Celebrity Abuse 01: First Abuse of Fan Bingbing

Celebrity Torture 01: The First Torture of Fan Bingbing
"A series of whip lashes echoed, and Fan Bingbing's screams resounded from the dark dungeon..." I closed
my laptop, thinking, "This is so boring, the content is too bland. And why do novels always seem to drag celebrities into dark
dungeons or basements? It's so strange." I looked around. Bright glass walls stretched
out, warm sunlight streaming in. From there, one could overlook the entire bay to the east and admire the lush green mountains to the west—
it was incredibly comfortable. The room was extremely spacious, fully equipped.

Fan Bingbing, while not the most beautiful woman in the country, had that seductive charm! That foxy smile! She was
irresistibly alluring! Who wouldn't want to pin Fan Bingbing to the ground, make her bend over like a bitch
, pull her hair while squeezing her breasts, and frantically thrust into her from behind? And finally, fill her
womb with his load!

Before yesterday, that's what I really thought. But after playing around with her a few times yesterday, and changing positions, I
filled Fan Bingbing's mouth and anus with my semen. Having sex with Fan Bingbing wasn't all that interesting, but there
were still . Thinking of this, I stood up and walked to a square-shaped object covered with a black cloth. I lifted the
cloth, revealing a large iron cage. Cuckoo's nestled in the corner was Fan Bingbing. As soon as she saw me, she crawled
over , pleading, "Please let me go, I'll give you money, I won't call the police."

I opened the cage, and Fan Bingbing rushed out, grabbing my leg and continuing to beg, "Please, please
, I'll give you any amount of money you want." I grabbed her hair and slapped her across the face twice.
"Too noisy," I said calmly. Fan Bingbing's face turned red from the slaps, and she knelt on the ground, too afraid to speak again.

"How much money do you have?" Fan Bingbing suddenly raised her face, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "I can give you ten
million." Ha! This bitch earns over a hundred million a year, and she only wants ten million? A joke! I immediately threw an
uppercut at Fan Bingbing's chin. Her lower teeth bit her tongue, colliding with her upper teeth. The pain was excruciating; she fell backward to the ground.
"What did I teach you yesterday? You need to add 'master' to your words, are you stupid?" I jumped and sat on Fan Bingbing
's stomach. She screamed in pain, and I immediately followed up with left and right uppercuts, punching her alluring little face
repeatedly! Fan Bingbing flailed her arms and legs, but dared not block my punches. All she could manage were screams and shouts
of meaningless things like, "No! Help! Let me go!" Annoyed by her noise, I
suddenly slapped her hard across the neck! Fan Bingbing couldn't breathe and coughed, then fell
silent . Sometimes, if you don't teach this kind of slut a lesson, she'll just talk too much.

Just then, the elevator arrived. My apartment is on the 32nd floor, the top floor of the building—
one of those . As soon as the doors opened, I saw it was Da Zhao. Overjoyed, I grabbed Fan Bingbing's hair,
tossed her towards the elevator, and kicked her in the lower back, then staggered over. Da Zhao, seeing this, swung his fists
at Fan Bingbing's chest. Our Fan Bingbing still has a good amount of breasts; with that punch, her breasts bounced a few times—quite
a sight! I took a running start from behind and delivered a powerful kick to Fan Bingbing's back. Fan Bingbing cried out, "Ah!" and
fell into Da Zhao's arms. Da Zhao's arms tightened around her like iron rings, lifting her upwards and throwing her
backwards. Fan Bingbing, naked, traced a semi-circle in the air before her head slammed onto
the marble Seeing stars, Fan Bingbing screamed in agony! She lay naked on the ground, and no one paid her any attention.

Da Zhao and I hadn't seen each other for months, but our teamwork was still as seamless as ever. We greeted each other with a happy hug.
Fan Bingbing , on the other hand, was quick-witted. Just as the elevator doors were about to close, she ignored her pain and slipped inside. Da Zhao
exclaimed, "The slut's trying to escape!" I calmly walked to the elevator keypad, entered a set of numbers, and then beckoned Da
Zhao to the sofa. I turned on the TV, which showed the elevator's security camera feed. After I entered my code, several cameras appeared on the elevator
wall , snapping photos of the naked Fan Bingbing. She frantically tried to cover her face and
shield her breasts, looking utterly disheveled. Then, rubber bullets suddenly shot out from all directions, crackling and popping, causing Fan Bingbing to scream
in pain , tears streaming down her face! She shrank towards the corner, but the moment she touched the wall, with a sizzling sound,
she was thrown back, a large patch of skin burned by an electric current on her back! Before that was even over, clumps of stuff
started raining down . It turned out to be the building's entire sewer system, and clumps of excrement and urine were raining
down on Fan Bingbing, knocking her to the floor. Her fair skin and smooth hair were covered in filth. Just then, the elevator
returned, the doors opened, and Fan Bingbing's wailing cries reached our ears.

