Actress's Bondage Hell

Yang Mi, as usual, walked with elegant steps towards her car. "Hello, Sister Mi, could you give me an autograph?" It was the same male actor, who suddenly appeared in front of Yang Mi's car and said to her with a smile. Since there was no one around, Yang Mi was startled by the sudden appearance of the male actor, but then she realized she had seen him before and asked in surprise, "Aren't you already..." Before she could finish her sentence, three or four men jumped out of the all-black sedan, each holding a weapon, and moved swiftly towards Yang Mi. One person covered Yang Mi's mouth from behind, and a silver strip of tape was immediately stuck over her lips. The other two men quickly folded Yang Mi's hands behind her back, binding her wrists and forearms, and then bound her long, slender, fair legs. Everything happened so fast that Yang Mi couldn't even let out a scream before her mouth was sealed. By the time Yang Mi reacted and started to struggle, she was already bound. She widened her eyes and looked at the male actor in front of her, making muffled sounds. In extreme fear and panic, a black cloth bag was pulled over her head, extinguishing her last glimpse of light. She was then placed into a sack and shoved into the trunk. "Hurry up, the boss has been waiting for this day for a long time." Thump, thump, thump, thump... The vehicle drove smoothly, but from time to time, there were sounds of collision from the trunk – the sounds of the kidnapped Yang Mi struggling frantically. "This little slut is still so energetic after a whole day of filming. Damn it, are we dreaming?" The car slowly drove into a huge manor. This was their territory, an abandoned vineyard far in the suburbs. The massive iron gate locked, and this became their domain. The three men carried Yang Mi, still struggling inside the sack, into the bunker. Yang Mi's muffled cries continuously came from the sack, her terrified and seductive screams stimulating every man's heart, making their skin crawl. Inside the bunker, Qian Er, Sun San, and Li Si gently placed Yang Mi onto an exquisite bed, allowing her to struggle. The bunker was spacious and bright, with walls lined with all sorts of torture devices. In the corners opposite the door, custom-made racks were displayed, including a tiger bench, an octopus chair, and more. Above, hooks of various sizes, chains, and ropes hung, promising a wonderful experience for any beauty brought to this place. "Boss Wang, the merchandise has been delivered." Zhao Yi said respectfully to the middle-aged man in front of him, who was portly, with short, shiny hair. "What? What is it, what are you doing? Let go of me!! Let go of me!!!" Then, Qian Er shoved Yang Mi, causing her to fall directly onto the soft bed. He then pressed one hand firmly on Yang Mi's smooth, beautiful back, and the other hand directly on her extremely perky and rounded buttocks. "These ass cheeks are damn bouncy!" This sudden turn of events shocked Yang Mi, and she began to struggle with all her might. However, her hands were tied tightly, and her body was pinned down, making it impossible to move. Yang Mi became even more panicked and started to cry out. "No!! Let me go!!! Let me go!!!" After being pinned down, Li Si immediately followed suit, untying the ropes binding Yang Mi's ankles. Then, Zhao Yi and Sun San, holding the ropes handed over by Wang Da, each bent Yang Mi's fair, tender calves upwards, overlapping them with her thighs. They then threaded the ropes through Yang Mi's knee joints, binding her thighs and calves together. This way, Yang Mi was bound like a horse in a chariot race. However, her ankles were not yet connected to her arms. Because after binding Yang Mi's legs, Zhao Yi pulled down a rope from a hook on the ceiling beam and, with practiced skill, connected it to her hands, which were bound behind her back. After Yang Mi's upper body was also bound, amidst her futile struggles and pained cries, the four men pushed away the bed beneath her. Yang Mi was thus suspended in mid-air like a horse in a chariot race. Zhao Yi then pulled down two more ropes from the sides, spread Yang Mi's legs apart, and tied them to her ankles. In this way, the three suspended ropes, one attached to her bound arms behind her back, and the other two to her spread ankles, formed a triangle. Yang Mi was thus successfully suspended in mid-air. It's worth noting that at this moment, Yang Mi was not facing the floor, but rather her body formed a 