Secret Garden 1-15

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(I) The Poor Little One

She agreed, and I excitedly hung up the phone. My name is Li Yuanhong, and I'm the head of the planning department at a company. I
just took on a hot potato. The company and a foreign company are going to hold a human body art exhibition, and I'm in charge of the
on-site planning. Most of it is done, except for one thing: the company wants to use
real people instead of mannequins for the on-site mummy specimens. But we only have one day off from the stage. Where am I going to find models? I made several calls, but
the other party ask when they heard that I would be tied up like a dumpling in front of so many people and held in place for several hours. They refused to even allow people to drink water or
use the restroom , so I was desperate. I remembered a
girl named Meng Shiwen who had applied for a secretary position a few days ago. She was a beautiful woman and the position she applied for happened to be my secretary position. However, she was only 19 years old and still a student. She
only wanted to do part-time work, so she was rejected. Looking at her resume, I saw that she was 1.7 meters tall and a typical long-legged beauty.
She had worked as a cover model in high school and had an absolutely stunning figure. I immediately called her and told her that if she
agreed I could make an exception and hire her. Unexpectedly, she agreed without even hesitating.

The exhibition was packed with people. Xiaowen appeared on the stage in a provocative, tight-fitting latex bodysuit, immediately
drawing applause from the audience. She was shy and didn't speak, only waiting for the host to finish his introduction before lying down on the
prepared worktable. Then, four staff members in white coats came up. Actually, there was a
slight mishap here; because they ran out of bandages, the prop master had to use a waterproof white duct tape instead. This tape
was very sticky, not breathable, and very strong, but there was no other way. I was afraid she would be hesitant, so I didn't tell her. I
watched her performance from the side of the stage. They first wrapped her hands and arms with the tape… After
binding , they crossed her arms in front of her chest and tightly bound her legs. Then, they used duct tape
to wrap around her from her feet upwards. The supervisor had instructed them to bind it as tightly as possible to achieve the desired effect and
accentuate Xiaowen seemed oblivious to this. As I approached, I heard Xiaowen occasionally whispering
to the staff, "I can't take it anymore, please loosen it a little, I can't breathe, it's too tight." But the
men seemed to get even more excited, binding her even more tightly until Xiaowen began to struggle. After her body was bound,
one of the men gave Xiaowen a glass of water and forced himself on her regardless of her wishes. They forced the medicine down her throat, then gagged Xiaowen with a gag.
Unaware of this, she shook her head, tears streaming from her eyes. The people around her seemed unconcerned, taping her eyes shut
with duct tape and her mouth shut with a larger piece. They then
wrapped her head twice with bandages, including her nose. Although they used regular bandages, Xiaowen could breathe, though it would be difficult
. They then wrapped her head again with duct tape, again very tightly, but they didn't wrap her nose, otherwise she
wouldn't be able to breathe. This was shown on the big screen, causing a commotion in the audience, with screams erupting intermittently. However, this was all
something I had anticipated, explaining... Their goal was achieved, and the final restraints began. The staff applied super glue to Xiaowen's already
wrapped body, covering her entire body except for her nose. Then, they used
bandages to wrap her up tightly, layer by layer. Just as it was almost finished, Xiaowen began to struggle. The audience, however, thought
it was part of the performance and applauded. Xiaowen struggled quite fiercely, so two more
men came up and forcefully held her down until the wrapping was complete. Finally, the staff lifted Xiaowen into a specially prepared,
semi-transparent glass coffin. Inside the coffin were discreetly placed transparent plastic ropes, one at each of Xiaowen's neck,
waist, and ankles. As soon as Xiaowen was placed in the coffin, before she could even struggle, the staff
tightened all the straps around her knees. Then they wrapped the straps with tape so they wouldn't be visible.
Poor Xiaowen could only wriggle her body slightly as she struggled, but my purpose was to make her move, otherwise it would
n't be interesting. I had to let the people watching up close know that this was a living person in order to achieve the boss's goal.
