Disqualified from Bliss

Disqualified from Paradise

(15800 words)

Snow Chapter - Part 1

"Want to make some money?"

"What? What did you say? I don't quite understand!"

"I see you're having a hard time, so I was thinking of seeing if I could help you!"

My chubby classmate covered his mouth with his hand and whispered to me, while opening his not-so-tidy backpack, which was full of fifty and one-hundred bills. I didn't count them, but just looking at them, it was a lot. The chubby classmate wasn't aggressive.

"Tell me if you've thought it through!"

This was probably the first conversation between us in the strict sense since the start of

the semester. I didn't know him very well. He was always mysterious and rarely talked to others. Of course, I was the same, but I was for special reasons, if poverty was a reason for people to stay away.

Of course, it can't all be attributed to poverty. Poverty meant I didn't have much money to dress myself up. Although I washed my clothes carefully and changed them frequently, they couldn't escape the cheapness and poor quality they conveyed. For a sixteen-year-old girl, this was perhaps fatal. Add to that the fact that I couldn't afford cosmetics, and I

went around with a bare face every day. It felt like I wasn't myself without some makeup. The handsome boys and pretty girls in my class didn't want to get too close to me, as if I were something unclean, something they avoided.

Ever since that conversation with my chubby deskmate, I haven't been able to sleep well. Every time I dream about those red and green banknotes, it's not for any other reason than being too poor. I talked to my mother on the phone a few times, complaining about the hardships of life, which eventually turned into pointless arguments and mutual recriminations. In short, even peaceful conversations are a luxury for poor people.

My mother and I are both the kind of people who don't work hard themselves but always hope the other will suddenly become rich so they can live a life of plenty. To put it bluntly, we both want to be parasites clinging to each other. The only reason these two people haven't ended up separating is thanks to my deadbeat father, a man who only knows how to drink and smoke. He just loafs around the village all day, not working, and every time he gets drunk, he goes on and on, complaining about everything from his ancestors to the eight generations back, as if he's been wronged because he wasn't born a rich businessman or politician. It was like that. Of course, my mother wasn't a good person either. I didn't say anything to her; whenever he started nagging, she would lower her head and peck at him like a chick. It wasn't that she had a good temper; every time she hit me, it was like a thunderbolt descending from the sky. It was just that that dead man had something on her, and he had caught her in bed with someone several times. But I didn't dare to blame her. If she hadn't slept with other men, how could she have raised me all these years? But the fact that such a family has come to this point is less about the bonds of kinship and more about everyone being trapped in a fire pit, pulling each other along, with no one able to escape.
It was precisely because I wanted to escape that family that I came to study in this big city, a hundred and eight thousand miles away from my little mountain village. I even earned my tuition by taking a year off from school to work. But after arriving, I realized I regretted it. Everyone says that big cities have many opportunities, but I haven't seen any opportunities. Everywhere I go costs money.

"Money, money, money, it's all about money!"

"What are you muttering about? Are you talking bad about me? Haven't I taught you a lesson in a few days, are you itching for a beating?"
Zhang Jing came in from outside carrying a basin of foot-washing water. She was wearing a very provocative lace-trimmed lingerie set, swaying her thick, tree-stump-like waist, her face full of malice. She made a gesture as if to splash water, which scared me so much that I hid inside.

"How dare I, how dare I! I still haven't gotten over that slap last time, please calm down!"
"Who are you calling old? I think you really need a beating!"

As she said this, she took two steps in front of me and kicked me right in the face. I immediately saw stars, wondering who this shrew was angry with this time and was taking it out on me!

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I was wrong!"

I yelled, clutching my head. It wasn't that I couldn't beat her, but poor people are inherently cheap. A few hits from her wouldn't hurt me, but if I really fought back, I was afraid she'd get hurt, and that would be a huge problem for me. Not for anything else, but for the tuition fees I'd saved up from a year of working, I had to endure it. Who told me to be so useless, not born into a wealthy family?

"I'll teach you to know you're wrong! I'll teach you to know you're wrong!"

Zhang Jing didn't stop; instead, she got even more aggressive, grabbing my collar and slapping my face repeatedly, as if she were possessed. She even slapped me in the eye at the end. I didn't even need to look to know it was bruised; I'd definitely go to class with a black eye tomorrow. But she wasn't appeased yet. Right now, she was standing with her hands on her hips, panting heavily, glaring at me.
"How could I possibly despise you so much? You're dressed like a beggar, and you still have the nerve to come to the city and go to school? Why don't you stay home and farm? What are you doing causing us trouble? You disgusting piece of trash! Am I wrong?"

"No, you really are disgusting!"

"What? I sense something in your words. Who's disgusting?"

"I'm disgusting, I'm disgusting."

"Good that you know you're disgusting. Let's stop this beating here for today. Bring me some water to wash my feet, and I'll forgive you!"

Zhang Jing grabbed the stool next to me and sat down. While I was getting the water, she deliberately rubbed her feet on the ground. It was truly disgusting. I gritted my teeth, cursing her ancestors for eighteen generations in my heart, and forced a smile as I brought the water over. I really didn't want to put up with her, but things had come to this point. If I had any other thoughts now, wouldn't this be a pointless beating? At that moment, I thought that all the people who were bullied in the world probably survived by relying on this kind of cheap self-comfort.

