[The Tragic Chronicles of a Wealthy Family - Continued] Chapter 168

【The Tragic Chronicles of a Wealthy Family - Continued】

Author: Zeng Jiu,
First published on December 5, 2014,
Word count: 5400

(168)

The door opened, and a burly man entered, holding a leather belt. He saw Long Kun and Meng Chong, nodded to them
first , and then yanked the belt hard. With a series of hurried steps, a naked
woman was dragged into the room.

Long Kun looked closely and saw that the woman brought in was Man Feng. She was still completely naked,
her hands cuffed behind her back with a pair of shiny handcuffs. She wore a leather collar around her neck, and the
leather belt in the burly man's hand was attached to the collar.

As soon as Man Feng entered, she saw Long Kun, and her naked body involuntarily tensed up.

She lowered her head, not daring to look Long Kun in the eye, and called out softly, "Master..." before habitually
kneeling down.

Long Kun reached out and lifted Manfeng's chin with a finger, teasingly saying, "Hehe,
haven't seen you , but you've become even more obedient, Fengnu." He grabbed the leather strap attached to Manfeng's collar and pulled it upwards.

Manfeng's long neck was instantly straightened, and then, with a tremendous upward force,
her naked body slowly rose.

Long Kun twirled the strap halfway around, bringing it close to Manfeng's face and saying menacingly, "Fengnu
, you're a narcotics officer, a professional, you know. Show your master what you think of this equipment I just acquired
? How does it compare to the factory you destroyed?"

Manfeng shuddered, instinctively blurting out, "Fengnu knows her crime… Fengnu deserves to die…"

Long Kun seemed unconcerned by Manfeng's nonsensical reply. He held onto the strap around her neck, pulling her
slowly through the neatly arranged, brand-new equipment, as if showing off his wealth.

Manfeng followed Long Kun, her heart filled with a jumble of emotions.

As a specially trained narcotics officer, she knew in a single glance that she was
in a state-of-the-art drug manufacturing plant. It was equipped with the latest brand-name equipment,
some of which she had only heard of. It was clear that this equipment was far more advanced than the drug
factory she had led her team to raid years ago, its capabilities several times greater, easily producing
high-quality drugs.

Manfeng felt a pang of heartache. Clearly, years of anti-drug efforts had been destroyed. She could see that
the factory wasn't actually operational yet. But once it started production, WY and the entire ZX country, and even neighboring
countries, would be flooded with high-purity drugs. She had sacrificed her youth and even her body, only to end up with nothing.
For the first time in her life, Manfeng regretted becoming a narcotics officer.

Long Kun saw the despair in Manfeng's eyes, but he seemed unsatisfied, dragging her stumbled to
a piece of equipment in the corner of the room. Standing there was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. Manfeng remembered his name
was Wang Tun; she had dealt with him almost daily these past few days, or rather, she had been subjected
to various forms . She already knew that this unassuming old man was
a key figure in Long Kun's drug factory.

Upon seeing Manfeng, Wang Tun grinned and couldn't help but reach out to touch her breasts, probably
seeing as nothing more than a plaything for men. Manfeng didn't flinch; she was used to this
. In this place, any man could do anything to her, and she couldn't
resist .

However, Wang Tun's hand stopped halfway. He saw Long Kun's mocking gaze and remembered
why Long Kun had brought Manfeng here. He quickly lowered his hand, turned aside, revealing the equipment behind him
and the mysterious white powder on the table.

Seeing Wang Tun's lewd expression and actions, Manfeng felt a sharp, stabbing pain in her heart. As a narcotics officer,
she knew best that the drug manufacturing plant and the ingredient-mixing master were the core secrets of a drug trafficking ring. Now, Long Kun had
brazenly brought her to this newly built drug manufacturing plant, and made no attempt to hide anything from his most trusted ingredient-mixing master.
This could only mean that in their eyes, she was no longer a living person.