45° angle with the ground. This position was even more uncomfortable because her legs were spread apart. If she wanted to bring them together, she would have to exert a great deal of effort to lift her body to close her legs. "What... what are you going to do!! *sob sob* Let me go quickly!!!" After being bound, Yang Mi felt her extremely shameful posture. She was both shocked and enraged, and tried to struggle with all her might. Her spread legs could only retract slightly. Yang Mi could already feel a breeze blowing through her [X_X], which made her feel even more ashamed. No one paid attention to Yang Mi. Everyone was stunned by the sight of her. Such a beauty, when suspended like this, was unexpectedly so captivating. Yang Mi, who had been pampered and doted on since childhood, had never endured such humiliation. Being bound in such a degrading manner, surrounded by so many naked men who were leering at her shameful state, and with all of it being completely recorded by a camera, Yang Mi felt at this moment that being insulted like this was worse than death. "It seems Miss Yang Mi is still a little shy." Zhao Yi walked up to Yang Mi, wiped away the tear streaks on her cheeks from crying, and said calmly. "Get away! Don't touch me!! You bastards!!" Yang Mi forcefully turned her head away and said sternly. Because she turned her head too forcefully, her messy hair brushed against Zhao Yi's face. "Miss Yang Mi seems a bit agitated, but please note, this is your first warning." Zhao Yi's tone remained very calm. But then, Zhao Yi's gaze shifted to her pair of alluring, full breasts. Zhao Yi directly grabbed the sides of Yang Mi's qipao sleeves and tore them off. Zhao Yi's arm muscles bulged. This kind of fabric could naturally be torn apart easily. *Riiip...* Her fair breasts were exposed to everyone's view. Because this qipao was tailor-made to Yang Mi's figure, the fabric for the chest area was made separately. With Zhao Yi's tear, the entire piece of fabric was ripped off. This meant that with this piece of fabric removed, Yang Mi's entire chest was directly exposed, revealing a expanse of white skin. For filming purposes, the underwear Yang Mi usually wore was not a regular bra, but a soft silk bandeau. The first reason was that this type of underwear was more convenient to put on, and the second was that it was more breathable. "Still not singing loud enough, want me to speed it up? Tell me louder, Miss Yang Mi." Zhao Yi's eyes were filled with madness, his hand on the gearshift turning faster and faster. Yang Mi's body tensed tighter and tighter, only her instincts still trembling uncontrollably. "Stop!!! Stop!!!! Stop it!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!! I can't take it anymore!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!" Seeing Yang Mi's hysterical state, Zhao Yi knew she was about to experience her first orgasm. He quickly exchanged a look, and Qian Er, understanding, picked up a gag and shoved it into Yang Mi's mouth. He feared she might bite her tongue in her intensity if she couldn't bear it. With the gag in place, Yang Mi seemed even more beautiful. Even in her emotional breakdown, she was incapable of harming herself. Zhao Yi shifted the gearstick, alternating between fast and slow, the erratic rhythm inflicting immense pain on Yang Mi. Then, with a mournful cry, Yang Mi finally succumbed to the intense stimulation and climaxed. "Mmmph... Ahhh!!!!! Mmmph!!! Wooo!!! Mmmph..." Yang Mi's delicate body trembled violently, her whole body spasming involuntarily. Her head was thrown back, the stimulation too overwhelming. After this orgasm, Yang Mi even rolled her eyes in pleasure. Under such torment, a massive amount of [X_X] flowed out, soaking the beads and dripping down the rope, even forming translucent threads. "Miss Yang Mi, you were right, your pussy is indeed a lot of fun." After Yang Mi climaxed, Zhao Yi stopped and leaned close to her face, smiling. "Wuwuwu..." Yang Mi drooped her head powerlessly, all her strength seemingly drained. She panted, weeping softly. With the gag in her mouth, her saliva quickly pooled and dripped from her lips, adding to her helplessness. "You're so beautiful, but we're not done yet, and neither are you, are you?" Zhao Yi hooked Yang Mi's delicate chin, examining her closely. Yang Mi was indeed a natural beauty. Her alluring, innocent face had captivated countless men, and her perfect, symmetrical figure had made countless men desire her. And now, here she