【Humiliating Cruel Love】(01-05) Author: capcat

Author: capcat
Word Count: 37120

Chapter 1: Punishment

Bingyi's hazy consciousness began to clear. The black cloth covering her eyes was removed, and she
panicked . In a dimly lit, secret room, she was strapped to a large red velvet chair, her hands
bound behind her back. Two masked men in black were trying to spread her legs, securing them to
either side . Her white dress was wrinkled and crumpled by the thick ropes, and the hem of her long
skirt was torn to shreds as the two men forcefully spread her legs.

"Where am I? What are you doing? Why did you bring me here? Please let me go!" Bingyi struggled
, her upper body unable to move, only able to strain her legs to break free from the control of the two strong hands. Her large eyes
were filled with boundless fear, her eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

"What are we doing? Letting you taste a little more of the pleasures of the world." One of the men
looked up , his eyes filled with lust. As he spoke, he gripped Bingyi's ankle even tighter.

"Ah...it hurts...please let me go..." Bingyi was in so much pain that tears were about to fall;
the intense pain in her ankle made her give up struggling.

The two men tied her slender legs to the chair legs, and after making sure she couldn't move an inch, they stood up
respectfully. "Sir, everything is ready."

"Good, we can begin."

It's the sir! Hearing the voice, Bingyi's heart skipped a beat. She then saw that
there was a person sitting on the sofa directly in front of her in the room. The light was too dim to see his face, but the voice was clearly Mo Chenjue's.
Why is the sir here?!

Before she could think any further, the two men began to undress her.

"You, what are you doing! Please stop! Sir, save me, sir!" Bingyi had never been in contact with
any , and now suddenly a strange man was trying to undress her. She was terrified, and her only hope was that
the sir could save her.

However, Mo Chenjue did not move or say a word. In the darkness, his figure remained as
strong and resolute as ever, like a sculpture. Even without seeing his usual sharp and cold eyes, his aura was still imposing.

"Sir, please save me, please save me, please save me..." Bingyi's tears fell in torrents, her long, seaweed-like
black hair swaying violently with each shake of her head. "Please let me go, no... no..."

At this moment, one of the men ripped open the top of her dress with a sharp tear, instantly revealing her snow-white shoulders and beautiful
collarbones . Her most alluring breasts, encased in a white lace bra,
swayed slightly with the violent movement. Coupled with her peerless, tear-streaked, desperately innocent face, it
would evoke an extremely tempting impulse in any man in the world.

"Ah... no... please stop... please... sir, please save me, please save me..." Bingyi
pleaded, but Mo Chenjue remained unmoved. In the darkness, Bingyi could still feel the cold,
sharp gaze emanating from his eyes, fixed on her bare shoulders and half of her breast. An unprecedented sense of humiliation washed over her
, causing her cheeks to flush crimson. She bit her lip and lowered her head, unable to look at Mo Chenjue any longer.

Heaven knows, at seventeen, she had never worn revealing clothes, never allowed a man to be so intimate and
disrespectful. Heaven knows, the man she had respected most since their first meeting, Mr. Jue, was now watching her being stripped naked,
piece piece.

"Someone tell me why… please, stop… please don't do this to me…" Bingyi
trembled, pleading again and again, but this did not stop the men.

*Rip!* Another sound, and Bingyi's lower body, along with the hem of her skirt, was torn to shreds. Now, besides the thick rope, she was
only wearing a white lace bra and panties. Her snow-white shoulders and faintly visible breasts, her
beautiful, slender waist, and her firm buttocks encased in panties, along with
the virgin garden between her legs forcibly spread apart, were all on full display under the gaze of the three men.

"No...no...please..." Bingyi knew no one would listen to her pleas, and her master
wouldn't save her; she was still making a futile struggle.

The two men in black looked at Mo Chenjue, seemingly waiting for his command. Soon, as if they had received confirmation,
the two roughly ripped off her bra.

"Ah...no! Please stop!" Bingyi cried out repeatedly. At this moment, her pair of jade-like
breasts were completely exposed to everyone. Full and erect, the two pale pink buds stood upright,
extremely alluring.

"Please don't! Master...please don't look...please..." Bingyi's sense of humiliation had never been so intense.
Her cheeks flushed even more, and she lowered her head even further, adding a touch of coquettishness to her delicate and exquisite face, making her even more
alluring.

"Why are you doing this to me...please don't...don't..."

The two men began to knead her tender breasts incessantly. Her body, still in its nascent stage, reacted violently
to , and her two small nipples quickly hardened and stood erect as if struck by a slight electric current.

"Ugh...no...sir...save me..." Bingyi felt a tingling sensation from her nipples,
her mind a jumbled mess, unable to describe the feeling.

After kneading and playing with them for a while, the men teased her two small nipples with their warm, flexible tongues. The more
acute sensations returned, and Bingyi felt the electric current in her body become even more pronounced. It was the first time she had been teased by men with their nipples in their mouths
like this Their warm, soft tongues and teeth gently bit and sucked, teasing her back and forth. She
was made thirsty by the inexplicable heat and tingling in her body.

"Why...ah...why...do this...do this to me...please stop, please
stop ...please...ah!" Bingyi's words were cut off by a fierce bite from one of her nipples.

Chen Jue remained silent and motionless, watching herself being teased and ravaged by the strange men.

"Why?" Chen Jue finally spoke. The air was thick with his question.

Mo Chen Jue walked over, grabbed her delicate chin and lifted it up, his eyes filled with ruthlessness, as if he
wanted to devour her.

"Do I need to remind you how despicable you are? This is your own doing."

"Sir... um... I... I don't understand what you're saying..." Bing Yi struggled to speak while desperately resisting
the men 's teasing and provocation.

"Don't understand?!" Chen Jue tightened his grip, the pain so intense she felt her jaw about to shatter,
two large tears streaming down her face.

"Stop playing the pitiful card! Mo Bingyi, you're just a little bitch I keep, you need to understand
your place! Instead of studying properly at school, you're seducing male classmates, what's going on?!" Chen Jue's eyes
blazed with fury, ready to tear her apart.

"Sir...no...no...it's just that a boy wrote me a love letter...um...he
just hand...ah..." She shook her head, waves of tingling and slight pain washing over her nipples.

"Slap!" Chen Jue raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face. It hurt, it hurt so much, but the physical pain
couldn't compare to the psychological pain and shame.

"Let this little slut know how despicable she is!" Chen Jue commanded the two men. The teasing on her chest
intensified. Suddenly, Chen Jue reached out and ripped her panties! With them, her tender heart was torn apart as well.

"No! Sir! Please! Please don't..."

Chapter Two: Doubled Punishment. Her

white lace panties were torn to shreds and tossed aside. With Bingyi's scream, her lower body was completely exposed.
The two masked men who had been wantonly playing with her nipples were stunned and stopped kneading and kissing.

Her abdomen was flat, with the soft, still-grown breast hair of a young girl, appearing almost transparent under the light. Bingyi
was terrified; her abdomen rose and fell with her breath. The soft hair, forming a natural inverted triangle,
concealed that fragrant and intoxicating secret area. Because her legs were forcibly spread apart and bound... On the chair leg, one could
see the soft, lovely labia minora beneath the small thicket, their delicate pink hue a striking sight.

This scene, accompanied by Bingyi's trembling pleas, made the several men present feel an unbearable heat in their lower bodies.
Each of them longed to pounce upon her, to wantonly ravage this small, virgin territory, to conquer, possess, and destroy her with their fingers, their lips, their swollen
genitals . Even Mo Chenjue, who had seen countless beauties,
felt a tremor in his heart upon seeing this little beauty, tearful and pleading, with the world's most beautiful and softest body laid out before him
.

"Sir…" Bingyi pleaded desperately, "Please, please don't let them see anymore…"

But Mo Chenjue silently turned away, gestured to the two masked men, and walked back to the
opposite sofa, determined to continue admiring her.

The two men exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with incredulous delight. They had assumed that such a perfect
body should be enjoyed by their master himself; how could he let them have it so easily? Even if they didn't believe it was
true , since the master had given the order, they decided to take advantage of the opportunity and use all their skills to please this little
beauty.

"You attack the top, I'll attack the bottom," one said to the other.

A masked man suddenly took Bingyi's left clitoris into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue, while his other
hand tightly grasped her right clitoris, his fingers stroking and pinching it back and forth. Along with the pain, waves of tingling sensation
came from her nipples, and Bingyi couldn't help but let out a "mmm" from the stimulation.

"Looks like this little beauty is starting to react! You hurry up and attack the bottom, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and finish enjoying yourself, it'll be
my turn!" The man kneading and kissing Bingyi's chest whispered to the man kneeling between Bingyi's legs, still admiring Bingyi's
perfect vulva.

"I've never seen such a perfect little forest, I've even forgotten how to start," the man kneeling between Bingyi's legs
murmured.

"No! No! Ugh... Please let me go, sir, save me!" Bingyi continued her cries and pleas for help without
stopping .

Her breasts were being carefully and wantonly abused by the man's large hands and tongue, the pain and pleasure assaulting
her simultaneously. Even her lower body, which she had never seen before, intact, pure, and untouched, was now being
scrutinized by a strange man kneeling before her. The most terrifying thing was that her nakedness, her pleas, her being abused
and ravaged by a man, her wretched and humiliated state, were all being seen by the man she considered incomparable. This
sense of humiliation was amplified a thousandfold.

The man kneeling between her legs gently parted her secret bush with his large hands, exposing more of her lips and clitoris to everyone
.

Her lower body, touched for the first time, was extremely sensitive, and the humiliation made Bingyi cry out again, shaking her head and shouting
"No!"

Finally, the man mustered his courage and touched her labia minora with his thick middle finger. The tender pink flesh
seemed to beckon him, making him unable to resist any longer. He spread Bingyi's lower body wider, exposing more of her, and
began to knead her clitoris gently with his large hand.

"Ah..." An unprecedented sensation surged through Bingyi's nerves. This feeling was indescribable. Each movement of
the man's hand seemed to transform into a warm current flowing to her lower abdomen, to every
nerve ending. A huge wave of humiliation washed over her, but what she couldn't forgive herself for even more was that she
vaguely felt an unprecedented, extraordinary pleasure.

The man continued to increase the pressure and frequency of his kneading. Bingyi had to bite her lower lip tightly to prevent
herself from letting out a series of shameful moans.

Bingyi's bound hands pressed against the back of the chair to resist the powerful attack from below. Her jade-like feet,
stripped of their shoes and socks, pushed hard with her toes, each one curling and straightening.

"No, please...no...ah...ah...no...um...don't...
torture ..."

The man stopped, and for a moment, Bingyi felt a pang of desolation. A sliver of desire
lingered , but this thought was quickly overwhelmed by overwhelming shame.

"No?" The man gently wiped his fingers with two fingers, revealing sticky, clear love fluid covering them.

"Looks like this little beauty says no, but her body enjoys it quite a bit. So much fluid." The two men exchanged
a knowing smile. She looked down at the fluid flowing from her body. She didn't even know what it was, but from
the men 's teasing, she roughly understood. Humiliation and despair enveloped her flushed face, and the sorrow in her eyes
deepened.

In that instant, she also saw a flicker of disdain in Mo Chenjue's eyes.

She closed her eyes, two large tears rolling down her cheeks, biting her lip even harder.

"Looks like the little beauty is sad; we need to give her more love."

Before the words were even finished, the man, kneading and ravaging her breasts, suddenly pounced between her legs and took her swollen breast into his mouth.
A soft tongue, alternating between light and heavy, licked her clitoris and tender labia. The softness of the tongue and
the heaviness of the touch sent her teetering between reality and fantasy. The immense pleasure, mixed with waves of humiliation, left her
mind blank.

Little did she know, this wasn't the strongest attack.

The man who had been kneading her lower body with his fingers had now wrapped his arms around her shoulders, kissing
her smooth skin inch by inch. Sometimes he would move up to her long neck, gently
nibbling at her earlobe with his teeth, sometimes kissing down slowly, tenderly attacking her two tender nipples. Bingyi was almost fainting,
but she still mumbled, "No... ah... no... please... please... you..."

Then, the man kissing her upper body gently pinched her nipple with one hand, his fingers roaming over her delicate lower abdomen.
He bypassed the man's head and body, who was currently attacking Bingyi's pubic area with his warm tongue, and thrust his fingers into her vagina!

"Ah!" Bingyi's body trembled violently. Her virginity, which she had never even touched before, was
being invaded by a strange man. The feeling of being invaded and the humiliation made her struggle desperately.

"Don't panic, little beauty. Soon, soon you'll be so happy you'll forget yourself."

The man continued to lick and suck her labia and clitoris with his tongue. Bingyi's love juices increased, and he
licked them clean little by little. His tongue moved fast and slow, sometimes gentle and tender, sometimes fierce and domineering, and
waves washed over her.

The man who was attacking her upper body temporarily stopped kissing her, letting the finger that had just entered her vagina slowly
withdraw and then insert again, withdraw and insert again, gently repeating. Bingyi mumbled incoherently, "Please...

stop...ah...ah...ah...please...don't...do...this...ah...like...to...
me...uh

...uh!"

The intrusion of the foreign object into her lower body was so intense, but what surprised her even more was the feeling of fullness
that followed . The stimulation from the fingers probing her vagina
was ten or a hundred times more intense than the previous intrusions of her nipples, kisses, and labia.

