The Price of Exposing Your Wife (9-10)

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Chapter 9 Evil Scheme
Looking at their expressions, I guessed even more clearly that they had already planned how to blackmail me. So I coldly retorted, "What guarantees do you want from me?" The second-in-command, who had been watching me closely, said with a forced smile, "It's simple. All we need is for you to do us a favor or make a couple of phone calls. However, it's still too early; all the agencies and organizations are still asleep, so we'll do these things later..." I thought to myself, "Sure enough, these people don't want to release me. I absolutely can't go with them anymore, absolutely not!" So I continued coldly, "I'm willing to give you a large sum of money to end things today. How about this?" "I'm bringing my wife home. You all come to my house around noon, then I'll go out and take care of some things, including transferring money to you..." The second-in-command shook his head with a smile, refusing, and winked at the person next to him. I suddenly felt alarmed, as if if I didn't comply with their demands, they might do something to me or my wife... At this moment, the second-in-command leaned closer to me, staring at me and saying, "Brother, I know what you're thinking! I propose two choices: one, you and your wife come with us; two, you go back, and your wife comes with us as a hostage, to prevent you from calling the police or retaliating against us. We really don't want to hurt you or cause you trouble, so stop haggling." After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and ordered the people on the stage to take my wife to the van. I immediately shouted at them, "Wait! There's 180 in cash in my safe!" "We'll bring you the tens of thousands and gold bars from my house..." The second-in-command stopped, turned to me, and smiled, saying, "Come back with us first, we'll have plenty of time to come to your house to get them later..." At this moment, a tall, strong man on the stage picked up his naked wife and was about to walk towards the van. When I saw this, I thought about my wife being taken away again, and I immediately wanted to find a way to stop it. My instinct was to at least get them to agree to let my wife stay with me! So I shouted loudly, "Okay, okay! I'll go with you... But my wife has to stay with me! I want to hold her and ride in the same vehicle!" The second-in-command turned to me with annoyance, his expression turning to a smile, and said, "Sigh... Alright, I agree, okay?" After saying that, he ordered the men surrounding me to go and be with my wife, and then winked at me again... I just wanted to get my wife to my side as quickly as possible, and I didn't care what the second-in-command was saying. But I had only taken a step or two when the second-in-command suddenly picked up his phone and shouted, "Wait! There's a problem!" As a result, the men around me surrounded me again. I saw the man on the stage already carrying his naked wife and getting into the van. At this moment, the second-in-command, I don't know what he heard on the phone, suddenly shouted at me, "The police are here again! Why did you call the police again?!" Hearing that the police were here again? I was immediately excited, but also puzzled. I hadn't called the police again... Suddenly, the men surrounding me started yelling at me angrily, saying things like how dare I call the police, and began punching and kicking me. The scene was out of control... I endured the pain and the beatings, not fighting back, but using the time to push forward because I wanted to quickly create a path to the van and rescue my wife. If I could squeeze out in time and run as fast as I could, I could intercept the van and block it! Since the police had arrived, I had to risk my life to delay the van's departure. The scene was chaotic, and then, for some reason, I suddenly collapsed. My body couldn't withstand the beating, and I fell to the ground, sitting there helplessly as the van sped away. I failed... Only then did I notice that the second-in-command was next to me, angrily shouting orders, forbidding those men from continuing to beat me, and yelling, "Everyone, leave quickly! The police are here! Everyone, leave quickly!" The second-in-command helped me up and said to me with distress, "Why did you call the police again?" See! I told you it would get out of control, didn't I? Ignoring my injuries and pain, I yelled at the second-in-command, ordering them to bring my wife back immediately! Otherwise, when the police arrive, I'll chase them to the ends of the earth! I continued to roar at the second-in-command, "If you order them back now, I'll only tell the police they kidnapped my wife, not you!" The second-in-command coldly said, "Then go wait for the police. The result will be that your wife is taken hostage and killed, and she won't come back!" He continued, "You can still come with me to chase them. It's up to you!" After saying that, the second-in-command ran forward and jumped into a car. For a moment, I didn't know whether to follow or not. I kept looking back, wondering how long it would take for the police to arrive. The police arrived? The people on and off the stage all got into cars and motorcycles and left quickly. I reflexively ran a few steps in the direction the van had left, then stopped and anxiously looked back, hoping the police would arrive quickly. What was going on? Were the police tortoises? Everyone had run away and they still hadn't arrived? "The police are here? Where did they go?" Just then, two cars sped towards me and stopped in front of me. The second-in-command opened the back door of one of them and said helplessly, "Get in quickly, let's catch your wife first!" I was panting heavily and didn't reply. I hesitated, glancing back at the police and then at the second-in-command in the car. Seeing my hesitation, the second-in-command asked for my business card and contact information. He said he was going to escape first and would contact me later. Hearing this, I decided to go with them first, otherwise... by the time the police arrived, my wife would