Thirteen Sisters

1. Self-Sacrifice
In the late Ming Dynasty, in the Wuyi Mountains, there was a lush mountain range known as "Four Buddha Ridge" because it housed four temples, each with its own treasured artifact—a golden Buddha, a silver Guanyin, a bronze Arhat, and an iron Vajra. Thus, the four temples were respectively called "Golden Buddha Temple," "Silver Buddha Temple," "Bronze Buddha Temple," and "Iron Buddha Temple." The Wuyi Mountains enjoyed favorable weather year after year, which everyone attributed to the blessings of the bodhisattvas in these four temples. People from hundreds of miles around came to burn incense and worship, making the four temples extremely popular and renowned far and wide.
However, later, four evil monks arrived, killing or driving away the original abbots of the temples, occupying the four temples, and proclaiming themselves the Golden Buddha Master, Silver Buddha Master, Bronze Buddha Master, and Iron Buddha Master. Instead of teaching sutras and Buddhist chants, they instruct the young monks to practice martial arts and force the surrounding people to pay exorbitant taxes. Those who refused are either beaten or imprisoned in the temple and severely tortured. Some young monks, outraged, try to reason with them, but they are no match for these martial arts monks. They are beaten bloody, with broken legs and folded arms, forced to swallow their grievances. Many flee to seek refuge with relatives and friends, or go far away.
At this time, a female knight-errant appears. Being the thirteenth child in her family, she is known as Thirteenth Sister. She possesses excellent martial arts skills, loves to fight injustice, and specifically opposes evil forces. Several times she has driven away the wicked monks who forcibly collect rent. Mentioning Thirteenth Sister terrifies the monks of the four temples, making them afraid to collect rent. What made the four wicked monks even more humiliated was that the treasures of their four temples were stolen overnight. They believed it was Thirteen Sister who was responsible and hated her with a vengeance. However, she was highly skilled in martial arts, appearing and disappearing without a trace, and the four monks were powerless against her.
One day, Monk Golden Buddha devised a vicious plan. He ordered his monks to capture more than a hundred women and imprison them in the temple, claiming that they were secretly in league with the female thief Thirteen Sister. He gave them ten days to hand over Thirteen Sister; otherwise, they would be sent to a desolate land to be forced into prostitution. Cries filled the temple grounds.
On the afternoon of the tenth day, Monk Golden Buddha ordered his monks to take the more than a hundred women to an open space at the foot of the mountain in front of the Golden Buddha Temple and surround them. Seeing that it was getting late, Monk Golden Buddha was about to give the order to take them away when suddenly, dust billowed in the distance, and a black horse galloped in, carrying a person whose cloak fluttered in the wind, like a lithe eagle descending from the sky.
As the black horse drew closer, the person dismounted, only to find it was a young woman. She slapped the horse's rump, and the large black horse turned and galloped away, disappearing into the distance.
Everyone looked at the woman; she was slender and spirited. Her outfit was a striking combination of black and red: black clothes and trousers, with a red belt around her waist that accentuated her slender figure and full breasts, sparking endless imagination. She wore red leather boots with a black leather trim on the top. Her jet-black hair was tied back with a red scarf, its two bright red tips curling upwards. Her black cloak was lined with red. A sword hung at her left hip, and a bow slung across her shoulder; the sword and bow were also black and red. A black veil covered her face, obscuring her features, but revealing arched eyebrows and long eyelashes beneath a pair of bright, captivating eyes.
"Who are you?" the Golden Buddha monk shouted.
"Thirteenth Sister."
Upon hearing this, all the monks took a step back in fright.
"Are you really Thirteenth Sister?" the Golden Buddha monk asked in surprise, unable to believe that Thirteenth Sister had actually returned to walk right into their trap.
"I never change my name or surname; Thirteenth Sister is me."
"How can you convince us that you are Thirteenth Sister?" the Golden Buddha monk still wasn't convinced. It turned out that Thirteenth Sister always wore a black veil over her face when she fought evil, so although they had dealt with her many times, they had never seen her true face.
"Alright, today I'll let you see my face."
With that, the girl raised her hand and removed the black veil from Thirteenth Sister's face. As the black veil was removed, everyone gasped in amazement. They had assumed someone skilled in martial arts would be burly and menacing, but instead, a stunningly beautiful face was revealed. She had fair skin, cherry-red lips, a delicate, straight nose, and especially striking were her large, bright eyes, clear as lake water, with long eyelashes that blinked with a youthful innocence. Everyone was stunned, thinking she was a celestial being descended to earth.
The girl then gave a cold laugh, took a bow from her shoulder, and pulled an iron pellet from her slingshot. She drew the bow to its full extent and shouted, "Look at the third bell on the left!" With that, she released the pellet, which whistled through the air and struck the third wind chime under the eaves on the left side of the main hall of the Golden Buddha Temple with a clang.
"Good!" cheers erupted from the monks. Some of the monks who had suffered at the hands of Thirteen Sister's pellet-throwing technique rubbed their bald heads.
But with a "thud," the girl threw her bow and slingshot pouch onto the ground in front of her.
Everyone was stunned.
The girl drew her sword again, and with a slight flourish, her entire body was enveloped in sword light. When she stopped, her face was neither flushed nor out of breath, but small cuts were visible on the leaves of the large willow tree beside her. Everyone recognized that this was indeed Thirteen Sister's unique swordsmanship.
She really was Thirteen Sister.
But then the girl threw her sword to the ground as well.
Everyone was stunned again. You must know that weapons are life to those who practice martial arts; surrendering a weapon is tantamount to handing over one's life to another.
"Old bald monk, you must keep your word. Release these respectable women, and I, Thirteen Sister, will be at your disposal."
Upon hearing this, the captured women were both happy and worried. They were overjoyed that there was hope of rescue, but worried that such a beautiful heroine would surely suffer a terrible fate in the hands of these wicked monks. For the past ten days, they had only endured minor physical pain, yet they were already crying and wailing. The monks said this was only the lightest punishment; if they were to suffer any more, how could their bodies withstand it? The thought sent chills down their spines.
Meanwhile, the monks were all delighted. In the past, they had tried every means to capture Thirteen Sister but had always failed miserably. Now, she had delivered herself to their doorstep—it was unbelievable.
"Well done, Thirteen Sister! Truly a chivalrous woman! You're willing to risk your life to save these people who have nothing to do with you. I admire you. I, the Golden Buddha Monk, am a man of my word. Men, release them!" With that, the Golden Buddha Monk waved his hand, and the monk soldiers withdrew their encirclement.
Over a hundred women were overjoyed. They thanked Thirteen Sister profusely, then reunited with their families on the other side. After a brief moment of weeping, they hurriedly left like fish that had escaped a net, fearing another mishap and being captured again.
The square, which had been filled with the cries of husbands and wives, and the wailing of fathers and sons, fell silent in an instant. On one side, only Thirteen Sister remained standing there alone, the setting sun casting her long shadow on the ground, making her appear particularly lonely; on the other side stood a hundred or so monk soldiers, their swords drawn, fully alert, a dark mass. Facing over a hundred people alone, she felt an indescribable loneliness.
She had stepped forward to save the people in distress, but would anyone come to her rescue when she was in trouble? She knew this evil force was too powerful, and the power of ordinary people was too weak; how could she dare to confront it? She took a deep breath, trying to relax her nerves to face the great test that was about to begin.
"Hahaha, Thirteenth Sister, you're exactly what I want. You alone are far better than those hundred-plus. Men, surround her!" the Golden Buddha Monk ordered.
The monks, wielding clubs, obeyed and ran in formation from both sides. Thirteen Sister watched as they approached, a fierce internal struggle raging within her: to escape or not to escape? Her palms were slightly sweaty, and she unconsciously clenched her fists. Several times she wanted to rush out, but she restrained herself. As the net tightened, her chances of escape dwindled, and her heart sank deeper and deeper. Finally, the two formations joined together, and the net closed. Thirteen Sister looked around and saw seventy or eighty well-trained monks surrounding her, maintaining a distance of about ten feet, completely encircling her like an iron barrel.
"Take her bow and sword," the Golden Buddha monk further ordered.
Two monks carefully picked up Thirteen Sister's bow and sword from the ground. Seeing that she made no move, they quickly returned them to the Golden Buddha monk.
Seeing that Thirteen Sister was unarmed, the Golden Buddha Monk felt even more at ease: "Men, tie her up."
Four burly monks approached from all sides, one of them carrying a bundle of rope.
Resisting now offered a last chance to escape; if she were tied up, she would be at their mercy. Thirteen Sister had no idea what fate awaited her. But having made up her mind to sacrifice herself to save others, how could she back out? In the brief moment of hesitation, the four monks grabbed her arms.
A sense of foreboding washed over her. Thirteen Sister panicked and regretted her decision. "No…don't tie me up…" she cried out, struggling desperately to break free. At 1.68 meters tall, Thirteen Sister was considered tall for a woman, but the four specially chosen monks were all over 1.8 meters tall and incredibly strong. Thirteen Sister still appeared petite among them. Thirteen Sister fought back fiercely, but with four monks pressing against her, she couldn't use her fists and feet effectively and was extremely passive. Some monks grabbed her waist, some pulled her arms, and some tripped her up. Thirteen Sister could only resist with all her might. From a distance, all that could be seen was five people tangled together, shifting from one side to the other, the dust rising up making it difficult for the watching monks to tell whether Thirteen Sister had been subdued. Monk Golden Buddha was so nervous that his heart was in his throat.
The four monks were no ordinary people. One monk wrapped his arm around Thirteen Sister's neck, making it hard for her to breathe. Another monk pressed hard on Thirteen Sister's shoulder pressure point, and Thirteen Sister felt a wave of numbness and weakness in her arm. Her hand was pulled apart by the four monks, who then twisted it behind her back. Thirteen Sister was a martial artist with strong muscles, and although she was at a disadvantage, she was not easily subdued. Seeing this, two of the four monks grabbed her legs and lifted her up forcefully. Thirteen Sister lost her balance and was thrown face down to the ground. The four monks quickly pinned her down. One monk straddled her flailing legs, while the other two twisted her arms behind her back, binding her wrists tightly.
"Quick, tie her up! We can't hold her down any longer!" three monks urged the monk with the rope.
The monk with the rope immediately looped it around Thirteen Sister's shoulders, quickly wrapping it around her wrists, then crossing and tightening the rope around her wrists. He then passed the rope behind her neck, lifting her wrists upwards until the rope was completely tight around her arms, finally passing the rope through her wrists again. In this way, Thirteen Sister's wrists were tied behind her back, rendering her completely immobile from shoulder to wrist.
The four monks were panting heavily, having struggled for quite some time before finally managing to tie her up securely.
"Thirteenth Sister, you want to run now? Too late." Seeing that Thirteenth Sister was still struggling, and fearing the rope wasn't secure enough, the four monks continued to wrap it around her, tying knot after knot until they were sure her arms and body were bound together.
"I never imagined someone so young could have such strength. It took all four of us to tie her up."
"That was close, she almost escaped."
"But we've finally tied her up. Tying up a girl like this is exciting." The monks excitedly looked at their bound female captive, teasing her while also taking liberties with Thirteenth Sister's face and breasts, pinching them until she cried out. "
Bald monk, don't touch me!"
Seeing that Thirteenth Sister couldn't escape, the four monks finally wiped the sweat from their brows and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hahahaha..." The Golden Buddha Monk, initially worried when he saw Thirteen Sister struggling, laughed heartily now that she was finally bound.
"Bring her here."
The four monks brought Thirteen Sister in front of the Golden Buddha Monk. Thirteen Sister, bound for the first time and deprived of her freedom, struggled incessantly, her large eyes revealing defiance and anger.
The Golden Buddha Monk now had a chance to examine Thirteen Sister's face closely. He lifted her chin, and she turned her face away.
"Tsk tsk, such tender skin," the Golden Buddha Monk said, rubbing his fingers together. "Such a pretty face."
"Golden Buddha Monk, quickly take me to the authorities," Thirteen Sister interrupted him.
"Send her to the authorities? Don't rush."
"Then what do you want?"
"I'll show you the power of my Four Great Buddhist Temples."
"What are you going to do?"
"What am I going to do? You'll find out later."
"Are you going to use torture?"
"Use torture? That's too lenient. Hahahaha... Men, tie her to the pillar in the main hall. Be careful, this girl is highly skilled in martial arts, don't let her escape."
The monks swarmed and escorted Thirteen Sister to the main hall of the Golden Buddha Temple, leaning her against a thick red wooden pillar. Her arms, shoulders, breasts, waist, abdomen, knees, and feet were all bound to the pillar with ropes, tightened so she couldn't move. They also sent messengers on horseback to inform the other three temples, summoning the Silver, Bronze, and Iron monks to come quickly to discuss the matter.
"Golden Buddha, you old bald donkey, release me quickly!" Thirteen Sister felt very uncomfortable with the Golden Buddha monk's lewd gaze sweeping over her body.
