Slave Logistics Inc.

Head Brother and Xiao Xin retreated behind the door again, clutching the stockings they had just re-soaked in anesthetic. When the door opened, the two hiding in the darkness didn't rush out immediately. Once they confirmed both "meat goods" were back, Head Brother felt at ease and gestured for Xiao Xin to get ready. A woman in a Japanese JK sailor uniform muttered, "I've called Jiang Yu several times and she didn't pick up. So she was asleep." The other "meat good" was a head taller than the sailor-suited one, easily over 1.7 meters tall. When she turned on the light, Head Brother and Xiao Xin saw her long legs in flesh-colored stockings and their mouths watered. Both reeked of alcohol, especially the long-legged one, who collapsed onto the sofa, mumbling incoherently. Seeing her completely drunk, the sailor-suited one didn't pay her any mind. After putting down her bag, she went into the bathroom. Head Brother heard the sound of showering from the bathroom and then led Xiao Xin out of the shadows. Without hesitation, and out of caution, they covered the long-legged "meat good's" mouth and nose with the anesthetic-soaked stockings, ensuring she wouldn't wake up anytime soon. Just as the two were preparing to roughly bind the long-legged "meat good" and carry her into the bedroom, a muffled thud came from the bedroom, as if someone had jumped hard on the bed. "Not good!" Head Brother's heart sank. It seemed Jiang Yu had woken up and realized her roommate was back, sending out a distress signal! The "meat good" in the bathroom had clearly heard the noise from the bedroom. She turned off the faucet and called out, "Yi Di, what's wrong? Did you fall?" Head Brother gave Xiao Xin a look, signaling him to deal with Jiang Yu. Xiao Xin immediately tiptoed into the bedroom and soon there was no more sound. Seeing no response, the "meat good" in the bathroom probably assumed that Fang Yi Di on the sofa had simply drunk too much and fallen off. She resumed her shower. Head Brother quickly slipped into the bedroom to check. Fortunately, Xiao Xin had managed to knock Jiang Yu out with the anesthetic in time. Head Brother felt a pang of regret. How could he have forgotten everything after only two years in retirement? Not cautious at all! Was coming out of retirement again really the right choice? But now was not the time to dwell on such thoughts. After all, there was still one "meat good" in the house not under control. He instructed Xiao Xin to move Fang Yi Di from the sofa into the bedroom, while he went to handle Yang Xiaotong, who was showering. Head Brother sat by the bathroom door, waiting for the last "meat good" to emerge. "Now is not the time for idle thoughts. Let's get this job done first." After waiting for less than five minutes, the bathroom door opened. Yang Xiaotong was naked, wrapped only in a large bath towel after her shower. Head Brother gave Yang Xiaotong no chance to notice him. As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, he immediately covered her mouth and nose with a stocking. Yang Xiaotong inhaled the anesthetic continuously as she struggled, and soon, she slumped into Head Brother's arms. Once Head Brother confirmed Yang Xiaotong was indeed unconscious, he removed her towel, picked her up, and carried her into the bedroom. Although it was around three in the morning and the neighbors were asleep, for safety's sake, and to avoid attracting suspicion from anyone outside who might notice the lights on in this apartment so late, Head Brother and Xiao Xin still operated with two desk lamps. They piled the collected stockings and panties onto the bed. These items were worth more than the "meat goods'" savings. They quickened their pace, as they still had to visit the four "meat goods" who had just returned next door. Since Yang Xiaotong was naked, they started with her. As Yang Xiaotong had Brother Tou sat naked on the sofa, admiring the bodies of Wang Siqi and her daughter Wang Wenwen while munching on honey chocolate. This was a special recipe discovered in the Mediterranean region during the company’s European study tour. There, colleagues would eat a piece of this specially made honey chocolate after playing to restore their strength and energy—it was a favorite among the company’s field staff and the Training Department. Sure enough, Big Boss’s massive cock grew hard again. He stood up, walked over, untied Wang Siqi’s ropes, and prepared to set her down. Wang Siqi looked at Big Boss’s massive cock and thought to herself, “Just how much stamina does this man have?” But at least she could finally relax for a moment. The Boss set Wang Siqi down and untied the restraints from her legs. Her legs had lost all sensation from being folded and bound for so long, so she collapsed onto the floor, unable to move. The Boss picked up Wang Siqi and carried her into the bathroom, where the bathwater was already running. He lowered her into the tub and then stepped in himself. The bathtub, which had barely been big enough for one person, suddenly felt a bit cramped. The Boss held Wang Siqi in his arms, gently caressing every inch of her skin. Wang Siqi had no strength left; she obediently leaned against Head Brother’s chest to rest. Since Head Brother hadn’t removed the mouth gag from her mouth, Wang Siqi’s saliva continued to flow unchecked, soaking Head Brother’s chest. Tou Ge showed not the slightest displeasure. He carefully removed the gag from Wang Siqi’s mouth. Wang Siqi had intended to scream for help the moment her mouth was free, but she had severely underestimated the gag’s potency—her jaw was numb, making it difficult even to move it slightly. Brother Tou kneaded Wang Siqi’s breasts and whispered, “Were you just about to scream for help now that your mouth was free?” Wang Siqi’s eyes were filled with terror, and she quickly shook her head in denial. Brother Tou had kidnapped hundreds of women in his career—how could he not know what they were thinking? He threatened, “The two office ladies living next door to you have both been taken by us. We’re currently playing with them until they’re on the verge of death. Even if you manage to attract attention to save you and your daughter, don’t forget—your daughter is right out there. .......” Wang Siqi shook her head frantically and pleaded, “Please, don’t hurt my daughter. I’ll do anything you ask.” Head Brother pointed to his chest, still wet with Wang Siqi’s saliva, and said, “Then lick this clean first.” Then he pressed Wang Siqi’s head down, forcing her to get to work. Wang Siqi dared not delay and immediately began licking Head Brother’s chest, while Head Brother continued washing her body. After washing Wang Siqi, Head Brother laid her down on a large bath towel spread out on the floor. He went out to fetch a large bottle of mineral water, picked Wang Siqi up, and said to her, “ “I’ve been playing with you for so long without letting you have a single sip of water. Now I’m going to make you drink a lot all at once. Come on, drink the whole bottle of mineral water.” With that, he shoved the bottle directly into Wang Siqi’s mouth and forced her to drink. There was no way Wang Siqi could drink that much water. Her body was already full of urine from being played with by Brother Tou, and she hadn’t had a chance to relieve herself yet—now she was expected to drink all this water? So she shook her head to shake him off, refusing to drink. The Boss suddenly grabbed her face and said viciously, “You won’t drink it, huh? Then I’ll pour the rest of the water up your daughter’s ass—give her an enema! Then I’ll record the whole thing and post it online. How many people do you think will like your daughter’s ‘spectacular performance’?” The moment Wang Siqi heard that Head Brother was going to harm her daughter, she quickly took the bottle into her mouth and began drinking. Enduring the swelling in her abdomen, Wang Siqi drank nearly a liter of mineral water. Brother Tou fetched the mouth gag and prepared to put it back on Wang Siqi. By this point, she was struggling to endure the swelling in her abdomen and didn’t even have the strength to speak. Brother Tou easily secured the gag around her mouth, then helped her to her feet. Only then did Wang Siqi notice the setup Head Brother had arranged in the bathroom. He had placed a chair on either side of the toilet. He lifted Wang Siqi and had her place her feet on the chairs on either side, then crouched down so that the opening below aligned perfectly with the toilet. Wang Siqi knew he wanted her to urinate in this position. She was so ashamed she wanted to die right there—she’d already been toyed with by Brother Tou, and now she was being forced to urinate in front of him! It was utterly humiliating. But the real humiliation was yet to come: Brother Tou actually carried his own daughter in, and watched her while soaking in the bathtub!! Brother Tou had stripped the white