[Fetish][Hijacking] (1)

(1)

Late at night, in an unknown small town in the south, a maroon Santana was driving on the road. The driver
was a young woman named Ning Li.

The car was driving very slowly, with a clear taxi sign on the roof, but no meter. This is what we often call
an unlicensed taxi. These kinds of cars are very common in some small towns because they are cheap and flexible, and
the locals are willing to take them. It's not as chaotic as people imagine. Overcharging and taking detours are only a minority. After all, most people in this line
of work are just trying to make a living, and no one wants to cause trouble.

As for Ning Li, she is not actually a driver. She doesn't even have a driver's license. Her
husband . The young couple are not locals. Half a year ago, they wanted to get married, but their families disagreed no matter what.
In a fit of anger, she followed her husband to this small town in the south, hoping for peace and quiet where no one knew them. The two spent all
their savings to buy a used car. During the day, her husband was out doing business, while Ning Li found a job at a medium-sized restaurant
. Although it was just a waitress job, she was already very satisfied with it, as she was a stranger in a strange place. Ning Li
's working hours at the restaurant are from 2 PM to 10 PM, with slight variations depending on the situation, but she has
free time in the morning. So Ning Li discussed with her husband that she would drive to work in the evenings and rest in the mornings,
thus staggering her hours. Besides, she didn't have a driver's license, which would avoid some trouble at night.

Tonight, Ning Li finished work late and rushed home, not even changing out of her restaurant uniform. It was
October . Ning Li changed her restaurant uniform skirt into trousers,
removed the bow tie from her crisp white shirt, and wore a short jacket over it. She wore
the black cloth shoes often worn by hotel waitresses, paired with white short cotton socks. With everything ready, Ning Li began her night shift. She felt
she was starting to adapt to this busy life. Ning Li was beautiful; although married, she
possessed both the charm of a young woman and the freshness of a young girl. Coupled with her sweet and charming personality, this
newcomer won the favor of her colleagues and superiors. With her job basically stable and her husband
working hard to make a living, everything was moving in a positive direction. Thinking of this, she felt a sense of relief; her own
hardships were nothing.

After driving for an hour or so, business wasn't good; not many people were hailing taxis, perhaps because it was so late.
Ning Li , and a wave of drowsiness washed over her
. She forced herself to stay awake; her husband had already warned her about the dangers of driving while fatigued. Just then, she saw someone waving for a taxi at the street corner and hurried over.

The people hailing the taxi were two men, one tall and one short. The streetlights were too dim to see their faces clearly, but she could see the taller man was carrying
a travel bag. The car slowly stopped, and the shorter man opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, while the taller man sat in the back.
After explaining their destination, the car started moving again.

Only then did Ning Li have a chance to notice the two men. The shorter man had a buzz cut and a sturdy build, while the other, perhaps
due to his height, looked very thin. He hadn't said a word since getting in the car, while the man with the buzz cut
kept chatting with her. Pretty women always attract men, and she was used to it. The man with the buzz cut
claimed they were looking for a friend, but the friend had already left, leaving them empty-handed. The naive Ning Li
didn't think much of it; she was inexperienced and didn't consider any loopholes in his story. She continued chatting with him,
gradually lowering her guard. Unbeknownst to her, the thin man
was watching .

Since she didn't have a driver's license, Ning Li tried to take back roads as much as possible. Getting caught would be disastrous, and besides,
her driving skills weren't yet proficient; back roads were less crowded. As they rounded a street corner, the crew-cut man suddenly pointed his chin out
the window: "Hey? What's that?" Ning Li turned to look, but before she could even figure out what was happening, a dagger was pressed against
her throat , the cold blade pressed against her delicate skin.

This sudden change left Ning Li stunned. "Don't move! Behave yourself, or don't blame me
for being impolite !" the crew-cut man said, gesturing lightly. He had completely abandoned his previous playful demeanor,
revealing a menacing nature. Ning Li had never experienced anything like this before; she was completely disoriented, her mind a jumbled mess, her hands
trembling .

Seeing Ning Li driving somewhat erratically, the skinny man said in a slightly gentler tone, "Alright, Fourth Brother,
be gentle, don't scare her." "Yeah, I'm warning you, don't try anything funny, or I'll scratch your face!" The crew-cut man
moved the knife away slightly, and the skinny man leaned closer, whispering in Ning Li's ear, "Don't panic, beautiful. We
brothers are only after your money. As long as you drive obediently, we won't kill you. Besides, you're so
beautiful temple as he spoke.
Ning Li suppressed her disgust for this man, nodded slightly, and whispered, "I... I'll listen to you..."
"Hey, that's more like it." The skinny man winked at the crew-cut man, who then turned off the car lights. Ning Li remembered
her husband telling her that in situations like this, she should never confront these men head-on; a small loss could prevent a bigger disaster, and personal
safety was paramount. She never expected something like this to actually happen today. The sudden encounter just now felt
like a dream, but the menacing dagger at her neck forced her to believe that what was happening wasn't an illusion.

Following the skinny man's instructions, the car drove into a grove of trees beside a suburban highway, going deeper and deeper into the woods.
Seeing they were almost there, the skinny man ordered Ning Li to stop the car, then got out, opened the driver's side door, and pulled Ning Li out
. "Get out, beauty, we're here." The crew-cut man helped push Ning Li out of the car, put away his knife, and
fiddled with the things in the driver's seat.

"Brother, this car is a bit old, it won't fetch much." Ning Li felt uneasy upon hearing this;
were they planning to steal the car too? "Brother, please, please have mercy, we'll give you all the money. You won't get
much but it's very important to us, really, please don't..." "Stop talking nonsense. If you won't shut your mouth
, then I'll help you." With that, the skinny man pulled out a piece of white cloth, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into Ning Li's mouth without further ado.
Ning Li's pleas were immediately muffled behind the wad of cloth, turning into muffled "oohs!" Then, the skinny man
grabbed Ning Li's upper body with one hand and opened the travel bag he had brought with his other hand, pulling out a nylon rope.
Ning Li guessed what he was going to do and struggled desperately, but her upper body was held tightly by his large hands, and her resistance was futile.
She couldn't imagine that such a thin person could have such strength.

"The car's a bit beat up, but..." The crew-cut man turned to look at the writhing Ning Li, a lewd grin on his face,
"Hehe, this chick's pretty enough, she'll definitely fetch a good price." "!" Ning Li suddenly realized
that they planned to take her and the car away together. In desperation, Ning Li stomped hard on the skinny man's foot.
"Ouch!" The skinny man cried out in pain, and Ning Li seized the opportunity to shake off his hand and flee for her life towards the edge of the woods. But
it was pitch black all around, and the ground was uneven. She hadn't run far when she tripped over something and
fell headfirst. The skinny man caught up with her, carrying a rope.

Enraged that Ning Li had escaped before he could properly tie her up, the skinny man used more force this time, pressing down hard
on her shoulders and kneeing her waist. "What? You little brat, trying to run away?" he said,
bringing his face close to her ear. "Don't be in such a hurry, there's plenty of time, hmph hmph hmph..."

He turned to the crew-cut man and shouted, "What are you doing? Come help!" Ning Li was pressed face down, and although
she couldn't see , she could imagine the skinny man's sinister smile. She struggled desperately, trying to turn around, but
she couldn't move at all. The crew-cut man, hearing his brother's shout, also ran over. He grabbed a rope and pretended to tie
Ning Li 's feet. Ning Li knew that with her legs tied, escaping would be difficult, so she kicked and
thrashed wildly. In her panic, her left black cloth shoe came off, revealing her small foot covered with a white cotton sock. At the same time, the crew-cut man
finally grabbed her legs and picked up the rope. Seeing her only chance to escape slip away, Ning Li
panicked, and large tears rolled down her cheeks.

The man with the crew cut had a penchant for playing with women's feet, and he thoroughly enjoyed the process. Ning Li was
lying face down, and the man roughly bent her knees, folding her legs up to make binding easier. Then, he
slightly rolled up the legs of Ning Li's trousers, pulling down the exposed white ankle socks to her ankles,
letting them hang loosely. He didn't like pulling his trousers and socks inside when binding her feet, but in the process, he
unexpectedly discovered that Ning Li was wearing stockings underneath her ankle socks—whether pantyhose or stockings,
he couldn't tell . A surge of excitement coursed through him, and he couldn't resist reaching into Ning Li's trousers to touch her
sexy, tightly bound calves encased in stockings.

Then, he brought Ning Li's legs together, inserted his index finger between the inside of her ankles, and placed his thumb and
middle finger on the outside of her ankles, squeezing inwards with all three fingers to firmly hold Ning Li's feet. Ning Li
struggled a couple of times, but it was useless; for a woman like her, this man's strength was too great. The crew-cut man held one end of the nylon rope with
his right thumb, and with his left hand, he wrapped the rope around Ning Li's ankle
, admiring her left foot in its white ankle sock as he did so. Overall, the socks were relatively clean,
very white at the top, with the individual tendons clearly visible on the instep; the toes, soles, and heels were slightly yellowed,
probably from absorbing sweat. The crew-cut man stared at the instep that was sometimes tense, the toes that kept twitching, and smelled the unique, intoxicating scent emanating from
the snow-white beauty before him. A surge of heat rose within him…

After her feet were held, the skinny man clearly felt Ning Li become much more docile. Perhaps it was because every part of the poor woman's body
that could move was restrained, or perhaps she had no strength left, only letting out muffled whimpers. Her resistance was not
as fierce as before, allowing the skinny man to tie her up at his leisure. His prey beneath him was trembling slightly,
which aroused a strange excitement in him. This was the feeling he wanted; this completely exposed
desire to conquer a woman was something every man was born with from the very bones. His eyes gleamed. He grabbed Ning Li's
wrists , twisted them behind her back, pressed them against her lower back, and pressed them down with his knee. He freed his hand to brush aside her long hair and
skillfully draped a nylon rope around her fair neck. The woman's fragrance emanating from her neckline aroused his blood even more
. Then, he split the rope into two strands, running it down her shoulders and under her armpits. The skinny man used his left knee to press against her
back and tighten it forcefully. He then repeatedly wrapped the rope around her arms, tightening it forcefully with each wrap. Next, he
twisted her hands behind her back and crossed them, wrapping them around her wrists several times, tightening it forcefully with each wrap. Finally, he brought the two strands of rope
together, passed them upwards through the rope behind her neck, and pulled them down forcefully. Ning Li felt as if her hands were about to be broken, and she cried out with each forceful pull of
the skinny man . She tried to resist with her last bit of strength, but she was no match for her opponent in terms of physical strength
. The skinny man pulled hard on the rope, forcing Ning Li's fingers to press tightly against her protruding shoulder blades, tying a
tight knot .

Having done this, the skinny man let out a
long unwilling to give up; her hands were still struggling, and she was trying to reach the knot with her fingers. "Damn it, still not behaving herself?
I'll teach you a lesson!" he said, grabbing Ning Li's shoulders and turning her over.
"Slap!" he delivered a hard slap to her delicate face, making Ning Li see stars and nearly faint.