The man then added another index finger, and both fingers were thrusting in and out of her vagina at the same time. At the same time, his tongue
returned to her earlobe, neck, shoulders, chest, and lips, lovingly caressing her.

Bingyi could no longer endure it, her beautiful body rising and falling with the rhythm of his fingers and the relentless ravages of his tongue
. Beads of sweat glistened on her smooth, soft skin, wetting the fine
hairs on her forehead.

"Ah, ah... ah..." Her moans, mingling with the men's thrusts and kisses, and the trembling of this most beautiful body
in the world , escaped slightly from her cherry-red lips. Her long hair trembled, her cheeks flushed,
her eyes were lightly closed, and even her eyelashes trembled.

Seeing this scene, every man in the world would go mad.

Her lower body was overflowing with love juice, and the men's fingers thrust even more frantically. At this moment, he even used three
thick fingers to fill her incredibly tender little hole. Every inch of her skin, both upper and lower, was kissed with unparalleled pleasure.

A tremendous wave of pleasure surged through her body; Bingyi felt like she was about to reach the heavens.

At this moment, Mo Chenjue quietly walked over and gently loosened the ropes binding her arms, hands, waist, and thighs
, untying her. Pink marks were left on her fair skin, making the men even more
aroused .

Under the powerful onslaught of the two skilled dominatrixes, Bingyi knew she had regained her freedom and wanted to escape,
feeling a strong sense of humiliation, yet she was also too attached to the waves of pleasure surging through her body. She was lifted by the unparalleled satisfaction
created , as if she were about to reach the clouds. Her body grew increasingly limp, less and less able to move
.

She surrendered. She remained limp there.

The two men's actions didn't stop. Mo Chenjue gently picked her up and placed her on the large table beside him, laying her flat,
her long legs spread apart. The men's hands and lips never ceased.

"Ugh...ah...no...ah..." Bingyi gasped repeatedly, her lower body suddenly
contracting , her body trembling, her legs tensing. She cried out "Ah!", her body trembling violently, her delicate brows furrowed, her face
flushed. At that moment, it felt as if she were being held on soft clouds, her body incredibly comfortable, every cell
relaxing —this was the feeling of her first orgasm, something she had never experienced before.

At that moment, one man was gently licking the love fluid that had soaked almost half the table between her legs, while the other held
her left foot in his hands, licking and comforting each toe one by one, a sensation that was strangely pleasurable and slightly itchy.

Instantly, the pleasure faded, and reason returned. Bingyi sat up abruptly, wanting to explain herself to Mo Chenjue, who had been standing by the table
witnessing her entire orgasm, but she felt there was no way to explain. She stood there with her lips slightly parted,
her eyes filled with tears.

Looking down at herself, she was completely naked, the pink marks from the ropes still visible, and the love fluid still
flowing . Her mind went blank. She crossed one hand to cover her breasts and the other to cover her lower body. When her gaze met Mo
Chenjue's sharp eyes, she was so terrified that her knees buckled and she knelt before him.

"Sir..." she stammered, lowering her head, her long hair falling down to cover her delicate face.

"Today is a lesson for you before your coming-of-age ceremony, to let you know how despicable and wretched you are.

From now on, study hard at school and don't have any selfish thoughts." His words were cold and stern.

"Yes... sir." A huge sense of humiliation washed over her. Thinking of the most shameful part of the whole process just now, she...

she had shamelessly enjoyed it, and when Chen Jue untied her at the end, she didn't even
try to escape... The shame and despair made her contemplate suicide. She stood up and slammed her head against the corner of the table. Her

forehead was cut open, and blood flowed down. Bingyi was about to slam her head against the table again.

Mo Chen Jue reached out and grabbed her long hair, pulling her close and looking directly into her dull,
lifeless eyes: "Want to die? It's not that easy. Don't forget, you haven't
seen your brother again. If you want to die, I won't let your brother live alone in this world. Remember, you
belong only to me, your slave."

Brother, brother! Bingyi felt as if her heart was being torn apart. She suddenly remembered her only family member in the world, her
beloved younger brother, with whom she had depended on for survival since childhood.

Mo Chenjue turned and left, tossing out a parting remark, "You know what to do."

The two men dragged her back to the sofa, removed her hands covering her chest and lower body, and separated her...
They tended to her legs, tended to the wound on her forehead, set up the camera, and
photographed every inch of her beautiful body, from head to toe, especially her breasts and lower body.

Afterwards, they blindfolded her again, dressed her, and took her back to her small room.

Bingyi lay on the bed, her gaze vacant, her mind blank.

The nightmare had only just begun.

What Mo Chenjue wanted was her complete body, and even more so, her complete heart.

Chapter Three: Coming-of-Age Ceremony.

Bingyi was blindfolded again and carried by the two men, feeling as if she had been led back to her room through a winding path,
where she was thrown onto her bed.

Removing the blindfold, she slowly sat up, still feeling
pain in her arms, waist, and legs where they had been tightly bound. Walking to the dressing mirror, she gazed at herself in the mirror.

Her usually silky black hair was now dry and disheveled, unkempt by the men. Her pale face, her large
eyes filled with terror and sorrow, was streaked with tears, bloodless, and her lips, devoid of their former pink,
trembled slightly. Her white dress was torn to shreds at the shoulders and hips. She reached out and slowly removed the dress;
underneath, she wore no bra or panties, which had been ripped to shreds by the men.

Her skin was still smooth and flawless, like milk, though marked with numerous rope marks. Her snow-white neck bore bright
red hickeys, and her two shyly erect breasts were covered in bruises and hickeys. On her inner thighs were marks of
the men 's forceful control.

And all of this, this wretched, heartbreaking scene,
was experienced every second under the watchful gaze and command of her "Master.

" Master.

Ugh. Master. The perfect, holy Master in her heart.

She quietly walked to the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, and plunged in, letting the water cover her head. Her long,
seaweed- like hair floated in the half-filled tub.

She and her younger brother, Mo Binghan, had been abandoned by their parents at the orphanage gate since childhood. Binghan was her twin,
half an hour younger than her, and called her "older sister." Like her, Binghan had an exquisitely beautiful face, fair-skinned
, tall, and slender. Bingyi was quiet and well-behaved from a young age, while Binghan was lively, optimistic, and cheerful.
The siblings were each other's only family in this world, and Bingyi valued Binghan more than her own life. Binghan, in turn
, doted on his sister, trying his best to make her happy. Whenever they were together, he would always hold her hand, gazing at her with the most ardent
eyes and the most contented smiles.

Every time a couple came to the orphanage to adopt a child, Bingyi would pull Binghan away to hide in the most inconspicuous corner.

She was terrified—terrified that after being adopted, they wouldn't be accepted and would be abandoned again. Binghan understood her heart and
silently .

Their lives were rewritten when they were 12 years old.

Mo Chenjue, the head of the Mo Group, possessed billions in assets and was a well-known young and promising
tycoon . He was taciturn, cold-faced, decisive in his work, and had a private life filled with beautiful women, making him
a frequent subject of newspaper and magazine entertainment sections.

When he was 30, Bingyi and Binghan were 12.

That day, Mo Chenjue came to this orphanage for charity work in cooperation with the group. The director
gathered together, and as usual, Bingyi, holding Binghan's hand, stood in the most inconspicuous corner, hiding as far away as possible.

"Behave well, and you might be chosen by President Mo to be adopted!" the director said with a beaming smile.

Bingyi secretly raised her head and stole a glance at the man standing in the center of the stage.

What an elegant and aloof aura!

Bingyi's heart trembled.

On stage, Mo Chenjue stood tall and imposing, dressed in a meticulously tailored dark gray suit with a light
blue His hair was perfectly styled, and below it lay a face so handsome it could make countless women swoon. His eyebrows were thick,
his eyes deep-set, with dark pupils and a cold gaze. He had a straight nose and angular lips. He
was truly handsome to the extreme, and also coldly aloof. This man, beautiful as a statue, truly stunned Bingyi
.

"So handsome! No wonder all those female celebrities are obsessed with him!" the older girls around her whispered
, their giggles and exclamations mingling with admiration.

At that moment, Mo Chenjue also looked towards this corner, and their eyes met.

His heart skipped a beat. In this

world, there was such a pure and lovable girl.

He saw that the small Bingyi was slender, huddled in the corner, yet her tall figure was still undeniable. Her
long was neatly styled and fell over her shoulders. She wore a white cotton dress with a high neckline and a slightly loose cut, yet it
couldn't conceal the beautiful figure of a girl still developing. Her face was pale, but her large eyes were filled with sorrow, innocence,
and panic as she met his gaze. Her skin was fair, like cheese, and her slender arms tightly
gripped the slightly taller young boy beside her, whose face bore a striking resemblance to hers.

Bingyi quickly lowered her head, not daring to look up again.

Mo Chenjue had never felt such a stirring in his heart.

Women, to him, were less important than clothes; he was always surrounded by beautiful women, each
vying to get close to him.

This little girl, however, felt so different.

The sorrow emanating from her, her unparalleled purity, the innocence and helplessness in her eyes,
her developing, beautiful body, her fair and smooth skin—all of this made him want to pin this little girl down beneath
him, to ravage and torment her, to see more pleading in her large eyes, to make her beg him in a low voice, to make her
depend on her believe he was the only one in the world, to make her belong to him alone.

Mo Chenjue's heart tightened, and this desire burned even more intensely.

He slowly stepped off the stage, and amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, walked towards her in the corner.

He reached Bingyi, and only then did she realize what was happening. She lowered her head even further, biting
her lip , gripping her brother's hand even tighter, while her other hand nervously clutched her dress, crumpling the small piece of fabric.

Seeing this, Mo Chenjue felt a surge of heat throughout his body, wanting nothing more than to pull her into his arms, pin her down, and
watch her cry and beg for mercy.

He gently reached out, pinched her small chin, and lifted her small face.

Her small face showed even more fear and helplessness.

"Would you like to come with me?"

Bingyi was startled upon hearing this, paused blankly for two seconds, then pulled her hand away from his, lowered her head again, and uttered
a single word in a low voice:

"No."

Mo Chenjue's inner turmoil intensified. This little girl, this fragile little
girl , had actually said no to him, Mo Chenjue!

An even stronger sense of conquest swept over him.

"I will adopt you and your brother together. I will send him to the best school in the world, to receive the best
education, and to give him the life he deserves."

Upon hearing this, Bingyi nodded lightly without hesitation.

Her brother was her everything. Her brother was more important than her own life. Besides, it meant overcoming
the fear and allowing him to receive the best treatment in the world.

"What does nodding mean?"

"I am willing to be adopted by you." Bingyi said softly, still looking down, not daring to look Mo Chenjue in the eye.

"Louder, so everyone can hear." He reached out and lifted her chin again, but this time the force was
much stronger, making her feel a slight pain.

"I, I am willing to be adopted by you, Mr. Mo." Bingyi mustered her courage and said a decibel higher in front of everyone
.

From that day on, she and her brother were both adopted by Mo Chenjue. The siblings' names were changed to Mo Bingyi and Mo Binghan.

Strangely, from the day she left the orphanage until now, a full six years had passed, and she hadn't seen her brother
once .

Binghan was sent abroad to study by the Mo Group according to Mo Chenjue's instructions, but
Bingyi had no right to know even where Binghan was sent.

However, she unconditionally trusted Mo Chenjue. Her brother was sent to the best school, receiving the best education,
living the most carefree life.

As for herself, this beautiful, well-behaved, and quiet little girl, favored by the Mo family, attended an excellent private
school, her clothes and shoes personally chosen by Mo Chenjue, and her grades were outstanding.

Life seemed happy and peaceful. But she vaguely sensed that Mo Chenjue was somewhat different.

At 13, she experienced her first menstruation, and her pale face began to glow with the unique rosy hue of a young girl. Her school uniform
blouse could no longer conceal her rapidly expanding breasts. Her waist remained slender, but her hips became increasingly rounded and perky.

All of this troubled and embarrassed her. No one could tell her why her body had
changed like this, even her lower body had grown a tuft of soft hair.

At the age of 16, her body had fully developed into a beautiful young woman's body. No clothes
could hide her peach-like figure, making every man who saw her drool.

Mo Chenjue began to have her serve him while he bathed.

She called him "Master," a title she had maintained since she was 12.

Master's bathroom was large, with exquisite marble decorations, its style as hard and cold as he was.

Her task was to serve Master by undressing, bathing, changing clothes, and then giving him a massage.

Although sometimes she would accidentally touch Mo Chenjue's lower body, being as innocent and pure as she was, she didn't
understand matters between men and women. She didn't feel anything strange about accidentally touching him. Mo Chenjue was mostly
silent.

But one day, she suddenly vaguely understood this feeling.

That day, Mo Chenjue returned home drunk.

Bingyi, as usual, knelt at the bathroom door, holding Mo Chenjue's bathrobe in her hands.

Mo Chenjue was helped to sit on the sofa by the maid, who waved for them to leave.

Bingyi began to help him undress. His coat, shirt, and undershirt revealed his broad shoulders and defined
abs. She continued downwards, unbuckling his belt, removing his shoes and socks, leaving him only in his underwear.

Bingyi looked down at the hard bulge in his underwear, and though she didn't know why,
she blush.