was, suspended in mid-air in an extremely shameful position. Her full breasts were being played with at will, her nipples clamped by a breast clamp, causing Yang Mi immense pain. Her [X_X] was being rubbed by a long string of beads until it was [X_X]. The pleasure of tormenting such a universally admired female star could only be understood by those who had experienced it. Furthermore, the entire process of Yang Mi's humiliation would be presented to the audience in the near future in the form of a documentary, complete and true. At that time, Yang Mi would usher in another peak in her acting career. Next, Li Si pushed a cage out from the corner. The cage was small, only 50 centimeters long and 30 centimeters wide. Seeing Yang Mi's exhausted, broken state, Zhao Yi was very satisfied. He said to Yang Mi, "Alright, that's enough filming for today, Miss Yang Mi. Let's get some good rest. This little cage is where you'll rest. You need to rest well, or you won't have the energy for tomorrow's program." Yang Mi struggled to open her eyes and saw the cage, too small even for a child to fit comfortably. Thinking of the humiliation she would endure from these demons tomorrow, she became even more terrified. But she had no strength left and could only be at their mercy. Zhao Yi removed the breast clamps. Yang Mi no longer felt much pain, as her [X_X] was completely swollen and numb, as were her [X_X] that had been rubbed and clamped. Then, the men together untied the ropes binding Yang Mi. Before Yang Mi could relax and stretch her body, she was shoved into the cage. "Mmph!! Mmph!!" The cage was extremely narrow. Even for Yang Mi's figure, it was difficult to get in, but Zhao Yi wanted exactly this effect. He first put Yang Mi's arms in, letting them extend outside the cage, then her head, then her body. Her legs were bent, pressed tightly against her chest. Only then could Yang Mi be squeezed into the tiny cage. Zhao Yi also tied her arms outside the cage, securing them to the iron bars. Yang Mi's body no longer needed to be bound; the narrow cage itself was enough to hold her in place. For the remaining time, Yang Mi was fixed in this small cage, unable to move in this extremely uncomfortable position. The cage was flipped over, so Yang Mi was facing the ground, essentially kneeling and prostrating. In such a cage, the gag in Yang Mi's mouth further restricted her head's movement, and saliva dripped continuously. Her knees knelt on the iron bars, painfully compressed. Her feet could only be stretched out straight, and after only a short while in the cage, they were numb. In such an uncomfortable posture, a normal person would likely be unable to endure even five minutes before their entire body ached and they cried out in misery. And so it was. After placing Yang Mi, Wang Da called Zhao Yi and the others away, telling them to find new targets. In the empty underground chamber, Yang Mi's wails echoed. She was forced to endure endless pain, with no one to save her. Wang Da watched Yang Mi's suffering from the side, recording every moment of her agony. Zhao Yi and the others paid no mind to Yang Mi's feelings. How long she would stay depended entirely on their mood. They only wanted to see Yang Mi humiliated and tormented. For Yang Mi, this was a living hell of confinement, and they were her living Yama kings, controlling her every aspect... Zhao Jinmai, placed on the torture device, lost Zhao Yi's support and was in a semi-conscious state. Her head and wrists were tightly secured by wooden stocks, forcing her slender legs into a half-squatting position, her fair, rounded buttocks hanging down. From the gradual stripping of Zhao Jinmai's clothes to her placement on the device, every detail was captured by Wang Da's five cameras. Now, the time was ripe. Zhao Yi fetched a basin of water, soaked a towel in it, wrung out some of the water, then lifted Zhao Jinmai's scattered hair and pressed the wet towel to her mouth and nose. Stimulated by the water and the extremely uncomfortable posture, Zhao Jinmai quickly regained consciousness. "Cough, cough, cough!!!" Zhao Jinmai felt as if her head were a ball of paste, groggy and coughing incessantly, trying to awaken her slumbering brain. She moved slightly and suddenly realized something was wrong. Why was her body so sore? And her hands... why couldn't she move her hands or feet? Zhao Jinmai tried to lift her head to shake it, only to find her head also immobilized. In that instant, she snapped to full