The Island of Lewdness and Abuse (Part Two)

3. A Warm and Cozy Little House

I live in a three-story house. Upon entering, you're greeted by a large hall, with the reception room on the left side of the first floor. The hall is two stories high, occupying most of the space between the first and second floors. It's square, with a magnificent chandelier hanging

from the ceiling. Staircases on both sides of the hall lead to the second floor, forming a corridor that encircles the hall. The inner circle of the corridor features an ornate handrail, while the outer circle surrounds the six guest rooms. On the second floor, near the entrance, is a large balcony, identical to the one on the third floor, directly opposite the three-story staircase visible from the entrance.

I left Kailu on the first floor; the guy reluctantly wagged his tail as I ascended the stairs to the second floor. The female guard was in a guest room on the left side of the third-floor staircase.

The guest room was simple. Next to the entrance hallway was a bathroom with a shower and bathtub, and I had 24-hour hot water. Further inside, opposite the door, were two small sofas with a coffee table in the middle. A large bed stood on one side of the room, close to the bathroom wall. A large wardrobe was also on the wall opposite the bathroom.

The female guard, handcuffed and shackled, sat on the bed. Seeing me enter, she respectfully stood up and hurriedly knelt before me, saying, "Master, you've arrived!"

"Get up!" I couldn't stand it anymore. I helped her up and made her sit on the bed again. I sat on the sofa opposite her. In the light, I could see she was only wearing a black, sheer silk dress, nothing underneath. I could clearly see the nipples on her full breasts and the golden pubic hair between her legs.

"What are your orders, Master?" the female guard seemed a little uneasy.

"Nothing much. Sit down. I wanted to ask you, what's your name? Where are you from?"

"My name is Jenny Patty. I'm American."

"Oh! A nice name. Jenny, how old are you?"

"23."

"Were you recruited as a guard?" I thought that if the island owner treated a female guard like this, they probably weren't there voluntarily.

“No, we weren’t all kidnapped.” Sure enough, they were all unfortunate girls! I didn’t want her to be bullied anymore.

“Oh! Right! I’ll unlock your handcuffs.” Saying this, I took out a set of keys Eugene had given me from my pocket. Jenny carefully walked over and knelt before me.

I first unlocked the iron ring around her neck, then the handcuffs, and finally I bent down and unlocked her leg shackles.

“Listen, Jenny,” I said to the poor girl, “you don’t belong to anyone. You are free! Now you can go.”

Jenny was stunned, remaining kneeling on the ground.

“Get up!” I helped her sit on the bed. “Go to my bedroom on the third floor. Take whatever you want from there. You can put on my clothes first. There’s money in my desk; you can take it.” I had over ten thousand euros in my desk; I didn’t think the female assassin would take all that money.

“Then you can try to go back to America and reunite with your family.”

A look of surprise appeared on Jenny’s face; I think she couldn’t believe freedom had come so quickly. She stared at me for a long while, tears welling up in her eyes, which she tried her best to hold back. "Thank you, Master!"

"Don't call me Master, my name is Vancl."

"Yes, Master Vancl."

It seems she hasn't changed yet; don't worry about her, she'll be fine in the future.

Jenny silently stood up, reluctantly moving towards the door, as if her feet were still in shackles. I watched her go, silently wishing her good luck.

She slowly walked to the door, then suddenly turned around and softly called out, "Master Vancl!"

"What is it?" I was startled by her sudden action.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead!" I smiled.

"I know you're a good person, and I know I'm clumsy and not very likable, but I really want to know, what did I do to upset you?"

"Nothing!" I frowned and shook my head. "You didn't make me angry! You're a good girl."

"Then..." She hesitated, her fearful eyes shimmering with tears.

"It's alright! What do you want to say? I won't blame you."

"Then...then why does Master want to send me away?"

Send her away? Doesn't she need her freedom?

"I'm not sending you away. Don't you want to be with your family?" I sighed and added, "If you want, I'm still your friend. You can come see me anytime!"

At that moment, Jenny's tears streamed down her face. She rushed to me, kneeling at my feet, hugging my legs tightly, burying her head between my thighs and sobbing. I felt her tears soak through my pants and onto my legs.

I stroked her golden hair with pity. "Don't cry! We have plenty of time to meet again."

Jenny cried for a while before raising her red, swollen eyes: "Master, please, don't send me away!"

Looking at Jenny, I was stunned. She could go home and be free, so why wouldn't she leave?