stockings from Wang Wenwen’s legs. Now, just like her mother, Wang Wenwen was naked, held in Brother Tou’s arms as they soaked in the bath. She couldn’t believe her eyes—her own mother was crouching over the toilet, completely naked! “Your mom drank a lot of water just now, so she’ll be going soon,” Brother Tou whistled, continuing to fondle Wang Wenwen. Mother and daughter looked at each other, both shedding tears of anguish. Wang Siqi fought desperately to hold back the urge to urinate. She was determined not to lose her composure in front of her daughter under any circumstances. But when she saw Head Brother holding her daughter and smiling at her, her resolve weakened. She didn’t know what Head Brother might do to harm her child if she defied him—she dared not even imagine it. Just as she let her guard down, a stream of urine gushed out and splashed into the toilet. The Boss whistled excitedly, then pressed down on Wang Wenwen’s head, forcing her to open her eyes and watch her mother’s performance with her own eyes. After Wang Siqi finished her “performance,” her body swayed weakly. Fortunately, the Boss caught her in time, preventing her from falling. He set her down on the floor, where she watched as he wiped her daughter clean and carried her out, leaving her alone on the bathroom floor, weeping. Wang Wenwen, carried out by Brother Tou, was taken into the bedroom. The little girl was already terrified of him, and he handled her just like a toy doll. Tou Ge untied her gag and pulled two pairs of original-flavor white stockings—swollen with saliva—from Wang Wenwen’s overloaded little mouth, tossing them into a small basin. Then Head Brother began feeding her water as well, though this bottle contained a normal amount. Although Wang Wenwen had just witnessed her mother’s urination performance, she didn’t know how the water Head Brother was feeding her was related to what would happen next, so she obediently drank it all down. After she finished drinking, Brother Tou brought over two new pairs of white stockings and stuffed them bit by bit into Wang Wenwen’s mouth. Wang Wenwen’s little mouth had only been free for a few minutes before it was about to be stuffed again. Naturally, she wasn’t happy about it, but when Brother Tou gave her beautiful butt a squeeze, she obediently opened her mouth and let him stuff the stockings inside. Fortunately, this time Brother Tou didn’t use a gag; instead, he sealed Wang Wenwen’s mouth with white duct tape. Poor Wang Wenwen—her mouth couldn’t close completely due to the strain, so Brother Tou wrapped the tape tightly around it several times, distorting her entire face. Then the Boss put a pair of new white stockings on Wang Wenwen and bound her legs just as he had done to her mother earlier—that is, her calves and thighs were tied together so they couldn’t be separated. leaving Wang Wenwen no choice but to squat on her tiptoes. Brother Tou hoisted her up with a rope, which made her slightly more comfortable—though the primary purpose was to keep her squatting in place, unable to move, to facilitate his upcoming training. Brother Tou placed a small basin beneath Wang Wenwen as she crouched. Inside, in addition to the two pairs of "original flavor" stockings he’d taken from her mouth, he added four more pairs of white stockings, laying them all out neatly in the basin. Only then did Wang Wenwen realize Brother Tou’s intention behind giving her water—he wanted to use her to create special stockings! And it was highly likely that these stockings were meant to be stuffed into her own mouth and her mother’s! Wang Wenwen blushed and kept wriggling to try to escape, but since she was suspended by ropes, she could only move within a limited range and had absolutely no way of getting away. The young man, appearing quite experienced, first removed Gu Xinyue's high heels. With her bare feet on the ground, Gu Xinyue could no longer create the metallic clanging sound to call for help. The young man didn't stop there; he also stripped off Gu Xinyue's suit skirt. Gu Xinyue was left with only black pantyhose on her lower body, her white underwear faintly visible beneath. Gu Xinyue, who had just been trying to pry away the hands covering her mouth, immediately brought her hands down to shield her private parts. The leader took a pair of clean, new silk stockings from his backpack and stuffed them into Gu Xinyue's mouth, leaving her no chance to cry for help. After stuffing in one pair, the leader saw there was still space in Gu Xinyue's mouth and took out another pair of silk stockings, forcing them in. Gu Xinyue's tongue was pressed down tightly, and as the silk stockings became wet with her saliva, they swelled, filling her mouth completely. Her cheeks even began to ache, but the leader was still not satisfied. He felt there was still room in Gu Xinyue's mouth and, disregarding her reactions, forced in yet another pair of silk stockings. Gu Xinyue's mouth was now stuffed with three pairs of silk stockings. At this point, not only could she not call for help, but she couldn't even move her tongue easily. Only then did Shanzi release his hand from Gu Xinyue's mouth and begin to wrap her mouth with tape. Because her mouth was stuffed full of silk stockings, Gu Xinyue couldn't close her lips. Shanzi didn't care and started wrapping directly with tape. The effect was that Gu Xinyue's face became distorted, stretched long and thin, and she even squeezed out tears. At the same time, the leader and Boss Xin began to bind Gu Xinyue's beautiful, stocking-clad legs and upper body. Time was short, so they couldn't bind Gu Xinyue meticulously. The leader and Boss Xin directly used tape to bind Gu Xinyue. The two of them wrapped Gu Xinyue into a silver tape mummy, leaving only her feet and head exposed. "Good, let's pack her up and retreat." Boss Xin took out a small black woven bag and unfolded it. The leader and Shanzi then folded Gu Xinyue into a ball of flesh, her calves pressed against her thighs, her knees against her chest, and then they wrapped her body again and again with tape. The tape was wrapped tighter and tighter, almost to the point of bundling Gu Xinyue into a small ball, before the leader and Shanzi stopped. Finally, Gu Xinyue's eyes, as her vision gradually dimmed, lost all possibility of freedom. Her desperate muffled cries were also packed into the woven bag with her. The group, carrying the woven bag containing Gu Xinyue, returned to the van. However, they didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, they waited for the large truck delivering the desks and chairs to leave, and then they followed behind it. After returning to the company, they discussed what to do next. They hadn't contacted the company boss, nor had they even told the boss that they were going to avenge his daughter. This was the leader's idea. After all, they couldn't guarantee that the boss wouldn't betray them after they succeeded. As long as Gu Xinyue disappeared, the boss would think they did it, and there would be no concrete evidence. Boss Xin hadn't contacted a buyer yet. They simply didn't have the connections for such a dangerous transaction; it required discreet contact. "Keeping this woman here is relatively safe. The information we've received is that the police are investigating the delivery company personnel. It seems our disguise has been effective. The next step is to contact a buyer. We'll go to the countryside tomorrow; they often have a habit of buying women from outside. Hopefully, we can find a human trafficker there," Boss Xin said. Boss Xin and Old Chen would go to contact the buyer tomorrow. The leader and Shanzi would stay behind to watch Gu Xinyue. After Gu Xinyue was brought back, the leader and Shanzi re-bound her. This time, they stripped Gu Xinyue naked and were able to bind her meticulously. They tied Gu Xinyue's hands and feet with rope, then hung her upside down. With her mouth free from the silk stockings, Gu Xinyue desperately pleaded with the leader and Shanzi to let her go. Although the leader and Shanzi felt a pang of sympathy, they hardened their hearts to complete this transaction. The two of them took the black stockings and white underwear they had stripped from Gu Xinyue and stuffed them all into Gu Xinyue's mouth, then taped it shut. Boss Xin and Old Chen were gone for three days with no news. However, the leader and Shanzi, who were guarding the place, were not bored. They quickly began to treat Gu Xinyue as a toy and had a great time. Gu Xinyue had been hanging upside down all day. As evening approached, Shanzi prepared to take her down and change her position to "four hooves spread" to prevent escape. As he untied the rope, Shanzi noticed wet marks on Gu Xinyue's body. He sniffed carefully and realized it was urine! Gu Xinyue had urinated all over herself! To be so undignified in front of a man, Gu Xinyue wished she could fall and die. Shanzi