A trap

"Damn it, it's that bitch again! How many times this month?!" In a manor outside

a Thai city , a tall, dark-skinned, middle-aged man in his fifties roared at a group of his men inside. 　　This drug lord, Kawasaki Tetsuo, was a figure the Thai government knew about but dared not touch. This wasn't just because he controlled a large portion of Thailand's drug market; he cleverly laundered the enormous profits from drug trafficking through various channels and bribed many high-ranking government officials. 　　Kawasaki Tetsuo not only controlled drug trafficking and criminal organizations but also operated numerous cover businesses, including wineries, restaurants, construction companies, and food companies. In this vast manor, Kawasaki Tetsuo maintained a private security force comparable to the government army, and various government officials sought his financial and underground support through various channels. 　　However, in the past few months, Kawasaki Tetsuo's business has suffered several major setbacks. A beautiful, voluptuous reporter infiltrated his inner circle, gathering information on the locations of his key transactions. She then collaborated with police and military personnel not yet bribed by Kawasaki to crack down on drug trafficking. She also publicized the crimes of Kawasaki's group through her newspaper. Kawasaki offered a reward for the reporter's capture through various channels. Because her whereabouts were unknown and she received help from many lower-class people suffering from drug trafficking, she has yet to be apprehended. 　　"Just you wait, I'll definitely catch you, you bitch, and see how I deal with you," Kawasaki said viciously, glaring at his subordinates. 　　Suddenly, his cunning mind conceived a trap. 　　"Sawamura Manling, thank you for your hard work again this time. After investigating for so long, you've finally cracked the evil deal of the Kawasaki Tetsuo Group." These words came from Suzuki Seikai, the editor-in-chief of the Thai Bitch newspaper. Suzuki Seikai was a gentleman in his sixties , with a small mustache and short, half-gray hair. The Thai Bitch newspaper was one of the few media outlets unafraid of the Kawasaki Tetsuo Group , actually because his wife and daughter had died in an accidental fight during a drug trafficking operation within the group… 　　"Mr. Suzuki Seikai, this is only a small part of the Kawasaki Tetsuo Group's transactions. Without irrefutable evidence of him personally appearing in the transaction, no matter how many times we arrest him, it's useless…" 　　A strikingly beautiful woman with striking features and a beautiful figure, her black hair resting on her hand, sighed as she looked at the ceiling. Sophia, though only twenty-two years old, was an elite graduate, ranking first in her class in the journalism department of China's National Central University . Her decision to abandon a promising future and a lucrative salary in China to return to Thailand, a crime-ridden country, to expose the drug lord's evil deeds was related to the tragic family tragedy hidden behind her beautiful face. 　　Sawamura Manling's mother died in childbirth. Her father, originally a factory worker, occasionally used the factory to cover up illegal drug transactions at night after Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi bought it , hiding drugs in sealed cans and transporting them to customers. One night, while on night shift, her father inadvertently discovered Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi's men smuggling drugs in the factory. Enraged, he decided to report it to the police, which inadvertently attracted Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi's murderous intent. Shortly after her father entrusted Sawamura Manling to relatives in China, he was murdered by Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi's men. Young Sawamura Manling never forgot her father's killer and vowed to avenge him one day. 　　Sawamura Manling, who grew up in China, blossomed into a stunningly beautiful woman with deep-set features and long eyelashes—a quintessential voluptuous and sensual Chinese beauty. From a young age, in addition to her studies, she underwent rigorous training in martial arts and physical fitness, developing a slender and well-proportioned physique. In university, Sawamura Manling excelled academically and represented her school in various sporting events. Many male students hoped to date her and win her heart, but only Sawamura Manling knew how precious a normal life was to her before she sought revenge . 　　"I must catch Kawasaki Tetsuo next time he makes a deal!!!" Sawamura Manling gazed out the window, silently resolving. 　　"Mr. Kawasaki Tetsuo, everything is arranged as you instructed. I've spread the word. Now we'll see if this woman takes the bait," a bodyguard wearing sunglasses whispered in Kawasaki Tetsuo's ear. 　　"Hmph... let's see how this woman escapes my grasp this time," Kawasaki Tetsuya sneered. He had been investigating the female reporter's background through various means. However, the astute Sawamura Manling never stayed in one place for more than a week, and used various disguises, makeup, cash transactions, and false identities to move among the slums. The residents of these slums admired Sawamura Manling's courage and secretly hindered Kawasaki Tetsuya's investigations. 　　"Mr. Suzuki Seikai, my informant has information on Kawasaki Tetsuya, but I suspect it might be a trap. Could you please arrange for a driver to meet me in the vicinity? Once I obtain evidence of the transaction, I will immediately escape and call the police," Sawamura Manling discussed with Suzuki Seikai. 　　"Sawamura Manling, since you know it's a trap, why take the risk? Why not catch Kawasaki Tetsuya now ?" Suzuki Seikai muttered, frowning. 　　“Even if it might be a trap, this is Kawasaki Tetsuo’s only chance to show his face in the past six months. Too many deals have already been ruined by us, and many of his major clients are very wary of him. He has to personally reassure them in the short term,” Sawamura Manling said resolutely. “Besides, as long as his criminal organization exists , it could harm thousands of innocent people. Even if it’s a trap, I can only handle it with extreme caution.” 　　“Okay, I’ll arrange a driver, but you must be very careful.” Unable to resist Sawamura Manling’s insistence, Suzuki Seikai could only arrange as much help as he could. 　　At a winery on the outskirts of Thailand, Sawamura Manling took a taxi, got off in a village a kilometer away , and cautiously walked through the woods to infiltrate Kawasaki Tetsuo’s winery. 　　Not far from the side gate of the winery, Sawamura Manling saw a dilapidated blue car parked next to a pile of motorcycles. She knew this was the driver Suzuki Seikai had arranged to pick her up. She nimbly and nimbly climbed over the winery’s wall and slowly made her way to the cellar . 　　"Target spotted, prepare." A guard on the winery rooftop saw Sawamura Manling cautiously...