Jenny continued to cry, “I was kidnapped by the island’s owner when I was little. I don’t know where my home is. As far back as I can remember, I lived in a military camp. Every day, all I knew was reading, fighting, shooting, demolition, assassination, communications, and how to fight. Our military rule was one thing: obey the master’s every command 100%. If anyone violated it, they would be hung naked on the parade ground for a day to be teased and played with by all the other students.”

Then she cried, “Master, you don’t want me now. Where can I go?”

Jenny looked at me with pleading, tearful eyes. “Master, you are a good person! I have never seen such a good person as you. It is my blessing to serve you. I am willing to be your slave. I can do anything for you, even die without hesitation.”

Oh dear! Such a thing has happened. It seems that Jenny is even more pitiful than me! It turns out that she didn’t speak because she was afraid of upsetting me. I couldn’t bear such pleading any longer. I picked Jenny up and sat her on my lap. Jenny’s hands tightly hugged my neck, and she buried her head in my shoulder, crying. I excitedly hugged her tightly through the thin silk fabric.

After a long while, I whispered in her ear, "Stay with me! I need you too!"

Jenny stopped crying and hugged me happily. Having such a beauty, I was truly blessed. I was moved by her passion, and my hands gently caressed her soft body.

Jenny felt ticklish all over from my touch. She knew I wasn't a cruel person who would punish people arbitrarily, and her courage grew.

She gently pushed me away and said softly, "Master, let's take a bath first. I'm so dirty."

I laughed, amused by my own impropriety. "Okay! You go first. Then it's my turn."

"No!" Jenny blushed, lowered her head, and said in a pitifully small voice, "I want Master to help me wash!"

"Ah? Are you feeling unwell?" I asked, startled.

Jenny's face turned even redder. She simply broke free from my embrace, stood on the ground with her back to me, and quickly took off her thin dress and high heels. She picked up the shackles on the ground and put them on herself, then picked up the handcuffs and handcuffed herself behind her back. Then she turned around and said softly, "I'll help my master take off his clothes."

I never imagined that Jenny, with her hands cuffed behind her back, could still help me remove so many clothes. Looking at her beautifully bound form, I couldn't resist hoisting her onto my back and striding into the bathroom tub.

I held the showerhead in my right hand, spraying water all over Jenny's body, while my left hand gently caressed her soft skin under the water.

With her hands cuffed behind her back, Jenny giggled as I rubbed her with my left hand, and we kissed intermittently.

Her pubic hair and below were the focus of my bath; she panted heavily as my fingers moved, but her hands couldn't resist, nor could she lift her feet to escape, so she could only let me enjoy her.

"Master, you…you're so naughty!" she gasped coquettishly.

"Huh?" I didn't stop, deliberately teasing her, "I think I just heard someone say I'm a good person."

Jenny was so aroused that she didn't have the strength to argue with me.

Finally, I hugged her back, bent her body backward, and triumphantly leaned down to suckle her nipple. Unexpectedly, she became restless in my arms, her mischievous hands reaching around from behind and grabbing my manhood.

Oh my god! I stopped sucking; the intense erection made me gasp. "You little rascal!

I'll teach you a lesson!" I hoisted her onto my shoulder.

"Ah! No! Master, spare me!"

I ignored her playful pleas, carrying her wet body to the bedside. I threw her onto the bed, took out several large bath towels, held down the still-laughing Jenny, and wrapped her in them. First, one towel from head to waist, then another from waist to legs, and finally from knees to her shackled feet. I then picked up the chains from the floor and tightened them around her feet.

"Oh! Master, I'm sorry, please let me go!" Jenny struggled in the bath towel, but my towel was wrapped in layers, and the last end was tightly bound with a chain. How could she possibly get out?

I watched her writhing body and felt an unusual excitement. I dried myself off with another bath towel, then pounced on the bed, pinning Jenny down, holding her writhing body, and laughed, "How about that? You know how powerful I am now, right? Let's see if you're still naughty!"

"Naughty!" she laughed loudly from inside the bath towel.

"Ah? Okay! Let's see if you're still naughty!" I said, reaching out to tickle her.

"Ah...haha...ah...have mercy on me! I wasn't being naughty, I just mean I can't be naughty anymore!"

I pulled Jenny's head out from under the first towel, and seeing that her hair was almost dry, I kissed her little mouth gently and said, "Do you like playing like this with me?"

Jenny smiled happily, "I love it! You make me feel so excited! When I was wrapped up, I really didn't know what you were going to do to me? But I knew you liked me, and that feeling was so good!"