She laboriously helped him into the bathroom, into the bathtub, and gently massaged his body as usual
. Mo Chenjue remained silent, his eyes half-closed, yet Bingyi still dared not look at his face.

She hesitantly dried his body inch by inch, then helped him to the bedside. She knelt there and
massaged him as usual.

After massaging his shoulders and toes, she began to massage his calves, finally massaging his thighs.

Mo Chenjue seemed to be asleep, his eyes closed, his face expressionless. Only then did Bingyi dare to look at him.
Looking at his breathtakingly handsome face, her heart raced, and her face flushed crimson. Unexpectedly, her hand slipped and accidentally
touched something hard in his underwear.

Bingyi gasped, pulling her hand back, and looked at Mo Chenjue in astonishment.

At that moment, Mo Chenjue suddenly sat up, pulling her into his arms and flipping her over, pinning her beneath him.

"Sir!" Bingyi cried out, her large eyes filled with innocence and terror.

Mo Chenjue's face was inches from hers, his entire body pressed tightly against hers. The swelling in his lower body pressed against her
underwear, causing a slight pain.

Smelling the faint fragrance of a young girl emanating from her, and seeing her beautiful face and increasingly bewildered eyes,
Mo Chenjue said in a low voice, "You shameless little vixen! You came into this world, came to
my side, just to seduce me, to tempt me, you little slut!"

"Sir, I didn't, I really didn't..." Bingyi cried out in terror.

But the more panicked and helpless she seemed, the more excited he became, the more he wanted to conquer her, to ravage her, and to see
her beg for mercy and submit.

"The more pitiful and innocent you look, the more you torment people and attract attention, you know that?! You know I can't
resist that, so you keep putting on this innocent act to seduce me, you little slut!"

Before Bingyi could even speak, Mo Chenjue covered her mouth with his lips.

He forcefully thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, Bingyi's soft lips almost melting him. Ignoring her flustered
tongue, he directly curled and swallowed it, sometimes kissing her little tongue deeply, sometimes gently pressing against her pearly teeth, lightly entwining
her soft tongue, inhaling all the fragrance. One of his large hands stroked her hair, while the other couldn't help but
knead her soft breasts through her white shirt. The heat in his lower body made Bingyi feel increasingly pained.

Struggling was futile; she was firmly pressed down beneath him, tears of fear streaming from her eyes, her body becoming even more
limp and powerless.

Mo Chenjue released her breast and began to grope downwards. Bingyi realized this and struggled to break free from him,
crying out, "Sir, please don't! I'm still a child..."

Mo Chenjue snapped out of his daze, looking at Bingyi, who was kneeling there, her face streaked with tears, terrified by his actions. His heart softened
instantly .

She was still a minor, not yet 18.

"Then, we'll wait until you turn 18. I'll give you a grand coming-of-age ceremony." Mo Chenjue's expression returned to normal
. "You can leave now."

Bingyi fled back to her room in a disheveled state, still reeling from the sudden scene that had just unfolded.

The master… the master had forcibly kissed her!

He was so forceful, so strong, leaving her utterly defenseless. His eyes were filled with
a desire to destroy her.

At sixteen, she vaguely understood the meaning of romantic love at that moment.

Touching her lips with her fingers, she found herself lingering with a bittersweet aftertaste for Mo Chenjue's passionate kiss.

After that forced kiss, Mo Chenjue became even more taciturn and cold towards Bingyi. Until this recent, severe punishment.

Bingyi was always quiet, gentle, and reserved at school. But her figure and looks in junior high made her
the dream girl of every boy.

Especially recently, boys had been relentlessly pursuing her with all sorts of tactics, but she had never been moved,
never paid any attention. A boy had taken her hand and confessed his feelings, but she hadn't accepted it, only to find herself
subjected to this torturous scene.

From then on, Bingyi became even more solitary at school, wearing shirts with higher collars and long skirts that reached her ankles.
She was a hurry and spoke even less.

On her 18th birthday, the Mo family held a birthday banquet for her as usual. Her little wish remained the same: that her younger brother would be
safe and happy, and that her husband would be healthy and successful.

Unlike previous years, Mo Chenjue did not attend her birthday dinner this time, nor did he ask her to serve him
a bath .

It was already 10 p.m., and Bingyi thought, he probably wouldn't come back to wish her a happy birthday. With a touch of
loneliness , she went to bed sullenly.

Just as she turned off the light, the door was suddenly slammed open, and two tall men walked in.

"Who?!" Bingyi sat up in fright. She was only wearing a small nightgown, with large areas of skin exposed.
She nervously pulled the corner of the blanket tighter.

"The master invites you in." Without saying a word, the two men grabbed her, blindfolded her, and
lifted her into the air.

"What are you doing? Who are you? Please put me down!" Bingyi struggled, but her frail body
was no match for the strength of the two burly men.

After about ten minutes, she was thrown heavily onto what appeared to be a soft bed. She heard the men say, "
Sir , we've brought you."

"Hmm."

She recognized the voice; it was Mo Chenjue.

She immediately stopped struggling and screaming, letting the men turn her over and handcuff her hands and feet
to the four bedposts.

Bingyi was now lying face down on the bed, her body stretched out in a stark shape.

Someone removed the blindfold from her eyes.

It was Mo Chenjue.

His cold face, his eyes flashing with burning desire, seemed to want to devour her alive.

"Sir..." she stammered. She dared not look into his eyes again. She was terrified, seeing that this was the same room where she had been humiliated last time, wondering what kind of torture and humiliation awaited her

this time . Mo Chenjue slapped her, the pain making her vision go black. "Stop pretending to be pitiful and seducing me! You little slut!" "Bingyi didn't seduce you, sir..." Bingyi's tears returned. Mo Chenjue's desire to conquer ignited instantly. Bingyi was only wearing a spaghetti strap nightgown, barely covering her breasts and her firm buttocks, everything vaguely visible. Her long legs were spread apart, and the dense grove between them seemed to be trying to lure him in. He couldn't resist any longer and tore her nightgown to shreds. "No!" Bingyi was terrified and struggled desperately, but her hands and feet were bound, and she had no strength to resist. Her pleas did not stop Mo Chenjue from continuing to tear her panties. Thus, she was completely exposed to Mo Chenjue's gaze once again. Her long hair was disheveled and draped over the bed, her smooth, flawless back rose and fell with her firm, round buttocks, her beautiful waist dimples, and her firm, long legs struggled incessantly, her perfect, white feet trying break free of their shackles. Mo Chenjue grabbed her shoulders, his eyes terrifying. "Enjoy this coming-of-age ceremony I'm giving you, my little darling." With that, a wad of cloth was stuffed into Bingyi's mouth, preventing her from crying out. Then, the men started the machine beside the bed. A man with tattoos covering his arm sat down next to her and picked up a tattoo needle. "No, no, no!" Bingyi couldn't make a sound, desperately shaking her head, her long hair swaying. "Do it! I want you to have my mark on you forever on your 18th birthday! Forever!" Mo Chenjue said harshly . The tattooed man reached out and held her right shoulder firmly, plunging the needle in. This time, Bingyi felt excruciating pain! So painful, so painful… Tears streamed down her face, but her body was completely immobilized, unable to struggle at all. The manipulation on her right shoulder continued, wave after wave of stabs, each one causing her unbearable pain. "I want you to feel pain, so you'll remember me. The deeper the stab, the deeper your memory of me will be." Mo Chenjue sat calmly on the opposite sofa. It was that same sofa chair where she had been bound, legs spread, her entire body ravaged by a strange man. And this time, she was again completely naked, stared at by even more men, and who knew what other . The tattoo on her shoulder felt like an eternity. Bingyi was gradually consumed by pain, gradually becoming numb, only hearing the hissing of the tattoo pen. She was in so much pain, so much pain that she felt nothing. But Mo Chenjue remained silent. Finally, finally, it was over. They let go, and she had no strength left to resist. Mo Chenjue got up to inspect the result. The tattoo artist brought two mirrors for Bingyi to see for herself. On her soft, snow-white back, near her right shoulder, was a vibrant, crimson rose, exquisitely beautiful. Next to the rose was the character "Jue." Bingyi's heart skipped a beat. "Sir…" Bingyi cried out in a pitiful voice. Mo Chenjue still ignored her, praising the tattoo artist's work. Then, he gestured to the men. The tattoo artist left the room, and the two men removed Bingyi's handcuffs and leg irons, turned her over, removed the gag from her mouth, and tidied her hair. Bingyi offered no resistance; the pain in her shoulder still overwhelmed her. Turning her over only fueled the men's desire. Her skin was as white as snow, her breasts full and erect, her waist slender, and the small forest below concealing a fragrant secret passage. The men lifted her up, secured her hands with a bamboo stick, and suspended her from the metal ring of a chandelier.

Her long right leg was tied to a bamboo stick with a rope.
The height was raised so low that she could only lift her left leg by tiptoeing to reduce the pain.

"Please put me down...please don't...no..." Bingyi realized that not only was her naked body
being stared at by everyone, but most importantly, because her right leg was raised and bound, her lower body was
completely exposed from the side.

She was overwhelmed by shame once more.

"You little slut, you say no now, but you'll definitely want it later." Mo Chenjue pinched her
chin .

A man brought over two wine glasses. Mo Chenjue picked one up and brought it to Bingyi's lips.

"Little darling, today is your 18th birthday. I've waited six whole years for this day. Do you know
how much torment I've endured every day for these six years to control myself from even thinking about touching you?!" Mo Chenjue's gaze
grew increasingly sharp.

"You insist on seducing me, teasing me, you little slut! Today I'll show you just how shameless you
are !"

With that, he grabbed her chin with one hand and forcefully poured the wine from the glass into her mouth with the other.

Bingyi had never drunk alcohol before, and the bitter liquid that was suddenly forced down her throat caused her to resist
. After half a glass, she couldn't swallow any more.

"Fine, I'll help you."

Mo Chenjue poured the remaining half glass into his own mouth and forcefully opened Bingyi's mouth with his tongue. A large mouthful of bitter wine
assaulted her lips, which were blocked by Mo Chenjue, leaving her with no choice but to swallow.

"That's a good girl." Mo Chenjue turned and sat opposite her.

Just as she was recovering from the fainting spell caused by the forced drinking, Bingyi suddenly felt a strange change in her body. She felt
incredibly thirsty, and her whole body was burning unbearably hot, like a raging fire of desire burning brighter and brighter throughout her body, threatening to
engulf her.

Bingyi couldn't resist and began to writhe. Her beautiful body was even more alluring.

"Look at how shameless you are," Mo Chenjue said coldly.

At that moment, what she really wanted was for Mo Chenjue to hold her tightly, like last time, pressing his swollen lower body
against her, to fill the extreme emptiness in her lower body.

"Thirsty...I'm so thirsty...Sir...water...water..." Bingyi was almost
driven mad losing all sensation.

"Is your upper body thirstier, or your lower body?"

"Ugh...Yes...Yes...lower...No...No...it's upper..." Bingyi frowned slightly
, twisting her body incessantly.

"Hahaha," the men in the room laughed maliciously.

"Please...please don't...don't do this to me..." Bingyi's consciousness grew increasingly blurred.

Mo Chenjue gave one of the men a wink.

The man stepped forward, grabbing Bingyi's breasts and kneading them, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly. A wave of pleasure
surged from her breasts, and deep down, Bingyi finally felt a sense of relief.

"Mmm..." she couldn't help but moan.

"Like this?" The man pinched her nipple between two fingers, pulling it outward forcefully, while his mouth took her other
nipple gently biting and manipulating it. Pain mingled with pleasure, and Bingyi's moans grew louder, her expression a mix of pain
and enjoyment.

However, although she had lost most of her consciousness, the feeling of humiliation still overwhelmed her.

"No...please...um...please...um...please...no...don't..."

But the more pitiful and weak she appeared, the more it fueled the men's desire to conquer her.

Then two more men came over. One gathered her hair with his hand and began showering her earlobes, neck, and shoulders with kisses
—places she was incredibly sensitive to. The other knelt down, close to her lower body, his face
directly facing her pubic hair. She could even feel his hot breath on her genitals.

"No! No! Don't..." Before she could finish speaking, she let out a heavy moan, "Um..." It was this
man who forcefully extended his tongue, taking her already aroused and erect clitoris into his mouth.

"Ah..." Bingyi's face convulsed, her eyes tightly closed, and everyone seemed to see and hear
the satisfaction in her expression and voice.

Her lower body was alternately being gently and quickly licked by the man's tongue, and then being deeply and slowly licked. Her love juices
flowed unrestrainedly down her inner thighs. His tongue stirred inside her, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, sometimes deeply, sometimes shallowly. Bingyi
was about to collapse, her body trembling and contorting more and more. Suddenly, the man beneath her pulled her legs into his arms,
allowing his tongue to penetrate even deeper. He licked her labia and clitoris, then moved towards her vagina!

"No...no...please don't..."

"You say no, but your body won't leave for a moment." The man beneath her extended his tongue into her vagina,
stirring it continuously, one hand holding her legs, the other using his fingers to knead her clitoris with increasing force.

Multiple attacks; she was truly about to surrender.

Her soft panting and moans grew louder, her face flushed...in just a few more seconds, she would reach her climax!

At this moment, Mo Chenjue raised his hand, and everyone stopped. Bingyi was suddenly released, and a huge
sense of emptiness washed over her. A wave of desolation washed over her, and she suddenly longed for this torment to continue.

