A female bank employee was repeatedly raped; I lost my virginity in front of my boyfriend.

I'm a 24-year-old bank employee with a very good boyfriend, and we're planning to get engaged.

However, because I come from a conservative family, our relationship has only progressed to kissing.

One day, my boyfriend said my birthday was coming up and he wanted to give me a birthday present, but he didn't know what to get me.
I thought about it and realized I have a good figure and pretty features, but I've never documented them. I figure they might change after I get married and have children, so I wanted to preserve those beautiful memories.

So I told my boyfriend I wanted to have a professional photoshoot, and he thought it was a good idea, so we went to a studio specializing in professional photography.

When we arrived, a professional photographer was available and could take my picture, so we hired him.

The photographer was in his thirties, had long hair, and looked quite professional. The three of us went to the basement, and the photoshoot began.

It was just my boyfriend, the photographer, and me on set, so the shoot was incredibly relaxed. After a while, the photographer said I looked good and suggested we take some more revealing shots to truly capture my perfect figure. I discussed it with my boyfriend, and he agreed, saying it was fine since he was there. So I took off my top, leaving only my underwear. It was my first time undressing in front of strangers, and I felt a tingling sensation all over my body.

After a while, the photographer gestured for me to take off my skirt. I glanced at my boyfriend, and he nodded, so I took off my skirt too, leaving only my underwear. It

was the first time I'd ever been so scantily clad and exposed between two men, and I felt a little embarrassed, but also a thrilling and tingling sensation inside – a feeling I'd never experienced before.

The flash went off a few times, and the photographer said that beautiful women should showcase their figures perfectly, so he told me to take off my underwear.

I asked my boyfriend, and he said that since it was a birthday present, it was up to me to decide.

I think he was eager to see it himself, since he'd never seen it before. And since I wanted to capture the perfect moment, why not go all the way? There might not be another chance. Besides, there weren't any extra people around. So I slowly took off my bra, revealing my 34C breasts.

The photographer froze for a moment, then kept snapping photos. My boyfriend looked quite surprised.
At that moment, a huge change was happening inside me. Waves of tingling sensations washed over me, my heart raced, and my whole body heated up, giving me an unprecedented pleasure. Perhaps this was my true nature.
The photographer, impressed, gestured for me to take off my last piece of clothing, my underwear.

Oh my god! Was I completely naked?

Being naked in front of two men was something I'd never done before. I guess I was already a little excited, and there was a desire to be seen by men, so I took off my underwear, my whole body exposed to my boyfriend.
The thick pubic hair made his expression even more surprised, but the more surprised he was, the more excited I became. This was the real me.

At this moment, I could feel my vagina getting wet. My brain was so stimulated that I was losing my senses. Desire made me bolder, and my behavior was becoming somewhat out of control.

After posing in many positions, the photographer asked if I was a virgin. I nodded, and he said that my vulva would become darker and larger after I had sex, which was quite frightening. Therefore, he wanted to leave a perfect record of my vulva!

While praising him, the photographer asked if I wanted even bolder, more stunning shots. I took off my last piece of clothing, my underwear!

I felt my vagina was even wetter than before, my whole body was burning, and the pleasure and stimulation continued to overwhelm me. My inner desire made it impossible for me to refuse, because I didn't want this unprecedented pleasure to end so quickly. Lust was gradually overwhelming my reason.

I nodded, and the photographer brought out a spring mattress from the basement storage room. My boyfriend asked, "Is it okay now?" I said, "Just one more shot, then we can finish. Please wait a little longer."

His eyes were fixed on my naked body, praising my figure and saying he wanted to marry me as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, even my naive and shy boyfriend couldn't resist. I said, "You'll see something even better in a bit." The trampoline was already in place. I told my boyfriend to step back a little so he wouldn't block the photographer's view, and he did.

The photographer told me to lie on the bed and spread my legs. I slowly complied. I never imagined I'd do something so daring; I realized how wanton I was.

