian, however, was overjoyed. He touched her white buttocks and laughed, "So beautiful. Haha, Ping'er
, if you really disobey, wouldn't it be a waste to give yourself to those lowly, uncouth men to be defiled?"
Ping'er remained silent, tears streaming down her face. She thought, "I've already been defiled... I... I
'm finished..."

Seeing her crying her eyes out, Song Shangqian showed no pity. He walked behind Ping'er, cupped her
slender waist and round buttocks, and thrust his penis into her tender private parts, pumping back and forth, indulging in his lust. He chuckled and panted, clearly
enjoying himself immensely. This was the second time Ping'er had been violated by a man. She cried out in pain, her fingers
clawing at the floor, but she couldn't grab onto anything. The force of Song Shangqian's penis pounding against her lower body tormented her, causing her to weep and
snot, and several times she thought she was about to faint.

"Ah, ah, sir... please let me go..." Ping'er pleaded in agony, but Song Shangqian became more and more
excited, thrusting with extra vigor, panting and laughing: "Good, moan a few more times. Ah, haha,
squeeze tighter... oh..." He rapidly thrust his hips, forcefully penetrating Ping'er's tender passage
, the soft, downy pubic hair beside her occasionally brushing against his penis, further intensifying his pleasure. Ping'er thought...
Despite the excruciating pain, her body was slowly overwhelmed by the pleasure of intercourse, gradually forgetting the agony of losing her virginity the previous night, and her
glistening love juices flowed freely.

Ping'er felt her body burning, both throbbing and itchy, which filled her with intense guilt and shame, yet she was powerless
to resist. Her lower body was being wantonly played with by Song Shangqian, while her upper body received no caresses, leaving her feeling utterly
empty. Ping'er moaned softly, her hands unconsciously crossing over her chest, her arms pressing against her tender breasts
, panting dazedly, a thought suddenly surfacing in her mind: "I can't take it anymore... I can't resist Master
... Ah... Don't resist anymore... Forget it, I'm just a maid..."

With this thought, in a daze, she began to knead her breasts, hoping to bring greater comfort to her body
. Naturally, Ping'er's moans grew increasingly wanton.

Song Shangqian held Ping'er's buttocks and "fired from across the mountain" for a while, making her pink buttocks drenched in sweat
and her love juices leaking between her legs. Finally, hearing Ping'er's soft moans, he couldn't hold back any longer and,
with a shout, ejaculated into Ping'er's vagina.

"Ah ah..."

Ping'er trembled and groaned, her delicate body convulsing slightly
. In an instant, all her strength left her, her head turned to the side, her hair disheveled, and she gasped heavily.

Song Shangqian withdrew his dripping penis, stood there, and said breathlessly, "Ping'er, come here
... wipe me clean." Ping'er was exhausted from being fucked and had collapsed to the ground, only having the strength to breathe.
But hearing Song Shangqian's command, she still mustered all her strength to crawl over, kneel in front of Song Shangqian, and
wipe his penis with her small hands. The sticky mixture of her vaginal and male semen formed
thin silver threads between her fingers.

Song Shangqian smiled with satisfaction and said, "Alright, now help me get dressed." Ping'er, upon hearing this,
hurriedly fetched Song Shangqian's clothes, thinking that since he was going to put on clothes, today's humiliation was finally
over.

Ping'er helped him dress and asked softly, "Master, can I...can I put on my clothes now?"
Song Shangqian said, "Hmm, go ahead and put them on." Ping'er felt relieved and hurriedly went to get her own clothes, but then she heard Song
Shangqian cough and say, "Wait, don't put on your undergarments yet." Ping'er was startled, thinking, "
Then...if I don't wear anything underneath, how can I...how can I..." Her face immediately turned red, and
she said, "Master, this is too embarrassing..." Song Shangqian snorted and said, "What?" Seeing that
he seemed to be angry, Ping'er quickly stopped talking, becoming as silent as a cicada in winter, and put on her outer clothes and skirt.

She was petite, and with her clothes tied back, she suddenly felt a chill in her chest. Looking down, she saw
a lot of skin exposed between her clothes, and she didn't know how to face anyone. Her face flushed with shame, and she said, "Master, then...
can Ping'er leave now?" Song Shangqian smiled and said, "Wait a moment, go and invite the two Zhang brothers over first."

Ping'er trembled, remembering the scene of the Zhang brothers humiliating Chun Jie last night. She really didn't want to see the two
brothers, and she said in a trembling voice, "Master... Master..." Song Shangqian said, "What's wrong?
What are you standing there for? Go quickly."

Ping'er's face was pale, and she said softly, "Yes... yes." She left the study, feeling dizzy and
a tightness in her chest. She really wanted to cry out loud. She walked towards the side room where the two brothers lived in a daze
, and said outside the door, "Master Zhang... Master Zhang, Master Zhang, Master invites you two to come over."

Zhang Zhide and Zhang Zhifang came out together. Zhang Zhide asked, "What is it?" He glanced at her chest
, a sudden smile playing on his lips. Ping'er knew he was looking at her chest and lowered her head in embarrassment, saying, "
Ping'er doesn't know. Master Zhang, Second Master Zhang, please...please come this way." As soon as she finished speaking, she turned
and walked away, seemingly to lead the way, but actually wanting to escape.

The two brothers followed. Zhang Zhide glanced at Ping'er's slender back and suddenly thought, "This girl
's back is exactly like the one I saw last night. Looking at her distraught appearance, maybe...
hehe..." Thinking this, Zhang Zhide couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, lick his upper lip, and chuckle unconsciously.

Ping'er felt even more uneasy when she heard his strange laughter. She hurriedly quickened her pace and led Zhang Zhifang to Song Shangqian
's study, saying, "Master, the two Zhangs have arrived."

Song Shangqian cupped his hands and smiled, "Have you two not yet retired for the night? Are we disturbing you?" Zhang Zhide laughed, "Haha
, we've been a bit tired these past few days, so we haven't slept yet. Brother Song, what is it?" Song Shangqian smiled, "Please sit down first
, I'll tell you slowly." The three of them sat down.

Ping'er stepped aside and whispered, "Master, Ping'er will go now." Song Shangqian smiled and said, "Wait
, wait, you stay here. You still need to serve the two Masters Zhang later." Ping'er wanted to take the opportunity to leave,
but since Song Shangqian said so, she had to suppress her fear and whisper, "Yes...yes."

Song Shangqian smiled and said to the Zhang brothers, "Yesterday, Xiaochun served you well, wasn't she?"
Zhang Zhide clicked his tongue a few times and laughed, "Excellent! Xiaochun, she...good, really good. With her serving us
, we brothers slept very well all night." "Fragrance." Zhang Zhifang laughed, "Brother Song, you are truly blessed
to have such a maid in your household... Haha, I am so envious, so envious."

The three of them were exchanging ambiguous words. Ping'er overheard them and felt both ashamed and angry. She thought to herself, "Sister Chun is such
a good person, yet she was bullied by such a person!" Then, she felt a pang of pain: "What about me? Aren't I the same?
But... what can I do?" Thinking of how her body had been momentarily immersed in
pleasure when Song Shangqian raped her, she felt even more ashamed and embarrassed. Her shoulders trembled, and she almost burst into tears.

Song Shangqian, completely oblivious, chuckled, "Xiaochun is all alone; it's difficult for
her to serve both of you. Ping'er and Xiaochun are very close; she was even peeping outside your room last night, worried that Xiaochun might not be able to handle
it." Ping'er was shocked, not expecting Song Shangqian to have seen even that. Seeing the Zhang brothers' gazes directed at her
, she turned pale with fright, her limbs trembling uncontrollably.

Zhang Zhifang, as if understanding, laughed, "So that's it. No wonder I saw someone outside the window last night. Ping'er
, was that really you?" Ping'er's mind went blank, tears welling in her eyes, completely at a loss, and she didn't
answer.

