Boss Crunch gloated over the helpless girl. "You’ve given me more trouble than you’re worth you Chinese whore. But now I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget, and have a little fun at the same time."

The Jade Dragon squirmed in her bound position on the warehouse floor. She was absolutely terrified, but did not show it. She knew that men like Crunch thrived on the fears of others. She wondered about Crunch’s idea of "fun," but did not care to think in much detail about what he might do. Crunch gave her very little time to contemplate her fate. He set to work on her right away.

"Pick her up and carry her to the table," he ordered.

Lin found herself lifted from the floor by several men and carried across to a large wooden table in one corner of the room. "Now hold her legs and retie them so that she is accessible," Crunch ordered.

While four men held her in place, Lin’s ankles were unbound. Then ropes were attached to each ankle and retied to the cross brace at the bottom of the table. The action spread her legs and left her curvaceous derriere hanging over the end of the table. "Now her arms," instructed Crunch.

Still being held by two men, a third untied Lin’s wrists and removed the rope that pinned her arms. He immediately lashed a loop of rope to her right wrist and pulled her arm out so that it was tied tightly to the table leg near her head. He repeated this action with her left arm, leaving her arms in a Y-shape on the table top.

Lin felt incredibly vulnerable. She could only imagine what Boss Crunch might do to her in this helpless condition. She tested her bonds, but there was absolutely no give.

"Now," said Crunch, "let’s see what the Chink looks like."

Crunch reached out and caught hold of the Jade Dragon’s cowl. Lin turned her head, trying to avoid exposure, but the action was of no avail. With a quick tug Crunch pulled off the cowl. Her jet-black hair, which she had tucked under the cowl spilled out across the table. Crunch caught his breath. Even he was amazed at the beauty that was revealed. But he kept his full sentiments to himself. "Very pretty," he commented. "Does anyone know her?"

The men around the table shook their heads. "Never seen her before boss," growled Brick.

"Well then," responded Crunch, "let’s see what the rest of her looks like."

Crunch took a large clasp knife from his pocket. He first pulled off Lin’s glove and then inserted the blade into the sleeve of her left arm. "Hmm, expensive material," he said, commenting on the silk of Lin’s costume.

Lin shuddered, and tried to pull her arm away, but the ropes held her without give. Holding the shining silk with one hand, Crunch sliced up her sleeve with the razor-edged blade, slitting her costume all the way to her elegant neck. Next he moved to the other side of the table and repeated his action on her right arm. Then, grabbing the top of her costume, he placed the tip of his knife under the material covering her heaving bosom.

Deliberately, Crunch cut down the length of the fabric. As he did so, Lin’s impressive breasts burst forth like ripe melons. So firm was the soft, yielding flesh, that they hardly sagged as their support was removed. Lin trembled slightly as her breasts were exposed to the gaze of a man for the first time. "My God, look at that!" exclaimed one of the men standing around the table. Murmurs of appreciation came from many of the others as they gazed at Lin’s wondrous bosom. Each breast was a perfect hemisphere, crowned with a beautiful brown areola, topped by a tender nipple of the same color.

Crunch licked his lips. This was a prize indeed! Capturing this gorgeous beauty now seemed worth all of the effort. He could not resist the temptation to take one of her delicate nipples between his right thumb and forefinger. Slowly, he rolled the tender flesh under his fingers. Lin squirmed under his touch, but there was nothing she could do to prevent this violation of her body. Crunch covered Lin’s other breast with his left hand. Cupping both of her amazingly firm breasts, he slowly massaged the soft, yielding flesh. A squeak of protest escaped from Lin’s lips.

"I’ll have you more than squeaking, Honey," leered Crunch.

Steadily he increased the pressure, enjoying the distress he was causing the helpless female. Lin felt like her breasts were being crushed in a vise. Gasping, she writhed under the unrelenting pressure. Crunch kept up the torture of Lin’s breasts for several minutes. He wanted to see how much pain she could endure. He was gratified to notice that despite her obvious discomfort Lin gave little indication of the torment she was feeling. "Breaking this bitch should be a lot of fun," thought Crunch.

Reluctantly, Crunch removed his hand from her breast. He would have as much time as he wanted to play with her later. Now, there was just one thing left to determine.

"Untie her ankles," Crunch ordered. For some reason his throat was a little dry.

Two of the watching men grabbed her legs, while a third loosened the ropes that held her ankles. Crunch took over. He first removed her boots and then slipped his hands into the waistband of her tights. Without haste, he pulled the formfitting garment down her hips over her abdomen, and down her long tapering legs. Underneath, Lin was clad only in a pair of very brief silk panties. Her pubic area, crowned by its dark thatch of hair was clearly visible through the thin substance.

