The Abuse Manor 1-6

In the first six chapters of "The Debauched Manor,"
Ling Bi'er walked towards the grove, completely unaware that she had stepped into a tragic trap.
Ling Bi'er's beauty was universally acknowledged. No man could resist her unparalleled appearance, gentle demeanor, and kind heart. Although many coveted her beauty, no one dared to touch her. Everyone knew that Lin Bai, the white-robed gentleman known as "The Number One Swordsman Under Heaven," was not someone to be trifled with. Lin Bai and Ling Bi'er were an enviable couple. Lin Bai's
handsome and dashing appearance, coupled with his occasional neurotic arrogance, captivated many girls, inevitably leading to suspicion between him and Ling Bi'er. However, when several girls disappeared one after another, Ling Bi'er's kind nature made her restless, and she and Lin Bai searched everywhere for the truth.
However, Lin Bai's suspicions deeply hurt Ling Bi'er, and she finally left him alone, determined to find the truth and clear her name.
The groans coming from the woods drew Ling Bi'er inside. She saw a man lying unconscious on the ground, groaning intermittently.
Ling Bi'er quickly went to his side, took out the Jade Dew Pill she always carried, and gave it to the man. The man groaned in pain and opened his eyes.
"Quick, quick, go save Miss Zhao Ni, Miss Wu Qing..." the man grabbed Ling Bi'er's hand and said urgently.
"What did you say?" Ling Bi'er asked anxiously, "Where are they?"
"The Lewd Manor," the man said vaguely, "I came out from there to deliver the message. Miss, I'll take you to save them, I know how to get in."
Ling Bi'er hesitated. The Lewd Manor was the most notorious place in the martial arts world; the name alone sent chills down the spines of young girls.
The man continued, “Those poor girls have been tortured to the point of wishing they were dead. If we had gone any later, they might have been tortured to death. I know a secret passage that leads in, and we can rescue them without anyone noticing. What are you hesitating for, girl? Are you jealous and just hoping they die sooner?”
Hearing this, Ling Bi’er no longer hesitated. “Alright, let’s go.”
The man seemed to be seriously injured, and Ling Bi’er supported him as they walked, her whole body pressed against him. Ling Bi’er was so eager to save them that she didn’t notice how intimate their posture was.
The man led Ling Bi’er to the outside of a large manor, through a secret passage, and into a gloomy dungeon.
“Ah…ah…” A woman’s scream reached Ling Bi’er’s ears. She saw a disheveled woman tightly bound to a wooden frame, her clothes torn open at the chest, and a thug whipping her breasts.
‘It’s Miss Zhao Ni!’ Ling Bi'er trembled involuntarily. "Why are you doing this to her?"
At that moment, a short, shrill scream came from the other torture chamber. Ling Bi'er saw a naked woman lying unconscious, her lower body covered in blood, with a thorny wooden stick stuck in her. This woman was none other than Wu Qing, who often opposed Ling Bi'er.
Ling Bi'er stared blankly at her, her heart filled with pain. If the man hadn't covered her mouth, she would have screamed.
Just then, a thug poured a basin of water over Wu Qing's head, and she slowly opened her eyes. Ling Bi'er found that Wu Qing's cold eyes suddenly looked at her, and there was still the same hatred in them as before.
The man suddenly pulled Ling Bi'er into another torture chamber. But there were no women being tortured inside, only a few thugs.
"Greetings, Master!" The thugs suddenly bowed to the man.
"Who are you?" Ling Bi'er suddenly took a step back. The man was now standing upright, completely unharmed.
"I am the master of this lewd and cruel manor." The man smiled smugly. "My name is Murong Wei." "
Why did you capture them?" Ling Bi'er asked bitterly. "Why torture them like this?
They haven't treated you well." Murong Wei laughed. "If you were the one being tortured, they would be very happy. Miss Ling, you are too kind.
Let them go." Tears streamed down Ling Bi'er's pure and beautiful face. "
Let them go?" Murong Wei suddenly grinned lewdly. "Why should I?" I just wanted to use them to keep Lin Bai in check. Lin Bai has stolen all my thunder.
Seeing Ling Bi'er remain silent, Murong Wei deliberately said to the thugs, "What are you still standing here for? Those two girls are yours. But be careful, don't kill them like before."
Wait! The screams from next door came again, and Ling Bi'er couldn't bear it any longer. "Let them go, I'll stay," she said resolutely, her voice trembling.
Murong Wei laughed again. This innocent and kind girl was indeed under his control. "
This isn't good," Murong Wei said deliberately. "Although Miss Ling is the most beautiful woman, exchanging one for two is still a loss for me." He hesitated for a moment, "Unless… you can withstand three of my blows and still stand up." "
Okay," Ling Bi'er said without hesitation. "I'll withstand three of your blows, and once I stand up, you'll unconditionally release them." "
It seems Miss Ling doesn't know martial arts, does she?" Murong Wei asked again, "I don't want to kill such a peerless beauty like this."
"No need to say more." Ling Bi'er walked up to him. "Make your move.
" Murong Wei gently struck Ling Bi'er's chest with a palm. Ling Bi'er staggered back several steps, swaying and barely managing to stand, blood gushing from the corner of her mouth, her face instantly turning pale. "
The second blow." Murong Wei said, striking Ling Bi'er in the back.
Ling Bi'er flew out, landing in the corner of the room. She struggled to prop herself up with her elbows, just managing to lift one… Halfway up, she suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed back to the ground. "
If you can't stand up, so be it." Murong Wei said from the side, "Do you want me to help you?"
"No…" Ling Bi'er managed to utter the word, gripping the rough wall with her fingers and slowly straightening up. She gripped so tightly, as if she were leaning her entire weight against the wall, that her delicate fingers bled. "
The third strike, come on." Ling Bi'er smiled slightly, her face as pale as snow.
