The Complete Chronicle of the Officer’s Suffocating Humiliation

The kidnapper seemed to relish Li Qian’s resistance, his hand relentlessly kneading her breasts, forcing a continuous stream of whimpers from her throat. Suddenly, the car slammed on the brakes. Li Qian’s body lurched forward, nearly colliding with the front seat. The kidnapper lost his balance as well, his hand slipping from her chest. "Damn it!" he cursed. Once he regained his footing, he immediately clamped his hand back onto her breasts, resuming his "enjoyment." A flicker of hope ignited in Li Qian’s eyes; she thought she might have a chance to escape. But at that moment, the kidnapper’s hand slid further down, unfastening her skirt to reveal her long, shapely legs. He stroked her thighs, his palm tracing a slow path upward against her skin, sending waves of numbness and weakness coursing through her. "Officer, you are truly exquisite. We’re going to make you surrender completely," he whispered, his voice laced with excitement as his hand reached toward her now barely covered crotch. Li Qian’s face was a mask of shame and fury. She shook her head violently, tears finally spilling over. She looked out the window in despair, seeing only the blurred streets and the passing crowd. The kidnapper seemed unmoved by her tears. He caressed her most intimate parts, making her tremble uncontrollably. "Mmm..." Her whimpers were now tinged with fear and submission. The kidnapper’s fingers probed deep inside her, drawing a muffled gasp as her body arched instinctively. "Officer, you’re so tight. We’re going to make sure you enjoy this," he rasped, his breathing growing heavy. He rhythmically stimulated her most sensitive spots, driving her to whimper incessantly. Under his relentless manipulation, Li Qian’s body grew limp. She slumped against the seat, forced to submit to his whims. "Well, well, Officer. You’ve finally surrendered. We’ll show you what real pleasure is," he chuckled triumphantly, quickening his pace. Li Qian’s whimpers grew softer. As he toyed with her, her body began to relax, the sharp sting of humiliation and anger slowly being replaced by a strange, overwhelming sensation. The car continued on. Li Qian’s plight remained unknown to the world; she could only endure the violation, waiting for the police to act. As the kidnapper wantonly stripped away her clothes, shame and rage warred within her—yet a spark of hope ignited when she spotted a police cruiser passing by. A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes. She struggled desperately, trying to catch her colleague's attention. She kicked the car door with all her might, letting out muffled cries, attempting to signal for help. The kidnapper, sensing her intent, quickly clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle her. Despair flooded Li Qian’s eyes as she shook her head, trying to break free. But his strength was overwhelming; with his other hand, he gripped her calf in a vice-like hold, pinning her down. As the police car faded into the distance, the kidnapper let out a sigh of relief, though he did not let her go. He sneered, pulling his hand away from her mouth to let her breathe. Li Qian gasped for air, her eyes burning with fury, and she prepared to scream for help. "Ah! ...Help!! ...Save... Mmph?!! ...Mmmph!!!" "Are you fucking deaf or what?!" The leader sneered, then added, "Let me help you out with that..." He grabbed a blindfold and stepped behind Li Qian. Inhaling the scent of her hair, he pulled the fabric tight over her eyes, securing it firmly. "What are you doing!" The policewoman nearly lunged to subdue him, but she forced herself to stand down. Now, with her vision plunged into total darkness, it felt as though her sense of shame had been muffled along with her sight. The metallic click of a gun being cocked echoed in the room; biting her lip, she seemed to reach a breaking point. One hand began to slowly knead her breasts, while the other slid beneath her skirt, fingers probing the sensitive, unprotected folds of her sex. The leader captured every detail on his phone. Because she couldn't see him, Li Qian felt a twisted sense of relief, numbing her humiliation with the desperate hope of an imminent rescue. Yet, as she touched herself, a flicker of illicit pleasure sparked within her—a realization that made her face burn with an even deeper, agonizing crimson. Robber