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Yuqing knelt at Zhang Meng's feet, pleading with a sob in her voice.

Zhang Meng, leading 5,000 iron cavalry, attacked the mountain stronghold to avenge his brother. His advance was unstoppable; after only three days, the stronghold was on the verge of collapse and would soon be destroyed by his cavalry. Zhang Meng's brother, Zhang Yue, had perished in the stronghold, and Zhang Meng vowed revenge, determined to raze the stronghold and slaughter its inhabitants. In this critical moment, Yuqing, the daughter of the stronghold's chieftain, stepped forward, carrying the hopes of the entire village, and went alone to Zhang Meng's camp to surrender. She offered her body in exchange for the lives of her people. "

Why should I? Just because you're a mere woman, you think I'll stop attacking and avenge my brother's death? Hah…" Zhang Meng laughed. His eyes, however, were fixed on the woman at his feet, thinking to himself: What a stunning woman! Willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, skin as white as snow; even kneeling, her graceful figure is still faintly visible. He swallowed hard, wishing he could devour the woman whole.

Yu Qing felt Zhang Meng's burning gaze. She knew this prince was a notorious sadist, and she wanted to exploit that, offering herself to satisfy his sadistic desires and make him stop attacking the stronghold. Even just stopping for three days could save the stronghold, and many villagers, including her parents and brothers, might survive.

"I can fulfill all your demands, prince," she said, "and you can vent your hatred for your brother's murder on me."

"No," Zhang Meng shook his head. "There's no need. I can destroy your stronghold immediately. All the women in the stronghold, including you, will belong to me. I can do whatever I want with you. Don't you believe I have the power?" "

Yes, I know you can destroy the stronghold. But if the stronghold is destroyed, I will commit suicide with it. Even if I am captured, you will only get a dead body, not everything you have."

"Oh," Zhang Meng said with great interest, "what does 'all of you' include?

I would willingly be your slave, to be whipped and enslaved by you.

Can your body satisfy me?"

She understood his meaning, so she slowly stood up, tears welling in her eyes. With a determined bite, she abruptly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her white breasts. Her two large, firm breasts immediately sprang out, and she lowered her head in shame.

Zhang Meng was speechless for a moment. He had never seen such beautiful breasts before. He approached her, examined her carefully for a while, then reached out his eagle-claw-like hand and grabbed her left breast, kneading and playing with it. Because the breast was so large, his fan-like hand couldn't even grasp half of it. Zhang Meng felt great. He whispered, "Do you know how I torture women?

Yes, I know.

I'm going to torture you thoroughly. Can you guarantee I'll be satisfied?"

Yu Qing felt waves of pain from his pinching of her left breast. She gritted her teeth: "This humble woman will definitely satisfy Your Highness." If Your Highness is not satisfied, the stronghold will be at Your Highness's mercy.

Suddenly, a sharper, more piercing pain shot through her left nipple, and she cried out in pain. Zhang Meng had started using his fingernails to dig at the flesh of her nipple. Instinctively, she tried to push it away, but her hand stopped halfway. She knew Zhang Meng was testing her, and could only watch helplessly as he abused her breast, her whole body trembling with pain. He pulled her nipple so hard it was stretched long, then he released it, and the nipple suddenly snapped back, swaying precariously on her chest for a long time.

"Haha... Alright, let's make a deal. I'll stop attacking for three days, and during those three days I'll slowly torture you in the camp, enjoying your beauty. If you survive those three days, or if I kill you during those three days, I promise I won't attack your stronghold again and will spare the lives of everyone in your stronghold." "

Thank you for your mercy, Your Highness," Yuqing knelt down, two long lines of tears falling from her eyes. She was both thrilled that she could save the mountain stronghold and terrified by the immense physical and mental torment that was about to be inflicted upon her.

Zhang Meng waved his hand, and his soldiers immediately set up a small wooden hut in the camp. Whips, needles, branding irons, clamps, a tiger bench, a stove, chains, and other weapons filled the room. Only two maids remained in the room, while Zhang Meng sat upright on a tiger-skin chair. He ordered Yuqing to be brought in.

