【Island of Domination】(31-40)

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Domination Island - Chapter 31 Qiu's Suffocation and Urinary Retention (Part 5)

After dressing, the man pulled Qiu out and placed her on the bed. Qiu's legs, wrapped in a white vacuum suit, were emitting billowing
heat, as if they had just come out of a steamer. Qiu breathed greedily through her nose, her head covered in sweat. The man
began to adjust Qiu's pantyhose, making sure that the leg part of the vacuum suit perfectly overlapped with Qiu's legs. After adjusting the legs, he adjusted
the hands and arms. Finally, he turned Qiu over and straightened all the wrinkles on the back of the vacuum suit.
After the neck was perfectly fitted, he pressed a button on the box. Qiu instantly felt the clothes begin to tighten slowly, and
the clothes that could be taken off instantly lost all elasticity, as if they had been integrated into her body. Qiu panicked and moved around and screamed.
The man gently stroked Qiu's head to comfort her and held her body to prevent her from moving around.

After a while, the contraction stopped. Qiu felt suffocated, her whole body was tightly compressed, her figure
was squeezed to an extreme degree, and she even felt like she was in a vacuum bed. Qiu wanted to beg for
mercy and ask if she could adjust it a little, because even breathing was difficult. Although she
had taken off all the restraints and clothes, she hadn't taken off the socks in her mouth, so she could only make a mosquito-like whimpering
sound. The man looked at Qiu's struggle and said, "You'll get used to it after a while. Now you should take a nap. There's
punishment waiting for you this afternoon."

After saying that, he ignored Qiu, turned the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature, and went to the living room to take care of Kelly,
leaving Qiu alone to enjoy the feeling of the vacuum suit. Qiu couldn't fall asleep at all, her skin was tightly
compressed , and she was breathing rapidly through her nose. Fortunately, the man hadn't tied her up, so Qiu could
lie on the bed in a relatively comfortable position. Although she was under great pressure from the vacuum suit, she didn't have a strong urge to urinate because she had urinated before
, and she was also tired from working all night and hadn't slept yet, so she drifted off to sleep in a daze.

Qiu was practically woken up by the urge to urinate. When she woke up, she felt like her bladder was about to burst. However, when she opened her eyes and saw the smiling man
next to her she instantly realized that this was all her doing. She didn't quite understand the principle of the vacuum suit, but she knew
that the advancement of tissue technology was beyond her imagination. Stimulating the urge to urinate was child's play. Qiu
looked at the man pleadingly, hoping that he could alleviate the urge to urinate. After the man pressed a button on the remote control, Qiu's urge to urinate was reduced
a lot, but it was still urgent. Her bladder had already pushed a huge bulge out of her lower abdomen. Because Qiu had drunk 4,000 ml of water in the early morning
, the water she drank before had not yet fully
entered the degree of urinary urgency was unimaginable.

Qiu looked at the man pleadingly, but he ignored her. He took out a matching white
latex put it on Qiu. There was a small hole for her nostrils. The hood was fastened to the vacuum suit and couldn't be removed. Qiu's
mouth was already blocked, and now her face was squeezed even more. Her already swollen cheeks were
pressed by the mask, causing some of the pantyhose in her mouth to go down her throat. Qiu tried hard to adjust herself,
suppressing nausea while taking deep breaths, preparing for the punishment that was about to be given...

Qiu was taken to the sauna room. After the man turned on the light, the screen inside displayed the temperature.
The sauna was only 30 degrees Celsius. It was a small stone room of about 15 square meters. A leather cushion was fixed in the center, and there was a
metal backrest behind the cushion. Next to the cushion was a stone slab that looked like a table. The man carried Qiu to the center,
folded into a kneeling position and placed them on the cushion. He pressed her legs together tightly and let Qiu lean against the metal backrest.
He pulled out three wide leather straps to fix Qiu's waist and chest. The man "thoughtfully" moved the straps down
a bit so that they were tightly wrapped around Qiu's lower abdomen. Then he put a collar around Qiu's neck, with the other end connected to
the pull ring on the metal backrest.

The man pressed a button on the wall, and the leather cushion suddenly began to slowly sink into the ground. Qiu screamed in fright, not
knowing what was happening. She had a bad feeling when she came in, but because her mouth was gagged, she couldn't speak and
dared not resist. As the leather cushion sank, the stone slab next to it also slowly sank in. Qiu screamed in fright, feeling as if
the stone slab was about to run over her legs, but in the end, the stone slab just pressed down on her legs. The depth of the leather cushion
made Qiu's thighs and calves press tightly together, and Qiu felt as if there was a thousand-pound weight
pressing on her legs. After a while, her legs were already a little numb. Qiu's legs were completely pressed under the stone slab.
If the stone slab was not moved, Qiu might have to kneel down until her legs were crippled.

However, just as Qiu's legs were secured and she was still in shock, the ropes binding her waist, chest, and
neck her abdomen tightened,
gradually flattening her already protruding belly. Qiu screamed in pain and twisted her whole body, but the only things she could move were her hands. Her feet were
pinned down by stones, making it impossible for her to move them at all. Qiu tried to grab the belt to prevent it from tightening, but the belt only tightened further
. At the same time, her neck was pulled backward, and Qiu felt like she was suffocating. She could only adjust her body balance and
forcefully forward, enduring the intense urge to urinate and the enormous pain coming from her bladder. If her mouth hadn't been gagged
, who knows what kind of screams Qiu would have let out. At this time, the temperature was only 30 degrees Celsius, but Qiu was already covered in sweat from the pain.
The agony of holding in her urine was torturing her to the point of near death.

The man, watching Qiu's performance from the doorway, said with satisfaction, "I saw you were really struggling to hold it in and wanted my help.
Since I helped you urinate earlier, I might as well go all the way and let you sweat a little more so it will lessen the pain during
the punishment ." He then closed the door. Qiu was already on the verge of a physical breakdown, and hearing
the man's words caused her psychological collapse as well. She was
on the verge of fainting, but the pain in her bladder wouldn't allow her to. The agony of holding her urine would pull her back to the cruel reality at any moment.

The temperature in the sauna was rising rapidly. Qiu's legs were numb from kneeling under the pressure, and
the belt wasn't as tight due to the increased temperature. Qiu placed her hands on the stone slab, not daring to touch the belt.
Although the urge to urinate in her lower abdomen was still strong, it had been greatly relieved by the loosening of the belt.

The temperature suddenly rose, and Qiu felt like she couldn't breathe. Her head was also wrapped in the vacuum suit. As
the heat spread, Qiu began to sweat profusely. For some reason, the vacuum suit kept tightening, and the scalding clothing clung tightly to Qiu
's skin. Qiu found that whenever she sweated, she experienced an unbearable itching sensation in her private parts, urethra, and breasts.
She began to struggle, trying to scratch her genitals and urethra, but the stone slab blocked her genitals. Unable to do anything else, she scratched
her chest, but the straps on her chest tightened as soon as she touched them, and the straps on her lower abdomen tightened as well.
The pain of needing to urinate overwhelmed the itching, and Qiu felt as if she were in hell,
suffering tormented by the constant tug-of-war between itching and pain.

Qiu's sweat had soaked the entire stone slab, and the water quickly evaporated, leaving only the scalding hot
stone. At the same time, Qiu noticed that the temperature of the pads under her knees was also rising. Qiu was on the verge of a mental breakdown;
the simultaneous torture had shattered her last line of defense. She was being tortured to the point of near death, but
her legs were fixed in place, and she couldn't move her body. She also had to endure the burning heat on her knees and the torment in her lower abdomen, as well as
the overwhelming urge to urinate.

