[Police Flower Bai Yanni Continues] Sun Lisha's Sex Slave Life

After an hour of initial conditioning, Han Xinxin and Yuan Yajie were in a sorry state. The continuous high-intensity stimulation left them unable to find peace. In contrast, Lü Xin and Wu Jin were full of energy. Suddenly, Wu Jin's phone received an overseas text message: "Need virgins." Wu Jin's face immediately fell: "Hey, why is this Russian guy going back on his word again? Lü Xin, it looks like we won't be able to [REDACTED] them." "Damn it, my brother's already hard, and you're telling me we can't go through with it? What do we do?" "We'll just have to sell them off. How's things at your police station?" "The station must be swamped. I've already spoken with my superiors and am preparing to head back to participate in the investigation!" "That's true, messing around like this continuously could lead to trouble. I've decided to start packing them up now. What a shame." You pack these two women and Jiang Ting first. I can't let Bi Ying go. Since we need to ensure they're virgins, the urination area isn't off-limits. Lü Xin then began to unlock Bi Ying's restraints. As Bi Ying felt the shackles loosen, she started to struggle desperately. Lü Xin didn't let her struggle for long. He grabbed a bundle of rope from a nearby table and bound Bi Ying's legs into an M-position again. He then removed Bi Ying's pantyhose and, aiming at Bi Ying's sensitive area, thrust inside without mercy. This violent penetration caused Bi Ying to cry out in pain for tens of seconds. She had never imagined that her urination area would be the first to be [REDACTED]. Due to the time constraint, Lü Xin didn't engage in further foreplay, which would have undoubtedly sent Bi Ying to heaven. Now, Bi Ying only felt endless humiliation and pain. After all, it was an untouched virgin territory. Lü Xin felt that this area was truly very tight for a virgin under 20. The [REDACTED] inside tightly embraced Lü Xin's [REDACTED]. This powerful, tender sensation quickly put Lü Xin in the zone. The continuous thrusting brought Bi Ying a sense of satisfaction beyond the pain. She gradually became moved by Lü Xin's rhythm, finding his technique to be excellent, and her body began to respond slightly. However, such [REDACTED] only intensified Bi Ying's sense of humiliation. After 15 minutes of thrusting, Lü Xin felt Bi Ying's body reacting. Bi Ying, who had been screaming desperately, gradually quieted down. Listening closely, Lü Xin noticed Bi Ying's breathing synchronized with his thrusting rhythm. Lü Xin then touched Bi Ying's un-[REDACTED] [REDACTED] and indeed found some [REDACTED]. He rubbed some onto his hand and then smeared it onto Bi Ying's breasts. "I didn't expect you to get into it so quickly just by me working my piston in you. You truly have the innate traits of a sex slave. Don't worry, once I sell you to Russia, those Russian brutes will satisfy you even more." As he spoke, Lü Xin suddenly felt his [REDACTED] tighten, knowing he was about to ejaculate. Bi Ying also sensed Lü Xin slowing down and immediately began to cry out loudly again: "Wuwuwuwuwuwu." But Lü Xin didn't care. The Russian client wanted Bi Ying to be a virgin, but there was no requirement for this area to be untouched. Lü Xin then began to whisper, and finally, his [REDACTED] ejaculated, followed by a second and a third time. Only after ejaculating a total of three times did Lü Xin gradually soften. Bi Ying felt a warmth below and knew it was Lü Xin's [REDACTED]. Not yet 20 years old, she was treated this way and tears of helplessness fell. But compared to being [REDACTED] by Lü Xin, she was more worried about being sold to Russia. Would her future be to be confined by men and [REDACTED]? While Lü Xin was [REDACTED] with Bi Ying, Wu Jin was also busy. He re-bound Han Xinxin and Yuan Yajie into a spread-eagle position and packed them into the luggage they arrived with. He then bound Jiang Ting and Huang Wenwen in the same position and packed them into the luggage as well. He then shouted to Lü Xin: "Just this Bi Ying left." "Such a beautiful body, what a shame. I'll take care of it myself." Lü Xin untied Bi Ying's leg restraints and forcibly bent her legs backward, then secured them with rope. Lü Xin gazed at her alluring feet, encased in high-quality sheer pantyhose. Lü Xin licked Bi Ying's feet, indeed smelling of youth. Finally, Lü Xin placed Bi Ying into the suitcase. In truth, Lü Xin was reluctant to let such a fine young woman go. Afterward, Lü Xin and Wu Jin parted ways. Wu Jin drove towards a pier, while Lü Xin returned to the police station, telling Sun Lisha to take a taxi home. The police station was in chaos. Yu Xia and several female officers had just returned from the crime scene when they encountered Lü Xin. Yu Xia said to Lü Xin, "You're finally here. The station is short-handed." "Didn't you see me rushing back? How was the scene?" "From what happened at the scene, the suspect clearly used some kind of knockout drug in the locker room. According to the girls who were drugged, they saw a girl slightly older than them struggling on the ground when they returned. They tried to get help and saw a man standing at the door, who then locked the door before they passed out." "This clearly indicates long-term preparation, not a crime of passion." "Exactly. We're currently reviewing surveillance footage from the past month." "I believe the suspect might have been preparing a week before the incident." "It's very likely so, because according to our investigation, the four kidnapped girls, including the one they mentioned tied up on the ground, are all among the most attractive contestants. And the woman tied up is likely Prosecutor Jiang Ting, who had previously gone missing. I believe this is a connected serial kidnapping case!" "Your analysis