A sneered, pressing the muzzle of his gun against Li Qian’s temple. "Listen up, little officer. Take off your skirt, or you’re a dead woman!" A flash of terror crossed Li Qian’s eyes, but her pride as a cop surged forward. "You scum," she spat, "I will never submit to you!" Without a hint of mercy, Robber A slammed the butt of his pistol against her head. Her vision blurred, and she nearly collapsed. "Don't test my patience," he growled, "or you'll regret it." Li Qian gritted her teeth, knowing she had to play along until help arrived. With trembling hands, she slowly unbuttoned her skirt. It pooled at her feet, leaving her in her black pantyhose, which accentuated the long, elegant lines of her legs and the curve of her waist. "Beautiful, officer. Keep going!" Robber A’s voice dripped with excitement. Li Qian squeezed her eyes shut, her hands shaking as she stroked her own skin. Her face felt like it was on fire, a volatile mix of shame and rage. She fought to control her breathing, forcing her body to obey their commands. Robber A filmed the scene, his voice gloating, "You’re really getting into this, aren't you, officer? We’re going to treasure this video—I’m sure your colleagues would love to see it!" Tears streamed down Li Qian’s face. She wanted nothing more than to lunge at him and smash the phone, but she knew she was powerless. Just as Li Qian was in the middle of pleasuring herself, the leader stepped forward and cuffed her wrists, rendering her immobile. He hoisted her up, ignoring her frantic kicking and struggling, and carried her into the bedroom. He threw her onto the mattress, set his phone up on the opposite table to record the bed, and then climbed on top of her, ripping the blindfold from her eyes. "You bastard! Let me go!" Li Qian knew exactly what was coming and fought back with everything she had. "You asshole, let me go, let—mmph!!" The leader grabbed a strip of cloth, and while she was still screaming, he gagged her tightly. He then used another wide strip to bind her mouth and nose. Stripping off his clothes—keeping his mask on—he pulled Li Qian up from behind into a kneeling position. "Time for us to play, officer," the leader sneered, wrapping a thick, muscular arm around her neck. "Mmmph?!!!" Li Qian struggled in vain. The leader forced her legs apart and rammed into her, ignoring her muffled cries and desperate resistance. As he violated her, Li Qian felt a wave of sharp pain and soul-crushing humiliation. She was at the mercy of his brutal assault, her sobs and whimpers trapped behind the gag, muffled and distorted. *Slap! ... Slap-slap!!!* "Mmmph!! ... Mmmph!!!" Listening to the policewoman’s desperate, muffled moans, the leader grew even more excited. He yanked hard on the knot of the gag behind her head, the fabric biting deep into her soft cheeks, cutting off her air. "Mmmph!! (Let me go!) ... Mmmph!!!" Her pleas were nothing more than frantic, garbled sounds. The leader seemed to relish her agony, thrusting with savage, rhythmic force. Li Qian’s body was pushed to its limit, her only outlet for the pain being the tears that streamed down her face and the weak, rhythmic whimpers against the gag. "Mmmph!! Mmmph-oh!!" "Scream! Go ahead and scream! ... To fuck a real-life policewoman? I’d die for this!" Her hair whipped wildly as her body spasmed under the force of the assault. The leader’s thick, throbbing member plunged in and out of her slick, aching core, churning relentlessly, her sex pulsing and clenching around him with every violent thrust. "Enough of your damn yapping!" Wang Yi had originally intended to tie up Zhuzhu, but he changed his mind. He dragged the other girl out of the restroom, hauled her over to Wang Er, and shoved her to the floor. The girl let out muffled whimpers, and Zhuzhu, frantic with worry, could do nothing to intervene. Wang Yi slowly pulled the hood off the girl’s head, revealing a beautiful face, barely in her twenties. Her cheeks were streaked with tears, and her mouth was gagged with tape, leaving her only able to emit soft, desperate groans. Wang Yi walked over to Zhuzhu, hood in hand, and prepared to pull it over her head. "What are you doing?! I’m warning you, this is assaulting a police officer!" "Damn it! Shut your mouth! Stand still, or I’ll have him press the detonator!" With that, Wang Yi snatched off Zhuzhu’s police cap, held it to his nose, and inhaled