The Island of Domination - Chapter Thirty-Two: Autumn's Suffocation and Urinary Retention (Final Chapter)

Autumn had lost track of time and was in despair. The room temperature began to drop, and
the leather straps around her abdomen, chest, and neck loosened. The door opened, and the man entered. The timer outside stopped
at 60:00. Autumn finally fainted. The man pressed a button, and the leather straps snapped open and retracted. Then,
the stone slab moved aside and the leather padding began to rise. Throughout this process, Autumn remained unconscious. Perhaps subconsciously, she didn't want to
return to this hell on earth; she didn't want to wake up.

The man chuckled and shook his head, carrying Qiu out of the sauna and onto the sofa. Qiu's legs were still curled up;
they had long since gone numb from kneeling. Her vacuum suit was soaked through, but that didn't matter, as its material
allowed the sweat to evaporate quickly. The man cut the tape off Qiu's mouth,
took out the dried-out white pantyhose, and threw it into the trash can. Qiu's mouth was so dry that she had sucked all the saliva out of the pantyhose, and her
lower abdomen had shrunk considerably—this was probably the only benefit, as it greatly reduced the urge to urinate, but
at a great cost.

After Qiu recovered, the man brought her a basin to rinse her mouth, gave her some water and bread, and
let her rest on the bed for a while before taking her to the modified vacuum bed at the base, preparing to begin
the suffocation and urination torture. But Qiu didn't know at that time that, given her level, she only needed to hold 50% of her urine before execution
, but because she hadn't urinated after putting on the vacuum suit, she had already held 90%. The man
connected Qiu's catheter to a piston inside the vacuum bed, put a breathing mask on her, and began to extract air.
Soon, Qiu was unable to move at all, feeling a slight pressure in her lower abdomen. The vacuum bed developed by the organization took into account that
most women would hold their urine when using it, so for safety reasons, the pressure in the lower abdomen could be adjusted.
The initial value was only a slight pressure, but it was enough for Qiu, who had already held 90% of her urine.

The punishment began, and Qiu had to hold her breath. For the next hour,
the pressure in her lower abdomen would automatically increase with each breath she took. Since Qiu exhaled carbon dioxide after inhaling oxygen,
the pressure and the amount of gas injected would reach a
predetermined would return to normal, and the gas would
be drawn out again, giving Qiu a chance to catch her breath. But at the same time, 25 ml of mixed
liquid .

The diuretic in the mixed liquid can quickly turn the water in Qiu's stomach into urine, continuously
replenishing her bladder and filling every empty space. Even when the bladder is full, urine will
continue to enter, expanding Qiu's bladder. 25ml contains less than 1ml of diuretic, and 1ml can
quickly turn into 100ml of urine. Drinking more than 10ml at once may even lead to sudden death. Therefore, what Qiu needs to do
is try to drink as little mixed liquid as possible within an hour, because the urine that is originally in her bladder
cannot be expelled. The urine that enters later due to the effect of the diuretic will continuously fill the remaining 10% of her empty
space. Qiu has to hold back the strong urge to urinate and start to concentrate on holding her breath.

At the 13th minute, Qiu was forced to drink the mixed liquid for the first time. This was also the first time she had tasted the mixed
liquid . At first, it tasted salty and pungent like urine. Because the 500ml of urine she had urinated earlier was mixed in,
Qiu felt nauseous. However, after drinking it, she immediately felt a burning sensation in her mouth and choked. She
involuntarily gasped for air and regretted it as soon as she did. This experience gave Qiu a lesson. The second time, Qiu
drank it again after 20 minutes. This time, Qiu drank it while holding her breath. Although the taste was still disgusting, it was much better. However, after drinking it
a second time, Qiu felt much thirstier and at the same time, she felt like she was about to orgasm. The urge to urinate also became
much stronger, but she was powerless. Her body was completely fixed and she could not move a single finger. Her mouth was connected to
her breathing and every breath was controlled. While being forced to hold her breath, she was also forced to drink the disgusting liquid.
Moreover, if the liquid was not mixed, she would not be able to breathe at all. Helplessness and fear filled Qiu's heart again.

Another 60 minutes passed. Qiu had been given the mixed liquid seven times. She felt as if her bladder had
lost all feeling. The numbness in her urethra thirty minutes earlier reminded her that she had reached her limit. The combination of
diuretics and the urge to urinate increased Qiu's urge to urinate dramatically, reaching 98% by the end. However
, she couldn't urinate a single drop inside the vacuum bed, especially since she was wearing a vacuum suit. After a full hour,
the man finally let her go, inflating the vacuum bed. Qiu gradually began to move her hands and feet. The man removed the vacuum bed,
marking the end of this urinary retention and suffocation punishment. However, Qiu's mind was filled with thoughts of orgasm. The seven
doses of aphrodisiac had pushed her libido to its limit, and she desperately wanted liberation. However, the vacuum suit's
restraints could not satisfy her at all. After the punishment ended, the man tied her hands behind her back to prevent her from masturbating.
He didn't take off her vacuum suit but instead took her to the living room. There, Qiu saw her
mentor, Kelly, lying naked on the sofa.

The Island of Domination - Chapter Thirty-Three: Abstinence Pants

Kelly's face was as red as Qiu's at this moment, her legs rubbing together constantly, her flat stomach slightly
bulging , indicating that she had also been given diuretics and aphrodisiacs. When she saw Qiu, surprise flashed in her eyes. Seeing Qiu
's appearance, she knew what kind of torture Qiu had just endured. Her eyes held a hint of sympathy, and then she looked at
the man . Qiu could read deep fear in her eyes.

The man smiled at the two women and said to Qiu, "Next, I'm going to give you two a chance:
choose to have an orgasm or choose to urinate. If you choose to urinate, you can leave after emptying your bladder completely. If you choose to
have an orgasm, you are not allowed to urinate, and after the orgasm, you will have to wear 'abstinence pants' for 24 hours."

Abstinence pants? Qiu was a little confused. This unfamiliar term puzzled her, but she could sense that it
was also a terrifying tool to torture women. However, before Qiu could speak, Kelly spoke first:
"I want to have an orgasm, I can't hold back anymore." As she spoke, she began to masturbate. At this moment, Kelly's lower abdomen was the same size as
Qiu's when Qiu first arrived compared to Kelly's. The man seemed to have anticipated Kelly's
choice and smiled smugly: "But you just drank 1500ml of water and a diuretic
. Is this okay?" The man raised an eyebrow.

Kelly hesitated for a moment, but her hands didn't stop; she continued to rub her private parts.
Ultimately, emotion prevailed over reason, and Kelly bit her lip and nodded. Qiu was immediately alarmed.
Although she didn't know what "abstinence pants" were, she knew it was definitely a man's scheme to lure them
into a trap. So, without hesitation, Qiu chose to urinate. The man was somewhat surprised but mostly understanding,
because Qiu's bladder was likely to burst if she didn't urinate. Besides, when aphrodisiacs and diuretics are mixed, the diuretic is
the primary active ingredient; most of the aphrodisiac enters the urine and has little effect. Therefore, Qiu's rational
choice to urinate was normal.