I closed my eyes, spread my legs, and touched my labia. I was a creature in heat; lust and carnal desire made it impossible for me to control myself. I stopped looking at my boyfriend's expression and ignored his feelings. I wanted to enjoy the tingling pleasure. I automatically parted my labia majora so the photographer could clearly capture my private parts.

After a while, I parted my labia minora and raised my legs high. It was a very shameful pose, but I couldn't control myself.

At that moment, I only wanted to capture my true self, so I asked the photographer to provide various extremely sexy and provocative lingerie. I put them on one by one, and under the camera, I posed even more boldly, striking various seductive poses, just to leave behind my most sensual image.

I caressed my breasts, my vulva wide open for the photographers to take pictures. My expression must have been incredibly lewd. My vagina was soaking wet, and it felt extremely itchy inside. My labia majora and minora were swollen and engorged with blood from excitement. I really wanted something to fill my vagina.

The photographer could tell I was overly excited and probably wanted it, so he asked if I wanted to find another man to "assist in the shoot."

I nodded with my eyes closed, and he pressed the walkie-talkie to call someone down. He told my boyfriend that from now on, I belonged only to him, and I might never be able to be intimate with another man again in my life. So, I wanted to take this opportunity to caress and record this with another man today, so I wouldn't have any regrets later.

The photographer assured my boyfriend that it was just posing and there would be no inappropriate behavior.

My boyfriend wanted him to be there, and he wanted to make sure I was satisfied with my birthday present, so he reluctantly agreed to the photographer's suggestion, despite his displeasure.

My boyfriend is too naive and honest. I was extremely aroused and in a very dangerous situation; I was sure I would be raped. But he only thought that I used to be reserved and would have some restraint. He was wrong. I had completely lost control and was at their mercy.

Two men, around 40 years old, appeared.

They walked to the edge of the bed and took off their clothes. Their penises were very long, with prominent glans. They told me to suck their penises one by one, but I was too scared. So they grabbed my head and forced their penises into my mouth. The feeling was amazing!

They told me to move my mouth, and I could only do as they said, unable to resist. I silently moved my mouth to suck their penises.

At this point, my boyfriend couldn't bear it any longer and went to sit down in the chair behind me. He couldn't stand it anymore. I gradually got used to the action of oral sex. They told me to lick their glans. The photographer captured this scene, constantly pressing the shutter.
After a few minutes, their penises were hard, and they pulled them out and began to attack me.

They kissed my lips gently and slipped their tongues into my mouth. My tongue involuntarily intertwined with theirs, and the photographer continued to take pictures.

A moment later, they rubbed my breasts with their hands. It felt like the cells in my body were exploding; my body was completely melting. They began to suckle my breasts. The intense sensations rushed to my mind. When they gently bit my nipples, I completely surrendered. Except for my boyfriend's attempts to stop me, I couldn't stop anything.

My vagina was itchy, and I wanted it more and more.

The male actors finally reached my labia, licking them and my erect breasts. My pink nipples were hard, and my vagina was overflowing with fluid, soaking wet.

The photographer kept snapping pictures; I knew what was going to happen next, but I was powerless to stop it.

I waited for my boyfriend to stop them, but he was sitting at the back of the basement, his view blocked by the photographer and the male actors, so he had no idea what was happening. He was probably just waiting for the shoot to end.

Next, the male actors spread my legs, caressing my labia and inserting their fingers into my vagina, pumping them in and out. Once they were sure I was wet, they were going to have sex with me.

They praised the shape and color of my vulva, one of them rubbing his glans against my labia.

The photographer told the male actors, "This woman is still a virgin, don't go in, just make movements outside the opening for me to photograph." The male actors were well-behaved at first, but soon they pushed their glans into my vagina, but their penises remained outside.

I felt a tearing sensation in my vagina, yet it excited me immensely. I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure of my vagina being expanded by a hard object, but I was secretly waiting for my boyfriend to stop.

