The End of the Female Bandit Leader

The End of the Female Bandit Leader

Author: Shi Yan Word Count: 8614

A three-mile-long stretch of rocky beach along the Xihe River was completely surrounded by fully armed soldiers. In the widest part of the riverbank, dozens of military police wearing white helmets and carrying guns formed two lines, creating an open space about ten meters wide.

Three officers wearing peaked caps, several male and female reporters with cameras, and about a dozen rough-handed women stood on the riverbank near the road. About a hundred men and women of varying ages and dressed in different colors stood on either side of the military police cordon, quietly waiting for the execution vehicle to arrive.

Fang Sujuan was the most notorious female bandit in the area, not only young and beautiful but also ruthless and merciless. She was originally the only daughter of Fang Laoxiu, a scholar from a nearby village. At the age of seventeen, she became an orphan due to a plague outbreak in the streets and was later kidnapped by the notorious bandit Hou Heizi and taken to the mountains. She had initially intended to commit suicide, but later discovered that life in the mountain stronghold was far easier than in ordinary households. Moreover, although the bandits were rough, they were like the Liangshan heroes in *Water Margin*, very loyal and righteous. She abandoned her suicidal thoughts and wholeheartedly became the stronghold's wife.

However, the life of constant danger was short-lived. The following year, Hou Heizi was shot and killed in a battle with another group of bandits. She, in turn, took up her husband's mantle and became the leader of the stronghold. Soon after, having received some education and possessing a sharp mind, she led her men to cleverly eliminate the bandits who had killed Hou Heizi, simultaneously expanding her stronghold and becoming the largest band of outlaws for hundreds of miles around.

But a woman is a woman, and it's difficult to gain a foothold in a male-dominated field. She believed that to earn men's respect, she had to be more ruthless and vicious than them. Therefore, after becoming the leader of the stronghold, she grew more ambitious and ruthless year by year.

She personally castrated and killed the second-in-command and several other bandit leaders who dared to covet her beauty, gradually forgetting the principles of Robin Hood-like heroes—robbing the rich to help the poor and prioritizing money over life. She not only indiscriminately robbed the rich and poor alike, but also killed indiscriminately, ordering her men to humiliate the wives and daughters of those who dared to curse her to her face. This caused her to lose the support of the

people, and even those who had once lived in the stronghold began to leave, leaving her isolated. Finally, one day, she robbed a cartload of weapons being transported to the local garrison, angering the Nationalist army. Lacking the support of the common people and constantly at their mercy, the stronghold was soon breached, and she was captured alive. Such a notorious bandit leader naturally met a bad end; only five days after her capture, her superiors approved her death sentence and issued an execution order.

Fang Sujuan's reputation in the area was even greater than that of Commander Sun. Coupled with her already widespread fame for her beauty, people from far and wide wanted to see this femme fatale for themselves. The military initially planned to execute her publicly, but fearing that too many onlookers might cause unforeseen complications, they decided to execute her secretly.

Before dawn, the army had already taken control of the area along the riverbank, five miles upstream and downstream. Instead of using the usual prison vans, three cars from the local provincial party headquarters were borrowed to transport Fang Sujuan discreetly from the prison to a side road only a mile from the makeshift execution ground.

The authorities spread the word that the higher-ups wanted to review Fang Sujuan's case, and that the families of the victims she had murdered should gather to await trial. Under this pretext, several trucks were used to transport them to the execution ground, only to reveal that they were there to witness the execution of the female bandit. The victims were naturally overjoyed. In addition, the official newspaper was notified that its front page would be reserved for the day's news, and reporters were sent to cover the important story.

As dawn broke, three black cars pulled up on the road beside the execution ground. Six burly men in plainclothes, wearing top hats and carrying pistols, got out of the first two cars and stood in two rows beside the middle one. Then, the front door of the middle car opened, and a burly man in plainclothes got out and opened the back door. Finally, two more men in plainclothes climbed out of the car and, one in front and one behind, escorted a young woman out.

