The Weeping Lily

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The Major Crimes Unit received a case: Bai Shi, a nationally renowned young gynecologist, was poisoned to death
at home by his own sister. Deputy Team Leader Wang Qian led officers to arrest the suspect, Bai He, and conducted a surprise interrogation that evening
.
Wang Qian, along with officers Gao Rong and Sun Feifei, interrogated Bai He. However, the strange woman before them filled the
three policewomen with immense sorrow and fear…
My name is Bai He, a very rustic name.
My master doesn't like "Bai He," so he calls me "Lily." I love this new name, even though it's
just a homonym and a different character from my original name, because it was given to me by my master.
My master used to be my half-brother, but now our relationship is only that of "master and slave."
Last night, I received my master's sacred gift, naked and snow-white.
I was completely naked, yet some parts gleamed with a metallic sheen. My master was kneeling
before the bed, carefully applying ointment to my already wet, lustful lips.
The cooling ointment slightly suppressed my burning desire and the wetness between my legs. I bit my lower lip, my eyes glazed over as I stared at the ceiling, my mind filled with shameful yet pleasurable thoughts, and my body 　　trembled
involuntarily . 　　 My master slapped me hard across the vulva with his large hand, the instant pain and pleasure 　　rushing into my brain, and I cried out, "Ah!" 　　 "Don't move!" my authoritative master commanded. 　　 "Mmm..." My humble reply was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. 　　 "I'm going to put the seventh ring on your little cunt now. This ring is platinum; the original six were all 　　gold." My master's voice was low, yet very authoritative. My heart began to race, not out of fear 　　, but out of a blissful anticipation. 　　 My body was probably too undignified to be seen by anyone now. My once normal female body was 　　utterly transformed by my destined nemesis, my master : 　　 all my body hair, including head hair, eyebrows, pubic hair, armpit hair, and even body hair 　　, was completely removed after being treated with chemicals by my master (I am now a complete "white tiger," without a single hair on my body, 　　yet my master doesn't treat me like a tiger but like a dog—no, something even more despicable than a dog). 　　 My already full breasts, after being injected with all sorts of random chemicals by my master, turned into 　　two enormous, snow-white winter melons! Strangely, they remained erect. 　　The nipples on my breasts—no, they should be called winter melons—became as thick and long as half an index finger, and most importantly, my two nipples are now 　　as sensitive as my "little penis." 　　 My pelvis was already wide, so my buttocks were large, but my master often made me wear very tight 　　corsets, which made my waist even thinner and further accentuated the roundness and size of my buttocks. 　　 My vagina was frequently visited by syringe needles, resulting in significant changes: my labia majora 　　were perpetually swollen, while my labia minora, overshadowed by the major ones, became elongated and purplish. My vagina, which had previously 　　been unable to close completely, was later altered by some medication from my master's hospital, which not only closed it but also made 　　it extremely tight. Therefore, every penetration by my master brought me "pain and pleasure." 　　 My master adorned my body with numerous metal ornaments, primarily gold rings. In the past two years, my master 　　has made a fortune using his medical advancements, some of which have even been published in American medical journals, making him 　　a wealthy man. 　　 Childhood memories of my master evoked a complex mix of love and hate. My birth mother, who was also my master's stepmother, 　　treated him very poorly after our father's death, and she developed a gambling addiction. A woman addicted to gambling 　　is far more dangerous than a man. She eventually gambled away all her money, was raped by the underworld 　　, and sold off; she is presumably dead by now, as she already had a severe case of syphilis at that time. 　　 My master was only 15 years old, and I was only 13. We relied on each other for 　　eight years. During this time, the pressure of life increased, and my master often lost his temper for no reason, but he still stubbornly 　　earned our living and education expenses on his own. The hardships and humiliations he endured are something you 　　can never understand. 　　 I had already fallen deeply in love with my master, even though I knew it was morally unacceptable. 　　 I tried to seduce him, but he never took the plunge. So I thought of many 　　ways: I wasn't ugly, so after showering, I would walk around our little room in my underwear, and I would leave 　　the toilet door open. 　　 Finally, my master fucked me. Unfortunately, he ejaculated inside me as soon as his penis broke my hymen, but luckily 　　it was a safe period. 　　 Hahaha... Am I so shameless? I seduced my brother, let him fuck me! Let him do me! I even felt 　　so good... 　　 But let's get back to the point. Later we started looking for thrills, and then we saw SM online, and by then 　　the master was already somewhat famous. The master pierced my nipples and vagina with several rings, and 　　shaved off all my hair... Oh right, I've already told you all this. Do you want to see? I took off my clothes? Is it okay if I take them off here? 　　 You can't not see... It's a pity if you don't see... You can only see my bald head and the 　　rings on my eyebrows and nose. 　　 Yesterday, the master put the last ring on my penis, and then told me he had 　　M5 leukemia... I cried and cried... The master yelled at me: "What are you crying for! Go! Stick your stinky ass 　　out! I'm going to shove your asshole today!" 　　 The master's big penis shoved into my asshole all at once, and then he kept thrusting and thrusting. I 　　cried, half out of heartache, and half out of pain in my asshole. Later, my master penetrated my front and mouth, and then ejaculated 　　into my vagina. It was so hot… 　　 Later, I lay on the bed with my master, and he said, “Lily, kill me.” 　　 I said, “No! Master!” 　　 My master said, “I don’t want to die in the hospital. I want to die in your arms. I want to die in the arms of my dearest person 　　.”

I kept crying, but couldn't speak. My master took a medicine bottle from the drawer and handed it to me, saying, "Lily,
grind this medicine into powder, mix it into the eggs, and fry some eggs for me."
I cried as I fried eggs for my master, tears falling into the pan. My master ate while praising me, "My
little sister Lily's fried eggs are the best, much better than those raw seafood outside." I still cried.
My master lay on my lap, his face growing increasingly pale. We didn't speak, we cried silently together.
Half an hour passed... half an hour... half an hour...
my master, my master died...
I hugged my master, hugged him, and put my long nipple into his mouth. Poor thing,
a child who had never had a mother since childhood... But my master would never suckle my nipple again...
I wanted to die too, but, but I couldn't bear to leave my master! My poor master! He got
this disease at such a young age! God, you are unjust! You are unjust!
Later, Wang Qian and the others left the interrogation room with mixed feelings. The pitiful, pathetic woman inside
was still wailing, her cries heart-wrenching. Wang Qian saw that young Gao Rong and Sun Feifei were also crying, crying very hard
, and she felt bitter tears welling up in her own eyes.
Some time later, the doctor's examination results for Bai He came back: Bai He had mild
symptoms of mental illness, and she was pregnant!
Wang Qian walked briskly towards Nancheng Prison, secretly happy for Bai He. Suddenly, her phone rang: "Hello
."
"What? Bai He committed suicide in prison!"
[The End
]

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