They embarked on the path to a life of sex slavery.

(1)

In September, Harbin was already chilly. There were few pedestrians on the streets. A flock of migratory birds preparing to migrate south chased their last moments of joy in the
azure sky above the city. The sunlight slanted
in from afar, all conveying the message of autumn. After the pain of the last time, Ping (let's just call her
Ping for short) had completely lost faith in her marriage. The man she once deeply loved and trusted had become a gambler and a womanizer after deceiving her
feelings . He spent his days having affairs with other women and usually came home drunk.
He would beat her at the slightest provocation. That time, her husband came home drunk again. Ping angered him by talking about the cost of their 3-year-old son's kindergarten
fees, and his fists rained down on the unfortunate woman. This time, she
didn't shed any tears. Her disappointment in the man before her had turned to despair, and she decided to leave him…

A few days later, Ping finally broke up with him. At the breakup, he said he felt terrible for his family,
for himself, and for his child. Ping said nothing. Afterward, she entrusted her son to her mother and decided to go to
a friend's house in the south to clear her head.

“Miss, need a ticket?” Several ticket scalpers were trying to sell Ping tickets, their faces showing malicious grins.
Judging solely from Ping's appearance, no one would guess she had ever been married and had children. Her
round bright eyes, long eyelashes, and full lips always tempted one to kiss her.
She had shoulder-length hair, a petite but beautiful figure, and marriage had given her a unique charm, especially her breasts,
which filled her blouse completely. Her buttocks were round and firm, her waist slender, her legs graceful, and her white feet were painted with red
nail polish. She wore white high-heeled strappy sandals—truly a delicate beauty.

"Miss, we have tickets! Double seats! Don't wait!" Ticket scalpers buzzed around Ping like flies.
"Miss, are you alone? Do you want me to help you with your luggage? We offer full service, hehe." Ping glared
at the scalper and walked towards the ticket window. "Don't line up, everyone! Tickets for the next two days are sold out! Don't
line up! Don't line up!" the ticket seller shouted loudly. " What bad luck! This is bad luck right after I left home," Ping thought dejectedly
.

"Girl, where are you going? I have a car." Ping looked up at the voice and saw a
woman smiling and asking, "Going there? Who are you?" "Girl, don't be afraid. We're just people. We're
delivering some goods to Harbin and are heading home now. We'd like to pick up some passengers along the way to earn some extra money. Just give us whatever you think is fair; it's free
money." "But..." "No buts, girl, get in the car quickly. The sooner we leave, the sooner we'll get there." Ping
looked at the still crowded ticket window and thought, "I can't buy a ticket anyway, and she doesn't seem like a bad person. I might as well
go .

" The woman told Ping that her name was Yun, and that she had been laid off two years ago. She and her husband had started a transportation company, and although
it was hard work , they were doing quite well. As they spoke, they arrived at a large canvas-covered truck. Inside sat a
lean man, presumably Yun's husband.

“Anzi, this girl is going the same way.” “Okay, get in!” Anzi said, jumping off the truck.
“Girl, come on, let’s go to the back.” Ping thought to herself, “They’re not going to make me sit in the back of the truck, are they?” Yun seemed
to see through Ping’s thoughts and quickly said, “Girl, this truck isn’t as comfortable as a bus, but it’s spacious enough
. Just make do, we’ll be there soon.” Ping thought to herself, “Well, I’m already here, it’s better than waiting another two days, I’ll just have to make do.”

The truck bed was covered by a large canvas awning, with iron railings and doors inside. Yun led Ping into the truck bed,
saying, “Girl, it’s not easy for you to be out there all alone, so I’ll sit here with you, we can
chat.” The truck started moving, and Ping looked around the truck bed. It was very large, with many
large boxes piled up near the driver’s cab, like cargo, taking up nearly half of the truck bed’s area. Because of the canvas awning, the truck bed was very dark, and
it was almost impossible to see what was inside the boxes. Yun kept recounting the hardships and grievances she had endured in starting her business
, and Ping listened, eventually falling asleep.

