The Prison Slave: Tears of a Female Anchor

Chapter 1

"Next, please watch the weather forecast..."

The clear, sweet voice of 28-year-old news anchor Su Mei came from the television. This was the most beautiful time in S City. S City was a small city, and in the 1990s, before the internet age, being able to enjoy the voice and smile of this number one beauty of S City was one of the few forms of entertainment for its citizens every day.

After the broadcast ended, Su Mei breathed a sigh of relief, packed her things, said goodbye to her colleagues, and walked out of the television station building. She wore a dress that accentuated

her beautiful figure. She frequently encountered citizens who recognized her on the street, who greeted her. It was already dark. S City was located in a remote area, and by the time Su Mei returned to her neighborhood, there were no pedestrians on the road. Suddenly, someone patted her on the buttocks.

A middle-aged man's head popped out of the window of a blue Santana parked beside her.

"It's you!" Su Mei exclaimed, her voice filled with anger and fear.

The man had a face full of scars, and a knife scar on his thick neck—it was Zhu Shuang. He used to be a loader at a food factory. Through ruthlessness and connections in both the legal and illegal worlds, he helped his superiors resolve several petitions, thus paving his way to a high-ranking official position as the director of the Industry and Commerce Bureau in S City.

"What's the big fuss?" Zhu Shuang chuckled. "Look at your big ass wiggling, it's making my fucking dick ache."

"You're vulgar!" Su Mei's face flushed with anger.

"Vulgar? Haha. You don't know how much fun I had with you that day?" "Shut...shut up!" Su Mei trembled with rage. "I'm warning you, if you harass me again, I'll report you!"

Zhu Shuang suddenly burst into laughter, a laugh that sent chills down Su Mei's spine. He took something out of the car; Su Mei recognized it as a miniature tape recorder, recently popular on the market.

Zhu Shuang pressed the switch, and Su Mei's face turned deathly pale.

The tape emitted obscene sounds: first a woman's angry shouts, then a man's rough rebukes, the woman's cries gradually turning into moans.

The woman's voice was beautiful; in S City, there was no one else like Su Mei.

This happened three days ago. At a dinner party, Su Mei, who wasn't good at drinking, was plied with alcohol and became completely drunk, unconscious. After an unknown amount of time, a sharp pain shot through her lower body.

She discovered that her skirt had been pulled open, her underwear was gone, and she was being brutally violated by Zhu Shuang.

Su Mei's vagina was a rare butterfly-shaped opening, narrow at the entrance. Her husband's penis wasn't large, so intercourse was usually not a problem, but Zhu Shuang's penis was long and thick, and Su Mei's lower body ached as if her virginity had been defiled.

"No... let go..." Pain and shame instantly brought Su Mei back to her senses. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled desperately, but Zhu Shuang easily held her hands down. Zhu Shuang, reeking of alcohol, let out a rough laugh, "Damn, so tight, tighter than a virgin..." As he spoke, he thrust his penis in, the large glans reaching her cervix.

"No... ah... ya ya... ah!" Su Mei screamed, her stomach feeling as if it were being pierced, accompanied by a terrifying, tingling, and numb sensation, as a gush of hot fluid gushed out. Zhu Shuang's large penis was doused with the hot, lustful fluid, the layers of tender flesh massaging his corpus cavernosum like tiny hands, making his glans swell even larger with pleasure, and Su Mei moaned softly from the thrusting. Zhu Shuang exerted force, gently grinding against Su Mei's cervix, like a hammer tentatively striking a mysterious and sensitive clam shell, causing it to contract tightly. Su Mei was tormented until she was covered in fragrant sweat, "No... please..." Zhu Shuang grinned maliciously at the beautiful young woman's miserable state, the sadistic pleasure and the suction from her opening making his lower back tingle, and he ejaculated!

"Ugh... ugh..." Su Mei suffered from being ejaculated inside, her lower abdomen feeling as if a spoonful of hot oil had rolled in, leaving her with a mark of shame. Zhu Shuang pulled out his enormous penis, swinging it triumphantly, and wiped the wet weapon dry with Su Mei's panties.

Su Mei, sobbing softly, struggled to push open the car door and fled into the night, her clothes disheveled.

She thought it was just a nightmare, never imagining it would haunt her for life… “If you dare disobey me, I’ll send this tape to your husband! And then spread it around, letting everyone in S City know!” Zhu Shuang threatened viciously.

Seeing Su Mei's terrified expression, Zhu Shuang knew he had succeeded.

“What…what do you want me to do…” Su Mei's voice trembled; she was a cowardly woman.

“If I obey me, everything will be fine.” Zhu Shuang took Su Mei's hand, his tone suddenly softening, “You haven't come this far easily.”

Su Mei's heart skipped a beat. She came from the countryside and, through extraordinary effort, became an excellent news anchor. For this future, she thought she had to endure even the most humiliating things.

She didn't know that Zhu Shuang was exploiting this very mentality, pushing her step by step into the abyss of debauchery.

"What are you daydreaming about? Come on, your husband's waiting for you." Zhu Shuang was surprisingly understanding. Hearing him mention her husband, Su Mei felt a pang of guilt and dragged her uneasy steps towards home.

Zhu Shuang's Santana followed slowly behind her, one hand resting on her ample buttocks.

"You go your way, I'll touch mine."

Su Mei's pretty face burned, and she looked around frantically, afraid of bumping into passersby.

Through the fabric of her skirt, Zhu Shuang lewdly circled her buttocks, wantonly insulting Su Mei, "Looking at your big ass, I know you're a slut who loves to cheat on men..." Tears welled in Su Mei's eyes, but she dared not stop.

Zhu Shuang's large hand suddenly grabbed a piece of her buttocks, and Su Mei cried out in pain, "Big, soft, and bouncy! I've slept with a woman who's had three kids, and even that's considered big, but it's not as big as yours. What did you eat to grow so big?" Zhu Shuang said, releasing his grip and slapping her hard.

Su Mei had a slender waist and round, pert buttocks, a plumpness rarely seen in East Asians. Zhu Shuang caressed the young woman's fleshy buttocks with obvious affection, his middle finger pressing firmly against the cleft, revealing the lewd shape of the two mounds. Su Mei endured Zhu Shuang's humiliation through tears, as if she had willingly offered her buttocks to the lecherous man's hands.

"If she has a baby, I wonder how fat this buttocks will be..." Zhu Shuang enjoyed the wonderful feel of the plump buttocks, the soft, supple flesh eagerly oozing from between his fingers.

"Have some decency..."

Su Mei pleaded with this inhuman demon, tears streaming down her face.

In the following decade, facing Zhu Shuang's increasingly frenzied humiliation, this timid and weak woman continued to plead, only to receive more excessive, vulgar, and cruel torment in return.

The hellish journey seemed endless. When Zhu Shuang finally let her go and left, she nearly collapsed at the apartment door, unable to hold on any longer.

*** *** *** *** "Why can't we take this case?"

In a coffee shop in downtown S city, Liu Hong looked at the complaint and asked his friend Lin Yun.

The two were university classmates, both top students from the best law school in the country, and both had given up promising futures in big cities to open a law firm in S city. Liu Hong had no connections, but Lin Yun's father was a member of the S city municipal committee leadership, so Lin Yun quickly became a rising star in S city's legal circle.

Lin Yun was 32 years old, wore gold-rimmed glasses, was very thin, and had a refined appearance. He took a sip of coffee and sighed helplessly, "Plaintiff Li Ming sued defendant S Yuan Food Co., Ltd. for breach of contract. It should have been an ordinary civil case, but S Yuan Company has connections in the municipal committee." He lowered his voice at the last sentence.

"Who?"

"I don't know. Someone spoke to the old man, and he called me at midnight, telling me not to take this case."

"It's utterly corrupt!" Liu Hong angrily slammed the complaint on the table. "The facts of this case are clear; the defendant has no room for defense. Do you think the plaintiff will just give up?" "He has no choice but to give up." Lin Yun sighed. "Whenever there's trouble in the city, Zhu Shuang from the Industry and Commerce Bureau takes care of it. That guy used to be involved in organized crime; he's ruthless. What wouldn't he do? So Li Ming must have swallowed his anger." "

Zhu Shuang, that thug who didn't even finish elementary school?" Liu Hong's tone was contemptuous.