deeply, looking intoxicated. "Smells so good..." "Pervert!" Zhuzhu spat. Wang Yi then yanked the nylon hood down over her head. Her furious glare vanished beneath the black fabric. She struggled, shaking her head and twisting her body in resistance, but the threat to the hostage forced her to swallow her defiance. Because of her ponytail, the hood slid down slowly, stretching tightly against her scalp and molding perfectly to her features. Her delicate facial contours were clearly imprinted on the fabric, like a cast. The only slight imperfection was the bridge of her nose—not particularly high, a classic trait of a southern woman. Watching the face of the policewoman trapped inside the hood, the Wang brothers felt their crotches tighten. They had always taken extra care with their "merchandise," using various fabrics to blindfold and gag them before indulging in their depraved whims. Today, they had caught a real-deal policewoman. The risk was astronomical, but the reward and the sheer thrill were off the charts! "What are you doing?! Take this off! I’m warning you... you... mmmph?!" Unable to see, Zhuzhu’s hooded head darted left and right. The fabric pressed against her eyes, forcing them into a half-closed squint, their outlines twitching against the mask. Her breathing grew ragged, her nostrils flaring rapidly. Even with the hood on, she continued to lecture and scold the brothers, demanding their surrender. Her lips moved against the black material, forming various shapes; the sight of those alluring, hidden lips and the muffled, distorted sounds turned her authoritative reprimands into something strangely provocative. Watching the rise and fall of her lips against the fabric, Wang Yi grabbed the policewoman’s body and slammed his mouth onto hers. "Mmmph?! Mmmph!" Despite her training, Zhuzhu was caught off guard by the forced kiss. Even through the hood, she instinctively drove her knee upward, catching Wang Yi square in the crotch. He let out a strangled cry and collapsed to the floor. Fortunately, the blow wasn't perfectly centered, but he groaned for several minutes before he could stand. Thanks to his regular physical conditioning, his member remained rock-hard, but he was furious. He grabbed a rope and lunged for Zhuzhu’s legs. "You pervert! You degenerate! I’m warning you, this is sexual assault on an officer! You have some nerve!" "Damn it! You kicked the hell out of me! I’m warning you too! I’m tying your legs now, and if you don’t stay still, I’ll trigger the bombs and we’ll all go to hell together!" "Ugh!" Zhuzhu had no choice. She tried to pull away when the rope touched her skin, but Wang Yi was an expert. In a few swift motions, he bound her legs tight—dozens of loops of rope, impossible to break. "Did you really have to tie it that tight?" "Shut the hell up! I just saw your legwork; I’m not letting you get the better of me again!" "Watch your mouth!" The policewoman had never been spoken to like this by a criminal. She was livid, her muffled voice barking through the hood. "Damn this uniform, what’s it good for? You’re still caught, aren't you?" Wang Yi continued his foul-mouthed tirade, showing no respect for the officer. He then used several more lengths of rope to bind her upper body, winding them tightly over her belt, shoulder boards, and gear. It turned out that a police uniform paired with ropes was a stunning sight to behold. Zhuzhu was now completely immobilized, her legs bound together, forced to struggle for balance, utterly at their mercy. She forced herself to stay calm, drawing on her training and past experiences. She knew that when her colleagues realized they couldn't reach her, they would come looking. But the criminals had a hostage and claimed to have multiple bombs. Beneath the hood, Zhuzhu’s brow furrowed—a subtle shift in expression that, unbeknownst to her, the Wang brothers could see perfectly clearly. For this young policewoman, who had expected nothing more than a routine patrol, the nightmare had only just begun. Old K emerged from the shower, stark naked, his semi-erect cock swaying with every step. Shaking the water droplets from his body, he headed straight for Nie Xin’s bedroom. "Since I’ve already kidnapped two cops, I might as well go all the way—let’s see if there’s anything worth taking!" In the bedroom, he yanked open the drawers, tossing aside piles of clothing, until his hand