The woman was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a fair, oval face, thin, thick eyebrows, curved eyes, a high nose, and small red lips. Her shiny black hair was tied up in a bun at the back of her head, adorned with a large red silk flower. She was incredibly beautiful. She was of medium to tall stature, neither fat nor thin, wearing a tight-fitting black silk shirt and trousers, and black satin embroidered shoes. She was tightly bound with a yellow hemp rope as thick as her little finger, and a death warrant was stuck behind her back.

The rope, crisscrossed at her chest and cinched at her waist, tightened her already fitted blouse, making her breasts appear like two round mounds, and clearly outlining her slender waist and shapely hips. The men around her swallowed hard, while the women cursed inwardly with envy.

Fang Sujuan remained calm, her eyes wide, a cold smile playing on her lips, looking at everyone without fear, as if she were the master of this land.

Two burly men, holding her hostage, calmly walked from the car to the center of the field, to a group led by three officers. Cameras snapped away at her, and she seemed quite pleased with this arrangement.

The highest-ranking officer, a major, stepped forward, staring at her chest for a long time, until her fair face flushed red.

"Fang Sujuan, you have been sentenced to death for leading a band of outlaws, robbing and murdering. Do you have anything to say?"

"So what if I die? Since I became the leader, I've risked my life. What am I afraid of? Kill me or torture me, come on! If I cry out in pain, I'm not a hero!" Of course, she wasn't a hero, but she looked heroic at the moment.

"Good! You've got guts! There are orders from above. Many local gentry and common people have been harmed by you. It can't be settled with just one bullet. So today, we have specially invited representatives of the people who were harmed back then to execute you. You wait and see!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Sujuan's heart skipped a beat, and her face turned green. These people harbored deep hatred for her, and now that they had the opportunity, she wondered how they would torment her. Just imagining their crimes was enough to make her feel uneasy. But she had once been the leader of the mountain stronghold, a female tyrant whose every stomp could shake the entire mountain. She couldn't let anyone see her fear. Fortunately, her opponent was, after all, an official, so she wouldn't suffer too much humiliation.

Although she was forced to marry him, she ultimately slept with Hou Heizi herself. And after Heizi's death, she remained a widow, refusing to remarry. Because she came from a scholarly family, even though she was a bandit, she valued chastity more than most. Therefore, to die innocent, she didn't care about enduring any punishment.

The major turned to the small group of women behind him and said, "Alright, now you can avenge your victims. This female bandit is yours to deal with, but don't injure or damage her. After execution, her body will be displayed publicly; don't make her unrecognizable."

"Don't worry, sir, we promise we won't leave her with a single scar."

Hearing the major's words, Fang Sujuan felt even more at ease. He was actually letting a group of women deal with her, which was much better than having those stinky men drag her around. But after hearing the rest, she felt uneasy. On the surface, they didn't want her to get hurt, but they wanted to make her suffer without getting hurt—their method must be crooked. It was precisely because she couldn't figure out what they were up to that she was even more afraid. Although she still wore a cold smile and held her chest high, her legs couldn't stop trembling.

A dozen or so women surrounded her, and the two burly men who had been supporting her left her where she was and then retreated to the outside of the circle.

They surrounded her, silent, but the strange smiles in their eyes sent chills down her spine.

"Who are you? I've never seen you before. We have no past grudges or recent conflicts, what do you want with me?" Her voice trembled slightly; the silent pressure they exerted on her was more unbearable than rolling thunder.

"Who are we? Of course you won't remember, because you've killed too many people." Two women around twenty years old spoke up. They were considered young and pretty among the group of women, and their attire suggested they were maids from a wealthy family.

"You should remember Hu Family Village three years ago, right? You should remember the gentry Master Hu of Hu Family Village, right? You shot and killed my master and eldest son without asking any questions, and robbed Master Hu's family of countless gold and silver treasures. My eldest mistress and third young lady came out to reason with you, but you actually ordered female bandits to strip them naked, tie them together with ropes, and parade them through the streets and alleys of Hu Family Village, forcing them to commit suicide by jumping into a well because they were too ashamed to face anyone. Let me tell you, we are the third young lady's personal maids, and we've come today to avenge my mistress and young lady!"

