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My two friends taught me how to be a practitioner. I saw no harm in it. After three weeks, I felt much better, and all my aches went away. Of course I was discreet, as what we were doing was banned.

Soon afterwards they sent me to the home of Madame _____. While I watched, she wrote out from memory an essay entitled "Advice To Those Of Our Young Chrysanthemums Who May Fall Into The Hands Of? The Police". She required me to memorize it over the next few hours, and then burned the copy she had just made. When I quote from it, I will use capital letters.

Weeks later I was alone in _____ Park when I was approached by a young policeman.

"I have been watching you. I believe you may be a member of the evil cult. Show me your identification papers."

I tried to give him just the papers from my handbag, but he tore it away.? Soon he had my diary in his hands. It recorded visits to certain places. Some were known to be the haunts of practitioners.

IF YOU ARE STOPPED BY A POLICEMAN, BE TOTALLY COOPERATIVE, BUT MAKE IT CLEAR THAT THERE HAS BEEN A MISUNDERSTANDING. NEVER ADMIT TO BEING A PRACTITIONER. IF YOU CONFESS, YOU WILL IMMEDIATELY BE ARRESTED, BEATEN, AND TRANSPORTED TO A FORCED WORK CAMP. YOU MAY NEVER BE HEARD FROM AGAIN.

"I am not a member of the evil cult. There has been a misunderstanding. I was only stretching the muscles of my back while looking at the white ducks upon the water."

"Be quiet. I must read some more. This is suspicious. Soon I will decide if I will arrest you."

IF YOU ARE ARRESTED, THE ARRESTING OFFICER WILL BE OBLIGED TO MAKE A STRONG CASE AGAINST YOU. ONCE IN POLICE CUSTODY, YOU WILL BE ABUSED.? USE EVERY MEANS POSSIBLE TO AVOID ARREST. REMEMBER TO BE TOLERANT, LIKE THE CHEESHUE TREE, WHICH BENDS TO THE WILL OF THE WIND, BUT DOES NOT BREAK.

"I can explain everything that you may be reading, but it may take time. Perhaps it would be better if we went to a more private place, where we could discuss this at our leisure. My apartment is not far from here."

The young policeman gave me a certain look. I nodded respectfully, then cast my eyes down.

When we reached my building I could see my neighbors looking at us. Perhaps I would have to move soon. Before we got out of the police car, I spoke.

"We must be quiet once inside. My neighbors will have their ears against? thin walls."

"Then I will tell you now, Chen Shua, that you will swallow it all."

I was so young I did not know what he meant. As soon as the door closed, his? hands became busy. Never had I allowed a man to touch me in my secret places. My hands came up of their own accord to stop his rudeness. Then he struck my cheek hard and I tasted blood. I dared not cry out. My hands fell away and I knew I must let him do whatever he wished. He took all my clothes off, piece by piece, looking and touching as he went. He smiled when I blushed.? No man had ever seen me naked. He cuffed my hands behind my back and made me kneel before him. He made me watch as he took off his clothes.? I had never seen such a thing before. It was 20 centimeters long and stood nearly straight up. The tip was already wet with clear fluid. He grasped my hair and pulled down on my chin. Finally I understood what he wanted.

He was not a clean man. I tasted stale urine and another thing, far worse, like spoiled bean sprouts. Then I was choking, breathing hard as he plunged in and out. I hoped he would finish soon. He was young and did not take long. I had no choice but to swallow.

He undid the cuffs and we got dressed in silence. I was glad it was over so soon, and that he had not tried to start a child within me. Then I got a big shock.

"You are under arrest for being a member of the evil cult. If you speak of what has transpired, I will deny it, and you will be beaten."

IF YOU ARE ARRESTED, YOU WILL BE FORCED TO STRIP NAKED IN THE POLICE STATION. THIS IS ROUTINE? FOR ALL PRISONERS, BUT YOU, BEING INNOCENT, ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW THIS. ALTHOUGH YOU CANNOT AVOID STRIPPING, YOU MUST PRETEND TO BE VERY UPSET WHEN THEY ASK.? IF YOU TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES AS SOON AS THEY WANT YOU TO, YOU ARE AS MUCH AS ADMITTING THAT YOU ARE GUILTY.

They put me alone in a very plain cell. There was nothing beside two chairs, a mattress upon the bare floor, and a large bamboo screen hiding the toilet. I was glad of that privacy.? On the screen was the well-known pattern? "Cherry Blossoms on the Mountain". There was nothing else to look at as the long hours passed. I supposed they were reading my diary. I wondered if there was anything else in my bag which might tend to convict me.

Finally a man in his thirties entered the room and sat down facing me. He had a heavy looking case in his right hand, which he put down. Across his left side was fastened an evil-looking black rubber baton. He wore a uniform, but it was not that of a policeman or guard.