Murong Wei was somewhat puzzled. With a determined expression, he finally nodded and said, "Alright, I've never seen such a stubborn woman as you." As he spoke, he struck Ling Bi'er's chest with a third blow.
Because she was standing against the wall, Ling Bi'er couldn't retreat to absorb the force of the blow and took it head-on. However, her posture remained unchanged; she still stood, only the gushing blood stained her chest bright red. "
Release them," Ling Bi'er said weakly.
Murong Wei sighed. "Your internal injuries have worsened because you were trying to stand. But seeing your determination, I agree to release them." "
Okay." Ling Bi'er smiled slightly, then collapsed to the ground, unable to hold on any longer.

Three

days later, Ling Bi'er awoke. She didn't know what medicine she had used, but her injuries had miraculously healed. She rolled out of bed and found herself wearing a snow-white, semi-transparent gauze dress. A wave of shame washed over her, and she quickly shrank back under the covers.
Murong Wei entered. "I have released them as promised.
Return my clothes..." "Give it to me, let me go." Ling Bi'er said coldly. "
I only promised to release them, not you." Murong Wei leered, "How could I bear to let a beauty like you go?" He then leaned in and pulled back Ling Bi'er's blanket.
*Slap!* A crisp slap landed on Murong Wei's face.
Murong Wei's eyes were filled with lust. He abruptly pulled back the blanket, grabbed Ling Bi'er, and headed towards the next room.
Ling Bi'er struggled desperately, but to no avail.
The next room contained only a wooden platform that resembled neither a bed nor a table, its mechanisms seemingly quite complex. Murong Wei placed Ling Bi'er on the platform, pinning her wrists down with one hand while tearing at her barely visible gauze dress with the other. Ling Bi'er struggled desperately, but this only excited Murong Wei more. Soon, Ling Bi'er was completely naked before him. Murong Wei's
bloodshot eyes stared at the beauty lying before him. She exuded youthful energy, her thighs were shapely and firm, her waist slender, her calves long and graceful, her skin snow-white, emanating a fragrant aroma, her curves impeccable, her face captivating—she was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. Even more remarkable was that, although she and Lin Bai were mutually in love, she was said to still be a virgin. Thinking of this, Murong Wei couldn't help but feel smug.
Murong Wei slowly stroked Ling Bi'er's entire body, as if admiring a rare treasure. When his hand slid from her lower abdomen down between her legs, Ling Bi'er's previously stiff body trembled slightly. It was a feeling she had never experienced before. Ling Bi'er's forbidden territory, untouched by her nineteen years of virginity, was being caressed tonight by a strange man she loathed. She struggled in vain, two lines of clear tears slowly sliding down her cheeks.
Murong Wei, in a vengeful manner, parted her legs, revealing her vulva, a veritable paradise of youth, glossy pubic hair, and tender red labia. The sight was too much for Murong Wei to bear; his penis stood erect, and his breathing became rapid. He roughly groped and fiddled with it, then picked up a small porcelain bottle and smeared some medicine on his enormous penis. Instantly, his penis, which was already more than half a foot long, became much thicker and harder, its glistening surface radiating a smooth sheen. Waves of heat surged from his lower body to his throat. His eyes were bloodshot, and like a beast in heat, he pounced on Ling Bi'er…
His penis, with practiced ease, found the Peach Blossom Cave. Due to the medicine, the smooth shaft wasn't blocked by the lack of vaginal fluid, and it easily squeezed inside. He felt Ling Bi'er's body stiffen, and she let out a scream as her penis was trapped. Although Ling Bi'er was strong and stubborn, she could no longer endure this torment and pain. The violation of her sacred sanctuary caused her to scream in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her instincts and the pain made her abdominal muscles contract, but the contractions only exacerbated the pain, causing her to break out in a cold sweat. She freed her hands and tried to push Murong Wei away. An instinctive protective force gave her unprecedented strength, and her lower body unconsciously contracted tightly.
Murong Wei, already burning with lust, slapped Ling Bi'er away. Just as he was about to thrust in, Ling Bi'er desperately struggled. He expertly grabbed her arms, pulled them back, and his feet triggered a mechanism on the bed. With a "click," two iron rings extended from the headboard, locking Ling Bi'er's wrists. Ling Bi'er struggled and screamed, but no one heard her. She could only tightly clamp her legs together, her body twisting stubbornly. But her struggles only fueled Murong Wei's lust. He forcefully pried open Ling Bi'er's thighs with his fingertips, causing her to scream in even greater pain.
Suddenly, Ling Bi'er felt her feet being bound by iron rings. Murong Wei pressed a mechanism, and Ling Bi'er's taut legs were spread wide. He took a deep breath, thrusting his hips forward, plunging his penis, which had only been partially inside, all the way in. Ling Bi'er let out a long, agonizing scream and fainted. Ling Bi'er, delicate and boneless, had never experienced a man's penetration of her forbidden zone before; it was Murong Wei's rough and enormous penis.

At this moment, Murong Wei had completely disregarded any notion of chivalry. He only felt that Ling Bi'er's vagina was unusually warm and moist, the flesh walls tightly gripping his thick penis. Deep within her, he could faintly feel the twitching of muscles, like a small mouth sucking on his phallus. He thrust his hips forward again, inserting his half-foot-long penis all the way into Ling Bi'er's vagina. He seemed to hear the sound of her hymen breaking. His penis was so tightly connected to Ling Bi'er's vagina that even the blood of a virgin couldn't flow out. An instinct made him thrust his thick penis in and out of Ling Bi'er's warm and narrow vagina. The feeling was the most unique he had ever experienced with any woman. She excited him, as if this vagina was made for him, narrow and elastic, and constantly twitching. He thrust desperately, panting like an ox. The power of the drug combined with his own extraordinary strength made him extremely energetic.
