【When love is a thing of the past】(1)

Author: July Hell,
May 22, 2015, posted on the forum . First
published: Yes.

Chapter 1: Belated Revenge.

"Jackal, do you know what the most powerful force in this world is?"
Leng Lingjue, holding a glass of red wine and swirling it in front of his eyes, calmly asked the man sitting leisurely on the sofa with his legs crossed
.

"Love, some say 'love makes people willing to die for each other,' but... but I think love is a poison,
it can kill people." The man had a pair of sharp, almond-shaped eyes. At first glance, you would be deeply
drawn into those eyes, and after looking at them for a while, you would find that they seemed to contain all the darkness in the world, making people afraid to look directly at them.

"Poison?" Leng Lingjue murmured to himself, before regaining his usual indifference after a long while. "Poison can
make someone die without pain, but poppies are more addictive, causing you to suffer terribly before you die."

The man shook his head in confusion. "I don't know, Jue, but I think hatred is the most powerful force in this world.

Because love can't make you do everything, and when love can't
do , hatred often can."

"Hate, the greatest force in this world isn't love, but hate? Then I will stop loving." Leng Lingjue
said firmly, a hint of barely perceptible excitement in his voice.

"Jue, are you still thinking about that vile woman who betrayed you?"

"Yes," Leng Lingjue's gaze became distant, his tone still calm. But the bloodlust in his eyes betrayed
his true feelings. The man looked at his friend, thought for a long time, and finally couldn't contain his anger . He asked

furiously , "Leng Lingjue, you despicable bastard, you're still thinking about that bitch? If she weren't Prime Minister Matsushita's mistress, I would have torn her to pieces long ago." 　　Leng Lingjue's gaze deepened. Just when the man thought he wouldn't answer, he softly uttered two words: "Prime Minister Matsushita is about to step down." He paused and added, "The time for revenge is almost here." His tone was filled with a chilling hatred... 　　Zi Mo, a popular superstar, excelled in both singing and acting, a true diva. Achieving this honor in just three years was a miracle in the industry. 　　So when the police caught her on drugs at the Nightclub, the whole society was shocked. Fans were heartbroken and disappointed, and her company unilaterally terminated her contract. And the person behind her, Matsushita , lost contact with his family after stepping down; whether he was dead or alive remained unknown. 　　In just one month, Zi Mo completely disappeared from the circle. No one expected that the always law-abiding Zi Mo would be caught in public, a fatal blow that sealed her fate and with no chance of recovery. No one saw her in public anymore. 　　At this moment, Zi Mo looked at Leng Lingjue with overwhelming emotion, unable to calm down: "Jue, three years! You've finally agreed to see me again. Do you know how long I've waited for this day? Do you know how much I wanted to see you? Where have you been all these years? How could I find you no matter how hard I tried?" Tears welled up in her eyes. Even though she knew that everything that had happened might be his deliberate revenge, she was still overjoyed. 　　Three years and twenty-eight days had passed; she had thought about this moment every moment, even if it would be the beginning of all her suffering. She was willing to accept it. She believed that as long as she told Jue what had happened back then, he would still love her as before. 　　But… but would he be hurt after she told him the truth? 　　Seeing Zi Mo's hesitation, Leng Lingjue smiled sarcastically: "Mo'er, three years have passed, and your acting skills have improved even more, truly masterful. However, I am no longer the Leng Lingjue of yesteryear. Do you think your sweet words can still move me? Or do you think Leng Lingjue is a fool, easily manipulated ?" 　　Zi Mo shook her head, forcing back tears: "No, Jue, I didn't lie to you. I really missed you. I just ... I just..." Her lips trembled for a long time, but she couldn't finish her sentence, only letting out a long sigh: " Forget it. I was wrong to you back then. Now, do whatever you want. I only ask that you forgive me. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　" 　　"Forgive me, heh... Zi Mo, Zi Mo, do you have a choice?" Leng Lingjue laughed coldly: "I heard your good younger brother is a sophomore at A University! He's really working hard. What will he do if he gets a notice to leave school one day? You don't want me to ruin your good younger brother's future, do you?" 　　Zi Mo's face turned deathly pale. At this moment, she truly realized that the lover who had cared for protected her, was dead. And the Leng Lingjue before her was nothing more than a vengeful man filled with hatred. And all of this was her own doing; she had to pay the price for everything she had done no matter how unbearable that price might be. 　　Heartbroken, Zi Mo was led by Leng Lingjue to a mansion. Seeing such a large mansion, a hint of surprise flashed . Upon reaching the gate, a group of people in formal attire stood before her. Two men in black , one of whom glanced at her disdainfully: "So you're the slave the master spoke of? So frail, what can you do? You can't lift a finger. Fine, since you're a slave, go to the slave quarters in the back and get ready . You'll start working tomorrow. Let me make this clear: if you're a slave, you must behave like one. I don't want to hear any complaints or grievances. Of course, if you make even the slightest mistake, be careful, the master will skin you alive . The master isn't one to be trifled with." 　　Zi Mo's heart was a jumble of emotions. She had been a dazzling, superstar, a true diva, but overnight she had been reduced to a slave, bossed around by a cunning and cruel steward. This dramatic fall from grace made her deeply resentful, but the thought of living under the same roof as him eased her unease. 　　But as Leng Lingjue had said, Zi Mo had no choice. She knew this was something she had to endure. 　　It was something she owed her back then, so Zi Mo wisely kept quiet and followed the steward to the filthy, dilapidated slave quarters. 　　Zi Mo was usually very clean, sometimes even a little obsessive-compulsive, so when she saw the overturned table on the floor…