The photographer said, "Okay, that's enough." But the male lead didn't want to stop and continued thrusting.
My vagina was being expanded by one of the male leads' penises. I felt a little pain, but also a little pleasure. My hymen was about to be broken, and I was about to lose my virginity under these circumstances, but my boyfriend still hadn't appeared. I couldn't help but let out some sounds; I couldn't distinguish between pain and pleasure anymore.
Because my vagina was already very wet, the male lead's penis slid into my vagina smoothly. My vagina was filled with his penis, and this extremely intense pleasure was something I had been looking forward to for a long time. I was truly a lustful woman.
His thrusting technique was excellent, as if he had been trained.

At first, he would pull out an inch or two before inserting it again, then gradually pull it out further, until finally, with each pull out, his penis would be drawn all the way to the entrance of my vagina, before he would plunge it in again, slamming it deep inside.

I kept moaning, "Oh! Oh!" My vaginal fluids gushed out like a hot spring from an unseen source, soaking both of our genitals and the carpet beneath her buttocks.

The male protagonist thrust even harder, increasing the speed of his thrusts, his thick penis moving rapidly in and out of my vagina, churning the vaginal fluids with "splashing" sounds.

At this point, the male protagonist had reached his final sprint. After a violent spasm, he held my delicate body tightly and moaned, then his head drooped limply, pressing against my face. His

buttocks trembled and twitched, pouring copious amounts of semen into my vagina.

The muscular man's penis gradually softened and finally withdrew from my vagina.

The photographer didn't miss a single shot. I remained lying on my back, a happy and satisfied smile on my beautiful face.

A small waterfall of semen overflowed from my vagina, flowing down my anus and onto the carpet.
This blatant scene made the photographer's blood boil.

Another male protagonist had already taken over, inserting his thick, hard penis and continuing to thrust.
By this time, both my vaginas were very wet from the lubrication of the previous male protagonist's semen, and the other male protagonist thrust in and out of my body without any difficulty.

This made me feel both incredibly full and incredibly empty at times, a unique sensation.

Not long after, the other male protagonist also ejaculated inside my vagina.

I covered my vulva, letting the semen that filled my vagina overflow and flow down my thighs to the ground.

My boyfriend heard my cries and saw the male protagonist's buttocks twisting in the distance. Only then did he realize something was wrong and rushed over.

But it was all too late. My boyfriend watched helplessly as I was raped by a short, fat man in his forties until my vagina was overflowing with semen.

He screamed.

The photographer apologized to my boyfriend and quickly took the male protagonist away.

Now, only my furious boyfriend and I were left in the basement. He kept shaking me, and his actions gradually brought me back to my senses. I finally regained my senses, but the situation was already dire.

My boyfriend told me to get dressed and took me away. We met the photographer on the first floor. My boyfriend told him to call him when the film was developed and not to handle it through anyone else.

Later, we got into the car. He didn't say a word and drove me home very quickly. After I got out of the car, he drove off without a sound.

Back home, I cried. Why did my birthday present turn out like this?

I was filled with regret. I kept calling my boyfriend, hoping he would forgive me, but he didn't answer.

It's over, my boyfriend is really angry. Will I lose him because of this? I kept asking myself this question.

Later, a series of unexpected events occurred, completely destroying my happy life and sealing my tragic fate.

Since what happened at the photo studio, my boyfriend had ignored me. I called him, but he wouldn't answer. I was heartbroken and afraid of losing him.

Three days later, he finally contacted me and asked to meet. I quickly agreed; he was finally talking to me again.
The next day, we met, but his expression was still somber. Clearly, he wasn't willing to forgive me. He showed me all the photos, saying the photographer had sincerely apologized and signed a guarantee that the photos would never be leaked, and that he would take legal responsibility if they were. He told me not to worry.

I asked him, "Can we get back together?" He didn't answer, only saying not to contact me for now, and that he would come back to me when he forgot.

As he left, I hugged him and tried to kiss him to prove I still loved him deeply, but he turned away and left.

I was a little disappointed, but not hopeless, believing he would forgive me someday.