Seeing Thirteen Sister captured, the Golden Buddha Monk was overjoyed. Ever since Thirteen Sister had opposed the Four Great Buddhist Temples, causing them considerable suffering, the Golden Buddha Monk had vowed that if he ever captured her, he would torture her repeatedly to avenge his hatred. He had even dreamt more than once of capturing Thirteen Sister, tying her up, and ravaging her, only to wake up to find himself wet with semen. Now, his dream had become a reality, especially since Thirteen Sister's beauty far exceeded his imagination. A living, breathing, beautiful, youthful, and highly skilled Thirteen Sister was bound before him, and for the next few days he could do whatever he wanted with her. He was incredibly excited, almost unable to believe his good fortune, and various plans to torture Thirteen Sister flashed through his mind…
Just as he was thinking, his train of thought was interrupted. The Silver, Bronze, and Iron Monks arrived at the Golden Buddha Temple on horseback.
They congratulated the Golden Buddha Monk as soon as they entered.
"It's truly a stroke of luck! Capturing this female thief has removed a major threat from our hearts."
"Congratulations, Brother! You've truly done a great service to our Four Buddha Ridge!"
"Great! From now on, we can finally sleep peacefully, hahaha!"
As they spoke, the three monks looked at Thirteen Sister, who was tied to the pillar. They had never seen her before.
"I never expected this female thief to be so beautiful," the Bronze Buddha Monk exclaimed.
"That fair skin, those bright, sparkling eyes, that nose, that little mouth, that figure—she's even more beautiful than the Seven Fairies!" The Silver Buddha monk said, pinching the heroine's cheek.
"Don't touch me!" Thirteen Sister cried out angrily, struggling in the ropes.
"Heh, quite the temper, huh?" The Silver Buddha monk chuckled. "I just love wild, untamed girls; that's the most fun to play with, hahaha." "
Exactly, not a single prostitute in a brothel can compare," the Iron Buddha monk said lecherously.
Thirteen Sister, enraged, yelled, "You bunch of lecherous donkeys, let me go! If you dare lay a finger on me, I'll send you all to meet the King of Hell!"
"Hahahaha," Thirteen Sister's words only elicited laughter from the four monks.
"Thirteenth Sister, you've already surrendered, yet you still dare to boast."
"We'll go see the King of Hell, while you ascend to heaven as an immortal."
Seeing the three monks surrounding Thirteenth Sister and unwilling to leave, Monk Golden Buddha called out, "Come, let's discuss how to deal with this female thief."
Monk Iron Buddha immediately interjected, "Give her to our Iron Buddha Temple! Our entire temple has suffered at the hands of this female thief, and today we will definitely avenge her!"
"Or give her to our Copper Buddha Temple! Three of my disciples died at the hands of this female thief, how can we not avenge this?"
"Our temple's Silver Guanyin was also stolen by this female thief. Give her to our temple, and I will definitely get back our treasured artifact."
Everyone argued endlessly.
Finally, Monk Golden Buddha said, "I think everyone should stop arguing. All four of our temples have suffered at the hands of this woman, and we all want to deal with her personally to vent our hatred. Now that she's in my hands, are we afraid she'll escape?"
"Then what should we do, Elder Brother?" Monk Iron Buddha asked impatiently. "In my opinion," 　　said the monks,
"this woman should be dealt with by our four temples in turns, one day per temple. You can each use your own tricks and methods to show her our power and make her submit. What do you say?" The monks readily agreed. 　　To ensure fairness, the four monks drew lots to determine the order of treatment. Iron Buddha Temple was on the first day, Bronze Buddha Temple on the second, Silver Buddha Temple on the third, and Gold Buddha Temple on the last day. 　　The Gold Buddha monk said, "Tormenting her is fine, but we mustn't cripple her. Otherwise, what's the point of it if she comes to me on the fourth day?" 　　The other three monks said, "Brother is absolutely right. We should torture her slowly and enjoy her. That's what makes it interesting." 　　The Gold Buddha monk added, "Since it's the last day for my Gold Buddha Temple, I'll host a feast on the last day. It's a rare occasion for us all to gather. Let's have a good drink and celebrate our capture of the female thief." 　　The monks cheered. 　　Hearing the four wicked monks treat her like an object to be manipulated, Thirteen Sister was both anxious and angry. 　　The Golden Buddha Monk grinned wickedly, saying, "This female thief is a beauty beyond compare, both in looks and figure. I've lived most of my life and never seen a woman so skilled in martial arts and so beautiful. My brother is lucky; this woman has willingly walked into our trap. Today, it's our turn to feast our eyes." 　　"Brother, you mean..." The Silver Buddha Monk seemed to guess the Golden Buddha Monk's meaning. 　　"Let's have a good look today and see the beauty's body." 　　Upon hearing this, Thirteen Sister was both angry and anxious. In the martial arts world, the most ruthless word is "lust." She originally thought that by exchanging herself for the freedom of many women, the monks would at most hand her over to the authorities and throw her in jail. She never expected that these monks would dare to do such a despicable thing. 　　"Ah, if you dare touch me, I will never forgive you. Do you even deserve to be called Buddhist disciples?" 　　"Thirteenth Sister, you only have yourself to blame. Who told you to be so beautiful? To be able to be close to a beauty like you, I would gladly be punished to go to the eighteenth level of hell. The next four days are your time in hell, but today we're going to play with you first." 　　As he spoke, the four lewd monks surrounded Thirteenth Sister, who was tied to the pillar, with ill intentions. She didn't know what they were going to do to her. She had only ever heard of virtuous girls being violated, but she never thought that such a fate would fall on her head. 　　"Don't come any closer!" Thirteenth Sister cried out. 　　But the four monks got closer and closer, like four hungry wolves surrounding a lamb. 　　"Take off her outer clothes first," the Golden Buddha monk ordered. 　　The Silver and Bronze monks grabbed Thirteenth Sister's arms, one on each side. 　　"Ah, ah, what are you doing? Let me go..." Thirteenth Sister's big eyes showed a look of panic. 　　Ignoring Thirteen Sister's cries and resistance, the two monks, Silver and Bronze, first untied the ropes binding her upper body and waist to the pillar, then removed all the ropes binding her upper body. However, her legs and feet remained tied to the pillar, and her hands were still bound behind her back, preventing her escape. The two monks carefully untied the ropes binding her wrists, and before she could struggle, they forcefully twisted her arms backward. Thirteen Sister felt as if her shoulders were about to break, and involuntarily cried out "Ouch!" as she bent over. 　　"Let's take a look at the beauty's buttocks first." The two monks pressed Thirteen Sister's shoulders down forcefully, twisting her arms so they were raised backward towards the sky. 　　"Ugh..." Thirteen Sister was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. The poor heroine was forced to bend over and bow her head under the force of two men. 　　Seeing that Thirteen Sister was unable to resist, the Golden Buddha Monk stepped forward and removed her black cloak, then pulled off the red sash around her waist. The Silver and Bronze Monks grabbed Thirteen Sister's collar and pulled it to the left and right, revealing the girl's full breasts. The two monks then pulled her upper garment down along her arms, revealing Thirteen Sister's rounded shoulders and smooth arms, leaving only a red bodice covering her upper body. Thirteen Sister felt their hands brushing against her breasts, a tingling sensation spreading through her. She felt both ashamed and anxious, and involuntarily let out a soft "Ah!" 　　The Iron Buddha monk handed over a red rope. The Silver and Bronze monks took the rope and draped it behind Thirteen Sister's neck, over her shoulder, and under her armpit, tightly wrapping it around her arm more than a dozen times. They then tied a knot on each wrist, pulling the rope-bound arm behind her back, with the rope on her left wrist on her right and her right wrist on her left, pulling it taut. The rope then went around the pillar, over her chest and breasts, and tightened behind the pillar. Finally, the rope went from behind the pillar to behind Thirteen Sister's neck, passed through the rope behind her neck, tightened again, and tied a knot behind the pillar. At this point, Thirteen Sister's arm was extremely tightly bound behind her back, completely hidden from view. Her shoulder was also pulled tightly back by the rope, and with the ropes around her breasts, her chest protruded forward. Thirteen Sister, tightly bound to the pillar, now appeared incredibly beautiful and alluring, pitiful yet captivating, arousing both lust and fantasies. 　　Thirteen Sister, so cruelly bound and tortured, was filled with shame and pain, her body drenched in cold sweat. She cursed, "Bald monks, you're so cruel..." 　　"Gag her," the Golden Buddha monk ordered. 　　The Silver and Bronze monks, one with a white towel and the other with a white rope, each took their own. 　　Thirteen Sister desperately tried to keep her mouth shut, her head struggling to move, but both monks were skilled in martial arts. The Silver Buddha monk pinched her jaw, forcing her mouth open to reveal her white teeth. The Bronze Buddha monk seized the opportunity to stuff the white towel into her small, red mouth. The two monks then used the rope to gag her, preventing the towel from falling out or being pushed out by her tongue. Finally, they tied the rope behind a pillar, immobilizing Thirteen Sister's head. 　　"Ugh...ugh..." Thirteen Sister cried out in agony, unable to utter a sound. 　　"Take off her pants too."

"Ugh...ugh..." Hearing this, Thirteen Sister struggled again, but couldn't break free from the ropes binding her.
At this moment, the Golden Buddha Monk instructed the Silver and Bronze Monks to untie the ropes binding Thirteen Sister's legs and feet. He then removed Thirteen Sister's waistband, while the Iron Buddha Monk, who was standing by, pulled down Thirteen Sister's long black silk trousers to her ankles, quickly removing them from her feet, leaving her only in a pair of red shorts.
After the trousers were removed, the three monks bent Thirteen Sister's legs towards the pillar, lifted them high, and then used the red rope to cross and tie Thirteen Sister's ankles. The red rope was then moved to the front and tightly wrapped around her waist, going back and forth several times to re-tie her legs and feet tightly to the pillar.
The Golden Buddha Monk ordered the young monks to light more than twenty large candles in the main hall, illuminating the hall brightly.
"Let's see what Thirteen Sister looks like now." The four of them then moved their chairs to a short distance away and sat down to admire the half-naked Thirteen Sister.
At this moment, Thirteen Sister was only covered by a diamond-shaped red bodice. A red rope was attached to the upper corner of the bodice, hanging around her delicate neck. Red ropes sewn to the left and right corners of the bodice were tied behind her waist, with the lower corners hanging down to her waist, covering her navel. But how could such a red bodice completely cover Thirteen Sister's upper body? Her jade-like neck, rounded shoulders, and smooth arms were all tightly bound by red ropes. Thirteen Sister wore a pair of red silk shorts, revealing her fair and slender thighs. After being tied behind her back to the pillar, her perfectly crossed legs were tightly bound to the pillar with red ropes. Her long, black hair was piled on her head and still tied with a red scarf. A large tuft of black hair at the back of her head hung down to her shoulders like a ponytail, which was very attractive. Her hands were tightly clasped behind her back, one breast thrusting forward, bound to the pillar. Her two firm breasts pushed against her red undergarment, making them bulge high. Seen from the side, her breasts were even more beautiful. A white towel was stuffed in her mouth, and a white rope tightly bound her mouth, wrapped around the pillar and tied, preventing her head from moving. Not only her head, but her entire body was pressed against the pillar, tightly bound and unable to move, only her long eyelashes blinking. This torture filled Thirteen Sister with shame and indignation; her large eyes were filled with tears, though she tried desperately to hold them back, but it was clear the tears were about to fall. The scene was truly pitiful.
In the candlelight, Thirteen Sister, almost naked and bound to the pillar, was incomparably beautiful, and the four lewd monks were all captivated.
"Truly beautiful," sighed the Golden Buddha monk. As he spoke, he stood up, followed by the three monks, Silver, Jade, and Iron. The four monks then surrounded Thirteen Sister.
"Bring me a knife," ordered the Golden Buddha Monk.
A young monk brought a sharp blade on a plate. The Golden Buddha Monk picked up the knife, tested its edge with his thumb, and slashed it at Thirteen Sister's waist. The two corners of her red undergarment came undone, and a gust of wind lifted it, revealing Thirteen Sister's snow-white belly. The Golden Buddha Monk then moved the knife towards Thirteen Sister's neck, lifting the last rope binding the undergarment, but deliberately not breaking it. He wanted to see Thirteen Sister's reaction. Sure enough, Thirteen Sister's face turned pale, and her eyes revealed a look of despair and sorrow. Her white body twisted and struggled within the rope, but she was tightly bound and unable to escape. Her mouth, stuffed with a towel, emitted mournful "woo-woo" cries. This was exactly the effect the Golden Buddha Monk wanted. The famous heroine Thirteen Sister was about to submit to him, the Golden Buddha Monk. This was the moment of triumph in his life.
Everyone in the hall held their breath, waiting for this moment to arrive. With a forceful pull, the Golden Buddha monk snapped the thin string binding the red bodice, then swiftly severed Thirteen Sister's waistband, tearing her red silk shorts to shreds. The bodice and the tattered shorts fluttered to the ground like butterflies, revealing Thirteen Sister's naked body. Bound by red ropes, her skin appeared even whiter than jade. Two glistening nipples adorned her pear-shaped breasts, and between her smooth thighs lay the mysterious vulva of a young girl. Her pubic hair swayed in the wind, gleaming black in the candlelight. Because her mouth was bound with a white rope, Thirteen Sister's face was forced to turn forward, her expression of pain and anger undeniably alluring.