"Old Liu, let me give you a piece of advice," Lin Yun kindly reminded Liu Hong. "We're not some greenhorn in our twenties anymore. Sometimes you have to accept the status quo and not keep your feelings bottled up. Zhu Shuang has a powerful background; maybe that 'person' at the municipal party committee is his backer. Have you heard the saying? S City is the same no matter who's gone, but it's different without Zhu Shuang."

"I've heard a lot about him,"

Liu Hong said, taking a sip of his coffee. "They say he's a complete sex fiend, fond of toying with respectable women, some of whom have even been forced to divorce and become his playthings." "

He'll get his comeuppance sooner or later," Lin Yun's glasses flashed coldly. "Let's not talk about this; it's just making me more and more upset. Old Liu, you're thirty-two, a standard 'older single,' it's time to settle down and find someone. How about I introduce you to a couple?"

"Oh, that tone, just like my parents. Forget it." Liu Hong laughed heartily. "If I could find someone even half as good as your sister-in-law, I'd have no other thoughts. I'd even break off all ties with you if she asked." "Look at you, so witty." Lin Yun thought smugly, but feigned modesty. "Xiao Mei, a career woman, may seem glamorous, but she's actually quite busy and neglects her family. She's not as good as you make her out to be." "You're living in a dream world and you don't know how lucky you are! The most beautiful woman in S City, and you're still not satisfied? The men here will eat you alive!"

Three years ago, 29-year-old Lin Yun and 25-year-old Su Mei held their wedding, which caused a sensation in S City. Although the wedding wasn't large-scale, the bride's stunning beauty remains a topic of conversation among S City residents.

Later, Su Mei became a well-known news anchor in S City. Like an increasingly beautiful flower, she attracted all sorts of envious, jealous, and greedy glances.

Unbeknownst to Lin Yun, a demonic hand that would ultimately destroy him, tearing his family apart, had already quietly reached out. Chapter Two:

When Su Mei heard the sound of keys, she was scooping a sweet and sour fish out of the pot. Dressed in her home clothes, with a floral apron around her neck, she exuded the gentle charm of a wife.

"I smelled the fish downstairs," Lin Yun, who was changing his shoes, praised Su Mei's cooking.

Su Mei was the perfect wife every man dreamed of: not only was she beautiful and had a hot figure, but she was also gentle, obedient, and even a little timid, understanding, and excellent at housework. Coming from a rural background, she could do all the chores around the house without ever slacking off, and most importantly, she was an exceptional cook. Every home-cooked dish she made was extraordinary, a testament to her intelligence and dedication to cooking. In fact, Su Mei was equally quick-witted in other areas; her success as a star in S City wasn't solely due to her beauty.

Su Mei forced a smile, her eyes slightly red. Fortunately, Lin Yun didn't notice, and was simply recounting his day's events. Su Mei, usually a quiet listener in front of her husband, would occasionally offer understanding laughter and responses.

Today, however, she didn't hear a word he was saying, only habitually nodding and smiling. Her mind was in turmoil, and she several times felt the urge to speak, but cowardice prevented her from uttering the words she had prepared. When her husband finished eating and turned to go into the room, she had completely lost the courage to speak.

*** *** *** *** The next day.

Su Mei was still dressed impeccably, her beige dress accentuating her slender yet full figure. As she turned the corner of the corridor, she bumped into someone.

"Excuse me…" Su Mei looked up and saw the person before her, her face turning deathly pale!

Zhu Shuang smiled at her. "Xiao Su, you got off work early today." Su Mei nervously looked at her colleagues coming and going, and said in a pleading tone, "Don't say it here, I'll take you to the break room."

Su Mei led Zhu Shuang to the break room on the second floor, locked the door, and suddenly knelt at his feet. "Please, let me go. We both have families, we can't do this." "I can't make that decision," Zhu Shuang looked at the beautiful young woman's pleading with satisfaction, and pointed lewdly to his genitals. "You have to ask it."

Su Mei saw the tent that was sticking up high, and her pretty face turned red with embarrassment. Zhu Shuang laughed and stroked Su Mei's hair like he was petting a dog. "Don't worry, I don't lack women. I'll let you go when I'm tired of you. Don't waste your time."

Helpless, Su Mei resignedly rolled up her skirt, revealing her slender legs and plump genitals. She took off her white panties, and her tender red vulva, covered by dark and shiny pubic hair, was exposed to Zhu Shuang's shameless gaze.

Zhu Shuang was somewhat surprised. A thought flashed through his mind, a slight smile appearing on his lips as he unbuckled his belt. His thick, dark penis sprang out.

Su Mei, humiliated, spread her legs and leaned back on the sofa. Zhu Shuang, spear in hand, suddenly grabbed Su Mei like an eagle snatching a chick and began unbuttoning her clothes.

"No…" Su Mei struggled. "You think I don't know what you're thinking, you slut?" Zhu Shuang easily unbuttoned Su Mei's bulging shirt, one button at a time. "You still think I'll only fuck your cunt and not play with your tits?

Let me tell you, you bitch, your whole body belongs to me!"

Soon, the peaks covered by a white bra were revealed before Zhu Shuang. A pair of large, snow-white breasts, pressed against the bra, formed an extremely deep cleavage. Zhu Shuang's mouth went dry. He roughly ripped open the bra, and with a "bang," a pair of enormous breasts forcefully sprang out, trembling with dazzling waves.

Zhu Shuang's eyes widened. These were a pair of standard, large breasts. Zhu Shuang, who had seen countless breasts, estimated they were about a J cup—the largest breasts he had ever seen. What was rare was that, usually, breasts of this size drooped in a bell shape, but these astonishingly large mounds, due to their large nipples, were full and firm, pressed tightly together inwards, like two enormous hemispheres. The two bright red nipples were small and delicate, the peaks only slightly drooping—a miracle defying the laws of physics for breasts of such size.

Zhu Shuang's large hand caressed the large breasts, barely covering the peaks. The skin on the breasts was as delicate and warm as a baby's; Zhu Shuang pinched it, finding it incredibly elastic and resilient. Overjoyed, Zhu Shuang used both hands to fondle them.

Su Mei sobbed softly, letting Zhu Shuang knead her breasts into various lewd shapes. His rough hands showed no mercy, leaving handprints on her sensitive, tender breasts, eliciting frequent cries of pain from Su Mei.

The physical pain was secondary; what she found even more unbearable was the mental humiliation. S City was located in one of the most important dairy-producing regions in the country. Su Mei's parents were local dairy farmers, so despite her family's poverty and lack of many things growing up, they never lacked milk. She drank more milk than water, which resulted in a figure that even Western porn stars envied. Because of her large breasts, she was teased by classmates as a "milk cow" when she was young, leaving a lifelong shadow in her heart. What others envied as enormous breasts was a source of inferiority for her, so she always tightly bound her alluring breasts with thick cotton bras. Others only knew her breasts were full, but they didn't know just how full they were.

"With a figure like that, you think you can pretend to be a lady?" Zhu Shuang insulted her inhumanely, his hands constantly kneading her nipples, which stood erect like two cherries soaked in water. "The dirtiest bitch I've ever been with isn't as despicable as you. With such fat breasts and such a big ass, you were born to be a bitch."

Zhu Shuang relentlessly trampled on the beautiful young woman's self-esteem, yet his actions shifted from ravaging to caressing. His enormous hands, capable of crushing anything, gently stroked from the base of her breasts to the nipples, the rough texture contrasting with the delicate, soft feel of her breasts. His tender, affectionate movements made it seem as if these large breasts were his prized possessions.

Zhu Shuang's masterful caresses were applied to Su Mei's already far more sensitive breasts, the nerve endings spreading lewd pleasure throughout her body, drawing forth abundant fluids. The beautiful young woman's sobs were intermittently interrupted by agonizing yet pleasurable moans, a pleasure that constantly fueled the anchorwoman's shame and inferiority complex.

Zhu Shuang, a seasoned player in the world of women, knew the time was ripe. He abruptly grabbed Su Mei's legs, his burning gaze fixed on her private area.

