a life of abuse

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I'm going to tell you a story about a woman named Xia Jingwen who works as a typist at the Municipal Public Security Bureau. At work, Wenwen wears a dark blue police uniform, black high heels, and flesh-colored stockings. She's about 1.68 meters tall, with a youthful and lovely appearance. Her long, black hair falls to her shoulders, and her fair skin, combined with her striking features, makes her a truly beautiful girl. Wenwen graduated from university last year. She appears mature, like a seasoned woman, but she's actually only 22 years old.

After work, Wenwen is a completely different person. She wears a red short-sleeved t-shirt and worn-out jeans, the kind that look terrible. She wears casual shoes, the kind Elva Hsiao advertises, paired with white lace nylon stockings. At first glance, she looks only seventeen or eighteen. Today, Wenwen was going to the busiest commercial district in the city center to buy clothes for the changing season. It's true, it's already the beginning of summer, but Wenwen is still wearing her winter clothes; who wouldn't look shabby in comparison? She went into a trendy clothing store and wandered around the fashionable women's wear section, picking and choosing. But she couldn't find anything she liked. The clothes Wenwen liked probably don't even exist in the world. What she wanted was definitely different; it had to be covered in embellishments, have many new patterns, and most importantly, be something rarely worn. Her police uniform was quite satisfactory; it had many embellishments, a police badge, national emblem, shield, collar insignia, epaulettes, etc. But she couldn't wear her police uniform every day, so she still needed to choose some casual clothes. Finally, she spotted a pair of black capri pants. She tried them on, and they fit perfectly. Those capri pants looked like they had a waist about two feet wide. I think I'm quite thin, but compared to her, I still have a waist. The thighs and calves were so wide, even the sock tops were wide. I really don't know how Wenwen got those long, slender legs. I think it must be related to her diet and regular exercise! Those capri pants only reached halfway down her calves, so when she wore them and swayed back and forth in front of the mirror, they didn't look natural. It was as if something was off. You can imagine it: capri pants paired with casual shoes and white fleece socks. Anyone who saw it would say it was a bit too "short." Just then, the waitress came in front of her, having already seen through her thoughts. The saleswoman said to her, "Miss, do you like these pants? They look really good on you. We don't have many people buying these kinds of pants here, mostly because they can't fit into them. It's amazing you have such beautiful legs! Do you feel there's something wrong with the outfit?" "Yes! I just feel like it doesn't quite match my clothes. But I don't know what the problem is, haha." "Well, I suggest you try changing your shoes. I feel like these tight-fitting capri pants don't go well with your casual shoes, what do you think?" After listening to the saleswoman's words, Wenwen seemed to have found the problem and gratefully said to the saleswoman, "Thank you, that's the problem. Please wrap these pants up for me, I'll take them."

After buying the pants, Wenwen went straight to a shoe store across the street. There were many women's high-heeled sandals there. Wenwen went into a women's sandal specialty store. There were many women's sandals there—high-heeled, strappy, thin-strapped, and platform. Row after row, all the way to the ceiling. Wenwen was completely bewildered. So many sandals—which pair would suit her? Just then, a saleswoman approached her and said, "Miss, are you looking to buy a pair of sandals? Then you've come to the right place. We have the most sandals in this entire shoe market. Look at these styles—the latest designs for this summer. I guarantee you'll be satisfied; you'll definitely like them." Wenwen found it intriguing. She thought, "Could I really have found the right place? Okay, I'll pick out a pair of sandals I like here." "I see you have so many styles of sandals, so please help me choose one!" The saleswoman felt the sale was halfway done, thinking, "I'll make sure this beautiful lady leaves satisfied." She then picked out a pair of women's sandals near the checkout counter. These were thin-strapped, high-heeled sandals. Red straps were braided into flowers and tied to the black sole. The back straps rose from both sides of the heel, wrapping around a red band. You've probably seen them before; they look quite ordinary, but the thin red ribbon tied with a flower at the front is undeniably fashionable. Wenwen took them and examined them carefully, pinching and touching them. Finally, she decided she wanted this style, but not this color. She said it was too bright. She asked the saleswoman if they had any other colors. "Yes, we have black and white." "Then bring me a pair of black ones." The saleswoman quickly brought out a pair of black sandals of this style. Wenwen glanced at them and said, "Okay, I'll take this color. Bring me a size 36 to try on." The saleswoman then handed Wenwen a pair of size 36 sandals. Wenwen took them and looked at them. No problem, she sat down on the shoe-fitting chair, took off her casual shoes, put on her right shoe first, stood up to check them out, and then put on her left shoe. Then she walked around on the shoe-fitting mat (because most stores ask customers not to step on the shoes to avoid getting the soles dirty, so that if they're not satisfied, the shoes won't sell). It felt pretty good. Although Wenwen was wearing thick fleece socks, her feet still had some room inside the shoes. Looking at Wenwen's beautiful feet through the thin straps, even though only the general shape was visible, it was still breathtaking. Her slender feet were tightly wrapped in white socks. You could still see her toes, arranged neatly, some longer than others. Wenwen said to the sales clerk, "Okay, I'll take these. Please wrap them up for me, I'll go pay." After saying that, she took off the shoes and returned them to the sales clerk. She put on her casual shoes, went to the checkout counter, paid, and left the shoe store with the wrapped shoes. It was already morning. She had to go to work in the afternoon, so she hurriedly went home, ate a quick meal, changed her clothes, and went to work. This is Wenwen, the girl I'm sharing with everyone. But this young and cheerful girl was destined for a tragic fate. Not long after, on the eve of Wenwen's twenty-second birthday, she met a Mr. Chen Wei by chance. It was raining heavily that day, and Wenwen was waiting for the bus at the station after work. She hadn't brought an umbrella and was soaked to the bone. She felt incredibly awkward. She waited a long time, but the bus didn't come. Wenwen started to get anxious; she was afraid she'd get terribly wet. Just then, a white BMW drove past her, splashing a large spray of water. The water splashed onto Wenwen, who was already annoyed. This unfortunate incident ignited her anger. "How can you drive like that? Watch your car!" Wenwen said, rain streaming down her face. She could barely open her eyes because of the rain. The BMW didn't go far; it stopped on the side of the road ahead. He turned back to Wenwen. The driver opened the front door and said to Wenwen, "I'm so sorry, I didn't see you earlier. It's raining so hard, get in! I'll take you home." Wenwen didn't think twice and got into his car. She was really soaked to the bone. After Wenwen got in, the BMW slowly drove away. Inside, the driver said to Wenwen, "I'm really sorry, I really didn't see you earlier. I'm so sorry. Don't be angry, where do you live? To show my apology, I've decided to take you home." Wenwen was still sulking about what had happened earlier. She blurted out, "You shouldn't drive a BMW." "Why?" the driver asked, puzzled. "You should drive a Mercedes 250." The driver immediately understood what she meant and burst out laughing. Only then did Wenwen notice that the man driving was quite handsome, with a mature face and a touch of domineering presence. The driver said to Wenwen, "My name is Chen Wei, what's yours?" If it were me, with such a beautiful girl sitting in my car, I would also ask for her name and address, just to get to know her. "My name is Xia Jingwen, you can just call me Wenwen!" "Okay, Miss Wenwen, where do you live? I'll drive you home right away." "My home is on Chaoyang Road. Do you know Rose Garden across from Huifeng Lighting City?" "Yes, that's the garden community developed by that real estate manager, Manager Wang!" "Yes, that's it. You even know who invested in it, that's impressive." Wenwen admired Chen Wei's worldly experience, so her words carried a hint of a smile. In the car, Chen Wei and Wenwen chatted more and more congenially, feeling like they had known each other for a long time. Before long, the BMW drove into Rose Garden. This garden wasn't large, but it was home to traffic and public security employees and their families. Therefore, every home was luxuriously decorated. Chen Wei drove to Wenwen's building and escorted her into the building. Wenwen saw that Chen Wei was going to come into her house with her. She was a little worried, so she said to Chen Wei, "Mr. Chen, I won't keep you any longer. Let's talk again another day when we have time!"