consciousness, immediately understanding her predicament. "How could I... Who are you? I..." Zhao Jinmai cried out in panic, her voice a delicate shriek, as she frantically turned her small head left and right. She clenched her fists and struggled, trying to move. When she lifted her legs, she discovered her feet were also shackled, emitting a crisp clinking sound. But before Zhao Jinmai could finish speaking, Qian Er seized the opportunity while her mouth was open and shoved a ring gag into it. "Mmph... What are you doing... Don't... Mmph mmph mmph... Mmph!!!! Woooo!!!!!" Zhao Jinmai's beautiful eyes widened in terror. Unable to see behind her, she could only twist her head, trying to break free from the grip of those large hands. But her strength was no match for Qian Er's. Soon, as Qian Er fastened the buckle of the ring gag at the back of Zhao Jinmai's head, Zhao Jinmai could only keep her rosy little mouth agape, unable to close it, her nimble tongue writhing within her mouth. Any words she tried to speak would ultimately turn into meaningless whimpers. "Mmph!!!! Ahhh!!! Mmph mmph mmph!!!!" Zhao Jinmai was now fully awake. She looked around in terror, shouting desperately. At the same time, she realized she was completely naked and restrained in a particularly shameful and uncomfortable position. This filled Zhao Jinmai with immense shame. She strained her hands, but they were held fast by the wooden stocks and leather restraints, unable to be pulled free or lowered. Her forearms, from the elbow up, were suspended at her sides. Furthermore, she was forced to bend at an almost vertical angle. If she tried to straighten her body even slightly, her head would be caught by the wooden stocks. She couldn't squat down, only arch her buttocks. Beneath her fair buttocks, her tender, pink [X_X] was fully exposed to the air, clearly visible. Zhao Jinmai could feel it, and she constantly tried to clench her legs and lower her buttocks slightly. However, her legs, restrained and spread apart, made it impossible to clench them no matter how hard she tried, leaving her both ashamed and terrified. Her entire body trembled slightly. "Little sister, stop struggling, it's useless. Just be good and let us have our fun," Li Si said, walking up to Zhao Jinmai with a lecherous grin. Zhao Jinmai recognized him instantly. Wasn't this the actor friend she had just met, Brother Si? At that moment, Zhao Jinmai finally understood that she had been tricked and brought here by this man. Shame from her restraint and the bitterness of being deceived surged through her, and tears streamed from her eyes. Zhao Jinmai's eyes immediately reddened. Her pitiful appearance made her look even more like a pure and sweet girl next door, making everyone want to dote on her. Li Si stepped forward, looking at Zhao Jinmai's tear-reddened eyes. He cupped his palm under Zhao Jinmai's chin. At this moment, a large amount of saliva was dripping from Zhao Jinmai's open mouth. She wanted to stop the flow of saliva but was utterly unable to. With her head tilted down and her mouth gaping wide, she couldn't even swallow. Her nimble tongue lay in her mouth, appearing restless and helpless, moving slightly. The freely flowing saliva made Zhao Jinmai feel incredibly ashamed, yet she was powerless. Zhao Jinmai looked at Li Si, shaking her head slightly. Her tear-filled eyes, usually so bright, now held a plea, hoping Brother Si would let her go. The saliva flowed down like a small stream, continuously. Li Si's cupped palm quickly filled, and then he shoved the saliva back into Zhao Jinmai's little mouth. "Mmph!!! Mmph mmph mmph!!!!" Zhao Jinmai shook her head incessantly, disgusted by the taste of her own saliva. The struggle and the sound of her cry escaped. Excess saliva spilled from Li Si's fingers, and he then smeared the clear saliva onto Zhao Jinmai's face, while also wantonly caressing her collagen-rich, pretty face. "Do you know how many men privately want to get their hands on you? Your face is so damn tender." "No..." Zhao Jinmai writhed in agony. After more than an hour of torment, it wasn't just her tender mouth that was abused; the torment of her entire body was what Zhao Jinmai found most unbearable. A wooden cangue was placed on a pillar only a meter high. Zhao Jinmai, a 1.65-meter tall girl next door, had to bend her waist at almost a ninety-degree angle to be shackled by the cangue. This also forced her to keep her legs straight to maintain her balance. This meant her slender