Secrets of the Special Forces School, Part 5.4

After being gang-raped and whipped by more than a dozen men, Han Xue was covered in bruises

, her genitals red and swollen, her legs unable to close.

Shackled and handcuffed behind her back, she staggered naked from the torture chamber to the interrogation room, guarded by two thugs wielding whips.

Han Xue sobbed, trying to ignore the pain. She often

fantasized about being tortured and interrogated.

But each time she began to suffer, she immediately regretted it; the pain always far exceeded her imagination.

This time was different. Before, she could scream and beg for mercy, but this time she had to pretend to be strong.

For the first two days of torture, Han Xue still had some confidence in herself.

"Hold on for two days, hold on for two days,

" Han Xue kept telling herself.

She thought about the third day when the torture would begin; she feared she would even want to die, and that would make her even more like a steadfast warrior.

According to the impromptu script, when Chen Tong was instructing Han Xue on the scene, he asked her to trip and fall on the way to the interrogation room.

At the last turn, Han Xue's legs buckled, and she indeed fell.

The two thugs escorting her immediately pounced on her.

"Get up now!" At the same time, a whip lashed mercilessly across Han Xue's back.

Han Xue was struggling to get up when, "Cut!" This time, it was Deputy Director Cui who stopped the scene.

He said to Han Xue, "You fell too slowly; it looks fake!" He then said to the two students playing the thugs, "You hit her too lightly. Later, you'll kick her—kick her groin and abdomen, understand?" The two thugs nodded, helped Han Xue up, and returned to the interrogation room.

Along the way, the two thugs whispered to Han Xue, "Teacher Han, we're sorry to have made you reshoot.

" Han Xue shook her head and whispered back, "It's okay, it's my fault for not acting well. You guys need to be more forceful later.

" Chen Tong called the two thugs aside and explained things to them again, replacing the whip with an electric baton.

Filming resumed, but before they even reached the last turn, one of the thugs kicked Han Xue in the back of the knee. Han Xue screamed and rolled to the ground.

The other thug stepped forward and stabbed her genitals with the electric baton.

A bright arc of electricity flashed in Han Xue's genitals, and she immediately convulsed.

The two thugs then kicked her lower abdomen and buttocks, but Han Xue didn't react at all. When the two thugs leaned over to look, Han Xue had already passed out.

They had no choice but to drag her back to the interrogation room.

When Han Xue woke up again, she was firmly strapped to a chair in the interrogation room. The bright lights shone directly on her face, and she couldn't tell how many people were in the room or where the cameras were. The room was filled with the strong smell of secondhand smoke.

Then another puff of smoke hit her in the face, making her cough. Finally, she saw that sitting across the table was Chen Tong, the head of the interrogation department.

"Miss Han, you say you're not a spy, but I think you are.

You were whipped all morning and gang-raped all afternoon, and you still insist you're innocent.

I don't think an ordinary girl could do that.

I know every spy undergoes special spy training.

Your stinking cunt has probably been fucked by countless men, but it's still very tight! It doesn't matter if you don't admit you're a spy, we've already devised a complete interrogation plan for you. No one can withstand our torture, especially women.

But as long as you can endure it, we'll believe you're innocent.

" Han Xue ignored Chen Tong's words, thinking that Chen Tong truly lived up to his title as the head of the interrogation department; he was quite adept at playing the ruthless character.

Seeing that Han Xue ignored him, Chen Tong exhaled a smoke ring, observing her expression while bringing the cigarette butt, glowing with a dark red light, close to Han Xue's nipple.

Han Xue shuddered from the intense heat pressed against her skin. Chen Tong laughed, "You are indeed very beautiful, and perhaps very strong, but... once you endure our torture, I'm afraid no one will be able to tell you're a girl anymore.

What's the use of keeping a secret then?" He pressed his fingers against Han Xue's firm breasts. Han Xue struggled, but couldn't move at all.

"You've lost your breasts, your youthful beauty, isn't that a pity?" Han Xue shuddered, still feigning grievance, and said, "I'll admit to anything you want, but I'm really not a spy!" Chen Tong smiled slightly and said, "Actually, I'd like to believe you're innocent, but before we resort to torture, I'm afraid nothing you say will be convincing.