In fact, Manfeng had clearly realized that the meaning of her existence was no longer even
about giving Long Kun the pleasure of revenge. Her only purpose in life was to be a plaything for his henchmen to
satisfy their sexual desires, using her body to help them maintain morale. She never imagined that after a lifetime as a narcotics officer,
she would end up like this; it was a cruel irony of fate.

Long Kun noticed that Manfeng seemed lost in thought. He tugged at the belt in his hand and pointed to the white powder on the table,
saying to her, "Fengnu, what are you thinking about? Remembering your former arrogance? Stop daydreaming! Look at
this !"

Manfeng was jolted back to reality by his tug and instinctively blurted out, "Fengnu deserves to die... Fengnu
..." She stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence. She saw the white powder on the table.

The pure white, fine, powdery crystals seemed to detonate a bomb inside her, and her naked body
trembled involuntarily. This seemingly ordinary white powder had ruined her life,
plunging into this miserable state of being worse than death.

"What's wrong, feeling nostalgic?" Long Kun had observed Manfeng's reaction. He reached out and
slapped Manfeng's round, white buttocks repeatedly, looking down at her with the smugness of a victor, and said, "
Haven't you been checking your master's goods all this time? Today I'll show you everything you need. You're an expert, so tell me, what do you think of this
stuff ?"

"Manfeng... I know my sins... I dare not... Please forgive me, master..." Manfeng had already
become a complete plaything in Long Kun's hands, yet he still didn't let go of any opportunity to humiliate her in this way. This
made Manfeng tremble all over.

"Today, let's not talk about forgiveness. I just want to ask you, what do you think of this stuff? What's its purity? Don't tell
me you don't know!" Long Kun said viciously.

Manfeng was momentarily stunned. She had once been Long Kun's mortal enemy, working in drug enforcement. Now, she
was his trophy, his plaything, her life and death entirely in his hands. Now he wanted her to appraise it.
Determining the quality of the drugs? Manfeng couldn't understand what Longkun was up to, and was momentarily
speechless .

Seeing Manfeng's dumbfounded expression, Longkun didn't get angry. Instead, he patiently extended a
finger , dipped it in a little white powder, and held it under Manfeng's nose, saying in a calm tone, "Come, Fengnu,
taste it and tell your master how it feels."

With that small pinch of white powder right under her nose, and Longkun's bull-like eyes fixed on
her , Manfeng could no longer remain indifferent. She slowly inhaled, and a familiar, sweet fragrance filled
her lungs.

As the head of the narcotics squad of the WY police, Manfeng had seen dozens of different
drugs from different sources and brands, but the unique aroma of Longkun's Golden Tiger No. 4 was the one she was most familiar with.

Suddenly, her nose itched, like a small insect crawling inside. Manfeng knew something was wrong and quickly turned her head to
the side, letting out a loud sneeze. Her naked body swayed, her large breasts
heaving .

Long Kun chuckled, loosening his grip on the belt and grabbing Manfeng's trembling breasts, leering,
"How's it going, Fengnu? Feeling good as a narcotics officer again? You haven't told me your test results yet.
Here, have another taste!" He forced a finger coated in white powder into Manfeng's mouth.

Manfeng shuddered, every muscle tensing. With a thick finger in her mouth, she dared not disobey Long Kun's
command , so she slowly extended her tongue, her soft tip quickly
licking the rough tip of his finger, immediately feeling a silky smoothness. Long Kun's Golden Tiger brand was
known for its high purity, delicate taste, and lack of impurities. She was certain this was the taste of Golden Tiger brand from back then.

This overwhelmed her with sorrow. The drug source she had destroyed with her life's youth had been rekindled before her very eyes
.

Long Kun seemed determined not to let Manfeng off the hook, his eyes fixed on her as he pressed, "How is it, Fengnu?
How's ?"

