Chapter 15 Chapter One

I was walking alone on the night road, when a black SUV suddenly stood in front of me, with several arms stretched out. I was pushed into the back seat, my hands and feet were bound by straps or something, like a small animal caught in a cruel trap.Even so, I was still struggling desperately, but I was slapped suddenly, stopped moving reflexively, and shrank my whole body. As soon as I was slapped, all the functions of my body stopped like a switch was cut.The doctor has explained the principle to me several times, but I am not mentally strong and cannot understand those complicated things.For this reason, I was often scolded by my father and sister, but there was nothing I could do about my poor brain, and I couldn't change it.Just as I was thinking about these things, the other side of my cheek was slapped, and my body curled up even more.

There was a heavy growl from the engine, and the SUV started to move forward. Where is it taking me?Although I don't understand, I can guess what will happen to me.The four ferocious-faced young men in the car showed sticky smiles, and happily said, "Dangdangdang! The masked rapist is here!", "I want to make every hole in her body tremble!", " Caught a cute and rare elementary school student!" and other absurd words.It’s true that I’m not tall and my chest is flat, but I’m already in the second year of junior high school: it’s really rude to mistake me for a primary school student.Having said that, now is not the time to be leisurely indignant about this.

The RV continued on and stopped shortly after in an empty parking lot.The engine was killed. The moist eyes of the men clearly appeared in the dim car, and each eye was directed towards me.His heartbeat was screaming explosively, sweat was pouring out of his head, the back of his ears began to heat up, but his armpits became cold.I moved my whole body, trying to escape, but was unable to do so because I was tied up. give up!This sentence suddenly appeared, like a highly permeable sponge, rendering the depths of the brain. So, my body stopped moving.turned into a doll. The men rudely stripped off the doll's clothes, observing the bruised and skinny body that did not receive the necessary nutrition.However, this did not calm the men's lust and libido, but intensified their excitement; they took off their trousers and panties together, and pushed their erect cocks to the doll.A doll is just a doll and of course doesn't move.The men's throats gurgled in dissatisfaction, and then they returned to brutal mode, grabbing the doll's hair, hands and feet respectively.It was an extremely offensive insult, but the doll was just a doll and of course felt nothing.

One of the men shoved a hard penis into the doll's mouth, turning me slightly back into a human being; but as soon as I licked the salty surface and swallowed the saliva in my mouth, I was a doll again.The other man shoves his cock so hard into the doll's cock that it nearly turns me back into a human; I let go of my lower body and accept his cock.The remaining two rubbed their breasts and touched their feet. This level of behavior was not painful, so I continued to be a doll as if nothing had happened, and waited for the hot rod-like objects entering the mouth and cock to finish the action.

The man who was rubbing the chest let go of his hand, and suddenly stuffed two fingers into the nostrils of the doll; both the nose and mouth were blocked, and it became difficult to breathe.Although I am a doll, my body is still human, and it is very painful not to be able to breathe.I desperately inhaled oxygen through the tiny gaps in my nose and mouth.While the doll was trying to get some oxygen, the man touching the feet let go and stuck his fingers in his ass; he really seemed to want to make every hole in my body shake.The action hit me—not physically, but mentally—and I couldn't help clenching my teeth.At this time, the genitals in the mouth were pulled out, and a strong slap came, followed by a roar.He seemed angry at being bitten.The doll was beaten, and kept beating.

However, this is fine for me.The more you are beaten: the more your heart shrinks, and it will disappear after a while. The doll becomes a complete doll, all sensation disappears, and eyes are slowly closed. When he opened his eyes again, the humiliation was over.They kicked me off the parking lot with a lot of stinky cum and threw my clothes over.The engine started, and the SUV disappeared into the distance. I wanted to put on my clothes, but I thought that I should get rid of the semen first, so I wiped it on the spot; but the semen attached to my hair was difficult to clean, and I thought it was troublesome, so I wanted to put on my clothes directly, but I felt that there was not much I could do without getting dirty He tried again to shake the cum from his hair, but it still couldn't get it out.

At this moment, a handkerchief was suddenly handed to me.I looked up in surprise, and there was a man staring at me with an even more surprised expression: he was wearing a high-end suit, and he was in his early thirties. "This handkerchief...can I use it?" I stared at the handkerchief he offered. "It will get dirty!" "Well, yes, it's okay, just take it and wipe it!" The man turned his eyes away from the naked me and replied like this. I bowed my head in thanks, took the handkerchief and wiped the semen from my hair.I turned the handkerchief inside out, wiped my whole body clean by the way, then put on my clothes, thinking whether I should return the handkerchief.

"That's for you." The man quickly pointed to the handkerchief. "Ah... thank you." "I've seen it all. It's unlucky for you to do such an outrageous thing. Are you all right?" "Si, it's okay." "What do they think of a girl's body? Do you have any pain?" "I'm not hurt, I'm fine. Just a little pain." "Speaking of which, those guys are really too much, really annoying, I don't know if they can do whatever they want because they don't report the rape case. You should not be the first target of those people, they seem to be familiar with it, I know, Because I've seen it all. Si, yes."

The man stared in the direction the SUV was leaving. "I should go." I straightened my clothes and stood up. "Thank you for your kind handkerchief..." "Well, yes, I can't forgive them, I can't forgive them!" The man spoke faster. "You don't think you can forgive them, do you?" "They are indeed bad guys, but I wasn't injured, so I thought it was a sudden thunderstorm in the morning..." "Are you going to let them go?" "After all, there is nothing to do." "I can't help it? How can I just say I can't help it! No, I can't just let it go."