"We have been looking at your diary. On April 17 you were at ______ Park. We believe that you left the park shortly before we arrested six women who were with you. They were all brought into cells much like this one. After certain things were done to them, they confessed. They were transported to re-education camps. We are sure you are equally guilty. We are going to examine your naked body for hidden devices. Take off your clothes immediately."

"I am not a member of the evil cult, and therefore I have no devices, and I will not take off my clothes."

I believe my bold answer pleased him, for it allowed him to proceed as cruelly he wished. I expected that he would seize me and begin to tear off my clothes. My intent was to put up a little resistance before succumbing.

Instead, he ordered me to lie down on the mattress. He removed my shoes and stockings. He drew? from the case two padded leather ankle restraints. Locked together, and fastened to ringbolts in the floor, they left my feet pressed tightly together and immobile. I didn't understand at all what was happening. My legs were now closed in such a way that I didn't see how he could undress me. Then I thought he might cut all my clothes off with a big pair if shears. Cut right up the leg of my pants, slide the cold steel under my panties, keep on clipping? right up my blouse. And so on the other side. Then just lift off the top pieces and pull the rest from underneath. Then I would have no clothes. I'd be transported to the camp naked. The transport guards would smirk and do naughty things to my bare body. Maybe all the prisoners in the camp were kept naked as they worked long hours under whips to make things for sale in America! I shivered at the thought.

But he didn't do that. What he did was far, far worse.

NOW I MUST TELL YOU SOME VERY SAD NEWS. WHEN YOU ARE IN THE POLICE STATION, YOU WILL PROBABLY BE TORTURED TO MAKE YOU CONFESS. AND YOU WILL CONFESS, EVERYBODY DOES. BUT YOU CANNOT CONFESS BEFORE YOU ARE TORTURED! IF YOU ONLY CONFESS UNDER TORTURE, THEY CANNOT BE SURE IF IT IS TRUE. YOU MUST BEAR UP, DEAR ONE, KNOWING WITH FORTITUDE THAT ALL THINGS PASS IN TIME.

He seized the toes of my left foot tightly and pulled out his baton. Then he swiftly stabbed the tip of it midway down my sole. The baton was electrified!

I howled. I screamed at the top of my lungs as he pressed the hot tip deep within my flesh. And then it was over, and I lay gasping for the breath I had just lost, sweat pouring off my face, my leg muscles cramping and uncramping uncontrollably. And then he quite calmly took my other foot in his hand and...

"Don't.....don't...dont..DON'T DONT DON'TDON'TDON'T. ..EEEEEEEEEE!

And then it was over. Perhaps only twenty seconds of pain in all, but almost unbearable. Do you think it was too little? Do you think I am a coward? You know nothing. You would howl, too.

I opened my fearful eyes. He still had the baton in his hand.

"I'll..I'll do anything you want." My voice was hoarse from the screaming. No, I was not lying. I would indeed do anything, anything at all. Anything to distract him from the baton.

He nodded, saying nothing. His eyes strayed down from my tear-stained face to my chest. As soon as I understood what he wanted, I hurried to comply.

I sat up and removed my blouse swiftly. My eyes never left the baton.? Moments later I was naked above the waist. I have small breasts. I hoped they would please him. I feared he might seize one of them in his hand and press the baton to my nipple. If he did that, I thought my heart might stop. And the last thing I would hear in this world would be the sound of my scream, and the last I would smell would be my own burned flesh

Much to my relief, he holstered the baton. He moved behind me and brought his hands up to my breasts, cupping them gently, rubbing his palms against my nipples. It was a relief to know? he intended to rape me. He pushed me down on my back. My breasts are so small that in this position they almost disappeared.? All he could see were small mounds tipped with pink. I was afraid he would be disappointed and punish me more.

"I'll do anything.", I said again. I was trembling.

He brought his mouth to my right nipple and began to tease it with his lips, then his tongue. He took the whole nipple and aureole too into his mouth, sucking hard. I could feel the blood in my breast rush into the nipple, engorging it, distending it, hardening it. And then he did the same thing with the left while he played with the right, rolling the enlarged and slippery tip between his thumb and first finger. And I groaned and bucked upwards, mashing my breast against his face.

And now he was rising from his crouch, his burning eyes traveling down my body from my breasts to between my legs. And I made haste to sit up again and undo my pants. He took off my ankle cuffs and I raised up my butt so I could pull everything down to my poor hurt feet. And then he drew my last remaining clothes over and off.

Now for the second time in one day I was naked in front of a strange man. I tried to think what he wanted me to do next. If I could guess correctly maybe he would not hurt me.

NOW, MY DEAR CHILD, YOUR CLOTHES ARE OFF AND YOU HAVE BEEN SORELY ABUSED.