"Master, the taste is excellent. This is definitely Golden Tiger Brand No. 4. Congratulations, Master!" Despite her overwhelming
sorrow and despair, Manfeng still insincerely flattered Long Kun, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

"So, my goods have passed the police's inspection?" Long Kun
said with a chuckle to those present. Then he turned to Manfeng, "Fengnu, you're not trying to fool your master, are you?"

"No, Fengnu wouldn't dare," Manfeng answered tremblingly.

"Hmph, I bet you wouldn't dare. But if the goods hit the market and someone says my Golden Tiger Brand
doesn't taste right , Manfeng, you'd better be careful, your master won't forgive you!" Long Kun said, shaking his head at Manfeng.

Manfeng's rounded shoulders trembled slightly, unsure how to speak. Long Kun's eyes darted around, and he grabbed
the leather strap around Manfeng's neck, pulling it up. "Hey, Manfeng, since you've done the appraisal for your master, shouldn't you issue
him some kind of certificate?"

"A certificate…" Manfeng trembled with fear. She was now just a
plaything . She knew he had intentionally humiliated her, but now he wanted her to issue him some kind of
certificate? Did he really expect her to write a statement, which he would then take outside, making her a laughingstock
?

Long Kun had already seen Manfeng's terrified state. He smiled smugly, called A-Jian
over, and whispered a few instructions. A-Jian nodded and quickly ran out.

Long Kun turned to Meng Chong for the key and unexpectedly unlocked Manfeng's handcuffs. Manfeng, unsure of how Long Kun
would further torment her, stood there with her shoulders hunched and head bowed, unsure what to do with her hands that had been released. Her
naked body trembled, and she dared not breathe.

Just as Long Kun returned the keys to Mengchong, Ajian returned, carrying paper, a pen, and some miscellaneous
items . Mengchong and Wangtun also gathered around, eager to see what Long Kun was up to. Long

Kun laid a blank A4 sheet of paper on the table and handed Manfeng a large, thick pen . Holding the pen, Manfeng stared at the pristine white paper, momentarily at a loss. 　　Seeing Manfeng's trembling expression, Long Kun chuckled. He reached out and grabbed Manfeng's plump buttocks, kneading them as he said, "Fengnu, did you say Master's Golden Tiger badge passed the test?" 　　"Yes…" Manfeng answered, her hand holding the pen trembling slightly. 　　"Then write it down as a witness, so you won't renege on your promise later," Long Kun said with a smile. 　　"But...but...Feng Nu doesn't know how to write it..." Man Feng's hand trembled even more as she held the pen . 　　She really couldn't figure out what Long Kun was trying to do. He didn't need to make up any excuses to humiliate her. 　　"Then tell me, is Master's Golden Tiger Token considered a divine item?" Long Kun asked seriously. 　　"Yes..." Man Feng nodded numbly. 　　"Then write 'Golden Tiger Divine Item', okay?" Long Kun seemed to be asking for Man Feng's opinion . 　　Man Feng dared not think so. Long Kun's words were like a royal decree to her; she absolutely dared not say "no." As soon as Long Kun finished speaking, Man Feng quickly nodded: "Yes, Master." Saying that, she picked up the pen and leaned down towards the white paper on the table. 　　Having not written for more than a year, Man Feng had almost forgotten how to hold a pen. She gripped the pen in her hand, her hands trembling as she approached the table and began to scribble on the white paper. She was sweating after only a couple of strokes. After a lot of effort , she finally finished scribbling those few words, and Manfeng's palms were sweaty. Looking at the crooked, illegible characters on the paper, Manfeng was utterly ashamed. 　　Long Kun glanced at the words and nodded in satisfaction. He grabbed Manfeng's left hand and forcefully pulled it behind her back. Before he could speak, Manfeng quickly put down the pen and automatically put her free right hand behind her back as well. With a click, her hands were handcuffed again. 　　After handcuffing Manfeng, Long Kun casually picked up the paper with the writing on it, examining it for a long time, becoming increasingly amused. After looking at it, he shoved the paper in front of Manfeng's eyes and said, "Fengnu, just writing isn't enough. You also need to sign it. Otherwise, who will know this is the handwriting of the famous Officer Manfeng of the WY Police!" 　　Before Long Kun finished speaking, the men present all burst into laughter. Manfeng felt a chill from

A thought rose in her heart. Did he really want her to be made to look bad in public? Besides, Long Kun
had just handcuffed her hands behind her back, and now he was asking her to sign her name. What did he mean by that?

