【Yu'er】(01-05) Author: Unknown

Author: Unknown
Word Count: 43436

(I) A Noble Female Slave

In 2139, human greed and desire plunged the world back into a slave society. Those
living in poverty were forced to sell their children to the slave market for food to survive
. Male slaves were bought by slave owners to do hard labor, while female slaves were bought to do housework. Some cruel
people would sometimes buy female slaves for commercial competitions, such as female slave wrestling and sadomasochistic contests.
The ultimate fate of these female slaves was to die in people's games; they had no personal rights and could be at the mercy of their
masters .

I was born into an aristocratic family. My father was initially in the foreign trade business. Our family was highly respected
locally , not because of our illustrious background, but because my father had won a sadomasochistic contest and was once
hailed as the King of Domination. That was many years ago. In recent years, sadomasochistic contests have been
the domain of countries like Europe and America. Since my father won the championship, no Asian had ever reached the finals. In
sadomasochistic competitions, countries in Europe and America often win with extremely bloody acts of torture; calling it torture is more like
slaughter.

From then on, my father only occasionally performed simple sadomasochistic acts for friends back home, using
only our own female slaves. My family was quite wealthy, keeping about twenty female slaves. They were all
young and beautiful, but most came from Europe. They were usually naked and shackled, working
and serving our family. At night, they would be locked in the basement, where the housekeeper and servants would check
their before they could rest. From a very young age, my father taught me how to train female slaves and
some sadomasochistic techniques, but he never allowed me to touch them. My mother always warned me
not to develop feelings for the female slaves, saying they were unclean and that if I treated them well, they would
kill me. Looking back now, those lies were truly naive. However, I was still very obedient,
always following my mother's orders.

Time passed slowly. I remember when I was 18, my family was having dinner together.
My father, who had just returned from a business trip, said to my mother at the table, "After finishing my business trip to the south, I heard that there
was a female slave trade fair there. I was drawn to it and went to take a look. It was really lively there;
sex slave companies from all over the world were there. Finally, I
stopped in front of the booth of the world's top sex slave company—Sny from the United States. There were many people gathered there, all looking at the beautiful female slaves on the stage. Each of the
naked female slaves had their information and price displayed in front of them, waiting for the public auction. I went over
and touched their skin, looked at their hands, feet, vaginas, and anuses. They were indeed top-notch. Alas!
We have too many female slaves at home, so I had no interest in buying any." After the auction, I thought it was over
and was about to leave when the company announced that they were selling a female slave who had previously been excluded from sale. I turned around and was stunned.
The female slave was Asian. Sny usually sells European and American
female intrigued me. I went back to investigate. Since the staff didn't allow
touching her, I only looked her up and down. She was about 1.7 meters tall,
with fair, translucent skin, like jade. Her fully developed breasts were slightly upturned, showcasing her
youthful vitality. Below her long, slender legs were a pair of boneless, delicate feet. According to the Sny staff,
she was 17 years old. Since becoming a slave girl last year, she had always walked barefoot. Normally, a year
of barefoot life would flatten a female slave's feet. But her feet, even after a year, still possessed beautiful
curves , making her walk incredibly graceful.
Even more remarkable was the alluring fragrance of her body sweat, especially from her breasts and feet. The people from Sny Company had the girl
walk around the crowd, and when she reached me, I definitely smelled a delicate fragrance. I took another
closer look at her feet as she walked... Lu Lai was indeed beautiful. Her ten slender toes, like tender scallions, were tightly
pressed together, and her feet drew graceful curves as they touched and left the ground. Everyone present
was mesmerized. I looked up and glanced at her face. Her long, beautiful hair cascaded down to her hips, and her delicate face
had a pair of captivating eyes. Those eyes seemed to tell a tragic story, so pitiful.
They made me want to have her.

My mother quickly pressed, "Did you buy her? Now that you mention it, I really want to see this slave girl. If it's as
you say, it must be very expensive."

"Expensive, of course. Leaving aside this female slave, even the Sny company never sells anything
cheap . These Americans really
know how to make money. When they announced the starting price, half the crowd was disappointed. The final competition was limited to me and two wealthy British businessmen. One was in
the oil business, the other in the jewelry business—both were incredibly rich. But I didn't give them a chance; my
second bid made them sigh in despair," my father replied with some pride.

My mother asked eagerly, "You bought it? Where is it?"

"Don't worry, I've already paid the deposit. They brought the female slave to me, and she obediently
called me 'Master.' The staff twisted her hands behind her back and
handcuffed , and then put platinum leg irons on her ankles. Since it was inconvenient to carry her around, I
reached an agreement with the Sny company to have them bring the necessary paperwork to our house in a few days." After hearing my father's
words, I, sitting beside him, was also eager to see the female slave.

A few days later, they sent the female slave to our house. I remember that day clearly; my father
brought the living room. My mother, the steward, and the servants surrounded her, all commenting
on her. My mother and father walked over to her, carefully examining her. My mother repeatedly praised my father for his
good taste, saying she was a worthwhile investment. My father was very pleased with her praise. Standing to the side, I looked at the female slave's face. After
a year of slavery, she still seemed somewhat shy. She didn't flinch, but stood there motionless, letting
everyone admire her beautiful body. My mother called me over and asked me to name the female slave. Because our family's...
Slaves all have names, which were usually chosen arbitrarily by my father and mother. Today, however, my mother asked me to name one. I
looked the female slave up and down and said to my mother, "Her skin is very beautiful, like white jade. Let's call her Yu'er!"

My father and mother readily agreed with the name I had chosen. I looked at Yu'er; she clearly
liked .

She said to me, "Thank you, Master, for giving me a name." After saying that, my father took Yu'er away.
My mother warned me not to forget her words. Of course, I didn't forget. Although Yu'er was beautiful, she was still just a
female slave. According to my mother, she wasn't worthy of my love.

When I saw Yu'er again, it was two days later. My father
took . In this world, taking a female slave with you when you go out is a symbol of status.
At dinner, Yu'er stood beside my parents, serving them. She wasn't wearing handcuffs, only her bare
feet were restrained by a metal shackle. I noticed that Yu'er's body was covered in marks from being tied with rope. I figured
my father must have bound her. I only
discovered . I asked my mother, but she wouldn't tell me.

Then one day, my father called me into a room. It was a very special room I'd
never been to before. It was on the fourth floor of our house, a place my parents never allowed me to go. Entering the room, I
saw Yu'er standing inside. My father called me to his side and said, "Today I'm going to teach you how to bind a female slave.
It's an art of rope. You must learn well." He then brought out several ropes. He ordered Yu'er
to put her hands behind her back. My father crossed Yu'er's hands behind her back and
tied 's bound hands were raised high as well. Her heels also rose. My father
wrapped the ropes around Yu'er's arms and breasts, finally tying a knot at her hands again. My father said to me, "Look, this
finishes binding the female slave's upper body. Next, her lower body." First, he wrapped a rope around Yu'er's abdomen
, then tied a knot below her navel and pulled it down. He had Yu'er spread her legs, then he wedged
the rope between her labia, pulling the remaining rope behind her back to connect with her hands. After that, he
took three more ropes and tied Yu'er's thighs, calves, and ankles into a figure-eight shape. Yu'er's
entire body was now tightly bound by my father, the ropes digging deep into her fair skin
. Watching her bound in sections, I felt Yu'er looked beautiful. My father untied
the ropes and let me try. At first, I needed my father to teach me, because I had never bound
a female slave before and didn't know how to use the right strength. After I tied her, the ropes on Yu'er's body looked loose and didn't look as good as
my father's .

In the following days, my father would call me to that room every night to tie up Yu'er. Over time,
I not only learned to tie Yu'er very tightly, but I also became very quick, binding her immobile in just a few strokes
. One time, my father didn't come and let me practice on my own. After tying Yu'er up as he had taught me
, I felt that practicing the same thing all the time lacked creativity. So I went back to my room, got a fishing line, and ran
back to tie Yu'er's two big toes together. I tied it very tightly, the white fishing line blending seamlessly with Yu'er's snow-
white big toes. I then lifted a table and placed it under Yu'er's feet.
I tied Yu'er's long hair with a rope, connecting it to a retractable iron chain on the ceiling, and pulled it upwards, so that Yu'er
could only touch the table with the balls of her feet. I brought a chair, sat down at the table, and carefully admired Yu'er's
pair of delicate feet. For some reason, looking at Yu'er's pitiful, helpless little feet in front of me, I felt very
excited, and my lower body involuntarily became erect. Yu'er looked to be in great pain; suspended in the air, she could only stand
motionless , upright on the table. After a while, she seemed unable to hold on any longer. Her bound feet
trembled, and she appeared unsteady. I leaned over and smelled her delicate feet. Ah! How fragrant!
Yu'er's body odor must be truly wonderful. I couldn't suppress my urge and licked her ten toes, which were pressed
together . I almost felt like eating them. Yu'er's two big toes, which had been
rosy, had turned somewhat purple. I thought it was probably because the fishing line was tied too tightly, causing congestion in her toes.