is very sound. Let's head to the office first. I suspect the superiors will be holding a meeting." "Alright!" With that, Yu Xia, Lü Xin, and the other female officers walked into the office. The office was bustling with activity, many people busy making calls and organizing documents. Lü Xin's colleague, Han Yue, was leading the special task force back to the scene. Based on the previously reviewed surveillance footage, a black SUV had caught Han Yue's team's attention. Lü Xin knew that SUV might be problematic, but he wasn't worried. It wasn't his SUV; this one was bought by Wu Jin from the black market, meaning it had no traceable information. Even if it were found, Wu Jin would have already completed the delivery and fled. Meanwhile, the director of the Public Security Bureau quickly convened an emergency meeting. Yu Xia happened to be sitting next to Lü Xin. He noticed Yu Xia was wearing a police skirt today, with sheer pantyhose on her legs. Her long legs paired with high heels made Lü Xin hard again. But Lü Xin didn't stare for too long before the director of the Public Security Bureau began to speak: "In these two kidnapping cases, the suspect clearly came prepared and after long-term meticulous planning. It's evident the suspect is very bold." "That also means the suspect must have left some clues. Such bold behavior is hard to do without leaving any trace," a police officer sitting opposite Lü Xin said. "But from my initial examination, the suspect left too many clues. We haven't even identified the composition of the knockout drug yet. It seems we need to review everything more carefully!" Yu Xia said. Lü Xin then chimed in: "The suspect clearly planned meticulously beforehand to be so bold. I think we should start our investigation from a month ago. It's unlikely we'll find anything new in the past week. Perhaps if we push the timeline back, we'll find something!" The iron door locking Bi Ying was opened, and two tall Russian men, also Varrick's bodyguards, unlocked the shackles binding Bi Ying's limbs with keys. Bi Ying did not resist; instead, she let the two bodyguards manhandle her. One bodyguard first grabbed Bi Ying's hands and pulled them behind her back, bending her arms to position her hands as if bound behind her. Then, the other bodyguard took out a bundle of white rope and meticulously began to tie Bi Ying's upper body. Soon, Bi Ying's hands were pressed against her back, and the rope was wrapped twice around her chest, both above and below her breasts. Under the pressure of the rope, Bi Ying's breasts were squeezed so firmly that they visibly enlarged. The two bodyguards did not tie knots but continued to use one end of the rope to loop under Bi Ying's breasts, then around her front, and tied it to the other end. Although Bi Ying was still wearing a pair of sky-blue stockings, the rope was very thick. With a slight shift of her body, the rope underneath began to rub insistently against her breasts through the stockings. Protected by the stockings, Bi Ying didn't feel extreme pain; instead, the friction between the rope and the stockings gave her a rustling sensation, and her breasts felt a slight ache, but more than that, Bi Ying felt a stimulating sensation from her breasts that gradually caused her body to respond. After the two bodyguards finished binding Bi Ying's upper body, they put a pair of black thigh-high stockings on her. Before Bi Ying could fully enjoy her freedom, her feet were encased in S&M restraint bags, which the two bodyguards pulled up to her thighs. From the outside, only the tops of Bi Ying's thigh-high stockings were visible. Then, one bodyguard bent down and forcefully tightened the drawstrings on both sides. Instantly, Bi Ying felt her legs trapped by immense pressure, completely unable to move. As the bodyguard straightened up, he couldn't resist touching Bi Ying's breasts, a gesture that startled her into crying out. However, the other bodyguard seized the moment and placed a red gag with a ball into Bi Ying's mouth from the back of her head. Having worn a gag frequently during her days in Russia, Bi Ying was no longer surprised. To Bi Ying's surprise, the two bodyguards did not take her to Varrick's room today. Instead, they carried her to the front of the villa, opened the trunk of a waiting car, and unceremoniously threw her inside. The impact hurt Bi Ying, and she let out muffled cries of protest. However, the bodyguards were unfazed, slamming the trunk shut. Although she wasn't blindfolded this time, the darkness inside was no different from being blindfolded. Bi Ying then felt the car start moving. At this moment, she remembered the four girls in similar situations who had been with her when she was first captured, all sold to private buyers or brothels. The thought terrified Bi Ying; would she also be sent to a brothel? Even after Varrick's "training," it would be better than being randomly assigned to a brothel. She was extremely scared and recalled her experiences in China, tears welling up in her eyes. To Bi Ying's surprise, the car stopped not long after it started. The trunk was opened, and the same bodyguard who had thrown her in now lifted her out. Since her eyes were not covered, Bi Ying could clearly see where she was. It appeared to be another small villa, not as luxurious as Varrick's, but still quite exquisite. The bodyguard carried her into the villa and opened a room. Bi Ying saw two men inside, but being carried, she couldn't quite make out who they were. Then, she was unceremoniously dropped onto the bed. The bodyguard left without a word. At this point, Lu Xin spoke to the bound and gagged Bi Ying, "I never thought you'd fall into my hands one day." The familiar tone made Bi Ying instinctively lift her head forcefully. She realized that the two men in front of her were the same ones