be long gone. I tried to squeeze into a seat in the waiting area, but a man in the back seat made way for me, and then he got in too. So I sat down in the back seat between the second-in-command and the other man, and the car sped away... As soon as the man on my right sat back down, he immediately pulled out a gun and pressed it against the back of my head. The second-in-command said helplessly, "Why did I call the police?" I told them I didn't call the police again! Because I didn't have a cell phone at all, and I urged them to hurry up and catch up with the van. The second-in-command continued helplessly, saying that I was the one who caused the situation to get out of control because many of the people present had criminal records, and some were fugitive shooting suspects. Everyone was afraid of running into the police... He then told me that he didn't trust me anymore, so he would temporarily point a gun at me just in case. I quickly added, "You can point a knife or a gun at me, I won't resist! Now we just need to hurry up and catch up with that car to get my wife back!" I continued, "Use your cell phone to tell that van to stop so we can catch up with them!" At this point, the second-in-command widened his eyes and said to me, "Brother, the people in that car that just took your wife and ran away were all from another gang, some of them are even shooting suspects who have killed people. I'm worried that they'll kill your wife in the end, and then I'll become an accomplice! I told you calling the police would cause things to get out of control, but you didn't believe me!!" Hearing this, my mind went completely blank. I glared at the second-in-command and shouted, "What did you say?! They'll kill my wife?!" The second-in-command frowned and comforted me, saying, "Don't get agitated. Calm down and let me call them on my cell phone to see where they are, okay?" Then I saw him make several calls, but he couldn't reach the people in the van. The others who answered said they weren't familiar with those from the other gang and didn't know where they were or could't contact them. By this time, the car was already driving into the mountains, winding along mountain roads. The second-in-command stopped dialing, lit a cigarette, and said to me, "Don't worry, we'll find them!" He exhaled a puff of smoke and then said, "Listen to me quietly. It's like this… two of those from the other gang are murder suspects on the run. We don't know where they've gone, but I just need to ask their gang leader or…" "Two protectors will do," I said urgently. "Then contact them!" The second-in-command shook his head and said, "I just tried contacting them, but no one answered... Because, brother, it's too early now! They'll answer when they wake up!" I sighed deeply and impatiently told the second-in-command to let me out of the car! I'll go down the mountain myself to find my wife! The second-in-command looked troubled and said to me, "Brother, you just don't trust me, that's right... Sigh... That's right, you should know what happened in the middle of the night... Okay, to be honest, I'm worried too. I'll tell you what I'm worried about later. I'm calling..." "Don't point a gun at me. Tell them all to get out. Only you and I are left in the car..." The second-in-command leaned closer and cautiously said, "I'm small and thin, I can't beat you... Please don't take this opportunity to kill me. I'm doing this to show my sincerity. I have something to discuss with you... something I'm very afraid of..." At this moment, both cars stopped, surrounded by desolate mountain roads. I saw the second-in-command giving orders, and indeed, only he and I were left in the back seat. The second-in-command said to me, "Brother... I apologize for what happened in the middle of the night. I even told you to beat me up later if you wanted, but right now it's very complicated..." "Ugh, even if you're just asking for help, please cooperate... We have to cooperate!" The second-in-command continued, "I told you, two of the men who took your wife are fugitives who were involved in a shooting. They're likely to kill people... What I'm worried about is that they might finish with your wife and then kill her, making me an accomplice. I'll have a criminal record too! I'll have to be on the run again! I don't want to!" Hearing this, I interrupted him directly, saying, "Okay! Come down the mountain with me, call the police, and work with the people who are looking for me to rescue my wife. As long as you're really willing to do your best, I won't hold you accountable afterwards, only the others. And I'll give you some money too, how about it?" I said this tentatively, half-believing.Let's see how the second-in-command responds. He immediately nodded vigorously in agreement and continued, "Okay! Okay! Let's wait a bit and see if there's any news from their gang. If there's no news in ten or twenty minutes at most, we'll go down the mountain and use your methods to find your people and call the police... You... sigh... are you going to get me into trouble?" Hearing this, I thought I should first coax the second-in-command into agreeing to let me go down the mountain to seek help, so I said, "I'd get you into trouble? Impossible! What good would it do you if I went down the mountain to call the police or have someone arrest and kill you? I need your help to find my wife!" At this point, the second-in-command seemed very grateful and kept thanking me... I didn't quite believe it would be that easy, but I was just playing it by ear now. What's even more ridiculous is that the second-in-command actually said he was tired and wanted to sleep for a bit, and he actually closed his eyes and rested peacefully next to me...? I calmed down and thought about what to do after we got down the mountain… About 20 minutes later, the second-in-command's phone rang. He didn't hesitate to let me hear what he was saying, since he was right next to me. Basically, he knew where my wife was and they were going to meet her. After hanging up, he exclaimed excitedly, "Great! We found your wife!" He continued, "Brother, could you make a couple of calls for me… call