I said to Yu'er, "Yu'er, would you like to be my slave?"

"Yes, I'm willing to do anything for my master, even die. Yu'er is willing to serve my master forever."

I was satisfied with Yu'er's answer and said, "Hmm, what a good slave. Yu'er, your
feet are beautiful. I'll put some effort into them another day. Would you like me to play with your feet?"

"What my master wants to do, Yu'er has no choice. Everything about Yu'er belongs to you; you can play with and abuse her
as ." It seems Yu'er really is a good slave. —The next day, I heard from my father that
because I tied Yu'er's toes with fishing line, Yu'er was in so much pain all day that she couldn't walk properly; her two big toes
were always curled up, and she didn't dare touch the ground. My father praised me for being so clever and asked how I came up with this idea
. I honestly told my father that I really liked female slaves' feet, especially Yu'er's beautiful feet. My father said
I was his son, just like him, and that he also liked women's feet. After that, my father continued to teach me bondage every day. I
learned many new bondage techniques from him, such as the diamond-shaped bondage used in daily practice, and full-body bondage. There was also the uniquely Chinese
five-flower . I learned very quickly, and my father often praised me as a sadomasochistic genius.

In the morning, my father took Yu'er out, leaving me alone at home. I was in my study reading sadomasochistic books, learning
about the techniques and theories of some of the leading sadomasochistic countries in Europe and America. I saw that some sadomasochistic competitions in Europe and America
used extremely cruel methods of torture. After the competitions ended, very few female slaves survived. I thought they
would do anything for money. Just then, the phone rang. It was my friend. He invited
me to his house. To be honest, I have a few close friends. The person who called was named Wang Lei. He was very wealthy and,
like me, enjoyed sadomasochism. So we often exchanged experiences.

I arrived at his house by car, and as soon as I got out, Wang Lei pulled me into the house. There was another person in the house,
whom he introduced to me. That person was named Chen Feng, a student who had studied sadomasochistic techniques in Germany. He had invited me over
today to discuss them. (Ha! Wang Lei is a pretty honest guy, but he has one bad point.)
He's prone to daydreaming. He's idolized my father since he was little, fantasizing about winning a world sadomasochistic competition—it's pure
fantasy . The three of us sat in the living room. Chen Feng said, "The sadomasochistic techniques in Europe and America are developing
so fast! Their female slaves are trained to endure immense pain without any problems, ultimately sacrificing their lives for their masters.
Do you think they wouldn't win a championship?" I said, "Wouldn't that be too cruel? I couldn't bring myself to do that!"

Wang Lei said, "What are you afraid of? It doesn't hurt you. We bought these female slaves with our money. If they can
win a championship for us, that honor is more precious than anything else." "That's true," Chen Feng agreed with Wang Lei. "Medical technology in Europe and America is very advanced now.

Some female slaves have their breasts cut off. But
after treatment, they're not only completely unharmed, but there aren't even any scars. I really doubt if the performances are real."
Wang Lei started nagging me: "You, you're just too weak. You're really not like your
father, my idol! By the way, I recently bought a female slave. I'll show you how I
torture her later. I'm preparing for the sadomasochistic competition in three years!"

After we finished talking, Wang Lei called Chen Feng and me to his private torture chamber. It was a very large room,
much bigger than my training room. Inside were all sorts of SM tools, some I'd seen in books,
some I hadn't. Wang Lei had a servant bring the female slave over. A moment later, a petite
girl .

She looked very young, about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was completely naked, her hands bound behind her back with thick hemp
rope . Heavy shackles were locked on her thin ankles, and her bare feet dragged
the shackles along the ground as she walked. Wang Lei told us her name was Xiao Mei, a girl from the Dai ethnic group in Yunnan. She was 16 years old and weighed
only 80 pounds. He was going to perform a show he had just directed. Chen Feng and I stood aside. Wang Lei
used an iron hook that slid down from the ceiling to hook Xiao Mei's hands, which were tied behind her back. He pulled the pulley upwards,
lifting Xiao Mei's entire body about a meter off the ground. Because Xiao Mei's hands were tied behind her back, her upper arms
and collarbone were in great pain. Wang Lei then locked an iron bucket to the chains of Xiao Mei's shackles. Afterwards, he ran to a corner of
the room grabbed a water pipe, and poured water into the bucket. Once the bucket was full, Xiao Mei's
arms had been pulled to their limit, almost breaking. She appeared to be in great pain, tears mixed with sweat
streaming down her face. "It hurts! It hurts! I can't take it anymore! Master, let me go!" Wang Lei seemed very angry and
said , "You little bitch, don't embarrass me, or I'll torture you to death if you scream again." Wang Lei then invited Chen Feng and me to come over and
whip Xiao Mei.

I didn't go over. Chen Feng and Wang Lei each took a leather whip and lashed Xiao Mei, who was hanging in the air. Xiao Mei
screamed desperately, "Ouch! My arm is going to break! Help me!" After whipping her for half an hour, they
stopped .

Wang Lei said, "Let's go, let's go out and rest for a while." I said, "Then let's put her down." "Put her
down ? No way. Let her hang like this all night." Xiao Mei was his female slave, and I had no right to interfere,
but I felt sorry for her.

Chen Feng, Wang Lei, and I went to the living room. Wang Lei said I was a coward, that I had disgraced my father. I quickly
defended myself , "How am I a coward? Explain yourself clearly. Don't insult me."

Wang Lei said, "You're too kind to your female slave. How can you achieve anything great in the future? You really disappoint me."

Chen Feng said, "A female slave is just a toy; life and death don't matter. Wang Lei is right, you're too weak."

"I'm not a coward. I will definitely win the sadomasochistic competition in the future." I don't even know why I got so
excited and bragged like that.

"Keep bragging. If you're so capable, give me a show next week and make Chen Feng and me submit to you."

"Fine, I'll show you! Who's afraid of who! Come to my house next week. I'll definitely show you what I'm capable of."

After saying that, I got up and left.

I said it, but when it comes to sadomasochism, I really don't know anything fancy. My father never
really taught me, and I don't know how to handle this. Sigh! I don't have the ability, so why pretend?

That night, I went to my training room. Looking at Yu'er standing in the middle of the room, I really didn't feel like
practicing anymore. "Little Master, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

"Yes, I'm in a bad mood today."

Yu'er asked understandingly, "Why? Did Yu'er do something wrong?"

"No, it's not your fault."

"Then Little Master, you can tell Yu'er what happened and see if Yu'er can help you!"

Sigh! Anyway, I have no one else to confide in, so telling Yu'er won't hurt. I told Yu'er what
happened . When Yu'er found out, she said to me, "Little master, Yu'er isn't afraid of pain. Let
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compete with them and prove them wrong." "But I can't do as many tricks as they do, I only know simple bondage. They'll laugh their heads off
."

"It's alright, little master, you can do whatever you like. Yu'er can
endure , little master will definitely succeed."

Just then, my father came in and said to Yu'er, "From today onwards, you are my son's personal
sex slave." My father walked to my side and said, "Child, as long as you practice diligently, you will definitely
achieve great things in the future." Hearing my father's words, I felt I could do everything well. I could
let the whole world know I wasn't a coward.

From that time on, I became a different person. I became cold and ruthless, often lifting Yu'er up and
whipping her . I was determined to make everyone see me differently. I wanted to tell everyone that I had no feelings or compassion for slaves.

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Lei and Chen Feng indeed arrived. As soon as they entered the room, they saw Yu'er standing
beside , serving me. Wang Lei hurriedly asked, "Wow, who is this! She's so beautiful. Where did you buy this slave girl?" Chen Feng
had been standing there dumbfounded.

I told them about Yu'er's background and that she would be the prop I used in my performance.

Before the performance even started, they were already very excited; they must be eager to see Yu'er being tortured.
Looking at them, I knew I had already won half the battle. But I didn't win because of Yu'er's looks; I
conquered everyone with my strength.