Chen Wei had already figured out what Wenwen meant. He was a man, after all, and it wasn't right for a man and a woman to be alone together. Especially since they had only just met. So he decided not to go up.

"Wenwen, do you have time? I'll call you when you have time. Let's continue chatting!"

"13806258796, call me when you have time!"

"Okay, see you later."

"Goodbye!"

Chen Wei was a little flustered while speaking, not even knowing what to say. (Sigh~ I would feel the same way if I saw a beautiful woman, maybe even worse. I might even have a stroke. Otherwise, why would anyone call me Wu Lao Er?)

The next day, the rain still hadn't stopped, but Wenwen was already up, and she was going to be late for work. What to do? Wenwen was both anxious and regretful. She was anxious about how to avoid being late, and regretful that she had stayed up so late watching TV the night before. Just then, her phone rang. Wenwen picked up the phone with a curt tone, "Who is it?" "It's Chen Wei. I'm on my way to work, and I was just passing by your house, so I thought I'd give you a ride." Hearing Chen Wei's words, Wenwen felt like her savior had arrived. She quickly said, "I haven't started work yet. Wait for me, I'll be right down." With that, Wenwen hurriedly put on her shoes, grabbed her coat, and ran downstairs. Chen Wei saw Wenwen come down and got out of the car to open the door for her. He noticed that Wenwen looked even more beautiful today than yesterday, especially in her police uniform. Chen Wei was stunned. Once in the car, Wenwen became a little impatient. "Aren't you going to leave? I'm going to be late!" This brought Chen Wei back to his senses. In the car, Chen Wei and Wenwen chatted and laughed, as if they were old friends who had met too late. The car drove quickly, ensuring Wenwen wasn't late; in fact, she was a few moments early. Wenwen was very happy, and Chen Wei noticed it too. Chen Wei said to Wenwen, "What time do you get off work tonight? I'll pick you up." "5:30," Wenwen replied without hesitation, agreeing to pick her up that evening. Chen Wei felt flattered. A surge of emotion welled up from his feet to his head, almost making him lose his bearings. At work, Wenwen seemed a little distracted, often lost in thought. Her colleagues asked if she was daydreaming, but she just smiled and didn't answer. Actually, she was thinking about Chen Wei, wondering if this handsome man had feelings for her. The more she thought about it, the happier she became. Her colleagues chuckled at her silly grin. That evening, Chen Wei waited for Wenwen early at the police station entrance. When Wenwen got off work and saw Chen Wei waiting for her, she was overjoyed. They chatted endlessly in the car, finding themselves very compatible. Wenwen invited Chen Wei to stay for dinner at her house to thank him for his behavior that morning.

From then on, Chen Wei would pick Wenwen up and drop her off every day when she went to and from work. He would also visit her during her days off. Sometimes they would drive around together, sometimes they would go out to eat, drink coffee, go bowling, or go swimming. In short, their relationship quickly blossomed. On Wenwen's twenty-second birthday, Chen Wei gave her a diamond ring and asked her to marry him and become his bride. Wenwen was blinded by the happiness before her. She even questioned whether she truly understood Chen Wei. Two weeks later, they got married. Wenwen moved into Chen Wei's house, a luxurious villa in a remote suburb. It had a large yard, a garden, and a garage. The interior was also lavishly decorated. There were three floors with many rooms, some of which were locked. Although Wenwen found it strange, she didn't ask Chen Wei what those rooms were. Their bedroom and living room were on the second floor. The first floor was the dining room and kitchen. The villa had a bathroom, a toilet, and a corridor connecting to the garage. In short, it was a very luxurious villa. For a while after their marriage, Chen Wei doted on Wenwen. But there was one thing that puzzled Wenwen: Chen Wei never had sexual relations with her. They only slept together at night. Chen Wei never mentioned it, and Wenwen was too embarrassed to ask. They lived like this for almost half a year. Now

, the story is getting to its main point; the following is the real story.

It was a cold winter night. Wenwen had just finished showering and was lying in bed reading. Chen Wei was talking with several guests in the living room. These guests were dressed in black suits, some even wearing sunglasses. They didn't look like good people. Sometimes they swore, and sometimes they spoke in hushed tones, making it difficult to understand what they were saying. All she knew was that they called Chen Wei "Brother Chen Wei." They kept calling him "Brother Chen Wei" like that, which sounded awkward. Wenwen was getting tired of reading and lay down to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep. I had a strange feeling about it. Why did they call Chen Wei "Brother"? The more I thought about it, the less I understood. Maybe it was just a form of address. Or maybe they were younger than Chen Wei. But they couldn't all be younger! Some of them looked much bigger than Chen Wei. Just then, I heard another person come up from downstairs. That person said, "Brother, why did you sever the Achilles tendon of Boss Qian's mistress? Don't you know Boss Qian owes us 20 million?" Chen Wei said to the man, "Listen to me, I'm making sure that guy surnamed Qian knows. I have a way to deal with him, to make him pay back the money obediently, so he won't be the next victim. His mistress has been abused terribly by me and my brothers. I really want to play with her to death. But I'm afraid that if she dies, some old bastard won't pay back the money. I'll make her tell that old bastard all the humiliation and abuse she suffered. Let him know how powerful we are. To be honest, I didn't even abuse her enough that day. If I hadn't held back, that bitch would be missing her legs by now." Hearing this, Wenwen was really scared and trembled. Her heart was pounding. Did her husband really say this? She couldn't believe that she had married a gangster boss. She realized she had boarded a pirate ship. But Wenwen thought she couldn't show her feelings. Otherwise, who knew what would happen. After all, her husband still doted on her. Wenwen couldn't sleep that night. She thought and thought, wondering how she could have fallen in love with such a ruthless person. It was truly a cruel twist of fate. She regretted not realizing it sooner, or if she had known Chen Wei better. Sigh... getting on a ruthless ship is easy, getting off is hard. Now she was a wife, newly married, and mentioning divorce would definitely hurt Chen Wei deeply. She decided to endure it; after all, he was her husband, he couldn't possibly harm her. As Wenwen pondered this, dawn broke. Chen Wei still drove Wenwen to work and picked her up from get off work that evening.

That evening, Chen Wei went out to eat, telling Wenwen to eat at home by herself. He said he had guests that night. Wenwen knew he was out with his gangster friends again. When Chen Wei returned home, he immediately lay down on the sofa, unwilling to move. He called Wenwen to sit beside him, saying he had something to say. Wenwen sat down next to him, a strong smell of alcohol emanating from Chen Wei. Chen Wei lit a cigarette and began to savor it. The room was quiet, with only Wenwen nestled in Chen Wei's arms. After a moment of silence, Chen Wei spoke first. "I think you already know what I do. I'm the general manager of Hongda Company, and also a big shot in the underworld. In this city, I'm considered one of the top figures. My company is involved in smuggling, and our main source of income is loan sharking. You might not believe it, but loan sharking is incredibly lucrative. I've made forty or fifty million. I'm not afraid to tell you this, even though you're a cop. I've bribed many of your superiors. If you tell anyone, you'll be the one in trouble. And maybe you want to know why I haven't slept with you." Wenwen nodded gently. "It's simple. I'm not actually interested in sex; I only enjoy torturing women, especially beautiful, young girls. I don't think anyone can compare to you in this regard, but you're my wife. I just can't bring myself to do it. So, I can only watch you get particularly excited and then find a pretty lady to torture you for a while. Actually, what I want most is to torture you. But I just can't bring myself to do it. What I fear most is that you won't agree, which would be even worse. I also have a serious flaw: I like girls' slender, delicate feet. They call it a foot fetish. I can't help it; I just like it. Every time I see you barefoot in slippers, I get excited. I think your feet are beautiful. I can tell you all this because I don't want to hide anything from you anymore. I don't need to hide anything. Because I like you, I like your body, I like your slender, delicate feet." Hearing this, Wenwen's fear was about to explode. Her body trembled uncontrollably. The more she trembled, the more afraid she became, and the more afraid she became, the more she trembled. Wenwen looked at Chen Wei with a hint of fear in her eyes and said, "Then what are you going to do to me?" "Nothing much. You're my wife, what can I do to you? I'm just discussing this with you, hoping you can accept everything about me and help me treat this illness." Chen Wei's expression held a slightly sinister smile. "How do you want me to treat you? Tell me, where should I find a doctor to help you?" Wenwen was really gentle and virtuous; she hadn't even realized what he meant. What a silly girl. Chen Wei smiled bitterly and said, "No need for a doctor, you can cure me. Just let me torture you a few times, and I think I'll get better." "Torture me? No way, you'll sever my Achilles tendons. Forget it." Chen Wei thought to himself, how did she know I severed Mr. Qian's mistress's Achilles tendons? It seems she knows quite a bit. This time, I must persuade her to obey me, otherwise, it won't be good if word gets out.

