The Wife's Sorrow and Shame

“Don’t look…please…” she pleaded desperately, shaking her head. But with every movement, her two full, round breasts swayed, their pink n*****s dazzling the eye. Quanzi stammered excitedly, “Damn! This girl is so slender everywhere else, but her breasts are so big! She’s got real gems.” Xiao Yi’s shoulders were quite slender, with deep shoulder hollows, but her breasts were full and firm. Her waist was slender and long, with a small, firm navel on her flat stomach. Following her alluring curves, her slender waist led to her rounded hips, a beautiful arc, her cleft tight and deep, making her long legs even more captivating. At the end of her beautiful legs, her bare feet each wore a black, thin-rimmed high-heeled sandal, the straps loose, her jade-like white toes hooking onto the edges, further arousing the desire to ravage her body. Xiao Yi certainly didn't want to arouse or provoke the lust of these beasts, but her natural beauty and her current alluring appearance, filled with both shame and hatred, only fueled their perverse lust. "Can I go first?" Ah Hong asked impatiently, looking at Master Yuan with great anticipation. Master Yuan smiled and nodded. Ah Hong eagerly pounced on the table. Xiao Yi tried to shrink towards the edge, but the table wasn't large enough for her to dodge, and Ah Hong grabbed her and pinned her to the surface. "No...please..." She desperately turned her face away from Ah Hong, but how could Ah Hong let go of the beauty he had already obtained? He unceremoniously pulled her slender waist into his arms, drawing her warm body close to his chest, savoring the exquisite feel of her soft, fragrant flesh. Xiao Yi felt utterly humiliated, being held tightly by another man in front of her husband, a wave of intense shame and guilt washing over her, causing tears to stream down her face. “Open your mouth! Let’s kiss.” Ah Hong commanded, turning her face towards him. How could Xiao Yi possibly agree to a kiss, especially in front of her husband? So she stubbornly pursed her lips, her brows furrowing with the effort. “You filthy b***h! You won’t listen to reason, so you’ll have to suffer the consequences.” He pinched her cheekbones hard. “Ugh…” Xiao Yi yielded in pain, opening her mouth slightly. “Good! Stick your tongue out too!” Ah Hong shouted. Tears streamed down Xiaoyi's face as she timidly extended her wet, tender tongue. Her pearly white teeth and smooth, pink tongue aroused a strong desire in Ahong. He lowered his head, panting, and pressed his lips against Xiaoyi's small mouth. "Mmm..." He first gently licked her tongue with his own, the abundant saliva on her lovely tongue sweet and delicious. Ahong panted excitedly, while poor Xiaoyi trembled with disgust. After licking her entire tongue, Ahong further sucked that smooth, tender tongue into his mouth. "Mmm..." Xiaoyi winced in pain, letting out a muffled moan. Ahong's mouth exerted a powerful suction, almost swallowing her tongue whole. The stench of his breath filled her nostrils and mouth, and saliva flowed into her mouth. "Mmm...chu...mmm..." He sucked on Xiaoyi's tongue up and down, as if he would never tire of it. "So delicious..." After a while of torment, Ah Hong finally released Xiao Yi's tongue. Xiao Yi excitedly tried to turn her face away to spit out the saliva in her mouth, but Ah Hong didn't give her the chance. He occupied her mouth again, this time directly sucking on her soft lips, his tongue forcing open her clean gums and deeply stirring into her fragrant, soft mouth. "Ugh!...Chu..." Xiao Yi really wanted to die right then and there. Her tongue was intertwined with the man's tongue in her mouth. That fat, smelly tongue was like a thirsty loach, greedily demanding from her mouth. Every pearly white tooth was licked, and it even wriggled at the entrance of her esophagus. Her own saliva was sucked away, and the man's saliva poured in. Xiao Yi wanted to spit out the dirty, sticky liquid that had flowed into her mouth, but her mouth was tightly occupied, and she could only swallow it in and not spit it out. "That was wonderful..." Ah Hong kissed Xiao Yi passionately, licking the lingering saliva from his lips as he praised her with a tone of lingering satisfaction. Xiao Yi could only sob pitifully in his arms. "Come on! It can't just be the two of us being happy! You have to satisfy everyone!" Ah Hong said to Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi shook her head frantically, "No...no." Ah Hong roughly pressed her onto the table and said harshly, "If you dare disobey! Your man will...hehe." The thought of harming her husband filled Xiao Yi with utter helplessness. A weak woman like her was no match for these beasts. The only way to help her husband was to let them abuse her body, but...to be violated alive in front of her husband... The thought made Xiao Yi unable to bear it any longer. What could she do? Xiao Yi bit her lower lip pitifully and lowered her head to sob. Ah Hong said in a threatening tone, "What do you mean? You want to go back? Fine! Leave now! We'll come back tomorrow to collect your man's body. But we might have to search several places to find it all!" Yu Bin struggled and shouted angrily, "Don't listen to them! Put your clothes on and leave! If you let others touch your body like this again... I... I will never forgive you!" Xiao Yi, whose heart was already broken, was even more disoriented after hearing her husband's words. Tears streamed down her face. Softly, she confided to Yu Bin, "Yu Bin, what...what should I do..." At that moment, Shan Gou suddenly rushed over and kicked Yu Bin in the stomach. Yu