I led Wang Lei and Chen Feng to my newly renovated basement, a basement specifically for training female slaves.

It had everything I needed, including some torture instruments I had made myself. After we entered the room, Yu'er was already...
She was waiting in the room early. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, and she stood naked in the middle of the room.
Seeing us approach, she said, "Greetings, masters. Yu'er is in excellent health today and can be
enjoyed by you all."

These words weren't taught to me, but they made Wang Lei and Chen Feng ecstatic. They probably
had never ! I asked Wang Lei and the others to watch from the side while I went to Yu'er's side.

I unlocked her handcuffs and then used rope to tightly bind Yu'er's hands and upper body, not even sparing
her nipples. Then I
connected Yu'er's velvety hair to a pulley that slid down from the ceiling, and the pulley pulled Yu'er's body upwards. Yu'er slowly straightened up until she supported herself on her
toes .

The pulley stopped. I found a barbed leather whip and lashed it across Yu'er's chest. Each lash
left a welt, still glistening with blood. Unlike the other female slaves who screamed wildly, Yu'er
simply closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, enduring the pain.

After about 20 minutes, I was drenched in sweat, and Yu'er's chest was covered in welts. I
stopped , put down the whip, and went to the side, picking up a wooden board from a nearby table. Then I went to Yu'er's
left side and slapped her left breast. Once, twice. The breast, which had been pierced, now
oozed many beads of blood under the slapping of the board, dripping down. Because Yu'er's breasts were
bound with rope, blood circulation was very difficult. After only a few slaps, it had turned purple and black. I moved to
the other side and continued slapping her right breast. Yu'er seemed to be struggling to withstand it; after all, her hair was bound with rope, and
she had been supporting herself on her toes for over half an hour. With my whipping, her face was covered in sweat.
I crouched down and looked at Yu'er's bare feet. Her ten toes were tightly pressed together, her big toe slightly upturned,
the rest curled up, gripping the ground. Looking closely, her feet seemed to be trembling incessantly; I knew she
was afraid of losing her balance, and the consequences were unimaginable.

I called Wang Lei and Chen Feng to my side and told them to smell Yu'er's feet. They had already been itching to get
a better look; in fact, they had been moving closer to Yu'er earlier, trying to see her clearly. Now, they were like
people who hadn't eaten in a long time, eager for a meal. They rushed over and carefully examined every part of Yu'er's body.

Wang Lei said, "This female slave is amazing! Sell her to me! How much? Name your price." I told him that Yu'er
was not for sale.

Chen Feng suddenly said, "How can she smell so good?" I then told them about Yu'er's unique qualities. At first,
they didn't believe me, but later, when they got close to Yu'er's neck and breasts, they were convinced.

I untied the rope from Yu'er's head, and she immediately collapsed to the ground; I knew she was exhausted.
Today 's training was much harsher than usual. But I still felt unsatisfied, so I
chained Yu'er's neck with an iron chain. Then I pulled Yu'er up. I ordered her to stand still, and Yu'er,
as standing ramrod straight. I didn't untie the rope around Yu'er's upper body; instead, I added a pair of shackles to her feet.
I led Yu'er to a corner of the room. Wang Lei and Chen Feng followed closely behind.

When we reached a pulley, I stopped, connected the iron chain around Yu'er's neck to the pulley,
and then pulled it upwards. I only stopped when Yu'er's feet were off the ground. Yu'er immediately trembled,
her face turning red from the strain. I quickly placed a skateboard under Yu'er's feet. This wasn't an ordinary skateboard; it was
covered with countless tiny steel needles. As soon as Yu'er's feet touched the skateboard, the needles pierced them.
Maintaining her balance while enduring the pain of the needles was truly difficult for Yu'er. Yu'er's legs
had been trembling since earlier . Wang Lei and Chen Feng walked to her feet and smelled the sweet scent of her sweat. These two scoundrels
weren't about to stop; they lit candles while smelling her feet and
began They dripped it meticulously,
not stopping until her feet were completely covered. Then Wang Lei found two rattan canes. One of them squatted down and whipped Yu'er's poor feet, while
the other whipped her breasts and vagina. I used a large wooden board to whip her buttocks and back.
Yu'er was now covered in wounds. Her neck was torn by the chains, and new wounds covered the old ones on her chest. Her

buttocks, thighs, and vagina were covered in bruises. Her bare feet, still standing on the steel needle board, were enduring
Wang Lei 's assault; the insteps were swollen from his beatings, and her toes were still pressed together. She lay motionless as Wang Lei whipped her with
a rattan cane , and blood could be faintly seen seeping from between her toes.

After more than three hours of torture, Yu'er was nearly unconscious. Wang Lei, Chen Feng, and I carried
Yu'er into the bathroom. After washing her, Chen Feng applied a topical wound medicine he had brought back from Germany to her.

He told me that the medicine was very effective, guaranteeing that all external injuries would heal completely within three days, leaving no trace
.

This medicine was very useful to me; I wanted to indulge in stimulating torture, but I didn't want Yu'er to suffer permanent damage,
so I bought some topical wound medicine from Chen Feng. We carried Yu'er to the table in the living room, and I handcuffed her hands
in front of her; the shackles on her feet were still in place. The three of us sat around Yu'er, chatting and
admiring her flawless body. Wang Lei and the others were very impressed with my performance that day, feeling that none of them were as
talented as me. I told Wang Lei that one day I would make the whole world admire me. We talked until very late that day
, and eventually, we all fell asleep on the table. A faint fragrance filled the air.

Just as Chen Feng had said, Yu'er had fully recovered in less than three days.
There wasn't a single scratch on her body, not even a trace of the steel needle piercing her soles. Yu'er still served me every day, and I still taught her
every day . But recently, Wang Lei and the others had been coming to see me frequently. I knew they weren't coming to see me; they were
coming to play with Yu'er. Sometimes they wouldn't even let me into the basement; they would take Yu'er in alone. All I
knew was that Yu'er always came out covered in scratches. Not long after, my father wrote from Italy, telling me to come and help him
for a while. It would probably take about two months. Before I left, Wang Lei and Chen Feng insisted that I borrow Yu'er
for two months . They said they would take good care of her for me. Since I was going on a long trip, it wouldn't be convenient to take Yu'er with me, so
I agreed. Later, when I returned, I heard from Wang Lei what had happened during those two months.

(II) The Performance Leading to Hell

Two days after I left, Wang Lei and Chen Feng came to my house and explained their origins to my mother. My mother, naturally,
didn't concern herself with our affairs and simply handed Yu'er over to Wang Lei. Wang Lei tightly
bound Yu'er's upper body and then put a pair of thick, short shackles on her feet. Yu'er walked clumsily.

The day after arriving at Wang Lei's house, Yu'er was taken by Wang Lei and Chen Feng to an island far from the mainland.

Every year in July and August, a life-or-death escape competition for female slaves was held there, with a considerable prize.
Many female slaves participated, and Yu'er passed the interview without much effort—in fact, it was the organizers' scheme
that succeeded.

Finally, the day of the competition arrived, held in an arena in the center of the island. All the female slaves
stood barefoot in the center of the arena, their hands bound behind their backs.

After the commentator introduced the 107 beautiful female slaves, the island's owner explained the competition rules:
"Each female slave must demonstrate her abilities to the best of her ability after entering the arena; only those with strong willpower will survive.
If a foul is committed during the competition, the referee will impose a penalty. Only female slaves who strictly adhere to the rules will have
a chance to survive. Ownership of female slaves who die during the competition will belong to the island; they will generally be executed and made into
specimens .

Rules explained, the competition officially begins now."

This announcement caused a stir among the hundreds of thousands of spectators from around the world. According to the competition rules, female slaves
were not allowed to wait in the arena; only after the previous female slave entered could the next one enter
outside to prepare. Therefore, Wang Lei only knew about the competition of the female slaves before Yu'er. Female slave number 73, An... Anna
entered the arena , and slave number 74, Yu'er, prepared.

Wang Lei saw a very slender and beautiful slave being led to the entrance of the competition arena. She was tall
with long, golden hair. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, and the commentator announced to everyone. Her name was Anna,
from France, and she was 21 years old. After the commentary finished, the staff made final preparations for Anna,
putting on a pair of thick, long shackles and then cuffing her hands in front. According to her master's draw
, Anna would complete the escape mission for Group C. The competition door opened, Anna was pushed inside, and the door was
immediately closed. Then, some pythons crawled out from some small holes nearby. According to the competition rules, Anna had to
... They would hold out for 40 minutes before the next door opened. In less than a minute, the pythons that had crawled out of the cave
had almost covered the ground. Several were already heading towards Anna, whose bare feet, bound by heavy shackles,
cautiously moved backward. At this moment, the referee ordered Anna, the slave girl, not to retreat. She had to go over and
fight them before she could escape. Anna did as the referee instructed.