brushed against something hard—a thick, pink, textured electric dildo, sitting right next to a large suitcase. Old K’s eyes lit up, a wild, depraved thought taking hold. "Haha, Nie Xin, you slutty cop, so this is what you get up to in private? I’ll have some fun with this, then stuff you both in the suitcase and get out of here!" Grinning wickedly, he grabbed the dildo and the suitcase and returned to the living room. Seeing him completely bare, the two policewomen were overcome with shame and fury. Nie Xin let out muffled screams, trying to curl her body into a ball, her breasts trembling beneath her police uniform; Zhang Xiaolan’s face flushed blood-red, her almond eyes spitting fire, but she could only shake her head in protest, "Mmmph... you... pervert... mmmph... get lost!" "Stop that damn muffled whining! I’ll loosen your mouths up, let’s play with this first!" Old K crouched down and began tearing away the layers of gagging from Nie Xin—the duct tape ripped off with a sharp *skritch*, followed by the cotton mask, cloth strips, silk scarf, and panties. Nie Xin gasped for air, coughing as she cursed, "Cough... Old K, you piece of shit! If you’ve had your fun, get out and turn yourself in! The police won't let you get away with this!" Her voice was hoarse but resolute; her heroic face was twisted, her lips swollen. Her sweat-drenched police uniform clung to her body, accentuating her mature, curvaceous figure—a slender waist, full hips, high-set breasts, and long, straight legs encased in black stockings. Old K ignored her, grabbing a wide roll of duct tape and sealing her mouth shut with a single, firm strip from chin to nose. "Shut your bitch mouth, you old hag! Now it’s your apprentice’s turn." He turned to Zhang Xiaolan, roughly ripping away her thick cotton mask, scarf, towel, and nylon socks. Amidst the tearing sounds, Zhang Xiaolan coughed out the scent of stockings, gasping as she roared, "You animal! Old K, I’m a police officer! You’re a criminal—you’ll be executed for this! Let my mentor go!" Her innocent face was flushed and alluring, her uniform shirt unbuttoned to reveal her collarbone, her tight skirt straining over her firm, rounded buttocks, her black-stockinged legs struggling in vain. Old K sneered, sealing her small mouth with a strip of wide tape. "Little bitch, a cop’s mouth should be kept tight! Look at this—Nie Xin’s favorite toy!" He brandished the electric dildo. Nie Xin let out a muffled shriek, tears of shame streaming down her face as she tried to shake her head; Zhang Xiaolan’s face turned beet red, her eyes wide with shock, "Mmmph... no... stop... mmmph... you... bastard!" Old K aimed the toy at Nie Xin first. "Old hag, if you don't use this to fuck your own slutty cunt, I’ll fuck you myself! If you dare scream, I’ll carve up your face!" He pulled out a knife, feigning a strike toward her cheek. Nie Xin protested with muffled cries, "Mmmph... turn... yourself... in... mmmph... don't... do... something... stupid..." But as the blade drew closer, she weighed her options, her eyes filled with despair, and she finally nodded in submission. Old K untied Nie Xin’s hands but handcuffed them in front of her. "Keep your hands still, you slut! Pull up your skirt and shove it in!" Nie Xin trembled with reluctance, her beautiful face flushed with shame. She was an elite officer, usually so upright, yet now she was forced to masturbate. Her muffled cries turned into pleas, but Old K pressed the knife against her. "Hurry up!" Nie Xin gritted her teeth, the handcuffs clinking as she slowly hiked up her tight skirt, revealing her white panties. The dignity of her police uniform had turned into a badge of shame. Her slender fingers hooked the edge of her panties, pulling them down to her knees to reveal her smooth, wet cunt. She spread her legs, her pink slit glistening. "Mmmph... you... animal..." she cursed indistinctly, helpless and furious. She grabbed the dildo, the coarse texture pressing against her labia, and slowly pushed it inside. "Ah... mmmph..." She groaned behind the tape as the dildo penetrated her, the vibration causing her waist to arch, her juices quickly seeping out and running down her black-stockinged thighs. Zhang Xiaolan watched the entire scene, shouting through her gag, "Mmmph... Old K... you... bastard... mmmph... stop... bullying... my... mentor!" She twisted violently, the ropes digging into