your company and your wife's company to ask for leave, saying you're traveling in central China and can't get back…" I immediately exclaimed in confusion, "Huh?!" The second-in-command looked terrified and said, "Think about it, you and your wife probably weren't going to work today. They've been looking for you, and they found you were missing. Then they called the police, and now they have news of your wife. But if they call the police, it'll be terrible!" He added, his expression even more terrified, "Because if the police come to investigate, those with murder convictions… in a panic, they might kill your wife. Then all our efforts will be wasted… Neither you nor I want your wife to not come back, right?" "Please... I told you what I was afraid of was something going wrong, and now I'm on the run again..." Hearing this, I agreed to his request because I thought... there really was such a possibility that my wife would never come back. So the second-in-command kept smiling and apologizing as he took out my phone and asked me to dial, trying to apologize and explain something. I shook my head to indicate that I had already guessed it because I had already guessed that he had arranged for someone in the audience to steal my phone. So I turned on the phone and, while dialing, told the second-in-command that my wife and I worked at the same company. I was the department head, and she was my clerk, so one call would be enough. At this point, the second-in-command looked scared again and asked me if I was really calling someone from the company. I immediately took out my business cards from my wallet, showed him my card and my boss's card, and indicated that I was calling my boss's cell phone. I dialed, waking him up, and told him that my wife and I needed to take the day off because we had to go on a last-minute trip to central Taiwan and wouldn't be back in time. My boss, who was being woken up, was angry on the other end of the phone, grumbling that he could have slept an extra hour. I wasn't paying attention to him because I was secretly focused on doing something else. I'd already used this phone for 5... Years have passed, and I've become so familiar with the phone that I can operate any function without looking at the screen. I held the phone close to my cheek while talking, secretly manipulating the buttons between my cheek and the phone. I had already secretly switched the phone to call forwarding mode! And choosing the destination was even easier; I didn't need to look at the screen, I could directly select the last number I dialed—the one I called the police that night! I continued talking into the phone, "Boss, please let me take the day off. As for those export trade accounts I need to work on these next couple of days…" At this point, I secretly pressed the hang-up button, pretending to keep saying "hello, hello," and then muttered to myself, "How did it get disconnected…?" The second-in-command then… Hou immediately continued, "Anyway, you've already asked your wife for leave, so don't worry about those accounts for now. Let's hurry down the mountain to find your wife..." I knew in my heart that my boss was very concerned about whether I had actually received payment for each export transaction, otherwise he would lose a lot of money. I knew my boss would immediately call my cell phone to question me again, and then it would be transferred to the police station. I hoped that my boss, with whom I had a very good working relationship for many years, could also play a role in this situation... Yes, I hoped that my boss could realize that something was wrong with me, and could help me call the police or even find someone to help. I also knew that, as the second-in-command said, it might backfire in the end, and those people would kill my wife. Yes, I have a gut feeling that the more polite the second-in-command is, the more it indicates he has premeditated something, and the more I should do the opposite of what he says! In short, play it by ear…! At this moment, the second-in-command ordered everyone outside to get into the car. As we were leaving, I noticed that the person sitting to my right was carrying a black cloth bag. The car started driving downhill. Then the second-in-command said to me, “You know we’ll be meeting another gang soon. They’re all repeat offenders, and we can’t let you see their faces, so…” He then pointed to the black cloth bag the person next to him was carrying and said, “So… I’m really sorry, but please put on the hood for now… because we’ve arranged to meet halfway up the mountain, we’re almost there…” Hearing this… I couldn't figure out what kind of conspiracy this was, so I hesitated and didn't agree to the second-in-command's request. The second-in-command then pointed to the black hood and said, "Actually… you can vaguely see through this hood… Look at this material, we're just making a show for those people, otherwise they'd be quite neurotic… very annoying…" Hearing this, I agreed to the second-in-command's request, thinking there was no point in arguing about it, so I let them put the black hood over my head… I noticed that the hood material was really thin, and you could vaguely see through it, so I didn't say anything more. But I felt disgusted by the hood, because it seemed a little damp and sticky, especially around my nose. I said, "Can you change it? This is disgusting, why is it damp and sticky…?" I heard the second-in-command apologize again, saying, "Just bear with it…" I didn't say anything more, using this time to think things through, considering the possible situations on the way down the mountain… As I was thinking, I seemed to hear the second-in-command saying something again, along with the sound of a car, all mixed together, the sounds fading into the distance… So sleepy…I immediately selected the last call I made—the one to call the police that night! I continued talking into the phone, "Boss, please let me take the day off. As for those export trade accounts I need to work on these next couple of days..." At this point, I secretly pressed the hang-up button, pretending to keep saying "hello, hello, hello," and then muttered to myself, "Why did it disconnect?"