had already been losing patience watching Gu Xinyue, and now he had to clean her body. Shanzi's patience wore even thinner. He took some paper and perfunctorily wiped Gu Xinyue's body. As he was wiping Gu Xinyue's lower opening, he suddenly had a new idea. He inserted his finger into Gu Xinyue's opening. After all, Boss Xin hadn't forbidden them from touching her. After some exploration, Shanzi discovered that Gu Xinyue was not a virgin. It seemed her private life was quite active. After wiping her, Shanzi didn't leave, nor did he untie Gu Xinyue and let her down. He just stood there quietly, looking at Gu Xinyue's body. These few men had started from scratch, worked tirelessly, and still saw little hope. Gu Xinyue was their hope. After she was kidnapped, the boss signed a contract with the logistics company. After getting this order, the company was revived and got back on track. Now, all they had to do was sell her. But before selling her... "I haven't touched a woman yet..." Shanzi thought. He didn't have a girlfriend and usually only watched adult films to relieve himself. Now, there was a beautiful body right in front of him... Shanzi took off his clothes, revealing his long, hard erection. Gu Xinyue screamed in terror. She had expected to be toyed with, but in this position, she felt she would die. She cried out, hoping Shanzi would let her down. But Shanzi couldn't understand. It was his first time, and he only knew he had to insert his erection and move back and forth. "Mmmph!" Shanzi's hot erection thrust into Gu Xinyue's opening, and he began to pump. Gu Xinyue, who had been hanging upside down all day, already had blood rushing to her head. Now, with Shanzi's torment, her vision swam, and she felt nauseous. Shanzi continued to pump, recalling the techniques he had learned from adult films. Although it was his first time, he persisted for nearly twenty minutes before ejaculating inside Gu Xinyue! Although his erection was still hard, and he wanted to go again, it was his first time, and the skin on his erection had actually torn. Breathing heavily, Shanzi finally let Gu Xinyue down. Looking at the opening dripping with white fluid, Shanzi exclaimed, "It felt so good, so comfortable, so incredibly comfortable..." The leader arrived at some point. "Brother Shan is quite capable, f**king her while standing. Oh, why is it torn?" the leader teased. "It was amazing. Although it was my first time, the feeling of my body floating... how can I describe it? You'll know when you experience it yourself." Shanzi knew the leader harbored some resentment towards women. His stepmother had always abused him, and the girlfriend he finally found had left him for a rich man. Moreover, the company's recent problems had put a lot of pressure on the leader. Shanzi hoped the leader could also vent. Shanzi expected the leader to hesitate, but to his surprise, he quickly took off his clothes and pressed down on Gu Xinyue, beginning to thrust. The leader knew in his heart that kidnapping a woman and then selling her was a capital offense. So why not enjoy himself before facing the consequences? It was indeed very enjoyable. During his thrusting, the leader personally felt that sensation of his body floating. However, when he kissed Gu Xinyue's face, why was there a strange smell? "Ah, right, Leader, I forgot to tell you. This slut just peed all over herself, and it's all over her face..." Brother Tou wore a black suit and carried a briefcase, while Wang Siqi was in a black suit skirt, her legs clad in thick black stockings. Their "daughter," Wang Wenwen, dressed in a white dress, white stockings, and white open-toed shoes, with a pink backpack, appeared to be their child to passersby. The trio arrived precisely at 5:50 PM, just as their "package," Lin Mengyu, also arrived. They followed Lin Mengyu at a leisurely pace. The "package" didn't notice anything amiss, and they entered her floor behind her. The apartment complex had advanced facilities; the elevators required card access. Lin Mengyu entered first, swiped her card, and pressed the button for her floor, the fifth. The man behind her, who didn't seem to be a resident, asked Lin Mengyu to swipe him in, claiming he was visiting a friend. Despite the man's well-dressed and seemingly harmless appearance, Lin Mengyu refused. The man reluctantly stepped out and called his friend. Only Lin Mengyu and a mother-daughter pair remained in the elevator. The pair didn't press any buttons, suggesting they lived on the same floor. Lin Mengyu felt no particular apprehension towards women, but for some reason, the mother and daughter kept staring at her. Upon reaching the fifth floor, Lin Mengyu moved towards the elevator doors. A sense of unease washed over her, and she wanted to get away from the mother and daughter quickly. As the elevator doors opened, someone was already standing outside. Lin Mengyu looked up and saw the man who had been refused entry earlier. He was panting heavily, as if he had just run up five flights of stairs. While Lin Mengyu was still stunned, she was suddenly pushed from behind. Losing her balance, she stumbled into the man's arms. He held her, and a dagger appeared in his hand, pressed against her throat. "Hmph, you made me run five floors to catch you. Now you've finally fallen into my hands." Lin Mengyu's bag was snatched away. She looked closely and realized it was the mother and daughter from the elevator. The woman rummaged through Lin Mengyu's bag, found her keys, and expertly located her apartment. They entered the apartment, and Lin Mengyu was shoved inside by the man. Once inside, Lin Mengyu saw the mother and daughter ransacking the place. Assuming they were burglars, she calmed down. "My money is in my passbook; I don't have much cash." Lin Mengyu cooperatively provided the information she thought was important. "These foolish women," Brother Tou thought, "how do they not realize that they themselves are the most valuable merchandise?" However, Brother Tou didn't reveal his thoughts. He pointed to the sofa, gesturing for Lin Mengyu to lie down, and pulled a bundle of rope from his briefcase. Lin Mengyu knew that being tied up was part of the robbers' routine and complied, lying down on the sofa. Lin Mengyu was wearing a sleeveless black dress, her trench coat having been removed and discarded by Brother Tou. Her legs were clad in dark red stockings. Brother Tou began by binding Lin Mengyu's hands. He used white medical tape to bind her hands together into a large fist, then wrapped them securely. Her arms were pulled tightly behind her back, forming a W shape. This mission emphasized speed, so Brother Tou used only tape for the binding. He then proceeded to tape Lin Mengyu's upper body, tightly wrapping her arms to her torso. Now, Lin Mengyu couldn't move her hands or fingers, let alone lift her upper body. Lin Mengyu wasn't too worried about Brother Tou's restraints, still believing he was only after her money. She thought the tight binding was just to prevent her escape. But when she saw the mother and daughter robbers only collecting her stockings, underwear, and high heels, she felt something was wrong. These items weren't valuable, so why were they collecting them? As she pondered the female robbers' actions, she felt a chill on her legs. Brother Tou had pulled off her red stockings. "What is he doing?!" Lin Mengyu thought he was going to assault her and started to shout. But Brother Tou was quick, shoving the stocking into her mouth. Lin Mengyu desperately tried to push it out with her tongue, but her strength was no match for Brother Tou's. The stocking was slowly pushed further in. In her panic, Lin Mengyu instinctively bit Brother Tou's finger! Fortunately, Brother Tou pulled his finger back quickly, though it was scratched. His anger flared, and he slapped Lin Mengyu's buttocks several times, telling her to behave. Brother Tou's force was considerable. Seeing that she had angered the robber, Lin Mengyu dared not move again. Brother Tou then removed Lin Mengyu's underwear. Lin Mengyu became uneasy, guessing that the underwear was also meant to be stuffed into her mouth. As expected, Brother Tou balled up the underwear, pinched Lin Mengyu's face, and began to stuff it in. Since he couldn't touch this "package" himself, he felt he could be rough, as long as he didn't injure her. Brother Tou pinched Lin Mengyu's face and forced the underwear into her mouth, stretching her cheeks into an O-shape, unable to close her mouth. However, Brother Tou's anger had not subsided. He went into the bathroom to search and found two pairs of Lin Mengyu's unwashed stockings in the laundry basket. He took them out and threw them in front of Lin Mengyu, then retrieved two more from the pile of stockings collected by Wang Siqi and Wang Wenwen. Lin Mengyu finally felt fear. She knew she had angered the robbers, and they were going to be harsh. She