The four college students have been missing for seven days.
The mayor of Panlong Town, who is nearly sixty years old, listened to the sheriff's report dejectedly.
We have searched all the possible places nearby and there is no news.The only clue at the moment is the few empty cans found at the entrance to Panlong Mountain and a special letter paper for the hotel they lived in before they disappeared, so we speculate that they might have entered Panlong Mountain.
Then why don't you go find it?
The sheriff's face was helpless, you don't know how big Panlong Mountain is.Besides, some witnesses discovered that the flower-urging maniac Zhang Hong once appeared. If he really flew into the town, our police force might be...
It's been seven days, and I'm afraid this matter can never be covered.The old town mayor lowered his head, put his hands into his gray hair, and suddenly shivered. If the children fell into Zhang Hong's hands...
That's really unimaginable.
The old town mayor thumped the table hard, looking for it!Be sure to keep looking!Summon all the hunters from the surrounding villages and enter Panlong Mountain!He shouted almost at the top of his lungs: I want to see people when I live, and I want to see the corpse when I die!
It was another morning.
There was a burst of noise from the hut by the lake.
Get out of here, you two lazy bitches!
Zhang Hong sat naked on the small bed, his two black and fluffy legs drooped from the edge of the bed. He yelled at the girls curled up in the corner of the room while yelling at the girls curled up in the corner of the room.
Since Wen Ying woke up, Zhang Hong's precautions have become stricter. He made two new iron collars with materials he bought from the town, locked them around the girls' slender necks, held them with long thin iron chains, and hung them firmly on the beam of the roof, and retracted them through a fixed pulley.
This device is very simple, but it is quite effective. During the day, the iron chains are long, so girls can walk around the front and back of the house. Of course, at best, they can only go to the lake to take a shower. When they sleep at night, they will be curled into a short piece, and they will be tied up on the corner of the house. Even the distance to Zhang Hong’s bed opposite is a few steps away.
Like Ouyang Hui, Wen Ying only has a close-fitting vest all over her body to cover her shame. The girl's front and back hips are naturally slender, and her plump breasts are also vaguely highlighted, which is seductive and seductive.
On the surface, it seems a little more humane than being naked, but in fact it is Zhang Hong's one stone and three birds with one stone. He can not only appreciate the graceful figures of the girls at will, but also keep the girls' last bit of shame, which will cause them to break up prematurely. More importantly, he can also get the pleasure of repeated rape and abuse from the girls' humiliation when he peels off or orders them to take off the only barrier by himself.
Hearing the whip, the girls immediately opened their eyes and got up tiredly. It was not enough to be raped by Zhang Hong several times last night. They forced the two to perform glasses and torture until very late to sleep. Now their waists are still sore and sore.
Before they could comb their fluffy hair, they took off their naked hair first, knelt down to Zhang Hong, their faces pressed to the ground, their buttocks were raised high, and their hands spread their buttocks to both sides as much as possible, and said in unison: I would like to pay tribute to my master.
Everyone knows that this is the standard style of greetings stipulated by Zhang Hong. With the long iron chains on his neck, these two young and beautiful women have become little female dogs raised by demons.
Zhang Hong's wolf eyes patrolled over the white fragrant buttocks. When he stayed on Wen Ying, the heat from his dantian immediately rose again. The body of this super beauty would not get tired of Ah no matter how many times she played with it!
He raised his left foot and inserted his big toe straight into the girl's bright red vagina. The flesh wall, which was not prepared for the foreplay, was dry and tight, but it did not hinder the big toe's long drive straight in. Zhang Hong used his toes as a cock and fucked in and out, and he still asked on purpose: Is it comfortable?
Wenying gritted her teeth and whispered: Comfortable...
Why don’t you feel comfortable?Like a dead pig, I'm talking about Ah, called Ah!
Wen Ying's heart tightened, her face was pale, and she began to slowly sway her buttocks. The hole of her flesh loosened and tightly clamped her toes with the specifications of her cock. Ying's mouth made a moaning sound, as if she was really climaxing. In fact, the short toes could not have pleasure at all. The dry vagina was rubbed by foreign objects and would only cause unbearable pain. She understood that this was just a humiliation that Zhang Hong deliberately gave her.
Ouyang Hui looked at her worriedly.
