The stunningly beautiful woman being tortured in the debauched manor

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As Ling Bi'er walked towards the grove, she was completely unaware that she had stepped into a tragic trap.

Ling Bi'er's beauty was universally acknowledged. No man could resist her unparalleled appearance, gentle demeanor, and kind heart. Although many coveted her beauty, no one dared to touch her. Everyone knew that Lin Bai, the white-robed gentleman known as the "Number One Swordsman Under Heaven," was not someone to be trifled with. Lin Bai and Ling Bi'er were an enviable couple.

Lin Bai's handsome and dashing appearance, coupled with his occasional neurotic arrogance, captivated many girls, inevitably leading to suspicion between him and Ling Bi'er. However, when several girls began to disappear one after another, Ling Bi'er's kind nature made her restless, and she and Lin Bai searched everywhere for the truth.

However, Lin Bai's suspicions deeply hurt Ling Bi'er, and she finally left him alone, determined to find the truth and clear her name.

The groans coming from the woods drew Ling Bi'er inside. She saw a man lying unconscious on the ground, uttering intermittent groans.

Ling Bi'er quickly went to his side, took out a Jade Dew Pill she always carried, and gave it to the man. The man groaned in pain and opened his eyes.

"Quick, quick, go save Miss Zhao Ni, Miss Wu Qing..." the man grabbed Ling Bi'er's hand and said urgently.

"What did you say?" Ling Bi'er asked anxiously, "Where are they?"

"The Lewd Manor," the man said vaguely, "I came out from there to deliver the message. Miss, I'll take you to save them; I know how to get in."

Ling Bi'er hesitated. The Lewd Manor was the most notorious place in the martial arts world; the name alone sent chills down the spines of young girls.

The man continued, "Those poor girls have been tortured to the point of wishing they were dead. If we had gone any later, they might have been tortured to death. I know a secret passage that leads in, and we can rescue them without anyone noticing. What are you hesitating for, young lady? Are you jealous and just hoping they die sooner?"
Hearing this, Ling Bi'er no longer hesitated. "Alright, let's go."

The man seemed to be seriously injured, and he relied entirely on Ling Bi'er's support to walk, his whole body pressed against hers.
Ling Bi'er was so eager to save them that she didn't notice how intimate their posture was.

The man led Ling Bi'er to the outside of a large manor, through a secret passage, and into a gloomy dungeon.

"Ah...ah..." A woman's scream reached Ling Bi'er's ears. She saw a disheveled woman tightly bound to a wooden frame, her clothes torn open at the chest, and a thug was whipping her breasts mercilessly.

"It's Miss Zhao Ni!" Ling Bi'er couldn't help but tremble. "Why did you do this to her?" At that moment, a short and shrill scream came from the other torture chamber. Ling Bi'er saw a naked woman unconscious, her lower body covered in blood, with a thorny wooden stick stuck in her. This woman was none other than Wu Qing, who often opposed Ling Bi'er.

Ling Bi'er stared blankly at her, her heart filled with pain. If the man hadn't covered her mouth, she would have screamed.

At this moment, a thug poured a basin of water over Wu Qing's head, and she slowly opened her eyes. Ling Bi'er found that Wu Qing's cold eyes suddenly looked at her, and there was still the same hatred in them as before.
The man suddenly pulled Ling Bi'er into another torture chamber. But there were no women being tortured inside, only a few thugs.

"Greetings, Master!" The thugs suddenly bowed to the man.

"Who are you?" Ling Bi'er suddenly took a step back. The man was now standing upright, without any injuries.

"I am the master of this depraved manor," the man smiled smugly. "My name is Murong Wei." "Why did you capture them?" Ling Bi'er asked bitterly. "Why are you torturing them like this?

They've treated you badly." Murong Wei laughed. "If you were the one being tortured, they would be very happy.
Miss Ling, you are too kind.

Let them go." Tears streamed down Ling Bi'er's pure and beautiful face. "

Let them go?" Murong Wei suddenly grinned lewdly. "Why should I? I just wanted to use them to keep Lin Bai in check. Lin Bai has stolen all my thunder."

Seeing Ling Bi'er remain silent, Murong Wei deliberately said to his thugs, "What are you still standing here for? Those two girls are yours. But be careful, don't rape them to death like before."

"Wait!" The screams from next door came again, and Ling Bi'er could no longer bear it. "Let them go, I'll stay." She said resolutely, her voice trembling.

Murong Wei smiled again. This simple and kind girl was indeed under his control.

"This isn't good," Murong Wei said deliberately. "Although Miss Ling is the most beautiful woman, exchanging one for two would still be a loss for me." He hesitated for a moment, "Unless... you can withstand three of my blows and still stand up." "

Alright," Ling Bi'er said without hesitation. "I'll withstand three of your blows, and once I stand up, you'll unconditionally release them." "

It seems Miss Ling doesn't know martial arts, does she?" Murong Wei asked again, "I don't want to kill such a peerless beauty like this."
"No need for further explanation." Ling Bi'er walked up to him. "Make your move."

Murong Wei gently struck Ling Bi'er's chest with a palm. Ling Bi'er staggered back a few steps, swaying and barely managing to stand. Blood gushed from the corner of her mouth, and her face instantly turned pale. "

The second blow." Murong Wei said, striking Ling Bi'er in the back.

Ling Bi'er flew out and landed in a corner of the room. She struggled to prop herself up on her elbows, but after only lifting halfway, she coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed back to the ground. "

If you can't stand, then so be it," Murong Wei said from the side. "Do you want me to help you?"

"No…" Ling Bi'er managed to utter the word, gripping the rough wall with her fingers and slowly straightening herself.
She gripped so tightly, as if she were leaning her entire weight against the wall, that her delicate fingers bled. "

The third slap, come on." Ling Bi'er smiled slightly, her face as pale as snow.