"Ah..." Her body, now freed,
was slightly swayed in the air, her left foot not holding her firmly. Everyone could see that she was being overwhelmed by the aphrodisiac again, her lower body contracting and twisting violently.

"Put her down," Mo Chenjue ordered.

The men put her down and untied her. At this moment, she had no strength left. The heat within her body made her completely
lose consciousness. The only remaining sense of shame made her moan, "Sir...please...don't..."

The men resumed kneading, caressing, and kissing her soft, perfect body.

She felt two large fingers penetrate her lower body, and her body trembled violently. This
was the feeling she wanted!

The fingers thrust in and out repeatedly, faster and faster, and she was about to reach a satisfying climax again.

"Stop," Mo Chenjue coldly ordered.

"Ah! No... sir... no... stop..." Bingyi couldn't bear the immense emptiness within her body and
pleaded desperately, hoping to be filled again.

Mo Chenjue led her to the mirror and whispered, "You little slut, look at yourself, how
humiliating ."

Bingyi looked at the large mirror in front of her.

In the mirror, her hair was disheveled, her cheeks were flushed, and her whole body was pink. Her body couldn't help but twist
and tremble , as if constantly craving caresses and filling. The intense desire in her lower body was destroying her.

"Do you want it?" Mo Chenjue asked her.

Bingyi didn't answer, biting her lip.

This only fueled Mo Chenjue's lust.

He reached into her lower body and thrust repeatedly!

"Ahhhhhhh..." Bingyi was driven to the brink of death by his violent movements, moaning incessantly.

"Beg me! Beg me! Say you want me!" Mo Chenjue went mad, thrusting his fingers into her vagina, then
twisted her body and bit down hard on the tattoo that had just stopped bleeding.

"Ah!" Bingyi cried out in pain, "Please...please...I...I want...I want..."

Mo Chenjue continued his actions, "Louder!"

"Sir...please...ahhhh...I want..." Bingyi lost consciousness from the movements in her lower body and
the pain , screaming loudly.

Mo Chenjue stopped, picked her up, and everyone left the room.

He placed her on the large bed, and Bingyi, due to the increasingly strong effects of the drug, continued to writhe.
Tears
streamed down her face , her cheeks flushed, her body limp like a kitten's after so long of torment and abuse. She bit her rosy lips, struggling to hold back her cries.

Mo Chenjue could no longer resist his lust. He stripped off all his clothes and pressed himself against Bingyi.

"Sir..."

Mo Chenjue lowered his head and took her tender breast into his mouth, holding her firmly with his hands. He spread her
long legs and thrust his long-suppressed penis violently into her!

This sudden, unexpected penetration brought tears to Bingyi's eyes. The excruciating pain, accompanied by Mo Chenjue's increasingly violent
thrusts, came in waves. At the same time, a sense of emptiness finally dissipated, leaving her unsure whether she felt better
or worse. She wanted to struggle, but Mo Chenjue made it impossible for her to resist.

"Sir...it hurts..."

Her virgin blood splattered on the white sheets, speckled like a delicate rose.

Every thrust of Mo Chenjue seemed to reach her uterus, attacking her tender lower body relentlessly.

Her shoulders ached, her lower body ached, she wanted to push him away, but she couldn't bear to push away the
person she respected and admired most.

Mo Chenjue was like a ferocious leopard, tireless, after hundreds of thrusts, he turned her over and
entered her from behind. This position amplified her reaction, and she couldn't help but groan loudly.

"Sir...Sir...No...No...Ah..."

He bent down and bit her tattoo, causing her to cry out in pain again.

"Don't call me 'Sir'! Call me Jue!" he commanded hoarsely.

"First...Jue...Jue..." Bingyi was increasingly overwhelmed by his fierce onslaught.

"Say you'll always be mine!" Mo Chenjue penetrated deeper and harder.

"Ah...I am...I am your...forever...forever..." Bingyi's body struggled back and forth, twisted by his
endless bestiality and the immense pain and pleasure.

Suddenly, Bingyi felt him convulse inside her, and a warm liquid gushed out inside her
. Mo Chenjue stopped and collapsed on top of her. He began to gently lick her tattoo wound with his tongue.

"Ugh...it still...hurts..." Bingyi said cautiously.

She thought it was over, but Mo Chenjue lifted her body again, making her support herself on the bed with her hands, knees bent
, and back arched in the air. He entered her again from behind!

Chapter Four: Three Days and Three Nights

Mo Chenjue wrapped his arms around her waist, thrusting his hips forward and entering Bingyi again without any mercy.

Although her lower body had been penetrated hundreds of times, this brutal thrusting still made her feel excruciating pain.

"Ah...sir...please...please spare me..." The excruciating pain in her lower body, which had just become numb,
was now being torn apart again by Mo Chenjue's even more intense attacks.

Mo Chenjue didn't say a word, holding her waist even tighter. The "slap slap" of the impact, along with
the blood from her torn hymen wound, filled the air.

The pain was unbearable.

Bingyi kept begging and crying out beneath him, but the more she pleaded, the harder Mo Chenjue thrust into her. She
finally couldn't hold on any longer. It was late at night, and the effects of the drug had almost worn off. She had been tormented for so long,
and her body was wracked with endless pain. Bingyi closed her eyes and, surprisingly, fainted from the pain inflicted by Mo Chenjue.

Mo Chenjue realized the soft body beneath him couldn't support him and collapsed, but his powerful
desire compelled him to forcefully roll her over, lifting her long, slender, white legs and placing them on his shoulders. He leaned down,
grabbed her snow-white shoulders, and thrust his massive member into her!

The excruciating pain immediately woke Bingyi. "Ah!" she cried out, her voice piercingly painful.

Mo Chenjue vented his boundless lust in the intermittent waves of Bingyi's drowsiness, pain, and eventual fainting,
without rest all night. Finally, just seconds before he was about to climax again, he found Bingyi had fainted once more.
He lifted her upper body, pinched her tattoo wound hard with his large hand, and thrust his lower body violently. "Ah!" Bingyi
felt another wave of excruciating pain wash over her, and she woke up again.

She met Mo Chenjue's gaze, held in his arms, her breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples rising and falling with his vigorous
thrusts , rubbing against his firm muscles. Her buttocks were nestled between his thighs, a
position that allowed him maximum penetration, her long legs wrapped around his waist.

Mo Chenjue held her with one arm, while the other continued to forcefully poke at her wound. She felt his lower body swelling and
swelling , about to tear her apart. "It hurts…no, sir, please…"

"So tight, so tight. If you said no, why are you sucking me so tightly! You little slut!" Mo
Chenjue's eyes were filled with lust, devoid of any tenderness.

"It hurts…sir…no…" A wave of excruciating pain washed over Bingyi, almost causing her to faint.

"The more I see you like this, the more I want to destroy you!" Mo Chenjue's lower body grew even thicker and larger, swelling as if
to pierce her, but Bingyi's tight little hole remained softly enveloped, growing tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, Mo Chenjue convulsed a few times, his body pressing down on Bingyi, and the two fell onto the bed together. Bingyi
felt another surge of warm fluid gushing from within her.

Mo Chenjue had taken her relentlessly all night, and now that dawn was breaking, he finally let her go.

Mo Chenjue awoke; it was nearly noon. He looked at Bingyi beside him, still fast asleep. Tears glistened on her face,
her hands clutching the corner of the blanket tightly, her private parts covered, her calves and feet exposed. Her slender ankles
and toes as tender as tofu, were naturally curled.

She was truly a stunning beauty.

After last night, she had been completely transformed from a little girl into a woman by him. The traces of her virgin blood still lingered
on the sheets, their color deepening.

This was the first time he had seen her sleeping so closely; in her deep sleep, she was even more docile and endearing.

His desire to conquer rekindled.

He gently moved the corner of the blanket she was clutching, exposing her beautiful body to the soft sunlight.

He lay on top of her, one hand smoothing a strand of hair from her forehead, the other cupping her right breast, slowly taking her left
nipple into his mouth, teasing and stirring it gently with his tongue.

The tingling sensation on her nipple woke her, and seeing Mo Chenjue on top of her, she was startled again.

"Sir…no…don't…" She wanted to resist, but her unconditional obedience to Mo Chenjue since childhood
prevented her from moving; pinned down by his strong body, she couldn't move either.

At this moment, she felt a splitting headache, and her whole body ached. The torment of the previous night and the fading
effects left her feeling very uncomfortable.

"You say no now, but in a little while, you won't want to struggle anymore." Mo Chenjue raised his head, a hint of tenderness appearing in his eyes for the first
time .

Bingyi melted at this tenderness and fell silent.

His fingers gently kneaded her clitoris, teasing and pulling it with his fingers, while his tongue lightly
licked and his teeth gently bit it. Waves of tingling and itching came from her chest, seemingly making Bingyi feel much better.

"Mmm," she couldn't help but moan softly.

"What a little vixen." He touched her vulva with his hand. It was covered with a lot of clear
fluid .

"You reacted so quickly." He kissed his fingers, which were covered in her love fluid.

"Ah...no...sir...don't do that...it'll...it'll be so shameful..." Bingyi's
face flushed red.

Mo Chenjue once again placed his slender fingers between her labia, gently pressing the already full and erect
clitoris.

"Ah...no..." A wave of pleasure came from Bingyi's lower body, and she moaned heavily. Mo Chenjue increased
the force , parting her pink lips even wider, teasing the clitoris that was constantly oozing nectar.

"No... sir... so... so shy..." Bingyi was stimulated by him, her eyes slightly closed, her delicate brows
furrowed.

"You've made me wait for so many years, do you think I'll give up so easily?" A slight smile played on Mo Chenjue's lips, and
his movements stopped.

Bingyi opened her eyes slightly and was surprised to find that Mo Chenjue had moved to her lower body, between her legs,
quietly admiring her genitals!

"Sir! No! Please don't look..." Bingyi reached out and gently touched her pubic hair.

Mo Chenjue silently moved her hands away, spreading her legs even wider, parting her pink lips, and bringing
his face closer to admire this masterpiece. After countless thrusts throughout the night, her vulva
was still a beautiful pink. He reached into her vagina, and Bingyi immediately trembled, letting out a soft moan, and
twisting her body.

"Sir... mmm... mmm..."

Mo Chenjue's fingers continued to penetrate, touching her broken hymen.

"You will always belong only to me. Remember that." He continued to penetrate deeper.

"If you betray me, I will destroy you with my own hands." He thrust hard inside her.

"Ah... it hurts... sir..." The force was too great, causing her to cry out in pain.

Mo Chenjue withdrew his fingers. She could feel his hot breath on her lower body. Each breath hit
her entrance, making her feel both ashamed and itchy, and a stream of love fluid involuntarily seeped out.

"What a little vixen." Mo Chenjue chuckled.

Bingyi felt him forcefully spread her legs again, and then a warm tongue licked her clitoris.
Mo Chenjue sucked on her entire tender lips with his lips, repeatedly sucking and licking her hard little pearl with his tongue.

"Ah... sir... no... so shy... mmm... no... don't kiss there...

mmm..." A surge of pleasure washed over her. With Mo Chenjue treating her lower body so gently, Bingyi didn't know
if she was being disingenuous; she actually hoped he would never stop. After being ravaged and licked by men twice before
, she had begun to enjoy this feeling, but Mo Chenjue's tongue seemed even more skillful, constantly changing its movements
, stirring her inside, making her sweat profusely with excitement.

Mo Chenjue then slowly and gently inserted his tongue into her vagina, sucking up more and more of her nectar.

"No... mmm... sir... shy..." she said, but the immense pleasure made her
lower body tightly grip Mo Chenjue's lips and tongue, refusing to let go.

Bingyi's face flushed crimson, her eyes half-closed, panting heavily, her soft, beautiful body writhing,
her small hands gripping Mo Chenjue's broad shoulders tightly.

It's coming...it's coming...Sir, don't stop...it's coming...Bingyi cried out in her heart as Mo Chenjue's
tongue toyed with her until she was almost dead.

Suddenly, Mo Chenjue stopped. The unexpected emptiness stimulated Bingyi, causing her vagina to contract violently, opening and
closing.

"Sir..." There was a hint of reluctance in her voice.

"You still want more, don't you?" Mo Chenjue gently pinched her chin, a disdainful smile playing on his lips.

"..." Bingyi bit her lower lip, remaining silent.

"Shameless little vixen." Mo Chenjue pulled down his underwear, pressing his already swollen and unbearable member against her
lower body.

"Ah...no...please..." She had been tormented by his member all night, in
excruciating , and she didn't want it anymore.

But this time, he entered gently, inch by inch, penetrating her honeyed depths, gently kissing her earlobes and
neck , kneading her breasts—everything was just right.

As expected of Mo Chenjue, a master of seduction, how could her budding flower withstand such treatment?

"Ah... um..." Mo Chenjue thrust gently, very carefully, very slowly, yet each thrust
reached her cervix, giving her the maximum pleasure.

This was the first time she had experienced such intense pleasure from her vagina. Ten times,
a hundred . She involuntarily wrapped her arms around Mo Chenjue tighter, her lower body gripping him even more tightly.

Mo Chenjue controlled his speed and force perfectly; Bingyi's lower body was smooth and soft, yet incredibly strong, holding him tightly, tighter and tighter. After hundreds and thousands of times, he had to exert all his strength to avoid ejaculating
inside her . Bingyi felt as if he had taken her to the clouds. Suddenly, a tidal wave of pleasure washed over her, overwhelming her like a tidal wave.