"How about it? My feet smell nice, right? Want to lick them?"

"Uh, they smell nice,

but don't bother licking them!" I was too embarrassed to laugh at her feet. She was so young, yet she had thick calluses and athlete's foot. The skin between her toes was all cracked. I almost burst out laughing when I thought about it, but I dared not, or I would surely get beaten up again.

"Damn it, you think I'm playing with you? I'm telling you to lick my feet, and you dare not? Why don't you country bumpkins learn your lesson?"

Li Jing pressed my freshly washed feet directly against my face and kicked them hard. Because I was squatting, she kicked me to the ground. As soon as I tried to get up, she stepped on my neck. I felt my head sink and I couldn't breathe. I tried to break free, but I couldn't muster any strength. I could only gently grab her trouser leg with my hands and glare at her with my eyes. I was conflicted, like an ant, thinking about how to survive on one hand, and on the other hand, I couldn't find a reason to live.

In the end, my cowardly side prevailed. Her physical reaction revealed the real me: I had wet my pants.

"Damn, you stepped in water, what a rotten thing,"

Li Jing said mockingly, moving her foot away and counting its size in the foot bath. Finally, she dried her feet with the towel hanging by my bedside, then crawled into bed and started playing on her phone.

I lay there on the floor for a while before recovering. Feeling utterly wronged, I didn't know how to react, so I ran out in my wet pants. Since our dorm was at the very back of the girls' dormitory building, it took me quite a while to get out. Along the way, I ran into classmates who all stared at me with those hooked eyes. I think I looked like a madwoman, my face bruised and blue, running around the building in my wet pants.

At that moment, I only had one thought in my mind: to call home. I think that's what any kid my age would do if they were bullied. I ran and cried until I reached the gatehouse, saw the public phone, grabbed it, and was about to dial.

"Wait, classmate!"

I had just picked up the phone when someone slammed it down. I looked up and saw it was the old man from the gatehouse, with a pointed, monkey-like face, clearly not a respectable person. I ignored what he said and tried to pull him away, but I was too weak after being beaten up.

"Young man, you can make a call, but do you have any money?"

The old man's words made me realize that I was wearing only my underwear and didn't have a single penny on me.

"Sir, look, I have an urgent matter. Can I pay you later?"

"Didn't you see the sign in front of me? No credit! No way, no money, no phone call!"
"Just one minute, just one minute."

I gently grabbed the hand that was pressing the phone and scratched it a few times with my index finger. I knew that looking like this, any attempt to flirt with anyone would be disgusting, but luckily my hands were very soft. I heard that the old man from the gatehouse had lost his boss a long time ago, so maybe relieving his itch would work.

"Well, your classmate is quite sensible. It's not that I'm making things difficult for you, but..."
The old man with the pointed chin and monkey-like face looked around before continuing,

"How about this, let me touch your breasts, and I'll let you hit me for one minute, no, three minutes!"

"Uh, no way."

"Then I'm sorry, come back with money next time."

I never expected him to be waiting for me here. Touching breasts was definitely out of the question, but if I ran back to my dorm now, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to handle it and would do something stupid. I... well, just touching them once won't hurt me.

"Okay, but... okay, just touch them once."

The old man with the pointed chin and monkey-like face's eyes lit up when he heard me say that.

"I guess I'm going to be lucky today. Look, I was just thinking about it and your big breasts have come to me."
"Don't stand so far away, come closer to me."

The old man with the pointed chin and monkey-like face beckoned to me with his hand, like a thief.

"Just once!"

I leaned closer, half-closing my eyes. The overwhelming smell of an old man made me feel nauseous. He wasn't ashamed at all; he reached into my bra and grabbed my breasts, groping and rubbing them. I tried to pull away, but he grabbed my nipple, which was both sore and painful.

"Didn't we agree it would only be once?"

"What? You think I'll back out? Here's the deal: I'll touch you and hit you all I want, and I'll let go when you hang up."

I was so angry I almost jumped out of my skin. How could someone be so shameless? But I didn't have time to think too much. He was playing with my breasts in all sorts of ways, and the more I thought about it, the more he was taking advantage of me. Anyway, I'd already suffered this loss, so I might as well leave it at that. Making a phone call was the priority. I quickly picked up the phone and dialed my home landline, which was the only available number.
"Beep~beep~beep"

The phone was busy the whole time. Although I knew that my two husbands were probably out having fun somewhere tonight, I still hoped that someone would answer the phone. The old man on the other end put both of his hands in, rubbing and kneading. I actually felt a little comfortable. My whole body suddenly started to heat up, my nipples were swollen, sore and numb, and even my previous frustration eased a lot, but it still hurt a lot.

"Be gentle."

The call didn't go through. I held the phone, staring intently at the old man, who was sweating profusely and working hard. I wanted to tell him to be gentle, but for some reason his breathing became heavier and heavier, making me keep breathing on his face. Then I heard a "bang." Curious, I peeked into the room following the sound and saw the old man, wearing only his underwear, with something sticking up high. Having studied physiology in junior high, I roughly knew what it was, but I had no idea. It just felt too strange, so I thought about hanging up and leaving. Just then, the call connected.