who had kidnapped her before. Bi Ying finally understood the purpose of being brought here today and began shaking her head frantically, uttering sounds of refusal. Wu Jin and Lu Xin then proceeded to undress in front of Bi Ying, revealing their long penises. Bi Ying noticed that Lu Xin and Wu Jin's members were not shorter than Varrick's, and a cold sweat broke out on her forehead. This time, Lu Xin showed no mercy. He removed the gag from Bi Ying's mouth, which also brought out her saliva, much of which dripped onto her sky-blue stockings. Lu Xin then pressed his entire body onto Bi Ying. Seeing Lu Xin about to kiss her, Bi Ying desperately shook her head, trying to avoid his mouth, but it was a futile struggle. In Lu Xin's eyes, Bi Ying was just a helpless girl. Lu Xin seized the moment, aimed for Bi Ying's lips, and kissed her fiercely. Bi Ying couldn't fight off Lu Xin's mouth and reluctantly allowed his tongue to enter hers. Lu Xin was very experienced; he continuously teased Bi Ying's tongue with his own. The girl's tongue was incredibly tender and sensitive. Bi Ying only felt Lu Xin's tongue constantly licking hers. With every tease from Lu Xin, Bi Ying's body grew hotter. Lu Xin's tongue was now pressing down on Bi Ying's, and they exchanged saliva. This forceful kiss left Bi Ying feeling both ashamed and stimulated. She had dated two boyfriends before and, apart from not having sex with them, had shared many passionate kisses. However, none of them had the skill of Lu Xin. After a while, Lu Xin finally withdrew from Bi Ying's mouth, satisfied. Bi Ying's mouth was slightly agape, her eyes staring blankly at Lu Xin. Lu Xin knew that this inexperienced young girl was already aroused by his kiss. He decided to press his advantage, pressing his head against her ear and whispering, "Later, I'll untie your feet so your stockinged legs can breathe some fresh air. But you must be good. If you're good, I'll make sure you have an incredible time today. But if you're not good, you know a woman's ass can also be claimed by a man, right?" As Lu Xin spoke, his hands moved to Bi Ying's buttocks. Bi Ying understood Lu Xin's meaning and knew how terrifying the consequences of not complying could be, so she nodded obediently. Beside them, Wu Jin was pleasuring himself while watching Lu Xin's actions, silently marveling, "Lu Xin really knows how to play with women. A year of practice wasn't wasted." Lu Xin then untied the restraints binding Bi Ying's feet, and she could finally move them a little. Lu Xin then gestured for Wu Jin to come to Bi Ying's feet. Bi Ying didn't know what Lu Xin and Wu Jin were planning, but when she saw them holding their erect penises and grabbing her feet with their other hands, she immediately realized they were going to engage in [redacted]. Bi Ying's guess was correct. Gazing at her tender feet encased in sky-blue stockings, Wu Jin and Lu Xin couldn't wait any longer. Each grabbed one of her feet and began to rub their penises back and forth against the soles of her feet. Apart from a slight ticklish sensation on the soles of her feet, Bi Ying found the action disgusting. Could feet really bring men pleasure? But Bi Ying was helpless and could only hope that Lu Xin and Wu Jin would finish this disgusting act soon. However, Lu Xin and Wu Jin were clearly enjoying themselves. These tender feet, shaped beautifully from years of dancing, combined with the allure of the sky-blue stockings, made their penises hard. The back-and-forth friction stimulated their erections. After a while, Wu Jin was the first to exclaim, "I'm going to cum!" Hearing this, Bi Ying managed to lift her head slightly and saw Wu Jin's penis twitch a few times before ejaculating a large amount of [redacted] onto her left foot. In a dark and silent place, Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina were bound to a specially designed restraint frame by Lu Xin. Yuan Chuxi's hands and feet were tightly secured, leaving no room for escape. A hint of determination flickered in her eyes; despite her predicament, she tried to maintain her composure. Ekaterina, on the other hand, was wrapped layer by layer in clear plastic wrap, her body tightly bound and immobile. The transparency of the wrap revealed every inch of her skin, showcasing a state of helplessness and vulnerability. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, and beads of sweat trickled down her forehead, sliding down her cheeks and onto the white film, like silent tears. Lu Xin stood nearby, preparing various bondage tools, holding silk stockings of different colors, their delicate texture sliding through his fingertips. He unfolded a pair of black stockings and slowly approached Yuan Chuxi, preparing to place them on her wrists. Yuan Chuxi felt the touch of the stockings, her heart tightening, but she forced herself to remain calm. Lu Xin skillfully wrapped the stockings around Yuan Chuxi's wrists, forming a soft yet firm restraint. Then, Lu Xin turned to Ekaterina, his collection of bondage tools growing. He took out a pair of shiny handcuffs, lightly clamping them between his fingers, a teasing smile playing on his lips. Slowly, the handcuffs closed around Ekaterina's wrists with a crisp click. A flicker of alarm crossed Ekaterina's eyes, but she was unable to escape this delicate predicament. Lu Xin then took out a sturdy rope, looped it around the handcuffs, and connected Ekaterina's wrists to her body. Each loop of the rope firmly bound her, preventing her from moving freely. Lu Xin looked at his handiwork, a peculiar sense of satisfaction in his smile. At this moment, Lu Xin also took out a gag and approached Ekaterina's mouth. A glint of defiance and struggle flashed in Ekaterina's eyes, but in her helplessness, she could only grit her teeth and accept the restraint of the gag. The only sound in the quiet room was Ekaterina's breathing, filled with helplessness and humiliation. A peculiar atmosphere permeated the entire room, with Lu Xin's meticulous yet coldly excited demeanor during the bondage. Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina, bound as they were, struggled like helpless butterflies caught in a spider's web. Lu Xin waited quietly for someone to arrive. Before long, a figure appeared from behind the door – yes, it was Sima Wenxuan. Sima Wenxuan entered the room carrying his toolbox, and an aura of cold professionalism filled the air. His eyes revealed a familiarity with the tools in his hands, suggesting this was not his first time undertaking such a task. Lu Xin smirked and nodded at Sima Wenxuan, as if they shared a tacit understanding. The two of them walked towards Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina, who were bound to chairs, unable to resist the changes that were about to unfold. Fear and struggle flickered in Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina's eyes, but the ropes and gags rendered them speechless. Lu Xin's intention was clear: he wanted to have Yuan Chuxi surgically altered to resemble Bai Yanni and Ekaterina to resemble Anfina, as if this were a twisted work of art. Sima Wenxuan opened his toolbox and took out various surgical instruments, including scalpels and syringes commonly used in plastic surgery. He appeared calm, but his cold gaze sent a chill down one's spine. Lu Xin watched from the side, anticipating this transformation. Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina wanted to struggle, but they were bound too tightly for it to be of any use. Their bodies became even more helpless under the merciless restraint, and the fear in their eyes intensified. The fate of forced plastic surgery filled them with despair, and their inability to speak created an unspeakable oppression in the room. Sima Wenxuan began to ply his craft, knife in hand, and the plastic surgery process quietly commenced in this small room. Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina's faces would lose their original appearance in this ruthless transformation, becoming the twisted ideals in Lu Xin's mind. As the surgical knives fell, the room was filled with the faint sounds of surgery and the silent screams of the bound women. However, merely altering their faces was not enough for Lu Xin and Sima Wenxuan. Lu Xin patted Sima Wenxuan on the shoulder and said, "Brother, what about that experiment you mentioned on the phone last time, the one that enhances erogenous zones? Let's try it out. Such rare test subjects, you, a great scientist, can't let them go to waste." Sima Wenxuan replied, "Don't worry, just watch my performance." Sima Wenxuan then produced various instruments and first administered sleeping injections to Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina's arms. The dosage was not large, but the two women quickly lost consciousness. Subsequently, Sima Wenxuan injected various syringes and medications into different parts of their bodies. Lu Xin roughly counted about five or six types of drugs used and was already curious about their effects. Sima Wenxuan's continuous operations made Lu Xin feel drowsy. Two hours later, Sima Wenxuan finally said, "Done!" Lu Xin suddenly woke up, having almost fallen asleep. Lu Xin stood up from a nearby black reclining chair and asked Sima Wenxuan, "What are the effects?" "The effects are very obvious," Sima Wenxuan replied. "First, both women's physical sensitivity has reached its maximum. A gentle touch with [X] will send them into the first mode, the dazed mode. In this mode, the women will enter their own fantasies, indulging in illusory stimulation. And [X] will produce a large amount of fluid. The volume of this fluid is far greater than normal. Moreover, once they enter the [X] state, the possibility of squirting is 100%. In other words, squirting will be a common occurrence for them." Lu Xin was captivated upon hearing this. He never imagined these two playthings could be modified so miraculously. Lu Xin couldn't wait to take off his pants and try it out immediately. However, Lu Xin's primary task at the moment was to transport these two playthings to Moscow. This time, he couldn't afford another hijacking incident on the way, so he called Sima Wenxuan to prepare. After the plastic surgery, Sima Wenxuan and Lu Xin unbound Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina, allowing them some movement. However, this was not a sign of their freedom, but rather the prelude to a more twisted and cruel fate. Lu Xin chose a Japanese JK uniform for Yuan Chuxi. This uniform accentuated her slender figure, with a white shirt paired with a black school uniform, exuding an aura that was both delicate and strong. The carefully selected attire made Yuan Chuxi look like an innocent schoolgirl, a stark contrast to her original appearance. Ekaterina was dressed in a police uniform, which not only highlighted her professional identity but also accentuated her curves. The blue uniform complemented her healthy and strong physique while revealing her long legs. Lu Xin seemed satisfied with creating a mixed-genre effect in this scenario. To emphasize their sexiness, Lu Xin had Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina wear stockings of different colors. Yuan Chuxi's stockings were a deep black, exuding a mature charm; while Ekaterina's stockings were a seductive red, adding a touch of mystery and allure to her police uniform. Although their new looks were astonishing, Lu Xin's plan was not yet complete. After re-binding them, he stuffed Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina into the trunk and drove through the night towards the mansion of the Russian tycoon Valik. Upon arrival, Lu Xin released Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina from the trunk and led them to the mansion's basement. In this cold and damp place, an X-shaped torture device came into view. Lu Xin meticulously positioned them on these chains, their bodies stretched into a spread-eagle posture, unable to move freely. The basement was filled with a damp and oppressive atmosphere. Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina's bodies were bound to the X-shaped torture device, as if they were sacrifices to Lu Xin's twisted plan. Their eyes were filled with helplessness and despair, and the basement became their prison for continued torture and abuse. This scene was like a tragedy in the darkness, destined for them to play innocent and pitiable roles in this conspiracy. Bound by the X-shaped torture device, Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina's bodies were incapable of any free movement, like helpless butterflies pinned in a dark cage. Lu Xin's indifferent gaze swept over them, as if admiring his masterpiece. Lu Xin's twisted plan did not end there; he began to select various torture instruments and bondage tools, arranging them in the basement. The clinking of chains echoed in the cold space, heralding the impending torment. Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina's heartbeats seemed to quicken with the unsettling atmosphere. Lu Xin took a deep breath, savoring the silence of the basement, and began his "artistic creation." He first chose a soft whip and swung it through the air, producing a sharp whistling sound. The whip landed on Yuan Chuxi's back, and she couldn't help but let out a suppressed moan. Then, the whip moved to Ekaterina's body, her muffled moans escaping past the gag. As the whipping continued, deep marks began to appear on Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina's bodies, blood seeping out and merging with their skin. Lu Xin watched this scene with a cold gaze, as if admiring a unique performance. He continuously adjusted the force of the whip, making the torture both cruel and aesthetically pleasing. Next, Lu Xin took out a sharp small knife and slowly approached Yuan Chuxi. He lightly and precisely carved a deep wound on her skin, forming a bloody mark. On the other side, Ekaterina's forehead was also lightly traced by the knife, and blood mixed with the scent of skin permeated the basement. Lu Xin seemed immersed in a unique art exhibition, his methods cunning and cruel, turning Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina's bodies into the twisted canvas of his mind. In this pitch-black basement, blood and moans intertwined to form a terrifying and distorted painting, with the two innocent and unfortunate women as the undisputed protagonists of this art. Yuan Chuxi and Ekaterina's eyes were filled with helplessness and pain, their bodies trembling under the torture, but the gag prevented them from making any sound. Lu Xin's expression remained indifferent, as if unmoved by it all. His bondage became a cruel ritual, offering these two women's lives as tribute to his pathological fantasies. "Mmmph... no..." Gao Jinjia’s throat emitted a trapped beast's wail, her eyeballs rolling wildly upwards, trying to escape the light and the gaze. Her eyelashes trembled violently under my fingertips, like the wings of a dying moth. I didn't loosen my grip; instead, I increased the pressure, stretching her eyelids to their limit, even revealing the raw, crimson mucous membrane on the inner side of her lids. "Look down, Prosecutor Gao." I forced her head down slightly, making her gaze involuntarily focus on her lower body. What greeted the eyes was a scene of utter devastation. The thick, spiral-shaped metal plug was jammed deep within her anus. With each high-frequency vibration, every hum of the motor, a stream of murky, yellowish-brown fluid was expelled. The liquid trickled down her uncontrollably twitching inner thighs, dripping into the mire at her feet. Her vagina, overstimulated to the extreme, secreted clear arousal fluid, which mixed with the excrement. "See clearly what you've become," my voice was devoid of inflection, merely stating the facts before me. "Where is the elite of the Borowski family, so high and mighty in the courtroom? Look below, like a bitch who can't control her sphincter, leaking shit while being electrocuted." Gao Jinjia was forced to confront her most humiliating, most sordid reality. In that instant, I felt her eyeballs beneath my fingertips stop rolling upwards. Her clouded pupils contracted sharply. It was the manifestation of extreme shame piercing through physical pain. "Waaaaah—!" She let out a heart-wrenching scream, a sound that even drowned out the motor's hum. Great torrents of tears streamed from her wide-open eyes, scalding my fingers. Her body began to contort in a near-mad, unnatural twist, as if trying to curl into a ball, to gouge out her own eyes, to escape this shell that was spewing filth. But the suspension ropes and the current coursing through her body left her nowhere to flee. As her emotions collapsed, her intestines spasmed violently once more. "Pfft—" Another jet of thin, foul-smelling feces erupted from the edge of the metal plug, splattering directly onto her own calf, which was shaking from her struggles. Wu Jin stood a few steps away, his eyes glued to the spectacle. He took a deep drag from his cigarette, "Damn, this woman is completely broken. If this slutty display were filmed and sent to those people in court, imagine how exciting it would be... My own cock is about to explode." He reached inside his pants, vigorously stroking his crotch, his breathing heavy. "Boss, this method of humiliation is brilliant," Selena leaned against the wall, idly playing with the bloody surgical scissors in her hand, a mocking smile