The four lecherous monks could no longer control themselves and pounced on the girl. The Golden Buddha Monk stopped the other fierce monks: "Wait, let me clear her pubic hair."
He took out a sharp blade, touched Thirteen Sister's glossy black pubic hair, and began to shave.
Thirteen Sister felt extremely ashamed and struggled desperately, but her body was tightly bound by ropes, unable to move an inch. She felt a tingling sensation in her genitals, especially when the blade scraped against her flesh; a strange, electric shock-like tremor shot straight to her head. A cool sensation spread through her genitals, and Thirteen Sister's head drooped, feeling utterly miserable.
"Alright, pink and tender flesh, very beautiful, it's a pity to hide it. Aren't you going to thank me?" the Golden Buddha Monk said, stroking the folds of her flesh with his fingers.
Then, the Golden Buddha monk brought his nose and mouth to Thirteen Sister's hairless genitals, smelling, kissing, and licking them. The Bronze Buddha monk grabbed Thirteen Sister's breasts with both hands, kneading them forcefully and biting her nipples with his teeth. The Silver Buddha monk cupped Thirteen Sister's face in one hand and kissed her wildly. The Iron Buddha monk gnawed at Thirteen Sister's plump buttocks and thighs, his hand also groping along her buttocks to probe her anus.
Bound tightly to the pillar, the naked Thirteen Sister could not move and could not resist. Her whole body was being violated by the four lewd monks. The monks' saliva, teeth marks, and finger marks covered her face, neck, breasts, thighs, belly, genitals, and buttocks. The intense stimulation impacted Thirteen Sister's brain from all parts of her body. She had never suffered such humiliation. Thirteen Sister struggled and whimpered. But bound tightly, she was completely unable to protect herself, and tears fell down her face.
Sometimes, when the pinching was too painful, she couldn't help but cry out, but only a "woo-woo" sound came out. The sound excited the four lewd monks even more, unconsciously increasing their force and deepening Thirteen Sister's suffering.
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In the dimly lit dungeon of the Golden Buddha Temple, the naked Thirteen Sister was bound hand and foot to a stone pillar, her thoughts fluctuating between clarity and confusion.
"Was it right to sacrifice myself to save her? Was it worth it?" she wondered again. She suddenly remembered meeting an old nun three months ago on Mount Jiuhua who called herself "Grandma Qingshan." They hit it off immediately, and Grandma Qingshan's accounts of Thirteen Sister's past were all accurate, earning Thirteen Sister's deep respect. She then asked Grandma Qingshan about her future. Grandma Qingshan said, "Child, your killing intent is too strong. From now on, you must do more good deeds. A great calamity will befall you during these good deeds. Once you overcome this calamity, you will attain enlightenment." Was this the beginning of her calamity? She had to grit her teeth; these four temples were the gates of hell, and she had to get through them. As she pondered, Thirteen Sister's heart calmed down, and she leaned against the stone pillar, falling into a deep sleep.
In the main hall, the four lewd monks were still discussing how to humiliate and torture Thirteen Sister in the coming days. One vicious plan after another flashed through their minds and came out of their mouths. When they reached a point of smug satisfaction, they laughed heartily…
2. The Torture at Iron Buddha Temple
The next morning, Thirteen Sister, bound hand and foot to the stone pillar in the dungeon, was awakened by the sound of the cell door opening. She saw the Golden Buddha Monk leading several young monks in. One of the young monks carried a set of red silk clothes on a tray.
"What are you doing?" Thirteen Sister asked, puzzled.
"Put these on, and we'll send you to the Western Paradise."
It turned out her young life was about to end. Thirteen Sister was surprisingly calm at this moment, asking, "Could I cleanse myself before I go?"
The Golden Buddha Monk hesitated for a moment, then gestured for the young monk to bring a large wooden basin of water. He untied Thirteen Sister from the pillar, put down the clothes, and left the cell.
Thirteen Sister sat in the basin, carefully washed her body with clean water, then took off her hair that was coiled on her head and washed it clean. She then tied it back with a red gauze scarf, took off her clothes and put them on, and then sat quietly to the side to wait.
A moment later, the cell door opened. The Golden Buddha Monk and the Iron Buddha Monk entered, accompanied by several stern-looking monks. Two of the monks carried ghost-head sabers on their shoulders; they were probably cleavers. Seeing Thirteen Sister's composed demeanor, the Golden Buddha Monk couldn't help but admire her inner strength; this young girl was truly fearless.
"Please, on your way, heroine," the Golden Buddha Monk said with a cold laugh. Two monks stepped forward and bound Thirteen Sister's hands behind her back. Thirteen Sister offered no resistance, allowing them to tie her up. Once bound, the monks escorted Thirteen Sister out of the temple.
Outside, a group of Iron Buddha Temple monks were already waiting, along with an oxcart with a tall wooden pillar in the center. The Iron Buddha Temple monks forced Thirteen Sister onto the oxcart, untied the ropes binding her hands, and re-tied her hands around the pillar. Then, her waist, legs, and feet were tied to the pillar, and a sign around her neck read "
Thirteen Sister
, the Female Thirteen-
Year-Old ...
The Iron Buddha Monk shouted at Thirteen Sister, "Thirteen Sister, if you promise not to oppose me again, I will spare your life. Otherwise, this day next year will be your death anniversary."
"Kill me or torture me, it's up to you. If I even flinch, I'm not Thirteen Sister," Thirteen Sister retorted loudly, raising her sword-like eyebrows.
"Fine, you've got guts. Bring her down," the Iron Buddha Monk ordered.
Two monks untied Thirteen Sister from the pillar, retied her, dragged her to the center of the square, and kicked her hard in the back of the knee, causing her to kneel. She tried to stand up, but the two strong monks held her down firmly.
"Thirteen Sister, I'm giving you one last chance. I'll ask you one more time: are you willing to no longer be my enemy?"
"You oppress the people and prey on the villagers. Even if I don't oppose you, the heroes of the world will not let you go!"
The Iron Buddha Monk roared in anger, slapping Thirteen Sister across the face and tearing the plaque from her neck. He shouted, "Executioner, listen to my command..."
The executioner raised his executioner's blade. Thirteen Sister calmly closed her eyes, awaiting the fall of the sharp blade.
Just then, a shout of "Spare her life!" rang out, and a young monk rode in on horseback. The young monk dismounted before the Iron Buddha Monk and said, "Master Golden Buddha has ordered that the female thief's life be spared for now, to be handed over to the Iron Buddha Temple for punishment."
The Iron Buddha Monk had assumed that a young girl like Thirteen Sister would be afraid of death, but he hadn't expected her to be so composed.
"Well done, Thirteen Sister, it seems you really aren't afraid of death. When we get to the Iron Buddha Temple, I'll make you suffer worse than death," the Iron Buddha Monk said viciously.
Thirteen Sister was retied to the wooden post of the oxcart. The oxcart headed towards the Iron Buddha Temple.
Inside the Iron Buddha Temple's dungeon, the walls were covered with ropes, whips, and other instruments of torture. Thirteen Sister was untied from the oxcart post and brought in.
The young monks waiting at the Iron Buddha Temple, hearing that Thirteen Sister had been brought in, all rushed out to watch.
The Iron Buddha monk wasn't in a hurry to tie up Thirteen Sister; he had plenty of time to torture her slowly. "Twist her hands behind her back," he ordered. The two monks then forcefully twisted Thirteen Sister's arms and hands behind her back. Thirteen Sister cried out in pain. Seeing the pain on her face, the Iron Buddha monk felt a surge of pleasure. He reached for her breasts, which were forced forward because one of her hands was tied behind her back. Through the thin silk fabric, her breasts were distorted by his kneading, and waves of tingling made her groan.
"Kill me, you beast!" Thirteen Sister cried.
"You may escape death, but you won't escape punishment," the Iron Buddha monk said, continuing to knead her breasts.
"Ah...ah..." Thirteen Sister cried out in shame, twisting her body desperately to escape, which only fueled the Iron Buddha monk's lust.
Then he took a rope and tied Thirteen Sister's hands behind her back. He then tied another rope to her ankle, threading it through her bound hand. With a pull, Thirteen Sister's hand and foot were brought together. The rope continued to wrap, tightly binding Thirteen Sister's hand and foot together. The Iron Buddha monk then took another rope and tied it to Thirteen Sister's bound hand and foot. The other end of the rope was swung over the roof beam, and the two monks pulled the rope down, suspending Thirteen Sister, bound hand and foot, high in the air. Thirteen Sister, dressed in red, hung in the air, her body arched, her head lowered, her beautiful hair obscuring her face.
"Crack!" The whip cracked. The soft whip struck Thirteen Sister's body, burning with pain. Thirteen Sister bit her lip, remaining silent. Then came another lash. Thirteen Sister remained silent, but eventually she couldn't hold back any longer and cried out, "Ah!" Hearing her cry, the Iron Buddha Monk was pleased; this showed that even such a heroic woman as Thirteen Sister had her limits. He lashed her even harder, until she screamed in agony.
The young monks watching from the window, seeing Thirteen Sister being tortured and hearing her screams, couldn't help but get aroused.
At first, she reacted to the whip, but as the lashes continued, her screams grew weaker and weaker until finally she didn't move at all.
"Splash!" A basin of cold water was splashed on Thirteen Sister's face, waking her up.
"Tell me quickly, where did you steal my temple's Iron Vajra?"
Thirteen Sister shook her head with difficulty in answer.
Enraged, Monk Tiefo swung his whip again…
The torture continued into the night. Monk Tiefo watched as Thirteen Sister was repeatedly whipped unconscious and then revived with cold water, yet she remained unyielding. His own hands ached from whipping her, so he had no choice but to order her to be taken down. They applied their specially made medicated ointment to her body, then bound her tightly and threw her into the cell.
Thirteen Sister, having been tortured all day, lay bound in the cell. The ropes were so tight that her arms were numb, and her skin still stung. Unable to touch her wounds, Thirteen Sister couldn't help but sob silently. Why must her young and beautiful body be tormented like this?
3. The Torture at Tongfo Temple
Thinking that he would be the one to torture Thirteen Sister the next day, Monk Tongfo was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night. Images of Thirteen Sister bound and tortured, screaming in agony, kept flashing through his mind.
Early the next morning, Monk Tongfo, along with martial monks and young monks, arrived at Tiefo Temple. They found Thirteen Sister already bound and held in front of the temple. Clearly, she had washed herself that morning; Thirteen Sister's face was fair with a rosy glow, and her jet-black hair was piled high on her head. It seemed the Iron Buddha Monk had tortured her severely yesterday; her red silk clothes were torn in several places by the whip, vaguely revealing her smooth body. The morning glow reflected on her face, making it rosy and radiant, prompting the Copper Buddha Monk to secretly applaud.
"Senior Brother, what good entertainment will you have for the heroine today?"
"Today, the female thief will ride in the Copper Buddha Temple's sedan chair," the Copper Buddha Monk said.
"A sedan chair? What sedan chair does the Copper Buddha Temple have?"
The monk with the bronze Buddha statue said, "Junior brother, watch carefully." He then ordered, "Men, help the heroine into the sedan chair."
Four burly monks stepped forward, untied the ropes that had bound Thirteen Sister to the Iron Buddha Temple, and pressed her face down to the ground. Not knowing what torture they would inflict upon her today, Thirteen Sister offered no resistance, allowing the monks to twist her arms to their limits. One of her wrists was crossed and tied behind her back, then two ropes were passed over her protruding chest, two above and two below, around her breasts, pulled taut, and tightly bound to her hand behind her back. Two more sets of ropes were then passed under her armpits, around the four ropes in front of her chest, and back behind her back, pulled forcefully backward, and then tightly bound to her wrists. Thus, the ropes had firmly bound both arms to her body. At the same time, two other monks tied ropes around Thirteen Sister's ankles, forcefully pulling them backward toward her shoulders and placing them around her neck. Thirteen Sister was very flexible, and she could easily perform backflips and backbends, but this was the first time she had ever been so humiliated and bound in this position. The four monks pulled the ropes from Thirteen Sister's feet down her neck to her chest, then gathered the ropes around her breasts at her cleavage, making her breasts appear abnormally prominent. The ropes continued down to her waist, wrapped around her twice, then down her crotch to her back, where they were tightly bound to her wrists, which were hanging high. Next, the ropes bound one leg from the upper thigh to above the knee, arching her entire body into an O-shape. Thirteen Sister had a towel stuffed in her mouth, and her hair was tied behind her back, forcing her face to be tilted high.
"Does Thirteen Sister have no bones? The ropes aren't reacting to the ropes around her crotch?" The monks were greatly surprised and excited to see that Thirteen Sister's body could bend backward into a circle with ropes around her crotch. They had also come to see the contortionist performances by the nearby circus troupes, but those were all by little girls of eight or nine years old. Thirteen Sister, on the other hand, was nineteen, her body fully developed yet still possessing such remarkable flexibility, which amazed the monks. They had no idea what kind of binding technique it was to have ropes tied around her crotch.