"Haha...really? Am I that good?" I said, unlocking the chains on her feet. "Alright, you're dry now, let's get down to business."

"Business?" Jenny looked at me suspiciously as I unlocked the shackles on her feet.

I threw the shackles on the ground, crawled over and hugged her, "What? Isn't giving me a child the business?"

Jenny looked at me passionately, "Master, you're so good!"

I didn't unlock her handcuffs, and just let her walk with her hands behind her back as I brought her to orgasm.

We played until very late, and I looked out the window. I heard a light rain falling outside. I held the exhausted Jenny in my arms. Though still handcuffed, she slept peacefully. My hand secretly kneaded her nipple, still erect in her sleep, soft and elastic. Jenny hummed softly but didn't wake. She looked like a doll, a beautiful doll, as she slept.

The next day I overslept and couldn't find Jenny in bed. The rain continued to fall.

I got dressed and saw Jenny's transparent dress and high heels on the floor. Where had this mischievous little girl gone without clothes? She was 23 years old, and I was 70 years older than her. Although I looked like her brother, I was old enough to be her grandfather. But I couldn't let her know; it would frighten her.

"Ah—" Jenny screamed from downstairs. I had just finished dressing, buttoning my shirt one last time. Hearing the scream, I rushed downstairs.

The sound was coming from the kitchen. As soon as I reached the kitchen door, I understood. It was Kailu being naughty again. I rushed to the kitchen door and patted Kailu on the head. He stepped aside, and I saw Jenny in the kitchen, naked and barefoot, wearing only an apron that barely covered her full breasts and slender thighs.

Her bare back was pressed against the cold wall, holding a sharp kitchen knife. She let out a sigh of relief when she saw me, her body going limp.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," she shook her head.

"Don't you have any training involving military dogs?" I asked curiously.

"Yes, Master. But... but this is Master's dog, and it seems smarter than a military dog."

"That's right." I nodded, then looked at her hands strangely. "How did you unlock the handcuffs?"

"Master, aren't your keys on the table?" It seemed Jenny had experience with handcuffs; otherwise, how could she unlock them from behind?

I looked at Jenny and then at Kailu. Jenny needed to know Kailu to stay. I beckoned to Jenny from the kitchen doorway. "Jenny, come here."

Jenny hesitated for a moment, then walked towards me.

"Put the knife down!" I said, looking at her tense face. "Trust me, it'll be alright."

"Yes, Master." Jenny put down the knife, but remained cautious, hiding behind me.

I grabbed Jenny's hand. "Squat down first, don't move." Although still afraid, Jenny was very obedient.

I had Kailu sit opposite Jenny. "Kailu, this is Jenny, shake her hand."

Kailu stuck out its tongue, shook its big head, and extended its right front paw. I nodded to Jenny first. Jenny looked at me uneasily, but finally extended its snow-white right hand.

Jenny gradually approached Kailu's front paw, and seeing no problem, boldly grasped it. Kailu, seeing Jenny holding its paw, shook it amicably.

“Haha…” Jenny laughed. “That’s so funny, such a smart dog.”

“Jenny, it’s your turn. Introduce yourself to it, and it will recognize you.”

“Really?” Jenny asked innocently, then began to introduce herself to Kailu. “My name is Jenny. Petty, do you understand?”

Kailu nodded its large head.

“Haha… it nodded.” Jenny smiled happily.

“Continue…” I encouraged Jenny.

“Okay, Kailu, listen. I am… I am Vancl’s sex slave.”

At this moment, Kailu strangely raised its head, but did not nod.

“Jenny, the word ‘sex slave’ is too abstract for Kailu; it doesn’t understand.”

“Oh.” Jenny blushed. “Well… Mr. Vancl is your master, so you have to listen to him, right?”

Seeing Kailu nod, Jenny added, “He is also my master, and I have to listen to him too. Do you understand?”

Kailu barked gruffly, then nodded.

“Haha… so smart.” Jenny was very happy. “So we’re friends, do you agree?”

"Woof woof..." Kailu wagged its tail happily. "Haha..." Jenny laughed again.

"Now, you can pet it."

"Can I?"

"Of course, you're friends!"

Jenny carefully reached out her hand, and Kailu licked her hand affectionately. Instantly, a tingling sensation spread throughout Jenny's body. "Oh, Kailu, don't lick me."

At this moment, Jenny touched Kailu's fluffy head. Kailu obediently lowered its head. "Haha...so fun."

Jenny soon got hooked on petting it, and simply hugged Kailu's big, fat head with both hands. Kailu affectionately rubbed its head against Jenny's neck.