"You are now my slave, and I am your master, understand?" he said.

"Yes, master, your slave obeys."

It was May, the season for flowers to bloom, and the mountains were still chilly. Yuqing had already bathed as Zhang Meng had requested, her long black hair piled high, and she stood before him, head bowed, looking rather charming. "

Take it off!" Zhang Meng growled.

Yuqing shivered and immediately stripped off her clothes piece by piece. In no time, a naked body, as if sculpted from ice and jade, was revealed before Zhang Meng's eyes. Smooth shoulders, proud breasts, a soft waist, long, jade-like legs, and that intoxicatingly alluring genitals made Zhang Meng almost breathless with excitement. Moreover, due to years of activity in the mountains, her body looked very robust; such a physique was the epitome of torture, able to withstand torment.

Zhang Meng did not rush to act. He ordered her to raise her head and open her eyes. He liked to stare intently into those beautiful eyes, seeing the humiliation and shame hidden within them. He commanded: "Slave girl, choose one instrument of torture for me to torment you." He wanted to enslave her not only physically but also mentally. "

Yes, Master." Yuqing glanced at the various instruments of torture in the room. To satisfy Zhang Meng's desires, she knew she should choose the one that would cause her the most pain. She picked out a box of steel needles and presented it to him with both hands, asking her master to torture her.

Zhang Meng was satisfied. He took out a three-inch-long steel needle from the box. Yu Qing trembled all over, but Zhang Meng didn't pierce her flesh. He simply held the needle tip against her naked body, wanting to have more fun: "Do it yourself." He leered, looking into her eyes. "

What master…" Yu Qing was shocked, then lowered her head. The slave understood. He wanted her to offer herself up for the needle to pierce. This was incredibly cruel, but she couldn't disobey. She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and thrust forward. The needle immediately pierced below her right breast, and she screamed in pain.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Meng flew into a rage, slapping her to the ground. He grabbed a leather whip and lashed her buttocks more than thirty times in one go, shouting: "Insolence!"

Yuqing was stunned. Seeing that she still didn't understand, Zhang Meng reached out and pinched her nipple hard. She immediately understood and hurriedly knelt down, repeatedly saying, "This slave knows her mistake, this slave knows her mistake, please let this slave start over, Master." "

Alright, considering it's your first offense, I'll allow you to try again.

" It turned out that Zhang Meng thought the steel needle was inserted in the wrong place, and the effect was not good.

Yuqing slowly stood up. This time, the rule was that she not only had to prick herself, but she also had to prick her most sensitive part: her nipple.

Yuqing's breasts were like large, ripe peaches, and the red bud on her nipple was the spot to be pierced. She straightened her chest and aimed at another steel needle in Zhang Meng's hand. Then, she thrust her body forward, and the steel needle pierced about two inches deep into the tip of her right nipple. She gasped in pain. About an inch of the steel needle was still outside, and she had to continue. So, amidst Zhang Meng's lewd laughter, Yuqing gritted her teeth and slowly pushed it in, until finally the entire steel needle was inserted into her breast. She was drenched in sweat from the pain.

Her voice trembled as she asked, "Master, shall we stab my left nipple as well?"

Zhang Meng lashed her back with his whip: "Is that even a question?"

Yu Qing dared not delay. She quickly handed Zhang Meng another steel needle, then cupped her left breast in her hands, brought the needle close to Zhang Meng's hand, and aimed at the nipple, stabbing it in. Thus, her left breast suffered the same torture. After the stabbing, tears streamed down her face, but she still dared not relax. She strained to face Zhang Meng with her two injured breasts and asked in a trembling voice, "Will my breasts be tortured further?"