on her lips. "Her mental defenses are probably thinner than paper right now. When Sima Wenxuan's 'goods' arrive tomorrow, we can just shove them inside her, and she'll probably be wagging her tail begging us to fuck her." I released my grip. Gao Jinjia's eyelids immediately snapped shut, but her body trembled like a sieve. She no longer struggled violently, merely hung in mid-air like a puddle of mud, emitting broken, wheezing sobs from her throat. Each sob caused the nipple clamps on her chest to flash with a faint spark, triggering another round of spasms. I watched her coldly, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the tears from my fingers. Then, I casually tossed the handkerchief into the foul-smelling mire at her feet. I glanced down at the controller in my hand. The red and green indicator lights were particularly striking in the dim basement. My thumb pressed down on the main switch, pushing firmly. "Click." A crisp plastic button sound echoed. All the indicator lights instantly extinguished. The high-frequency motor hum that had filled the entire basement ceased abruptly. The faint crackling sound of electricity coursing through flesh also vanished. After a brief moment of tinnitus, the room fell into a suffocating silence, broken only by ragged, broken gasps and the dripping sound of liquid onto dry grass. Deprived of the forced support of the current, Gao Jinjia's body, arched backward from spasms, instantly lost all tension. She plummeted downwards like a heavy bag of wet sand. "Screeeech—" The pulley suspending her emitted a grating, unbearable friction sound under the sudden weight. The rough hemp ropes tied behind her back were violently yanked upwards by the sudden downward force, and a series of dull bone-popping sounds emanated from her shoulder joints. The already embedded coarse ropes tightened further, cutting through her skin, and dark red blood flowed down her pale arms, dripping rhythmically into the murky excrement below. "Ugh... huff... huff..." Gao Jinjia's head hung limply against her chest, her chin almost touching her collarbone. The large black rubber gag still held her mouth wide open, and copious amounts of saliva mixed with foam stretched into long, viscous threads from the edges of the gag, dripping onto her chest, which was covered in whip marks and cold sweat. Her eyes were half-open, pupils dilated and unfocused, staring blankly at the mire on the floor. The nipple clamps on her chest lost their electrical burn, but the previous high temperature had already left charred marks on those two delicate flesh buds. Two wires with alligator clips dangled limply with the violent rise and fall of her chest. The situation in her lower body was even worse. Although the high-frequency vibration had stopped, the thick, spiral-shaped metal plug remained jammed deep within her anus. Due to the extreme stimulation and forced dilation, her sphincter had completely lost its ability to contract. The metal base was exposed to the air, its edges still smeared with yellowish-brown filth. Her legs hung limply, the muscles of her inner thighs occasionally experiencing faint, involuntary nerve twitches. "Huh? It stopped already?" Wu Jin blinked, his bloodshot eyes filled with impatience from not seeing enough. He took a large step forward, his leather shoes sinking directly into the foul-smelling puddle, splashing a few drops of dirty water onto his suit pants. A dull thud echoed from the girl's groin. With the complete failure of her sphincter, yellowish feces mixed with urine gushed out unimpeded, instantly soiling her legs and the surgical bed beneath her. The pungent stench rapidly permeated the confined interrogation room. The other two girls watched, too terrified to even whimper. Their bodies trembled like leaves in an autumn wind, tears and snot streaking their faces. Selena frowned and took a step back, avoiding the splashing filth. "Turn on the flush valve," she nodded towards Sun Lisha. Sun Lisha immediately walked to the wall and pressed a red button. High-pressure water jets erupted from the edges of the surgical bed, flushing the excrement into a specially designed collection trough beneath the bed. The water, mixed with waste, made a rushing sound. Selena picked up two more syringes and approached the remaining two girls. Two minutes later, only three twitching bodies remained on the three beds. Their muscles had completely lost their tension, and their skin was an unnaturally pale white. The entire room was filled with the sound of water, heavy breathing, and continuous excretions. Due to their loss of control, even with the water flushing, their nether regions continued to ooze cloudy liquid intermittently. "Now, let's see the 'furniture' prototypes Hans wanted." Selena walked to the first girl's bed. She unfastened the restraints on the girl's limbs. Without the support of the straps, the girl's arms fell directly onto the iron bed with a dull thud of flesh on metal, without even a reflexive recoil. Selena grabbed the girl's right ankle and bent it forcefully upwards. There was no resistance. The girl's leg muscles were as soft as if she had no bones, her heel touching the back of her own head. A sickening crack came from the joint, but there was no expression of pain on the girl's face, only vacant eyes and a constant trickle of saliva. Selena took a black metal mold from the bottom of the cart. It was a small cubic frame, originally designed for testing extreme flexibility. She roughly folded the girl's limbs like a rag doll and then forcefully shoved her into the frame, which was only half a meter square. The girl's body was contorted into a shape that completely defied human anatomy, forming a ball. Her thighs were pressed against her chest, her arms were bound behind her back and crossed, and her neck was