"Don't look...don't look..." the anchorwoman cried foolishly, covering her eyes, only to be met with merciless mockery: "You get this wet just from touching her breasts? Even a bitch in heat isn't as fast as you!" Zhu Shuang, holding his oversized weapon, pressed it against the moist, reddened entrance of her vagina, aimed, and thrust it in, breaking through her labia!

With a "slurp," the long, serpentine penis reached her cervix. Intense pain and pleasure surged simultaneously like a tidal wave. Su Mei's mind went blank, and she instinctively gripped Zhu Shuang tightly. Zhu Shuang, too, groaned from the pleasure

of this beauty, almost ejaculating. Enjoying the thrill of conquering a beauty, Zhu Shuang began thrusting. The narrow, moist vagina brought his thick penis the pleasure of deflowering, each thrust hitting her cervix. The anchorwoman's vagina opened and closed enticingly like a sea anemone, making him cry out in pleasure. Su Mei was limp from the thrusting, drooling, her large, watery eyes flashing with a final, almost desperate light, rolling back in her head with each thrust. The entire lounge was filled with the frenzied moans of the man and woman.

"It's killing me, it's killing me..." Su Mei's mind seemed to have been shattered by the fucking, muttering shameless words. Zhu Shuang thrust harder, gradually increasing the speed of his thrusts. Su Mei felt as if a rolling branding iron had been plunged into her lower body, and the ultimate pleasure exploded instantly. A high-pitched scream was hard to believe coming from this virtuous female anchor. The man roared as well, and his hot semen was injected into the beautiful young woman's body again!

Zhu Shuang's glans twitched and spat out thick, hot semen, scalding Su Mei, making her tremble like a skinned frog from the insemination. With a "pop," Zhu Shuang pulled out his big cock, and her wide-open anus spat out clumps of semen like a fish's mouth.

Zhu Shuang, looking refreshed, put away his belt, patted Su Mei's dazed face, and said, "Now you know what you are, right? You're only here to be fucked by a powerful master, and that person is me." Zhu Shuang hummed a smug tune as he walked out of the lounge, leaving the female anchor, exhausted from her orgasm and with her impressively large breasts exposed, slumped on the sofa, her lifeless eyes silently weeping, her lower body a mess of fluids.

*** *** *** *** "That day, Xiao Mei came home with a high fever and rested for two whole weeks," Lin Yun said warmly, inviting his parents-in-law to sit down.

Su Mei's parents were honest, hardworking dairy farmers who felt that Su Mei's marriage to this son-in-law was a blessing accumulated over several lifetimes. Out of a farmer's reverence for officials and scholars, they were extremely polite to their son-in-law and never dared to make any demands.

"Our Su Mei is just lucky. She's a country girl, she can't even take good care of you, and you still have to worry about serving her. Sigh, really," Su Mei's mother said, scolding Su Mei who was lying on the bed. Su Mei smiled at her mother like a girl, but her eyes seemed to have lost their former sparkle.

"Xiao Mei is just too strong-willed, throwing herself into her work as an anchor. She got sick from overwork. I've already spoken to the TV station leaders and they've transferred her to the editing department to recuperate for a while," Lin Yun said, affectionately stroking his wife's hair.

"Xiao Mei marrying you is a blessing our family has accumulated over several lifetimes..." Su Mei's father sighed, "Xiao Mei should know how to be grateful."

"Xiao Lin, don't spoil her too much, don't spoil her rotten," Su Mei's mother kept criticizing Su Mei.

Lin Yun smiled, "We're husband and wife now, there's no such thing as you or me managing things. It's my blessing that Su Mei married me." Su Mei felt a pang of guilt towards her husband, and she secretly vowed to serve him like a slave.

Chapter Three

The family chatted again, the two elders praising Lin Yun profusely and thanking him profusely. Looking at her increasingly aged parents, Su Mei felt a pang of sorrow. "I'm a shameless, bad woman, you don't need to be so good to me..." Zhu Shuang's humiliating words had, under these circumstances, subtly become part of her own consciousness.

*** *** *** *** The news of the female anchor's resignation caused quite a stir in S City. S City was a satellite city of H City, the provincial capital. Su Mei's beauty and ability surpassed even those of the provincial radio station's anchors, so some speculated that she would be transferred to the provincial station. Only a few people truly knew the truth.

The editorial director, Li Yuan, was a near-retirement veteran journalist. He was originally a reporter for a major national newspaper, but because of his outspokenness, he offended his superiors and was relegated to this small television station. Despite his age, the old man still spoke with the fiery temper of a young man.

The old man, who had attended a church school, spoke in a very sophisticated manner for the 1990s. “I know you’re a famous news anchor in the city. You were transferred here because of your husband. I don’t care about those things. Under me, you must listen to me and do your job well. I will assign you the hardest and most tiring work, as you wish.”

Su Mei, like a middle school student being scolded by a teacher, lowered her head and secretly clicked her tongue. Although Li Yuan was straightforward and spoke harshly, he seemed very upright, unlike those who were outwardly respectable but inwardly despicable… Su Mei shook her head slightly, reminding herself not to dwell on that nightmare.

“This is a news project I have. Completing it is your first task.” Li Yuan handed Su Mei a project proposal. “But first, I want to ask you, what are the professional ethics of a journalist?” “Guiding society and reporting the truth,” Su Mei said softly. “The first one is ‘misunderstanding.’ We’re not guests; we don’t need to guide anyone. Everything journalists do is to report the truth.”

“I understand.” Su Mei’s voice was gentle and understanding.

“You really understand? Can you do it?” Li Yuan suddenly asked, as if he could see right through her, “No matter what happens, tell the truth?”

Su Mei suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning; her lips parted slightly, unable to answer Li Yuan’s question.

“Don’t mind him.” Li Yuan’s tone suddenly became relaxed. “No one can truly do that.

Humans are, after all, masked creatures.” Suddenly he smiled again. “You’re a very honest person; others would probably agree with me without hesitation.” Seeing this upright and kind old man, Su Mei suddenly felt an urge to tell him everything. Just then, Li Yuan’s phone rang.

Li Yuan answered the receiver and gestured for Su Mei to wait a moment.

"Hey." After three seconds, Li Yuan's voice suddenly became very ingratiating. "It's Lao Lu, long time no see." "Yeah, yeah, you said there's a gathering at L Mountain Villa on Friday? Great, of course I'm free, how could I not give you face?" "Anyone else going? Who are they? Are they all directors or bureau chiefs? It would be such a killjoy for an old man like me to be mixed in with them."

"What? Director Zhu from the Industry and Commerce Bureau invited them? I'll definitely go! Director Zhu doesn't have any bureaucratic airs, he's a genuine person, a rare gem in officialdom!"

Hearing the last sentence, Su Mei suddenly felt dizzy, her throat bitter, like a beautiful butterfly stuck in an invisible spider web, only able to watch a fat, ferocious spider dripping greedy venom, approaching her step by step...

*** *** *** *** The intelligent and hardworking Su Mei quickly became familiar with the work in the editing room. Every day when she walked out of the TV station building, Su Mei wore sunglasses and a coat that didn't accentuate her figure, secretly praying that she wouldn't run into Zhu Shuang again.

This stroke of luck ended on the third day. When Su Mei saw Zhu Shuang walking towards her in the corridor, whistling a vulgar tune, she nearly fainted. "I heard you were sick. Let me see if you've lost weight." As soon as Zhu Shuang entered the lounge, his large hand climbed onto the female anchor's shockingly full breasts, kneading them wantonly.

"Tsk tsk, even the cows your parents raise aren't as big as your breasts, are they?" Zhu Shuang lewdly insulted Su Mei.

The beautiful anchor's body trembled. "You... how did you know?" Zhu Shuang chuckled. "In S City, there's no intelligence I can't get, no problem I can't handle. I only need to make one phone call, and I can slaughter all your cows." Su Mei

was terrified. The man before her was more ruthless than a demon. She thought of her elderly parents, living on a meager income. Although Lin Yun and Su Mei often helped them, and the filial Su Mei even wanted to bring them to live in the city, her parents always refused. Her mother even scolded Su Mei for causing Lin Yun trouble. Su Mei knew Zhu Shuang was ruthless and capable of doing what he said. Her knees buckled, and she knelt before him, clinging to his legs and pleading, "Please have mercy and let them go."