He lifted her high into the sky!

"Ah..." Bingyi groaned loudly, her body jerking up, her lower body convulsing violently, her arms and legs
tightly encircling Mo Chenjue.

She had reached her climax.

Even after the tide subsided, she was still trembling, her long eyelashes fluttering. Her eyes were hazy,
her cheeks flushed, a truly radiant beauty.

Mo Chenjue stared at her for a second, then quickly recovered, reverting to his usual cold expression.

"Sir!" Bingyi sat up, covering her naked body with the blanket, bowing her head shyly.

"I've already asked the school for three days off for you, so you don't need to worry about going to class."

"Yes, sir." She obeyed without question.

"Now, help me bathe and change." Mo Chenjue stood up and said coldly.

"Yes."

However, she remained naked, wanting to carry out her master's orders, but too ashamed to let go of the blanket.

"Wear this." He tossed her a white shirt.

Bingyi turned her back and put on his shirt, which just covered her lower body. Her slender figure,
surprisingly, possessed a unique charm within the oversized shirt.

She prepared hot water for Mo Chenjue, her small hands gently caressing his skin.

Since bathing him, Mo Chenjue had always worn underwear, and this time was no exception.

She carefully avoided his sensitive areas. Because she saw that his lower body had created
a small tent with his underwear. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she lowered her head.

Mo Chenjue noticed this little expression. At this moment, Bingyi's body was wrapped in his white shirt. The collar was already
wide, and the top buttons she had fastened reached her collarbone. Because of her
constant movements while bathing him, the first and second buttons of the shirt had involuntarily come undone. Bingyi's full breasts bounced
with her movements. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples were supported by the shirt, and her
tender pink color seemed visible through it. Below, Bingyi was kneeling on the floor, the shirt only covering half of her buttocks.
The fabric below the buttons was spread open to the sides, as if her vulva was faintly visible…

Bingyi seemed to sense Mo Chenjue's intense gaze. She clutched her chest tightly, sat up straighter, and her face
flushed even more with shame. Mo Chenjue could no longer resist and pulled her into the bathtub.

"Ah!" Bingyi was caught off guard by this sudden action; she had been firmly dragged into
the bathtub . The splashing water soaked her hair and her entire shirt.

Her beautiful body, now wrapped in a soaked white transparent shirt, revealed its curves, and
the innocence and helplessness in her eyes ignited Mo Chenjue's possessiveness!

"Suck it!" He pushed her into the bathtub and shoved his huge penis into her small mouth.

Bingyi was terrified, water choking her nose. Her body was controlled by Mo Chenjue, his massive member
reaching her throat!

His was so hard and thick... The swollen length made her struggle to hold it in, but she still couldn't even take in
a third of it...

Mo Chenjue grabbed her hair tightly, controlling the frequency of her sucking with her lips.

"Mmm..." Mo Chenjue was almost unable to bear the tightness of her cherry-like mouth and
couldn't help but groan softly.

Bingyi was about to suffocate when Mo Chenjue grabbed her hair and pulled her up. He dragged her out of the bathtub, pulled
out the belt of his bathrobe, and quickly lifted her arms, binding them tightly to the wall lamp.

Bingyi was still breathing heavily, not yet realizing what was happening, when Mo Chenjue lifted her thigh and
thrust into her, catching her completely off guard.

"Ah..." Bingyi cried out in pain.

At this moment, Mo Chenjue's eyes were filled with ferocity, his lower body hard and swollen, filling her completely. His
movements were violent, each thrust causing her excruciating pain, devoid of any gentleness.

"Sir...it hurts so much..." Bingyi cried.

"Isn't this what you wanted?! Isn't this the result of you seducing me, tempting me, and plotting against me
? You little slut!" Mo Chenjue thrust into her again and again.

"No...no...Sir...Bingyi didn't..." Bingyi shook her head and cried out, but Mo Chenjue's thrusts
became .

Finally, he finished, leaving his warmth inside her, then turned and left, leaving her alone in the bathroom,
her body still hanging from the wall lamp.

Bingyi was tortured to the point of exhaustion and slowly fainted.

While unconscious, she felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her lower body, as if something furry was rubbing against her
. Bingyi couldn't help but moan softly.

The pleasure intensified, and she slowly awoke to find herself with her hands tied behind her back, suspended in the air. A
man was repeatedly pulling her down with a thin, furry rope. Her labia and clitoris were
hardened , and her vaginal fluid dripped onto her inner thighs.

"Please stop! No...no..." Bingyi's reason overcame the waves of pleasure. She looked again and saw Mo
Chenjue sitting in front of her.

"Stop? But you're clearly enjoying it." Mo Chenjue glanced at the clear fluid on her lower body.

"Sir...please...please put me down..." Bingyi closed her eyes in humiliation, pleading desperately.

"If I put you down, will you obey?" Mo Chenjue asked.

"Yes, Bingyi will obey Sir's orders."

"Whatever?"

"Yes." Bingyi nodded slightly, although she had a premonition that something even more humiliating was about to happen.

"Alright, put her down then," Mo Chenjue gestured.

Bingyi descended to the ground, kneeling, her arms still bound behind her back. She was still wearing that oversized
shirt. However, now, all the buttons were undone, and she wanted to cover her nakedness, but her arms were helplessly tied
behind her back.

"Crawl over on your knees," Mo Chenjue commanded.

Bingyi straightened up and laboriously crawled towards him on her knees. With each movement, her two pink breasts
trembled , making men drool.

Finally, she crawled to Mo Chenjue's feet.

"Massage me with your mouth," Mo Chenjue kicked her breasts with his foot.

"Sir..." Bingyi hesitated. She knew Mo Chenjue wanted her to massage his feet, but her hands were bound,
and she couldn't even take off his shoes.

"What are you still standing there for?" Mo Chenjue lightly kicked her lower abdomen.

Bingyi winced in pain, groaned, and quickly brought her lips to his feet, using her teeth to untie his shoelaces, little by little...
She loosened his shoelaces and used her chin to knock off his shoes. Then, she carefully removed

his socks with her lips and tongue. Mo Chenjue's feet were on the ground, and to reach them, she had to bend down to kiss them, gently
licking his feet and each toe with her tongue.

Embarrassingly, this meant she was kneeling on the ground, her upper body trying to reach his feet, but her hips
involuntarily rose slightly. The sight of her lower body was completely exposed to the men standing behind her.

But whenever she tried to adjust her posture to reduce the height of her hips, they would lift off Mo Chenjue's feet, and one of the burly men
behind her would whip her. Bingyi winced in pain, but could only
continue licking each toe with her tongue, tears welling in her eyes.

Mo Chenjue hummed in response, and two men came over and forced her hips up, then thrust a thick penis into her!

"Ah...no...stop..." Bingyi arched her back in pain as the thick penis twisted inside her,
reaching its deepest point, causing her to break out in a sweat.

"Keep licking! Who told you to stop!" Two men held her down, forcing her to continue
licking Mo Chenjue's toes.

"Mmm...mmm..." Her tongue licked Mo Chenjue
relentlessly twisting and turning, making her want to writhe and moan, but she couldn't. The two strong men held her tightly.

"Turn to the strongest setting," Mo Chenjue ordered.

The thick penis churned even more recklessly inside her, the stimulation causing the fine veins on Bingyi's long neck
to bulge slightly, her brows furrowed, her body trembling violently. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer, releasing
Mo Chenjue's foot and twisting her body backward in a throbbing motion.

"Ah..." Bingyi groaned, finally unable to hold back her scream.

She collapsed to the ground, her body convulsing and writhing from the massive monster inside her.

"I haven't even told you to stop, and you've already stopped. Shouldn't you be punished?" Mo Chenjue squatted down
in front of , pinching her chin. Bingyi was being churned by the huge thing inside her, feeling like she was dying of pleasure. Her eyes were slightly open as she begged for mercy:

"Please... ah... please... ah ah... let me go... please... umm... don't...

don't... ah... humiliate... me anymore..."

"But, mistakes must be punished, and besides, I see you're enjoying it quite a bit." Mo Chenjue reached out
to touch the love juice that had already flowed all over her.

"Hang her up again, and change to a smaller one. Let her wear it all night." After giving the order, Mo Chenjue turned and left
the room.

"No... no... please... ah..." Hearing his words, Bingyi's eyes were filled with despair.

The men hung her up in mid-air again, took out the huge monster, replaced it with a slightly smaller one,
inserted it straight in, and tied her thighs tightly with rope to ensure that the penis would stay inside all night
without falling out.

"Ah...ah...please...sir...ah..." The newly inserted penis,
though smaller, was much stronger. The men adjusted the intensity, sometimes strong, sometimes weak. Just as she was about to be
overwhelmed , the penis would slow down, and before she could even catch her breath, it would churn wildly inside her again
, engulfing her once more.

She was tormented by this monster for an entire night.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened, and several people entered.

"Put her down." Bingyi, in her dazed state, recognized Mo Chenjue's voice.

The penis was removed, the rope lowered, and she immediately collapsed to the ground, limp and weak. Her body still
trembled slightly from the penis's relentless assault throughout the night.

Mo Chenjue pulled her to her knees and dragged her to a large mirror. He knelt behind her, making her gaze at her reflection . He took her hand, making her insert her fingers into his penis, constantly rubbing the sensitive clitoris
he had trained . "Sir..." Tears streamed down her face, a wave of immense humiliation washing over her. "Feeling humiliated? Look at yourself, don't you look like a little bitch in heat?" Mo Chenjue increased hands, relentlessly stimulating her clitoris. "Ah...ah..." Bingyi groaned softly, the shame preventing her . Mo Chenjue, however, grabbed her hair tightly, forcing her to stare at the large mirror. At that moment, Mo Chenjue inserted her fingers into her vagina. "Ugh..." After countless thrusts over the past two days, and the ravages of his penis inside her all night yesterday, Bingyi's body had become unusually sensitive. She felt her vagina suddenly gripping her . How could this be...? Her cheeks flushed even redder with shame. Mo Chenjue continued to thrust, and seeing Bingyi's increasingly intense reaction, he inserted another of her fingers, followed by his own long, slender middle finger. "Sir...no...it's too...too thick..." Bingyi pleaded. "You've tried several times with ones twice as big as this, what are you pretending to be so pure for?" Mo Chenjue said coldly, increasing the intensity of his thrusts into her lower body. Humiliation and pleasure blended perfectly, and Bingyi trembled as she quickly reached orgasm. Mo Chenjue released her, making her kneel on the ground. "Help her tidy up, take her to the club tonight." "No...please let me go..." Bingyi screamed. "We dare not disobey your orders, sir." Several burly men held her shoulders, forcing her to kneel in the bathtub. A man with a face full of scars approached, carrying a razor. "No, no! No!" Bingyi struggled violently, trying to break free from their restraints. "Slap! Slap!" The man slapped her twice hard, telling her to shut up and kneel obediently. Then, he soaked her genitals, picked up a razor, and carefully shaved off each hair. She was watched by several men as their pubic hair was shaved off, the men praising her as they . The humiliation made her close her eyes in distress… Night fell. Bingyi had only rested for a short while when she was shaken awake again. The same men combed her long hair, cleaned her body, applied light makeup, and placed . Then, she was dressed in an ancient gauze dress embroidered with gold thread. The undergarment was also made of light gauze, and her breasts were faintly visible. "You… what are you going to do…" "To let you experience the pleasures of the world."

"Let me go...let me go..." Bingyi knew struggling was futile, but she still tried desperately to break free.

A wad of cloth was stuffed into her mouth, and she was covered in a black sack. The men carried her onto a
large vehicle.

After a bumpy ride, they arrived at their destination. She was lifted off the vehicle and shoved into a cold, cage-like space.

Then, the sack covering her was removed, and she was blinded by a blindingly bright light. Before she could
recover, she was slowly lowered down, along with the cage.

It was a vast space. Only the beam of light emanating from her was present, eerie and dark. She
looked around and realized she was being slowly placed on a stage, surrounded by hundreds, even thousands, of people. They all
wore full masks, their glasses fixed on her intently.

Ah! Where am I...? Bingyi cried out in despair.

A spotlight shone on, and the men present saw a cage slowly descending from the center of the stage.

Inside sat a stunningly beautiful woman, her breathtaking beauty undeniable even behind a mask. She
wore a semi-transparent gauze dress, her long hair flowing down her back. The sleeves and hem of the dress were exceptionally long,
cascading down from the cage, making her appear like a fairy descended from heaven, radiating an ethereal aura.

Her hands were cuffed to the top of the cage, her legs spread apart, the bars on either side of the cage
secured , her lower body only partially visible through a thin veil.

The entire room was silent, save for the sounds of men swallowing hard. "

Put me down…put me down…" Bingyi cried out inwardly, her mouth gagged, unable to utter a sound.

She looked helplessly at the crowd below. Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat.

She found Mo Chenjue's eyes.

Although covered by a mask, she could still recognize him from his figure and eyes—it was her husband.

She gazed at him, her eyes filled with tears, helplessness, and pleading.

"Please help me, I beg you..."

Mo Chenjue's response was still a cold, unappreciative look.

"Please enjoy this most beautiful body in the world," a man with a microphone on
stage said softly. More lights shone directly on Bingyi.