IT IS TIME TO COOPERATE. IF YOUR CAPTOR IS LOOKING WITH LUST AT YOUR BODY, THIS IS GOOD. WE KNOW OF MANY WOMEN WHO HAVE GIVEN THEMSELVES TO POLICEMEN IN JUST THIS SITUATION WHO HAVE AVOIDED THE CAMPS. LET HIM BELIEVE THAT YOUR DESIRE IS AS STRONG AS HIS. SURVIVE. SURVIVE!

I opened my legs as wide as they would go. I had never thought I would pose so obscenely for any man. I sat up and looked down to see what he was seeing.? My outer labia were partially parted, showing pink within. Fortunately I don't have much hair down there, so his view was clear.

Now he started to take off his clothes. I pretended to like what I saw, but inside I was scared.? I was afraid it would hurt when he pushed it in. He was naked and fully ready. I feared he would be too large for me. He? crouched at my feet, staring. He took each labium between? thumb and finger and parted them even wider.. He made me raise my legs. He stroked his tongue up and down my pinkness. He found my button, small as it is, and sucked it from its hiding place.

"I see you are a virgin."

"Yes. I am worried that you are so large, but I want you to be my first."

He got above me, resting on his elbows, and placed himself at my entrance.? It felt like a big thumb was pressing against me. And then something gave, and I felt a sharp pain, and suddenly he was inside me. And after only a second's delay he began to move? in smooth sure strokes, gradually picking up speed,

gasping in joy as he plunged deeper and deeper, feeling me move underneath him. I grasped his buttocks and drew him in even tighter, thrusting back, until he suddenly stopped, stiffened, convulsed , shot within me. It gave me pleasure, but I could not give way completely. Many virgins are disappointed their first time. I was no exception, but I tried to hide my true feelings from him.

Over and over I told him how wonderful it had been. But he saw through my lies. He ordered me to bring my hands down and rub myself. Once again I blushed. I had done this thing many times, but always in? great privacy, so none should know my secret joy.? But now I was compelled to do it in the open, with his eyes upon me.? But I did as he said, and in the end there was no pretense. For in fact he had left me? unsatisfied, and it was kind of him to insist on this release.

Now my feet hurt still, and I was untidy between my legs. Some of his cream was leaking out and was mixed with my own blood and juices. He withdrew from the case a small digital camera and took a closeup picture.

?I needed to go to the bathroom badly, but I could not walk. He carried me behind the bamboo screen and set me down. I blushed again when I learned that he wanted to watch. He opened my legs wide and pulled apart my labia. My stream spurted noisily into the water. He smiled at this. Then he took a great wad of paper and gently cleaned me of the pee which remained, and of the other juices, too.

He carried me back to the mattress and dressed my feet. I found I could get my shoes on and stand delicately upon the sterile pads.

He drove me home. He said if I ever accused him, I would be dead. He said if I ever went to any park again and was arrested, he could not save me from joining my two friends at the camp. I never saw him again.

I offer this testimony to join with that of thousands of others who have been abused for their beliefs. And in memoriam for the thousands who have gone to the camps who will never return.

NOTE: Chen Shua is now living in the United States. Her application for political asylum is pending.

??????????????????????????? ??? ??????????????? Testimony of Chen Shua, Female, 19

My two friends taught me how to be a practitioner. I saw no harm in it. After three weeks, I felt much better, and all my aches went away. Of course I was discreet, as what we were doing was banned.

Soon afterwards they sent me to the home of Madame _____. While I watched, she wrote out from memory an essay entitled "Advice To Those Of Our Young Chrysanthemums Who May Fall Into The Hands Of? The Police". She required me to memorize it over the next few hours, and then burned the copy she had just made. When I quote from it, I will use capital letters.

Weeks later I was alone in _____ Park when I was approached by a young policeman.

"I have been watching you. I believe you may be a member of the evil cult. Show me your identification papers."

I tried to give him just the papers from my handbag, but he tore it away.? Soon he had my diary in his hands. It recorded visits to certain places. Some were known to be the haunts of practitioners.

IF YOU ARE STOPPED BY A POLICEMAN, BE TOTALLY COOPERATIVE, BUT MAKE IT CLEAR THAT THERE HAS BEEN A MISUNDERSTANDING. NEVER ADMIT TO BEING A PRACTITIONER. IF YOU CONFESS, YOU WILL IMMEDIATELY BE ARRESTED, BEATEN, AND TRANSPORTED TO A FORCED WORK CAMP. YOU MAY NEVER BE HEARD FROM AGAIN.

"I am not a member of the evil cult. There has been a misunderstanding. I was only stretching the muscles of my back while looking at the white ducks upon the water."

"Be quiet. I must read some more. This is suspicious. Soon I will decide if I will arrest you."