"How are you? Are you alright?"

"Yeah! Kailu is the smartest dog I've ever seen. I think it understands me."

"Of course, it's my dog!" I deliberately didn't reveal the truth. "Alright, you two play, I'll go make breakfast."

"No! Master." Jenny suddenly stood up and stopped me. "Master, I'm sorry, let me serve you! Otherwise, I'll feel bad."

It seems it won't be long before Jenny changes her mind! "Okay! Please, my darling!"

"Thank you, Master." Jenny happily ran into the kitchen.

After breakfast, Jenny and Kailu played together. She was naked, chasing and rolling around on the floor with Kailu. I'd never seen Kailu so happy; it seemed their relationship had improved.

I lay alone on my bed in the bedroom. My bedroom was much larger than the guest room, divided into two sections, with a separate bathroom and toilet. The inner room was for sleeping, and the outer room was for entertaining guests and resting.

I listened to the rain outside, wondering how long it would continue. I really wanted to go out and buy Jenny some clothes; she couldn't always be naked.

While I was lost in thought, a warm body rushed into my arms. I looked and saw it was Jenny.

She was burning hot, her golden hair soaked with sweat, her body like a cute little seal glistening with water droplets, snuggling into my arms.

"Dear Master, I want to take a bath."

"There are bathrooms everywhere!"

Jenny pouted, pulling out handcuffs and shackles.

I just couldn't do anything with her!

"Fine! I'll punish you properly while you bathe." Saying this, I got up and handcuffed Jenny's hands behind her back. I threw her onto the bed with a jerk, then shackled one of her feet, and threaded the other shackle through the handcuff chain, locking her other foot. Now Jenny's hands and feet were locked behind her back; she could only crawl on the bed and couldn't stand up.

Just as I was about to take off my clothes and carry Jenny to the bathroom, Kailu rushed to the door. "Woof..." it barked.

"What's wrong, Master?" Jenny asked, lying on the bed.

"Maybe something's wrong? Kailu never barks easily." Then I went back to Jenny's side. "I'll go check and unlock your handcuffs first."

"No, Master! I want to wait for you here."

"What if I'm gone for a long time?"

"Then I'll wait for you."

"Okay!" I agreed, then said to Jenny worriedly, "I put the key on the bedside table. If it's been too long, you can unlock it yourself."

I took a towel from the table and covered Jenny with it. I didn't want her to catch a cold after sweating so much. Then I followed Kailu out of the room.

Kailu led me to the third-floor balcony and craned its neck towards me. I looked in the direction it pointed. The rain was still falling outside the window, and someone was walking back and forth in front of my gate with an umbrella.

Who was that? Whether out of kindness or malice, I patted Kailu's head. Knowing a mission was approaching, the dog followed me downstairs. Having Kailu with me made me feel secure; it was a dog that could assess situations.

I walked into the yard, holding an umbrella. The rain had subsided. I opened the gate and saw a slender girl.

She had long black hair, delicate features, and a graceful, upright figure. She wore a white short-sleeved shirt, brand-new jeans, and white high-heeled sandals. She carried a large suitcase, a paper bag of clothes slung over her shoulder, and held a floral umbrella.

She looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't quite place her. She saw me too, blushed, and nodded politely. But when she saw Kailu behind me, she was visibly shocked. Only then did I recognize her as the female assassin.

4. Returning After

All I had seen the female assassin naked yesterday, and now that she was dressed, I didn't recognize her. I coaxed Kailu into the yard; the rain had stopped. The female assassin looked at me somewhat embarrassed.

"Miss, is there anything else?"

"I'm here to return your clothes." She handed me the paper bag from her shoulder. "Thank you for the clothes." Her face flushed again.

"It's alright!" I took the bag of clothes and was about to close the courtyard gate.

"Wait!" The female assassin called out to me. I hesitated, looking at her. She said in a low voice, somewhat embarrassed, "Can I come in and talk?"

I told Kailu to stay in the kitchen on the first floor and not come out, then led the female assassin to the living room. When she saw the box binding her in the living room, her face flushed.

"Just say what you want to say!"

"I..." the female assassin stammered. "I want to ask you for a favor."

"A favor?" I was a little flustered. What did I have that she needed?

"Yes, I want... I want you to help me rescue my sister."

Oh! Is that so! This matter truly put me in a difficult position, so I said, "I think I'm powerless to help."

"No!" she cried out in alarm, realizing her loss of composure. She paused, then added, "Don't refuse yet. You can do it. Since you've already taken me, I think it should be easier for my sister. Please, do me a favor!" With that, she knelt before me.

