Forbidden Room Cultivation

The poor little girl was being toyed with. A small lamp was lit in her bedroom, and she desperately wished that this dim light would go out like the others, so that she could...
She was completely drowsy in the dark. She had to force herself to sleep.
Suddenly, she was awakened. She heard the floorboards creaking outside the bedroom, and someone walking around outside.
Closer, closer, her heart began to race.
The door opened, and a tall, imposing man appeared in the darkness. He then entered the house, gently closed the door, and...
He locked the door from the inside and then got up and went to her bedside.
As the man drew closer, she recognized him—oh my god, that jackal—the worst of guys.
He was shirtless, wearing trousers, and barefoot. He was very tall, thin all over, but with prominent muscles.
His ribs were clearly visible.
He leaned down. She could see his messy black hair, narrow forehead, and small, beady eyes.
And the mustache that just covered his thin upper lip. His lips moved. Her heart pounded.
"I can't sleep, baby," he whispered. "Now I know neither of us can sleep."
She held her breath and remained silent. She could smell his breath; it was the smell of cheap whiskey.
It's nauseating.
"So, honey, have you changed your mind?"
"What, what idea?" Her lips trembled.
"Cooperation, cooperation in bed, pleasant cooperation." He chuckled softly, a lewd glint in his eyes.
"No! Not now, not tomorrow, never. Please leave me here all alone."
"
"Hehe, I think it's very impolite to leave a guest alone and unable to sleep on the first night. I think tonight should be..."
I'll keep you company.
"I don't need anyone right now, thank you for your concern."
"You really don't think it's a waste? Okay, little one, I'm not as patient as my friends. Now I..."
"I'll give you another chance. Think it over carefully; this is for your own good." His gaze quickly swept across her face, then his chest...
He touched her breasts and skirt, then returned to her face, "You'll find I'm a master in bed."
"You pervert, get out of here!"
"It seems like no one has ever been this rude to me before." He suddenly turned gloomy. Little vixen, who do you think you are?
What the hell?
He reached into his pocket and quickly pulled out a strip of white cloth. She didn't scream because he used...
A white cloth strip covered her open mouth, and her voice could only linger in her throat. His movements were swift; the white cloth...
The strip of cloth was being pressed tighter and tighter into her mouth, making it difficult for her to breathe. His thin, bony fingers pulled the white cloth strip taut behind her head.
They tied two more knots at the back. She turned her head frantically, trying to speak in protest.
They pleaded or cried for help, but their mouths were firmly gagged.
He straightened up, quite satisfied with his work: "I think I need to do things my way. Yes,"
I think I need to familiarize you with my way. Because I'm friendly to you, baby, very friendly. You today
There was an opportunity tonight, but you didn't want it. Let me teach you a lesson so you'll know I always do what I say.
Do."
He stopped speaking and saw her struggling to remove the gag from her mouth. He quickly bent down and fixed it back in place.
The cloth strap sank deeper and deeper between her upper and lower jaws.
He stepped back. "Alright, I don't want you to wake my friend. That wasn't my idea." He then...
He put his hands behind his back, grinned at her, and said, "That's terrible, you forced me to gag you like this for half an hour."
Later, I want to hear you beg me to do it again.
Listen to me, baby, you'll love it, you'll love every single minute of it. Look, baby, don't be afraid.
Don't pretend to be a virgin. You've never done this before, right? Maybe I should give you a second chance.
Although I'm usually reluctant to do this, if you express a willingness to cooperate, I'll truly be kind to you.
I can even remove the gag right now. And afterwards, I definitely won't tell anyone.
You'll work with me tonight, and then we'll play for a few more days. I won't tell anyone else; I won't let them know.
We won't cause you any trouble. We'll pretend nothing happened, okay? We'll have a little fun together, and then...
I guarantee they'll let you go. What do you want to say?
She was both angry and terrified, unable to utter a single word; she had never dreamed such a thing would happen. No, this is not...
It's true. It's not true. This won't happen to her, it won't happen to Tomoko. This won't happen, no.
It could happen, but he was there, waiting. Her heart was in her throat; she felt like she was suffocating. She tried desperately...
She shook her head, wanting him to know she didn't want to do it, to tell him to leave, get out, and get away from her. She felt herself...
Her hands were firmly tied to the bed, so she kicked with all her might, trying to knock him down with her left foot and let him know she was determined.
I will never comply.
She understood that there was no hope; he had received her answer, and she had received his reply.
He slowly untied the wide leather belt.
She closed her thighs, one leg pressing down on the other.
"Alright, baby," he leered, "since you won't cooperate, I'll have to resort to this method. This is your..."
He's asking for trouble.
She was so frightened that her whole body went limp, and she watched helplessly as his pants fell onto the carpet.