But even the skinny man himself didn't expect that his slap would inadvertently pull out the wad of cloth from Ning Li's mouth.
Without thinking, Ning Li opened her mouth to cry out, "Help... ugh... ugh..." but the skinny man quickly
covered . Just as
the crew-cut man was about to tie a knot after tightly binding Ning Li's feet with rope, a ball of cloth rolled towards him
. He quickly dropped the rope, picked up the cloth, and caught a glimpse of Ning Li's white-socked feet. An idea flashed through his mind. After their earlier vigorous activity, Ning Li's feet were sweaty. The crew-cut man pulled down her slightly damp
sock stuffed the cloth inside the sock, crumpled it slightly, and
tossed it to the skinny man. The skinny man caught the sock with his right hand, and with his left hand covering her mouth, he grabbed Ning Li's cheek and pinched it, causing her mouth
to involuntarily open. "You little slut, you really hurt me just now. Let you taste your own feet!"
he said, taking the opportunity to shove the cloth inside. Ning Li immediately felt a pungent, sweaty stench fill her mouth, the sole of the sock pressed against
the back of her tongue, the salty smell making her almost vomit.

Although Ning Li doesn't have sweaty feet, she has to walk back and forth constantly every day for work. In addition,
the cloth shoes provided by the restaurant are of poor quality, not breathable, and make her feet sweaty, so her socks easily get smelly. Ning Li is a clean person,
but the fatigue of work and the pressure of life sometimes leave her no time to pay attention to some details. Often,
when she just stuffs the cotton socks she takes off into her cloth shoes and locks them in the closet with her uniform. The
socks she is wearing today have been worn for at least two or three days. She planned to change them for work tomorrow, but she never expected that they would use them as a gag and
stuff them into her mouth.

The skinny man didn't care about such things; mental humiliation was far easier to break a person than physical torture. He
used his thumb to push the sock ball in, stuffing it completely into her small mouth. Ning Li felt like the stuff in her mouth
was almost up to her throat; she was both angry and anxious, her pretty face flushed red.

After gagling Ning Li, the skinny man was clearly not satisfied; his aroused lust needed to be released immediately
. He turned to the crew-cut man and said, "Fourth brother, don't tie her feet up anymore, pull down her pants, let's have some fun
..." "Okay!" Ning Li was terrified when she heard this. Of course, she knew
what they meant by "have some fun." Although falling into their hands was probably only a matter of time, she didn't want it to happen so soon.
At least , she wasn't mentally prepared, or rather, she didn't even dare to think about it.

As soon as the crew-cut man untied the ropes binding Ning Li's ankles, Ning Li's violent kicks forced him to lower his legs
. He unbuckled her belt and forcibly ripped off her trousers. By this time, the skinny man had already
unbuttoned , revealing her pink bra. He straddled her, burying his face between her breasts, greedily
inhaling her intoxicating fragrance.

Ning Li was filled with shame and anger, but her body was pinned down; she knew she was doomed. With a
final, desperate struggle, Ning Li was exhausted and gradually lost consciousness. Seeing the woman's body
go limp, the skinny man fearlessly spread her legs, tearing at her pantyhose and the thin underwear beneath…

Meanwhile, the crew-cut man, naturally not worthy of competing with his older brother for the first round, wasn't idle either.
He grabbed Ning Li's left foot and fondled it closely. Rounded heels, beautiful foot shape, smooth soles, delicate
toenails as clean and flawless as seashells washed by the sea, five small toes tightly squeezed
together under the stockings. Flat-headed couldn't resist kissing them, bringing his nose close to smell the scent between their toes through the stockings.
At the same time , he reached out and pulled Ning Li's right foot, pulled off her cloth shoe, and pressed one cotton-socked foot and one stockinged foot together against his
face, licking, smelling, and caressing them with ecstasy, feeling the smoothness of the stockings and the warmth of the cotton socks…

About forty minutes later, Flat-headed let out a long sigh, satisfied, and climbed off Ning Li,
fastening his belt. The skinny man was busy packing in the car; he instructed Flat-headed to put Ning Li's clothes back on
and re-tie her legs afterward. Ning Li was still unconscious; she had regained consciousness a few times, but then immediately fainted again. Flat-headed
bent down and saw that her underwear and stockings were torn, so he simply took them off as well. He quickly stripped Ning Li naked from
the waist down, mischievously crumpling her underwear into a ball and slowly stuffing it into her vagina.
A pair of pantyhose and a white cotton sock that he'd also taken off smelled sour. He stuffed the white sock into his pocket; it was
a valuable item, too good to throw away. The crew-cut man folded the two long stockings together, using the middle section
to cover Ning Li's mouth, pulling the two sides behind her head and tying a tight knot to prevent the contents from falling out. This
was the skinny man's suggestion; the crew-cut man wasn't so meticulous. His thinking was much simpler. In his
mind so complicated? He didn't even consider that if she was stuffed into a sack and left in the trunk for too long, she'd either suffocate or die
from the heat . 　　By this time, the skinny man had finished tidying up the car and came over to help the crew-cut man put long pants on Ning Li, binding her knees and ankles. Then, the two of them lifted Ning Li up and stuffed her into the trunk of the car, slamming the lid shut. 　　The skinny man rubbed his hands, glanced at his watch, and seeing it was still before two o'clock, said, "So early, we can still find something else to do." "Huh? Go again? It's inconvenient to bring this little girl along." "Stop talking so much nonsense. When have I ever had a problem working with you?" "That's..." The crew-cut man never dared to contradict the skinny man, and the two of them got into the car one after the other. 　　As the car started, Ning Li was jolted awake. Her eyes weren't covered, but everything in front of her was pitch black. Her mouth was still stuffed with a smelly sock, so she couldn't make a sound. She could still feel the silk fabric covering her cheeks; she knew this was to prevent her from spitting out what was in her mouth. There was a throbbing pain in her lower body, as if something was inserted into her. She tried to struggle, but her limbs were tightly bound, and she couldn't move at all. The cramped space and the bumpy ride quickly made her realize where she was. She tried to use her bound feet to push against the side of the trunk, but she gave up quickly. Her shoes and socks had been taken off, and her bare feet hitting the hard trunk made no sound and hurt her feet. Ning Li knew that everything she did was in vain. The air in the trunk returned to calm. She didn't know where the two men were taking her or what awaited her. Thinking that she had fallen into such a situation, she felt utterly hopeless, and tears silently streamed down her face again... (2) 　　When Tao Feifei walked out of the nightclub, it was already past 2:30 in the morning. She was a KTV hostess there. Her job was to accompany customers to sing and drink, and so on. Of course, "and so on" could include a lot of things . Although it was a bit ambiguous, everyone understood, so there was no need to spell it out. Although it was not a clean industry, the income was quite attractive. It can only be said that this was the lifestyle she had chosen. 　　Tao Feifei left late today; the nightclub had already closed, and the street, which had been full of cars just moments before, was now deserted and empty. Tao Feifei walked towards the intersection, hoping to hail a taxi there. She always kept to herself, preferring not to waste time with other women. It was normal for people in the same profession to be hostile to each other, especially given their more unique . 　　The streets were quiet in the dead of night, and Tao Feifei's leather boots clattered on the ground. Today she wore mid-calf boots, a leather mini-skirt, a pink tank top that partially exposed her breasts, a platinum necklace, and her long, slightly wavy hair, exuding a seductive charm. Long stockings outlined the graceful lines , and although not tall, her S-shaped figure appeared exquisitely shapely under the dim streetlights. Whether it's her figure or her appearance, Tao Feifei is quite confident in herself. With just a touch of makeup, she is already radiant, which gives her a unique charm that sets her apart from other women of the night. Her only flaw is that she is only about 1.6 meters tall, but men seem to prefer petite women. Therefore, although Tao Feifei has not been in the industry for long, she is quite popular. The suave businessmen who come here are happy to give her face and support her. At the beginning of the year, a boss from out of town offered to keep her as a mistress , but she refused because she felt he was unreliable.

Walking alone at night is indeed a bit scary. Suddenly, Tao Feifei felt car lights behind her.
Turning around , she saw a taxi. A thought struck her, and she quickly hailed it.

The maroon Santana came to a smooth stop. Tao Feifei instinctively reached for the back door, but couldn't open it. Just as
she was wondering , the driver said, "Excuse me, miss, the back door is broken. Please sit in the front." Tao Feifei
didn't say anything, opened the door, and sat in the front passenger seat. The car started moving again.

The driver remained mostly silent throughout the ride. Tao Feifei opened the window slightly; the night air was very crisp,
and the night breeze felt pleasant. Feeling a little tired, she lazily slumped into her seat. The car entered
a side street, and the driver turned on the radio and played music, casually turning off the interior lights. The music
wasn't too loud, and Tao Feifei didn't mind. She shifted to a more comfortable position.

Just as she relaxed completely, suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and gripped her neck tightly!
The unexpected attack sent chills down Tao Feifei's spine. She instinctively
screamed but before she could even open her mouth, another hand reached out and forcefully muffled the sound. A
soft, cottony object was haphazardly pressed against her mouth and nose, and Tao Feifei felt a pungent, sour odor stinging
her nostrils. She tried to pry the hand off her mouth, but
to no avail ; it remained firmly covered. The hand that had been gripping her neck moved down, hooking
her elbows. Now, Tao Feifei's upper limbs were useless; her face and chest were firmly pinned
to the back of the chair by both hands. Her eyes widened in terror, not knowing what was happening behind her, but she was
certain there was someone hiding in the back seat; she could even feel the man's rapid breathing. Perhaps he had been hiding in
the back all along. Thinking this, Tao Feifei glanced at the driver, only to find him unfazed, calmly driving
as if nothing had happened. They were in cahoots! And very likely, they had been hiding there all along. She
regretted it inwardly; if she had been more careful when getting in the car, she wouldn't have missed someone hiding in the back seat, and she wouldn't have ended up
on this dangerous journey.

Then, Tao Feifei felt fingers pushing a sour-smelling piece of cotton cloth bit by bit into her mouth. She watched
helplessly as a white blob was completely stuffed into her mouth. The cloth wasn't very big; she could try to push it
out with her tongue, although it would take some time, but Tao Feifei knew it was pointless.
After gagging Tao Feifei, the person in the back slowly lowered the seat back and then forcibly dragged her from the front to
the back seat . The movements were rough, causing Tao Feifei to whimper in pain, but the assailant paid no heed. He had barely pulled her to the back seat when he forcibly flipped
her over, twisting her hands behind her back and securing a rope around her wrists. Tao Feifei had encountered clients with
unusual and had some experience with binding, but she felt the assailant wasn't very skilled at it
. He simply wrapped the rope haphazardly and tied knots, a far cry from the more elaborate methods his clients used. This
was clearly not a good thing; his clumsy technique forced him to use brute force, making
the binding process, which had once brought her pleasure, seem crude and crude. Of course, perhaps this primal brutality, especially the pain,
is what some people find truly pleasurable—but that's another story.