twisted her body to avoid them, but Brother Tou held her head down. He picked up another pair of stockings, still "original scent," and continued to stuff them into Lin Mengyu's mouth! Lin Mengyu's mouth had no more room, but Brother Tou didn't stop, forcing the second pair of stockings halfway in. Seeing that it was impossible, Brother Tou finally stopped and used a new pair of stockings to gag Lin Mengyu's mouth, restricting the stuffing within. The last pair of "original scent" stockings was placed over Lin Mengyu's head by Brother Tou. He had initially intended to put Wang Wenwen's underwear and Wang Siqi's high heels on Lin Mengyu as well, but fearing an accident since he still had to pack her into a suitcase and drive to Binhai City, he abandoned the idea. Brother Tou put another new pair of stockings on Lin Mengyu and then used tape to bind her legs together, not even sparing her feet, wrapping all the way up to her thighs. To fit Lin Mengyu into the suitcase, Brother Tou bent her legs, folding her lower legs and thighs until her thighs pressed against her breasts. She was folded into three sections, and then the remaining tape was used to wrap Lin Mengyu into a white ball of flesh! At this point, Lin Mengyu finally realized that the three people in front of her had their target: herself! Her body! But it was too late for regret. Wang Siqi found the largest suitcase in Lin Mengyu's apartment and handed it to Brother Tou. Brother Tou picked up the "meatball" Lin Mengyu and placed her inside the suitcase, filling the empty spaces with her own stockings and underwear before closing it. Lin Mengyu was left in the darkness of the suitcase, sobbing... "Esteemed guests, our auction is about to commence. We will now activate the signal jammer. Today, we have a total of seventy-two lots, divided into the first and second halves. Due to the large number of items, most will be sold under a time limit of twenty minutes. If bidding continues after the time limit, it will proceed without restriction. Please prepare yourselves, as the first lot is about to enter!" A host, dressed in a tuxedo and wearing a clown mask, announced the start of the auction and provided essential information. Before Mr. Xin could ask any questions, Clarkson took the initiative to explain: "Before the auction begins, the organizers assess the 'meat goods' being presented. Generally, the better 'meat goods' are saved for the second half, while the first half is used to quickly showcase the more ordinary ones. If they sell, great. If not, they are returned to the 'slave hunters' who submitted them, after the time limit expires. Of course, a handling fee will still be charged to the 'slave hunter'." Mr. Xin then checked the roster. It didn't indicate whether the lots were in the first or second half, only assigning a number to each 'meat good'. Fortunately, the five 'meat goods' Mr. Xin had submitted were all towards the end of the list. The one with the highest number was the "fiery" 'meat good', ranked sixty-first, and the one with the smallest number was thirty-ninth. At this moment, the first lot was brought in. The roster indicated it was a 'meat good' from Brazil, a South American country. It was evident that this 'meat good' had mixed heritage, possessing the fiery physique typical of South American 'meat goods'. She was positioned by the staff in an 'X' shape, bound to an X-shaped wooden frame, her body fully exposed to the bidders. Her limbs and torso were secured to the frame with multiple restraints, allowing her to do little more than wiggle her exquisite hips. The audience below seemed to have lost interest in the introduction, staring blankly at her. "Now, for the first lot, let the bidding begin!" As the host's announcement echoed, a bidder in the audience immediately shouted out a price, and other interested parties joined in the bidding. Observing the lively scene below, Mr. Xin felt the auction's order was questionable. If, as Clarkson had suggested, the lots were strictly sorted by quality, how could the first 'meat good' still command a bid of, well, two hundred thousand dollars? Clarkson, watching Mr. Xin's expression, was ready to answer any questions. "Hey, Mr. Xin, this cruise ship we're on isn't going to sail for a week or two right after setting sail. It's too easy to attract unwanted attention. So, many 'slave hunters' and wealthy patrons board only a day or two before the auction. The organizers don't have much time to meticulously assess every 'meat good'. Therefore, only those that are immediately obvious or can be quickly identified as high-caliber are placed in the later sections. The earlier lots are generally numbered according to their arrival order. This first 'meat good' was likely a lucky coincidence, and her quality is decent. Otherwise, in past auctions, the first ten lots would typically go unsold. Take a closer look; this 'meat good' doesn't even have a starting bid or minimum increment set." So that's how it was. The first 'meat good' was ultimately purchased for three hundred and ten thousand dollars by a bidder from the first floor. That 'meat good' was then escorted off the stage from the other side. As Clarkson predicted, the subsequent lots, starting from the second, began to go unsold, with several receiving no bids at all. They were all wheeled back the way they came. To be fair, the quality of these unsold 'meat goods' was indeed very ordinary, likely submitted by 'slave hunters' hoping for a stroke of luck. It was now lot thirteen. So far, only one item had been sold. This thirteenth lot was also of ordinary quality, yet there was a bid – a mere ten thousand dollars. Mr. Xin was surprised. He located the bidder's position, which was in a private box on the second floor. "Do these 'slave hunters' have so much spare cash they're burning a hole in their pockets?" Mr. Xin couldn't quite understand why they would waste money on such an ordinary 'meat good'. "This person is likely the 'slave hunter' who submitted this 'meat good'. The handling fee for an unsold lot is usually around fifty thousand dollars. If they lacked confidence, they might as well bid a low price themselves. Since it won't sell anyway, they can minimize their losses." "Ten thousand dollars. Are there any other friends who wish to bid higher? Ten thousand dollars, first call. Ten thousand dollars, second call. Ten thousand dollars, third call. Sold!" The host, understanding the situation, called the bids without hesitation, and the gavel fell quickly. The following few lots continued to go unsold until lot twenty-three. This lot broke the deadlock. It was a Japanese JK, dressed in the classic blue and white sailor uniform, with black socks but no shoes. She was bound in a spread-eagle position, kneeling on the floor, placed on a small rotating platform, displaying herself to the audience in a 360-degree turn. "This is a genuine Japanese JK, and she's an intern in an idol group, with decent singing and dancing skills. Our expert appraisers have confirmed that her breasts have the potential for further growth!" A stir went through the audience. Some spectators seated closer to the stage even stood up and moved towards it, wanting a closer look. However, the ushers quickly and "politely" guided them back to their seats. "For the twenty-third auction lot, the starting bid is seventy thousand dollars, with an increment of five thousand dollars. Let the bidding commence!" This item was even more popular than the first, and it had a set starting bid. Clearly, from this lot onwards, they were dealing with good quality goods. "Seventy-five thousand dollars, eighty thousand dollars, eighty-five thousand dollars..." Despite numerous bidders, the host, clearly well-trained, could instantly identify each person raising a paddle. The twenty-minute mark was approaching, but the bidding had not ended. The current price had reached nearly four hundred thousand dollars. Even a slightly inebriated Mr. Shan had raised his paddle once, and Mr. Xin did not stop him. The major patrons on the third floor had not yet made a single bid, seemingly saving their interest for the special lots later on. To encourage further bidding and higher prices, staff on stage provided subtle assistance to these highly sought-after 'meat goods' to enhance their display. For instance, with this Japanese JK, a closer inspection would reveal a slight bulge in her lower abdomen. This was because, before going on stage, she had been made to drink three bottles of water! Then, a restraint device was attached, preventing her from urinating. The intention was to create an opportunity to relieve herself in front of the audience. A waiting staff member approached, removed the JK's skirt, revealing the restraint device below. He unlocked it and began to rhythmically press on her abdomen, whistling softly in her ear. The JK tried her best to suppress the urge to