After some time, the bus seemed to stop, and Ping was jolted awake by the bumpy ride. Yun was no longer in the bus
; where had she gone? Just then, the canvas door of the bus opened, revealing complete darkness outside—
it was probably nighttime. Two men boarded the bus. Ping had a bad feeling; she jumped
up
. Before she could speak, one of the men rushed forward, grabbed her arms from behind, and shouted, "What are you doing? Who are you?" "Help! Help! Ugh... ugh... ugh...
" Hearing her cries, the other man forcefully shoved a towel into Ping's mouth. Ping felt
the towel was already up to her throat, and a wave of nausea washed over her, but with her mouth stuffed
full, she couldn't vomit anything. After the towel was stuffed in, her head
was wrapped seven or eight times, making it impossible for her to vomit. Then, a rope was draped from behind her neck
to her chest, down her armpits, and around her upper and lower arms several times before tightly binding her wrists behind her back. Suddenly, the rope binding her wrists was pulled upwards, and Ping's hands
were abruptly lifted behind her back. With her hands suspended high behind her back, Ping could only try to push up her round, full
breasts to relieve the pressure of the rope. "Who are they? Have I been kidnapped?" Ping
kept thinking about this while being tied up.

At this moment, Ping vaguely heard someone speaking from below the car: "This price is absolutely unacceptable. This girl is so pretty, a
real gem. We finally got her..." The voice sounded like Yun. At that moment, Ping suddenly
realized she had encountered human traffickers. Frustrated and angry, she let out desperate groans, twisting
her upper body, which was bound tightly. "Don't fucking move, or I'll beat you!" a man said viciously.
Tears streaming down Ping's face, she looked up at the man, her eyes filled with pleading. She begged them to have mercy and
release her, but they paid no heed to the feelings of their prized possession.

After a while, perhaps the deal outside had been successfully completed, the men in the car helped Ping out. In the instant she
stepped off the car , Ping saw Yun, whose eyes instantly averted from Ping's angry gaze.
Outside the car was another man, who looked to be in his thirties. He wasn't as strong as the two men in the car, but he was still quite muscular.
A clear three-inch-long scar ran down his face, and his small, squinty eyes were chilling to behold. They...
After being pulled from the car, it drove away and disappeared into the dark night. Ping was supported by two men,
one on each side , and led towards a small path, with Scarface following behind. Only then did Ping begin to notice her surroundings.
It seemed to be near a mountain village; there wasn't a single light in sight, and the shadows of mountains could be vaguely seen in the distance.
A narrow dirt road meandered along, its destination unknown. Not far behind her
was from which she had been escorted down a steep slope.Thinking of this, Ping was so anxious that tears were about to flow again.

"Brother, I don't think we need to bring this. We still have a long way to go. How
long ?" "It's still better than losing her. Stop talking nonsense and put it on her quickly."
Scarface urged his companion to hurry up and get to work. There were two dull metallic clicks as the shackles were firmly fastened
to Ping's ankles. Ping knew that there was no chance of escape and that she could only be at the mercy of these vicious men
. She might never see her beloved son and kind mother again in this life. Tears streamed down her face.

Under the cover of night, four figures moved slowly into the distance along the mountain path. Ping was supported by two men,
dragging the heavy shackles, staggering forward. Her calves ached so much they felt like they weren't even
part had already rubbed the skin off her ankles, revealing raw, red flesh that was excruciatingly painful.
The human traffickers were truly ruthless; they used such cruel methods on such a vulnerable woman. Ping truly regretted
trying to escape earlier, which had led to even more severe restraints.

"Ugh...ugh, ugh..." Ping couldn't bear it any longer. She'd rather die than endure
this torture any longer. "Brother, this girl seems to want to talk." "Ignore her, let's get going." Scarface ignored Ping's
signal . "Ugh...ugh..." Ping groaned as she struggled desperately. "Damn it, this girl is really restless.
Take the towel out of her mouth, let's see what this bitch wants to do?" Scarface finally lost his patience with Ping.