Fang Sujuan suddenly remembered that it was true, and thought to herself: This time, I'm really in deep trouble.

"Fang Sujuan! Look at me again!" This time it was a woman with gray hair and a weathered face, but it was still clear that she must have been quite beautiful in her youth. "Remember? Two years ago, you led a group to Wujiapo to rob us. You stole all the seeds we had kept for farming, and you even shot and killed my husband and son. I fought you to the death, and you had me stripped naked and, in front of the whole village, stabbed me in the groin with a wooden stick. After you left, I wanted to kill myself, but I hadn't avenged my family. How could I end it all? I survived for two years by begging for food. At twenty-nine, my hair is as white as a sixty or seventy-year-old woman's, all for this day!"

Good heavens! How did they find her to kill me? Fang Sujuan's hair stood on end.

"Fang Sujuan, you filthy bitch! That year you went to Jiangjia Town and forced my widowed sister-in-law to become a bandit in the mountains. When she refused, you had someone tie her trouser legs, stuff an old cat into her crotch, tighten the belt, and beat the cat with a stick. The cat was in pain and scratched and clawed wildly, tearing my sister-in-law's genitals to shreds. She died within two days. Today, I'm going to get revenge for my sister-in-law!" Oh

my god! Fang Sujuan felt her legs go weak, her anus contracted incessantly, and a strong urge to defecate surged through her.

"And me! You wanted my daughter to be your maid, and she refused, so you hung her naked upside down from the big tree at the village entrance and whipped her genitals until she was beaten to death!"

Fang Sujuan turned her head and looked around, trying to find a way out of this circle of women. She felt their gazes were like fiery snakes, coiling around her, burning her with sweat as if she had been doused with water, making it hard for her to breathe.

"And..."

"And..."

"And..."

"..."

Before they could finish recounting their own and their relatives' misfortunes, Fang Sujuan collapsed to the ground, her already fair face turning as white as paper. Sweat soaked through her clothes, making the black silk cling tightly to her flesh. She felt the muscles in her lower body contracting stronger and stronger, and finally, she couldn't control herself, and both feces and urine flowed out, stinking and staining her crotch. Her previous heroic spirit had vanished, and she began to wail and beg for mercy.

"What a heroine, what a heroine! She hasn't even laid a hand on anyone yet, and she's already like this.

What a disgrace!" "If only she had known this would happen!" The crowd began to murmur amongst themselves.

It wasn't that Fang Sujuan didn't want to be a hero or a heroine. If those soldiers had really killed her, she might have stood tall and faced death, even if it meant being torn to pieces. But the ones who were going to get rid of her were women just like herself, and each of them was filled with hatred. She didn't know what they wanted. Moreover, listening to their accusations and thinking about what she had done, she couldn't muster any courage, and naturally, she lost the right to be a hero. Once she had urinated and soiled herself, and all the shame she could have shown, she just gave up and let it go.

"Fang Sujuan, how you ruined other women back then, today we'll deal with you the same way!" As they spoke, the group of women surrounded her.

"Ah! No! No! I'm so sorry! Please, please let me go, don't embarrass me, we're all women!" Although Fang Sujuan was afraid, she hadn't forgotten her shame. She desperately tried to dodge the hands that were about to strip her clothes off, but how could she, already tightly bound, resist a dozen large, rough hands?

"We're all women! You call yourself a woman? When you were abusing other women, why didn't you say you were a woman too?"

She was speechless. As the saying goes: Heaven's sins can be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable.

At this moment, Fang Sujuan only wished there was a crack in the ground she could crawl into, a bowl of water to drown her, or a piece of tofu to crush her to death, but there was no chance of dying. With her hands tied behind her back, she couldn't protect her private parts, let alone resist the dozen or so hands reaching out.

Those hands belonged to manual laborers, lacking the martial arts skills to take on ten men single-handedly, yet they easily seized a woman bound like a dumpling. Tearing thin silk was no problem for them either; the constant ripping and tearing sounds filled the air as Fang Sujuan's silk blouse was reduced to shreds.