... The second-in-command immediately chimed in, "Anyway, you've already asked your wife for leave. Don't worry about those accounts for now. Let's hurry down the mountain to find your wife..." I knew in my heart that my boss was very concerned about whether I had actually received payment for each export transaction. Otherwise, he'd lose a lot of money. I know my boss will immediately call my cell phone and press me for answers, which will likely lead to a call to the police station. I hope my boss, with whom I've had a long and excellent working relationship in the business world, can play a quick and alert role at this time… Yes, I hope my boss can realize something's wrong and help me call the police or even find someone to help. I also know that, as the second-in-command said, things might backfire and those people might kill my wife. But I have a gut feeling that the more polite the second-in-command is, the more it indicates he has premeditated something, and the more I need to do the opposite of what he says! In short, play it by ear…! At this moment, the second-in-command… After instructing everyone outside to get into the car, I noticed that the person sitting to my right was carrying a black cloth bag. The car started driving downhill. Then the second-in-command said to me, "You know we'll be meeting another gang soon. They're all repeat offenders; we can't let you see their faces, so..." He then pointed to the black cloth bag the person next to him was holding and said, "So... I'm really sorry, but could you please put on a hood for now... because we've arranged to meet halfway up the mountain, we're almost there..." Hearing this, I couldn't immediately figure out what kind of conspiracy this was, so I hesitated and didn't agree. The second-in-command pointed at the black hood and said, "Actually... you can vaguely see through it... Look at this material, we're just making a show for those people, otherwise they'd be quite neurotic... very annoying..." Hearing this, I agreed with the second-in-command, thinking there was no point in arguing about it, so I let them put the black hood over my head... I noticed that the material of the black hood was really thin, and you could vaguely see through it, so I didn't say anything more. But I felt that the black hood was disgusting because it seemed a bit damp and sticky, especially around my nose. I said, "Can you change it? This is disgusting, why is it damp and sticky...?" I heard the second-in-command apologize again, saying, "Just bear with it..." I didn't say anything more, using this time to think about things, thinking about the possible situations on the way down the mountain... As I was thinking, I seemed to hear the second-in-command saying something again, and the sound of cars, all mixed together, the sounds getting farther and farther away... So sleepy...I immediately selected the last call I made—the one to call the police that night! I continued talking into the phone, "Boss, please let me take the day off. As for those export trade accounts I need to work on these next couple of days..." At this point, I secretly pressed the hang-up button, pretending to keep saying "hello, hello, hello," and then muttered to myself, "Why did it disconnect?"... The second-in-command immediately chimed in, "Anyway, you've already asked your wife for leave. Don't worry about those accounts for now. Let's hurry down the mountain to find your wife..." I knew in my heart that my boss was very concerned about whether I had actually received payment for each export transaction. Otherwise, he'd lose a lot of money. I know my boss will immediately call my cell phone and press me for answers, which will likely lead to a call to the police station. I hope my boss, with whom I've had a long and excellent working relationship in the business world, can play a quick and alert role at this time… Yes, I hope my boss can realize something's wrong and help me call the police or even find someone to help. I also know that, as the second-in-command said, things might backfire and those people might kill my wife. But I have a gut feeling that the more polite the second-in-command is, the more it indicates he has premeditated something, and the more I need to do the opposite of what he says! In short, play it by ear…! At this moment, the second-in-command… After instructing everyone outside to get into the car, I noticed that the person sitting to my right was carrying a black cloth bag. The car started driving downhill. Then the second-in-command said to me, "You know we'll be meeting another gang soon. They're all repeat offenders; we can't let you see their faces, so..." He then pointed to the black cloth bag the person next to him was holding and said, "So... I'm really sorry, but could you please put on a hood for now... because we've arranged to meet halfway up the mountain, we're almost there..." Hearing this, I couldn't immediately figure out what kind of conspiracy this was, so I hesitated and didn't agree. The second-in-command pointed at the black hood and said, "Actually... you can vaguely see through it... Look at this material, we're just making a show for those people, otherwise they'd be quite neurotic... very annoying..." Hearing this, I agreed with the second-in-command, thinking there was no point in arguing about it, so I let them put the black hood over my head... I noticed that the material of the black hood was really thin, and you could vaguely see through it, so I didn't say anything more. But I felt that the black hood was disgusting because it seemed a bit damp and sticky, especially around my nose. I said, "Can you change it? This is disgusting, why is it damp and sticky...?" I heard the second-in-command apologize again, saying, "Just bear with it..." I didn't say anything more, using this time to think about things, thinking about the possible situations on the way down the mountain... As I was thinking, I seemed to hear the second-in-command saying something again, and the sound of cars, all mixed together, the sounds getting farther and farther away... So sleepy...

