[Female Star's First Night]

(1) Breach of Trust
At the entrance of a grand theater in a certain city, colorful lights flashed, and a large crowd surged, filled with departing audience members. As they

walked, they praised the wonderful performances of the three singers, especially Zhang Xiaoying, whose voice was not only melodious and

elegant , but also possessed outstanding beauty. Many men considered her their dream girl and object of their masturbation.
It was truly incomprehensible why Zhang Xiaoying had only placed third in the recent national singing competition, while two mediocre

singers had ranked higher. Perhaps the judges had unconventional aesthetic views, allowing two androgynous women to surpass her.
Many fans were outraged by this, feeling it was unfair. Regardless, Zhang Xiaoying had become

famous overnight , transforming from a small-time singer in a nightclub into a rising star in the music scene, from a college student into

a superstar admired by millions.
With fame came many suitors. Sure enough, the theater steps were filled with parked cars, hindering

the flow of audience members. These people were either managers, bosses, celebrities, or reporters from various TV stations, radio stations, and tabloids.
They had been waiting here for a long time, hoping to get the celebrities into their cars. They waited some more, but

the audience all left, and the three celebrities still hadn't appeared. Where had they gone?
At this moment, outside the back door of the theater, in the darkness, stood three celebrities. Xiaoying looked around, her face

showing disappointment and dissatisfaction. The other two were Xiaochun and Xiaochang. In the national singing competition, one of them came in first place and the other second.

They couldn't believe it was true. Because they had never dared to compare themselves with Xiaoying, whether in terms of singing ability, potential,

or figure and appearance, they couldn't even come close. Although they had dominated the rankings, they were both

aware of their own limitations.
Xiaochun said to the stern-faced Xiaoying, "Xiaoying, let's go clubbing first. Waiting for Hu Peng here is

the same . It seems he won't be here for a while; something might have happened." Xiaochun was of medium height, with single eyelids, a rather deep voice

, and overall looked like a boy. In the darkness, her short, dyed blonde hair was invisible.
Xiao Chang urged, "Xiao Ying, let's hurry up, or all those flies will come buzzing around, and we won't be able to

leave." She glanced at both sides as she spoke. Xiao Chang had a beautiful singing voice, a chubby, round face, wore

glasses , and wasn't very tall.
Xiao Ying sighed, looked at both sides of the road again, and thought, "I've waited for you for twenty minutes, that's more than enough." She

tossed her small handbag aside and said, "Let's go, don't wait any longer."
The two girls smiled, cheered, and the three got into a car, speeding towards

a . The car belonged to Xiao Chun's family; they were quite wealthy.
After getting out of the car, the three girls put on sunglasses and cautiously entered a private room, afraid of being discovered.
They all knew that if it was discovered that a big star had arrived, they wouldn't have a peaceful night.
Everyone sat down, and Xiao Chun and Xiao Chang enthusiastically ordered food. Xiao Ying, however, sat

silently . Xiaochun patted her shoulder, laughed, and said, "Beautiful lady, don't look so gloomy.

You're out having fun, so have some fun! Come on, give me a kiss." She then kissed Xiaoying on the cheek.
Xiaoying glared at her, pushed her mouth away, and whispered, "You're a pervert, Xiaochun! You should kiss

boys !" Xiaochang, standing nearby, laughed, her voice as melodious as a silver bell.
Xiao Chun crossed his legs like a man and said in a gruff voice, "When Hu Peng comes, I'll kiss him, but I'm afraid

you won't let me."
Xiao Ying snorted, "What's there to be reluctant about? I'd give him to you for free."
Xiao Chun jumped off the sofa and exclaimed, "That's great! I've been eyeing him for so long. He's handsome,

cultured, and has status, and his father is a local tycoon. A man like that is hard to find even with a lantern."
Xiao Chang chimed in, "That's right, that's right, Xiao Ying, don't let such a good man slip through your fingers."
Xiao Chun chuckled and said softly, "How could I let him go? They've been together for so long. I

dare say our beauty is no longer a young girl. She's used her tenderness and body to keep that handsome guy completely wrapped around her finger. Even if you

beat Hu Peng to death, he won't change his mind."
Xiao Ying got a little annoyed and snorted, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm not married to him, we're still innocent

. You want me to use my tenderness and body to entangle him? Dream on." She said with a disdainful look.
Xiaochun reminded her, "You two are engaged, I don't believe there's nothing going on. Unless you let us check

." She reached for Xiaoying's cheongsam.
Xiaoying gasped and quickly dodged. Xiaochang said, "Xiaoying, your figure is so beautiful, you're a

natural beauty, unlike the two of us."
Xiaoying comforted her, "You have your advantages too, haven't you heard of beautiful women having short lives?"
Hearing this, Xiaochang's face lit up, and he happily took Xiaoying's hand, smiling, "Xiaoying, don't say that,

I think you're a lucky person."
Xiaoying shook her head, "What luck do I have? I've had a bad life since I was little." Just then, two waiters brought

over drinks and candy.
Xiaochun rushed over first, grabbed a beer, and said, "Let me quench my thirst first." He opened the cap, tilted

his head back, and gulped down half the bottle. Xiaochang clapped and cheered, his face full of envy. Xiaoying whispered, "You

were born into the wrong family."
Then she played some upbeat music, and Xiaochun and Xiaochang jumped up and down excitedly, their enthusiasm

almost collapsing the third-floor ceiling. Xiaoying, however, couldn't let go of Hu Peng. She excused herself to go to the restroom

and called him, but the call went through and no one answered. Without thinking much, she sent him a text message

telling him her location.
Returning from the restroom, Xiaoying was filled with anxiety and couldn't relax. They had agreed that he would pick her up after

the performance , but he hadn't kept his promise. He was probably angry with her. She knew

why he was angry; she had offended him a few days ago, and his expression had been grumpy.
A few days ago, he had bought an expensive ring and proposed, but she had decisively rejected him, deeply hurting him.
She wondered if she had been too harsh. She should have been gentler. But she really didn't want to get married

; she was still a student, and she had just started her singing career. Getting married now would ruin my celebrity career, wouldn't it?
I can't be stupid.
As soon as Xiaoying returned, Xiaochun and Xiaochang immediately pulled her over, and the three of them jumped up and down. The other two women

were dressed casually, but Xiaoying was wearing a cheongsam, which wasn't very practical for dancing. We agreed that she'd bring her long pants when her boyfriend came.

To her surprise, he didn't come.
A little angry, Xiaoying jumped up and down, seemingly to cheer herself up. With each movement,

her long slender legs peeked out from her slit, glistening like jade, smooth and pink. Her buttocks, round

and bulging, seemed to tremble slightly with each sway.
Even though Xiaochun and Xiaochang were women, they felt a captivating allure. Their movements slowed, their eyes

fixed on Xiaoying. Xiaochun, with her flat chest, stared intently at Xiaoying's breasts, which

undulated with her hip movements, jumps, and turns, arousing a sinful desire.
Xiaochang, meanwhile, stared blankly at Xiaoying's buttocks, thinking, "God is so unfair! My buttocks are

big, but the shape isn't pretty. She's a natural beauty."
Xiaoying twisted and jumped with abandon, a far cry from her demure, quiet stage persona. She became passionate,

unrestrained, and seductive—a side rarely seen even by Xiaochun and Xiaochang. They knew she was in a bad mood. To help

her, Xiaochun handed her a bottle of beer, which Xiaoying downed in one gulp, coughing repeatedly.
Xiaochun praised, "Xiaoying, you're really something else! That's a true friend!"
Xiaochang said worriedly, "You can't hold your liquor, so don't drink anymore."
Xiaoying handed the bottle back to Xiaochun, saying, "Who says? I'm perfectly fine. You'll see."
She then began to dance to the rhythm, revealing an even more captivating charm. Her pretty face flushed, her beautiful eyes

sparkling, filled with tenderness and sorrow. Perhaps this was a way to cheer her up.
Just then, someone knocked on the door, and Xiaochun went to answer it. She quickly brought someone over. Xiaoying thought it was Hu

Peng, but upon seeing the man's face, she snorted and ignored him. This man wasn't Hu Dong, but

an employee of her school named Yang Xiong, who did odd jobs at the school, like ringing the doorbell and delivering mail. He was honest

and timid, always following the orders of officials, with a servile demeanor. Xiaoying rarely looked him in the eye.
Xiaochun patted Xiaoying's shoulder and smiled, "He's looking for you, about Hu Peng."
Xiaoying was delighted and immediately followed Yang Xiong to the side. This time, Xiaoying looked at him seriously. Xiaochang, being very

sensible , turned on a large light in the room.
Xiaoying took a deep breath and asked, "Where's Yang Xiong? Where is he?" Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Yang Xiong.
Yang Xiong was in his thirties, a thin man with a sallow face and a constant smile.
"Miss Zhang, I was just about to tell you. The vice principal is drunk and can't come." Yang Xiong bowed and scraped.
"Drunk? With whom? Where is he now?" Xiaoying was even angrier. I've been

waiting for him here, and he's gone drinking, and he's drunk. He doesn't take me seriously at all; I can't let him off easily.
"He was drinking alone. I know where he is. Come with me." Yang Xiong smiled,

looking very amiable.
Xiaoying remembered a classmate telling her that Yang Xiong had been in jail ten years ago for theft. Although he has been very well-behaved

all these years, is it safe for me to go out with him?
Xiaoying hesitated for a moment, then asked, "How did you know he was drunk? And how did you know I was

here?"
Yang Xiong honestly replied, "Miss Zhang, it's like this, I went out for dinner tonight and happened

to run into the vice principal at a small restaurant. He was drinking alone there, gulping down large amounts of alcohol, looking very upset,

and he even tried to get me to drink. I refused, and he cursed at me for not being a man. He just kept drinking until he was under the table