So I put a very small amount of aphrodisiac and diuretic in that glass of water. My purpose was to make Xiaowen feel pain and despair
while simultaneously arousing her. After doing all this, the scene became lively because you only had to pay 50 yuan to watch
Xiaowen up close. There was a sign next to Xiaowen's coffin: Live performance, no touching allowed, stay for no more than 30
seconds. Many visitors, mostly women, couldn't resist touching Xiaowen. Actually, that was our
goal ; the sign said it was for display, so why not? It's like a coffin without a lid, and the staff wouldn't stop us. Meanwhile, I
watched Xiaowen's desperate performance, her body twitching intermittently. I checked the time; there were still
several hours until the exhibition ended. I smiled, turned, and left, preparing to sign the contract with Xiaowen. I thought, "Little beauty, this is just the beginning
; enjoy it!"

After finishing my work, the boss happily told me something: the performance was a great success, with on-site revenue more than double the expected
income . They also signed many orders for adult products, mostly for erotic costumes and props. Although
the company operates in many sectors, from import/export and transportation to street food, including clothing, retail
, and catering, adult entertainment is a new venture, and such results are excellent. The boss decided to...? Two German
adult entertainment companies partnered to open a new company, and I was appointed as the deputy general manager and administrative supervisor. Since
the boss didn't trust the general manager, I was essentially acting as an inspector sent by the boss. Of course, I immediately
told the boss that my personal assistant and secretary, Yue Xiaoting, had to come with me. I also asked the boss for the girl's services; he gave me a
sly smile and agreed, only telling me not to overstep any boundaries. After finishing the handover of work and items at the company, I checked my watch—it was
already 4 PM. The exhibition was almost over. I drove to the site, and it was almost 5 PM by then. The exhibition had ended, and people
were leaving. By the time the site was cleared, it was 5:30 PM. The staff were tidying up, but no one paid attention to
Xiaowen in the coffin. It had been almost seven hours since she was wrapped and placed in the coffin. My assistant, Xiaoting, who was
also the on-site supervisor for this exhibition, came out from backstage. She was wearing a
striking red, tight-fitting bodysuit. She said, "How..." "Why did you just get back? I wouldn't have dared to untie her without you. I was really afraid something
might have happened if you hadn't come back." As she spoke, she had someone untie the plastic straps binding Xiaowen and carry her to
the prop room backstage. I went in with her. There were two female staff members inside, plus Xiaoting and Xiaowen; I was the only
man made me feel a little uncomfortable. The two women used scissors to cut the tape and bandages, but they were so tight and the tape was stuck on
so firmly that even with my help, it took a lot of effort to finally remove the tape and bandages binding Xiaowen.
I noticed that Xiaowen was crying even though her eyes were closed. Afraid she would cause a scene, I asked two female workers to leave first, leaving
only Xiaoting and me with her. I removed the gag from Xiaowen, and she slowly opened her eyes without struggling or
moving. I figured she was too weak to do anything. Xiaoting and I took off her latex suit together.
Surprisingly she was wearing latex underwear and a bra underneath. She barely had the strength to speak, only saying to Xiaoting:
"Sister, please help me take it out, I can't hold it anymore." Xiaoting said, "No, you ca
n't. You've been holding it in for so long, just hold it a little longer, it's okay. Besides, it won't come out even if you can't hold it in, just relax." Xiaowen
nodded . Xiaoting gave her some sugar water because she was sweating a lot. Tingzi whispered to her
that there was no toilet here, so she would drive her home later and let her take it out herself. I understood that Xiaoting wanted to pee and
had been holding it in for a long time. I didn't delay, let Xiaowen get dressed and rest for a while, then
drove her . In the car... Tingzi kept urging Xiaowen to drink more water. Whether Xiaowen was thirsty or simply unable to refuse,
she downed two bottles of mineral water and a bottle of iced tea. After that, Tingzi ignored her, while Xiaowen could only squeeze her legs together,
her hands clasped between them, looking pained. Xiaowen lived in the south of the city, while the exhibition venue was in the suburbs, so the drive was quite
long . Finally, we arrived at the place Xiaowen had mentioned. I opened the car door and helped her out, while Tingzi fell asleep.