The pythons immediately surrounded Anna, and Anna stretched out her right foot to test the snakes.
Suddenly coiled around Anna's right foot, and the others quickly wrapped around her body as well. Anna was
put to the ground, and her handcuffed hands struggled desperately against the pythons' bodies. She tried to escape, but
she was no match for the several pythons, not to mention the shackles binding her. Forty minutes passed, and according to
the rules, although Anna had fought the pythons, she had not truly escaped. Therefore, the referee
punished Anna by handcuffing her hands behind her back.

The staff pulled Anna out, who was struggling to breathe from the pythons, handcuffed her hands behind her back,
and then pushed her through the next door. The floor inside this door was planted with many flowers and grasses, and it was very beautiful. Anna
gently stepped on it with her left foot, feeling comfortable and soft. She thought she could easily pass this obstacle, but she didn't know that beneath her bare feet grew a mysterious carnivorous flower from South America. After
taking a few steps...
She felt an intense, abnormal pain in her feet. She didn't know what was happening. Actually, her feet were covered in
tiny, poisonous thorns unique to that flower. After being pricked, her feet would first feel excruciating pain, followed by numbness and pain.

Eventually, she would collapse into the flower, dying from the agony of being covered in thorns, the flower draining her protein.
Anna walked forward with difficulty, step by step. Her feet slowly stiffened, and halfway there, she knelt down.
She probably realized then that if she stayed any longer, she would die soon. So she decided
to walk forward on her knees, step by step. After walking several dozen meters, her calves and feet were chafed raw, blood staining the petals.

But in the end, she persevered and crossed this deathly path. The area was filled with traps.

The staff ushered her into the next room. She tried to stand up. Although her legs ached a little, she
could still walk. This level was full of traps—the ceiling, the walls, the floor. Deadly traps were everywhere . Anna took a few steps forward and found the floor ahead was a mesh, with flames burning underneath. Looking at the red-hot floor, Anna decided to jump over on the floor. Before she could jump forward again, several rows of steel needles suddenly shot out from the floor she was standing on, nearly causing to lose her balance and fall onto the scorching floor. Perhaps Anna hadn't seen that scene clearly. The large television screen in the arena was playing … After the slow-motion replay, Anna braced herself on the balls of her feet, preparing to jump. Suddenly, a six- or seven-centimeter-long steel needle pierced the soles of her feet from beneath the floor. Blood splattered instantly , and the audience cheered for this bloody climax. Ignoring the excruciating pain in her feet, Anna jumped over another scorching hot iron plate. But when she landed, she only touched the ground with the balls , not the soles. Blood continued to drip, and Anna tiptoed forward . Suddenly, several chains popped out from the walls, securing Anna firmly in the middle of the path. Anna tried to pull her feet free to escape, but her feet seemed to be stuck by something. She couldn't pull it out no matter what she did. At that moment, all shone on Anna's body and feet. Anna's feet were stuck in the machine's gears, and her whole body was tightly bound by chains . Just then, Anna screamed, because a thick, spiked iron and pierced Anna's vagina. It slowly moved upwards, and when it reached the designated position, it began to rotate clockwise. Anna's vagina was immediately lacerated by the spikes, and blood flowed freely. Anna's feet also met their fate; the gears that had trapped her feet were actually a mechanism. Two electrically charged steel needles were deeply embedded in the soles of Anna's feet. Her ten tender toes were squeezed back and forth by the spiked gears. Blood flowed down her feet...

The outline spread outwards. Just as Anna was enduring this agony, two iron hooks
shot out hooking onto her left and right breasts respectively. The hooks were connected by chains, pulling Anna's
breasts apart.

Anna was suffering excruciating pain. Ten minutes later, the iron bars below Anna
retracted , and her feet were pulled up by the mechanism. The chains on both sides of the walls were all retracted. Only the two
chains with iron hooks remained, pulling Anna, who was now kneeling on the ground. Anna was bleeding profusely. Her vagina was bleeding
the most, sometimes with blood mixed with urine gushing out like a small volcano. Her
feet, which had endured so much suffering, were no longer moving, stretched straight, telling the story of the pain they had endured. Her ten slender
toes could no longer bend; it was certain that the barbed gears had crushed them all. Two
iron hooks were deeply embedded in Anna's breasts, but they would soon rip them off, as the breasts could
not withstand the weight of her body. The referee walked to Anna and asked if she still wished to continue. Anna shook
her head.

The referee waved for staff, who pulled the iron hooks from Anna's breasts, and Anna
collapsed completely into a pool of blood. They removed Anna's shackles and replaced them with ropes,
binding her hands behind her back and her feet together. Then, a huge crane next to the arena hoisted
Anna upside down and lowered her to the island lord on the VIP platform.

The island lord looked at the dying Anna and said to her, "Slave girl, your life now belongs to me. As
punishment, you will be hanged and made into a mummified corpse." After saying this, Anna was hoisted upside down and circled the arena
once . Then she was lowered to the ground below the gallows, where she was fitted with short shackles that restricted her movement.

The judge ordered Anna to walk onto the gallows. Supported by two attendants, Anna slowly ascended the
steps.

Each step was strewn with pebbles, each one piercing Anna's feet
. The pebbles then splashed up, staining the surrounding stones with blood. Two
attendants behind her stabbed Anna's buttocks with sharpened bamboo sticks, trying to slow her progress. Finally, she reached the gallows
. The attendants ordered Anna to stand on a plank, then
inserted a sharpened cone made of rough wood into her vagina. They untied Anna's ropes and shackles, replacing them with new ones. They
tightly bound Anna's breasts, hands, thighs, calves, and ankles. Then, they used the rope lowered from the gallows
to securely fasten Anna's neck. After the attendants attached two large iron balls to Anna's big
toes , everything was ready.

The judge approached with a steel whip and lashed Anna's naked body with force.
All were focused on Anna, and the audience could clearly see each lash landing on Anna's most sensitive areas.
Finally, the referee pulled the trigger, and Anna quickly fell. Due to the force of the two iron balls, Anna was pulled
taut , her body swinging back and forth in mid-air. After a few minutes, her body came to a stop in mid-air.
After confirming that Anna was dead, she was lowered down and thrown into a pool of water next to the gallows. This pool
was filled with a drug that could shrink a person's body in a very short time, turning them into a mummified corpse. This mysterious potion from
an ancient tribe could shrink a person's head to the size of a fist, and strangely enough, the person's appearance
would not change after shrinking. It is said that current science can only know its composition, but not its
mechanism.

After a while, the staff used a fishing net to retrieve Anna's mummified corpse. Anna was now only about 60
centimeters , like a Barbie doll. They dried Anna's body off the drug and hung her corpse on
an iron hook. A crane lifted Anna's mummified corpse and circled the arena before stopping in front of the island lord. The lord examined
the valuable souvenir, finding it of decent quality, and ordered his entourage to remove it and store it away.
The spectators who had seen Anna's corpse eagerly waved to the lord, expressing their willingness to buy it. In fact,
besides the opportunity to purchase shrunken, mummified corpses of female slaves from the lord afterward
—this was the lord's main source of income. After the competition, the lord would publicly auction off the corpses;
one only needed to note the number of the female slave they desired. —The lord announced that the competition would continue; it was Yu'er's turn.
Slave number 74, Yu'er, entered the arena, while slave number 75, Maria, prepared.

Wang Lei and Chen Feng led Yu'er into the arena. When all the cameras focused on Yu'er,
the audience erupted in applause. As the camera slowly moved upward from Yu'er's feet,
the commentator introduced her: her name was Yu'er, she was from Asia, and she was 18 years old. After the commentary, the audience erupted in applause
once again , for they had never seen such a beautiful Asian girl. The thought of her
soon being taken by the competition and turned into a beautifully preserved mummy filled them with excitement.

The referee approached Yu'er, scrutinizing her closely. Then he went to the island owner, whispered
something to him, and the owner addressed the audience, "This female
slave , so I will reward her with a special set of torture instruments." The referee, accompanied by several staff members
, approached Yu'er.