. The owner saw this and got worried, insisting that I get rid of him. I had no choice but to drive his car and take him

away. He drank so much, yet he kept shouting that he wanted to come pick you up. I was afraid something might happen to him, so I took him to my house.
After receiving your text message, he insisted on coming to see you. I told him not to come, but he let me."
Xiaoying nodded and said, "Oh, I see. So how did you get here?"
Yang Xiong took out his keys and showed them to Xiaoying, saying, "I came in his car." Xiaoying looked and saw that it was

Hu Peng's keys, with the little sword she had bought for him still attached to them. It was carved from peach pits, which are said to

ward off evil and bring peace.
Xiaoying had no more doubts and said, "Okay, I'll go see him now." As she spoke, she

told Xiaochun and Xiaochang that she was going to see Hu Peng and then went downstairs with Yang Xiong.
Xiaoying thought to herself, when I see you, I'll give you a good scolding so you'll never dare to drink cat urine again.
Then she thought, didn't I drink tonight too? But I didn't drink too much.
Hu Peng's Audi was parked downstairs. After the two got in the car, it sped away like a gust of wind.

(2) The Demon's Hand
Yang Xiong drove the car skillfully, and every move he made was very experienced. Xiaoying, who was sitting next to him, noticed this.

She didn't expect that such an inconspicuous guy could actually drive, but she didn't care about this. She only

cared about her boyfriend.
"How much did he drink? Is it serious?" Xiaoying imagined her boyfriend's terrible state after drinking.
"He drank a lot; he threw up at my house several times. He insisted on coming to pick you up. Think about it,

how could he come in that state? I told him not to come, but he insisted I pick you up so you could see him," Yang Xiong

replied with a smile, seemingly amicable, while holding the steering wheel.
Xiao Ying felt a little comforted to hear her boyfriend thinking of her, but she was still angry. She snorted and said,

"Why didn't you take him home, or even just here?"
Yang Xiong sighed, "He said he was afraid to go home, afraid his dad would scold him. And if I took him to see you, you two

wouldn't have anywhere to go. He said you wouldn't let him stay at your house."
Xiao Ying realized this made sense. Even though they were very close, she still maintained a certain distance.

On one hand she was very self-respecting; she couldn't accept premarital sex. She thought that made women too cheap

. On the other hand, she knew that if she didn't hold onto this last hurdle, a man wouldn't cherish her. Therefore, she

refused to open her legs and let her boyfriend in. However, their relationship was still quite good.
As they spoke, the car left the city and headed towards the suburbs. Streetlights were scarce in the suburbs, making the road quite dark. Occasionally,

when a car passed by, its headlights flashed, allowing Xiaoying to see Yang Xiong's gentle face. For some reason,

Xiaoying's heart raced, probably because the car was dark and she was with a man she didn't know very well

.
Then she thought, this man wasn't a complete stranger; she had known him for a while. She figured he wouldn't dare do anything indecent.
His usual cowardly demeanor left a deep impression on her. She remembered her boyfriend, the vice-principal, ordering him around like

a dog. He never dared to say anything, always wearing a smile. Yet, when her boyfriend bullied

him, she would plead for him. She felt sorry for him and thought she was doing a good deed.
"Do you live in the suburbs? It's so far from our school," Xiaoying asked.
"Well, his place to eat is in the suburbs, and it's close to my uncle's house, so I took him there

," Yang Xiong explained patiently.
"I think I heard your uncle passed away a long time ago," Xiaoying said, staring at him.
"Yes, yes, my uncle died seven or eight years ago. My aunt also died in a car accident last month. His

house is now mine, and I haven't sold it yet." At this point, Yang Xiong's tone turned somber.
Xiaoying sighed, "They're so unfortunate. They weren't very old, were they?" Yang
Xiong let out a long breath and said, "My uncle died at forty-eight, and my aunt died at forty-two." His voice choked with emotion. 　　Xiaoying quickly said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought up your sad story." 　　Yang Xiong shook his head and forced a smile, "It's nothing, I'm used to misfortunes." 　　After driving for a while, they arrived at a residential area and entered a courtyard. Yang Xiong stopped the car, asked Xiaoying to get out, and drove the car into a neighbor's garage. When he came out, Yang Xiong explained, "This neighbor and I are quite close; he often invites me to play mahjong." 　　Xiaoying snorted and didn't say anything. She had always disliked things like playing mahjong, drinking heavily, and smoking. 　　If the other person had been her boyfriend, she would have glared at him and scolded him severely. 　　Yang Xiong led Xiao Ying to a doorway, pointed upwards, and said, "The house with the light on on the fourth floor is my uncle's. The vice principal is sleeping there." He gestured for her to enter. Xiao Ying glanced at his unremarkable face under the streetlights in the courtyard and went in first. Her high heels clattered, her small handbag swayed , and the fragrance wafted into Yang Xiong's nostrils. Yang Xiong felt a little dizzy, but steadied himself before following. 　　Once inside, Xiao Ying looked around. There was a living room and two bedrooms. The living room had an old-fashioned sofa, and on the wall above it hung a large photograph of a young woman in a swimsuit standing by the water, her figure graceful and her demeanor refined. 　　Her beautiful eyes held a gentle, watery quality, her red lips slightly parted, revealing pearly teeth, as if she were smiling at someone. 　　Xiao Ying wanted to ask about the woman, but thinking of her boyfriend, she refrained. She turned to Yang Xiong and said, "Where's Hu Peng? Tell him to get out here." 　　Yang Xiong chuckled, squinting at Xiao Ying's body, and casually replied, "Him? I threw him into the river to feed the turtles." 　　Xiao Ying felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze and instinctively took a few steps back. She hadn't expected this man to suddenly change his demeanor, transforming from a sheep-like figure into a menacing one. His face was no longer honest or amiable; it clearly held a beastly expression , and most frighteningly, it even contained lust. 　　Xiao Ying composed herself and asked, "Yang Xiong, where did my boyfriend go?" 　　Yang Xiong crossed his arms and sneered, "Didn't you hear me? I threw him into the river to feed the turtles." 　　Xiao Ying glared at him and said, "Are you kidding me? How can you joke like that? Fine, if you won't tell me where he is, I'll go find him myself." With that, she started to walk away. Realizing she might have fallen into a trap decided to pretend she didn't know and make a quick getaway. 　　Yang Xiong wasn't stupid. He blocked her way, saying, "Zhang Xiaoying, once you're in my house, you're not leaving. Whether you can even get out of here alive is another question." His voice was cold, and his expression was ferocious. 　　Xiaoying tried to force her way in several times but was stopped each time. Mustering her courage, she pointed at Yang Xiong's nose and shouted, "Yang Xiong, what ? Get out of my way, or I'll call the police!" She glanced at her purse. Her phone was inside. 　　Yang Xiong pressed closer, chuckling a few times, and said, "Zhang Xiaoying, I don't want to do anything else, I just want to sleep with you. I've wanted to sleep with you for years." 　　Xiaoying's face changed upon hearing this. She couldn't believe that behind this seemingly honest man lay such a terrifying face. He actually wanted to sleep with her. Although many men wanted to sleep with her, no one else dared to say it . The first was her boyfriend, Hu Peng, but that was like talking nonsense. Xiaoying wouldn't agree to that. 　　Yang Xiong said again, "Don't try to scare me with the police. I've had enough of living. If the police come, I 'll take you down with me." His eyes showed a resolute and determined look, indicating he wasn't just bluffing. 　　Seeing that the "police" weren't working, Xiao Ying said, "Let me go, or I'll call for help." 　　Yang Xiong narrowed his eyes and said, "Go ahead and shout. The walls here are very soundproof. 　　You can shout until your throat is hoarse and no one will hear you." 　　Seeing that her forceful approach wasn't working, Xiao Ying softened her tone and said, "Let me go. Tell me how much money , I'll give you whatever you ask." 　　Yang Xiong shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't want money, I just want you. If you please me, I might let you go." 　　Xiao Ying was furious and, disregarding the consequences, shouted, "Yang Xiong, don't even think about it! You can kill me, but you can't insult me!" 　　Yang Xiong sneered, "Then let's try." He lunged at her. 　　Xiaoying dodged and threw her purse at his head. Yang Xiong tilted his head, and the purse fell to the ground. Xiaoying remembered the move a woman used to deal with a pervert in a movie, and suddenly kicked Yang Xiong in the groin. 　　Yang Xiong laughed and said, "Zhang Xiaoying, you'll regret breaking it for the rest of your life." As he spoke , he suddenly grabbed Xiaoying's ankle accurately. 　　In this way, a plump, snow-white thigh was displayed before Yang Xiong's eyes. Yang Xiong touched the thigh and praised, "What a charming thigh, I'm going to enjoy myself tonight." 　　Xiaoying raised her fist and smashed it hard into Yang Xiong's head. With a thud, the blow landed solidly, but Yang Xiong continued to touch the thigh and looked towards the groin, completely ignoring the punch. Xiaoying's hand, however, was in excruciating pain. 　　Yang Xiong then lifted the hem of the cheongsam, peering at the panties underneath, and said, "They're floral, and quite bulging. Your pussy must be very lewd." Hearing such vulgar language, Xiaoying kicked her leg; she knew she was about to...

