[A Private Female Prisoner's Memoir]

Private Female Prisoner's Memoir

Author: 64241499 Source: Sadomasochism
Word Count: 41470 words

Prisoner Zhou Qian, suspected of leaking state secrets and violating national security laws; given the severity of her case and
the immense harm it caused, she was sentenced to death. "When the two beautiful female prison guards put me down, Captain Lin Jian's
voice
a while, the numbness, accompanied by a tingling pain, spread from my hands and feet to my arms and thighs, followed by intense pain,
especially in my shoulders, which felt as if they were broken. I longed for the handcuffs on my elbows to be removed, even just to allow me
to move. However, the two female prison guards did not do so. They lifted my arms, which were tightly handcuffed behind my back
, on either side and dragged me out of the cell. My shoulders ached as if they were broken." My body and legs dragged on the ground, the shackles
clanking as they pulled me. They first dragged me to the boiler room and threw me next to the huge boiler.

A male policeman was already waiting there, sitting at the boiler's firebox, inserting several iron bars with wooden handles into
the firebox ; the handles of several bars were already sticking out. Seeing this, my first thought was that they were going to
change my shackles, but I was already handcuffed and shackled like this, what was the point of changing them?

"Are you ready?" the female policeman dragging me asked. "Almost ready," the male policeman replied,
taking something out of the furnace that looked like... The object resembled a soldering iron, but the iron rod part was twice as long. The top was a stamp-like
round tip, already blackened and reddish-brown. As he walked towards me with it, I noticed the character for "
prisoner" on the tip, and a sudden terror gripped me. I abruptly broke free from the two female guards' grasp and desperately ran towards the door.
However my feet were shackled with 30-kilogram leg irons, and my hands and elbows were tightly handcuffed behind
my back. The shackles rattled on the ground. I hadn't run more than a few steps before the two female guards apprehended me and dragged me back to the boiler room.
One guard locked my neck, while the other held me tightly. My hair was pinned down, rendering me completely immobile. I screamed desperately,
my voice hoarse. "Ah—" The branding iron pressed against my forehead, and after a puff of smoke, I lost consciousness,
my body limp.

When I awoke, they had dragged me to the bathroom, unlocked the handcuffs on my elbows and wrists,
and removed my shackles. They stripped me of my prison clothes. They separated my hands and locked them to chains extending from the walls on either side, forcing
me to stand with my arms outstretched in the middle of the bathroom. "You're on your way today, let's give you a bath first," the policewoman
said, tightening the chains binding my hands. Then, the female guard used a hose
to spray water violently onto my head, injured face, body, and legs. I felt a sharp burning pain on my forehead and right arm; I was
certain they had branded that ugly character for "prisoner" onto my forehead. The water stung my face instantly
. I desperately tried to avoid the water jets, but my hands were held tightly, so I had to close my eyes and let
the water jets hit the wounds on my face, my full breasts, my lower abdomen, and even my genitals. I felt like the water jets were hitting
my body like sticks. When they were washing my genitals, a prison guard used his hand to pry open my labia, letting the water jets
shoot straight into my vagina without any obstruction. I screamed in pain. After washing me, they changed me into a new prison uniform. It was
a gray, coarse cloth vest-like garment, collarless and sleeveless, with two rows of red characters on the front: "Prisoner 1409
4" and "No Return Island Prison." The uniform reached my knees, and because my breasts were large,
with "Prisoner 14094" was printed on my chest was pushed up into a horizontal peak. They made me
put my hands through two holes like putting on a bib, and then sewed them on from behind.

There were no underwear or pants. Then my hands and elbows were handcuffed behind my back, and I was fitted with slightly lighter
leg irons, probably for easier walking. The leg irons were similar to the handcuffs, the chains weren't very thick, and
there was a 30-centimeter gap between my feet—too short to run.

On my way back to my cell from the bathroom, I saw other prisoners lining up in the yard, with two boxcars
and a Cherokee parked there. I noticed that the prisoners didn't have branding marks on their faces,
and they weren't wearing leg irons; they were just handcuffed together in pairs. Their uniforms said "Lost Soul Prison" instead of
"No Return Island Prison

." "Sister, should I join the line?" I asked the female guard. "No need," the guard replied, "Who
's your sister? From now on, call me Aying. Alan and I will see you off at 10 o'clock.

Just me?" "Yes, they're going to Lost Soul Prison, you're going to No Return Island. Prisoners going to No Return Island have to have branding marks
on their faces ; it's a pity for your pretty face." But don't be embarrassed. Anyway, you're facing life imprisonment,
and it's level one confinement, meaning you'll never be eligible for parole or a reduced sentence. You'll be stuck there for the rest of your life, with no chance of
ever getting out. "I couldn't help but feel sad, tears streaming down my face, stinging my wounded
cheeks.

After a while, I heard a car starting outside, followed by a deathly silence. I knew
the prisoners being taken to Kaoshantun Prison had left, leaving me alone to wait to be taken to No Return Island
. A wave of resentment washed over me. I hadn't committed a crime, yet I was framed and sentenced to life imprisonment with
no chance of parole. Even if I could go to Kaoshantun like them, there would still be some hope. At 10 o'clock sharp, we set off.
Two policewomen escorted me to a police car. Aying opened the door, and because my shackles were too short, I first
sat down on my buttocks and then lifted my legs to get inside. Aying took out an iron hoop, like a dog collar connected to a chain, and
snapped it around my neck. The other end was locked to the handrail above the window. I thought, '
In this . This is too much!'" The police car drove straight to the train station. When I got out,
A-Ying unlocked the chain on the handrail, but didn't remove the iron shackle around my neck. A-Lan got out first
and helped me. I tried to step out with my right foot, but the shackles were too short and were caught by my left foot, preventing it from touching the ground. I fell forward,
but A-Lan caught me. A-Ying also got out and used the chain to lead me towards the waiting room. I had to walk with my head down,
blushing , staggering into the bustling crowd. People around me parted as if avoiding a plague,
while those behind me crowded around like they were watching a circus.

Look! This is a death row inmate, branded on his face.

"Look how pretty he is!"

someone loudly read out numbers. I glanced at him; he was a boy of about seven or eight, standing to my right.
Staring intently at my right arm, he couldn't possibly see the number on my prison uniform, hidden by the crowd. "Ah!"

I understood.
The number

Finally, I was put on the train. Ah Ying still had my neck locked to the overhead luggage rack, and made me sit between the two of
them . She unlocked the left end of my shackles and cuffed it to the iron support leg of the small table, then unlocked
the handcuffs on my arms and wrists. I rubbed my aching elbows and whispered to Ah Ying, "Sister, oh, Ah Ying, could you
take off the neck brace, or lock me to the chair?"

"Are you embarrassed? If you knew this would happen, you shouldn't have committed the crime!"

"I didn't..." "Nothing? If you don't behave, I'll handcuff you again."

"No, no..." I didn't speak, looking up at the iron chain hanging from the overhead luggage rack connected to my neck
brace. I felt wronged, like an animal tethered to a horse post. The train started moving
, the chains hanging down swaying back and forth, making a clanging sound. I crossed my arms in
front of my chest to cover the shameful red characters on my high breasts. A little while later, the food delivery arrived. Aying bought three
boxed meals, giving me one. The two of them ate quickly, but the chains around my neck were in the way; the meal box didn't fit properly on
either side , so I ate slowly. When the attendant came to clean, everyone stood up
to make way for the next cubicle. I was chained and couldn't move, so I only lifted my leg, which was connected to my shackles.

But the attendant shouted without any mercy, "Aren't you blind? Stand aside!" I had no choice but to stand up
and walk to the bench, but I couldn't move any further. The chains and shackles held me back; my left leg was far apart, my right leg
was raised , pulling the chains straight, my head tilted, my body leaning, the chains pulling at my neck—it looked
ridiculous.

People around me laughed, and the flight attendant laughed too. After I finished sweeping, I returned to my seat.

As the carriage quieted down that night, Aying said, "Let's all get some sleep now. Turn around and put your hands behind your back."

"What? Are we going to handcuff you again?" I asked, puzzled. "Handcuffs behind my back are uncomfortable. My
neck is locked, and my feet are cuffed. I can't run away anyway, so let's not cuff my hands."

"Hmph, if we don't cuff your hands, what if you steal the keys in the night? It's happened before. Turn around!"

I had no choice but to turn around, putting my hands behind my back, letting them cuff my hands. Thankfully, they didn't
cuff elbows. At least my shoulders wouldn't hurt so much, but every time I dozed off, the chain around my neck would pull me awake,
so I couldn't fall back asleep.

In the dead of night, everyone was asleep, and the only sound was the clanging of the chains
. Aying, by the window, was slumped over the small table, while Alan, her head resting on my shoulder, was already asleep. Although I was very tired,
I still couldn't fall asleep.

After a while, I saw a middle-aged man quietly climb onto the luggage rack. At first, I thought he was going to get off the train, but then I realized
he was opening the suitcases one by one, rummaging through them. Ah! It's a thief! I gently touched
A-Lan, who was sleeping on my shoulder. A-Lan woke up, and I raised my chin to indicate that something was wrong. A-Lan was really well-trained; she
darted ran to the thief, grabbing his leg. Unexpectedly, another thug appeared behind her and shot A-Lan
on the head. A-Lan fell to the ground. I quickly woke up A-Ying, who was by the window. "Quick! Quick! Catch the bad guys!" A-Ying woke up and,
seeing that things were bad, drew her gun and rushed over. At this moment, two thugs grabbed the unconscious policewoman, held a knife
to A-Ying's neck, and slowly backed towards the train door.

Just as I was getting anxious, someone suddenly rushed up and used something to pry open the locks on my shackles and the luggage rack

. He grabbed me and started to drag me away. "Oh no, I've been kidnapped too!"

I was terrified. The kidnapper dragged me through three carriages to the hard sleeper carriage, pried open the door with something,
and then locked it again. He pushed me down onto the lower berth and whispered, "Don't make a sound. We'll release you after we get off the train."
A moment later, the train stopped. It was a small rural station, and the platform was full of police cars. A loudspeaker repeatedly announced
, "All passengers, do not move. Please submit to inspection."

The kidnapper pulled on the chains and said, "Come with me!" I followed him to the back of the train.

When the train attendants saw me like this, they assumed I was an undercover agent escorting a prisoner and didn't dare to interfere. When we reached the luggage car,
the kidnapper said to the baggage handler, "I'm from the Public Security Bureau. I need to ask the prisoner some questions. Please excuse me for a moment."
The baggage handler went out, and the kidnapper stood guard warily at the train door. Two hours later, the train started moving. Ahead was a
tunnel. He opened the door and pulled me to it. I was terrified. Although the train wasn't going fast, the
height was still frightening. Just before reaching the tunnel entrance, he pushed me off the train and jumped down himself. Because
the train was already inside the tunnel, no one saw us. The thug dragged me to a large blue rock and raped me.

Afterwards, he unlocked the collar and handcuffs around my neck and said, "Go now. Aren't you going to thank me for saving you?"
"Thank you!"

I didn't look up at him; I hated him.

He left.

I walked back along the railway tracks. My face was branded; there was no escape. Sure enough, a group of people approached,
police dogs barking loudly. I walked towards them. When I reached the station guardhouse, one of the policewomen who had escorted me was inside
. I knew the other policewoman was injured. Besides me, there were four people in the room; everyone else was outside. Everyone
inside looked grim. I knew something terrible had happened. I felt I had done
a good the thief, being the first to spot him and call the police. So I felt quite at ease.

Suddenly, a rough rope was draped over my shoulder. I straightened up and struggled, shouting, "What are you
doing ?"

I felt a pair of large hands pull the two ends of the rope down from my shoulder to my chest. With a forceful push, my neck
went numb, and my head involuntarily slumped down. My bare arms spread to the sides—a natural
movement . The large hands then slipped the rope through my armpits and pulled it upwards, widening my arms
like a swallow spreading its wings. I felt the rope wrap around my upper arm once, then pull forward again, causing
my arm to arch forward as well, the rope wrapping around my arm once more. Then I felt a pull backward, causing my arm to arch
backward , the rope wrapping around my bare arm once more. And so, with each pull and
tug of the rope in the policeman's hand, my arm stretched and contracted as if on command, the rope looping around and around until it reached my arm.
The rope was pulled to my delicate wrists. The two ropes were brought together in the middle, and my arms were clamped back between them. The policeman pulled the ropes
up, bending my forearms backward. The excruciating pain from the rope binding my arms made me
scream . The policeman continued to pull the ropes upward, my forearms were hoisted high, and the policeman threaded the rope
through the loop around my neck, tightening it further. The ropes on my arms tightened accordingly, and my forearms
and wrists were now dangling behind my back, my hands almost touching my neck. After tying the knot, the policeman tested the tightness with his hand,
and I screamed a few more times before he walked away, satisfied. I realized this was what was called being tightly bound.

Wherever the ropes were binding, a tingling, burning pain spread, radiating to my entire upper body.
I began to sweat profusely from my face and body. I felt the prison uniform gradually clinging to my skin,
my whole body glistening with sweat, as if countless tiny insects were crawling on my skin. The police forced me into a chair, tied
my neck to the back of the chair with rope, and then tightly bound my legs to the chair legs. "What...
what did I do wrong that you're tying me up like this?"

I shouted, struggling.

"I'm asking you, where did the person who rescued you go?

" "Rescue me? No. They're kidnapping me."

"Kidnapping you? Kidnapping a death row inmate? Do you think we're three-year-olds? Where are your handcuffs, shackles
, and necklace?" The older policeman was fierce. "Tell me! Where did that person go?"

"That person...how would I know where he went?"

"I'm telling you, your crimes are serious. Your accomplices killed a policewoman and broke into a death row inmate.

How many of you were there?"

"What? Ah Lan is dead?" I looked at Ah Ying in shock; her eyes were filled with tears.
I panicked, regretting waking Ah Lan. Now I was in deep trouble. "I don't know them,
I just want to call the police and catch those thieves."

"Nonsense!" Ah Ying's eyes flashed with malice as she gritted her teeth. "You conspired with them to get
us away so someone would come to rescue you. If you don't know them, why would they rescue you?"

"I really don't know."

"Give her a lesson." Seeing the two young policemen hesitate, Ah Ying said, "She's already a
death row inmate, it doesn't matter what you do to her."

"Yes, sir!" The two young policemen came forward and untied me from the chair, grabbing my arms.

"No! Injustice! You can't frame an innocent person like this!"

"An innocent person? Look at the writing on your face, can you be an innocent person? If you were an innocent person, we should all be retired."

"Injustice...no!" Ignoring my desperate pleas, the two policemen
tightly bound my hands and feet behind my back, then threw one end of the rope to the roof beam, the other end
hanging down. With a pull, I was hoisted up like a horse with its hooves tethered. "Ah! It hurts! No! Ah...injustice!"

"Tell me! Where are your accomplices?" Someone brought over a stack of bluestone slabs. The two policemen lifted one
slab and pressed it down on my lower back.

"Ah...you can't do this. It hurts! I can't take it!"

"If you can't take it, then tell me!" So another bluestone slab was pressed down on my lower back.

"Ah...ooh...injustice..." I fainted from the pain.

I was jolted awake by a bucket of cold water. Being suspended like a horse with its hooves turned upside down already made my shoulders and back ache terribly; the weight of the large
blue stone nearly broke my back. I was in so much pain that I was drenched in sweat: "Please, please spare me! I'm
truly innocent! Please... Ah! Help!"