Chapter 10 Sex Slave
I suddenly woke up! I found myself lying alone in the car. It was pitch black outside the window. My hands, which had been tied up, were no longer bound by the black cloth over my head. My head ached terribly, I was dizzy, and I was so thirsty… I tried to get up, but I had no strength at all. I heard several men talking outside the car… One of them said, “Is that guy still sleeping? He can really sleep… Did he put too much medicine on him?” Another man said, "That drug is supposed to make someone sleep for at least a day and a night, but this guy has been asleep for more than a day, haha." Another man said, "I'm not interested in the sleeping potion smeared on that black hood; I'm interested in the aphrodisiac given to the woman inside." Then I heard another man say, "That aphrodisiac is amazing! Let me tell you! It's something I and the Third Master researched together. It's a mixture of drugs and aphrodisiacs. After a woman uses it, wow! She'll become a sex machine! Hahaha!" Hearing this, I tried to get up, but I had no strength. I continued to hear that voice saying… "Especially that bottle of drugs and aphrodisiac ointment, smeared inside a woman's vagina, plus the aphrodisiac she drinks, her brain can't think straight, but her body is constantly aroused, welcoming the man's advances. That woman will keep letting the man fuck her, so she's a sex machine! Hahahaha!" The other men were all simultaneously lewdly laughing and saying, "Awesome!" Then I heard another voice say, "And this drug has narcotic components... um! It can control women and turn them into obedient sex slaves!" Then I heard a lot of men's lewd laughter... I was still dizzy and weak, but hearing this, my mind suddenly cleared, and I sat up. The only thought in my mind was, "Are they talking about my wife?" Terrified and angry, I banged my elbow against the car window. The men noticed and came over to open the car door for me. I only managed to say one sentence: "Where's my wife...?" The men laughed and said, "Okay, okay, your second uncle told us to help you in as soon as you woke up." My mind was still foggy, and I kept repeating, "Second uncle...?" One of the men laughed and replied, "You two know each other well, huh? You're our second-in-command..." They helped me out of the car, and as I looked around, I saw where I was. There were trees all around, and ahead was an abandoned factory. It seemed to be a remote, abandoned factory deep in the mountains... They helped me into the dark, abandoned factory and up to the second-floor corridor. At the end of the corridor was a large room on the side, with light shining through. The closer I got to that room, the clearer I could hear a woman's moans and the lewd laughter of many men. Entering the room, I saw a large mosquito net hanging at the entrance. Lifting the net, I went inside. The atmosphere was completely different from the abandoned factory I had just walked through. There were many camping lights, making it quite bright. Large pieces of mosquito netting were pasted over the windows. Several large electric fans made the room cool and comfortable, unlike the stuffy early summer night. There were two or three sofas of various sizes, and four or five tables and chairs scattered around. Two large ice buckets were also scattered on the floor. Inside were unopened beers and other drinks. My eyes couldn't adjust to the light at the far end of the large room. Looking closer, I saw two motorcycles there, both with their headlights on, pointing in the same direction. I saw two large mattresses on the floor in the direction the headlights were shining. Looking closer... I saw my wife...! I saw my wife completely naked, kneeling and performing oral sex on a man. On either side of her, two men were rubbing her large, swaying breasts. The reason her breasts and her entire naked body were swaying rapidly was because a man was grabbing her round, white buttocks from behind and thrusting into her violently and rapidly. The sounds of the violent thrusting, mixed with the lewd laughter of the men, filled the entire room. My mind was filled with a surge of emotions. I wanted to scream but couldn't. At this moment, the two men who were helping me up placed me on a sofa. I saw two men walking towards me. One of them was someone I recognized. He took a stool and sat down opposite me. He was the second-in-command...! The second-in-command still had that smile on his face and looked at me, saying, "Awake?" "You're a good sleeper..." I stammered, my throat hoarse, trying to squeeze out a few words. "Give me back...my wife...!" The second-in-command glanced at me, smiling, and said, "Look, isn't this place nice? I designed it! No mosquitoes, cool, plenty to eat and drink...and plenty of fun! It's a super awesome little lewd paradise, hahaha!" I continued, my throat hoarse, trying to squeeze out a few words. "Stop...my wife...I want...to take her away..." The second-in-command ignored me, continuing with that hateful smile, "Look how amazing this woman is! Big, beautiful breasts, slim waist, big, round, tender buttocks...beautiful face, smooth skin, and a tight vagina...she's top-quality stuff! Hahahaha!" I tried to stand up, but I had no strength at all, so I slumped back down and continued in my hoarse voice, trying to say to the second-in-command, "What? This woman? ...That's my wife...I want to take her away..." The second-in-command suddenly turned around, his voice rising, and said to me, "What did you say? That woman is your wife? You've got it wrong!" So he turned to the group and laughed, saying, "Hey! This guy says that woman is his wife?" Hahahaha, all the men burst into laughter… The