The man then dressed Kelly in a tight-fitting bodysuit and pantyhose, bound her hands, and massaged
her lower abdomen while rubbing her genitals. Kelly quickly reached orgasm. Then, the man went to the side and
removed Qiu's undergarment to help her urinate. After urinating, the man dressed Qiu in ordinary tights and pantyhose and let her
rest. Kelly's urge to urinate was already building, and her lower abdomen was noticeably protruding. Kelly
bit her lip and watched Qiu urinate, but the moment she had orgasmed meant
she couldn't urinate for 24 hours.

The man came over and undressed Kelly again, taking out a pair of tiny
latex underwear that looked like baby underwear from the closet. He lifted Kelly's legs and put it on her. It was very difficult; even with
the man's immense strength, it took him a lot of effort to get it up to her thighs. Kelly's already slender thighs were tightly
bound, leaving an indentation. The man then removed the two seals inside the latex underwear and pulled it up forcefully. Kelly immediately felt a numbness in her
urethra and lost all sensation, as if she had lost the ability to urinate
. Then, she felt an abnormal pain and itching in her private parts.

It turns out that the latex underwear was called the "abstinence pants," which could suppress all of a woman's desires—urination and sexual desire.
The ultra-tight underwear was very elastic, clinging tightly to Kelly's lower body in an inverted triangle shape, as if it had become one with her
skin. The abstinence pants were disposable; once worn, one could not have an orgasm or urinate. Moreover,
after the seal was removed, the underwear would gradually dehydrate and lose its elasticity, so that the underwear could only cling tightly to the lower body as a second
layer of skin. If one wanted to take it off, one had to spray a special liquid on the underwear to restore its elasticity.
Otherwise, even if one cut their skin with a knife, one could not remove the abstinence pants, because there was an
extremely thin layer of titanium alloy inside the latex. Even if the woman wearing it died, the underwear would still cling tightly to her body.

The closure of the restraint pants contains a large amount of concentrated nettle powder, which
causes . Without the restraints, the wearer would be unable to resist scratching. The underwear itself is
made of titanium alloy, so even scratching the outer latex will not relieve the itching inside. Furthermore,
the closure contains a desiccant; if a woman experiences even a single drop of vaginal discharge during orgasm, it will immediately release hot
steam and induce a small electric current, numbing the woman's orgasm while causing pain and instantly
eliminating her libido, pulling her back to the pain and itching.

The powder at the urethra has a numbing effect upon contact with the skin,
causing the wearer to immediately lose sensation at the urethral opening, as if under anesthesia. Therefore, even after removing
the restraint pants, the wearer must wait for a period of time before urination resumes, unless
a catheter is used to drain the urine; otherwise, the wearer must hold their urine for several hours before releasing it.

These abstinence pants were expensive because they were disposable. Kelly
was unsure whether it was lucky or unlucky to wear these gold-plated panties. Given the amount of urine she had already urinated, holding
it in for 24 hours was an extremely painful process. After putting them on, Kelly writhed in agony on the bed
. A hint of pity flickered in the man's eyes, but neither of the girls noticed. The man
stared blankly at Kelly's struggling back, then suddenly spoke: "I want to tell you a story."

Qiu and Kelly looked at him questioningly. "It's about..." "My origin story is also
a story about the legend of that former ruler." A look of reminiscence appeared in the man's eyes. The dormant
memory deep in his heart was quietly awakened again by the familiar figure he saw...

The Island of Discipline - Chapter Thirty-Four: The Origin of the Island

Looking at the girl in front of him, her face flushed from holding in her urine, the man lit a cigarette, admiring the graceful
body before him. He slowly took a drag, the puffs of smoke seeming like the
dust . A look of reminiscence appeared in the man's eyes, and in the swirling smoke, he began to tell the story of five hundred years ago.

"All of this on the island dates back to a war five hundred years ago."

Five hundred years ago, this island was far smaller than it is now. A tribe lived on it,
an . In ancient times, their ancestors fled the chaos of war across the Nine Provinces, crossing the sea.
During their journey, they encountered a storm. At that time, they weren't on a ship, but rather a
huge flatboat, constructed over several years and composed of countless rafts. On board were their ancestors' wives and families. The storm
caused the flatboat to lose control and drift with the current. After the rain stopped and the sea fog dissipated, they drifted to this
secluded island.

After several days of exploration, they discovered it was an uninhabited island, a masterpiece of nature.
The entire island was shaped like an inverted cone, especially after the storm when the tide receded, causing the entire island to...
The island was exposed above the water, and due to its topography, all the water flowed towards it, forming a whirlpool that surrounded the entire island.
Attempting to leave by raft would result in the raft being caught in the whirlpool; they could only leave after a storm and high tide.
They discovered that while the island was infested with various ferocious beasts, it also had abundant wild fruits and flowers. Among them was
a red fruit that they used to stave off hunger; both men and women who ate it would
gain . They used this fruit to hunt and cut down trees to build houses on the island,
thus beginning their idyllic life in this secluded paradise.

Over time, as their population grew, the island's inhabitants multiplied. The men's daily
tasks were hunting and logging, while the women's tasks were caring for the children. They drank seawater through a special filter made of leaves
and subsisted on wild fruits and animals. However, whether due to food or environmental reasons, most couples who gave birth to
children produced girls, with only a small chance of having a boy. This resulted in
a gender imbalance, forcing many women to take on the heavy labor that men did, while the men's daily task became
procreation .

Of course, thanks to the wild fruit, women also possessed great strength without any side effects. This
strength allowed them to hunt animals and build houses, just like men, and also solved their food and clothing problems.
Therefore, people called this fruit, which brought them a better life, the "Hanging Fruit," with "Hanging" representing strength, meaning
that this fruit could give them boundless power. Most importantly, this fruit seemed to have no side effects.
The only drawback was that after eating the fruit, they would feel an intense urge to urinate, but urinating would
gradually lose this strength.

Therefore, the women on the island developed the habit of holding their urine while working. All newborn girls
develop this habit from a young age. Each child lives with their mother, while the men go elsewhere
to birth. Since men don't have to hold their urine, each household doesn't have its own toilet. Every day after lunch and
before going to bed, all the women gather together for a lecture by the tribal chief. After the lecture, they can go to the toilet. If
a woman can't hold her urine during the lecture, both she and her daughter will lose their chance to relieve themselves that night. If necessary,
they will use special tools to block it.

Regarding the clothing of the people on the island, considering the predominance of yin over yang, women only wear
clothes to cover their private parts. Because the island is surrounded by the ocean, there are almost no seasons. It is warm in winter and
cool in summer. When it is hot, you can take off your clothes at home, but you must wear a uniform outside. Otherwise, you will be sent to be punished. The place of
punishment is similar to a prison. All women who have made mistakes will be sent here to be imprisoned. They will be placed in different places according to the severity of
their crimes. Every day, they will do the hardest and most tiring work and will not be allowed to urinate. If a woman wets her pants, she will be moved to
a place one level more severe than the original punishment.

The biggest difference between the women in the Ministry of Justice and those in the tribes was the food. The women in the Ministry of Justice had
to drink large amounts of water at set times each day, depending on the severity of their punishment. They were forbidden
from
eating meat and relied entirely on dried fruit for sustenance. Breakfast consisted of five dried fruits, lunch a maximum of twenty, and dinner ten. Only the female prisoners who performed well and did the most work were allowed a little meat and rice in the evening. Generally, the only opportunity to urinate each day was
after , when all the female prisoners would gather for a talk, urinate, and then eat dinner. Therefore, every woman slept
with her urine in her bladder. Before entering prison, each woman's urethra was blocked; incontinence was a luxury for them.
They could only obediently hold it in until the end of their sentence. If they encountered violent resistance or non-cooperation,
their only opportunity to urinate at night would be canceled, and in serious cases, they might even be executed.

