Bloody Abuse 11

Xiaohui

, shackled and chained, was dragged onto the platform. Her legs, injured from torture, prevented her from walking. New skin had barely begun to grow from the wounds on her toes; where her once-smooth toenails had been, now lay raw, blood-red welts—a horrifying sight. She had been dragged there by two thugs.

Xiaohui was brought before Dr. J and Ninth Master. Dr. J looked at the ravaged girl with a mixture of pity and smugness, as if admiring his masterpiece. The girl's eyes were lowered; she dared not look at Dr. J for more than ten seconds. Dr. J stared at Xiaohui for a good ten seconds, then ordered the thugs, "Prepare the young lady."

Several thugs rushed forward, hastily removing the shackles and stripping her of her prison uniform, revealing her scarred naked body. The concentration camp uniform was specially made—a gray, sleeveless dress fastened with buttons at the shoulders. The reason for this design was for convenience—in Wolfsburg, the girls' prison uniforms could be stripped off at any time, and this design allowed them to fall off by simply unbuttoning the shoulder with one hand.

The girl knew the thugs were about to torture her again, and screamed in terror, "Spare me! I've told you everything! Don't hit me anymore!"

Dr.

J sneered, "You did tell, but you didn't do it well, did you? You made the brothers work so hard. Today, let the brothers vent their anger." With

that, he waved to the thugs, ordering them to hang her up, preparing for sawing.

On the very night the two policewomen confessed, Wenqing died tragically in her cell from postpartum hemorrhage, forever freed from her suffering, leaving Xiaohui to continue enduring the torment and agony of purgatory.

The thugs tied Xiaohui's hands behind her back, then dragged the naked girl to the rack, forced her to the ground, lifted her legs, and tied her ankles to the iron rings on either side of the rack. The girl was thus suspended upside down in a Y-shape.

Two thugs brought a two-meter-long straw rope, standing in front of and behind the girl. The rope was placed across her groin, and the thugs wrapped it around their palms several times, holding the ends, while the rope was pressed against the girl's lips.

The rough straw rope pressed against the girl's soft genitals, and Xiaohui's body began to writhe, partly due to the strange sensations from her genitals, and partly due to extreme fear.

The girl continued to cry out, "Spare me! Spare me! Please

don't spare me!

" Dr. J then commanded the thugs,

who began to slowly pull the straw rope back and forth like a saw.

"Ah—ah—"

Xiaohui screamed like a pig being slaughtered. The skin around the girl's abdomen couldn't even be described as delicate; its moistness, softness, smoothness, and fragility were comparable only to that of a newborn baby. How could it withstand the ravages of the sharp, knife-like straw rope? As the rope slowly sawed through, the skin was immediately torn apart. After just a few pulls, the middle of the rope was stained with bright red blood, shredded bits of hair, and rubbed-off fur. This torture inflicted not only immense physical pain on the female prisoner but also extreme humiliation, making her acutely aware of the fragility of being human, especially a woman.

Ninth Master leaned closer for a closer look. "Ah, there might still be some juice,"

he chuckled.

The thugs surrounding her burst into laughter.

Ah—ah—

the girl's heart-wrenching screams echoed endlessly.

Crimson blood flowed into the dark pubic hair, then slowly seeped out from the thick pubic hair, trickling down her lower abdomen. The girl struggled violently, but this only increased her pain. Gradually, she gave up the futile struggle, her body swaying rhythmically with the sawing of the rope. Hanging upside down, all the blood rushed to her head, her face flushed red, her head throbbing, and white foam began to appear at the corners of her mouth. Her beautiful hair fell down, the ends dragging on the ground, swaying like willow branches with the back-and-forth movement of her body, appearing to the thugs like a graceful rhythm.

Dr. J enthusiastically explained that this form of torture existed in the Roman Empire more than two thousand years ago. Back then, this sawing was used to execute criminals; experienced executioners could use a rope to saw a person in half from the waist or groin. Dr. J's explanation drew a chorus of clicked tongues. Of course,

Dr. J pointed to the two thugs; these two gentlemen were showing much more mercy today, they didn't intend to saw her in half, just inflict a few scratches. Because, Dr. J chuckled, there was something even more exciting to come. The thugs sawed intermittently, not wanting to make the girl faint from the pain quickly, but wanting to torment her as much as possible. Another fresh streak of blood appeared on the girl's fair but scarred naked body, slowly trickling down from the dark pubic hair, flowing over her abdomen, through her groin and neck, and gradually accumulating at her chin. After being pulled the rope a dozen times, the poor girl finally lost consciousness from this heinous torture. Although it was only a short ten minutes, it felt so long to the girl suffering in agony, and so short to the thugs who were completely absorbed in it. Not satisfied, they all blushed and demanded of Dr. J, "Doctor, show us something even more exciting!" " Good! Good! " "Dr. J is in a very good mood today. First, drag her away and wake her up, then I'll let you enjoy her dressed in mourning clothes again."

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