I asked if I should call her family to pick her up, but she said no. I watched her slowly walk into the alley, and for some reason, I
found myself following behind her. We arrived at an old-style residential area, filled with old-fashioned apartment buildings, some partially
underground. She walked to the end of a corridor in one of the buildings. The corridor was dark because it was almost 8 pm
and the sky was already dark. She reached a door and suddenly collapsed. I quickly helped her up; she
handed . I opened the door, groped around, and carried her to the bed. I closed the door and turned on the light. By then, she had
taken off her dress and thrown her backpack aside. She was only wearing the latex bra she had been wearing. Crying, she said, "Please help
me take it off, it's too tight, I don't have any strength left." Then the girl's face... Her underwear was as red as a tomato, and of course I did as she said.
Actually my penis was already quite erect, but I tried my best to suppress it. Her underwear was indeed very tight
, and it took me some effort to take it off. I saw that her genitals were pink, clearly indicating she was still a virgin, but they were very clean and had
a faint fragrance. It must have been Tingzi who cleaned her up during the preparation earlier that day. Then I noticed a small metal cap on her urethra
. I knew it was a urethral plug, and a medium-sized one at that. I immediately realized that it must have been
Tingzi who made it. She didn't close her legs but said, "Please take it out for me, please let me do it." "Anything is fine."
I gently took out a little bit but then gave up and pushed the plug back in. She cried out and looked at me with a
wanton gaze. I picked her up and held her in my arms. Her waist was only 2 feet 1 inch, her breasts weren't large but were firm, and her
full buttocks were round and perky. She felt my lower body getting hard and was breathing heavily from time to time. I knew this was
the effect of the aphrodisiac; just a little bit had such an effect. It was indeed a powerful type. I didn't want to take advantage of her vulnerability and just casually look around.
The room was small and simple, an old-fashioned one-bedroom apartment without a bathroom. I told her that if I took it out, she would lose control of her bladder
. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself. She nodded, and I asked her why she had plugged it up. Between breaths, she said, "
Miss Tingzi said she only asked me to fill in and wouldn't actually sign a contract, but I really need this job.
Then Miss Tingzi said you're very lewd and like to torture people, especially women who hold their urine, but you don't like incontinence.
So after cleaning my genitals, she inserted this into my urethra, saying she'd find a way to make you notice and then you
'd like it and hire me." I was shocked. Looking at her big eyes, high nose, and small,
alluring lips, I didn't know... Before I could say anything, I blurted out, "
How did it feel to be bound like a mummy and forced to hold it in for so long?" She looked at me shyly and said, "It was so painful and scary back then.
I couldn't see hear, or speak. I wanted to relieve myself, but I couldn't. My body was so constricted and it hurt so much; I couldn't even move my fingers. It was
terrifying. But now, for some reason, being bound and holding it in for so long feels like I'm enjoying it. It's ironic and
painfully enjoyable." Hearing her say that, whether it was from the drugs or not, I was very tempted. I didn't remove
the plug from her lower body; I just let her lie there in my arms, still holding it in. I told her to take good care of herself and that I had prepared the contract.
Someone would come tomorrow to take her measurements. She had to wear the designated work uniform—that's the rule—but
considering her recovery, I told her to rest first and report to the company in a week. Then I put her on the bed
and told her, "Take that plug out yourself. Take it out after I leave. I don't want to see you humiliated
. Goodbye." She nodded without speaking, but tears welled up again; her eyes were red. I stood
up and turned to leave. As I reached the door, I heard her say, "Wait." I turned back. There
was Xiaowen, lying on the bed with her legs tightly pressed together, struggling to sit up and kneeling on the bed, her hands between her legs. She bowed to me and said, "
Thank you ." I suppressed my wicked impulses, gave her a smile, and said, "Take good care
of yourself. Goodbye." Then I left and closed the door. Next, I heard a moan through the door, followed by
the sound of running water hitting the floor. I calmed myself and left. Back in my car, I saw Xiaoting was still asleep, so
I drove home.

The Secret Garden (Part Two): My Beloved Woman Forever Imprisoned

It was late when I drove back to my private apartment. I parked the car in the garage, opened the door
, and carried the still-sleeping Xiaoting out of the car. I gently placed her on the bed and sat down
beside her. She was my first love, completely obedient to me, even
knowing it was impossible, she would do it if I asked. She is the woman I love most, but she
will never marry me, even though I possess her heart and soul, but I cannot have her body. Whenever I
want to release my desires, I have to give up when I see the metal collar around her neck. It's an evil chastity belt
set, a metal collar? A metal corset? The corset and metallic panties were all
made , very light and thin yet extremely strong. The surface was covered with a shiny, smooth alloy with a platinum-like texture and
was seamlessly finished. But behind its glamorous exterior, the titanium alloy lining cruelly clung to her body,
so tightly it felt like it was embedded in her flesh. With every step Xiaoting took, every time she sat up, and even with every
breath, it would slowly tighten at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, until the wearer stopped moving.