Faced with what was about to happen, Ping'er had no power to resist. Song Shangqian had the Zhang
brothers take Ping'er back to her room and instructed her to "serve" them well. The two brothers thanked him...

Zhang Zhide took the helpless Ping'er back to her room. As soon as he pulled open Ping'er's clothes, his eyes widened, and he laughed, "Look at this child...
she looks so innocent and lovely, but underneath she's completely naked, wearing nothing at all, how lewd..." Ping'er,
ashamed, quickly protested, "No... no, it's Master, Master he..."

Before she could finish, Zhang Zhide pushed her onto the bed, took off her shoes and socks, and held one of her small feet in
front of his eyes, kissing it passionately, praising repeatedly, "What a pair of golden lotuses, soft and boneless, fragrant and tender
... like a young lady from a wealthy family, tsk tsk, so satisfying!" Ping'er cried out urgently, "No... Second Master Zhang, don't
do this! Ah, ah... Master... don't touch me like this... oh... ah..." But Zhang Zhide couldn't restrain
his lust and began to knead her small nipples. Ping'er, who had finally managed to hold back her tears and vaginal fluids,
let them flow again.

The two brothers relentlessly assaulted her throughout the night, her body filled with
the men's semen, her delicate vulva ravaged and mangled, she moaned and cried incessantly, almost breathless
.

She lost count of how many times, as Zhang Zhide was fucking her to the point of near death, through her tear-blurred vision
, she suddenly saw a naked body beside her, lying on the bed, a beautiful face looking at her. Ping'er
blinked, staring in shock, and cried out in alarm, "Sister Chun!"

Sister Chun gave a sorrowful smile, gently shook her head, and whispered, "Ping'er, you...you
can't escape either..." She had been brought here by Zhang Zhifang.

A wave of bitterness washed over Ping'er, her sobs choked with emotion, a powerful sense of shame and indignation washing over her,
almost driving her to suicide. Zhang Zhifang straddled Chun Jie, turned his head and laughed, "Brother, now we don't
have to fight over them, everyone can have their fun." Zhang Zhide laughed, "Good, excellent!" The brothers each abused
the two weak women. In the room, the cries of Chun Jie and Ping'er intertwined and echoed, utterly depraved.

Several days passed in a daze, and Ping'er still couldn't calm down. The pain of being ravaged by a penis
kept replaying in her mind, making her feel intense fear and shame. When she saw Song Shangqian and the Zhang brothers
, she felt it even more intensely, and tears often welled up in her eyes, fearing that she might be abused again at any moment.

In the days that followed, Song Shangqian indulged his lust on Ping'er almost every day, while the Zhang brothers did so
intermittently. But whenever they did, they would always capture Chun Jie and Ping'er together and
gang rape them through the long nights, and even make the two women play with each other to increase their lust. Several times, Ping'er
fell asleep on Chun Jie's ample breasts, only to be awakened in the morning by the two brothers' penises.

Madam Song's gaze towards Ping'er became quite stern, naturally fearing that Song Shangqian's favoritism towards Ping'er's youth
and beauty would threaten her own position. Living in the Song household, Ping'er constantly feared being humiliated by both master and
guest, and suffered Madam Song's disdain. Even among the servants, she was often harassed and ridiculed by several knowledgeable long-term workers and servants. Chun
Jie suffered the same fate, feeling wronged and bitter, with nowhere to confide in. She would often hide away and cry secretly,
lamenting her unfortunate fate, thinking: "A maid, a maid... is being a maid really this lowly?"

Ten days passed like this. One early morning, Ping'er went to Song Shangqian's study as usual
, but the room was empty. Ping'er went to the hall, but Song Shangqian was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she saw a maid wiping
the tables and chairs with a cloth. Ping'er asked, "Yulan, have you seen Master?" The maid Yulan looked up and replied,
"Master? Master, Master Zhang, and Master Zhang Er left early this morning."

Ping'er asked curiously, "They all left? Where did they go?" Yulan said, "Don't you know? Today
is Ziyuan's birthday, and Master and the others went to Shuiyanlou. I heard that some prince's son
also came all the way from Luoyang. It seems that a high-ranking official from the capital is also coming to Qiantang today
. The streets are probably very lively!"

Shuiyanlou was a brothel by West Lake. Among the courtesans of Hangzhou, Ziyuan of Shuiyanlou was the most
famous and well-known. Ziyuan was beautiful and talented, knowledgeable in music theory, and especially skilled at playing
the pipa. However, she sold her art, not her body. Many high-ranking officials and nobles came to her, but none of them became her clients. Ping'er
, having lived in Hangzhou for a long time, knew that whenever Ziyuan celebrated her birthday, it was a time when the city was filled with dignitaries, and countless
important figures would come to offer their congratulations.

Hearing Song Shangqian and the others leave, she immediately realized she was spared humiliation that day, and felt a sense of relief
. She said softly, "That's good." Slowly walking out of the hall into the courtyard, she gazed at the clear blue sky and suddenly
felt a pang of sadness: "Miss Ziyuan is a courtesan, yet everyone respects her, and
she has preserved her purity. I... I'm just a maid here, at the mercy of the master and his men. Isn't that...
worse than a prostitute..."

After a moment of self-pity, a thought flashed through Ping'er's mind: "The master and his men aren't here?
Then no one will be watching over me today, I..." Looking at the azure sky, the clouds as light as wisps of smoke,
an idea formed in her mind: "Staying in the mansion will only lead to being bullied. Perhaps... perhaps I should take this
opportunity to escape and never come back!"

The thought of escaping the Song mansion made Ping'er's heart pound. A ray of light seemed to appear before her eyes, a sudden
burst of brightness in the darkness. The more she thought about it,
the more she realized it made sense, so she quickly returned to her room to pack her clothes. But then she thought, "If I take a bundle with me, and someone from the manor sees me, it will give away my intentions."
She immediately abandoned other miscellaneous items, put all the silver she had saved into her purse, and carried it with her; it wasn't much
.

Ping'er took a few deep breaths, feeling extremely excited, and thought to herself, "Where am I going? Never mind,
I'll leave first… Am I just leaving like this? Ah, I should go find Chun-jie…" She ran out of the room, but
couldn't find Chun-jie anywhere. She asked Yulan, only to learn that Madam Song had taken Chun-jie out for a stroll. Ping'er felt a slight
disappointment, thinking, "Such a good opportunity, but Chun-jie can't go with me... But Madam isn't here either, so
the chances of escaping are even greater. I should go! If I'm safe in the future, I'll come back to fetch Chun-jie..."

Having made up her mind, Ping'er no longer hesitated. She quietly went to the gate of the Song residence, gently opened the door a crack
, slipped out, and closed the door behind her. Looking at the street before her, she felt both joy and unease, thinking
, "If I stay in Qiantang, I might be seen by the people in the residence again. Go back to Suzhou? No... no, that won't do."
"Grandpa Zhang and the others live in Suzhou... Ah, shall we go to Yangzhou? Isn't Sister Chun from Yangzhou?" Having