Another large blue stone pressed down on me, and I fainted again from the excruciating pain. A bucket of cold water was splashed on my
face , and I slowly woke up. The blue stone slabs had been removed. But my lower back still ached terribly, as if it were broken.

I desperately hoped they would untie the ropes binding my hands and feet to ease
the pain .

The two policemen put me down, threaded a carrying pole through my bound hands and feet, and hoisted me onto their backs. I
swayed under the pole as they carried me out of the small station and into the pitch-black night.

We arrived at a cemetery near the station, filled with raised mounds of earth, surrounded by tall weeds.

In the distance, clusters of green will-o'-the-wisps flickered. The two policemen hoisted me upside down under an old locust tree,
less than a meter off the ground. The wild grass pricked my body, and swarms of bats fluttered around me
, some landing on me every now and then. One even flew under the hem of my prison uniform, scaring me
half to death. To make matters worse, the summer outdoors was swarming with mosquitoes and gnats. I was unbearably itchy from their bites,
unable to scratch or shoo them away, so I could only frantically shake my head and thrash my body. The mosquitoes seemed to know my helplessness,
or perhaps they were starving, because no matter how much I struggled, once they clung to my skin, they wouldn't let go until
they were full of blood. The two policemen, also suffering from the bites, quickly ran back to their room to get some cooling balm. A moment later,
a person completely covered up approached, stood about 10 meters away, looked at me, and said in a muffled voice:
"Hurry up and talk, or the mosquitoes will suck all your blood!" "I...I...Ah!"

My whole body was covered in mosquito bites, not a single clean spot. Thousands upon thousands of mosquitoes swarmed around me, unable to find
a place to land. I felt like I was being devoured by mosquitoes, it hurt so much! I finally screamed hysterically, "
Help ! Please, I'll confess everything, I'll say anything. Ah!"

My whole body convulsed. "Help..." My consciousness quickly faded, and I fainted again. In my hazy state, I felt
many people surrounding me, whipping my body with rags and clothes. It hurt so much! The whippings were a mix of itching and excruciating pain. I wanted to roll away,
but I couldn't control myself; I couldn't move. Then I went into shock again. When I woke up again, my first
feeling was the itching and pain all over my body. "Ah! Ah! I can't stand it! Pain! Itching! Ah...Help! I'll talk,
I'll tell you everything." A doctor-like person gave me an injection, and I immediately felt the pain and itching subside. I slowly regained consciousness
.

"Where are your accomplices? Who are they, what are their names?"

"My accomplices… I know, I know, they're all bad guys, they deserve to die!"

"You—do you want to go back to the cemetery?" The old policeman stared at me with a stern gaze that chilled me
to the bone .

"No! No! I'll talk. I'll talk. They ran, they ran towards the tunnel! They ran towards the train carriages." He
"They're all bad people." The thought of going back to the cemetery terrified me; I trembled uncontrollably.

The old policeman looked at me for a moment, then slowly stood up, walked to the policewoman, and whispered, "Don't interrogate her anymore, she
doesn't know anything." He then beckoned the two younger policemen out. I lay on my back on the ground,
my whole body burning with pain. I saw Ah Ying crying; I knew she was thinking of her comrades. "I...I really don't know
those people. Waaah—"

I couldn't help but cry too, feeling wronged.

"The doctor just gave you an antidote and an anti-allergy injection. You won't die."

Ah Ying said and left the room. I was left alone. I tried to move, and ouch,
my whole body felt like it was being fried in oil. I glanced at my bare arm. Good heavens! Large and small
red, swollen bumps had merged together, making my arm as thick as a freshly baked Russian loaf of bread. Another wave of pain struck, and I
lost consciousness again.

I woke up again to find myself in a hospital, an IV drip in my arm. Looking out the window, I saw
it was already daylight. My head was throbbing, and my body was still unbearably itchy. My arm wasn't
as swollen and red as before, but it was still quite red, with countless tiny red spots visible upon closer inspection. I
looked around; it was a small single room, and no one was watching over me. I felt an urge to urinate, so I struggled to sit up, took the IV bag from
the stand , and, holding it in my hand, staggered to the bathroom. When I returned, A-Ying was already in the room
. She was much better, and her attitude towards me was much gentler.

From her, I learned that I had been unconscious for two days, and my high fever had just subsided; I was no longer in danger. Two
nights ago, A-Lan had been taken hostage by criminals. In the ensuing gunfight, two criminals were killed, but A-Lan succumbed to her injuries. A-Ying
returned to find me, discovering that I had already escaped, and that the handcuffs and shackles had been pried open at the scene. The other passengers also recounted how I had been dragged away by
the criminals and transferred to the luggage cart. So, suspecting I was an accomplice of the criminals, Ah Ying contacted the police station and
set up a search at the small station, missing the baggage car. Later, the baggage car manager reported that I and the criminals jumped off the train and escaped.

Only then did a large number of police officers launch a search. The criminals still managed to escape. I thought that catching them would allow me to find their
whereabouts, but I was completely clueless and knew nothing about it. Headquarters sent another male police officer named Ah Long to
assist in the escort. They were scheduled to arrive the next morning. Ah Ying's attitude towards me improved a lot, but she was still very cautious.
Every time she left the room or went to sleep, she would lock one of my hands to the headboard. I felt much better, and
I slept soundly that night. Suddenly, I was startled awake by the creaking sound of the window. A dark figure jumped out and
lunged at me. I screamed in terror, "Ah! Ugh!" The assailant grabbed my neck, but immediately fell to the side with a
"thud!"

Ah Ying rushed over and used a key to unlock my handcuffs. Just as the key was inserted,
"Whoosh!

Whoosh!" two more people jumped in from outside the window. Ah Ying didn't have time to unlock the handcuffs. She turned and delivered a flying kick,
striking the assailant in the chin. The assailant fell backward. Then, with a "whoosh,"

Ah Ying deflected the blow with her hand, and "Crack!" a stick struck her forearm.
Ignoring the pain, Ah Ying delivered another flying kick, knocking the assailant with the stick down. Before

the assailant could get up, Ah Ying rushed forward and delivered another series of kicks, knocking the assailant down again.

I quickly unlocked my handcuffs and prepared to get out of bed when suddenly my legs were grabbed. "Ah!" I screamed in terror
.

A gleaming dagger was held against my neck. "Don't move! Move again and I'll kill her!"
Ah Ying turned around and saw this, but dared not move again. It turned out that the thug who had first grabbed my neck
had gotten up from the bedside, pulled out the dagger, and suddenly attacked me.

"Third Brother, Abiao, handcuff her!" The thug
shouted . But the two thugs on the ground were obviously seriously injured and were groaning. "Damn it! What a
bunch of cowards." The thug cursed. He turned to Ah Ying and said, "You, handcuff yourself!"

"You think I'll listen to you! I'm warning you, you'll be responsible for your actions. Don't make any rash moves!"

Ah Ying was ready to fight back, carefully looking for an opportunity. But in reality, Ah Ying didn't make
any I thought that if Ah Ying didn't care about my safety, she could easily knock down the thug with one move.

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill her? Anyway, I don't want to live today. Killing one is enough, killing two is a bonus."

This guy was a true desperado.

"You think you can get away with threatening me with the life of a death row inmate? Put down the knife and beg for leniency!" Ah
Ying stared at the criminal with a stern gaze, and I felt the assailant's hand tremble.

After a brief silence, the assailant suddenly roared like a madman:

"Damn it! I'll fucking fight you to the death!"

"Ah!" I felt a sharp pain in my neck as the blade pierced my skin.

"Stop!" In that critical moment, Ah Ying shouted at the assailant, who stopped thrusting. The dagger
stopped at the surface of my skin, and blood flowed from the wound. I had already resigned myself to death. Aying's eyes
never left the dagger in the assailant's hand. "Don't do anything rash, I'll do as you say." She slowly
took out two handcuffs from her waist, one on the bed, and the other to cuff her left hand. Just as she was about to cuff her right hand,
the assailant said, "Wait, give me the keys first, then cuff your hands behind your back." Aying did as she was told, and with a "click!" she

cuffed her hands behind her back, turning around to show the assailant that her hands were already locked. The assailant used
the other handcuff to cuff her hands behind her back as well, then threw a bunch of keys out the window. The assailant put the dagger into
his boot and ran to his accomplice lying on the ground. "Third Brother, Abiao, how are you?"

a man's voice asked. "Uncle, I can't move my right arm, it's probably dislocated. Help me put it back in."

The second man's voice said, "Ouch, she kicked my crotch, it hurts so much!"

"Ah!" With a scream, the assailant collapsed. Aying leaped forward and knelt on one knee on the assailant's neck.
Although her hands were behind her back, Aying's legwork was remarkable.

Aying shouted, "Zhou Qian, hurry and go to the duty room to call for help!" I ran to the door, but it was locked. I turned around,
but my hands, which were behind my back, couldn't reach the lock. When I did reach it, I couldn't get a grip. Aying, seeing my clumsy movements,
said impatiently, "What's going on? Hurry up! Ouch!

" Aying was caught off guard and kicked by another assailant, falling to the ground. The one lying on the ground, called Lao Si...
Seeing that the threat pressing on their necks was gone, the thugs immediately sprang up, and two of them grabbed Ah Ying. Unable
to open up and went to help Ah Ying. I kicked the thugs on top of Ah Ying with all my might, but kicks
to their backs had little effect. One of the thugs stood up and unleashed a barrage of punches on my stomach,
making me cough up blood and collapse to the ground. The thugs exhaled and said, "Quick! Tie that policewoman's legs
up ; that policewoman is really good with her feet." The thug picked up two bundles of rope, approached Aying, and
knelt down. He first wrapped the rope around Aying's legs, then tightly around her knees several times,
before passing it between her legs and wrapping it around several more times, finally tightening the noose. He didn't stop after binding her knees,
continuing to wrap the rope tightly upwards, all the way to her thighs, tying two tight knots. He then used another rope to bind
her feet, but instead of binding them completely, he left less than a foot of
space between her legs for movement. Walk. But we couldn't run, only take small, quick steps; kicking was out of the question.

Then we were gagged, blindfolded, and covered with a black cloth sack. The summer heat was already
unbearable, and the sack made it even more suffocating. We were put into a van and driven for
a time. Because of the beating, I had a headache and was drowsy, so I don't know how long we walked. The van
stopped, and I was dragged along for a while until we reached a building. When the sack and
blindfold , I realized... I found myself locked in a room with no windows on any side. I was naked and bound to a
metal mesh frame, my arms outstretched in a cross shape. The frame stood slightly tilted in the center of the room,
supported by a support structure. My mouth was gagged with an oversized rubber gag, and my lips
felt like they were being torn apart. This was unbearable. I knew there was no point in screaming for help;
no one could hear me. I could only guess that the cruel person was a sadist, particularly
fond of binding and gags, regardless of their necessity. My jaw ached terribly, and the rubber gag in my
mouth tasted bitter, making me feel nauseous every now and then.

The iron door of the room slammed open, and my heart began to pound. For a moment,
I hoped it was Ah Ying coming to rescue me, but instead, I saw a stranger's face, and my heart sank.
The person was a thin young man with glasses and a refined air about him; he didn't seem like a bad person, and a glimmer of hope
returned to . The young man removed the gag from my mouth. "Ms. Zhou, first of all, I want to apologize for my
rudeness and have no intention of hurting you. Secondly, we can help you get away
from that island of no return and live a normal life. However, we need your cooperation..."

I endured the pain in my cheek and mumbled, "What do you want me to do?"

"Go back to the hospital, find Officer Long, and tell him that Officer Liu Ying was making a drug
deal , was discovered by her accomplice, and was killed on the train. As for you, say you escaped on your own; of course
, someone will come to rescue you afterward, and I can guarantee your freedom."

My head buzzed. "You want me to frame someone, to do something so heinous?"

"Sigh—how is it heinous? Miss Zhou, you were unjustly imprisoned, falsely accused, and sent to death row, and your face was even disfigured.
Shouldn't you take revenge?"

The man's words about disfigurement made my heart ache. "But Liu Ying saved me, Miss Zhou. Have you forgotten who
handled your case? Wasn't it Liu Ying and her superior, Lin Jian? Oh, I remember now, someone will
come to rescue you when you go back. I can guarantee your freedom and happiness. No, Miss Zhou, don't be stubborn. This is just a case of the wicked eating the wicked.
You're already implicated there. You wouldn't want to go to No Return Island, would you?" Hearing the word "innocence"
felt like "No, I'm innocent. I will never cooperate with you people.

"

"Alright then! I'll have to try other methods to persuade you. Don't regret it.

" After saying that, the man clapped his hands twice. Two thugs entered: "Fourth Master!" "

Take her to the torture chamber." After saying that, Fourth Master walked out on his own. Two thugs took me off the rack
, grabbed my wrists on either side, and held my shoulders down,
dragging . Fourth Master led two tall, black-clad thugs, escorting me to a room in the basement.

As soon as I entered, a strong stench of blood assaulted my nostrils, almost suffocating me. It was a small room of about ten
square meters , with walls made of bluestone slabs. Because there were no windows, it felt extremely eerie. Although the bluestone
floor had been washed clean, the stench of blood was still very strong.

A few electric lights hung on the walls, casting a dim light that sent chills down the spine. The room was filled with
various instruments of torture: a tiger bench, a lever, a stove, whips, finger-crushing pincers, branding irons, bamboo skewers, steel needles, fire pokers, a kneeling chair
, a wooden horse, a brazier, clamps, ropes, chains, and so on. The instruments gleamed with a chilling, eerie light. I
didn't recognize many of them, nor did I know their purpose, but I knew my frail body was about to face their merciless cruelty
and torture.

On the wall in front of me, A-Ying's hands were suspended by chains hanging from above, her legs spread apart, her ankles locked
by chains extending from the wall. Her slender body was contorted into an X-shape. Her police uniform was ripped apart, all the buttons on her chest
undone, no longer fully concealing her full breasts. Snow dripped from A-Ying's mouth as a young woman injected
her. A-Ying's limbs were locked in an X-shape; she couldn't move and could only silently endure the pain. One of the thugs held a
handwritten document, repeatedly asking, "Do you agree or not?" I thought they wanted me to frame A-
Ying, and I wondered who they were trying to force A-Ying to frame. Fourth Master approached the thug with the document, inquired about
the situation, and then turned to me, saying, "Miss Zhou, you are so young, so beautiful, so pitiful. Even
the words on your face are captivating. I've even grown somewhat fond of you. I really can't bear to destroy this! But this Officer Liu killed
my eldest and second brothers, and we only wanted her to admit her mistake, but she refused. So we have no choice but to wrong Miss Zhou.

" A-Ying, hanging from the opposite wall, shouted at Fourth Master, "Your eldest and second brothers trafficked drugs and resisted
arrest ; they deserved to die. I did nothing wrong in the course of law enforcement. I have no need to apologize to you.

Besides, this matter has nothing to do with Zhou Qian. Don't make things difficult for her; if you want to kill or torture someone, come at me!"

"Officer Liu?" Fourth Master sneered, "You're like a rock in a latrine, stinking and hard. I'd rather
save my energy for the pretty Miss Zhou. Of course, if you agree to my conditions, I'll spare her."

"Don't be so pretentious, dream on!"

Officer Liu, you're really not cooperating. Fourth Master turned to look at me and smiled. What a pity! Miss Zhou, you
heard , Officer Liu is just watching her die!

"Come on! Give her twenty lashes, a real, hard lashes!" The thugs immediately pounced on me and pulled me to the ground.