Even breathing is impossible; she must remain absolutely still for it to finally stop. Not only that, but even her most basic physiological
needs are ruthlessly locked away. In the middle of the metal underwear is a tiny keyhole
connected to a metal anal plug inside her body. To excrete, a matching hollow metal key must be inserted into the keyhole, and then a
matching metal syringe inserted into the cross-shaped interface at the end of the key. An enema is used to dilute the excrement
, which is then drawn out with the syringe. In front of this is another keyhole the size of a pinhead, connecting a gourd
-shaped metal rod in Xiaoting's private parts to a similarly gourd-shaped metal urethral plug. Inside this keyhole is a metal plug
as thin . To urinate, a matching needle-sized key must be inserted into the keyhole,
connecting to the interface at the end of the metal plug, and then carefully rotated 101 times along the threads to remove it. However, the gourd-shaped
urethral plug remains in the urethra and does not penetrate deep into the bladder, so urination... It requires the user's own strength; otherwise, it will only
drip However, the urethral plug is hollow, containing a fine filter, so even with maximum effort
, urination will only result in a few drops. Cruelly, all parts of the genital area are absolutely sealed, making leakage
impossible. Therefore, during menstruation, the discharge cannot be expelled
and remains inside the vagina. The metal rod has an internal kinetic energy charging system, but charging is slow, and the micro
-battery capacity is small. Once fully charged, it activates the vibration chip. The metal rod is short but thick;
the slight discharge and strong vibration maximize stimulation of the woman's G-spot. Simultaneously, the anal plug also vibrates strongly, while the urethral
plug, though not vibrating, experiences a slight discharge. Under such stimulation, no woman can resist
such pleasure. However, the micro-battery capacity is small, so the stimulation lasts intermittently for no more than 5
minutes. This allows her to experience intense pleasure from electric shocks and vibrations, yet without any satisfaction. Just as she's about to reach
orgasm , the shocks abruptly stop. When the pleasure ceases, it's followed by
spasms and burning pain from the shocks and vibrations, along with the pain of retained secretions in
her vagina . Each time, she must clean her vagina.
A small, needle-sized metal key is connected to a tiny syringe, carefully inserted into the keyhole without turning the metal plug.
The syringe is forcefully filled with cleaning fluid, and a special self-regulating valve directs the fluid into the vagina. Then,
the syringe forcefully pulled out, but the syringe is empty because the metal plug is one-way. The self-regulating valve uses
suction to draw waste through the urethral plug into the bladder. Finally, the metal plug is removed, and the waste is expelled through urination. However, there's a perverse design
here : 30 minutes after the metal plug is removed... It must be reinstalled within minutes, otherwise the urethral
plug will automatically lock, and the self-control valve and anal plug in the private parts will also lock and cannot be opened again. Once
the metal plug is installed, it cannot be removed within two hours. Similarly, if it is accidentally rotated more than 101 times when removed,
it will be automatically considered reinstalled and cannot be removed within two hours. If
the metal plug or key is broken or damaged, it will automatically lock. Fortunately, the special titanium metal is very sturdy. However,
the filter element will eventually become clogged, just like a filter, but it cannot be replaced. When it is completely clogged, even if
the metal , urination will no longer be possible. Furthermore, if not a single drop is expelled between the removal and reinstallation of the metal plug,
the chip will consider it as a failure to excrete. Three consecutive failures to excrete will cause the urethral plug to automatically lock, and
the self-control valve and anal plug will also lock and will never be opened again. The filter element becoming clogged is only a
matter of time. Of course, with movement, the titanium alloy lining of the chastity belt will endlessly tighten, and to prevent Xiaoting
from being afraid of pain and avoiding movement in her sensitive areas, such as…? Her chest? Genitals? Inside her vagina? Urethral opening? Anus?