" He then blew on his cigarette, changing its color from dark red to bright red, and then pressed the cigarette against Han Xue's breast, to a spot with red whip marks.

Han Xue cried out, desperately trying to shrink back.

But the two thugs behind her held her firmly against the back of the chair.

She had nowhere to hide. With a hissing, searing sound, a wisp of smoke rose from Han Xue's breast. The muscles in her arms, shoulders, and abdomen contracted intensely, making her collarbone even more defined and alluring.

Han Xue glared fiercely at Chen Tong, clenching her teeth to suppress her screams, putting on a defiant act.

Chen Tong raised his hand, the cigarette butt leaving a black scar on Han Xue's tender breast.

Han Xue gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently.

She knew that her appearance would arouse men's desires. Even with just a glance, she could feel the greedy looks of the men around her, all eager to unleash their brutality on her breasts.

She could also see Chen Tong suppressing his own desires, slowly taking a drag of his cigarette, blowing the smoke in his face, and then moving the cigarette butt towards her other breast.

Han Xue could only hold her breath, pressing her chest as flat as possible, as if that would lessen the damage.

She endured it desperately, time ticking by. Chen Tong finished his cigarette, leaving six dark scars on her chest.

Chen Tong stubbed out his cigarette, abruptly pushed aside the table in front of him, moved his chair, and sat down in front of Han Xue. He reached out and lifted her soft, full breasts, staring provocatively into her eyes, saying, "Let's test if your treasures are as strong as you are!" Han Xue looked up and met Chen Tong's gaze, whispering, "I really don't know anything, please spare me!" Chen Tong gave a fake laugh, suddenly grabbing Han Xue's right breast, saying, "How could you not know anything? I guarantee you'll know something.

" A thug beside him opened a small black cloth roll, neatly inserting many steel needles of varying thicknesses and lengths.

Chen Tong picked up a thin needle and slowly used its tip to poke at the nipple of Han Xue's right breast, saying, "Such tender breasts, the brothers haven't had enough fun with them yet, but to get you to tell the truth, we have to ruin them like this, what a pity!" With that, he flicked his wrist, and the gleaming steel needle pierced Han Xue's nipple.

Han Xue shuddered, struggling, but the needle only moved erratically inside her breast.

She endured the pain, no longer daring to struggle, though the tender flesh of her chest trembled involuntarily.

Chen Tong gripped her breast tightly with one hand and slowly pushed the needle down with the other. Everyone around stared at Han Xue's chest, but Chen Tong stared at Han Xue's face and asked, "How is it? Does it hurt? This is just the lightest form of torture for a woman. If you still don't talk, then enjoy it slowly!" Han Xue held her breath, clenched her teeth, and didn't say a word, only staring at Chen Tong with wide eyes.

Chen Tong inserted almost the entire steel needle, its metallic sheen gleaming only slightly against the bright red nipple under the powerful light.

Before she could even catch her breath, Chen Tong grabbed her left breast, kneading the pink nipple while saying, "Looks like you really don't want your breasts anymore." Under his kneading, Han Xue's nipple swelled and became even more sensitive. Chen Tong slowly inserted the other steel needle, trying to prolong Han Xue's pain as much as possible.

Han Xue maintained a resolute expression, but tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and the veins on her neck bulged.

The two thugs behind her stared greedily at Han Xue's breasts, their mouths practically watering.

With both needles fully inserted, Chen Tong used pliers to clamp the exposed metal of the needles and twisted them back and forth.

The needles were pulled out halfway, then slowly rotated and pushed back in.

Han Xue's body stiffened, her face growing paler, large beads of sweat and tears appearing on her beautiful face.

She tensed, her chest heaving, her two large breasts visibly trembling, yet she still defied Chen Tong's torment with a stubborn gaze.

This ordeal lasted a full half hour, until the script supervisor, Gao Ting, yelled "Cut!" Only then did Han Xue burst into tears.