With his thrusts, Ling Bi'er's virgin blood flowed from her vagina along with his penis, staining the bed. The intense pain jolted Ling Bi'er awake from her unconsciousness. She felt a tearing pain in her lower body. Murong Wei was pounding into her like a wild horse, his thick penis throbbing as if her lower body was about to burst. She couldn't bear the pain. She shook her head desperately and twisted her body in vain. She cried out and begged for mercy: "No, ah... ah... let me go, please, ah..." Tears streamed down her cheeks. She gritted her teeth and struggled desperately against the iron rings, her wrists bleeding from the friction. But Murong Wei seemed tireless in his thrusting, each stroke more forceful than the last, his penis growing thicker and thicker. She felt she was going to die, to be tortured to death like this. One hundred, five hundred, one thousand strokes... Ling Bi'er's consciousness began to blur, her lower body gradually becoming numb...
Suddenly, she felt Murong Wei's penis swell inside her, then felt a sudden emptiness. Murong Wei withdrew his penis. He felt he was about to ejaculate, so he expertly pulled it out. He panted for a moment, ignoring Ling Bi'er's desperate pleas, turned her over, and activated a mechanism. Two iron rings grabbed her hands, while two iron rods extended from behind her ankles, arching her body. A large cotton sack rose from under the bed to support her body, and Murong Wei's penis entered her body from behind again. This time it was even deeper than the first, and the pain remained unabated. Murong Wei began thrusting in forcefully again, while Ling Bi'er's cries gradually weakened, turning into hoarse moans. Tears streamed down her face as she desperately shook her head, her hair trembling wildly, her body rocking back and forth with each thrust from Murong Wei.
One thrust, two thrusts, a hundred thrusts, five hundred thrusts… her moans rose wave after wave, like an endless hell. The pain was like a needle, piercing her heart again and again—an unbearable agony. Beads of sweat dripped from her body, her moans so alluring that Murong Wei almost ejaculated several times. But he used the internal energy he had cultivated for over a year in the Yin-Yang Dual Harmony Technique to force back his semen, desperately venting his lust on Ling Bi'er's body.
After an unknown amount of time, he activated the mechanism again, hoisting Ling Bi'er's body up. Standing on the bed, he held her waist and thrust desperately, while his mouth frantically bit and gnawed at Ling Bi'er's high, firm breasts... Then he made Ling Bi'er straddle him, inserting his penis from below, with two iron chains binding Ling Bi'er's slender waist. As the mechanism repeatedly lifted Ling Bi'er off and onto his body, he closed his bloodshot eyes, listening to Ling Bi'er's incessant painful moans and pleas, enjoying the stimulation and pleasure...
until dawn, changing positions nine times in total. Ling Bi'er's moans turned into gasps, her consciousness blurred, and she didn't know where she was. She knew only pain, only struggle, and didn't even know what position she was in. Murong Wei arched her body, inserting his thick penis into her anus. An even stronger stimulation caused Murong Wei to let out low growls. The excruciating pain made Ling Bi'er, who was already somewhat numb, scream again. She gritted her teeth, desperately shaking her hair, tears and sweat streaming down her neck. Murong Wei entered her body from behind, and she was powerless to resist, unable to exert any strength, only passively being pounded by Murong Wei. She was rocked back and forth, passively enduring this endless, brutal torture...
When Murong Wei unlocked her iron ring mechanism and lowered her back to the initial position, it was already the next morning. A night of torment and abuse had left her breathless, her entire body covered in sweat. She gasped for air, her body limp and powerless to resist. Murong Wei, too, was drenched in sweat from exhaustion. After catching his breath, he swallowed two pills, concentrating all his energy on his penis, which, though somewhat limp, became vigorous again. He spread Ling Bi'er's thighs, cushioned her waist with a quilt, and thrust his penis into her again. Ling Bi'er only let out a slight moan, biting her red lips, her brow furrowing; she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.
This time, Murong Wei was even more frenzied. He pressed himself against Ling Bi'er, thrusting in and out relentlessly. His mouth greedily kissed Ling Bi'er's firm, high, yet soft and elastic breasts, brimming with youthful vitality. He kissed her sweet, warm, and sensual lips, kissing every inch of her skin. His rough tongue forced open Ling Bi'er's lips, plunging into her mouth and swirling wildly. His lower body, aroused by all this, thrust wildly. He inhaled Ling Bi'er's fragrance, looked at her beautiful face, now like a pear blossom in the rain, covered in tears and sweat, and felt the warm, stimulating, and exhilarating pleasure within her body. Especially the involuntary twitching from his lower body, like a small mouth enveloping his **, sucking desperately, stimulating Murong Wei to thrash wildly, the impact making Ling Bi'er feel as if she could hear her pubic bone shattering...
Another two hours passed, and finally Murong Wei's penis became increasingly out of his control. This sensation made it thicker and harder, and the semen that had been unable to be contained flowed down his penis towards his ** as his power weakened. He felt as if his penis was about to explode, and Ling Bi'er also felt his penis thrusting faster, more powerfully, and harder.
Finally, like a landslide or a raging flood, the semen that Murong Wei had suppressed for nearly ten hours erupted. Murong Wei, as if possessed, used all his strength to tightly embrace Ling Bi'er, his mouth biting down hard on her right breast. His penis convulsed and thrust in with boundless power, emitting wild, beast-like roars. Murong Wei's penis swelled violently, causing Ling Bi'er unbearable pain in her lower body. The relentless torment once again made her faint. When Ling Bi'er awoke from

the three lashes

, Murong Wei was already asleep, exhausted, beside her. Despite the excruciating pain in her lower body, Ling Bi'er struggled to get up and put on the white gauze dress. At this moment, she was utterly despondent, her heart filled with hatred for Murong Wei. She looked around but found no means to kill him. In desperation, Ling Bi'er grabbed the iron chain that had been binding her wrists and yanked it around Murong Wei's neck.