I looked at her, feeling conflicted. I didn't want to provoke those heartless guys again.

"Please! You can tell them that you brought my sister here to 'train' me, because I care about her."

Seeing I didn't speak, she continued, "I'll do anything you want to rescue my sister!"

She stared at me urgently, but seeing my continued reluctance, she suddenly threw off her purse, grabbed the hem of her blouse, and pulled it off, revealing a white bra.

I hadn't expected her to do this, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you want me to be your sex slave? Train me now! From now on, I'll be yours..." she said, getting up and taking off her high-heeled sandals.

"That's enough! That's enough!" I stopped her, surprised by her reaction. I glared at her, frowning. "If I wanted you to be my sex slave, I wouldn't let you go."

"I know... I know you're a good person! I mean I can repay you." The female assassin's voice was also somewhat agitated.

"Don't rush! I'll try!" My heart was too soft, and I replied helplessly.

"Thank you..." Tears welled up in her eyes.

I was about to speak when the living room phone rang. Nobody here knew my number except Eugene and the island owner—it was like asking anyone to come! I gestured for the female assassin to be quiet, then picked up the receiver myself.

"Vancl brother? This is Eugene!"

"Yes! It's me. What's up?"

"Haha…nothing! Just wanted to see how your female slave is doing? Haha…"

"How much can she be doing in just one day?" "

Oh? Judging from your tone, you don't want me to see?"

This bastard! He's clearly here to investigate me.

"How could that be? When are you coming?"

"In a bit, I'm on my way, about half an hour."

Good heavens, so fast?

"Okay! See you in a bit!" I reluctantly agreed.

"Bye, see you later!"

I hung up the phone, my face extremely grim. The female assassin looked at me nervously and asked, "What's wrong?" "

That brat Eugene will be here in half an hour. He wants to see the results of my training of you." Then I added, "You'd better leave now! Don't come back! I'll handle things here."

"No! If I leave, my sister will never be saved!" She stood up, her mind made up. "He doesn't want to see how I've been trained? Let him see!" As she spoke, she took off her brand-new jeans, which she had just bought.

I saw her determined expression; she really wanted to put on an act with me. "Alright! But you have to hide your things in the guest room upstairs." I pointed to her suitcase and the clothes on the floor.

"Okay!" The female assassin, wearing only a bra and panties, put her clothes and shoes into the suitcase.

"You should answer now—yes, Master." I corrected her.

"Yes, Master." After packing her clothes, she ran upstairs.

"Wait for me in the lobby when you're ready!"

"Yes, Master!"

There was a dungeon in this building; the island's master had told me about it. I think the female assassin's current situation would be more realistic if she were locked in a dungeon. But I haven't seen this basement. I'm trying to figure out where the entrance is—no living room, no kitchen, no bathroom, no meeting room, no office.

Then I noticed something different from the second floor. There's a large mirror on one wall on the first floor, but this spot on the second floor should be a guest room. Something's wrong here!

Just then, the female assassin ran down from upstairs and, seeing me searching around, asked, "What are you looking for?"

"The dungeon where you're imprisoned!" I replied without turning around, but I saw her face turn red in the mirror. She was now naked, her black hair flowing down her shoulders—she looked incredibly sexy.

She came over and helped me examine the mirror.

Oh! Working with such a beautiful, naked woman must be quite an experience. My eyes involuntarily stared at her body. She stood up from under the mirror, saw my gaze, blushed, and didn't say a word.

Wow! I really didn't expect her to have such a gentle side. If it were her usual personality, seeing me being so indecent, she would have beaten me to a pulp on the spot. It seemed she truly cared for her sister.

Feeling a little ashamed, I said, "I'm sorry!" She didn't react, only saying calmly, "It's alright!"

I also carefully examined the mirror. It was very large, over two meters tall and almost two meters wide.

Decorative nails were attached to the frame. Suddenly, I noticed one of the nails; it looked the same as the others, but newer.

"Look at this!" I exclaimed, and the female assassin looked over.

We exchanged a glance. I tried to move the nail; it was a little loose, but I couldn't remove it. I pressed it down, and with a "click," the mirror popped open a crack. I opened the mirror; inside was a small room. I was a little disappointed. The female assassin went inside.

Just as I was about to call her out, she excitedly said, "Found it! It's the elevator!"

Ah! "So that's how it is." I entered the small room as well. The female assassin turned on the light. I saw an elevator controller near the door, indicating only the first and second basement levels.