The assailant bound Tao Feifei's hands tightly, helped her sit down beside him, and took
her small handbag, rummaging through its contents. Only then did Tao Feifei have a chance to see her attacker. He had a crew cut
and a short, stocky build, but looked quite sturdy. No wonder he was so strong, Tao Feifei thought, subtly twisting
her wrist. The rope was tightly bound, chafing her delicate skin until it ached. She knew it would become numb from lack of blood flow after a while.
If her mouth hadn't been gagged, Tao Feifei would have begged for something. Although the man in front of her didn't seem like the
type to be gentle with women, she believed her charm could at least make her feel a little better.

Her handbag didn't contain much: a few cards, a cell phone, some cash, lipstick, a powder compact, and a pair of unopened
stockings. Some women always carried stockings with them; they didn't want to wear stockings that had been worn out, considering
it a sign of low taste and class. Tao Feifei had worried that if this amount of money wasn't enough, she
would suffer, but it seemed the man didn't care. The short, stocky man unpacked the stockings, stacked
two together, and placed them over Tao Feifei's mouth, completely covering her slightly open lips, then pulled them back and tied them in a knot.
He then casually removed Tao Feifei's necklace, earrings, ring, and other jewelry, stuffed them into his handbag, and tossed them aside.
The driver glanced at them and asked, "How much?" "Just over three hundred, plus a cell phone." "Damn! That's all
... But she's a good catch..." Tao Feifei saw a pair of eyes staring straight at her in the rearview mirror, and a chill ran down
her spine . "Hehe, you're absolutely right, the girl in front was already pretty good, but this one is even more
appealing." As he spoke, the short, stocky man pressed himself against her.

Tao Feifei didn't understand what they were saying, but she had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Before she could think any further,
a large hand had pulled her into his arms and grasped her left breast, while the other hand reached under her short skirt,
gently sucking on her earlobe and stroking it with his tongue. Tao Feifei wasn't wearing a bra; her breasts weren't particularly large, but for her
figure, they were considered full, and they felt especially good in her hands through her cotton tank top. Although Tao Feifei
was already used to men touching her inappropriately, the unrestrained kneading still hurt her, causing her to
whimper softly. The murmured sounds were like an aphrodisiac to the intruder. He
kissed every inch of Tao Feifei's exposed skin—her shoulders, neck, cheeks, ears, nose, forehead, even her eyelids. He
gently smoothed the part of the stocking covering her lips with his fingers, revealing two thin, cherry-like lips, and then placed them between her slightly
parted lips. The lip gloss seemed to have been wiped off during makeup removal, or perhaps it had been
removed when her mouth was covered earlier; her lips were now a pure, natural, lovely pink, moist and full—indescribably beautiful. Tao
Feifei felt the other man's breathing becoming increasingly heavy, his breath growing hotter on her face, and he was
constantly kissing her. Perhaps it was due to his profession, but smelling the masculine scent and feeling his teasing, Tao
Feifei involuntarily closed her eyes, her face flushing...

"Alright, alright! You don't do your job properly, you're all all over the place when you see a woman, you're a fucking good-for-nothing."
Clearly, the short, stocky man was annoyed by the driver's words, but seemed unwilling to disobey. He swallowed hard, his expression sinister.
"Okay, let's take it back and have some fun with it," she said. "You better be careful, or it won't be easy to sell if you break it."

Hearing this, Tao Feifei's heart tightened: human traffickers? In her memory, kidnapping and trafficking
were not unfamiliar things. In the late 1980s, crimes of trafficking in women and children occurred frequently in various places,
especially rampant in some small areas. At that time, Tao Feifei was still in elementary school. Once, her aunt, who had recently married into the neighborhood
, took her to play in the mountains on the outskirts of the city. She ran ahead, but her aunt didn't catch up for a long time, so she turned back. In the distance,
she saw two people carrying a bulging sack and hurriedly slipping into the woods. When she got closer, she saw
several hemp ropes and one of her aunt's high-heeled shoes scattered by the mountain path... Tao Feifei always felt fortunate that if it weren't for her
mischievousness when she was a child, she might have been abducted back then. Unexpectedly, man proposes, God disposes, and more than ten years later, she still fell into the hands of human traffickers by
chance .

The two men fell silent. One drove off, oblivious to where he had driven. Tao Feifei
, unfamiliar with the roads, struggled to find her way when she suddenly lost her balance and slammed
against the door. The man beside her had lifted her legs and placed them on his thighs. Tao Feifei guessed her
feet were about to be tied up. Sure enough, he pulled a nylon rope from under the seat and quickly removed
her boots, revealing her small, beautiful feet in white, short, turned-up cotton socks. Tao Feifei disliked the
discomfort of her new boots, and the exposed socks looked unsightly, so these socks were a better choice.
The short, stocky man continued, bringing Tao Feifei's legs together. He wrapped one end of the rope around her ankles several times, then
passed it between her ankles, wrapping it lengthwise around the loop several more times before tightening it and tying a knot.
Then, he pulled out another rope and used the same method to tightly bind her knees together.

After binding them, the short, stocky man looked at the two beautiful legs that were now firmly bound, a slight smile playing on his lips. He bent down and
brought close to the tips of Tao Feifei's socks to smell them. Tao Feifei's feet were as beautiful as she was; the white cotton socks
were spotless, showing that their owner was very clean and washed and changed them frequently. Tao Feifei felt uncomfortable from the hot breath on her feet,
and was also unaccustomed to having her feet smelled like this. She subconsciously pulled her feet back. She didn't know that this pointless
action would only further fuel the possessive desire of the man in front of her. In his eyes, Tao Feifei was a
lamb to the slaughter. He rolled up her short skirt with one hand, revealing two sections of her snow-white thighs, and stroked them back and forth. With his other hand, he
grabbed the rope buckle at her ankles, pulled her trembling feet back to his face, and put his nose between her feet,
smelling from the tips of the socks to the heels, and then the insteps, along the smooth soles. The unique scent of cotton socks mingled with a faint
leather smell, and even a hint of perfume. Tao Feifei sometimes sprayed a
lightly scented perfume on her ankles and stockings to enhance the fragrance.

Looking at the disgusting way the man smelled her feet, Tao Feifei really wanted to kick his nose out of shape, but she knew very well
that angering them would do her no good. All she could do was try to please them. She
wondered what they would do to her; most likely, they would sell her to another city, where she might be able to escape.
Tao Feifei recalled many stories of women escaping male surveillance, all seemingly relying on their charm. Fortunately, pleasing
men wasn't difficult for her; if they didn't gag her, perhaps she could find a chance.

The car stopped in a deserted area, and the driver got out and opened Tao Feifei's door. Tao Feifei didn't know what he
was going to do. She kept trying to escape, but the short, stocky man held her down. The driver reached under her
armpits and pulled her out, while the short, stocky man supported her legs and feet, helping her out of
the car. Before Tao Feifei could even see the outside, the driver bent down, hoisted her onto his shoulder, slapped her round buttocks with his large hand, and
walked towards the trunk. Tao Feifei was surprised that this thin man was so strong; his protruding bones were sharp and
angular, and it felt very uncomfortable to touch them. The short, stocky man also ran over and opened the trunk. Unexpectedly, Tao
Feifei saw a woman lying in the trunk, her limbs tightly bound like hers. The light was too dim to see
her face, but from the "muffled" sounds, her mouth must have been gagged. "Hehe, don't be surprised, I found you a
companion . Come on, make room for her." With that, the short, stocky man pushed the woman further in and helped stuff Tao
Feifei into the trunk.

By now, you've probably guessed it: the two who kidnapped Tao Feifei
are the same group who robbed and abducted Ning Li. The one driving the car is thin, the short, stocky man has a buzz cut, and the person lying in the box is
undoubtedly Ning Li, the car's owner. After taking care of Ning Li, they drove back to the city. After driving around for a few minutes, they encountered
Tao Feifei. The buzz-cut man took advantage of the situation and hid in the back seat. His pants and leather jacket were black, and at first glance, he was completely
undetectable . Plus, it was dark, and Tao Feifei was anxious, so she easily fell for it.

The two women felt the car start again. They swayed with the car, pressed together, and
simultaneously let out a "whoosh." When they put Tao Feifei in, they seemed to deliberately position her head
and feet away from Ning Li's, making full use of the space, perhaps also to prevent them from
communicating. Neither of them was tall, but they still had to curl up and lie on their sides, unable to straighten their legs,
and had to bend their knees and rest them on each other. Ning Li was already drenched in sweat from the stuffiness, and Tao Feifei felt
the warmth of her body pressed against hers, making her feel restless as well. Although it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything, she knew
a pair of feet were right in front of her face. The bumpy ride caused them to occasionally brush against her face, and she turned her head away in disgust,
but quickly turned back. Already huddled in the corner like a shrimp, forcing herself to move her neck was
obviously unbearable. The cramped trunk grew increasingly stuffy and the air thick
with the sounds of two women breathing heavily and occasionally letting out muffled sobs.

The car wound its way onto the national highway. The skinny man and the crew-cut man were definitely not locals; these spoils were enough to make them
happy. The skinny man lit a cigarette, calculating how to properly handle the people and the car. The crew-cut man beside him kept muttering about needing to
get out to relieve himself, which annoyed him. "What a lazy bum!" The skinny man found a place to park the car. He also wanted to
check on the two women tied to the back. Although they were tied in tight knots, there shouldn't be any problems. But they
were about to pass a tollbooth, and it would be troublesome if something went wrong. The skinny man opened the trunk and was shocked.
He saw Tao Feifei using her mouth to untie the rope around Ning Li's ankles.

In a moment of quick thinking, Ning Li rubbed off the stockings covering Tao Feifei's mouth and used her toes
to pull out the gag bit by bit. Once her mouth was free, Tao Feifei tried to untie Ning Li's ropes with her teeth and
remove the gag in the same way, but while she could remove the gag from her face,
she couldn't hold onto it. Just then, the trunk was suddenly opened.

Tao Feifei was terrified. The skinny man lifted her up like a chick, ripped the gag off Ning Li's toes
, and pretended to shove it back into her mouth. Tao Feifei initially thought it was just a rag or something, and the unpleasant
smell was probably engine oil. Only then did she realize that what she had been biting was a
white , smelly sock. She felt nauseous, quickly pursed her lips, and shook her head frantically, but he pinched her cheek and forced it back in.
Seeing that she seemed to still want to vomit, the skinny man pulled off her two short cotton socks and
stuffed them into Tao Feifei's mouth, one after the other, until it was completely covered, forming an "O" shape. He then tightened the socks to prevent anything from falling out. He also stuffed
Ning Li 's mouth shut with a sock. Flathead, returning from his business, saw this and quickly came to help.
The two men bent Ning Li and Tao Feifei's legs, pulled their wrists and ankles close together, and used nylon rope to
tightly together, binding them like four horses with their hooves turned upside down. "Let's see what tricks you have up your sleeve now!" The skinny man
slammed the lid of the car shut, trapping the two women inside, along with their struggles and groans.