IF YOU ARE ARRESTED, THE ARRESTING OFFICER WILL BE OBLIGED TO MAKE A STRONG CASE AGAINST YOU. ONCE IN POLICE CUSTODY, YOU WILL BE ABUSED.? USE EVERY MEANS POSSIBLE TO AVOID ARREST. REMEMBER TO BE TOLERANT, LIKE THE CHEESHUE TREE, WHICH BENDS TO THE WILL OF THE WIND, BUT DOES NOT BREAK.

"I can explain everything that you may be reading, but it may take time. Perhaps it would be better if we went to a more private place, where we could discuss this at our leisure. My apartment is not far from here."

The young policeman gave me a certain look. I nodded respectfully, then cast my eyes down.

When we reached my building I could see my neighbors looking at us. Perhaps I would have to move soon. Before we got out of the police car, I spoke.

"We must be quiet once inside. My neighbors will have their ears against? thin walls."

"Then I will tell you now, Chen Shua, that you will swallow it all."

I was so young I did not know what he meant. As soon as the door closed, his? hands became busy. Never had I allowed a man to touch me in my secret places. My hands came up of their own accord to stop his rudeness. Then he struck my cheek hard and I tasted blood. I dared not cry out. My hands fell away and I knew I must let him do whatever he wished. He took all my clothes off, piece by piece, looking and touching as he went. He smiled when I blushed.? No man had ever seen me naked. He cuffed my hands behind my back and made me kneel before him. He made me watch as he took off his clothes.? I had never seen such a thing before. It was 20 centimeters long and stood nearly straight up. The tip was already wet with clear fluid. He grasped my hair and pulled down on my chin. Finally I understood what he wanted.

He was not a clean man. I tasted stale urine and another thing, far worse, like spoiled bean sprouts. Then I was choking, breathing hard as he plunged in and out. I hoped he would finish soon. He was young and did not take long. I had no choice but to swallow.

He undid the cuffs and we got dressed in silence. I was glad it was over so soon, and that he had not tried to start a child within me. Then I got a big shock.

"You are under arrest for being a member of the evil cult. If you speak of what has transpired, I will deny it, and you will be beaten."

IF YOU ARE ARRESTED, YOU WILL BE FORCED TO STRIP NAKED IN THE POLICE STATION. THIS IS ROUTINE? FOR ALL PRISONERS, BUT YOU, BEING INNOCENT, ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW THIS. ALTHOUGH YOU CANNOT AVOID STRIPPING, YOU MUST PRETEND TO BE VERY UPSET WHEN THEY ASK.? IF YOU TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES AS SOON AS THEY WANT YOU TO, YOU ARE AS MUCH AS ADMITTING THAT YOU ARE GUILTY.

They put me alone in a very plain cell. There was nothing beside two chairs, a mattress upon the bare floor, and a large bamboo screen hiding the toilet. I was glad of that privacy.? On the screen was the well-known pattern? "Cherry Blossoms on the Mountain". There was nothing else to look at as the long hours passed. I supposed they were reading my diary. I wondered if there was anything else in my bag which might tend to convict me.

Finally a man in his thirties entered the room and sat down facing me. He had a heavy looking case in his right hand, which he put down. Across his left side was fastened an evil-looking black rubber baton. He wore a uniform, but it was not that of a policeman or guard.

"We have been looking at your diary. On April 17 you were at ______ Park. We believe that you left the park shortly before we arrested six women who were with you. They were all brought into cells much like this one. After certain things were done to them, they confessed. They were transported to re-education camps. We are sure you are equally guilty. We are going to examine your naked body for hidden devices. Take off your clothes immediately."

"I am not a member of the evil cult, and therefore I have no devices, and I will not take off my clothes."

I believe my bold answer pleased him, for it allowed him to proceed as cruelly he wished. I expected that he would seize me and begin to tear off my clothes. My intent was to put up a little resistance before succumbing.

Instead, he ordered me to lie down on the mattress. He removed my shoes and stockings. He drew? from the case two padded leather ankle restraints. Locked together, and fastened to ringbolts in the floor, they left my feet pressed tightly together and immobile. I didn't understand at all what was happening. My legs were now closed in such a way that I didn't see how he could undress me. Then I thought he might cut all my clothes off with a big pair if shears. Cut right up the leg of my pants, slide the cold steel under my panties, keep on clipping? right up my blouse. And so on the other side. Then just lift off the top pieces and pull the rest from underneath. Then I would have no clothes. I'd be transported to the camp naked. The transport guards would smirk and do naughty things to my bare body. Maybe all the prisoners in the camp were kept naked as they worked long hours under whips to make things for sale in America! I shivered at the thought.

But he didn't do that. What he did was far, far worse.