"Ugh...oh..." As soon as the towel was pulled out, Ping couldn't help but vomit. "Brothers, I beg
you , I won't run anymore. Please take the chains off my feet, I can't take it anymore. I won't scream,
and please stop gagging me with the towel, I can barely breathe." Ping pleaded with Scarface and
his gang .

"Girl, to tell you the truth, we don't have the key to these shackles. We can only open them when we get to the buyer.
Just bear with it, it's your own fault for being so disobedient. As for your mouth, we'll deal with that when we get into the mountains at dawn. Gag her."
Before Ping could respond, the towel was shoved back into her mouth, and several more layers of tape were wrapped around it. Ping twisted
her voluptuous body, bound by the ropes, and whimpered in strong protest. "Damn it, you're
really stubborn. You won't learn your lesson until we tighten the skin on you. Come on, hang her up." Scarface
said viciously.

Several men quickly dragged Ping to a large tree by the roadside. Scarface pulled out a rope, looped one end around a
branch as thick as a bowl, and tied the other end to the point where the rope crossed on Ping's back, securing it with a knot. Ping felt a tightening on her back, an
upward force pulling her up. Due to her weight, the rope dug deeply into her flesh,
tightening more and more, making it hard for her to breathe. Her body was rising little by little, and Ping tried desperately
to reach the ground with her toes, but she was only getting further and further away. Ping was now suspended in mid-air, her head
drooping limply on her chest, her beautiful hair cascading down her sides, her delicate feet struggling helplessly in the air. The weight of her body combined with the weight of
the shackles made Ping's expression one of extreme pain.

Scarface, holding a leather belt, stood beneath Ping, gleefully touching the rope binding her. Suddenly,
he swung the belt, striking Ping hard. "Ugh... Ah!" Ping groaned loudly, raising her head. The
belt continued to strike her thighs, buttocks, and breasts—the most sensitive parts of a woman's body.
Beads of sweat covered her forehead, and her groans gradually turned into whimpers through her nose. Due to
the pain, Ping lost control of her bladder, urine dripping down her thighs and soaking a large patch of yellow earth.

Scarface and his companions, exhausted from their beating, sat down and smoked. "Brother, we're not far from the mountain pass
. Once we're in the mountains, no one will find us. When we get to Shi Lao Er's place, aren't you going to give this chick a good beating?
Hahahaha ." "Hehe, after I'm done, you two brothers will get a share," Scarface said to his companion. It turned out
that Shi Lao Er was their accomplice, living deep in the mountains. His place served as a transit point for their woman trafficking.
They bring the kidnapped women to Shi Lao Er's house, where they would wait for buyers to arrive and complete the transaction. The buyers
would then transport the women away from there. When trafficking women, traffickers would always abuse them, partly
to satisfy their own lust, and partly to completely break down the women's psychological defenses, making them completely at their mercy.
几个人蹿上岸，把萍带到水塘边，用刀子割掉了她的衣服。一个全身赤裸，被麻
绳和镣铐捆绑着的美女呈现在了眼前，萍赤身裸体地站在三个男人面前，任由他
们淫秽的目光上下打量，羞辱得无地自容。刀疤一把将她抱了起来，走进了水塘，
手在她的乳房、蜜穴里不停地搓揉。“呜……恩”萍呻吟了起来，不知不觉下身
竟流出了蜜水。麻绳因为受水的浸泡，一下子收紧了不少，萍一点都挣扎不得。
刀疤就势把阳具插进了萍的私处，在水中大力地抽插了起来，岸上的家伙看着他
抱着那女人在水中一起一落地快活了起来，心中早已痒得受不了了，纷纷握住了
自己的老二开始自慰。刀疤见了，嘿嘿一笑，把萍放在了岸边，对着她的脸握着
阳具上下搓动，一股粘稠的精液喷射在萍的脸上，那两个家伙也不甘示弱，前后
也将精液射在萍的嘴上、眼睛上。