A dozen minutes later, they passed the tollbooth without incident. Sitting in the car, the skinny man was still shaken. If he hadn't
been careful, the two women might have caused a scene. Finally, there were no
more . The skinny man breathed a sigh of relief, lit another cigarette, and started to plan again...

(3)

Tao Feifei and Ning Li had been kidnapped for a week. The skinny man hid them in an abandoned air-raid shelter
, fed them once or twice a day, and subjected them to the torment of the beastly lust of two strong men in turn. Their
clothes had long been stripped off, and most of the time they were tied up, gagged, stuffed into sacks and thrown
into a corner.

Speaking of the skinny man, he used to be a policeman, but later he committed a crime and was dismissed from the force, so he returned to
his hometown . Therefore, he was quite knowledgeable about criminal investigation. In order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the surrounding neighbors, he
hid the stolen car in a safe place. The air-raid shelter where the two women were imprisoned was near his house. It was
a place where he often played when he was a child. The exit was hidden and he locked it inside and out to ensure that nothing went wrong. He tried his best
to make everything watertight and seamless.

The skinny man's house was inherited from his ancestors, a small courtyard house where he originally lived alone, but now there was a crew-cut guy.
At this moment, the skinny man was lying on the bed smoking, while the freeloader was fast asleep on the sofa. Ning Li's
buyer had already been found, saying he would come from out of town to see the goods in a few days. As for Tao Feifei, he hadn't decided yet. Ning Li
was pretty, but compared to Tao Feifei, she was just a plain-looking girl. Selling such a beauty to
those was a waste. Perhaps—the skinny man's mind raced—he could sell her to the local
underworld. They knew her value and could afford a high price. Whether they controlled her for prostitution or used her to bribe officials,
she couldn't escape, and he could avoid any worries. Besides, Tao Feifei was a prostitute; even
when being raped, she exuded a seductive charm. He had also been a policeman before and knew a few people in the underworld
. Thinking this, another weight lifted from his shoulders, and he felt a surge of joy. He picked up the cigarette case, intending to smoke another

cigarette. The case was empty. The skinny man sat up, rummaging through his pockets, but found little money, let alone cigarettes.
He hadn't managed to get much cash last time, and it was almost all gone in the past few days. "Damn it, I'm broke,"
the skinny man cursed. The crew-cut man next to him rolled over, muttering incoherently, and continued
snoring loudly. This guy's got it easy, eating and sleeping all day, then
going out at night to mess around with two women. If he didn't act quickly, he'd get into trouble sooner or later, the skinny man thought. The people who bought Ning Li wouldn't be back for a few more days. In the
meantime he needed to find a place to get some more money. He'd already learned about the two women's situations from them.
Ning Li's husband had probably already called the police, which was troublesome, so there was basically no hope. Tao Feifei
was all alone, with no relatives or friends. She should still have some money at home, so he thought this approach was feasible.
Having made up his mind, the skinny man stepped forward and shook the crew-cut man awake: "Still sleeping! Get the hell up and get to work!"...

During lunch break, Lin Xue's phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw the caller ID: Tao Feifei? She was clearly quite
surprised .

"Hello? Sister Tao? Where have you been these past few days? I thought you'd disappeared."

"No, no, a boss took me to the south for a few days, nothing's wrong..."

"Oh, I see. I was thinking, if you didn't contact me soon, I'd call the police—"

"No! My dear sister, please don't call the police..."

"Of course not now, look how worried you are. I mean, you didn't call just to talk about
this did you?"

"Uh, well, it's like this, two friends of mine are coming over tonight to pick up some things..."

"Ah? Tonight?"

"Yes, yes, not too late, around 7 pm, just open the door for me, the things are in my room
, they know..."

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up—"

"Don't hang up! I..."

"Sister Tao, what's wrong with you today? Something's not right, is something wrong?"

"I..." The signal dropped.

"What? You told me not to hang up, but you hung up first. " "Lin Xue muttered. Although the two called each other sisters,
they were actually not related; they just shared a room.

Lin Xue was a nurse at the city's central hospital. The profession of a nurse was noble and respected, but it couldn't calm
the girl's heart. She didn't want to just be an ordinary nurse; she dreamed of one day
becoming a beloved star, an idol adored by the world. This idea wasn't unfounded.
When she was little adults often said Lin Xue was a beauty in the making, and everyone who saw her praised her looks. As she grew up,
she became even more beautiful, especially her single-eyelid eyes, which her friends called "peach blossom eyes." Although not large,
they naturally narrowed when she smiled, their allure simply mesmerizing. If she had grown up in a big city, every few days..."
In a talent show like this, you could be pulled into commercials just walking down the street, and maybe even get a chance to enter the entertainment industry. But in
a small town like this, becoming famous is harder than climbing to heaven.

Girls with resources are inevitably proud and arrogant. Many male doctors at the hospital showed interest in her,
but she rejected them all; Lin Xue simply looked down on them. She felt that with her looks, if she were to marry, she had to marry a rich and powerful
man, preferably not too old, and good-looking too…

An afternoon passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Xue finished her last round of ward rounds with the doctor and went home. She returned to
the break room to change and go home. She took off her snow-white nurse's uniform and put on a V-neck short-sleeved t-shirt,
capri pants, canvas shoes, and white casual socks with lace trim. She
removed her nurse's cap, letting her long, black, shoulder-length hair fall down and being tied back into a playful ponytail. Dressed in
a pure and lovely manner, carrying a small backpack, she walked down the street looking like a high school student just out of school.

Lin Xue and Tao Feifei shared a public housing unit, a two-bedroom apartment without a living room, with a private kitchen and bathroom, located on the ground floor, and
the rent was cheap. Lin Xue opened the door, took off her shoes, and entered the room. A five- or six-meter-long corridor led to their two
adjacent bedrooms, with the kitchen and bathroom on one side of the corridor. The weather was hot and humid, and Lin Xue liked
to
go barefoot at home. She pulled off her socks, took a sniff, and smelled a sour odor, causing her to frown. She wiped the remaining sweat from her feet with the socks, casually placed them on the shoe rack by the door, took down a pair of slippers, changed, and went back to her bedroom…

Tao Feifei was bound like a dumpling and huddled in a sack, her limbs numb, and her lower body aching slightly. She felt
somewhat guilty, as her actions might cause trouble for that flower-like girl, but
what could she do? Now that she was in a precarious situation, she could only be at their mercy. She only hoped that the two men wouldn't make things too difficult for the
girl.

Frankly, Lin Xue didn't like Tao Feifei, especially her profession. Although Tao Feifei hadn't explicitly told her
what she did,
anyone could tell from a woman who dressed up every night and addressed everyone on the phone as "Boss Zhang" or "Boss Li." However, Tao Feifei treated her well, often giving her nice clothes
and cosmetics, and since they lived under the same roof, there was no need to break the ice.

After dinner, Lin Xue sat on the sofa watching TV. She wanted to take a shower, but considering that a stranger
might be coming over soon, and it wouldn't be convenient in her pajamas, she endured the stickiness and waited. Tao Feifei was very careful and never
brought men home. Lin Xue thought she was very considerate in this regard; this was unusual today, perhaps she
needed to retrieve something important. After finishing an episode of the TV series, the clock was approaching eight, and no one had come
. Lin Xue began to get impatient. "Wasn't it supposed to be around seven? It's been almost an hour, why hasn't she come yet? I'll
definitely talk to Tao Feifei about it when she gets back," she thought.

Actually, the people she was waiting for had arrived long ago, still in that maroon Santana. They drove around outside
a few times , thoroughly familiarizing themselves with the surroundings—something the skinny guy was quite adept at.
Feeling everything was alright, the two leisurely approached the door.

Hearing the doorbell ring, Lin Xue jumped up from the sofa with a start. Thank goodness, they'd finally come!
She ran to open the door in her slippers, only to find two men, one tall and one short, standing outside.

"Who are you looking for?" the young woman asked, still quite alert.

"Does Tao Feifei live here? We're her friends,

we came in..." "Oh, come in," Lin Xue opened the iron gate and let the two men into the house. "Follow me." She then
walked inside on her own. The skinny guy gave her a wink, and the crew-cut man followed.

The skinny guy looked around the room, trying to connect what he saw with Tao Feifei's description. They
entered
. A noise came from the inner room; the crew-cut man had probably made his move. The skinny man knew this useless fellow couldn't do anything without him,
so he quickly ran inside.

Sure enough, the crew-cut man grabbed Lin Xue from behind, covering her mouth with one hand. Lin Xue struggled, and
although she was restrained, the crew-cut man couldn't do much to her for the time being. The two wrestled in the room. Without a word, the skinny man
grabbed the girl's legs, threw her to the ground, and held her upper body down. The crew-cut man freed his hand and pulled out a
switchblade . "Behave yourself! Move again! I'll kill you!" The threat clearly worked; the girl was
intimidated by the knife and dared not struggle anymore. "I'll let go now. If you dare scream, don't blame me for being ruthless!" the crew-cut man
continued to threaten. Lin Xue glanced at the window out of the corner of her eye. Damn it, the glass window was tightly shut; even if she screamed, her voice
wouldn't get out. She nodded helplessly, her beautiful phoenix eyes looking at the fierce-looking man with fear. The hand covering
her mouth was indeed released, but she was immediately turned over, her hands twisted behind her back and bound together.
Two men began to tie Lin Xue up with rope. The cold rope started from her pink neck
and wrapped around her arms like two snakes, so tightly that it made her arms look like two pieces of white lotus root. Lin Xue didn't know why, but her hands were pulled
up , and she couldn't move anymore. At this time, another man had also tied her feet,
with two or three bindings on her ankles and knees. The two men lifted the girl, who was tied up like a pillar, and threw her onto the bed. The skinny man tossed
a pair of rubber gloves to the crew-cut man: "Keep an eye on her." He turned around and started rummaging through the drawers and cabinets.

Lin Xue found it strange that he was so methodical. Who were they? How could they be
so ? Even she rarely went into Tao Feifei's room. Thinking of this, she looked around. The room wasn't
too dirty, but it was very messy. Clothes and stockings were casually thrown on the bedside. Lin Xue frowned, finding it hard to imagine that
the beautiful Tao Feifei had such bad living habits.

The crew-cut man clumsily put on his gloves. Seeing that the skinny man was too busy to pay attention to him, he casually picked
up smelled it. It had no scent; Tao Feifei must have worn it briefly, disliked it, and tossed it aside.
The crew-cut man felt a pang of disappointment. Although Tao Feifei was already their plaything, he still hoped to
find . However, when he looked up and saw Lin Xue's helpless eyes, his disappointment
vanished instantly. This girl was indeed beautiful. Ning Li and Tao Feifei were a young woman and a prostitute, respectively; Lin Xue possessed a girlish
purity that they couldn't find. The fear and grievance in her eyes at that moment made her
appear as pitiful as a pear blossom in the rain.

