Chapter 1

After the gunfire ended, there was the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

Zhou Xiaoshi had a sack over her head and couldn’t see anything, but she knew it was the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

Who’s next, was it her turn?

Zhou Xiaoshi thought in her heart, but she didn’t feel scared.

Even though her mouth was taped, her hands were tied behind her back and she was kneeling on the hard sandstone, her body was sore and aching…..

Even though the cries of the women next to her were a constant reminder that this journey of remembrance was coming to an end….

Even though….

The sound of footsteps on sand and gravel approached from a distance, and someone removed the covering from her head.

The sudden appearance of light pierced Zhou Xiaoshi’s eyes, and after a few seconds, she opened them slowly.

In the open space in front of her were the bodies of men strewn around, and further ahead a camera was set up.

It was only then that Zhou Xiaoshi noticed that, apart from herself, there were seven or eight other women tied up. Some were young and some were old. All kneeling in a row with their faces to the camera, like an ancient execution chamber for beheadings.

The group of Muslim executioners, wearing black masks and carrying machine guns that had just finished killing people, pointing it at them, they spoke in a strange language under their breath. Don’t know what anecdote was talked about, but suddenly there was a collective chuckle.

Then one of them came over, grabbed one of the blonde women and roughly ripped open her dress. After rubbing his dirty hands over her round tïts a few times, he unzipped her trousers and prodded the woman between her legs.

The blonde woman whimpered, her body twisting and turning in a desperate attempt to escape, but her opponent was a strong and powerful man, so where was she a match for him? Soon she rolled her eyes closed and stopped moving, letting the man intrude her.

The few remaining Muslim men watched with dry mouths and followed the suit, grabbing the women and fcking them.

Zhou Xiaoshi began to panic, kneeling up hard on her knees, trying to get up and run away, but a hand grabbed her by the hair and dragged her back.

The man pinned her head to the floor and muttered something under his breath, then without even taking off her clothes, his hand went straight to the front, unzipped her trousers and eagerly reached inside her panties and rubbed her vigorously.

“Woo-” Zhou Xiaoshi widened her eyes in shock. She shrank her waist and struggled hard.

But the more she shrank back, the closer she got to the other man’s chest. She was encircled in his arms, with nowhere to escape.

The rough fingers left a tingle on her delicate pu$$y stamen. After rubbing it a few times, the man had no patience and directly inserted a finger.

It was rough and dry and she wept with pain.

Why….did he insult her like that?

Might as well just kill directly.

The owner of that finger seemed to sense the dryness inside her honey hole and paused for a few seconds without moving. He teased with his thumb gently over the small bean at the front of her pu$$y flap, rubbing and tickling it, before continuing to expand slowly and deeply after she had secreted water.

The skilful technique made Zhou Xiaoshi’s face turn red with anger and she almost fainted. She didn’t want this, but her body reacted involuntarily.

The man’s fingers thrust inside her quickly, sliding over her sensitive spot almost every time, and soon that sensitive spot was aroused with pleasure. Zhou Xiaoshi let out a short “oooh” and her stiff body went limp.

She orgasmed and was a wet mess.

Her body had broken down and she had completely lost the strength to resist….

Zhao Xiaoshi’s face was pressed to the sand, her eyes lost in thought, until a hot hard object pressed against her wet privates, and only then did she realize that something was wrong and fought back.

No! No! No! No! No! Don’t come in!

Her opponent easily subdued her body, holding her head firmly with one hand and securing her slender waist with the other, his erect organ grinding between her two pu$$y flabs, searching for entrance.

Don’t! No! she cried out silently, unable to move her body at all, tears streaming down her face.

Help, someone help!

She looked into the distance with teary eyes, where the others had long since stripped naked. The men and women were hugging each other in various positions.

Twisting and wriggling.

Greedy, lustful, as if it were a large coital scene.

No one could save her.

Zhou Xiaoshi closed her eyes, clenched her fists and shuddered in disgust.

The man behind her did not thrust his prick in, but merely pressed it against the entrance to her private part, sliding it back and forth maliciously, causing a shudder between her thighs.

……she was flowing again.

It dripped and slid down to the base of her thighs.

Damn, this indefensible body, to be so lustful even to a stranger.

The man behind her leaned down, his hot chest pressed against her back, and his crōtch pushed in hard, colliding with her pu$$y with a watery “pop” and stabbing straight to the bottom.

“Mmm!” Zhou Xiaoshi jerked up her waist, a whimper escaped her throat, only to be pressed back down again. She had been untouched for a long time, and even with all the foreplay and lubrication, she couldn’t handle the thick, hard size of the man, and her pu$$y was sore, but it tightened even more, shrinking and contracting in rhythm with her breathing.

The man’s breath against her ear became heavier, too, and he paused for a moment, as if to ease his strength, then withdrew slightly and thrust up shallowly, faster at one moment, slower at another, thrusting Zhou Xiaoshi’s nectar hole to a nectar splash.

“Ooh, ooh—” Zhou Xiaoshi shook her head in denial, both in comfort and in sadness, tears constantly falling down her face.

The man took her earlobe and licked and sucked on it, his hairy beard brushing against her neck and tickling it. He deepened the depth of his thrusting, but slowed down his speed. He squeezed her chin with his hand and forced her to raise her head so that he could sip and suck the delicacy of her neck.

A position like a canine mating.

Zhou Xiaoshi was trembling and her wrists were red from the rope tied around them. Her eyes were teary red as she stared at the distant hills and her nostrils breathing heavily, on the verge of gasping for air.

She thought of her dead husband. She couldn’t keep her chastity for him, and she was even humiliated by the enemy. She was so ashamed that she even had an urge to give up on herself.

The man seemed to have sensed something and ripped the tape off her mouth and stuck his fingers in her mouth, stirring her tongue so that she wouldn’t bite it to kill herself.

Zhou Xiaoshi couldn’t beg for death, so she could only bite her opponent’s fingers fiercely. The man “tsked”, seemingly angry, and retaliated by speeding up his thursting, sending her flying forward, her knees grinding painfully against the sand.

“Ahhhh …… ah no …… stop ah ……,” Zhou Xiaoshi said when she could speak, but not in a good way, her words were shattered into a slamming moan.

The man’s other hand probed their interconnected genitals, his index finger twisting delicately around her red, swollen pu$$y, occasionally thrusting inside it along with his prick.

Her opponent had completely mastered her physical weaknesses, and while thrusting, he kept grinding those sensitive spots, going deeper and deeper, topping her off once more.

Zhou Xiaoshi gave a shocked cry and arched her back like a cat, her belly contracting as her full pu$$y tightened around the prick inside her.

The man sighed in relief and murmured in her ear, “Girl, you suck so well down there.”

Zhou Xiaoshi was stunned when she heard him speak behind her back. She was shocked and angry beyond words, “B@stard …… you, you are Chinese! You…..how can you do such a thing…..”

“Aren’t you Chinese too?” The man laughed, his crotch slowly nudging her, “What are you doing here?”

As he spoke, he slipped his hand under her dress and traced the half-curve along the lower edge of her bra. It was only then that Zhou Xiaoshi realized that the man had never undressed her, and even her trousers were only down to the bend of her knees.

“I….. came to find…… my husband.” She said through clenched teeth.

“Oh? Who’s your husband?”

“He’s a peacekeeper …… who was …… killed two years ago …… by your …… bombs… …… I will never let …… you guys off ……”

“Mmm.” The man murmured, picking her up and sitting her down, pressing her against his crotch by her waist and fucking her up and down easily, his voice still laced with laughter, “So you came all this way to die for him?”

“B@stard …… I’ll kill you!”