折腾够了，刀疤他们歪歪斜斜躺在石头上打起了午酣，萍躺在岸边的石头上，
寻思着怎样逃跑，眼下的机会难得，刀疤他们走了一夜，一个个累得筋疲力尽，
趁他们现在刚睡着，此时不跑，更待何时。想到这里，萍悄悄挪动了一下身体以
做试探，“哗啦，”一声镣铐碰撞地面的声响吓了萍一大跳，不过那几个人好象
丝毫没有察觉，可能是瀑布飞溅的水声帮她掩饰了不少动静的缘故。

萍的胆子大了起来，她开始尝试从地上坐起来，首先她必须趴在地上，然后
让膝盖和头着力，使自己能跪起来，这期间还要尽量保持不让脚镣发出太大的声
响。经过几次努力，她成功的跪了起来，剩下的就是站起来悄悄地走出去了，萍
几乎不敢呼吸了，她慢慢地站了起来，一点一点向外面挪动着脚，“当啷”脚镣
响亮地碰到了一块突出的岩石，萍感觉心快从嗓子眼里跳了出来，呆呆地立在了
那里。

刀疤他们睡得很死，没有被响声吵醒，也许他们认为在这样的地方，一个被
束缚着的女子是无法逃出去的吧。萍站了半晌，确信他们没有察觉后，一点一点
地向树林挪去，终于，她慢慢远离了他们的视野，可以大胆地向前走去。

脚镣死沉死沉，脚腕疼得难以忍受，萍一瘸一拐地拼命向前走着，能够得到
这样的机会，再大的痛苦又算得了甚麽。由于紧张，萍感到脚下被甚麽东西绊了
一下，紧接着整个人向前扑了过去，摔在了地上，原来是一段枯枝缠住了脚镣，
费了半天劲才把脚镣从树枝上弄下来。萍打算把捆住手臂的麻绳和堵在嘴里的毛
巾弄出来，她找到一块岩石，背靠着它开始磨绳子，可是刚刚被泡过水的绳子又
紧又滑，磨了半天也没见效果。手腕被勒出了血道，疼得钻心。萍心急如焚，这
样下去，还没跑多远就会被发现追上，那可就真的完了。正在这时，远处传来了
簌簌地脚步声，萍惊得差点晕了过去，刀疤他们已经追上来了。

还未来得及仔细想，萍就已经看见不远处树林中人头攒动地向这个方向跑来。
“他们来的可真快”萍心想。眼下跑是不可能了，藏？又没有能够完全隐蔽的地
方可以藏身。也管不了这幺多了，萍就势滚到了草丛中，全身趴在了地上，大气
也不敢喘一喘。刚刚藏好，刀疤他们就从眼前跑了过去。好悬！差一点就要被抓
住了，萍暗自庆幸。

可脚步声过去没多远就停了下来，萍刚刚松弛下来的神经又一下子紧绷了起
来，难道他们发现我了？透过草丛，萍看到那几个人在低头看着甚麽……………

刀疤果然是个狡猾的人贩子，他顺着萍在地上留下的脚印一路追来，到了这
里，脚印没有了，这说明她就在附近。因为萍穿的是高跟鞋，在这样松软的土地
上留下的痕迹很容易辨认。萍绝望地闭紧了眼睛，此时的命运只有由上天来安排
了。刀疤他们也很快就发现了草丛背后捆绑在那里的萍。“哈哈哈哈！老天真是
他妈的心疼咱们兄弟，没有让到手的肥鹅飞掉，兄弟们！把这个贱货给我拖出来！”
二个男人过去一左一右把萍从草丛里架到了刀疤面前，“啪、啪……”刀疤用力
抽打着萍的脸庞，“你个臭婊子，我叫你跑！”刀疤一边骂一边不停手地抽打着
萍。