urinate, but she couldn't withstand the staff member's technique. Initially, she managed to release small amounts under control, pausing between each release. However, as she concentrated on controlling the flow, the staff member suddenly pressed her abdomen. Caught off guard, water erupted from her, leaving a fan-shaped mark on the stage. The audience grew more excited, while the JK, mortified, closed her eyes and began to sob. Meanwhile, in Room 086 on the second floor of the Domination Department. A woman, her body glistening, was suspended in mid-air in an extremely awkward position: her legs were bound and fixed in a folded position, thighs bent to calves, spread wide to expose her cunt. Her hands were tied behind her back in an X shape, and ropes passed in front of her body, deliberately accentuating her breasts. What made it worst for the woman was that her hair was also tied with ropes and hung from the ceiling, forcing her head to be held high. Boss Xin took off his belt and cracked it a few times, the sharp sound sending Li Jiatong into a panic. But the tight restraints on her body left her nowhere to run, and the pain even made her feel like her bones were about to break. "I don't know anything, that CD isn't mine, someone must have framed me! I'm not a commercial spy! Please, let me go!" Li Jiatong wailed in panic, trying to defend herself. What did she know about a CD? She had been called in by the big boss and then inexplicably tied up here. She had never known the company had such a vast underground facility! Then she was berated, told to confess her espionage. But Boss Xin didn't believe her. He didn't waste any more words and directly whipped Li Jiatong a few times with his belt, leaving several bloody marks on her fair skin. After a few lashes, Boss Xin suddenly grabbed the nipples of Li Jiatong's breasts and pulled down hard. Li Jiatong's screams grew louder with the pain, but she still insisted she didn't know. Seeing Li Jiatong's stubborn refusal to confess, an unnamable rage surged in Boss Xin's heart. He mustered a surge of ruthlessness, grabbed a large dildo from the nearby tool table, and thrust it directly into Li Jiatong's cunt! Li Jiatong was caught completely off guard as her cunt was gradually stretched by the dildo. The dildo was almost entirely swallowed by her cunt, and its surface, covered with silicone beads of various sizes, scraped against the tender flesh inside, causing her unbearable pain. This dildo was actually electric, but Boss Xin used it manually, pulling the dildo in and out of Li Jiatong's cunt. The silicone beads made Li Jiatong feel like a steel wool ball was being rubbed inside her cunt. Coupled with her being suspended in mid-air and folded into such a binding position, every struggle, every sway, caused a tearing sensation. She had never experienced such a perverted method even with men. She let out a scream and then fainted. Seeing Li Jiatong faint, Boss Xin finally stopped, withdrew the dildo, and threw it onto the table. Old Chen had been in charge of the Domination Department for many years and had plenty of methods for tormenting flesh. But in the past, it was only to make them submit, to let them sink into the hell of sex. This was the first time he had interrogated someone to extract information. "Boss, do you want to give her an injection? Imported from Russia?" Boss Xin had no better ideas, so he nodded in agreement. Old Chen had his subordinate splash a basin of cold water on Li Jiatong to wake her up. He then lined up a row of vials and showed them to Li Jiatong. "These are all imported from Russia. Some are hallucinogens that special agents have been using since the Soviet era, and some can magnify sensations tenfold. Even a gentle breeze will feel like a heavy punch. Which one do you want to experience first?" Li Jiatong continued to cry, "I really don't know, I'm being framed, please let me go..." Old Chen clicked his tongue and randomly selected a vial. "Ah, let me see, this is a breast-enhancing agent! Hahaha, a potion that will make your breasts fuller." Suddenly, Li Jiatong thrashed like a fish out of water, writhing and screaming, "I told you I don't know, what more do you want! Just give me a quick death!" This sudden emotional outburst startled everyone. Old Chen almost dropped the vial he was holding, and a few subordinates rushed forward to restrain Li Jiatong. Old Chen quickly loaded the vial into a syringe, then pinched the nipple of Li Jiatong's left breast, aimed at the injection site, and pushed half of the liquid into it. The remaining half was injected into the other breast. After the injection, the subordinates released Li Jiatong. At first, Li Jiatong didn't feel anything unusual, except for the pain at her nipples and a strange sensation of liquid flowing. It felt peculiar, as if all the blood in her body was flowing towards her breasts. Sometimes, people become extremely sensitive to changes in their bodies, especially in certain sensitive areas. Li Jiatong was like that now, her attention focused entirely on her breasts. However, with her hair still tied up by the ropes, she couldn't see what was happening to her [REDACTED]. But as she adjusted her breathing and calmed down, she finally felt the change in her breasts: they seemed to be getting bigger! The weight of her breasts was noticeably different, and the effect of gravity made this sensation even more pronounced. Despite their recent strenuous activity, they were utterly exhausted. Their time in the company's underground training department had been brutal. Day and night, their anuses were probed with a thick rod, they were bound and tormented in various ways, and their single meager meal each day was often laced with something extra. They tried to lift Li Manxi twice, but both attempts failed. With no other option, they resorted to dragging her. They shifted their grip, passing their arms under Li Manxi's armpits to hoist her up, and began to drag her downstairs. Li Manxi's beautiful legs scraped against the stair treads. She made an effort to lift them, but could only hold them up for a few seconds before they fell back to the ground. The arduous descent left her body a tapestry of bruises. The stairs led to a vast underground space. In the center of this space was a large pool, and by its edge stood Sister Jing. He Meiling and Liu Jinghui dragged Li Manxi to the edge of the pool, collapsing in exhaustion. Sister Jing was setting up a video camera by the pool. Upon seeing the "merchandise" arrive, she crouched down to examine Li Manxi's body. Seeing the bruises on Li Manxi, Sister Jing felt no particular sympathy. To her, such minor injuries would heal in a few days. If necessary, she had her own special remedies. Sister Jing first made He Meiling and Liu Jinghui kneel side-by-side. She then produced two dog collars, placing one on each of them. She pulled them close together and fastened their collars to each other, effectively locking them together, inseparable. "You two can go take your bath now." Sister Jing, satisfied with her handiwork, granted them permission to bathe. However, He Meiling and Liu Jinghui found themselves unable to move. Pressed cheek-to-cheek, they struggled to stand, then remained frozen, unsure of their next step. Sister Jing was busy adjusting the equipment for Li Manxi's upcoming training. Seeing He Meiling and Liu Jinghui still standing motionless, she grew impatient. "What, do I need to kick you both into the water?" At Sister Jing's words, the two women meekly pleaded for mercy and slowly began to make their way towards the pool's steps. Observing their sluggish progress, Sister Jing's impatience flared. She offered them a suggestion: "It's awkward for you both to be sideways. Face each other, kiss, and then you can move." He Meiling and Liu Jinghui blushed at Sister Jing's suggestion. In the company's underground facility, the training staff had subjected them to similar torments, purely for their own amusement. But this had unexpectedly awakened a strange new dynamic between He Meiling and Liu Jinghui. In their confined, hopeless existence, with no possibility of escape, their only solace was each other. After their first kiss, a switch had been flipped within them. (Though that initial kiss had involved Liu Jinghui's mouth full of urine, forced upon her to share with He Meiling.) Later that night, they had tried kissing again. This time, there was nothing in their mouths but the warmth of their own bodies. Lacking any experience, they desperately suppressed any sounds, not only to avoid detection by the guards but also to keep their secret from Li Manxi, who was confined in the same room. As their captivity dragged on, their will to survive waned, but the bond between He Meiling and Liu Jinghui deepened, and their kissing skills grew more adept. They believed their secret was safe, unaware that hidden cameras had recorded