Shǒuhù Zhě was beside herself with rage. How could he? Didn’t he and his men have had enough? Didn’t she inflict them enought defeats to fill the constellations of their thoughts with enough bad-luck stars and loser nebulae?
She put her white robes on and took her staff. She was going to show them once and for all! This time, the Lord of Rice was going to lose a tooth!
As she ragingly walked along the descending trail, she met Gonzo, who respectfully hailed her while taking a quick peek at the shapes of her breasts that gently moved under her white robes as she walked gracefully in front of his pudgy face. When she was past him, Gonzo checked her slender, athletic butt. Oh, God! If she wasn’t such a badass fighter, he’d grab her and take her behind some bushes to show her how hard she was making him.
Gonzo was a fat, moon-faced man whom Shǒuhù Zhě had always looked at with secret disgust. However, on that particular occasion, she found herself looking at this fat man under a different light. Her body told her that she’d actually like Gonzo’s hands to touch her, to take her robes off and cup her breasts; she felt she would kneel down in front of him and do something she had never done with a man, nor with anyone.
This was weird! What was wrong with her all of a sudden?
When she reached the village, the Lord’s henchmen were there with their loser’s faces. Remembering their last encounter with her, they let her walk the streets unchallenged.
The Lord of Rice gave her a mischievous smile as Shǒuhù Zhě stepped in the temple wearing her white robes of righteousness. He had desecrated the temple by turning it into a restaurant where people were gleefully eating roast duck with all-you-can-eat white rice.
But now, she was there to put her foot down!
As people fled the soon-to-be fight scene, the Rice Lord laughed and mocked Shǒuhù Zhě.
“I don’t know what you’re laughing at, but this is the very last time you do so!” she said as she sprung into action with a surprising lack of speed and power.
The Lord of Rice was a healthy, muscular man who stood six feet tall and weighed well above 200 pounds. Shǒuhù Zhě stood a bit above five feet tall and weighed 110 pounds soaking wet — and she was wet, for some reason she couldn’t fathom.
The Lord of Rice took Shǒuhù Zhě’s punches and kicks with a laughing face; he grabbed her and violently threw her onto the hard-wood floor, where he easily wrestled her down into submission.
Then, he slapped her hard on the face and delightfully heard her sharp yell of high-pitched pain, before doing what he had always wanted to do in his wildest dreams.
The room was filled with a sharp ripping sounds and Shǒuhù Zhě’s shrill scream of surprised shame as the Rice Lord tore open the whiteness of her robes and uncovered the forbidden mounds of her perky breasts, which were suddenly moving freely in plain sight, under his awed gaze.
He pinned her arms on either side of her and plunged on her brown nipples; he discovered the circles of her areolas with his circling tongue; he then gleefully licked the smoothness of her girly bosom, unable to believe that this was happening. Her nipples confirmed the reality with their contrasting buds of dark brown on top of her pale-bronze boobs that yielded with surreal smoothness under his hands.
Then, he felt his dick had grown painfully hard and needed an urgent relief. He realized his ultimate goal was near.
As Shǒuhù Zhě’s shrill screams echoed throughout the large room, the Lord of Rice tucked her robes all the way up her bright thighs and got a peek on the jet-black hair covering her cunt.
“Nnoooo! Nnooooooo! Please, don’t! Not this! Not this! I’m virgin! I’m virgin!” the Chinese girl squealed while frantically shaking her adorable head, making the room’s daylight play with lights and shadows in her straight hair of long, raven splendour.
His cock pushed hard into her entrance, which was surprisingly wet. Shǒuhù Zhě’s had felt a sudden, mysterious craving for a man’s dick.
The Lord of the Rice grunted a loud victory cry as he began to rape Shǒuhù Zhě, who bawled with searing pain as she took the punishing, humiliating dick thrusts. She heard his grunts, so close to her ear, as he raped her urgently; she felt his burning breath on her pretty face as her virginity was being utterly destroyed. He loved the silky firmness of her thigh as he helt it while grinning down on her as he fully enjoyed this long-dreamed-of rape.
How? How could this be happening? How did he win?!
Yet, it was happening.
The Lord of Rice looked into her eyes with round-eyed disbelief as he blissfully felt himself go right past his edge; he screamed against her face as he pushed deep inside her and felt the unreal explosion down there.
Shǒuhù Zhě took his hot seed with horror, disgust and girly curiosity. At last, she was learning what it felt like to be taken by a man. But, oh no! The henchmen were all around her now!
The first of these filthy men took her the same way his master had done her – he grossly laid himself on top of her and grunted against her face, giving her his sweat and some spit to remember him by while he grunted and pounded her loud and hard, louder and harder still, while she found herself unable to refrain from moaning; her body liked being given this rough shaking.
She tightly wrapped her legs around the ugly man as she climaxed for the very first time in her life. Then, the henchman roared in complete victory and gave her the full flow of his semen. This was also his first time. He told her he loved her as he relieved himself.
The next man had been driven crazy by the show of her legs and feet; he swiftly slipped her supple shoes off her and discovered the maddening smallness of her feet. He took her with her legs up and her feet right in his face. Before long, he felt the forceful heat of his blissfull relief as he filled her up.
Next, the henchmen stripped Shǒuhù Zhě completely naked, discovering and commenting on the silkiness of her legs and the way her slender butt was made to look surprisingly curvy against her lithe waist. How could such a small girl single-handedly defeat twelve men?
Now, they had beaten her and she was in their full power. They were not surprised by this outcome. It felt completely normal.
They tried her in different positions. Filling her up doggy style with her gorgeous nakedness on all fours was a crowd favorite. Her long, silky hair was a dark beauty to behold as each man mounted her like a stallion. Her tiny waist was a pure delight to hold and it felt so unbelievably good to shoot ropes of jizz inside her. Her butt lost all its curvy mystery to them as she became their common cum dump.
Whenever she climaxed, she sometimes made some weird quack-quack sounds that weren’t entirely unlike the quacks of a duck.
After much vaginal drilling and exploring, they all took turns in using her mouth. The Rice Lord enjoyed his priceless victory as he used Shǒuhù Zhě’s hair of black silk as handles for perfect face-fuck leverage. She was missing the sensations of dicks in her cunt while her mouth got filled with his hard meat and she nearly suffocated. She got her first taste of a man’s cum as she swallowed in order to keep breathing.
The next man came and used her the same way, except he pulled out and shot his hot seed to grace her pretty face with glistening pools of male dominance. The next henchman did likewise and the two men after him followed suit. Shǒuhù Zhě’s face was now covered with a slimy coat of rancid-smelling goo.
They laid her down on the floor and frictionned her breasts with their semen. They all stood around her and formed a compact circle of dominating erections. They masturbated frantically and, one by one, they growled and shot their last tributes to her beauty.
Shǒuhù Zhě received the cumulative, slimy marks of admiration while sobbing out of an unfathomable sense of humiliation, yet a part of her liked receiving all this loving attention; she had been denied such pleasures for so long. Hopefully, Gonzo and the other village men would join in the fun and claim her as well. She was their cum dump now.
Inside her magic lamp, the Djinnie looked at the scene through her tiny crystal ball.
“Oh, the lucky bitch!” the Djinnie hollered in perfect Arabic while eating a piece of roast duck. Another lonely night with her dildo…
The End.