"Tear it all off! Don't leave her a single thread! Let her be naked in front of the men!" The women gritted their teeth, pulling out every last strip of cloth from under the ropes. Fang Sujuan had no choice but to plead, her bare, white back exposed to the hundreds of men and women.

"This slut's skin is really tender; the men will definitely love it. Bring her over there so they can see her up close. Take her shoes off first; men all love women's feet."

Not all the women in this group were relatives of the victims. One of them was a brothel madam, there to avenge the former courtesan. Another woman was a butcher's wife, hired by her cousin to avenge his wife.

This madam knew men and women best, and therefore knew exactly how to deal with Fang Sujuan. The women quickly lifted Fang Sujuan upside down, letting her scream as they stripped off her shoes and socks, revealing her thin, slightly bent feet. Since foot binding wasn't common here, they were naturally white and tender feet, so sexy they made the men drool.

"Come on, carry her over and let those men see her first." With that, Fang Sujuan was lifted upside down and dragged back and forth along the police line in the open space. A chorus of women's gnashing teeth and hateful screams, along with gasps and groans from the men, erupted from the crowd.

Fang Sujuan recognized those sounds; her own male bandits had made the same gasps and groans when she had harmed other women years ago. The meaning behind those sounds was crystal clear. Now, Fang Sujuan herself blushed crimson with shame at those sounds. She knew this wasn't the end; even more humiliating things were yet to come.

Sure enough, upon returning to the starting point, a woman asked the madam, "What's next?"

"Of course, we'll take off her bodice, and let her show off those two little slutty breasts to everyone." Fang Sujuan twisted and turned desperately, crying and pleading, but she was still lifted up face down, her body arched back, her chest thrust forward, several hands behind her back untying the straps, and then, with a swift, forceful pull, the red bodice was ripped off.

The moment her breasts were revealed, not only the surrounding men, but even the women stripping her couldn't help but gasp in astonishment. Her small breasts were so beautiful, round like inverted bowls, of perfect size, white as jade, tender as new bamboo shoots, the pointed nipples on the peaks like two red agates. Her breasts stood erect, and as the women tossed and turned her body, they only trembled slightly, unlike the swaying of ordinary women; truly alluring.

"This little slut is so alluring, why don't we let her bewitch those old men?" As they spoke, the men carried her around the riverbank again.

Fang Sujuan, utterly ashamed, kept her head down, eyes closed, unable to meet the lustful gazes of the group, while still pleading for mercy.

After swimming back, even a fool would know what to do next. Before the madam could speak, several men had already unbuckled her belt and, with a swift movement, pulled down her black silk trousers. Back then, people didn't wear underwear; they wore trousers without anything underneath. Once the trousers were off, there were no clothes underneath.

Fang Sujuan's two long, straight, fair, and plump legs were visible, her large, round, white buttocks perched high. Her flat stomach, flat from regular exercise, revealed a deep navel, and a tuft of dark hair below her abdomen slightly concealed her private parts. The women laid the soiled trousers on the ground—evidence of her cowardice—and then fetched some water from the river to wash away the excrement Fang Sujuan had produced herself.

"Come on, show them this little slut's stinking cunt!" The madam's words, without allowing Fang Sujuan a chance to struggle, were met with a group of women grabbing her arms and legs, lifting her up, and dragging her towards the crowd. She cried in humiliation, trying to curl up, but one person couldn't possibly resist a dozen or so, and her legs were forcibly spread apart.

The madam continued to verbally humiliate her while using her hands to separate her buttocks and labia for the onlookers. Only then did Fang Sujuan deeply regret her past actions.

Strangely enough, when women abuse another woman, their skill and energy surpass even that of men. In the bandit world, there were rules against harassing women. Even when she was captured and brought to the mountain, Hou Heizi only imprisoned her; he didn't force himself on her, because anyone who committed adultery could be killed, regardless of whether they were from the underworld or the legitimate world.

But Fang Sujuan was a woman, and therefore not subject to such restrictions, which allowed her to act so recklessly. Furthermore, she particularly enjoyed seeing women cry with humiliation; now that it was her turn, she realized how unbearable that feeling was. These women not only hated her, but were also jealous of her beauty, and this jealousy intensified their humiliation of her.