just left the Song residence, Ping'er was like a bird released from its cage, overjoyed, and hurried towards the street, eager
to escape this place filled with lust and trouble . As she hurried away, she didn't notice that the gate 　　behind her 　　creaked open. Little Maid (Part Four ) === ... 　　As she walked, she turned into a small alley and suddenly saw a bustling street ahead, teeming with people and carriages. She had arrived at West Street, the very place where the Water Swallow Pavilion was located. Ping'er immediately stopped, feeling uneasy: " What if I run into Master? I 　　'd better take a detour." Just as she was about to enter a narrow alley, a figure suddenly leaped out from the side, blocking her path with a sinister grin, and said, " Hey, where are you going?" 　　Ping'er was startled; her heart nearly jumped out of her mouth. She took a few steps back and recognized the man as a burly fellow—a long-term laborer from the Song household named Deng Gui. This was one of the three laborers who had coerced Ping'er that day, brought by Song Shangqian . Ping'er was startled to encounter this man and stammered, "You... what are you doing here?" Deng Gui sneered, "I'm the one who asked you first, where are you going ? Master and Madam didn't give any orders, what are you doing out here?" 　　Ping'er forced herself to remain calm, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Today... today is Miss Ziyuan's birthday , I came to watch the fun." Deng Gui glanced behind her and laughed, "A woman going to a brothel to watch the fun, isn't that incredibly slutty, looking for a man?" Ping'er blushed, unwilling to argue further , and turned to run away. Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned around, two more men blocked her way—the other two farmhands who had previously forced her, their faces full of lewd grins as they approached. 　　Faced with the current situation, Ping'er was cornered in the alley by three large men. Panic gripped her . Leaning against the wall, she whispered, "You...you..." Deng Gui chuckled dryly and said, " Little girl, behave yourself. You want to escape while the master isn't here, don't you?" Ping'er's heart sank when he saw through her words. She cried out in a trembling voice, "I...I didn't..." Another man rushed forward, grabbing Ping'er's collar and laughing, "The master instructed us to keep a close eye on you girls. You still want to slip away?" 　　Ping'er was filled with despair, tears welling in her eyes. She thought, "How could I be so careless and let them find out? If I'm caught and taken back...the master will punish me severely. What should I do? What should I do?" At this point, Ping'er could do nothing but fear. Tears streamed down her cheeks. 　　Deng Gui walked to Ping'er's side, turned her face towards him, and laughed, "You can't escape now! If we tell the master that you tried to run away, there will be a reward...you'll be in big trouble!" The other two also laughed strangely. Ping'er was even more frightened and pleaded repeatedly, "No...please don't tell, please!" 　　Deng Gui chuckled slyly, "Alright! But we can't be good people for nothing..." He winked at his two companions and laughed, "You give us some fun, and we won't know anything!" Saying that, he leaned close to Ping'er's right cheek and forcefully kissed her smooth, soft face. Ping'er screamed loudly, "Ah... no!" 　　She tried desperately to turn her face away, but she was no match for Deng Gui's strength and was kissed several times in succession. At the same time, two other men attacked Ping'er separately. One tore open her thin shirt and buried his face in her chest, while the other lifted Ping'er's skirt and reached in to touch her genitals, praising, "So wet! Damn, this woman is much more sensible than last time. She's already leaking an unbelievable amount of juice after only a couple of touches..." 　　A "plop, plop" sound rang out as the man began to probe Ping'er's tender opening with his fingers, his knuckles moving rapidly in and out, creating a continuous lubricating sound. She was indeed wet. Ping'er was unexpectedly violated, and in just a few moments, she was already panting heavily, trembling as she said, "I...I don't want to ...ah...ah...let me go, oh...uh..." 　　Deng Gui licked her cheek and laughed, "Such a lewd voice, and you still say no?" He said to the other two, "Hey, don't rush into it, we need to find a good place first. Don't let anyone see us doing this, or we'll cause trouble!" 　　The three burly men dragged Ping'er by the hand and foot into an abandoned house in the alley, pushing her to the ground. Ping'er tried to stand up, but one of them kicked her in the waist, causing her to roll over and groan in pain. The man's face twisted into a ferocious grin as he chuckled, "You'd better be sensible and stop having any funny ideas! Serve us obediently , and we'll make sure you get home safely. Otherwise, we'll report you to the master, and you'll be beaten to death!" 　　Ping'er shivered, afraid to move, only whimpering softly. Deng Gui laughed, "It's not just beating her to death , it's killing her!" Another man laughed, "This little chick has such delicate skin, she'll die someday anyway , we should hurry and have our fun!" The three of them laughed and pounced on her, tearing and ripping at her clothes in the blink of an eye. Her beautiful breasts and buttocks immediately fell into their clutches, being constantly ravaged by the men's fingers. 　　Deng Gui looked at her fair and smooth skin, his mouth watering, and said, "Damn, this little chick is really beautiful, so fair and tender... I'm going to have my fill today!" As he spoke, he pulled down his pants, weighed his penis in his hand, and grinned lewdly. Ping'er lay sprawled on the ground, panting from the repeated assaults of his hands, when suddenly she saw Deng Gui's exposed genitals. A thick, red penis protruded from among the dark pubic hair, its glans thick and angular, veins faintly visible. Judging by its size, it was two or three inches longer than Song Shangqian's, its imposing stature astonishing. Upon seeing this enormous thing, she felt both ashamed and frightened, desperately retreating, crying out, "No...no! That..."

"...That would kill me..."

Deng Gui was secretly pleased to hear her say that, and laughed, "You're
incredibly lucky to have been fucked by my treasure! Hehe, let me show you my power!" He then lifted Ping'er's two pink legs and
placed them on his shoulders, causing her wet petals to arch upwards, and his enormous penis slammed into her.

"Ah...ah ah!" Ping'er cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. Under the onslaught of the penis, she felt as if
her body was being torn apart, truly experiencing unbearable agony. Deng Gui thrust in forcefully, disregarding Ping'er's youth and
delicacy, plunging his massive member all the way in, enjoying the tight contractions of her tender flesh. He grinned wildly with pleasure,
shouting, "Damn, it feels so good!"

The two men beside him, their hearts itching, had already stripped naked and were rapidly rubbing their penises, seeking release. One man
shouted, "Brother Deng, hurry up! I can't wait!" Another replied, "Pah! Didn't
we agree on this right after we left? What's the rush?" The first man said, "You do the front, I'll do the back, then we
can all do it together, and no one has to wait."

Ping'er was in excruciating pain from the large penis, tears streaming down her face. Her body
swayed back and forth as Deng Gui fucked her, and she was drenched in sweat. Overwhelmed by this cruel blow, Ping'er
cried out frantically, "Stop... Ah, help... I... I'm going to die... Ahhhhh
..." As she cried out, her lower body muscles spasmed violently, constantly overflowing with thick, sticky love fluid, as if
her vagina was completely filled by that massive penis, forcibly squeezing out her nectar.

After a period of unrestrained lust, Deng Gui roared, his glans erupting with a large amount of semen, filling Ping'er
's delicate body. As soon as he withdrew his penis, a thick, white fluid slowly oozed from her tender vagina, a truly obscene sight.
One of the men laughed, "You're so vigorous, I think this girl's already done for!" Deng Gui laughed loudly,
shaking his shrunken penis against Ping'er's breasts, and said, "Little girl, did I fuck you good enough
?"

Ping'er, ravaged by the enormous penis, was dizzy and unconscious, lying paralyzed on the ground,
unresponsive except for panting and tears. The man laughed, "You've had such a good time, but I
haven't had my fill yet!" He forcefully pulled Ping'er up, sat on the ground, held
her in front of him, and began thrusting in and out of her. Ping'er, who was already close to fainting,
groaned again with each thrust. She was in a daze, but she could still hear a man's lewd laughter: "Look
, this little girl is naturally wanton. Even after being fucked like this, she still moaned..."

Ping'er was overwhelmed with shame and tried desperately to suppress her gasps, crying out, "You're bullying me like this... I...
uh... ah... I hate you all!" The man continued his sexual acts, grinning maliciously, "We love you so much
, we're going to have our fun with you!" Ping'er let out a "woo" as a penis thrust into her hard
, her body going numb, and she couldn't help but groan.

Another man came up behind Ping'er and shouted, "Hey, lie down and fuck her!" The man who was raping Ping'er
immediately cursed, "You son of a bitch, why are you in such a hurry? Do you have to take it from me?"
Seeing that he wouldn't lie down, the man pushed Ping'er's back forcefully, forcing the man to lie down, while Ping'er lay face down on his
chest. Ping'er, recalling their earlier conversation, was terrified and cried out, "Get away...get away!"
But the man behind her showed no mercy, grabbing her arms and pulling her wrists backward, causing her upper body
to float and arch backward while his lower body thrust forward, inserting his penis into her anus.