The assassin started the elevator, and we went down to the first basement level. It was pitch black inside. I turned on the light in front of the door, and we went in. It was a large room with a central corridor and three large rooms on each side. The two rooms on the left were torture chambers, filled with all sorts of disgusting torture instruments. There was also a storeroom containing many handcuffs, shackles, collars, chastity belts, ropes, and sex toys. On the right was an office, a large dormitory with seven or eight beds, and finally another storeroom.

There was no dungeon here.

We then went down to the second basement level. I turned on the light and went in. The scene here shocked me; it was like a miniature prison.

In the center of the dungeon was a spacious corridor separated by iron bars, with cells behind the bars on both sides. The only walls in the corridor were in the direction of the elevator and opposite the elevator, and both walls were covered with things. On one wall hung instruments of torture such as high-pressure water cannons and electric batons; on the other side hung handcuffs, shackles, gags, chastity belts, blindfolds, and various ropes.

To the left of the corridor were small, fully enclosed cells, with six windowless iron doors visible through the bars. To the right were four large cells with iron bars, each containing a toilet and running water. Each cell had a large iron cage, and chains and iron rings were nailed to the walls.

I took a key from the wall and used it to open the iron bar door on the left. The female assassin followed me inside. I opened the iron door of one of the fully enclosed cells; the door opened outwards. Looking inside, it was pitch black. I found the light switch on the outer wall and turned on the light. I saw that the room was very small. Inside the cell was another layer of iron bars, dividing the already small room in two. Handcuffs, shackles, collars, and waist binders were nailed to the innermost wall in a star-shaped arrangement. Below the waist binders was a toilet.

It's unimaginable how long a person could survive locked up here! The scene here horrified even the female assassin.

So we came out, and I pointed to the cell to the right of the iron bars and said to the female assassin, "Let's lock you up here!"

The female assassin nodded, her face flushed and still shaken.

"But you'll need some instruments of torture. Go pick out the handcuffs and shackles." After saying that, I opened the right-hand gate and chose a cell with an iron cage that could be used for standing.

I opened the cage door, and the female assassin brought out the handcuffs and shackles. She didn't protest when I opened the cage door. She

just stood silently to the side.

The cage was small and she couldn't bend over, so I gestured for her to put on the shackles. She didn't say anything and silently cuffed her own feet. Then she gave me the key, dragged the shackles into the cage, and I handcuffed her hands behind her back before locking the cage door.

I then took the collar from the wall, which was attached to the wall with an iron chain, threaded it through the cage, and put it around the female assassin's neck. She watched calmly as I put the restraints on her.

"What's your name?" Only now did I think to ask her name.

"My name is Han Rui, Rui as in flower stamen. My sister's name is Han Lei, Lei as in budding flower."

I suddenly laughed. I felt she didn't resemble a flower stamen at all, but now she looked somewhat like one.

"What are you laughing at?" She showed that stubbornness again.

"Nothing." I didn't want to offend this thorny rose.

"You're talking nonsense! You're making fun of my name!"

Her mouth was sharp; she wouldn't let me off the hook. If she kept acting like this, all my efforts would be wasted when Eugene arrived.

"I think you need a gag." I really thought so, and as I said this, I went to the hallway.

"You're running away! Hey... explain yourself."

I came back with a rubber ball, ignoring her and directly putting it in her mouth. "What are you doing? Don't you want to talk things out with me?"

"No time! If you don't wear it, you can leave. You'll have to bear the consequences!" My words were icy.

Han Rui shivered involuntarily and opened her mouth. It seems that intimidation can make a stubborn girl obedient. I secretly smiled to myself.

I put the rubber ball in her mouth. This was the first time I had put this on someone; I used to remove it. I didn't expect it to be so difficult to put on, let alone remove it. Because the ball was so big, I finally managed to stuff it into her mouth. I figured she wouldn't be able to spit it out even without the rope. I tied the rope behind her head anyway.

I checked again to make sure there were no problems. Looking at Han Rui, completely naked, she resembled a delicate, snow-white lamb, caged and awaiting slaughter. Seeing my gaze lingering over her body, she lowered her head without a hint of embarrassment.

I locked the cell door, then the corridor gate, turned off the lights, and took the elevator up. As

soon as I entered the lobby, I heard someone honking outside. How fast!

I had no choice but to go out and greet them. I opened the door, and Eugene was already standing there.

"Haha… old friend, you look quite well!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Eugene walked into the courtyard. "You had a good time last night, didn't you?"

"Not bad!"