second-in-command, leering, widened his eyes and shouted at me, "This woman is our sex slave! This woman is our sex machine!" He emphasized each word, "This woman is—our—woman! Not—your—woman! Not—your—wife! Understand?" "Hahahaha..." The second-in-command laughed lewdly. Just as I was about to go berserk, a man on the mattress suddenly shouted a few times. I saw the man who was fucking my wife from behind shout a few times and then ejaculated inside her vagina after a few very forceful and frantic thrusts. At that moment, another man came to the mattress and lay down next to my wife, pulling her over with his hand. I saw my wife trembling and panting, actively following the pull, straddling the man's waist. The man adjusted his hand to face my wife's vaginal opening, and then his hard penis was inserted. My wife still had a dazed and confused expression, and she began to twist her hips to match the rhythm of the man fucking her. Another man stood next to my wife as she swayed up and down, and then put his penis close to her small mouth. Her two large breasts were temporarily left untouched, her naked body being wildly fucked. Seeing this, I mustered all my strength and sprang up from the sofa, lunging towards the mattress. But I was too weak; I only got close to the mattress before collapsing back down. I kept calling out to my wife on the mattress in a hoarse voice, "Wife... Wife... Stop... It's me... Let's go home... Wife..." My wife's face was dazed; her mouth had left that man's penis, and her head slowly turned towards me, but her eyes were unfocused, staring blankly. Her head swayed up and down with the frenzied thrusting. Suddenly, she threw her head back and gasped loudly... I recognized this reaction; my wife was approaching orgasm. My mind was blank; I just wanted to muster all my strength and move towards the mattress. But... my body was completely exhausted... I was utterly powerless... At this moment, the second-in-command revealed a wicked smile I'd never seen before, squatted down next to me, and said, "Heh heh... You said that's your wife?" But that woman isn't paying attention to you... That woman is being fucked really well right now~~ Hahahahahahaha I gasped for breath, glaring angrily at the second-in-command, hoarsely shouting, "Stop... Stop... How long have I been asleep...? You've been taking turns... My wife... She'll be fucked to death..." The second-in-command laughed again, saying, "Oh dear, don't worry about that, of course we let this woman sleep and rest... You know what? This woman is top-quality! We cherish her..." Hahahaha, how long have you been asleep? Let me think... You've been sleeping since... Right! You've been sleeping since eight o'clock yesterday morning until almost midnight!" My voice seemed to have recovered a bit, and I continued shouting at the second-in-command, "Why are you tied up? I said... If you want money, if you want me to do anything as collateral... I'll cooperate... Release my wife..." The second-in-command suddenly opened his big eyes, looking at me with a ferocious smile, and said, "I think you're still half asleep? You still think you have the right to negotiate with us?" Let me put it this way! Of course, we'll need your money too. That woman obediently told us everything. I heard most of your savings and assets are in her name? You really dote on her… After you've dealt with your business, I have a way to get that woman to transfer all her money to us, hahaha. I was stunned for a moment because I felt the second-in-command wanted me dead… I repeated, what…? My business is finished…? The second-in-command continued to stare at me with wide eyes and laughed, saying, "In a few days, there will be a news story about a young couple who went on a last-minute trip to central Taiwan. They crashed their car and fell into a river in a valley. The man's body was found in the car, but the woman's body is missing. It's believed that she wasn't wearing a seatbelt and was thrown out of the car and swept away by the river…" At this point, the second-in-command moved his face even closer and said, "So, when it's just getting light and you can see the road better, we'll take you to the edge of a distant mountain, put you in your car, and knock you unconscious…"Then they pushed the car and the person down the mountain into the river, and that's how my news story came about~~~ The second-in-command, with a ferocious and lewd expression, continued, "Then we'll continue to possess this woman's body, making her our complete sex slave and sex machine, hahahahahaha..." Hearing this, I was stunned... My whole body was filled with chills. My God... No wonder the second-in-command seemed to have completely revealed his true colors at this moment... Because he had already used me to make others think that my wife and I went on a trip to central Taiwan... This scheme of his was to kill me, so they could completely escape punishment, and everyone would think that my wife and I were already dead, but in the end, they would be completely their exclusive sex slaves... I knew it! The second-in-command, he... The more polite he was, the more terrifying his premeditation. He wanted me to call in sick, but if he threatened me, I might suddenly scream for help on the phone, and then all their efforts would be in vain. It turns out... that call in sick... was crucial... Damn it! I don't know if the boss even realized something was wrong when I secretly switched the call. Even if he did, I doubt he knew my wife and I were here... I have no idea where I am... Thinking about this, I suddenly realized my situation was extremely dire! It's hopeless... Everything is over... I suddenly mustered all my remaining