Everyone seemed to see through the thin veil and see everything about Bingyi.

Please don't... She

had never felt such immense humiliation, but she was helpless, only able to let so many men
stare at her body, their eyes filled with the desire to pin her down.

It wasn't until late at night that Bingyi was released from her cage and taken home. The men chained her waist with
heavy chains and made her sleep on the ground.

"Crawl over here." She vaguely heard Mo Chenjue's voice and was lightly whipped.

Afterward, the chains around her waist were removed, and she was dragged to Mo Chenjue's feet by four large hands.

"Sir..." she murmured, bowing her head.

"Last night, you seemed to enjoy being watched by so many men," Mo Chenjue sneered.

"No...no..." Bingyi lowered her head even further, remembering the humiliation of last night.

"Trying to seduce me again with your pitiful act. Well then, let your true colors be revealed!"

Bingyi trembled, realizing what he was about to do to her next.

Her shoulders and arms were twisted by the burly men. Mo Chenjue unbuckled his belt, pressed her head down to his lower body, and
forced open her soft mouth.

"Serve me well."

Bingyi struggled to take the huge penis into her mouth, letting it reach her throat, carefully servicing it with her lips and tongue.

Suddenly, she felt her buttocks being lifted, her legs being spread apart, and the enormous penis from the night before
was thrust .

"Mmm!" The intense stimulation made Bingyi groan heavily, and she couldn't help but lightly bite Mo Chenjue's genitals.

"You little slut!" Mo Chenjue winced slightly, "Turn it to the highest setting!"

That thick, long monster began to churn wildly inside Bingyi again, making her internal organs feel as if
they were being twisted. She couldn't stop comforting Mo Chenjue with her mouth, unable to cry out, she twisted
her body ...

Mo Chenjue was being pampered by her lips and tongue, his lust rising, he pushed her down, pulled out the dildo
, and thrust his swollen member into her.

Little did he know, at this moment Mo Chenjue's lower body was even thicker and longer than that big monster... Bingyi
felt both pain and pleasure, and couldn't help but groan loudly...

"Ahhh... Ugh... Ahhh..."

She was being driven to the brink of death by Mo Chenjue's violent, high-frequency thrusting! Several times, she thought Mo Chenjue
was about to stop, but he changed positions and continued his attack!

Just as Mo Chenjue flipped her over and grabbed her breasts with both hands, he fiercely entered her from behind, the door was suddenly
flung open , and someone barged in.

A beautiful woman entered, tall and curvaceous, with long, wavy hair, large eyes, and slightly full lips,
dressed in an elegant gown.

She saw Mo Chenjue with Bingyi, who was panting heavily from the ordeal. She walked over, her gaze coldly falling on
the tattoo , and her expression shifted slightly.

"Chen, is this the little slut who made your heart flutter?"

she glared angrily at Mo Chenjue.

Mo Chenjue released Bingyi and put on a robe.

"You've been so cold to me lately, all because of this little bitch!" The beautiful woman was so angry
she tried to grab Bingyi, who was lying on the ground.

"Mantong, stop!" Mo Chenjue blocked her way.

"I, Lin Mantong, will never tolerate such bullying!" Mantong threw down these words fiercely and
stormed out of the room.

Mo Chenjue turned to look at Bingyi, who was completely exhausted from his torment. Three days and three nights of relentless abuse
had brought her to the brink of unconsciousness.

"Take her back to her room," Mo Chenjue waved his hand.

"Yes, sir."

Mo Chenjue suddenly felt as if a storm was about to break.

Chapter Five: Kidnapping

In the days that followed, Mo Chenjue frequently went on business trips, and Bingyi didn't see him much. She tried hard not to think about
those humiliating scenes and focused on her increasingly busy studies and piano lessons.

This day was, as usual, an ordinary day.

In the evening, she finished her homework and was practicing the piano when the butler entered, carrying a large box.

"Bingyi, go back to your room and tidy up. Put this on. The driver will pick you up in fifteen minutes. This is what the master instructed
," the butler said, handing her the large box.

She returned to her room and opened the box. What a beautiful dress! The entire gown was made of layers of light tulle,
with a strapless design, a beautiful pale purple color, and the bodice studded with rhinestones. The skirt was enormous, trailing on the floor. She put
it on and then discovered a pair of high heels studded with tiny rhinestones at the bottom of the box.

How beautiful the shoes were.

She changed into them; they were her size perfectly. She walked to the mirror, and it was as if the person in the mirror was no longer herself,
but a stunningly beautiful princess.

As she was admiring the beauty reflected in the mirror, the driver gently honked the horn outside. She
quickly lifted the huge hem of her dress and stepped out into the car.

The car pulled up in front of a luxurious hotel, its exterior covered with red carpets and piled high with celebratory flower baskets and fireworks. She
was led by a doorman into a long corridor. The doorman opened the heavy doors to the banquet hall, and Bingyi felt dizzy for a moment.

The entire hall was filled with elegantly dressed people; she could see wealthy businessmen, politicians, and celebrities, bustling about, with
soft music playing and glasses clinking. Bingyi immediately spotted Mo Chenjue in the center, next to
Lin Mantong, who had barged in when she was humiliated. Lin Mantong wore a custom-made red dress, had red lips and curly hair, exquisite makeup, and was adorned with millions of
dollars aura as a wealthy heiress was overwhelming, and she stood beside Mo Chenjue perfectly, exuding
the air of a mistress of the house.

When the door opened and a stunningly beautiful young woman entered, everyone was stunned into silence.

This beauty wore no makeup, her long hair cascading to her waist. She wore a pale purple evening gown,
sparkling with diamonds, yet it couldn't conceal the radiance emanating from her breathtakingly beautiful face. It was easy to notice
a faint sadness in her brows and eyes, which only made her more endearing.

Her beauty and innocence aroused jealousy in all the women present and stirred desire in all the men. Everyone
wondered, who was this stunning beauty?

Amidst the crowd's confusion, Mo Chenjue walked straight to Bingyi, bowed slightly, and extended his right hand to her.

"Miss Mo, please."

He was wearing a blue velvet suit today, as always, breathtakingly handsome.

She cautiously extended her hand. He linked arms with her, and under the gaze of the crowd, they slowly walked back into the throng.

"Mr. Mo, so you've been keeping such a beautiful woman hidden away all this time! You should have brought her out for us to admire long ago
!" the crowd exclaimed.

Mo Chenjue nodded slightly, a smile playing on his lips, his arm still linked with Bingyi's.

Bingyi lowered her head shyly, a blush creeping onto her face from the excessive attention.

"Please don't do this, I'll lose control," Mo Chenjue whispered in her ear.

His hot breath brushed against her ear, and her heart skipped a beat; she felt a slight arousal in her lower body.

How shameless… she thought to herself.

Mo Chenjue seemed to see through her thoughts, and leaned close to her ear, whispering, "Don't rush, wait,
I'll let you have your fill."

Bingyi's face flushed even more.

All of this was witnessed by Lin Mantong beside her. She gripped her wine glass tightly, her waist trembling slightly,
her eyes filled with contempt and anger.

"Mr. Mo, happy birthday! Congratulations on having such a beautiful young lady!" Many people continued to come over to toast,
all staring at Bingyi from head to toe.

"Is today your birthday?" Bingyi's eyes widened.

Mo Chenjue hugged her waist in response.

"I... how should I celebrate for you... I didn't prepare a gift..." Bingyi bit her lip lightly.

"Don't tempt me anymore, I really won't be able to control myself. You yourself are the best gift for me."

Bingyi looked at the crowd in the hall, smiling at those who came to greet her.

"Feeling bored?" Mo Chenjue asked softly.

"Hmm..."

"Then I'll take you to an interesting place." Mo Chenjue grabbed her arm and secretly slipped to the side door. Just then,
a waiter brought in several plates of new wine, and the two of them went out.

After leaving the house, he picked her up and carried her into the elevator.

"Put me down... sir..." Bingyi whispered. "Don't let anyone see..."

"Holding your own woman, why are you afraid of others seeing?"

"Mmm."

Bingyi didn't say anything, letting him hold her soft body tightly.

After leaving the elevator, he carried her to a room, opened the door, and found it to be very large. There was a piano, and next to
the piano was a huge bed. The room was filled with white roses, and white candles were burning, filling the air
with a faint fragrance.

He put her down, held her in his arms, and sniffed her hair deeply.

"You look so beautiful today. You smell so good." He took another deep breath.

"Mmm... I... I should still give you a gift... Happy birthday..." Bingyi's voice was as soft as a kitten's.

Her body was incredibly soft and fragrant.

"I heard you've been practicing the piano a lot lately. Why don't you play a piece for me?" He gently pinched her
chin.

She hesitated for a moment, then obediently sat down at the piano and began to play her favorite piece.
The soothing and moving notes flowed from her slender fingers into the air.

Mo Chenjue gazed at her perfect silhouette, slowly took off his coat, removed his tie, loosened the top buttons of his shirt, and
walked slowly to her side.

"No matter what I do, don't stop. This is my birthday present." He smiled.

Bingyi continued to play earnestly. Tinkling and tinkling, only the beautiful melody remained in the room.

Suddenly, she felt something touch her feet, then her shoes were removed, and a pair of small feet were held and
played with in someone's hands.

"Mmm..." She played a few notes.

"I didn't say stop, don't stop." Mo Chenjue commanded.

It turned out that it was him, kneeling in front of her, who had removed her shoes and held her fragrant, soft feet in his hands.

"What beautiful feet." He held her delicate feet in his arms, caressing them, then lowered his head to gently kiss and suck on her toes,
one by one. Bingyi had never had her feet kissed like this before; she felt both ticklish and comfortable, and her lower body
involuntarily warmed up slightly.

Mo Chenjue kissed all over her toes, then continued kissing her ankles, his tongue repeatedly licking
the back of her knees.

That was yet another virgin territory, untouched by anyone, and with his gentle treatment, she couldn't help but feel that
her lower body was about to leak fluid.

Then, Mo Chenjue continued kissing, his hands kneading the base of her thighs. Through her small panties, he
licked her deeply with his tongue.

His soft tongue, like a powerful little penis, stimulated her clitoris directly.

"Ugh... sir... so shameful..."

"Don't make a sound, keep playing." The command came from under her skirt.

Bingyi dared not speak again, letting him run rampant under her skirt.

Mo Chenjue used his hand to pull aside her panties, revealing her pink slit. After she had shaved her last time,
some soft hair had grown back, covering her honey hole.

Bingyi could already feel his hot breath meeting her honey hole, her body trembling slightly involuntarily,
and she couldn't help but want him to lick and suck her tongue immediately. Her love juice flowed out slowly with her increased heartbeat.

"What a little vixen." Mo Chenjue pressed his mouth to hers, licking the honey juice clean, not a drop was
spilled. He licked every inch of her slowly and forcefully, his nimble tongue constantly stirring, causing the liquid inside her body
to flow out continuously. Bingyi could no longer control herself, she could no longer play, her hands gripping the back of the chair tightly,
her body arching back, her legs spread even wider.

"Mmm...ah...ah...ah...ah..." Mo Chenjue hadn't touched her in a long time, and this time it
inexplicably excited her. The pleasure made her body tremble, her legs opening and closing, Mo Chenjue licking deeper and harder, almost making
her mind go blank.

"Bang!" The door was pushed open, Bingyi was startled awake from the intense pleasure, she cried out and looked towards the door. Mo Chenjue
also came out from under Bingyi's skirt and stood up.

It was Lin Mantong who came in.

She was so angry that her chest heaved, her eyes almost spitting fire.

"Chen, what are you doing here?" Mantong demanded.

"Bingyi played a song to celebrate my birthday." He said casually.

"What about the birthday party I spent three months preparing for you? You just left without a word?"

Mantong glared angrily.

"I love listening to Bingyi play music just for me. Is it so
hard to have some private space?"

"Fine! Enjoy this little bitch's music! I'll make you regret it!" Before leaving, she glared
at Bingyi, her gaze sending chills down Bingyi's spine.

Mantong slammed the door and left.

Bingyi clutched her chest, unable to hide her fear.

"Don't be afraid, Mantong has just been spoiled since childhood." Mo Chenjue picked her up and removed her
heavy .

He held her in his arms and lay down on the bed. Nothing more was said that night.

In the morning, Bingyi woke up to find Mo Chenjue already getting dressed, preparing to leave.

"You're awake?" Chenjue turned and said, "I'll be going to Europe for two weeks. Take good care of yourself.

Don't interact with strangers." His tone was full of concern.

"Yes." Her voice held a hint of reluctance to part with him.

"Miss, I heard Mr. Mo has already left for Europe on a business trip for more than a week." Xinlei stood
beside Lin Mantong, handing her a cup of hot tea.

"Yes, I know that." She brought the tea to her lips and gently blew on it to cool it down.

"I understand what's been bothering you lately... You are Mr. Mo's childhood sweetheart and fiancée.
How can Mo Bingyi, a lowly maid, compare to you?"

Mantong suddenly burned her lips with the hot tea. Hearing her biggest worry and Mo Bingyi's name, her hand trembled.

Xinlei continued, "Recently, Mr. Mo has been noticeably colder towards you. If you don't ruin this little slut and make
her stop seducing Mr. Mo, your path to becoming Mrs. Mo seems a bit more difficult."