"Letting them go is easy," Zhu Shuang said. "From now on, if I want to have sex with you, you have to be there anytime, understand?

Even if your husband's dick is still inside you, as soon as you get my call, you have to come immediately, bend over, and obediently take my fucking, understand?"

"Understood, understood..." Su Mei cried as she agreed to Zhu Shuang's absurd request.

Zhu Shuang looked at the utterly humiliated female anchor with satisfaction, his enormous penis already swollen. He unzipped his pants, and his foul-smelling, purplish-black penis sprang out. Su Mei reluctantly got up to take off her skirt, but Zhu Shuang held her down, keeping her kneeling.

"An anchor works with their mouth. Now that you're in the editing room, if your mouth has nothing to do, then give me some oral sex." Su Mei was confused for a moment, her face instantly turning red. "This... how can I do this?" The conservative Su Mei had never heard of oral sex, and Lin Yun had never asked her to do it.

"Show your professionalism and give it a good lick," Zhu Shuang said, holding his enormous penis.

Su Mei, resigned to the stench, stuck out her tongue and licked Zhu Shuang's glans.

"Not bad, not bad, very talented," Zhu Shuang continued to instruct. "Hold it with your hands." Su Mei cupped the throbbing, wickedly hot penis in both hands, her delicate tongue scraping across the glans, urethral opening, coronal sulcus, foreskin…

Soon, the entire shaft was covered in the anchorwoman's saliva, and Zhu Shuang exclaimed with pleasure. "You're fucking born to suck dicks, it's fucking amazing!"

Zhu Shuang praised the shamefully embarrassed Su Mei. "You're not allowed to stop until I tell you to." Su Mei's tongue swept over the sensitive urethral opening again, her resentful eyes looking at Zhu Shuang. Zhu Shuang could no longer restrain himself, pressing down on the anchorwoman's head, parting her lips, and began to thrust wildly.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!" Caught off guard, the female anchor's entire mouth was filled with a foul-smelling penis. Although it was only two-thirds inserted, it was already reaching her throat. The feeling of suffocation made her eyes roll back and her whole body tremble. After dozens of thrusts, Zhu Shuang's pent-up desire reached its limit. With a roar, he pressed the female anchor's beautiful head tightly, and "plop, plop," his penis throbbed seven or eight times, shooting spurts of semen into the female anchor's mouth. Zhu Shuang's penis did not leave Su Mei's mouth. "Don't move, drink it." Under his command, Su Mei performed oral sex and swallowed semen for the first time.

Zhu Shuang pulled out his large penis with satisfaction and flicked the remaining semen onto Su Mei's face, who was gagging. "I will properly train your oral sex skills."

Zhu Shuang put away his weapon. "On Friday, I'm inviting your Director Li to L Mountain Villa for the weekend. You have to go too." Su Mei felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She couldn't imagine what kind of training she would receive this weekend... *** *** *** *** The next day.

"Su Mei, I didn't realize you were so enthusiastic about your work." Li Yuan took a sip of tea. "You even gave up the weekend to interview Director Zhu." "

Director Zhu has made a great contribution to the economic development of S City, and I wanted to do a program about him," Su Mei lied insincerely.

"Good, that's the kind of drive young people lack these days," Li Yuan said. "I spoke with Director Zhu, and he said you two have known each other for a long time and he welcomes you to the L Mountain Villa gathering." "It's my honor, I'll work hard," Su Mei said, tears welling up inside.

"Work hard!" Li Yuan encouraged Su Mei, but the word "work hard" made her blush deeply.

*** *** *** *** L Mountain Villa is located deep in the mountains southwest of H City, a famous resort in the province. A two-hour drive along the winding mountain road leads to the luxurious mountain hotel. As Li Yuan and Su Mei stepped off the bus, they saw a young man waving at them.

"Are you Director Li and Miss Su? I'm Xiao Huang, Director Zhu's driver." Xiao Huang led them to the hotel and helped them check in. Because it was the off-season, there were very few guests. After everything was settled, they went to the hotel lobby. Zhu Shuang and some important officials from S City were sitting on the sofa, chatting idly.

"Old Li, you're late... Ah, this is... Miss Su! I've heard so much about you. Director Zhu, you have a lot of influence to be able to invite Miss Su, the most beautiful woman in S City." Old Lu was the director of the Education Commission of S City, and he spoke bluntly and eloquently, just like Li Yuan. Su Mei exchanged pleasantries elegantly for a while, her understanding and lovely words and actions were captivating.

There was a family of three in the lobby, seemingly from the south. The child, only twelve or thirteen years old, suddenly pointed out the window and said, "Mom and Dad, look! It's snowing!" The

L Mountain Villa was originally a summer resort for the ancient northern dynasties, and now it's November, the perfect time for snow.

"This snow is perfectly timed. We'll have lunch on the kang (heated brick bed) today," Zhu Shuang said. "Everyone, go to your rooms and put away your luggage. We'll receive Xiao Huang's notification later." "On the kang? That's interesting." Most of the people present were locals in their forties and fifties, very familiar with the kangs used for wintering in the rural Northeast. In the city, kangs are rare, so the existence of one in this high-class hotel piqued everyone's curiosity.

The suite Zhu Shuang arranged was extremely luxurious, with a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, a double bed covered with a luxurious velvet Simmons mattress, and a large wardrobe standing beside it. From the balcony, the entire city of H and S could be vaguely seen through the snowy haze. The doorbell rang, and Su Mei's heart tightened. She opened the door to find Xiao Huang standing there.

"Miss Su, Director Zhu wants you to meet him in the 'Snow Appreciation Hall' on the first floor in ten minutes. He left some things for you in the wardrobe and wants you to take a look."

"I understand, thank you." Su Mei's heart was pounding, wondering what Zhu Shuang was up to. After Xiao Huang left, she returned to her room and opened the wardrobe, her face instantly turning red.

Chapter Four

The wardrobe was filled with obscenely sexy lingerie, each piece labeled with a number, a total of forty sizes. Su Mei was a conservative woman, having only ever worn bras and lingerie since childhood, and those particularly unfashionable white bras at that. Her husband wasn't interested in sex, so she had never thought of dressing sexily to please him.

But what was in this wardrobe! It couldn't even be considered "clothing." The fabric was extremely minimalist, the designs were incredibly obscene, many consisting of just a few straps, with a few pom-poms being considered a great favor.

Slightly dizzy, Su Mei found a note that read, "Wear size 7, and put on your coat over it." Her trembling hands opened the bag labeled 7.

Inside were a purple thong and two heart-shaped nipple covers.

"How can I wear this?" Su Mei felt utterly humiliated, but remembering Zhu Shuang's threats, she could only obediently comply.

Su Mei went into the bathroom, took off her coat, sweater, and shirt, revealing her stunningly beautiful, voluptuous yet not greasy body.

The bra clasp undone, and two astonishingly large breasts sprang out, rippling in a dazzling wave. Su Mei blushed, pressing the bra against her delicate, rosy nipples, the nipples displaying an erotic shape against the pink surface.

Su Mei gritted her teeth, pulled down her panties, and put on a thong. The purple strip of fabric, like a purple stream, was swallowed by the deep cleft between her magnificent mounds of flesh, making her entire buttocks appear completely naked, awaiting the exploration of an evil explorer. The thin strip of fabric hooked onto her vulva and anus, rubbing against her sensitive areas, making Su Mei shudder.

Su Mei looked sadly at her erotic attire in the mirror, her heart filled with guilt. Her beautiful body belonged only to her husband, but because of her carelessness, it had become the devil's prey.

Su Mei was a traditional woman; her husband had never sexually explored her, so during their lovemaking, even the gentlest caresses were enough to arouse her sensitive nature, leaving her deeply shy. From this perspective, although Su Mei's body was mature and alluring, she was still a virgin in terms of sex. Zhu Shuang, however, used violent and skillful methods of humiliation to awaken the inherent desires within this incredibly sexy body.

The naive Su Mei hadn't thought of any of this, but when she thought about Zhu Shuang's training, besides fear, anger, and guilt, a hint of anticipation and excitement lingered in her subconscious, causing a small patch of her thong, which clung to her beautiful vulva, to become slightly wet...