strength and jumped up. Since my hands were tied, I clenched my fists and used... I swung my sword at the second-in-command's face. He should have known I'd go berserk after hearing his words, so he dodged, and my swing missed… Several men nearby immediately grabbed sticks and knives from the table and floor and surrounded me. I knew… I was doomed… I hated it so much… I wasn't afraid of my own death; what I hated was that my death wouldn't even save my wife. Fine, kill me then…! At least ruin the second-in-command's plans, at least let them kill me, so one day my body might be found, and I'd be found dead from murder! But the second-in-command immediately shouted to stop them, saying they couldn't hit him! Otherwise, when the forensic examiner examined the body later, they'd know he wasn't drowned but murdered!! After he finished speaking, he ordered several… A man forcefully pinned me down, wrapping my upper body and legs tightly with two blankets and binding them. He then tied me to a nearby pillar, put a motorcycle helmet on my head, and forced a dentist's mouth open with a gag. Although I tried my best to resist, I was already in very poor physical condition and completely powerless to resist their binding. The second-in-command then laughed even more evilly, saying, "You can't be harmed until dawn. And we can't let the sedatives have any chemical reaction in your body, so we can't let you be unconscious until dawn, and we can't leave any obvious binding marks on your body. So, even though you're bound like this with blankets, you can't bite your tongue to commit suicide or bang your head against the wall. How about that? I've thought of everything, haven't I? I'm a professional at killing innocent people. You just stay there obediently and watch us take turns fucking this woman. Consider it a kind of enjoyment before you die... Hahahaha, everything is over...?" I watched in horror and heartache as my wife was taken advantage of by them... I saw her smooth, fair body covered with red scratches, especially on her breasts. Although her hands were no longer tied behind her back, there were still red marks from the bindings on her arms and wrists. My wife's hips, which had been moving around, had stopped, and the man was thrusting into her rapidly. Suddenly, I saw her limp up and down, her naked body leaning against the man lying on the ground. I knew... my wife's reaction meant she was exhausted. He said he wanted my wife to rest? But I saw that she hadn't rested for long at all, and they continued to fuck her like this continuously. At this moment, the man who was lying down turned over and sat up, laying his wife's delicate body down, and then began to stir her labia with his hands. I even saw my wife, who was lying down, slowly spread her legs open, letting them stir her labia. The man then used his hard penis to rub against my wife's labia, and then suddenly thrust into her. My wife, who had been limp on the mattress, suddenly trembled all over again. Her two breasts were being rubbed and kneaded by the men on her left and right, sometimes sucking and playing with her nipples. My wife couldn't cry out because her mouth was being savagely kissed by another man, whose tongue was constantly being pulled out. Because my mouth was held open by the restraints, I could only roar and couldn't speak. I roared hoarsely, unable to contain my anger. The second-in-command swayed to my side again, laughing and saying, "Didn't you like to see your wife exposed and played with in front of a bunch of men? Are you satisfied now? I'm being merciful, aren't I? I'll let you completely satisfy your fetish before you die, okay?" Hahahaha, I glared at the second-in-command and roared hoarsely at him… At this moment, the man became more and more frantic and forceful, finally stopping after a few rapid and forceful thrusts. My wife saw that as soon as his penis was pulled out of her vagina, semen immediately flowed out and dripped onto the bed. Immediately, another man approached, took some toilet paper to wipe my wife's labia where semen was dripping, and then immediately thrust his hard penis back in. My wife trembled all over again, and the trembling became more and more intense. Her hands looked weak and limp, spread out to her sides, but sometimes she waved as if trying to grab something. In the past, at this time, I would be having sex with my wife while bending down and letting her hug me tightly… And gently kissing her, and gently holding her body tightly... But how could these men be so gentle? One of the men was rubbing my wife's breasts from left to right, while the other two were using their hands to fold my wife's hands behind her back and press them down, while they continued to violently penetrate my wife's vagina. At this moment, the man reached out and rubbed my wife's clitoris with his fingers. My wife's whole body began to tremble violently, and her lower abdomen began to convulse. My wife's moans became more and more intense, but her mouth was wide open and she couldn't make a sound. I closed my eyes for a moment, not wanting to watch anymore... There's always a way... There must be some way... I need to calm down and think carefully... It should be almost 1 a.m. now. Before they kill me at dawn, I must think of a way... Not long after, the man also ejaculated inside my wife's vagina. I opened my eyes and looked over, and saw another man immediately taking over and penetrating my wife. And I actually saw that my wife's buttocks began to meet the rhythm of being penetrated, twisting and turning. Wasn't she already exhausted...? How could this be? Has she really become a sex machine...? I saw the man frantically thrusting into