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When Dan Feng wakes up, the first thing his senses take notice of are a series of strange wet noises, like swallowing and slurping, along with breathy whimpers that sound so close yet so far away at the same time.
Then, his mind slowly catches up with his own body, a feeling of drowsiness and warmth that envelopes him whole making it hard to move, his limbs heavy like lead. That warmth pools more strongly in his core, where the wet sounds seem to be coming from.
It takes more effort than it should to open his eyes, and once his bleary gaze is able to pick up the details of the ceiling above him, Dan Feng realizes that he doesn't recognize where he is. Panic makes his breathing become ragged and he wants to get up from where he's lying but he can barely manage his fingers to twitch, his arms resting like a dead weight next to his head.
The slurping noises grow along with the whimpers and it takes Dan Feng several seconds to realize that the one whimpering is him.
To move his head just slightly only helps in worsening that feeling of drowsiness but he pushes himself through it. He looks down, his vision swimming before it can focus, and Dan Feng's heart hammers against his chest at what he sees.
He's lying on a bed, completely bare and stripped away from his clothes; but what's worse is how there's a man lying in between his legs, with his broad hands keeping Dan Feng's thighs spread open over his shoulders and his face buried in his pussy, letting the young man only see a head of silvery hair bobbing up and down.
Dread and terror seize Dan Feng's very soul, instincts flaring up and aching to rip away from the man's strong hold on his legs and run as far as possible; and yet he's unable to. It is as if a switch has been triggered, and the moment Dan Feng actually gets to see what's happening to him his body and mind reestablish their connection. He moans, loud and awake, when he registers the pleasure brought by the stranger's tongue thrusting in and out of his pussy.
His thighs shake and the man tightens his grip on them as he slurps on his pussy faster and with evident desperation, as if Dan Feng's slick is the tastiest thing he's ever had.
Dan Feng wants to scream at him to stop, to let him go, that he doesn't want this—but his mouth and body refuse to cooperate, the only thing falling past his lips being wanton moans and whimpers and his limbs still as unresponsive as before.
It is a slight nudge of the stranger's tongue against his sweet spot that undoes Dan Feng. With a choked wail he comes, his pussy squirting and gushing out a spray of slick directly into the man's awaiting mouth, who swallows Dan Feng's pussy juices with fervour.
The orgasm clouds Dan Feng's mind with a level of pleasure unlike anything his own hand has ever brought him; but that pleasure soon turns into a borderline painful oversensitivity as the man keeps on thrusting his tongue inside his sopping cunt, his body shivering uncontrollably.
Stop, please stop, Dan Feng wants to yell at him but his tongue is heavy in his gaping mouth, lustful whimpers being the only sound he can produce.
Right as Dan Feng is about to be brought to the edge of another orgasm, the stranger stops; he pulls his tongue out with a loud pop and lifts his head to look at Dan Feng.
Even in the situation he finds himself in, Dan Feng can't stop himself from thinking that the man is unfairly handsome, the wrinkles at the inner and outer corners of his eyes helping to add to his allure that never failed to take Dan Feng's breath away when he caught sight of this very same man in the subway every time he came back home from work.
"Y-You...", he manages to whisper and the man smiles.
"You recognize me, Feng'er".
He did, of course he did, but that isn't important now.
"What... did you do...? Why...?", Dan Feng struggles to ask.
The older man hums and licks at the leftover pussy juice coating his lips before nuzzling his face right at the juncture of Dan Feng's thigh and groin.
"I took you to my—our home, of course. A wife belongs to his husband and should always be by his side", he says cheerily, further unnerving Dan Feng.
"'Wife'...? I'm... I'm not your—ngh?!", his words are cut off by the man suddenly bringing his hand down and slapping his pussy, so hard that Dan Feng's hips jerk up at the pain that blooms on his sensitive clit.
The man clicks his tongue twice in disappointment, "Ah, Feng'er, Feng'er... We've been through this already, either you call me 'husband' or use my name". He rubs at Dan Feng's pussy tenderly, a stark contrast to the hard slap of a few moments ago, "Or were the drugs I gave you so strong that you've forgotten my name already?".
Dan Feng hears what the stranger is saying but his words make no sense to him. Had he been drugged? The last thing he remembers before waking up here is him trying not to fall asleep on the subway and ultimately failing. He'd gone home earlier because he had started to feel ill after lunch but now, with his kidnapper admitting that he had drugged him, Dan Feng feels a shiver go down his spine as he comes to the dreadful realization that this man had somehow sneaked into his workplace to do the deed.