Watching her breasts, with two steel needles embedded in them, sway before his eyes, and listening to the beautiful woman's moans, Zhang Meng felt immense pleasure. He stretched out his hands, making her offer her breasts for him to grasp, kneading and pulling them to his heart's content. Then, he swung his palms around, slapping her breasts wildly, causing her heavy breasts to fly up and down and side to side. The two steel needles inside pierced her flesh, and Yu Qing screamed in agony, but she could not back down; she had to endure the humiliation of having her breasts thrust out. Zhang Meng continued to beat her for more than half an hour before stopping because his hands were tired.

Zhang Meng sat in the chair, panting. Two maids rushed forward, one massaging his body, the other rubbing his hands. Yu Qing got a brief rest, then continued to kneel at his feet.

Zhang Meng said, "This is just the beginning. How about it? If you're scared, if you regret it, I can let you go back, and our agreement will be canceled."

"No, no," Yu Qing shook her head resolutely, tears welling in her eyes, "Master, whatever you want to do, this slave will accept it all!"

"Very well!" Zhang Meng laughed loudly, his voice like thunder. He thanked heaven for bestowing upon him such a remarkable woman, allowing him to enjoy a rare and wonderful blessing. He stripped off his clothes, revealing his enormous, cannon-like penis: "I'm going to enjoy your cunt first, understand?"

The slave understood. Yu Qing was startled by his enormous penis. She dared not delay, immediately kneeling at his feet in a humiliating position, spreading her legs as wide as possible to expose her delicate labia and anus for his penetration: "Please, Master."

Zhang Meng held a whip in one hand and an iron clamp in the other. His enormous penis slowly penetrated her amidst her painful groans, reaching her uterus. She struggled to support his massive body with her snow-white buttocks, moving up and down so he could enjoy the pleasure of thrusting effortlessly. Zhang Meng's hands were not idle; he lashed her snow-white back with the whip, and repeatedly clamped her flesh with the iron clamp, pulling it outwards.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred… Zhang Meng's penis throbbed with pleasure, while Yu Qing screamed shrilly below. The pleasure in her vagina and the pain in her body tormented her together. Bright red blood and milky vaginal fluid flowed simultaneously from her thighs, her large breasts and strands of hair dancing together… All of this created a tragically beautiful picture of female torment, filling Zhang Meng with immense excitement and enjoyment.

After about seven hundred thrusts, Zhang Meng began to feel a strong urge to ejaculate. Yu Qing, sensing the impending final blow from his increasingly rapid breathing, braced herself, preparing to endure even more agonizing torment. Zhang Meng discarded the whip and iron clamps, freeing his hands to grab her large breasts, still pierced by two steel needles, from below. He violently pounded into her genitals, tearing and squeezing her breasts with all his might, while roaring with extreme excitement. Yu Qing was almost thrown into the air, blood splattering from her nipples. At this point, she felt neither pain nor pleasure, only a feeling of being plunged into an abyss, unable to breathe. After about forty thrusts, Zhang Meng let out a long howl, and a large amount of scalding semen gushed out, rushing straight to her uterus. Yu Qing could no longer hold on, her naked body collapsing beneath Zhang Meng with this final blow. Zhang

Meng felt an ecstatic pleasure, as if he were in a dream. Yu Qing, however, seemed to have gone through a purgatory.

After more than two hours of intense exercise, he needed to replenish his energy. Leaning back in his chair, he beckoned, and a maid immediately brought him a bowl of his treasured Seven-Whip Tonic Wine, which he drank in one gulp. Another maid hurriedly took off her top, revealing her abundant breasts, and offered her nipples to Zhang Meng's mouth. Zhang Meng closed his eyes, sucking on the sweet milk while enjoying the massage from the other maid. After about half an hour of relaxation, his vital energy surged, and his enormous penis became erect again.

Zhang Meng squinted at the still panting female body on the ground, pondering how to play with her next. He had a particular fondness for the art of sadomasochism, and he had tortured more than ten female captives and slaves to death. But only today had he encountered a woman like Yu Qing, who was both beautiful and physically strong, and extremely resilient to torture. What's even more extreme is that this woman made a life-or-death pact with him, willingly accepting all his humiliation and abuse. This is completely different from other women who are forced to passively endure torture. He now wants to test just how much she can endure abuse. He will use every form of torture to break her willpower within three days, forcing her to propose breaking off their pact. In this way, he will not only enjoy himself physically but also achieve a mental victory, and he can then destroy the mountain stronghold to avenge his brother.