NOW I MUST TELL YOU SOME VERY SAD NEWS. WHEN YOU ARE IN THE POLICE STATION, YOU WILL PROBABLY BE TORTURED TO MAKE YOU CONFESS. AND YOU WILL CONFESS, EVERYBODY DOES. BUT YOU CANNOT CONFESS BEFORE YOU ARE TORTURED! IF YOU ONLY CONFESS UNDER TORTURE, THEY CANNOT BE SURE IF IT IS TRUE. YOU MUST BEAR UP, DEAR ONE, KNOWING WITH FORTITUDE THAT ALL THINGS PASS IN TIME.

He seized the toes of my left foot tightly and pulled out his baton. Then he swiftly stabbed the tip of it midway down my sole. The baton was electrified!

I howled. I screamed at the top of my lungs as he pressed the hot tip deep within my flesh. And then it was over, and I lay gasping for the breath I had just lost, sweat pouring off my face, my leg muscles cramping and uncramping uncontrollably. And then he quite calmly took my other foot in his hand and...

"Don't.....don't...dont..DON'T DONT DON'TDON'TDON'T. ..EEEEEEEEEE!

And then it was over. Perhaps only twenty seconds of pain in all, but almost unbearable. Do you think it was too little? Do you think I am a coward? You know nothing. You would howl, too.

I opened my fearful eyes. He still had the baton in his hand.

"I'll..I'll do anything you want." My voice was hoarse from the screaming. No, I was not lying. I would indeed do anything, anything at all. Anything to distract him from the baton.

He nodded, saying nothing. His eyes strayed down from my tear-stained face to my chest. As soon as I understood what he wanted, I hurried to comply.

I sat up and removed my blouse swiftly. My eyes never left the baton.? Moments later I was naked above the waist. I have small breasts. I hoped they would please him. I feared he might seize one of them in his hand and press the baton to my nipple. If he did that, I thought my heart might stop. And the last thing I would hear in this world would be the sound of my scream, and the last I would smell would be my own burned flesh

Much to my relief, he holstered the baton. He moved behind me and brought his hands up to my breasts, cupping them gently, rubbing his palms against my nipples. It was a relief to know? he intended to rape me. He pushed me down on my back. My breasts are so small that in this position they almost disappeared.? All he could see were small mounds tipped with pink. I was afraid he would be disappointed and punish me more.

"I'll do anything.", I said again. I was trembling.

He brought his mouth to my right nipple and began to tease it with his lips, then his tongue. He took the whole nipple and aureole too into his mouth, sucking hard. I could feel the blood in my breast rush into the nipple, engorging it, distending it, hardening it. And then he did the same thing with the left while he played with the right, rolling the enlarged and slippery tip between his thumb and first finger. And I groaned and bucked upwards, mashing my breast against his face.

And now he was rising from his crouch, his burning eyes traveling down my body from my breasts to between my legs. And I made haste to sit up again and undo my pants. He took off my ankle cuffs and I raised up my butt so I could pull everything down to my poor hurt feet. And then he drew my last remaining clothes over and off.

Now for the second time in one day I was naked in front of a strange man. I tried to think what he wanted me to do next. If I could guess correctly maybe he would not hurt me.

NOW, MY DEAR CHILD, YOUR CLOTHES ARE OFF AND YOU HAVE BEEN SORELY ABUSED.

IT IS TIME TO COOPERATE. IF YOUR CAPTOR IS LOOKING WITH LUST AT YOUR BODY, THIS IS GOOD. WE KNOW OF MANY WOMEN WHO HAVE GIVEN THEMSELVES TO POLICEMEN IN JUST THIS SITUATION WHO HAVE AVOIDED THE CAMPS. LET HIM BELIEVE THAT YOUR DESIRE IS AS STRONG AS HIS. SURVIVE. SURVIVE!

I opened my legs as wide as they would go. I had never thought I would pose so obscenely for any man. I sat up and looked down to see what he was seeing.? My outer labia were partially parted, showing pink within. Fortunately I don't have much hair down there, so his view was clear.

Now he started to take off his clothes. I pretended to like what I saw, but inside I was scared.? I was afraid it would hurt when he pushed it in. He was naked and fully ready. I feared he would be too large for me. He? crouched at my feet, staring. He took each labium between? thumb and finger and parted them even wider.. He made me raise my legs. He stroked his tongue up and down my pinkness. He found my button, small as it is, and sucked it from its hiding place.

"I see you are a virgin."

"Yes. I am worried that you are so large, but I want you to be my first."

He got above me, resting on his elbows, and placed himself at my entrance.? It felt like a big thumb was pressing against me. And then something gave, and I felt a sharp pain, and suddenly he was inside me. And after only a second's delay he began to move? in smooth sure strokes, gradually picking up speed,

gasping in joy as he plunged deeper and deeper, feeling me move underneath him. I grasped his buttocks and drew him in even tighter, thrusting back, until he suddenly stopped, stiffened, convulsed , shot within me. It gave me pleasure, but I could not give way completely. Many virgins are disappointed their first time. I was no exception, but I tried to hide my true feelings from him.