Almost reverently, Crunch took the silk in his hands and pulled it down her legs. The sound of Lin’s heavy breathing was clearly audible, her spectacular breasts quivering slightly with every inhalation. Not in her worst nightmares had she imagined that she would be tied up, spread-eagled on a tabletop, and stripped naked in front of a gallery of leering hoodlums.

Crunch cupped her pubic mound. Slowly, he moved his finger against her labia, parting the sweet petals of her vagina like the opening of a flower. He felt Lin tense under his touch, as he inserted his index finger into her vaginal canal. He pushed it in up to the first knuckle. It was as he expected; her hymen was still intact. This goddess had never known a man.

Crunch removed his finger and bent close to Lin’s face, peering into her emerald eyes. "My God," he thought, "what a fucking beauty!" He had never seen such a face!

His large hand engulfed her right breast. Squeezing it gently, he spoke softly to the powerless crimefighter. "Do you speak English?"

Lin did not reply, but inclined her head slightly. Her heart felt like it was in her mouth. She was too terrified to speak.

"What is your name?"

Lin did not answer. She had no intention of giving her real name in any case. They might have revealed her face, but she was not going to reveal her connection with Zhou Jin.

Crunch tightened his grip on her breast, compressing the tender flesh. Lin winced a little, but made no sound.

"I said your name, bitch!" said Crunch, his voice rising sharply. "Tell me now!"

"Jade Dragon," Lin gasped. "Jade Dragon."

"Fuck," Crunch swore. "Jade Dragon my ass! Alright have it your way."

Crunch released her bruised breast. Moving to the end of the table, he loosened the ropes that held her ankles. Immediately, Lin attempted to bring her legs together, but Crunch had anticipated her action. He grabbed her ankles and spread her legs, forcing himself between them. Lin struggled to escape from his grasp, but the powerfully built 230-pound man was too strong. He shoved himself between her thighs, and seized her hips so that she could not escape him.

"I’m going to fuck you until you tell me what I want to know," said Crunch, unbuttoning his pants.

"Oh no!" Lin protested. She wrapped her powerful legs around his waist, trying to force him away from her genital area.

Crunch grinned. The grip of Lin’s legs excited him immensely. As he undid his belt, his pants dropped to the floor, revealing the powerful bulge of an immense erection that distorted his undershorts. Lin gave a whimper of protest, as Crunch pulled his massive erection free.

In spite of her terror, Lin found her voice at last. "Please," she begged, "don’t do this."

"You gonna tell me your name, bitch?" Crunch replied.

"Please," Lin pleaded, "I can’t so that."

"Then, said Crunch, "it’s time for a little workout."

Leaning forward, Crunch shifted his weight so that the glans of his penis came into full contact with the labia of Lin’s vagina.

"Oh, please no!" Lin pleaded. She was almost sobbing in fear, her entire body shaking as Crunch’s massive sex organ pushed against her.

In reply, Crunch grinned cruelly. Wiggling his backside, he slipped the tip of his phallus between her labia, and then began to push into her. Lin collected herself. She now faced her greatest test. Could she stand up to the violation of her virgin body? She gathered her physical and mental resources and waited for the assault.

Crunch began to slip his penis in and out of the lips of her vagina, attempting to lubricate them with the seminal fluid leaking from the tip of his huge sex organ. The technique succeeded. Bit by bit he worked his way into her tight vagina. In no hurry to get the job over with, he was content to gain a millimeter with each thrust of his swollen organ. As he gradually penetrated her the pleasurable sensation provided by her hot love canal excited him even further. His already swollen organ expanded even more, until it reached heroic proportions. Lin’s vagina was stretched wide as the massive sex rod probed her most sacred place.

Lin could not believe what was happening to her. She felt the painful sensation of her vagina being slowly forced to expand under the attack of Crunch’s invading phallus. He was now almost two inches into her and coming up against her firm hymen. Desperately, she squeezed her thighs against his waist, trying to hold him back. She strained to prevent the complete loss of her virginity with every fiber of her being, but inexorably, Crunch drove deeper and deeper into her. Her hymen was now stretched almost to the breaking point.

"Ugh! Lin’s agonized grunt signified the loss of her virginity. With a sob, she felt Crunch slide even more deeply within her. She was now experiencing the most intense pain. Crunch had penetrated her to less than a quarter of the length of his impressive sex organ. He now began to pump into her with a smooth rhythmic motion. Each thrust widened her tight vagina even more until her reached her cervix. But the penetration did not stop there. Crunch intended to sheath all of his immense phallus in her tight cunt and all Lin could do was try to endure as he ravished her.

Lin gathered her remaining strength and fought back against the cruel desecration of her vagina. Her body bucked as she strained to expel him from a vagina that now gripped his giant phallus like a vise. Crunch groaned with pleasure as Lin’s futile actions resulted in even greater stimulation of his sex organ. Instead of easing the situation, her struggles had made it worse. He was now inside her to a depth of six inches, and sinking deeper with every stroke of his penis and every lunge of Lin’s body. Try as she might, she could not dislodge him.