I burned the photos and negatives as soon as I got home, and then all I could do was wait for my boyfriend to come back.

Two weeks later, while I was working at the bank, I suddenly received a call from him. I was overjoyed; we could finally be together again.

But his tone was hurried, and I sensed something was wrong.

He said he had been kidnapped. After pressing him for details, I learned that the incident happened the day he gave me the photos.
He was still very agitated on his way home, driving faster and faster, and accidentally hit a mother and child on a motorcycle. They both had fractures and seemed seriously injured. The police said that if they settled privately, they wouldn't have to go to court, but the family was demanding 2 million yuan in compensation, otherwise they would go to court.

My boyfriend thought going to court was too troublesome, and the judge might even rule against him, so he agreed to pay 2 million yuan.
Their family gave him two days to produce the money, or they would take him to court. My boyfriend didn't have that much money right away, so he turned to underground money lenders for help, and then borrowed from friends and relatives to pay it back. Unexpectedly, raising the money wasn't smooth; after more than ten days, he had repaid 3 million yuan in installments. But the underground money lenders said he still owed 600,000 yuan. My boyfriend had already borrowed from everyone he could and couldn't repay anymore, so he was kidnapped. He only contacted me under duress.

I never imagined my boyfriend would end up like this because of me; I should take responsibility.

At that moment, an unfamiliar voice on the phone told me to gather 600,000 yuan that day and wait for further notice. They said they would release my boyfriend once the money was received and wouldn't cause us any trouble. Then the call ended.

I urgently borrowed money from colleagues and friends, finally managing to gather the 600,000 yuan before 3:30 PM. Then I just waited for a call.

I waited until after 11 PM when the phone rang. They instructed me to wait at a pawnshop, only one person could come, and they would release my boyfriend as soon as the money was given, not wanting any complications. I thought they were being straightforward, so I went to the pawnshop as instructed.

I rang the doorbell, they opened the door, and told me to come upstairs. Upstairs, I saw several men and my boyfriend, who was bound hand and foot.

I couldn't bear to see my boyfriend so badly injured. I gave them the money and prepared to take my boyfriend away, but one of the men stopped me, saying he was still short 100,000 yuan.

"How could that be? It's clearly 600,000 yuan, it shouldn't be less," I said.

He pointed to the clock and said, "It's past midnight now, another day has passed, and the interest for this day is 100,000." I said, "Okay, let us go first, and I'll give you the 100,000 at nine in the morning." They laughed and said, "We finally managed to catch you, and you want to leave before paying back the money? We might have to catch you again another day, too much trouble. Let's settle this now, or you're not leaving!" Oh no! I had no money left on me, and my account was empty. I couldn't pay back now. I said, "It's only 100,000, I'll definitely pay it back at nine, I won't renege." They said, "We've heard that too many times! Everyone says that." I said, "What else do you want?" They said, "It's simple, give me 100,000 in cash, or leave your boyfriend's hand, or..." They looked me up and down and gave me an evil smile, saying, "We'll use you to pay off the 100,000." I'm doomed, what should I do?

My boyfriend told me to leave quickly and not to worry about him. But I've ruined my boyfriend like this, how can I bear to leave him?
While I was still hesitating, one of them had already taken a samurai sword and was about to attack my boyfriend.

I yelled, "Wait!" Then, with a sigh, I said, "Fine! I'll pay for the 100,000 with myself!" I felt a pang of regret after saying it, but the one who tied the knot must untie it. The trouble started because of me, and I had to be strong and resolve it.
The four men directed me to the bed. I told my boyfriend I loved him, and then, head bowed, I went over to them.

My boyfriend looked incredibly distressed; his body went limp.

I angrily accused these thugs of breaking their promise. The leader of the thugs said they hadn't intended to make things difficult for us, but seeing me changed their minds. They blamed me for being too beautiful.

Tears streamed down my face. Fate was truly cruel; I was about to be gang-raped again in front of my boyfriend.

