people can be bullied

I was laid face down on the shattered couch with my waist up and my receiving buttocks raised like a mating female.

His hair hangs down, and the silver-white hair is smooth like satin and folded on top of my black hair. I turned my head with my chin locked, and when my lips and teeth touched, I tasted the rust. That was when I was struggling. Not quite the taste of blood that bleeds when the tip of the tongue is bitten.

My spine pressed against his chest, and He Chong embraced me half-circling——

The generous chest was once my most solid support.

used to be.

He Chong raised his eyebrows slightly, his tongue broke into my territory, entangled my injured tongue arrogantly and unreasonably.

Is no longer.

I bit down hard, successfully biting He Chong's tongue, but He Chong didn't even wrinkle his brows, and invaded wantonly in my mouth.

The sound of water was endless, and excessive saliva slid down from the corners of his mouth, leaving behind wet marks.

It was a bloody and heartless kiss.

This is more like a mark made by a beast to show control.

"Hmm—" I widened my eyes, my body bounced up in shock, and hit the wall behind me, my scream was lost between the entanglement of my lips and teeth, my legs were pulled further apart, revealing the tightness between my two thighs On the ground, fingers with sword calluses penetrated into my soft inside.

My body was stiff, my muscles tensed, and every inch of flesh and blood was written with resistance.

It was difficult to move an inch in the dry valley road. He withdrew his hand and crushed a porcelain vase. His hand was filled with the rare healing product. He tried to enter again. This time, his fingers smoothly entered the depths of the cave and were penetrated. The feeling inside my body made my scalp tingle, I trembled, lost my color, and shook my head desperately.

'don't want!please! '

My eyes were full of pleading, but He Chong ignored them indifferently, and did not soften the slightest bit. He even added another finger inside, and the indescribable soreness came from under him. Under the attack of two fingers, the delicate inner wall was weak even to resist, and kept retreating under his plunder, cede territory for peace.

For a moment, I was drained of strength, I could barely stand on my knees, my face was buried in the mattress, my shoulders were on top of the mattress, my waist collapsed like it was broken, I was gasping for breath, my heart was crushed by a Invisible hands grasped and clenched.

Gradually, the discomfort disappeared and was replaced by a strange tingling sensation. When the finger touched a different place in the acupuncture point, a strong and strange pleasure swept over me. I opened my eyes wide in disbelief, "No..."

I do not want!

I struggled violently, but my struggle was nothing more than a fly shaking the tree, He Chong clasped my hands firmly, lifted my waist, and then, with all his roots.

"Ah!—" I screamed and then completely lost my voice, weeping silently.

Blood snaked down from the legs, like ugly blood-colored worms.

I lay limp on the bed as if dead, convulsing and twitching in pain.My heart was forcibly torn open from the inside out, and it was almost impossible for me to decide whether it was the pain of the body being torn apart or the pain of the heart being torn apart was more painful.

I might as well die.

Why am I not dead yet.

He Chong let go of my hands, and instead pinched my waist with both hands, and clasped his thumbs on the hollows on both sides of my waist. All of a sudden, it became more ripe.

I stared blankly at the bed curtain in front of me. Because of my struggle, He Chong once put pressure on me for a moment. Then half of the room collapsed, one of the bedposts was broken, and the bed curtain swayed limply, falling right in front of my eyes.

There was a hole in the curtain of the bed, through which I could see the crumbling house, the twilight of the sky.

A strong resentment suddenly appeared in my heart, it was hatred, hatred, and hatred.

Do not!

Why!

Why can everyone belittle me and despise me!

Just because I'm soft-spoken, because I have no foundation, because I'm annoying?

Why?

"Animal...sheng." I gritted my teeth, said in a hateful voice, my breath was weak, and my voice was erratic, but I knew that He Chong must have heard it clearly.

He Chong scooped me up with his long arm, his eyes were like a frozen lake, cold and heartless, reflecting my ugly appearance.

Cheng Huan's ugliness under his master.

I was sweating profusely, my face was pale, but my cheeks were flushed, and my scattered hair was wet with sweat and tangled into bundles, winding and snaking on the plain white flesh.

It's ugly.

I hissed.

I just want to live dignifiedly, be an ordinary and ordinary person, have family and friends, have teachers, have friends, don't need to be top-notch, don't need to be rich... It's a pity that being weak is destined to be bullied.

No one loves me.

I would rather blame others.

He Chong opened my buttocks, pulled out a little bit of the penis, and pounded it in again, my body swayed back and forth with his movements.

The crackling sound of physical collisions resounded uninterrupted, like a monk ringing a bell, the sound continued.

I opened my eyes and looked forward without focus. The sun had completely fallen to the surface of the earth, and the earth was plunged into darkness. There were no stars, no moon, and no wind.

Nothing.

There was only one crash after another.

I want to live.

But, it's really hard to live.

The hot giant burned my insides, and also burned away the excess moisture on my body. My tears were already dry, my eye sockets were dry, and the corners of my mouth curled up involuntarily, forming an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

I don't know if it's my talent, but I got used to this kind of pain and no longer feel any pain.

It's really rough skin and thick flesh, it deserves to be cheap.

He Chong looked down at my miserable situation, his calm eyes shrank slightly, he pinched my chin, put his lips on my lips, and slowly sent a soft spiritual breath.

He is not my master.

He is not.

I finally got my wish and lost consciousness.