The tabletop was now wet with the sweat from Lin’s dripping body. Almost exhausted from the horrible ordeal, Lin’s breath came in huge gasps punctuated by grunts of pain as Crunch worked his way deeper.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Each powerful thrust brought forth a corresponding grunt. Lin was experiencing terrible pain and humiliation. It was one thing to be defeated and made prisoner, but quite another to be raped and degraded in front of an audience of leering thugs.

Lin’s degradation had excited Crunch to the point of orgasm. He had never experienced a woman so wonderfully tight. Using all of his will power, he held back his ejaculation, attempting to prolong the occasion for as long as possible. But he was now within her as deep as he could go. Gazing into Lin’s agonized face, he experienced such pleasure that he could no longer hold back. With a shout of undisguised carnality he reached orgasm and blew his load into her womb. Spent, he staggered back from Lin’s heaving body and collapsed into a wooden chair.

"Your turn. Brick," he gasped. "See if you can break her."

Brick need no second urging. During Lin’s rape he had become extremely aroused. Unbuttoning his fly, his massive phallus fairly burst from his pants. It was a sight that elicited comments of astonishment and admiration from the assembled audience of thugs and filled Lin with a terror greater than anything she had known.

Her virginity had been painfully taken by Crunch. But Crunch’s organ was diminutive compared to Brick’s. The huge organ was as thick as her wrist and almost the length of her forearm. "No!" she moaned. "You can’t. Please no!"

From his chair in the corner Crunch replied. "All you have to do is tell us your name, sweetness. It’s up to you."

"I can’t," Lin sobbed. "I can’t." Beaten as she was, Lin knew that she could not give Crunch and his mob any clues that might lead him to Master Zhou. She knew that the old man would be almost defenseless against their brutality.

"Have it you way," said Crunch. "Go to it Brick."

Brick shifted his three hundred-pound hulk between Lin’s slender thighs. Slowly, he directed his massive phallus towards Lin’s dripping vagina. Almost sobbing with fear, Lin tried to squirm away from the menacing organ, but Brick placed his hands under her perfect backside, steadying her for his initial thrust.

Lin prepared for the terrible pain she knew was coming, but nothing could make her ready for the power of Brick’s phallus. As he thrust into her she felt as if she was going to be torn apart. Incredibly, her narrow vagina expanded to accept the huge organ

As Brick began to punish her, the other henchmen on either side of the table began to play with her naked body, squeezing her ripe breasts and pinching and fondling other parts of her body.

Lin hardly noticed these minor distractions; she was in too much pain and torment from the agony of Brick’s assault. The massive thug had now pushed into her to a depth of four inches. Penetration that far had been relatively easy, thanks to the lubrication from Crunch’s ejaculation, but now the tightness of Lin’s vagina slowed his entry. He began to slowly and rhythmically thrust in and out of her, gradually penetrating to the inner reaches of her vagina.

"UGH! UGH! UGH!" Lin’s grunts became louder and higher pitched as Brick’s continued violation of her vagina pushed him deeper and deeper into her. She was on the verge of breaking, but held out. She could not betray Master Zhou.

Crunch watched, amazed. How much longer could this young girl hold out against the brutal assault on her virtue? She had already survived a brutal rape that would have reduced the average woman to a shrieking wreck.

AAAAHHHHH! Lin could hold back her cry of agony no longer. Brick was now into her to a depth of six inches and pushing far past her cervix. Blood and semen leaked from her ravaged vagina spreading out in thick rivulets across the tabletop.

Brick’s breath came in hoarse gasps and he exerted all of his energy in his attempt to thrust fully into the defenseless heroine. Centimeter by centimeter his massive sex organ buried itself between Lin’s splayed legs. Finally, he reached orgasm ejaculating copious amounts of sperm into her ravaged interior, and the pain and horror of Brick’s assault ended.

Hardly able to stand, Brick swayed back from the weeping woman he had just raped. But Lin was not yet completely subjugated. She still refused to divulge her name.

"God damn it!" Crunch swore in frustration. "Alright, the rest of you take her. Maybe you’ll change her tune."

Crunch’s men did not have to be asked twice. Most of them were eager to take revenge on the defenseless young girl for the way that she had bested them in open combat. One after the other they lined up for their turn.

Lin hardly noticed the next series of rapes. Her brutally ravaged vagina had been stretched so badly that she was almost oblivious to any new assault. In addition, she was so thoroughly exhausted that for much of the subsequent ordeal she was barely conscious, occasionally fainting and drifting in and out of consciousness even as she was raped again and again. The ordeal lasted another three hours. When it was finally finished, the semiconscious heroine was dragged from the table and locked in a small windowless room.