They wanted me to wear provocative clothing to a hotel that night, and only after satisfying them would they release my boyfriend. I had no choice! My

boyfriend was in this mess because of me, and I could only do my best to save him.

I was wearing a black, tight-fitting mini-dress I'd never worn before, a black open-front bra, a black suspender top, black sheer stockings, and black lace-up high heels.

The outfit was so sexy I could hardly believe my eyes, but I knew very well that without satisfying them, I couldn't save my boyfriend.

Walking down the street, even passersby stared at me lustfully, some even whistling. I felt a mix of pride and a pang of pain, and quickened my pace.

Arriving at the designated hotel, I found a group of eager men and a thug leader.

On a large bed, I first removed the black, tight-fitting mini-dress and black open-front bra, leaving me only in black lace garter belts and black sheer stockings, my upper body bare, and my black lace-up high heels still on.
Two men knelt beside me, each sharing one of my proud, full breasts. Their thick tongues teased my pink nipples, while their hands caressed my abdomen and cleavage. The contrast between my fair skin and their dark, rough hands was striking. The gang

leader knelt between my legs, hoisting them onto his shoulders, rubbing his face against my vulva. My vulva was bright red, with white, lustful fluid constantly flowing out, dripping onto the gang leader's nose, lips, and forehead. His hands slowly caressed my legs, clad in black sheer stockings, feeling their smoothness and the fleshy texture of my legs.

My lower body involuntarily twisted in response to the gang leader, emitting seductive moans.

"Mmm…" My mouth was tightly sealed by the man, leaving only muffled sounds.

One of the thugs patted the leader on the back and said, "Boss, it's our turn to have a couple of drinks." The other man said nothing, but grabbed one of my legs from the leader's shoulder and began licking it. Seeing that his companion was already on top and the leader was busy sucking my labia and didn't have time to answer, the man who had spoken grabbed my other leg and started licking it too. The two of them started licking from the lace trim of my stockings, which barely reached my thighs, all the way down to my ankles. Then, without warning, they both pulled off my black high heels, their tongues kissing the soles of my feet, their saliva glistening on the stockings.

After the two men spread my legs, the leader, now free, slowly inserted his right index finger into my already soaking wet vagina, moving it in and out. His left middle finger traced down to my anus, while his lips tightly held my erect clitoris, circling the tip with his tongue.
This way, all my erogenous zones were simultaneously occupied, and six strong men surrounded me, making it feel very crowded.

I was almost driven mad by the stimulation, shaking my head violently, my mouth breaking free from the men, gasping for breath, men's saliva dripping from my red lips, emitting moans that were almost screams, "Ah, no, you...stop...it's so itchy, I'm going to die, hurry...ah..." My whole body writhed uncontrollably, as if trying to escape these beasts.

But the more I moved, the more intense the men's tongues, teeth, lips, and fingers became. Under this unprecedentedly intense stimulation, I quickly reached orgasm.

I screamed, my beautiful legs clamping together repeatedly, wave after wave of lustful fluid gushing from my secret place. The gang leader opened his mouth wide and drank it all in like yogurt, making gurgling sounds. The others were probably a little tired, and they all stopped their work, laying me flat on the bed. My chest heaved violently, my limbs spread wide in the center of the bed, my eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure of orgasm.

Perhaps my vaginal fluid was a bit viscous, because the gang leader got out of bed and drank some water. I saw his face was wet, and his large, erect penis was bulging through his underwear.

For some reason, I felt a sudden urge to be gang-raped by these men, and questions like why the gang leader always liked to give me oral sex popped into my head.

Then, the scene inside changed completely. All the men were wearing only their underwear. One man was leaning against the headboard, and I was kneeling under his abdomen, my garter belt pulled off and thrown on the floor. I was wearing only stockings and gently licking the bulge in his underwear with my small, red tongue. It was already noticeably wet. My hands involuntarily pulled the man's underwear down.

Another man was lying beneath me, tilting his head back and savoring my plump vulva, his hands kneading my shapely buttocks. The other four men stood by, watching and praising my nimble tongue, emitting lewd laughter.