"You mean, take action against that little slut while Chen Jue is away?"

"Exactly. With Mr. Mo away, we can do whatever we want to her. I heard she has a beloved younger brother. We can use
that to blackmail her, and she'll keep quiet. If we don't teach her a lesson, she'll probably continue to seduce Mr. Mo with this seductive
look ."

"But... like this..." Mantong hesitated, undecided.

"Miss, think about how long it's been since Mr. Mo touched you. Think about that birthday party, how much
effort you put into it, how you poured your heart into it. Everyone there treated you like the hostess, the future Mrs. Mo.
Who knew... who knew that that vixen would steal Mr. Mo away..."

"Don't say any more!" Mantong angrily smashed her teacup on the ground. "Do as you say!"

With Mo Chenjue gone, Bingyi felt empty. That day after school, she walked home alone on the quiet
path. As usual, she wore a white dress, her steps slow, her mind filled with thoughts of Mo Chenjue's
gentle .

Hmm, Mr. Mo.

She actually missed him so much.

Suddenly, two burly men appeared behind her and punched her unconscious. Bingyi lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, the wound on her head throbbed slightly. Her vision gradually cleared.

She was in a dark, abandoned warehouse. She was being held down and forced to kneel on the ground. The lighting was dim, and she only felt that
the person opposite her was a woman.

"Mo Bingyi, you've finally met your match," the woman said sternly.

"Excuse me...excuse me, who are you...?" Bingyi asked in fear.

"Why did you seduce Mr. Mo?" the woman's voice grew even sharper.

"No, I didn't..."

"Still being stubborn! I'll ask you one more time, why did you seduce Mo Chenjue!" The woman walked over and grabbed
her chin hard.

"I...I really didn't..."

"Do it!" Several burly men pulled Bingyi up and dragged her to a large, old metal frame, binding

her hands and legs. "If you don't admit it, you'll suffer," the woman sneered. "Bingyi...I really didn't..." Bingyi shook her head desperately, not knowing what awaited her. "Torture her!" the woman commanded, and the burly men took out a toolbox. One man took out a thin silver needle from it, and with his other hand, he tightly gripped one of her already handcuffed fingers. "No, no! Don't!" Bingyi looked at the thin silver needle, anticipating what was about to happen, and struggled , but her body was tightly bound. She had nowhere to escape. The man plunged the silver needle deep into the gaps between her fingernails. "Ah..." Bingyi trembled uncontrollably in pain, letting out a scream. The deep stab to her finger almost made her faint. "Continue!" the woman commanded fiercely. The man took out another sharp silver needle, grasped her other finger, and stabbed it in again. "Ah!" Another scream rang out—it hurt so much, so much, so much!

Large beads of sweat rolled down Bingyi's forehead from the pain.

The man remained unmoved by her pleas, continuing to pierce her fingernails one by one with silver needles. Tiny drops of
blood seeped from under her nails, accompanied by Bingyi's heart-wrenching screams.

"No...no...ah!...it hurts..." Long silver needles had pierced all five fingers of Bingyi's left hand
. Blood dripped from her trembling fingers onto the needles.

"Keep screaming, that sound is so beautiful," the woman said in a sinister tone.

"Next, it's her right hand's turn. I want you to insert them slowly this time, inch by inch,
so she can experience even more pain."

"No...please let me go...no..." Bingyi shook her head desperately, her right index finger firmly
gripped . The man removed the sixth silver needle, and this time, slowly, bit by bit, pushed it in. Sure enough,
the pain intensified, becoming unbearable until Bingyi fainted.

"Keep stabbing, don't stop, keep stabbing until she wakes up!"

The seventh, the eighth... the tenth needle, the man stabbed the slowest, the hardest, the deepest, and of course,
the most painful. The excruciating pain suddenly jolted Bingyi awake from her unconscious state. Unable to bear the pain, she screamed for help.

"Scream harder, no one here can find you. You can scream until your throat is hoarse, but no one will come to save you."

At this moment, Bingyi was in so much pain that her hair and clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Pull the needles out!"

The man pulled out the silver needles one by one, pushing them in a little deeper each time, causing Bingyi
unbearable pain .

"Beautiful!" The woman clapped her hands. "Next, let's invite Miss Mo to experience the power of finger crunching."

The man took out two sets of finger crunching tools from the toolbox and handed them to another man beside him. The two of them put the finger crunching tools on Bingyi
's trembling and bleeding fingers.

"No...no...why are you doing this to me..."

"So that you can play even more beautiful music for Mr. Mo, so that you can seduce him even more,
right?"

"No...no...please let me go..."

The finger-crushing devices were specially treated; the parts in contact with the fingers were made of a soft material, so that
no marks would be left on the hands after the torture, yet the force would not diminish at all when pulled. They had considered this carefully, so that Mo Chenjue would not
find out later.

"Crush them hard!"

"Ah..." Even more intense pain came from her ten fingers, as if the bones were being crushed and broken...

Bingyi couldn't bear it and bit her lower lip until it bled, but the men kept tightening, tightening again and again, the unprecedented pain
defeating her. She completely fainted from the pain.

A stream of cold liquid splashed on her. Bingyi was awakened by the cold water. The finger-crushing devices on her hands had been removed, but the excruciating pain
still came in waves, and her hands were completely unable to move.

The woman stepped forward and grabbed her tormented fingers tightly.

"Ah..." Bingyi screamed in pain.

"How was it? Did you enjoy it?"

"Why...why did this to me...who are you..." Bingyi's voice was barely audible.

"Then please take a good look at who I really am." The woman pinched her chin, forcing her gaze to her
face.

In the dim light, Bingyi recognized her in horror—it was Xinlei! Xinlei, whom she had grown up with since childhood!

In the orphanage, Xinlei was three years older than her and had always taken care of her. Since Bingyi was adopted by Mo Chenjue, the two sisters had lost
contact.

"Xinlei..." This shock was immense. Bingyi couldn't understand why Xinlei would do such
a cruel thing to her.

"I'll tell you the reason. Because you seduced Mo Chenjue, whom I've loved since childhood. Why you and
not me? For the past six years, I've hated you every single day, every single second. Today, I can finally take my revenge." Xinlei said
through gritted teeth filled with hatred.

"No...it's not like that, Xinlei..."

"Gag her! I don't want to hear it!"

Xinlei turned and walked out the door: "You guys take good care of Miss Mo."

Several men hurriedly tore her clothes, exposing her beautiful body.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a beauty, no wonder that guy surnamed Mo slept with her for three days and three nights straight." The men
rubbed their fists , each with a mocking and contemptuous look on their faces.

"No..."

"We finally got our hands on this little beauty, how can we not want her?"

"Hahahaha, yes, yes!"

"No...no..."

"What, she's all seductive under Mo Chenjue's crotch, but she looks down on us? Does she think we're too lowly
?"

"Then let's teach her a lesson, let her know what true pleasure is!" Two
men untied her feet, spread her thighs apart, locked her arms tightly, and held her in their arms.

The burly man with a stubble-covered face tore her clothes to shreds, leaving her only in a bra and panties.

Bingyi screamed, "No...no..." She heard the men swallow hard.

The burly man with stubble ripped off her bra.

"Tsk tsk! What beautiful breasts!" He reached out and squeezed them twice, leaving pink
finger marks .

"No...no..." Bingyi cried out.

*Swoosh!* The burly man then ripped off her panties!

"Ah...please...please don't do this to me..." Bingyi cried out in fear, her large eyes brimming with tears. But
her lower body was completely exposed to the men, who were utterly captivated by her genitals and paid no attention to her
cries.

"Ah..." The burly man with stubble stretched out his thick fingers and kneaded her clitoris.

"She'll react soon! Let's play with her!" He ordered the men on either side to hold Bingyi's
thighs while he went to get a vibrator.

"No...no..." Bingyi shook her head desperately.

The burly man turned the vibrator to its highest setting and thrust it into her sensitive area!

"Ah...ah...ah..." The intense vibration made her groan loudly.

"No...no...ah...ah...ah...ah..." Never having experienced a vibrator before, her labia
trembled violently from the vibrations.

"No...ah...no...please...please let me go...ah..."

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." Bingyi twisted her body, her face contorted with immense
pain.

"Looks like it's about to come." The burly man rubbed the vibrator up and down.

Just two or three seconds before Bingyi climaxed, the burly man stopped. Bingyi's lower body contracted violently, her body
trembled , and her love juice gushed out.

"Tsk tsk, what a little slut, so wet!" He reached out and scooped up a handful of her nectar, sucking it
into his mouth . "So sweet and fragrant! Who can help her lick the juice clean?"

The tall, thin man holding Bingyi's left leg couldn't hold back any longer. He quickly pushed his companion's hand away, grabbed Bingyi's buttocks, and
made her legs wrap around his shoulders. Bingyi's upper body was still tied to the frame. She tried to struggle and free her legs from
the tall, thin man, but he had already completely sucked his lips and tongue onto her lower body.

"Ah……………………" Bingyi let out a long moan. The tall, thin man's thick, slightly gritty
tongue deeply licked her labia and clitoris, licking away every drop of her love juice, and kept smacking his lips
in his mouth to savor it. The only sounds in the air were the man's smacking and licking sounds, and Bingyi's involuntary moans.

Of all the genital stimulations, besides the insertion of his thick penis, what she enjoyed most was the licking and sucking of the lips. Mo Chenjue
had unlocked the wonders of the tongue for her; moreover, those who trained her were always masters of seduction, capable of
turning every noble saint into a wanton harlot.

The tall, thin man was a master of tongue licking. Mo Chenjue's tongue had already brought Bingyi to the brink of ecstasy, but
this tall, thin man's tongue sent her into wave after wave of orgasm… The man licked away her love juices, and
new fluids flowed endlessly…

His tongue was wider and longer, exceptionally flexible, his soft tongue touching her soft labia and clitoris, licking with a high frequency of
caress , constantly stirring and trembling, making Bingyi's entire body tremble with pleasure in rhythm with his tongue.

"Chen Jue...where are you...come save me...I...I'm so sorry..." she cried out desperately in her heart
, the overwhelming pleasure almost making her unable to think.

After multiple orgasms, Bingyi was once again subjected to a vibrator, her two flower buds and lower body being used alternately.

The men tortured her until dawn, then put her down and chained her waist.

She was lying on the ground asleep when she suddenly felt something violently rubbing her fingers, which had been ravaged the day before,
causing excruciating pain . She woke up with a start, sweating from the pain.

"Miss Mo is awake. Was last night enjoyable?" It was Xin Lei.

"Xin Lei...please...please let me out..." Bingyi shamefully covered her naked body.

"Haven't you already been seen by countless men? What are you pretending to be a saint for?" Xin Lei mocked.

The men brought in a piano and placed it next to Xin Lei.

"Today, let's listen to this beautiful music that can bewitch Mr. Mo."

"No...I can't..." Bingyi's fingers were still in excruciating pain!

"Can't? Do you want to suffer the pain of needles and clamps again?" Xin Lei sneered.

"No, no!" Thinking of the excruciating pain of yesterday's electric shock, Bing Yi shook her head desperately.

"Then play obediently." Xin Lei sat down in the chair.

"However, it won't be that easy on you. Playing the piano is so boring, I'll make sure you enjoy the ultimate pleasure." She
beckoned.

The men carried out a strange wooden chair, the perfect height to match the piano. However, there were
control handles underneath, and in the center of the flat surface was a hole. From the hole protruded an enormous wooden stick,
the tip of which was engraved with countless particles.

"Ah! No! No! No!" Bing Yi panicked and moved
backward .

The men, however, whipped her repeatedly, forcing her to crawl over.

"Put her up!"

The tall, thin man and the strong man pulled her up from the ground, restrained her struggling body, and
forcefully pressed her down onto the wooden chair!

"Ah!" The thick wooden stick pierced her lower body, as if piercing her through!

"Play!"

The men forcefully pressed down her struggling and trembling body, taking her battered hands to the keyboard and
slamming them down!

"Ah………………………………" Her ten fingers were forcibly pressed onto the keyboard,
the contact making the pain ten times greater.

"Play faster, my patience is limited."

Bingyi's fingers trembled and twisted in pain as she played the first note.

"That's a good girl." Xinlei laughed loudly. "Turn the handle!"

The burly man immediately gripped the handle and turned it forcefully. The mechanism activated, the thick wooden stick moved downwards from Bingyi's lower body,
then re-inserted, each insertion sharper than the last, directly impacting her uterus. Her
body moved up and down with each thrust, the broken notes played, combined with her cries and groans, creating a truly horrific scene.

"Shake it harder!"

The man increased the frequency, and Bingyi could no longer sit. She struggled to get up, unable to continue playing the piano.
She gasped for breath, her whole body soaked in sweat...

After being thrust into by this monster hundreds of times, Xinlei finally called for a stop. After so much torture, Bingyi was taken off
the rocking horse and thrown to Xinlei's feet, collapsing to the ground.

"I heard you're quite good at licking feet, making Mr. Mo very happy. Well then, let everyone
here enjoy it too."

"No...no..." Bingyi lay on the ground, shaking her head slightly. She was completely exhausted.

The men lifted her up, made her kneel, and brought her head close to Xinlei's feet. Then they put a waist belt on her,
with a vibrator attached to it. Once it was on, it went straight to her sensitive clitoris, making her groan involuntarily.