As for Yuqing, she needs to endure the pain with even stronger willpower, while also adhering to the pact and trying to make Zhang Meng feel happy and satisfied when he tortures or rapes her. If he is not happy, he has the right to break off their pact, and then the mountain stronghold will still have to be destroyed, and her suffering will have been in vain. Therefore, making Zhang Meng happy is her only goal.

Yuqing is the daughter of the clan chief and was sent to a girls' school in the provincial capital for several years in her early years. Because of her beauty, education, and status as the clan chief's daughter, she held a high position in the mountain village and was the dream girl of many young men. However, against her father's wishes, she married a young man from the city at the age of 20. Unexpectedly, this young man was a notorious swindler and lecher. Using his position as the clan chief's son-in-law, he seduced young women in the village, causing five women to become pregnant. Even worse, he sold ten village women into prostitution thousands of miles away. When the truth came out, the young man was beaten to death by the enraged villagers. Yuqing suffered immense emotional trauma. Deeply remorseful, she felt she had let down the elders of the village and, more importantly, her own father. Therefore, in this crisis for the village, she resolutely stepped forward, wanting to use her own blood to wash away the pain she had caused.

In the year following her marriage to the young man, Yuqing also suffered greatly physically: she never imagined that he was not only a swindler but also a sadist, and she endured countless forms of abuse from him. This also made her aware of the various perverse behaviors of sadists and how to cater to their preferences. During Zhang Meng's torture, she unconsciously used this knowledge to try and please him.

The torment of Yuqing continued.

Zhang Meng tied her two thumbs together and hung her from the rafters, her toes barely off the ground. He then made her count: he would bite her once, and she would count. He bit her back, arms, chest, and buttocks relentlessly, a total of one hundred bites. She counted one hundred times, by which time her body was covered in teeth marks. Finally, he said he would bite her two more times, ordering a maid to lift one of her legs high, exposing her genitals. He then bit down on her extremely delicate area: the inner thigh, and pulled hard, refusing to let go for a long time. Yuqing cried out in pain, "Master, just bite off that flesh! This slave can't take it anymore! Ah..." With a scream, he finally bit off a bloody piece of flesh. Then, he bit off flesh from the base of her other thigh. The scene was extremely gruesome, and even the maid beside him closed her eyes, unable to bear to watch.

Next, he sprinkled salt water on her battered naked body... He whipped the soles of her feet with bamboo strips... He made her kneel on gravel for an enema... He whipped her genitals with her legs spread... In total, he used more than twenty sets of torture instruments, continuing the torture for fourteen hours, until 11 p.m. Zhang Meng was exhausted, and he finally stopped the first day of abuse.

Zhang Meng ordered the maid to wash her body clean, apply a special wound medicine made by the army, and feed her two large bowls of ginseng soup. After she ate and drank her fill, her spirits recovered somewhat. According to Zhang Meng's orders, she could not lie down to sleep that night. She had to sit on the bed, holding Zhang Meng's head on her breasts, and serve him to sleep. This was something that maids used to do.

She carefully served him, and soon he fell asleep on her breasts. Looking at the man in her arms, thinking about the endless and agonizing torture he would inflict on her the next day, her heart ached unbearably. However, although he had caused her so much pain, she did not hate him, because she saw it as a transaction: he stopped the slaughter, and she offered her body. He was only getting what he deserved by abusing her. Moreover, because she had deeply immersed herself in the role of a slave that day, servility had seeped into her subconscious, and she had unconsciously come to regard Zhang Meng as her master.

The next day: The humiliation of self-torture

By the time she woke up the next day, it was obvious that Yuqing's wounds had healed considerably, and her spirits were high; her constitution had indeed withstood the torment.