"Oh...oh..." The man sitting on the edge of the bed groaned. I took his glans into my mouth and skillfully licked his engorged penis up and down with my tongue. The penis was a full 18 centimeters long. My cheeks bulged as I tried to swallow it all. My tongue tip scraped the coronal sulcus from time to time. Saliva mixed with the clear liquid seeping from the glans and emitted a lewd glow.

I gripped the base of his penis with one hand, and gently rubbed his scrotum and testicles with the other.

The man beneath me pressed my genitals tightly against his mouth, his tongue frantically thrusting in and out of my vagina. My buttocks writhed, my legs clamping around his head, my vagina began to leak fluid again, and my mouth occasionally released his penis, emitting moans of "Oh...oh..."

The men watching were clearly getting impatient, rubbing their hands together and moving closer. One of the burly men rushed forward, lifted me up by the waist, and laid me flat on the edge of the bed, my head hanging off the edge. He then pulled down his underwear, forced his thick, long, shiny black penis through my red lips and teeth, and began to thrust wildly.
Perhaps he was going in too deep, because my legs were raised high and thrashing about, and my hands were pushing against the burly man. He then adjusted the depth, and I calmed down, my red lips swallowing and releasing his dark penis.

Two men grabbed my legs and started licking them through my stockings. Two other men took my hands and made me hold their penises. I obediently used my small hands to stroke those two large penises. Finally, the gang leader pounced on me, vigorously kneading my alabaster breasts.

My desire was aroused; fine sweat beaded on my forehead, breasts, and lower abdomen. I stretched my long, beautiful legs out forcefully. I felt that one penis in my mouth wasn't enough, so I pulled the two penises in my hands towards my mouth.

The owners of those two penises seemed unwilling to share my mouth with three large cocks, so they removed my hands, holding their own penises, circling the glans against my ears, nostrils, and cheeks, smearing the secretions on my face.

The burly man who was ravaging my mouth was clearly unable to withstand my nimble tongue. After thrusting violently for a while, he tightly held my head, rolled his eyes, and ejaculated all his semen into my mouth. Perhaps it was too much, because I pushed him away, raised myself up, and coughed, a smear of pale yellow semen on my lips.

After my coughing stopped, the two men licking my legs took off my stockings, lifted my legs, and turned me upside down on the bed. My mouth was now just big enough to take one of their large penises into my mouth. Of course, she wouldn't let it go either; before the semen on her lips had even been wiped away, she took another bite.

The men on top spread my legs apart, one licking my labia, and the other licking my anus.
After licking me for a few minutes, my vulva started secreting copious amounts of vaginal fluid, and my anus was completely wet. I spat out the penis from my mouth and moaned, "Hurry...fuck me...stop licking...come on...oh...I can't take it anymore...I want a stick...a big stick..." The men obediently put me down. The gang leader crawled under me, shoving his already throbbing penis into my vagina and thrusting it all the way in. I screamed and lifted my upper body. Before the scream had even stopped, another man aimed at my untouched anus from behind and thrust in all the way in as well. This time, my scream seemed to reach 100 decibels.

Another man, seemingly not wanting my screams to be heard by everyone in the building, grabbed my head and stuffed his penis into my mouth.

The three men showed no mercy; instead, they seemed to be competing to see who could thrust the hardest. It was the first time I had been raped by three men simultaneously. My hands gripped the sheets tightly, and I made "mmm" sounds through my nose.