Even if it means violence, I will make her submit to me. Chen Wei still spoke to Wenwen in a very gentle tone, "How could I possibly cut your Achilles tendon? You're my wife, I couldn't bring myself to do that. Good wife, just this once, I promise I won't hurt you. Okay?" Wenwen softened and said, "Okay, just this once. I have conditions. You can't use anything to hurt me or abuse me, or I'll make you regret it." "Okay, okay, no problem then, what are we waiting for? Let's get started!" Although Wenwen agreed, she really didn't know what abuse was, what constituted abuse, or to what extent. She didn't even know what SM was. She was truly uncertain and a little scared. Chen Wei asked Wenwen to go up to the third floor with him. To be honest, Wenwen had been married to Chen Wei for almost half a year and had never been to the third floor before. Many rooms on the third floor were locked, and she was really afraid to go up alone. The lighting on the third floor was also poor; she couldn't find any windows. It seemed like a locked room. Chen Wei walked to the door of a room, with Wenwen following behind

. Chen Wei opened the door and called Wenwen in. But just as Wenwen was about to enter, Chen Wei said, "Ladies must take off their shoes and socks before entering this room; it's the rule here." Having already agreed to Chen Wei's request, Wenwen had no choice but to bend down and take off her slippers and white cotton socks. In an instant, Wenwen's soft, white feet were revealed before Chen Wei's eyes. Her delicate feet seemed boneless, and her ten slender toes, like tender scallions, were painted with clear nail polish, making the toenails shine. Her ten toes were pressed tightly together, as if shyly. The high arch of her foot supported the curve of her foot, and her slender ankles further accentuated the protrusion of her forehead. The flesh on the soles of her feet was as tender as lotus root. It was clearly the result of not wearing hard-soled shoes often. Yes, Wenwen preferred to wear casual shoes. And so, Wenwen had no choice but to walk barefoot into the room. In this cold winter, Wenwen felt her feet were icy cold with every step. Fortunately, there was a carpet in the room. She really didn't know how to walk outdoors. When Wenwen focused her attention on the room, what she saw truly terrified her. The room had no windows, only a few lamps on the walls for illumination. The dim light made it impossible for Wenwen to see anything else in the room. She could only vaguely make out what looked like whips, shackles, ropes, chains, candles, planks, clamps, rattan, thin sticks, and some other things she had never seen before. The room wasn't very big, but it felt very empty. There was only a scaffold in the middle, and no lights on the ceiling, just some pulleys and iron hooks. It looked like a factory or workshop, very frightening.

Chen Wei didn't stay idle after entering; he busied himself searching everywhere. While searching, he said, "I've never been in this room before. It's reserved for my wife, which means you. Consider it our clinic. Wait here for a bit, I'll tidy up and we'll begin." He then turned on the air conditioner. The room finally felt warmer. Wenwen felt her almost frozen feet regain feeling. After Chen Wei finished tidying up, he came over and kissed Wenwen's cheek. Wenwen had never been kissed like that by Chen Wei before, so she was very excited and actively kissed him back. When they both felt warm again, Chen Wei said, "Okay, wife, everything you need is ready. Let's begin!" "Wenwen seemed unwilling to break free from the passionate kiss when Chen Wei pulled her onto a thick wooden plank. The plank was about 20 centimeters thick, barely enough space for her feet. Wenwen stood barefoot on it, feeling a little strange, as if she were about to be executed. Wenwen immediately got off and said to Chen Wei, 'Honey, don't make me stand up there, I feel very uncomfortable.' Chen Wei wanted her to feel that way. 'You look beautiful standing there, quickly go up and put your feet together, that will look very pretty.' Wenwen didn't object and could only stand on it again, feeling a little humiliated, and pressed her feet tightly together. Chen Wei told Wenwen to take off her top. Wenwen was initially embarrassed because Chen Wei had never seen her like this before. She felt like a slave, at the mercy of her master. But there was nothing she could do. It wasn't in front of strangers, it was her husband, what was there to be afraid of? Thinking this, she began to undress." After taking off the coat, all that was left was the underwear, and when the underwear was taken off, only the bra remained. She hesitated for a moment, but finally took off the bra anyway. At this moment, Wenwen's two fully developed breasts were exposed. Although the two breasts weren't that big, they looked...

They were quite substantial. Her nipples, like tiny cherries, were set on her areolas, making one want to suckle them. The areolas, the color of peach petals, were particularly alluring against her snow-white breasts. Wenwen's breasts were slightly upturned, further accentuating the overall beauty of her body. I'm just describing it; Chen Wei, watching from the side, was practically drooling. "Wife, continue. There's more to come." Wenwen said shyly, "Take more off?" Chen Wei said angrily, "We're not strangers, I'm your husband, what are you afraid of if I see?" True to his word, Wenwen had no choice but to continue taking off her clothes. She loosened her belt, and as soon as she let go, her pants slid down her legs. Only her underwear remained. Wenwen's slender legs were truly beautiful, though perhaps a little too thin. Her snow-white skin was flawless, and her waist was... well, let's just say it was incredibly slim. With a waist of about 1.8 feet, you could imagine how slender she was. Wenwen finally took off her underwear. The woman's most precious part was now laid bare before him. Beneath a thin layer of pubic hair lay her secret place; Wenwen's labia were a beautiful color, tender like two flower petals, shyly folded together. Truly a masterpiece! (Ah~ I haven't even touched it yet.) Wenwen was now completely naked. Her beautiful face, her long, black hair cascading over her shoulders, her slender figure, her high, firm breasts, her light pubic hair, her long legs, and her delicate, jade-like feet... Chen Wei found it hard to bear doing what he was about to do. Wenwen raised her head, looking at her husband with gentle eyes. She felt no shame, for she was facing her husband. She had no need for shame. She simply awaited her husband's impending torment of her body. Poor Wenwen had no idea how terrible her fate would be.

Wenwen stood on the wooden plank, her naked body being thoroughly admired by Chen Wei. After Chen Wei had finished admiring her, he said to Wenwen, "The first step in torturing you is to tie you up." Wenwen was already feeling unbearable. In this cold weather, to tie her up was truly unbearable. But she had already agreed, so she had no choice but to comply. Standing shivering on the wooden plank, Wenwen thought, "Well, I've come this far. It wouldn't be right to not do what I promised Chen Wei. Let him torture me however he wants; I can't refuse. After all, he can't do anything to me. I'm his wife, after all." Wenwen said, "Tie me up, just don't hurt me." Chen Wei brought over a long rope and told Wenwen to put her hands behind her back. Wenwen was very obedient now. She did whatever he told her to do. Chen Wei crossed and tied Wenwen's wrists together,