bent backward at an unbelievable angle, her chin almost touching her own spine. During the process of being crammed in, the girl's nether regions soiled themselves again, a stream of yellow fluid spraying onto Selena's leather gloves. Selena flicked her hand in disgust, then firmly latched the metal clasps of the frame. "Perfect." She surveyed the filled metal frame, the grotesque shape of flesh within still twitching slightly. "The bones have completely softened. Once the drug's effects are fully stabilized, we'll put her into the glass coffee table tomorrow morning. Hans will be very pleased." Sun Lisha stood a couple of steps away, looking at the girl folded within the frame. The inside of her own thighs still ached faintly. If I hadn't pleased him well this morning... I would be the one stuffed into that frame now, drooling and incontinent... She forced herself to stand straight, suppressing the churning in her stomach. "Put the other two into the molds as well," Sun Lisha heard her own voice tremble, but she had to appear cold. "Wu Jin's people will be here soon with the special anal plugs and catheters. Plug them up, don't dirty tomorrow's boxes." Selena glanced at her, a cruel smile curving her lips. "Starting to get scared already?" Selena picked up another mold. "Don't worry, as long as you're still Brother Lu's bed warmer, you can still stand here clothed." Chapter 54: The Three Girls' Human Body Home Renovation The heavy iron door screeched again as it opened. A flat-topped man in a gray jumpsuit pushed a stainless steel medical cart inside. The cart's wheels made a monotonous rumbling sound as they rolled over the tiled floor. The moment the door opened, the relatively fresh air from the corridor rushed in, only to be immediately swallowed by the strong stench of excrement and blood in the interrogation room. The man instinctively held his breath, his brows furrowed. He stopped the cart next to Selena, deliberately avoiding looking at the three girls who had completely lost their human forms. "Brother Jin sent these," the man's voice was rough and nasal, as he pinched his nose tightly. "Three large silicone anal plugs with self-locking barbs. And three Foley catheters with drainage bags." Selena glanced at the cart. Several transparent sterile packages were neatly arranged on it, the silicone instruments inside gleaming with the cold hardness of industrial products. "Why large size?" Selena raised an eyebrow. "These three are fresh catches, haven't been dilated yet." "Brother Jin said the ship schedule is too tight, no time for gradual dilation. Hans requires absolute cleanliness. Small ones won't seal properly, and if they leak shit and piss on the way, the whole shipment will be returned." The man swallowed, his gaze accidentally falling on the girl already secured in the metal frame. His face immediately turned pale. "Just force them in with lubricant. They've been drugged, their sphincters are completely useless, they won't feel pain." Selena let out a short, cold laugh. "Alright, put them down and get out." As if granted a great pardon, the man nodded repeatedly and fled, turning and quickly exiting the interrogation room. The iron door slammed shut behind him. Selena put on a pair of brand-new black rubber gloves. She walked to the cart, tore open a plastic package, and took out a transparent Foley catheter. The tip of the tube had a small balloon structure. Then, she picked up a black silicone anal plug. It was as thick as an adult's fist, its surface covered in spiral protrusions. "Come help me," Selena said to Sun Lisha, who was standing in the corner, without looking back. Sun Lisha's body stiffened. She suppressed the churning in her stomach and walked to Selena's side. "Flip over frame number one, base facing up." Sun Lisha gritted her teeth and grabbed the black metal frame with both hands. The girl inside, folded into a ball, was still drooling unconsciously. As the frame was flipped, her body was squeezed and deformed between the metal bars, emitting a teeth-grinding friction sound. Sun Lisha flipped and secured the frame, exposing the girl's buttocks and lower body directly upwards, her legs forced open to the maximum angle by the mold. Due to the muscle relaxant, the girl's anus was completely relaxed and open, stained with yellowish-brown waste. Her vaginal opening in front was also exposed without any concealment, oozing cloudy fluid. Selena picked up a bottle of industrial lubricant and roughly squeezed it around the girl's anus and vaginal opening. The transparent oil mixed with the waste, dripping down the pale skin. With her left hand, she parted the girl's flaccid labia, and with her right hand, holding the Foley catheter, she directly inserted it into the urethra. The tube advanced into the urethra without resistance. The girl's body convulsed instinctively, but quickly returned to a deathly stillness. After Selena inserted the tube to sufficient depth, she picked up a syringe and injected saline into the water injection port at the back of the catheter. The balloon at the tip expanded inside the girl's bladder, completely securing the tube. Pale yellow urine immediately flowed out through the transparent tube, dripping into the drainage bag hanging on the side of the frame. "Now for the back." Selena picked up the large barbed anal plug, which was already coated in lubricant. She aimed the tip of the plug at the girl's relaxed anus. Even though her sphincter was paralyzed, the size of the large instrument still far exceeded the tolerance limit of the undilated intestine. Selena hesitated not at all, her wrist suddenly exerting Her curses were shattered by the loss of control in her lower body. The frequency of the dildo machine suddenly increased under Lu Xin's remote control, and the intense thrusting made Bai Yanni's