All were coated with a bacterial ointment, harmless to the body, but whenever she sweated or had vaginal
discharge, those areas would experience a burning sensation accompanied by excruciating itching, lasting for a long
time. As the bacteria multiplied, the duration would extend indefinitely. No living person could endure the itching
and burning sensation, so Xiaoting had to take many painkillers and pain relievers every day. Even so, death
was already waiting for her, because even if she wasn't strangled, she would die from the pain; even if she could endure the pain, she would
eventually suffocate. From the moment she put on this terrifying torture device a year ago, her death sentence was sealed. Only she knew best
how survived that year; every moment was torture. Only sleeping pills
allowed her to temporarily escape the pain in her dreams, but every time she woke up, she couldn't avoid facing that horrific reality.
When she put on that expensive and cold… When the magnificent yet cruel iron armor appeared, the game had already begun
and could not be stopped. Was this a game whose ending was known from the start? A game of time and willpower? A game of beauty and
death ? !

Secret Garden (Part 3) My Memories - Part 1

Xiao Ting, whose full name is Yue Xiao Ting, was my first love and the object of my heart. I
met . She transferred to this city and lived next door to me. We met by chance. Although
she was only a high school student at the time, her beauty still attracted me. Her eyes were not very big, but they were very charming. Her
eye sockets were deep and her pupils were bright, like the stars at midnight, which was mesmerizing. Her lips were thin and small, and she was sharp-tongued. When she
couldn't argue with me, she would pout her little mouth, and her nose would move along with it, which was very cute. Her straight and slender legs were so
alluring. Although she was only a high school sophomore at the time, she was very well developed. Her breasts were firm and full. With her
height of nearly 1.7 meters and her slender figure, no one would think that she was not yet
an adult , especially since she always wore a neck brace. She wore a very sexy silver choker, attracting
countless glances whenever she walked down the street. She said it was her mother's heirloom and her most cherished possession, so
the school made an exception and allowed her to wear it. However, she had far too many suitors. Although I liked her, I
only treated her like a younger sister because there were so many competitors, and besides, she was still a young girl, and I didn't want
people gossiping. But as time went on, feelings developed. At first, she would only occasionally come to my house to ask for help with her homework, then it gradually
increased to once every few days, and later we were practically inseparable. Let others say what they want; I just wanted her by my side.
That's how we established our relationship. But fate had other plans. Two years later, she graduated from high school, and I had to
look for work everywhere. Just then, Xiaoting's father had to go to Japan for work due to his company's arrangements, and...
She might never come back, so she had to go with me. I'll never forget
the last We hugged tightly, and I kissed her for the first time—it was my first kiss, and hers too. The taste was so
special, so intoxicating. In the simple bungalow I rented, I took her virginity. I went from a boy to
a man, and she went from my lover to my woman. But the first time might be the last. The next day, she went to Japan
with her father. I couldn't help but go to the airport to see her one last time. Seeing her
anxious face at the boarding gate, I cried. I knew she was waiting for me, waiting for me to appear, but I couldn't see her because I couldn't bear to see
her leave. Of course, I just couldn't bear to see her. It must be true, but there was nothing I could do. I was unemployed at the time, and
my parents had passed away within a year. My life had hit rock bottom. Even if I forced her to stay, what could I give her
? I couldn't even provide her with the most basic necessities. All I could do was hide in a corner and watch her until the very last moment when the plane was about to
take off. Urged on by her father, she walked into the boarding gate. I couldn't hold back anymore and rushed out.