She was injured upon landing, but he didn't care anymore; he couldn't let a pervert bully her.
Yang Xiong quickly let go, and seeing Xiao Ying's body fall onto the floor tiles, he was afraid she would get hurt, so he hurriedly used his arms to catch

her. Xiao Ying didn't fall, but she reacted very quickly, pushing him away while shouting, "Help!

Help!"
Upon seeing this, Yang Xiong turned around and threw her onto the sofa. Xiao Ying wasn't hurt, and looked at him in terror, saying,

"Don't come any closer, or I'll fight you to the death."
Yang Xiong didn't expect her to be so tough; he had thought he could easily subdue her. Yang Xiong laughed and

opened a cabinet by the wall, pulling out a rope and a towel. Obviously, he had prepared this in advance.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Ying immediately shouted again, "Help! Help!" Yang Xiong rushed over to gag her

. Xiao Ying struggled desperately, but Yang Xiong grabbed her wrist with one hand. No matter how Xiao Ying struggled, it was useless; it was like being

clamped .
In desperation, Xiaoying opened her mouth and bit him. Yang Xiong was caught off guard and was bitten. But Yang Xiong didn't utter a sound, just

looked at her with a cold smile, as if it wasn't his hand that was bitten.
Xiaoying was stunned when she saw that he didn't react. Taking advantage of the situation, Yang Xiong pulled her hand away and stuffed a towel into her mouth, then

quickly tied her hands.
After tying her up, Yang Xiong showed a triumphant smile, laid her down, lifted the hem of his cheongsam to reveal her

jade legs and underwear, and admired them with relish, praising again, "What a beautiful girl, I can't help but fuck you."
As he spoke, he touched her ivory-white, satin-smooth thighs. He moved along her beautiful legs, all the way to

her underwear. He rubbed and teased that mysterious area very gently, as if afraid of damaging it.
Yang Xiong, with a look of ecstasy, gazed at Xiaoying, who was filled with shame, anger, and fear, and said, "Your little thing is really good, just as soft and prominent as I

imagined . I think it will flow with lots of lustful juices when I fuck it later."
Hearing this, Xiaoying closed her eyes, tears welling up in her eyes.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. A glimmer of hope rose in Xiaoying's heart, hoping for a hero to come to her rescue. Yang Xiong was startled,

picked up the small leather bag from the ground, grabbed Xiaoying, threw her onto the bed in the bedroom, and went to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, an old woman with white hair stood in the doorway; it was their neighbor, Grandma Zhang. The old lady asked, "Yang Xiong,

why do I hear a woman calling out in your room?"
Yang Xiong smiled broadly, looking like a virtuous gentleman. He replied, "Grandma Zhang, I was watching TV,

it was a horror movie. The screams were coming from the TV."
Grandma Zhang asked seriously, "Which channel was it?"
Yang Xiong replied, "I don't quite remember, you can just change the channel when you get back." He knew

Grandma Zhang loved watching horror movies. She was tired of watching Errenzhuan (a type of folk opera) a few years ago.
Grandma Zhang smiled and said, "I'll go back and look for it now. If I can't find it, I'll have my grandson look for it." She turned and

walked away shakily.
Yang Xiong smiled faintly, closed the door, and went to see Xiaoying again. As soon as he entered, he saw Xiaoying climbing onto a stool,

seemingly about to run to the windowsill. Yang Xiong's expression changed immediately. He grabbed Xiaoying, threw her onto the bed, and glared at her angrily, saying,

"Looks like I have to teach you a lesson, you don't know how powerful I am." As he spoke, Yang Xiong tied Xiaoying up again

, this time her legs were also tied. Then, he grinned maliciously, "The show will be good soon." He turned and left.
A few minutes later, Yang Xiong brought over a large wolfhound and stuck his tongue out at Xiao Ying. Xiao Ying didn't understand what he

meant . Yang Xiong pointed at the dog and said, word by word, "I don't want to fuck you anymore. I'll let this dog fuck you. That

will be very interesting." His face was full of perverted disgust.
Xiao Ying's head buzzed. She felt like she was in hell. Her vision went black and she knew nothing more.

(3) Showing love
When Xiao Ying woke up again, the vicious wolfhound was gone, but Yang Xiong was leering at her. Xiao Ying wanted to scream

, but her mouth was blocked. In Xiao Ying's mind, this Yang Xiong was more terrifying than the wolfhound.
Yang Xiong stood by the bed, looked down at her, and said, "Xiao Ying, it must be uncomfortable to have your mouth blocked. I

feel sorry for you. I can make you feel better, but you can't scream. Otherwise, hehe."

As he spoke , Yang Xiong took out a dagger and threw it on the ground. "I'll kill that bastard."
Xiao Ying didn't understand what the bastard meant. Yang Xiong didn't say much, turned and left. When he came back in, he was carrying

someone. With a "thump," the person was thrown onto the hard, cold ground.
Xiao Ying recognized him immediately—it was Hu Peng, but his current appearance was far from flattering. Usually so refined,

elegant, and with a touch of official airs, he was now like a drowned rat. His designer suit was soaked and

covered in mud, and his tie was askew. His handsome face was now bruised and swollen, red

and reeking of alcohol, but even more so of urine.
Like her, his limbs were bound and his mouth was gagged, but unlike her, her face only showed grief and anger;

she was no longer afraid. Fear was useless anyway. Hu Peng's face, however, was filled with panic and pleading.
Yang Xiong pulled a chair over to Hu Peng, sat down imposingly, and sneered as he brandished a gleaming dagger in

his hand . He said calmly, "Xiaoying, I originally wanted to throw him into the river to feed the turtles

, but then I thought, you wouldn't see it, and I wouldn't achieve my goal of venting my anger. So, I

changed my mind. I've decided to slowly slice him to pieces right in front of you. I'll cut off his flesh piece by piece, not

let him die immediately, but let him live for two or three days, suffering endless torment before he dies. That would make me happier." As he spoke,

a cruel expression appeared on his face, and he brandished the tip of his knife at Hu Peng, seemingly contemplating where to strike.
Upon seeing this, Xiaoying's heart turned to ice. She quickly rolled to the edge of the bed and struggled to sit up. She wanted to plead for Hu Peng.

Since he wanted to deal with her, then let all the bad things fall on her. Anyway, if she were to be humiliated by him today,

she wouldn't want to live anymore. It would be good enough if Hu Peng could leave alive. But before Xiaoying could say anything,

Hu Peng struggled to kneel up and kowtowed repeatedly to Yang Xiong, each kowtow making a loud sound.
Xiaoying was greatly disappointed and cursed inwardly, "Coward, bastard, has no backbone at all." Yang Xiong laughed loudly,

as smug as an emperor. He stood up from his chair, pointed a dagger at Hu Peng, and cursed, "You son of a bitch, you bastard, I

've put up with you for so long. I worked at the school for four years, how many times have you cursed me? How many times have you berated me?
Have you ever treated me like a person with dignity?" He then began kicking Yang Xiong wildly. While kicking, he...

He cursed, "You little bastard, you son of a bitch, do you remember that time I delivered hot water upstairs a little late, and you

called me slower than a pig? Damn it, you've got what you deserve! And another time, I glanced at Xiaoying a couple more times, and you told

me that if I looked at her again, you'd fire me. I put up with you so I could see Xiaoying every day.

A few days ago , my aunt died, and I missed a few days of work to handle her funeral arrangements, and you actually fired me!
You son of a bitch, are you even human? Don't you ever have family members die? I bet your whole

family will be wiped out by tomorrow or the day after!" His curses grew increasingly vicious, his kicks more and more violent, until Hu Peng rolled around on the ground, whimpering,

whether from pleading for mercy or from pain, it was hard to tell.
Xiaoying couldn't believe that the seemingly refined

and cultured Hu Peng would bully an honest man like this, acting like a thug. She felt a pang of guilt and regret for misjudging him.
After cursing and kicking enough, Yang Xiong remained silent for a moment, glared at Hu Peng a few times, and, panting heavily, pointed the knife tip at

Yang Xiong's heart. Yang Xiong, terrified, let out a groan and fainted. Yang Xiong cursed, "What a spineless coward!