Bin let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered. Xiao Yi, witnessing her husband being brutally beaten again, pleaded with the men, her heart aching and filled with anxiety: "No! Don't hit him anymore! Please...I'm yours...do whatever you want...please don't hit him anymore!" Only then did Shan Gou lift his foot from Yu Bin's stomach. Yu Bin, like a dying fish, clutched his stomach and convulsed on the ground. "Come on! Lie down." A Hong grabbed Xiao Yi's slender shoulders and forced her onto the table. Xiao Yi obediently lay down, but her tear-streaked face remained turned to one side. The floor beside the table was littered with torn clothes that had been taken from her body. Xiao Yi lay almost naked on the table, completely at his mercy. The room was filled with animalistic panting and an indescribable atmosphere of cruelty and eroticism. Michael grabbed Xiao Yi's slender ankles at one end of the table and slowly pulled her legs apart. "No..." Xiao Yi cried out softly in shame, but offered little resistance. Her calves were spread first, her thighs still stubbornly pressed together, but the plump, secret place covered by her panties was already visible. "Don't exert any force! Open your thighs too," Michael commanded Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi bit her lip, enduring this boundless humiliation. She knew that if she didn't cooperate, her husband would suffer, so she resignedly released her thighs. "Wow! It's wet! So she likes it after all!" A group of men crowded around to look at Xiao Yi's crotch; there was a damp stain in the center of the cleft in her white panties. Michael then grabbed her knees and pushed her legs apart. "Ah...no..." Xiao Yi tried to cover herself with her hands in embarrassment, but they were immediately pulled above her head and pressed onto the table. Michael said to the person next to him, "Look closely! Don't be shy." "Ugh..." Xiao Yi was helpless except for sobbing, her legs spread apart in the air in an M-shape. "Touch it and see what happens." Ah Hong pressed his finger on the wet spot. "Hmph." Xiao Yi's back immediately arched upwards. "So soft! Hot." Ah Hong said to the others while pressing his finger on the full area. "No...hmph...no...hmph..." Xiao Yi pleaded in embarrassment. "How does it feel like this?" Ah Hong asked Xiao Yi, his finger tracing the cleft back and forth. "No...uh...ah..." Xiao Yi's breathing became more and more rapid, her long legs, slender waist, and full breasts writhing on the table. "It's soaked through! Is it really that good? And it's just with my fingers!" Ah Hong panted excitedly. Poor Xiao Yi's full hips were already soaked through the fabric, a wet patch visible. Her long legs twitched and kicked, but Michael held them firmly in his hands, her toes curling. Ah Hong withdrew his finger and inhaled deeply, the scent of a young woman's love juice lingering on his fingertip. Xiao Yi's body trembled slightly, still recovering from the further violation. She sobbed with a mixture of excitement and sadness, but Michael immediately launched an even more ruthless attack. "This position is more sensual." He grabbed Xiao Yi's calves near her ankles and pushed them upwards towards her head. "Hmph...no." Xiao Yi struggled instinctively. Her legs were pushed up until her knees pressed against her soft breasts, her snow-white thighs and the secret place between her hips were displayed without resistance. “Not bad! You can hold on to it,” Michael said to Uncle Wang at the other end. Uncle Wang took Xiao Yi’s beautiful legs, pressing her soles together tightly in his right hand. Poor Xiao Yi’s legs were spread wide in an ugly O-shape, the view between her legs almost bursting open. The full, secret place covered by the thin fabric made the man stare and swallow hard. “No…let me go…don’t look…” Xiao Yi, embarrassed by being put in this position in front of her husband, shook her head frantically, begging for mercy. Michael, however, deliberately lifted her head, making her see her own genitals. “No…” She felt so ashamed she wanted to faint, inwardly hating herself for wearing such provocative panties today. She had intended to please her husband, but now… The specially designed narrow crotch couldn't even fully cover her mons pubis in this position; her plump, tender flesh peeked out from the edges, and a few pubic hairs even showed! The wet cleft of her mons pubis clung tightly to the fabric, leaving a clear cleavage. "No…" The shame made her writhe and struggle. But staying still was better; with each movement, one side of the lace in the panties, which had initially covered her cleft, slowly sank into the soft, wet crevice, and her wrinkled labia, like delicate flowers wet with rain, slowly peeked out from the gaps in the lace. Her engorged labia were burning hot, exposed to the cool air. "Ah… let me go…" she cried out in a pitiful, shameful voice. If she could move her hands, she would immediately try to cover herself, but now both her hands were pulled above her head and tightly bound. She could only watch helplessly as her most private parts, which were originally only visible to her beloved man, were gradually exposed. Michael cupped Xiaoyi's alluring buttocks in his hands, pushing her lower body upwards further. He then used his body to brace against her back, his strong arms tightly encircling her slender waist. Uncle Wang also cooperated by pressing her feet down onto the table. Xiaoyi truly experienced the discomfort of her body being bent so that her face was pressed against her buttocks. She could barely breathe, unable to scream, only able to groan in pain.