Startled, Murong Wei snapped back to reality. He grabbed the chain around his neck with one hand and swung it at Ling Bi'er with the other. Ling Bi'er, unskilled in martial arts and extremely weak, was knocked to the corner of the room and couldn't get up for a moment.
"Fine, you dare to lay a hand on me!" Murong Wei stared at Ling Bi'er on the ground, his eyes filled with cruelty. "My interest in the women I've played with is in torturing them to the point of wishing they were dead. I was planning to play with you a few more times, but since you've chosen to die, don't blame me." With a slap, several thugs entered and grabbed Ling Bi'er.
"Take her to the torture chamber," Murong Wei said with a sneer. "Torture such a stunning beauty; it'll be even more exciting."
The thugs roughly dragged Ling Bi'er into the torture chamber, where two thick iron chains with rings hung from the gloomy stone roof. Ling Bi'er stood on the ground, her arms outstretched, chained to the center of the torture chamber. Her long hair was disheveled, and her face appeared even more delicate and fair against the backdrop of her snow-white gauze dress. "Truly a rare beauty," Murong Wei nodded in admiration, "I can't help but want to ravage you, to see the pain on your face, to hear your groans and screams. However, I really want to know something from you. I've heard that Lin Bai's swordsmanship has a fatal flaw. If you tell me, I promise I won't hurt you. How about it?"
"You dare to compare yourself to him?" Ling Bi'er smiled mockingly. "No matter how you torture me, I won't tell you."
"Is that so? Then let's try it." Murong Wei waved his hand, and a henchman took out a crocodile-skin whip soaking in a bucket of water and stood behind Ling Bi'er.
Murong Wei, on the other hand, sat in the armchair in front of Ling Bi'er, leisurely enjoying the sight of Ling Bi'er, who was bound by chains. Her eyes were slightly closed, but her expression was strong and unyielding, prepared to endure severe torture.
"Strike!" Murong Wei suddenly said viciously, "Let's see how long she can hold out."
The tough leather whip whistled through the air, mercilessly lashing Ling Bi'er's back. "Ah..." The pain exceeded Ling Bi'er's imagination; her body jerked forward, and an uncontrollable scream escaped her lips.
Murong Wei smiled triumphantly.
The second lash.
This time, Ling Bi'er didn't cry out. She knew Murong Wei wanted to see her scream and struggle; she couldn't let him have his way. She gritted her teeth desperately, minimizing even the slightest struggle, trying her best not to show her pain.
The fifth lash.
Ling Bi'er still didn't cry out, but her head was already shaking uncontrollably in pain, her long hair swaying from side to side. Her lips were bleeding from being bitten, but she remained resolutely silent.
The twelfth lash.
The whip marks began to overlap and crack, and blood slowly seeped and spread through her white gauze dress, visible even to Murong Wei sitting in front of her. "Just confess, I don't want to beat you to death yet," Murong Wei said.
Ling Bi'er remained silent. Only the cruel cracking of the whip echoed in the torture chamber.
The seventeenth lash.
Ling Bi'er began to cough slightly, blood trickling from the corners of her pale mouth. The violent lashes of the whip aggravated her barely healed internal injuries, and her arms rattled with the chains.
The twentieth lash.
Ling Bi'er's head drooped limply, and suppressed groans escaped her lips intermittently. Her back was now a blood-red patch, the once snow-white gauze dress now unrecognizable.
Murong Wei grabbed Ling Bi'er's long hair, lifting her face upwards. The pain caused her beautiful face to be covered in sweat, a pitiful sight that Murong Wei found quite pleasing.
“You’re very strong,” Murong Wei said with a smile. “I knew that from the three slaps I gave you a few days ago. You have an unparalleled tolerance for torture. Therefore, I will make good use of you. Will you talk or not?”
“No… I won’t talk.” Ling Bi’er managed to utter these two words
. *Crack*—another lash came down hard.
“Ah…” Murong Wei gripped Ling Bi’er’s hair tightly, preventing her from even instinctively flinching. She could only endure the brutal torture, the misery of which was beyond description.
The whip continued to fall, and with each lash, a mouthful of blood gushed from Ling Bi’er’s mouth. Finally, she convulsed violently and fainted.
“Splash sand,” Murong Wei said fiercely. “I don’t believe I can’t cure this girl.”
A bucket of sand was splashed onto Ling Bi’er’s bloodied back, and the excruciating pain woke her up. “Ah…” A piercing scream finally rang out.
The thirty-first lash.
The sand was brutally lashed into her flesh, and this time Ling Bi'er could no longer endure it. She struggled desperately, letting out pitiful groans. "Ah...ya..."
The thirty-second lash.
"Ah...ah..." Amidst the clanking of the chains, Ling Bi'er's body shook violently, her consciousness gradually blurring, "No...don't..."
"Then will you confess or not?" Murong Wei sat in the grand chair, legs crossed, asking with interest.
"No, no...confess." Ling Bi'er's voice was already blurred, but these words were not wrong.
The thirty-third lash. The forty-fifth
lash. The
fifty-second lash.
...
Ling Bi'er once again fell into a deep coma.
A bucket of water was poured over her head, and Ling Bi'er trembled, sinking back into endless pain.
Murong Wei held her chin in his hand, carefully examining her pale, beautiful face beneath her wet black hair, and couldn't help but sigh with admiration.
A thug brought over a bowl of ginseng soup, pried open Ling Bi'er's small mouth, and poured it down her throat.