I haven't even bled you yet!"
Having insulted Hu Peng in front of Xiao Ying, Yang Xiong felt a surge of triumph and satisfaction. But when his gaze fell on Xiao Ying,

it softened. He reached into Xiao Ying's mouth and removed the towel, making her feel much better, and she took

a few deep breaths.
Xiao Ying glared at him and said, "Aren't you afraid I'll scream?" She glanced at the unconscious Hu Peng, her expression a mixture of

pity, resentment, and contempt.
Yang Xiong sat on the bed and said, "Do whatever you want, I'm not afraid at all. If you dare to scream,

I'll kill him first." He looked at Xiao Ying, "See? He smells a bit off. Do you know what

happened ? I threw him in the bathroom and even peed on him. It felt so good."
Xiao Ying snorted, "You're a pervert, completely unreasonable. Even if he offended you, you've already hit him, cursed him,

and vented your anger. Why do you still want him dead? What grudge does he have against you?"
Yang Xiong gritted his teeth and said, "What grudge? Just because he stole you and made me sad, he deserves to die

a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times."
Xiao Ying asked in confusion, "What do I have to do with you?"
Yang Xiong stared at her in a daze and said, "We have a lot to do with each other. You wait, I'll tell you slowly."

As he spoke , Yang Xiong went out to fetch a basin of cold water and poured it on Hu Peng to wake him up.
Yang Xiong pointed at Hu Peng and cursed, "You bastard, don't try to play dead. There's more to the show in a bit. If you

cooperate well, I might take pity on you and spare your life."
Hu Peng sat on the ground, trembling slightly, nodding repeatedly, desperately trying to please him. He was terrified that the slightest

mistake would cost him his life. He secretly regretted drinking that cat urine tonight. If he hadn't argued with Xiao Ying and

hadn't drunk it, this ordeal wouldn't have happened.
Yang Xiong threw the dagger in front of Hu Peng, then sat back down in his chair, looking at Xiao Ying, and began to say

a lot of things he had been suppressing.
His first sentence startled both Xiao Ying and Hu Peng. He said, "Xiaoying, you know

, from the first moment I saw you, I fell in love with you."
Seeing their expressions, he continued, "It's been five years since I fell in love with you. In these five years

, I've thought about you constantly, worried about you, always wanting to hold you in my arms and sleep with you."
Xiaoying was shocked, blinking her beautiful eyes, and said, "How could you do this? You can't."
Yang Xiong snorted and said hastily, "What's wrong with it? A woman from one family is sought after by many. I, Yang Xiong, am

not a cold-blooded animal; I also have emotions and desires. Before telling you about my love for you, I think I should

tell you about my background."
Xiaoying was no longer afraid. She glared at him and said calmly, "Go ahead, I'm listening."
Yang Xiong ignored Xiaoying's attitude, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and smoke rings rose one after another

as he began to speak. He said, “Everyone else has healthy parents, but I don’t. When I was just old enough to understand things,

my dad was arrested. He loved gambling, and he gambled heavily, losing everything the family had. Once, in a fit of rage,

he killed the casino owner with a knife. My dad was executed for murder. My mom didn’t shed a single tear;

she abandoned me and ran away. I don’t know where she went, and I’ve never seen her again. Later, my uncle

told me that she must have gone back to her old ways.” Yang Xiong paused here.
Xiaoying felt sorry for him and asked, "What was your old profession?"
Yang Xiong felt a pang of pain in his heart and said bitterly, "I became a prostitute. My uncle said that his sister has always been

disreputable ; she met my father in the brothel."
Xiaoying asked, "Then how did you grow up?"
Yang Xiong replied, "I was raised by my uncle. He's a kind man who works as a bodyguard.

Back then, living conditions were alright, but when I was in school, I was always looked down upon. My father was a murderer,

and my mother was a prostitute. My classmates would point and whisper about me, and I was deeply hurt. Because I didn't study hard,

I dropped out of school after junior high. I went out into society and became a thief, a swindler, and I often got into fights.

Sometimes I beat people so badly they were running for their lives, and sometimes I was beaten half to death." As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves,

revealing a series of conspicuous scars.
Xiaoying was horrified; she could imagine his depraved life in society back then. She didn't know

what to say , only frowned, thinking to herself, "Serves you right for not learning good manners.
" Yang Xiong continued, "My uncle saw I was hopeless and beat me severely before kicking me out.

Without any restraint, I became even worse, and finally, during a theft, I was caught red-handed by the police. I

was sentenced and served five years in prison. No one looked after me in jail, and I suffered all kinds of humiliation when I first arrived. But I still wanted to

get out , so I silently endured it. But others dared to bully me even more. Because I had learned kung fu from my uncle, my skills

were better than the average person. Once, I was beaten by three men, and my anger exploded; I beat them almost to death.
From then on, no one dared to bully me anymore, and some even flattered me. At that time, I felt like

Xu Wenqiang from Shanghai." At this point, Yang Xiong exhaled several puffs of smoke.
Xiao Ying smelled the smoke, frowned, and coughed a few times. Noticing her aversion to the smell, Yang Xiong

stubbed out and opened the door to let her smoke.
Yang Xiong sat up and said again, "After I got out, I swore I would never be a bad person again. I have no other relatives..."

"I had no choice but to go back to my uncle. By then, he had remarried, and that's the woman you saw in the living room in the photo."
"My uncle never had any children, and he was overjoyed to see me return. He didn't look down on me at all. He's

no longer a bodyguard; he does odd jobs for a company. He even helped me find a job as

a waitress at a karaoke bar. That's where I met you, and I fell in love with you."
Xiaoying listened, her heart heavy. She thought to herself, "I can't believe someone like him has loved me for so long. I was
only seventeen when I met him; I didn't know anything about love then. Do I understand it now?

I can't explain it. But one thing is certain: I won't love him. He's not worth my love."

(4) Threatening
"I fell in love with you, but I know I'm not good enough for you, so I can only care for you silently. My uncle was trying to find me a partner so that I

could start anew. I dated two people, but both relationships ended quickly. The

first one was a hotel waitress. After dating for a few days, she complained that I wasn't handsome and called me a convict. I couldn't take it anymore

, so I tricked her into going to the woods in the suburbs. I not only raped her but also beat her up. I even told her, '

Go ahead and report me. I don't want to live anymore.' She ran away crying. I waited for the police to come and arrest me, but they didn't

come. I haven't seen her since. Maybe she went to another place."
Xiaoying said with dissatisfaction, "Of course it was wrong of her to curse you, but you shouldn't have treated her like that."
Yang Xiong nodded and said, " "Yes, I went too far. I was angry at the time, and I regretted it afterwards

."
Xiaoying asked, "What about the second girl? What did you do to her then?"
Yang Xiong slowly said, "The second one was an unemployed girl. She was quite pretty. We were getting along well at first, but

after half a month, she somehow found out about me, that I had been in jail, and that my family was poor. So she

broke up . But before we broke up, she said something that made me suffer again. She said, 'With your character, don't you even

take a piss and look at yourself? Do you think you're good enough for me?' This time, I really angered her. I not only slept with her vagina and

anus, but I also made her lick my penis. Luckily, she was still a virgin. I made her scream as I fucked her."

At this point, Yang Xiong lewdly laughed.
Xiaoying exclaimed, "You're inhuman! Are you really going to let this girl off the hook like this?"
Yang Xiong chuckled, "This time it's not that simple. One of the girl's brothers brought two thugs to settle

scores with me, and what happened? We all ended up in the hospital. They were all more seriously injured than me. Since then, they haven't dared

to bother me again."
Xiaoying said resentfully, "Someone like you should go to jail."
Yang Xiong curled his lip and said, "You won't have the chance to put me in jail."
Xiaoying said indignantly, "You kidnapped me and Hu Peng this time, you'll definitely sue you and make you spend

your life jail."
Yang Xiong sneered, "I'm afraid you won't have the chance to sue me. Once you've entered this door, do you think you can

leave ?" He then stomped on the dagger on the ground.
Hu Peng shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he wouldn't sue him. Xiaoying raised her chin and said arrogantly, "Kill me if you want

, do you think I'm afraid of death?"
Yang Xiong clapped his hands and said, "You really have guts, but what will happen to your mother after you die? Her health isn't

very good, and you've just become famous, buying her a new house. If you die, how will she live?"
Xiaoying was stunned for a moment, then said, "I don't care about that anymore. I'd rather die than submit to you."
Yang Xiong praised again, "Good, Zhang Xiaoying, I really didn't misjudge you. You really are a tough girl.
Now I'll give you two a chance." As he spoke, Yang Xiong took the towel out of Hu Peng's mouth. Hu

Peng had been holding it in for too long and was panting heavily like a dog.
Yang Xiong's gaze swept over the two faces and said, "Originally, I wanted to kill both of you, but

I've changed my mind now. I've decided to kill only one of you and let the other go. Tell me,

who wants to die? State your name. You have five minutes." As he spoke, Yang Xiong sat down in his chair and

crossed his legs.
Xiaoying looked at Hu Peng and asked, "Hu Peng, are you willing to lose your life to save me?"
Hu Peng frowned and stammered, "Xiaoying, I really want to die for you, but I have parents at home

, and they need me too." He had a standard baritone voice, magnetic and very attractive to women.
Xiaoying's beautiful eyes widened, and she questioned, "

Don't you always say you'd sacrifice everything for me, even your life? How can you say something like this today?" Xiaoying felt a chill in her heart.
She suddenly felt that this man had become a stranger; it was as if she had never known him before.
Hu Peng knelt down before Yang Xiong and said loudly, "Uncle Yang, I was blind before and offended you. I

deserve to die. I've discussed it with her; I'll leave alive." He glanced back at Xiaoying, afraid she would

object.
Xiaoying's face showed despair and grief, and she said weakly, "Let him get out of here. I'd rather die."