That being said, I can neither do anything to them nor intend to do anything to them.I was turned into a doll when I was raped, and I didn't feel much pain, as long as I could bear the lingering smell of semen. "I can't forgive, I can't let them go." "Uh, can I go back?" "The evidence is complete, only your courage is missing." "what are you saying?" "Go to the police!" "Call the police?" One sentence outside of these words surprised me from the bottom of my heart.I knew my body was heating up; I watched the man as I smelled the evaporating cum.

"Go and explain the ins and outs to the police. I can be a witness. Although I didn't see the car number, I know the car type; more importantly, I witnessed the process of your being raped." The man handed out a business card, and I browsed his name And professional title, is a teacher in a nearby high school. "We have to expose the crimes of those people and let them learn a lesson. Of course, I will support you and help you. I will fully support you from the standpoint of a witness." "I appreciate your kindness, but..." "Please rest assured that I am also engaged in activities to protect women's human rights, and the objectification of women will not be tolerated." "I'm really fine." I stuffed the handkerchief and business card into my pocket. "So please don't take this matter to heart." "Wait, what are you talking about? Are you planning to knock out teeth and swallow blood?" The expression of the activist showed that he could not understand my words. "I don't care." When I was humiliated, I became a doll as usual. So I suffered neither pain nor humiliation.I, the "I", was overwhelmingly unscathed, without crying with inflamed eyes. But now you want me to call the police?Talk about being raped?Let this matter become a criminal case?Make it public? I don't want to ask for trouble. I just didn't want to be troubled, so I kept turning into a doll. "Leave it to me, I won't let you down," the activist said to reassure me. "Indeed, you may be able to stand on the witness stand as a victim, but this is unavoidable. Come on! Victims can also fight back and fight." "Fight?" It was as if a caustic toxin was circulating in my body, becoming heavy. stop, stop!I've turned into a doll and escaped, I'm not in pain, so don't make a big deal, let my family "Fight!" Activists say again: "Unite and fight!" "You said you saw me being raped?" I lifted my face and felt ashamed at the same time. "Think, yes, I did see it." "If you want to fight, it should be at that time..." "I know, it's really my fault. I shouldn't have watched things happen in silence." The activist replied immediately. "I want to right my mistake, so let's go to the police and talk about it!" "..." "I've dealt with many of these issues, and when my student was in a difficult situation because of her pregnancy, I solved it for her, and I have the ability." "That's not the problem." I stood up quickly. "Uh, I'm going back." "Are you going to give in?" "..." "Why swallow it? Why not report them?" The eyes of the activist seemed to be looking at the other side of my face. I turned around, out of sight of the activists, and ran.I want to go home early, sleep with my humiliation covered with a quilt, forget everything, and welcome a new day; difficulties, anxiety, anger... all these emotions are handed over to the doll, and I go back to the usual every day .Or should I say I have to go back early today. I noticed the sound of fierce footsteps, and looking back, I saw that the activist was scrambling to catch up; he was moving desperately to catch up, and stood in front of me. "Go to the police! It's better to go as soon as possible, let's go!" I ignored the activist's words and left the parking lot, but the activist followed me quickly.This person will always follow me—under the attack of this thought, I ran again, desperately running on the road illuminated by street lights. "Okay, I get it!" the activist shouted from behind. "At least tell me your name and address, okay? I'll get in touch with you, let's work out a strategy together!" Of course, I ignored him.I found a bus parked on the sidewalk on the opposite side of the driveway, and I didn't care about the car passing by, so I rushed out of the driveway.The car screeched savagely and shrieked past me by a hair; I ignored it as well, walked up the walkway, and got on the bus right away.The passengers looked at me quietly, but I still ignored it, sat down in my seat, and checked the other side of the window. Activists are still standing on the opposite side of the trail.The bus starts and moves forward. The figures of the activists dwindled, but the sight of the paranoid lingered until the bus rounded the corner. When I got home, Dad gave me a flying kick. I bumped into the umbrella stand, which seemed to displease my dad, and he kicked my stomach hard, shaking his eyelids bulging with anger.I opened my eyes slightly, and saw my sister's face protruding from my father's shoulders; when my sister looked down at me, it was as if something very pleasant had happened and she was very happy. Dad grabbed my hair, pulled me up, and said in a very gentle tone: "Today is my sister's birthday, how can you hang out so late? Li Jia." Then he grabbed my hair and pulled me Take it to the living room.There are big cakes, Coke and roast chicken on the dining table, and there are rare bowls and plates for three people.what!screwed up.Why did I come home late at this time?Fucked up, totally screwed up. I quickly opened my mouth to apologize, but my father's hand held my chin, so I couldn't open my mouth.Dad said with foam on the corner of his mouth: "Lijia, hello, Lijia! How can you show such an attitude? Apologize to my sister!" I wanted to bow my head and apologize to my sister, but my father's hand stopped me and I couldn't move my head.My sister even kicked my thigh several times.Although my sister, who is a high school student, is not as violent as my father, it still hurts: I imagine my thighs are swollen like peaches, and I endure the pain. Dad told my sister to stop attacking and ordered her to feed me.After the sister agreed briefly, she went to the kitchen, put the small plate for pets on the dining table, cut a small piece of cake and roasted chicken on it, and poured Coca-Cola on top.Dad's hand moved to the back of my head, pressing my face against the small plate, and I ate the weird sweet, salty, cold, spicy food like a dog. But it doesn't matter.Because I'm a doll now. A doll that feels nothing, thinks nothing, resists and feels nothing.