Since waking up from a coma, the noble, lively and full of vitality Wenying, who was usually the noble, lively and full of vitality, has disappeared, replaced by silence and obedience. The wild light flashing in Mingmèi's big eyes has dim, like an obedient abacus. Zhang Hong urged her to move her, and she was expressionless all day long, without words, and she simply endured Zhang Hong's humiliation without any resistance, and even refused in front of the man's convenience.
Did the tyranny really make the arrogant sister surrender?Ouyang Hui was once afraid that Wen Ying would be hurt by resistance, but now she is worried about her sudden obedience.
In her eyes, my sister became much more unfamiliar.
Zhang Hong was secretly angry. He also believed that his violence had tamed the wild horse, but immediately found that Wen Ying was just obedient. Despite trying her best to hide it, the light from the corner of her eyes and the corner of her straight lips still showed her inner arrogance and contempt. The more she did this, the more vicious Zhang Hong became, and came up with various ways to torture her and challenge the limits she could bear.
I don’t believe it, I can’t cure you!He straddled Wen Ying's slender back, grabbed the chain and raised it upwards and said: Let's go, serve me and shit.
Ouyang Hui hurried over and opened the door first. The light of early autumn poured in, applying a layer of jade-like luster to the girls.Wen Ying stretched out her upper limbs and struggled to lift Zhang Hong to crawl out the door.
Zhang Hong is a crazy lustful beast, and he does everything he wants to humiliate women. Just talk about feces. He would ask Wen Ying to sit on the tree stump with his legs spread apart, keep his upper body leaning slightly backward, and hold Zhang Hong, a big, thick man, in his arms with a baby, in his arms. The man takes the girl's soft and plump breasts as the backrest and the slender legs as the seat cushion. Sometimes Ouyang Hui has to kneel under his crotch to play the flute for him during feces. His legs can also be placed on the girl's shoulders at will. Naturally, life is extremely happy and comfortable, and it only makes the girls suffer.
Especially Wen Ying, not only can’t bear the weight of a man, but the psychological torture is even more serious. No one can bear the humiliation of being used by someone as a toilet.
She wanted to strangle the demon to death, but the only thing she could do was close her eyes tightly.
With the last fart sound, Zhang Hong sighed comfortably and finished it.
He stood up, stepped on Ouyang Hui with one foot, poked Wen Ying's nipples with a rattan stick, pretending to be dead, and shave my butt.
Wenying turned around and walked into the room.
Hello, what are you doing?
Take the paper, master.Wen Ying said humbly.
Take a shit, use your hands, breasts, and any part, you have to clean it up anyway.
The air condensed for a moment, and Wenying still had no expression on her face, but her lips were trembling constantly. Ouyang Hui under her quickly said: Master, let me do it.
Shut up, I didn’t call you!
Wen Ying knelt down behind the man's dark butt slowly. Finally, she stretched out her slender jade hand that had made the piano teacher admire him, and wiped it with her index finger at the man's dirty asshole. The feeling of the slippery and smelly feces on her hands made her feel so disgusting that she almost fainted.
hurry up!Otherwise, I will ask you to lick it.
The stench beats the other, and Wenying resists vomiting and speeds up the progress.By the time Zhang Hong's anus was cleaned, every finger of the girl was covered with black and yellow feces.
Zhang Hong said in disgust: What a dirty bitch, go and wash it up!
Wen Ying walked to the lake indifferently, soaked her hands in the cold lake water, slowly rubbed her, and suddenly buried her head and burst into tears. Ouyang Hui's tears flowed out.
Ouyang Hui has sent breakfast to the cave. Zhang Hong will not let the girls break free from the chain for a moment. He will only let Ouyang Hui go for an exception when delivering food. There is a hostage in his hand. He is not worried that this weak girl will take the opportunity to escape.
Wen Ying bent over and rubbed the bed. From Zhang Hong's perspective, she happened to be a round and smooth buttocks facing him, and the deep buttocks drew a graceful arc, and the buds of the chrysanthemums living in seclusion were looming.
It just so happened that I hadn’t had the heat today, so I just took your anus to deflower.Zhang Hong walked behind the girl with a wicked smile, spread out five fingers, and pressed them firmly on the girl's jade buttocks.
Wenying stopped, maintained the curved upper body, and cooperated to slightly open her thighs.