Proceeding towards the wine cellar, she radioed Kawasaki Tetsuo's gang.

Sawamura Manling reached the cellar entrance, surveyed the surrounding terrain, chose a tree, and slowly climbed up. Reaching
a window next to the cellar, she saw Kawasaki Tetsuo and his accomplices, along with several suitcases filled
with US dollars and drugs.

"Great!" Sawamura Manling took out her camera from her backpack, aiming at Kawasaki Tetsuo to capture crucial evidence
.

Through the lens, she saw Kawasaki Tetsuo looking up at her, a cold smile playing on his lips. Sawamura Manling
sensed something was wrong, but four heavily armed bodyguards were already positioned below the tree, each pointing a gun at
her.

"Come down, Miss Sawamura Manling, our boss has been waiting for you for a long time," one of the bodyguards fired a few shots into the air. Sawamura
Manling had no choice but to slowly climb down the tree trunk.

"Give me your backpack." The bodyguards stared at the beautiful Sawamura Manling, their eyes filled with greed and lust.
Thinking about how this beauty would be ravaged later, the bodyguards licked their lips and grinned maliciously.

"Don't be like that, I just accidentally climbed in, why bother?" Sawamura Manling handed over her bag
, and at the same time, pulled out a stick and pressed it down hard. Instantly, the stick emitted an extremely bright light. The bodyguards' eyes
were fixed on Sawamura Manling and the backpack she handed them, their eyes unable to react for a moment.

"Ugh..." The four bodyguards felt heavy blows to their stomachs from knees and kicks, and they all collapsed.
Sawamura Manling took this opportunity to nimbly run to the winery entrance. The entire Kawasaki Tetsuo Group from the wine cellar rushed out,
only to see Sawamura Manling's slender figure running forward.