My bulging breasts touched the ground, and I could only support myself with my elbows.
When my bare belly and thighs touched the cold cement floor, goosebumps rose on my skin. My two feet were held tightly by one of the thugs and
pressed to the ground. Two other thugs used a large wooden bar to press down hard on my slender waist. Another thug grabbed my
braid and pulled me forward. A small wooden stick was shoved into my mouth, forcing me to bite down. At Fourth Master's command, two
thugs began striking my naked buttocks, left and right. The thick bamboo strips, three fingers wide,
made a series of crisp sounds as they struck my round, firm buttocks. The burning pain caused me to
scream ; my lower body writhed and twisted in agony, the skin on my bare buttocks and thighs twitching violently
, and red welts quickly appeared where I had been struck. The thugs counted loudly as they struck, each
blow harder than the last. My screams turned into agonizing wails. My upper body began to struggle wildly,
making the edge of the cangue rattle on the cement floor, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans gathered on my forehead. After twenty strokes,
I was dragged up and made to kneel, still naked. The thugs said to me, "It hurts, doesn't it? Quickly beg your policewoman
sister, only she can save you." I endured the intense pain, desperately hoping that Ah Ying would agree to their request and
save my life. But I couldn't bring myself to say it. Seeing that I didn't speak, Fourth Master roared, "Put me on the tiger bench!" Two thugs
dragged me to a pillar.

I leaned against the pillar, my upper body rigidly bound to it, my lower body placed on a long bench,
positioned at a perfect right angle. My hands were handcuffed behind my back, a strong hemp rope tightly wrapped
around my knees and thighs, firmly fixing my bare, long, shapely legs to the bench. My ankles were also handcuffed. Fourth Master lifted my feet, placed a brick underneath, and seeing that I only slightly furrowed my brows, he lifted my feet higher and inserted a second brick. The excruciating pain of my long, muscular legs being bent backwards shot through my knees, and I gasped in pain. 　　Fourth Master picked up a brick and waved it in front of me, saying, "Want more?" 　　I took a deep breath and shouted, "More!" My calves were lifted up again and again, and one merciless brick after another was shoved under my feet, my muscular legs were bent into an arch, my hands, bound behind my back, were clenched into fists, my nails digging deep into my flesh, my lips were bitten until they bled, and my full breasts heaved violently. "Ugh!" 　　A groan of extreme pain escaped from deep in my throat. The sixth brick was shoved under my feet, and I seemed to hear my bones creaking and cracking, as if they would break at any moment. Everything went black, and I finally passed out. 　　"Splash!" A bucket of ice-cold water was poured over my head. I jolted awake and opened my eyes. The bricks under my feet had been removed , but the excruciating pain in my knees, as if they had been snapped, was no less intense. 　　Fourth Master said to Ah Ying, "Officer Liu, can you really bear to break such a beautiful leg?" 　　"Let her go! Stop torturing her! She's innocent!" 　　"But you're not innocent. Do you agree or not?" To be honest, Fourth Master sounded , not at all like a villain, but thinking about it now sent chills down my spine. "I..." I looked at Ah Ying pleadingly, hoping for a life-saving word. But she didn't say anything! I guessed it must be an unacceptable condition. Finally, I bit my lip hard and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Go ahead and hit me. Neither she nor I will cooperate with you." 　　Fourth Master smiled at me, as if he could see through my heart. He turned and gestured to the thugs. 　　"Start the finger torture!" 　　The torture began. "First, use the finger-crushing torture!" 　　A tall thug picked up a four-sided finger- crushing together with rope, pressing the hard, four-sided wooden stick between my ten fingers, tightly squeezing them. 　　"Miss Zhou, think about it. Your fingers are connected to your heart; and she remained unmoved even seeing you like this, so why don't reconsider my earlier suggestion?" I glanced at Fourth Master with contempt. " What else can you do besides torture a weak woman?" "Fine, I like it!!!" Fourth Master whispered, and the thug next to him tightened the rope of the finger-crushing instrument, squeezing my fair fingers back and forth. As the instrument tightened, my body began to contort in pain, but I only let out a soft groan. The finger-crushing device tightened more and more, the thugs watching my slender fingers tremble like plucked strings under the light. I was pale and drenched in sweat, but I still gritted my teeth… The pain of having my fingers pinched so tightly was excruciating. I endured the agony, letting low groans. Just as I was about to faint, Fourth Master shouted, “Stop!” 　　The thugs stopped. My fair hands were now covered in blood. 　　One of the thugs demanded, “Will you talk or not?” I took a breath and weakly shook my head. Fourth Master smiled, “Very good, again!” The thugs squeezed harder, “Ah, ah!!” I finally cried out. At that moment, I felt the unbelievable pressure on my fingers squeezing out the blood, and I lost consciousness. 　　A basin of cold water was splashed on my face. I slightly opened my eyes. I vaguely heard, "What? If you won't admit your mistake, then I'll have to break all ten of her fingers!" I also heard Ah Ying's voice, "If you want revenge, come at me! This has nothing to do with her!" Fourth Master said, word by word, "She's innocent, but she went to jail because of you. Don't you feel guilty? I don't want to torture her. You forced me to do this, so I have to let you watch how you torture her to death! This is all your fault! Again! Again!" The thugs tightened and loosened their grip, not wanting me to pass out quickly wanted me to fully experience the pain of my fingers being connected to my heart, continuing the torture until my tender fingers were covered in blood, a bloody mess, and I passed out. 　　"Splash!" Another basin of cold water was splashed on my face, and she slowly woke up. The thugs brought over a wooden cangue.

The wooden cangue had ten small holes. The thugs grabbed my hands, spread my ten fingers apart, opened the cangue, and then
tightly secured my fingers inside before closing it again. Fourth Master picked up a long, thick bamboo skewer from the table
and turned to A-Ying, saying, "You know what this is, right? Look, because of you, I have to drive these
skewer into her delicate fingertips." I felt terrified, looking at A-Ying with pleading eyes, thinking,
"Save me!" A-Ying painfully turned her head to one side. "Drill!" Fourth Master spat out the word through gritted teeth.

One of the thugs took the bamboo skewer, aimed the long, thick one at the nail of my bloodied left index finger, and
hammered it in hard. "Ah!" With a scream, the bamboo skewer broke into
several bamboo strands after hitting the joint inside my index finger, protruding bloodily from the second joint. The pain, so intense,
shot from my fingertip through my entire body, causing me to tremble violently. Sweating profusely, I cried out,
"Ah—oh—it hurts so much..."

"Let Officer Liu keep a close eye on her!" The thugs grabbed A-Ying's hair, forcing her to look at me. "Should
we nail all ten of her fingers down?"

"You bastards, let her go! You can hit me, nail my fingers down!
I killed your people, kill me now!"

"Want to die? Not so easy. I not only want you to admit your mistake, but I also want you to atone for your crimes. Don't
force me anymore, or I'll have to continue torturing her until I peel off her skin, tear off her flesh, pull out her tendons, and stomp
her limbs... She's suffering for you, and you've forced her to do it. Men, nail more!" "

Ah..." The thugs continued to nail bamboo skewers into my other fingers. Thick bamboo skewers pierced through my fingers
, tearing the delicate skin on the back of my hand, emerging like wolf teeth, their blood turning a deep crimson.
Several others tore through the thin muscle pads of my palms, strands of flesh hanging from their tips;
the remaining tips were probably still embedded in her hand. They filled all five fingers of my left hand, then proceeded to fill each of my right.

Blood flowed freely from my hands and the wooden yoke. I fainted several times, but the thugs would immediately
revive me with a splash of water.

In no time, all ten of my fair, delicate fingertips were filled with thick bamboo skewers. My screams, hoarse
from the unbearable pain, were broken. Ah Ying stared at me sadly, remaining silent.
"Pull the bamboo skewers off!

" "Ah...ya..." The thugs pulled the bamboo skewers off my fingertips one by one, but didn't free my hands
from the wooden shackles. Fourth Master picked up a pair of flat-nose pliers from the torture rack, grinning as he walked towards me. "Miss Zhou,
I knew I hadn't misjudged you. You know, I love taming horses, especially wild ones! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
But do you know what we're going to do next? I'm going to pull out all your fingernails one by one,
slowly, because it hurts more that way, it hurts terribly, the ten fingers are connected to the heart. I hate torturing women the most, but
I had no choice." "You...nonsense!" I said with difficulty, enduring the excruciating pain. "I had no choice.

You've suffered so much, all for her—that policeman. She was just afraid of losing face, so she made you suffer
this torture." He elegantly held up one finger: "You know, pulling out three or four fingernails will make you
faint from the pain, but don't worry, we'll wake you up with cold water and then we'll keep going. So, are you going to tell me
now , or wait until all ten fingernails are gone? This is your last chance!" "

I hung my head, biting my lip, not uttering a word. The thug reached for my
bloodied , feeling the chill of the pliers touching my fingertips.
He started pulling hard, slowly, just as Fourth Master had said. I felt a sudden, sharp pain, which intensified, piercing my very soul. I bit my lip,
trying my best to hold back my screams, but I couldn't. I finally let out a
heart-wrenching scream, my body convulsing. My fingers felt a burning, excruciating pain. I closed my eyes
, refusing to look at the finger being tortured. A semi-circular line of blood appeared at the base of my nail,
gradually thickening until blood began to gush out. As the nail was pulled out, it mercilessly tore apart the tender flesh surrounding
it ; the excruciating pain was indescribable. The first nail was out
, and the thug waved the bloody piece in front of my eyes with the pliers. 'How does it feel?'"

"Ah...ah..." I felt my whole body go limp, my hands hanging helplessly in the wooden shackles,

I didn't even have the strength to say "no.

" "Ah...ooh..."

The thug's pliers reached for my second fingernail, and I bit my lip hard. My second fingernail
had already been pried open with a thick bamboo stick, and the nail, along with blood and tendons, was pulled off.
Blood gushed from , and I screamed in agony, trying to alleviate some of the excruciating pain. This was an extremely cruel
form of torture, almost guaranteed to extract a confession from a female prisoner. But today, it wasn't about extracting a confession from the victim, but about forcing
another woman to submit. The pliers continued towards my second fingernail, the third, the fourth... I passed out and
woke up again, and thirty minutes later, all ten of my fingers, a bloody mess, were missing their nails. The excruciating pain made my whole body
spasm. Time seemed to stretch on forever. I felt I couldn't hold on any longer.
Gasping for , I struggled to say, "Ah... Ying, save... save me!" Fourth Master said sinisterly, "Miss Zhou, I advise you
to cooperate with us! We're police officers; how can we lower ourselves for a disfigured criminal!" Fourth Master
waved to the thugs and whispered, "Use a needle! Let our esteemed Officer Liu see what's what!" The thug carefully ran
a steel needle across the bright red flesh beneath my plucked fingernail. "Ah
... Ah...!"

A bloodcurdling scream escaped my throat, a sound almost unbelievable to a human.

Then he plunged the steel needle deep into the bleeding flesh. The new flesh under the fingernail was extremely
delicate, densely packed with nerve endings, making it incredibly sensitive. Even the slightest touch was excruciating, let alone being
pierced .

"Stop!" Ah Ying screamed hoarsely. Then, in extreme anguish, she said, "I promise you,
I'll let her go!"

When I heard that long-awaited voice, I was suddenly overwhelmed with surprise and disbelief, followed by
deep worry for Ah Ying. I knew this would definitely lead to serious consequences. At that moment, I saw Fourth Master look relieved.
Fu Di breathed a sigh of relief: "Release Officer Liu, and give her a seat!"

"Fourth Master! This..." The thugs looked at Fourth Master with lingering fear.

"Don't worry, I just injected her with my concocted 'dissolving power' drug. Now, without the antidote, any
ordinary person knock her down. Look how scared you guys are!"

Hearing Fourth Master's words, the thugs dared to loosen the chains binding A Ying's hands and feet. Sure enough, as soon as they were released, A
Ying collapsed limply as if she had no bones. Two thugs caught her and dragged her to a chair.

A Ying slumped against the back of the chair. One of the thugs handed A Ying a pen, and A Ying obediently
signed it. "Officer Liu has finally admitted her mistake. Although some may say you were willing to sacrifice yourself to save others,
I think you're merely redeeming yourself," Fourth Master said sanctimoniously, showing no remorse for
his own despicable and barbaric behavior. "Now, we'll hold a small ceremony, and then I'll have a doctor treat Miss Zhou's
injuries."

The thugs set up tripods and cameras in front of A-Ying's chair, with two spotlights shining
on her , creating a focal point in the dimly lit torture chamber. I saw A-Ying looking somewhat bewildered.

"Now, Miss Liu Ying, please read the Slave Declaration."

"I..." A-Ying looked at the document, tears streaming down her face. Seeing A-Ying's humiliated state, I regretted my actions
earlier .

"Please, don't make me read it. I'll do as you say, I'll endure any insults and torture you inflict."

"If you don't read it, how will I know you'll obey! If you refuse to read it, I'll have to
chop off all of Miss Zhou's fingers!"

"No! Let me think..."

"Ah..." A sudden, sharp pain struck my back. A thug was using pliers to clamp
my finger where my nail had been pulled out; the sharp pain shot straight to the bone.

"No, don't touch her. I'll talk," Ah Ying finally made up her mind to die. In a trembling voice, she said: "I am
Second-Class Superintendent Liu Ying. Because I unjustly killed Han Rulong and Han Ruowu, I feel remorseful. Without
any threat, I voluntarily offer to atone for my actions with my body and love. I solemnly swear:
From this day forward, I, Liu Ying, will be Han Ruowen's sex slave. The agreement is as follows:

Article 1: As Han Ruowen's female slave, I, Liu Ying, am willing to unconditionally obey any order from Han Ruowen,
unconditionally do any work I can for him, and have no right to refuse him.

Article 2: As Han Ruowen's sex slave, I, Liu Ying,
will do my best to satisfy my master's needs, no matter when or where.

Article 3: As Han Ruowen's sex slave, I am willing to accept any punishment from my master, even if it results in injury or
death, I will have no complaints and will bear all responsibility myself."

Article 4: I, Liu Ying, as Han Ruowen's sex slave, voluntarily request to remove my police uniform, change into slave clothing
, and wear shackles to conform to my status as a slave.

Article 5: I, Liu Ying, will unconditionally accept any additional requests from my master and shall not object.

At this moment, two thugs placed two boxes in front of Liu Ying, the signatory of the agreement. Opening the boxes, they revealed
handcuffs, shackles, and other shackles. "Now, female slave Liu Ying should change into slave clothing."

Removing her clothes in front of so many people was an unbearable humiliation for the stubborn and proud female police officer. Liu Ying's
hands slowly moved to her chest and stopped. "What? Regretting it? Don't forget your oath; your current
status is that of a female slave." Under the concentrated light of three spotlights, facing the camera, Liu Ying, with tears in her eyes
, unbuttoned the first button of her police uniform, then the second and third, removing the uniform, loosening her belt, and taking off her police skirt. When
she was left only in a black bra and panties, she lost her courage. Through the semi-transparent black bra,
her heavy breasts were visible , and tears of grievance welled up in her eyes. Just as she hesitated, Fourth Master roared, "Strip naked!

Strip naked, understand?"

"Did you hear what Master said?" Ah Ying was now a slave, not a policeman; her
imposing face was gone, replaced by tears of humiliation. She reached behind her back and unhooked the black bra, her two
full breasts bouncing out, trembling incessantly. She struggled to stand up from the chair and pulled off her black panties
. She took the stainless steel chastity belt with two dildos, one in the front and one in the back, from the henchman's hand, examining it closely,
unsure how to put it on. The henchman placed the thick one against her vulva and the thin one into her anus, locking it with a click.

