Chapter 15

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Noticing that Bai Zhi still had not come out, Zhao Zixun rushed in to find her. He was worried that she may have fainted in the shower out of exhaustion.

As soon as he entered the shower, he saw the woman’s naked figure collapsed on the wet tile floor— her body glistened with dewy water droplets; her abdomen was swollen; and her legs were splayed, unable to close together. She looked thoroughly ravaged.

At a closer examination, clear water mixed with thin threads of blood and semen steadily poured out of her inflamed nether region. Her tender skin was covered in whiplashes, especially on her snow-white tits— there were at least a dozen brutal wounds. His heart was clear, but downstairs, something was beginning to stir involuntarily— as if a dormant beast was gradually awakening.

Zhao Zixun gathered the naked woman into his arms. He parted her legs as if he were supporting a child to pee, and then he helped to expel the water from her bulging stomach— all the while trying to tamp down his growing evil thoughts. Seeing her ravaged appearance, he had indeed had a fleeting moment of anger in his heart. He blamed himself for not protecting her, but deep down he understood— this place doesn’t follow the same peaceful, orderly principles as outside.

This place is Yongze Private Men’s Prison.

Here, she’s the only female… and her skin is so soft, her tits are so tempting, her little snatch is so good at squirting…

He panted slightly with his gaze focused on her sputtering hole. Suddenly, a terrifying bestial hunger burned within his eyes. He used one hand to free himself and as soon as the last drop of clear water flowed out of the woman’s snatch, he embedded himself deep within her little cave.

Bai Zhi’s consciousness was still hazy, but she still let out an uncomfortable moan and subconsciously clamped down on the giant between her legs. Zhao Zixun gasped and pushed her unconscious body up against the wall. He thrust his manhood in and relentlessly pounded her tender, swollen flesh. Lewd juices mixed with blood were churned into a broken foam, covering the thick male root. Before long, he snorted once— the leviathan charged deep into the mouth of her uterus and spat its scorching liquid into her womb, possessively sealing off the opening of her hollow.

This and Li Xiao’s maneuver were one and the same.

After his release, he huffed out a breath and pulled out of her body. He watched his milky-white seed obscenely dribble out of her crimson flesh. In his heart, the last vestige of his conscience put up one final fight against the surging tide of darkness.

Bai Zhi fell into another dream.

She dreamed that a monstrous black snake was coiling around her body. Its eyes glinted with a faint green light. The snake’s tail was tightly wound around her waist, squeezing until her breasts jutted from her chest. Her nipples looked as if they had just been viciously teased— glowing red and glistening with liquid— they were brimmed with lust. The hideous snakehead pressed against her bosom, twisting and turning. Its thin tongue flicked lightly at her nipples, making them stand upright and tremble. Cloudy saliva dripped from its toxic fangs onto her delicate skin and trickled between her cleavage. Her supple breasts were coated in the venom of the snake.

Meanwhile, the slimy snake’s tail forcibly separated her legs and slipped between the base of her thighs. Its thin scales were plastered against her petals, scratching at her blossoming core, making her ooze with honey. Bai Zhi melted into a puddle and clamped down on the snake body with her legs. She squirmed and moaned lasciviously. However, the snake’s tail suddenly wrapped around her neck viciously and slapped her across the cheek. Something large and cold rigidly pressed in and separated her petals. There were two Herculean penises blocking her entrance. They were too thick and too long, yet they were trying to fight their way into her tight hole at the same time. She felt frightened and suffocated— she kicked her legs trying to put up some resistance, but her strength dissipated quickly. Little by little, her flesh stretched open……

She cried herself awake.

The curtains in the little room were pulled down— the room was awash in darkness, making it impossible to tell day from night. The cigarette butts littering the floor before seemed to have been picked up, but the daily necessities on the table and chairs were still a mess. The smoky air choked up her mouth and nose. She was back in Zhao Zixun’s room.

“Awake now?” a low voice sounded. The man was leaning against the window with smoke curling around him.

The tears on Bai Zhi’s face had yet to dry. She sat up halfway and the thin quilt covering her body slipped off of her shoulders. Tender, white mounds were unexpectedly exposed to the air and the crimson peaks jiggled erotically as if having just been imbibed thoroughly. She wanted to lift the quilt to cover herself, but he held her hands down.

“What happened last night?” He extinguished the cigarette and sat in front of her. He buried his head between her bosom and gently nuzzled with his face.

Bai Zhi’s eyes turned red. She bit down on her lip and shook her head, refusing to remember.

“Who did that to you? …Do you know? When I saw you, you were fucked senseless on the ground. Your tits had been whipped and your pussy was filled with water…”

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