Over and over I told him how wonderful it had been. But he saw through my lies. He ordered me to bring my hands down and rub myself. Once again I blushed. I had done this thing many times, but always in? great privacy, so none should know my secret joy.? But now I was compelled to do it in the open, with his eyes upon me.? But I did as he said, and in the end there was no pretense. For in fact he had left me? unsatisfied, and it was kind of him to insist on this release.

Now my feet hurt still, and I was untidy between my legs. Some of his cream was leaking out and was mixed with my own blood and juices. He withdrew from the case a small digital camera and took a closeup picture.

?I needed to go to the bathroom badly, but I could not walk. He carried me behind the bamboo screen and set me down. I blushed again when I learned that he wanted to watch. He opened my legs wide and pulled apart my labia. My stream spurted noisily into the water. He smiled at this. Then he took a great wad of paper and gently cleaned me of the pee which remained, and of the other juices, too.

He carried me back to the mattress and dressed my feet. I found I could get my shoes on and stand delicately upon the sterile pads.

He drove me home. He said if I ever accused him, I would be dead. He said if I ever went to any park again and was arrested, he could not save me from joining my two friends at the camp. I never saw him again.

I offer this testimony to join with that of thousands of others who have been abused for their beliefs. And in memoriam for the thousands who have gone to the camps who will never return.

NOTE: Chen Shua is now living in the United States. Her application for political asylum is pending.

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I woke up about 8pm, when I heard him coming back home. I quickly washed myself, dressed and went to see him. There he was, with two lunch packets in hand, I guess. I blamed him, with a fake anger, after knowing what he had done. -imad, are they our dinner?- -yup- -did I not tell you not to spend too much on me?- -this is nothing…- He kept his bag and the food on the table. Squeezing my cheek, he said, -…no matter how much I spend on you, it is not too much. You always repay me in your...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 29

-hameeda, I will go buy some lunch. You…- -…no imad- I said, blocking his lips with my right index finger. I loved to do it and imad also seemed to be okay with that. -no? Why not?- -you spend too much on me already. I will cook today. Do you have the necessary stuff here?- -well…yes. Usually I got cooked myself!- -good, shall we cook together, then?- -yup!- We cooked our lunch. He said to me that he used to cook the dinner as well at the same time so we cooked the dinner too. I wondered why...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 28

He woke me up, with so many kisses all over my body. I kept patient till I could no longer stay down. -oh please…do not make me horny now. We gotta prepare and leave- He smiled at me, stood up and went to the bathroom. I looked at the time. It was 6am. Damn early, I thought. I also went to the bathroom, saying, -wait for me…!- We had our wash together, prepared ourselves, lip kissed each other in our right embrace and departed to university together on the way to the main road. Once we...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 27

We were completely prepared by 11pm. I wanted some fun with him but I was not sure if he was ready. I went to him, cuddled him from behind and asked, -hey imad, shall we have some more fun?- -sorry hameeda, I guess we need to sleep now. We have work from early morning tomorrow, right?- I did not really expect that answer. I knew we had work but I was too horny to keep myself down. I decided to take him somehow. -imad…please?- -hameeda, no!- That angered me. It did not seem like I can get him...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 26

One hour sleep could sound Impossible to ordinary people, but not to us as we have slept for less than that as well when we were studying as students. Usually, imad wakes me up just one hour after one sex session and I was perfectly okay with that by then. I felt him kissing all over my body, as I woke up. It was 7pm then. I had started to get horny by then. -oh…imad…- He kissed me up to my lips and we started French kissing each other, with my hands on his neck, as I was laying upwards and...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 25

He got up and helped me stand as well. We hugged and kissed each other, and went to have a wash together. Since we were sexually neutralized moments ago, we did not kiss or do much sexual stuff anyway. After that, we came outside and as usual, he put our dirty clothes to the washing machine and he gave me another suit to wear…another of his suits. -so, is Omar gonna come back home today?- -well…he said that it is a yes- -when?- Oops! I did not ask it! What if he is already home? -oh…lemme...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 24

We washed ourselves, dressed in denims and t-shirts and started studying. I received a call from Omar during that. -hello?- -hello hameeda, how are you? I am still at field work here. Hope you are alright- Of course I was alright. With imad around, I am always alright. -hmm…are you coming back today?- -well…looks like I can but it will be dark by the time I come back. I guess you can manage till then- -mh…you know how much I miss you…- Oh god! Please forgive me for lying to him. -…but we have...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 23