*** *** *** *** The Snow Appreciation Hall was the most luxurious private dining room in the entire L Mountain Villa, occupying half the floor. In the center of the Snow Appreciation Hall was a table about the size of a traditional Chinese eight-immortal table, with very low corners, surrounded on all four sides by brocade quilts. There were no chairs beside the table, but rather soft velvet carpets. Under the table was a modified kang (heated brick bed), with a high edge, allowing guests' legs to easily slip under the quilts, letting their lower bodies feel the warm glow of the kang fire.

When Su Mei entered the Snow Appreciation Hall, only Zhu Shuang was sitting there, his feet tucked into the heated brick bed. Zhu Shuang patted the seat next to him, and Su Mei took off her shoes and obediently knelt down beside him.

"Why are you dressed so thickly, beauty?" Zhu Shuang pulled the female anchor into his arms and ripped open her coat with a "plop."

"No, others will come!" Su Mei struggled frantically, but her large, fleshy breasts bounced out even faster.

"Hehe, I'll tell them to come in a quarter of an hour, then we'll have some fun." Zhu Shuang watched with satisfaction as Su Mei obeyed his instructions and put on her incredibly sexy "lingerie." He knew that this beautiful but timid female anchor had become his exquisite plaything, at his mercy.

"Climb onto the table," Zhu Shuang commanded Su Mei in an unquestionable tone, "Turn your big ass towards me."

Naked and voluptuous, Su Mei, like an obedient puppy, obediently climbed onto the table, sticking out her round, white buttocks towards Zhu Shuang.

Su Mei's buttocks could only be described as enormous. Her smooth, oily buttocks were not only far larger than average, but also round and perky, with an excellent shape and feel. Zhu Shuang's two large hands gripped her delicate, soft buttocks tightly, kneading them relentlessly as if trying to burst them.

"It hurts, it hurts, be gentle," Su Mei pleaded, but Zhu Shuang mischievously increased the pressure, causing Su Mei to whimper repeatedly. Red marks appeared on her buttocks. "Tsk tsk, how fat is this buttock? How many men would it take to get such a big ass? I really pity your husband, marrying a slut who's been played with so much." Zhu Shuang spoke nonsense.

"No, no, it's been like this since I was little,"

Su Mei endured the double humiliation of her body and mind, sobbing like a little girl in her defense. Kind and innocent, she had no sense of such lewd humor.

"You've been fucked by many men since you were little? Did every boy in school fuck you?" Zhu Shuang asked, feigning surprise, patting her enormous, fragrant buttocks twice, as if weighing a large melon.

Even the dim-witted Su Mei understood Zhu Shuang's deliberate mockery and could only sob and cry in humiliation.

*** *** *** *** As a child, Su Mei's tall stature and her large, perky breasts and buttocks, developed earlier than her peers, made her the object of ridicule. But as she grew older, this ridicule gradually turned into greed and jealousy. The wicked gazes of those teenage boys often lingered on Su Mei's pretty face, her hot breasts and buttocks, and her long, slender legs. However, the intelligent and hardworking Su Mei was simply too outstanding; her grades were always first in the school, and those boys, feeling inferior, could never make a move on her.

But finally, one day, her angelic face and devilish body brought her trouble. It was a morning when Su Mei was sixteen. Walking to school, a classmate who had long coveted her suddenly grabbed her and forced her down into a haystack.

Su Mei struggled desperately, but she was no match for the man's strong body; her belt was ripped open. Just as she was about to lose her virginity, a passerby knocked down the perpetrator. The criminal fled, and the beautiful girl was spared from being violated.

That passerby was her future husband, Lin Yun, then a first-year law student. He had returned to his hometown for summer vacation and was staying in the countryside to complete an assignment on a rural legal system survey. That morning, while jogging, he happened to witness this attempted rape. Lin

Yun had never seen such a beautiful girl. Even the most beautiful girl from his school, who came from a big city, didn't possess such a pure yet alluring, flawless, and pitiful beauty. Lin Yun quickly began pursuing her, and the naive Su Mei, caught off guard, became the captive of the elegant and handsome Lin Yun. Two months later, Lin Yun proposed marriage to Su Mei's parents. These two honest, hardworking dairy farmers felt it was a miracle that their country girl had been chosen by the prominent Lin family of S City.

Su Mei was admitted to a university in the capital and finally began living with Lin Yun, who was a senior that year. On the night she lost her virginity at nineteen, Lin Yun tenderly told her he would love her forever. Deeply moved by her traditional values and love, Su Mei cried and gave him her most precious virginity. This was Su Mei's pure love story; her body belonged only to Lin Yun. In Zhu Shuang's mouth, however, she became a public bus, her voluptuous body serving as evidence of his lies.

*** *** *** *** Zhu Shuang laboriously spread the female anchor's two plump buttocks, the lewd scene before him causing his penis to swell to its limit. A purple strip of cloth pierced through the cleft, tautly holding her bright red, moist vulva and delicate pink anus.

Foolish Su Mei tried in vain to tighten her buttocks, but the two incredibly beautiful vulvas only writhed, appearing even more lewd.

Zhu Shuang brought his nose close to her buttocks and took a deep breath. Su Mei was an extremely clean person; neither her vulva nor her anus had any odor. Yet Zhu Shuang once again slandered Su Mei: "A smell of fox odor mixed with feces."

This was an extreme insult to a woman, but it did not elicit any rebuttal from the sobbing Su Mei.

Zhu Shuang admired her for a moment, then released her. The two mounds of buttocks, like pudding, gathered their boundless spring color, rippled out in a breathtaking wave. Satisfied, he pulled aside her thong, using his left thumb and forefinger to spread her pink butterfly-shaped labia, revealing the vulva exuding a lewd scent. He then slowly inserted his right index and middle fingers together.

"Ah, it hurts! Please pull it out!" The thick fingers with unkempt nails moved freely in and out of the wet, narrow passage, causing Su Mei to plead for mercy in pain. *Slap slap* Zhu Shuang slapped the female anchor's large buttocks, leaving two red handprints. "You slut, what are you yelling about? Do you want everyone to watch you act like a slut?"

Su Mei dared not cry out, gritting her teeth and enduring the inhuman torture, her back covered in sweat from the pain. Zhu Shuang's fingers bent, aiming straight for her G-spot, his technique skillful and varied, sometimes gentle, sometimes forceful, sometimes swift, sometimes slow. Gradually, Su Mei felt a strange comfort arising from the pain, as if Zhu Shuang's fingers were urging her to urinate quickly.

As Zhu Shuang moved, a panic beyond pain spread through Su Mei's central nervous system. "Please stop." The strange pressure on her lower body grew stronger and stronger, Su Mei's breathing became irregular, and Zhu Shuang's movements suddenly quickened, as if he wanted to ignite a fire in Su Mei's flesh.

"Stop, stop... ah!" The pain and pressure suddenly became infinitely large, as if to crush Su Mei to pieces. Her vagina convulsed, and with a "whoosh," a clear liquid spurted out! "

Good slut, you squirted so easily!" Zhu Shuang's hands continued to penetrate, and water gushed out like a fountain. "No, no... ah!" The miserable Su Mei watched her body being played with like a lowly water-spraying machine, futilely begging Zhu Shuang to stop. Her slender waist and huge buttocks twisted and turned, trying to break free, but to onlookers, it looked as if she was being played with by Zhu Shuang and was shaking her hips in ecstasy.

Chapter 5

"Waaah, this is too much..." Su Mei, with her big fat buttocks sticking out, lay dying on the table covered with lewd fluids.

Zhu Shuang, satisfied, tore off a napkin, wiped his hands, and patted Su Mei's buttocks. "Time's almost up. Let everyone see the big buttocks of S City's number one beauty."

Hearing this, Su Mei quickly climbed off the table and used the napkin to wipe away the filthy fluids Zhu Shuang had left on her. Zhu Shuang pinched Su Mei's pointed chin. "You hide under the kang (heated brick bed) and serve my cock well. If you make me even slightly unhappy, I'll make you perform a squirting act in front of everyone!" Su Mei tearfully agreed. Zhu Shuang patted her pretty face. At this moment, the voices of Old Li, Old Lu, and their group came from outside the door. The naked female anchor quickly crawled under the kang. Zhu Shuang rolled up Su Mei's coat and stuffed it into the kang.