Murong Wei, with a somewhat puzzled expression, finally nodded. "Alright, I've never seen such a stubborn woman."
With that, the third slap landed on Ling Bi'er's chest.

Because she was leaning against the wall, Ling Bi'er couldn't retreat to deflect the blow and took it head-on. However, her posture remained unchanged; she still stood, only the gushing blood stained her chest bright red. "

Let them go," Ling Bi'er said weakly.

Murong Wei sighed. "Your internal injuries have worsened now that you're trying to stand. But seeing your determination, I agree to release them." "

Alright." Ling Bi'er smiled slightly, then collapsed to the ground, unable to hold on any longer.

Ling Bi'er woke up three days later. She didn't know what medicine she had used, but her injuries had miraculously healed. She rolled out of bed and found herself wearing a snow-white, semi-transparent gauze dress. A wave of shame washed over her, and she quickly shrank back under the covers.

Murong Wei entered. "I've released them as promised.

Give me back my clothes and let me go," Ling Bi'er said coldly. "

I only promised to release them, not you," Murong Wei leered. "How could I bear to let a beauty like you go?" He then leaned in and tried to pull back Ling Bi'er's blanket.

*Slap!* A crisp slap landed on Murong Wei's face.

Murong Wei's eyes burned with lust. He abruptly pulled back the blanket, grabbed Ling Bi'er, and headed towards the next room.

Ling Bi'er struggled desperately, but to no avail.

The next room contained only a wooden platform that resembled neither a bed nor a table, its mechanisms seemingly quite complex. Murong Wei placed Ling Bi'er on the platform, pinning her wrists down with one hand while tearing at her barely visible gauze dress with the other.
Ling Bi'er struggled desperately, but this only excited Murong Wei further. Soon, Ling Bi'er was completely naked before Murong Wei.

Murong Wei's bloodshot eyes stared at the beauty lying before him. She exuded youthful energy, her thighs were shapely and firm, her waist slender, her calves long and graceful, her skin snow-white, emanating a fragrant aroma, her curves impeccable, her face captivating—she was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world.

Even more remarkable was that, although she and Lin Bai were mutually in love, she was said to still be a virgin. Thinking of this, Murong Wei couldn't help but feel smug.

Murong Wei slowly caressed Ling Bi'er's entire body, as if admiring a rare treasure. When his hand slid from her lower abdomen down between her legs, Ling Bi'er's previously stiff body trembled slightly.

It was a feeling she had never experienced before. Ling Bi'er's nineteen years of virginity were being touched tonight by a strange man she loathed. She struggled in vain, two clear tears slowly sliding down her cheeks.

Murong Wei, in a vengeful manner, parted her legs, revealing her vulva—a veritable paradise of a young girl, glossy pubic hair, and tender red labia. The sight was too much for Murong Wei to bear; his penis stood erect, and his breathing became rapid.

He roughly groped and fiddled with it, then picked up a small porcelain bottle and applied some medicine to his enormous penis. Instantly, his penis, which was already more than half a foot long, became much thicker and harder, the glans glistening smoothly. Waves of heat surged from his lower body to his throat. His eyes were bloodshot, like a beast in heat, as he pounced on Ling Bi'er… His penis skillfully found the Peach Blossom Cave. Due to the medicine, the smooth penis was not blocked by the lack of vaginal fluid, and it easily squeezed the glans inside. He felt Ling Bi'er's body stiffen, and she let out a scream as his glans was trapped.

Although Ling Bi'er was strong and stubborn, she could no longer endure this torment and pain. The violation of her sacred maidenhood caused her to scream in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her instincts and the pain caused her abdominal muscles to contract, but the contractions were not only less painful, but also caused Ling Bi'er to break out in a cold sweat. She freed her hands and tried to push Murong Wei away.

An instinctive protective force gave her unprecedented strength, and her lower body instinctively contracted tightly.
Murong Wei was already burning with lust. He slapped Ling Bi'er away, and just as he was about to thrust in, Ling Bi'er desperately struggled to her feet. He skillfully grabbed her arms, pulled them back, and his feet triggered a mechanism on the bed. With a "click," two iron rings extended from the headboard, instantly locking Ling Bi'er's wrists. Ling Bi'er struggled

and screamed, but no one could hear her. She could only tightly clamp her legs together, her body twisting stubbornly. But her struggles only fueled Murong Wei's lust. Murong Wei channeled his strength into his fingertips and cruelly pried open Ling Bi'er's thighs, causing her screams to intensify.

Suddenly, Ling Bi'er felt her feet being bound by iron rings. Murong Wei pressed a mechanism, and Ling Bi'er's taut legs were spread apart a hundred degrees. Murong Wei took a deep breath, thrust his hips, and inserted his penis, which had only partially entered, all the way in. Ling Bi'er let out a long scream of pain and fainted. Ling Bi'er was delicate and boneless; this was the first time a man had entered her forbidden zone—it was Murong Wei's rough and enormous penis.

But at this moment, Murong Wei no longer cared about being gentle with her. He only felt that Ling Bi'er's vagina was unusually warm and moist, the flesh walls tightly gripping his thick penis. Deep inside, he could faintly feel the muscles twitching, like a small mouth sucking his penis. He thrust his hips again, inserting his half-foot-long penis all the way into Ling Bi'er's vagina. He seemed to hear the sound of her hymen breaking. His penis was so tightly connected to Ling Bi'er's vagina that even the blood of a virgin could not flow out.

An instinct made him thrust his thick penis into Ling Bi'er's warm, narrow vagina. The feeling was the most unique he had ever experienced with any woman. She excited him, as if her vagina was made for him, narrow and elastic, and it would keep twitching. He thrust desperately, panting like an ox. The power of the drug, combined with his own extraordinary strength, made him extremely energetic.