Ling Bi'er choked and coughed violently, blood gushing from her mouth again. But after the specially prepared ginseng soup from the Debauchery Manor, her spirits gradually improved, though the pain in her wounds intensified.
"Let her rest. We'll interrogate her again tomorrow." Murong Wei walked to Ling Bi'er's bloodied back, rinsed away the sand mixed with the blood and flesh with water, tore open the remaining gauze, and then applied a white powder to Ling Bi'er's wounds.
"Ah..." Ling Bi'er trembled violently again, the burning pain making her wish she could faint again.
"This is the manor's secret medicine, Wuji Powder. It'll guarantee your wounds will heal by tomorrow. But to prevent you from scratching and damaging them, you'll have to endure being tied up like this for the night." Murong Wei roughly pinched Ling Bi'er's flawless nipple hard with his hand, then left triumphantly. Only the pitiful Ling Bi'er was left struggling painfully in her chains. The effects of
the Four Wheels
of Limitless Powder were indeed remarkable. After several hours, the wounds on Ling Bi'er's back began to heal slowly, and the excruciating pain gradually subsided. However, the pain in her arms, bound by iron chains, intensified. This pain was like being thrown into a millstone, being finely ground and slowly boiled, leaving the tormented Ling Bi'er unable to live or die.
After a whole day of torture, Ling Bi'er was exhausted, and even amidst the agony of being suspended, she still managed to doze off.
Suddenly, the door to the torture chamber opened. Ling Bi'er awoke with a start, only to see seven or eight men who looked like thugs enter, staring at her lecherously. Several of them rushed towards her, but were stopped by one of them.
"Such a good woman, everyone should have a share. We'll draw lots to determine the order, and no one is allowed to renege!" the leader shouted.
"Listen to Boss Lu! But Qi Dabang has to be last!" the crowd clamored.
"Why am I last again?" a tall, thin man complained.
Boss Lu patted him on the shoulder. "Big Stick, it's your fault. Eight out of ten women you've been with have died from overdosing. How are we supposed to have fun?" Turning to the crowd, he asked, "Did you get the order right?" "
Of course, Boss first," the crowd chuckled. "Let's try something else first."
"I won't hold back." Boss Lu walked up to Ling Bi'er, ripped off the clothes barely covering her chest, and grabbed her breasts with both hands, kneading them roughly.
Ling Bi'er didn't scream, only closed her eyes in pain. His filthy hand touched her vulva, and suddenly a sharp pain shot through her as he was brutally penetrated.
Boss Lu moved with gusto, biting Ling Bi'er's breasts alternately. Ling Bi'er's body remained upright, making it difficult for Boss Lu to thrust. Boss Lu pulled out his penis and directed the men to operate the mechanism, shortening the chains and suspending Ling Bi'er suspended in mid-air, making her vulva the perfect height for his thrusting. Ling Bi'er groaned softly, her arms feeling as if they were being torn apart. However, this was only the beginning of the suffering.
Boss Lu thrust in again, this time with even greater frenzy. The other thugs groped her haphazardly. Waves of pain surged from her lower body, her breasts, and even her anus. Ling Bi'er's suspended body swayed helplessly with the onslaught, unable to escape her tragic fate.
Finally, Boss Lu ejaculated with satisfaction, releasing his teeth that had been tightly gripping Ling Bi'er's nipples. Ling Bi'er had barely caught her breath when another, even larger penis was thrust into her. The thick penis relentlessly pounded in and out of her body, tearing her delicate vulva, from which drops of blood flowed. Another thug, unable to restrain himself, circled behind Ling Bi'er, wrapped his arms around her breasts, and pressed his penis against her anus. With each thrust of the man in front, it slowly penetrated, then plunged in completely.
"Ah..." Ling Bi'er finally screamed in agony, the pain from the double assault of the two penises far surpassing that of when Murong Wei deflowered her. Her beautiful naked body was covered in the marks of the men's brutality, the chains rattling with each violent thrust.
"Tell us Lin Bai's weaknesses," Boss Lu said coldly.
Ling Bi'er remained silent, only groaning and screaming in pain.
The fourth, the fifth... Ling Bi'er bit her lip, stubbornly enduring. In the excruciating pain, she fought against the urge to give in. For the one she loved, she had to endure all the torture.
This seemed to be an endless torment. Each man ejaculated multiple times, torturing Ling Bi'er to the point of near death. She had lost count of how many times she had fainted and woken up, and each time she awoke, one or even several men were still raping and humiliating her, like a nightmare from which she could not escape. Semen and blood mixed together, flowing down Ling Bi'er's slender, shapely legs, pooling on the ground.
"Now it's my turn!" a voice filled with hunger and restlessness asked.
"It's all yours, Big Stick." The men chuckled wearily, finally giving Ling Bi'er's ravaged vulva a moment of respite.
In her semi-conscious state, Ling Bi'er vaguely saw a tall, thin man approach, and then the chains binding her were loosened, causing her to fall helplessly to the ground. Although her wrists were still locked, she could finally lie on the ground to relieve herself.
The man, without a shred of pity, grabbed Ling Bi'er's hair, lifting her upper body up. He forcefully pulled out his penis, pried open her cherry-like mouth, and quickly shoved it inside.
"Mmm..." Qi Dabang's penis was so thick and long that Ling Bi'er felt as if her lips were being torn apart. The man's foul-smelling penis filled her entire mouth and was still trying to explore her throat. Ling Bi'er couldn't even groan; she could only painfully shake her head, trying to spit out the foreign object in her mouth. However, Qi Dabang skillfully pressed down on her head, thrusting back and forth for a long time before releasing Ling Bi'er, cursing bitterly, "This little girl looks good, but her oral skills are terrible."
"Her lower body, especially her back, is very tight," someone interjected.