waist and fair neck had to remain in a fixed position, unable to stretch. After so long, they were already aching unbearably. She had to constantly twist her body, occasionally bending her knees, just to get a little relief. At this moment, the camera had already focused on Wang Da and Zhao Jinmai's snow-white buttocks. Wang Da pressed a button on the controller. With a mechanical clanking of chains, a strange object appeared in Wang Da's hand. It was a curved iron hook, about the size of a palm. Its smooth surface gleamed silver, looking ordinary, no different from a regular hook. However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that the very tip of the hook was not sharp and pointed, but rather had a small iron ball, about two centimeters in diameter, welded to it. In the center of the small iron ball, there was a small hole. Wang Da held the hook, caressing it like a beloved treasure, and introduced it to the camera: "The function of this thing is very simple. Next, I will use it to open the anus of our beautiful guest and clean her intestines. Please enjoy." "What... clean what intestines?? What... what are you going to do?" Although Zhao Jinmai couldn't see what was happening behind her, she could hear clearly. What did "open the anus" mean? What was "cleaning the intestines"? Just the sound of those chains rubbing together made Zhao Jinmai panic and tremble with fear. Zhao Yi and the others also crowded around, pushing a handcart to Wang Da's side. Zhao Jinmai saw that there was no one in front of her, and her field of vision suddenly widened. In the dim light, through the slightly blurred vision covered by [X_X], she saw various torture devices and training props in front of her. Zhao Jinmai became even more terrified, not knowing what would happen next. The specially made iron hook hung before Wang Da's eyes. Wang Da spread his hands, placing his palms on Zhao Jinmai's two plump buttocks, and squeezed them hard. The fleshy buttocks were squeezed by Wang Da, with flesh spilling from between his fingers. The elasticity and feel were astonishing. "Oh, they're so soft and bouncy. I wonder how good it would feel to fuck them. I have to thrust hard." Wang Da's eyes widened as he contentedly admired the perfect buttocks in his hands. "No!! What are you doing?!!" Zhao Jinmai became increasingly flustered, her small head shaking incessantly. Although Wang Da's hands were firmly gripping her entire buttocks, she could feel a slight coolness emanating from them, which made Zhao Jinmai extremely uncomfortable and extremely ashamed. The most delicate part of her body was now being seen by these detestable men and constantly played with. Zhao Jinmai cried out uneasily, her shackled legs twisting restlessly, her full buttocks shaking along with her. Clear [X_X] flowed from her shy, pale [X_X], and her plump [X_X] kept opening and closing due to Zhao Jinmai's nervousness. She wanted to clamp her legs together, but the chains on her ankles held her tightly. She then swayed her large buttocks, trying to escape Wang Da's hands, but within the limited range of movement, Zhao Jinmai's struggles not only failed to free her from Wang Da's clutches but instead further ignited Wang Da's lust. Wang Da, still holding Zhao Jinmai's two large buttocks, bent down and buried his large, fat face in Zhao Jinmai's beautiful back, senselessly sniffing Zhao Jinmai's body scent. His sparse beard scraped against her smooth, delicate skin, causing Zhao Jinmai pain. "No... please..." Zhao Jinmai endured the pain, but her buttocks couldn't be moved from Wang Da's palms. She could only beg desperately. Wang Da sniffed all the way down Zhao Jinmai's slender waist to between her two plump buttocks. Her [X_X], like a dim chrysanthemum, was clearly exposed to Wang Da's face. Upon closer inspection, many fine beads of sweat were seen enveloping it. Wang Da's hands, which were pinching her buttocks, suddenly parted them to the sides. With a scream from Zhao Jinmai, her shy, dim chrysanthemum suddenly bloomed. The wrinkled skin around the [X_X] was stretched flat by Wang Da. The entrance to the hidden chrysanthemum hole then opened into a small aperture. After blooming, the chrysanthemum was no longer dim but presented a healthy pink color, exuding tenderness everywhere. "No!! Don't touch there!! Please..." Zhao Jinmai was suddenly thrown into a panic. Zhao Jinmai, who had been in a tense state, had not dared to move recklessly, constantly keeping her chrysanthemum