On Wednesday, I was supposed to finish my lectures at 12 noon. Maybe imad also finishes his work soon and we shall have some fun too…ee! So, on Wednesday, I was preparing to go to the university. I dressed up as Omar suddenly called for me and said, -hameeda, looks like I gotta get late today. I gotta go on a field trip and probably I will not be back today. So…hope this will be okay with you- Of course it was okay with me. This wad exactly why I was waiting for! But I responded, -hmm…what...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 22

He had later sent me a message. -that is the kitchen confidential position- I smiled at it. Then I remembered he forgot yo mention the position name. I got to do study for the next day lectures, thinking about imad. That evening, I missed called imad. I thought he would call me back if he was free by then. Yup, he called me back as I thought. Omar was asleep then and I decided to have some mobile fun with imad. -hey imad- -hey my darling, how are you? Why called me?- -just…how are you? Not...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 21

He woke me up at 2am. I woke up lazily. This was the 1st day in a long time I woke up this early. I was feeling him for an entire night and now, I was somewhat horny as well. But I did not say anything. We went to the bathroom, had a wash together and prepared ourselves. I wore one of my saris but this time, I wore the coat he bought me above myself to get covered so that we can have some more fun on the way to the university. I usually do not use perfume as it is against religion and also,...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 20

As we went downstairs, I was following him. He opened the door to the ground floor, but quickly closed it, and said, -Salih is here! Run!- We ran upstairs, quickly washed ourselves, and went back downstairs, dressed. His brother, Salih, was eating on the dining table. -hey brother! Come have dinner…what have you been doing upstairs?- -just talking with her. You know, we cannot expose to everyone she is here!- I felt so shy. Now I had to face his brother? In my religious community, this almost...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 19

I was woken up by the usual sensation on my nipples. When I opened my eyes, I saw him, as usual, eating my boobs. I face palmed. He was licking, sucking, biting, pulling, pinching, rounding my nipples and groping my boobs as well. -aaah…oh no, imad….you just cannot stop it…ahhh!- He looked up at me and just continued doing it. I looked at the time. It was 6pm then. Then I concentrated back to what he was doing. I held his head with my hands, as he was sucking my nipples gently. I was moaning,...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 18

Time is running out and so are my desires. I still wanna test more and more positions with imad, though I know what he knows could possibly not be unlimited. As someone said earlier, sex is nothing like mathematics. There are no unlimited variations, but possibly it is still not discreet either, or maybe unlimited but discreet, I do not know. Around 5pm, I saw him prostrating in front of a statue of their religious leader…just like we do! I was surprised to see this as I had never before seen a...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 17

When I woke up, it was almost 12 noon. He was not around. I washed my dirty cloth, put them outside to be dried, washed myself, got back dressed and started studying my stuff. He arrived later. I walked forward, as he said, -hi hameeda- And I kissed his lips, as he kissed me back. -where were you, imad?- -well, I just went to meet my brother, at his gym- -did you exercise too?- -well, no. I have a gym in my backyard. Why should I exercise there? So…shall we study now? After that, shall we...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 16

It was urgent for me to have sex with him as soon as possible. So I quickly finished my preparations. By 10am, I was ready for the next sex session with him. When I was going to call him, he was still looking at his book. I went behind him and cuddled him by his neck and as he turned towards me, I kissed his lips. -hey…my baby…did you prepare yourself well, for tomorrow?- This was another good thing about imad. He cared about not only my pleasure but also about my career. I looked at his...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 15

I woke up at 8am. He was not around. When I walked around the bathroom, i expected to hear him having a wash, but he was not there. I went downstairs with the dirty cloth i wore last time. There he was, cooking. -good morning hameeda, my sweetie…how are you? I am just cooking- I smiled at him, went behind him and embraced him from behind. He was feeling great against me and i was sure that i felt the same to him. He kept cooking. -what are your plans for today, imad?- I asked him as i kissed...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 14

I was woken up by some soft touch on my lips. I opened my eyes, to see him kissing my lips. When he saw that I opened eyes, he broke the kiss. I figured out that he had not undressed me. I smiled at him. He smiled back and said, -it is 6am now. What do you say? Shall we have some fun? How are your legs?- I sat on the bed, stretched and bent my legs and they felt perfectly okay, and stronger as well. I happily looked at his face. He was looking hopeful. -hameeda, shall we?- He was offering me...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 13

Lemme tell you guys something. I usually do not sleep for more than 4 hr but not less than that either. So, I decided I had to wake up by 1am on the Sunday. Though I was so tired after the extraordinary sex sessions with imad, I thought I should keep up my usual traditions, and also, pray to god whenever possible. So I woke up at 1am, got washed and dressed myself, prayed to god and asked for his forgiveness. I did not know whether it worked or not though, because I do not know after having...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 12