her breasts, her hips writhing as she tried to roll away, but she was bound too tightly. She could only watch her mentor masturbate, her rage causing tears to stream down her face, her innocent features contorted. Nie Xin lay limp on the sofa, the dildo buzzing, her cunt contracting as she reached a climax, her juices spraying. She was filled with shame and fury, yet a part of her felt a twisted sense of relief—at least Old K hadn't raped her directly. But Old K’s gaze turned even more sinister. "Had enough fun, you old hag? Now it’s the little apprentice’s turn!" He pulled out the dildo, slick with Nie Xin’s juices, and held it out to Zhang Xiaolan. "Little bitch, are you still a virgin? Shove this in, or I’ll fuck your tight little cunt until it’s ruined!" Zhang Xiaolan shook her head, her eyes filled with fear and defiance. "Mmmph... no... I... can't... mmmph... I'm... a... virgin... you... criminal... turn... yourself... in!" She tried to use the authority of the law to pressure him, but Old K brandished the knife. "Not doing it? Then I’ll fuck your mentor’s ass instead!" Nie Xin let out a muffled scream of terror. Zhang Xiaolan hesitated, gritting her teeth through her tears, and finally nodded. Old K untied her legs but left her arms cuffed behind her back. "Take off your own panties, you little slut! Face me and shove it in!" Zhang Xiaolan was consumed by shame. As a rookie cop, she was strong-willed and had never imagined such a scenario. She turned away, trying to hide, but Old K kicked her into position. "Turn around, you bitch!" Forced to comply, she knelt, her hands bound behind her back, barely managing to pull down her panties. Her pink, virgin slit was exposed, her black-stockinged legs trembling, her buttocks taut. The heroic image of her police uniform was now steeped in humiliation. "Shove it in, just a little bit—I want to watch you lose your virginity!" Old K teased. Tears slid down Zhang Xiaolan’s face as she grabbed the dildo, the texture pressing against her labia. "Mmmph... it... hurts... mmmph... you... animal..." she cried out, her voice muffled as she slowly pushed it inside. The pain of her hymen tearing made her scream, but the tape kept it to a dull groan. Her cunt was tight, and as the dildo penetrated, the vibration stimulated her, causing her juices to flow. Her waist spasmed, her breasts shaking. "Mmmph... no... stop... mmmph... I... hate... you!" Rage and frustration made her try to pull it out, but Old K held it in place. "Deeper, little bitch! Let me see you squirt!" Zhang Xiaolan broke down, the dildo buried to the hilt, her juices staining her black stockings, her innocent face twisted into a mask of depravity. Nie Xin let out a muffled growl, watching her apprentice being forced to defile herself. She struggled to rise, but the handcuffs clinked, and she could only collapse, her heart filled with grief and rage. The two policewomen had hoped Old K would keep his word and stop, but they were wrong. Old K grinned wickedly. "I don't want you two screaming—stuff your panties in your mouths!" He picked up Nie Xin’s damp panties and shoved them into her mouth. "Mmmph... no..." Nie Xin shook her head, but the knife forced her to swallow the scent of her own arousal, her mouth bulging. Old K then gagged Zhang Xiaolan with her own virgin panties, the scent of blood and juices making her feel sick. "Mmmph... take... it... out... mmmph... you... criminal!" she cursed, her helpless fury causing her to weep uncontrollably. "Now, let's keep those mouths shut tight!" Old K tore off several strips of wide duct tape. He wrapped Nie Xin’s mouth first, five layers pulled taut, pressing the panties down until she couldn't utter a sound. Then he did the same to Zhang Xiaolan, three layers of tape sealing her small mouth, her virgin panties stuffed deep inside, her breathing becoming rapid and shallow. "Mmmph... mmmph... can't... breathe..." She shook her head, trying to spit them out, but the tape held firm. Finally, he took a wide strip of cloth—rough, white cotton—and bound it tightly over the lower half of their faces, from the bridge of their noses to their chins, pressing down on the tape and panties, completely suffocating their nose and mouth. Nie Xin’s airway was reduced to a sliver, her heroic face distorted. "Mmmph... animal..." she growled indistinctly. Zhang Xiaolan’s situation was even worse; the cloth