They immediately handcuffed her hands behind her back. As soon as they did, Yu'er cried out
. The inner rings of the handcuffs were filled with iron spikes. The spikes weren't deeply embedded, just making superficial incisions.

Next, similar shackles were placed on her feet. Her waist and neck were also fitted with similar
instruments. Finally, a long iron chain connected her neck, hands, waist, and feet together. Wang Lei
felt this was unfair and confronted the referee. The referee said, "This is the island lord's reward. If you don't like it, then you
forfeit .

You can leave, but your female slave must stay." Wang Lei couldn't keep Yu'er, so he didn't
say anything more. According to Chen Feng's draw, Yu'er was to complete the escape mission for Group F.

The door opened, and Yu'er, wearing these special shackles, walked into the door that would determine her fate. The door
closed, and there was nothing inside. Yu'er dragged her shackles and carefully walked forward. At this moment, a
machine , and Yu'er instinctively took two steps back. The referee told Yu'er to go over and stand on the machine. Yu'er
went over and carefully looked at the thing. The machine was more than 2 meters tall, open at the front and back, and had...
The iron plate was complex, with many exposed parts.

Yu'er stepped onto it, and the referee instructed her to place her feet in the correct positions.
Looking down, Yu'er noticed the markings on the plate indicating the correct foot placement. She positioned her
feet about 10 centimeters apart. Then, several iron rings extended from the plate,
locking her feet and big toes to it. An iron pipe then extended between her feet and inserted into her vagina.
A gasp followed: "Ah!" No one knew what had happened. Only Yu'er knew that
an iron phallus had shot out from the pipe and deeply penetrated her vagina. The phallus then opened and remained lodged inside
. Looking at Yu'er's upper body, two steel plates with needles appeared on her chest and back. They then
converged, and finally, the needles pierced her breasts and back. The steel plate didn't stop there; it
continued to squeeze Yu'er's breasts, making it difficult for her to even breathe. Her breasts immediately became engorged with blood, and
drops of blood were squeezed out, falling onto the floor beneath her feet. At the same time, the iron tube in her vagina began to send electric current into
Yu'er 's body. The unprecedented pain caused Yu'er to struggle desperately on the machine, her
toes, which had never been spread open before, were also electrocuted and forced open. Her fixed big toe and the top of her foot were also
bleeding . It turned out that the designer of this machine knew that the tortured person would desperately try to pull their feet out due to pain. Therefore, the designer used
thin, sharp iron plates to fix her feet. Yu'er's big toe and the top of her foot were gripped tightly by the iron plates, and with her struggles,
they quickly bled. Yu'er remained on this insane machine for a full hour.

When the machine stopped and Yu'er was released, she collapsed, covered in blood,
still . When the judge asked Yu'er if she wanted to continue, she didn't shake her head. She struggled to her feet
and staggered towards the next door. Yu'er entered the room through a long passageway.
A pulley stretched out into the distance. The workers connected Yu'er's handcuffs to the pulley,
suspending with her hands behind her back. They then connected her shackles to a 50-pound iron ball;
the weight intensified the pain in her arms, making them feel as if they were broken. The pulley began
to move forward, flames rising from the ground. Because Yu'er's feet were suspended by the iron ball, they couldn't escape the flames. Her

feet darted through layers of flames, becoming shiny and oily from the heat. Due to the height, the flames only
caused pain, not harm. The room was very hot, causing Yu'er to sweat profusely.
A fragrant scent filled the air. Flames occasionally shot from the walls, scorching her body
. The ceiling, made of wax,
dripped down in a spectacular rain of wax. The urine dripped onto Yu'er, leaving countless red
spots .

Yu'er's entire body turned red in the intense heat, her breathing rapid and labored. Despite
the iron phallus left in her vagina from the previous round, urine still gushed out, mixed with blood. Finally,
Yu'er was placed at the entrance to the next round. Staff cooled her down with cold water; she lay on the ground,
still steaming, blood still flowing from her breasts and vagina.

The referee didn't ask if Yu'er wanted to continue, but dragged her into the next round, a truly
horrific scene. The floor was littered with human organs and entrails, and blood stained the entire room. Slowly catching her breath
, Yu'er rolled over and slowly stood up. She felt weak and
aching , as if salt had been rubbed into her wounds, especially in her breasts and feet. Yu'er walked slowly forward,
blood staining her delicate feet. Just then, the door next to the room opened. This is today's
gladiator , Milo, who has already made six female slaves willingly die within this gate. He told Yu'er that she was the seventh.

He saw how beautiful Yu'er was, so he had a better idea: he would slowly torture Yu'er to death
and then turn her into a mummified corpse. He took a baseball bat and walked towards a
female slave who . The audience saw that the most exciting part was about to begin, so they began to cheer.
"Torture her to death! Torture her to death!" This became everyone's common language.

Yu'er stepped back through the blood, and after a few steps, she felt a sharp pain in her feet. It turned out that there were
some iron nails standing upright in the pool of blood, hidden by the blood. Yu'er's bare feet had unknowingly stepped on them,
and the soles of her feet would be pierced. Because Milo was wearing boots, the iron nails could not penetrate them. Milo walked
up to Yu'er, and facing this small life, he swung his sword and struck Yu'er. Fortunately, Yu'er dodged
in time , otherwise her bones would have been shattered. However, when Yu'er dodged that southern barbarian, her right foot stepped
on a nail. Before she could react, Milo kicked her to the ground, and she couldn't get up again. Milo, who looked
like a monster, grabbed the iron chain on Yu'er's foot with one hand, lifted her up, and threw her behind him. He
pulled the chain in front of him, and Yu'er was hanging upside down, carried away by Milo. Finally, he carried Yu'er to another
room and then threw her on the ground. In this room hung several female corpses awaiting disposal; they were all young
and beautiful.

Milo brought some tools and came to Yu'er. He bent down and pulled Yu'er's pair of jade feet, stained with
blood , in front of him, and licked those beautiful feet with his tongue. Yu'er had been unconscious for a long time, her whole body
motionless, letting Milo play with her feet. Milo licked Yu'er's jade body to his heart's content, and finally
he picked up Yu'er and placed her on a wooden platform. After washing Yu'er's body clean, he unlocked her
shackles and tied her hands behind her back with rope. Her feet were bound together side-by-side. He took out
the tools he used to torture Yu'er—a few thick iron wires. He wrapped the wires around Yu'er's breasts, then used
pliers to forcefully twist them. Everyone knew Milo's strength; Yu'er's breasts were twisted until they resembled two ripe
tomatoes. The wires dug deep into the flesh at the base of her breasts, and blood seeped from the pierced areas.

After tightening Yu'er's breasts, Milo connected the ends of the wires together with a rope, then
pulled upwards until Yu'er's feet slowly left the ground. Yu'er was suspended, her two
swollen breasts dangling precariously.

The tearing pain brought Yu'er back to her senses, and she desperately begged for mercy: "It hurts!... Please, let me go!"
"I can't take it anymore, I'm willing to die, please let me go!"

Milo wasn't about to give up, and neither were the viewers watching the big screen. Milo took
another wire, wrapped it around Yu'er's lower abdomen, passed it between her thighs, and pulled it
into . Then, connecting it to the wire on her lower back, he twisted the wire forcefully from behind. The wire immediately
dug into her vagina and lower abdomen. Yu'er's vulva began to bleed again, the flow of urine increasing the pressure.
The wire on her lower abdomen constricted her, making her look like a gourd, and gradually blood began to flow from the corners of her mouth. Her
facial muscles were tense, showing great pain. Her eyes were tightly closed, and tears streamed
down her cheeks.

Finally, seeing the blood flowing continuously from Yu'er's mouth, Milo knew that if he continued, he would
kill the slave girl prematurely, incurring the displeasure of the audience and the island lord, so he finally let go. He didn't stop his
work. He retrieved another wire, then squatted down in front of Yu'er, prying apart her tightly clasped big
toes and tying them together with the wire. He twisted them forcefully. Yu'er's toes were beautiful, everyone agreed.

Ten soft, white toes were arranged in an orderly fashion, forming the graceful outline of her toes. Her two big toes
were slightly upturned, teasing the hearts of foot fetishists. Her ten toes were painted with pale pink nail polish, crystal
clear
, glistening like red cherries. Her fair feet paired with these ten pale pink toenails were sensual and alluring. The entire audience was captivated by these beautiful feet. Milo twisted even
harder, pressing the base of her two big toes tightly together, making them blend into the wire.