Feeling the genitals is Zhang Hong's most common move. The next step is usually to insert the ugly cock into his body, but what she never dreamed of was that Zhang Hong would have other intentions today.
Zhang Hong fucked the girl's warm vagina slowly, and soon the hole transformed by the lewd medicine spread over the spring tide. He wiped a little vaginal fluid with his fingers, rubbed it on his anus slowly, and rubbed it a little after it was dry, and continued to rub it.
At first, the anus was stimulated and tightly closed. After repeated rubbing, it relaxed its vigilance and gradually became softer, so it could easily penetrate into a finger.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhang Hong pulled out the meat and aimed it at the purple-red bud and inserted it straight into it.
Wen Ying was caught off guard and a huge pain that split her body in half was penetrated from the tip of her buttocks and screamed in surprise. Her body swung violently, trying to get rid of the demon that was attached to her.
Zhang Hong's penis was only halfway through, and the blood was flowing with anal fissures. His sudden tightening of the anus made him feel in a dilemma and in great pain. He pressed the girl's neck tightly on the bed with one hand and made her unable to move. He thrust the girl's slippery hip muscles hard with the other hand and let go!Damn it, I'm going to kill me.
The girl was like an eel with her head nailed on a chopping board, her snow-white body twisting helplessly and miserably, and tears flowed from her pretty face.
When the severe pain in the lower body turned into numbness, the resistance became even more powerless, break!Zhang Hong shouted loudly and took advantage of the situation to the end, and the girl's last virgin land was finally lost.
The uninformed anus is even more tight than the virgin's vagina. Even with the girl's blood as lubrication, the penis is still very laborious.
The anal hole was stretched to its limit, and even the wrinkles of the fine anus were flattened. The anal circle like an octopus' suction cup bit the penis tightly without any gap. As the penis went in and out, hesitated and felt like ejaculation before thrusting a few times.
Stinky bitch, why are you pretending to be noble? It’s not the same thing that I can fuck your asshole!
Zhang Hong was just happy to do it, and didn't pay attention to the body beneath him, and he would definitely shiver if he could see Wen Ying's face.
The lower lip was bitten, and blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth. There was no tears or pain in the wide-open red eyes, only the raging fire of hatred that could burn down everything.
The mayor of Panlong Town, who is nearly sixty years old, listened to the sheriff's report dejectedly.
We have searched all the possible places nearby and there is no news.The only clue at the moment is the few empty cans found at the entrance to Panlong Mountain and a special letter paper for the hotel they lived in before they disappeared, so we speculate that they might have entered Panlong Mountain.
Then why don't you go find it?
The sheriff's face was helpless, you don't know how big Panlong Mountain is.Besides, some witnesses discovered that the flower-urging maniac Zhang Hong once appeared. If he really flew into the town, our police force might be...
It's been seven days, and I'm afraid this matter can never be covered.The old town mayor lowered his head, put his hands into his gray hair, and suddenly shivered. If the children fell into Zhang Hong's hands...
That's really unimaginable.
The old town mayor thumped the table hard, looking for it!Be sure to keep looking!Summon all the hunters from the surrounding villages and enter Panlong Mountain!He shouted almost at the top of his lungs: I want to see people when I live, and I want to see the corpse when I die!
It was another morning.
There was a burst of noise from the hut by the lake.
Get out of here, you two lazy bitches!
Zhang Hong sat naked on the small bed, his two black and fluffy legs drooped from the edge of the bed. He yelled at the girls curled up in the corner of the room while yelling at the girls curled up in the corner of the room.
Since Wen Ying woke up, Zhang Hong's precautions have become stricter. He made two new iron collars with materials he bought from the town, locked them around the girls' slender necks, held them with long thin iron chains, and hung them firmly on the beam of the roof, and retracted them through a fixed pulley.
This device is very simple, but it is quite effective. During the day, the iron chains are long, so girls can walk around the front and back of the house. Of course, at best, they can only go to the lake to take a shower. When they sleep at night, they will be curled into a short piece, and they will be tied up on the corner of the house. Even the distance to Zhang Hong’s bed opposite is a few steps away.
Like Ouyang Hui, Wen Ying only has a close-fitting vest all over her body to cover her shame. The girl's front and back hips are naturally slender, and her plump breasts are also vaguely highlighted, which is seductive and seductive.