Long Kun, however, seemed to have planned it all along. He beckoned someone to bring a long bench and place it in front of the platform.
Then grabbed Manfeng's shoulders and shoved her. Manfeng lost her balance and sat down hard on the platform behind her. Long Kun
smiled smugly, bent down and grabbed one of Manfeng's legs, forcing her to put one foot on the bench. Now, Manfeng's
lower body was completely exposed.

Long Kun then took the small bag that A Jian had just handed him. Everyone then realized that it was a
woman makeup bag. Seeing this makeup bag, Manfeng's heart tightened. This delicate little bag looked so
familiar, and Manfeng was immediately overwhelmed with sorrow. It was her makeup bag. When she was ambushed by Long Kun, this
makeup bag was in her handbag. More than a year had passed, and things had changed. The bag was still the same, but
Manfeng, the illegitimate child of her enemy, had given birth to two. She was no longer the respected and envied young lady she once was.

This sight almost brought tears to Manfeng's eyes.

Long Kun seemed oblivious to Manfeng's reaction. He opened the small bag, rummaged through it, and pulled out a
powder puff . He picked up the puff, opened a small box, dipped it in powder, and then proceeded to apply it back and forth between Manfeng's legs
.

Manfeng shuddered, but dared not move, standing there stiffly as Long Kun
groped her . After applying the powder, Long Kun picked up a lipstick, squatted down, and then
proceeded to apply it back and forth between Manfeng's vulva.

Manfeng felt as if ants were crawling all over her body, standing there stiffly, afraid to move.
Manfeng remembered this lipstick all too well. It was her favorite color, which she had only used once or twice since buying it. She never
expected Long Kun to use it here. She stiffly spread her legs, feeling the lipstick being
heavily She didn't know how long it took, but then it moved to her anus, where it was twisted violently several times.

Long Kun, all smiles, stood up and threw the lipstick on the table. He grabbed the
paper with Manfeng's handwriting and laid it flat on the bench, then pointed at it and said to Manfeng with a lewd grin, "Alright, Fengnu, stamp it
!"

Manfeng's mind went blank. She finally understood Long Kun's malicious intentions; this paper
would be the testament to her lifelong shame. But she was utterly powerless to resist. The men watching finally
understood what Long Kun was doing, and they all stared at Manfeng with lewd grins.

Manfeng trembled all over, but was helpless. She shakily lowered her foot from the bench, straddled
the bench, and sat down, facing the white paper laid out on it.

"Good...good!" Long Kun shouted loudly, staring down at Man Feng's crotch. Seeing Man Feng sit on
the paper, he grinned and stood up, grabbing her fair shoulders and
twisting her body roughly on the bench. Then he grabbed the leather strap around Man Feng's neck and pulled her naked body up
.

Meng Chong quickly grabbed the white paper from the bench. On the crooked
handwriting were hazy, ambiguous crimson marks. Upon closer inspection, one could vaguely make out
pink marks running downwards, resembling a large date pit, or perhaps a small waterfall, with some suspicious, ambiguous liquid remaining in
the center. Below the waterfall was a small, relatively clear circular
mark, like a deep pool, but the pool's edges were covered with crooked, fine crisscrossing lines.

The men laughed heartily at the sight of the white paper.

Long Kun grabbed the painting and examined it repeatedly. He then held it up to Manfeng and waved it, saying, "Fengnu, this is
the most collectible painting Master has ever seen. When Master closes his eyes one day, he will donate it to a museum
so that you, Fengnu, can be remembered for generations to come! Fengnu, what do you say?"

(To be continued)

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