then pulled them upwards until they reached her elbows. He then tied her elbows up tightly. Wenwen cried out, "Ouch! That hurts! Be gentle! We don't treat prisoners like this!" Chen Wei ignored her, simply pulling her elbows firmly together, then pulling the rope upwards, tying a knot behind her neck, and then wrapping the rope around her neck to her chest. He tied another knot above her breasts. He then pulled the rope to the left and right, wrapped it around her back, and tied it tightly, binding Wenwen's elbows to her body. Wenwen was in real pain, but she didn't make a sound, just endured it. She knew that making a sound wouldn't help, because Chen Wei had already found pleasure and wouldn't let her go. After tying the rope behind her back, Chen Wei wrapped it around her back and chest several times, finally tying a knot behind her back, then pulled it down to her forearms and tied another knot, then wrapped it around this fulcrum several times below her breasts and behind her back. Finally, he tied it tightly behind her back. Her breasts were squeezed between the two ropes, making her large breasts protrude. Her elbows and forearms were tightly bound to her body, leaving her with no freedom of movement in her upper body. Chen Wei felt this wasn't enough, so he used the remaining rope to wrap around her back to her navel, tied a knot, and pulled it towards her labia. Because Wenwen kept her legs tightly together, Chen Wei couldn't pull it through. He told Wenwen to spread her legs a little, and once she did, he pulled the rope between her labia and behind her back, tying it together with her crossed hands. Now Wenwen's vulva was bound. Chen Wei pulled the rope to an iron hook on the ceiling, then pulled it down and secured it to an iron ring on the wall. This fixed Wenwen to the wooden board, preventing her from getting down. Then Chen Wei blindfolded Wenwen, preventing her from seeing her own reflection and instilling even more fear in her. Then Chen Wei tied Wenwen's thighs up, binding them horizontally and then wrapping them vertically several times, finally tying the ropes into a figure-eight shape. Next, he tied Wenwen's calves and ankles into the same figure-eight shape. By this time, Wenwen's entire body was tightly bound. Chen Wei walked aside, lit a cigarette, and admired his masterpiece. Those prominent breasts, slightly upturned buttocks, and a pair of snow-white little feet... Chen Wei was filled with admiration, wondering how he could have found such a perfect girl to be his wife. It was truly fate! Thank God! With such good conditions, it would be a waste not to properly torture this body born to be tormented. Chen Wei picked up a leather whip and began to lash Wenwen's snow-white buttocks. At first, Wenwen could endure it, but as Chen Wei increased the force, Wenwen began to scream, "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Please be gentle, I really can't take it anymore." Chen Wei didn't care about that; the more she screamed, the harder Chen Wei whipped her. Soon, welts appeared on Wenwen's snow-white buttocks, which were red and swollen from Chen Wei's whipping. When Chen Wei got tired, he sat down on the carpet. After catching his breath, he resumed the second round of torture. He went to Wenwen and removed the wooden board from her feet. Wenwen screamed again. Her body could only be supported by her hands; she tried to touch the ground with her feet, but only her big toes could reach the ground, offering no support. Only then could she feel the pain in her hands. Chen Wei brought a candle and dripped it onto Wenwen's toes and insteps. The red wax dripped onto Wenwen's tender feet, causing waves of burning pain. But she couldn't escape, as her hands and upper body were firmly suspended in mid-air. She could only endure Chen Wei's torture of her poor little feet. Chen Wei dripped the wax meticulously, leaving almost no spot untouched. Only after his feet were completely soaked with sweat did Chen Wei release Wenwen's helpless feet.

"Wenwen, did it feel good?"

"Wei, please let me go, I'm dying." Wenwen's face and body were covered in sweat, which was seeping out and dripping down.

"Okay, I'll let you go. But you have to promise me that from now on, whenever I say I want to abuse you, you must obey, okay?"

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you from now on. You can abuse me whenever you want, I'll listen to you, please put me down."

Chen Wei had achieved his goal and didn't make things too difficult for his wife. After that, he put Wenwen down, carried her to the bathroom to wash her clean, and said to Wenwen, "Do you still stand by what you said, wife?" Wenwen said, "Don't even think about abusing me again. If you dare to be disrespectful to me again, I'll report you." "Haha, I knew you'd say that." Chen Wei said nonchalantly. Then he turned on the TV, and on the screen was a young girl being abused. Wenwen knew at a glance that it was herself. She said, "How could you do this? Why?" "To punish someone as untrustworthy as you. If you don't listen to me in the future, I'll send this videotape to your workplace. Anyway, you'll sue me, so it's better to ruin our reputations together." Wenwen was terrified and quickly said, "Don't do that, I promise you. You may be shameless, but I still have my pride."

That night, Chen Wei carried Wenwen to bed and even "dressed her up." He handcuffed Wenwen's hands to the headboard and then handcuffed her big toes together with his thumbs. He inserted a penis into Wenwen's vagina and anus, and finally hung two small bells on Wenwen's nipples. Lying on the bed, Chen Wei hugged the restricted Wenwen and said, "If you need anything at night, ring the bells to wake me up. From now on, you must do as I say, or I'll lock you in the cellar under the garage." Wenwen had heard about that cellar; it was said to be very dirty and full of rats. Wenwen was terrified of rats, so that cellar was hell for her. Lying in bed, Wenwen thought about everything that had happened in the past and today, and tears welled up in her eyes again, breaking through her grievances.

From then on, Chen Wei stipulated that Wenwen must take off her shoes and socks and walk barefoot at home. He would still "make up" for Wenwen the next evening. Chen Wei drove Wenwen to and from work every day, but she wasn't allowed to wear shoes and socks in the car. Sometimes, people from Wenwen's workplace saw her wearing shoes and socks after getting out of the car and found it strange, asking her what was wrong. Wenwen said, "What's so strange about that? My husband is clean and doesn't want his shoes to get the car dirty." Before getting into the car after work, Wenwen would always take off her shoes and socks, and eventually, people got used to it. Wenwen became Chen Wei's slave, doing whatever he wanted every day. She was terrified of offending him, afraid he would lock her in the cellar. This went on for almost half a year, and Chen Wei didn't have sex with her during that time.

From then on, Wenwen felt resentment, regret, love, and hatred towards Chen Wei. But what could he do? She was his wife. Time passed day by day, and before they knew it, it was the beginning of autumn again. Chen Wei still made Wenwen live according to his rules: she had to walk barefoot when she came home, he had to "make up" for her at night, and she still had to take off her shoes and socks when she went to and from work. Wenwen didn't say anything, she just obediently listened. She was afraid that Chen Wei would send the videotapes to her relatives and friends, and even more afraid that Chen Wei would lock her in the cellar. She knew that Chen Wei was a man capable of anything, so she dared not do anything against Chen Wei's will.

One time, Chen Wei came home very late, having drunk a lot of alcohol. It was already very late when he got home, so he lay down in the bedroom to sleep. As soon as he lay down, he saw Wenwen sleeping soundly beside him. Chen Wei immediately panicked, dragging Wenwen off the bed. Before Wenwen could even react, Chen Wei yelled, "Damn it, you went to sleep before I even put on your makeup! Do you want to die?" Before Wenwen could even wake up, Chen Wei pushed her back onto the bed, handcuffed her hands to the headboard, and attached clips, bells, two penises, and thumb cuffs to her big toes. Wenwen was already used to this, so she assumed the position and waited for him to do it. After securing Wenwen to the bed, Chen Wei drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Wenwen woke up, wanting to use the bathroom. She propped herself up with her hands and feet, forming a bow shape. Then she shook the bells on her chest, trying to wake Chen Wei and ask him to unlock her handcuffs. But Chen Wei was fast asleep, like a log, and couldn't be woken up. Wenwen was sweating profusely, desperately shaking her breasts to make a sound. Chen Wei wouldn't wake up. Finally, Wenwen kicked him with both feet, finally waking him. Chen Wei got up and cursed, "Damn it, you bitch, you want to die? You dare kick me? Fine, I didn't want to torture your feet, but since you're strong, I'll cripple them today!" He then unlocked the thumb cuffs on Wenwen's feet, grabbed her long hair with his left hand, and lifted the handcuff chains that had been removed from the bed and were now handcuffed behind her back with his right. He pulled upwards, stretching Wenwen's hands tightly upwards. Afraid she would make a sound in the middle of the night, he stuffed her underwear into her mouth. Wenwen could only whimper as Chen Wei led her upstairs. She couldn't utter a sound. Once in a room upstairs, Chen Wei locked the door. Looking at the

empty room with only a wooden box, Wenwen felt less fear, thinking that without torture instruments, she couldn't be tortured. But she was wrong. Chen Wei brought a rope and tied Wenwen's elbows together tightly, forcing her to lean backward. This time, Chen Wei didn't tie Wenwen's breasts or vagina, nor did he unlock her handcuffs; he simply tied her hands with the rope. Chen Wei laid Wenwen down on the ground and then tightly bound her thighs and calves