The tribe used only two methods of execution: the first was ordinary execution, where the female prisoner was bound with vines
and thrown into the sea to drown. The second method, relatively crueler, involves suffocating the female prisoner to death. Her urethra is blocked, and she is tied
to a chair. Every hour, a large amount of seawater is poured into her until her abdomen swells to a certain extent. Because
the women on the island are trained to hold their urine from a young age, their bladders are relatively large, making it difficult for them to die from suffocation.
She is then fed three meals a day, but only fruit and water. She has one hour of free
time each day, during which she is escorted to watch the women of the tribe
urinate, forced to watch others urinate comfortably while she is endlessly suffocated with her urethra blocked until death. This cruel form of
punishment is only carried out if the female prisoner is extremely vicious and involved in multiple murders.

Managing the tribal prison and deciding the severity of punishments are all tasks assigned to the elders. Even tasks like logging and building houses,
distributing food, and pre-urination instruction are handled by specific elders. On the island, any man who reaches a certain level of seniority
is eligible to join the elders' council. In this patriarchal society, only men have a voice; no matter how
cunning is, she cannot enter the council. However, the elders have a special
women's pavilion for mothers of newborn boys. Any woman in the tribe who gives birth to a boy can join the women's pavilion. The women's pavilion is mainly
responsible for feeding their children and teaching them language, and there are also specific elders who give them lessons. Therefore,
joining the women's pavilion means no more manual labor, which also means no more needing to hold in urine—something every woman
dreams .

Time passed quickly. Within the tribe's well-planned strategy, the chief and several elders discussed developing
resources and establishing contact with the outside world. Surprisingly, their discovery revealed
a rich treasure hidden beneath the island. According to the ancestral notes, the chief learned everything: many
rare resources, lacking in modern times, were abundant here. If they could bring these back to their land, it was entirely possible to revive
the East. This further solidified their determination to leave the island.

The Island of Discipline – Chapter Thirty-Five: Visitors to the Island

Until one day, a storm swept in again, turning the island into a scene of apocalypse. Sandstorms raged, and torrential
rain poured down. The harsh environment led the elders to unanimously decide to postpone the midday urination ceremony. All the girls
had to hide in sturdy wooden huts made of special materials. Although the ground was soaked
, no girl dared to urinate freely. In the tribe, urinating without permission was
never was simply taken to the prison for punishment. Of course, incontinence is a different story. Although there will be
punishment it will not be as severe as the punishment for urinating without permission.

If we categorize punishments by rank, then the penalty for indiscriminate urination is at level B. First, they'd use
a tribal-specific device similar to a urethral plug—essentially a bamboo tube stuffed with filler.
The outer wall of the tube would be coated with the sticky sap of a fruit stronger than superglue. This fruit,
small brightly colored, is so sticky that ingesting even one would cause
the intestines to become completely blocked, potentially leading to death. Therefore, this fruit is typically used to plug urethras.

All women in the prison must have this urethral plug inserted before entering.
It's . Removal is simple: another fruit is dripped onto the edge of the urethra to
dissolve the plug. This fruit is rare; all its stock is held by the Elders' Department of Punishments, making it unavailable to ordinary women
. Therefore, once in prison, they must obediently hold their urine while working, hoping for their one and only opportunity to urinate.
For them, incontinence is a luxury.

Therefore, unless it is for the most heinous criminals, the Ministry of Penal Law does not have any specific punishment.
The severity of the punishment is determined entirely by how long one stays in prison and which area one is in. In areas with lighter punishments, the daily
diet includes some coarse grains, and one may be able to empty their bladder completely when urinating. However,
in areas with heavier punishments, the daily diet consists almost entirely of diuretic fruits, and urination is restricted. During the 10 minutes
of urination , the urethral plug is only slightly open. Even if they use all their strength, they can only squeeze out a little bit of
urine. After 10 minutes, they will be sweating profusely, but they have only urinated less than half of the urine in their bladder.

Finally, just when all the girls were at their wits' end, the heavy rain stopped. Rays of sunlight
pierced , dispelling the gloom. The sea
mist, formed by waves crashing against the island due to its terrain, also dissipated with the storm, replaced by a beautiful rainbow. The tribal women, who had never seen such
a sight , ignored their urge to urinate and
excitedly pointed to the sky, each grabbing their daughter or friend. Women in the tribe have a much shorter lifespan than men, but their appearance hardly changes

after the age of twenty . This may be related to their living environment. Similarly, their lifespan is short; they die within twenty years of their appearance fading. Few women live past forty. To prolong their lives, the elders have stipulated that women over thirty can stop working, thus eliminating the need to hold their urine—a great convenience for them. 　　In the distance, a huge raft could be seen. Back then, there was no concept of a boat; to them , a boat was simply a strangely shaped long raft. When the raft reached the shore, several oddly-looking young men disembarked. The chief rushed to greet them, and the deputy chief temporarily organized a urination ceremony. The deputy chief explained that the urination had been delayed due to an unforeseen event, but as compensation, the girls wouldn't have to work that afternoon. Hearing this good news they all shouted with joy. Since they didn't have to work, they wouldn't have to go through the diuretic process. Some girls, if not for the fear of incontinence, would have jumped for joy. 　　However, some were saddened. Several young girls had been . Not only were they denied the opportunity to urinate, but their urethras were sealed, and they were imprisoned. The girls wiped away tears sadly. This experience had taught them a painful lesson—that no matter the circumstances, even if their bladders were bursting, they should never attempt to urinate without permission. 　　Meanwhile, the chief was communicating with the group who had landed on the island, but they couldn't understand each other's language. Through gestures , he understood that they seemed to be sailors who had made some discoveries and were on their way back home when they encountered a storm and ended up here. The chief immediately and warmly welcomed them, even inviting them to stay for a few days. 　　The girls in the tribe were curious about these unusually-looking men, but the male sailors' reaction wasn't curiosity—they were astonished. They were utterly shocked to see a large group of naked, incredibly beautiful girls . Although these girls looked very different from the local women, it didn't diminish the public's aesthetic appreciation. Pairs of long, slender, white legs were exposed before the sailors' eyes, and even one of the younger sailors had a nosebleed. 　　The chief was puzzled as to why the sailors were reacting so strongly. The girls were the same; instead of blushing they all came over with smiles and hugged them. When they saw that the young sailor had a nosebleed, they even thought he was injured. A group of girls ran over chatteringly and picked up the young sailor, his face pressed against their chests . The young sailor felt dizzy and fell down in a daze, his face covered in blood, but a happy smile still lingered on his lips. 　　The little sailor was lying down, but the girls in the tribe never grew clean and white as jade. From the little sailor's angle, he could see the girls' pink labia and budding urethral openings... 　　It took the sailors a long time to react and gradually get used to the girls' attire. Meanwhile, the captain was talking a lot of nonsense to the chief, who could hardly understand a word. The two of them were gesturing with their fingers, and the chief was trying hard to learn the captain's lip movements word by word. The captain was teaching this handsome man who was seven feet tall in front of him like he was teaching his two-year-old son . The scene was quite comical. 　　After overcoming the language barrier, the two began negotiating. The chief laboriously explained the situation to the captain, telling him that if he didn't leave now, he might not be able to leave until the next storm and high tide. However, the chief simply waved his hand, deciding to stay. At the same time, he glanced with a half-smile at his crew, who were huddled among the women. Although he wasn't into that kind of thing, he was very interested in this place. He hadn't expected that a with such a large population, so he decided to stay. 　　　　　　　　　The Island of Taming – Chapter Thirty-Six: The Chief's Departure The past 　　few days had undoubtedly brought the sailors and the tribal girls closer. The sailors not only enthusiastically introduced the tribe's people to their novel gadgets but also taught them how to dress. The captain and the chief also interacted. Because they hadn't encountered a guest for hundreds of years, the hospitable chief told the captain their history without reservation. The captain learned the story of the island and was amazed by its unique features.