"Hello~, who is it? Why are you up so late?"

"It's Dad! Where's Mom?"

"Ah, I don't know which guy she's hooked up with, she hasn't been home for days, what's wrong?"
"Nothing~ nothing."

"Oh, I'll hang up then!"

"No! Something's wrong, I~I~I got bullied at school! Someone beat me up!"

"What? You got into a fight?"

"No, I was the one who got beaten up, I didn't lay a hand on him."

"Oh, oh, that's good. What did I tell you before, don't go to that lousy school? See? You've only been gone a short time and you've already gotten into trouble. None of you listened to me. I told you to find someone to marry, or go out and work, so you could take care of me. Sigh, how did I end up with such a..."

I hung up before he could finish speaking.

That's how it is, those are the parents, that's the family. Was I wrong?

What the hell did I do wrong to be born into this kind of family? Even if my dad was just a farmer like my mom, that would be better.

I was seeking comfort, but instead, my closest and fewest family members poured a bucket of ice water on me, chilling me to the bone. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. I've suffered so much, endured so much pain, and even when I was beaten, I never cried because I had always fantasized that I still had a home and parents. But this time, it truly woke me up. I'm such a fool, such an idiot. How come I only realized now that all this so-called family affection is just idle talk made up by bored people? The more I thought about it, the more upset I became, and the louder I cried. Finally, exhausted from crying, all that was left was soft sobbing.

Of course, the old man in the gatehouse wasn't bothered by my crying. Instead, he touched me harder and harder. Strangely enough, just as I was crying, I felt something like an electric current coming out of my nipples and jumping around on my body. It felt amazing. If it weren't for this situation, I wouldn't mind someone touching my breasts so roughly. Strangely enough, these things happen unexpectedly. The more I thought about them, the stronger the feeling became, until it all converged at my urethra. I suddenly felt like I needed to pee. I had already wet my pants once, and I didn't want my freshly dried boxer shorts to get wet with my urine. I turned to leave.

"Girl, don't go! I'm not done yet!"

"Girl!"

I turned around and kicked, but the old man grabbed my nipple hard. It was that force that sent a sharp pain and a tingling sensation shooting up my spine and into my brain. I couldn't hold it in and peed, but it wasn't what I expected. It felt like a warm stream flowed down my urethra and down my thighs. A foul odor immediately emanated from my crotch, making me blush instantly, even though I had just been crying. I grabbed my pants and ran back to the dormitory.

Luckily, it was late at night, and there were hardly any people around. I stood at the dormitory door, quietly opened it, and saw that Li Jing was already snoring. I felt relieved and quietly picked up the thermos from beside the bed. I took my basin and quietly went to the washroom. I took off my long underwear and opened the thermos to pour the urine into the basin. The smell of urine instantly filled my nostrils.

"Damn it, it must be that bastard Li Jing who peed in my kettle."

"Who the hell is yelling in the washroom in the middle of the night? Don't they want to live?"

The noise startled me, and I quickly shut my mouth. I poured out the water and used the water heater in the water room to thoroughly scrub the thermos inside and out several times. Finally, I washed my underwear. When I was drying myself with a towel, I accidentally touched my labia. I was shocked to find that my labia felt like they were glued together. I had to gently separate them and rinse them thoroughly with hot water. Just as the hot water touched my labia, a warm sensation spread through my genitals. I often wash my genitals, but I've never felt anything like this before. Today was truly strange. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but gently insert my finger into my vagina. As soon as I touched the edge of my labia, I shuddered. The feeling was so stimulating. I wanted to continue this wonderful experience, but I was afraid of being seen.

"I'm going to the toilet anyway,"

I reassured myself softly, and walked to the urinal. Having already peed twice, I had no more to urinate, but I still pretended to squat down and reached for my vagina, starting to explore my labia. Actually, I had wanted to do this before, to masturbate, but firstly, my mother always forbade me from touching my genitals too often, secondly, I rarely had any private space, and thirdly, all sorts of troublesome things kept bothering me. But today, I completely let go of it all, and I stopped thinking about those family issues. I had made up my mind. Determined to cut off all contact with them, this thought brought me an unprecedented peace. If I had to sum it up in two words, it would be liberation—a true liberation. I wanted to be myself; from now on, I would do whatever I wanted. While thinking this, I vigorously rubbed my labia, but something always felt missing. I switched to rubbing my clitoris, and although the sensation was stronger, it didn't give me that warm, comforting feeling. After a while, I got a little bored. Finally, I gently stroked my hymen with my index finger, contemplating breaking it, but ultimately gave up.
The next day, I arrived at the classroom early, partly because I was afraid Li Jing might cause trouble, and partly because I had seen my face with bruises around my eyes when I woke up, and I was afraid too many people would see me like this and think I was ugly and troublesome. I

just stared quietly as my classmates came in one by one. They all lingered on my face for a long time, whispering something. I didn't even need to think to know they were talking about me.

But I don't care about those things right now. I'm more concerned about my deskmate. I spent all last night thinking about the money in his bag. I want to cut off all contact with my family so I can survive, but I'm penniless. Of course, I've thought about working, but all I've done is focus on my studies, at least finishing high school. Although my grades aren't top-notch, I haven't fallen behind in any classes, and I can barely understand what I'm learning now. However, I know that it's very difficult for me to get into university given my circumstances. But if I had money, it would be different. I could go to tutoring classes, buy extra textbooks, and eat better so I could focus on my studies instead of going hungry. Ultimately, I really want money right now, and I'll get it by any means necessary.