"Ah...ah!"

Ping'er's anus was still untouched, and this was her first experience, with something so large and forceful barging in.
The pain was far more intense than when Deng Gui had penetrated her vagina, causing her to scream in agony. The narrow,
soft anus was forcefully widened by external force, causing Ping'er immense pain. She felt her stomach churning, her whole body convulsing with
pain. The two men's movements were inconsistent; sometimes they advanced and retreated simultaneously,
causing her to tremble violently; sometimes they retreated at the same time, leaving her suddenly empty and weak. When they thrust simultaneously, the two penises attacked from both ends, vying against each other through the thin flesh
, as if trying to pierce her, causing Ping'er even more extreme pain, unspeakable agony.

Deng Gui, watching, was aroused again. He straddled the head of the man lying on the ground, shoving his penis into Ping'er's mouth
, laughing, "Little girl, lick it for me, lick it until it's hard, then I'll fuck you!" Ping'er's mouth
was filled with the penis, and her cries of pain immediately subsided. But how could her cherry-like mouth possibly contain Deng Gui's
large treasure? She was forced to open her mouth wide, saliva dripping from her lips, unable to finish taking in the penis, the glans already reaching her
throat. Ping'er let out muffled moans of pain,

her body instantly soaked with sweat, tears, saliva, and vaginal fluid
. Three penises simultaneously ravaged her, thrusting in and out from different angles,
twisting her exquisite body into various lewd positions.

At this point, Ping'er was utterly desperate, all her will to resist extinguished. She desperately
swayed her hips, sucking on the shaft between her lips, hoping that her submissive attitude would alleviate the physical pain
and make these three burly men end their brutality against her sooner. Her beautiful breasts, glistening with sweat, fell into
the hands of the man behind her, being played with like soft dough. This made her feel extremely ashamed, yet she couldn't help but sway
her shoulders wildly, wanting to make her full breasts sway and increase the man's pleasure.

The man laughed, "I didn't expect this chick to be so horny, actually shaking her breasts!" Deng Gui
, like pulling on a horse's reins, grabbed Ping'er's hair and kept thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth, laughing, "I say
Cui Xiang is the sluttest, this little chick is too tender, she needs more work!" The man below cursed, "Damn it
, you've taken two seats, what a load of crap! You're straddling me, showing me your dick and balls,
a bunch of pubic hair!" Clearly, he was quite dissatisfied with Deng Gui enjoying Ping'er's mouth on top of him, and
suddenly raised his hands to grab Ping'er's breasts from the man, kneading them while cursing, "You little slut, you bitch,
move faster!"

Ping'er, with tears in her eyes, closed her eyes, but really did move her hips even more vigorously, and the man below immediately
cried out a few times. Deng Gui laughed, "This girl is really something! If she became a prostitute, customers would be
lining up to break down the door!" Ping'er was even more heartbroken, thinking, "I've made such a mess of things for you, and you still come to humiliate
me... This is too much!"

Three burly men brutally assaulted Ping'er's body. The one attacking her anus couldn't withstand
the tight spasms of her anal muscles and ejaculated. Next, Ping'er's genitals, subjected to the repeated
thrusts of their penises, became the site of another man's gratification, and a gush of semen spurted into her body. With two streams of semen
injected in succession, Ping'er felt extremely suffocated, her lower abdomen gurgling, tossing and turning, feeling
so uncomfortable she wanted to vomit.

While her lower body was sticky and viscous, Deng Gui continued to enjoy himself in her mouth, the tip of his penis repeatedly
thrusting deep into Ping'er's oral cavity, tormenting her tongue. The man on the ground, constrained by his position, couldn't pull out his penis
and immediately shouted, "Hey, hurry up! I still want to fuck her asshole!" Deng Gui cursed, "
What's all the noise about? I... oh, oh..." As he spoke, Ping'er's little tongue curled up,
greatly stimulating the slit of his glans. He couldn't control himself and ejaculated amidst his cries.

Deng Gui pressed her head back and shouted, "Swallow it!" Ping'er sobbed, her eyelashes
trembling, and tilted her head back to swallow the semen. She choked on the hot semen and felt a sudden rush of blood to her
head. Combined with the stimulation of her anus being ravaged, she suddenly vomited with a "whoosh."

Deng Gui's penis was still enjoying the aftertaste in her mouth when suddenly something foreign came at him. Startled, he hurriedly
withdrew his penis and stepped back, but his penis was already covered with a lot of semen. Ping'er lowered her head and continued vomiting
, the vomit splashing onto the face below her. The man, both shocked and enraged, forcefully shoved Ping'er
aside, pulled out his penis, and cursed, "You filthy bitch! You...you vomited on my face!"

Ping'er lay on the ground, panting, then vomited violently again,
emptying her mouth of semen and her stomach, leaving a large puddle on the ground, reeking of foul odor.

The man turned Ping'er over, cursing, "You bitch!" He slapped Ping'er across the face,
then looked down at her high, full, moist breasts, burying his face in them and wiping
the filth from his face with her tender breasts. Deng Gui, furious at being humiliated, squatted down beside her face,
wiping his penis repeatedly on her delicate cheeks, cursing, "You damn stinking woman, you've vomited up all my good stuff!
" In no time, Ping'er's face and breasts were covered in her vomit, a filthy
mess mixed with Deng Gui's semen.

Ping'er sobbed softly, not daring to resist. But the man whose face had been vomited on was still enraged and
continued cursing. The only unharmed man stepped forward, grinning, and said, "This little chick is such
a spoilsport, vomiting all this filth for us. I'll give her some filth in return!" He then grabbed his penis,
shook it at Ping'er, and began urinating on her.

Ping'er felt a warm, wet sensation in her abdomen and immediately cried out in a trembling voice, overwhelmed with shame. She tried to escape
, but had no strength left and could only let the urine drench her, flowing and splashing over her body. Seeing
this, the other two did the same. Deng Gui swung his penis between her chest and genitals, urinating back and forth, while the other, most
enraged, grabbed Ping'er's chin, forcing her mouth open, and urinated into her mouth and face. The foul-smelling, yellowish urine
soaked her face, and Ping'er trembled all over, wanting to vomit again, but nothing came out.

After the three had satisfied their lust, Ping'er was also humiliated and filthy, her pretty
face contorted with sorrow, choked with sobs. Covered in semen, urine, and filth, her fair and delicate
skin had lost its luster. A beautiful young girl, ravaged by the three men's bestiality, had lost all her charm
and even the will to grieve.

Deng Gui glanced at Ping'er and laughed, "This girl may be cheap, but her body is quite alluring,
after all, she hasn't been a virgin for long... How about we wash her clean and do it a few more times?" One of them said, "
That's right, with her body so filthy, it'll be impossible to get started."

The three men put on their trousers, but didn't dress Ping'er. Two of them held her arms on either side and led her naked
out of the house to a well at the end of the alley. There was no bucket by the well, so Deng Gui untied
the rope used for drawing water, tied it to Ping'er's right wrist, and laughed, "Little girl, go take a bath, wash yourself clean
, I'll pamper you! Haha, haha!" Amidst their laughter, the three men pulled on the rope together, lowering Ping'er
into the well.

The well was dimly lit. Ping'er raised her right arm and was slowly lowered. Her toes felt the cool
water first, then her calves, knees, thighs, gradually reaching her groin, lower abdomen, and finally
her chest. The water rippled gently, teasing her nipples that were close to the surface.

Ping'er sat there, dazed, her right hand going numb in no time. She
cupped her hands in the water, wiping her face and washing away the dirt. She then massaged her breasts, rubbing them lightly.
The cool water cleared her mind, and suddenly a wave of sorrow washed over her. Tears streamed down her face,
dripping into the water.