I called her name and ran towards her like a madman. The airport security guards ruthlessly blocked me at the entrance, but I
don't know where the strength came from, I just managed to break through. At the last moment before she boarded, she heard my voice. She turned around
and looked at me with her eyes red from crying. With my last bit of strength, I shouted out those three words: "I love you." Then I watched her
being dragged onto the plane by her father, crying. I watched her plane take off, and I didn't want to leave until it disappeared from my sight . Two months later, I finally passed the interview and joined Shengshi Group, becoming a member of one of 　　the largest companies in Asia . Due to my outstanding performance, I was transferred to headquarters after seven months, mainly responsible for administrative discipline and internal management. A year ago, the boss, Jin Shijie, approached me. It turned out that he wanted to enter the adult entertainment industry. Among the company's senior management, I was the youngest, only 25 years old and unmarried, and one of the key talents the group was cultivating. Therefore, he thought I was the best candidate. He wanted me to go abroad to Japan, Switzerland, and Germany for a three-month investigation. I could only agree to go with two deputies assigned by the company. I planned the itinerary: Germany first, then Switzerland, and finally Japan. This way, going from far to near would save some travel time. The journey went smoothly. Our last stop was Japan for the investigation. We had plenty of time. After the investigation, we still had a week left. We decided to go to the tourist resort of Sapporo to relax . This decision changed my life afterward. If I hadn't gone to Hokkaido, or hadn't gone to the beach that night, I wouldn't have met her. Perhaps I shouldn't have saved her then. Letting her leave like that might have been the best ending. 　　It was dusk. After dinner, we were supposed to go to a hot spring, but the beautiful sunset attracted me. Our accommodation wasn't far from the beach, so I decided to take some photos as a memento, since I was going home the next day and wanted to leave some impression. I came to the beach alone; although it wasn't winter, Hokkaido was still quite cold. I set up my camera on the cliff by the shore to take pictures. The sky gradually darkened, and the sun had already set. I was about take a few more pictures and leave when a figure caught my eye. A woman was wearing only a thin white dress and walking barefoot on the sand. It was so cold; she wasn't afraid of the cold! I pointed my camera at her, and to my surprise, her back view was so familiar. It reminded me of someone I only saw in my dreams every day. Although her hair was long and flowing, not the short hair I remembered, it felt very similar. While I was still hesitating whether to go over, the girl stood on the beach for a while and then walked straight . Good heavens! Could she be trying to commit suicide? I quickly packed up my tripod and camera, grabbed my backpack and ran down into the sea. When I reached the shore, the girl was already submerged. As I stood there, bewildered, I felt my foot step on something. I looked down and saw a neck ring—a silver neck ring. Yes, it was her, absolutely her. I threw my backpack with the camera aside and rushed into the sea. My swimming skills are decent, but they felt futile against . I called her name, desperately searching in the water. Just as I was about to give up, I saw her. I swam towards her with all my might and grabbed her. At that moment, as if driven by the instinct for survival, she gripped me tightly. I didn't know what she was wearing; I just felt her body was slippery and difficult to hold onto. But I fought against the rising tide with all my might. Fortunately, some fishermen returning from fishing saw us. With their help, we finally escaped and reached the shore. We carried her to their car and took her to the hospital. On the way, I kept giving her CPR. After spitting out some water, she finally regained consciousness and started breathing again. A fisherman asked if we could remove the collar around her neck, as it seemed too tight and was affecting her breathing. That's when I noticed something was wrong. Using the dim light from the car headlights, I began to examine her body. Through her wet, translucent dress, I saw a metallic bodysuit connected to the collar. We were all stunned, having never seen anything like it before. We searched carefully, but there were almost no seams. I noticed the bodysuit was unusually tight, as if it were embedded in her body—it was so perfect. I wondered how she had gotten on. We almost exclaimed in unison, but how to remove it? We all fell silent. Then the girl woke up and coughed intermittently. I told her not to be afraid, that we had rescued her, and that we were taking her to the hospital. Upon hearing this, she began to struggle, shouting that she didn't want to go to the hospital, begging us not to take her. While the others were at a loss, I froze. That voice was so familiar; there was no mistake—it was me. I cried out, desperately hoping to hear her voice, " Xiaoting is that you? Is it really you?" She froze, choked back tears, and whispered, "Yuanhong, it really is you . Am I dreaming?" "It's not a dream, it's reality, it's not a dream," I said excitedly, hugging her tightly. We held each other for a long time, and everyone around us was stunned. She whispered in my ear not to go to the hospital. Only then did I come to my senses and let them take us back to my hotel. After helping Xiaoting into my room, I thanked them all. After seeing the fishermen off, I returned to my room and saw Xiaoting lying on the bed , trembling uncontrollably. I quickly took off her wet clothes, covered her with a blanket, and poured her a cup of hot water, but she only drank a few sips and refused to drink anymore. She asked me to hold her and told me that the garment was a chastity belt. Then, crying, told me that she had been tortured to the point of no return. I was chilled to the bone. This was clearly torture to death. I comforted her and asked her to slowly tell me what had happened in the past two years. It turned out that two years ago, Xiaoting's father was...

