【The New Slave Kingdom】(5)

Chapter 5 Cruel Female Genital Mutilation (Part 2)

Foreword: I was surprised to see someone on Baidu asking for the complete version of this book. I apologize, everyone, this book is unfinished.

Thank you all for your support of this book. I've been extremely busy lately, facing considerable pressure at work. I

haven't had time to write much. Occasionally, I'd like to write something

more normal, but I also had to modify the rules of "Erotic" to include 5000 words before it could be released, resulting in slower updates. Please support me and give me a like! Finally, this chapter is

extremely bloody; if you can't handle it, please do not read.

Actually, when Zhou Pan boarded the ship, the old woman noticed her. This ugly and obese woman

was not someone her master would like. Making her into a little bitch might please the Queen.

On the first day of boarding, Zhou Pan didn't even get a meal of dried papaya stewed with ginkgo and pheasant soup. She only ate

dry rice with added ingredients. Of course, the old woman was preparing for female genital mutilation; the main purpose of this

was to dry out Zhou Pan's body.

Zhou Pan, this naive girl, was unaware of the impending danger. In her mind, this trip

was to continue living the life of a pampered young lady. Her father had told her it was just to seek refuge with relatives, but she would have to do some chores.

Zhou Pan imagined embroidering, washing clothes, or perhaps dancing and singing a little tune.

Little did she know that danger was already upon her.

"Old woman, why is it still just plain rice today? The dishes are just cabbage stewed with meat. And I haven't

seen ," Zhou Pan finally couldn't bear it any longer and asked the old woman what was

going on.

The old woman thought for a moment and said kindly, "I noticed you weren't used to our servants' food,

so I specially prepared something better for you. Why don't you like it?"

Zhou Pan shook her head. The food wasn't bad (in the midst of the Ming Dynasty's war, being able to eat meat was already a blessing),

but she felt particularly dry after eating it and didn't want to drink water.

The old woman, seeing that she had fooled Zhou Pan so easily, realized this woman wasn't very shrewd. "You really enjoy

being with those people?"

Zhou Pan asked. "I despise that Li Xuan'er the most. She's always pretending to be a

shy young lady; I hate her the most."

The old woman smiled slightly and said, "Do you want to ride roughshod over them in the future?"

Zhou Pan thought for a moment. Since boarding the ship, this old woman seemed to be the owner;

she had arranged everything. Zhou Pan nodded. The old woman smiled slightly; that made things much

easier . "Someone, tie her up."

Two burly men appeared out of nowhere and, with lightning speed, tied Zhou Pan

to a stool, her legs spread wide, her feet hoisted high from the room's rafters. Her

snow-white thighs, tinged with pink, aroused a strange urge in him.

The change happened so fast that Zhou Pan could barely react. Looking at her wanton, waiting position, and

thinking about those things, her lower body involuntarily secreted milky white fluid. Zhou Pan felt unbearably ashamed.

These two men were playing with Zhou Pan; they would find a woman like her disgusting enough, not play with her. Today's main

purpose was female genital mutilation, not play.

One of the men forcefully pried open Zhou Pan's mouth, while the other quickly clamped

her tongue with chopsticks, then tied the ends of the chopsticks with a piece of beef tendon, leaving Zhou Pan's tongue

exposed like a dog's. All of this happened so suddenly that Zhou Pan hadn't expected it at all. What kind of play was this?

At this moment, a series of painful sensations came from her tongue, but Zhou Pan couldn't make any sound to express the pain

. This feeling caused cold sweat to pour down Zhou Pan's forehead. Then, the old woman took out a razor,

licked it with her tongue to disinfect it. "Such a plump pubic area is quite rare."

Zhou Pan's pubic area was covered in pubic hair, which is related to the traditional Chinese belief that one's body and hair are gifts from one's parents.

The hair on top shouldn't be shaved, and of course, the pubic area shouldn't be shaved either.

The old woman, however, didn't care about these things and knelt between Zhou Pan's legs, shaving her. Zhou Pan's

face was already flushed red. The old woman shaved very carefully, first

removing the fine hairs extending to Zhou Pan's stomach, then taking out scissors to trim the longer hairs below.

