Death from gang rape

The gang rape and death.
"It's time..."
The pot-bellied man looked at Tian'er with satisfaction and sighed, "Little girl, what a pity. Uncle has had enough of you. Let me send you on your way. I'll untie your ropes, and you can dance one last dance for Uncle." With that, he picked up an electrical cord and strangled Tian'er's delicate neck.
"No... Waaah... Don't kill... me..."
Tian'er's final scream was cut short by a sob. Her throat was already constricted, and she could no longer make a sound. Tian'er naturally struggled desperately, but because her mobility was largely suppressed, she appeared somewhat "reserved." Her fair face turned pale blue, her hands gripping the large hand choking her throat, her fair and shapely legs kicking wildly in extreme pain.
She began her dance of death. Her whole body convulsed violently, her slender neck stretched long by the cord, her face turning purple, her tongue grotesquely protruding from her mouth, and her bare thighs twitching like a chicken that had been drained of blood. This feeling was terrifying! Sweetie's entire body convulsed violently, her arms twitching uncontrollably, her legs kicking frantically, and she coughed incoherently. She saw stars, her head buzzed, her breasts swelled, and her nipples hardened. Time ticked by; Sweetie's breathing was completely cut off, but she was still alive and conscious. Sweetie struggled desperately, her legs kicking wildly, but after a few kicks, her body tensed, her toes pointed, and her legs clamped together, a gurgling
sound escaping her throat. Her small hands gripped the pot-bellied man's arm, trying to move it away, but because she was suddenly being choked, resistance was futile. Moreover, the difference in strength between men and women was vast; a small arm couldn't twist a large thigh! Sweetie struggled desperately, trying to breathe, but the sinister electrical wire choked her throat; she could neither break free nor inhale a single breath. The man's grip tightened, and Sweetie could almost hear the cracking sound of her throat bones being squeezed.
Sweetie felt a deafening roar in her head, followed by blacking out and a pounding sensation in her chest. She opened her mouth wide, desperately trying to breathe, but her lungs felt like folded plastic bags, unable to take in any air. The girl was now tightly strangled; her legs were no longer a threat to the pot-bellied man, and only her hands could frantically claw and scratch, but she couldn't reach him. She could only try to grab the large hand that was strangling her neck, but it was too tight, leaving no room for escape. She could no longer make a sound.
The pot-bellied man then used his right hand to forcefully rub Sweetie's beautiful vulva, causing her sexual desire to surge again. She instinctively tried to gasp for air, but the man simultaneously tightened his grip on her neck, making it impossible for her to breathe. The hand on Sweetie's neck tightened further, and she could hear a cracking sound in her throat. Sweetie's consciousness gradually blurred, her eyes involuntarily rolled upwards, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of her mouth.
The pot-bellied man delivered a heavy punch to her lower abdomen. With a "hiss," Tian'er's vaginal fluids and semen gushed from her vagina. Watching Tian'er struggle frantically and helplessly beneath him, moaning incessantly, he felt no pity; instead, it fueled his desire to kill her. Tian'er's expression had relaxed somewhat, no longer contorted as drastically, though her mouth remained distorted to one side. A look of resentment lingered on her face; it seemed the girl perhaps already knew she was about to face death.
Her eyes remained fixed on the ceiling, then suddenly welled up with tears, one rolling down her cheek. The surrounding men felt a pang of sadness, but it was too late to turn back; they could only watch silently. The pot-bellied man numbly continued tightening the cord. His large hand tightened, and Tian'er's pale face gradually turned bluish. Due to the pain of suffocation, her body writhed desperately, her legs kicking wildly. The girl felt extremely dizzy, her consciousness fading. It must be admitted that watching a beautiful woman struggle in agony was an extremely stimulating experience. Sweetie's eyes were tightly closed, her breathing rapid, her beautiful face flushed red from suffocation, and painful groans escaped her throat. This further stimulated the male hormones of these beastly men, making them even more aroused. Some of the men around her began to masturbate.