Recalling the gang rape she had just endured, a wave of intense humiliation washed over her. She thought to herself, "
So what if I'm a maid? Aren't maids human too? You're all servants, why did you treat me like this?"

She had thought she could escape the Song mansion, but instead, she was subjected to another
inhumane abuse in a dilapidated alley. The thought that from now on, she would not only have to satisfy the lust of Song Shangqian and the Zhang brothers,
but might also be raped by Deng Gui and his gang filled Ping'er with despair. The more she thought about it, the more hopeless she became, and she couldn't help but
burst into tears.

Suddenly, one of the men above shouted, "Damn it, what are you crying about?" Ping'er covered her face with one hand and cried out, "
You three are worse than animals… I hate you for life! You… you will all die a horrible
death!"

Deng Gui sneered, "You hate us, right? After we've done it to you a few more times, those who love us won't even have time to spare
! Hey, see if she's had enough washing, it's time to drag her up and do it." The last few words were spoken to his companions.
Several lewd laughs were heard, and the rope was slowly pulled up.

Ping'er knew that once she was pulled up, she would be raped by the three men again. In terror, she suddenly shook her body wildly,
struggling desperately, and cried out, "I won't go up! I won't go up!"

The three men felt the rope shaking violently and immediately tightened their grip, pulling faster. Deng Gui cursed, "
You little slut, what are you making a fuss about! If you don't behave, I'll fuck your little thing!" Ping'er cried, "No,
"No! I'll never let you bully me again!"

The rope swayed, and suddenly, the loop binding Ping'er's wrist loosened, and her small hand slipped out
. Ping'er suddenly felt her body lighten, and
then fell downwards. With a scream, the back of her head slammed against the brick paving of the well with a "thud," and the world spun around her. With a thud, she was plunged back into the cold, and 　　the light from the well quickly disappeared from her sight ...
Little

Maid (Part 5: The End) === ... 　　She blinked wearily, thinking, "Did I not drown? Where am I?" In a fleeting glance, Ping'er saw a figure beside her and was terrified. She gasped and sat up abruptly, covering her chest with a straw mat and darting away like a rabbit to get away from the person. But this movement immediately caused a sharp pain in the back of her head, and she groaned a few times. Seeing her suddenly awake, the person's face lit up with joy. "Ah, you're awake? How are you feeling?" 　　Ping'er, still shaken by her near-death experience, instinctively pushed herself back. She recognized the person ; it wasn't Deng Gui or the others, but a thin boy, no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in shabby clothes patched in many places. Ping'er thought to herself, "So it's just a little beggar." 　　Seeing that the man wasn't Deng Gui's group, she felt a little more at ease, but how could she be so naked, exposed to this little beggar? Embarrassed, she still clung tightly to the straw mat to cover her body. Suddenly, Ping'er felt a pang of sorrow, thinking, "He's been right next to me, of course he's seen me already . What's the point of covering up? Anyway, I have no dignity left..." 　　The little beggar, unaware of her thoughts, took out a small cloth bag from his robes, opened it, and inside was half a steamed bun. He handed the bun to Ping'er, saying, "Are you hungry? Eat something first." 　　Ping'er, having been humiliated for most of the day, was indeed hungry. She blankly reached out and took the bun, eating it in small bites . The little beggar sat on the ground, watching her eat, swallowing hard. Ping'er felt uneasy seeing his strange expression , so she handed the steamed bun back to him, saying, "You're hungry too, keep it for yourself." The little beggar waved his hand, saying, "I'm not hungry, I've already eaten. This half is for you." 　　Seeing that he wouldn't take it, Ping'er continued eating, but seeing him constantly staring at her and swallowing his saliva, she felt embarrassed and said, "What are you looking at?" The little beggar quickly turned his head and said, "Nothing ." Then he changed the subject, saying, "Hey, what are you doing in the well? Who are those three men?" 　　Ping'er trembled and exclaimed, "You saw them?" The little beggar said, "Yes, I saw them gathered around the well. I thought they were drawing water, and I was thinking, 'Draw water...'" Why did it take three people to get to the well? Later, I saw them pull up a rope, talk for a while, drop the rope, and run away in a panic. I went to the well and saw a person floating in it; it terrified me! 　　Ping'er felt a chill run down her spine. She thought, "They thought I fell to my death or drowned, and they didn't dare tell the master, so they wanted to dump my body at the bottom of the well?" Thinking of the hideous faces of Deng Gui and the others when they raped her, Ping'er felt an indescribable disgust. Their indifference afterwards, their refusal to even try to save her, made her tremble with anger . Clutching the steamed bun in her hand, she whispered, "They're not human!" 　　Seeing her sorrowful expression, the little beggar felt a pang of unease, but continued, "You…" "...What happened to you? I went through so much trouble to go down and bring you up, wanting to know what happened , but you still wouldn't wake up, and you weren't dressed, so it was embarrassing to face anyone. I had to find an empty house and use this mat to cover you up..." Ping'er suddenly asked, "Why did you help me?" The little beggar paused for a moment, then said, "I've already rescued you, why wouldn't I help you?" Ping'er secretly shed tears and whispered, " Then why did you save me? I don't look dead. Let me die in that well, it would be over, and... and I wouldn't be bullied anymore... Waaah... Waaah..." Thinking of this, her inner wounds were stirred up, and she could n't help but cover her face and weep bitterly, sobbing uncontrollably. 　　The little beggar panicked and cried out, "Hey, hey, don't cry! Who... who bullied you? How did they bully you?" He asked a few times, but seeing that Ping'er was still only crying, he became a little bored and sat cross-legged to the side watching her cry. 　　Ping'er cried for a while, feeling a little better. She wiped away her tears and looked at the little beggar. The little beggar asked, "Finished crying?" Ping'er, her eyes still red, replied, "I can't finish crying." The little beggar patted his knees lightly a few times and said, "Cry again later if you can't finish. Hey, how did they bully you? Tell me, and I'll find a way to get revenge for you. I'm not as tall or strong as them, but I can still mess with them. Do you believe me ? If you do, I'll help you. That's called... ...that's...doing a good deed to the end, helping someone to the very end , right?" 　　Ping'er looked at the little beggar and saw the earnestness in his eyes. A warm feeling suddenly rose in her heart, and her whole body felt warm. Her eyes welled up, and tears quietly fell again. The little beggar called out, "What's wrong? What's wrong ? Are you going to cry again?" Ping'er gently wiped away her tears and said in a trembling voice, "Can...can you come over here?" The little beggar jumped up, walked to Ping'er's side, and squatted down, saying, "I'm here, what's wrong...ah, ah?" 　　Suddenly, Ping'er threw herself into the little beggar's arms and burst into tears. The little beggar was startled and instinctively hugged her, his hands touching her smooth, soft back and shoulders. He was truly flattered and overwhelmed, his heart pounding wildly. Looking down, he saw her full, beautiful breasts, creating a lovely cleavage against his chest, and he felt even more dizzy. He stammered, "You...you... don't do this, I...I...I..." Ping'er looked up at him, choking back tears, "Weren't you going to help me?" The little beggar said, "I...of course I'll help you, but you have to say so first!" 　　Ping'er remembered the misfortunes she had suffered over the past few days, with no one to confide in, yet this little beggar had such a kind heart and was so willing to help. Overwhelmed with emotion, she felt he was the only reliable person in the world, and nestled in his arms.

She poured out all the grievances she had suffered for over half a month, from witnessing Chun Jie's humiliation to her first
loss of virginity, how she was subsequently harassed by Song Shangqian and the Zhang brothers, and then raped by Deng Gui and his two companions
, recounting it all with tears streaming down her face.

The little beggar, already furious and cursing as he listened, finally broke into a tirade after Ping'er finished:
"A bunch of bastards!" He slammed his fist on the floor, saying, "I thought they were just playing a trick on you, but I never expected
it to be like this! These despicable fellows deserve to be taught a lesson!" Ping'er asked, "How will you teach them a lesson?"
The little beggar pondered for a moment, then said, "The best way to severely punish them is to report them to the authorities and send them
all to jail!"