Kailu had also run out at some point. Eugene was still somewhat wary of this big black dog, so I had Kailu follow at a distance.

We entered the lobby, and Eugene asked mysteriously, "Which one do you think tastes better?"

"Taste? You mean the taste of taming, or the taste of enjoyment?" I didn't know what mischief Eugene was up to. I could only shut him up with words.

“Haha…” He stopped, leering at me. “No wonder my friend praised your taste.”

“You flatter me! I don’t deserve it.” It seems that in their eyes, these poor girls aren’t even human.

“Which one do you want to show me first?”

“Let’s go upstairs first!” It’s been so long, I don’t know how Jenny is doing.

“Okay, please lead the way.”

I led Eugene to the bedroom, where I saw Jenny still lying on the bed, covered from head to toe with a towel.

Looking at the towel, Eugene leered at me, quickly walked to the bedside, and lifted the towel.

Jenny was asleep inside. She woke up when the towel was lifted, and when she saw Eugene, she was startled at first, then quickly nodded to him and said, “Hello, Master Eugene.”

Eugene looked at the naked Jenny lying on the bed, her hands and feet cuffed together, and couldn’t help but whistle, captivated by Jenny’s beauty and allure in her bondage.

Looking into Eugene's greedy eyes, I snapped at Jenny, "Damn you, what did you say?"

Jenny was startled, not knowing what had happened. Eugene was also startled by my shout and instinctively withdrew his hand that was about to wreak havoc.

Jenny looked at me in panic, about to speak, but I interrupted her, saying viciously, "You dog of a servant, remember this: I am your master! Mr. Eugene is a distinguished guest."

Only then did Jenny understand my intention, knowing that I only wanted to protect her from Eugene's harm. She couldn't help but shed tears, "Yes!

Master. Please punish me, Master!"

Punish? Before I could think of anything, a thought suddenly struck me, and I said fiercely, "Of course I will punish you!"

I walked to the bedside, lifted the sheet under Jenny, roughly dragged her to a corner of the bed, covered her with the lifted sheet, then rolled her body on the bed, tightly wrapping her in the sheet. Finally, I tied the two ends of the sheet together.

Jenny was curled up inside, like a large bundle. I carried the bundle into the bathroom and hung her on the iron hooks used for suspending slaves.

I coldly said to Jenny in the bundle, "I'll deal with you after the guests are gone!"

Eugene had originally wanted to play with the cute Jenny a bit, but he hadn't expected me to hang her in the bathroom. I deliberately didn't see the disappointment on his face.

Eugene stared blankly at Jenny, who was still swaying in the bathroom.

After a while, he burst out laughing, "Goodness, you're really something, buddy. Jenny's a squad leader on the island! Even I don't dare mess with her normally, but you've turned her into this."

"So what! Even if she's a tiger, she'd have to crawl over to me."

"Fine! You're amazing!" He laughed and gave me a thumbs up, then asked, "How's that assassin, Han Rui?"

"Let's go! She's in the dungeon!"

We went down the stairs, with Kailu still following behind. I thought this was a good opportunity, so I said to Eugene, "Speaking of Han Rui, I'd like to ask you to ask the island owner for another sex slave."

"Who?" Eugene's nose was very sensitive; he seemed to have caught on to something, and his nerves tightened.

"Han Lei!" I said, feigning indifference.

"Han Lei?" Eugene hesitated, looking at me with distrust. "What do you want her for?"

"To train her, of course! Han Rui isn't easy to tame. If I have her sister, I'll have a way to tame her. Then, even outside the dungeon, she'll be obedient." My words were neither too harsh nor too blunt, but they made sense, leaving him no choice but to believe me.

"Really?"

"No problem! I trust my judgment." I nodded firmly.

I walked to the mirror, opened the elevator door, and the two of us and the dog got in.

We arrived at the second basement level. I turned on the dungeon lights, and Eugene went in first, me in the middle, and Kailu behind.

Eugene opened the gate, and I left Kailu in the corridor before following Eugene inside.

Through the cell door and the cage, I saw Han Rui unable to open her eyes due to the sudden light. She was still facing us with her hands behind her back.

Eugene looked at her snow-white breasts and swallowed hard.

"Look!" I pointed to Han Rui in the cell, "She seems pretty obedient."

Eugene opened the cell door, and I frowned. I didn't want Eugene to bully her, but I was helpless. Eugene walked to the cage, put his hand inside, and pinched Han Rui's nipple hard with two fingers. "Ouch..." Han Rui shook her head in pain, but the cage was too small and there was nowhere to hide.