“这婊子真他妈的够野啊，五花大绑戴着脚镣还不塌实”一个同伴说道。萍
倔强地抬起头，怒视着眼前的人贩子，虽然嘴里发不出声音，但是她还是呜呜地
表示着自己的不屈服和抗议。刀疤此时心中感到眼前的这个女人可不象以往那些
畏惧暴力、无比顺从的被卖女，她有思想，还有胆量。如果不严加看管，早晚必
受其害。想到这里，刀疤停止了抽打，让二个同伴带着她继续赶路，为防意外，
刀疤让同伴把萍驷马攒蹄捆好，找了个粗木棍，从萍背后和脚上的绳子穿过去，
然后抬着她走。萍整个身体反弓着被吊在一根木棍上，痛苦异常，两只肩胛骨向
后向上高高撅起，手腕和脚碗撕裂般火辣辣的疼。由于身体反弓加上嘴里还塞着
毛巾，萍感到一种从未有过的窒息，喘不过气来，走了没多远，豆大的汗珠子顺
着双颊滴答滴答留到了地上。更可气的是后面那个抬她的家伙手还不老实，时不
时地抚摩几下她光滑的大腿和嫩足。山路崎岖，萍的身体在空中上下颠簸、左摇
右摆，每一次摇摆都会带来巨大的痛苦，萍忽然感到下面一热，一股热流穿透了
丝袜顺着大腿根流了出来，小便失禁了。这可把后面那个家伙乐坏了“快看呀！
这骚娘们尿了！流了一地，哈哈！”“应该在她的逼上上把锁，省得她乱撒尿”
前面的家伙说。萍想到自己被人像抬畜生一样的吊在棍子上，还遭到了如此嘲笑，
屈辱的泪水再也控制不住，顺着双颊留了下来，落在了路边的花瓣上。

正在走时，刀疤突然停下了脚步。“怎麽不走了？大哥？”“前面好象有人。”从装束上看，像是进山打猎的。“两位是来搞山货的？”刀疤笑咪咪地说。“是
啊，这季节正是好时候，山货比较多，几位是？呦！这姑娘是？？”“咳！别提
了，她是我亲妹子，逃婚！刚被我们抓到，不愿跟我们回去，寻死觅活的，不这
样绑着制不住她，爹妈在家都快急疯了！”刀疤回道。“哎！这姑娘也够可怜的，”
“没法子啊，山里人嫁闺女的聘礼能养活一家人，如今人家的聘礼收了，人跑了
咋交代啊。”“哎！你们也不容易啊，行了，你们还是赶紧赶路吧。”萍听到这
些，拼命地挣扎着，呜呜地呻吟着，希望眼前这两个猎人能识破人贩子的诡计救
自己出去，可一切都是徒劳，她只能眼睁睁看着希望从面前渐渐消失，而毫无为
力。

将近傍晚的时候，他们来到了密林深处的一间老房子前，刀疤止住同伴，只
身一人进了屋，半袋烟的工夫，同两个人一起走了出来，一人是一位老者，相貌
丑陋，微有驼背、镶一嘴金牙，另一男子满脸横肉，身材高大魁梧。刀疤很尊敬
这位老者，据说此人原先是山里的胡子，姓袁，人称袁金牙，生性残忍狡诈，曾
经称霸一方，打一手好枪，当年剿匪时，死在他枪下的解放军官兵就有不少，其
中还不乏历经了几次大战役的战斗英雄。这之后被政府通缉多年在逃，无处藏身，
只好躲进了这深山老林，干起了贩卖妇女的勾当，旁边的大个子是他当年和城里
一个很有名气的窑姐所生，从他满脸的横肉和阴险的目光可以看出此人的凶残也
绝不在其父之下。因为这里地形复杂，人迹罕见，所以多年以来，父子俩的人口
生意越做越好，慢慢竟变成了中国向境外输出妓女和性奴隶的主要来源地。绑来
这里的姑娘，大部分被转卖到俄罗斯海参威的妓院充当妓女，也有东欧一些地方
的妓院老板来这里挑选上好的货色，然后这些女人要被展转几个国家长途贩卖，
最远的曾经被卖到了巴拿马的妓院或者是埃塞俄比亚的性奴隶市场，经过这幺多
人倒手，最后的价格也是不菲的。