"Uh, what happened to you?"

I was deep in thought when a faint voice sounded above me. I haven't talked to many people, but I knew it was Fatty as soon as I heard it. I was just thinking about him when he arrived.

"He...he got beaten up."

"Oh."

That's just how Fatty is. He always speaks coldly and never acts impulsively. To put it bluntly, he's a coward. I hate people like that. And look at his appearance—greasy face, acne all over, yellow teeth, and a mixture of cigarette smoke and bad breath. His clothes are stained all over. I really can't find any redeeming qualities in him. If I had any means to make a living, I wouldn't even bother with him.
"Um...Wang Jun."

"Huh?"

"It's the one you mentioned, the money thing. Tell me more."

I emphasized the word "money." Actually, I could roughly guess what he meant. I thought about it for a long time yesterday. Although I was a hundred times unwilling, it was better than selling myself. After all, he's a high school student; he can't be covered in STDs, can he? Besides, to be honest, with my abilities, the only jobs I can get now are selling myself or serving dishes. With my current rustic appearance, even waiters in big cities wouldn't hire me. Now, the only problem left is money. How much money is what I care about most.

"Ah, you mean that thing, it's just..."

"It's just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that I want you to help me with that?"

Fatty Wang Jun finally blurted it out, and I felt much relieved. That's just that, nothing more than that, it's just that.

"How much?"

"Huh?" "Money."

I saw the teacher standing on the podium seem to glance at me, and I quickly lowered my head, knowing he couldn't hear what I was saying, but I still couldn't help blushing. After all, what I was about to say was no different from becoming a prostitute. I used to often hear girls gossiping about school prostitutes, and now I was really going to become one.

"Um... um..."

"That depends on what you do."

Wang Jun took a long breath before he could finish speaking. Don't let his slurred speech fool you into thinking he's shy. His thieving hand was already on my thigh. Even though I was wearing trousers, I could still feel the heat from his hand. I didn't stop him from groping me. Even though I grew up in the countryside, I understand the principle of "look at the goods before you buy." I simply opened my legs slightly and touched that area, my genitals.

"I'll do it if you pay enough."

After saying that, I bit my lip hard. Wang Jun was obviously a novice. Seeing that I was letting him have his way, he started groping me without any restraint, making me pant heavily. Strangely enough, all the rubbing I did last night couldn't match the excitement of his random groping. It seems that this kind of thing requires a man and woman to work together. The constant stimulation made me subconsciously clamp his hand down. I took the initiative to rub my vulva against the back of his hand through my trousers.
"Okay, wait for me at the school gate after school today."

Wang Jun stared at me with shining eyes. I had never seen him so adoring since the start of the semester. If the classroom wasn't in there, I doubt he would have devoured me right now.

For some reason, after a day of classes, my initial resistance gradually turned into calm, and finally, I started to look forward to it. I rarely left the school grounds this time after school because the school stores were big enough that I could get most of my daily necessities there. Besides, I didn't have any friends, and the thought of wandering around in such a big, unfamiliar city was unthinkable. Of course, the most important thing was that I had no money. Even if I went out, I would just be wandering around aimlessly. It was probably my pride that was holding me back. It was better not to look at things I couldn't have. But today was different. Today I was with Wang Jun, Fatty Wang. Putting everything else aside, at least he would have to provide dinner. Just

thinking about having food, and possibly even going out to eat, gave me a surge of energy. Actually, this situation wasn't so bad for me.

After class, I made a point of going back to my dorm and changing into my cleanest clothes, trying to look as nice as possible. After all, he was paying for it, and even if I felt bad for him, I had to at least make the money worthwhile, right?

"You're here? You scared me! I thought you weren't coming!"

Wang Jun had also taken off his school uniform and changed into casual clothes—brands you see on TV, like Adidas and Nike. Changing his clothes made him much more lively. Before he could even finish speaking, he put his hand on my shoulder.

"Um..."

Before his hand could even warm up, my words startled him, and he withdrew his grip. Of course, he completely misunderstood me. I wanted to suggest we eat first, and then do *that*; I didn't want to come back on an empty stomach. Seeing his timid expression, I suddenly found him kind of cute. For the sake of money and food, I had to take the initiative. As soon as he lowered his hand, I wrapped my entire body around him.

"I haven't eaten yet!"

"Uh, ah, eat, but don't rush. I'll take you somewhere first."

"Hmm, where?"

I started to get a little wary. After all, I wanted to make money, and I didn't want to go into any dangerous places.

"Don't be afraid, you'll see when we get there, baby."