body convulse violently as if electrified. Her waist arched upwards uncontrollably, actively meeting the thick, oversized dildo, and a large amount of clear vaginal fluid streamed down her thighs. "You're not very convincing right now, dripping and begging for mercy," Lu Xin walked over to the apparatus, kicking its base. "Selena, get to work. Let her mother see how a 'good chair' is made." Selena stepped forward, grabbed Sun Lisha's shoulders, and dragged her up from the floor. Sun Lisha's legs were as weak as noodles; she couldn't stand. Selena hooked her arms under Sun Lisha's armpits from behind and dragged her to the metal frame. "No... don't..." Sun Lisha's hands clawed desperately at Selena's leather suit. "Mom... Mama!" Selena ignored her struggles. She forcibly pressed Sun Lisha's back against the inclined metal backrest. The cold steel tubing against her bare spine made Sun Lisha tremble all over. "Hold her down," Selena said to Lu Xin. Lu Xin walked over, placing his hands on Sun Lisha's shoulders, pressing her firmly against the frame. Selena picked up a wide black nylon strap, looped it around Sun Lisha's chest, threaded it through the metal rings on her back, and pulled it tight. "Urk!" The nylon strap tightened instantly, digging into Sun Lisha's ample breasts and securing her upper body firmly to the backrest. Breathing immediately became difficult. "Let her go! Let her go!" Bai Yanni thrashed wildly on the stainless steel platform, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes into her hair. The thrusting of the dildo machine made her words intermittent. "Lu Xin... please... I'll agree to anything... don't turn her into that thing..." "It's too late," Lu Xin said, looking at Sun Lisha's face, which was turning slightly purple from the strap. "The contract is signed. She's not your daughter anymore; she's merchandise ordered by Mr. Hans." Selena crouched down and began to work on Sun Lisha's legs. As a "chair," the human body must be positioned for sitting. Selena grabbed Sun Lisha's right leg and forcibly bent her knee to an extreme acute angle, her calf almost touching the back of her thigh. "Ah—!" Sun Lisha screamed. The muscles in her inner thigh were stretched to their limit, and her joints made a dangerous "crackling" sound. Selena expressionlessly used a second nylon strap to bind her folded right leg tightly to the steel tube on the side of the base. Then came the left leg. With her legs forcibly bent outwards and secured, Sun Lisha's lower body was completely exposed to the air. The catheter in her urethra and the hollow dilator in her anus shifted within her body as her posture changed, causing unbearable tearing sensations. "It hurts so much... Mama... help me..." Sun Lisha's head lolled weakly to the side, tears and snot mixing. Selena picked up the last two metal pressure bars, each equipped with a hydraulic piston. "Heh heh... haha..." A hoarse laugh echoed from the corner, breaking the soundscape of the processing room, which had only been filled with the whirring of machinery and heavy panting. Gao Jie lay sprawled on the cold tiles like a discarded rag. Her legs were spread open without dignity, her inner thighs and buttocks covered in red marks from Lu Xin's earlier rough handling. Her anus was a horrific sight, its crudely torn edges rolled outwards, a murky mixture of semen and intestinal fluid slowly trickling down her buttocks to the floor. Deep within her abdomen, the cryo-locking device continued to emit a bone-chilling cold, numbing most of the nerves in her lower body, leaving only pure, dull pain and a heavy, distended sensation. Her vision was blurred, but she stared intently at Sun Lisha, who was fixed to the metal frame a few meters away. Gao Jie let out a wheezing, miserable laugh. The sound was grating, like fingernails on glass. There were no tears in her eyes; they had dried up the moment the locking device was implanted. She watched the seventeen-year-old girl being folded into an inhuman posture, saw the thick excretion tube and the massive anal plug. She saw herself from a few hours ago – the self that had her body forcibly stretched open, foreign objects inserted, her last human dignity completely stripped away. "Haha... it's all the same... we all end up like this..." Gao Jie's body twitched slightly with her laughter. Every movement brought a piercing pain from her torn anus and the internal locking device, but she seemed to feel it no longer. Lu Xin released his hands from Sun Lisha's shoulders and turned his head. He looked at Gao Jie in the corner, like a puddle of mud, and listened to the piercing laughter. "Selena," Lu Xin said, pointing to another idle heavy-duty dildo machine. "Push that one over." Selena stopped what she was doing. She put down the two hydraulic pressure bars, walked to the wall, and gripped the handle of the industrial-grade dildo machine, which was a size larger than the standard model. This machine was originally used to test the pressure resistance of furniture materials. "Attach the thickest silicone head," Lu Xin walked up to Gao Jie, looking down at her. "Since His Honor the Judge still has the energy to laugh, let's give her a little more spirit." Selena retrieved a black silicone dildo from the toolbox, its tip covered in raised nodules. It was more than twice the size of a normal penis. She skillfully attached it to the machine's metal piston. The sound of heavy casters rolling on the tiles filled the air. Selena pushed the dildo machine between Gao Jie's spread legs. Gao Jie's laughter abruptly stopped. She watched the black behemoth approach, and primal fear finally pierced through the numbness of despair. She tried to shrink back, but the torture she had endured had exhausted all her strength, and her body could only weakly drag itself across the floor.