Upon reaching the waiting car at the entrance, Sawamura Manling urged the driver to leave the wine cellar as quickly as possible. The driver
sped away, but a short distance away, a corpse lay on the ground – the driver arranged by Suzuki Seikai.

"Phew, finally safe. Thank goodness I didn't fall for Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi's trick," Sawamura Manling gasped, only to realize
the air in the car was off. When she realized she'd been tricked, she
'd inhaled a considerable amount of anesthetic gas from running so fast, and slowly succumbed to unconsciousness. "Damn it!..." Sawamura Manling
struggled before losing consciousness.

"Hehehe, no matter how clever this woman thinks she is, she can't escape the boss's clutches. Not just this car, but
all the police stations and villages within a few kilometers are ours. Once she steps inside, she won't escape,"
the driver, wearing a gas mask, circled around and slowly drove back to Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi's wine cellar.

Hidden within the shadowy cellars lies the lair of Kawasaki Tetsuo's gang. On the surface, it appears to be a legitimately run winery,
but the several underground levels, after renovations, serve as the headquarters for his gang's kidnapping and human trafficking operations. Besides
satisfying his own lust by kidnapping and training young, beautiful girls for his and his cronies' pleasure, Kawasaki also uses them
to entertain officials and clients with similar tastes. These trained sex slaves are considered high-quality commodities; Kawasaki
sells them at exorbitant prices to clients worldwide through live streaming and auctions, earning
dozens of times more than he would from a legitimate winery.

Among the sex slaves who fall into Kawasaki's hands are models, actresses, and celebrities; he particularly enjoys
kidnapping strong, rebellious beauties. He derives immense pleasure and a sense of accomplishment from conquering and training these women
. Countless female police chiefs, lawyers, congresswomen, and even wives and daughters of officials have been
reduced to slaves struggling in the cellar because of this.

Watching his subordinates carry Sawamura Manling into the cellar, Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi looked at the sleeping beauty, his inner elation indescribable
. For the past six months, because of this female reporter, Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi had missed out on millions of dollars in business. Now, he
could finally turn this beauty into a slave moaning and whimpering beneath him—truly the greatest pleasure outside of business
.

Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi looked at his subordinates, a smirk playing on his lips. Several subordinates stripped the unconscious Sawamura Manling of her clothes, leaving her only in
her underwear, and then bound her hands and feet to a rack in the cellar. Sawamura Manling's hands were tied to
the chains above the rack, her feet to the pillars on either side, and a black rubber gag was stuffed into her mouth
. Sawamura Manling was left only in a set of sexy lingerie, her full breasts encased in a bra, and a black lace
thong barely concealing her ample buttocks. Bound to the rack, her head was bowed, her long hair hanging down.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her face, and Sawamura Manling awoke to find Kawasaki Tetsuya and a group of men with ill intentions watching
her. Realizing she was only wearing her undergarments, Sawamura Manling struggled desperately, only to find herself
bound to the rack, able only to glare fiercely at Kawasaki Tetsuya.

"Little bitch, I've been waiting for you for a long time. You've finally fallen into my hands. Soon, I'll make you
a completely obedient slave," Kawasaki Tetsuya sneered, looking at his long-coveted prey.

"I'll teach you a lesson first
, but don't be afraid. I won't ruin your value. You're worth a good price..."

Hearing this, Sawamura Manling knew Kawasaki Tetsuya intended to sell her as a commodity, and she felt a mixture of panic and composure.
What kept her calm was that she knew Kawasaki Tetsuo wouldn't hurt her too much in the short term, nor would he kill her. But she was a
person of dignity; how could she accept being sold like a commodity?

Looking up at the furnishings in the cellar, Sawamura Manling couldn't help but gasp. The cellar contained various sadomasochistic
equipment and instruments: whips, collars, clamps, syringes, and dildos hanging on the walls. She was tied to a square
rack, next to which was equipment resembling a gynecological examination table, a wooden horse, and a rack. What kind of pervert would
have such facilities here?