Zhang Meng told her: each of these three days had been more painful than the last. She believed this, and she secretly commanded herself not to back down, but to endure until the end of her life.

The next day, Zhang Meng changed his tactics. He first ordered two maids to lie naked on the ground, and then sat on them, allowing him to freely bite, pinch, and abuse them. Then, staring at the equally naked Yuqing, he issued command after command.

His first order of the day was to nail his own breasts to a stool.

"Ah..." Yuqing was shocked: "Master is planning to do this...

Is that not allowed!"

"Of course it is allowed. Master can come up with new ways to torture the female slave. As long as Master is happy, the more pain the female slave suffers

, the better." Yuqing understood that only by saying this would Zhang Meng be pleased. She picked up two five-inch-long iron nails, took the hammer, and went to a wooden stool. She first gently stroked her firm, snow-white breasts for a while. Thinking that these beautiful breasts, which she was once so proud of, would soon be destroyed by her own hands, she felt a pang of sorrow, and tears welled up in her eyes. She bent down, preparing to place her breasts on the stool to nail them, but a problem arose: due to the height of the stool, if she knelt on the ground, her breasts would not be high enough on the stool; if she stood up, her breasts would be too far from the stool. She could only place her breasts on the stool in an extremely unstable half-kneeling, half-standing position. Then, she held an iron nail in her left hand to press down on her left breast, and raised the hammer in her right hand.

Zhang Meng, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle of the beautiful woman's torture, couldn't help but squeeze the maid's nipples hard while shouting, "What are you dawdling for? Drive it in now!" "

Yes, Master!" Yu Qing hurriedly replied.

She closed her eyes, and the hammer struck with tremendous force. With a thud, the nail pierced her breast, embedding itself in the stool, shaping her large left breast into a concave shape. She screamed in agony and fainted.

However, within seconds, her body slumped against the stool, pulling on her nailed left breast, and the intense pain immediately brought her back to consciousness. She struggled to press down on her right breast with another nail, and with another blow, both breasts were firmly nailed to the stool. Blood gushed from the nails, staining the stool red.

Although Yu Qing had mentally prepared herself for the severe damage to her breasts, the torture she was experiencing today was still unimaginable.

"Haha, this is so exhilarating!" Zhang Meng laughed maniacally.

Yu Qing remained half-kneeling, half-standing beside the stool, afraid to move, for even the slightest movement would aggravate the wounds on her breasts, causing unbearable pain. But Zhang Meng showed no intention of letting her remove the nails; he wanted her to endure this agonizing predicament for an extended period. He admired this masochistic spectacle of a beautiful woman before him, while occasionally whipping her body with a leather whip. This continued for nearly an hour, until her legs trembled, and she repeatedly fainted and awoke in agony. Only then did he allow her to remove the nails herself. After removing the two bloody nails, Yu Qing fainted again from the pain. A maid quickly cleaned her wounds with wound medicine. "

Stuff the iron ball into your vagina!" As soon as Yu Qing awoke, Zhang Meng issued his second order of the day.

Yuqing turned her head and saw an iron ball on a table. It was about the size of a fist, dark, and covered with iron spikes of varying lengths. How much pain would her vagina endure to have this thing inserted into it? She picked up the iron ball, hesitated for a moment, then knelt down and said to Zhang Meng, "

This slave begs Master to postpone this torture."

"How dare you negotiate with me! If you can't give me a satisfactory reason today, I'll cancel our agreement!"

Yuqing was terrified. She hurriedly kowtowed twice and said, "

This slave deserves to die! What this slave means is that Master hasn't enjoyed this slave's cunt yet. If that iron ball is inserted, and the vagina widens, it won't be able to tightly grip Master's treasure when Master wants to enjoy it later, allowing Master to play comfortably. It's better to fuck this slave first, and then torture that place later."

"Oh, you've thought of everything for Master. Haha, that's a good suggestion, I'll do as you say."

Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. She crawled to Zhang Meng's penis, ready to be violated with her buttocks raised, but he waved his hand: "Wait." He pinched her pink face, stood up, and lewdly said: "Use your little mouth first."