Thirteen Sister was actually experiencing both pain and stimulation. She felt a tearing pain all over her body, especially as the ropes around her ankles pulled tightly upwards from the ropes binding her breasts, while simultaneously tugging at the ropes digging into her crotch, causing her breasts to harden and swell, her genitals to itch, her whole body to feel hot, and her face to flush and bead with sweat. She was bound so tightly that she couldn't move, only able to struggle and writhe, but the violent struggles and writhing brought her immense pain and intense stimulation.
At this moment, four young monks came forward, carrying two sticks bound together in the middle to form a cross, and used ropes to suspend Thirteen Sister from hooks hanging from the intersection.
"Lift the sedan chair!" At the command, four young monks shouldered sticks, and Thirteen Sister was hoisted up in the middle of a cross.
The monk with the bronze Buddha stood smiling in front of Thirteen Sister, pinching her breasts with his hands and asking, "How does this sedan chair taste?" This binding position made Thirteen Sister's breasts stand out completely, allowing the men's hands to ravage them. Thirteen
Sister, who had suffered such humiliation, had a towel stuffed in her mouth, was bound like a rice dumpling, her face was flushed red, and tears welled up in her eyes.
The young monks carried Thirteen Sister, as if carrying a pig or sheep about to be slaughtered, and walked gleefully towards the Bronze Buddha Temple. Along the way, the "sedan chair" swayed up and down, and Thirteen Sister's body, bound in a ball, bounced up and down like a ball of fire.
In front of the Bronze Buddha Temple was a square pond called the "Release Pond," which was originally a place where devout men and women would release turtles and tortoises they bought in hopes of good fortune in the next life. Several lush trees grew by the pond. Four young monks lifted Thirteen Sister onto a small boat by the pond and rowed it to the center, where a rope was hanging from a branch of a large tree extending into the pond. The monks tied one end of the rope around Thirteen Sister's body and removed the towel from her mouth, making it easier for her to breathe. She greedily inhaled deeply.
With a shout of "Good!", the monks who had been waiting under the tree pulled hard on the other end of the rope, suspending Thirteen Sister in mid-air. The area around the pond was filled with young monks watching the spectacle. Because Thirteen Sister was still wearing her red silk clothes, the monks said to the Bronze Buddha monk, "Master, this is called 'Hanging the Red Lantern High'."
"Hahahaha..." A burst of lewd laughter followed.
"Thirteen Sister, where did you steal the Bronze Arhat?" the Bronze Buddha monk asked.
Thirteen Sister stubbornly shook her head.
"If you don't talk, you'll get to cool off!"
Thirteen Sister was hoisted high, looking down into the bottomless, green pool. The thought of being submerged made her breath quicken.
"Will you talk or not?"
Thirteen Sister still wouldn't speak.
"Let go!" At the command, the rope suspending Thirteen Sister loosened, and the bound girl plummeted from the height. Thirteen Sister screamed in terror, "Ah...ah..."
With a splash, she fell into the water, sending a high spray flying. She bobbed up and down a couple of times, choking on water, before the rope tightened, and she was hoisted back up. Water cascaded down her soaked red clothes and long hair. The red silk clothes, soaked through, clung to her body, perfectly accentuating her shapely figure. Water droplets fell from her clothes and hair, sparkling in the sunlight like countless tiny pearls, a truly captivating sight. Thirteen Sister wasn't a good swimmer. She gasped for breath, spitting out mouthfuls of water, a look of despair on her face.
"How's it going, Thirteen Sister? Did you enjoy it?" the Bronze Buddha Monk asked.
"No...no...not enough," Thirteen Sister stubbornly replied, though she was quite choked by the water.
"Let her out again."
Thirteen Sister was thrown heavily into the water once more. Because her hands and feet were bound behind her back, her belly and chest hit the surface first. This time, the little monk intentionally kept Thirteen Sister in the water longer. Bound together, Thirteen Sister bobbed up and down in the pool. She desperately wanted to grab something, but with her hands and feet tied behind her back, she couldn't reach the front. She could only try to hold her breath and swallow as little water as possible.
Seeing that Thirteen Sister was choking on the water, the Bronze Buddha Monk finally had the little monk pull her up. Thirteen Sister's long, wet hair hung down, her eyes were tightly closed, her face was pale, and she was in great pain.
Seemingly to test Thirteen Sister's willpower, once she regained consciousness slightly, they put her back into the water...
4. Torture at Silver Buddha Temple
On the fourth day, in the courtyard of Silver Buddha Temple.
Unaware of what methods the Silver Buddha monk would use, the Copper Buddha Temple had already prepared Thirteen Sister's hands tied behind her back and bound hand and foot. However, the Silver Buddha monk smiled furtively and beckoned, and two junior monks from the Silver Buddha Temple led over a small donkey.
"Someone, help the heroine onto the donkey."
Four tall monks stepped forward, untied the ropes binding Thirteen Sister, lifted her up, and laid her face up on the donkey's back. Thirteen Sister's hands and feet dangled down on either side of the donkey's belly. They tied sticks to her hands and feet, preventing them from coming together, and then tied two more sticks under the donkey's belly. The monks then used ropes to tie Thirteen Sister's body to the donkey.
"Let me go, you bunch of bald monks!" Thirteen Sister cursed, her head shaking violently, her long, flowing hair flying wildly.
"This is called Zhang Guolao riding a donkey. Today you'll have your fun."
With a crack of the whip, the donkey started walking along the mountain path. The little monk's whip would sometimes strike the donkey's rump, causing it to kick wildly in pain, and sometimes it would strike Thirteen Sister's body, making her shudder. He would also use the tip of the whip to poke Thirteen Sister's breasts, genitals, and other sensitive areas. Thirteen Sister tried to curl up, but her body was bound and stretched out, leaving her helpless to endure the pain.
"Ah...ah..." Thirteen Sister's screams echoed through the silent mountain path.
Upon arriving at the Silver Buddha Temple, Thirteen Sister, untied from the donkey, lay on the ground, her body aching all over. She groggily opened her eyes and saw several monks carrying a wooden pillar about a foot thick. The monks placed Thirteen Sister face down with her arms outstretched, and put the pillar on her back. They then bound her arms behind the pillar, and tied her shoulders, waist, thighs, knees, and ankles tightly to the pillar with rope. The monks then lifted the pillar and placed it on a frame, under which a fire was lit. Four monks manipulated the pillar on the frame. Thirteen Sister, bound to the pillar, would alternate between facing down, her face and chest burning from the fire, and then facing up, her hands tied behind the pillar throbbing painfully.
Thirteen Sister was drenched in sweat, almost collapsing from exhaustion. Her sensual lips opened and closed, clearly wanting water.
"Give her water."
A young monk brought a large bucket of water, scooped out a full ladle, and Thirteen Sister struggled to lift her head and open her mouth, but the young monk hesitated to pour the water. Seeing Thirteen Sister wanting to drink but unable to, the monks all laughed heartily.
"The water's here!" With a shout, the young monk poured the water, but not into Thirteen Sister's parched mouth; instead, he poured it onto her chest and stomach.
Just moments before, her body was burning hot, and the sudden pour of cold water made the young girl scream and cry.
Night had fallen, but the monks of Silver Buddha Temple still wouldn't let Thirteen Sister go. They kept adding firewood to the fire. The poor heroine, bound hand and foot to the wooden post, was like prey on a grill, enduring unbearable pain as the post turned.
Water dripped from her body onto the fire, making a hissing sound.
5. Gang Rape at Golden Buddha Temple
On the morning of the fifth day, after breakfast and a bath, Thirteen Sister put on the red silk clothes that were barely covering her body, bound her hands behind her back, and was wheeled out of the temple. The Golden Buddha Monk and the Silver Buddha Monk greeted her with clasped hands.
"Well, Brother Silver Buddha, has the female thief yielded?" the Golden Buddha Monk asked.
"Truly the strongest woman in the world! Torturing her like this, yet she still can't submit. I truly admire her. I'm at my wit's end. Let's see what ingenious method Senior Brother has to punish this woman."
Seeing the Golden Buddha Monk approaching, Thirteen Sister turned her pretty face to the side.
"Bring me a rope," the Golden Buddha Monk shouted.
"What are you going to do?" Thirteen Sister asked in a panic.
"What am I going to do? Tie you up."
"Isn't I already tied up?"
"Not enough, you want to tie me up again."
"Tie me up again?" The monks were all confused.
Two monks from Jinfo Temple removed the ropes from Thirteen Sister's body, twisted her hands behind her back, bent them upwards, and tied her wrists together, rendering her completely immobile. Then, the monk Jinfo himself took a rope and tied Thirteen Sister's body, binding it in a figure-eight pattern around her breasts, making them stand high. The young monks nearby stared wide-eyed, swallowing hard. Thirteen Sister felt humiliated by this sensual binding, but also felt a deep, strange pleasure of being bound. The rope then wrapped around her waist, passed between her legs, and tied a large knot at her vulva. A stone the size of an egg was placed inside her vulva, the knot pressing down on the stone, digging deep into her flesh. The rope then wrapped around her back and tied her wrists. The young body was instantly aroused; the stones sank into her lower body, and the friction of the rope knots gradually moistened her. Thirteen Sister's face flushed red, and she couldn't help but writhe and moan, collapsing to her knees. The monks on either side had to support her.
The young monks watching were also extremely excited. They never imagined that such a strong heroine could be so easily overpowered by being skillfully bound with ropes. The monks were amazed; they realized there was so much to learn about binding women. They decided to try binding a woman themselves next time they had the chance.
Monk Jinfo lifted the bound Thirteen Sister by the waist and placed her on the back of his large white horse. He then mounted his horse and galloped towards Jinfo Temple. The eight guard monks he had brought also mounted their horses to follow, but seeing Monk Jinfo making intimate gestures towards Thirteen Sister, they exchanged knowing smiles, slowed down, and lagged far behind.
Here, Monk Jinfo held Thirteen Sister horizontally in front of him, his arms wrapped around her and gripping the reins. Although Thirteen Sister was seated on horseback, her hands were bound behind her back, causing her to lose her balance and fall into the arms of the Golden Buddha Monk. The Golden Buddha Monk, inhaling the unique fragrance of a young girl emanating from her neck, slipped his hand inside her collar and grasped one of her breasts. Thirteen Sister's small breasts were beautifully shaped and full, her pectoral muscles brimming with elasticity. The Golden Buddha Monk's fingers ceaselessly caressed the red nipple, instantly hardening this sensitive area. Thirteen Sister's breasts were now bound, stones were embedded in her vulva, and ropes rubbed against her flesh, stimulating her until she felt hot all over, weak all over, and her face flushed. At this moment, she felt as if she had sunk into a man's body. Suddenly, the Golden Buddha monk's lips pressed against Thirteen Sister's. Thirteen Sister's head was trapped in the crook of his arm, unable to escape, but the man's scent stirred her emotions, filling her with a strange longing. She relented to the Golden Buddha monk's advances, her tongue occasionally swirling in his mouth as the white horse swayed. Thirteen Sister felt waves of tingling sensations all over her body as the Golden Buddha monk caressed her. The white horse galloped, and she felt as if she were flying through the clouds. While
Thirteen Sister was still dazed, she suddenly heard shouts: "Master is here! Master has brought the female thief!" Opening her eyes, she saw that they had arrived at the Golden Buddha Temple, and the young monks had all come out to greet her.
Thirteen Sister was thrown into a large cell. The ropes binding her hands and body were removed, even the handcuffs and shackles were gone. The days of tight binding were suddenly released, and Thirteen Sister felt her blood flowing freely, feeling incredibly refreshed. Strangely, there were no instruments of torture in the cell. Thirteen Sister felt exhausted, yet she was still savoring the pleasure aroused by the skillful teasing of the Golden Buddha Monk. She drifted off to sleep, lost in the afterglow.
She didn't know how long she slept, but she heard the cell door open. Thirteen Sister immediately stood up alertly. Four monks—Golden, Silver, Bronze, and Iron—entered together. Some were furious, others wore sly smiles, but all their faces were filled with ill intent.
"Thirteen Sister," they said , "we say your martial arts
are superb, with few rivals in the world. Today, the four of us brothers will come and test our skills." Thirteen Sister looked at the four monks, who slowly removed their robes, revealing their bare upper bodies. They stood at the four corners of the cell, assuming an attacking stance, surrounding Thirteen Sister.
These four monks were all martial monks, well-trained and strong.
The Golden Buddha Monk had a fierce expression, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
The Silver Buddha Monk was as large as a mountain, crouching, seemingly untouchable by three or five men.
The bronze Buddha monk was as tall as a stone pagoda.
The iron Buddha monk was muscular and had dark, shiny skin.
The

four monks, channeling their inner energy, began to circle around Thirteen Sister. Their muscles bulged, veins popping, as if they were cast from iron and bronze. Upon seeing this, Thirteen Sister couldn't help but gasp.