This included the reporters. It's not surprising that men like beautiful women with bare bottoms; what was strange were two young female reporters, presumably unmarried young women, who also joined in taking pictures of Fang Sujuan. At first, they were somewhat uncomfortable seeing Fang Sujuan's naked bottom, but after thinking about what she had done, they changed their minds.

They not only took pictures, but also specifically photographed the most indecent scenes. While the male reporters always chose angles that fully showcased Fang Sujuan's physical beauty, mainly photographing her breasts and hips, these two female reporters focused specifically on photographing everything between her legs.

It was at this moment that Fang Sujuan understood why they had specifically chosen several women to kill her—so that they could humiliate her without restraint. But it was too late for regrets. With her legs spread wide, displaying her private parts to everyone present, and knowing they intended to leave her body on the riverbank for all to see after her death, she felt as if she had been raped by countless men. Besides weeping, she had no other recourse.

The humiliation was far from over. After displaying Fang Sujuan naked, the women began posing her in various lewd positions, parading her around the area. When the madam herself couldn't think of any more novel positions, she directed the women to continue parading her while simultaneously subjecting Fang Sujuan to corporal punishment.

The first form of torture involved stretching her ligaments; two women held her arms while others grabbed her legs and spread them as wide as possible. Although Fang Sujuan had learned some martial arts from Hou Heizi for a few days after going up the mountain and practiced every morning, she was far inferior to those who had practiced martial arts since childhood. She couldn't even do a split. Besides, even if she could, they wouldn't bend her too much; their goal was to make her feel pain. Did they think she had some rudimentary martial arts skills?

They did split her legs vertically and then horizontally, and after splitting her legs, they forced her to bend backward, making her howl in pain, but they didn't leave a single scratch.

After all that, the madam grinned maliciously, "Girls, this slut should know what it's like to be in pain as a woman."

With that, she first pinched Fang Sujuan's nipples with her fingers, causing Fang Sujuan to scream in pain, her snow-white body arching like a shrimp. Then she grabbed Fang Sujuan's entire breast and squeezed it hard; this time the pain was even more intense, making Fang Sujuan sweat profusely and tremble like a leaf. Finally, she parted Fang Sujuan's labia, pinched her clitoris, and squeezed it as hard as she had with her nipples. This time, she knew what it felt like to be whipped in that area.

You see, that's the most sensitive part of a woman's body; even a gentle rubbing from a man can be unbearable, let alone being pinched by hand. She screamed like a pig being slaughtered, her whole body trembling like a leaf, almost losing her soul. She just hoped the madam would loosen her grip, but the pain was so intense she couldn't even speak. The madam was truly ruthless; once she started pinching, she wouldn't let go until the woman fainted from the pain.

Then, they poured water on her to wake her, and another woman came and repeated the process. If they had continuously pinched her most painful spots, she might have developed a stronger resistance, but their alternating light and heavy stimulation made the pain unbearable. She fainted again and again, only to be tortured again upon waking. Only then did she understand what it meant to be worse than dead.

And that wasn't all. The madam, who made her living in a brothel, had many tricks up her sleeve for dealing with women. After the intense pain, she could inflict another, even more terrible torment on Fang Sujuan. When she found the madam, the officer had already told her why he wanted to see her, so she was well-prepared.

She took out a small leather pouch and a bamboo support from her pocket. The bamboo support resembled a duck's bill. The madam had others lift Fang Sujuan up on her back, pulling her forcefully to prevent her from struggling. Then, she inserted the bamboo support into Fang Sujuan's vagina, pinching the back to open the "duck's bill" of the support, stretching the female bandit leader's vagina into a deep hole. Then, she opened a leather pouch, tilted the opening towards Fang Sujuan's vagina, and pulled the bamboo support out.

This was one of the cruelest methods used by clients to deal with disobedient prostitutes. The pouch contained short, stubbled hair, cut to a mere two centimeters long. Once inside the vagina, the vagina closed automatically under abdominal pressure, leaving the stubbled hair stuck to the vaginal walls—not too deep, not too shallow, causing a continuous, painful, numb, and itchy sensation, like ants crawling all over the vagina.