"Yes, Master." Yuqing quickly tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and took his penis between her legs into her mouth, sucking it vigorously. "

Deeper," Zhang Meng commanded.

"Mmm..." Yuqing responded, trying to take the penis deeper, all the way to the root of her tongue. However, because his thing was too long, it was only halfway in.

Zhang Meng pinched hard on the wound on her breast. He angrily said: "Not deep enough!"

Yuqing was in so much pain that she almost fainted. She desperately pushed the penis into her mouth, reaching the bottom of her throat, and felt nauseous, almost vomiting. She tried to control the nausea and opened her mouth as wide as possible so that his penis could thrust in and out of her mouth at will. Zhang Meng looked down at the beautiful face of the female slave beneath him, thrusting faster and faster. After about three hundred thrusts, his semen finally gushed out, all of it shooting into the slave's mouth. Yu Qing almost choked. She held her breath, swallowing the semen mouthful by mouthful, not daring to miss a drop, and finally licked his penis clean.

Afterwards, Zhang Meng, as usual, drank a bowl of Seven-Whip Tonic Wine. Two maids took turns breastfeeding him, but perhaps due to the exertion, his penis still didn't get erect after a long while. Zhang Meng simply pushed the two maids away and said to Yu Qing: "I'll give you ten minutes. You must find a way to make my cannon stand up again."

"Yes, Master, I understand," Yu Qing replied. She crawled to his side, gently rubbing his penis with her hands while licking his entire body with her tender tongue. At the same time, she made alluring panting sounds. Before long, his penis indeed became erect again.

He shouted, "I can't take it anymore, give me your cunt to fuck!"

"Yes, Master, please use it." She quickly spread her legs and lay on her back on the ground. He pressed his whole body against her, habitually opening his mouth to bite a piece of flesh on the female slave's shoulder. Then, with his teeth and penis working together, his penis immediately entered, and after thrusting in and out of the female slave's vagina hundreds of times, his semen filled the vagina again...

After these two acts of rape, it was time for the genital torture.

Yuqing picked up the iron ball from the ground again, stroking the iron spikes on the surface of the ball. Thinking about this rough thing being inserted into her body, her vagina involuntarily tightened, and her whole body trembled. She took a deep breath, knelt down in front of Zhang Meng, who was lying in the maid's arms suckling milk, and said, "Master, may this female slave begin? Begin." Zhang Meng waved his hand.

And so... She sat on the ground, legs spread wide, parted her large labia, and tried to insert the iron ball into her vagina. The moment the barbs on the ball touched the vaginal opening, a sharp pain shot through her, and blood flowed out. She thought to herself: "My genitals will be ruined sooner or later anyway, so I might as well endure the pain. I have no other choice." With that thought, she gritted her teeth and forced the iron ball in. Her vaginal cavity was instantly a bloody mess. After several minutes, the iron ball was finally fully inserted. Her lips were white with pain, and her whole body trembled. She said through tears, "Master, I have inserted the iron ball. Please check." "

Very good," Zhang Meng stepped forward and ordered, "Let me kick this slut three times and see if the iron ball can be kicked out."

The pain of having the iron ball inserted into her vagina was already unbearable; to be kicked was too cruel, but she had no choice but to endure it. "

Yes, Master, please kick as you please." Yu Qing struggled to raise her genitals to make it easier for him to kick.

Zhang Meng raised his foot and kicked her hard in the groin, sending her flying two feet away. She screamed in agony, then, without hesitation, quickly adjusted her position, raising her groin to let him kick her again. Three kicks followed, making her feel as if her groin and internal organs were about to explode. She fainted again from the pain.

Zhang Meng sat back down on the chair formed from the maid's body. After she awoke, he said, "

Slave girl, I've heard that the women in your mountain village are all good at singing and dancing, is that right?

Yes, the women in the village practice singing and dancing from a young age..." At this point, Yu Qing felt a chill run down her spine: Did Master want the slave girl to dance?

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