"It seems these four monks are not just boastful; today's battle will be truly difficult."
"How about it? Thirteen Sister, are you scared?"
Thirteen Sister was not one to admit defeat. With a determined heart, she pulled her hair from behind her head to the front and bit it, raising her hand to protect her chest, assuming a fighting stance.
Seeing Thirteen Sister's indomitable spirit, the four monks secretly admired her.
"Watch out!" The Golden Buddha Monk pounced on Thirteen Sister with a "Hungry Tiger Pouncing" move. Thirteen Sister quickly dodged, seizing the opportunity to strike the Golden Buddha Monk in the back, feeling the incredible hardness of his muscles. The Golden Buddha Monk was startled; he hadn't expected that after days of torture, Thirteen Sister still possessed such agile footwork, not only dodging his attack but also returning the blow. Fortunately, although he staggered after taking the blow, he wasn't injured.
Meanwhile, the Silver, Bronze, and Iron Monks also launched an attack on Thirteen Sister. Thirteen Sister quickly turned to defend, dodging and weaving.
Initially, both sides were somewhat tentative, their moves cautious.
"Excellent footwork!" the four monks exclaimed. They had only used eight-tenths of their strength, and it seemed they couldn't win.
So the four of them focused all their might, their eight palms raining down on Thirteen Sister like a storm, determined to capture her alive. Thirteen Sister dodged and fought back, her agile footwork allowing her to evade the monks' powerful palm strikes, her fists and feet landing repeatedly. But when Thirteen Sister's fists, palms, or bare feet struck the monks' naked bodies, they slid away, a strange sensation lingering. Upon closer inspection, she realized the monks were coated in a shiny oil, causing her fists and palms to slip to the side upon contact, losing their force. Thirteen Sister then understood why they had taken off their clothes to fight her.
"How despicable, using such underhanded tactics!" Thirteen Sister grumbled. So Thirteen Sister then focused her attacks on the monks' heads and faces. Some monks received resounding slaps from Thirteen Sister, while others were kicked in the face, leaving them bruised and swollen. However, the four monks were seasoned martial artists and resilient. Even after being knocked to the ground by Thirteen Sister, they quickly rose and rejoined the battle.
"If the four of us can't capture this girl today, how can we face the martial world?" Monk Golden Buddha said to the other three monks.
"Big brother is right," the four monks replied, and then pounced on Thirteen Sister like madmen.
Gradually, Thirteen Sister was at a disadvantage. Firstly, the four monks were indeed skilled; they surrounded her, and no matter which way she faced, someone would always attack her from behind, leaving her unable to defend herself. Secondly, Thirteen Sister had been tortured for several days, and her strength was greatly depleted. Her punches and kicks often lacked power, and although she repeatedly knocked down her enemies, she couldn't seriously injure them. Thirdly, although the cell wasn't small, it wasn't spacious enough for five people fighting inside. It wasn't like the open field; there was no room to dodge. The four monks took advantage of this, trying to corner her and prevent her from breaking out of the encirclement. She was forced to take the blows head-on, which further depleted her already limited strength.
Thirteen Sister was still fighting hard, but she was already showing signs of exhaustion and was in grave danger. The four monks, seeing that Thirteen Sister's strength was waning, became even more confident and pounced on her more fiercely.
"Thirteen Sister, why don't you surrender obediently?" the Bronze Buddha monk shouted. "
Bald monk, don't even think about it!" Although Thirteen Sister was drenched in sweat, she still refused to admit defeat. But she felt her limbs weakening, and gradually she could only parry without being able to retaliate.
Suddenly, Thirteen Sister's flowing hair was grabbed by the Silver Buddha Monk. He pulled her hard, causing her to fall backward to the ground. Before she could get up, the Gold Buddha and Bronze Buddha immediately pressed down on her, grabbing one of her hands. Thirteen Sister panicked and could only kick out with her bare feet, but her kicking foot was also grabbed by the Iron Buddha Monk. Thirteen Sister struggled fiercely, but she couldn't break free. The arms of the four monks were like iron hoops binding her limbs, pressing her to the ground in a spread-eagle position.
"Strip her naked," said the Gold Buddha Monk.
"Okay, strip her naked."
Then eight large hands began to roughly tear off Thirteen Sister's clothes.
"Ah...you beasts, let me go!" Thirteen Sister struggled, but the Gold Buddha and Bronze Buddha stripped her upper body, while the Silver Buddha and Iron Buddha stripped her lower body. The four monks worked together, and in no time, Thirteen Sister's clothes were completely stripped off, revealing her pure white naked body.
Thirteen Sister's perfect young naked body was indeed alluring. The four monks, already shirtless, were now gripping Thirteen Sister's naked body, which was still exuding the unique fragrance of a young girl, as she struggled to move. Their skin was touching, and their erections were already hard.
"Lift her onto the torture device," said the Golden Buddha monk, seeing that Thirteen Sister was captured.
The torture device was a short, Y-shaped wooden pillar with four legs, its surface polished very smoothly. The pillar was low at both ends and arched in the middle, like a bridge. The four monks lifted Thirteen Sister onto the torture device, her breasts positioned at the top of the arch, her entire body lying on the device in a position with her breasts high and protruding. They first fastened her waist to the pillar with a wide leather belt, preventing her powerful waist from lifting itself. The monks, Jinfo and Yinfo, held her feet down to prevent her from struggling, while the monks, Tiefo and Tongfo, pulled her arms down from both sides of the wooden pillar. Thirteen Sister resisted desperately, but ultimately could not overcome the strength of the two men. Her arms were pulled down and she clung tightly to the wooden pillar. The monks, Tiefo and Tongfo, put their wrists together, but did not rush to tie her up. They used their large, rough hands to caress Thirteen Sister's rounded shoulders and snow-white arms, making sounds of ecstasy. Then, they used thin leather strips to tie Thirteen Sister's wrists together, saying as they did so, "Thirteen Sister, this is a torture device specially made for you. Today, let you experience something new." Thirteen
Sister was pinned to the torture device, unable to move. Her arms ached from the bindings, but she remained defiant: "You four bald monks, the tighter the better. If I escape, you'll be in for a world of hurt."
"You said yourself that the tighter the better, so don't blame us for being ruthless," said the Bronze Buddha monk, tightening the leather strips and wrapping them around Thirteen Sister's chest, tying two strips above and below her breasts. The tightness of the ropes made her round breasts stand out even more, and the leather strips dug into her flesh, causing her to wince and cry out in pain.
Seeing Thirteen Sister crying out in pain, the four monks grinned with glee, enjoying the pleasure of binding and torturing a beautiful, naked woman.
"What's wrong? Crying in pain? If you beg for mercy, we'll loosen it a bit."
Thirteen Sister remained silent. "You want me to beg for mercy? Unless the sun rises in the west." Thirteen Sister thought to herself.
"How is it? Do you want it tied tighter? Anyway, we have plenty of strength."
This time, Thirteen Sister didn't dare to make a sound. She was afraid that these monks would really use brute force and she would get hurt for nothing.
"How is it? Little girl, it feels good to be tied up, doesn't it?"
"Hmph, you bunch of bald monks, lewd monks, instead of ringing the bell and chanting Buddhist scriptures, you only know how to use crooked ideas to torture women. You'll get your retribution sooner or later..."
Before she could finish speaking, another rope was tied around Thirteen Sister's chest.
"An ordinary woman would have fainted from fright long ago after entering this gate; this method wouldn't be necessary. Only someone like you deserves this torture device."
"If we don't tie you up tightly, with your high martial arts skills, what if you manage to turn the tables? We'd be in trouble!"
"We four brothers are going to have our fun with you today. You'd better be able to handle it." She
suffered both physical abuse and mental humiliation. But what could Thirteen Sister do? She could only blush and let them bind and ravage her.
She tried to move her hands, only to find they were tightly bound; only her fingers could bend and stretch. Her arms and upper body were as if glued to the torture device, with no room to move. She could only curse fiercely, "I will never forgive you!"
After binding her wrists and seeing that her upper body was immobilized, Iron Buddha and Bronze Buddha quickly came to help Gold Buddha and Silver Buddha bind her lower body. Originally, Gold Buddha and Silver Buddha could only each hold one leg, but with Thirteen Sister's powerful struggles, kicks, and punches, they couldn't bind them. Now, with four people, two people could hold one leg, and Thirteen Sister finally gave in. Her two thighs were forcibly spread apart and pressed against the fork of the torture device. They knew that Thirteen Sister's strong thighs were very powerful, so to be on the safe side, they used three-finger-wide leather straps to secure them to the torture device at the base of her thighs and near the knees. Then, they tightly bound Thirteen Sister's two dangling feet to the two legs of the torture device with thin leather straps. In this position, Thirteen Sister's whole body was tightly bound, unable to move. Her hairless vulva was completely unprotected, and the spread thighs made the slit between her legs slightly open, which was very tempting.
The four monks looked very satisfied with the bound Thirteen Sister.
"Thirteen Sister, see if it's tied securely?" asked Gold Buddha Monk.
Thirteen Sister struggled to lift her head, glancing at the leather straps and ropes tightly binding her to the torture device. Her snow-white limbs and body were bound to the device with sturdy cowhide ropes, leaving her no room to move. Her head slumped back helplessly against the short, round wooden post, her long, beautiful hair hanging down. Her breasts were high and firm, her vulva wide open, her slit slightly parted, making her look extremely lewd. The four monks couldn't help but drool.
Thirteen Sister was unwilling to be humiliated like this. She took a deep breath and tried again to break free of the cowhide ropes. The ropes binding her white, healthy, naked body creaked as they were pulled, but she failed; she still couldn't break free of the ropes.
"Thirteenth Sister, don't waste your energy. This is a specially made leather rope; even a tiger could be bound with it.
No matter how skilled you are, you can't escape." Thirteenth Sister screamed, "Oh... ah! Let me go!" She struggled in vain once more. Having trained in martial arts, Thirteenth Sister's muscles were strong and powerful. As she struggled, her entire body tensed, her feminine curves surprisingly athletic. Deprived of her freedom, Thirteenth Sister struggled desperately, her snow-white, full body writhing violently. Admiring Thirteenth Sister's strong and beautiful naked body bound in the leather rope, the four monks felt a throbbing pain in their genitals, and they pulled down their pants, revealing their ugly parts.
Knowing she couldn't escape this ordeal, Thirteenth Sister felt a deep sadness. She closed her eyes, tears streaming from the corners.
"Thirteenth Sister, this time you couldn't beat us and were captured. Don't blame us."
This was the first time Thirteenth Sister had seen a man's genitals at such close range. Could this be the thing that would soon enter her body? She dared not even think about it. Seeing those four glistening, erect, pulsating penises, seemingly alive, approaching her step by step, yet powerless to stop them, Thirteen Sister's face flushed crimson.
Thirteen Sister struggled and writhed on the torture instruments, but was mercilessly bound by the ropes, unable to break free. The ropes only dug deeper into her flesh. Thirteen Sister gasped for breath, struggling fiercely, her chest heaving, her pear-shaped breasts rising and falling with it, a truly alluring sight.
"Beasts...beasts...let me go..."
But these cries only fueled the four monks' lust.
Thirteen Sister knew she was about to be raped by these four men. Filled with shame and indignation, though unable to escape, she still struggled desperately.
The four monks were seasoned veterans; they knew that with Thirteen Sister's healthy, youthful virgin body, her nerves were extremely sensitive, and she would be easily aroused.
"Come, let us give you a good time." The four men exchanged knowing glances and simultaneously pounced on the helpless Thirteen Sister, who was tightly bound to the torture device.
As the four monks' eight large hands touched Thirteen Sister's body almost simultaneously, she reflexively screamed,
"Ah, you beasts... shameless monks... let me go... let me go now..."
The four monks ignored Thirteen Sister's cries; they were determined to enjoy this female captive to their heart's content.
The Silver Buddha monk began to caress Thirteen Sister's left, snow-white, soft breast, massaging her delicate nipple and clitoris. The Iron Buddha and Bronze Buddha monks' hands landed on Thirteen Sister's soft, perky right breast, beginning to caress the girl's sensitive breast and nipple! Sometimes they gently pinched and kneaded, making Thirteen Sister feel unbearably itchy; sometimes they pinched her nipple, squeezing and stretching it; sometimes they kneaded it vigorously, deforming Thirteen Sister's delicate breast and stimulating it until it quickly hardened.
"Such beautiful breasts, they feel so good to touch, don't you think, Third Brother?" asked the Silver Buddha Monk.
"Who says otherwise? These breasts are so white and elastic, they're irresistible," replied the Bronze Buddha Monk, taking Thirteen Sister's right nipple into his mouth and licking it in circles with his tongue.
"It's just like eating a fresh, juicy grape," the Bronze Buddha Monk said while sucking on Thirteen Sister's round nipple.