Ping'er shook her head, "That won't do!" The little beggar asked, "Why?" Ping'er replied, "My master
often associates with officials and has a good relationship with the county magistrate. I... I'm just a maid... How can I win against him in court
?"

The little beggar, however, seemed confident, saying, "No problem! You don't necessarily have to go to the yamen to report them.
A high-ranking official came to the city today, and I'll go see him first thing tomorrow morning. He's a famously honest official; he'll definitely
stand up for you!" Ping'er thought to herself, "Officials protect each other; how many are truly honest officials?
How could a high-ranking official possibly see a little beggar like you?"

But he was, after all, acting out of kindness and wanting to help her, so she couldn't bring herself to say anything discouraging. Ping'er
looked sorrowful, gave a slight bitter smile, and said softly, "Never mind, it's alright. I'm glad you're willing to help me,
that's enough. If you get involved, there might be more trouble."

The little beggar wouldn't give up and wanted to persuade her further, but then he saw Ping'er blink slightly, sneeze, and
shrink back slightly. The little beggar said, "Ah, are you cold?" As soon as the words left his mouth, he knew it was a pointless question.
Ping'er was completely naked, without a single garment. The straw mat covering her front wasn't enough to keep her warm, and her back was bare
, making her even more susceptible to catching a cold. The little beggar scratched his head, looked at Ping'er, and felt very embarrassed.

Ping'er blushed, lowered her head, and whispered, "Don't look." The little beggar hummed in agreement, then
scratched the back of his head and suddenly said, "You can wear my clothes for now. They're tattered, but better than nothing.
I'll steal you a new one tomorrow." He took off the patched-up shirt and handed it to Ping'er,
but she didn't take it; she just looked at him.

The little beggar asked, "What's wrong?" He looked down at the shirt and suddenly said, "Ah, yes, this shirt
smells terrible. I'll wash it for you." He quickly walked out of the house and ran to the well.

Just then, someone placed a wooden bucket by the well. He drew water and washed the clothes clean, thinking
, "This girl is a maid, yet she's so beautiful. I initially thought she was some young lady...
Humph, what is that Song Shangqian? Does he think he can do whatever he wants just because he's rich and powerful? She doesn't want me to report her to the authorities because she's afraid of
him. I can't stand letting someone like that live like this. I must find a way to deal with him..."

After washing the clothes, he sniffed himself and felt that he didn't smell good either. So he
splashed a bucket of water on himself, washed himself quickly, and hurried back into the house. He smiled at Ping'er and said, "Alright, all clean!
" Ping'er smiled and said, "The clothes are wet; they'll be colder if you wear them." The little beggar was taken aback, realizing he had made a
fool of himself. He was immediately embarrassed and said, "This...this...well, let's hang it to dry first." He
hung the clothes on an old chair next to him, inwardly cursing himself for being so foolish.

He returned to Ping'er's side, gazing at her skin exposed above the straw mat—her arms were fair and delicate, her legs
gracefully curved, all perfectly proportioned. Coupled with her pretty and lovely face, he felt his breath quicken, and for some
reason, a bulge appeared in his groin.

Just as he was lost in his reverie, Ping'er suddenly blushed, gently releasing her grip on the straw mat. The
mat slipped down, revealing her round, firm breasts. The little beggar's heart skipped a beat. His eyes widened
, his mind in turmoil. He stammered, "You...you're..." Ping'er lowered her head shyly, leaning against him
, her heart also pounding. She whispered, "Won't you...dislike me?"

The little beggar, dazed, held her, her soft, fragrant body making his blood boil
. Hearing Ping'er's words, he hurriedly said, "How could I? But...I...wait, no, I'm just a beggar
, homeless and penniless, how could I...how could I..." Ping'er whispered...
"I don't care. Take me away, okay? I don't want to go back to the Song family... I... I'll be...
I'll be your maid, please take me away from Qiantang, away from Hangzhou..."

The little beggar held her delicate body, their skin touching, listening to her soft pleas, his soul had already soared
to the heavens, a wave of infatuation washing over him, and he couldn't help but kiss her lips. Their kiss deepened, their bodies
instantly intertwined, embracing and caressing each other. Ping'er's breasts rubbed against his chest
, and the man's genitals, through his thin trousers, probed Ping'er's body.

Their lips parted briefly. Ping'er gasped for breath and whispered, "I...I...I'll give you anything...
Don't leave me, okay? I'm scared...I absolutely don't want to go back..." The little beggar nodded vigorously and
said, "I won't leave you, I mean it!" Ping'er's eyes shone with joy. She lowered
her head shyly and said softly, "Don't lie to me. What...what's your name?" The little beggar said, "Me?
My name is Xiao Dingzi."

Ping'er smiled and said, "Xiao Dingzi? What a fun name." Xiao Dingzi's mouth twisted and he said, "
If others call me that, it becomes my name. Doesn't it sound nice?" Ping'er said softly, "It sounds very nice."
"Little Dingzi said, 'What's your name? You've said everything, except your name.' Ping'er said, 'My name is
Ping'er.' Little Dingzi smiled and said, 'May I call you that?' Ping'er blushed and said, 'Of course
you can.'

Little Dingzi was overjoyed, hugged Ping'er and kissed her, repeatedly saying, 'Ping'er, Ping'er, Ping'er,
Ping'er…' Ping'er's face flushed, and she smiled and said, 'You don't have to keep calling me that.' Little Dingzi said softly
, 'I didn't expect you to be like this… You're such a beautiful girl, and I'm just a beggar… Can I really
…?' Ping'er nodded gently and said softly, 'Yes, I can. I'm willing, I just hope… you
… you can… treat me well, not like the master and the others…'

As she said this, Ping'er's eyes glistened, as if she was about to cry again. Little Dingzi gently…"
He nuzzled her ear and whispered, "I know." Ping'er gently closed her eyes, and the two were once again immersed in a passionate
kiss.

A burning love quickly ignited between their bodies.

After a series of enchanting kisses, Xiao Dingzi and Ping'er's desires were uncontrollable, and they needed
to be satisfied in the most intimate way. Ping'er skillfully pulled down Xiao Dingzi's pants, and seeing his erect penis
, her face flushed. She softly asked, "Do you want to come in?" Xiao Dingzi replied, "May I?
" Ping'er nodded shyly, sat on the ground, and slowly parted her legs, revealing her private parts.

Xiao Dingzi gazed at the flowing spring, the pink flesh glistening with moisture, and felt a
surge of excitement, his penis swelling. He pressed himself against Ping'er, aiming his penis at her honeyed opening. However,
he was too nervous; for a moment, the head of his penis kept bumping against her thigh, unable to penetrate in one go. The mere
touch of the full, soft muscles on her thighs was enough to make Xiao Dingzi feel incredibly comfortable, almost causing him to ejaculate easily.

Ping'er, experiencing the clumsy technique of a virgin for the first time, was extremely shy. Under Xiao Dingzi's caresses,
she breathed softly, her love juices flowing freely. She had been violated by men many times, but had never experienced mutual
intercourse. Her nervousness was like that of a virgin experiencing love for the first time—both excited and expectant
. When Xiao Dingzi finally grasped the technique and inserted his passionate penis into her, Ping'er trembled
and let out a blissful moan.

Only then did Ping'er truly experience the pleasure between a man and a woman, how intoxicating it could be. Physical pleasure
was completely controlled by her own feelings of liking and disliking. Actions that she had previously loathed during rape now
felt like soft moans of pleasure as Xiao Dingzi performed them. He vigorously kneaded Ping'er's breasts, waist
, buttocks, and thighs. Her soft, supple skin, with its alluring elasticity, fueled his desire
to rise endlessly.