On the surface, it seems a little more humane than being naked, but in fact it is Zhang Hong's one stone and three birds with one stone. He can not only appreciate the graceful figures of the girls at will, but also keep the girls' last bit of shame, which will cause them to break up prematurely. More importantly, he can also get the pleasure of repeated rape and abuse from the girls' humiliation when he peels off or orders them to take off the only barrier by himself.
Hearing the whip, the girls immediately opened their eyes and got up tiredly. It was not enough to be raped by Zhang Hong several times last night. They forced the two to perform glasses and torture until very late to sleep. Now their waists are still sore and sore.
Before they could comb their fluffy hair, they took off their naked hair first, knelt down to Zhang Hong, their faces pressed to the ground, their buttocks were raised high, and their hands spread their buttocks to both sides as much as possible, and said in unison: I would like to pay tribute to my master.
Everyone knows that this is the standard style of greetings stipulated by Zhang Hong. With the long iron chains on his neck, these two young and beautiful women have become little female dogs raised by demons.
Zhang Hong's wolf eyes patrolled over the white fragrant buttocks. When he stayed on Wen Ying, the heat from his dantian immediately rose again. The body of this super beauty would not get tired of Ah no matter how many times she played with it!
He raised his left foot and inserted his big toe straight into the girl's bright red vagina. The flesh wall, which was not prepared for the foreplay, was dry and tight, but it did not hinder the big toe's long drive straight in. Zhang Hong used his toes as a cock and fucked in and out, and he still asked on purpose: Is it comfortable?
Wenying gritted her teeth and whispered: Comfortable...
Why don’t you feel comfortable?Like a dead pig, I'm talking about Ah, called Ah!
Wen Ying's heart tightened, her face was pale, and she began to slowly sway her buttocks. The hole of her flesh loosened and tightly clamped her toes with the specifications of her cock. Ying's mouth made a moaning sound, as if she was really climaxing. In fact, the short toes could not have pleasure at all. The dry vagina was rubbed by foreign objects and would only cause unbearable pain. She understood that this was just a humiliation that Zhang Hong deliberately gave her.
Ouyang Hui looked at her worriedly.
Since waking up from a coma, the noble, lively and full of vitality Wenying, who was usually the noble, lively and full of vitality, has disappeared, replaced by silence and obedience. The wild light flashing in Mingmèi's big eyes has dim, like an obedient abacus. Zhang Hong urged her to move her, and she was expressionless all day long, without words, and she simply endured Zhang Hong's humiliation without any resistance, and even refused in front of the man's convenience.
Did the tyranny really make the arrogant sister surrender?Ouyang Hui was once afraid that Wen Ying would be hurt by resistance, but now she is worried about her sudden obedience.
In her eyes, my sister became much more unfamiliar.
Zhang Hong was secretly angry. He also believed that his violence had tamed the wild horse, but immediately found that Wen Ying was just obedient. Despite trying her best to hide it, the light from the corner of her eyes and the corner of her straight lips still showed her inner arrogance and contempt. The more she did this, the more vicious Zhang Hong became, and came up with various ways to torture her and challenge the limits she could bear.
I don’t believe it, I can’t cure you!He straddled Wen Ying's slender back, grabbed the chain and raised it upwards and said: Let's go, serve me and shit.
Ouyang Hui hurried over and opened the door first. The light of early autumn poured in, applying a layer of jade-like luster to the girls.Wen Ying stretched out her upper limbs and struggled to lift Zhang Hong to crawl out the door.
Zhang Hong is a crazy lustful beast, and he does everything he wants to humiliate women. Just talk about feces. He would ask Wen Ying to sit on the tree stump with his legs spread apart, keep his upper body leaning slightly backward, and hold Zhang Hong, a big, thick man, in his arms with a baby, in his arms. The man takes the girl's soft and plump breasts as the backrest and the slender legs as the seat cushion. Sometimes Ouyang Hui has to kneel under his crotch to play the flute for him during feces. His legs can also be placed on the girl's shoulders at will. Naturally, life is extremely happy and comfortable, and it only makes the girls suffer.
Especially Wen Ying, not only can’t bear the weight of a man, but the psychological torture is even more serious. No one can bear the humiliation of being used by someone as a toilet.
She wanted to strangle the demon to death, but the only thing she could do was close her eyes tightly.
With the last fart sound, Zhang Hong sighed comfortably and finished it.