every moment. The training department staff had found it highly entertaining, comparing it to Japanese adult films. When they were transferred to Sister Jing, this information was naturally relayed to her. Sister Jing was quite intrigued by the couple. She deliberately sought to cultivate their new dynamic, believing it would be beneficial for them when they were sold to new mistresses, aiding them in their service. After a moment of hesitation, He Meiling made up her mind and kissed Liu Jinghui. Liu Jinghui was startled by He Meiling's boldness, surprised she would dare such a thing in front of an outsider. However, warmed by He Meiling's lips, Liu Jinghui shed her shyness and returned the kiss, just as they had done before. "Ah, boss, we forgot to change their batteries!" "Oh, that's right. They've been working all night, their batteries should be dead by now, shouldn't they? Let's change them quickly!" With that, the two men each carried a folding ladder, set them up under the human lamps, and climbed up to start working. A closer look revealed that the latex suits on the meat dolls were quite elaborate. The two holes underneath weren't sealed but had zippers that could be opened. Boss climbed the ladder and unzipped one of the meat dolls' holes, revealing her lower half. It could be seen that both of her holes were stuffed with dildos! And as soon as the zipper was pulled open, a gush of silver fluid erupted, covering the floor! But Boss and Old Chen didn't seem to mind, as someone would be there to clean it up later. Their only job now was to focus on changing the batteries of the dildos in the human lamps. When Boss and his partner removed the dildos from the holes, they could still hear faint "uh-huh" sounds. Clearly, compared to the pain of being restrained in extreme poses, the pleasure from the dildos was something they enjoyed more. Old Chen even suspected that Boss had secretly given his meat doll an aphrodisiac, given how dazed she looked after the dildo was removed. Boss brought the dildo he'd removed from the meat doll's hole to his nose and inhaled. The refreshing scent instantly cleared his mind, banishing all fatigue. Boss even deliberately smeared a bit of the silver fluid from the dildo under the meat doll's nose. Although it was on the latex suit, the scent of the fluid shot straight into her nostrils, leaving her nowhere to hide. After Boss finished changing the battery for one meat doll's dildo and zipped it up, he waited for Old Chen to finish so they could rotate the lamps and change the batteries for the remaining two. Just then, he heard a sharp, muffled moan from the meat doll Old Chen was working on. If her ponytail hadn't been tied and used to secure her head, she would have thrashed her head in pain. "What's wrong? Can't handle such a simple task?" Boss teased Old Chen, knowing that Old Chen hadn't been on field duty for many years and might be rusty. "Hehehe, you underestimate me, don't you? We forgot to shave them last night. When I pulled the zipper just now, I accidentally caught her pubic hair and pulled one out! Look!" Old Chen held up the plucked hair from the meat doll and showed it to Boss and the other meat dolls. "She's glaring at me!" Old Chen noticed the meat doll looking at him with teary eyes. They, as beauty slave hunters, always found excuses to further break down their victims' psychological defenses. "Feeling like you can't breathe? Let me help you get some air." Saying that, Old Chen straightened the hair he'd just plucked from near the meat doll's lower hole and inserted it into her nostril! The meat doll's head was secured. Even if she could shake her head left and right, it would feel like her scalp was being torn. Thus, she had nowhere to escape. Old Chen inserted the hair into the meat doll's nostril and deliberately stimulated the tender flesh of her inner wall. Under Old Chen's stimulation, the meat doll slowly felt the urge to sneeze. But she was tied up in the air. If she sneezed, the entire lamp stand would likely sway, and then they... Fortunately, Old Chen had some limits, but those limits were only to prevent damage to his "merchandise" – the meat dolls. He quickly steadied the meat doll, and Boss rushed to hold the lamp stand, not wanting the meat doll to get hurt. Fortunately, the meat doll only managed a small sneeze, and both Old Chen and Boss breathed a sigh of relief. Old Chen then pinched the meat doll's labia hard, eliciting a muffled groan. The mischievous Old Chen then deliberately caught a few more of her pubic hairs while zipping her up again. After replacing the batteries in all four meat dolls' dildos and turning them on, the dildos once again diligently began their work. Old Chen and Boss listened to the meat dolls' chorus for a while longer before climbing down the ladders. "There's less than an hour until the first lamb is delivered. And there's still a large puddle on the floor. What should we do?" Old Chen said with feigned "distress," pointing at the four meat dolls above. "So these girls were peeing everywhere. Sigh, so unhygienic." Old Chen's words drew a "whimper whimper" protest from the four human lamps, but their voices were too faint for Old Chen and Boss to hear. Boss wasn't worried about the puddle of silver fluid on the floor. He walked directly to a row of cabinets in the corner of the training room, where the cleaning tools were kept. However, these cabinets were no longer filled with cleaning tools. Instead, they contained two meat dolls, bound and restrained, placed in extremely contorted positions. Both meat dolls were naked. Their arms were folded back against their upper arms and secured with tape, and their legs were similarly treated, with their lower legs folded against their thighs and then taped. They also had dog leashes attached to their noses. Boss and Old Chen each took one and pulled the meat dolls out of the cabinets. Due to their bound positions, the two meat dolls could only crawl like dogs on their knees and elbows. Fortunately, Boss had fitted them with knee and elbow pads to prevent their skin from being abraded while crawling. The two meat dolls crawled laboriously to the designated spot. Boss and Old Chen tore off the tape from their mouths. Their mouths were stuffed with a large amount of fabric, which, soaked in their saliva, took considerable effort to remove. Once their mouths were cleared, the two meat dolls coughed a few times and began to breathe in the fresh air greedily. Boss pressed down on the two meat dolls' heads, forcing their faces onto the puddle of silver fluid on the floor, pressing down hard to prevent them from looking up. "Listen up, you have 20 minutes to lick this floor clean. Otherwise, we'll lock you in an even smaller cage!" Having been locked in the dark cabinets all night, the two meat dolls dared not waste any time, especially after witnessing the entire process of Boss and his partner creating the human lamps the previous night. They were terrified of being tortured in the same cruel manner. The They would exchange the "meat cargo," "dress them up," and then release them into the nearby woods for the three of them to hunt. Each of the three men had bet a hundred thousand yuan on this hunt. All three "meat cargo" were dressed in black full-body latex suits, with only their heads and beautiful feet exposed. Zippers at the front and back allowed access to their orifices. Shanzi decided to dress up Head Brother's slave, Liyuu. He first picked out the highest pair of high heels Liyuu had brought, a staggering 15 centimeters. Despite wearing heels that often exceeded ten centimeters, these cosplayers mostly stood still for photos, unlike runway models who had to walk. So, no matter how high the heels, they were merely decorative. Now, Liyuu was about to wear these heels in a battle royale in the woods. Shanzi climbed onto Liyuu, pinning her down. Liyuu thought another demon had come to inspect her. Lacking the strength to resist, she closed her eyes, awaiting the "big stick" to enter her hole. But the "big stick" never came. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Shanzi undoing her restraints. Having been bound by ropes for almost the entire previous day, Liyuu finally experienced a moment of freedom. She caressed her arms, which were turning purple from the ropes. The pain from the ropes paled in comparison to the agony of inspection. Shanzi selected a pair of single-handcuffs from a pile of toys he had brought. Liyuu's arms were brought together behind her back and secured in the cuffs. "Ah—" Although not bound by ropes, the single-handcuffs held Liyuu's arms tightly behind her back, offering restraint no less effective than straight-arm binding, and also immobilizing her shoulders. Her arms, which had just been freed, were once again tightly bound. Shanzi removed the ball gag from Liyuu's mouth, taking out two pairs of flesh-colored stockings. Shanzi even sniffed the stockings, which made Liyuu feel nauseous. She also saw Shanzi's erection stiffen and stand at attention. "You slut, I thought I was so worked up by another slut yesterday that I wouldn't be able to get it up. Who knew your saliva would be so interesting to my big stick, ahaha." Liyuu ignored Shanzi's words. Shanzi then went to sniff the black stockings placed by the bed, detecting the scent of "golden water." "Are you thirsty? Let me give you some water to drink," Shanzi said with a sinister grin. Seeing Shanzi's wicked smile, Liyuu recalled yesterday's ordeal and shook her head desperately in refusal. But what use was it? Shanzi took out a 2-liter bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, identical to the one Head Brother had given her yesterday. He then sat down on Liyuu's stomach, clamping her head between his legs. Holding the mineral water in his left hand and pinching Liyuu's nose with his right, Shanzi forced her to open her mouth to breathe after a dozen seconds of resistance. Seizing the opportunity, Shanzi shoved the mineral water bottle into Liyuu's mouth, forcing her to drink the entire 2 liters. Liyuu regretted refusing to drink water earlier, now being forced to drink in such a position. The mineral water poured relentlessly into her mouth. With her head clamped, there was no possibility of movement. A small amount of water managed to escape from the gaps, but it was of no help. Furthermore, Shanzi sitting on her stomach created pressure, and her constantly expanding abdomen felt as though it might explode under the external force. Finally, after finishing the 2 liters of mineral water, Shanzi roughly shoved the two pairs of flesh-colored stockings back into Liyuu's mouth, disregarding her coughing. After securing the ball gag, Shanzi picked up the black stockings, intending to put them on Liyuu's head again. But he had a fun idea. He wanted Liyuu to see clearly, so he put down the black stockings, got off the bed, and rummaged for more toys. Shanzi and Old Chen's exclusive "meat cargo" had also had their anuses "developed" yesterday. So, he wasn't afraid of Liyuu's anus being injured and specifically chose a large fake penis. "Look, can this size satisfy your anus?" Shanzi dangled the chosen fake penis in front of Liyuu's eyes. Liyuu's eyes widened in shock at its size. With this size, let alone her anus, even her regular meat hole would be sent to heaven with pleasure. She feared her anus would be injured. Perhaps fearing Liyuu's anus would be damaged, Shanzi took out another bottle of liquid, put on gloves, and smeared the liquid onto the fake penis. Liyuu naively thought it was some kind of lubricant. After spreading the liquid evenly, Shanzi immediately pried open Liyuu's anus and inserted the fake penis. Whether it was due to its excessive size, the process of the fake penis entering Liyuu's anus was exceptionally difficult. However, once inserted, Liyuu clearly felt the tender flesh inside her anus sticking to the fake penis! She tentatively wiggled her hips a few times. Indeed, the fake penis and her tender flesh had stuck together! "Did you think I smeared lubricant on it just now?" Shanzi removed his gloves, threw them in the trash, and began to explain to Liyuu. "I was afraid you wouldn't be able to hold onto that fake penis, and if it fell out, the boss would punish you, so I thoughtfully smeared some biological adhesive on it." Liyuu had no idea. She couldn't have imagined these "slave hunters" would have so many perverted toys. And it wasn't over yet. Shanzi grabbed a hook at the end of the single-handcuffs and pulled down. Liyuu felt a sharp pain in her shoulder. The hook caught the ring at the end of the fake penis in her anus, and then it was clipped on, completing the closed loop. Liyuu had to try her best to press her shoulders backward or bend sideways to feel even a little bit of comfort. Shanzi helped Liyuu sit up and gently put on a pair of 36D flesh-colored stockings. Shanzi explained that he was afraid Liyuu's beautiful legs would get cold in the morning woods, so he chose a thicker pair of stockings. Then, Shanzi meticulously put on the 15-centimeter high heels he had chosen for Liyuu. Liyuu staggered to her feet. Moreover, because the stockings were slippery, her feet were squeezed into the high heels, and she felt her feet slipping even when she walked. At the same time, because the fake penis in her anus was hooked to the restraint cuffs, she couldn't stand up straight and had to stand sideways, which made maintaining her balance a major problem. "Hmm, good. Take a few steps," Shanzi was quite satisfied with his dressing of Liyuu. He patted her beautiful buttocks and told her to start her catwalk. Under Shanzi's patting, Liyuu took her first step, moving forward in small steps. Each step only covered about ten centimeters. Shanzi was extremely pleased with his dressing of Liyuu, but he found her walking too slow. He directly hoisted her up by the waist and carried her over his shoulder, taking her out of the room. Liyuu was extremely uncomfortable on Shanzi's shoulder. Firstly, her abdomen was pressed by Shanzi's shoulder. Having drunk a stomach full of water, she felt as though she might vomit all the water inside her at any moment. Secondly, her posture was semi-bent. The end of the single-handcuffs was connected to the fake penis in her anus. In this posture, the fake penis was sharply pulled, tugging at her tender flesh, which had been glued by the adhesive. But even though she cried out in pain and even kicked Shanzi without regard for the consequences, Shanzi didn't care about the feelings of a "meat cargo." He fiercely slapped Liyuu's beautiful buttocks, the force of his blows leaving handprints on her skin. However, the effect was excellent. Liyuu, sobbing, stopped struggling, fearing further punishment. "Meat cargo just needs to be inspected. They need to know the consequences of not accepting their new identity," this was Shanzi's usual modus operandi. Head Brother and Old Chen had also finished dressing their respective "meat cargo" and were waiting for Shanzi near the stairs on the second floor. Shanzi put Liyuu down and forced her to kneel with the other two "meat cargo" who were about to participate in the battle royale. Old Chen had drawn the "meat cargo" that Shanzi had inspected yesterday. He continued the dog costume of that cosplayer and even put a bone-shaped muzzle, commonly chewed by dogs, on her. Saliva dripped freely from the corners of her mouth. Her restraint was the simplest: a plain "Guanyin bind" with her hands clasped behind her back. The high heels on her feet were her most fatal weakness. Her right foot, like Liyuu's, was a high-heeled boot of over 10 centimeters, while her left foot was a flat, white open-toed sandal. Such a height difference made it impossible to walk at a normal pace, let alone in the woods filled with stones and uneven terrain. And Liyuu hadn't noticed the eyes of this dog cosplayer yet. Old Chen had fitted her with specially made colored contact lenses that appeared no different from ordinary ones to outsiders. However, only the wearer knew that she could only see blurry dark shapes. The hole below clearly had a fake penis inserted. Old Chen used a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose to create a thong for the "meat cargo," securing the fake penis so it wouldn't fall out. Furthermore, the fake penis could be seen vibrating slightly, indicating that Old Chen had turned on its switch long before the competition began. Liyuu's owner, Head Brother, was responsible for dressing Old Chen's "meat cargo." Head Brother did not choose ropes to restrain the "meat cargo's" hands but opted for handcuffs. However, these were not like the handcuffs seen in TV shows, where police cuff criminals with their hands in front or behind. Instead, it was a "Su Qin carrying a sword" posture. Liyuu had no opportunity to experience this posture, but she could sense that the "meat cargo" also had to stand sideways to be more comfortable, just like her. For her mouth, instead of a ball gag or stockings, he used a pair of chopsticks. Head Brother forcibly pulled out the "meat cargo's" tongue and clamped it with chopsticks, securing both ends with rubber bands. This forced the "meat cargo's" tongue to remain outside; she couldn't retract it due to the chopsticks. The "meat cargo's" beautiful feet were clad in a pair of black stiletto heels. Liyuu had worn these types of heels before and knew how difficult it was to walk on uneven ground in them. What she didn't know was that Head Brother had also chosen a pair of heels that were half a size too small for this "meat cargo." Her beautiful feet could only be squeezed into them. There was no other way; the little meat-goods could only continue naked, following the attendants to where they would eat. Originally, they had all