At the same time, Ping'er enjoyed the intense and direct caresses, and the active penis inside her
caused her to overflow with love juices, emitting comfortable sighs. The increasingly erotic scene completely intoxicated Ping'er
; her trembling eyelashes, warm breath, sticky sweat, and clenched toes all indicated that she
was in a state of extreme arousal.

Amidst the mingling of sweat, the two moved their bodies, their union growing ever closer.
The squelching sounds of their thrusting grew louder and faster, and Ping'er's moans rose in sync. The young penis, experiencing love for the first time,
quickly ejaculated its essence inside Ping'er.

Then came the second, the third… Ping'er, as if trying to hold onto this feeling of happiness, continually offered her
body, letting Xiao Dingzi explore and cultivate it, entwining with her again and again. Finally, after several
intense orgasms, Ping'er was completely conquered by Xiao Dingzi's penis, collapsing into his arms with a soft moan, exhausted, and drifting off to
sleep.

Ping'er woke up in the darkness. She was lying on a tattered straw mat, naked from the waist down, wearing Xiao Dingzi's
tattered clothes on her upper body, but they were already dried, presumably Xiao Dingzi had put them on her while she slept.
She felt sticky from sweating in the night and sat up.

The soft moonlight streamed in through the hole in the roof, and Ping'er looked around by the moonlight; there was no one else in the dilapidated house
. She called softly, "Xiao Dingzi, Xiao Dingzi!"

Only silence; there was no response. Ping'er rose sadly, murmuring, "Xiao Dingzi..."

She sat up, savoring the passionate lovemaking she had shared with Xiao Dingzi before falling asleep—it was so beautiful
, like a dream, yet also like reality. Looking at her clothes, Ping'er whispered, "It's real.
" Looking back at the room, there was no one else, not even Xiao Dingzi.

A wave of loneliness and emptiness washed over her, and Ping'er couldn't help but cry out
, "Xiao Dingzi... Xiao Dingzi! You...you mustn't go, don't leave...me..."

She touched her lower body; the afterglow of their intimacy still lingered, but he was gone. Ping'er wept bitterly.
The support she had just found, the fleeting pleasure, had vanished in an instant. How could she not be heartbroken?

She waited dejectedly, an hour passed, and dawn broke, but Xiao Dingzi still hadn't returned
.

Disappointed, Ping'er sat on the mat, lost and bewildered. Suddenly, footsteps
approached from outside the door. Ping'er rushed to the door, calling out joyfully, "Little Dingzi!"

Opening the door, a middle-aged scholar's face appeared before her, followed by three burly men.
The man smiled and said, "Good...good, Ping'er, so you're here!"

This face terrified her, as if struck by lightning. Ping'er's heart pounded, and she took a few steps back in a panic,
stammering, "Master...Master..."

Before she could try to escape, the three farmhands surrounded her, grabbing her and revealing sinister
grins.

Ping'er was taken back to the Song residence. Deng Gui and the others had assumed Ping'er was dead in the well.
When they reported this to Song Shangqian, he ordered them to dispose of the body, only to discover that Ping'er was no longer in the well. Song Shangqian and the three
men searched for Ping'er throughout the night, finally finding her again at dawn and bringing her back to the residence.

Song Shangqian tied Ping'er to a pillar in the study. Deng Gui and two others stood nearby, already
eager to indulge their lust. Ping'er was stripped naked, her breasts supported by ropes from below, making
them appear even more shapely. However, her expression was sorrowful and she looked extremely haggard. With Xiao Dingzi gone, Ping'er had fallen back into the abyss of lust .
Disappointment and grief made her wish for death.

Song Shangqian pulled down his trousers and sneered, "Ping'er, you're too disobedient, actually trying to escape! You
've really disgraced me by raising you for so many years! Today I'll punish you severely." He said to Deng Gui, "After I rest
, you can all enjoy Ping'er once, then call all the other farmhands over, and they can take turns
." Deng Gui respectfully replied, "Yes, sir." A smug look appeared on his lips as he glanced at Ping'er's
voluptuous body, clearly lusting after her.

Song Shangqian stepped forward, caressing Ping'er's breasts, and laughed, "Ping'er, do you know now? You ca
n't escape." He then pressed down on her, forcing his penis into her tender opening. Ping'er turned her
head away, closed her eyes, knowing that struggling was futile; she could only accept her fate. Tears streamed down her face as she thought,
"My fate is still like this… Oh well, there's no other way…" She thought of Xiao Dingzi…
A sudden, sharp pain shot through his head. He let out a soft sob and thought, "It must all be a dream!"

Just as Song Shangqian's penis was about to penetrate her, the study door suddenly opened, and Chun Jie walked in
, saying, "Master, we have a guest!" Her expression was calm as she stared directly at Song Shangqian, seemingly unmoved by
the lewd scene in the room. Song Shangqian frowned and said, "What guest? Tell him to wait in the hall!" Just as he was about to continue
his work, he heard Chun Jie say calmly, "This distinguished guest cannot wait. Lord Yu, please!"

Upon hearing the words "Lord Yu," Song Shangqian was startled and turned around abruptly. He saw a
long-bearded man standing at the door, with a stern appearance and an imposing presence. The man slowly walked into the study, glanced at Song Shangqian, snorted , and
said, "Take him away!"

Song Shangqian already knew who the man was, and he immediately trembled with fear, stammering, "Lord Yu...
Lord Yu...I am..." Before he could finish speaking, several constables entered the room and
dragged the naked Song Shangqian and three farmhands out. Ping'er, in her astonishment, forgot the shame of being naked in front of others
and stared blankly at the man. A young boy ran in from outside, calling out, "Ping'er, Ping'er, are you alright
?"

Ping'er saw the boy and cried out in surprise, "Little...Little Dingzi!"

Little Dingzi rushed forward, untied the ropes binding Ping'er, and Sister Chun, who had already brought clothes, immediately draped them over her
shoulders. Ping'er laughed and cried with joy, hugging Xiao Dingzi tightly and exclaiming, "Xiao Dingzi! I thought you
ran away and would never come back!" Xiao Dingzi looked at Chun Jie and the high-ranking official, feeling quite embarrassed, and said, "
How could I run away? Didn't I say I wouldn't abandon you? I kept my word!" Ping'er nestled in his arms and asked,
"Then...where did you go?" Xiao Dingzi replied, "I went to find Lord Yu, Lord Yu Qian
!" Ping'er was stunned, turning to look at the high-ranking official, and said, "You...you are Yu Qian...Lord Yu?"

This was during the Zhengtong era of the Ming Dynasty. Yu Qian, the Left Vice Minister of War, was renowned throughout the land for his integrity. He had served as an inspector in Jiangxi
, and later as governor of Henan and Shanxi, where he investigated cases, implemented reforms, and redressed countless injustices. The people hailed him as the reincarnation of Bao Zheng of the Song Dynasty. Yu Qian
was originally from Qiantang. He had recently returned to his hometown to visit a seriously ill elder in his clan and to investigate the people's conditions. Although Ping'er had heard
Yulan say that a high-ranking official was coming from the capital, she never imagined it would be Yu Qian. She stared blankly at Xiao Dingzi
and said, "Why didn't you tell me first?"

Xiao Dingzi replied, "You wouldn't let me go, so I had to sneak away. I went to the yamen to ask where Lord Yu lived
, but they wouldn't tell me. So I went door to door asking, and finally I found him!" Ping'er wiped away her tears,
her face full of smiles, and whispered, "Silly girl!"

At this moment, Yu Qian stepped forward and said, "You are Ping'er?" Seeing him speak, Ping'er hurriedly
separated from Xiao Dingzi, knelt on the ground, and whispered, "This humble woman is Ping'er. Greetings, Lord Yu!" Yu Qian said:
"Get up, you've been frightened, you should rest first." He coughed lightly, then said, "
I've heard everything from Xiao Dingzi. In court, you'll need to testify before Song Shangqian can be convicted."
Ping'er was deeply shaken, recalling the events of the past few days, unsure whether to be happy or sad, and sobbed, "Yes
... thank you, Lord Yu!"