Sweetie's leg kicks slowed down, becoming almost invisible. She stretched her legs out parallel, toes pointed, as if trying to touch something. Sweetie let out incoherent screams, her whole body twisting violently, her two fair thighs flailing wildly, her hands twitching incessantly, her eyes wide open, her tongue twisted out, her long brown hair falling down to cover half her face. Her struggles gradually weakened, and soon, Sweetie's legs went limp. She looked at the men who had murdered her with eyes filled with resentment, pain, and lust, her beautiful and passionate body swaying, one hand gliding in a willow-like arc in the air as she struggled, before collapsing to the ground as softly and gently as a ballerina in the death of a swan. Sweetie's large eyes widened, her eyeballs slowly rolling upwards. Her hands, freed from the man's arms around her neck, began to flail wildly in the air. The muscles of her abdomen and thighs gradually tensed and stiffened, her feet arching, toes pointing towards the ground, like a perfect ballet dancer. Her beautiful face, accompanied by her large eyes that were almost entirely white, contorted slightly. Her abdomen and legs remained tense, her hands slightly bent towards her neck, stretched upwards stiffly in the air. A few seconds later, her stiff body began to tremble unconsciously, her legs clamping tightly together, her genitals and tightly pressed thighs forming a triangular depression, which was suddenly filled with slightly whitish vaginal fluid.
Sweetie's tormented, fair body remained in this position, the trembling intensifying into strong spasms and convulsions. Large amounts of vaginal fluid gushed from her genitals like a hidden spring, overflowing between her legs and flowing down her outer thighs. A pool of vaginal fluid covered her buttocks, still weakly dripping from her labia. Sweetie's tongue lolled out slightly, saliva dripping uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth, her entire body seemingly submerged in water.
Suddenly, Sweetie stopped convulsing, her whole body stiffened, her arms stretched straight upwards, her breasts hardened from intense engorgement, strings of milk droplets squeezed from her nipples, milky white semen gushed from her labia, her pupils rolled back completely, her round little mouth wide open, her tongue stiffly sticking out as if trying to lick something, emitting lewd "uh-uh" sounds from her throat. With each sound, Sweetie's body arched upwards forcefully, her tongue desperately reaching upwards, semen gushing out with each thrust, her outstretched arms suddenly trembling violently and helplessly again, as if releasing unbearable pain and climax. Her face began to stiffen, a sticky substance, possibly saliva or snot, dribbling from her nose and slightly open mouth, sticking to her face.
The pot-bellied man used an electrical cord like a pair of pliers to clamp down on her throat, then pressed his entire body against hers.
In the dim light of the tin shack, he saw Tian'er staring at him in terror, her eyes filled with surprise, fear, pain, and despair. She tried to pry his hands off with her delicate fingers, but the woman's strength seemed so weak before him; even her long fingernails couldn't pierce his rough skin.
Tian'er's head swayed from side to side, her hands clawing wildly at her neck and chest, her long legs sometimes flying through the air, sometimes kicking wildly on the ground. Her slender waist arched and bent repeatedly, her chest heaving with these movements. He looked at Tian'er's face; her already large eyes were wide open, her face flushed red, the muscles in her face contorted. Then, Tian'er's struggles lessened; her legs stopped kicking wildly and began to clamp together and spasm slightly, her entire body stiffening, her beautiful breasts barely rising and falling. Finally, Tian'er died. This beautiful, innocent, and lovely seventeen-year-old girl was finally brutally murdered after being tortured, raped, and humiliated.
Then, the pot-bellied man released the electrical cord binding Tian'er. Tian'er's body was finally free; it slowly slid off the table and collapsed limply onto the floor. The wounds on her body no longer caused her pain or spasms, and her groans ceased. The pot-bellied man squatted down, grabbed Tian'er's brown hair, and forcefully turned her face back towards the ground. He stared at Tian'er's beautiful face, staring at her face. Tian'er's once innocent and lovely face was now frozen in the expression of her dying moments: her almond-shaped eyes wide open, her tongue lolling out, in unbearable agony.

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