Perhaps influenced by my actions, he became even bolder. He wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me. A strong stench of bad breath instantly filled my mouth. His thick, fleshy tongue rolled around incessantly in my mouth. Because my mouth is small, it was completely stuffed in, and my little tongue was squeezed out of place by his large tongue. Helpless, I had no choice but to put my own tongue into his mouth. I could clearly feel the warmth of his lips, even though they were full of garlic smell. It was so soft. He sucked deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to devour me. A strange feeling surged through me. I think I was bewitched. I leaned my body against him, pressing my large breasts against his stomach. There's something I forgot to mention: this Fatty Wang is over 1.8 meters tall, while I'm only a little over 1.5 meters. In his hands, I felt like a giant doll. Suddenly, I felt something bulge out and hit my lower abdomen. It was hard against my skin. I tried to push it away with my hand, but it only got stronger.
"No, no, baby. Don't."

Wang Jun pushed me away, looked at his bulging lower body, frowned, sighed, and grabbed my hand to flag down a taxi.

Wang Jun in the taxi was also restless, toying with me like a toy, touching my face or rubbing my breasts, making me feel flustered. But when he told me where to get off, I was filled with anticipation: Central Street, the most bustling area of the city, a place I had always dreamed of going. I could feel my heart pounding. After playing with me for a while, Wang Jun probably got a little bored, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself, and offered one to the driver. The driver initially refused, but when he saw the cigarette holder, he grinned and took it. Although I don't smoke, I knew this stuff must be expensive. I decided to go all the way and offered it to him.

"I want one too."

"Uh, I didn't know you liked that."

"Why not?"

"No, it's just that I heard people say women who smoke are especially slutty and cheap."

He said the last thing to me in a low voice. Of course, I'm not sure if that's true, but I'm sure he was teasing me. From the physical teasing earlier to the verbal stimulation now, it's all good for me right now. A product that can attract customers is a good product. I'm not stupid enough to actually talk about love with him. I just want to get anything of value from him, even a cigarette.
"How about I light one for you?"

"Uh, no need."

"Do you know why I brought you here?

" "No.

" "To spend money!"

Hearing those two words, I hadn't felt so happy in all my years. I immediately put the cigarette to my lips. I couldn't describe how excited I was. If he said those two words again, I couldn't even guarantee that I would rape him in the taxi.

"My little darling, you're so good."

He lit the cigarette in my hand, not forcing me to smoke it. All he wanted was the satisfaction of conquering me. As long as he was willing to spend money on me, I would definitely satisfy him to the end.

On this brightly lit street, we went from one brand store to another, buying clothes here and shoes there. Wang Jun especially liked buying me white dresses; he bought four of them. All sorts of miscellaneous things added up to more than three thousand yuan. When those bags of clothes were in my hands, I had never been so happy. In fact, the money he spent on me far exceeded my expectations. I couldn't imagine how someone my age could casually throw out thousands of yuan without even frowning. Of course, I also felt a little guilty. I secretly made up my mind that this time I would let him play with me for free. No, I could let him play with me for free all week, play with me however he wanted. This would be my way of returning the favor.

"There's another one over there, a jeans store."

"No, no more buying! That's enough already, over three thousand yuan!"

"Only three thousand yuan and you're satisfied? You're so cheap."

I didn't know if he meant it or not. Yes, I am cheap. At least I'm selling myself for this price now, and I feel at peace. I'm not stealing or robbing. I was inexplicably angry, lost in thought, and left him alone, wandering aimlessly.

"Don't be angry, baby. How about I buy you a cell phone?"

"Ah, okay."

Hearing the word "cell phone," I instantly lost all resistance, smiling at him like a dog.

"But not now. After you spend the weekend with me, I'll buy it for you."

"Okay."

I immediately threw myself into his arms, speaking in the gentlest voice I could think of.

"Are you hungry?"

"Yes."

"But we can't eat now. I'll take you to get a haircut first, and we'll buy some cosmetics while we're at it."

"Okay."

I had lost all my opinions. Under his intense barrage of money, I had already submitted to him. I thought that no matter how unreasonable his request was, I would gladly agree. I had to make him understand that he made me feel good, and I would make him feel even better.

It was my first time getting a haircut at a beauty salon. It was a large chain store. The hairdresser even had a different name. Everyone else called him "Master," but he called him "Manager." My face, which was originally very insecure, became unrecognizable after his touch-up. With just a few snips of the scissors, some foundation, and some makeup on my injured areas, I transformed into a stunning beauty. I even held my face in front of the mirror for a long time. But the only flaw was my voice. As soon as I opened my mouth, I reverted to my old, rustic self. Just then, I remembered someone, someone who spoke in a very affected, high-pitched voice. I tried to use her insincere tone.

"Baby~, am I pretty~!"

Wang Jun's eyes hadn't left me since I finished my makeup, he looked like he was about to drool. Little did he know that the moment I opened my mouth, his thing would instantly stand up.

"Baby~, tonight, you have to fuck me hard, my little mouth down there is all yours."
This time, I didn't hold back anymore, I deliberately raised my voice. I knew everyone in the beauty salon was watching us, and my words immediately attracted countless envious and contemptuous glances. I knew Wang Jun definitely enjoyed those looks, because he pulled me tightly into his arms.

Wang Jun, in a frenzy, even forgot to take me to eat, and dragged me into the hotel room. He seemed so soft and weak, I didn't know where he got the strength from, he threw me onto the bed.

"Little slut, little baby, I can't take it anymore, let me fuck you hard, you bastard."
"I haven't eaten yet?"

"Later, I'll use this big cock to feed you."

"What 'ba'?" "Big dick!"

