【Lam Chronicle】(7)

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Chapter Seven (Continued from Chapter Six, no section breaks)
(Neil, July 13, 1898, two years ago. Hannah's house in the southern slums, the secret underground room.)
"Simon is a good boy, he must have been seduced by that bitch Hannah, there's no mistake." Haya's thoughts were like a tangled mess. "Simon is a healthy 15-year-old boy, it's normal for him to not be able to control his lust, it's just that I've been too passive, which gave this woman an opportunity, it must be like that, it must be like that. There's no mistake." Haya kept telling herself that things hadn't gotten to the worst point yet, there was still a chance.
"But, where did Simon learn these—these despicable methods?" Whipping, binding, using sex toys, and other sadistic fetishes. It really didn't seem like something a 15-year-old childhood sweetheart, a boy who had just learned to make love, would know.
"Yes, it must have been that bitch Hannah who instilled it in him." Haiya organized all her thoughts in the most plausible and acceptable direction.
"No matter what, take Simon and Linhua away first. We can't let Hannah push her luck any further."
Just as Haiya was about to untie Linhua, Linhua, who had been tied to the wall, delirious and weak, delivered a fatal blow to the disoriented Haiya.
Haiya bypassed the two kneeling figures and walked to Linhua. As she reached to untie the leather straps on Linhua's wrists, Haiya saw Linhua's expression. Her lips moved slightly, as if she were trying to say something, but the sound was too soft and indistinct to understand. Haiya decided to ignore Linhua's murmurs for now and release her first.
Suddenly, Linhua seemed to gain strength from somewhere, and she shouted hoarsely,
"I'm willing! I'm willing! I want Simon! Don't take me away!"
After saying this, Linhua lowered her head heavily, as if she had exhausted the last of her strength.
Haiya stood frozen in place.
Hannah's expression turned annoyed.
Simon felt a little dizzy.
Lin Hua had come to their door two nights ago, when Simon and Hannah were enjoying a long night in their second-floor bedroom. Simon
had just removed Hannah's leather armor and coat, pushed her down onto the thick carpet, and was about to unhook her bra. Suddenly, Simon's keen hearing caught an unusual sound coming from the ceiling. Simon leaned down and whispered something in Hannah's ear, and Hannah cooperated by changing her position. Simon picked Hannah up and carried her to the window, sitting on the windowsill, letting Hannah straddle his lap, burying his face between Hannah's breasts and sucking hard, while his hands reached behind her back to untie her bra straps. Hannah's eyes were slightly closed, her head tilted back. Her waist-length red hair cascaded down her back, obscuring Simon's hands and the dagger tucked into her waistband.
Simon tossed the unhooked bra into the air. With his other hand, he pulled out the dagger hidden behind Hannah's back, flipped backward, slipped out of the window, climbed onto the roof, and darted towards the rooftop. Lin Hua, who was peeking in from the roof, was momentarily blinded by her tossed-up underwear. By the time she realized what was happening, Simon was already close behind. Lin Hua was wearing a black bodysuit, her exposed legs encased in black stockings, her mouth and nose covered with a black cloth, and her shoulder-length blonde hair tied up in a bun. Simon, seeing the bodysuit specially made for gang women by Haiya, immediately recognized her as a member of the gang.
Unwilling to reveal her identity, Lin Hua exchanged a few blows with Simon before retreating to the other side of the rooftop to escape. Unexpectedly, a long whip flew out of the window below and wrapped around her right foot. Taking advantage of Lin Hua's lowered head to cut the whip from her foot, Simon leaped forward and delivered a precise blow, knocking Lin Hua unconscious. Afterwards, Hannah opened the skylight in the roof and forced Lin Hua into the underground chamber.
Hannah tied Lin Hua to the basement wall, stripped her naked in front of Simon, and then splashed a bucket of water on her to wake her. Simon was somewhat at a loss; Lin Hua was likely sent by Haiya, and detaining her would only worsen the situation with Haiya. But seeing Lin Hua's beautiful naked body, Simon's lust, which had been interrupted halfway through, reignited.
Lin Hua and Hannah were both well-known beauties in the gang, and countless people had designs on them. Now, Hannah was his woman, and Lin Hua was in his hands. Thinking of this, Simon's desire surged.
Seeing Simon staring intently at Lin Hua's naked body, his penis erect and almost bursting through his pants, Hannah immediately understood. She gently hugged Simon from behind, then knelt down to unbutton his pants. Simon was initially a little embarrassed, after all, the person he was about to enjoy sexual pleasure with had been standing right behind him. Hannah pushed him from behind, and he took a step towards Lin Hua. He looked back at Hannah, who was giving him a wicked, urging look. Simon made up his mind, putting everything else out of his head, and took another step towards Lin Hua.
Lin Hua, still a little dazed from being splashed, suddenly became much more alert when she saw Simon walking towards her naked from the waist down, his erect penis throbbing.