"Kiss her with your hands!"

With her painful fingers, she held Xinlei's feet, sucking and licking from the big toe.

"Mmm, it feels so good..."

Bingyi's body trembled slightly from the stimulation of the vibrator.

She was kneeling, her head on the ground, her buttocks slightly raised.

Suddenly, a man held up an enormous dildo, over a foot long, and
waved it . The dildo was covered in large bumps, and when he activated it, the huge thing twisted and turned wildly.

"No...no...let me go..." Bingyi cried out in terror.

"Who told you to stop!" Xinlei grabbed her injured hands.

"Ah!" Bingyi resumed licking Xinlei's toes one by one with her tongue.

"Put it in hard! Turn it to the highest setting! Let this little slut enjoy it!"

The men lifted her buttocks and thrust into her from behind!

It felt like it was hitting right into her internal organs...she had never been penetrated by such a large object before! The huge thing...
As her lower body writhed violently, Bingyi could no longer endure it. She released Xinlei's legs, her body trembling
violently !

Two men held her shoulders, forcing her to remain kneeling, her buttocks still raised high.

The clitoral vibrator and the large penis inside her repeatedly stimulated her to the maximum, leaving her
drenched in sweat and her eyes tightly closed.

"Ahhh...uhhh...ahhhhhh..." Bingyi's moans grew more frequent and heavier.

"Give her something even more stimulating." Xinlei casually trimmed her nails.

The burly man gripped Bingyi's buttocks with one hand, extending a thick finger and inserting it into Bingyi's tender anus.

"No! No!" As Bingyi's consciousness began to drift away, the intense penetration from behind caused her excruciating pain.

Then, the burly man applied lubricant to her anus, selected a slightly thinner penis, pressed the switch, and
mercilessly thrust it into her rear.

"Ah!" Heart-wrenching pain!

This pain lasted for about two hours, but Bingyi gradually got used to the three large monsters inside her and
began to experience intense pleasure.

"Ahhh...uhhh...ahhhhhhh..."

The men released her, letting her fall to the ground, her snow-white body trembling. The penis inserted in her rear end
was exposed , and a vibrator was tied to the front. The large monster piercing her lower body was inserted to its maximum extent, with only a small section protruding.

"No...no...ahhhhh..." she still cried out.

"This little slut is enjoying it. Then let's leave her here to enjoy herself slowly." Xinlei
ordered the men to tie her arms, so that Bingyi had no way to pull the three vibrators out of her body.

The three large monsters gradually eroded her consciousness, wreaking havoc inside her body. Her front and back were filled to the brim, and
she had countless orgasms throughout the night...

Tortured by the penises all night, it was almost noon on the third day when Xinlei returned with the men.

"How are you, Miss Mo? Did you sleep well?"

"Please... mmm... don't... humiliate me anymore... ah..."

"Humiliate? I see, you're enjoying it, your thighs are covered in love juice."

Bingyi bit her dry, bleeding lips. All night, she had to bite her lower lip hard to distract herself from the three
monsters devouring her consciousness. Nearly two days and two nights of constant torment, coupled with not having eaten or drunk a single grain of rice,
had left her body on the verge of collapse.

"Miss Mo seems thirsty. Come, come, let's feed her some wine."

Bingyi truly believed they were coming to get her wine, and a glimmer of hope finally appeared in her heart.

Several men brought over two large wine glasses and gulped down a glass for her.

Before her body could even experience the nourishment of the liquid, she immediately felt a burning heat all over her! The heat
grew stronger and stronger. She now felt that the three monsters inside her, stirring wildly within her, were the most
pleasurable thing in the world!

"Ahhh...uhhh...ahhhh...ahhhhhh..." She kept
twisting , her cheeks flushed from the effects of the drug, emitting intoxicating moans. Everyone could see that she
was thoroughly enjoying the thick penis inside her.

"Pull them all out!"

"Yes!"

The men pulled out the two thick penises that had been inside her anus and vagina for almost a day and a night, and removed
the vibrator . A huge emptiness overwhelmed Bingyi.

"Ah...no..." At this moment, the effects of the drug were fully taking hold inside her, and she longed for the feeling of the huge thing inside her,
she longed for someone to thrust into her quickly!

Please don't take it out...please thrust into me...please thrust into me...she cried out in her heart...

She frowned in pain, squeezed her long, beautiful legs together, and twisted her body, she so desperately craved that thick
thing!

"If you want it, just shout it out, shout it out, and I'll have them put this huge thing back inside you right away."

Xinlei approached her.

"No...I can't...I...I belong only to...Sir...one person..." The strong
effects of the drug were almost silencing her!

Xinlei was furious upon hearing this, her jealousy flaring up even more!

"Give me another cup! Double the effect!"

The burly man gripped her chin tightly, pried open her lips, and forced the drug down her throat.

The doubled potency surged through her body, making her feel as if she were engulfed in flames. She desperately craved
a powerful body to embrace her, possess her, knead and kiss her breasts, and thrust his thick penis deep into her,
pumping in and out a thousand times!

The drug was too strong; her vision blurred, her lips turned bluish-purple from being bitten, her body trembled violently,
and she writhed in agony...

Xinlei held the thick, foot-long penis that had been inside her for a day and a night, still covered in her
love juice. She gently rubbed the bumps on the large monster against her nipples.

"Tsk tsk, just imagine, now, I'm inserting this into your lower body, thrusting straight in hard! Letting this
big thing swing and thrust freely inside you, that would be the ultimate pleasure!"

"No...no...don't say anymore..." Bingyi shook her head with her eyes closed.

"I just said that, and your lower body is already flowing so much water. It seems you're really starving.
Just say what you want, just those three simple words, and these three men will give you the ravaging and thrusting you desire."

"No...no...I...I am...I am...the master's..."

The tall, thin man, following Xinlei's instructions, held her thighs tightly, licking her
overflowing love fluid little by little with his tongue, but not touching her labia or clitoris at all. How much she longed for him to lick her
again , and then insert his penis into her again!

But she belonged to the master, she couldn't betray him…

She couldn't help but let out a loud groan. At this moment, even a moment of caress could drive her mad,
let alone the constant teasing of her inner thighs and sensitive areas by the expert tongue-licker…

“Do you want it or not?!”

“No…” Bingyi’s voice was

barely audible. “Then you’ll have to suffer!”

“Please…please whip me…or…or use finger-crushing…” Bingyi couldn’t bear it any longer.
She begged them, hoping the physical pain would suppress the dangerous thoughts of infidelity within her.

The burly man whipped her mercilessly, while the other two men re-inflicted the torture,
tightening . The pain was excruciating, heart-wrenching. She screamed loudly, but finally, finally…
She resisted the burning desire within her!

The men were torturing Bingyi with all their might when the door was suddenly kicked open, and a tall man rushed in.

It was Mo Chenjue.

He saw that little Bingyi, the beauty he had longed for these past few days, was now tortured beyond recognition.

She was tied to a frame, her hands bound with finger-crushing devices, two men tightening their grip relentlessly, while a
burly man lashed her mercilessly with a leather whip. Her body was covered in wounds, her face flushed red
, blood seeping from her fingers, lips, and body.

He immediately rushed over, knocking the three men to the ground. He tenderly untied Bingyi and held her in his arms.

The soft girl in his arms trembled all over, still moaning softly, "Please whip me, pinch my
fingers

... I... I don't want to... I am... I belong only... only to... Master... one person...
"

Seeing this, Mo Chenjue immediately understood what was going on, holding her even tighter. He
glared fiercely at Xinlei. He recognized her; he knew she was Mantong's assistant.

"Go back and tell Lin Mantong that I will never see her again."

He picked up the convulsing Bingyi and walked out of the abandoned warehouse.

"Baby, I am Master, I am... I'm sorry I'm late, I've made you suffer..." Mo Chenjue
looked at the suffering little girl in his arms, and his nose suddenly stung with tears.

"Master... Master..." Bingyi slightly opened her eyes and saw Mo Chenjue's handsome face.

"Master... so good... but... I... I'm so hot..."

"Let's go home, let's go home now." He held her tightly all the way.

"Sir... could you... give it to... Bingyi... Bingyi wants it so much... so much..."

After passing through a dense forest, Mo Chenjue had the driver stop and carried Bingyi deeper into the woods. A stream flowed
gently by, its water clear.

He washed her clean and placed her in the stream, letting the cool water wash over her, which made Bingyi
feel much better. He also undressed, lifted her legs, and thrust straight into her.

"Ah... so comfortable... sir... give me... more... more..." Bingyi's face showed
immense pleasure as she softly asked.

Mo Chenjue thrust even closer, his lower body swollen even more, thicker and longer, thrusting straight into her. Bingyi
finally found release, so satisfied, so enjoying.

"Sir... don't stop... don't stop... don't..." Bingyi twisted her slender waist, her eyes lightly
closed, her face flushed with desire, looking incredibly beautiful.

After changing positions countless times, Mo Chenjue and Bingyi both convulsed, reaching the heights of pleasure.

"So...so good...mmm..." She hugged Mo Chenjue tightly. The immense pleasure of the orgasm made her forget
all the pain.

Dehydration, the wounds all over her body, and the huge physical and mental shock caused Bingyi to fall seriously ill.

Mo Chenjue stayed by her bedside for a day and a night. Bingyi kept moaning, "No...I belong to you, sir...don't
..."

Then she cried out softly, "Sir...you can't...you can't leave me...you can't leave Bingyi...

"

Mo Chenjue's heart was breaking, as if he could feel her pain all over his own.

On the third day, he received a text message from Lin Mantong.

"What you can do, with the power of my Lin family, I can do twice as much. If you don't want your beloved to be humiliated again, then obediently marry me. The choice is yours:
to let her be constantly violated and humiliated in front of the world, or to let her live a peaceful life." His heart clenched. His internal organs ached. He had to give up Bingyi… these nearly seven years of feelings… From the first moment he saw her, he wanted to pin her down , ravage her, torture her, hear her cry out and beg for mercy, and he wanted to protect her, guard her, and let her suffer only his torment, preventing anyone else from hurting her. Since Bingyi came into his life, he had long since lost all interest in anyone else . However, Lin Mantong, the powerful and domineering only daughter of a wealthy family who had loved him for so many years, was someone he didn't know what kind of humiliation and persecution she would inflict on Bingyi. He couldn't always be by her side. This time, Bingyi had already been tortured beyond recognition… more humiliation and persecution… he didn't dare to even think about it… He hesitated for a whole week until Bingyi's illness had improved significantly. Finally, he made his decision. Bingyi was feeling better that day and was able to get out of bed and walk. She wanted to go for a walk in the yard. Walking through the long corridor, she passed by her husband's room, the door ajar. She thought she heard heavy breathing from inside. Curiosity arose, and she worried that something might have happened to her husband. She knocked and went in. She was stunned by what she saw. A man's broad, muscular back and buttocks were thrusting into the woman beneath him. The woman was incredibly voluptuous, with a slender waist and rounded hips, her long, curly hair cascading over the bed, her face radiating seductive allure, moaning softly, "Chen... I want more... give me more... I want... like when we were little... like every time... ah... give me... " She clung tightly to the man's arms. Bingyi's eyes welled with tears... her vision blurred... The man was Mo Chenjue, and the woman was Lin Mantong. The two men were startled by her penetration, paused for a couple of seconds, then continued their actions, completely ignoring her. Bingyi turned away awkwardly and ran out of the room! She cried all the way back to her room, heartbroken. After a moment, Mo Chenjue, dressed neatly, appeared before her and tossed her an envelope. "Inside are Binghan's information and details, and a large sum of money. Go find him. Don't come back." Mo Chenjue's voice was icy. He turned to leave. "Sir..." Bingyi knelt on the ground. The heartbreaking sobs made Mo Chenjue stop in his tracks. "Sir, are you going to abandon me...?" He turned his back to her and whispered, "Don't you understand? I just wanted to see if a girl as pure could also be ravaged beneath me, crying out, begging for mercy, demanding more, becoming shameless. And you really did." "No... I..." Bingyi knelt there, sobbing softly. She wanted to explain, but she had indeed begged him for what she wanted more than once beneath him... "So, you're just a plaything I keep. Now, you've become no different , you're an adult now, it's time to abandon you, to let you go."

"No...no...Sir, please don't abandon Bingyi...Bingyi...Bingyi's heart..."

"Stop talking! Pack your things and leave!" Mo Chenjue walked away without looking back.

Bingyi was left heartbroken and sobbing, her heart ashen.

She had been abandoned once again.

A promising young man and a rich heiress were the same kind of people,

weren't they? She, of humble origins, was nothing more than a plaything to him.

To be toyed with and humiliated by him in every way.

Her heart suddenly hardened.

Bingyi straightened her back instantly.

She silently took out her brother's information from the bag, not touching the hefty sum of money.

She only carried a cloth bag, not taking a single piece of clothing or possession. She walked out of the Mo family gate alone,
without looking back, her small figure so resolute.

Mo Chenjue watched through the window as this little girl walked out the gate, her back view desolate yet determined. Having seen her
soft figure since childhood, he had never seen her back so straight. His vision even blurred a little.

"Chen, what color should I wear for my engagement party? White or red?"

Mantong coiled around him from behind like a snake.

Chen Jue patted the back of her hand and smiled slightly.

From that moment on, Mo Bingyi became Xia Zhixue, beginning her path of revenge.

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