Gradually, blood began to seep out from the gaps between the toenails and toes. Milo, closest to
her feet, could clearly hear the bones in her toes creaking. He stood up,
grabbed a leather whip and a bamboo stick, and first lashed Yu'er's entire body with the whip, then used the stick to
tease her genitals. Yu'er, writhing in agony, fainted again. Milo took the last
wire to end Yu'er's life and tied it around her neck. He twisted it
forcefully leaving a bloody welt. Just when the audience thought Yu'er was dead, they privately
discussed how much they could pay for such a beautiful female slave's mummified corpse. Some complained about the island owner, saying he would surely
make a fortune off her.

Just as everyone was anticipating Yu'er's mummification, she awoke. With all her might, she raised
her feet and kicked at Milo's genitals. However, bound so tightly, Yu'er couldn't possibly harm
the beast Milo. But by sheer coincidence, because the attack was so sudden, Milo instinctively
dodged backward. The blood-soaked ground was slippery, and Milo slipped and fell. A
nail pierced his neck, and Milo collapsed to the ground, struggling in agony for a moment before dying. Yu'er nearly died at
Milo's hands. The crowd looked at the dying Yu'er, hanging in mid-air, feeling a deep sense of pity. However, the referee's ruling
stirred excitement again.

The referee ruled that Yu'er had committed a serious foul and would be executed, her body mummified. The workers lowered the rope binding
her breasts and used a crane to hoist her into the air. She was then lowered to the island owner, who looked at the
wounded Yu'er and said to the audience, "This female slave has completed her final task. I am very
trustworthy. Therefore, I declare her the champion of this competition."

The audience and the referee complained about the island owner's decision, because they no longer had the opportunity to buy Yu'er
's corpse. The island lord ordered his men to remove the wires and ropes binding Yu'er, replacing them with shackles belonging to her master.
He then made Yu'er kneel on the awards platform. The island lord announced, "The female slave Yu'er is the champion of this competition. Her master
will receive a prize of five million US dollars." Wang Lei and Chen Feng finally came to their senses. They had thought that if Yu'er had died,
they wouldn't know how to explain it to me. Now, thankfully, they had won the prize, and Yu'er was safe and sound—a truly
joyous occasion. Chen Feng examined Yu'er's body and discovered many scars, as well as
the iron dildo inserted into her vagina. They took Yu'er to Germany and spent a fortune on a complete body-repairing
surgery . This surgery took a long time, and two months later, I still couldn't find Wang Lei or Chen Feng.

Four months later, I happened to be resting at home. That evening, Wang Lei and Chen Feng returned Yu'er to me. I
carefully examined Yu'er's body and found that she was exactly the same as before, so I was relieved. Later, after hearing Wang Lei's account of
what happened, I was furious. I swore I would never lend Yu'er to them again. Every night, looking at Yu'er,
who was the same as always , I felt so lucky; I almost lost my most adorable female slave. Yu'er still
affectionately called me "Master" every day, and I felt that Yu'er could no longer leave me. She was my private property, and I wouldn't allow
anyone to use her to make money. After that, Wang Lei apologized to me several times, and after considering it, I decided to forgive him. After
all, we were good friends who had grown up together. After that, when Wang Lei and Chen Feng came to my house again, they never dared to mention
borrowing Yu'er to go to the basement. We chatted together, and Yu'er knelt to the right of the sofa where I was sitting. I could
talk to her while gently stroking her silky hair.

(III) A Dangerous Game

I'm 20 years old now, and my father gave me one of his companies in China. So I
go to work every day, making my days very fulfilling. Every morning, I take Yu'er with me
to work. Yu'er is always kept in the trunk, because my car is full of documents and materials. When
I walk past the company employees with Yu'er in my hand, I always feel very proud, because I have what none of them
have. Although some of them may be able to buy female slaves to serve them at the company, how can those inferior
products compare to my Yu'er? At the company, I only put shackles on Yu'er. Because I ordered... I had instructed
Yu'er to deliver materials for me, and wearing handcuffs was very inconvenient. At the company, Yu'er, completely naked, showed no shyness in front of the many white-collar workers. In fact, she became quite familiar with them, and they often teased her
during breaks . They made Yu'er dance for them in a spacious part of the office, her bare feet on the cold floor. She waved her arms, sometimes lifting one leg and swinging it in the air, sometimes swaying her slender waist. Some particularly mean male employees even caught a lot of cockroaches from the warehouse and placed them next to Yu'er, making her stomp on them while dancing. Yu'er's feet moved as she danced, searching for cockroaches, and then...

She would put her feet on it and stomp down. After she lifted her feet, she would leave behind flattened cockroaches and sticky filth
. Everyone laughed as they watched, telling Yu'er to stomp harder. Seeing Yu'er's comical antics,
I couldn't help but laugh too. I'm not a poison-eater, and seeing everyone enjoying making
fun of , I wouldn't stop them as long as they didn't do anything fatal. I only warned Yu'er afterwards
to wash her feet clean of the disgusting sticky stuff after dancing. Yu'er had to wash her feet
several times , then come back for my inspection before she could continue working. Since Yu'er came to the company, the employees'
enthusiasm had noticeably increased. To get there early to play with Yu'er and watch her performance, they would finish
their . When some bosses who came to place orders saw Yu'er's performance, they were very willing to
sign longer contracts with me.

The employees knew my father was a legendary sadomasochistic master, so they often invited me
to demonstrate my sadomasochistic techniques. At everyone's repeated requests, I decided to fight for my family's honor. I
took Yu'er to the warehouse, where the staff immediately surrounded it several times. I grabbed a few
tools and began my performance. First, I used the rope meant for binding old boxes to pull Yu'er's hands behind her back and
tie them together. Then I pulled the rope up to her neck, wrapped it around her neck, and pulled
it down behind her back. Yu'er's hands were pulled high behind her back, and her full breasts perked up. I tied the remaining
rope around Yu'er's hands, then quickly grabbed another rope and wrapped it back and forth between her chest and back
. Finally, I pulled it tight and tied it to her hands, which were pulled close to her chest. Next were her lower abdomen
and vagina. The lower abdomen
was . This would leave two long ropes, which were passed between her thighs, inserted into her vagina, and then knotted at her waist behind her
back . These ropes were then wrapped around her waist several times before being connected to her hands behind her back. This would prevent
Yu'er from squatting; if she did, the ropes between her labia would bite inwards, causing great pain.
For body, three ropes were wrapped horizontally around her thighs, calves, and ankles several times, and then
vertically around the midline between her legs or ankles. With enough strength, I guaranteed she couldn't escape.

At this point, Yu'er was firmly bound. This simple full-body bondage still amazed many spectators
. I lifted Yu'er up and tied a rope around the base of her hair. I pulled upwards, passing it through
an and then pulled downwards. Yu'er's body was straightened, and her heels slowly rose.
After several years of this training, standing on tiptoe was no longer a problem for Yu'er. Without any external
traction , Yu'er could stand on tiptoe for five to six hours.

After securing the ropes, I went to the side and took out a bag of metal clips from a large cardboard box. Holding
the clips, I randomly clipped them onto Yu'er's body. My first target was her nipples,
one of the most sensitive parts of a woman's body; even the slightest stimulation can be painful. After clipping her nipples, I
spread out my clamps around her breasts, leaving them covered in clips.
After , it was time for her buttocks. Yu'er's tightly closed legs prevented me from clipping her labia, so I used her pubic hair instead. Yu'er
's pubic hair was thin and sparse. After clipping three more clips, I was sure they were very strong; they might
even be clamping flesh.

I handed the bag of clips to a staff member, telling him to distribute them to everyone so they could show off
their skills. Everyone was clearly no less capable than me; they swarmed around Yu'er with their clips, surrounding her in
layers . After everyone retreated, I looked at Yu'er again. She was truly tortured terribly. Her ears, nose, and forehead
were all clamped shut, and her little mouth was pinched shut like a duck's beak by three clips. Someone, so cruel,
clamped her upper and lower eyelids together, making her blind. Her chest, arms, abdomen, back,
thighs, calves, and feet were all clamped. Oh! Right, and her two little toes too.

Everyone was discussing their masterpieces. I went to a nearby box and took out a
broken CPU motherboard, placing it under Yu'er's feet. The motherboard was covered in tiny solder spikes;
they were small, and while they would hurt under her feet, they wouldn't pierce her soles. Yu'er placed her two front paws flat on it,
accepting the reward from her tormentor. Yu'er had stepped on nails before, so this minor pain
wouldn't bother her at all. Even if she bled, I think she would endure it. Everyone watched with great excitement,
praising my torture skills, and my vanity was satisfied.