tightly clenched. Now, with Wang Da forcibly prying it open, Zhao Jinmai suddenly felt as if something she had held onto in her heart had also been torn apart. Shame filled her entire being. "How much do you want? I'll have someone send it over." Ju Jingyi tried to suppress her fear and asked tentatively. "Then give us five hundred million. We'll let you go when you bring it," Wang Da said. "Five hundred million?! Where am I supposed to find five hundred million?" Ju Jingyi's voice trembled, and her heart wavered. It seemed these men were determined to violate her body. What should she do? "Can't get it? Then there's nothing we can do." Wang Da chuckled, turned to turn on all the cameras, and continued, "Actually, even if you got it, you wouldn't be able to leave. After all, our show wouldn't be complete without you. Get to it!" "What? What are you doing??? Let me go!!!!" As Wang Da spoke, Li Si and Qian Er, who were holding Ju Jingyi, dragged her towards a platform. At this moment, Ju Jingyi completely panicked. She began to struggle desperately, her legs in sexy black lace stockings kicking wildly, her high heels making "clack-clack-clack" sounds on the floor. Then, Zhao Yi pressed a switch, and a large circular platform slowly rose from the ground in front of Ju Jingyi. Above the circular platform, a special iron frame was placed. This iron frame was semi-circular, like an "ᙁ", positioned at a 45-degree angle to the platform. At the very top of this semi-circle, there were three separable fixed rings: one large and two small. The large one was in the middle, and the two small ones were on the sides, about forty centimeters apart. At the bottom edges of the semi-circular frame, there were also two fixed rings. This specially shaped iron frame was the restraint device that would be used to hold Ju Jingyi. "Ah!!!! Don't do this!! Let me go!! You perverts!!!!" Amidst Ju Jingyi's screams, Li Si and Qian Er picked up the boneless, slender, and frail Ju Jingyi. Then, Zhao Yi and Sun San each grabbed one of her legs. The four of them worked together, placing Ju Jingyi behind the iron frame on the circular platform and then forcing her to sit down. "Just scream. The louder you scream, the more excited we get, hahahaha!" Sun San leered as he held Ju Jingyi's long, firm thighs, then slowly moved to her calves, and placed her ankle into the fixed ring at the bottom right of the semi-circular frame, securing it. This fixed Ju Jingyi's left leg. At the same time, her right leg was also secured in the fixed ring on the bottom left. Meanwhile, Qian Er and Li Si spread Ju Jingyi's arms to the sides and placed them into the two small fixed rings at the top sides of the semi-circular frame. Finally, they forcefully pushed Ju Jingyi's head down into the largest fixed ring at the top. In this way, Ju Jingyi was seated and restrained on the circular platform in a very humiliating position. Her arms and legs were spread out in a "Π" shape. Her wrists and head were fixed on one side, so Ju Jingyi could only move her elbows within a certain range and could no longer move otherwise. At the same time, because Ju Jingyi was forced into a seated position with her head fixed like this, she could only bend her waist, and her upper body could not move. As for Ju Jingyi's legs, after being spread into a "Π" shape, although they could move within a small range, they could no longer be brought together. This plunged Ju Jingyi's heart into an ice cellar of despair. "What are you doing!! Let me go!!! It's so uncomfortable!!" Ju Jingyi screamed desperately, her body shaking. Her slender arms moved up and down, habitually trying to lift her head, but her head was fixed by the ring. Moreover, because Ju Jingyi was forced to bend over, her bare, beautiful back was perfectly displayed for everyone to see. Her fair and smooth skin, with its elegant lines, attracted everyone's gaze. "This chick's body is truly amazing. And this little face, she's really damn beautiful after putting on makeup," Li Si said, patting Ju Jingyi's alluring little face, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Take your dirty hands off me, don't touch me!!" Although Ju Jingyi couldn't lift her head, she still turned her head to the side, her face filled with disgust and aversion. But her exquisite face was so perfect, making one more captivated the more they looked. "Oh, this chick is quite feisty. I like it." Sun San's eyes also lit up. After witnessing Anli's ruthlessness earlier, he