With his thrusts, Ling Bi'er's virgin blood flowed from her vagina along with his penis, staining the bed. The intense pain jolted Ling Bi'er awake from her unconsciousness. She felt a tearing pain in her lower body. Murong Wei was pounding into her like a wild horse, his thick penis throbbing as if her lower body was about to burst. She couldn't bear the pain. She shook her head desperately and twisted her body in vain. She cried out and begged for mercy: "No, ah... ah... let me go, please, ah..." Tears streamed down her cheeks. She gritted her teeth and struggled desperately against the iron rings, her wrists bleeding from the friction.

But Murong Wei seemed tireless in his thrusting, each stroke more forceful than the last, his penis growing thicker and thicker. She felt she was going to die, to be tortured to death like this. One hundred, five hundred, one thousand strokes... Ling Bi'er's consciousness began to blur, her lower body gradually becoming numb... Suddenly, she felt Murong Wei's penis swell inside her, then felt a sudden emptiness. Murong Wei withdrew his penis. He felt he was about to ejaculate, so he expertly pulled it out. He panted for a moment, ignoring Ling Bi'er's desperate pleas, turned her over, and activated a mechanism. Two iron rings snapped around her hands, while two iron rods extended from behind her ankles, arching her body. A large cotton sack rose from under the bed to support her body, and Murong Wei's penis thrust into her from behind again.

This time it was even deeper than the first, and the pain remained unabated. Murong Wei began thrusting in forcefully again, while Ling Bi'er's cries gradually weakened, turning into hoarse moans. Tears streamed down her face as she desperately shook her head, her hair trembling wildly, her body rocking back and forth with each thrust from Murong Wei.

One thrust, two thrusts, a hundred thrusts, five hundred thrusts… her moans rose wave after wave, like an endless hell. The pain was like a needle, piercing her heart again and again—an unbearable agony. Beads of sweat dripped from her body, her moans so alluring that Murong Wei almost ejaculated several times. But he used the internal energy he had cultivated for over a year in the Yin-Yang Dual Harmony Technique to force back his semen, desperately venting his lust on Ling Bi'er's body.

After an unknown amount of time, he activated the mechanism again, hoisting Ling Bi'er's body up. He stood on the bed, holding her waist and thrusting wildly, while his mouth frantically bit and gnawed at Ling Bi'er's high, firm breasts... Then he made Ling Bi'er straddle him, inserting his penis from below, with two iron chains binding Ling Bi'er's slender waist. As the mechanism repeatedly lifted Ling Bi'er off and onto his body, he closed his bloodshot eyes, listening to Ling Bi'er's incessant painful moans and pleas, enjoying the stimulation and pleasure... until dawn, changing positions nine times in total. Ling Bi'er's moans turned into gasps, her consciousness blurred, and she didn't know where she was.

All she knew was pain, all she knew was to struggle; she didn't even know what position she was in. Murong Wei had her body arched, his thick penis thrusting into her anus. An even stronger stimulation caused Murong Wei to let out low growls. The excruciating pain made Ling Bi'er, who was already somewhat numb, scream again. She gritted her teeth, desperately shaking her hair, tears and sweat streaming down her neck. Murong Wei entered her from behind; she was powerless to resist, unable to find any leverage, only able to be passive. Her body was being pounded by Murong Wei. She was rocked back and forth, passively enduring this endless, brutal torture... When Murong Wei unlocked her iron ring mechanism and put her back in the initial position, it was already the next morning. The torment and torture of the night had left her breathless, her whole body covered in sweat. She was panting, her body limp and powerless to resist. Murong Wei was also drenched in sweat from exhaustion. After catching his breath, he swallowed two pills and concentrated all his energy on his penis. His penis, which had been somewhat limp, became vigorous again.
He spread Ling Bi'er's thighs, used a quilt to cushion her waist, and inserted his penis into her body again. Ling Bi'er only let out a slight moan, bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, frowned, and didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

This time, Murong Wei was even more frenzied. He pressed down on Ling Bi'er, thrusting in and out relentlessly, his mouth greedily kissing Ling Bi'er's firm, high, soft, and elastic breasts, brimming with youthful vitality, kissing her sweet and warm, sensual lips, and kissing every inch of her skin.

His rough tongue pried open Ling Bi'er's lips and plunged into her mouth, swirling wildly. His lower body, aroused by this, thrust wildly. He inhaled Ling Bi'er's fragrance, gazed at her beautiful face, now streaked with tears and sweat like a pear blossom in the rain, and felt the warm, stimulating, and incredibly pleasurable sensation within her body. Especially the involuntary throbbing from his lower body, like a small mouth enveloping his glans, relentlessly sucking, drove Murong Wei to a frenzy of thrusting. The impact made Ling Bi'er feel as if she could hear her pubic bone shattering… Two more hours passed. Finally, Murong Wei's penis became increasingly out of his control. This sensation made it thicker and harder. The semen, which had been barely contained, flowed slowly down his penis towards his glans as his strength waned. He felt as if his penis was about to explode, and Ling Bi'er felt his thrusts becoming faster, more powerful, and harder.
Finally, like a landslide or a raging flood, the semen that Murong Wei had suppressed for nearly ten hours erupted. Murong Wei, as if possessed, used all his strength to tightly embrace Ling Bi'er, his mouth biting down hard on her right breast. His penis convulsed and thrust in with boundless power, emitting wild, beast-like roars. Murong Wei's penis swelled violently, causing Ling Bi'er unbearable pain in her lower body. The relentless torment once again made her faint.