Seeing the crew-cut man staring at her with ill intent, Lin Xue tensed up: "You, what are you going to do?" "You say..."
"What am I going to do?" The crew-cut man leered closer, his hand lightly grabbing her breast. Lin Xue's hands and feet
were bound, so she could only roll over to the inside of the bed, struggling to sit up and curl up against the wall. The crew-cut man
didn't care; he grabbed one of her legs and pulled her outwards with a jerk, and Lin Xue cried out and fell back onto the bed.

The skinny man stuffed the valuables he had found into his travel bag, turned around and saw the crew-cut man touching Lin Xue inappropriately,
and quickly shouted, "This isn't the time for this. I'm going to her room to see where she put the money
." With that, he turned and left the room. "

Did you hear me? Speak up!"

"The money...didn't you find it all?"

"Damn it, stop pretending!" The crew-cut man slapped Lin Xue across the face, "Where's your money? Where did you
put it ?"

Five clear handprints were immediately left on her fair cheeks. Lin Xue felt a burning pain on her face, but
dared not make . She bit her lip tightly, and two streams of tears welled up in her eyes.

The crew-cut man pinched Lin Xue's chin with his left hand, grabbed a stocking with his right hand, crumpled it into a ball , and stuffed it into her open
mouth. Lin Xue found it disgusting and shook her head vigorously, but before she could spit it out, something else was stuffed into her mouth,
making her cheeks bulge. The crew-cut man had covered Lin Xue's mouth to prevent her from suddenly screaming, but
he didn't intend to do anything offensive to the girl yet. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he was afraid of
angering . He hated himself most when he had ulterior motives.

The crew-cut man glanced at Lin Xue. The girl's cheeks were flushed, full of girlish shyness. "It's okay if you don't talk. I have
a way to make you talk!" He grasped Lin Xue's heel, pulling her snow-white, delicate feet close to his face. Lin Xue's arches
were slender, her feet perfectly proportioned, and she took great care of them, resulting in smooth, soft skin. Her toenails were
painted with clear, glossy nail polish, reflecting iridescent colors under the light.

As we mentioned before, the crew-cut man's fetish for women's legs and feet was no less than his interest in their figures and faces. Whether barefoot
or in stockings, anything that pleased him could excite him. Therefore, he certainly wouldn't miss
the opportunity to play with these quintessentially beautiful feet, and couldn't resist... He kissed her foot and brought his nose close to her toes, inhaling deeply the fragrance, intoxicated by the beauty's scent.

Lin Xue couldn't understand the man's actions; she couldn't imagine anyone being interested in smelly feet.
She bent her legs, trying to pull her bound feet back, but immediately felt the man's wrists tighten, so she gave up.
The pain on her face warned her not to resist in vain; they weren't reasonable people.

The crew-cut man released her, noticing the red mark on her left heel, and felt a pang of heartache—not out of pity for Lin Xue, but because
he felt the red mark ruined the aesthetic. He hurriedly tried to lick it with his tongue, but this only made Lin Xue feel nauseous. The man
with the crew cut noticed the disgust in her expression, smiled slightly, and extended his little finger, his long nail gently
tracing the pinkish-white sole of her foot.

Lin Xue shuddered and instinctively pulled her foot back. This reaction was expected; most women
are ticklish , especially the soles of their feet, which are the most sensitive. The man with the crew cut was looking forward to taking this opportunity to torment her beautiful feet.

He grabbed the knot at Lin Xue's ankle, ignoring her struggles, and forcibly pulled her feet together
. His little toe traced the lines of her sole, brushing back and forth across her delicate, soft arch. His nails were long, hard, and sharp
, but not very sharp. Lin Xue immediately felt an unbearable itch in her feet, her toes clenching tightly together. She tried with all her might to
pull her feet free, but to no avail; her legs were firmly clamped, unable to move. Lin Xue wanted to beg for mercy, but her mouth was gagged,
and even her involuntary laughter was muffled. She felt breathless, and her whole body writhed and rolled on the bed like a fish out of
water , letting out sharp "oohs" with each of the man's movements! "A sound."
She was exhausted, her whole body ached, and she couldn't tell if she was crying or laughing. The crew-cut
man stopped when he saw she couldn't laugh anymore. Lin Xue's face was flushed, and she shook her head vigorously at the man, begging him to let her go. Two lines of
tears streamed down her face, whether from laughter or humiliation, it was hard to tell. The crew-cut man wasn't buying it.
He lowered his head and began licking the soft, white soles of her feet. Lin Xue felt something warm and damp rubbing against
her soles ; this torment was even worse than before. She groaned violently again, but this time
... He had no strength left, and soon began to tremble and convulse like a patient. The crew-cut man licked
back , then slowly brought his toes together, squeezing all ten toes into his mouth
and sucking them hard.

Just as he was getting into it, unexpectedly, the doorbell rang.

The crew-cut man's excitement vanished instantly. He hurriedly got up, and the skinny man peeked
in . He seemed nervous too. They exchanged a glance, and the skinny man quickly calmed down, ordering, "I
'll handle it. You keep an eye on her."

Lin Xue knew this was an opportunity. No matter who it was, whether they knew her or not, she had to find a way to get their
attention. Perhaps she could make some noise, at least make them realize something was wrong in the room. She writhed on the bed like a
worm , trying to bump her head against the lamp on the low cabinet next to her. The lamp was more stable than she expected;
Lin Xue didn't knock it over, but the crew-cut man heard the noise. "Damn it!" "Still not behaving yourself!" The crew-cut man grabbed her, dragged her
up, and threw her back onto the inside of the bed. Lin Xue suddenly found strength and kicked wildly, her
mouth gagged as she desperately sobbed. But a girl is no match for a man, and she was eventually subdued by the crew-cut man
, who pinned her down, gagged her tightly, and covered her head with the blanket to completely silence her
. Lin Xue felt as if she had suddenly been isolated from the outside world; she couldn't see anything, only hear heavy
breathing , and felt like she was suffocating.

Meanwhile, the skinny man tiptoed to the door and cautiously peeked out through the peephole.
His heart settled immediately. The hallway was too dark; he could only make out a rough outline, but he was certain
the person outside was short and slender, probably a woman. The skinny man hadn't intended to cause any trouble, but considering
the light was already seeping through the crack in the door, and someone not opening the door would only arouse suspicion, he had no choice but to use
force. He glanced around and noticed a pair of socks hanging on the shoe rack by the door. He picked them up, held them in his left hand,
and concealed his left hand behind his back, calmly opening the door with his right.

There was indeed a woman outside, or rather, a girl, petite, much shorter than the skinny man.
She looked to be under sixteen or seventeen. Wearing a school uniform skirt, white student socks, and red plastic slippers,
she was clearly a student, probably around sixteen or seventeen. While still somewhat immature, her development was quite good, her breasts making her shirt
bulge. Her pretty short hair and a touch of natural baby fat on her cheeks gave her an innocent and
adorable .

This girl was named Zhao Xiaoting, a first-year high school student. She was Lin Xue and Tao Feifei's neighbor, living upstairs.
She knew both of them well and admired their free and independent lives, so she often went
downstairs to chat Today, she had come to visit them for some fun.

Seeing a tall, unfamiliar man open the door, the girl paused, almost thinking she had gone to the wrong
place . She asked softly, "Excuse me… is Sister Lin Xue here?"

"She's just gone out for a bit and will be back soon. Are you looking for her? Come in and wait," the skinny man said with a grin. He
leaned down slightly, trying to maintain a natural expression to appear more approachable.

Whether it was vigilance or intuition, Zhao Xiaoting sensed something was amiss. She instinctively took a half-step back.
"Well, I think I'll go back first..."

"Come in first, we'll be right back." The skinny man reached out to pull her.

"No!" Xiaoting struggled free and turned to leave.

Of course, the skinny man wouldn't let her go. Taking advantage of her turning away, he
lunged forward, forcefully covering Xiaoting's mouth and nose with his left hand. The moment she opened her mouth, he shoved a crumpled
sock inside. At the same time, he grabbed her around the waist with his right hand, dragging the whimpering girl backwards into the house and
kicking the door shut. In the blink of an eye, the hallway was quiet again.

The crew-cut man, who was playing with Lin Xue's feet, saw the skinny man dragging someone in and quickly went to help. "Oh
, look at that little one, so tender, let me kiss her first..."

"Go, quickly help tie her up."

Zhao Xiaoting still didn't understand what was going on; everything was too sudden, she only knew she had run into bad guys. When
she came in she saw a woman lying diagonally at the head of the bed, her ankles tied with nylon rope, her upper body covered by a blanket,
the hem of which dragged down to her knees, and the chest and buttocks were bound tightly with rope, presumably
to prevent the person inside from escaping. She was trying to tell if the person was Lin Xue or Tao Feifei when she suddenly heard the man say
he was going to tie her up. Her heart skipped a beat, and she shook her body desperately to stop them from doing it.

"Let's get her down first, I'll be on top, you'll be on the bottom!" The man with the crew cut bent down and pulled Xiaoting's originally open legs
together, hugging her. The girl lost her balance and was laid horizontally on the ground by the two men, who tied
her . She didn't give up struggling during the binding process. Flathead noticed her tightly stretched instep and upturned toes.
One slipper had been lost when she entered the house, and the other had just been pulled off. The white cotton socks weren't very
clean ; the soles and heels were yellowed and stiff with sweat stains, and the toes were dusty and somewhat blackened. Flathead couldn't help
but sniff them. The sweat glands of a teenage girl were secreting a lot, making the socks smell strong—
the smell of cheap leather. She must have been stuck in leather shoes all day, Flathead thought.

"We need to get out of here quickly," the skinny man straightened up. "This girl's family probably knows she's
here will be looking for her soon." "What about them?" "There's nothing we can do. They'll recognize us. We'll take them all back."
Seeing Zhao Xiaoting shaking her head and whimpering, the skinny man took a thick towel blanket and, like Lin Xue,
covered her upper body and tied it tightly with rope. The two carried the girls to the door, and the skinny man
peered through the peephole. The weather had suddenly turned cold these past few days, and no one wanted to brave the chilly wind at night, so the area
was almost deserted. Once the skinny guy confirmed it was safe, the two quickly carried the girl out the door. Luckily, it was only on the first floor,
and the car was parked outside in the hallway, so everything went smoothly; they easily stuffed her into the trunk.
The skinny guy told the crew-cut man to start the car first, while he ran back to get the travel bag containing the money.

"Buy one get one free again," the crew-cut man said, his delight evident on the way back. The skinny man ignored him. If
it weren't for the sudden appearance of that little girl, he might have been able to find more valuable things. But it was already pretty good.
Right, he still needed to find a place to park. Wrapped in a blanket, it wouldn't be worth it if the two girls got too stuffy...