袁金牙看着吊在木棍上早已筋疲力尽的萍，对刀疤说：“这妞你想卖多少钱？”
“哦！呵呵！价钱好说，价钱好说，就是不知您老看得上不？”“你小子少他妈
来这套，3000块，你把人放这，否则就走人。”“老太爷！您高抬贵手，我们哥
几个这一路不容易啊，中间还差点让这婊子给跑了！这妞盘子亮，我们收她的价
也不止您这些个呀。”“4000块，一口价，我他妈做一次好人，多那1000你们兄
弟去喝酒吧。再给我还价，我可要翻脸啦！”刀疤听罢连忙点头答应，4000块成
交了。袁金牙心中窃喜，其实他明白：就眼前这块肥嫩的肉，能好好敲上毛子一
笔，所得的价钱又何止4000？

萍迷迷糊糊觉得被人从木棍上放了下来，身上的绳子和脚镣也被解开了，2
只胳膊像折了一样无力地垂在两侧，已经不听使唤了，这可是她2 天一夜以来第
一次被松开束缚感受手脚的自由。但是马上大个子走了过来，手里提着一副厚重
的镣铐，镣铐很奇特，首先是套在脖子上的金属圈，在卡嚓一声锁死后一条铁链
连着一副大约15毫米厚的手铐将萍的双手锁死，手铐下面的铁链连着脚镣，脚镣
也很厚重，两脚间的铁链粗厚沉重，但不长，有30厘米左右。大个子一边给萍锁
上镣铐，一边对身边的刀疤说这副镣铐是在俄罗斯定做的，材料经过了特殊的处
理，钢挫和电锯打磨根本就无法打开这种镣铐，唯一的办法就是用钥匙，另外还
有一种时间限定的功能，通过脖子上的项圈设定镣铐自动打开的时间，在这以前，
即便用钥匙，也无法打开镣铐。一般他们在给被卖女锁上这种镣铐时都采用时间
设定的方式，这样比较安全。时间可长可短，最长可设定五年。说罢，他将萍的
时间设定到一年，锁死了开关。

萍无力地抬起手，抚弄了一下凌乱的发际，镣铐发出清脆的金属撞击声，随
即，大个子推搡着她向屋里走去，而袁金牙和刀疤在一边忙着点钱算帐。进了屋
子，发现里面很大，正堂两边各有间房，转过正堂后面还有一间，像是储藏室，
大个子挪开屋子内的一个柜子，在墙上扳动了一下，忽然只见墙上打开了一扇石
门，原来这里面还有密室！萍被大个子推进石门，进石门后是向下的台阶，然后
拐弯进入走廊，走廊尽头一扇厚铁门紧紧锁着，里面泛着微弱的灯光。打开铁门
后是一个大房间，房间被铁栅栏分成了四五个囚室，中间是过道，大个子打开其
中一个囚室，把萍推了进去，返身锁上门，走了。随着门锁卡嚓卡嚓的落响，一
切又恢复了寂静。萍恐惧地蜷缩在牢笼的一角，心中的噩梦在不断延续……

四周一片寂静，除了萍偶尔动动身子，镣铐发出的金属撞击声，就再也没有
任何声音了。萍的思绪在寂静中飘得很远，她想起了在家的时光，想起了孩子、
母亲甚至是前夫。比起现在的处境，那些过去看似的不幸仿佛也变的充满了人情。
萍开始后悔自己的倔强和冲动，如果换做一个温顺的女人，也许现在还在过着虽
有烦恼但还平静的清淡生活。那也要比成为别人的一件物品，任由发落强得多。
现在这个样子，生还不如死。想到这里，萍留下了绝望的眼泪。

（2）

经历了一路的痛楚折磨，萍不知不觉地沉沉睡去，直到铁门发出沉重的撞击
声将她惊醒。进来的是大个子，从他脸上不怀好意的坏笑，萍很快意识到下面将
要发生什幺。她出于本能地缩紧了身体，向后面靠去，脸上的表情惊恐无助。