Qi Dabang grinned lewdly, forcibly turning Ling Bi'er's crawling body over, her beautiful naked body trembling slightly with the marks of abuse.
Ling Bi'er closed her eyes, unable to bear looking at the unusually large penis about to penetrate her body.
Qi Dabang grabbed Ling Bi'er's legs, pressed his penis against her swollen and bleeding vulva, took a deep breath, and thrust it in violently.
"Ah...ah..." Ling Bi'er felt as if a torch had been shoved into her lower body, and the painful and burning sensation continued to penetrate deeper. She struggled in agony and futilely, sweat and tears streaming down her face. Her lower body felt as if it had been sawed open, blood flowing from her torn vagina, the unbearable pain causing her to faint again.
Cold water was poured over her, and Ling Bi'er fell back into the abyss of pain. To her despair, despite the excruciating pain, Qi Dabang's penis still hadn't reached its full length. Perhaps afraid of killing her, Qi Dabang only went in a little further each time he thrust, but this was enough to make Ling Bi'er suffer excruciating pain.
Knowing he was the last one, Qi Dabang became even more unrestrained in his enjoyment of Ling Bi'er's body. After ejaculating into her vagina, he flipped her over, forcefully gripping her slender waist and shoving his penis into her anus.
"Ah...ya...ya..." Ling Bi'er's voice was hoarse, struggling weakly in excruciating pain, but she was already on the verge of death. Her head drooped limply, only her long hair fluttering back and forth with Qi Dabang's thrusts, a pitiful sight.
Qi Dabang's thick penis was fully inserted, and he panted heavily, his movements becoming even more brutal and savage. With each thrust, blood seeped out, eventually staining his entire penis red.
When Qi Dabang finally released her, satisfied, Ling Bi'er had already been unconscious for some time.
Lu Laoda reached out and checked Ling Bi'er's breath, nodding, "The Master's eyesight is truly accurate. This little girl looks delicate, but her endurance for torture is incredibly strong. Any other woman would have died several times over." He took out a pill and forced it down Ling Bi'er's throat, then applied Wuji Powder to her horribly injured lower body before leading the group out of the torture chamber.
The immense pain from the Wuji Powder caused the unconscious Ling Bi'er to twitch a few times, but she didn't wake up.
"Lin Bai, Lin Bai..." Her tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and Ling Bi'er still murmured this name in her unconscious state. It was two days later that

Ling

Bi'er saw Murong Wei again. During these two days, Ling Bi'er had been in a daze with a high fever. Fortunately, the medical skills of the Lustful Manor were superb, not only curing her illness but also completely erasing the marks of whipping and rape on her body. Therefore, in Murong Wei's eyes, Ling Bi'er, apart from looking slightly haggard, was still as beautiful and otherworldly as ever.
"Your Young Master Lin isn't far from here now," Murong Wei said with a sinister smile, pinching Ling Bi'er's chin.
"I know he'll come to save me," Ling Bi'er said, turning her head away in disgust. Bound tightly to the rack in a cross shape, she couldn't escape Murong Wei's dirty hands.
"It seems a duel with him is inevitable, so I'm more eager than ever to know the weaknesses in his martial arts." Murong Wei's tone suddenly turned fierce. "Are you going to tell me or not? I have many new tricks here that you haven't tried yet."
"Unless you kill me, I will wait for him to come to save me," Ling Bi'er said, her beautiful eyes fixed firmly on Murong Wei.
"Fine, let's try it," Murong Wei said coldly to the thugs around him. "Use the Five Elements Torture."
"Which one first?" a thug asked.
Murong Wei reached out and tore open Ling Bi'er's clothes, revealing her flawless breasts. He kneaded them forcefully, the snow-white, tender breasts constantly changing shape under his vigorous assault. Ling Bi'er closed her eyes in pain, remaining silent.
"Golden Punishment," Murong Wei said, "Give her these breasts a good beating."
"Yes." A henchman brought over a tray containing two slender steel needles.
Murong Wei personally took out one needle, teasing Ling Bi'er's nipple with one hand while slowly inserting the needle into her nipple hole with the other.
"Ah..." Ling Bi'er let out a miserable groan, her body trembling uncontrollably despite being tightly bound by ropes, causing her breasts to rise and fall.
Murong Wei grasped the other breast and carefully and slowly inserted the other needle into the nipple hole. Releasing his hand, Murong Wei smiled as he watched Ling Bi'er struggle. Half of both needles remained exposed, trembling violently. Blood streamed down her snow-white breasts.
"Well, will you confess?" Murong Wei pinched Ling Bi'er's chin, asking with a smile.
"He...will come to save me," Ling Bi'er stammered, cold sweat pouring down her face.
"Wooden torture," Murong Wei said coldly.
The thugs brought over a torture device—a wooden breast cangue—and fastened it to Ling Bi'er's trembling breasts.
"Retighten!" Murong Wei commanded, and the thugs activated the mechanism on the cangue, tightening it abruptly.
"Ah..." Ling Bi'er screamed again in agony. Several spurts of blood gushed from the nipple holes where steel needles were inserted, splattering onto Murong Wei's clothes.
"Retighten again!" Murong Wei observed Ling Bi'er's agonizing expression and continued to give the order.
"Ah...ah..." Several more spurts of blood erupted, Ling Bi'er's head swaying from side to side, gasping for breath in agony. The inhuman torture made her dizzy, but she didn't actually faint.
Murong Wei wanted to remove the breast yoke again, but seeing that Ling Bi'er's breasts were already mangled beyond recognition, he couldn't bear to ruin such a beautiful woman. So he ordered the yoke removed, grabbed a steel needle, and pulled it out sharply.
Blood spurted out, Ling Bi'er convulsed violently, and let out another piercing scream.