He emerged from his trouser leg, wearing only a pair of white striped athletic shorts, the bulge at the top of his thigh looking like a firm...
Hard pebbles.
She tried to plead with him, to beg him to forgive her, that she didn't want to do that kind of thing, that she was free.
She belongs to herself. She has never been raped, nor has she ever been humiliated in this way—why?
Why did he have to find her? What was he trying to prove? Was he some kind of beast? But her words were all muffled by the white cloth stuffed in her mouth.
The words stuck in his throat, unable to come out; only angry sobs escaped from between his lips.
Her breathing quickened, and her terrified eyes stared at him as he pulled off his athletic shorts.
Oh God, please don't do that! Save me, protect me! She prayed, hoping this wouldn't happen. Could it be...?
Doesn't that beast know who she is?
He moved closer, leaned down at her, and began unbuttoning her short top.
His nauseating smell of whiskey made her heart leap out of her chest.
"Ah, let me touch your pair of cute little things first." His voice was hoarse and strange.
He unbuttoned her clothes one button at a time. She struggled, twisting her body to one side, and the last button came undone, revealing her short...
His shirt was slightly open, and he used his hard hands to forcefully pull her upper body towards him while tearing open her shirt.
She saw her two bare breasts, two small brown nipples like crowns embedded in her pure white, jade-like skin.
On the breast.
"Hey, look here." She heard him say, "Hmm, no bra? You want the whole world to see?"
"Right? Hey, look at these two big guys, I haven't seen anything this big and round in years."
His rough hands cupped her breasts, rubbing and kneading them.
Suddenly, he removed his hand: "Alright, let's not waste any more time."
He quickly knelt down beside her.
His smile turned lecherous: "Alright, you've seen it, hanging there like a rhinoceros, right? Okay."
Alright! Now it's my turn to post, let me show you. Ah, I also want to see your world-famous 'little'...
"Playthings".
She was enraged and determined to fight back, so she raised her legs to kick him away. But he stretched out his iron-like...
He gripped her legs firmly with both hands, pried them apart, and then pressed himself against her completely naked, using his hips...
The weight of his body pressed her left leg firmly onto the mattress, while his other hand grabbed her right leg, which was kicking wildly in the air, causing her to...
She was immediately unable to move.
He used his free right hand to unbutton her short leather skirt, finally unbuttoning the last button.
He lifted one side of the skirt. Then he lifted the other side.
She was panting, trying to remember what underwear she had worn that morning. She remembered, which only increased her anxiety.
It fueled her fear. It was a pair of sheer black silk seamstress panties. Two inches wide, tied with two narrow straps.
At the back of her body, this was her thinnest pair of shorts, barely covering her private parts; wearing it felt like she wasn't wearing anything at all.
That's it. Originally, wearing it like this wouldn't have affected the smooth curves of the skirt and coat, but now she knew it would soon...
It is easily torn.
Her idea was immediately confirmed.
She saw him staring intently between her legs, his small eyes blazing with greed. Then, she felt his...
The terrifying object was pressed between her thighs.
"My God." He said, and started tearing at his underwear.
First she ripped off the left strap, then broke the right strap, and then tore off the front piece as well.
Her hidden area was immediately revealed. He stared intently at the pubic hair and mysterious ground of her triangle area, his eyes suddenly...
He released his lustful desire. "My God!" he exclaimed again, "What a wonderful little thing, good, this will definitely bring..."
"Hey! You must be itching to get this out of control, right? I can't wait any longer either."
As he spoke, he quickly lifted himself up, loosened her body, and tried to climb on top of her. In that instant, she...
She raised her knees high, trying to throw him off balance. But the moment her legs were up, he grabbed her.
Her ankle. His muscles were incredibly elastic, and her struggle failed.
He stared greedily at the beautiful red flower at the base of her snow-white legs; it was so tempting!
His naked body crawled between her legs, swinging wildly. She moaned, her hands desperately gripping the rope.
She struggled. He was like a beast—a jackal, vicious and hideous! Oh God! Oh God, let me die! she prayed.
Praying.
"Alright, baby, alright, alright," he coaxed her, "Let's start having some fun."
He lowered her left leg, pressed it under his body, and twisted his entire body forcefully.
She trembled with fear, like a rabbit caught in a trap. She tightly closed her eyes, a lump forming in her throat.
He pleaded—pleaded for a miracle, pleaded for a savior—anything to stop it—but no miracle occurred.
She appeared, but no one answered her, no one came to her rescue. She was all alone there, crying out to heaven and earth in vain.
ignore.
She felt his penis was being used roughly, but despite his increasing strength, her vagina was still difficult to open.
He muttered under his breath, "You filthy bitch, so dry and tight, you little slut, let's see how I deal with you."