Da Zhao and I, disgusted by the mess, grabbed a whip and lashed Fan Bingbing, herding her towards the bathroom. The big star
was covered in excrement and urine; we had to clean her up. In the bathroom, one of us grabbed her arms, the other her legs, and suddenly
pulled Fan Bingbing into the air, arching her body as high as possible
before against the edge of the bathtub! Fan Bingbing screamed like a pig being slaughtered, and
a considerable amount of excrement and urine spilled onto the floor. We were afraid she'd break her back, so we rolled her over and rammed her belly
against the corner of the bathtub—those adorable abs and V-lines! Fan Bingbing vomited violently! Da Zhao, while swinging her around, said, "Oh
my, big star, you ate spaghetti yesterday? Oh, and steak too! And snails!" I
laughed so hard!

After she'd vomited enough, we threw Fan Bingbing into the bathtub, turned off the drain,
dumped all the poop and pee from the floor into it, and then each of us peed on Fan Bingbing's head. Fan Bingbing cried so hard, tears streaming down her face, her whole body
convulsing, the stench making her dizzy. "You made this yourself, clean it up. We
'll be back in an hour, and you'll have eaten it all!" Seeing Fan Bingbing stunned and speechless, I slapped her. "Damn it, you rude
bitch, can't you even answer?" Fan Bingbing sobbed and said, "Yes, Master..."
Then Da Zhao and I left without looking back.

An hour passed in a flash. When Da Zhao and I returned to the bathroom, we saw that the filth in the bathtub was still there,
but there were two more vomits! Looking at Fan Bingbing, she was completely exhausted and desperate. I felt
really good ! Seeing that she hadn't eaten anything, I went up to deal with her. Da Zhao stopped me and said earnestly, "Hey, don't
get so angry. It's only Fan Bingbing's first day." "This bitch came yesterday!" Da Zhao flared up at this, took
a step forward, grabbed Fan Bingbing's hair, and shoved her into the filth, cursing, "So that's how it is!"
"What a lazy bum! She came yesterday, and she still can't eat this?" Fan Bingbing's nose and mouth were shoved into vomit
. She tried to breathe, but bubbles floated up, and filth flooded her mouth and nose! She almost
suffocated!

As soon as Da Zhao let go, Fan Bingbing immediately sat up straight, greedily inhaling the air. Da Zhao scooped up
a large amount of Fan Bingbing's own vomit and poured it into her mouth. Fan Bingbing endured the stench, tears
streaming down her face, and finally managed to swallow a mouthful. Just as she was about to swallow, Da Zhao shouted, "Chew!" That sticky,
acidic vomit churned in the beautiful Fan Bingbing's mouth, slowly being swallowed into
the stomach of the superstar! Da Zhao was a kind and honest man, calm and steady, patiently stuffing the food into her mouth one shovel
at a time. Fan Bingbing vomited again during this time, but he still fed her the vomit. Finally, after two hours, she finished eating all the vomit.

Da Zhao pointed to the remaining excrement and urine in the bathtub, "Alright, you can continue eating the rest." Fan Bingbing had no choice but to cup a puddle in
her hands . Just as she brought it close to her face, the stench was too overwhelming, and her hands trembled, spilling it all. "Master, it stinks..."
Upon hearing this, Da Zhao kicked Fan Bingbing in the face, leaving a bruise on her nose. "Stinky?
I've been a farmer my whole life. The fertilizer in the paddy fields stinks ten times worse than this. We have to walk barefoot in it
to plant rice! Stinky? You just ate your French feast and vomited, why didn't you say that stinky? This excrement is
the product of the local people, maybe even your fans! Hurry up and eat!" Actually, that excrement had been circulating in
the sewage system for several days, and it was a mixed bag, maybe even caused diarrhea for some people.
It did stink much worse than Fan Bingbing's vomit, but who cares about Fan Bingbing? This slut is begging for attention?

I saw that Fan Bingbing was really in trouble, so I said, "Forget it, just fill those two holes down there."
Without further ado , Da Zhao and I grabbed a water pump, the motor turned on, and the power was amazing! In less than a minute, it was all poured into
Fan Bingbing's intestines and uterus! Fan Bingbing was in a terrible state. Her lower abdomen swelled up as she endured the pounding of the water pump, screaming
and howling until her voice was hoarse!