The chairs, the musty smell in the air, the garbage scattered on the floor—this room was simply unbearable for her. She frantically cleaned
and tidied it up. Only when she was completely exhausted did the room become somewhat presentable. At
least, apart from the pungent musty smell, everything was tolerable.

Lying on the shabby bed, Zi Mo really wanted to just fall asleep, but the butler rushed in and told
her that Leng Lingjue wanted her to entertain important guests today and that she should hurry to the hall after tidying up. She
couldn't afford the consequences of being late.

Zi Mo hurriedly followed the man to the hall, but everything in the room made it impossible for her to move an inch.
Her heart felt like it was on fire.

Leng Lingjue was flirting with several women—some beautiful, some innocent, some noble—some sitting on his lap,
some singing and drinking with him. When he saw Zi Mo arrive, he didn't even glance at her. He casually ordered, "
What are you all standing there for? Serve the distinguished guests tea. If you don't serve them well, you'll be in trouble."

"Hmph, they don't act like distinguished guests at all. I really can't tell. I thought I'd entered the wrong
room and stumbled into a brothel!" Her innate pride made Zi Mo retort sarcastically, her clear eyes fixed on Leng Lingjue's ugly
face . She refused to admit defeat.

"Slap!" A sharp slap landed on her face.

"Do you even have the right to say that? Someone who sells their body for so-called fame and fortune,
who can disregard their lover and even betray them for so-called money. What right do you have to criticize others?

" Leng Lingjue roared, his mind flashing with heartbreaking scenes. Every time he thought of them, he wanted to
rush up and tear this woman to pieces.

Just then, the devilishly handsome man sitting next to him leaned over, tugged at her sleeve, and
whispered something in Leng Lingjue's ear.

Leng Lingjue's bloodthirsty gaze suddenly turned into a smile: "Send it to her lips, what a good idea! Jackal,
why didn't I think of that?"

Zi Mo's pupils suddenly contracted in fear: "No, no... You can't do this to me, Jue, I'm your
Mo..." She desperately backed away, her trembling body revealing her inner fear.

"My Mo? Heh, my Mo died three years ago. What stands before me now
is nothing but a lowly slave." Zi Mo smiled through her tears. "So your love has long been filled with hatred.
Then why didn't you kill me? Wouldn't that have ended it all?" He lowered his head, which he had just slightly raised, to look at Zi
Mo. "You're dreaming. Just accept your fate! You'll have to pay for the sins you committed back then! Whether your brother lives
or dies depends on you, because you are the one who caused all of this."

"Temptation Lips" is a branch of Dark Shadow Island, and a
well-known It is extremely large, with hundreds of slaves in one branch. Because its master
is very powerful, the local government dares not manage it. Those who can come to Temptation Lips are all rich and noble.
Back then, Zi Mo was a superstar, and with Prime Minister Matsushita backing him, he knew that it was a paradise for masters and a hell for slaves
. Its reputation in the circle was also very high. Unable to change her fate, Zi Mo was sent here the next day.

She began to receive her training.

In a dark red room, several experienced trainers sat,

critiquing Zi Mo, who was bound to a pillar with her limbs spread wide. After a long while, they unanimously agreed on a plan. Although beautiful women were
plentiful among them, she was, after all, sent by their master. So, the first trainer,
a man approached.

"Wu Hua," he called impatiently. "I hate those bastards. She's just a woman with a
decent ? She's not even worthy of my training!

" "Yes, Trainer Hen, what are your orders? It's my honor to serve you!" Wu Hua said obsequiously.

"See that woman on the pillar? She was just sent for training. Tonight, you'll be responsible
for developing her body, letting her know what a real sex slave should do. Remember, she's not allowed to orgasm
. There will be a reward for her if she trains her well," Mo'er lazily instructed, then turned and walked out.

Wu Hua could hardly believe his luck. He recognized the woman; she was a former
superstar, someone he rarely even saw. He, on the other hand, though working in the seduction industry, was just a lowly henchman,
merely assisting the trainers. Yet today, he was personally training this so-called superstar.
Looking at the unconscious Zi Mo, her delicate features, slender, snow-white legs, and large, firm breasts,
Wu Hua's mouth watered uncontrollably. The thought of personally training her that night
aroused him.