my wife's vagina. With each rapid thrust, a lot of her previous semen spilled out. My wife's lower abdomen then began to convulse rapidly, her entire naked body trembling violently. Before, when I made love to my wife and saw her reaction, I couldn't bear to keep going. I would slow down and gently kiss her, lightly caressing her breasts. But these men were beasts; they didn't slow down at all, thrusting wildly into my wife's vagina. Her breasts were being roughly kneaded by the two men into shapes I'd never seen before. Another man picked up a high-speed rotating vibrator and pressed it directly against my wife's clitoris, rubbing it rapidly. I saw my wife's entire body convulse violently... My wife's body convulsed and trembled, her hips twisting erratically. I knew she couldn't take it anymore. She tried to break free and stop, but she couldn't escape the man who was pounding into her. He was holding her hips tightly as he continued his brutal penetration. Another man was pressing down on her pubic hair, using a high-speed rotating vibrating dildo to rapidly rub her clitoris. Her upper body was being held down by two men, who were kneading her breasts and nipples. She simply couldn't break free... Her head was shaking violently from side to side. I knew she was about to give up. I just hoped she would collapse and faint, perhaps that would make these men stop because they probably didn't want to kill her, and then they wouldn't have any fun with her anymore... I prayed to God... I desperately wanted this to end quickly. I was completely powerless to save my wife. I desperately hoped for a miracle... But... is there really a miracle...? Is there really a God...? Finally, that man ejaculated and stopped his frenzied thrusting. However, the man with the rotating vibrator continued to rapidly rub my wife's clitoris. My wife's body was still trembling violently, and her lower abdomen was convulsing rapidly. I just wanted to tell them to at least let my wife rest; that was all I could ask for now. But I couldn't speak; I could only open my mouth and hoarsely shout. Immediately, another man stepped forward and thrust his hard penis inside her. My God… they really wouldn't let my wife rest! With her clitoris constantly being stimulated and played with, his penis immediately thrust inside her again. My wife, lying there, was completely… Her head was tilted back, her mouth wide open, and she was panting heavily. I could see my wife was clearly finished. Usually, at this point, she would beg me to stop, but I saw her hips start to move in rhythm with the vigorous thrusting, writhing. If this continued, she would really be fucked to the point of exhaustion and die… I kept writhing my body, which was tied to the wall, and kept shouting hoarsely. Then my husband came over, grinning, and said to me, “I’ve been thinking about it. It seems that even if you bite your tongue and commit suicide, the forensic doctor will likely believe that you bit it off yourself when you fell down the mountain…” After saying that, he pulled the restraint out of my mouth. I could speak…I immediately told the second-in-command, "Didn't you say my wife was top-quality? If you keep fucking her like this, she'll die and we won't be able to play with her anymore!!" The second-in-command chuckled indifferently and said, "Oh! That's alright! There have been several times before when we fucked her even more brutally, don't worry!" Hearing this, my heart ached even more. It turned out that my wife had suffered even more intense and continuous fucking and playing with her before... The second-in-command continued, "We're going to train this woman to be the best sex slave, the best sex machine! So of course we need to train her orgasm endurance, her endurance while being fucked, um... what else?" Hahahaha, I can't speak because hearing this... my heart aches so much I can't say a word. Thinking about my delicate wife after I die, being trained by these people into a sex slave, a sex machine... my heart aches so much... My wife's head, lying on her back, is no longer moving, but her wide-open mouth is drooling. Her entire naked body is trembling violently and rapidly. After this man finished and ejaculated, another man immediately took his place. This man continued to frantically fuck my wife. I saw her head, limp and turned towards me, her eyes unfocused and vacant, not knowing where to look. Her mouth remained half-open, her rapid, panting breaths continuing, drool hanging from the corner of her mouth. My God, my wife is already finished...? But her naked body is still trembling violently and rapidly. The man who was fucking her was shouting, "This time we're breaking the record! How many times in a row am I?" "Haha," another man lewdly replied, "You should be the 11th one now, breaking the 10-consecutive ... One...then ten, and then twelve at noon today...The second-in-command suddenly raised his voice and said, "I'm confident this woman can break the twelve-in-a-row mark this time! This sex machine is getting better and better! Ahahahahaha!" Everyone laughed lewdly and said, "The machine gets better the more you use it! Yes, yes! The machine is meant to be used! Hahahaha!" Hearing this, my heart...ached beyond measure. In the deep mountain night outside the window, the low rustling of the trees could be heard from time to time. If there are evil spirits in this forest, please hear my curse...I am willing to exchange my life to curse these men before me to death. I am willing to fall into the abyss of eternal damnation in order to curse these men to death, so that they may all die a horrible death...[The End]

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