Lin Hua's hands were pinned high to the wall, unable to move, but her lower body was unrestrained. She raised her leg and kicked Simon hard. Caught off guard, Simon was kicked in the stomach and staggered back several steps. Linhua fiercely resisted with her legs, shouting at Hannah, "You're crazy! Haiya won't let you get away with this!" Then, turning to the eager Simon, she added, "She won't let you off either." Although Simon was certain Haiya truly liked him, this time she had gone too far. However, it was too late to stop now. Linhua and Hannah had a grudge, and she wouldn't remain silent. Thinking of this, Simon's lust surged, and he recklessly let his instincts overcome his reason.
Linhua's legs danced before his eyes. Simon lowered his body, gauging the gaps between them, preparing to seize the opportunity to charge. Just then, Hannah blocked Simon's pathetic advance.
Hannah glanced contemptuously at the helpless Linhua, turned, and retrieved a long, soft whip from the wall. Then, she unleashed a furious barrage of blows on Linhua's legs.
Linhua constantly shifted the position of her legs to alleviate the pain of the whipping. Seeing this, Hannah turned her attack to Linhua's waist and body. Whenever Linhua raised one leg to protect her sensitive waist, abdomen, and breasts, Hannah would whip her other leg. Linhua's feet could barely touch the ground, and now her legs could no longer support her balance… Hannah swung her long whip horizontally, repeatedly lashing Linhua's waist and breasts from both sides. Linhua could only endure the pain by curling her legs up and spreading them to her sides to resist the vicious whipping. As Haiya's capable assistant, Linhua was exceptionally flexible. At this moment, her knees were raised high, above her head, her thighs and calves folded together, her legs slightly apart, exposing her most vulnerable parts. All her weight rested on her wrists, which were secured with leather straps, causing her immense pain.
Simon, watching from the side, was burning with lust. Seeing the two brightly colored labia beneath Linhua's golden, curly pubic hair, his desire intensified. Simon was about to step forward when he saw Hannah give him a confident wink. Hannah then adjusted the angle of her whip, aiming it at Linhua's genitals from below, and lashed her hard from below. Linhua's defenses crumbled instantly. After that, no matter where Hannah lashed her, Linhua simply kept her eyes tightly closed and legs together, enduring the storm of abuse.
The whipping lasted for fifteen minutes until Hannah, exhausted and panting, dropped the whip. Linhua's body was covered in welts, glistening with sweat. She slumped against the wall, powerless to resist any longer. Only then did Hannah call Simon forward to enjoy this belated feast.
Like a ravenous wolf, Simon pounced on Lin Hua, impatiently clamping her long legs between his arms and forcefully penetrating her body through her thick pubic hair. Lin Hua, already powerless to resist, was now extremely dry inside. Simon's sudden intrusion caused her excruciating pain, and she struggled violently. In just three minutes, Simon ejaculated inside her.
Hannah helped Simon to the side, telling him to sit and enjoy the rest of the show. Hannah opened a lacquered cabinet in the corner of the room, selecting several lead pendants with nipple studs and an extremely thin, pointed awl. Under Simon's curious gaze, she slowly approached the terrified Lin Hua. For the next
two days, Hannah personally taught Simon countless ways to play on Lin Hua's body, then had him do the same to herself. The two rarely left the house, shuttling between the basement and the second-floor bedroom…
Simon's energy was boundless. When Hannah was utterly exhausted, Simon went to the basement alone to vent his frustrations on Lin Hua. Each time Simon went to the basement, besides indulging in Lin Hua's body, which was just as beautiful as Hannah's, he always made sure to feed her some hot soup, wash her body, and treat her wounds.
Simon had sex with Lin Hua five times on the first day. The third time, Lin Hua offered no resistance. The fourth time, Lin Hua actively cooperated with Simon's thrusts, reaching orgasm with him. The fifth time, Lin Hua even wrapped her legs tightly around Simon's waist, preventing him from leaving. Simon's heart softened, and he stayed a little longer.
Looking closely at Lin Hua's lustful expression, Simon couldn't resist kissing her, just as Hannah, who had been searching for him, witnessed the kiss. Hannah, looking unhappy, told
Simon to bring the lacquer cabinet into the bedroom and then locked the basement door. Afterwards, the two of them left Lin Hua in the basement, ignoring her, and enjoyed a whole day of their own private time in the bedroom.
Until Hyah burst through
the door. Simon was momentarily stunned.
He had been prepared to accept whatever fate brought, believing Lin Hua would surely report everything to Hyah. Then, he and Hannah would share the responsibility and bear Hyah's punishment. But Lin Hua—
Hya remained standing there, motionless.
Simon's mind was still in turmoil.
Hannah seemed to understand something and began to look at her longtime nemesis with a hint of admiration.Simon broke free from Hannah's tight embrace, grabbed her shoulders, and interrupted her again.
"That's not what I wanted to say. What I wanted to ask was," Simon said, head bowed, avoiding Hannah's expression, "Why do you hate Hya so much?"
Hannah shoved Simon away abruptly, shouting through gritted teeth, "Of course I hate her, and Lin Hua hates her too. Don't you know what she did to us? The time you missed the meeting, she sold us to her henchmen for less than 200 lar. And what do you think we went through in the three days that followed? Telling stories to those stinky men? Or playing house with them?"