In court, everyone gathered. Yu Qian, acting as the magistrate, presided over the case. He first convicted Song Shangqian of adultery and corrupting the village
, then discovered that Deng Gui and others had a history of misconduct, including the rape and murder of women. If Xiao Dingzi hadn't saved Ping'er
, their crimes would have included another life. Based on the testimonies of Ping'er, Chun Jie, Xiao Dingzi, and others, Song
Shangqian, Deng Gui, and others were imprisoned to await their fate.

The Zhang brothers, who had parted ways with Song Shangqian at Shuiyan Tower and were already on their way back to Suzhou, were also
arrested by Yu Qian's men, stripped of their official titles, and convicted. Of the six, Song Shangqian, ashamed of his disgrace and unable
to face his fellow villagers, committed suicide in prison. Deng Gui and another farmhand were executed. The Zhang brothers, having been found guilty
of misdeeds in Suzhou, were also executed. Only one of Song's farmhands escaped death, but was imprisoned for life,
never to leave again.

Yu Qian had finished his verdict, granting Ping'er and Chun Jie their freedom, freeing them from staying in the Song household. Chun Jie decided to return to
her hometown of Yangzhou, but Ping'er didn't know where to go. Yu Qian asked, "Ping'er, don't you have any relatives
?" Ping'er shook her head and whispered, "I've lost them all." Yu Qian pondered for a long time, then suddenly said, "How about this
, I'll take you to the capital and arrange for you to be a maid in the mansion."

Ping'er was stunned, saying, "A... maid?" Her expression clearly showed hesitation. Yu Qian said
, "You have no skills now, how can a young girl like you make a living? I don't need you to sign a contract. Once you've saved some money and found a family to entrust your life to, you can leave anytime." He smiled slightly and said, " I judged
your case, and no matter what, I will never do the same thing again. You can rest assured." Ping'er hurriedly said, "How could Ping'er dare to doubt you, sir? But...but..." She glanced at Xiao Dingzi, her reluctance naturally showing. 　　Suddenly, Xiao Dingzi cried out, "Lord Yu, Ping'er and I are inseparable. Please... please take me in too. I'll do anything, as long as I can be with Ping'er!" Ping'er blushed and lowered her head , thinking, "Why say that? It's so embarrassing!" 　　Yu Qian looked at the two of them, smiled and nodded, saying, "Alright, both of you come with me." 　　Time passed quickly. On this day, in the Yu residence in the capital, a young couple hid in the woodshed, engaging in intimate acts. 　　"Ah, ah... um..." Ping'er, her skirt lifted, lay weakly on a pile of firewood , moaning comfortably. Xiao Dingzi thrust into her from behind, his penis moving in and out skillfully, while his hand slipped inside her clothes, kneading her full breasts. 　　Ping'er gasped, "Xiao... Xiao Dingzi... harder... ah!" Her last high-pitched cry seemed to soar high into the sky. Xiao Dingzi whispered, "How...how is it?" Ping'er gasped, "So...so good...so comfortable...ah, ahhh..." The intense intercourse immediately blurred her words, turning them into muffled moans. 　　Xiao Dingzi and Ping'er had been staying at the Yu residence as servants and maids for several months. At the Yu residence, with Yu Qian maintaining discipline, Ping'er would no longer suffer the unreasonable harassment she had experienced at the Song residence. She was grateful for Yu Qian's kindness and worked diligently at the Yu residence, not finding it hardship. She even grew to like herself.

Her status as a maidservant allowed her to repay Yu Qian little by little, even though it was just a simple job.

However, Ping'er's body was still frequently violated by men, leaving her drenched in sweat and panting heavily
. The difference from before was that only Xiao Dingzi could enjoy her body. Whenever there was nothing to do at night,
the two would secretly meet, their skin touching, indulging in passionate lovemaking. For Ping'er, being with Xiao Dingzi
was endless sweetness, and the trauma she had suffered in the past gradually faded.

With a "plop," Xiao Dingzi ejaculated inside Ping'er. Xiao Dingzi breathed a sigh of relief, turned Ping'er
over, and prepared to penetrate her from the front again. Ping'er gently pushed him away, softly panting, "No...no...
come back tonight." Xiao Dingzi rubbed her breasts, laughing, "But I can't wait."

Ping'er blushed, slapped his hand, and said reproachfully, "Even if you can't wait, you have to! Tonight...
I...I'll wait for you here, then you can do whatever you want. But not now!" Xiao Dingzi laughed, "
Okay, okay, whatever you want." He pulled up his pants and said, "Can I have a kiss?" Ping'er shook
her head shyly, laughing, "No way." Xiao Dingzi hugged her tightly, laughing, "I'll do it myself." He then
kissed her soft, cherry-like lips.

Ping'er ran away, blushing, laughing, "Going to work now, seeing how playful you are, you'll never marry
me."

Though she spoke jokingly, her heart was filled with a warm, happy feeling. She knew that since Xiao Dingzi arrived at the Yu residence, he
had diligently completed every task, hoping to save up his wages as soon as possible so he could say goodbye to Yu Qian and
live with her. Together, they moved towards this dream, their pace slow but steady.

After tidying their clothes, they chatted and laughed as they reached the side hall. Another maid approached, smiling,
"Oh, Ping'er, seeing your lover again?" Ping'er smiled shyly and whispered, "Not at all." The
maid smiled, "Whether you are or not, come and help. There's a tray of tea in the kitchen; take it to the main hall
. We have guests today, and there's a lot to do." Ping'er nodded in agreement,
smiled and said goodbye to Xiao Dingzi, ran to the kitchen to get the tea tray, and headed to the main hall.

In the hall, Yu Qian was discussing matters with four visitors. Ping'er served tea to everyone, and
when she came to a young scholar, her heart skipped a beat upon seeing his face. She was so surprised she almost cried out
.

The scholar, seeing Ping'er's reaction, paused for a moment. Ping'er's heart pounded wildly. She thought, "
It's...it's him, it's Young Master Wen, the one I met at West Lake that day...yes, his name is Wen Yuan...why is he
here? Is he looking for me? No...impossible, how could that be? Of course he's looking for Lord Yu...but
...but...how could it be such a coincidence? I thought I wouldn't see him again, but...but I've run into him again! He's still
so dashing, and I...I'm still just a maid..." Looking at the man who had stirred her heart for the first time
, she suddenly blushed, unsure what to do.

Wen Yuan, seeing Ping'er standing there motionless, her face flushed, felt something was amiss and asked, "Miss,
what's wrong?" Ping'er remained silent, lost in thought. A young girl beside Wen Yuan suddenly grabbed his shoulder and laughed, "Hey
, you bad boy, what mischief have you done to this girl again?" Wen Yuan smiled bitterly, "I'm innocent,
Xiao Yin, don't always try to pin this on me." Looking at Ping'er, he suddenly said, "But... miss, I think I
've seen you before."

Upon hearing this, Ping'er panicked even more, her mind in turmoil, thinking of Wen Yuan and then of Xiao Dingzi, her face
growing hotter and hotter. Suddenly, she glanced at the girl beside Wen Yuan and saw her smiling mischievously at him,
her beauty breathtaking. A sudden realization dawned on her: "What's there to worry about? Nothing happened between me and Young Master Wen
. He has a girl he likes, and I have Xiao Dingzi. All the sad and troublesome things from the past
should have been left behind long ago. Otherwise, how can I live happily? Lord Yu helped me, Xiao Dingzi saved me, and I
already have new dreams. Why dwell on the past?"

Thinking of Xiao Dingzi, Ping'er smiled gently and whispered to Wen Yuan, "No
, Young Master, I rarely go out." She lowered her head slightly, her smile as bright as spring blossoms, and
said lightly, "I'm just a... little maid!"

--Excerpt from the side story of Shi Jingduan, "The Little Maid." The End

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