The remaining two men, seeing my breasts swaying in the air with the rhythm of the thrusting, were itching to get their hands on them and each grabbed one, kneading them. The burly man who had ejaculated in my mouth earlier laughed heartily beside them.
The three men's coordination grew increasingly seamless, their strength and frequency perfectly synchronized, even their cries were identical: "Wow...so good...this cunt...it's fucking tight...oh...I'll fuck you to death, you little slut..." I slowly moved from the abyss of pain into the paradise of bliss, seemingly getting used to all my holes being penetrated simultaneously, my face filled with an expression of ecstasy. Only when my breasts were rubbed too hard would I slightly furrow my brow.
As the penises in my three holes continued to thrust in and out, vaginal fluid and saliva flowed out, my breasts were rubbed until they were red, and my whole body was drenched in sweat. After being fucked like this for more than ten minutes, the first to ejaculate was the man who had penetrated my anus. He groaned deeply, his penis throbbing inside my anus. Next came the man who had been fucking my mouth. He, too, closed his eyes and groaned as he ejaculated his thick semen into my throat.

After the two men withdrew their limp penises from my body, the two men who had been playing with my breasts filled their positions with their own erections.

Not long after, the gang leader, with the intense contractions of my vagina, also ejaculated his hot semen into my vagina. The burly man who had been resting earlier stepped forward, pushed the gang leader aside, and thrust his enormous penis hard into my vagina.

Because the semen from the gang leader and the other two men had thoroughly lubricated my orifices, the three men who had taken over easily performed piston-like movements. My vagina and anus simultaneously accommodated two penises that made me feel ashamed. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was covered in sweat. She wanted to groan loudly, but her mouth was filled with a dark penis.
All I could do was secrete all the saliva, vaginal fluid, and vaginal fluid from my body, and contract all the occupied orifices, tightly gripping the glans of these men.

But after they forcefully ejaculated deep into my body, the next wave of men's frenzied thrusting awaited her.

Under the relentless rape of these six strong men, I was no longer able to experience any pleasure. I could only half-open my dazed eyes, letting their penises repeatedly thrust in and out of my mouth, vagina, and anus like a revolving lantern, leaving behind thick or thin semen.

At this moment, I was simply a female beast with only sex in my eyes, constantly reaching orgasm after orgasm.
Finally, after the last man ejaculated the last bit of semen into my uterus, I collapsed limply onto the messy bed. My mouth was numb, my vagina was swollen and painful, the muscles in my anus felt like they had been torn apart, and white semen flowed from the three holes in my body. I lay on the bed as if in a coma.

After a while, the thug leader carried me, limp as a lamb, into the bathroom. After I showered, he helped me get dressed and led me out of the room.

The thug leader then pointed at my boyfriend, saying that since he hadn't participated, it was a breach of hospitality. Therefore, he demanded that his back serve as a bed, and that I, wearing extremely sexy lingerie and stockings, lie naked on his back while he thrust his penis into me again.

My boyfriend and I, under their tyranny, had no choice but to comply. My boyfriend lay on the floor, hands supporting him, with me on his back. I was being violated on his back—how humiliating!

But what was even more humiliating was that my own fluids had soaked the clothes on my boyfriend's back. Being so close to him while someone else's penis was inside me.

This humiliation only excited me more; my lust was running wild and difficult to calm.
Soon, I reached another climax, and the thug leader ejaculated. It was all over. All I could see were my garter belt and black stockings hanging from my lower body, and a white, sticky discharge running down my mons pubis...
The moment I stepped onto the ground, the semen that had accumulated in my vagina liquefied into a thin, pale, rice-water-like liquid, trickling down my thighs. I quickly grabbed two tissues from the dressing table and dabbed them at my opening, instantly soaking it!

After satisfying their lust, they released my boyfriend and me. My boyfriend reluctantly carried me away.

I clung to him tightly, still lost in the intense pleasure of the moment. After walking for a while, I seemed to regain my senses. At that moment, my boyfriend finally spoke, saying, "Thank you for your hard work." I was speechless.
My boyfriend said again, "Maybe we're not meant to be." I thought to myself, he's right. I've been raped by many men, but my boyfriend could only watch from the sidelines. Our fate is truly over; getting back together is impossible.
After he took me home, he told me he probably wouldn't come looking for me again. I could only silently nod in acceptance. After all, I'm a deeply sinful woman, unforgivable.

Although others pursued me afterward, he's still the one I can never forget.

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