By about 8pm, I woke up. I looked at imad, who was still asleep. I got off of him and thought for a while. This day is about to end. A whole another day awaits in front of us. He does not mind spending for me, but he minds my pain anyway. I was so happy to have him. I smiled at him and palmed his cheek. I knew he did not see my smile and almost not feel my palm but I did it because I loved the time I had spent with him already. I then kissed his lips once and laid by him again. As you know, I...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 11

I do not know how long I cried. It was nothing he did. It was my own heart that punished me, I guess. I felt ashamed that I did not value myself as much as this man whom I do not know for more than two days values me. Well…later I was woken up, and when I woke up as usual, I saw him eating my boobs, in a combination of licking over my nipples, sucking them, softly biting them, moving head to either side while biting nipple, licking around the nipple, pulling up the nipple while sucking it,...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 10

Lemme tell you something. It had been technically less than a day here and for this time period, I have had sex for more than 10 times with him! My pussy has widened much and so has my ass, and my boob s have become much more sensitive and stronger, making it easier to keep longer in bed and I am now strong enough for harder sex as well. All thanks to god because he commanded and sent imad for me. I guess Omar better be prepared for some long sessions of sex with me. I was studying downstairs...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 9

When we were on the way home, I called him. -imad? -yeah? -how many sex positions do you actually know? -hmm…maybe about 50? -what!? I was astonished. He smiled. -eh…you know what? There are hell a lot more than that! Some do not even have names. You see a lot of them in porn movies I knew what are porn movies but I had never watched any. I considered them as too anti religious activities. -well…can you show me a porn film? -well…take my laptop, type… I did as he said, and watched the porn. I...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 8

…It was about 9am when i closed my books and looked for him. He was looking at the laptop. I thought he was watching porn or something. Because of his highly sexual behavior this was nothing impossible as well. I went behind him and looked at the screen. I was surprised to find that he was typing a lecture note to upload on an educational website. -imad… -ah…hey my horny beauty… -stop saying that! I no longer liked him to do that. I wanted him to call me in more lovely words. -sorry my...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 7

Though I started studying, I could not concentrate on it properly. Many things came into mind, including thoughts about the present, how I will be able to handle any side effect coming from this kinda behavior with him. What if everything get caught to omar? My pussy had already been widened because of what imad did and I thought the same about my ass. What if omar notices them? Oh god, save me please! I looked at imad. He was studying with his concentration totally to his book. Not even for a...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 6

…Then when he forced me into his car and departed while I was totally shocked and helpless. I was feeling like his personal prostitute, and i still do, though he never calls me so. Then when I went through a whole new level of a 1st night with him in a rented bedroom…what were the people who saw us as a couple, thinking about us? I was sure nobody form my religion were around, or I would have felt much ashamed. Imad seemed like he did not even start to care about it. Then the moment he tried to...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 5

…Well, though I gotta sleep again, there was something I did not know. He has not been sleeping all the time I was exploring him! How did I know. After I fell asleep, after about an hour, I felt some movements on my body. I knew it was him. I felt his palm on my shoulder, then my arm, then his fingers rubbing through mine, while he sometimes kissing my shoulder, neck and upper back. He was telling, while kissing, -hey you horny girl…I felt you licking me…I liked that, I really did…are you horny...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 4

…I felt something on my boobs after a while so I opened my eyes and say that it was him, eating my boobs again. It was sensational. I face palmed. -imad..oh! Can you not just leave me alone for a while?- I asked him jokingly. Only I know hoe much I loved the way it felt. -oh I know you love it honey. Come down with me if you want some food and drinks- He again started eating my boobs. After a while, I slowly pushed him away to go downstairs. He took me in his arms and took me downstairs. I...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 3

…While I was laying, so many thoughts came into my mind. Omar trusts me a lot, and he has allowed me to come this far all alone and revealed much, because of his trust on me. But now, what am I doing here? Still, I felt myself lucky because though imad seemed like a tough man, he really cared about my pain as well. That was so good of him. Thank god he was like that. I looked at him. He was sleeping like an innocent giant, I may say. His embrace was loosened by now so I could roll off and stand...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 2

…I was feeling somewhat different while I was putting the lecture but I managed to do it anyway. It was 6pm when the lecture was over and when I finished all other related duties and came outta the university, it was around 6.15. I was thinking, -Will he be around here again? Oh hell why? He is done with what he wanted. Why again…- I was outta the main gates by then and I could not finish my thought. I was surprised to see what I saw. There he was! He was at the entrance with a car, not a...

Testimony Of Hameeda 8211 Part 1

Hi, I decided to post this story in the perspective of the woman involved in this. I hope you guys can enjoy it better… …My name is hameeda bint ahlam. I was born, and grown, in the central province, or the hill country. I did my school education here and was selected for science faculty of the mist famous university of this province. After 4 years, I received my special degree. Now I am working as a demonstrator in this university and as a visiting lecturer in the university of the capital,...

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