An hour and a half later, I put Yu'er down, but didn't untie her; I just removed the clips.

Then I told everyone to go back to work. I carried Yu'er to my office and placed her on the desk.
There were no iron rings or pulleys on the ceiling of my office, only an iron hook next to the chandelier on the desk, used to hook the chandelier
. I pulled the rope tied to the base of Yu'er's hair upwards, watching Yu'er's feet slightly lift,
before tying the rope to the iron hook. I jumped off the desk and sat in my boss's chair, carefully admiring Yu'er's pair of
fair and delicate feet. I used a pen to play with those ten exquisite toes, and Yu'er didn't react at all. This was what I
had taught her; I told her that she was not allowed to make any noise when her master was playing with her body. I also
emphasized the sentence that her master was only me several times. The pen in my hand pried open each of Yu'er's
toes that were pressed together. I didn't object to her keeping her toes pressed together, but I was curious whether her toes could spread out.

Then a brilliant idea for foot torture suddenly popped into my head, and my lower body
sprang to . My tools were simple: a stapler. I inserted the stapler and
placed Yu'er's left little toe on the stapler's metal plate. As I adjusted the position and pressed down hard, I
looked up at Yu'er's expression. Her eyes were tightly shut, unable to bear watching what was happening at her feet, her clean, white
teeth clenched tightly, telling me she was in pain. After hearing a click, I released the stapler;
it had pinned the toe pad of Yu'er's little toe. I perked up and
stapled the other three toes on her left foot as well. I stapled the big toe twice, once on the left, once on the right, then on the right. After finishing
, I took out some nail polish and washed off the nail polish on Yu'er's toes, because I've been liking pink lately.
I specially asked someone to buy a bottle of pink nail polish worth three thousand yuan in Italy. This nail polish not only makes the nails look
brighter , but also protects them. Finally, I put Yu'er down and used tweezers to
remove the staples. I untied the ropes binding Yu'er; her whole body was covered in deep
marks from the ropes. I handed Yu'er the medicine I bought from Chen Feng and told her to apply it to the wounds, and then use
the nail polish to paint her fingernails pink as well. Yu'er first squatted down, locked the shackles on her newly freed
ankles, and then took the two bottles of medicine and nail polish and went out.

Summer was approaching, and this May was obviously hot earlier than usual. My mother asked me
to accompany her to Hawaii to see her sister. My mother, the housekeeper, the servants, and I boarded the ship. Female slaves
were not allowed in the cabin; it was the law, and no one could violate it. After being checked, Yu'er was
taken an iron cell in the lower deck of the ship where slaves and pets were kept. I'd never seen what the iron cage looked like, only
heard that life there was alright. The crew would bring food three times a day, and the slaves and pets could use
the toilet . However, because the slaves and pets were very valuable, they were all chained to iron rings on the wall.

Cats and dogs could be simply chained, but slaves couldn't. Their hands were cuffed behind their backs, and
their feet were clamped in an iron plate.

Later, after disembarking, Yu'er told me that the two men next to her were male slaves from Japan, sent to America
to serve wealthy women. Their iron cage held nearly 30 slaves, all young
boys and girls, the oldest being only 26.

After a few hours by car, we arrived at my aunt's house. Her house was located not far from the sea
, and the scenery was beautiful. I love looking at the sea, and even more so, I love listening to the waves and breathing in the sea
air . My aunt's house was large, a big villa with three floors and a basement. Besides my aunt and
uncle, there was also my little brother. He had a foreign name, Jenny, and was only 14
years old, still in middle school. As soon as I entered, he circled around Yu'er behind me. My mother introduced
Yu'er , and my mischievous little brother insisted that I give Yu'er to him to play with for a few days. He was only 14 years old, and I couldn't
let him focus all his attention on Yu'er and forget about his studies. But under his repeated insistence, I
softened ; after all, he was my most beloved brother. I handcuffed Yu'er's hands behind her back,
cut a section of the chain between her shackles, and then handed her to Jenny. Jenny took Yu'er out to play. My aunt asked my mother
how long she was going to stay, and my mother told them she would go back after summer. My aunt was very happy; my mother could finally stay with her
for a while longer.

In the days that followed, I would go fishing with my uncle every day, my mother and aunt would rest and chat at home, and
Jenny, who hadn't started his summer vacation yet, would take Yu'er to school every day. According to American law, slaves were not allowed
in the classroom, so Yu'er, who accompanied Jenny to school every day, was chained to a large tree next to the garden. Every day,
students passing by would be as curious as if they'd seen
an alien . After class, many would gather around Yu'er. Some students would walk up to her, pointing at
her breasts and genitals and whispering amongst themselves—that was considered relatively mild. Sometimes, some mischievous students would run up to Yu'er during PE
class , dig a deep hole at her feet with small shovels, bury her feet and calves
in it, and then run away to spray her with water guns. Because they couldn't unlock the chains
on , she was never lost. Yu'er was very interested in the children's antics; she found
them amusing and creative, so she always cooperated wholeheartedly. Until finally, when
the children buried her even deeper, leaving only her head, she almost suffocated. In the end, Jenny could only chain Yu'er to
a telephone pole near the school gate, because the people passing by there were generally more civilized. Passersby
would stare at Yu'er's naked body, and beggars who made a living by performing would sit beside her, occasionally
touching her vagina. After the rain, passing cars would splash mud on Yu'er every day,
making her filthy.

My younger brother had a hobby: after school, he wouldn't go home but would run into the woods to catch small insects, which he would then make
into specimens. My aunt would get goosebumps at the sight of those insects, so she strictly forbade him from catching them,
let alone bringing them home. My brother would always hide the insects and secretly bring them home. Yu'er's bare feet
would sometimes be pricked by thorny tropical branches on the dirt road in the suburban woods. Jenny wouldn't care about her;
watching Jenny earnestly searching for insects, Yu'er could only endure the pain and follow him deeper into the woods.

Every time Jenny came home from school, he would pull Yu'er into his room, close the door, and
not allow anyone else to enter. My aunt became worried and asked me to find out what was going on. Under my interrogation, Yu'er
confessed . She said that Jenny would put rare insects he caught into her vagina and anus every time, and Jenny
wouldn't allow her to tell anyone, including me, otherwise he would be very angry. I told my aunt about this,
and she was furious and gave Jenny a severe beating. Later, Jenny took all his anger out
on .

After school, he gathered some friends and went to the forest. They handcuffed Yu'er's hands to a very thick tree
. Yu'er's arms couldn't be handcuffed behind her back, so the friends split into two groups, each holding Yu'er
's arms with their hands and kicking the tree trunk to pull her back. Finally, they managed to handcuff her
wrists leaving bloody marks on them. They ordered Yu'er to sit with her back against the tree, her legs straight and flat on the ground, her feet
together. Jenny used strong glue for making specimens to glue Yu'er's two big toes together. Surrounded by
a group of children, Yu'er looked like a lamb to the slaughter. Everything was ready. Jenny directed
the children to dig up a lot of dirt from a distance. Then he made Yu'er open her mouth and stuffed handfuls of dirt into
it, filling it bulge, before sealing it with tape. He said to Yu'er, "Serves you right for being so talkative and betraying me.
Today I'll teach you a lesson and see if you dare betray me again."

They lit a campfire nearby and used charcoal to burn the soles of Yu'er's feet, toes, breasts, and
vagina. Yu'er made a "woo-woo" sound. After the children had played enough, Jenny didn't untie
Yu'er. They got up, brushed the dirt off themselves, and left. That night, Jenny told us he would...
Yu'er left it in the school parking lot and forgot to bring it back. Although everyone was somewhat skeptical, they didn't
press the matter .

The next day after school, they went to the woods again. This time, Yu'er was covered in ants and spiders, her
eyes squinting as she endured nature's punishment. The pus from her scalded breasts, labia, thighs, calves,
abdomen , neck, and feet had congealed, and her ten toes were stuck together. Her hair
was filthy, and covered in mud, Yu'er looked like a mental patient, her eyes lifeless. The children lit a bonfire
again and launched a second attack on Yu'er, who continued to moan and whimper. This time
, they stuck a red-hot charcoal into Yu'er's navel. Yu'er struggled desperately, tears
streaming , her head banging against the tree trunk. Jenny, not satisfied, directed his friends to
handcuff Yu'er to the tree and untie her hands. Then, the half-scalded Yu'er was turned over, her back facing up, and
her hands were cuffed behind her back. Yu'er lay motionless, waiting for Jenny to tighten the bonds, because her left arm was broken.