"Ah..." Thirteen Sister felt an unbearable tingling and itching sensation in her right breast from the Bronze Buddha Monk's licking, while her left breast was being pinched painfully by the monk's rough hands. But amidst the pain, there was a strange, pleasurable tingling and itching sensation. She shook her bound body in vain, trying to escape the monk's hands, but those large hands ignored her. Gradually, an indescribable pleasure began to rise in Thirteen Sister's body. She felt her breasts being touched so uncomfortably that she couldn't help but tremble all over.
"Ah... ooh..." she let out a series of difficult moans and gasps.
The Golden Buddha monk stood between Thirteen Sister's thighs, his hands moving towards the girl's plump, delicate thighs and the tender vulva between her spread legs. Skillfully, he gently moved his hands along the sensitive inner thighs and around her tender red labia, playing with her dense pubic hair and stimulating her unprotected clitoris. Thirteen Sister's young body involuntarily became excited, waves of irresistible pleasure washing over her. Her tightly clenched lips involuntarily loosened, and she moaned continuously, her whole body trembling. Her breasts hardened, and her small nipples swelled. Gradually, glistening droplets of moisture seeped from her played-with vulva! The
Golden Buddha monk touched Thirteen Sister's vulva with one finger, and Thirteen Sister's buttocks jerked upwards. She knew the monks' dirty hands were about to enter her pure body. Sure enough, the Golden Buddha monk slowly inserted his middle finger into Thirteen Sister's vagina, then slowly moved it around inside, probing the vaginal walls. Finally, he found the small red clitoris inside her vagina and concentrated his strength to knead it. Once this wondrous spot was kneaded, the intense stimulation made Thirteen Sister unable to control her body, and she couldn't stop trembling. Thirteen Sister felt humiliated by being played with, tears filling her eyes, but the physiological changes were uncontrollable. She felt her will gradually collapse under the manipulation and humiliation of the four evil monks' hands. The pleasure in her body could no longer be suppressed. Her round buttocks involuntarily lifted, her bound body twisted, her two small breasts rose and fell on her chest, and the fingers of her hand, which was bound behind her back, clenched and unclenched the rope, trying to break free, but the rope bound her so tightly that her hand had no chance of breaking free. She groaned loudly.
Seeing that Thirteen Sister was clearly aroused, the Golden Buddha Monk didn't rush to insert his penis. Instead, he increased the pressure of his kneading, inserting two fingers while using the rest to manipulate and knead her labia majora, minora, and clitoris. Thirteen Sister was almost crying, her whole body covered in sweat. She truly longed for a man's penis to penetrate her, but her strong pride prevented her from saying it. She bit her lip hard.
The Golden Buddha Monk thought to himself, "You're meat on my chopping block. Let's see how long you can hold out." He wasn't going to let Thirteen Sister be satisfied yet. He continued to knead and stimulate her. Because she was bound, Thirteen Sister had no way to move her body to relieve the stimulation. The only thing she could move was her head. She could only shake her head from side to side and then tilt it back, her beautiful hair swaying with it. Her red lips were open, as if she was shouting, "I can't take it anymore, give it to me!"
Seeing that Thirteen Sister's cheeks were like two red clouds, and her vaginal fluid was gushing out like a fountain, she was clearly unable to hold back. The Golden Buddha Monk thought the time was right, so he pressed his genitals against Thirteen Sister's vagina. He first rotated and rubbed the head of his penis at the entrance, then used his hands to pull Thirteen Sister's labia majora and minora apart, revealing the bright red flesh. He began to slowly push in.
"Ah..." Thirteen Sister frowned and cried out loudly. The Golden Buddha Monk immediately pulled out and inserted it again, a little deeper than before.
"Ouch..." Thirteen Sister cried out in pain. "...You beasts...ah..." Although there was a lot of vaginal fluid, it was still Thirteen Sister's first time, and her tight vagina was being stretched open, which still hurt a lot. This pain was not like the pain of flesh, which could be endured; this pain was excruciating. Thirteen Sister cried out regardless of the laughter of those around her, but her cries were sometimes interrupted by the pain.
To distract Thirteen Sister, the Golden Buddha Monk kissed her breasts again, gently nibbling and biting them with his teeth, making her feel numb and itchy. At the same time, the Golden Buddha Monk's penis went in a little further, and gradually the pain subsided a bit. Thirteen Sister's cries also subsided, but from her expression, it was clear that she was very uncomfortable with the man's thick, snake-like thing entering her body. She twisted her body, trying to stop the man's penis. But tied up, whether she wanted to or not, what way could she stop the Golden Buddha Monk's penis from continuing to spread her vagina open and penetrate her again and again? The copious vaginal fluid lubricated the Golden Buddha Monk's penis, making Thirteen Sister feel somewhat better. After dozens of thrusts, finally, the Golden Buddha Monk thrust his body forward, plunging his penis all the way in. The pubic hair of his penis clung to Thirteen Sister's vulva, and bright red blood flowed down her thighs. Thirteen Sister cried out "Ah!" and her head snapped back as she sobbed sadly.
"Don't be afraid, you'll soon find that nothing feels as good as this," the Golden Buddha Monk chuckled wickedly.
The Golden Buddha Monk let his penis remain inside Thirteen Sister's body for a while, allowing her to adjust, before slowly beginning to thrust in and out. The foreskin of his penis rubbed against the walls of Thirteen Sister's vagina. With each in and out motion, Thirteen Sister felt the movement of his penis. Gradually, she felt a burning sensation on the walls of her vagina, which filled her with immense shame, yet also a slight sense of pleasure. The Golden Buddha Monk's penis moved faster and faster. Thirteen Sister's mind was a mess; she felt like she was being thrown into the sea, rising and falling with the Golden Buddha Monk's body, the pleasure growing stronger with each thrust. The Golden Buddha Monk's strong chest pressed against Thirteen Sister's soft breasts, making it hard for her to breathe. Pleasure filled her entire body; she cried out in release, unable to resist biting the Golden Buddha Monk's shoulder with her teeth. The Golden Buddha Monk's speed increased, and Thirteen Sister's moans turned into desperate screams. Was it pain? Shame? Pleasure? Or a combination of all of them? Thirteen Sister felt confused. She was being raped and humiliated, so why was she experiencing pleasure?
Suddenly, the Golden Buddha Monk shuddered, a surge of heat rushing into Thirteen Sister's body, and both of them reached orgasm simultaneously.
The Golden Buddha Monk, drenched in sweat, lay panting on the equally drenched, naked Thirteen Sister. After a long while, the monk Jinfo finally got off Thirteen Sister, satisfied, and made way for the other three monks. Thirteen Sister, however, was almost unconscious.
She was panting heavily when she felt the four monks untie her from the torture device and drag her to another X-shaped wooden frame. Thirteen Sister was powerless to resist. The four monks tied her hands upwards to an upward-sloping pillar, her legs were tied together with two downward-sloping legs on the frame, and her shoulders, thighs, and waist were also secured with leather straps, making her body form an X shape. Unlike the other X-shaped frame, this one tilted backwards, causing Thirteen Sister's body to lean backwards as well, making her pubic hair clearly visible, and her vulva faintly visible beneath it. Thirteen Sister's head slumped weakly to one side, her long hair hanging down, covering half of her breast, a poignant and captivating sight.
"Thirteenth Sister, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, or how strong you are, once you're tied to this frame, you can't escape," the Silver Buddha Monk laughed.
Hearing this, Thirteenth Sister looked up in horror to see the tall, obese Silver Buddha Monk, weighing a hefty 160-170 pounds, pounce on her. She felt his massive, mountain-like body completely crush her beneath him.
His thick chest pressed against her breasts, making it hard for her to breathe. The Silver Buddha Monk then pressed his thick lips against her small mouth. She desperately tried to dodge, managing to get a small opening before gasping for air. But then, the Silver Buddha Monk cupped her face and forcefully kissed her again.
"Ugh..." Thirteenth Sister almost suffocated.
"You tasted my elder brother's earlier, now try mine," the Silver Buddha Monk said, lifting Thirteen Sister's chin. Thirteen Sister struggled to open her eyes, then quickly closed them again, for she saw the Silver Buddha Monk's thick, hard penis approaching her entrance.
"No, no..." Thirteen Sister cried out in panic, twisting her body, but her entire body was tightly bound; how could she break free? She felt that hot thing part her labia majora and minora, rotating as it thrust in. Thirteen Sister mustered her strength, straining her lower body to tighten her vaginal opening, but she didn't realize that the Silver Buddha Monk's penis being gripped by her vagina only increased his pleasure. Because she had already been raped by the Golden Buddha Monk, her vagina was filled with semen and vaginal fluid, making it easy for the Silver Buddha Monk's penis to penetrate; with a "plop," the Silver Buddha Monk's penis pierced to the hilt. Thirteen Sister screamed, her head snapping back. She felt as if she were being pierced through, and she sobbed. She wept, lamenting that this fearsome heroine, who struck terror into the hearts of her enemies, had no power to protect herself. Her most precious body was like an open door, allowing these lecherous monks to violate her at will, easily penetrating her, while she could only watch helplessly. She felt the sorrow of being a woman.
Bound in an X-shape to the frame, she watched as the muscular Silver Buddha monk gripped her breasts and began thrusting.
The Silver Buddha monk's movements were large, each time penetrating all the way in, sometimes withdrawing completely before thrusting in again. Thirteen Sister thought his penis was completely out, so she tightened her vagina, trying to prevent it from entering again. But the Silver Buddha monk's spear still forcefully parted her labia majora and minora, thrusting in all the way with unstoppable force, making it almost impossible for Thirteen Sister to breathe. The Silver Buddha Monk's penis was tightly enveloped by Thirteen Sister's vaginal walls, the friction providing intense stimulation for both of them. Coupled with the Silver Buddha Monk's large hands constantly caressing and kneading her sensitive areas, Thirteen Sister experienced a mixture of pain and sadistic pleasure. She felt her body was no longer under her control, gradually enveloped by a tingling sensation, excitement and pleasure surging through her brain. Thirteen Sister reached orgasm during the Silver Buddha Monk's brutal rape. Finally, the Silver Buddha Monk also ejaculated, his penis making a few final thrusts inside Thirteen Sister before gradually softening. Thirteen Sister was drenched in sweat. Seeing the Silver Buddha Monk still panting on top of her, she said angrily, "Silver Buddha, you old bald donkey, get off me now!" She really wanted to kick him off, but her limbs were tightly bound, and she couldn't move.
The Silver Buddha Monk, still unsatisfied, continued to lie on Thirteen Sister's body, enjoying the softness of her beautiful form.
The two monks, Bronze Buddha and Iron Buddha, couldn't wait any longer. They pulled Silver Buddha Monk off Thirteen Sister and then lifted the frame, along with Thirteen Sister bound to it, onto an octagonal table. Thirteen Sister awoke from her unconsciousness to find her hands and feet still bound in an X-shape, but this time she was lying on her back, exposing all her sensitive nerves to the men. She felt another man's genitals pressed against her vulva—that was Iron Buddha Monk—and another man's genitals pressed against her mouth—that was Bronze Buddha Monk.
Thirteen Sister instinctively shut her mouth and shook her head, trying to prevent the Bronze Buddha Monk's genitals from entering. But suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her lower body; the Iron Buddha Monk was beginning to insert his penis. Although she had already been raped by two men, the Iron Buddha Monk's penis was exceptionally large, and the pain of the glans parting her vulva still caused Thirteen Sister to open her mouth. At that moment, the Bronze Buddha Monk seized the opportunity to shove his penis into Thirteen Sister's mouth.
"Ah...ah..." Thirteen Sister cried out in pain. Previously, she could concentrate her strength on one end to alleviate the pain, but now she was being attacked from both above and below, leaving her defenseless. Her hands and feet were completely stretched out and bound; she wanted to pull them back but couldn't. Her sensitive body was completely exposed, making the stimulation exceptionally intense.
The Bronze Buddha monk cupped Thirteen Sister's face in his hands, rubbing his penis in and out of her mouth, sometimes poking her tongue, sometimes her throat. Thirteen Sister hated it and tried to bite down, but the Iron Buddha monk's ravaging of her lower body left her powerless. Her teeth touched the foreskin of the Bronze Buddha monk's penis, but she couldn't bite down any further, which only gave the Bronze Buddha monk greater stimulation. Sometimes the Bronze Buddha monk would pinch Thirteen Sister's nose, forcing her to open her mouth wide and let the Bronze Buddha monk's penis churn and thrust in and out of her mouth. When the Iron Buddha monk's thick penis entered, Thirteen Sister's vagina involuntarily contracted, and the Iron Buddha monk thrust even harder, while squeezing Thirteen Sister's breasts forcefully with his hands, waves of pain and tingling spreading throughout her body.
"Thirteen Sister, will you surrender or not? Let's see who's stronger." Saying this, he thrust all the way in again, completely inside her. Thirteen Sister felt as if he was piercing through her body.
"Ah..." Thirteen Sister cried out.
"How about it? You female thief, you've harmed so many of our brothers. Today I'm going to avenge them, I'm going to fuck you to death." Saying that, he thrust in again, completely inside her.