"Come on then, I've been waiting for your big dick!"

For a woman, seduction seems to be an innate skill. Just using those usually filthy and vulgar words on herself will elicit a huge reaction. Sure enough, Wang Jun pounced on me. Luckily, it was a soft bed, otherwise I might have been crushed by him. He straddled me and forcefully tore open my dress, which cost over 300 yuan, while constantly touching my breasts.

"Good heavens, you really have a pair of treasures."

"Of course, they grew so big and round just to serve you."

He grabbed my breasts with his big hands, one in each hand, and squeezed them hard, as if he could actually squeeze out milk. I couldn't help but frown. It still hurt, but it was also very comfortable. It was different from the comfort of the old man in the gatehouse touching me. Compared to that old man, Wang Jun obviously had no technique at all. But the so-called one force can overcome ten skills also applies here. At this moment, I think even if there was no money involved, I would not refuse him to continue violating me, because I really felt comfortable. The comfort of a woman, being pressed down hard by a strong man and played with by his body. Any woman would be happy if she put aside the moral level.
"Lick me, baby, lick me now."

"Uh, um, I'll lick you with my slutty little mouth."

"No~ no, say you'll serve me with your mouth."

"Um, I was wrong, it's not mouth, it's mouth."

I said it readily, but I was in a dilemma because Wang Jun hadn't showered at all. He had just finished PE class in the afternoon and played a game of soccer. I saw him sweating profusely, but judging from the expression on his face, I knew he was doing it on purpose. I didn't call him out on it. After all, he had really gone all out. Besides, there was a cell phone to play with. It would be a shame not to try.

"Lie down properly, let me serve you with my mouth, oh no, my oral sex!"

I said, pretending to push him down onto the bed, straddling him. Since we were going to act, I had to go all the way. I took a few deep breaths, first grabbing my greasy hair, which was full of snow-white dandruff. I smelled it, and the greasy, smelly scalp made me sneeze. He, on the other hand, leisurely started playing with my buttocks. He rubbed my buttocks with exaggerated movements. This rubbing was all it took; my heart immediately started itching. My buttocks connect to my vulva in the front and my anus in the back. With his exaggerated rubbing, my two holes opened and closed slightly. This scene must have seemed lewd to anyone. Looking at that messy head of hair, I thought of Zhang Jing's feet. With a determined heart and following my increasingly aroused emotions, I sucked the clump of hair I had rubbed into my mouth, the strange smell filling my nose. The foreign object in my mouth made me almost gag several times. Then it was his cheek. I spread my tongue out and vigorously swept it across his face. My tongue felt his uneven face, especially the big pimple on his left cheek, which I swept into my mouth. What am I? A trash can or a toilet? No, just thinking about these two words made my lower body hot. Before I knew it, my underwear was completely wet. Damn it, how could I be so shameless? I'm still a virgin, and I'm already wet. My past moral education made me feel a little embarrassed at this moment. But as uncomfortable as I was, my mouth didn't stop. I just bit into a big piece of earwax and then a piece of snot. But compared to what was coming next, the previous ones were nothing. His wide-open armpits emitted a strong body odor. I felt dizzy even from this distance, let alone when I got close to him.

"Ugh, it stinks~ it stinks~"

"You little slut, you don't understand, it's called smelling bad but licking good, come on, give me a good lick~ lick~"
"I..."

I wanted to refuse, but the atmosphere I had worked so hard to create would be ruined if I refused. Although I'm not very smart, I'm not stupid either. Although he spent a lot of money on me, not a single penny of the real money saved went into my pocket. I'm not his girlfriend, just a prostitute he paid to hire. I still have some sense of propriety. I thought that if I really got knocked out by the smell, it wouldn't be my fault, so I boldly rushed forward. To be honest, I kept my nose closed the whole time. I frowned, licked it symbolically a couple of times, and then moved down. I kept kissing and licking all the way until I finally got to the main point, that big thing wrapped in his underwear. It was the first time I had seen it so directly. Even through the underwear, its powerful shape was already outlined.

"This cock is huge, so big!"

"Hehe, this is something many women would kill for, and today you get to try it!"
I swallowed hard, my eyes fixed on this enormous thing, and with trembling hands, I carefully pulled down his underwear.

"Smack!"

"Ouch, that hurts!"

This wasn't an act. Just as I was halfway down his underwear, his cock slapped hard across my eye, making me see stars. My eyes were filled with tears as I carefully examined the cock. It was completely different from the one in the textbook. It looked like a baby raising its little fist and waving it around in front of me. Of course, that's an exaggeration, but I estimated it was at least eighteen centimeters long, a whole section longer than my palm. The head, covered by skin, was the size of a small egg, and liquid was constantly oozing from a hole-like opening. In short, I was terrified by it.

"Um... um... I..."

I was momentarily at a loss for words.

"What's wrong? Little baby, are you scared?"

"No, I don't know what to do!"

I'm still a virgin, after all. I can handle licking and kissing, I've done that before, but when it comes to doing it for real, I'm clueless and can only stare blankly.

"Hey, I thought it was something serious, just listen to me."

"Okay."

"First, wet it with your saliva."

"Ptooey!"

I spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"Then stick your tongue in and pull back the foreskin."