When Ling Bi'er awoke, Murong Wei was already asleep, exhausted, beside her. Despite the excruciating pain in her lower body, Ling Bi'er struggled to get up and put on the white gauze dress. At this moment, she was utterly despondent, filled with hatred for Murong Wei. She looked around but found no means to kill him. In desperation, Ling Bi'er grabbed the iron chain that had been binding her wrists and yanked it around Murong Wei's neck.

Startled, Murong Wei snapped back to reality. He grabbed the chain around his neck with one hand and swung it at Ling Bi'er with the other.
Ling Bi'er, unskilled in martial arts and extremely weak, was knocked to the corner of the room and couldn't get up for a moment.

"Fine, you dare to lay a hand on me!" Murong Wei stared at Ling Bi'er on the ground, his eyes filled with cruelty.
"My interest in the women I've played with is in torturing them to the point of wishing they were dead. I was planning to play with you a few more times, but since you've chosen to die, don't blame me." With a slap, several thugs entered and grabbed Ling Bi'er.

"Take her to the torture chamber," Murong Wei said with a sneer. "Torture such a stunning beauty; it'll be even more exciting."
The thugs roughly dragged Ling Bi'er into the torture chamber, where two thick iron chains with rings hung from the gloomy stone roof. Ling Bi'er stood on the ground, her arms outstretched, chained to the center of the torture chamber. Her long hair was disheveled, making her complexion appear even more delicate and fair against her snow-white gauze dress.

"Truly a rare beauty," Murong Wei nodded in admiration, "I can't help but want to ravage you, to see the pain on your face, to hear your groans and screams. However, I really want to know something from you—I've heard that Lin Bai's swordsmanship has a fatal flaw. If you tell me, I promise I won't hurt you. How about it?"

"You dare compare yourself to him?" Ling Bi'er smiled mockingly. "No matter how you torture me, I won't tell you."

"Is that so? Then let's try it." Murong Wei waved his hand, and a henchman took out a crocodile-skin whip soaking in a bucket of water and stood behind Ling Bi'er.

Murong Wei, on the other hand, sat in the armchair in front of Ling Bi'er, leisurely enjoying the sight of Ling Bi'er bound by chains.
Her eyes were slightly closed, but her expression was strong and unyielding, prepared to endure severe torture.

"Strike!" Murong Wei suddenly said viciously, "Let's see how long she can hold out."

The tough leather whip whistled through the air, mercilessly lashing Ling Bi'er's back. "Ah..." The pain exceeded Ling Bi'er's imagination; her body jerked forward, and an uncontrollable scream escaped her lips.
Murong Wei smiled triumphantly.

The second lash.

This time, Ling Bi'er didn't cry out. She knew Murong Wei wanted to see her scream and struggle; she couldn't let him have his way. She gritted her teeth desperately, minimizing even the slightest struggle, trying her best not to show her pain.

The fifth lash.

Ling Bi'er still didn't cry out, but her head was already shaking uncontrollably in pain, her long hair swaying from side to side. Her lips were bleeding from being bitten, but she remained resolutely silent.

The twelfth lash.

The whip marks began to overlap and crack, and blood slowly seeped and spread through her white gauze dress, visible even to Murong Wei sitting in front of her. "Just confess, I don't want to beat you to death yet," Murong Wei said.
Ling Bi'er remained silent. Only the cruel cracking of the whip echoed in the torture chamber.

The seventeenth lash.

Ling Bi'er began to cough slightly, blood trickling from the corners of her pale mouth. The violent lashes of the whip aggravated her barely healed internal injuries, and her arms rattled with the chains.

The twentieth lash.

Ling Bi'er's head drooped limply, and suppressed groans escaped her lips intermittently. Her back was now a blood-red stain, the once snow-white gauze dress now unrecognizable.
Murong Wei grabbed Ling Bi'er's long hair, lifting her face upwards. Pain covered her exquisite face in sweat, a pitiful sight that Murong Wei found quite amusing.

"You're very strong," Murong Wei said with a smile. "I knew it when I slapped you three times a few days ago. You have an unparalleled tolerance for torture. Therefore, I will make good use of you. Will you talk or not?"
"No... I won't talk," Ling Bi'er managed to utter these two words. *Crack*—another lash came down hard.

"Ah..." Murong Wei gripped Ling Bi'er's hair tightly, preventing her from even instinctively flinching. She could only endure the brutal torture, the misery of which was beyond description.

The whip continued to fall, and with each lash, a mouthful of blood gushed from Ling Bi'er's mouth. Finally, she convulsed violently and fainted.

"Splash sand," Murong Wei said fiercely. "I don't believe I can't cure this girl."

A bucket of sand was splashed onto Ling Bi'er's bloodied back, and the excruciating pain woke her up.
"Ah..." A shrill scream finally rang out.

The thirty-first lash.

The sand was driven deep into her flesh, and this time Ling Bi'er could no longer endure it. She struggled desperately, letting out pitiful groans. "Ah...ya..."

The thirty-second lash.

"Ah...ah..." Amidst the clanking of the chains, Ling Bi'er's body trembled violently, her consciousness gradually blurring. "No...don't..."

"Then will you confess or not?" Murong Wei sat in his armchair, legs crossed, asking with interest.
"No, no...confess." Ling Bi'er's voice was already blurred, but those words were not wrong.

The thirty-third lash.

The forty-fifth lash.

The fifty-second lash.

...Ling Bi'er once again fell into a deep coma.

A bucket of water was poured over her head, and Ling Bi'er trembled, plunging back into endless pain.

Murong Wei held her chin in his hand, carefully examining her pale, exquisite face beneath her wet black hair, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

A thug brought over a bowl of ginseng soup, pried open Ling Bi'er's small mouth, and poured it down her throat.

