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Torture the City Police Department's Daughter - Part 3 

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"See? They're being tortured because of you! If you want your best friends to leave here, just confess!" the leader said. But what is unknown is ultimately unknown. Although Gao Peici wanted to tell them, she had no idea. So she could only keep begging them to release her two best friends. "I really don't know. Please release them! They are innocent!" Gao Peici pleaded.

"Hmph! Do you think we're idiots? Your two best friends are both good stuff, my brothers and I don't want to let them go! We've given you a chance, but you didn't take it. Then they'll have to continue suffering because of you. Men! Torture them severely! Especially whip that fat Huang girl!" the gang leader shouted into the radio. "No!" Gao Peici cried out, but the thugs had already heard the gang leader's instructions, picked up the whips, and lashed them heavily across the two girls' delicate bodies, especially the whips, which rained down mercilessly on Huang Weiling's soft breasts.

The girl's full E-cup breasts bounced constantly from the whipping, appearing exceptionally sexy and naturally attracting more attention. The scene returned to the room where Gao Peici was, where two thugs tightly gripped her, skillfully removing the shackles and chains from her body. The girl was dragged to a rack, where the thugs began to carefully bind her with ropes—one of the thugs' favorite and most enjoyable activities. In Zheng Han and Tang Jun's torture chamber, binding beautiful women was not just preparation for torture, but also a ritualistic and aesthetically important process for the thugs.

This time, the thugs used a relatively conventional Japanese binding method—the girl's hands were first bound behind her back, the hemp rope binding her wrists wrapped around her wrists to the front, passing over her breasts and tightly constricting them, before returning to her back and crossing over; another rope tightly bound the two ropes above and below her breasts at her cleavage. The ropes were pulled up, making her breasts protrude prominently. Then, they were pulled up over her neck and tied behind her back, binding her wrists. As the ropes tightened, the girl's bound wrists were forced to bend towards her head, leaving

her no room to move. Another rope was tied around her waist, and yet another rope hooked around the waist rope at her abdomen, tightly constricting her clitoris, then extending over her anus and binding her wrists again behind her back. The thugs used heavy force when binding her, binding her very tightly. Gao Peici cried out in pain. The finger-thick hemp ropes dug deep into the girl's tender skin, burning and stinging. Her twisted arms throbbed with pain, and her entire body was constricted... She could barely breathe.

The thugs had placed a specially made low square table under the beam, with an iron plate on top. They dragged Gao Peici over and forced her to stand on the table. A rope hanging from a pulley on the beam above her head was tied to the crisscrossing ropes behind her, loosely suspending the girl above the table. Although her body had some room to move, her feet were trapped within the iron plate.

Zheng Han admired the girl's bare feet standing on the iron plate with great interest: the full, soft contours, the smooth, white flesh, the prominent arches, the delicate, rounded ankles, and especially the taut, delicate toes, which made one involuntarily... An urge arose to hold and play with them—these were feet born for dance. Thinking of the torture these beautiful feet were about to suffer, Zheng Han couldn't help but reveal a malicious smile.

The thugs connected the iron plate to the power source. Zheng Han walked up to Gao Peici, grabbed the girl's hair, and forced her face upwards. Zheng Han grinned maliciously: "Today, I'll make you an electric dancer, perform for our leader, and also help you recover some of your memories!" With that, he shoved the girl's head forcefully and ordered the thugs: "Initiate the torture!" Tang Jun adjusted the voltage to 80 volts and then slammed the power switch on.

"Ah...!" With a piercing scream, the girl's feet jerked off the iron plate, only to land back on it immediately. A powerful electric current surged through her body from the soles of her feet. She felt as if she were standing on a red-hot iron plate, or as if countless steel needles were piercing the soles of her feet. The pain was unbearable; her whole body convulsed violently, her legs involuntarily hopping up and down. One foot would leap off the plate only to be immediately back on, the ropes suspending her forcing her to jump frantically in this small space.

The poor girl screamed in agony, trying to alleviate the pain of her torture, while panting heavily... Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, face, and body, mingling with the girl's humiliated tears as they dripped onto the iron plate, quickly forming a large puddle at her feet. The pubic hair on her genitals resembled a patch of dark, freshly watered grass, glistening with moisture.

The gang leader and his thugs watched the girl's painful struggle with satisfaction, their expressions one of ecstasy. The girl's firm breasts swayed with each bounce, enhancing the sensation of the torture and arousing the thugs' sadistic lust. This form of torture was extremely cruel, but when used to torment a beautiful young girl, it possessed a particularly captivating and sensual allure. The torture, a blend of the art of rope binding, the graceful nakedness of a young girl, and the agonizing posture of someone being tortured, was, in the eyes of the thugs, like watching a beautiful dance. This form of torture was a masterpiece of the art of torture, deeply loved by the thugs, and often used to torment those beautiful but unfortunate young girls.

Seeing the girl's breathing growing heavier, her face turning pale, and the rhythm of her hopping slowing, Zheng Han ordered the power to be cut off, allowing Gao Peici to stand there and catch her breath. He didn't want the girl to faint so quickly; he needed to torture her slowly, prolonging her suffering as much as possible. This torture required more physical exertion than a marathon, not to mention the immense pain and humiliation endured.

Her clitoris, chafed raw by the tight hemp rope binding it, was bleeding profusely from the constant throbbing. The direct friction of the rope against the wound, combined with the sweat, caused excruciating pain, a pain amplified by the shame of the abuse.

Gao Peici stood there, panting heavily, groaning intermittently, "Spare...spare...me! I...I really don't know." She said with difficulty, "It seems you won't talk until you've suffered enough!" Zheng Han grinned maliciously, "Don't rush, little girl, the dance has only just begun!" After the girl had caught her breath slightly, Zheng Han waved to Tang Jun, "Continue the torture!" "Ah…! Ah…!"

The power was switched back on, and the girl was forced to writhe in agony again, screaming shrilly, her legs frantically jumping on the iron plate. The previous scene was repeated. Gradually, the girl's screams grew fainter, turning into painful groans. When the power was cut off and then switched back on, the voltage had been adjusted to 110 volts. Gao Peici was already on the verge of death, her face deathly pale, and her body covered in sweat made her look as if she had just been pulled from the water.

She endured the intense electric current on her feet ... The stimulation was too much for the girl to endure. She struggled, almost too exhausted to stand, only managing to stay upright thanks to the rope suspending her. Her legs twitched almost instinctively, trying to escape the iron plate, but after lifting them only a few centimeters, she fell back down. The girl's movements slowed, stars flashed before her eyes, and she began to feel dizzy. She foamed at the mouth and gradually lost the ability to even moan, only letting out heavy breathing. Finally, the poor girl could no longer struggle. Her head drooped to her chest, and she lay limp, suspended from the pulley on the beam like a beast at the mercy of slaughter. Gao Peici was tortured until she fainted.

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