大个子也没有多余的废话，很利索地把萍身上的衣服撕了个精光，只剩下一
个裸露着丰腴侗体、戴着手铐脚镣的女人躺在地上。大个子一把抓住萍的头发，
将她拽起来跪在地上，她那柔软的嘴唇正好对着裤子里涨大的阳具。阳具深深地
插进萍的喉里，在那里放肆地四处游动，令萍感到阵阵的恶心，大个子有些不高
兴，抓住萍头发的手猛然向后下拽了下去，萍的头一下子被动地向后仰去，目视
着阳具从上面深深地插了下来……正在大个子对萍进行蹂躏的时候，铁门的一侧
站着一个人，袁金牙。他无意中看到了眼前的这一幕，又默不做声静悄悄的走开
了。

深夜，袁金牙将睡梦中的萍叫醒，亲自把一副2mm 厚生铁打制的贞k 带锁在
了她的身上，他是不希望眼前这个女人在交易前发生什幺麻烦的事情。

许多个日日夜夜，萍就在这昏暗潮湿的地下牢笼中忍受着痛苦的煎熬，就像
一只被人圈养牲畜，饥饿和寒冷侵袭着全身上下，见到主人手里的硬馒头和稀饭
像看到了一桌子的美味佳肴，拖着镣铐的身体紧紧贴在冰冷的铁栅栏门上用乞求
渴望的眼神望着掌握自己命运的人，什幺尊严、廉耻、女人的矜持、羞涩通通已
不复存在了，暴露出了作为人最简单的需求。萍为了尽快获得食物有时会被要求
摆弄一些淫荡、猥亵的肢体姿势和舞蹈，时间久了居然也能像夜总会的裸舞女郎
那样搞出各式各样勾人魂魄的姿势了，袁金牙真是老到，他已把当初那个倔强、
桀骜的女人训练的服服贴贴、百依百顺了。除此，萍每隔一段时间会被注射一种
药物，据说，这种药物可以长久保持女人肤质具有弹性和光泽，同时可以有效改
善体形，它里面的药物成分会使乳房发育的很丰满，腰间的脂肪向下移动，臀部
的脂肪会进一步变厚，达到丰乳肥臀。泰国和东欧的妓院经常为妓女注射这种药
物以保持她们迷人的身材和漂亮的脸蛋。

一天夜里，萍恍惚中听到一阵碰撞声，一个年轻女子被大个子连推带搡押了
进来，女人上身被麻绳紧紧地绑着，脚上带着一副黑漆漆的脚镣，嘴上一条布带
缠在脑后，里面鼓鼓囊囊，像是塞满了东西。那女人似乎很倔强，不停地在挣扎
和反抗，大个子打开萍对面的牢房，把她拖进去刚要转身缩门，女人从后面向他
撞来，险些将他撞倒。大个子一下被激怒了，他怒不可泄地抓住那女人的头发，
把她拽到屋子中间，掏出一条绳子系在她后背，再穿过屋顶的铁环，用力把她吊
了起来，然后骂骂咧咧地走了。萍这时才来得及仔细打量眼前的这个女人，她看
上去很年轻，身材匀称，凹凸有致，一头长发披散在脸前，遮住了垂在胸前的面
部，及脚腕的连衣长裙使人显得修长，裙子上很多地方都已经褴褛破损，可见一
她们不知到明天自己将会被作为商品运到什幺样的地方去，也不知道等待自己的
将是什幺。屋子里一片寂静，两个人谁也没有说话。过了许久，铁门被打开了，
大个子提着一个大皮包走了进来，他先打开萍的牢门，冲着萍嘿嘿的笑了两声，
说“还真舍不得你呢，心肝。”说完他从包里拿出一个类似于喷枪的东西，只不
过前部是几排密密麻麻的针尖组成的圆圈内有个倒a 字的图案，原来这是一个专
门为妓女或性奴隶打上标识的纹身机，针头组成的图案区分着奴隶所从属的主人。
随着萍的几声惨叫，大个子在她的乳房、臀部打上了印记，并熟练地为她上了一
次性钢制乳环、脐环和阴环。曼也被同样的装扮了一番。