left the room for choosing together, but they were separated along the way. First, the group of little meat-goods who chose flesh-colored stockings were taken away by the attendants. The attendants who took them were dressed distinctively: white chef uniforms underneath, with black leather aprons worn over them, like mess hall cooks. But why were the ones who chose flesh-colored stockings led away by attendants dressed like this? Before the little meat-goods in the flesh-colored stocking group could ponder further, the leading attendants completed their handover and continued to lead the remaining little meat-goods away. The attendants in black leather aprons then took charge of the flesh-colored stocking group. After walking for about fifteen minutes, the little meat-goods finally saw their destination. It was outdoors! And a farm? The outdoor area was almost divided into two parts. Two-thirds of it was filled with vegetable patches, growing all sorts of vegetables. The remaining area housed a few pigs! If any of the meat-goods observed the attendants in black leather aprons closely, they would notice that beneath their leather aprons, their uniforms were embroidered with a few words indicating their department: "Agriculture Department." Yes, this was a part of our factory. The vegetables here were exclusively supplied to the factory's attendants and meat-goods. However, the meat-goods' staple food, apart from their masters' "cannonballs," was only the occasional serving of vegetables as a supplementary meal. In fact, the meat-goods' role was more accurately described as "fertilizers." As the name suggests, they were used to fertilize the factory's vegetables with their excrement, ensuring they were absolutely organic, natural, and pollution-free. Therefore, the meat-goods sent here naturally took on the task of nurturing the vegetables with their own waste. But why wasn't the stocking color corresponding to them green, but flesh-colored? That was because the farm also raised pigs. There were two breeds: one was the common variety available on the market, and the other was the meat-goods. Hence, flesh-colored stockings were provided for the meat-goods to choose. However, at this moment, the little meat-goods were unaware that by choosing flesh-colored stockings, they had also voluntarily chosen to be pigs. They were still secretly rejoicing at being able to temporarily escape that factory hell, not realizing that within the factory, everywhere was hell. The attendant in charge of the farm had the little meat-goods who arrived here change their attire. First, they had to put on the flesh-colored stockings, which represented their function. Then, they were ordered to kneel on the ground, and the attendants would dress them. What was called clothing actually consisted only of the stockings on the little meat-goods' legs. The "clothes" the attendants put on the little meat-goods were actually a full set of pet restraint harnesses. The little meat-goods' limbs were folded together and then secured, allowing them to only move on their knees and elbows. Even walking required them to rely on their knees and elbows. And because this batch of little meat-goods had chosen to be pigs, even the harnesses restraining their limbs were chosen in pink. This rosy, almost pig-like color would have undoubtedly been called cute by the little meat-goods under normal circumstances. But now, dressed as pigs, this cuteness became a sharp blade that shattered their fragile psychological defenses. "Ah!" Just as the little meat-goods were feeling the soreness in their bodies from being tightly restrained once again, a scream suddenly erupted. It was unclear which little meat-goods had screamed. The little meat-goods didn't know what had happened, but they soon experienced it themselves. It turned out that the attendants had torn open the flesh-colored stockings they were wearing, exposing their anuses. The startled little meat-goods truly resembled piglets, wanting to scatter and flee. But they were all held down by the attendants' large hands, restrained in place and unable to escape. To quiet the little meat-goods down, the attendants would wrap one arm around the little meat-goods' waists and use their other large hand to beat a "waist drum" on their tender buttocks. The crackling drumbeats made the attendants laugh heartily, while the little meat-goods, apart from crying, had almost no other reaction. The sound of drumming, crying, and laughter filled the air. The attendants, having had their fun, finally stopped and began their work. However, some attendants took the opportunity to vent their own frustrations on the little meat-goods. And they were no longer a minority. After all, they weren't from the training department or the research department, so they couldn't play with the meat-goods anytime they wanted like their brothers in those departments. Thus, when meat-goods were sent to the farm, they naturally cherished such opportunities. Even the little meat-goods who absolutely could not be subjected to random checks were used to vent their desires. The attendants tore open the little meat-goods' stockings, exposing their anuses, in order to attach pet tail toys. According to the normal procedure, lubricant should have been applied to the little meat-goods' anuses to facilitate the insertion of the tails. But these attendants, who had suppressed so much pent-up frustration, did not use lubricant. Instead, they directly pressed against the little meat-goods' anuses and began to taste with their tongues. This action was even more terrifying to the little meat-goods than spanking their tender buttocks. If being spanked was merely painful and shameful, being licked in their little anuses now evoked nothing but fear. Moreover, they were firmly held down by the attendants' large hands, unable to dodge. Because their limbs were folded and restrained together, their little feet were also pressed against their tender buttocks. So, when the little meat-goods struggled violently, they would kick with their little feet, inevitably kicking the attendants. However, this level of kicking did not cause the attendants even a hint of pain or discomfort; it only further ignited their desires, making them lick even more vigorously! Enjoying it more and more! The only drawback, perhaps, was that the little meat-goods were not gagged, so they didn't have muffled sobs. They only had hoarse screams, which were not at all pleasant. This was why the "American slave hunters" preferred to gag the meat-goods when playing with them, listening to their muffled whimpers as they were pinned down and "inspected" by the "big sticks" was an absolute peak mental stimulant. Only when the attendants had exhausted their saliva to lubricate the little meat-goods' anuses did they reluctantly leave to continue their work. They slowly inserted the pig tail toys into the little meat-goods' anuses. Thanks to their tongues lubricating the anuses, the little meat-goods did not feel as much pain. And the pig costume for this batch of little meat-goods was not yet complete. The attendants then took out nose hooks and fitted them onto their pig noses. The little meat-goods had never seen such toys before. When the nose hook first touched their noses, they instinctively turned their heads to avoid it. Helplessly, the attendants roughly pinched the little meat-goods' cheeks, and the nose hook was successfully inserted into their nostrils. Then, they pulled the string backward until the hook at the other end caught the restraint harness, securing the nose hook. Fortunately, the nose hook was not as terrifying as the little meat-goods had imagined. Apart from the slight soreness from their noses being squeezed, there were no other discomforts. After the nose hooks were fitted onto the little meat-goods, this batch of little meat-goods who had chosen flesh-colored stockings and voluntarily become pigs had completed their transformation. Some attendants were very satisfied with their work and even patted the little meat-goods' tender buttocks, telling them to learn to oink a few times. However, the commotion had gone on for too long, and the little meat-goods really needed to eat. So, the supervisor in charge of the farm stopped the attendants' playfulness and called them to drive the little piglets to eat. Since being captured and brought into the factory yesterday, the meat-goods had not eaten. Although the current piglet attire made the little meat-goods feel ashamed, the feeling of hunger was truly unbearable. Hearing that they could eat, the little meat-goods temporarily forgot their shameful outfits. The attendants whipped the meat-goods' tender buttocks with soft whips, driving them to eat just like livestock. Some little meat-goods still hadn't gotten used to walking on their joints after their limbs were bound and folded, stumbling as they walked and even falling.