He feels sick, but his hazy mind focuses on something else the older man said.
"What—What do you mean by 'already'...?", he whispers, afraid of what the response will be.
And such response comes in the form of the hand on top of his pussy drifting lower until it reaches his entrance; with ease, the man shoves three fingers right in, making Dan Feng moan from the way his pussy greedily swallows the thick digits.
But as suddenly as the fingers had gone in, they withdraw and are placed right in front of Dan Feng's face for him to see from up close how the digits shine with a mixture of his slick and... semen.
His eyes widen in shock. Why was that liquid inside him in the first place? Does that mean that this man—
As if knowing that Dan Feng's mind is connecting the dots, the stranger grins and wipes his hand over Dan Feng's chest, thoroughly coating his sensitive nipples with the mixture of their fluids, before sitting on his haunches and taking a firm hold of Dan Feng's hips to firmly press their groins together. Only now does he realize that his kidnapper is also naked, his frighteningly huge cock resting right over the plump and reddened folds of his pussy.
"You know the saying, third time is the charm", the older man says as he rubs his pussy with his cock, the head dangerously close to catching on Dan Feng's weeping entrance, "Let's see if I can finally break you".
That's all the warning Dan Feng gets before his pussy is forcibly and violently spread open around the older man's cock, the head knocking against his cervix. He's been drugged, kidnapped and raped and currently he's experiencing such violation once again—and yet his body doesn't respond to his panicking mind. It is as if something has started to break inside him, small fractures that become bigger by the second. Instead of trashing around, his limbs remain pliant; instead of pain, he feels a bolt of pleasure that makes him shiver; instead of repulsion, his body aches for more.
"No, no...!", Dan Feng whimpers as he looks up to the man—Yingxing, his mind reminds him, suddenly remembering faint glimpses of Yingxing raping him earlier—with teary eyes. He refuses to fall for the effects of the drugs and for the lust that tries to overtake his very being. He can't give in, he won't give in.
Yingxing laughs and withdraws until only the cockhead remains inside Dan Feng, "You keep saying that every time I put my dick inside. Would it kill you to be more honest, Feng'er? Look—your slutty body knows what it wants".
Dan Feng's gaze goes towards where Yingxing is looking and to his dismay he can see how his hips are moving on their own, each movement a try to get Yingxing's cock deeper into his pussy. His entrance flutters around the wide tip, as if beckoning Yingxing to fuck him, to give him more pleasure.
Dan Feng shakes his head, the movement making him feel dizzy, "S-Stop, please stop".
"Do you really want me to stop?", Yingxing asks, his expression turning serious all too suddenly.
For a reason he can't truly explain, Dan Feng hesitates. Does he truly want Yingxing to stop raping him? He opens his mouth, unsure of what will come out of it—
"Ngh—!!", Dan Feng chokes on a wail.
Yingxing had taken the chance to slam his hips in, shoving the entirety of his cock inside his pussy in a single and brutal thrust, so hard and deep that Dan Feng is scared that the older man will truly go past his cervix.
"Too bad for you that I don't want to stop", Yingxing laughs, and before long he's setting a fast pace, fucking into Dan Feng with frightening familiarity.
With a slight shift of his hips, Yingxing is able to hit his sweet spot, ripping a whimper out of Dan Feng's throat at the same time his pussy flutters around the intruding cock. The drugs—for that is what Dan Feng wants to believe are causing this—heighten the pleasure Yingxing brings him by forcing his small, formally virgin, pussy to take his huge and fat cock, the girth spreading his tender walls beyond their limits, the slight burn of the stretch mingling with the unwilling pleasure he's made to take.
Yingxing fucks him like that, the sound of skin slapping against skin so lewd and loud with how hard the older man rams into his small body, as if he's trying to mold his pussy to the shape of his cock and make Dan Feng fall upon an abyss of lust and pleasure.
His body doesn't respond to himself, unwilling to fight back and push Yingxing away. The only thing Dan Feng can do is bite down on his lip to try to muffle the embarrasing sounds coming from his mouth and close his eyes, hating the sight of that beautiful face above him that is enjoying every second of getting to rape him.
Unexpectedly, Yingxing slows down. But Dan Feng's relief is brief, for he feels how the older man puts his hands at each side of his head and leans in, his breath softly hitting his face when he speaks.