I stupidly followed his instructions and stuck my tongue inside his foreskin. As soon as I did, the smell, like sewer, made me vomit instantly. Luckily, I hadn't eaten much today, or I would have been so embarrassed. Seeing the vegetable leaves I ate this morning still stuck on his penis, my face turned bright red.

"What's wrong? You find it disgusting?"

"No, it's not like that."

Wang Jun, who had been calm all along, frowned at this moment.

"Then hurry up."

"Okay, I know!"

I was still the same person who obeyed orders at the slightest threat. Looking at the small sewer combined with my vomit, it was a disaster scene. This wasn't the time for internal struggle. From the fact that the guest room kept slipping cards under the door since we came in, it was clear that I had no shortage of competitors. Just three thousand yuan would make those little red girls and little girls lick his dick like crazy. I couldn't back down like this. Although I felt that I was using my courage in the wrong place, I still stuck my tongue down and, in a flattering manner, took his hand and placed it on my breast. Little by little, with the help of getting used to it and the saliva neutralizing the taste, I actually managed to pull back his foreskin.
"Ah~"

I breathed a sigh of relief.

But when I saw the real deal, I realized that my sigh of relief was premature. Hidden inside that disgusting foreskin was something even more disgusting, covered in white stuff, and the opening that had been leaking fluid had become a small hole. I looked up at him.

Wang Jun had a "you see what's going on" expression on his face, letting me know my current predicament.

I took a few deep breaths, and finally leaned in, using my tongue as a rag to wipe his penis head. Then, I used my teeth to nibble away the white grime bit by bit, finally sucking it into my mouth. This stuff wasn't solid; it dissolved in my mouth, and I swallowed a lot of it with my saliva. I thought that should be the end of it, and I was about to continue when Wang Jun suddenly grabbed my hair.

"You really are a virgin. You can't even give a blowjob, yet you dare call yourself a 'mouth hole.' Let grandpa teach you."

"Huh?"

Wang Jun's face revealed an unprecedentedly lewd smile. He forcefully pressed my head down onto the bed with one hand, forcing his penis into my mouth, little by little. I was startled. How could I, so small, possibly fight against his enormous size? My nose was completely blocked by his thick belly. I could only keep opening my mouth to try and breathe, but every time I opened it a little, it was blocked by that huge penis head. I could clearly feel the corners of my mouth were about to split open with pain. No, it would split open, no! Because of the lack of oxygen, my thoughts began to go into a chaotic state. Many sensations became very subtle. My whole body was convulsing, and my mouth felt like it was constantly swallowing and spitting out a lit popsicle. At the same time, his hand was forcefully pulling my head. My scalp ached from his pulling, and at the same time, a strong urge to vomit surged through my throat. Each time I tried to vomit, his enormous penis head pushed it back down. I gradually drifted into a semi-conscious state. I can't remember how long he did this to me; I only know that I urinated twice. Finally, as he slowly pulled his huge penis out of my mouth, I felt a pang of reluctance. I swallowed the massive head back down with each sliver he pulled out. Just as I was about to succeed, my tongue accidentally pressed against the opening of his penis head, and instantly, a gush of scalding hot semen erupted from it. The heat was comparable to eating hot pot, flowing down my throat and into my esophagus.

"Ah! Ah! That's fucking amazing!"

"Ah!"

"Awooo!" "

That's fucking amazing!"

Wang Jun roared hysterically.

But I wasn't feeling so good. All the pent-up physical reactions came rushing out at once. With barely any strength, I crawled into the bathroom, clutching the foot of the bed. Instantly, I collapsed, vomiting, urinating, and defecating all over the place, turning the bathroom into a living hell. I turned my head to look at Wang Jun sitting on the bed. He was leisurely smoking and playing on his phone. I met his eyes and frowned. Only then did he rush to the bathroom, but instead of helping me clean up, he plopped down on my head.

"There's still some semen left in my cock that you haven't sucked out yet?"

"Uh, I~"

His actions just now startled me. I thought he was really going to sit on my head. Fortunately, he was just bluffing. He just squatted on my head, and his big cock was dangling right next to my mouth. I shook my head and used my mouth, which he had opened with his cock, to take his cock in and suck out the residue little by little. Finally, I even stuck out my tongue for him to check. I was starting to get a little scared of him. Moreover, the filth on my body dried quickly. At this moment, I felt like I was bound by brown paper.
"Hurry up and help me wash up, you've made me unable to move."

"Okay, my little darling."

Wang Jun replied while using the towel and shower gel provided by the hotel to clean my body. At this moment, I was still wearing my underwear, but it was filthy. I didn't expect things to turn out like this. If I had known, I probably wouldn't have worn underwear at all. My perfectly good underwear was ruined, which made me very upset. While I was still feeling sorry for my underwear, Wang Jun had already pulled it off, and my vagina was completely exposed to the air and to his view.

"You should wash up properly, and I'll do whatever you want when we get back to bed, okay?"

"Uh, little darling, if you call me 'Master,' I won't do it here."
"Ah!"

"Then I won't be polite."

"Master, let's go back to bed and do it properly, okay?"

"You've already called me Master, can't you call me 'me'?" "Then, what should I call you?"
"How about this, I'll give you a name, 'Toilet'!"