(4)

This year's cold wave seemed to have arrived earlier than usual. After a light rain at the end of the month, it hadn't warmed up at all
. Occasionally, the sun would peek out briefly and then disappear again. The unique damp and cold weather of the South made people
feel as if they were frozen to the bone.

These days, the skinny man had managed to get a proper set of documents for the car he had acquired—of course, they were all fake
—and then he drove it on the street with a clear conscience. It was obvious that he planned to stay here often, but
he couldn't do without a place to stay. So he rented a temporary room in a remote area. In the eyes of his new neighbors, he
was an honest, hardworking bachelor who worked hard every day as a taxi driver. As for Flathead, Skinny had him stay home to guard
their goods, even though he didn't trust Flathead's work, but there was no other way.

That evening, just as darkness fell, Flathead peeked out the door, casually strolling towards the wasteland behind the mountain
. After about the time it takes to eat a meal, he returned furtively carrying a heavy sack.

Country folk usually don't go out after dinner, so no one saw Flathead come and go, but he still
cautiously peeked around before locking the door.

He went straight into an unused storage shed in the corner of the yard, put the sack on the ground, took a breath, dragged out a large wooden basin from
the corner , and began to fill it with hot water. The sack lying to one side twitched slightly
, but then returned to its original position.

In the blink of an eye, Flathead had everything ready. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, squatted down, and started untying
the straw rope binding the sack. The bag was quickly opened, and the crew-cut man pulled out a pair of a woman's fair, bare feet,
bound at the ankles with some kind of rope. He then grabbed the top of the bag and pulled hard, causing the person inside to fall out. It was
Ning Li, now naked and bound hand and foot, her eyes closed, her limbs limp, likely drugged
.

The crew-cut man patiently untied the ropes binding the unconscious Ning Li, removed the gag from her mouth,
and then placed the naked woman into a wooden basin. The water was probably a little hot, as Ning Li let out a barely perceptible groan.
After days of physical and mental torment, she was visibly thinner, her lips cracked, and her face pale and ashen.
Bai, but some women are naturally beautiful, and even in sickness, their allure remains.

The man with the crew cut had probably never done this before; he seemed clumsy, but he did it carefully and meticulously.
After washing away the foul stench, Ning Li's skin regained its smooth, creamy texture. The man dried her, carried her to a quilt spread out to
the side , and took out a small bag containing a bra, panties, and socks. Ning Li's own underwear was
nowhere to be found. Among the women, Lin Xue's figure was the most similar to hers, so these personal items came from Lin Xue.
After she was stripped naked and locked up, the man kept them—perhaps it was a fetish of his.

The man changed Ning Li's clothes and then re-tied her wrists and ankles with a thin cotton rope. The rope was
light, strong, and soft, and wouldn't chafe her delicate skin. Looking at the beautiful body before him, the man
thought to himself that being clean
really made a difference. He had originally planned to hide her here for the night, but now it seemed like a waste. The crew-cut man, grinning, wrapped Ning Li up like a rolled-up blanket, leaving only her feet,
clad in . He then hoisted the blanket onto his shoulder and excitedly returned to his room,
slamming the door shut.

The noise startled a stray dog in the distance, eliciting a cacophony of barking that was particularly disturbing in the quiet village night
…

Ning Li hadn't seen sunlight in a long time, so much so that the moment she opened her eyes, she felt a sense of relief, as if waking from
a nightmare . But this illusion was quickly shattered. Her hands were tied behind her back, her mouth was
stuffed and gagged, and she lay on the bed covered with a cotton quilt. Her limbs were weak and her body ached, her head
was spinning, and her eyes burned. Heavy eyelids forced her to close them again.

Ning Li felt that she wasn't completely naked under the covers; although her underwear was on, the sensation in her lower body
faithfully reflected the man's bestiality from the previous night. It had been a while since the man had touched her, and
Ning Li had a nagging worry. Now, thinking about how he had moved her out alone, could it be…? Fear
suddenly gripped Ning Li's heart. She abruptly opened her eyes, barely managing to lift her head to look around. An unfamiliar room,
simple furniture, utterly ordinary.

People passed by outside the window, speaking loudly in the local dialect. Ning Li whimpered, trying to
get their attention, but it was clearly futile. As the sounds faded into the distance, she despaired and lay quietly. Through the window
, she could see the blue sky and white clouds outside. Ning Li thought of her husband, her colleagues and friends, her
distant family, but these memories were beginning to become so faint, so blurry…

Footsteps approached, followed by the sound of a lock being opened. The crew-cut man pushed open the door and entered the room. “Hey, you’re awake,”
he said, seemingly unsurprised by Ning Li’s wide-open eyes. “Thirsty, aren’t you? Be quiet.” As he spoke, the crew-cut
man untied the cloth strap, pulled out the wad of cloth, and brought a large glass of water from the table to Ning Li’s lips. The water tasted bitter, and Ning Li knew
it was definitely laced with some kind of drug, but she couldn't refuse. Having gone without water for so long, she felt like she was dying of thirst.

After feeding her a whole cup of water,
the man with the flat head seemed satisfied. He helped Ning Li lie down, found a dry cloth to gag her mouth again, and then left, leaving Ning Li alone. Her head was still spinning, and soon her vision began to
blur. She knew she was about to enter another long period of unconsciousness.

A woman's intuition can sometimes be quite accurate, especially in this situation. Just as Ning Li had feared
, the fact that the man with the flat head had singled her out meant the time for her to be sold had come. Where she would be sold, and
what awaited her, were questions she could only ponder in her dreams.

Around noon, a maroon Santana stopped outside the gate. The thin man led a middle-aged man out of the car, and the man with
the flat head ushered them into the house. The man was in his early forties, rustic-looking, not tall, but his dark skin gave him
the robust physique of a mountain man.

The blankets on the bed had been pulled back, and Ning Li lay on her side, facing inwards. The man with the crew cut stepped forward,
removed untied the cotton rope binding her hands, revealing the woman's fair body. The tactful covering gave her a more
alluring, almost coy beauty than complete nudity; the black bra made her upper body shine brightly against her white skin, and her light blue panties
clung her slightly upturned, tempting area. Her pink and white lace stockings were bound
together with the cotton rope binding her feet, the other end of which was tied to the bed frame. A strand of hair fell diagonally across her forehead, perfectly highlighting
her feminine charm. Of course, the middle-aged man might not have had that level of appreciation, but he was clearly satisfied. He
paid readily, stroking her smooth, silky thighs and praising, "Truly top-quality goods!
You've got some good work, brother. How long will this girl sleep?"

"Tonight..." the man with the crew cut interjected.

“Alright, that’s enough,” the man stood up. “We’re leaving right away, brother. Can you take us to
the train station ?”

The skinny man didn’t say anything. The crew-cut man took out a short-sleeved shirt, a set of rough-textured outer clothes and trousers, and a pair of
flat . He didn’t know which young woman or wife in the village had stolen these clothes. The skinny
man hurriedly helped Ning Li change, and then wrapped a scarf around her head to cover her face. The thick, heavy clothes
made her look like a complete country woman from head to toe. The three of them then helped the limp Ning Li
into the car.

Along the way, the skinny man hesitated to speak. To be honest, he hadn’t expected the man to be in such a hurry to leave. Otherwise, he might
have been able to help him find a safer and more secure route. After all, taking the train was too risky, and if anything went wrong, he
would be held responsible. Fortunately, the man said it wasn’t far, only a few hours, and someone would pick them up at the station, but he still
had some doubts.

In this small town, train services are infrequent, so almost every train was packed. The carriages were teeming with people. A middle-aged man
helped Ning Li to a corner seat against the wall between two carriages, then sat down beside her. To
outsiders their clothes and mannerisms were indistinguishable from the migrant workers sitting on their luggage or on the floor.
The skinny man wanted to offer some more advice, but seeing that the other man was clearly an experienced passenger, he refrained from saying anything. The

middle-aged man watched him get off the train, shifted his position, pressed his body close to Ning Li's, and rested his head against
the side wall exhaustion, while his eyes vigilantly watched for any movement around him…

Ning Li, in a daze, felt the swaying and the clattering of the train. She groggily
opened her eyes and saw that the area was full of people, and a man who looked like a train conductor a few meters away seemed to be checking tickets. Ning Li…
She opened her mouth to say something, but felt dizzy and couldn't make a sound. At that moment, the man beside her turned around,
glared at her fiercely, and pressed her head down forcefully. Ning Li felt dizzy and lost consciousness again.

When she regained consciousness, a considerable amount of time had passed. Although she was still somewhat groggy,
the dizzying sensation was gone; perhaps the drug had worn off, Ning Li thought. The constant
jolting and the engine noise confirmed that she was lying in the back of a tractor. Her mouth was, unsurprisingly,
tightly gagged, and her upper body was bound hand and foot, the ropes crossing her chest and constricting her breasts uncomfortably. Ning Li
was lying on her side, hunched over, covered by an oilcloth. Through the gaps, she could see that it was already completely dark outside.
The pungent, animalistic stench emanating from the oilcloth choked her. She stirred, struggling to sit up,
but was immediately held down.

"She seems to be awake."

"Yes, it's almost time. It's alright, we're almost there anyway. Come on, tie her feet together."

Ning Li hurriedly pulled her outward-protruding feet back, but a pair of strong hands quickly pulled them
out again. Ning Li only kicked a couple of times symbolically before giving up resistance, her legs mercilessly brought together.
They used rather thick hemp rope, and the way they tied her up was very professional. Ning Li's feet writhed weakly back and forth inside the rope noose,
reminding her of live chickens in the free market. The man holding down her upper body suddenly ripped off the oilcloth. In the pale
moonlight only the vague outlines of two people could be seen, and the surroundings were pitch black.

"Girl, we're already here, so just give up and come with us obediently."

Who are they? Where is this place? Ning Li was both shocked and terrified, an indescribable despair
welling up within her . She mustered all her strength to let out a mournful cry, "Woo-woo!" But the only echo on the mountain road
was the tractor's chugging sound…

After parting ways with the middle-aged man, the skinny man didn't immediately leave the train station. Instead,
he found an inconspicuous seat in the waiting room and leisurely smoked a cigarette. The transaction had gone relatively smoothly, but
caution was always wise. It wasn't that he was afraid of anything; he had never been afraid of anything before. It was just that this was
his first time, and caution was necessary.

A feeling lingered in his mind. Initially, they kidnapped Ning Li simply to completely eliminate
evidence of the robbery, as had Tao Feifei and the others. Actually, trafficking women was a slow and troublesome way to make money, and the sentences were quite severe.
However , every step afterward was unavoidable. The skinny man felt like a child who had been lying,
forced to continue lying to cover up his previous lies. He could only try his best to control it and prevent it from spiraling out of control.