Ling Bi'er choked and coughed violently, blood gushing from her mouth again. But after the ginseng soup specially prepared by the Debauchery Manor, her spirits did gradually improve, but the pain in her wounds became even more pronounced.

"Let her rest, we'll interrogate her again tomorrow." Murong Wei walked to Ling Bi'er's bloodied back, rinsed away the sand mixed with the blood and flesh with water, tore open the remaining gauze, and then applied a white powder to Ling Bi'er's wounds.

"Ah..." Ling Bi'er trembled violently again, the burning pain making her wish she could faint again.
"This is the manor's secret medicine, Wuji Powder, guaranteed to heal your wounds by tomorrow. But to prevent you from scratching and damaging them, you'll have to endure being chained like this all night." Murong Wei roughly pinched Ling Bi'er's flawless nipple and left triumphantly. Poor Ling Bi'er was left struggling in agony within the chains.

The Wuji Powder was indeed effective; after several hours, the wounds on Ling Bi'er's back began to heal slowly, and the excruciating pain gradually subsided. However, the pain in her chained arms intensified, like being thrown into a millstone, being slowly ground and simmered, leaving the tormented Ling Bi'er unable to live or die.

After a full day of torture, Ling Bi'er was exhausted, and even amidst the agony of being suspended, she drifted off to sleep.

Suddenly, the door to the torture chamber opened. Ling Bi'er awoke with a start, only to see seven or eight men who looked like thugs enter, staring at her lecherously. Several men rushed towards her, but were stopped by one of them.

"Such a good woman, everyone should have a share. We'll draw lots to determine the order, and no one can renege!" the leader shouted.

"Listen to Boss Lu! But Qi Dabang has to be last!" the crowd clamored.

"Why am I last again?" a thin man complained. Boss

Lu patted him on the shoulder, "Dabang, this is your fault. Eight out of ten women you've been with have been raped to death. How are we supposed to have fun?" He turned to the crowd and said, "Have you decided on the order?"

"Of course, Boss Lu goes first." The crowd laughed, "Let's try something else first."

"I won't be polite." Boss Lu walked up to Ling Bi'er, ripped off the clothes that barely covered her chest, and grabbed her breasts hard, kneading them forcefully.

Ling Bi'er didn't scream, but just closed her eyes in pain. The dirty, lewd hand touched her vulva, and suddenly a sharp pain shot through her as she was brutally penetrated.

Lu Laoda moved with gusto, taking turns biting Ling Bi'er's breasts. Ling Bi'er's body remained upright, making Lu Laoda's thrusting difficult.

Lu Laoda then pulled out his penis, directing the others to operate the mechanism, shortening the chains and suspending Ling Bi'er in mid-air, positioning her vulva at the perfect height for his thrusts. Ling Bi'er groaned softly, her arms feeling as if they were being torn apart. However, this was only the beginning of the suffering.

Lu Laoda thrust in again, this time with even greater frenzy. The other thugs groped her haphazardly.
Waves of pain surged from her lower body, from her breasts, and even from her anus. Ling Bi'er's suspended body swayed helplessly with the onslaught, unable to escape her tragic fate.

Finally, Lu Laoda ejaculated with satisfaction, releasing his teeth that had been tightly gripping Ling Bi'er's nipples. Ling Bi'er had barely caught her breath when another, even larger penis was thrust into her. The thick shaft relentlessly pounded in and out of her body, tearing her delicate vulva, causing drops of blood to trickle out.

Another thug, unable to restrain himself, circled behind Ling Bi'er, wrapped his arms around her breasts, and pressed his penis against her anus.

With each thrust of the first man, it slowly penetrated, then plunged in completely.

"Ah…" Ling Bi'er finally screamed in agony, the pain from the double assault of the two penises far surpassing that of when Murong Wei deflowered her.

Her beautiful naked body was covered in the marks of the men's brutality, the chains rattling loudly with each violent thrust.

"Tell us Lin Bai's weaknesses," Boss Lu said coldly.

Ling Bi'er remained silent, only able to groan and scream in pain.

The fourth, the fifth… Ling Bi'er bit her lip, stubbornly enduring. In the excruciating pain, she struggled against the urge to succumb. For the sake of her beloved, she had to endure all the torment.

It seemed like an endless torture; each man ejaculated multiple times, torturing Ling Bi'er to the point of near death.

She had lost count of how many times she had fainted and awoke, each time only to find one or even several men still raping and humiliating her, like a nightmare from which she could not escape. Semen and blood mingled, flowing down Ling Bi'er's long, slender legs, pooling on the ground.

"Now it's my turn!" a voice filled with hunger and restlessness asked.

"You're all alone, Big Stick." The men chuckled wearily, finally giving Ling Bi'er's ravaged vulva a moment of respite.

In her semi-conscious state, Ling Bi'er vaguely saw a tall, thin man approach, then the chains binding her were loosened, and she collapsed helplessly to the ground. Although her wrists were still locked, she could finally lie on the ground to relieve herself.

The man, without a shred of pity, grabbed Ling Bi'er's hair, lifting her upper body up. He forcefully pulled out his penis, pried open her cherry-like mouth, and quickly shoved it inside.

"Mmm..." Qi Dabang's penis was so thick and long that Ling Bi'er felt as if her lips were being torn apart. The man's foul-smelling penis filled her entire mouth and was still trying to explore her throat. Ling Bi'er couldn't even groan; she could only painfully shake her head, trying to spit out the foreign object in her mouth. However, Qi Dabang skillfully pressed down on her head, thrusting back and forth for a long time before releasing Ling Bi'er, cursing bitterly, "This little girl looks good, but her oral skills are terrible."

"Her lower body, especially her back, is very tight," someone interjected.

Qi Dabang grinned lewdly, forcibly turning Ling Bi'er's crawling body over. Her beautiful naked body trembled slightly, bearing the marks of abuse.