, finally tying her ankles together. Then, Chen Wei brought a long, thin rope and tied Wenwen's big toes together, threading the excess rope through the iron ring on the roof and pulling it down. He continued until Wenwen's head was more than a foot off the ground before tying the rope to an iron hook on the wall. Wenwen's entire body was suspended upside down, with the weight concentrated on her big toes, causing her to wobble in pain. The more she wobbled, the more it hurt. The thin rope tightened little by little into the flesh of Wenwen's toes. Wenwen had just remembered to urinate, but now, with all this commotion, she had become incontinent. Urine flowed down her genitals, running down her breasts, face, and long hair onto the floor. Chen Wei's penis became erect at the sight. He said to Wenwen, "Look at you, you slut, how despicable you are. Urinating everywhere. Today I'm going to have some fun with you." He then took out a pen and drew several circles on Wenwen's buttocks, then took out a slingshot, strained it, and fired a shot into her buttocks. Wenwen groaned in pain. But being suspended like this by Chen Wei, she had no way to escape and could only let him play with her buttocks. Chen Wei fired dozens more shots until Wenwen's buttocks were swollen. But Chen Wei still felt he had let Wenwen off too easily. So he took out a leather whip and began to lash Wenwen's buttocks repeatedly. Each lash to the wounds on Wenwen's buttocks was accompanied by a scream. Tears streamed down Wenwen's face, the urine still dripping from her skin. The ground was soaked. Chen Wei, tired of whipping her, sat down and said to Wenwen, who was hanging upside down, "You filthy bitch, I'll hang you here for today. I'm too lazy to untie the ropes." Wenwen shook her head desperately with her last bit of strength. She knew her two big toes were already numb; if she stayed hanging all night, they would surely break. Chen Wei rested for a while, then stood up and untied the ropes from the iron hooks. He said, "Who told you to be my wife? If you were a female prisoner, I would have made you hang up all night. Okay, I'll put

you down. I'll untie the other ropes tomorrow morning. Think about it tonight. You've wronged me so much." He then lowered Wenwen, her body mostly lying on her own urine. Wenwen didn't have the strength to move, so she just lay there in the urine. Her poor feet, punished by Chen Wei! Both her big toes had turned purple. The rope was still digging into her flesh, and Wenwen dared not move her toes, afraid they would break. Bound all over, Wenwen lay on her side on the floor, tears falling drop by drop. The room was dark and cold, with a faint, fishy smell in the air. Unconsciously, Wenwen fell asleep, because she was truly exhausted.

The next day, Chen Wei untied Wenwen and carried her to the bathroom for a bath. He then placed her on the dining table, where she lay naked, face down. Chen Wei used iodine to clean Wenwen's swollen buttocks, and with each wipe, Wenwen cried out, "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Chen Wei then applied ointment to the marks left by the ropes, finally cleaning her two big toes. The color of Wenwen's big toes had returned to normal, but the base of her toes, where they had been bound by ropes, still bore purple marks. Chen Wei carefully applied the ointment to Wenwen's toes, each application causing her to grit her teeth and endure the pain. After applying the ointment, Chen Wei carried Wenwen to the bed in the bedroom and sat down beside her. He told Wenwen that he had drunk too much the day before and shouldn't have treated her that way. It was his fault; after all, Wenwen was his wife, and he had been too inhumane. Wenwen listened and cried sadly, and Chen Wei wiped away her tears. Soon, Wenwen fell asleep. Chen Wei didn't disturb Wenwen any further; he called her workplace and asked for a day off for her.

He said Wenwen wasn't feeling well. After Wenwen woke up in the afternoon, Chen Wei took her to the mall and bought her a lot of clothes. Sometimes Chen Wei would ask Wenwen if she liked this or that outfit. Wenwen would only nod reluctantly; after all, no matter what Chen Wei bought for her, he couldn't win back her heart. Passing by a store called "Lingerie Show," Chen Wei saw a pair of women's panties. They were called panties, but they looked like they were just tied together with thin strings, barely covering a woman's buttocks or genitals. Chen Wei asked Wenwen if she liked them. Wenwen knew what Chen Wei meant and reluctantly said she did. Chen Wei seemed very happy; he bought several different colors of these sexy panties—red, blue, and white. He then bought several similar colored, unique bras. That evening, they ate dinner at a large restaurant. Chen Wei ordered several good dishes and asked Wenwen what she wanted to eat. Wenwen said, "I'll eat whatever you like." Chen Wei ordered another bottle of wine, and they started eating. While eating, Wenwen started crying again. Chen Wei quickly took her hands and said, "Wenwen, don't cry. I'll never abuse or torment you again. Please don't be angry with me anymore, okay?" Wenwen just nodded sadly. That evening, when they got home, Wenwen took off her shoes and socks as soon as she entered the house. Seeing Wenwen enter the house barefoot, Chen Wei was very happy and immediately hugged her waist. But Wenwen pulled away from Chen Wei's arms and said, "As long as you don't torment or abuse me anymore, we can still follow our old rules. I want to take a shower and go to bed; I'm really tired." Chen Wei didn't say anything else, but simply followed Wenwen into the bathroom. After they finished washing up and returned to the bedroom, Chen Wei put makeup on Wenwen again, but this time it was different. He didn't let Wenwen sleep naked; instead, he dressed her in the newly bought underwear and bra—his favorite red lingerie set. He didn't handcuff Wenwen's hands to the headboard, but simply handcuffed them behind her back. He wanted to hold Wenwen while sleeping that night. He didn't put nipple clamps or bells on her; he told her to kiss him awake if she needed anything. His actions remained the same, except he didn't use a dildo on Wenwen. He thought Wenwen was still a virgin and shouldn't be treated like this. That night, Chen Wei held Wenwen as they slept together, and Wenwen felt warmth in his arms. She fell asleep quickly. Wenwen desperately wanted Chen Wei to treat her better, even just a little bit. But things often don't go as planned.

Chen Wei treated Wenwen very well in the days that followed, but this didn't last long; his old habits returned. Before long, his lust was unleashed again, and he once more abused Wenwen.

A few days later, Wenwen came home from work, and Chen Wei didn't pick her up; she went home by herself. On the way, she didn't take the bus. The thought of walking barefoot home made her reluctant to go, but she had no choice. She could only slowly walk down the street, enjoying the feeling of her feet in casual shoes. (It was late autumn, and Chen Wei didn't insist that Wenwen wear those sandals again; he was afraid of arousing suspicion.) As Wenwen walked, she thought about how happy she used to be, but now? No freedom, no happiness. She felt like someone else's dog, manipulated by others. Thinking about this, tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't know how much time had passed before she arrived home; it was already very dark. It was clearly very late. After entering the house, Wenwen took off her shoes and socks; Chen Wei was already waiting for her on the sofa. "Why are you so late? Did you go out and see someone?" Chen Wei glared at Wenwen with eyes that seemed to want to devour her. Wenwen didn't dare to talk back. "I...I didn't have money for the bus, so I had to walk back." (Yes, Wenwen was very strictly controlled by Chen Wei

. He almost never let her take a penny. Chen Wei bought everything for her, and Wenwen even had to hand over her salary to him. Perhaps many men reading this article envy Chen Wei's situation.) "If you didn't have money, why didn't you borrow from someone else? I thought you ran away. Go mop the floor in your room, water the flowers in the garden, and then come back for dinner." "Okay, I'll do it right away." Wenwen was glad that she hadn't offended Chen Wei. She quickly changed her clothes and came downstairs wearing only a bra and panties. Although Chen Wei told Wenwen that she could wear casual shoes to work, he didn't allow her to wear clothes at home; she could only wear panties and a bra. Wenwen mopped the floor again and again, while Chen Wei sat on the sofa, watching Wenwen's bare feet, a lewd glint in his eyes. He watched Wenwen's bare feet stepping across the floor, leaving little footprints where they had been, which made Chen Wei's erection rise several degrees. After a while, Wenwen finished mopping the floor, picked up a water bottle, and was about to go outside to water the plants. She went to the shoe rack and bent down to change her shoes, when Chen Wei roared, "You're not allowed to wear shoes, do you hear me?" "But it's so cold outside, my feet can't take it," Wenwen said helplessly. "You dare to talk back? Do you want to spend the night in the cellar?" "No, no." Helpless, Wenwen had no choice but to go barefoot to the garden to water the flowers.