He pulled out another steel needle.
"Ah..." Ling Bi'er only managed this one scream before hanging limply on the rack, her body covered in cold sweat as if she had been pulled from water, too weak even to open her eyes. Blood continued to gush from her two nipples.
Murong Wei glanced at the red-hot branding iron in the brazier, reached out and picked one up. "I'll stop your bleeding, and at the same time leave you a permanent mark. So you'll never forget everything here." With that, he forced the branding iron into Ling Bi'er's left breast.
The heat forced Ling Bi'er to instinctively try to shrink back, but she couldn't move at all. She saw that the branding iron was specially made by the Torture Manor, shaped like a three-dimensional poppy flower, perfectly positioned to cover the breasts of the tortured woman, not only increasing her pain but also leaving an indelible mark.
"So, are you going to talk or not?" Murong Wei asked slowly. "This poppy is the symbol of my Torture Manor. From now on, you'll have one of these flowers on each of your breasts. Everyone will know you're a sex slave of Torture Manor at a glance. You won't be able to deny it. Your beloved Young Master Lin, after seeing this, will probably go soft before he even enters you. Haha!" The thugs laughed in agreement.
"You... shameless!" Ling Bi'er trembled with rage.
"Still being stubborn." Murong Wei grinned maliciously, pressing the branding iron hard against Ling Bi'er's bleeding left breast.
"Ah!" A wisp of smoke rose, and Ling Bi'er struggled violently for a moment before everything went black, finally losing consciousness.
Murong Wei poured some scarlet powder from a bottle and smeared it on Ling Bi'er's brand, rubbing it vigorously. "Ah..." The entire rack shook, and the intense pain woke Ling Bi'er. "You..." She managed to utter the word, but then had no strength left to speak, only convulsing in agony. "And there
's another breast," Murong Wei said. "Will you confess or not?"
Ling Bi'er seemed not to hear him, only breathing heavily.
"Fine." Murong Wei, enraged, grabbed another branding iron and pressed it hard against Ling Bi'er's right breast. "Will you confess or not?" The branding iron remained pressed against her breast, and Murong Wei stared at Ling Bi'er through the smoke, asking.
Ling Bi'er's hands clenched into fists in agony, her nails drawing blood from her palms. Despite enduring this inhuman torture, she never yielded. "Lin Bai..." she kept calling out his name amidst the excruciating pain. She
was tortured until she passed out, then awakened by even more intense pain, only to pass out again, then awaken again in agony... Ling Bi'er endured hellish torment. Finally, even Murong Wei was exhausted from the torture.
"Use water torture. We can rest now," Murong Wei ordered.
The thugs agreed and untied Ling Bi'er from the rack, binding her arms behind her back and her legs together with ropes. Suddenly, with a pull, Ling Bi'er was suspended upside down, her long hair cascading to the ground.
A thug brought a large wooden tub, just enough to suspend Ling Bi'er's head inside. Then he slowly poured water into the tub. Gradually, the water soaked Ling Bi'er's hair, submerged her eyes, nose, and lips...
The choking and suffocation caused the beautiful, naked woman hanging upside down to struggle violently. "Ah..." Instinctively, Ling Bi'er arched her back, lifting her head above the water. However, before she could even take a breath, her upper body slumped limply back down, her head submerged again, splashing water everywhere. After a while, she struggled to arch her back again, only to slump limply once more. This repeated several times, Ling Bi'er writhing miserably in the agony of impending death.
Finally, Ling Bi'er lay still, having been tortured into a deep coma.
Murong Wei didn't want to torture Ling Bi'er to death, so he had the wooden tub removed, but left Ling Bi'er hanging upside down. After a short while, water slowly flowed from her mouth and nose, and Ling Bi'er slowly awoke.
"Well, will you confess or not?" Murong Wei lashed out with his whip, leaving a horrifying bloody welt on Ling Bi'er's naked body.
Silence.
*Crack
! Crack!
Crack!
Crack!*
The sound of the whip striking flesh echoed, and the naked body, hanging upside down, swayed incessantly, blood slowly seeping from the wounds. But apart from pitiful groans, there were no words of surrender.
"Use earth torture!" Murong Wei shouted in exasperation.
The thugs used ropes to tie Ling Bi'er's hands behind her back and hung her upside down in the center of the torture chamber. Then they brought in several heavy city bricks.
Murong Wei walked over and played with Ling Bi'er's taut breasts, nodding.
A city brick was placed on Ling Bi'er's slightly concave waist.
"Ah..." Ling Bi'er's head, which had been hanging low, suddenly jerked upwards, then immediately drooped limply again. A trickle of blood welled from the corner of her mouth, her waist caved in deeply. The rope creaked and groaned, tightly binding her limbs.
"Will you talk or not?" Murong Wei continued to greedily fondle Ling Bi'er's breasts, his other hand even caressing her vulva and anus.
Ling Bi'er slumped her head, sweat and blood dripping onto the ground. She remained silent.
"Release her again!" Another brick slammed down.
"Ah..." Ling Bi'er could barely utter a sound; her head jerked upward, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood. The rope continued its horrifying creaking, drawing blood from her wrists and ankles. Ling Bi'er knew that if this continued, her waist would be crushed.
"Release...please, let me go..." Ling Bi'er cried out weakly.
Murong Wei stared at her in disbelief. "You're confessing?"
"Lin Bai's weakness is in his...right rib." Ling Bi'er coughed up another mouthful of blood and fainted.
Murong Wei ordered his men to remove the torture instruments, placed Ling Bi'er on the ground, and splashed her awake with cold water.
"Say what you just said again."
Ling Bi'er's lifeless eyes stared blankly ahead, and she weakly said, "Right rib...Lin Bai...was injured there before..."