Just as he was lost in thought, his phone rang unexpectedly. The skinny man glanced at the caller ID, his brow immediately
relaxing.

He'd been waiting for this woman's call. They'd been inseparable for a while, but
apparently she'd ended up with a powerful figure in the underworld, and she'd gone from being a prostitute to
a madam . The skinny man had sounded her out a few days ago. This time, he was sure to get a response.

Sure enough, after a brief exchange of pleasantries, she said that with the crackdown on prostitutes going on,
several of her prostitutes had been arrested, some given a warning, others deported, and she was short-handed, asking if he knew anyone suitable
…

Closing the phone, the skinny man rubbed his hands together excitedly.

Not long after, he was on his way back, but this time he was in someone else's car.
The van had tinted windows; he figured he couldn't see anything from the outside.

The woman was in her early forties, fairly slim, with slightly wide hips, heavily made up, and looked very seductive. Accompanying them
was a driver, whose obsequious manner made the skinny man sigh, remarking on the fickle nature of fortunes,
even a young lady could rise to power.

Slogans lined the road, juxtaposing slogans against trafficking in women and children with advocacy for family planning, which the skinny man found
somewhat amusing.

At dusk, they finally arrived. Knowing them well, the skinny man led them directly down into the Tibetan
air-raid shelter. Turning on the emergency lights, the pitch-black shelter finally had some illumination. The air was murky but not cold; a nauseating stench emanated from a chamber pot
in the corner , making the woman pinch her nose. Three burlap sacks lay haphazardly on the ground,
which the skinny man opened one by one for the woman to inspect.

Holding a lamp, the woman carefully examined Tao Feifei, who was gagged and bound. Her face was bare, with only fine
hairs, but there was a foxy allure in her eyes, extremely seductive to men. Next was Lin Xue;
although the girl was quite pretty, she clearly lacked discipline. Since they were in a hurry for someone this time, she decided against it. When the woman saw
Zhao Xiaoting , she was somewhat surprised. Unlike the previous two who were completely naked, the young girl was fully clothed, though
badly wrinkled.

"A virgin?" the woman asked.

The skinny man nodded. Young girls are generally not accepted by mountain people because they are not good at bearing children. So the skinny man was
cautious and told the crew-cut man not to touch her. However, he was unaware that while the crew-cut man refrained from touching her tender vulva
, he did not spare her cherry-like lips and girlish tongue.
A She stood up and pointed at Tao Feifei and Zhao Xiaoting: "I'll take these two."

The skinny man only untied the bag, exposing the upper bodies of the three. The woman's words caused a stir among them, and their
moans echoed in the cave, creating an unusually lively atmosphere.

Lin Xue was the first to be pushed back into the bag by the skinny man, the rope tied and pushed aside. The young driver stepped forward,
pulled Tao Feifei out of the sack, and threw her on the ground. Tao Feifei's feet weren't bound, and she kicked him desperately, but the skinny man
rushed over and held her down tightly. The driver straddled her, forcefully gagged her, sealing her mouth tightly with three or four layers of wide duct tape, and then
took out a black bag and covered her head, making her already muffled whimpers even more
muffled. By this time, the skinny man had also tied her feet. The driver helped Tao Feifei up, and the skinny man opened the burlap sack and put it
over . The sack wasn't very big; Tao Feifei usually huddled inside, but now she straightened her legs to prevent
them from pushing her into the sack. The two of them simply tied the top of the sack shut, letting the sack with her legs exposed roll around on the ground.

Zhao Xiaoting, who was already too scared to move, only came to her senses when she saw the two men walking towards her. She twisted
her body and moved backward, her whimpers escaping through her gagged mouth with a sob-like tone. The driver stepped forward, ripped off the sack, and then quickly gagged
her and covered her head. The woman interjected, "Fill up all of this little bastard's holes, lest he damage the car in a minute."
"It's soiled." The driver nodded, reaching under her skirt and lifting it up with a whoosh. The cotton panties,
embroidered with cartoon patterns, already had a large yellow urine stain; she certainly couldn't handle being startled.
Feeling the panties being pulled, the girl twitched and began to struggle desperately. The driver quickly used his legs to brace her ankles
, forcing her to twist helplessly. When the panties were pulled down to her knees, the man's wrist accidentally
touched Zhao Xiaoting's socks; the white cotton student socks tightly hugged her feet and calves. As if moved
by pity, he released the panties and instead peeled off the girl's socks. Zhao Xiaoting's feet weren't large, but the thick
cotton socks felt... There was a rather large lump. The man picked one up, pried open the delicate, sensitive opening, and slowly inserted
it. The girl's reaction was more intense this time, but it was still limited to twisting her waist. If her mouth hadn't been
sealed shut her head covered with a sack, she might have been able to make some protesting sounds. The man slowly stuffed the lump tightly,
then used another sock to plug her anus, before leisurely pulling on his underwear—the bulges in the front and back looked somewhat
comical—lowering his skirt, tying his feet, and stuffing him into the sack…

Watching the van drive away, the skinny man felt a sense of relief. He remembered that it had happened so suddenly, and the crew-cut guy probably didn't
know anything yet, so he hummed a little tune as he walked home, feeling an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.

(5)

Ning Li had only one thought: escape! But she wasn't stupid; she knew that forcing her way out in this situation would only
bring danger and unforeseen consequences. Newspapers had reported on abducted women who, after failing to escape, were caught and brutally beaten, some even
having their Achilles tendons severed. Ning Li thought that would be the end of her life; she had to wait for an opportunity.

These past few days, Ning Li had been locked in a small, dark room. At first, they tied her hands and feet and gagged
her , but later, perhaps finding it troublesome, they stopped. After all, with the door locked, not only was escape impossible, but even shouts might not get through.
However, Ning Li saw this as information; as long as they relaxed their guard, there would be a chance.

A woman was responsible for her meals, bringing them in at the appointed time. This woman was the person Ning Li had seen most often;
she looked a few years older than Ning Li, and seemed to have given birth, but was still quite attractive. She wasn't very talkative. Ning Li,
sensing that the guard wasn't as menacing as she'd imagined, tried striking up a conversation with the woman. From the woman
, Ning Li learned that her name was Zhu Xiang, and the two men who had brought her there were brothers; the elder was her husband, and
the younger had bought Ning Li to be his wife. They planned to get things settled soon. Hearing this,
Ning Li felt a chill run down her spine.

Zhu Xiang wasn't a local. Although she grew up in the north, she had the features of a northerner from the south. From a young age, she was beautiful and charming,
and by marriageable age, she had blossomed into a stunning beauty. Many suitors came to propose, but this also made
her a target of several local ruffians from a neighboring village.

One night, Zhu Xiang finished relieving herself in the outhouse and was about to return to her room when suddenly a figure flashed behind her. Before she
could react, the person grabbed her, covered her mouth, and dragged her outside. "Ugh! Ugh!" "Zhu Xiang
shouted to attract the attention of her family inside, but then another person jumped out from the corner of the wall, lifted her up by the feet, and helped
drag her into the bushes.

"Gotcha! Gotcha!" The low voice couldn't hide the excitement.

"It's so dark, you can't be mistaken, can you?"

"No mistake, look at this figure..."

"What are you two arguing about? Tie her up first!"

"Quietly, it looks like someone's coming, gag her! Quick!" In the darkness ,

Zhu Xiang could tell there were at least three or four of them. Then, a large wad of rag was stuffed into her mouth.
After a quick binding, the men lifted their prey and ran off into a large sorghum field outside the village. Zhu
Xiang was thrown heavily to the ground. Someone, panting heavily, impatiently untied the ropes. Her freed limbs barely
kicked before they were quickly pinned down and stretched out on her back. A foul-smelling tongue licked her swollen
cheeks. Someone buried their head in her collar and bit the tender flesh of her neck. The one holding her legs simply stripped off her shoes and socks,
sucking on her toes and rubbing the socks against his nose. Zhu Xiang's limbs were pinned down, unable to resist their
lewdness Worse still, she felt her belt being untied. Having been a farm girl who had done hard labor,
Zhu Xiang suddenly found strength and struggled wildly, shaking her head and screaming. "Snap!" A slap landed hard. "
What are you doing, you little wench! You'll see what we're capable of in a minute!" Another sharp slap
followed , leaving Zhu Xiang dazed and disoriented. As her pants were pulled down to her knees, she silently closed
her eyes.

To prevent exposure, the men decided to go all the way and, under the cover of night, carried the unconscious Zhu Xiang
into an abandoned warehouse. After nearly half a month of imprisonment and torture, they tied Zhu Xiang's hands and feet
and sold her to local human traffickers. She was then resold several times before being brought here to be sold as a wife. After several failed escape attempts, Zhu
Xiang finally succumbed to the beatings and ropes, no longer daring to run away, and remained there for six or seven years.

This was Ning Lihou . She'd only learned bits and pieces over the past few days, so it was just a rough outline; even as
a woman she'd hesitate to discuss the details and deliberately conceal them. Ning Li didn't know whether to feel sympathy or sorrow. She might soon
face the same situation, but she wasn't a spineless countrywoman; she wouldn't passively accept her fate.
Their similar fates linked them together, and more importantly, Zhu Xiang seemed guileless and
honest, which gave her a glimmer of hope.

Days passed, and Ning Li couldn't wait any longer. She had to gamble.

"Sister Zhu Xiang! For our sake, we're both women, please have mercy and let me go! I'll repay your kindness even in my
next life ..."

Seeing the girl kneeling before her, tears streaming down her face, the woman turned away, seemingly avoiding her gaze,
and remained silent.

"Or, let's escape together!" "Ning Li remembered something.

"It's too late," Zhu Xiang reached into her pocket, "Little sister, don't blame me, I had no choice.
Second brother didn't earn this money easily to buy you. Besides, if you run away..." Ning Li slumped back to the ground in terror.
She saw Zhu Xiang pull out a roll of hemp rope. "The child's father won't let me off easily either."

Only now did she realize that this woman had been completely assimilated by her environment; trying to persuade her
was undoubtedly a waste of effort.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it soon..." Zhu Xiang pulled Ning Li's feet together, trying to tie them up.
Ning Li clearly felt she was no match for the woman in terms of strength. Her hand accidentally touched something cold;
it was the porcelain bowl she had used to hold the food. Ning Li glanced at Zhu Xiang, who was working with her head down, muttering to herself,
"I was like that too..." In a moment of impulsiveness, Ning Li grabbed the bowl and swung it with all her might at the woman's temple.

With a dull thud, the bowl didn't break, and the woman collapsed without a sound.
Ning Li, however, panicked at the sight of the bright red blood seeping out. Her hand slipped, and the bowl fell to the ground with a crash,
startling her even more. Ning Li shrank back a few meters, her heart pounding. After regaining her composure, she
steadied herself , only then realizing that her ankle was still bound with rope. She quickly and shakily untied it,
moved around the woman's body to the door, and staggered out.