As she said this, she felt as if her heart had died.
Yang Xiong jumped up, kicked Hu Peng to the ground, and cursed, "You're a real bastard! How could she

know a heartless scoundrel like you?"
Hu Peng knelt on the ground and pleaded, "Please, let me go! I'll agree to any condition you ask."
Yang Xiong said sternly, "Letting you go isn't difficult, but you have to agree to one condition."
Hu Peng quickly said, "Uncle Yang, please tell me. I

'll agree to any condition I can do."
Yang Xiong pointed at the sad Xiao Ying and said, "Give Zhang Xiao Ying to me. She should have been my woman."
Hu Peng looked at Yang Xiong, then at Xiao Ying, looking very troubled. Finally, he made up his mind and said, "Alright,

she's yours."
Yang Xiong laughed and said, "That's more like it." He then asked Xiao Ying, "Zhang Xiao Ying, are you willing to

be my woman?" His tone was filled with extreme excitement.
Xiaoying glared at him and resolutely replied, "I have no interest in dealing with a devil like you."
Yang Xiong stared at her, looking like he was about to drool, and said, "You call me a devil? I'll

show you in a minute." He turned to Hu Peng and asked, "How far have things progressed between you and Zhang Xiaoying? Tell me honestly, did you

sleep with her?"
Before Hu Peng could answer, Xiao Ying blurted out, "You're too late. I'm not a virgin anymore. I

lost my virginity to Prince Charming in junior high school, and I slept with Hu Peng many times." She winked at Hu Peng, trying to get him to

cooperate .
Yang Xiong cursed, "So she's a used woman."
Hu Peng, however, looked at Yang Xiong and said, "Uncle Yang, she's not telling the truth. She's still a virgin."
Yang Xiong's face lit up with surprise again.
Xiaoying sneered, "I've been a singer for many years and have encountered many perverts. Do you think I

could still be a virgin? Don't dream. If you want to eat someone else's dishwater, then come on."
Yang Xiong laughed wildly and said, "Zhang Xiaoying, you don't need to talk back to me. Whether it's a good shoe or a worn-out shoe, you

'll know once you try it. That can't be faked."
Hu Peng said anxiously, "It's none of my business anymore, can you let me go?"
Yang Xiong glared at him and asked again, "How far have things progressed between you and Zhang Xiaoying? Tell me quickly."
Hu Peng said tremblingly, "Uncle Yang, at most we just kissed and touched each other, absolutely

nothing else. If you don't believe me, ask Xiaoying."
Xiaoying was enraged by his confession and cursed with a red face, "Hu Peng, you son of a bitch, you're not even as good as a dog."
In her anger, Xiaoying also swore.
Yang Xiong clapped his hands and said, "Well said, well said! He's not even as good as a dog, but at least

he's a good audience member."
Hu Peng asked, "What kind of audience?"
Yang Xiong laughed, "A virgin being deflowered."
Hu Peng exclaimed, immediately understanding what he meant. His face turned pale, his heart filled with bitterness and pain.
That was his girlfriend! Deflowering her was his long-held dream, but he never imagined that Xiao Ying would be

deflowered by someone else, and right in front of him.
Hu Peng cried out, "No, no, I don't want to see, I don't want to see! If you want to have sex with her, don't do it in front of me!" Yang Xiong
grinned and said, "I want to have sex with her in front of you." As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Ying. Xiao Ying snorted

, "Go ahead and do it. Anyway, I'm powerless to resist. Just think of it as being fucked by a mad dog."
Yang Xiong took a bottle of wine from the cabinet next to him, gulped down a few mouthfuls, put down the bottle, and his face

turned bright red, even more terrifying than before.
He approached Zhang Xiaoying and asked, "Zhang Xiaoying, would you rather be fucked by a dog or by me?"
Zhang Xiaoying, now defiant, roared, "You two men are worse than dogs! I'd rather be

fucked by a dog!"
Yang Xiong stamped his foot and said, "Let's have a man-dog battle! It'll be very interesting. I'll not only let the dog

fuck you, but I'll also make you give birth to a puppy! If this gets out, it'll be huge national news. 'Popular singer

Zhang Xiaoying raped by a dog and gave birth to a puppy!'" Hearing this, Xiaoying closed her eyes in despair.
A cruel look appeared on Yang Xiong's face as he said, "You wait, I'll grant your request." He went out

and brought the large wolfhound back. He pointed at Xiaoying and said, "Big Black, you're in luck today! You get to fuck

a popular singer, and she might be a virgin. You'd better be gentle." He led the dog to Xiaoying.

The dog seemed to understand Yang Xiong's words, jumping and wagging its tail, scaring Xiaoying so much that she rolled onto the bed.
Yang Xiong stared at Xiao Ying's white legs exposed outside her cheongsam and said fiercely, "Zhang Xiao Ying, I'll ask you again, do you want

me to do it, or do the dog?"
Xiao Ying spat and said with extreme contempt, "I think you and that dog aren't much different, both are beasts.

But your thing is definitely not as big as the dog's, so call the dog."
Yang Xiong snorted, "Very well, very well, then I have nothing more to say. Let's start right away." He turned to Hu

Peng and said, "You're getting a free show, so be happy." With that, Yang Xiong had the dog sit next to Hu Peng,

got on the bed, and pulled Xiao Ying to the edge. While tearing at her clothes, he said, "If you don't know what's good for you,

don't blame me for being impolite." As he spoke, he tore Xiao Ying's cheongsam to shreds, revealing her beautiful body and underwear. A
voluptuous body, floral underwear. The bra was already quite large, but it couldn't hide her full breasts, a large

part of them exposed. The deep cleavage held boundless temptation. The panties clung tightly to her genitals, and

because the material was thin, a dark shadow was visible through her private parts. What was that? It must be pubic hair.
Seeing the man's gaze fixed on her genitals, Xiaoying turned over, lying on her side. This time, her private parts were hidden

, but her plump, round buttocks were still on full display for the man. Even through the panties, they only made them

more alluring. The two full mounds of flesh seemed about to burst through the panties. The deep groove between those mounds was

the most enchanting part of a woman's body. Seeing this, Yang Xiong was stunned, swallowing hard.
Xiaoying realized this position wasn't good either, so she sat up, slightly bending her knees, so that her alluring parts were no longer

visible. Yang Xiong's eyes were blazing with desire. He thought, "Such a beautiful body, I can't let it go. I want to fuck her,

I want to fuck her until she's dripping wet. This is something I absolutely cannot let a dog get his hands on."

(5) Loss of
Virginity Yang Xiong remained calm and said with a gloomy face, "Alright, the show is about to begin. Now let's have the dog mate."
He then took out a rope and smiled at Xiao Ying.
Xiao Ying asked nervously, "What else are you going to do?"
Yang Xiong replied, "I'll tie you up again so you can't move around, making it easier for the dog to have sex with you."
Xiao Ying cried out, "No, no, I won't let the dog have sex with me!" This time, Xiao Ying couldn't help but be afraid. Good heavens, I,

Zhang Xiao Ying, have lost my virginity to a dog! That's terrifying!
To scare her, Yang Xiong made the dog stand upright, pointed to its slightly exposed penis, and said, "What you see now

is just a little bug. When it gets hard, insert it, and I guarantee you'll have a good time." He spoke very seriously.
Xiao Ying rolled back onto the bed, shouting, "No, no, I don't want the dog to have sex with me!"
Yang Xiong lewdly laughed, "So you're letting me have sex with you?" Watching the allure of Xiao Ying's large breasts and buttocks as she rolled around,

Yang Xiong's manhood throbbed against his pants.
Xiaoying remained silent, sitting on the bed and glaring at Yang Xiong, her face filled with fear. Hu Peng, watching from the side, felt

a pang of heartache , but was also intimidated by Yang Xiong's lewd power, and dared not utter a sound.
Yang Xiong glared and said, "Zhang Xiaoying, I'll ask you one last time, do you want me to do it, or do a dog do it?"
Xiaoying still didn't speak, because she didn't want either choice. Hu Peng was truly afraid that Yang Xiong might become possessed...