Ling Bi'er closed her eyes, unable to bear looking at the unusually large penis about to penetrate her body.

Qi Dabang grabbed Ling Bi'er's legs, pressed his penis against her swollen and bleeding vulva, took a deep breath, and thrust it in violently.

"Ah...ah..." Ling Bi'er felt as if a torch had been shoved into her lower body, and the painful and burning sensation continued to penetrate deeper. She struggled in agony and futilely, sweat and tears streaming down her face.
Her lower body felt as if it had been sawed open, blood flowing from her torn vagina, the unbearable pain causing her to faint again.

Cold water was poured over her, and Ling Bi'er fell back into the abyss of pain. To her despair, despite the extreme pain, Qi Dabang's penis still hadn't reached its end. Perhaps afraid of raping her to death, Qi Dabang only went in a little further each time he thrust, but this was enough to make Ling Bi'er suffer excruciating pain.

Knowing he was the last one, Qi Dabang used Ling Bi'er's body even more recklessly.
After ejaculating inside Ling Bi'er's vagina, he turned her body over, grabbed her slender waist with both hands, and forcefully inserted his penis into her anus.

"Ah...ya...ya..." Ling Bi'er's voice was hoarse, struggling weakly in excruciating pain, but she was already on the verge of death. Her head drooped limply, only her long hair fluttering back and forth with Qi Dabang's thrusts, a pitiful sight.

Qi Dabang's thick penis was already inserted to the hilt, he was panting heavily, his movements
becoming even more brutal and savage. With each thrust, blood seeped out, eventually staining the entire penis red.

When Qi Dabang finally released her, satisfied, Ling Bi'er had already been unconscious for some time.

Boss Lu reached out and checked Ling Bi'er's breath, nodding and saying, "The Master's eyesight is truly accurate. This little girl looks delicate, but her endurance for torture is really strong. Any other woman would have died several times over." He took out a pill and forced it down Ling Bi'er's throat, then applied Wuji Powder to her horribly ravaged lower body, before leading the group out of the torture chamber.

The intense pain from the Wuji Powder caused Ling Bi'er, still unconscious, to twitch a few times, but she didn't wake up.
"Lin Bai, Lin Bai..." Her tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and Ling Bi'er murmured the name even in her delirium.

Two days later, Ling Bi'er saw Murong Wei again. During those two days, Ling Bi'er had been in a daze with a high fever. Fortunately, the medical skills of the Lustful Manor were superb; not only was her illness cured, but even the marks of whipping and rape on her body disappeared completely. Therefore, in Murong Wei's eyes, Ling Bi'er, apart from being slightly haggard, was still as beautiful and otherworldly as ever.

"Your Young Master Lin isn't far from here now," Murong Wei said with a sinister smile, pinching Ling Bi'er's chin.

"I knew he would come to save me," Ling Bi'er said, turning her head away in disgust. Because she was tightly bound to the rack in a cross shape, she had no way to escape Murong Wei's filthy hands.

"It seems a duel with him is inevitable, so I'm more eager than ever to know the weaknesses in his martial arts." Murong Wei's tone suddenly turned fierce. "Are you going to tell me or not? I have many new tricks up my sleeve that you haven't tried yet."

"Unless you kill me, I will wait for him to come and save me." Ling Bi'er's beautiful eyes stared firmly at Murong Wei.

"Alright, let's try it." Murong Wei coldly ordered the thugs around him, "Use the Five Elements Punishment."
"Which one first?" a thug asked for instructions.

Murong Wei reached out and tore open Ling Bi'er's clothes, revealing her flawless breasts, and kneaded them vigorously. Her snow-white and tender breasts changed shape under his forceful assault. Ling Bi'er closed her eyes in pain, remaining silent.

"Golden Punishment," Murong Wei said, "Give her breasts a good beating."

"Yes." A thug brought over a tray containing two thin steel needles.

Murong Wei personally took out a steel needle, teasing Ling Bi'er's nipple with one hand while slowly inserting the needle into her nipple hole with the other.

"Ah..." Ling Bi'er let out a miserable groan, her body trembling uncontrollably despite being tightly bound by ropes, causing her breasts to heave and sway.

Murong Wei grasped the other breast and carefully and slowly inserted another steel needle into the nipple hole.
Releasing his hand, Murong Wei smiled as he watched Ling Bi'er struggle. Half of both steel needles were still sticking out, trembling violently. Fresh blood flowed down her snow-white breasts.

"Well, will you confess or not?" Murong Wei pinched Ling Bi'er's chin and asked with a smile.

"He... will come to save me." Ling Bi'er was in so much pain that cold sweat poured down her face as she forced out these words.
"Wooden torture." Murong Wei said coldly.

The henchmen brought out a torture device, a wooden nipple cangue, and fastened it to Ling Bi'er's trembling breasts.
"Retighten!" Murong Wei commanded, and the thugs activated the mechanism on the breast cangue, tightening it abruptly.

"Ah..." Ling Bi'er screamed in agony again. Several spurts of blood gushed from the nipple holes where steel needles were inserted, splattering onto Murong Wei's clothes.

"Retighten again!" Murong Wei observed Ling Bi'er's agonizing expression and continued to give the order.

"Ah...ah..." Several more spurts of blood gushed out, and Ling Bi'er's head swayed from side to side as she gasped in pain.
This inhuman torture made her dizzy, but she did not truly faint.

Murong Wei wanted to remove the breast cangue again, but seeing that Ling Bi'er's breasts were already mangled beyond recognition, he couldn't bear to ruin such a beautiful woman. So he ordered the breast cangue removed, grabbed a steel needle, and pulled it out sharply.
Blood spurted out, Ling Bi'er's body convulsed violently, and she screamed in agony again.