Then he handed Ah Ying a stainless steel neck collar connected to an iron chain, which she humiliatingly slipped around her slender
neck, locking it with a click. A slightly larger iron hoop was fastened around her waist,
heavy shackles were placed on her ankles, and finally, a pair of chainless U-shaped handcuffs were put on. Under the Fourth Master's guidance,
she handcuffed her hands behind her back. Then, two thugs dragged her, dragging the chains with a clanging sound, to the Fourth Master. The thugs forced Ah
Ying to kneel down. The Fourth Master said, "Speak, slave Liu Ying is guilty, please punish her, Master."

"Please... punish me, Master."

"Slap!" The Fourth Master slapped Ah Ying to the ground. "Do as I say, don't forget your status."

"Slave... slave Liu Ying is... guilty, please... punish me, Master." The Fourth Master lashed Ah Ying's
abdomen with his whip. "Now you will pay the price for the deaths of my eldest and second brothers."

He waved to the thug, who retrieved a bottle of yellow liquid from the four-wheeled vehicle. The thug unscrewed the cap
and held out his hand. The thug handed him a cotton swab, which Fourth Master dipped into the liquid. He first applied it to A-Ying's
nipples and areolas, repeating the process over and over. Then he applied the remaining liquid to A-Ying's neck, armpits, vagina, anus, and
inner thighs... Finally, the thug used the remaining liquid to completely smear the outline of A-Ying's breasts onto her fair
skin. Ten minutes later, the liquid began to... The first thing Aying felt was her breasts gradually swell, her areolas and nipples
becoming prominent and red, unbearably itchy and painful like mosquito bites. Fifteen minutes later, other parts of her body began to react as well. Her vagina and
anus felt like hundreds of maggots were wriggling and biting her; her neck, armpits, and inner thighs began to burn, followed by an
itchy and painful sensation like bee stings. "What have you done? Hmm..." Aying desperately tried to twist her body to alleviate the
sensation , but all her efforts were in vain. She was drenched in sweat, knowing in her heart that this method of torture was
even more insidious than severe physical punishment. She began to groan and cry incessantly. She tried to shake her head, her long black hair cascading down her chest. She swung
her long hair , whipping her drooping breasts, hoping to relieve the pain. The thugs walked behind Aying and grabbed her long hair...

"Give her a lesson." The thug stacked his gloves, roughly grabbed Aying's swollen breasts, and squeezed and kneaded them violently.
As Aying cried out, he took a heavy metal chain from the cart, with two black metal
crocodiles at each end. The crocodiles opened their mouths full of sharp teeth and bit Aying's nipples. He then took a pair of mousetraps, bent down, and
clamped them onto Aying's labia. Aying cried out, the pain in her nipples and genitals spreading throughout her body, but this
pain still could not relieve her itching and pain.

"Let me go..." *Smack!* "Strike on the buttocks." Call me master!

"Master...man..." *Smack!* "Strike hard on the breasts." Count for me!

"One..." *Smack!

* "Two..." Aying completely broke down.

After lashing her a dozen more times, the thug threw away the whip, grabbed Ah Ying's slender waist, and said, "Slave, beg me to fuck you!"

"No..."

Fourth Master had somehow produced a small syringe. He ordered two thugs holding the pretty policewoman to
push Ah Ying face up onto the table. Ah Ying was pushed onto her own desk, her handcuffed
hands were pinned under her body, and her shoulders were held down tightly. In fact, even if they hadn't held her down, Ah Ying wouldn't have had the strength to resist
now . The terrified and humiliated pretty policewoman watched as the strange and evil Fourth Master
walked up to her with the syringe. "Hehe, Miss Liu, your breasts will hurt for a while! Oh, baby,
don't be nervous! It'll only be a little while! I promise, if you don't move, I won't stick the syringe
anywhere else on your body! Hahaha..."

Fourth Master looked at the pretty policewoman who was pinned to the table, her eyes wide with terror, staring at
the syringe , her legs and shoulders trembling weakly. Seeing the brave and beautiful policewoman
so another strange laugh. Then, with his left hand, he grabbed one of Ah Ying's full, firm breasts and
suddenly plunged the syringe in his right hand into her nipple!

"Ah!!!! No, no..." Ah Ying immediately felt a sharp pain in her nipple and
screamed in agony! Fourth Master quickly injected the pink liquid from the syringe into the beautiful policewoman's breast,
then cruelly injected the remaining liquid into her other breast using the same method! "You... despicable! Pervert..." Ah Ying never expected that Fourth Master would torture her

with such a vile and perverted method , and immediately began to curse. 　　"Take another picture of our beautiful policewoman as a souvenir!" 　　The immense humiliation, the stinging in her nipples, and her increasingly swollen and painful breasts had exhausted the beautiful policewoman . Although she hadn't been actually raped, Ah Ying felt as if she had been gang-raped by countless people—mentally gang-raped—and felt as if her physical and mental strength were about to collapse. The beautiful policewoman was now truly feeling the effects of the insidious lactation-inducing drug. She felt as if large amounts of liquid were flowing through her two naked, full, and firm breasts. Her still-stinging nipples had shamefully swelled and hardened she could even feel her swollen breasts gradually and terrifyingly expanding. This terrifying feeling, coupled with the shame of having been photographed in such obscene and indecent ways by the criminals, caused even the usually strong-willed policewoman to sob softly. "Uh, these two big breasts are probably full of milk now, aren't they?" Fourth Master said, stroking Aying's naked breasts. The beautiful policewoman's two firm and full breasts had swelled , reaching one and a half times their original size, making Aying's already quite full breasts even larger, truly resembling a woman ten months pregnant. Moreover, when gently patted, they felt a strange fullness, like a ripe watermelon making a solid, dull "plop" sound. Her nipples were alarmingly erect and swollen , their tips prominently protruding and glistening with a moist sheen. A long, agonizing night. Aying gradually regained . She opened her eyes and looked around. The room was empty and dark, 　　without windows or sunlight. Aying didn't know where she was. She tried to get up, but found her wrists and ankles still bound. She tried to lift her head and found her body tied in a spread-eagle position to a round bed. 　　Aying closed her eyes. The dull, throbbing pain in her breasts gave her a strange sensation. In her unconsciousness, her breasts had doubled in size, the already delicate skin almost translucent. She opened her eyes and saw two snow-white breasts standing , the painful nipples covered by a damp gauze. Aying felt a warm cloth covering her scarred vulva between her spread legs. The pain in her breasts and clitoris reminded her of the vicious Fourth Master. Her heart was filled with hatred and fear. She instinctively resisted, but could neither protect herself nor others. 　　A relentless itch in her anus made her writhe wildly. The long-haired beauty's snow-white body twisted on the black bed, while a hidden camera in the ceiling zoomed in and out, recording every detail. 　　Ah Ying shuddered as if shot. She seemed to understand what they had done to her body. " 　　Sex slave Liu Ying, my four servants will take good care of you. You will live with them for days. They will teach you how to be a sex slave. You will be more obedient, more sexy... 　　" "However, they won't rape you, so you certainly won't be satisfied. Goodbye, haha." As the voice faded , four masked men silently appeared in the four corners of the room. They stood in their respective corners, their blank gazes fixed on the distorted beauty on the round bed in the center, without approaching. The candlelight in the room went out simultaneously , plunging the room into a pitch-black world. The eerie silence was filled with the smoke of candles, filling Aying with fear. She knew the four men could come at any moment. She looked up, searching in the darkness, hoping to spot their positions. A slight rustling sound came from the ceiling, and an extremely faint point of light slowly descended, lower and lower. Aying gradually realized it was a glass... A glass bottle, its faint light emanating from a swarm of fireflies. The bottle was about a meter above A-Ying's body; by this sliver of light, she could see the white gauze covering her nipples. In the darkness, the candle smoke dissipated, and A-Ying smelled the metallic scent of semen in the air again. The sounds of her body writhing were unusually clear. A cold wind seeped into the room through the cracks, but her inner restlessness prevented her from feeling the cold. She felt her breasts still swollen, and a strange spring of fluid dripped from her nipples. She didn't understand why she had milk. Subtle sounds came from the four corners of the room. A-Ying couldn't see them, but she could feel the man's body heat and hear their...

Ah Ying's breathing became labored. She discovered that her milk was gushing out! Someone held her hands, and two men began
suckling at Ah Ying's nipples. Ah Ying reached her second climax; she felt the milk flowing out, her breasts no longer so swollen and painful,
and the itching from the fingers rubbing her anus was gone. Now, there was only endless pleasure. Like a docile lamb, she
obeyed all the demands of the four men. She arched her buttocks high, spread her thighs, and eagerly welcomed the men's penises.
She lowered her breasts further, letting the men freely suckle and bite her nipples. I was still locked in a
dungeon like an iron cage, without handcuffs or shackles, only an iron chain extending from the wall and fastened to a steel ring around my neck
. All ten fingers were bandaged. When I woke up, I found
another . She was in a cage in a tunnel, her head sticking out from a round hole in the top of the cage, her neck
locked, her hands and feet bound behind her back, her body kneeling upright in the cage. Her breasts were very full and
firm covered with scars. Most horrifyingly, a steel rod had pierced the base of her two rosy nipples,
the blood flowing from them already congealed, forming two lines of decoration beneath her heavy breasts. She was very beautiful,
not just ordinary beautiful, but the kind of pitiful and adorable. Her large, watery eyes, beneath long, upturned
eyelashes, revealed fear and unease. Her round, sensual lips were painted with rose-red lipstick, giving her a seductive
look. Because her neck was tightly bound, she could only glance at me sideways: "You're awake!" She was like a kitten
in the rain , beautiful yet pitiful, asking me in a hoarse voice: "Were you captured on the train
?" "Yes!" "My fingers and knees hurt a lot, so I didn't want to chat with her and just went along with it casually." Poor thing!

I dragged you into this. He said apologetically. Although I had personally experienced so much,
I was completely clueless about the criminals and the whole story: "What did you mean by 'drafted'?" I asked curiously. "My

name is A-Mei. I worked as a dancer in the nightclub owned by Second Master. Later, I met a policewoman named Lin Jian and
became her informant. Han Rulong and I, his older brother, built a relationship and provided information to the police a few times. Later,
I discovered that Third Master suspected me. Luckily, my older brother protected me, and I wasn't killed by them. But I'm very scared.
This time, I secretly recorded evidence of their drug deal with the foreigners. I originally wanted to give it to Xiao Mei, the flower seller, so
she could take the train to Tiannan to find Lin Jian, but Xiao Mei was killed by them. I quickly put the blue tape inside..." I left the briefcase
on the train to Binyang, and then drove there myself, but I was caught before I even left the train station.

They already knew about the tape from Xiaomei, and they kept pressing me for its whereabouts, torturing me with the cruelest
torture . I couldn't take it anymore and had to confess. First, they whipped me.

The thugs dragged me to a door-shaped rack, put rope nooses around my
wrists, and pulled the nooses tight, hanging my body in a "Y" shape. My wrists and arms, pulled
straight ached terribly. The thugs stripped me naked, then picked up
a thick, long cowhide whip that had been soaking in a bucket of water, and swung it with all their might. The whip whistled through the air and lashed my bare chest, a
sharp pain radiating from my sensitive breasts throughout my body. I've always been afraid of pain and
had never been beaten before. After one lash, a purplish-red welt immediately appeared on my pink and full breasts, and blood
flowed from the broken skin.

"Crack, crack, crack—" The two thugs took turns lashing me from front and back, and instantly, the torture chamber was filled with
the ear-piercing shriek of the whip and the dull cracking sound of it striking flesh. I screamed desperately. The whip lashed at
my naked body like a storm, each lash leaving a welt, each lash a splash of blood, especially the
moment the whip whistled through the air and struck my flesh, the excruciating pain was indescribable. First, there was
the dull striking my flesh, the impact of the lash making my internal organs feel
like they were being torn apart, then the sharp, stabbing pain as the whip tore through my flesh, and then the burning, searing pain left by the whip as it carried
away the flesh and blood. All of this happened in a fleeting
instant , but the pain was so intense it lasted until the next lash. I was whipped to the point of near death,
in excruciating agony. Blood streamed down my body, forming a bloody network on my skin and legs,
staining my bare feet and shackles red.
The blood ! I swayed under the whip's blows, too weak to struggle. Third Master cruelly said, "
Wash Miss Amei's wounds; she doesn't look good covered in blood!" The thugs poured a bucket of salt water onto my injured, naked body.
"Ah—ah!" I screamed in agony, feeling a burning,
agonizing pain in my wounds. I convulsed, struggling in vain.
The pain of the torn flesh being burned by the salt water was unimaginable; even a man couldn't bear it, let alone a young,
delicate girl like me. Salt water washed over her blood-soaked body, turning it a deep crimson that flowed onto the ground,
staining a large area red.

"Speak! Speak now!" Third Master roared, panting heavily, brandishing a blood-dripping leather whip.

I didn't answer. So the whipping began again, the whip soaked in blood, creating
puffs of blood mist as it lashed through the air. When the whippers got tired, two more people took over. My entire body was whipped raw, blood
flowing down my skin. At first, the blood dripped slowly from my toes, but later it formed two thin lines, gushing
and flowing incessantly to the ground! I fainted several times, only to be revived each time by splashes of salt water, only to be whipped again.
This repeated itself many times, but I still managed to hold back my confession. "

What was most unbearable was... when I woke up again, I was hanging naked in
the center of the torture chamber, my hands bound together on a rack in mid-air, my legs spread wide, and my ankles chained to iron rings
on the ground. 'Will you talk or not?' Third Master asked. I resolutely and slowly shook my head. Third Master waved his hand, and
two thugs each grabbed one of my labia and pulled them apart, stretching my vaginal opening to its limit, revealing the tender pink
flesh and my sacred hymen. I was filled with extreme terror, not knowing how they would torture me.
That was the most untouchable place. Another thug held up a flashlight and illuminated Third Master's genitals.
Third Master slowly and heavily rubbed my vaginal opening a few times with his right middle finger, and a small round hole appeared at the upper part of my vaginal opening under the bright light
. Fourth Master lewdly said, 'So it's here,' and took an iron skewer, shining it..."
He shoved the steel rod into the small, exposed opening. My head snapped back, eyes wide, teeth
clenched , and facial muscles convulsing violently. "My God! He actually stabbed a steel rod into my urethra!" Third Master
showed no mercy, forcefully pushing the rod halfway in. I felt it penetrate all the way into my bladder.

The narrow, delicate walls of my urethra were excruciatingly painful, and my legs stiffened instantly. Third Master slowly twisted
the steel rod in his hand, stirring it inside my urethra, demanding, "Will you talk or not?" He gradually increased
the pressure, and my legs involuntarily spasmed with the rhythm of his movements. A stream of bright red
blood flowed from my lower body. I knew I was about to collapse, hoping to go into shock, but I
struggled through the excruciating pain and didn't go into shock. Third Master used an alligator clip with an attached wire to clamp the exposed
part of the steel rod, turned on the power switch, and a violent current surged into my lower body. I was
overwhelmed : "Ah...stop! I'll confess! I'll tell you everything!" The ruthless Third Master didn't stop, but
instead, while fiddling with the steel rod, asked, "Where's the videotape?