pulled tight against her nose, her nostrils flared with every desperate, drowning breath. Her rage caused her entire body to spasm. "Mmmph... let... go... mmmph... I’ll... catch... you!" Tiger ordered Mud-Loach to pinch Xu Jiamin’s jaw, forcing her mouth open to inject a vial of specialized serum directly down her throat. With her mouth clamped shut, Xu could only let out muffled, desperate whimpers as she was forced to swallow. Within moments, her tongue went numb and wooden, leaving her capable of nothing more than incoherent, strangled cries. Han Tao set up the camera nearby, grinning as he shouted, "Action! Let’s start our 'Female Detective AV' blockbuster! Smile for the audience, Detective Xu!" Tiger stripped naked, his bloated, hairless body lunging onto Xu Jiamin. Bound tightly and held down by two henchmen—one pinning her shoulders, the other her legs—she was forced to watch as the fat pig bore down on her. Tiger began by forcing a kiss, his foul, reeking tongue shoving deep into her mouth, wrestling with her paralyzed tongue and sucking greedily, saliva trailing down the corners of her mouth. Xu tried to fight back, but her tongue refused to obey, leaving her to endure the wet, obscene "slurping" sounds as his tongue ravaged her oral cavity. Her eyes burned with furious red rage, her mind screaming over and over: *You filthy, bloated pig... even if I die, I’ll drag you all to hell with me!* While kissing her, Tiger’s greasy hands roamed wildly over her body, kneading her full breasts through her crisp police uniform until her nipples hardened and pushed against the fabric. He ducked his head, biting and sucking through the cloth, drenching her neck, face, and chest in his vile saliva. Her uniform quickly soaked through and clung to her, reeking of his stench. "Hahaha! Detective Xu, your slutty tits are so damn big and firm! You were so fierce when you were arresting my brothers, but look at you now—drooling like a bitch under my kiss. Look at how I’ve stained your uniform. You, the 'Wuhan Iron Lady,' are nothing but a meat-toy for us now! Tongue numb, are you? Can only whimper while you get fucked?" Once the drug took full effect, Tiger ordered his men to loosen her bonds slightly, leaving her hands cuffed behind her back with her own police cuffs. He tore a jagged hole in the crotch of her pantyhose, shoved her underwear aside, and rammed his thick, rigid cock into her slick, pink slit in one violent thrust! "Mmmph—!" Xu screamed in agony, but with her tongue paralyzed, it came out as a garbled, "Mmmph... damn you... mmmph!" She thrashed like a madwoman, her athletic body twisting in pain, her thick brows knitted in torment, but her body was flooded with a drug-induced heat that sapped her strength. Tiger pinned her waist, thrusting like a rabid dog, every stroke slamming against her cervix, stretching her tight passage to its limit, accompanied by the wet, rhythmic slapping of flesh and the flow of her own involuntary juices. "Fuck you, you slutty cop! Your pussy is so tight and hot! So majestic as a detective, but now you’re leaking like a faucet under my cock! Scream! Keep glaring at me with those big eyes! I’m going to fill your cunt with so much cum that you, the Captain of the Criminal Investigation Division, will end up pregnant with a gangster’s spawn!" After ten minutes of brutal pounding, Tiger roared, unleashing a torrent of scalding semen deep into her womb. Xu Jiamin felt her insides flooded with the hot liquid, consumed by a mix of shame and rage, her eyes bloodshot. "I will... kill you... mmmph..." But this was only the beginning. Next was Mud-Loach. He stripped, his skin covered in greasy, grotesque scars, and sneered, "My turn. I’m going to play with this detective’s asshole! Let’s see how she likes it when she’s leaking everywhere, still acting like she’s got a backbone!" Tiger nodded in approval. As Mud-Loach approached, Xu muffled a curse, "Don't come near me... you perverts... mmmph..." It was useless. Mud-Loach forced a kiss, ravaging her breasts through the soaked uniform, then turned his attention to her pussy, fingers plunging inside to churn her juices. Then, he coated his massive, throbbing head in lubricant and jammed it straight into her tight, unyielding anus! "Mmmph—!" Xu shrieked, the sensation of her sphincter tearing nearly causing her to black out. She tried to bite her own tongue to end