The captain and sailors also learned about the tribe's most unique fruit—the "Hanging Fruit." They
became very interested in this exotic fruit. The chief specially prepared many Hanging Fruits for the sailors, but for the men,
the fruit only served to promote metabolism and strengthen their bodies. So, one female sailor tried eating
a few. She was amazed by her sudden increase in strength, but before long, she shamelessly covered her genitals, blushing and needing
to relieve herself. Thus, the sailors naturally admired the tribal women, whom the elders had described as being able to eat the fruit every day and only need to use
the toilet twice.

Days passed, and the captain grew impatient. However, the sea level was always hundreds of
meters . The island was like a floating island, firmly rooted in the air in an inverted triangle shape. Even
at high tide, it was still tens of meters above the sea. The captain couldn't just jump overboard, so he had no choice but to stay and continue
studying the fruit on the island.

Unexpectedly, this stay lasted a year. During that year, the sailors developed feelings for the tribal girls. When
another storm came and the tide rose, the captain decided to leave, but several sailors chose to stay. In this place where
men were scarce, their presence not only added color to tribal life but also allowed them to impart
knowledge of modern society to the boys who were about to take over the council of elders.

To express his gratitude, the chief prepared three baskets of dried fruit for the captain and decided to leave
with , also wanting to see the world. Previously, because they didn't know how to build boats, their rafts could only
drift with the current, but for some reason, all the currents around the island were flowing towards it.

The captain was also very surprised by this phenomenon; he had never heard of such a peculiar occurrence. However, their
boat could be steered, so after the tide rose, the captain, the sailors, and the chief boarded the boat and
waved goodbye to the tribal girls and the sailors who had decided to stay. The position of chief was passed to the deputy chief.

To commemorate the chief's passing, the deputy chief decided that all the girls would have a holiday from today until tomorrow or the day after. But
this time , no girl laughed happily. Some girls secretly wiped away tears,
while others stared blankly at the chief's departing figure. The chief even jokingly scolded, "It's not like he's dead, why be so solemn?"

His sunny and handsome face was frozen in the sunset, leaving only that big smile. But no one knew that
a tear had shed after he turned away. The chief had been the tribal leader since he was 12 years old, and now he was 26.
Fourteen years of vicissitudes had forged a bond even without deep affection. All the girls in the tribe regarded the chief
as . Although the chief sometimes strictly forced them to hold their urine, they knew that he was training their
endurance. If they had to urinate right after eating the fruit, the effect would be lost. The fruit production could not support their
work, and the tribe would not be as prosperous as it is now.

Without the chief, the girls wouldn't have learned the sailors' language, let alone communicated with them. The chief
meticulously taught them the language he had learned at every gathering, bridging
the gap between the tribespeople and the sailors, and overcoming the racial divide that spanned almost half the Pacific Ocean. Every girl saw
and appreciated the chief's efforts, so they worked twice as hard every day, while also training their bladder control.
Many girls would rather hold their urine all day to save on fruit waste, and some even voluntarily blocked their
urethra .

Since the arrival of the tribe's visitors, even the penal department became deserted; all female prisoners were released, and no one was admitted.
Eventually, the chief even abolished the penal department and used the prison for construction. With the sailors' help, the
tribe girls learned to make clothes and build boats. Meanwhile, the clever captain, based on the island's fruit characteristics and
incorporating many contemporary culinary techniques, created various delicacies for everyone to share. Everything
became harmonious and joyful because of their arrival.

Therefore, this situation of departure was something no one wanted to see. A sudden storm shattered
the original tranquility. Although everyone knew that times were changing, and the sailors
couldn't , someone had to leave this beautiful paradise and cut off from the outside world.
The chief, without hesitation, became the hero, showing his best side to the people of the tribe and burying his reluctance
deep in his heart.

After the storm, the men of the elders and the girls of the tribe worked together through the night to polish
a gemstone inlaid with many colors for the chief. The gemstone was made from a very rare red mineral on the island,
polished under the sailors' guidance. This mineral was very peculiar; as soon as it came into contact with rainwater and was in the dark,
it would emit a faint red glow. The chief was deeply moved and accepted this precious gemstone that carried the weight of his people
, carrying it with him forever as if it were a talisman, just as it carried the hearts of thousands of his people.

Upon returning home, the captain reported his experience to the king. The king, astonished, ordered the human to
meet him. To his surprise, this foreign man—not even from a foreign country—was fluent in
their language, having learned it solely through daily interactions with the sailors. What
extraordinary taken to learn a language so quickly? His accent was almost that
of a native.

Furthermore, in a contest and bullfight specially arranged by the king, this man defeated
all the warriors of their nation, even the highly skilled general. This man, skilled in both literature and martial arts,
intrigued the king. His investigation yielded nothing, except the captain's report that the man came from a small tribe
and that their tribe produced a fruit that could instantly increase one's strength several times over. He ordered several subordinates
to try it and use the fruit in war, but found that the fruit had
negligible effect on male soldiers. It was then that he realized the chieftain's wisdom and martial prowess were entirely innate.

The Island of Discipline - Chapter Thirty-Seven: Strict Urine-Holding Training

The peculiar fruit was like a curse; wherever it was, girls were forced to hold their urine.

In the sweltering heat, a group of girls, only about sixteen years old, stood at attention under the blazing sun,
their bellies clearly bulging. Several knights paced around them, and not
far away, under a patch of green grass, a count sat on a luxurious bench, two scantily clad women
fanning him.

The two women had stunning figures, but their bellies were unusually protruding. They, along with
the , were all teenage assassins secretly trained by the state. Before each mission, they were given a potent drug
to assassinate the leaders of enemy nations. Trained to be ruthless and cold-blooded, their mission success rate was a staggering 95%.
Failure meant immediate suicide; otherwise, even if they escaped, they would be tortured to death.

The chieftain's nation was located in the very center of their continent. Although the nation was the most powerful, it was
constantly threatened by surrounding tribes and frequently harassed by various forces. Rumors even circulated that major powers were preparing an alliance
to defeat the king, causing him considerable distress. The arrival of the chieftain offered him
hope . His initial intention was for the chieftain to lead troops to conquer territory and seize the entire landmass, but this would be both
time-consuming and exhausting. Therefore, at the suggestion of a duke, the king decided to train a group of assassins to assassinate enemy
leaders and key figures, thereby securing the allegiance of their armies.