" "On train 808...ah...the blue...locked case. Ah..." Ah Mei
finished her tragic story: "I'm finished. Even if they don't kill me, I'll be arrested and imprisoned by the police. "I know they
rushed from the highway to the next station, boarded the train to retrieve the case, and later learned that they encountered the police. The eldest and second masters were
dead.

"You did it, didn't you? If only you had taken care of the fourth one too, that guy was the most terrifying..."

I listened quietly as Ah Mei told such a harrowing story, tears streaming down my face. I
almost forgot the excruciating pain in my fingers and knees. I only felt that this flamboyantly dressed, even somewhat repulsive woman
was a hero worthy of respect. But I was weak at the crucial moment, causing Ah Ying to suffer endless humiliation.
Later, I discovered that Ah Mei had lied to me. It was true she was being tortured, but she was the daughter of drug lord Kang Sha. Actually, I should have
suspected from her behavior that she wasn't a dancer, but I didn't expect that innocent girls were easier to deceive. These days, Fourth Master has been publicly
declaring that he's been lacing the unfortunate policewoman's food with aphrodisiacs and, after she's been tortured to exhaustion,
injecting her with a drug that increases her body's sensitivity to sexual stimulation while she sleeps. This is a
rare drug, and after a period of injections, Ah Ying's bare breasts have become noticeably swollen! Not only are
her breasts gradually enlarging, but her body has also become extremely sensitive. Even the slightest movement causing her enormous breasts to tremble will
arouse her, making her feel flustered and unable to control her desires. Fourth Master has his henchmen inject Ah Ying with this drug every day! Although
Ah Ying was told she had been injected with some kind of drug, she was still extremely
panicked and ashamed of the sudden changes in her body. She often felt involuntarily aroused, and she had to knead her breasts and genitals, even inserting
her fingers into her vagina to masturbate. This feeling dealt
a heavy blow to the last vestige of self-respect and will the policewoman was desperately trying to maintain! She began to feel panic, helplessness, shame, and despair! "

Bring that lowly slave and the female prisoner here with you!"

I went first, feeling uneasy, unsure of what was about to happen. A moment later, with the clatter of shackles dragging on the ground
, the policewoman Ah Ying was brought out of the dungeon by the thugs. Fourth Master turned around. Ah Ying was completely naked
, her bare feet shackled with heavy black leg irons, and her hands were also
bound with black iron handcuffs. The other end of the chain on the handcuffs was connected to a collar around her slender neck, leaving
her hands cuffed and helplessly clasped to her chest. The naked policewoman, shy and nervous, tightly clamped
her long, shapely legs together, her head drooping weakly. Fourth Master stared at the woman before him. This woman, now humiliated
, naked and shackled, dared not resist, her
expression utterly dejected, was a world apart from the spirited and beautiful policewoman who had been chasing his brother just days before! "Raise your head, take your hands off!"

Fourth Master commanded. Ah Ying's fair, rounded shoulders trembled as she slowly and obediently raised her head. Her eyes
were filled with tears, and her face and mouth were still stained with sticky white grime, clearly indicating she had just been
violated by the thugs. "Take them off, let Miss Zhou see," Ah Ying glanced at me, slowly releasing her handcuffed
hands . Immediately, a pair of astonishingly full, white, and large breasts were exposed on Ah Ying's chest
!

Because of the drug, Ah Ying's already full and firm breasts had almost doubled in size
, hanging heavily on her bare chest like two fully inflated balloons, trembling
alluringly. Fourth Master reached out and cupped Ah Ying's large breasts, kneading them. Ah Ying immediately
turned her head , a look of shame on her face, letting out a soft moan. "What? Shy? Haha,
Officer Liu's body actually has such a pair of big, white, and firm breasts, truly wonderful!" Fourth Master humiliated Ah
Ying while continuing to fondle her soft, warm breasts. He saw that Ah Ying's face was flushed, her naked
body trembling incessantly, yet she dared not resist. Ah Ying was utterly desperate at this moment. She knew she was powerless to escape
this humiliating situation, and her body, openly injected with the drug by Fourth Master, had become abnormally sensitive. Any touch
would easily produce pleasure and excitement; stimulation of her breasts and genitals would arouse uncontrollable
urges , further shattering the policewoman's will. Fourth Master kneaded the policewoman's ample breasts incessantly.
He noticed that her sensitive, tender nipples were gradually becoming engorged and erect with excitement.
The policewoman, who was turning her face away in shame, was emitting moans and whimpers as if she were fainting. Her tightly pressed,
snow-white, shapely legs began to rub together restlessly! "I didn't expect Officer Liu's body to be so lewd and
shameless . She gets aroused just from having her breasts pinched a few times? Haha!

" Fourth Master roughly inserted his hand between Ah Ying's shamefully tightly clenched legs and found that her alluring,
plump vulva had become hot, with some wet liquid slowly flowing out. He
immediately laughed excitedly!

"That's because you shamelessly injected her with drugs, that's why she's like this." I don't know where I got
the courage , but I blurted out.

"Is that so?" Fourth Master looked at me slyly, clapped his hands, and immediately a thug brought over a syringe. As soon as Ah Ying
saw the liquid in the syringe, her body trembled involuntarily.

"This is what you call an aphrodisiac?" Fourth Master pulled out the needle and, amidst Liu Ying's scream, shot the liquid into her mouth.
"He drank it down. The first time was an aphrodisiac, but only once. It's true I gave him a high-efficacy lactation agent, but your so-called
aphrodisiac is just saline solution.

" "That's impossible! You're lying!" I cried out.

"I'm not lying to you," Fourth Master still used the word "you" even now. "It's like drugs. Everyone
says drugs are harmful, but who's really harming people? If everyone were as happy as the news reports,
and society as enlightened as the newspapers portray, would anyone use drugs to seek pleasure?" Fourth Master's face suddenly turned to
Ah Ying. "Food and sex are human nature; Officer Liu is so lewd because he's a slut."

"Bu, I'm not!" Ah Ying cried out almost in tears.

"No, you are," Fourth Master's eyes fixed on Ah Ying like an eagle's, "and a hypocritical slut!"

"Ah!" Ah Ying screamed and collapsed to the ground. I now understood the horror Ah Mei had described; it was
truly terrifying.

"Officer Liu, don't get so agitated. Otherwise, you might faint from what's coming next." Fourth Master
even revealed a knowing smile, calling out towards the door, "Bring Officer Lin in!" As a naked
figure was dragged in, Ah Ying immediately screamed; I couldn't help but look over: it really was Lin Jian!

Officer Lin looked exactly the same as when Ah Ying came in: still in shackles, still completely naked,
the only difference seemed to be that her expression was more resolute than Ah Ying's a few days ago. As soon as the thugs released him, Ah Jian
collapsed like mud, clearly only a large amount of the dispelling agent remained.

"Officer Liu, do you know, ever since I leaked your information to Officer Lin, he's been desperately trying to
see you, I couldn't stop him."

"Sister Lin, it's all my fault," Ah Ying's tears fell like broken beads.

"Ah Ying, how could I abandon you?" Ah Jian said, glaring at Fourth Master. "You despicable scoundrel!
Didn't say you'd exchange me for Ah Ying?"

"I did say that," Fourth Master smiled elegantly, "but I changed my mind. I've decided to reunite you sisters and let you share
happiness . Isn't that wonderful?"

"Fine, your Han family is indeed shameless! You and your brothers are just like them, all scoundrels!" "

Don't you dare slander my brothers!" Fourth Master's face changed drastically, his previous elegance vanishing completely. "I've
never had any interest in family matters since I was little. I only wanted a peaceful life. If it weren't for you, my brothers wouldn't have died,
and I should be completing my studies in the laboratory, living an ordinary life; I wouldn't have come here to become
a drug lord ! You shattered my life, you made me like this, you ruined me!"

"No one forced you. This was your own choice. From the day your family started dealing drugs, you should
have expected this outcome. Those people deserved to die." Ah Jian bravely and loudly protested.

"Shut up!" Fourth Master jumped up like a ball. "Indeed, my brothers were drug dealers, and they deserved it;
but what about my sister? She was only thirteen years old, she didn't understand anything; she was so kind, so innocent, and yet you
shot her dead!"

"Um," Ah Jian's eyes seemed to wander for some reason, "she was with your third brother at the time, and I missed
."

"Nonsense! Not to mention you're a famous sharpshooter, let me ask you: has anyone ever missed three shots in a row? My sister and my
third brother were the same, each of them missed three shots. You clearly wanted to kill her!

"

"People are very tense during a gunfight, so missing three shots isn't surprising," I blurted out for some reason.

"Miss Zhou, are you defending him?" Fourth Master stared at me fiercely, making me feel uneasy. After
a while, he suddenly smiled, regaining his usual elegance. "Miss Zhou, do you know why I invited you here? Do you
know who framed you?"

"Who?"

"Officer Lin, shouldn't you be the one to say that?" Fourth Master suddenly turned to Ah Jian, and I couldn't help but look at
him. Ah Jian avoided my gaze and remained silent. "Since Officer Lin won't say, then I will.
In order to become the captain of the criminal investigation team, you agreed to Mrs. Zheng, the wife of your district's Chief Zheng Yi and
the mother of Deputy Director Zheng Ren of the Public Security Bureau, and personally framed Miss Zhou."

"You're talking nonsense! My sister Lin isn't that kind of person!" Ah Ying retorted loudly, disregarding the danger.

"Is that so? Why don't you ask your Sister Lin? Officer Lin, do you need me to produce evidence?"

"No need," Ah Jian looked at Ah Ying sadly. "What he said is true."

"Sister Lin, this isn't true," Ah Ying was already somewhat frantic, her words incoherent. "Tell me, this
isn't true. He forced you to say this. Tell me..."

"No, it's true."

"Sister Lin, how could you do such a shameless thing? I've always treated you like an older sister..."

"Officer Liu, you really don't need to do this to your Sister Lin," Fourth Master elegantly crossed his arms,
looking every bit the victor. "If he hadn't done this, he wouldn't have had the authority to organize this operation. The information you have
would be nothing but a piece of waste paper. Am I right, Officer Lin?" Ah Jian nodded blankly.

"That can't be..."

"No, that can't be," Fourth Master rudely interrupted Ah Ying. "Losing Zhou Qian to save a
drug addict is worth it. Justice isn't always bright. Also, Officer Lin, you were actually forced to kill my sister
, right? Someone wanted to kill our whole family, didn't they?"

"Yes," Ah Jian replied softly.

"Then that warning text message was also sent by you, Officer Lin, right? I'll never forget that." Fourth Master didn't
care whether Ah Jian answered or not, turning to look at me. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You're very beautiful, really beautiful, even now. You don't know, do you? You really
don't know. The Zheng father and son both took a liking to you, and almost turned against each other because of you. It's precisely because of your beauty that you've suffered
this undeserved disaster. Mrs. Zheng sees you as a source of trouble. This is what they mean by 'beauty is often short-lived.'" Fourth Master even
looked at I was stunned. Oh, I remember now, there is a lecherous deputy director in the bureau, but
how did he get involved with his father? And what does it have to do with me? Before I could even process what was happening, I heard
Fourth Master say to Ah Jian, "Officer Lin, let's get back to the point. Are you willing to admit your mistake?" I only saw Ah Jian silently
shake his head.

"That's difficult. Do you know how we persuaded Officer Liu last time in our city?"

"Don't tell me you're going to use Zhou Qian to blackmail Sister Lin again, you scum."

This time it was Liu Ying.

"Your Sister Lin is different from you, not as heartless as you, and I have no interest in repeating the same tricks." Fourth Master
smiled slightly, but it sent a chill down my spine. "Officer Lin, are you going to kill me?"

"Since I'm here, I've never been afraid."

"Fine, I'll give you a quick death, death or admitting your mistake?"

"I did nothing wrong, so I'll die."

"Very good, I like straightforward people the most." Fourth Master clapped his hands, and the thugs brought over a gallows. Ah
Ying and I looked terrified, but Ah Jian looked calm. "Do you want me to go up myself?" "No, my men will help you
." Fourth Master waved his hand, and the thugs quickly brought out a large box from outside, walked to the gallows, and took out the contents of
the box . It turned out to be a large block of ice, at least two feet high. "Kill me if you want, what are you trying
to do ?" Ah Jian asked, puzzled. "You're about to die, why ask so many questions?"

Fourth Master seemed to see a hint of panic in Ah Jian's eyes and interrupted him. The thugs placed a block of ice under
the noose , then placed a wooden strip on top, and then lifted the already exhausted Ah Jian onto
the wooden strip on the ice!

"Are you trying to suffocate me little by little?" Ah Jian shouted. Indeed, many people are not afraid of being shot dead,
but they are afraid of dying slowly.

"What, is the strong Officer Lin scared?" Fourth Master said deliberately, "I am not a bloodthirsty person. If you are
willing to admit your mistake, I will still show leniency. How about admitting your mistake?" Ah Jian did not answer, turned his head away,
and let the thugs put the noose around his neck. It was already morning, and the sun was very strong. Although there was
air conditioning in the room, the ice under Ah Jian's feet had begun to melt! Ah Jian obviously felt this as well, and his body was gradually covered
in sweat.

"Officer Lin, you're covered in sweat. This won't do. You have a long time before you die," Fourth Master
relentlessly tormented Ah Jian, like a form of mental torture. "Why don't you admit your mistake, and I'll let you down."

Ah Jian didn't answer, and slowly melted away. She gradually stood on tiptoe, her forehead
glistening with sweat . "Officer Lin, it's better to live a miserable life than to die. Don't keep pretending. Admit your mistake, and then obediently become
my slave."

"Never!" Ah Jian stood up and shouted. But she paid the price for her bravery. The wooden planks beneath her feet fell
to the ground, and the noose tightened considerably. Ah Jian's face flushed red, and after
a she managed to stand on tiptoe. A stream of pale yellow urine
flowed down the inside of Ah Jian's trembling legs! Seeing this, Ah Ying rushed forward and grabbed Fourth Master's leg. "Fourth Master, please let Sister Lin go!"

"Hmm, what did you call me?"

"Oh, no, Master, please let Sister Lin go! As long as you let Sister Lin go, I
'll do whatever you ask me to do from now on... Master..." Ah Ying was already bordering on madness. "

Officer Liu, this isn't my fault," Fourth Master looked at Ah Ying coldly. "You should beg her. She wanted to die,
not me."

"Sister Lin, just admit your mistake. You can't die!" Ah Ying pleaded. "Ah Ying doesn't want you to die...

" Her heart softened a little. Ah Jian's bare legs began to struggle, trying to lift her body, but
the noose around her neck was gradually tightening. The terrible feeling of suffocation made Ah Jian cough immediately!

"Please, save my Sister Lin... Don't hang her..." She knelt at Fourth Master's feet and cried loudly.

"Alright. Go lick her cunt, make your Sister Lin horny, make her feel the joy of being alive... then
make her admit her mistakes like you!" Fourth Master's words were like a spell. Ah Ying immediately got up, then went to the gallows
, hugged Ah Jian's naked body, buried her head between Ah Jian's naked legs, and pressed her small mouth to
the policewoman's tender and tight cunt, licking and sucking it diligently! "No...don't...Ah Ying...oh
..."

Ah Jian felt Ah Ying's warm little mouth pressed tightly against his cunt, her soft tongue skillfully parting
his thick labia, constantly sucking his tender and sensitive cunt and clitoris. At the same time, Ah Ying
rubbed her naked, full, and plump breasts back and forth against Ah Jian's thighs. Ah Jian never imagined it would be like this:
hanging naked on the gallows, under the gaze of the thugs, having his body played with by his own naked
subordinate ! The intense shame, the suffocating feeling from the tightening noose around his neck,
and the surging pleasure from Ah Ying's teasing and playing with his sensitive flesh, caused Ah Jian to completely
break down.