Another steel needle was pulled out.

"Ah..." Ling Bi'er only managed this one cry before collapsing limply onto the rack, her body drenched in cold sweat as if pulled from water, too weak even to open her eyes. Blood continued to gush from her two nipples.
Murong Wei glanced at the red-hot branding irons in the brazier, then reached out and picked one up. "I'll stop your bleeding, and leave you with a permanent mark. So you'll never forget everything here." With that, he forced the branding iron into Ling Bi'er's left breast.

The heat forced her back, and Ling Bi'er instinctively tried to pull away, but she couldn't move at all. She saw that this branding iron was specially made by the Debauchery Manor, shaped like a three-dimensional poppy flower, perfectly positioned to cover the breast of the woman being tortured, not only intensifying the pain but also leaving an indelible mark.

"So, are you going to talk or not?" Murong Wei asked slowly. "These cherry blossoms are the symbol of my sadomasochistic manor. From now on, you'll have one on each of your breasts, and everyone will know you're a sex slave of this manor. You won't be able to deny it. Your beloved Young Master Lin, whom you've been longing for day and night, will probably go soft before he even gets inside you after seeing this.
Haha!" The thugs laughed in agreement.

"You... shameless!" Ling Bi'er trembled with rage.

"Still being stubborn." Murong Wei grinned maliciously, pressing the branding iron hard against Ling Bi'er's bleeding left breast.
"Ah!" A puff of smoke rose, and Ling Bi'er struggled violently before her vision went black, finally fainting.

Murong Wei poured some scarlet powder from a bottle and smeared it on Ling Bi'er's brand, rubbing it vigorously.

"Ah..." The entire rack shook, and the intense pain woke Ling Bi'er.

"You..." She managed to utter this word, but then had no strength left to speak, only convulsing in agony.

"And there's still one breast left," Murong Wei said. "Are you going to confess or not?"

Ling Bi'er seemed not to hear him, only breathing heavily.

"Fine." Murong Wei, enraged, grabbed another branding iron and pressed it hard against Ling Bi'er's right breast.
"Confess or not?" The branding iron remained pressed against her breast, and Murong Wei stared at Ling Bi'er through the smoke, asking.

Ling Bi'er's hands clenched into fists in agony, her nails drawing blood from her palms. Despite enduring this inhuman torture, she never yielded. "Lin Bai..." In her excruciating pain, she kept calling out this name. She

was tortured until she passed out, then awakened by even stronger pain, then passed out again, then awakened again by pain...
Ling Bi'er endured purgatory-like torment. Finally, even Murong Wei was exhausted from the torture.

"Use water torture. We can rest now," Murong Wei ordered.

The thugs agreed and took Ling Bi'er off the rack, binding her arms behind her back and her legs together with ropes. Suddenly, they pulled her upside down, her long hair swaying on the ground.
A thug brought a large wooden tub, just enough to suspend Ling Bi'er's head inside. He then slowly poured water into the tub. Gradually, the water soaked Ling Bi'er's hair, submerged her eyes, nose, and lips… The choking and suffocation caused the beautiful, naked woman hanging upside down to struggle violently. "Ah…" Instinctively, Ling Bi'er arched her back, lifting her head above the water. However, before she could even take a breath, her upper body slumped limply back down, her head submerged again, splashing water everywhere. After a while, she struggled to arch her back again, only to slump limply once more. This repeated several times; Ling Bi'er struggled miserably in the agony of impending death.
Finally, Ling Bi'er lay still, having been tortured into a deep coma.

Murong Wei didn't want to torture Ling Bi'er to death, so he had the tub removed, but left Ling Bi'er hanging upside down. After a short while, water slowly flowed from her mouth and nose, and Ling Bi'er slowly awoke.

"Well, will you confess or not?" Murong Wei lashed out with his whip, leaving a horrifying bloody welt on Ling Bi'er's naked body.

Silence.

*Crack!* The sound of the whip striking flesh echoed, and the naked body, hanging upside down, swayed incessantly, blood slowly seeping from the wounds. But apart from pitiful groans, there were no words of surrender.

"Use earth torture!" Murong Wei shouted furiously.

The thugs used ropes to tie Ling Bi'er's hands behind her back and hung her upside down in the center of the torture chamber. Then they brought in several heavy city bricks.

Murong Wei walked over and played with Ling Bi'er's taut breasts, nodding.

A city brick was placed on Ling Bi'er's slightly sunken waist.

"Ah…" Ling Bi'er's head, which had been hanging low, jerked upwards suddenly, then immediately slumped down again. A trickle of blood welled up from the corner of her mouth, and her waist caved in deeply. The ropes creaked and groaned, tightly binding her limbs.
"Will you talk or not?" Murong Wei continued to greedily fondle Ling Bi'er's breasts, his other hand even caressing her vulva and anus.

Ling Bi'er slumped her head, sweat and blood dripping onto the ground. She remained silent.
"Release it again!" Another brick pressed down.

"Ah..." Ling Bi'er could barely utter a sound; her head jerked back, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
The ropes continued to creak horribly, drawing blood from her wrists and ankles. Ling Bi'er knew that if this continued, her waist would be crushed.

"Release...please, let me go..." Ling Bi'er cried out weakly.

Murong Wei stared at her in disbelief. "You're confessing?"

"Lin Bai's weakness is in his...right rib." Ling Bi'er spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.
Murong Wei ordered his men to remove the torture instruments, placed Ling Bi'er on the ground, and splashed her with cold water to wake her.

"Say what you just said again."

Ling Bi'er's lifeless eyes stared blankly ahead as she weakly said, "My right rib... Lin Bai's... I was injured there..."