Seeing Yu'er lying on the ground like a dead person, the children became a little scared. Afraid of
killing , they stepped aside.

A little boy said to Jenny, "Don't scald her anymore, she'll die."

Jenny said, "So what if she dies? A slave girl to be slaughtered at will, my brother's family has many!

We don't care about one more. Okay! One more time, then we'll leave."

With that, Jenny picked out the thickest piece of charcoal from the nearby campfire. He told his friends to pull open Yu'er
's anus, and then he used his gloved hands to hold the red-hot charcoal and inserted it into Yu'er's anus. Yu'er...
ooh~ With a loud thud, louder than before, it was chilling. Yu'er's chained body
thrashed about on the ground like a fish. Jenny stepped forward and
kicked , pushing it further in. Yu'er struggled for a while and then stopped moving;
blood began to seep from her anus.

Everyone thought Yu'er was dead, but Jenny said, "She's not that easy to kill. Let me see."

He turned Yu'er over, and when he touched her bleeding nostrils, he found that she really
wasn't breathing. He was terrified and quickly called his friends to leave the forest.

That night, Jenny returned home dejected. After everyone asked him several times what had happened, he,
out of fear, told them the whole story. When I learned that Jenny had called the police and told
them that a female slave's body had been found in the woods outside the city, I immediately drove to the police station. When I arrived
at the police station, I learned that Yu'er hadn't died; she had simply gone into shock from the pain and was now being held in a cell
awaiting her master's claim. I went to the cell where Yu'er was being held and saw
a woman who no longer resembled a human. Her body was covered in blurred, rotting wounds. Because a wooden stick was inserted into her anus, she couldn't sit or
lie down . Her hands were handcuffed to a pair of shackles hanging from the ceiling, and her feet were dangling in mid-air. I walked
to Yu'er's side and examined this poor female slave. I was surprised to see cigarette burn marks on her nipples and the
tops , and some cigarette butts remained at her feet. I seemed to understand something and began
to curse the police here. Her two big toes had been cut open with a knife, and I could clearly see
the skin of her left toe still stuck to her right. Her ten toes, painted with pink nail polish
, were still gleaming in the dim light of the cell. This made me understand why they had burned her feet with cigarette butts instead of
her vagina . A card hung from her left ankle. I took it off and examined it closely under the light. It
read: "Unclaimed female slave, possibly from Asia, estimated age around seventeen or eighteen.
Multiple severe burns on her body. If she dies while unclaimed, please dispose of the body." The address was listed as:
Medical Room. I had the servants and police release Yu'er. I left the cell and immediately called Chen Feng, who was on
the other side to tell him about my situation and ask him to come immediately.

Yu'er survived after being treated at the hospital, but whether she could stand up or regain consciousness was uncertain.

The next afternoon, Chen Feng arrived at the hospital. He examined Yu'er's injuries and told me that it was possible to heal all of
her wounds, but it would require a lot of money. He said that with that money, I could buy three or four
female slaves and advised me to give up. I refused, immediately took out a check from my pocket, wrote my name on it,
and handed it to Chen Feng. I told him to make sure Yu'er was healed and that I would wait for him at home. The next day, he took Yu'er
on a plane to Germany. This made me very unhappy. Although my younger brother had
admitted his mistake to our whole family, I didn't hold a grudge against him, because he was still young, and Yu'er was a
slave girl with no rights. But I still worried about Yu'er, who was receiving treatment in Germany. Summer passed quickly, and my mother, my entourage
, and I boarded the ship home. After returning home, I worked desperately to alleviate
the pain of not having Yu'er by my side. That year passed just like that.

April 17th of the following year was my birthday. Every year, many people would come to celebrate with me, and this year was no
exception. Looking at the room full of guests and friends, I just felt that something was missing. A birthday
cake , and everyone asked me to blow out the candles and make a wish. I had many wishes, and I would
greedily make several wishes at this time. This year, I hoped to win the sadomasochistic competition in the future, and also to see
my good Yu'er soon. As the banquet lights dimmed, all I could see were the burning candles, and I
blew them out . Amidst cheers, I turned another year older, 21. I could no longer be as
carefree .

Just then, the door opened, and Wang Lei entered, slowly pushing a dining table
towards . On the table was a rectangular wooden box, covered with several wooden planks, each
secured with a padlock. Wang Lei pushed it beside me, saying, "Everyone knows you miss
Yu'er, but Yu'er is currently undergoing treatment, so I can only give you this birthday present to replace her."
Wang Lei

and ankles were tightly bound together with red nylon rope. I carefully examined
the feet ; they were truly beautiful. Exquisite and delicate, each toe clean and translucent. The toenails were painted with a transparent nail polish.
The oil, crystal clear, made it appear even more innocent and lovely. A slice of lemon was tucked between each toe, emitting
a faint, refreshing fragrance. Seeing my satisfaction, Wang Lei opened another lid. Below were thighs, abdomen, and
breasts. I looked at her slender waist and the high-pointed nipples. The areolas were a pale pink,
indicating she was very young. Her hands covered her light black pubic hair, her two thumbs interlaced,
looking quite shy. Her chest and abdomen were covered with fruit pulp, exuding a fragrant aroma. Watching her abdomen rise and fall,
I knew she was very energetic.

Now only the last lid remained. Wang Lei asked if I was satisfied. I nodded. He asked if I still
liked Yu'er. I told him no one could compare to my Yu'er, and told him to take the box out. He said to me,
"Don't rush, this female slave is very beautiful, you will definitely like her." With that, he opened the last lid.

When the lid was lifted, I was stunned. Inside was none other than my Yu'er. She was smiling sweetly at me, a small cherry
in . I told Wang Lei to quickly remove all the ropes and covers and let my
Yu'er out.

Just then, another person walked in and said, "No, you have to
eat ." That person was Chen Feng. I said, "You bastard, why did it take you so long to bring my Yu'er back?"

I didn't have time to listen to his explanation. I quickly took the cherry from Yu'er's mouth and put it in my own mouth. It tasted
so sweet. Wang Lei and Chen Feng, while untying the ropes and covers off Yu'er, told me, "Do you know?
Yu'er's body has been restored using top-notch German technology. It was a crystal repair surgery, and it required
adjustments little by little to complete. Do you think restoring your Yu'er to her original state is such a simple matter?" I watched as
Yu'er's jade-like feet extended from the table to the ground. After she stood firmly, I quickly went over, took her hand,
and walked out of the room. Everyone watched me silently from behind. My mother said to them, "Tell them to go."

I pulled Yu'er into my room and said sternly, "Why did you take so long to come back? Do you know how worried I was about you
?" Yu'er replied aggrievedly, "Master, Yu'er knows she was wrong and is willing to accept Master's scolding and punishment.

Yu'er also misses Master very much. Yu'er knows that Master saved her life, and Yu'er is very grateful to Master.
"

I started to tease her on purpose because I was really happy today: "Go, put on the shackles first, then
go get the nail polish and paint your nails my favorite pink." Yu'er went to the table, picked up the shackles
, and fastened them to her ankles. Then she squatted down and carefully painted her toes and fingers with nail polish. I ignored her and
just read a book. Today's sadomasochistic magazine was full of articles about tomorrow's sadomasochistic competition, so I sighed
. After finishing painting her nails, Yu'er walked to my side and said, "What's wrong, Master? Are Yu'er's feet
not as pretty as before? Or are Yu'er's breasts not full enough? Or do I just not look pretty enough anymore?

If so, Master, you can kill or sell me. Yu'er hopes to keep my former beauty in
Master ." I told her it wasn't because of her, but because of next year's sadomasochistic competition, because I
didn't have a suitable female slave to participate in the competition yet. Yu'er said to me, "Master, Yu'er is your most suitable
female slave!" I told her that the competition was very cruel, and female slaves might be in mortal danger during the competition. I
didn't want her to go. Yu'er knelt beside me, pressed her head against my leg, and firmly told me, "Yu'er isn't afraid,
Yu'er really isn't afraid. As long as it makes Master happy, Yu'er's life is nothing." The moonlight at night was
so beautiful and flawless. Looking into Yu'er's loyal eyes, I agreed.

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