The courtyard was quiet in the afternoon; the doors of the other rooms were all closed, as if no one was home. Ning Li cautiously
approached the gate, about to pull it open, when suddenly she heard a noise outside. Listening closely, she was terrified, her hair
standing on end. She remembered the sound, the sound of that dark night, and the tractor on the mountain road. It was her
two brothers returning! Without a second thought, Ning Li bolted the door. She turned around, leaning against the door, looking around
frantically . Her mind was in turmoil; she knew that if she didn't think of something quickly, she was in for a world of trouble.

The door responded, and the men outside shouted and pounded on it. Just then, Ning Li caught sight of a water vat in the corner of the
opposite wall. She quickly ran to it and climbed onto the wooden lid. The wall wasn't very high; Ning Li placed her hands
on it, gave a strong push, and flipped over. She hesitated on the top, then finally gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and jumped.
Upon
a bitlanding . Ning Li didn't care about that; she struggled to her feet and ran frantically down a stone path
.

When Tao Feifei was led into the room, the man was already waiting. He waved for his mother, who had come with him,
to leave , and Tao Feifei took the opportunity to sized him up. Young, tall, and strong, his appearance wasn't bad,
quite different from the other guests.

A guest. Tao Feifei seemed to be starting to accept that word. If she weren't in this situation, she wouldn't have
believed that places like brothels in the old society still existed around her. The physical and mental torment she
faced was obvious, and compromise was truly out of desperation.

"Come here, come here—" the man said, loosening his tie as he beckoned to her, "Take off your clothes."

Tao Feifei obediently complied. She turned slightly to the side, gently unbuttoned her cheongsam, and slowly removed it—
her work uniform. She wore no underwear, only flesh-colored stockings and high-heeled shoes.
The man was momentarily stunned by the sight of her snow-white body, but he quickly recovered and swallowed hard. Tao
Feifei watched uneasily as he took out a bundle of rope and walked behind her. The lewd and obscene look in his eyes
sent chills down her spine.

Before she could think, her hands were twisted behind her back, and her arms were tightly bound together starting at the elbows. Tao Feifei
felt like her hands were about to break. She pleaded, "Sir... ah! Please don't do this... I...
ugh..."

A gag was shoved into her mouth, and the man fastened the straps behind her head, leaning forward. "What did you say?"

"Ugh..."

"Oh, I can't hear you. Don't worry, I can't touch you now. We have plenty of time
to play around , hehe..."

Tao Feifei couldn't see what he was doing behind her. She couldn't tell if the gag was rubber or plastic,
but her breathing was relatively easy. It was probably hollow. She thought, whoever brought this thing here is definitely not someone to be trifled with
.

Her shoes were taken off from behind. "Smells so good!" "The man praised. Tao Feifei was about to show a look of disdain
when suddenly the rope tightened, and she was lifted up by a force. It turned out that there were barbs on the ceiling of the room, and
the man was using the rope to pull her up by looping it around the hooks. If she were suspended in the air, her arms would definitely be dislocated. Tao Feifei
stood on tiptoe and cried out to the man, pitifully shaking her head, begging him not to pull anymore.

The man judged the situation very well. He stopped when Tao Feifei could only touch the ground with her toes and tied
the rope. Tao Feifei tried to pull her shoulders back to relieve the pain, but this
exposed her chest without any reservation. Due to the center of gravity, her upper body leaned forward and her buttocks sticking out. It was very
difficult her to touch the ground with her toes, but she had to maintain this posture.

The man walked up to her, a wicked smile on his face, enjoying watching Tao Feifei struggle
to maintain her balance for her alluring figure. He picked up a shoe and gently ran the pointed heel across the sole of her stockinged foot. "Ooh!" Tao
Feifei jerked her foot up as if electrocuted, but losing her balance, she immediately began to spin in place.
The man watched with amusement as she struggled to regain her footing, then grinned and extended his heel again.
Tao Feifei wanted to dodge but couldn't, wanted to scream but couldn't, her pitiful and aggrieved expression arousing the man's irresistible urge.
He could slip his hand between her tightly pressed thighs, caressing her hidden private parts. Her once thick pubic hair had long been
shaved, and Tao Feifei felt his rough, warm fingers, quickly arousing her. But after a moment,
he withdrew his hand and found a black leather blindfold for her to wear.

"Your eyes are so alluring," he said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself. This is better." Tao Feifei

remembered he had said he wouldn't touch her now, but at this moment she didn't want that. Her body meant nothing to her anymore; she was more afraid of the man using some inappropriate methods to torment her. 　　Sure enough, something thick was being forcefully inserted into her lower body, and a large hand supported her wriggling buttocks. 　　"Don't be ungrateful. This is imported. Other women would love to have it, understand?" After saying that, the thing started vibrating, making Tao Feifei's whole body go numb. Now she could see what it was even though she couldn't. 　　The man seemed to have left; she heard the door close. The atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze, with only a slight "humming" sound. Usually, darkness brings fear, but when a person is truly enveloped in darkness and surrounded by fear, they are no longer panicked. Tao Feifei waited quietly like this. Her arms were sore and swollen from hanging down, while the thing below continued to stimulate her body. The air conditioner was also very hot, and combined with her already restless state, it made her look...

She looked like she'd just been pulled from the water. Completely exhausted, Tao Feifei's head slumped, sweat
streaming down her hair, her soaked stockings clinging to her skin, her lips dry but still occasionally drooling from her gag
, dripping onto the carpet and soaking a patch.

With the blindfold ripped off, Tao Feifei jolted awake.
She was in a daze, unsure how much time had passed, wondering if she'd lost consciousness. It took a while for her eyes to adjust to the room's light.
Standing before her was a woman in high-fashion, with a remarkably good figure, especially her long,
shapely . They appeared to be bare, tucked into small leather boots. In contrast
, her facial features were less striking, her makeup heavy. Tao Feifei guessed she was at least thirty-six or thirty-seven.

The woman then removed the gag, her slender fingers slowly tracing Tao Feifei's cheek, gently lifting her chin.
"She really is a little vixen! No wonder that deadbeat kept running around here; turns out he left his soul here
!" Tao Feifei didn't dare meet her aggressive gaze, but she roughly understood from the tone of her words. The
prop that had exhausted her was finally removed, and the woman loosened the rope tied to the side. Tao Feifei collapsed limply
onto the carpet. She gasped for breath, her chest heaving.

The woman squatted down and grabbed Tao Feifei's hair: "What are you pretending for? Aren't you
supposed to be so seductive in front of men? Huh?! You try being seductive for me, then!" Spit sprayed directly onto her face.

"Madam, we had no choice..."

"Madam?!" The woman jumped up. "Fine! You dare to mock me for being old! Fine, fine, I'm
old? What kind of good person do you think that man is? Bullshit! Go ask him who
gave him his money and his status! If it weren't for my family's respect for him, he'd be eating somewhere else right now!" She
became more and more agitated, furious and enraged. Tao Feifei's thoughts became increasingly confused as she listened to her, worried that if she
went berserk, it would be bad for her. "Fine, now that you're all grown up and your position is secure, you despise me for being old, treating me
like a haggard old woman, and running off to find other women! Finding a slut like you!" Saying this, she kicked Tao Feifei
hard .

"Ah!" Tao Feifei felt a cramp in pain. Unexpectedly, the woman also cried out "Ouch!" She
pulled her right foot, clad in flesh-colored stockings, out of her boot and rubbed her toes repeatedly, as if she had twisted them. The woman, still yelling after kicking her,
was furious but dared not say anything. She could only rub the sore spot with her hand tied behind her back.

Naturally, she took her anger out on the woman who had
wronged her. The woman angrily stretched out her right foot and stomped squarely on Tao Feifei's face. Tao Feifei couldn't dodge in time, and the foot landed squarely on her mouth, completely covering her face. She pursed her lips tightly,
feeling her face almost distorted, but the sweaty, fleshy thing continued to press against her. The soles of her socks were already
stiff, clearly worn for days without being changed, and the smell was, needless to say, indescribable. The woman twirled her toes, teasing
her cheek: "How about it? Do my feet smell good?" Then she simply pinched her nose between her toes.
The smell from between her toes was even more suffocating; Tao Feifei almost fainted from the stench. "I'll give you a good treatment today
."

"Sister Lan, the bathwater is ready."

"Oh, I know." The woman finally loosened her grip, and Tao Feifei coughed dryly on the floor. She saw
the man from before come out, but this time he wasn't wearing a suit and tie; he was just wearing a bathrobe
and slippers . He attentively helped the woman undress, his expression ambiguous. And his Sister Lan, without any hesitation
, stripped naked and wrapped herself in a matching bathrobe. Turning her head, she saw Tao Feifei staring at the two of them, and the woman got even more excited.

"What are you looking at! Be careful, or I'll..." She raised her foot to kick, but immediately pulled it back. She thought for
a moment, snatched the cigarette from the man's mouth, took a deep drag, and then forcefully shoved the red-hot cigarette butt into Tao Feifei's buttocks.

"Ah!" Tao Feifei screamed, and the woman quickly covered her mouth. "So noisy!" She
casually grabbed the stockings she had just taken off and stuffed them into Tao Feifei's mouth, then gagged
her with a gag, and pulled her own underwear over Tao Feifei's head. Tao Feifei was already in too much pain to speak, and could only shake her head in protest, but to no avail. Her crotch was pressed
against her nose, and she could feel the sticky secretions on the tip of her nose; the disgusting, fishy stench caused her stomach
to spasm.

"Come on, help me hold her down."

"Sister Lan, this... I'm afraid it won't be easy to explain to the boss lady..."

"It's okay, she's just an old slut, maybe she's having fun with some lover right now, I don't care about
that ." She straddled Tao Feifei's waist, while the man held Tao Feifei's kicking legs, taking the opportunity
to sniff her stockinged feet twice.

"I'll burn you a plum blossom, so you little vixen will remember it for the rest of your life."

"Waaah! Waaah!"

"Don't move!" The woman slapped her wriggling buttocks. "It'll be troublesome if you burn yourself."

Startled, Tao Feifei didn't dare move again, her humiliated tears soaking the carpet once more.

The skinny man lay in bed, noticing it had started to rain. Raindrops hit the windowpane. He sat up, and
the woman beside him turned over, waking.

"Hey, how are those two girls?"

"Why are you asking? Can't bear to part with them?"

"What are you talking about? That virgin alone is enough for you to make a fortune." "

Let's not talk about that. Go find me someone in a few days." The woman changed the subject.

"Oh, who would dare offend you?"

"Don't ask too many questions, you'll find out soon enough. Just get them as far away as possible." "

That's too much trouble. Why not just have someone get rid of them?"

The woman glared at him. "Would you dare?! You men are all the same, what a bunch of cowards!" "
Having said that, she threw off the covers, rolled over, and got out of bed.

The skinny man watched her walk into the bathroom, her breasts erect, then took a cigarette from the bedside table, lit it, and cursed, '
You bitch !'"

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