"Baobei, you're hurting me", Yingxing says, and Dan Feng can imagine him pouting, a thought that would be adorable in any other circumstance that isn't him being raped. A hand takes hold of his chin and Yingxing pulls his bottom lip away from his teeth, "Hah, won't you look at your husband as he fucks your tight little pussy? I'm being very patient, I wouldn't like to punish you, Feng'er".
The thought of being punished strikes Dan Feng's heart, cold sweat dribbling down his temple. What else could Yingxing do to him? Isn't he suffering enough from being kidnapped, drugged and raped who knows how many times already?
He's scared, and the wetness gathering beneath his eyelids is proof of it—and yet he keeps his eyes closed, stubborn as he's always been.
Yingxing clicks his tongue, clearly not amused, "You asked for it, you stupid whore".
The older man halts all together and leans back to take Dan Feng's pliant legs and roughly push them down until his knees are almost touching his shoulders, the pain of such an uncomfortable position making Dan Feng open his eyes without meaning to. His gaze meets Yingxing's right as the older man moves, snapping his hips in to sheathe his cock inside his pussy to the hilt, hitting Dan Feng's cervix so hard that he chokes, the pain making his vision go blank for a second.
And if Dan Feng thought that Yingxing was fucking him hard before, he's now being proved how wrong he was. Yingxing rams his cock into his pussy as if he's trying to pierce past his body, to fuck so deep inside that it'd completely ruin Dan Feng for anyone else.
Through teary eyes, Dan Feng sees Yingxing's face hovering above him, a vicious smile on his lips, "You can't keep fighting anymore, Feng'er, your body knows who owns it. I'll chain you to our bed, keep you nice and open for you to take my cock when I come back from work, just like a pretty wife should do".
To Dan Feng's dismay, his pussy clenches down unconsciously, making Yingxing groan and his brutal pace to falter for a second.
"Fuck—you'd like that, baobei? To be my wife and personal cocksleeve?", Yingxing asks, but he doesn't seem to be awaiting an answer this time, for he speaks in Dan Feng's stead, "Of course you do, you were made to be mine, to take my cock, hah, to have my children".
Such a statement makes Dan Feng's breath catch on his throat; the mere thought of this disgusting rapist impregnating him fills him with dread—and yet his traitorous pussy flutters around Yingxing's cock, aching to have it deeper inside.
His reaction doesn't go unnoticed, and Yingxing somehow manages to thrust harder, the cockhead violently battering his tender cervix, "I'll fill you to the brim, keep you round and heavy with our children over and over until you can't remember what an empty womb felt like", he pants, getting closer to his climax.
Dan Feng wants to scream, to get his body to respond to himself once again, but lust and pleasure overwhelm his mind and senses, reducing him to a mere cocksleeve, just as Yingxing wants.
"Take it, Dan Feng—take my seed and become my precious wife", Yingxing grunts before giving one final thrust, so hard and deep that, at long last, his cock pierces past the tight furl of Dan Feng's cervix and into his virginal womb.
The pain of having his womb fucked open is the last straw in Dan Feng's sanity. He screams, his pussy squirting gush after gush of slick all over their bodies as Yingxing breeds him, filling his womb to the brim with thick and warm semen just as he promised.
"Ngh, ah—! S-So good...!", he whimpers, eyes rolling back, finally accepting the pleasure Yingxing—no, his husband gives him.
"That's it, baobei, just like that", Yingxing coos at him, peppering his face with kisses as Dan Feng's pussy milks the sperm out of his cock, the hefty load of cum making his belly bulge out obscenely.
Never before has Dan Feng felt pleasure like this, so overwhelming it is hard to breathe and his body trembles all over. Yingxing keeps moving even with how tender and sensitive his pussy is and Dan Feng can't do anything but let his husband use him to his heart's content.
As dark spots grow in his vision, Dan Feng's last thought before falling unconscious is that he hopes Yingxing will keep fucking him.
In a certain department, the only noises that can be heard are the wet and loud noises coming from the bedroom. In it, husband and wife take their pleasure in each other.
Yingxing is lying against the pillows, watching with utmost satisfaction how Dan Feng rides him, hands behind his head, his pretty perky tits all exposed for his husband's enjoyment and thighs shaking from effort. And yet Dan Feng takes his cock enthusiastically, uncaring for the strain in his muscles.
Why did he want to fight against this in the first place? To take Yingxing's fat cock and his cum is a blessing that his husband has kindly granted him and that Dan Feng now knows that it is his reason to live for.
"Husband, husband—ngh, ah... I love you, I love you...!", Dan Feng cries out, his mind, now and forever, filled with Yingxing, Yingxing, Yingxing.