"Toilet? Who wants that name!"

"Then...I...I..."

Wang Jun's lips curled into a wicked smile as he gripped his still-soft penis and began rubbing it against my vulva. Even if I agreed to let him fuck me, I didn't want my first time to happen in this disgusting toilet. But considering his physique, I was no match for him if I forced myself on him.

"Master, please agree to be a toilet, okay?"

I said, blushing. What toilet? It's so embarrassing! But thinking about my actions just now, I really do resemble a toilet! Deep down, I agree with the name, but as a basic human instinct, I still find it incredibly shameful to call myself that.

"Okay! Okay!"

Wang Jun is such a child; despite his enormous size, he's completely obedient if you just coax him a little. But the more I think about him, the more he resembles me.

Having just endured those three painful sprays, my body feels unusually light. Wang Jun easily picked me up and tossed me back onto the bed, while he quickly washed himself and leisurely climbed out the window.

"Pee pot, hurry up, turn your pussy around!"

"Uh, what's a pussy?"

"It's your cunt!" " Then

let's just call it cunt!"

Despite my strong protests, I retained the right to have my vagina called "cunt," and I complied with his wishes, exposing my genitals to him. Because he was slightly nearsighted, I had to arch my body and place it on his thighs, bringing my vulva as close to his nose as possible. He wasn't as rough as before, but gently parted my labia. My vulva reacted under his careful caress, especially my clitoris. I could clearly feel its swelling, and I longed for something to be forcefully inserted into my vagina. That feeling grew stronger over time. I was curious about what he was waiting for.

"My pussy is so itchy, I want to be fucked, I want to be fucked hard by that big cock."

"Don't worry, I'll make you fly soon."

I used lewd words to stimulate his nerves, but he wasn't buying it. I sighed and fiddled with my new toy, his big cock. Because it had been cleaned, that ugly cock looked handsome now, white and tender. I unconsciously swallowed my saliva, as if I wanted to swallow it whole.
"Click."

"What are you doing!"

"Taking a picture!"

"Who told you to take a picture?"

Although we had such intimate physical contact, I wasn't anyone to him. This kind of thing should at least be done with my consent.

"Why are you so nervous? I'm just patting your hymen, I'm not going to pat your face. You're afraid of being threatened, but I'm afraid of being threatened too!"

"You~!"

"I heard the new iPad is pretty good? You know?"

A tablet computer? I had heard of it before, and I had seen a few classmates show it off. At that time, I secretly vowed that I would get one in the future. But after hearing him say this, my heart immediately softened.

"Master, the toilet said that if you're going to take a picture, you should take a picture of the face! Quick, Master, take a picture of the toilet."
I stretched my tongue out as far as it could, using the tip to tease his glans, and made a double-handed expression with my hands. Wang Jun grinned as he took pictures of me. Sometimes I held his glans in my mouth, sometimes I pressed my face against his glans. My mind was filled with the sound of the tablet, and all

I could hear was the "click, click, click" of the camera. "Little slut, here, this is for you. When I fuck you later, you press this button, understand?" "
Toilet, understand!"

Wang Jun did a warm-up exercise first, then spread my thighs apart, pressing them into an M shape. I could even feel the heat from the light on my vulva. The intense exposure made my vulva wet. Wang Jun grabbed his big cock and started rubbing it against the base of my thighs, gradually moving it to my vulva. I arched my back, found the right shooting angle, and watched his cock and my vulva getting closer and closer in the lens. I wished he would immediately insert it.

"Little slut, I'm in!"

"Master~ come~ ah!~ ah!~ ah!"

While I was still moaning, a tearing pain shot through my genitals.

"Damn, it hurts so much!"

Wang Jun frowned and moved his penis from my frowning face to my genitals. I saw a little blood on my labia and the sheets. A sense of desolation rose in my heart. How did I get to this point? I no longer knew the root cause. It was as if a hole had been torn in my heart. I suddenly wanted to cry. I kept telling myself not to cry. Then I went through my clothes, phone, tablet, and money in my mind, over and over again. I gradually calmed down. It was at this moment that Wang Jun prepared to launch the second wave of attack.

"Damn, I don't believe I can't handle you, damn it!"

Wang Jun forcefully pushed his penis into my vagina, and when it touched the vaginal opening, I couldn't help but frown. However, this was replaced by a hard, satisfying feeling and a tingling sensation throughout my body. At first, I could still hold my phone and barely manage to film it, but later, I collapsed onto the bed. Every gentle thrust of his brought me immense pleasure. That soft, tingling feeling kept hitting the back of my head, as if he was fucking my brain instead of my vagina. There was also that burning sensation. I didn't know if I was going crazy or flying away. I didn't know how many women had truly experienced this feeling. His height of over 1.8 meters and weight of over 200 pounds constantly put a heavy burden on me, who was only 1.5 meters tall and weighed over 80 pounds. I was in danger of being crushed at any moment. In addition, his two huge hands grabbed my breasts and pulled them wildly. I felt like I wasn't a human being, but more like an object for his amusement.

"Master~ No~ No~ How can you be so forceful? You'll break the toilet!"
"Master~ Harder~ Fuck me to pieces, fuck me to death!"

"No~"

"Harder~"

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