Kawasaki Tetsuo took a whip from the wall and said to the bodyguards on either side, "Don't use drugs on her right after you catch her. Using
drugs will ruin the pleasure of training her. I don't want such a beautiful woman to become a bitch
begging me to fuck her after just a few moves." After saying this, Kawasaki Tetsuo suddenly began whipping Sawamura Manling's body from top to bottom, and
Sawamura Manling couldn't help but scream and groan.

"This lash is just the beginning. You've ruined so much of my business lately. I swore to them I'd teach
you a lesson..." Kawasaki Tetsuya said viciously, then continued to whip Sawamura Manling's breasts, lower abdomen, and...
Legs, back, and buttocks—Sawamura Manling writhed in pain, but could only struggle helplessly.

Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi, listening to the beautiful woman's struggles and moans—a woman who had always been a thorn in his side and ruined his plans
—lashed her a dozen times. Then, he took a small knife from his pocket and quickly
stripped Sawamura Manling of her underwear. Sawamura Manling, both ashamed and desperate, tried to clamp her legs together to prevent Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi from succeeding, but the rack
held her legs tightly apart. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't pry open the chains. Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi

looked at the naked beauty before him and reached down to her genitals. Sawamura Manling's mind went blank,
her body trembling. Having never had any experience with men, she watched as her father's killer gently touched her
genitals. A wave of nausea and goosebumps washed over her. Sawamura Manling wished she were dead; she would rather
be violated by her enemy.

Desecrating the forbidden territory of this beautiful woman, Kawasaki Tetsuya discovered that Sawamura Manling's genitals were extremely dry. He parted her labia, the
tightly closed slit revealing that she had no male experience. "It's rare to find someone so beautiful, and still a virgin..."
Discovering Sawamura Manling was a virgin, Kawasaki Tetsuya became even more excited. He couldn't help but caress the beautiful Sofia with both hands
, from her slender neck and collarbone, down to her full breasts, her abdomen covered in whip marks, and her thighs. He couldn't resist
slapping Sawamura Manling's plump buttocks hard.

"Ah..." Sawamura Manling couldn't help but scream in pain from the gag
. Kawasaki Tetsuya slapped her elastic buttocks, getting more and more excited with each blow. Soon, Sawamura Manling's buttocks were covered in
red welts from the slaps.

After spanking her, Kawasaki Tetsuya looked at Sawamura Manling's ample breasts, her round breasts topped with pale pink nipples.
While caressing her firm, elastic chest, he licked and sucked her nipples.

"Ah...you beasts, let me go..." A strange sensation made Sawamura Manling's body heat up.
Even though she knew about matters between men and women, since childhood, her mind had been filled only with studying, training, and revenge.
Even though she had admired boys before, she only thought about them and had no
experience with men. Now, being violated by her enemy, although her heart was filled with resentment, her physical reactions betrayed her.
Under Kawasaki Tetsuya's caresses, Sawamura Manling's breathing gradually became rapid.

"Hehe, I'm not in a hurry at all," Kawasaki Tetsuya instructed the four bodyguards beside him who had been beaten down by Sawamura Manling,
instructing them to take turns humiliating the beautiful woman who had given them so much trouble. "Don't cripple her. You can do whatever you want
with her, but remember to caress her a little after you've beaten her to a certain extent, let this virgin know the pleasures of being a woman. But don't go for it yet
, her first time is mine."

The four bodyguards' faces lit up with joy. Seeing the naked Sawamura Manling tied to the rack, they had long wanted to pounce on
her. The four bodyguards, upon hearing their boss's words, continued to whip
and knead Sawamura Manling, punishing her. After a while, they began to caress and tease her. Sawamura Manling
was exhausted and in pain, her body covered in red, swollen welts from the whipping.
After the beating, she was touched and pinched by eight large hands, especially her breasts, buttocks, and genitals, which drove her to the brink of madness. She could only
moan incessantly as she was tortured.