（3）

大个子做完这一切，很满意地走了出去，剩下两个被标上标签等待出售的女
人。被刺过记号的地方火辣辣得疼，穿了环的皮肤立刻肿胀了起来，萍用带着手
铐的手轻轻地抚摩着痛处，试着想把钢环取下，但钢环合上后却没有一丝缝隙，
就像是整体铸造的一样。曼则在一旁不停地抽泣，片刻后，她对着萍说：“萍姐，
我不想被他们卖到国外，我们该怎幺办？你快想想办法啊。”萍看着眼睛哭得略
微红肿的曼，嘴角闪出一丝无奈的微笑，她何尝又希望自己被人卖到遥远的异国
他乡，远离甚至永远的与亲人分别呢，可是，自从被贩卖的那一天起，自己就从
没放弃过逃走的念头，一次次的逃走，一次次地被抓回来，身体自由受到严厉的
限制，手铐、脚镣、铁牢、身上的标记……在这深山老林里，就算跑又能跑多远？
跑到哪里去？自己早已认命了，可是曼还很年轻，她有理想、有前途、这样被毁
了的确令人感到惋惜，每当看到她那双水汪汪、略带天真的大眼睛，萍都会觉得
心疼。作为大姐姐，自己还没有为这个小妹妹做过什幺，哪怕是为她挽挽发际，
萍心里在想：如果将来有机会，一定会尽力帮助她。

这个晚上，姐妹两人谁都没有睡好，寂静的夜晚，牢房里辗转发出的金属镣
铐与地面的撞击声格外刺耳。天亮的时候，强森的人在大个子的带领下，打开牢
门走了进来，这是一群训练有素的打手，个个高大彪悍，凶残的眼神令人望而生
畏。几个人进来后不由分说，分别把萍和曼从牢房里拖了出来，在那幺多男人面
前，两个赤身裸体，镣铐加身的女人既惊恐又羞涩，她们很快被人架着来到了地
面的空场，萍已经很久没有享受过外面的空气和阳光了，她闭着眼睛努力地呼吸
着……外面的温度很冷，好象已经是隆冬了，萍想着自己被关进去的时候还是初
秋，算来也应该有好几个月了，这几个月，不但思想发生了很大的变化，身体也
从原来的柔美、匀称变成了现在的丰腴，一对硕大的奶子在胸前晃来晃去，上下
起伏，奶头上的钢环在阳光下闪着刺眼的光芒，细腰下肥硕的臀让人看了就想去
凌虐。曼也从刚来时的苗条修长变得越发丰满结实，两只奶高高地耸立在胸前，
红润的奶头上还挂着未干的奶水。屋外的空地上，袁金牙正在远处和强森私语，
大个子陪着4 个打手一左一右的架着萍和曼，不远处树林栓着7 、8 匹马，有2
Men were unloading things from the horses. They were carrying heavy wooden crates, each 1 meter long, 60 cm wide
, and 1 meter high. Inside were actually cages made of welded steel bars, allowing a person
to . On one side of the crate was a 10cm square hole for ventilation.

Yuan Jinya used a combination lock to unlock the shackles on the two sisters, but they were immediately
bound tightly behind their backs with cowhide rope by the thugs. Their hands were suspended high behind their backs and additional handcuffs were added. A rope attached to the handcuffs
went directly from their shoulders to the front and was tied to steel rings on their nipples. The cowhide rope tightened the more the person
struggled , especially when wet. The two sisters' already voluptuous bodies were accentuated even more by the tightness
of , almost bursting out of their skin. Their shackles were replaced with 30-pound weights,
fastened with nails. The nailing process caused the two women excruciating pain, tears streaming down their faces. It took three burly men, one wielding a hammer
and the other holding them down, a considerable effort to finally fasten the shackles. Next, they were to be gagged. The gag was a steel ring
that encircled the head and locked behind the head. A hard rubber gag was inserted into the mouth; as the gag was locked,
the gag was fully inserted, and the air valve was opened, inflating the gag to completely fill the mouth without
any gaps, rendering the gagged person unable to make a sound. Finally, Ping and Man were carried into the boxes,
their shackles locked to the steel bars inside. Once the box lid was closed and locked, through the ventilation holes on the side,
a pair of helpless and desperate eyes could be seen weeping behind the steel bars. They had begun their journey into a life of sex slavery.

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