"Ha...not bad." Eugene turned around and laughed, "The feeling is very strong, maybe she's still a virgin!"

"Oh? Haha...I'll try too." Saying that, I also walked over, put both hands inside the cage, and grabbed Han Rui's breasts. Eugene wanted to hold on, but he was too embarrassed to push my hands away, so he reluctantly let go.

I grabbed Han Rui's breasts and squeezed them hard. I didn't want Eugene to see through my act. Han Rui's breasts were incredibly sensitive; they hardened as I kneaded them, her nipples pressing firmly against my palm.

Han Rui breathed heavily, letting out a moan through her nose.

“Not bad, not bad…this woman’s starting to get horny,” Eugene chuckled.

I released her grip. “Come here,” I beckoned to Eugene.

“Watch me put on a show, see if she’ll listen.” I called Eugene outside the cell. I figured if I didn’t torture Han Rui, Eugene would torture her even more cruelly.

Han Rui opened her eyes, her gaze filled with terror. She didn’t know what I was going to do, but no matter what I did, she couldn’t escape; she was now like meat on a chopping block.

I turned my back to Eugene and winked at her sympathetically. After all, she had volunteered to come here to save her sister.

I squatted down in front of Han Rui, put my hand between her legs, and stroked her pubic hair, commanding, “Open your legs.”

Han Rui hesitated for a moment, then I continued, “Open your legs!”

Han Rui reluctantly lowered herself. The cage was small; she couldn’t move at all. To open her legs, she had to bend her knees to the sides.

I slipped my fingers under her, rubbing my middle finger against her vulva. Han Rui shuddered as if she’d been electrocuted.

Eugene watched with great interest as I disciplined Han Rui from outside the cell.

"Your treasure trove is quite something, baby, so wet and fragrant!" Hearing my lewd words, Eugene laughed heartily from behind, while Han Rui blushed.

I slipped my fingers into Han Rui's tightly closed labia, gently sliding them. Han Rui trembled, her chest heaving violently. Her breasts swayed helplessly.

"How is it? Comfortable?" I asked deliberately. "But I haven't found what I'm looking for here."

Han Rui kept her eyes closed, breathing heavily through her nose, but she still didn't close her legs.

"Do you know what I'm looking for?" Han Rui shook her head amidst her heavy breathing. I smiled smugly, "Silly girl! I'm looking for your...!"

"Haha..." Eugene laughed uncontrollably from behind.

I pulled my fingers out, stood up, and Han Rui still didn't close her legs.

I held my finger up to Han Rui's eyes and asked, "See that? The semen on it. Want to smell it?"

Han Rui shook her head frantically, but I ignored her and stuck my finger into the cage.

"Don't hide! Don't close your eyes!" I commanded. Han Rui stared wide-eyed at my finger, watching me smear the white liquid under her nose.

Then I turned around and looked triumphantly at Eugene, saying, "How is it?"

"Haha...not bad," he replied with satisfaction, then suddenly asked suspiciously, "Hey? How did you make her so submissive?"

"I have a secret!" Of course, I wouldn't tell the truth. Did I have to tell him I was going to save this girl's sister?

"No! She was really fierce on the island! I really don't know what she's afraid of. Is she faking it?"

This annoying Eugene, he's making me unsure what to do.

Suddenly I saw Kailu, and I felt apologetic. I'm sorry, Han Rui, I have to make you really scared!

"You really want to know the secret?"

"Of course!" Eugene grinned lewdly again.

"Okay!" I said, beckoning to Kailu. Eugene turned around and nervously took a few steps back.

Han Rui was terrified of Kailu. When she saw it running towards her, she screamed desperately, but could only make "woof woof..." sounds from her nose.

I took Kailu to the cage. Han Rui was so scared that she closed her eyes and shook her head frantically, her whole body trembling nervously.

"Don't be nervous, baby, let's have some fun." I threatened Han Rui with my mouth, then put my finger between her legs and forcefully scratched her vulva.

"Ugh..." Han Rui screamed, and a stream of yellow liquid "whooshed..." flowed down her thighs. Unexpectedly, she had urinated. Then tears streamed down Han Rui's face, and she sobbed.

When I turned back to Eugene, he was staring blankly. When he saw me looking at him, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Haha...

you naughty boy, you've got some skills. Now I really believe that with Han Lei, you can completely subdue her. Haha..."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

"Okay! I'll help."

Eugene left satisfied.

To learn about the Han Rui sisters' ordeal, please read the next episode.

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