We then gave Fan Bingbing a bath, scrubbing her meticulously with toilet cleaner and a stiff-bristled toilet brush, scrubbing
until her fair skin turned red! Especially the area where she had been electrocuted by the elevator wall earlier
; the pain made Fan Bingbing's face contort, making her look like an old hag! After the bath, we kicked
and punched Fan Bingbing all the way back to the living room. Actually, there wasn't much of a distinction between the living room and the bathroom. The room was enormous, located
on the top floor of a tower, with the living room, bedroom, bathroom, toilet, and kitchen scattered throughout,
separated only by wooden doors or glass walls. The room had glass walls on all four sides, offering a fantastic view.

Fan Bingbing glanced out the window and immediately understood. This tower was called Dengyun Tower, a landmark building. Below it were
shopping malls , hotels, office areas, supermarkets, hospitals, scenic areas, and even a police station—everything imaginable! Celebrities and big shots
frequently held banquets here. Yesterday, she attended a luncheon on the 31st floor. As soon as it ended, she wanted to go back to rest, but
I knocked her unconscious, tied her up, and raped her all afternoon and evening. Fan Bingbing had disappeared. Although the news wasn't publicly announced,
the police mobilized a large force. Unfortunately, they searched every nook and cranny, especially basements and dungeons,
but they never expected her to be right above them!

Fan Bingbing was a seasoned veteran; now that she knew where she was, she secretly wanted to find a way to get the news
out . Okay, that's a story for later.

We took Fan Bingbing back to the living room, made her kneel, and put a collar on her with a
small tag engraved with 1-01. I didn't want to do this, but Da Zhao said
that's how they manage livestock in the countryside, so I agreed. Looking closely at Fan Bingbing, her looks were still pretty good. Her skin wasn't
perfect, but it was smooth and delicate, well-maintained. Her breasts and buttocks had some flesh, unlike many of these days'
skinny girls. The skin that had been reddened by the brush slowly regained its fair complexion. It turned out she had been wearing makeup, but now it was a
mess . The black eyeshadow looked like two teardrops, reminding me of a fallen prostitute on the street, her red lips
covered in smears, like she'd been kissed by a pig.

I continued what I'd said before, asking again, "How much money do you have?" Fan Bingbing, having learned her lesson, replied, "
Whatever amount , I'll give." "I'm asking how much money you have!" I raised my voice
slightly, and Fan Bingbing trembled, stammering, "I...I don't know..." This was the truth; this bitch had a lot of income, managed by
an agent , so it was unlikely she would know the exact amount herself. I pointed to the computer next to me. "Go email your
agent and find out how many permanent and temporary employees you have." Fan Bingbing's
eyes lit up when she heard the computer had internet access, and that I was even having her send an email. She then crawled towards the computer like a dog.
Seeing the fleeting thought in her eyes and her conscious crawling, I realized she was quite shrewd;
she was deliberately yielding. I had to be wary of her.

I followed her. Fan Bingbing logged into her email and briefly requested
a list . This part seemed fine. As she filled in the recipients, she said, "I
have a main agent, and each email should also CC the agency and two assistants." Just as she was about to click
send , I gently held her hand, lowered my head, and kissed her head passionately. Fan Bingbing froze, not
daring to move. I said casually, "Being smart is a good thing, but don't misuse your cleverness." I looked at
Fan Bingbing ; she trembled slightly, like a child caught doing something wrong. It turned out the three email addresses she copied were
fake; the letters rearranged to form "tour trent deux," French for "Tower 3
2," meant to reveal her location to her agent.

"Smile, and I'll consider forgiving you," Fan Bingbing said with a bitter smile, and I slapped her.
"No, again!" Fan Bingbing probably used all her acting skills; she smiled—a foxy smile,
the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing two small dimples, her eyes sparkling—so damn seductive! "Don't move." I moved closer to Fan Bingbing's
face, my tongue gently licking the dimples at the corners of her mouth, both seductive and pleasurable. "Go back to your doghouse."
Fan Bingbing sighed and slowly crawled towards the cage. Her buttocks swayed, her snow-white skin looking utterly
lewd. The red, broken skin on her back, damaged by the electric shock, was quite an eyesore.

I grabbed the keyboard and slammed
it down on Fan Bingbing's back! "You slut, I told you to get lost, who told you to crawl?" I said, continuing to swing the keyboard, hitting the broken skin on Fan Bingbing's back! Fan Bingbing, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was suddenly attacked...
Startled, she let out a scream, nearly falling to the ground, and hurriedly cried out, "Sorry, Master! Sorry, Master!"
before rolling back to her cage. This bitch, Fan Bingbing, is quite sensible. I kept hitting her,
saying , "Forward roll!" Fan Bingbing had no choice but to stick her rear up, head down, hands
on the ground, and roll forward. She landed on her back with a painful yelp. These celebrities, lacking exercise, rolled around
haphazardly . Imagine that scene: our great star, the beautiful Fan Bingbing,
rolling around naked on the ground! Da Zhao and I almost burst out laughing.