it, but Mud-Loach instantly grabbed her face, ordering his men to bring the pair of stinking pantyhose and underwear she’d been wearing—now soaked in Tiger’s semen, sweat, urine, and her own fluids. He balled them up and shoved them deep into her mouth. Xu thrashed violently, the stench hitting her like a physical blow, her stomach churning. They then wrapped heavy-duty tape around her mouth two dozen times, pulling it so tight her face seemed to shrink, leaving her unable to even open her jaw, forced to let out helpless, enraged, muffled cries as tears of humiliation streamed down her cheeks. Mud-Loach’s cock ground into her rectum, thrusting in and out with savage force, each stroke hitting the deepest part of her gut, making him roar like a beast: "Fuck! This cop’s asshole is so damn tight! It’s squeezing my cock like a vice! Detective Xu, aren't you the 'Wuhan Iron Lady'? How does it feel to be fucked in the ass? Your whimpering sounds so slutty! When you arrested us, we begged for mercy—now it’s your turn to cry while you get fucked!" Mud-Loach pounded her for a long time before finally ejaculating a thick load into her rectum. Xu Jiamin was beyond humiliated, her body trembling uncontrollably as a mixture of fluids from both her pussy and anus trickled down her legs. Then, Han Tao aimed the camera at her and lunged forward, stripping naked. He kissed her over the thick layers of tape, leering, "Captain Xu, if you’d just cooperated, you wouldn't have to suffer like this. Regret it now? Look at your face, all distorted by the tape, still struggling—you’re so cute." Xu could only glare and let out angry, muffled protests, twisting her body to avoid him. Han Tao sneered, "Fine, then I’ll fuck you until you submit!" He pressed a towel soaked in sedatives over her nose and mouth, leaving her in a semi-conscious, delirious state. He rammed his cock into her vagina, still slick with Tiger’s semen, thrusting violently with wet, squelching sounds. Once finished, he didn't hesitate to shove his cock into the anus Mud-Loach had just filled, churning the mixture of their fluids inside her, thrusting with sadistic pleasure before unloading another load. Afterward, he kissed her taped face, licking away her tears: "Cry, Detective. Your tears are so sweet. Your pussy and your asshole belong to us now." Xu Jiamin turned her head away with a muffled, angry groan. Then, Tiger gave the order: "Brothers, get in here! Today we gang-bang this Wuhan Captain! Let’s turn her into nothing but a meat-hole for our cum!" A dozen henchmen, their groins aching, swarmed her. Knowing she was about to be completely violated, Xu thrashed with every ounce of strength, her body twisting wildly, letting out loud, desperate, muffled screams, her brows knotted in agony beneath the tape. But there was no stopping the pack of wolves. They kissed and molested her face, neck, breasts, and thighs, tearing at her uniform buttons to suck on her nipples, licking the contours of her taped mouth. One henchman panted, "Boss, this cop’s eyes are terrifying—like she wants to eat us! The way she’s glaring at me is making me even harder!" Tiger laughed, "Easy fix. Put a blindfold on her! Let’s turn her into a blind meat-hole that can only whimper!" A shroud of absolute darkness fell over Xu Jiamin as the blindfold was pulled tight. She could only feel countless filthy hands and bodies crawling over her like maggots. Her tongue was numb, her mouth gagged with stinking fabric and layers of tape; she could barely breathe, her nostrils filled with the suffocating scent of semen and sweat. Her pride as an officer kept her from screaming, but the despair and rage surged within her like a tidal wave: *These animals... I, Xu Jiamin, will never surrender...* yet she could only twist helplessly in the dark. Soon, she felt a thick cock slam into her pussy, while another man jammed his into her semen-filled anus! Invaded through both holes simultaneously, her lower body burned with a mix of pain, heat, and fullness. The two cocks ground against each other within her narrow passages, creating wet, obscene squelching sounds as they churned through the mixture of fluids. She wanted to kill them, but could only let out a shrill, desperate, muffled, "Mmmph—!" Her body convulsed under their weight, her breasts kneaded into distorted shapes, her nipples pinched until they were raw, red, and swollen.