He stood up, stepped on Ouyang Hui with one foot, poked Wen Ying's nipples with a rattan stick, pretending to be dead, and shave my butt.
Wenying turned around and walked into the room.
Hello, what are you doing?
Take the paper, master.Wen Ying said humbly.
Take a shit, use your hands, breasts, and any part, you have to clean it up anyway.
The air condensed for a moment, and Wenying still had no expression on her face, but her lips were trembling constantly. Ouyang Hui under her quickly said: Master, let me do it.
Shut up, I didn’t call you!
Wen Ying knelt down behind the man's dark butt slowly. Finally, she stretched out her slender jade hand that had made the piano teacher admire him, and wiped it with her index finger at the man's dirty asshole. The feeling of the slippery and smelly feces on her hands made her feel so disgusting that she almost fainted.
hurry up!Otherwise, I will ask you to lick it.
The stench beats the other, and Wenying resists vomiting and speeds up the progress.By the time Zhang Hong's anus was cleaned, every finger of the girl was covered with black and yellow feces.
Zhang Hong said in disgust: What a dirty bitch, go and wash it up!
Wen Ying walked to the lake indifferently, soaked her hands in the cold lake water, slowly rubbed her, and suddenly buried her head and burst into tears. Ouyang Hui's tears flowed out.
Ouyang Hui has sent breakfast to the cave. Zhang Hong will not let the girls break free from the chain for a moment. He will only let Ouyang Hui go for an exception when delivering food. There is a hostage in his hand. He is not worried that this weak girl will take the opportunity to escape.
Wen Ying bent over and rubbed the bed. From Zhang Hong's perspective, she happened to be a round and smooth buttocks facing him, and the deep buttocks drew a graceful arc, and the buds of the chrysanthemums living in seclusion were looming.
It just so happened that I hadn’t had the heat today, so I just took your anus to deflower.Zhang Hong walked behind the girl with a wicked smile, spread out five fingers, and pressed them firmly on the girl's jade buttocks.
Wenying stopped, maintained the curved upper body, and cooperated to slightly open her thighs.
Feeling the genitals is Zhang Hong's most common move. The next step is usually to insert the ugly cock into his body, but what she never dreamed of was that Zhang Hong would have other intentions today.
Zhang Hong fucked the girl's warm vagina slowly, and soon the hole transformed by the lewd medicine spread over the spring tide. He wiped a little vaginal fluid with his fingers, rubbed it on his anus slowly, and rubbed it a little after it was dry, and continued to rub it.
At first, the anus was stimulated and tightly closed. After repeated rubbing, it relaxed its vigilance and gradually became softer, so it could easily penetrate into a finger.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhang Hong pulled out the meat and aimed it at the purple-red bud and inserted it straight into it.
Wen Ying was caught off guard and a huge pain that split her body in half was penetrated from the tip of her buttocks and screamed in surprise. Her body swung violently, trying to get rid of the demon that was attached to her.
Zhang Hong's penis was only halfway through, and the blood was flowing with anal fissures. His sudden tightening of the anus made him feel in a dilemma and in great pain. He pressed the girl's neck tightly on the bed with one hand and made her unable to move. He thrust the girl's slippery hip muscles hard with the other hand and let go!Damn it, I'm going to kill me.
The girl was like an eel with her head nailed on a chopping board, her snow-white body twisting helplessly and miserably, and tears flowed from her pretty face.
When the severe pain in the lower body turned into numbness, the resistance became even more powerless, break!Zhang Hong shouted loudly and took advantage of the situation to the end, and the girl's last virgin land was finally lost.
The uninformed anus is even more tight than the virgin's vagina. Even with the girl's blood as lubrication, the penis is still very laborious.
The anal hole was stretched to its limit, and even the wrinkles of the fine anus were flattened. The anal circle like an octopus' suction cup bit the penis tightly without any gap. As the penis went in and out, hesitated and felt like ejaculation before thrusting a few times.
Stinky bitch, why are you pretending to be noble? It’s not the same thing that I can fuck your asshole!
Zhang Hong was just happy to do it, and didn't pay attention to the body beneath him, and he would definitely shiver if he could see Wen Ying's face.
The lower lip was bitten, and blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth. There was no tears or pain in the wide-open red eyes, only the raging fire of hatred that could burn down everything.
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