At this moment, Chen Tong's smile returned. He patted Han Xue's head and said, "Not bad!" Han Xue sobbed as she replied, "I...I'm just afraid...if we have to reshoot, I can't hold on.

" Gao Ting said sincerely from the side, "No problem, you two performed very well. If this were broadcast publicly, it would win an Oscar!" The two thugs standing behind Han Xue were also very excited, bending down and gently touching the steel needles on Han Xue's nipples with their fingers, causing Han Xue to cry out in pain again.

The thugs quickly withdrew their hands and pleaded with Chen Tong, "Teacher Han's performance was so good, let us join in!" Chen Tong smiled mysteriously and said, "Then you'll have to ask Assistant Han's opinion!" The two thugs squatted on either side of Han Xue and earnestly asked, "Teacher Han, can we have a turn too?" Han Xue recognized them as Li Bing and Zhao Wu from the senior class of the Criminal Investigation Department. She glanced at Chen Tong and could only nod silently.

Li Bing and Zhao Wu cheered happily.

Chen Tong looked at the student soldiers around him; everyone looked eager to try.

He said, "This time, we'll definitely turn Assistant Han's breasts into giant hedgehogs through interrogation. I guarantee everyone will have a chance.

But your interrogation experience is still lacking. You all played with Assistant Zhang's breasts last time, but that was just for fun. This time is different; we're filming a documentary, and it has to look like real torture.

Tomorrow, I'll have Assistant Zhang Ying arrange a class. You need to ask more questions to truly improve your skills in interrogating female prisoners.

Tomorrow afternoon or evening, we'll intensify Assistant Han's punishment, and you'll have your chance to torture your teacher.

" The student thugs felt a little disappointed, but since they could play the next day and see Zhang Ying again, they were still very happy and started whispering among themselves.

Chen Tong waved his hand, and filming continued.

"Bring the finger clamps!" Chen Tong shouted.

Han Xue didn't expect to receive finger clamps, and her face showed surprise.

Someone loosened her hands from behind her back, and before she could struggle, they forcibly shoved the fingers of both her hands between the clamps in front of her. With Chen Tong's shout of "Clamp!", the thugs on both sides tightened the ropes, the clamps squeezing Han Xue's slender hands tightly.

Han Xue had never experienced such torture before. As the saying goes, the ten fingers are connected to the heart; she hadn't imagined that clamping her finger joints would be so painful. She secretly wished that her breasts were being clamped instead.

With each tightening of the clamps, Han Xue's fingers changed color, her chest rising and falling with the thugs' shouts and her own pitiful cries.

Not long after, Chen Tong indeed ordered more breast clamps to be added.

This time, the breast clamps weren't the two round logs she had imagined, but four one-foot-long square wooden bars, arranged in pairs, each with a serrated edge on one side.

Two thugs hung four small wooden bars across Han Xue's chest, the toothed sides of the bars facing her breasts, clamping them between them.

Two other thugs pulled on the thick ropes on either side of the clamps, and the two rows of wooden teeth immediately tightened around her full breasts.

Han Xue tried to struggle, but without waiting for orders, the thugs simultaneously pulled the ropes to both sides, causing the four wooden bars to converge, the teeth getting closer and closer.

The gap narrowed, the base of her breasts was flattened, and the upper part of her breasts was deformed by the pressure, becoming a bulging ball. The steel needles, which were almost completely hidden inside her breasts, were pushed out, revealing a centimeter's length.

Han Xue watched as the base of her breasts was flattened, almost suspecting that her breasts were being crushed from the root.

She desperately tried to shrink her chest, trying to escape the pain.

Unexpectedly, the thug pulling on the chest clamp loosened his grip slightly, while the thug pulling on the finger clamp tightened his grip again.

Han Xue focused her attention on her fingers and straightened her chest.

At this moment, the thugs who had been pulling on the breast clamps tightened them.

The veins on Han Xue's breasts were bulging, and their color had turned a frighteningly pale, with her nipples swollen and large.