This idea was approved by the other dukes, and the king eventually ordered one of them to make arrangements.
Many young girls were recruited, and their families were given generous sums of money. Once recruited, they were trained not only in physical strength,
endurance, and reflexes, but also in the ability to hold their urine for extended periods. Therefore, few families were willing to
send their children for this grueling training; most were orphans or children from divorced families.

For murderers, concealment was paramount. All the girls received daily
lessons, including instruction from supervisors on essential assassin skills. They were also required to hold their urine for every single minute of the day
, even while sleeping.

The girls lived in assigned dormitories, and their training lasted from 6 a.m. to 9 p.m.
To prevent accidents, a cork, slightly
larger than their urethra, was inserted into their urethra upon arrival to ensure no urine could leak out. Because the first few weeks after this were
very uncomfortable, each newcomer was given an iron-locked chastity belt, which
they were not allowed to remove except when showering. Even during showers, female staff supervised them to prevent them from secretly removing the cork to urinate.

Every morning at 6 a.m., they were woken up and made to run while holding their urine. During the run, all the girls
had their hands tied behind their backs, running in groups of six. A rope was tied around each girl's neck, and
the rope on the hands of the girl in front was then tied to the rope around her neck with a short rope. This forced them to run in a coordinated
manner; if even one person ran too slowly or too fast, the entire group would fall.

The morning run is 3000 meters, and it must be completed within 15 minutes. After the run, each person can be untied
, drink 1000ml of water, and then urinate 300ml using a small measuring cup. If
a group falls during the run, all six girls in that group are not allowed to urinate, and the girl who fell must drink an additional
500ml of water.

Because resources are limited, the girls are not given diuretics during training.
However, this does not mean they are relieved by holding it in; on the contrary, the large amount of water only increases their burden.
Around 6:30 after the run, all the girls begin endurance training. They enter a
classroom with a wooden floor, wearing only socks. Everyone kneels with their buttocks on their feet, hands on their thighs, and
an They can stand up and rest for 10 minutes every 50 minutes of kneeling, for a total of two hours.

If the apple on their heads didn't fall off after the first round, they could eat it. If it fell,
they had to drink 500ml of water each time. During training, they used specially measured cups to conserve water, exactly 500ml
. The training room was very cold, so they wouldn't sweat much,
meaning most of the water went into their bladders, leaving no opportunity for the girls to cheat.

After two rounds, around 8:30, the girls would have breakfast—simple
grains and small fruits. However, their urethras were cruelly plugged with corks, forcing them to hold their urine all night. Therefore,
after breakfast, all the girls could urinate 500ml, which was the limit they could urinate in the training base.

After breakfast, there were three classes from 9:00 AM to 12:00 PM, each lasting 50
minutes with a 10-minute break. Five minutes before each class, each girl had to drink 1 liter of water. Those who didn't finish had to kneel for the entire
class and drink double the amount of water. In total, each girl drank at least 3 liters of water that morning
.

Lunch was simple: two dishes, a soup, and rice. There was no meat. One dish was spicy, and the other was salty;
the soup was also very salty. Water could be conserved during lunch. After lunch, depending on the morning's performance, each girl had to urinate 100-500
ml, followed by a half-hour rest period. After the rest period, from 1:00 PM to 3:00 PM was the afternoon nap. During the nap,
girls were not allowed to go to the toilet; those who disobeyed were tied up and made to sleep.

After waking up in the afternoon, they have three classes from 3 pm to 6 pm, during which they must drink 3 liters of water. Dinner is from 6 pm to 7 pm
, and after dinner, they must urinate 500 ml as usual. From 7 pm to 9 pm, they train their endurance, just like in the morning. Each
girl stands with an apple on her head as punishment, following the same rules as in the morning: 50 minutes of standing followed by a 10-minute rest. However
, if the apple falls more than three times before bed, the girl loses her right to urinate before bed and must hold it in from after dinner until
the next morning.

Each girl drinks at least 3 liters of water in the afternoon, but can only urinate 500 ml after dinner, which is far from enough to fill the large amount of urine
in her stomach . To prevent them from having problems due to holding it in, each girl must take a shower before bed,
after which she is allowed to empty her bladder completely. This is also to ensure the girls get enough sleep so they are energetic for training
the next day .

For girls who frequently misbehave and are punished, they are taken away from the group to undergo even more brutal
urination-holding training. For example, in this scenario, these girls standing under the scorching sun have barely
urinated for days and nights; the urine in their bladders has gone from yellow to white, and then back to yellow again. They are now forced to stand in
the sun for three hours. If even one person moves, everyone is forbidden from urinating that day. The
person who moves will be forced to stand there until they go to sleep.

For these disobedient girls, holding their urine until sleep is considered mild; some are even
forced to kneel or stand while sleeping, with no regard for their physical condition. Even if they were to become...
Even assassins aren't guaranteed to complete their missions successfully, so it's better to train their endurance and select
a few outstanding ones to rejoin the team.

The Island of Training—Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Stubborn Girl

However, even in such a cruel environment, there are still a group of strong girls who refuse to
compromise with the oppression of fate. She is one of them.

"You're talking about her?" The chief stood outside the glass door, pointing to a petite
girl in the blazing sun. She wore an old-fashioned robe, soaked with sweat, but her posture was upright.
The girl's gaze was resolute, her eyes revealing a belief, an indomitable belief.

The Marquis respectfully looked at the man before him and replied, "Yes, sir. She was brought to
the special training team for causing trouble, but she's the only one in the team who always manages to finish within the allotted time for missions. She doesn't seem like
someone prone to making mistakes, so I specifically sent someone to investigate. It turns out she
was ."

It turns out that when the girl first arrived, she was envied by a group of girls, including
the Earl's daughter, because of her beauty and figure. Almost none of the girls here dared to disobey Nicole, so she was often
ostracized by the girls in the team. During breaks, they forced her to drink water. Even though Nicole targeted her, she
never violated the rules.

Later, the Earl's daughter, seeing her scheme fail and fearing Nicole would report her, deliberately let the girl hit her during a fight
. The Earl, who was in charge of the training camp in that area, upon hearing that his daughter was being bullied, didn't
hesitate to send someone to teach the girl a lesson, without considering the cause and effect, blindly favoring his
daughter.

So the girl was brought here and subjected to far more brutal training than others. To the
trainers ' astonishment, tasks that had never been completed before were often broken by her
. Her unwavering will and extraordinary endurance amazed them, so they reported her to
the , hoping to recommend her.

The chief was also astonished by the girl's story and felt sorry for the good girl. When he learned
that a baron had used this method to bring her to this cruel training camp, he was even more furious. He had personally designed
the training program and knew how cruel it was. A
girl who had done nothing wrong was being punished so severely. The chief decided to personally clear the girl's name.

The chief strode to the training ground and learned from the guards that the man sitting under the tree was
the baron, and the two girls fanning him hadn't urinated for almost a day, having offended
the baron 's daughter. "It seems this baron has caused quite a bit of trouble here," the chief thought to himself.

In terms of rank, the chief was many times higher than the baron, but even though he could easily punish the
baron without bearing any responsibility, he still needed to set an example and follow procedures. The chief suppressed his
anger, instructed his subordinate to report the matter, and then ordered the administrator to take the girl, who was standing in the scorching sun, to
the lounge .

The chief gave the count, who was now sitting smugly in the shade, a deep look, and followed
the administrator into the lounge. After the girl sat down, the chief sat beside her, gently stroking her
hair and asking, "What's your name?"

The girl had heard about the man's status from the administrator before entering and assumed he was also there to torment her,
so she remained silent, her face filled with a look of resignation.