"Waaah... Oh, I... I... Ah Ying, no..." Ah Jian groaned and cried incoherently, while
his naked body hanging on the gallows trembled and twisted excitedly, forcing Ah Ying to hold onto his
legs tightly to prevent him from slipping off the ice.

"Officer Lin, do you know what to do?" Fourth Master coldly and cruelly watched the policewoman gradually
break down and submit.

"I... Oh... I admit my mistake... Waaah... Spare me, save me..."

Ah Jian struggled and gasped, twisting his naked body in excitement and pain, crying and
begging in submission. Just as the thugs loosened the noose around Ah Jian's neck, the policewoman suddenly pressed her naked
lower body against Ah Ying's face, rubbing intensely, letting out loud cries of agony and excited screams…

…“Take them out,” Fourth Master smiled, savoring the joy of victory. “Cool them down with some cold water, then bring them back.
I want Officer Lin to meet my goddaughter.” Ten minutes later, Ah Ying and Ah Jian were dragged back in, both
soaking wet. Ah Jian's face was flushed, biting his lip as he stared at Fourth Master, while Ah Ying seemed to have a hint of joy on her face.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Fourth Master said, crossing his arms. “I just wanted to show you how strong I am.
Everyone is afraid of death, and I’m afraid of death too, very afraid. Officer Lin, smile. I don’t want you to see my goddaughter with that
expression .” As he spoke, a woman carrying a baby walked in from outside the door, and Ah Jian’s face
turned deathly pale.

"Baby!" Ah Jian screamed in anguish, the thugs holding her back tightly to prevent her from breaking free. "You
beast, my daughter is only two years old..."

"What did you just call me?" Fourth Master interrupted Ah Jian sternly.

"Beast..." Ah Jian's eyes dimmed, and she whispered, "Master." Then she pleaded, "Please..."
"Please, spare my daughter. If you spare her, I'm willing to be your slave..."

"What are you saying?" Fourth Master coughed. "The reason I brought your daughter here is because I was afraid she would
lose her mother at a young age and not receive proper care. I'm a man of principle. Since I've recognized her as my goddaughter,
rest assured : regardless of whether you admit your mistake or not, I will take good care of her, ensure her healthy growth, and provide her with a good education.

You know, she looks exactly like my sister when she was little. I love her so much...
"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Jian knelt down on the ground with a thud. "Master, I'm willing to admit my mistake. I'm guilty. I'll accept whatever
punishment you give me."

"That's more like it." Fourth Master turned to the thugs and said, "Prepare things for her. She'll attend the mourning ceremony for my
brother . Ah Mei and Miss Zhou will also be going." The thugs dragged the dejected Ah Jian away.

"Officer Liu, come here." Fourth Master beckoned to Ah Ying, who shrank back and crawled over. "I remember now
, you called me just now..."

"Master, this slave knows his mistake, this slave didn't mean it..." Ah Ying panicked.

"Don't be afraid, it's good that you know your mistake." Fourth Master gently stroked Ah Ying's face and took out a pill.
"Here, take this."

"What... what is this?" Ah Ying shivered and asked timidly. "What's there to be afraid of? This slave has already done something, why should I be afraid of
my master " Fourth Master laughed. "This is the antidote for the Dissolving Power Powder. Others train slaves so badly that they want to break their limbs to make them
powerless to resist, but I'm not like that. Every fine horse has a temper, and I like horses with big tempers."

"Then aren't you afraid that I'll kill you after I regain my strength?"

"You won't, because you've already been tamed." Fourth Master stared straight at Ah Ying. "And... are you
willing to do that?"

"..." Ah Ying didn't answer and silently swallowed the pill. After a long silence, a voice finally broke out: "Master,
you're not a bad person, actually."

"Is that so?" Fourth Master turned to me. "Miss Zhou, what do you think?"

For three days, Fourth Master and the other thugs didn't torture me anymore, and apart from the collar around my neck, they didn't
add any more instruments of torture. Ah Mei was different; she was dragged out and tortured every day, and each time she came back covered in bruises.

Ah Mei was a talkative person, and she told me about each of her tortures. I heard a commotion, and then
several large hands entered Ah Mei's cell next door and pulled her out of the iron cage. I thought it was time for another interrogation,
poor Ah Mei. After the shackles were removed, two handcuffers grabbed her arms and twisted them behind her back. A third handcuffer went
behind and loosely locked her neck with his arms, causing her beautiful head to tilt slightly back and her large breasts
to involuntarily thrust out. The last handcuffer stood in front of her, took a long rope,
looped the middle of the rope around her neck, crossed it in front of her, and passed it under her armpits. The handcuffer who had locked her neck released Ah Mei,
took the rope from behind, and looped it around each of her pink arms two or three times. With the help of the two handcuffers who twisted her arms,
he pulled her upper arms tight behind her back, crossed the rope, tied a knot, wrapped it horizontally around her breasts, tied
another knot behind her back, crossed her forearms horizontally, looped the rope from below, pulled it up, passed it through the rope behind
her neck, and returned to her vest. He gathered all the ropes behind her back together and tied a knot, binding
Ah Mei's upper body tightly so that she could not move an inch. Then he was taken out of the cell.

I was just thinking that each court session wouldn't be so troublesome when suddenly the door on my side opened, and several burly men came in.

Because they hadn't bothered me for several days, I felt terrified when they came in: were they going to kill
us ?

One of the leaders said, "Tie her up and take her away!" The thugs pounced on me,
twisting my hands behind my back, one on each side. The leader roughly lifted my twisted arms upwards, the pain bringing tears to my eyes.
The thugs tightly bound my wrists, palm to palm, fingertips pointing upwards, wrist to wrist
, bound together in a tight cross, the two ropes tightening so tightly that my wrists
were firmly bound as one, the ropes brutally digging deep into my skin. The leader brought my
arms as close together as possible behind my back, until my elbows were almost touching, then bound them together with the ropes he had prepared
. The ropes wrapped around my arms several times, then tightened vertically and tied several knots, then wrapped around again and tied several more knots,
repeating this five times. The leader tightened the knot with his hands, confirming that her wrists and elbows were humiliatingly bound
behind her back. To alleviate the pain in her arms, I had to hunch my shoulders back as much as possible, but
at the same time, my full breasts became even more alluringly erect. The leader picked up a long rope, folded it in half,
and then came over and tied it above my chest, wrapping the ends around my back several times before connecting it to the rope binding my
elbows . This was to make my arms even more tightly pressed against my body. The several sections of rope pressing down on my chest
were evenly spaced, neatly compressing this part of a woman's pride, making the two bright red nipples seem about
to burst out . Combined with the beautiful woman's delicate, blushing face, it was truly a magnificent sight from afar. One of the thugs
covered my head with a black cloth bag and tied it tightly around my slender neck. Instantly,
everything went black, and I felt suffocated. I tried to take deep breaths. Someone pulled me by the arm and led me out,
then into a car, forcing me to kneel on the ground. The car drove along a bumpy mountain road. I felt
there were other people around me, but I wasn't sure if they were Aying and the others.

After about an hour, the car stopped. I was dragged out of the car and walked along the potholed road, climbing
a dozen or so steps before stopping again, where I was forced to kneel. Someone untied the rope around my neck and removed
a black cloth bag. The bright light blinded me, and it took a while for my eyes to adjust. I saw
that it was a small cemetery, not luxurious at all, but rather with a somewhat desolate atmosphere. The cemetery was located on
a small, wooded hill. There were several solitary tombstones on it, inscribed from left to right: the
tombstones of eldest brother Han Rulong, second brother Han Ruowu, third brother Han Ruhu, and youngest sister Han Rufeng. In front of the tombstones was a platform,
with about fifteen or sixteen steps leading up to it. On either side of the steps were two or three thugs. At the very center of the platform sat
a wooden chair, where Fourth Master sat holding a child. Third Master and Abiao stood on either side. Opposite the tombstone and chair on the platform
stood two wooden stakes and two iron pestles, the iron pestles in the middle and the stakes on either side, about four or five meters apart.

Amei was tightly bound to the rightmost stake. I was dragged by two thugs to the left stake and forced...
I knelt with my back to the wooden stake. The thugs mercilessly tied my neck to the stake,
wrapping it around my chest and breasts, around my slender waist, and down my thighs to my knees
, binding me tightly to the stake. I was in excruciating pain, and tears welled up in my eyes: "
It's too tight! I'm being strangled! Please loosen it a little!" The thugs ignored me and sneered, "Want to loosen it a little? Fine
, I'll loosen it for you! Hey!"

"Ah!" A sharp pain shot through my legs. The thugs had used another rope to tie my ankles up, pulling them
upwards and then around my neck, tying it tightly. My legs felt like they were about to cramp; the pain was unbearable. "You bastard!"

The thugs then bound my calves and thighs together in a tight knot.

I was completely bound to the stake, unable to move. Finally, the thugs tied a final, inescapable knot and stepped aside. I was bound and in pain, struggling to breathe. Then I heard the sound of

chains dragging on the ground in the distance , a slow, heavy clatter that lasted for about ten minutes before it reached me. I couldn't turn around, but I knew without looking that it must be A-Ying and A-Jian. 　　I saw A-Ying as she slowly and laboriously walked past me. She was alone; I knew the thugs were using me to blackmail her, and she was suffering for me. She was naked, her slender figure draped in mourning clothes, her body slightly leaning forward. On her back was a thick iron bar, half a meter long. At the top of the bar was an iron ring connected to a stainless steel collar around A-Ying's neck, and in the middle were two chains binding her tightly. At the bottom was another chain connected to shackles. A-Ying's hands were bound behind her back, holding onto the two iron rings at the bottom of the bar. Her chest was protruding, her large, proud breasts hanging heavily in front of her, and her long, beautiful legs were laboriously dragging the heavy shackles. A white cloth strip was wrapped around her head , tied in a bow on the left side, with the remaining strip trailing long to the ground. A white cloth strip was also tied around her thin waist, also trailing long to the ground from the left side. With great effort, A-Ying walked to the tombstone, knelt down, leaned forward, and kowtowed three times. She then said, "I am the murderer —Liu Ying. I am guilty before the Han family. I am the murderer of Han Ruowu. I am willing to atone to Lord Han Rulong. 　　I am willing to be a slave to the Han family for generations, to serve them like a cow or a horse, without hesitation, and I will never regret it. Please forgive my sins, Lord Han Ruowu ." Then, with great effort, A-Ying stood up, dragging her heavy shackles, and walked to the second tombstone. She knelt again, kowtowed three times, and said through sobs, "I am the murderer—Liu Ying. I am guilty before the Han family. I am the murderer of Han Ruowu. I am willing to atone to Lord . I 　　am willing to be a slave to the Han family for generations, to serve them like a cow or a horse, without hesitation, and I will never regret it. Please forgive my sins, Lord Han Ruowu." " 　　After she finished pleading guilty, she walked towards the iron stake standing in the middle, and we came face to face. I was shocked to see the words 'Her crimes are unforgivable!' written on the white cloth strip on Ah Ying's head. What shocked me even more was that a large nose ring, like a bull's nose, was prominently displayed on Ah Ying's beautiful and delicate face . The nose ring passed through the septum between her two nostrils, and was about two and a half inches in diameter. A metal chain was attached to the nose ring, which hung down to her knee and then back to the nipple ring on her left nipple. Her police badge was hanging from the nipple ring on her right side. Ah Ying walked to the wooden stake in the middle and knelt down, waiting for the thugs to come and tie her up. Next was Ah Jian. She was dressed in mourning clothes like Ah Ying and carried the heavy iron bar, except that her cloth strip hung down from the right side." Ah Jian struggled to the tombstone, knelt down, looked at the baby in Fourth Master's arms, and shouted: "I am Lin Jian, a first-class police inspector. Because I unjustly killed Han Ruowen's third brother, Han Ruohu, and younger sister, Han Ruofeng, I feel remorseful. Without any threat, I voluntarily offer to atone for my actions with my body and love." He solemnly swore: 　　"From this day forward, I, Lin Jian, will be Han Ruowen's sex slave. The agreement is as follows: 　　First, as Han Ruowen's female slave, I am willing to unconditionally obey any order from Han Ruowen, unconditionally do any work I can for her, and have no right to refuse. 　　Second, as Han Ruowen's sex slave, I will do my best to satisfy my master's needs, no matter when or where. 　　Third, as Han Ruowen's sex slave, I am willing to accept any punishment from my master, even if it results in injury or death, without complaint, and I will bear all responsibility myself." 　　Article 4: I, Lin Jian, as Han Ruowen's sex slave, voluntarily request to remove my police uniform, change into slave clothing , and wear shackles to conform to my status as a slave. 　　Article 5: I, Lin Jian, will unconditionally accept any additional requests from my master and shall not raise any objections. 　　After signing the agreement, Lin Jian leaned forward, bowed his head to the ground, and kowtowed three times, reciting: "I am Lin Jian, the murderer of the Han family. I am guilty of the crime against the Han family. I am the murderer of Han Rufeng. I am willing to apologize to Lord Han Rufeng . I am willing to be a slave to the Han family for generations, to serve them like a cow or a horse, and I will never regret it. Please forgive my sins, Lord 　　Han Rufeng." Then, Lin Jian struggled to her feet, dragging her heavy shackles, and walked to the last tombstone. She knelt down again, kowtowed three times, and said with a sob, "I am Lin Jian, the murderer of the Han family. I am guilty of the crime against the Han family. I am the murderer of Han Rufeng. I am willing to apologize to Lord Han Rufeng. I am willing to be a slave to the Han family for generations, to serve them like a cow or a horse, and I will never regret it. Please forgive my sins, Lord Han Rufeng." 　　After she finished apologizing, she walked towards the iron pestle standing in the middle, and just then she came face to face with me. The white cloth strip on Ah Jian's head read, "She deserves to die!" 　　Similarly, a large nose ring shone on Ah Jian's beautiful, delicate face, from which a metal chain hung, running down to her knee and then to a nipple ring on her right nipple. Her police badge hung from her left nipple ring. 　　Ah Jian walked to the middle wooden post and knelt down, waiting for the thugs to tie her up. Seeing Ah Ying and Ah Jian's miserable state made me very sad, but they were the ones who framed me; my feelings were complicated. 　　At this moment, the thugs didn't rush to tie Ah Ying and the others up. Fourth Master walked to the tombstone, sat cross-legged, poured a bottle of wine on the ground, and said, "Eldest brother, second brother, third brother: Rest in peace. You've always been good to me since I was little, taking special care of me. You wouldn't let me participate in family affairs when I didn't want to, and you did everything you could to create opportunities for me to study. No matter what others say, you will always be my good brothers." As he said this, Fourth Master's eyes welled up with tears.

"Don't worry, I will definitely handle the family affairs well and restore the prestige of the Han family!" Fourth Master turned to
the fourth tombstone. "Little sister, I'm sorry, I'm incompetent and failed to protect you."