The cold winter's beginning, the relentless wind lashed at Wenwen's body and face (many books describe the wind relentlessly lashing at thin clothes, but Wenwen was even worse off, as she had no clothes at all, only a barely covering undergarments). Wenwen's bare, snow-white feet, with each step, felt the sub-zero temperature seep into her heart. She reached the flowers, her feet sinking into the soil, leaving a thin layer of dust on her soles. Each time she watered a flower, the water droplets splashing dirt onto her feet and legs. Her hands, wet and chilled by the wind, felt even more piercing. Undeterred, Wenwen patiently watered each flower. By the time she finished the last one, her hands and feet were numb. Back home, she went to the bathroom and took a good shower. Chen Wei, seeing the black footprints Wenwen had left on the floor, felt a mixture of anger and excitement. He wanted to torment Wenwen's delicate feet again.

After Wenwen finished washing, Chen Wei called her over. Wenwen came to the sofa and faced Chen Wei. Chen Wei pretended to be a little angry and said, "You silly girl, look at the floor, it's covered in your footprints. You cleaned it all for nothing. I'm really angry. You're coming with me to a place later, and you'll be punished." Wenwen knew that even if she tried to argue, she couldn't escape Chen Wei's punishment this time. She had no choice but to obediently follow Chen Wei upstairs. (To be honest, the upstairs in Chen Wei's house was like an execution ground. Actually, it was like that; there were no windows upstairs, so who would live there? It had no other use.) Wenwen followed Chen Wei into a room. Chen Wei told Wenwen to take off all her clothes. After Wenwen finished, Chen Wei twisted Wenwen's hands behind her back and tied them with rope, then pulled them upwards. He also tied her elbows together. Then he tied her neck and breasts tightly. After Chen Wei had bound Wenwen's upper body tightly, he told her to sit with her back to a pillar. He then tied her securely to the pillar. First, he wrapped her neck around the pillar several times and tied it tightly behind the pillar. Then he wrapped her breasts around the pillar and tied them tightly, followed by her lower abdomen. Next, he tied Wenwen's thighs in a figure-eight pattern, and then tied the remaining rope to the pillar on either side. This way, Wenwen's thighs were pressed against her breasts, and her raised thighs couldn't cover her genitals, so her vulva and anus were exposed. Then Chen Wei brought over a peculiar wooden box. It had a leather strap on top, and the surface was made of iron with many small holes. Chen Wei tied Wenwen's lower legs as well, and then tightly bound her ankles. He then placed her lower legs on the wooden box and secured them with the leather strap. Finally, Chen Wei tied Wenwen's two big toes together and pulled them down, securing them to an iron ring at the bottom of the wooden box. Chen Wei squatted beside the box and turned a gear on its side, causing the box to gradually rise. This continued until it could rise no further, because Wenwen's two big toes...

Her big toe was tied and fixed to the bottom of the wooden box. As the box rose, her toe had to be pulled down, forcing Wenwen's legs to remain straight, causing her feet to ache. Chen Wei blindfolded Wenwen with a black cloth and gagged her with a handkerchief to prevent her from making a sound. Chen Wei began to torture Wenwen's feet. He took a pin from a box and stuck it into the sole of her foot. Because Wenwen's feet were straight, the flesh on the soles of her feet was gathered together, making them appear even more delicate. With this prick, the tendons in Wenwen's soles twitched violently, and she made a whimpering sound. Chen Wei became engrossed, and then, one pin after another, filled both soles of Wenwen's feet with pins. Sweat streamed down Wenwen's face and onto her chest. The soles were finished; it was time for her toes. Chen Wei first took Wenwen's delicate, slender toes into his mouth, making his blood boil. He was about to ejaculate. Then, Chen Wei took a large pin and stuck it into Wenwen's left big toe, then another into her right. He continued this process, one pin after another, until a whole box of pins was used up. Wenwen's toes were covered in pins, even between her toes. Her feet looked like two supine hedgehogs. Chen Wei wasn't finished. He took out two candles and dripped the wax evenly onto the tops of Wenwen's feet. He continued until both feet were completely covered, by which time Wenwen was in a semi-conscious state from the pain. Chen Wei then removed the handkerchief from Wenwen's mouth. He said to Wenwen, "Wenwen, don't blame me for being too harsh. I only have one request: you don't have to go to work anymore. You can stay home every day. Also, I want to lock you in the cellar. Is that okay?" Wenwen was in so much pain that she barely had any strength left, but she still slowly shook her head. "Fine, I'll use torture to make you agree." After saying that, Chen Wei used the flame of a candle to heat the pins on the soles of Wenwen's feet. As the temperature of the pins rose, it immediately traveled to the soles of her feet. Wenwen screamed and desperately struggled to move her body. But her body was firmly fixed to the pillar, and she couldn't move at all. "Let me tell you, Chen Wei, give up. I'm going to divorce you, you pervert. I'm going to tell the police everything you've done. I'll put you in jail." Chen Wei sneered, "Looks like I have to resort to my last resort." With that, he turned down a switch on the side of the wooden box. Instantly, many iron needles, about 5 centimeters high, protruded from the iron plate on the surface of the wooden box. I only saw what was on the surface of the metal plate; as for what was under her legs, I had no idea. All I heard was Wenwen's heart-wrenching scream, then Chen Wei turned the switch back, and the needles retracted instantly. Blood immediately gushed from the metal plate and spread in all directions. "Don't worry, wife, these needles won't go into your bones. They'll just make you feel pain, they won't cripple you." He then turned the switch again, and the needles pierced Wenwen's two calves. Another scream. Wenwen couldn't take it anymore and said, "Okay, I promise you, I promise you everything," before fainting.

Chen Wei stood up and burst into maniacal laughter. Then he removed all the large needles from Wenwen's body, untied her, carried her into the bedroom, applied ointment to her wounds, bandaged them, and then went out to go wild. Before leaving, fearing Wenwen would run away, he handcuffed her hands to the headboard. Because Wenwen's feet were covered in wounds, he didn't tie her feet either. He figured Wenwen wouldn't be able to walk for the time being.

Wenwen lay in bed for over a month, and the wounds on her feet and legs healed. Chen Wei told Wenwen to quit her job and stay home to recuperate. But Wenwen's face grew increasingly haggard. A few more weeks passed, and the marks of abuse on Wenwen's feet and legs were no longer visible. Wenwen could get out of bed and walk. One day, Chen Wei handcuffed Wenwen's hands behind her back and put new shackles on her ankles. He helped Wenwen walk around the room for a

while, then told her to sit on the sofa. He said to Wenwen, "You should do what you promised me that day." Wenwen still said listlessly, "Chen Wei, why are you treating me like this? You've never had sex with me since you married me, and I'm still a virgin. You've just abused me time and time again. I really don't understand. Fine, if I owed you in my past life, I'll repay you. Let's go, I'll go to the cellar with you."