"Ah..." Thirteen Sister cried out again. Although she felt humiliated, she also felt extremely comfortable being fucked, and she looked forward to his next, even more intense thrusts. Waves of tingling sensations assaulted her brain from her vulva, from her breasts, from her mouth, from her cheeks, and from every part of her body that the two monks were touching. Thirteen Sister was highly skilled in martial arts and had a strong personality. No one had ever forced her to do anything, but this time she was tied up and gang-raped by four men. Helpless, she had no choice but to accept the reality. During the gang rape, she experienced extremely intense sexual pleasure. Thirteen Sister's sexual desire was greatly aroused. She felt that the caresses and lovemaking of the opposite sex, even the brutal abuse, were so intoxicating. The lovemaking brought her one orgasm after another. She even felt her vagina enveloping his penis like a baby's mouth suckling at a breast, and the semen was like milk. Although she felt ashamed and passive, the intense pleasure from the rape was undeniable; she even felt that anything less than rough wouldn't be satisfying. She was completely immersed in this pleasure, her vaginal fluid gushing out like a spring. She also reached orgasm when the bronze Buddha and the iron Buddha monk simultaneously ejaculated their scalding semen into her body and mouth.
She really wanted to rest, but the four monks wouldn't give up. Looking at Thirteen Sister's alluring lower body, they exclaimed, "What a great body! We four brothers have taken her all over, but her little cunt is still so tight."
Actually, Thirteen Sister's nerves were on the verge of collapse, but upon hearing this, she forced her eyes open and said hatefully, "You...you...you'd better watch out! Next time you fall into my hands...I...I will never let you go! I'll castrate you all!"
"Little girl, you're really stubborn. If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know that the Horse King has three eyes," said the Silver Buddha monk. "Thirteen Sister
, I was thinking of stopping here. If you say that, I'll rape you again," the Bronze Buddha monk echoed.
The four monks then took the naked Thirteen Sister down from the rack and began the second round of gang rape.
The four monks saw that Thirteen Sister had exhausted a lot of energy during the first round of gang rape, almost to the point of collapse, and estimated that she wouldn't recover in a short time. With four monks against her, Thirteen Sister wouldn't be able to escape, so this time, they didn't tie her up.
They held down her hands, feet, and body, and she mustered her remaining strength to resist, but the four monks were martial arts practitioners, their bodies tanned to a bronze color, their muscles bulging, and they were very powerful. How could she escape? She felt a large hand kneading her breast, so she grabbed that large hand and pulled it outward with all her might, trying to stop it, but she found that she was too weak to pull it away; she tried to punch him, but it didn't hurt him at all; she tried to grab and pinch him with her fingers, but his muscles were so firm that she couldn't pinch him at all. Soon, her hand was grabbed and pulled apart by another large hand, then raised above her head and held together. That hand was so strong that her hand, raised above her head, was held tightly and she couldn't break free. Meanwhile, the large hand on her breasts kneaded them even more vigorously. She felt her breasts being squeezed out of shape, a sensation that was both painful and pleasurable. The penis inserted inside her moved violently, sending waves of tingling pleasure throughout her body, which she couldn't resist.
After a while, they would spread her arms horizontally and hold her down, or turn her over and enter her from behind, or forcefully press her arms behind her back, forcing her chest to stand high in a very sexy position to facilitate rape. Sometimes they would press down on Thirteen Sister's long hair, preventing her from lifting her head, while simultaneously thrusting their penises into her vagina and mouth. She tried hard to close her legs, but two monks would forcefully pull them apart, one on each side, preventing her thighs from closing. Then, a third monk's penis would penetrate her body.
Thirteen Sister's snow-white, smooth naked body put up a defiant resistance, but she was no match for the brute force of the four monks. Each time she resisted, the monks subdued her. Her resistance only fueled the men's competitive spirit and desire to conquer her, making them feel powerful and strong as men in front of a woman, and further arousing their lust.
"Hmph, I don't believe that four of us big men can't subdue a little girl like you."
"Even the most stubborn little girl will be subdued in our hands."
The four monks tormented Thirteen Sister, turning her over and over. Thirteen Sister had been gang-raped several times, her genitals covered in the monks' sticky semen. She had fainted several times, but after regaining consciousness, she would struggle again. In the end, the four monks had no choice but to tie her hands behind her back again.
"Ah..." Thirteen Sister's miserable screams echoed continuously in the Golden Buddha Temple. The young monks outside the cell heard the four monks' excited thrusting, panting, and the girl's screams, and their penises involuntarily became erect again.
All five men were drenched in sweat. The four monks were ravaging Thirteen Sister's beautiful naked body with unrestrained pleasure, reaching the peak of their excitement. Thirteen Sister's snow-white, delicate flesh was being ravaged by four rough, dark, and shiny bodies. One man after another took turns on top of her, yet she remained pinned beneath them, her entire genitals being violated and stimulated.
Although Thirteen Sister subjectively did not want to be gang-raped, she was now completely powerless. Although her body was still resisting, deep down she felt conquered and had to admit that the men were stronger than her, and she was no match for these four powerful men. Every time she mustered the courage to try to stop the monks' penises from penetrating her again, she failed each time. The monks' movements were rough and powerful, and it was precisely this rough and powerful suppression that gave Thirteen Sister an extreme stimulation. In the constant gang rape, she experienced increasingly intense pleasure, every cell in her body immersed in extreme excitement, producing wave after wave of orgasms. She could no longer control her thoughts and repeatedly fell into a semi-conscious state.
In a daze, she felt she was a female warrior belonging to a tiger tribe living in a primitive era. Born with a strong physique, she chased wild deer, foxes, and rabbits across the plains and mountains every day, often battling black bears and tigers. To protect her home, she also fought against the ferocious dragon tribe.
At that time, males, naturally seeking out strong females to ensure the survival of their offspring, would resort to rape if their advances were rejected. Because she possessed not only an enviable figure but also agile speed, extraordinary strength, and powerful muscles, she became a prime target for capture by the rival dragon tribe.
One day, she was walking across the wilderness, wearing a female warrior's helmet. The blue sky, green grass, and white clouds made her feel particularly good. Suddenly, five or six dragon warriors appeared in front of her, wielding spears and shields, and charged towards her. She quickly fled in the opposite direction, but five or six more dragon warriors appeared on that side, their heads covered in feathers, their faces painted in various colors, giving them an eerie and terrifying aura. She tried to escape as fast as she could, but the faster she ran, the slower she became. She was quickly captured by the dragon warriors. She had powerful muscles and struggled desperately, but the male dragon warriors were all like bodybuilders, their arms and legs as thick as buckets, their muscles bulging, and they were stronger than her. These dozen or so dragon warriors stripped her of her helmet, pressed her face up on the grass, spread her arms and legs out in a starfish shape, and tied her to the surrounding trees with vines. She wanted to scream, but no sound came out. Then a dragon warrior with a scabbard-like face pressed down on her, kneading her breasts until they were swollen and itchy. A moment later, he thrust his thick, long penis into her vagina, ejaculating a large amount of semen inside, while she herself also released a large amount of vaginal fluid.
Thirteen Sister awoke, realizing she had been in a dream state. She then saw the Iron Buddha monk standing up, holding her still-ejaculating penis, while the Bronze Buddha monk thrust his spear at her. Thirteen Sister screamed and fainted again.
6. The Humiliation of Piercing and Ringing
Exhausted, weak, and naked, Thirteen Sister was bound hand and foot and pushed by four burly monks towards the bamboo grove behind the Golden Buddha Temple.
The four monks—Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Iron—were already waiting there with several younger monks. Seeing Thirteen Sister brought before them, they all surrounded her. The two monks, Jin and Yin, grinning wickedly, grabbed Thirteen Sister and untied the ropes binding her. They then seized her arm, binding it behind her back with her elbows tightly together, forcing her beautiful breasts forward even more. The excruciating pain in her shoulder made Thirteen Sister cry out, "It hurts so much! What are you doing?"
Monk Jin said, "Heroine, you haven't put on makeup since arriving at our temple. Now, this humble monk will personally help you with your makeup." He then ordered two warrior monks to drag Thirteen Sister to a bamboo pole as thick as an arm.
Thirteen Sister was forced to stand with her back against the bamboo. The rope first wrapped around her wrists three times and secured them to the bamboo. Then, her arm and elbows were bound and secured to the bamboo, and her breasts and waist were also bound and secured to the bamboo with more than a dozen loops of rope. The ropes tightened so that Thirteen Sister's upper body was firmly fixed to the bamboo. Then, three more ropes were tightly bound to bamboo at the base of Thirteen Sister's thighs, and the ropes were wrapped three more times around her upper knees, securing her thighs to the bamboo. Another rope was added at her ankles, the other end passing through an iron ring attached to the bamboo above her head. Pulling down this rope hoisted one foot, Thirteen Sister was suspended from the bamboo, her entire weight causing the ropes to dig even deeper into her delicate skin. Next, her thighs and calves were tightly bound to the upright bamboo. At this point, no matter how much Thirteen Sister struggled, she couldn't change this position, let alone free herself from any of the ropes.
"Ah… no! It's too tight. It hurts!" Her leg cramped, the excruciating pain sending spasms through her entire body, causing her beautiful, fully erect breasts to tremble. Beads of sweat poured down her face, neck, body, and trembling breasts.
"You villain! You beast!!" she cursed through the pain.
"Don't rush," the Golden Buddha Monk said viciously, "The makeup will hurt a lot later, how can it be done without binding her tightly?"
The Golden Buddha Monk ordered a martial monk to gather Thirteen Sister's beautiful hair and tie it with thin rope, hanging it from an iron ring on a bamboo pole above her head. He then stuffed a wooden ball full of holes into Thirteen Sister's mouth and tied it to the bamboo pole behind her head with rope. In this way, except for her eyes, Thirteen Sister's entire body was tightly bound to the bamboo pole, and she couldn't move at all.
"Ugh..." Thirteen Sister let out a desperate moan from her throat. Tears welled up in her eyes.
The Golden Buddha Monk touched Thirteen Sister's pubic area, where downy hair had just grown, and said with a wicked smile, "You've grown hair again, so fast." He then ordered a young monk, "Go, bring me a knife, I'll trim the hair for her again."
Within minutes of shaving her pubic hair, the pain in Thirteen Sister's tightly bound limbs turned into numbness, and the immense pain of compression turned into a tingling pain as if a thousand needles were piercing her heart.
She was delirious: "It's over! I'm going to die."
Suddenly, a sharp, intense pain jolted her awake. The Golden Buddha monk had pierced the inner wall between her nostrils with an awl, then threaded a copper ring through it, like a nose ring on a bull's nose. The excruciating pain made her try to wrest the awl away, but the merciless rope prevented even a pitiful twist. Blood flowed down the silver ring, dripping onto the ground. Below Thirteen Sister's pretty nose, a copper nose ring less than an inch in diameter appeared. The lower circle of the ring rested perfectly in front of Thirteen Sister's upper lip, just enough not to interfere with eating. The intense pain brought tears to Thirteen Sister's eyes.
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The Golden Buddha Monk grabbed Thirteen Sister's fully erect breasts again and pinched her nipples with his fingers. Thirteen Sister couldn't help but become excited, her nipples turned red and became hard and protruding. Just as her nipples throbbed violently, the Golden Buddha Monk cruelly stabbed them horizontally with an awl, piercing through the entire nipple. "Ah...ah..." Amidst Thirteen Sister's series of screams, the awl was pulled out, and blood spurted from both sides of her nipples. The Golden Buddha monk pierced Thirteen Sister's injured nipple with a glittering silver ring. Then, his right breast was also pierced with an awl and a silver ring was inserted. The excruciating pain caused a spasm, and her beautiful breasts trembled. Blood dripped from the nipple rings onto the ground. The intense pain nearly made Thirteen Sister faint, so much so that she didn't realize the Golden Buddha monk's sinister hand had reached for her genitals. Only when her labia were pierced did the excruciating pain awaken her. "Ugh…" Her two beautiful eyes widened in despair, and a pitiful moan escaped her throat. She trembled all over in pain. Sweat dripped down her face. Three silver rings were pierced through each of Thirteen Sister's labia.
Then, the Golden Buddha monk rubbed her clitoris with his fingers, arousing her amidst the excruciating pain. After the clitoris became engorged and erect, the Golden Buddha monk peeled back the foreskin, revealing bright red clitoral hood, which was swollen, engorged, and translucent. This was a woman's most sensitive and delicate area. Thirteen Sister couldn't bear the ravaging by the Golden Buddha Monk and groaned in pain. The Golden Buddha Monk sneered and mercilessly pierced the clitoris with an awl. He then placed a silver ring on it. The clitoris contracted due to the intense pain. However, the foreskin blocked the silver ring, preventing the clitoris from retracting. After a violent spasm, Thirteen Sister fainted from the pain.
However, the fainting was temporary, and Thirteen Sister was awakened by the pain. Upon waking, she first saw a very hot, one-inch-wide iron block swaying before her eyes. Then, an old goldsmith with tears streaming down his face appeared before Thirteen Sister's eyes. "Girl, I had no choice. They forced me to do this. I will weld gently, please bear with it," the old goldsmith said in a trembling voice. Thirteen Sister saw that the old goldsmith, with tears streaming down his face, also had tears in his eyes and was sobbing as if trying to say something.