Fourth Master spoke with heartfelt emotion, and everyone present wept, even I couldn't help but have tears in my eyes. Fourth Master wiped away
his tears and said fiercely, "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Did you see? Today, two
murderers though not yet brought to justice, have confessed. I will make the rest die without a burial place. Family, let me
punish them in your place! Men!" The thugs responded and pulled up Ah Ying and Ah Jian, who were kneeling on the ground
, and lifted them high. They were both stunned and did not struggle at all. Fourth Master walked over and used both hands to pry open Ah Ying's
labia, inserted the tip of the iron rod, and the two thugs pulled down. "Ah..." Ah Ying screamed and
cried out in pain. Her body was tense and trembling, and her beautiful breasts swayed.

Blood flowed from between A-Ying's legs. The thugs tied A-Ying's ankles with ropes, the rope tied to her left foot was tied
to my slender waist, and the rope tied to her
right the rope tied to A-Mei's slender waist with her right foot, and the rope tied to her left foot was tied to A-Ying's body. In this way, A-Ying and A-Jian's
legs were spread apart, their body weight pressing completely on their genitals, and the
iron
rods were deeply embedded in their abdominal cavities. She couldn't move or fall, and she couldn't make any weak struggles, because any movement would only push the iron rods deeper. Only her head could move slightly to relieve the pain all over her body. The rope tied around my waist was very tight, and I was afraid that their legs would
be torn apart alive.

It was getting dark, and mosquitoes began to swarm towards us. Good heavens, being tied up here all night, these poisonous mosquitoes in the mountains
would surely kill us! I saw swarms of mosquitoes flying past my eyes. Strangely,
this was completely different from the day I was hung from the tree by four horses with their hooves tethered upside down. Mosquitoes swarmed around A-Ying and A-Jian .
I don't know if it was because I had been injected with too much toxin and developed an antibody, or the effects of the IV medication over the past few days, but the mosquitoes would circle me
a few times and then fly to A-Ying. Looking at A-Ying and A-Mei, it was a truly pitiful sight. They were transparent, surrounded by swarms of mosquitoes,
a dark mass, almost invisible. Large numbers of mosquitoes continued to swarm from all sides. If this continued, someone would definitely die
. A-Mei was probably like me, so no mosquitoes bit her. I struggled desperately. A-Ying cried out in pain. I had to
tell them about this serious consequence. Finally, Fourth Master arrived, his head wrapped in a scarf, his hands in gloves, his whole body
completely covered. I strained to raise my chin to indicate where A-Ying was. Fourth Master looked and left for a while, then called over a few thugs
. They chased away the mosquitoes, untied the ropes around A-Mei and my waists, lifted the already unconscious A-Ying and A-Jian together,
removed them from the blood-soaked iron rod, wrapped them in a blanket, and carried them away. They untied Amei and dragged her away, leaving
me behind, without even needing a guard. They knew the brand on my face prevented me from escaping, and besides, I was bound
like that anyway. I was the only one suffering in their place, and although my body was numb and
I was in great pain, a feeling of heroism welled up inside me. The next morning, Fourth Master returned and shook
me awake, removing the gag from my mouth: "Good, you're not dead yet." I was still delirious and weakly
said to him, "Put me down, I'm about to die too.

Let me move around a bit, my limbs are going to be crippled." Fourth Master put me down. I lay sprawled
on the ground, and it took a long time before I regained consciousness. First, numbness, then itching, followed by intense pain. It

took about an hour for me to slowly recover. I struggled to my feet, moved my limbs a bit, and said to
Fourth Master , "Okay! Tie me up." Fourth Master didn't tie me up. I nodded gratefully to him, but he
showed no expression and walked away.

From then on, they treated me much better. But Amei continued to suffer torture every day. At night, she was shackled and locked
in a cage. I could move freely and even go to her cell to feed and water her. That
night, Fourth Master summoned me to the torture chamber, and I was somewhat apprehensive. Unexpectedly, Fourth Master invited me to dinner. I showed no
fear and accepted the invitation without hesitation. Fourth Master was very pleased. After dinner, as I was about to return to my cell, Fourth Master said, "Miss Zhou, please don't go yet.
I need you to be a witness." I heard a clattering sound, and saw Aying and Ajian enter one after the other
. They were both naked, covered in shackles. They were both thinner, but their breasts were unusually full,
heavy and prominent on their chests. With the slightest movement, their large breasts would swing back and forth. Ajian looked blank, while Aying seemed slightly embarrassed.

"Ah Ying! Ah Jian!" I couldn't help but call out. Ah Jian trembled, but Ah Ying seemed
not to . The two knelt down beside Fourth Master: "Sex slaves await your master's orders!"

"Hmm, slaves; do you know what day it is today?"

"It's the one-year anniversary of the martyrdom of our masters, and also the day Ah Ying and I are sentenced to death." Ah Jian's composure
frightened me.

"That's right," Fourth Master nodded. "So today I've invited Miss Zhou to be a witness. In addition, there
are some things you need to know before you are sentenced to death." He handed
them , and I leaned over to look. The front page headline read: "Memorial
Service for the Sacrifices of the Sharp Sword Anti-Drug Operation... List of Sacrifices... Lin Jian, Liu Ying, Qin Lan... Zhang Long... " " "

How could this be! I exclaimed.

"What's impossible about that?" Fourth Master said coldly. "Officer Lin reluctantly accepted
Mrs. Zheng , but unexpectedly brought disaster upon herself. Officer Lin performed exceptionally well in this operation, so outstanding
that the higher-ups wanted to give her the position of Director of the Public Security Bureau, which blocked Deputy Director Zheng's path. Therefore, Officer Lin must
die." Fourth Master paused. "Now that things have come to this, I have nothing to hide from you. My Han family
appears to be incredibly powerful in Tiancheng and Tiannan, but in reality, we are nothing more than that person's dogs, no, a pack of dogs. Most of the money we earn
goes to him, but he is not satisfied and has decided to replace us, which is why this ambush occurred. He originally intended to kill
us all, but I escaped because of Officer Lin, and even more unexpectedly, the new women he found are all incompetent
, and I..."

"And you are still alive." Ah Jian's expression suddenly changed, becoming sharp. "That person is
Gong Ping, the governor of the Tiancheng region, isn't he?"

"Clever," Fourth Master couldn't help but admire. "How did you guess? I thought you would guess Zheng."

"No, although I have an intuitive distrust of Gong, my initial suspicion was indeed about Zheng," Ah Jian sighed.
"So much so that when I left, I kept a backup plan. I didn't tell Zheng, but I reported to Gong and also to
A Long. Actually, I should have suspected it was him that you were able to take A Ying and A Qian across the border right under my nose, but
I just didn't believe it."

"I didn't believe he was so hypocritical, I didn't believe he and Zheng were actually in cahoots, and I didn't expect him to be so ruthless
as to kill A Long to silence him."

"Yes," A Jian lowered his head, "Then the information about your family wasn't accidental, was it?"

"Correct," Fourth Master said, "Actually, my family was already on guard at the time, so he couldn't act easily; so he found
Kang Sha, who was close to my family; but Kang Sha was really ruthless, actually using his daughter as bait, and then your
Sharp Sword Operation came about."

"Then A Qian and I were also framed by him," A Ying suddenly asked.

"Not entirely. If you're going to raise a dog, you need carrots and sticks. You and A-Jian are the carrots. Gong
Ping said he'd hand the culprit over to me so I could get revenge. He thinks I'm a bookworm who knows nothing... Humph."
Fourth Master changed the subject. "But Miss Zhou, you owe Mrs. Zheng a favor. She's afraid that even if you go to No Return Island, those
two deadbeats will still bring you out. You'll be grateful, and plastic surgery is so advanced these days...
She'll only feel at ease if you're abroad."

"Gong Ping and Zheng Yi, those two scumbags, I'll haunt them even as a ghost!" A-Ying suddenly said bitterly
.

"Looks like you can't become a ghost yet." Fourth Master smiled slightly. "Take a look at this." It was a newspaper from a month ago
, with the headline: "The Tiancheng case shocks the nation, all the high-ranking officials in the South fall from grace... Gong Ping commits suicide out of fear of punishment,
the Zheng father and son are brought to justice in Hongdu."

"That's impossible!" A-Ying and A-Jian exclaimed almost simultaneously.

"Nothing is impossible. They thought it was just people beating dogs, not dogs biting people,"

Fourth Master said with disdain. "But they didn't consider what if this dog found a new master?" Fourth Master handed
a letter to Ah Jian, who took it and exclaimed, "This..."

"Unexpected, isn't it?" Fourth Master took back the letter. "Even the Emperor of the Red Dynasty would write to me. Actually, nothing is
impossible. Although the Tiannan region is remote, inconvenient, and chaotic, it is the largest drug-producing
area in the world, and it is also the border area between the Southern Island, the Western Continent, and the Red Dynasty. You know, there are three drug lords in Tiannan: Kang Sha,
Kun Long , and us. Among them, Kun Long is the most powerful and doesn't listen to anyone; Kang Sha has sided with the Red Dynasty's enemy, the Blue Kingdom,
so..."

"So the Emperor wants to leave his mark here?" Ah Jian asked, "But Gong isn't..."

"He was once the Emperor's man, but he became too powerful in Tiancheng and betrayed the Emperor. So the Emperor
decided personally mark him, and the evidence to bring down Gong was provided by me. As for Zheng, it's
natural that he wasn't the Emperor's man. Although they've fallen, my family can't be brought back to life, and you can't return to your homeland,
whether you or I want it. So in this world, there is no justice, only interests; it's better to follow the right path than to take it by force
. But then again, I still believe in justice, but my Han family has been Gong's dogs for decades, and now I'm
still a dog... Sigh."

"Actually, you were forced into it," A-Jian said silently. To be honest, what Fourth Master said made me feel
some sympathy for him.

"What forced into it?" Fourth Master shook his head. "Let's get back to the point. Today is
the day you are sentenced to death." As he spoke, Fourth Master took out an envelope and handed it to A-Jian. "If there are no objections, then put your fingerprint on it."

To everyone's surprise, A-Jian took the envelope, didn't even look at it, pulled out the judgment, and put his fingerprint on it.

"Why don't you take a look?" Fourth Master asked.

Ah Jian glanced at Fourth Master mockingly, then opened the judgment and loudly read, "Judgment: The criminal Lin
Jian has been found guilty of murdering Han Ruhu and Han Rufeng without cause. His crime is heinous, and he is sentenced to death. If there is no appeal within three days, the sentence will be carried out."

Upon hearing this, I was about to plead for Ah Jian when he continued, "I am the criminal Lin Jian. I
have been sentenced to death for murdering Han Ruhu, the third brother of the Han family, and Han Rufeng, the younger sister. However, I feel ashamed and believe that death is not enough to atone for my sins.
Therefore, I hereby appeal. Under no circumstances of threat, I voluntarily relinquish all my human rights and dignity. I solemnly
swear: From this day forward, I, Lin Jian, will change my name to Lin Jian and will be Han Ruowen's livestock for generations." The agreement is as follows:

Article 1: I, Lin Jian, as Han Ruowen's livestock, will no longer enjoy human treatment or existence.

Article 2: I, Lin Jian, as Han Ruowen's livestock, voluntarily relinquish human life and behavior.

Article 3: I, Lin Jian, as Han Ruowen's livestock, will obey my master's orders and accept any disposal by my master.

Article 4: I, Lin Jian, as Han Ruowen's livestock, voluntarily request to be branded as livestock, wear livestock
ornaments , and be fitted with restraints to conform to the status of livestock.

Article 5: I, Lin Jian, will unconditionally accept any additional requests from my master without objection.

Appellant: Lin Jian (fingerprint) Approved by: Han Ruowen "A Jian glanced at Fourth Master," I have seen it. "

Okay," Fourth Master took back Ah Jian's envelope and handed another one to Ah Ying. Like Ah Jian, Ah Ying
opened it and signed it. "Why didn't you look at it?" Fourth Master asked. "I'm already yours, and Sister Lin signed it too,
what more do you want from me?" Ah Ying gave Fourth Master a resentful look. "Mine is almost the same as Sister Lin's, so I won't read it
. Oh, I'll change my name to Liu Yin from now on."

"Since you've all signed, I'll brand you." Fourth Master paused. "I can
provide local anesthesia and blindfolds."

Ah Ying asked for anesthesia and was tied to the rack by Fourth Master, where she was branded with the shameful mark: a seal script
character for "Yin" on her forehead, which would be her future name; a "Han" character on her left buttock, symbolizing the Han family's wealth;
a ; and a flower branded on Ah Ying's shaved genitals. Later I learned
that the flower was called Manjusaka, the Han family's emblem. Next was Ah Jian.

"I don't want anesthesia or blindfolds. I want to watch you brand me," Ah Jian said. "I hope you can take good
care of Officer Lin's daughter."

"Fine," Fourth Master paused. "Why Officer Lin and not yours?"

"Because from today onwards, there are only lowly beasts in this world," Ah Jian said, shedding two lines of tears.
A lowly character was branded on Ah Jian's forehead in seal script. The number on his right arm was [number missing]. His left buttock and genitals were branded
indistinguishable . After being branded, Ah Ying and Ah Jian seemed to feel they had no future, both looking listless.

"Take them out and treat their wounds," Fourth Master called over his thugs. As the thugs lifted the two limp bodies...
The Fourth Master suddenly asked, "If I gave you another chance, could you still handle a gun?" Ah Jian silently
nodded , while Ah Ying immediately perked up: "Master, could it be that you..."

"Take them out," the Fourth Master waved his hand, and the thugs dragged Ah Ying and Ah Jian out.

"Miss Zhou, it's your turn now." The Fourth Master smiled slightly, "Logically, I should release you,
but I've changed my mind."

"What are you planning to brand on my buttocks?" Now I wasn't afraid anymore.

"Nothing, you're not livestock. To be honest, I'm growing to like you more and more, not only because of your
beauty, but also because of your courage and strength, so I've decided to keep you as my private female prisoner, with a twenty-year sentence."

"I disagree."

"You'll suffer, aren't you afraid of dying?"

"I'm not afraid now."

"Very good." The Fourth Master clapped his hands, and several thugs came in, one of whom put a wet towel over my
nose and mouth. I struggled for a while and then knew nothing more.

When I woke up, I was back in my cell, still wearing my prison clothes. I looked around; Ah Mei
was gone I was very worried. For the next while, I didn't see Fourth Master, Ah Ying, or Ah Jian again.
Later, I learned that during this time, Fourth Master had actually killed Kunlong! The method was simple:
a feint to the east while attacking the west , drawing away Kunlong's main force, and then launching a surprise attack on Kunlong's main city. However, Kunlong had fortified that main city for many years and it was known as an
impregnable fortress, so Kunlong was confident in drawing away its main force. But Kunlong didn't expect that Fourth Master had two masked guards. One infiltrated the
fortress at night, not only opening the city gates but also destroying the fortress's communication system; while the other, from nearly a kilometer away, sniped Kunlong in the head! Later, I learned that they were Ah Ying and Ah Jian.
Kunlong was known for his lack of compassion and
loyalty towards his subordinates. After his death, most of them surrendered to Fourth Master. Knowing that many among them harbored doubts, Fourth Master spent
the night alone in the enemy camp, much to their delight. He then proceeded to appoint capable officials and bestow favors widely, and
Kunlong's former followers became utterly devoted to him. The thugs also became much more lenient with me; I could even move freely within a certain
area . Having already offended Fourth Master, I was now fearless, and surprisingly, I
became friends with many of the thugs, including Lao San and A Biao. The third brother said he watched Fourth Master grow up. Fourth Master was
the smartest and kindest of the Han family's children, and usually the most lenient with his servants. If it weren't for fate
, Fourth Master would probably be a doctoral graduate from the Imperial Academy by now. Fourth Master was usually generous and righteous, but he
was very stingy with you women. You could touch him, but you couldn't have sex with him. However, you women weren't very interested in us either. We weren't

flirtatious or promiscuous

, and we didn't have any skills. Perhaps only cultured people like Fourth Master would like us. But the third brother also said that he had always
felt a sense of fear towards Fourth Master since he was a child, for some reason. Abiao was a local. Abiao said that when Fourth Master came here, he established schools and
hospitals, teaching the locals how to get rich. He was a great man, and people were willing to risk their lives for him. Abiao said that once when his mother
was sick, Fourth Master imported medicine from America to treat her. He saved his mother's life. And Fourth Master was
n't just like him; he treated all his subordinates the same way. However, Abiao also said that Fourth Master was a man of clear rewards and punishments,
and he would never forgive those who violated the rules. Ah Biao also said that he actually admired me a lot, that I could endure so much torture, that I was incredibly brave
and strong , and that I was the person he admired most besides Fourth Master.