"Let the wolfhound rape Xiaoying; she'll suffer a fate worse than death," Yang Xiong replied for her. "Of course, it'll be you who does it."
Hearing this, Yang Xiong chuckled, happier than if he were emperor. Xiaoying's eyes reddened,

tears welling up. She knew today's humiliation was inevitable, but she absolutely couldn't cry,

couldn't show weakness before this devil.
If only she had given her virginity to Hu Peng back then, it would have been better than losing it to this villain. Even if Hu Peng

was bad better than this devil. But now it was all too late.
Yang Xiong threw away the rope, went to the bed, and untied the rope binding Xiaoying's legs, saying, "Zhang Xiaoying, my

beauty, you're about to be raped." With that, he pushed Xiaoying down and kissed her hard. Xiaoying shook her head violently,

refusing him, and even spat at him.
Yang Xiong wasn't angry. He said, "You look quite pretty when you're angry." He kissed Xiaoying's face with his big mouth,

his hands grabbing and playing with her breasts, praising, "Really good, big and firm,

top- stuff, better than any bitch I've ever played with."
Hearing these vulgar words, Xiaoying couldn't help but shed tears, but she insisted on not crying out loud. Yang Xiong comforted her, "

Xiaoying , don't cry, you'll feel so good in a little while that you'll call me husband."
He stretched out his tongue and licked away Xiaoying's tears. His hands kneaded and pressed Xiaoying's breasts, indulging in his fondling.
After a while, finding her bra in the way, he tore it off. Thus, a pair of high, jade-like peaks appeared before Yang Xiong.
The two nipples were red and tender, much more tempting than cherries.
Yang Xiong excitedly exclaimed, "So beautiful, I love you to death, Xiaoying." Saying this, he grabbed the beauty with both hands and

played with it to his heart's content, sometimes flattening it, sometimes grabbing it, and never letting up on pinching and kneading the small nipples.
Xiaoying was humiliated and felt ashamed to the point of wanting to die, especially with her boyfriend watching. She wished she

could be stabbed to death immediately. All she could do was struggle desperately; her hands

were bound, and her legs kicked and thrashed wildly, but to Yang Xiong, her resistance only aroused him more.
Yang Xiong dared not kiss her, fearing she would bite his tongue, so he moved his mouth down, taking

one nipple into his mouth while his other hand played with the other. Xiaoying wanted to bite him, but his mouth wouldn't come close,

and she could only endure his defilement. She looked at Hu Peng, whose eyes were already closed. Xiaoying felt a wave of

despair .
Yang Xiong was skilled at playing with women; he kissed, bit, licked, and thrust at her nipples, while his other hand moved down, first

sliding along her lower abdomen, then reaching her crotch, rubbing and probing her

private parts . While playing with her, he teased her, "Xiaoying, you're so tall and perky here, you must be a

very slutty woman. Ah, you're all wet. I thought you were very proper, but you're just as slutty. You've made my hands

wet."
Xiaoying cursed, "You bastard, I won't let you get away with this." As she said this, Xiaoying's voice couldn't be too

loud , because her body was reacting, the itchy and numb feeling made her breathing abnormal and her body burning.
For the sake of being public, Yang Xiong licked her nipples alternately until both nipples were hard, and then

Yang Xiong smiled with satisfaction. He looked at the breasts covered in saliva and said, "Xiaoying, your breasts are so fun,

like two white steamed buns."
Xiaoying closed her eyes and ignored him. She was tired of cursing, tired of struggling, and could only be at his mercy. How she

wished for a miracle, or a hero to save her, or for Yang Xiong to suddenly fall ill and die,

so that she could be saved.
After playing with her breasts for a while, Yang Xiong moved down to her lower body. He placed a pillow under Xiao Ying's waist, making her lower body

more prominent. He parted Xiao Ying's thighs, revealing that her panties were already wet, and the dark pubic hair was faintly

visible.
Yang Xiong chuckled, "What a little slut, she's already so wet before I've even fucked her." He knelt

between Xiao Ying's legs, carefully observing that acupoint. He was absolutely right; Xiao Ying's vulva did indeed

protrude , something that could be seen without even taking off her panties.
Yang Xiong extended his finger and accurately pressed it on her clitoris, rubbing it lightly and heavily. This was Xiao Ying's most

sensitive spot, and she couldn't resist, letting out soft moans.
Yang Xiong praised, "No wonder you're a singer, your moans are much more beautiful than those bitches'."

Upon hearing this immediately tried her best to suppress her moans. But soon, Xiao Ying's moans grew louder and more alluring,

because Yang Xiong was now licking her.
Yang Xiong spat on Xiao Ying's panties, making them wet and transparent, then licked and

bit them with his tongue, occasionally massaging them with his hands. Xiao Ying cried out, "You bastard, you're making me so itchy!" As she spoke,

her juices flowed even more freely.
Yang Xiong raised his mouth, still wet with her juices, and pointed at Hu Peng, who had his eyes closed, saying, "The bastard's over there

. I fucked you, he's the bastard."
Xiao Ying opened her beautiful eyes and said sadly, "Get him away, I don't want to see him."
Yang Xiong jumped off the bed and said, "Fine, fine, how can he see my woman's body?" He
grabbed Hu Peng, leading the wolfhound, and left the room. Before Xiao Ying could even catch her breath, Yang Xiong

was back on the bed.
His face was filled with a beastly excitement as he said, "Xiaoying, I've put the wolfhound back on the balcony, I promise you

won't see it. That bastard, I put him in the living room, let him hear our intimate sounds, it'll make him furious

." He glanced at the open door as he spoke.
Xiaoying gasped, "Whatever you want, just do it, I don't want to live anymore anyway."
Yang Xiong echoed, "I don't want to live either, we'll die together then." With that, Yang Xiong

pulled down Xiaoying's panties, which looked like they were soaked with urine. Now, Xiaoying's private parts were completely exposed.
Xiaoying wanted to close her legs to keep him from seeing, but Yang Xiong was kneeling between her legs, and she was powerless. Seeing the man

drooling he stared at her lower body, Xiaoying closed her eyes, filled with shame, wanting only to disappear into the ground.
Only Yang Xiong had seen her lower body, but even he didn't dare to look so brazenly.
He saw lush black hair, a slit of hair. Yang Xiong parted the pubic hair, revealing the delicate little red lips, with a small, erect clitoris

at the top , undoubtedly the result of Yang Xiong's teasing. The little hole was already overflowing with

lustful fluids, making the brown chrysanthemum below wet and glistening.
Because of the pillow, Xiaoying's buttocks and anus were very prominent, which stunned Yang Xiong. Comparing them to

Xiaoying's pretty face, he praised, "You are a natural beauty. Not only is your face beautiful, but your

vagina and anus are beautiful too. I love you to death." As he spoke, he brought his mouth close and bombarded her with another round of "bombardment." A lot of

vaginal fluid flowed out and entered Yang Xiong's mouth. Yang Xiong even said it tasted good.
Xiaoying was trembling all over. Her anger and shame slowly disappeared, replaced by physical

pleasure and the comfort of her vagina. At the same time, a strong need made her cry out loudly and moan, "Ah, it's so itchy

, ah, it's so numb, hurry up." At this moment, Xiaoying had forgotten that she was being forced.
Yang Xiong was pleased to see her reaction. He quickly took off his clothes, revealing his dark and muscular body. His

seven-inch-long penis stood tall and hard as an iron rod, and the glans was almost the size of an egg. Yang Xiong proudly

held it, shaking it at Xiao Ying, and laughed, "Xiao Ying, look, it's going to fuck you." Xiao Ying opened her eyes and

was startled; it was twice the length of her boyfriend's. Although Hu Peng had never been with her, he often let her touch it, so she

knew his physique well.
Xiao Ying closed her eyes again, unwilling to see the man's aggressive appearance. Yang Xiong pushed the pillow aside, happily straddled

Xiao Ying, aimed his penis at her opening, and said, "Xiao Ying, open your eyes, look at me, I

'm going to fuck you."
With that, he thrust hard, and the head of his penis was already inside. Xiao Ying screamed in pain, tears streaming down her face

. How could it not hurt when such a large thing pierced her small opening?
Yang Xiong comforted her, "Xiao Ying, a short pain is better than a long one, just bear with it." With that,

he thrust , and it went all the way in.
This time, Xiao Ying's virgin blood flowed out.
Xiao Ying winced and cried from the pain, but Yang Xiong was very proud and said, "It's so good, Xiao Ying. I've been waiting for so

many years, and I've finally fucked you. And I've fucked your virginity."
Xiao Ying was sobered up by the pain. She hated Hu Peng for being spineless and regretted losing her virginity to

a thief. She thought to herself, "My life is so miserable. Even if someone saves me now, it will be of no use. As long as I

can get out of here alive, I must take revenge."

(6) Forgiveness
Yang Xiong's flesh was wrapped in Xiao Ying's virgin hole, tight, warm, and very moist.