"Sizzle... sizzle..." A series of intense, burning sensations rushed into Thirteen Sister's nostrils, immediately spreading to her entire head. With one eye tightly closed, Thirteen Sister felt a flame rush into her head. As the heat gradually subsided, the pain unfolded in her nostrils.
Then, her right breast felt like it was being boiled in oil, and Thirteen Sister fainted from the intense pain.
The Golden Buddha Monk ordered the old goldsmith to continue welding the rings on Thirteen Sister's left nipple, labia, and clitoris securely.
An hour later, Thirteen Sister was awakened by a bucket of cold water poured on her by a young monk, and she was back in endless agony.
"Ugh..." A knife-like pain shot through her nose, chest, and genitals.
"Ha... with these decorations, you are even more stunning. Who would have thought that the once-renowned heroine would turn into this? Aren't these decorations on you good? Which hero is lucky enough to have you should thank me, because you have a few more holes than other girls. Hahahaha..."
"This devil," Thirteen Sister thought, feeling both angry and helpless. She was no longer filled with the intense desire for revenge she had at the beginning. "It's over, I'm ruined. Even if I escape, how can I face anyone? Besides, escape is almost impossible. I'll be tortured to death by this cruel demon sooner or later."
"Don't worry," the Golden Buddha monk seemed to see through her thoughts. "How could I bear to let your heavenly, devilish figure disappear? I will relentlessly torment you, torture you, and admire your beauty at the same time. I will make you my sex slave, I will make you the most alluring, most lewd woman in the world, hahaha..."
The Silver Buddha monk approached with a box of ointment, feigning concern, "Thirteenth Sister, this humble monk has this treasure. Apply it, and I guarantee your piercings will be healed by tomorrow."
Then, he applied the ointment to all the rings and began to rotate the nose ring, nipple ring, and genital ring...
7. The Ending
Three days after Thirteenth Sister's piercings and rings were placed.
Inside the Golden Buddha Temple, hundreds of candles were lit, illuminating the entire place. Forty square tables were set up in the courtyard, laden with chicken, duck, fish, and meat. Several jars of wine sat beside each table; though sealed, the aroma of wine still wafted out, making the young monks' mouths water. The monk Jinfo was holding a feast to celebrate capturing Thirteen Sister. The monks from the four temples, young and old, were all beaming with joy, having taken their seats early at the tables, ready to drink heartily. Six villagers dressed as farmers busily sifted wine from the jars into the large bowls in front of each person; they had brought wine for the temple.
Between two large trees near the courtyard wall stood two wooden pillars, each with two iron rings at the top and bottom. A naked girl lay sprawled across these rings, her arms and legs spread wide, forming a "大" (da, meaning "big") shape. Her nostrils, nipples, labia, and clitoris were adorned with nose rings, nipple rings, and clitoral rings, all threaded with fine silk. Two giggling young monks pulled and released the threads, causing the girl's face to contort in pain, making her appear utterly miserable. No one would believe that this pitiful girl was the legendary heroine Thirteen Sister, who had once struck fear into the hearts of evildoers. On the left tree hung Thirteen Sister's bow and iron bullet pouch, while on the right hung her sword. Two martial monks stood guard on each side, wielding clubs.
After days of torment, Thirteen Sister was quite weak; her head hung limply, her long hair cascading down, obscuring half of her breast. The moonlight and candlelight illuminated her pale body, creating a captivating sight.
The four monks, Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Iron, emerged from the main hall and took their seats, immediately eliciting cheers from the younger monks sitting around the table.
The Gold Monk raised his wine bowl and declared loudly, "Brothers from the four temples, we've captured Thirteen Sister, the female thief who has always been our enemy! From now on, no one will bother us when we collect rent. We'll take back all the rent owed by those poor wretches, principal and interest!"
"Yes, take it back, principal and interest!" the younger monks responded.
"Thirteen Sister, you've made us suffer a lot in the past. These past few days, we've shown you our skills. Aren't you, heroine?" the Gold Monk asked Thirteen Sister.
Thirteen Sister really wanted to kick him a couple of times, but as soon as she moved, she remembered that she was tied up in a spread-eagle position. She could only curse angrily, "You bald thief, I won't let you get away with this!"
Upon hearing this, the Golden Buddha monk walked in front of Thirteen Sister, lifted her chin with his hand, and lewdly laughed, "I captured you, tied you up, and even raped you with my brothers. I even pierced your hymen and put rings on you. What can you do to me? From now on, you'll be called Beautiful Ring Thirteen Sister. Hahahaha... Hahahaha..." The monks also laughed loudly. Thirteen Sister was so angry she couldn't speak.
"Thirteenth Sister, I admire you for sacrificing yourself to save those lowly people. But now you're hanging here, who's going to save you? Don't you regret it?"
"No regrets."
"Good thirteenth sister, don't be fooled by your martial arts skills or your beautiful face. Now you're in our hands. Let me tell you, from now on, you're our sex slave. We'll take you to four different temples in turn, and let the brothers in each temple rape you..."
Before he finished speaking, the young monks cheered enthusiastically.
Some of the young monks couldn't wait any longer and pleaded, "Master, let us do it now..."
"Yes, Master, please have mercy and let us do it now. We can't hold back anymore."
"Look how impatient you all are. This female thief has no chance of escaping our hands. Sooner or later, you'll get what you want. Let's eat and drink well today so we'll have the strength to do her tomorrow. Don't you agree?" Monk Golden Buddha laughed.
"Okay..." The monks chuckled.
"Let's have a competition among the four temples to see whose penis is the hardest, shall we?" Iron Buddha Monk's words drew another round of laughter from the young monks.
"You...you...you bald monk, you lecherous scoundrel, you'll die a horrible death..." Thirteen Sister never expected Golden Buddha Monk to have such a vicious idea. Enraged, she struggled desperately, the iron rings rattling and the wooden pillar swaying.
"Let's not just drink ourselves, let the heroine have a sip too." Golden Buddha Monk picked up a bowl of wine and walked towards Thirteen Sister. Silver, Bronze, and Iron Monks followed.
Thirteen Sister knew they were about to humiliate her again, so she shouted, "Don't come any closer!"
The four monks surrounded Thirteen Sister.
"Come, come, little beauty, have a drink." Golden Buddha Monk said, bringing the wine bowl to Thirteen Sister's lips.
Thirteen Sister refused to open her mouth.
"What? You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to drink the penalty shot?" Golden Buddha Monk grinned wickedly. "Third brother, fourth brother, lend the heroine a hand."
So the Bronze Buddha monk grabbed Thirteen Sister's chin with one hand, while the Iron Buddha monk slowly pulled upwards on the silk thread of her nose ring. Thirteen Sister's nose ring turned upwards, her beautiful nostrils grotesquely enlarged, and her nose tip elongated like an eagle's beak. Thirteen Sister couldn't help but feel pain as her head tilted upwards, her chin still held by the Bronze Buddha's hand, forcing her to open her mouth slightly. The Golden Buddha monk then took the opportunity to pour wine directly into her mouth, forcing Thirteen Sister to drink the entire bowl.
Soon, the strong liquor flushed her face, her cheeks turning red, and her bright eyes becoming even more watery, making her appear extremely charming.
"Hahahaha… the heroine has a unique charm after drinking, don't you think?" the Golden Buddha monk asked, lifting Thirteen Sister's chin.
"Yes," the monks replied.
As soon as the Golden Buddha monk released her, Thirteen Sister immediately lowered her head, unaware of what new humiliations awaited her.
"Come, let's raise our glasses and drink!" The Golden Buddha Monk felt this was his proudest day. He was overjoyed and downed a large bowl of wine in one gulp.
Amidst the calls, the other monks also finished their bowls.
"Bring more wine!" Calls for wine rose and fell from table to table. This kept the six farmers very busy, pouring wine from one table to another, drenched in sweat.
The two young monks holding Thirteen Sister's nose, nipple, and genital rings, along with the four guarding monks, seeing everyone eating and drinking like this, and remembering Thirteen Sister's bound and helpless state, could no longer resist. They dropped their sticks, grabbed a table, and began to wolf down their food.
During this time, monks frequently approached Thirteen Sister to fondle her smooth body. Some monks inserted their fingers into her vulva to grope her, then put their fingers in their mouths to suck on them, saying with ecstasy, "So fragrant and fresh!" Others pulled at the fine threads on Thirteen Sister's nose, nipple, and genital rings. This prompted the other young monks to imitate her. Thirteen Sister, hanging in a spread-eagle position, was helpless and could only watch as these lowlifes groped her, especially as her rings were pulled. Tears welled in her eyes from the pain.
After five or six rounds of drinks, several monks suddenly clutched their stomachs and collapsed. Bystanders assumed they were drunk and mocked their intoxication, but soon they too collapsed.
The four monks—Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Iron—seeing this, sensed something amiss and tried to investigate, but their own stomachs began to churn. Although they possessed strong internal energy, they had drunk too much, and one of them, dizzy and unable to stand, collapsed. At that moment, they saw the six farmers smirking and realized they must have poisoned the wine. News of
Thirteen Sister's selfless act of saving others spread far and wide. They also heard about the four temples' abuse and mistreatment of Thirteen Sister, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation, determined to find a way to rescue her.
The Golden Buddha Temple was hosting a banquet and asked the common people to bring wine. This presented a perfect opportunity, so they secretly poisoned the wine with a slow-acting poison.
Six farmers, seeing the monks all collapse, rushed to Thirteen Sister, untied her from the pillar, dressed her, strapped on her bow and sword, and brought her large black horse. The horse, overjoyed to see its master, pawed the ground with its front hooves. Thirteen Sister cuddled with the horse for a while, then walked over to the four monks.
The four monks lay on the ground, foaming at the mouth.
Seeing Thirteen Sister approaching with wide-open eyes and furrowed brows, they knew they were nearing death.
Iron Buddha Monk, with his last strength, said, "Female thief, if you're going to kill me, give me a quick death." Bronze Buddha
Monk, though knowing he wouldn't live much longer, still showed fear and pleading in his eyes.
"Heroine, spare my life! Heroine, spare my life!"
Silver Buddha Monk remained calm, closing his eyes, awaiting the sword.
The Golden Buddha Monk's gaze met Thirteen Sister's, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Bald thief, what are you laughing at? You're about to die."
"Hahahaha, I've been able to share intimate moments with such a beautiful heroine, enjoy the pleasures of love, and even pierce your skin and put rings on you, leaving my lifelong mark on you. Besides, you already bear the seeds of my four brothers; what regret do we have in death?" "
Thirteen Sister, when the time comes, you must see clearly whose of our four brothers' children you are, don't get it wrong." The Iron Buddha Monk also mustered his last strength to force a laugh.
"You…" Unexpectedly, these two monks still uttered lewd words on their deathbeds. Remembering the torture she had endured for the past four days, Thirteen Sister drew her sword with a "whoosh."
The four monks closed their eyes simultaneously.
But suddenly, the kind face of Granny Green Mountain appeared before Thirteen Sister, and Granny Green Mountain's words echoed in her ears: she had too much killing intent and should do more good deeds. She looked at the four monks one by one, and the torture and humiliation she had suffered at their hands over the past five days flashed through her mind. The shameful memories tormented her, and she closed one eye. After a long while, she opened her eyes and thought, no matter what, she had finally survived this ordeal. Perhaps these four evil monks were sent by heaven to test her and bring her trials? Her virginity had been taken by these men, and there was no going back.
Although she had endured endless torment and pain these past few days, for some reason, after surviving the ordeal, she still felt a lingering sense of satisfaction with the extraordinary experiences of the past five days. While being bound and tortured, her body had also experienced a sadistic pleasure. Many scenes that brought her ecstasy and pleasure floated into her mind, especially the image of being bound, her limbs bound by leather ropes that rubbed against her skin, and all her sexual organs being teased and kneaded simultaneously, bringing her to orgasm again and again, making her feel that being a woman was truly wonderful. She understood that she was experiencing a pleasure that most women couldn't. Unconsciously, she put her hands behind her back, as if ropes were binding her again. The feeling of being tightly bound and deprived of freedom was so intoxicating. Her breasts stood erect, waiting to be caressed by the rough hands of men. A tingling sensation spread throughout her body, almost overwhelming her, and her lower body began to wet again.
A night breeze blew by, startling her back to reality. Fortunately, it was dark, and no one noticed. She touched her face, feeling it burning hot. Her hand brushed against her nose ring, reminding her of the humiliation of having her nose pierced and wearing a ring. What to do? Should she just let them go?
Death was spared, but survival was the hardest punishment. She slowly walked past the four monks. A flash of swords and blood, accompanied by the screams of the four monks—Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Iron—stopped. The groins of the four monks were a bloody mess. Thirteen Sister kicked each of them hard, "Let's see how you hurt women in the future."
She glanced at the four dying monks one last time, angrily sheathed her sword, sighed, mounted her big black horse, and quickly disappeared into the night.

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