𝐒𝐨𝐭𝐚

When you wake up, you find yourself gagged and tied to the bed. Listening to the noisy sounds outside the window, this is probably a room facing the street in a hotel. The ex-boyfriend's voice sounded above the head: "What are you looking at? I ask you, why did you break up with me? You clearly know... I will die if I leave you..." You stared at him and slowly turned your head away. The answer to the riddle is written on the riddle. Don't provoke him and think of a way to escape. Your ex-boyfriend seems to be laughing at you and puts a pillow under your head. Only then did you notice that the TV screen looked like real-time surveillance at a certain subway entrance, facing a row of shared bicycles. He must have hacked someone else's device again. The sound of "Unlocking successfully" came from outside the window. The next moment, the passerby in the picture got on a shared bicycle and left. It seems that the surveillance video was taken downstairs. Your ex-boyfriend narrowed his eyes and came closer to you: "Tsk, why - I know you are thinking about this question. Don't ask me, your body will know the answer." Passers-by looked in a hurry, and shared bicycles were ridden one after another. When the first vehicle failure error message sounded, your whole body suddenly tensed up. There was a sudden vibration deep in the vagina - and an electric shock to the clitoris. This madman bound the QR code of the shared bicycle to the toy and stuffed it into your vagina. After a brief period of confusion, you collapsed. You struggled desperately and wanted to negotiate with him, but he showed a big smile - a smile as bright as the day he chased you. Then, in front of you, I put on noise-canceling headphones and retreated into your blind spot. You can't see his expression or hear his voice. Your struggle only lasted until the next "vehicle malfunction, unlocking failure——", you watched the person in the surveillance camera raise his phone to the QR code, and the next second, a suffocating spasm came from inside and outside your vagina at the same time. You tried using your feet to hook the wire sticking out from under your skirt, and you also tried pushing your hips to get rid of the toy inserted into the heart of the flower, but you failed. What's even more terrible is that as the bicycles are being ridden one by one, you are scanned and used more and more frequently. You can't do anything while being electrocuted into the clitoris, and even thinking will be interrupted. You've played this game with him, and he says he loves how you roll your eyes at this point. Damn it, you should be thinking about how to escape, instead of thinking about the memories of falling in love with this madman in your increasingly shorter waking hours. But it’s impossible to think anymore, right? His vision was distracted, and his eyes were just passively receiving information. There is a silver thread hanging under the ball of the mouth, and the base of the tongue is still secreting saliva. Beneath her body... even her skirt and sheets... were all soaked. There are only two shared bicycles left at the subway entrance. You stare at every person in the surveillance camera who is hurriedly holding up a mobile phone. Will it be you? Or was the trial postponed again? After being shocked too many times, even if someone is just standing near that shared bicycle, your hole and anus will start to twitch. "Finally, you are the only one left." Your ex-boyfriend whispers into your ear: "A shared bike that everyone wants to try." That's not it, that's not it! He clearly knows how much you loved him and how dedicated you were to love... Another electric shock, another orgasm. The only exit from the subway station is you. People keep coming out, and people keep scanning the QR code at you. Even if they are not completely continuous, they are only separated by three to five minutes at most. In five minutes, you haven't finished the last wave of semen. Everyone is an accomplice. They have no idea that just by raising their hand to scan the code, your clitoris will receive an electric shock even though they are separated by a wall. You shook your head and cried, but before you cried a few times, it turned into twitching moans that changed the tone. ... ...In a daze, you even feel that you have been imprisoned by him for a week. But when he looked up at the surveillance camera, he saw that it had just arrived at noon. I can't count how many times I've ejaculated, and my body is completely soaked. Her nipples were exaggeratedly bulging, her clitoris was swollen and painful, and the areas where her hands and ankles were bound began to feel sore and numb. When you don't climax, you start shaking uncontrollably. Looking at the surveillance screen in despair, you could no longer cry. Another person walked straight to the shared bicycle. The sun was very poisonous, so he squinted and took out his mobile phone. Your hole has begun to twitch and leak out white juice - your body has remembered that feeling, the feeling of being shocked and being treated like a shared bicycle. You are that shared bike that everyone wants to try to get on. "Unlocking successfully -" The man threw the mineral water into the basket. He bent down and exerted his strength, and easily rode away the shared bicycle... that had carried you countless orgasms. The subway entrance is empty, and there is not even a shared bicycle left. Your brain doesn't understand what's going on yet. Your ex-boyfriend has cut the rope binding your left hand. "I put the scissors here." "Don't look at me like this." "I know, no matter what I do, I can't keep you." "The bicycle that is not broken will always be on the road." "Goodbye. I am the broken shared bicycle."