Chen Wei was very excited, and he helped Wenwen walk towards the garage. As Wenwen walked, she thought, another summer has come. She thought about how she married... Chen Wei had been suffering immensely for almost two years. He truly didn't know if he could survive. Reaching the garage, Chen Wei opened a metal plate in the corner, and a stench immediately rose from the ground. He unlocked Wenwen's shackles, picked her up, and headed down into the cellar. The cellar was pitch black

, with only a few dim lights. It was very deep, and it took them a long time to reach the bottom. Even in the sweltering summer, it felt very cold at the bottom. Chen Wei had told him that before… It was originally an air-raid shelter, but eventually it became a cellar. Finally, Chen Wei carried Wenwen to a large pillar supporting the roof. He unlocked Wenwen's handcuffs, picked up a rope, and tightly bound her upper body, passing it through her genitals and tying a knot behind her back. Then he bound Wenwen's thighs, calves, and ankles into a figure-eight shape,

securing her entire body to the pillar and binding her tightly. Finally, feeling this wasn't enough, he raised Wenwen's body slightly, so that she could only support herself on her toes. His body. Finally, he placed monitors under Wenwen's feet, in front of her toes, and on shelves in front of and to her sides, also with monitors. This way, even without seeing Wenwen, he could know her expressions and every move. Most importantly, he could see Wenwen's snow-white feet at any time. Before leaving, he told Wenwen that

he would come back every day to bring her food, and every night he would escort her to bathe and relieve herself. Then he left.

Wenwen looked at the cellar and could only feel… She was enveloped in cold and fear. All the lights in the room shone on Wenwen's body, making the surroundings seem very dark, and she couldn't see anything. She only felt that the cellar was very spacious. The cellar was very quiet; she could even hear her own breathing. Wenwen watched for a while and then fell asleep.

Back in the room, Chen Wei turned on the monitor. It wasn't large, only about ten inches in size, but it could view Wenwen's entire body in C-length. It could also zoom in on a specific spot for close observation. Chen Wei usually focused on Wenwen's face and feet. Seeing Wenwen's face in a pitiful pose, and watching her toes twitch, excited Chen Wei. And so, Wenwen lived a life of imprisonment and observation, like a female specimen.

Wenwen didn't know what her fate would be.

At this point in the story, I don't know if we should sentence our beautiful protagonist, Wenwen, to death, but her life was truly miserable. Perhaps death would be better. I've thought about this for many nights, and I still don't know how the story should continue. It's good to continue writing like this.

On a hot summer evening, Chen Wei had already bathed Wenwen, given her dinner, and made her relieve herself before tying her up and taking her back to the cellar. Chen Wei returned to his room and turned on the monitor; he was ready to watch Wenwen suffer from itching. Because when he tied Wenwen up and took her back to the cellar, he had deliberately applied insect-attracting powder to her hands, feet, neck, face, genitals, and breasts, but Wenwen was unaware that she was already Chen's... Chen Wei's

experiment. It was almost midnight, and Chen Wei knew the show was about to begin. He brought out some alcohol and cigarettes, drinking and admiring his masterpiece. Soon, movement began throughout the room; some disgusting cockroaches started crawling towards Wenwen's body. Some climbed up the pillar, others crawled up Wenwen's feet. Chen Wei deliberately spread Wenwen's feet wide open so he could observe and savor them closely. There were seven or eight cockroaches on Wenwen's toes, using their forelegs...

Wenwen's feet reached upwards, seemingly trying to climb. Her ten toes stretched out, swinging up and down as if trying to shake the cockroaches off. But there were too many; several had already climbed onto her ankles and were still trying to climb higher. If Wenwen's ankles and legs hadn't been firmly bound, I think those cockroaches would have had a real hard time climbing up her legs and feet. However, Wenwen's toes did manage to shake off many cockroaches. Under her left big toe, there was a cockroach half-dead, desperately trying to struggle free, but Wenwen wouldn't lift her toe to let it go. Seeing this, Chen Wei took a sip of his drink and exclaimed, "Truly ten useful toes!" Watching Wenwen's toes constantly curl up and then suddenly stretch out, Chen Wei's large penis really couldn't resist; he also wanted to become a cockroach and taste Wenwen's jade feet! After an unknown amount of time, Wenwen's toes stopped struggling. They began to stick together, allowing the cockroaches to climb and taste them. Chen Wei sensed something was wrong, so he zoomed out to look at her entire body. The cockroaches that had been climbing the pillar had all reached their designated spot. Hundreds of those wretched cockroaches were crawling all over Wenwen's neck, breasts, and hands. They were indulging their teeth, savoring the scent of Wenwen's body. Even the cockroaches crawling on Wenwen's vagina had started to eat it. Chen Wei turned his gaze to Wenwen's

face; she was clenching her teeth, struggling in pain. But the ropes were tied too tightly, and she couldn't struggle at all. She could only endure the cockroach invasion. Wenwen's eyes were tightly closed, her head tilted high to the side, and beads of sweat covered her face. Chen Wei then shifted his gaze to Wenwen's feet; many more cockroaches were still climbing up, some already feasting on her. They had bitten Wenwen's feet until they were red and raw, but Wenwen's feet remained tightly pressed together, preventing the cockroaches from running rampant. Soon, the floor of the room was swarming with hundreds, even thousands, of cockroaches. But upon closer inspection, they weren't all cockroaches; there were also centipedes, scorpions, and other creatures. There were even some I didn't recognize. These insects kept crawling onto Wenwen's body, finally settling on the areas where the powder had been applied. Several hours passed, and Chen Wei finished his drink. On the monitor, many of the insects on Wenwen's body had eaten their fill and left. Chen Wei then went into the cellar, took the unconscious Wenwen down, carried her into the bedroom, and applied some medicine to her body. Wenwen's body was covered in wounds, especially the areas where the powder had been applied, which were particularly bad. While still unconscious, Wenwen kept muttering, "Chen Wei, save me, save me~~ There are so many cockroaches~" Chen Wei told the unconscious Wenwen, "It's okay, they won't hurt you, they won't bite you to death. They're just torturing you a little. If you weren't my wife, I would have covered you in the powder and let them bite you to death. But I can't bring myself to do it." After applying the powder, Chen Wei told Wenwen to rest in bed for two days. Because of the insect bites, she would recover in a day after applying the powder, although there were quite a few bites. Chen Wei needed Wenwen to regain her strength before he could torture her again. It wouldn't be fun if she was half-dead. After Wenwen was completely recovered, Chen Wei tied her up and took her back to the cellar. Chen Wei thought his work was excellent, and sometimes when he was in a good mood, he would invite his brothers, his underworld associates, and some prostitutes to his house to sit together. Chen Wei had already applied the powder to several parts of Wenwen's body. They sat together, enjoying the sight of Wenwen being bitten by cockroaches.

The henchmen, eager to flatter their boss, began offering their opinions. Some said, "Boss, you're really something, you have a real knack for dealing with women." Others said, "Boss, you're really capable, finding such a good female prisoner to entertain us." Those of similar seniority to Chen Wei, however, said different things. They shared their experiences of torturing women with Chen Wei. They exchanged their experiences. Some said, "This isn't exciting enough. We should electrify her whole body; the cockroaches will die, and the woman will feel great, but not necessarily die." Others said, "We should decorate it up, nail her feet to the ground so the cockroaches will crawl up quickly; this is too slow!" "They all had different opinions. But no one knew that the woman in the picture was Chen Wei's wife, no one knew that the person being abused in the picture was right under their feet. No one knew it was a live performance. The prostitutes, however, were somewhat terrified and vowed to leave the city immediately after tonight, far away from these sadists. After all

the customers left, Chen Wei could only go back to the cellar to take the actress Wenwen back to her room for a proper treatment.

Another year was coming to an end, and Chen Wei could no longer leave Wenwen in the cellar, because it would be even colder there in winter, and Wenwen would freeze to death. He also wanted to take Wenwen with him..." Wenwen went out to have a good time for a few days. He took Wenwen to his city in Northeast China, where he had a villa. It was built on a mountain, and it was unclear whether it was built after Wenwen came into his life or before he met her. He and Wenwen lived there for a long time, actually to prepare for their escape. The police had already taken notice of him and started investigating his accounts. A gangster must be prepared to flee every day. He brought Wenwen to Northeast China partly for their escape and sightseeing, but mainly to take advantage of the natural conditions there to torment Wenwen. One day after breakfast, Chen Wei wanted to take Wenwen hiking. The mountains were

beautiful, just like in the poems. The heavy snow of the past few days had blanketed the ground up to knee-deep. Chen Wei saw this as a good opportunity and dressed Wenwen in a down jacket, jeans, and leather boots. She looked a little silly, and Wenwen, like a child, asked Chen Wei to dress her. Actually, she wasn't wearing anything underneath; under the down jacket were two white breasts, under the jeans were her genitals, and under the boots were her bare feet. At home, he... He tied Wenwen up with ropes because he was afraid she would run away. Wenwen had already had enough of his abuse. Once outside, he simply handcuffed her hands behind her back. They climbed up the mountain early in the morning, reaching the summit around 8 a.m. The air there was so fresh,

so much better than the smog-filled city. They sat on a hilltop; this was just a small patch of land halfway up the mountain. Further up, there were endless mountains to climb. They were both exhausted, especially Wenwen, who was drenched in sweat after climbing with her hands cuffed behind her back.