After a while, Sawamura Manling, unable to bear the torment any longer, lost control of her bladder and let out a scream
of agony before fainting.

"Sawamura Manling, remember to go to the interview! The TV station is auditioning for anchors. With your abilities, you'll definitely be fine.
You're so beautiful, a TV anchor is perfect for you." In a daze, Sawamura Manling dreamt of
an intimate conversation with her best friend from university. Her friend was unaware of Sawamura Manling's troubled past, and the vibrant life in New York made the young
Sawamura Manling happy every day.

The dream then shifted back to her reporting life in Thailand. The government's corruption, the people's suffering, contrasted
sharply with the arrogance of these criminal tycoons. Local police officers, if they didn't accept bribes, would at least be killed themselves, or even their entire families. Filled with a strong sense of justice, Sawamura Manling was furious at this social injustice. Many times during her reporting trips, she encountered dangerous situations, but always managed to escape unscathed
thanks to her quick thinking. 　　Upon waking, Sawamura Manling found herself locked in a gloomy cell. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, a collar around her neck was attached to the wall, and she was still completely naked. Her body was covered in red, swollen bruises from whipping, and the pain caused her to groan softly as she lay on the floor. 　　"Looks like Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi is determined to sell me like a commodity. How am I going to escape?" Before she could even finish her thought, Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi and two bodyguards pushed open the cell door and entered. 　　"Hungry, little bitch? Here's some milk," Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi said, taking a pet bowl, pouring some milk , and then kicking it to Sawamura Manling's side. 　　Sawamura Manling's face flushed with anger, and she was about to unleash a torrent of curses, but her stomach, which hadn't eaten for hours, rumbled, making her blush with shame. "No, I'm going to be defiled by these beasts anyway, I have to endure it, only then will I have a chance to escape." With this thought, the beautiful Sawamura Manling lowered her head and began licking the milk in the bowl like a dog. 　　"Good dog, that's right." Kawasaki Tetsuya knew that the resolute Sawamura Manling wouldn't give in so quickly; the stronger the beauty, the greater the satisfaction of being trained into obedience. "Once this good dog finishes eating, take her out. We have more important things to do." 　　After Sawamura Manling finished licking the milk, the two bodyguards unlocked the chain around her neck, grabbed her arms behind her back, and dragged her to the torture chamber. Upon arriving at the torture chamber, two bodyguards tightly gripped Sawamura Manling, unlocked the shackles from her back, and then dragged her to a wooden platform about the size of a table. A chain and shackles were fixed to the top of the platform, and there was a pair of shackles on each side below. The weakened Sawamura Manling was unable to break free from the bodyguards' strong pull. In no time, she was completely naked and strapped to the platform, her hands cuffed to the tabletop, and her legs spread apart and tied to either side of the table. Head down, buttocks raised, she awaited the torture inflicted by Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi. 　　Kawasaki Tetsuya held a lit candle in one hand and a riding crop in the other. He lashed Sawamura Manling's ample buttocks with the crop while dripping candle wax onto the fresh welts. Sawamura Manling was both shocked and in pain. Her strong personality prevented her from screaming loudly, but the whip marks and fresh wounds all over her body still caused her to let out low groans.

Seeing Sawamura Manling's defiance, Kawasaki Tetsuo's blows became increasingly forceful. Sawamura Manling's low moans escalated into whimpering sobs
, tears streaming down her face from the pain, wetting the table.

Only when Sawamura Manling was in a semi-conscious state did Kawasaki Tetsuo put down the whip and candles. He then had two bodyguards stuff a
pair of jaw-widening pliers into Sawamura Manling's mouth. Sawamura Manling, dazed and confused, had no idea what they were doing
. Kawasaki Tetsuo pulled down his pants, pressing his monstrous, erect penis against Sawamura Manling's face. Sawamura Manling felt a hot
, smelly penis pressed against her beautiful face and struggled, shaking her head. Kawasaki
Tetsuo's strong hands held her head down, and his penis plunged deep into her mouth.