"Director Zhu, you're here so early." Old Lu greeted him warmly. "Are you waiting for the beautiful Su Mei?" He then laughed heartily.

"We didn't get to see the beautiful Su Mei, but we, a bunch of old men, did. Director Zhu must be feeling quite frustrated." Li Yuan chimed in.

Some of the other officials laughed, while others looked somewhat embarrassed.

Laughing might offend Director Zhu, but not laughing would be awkward.

"Old Lu, Old Li, you intellectuals always have so many clever ideas, making fun of me," Zhu Shuang chuckled heartily. "I'm just here to test if the kang (heated brick bed) is warm enough."

Li Yuan, a little embarrassed, said, "Director Zhu, it's rare to find a leader like you who considers his subordinates." Then he realized it sounded too much like flattery; why should a free spirit like himself flatter someone like him?

He quickly added, "Don't misunderstand me, Director Zhu, is my flattery worth the expense of my five-star hotel?"

"Yes, of course it is." Seeing that Zhu Shuang seemed extremely happy today, everyone settled into their seats. A waiter came in and set out the bowls and chopsticks.

"Why hasn't the beautiful Su arrived yet?" Old Lu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"What, you old lecher, still not dead-handed? Director Zhu, ignore him," Li Yuan teased.

"What? You say I'm still lustful? Don't you remember back then when you..." Old Lu started gossiping about Li Yuan.

Just then, Xiao Huang came in, and Zhu Shuang asked, "Why isn't the big anchor Su here yet?" "Oh... Director, she said she received a call from her husband, and it seems she has something to talk about at length, so please don't wait for him," Xiao Huang honestly replied.

"Hey, Old Lu, your plan has failed," Li Yuan sighed deliberately.

Everyone teased and joked with each other again, laughing heartily, filling the private room with a cheerful atmosphere. Various expensive dishes and drinks were successively placed on the table, and Zhu Shuang's vulgar yet amusing jokes added a lot to the atmosphere of the meal.

*** *** *** *** Under the kang (heated brick bed), a different scene unfolded.

The most beautiful woman in S province.

The most beautiful female anchor in the entire province knelt like a dog under the low, stuffy kang, her mouth filled with Zhu Shuang's large, smelly, and filthy penis, sucking it vigorously. Even the lowest of pheasants wouldn't work so undignifiedly in this truly hellish heat.

Su Mei's tears had dried; extreme humiliation had numbed her pride and will to resist. Even the stench of Zhu Shuang's penis no longer made her nauseous. Extreme fear had clouded her reason and emotion; she could only try to bring Zhu Shuang pleasure with her mouth.

Zhu Shuang hooked his foot around Su Mei's bare back, forcing her closer. His thick, long penis shoved into her throat, almost making her whimper. The clever Su Mei instinctively grasped the rudimentary deep-throat technique, using the soft flesh of her throat to serve Zhu Shuang.

"Hmm, the beautiful Su is coming, hurry up, hurry up," Zhu Shuang said. The waiter, hearing this, added a pair of chopsticks to their table. Su Mei understood immediately, her beautiful head moving even faster. On the dark red floor of the kang, Zhu Shuang used his feet instead of his hands, constantly pressing against her fragrant shoulders and jade-like back, penetrating deep into her throat, making her breathless, her beautiful eyes rolling back.

Gradually, Zhu Shuang slowed down, and Su Mei's breathing eased a little. After a while, Zhu Shuang tapped the table with his chopsticks and sped up again. This alternating fast and slow pace continued for nearly an hour, until Su Mei's mouth ached and the excessive humiliation brought tears to her eyes. The beautiful news anchor was already used to the stench of Zhu Shuang's penis, and the prolonged exposure had even evaporated the guests' foot odor, filling the entire area under the kang with an unbearable smell.

"Eat the eggs too," Zhu Shuang said, pinching Su Mei's neck with his knee. The waiter ordered an extra serving of rare silverfish and egg custard, instructing the chef to add extra eggs. Su Mei finally managed to spit out his penis and began licking Zhu Shuang's scrotum with her small, fragrant tongue.

Zhu Shuangshuang lived up to her name. "Anchor Su is very talented." Li Yuan nodded in agreement. "I'm usually strict with Su Mei because I'm confident she'll be an excellent journalist, but she's still young and needs more experience."

"Experience is good," Zhu Shuangshuang praised Li Yuan's words. "Many young people these days are spoiled rotten by their parents, unlike us who have been through a lot." She then squeezed Su Mei tightly with her foot, almost making her suffocate. Su Mei reluctantly took Zhu Shuangshuang's large glans into her mouth again, holding the huge penis that felt like an emperor to her, and began to blow on it with practiced ease.

The atmosphere at the dinner was quite good.

So everyone ate from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. without any sign of leaving. Su Mei had already repeated the movements countless times, which had inadvertently improved her oral skills.

Zhu Shuang sped up again, and his large penis, which had been soaking in the beautiful woman's saliva for two hours, finally struck the tendons with an electric-like pleasure, and powerful waves of semen rushed into the beautiful anchorwoman's mouth.

Su Mei swallowed hard; this was her lunch.

Zhu Shuang's penis went limp, and Su Mei finally breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to vomit up the torment that had tormented her all afternoon, but Zhu Shuang stepped on her back, indicating that she couldn't vomit.

"Hey, I drank too much," Zhu Shuang said drunkenly. Su Mei was a little confused, then suddenly felt liquid coming out of her urethra and quickly caught it with her mouth.

This new liquid wasn't as thick as semen, but it was smelly and plentiful, almost making her cough. Su Mei suddenly understood everything; her already numbed self-esteem and shame were dealt another heavy blow!

Zhu Shuang was urinating in her mouth!

"He treated me like a dog..." Tears of humiliation welled up in Su Mei's eyes. She clearly remembered seeing wild children urinating on the ground for dogs to lick back in the countryside. She never imagined she would suffer such cruel treatment herself.

Too much hot, foul-smelling urine dripped from the corners of Su Mei's mouth, leaving yellow stains on her body. The beautiful news anchor could only swallow desperately, with no time to consider her self-respect.

"Boomshine... the dog didn't catch it well; it needs daily practice," Zhu Shuang chatted with everyone about dog-raising techniques.

Su Mei felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. The thought of her mouth becoming Zhu Shuang's human urinal was unbearable…

After drinking the long, foul-smelling urine, the news anchor felt her mouth filled with an unpleasant odor. Zhu Shuang, refreshed, withdrew his relaxed penis from her lips. Su Mei licked away the remaining urine from the glans with her tongue. Zhu Shuang shook his penis as a reward, the huge shaft slapping Su Mei's face.

Lunch was finally finished. Everyone left the Snow Appreciation Hall, full and satisfied. Su Mei, her face streaked with tears, crawled off the kang (heated brick bed), wrapped herself in her coat, and hurried out of the hall before the waiter arrived.

*** *** *** *** A rather dilapidated law firm in S City.

"Plaintiff: Sun Xin; Defendant: S Yuan Brewery."

"Plaintiff: Lü Bin; Defendant: S City Construction Company."

"Plaintiff: Ma Xiaolian; Defendant: Dongyuan Nightclub."

"Eight cases in total, accumulated over several years. Nobody in S City dares to take them. Why?" Liu Hong asked his assistant, Bai Fang. "It's simple. These defendants all have a powerful backer. This person is all-powerful. A provincial investigation team has come down to investigate, but his influence is immense, and he's extremely secretive. Many illegal activities have been covered up by him. He also relies on Zhu Shuang from the Industry and Commerce Bureau as his henchman… But, hmph." Liu Hong revealed a somewhat sinister smugness. "He forgot that S City still has me, Liu Hong. Others dare not take these cases, but I dare!" "That's not a good idea," Bai Fang, a local, said. "Even Senior Brother Lin doesn't dare offend him. Our small law firm can't afford to."

"Do you know what my nickname was in law school?" Liu Hong's ruthless expression sent a chill down Bai Fang's spine, a young woman who had just graduated from law school. "Listen, junior, my nickname back then was Eagle. It meant that I could unravel even the most complex and unclear secrets, and crack even the most impenetrable black knots." Liu Hong slammed his teacup on the table. "I refuse to believe I can't find the flaws and let this person escape the punishment of Party discipline and national law!" Bai Fang felt a deep respect for this senior, and a soft spot in her heart seemed to be touched. This 23-year-old girl was at the age of idolizing heroes, and Liu Hong, this man, was exactly the kind of person a young girl would easily admire.