Murong Wei smiled smugly. "I knew no one could withstand my Five Elements Torture." But he didn't see the mocking smile on Ling Bi'er's lips as she fainted.

Six. Revenge

. "*Man!*" Murong Wei stormed into the dungeon, grabbed Ling Bi'er lying on the ground, and kicked her hard in the stomach.
Blood trickled from Ling Bi'er's mouth, but she looked at Murong Wei fearlessly.
Murong Wei had lost an arm.
“It’s a pity…he didn’t kill you.” Ling Bi’er gasped for breath, barely managing to speak, coughing up blood again.
“You dared to lie to me! I’ll make you wish you were dead!” Murong Wei said angrily. “Drag her to the racetrack!”
Several thugs came forward, tied Ling Bi’er’s wrists together with ropes, and dragged her from the dungeon to the racetrack. The intense pain during the drag almost made Ling Bi’er faint again, but she was determined to die and forcefully suppressed her painful groans.
When they arrived at the racetrack, Ling Bi’er was deathly pale, covered in cold sweat, and too weak to move. A long trail of blood was left behind her.
“Strip her of her clothes,” Murong Wei said coldly.
Her blood-stained clothes were stripped off, and a gust of cold wind made Ling Bi’er’s naked body tremble uncontrollably, blood still flowing from her wounds.
The thugs led over a tall horse and stopped it in front of Ling Bi’er.
"Tie her up," Murong Wei ordered.
The thugs bound Ling Bi'er's limbs with ropes, tying her face up to the belly of a steed. The steed's penis, as thick as a fifth leg, was aimed directly at Ling Bi'er's vulva.
Only then did Ling Bi'er realize the kind of bestial torture she was about to endure. Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, she cried out, "Murong Wei, torturing a woman like this is utterly inhuman!"
"This is the fate of any woman who dares to deceive me," Murong Wei said coldly.
A thug mounted the horse, lashing its rump with a whip. The horse, in pain, galloped rapidly along the racetrack.
As it ran, the steed's penis slowly penetrated Ling Bi'er's vulva. The size of the steed's penis was incomparable to that of a human, and Ling Bi'er screamed in agony after only a fraction of its penetration. But under the rider's whip, the galloping speed increased, and the penis penetrated deeper and deeper, tearing Ling Bi'er's vagina apart. Blood gushed from her lower body, and her screams grew increasingly frantic and desperate.
The horse kept running, leaving drops of blood on the racetrack. A full lap.
Ling Bi'er's voice was completely hoarse; she couldn't utter a sound. In the excruciating jolting, she had died and come back to life several times, until finally losing all feeling. She was unaware of another insidious scheme that Murong Wei had devised.

"I wish I were dead." As the darkness faded, Ling Bi'er's first thought upon waking was this.
Was this heaven? In a magnificent, golden room, she lay on a soft, wide bed, covered with a snow-white blanket. Ling Bi'er tried to sit up, but she had no strength; her throat burned with pain.
Footsteps drew closer, closer. With a bang, the door was flung open, and a handsome young man rushed in.
"Ah... Lin Bai!" Ling Bi'er cried out, but her voice was barely a whisper.
Lin Bai looked over, but his gaze was crazed and icy. "So you're here," he sneered, but didn't approach.
"Lin Bai..." Ling Bi'er cried out with all her might, struggling to sit up, but she rolled off the bed.
Her naked body revealed two scarlet poppy blossoms on her breasts.
Those two scarlet blossoms made Lin Bai's eyes redden. "Don't play the victim with me." He suddenly rushed over, pinned Ling Bi'er to the ground, and slapped her across the face.
"You..." Ling Bi'er's head snapped to the side, and before she could react, Lin Bai's slaps rained down, making her stagger. "You *human*!" Lin Bai cursed in agony as he slapped her, "You actually became Murong Wei's sex slave!"
He didn't stop until he had slapped her about twenty times, the blood flowing from Ling Bi'er's mouth staining his palms.
"Listen to me..." Ling Bi'er couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her face. At this moment, the pain in her heart was far greater than when she was being tortured.
“When I first heard from Miss Wu Qing that you and Murong Wei were being intimate, I couldn’t believe it. But I asked around the manor and everyone said you were Murong Wei’s favorite concubine, so I was skeptical. And now, I see you sleeping naked in Murong Wei’s bedroom, and on your chest… there’s the manor’s insignia again. How can you explain this? I was afraid you would be tortured, but now I see you have no marks at all, and you’re even more languid than before. You slut, I really misjudged you!” Lin Bai said, suddenly pouncing on Ling Bi’er. “Since you’re a slut who’s available to everyone, why should I admire and respect you like before?” He frantically tore at his clothes, thrusting his penis into Ling Bi’er’s vagina.
Lin Bai moved violently, his hands kneading Ling Bi’er’s breasts without any mercy. Ling Bi’er, however, seemed to have lost consciousness, like a wooden doll, letting Lin Bai do as he pleased. There was no cry, and no tears.
"I'm useless, I'm useless!" Lin Bai suddenly pulled out of Ling Bi'er's body, crying out in anguish.
Ling Bi'er didn't need to look to know that Lin Bai's penis was only half the size of an average man's.
Ling Bi'er gently pushed Lin Bai away, struggling to stand up against the wall. With that movement, a sharp pain shot through her chest, and a mouthful of blood welled up. She covered her mouth with her hand and coughed lightly a few times, managing to take a step forward before finally stumbling and falling to the ground.
"Where are you going?" Lin Bai asked in alarm.
"As long as I'm not with you," Ling Bi'er said hoarsely.

Several days later, Ling Bi'er became a nun in a nunnery, never seeing a man again.
As for Lin Bai, seven years after destroying the Lustful Manor, he married Wu Qing. After that, his fate remained unknown.

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