The chief seemed to know what she was thinking and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm here to help you." The girl
hesitated for a moment before speaking: "My name is Amy." Amy sat there, trembling, her arms tightly wrapped around herself.
The chief sat beside her and whispered, "Everything will be alright, trust me, okay?" Amy bit
her lip, seemingly wanting to say something. The chief patted her shoulder, "Say what you want to say,
don't worry, this is your home."

Upon hearing the word "home," the chief clearly saw the girl's pupils contract slightly. It seemed the girl
had suffered a lot as a child. With the chief's permission, the girl pleaded in a barely audible voice, "I...
can go pee? I haven't peed for three days."

The chief was startled, thinking that perhaps the baron had deliberately made things difficult for the girl. Even in the special training camp,
girls were allowed to use the toilet every day; it was impossible to let someone die from holding it in. Thinking of this, the chief felt a pang of heartache for
the girl , and his fists clenched involuntarily. The chief looked at the girl tenderly and said, "I'll have someone help you go now."

"But...but they've already sewn my urethra shut." The girl seemed to have brought up something painful
, and tears instantly filled her eyes. The chief was completely stunned. He knew what the girl meant by "sewn shut."
This was a death penalty measure he had devised a year ago. "Sewing shut" meant first
stuffing the female prisoner's urethra with cotton to stimulate urination, then sealing it with a wooden plug several times larger than the female urethra, with
many finally sealing the outer wall with super glue.

This super glue was impossible to remove; once it was stuck, it couldn't be taken out. Unlike
the glue used to seal wooden plugs in the training camp, which could be removed with a special antidote without any side effects, this
glue not only burned the woman's urethra, but even if it was removed, it could cause the woman to lose her
ability to urinate and eventually die from suffocation. Therefore, this method of torture had only been used three times so far, and all of them were used to punish
vicious female prisoners who had hundreds of names on their heads.

The chief's eyes blazed with fury, as if they were spitting fire.
How could ? What deep-seated hatred could they have harbored? The chief began to interrogate the girl. At first, she refused to speak,
perhaps fearing retaliation, but eventually, she couldn't hold back any longer and began to recount her tragic past,
tears streaming down her face.

Even after the girl was transferred to the special training camp, Nicole didn't stop. She frequently took the girl to her father's
office , forcing her to kneel and beg for mercy. But Amy would never do something so humiliating
. Tortured to the point of near death, she still refused to yield, infuriating Nicole even more. She begged her father to send people to torture her. The count,
unable to resist the girl's pleas, agreed. He hadn't expected his daughter to use such cruel methods, but...
It was too late to salvage the situation. Luckily, Nicole had emptied Amy's bladder before stitching up her urethra; otherwise, it's uncertain whether she
could have survived a day.

The Island of Discipline—Chapter Thirty-Nine: Belated Retribution (Part 1)

When the chief arrived at his office, the count's daughter, Nicole, had already been stripped naked, bound to the sofa in only
her underwear . Three 500ml empty water glasses sat on the table. All
the girls brought to the chief's office were treated this way: first bound, then given water by guards; if they resisted
, they were given more. Then they were forced to hold their urine until the chief arrived to punish them. Nicole was considered lucky; she
only had to hold her urine for less than twenty minutes from the time she was given water until the chief arrived. Some girls, because the chief was in his office, would wait for
hours , their faces flushed red from holding it in.

To Nicole's utter despair, the chief arrived without uttering a word to her, sitting expressionlessly at
his desk and beginning his work, seemingly ignoring her completely. Nicole didn't know why the chief had brought her
here. When she first heard she was to be interrogated by the envoy, she turned pale with fright, thinking her father had offended
him. She never imagined the chief would stand up for the girl he had tormented to the point of near-death.

An hour passed, and Nicole was nearing her limit. Her lower abdomen was slightly swollen, her bound
legs groping restlessly, her hands struggling uncontrollably. She felt she was about to lose control. At that moment, the chief finally
turned his chair around, his eyes fixed on Nicole as he slid over: "Do you know what you've done?" He exuded
a terrifying aura, and Nicole felt immense
pressure emanating from him. She was so frightened she even wet herself, barely daring to breathe, and quickly shook her head. The chief slowly closed his eyes and
said in a deep voice, "Do you remember Amy, that little girl? The one you forced to drink water on every day but never yielded,
the one who..." "That girl you framed and sent to the training camp."

Nicole's eyes widened for a moment before she reacted, a flicker of panic crossing her eyes
as she looked at the chief in terror: "Your Excellency, does that little bitch have anything to do with you?" The chief's eyes snapped open,
glaring at Nicole. Nicole knew she had said the wrong thing and quickly shut her mouth, looking at the chief with fear in her eyes.
The chief gave her a cold look, took a fruit from a drawer, and stuffed it into Nicole's mouth. Nicole didn't know
what it was but dared not resist, because resisting in front of the envoy would only result in further punishment. So she obediently ate the fruit,
suppressing her strong urge to urinate, and sat up straight. The chief ignored her and left.

The chief went to the operating room to visit Amy. Amy was lying on the operating table with her legs spread wide, and several
top-notch doctors were trying to remove her stitches. Most of these doctors only treated royalty, but the chief
had invited to treat this girl from the training camp. Although they were also very puzzled, they dared not voice any objections.

However, when they learned that a girl in the training camp had her urethra stitched, they couldn't help but
twitch . It was too cruel for a girl only 16 years old. Looking at the girl's protruding
belly, like a pregnant woman's, the doctors couldn't help but feel sympathy. Looking at the girl's pitiful face, her expression calm, they
wondered how much pain she had endured!

Although their minds were racing, their work didn't stop. Each doctor carefully
performed . Although they weren't confident they could do it well—after
all, if urethral stitches were so easy to undo, they wouldn't have been banned—the chief had provided them with a highly feasible method. Although it
would harm the girl's body, it wouldn't affect her normal urination.

The chief returned to his office, where a strong stench of urine filled the air. He frowned;
he saw that Nicole had lost control of her bladder, and the ropes had been freed. She was bent over, covering her
genitals , her eyes filled with panic.

The chief's brow furrowed even deeper. He wasn't surprised that the girl possessed the strength to break free of the ropes after eating the fruit, but he hadn't
expected the count's favoritism towards his daughter to this extent. According to the rules, all girls had to wear
urethral plugs before entering, and these plugs were all sealed with strong glue to the urethra. This meant Nicole
hadn't brought a plug, already breaking the rules. Now, she dared to urinate and defecate freely in his office
—a crime enough to get her into serious trouble.

Moreover, even girls who had only trained for a month in the training camp could hold it for at least fifteen minutes after eating the fruit
. The unruly girls who had come to his office before could hold it for twenty minutes. But Nicole's endurance
was so poor; she couldn't hold it in for less than five minutes after he left. It seemed she
hadn't suffered much hardship since entering. He should let her experience the feeling of holding her urine.

A shot of anesthetic was injected into Nicole's arm, and she passed out. The chief pulled her onto a stone platform.
Her underwear was already wet with urine, and her bladder was only slightly bulging, nothing compared to Amy's. Looking at Nicole, who was slightly frowning after
fainting , the chief sneered and tied her limbs to the four corners of the stone platform. "Let you
experience what it's like for Amy to hold her pee."