This was also one of the reasons she chose to join his law firm.

However, she didn't know that behind Liu Hong's ambition was another accomplice, Lin Yun, the legal star of S City. Only two people in the world knew the ruthlessness of this young man: Liu Hong, his best friend, and his father, who understood his son better than anyone else. Apart from them, even his gentle and understanding wife didn't know his cold-blooded and ruthless side.

Outside the window, dark clouds were gathering over the small town, and a storm seemed imminent. What was to come might not be a clear-cut battle of justice…

What did this mean for Lin Yun? His father, who had endured so many years, seemed to be revealing his sharp edge now.

His beautiful and delicate wife was destined to be a pitiful sacrifice, her sexy and alluring body used to numb the wolves' senses…

Chapter Six:

“Little beauty, did you have fun?” Exhausted both physically and mentally, Su Mei forced herself back into her room, only to be embraced by Zhu Shuang, who was already waiting at the door.

Zhu Shuang's large hands reached inside the anchorwoman's empty coat, wantonly kneading her enormous breasts, which he adored.

Su Mei was so exhausted that her mind was hazy. Zhu Shuang, through her nipple covers, teased her alluring nipples, which were erect from physiological stimulation, while lewdly mocking, "I think you should just give up being human and become a bitch, a wanton bitch."

Su Mei shuddered, and in her hazy consciousness, she felt no aversion to Zhu Shuang's insult. Yes, why not be a bitch? From a young age, Su Mei had been a kind-hearted girl. She would bring milk to stray cats and dogs, and she would try to be gentle when milking cows every morning. This wasn't condescending pity, but rather treating them as her own kind, feeling that making them happy was her duty, and empathizing with their suffering.

This personality influenced every aspect of her life; she always put others before herself, and her life was filled with studies and housework.

She had a younger brother who, due to the patriarchal customs of the countryside, had always been pampered by the family. As the older sister, she always took meticulous care of him in every aspect of life. After he started school, her younger brother struggled with his studies, and every night she patiently tutored him, waiting until he finished his homework before starting her own.

Later, despite her impoverished background, Su Mei was admitted to her dream university in the capital with outstanding grades. Besides her demanding studies, she also worked various part-time jobs to earn her tuition. Lin Yun offered to financially support her multiple times, but she politely declined. She put in extraordinary effort, and after graduation, she applied for a job at a top-tier national radio station. Her simple attire stunned everyone present; even the most elaborately dressed beauties paled in comparison to her breathtaking beauty. Her professional skills were impeccable, but lacking connections, she was deliberately rejected. This beauty among beauties ended up working as a host in the small city of S.

Such a life is exhausting. From a young age, she had to serve her parents and younger brother, study hard, and continue to strive at work, always aiming for perfection and fearing criticism.

"Be a lowly bitch. Open your mouth to catch your master's urine when he needs it, bend over and let him fuck you when he wants it. As long as you please him, you don't have to think about anything else."

In truth, although Su Mei possessed a noble and elegant demeanor, and was dazzlingly beautiful, she was essentially a country girl. Marrying a young man from the village and having a bunch of children would have been enough to make her happy, even though she had no material needs.

Overwhelmed by excessive humiliation and exhaustion, Su Mei subconsciously began to accept Zhu Shuang as her master.

Seeing her dazed and confused eyes, Zhu Shuang knew she had been abused into a trance. He took out a medicated patch from his pocket, peeled off a white pill, and tried to put it into the anchorwoman's mouth.

"Drugs?" The intelligent anchorwoman suddenly regained her senses. This devil might be trying to control her with drugs.

"Hehe, how could it be drugs? Just some stimulants," Zhu Shuang said gently, his large hands kneading her breasts with increasing pressure.

Su Mei's mind drifted into a fog again, and she vaguely felt that the devil before her was incredibly trustworthy and reliable. Her lips parted slightly, and she swallowed the pill. Finally, her bright red lips, like an octopus, sucked on Zhu Shuang's finger.

Zhu Shuang was extremely excited by the female anchor's spontaneous, lewd actions. His index finger, like a penis, was inserted into Su Mei's warm mouth, thrusting in and out repeatedly. "Don't spit it out," he said.

Su Mei's cheeks puffed out as she obediently manipulated Zhu Shuang's index finger. The two opened the door to the room and collapsed onto the luxurious Simmons bed.

Zhu Shuang hadn't lied to Su Mei; the pill was indeed not a drug. But he hadn't told the innocent and kind female anchor the truth either. It wasn't just a stimulant; it was an aphrodisiac with extremely strong stimulants. Such aphrodisiacs not only had a stimulating effect, but long-term use could also accelerate the extraction of the body's essence, altering the endocrine system, and at the cost of greatly damaging the body's internal organs, making women radiate their most brilliant glow. In other words, it wasn't a drug, but poison!

Zhu Shuang naturally didn't care that the pills would cause serious damage to the female anchor's body; he only wanted to enjoy the most beautiful decade or so of this voluptuous, mature body.

Zhu Shuang pulled out his wet, saliva-covered fingers and slapped the female anchor's huge buttocks. "Bend over." Su Mei obediently lay on the bed, raising her plump, round buttocks high. Zhu Shuang lifted the hem of his coat, revealing her dripping, snow-white vulva, and took out two bottles from the wardrobe.

Zhu Shuang opened a bottle of paste-like liquid, parted Su Mei's tender pink labia, and repeatedly applied it. Then he opened another bottle of spray and sprayed it on her lower body.

Aside from an almost numb sense of shame, Su Mei felt a strange sensation in her lower body. She had no idea what kind of excessive discipline she was about to face.

Zhu Shuang opened a box, took out a vibrating egg, and inserted it into Su Mei's vagina.

Su Mei's mind, almost blank in its understanding of sex, had never imagined that there were toys specifically for playing with women. Now, with a cool object inserted into her lower body, extreme fear surged within her, and she cried out, "No, no..." "

It's not up to you." Zhu Shuang turned on the small remote control in her hand, and the vibrating egg buzzed. Su Mei, like a carp that had been cut open, cried out in surprise, her slender waist causing her huge, fragrant buttocks to thrust upwards, creating a mesmerizing wave of flesh.

"Ah... ah... ah." With the annoying vibration of the vibrating egg, the female anchor's voice trembled as well. Her small, fish-mouth-like vagina contracted continuously due to the tingling sensation, causing the vibrating egg to penetrate deeper into her honey hole, and even her pretty little anus tightened accordingly.

Zhu Shuang, captivated by the anchorwoman's beauty, lewdly pinched her soft, supple buttocks, ordering, "Change into size 12."

Su Mei carefully sat up, enduring the tingling, itchy sensation deep within her narrow opening, and opened the wardrobe to find bag number 12. She quickly tore it open, finding a lace-trimmed blouse, a red knee-length pencil skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and dark green high heels inside. She breathed a sigh of relief; she had feared the devil would dress her in something indecent, but it was just ordinary clothes.

Under Zhu Shuang's lewd gaze, the anchorwoman blushed and quickly changed, each slight movement causing her L-cup breasts to ripple.

"What a slut, always shaking her tits to seduce men," Zhu Shuang insulted lewdly.

Su Mei slipped the flesh-colored stockings onto her long, slender legs, put on the high heels, and appeared before Zhu Shuang as a stunningly sexy white-collar woman. The unexpected scene caused the anchorwoman to cover her mouth with her delicate hand.

This professional attire was perfectly suited to Su Mei's height, but because the anchorwoman's breasts were so large and perky, the hem of her shirt was pulled up to her navel, forcing the skirt to rise even higher. However, her buttocks were also so round and shapely that the skirt hem was pulled up very high, revealing her long, slender, white thighs. Su Mei was 168 cm tall, not very tall, but her proportions were excellent. The length of her body was distributed to her delicate neck, slender waist, and legs, especially her long, fleshy, and slender legs, which made her look like those of 175 cm tall European and American supermodels. Therefore, the so-called knee-length skirt became a mere illusion, essentially a mini-skirt.