Chen Tong then pinched her nipples with his fingers and asked softly, "You still won't admit you're a spy?" Han Xue was sweating profusely from the pain, forced to clench her teeth and groan softly.

She trembled all over, painfully tilting her head back and shaking it incessantly.

Chen Tong took a large pin from a small box and slowly inserted it horizontally into Han Xue's nipple.

The thugs on either side loosened the breast clamps, forcing her to focus her attention on her nipples.

Chen Tong thrust the pin in forcefully, the needle emerging from the other end of the erect nipple.

Seeing that Han Xue showed no sign of yielding, he took out another large pin and pierced her nipple again from a different angle. One after another, ten large pins were stuck into Han Xue's swollen left nipple, and with the large steel needle inserted into the nipple hole, the entire nipple looked like a steel jungle.

Seeing that Han Xue was about to faint from the pain, Chen Tong ordered the thugs to release the clamps on Han Xue's hands and lift her onto a slanted torture bed. Her hands were spread apart and tied to both sides of the bed.

Her legs were also spread as wide as possible and fixed in place.

Han Xue no longer had the strength to resist and was at their mercy like a helpless chick.

At this time, the thugs brought out a set of electric torture equipment.

Han Xue knew the severity of electric torture and struggled symbolically a few times, but it was obviously to no avail.

He Wei attached four sheet electrodes to her lower abdomen and the inside of her thighs.

The other four electrodes had iron alligator clips attached to their ends. He Wei firmly clamped two clips onto Han Xue's labia, intending to clamp the other one onto her right nipple.

However, Han Xue's left nipple was already covered in needles, making it impossible for the alligator clip to clamp onto it.

He Wei had to borrow a pair of pliers and forcefully bent and flattened the pins on Han Xue's nipple.

Finally, he managed to clamp the other iron clip onto Han Xue's left nipple.

Gao Ting connected the electrocution device to the power supply and reached for the switch.

Han Xue was preparing to take a deep breath and face this terrifying electrical monster.

Gao Ting had already turned on the switch, and the electrocution device immediately emitted a "buzzing" sound of electricity.

However, no one heard the sound of electricity; all sounds were drowned out by Han Xue's screams.

Han Xue's whole body tensed, her limbs straightened, and her waist and abdomen arched high. Her naked body was covered in sweat, which, under the incandescent light, looked as if it had been coated with ointment.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Gao Ting hurriedly turned off the switch, and upon closer inspection, realized the voltage was set to the highest level.

In previous tests, this voltage had only been occasionally used.

However, since the female prisoner had already withstood such a high voltage during interrogation, there was no reason to lower it further.

With a heavy heart, Gao Ting pressed the switch back down.

Han Xue, who had just fallen back to her original position, bounced up again under the stimulation of the current, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, her eyes bulging.

If her hands and feet hadn't been bound, she probably would have fallen to the ground.

This electric shock lasted a little longer than before.

During the third shock, Chen Tong ordered the thugs standing on either side to simultaneously clamp Han Xue's breasts.

Both thugs, however, lost their courage and couldn't bear to tighten the clamps any further.

Under Chen Tong's shouts, the fourth shock was administered, and Han Xue finally suffered the torment of two major tortures simultaneously.

"Will you confess or not?" Chen Tong shouted during a break in the electric shocks.

"No!!" Han Xue, tortured to the point of near death, roared in anger.

She was determined to subject her body to all trials.

The electrocution continued, and Han Xue was almost in a daze.

She only reacted strongly during the shocks.

Between shocks, she only gasped for breath, her expression blank.

Her nipples, labia, and other areas bound with wires were already charred by the current.

He Wei signaled Gao Ting to give one last shock.

Deputy Director Cui pressed the switch first, and Han Xue's body jolted up again.

Seconds ticked by, but Deputy Director Cui refused to let go.

Suddenly, a spark flashed on Han Xue's left nipple.

Her nipple had been ignited by the current.

Gao Ting quickly pushed Deputy Director Cui away, and He Wei covered Han Xue's breast with a wet towel, extinguishing the flame.

Han Xue fell heavily to the ground, motionless.

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