Generally, after this torture, a woman's life was over, because until the stubbled hair was expelled, she could never have sex with a man again. Moreover, she had to endure that horrifying tingling and itching sensation at all times. The prostitutes were the brothel owner's cash cow, which was why he couldn't bear to treat them like this, but Fang Sujuan was different. If it weren't for the officials wanting to kill her, he would have really wanted to bring her to the brothel to make money for him for several years.

After finishing the hair stubble, the brothel owner inserted his fingers into Fang Sujuan's vagina, poking around a couple of times to make as much of the stubble as possible stick to her vaginal walls. Then he had everyone put her down, with only two people still supporting her, making her walk around as a public spectacle.

Waves of that strange sensation washed over her. Fang Sujuan cursed the brothel owner's ancestors to the eighteenth generation in her heart, but she couldn't resist that unforgettable tingling and itching sensation; this pain was even more terrifying than the previous kneading. If she stayed still in one position, the stimulation was slightly less intense, but they insisted on dragging her around. Every movement of her feet caused itching and pain inside her, so she could only try to spread her legs as wide as possible, looking exactly like a slut in heat, which drew bursts of laughter.

That wasn't all. The madam had the soldiers erect a wooden frame taller than a person, and several women hung Fang Sujuan halfway up it, smearing a thin layer of honey on the inside of her legs and genitals. This caused a terrible reaction; swarms of ants, attracted by the scent, crawled up her feet and legs. No woman is immune to ants, and Fang Sujuan, with her delicate skin, was especially terrified. Watching the ants crawl towards her, she jumped wildly, each jump causing unbearable itching and pain in her vagina. But even if she didn't jump, the ants would still cause her the same agony.

"Please, aunties and grandmas! Spare me! I know I was wrong! Let me die! In my next life, I'll be your slave to repay your kindness!"

she pleaded. The others laughed, laughing at their enemy's current state of utter disgrace, laughing at this once-powerful bandit who had terrorized the surrounding villages, now living a life worse than death.

This punishment continued until everyone was tired of watching. When the butcher's wife took a rifle from a military policeman and walked towards her, Fang Sujuan burst into tears again, calling out "Dear Mother, Dear Grandmother!" as if the butcher's wife were her reborn parents.

"Wait!" the madam called out to the butcher's wife, "Don't let her die too gruesomely. We still need to show her those two fleshy parts under her buttocks and that pretty face to the other men."

"Then what do you suggest?"

"Come on, everyone help out."

The madam then directed a group of women to lower Fang Sujuan down, but tied her ankles with ropes, suspending one foot on a frame and tying the other foot to the bottom, making her pelvis upright, exposing her buttocks and genitals at the most convenient angle for viewing, before letting the butcher's wife carry out the execution. Fang

Sujuan really hoped that the butcher's wife was using a rabbit-hunting musket, that large splatter of iron pellets could smash her woman's private parts to pieces, so that even after she died, the men could continue to watch her erotic scene. But she knew it was a pipe dream; for her now, dying quickly was already a pleasure. When the rifle was thrust into her genitals, she even cooperatively endured the pain and moved her vulva forward.

Fang Sujuan died. Her body lay on the riverbank for several days, with people regularly splashing river water on her to keep her moist, thus allowing her to be displayed as beautifully naked as possible.

The newspapers published the news of Fang Sujuan's execution the next day, along with several pages of photos showing Fang Sujuan being tortured naked by several women. However, the photos taken by the female reporters were not published because of their indecent angles, circulating only secretly among wealthy local gentry.

After Fang Sujuan's death, several well-known local female bandits fled to other places in fear. The remaining female bandits from smaller mountain strongholds, along with their henchmen and associates, were all afraid of suffering the same fate as Fang Sujuan. Therefore, whenever they encountered government troops raiding the mountains, if they sensed danger, they would shoot themselves first, daring not to resist further, for fear of losing their chance to commit suicide.

Many years later, those who witnessed Fang Sujuan's execution could still vividly describe her beauty and the horrific state she endured before her execution.

[The End]

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