Finally, she rolled back to her cage, drenched in sweat. Her doghouse was just a wooden board covered with a thin blanket in the corner of the cage
. Da Zhao, a cigarette dangling from his lips, muttered as he walked over, "Look at my memory, I completely forgot to fuck the big star
Fan Bingbing." With that, he picked up Fan Bingbing and slammed her heavily against the wooden board, pulled down his underwear, grabbed
one of Fan Bingbing's legs, and thrust his penis into her vagina from the side. Fan Bingbing had been abused earlier and hadn't had time to rest, so her vagina
wasn't wet. Da Zhao didn't care, he just kept ramming in. Fan Bingbing screamed after only a few thrusts, the tearing pain was excruciating!
Da Zhao, not satisfied with his fucking, roared, "A slut without wetness is an injustice!" He pulled out, grabbed Fan Bingbing's legs, and twisted them
apart , forcing her to sit up, her legs spread wide in an M-shape. "I'll give you one minute to make yourself
wet !" Fan Bingbing dared not disobey, and quickly began rubbing her breasts and playing with her vulva and
clitoris, but she was afraid and couldn't muster any interest. A minute passed, and not a drop of fluid came out. Da Zhao was an
honest man; seeing no fluid, he didn't say a word, picked up the cigarette butt in his hand, and pressed it hard against Fan Bingbing's vulva!
Fan Bingbing expected this; the intense heat made her scream wildly, her whole body jerking up as if electrocuted!
Da Zhao had anticipated this, so the hand holding the cigarette butt remained still, while his other hand clenched into a fist, waiting for Fan Bingbing's arched
body to be slammed into his lower abdomen, knocking her back to where she was! Fan Bingbing's tears streamed down her face!
It was much more real than when she acted on TV.

"I'll give you one more minute!" Da Zhao lit another cigarette and slowly smoked it. Fan Bingbing's body convulsed,
but her hands didn't dare slow down. She quickly reached for her vagina, stroking it with her fingers and inserting and withdrawing them.
The cigarette burns and tearing wounds caused her to sweat profusely, and she couldn't help but scream in agony. But there was no way to stop her;
time was limited. Fan Bingbing desperately pushed one, two, three fingers into her vagina, back and forth.
When the time was up, Da Zhao pulled Fan Bingbing's hand out, examined it carefully, shook his head, and slowly said, "Not wet enough
." Before Fan Bingbing could dodge, Da Zhao shoved the cigarette butt into her vagina. Fan Bingbing
screamed like a pig being slaughtered! All her muscles tensed, and she rolled on the ground like a ball, her hands clenched into two small fists,
trembling uncontrollably, her legs tense, shaking back and forth in the air!

Da Zhao wasn't in a hurry; he let Fan Bingbing scream and roll around there while he lit another cigarette. A few minutes later
, Fan Bingbing gradually calmed down, hurriedly knelt down, and kowtowed forcefully to the ground, begging Da Zhao to stop bothering her
. Her pleading tone was truly infuriating! Da Zhao calmly said, "We country folk are trustworthy.
What we say, we can't do. One minute countdown begins!" Fan Bingbing panicked, picked up
the cigarette box Da Zhao had casually tossed aside, crumpled it into a sharp, angular cylinder, and inserted it directly into her anus. Then,
she entire hand and shoved it into her vagina, her fist inside, frantically thrusting in and out. Her other
hand got interesting; she actually tried to pry open her navel, rotating it back and forth. It seems Fan Bingbing's navel is also
an erogenous zone. Finally, Fan Bingbing screamed loudly, reaching orgasm, her vaginal fluid gushing out and splashing all over Da Zhao's
face. Da Zhao was delighted. He flipped Fan Bingbing over, making her knees, then shoved his underwear into her mouth
, pulling the other end back. Fan Bingbing's head snapped back, and Da Zhao, like an animal, began
to pound into her vagina from behind. At this moment, being fucked was the most enjoyable thing for Fan Bingbing.
She tossed her beautiful hair, moving back and forth, until Da Zhao filled her uterus with his semen, then filled it with
urine before finally stopping.

Da Zhao complained how loose it was, and finally released Fan Bingbing. I took Fan Bingbing's phone and said to
her , "Okay, now you can make a call to any female celebrity..."

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