The company was poorly managed and acquired by a Japanese company. Since Xiaoting's mother passed away, her father had been
having an affair with one of his female assistants. After the acquisition, most employees resigned or were transferred because
they didn't want to be dependent on others. However, the woman stayed and was assigned to work at the Japanese headquarters. Therefore, Xiaoting
's father also stayed and went to Japan with her. However, the work pressure in Japan was extremely high, and Xiaoting's father
was frequently scolded by his superiors. Even more unexpectedly, less than six months later, the woman betrayed him and married a manager at the company.
The woman not only didn't find peace... She comforted him and demanded he sever ties with her. Xiaoting's father couldn't bear
it and fell seriously ill, forced to quit his job to recuperate. Soon after, news came from the hospital that he needed
a liver transplant, but the family had no savings to afford the medical expenses. Xiaoting had no choice but to work odd jobs, but
at only 17 years old, a recent high school graduate with no connections or education, she could only
supplement the family income. Seeing her father's health deteriorating, she desperately sought
employment as a hostess at a nightclub and also became a prostitute. Six months ago, a man named Matsui? Kazuo and a woman named Yuexia...
Yumi approached her, wanting her to be a test model for an adult toy company called Secret Garden,
offering her a large sum of money. In a moment of desperation, she agreed. She was then taken to the company's product development
center in Hokkaido, where her daily work consisted of being strapped to a testing table and tortured with various props. She was forbidden from leaving the premises; even
eating, sleeping, showering, and using the toilet were supervised. A month ago, Yumi contacted her, saying there was a restraint
suit that needed live testing urgently. If she agreed, the company would not only pay her a sum of money
but also cover her father's surgery costs. Xiaoting hesitated upon receiving the contract because the precautions
were written in red: "Restraint Suit? For Ice Love Only? Wear with Caution." However, the situation was urgent; her father's
surgery she signed without hesitation. She was then taken to the testing table and given anesthesia.
She was unconscious for two days, and when she woke up, she was wearing this metallic suit. Afterward, she was required to do long periods of exercise every day
, such as swimming or running. She was forced to squat and wait, and a week passed. She felt the clothes getting tighter and tighter, which
was but even her most basic
bodily functions were being controlled, with restrictions on the frequency and time. She was required to urinate twice a day and once every two days, which was unacceptable to her. What was even more unbearable was the itching in her private parts and other sensitive areas. She
couldn't sleep at night and felt like she was living a life worse than death. A few days ago, she overheard Yumi and Matsui's conversation and learned that she was just a
test subject, a victim. She learned that ice love was actually a form of torture, a way of causing death. Before her
, four girls had been forced to undergo experiments, three of whom had already died. The last girl's life
was also nearing its end. She was confined to the experimental table 24 hours a day for those in white coats
to observe and collect data. She was the fifth. The bodysuit she wore was the latest model, even more perverse and cruel
because it wouldn't end the wearer's life quickly, but would prolong the wearer's life as much as possible, causing them to die
slowly . What devastated her even more was that her father's surgery had failed and he had died, and he had been secretly
buried at sea. She couldn't help but rush out to argue with the two people, but to no avail. The agreement had already been signed
, and the experiment had to continue. She attempted suicide but was discovered and subsequently placed under even closer surveillance.
She was shackled and gagged, both while sleeping and in her daily life, to prevent her from biting her tongue and committing suicide. To escape, she deliberately
cooperated , telling Yumi that she had resigned herself to her fate, that death was merely a way to reunite with her father, and that she
wouldn't take her own life lightly, but begged her not to live such a painful life. Yumi was moved and stopped shackled and gagged her,
giving so she could rest. Finally, today she found an opportunity to steal Yumi's
ID card and escaped during the guard duty shift, intending to end her life at sea and reunite with her father.
She never expected to meet me. The reason she wouldn't let me take her to the hospital was because she knew this company had a very
unusual . She had seen high-ranking officials from the political and police circles coming and going there, chatting and laughing with Matsui. Even the fourth
test subject before that was a recently graduated intern policewoman, and the official news was that she had died unexpectedly. Furthermore,
a previous test subject had escaped and fled to the police station, but was soon brought back by the police. It was
clear she couldn't escape. As she spoke, Xiaoting kept clenching her legs together; I realized she needed to
urinate. But what could I do? I didn't have the key or the tools. Just then, five men in suits and a girlfriend burst into
my room. It turned out that the chip in Xiaoting's clothes had GPS functionality, so they quickly discovered it.