Murong Wei smiled smugly, "I knew no one could withstand my Five Elements Torture." But he didn't see the mocking smile on Ling Bi'er's lips as she fainted.

"You bitch!" Murong Wei stormed into the dungeon, grabbed the fallen Ling Bi'er, and kicked her hard in the stomach.

Blood trickled from Ling Bi'er's lips, but she looked at Murong Wei fearlessly.

Murong Wei had lost an arm.

"It's a pity... he didn't kill you." Ling Bi'er gasped for breath, barely managing to speak, coughing up more blood.
"You dare lie to me! I'll make you wish you were dead!" Murong Wei said angrily. "Drag her to the racetrack!"
Several thugs came forward and tied Ling Bi'er's wrists together with ropes, dragging her all the way from the dungeon to the racetrack. The intense pain during the drag almost made Ling Bi'er faint again, but she was determined to die and forcefully suppressed her painful groans.

When they arrived at the racetrack, Ling Bi'er was deathly pale, covered in cold sweat, and too weak to move. A long trail of blood was left behind her.

"Strip her of her clothes," Murong Wei said coldly. Her

blood-stained clothes were stripped off, and a gust of cold wind made Ling Bi'er

's naked body tremble uncontrollably, blood still flowing from her wounds. The thugs led over a tall steed and stopped it in front of Ling Bi'er.

"Tie her up," Murong Wei ordered.

The thugs tied ropes to Ling Bi'er's limbs and bound her face up to the steed's belly. The steed's penis, as thick as a fifth leg, was aimed directly at Ling Bi'er's vulva.

Only then did Ling Bi'er realize the brutal torture she was about to endure. Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, she cried out, "Murong Wei, torturing a woman like this is utterly inhuman!" "

This is the fate of any woman who dares to deceive me," Murong Wei said coldly.

A thug mounted the horse and lashed its rump with a whip. The horse, in pain, galloped rapidly along the racetrack.

As it ran, the steed's penis slowly penetrated Ling Bi'er's vulva. The size of the steed's penis was incomparable to that of a human, and even after only a small incision, Ling Bi'er screamed in agony. But with the rider's whip, the speed increased, and the penis penetrated deeper and deeper, tearing Ling Bi'er's vulva apart. Blood gushed from her lower body, and her screams grew increasingly frantic and desperate.
The horse galloped on, leaving drops of blood on the racetrack. A full lap.

Ling Bi'er's voice was completely hoarse; she couldn't utter a sound. She had died and been reborn several times in the excruciating jolting, until finally losing all feeling. She was unaware of another insidious scheme orchestrated by Murong Wei.

"I wish I were dead." This was Ling Bi'er's first thought when she awoke from the darkness.

Was this heaven? In a magnificent, golden room, she lay on a soft, wide bed, covered with a snow-white blanket. Ling Bi'er tried to sit up, but she had no strength; her throat burned with pain.
Footsteps drew closer. With a bang, the door was flung open, and a handsome young man rushed in.

"Ah… Lin Bai!" Ling Bi'er cried out, but her voice was barely a whisper.

Lin Bai looked at her, but his gaze was crazed and icy. "So you were here." He sneered, but didn't come over.

"Lin Bai..." Ling Bi'er cried out with all her might, struggling to sit up, but she rolled over and fell off the bed.

Her naked body was exposed, with two scarlet poppy flowers on her breasts.

Those two scarlet flowers made Lin Bai's eyes redden. "Don't play the victim with me." He suddenly rushed over, pressed Ling Bi'er down on the ground, and slapped her across the face.

"You..." Ling Bi'er's head was knocked to the side by the slap, and before she could recover, Lin Bai's slaps were already hitting her face repeatedly, making Ling Bi'er sway from side to side. "You bitch!" Lin Bai cursed painfully as he slapped her, "You actually became Murong Wei's sex slave!"

He didn't stop until he had slapped her about twenty times, and the blood flowing from Ling Bi'er's mouth stained his palms.
"Listen to me..." Ling Bi'er couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her face. At this moment, the pain in her heart was far greater than when she was being tortured.

"When I first heard Miss Wu Qing say that you and Murong Wei were being intimate, I couldn't believe it. But I asked around the manor all the way here, and everyone said you'd become Murong Wei's favorite concubine, so I was skeptical. And now, I see you sleeping naked in Murong Wei's bedroom, and on your chest... there's the manor's insignia again. How can you explain this?

I was afraid you'd be tortured, but now you have no marks on your body, and you're even more languid than before. You shameless woman, I really misjudged you!" Lin Bai said, suddenly throwing himself at Ling Bi'er. "Since you're a shameless woman who sleeps with anyone, why should I still admire and respect you like before?"
He frantically tore at his clothes, thrusting his penis into Ling Bi'er's vagina.

Lin Bai moved violently, his hands mercilessly kneading Ling Bi'er's breasts. Ling Bi'er, however, seemed numb, like a wooden doll, letting Lin Bai do as he pleased. There was no screaming, no tears.

"I'm useless, I'm useless!" Lin Bai suddenly pulled out of Ling Bi'er's body, crying out in anguish.
Ling Bi'er didn't need to look to know that Lin Bai's penis was only half the size of an average man's. Ling Bi'er

gently pushed Lin Bai away, struggling to stand up against the wall. With the movement, a sharp pain shot through her chest, and a mouthful of blood welled up. She covered her mouth with her hand and coughed lightly a few times, managing to take a step forward before finally stumbling and falling to the ground.

"Where are you going?" Lin Bai asked in alarm.

"As long as I'm not with you," Ling Bi'er said hoarsely.

Several days later, Ling Bi'er became a nun in a nunnery, never seeing any man again for the rest of her life.

Lin Bai, seven years after destroying the Lustful Manor, married Wu Qing. His fate afterward remains unknown.

[The End]

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