With , the tender flesh squeezed and clenched, each thrust was intoxicating. Yang Xiong felt every pore of his body was satisfied.
However, since the girl had just lost her virginity, he could not fuck her too hard, otherwise, Yang Xiong would feel even more comfortable.
Xiao Ying's petals were cut by such a big thing, as if cut by a knife, both painful and swollen.
She frowned, unable to hold back her moans, "It hurts so much, you devil, you ruined me, I won't

let you get away with this."
Yang Xiong chuckled and said, "Little darling, I'm not afraid of your revenge." As he spoke, he

gently thrust his penis in and out of her breasts while kissing Xiaoying's nipples, one hand grasping the other, playing with it with great interest.
Her two large breasts were already erect with excitement, as if welcoming the man's caresses.
Yang Xiong was having sex with her, feeling the beauty of her body. Xiaoying's body was as soft as cotton, more comfortable than the finest

bedding . He would be willing to have sex with such a beautiful girl, even if he were dragged out and shot tomorrow.
Yang Xiong didn't want her to suffer, so he didn't thrust hard, only making small movements. Her mouth licked her nipples

with a smacking sound, and her breasts were already deformed from being grasped by his hands. Under the man's teasing, Xiaoying's pain gradually

lessened , and that itchy and comfortable feeling gradually came over her. She was experiencing the taste of a man for the first time, the pleasure of a penis. Therefore

, her brows subtly relaxed, and she moaned softly under the man's assault.
Yang Xiong understood; the girl was aroused. So, he quickened his pace, each thrust deep and penetrating,

each time his glans slammed against Xiaoying's clitoris, giving her ecstatic pleasure. Xiaoying felt no pain; under

the onslaught of pleasure, her cries grew louder and louder. Yang Xiong found it extremely pleasing, increasing his strength, thrusting into her vagina with a squelching

sound, her juices flowing incessantly, soaking the bed. The bed shook repeatedly.
While fucking her, Yang Xiong teased her, "Zhang Xiaoying, my little beauty, I'm fucking you right now, do you

know that?"
Xiaoying moaned, as if in response.
Yang Xiong said again, "Your pussy is so good, like a little mouth holding my cock, biting

the head tightly, making me feel like my soul is about to leave me. You're a natural slut."
Xiao Ying was even more excited and shocked to hear this; such vulgar language was very stimulating. Yang Xiong deliberately

slowed down pulling his penis out of the opening and not inserting it again for a long time. Xiao Ying became anxious and quickly arched her lower body to meet him.
Yang Xiong was overjoyed and thrust his hips forward, inserting it all the way to the root, making Xiao Ying's body tremble. Yang Xiong said, "Hold

my neck and stick your tongue out." As he spoke, he untied the ropes binding her hands.
Xiao Ying, in a daze, actually did as he was told. Yang Xiong was even more excited, sucking on Xiao Ying's fragrant tongue,

and soon he inserted his big tongue into Xiao Ying's red lips, entwining them together.
At this moment, Xiaoying was no longer passive; her desire flared up. She started whimpering, her lower body thrusting

rhythmically—though stiff, it was undeniably proactive and passionate. She

was completely different from her usual demure self.
As Yang Xiong thrust forcefully, he said, "If you feel good, shout it out loud. Go ahead, shout it out."
Xiao Ying, while twisting her waist and swaying her hips, cried out, "You're fucking me so well, it's killing me!

Fuck !"
Yang Xiong exclaimed, "Your cunt is so good! Of all the cunts I've fucked, yours is the most wanton. It's almost

broken my cock. From now on, will you let me fuck your cunt every day?"
Xiao Ying cried out passionately, "Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me! I'll let you fuck my cunt every day!"
Yang Xiong said, "Little darling, call me dear brother."
Xiao Ying cried out, "Dear brother, my dear brother, you're fucking me to death! It feels so good!"
Yang Xiong was overjoyed, his penis rapidly thrusting in and out of her cunt, making her cunt flow with lustful fluids. Before long,

Xiao Ying reached her first orgasm. The warm current flowed out, pouring onto Yang Xiong's flesh, making him so happy that he

increased his speed to the maximum and thrust dozens more times before ejaculating into the virgin

's vagina. The scalding sensation made Xiao Ying cry out loudly, "Dear brother, you've scalded my cunt!"
Yang Xiong stopped moving, lying on top of Xiao Ying. The room fell silent, filled with the pungent smell of semen after sex.
Yang Xiong panted heavily for a while before getting off Xiao Ying. Xiao Ying's beautiful eyes were closed, her face flushed with satisfaction after being penetrated

. Her breasts rose and fell with her breath, and a little semen leaked from her vagina.
Yang Xiong sat beside Xiao Ying, laughing loudly, his face gleaming with a satisfied, beastly light. He looked at

the naked Xiao Ying, caressing her body, and said triumphantly, "Xiao Ying, you're my woman now,

no one can take you away."
Xiao Ying suddenly sat up, pushed his hands away, and cursed, "You devil, don't touch me!" She grabbed her

torn clothes to cover her body. Looking at Yang Xiong's wet, large penis, recalling her misfortune

and her own lewdness, Xiao Ying cried sadly. She wanted to jump off the building immediately.
Seeing her heartbroken state, Yang Xiong's ferocity vanished. He pulled on a pair of underwear, got out of bed, picked up

a dagger, and said to Xiaoying, "That kid's had his fill of the show, it's time to send him on his way."
Upon hearing this, Xiaoying quickly raised her tear-streaked face and said, "No, don't kill him. Please let him go,

okay?"
Yang Xiong looked at Xiaoying's pitiful and sorrowful face, thought for a moment, and said, "Alright, I'll let him

go ." He then went to the living room.
Hu Peng collapsed on the sofa, heartbroken. His girlfriend, so beautiful, had been enjoyed by another man.
He was filled with anger, grief, and despair. Hearing his girlfriend's lewd moans and panting, Hu Peng was so agitated he

didn't want to live anymore. But when he saw Yang Xiong approaching with a knife, he became afraid again, having heard Yang Xiong tell him to go.
However, this time he hardened his resolve and remained silent, head bowed.
Yang Xiong stepped forward and said, "For Xiaoying's sake, I'll spare your life. If you want to call the police, that

's fine with you. Anyway, I'm going to die with Xiaoying."
Hu Peng was overjoyed to hear that he was going to be let go and asked excitedly, "You really won't kill me? If you let me go,

I will never call the police. But please, don't kill Xiaoying, let her go too."
Yang Xiong slapped him and cursed, "You bastard, Xiaoying's affairs are none of your business, get lost."
He then cut Hu Peng's rope. Hu Peng's first reaction was to run, but after only one step, he

couldn't help look into the bedroom. From his angle, he couldn't see Xiaoying on the bed.
Yang Xiong sneered, "What, you don't want to leave? Then stay."
Hu Peng quickly ran to the door, opened it, and ran away as fast as he could. He didn't dare to mention the car, for fear that if he did,

the other party would change their mind.

(7) Sudden change
Yang Xiong returned to the room, and Xiaoying sat blankly on the bed, like a fool, her eyes glazed over, still covering

her body . Yang Xiong put away the knife and said to Xiao Ying, "I listened to you and let him go. Are you satisfied now?"
Xiao Ying glared at him and snorted, "I won't be grateful to you. I'll never forgive you. You wanted to kill me?
Go ahead and try. I've had enough of living. What's the point of living after being raped by scum like you?"
Saying this, Xiao Ying bit her red lips, afraid she would cry again.
Yang Xiong sat down on the bed, and Xiao Ying hurriedly retreated until she had nowhere left to go. Yang Xiong sighed and

said , "Xiao Ying, I didn't want this to happen. I had no choice but to do this to you." With that, he left

the room. When he came back in, Yang Xiong had brought some clothes and threw them on the bed. Xiao Ying saw that there were underwear and outerwear, and

they looked quite nice.
Yang Xiong explained, "These all belong to my aunt. Some of them haven't even been worn yet. Try them on and see if they fit."
Xiao Ying desperately needed clothes and said to him, "How can I wear these while you're here?"
Yang Xiong replied, "I can't go out. I'm afraid you'll commit suicide."
Xiao Ying scoffed, "Would I be that stupid? You're not dead, so why would I?"
Yang Xiong smiled and went to the living room. After a long while, Yang Xiong returned to the house. As soon as he entered, Xiao Ying

lunged at him with the dagger he had just used. Yang Xiong dodged to the side, grabbed her wrist, snatched the knife, and held it to

her neck.
Xiao Ying cried out, "Kill me! I'd be more than happy to!"
Yang Xiong looked at the white casual clothes Xiao Ying was wearing and couldn't help but think of his aunt. He threw away the dagger, pushed

Xiaoying to sit down on the edge of the bed, and glared at her, saying, "Don't think I wouldn't dare kill you. Killing you is as

easy as killing a chick for me. But you are the person I, Yang Xiong, deeply love, and I don't want to hurt you. You sit still and behave yourself; I still have a lot

to say ."
Xiaoying sat on the edge of the bed, still with a hostile expression. Yang Xiong's expression softened considerably. He said, "Do you know

how I brought Hu Peng here? And why I chose to kidnap you now?"
Xiao Ying smiled bitterly, "You only have lust for me, no love."
Yang Xiong shook his head, "No, I have genuine feelings for you. If I didn't like you, why would I

kidnap ? I've always loved you and never thought of hurting you. But recently, there have been rumors circulating at school that you

're going to marry Hu Peng. I couldn't bear the blow, and on top of that, my aunt died. I was so heartbroken I

didn't want to live anymore. I just wanted to be with you one last time, and then have you die with me. Anyway, I

have nothing ."
Xiao Ying said indignantly, "If you don't want to live, that's your business. Why drag me into it?"
Yang Xiong shouted, "I don't want another man to have you, to possess you. As soon as I heard you were going to marry Hu Peng,

I panicked... " "I was just thinking about how to get you quickly. I don't have much time left. I've been

trying to think of a way these past few days, but I couldn't come up with anything. Luckily, by some stroke of luck, I ran into Hu Peng at the snack bar. I got him

drunk and used him to lure you here. I originally planned to kill him too, but when I saw you, my heart softened.