Fifteen minutes later, the chief came in carrying a small box. This was
the result of his research after three years in this place. It contained all sorts of potions, all made by combining some special effects he brought from the island
with the local chemical potions. Many of these potions were excruciatingly painful, so he had
never taken them out before, and he thought he never would. But he never expected that a girl would force
him take out these torturous things, and he never expected that a girl could be so cruel. When Nicole woke up, the first thing she felt

was a burning pain in her urethra, even more intense than the pain of needing to urinate. It felt like a fire was burning inside her urethra. Having grown up in a flower-filled environment, she had never experienced such torment. Even at the training camp, she was pampered like a princess by her father's servants. She screamed in agony, but found she couldn't make a sound. She couldn't see anything either. She wondered if she was dreaming. She tried to pinch her cheek, but found her hands were numb too. All she felt was the pain in her urethra. A wave of helplessness washed over her, breaking down her defenses. She desperately wanted it to be a dream, but the unbearable pain reminded her that this was reality. 　　Soon, Nicole clearly felt the fire burning rapidly upwards in her urethra. She wanted to scream in terror.

The screams terrified Nicole, who felt an unprecedented tearing
pain wherever the fireball passed. She fainted several times, only to be awakened by the pain each time. She didn't know who she had wronged and why she was suffering such
torment. She had never realized how heinous her actions towards others were,
deserving even death.
The faces flashed before her eyes. They screamed sharply, extending their blood-stained arms, seeking revenge and using her
blood to atone for their tragic deaths.

(From "The Island of Discipline - Chapter 40: Belated Retribution" - Part 2)

When Amy woke up, she was surprised to find that the pain in her bladder had disappeared. She sat up and found
herself in a room surrounded by white curtains. She thought she had arrived in heaven, where
there was no pain and no more inhumane torture of holding one's urine. Although she was unwilling to die such a
humiliating death.

Just as Amy was sharing her wild thoughts, she suddenly heard a noise. The girl instinctively stood up quickly and
saw that the person who came in was none other than the envoy. She suddenly realized that she was not dead. She saw the envoy
walk towards her with a gentle face and hug her. Amy only felt a warm, large hand
holding her. This feeling of security was something she had never experienced before. Since birth, she had suffered abuse and
humiliation from her foster family. Although she was often beaten to the point of near death, at least she would have food to eat.

Perhaps it was fate playing tricks, but the foster family, for a small reward, sent her to this
hellish place where she was trained to hold her urine all day. She didn't even know why the girls her age there seemed to target her; all she had experienced
since childhood was cold stares and ridicule. Never before had a man offered her such a broad and comforting embrace.
She unconsciously reached out and hugged him, her face flushing slightly, looking incredibly beautiful. Her heart
raced, and this inexplicable feeling left her somewhat bewildered. She quickly pulled away and sat back on the bed, blushing shyly and
lowering her head , fiddling with the hem of her clothes.

"Are you... feeling better?" The envoy's words broke the long silence. Amy, who was fiddling with
her clothes , was startled by the sudden voice. She quickly sat up straight, only then realizing that her
urethra was blocked, and she had even prepared herself to die from holding it in. So why did her bladder feel so
empty ?

Seeing Amy looking at him with a puzzled expression, the chief realized what was happening and gently patted Amy's head,
saying , "Don't worry, all of this will pass. The bad guys have received their due punishment, and you're safe now."

Looking at Amy, the chief felt a surge of affection. This was the
first time . He quickly helped Amy up, saying, "Nicole, the one who tormented you before, is
locked in my office. Do you want to go see her?"

The chief stared intently into Amy's eyes. When he said the name "Nicole,"
a , and even her hand holding his trembled slightly. The chief sighed. Sure enough, it seemed those
painful memories wouldn't be forgotten in a short time. In that case, he could try letting her see Nicole's
suffering; perhaps that would alleviate her fear of Nicole.

The chief helped Amy push open the office door. The heavy creaking sound seemed to be striking
the chains that bound the demons in Amy's heart. When she saw Nicole lying on the floor, convulsing, the torment of the past broke through
the , flashing back into her mind...

She remembered how Nicole would deliberately report Amy to the teacher every day during class after her arrival for violating some

rule. Because of Nicole's status, the teacher could only punish Amy by making her drink a bottle of water and
kneel . After class, all the girls would run to rest, but Nicole would come over with a group of girls. Amy
, who had been kneeling for a whole class, was about to stand up to relax when two girls held her legs down and made her kneel again.
Two other girls would tie her hands behind her back and press her shoulders to make her lie down. At this time, Nicole would
laugh and lift her skirt, pressing her lower abdomen, which was full of urine. Usually, this rubbing would last for a whole class.
And in the next class, Nicole would find another excuse to make Amy kneel, so Amy
spent kneeling.

She also remembered how Nicole would deliberately stand in the same line as her every morning during their run, and in front of
Amy . While running, Nicole would constantly pull on the rope on the back of Amy's hand, causing her to fall and be punished by drinking water and not being allowed to urinate.
Meanwhile, Nicole could go to the toilet at any time because of her father's power. After the morning run,
during the 10-minute rest period after kneeling for 50 minutes, Nicole would hold Amy down and not let her relax, making her kneel for two hours straight. But the strong-willed
Nicole silently endured all of this, even kneeling for two hours straight while holding in her urine all night, without moving or
uttering a sound.

She recalled how every night after returning to the dormitory, Nicole would have several girls hold Amy down and force her to drink her
urine. Nicole would deliberately drink water before dinner and hold her urine until now, all so that she could feed it to Amy.
Amy was forced to drink Nicole's smelly urine every day because urinating before bed was an ironclad rule that
even the count's daughter could not break. So, in addition to forcing Amy to drink her urine before bed, Nicole would also make
her drink several large 500ml glasses of water until Amy couldn't drink anymore before letting her go to sleep. Every night,
Amy would hold her urine until 5 a.m., and would usually wake up needing to urinate, forcibly holding it in until 6 a.m. to go for her morning run.

What she found most unforgettable was the last face she saw before the surgery – Nicole's face.
The day Nicole, as usual, forced Amy to drink urine, preparing several large buckets of water for her to drink. Amy refused to comply,
knowing that in the training camp she could only urinate a small amount each day, and drinking so much water would make it impossible to hold on until tomorrow.
So she kept resisting, eventually angering Nicole. Nicole had the girls next to her forcibly push Amy to
the ground poured urine into Amy's mouth. Amy actually managed to break free from the four girls' restraints with a single effort.
The bucket of urine that was already close to Amy was knocked over by one of the girls, splashing directly onto Nicole's face. Nicole
screamed , while Amy ran away in fright. Therefore, the next day, with her father's reluctant consent, Nicole secretly ordered someone
to perform surgery on Amy, sewing up Amy's urethra. She warned her that if she dared to tell on her, not only would no one believe her,
but she would also frame Amy, ruining her reputation even if she died from holding it in.

These past experiences flashed through her mind like a slideshow, yet the pain was
so real. All the pain and grievances Amy had bottled up inside were finally unleashed at this moment.
The demons residing within her seemed to break free, gradually eroding her inner clarity and shattering her
psychological defenses.

The chief, standing to the side, was fully aware of Amy's inner turmoil, but he didn't stop her. These emotions
, suppressed for so long, had to be released eventually. After all, cause and effect were cyclical; Nicole had committed so many sins and deserved
the consequences. This was the final lesson for her, and for her father; they would never see
the sun rise again. This was Nicole's final resting place.

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