Zi Mo, unaware of the danger she was in, was lost in thought, reminiscing about
the beautiful times she shared with Jue three years ago. Her blindfold was removed, and she slowly surveyed
the room . The room was terrifyingly decorated, with torture instruments hanging all around. It resembled an ancient prison, except that
among the torture instruments were numerous sadomasochistic tools.

Finally, she painfully realized that Jue had indeed sent her in… If he would never forgive her
…

“Oh, Superstar Mo is awake. Today is the first time we’ve stood face to face together. I’ll give you
an unforgettable gift.” After saying that, she put the blindfold back on Zi Mo, stuffed a hollow gag into her mouth, and then
pinned Zi Mo to the pillar with her back to her, spread-eagled.

A pair of calloused hands lingered on her two soft, white, and elastic buttocks. This
touch excited him greatly, but for Zi Mo, it felt like caterpillars crawling over her, making her feel nauseous and giving
her goosebumps. “Ugh… um… ugh…” she uttered a meaningless refusal. But she didn’t expect to
suffer even greater humiliation!

“You’re already enjoying it? Why don’t you just give up being a superstar? I think the title ‘Sexy Chicken Sister’ suits
you better.” Wu Hua’s rough palm slapped her without any politeness. "Slap, slap slap, slap..."

"Ah... um... ugh..." Wu Hua maliciously misinterpreted Zi Mo's moans, then looked with satisfaction at
the snow-white mounds marked with five bright red finger marks. It was as if he were looking at a work of art.

Zi Mo tried to twist and struggle, but no matter how she twisted her body, she couldn't move at all. Unfortunately, her hands and feet were locked
too tightly , and she couldn't use any strength at all.

Then I could only feel his hands resting on my buttocks, his middle fingers pressing against
the edge of . Wu Hua swallowed hard, his index fingers simultaneously pushing outwards to pry open that mysterious crevice
, revealing the tempting pink flesh inside. His fingers moved in and out, making a hissing sound.

"Truly worthy of being a superstar. I thought that to reach this position in such a short time, I must
have been fucked by countless men, and that place would be a black fungus by now. But I didn't expect it to still be a sinful
pink." His fingers suddenly moved to my anus, carefully stroking every fold, the rough
fingertips rubbing against the tight folds, making a soft, lewd rustling sound.

Without warning, a finger forcefully thrust into the deepest part of her anus. Wu Hua was intoxicated by the
feeling, then inserted a second, then a third finger. His hand was surrounded by the hot intestinal cavity, the
throbbing muscles inside feeling like the most beautiful massager in the world, or as if a thousand tiny mouths were sucking on his fingers. This wonderful
sensation made his fingers skillfully stir and explore the intestinal walls, while his sharp nails occasionally scratched
the soft flesh.

"Ah...uh...uh..." Zi Mo let out a series of incoherent moans.

The fingers finally stopped, and his other hand repeatedly massaged her flower path. Wu Hua felt that his
fingers inside the flesh cave were already very wet, overflowing with lustful fluid.

It seemed that this was the moment, Wu Hua thought with satisfaction, and then he took out a metal object resembling underwear from the drawer
. When Zi Mo slowly raised her head and saw the underwear, her face immediately turned pale.
It turned out that the inside of the underwear was a huge metal phallus, about 18 centimeters long and two inches in diameter,
integrated with the metal underwear. Wu Hua forcefully shoved his penis into my already overflowing, wet vagina, then
inserted the metal tube of my catheter into a small opening inside my underwear, before closing the underwear at the waist.

Holding the remote control lying beside him, he simply pressed a button, shifting
the angle of the pillar binding Zi Mo, causing her to instantly tilt slightly, her snow-white, plump buttocks protruding to
their maximum extent .

He walked over and took a silver-white, flexible whip from the wall filled with torture instruments, his eyes gleaming with
sadistic excitement.

With a sharp "crack," the whip lashed across her smooth buttocks, the intense pain causing Zi Mo to jerk.

Tears involuntarily streamed down her face…

"Haa… Ugh… It hurts…" Exciting moans echoed from the training room,
mixed with cries and a hint of resistance.

"No... Ah... Um..."

"Ah... It hurts... No more... Um..."

"Waaah—Jue, save me..."

PS: Because I focus on romance, this novel uses "love" as its central theme, urging
people not to treat love lightly, otherwise they'll only regret it in the end. Actually, towards the end,
I also think the beginning is a bit cliché, because I've read too many romance novels, and my writing has become formulaic
. But don't worry, it won't turn into a romance novel; the later stories will be very exciting. Since I
'm new here, please point out any mistakes I've made. Finally, I hope you
can support me; the later stories will be updated gradually. May good people have a peaceful life!

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