"Wearing this out?" Su Mei's long-numbed sense of shame reawakened. She took two steps towards Zhu Shuang, but another problem arose. Because the 7 cm heels were too high, her center of gravity was unstable, and Su Mei's large breasts and buttocks, which had been so carefully concealed by the clothes, seemed to rebel, creating astonishing waves of breasts and buttocks!

"No, this absolutely won't do!" Su Mei cried out in her heart. Her naturally subservient knees were about to kneel down and beg Zhu Shuang when she heard a group of voices coming from the corridor. It was Li Yuan and his group.

"Hey, you're all here!" Zhu Shuang said loudly on purpose.

The people outside heard Zhu Shuang's voice coming from the open door and came in one after another, only to see the most beautiful female anchor in the province standing next to Zhu Shuang in a very sexy dress. Pairs of knowing, ambiguous eyes were looking at her, and Su Mei wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

"Oh, the great anchor Su just called me in to fix the camera." Zhu Shuang pointed to the camera on the table and lied casually.

Old Lu was a completely guileless and blunt brute. "Oh my, great anchor Su, what you're wearing is... really trendy! That's right, the word, fashionable!"

"Su Mei, we're all a little cold looking at you dressed like that." Li Yuan was actually dissatisfied with the female anchor's inappropriate clothing, but then he thought that young people love to look good, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Already feeling utterly ashamed and indignant, Su Mei could only awkwardly force an elegant and composed smile, managing to brush it off with a few teasing remarks.

"What's the afternoon agenda?" Zhu Shuang asked the driver, Xiao Huang, in the crowd with

a simple, honest expression. "Director Zhu, the plan is to go to the heated hall to see the snow this afternoon," Xiao Huang replied dutifully.

Zhu Shuang immediately led everyone off. Su Mei, wearing delicate high heels, her breasts and back undulating alluringly, resembled a shameless prostitute desperately shaking her hips and breasts to seduce men. Seeing this lewd scene, many men in the crowd had already created unsightly bulges in their pants.

The prideful Su Mei forced back tears. Her

only stroke of luck was that Zhu Shuang had mercifully turned off the remote-controlled vibrator in her vagina. However, she felt an annoying itch in the area where the medicine had been applied to her genitals, and she desperately wanted to scratch it with her fingernails.

Enduring all sorts of humiliating and unbearable abuse, Su Mei desperately tried to maintain her elegant demeanor. A closer look would reveal her plump, jade-like legs walking with an unnatural gait beneath flesh-colored stockings.

"Really, you're so lewd! You've ruined your perfectly good clothes, exposing your thighs. Are you trying to get everyone to gang rape you?" As they rounded the corner, Zhu Shuang secretly rubbed Su Mei's plump buttocks when no one was looking, wantonly insulting her near her small earlobe.

Chapter Seven:

The snow fell heavier and heavier in a high-end villa in S City.

The spacious and ancient building was constructed by Russian colonists in the late 19th and early 20th centuries and now belonged to a high-ranking official in S City. The heating made the entire house warm and cozy. The living room was large, but sparsely furnished, with only a bookshelf holding a few books and framed photographs. A faded plush carpet covered the center, upon which sat a coffee table and three sofas. If anything caught the eye, it was the decorative Soviet-made carbine hanging on the wall.

Lin Yun sat on the sofa and picked up a stack of documents from the coffee table.

An elderly man sat on another sofa, his gaze weathered yet gentle, but if you looked closely, you would notice a sharp, sword-like killing intent emanating from him from time to time.

"You can't accomplish anything with just paper," the old man said, his voice gentle yet authoritative.

"Dad!" Lin Yun looked up, his glasses gleaming with the sharp light unique to young people. "As long as we follow these clues, with your connections in the city, we'll definitely be able to take that person down!" The old man fell silent, walking to the wall and stroking the gun on it. "Two of my three sons were soldiers. Your eldest brother sacrificed his life on the front lines of the self-defense counterattack war, and my second brother voluntarily went to the most arduous Northwest for training.

Only you studied in a big city school and became a lawyer. From a young age, you were the most favored." Lin Yun was silent for a while, then walked behind the old man. "Dad, that person is the culprit behind our family tragedy. Taking him down is also my eldest brother's wish in heaven." Lin Yun never understood why the old man only spoke well of that person when the work team came to S City to investigate. That person was our enemy.

The old man seemed not to hear him. "But your mother and I have spoiled you too much since you were little. You've always lived in a peaceful world. You don't understand that many things in this world come at a heavy price—yes, a heavy price, a price you can't bear."

Lin Yun lowered his head. "But we have absolute evidence, and we have the connections to investigate and utilize that evidence."

"Your evidence is at most supplementary." The old man's lips twitched, and he said nothing more.

From those words, Lin Yun sensed his father's hidden murderous intent.

"You must be prepared to make sacrifices," the old man suddenly said.

"Dad, I'm willing to pay any price," Lin Yun said through gritted teeth.

"These prices may not just be promotions or demotions in officialdom, or the destruction of your reputation; they may involve bloodshed, or even worse. You may lose your closest loved ones," the old man said meaningfully.

Lin Yun looked at his father's aged back and felt a pang of sadness. "Dad, don't worry, I know all this."

The old man nodded, turned, and patted Lin Yun's shoulder. Lin Yun suddenly remembered that when the old man patted his shoulder before, it meant "agreement." A surge of excitement welled up inside him. The father and son's burning gazes met in the bitterly cold winter of S City, intertwined for a grand plan.

The two returned to the sofa. The old man picked up the cup on the table, took a sip of tea, and suddenly asked, "I should be at the age to hold my grandson. What do you and Xiaomei think?" The old man's second son was busy with work and hadn't even gotten married yet. Only his youngest son had married the most beautiful woman in S City, and even the entire province. The hope of having a grandson rested on the young couple.

"Sigh, I'll bring this up with Xiaomei when she gets back from L Mountain Villa," Lin Yun said. "Xiaomei was working as a livestreamer the other day, and I was busy with the law firm. We were both too busy to think about these things." The old man nodded thoughtfully. "Very good, very good."

The snow fell even harder, the wind whipping the snow, the snow riding the wind. The father and son in the greenhouse seemed oblivious to the devastation this fierce and ferocious blizzard would unleash.

*** *** *** *** Night fell quickly. Tianhai Nightclub, S City.

"Get out here!" A seemingly refined but actually muscular and violent man had already taken down three people, and the entire place was in chaos.

"Calm down, please calm down," the slick-haired manager frantically tried to soothe the man's emotions. "I'll go inform Brother Wen right away."

"Just say Hongyi is looking for him," the man spat rudely.

A moment later, the manager ran out and led him inside.

After navigating a smoke-filled corridor of an underground gambling den, we finally arrived at a small office at the end. Opening the door, a bald, extremely tall man sat behind a desk, while two burly men from Northeast China stood in front of him, discussing something. They were both top figures in the S City South underworld, and in the slang of the then-popular Hong Kong movies, they were

both bosses. Seeing Hong Yi enter, the seated man stood up and walked over to the young man. His fierce eyes scanned him from head to toe.

After half a minute, the fierce man reached out and hugged the young man.

"Brother Wen, long time no see."

"I was wondering when I'd gained an enemy named Hong Yi, turns out it's you, Liu Hong." Brother Wen looked at this young man he considered a brother.

This young man was, of course, Lin Yun's good friend, Liu Hong. Liu Hong was born in the gang-ridden South District. Despite being an excellent student, he was always bullied by the local bullies, only Brother Wen protected him.

Brother Wen was a ruthless fighter and a master of networking, a big shot in Nancheng, yet he always showed great care for his quiet, distant cousin. Following Brother Wen, Liu Hong not only kept up with his studies but also developed impressive martial arts skills. Time flew by, and soon Liu Hong was admitted to a university in the capital with excellent grades, where he met his fellow townsman, Lin Yun, in a new world.

Brother Wen's influence grew, eventually submitting to the Nancheng gang, but he heeded Liu Hong's advice: gambling and prostitution were acceptable, but he would never touch drugs, so he had no criminal record.

After Liu Hong returned to S City, he didn't see Brother Wen for a long time, but their bond of brotherhood remained unbroken. Outsiders couldn't understand their deep, blood-like affection.

"You..."

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