I was embarrassed by what Ah Biao said. But every time I asked them about Ah Ying and the others, they always remained silent
.

A few more days passed, and one morning, Third Master and Ah Biao suddenly entered my cell and said they were going to take me out.
I felt something was wrong and struggled, and Ah Biao then took out a wet towel and put it on my face, and I passed out again
. I don't know how much time passed, but I gradually regained consciousness. I found myself in a small box, it was very dark, and I
couldn't see anything. I tried to speak but found something in my mouth. I moved my hands and feet and heard
the , and my hands and feet felt very strange. What I couldn't bear the most was that my stomach was bloated, as if my waist
was about to burst. I don't know how much time passed again, but I felt the box being put on the ground from the car. "Just leave it here, you've
worked hard, go back now," I heard Fourth Master's voice, and I felt much more at ease. With a twang, the box
opened, and the bright sunlight outside blinded me. "Ah Qian, are you alright? Come, let me help you up."

"I'm fine, I can get up myself," I heard Ah Mei's voice and was very happy. I struggled to get up, but
my body and legs felt like they were made of lead, and I couldn't get up. "Miss Zhou, don't try to be brave, let
Ah Mei help you," it was Fourth Master's voice. So Ah Mei put her hands under my arms, and together we struggled to stand up.

We were in a large courtyard at the foot of a small hill, surrounded by high walls, with a villa on the hilltop. My eyesight had improved a lot
by then , so I turned to look at Ah Mei: Ah Mei was completely naked, barefoot, her body
bound with ropes like a honeycomb. Although her hands and feet weren't tied together, they were also wrapped in
ropes like many shackles. It could be said that Ah Mei was made of rope from head to toe. To be honest, the ropes binding Amei were tied
very nicely, like she was wearing a rope fashion outfit. Also, Amei had a nose hook with a rope tied
to the back of her head, making her nose look like a pig's snout pointing upwards. "So pitiful," I couldn't help but
think .

"Don't think about how pitiful others are, look at yourself," Fourth Master said, pointing to the child in his arms. I
then realized that Fourth Master was holding a child, probably Ajian's. The child giggled. As I listened to Fourth Master's words
, I subconsciously looked at myself. What I saw stunned me: I was not only covered in shackles, but my
stomach was swollen like that of a woman in her tenth month of pregnancy. No wonder my stomach hurt. "You're wearing a gag
with a hole in your head, basically a short tube to pry open your mouth for oral sex, except yours is made of steel, you're a female prisoner
, right? Look further down, you're wearing an iron collar around your neck. You're not pregnant; your stomach is
swollen because I put a water-filled rubber ball in your uterus. I've recently developed a liking for pregnant women. See?
For this reason , I even specially designed a pregnant iron corset for you. The back is no different from a regular corset, but the front
has a large hole along your protruding abdomen with a net-like chain. A
chain connects to your collar. This way, the weight of your abdomen is distributed to other parts, isn't it?" Hearing Fourth Master
say this, I shook my stomach. It was indeed true. "See? I didn't lie to you, did I?" Fourth Master was clearly quite pleased with himself.
"There's not much else, you can see for yourself. Also, Amei, go remove her gag; she seems to have
something to say ."

I was wearing handcuffs, with two chains running down from either side of my collar to the handcuff rings.

A chain about a foot long hung down from the middle of the handcuffs, passing over my chest and splitting into two at knee height

, connecting to the ankle shackles on my left and right ankles. In addition, there were nearly half a meter
long chains on the ankle shackles. Besides these, I also had shackles above my elbows and knees, with a chain
connecting the elbow cuffs, waist belt, knee cuffs, and ankle chains from behind my collar. "The elbow cuff chain is a foot and a half long, and the knee cuff is half a foot. I believe your
movements will be greatly restricted, but the shackle rings are lined with leather; I don't want to hurt your beautiful skin."
At this moment, my gag was removed. "You pervert!" I shouted. "How could it be perverted, Miss Zhou? You seemed to enjoy it too,
didn't you? Look, your nipples are erect. And you must have felt reassured hearing my voice just now." "You...nonsense!" I quickly covered my chest with my hands. Actually, I knew my vagina was wet

when I saw Amei . 　　"Alright, if you don't like being pregnant, I'll drain your water tomorrow. Oh, I forgot something, Amei, go and bring Ajian and Aying over, let them meet Miss Zhou too." 　　"Who said I'm going to drain my water? You think I'll do whatever you tell me to do?" 　　"Oh, okay, okay, I won't." Fourth Master said, looking at me like he was admiring a work of art. 　　"Looking? Looking?" Fourth Master's gaze made me blush, and I hurriedly covered myself with my hands. 　　"Don't cover it up, I can see everything." 　　"Don't look." I said, covering his eyes with my hand. "Look, look, Ah Jian and Ah Ying are here." 　　Following the rustling sound, I saw Ah Mei leading a half-human, half-horse creature and a dog-like thing over. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Ah Jian and Ah Ying! Ah Jian was wearing a black mesh silk one-piece dress. The dress had a high collar, and instead of openings at the nipples to expose them, a pair of plump nipples were forcibly pulled out through the silk holes, adorned with gold rings and two large red tassels. The crotch was slit, revealing There were seven gold rings on each of her labia, without any ornaments. The ring that passed through her clitoris was adorned with a long string of large red tassels. Her anus was also pierced with three gold rings, and a simulated horsehair was inserted into it. The horsehair had a small lock that secured the gold rings, and no matter how hard Ah Jian tried, he couldn't push the horsehair out. 　　She wore a pair of red, horseshoe-shaped boots that reached her knees. Fourth Master said that those who wore these boots had their heels raised high, supporting their entire weight on the soles of their feet. This allowed them to with their hooves out, causing her large breasts to peek slightly forward, her plump buttocks to arch slightly upward, and her long, slender legs to be taut—a truly graceful posture… Ah Jian was already 1.82 meters tall, but now, wearing the boots, she appeared even taller, her slender figure exuding a fiery sexiness. The boots were studded with horseshoes, and each time the horseshoes struck the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, a mesmerizing, resonant sound echoed through the quiet space. A red corset cinched her waist, making it appear slender and snake-like. Leather rings linked her forearms to her wrists, and an iron chain descended from the handcuffs , splitting into two branches at knee height, each linking to a leather ring on her ankle. Her small, slender white hands were fastened with clasps, locked to gold rings behind the corset; the clasps jingled with the slightest movement of her fingers. Horse tack covered almost half her face, adorned with a red feather at the top. If it weren't for the brand on her forehead, I wouldn't have recognized her. The bit not only constricted her mouth but also forced her tongue out, trapping it between two gleaming, specially made double-stranded bit. Without loosening the butterfly bolts on the bit's edge, her tongue couldn't retract into her mouth. The lower end of the bit was attached to a red high-necked collar. A small gold ring was pierced through the center of her nostril , its edge fitting snugly against the soft flesh of her nose, leaving a small gap for attaching other ornaments. Three piercings were made in each ear; the top two held small close to the earlobe, while the bottom one held a long string of large red tassels, their tassels dangling down to her pink shoulders, which were covered by a silk dress. Aying wore a one-piece, transparent white silk dress with a high collar and an opening at the breast area, revealing her large breasts pierced by silver rings rings were unadorned, but two silver chains dangled from the central ring passing through her clitoris, connecting to the nipple rings. A together. A realistic dog tail was inserted into her anus, swaying as she moved. Aying's hands and feet were clad in long leather garlands, white with black spots, the ends of which were shaped like dog paws. A white and black sash around her waist 　　further accentuated her graceful figure. Her wrists and ankles were adorned with leather rings, a silver chain hanging from the collar connecting the bracelets 　　and anklets. The chain was quite short, with a section between her hands and feet passing through her navel ring, preventing her from standing upright her to crawl on all fours like a dog. Aying wore a realistic dog head, specifically the upper half of a real dog's head, white with black spots, covering her forehead like a hat. An opening in the forehead revealed the character for "lewd," and the lower part connected to the collar. Aying didn't wear a gag; instead, two , with a tongue stud in the middle. A larger silver ring pierced the center of her nostrils, its edge perfectly flush with the upper edge of her lips. Three piercings were made in each ear. Small earrings were threaded through the top two, fitting snugly against the earlobe. A silver chain passed through the bottom piercing, connecting to a silver ring on her tongue. The chains were short, clearly limiting A-Ying's tongue movement. A-Ying's gait was coordinated; from a distance, she might have been mistaken for a spotted dog. 　　"A-Ying, A-Jian!" I called out. But they seemed not to hear me, walking straight to Fourth Master . A-Jian stopped, taking a step back with his left leg bent and his right leg straight, bowing like a well-trained horse before its master. A-Ying squatted down, legs spread wide, hands on the ground, tongue lolling out like a dog towards Fourth Master. Fourth Master affectionately tugged at A-Jian's bridle and then stroked A-Jian nuzzled Fourth Master affectionately with his chest, and Fourth Master, pleased, kissed A-Jian's cheek.

Ah Jian's face immediately turned red, and he kept stomping his feet, making a series of crisp sounds. Ah Ying, on the other hand, seemed very unhappy
because she had been neglected. She would bark at Fourth Master, then scratch at his shirt with her front paws, and then
bite his trouser leg. Fourth Master had no choice but to lower his head and kiss Ah Ying again. Seeing the once heroic policewoman turn into
a sycophantic beast, I was filled with mixed emotions. Just as I was sighing, I heard Fourth Master say, "Stop cuddling
with me. Come on, go and say hello to Miss Zhou."

Upon hearing this, Ah Jian and Ah Ying walked over to me together. Ah Jian was obviously very excited,
rubbing shaking his head and snorting like a horse. At this moment, I observed Ah Jian carefully and found that his face
did not show the numbness or hunger I had expected, but rather a peaceful expression, with a hint of happiness in his tranquility. Ah Ying was even more
excited, jumping around me and licking my hand like a dog. Seeing them like this, my nose stung with
tears. I asked, "Ah Jian, Ah Ying, are you doing alright?"

"Ah Mei, remove their gags and chains. Miss Zhou is asking them questions." But when Ah Mei removed
their restraints, Ah Jian and Ah Ying didn't answer my question. Instead, they both knelt down and kowtowed to Fourth Master, saying,
"You lowly beasts, you lewd beasts, greet your master." Seeing this, I felt an even greater pang of sorrow.

"Alright, no need for formalities. Miss Zhou is asking you questions."

"Ah Qian, I'm doing very well. Master and Ah Mei treat me very well. Since becoming Master's livestock, Master
has been incredibly kind to me. I'm truly living a very good life," Ah Ying said sweetly. Hearing this, I turned to Ah Jian and asked, "
Is this true?"

Ah Jian looked at me, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes. "Ah Qian, one should be content and accept one's fate."

Hearing "content and accept one's fate," I couldn't help but tremble.

At this moment, Fourth Master suddenly said to Ah Jian, "Missing your daughter? I saw you looking at her several times just now."

"No, no. How dare this lowly beast look at Miss without permission? This lowly beast was just... just looking casually." Ah Jian
hurriedly defended himself.

"You're still the same as before, not telling the truth." Fourth Master looked at Ah Jian slyly, then used his hand
to stroke the little hand of the child in his arms. The child grabbed Fourth Master's hand and laughed. I saw Ah Jian's eyes
fixed on the child, as if afraid that Fourth Master would do something. "Really don't want to? Tell the truth?"

"No... I want to, I dream about it. Today is the first time I've seen her in three months..." Suddenly, Ah Jian
seemed to remember something and changed his words, "But this lowly beast promises Master that he will forget the young lady... This lowly beast will definitely
..."

"Alright, alright, you're being hypocritical again," Fourth Master waved his hand. "Why is it so hard for you to tell the truth?
Remember, no matter what, you must tell the truth to your master. You've always been so hypocritical, and you haven't changed. You should be
punished. But since you told the truth, from now on, you will be the one to breastfeed your daughter every day!"

"Really?" Ah Jian's eyes immediately lit up.

"When has Master ever lied? Not only that, every Saturday night you can sleep with Miss without any restraints,
how about it?" Before the words were finished, Ah Jian kowtowed repeatedly. "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master. This lowly beast will
never forget Master's great kindness."

"Alright, alright, what do you mean by never forgetting Master's great kindness? As long as you listen to Master and are truly good to
Master , Master will grant you anything." Fourth Master helped Ah Jian up with a kind expression. I saw Ah Jian's face was covered with
tears of gratitude. "What kind of horse in this world kowtows? Come, come, look how beautiful your daughter is. Come,
kiss her." Ah Jian got up and leaned in, kissing his daughter while rubbing his chest against Fourth Master's arm.
I knew that just now, Fourth Master had completely tamed Ah Jian.

"No, Master, if Ah Jian feeds Miss's milk, what about this slut's milk?" Ah Ying cried out anxiously.
"Silly girl, if Ah Jian feeds Miss's milk, then Master will have no one to feed it, do you understand?"

"This slut understands," Ah Ying said, feeling extremely satisfied as if she had received a reward, rubbing her cheek against Fourth Master's thigh.

"Oh, back to the point, today is Miss Zhou's birthday, and also the day Miss Zhou goes to prison. Let's go home.
"

"Ah Qian, do you know that Master has been busy all morning cooking and cleaning for you?
Even Ah Mei didn't get married back then..." Ah Ying said with a face full of indignation. "But Master, do you still call her Miss Zhou now?"

"Then what should I call her?" "

Hmm, call her Qian Chu (a nickname)." Ah Ying's eyes darted around.

"No." I looked at Fourth Master, and for some reason, I was very happy to hear that Fourth Master had been busy for me all morning.
"Let's call her... Qian Nu (a nickname)." Actually, I was startled when I said the name Qian Nu.

"Okay, let's call her Qian Nu (a nickname)." Fourth Master smiled happily. "But from now on you'll have to call me Master."

"No, I won't!"

"Ah Mei, put the gag on Ah Qian. Once it's on, we're going home!"

"Yes, Mei Nu understands."

"No, I won't wear it... Waaah... Waaah!" Ah Ying suddenly hugged me,
and Ah Mei skillfully put the gag on me. My struggles were in vain.

"Master." This time it was Ah Jian. I thought she was up to something bad again, so I glared at her fiercely.

Seeing me like this, Ah Jian chuckled. "Master, Mei Nu is in shackles and may have difficulty walking. The carriage is right
next to us. This lowly beast wants to give her a ride. What do you think, Master?"

"Alright." And so, Fourth Master fastened the carriage yoke to Ah Jian, and Ah Mei helped me up the city wall. I
had entered Fourth Master's world.

[The End]

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