Sawamura Manling felt a thick, long penis thrust into her mouth, relentlessly pounding against her throat. A
nauseating, suffocating sensation made her feel like she was dying, yet her head couldn't escape Kawasaki Tetsuo's arms
. Saliva overflowed from her lips with each thrust. Sawamura Manling's chained wrists clenched into fists as
she endured this inhuman torture.

After a while, the tip of Kawasaki Tetsuo's penis suddenly swelled, followed by a gush of thick semen that filled Sawamura Manling
's mouth. Sawamura Manling felt a foul-smelling, hot liquid flow down her throat into her esophagus and stomach. She was furious and
resentful, but utterly helpless in the face of her situation.

After withdrawing his penis, Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi rubbed it against Sawamura Manling's cheek, smearing the remaining semen on her face.
Sawamura Manling was filled with regret; she shouldn't have let her guard down and fallen into Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi's trap. Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi moved behind Sawamura Manling
, picked up some baby oil from the table, and made his penis slippery and sticky before pressing it against Sawamura Manling's
beautiful labia.

Even though Sawamura Manling had mentally prepared herself for the humiliation, she was still panicked and in pain when she was actually raped
. She kept shaking her plump buttocks to prevent Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi from entering, but with her legs spread and handcuffed to the rack, no matter how much
she struggled, it was futile. Kawasaki Tetsuyoshi toyed with Sawamura Manling like a cat playing with a mouse, slapping her
buttocks with his large hands. The sound of the slaps stimulated Sawamura Manling, making her feel even more ashamed.

"Enough playing around, time to get down to business," Kawasaki Tetsuya said, grabbing Sawamura Manling's ample buttocks with both hands and
spreading her legs apart. He then slowly inserted his penis. Although there was lubricant, Sawamura Manling
's virgin territory was incredibly tight. Even though Kawasaki Tetsuya was a seasoned womanizer, he had rarely encountered such a tight vagina. Sawamura

Manling could no longer contain her shame and anger, letting out a heart-wrenching scream. Kawasaki Tetsuya's thick, long penis
felt like a branding iron or a saw, branding and sawing through her body. Especially when Kawasaki Tetsuya was thrusting in and out,
the excruciating pain of her hymen being torn apart, the resentment of being raped by her enemy, and the marks from being whipped and dripping wax all over her body combined
to make Sawamura Manling cry helplessly. Seeing the strong and beautiful female reporter groaning in pain beneath him, her whole body
trembling, Kawasaki Tetsuya felt a strong sense of conquest. He thrust into the beautiful reporter like a horse, while simultaneously
whipping Sawamura Manling's shoulders and back with a riding crop. Sawamura Manling's pained contractions intensified Kawasaki Tetsuya's pleasure
.

"Daddy, I'm sorry, I can't avenge you..." The raped Sawamura Manling bit her lip, letting
tears stream down her beautiful face like broken pearls. Kawasaki Tetsuya's thrusting didn't lessen or
stop over time. Sawamura Manling even feared that her lower body couldn't withstand such torment. She gripped
the chains binding her tightly, her lower body contracting, her body trembling naturally from the intense sexual stimulation
.

Finally, feeling a gush of hot fluid from the penis beneath her, Sawamura Manling finally succumbed and fainted.

"Hehehe, this is just the beginning. I'll let you taste everything in this room to your heart's content
..." Kawasaki Tetsuya pulled out his penis, looking at Sawamura Manling's bloodstained

genitals, and couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"This bitch is for you to play with. I'm going to deflower her from behind. Her mouth is still very fresh and
tender, just like this bitch's when she was deflowered. She's a product we'll be selling later, so don't ruin her..." Kawasaki Tetsuya said to the bodyguards behind him.

Several men rushed towards Sawamura Manling's tender and beautiful body.

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