After resting for a while, Chen Wei told Wenwen to take off all her clothes; he was going to start working. Although Wenwen was very cold, her body felt like it wasn't her own anymore. She took off her few remaining pieces of clothing one by one until she stood barefoot in the thick, leg-deep snow, shivering uncontrollably from the cold. Chen Wei was already prepared. He took a shovel from his travel bag, cleared the snow from under a large tree, and told Wenwen to stand there. Then, he bound her tightly from head to toe, suspending her from the tree so that her feet were about 10 centimeters off the ground. He told Wenwen to call him "good husband" and "save me." Because of the cold and being suspended by her feet, Wenwen was in great pain and cold all over. "Good husband, put me down. Let me put my feet on the ground. Hanging here is so uncomfortable!" Chen Wei leered. "Okay, I'll help you, make it easier for you." He then used a shovel to spread snow under Wenwen's feet. Soon, Wenwen's feet were able to step on a thick layer of snow. Although her feet were cold, her body felt comfortable, no longer hanging. She said to Chen Wei, "You're such a good husband." Chen Wei said, "How about I torture you?" Saying this, he found a dead branch nearby and began whipping Wenwen's buttocks and breasts, making her moan and groan in a rather lewd manner. Because Wenwen's feet were warm, the snow soon began to melt and shrink, forcing Wenwen to support her body only on her toes again. Wenwen, her voice trembling, pleaded, "Honey, please put some more snow under my feet! All the snow has melted. These are your favorite feet! You won't feel bad seeing them like this, will you?" Chen Wei, ever obedient, immediately added another layer of snow to Wenwen's feet. (Sigh~ Wenwen's been tormented by Chen Wei, and she's really become a bit lewd. This isn't like her at all. It seems that prolonged humiliation can change a person.) Chen Wei, while slapping Wenwen's buttocks and breasts, enjoyed watching her wanton and lewd behavior. The more he looked, the more he wanted to torment her. He put Wenwen down and carried her to a flat area he had already dug, where there was no snow, only a thin layer of ice. Wenwen, bound and barefoot, stood on it. Chen Wei then used a shovel to sprinkle snow onto Wenwen's feet, stomping on it forcefully each time to make it more compact. To make matters worse, Wenwen's lower body was soon completely covered in snow. Chen Wei didn't stop, continuing to cover Wenwen's upper body, leaving only her face and hair exposed. He combed Wenwen's hair and put a little flower hat on her, making her look quite cute. He took several pictures of Wenwen with his camera, but Wenwen just wouldn't be happy. (You could try it yourself, being tied to a snowdrift and dressed up as a clown, would you laugh?) Helpless, Chen Wei could only take a few pictures. He told Wenwen that these photos would soon be very memorable, and Wenwen panicked, "What? Are you going to kill me?" Chen Wei said dejectedly, "How could I bear to kill you?" Chen Wei took out his lunch and fed the snow-covered Wenwen spoonful by spoonful. He slowly told her about his difficulties.

It turned out that a leader in the border region knew about Wenwen's abuse in the cellar, and that leader had heard from others how beautiful and wonderful every part of Wenwen's body was. He harbored the desire to possess Wenwen. He had also seen the video Chen Wei had given him of Wenwen being tortured by cockroaches in the cellar, and he insisted that Chen Wei hand Wenwen over to him. He threatened to ruin Chen Wei's company and bring him a terrible death if he didn't. Chen Wei was terrified, knowing his power was inferior. He knew the boss was a sadist, and countless young, beautiful girls had died under his torture. Chen Wei was truly afraid Wenwen would fall into his hands, and he couldn't bear to imagine the extreme abuse she would suffer. Chen Wei knelt before Wenwen in front of the snowman.

Wenwen didn't blame Chen Wei; blaming him was useless. She was someone else's chosen one, so she had no choice but to accept her fate. She asked Chen Wei when he would send her, and also wanted to know how much longer she had to live. Chen Wei said, "That boss has a habit of washing every girl he sends over and then putting her in a very fancy box. He turns them into decorative 'works of art.' The box that was made specifically for you is still on its way and should arrive by tomorrow at the latest. So I'm going to lose you tomorrow, and I'm so sad and regretful." Wenwen looked up at the sky, which was azure. But in Wenwen's eyes, it was dark.

That night, when they got home, Chen Wei didn't tie Wenwen up. He just held her in his arms and kissed her beautiful body. Chen Wei prepared a table full of delicious food, intending to have their last supper together. Just as they were about to eat, they heard the sound of a helicopter in the sky. Chen Wei exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no, they've come to pick you up!" He rushed out to greet them. Seven people entered, one of whom was clearly the leader. He asked, "Where is she?" Chen Wei pointed at Wenwen. The leader looked Wenwen up and down and said, "She's definitely different. Boss has a good eye. Alright, get ready to pack her up." Two men then lifted Wenwen up. Chen Wei hurriedly said, "Brother, she's my wife. I made her favorite dishes today, so let her eat before she leaves." The leader considered it for a moment and finally allowed Wenwen to have one last meal at home. Wenwen sat at the table, with two bodyguards closely watching her, fearing she might commit suicide and cause problems. Tears welled in Wenwen's eyes as she ate the dinner Chen Wei had prepared for her. After she finished eating, the two bodyguards stripped Wenwen naked and dragged her into the bathroom, carefully washing every part of her body. The four men carried a long wooden crate from the plane. It looked like a coffin but was much smaller, about the size of a clock. The narrow, short, and thin crate was carried into the room. The four bodyguards unlocked several padlocks on the side of the crate and then removed the lid. He inspected the box's components himself. A moment later, Wenwen was cleaned and carried out. A man told her to stand in a very clean place and began packing her up. First, he tied Wenwen's hands behind her back with red rope, then tied her breasts with another red rope. After tying them up, he hung many floral ribbons in front of Wenwen's breasts as decoration. Then, he used double-sided tape to attach a small cardboard sign below Wenwen's navel, which read "Xia Jingwen, 24 years old, Level 1, Collectible," making Wenwen feel like she was some kind of merchandise. Next, he gagged Wenwen with a red cloth and blindfolded her with another red cloth. Then they began decorating Wenwen's genitals, inserting two floral ribbons into her vagina and placing them on her labia, securing them with double-sided tape. They then used three thin red ropes to tightly bind Wenwen's thighs, calves, and ankles together. Finally, they tied Wenwen's two big toes with thin red rope. After that, they could pack her into the box. Two men, one lifting Wenwen's shoulders and the other her legs, placed her flat in the box. This box had a concave design, custom-made for Wenwen's measurements; once she lay down, the edges of the concave secured her body, making it difficult for her to get up without help. The four men nearby immediately took final precautions. One man arranged Wenwen's hair and then used a red leather strap that came with the box to tie around her neck. They then took another white leather strap and

firmly secured her breasts in the box. The next few men did the same, finally tying Wenwen's lower abdomen, thighs, calves, and ankles together. Finally, they threaded the remaining rope used to tie Wenwen's big toes through a hole at the bottom of the wooden box, tightening it to make her feet taut. Finally, the four men checked one last time to make sure everything was in order. Then they closed the wooden crate, locked it with a padlock, and lifted it onto the plane. The plane took off. Chen Wei's eyes seemed to be getting a little wet; after all, his wife was about to leave him and be tortured to death. He truly felt terrible. (The
End)

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