was increasingly fond of stubborn women. The more stubborn they were, the more intense the contrast when tormenting them. "You... what exactly do you want?" Ju Jingyi felt disgusted by Sun San and Li Si's insulting words. However, after trying to struggle and finding that she couldn't break free from the cold fixed rings at all, she was forced to accept it. "Didn't we say? We're just inviting you to cooperate with us and film a show." Yang Chaoyue swallowed, her heart in a panic. This was the first time she had seen such a thick and ferocious male organ. She was so scared that she shook her head repeatedly, tears of humiliation sliding down her cheeks. She choked out, "No... please... let me go..." But Wang Da, consumed by lust, became enraged at her defiance. He glared at Yang Chaoyue and snarled, "Give me the new toy Old An developed. I'll show this bitch what happens when she disobeys me!" Soon, a man in black entered and brought a collar-like device. Wang Da nodded, and the man in black walked directly to Yang Chaoyue, placing the electronic collar around her neck. "Don't come near me... Ah!!" Yang Chaoyue struggled with all her might, pushing the man in black away. However, she hadn't recovered from the enema, and besides the lingering ache in her [X_X], her body was also weak. She was no match for such a robust man. Quickly, the black electronic collar was fastened below the chain around her neck. Yang Chaoyue's fair, slender neck was now covered by the chain and the collar. "Beep!" A clear sound rang out, and a red light illuminated on the electronic collar, indicating it was activated. With everything in place, the man in black handed the remote control to Wang Da. Wang Da took the remote, examined it carefully, and then his eyes turned cold. He snorted, "Aren't you going to come over and take my [X_X]?" But Yang Chaoyue was too busy trying to pry open the restraint around her neck to heed Wang Da's command. Her gaze towards Wang Da held not only deep grievance but also a hint of resentment. This was exactly what Wang Da expected. He knew Yang Chaoyue wouldn't comply willingly, so he unhesitatingly pressed the switch on the remote. "Ah!!! Mmm!!! What... what is this!!! Ahhhhhhh!!" Yang Chaoyue let out a strange cry, her eyes widening. Her body began to convulse uncontrollably, followed by a series of pained moans. She writhed on the ground like a slippery eel. This was because, after Wang Da pressed the switch, the powerful current from the electronic collar rapidly spread throughout Yang Chaoyue's body, subjecting her to the intense pain of a full-body electric shock. This was the latest electric shock collar developed by Anli. Its function was simple: five adjustable current levels. Level one was the lowest, emitting a continuous current that caused a tingling sensation on the skin, keeping the wearer in a state of heightened tension and unable to sleep. As the current increased, level five, the highest, delivered the strongest current the human body could tolerate. It caused the wearer to convulse uncontrollably, lose control of their bodily functions, and experience intense pain akin to burning, leading to incontinence and extreme suffering. Wang Da had activated level five, hence Yang Chaoyue's violent and agonizing reaction. However, this mode could not be sustained for long, a maximum of one minute, to avoid irreversible brain damage. "Ahhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Wang Da watched cruelly as Yang Chaoyue writhed in pain on the ground. After about ten seconds, he stopped tormenting her. However, if the wearer of the electronic collar touched another conductor, such as a person, while being shocked, the current would be diverted. In shock modes below level four, touching another person would temporarily disable the current, and neither person would be shocked. "You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! Crawl over here!" Wang Da roared. "Hoo... hoo... hoo... I'll crawl! I'll crawl... Please don't shock me anymore..." Yang Chaoyue's head was spinning from the electric shock, her nose and mouth running. Her already exhausted body felt even heavier. She was completely terrified, her voice trembling as she cried, and then she slowly crawled towards Wang Da. Wang Da stood at the maximum reach of the chain tethering Yang Chaoyue. She knelt on the ground, her fair, tender body appearing even dirtier after her thrashing. Trembling, she raised her slender arms, a flicker of struggle in her