He straightened up and withdrew his penis.
She felt something hard being inserted; it was his finger. "Oh, wow, he's using his finger..."
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Suddenly, he removed his fingers, and she opened her eyes. In that instant, she took her last breath.
She caught a glimpse of his terrifying form: in an instant, the monstrous snake slithered into her vagina, deeper and deeper, like a hungry wolf...
Like fire, it burned within her, harming her. Those rapid, torrential thrusts almost tore her apart.
It was falling apart. She felt his body growing heavier and heavier.
Her fear and anger erupted into a burst of power; she swayed and twisted her body desperately, trying to break free.
The penis, wanting to penetrate deep inside her, was being pulled away. Her dry throat screamed and sobbed, desperate to escape.
She struggled against the disaster, her eyes blurred with tears, unable to see anything.
He ignored her resistance, and she instead relaxed her exhausted and numb legs.
He moved his lower body entirely between her legs, pressed his upper body against hers, and groped her shoulders with his hands.
Her lower body was shaking and thrusting like a storm.
She lifted her legs and pounded his ribs and back with her heels, vaguely realizing that doing so would only...
This only fueled his excitement, but it was she who suffered the most.
He pressed himself against her, thrusting like a beast. She felt no pleasure whatsoever, only that he was acting like a sadist.
Anger was destroying everything within her, pounding against her body like fists. Her resistance grew weaker and weaker.
Neither his legs nor his feet could destabilize him or stop him; on the contrary, they only provoked him.
This subjected her to even more intense and brutal torture.
It felt as if there was a rat inside her—a rat that kept getting bigger and bigger, bobbing up and down at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.
The ground throbbed, causing her body to swell as if it were about to burst.
Resistance was futile; her legs could no longer struggle. Humiliation and pain suffocated her, along with anger and hatred.
Tears of hatred blurred her vision.
She was destroyed by a mindless, inhuman, savage beast!
Her body was in excruciating pain; the rat inside her had once again cleaved her in two. She screamed at the top of her lungs.
He was speaking, but no one heard him.
She felt him start to lift up, heard him breathing heavily, and then she heard him ejaculate.
The lingering smell of alcohol from him still clung to her, which could be washed away; however, the filth from his ejaculation remained.
But the substance will forever pollute every organ in her body.
He finally finished, collapsed, and pressed his entire weight onto her, panting heavily and drenched in sweat.
Li greedily sucked on her reddened, erect nipples.
A minute passed, and he climbed off her. He thought he had succeeded; he had done a great job.
"Ha, I slept with sexy Tomoko!" she heard him shout smugly.
She lay there, like a dead person, like an animal that had just been tortured, breathing with great difficulty.
As he got out of bed, her body swayed up and down on the spring mattress.
She heard him walk towards the toilet, sensed the light through her eyelids, and heard the sound of him urinating in the toilet bowl.
sound.
When she opened her eyes, he was standing by the dressing table fastening his trousers. After finishing, he walked towards the bed. "You..."
Well done, baby, but you'll do even better next time if you cooperate well. You just made this for me.
A little trouble made it a bit difficult, forcing me to remove my penis earlier than usual. I promise I'll be slower next time.
Do it slowly.
She lay there, staring at the ceiling. She felt as if many dirty things were crawling around inside her, as if...
That unclean, nauseating body pressed down on her again.
She thought about dying.
"You have to admit," he bent down and touched her face, "that sex won't do you any harm."
Once it's done, that's it. Why make such a fuss? It's over, it's just for fun. Okay, okay, stop.
Is it okay to be so nervous?
She bit down hard on the cloth strip in her mouth, her eyes instantly filling with angry tears.
He touched her thigh. "Want me to help you button it up?"
She avoided his gaze. She was unmoved by his words. She hated him.
The jackal shrugged and pulled her skirt up on both sides, leaving it unbuttoned. "We can't let it get cold," he chuckled.
He touched her vulva.
He untied the white gag from her mouth. "You've won your right to breathe. How does it feel?"
Her mouth was dry and she couldn't speak. She tried licking her upper jaw and cheeks with her tongue to stimulate saliva production.
He walked toward the bedroom door.
"You filthy scoundrel!" she yelled. "You damned, despicable scoundrel! I'm going to catch you!"
I'll castrate you first, then kill you. Even if it takes my whole life, I'll catch you. I'm going to kill you.
you!"
He unlocked the door, turned around, and grinned at her, saying, "Didn't you already catch me? Your...
Dao gripped my penis tightly, it was almost unbearable. "Little baby, I'll let you hold it again."
Hearing his vulgar words, she screamed like a madwoman, and with that scream, she completely broke down.
.
As he walked out and closed the door in front of her, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
She was saddened that she was a woman.
She wept sadly for the woman's vulva.

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