The woman in the tight latex dress was Yumi. I was shocked when I saw her; she was indeed beautiful and had a sweet
face not at all like the villain Xiaoting had described. But after entering, she ordered her men to take Xiaoting away. Although I
had… Some of them reached out, but they were no match for so many people. In desperation, I revealed my identity and told
Jin Shijie, the president of Shengshi Group, that he was eager to enter the adult entertainment industry. My purpose in coming was to discuss cooperation with their company.
Upon hearing the name Shengshi Group, she was stunned, then immediately bowed and apologized, saying that Secret
Garden had long wanted to cooperate with Asia's largest group, and that she was very rude to meet me here. So I
took Xiaoting and returned with them. Before leaving, I called my two attendants along, just in case. We
arrived a villa-like place not far from the seaside. This was Secret Garden's product development center. We
entered the villa and saw a sign saying "Private Property, No Entry." The villa was surrounded by barbed wire, and there were armed
guards at the gate. I thought to myself how lucky Xiaoting was to have escaped. We went straight to the elevator through the main entrance.
The door had an identification system and couldn't be opened without a specific magnetic card. We took the elevator to the deepest
basement level , the fifth floor. We first went to a sealed room with only a metal door. Upon entering, I
was surprised to find it was a laboratory. There was a bed-like experimental table surrounded by many instruments. Before I could react,
several men in white coats grabbed Xiaoting, roughly pressed her onto the experimental table, and then
tied her up with metal bars. At this moment, a woman in a tight mini dress walked over,
bowed thank me for returning her experimental subject, and then returned to the experimental table, ordering the people next to her to tighten the metal bars,
which were locked into her flesh. Then, they used belts to secure Xiaoting to the experimental table. She poured a bottle of
liquid 's mouth, then gagged her with a gag and locked it. With a cold smile, she told Xiaoting which liquid was a newly developed...
It contains estrus and diuretics, but as punishment for escaping, I can only hold it in tonight. As for
when it will be convenient tomorrow, it depends on her mood. I saw that Xiaoting was not struggling and was looking at me calmly. I felt an
indescribable pain in my heart. Seeing the person I love most being tortured like a toy by someone else, and I
was unable to save her, I really wanted to beat myself up. At this moment, Yumi told me that the girl's name was Mizuhara. Ai is young
but already a master's student. She was in charge of Xiaoting's experiments and data extraction. If Xiaoting offended her, she'd be in for a world of trouble.
Afterwards, we took the elevator back to the villa. I waited anxiously in the living room. Half an hour felt like half a year. Matsui
finally appeared, and we began negotiating. I immediately told him that I was a high-ranking official from Shengshi Group and could
represent the company. Then I explained my relationship with Xiaoting and told him that if they released Xiaoting, I
could persuade Jin Shijie to cooperate with them. Matsui frowned, seemingly troubled. He said that although he was in charge here
, he didn't have that authority; only the company's highest decision-makers did. Things were too sudden, and he had to make a
phone call . This call lasted for over an hour. Just as I was getting impatient, Matsui calmly
returned and told me that they had investigated me in the shortest possible time and confirmed that what I said was true. He also
learned that I was one of the company's key talents, the youngest member of the senior management. After saying this, he
bowed to me and apologized. However, he said that the restraint suit Xiaoting was wearing was the final version, and there was only one set available.
The data on Xiaoting from the time she wore it until her death was the final data. Once the data was completed, it could be officially
sold to the public. Therefore, if Xiaoting was released, all the previous experiments and data would be wasted, which was impossible. Moreover, even
if she was released, it would be useless; her ultimate fate was death. However, considering her relationship with me, he made a compromise
. He said that as long as he could persuade Jin Shijie and the others to return Xiaoting to me, Xiaoting could not leave him. They would
send people to monitor and record relevant data, but it would not affect my and Xiaoting's daily life. I had no choice
but to agree. As I left, I looked back at the gloomy villa and silently prayed that Xiaoting would wait for me.

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