"No, it shouldn't be just that." Simon still felt something was vaguely off. A question had been haunting him like a ghost, but he had pretended not to see it.
"Isn't that enough?"
"Hannah, there's something I've always wanted to ask. After we parted that day, what did you do until I returned from the inner city?" Simon could no longer ignore his long-held suspicions and slowly asked Hannah the question he had been wanting to ask all this time.
Hannah looked at the little boy she had always manipulated, a look of disbelief on her face. Then, she raised a confident smile. She retreated step by step to the table in the corner of the room, sat on it, crossed her legs and raised them high, responding to the boy who had just enjoyed his lovemaking with her with an expression that seemed to be enjoying himself immensely. "Oh? What do you think? Anything else?"
"And Lin Hua, what did Haiya do to her, no, what did Haiya do to you and her? That's the real reason you hate Haiya, isn't it?" Seeing Hannah's drastic change in attitude, Simon already knew that his guess was mostly correct.
"Anything else?" Hannah's smile at this moment was chilling. She shifted slightly, switching the position of her long, slender legs in an alluring pose. One hand braced against the edge of the table, while the other slowly picked up a thin, half-arm-length awl from the edge of the table.
"And," Simon sighed, "you've been drugging my food these past few days, haven't you?"
"Yes, the effect was even better than I expected. I haven't felt this good in a long time. Virgins have so much energy." Hannah held the awl horizontally in front of her with a flippant expression, testing its sharpness with her other index finger.
"And that's not all. You deliberately provoked Hyya; it wasn't just to annoy her. You're not that stupid." Simon unconsciously lowered his body, adopting his most prized close-combat stance. The recent indulgence had greatly depleted Simon's strength, but the thought of Hyya's safety sent his body into battle mode.
"Enough," Hannah's feigned composure finally reached its limit. She roared impatiently, flinging the sharp awl forward.
Blood splattered.
His long-trained, strong physique and lightning-fast reflexes saved his life.
The awl grazed Simon's cheek before plunging deep into Lin Hua's chest—in Simon's outstretched right arm.
In and out.
Blood trickled down the thin awl from the back of his arm, dripping onto Lin Hua's chest, the very spot that was about to be pierced.
Hannah clearly hadn't expected this. She leaped from the table piled with Lin Hua's clothes and various utensils, accidentally knocking everything to the floor. Hannah's hands instinctively reached for Simon's injured arm, as if trying to grab something. Then, she saw in Simon's eyes—a look of sorrow and pity.
Hannah froze. She let her arms hang limply, head bowed, venting her resentment in soft murmurs: "Just as I thought, you're just like those pigs. Haiya is a young and beautiful leader, even a slut like Lin Hua has men willing to stand up for her, but me, forever a whore, forever a worthless piece of trash nobody wants."
Simon gritted his teeth, forcefully pulling the sharp awl from his arm, readjusting his posture, returning to his previous battle-ready stance. The awl fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Hannah sat back down on the table, leaning against the wall, one leg tucked to her side, the other dangling limply over the edge, tightly wrapped in the sheet. Hannah glanced at Simon with a mocking smile, turning her head to the side. Seeing that Hannah had lost her will to fight, Simon straightened up slightly, relaxed his body, and covered his wound.
The two faced each other in silence.
"I've always wanted to be a stage actress since I was little. For that insignificant dream, I've practiced relentlessly since I was a child." Less than a minute later, Hannah turned her head back and said slowly in a slightly self-deprecating tone, "Life is unpredictable. Ever since I was sold to the slums, this body of mine has been used either for house-hopping or to please men." Haiya paused slightly, "To be honest, I really considered myself a born actress. Every day felt like I was acting, and it was always a tragedy." Hannah couldn't help but shed a few tears, sniffed, and threw the topic to Simon.
"Then, my knight, when did you see through the deception? Was it when you held me in your arms and felt the dagger under the pillow? Or had you already received divine revelation but couldn't resist the temptation of carnal pleasure?" Hannah asked Simon in a beautiful voice completely different from her usual one, like a singer on stage pleading with the male lead at the end of the performance.
Haha, I wonder if any readers can guess the story's development. Hannah, a woman with a "three" etched on her forehead, is adept at manipulating the hearts of young men and women. Simon is only 15 years old; he still has much to grow.
Because I've been too meticulous about the details of the characters' interactions, the story has become significantly longer. Using "chapters" to mark paragraphs is somewhat inappropriate; I will reorganize, revise, and divide it into chapters later.
The first act of the entire Ram Chronicle is about to conclude, expected to be nine to ten chapters long. This act focuses on introducing the people within the independent city of Ram who interact with the protagonist, Simon, including their past with Ram and their own relationships.
Because the story is still in its early stages, their relationships are currently star-shaped and quite simple. As the story progresses, more complex character relationships will emerge, at which point I will compile a character relationship chart.
Another issue that's giving me a headache is character design. Currently, I really don't have time to work on this; I'll deal with it later.

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