To comply with your wishes, I let him go."
Xiao Ying said, "You regret it now, but it's too late. He'll definitely call the police, and you won't be able to escape."
Yang Xiong laughed, "I never intended to run away."
Xiao Ying said coldly, "Just wait to go to jail."
Yang Xiong laughed and said, "I don't have that kind of luck. They'll be waiting to take my body away."
Xiao Ying asked, "Do you really want to die?"
Yang Xiong said firmly, "Yes, I've made up my mind. I've already got you, my wish is fulfilled

. I can't bear to kill you, so I'll let you go tomorrow morning."
Xiaoying blinked her beautiful eyes, half-believing and half-doubting, and said, "You really will let me go?"
Yang Xiong slowly said, "What use is there for me to keep you? I don't want you to die now; I want you to

live happily and always remember me. I'm going to follow my aunt."
Xiaoying said, "Your aunt? You're not telling me you even slept with your aunt, are you? If you slept with your

aunt , you're even more of a beast."
Yang Xiong smiled and said, "You're right, I did sleep with her, and not just once or twice. Since my

uncle died, my aunt hasn't remarried because she's always slept with me. We even had a child, but afraid of gossip, she gave the child away. Because her death was so sudden, I don't even know where

the child is now ." 　　Xiaoying cursed, "You're a real scumbag." 　　Yang Xiong He explained, "My aunt and I have a real relationship. She's beautiful and cares for me like . I wanted to sleep with her when my uncle was alive. But I respected him, so I never touched her. Only after he died did I dare to. After I slept with her, she told me that she could tell from my eyes that I had those bad intentions, but she said she liked it, she liked it even more when I slept with her. She said my penis was much better than my uncle's, and she said that every time I slept with her, she felt like she was dying of pleasure." 　　Xiaoying covered her ears and shouted, "Stop using vulgar language in front of me, I don't want to hear it." 　　Yang Xiong laughed and said, "Didn't you say that in bed just now?" 　　Xiaoying turned her head away and cursed, "I can't be bothered with scum like you." 　　After a while, Yang Xiong pushed Xiaoying onto the bed. Xiaoying panicked and cried out, "What do you want to do?" 　　Yang Xiong explained, "To sleep. I'll take you away tomorrow morning." He spread out the blankets, forcefully tucked Xiaoying into bed, turned off the light, and then crawled under the covers, holding her tightly no matter how much she cried out. 　　They both fell asleep eventually. 　　When Xiaoying woke up the next morning, she found Yang Xiong gone. She wondered, "What trick has he come up with to deal with me now? Has he changed his mind again? Does he not want to let me go and is going to kill me?" The thought of death still made Xiaoying's heart ache. She was in the prime of her life, hadn't lived enough, and still had her mother who needed someone to take care of her. 　　When she stepped out of the living room, she saw the table laden with food. Yang Xiong sat at the table, smiling broadly, waving her with affection and kindness on his face—he didn't look like a villain at all. 　　Yang Xiong said to her, "Go wash your face, I'm waiting for you to eat." 　　Xiao Ying glared at him and said, "You didn't poison the food, did you?" 　　Yang Xiong smiled and said, "Why would I? If I wanted you dead, I would have Why bother with all that? Go wash your hands, I'm waiting for you." 　　Xiao Ying went to the bathroom. When she came back and sat down, Yang Xiong invited Guan Xiao Ying to eat. The table was full of Xiao Ying's favorite fish and meat. Yang Xiong ate heartily, and Xiao Ying was also hungry. Seeing that he was alright, 　　she also started eating. After the meal, Yang Xiong sighed, "It's been a long time since I've eaten so happily. It's a pity this might be my last meal." 　　Xiao Ying felt sorry for him and said, "You don't have to die." 　　Yang Xiong didn't respond to that and said, "Xiao Ying, sing me a song, just to pity me." 　　Xiao Ying said, "What do you want to hear?" 　　Yang Xiong said softly, "Just sing 'Tomorrow I'm Marrying You'." "My aunt loved to sing this song to me, but she never married me. She didn't have the guts, afraid people would scold her." 　　Xiaoying cleared her throat and began to sing. Her voice was clear and melodious, with a lingering charm, showcasing the singer's profound vocal skills. Xiaoying's beauty added to the song's allure. When Xiaoying finished singing, she noticed Yang Xiong was shedding tears, seemingly immersed in a sorrowful world of love. 　　The singing stopped for a while before Yang Xiong realized his outburst. He quickly wiped away his tears and said, "I feel like crying whenever I hear this song, I can't explain why. I wasn't fortunate enough to marry my aunt, nor was I fortunate enough to marry you. My life has been so lonely, so desolate, so tragic. I've had enough of living. I'll go with her. I know I hurt you deeply, but I will make it up to you with my life." He stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home." 　　Xiaoying looked around the house again, the place that had given her nightmares. She glanced at the large photograph on the wall and thought the woman was truly beautiful, like a blooming flower. Why would such a beauty die so young? 　　She observed Yang Xiong again; he seemed different from the menacing figure of yesterday. Could all of this be a dream? 　　No, no, my lower body still hurts; how could this not be real? 　　The two went out, and as they descended the stairs, Xiaoying limped, naturally due to the injury from the previous night. Yang Xiong offered to help her, but Xiaoying refused. Yang Xiong then walked ahead to prevent Xiaoying from falling. If she did fall, he could catch her . Xiaoying was confused, wondering, what kind of person is he? Does he truly love me? As soon as 　　Yang Xiong stepped out of the building entrance, four policemen suddenly rushed out from both sides, grabbed him, pinned him down, and handcuffed him. 　　Yang Xiong, focused solely on Xiaoying, hadn't expected this turn of events and didn't even have time to resist. 　　Xiaoying screamed, "Let him go! Why are you arresting him?" 　　The policeman said, "We received a report last night and have been hiding here. He's suspected of kidnapping and rape." 　　Just then, a police car pulled up, and Hu Peng got out, supporting Xiaoying's arm and asking , "How are you?" 　　Xiaoying pushed him away, cursing, "You bastard, get the hell out of here! I don't want to see you!" 　　Hu Peng, frustrated, rushed forward and kicked Yang Xiong twice, cursing, "You scum, go to jail and cook your own meal!" Yang Xiong laughed loudly, saying, "You bastard, get the hell out of here! I don't want to see you either." 　　He winked at Xiaoying. Xiaoying actually smiled. 　　The policeman shoved Hu Peng into the police car, but Xiaoying insisted on going with him, and eventually she got in too, making Hu Peng furious. He cursed inwardly, "Yang Xiong, you dog, I'll make sure you live a miserable life!" 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(8) Ending 　　A month later, singer Zhang Xiaoying held a press conference. In addition to talking about her development direction in the music industry and her recent schedule, she also introduced her bodyguard and driver to everyone with a big smile.

This is Yang Xiong. He's not the same person he used to be; he's a completely new figure, impeccably dressed and

radiant . He himself never imagined such an outcome, that he'd emerge unscathed. He

certainly never expected Xiao Ying to save him; with her help, his charges were dropped, and he was even given a position of importance. This time, Hu Peng was so angry he

was hospitalized.
Xiao Ying spent hundreds of thousands on a car, and Yang Xiong drove her around every day. He accompanied her to school, to performances,

encouraged her, and cheered her on. By day, he was a competent driver and bodyguard; by night, he was her lover and

master. Under Yang Xiong's tutelage, Xiao Ying not only improved her bedroom skills but also tried anal sex and blowjobs,

fully enjoying the pleasures of sex. She was very content and happy.
Xiao Ying's friends, Xiao Chun and Xiao Chang, found it strange that she suddenly had such a boyfriend. Xiao

Ying told her two close friends about Yang Xiong's virtues, and they chuckled, also dreaming

of finding a big penis to enjoy life.
Life isn't perfect, and neither is Xiaoying's. Amidst her happiness, she noticed Yang Xiong's gaze frequently lingering on

another woman's breasts and hips. This terrified Xiaoying, filling her with wild thoughts,

yet she couldn't express her unspoken suffering. Because this woman was none other than her mother.
Her mother wasn't old; she still possessed a certain charm, appearing to be under thirty-five. Xiaoying also noticed that her mother's gaze

kept drifting towards Yang Xiong's crotch. This made Xiaoying even more frightened, constantly worrying that her tomorrow wouldn't be a bright

one.
[The End
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