eyes, about to grasp Wang Da's [X_X]. "Zzzzt..." At that moment, Wang Da suddenly pressed the remote again, adjusting the current to level three. "Ah..." Yang Chaoyue's raised hands were immediately jolted back as she was shocked again, curling up and writhing in pain on the ground. Luo Wu then took out a needle and gently twisted it into the root of Zhao Jinmai's right thigh. The entire process was smooth. Zhao Jinmai's legs were tied in a humiliating split position, rendering her completely immobile, allowing him to operate with ease. "Hoo... hoo... hoo..." It was only after Luo Wu inserted the needle into Zhao Jinmai's thigh that the heart-wrenching pain gradually subsided, and the cramps finally stopped. Zhao Jinmai gasped for air, her pretty face slick with sweat, beads of perspiration dripping down her fair skin. Although the pain had disappeared, she was still shaken. "Master... please don't do this... this lowly slave can't bear it... no... ahhhhh!!!" Zhao Jinmai's face contorted in terror. After recovering slightly, she immediately pleaded, but Luo Wen remained unmoved. He picked up another needle, searching for a spot. Zhao Jinmai, unable to move, could only watch Luo Wen's actions with growing anxiety. "What beautiful feet. Small and delicate, fair and smooth, perfect for acupuncture." Luo Wen's gaze soon settled on Zhao Jinmai's exquisite, fair, and tender feet. He toyed with the five small toes on Zhao Jinmai's left foot. Zhao Jinmai felt a ticklish sensation and wanted to pull away, but her ankle was so stiff that even turning it was difficult. She could only weakly extend her cute, small toes, letting Luo Wen play with them. While Luo Wen was still playing with Zhao Jinmai's feet, Luo Wu took out three silver needles. He pinched Zhao Jinmai's chin and said, "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue." "Master... please... this lowly slave will be good, don't torture me anymore... ah!" Zhao Jinmai wept, shaking her head desperately. She truly couldn't bear any more of this torment; it was too terrifying, sending shivers down one's spine just to witness it. However, seeing Zhao Jinmai's vulnerable and helpless state, Luo Wu's desire intensified. He abruptly slapped Zhao Jinmai and said fiercely, "Tongue, out!" Zhao Jinmai felt the burning pain on her face and instantly sobered up. Finally, her lips trembled as she extended her delicate little tongue. "Hehehe... that's more like it." Luo Wu let out a lewd chuckle and then plunged the three silver needles into Zhao Jinmai's tongue. This time, there was no pain, but Zhao Jinmai soon discovered that her tongue was immobile, completely numb, and she couldn't feel it at all. Furthermore, with her tongue unable to move, Zhao Jinmai could no longer speak, only emitting helpless "mmph mmph mmph" sounds from her throat. And since she couldn't retract her tongue, Zhao Jinmai could only keep her mouth open. Saliva quickly began to secrete in her mouth. She tried to swallow, but found that with her tongue immobile, she couldn't perform the swallowing action no matter how hard she tried. She could only let the saliva accumulate in her mouth and then dribble down in clumps. "Mmph... mmph mmph... mmph mmph..." This effect was practically equivalent to a gag. Seeing Zhao Jinmai's increasingly moist and slippery mouth, Luo Wu, highly satisfied, inserted his finger into her mouth, then scooped up a bit of saliva and brought it to his own lips, savoring it with relish. "Mmph ah!! Ah!!" As Zhao Jinmai struggled against her numb tongue, she suddenly felt a sharp, piercing pain in her foot. Luo Wen also began his work. He first grabbed the big toe of Zhao Jinmai's left foot and inserted a needle. Then, he inserted another needle, skipping one toe. After these three needles were inserted, Zhao Jinmai felt as if her once hot and rosy foot had plunged into an ice cave. Waves of coldness spread from her foot, making the entire foot exceptionally icy. Facing this unknown situation, Zhao Jinmai's panic and fear intensified. She began to struggle desperately, but now she couldn't even move. She could only slightly twist her body. Moreover, having been bound for so long, she already felt aching pain all over her body, causing immense suffering. Luo Wen then proceeded to insert several needles into the toes of Zhao Jinmai's right foot, different toes from the left foot. At this moment, Zhao Jinmai felt her right foot become intensely hot, a completely different sensation from her left foot.