Looking at the fallen pubic hairs, the old woman said, "Hehe, I think these hairs can be used to make brushes; they would

be great ."

Zhou Pan felt both embarrassed and ashamed by such lewd words, shaking her head in protest.

The old woman didn't care what Zhou Pan thought and continued shaving meticulously and quickly. After trimming the long hairs

, she ran the razor across every inch of Zhou Pan's pubic skin, and Zhou Pan felt a cool sensation in her lower body. The old woman didn't

miss a single hair, leaving not even the smallest root. Zhou Pan's lower body, once a vast, grassy meadow, had become

a bare hill, covered in goosebumps.

Her labia majora resembled a small butterfly. "This little butterfly is quite beautiful," the old woman

said, pulling up Zhou Pan's labia majora until they were long and thin, then quickly cutting

them off.

Zhou Pan's head shook violently like a rattle-drum, her whole body trembling,

beads of sweat streaming down her face. Tears streamed down her cheeks.

But the pain didn't stop. The old woman, disregarding Zhou

Pan's bleeding vulva, continued cutting off the other half of her labia in the same way.

Then she placed the labia in a silver dish. "Feed them to the cat. Don't waste these two pieces of flesh."

The pain gave Zhou Pan a suicidal urge. Her first thought was to bite her tongue,

but given her condition, that was impossible. Two chopsticks were tied to her tongue, preventing her

from closing her mouth, making suicide impossible. She could only silently endure the agony.

Then, the old woman cut off everything, including the labia minora. Zhou Pan had already

fainted .

The old woman continued with the final step of the circumcision: stitching. The others in the Western Regions had told the old woman

that the key to a successful circumcision was the final stitching; the vulva must be completely sewn shut, but

a small hole, about the size of a pin, must be left so that the woman could urinate and menstruate after the procedure.

But this was no challenge for the old woman, who was a skilled seamstress in her youth.

To her, Zhou Pan's mangled genitals were simply two tattered pieces of cloth, easily joined together.

A stitch here, a stitch there, and it was done.

Finally, the old woman applied medicine and wild honey to Zhou Pan's genitals.

When Zhou Pan woke up again, it was noon the next day.

She still felt pain in her lower body and felt generally unwell. However, Zhou Pan was a bully who preyed on the weak, and

she blamed Huang Shuangyu and Li Xuan'er for the genital mutilation.

"...I need to relieve myself." Although Zhou Pan hadn't eaten anything with water, she

hadn't , which was clearly unbearable for most people.

No one paid her any attention. She tried to do it herself, but then she realized with dismay that her hands and feet were chained

. It was impossible for her to get up now. Zhou Pan shouted even louder, "Is anyone there?"

A burly man walked in. "What's the big deal? Why are you shouting

like that?" "I need to relieve myself," Zhou Pan said in a low voice. Normally, she wasn't like this. She treated

her servants with an air of superiority, and if anyone dared to disobey her in the slightest, they would be in trouble.

Lighting firecrackers was something she often did—inserting them into the maid's vagina, lighting them, and listening to the maid's cries.

At that moment, Zhou Pan would feel an indescribable pleasure. But now, it was as if she and the maid had switched places;

she was now like the maid from back then.

"Just go."

Only then did Zhou Pan feel a cool sensation on her buttocks. It turned out that this bed was different from the others; there was a

round hole in the middle, just big enough for Zhou Pan to defecate and urinate. It was probably a chamber pot or something similar underneath.

Zhou Pan started urinating, no longer caring about her appearance. The pain intensified, like tears falling on

a wound. The urine irritated her genital injury. Zhou Pan only wanted to finish urinating quickly and escape the

pain, but that seemed impossible; the urine seemed endless. In fact, Zhou Pan didn't know that her

genitals had been sealed shut, leaving only a small opening. How could she urinate as before?

Finally, drip-drip-drip, Zhou Pan finished, which brought her a sigh of relief. For the next few days, Zhou Pan focused on

healing, eating only small amounts of thin porridge. But she had plenty of body fat, so this wasn't a problem for her. The problem was

accepting this reality.

Next time, we'll let Zhou Pan continue healing, and we'll introduce a new character.

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