Chapter 3 What’s My Name?

Three hours passed before the car finally stopped. The glasses-wearing male took his genitals out of her mouth. Bai Zhi felt a burning ache from her throat. Her naked body lay sprawled out on the car seat— nipples stiff and covered in a milky liquid, while sweet nectar leaked from between her unsteady legs.

“Lick it clean.” The glasses-wearing male looked down at her disdainfully, his angry appendage not at all appeased.

Bai Zhi looked at him pleadingly.

“I’m going to put it in if you don’t lick it. Your little pussy is plenty wet, it might even give me a better clean,” he threatened. He pressed the broad tip against her lips and rubbed.

Tears misted over her eyes, but she still worked hard to keep her head up. Her lips wrapped around the purple giant and her pink tongue gingerly licked at the crest. She could feel its vigor and arousal.

“Good girl,” he murmured. His large hand gently stroked her hair as if petting a cat. After some time, he held her head in place and gave one last forceful thrust, driving deep down her throat. He swirled once before pulling out and zipping up his pants.

Bai Zhi coughed vehemently.

“My name is Di Qing. Don’t forget it!” he said.

She did not respond. She had long exhausted all her strength and could only look at him with vacant eyes.

“Hm?!” he growled with a menacing tone.

She cringed a little and nodded helplessly.

Suddenly, the car door burst open. A pair of hands pulled Di Qing aside and the man who had been driving the entire time took his place in front of Bai Zhi. In a frenzied panic, Bai Zhi folded her hands in front of her chest in a futile attempt to cover her body. The man snorted at her actions. He pulled apart her legs and blocked off her drenched entrance with his arrogantly manhooded weapon.

Bai Zhi no longer had the strength to struggle. She could do nothing but close her eyes— her trembling tears slid out from the corners.

“The fuck you crying for? Keep your eyes open!” The man pinched her chin and forced her to open her eyes.

“Lu Ye, control yourself. Remember the rules. You can’t put it in,” Di Qing reminded.

“Fuck,” the man named Lu Ye cursed. He turned her over and planted his hands back onto the roof of the van. Bai Zhi was bent over the car seat, her face turned towards Di Qing standing outside. They had just been entangled together and now her top half was entirely visible to him— she felt dirty and humiliated.

“Let me go…” She didn’t want to face the reality of it all, so she ducked her head to escape. Di Qing’s gaze didn’t spare her for a moment. His eyes took in her every expression and her every movement.

“Squeeze your legs together.” Lu Ye smacked her snowy-white buttocks. Bai Zhi’s entire body shook, but she clamped her legs together as he instructed. Pleased, he parted her butt cheeks and gradually slid his bulging penis in between her folds. His scorching weapon was like a large blade brutally carving into the base of her thigh. Even though he didn’t actually enter her, but there was almost no difference. One of his hands moved up to pump her plump breast. He fiercely pinched and kneaded, making her bite her lip in pain.

His right hand reached around towards the source of her sweet nectar. He pinched a woman’s most tender and sensitive bud— skillfully rubbing and teasing.

“Wuu……” She raised her head and let out a pitiful moan— the pleasure and pain multiplied layer upon layer.

Her body instinctively wanted to shift forward and escape from Lu Ye’s assault, but the man’s firm grip along with the handcuffs seemed to have a shackling effect— effectively nailing her in place. She had to endure the violent thrusting of his shaft between her legs with all her might.

“What’s my name?” he asked in a harsh tone.

“Wuuu… Lu… Lu……”

“It’s Lu Ye, remember it.” His movements became faster and more ardent.

“Not so hard… It hurts… It hurts so much… Wuwuwu……” Her thighs were rubbed raw and she begged for mercy between every sob.

“Say it!” His thick digit drilled deep into her canal.

She nodded wildly as her body suddenly clenched. Her tears danced through the air and her frame, like a brittle fallen leaf, rocked to his every move, powerless to do otherwise.

Di Qing stood in the sunlight. He lit a cigarette and watched the scene in the dark car unfold through slitted eyes and a haze of smoke. The pale figure he had just ravaged, is now being violated by another man. The gaze behind the glasses became dark and veiled.

“A little virgin, what a cheap treat for them.” Di Qing blew out a cloud of smoke. His eyes were deep and unfathomable.