Chapter 13 (Click to read): Impoverished female factory worker, online castration! No…
The horrific scene terrified the people kneeling on the ground, who, despite their injuries, trembled and hid to the side.
The room door was tightly closed, with excellent soundproofing, and Gu Fei did not allow anyone to come in and disturb him when he was relaxing. In other words, no one outside would know what happened here.
Pei Qing had no idea what kind of confused state she was in. Alcohol was really harmful! But could alcohol also act as a stimulant?
She felt incredibly powerful, capable of taking on a hundred more people without breaking a sweat! She also felt a strange excitement and urge, a burning desire to tear something apart, to pierce through something…
What did a famous ancient Chinese scholar say? "When you're well-fed and clothed, you start to think about other things." Right, am I eating too much?
If Pei Qing could see inwards, she would definitely be able to discover that there are countless tiny black dots in her spiritual sea that are unusually active and are even increasing in number.
Her spiritual sea was vast and boundless, but within it lay large swaths of gray and gloomy shadows, clearly distinct from the bright edges.
A group of small black dots are persistently surging, trying to break through that invisible barrier. Each impact generates a powerful spiritual wave, causing the gray-white land to ripple.
This explains why Pei Qing's mental power is sometimes effective and sometimes not; her mental sea is mostly in a closed state.
Pei Qian was in a state of utter confusion, her consciousness extremely clouded. Her hard kneecaps pressed firmly against the man's vulnerable abdomen, and the fingers gripping the man's neck tightened and tightened...
The sound of breaking bones echoed from the contraction of the knuckles; the trachea was being squeezed, preventing even a sliver of air from entering.
Gu Fei couldn't utter a single word. His elegant demeanor was gone, his glasses were nowhere to be seen, and the corners of his eyes were bloodshot. The uncontrollable flow of tears made the redness even more pronounced.
His delicate and handsome face turned a deep liver color, and his lips parted, only able to emit a series of breathy "hoarse" sounds.
But he didn't faint yet; his vitality is truly remarkable.
Pei Qing found the voice extremely annoying, so she tore off the man A's tie with her right hand and stuffed it into his mouth, then pulled out a belt and tied his hands tightly.
Now it's quiet.
The thought of not having received her wages yet and being forced to be brought to this wretched place by Gu Fei's tyranny made Pei Qing's resentment as a poor working woman rise rapidly.
She went to the wall covered with all sorts of tools, examined them carefully, and wanted to pick one that would suit her. Didn't he like to whip people? Today, she'd let him have his fun.
These tools are all new, dazzling, and extremely exquisite. They must have cost a fortune. Damn capitalists!
Gu Fei writhed on the ground, trying to rub against Pei Qing's feet. He struggled to spit out the tie from his mouth and was finally able to speak.
He was hunched over, his eyes filled with fervent devotion, muttering to himself, "A miracle...this is a true miracle! Finally, I've found you..."
"Please punish this wicked servant severely!"
"What are you muttering to yourself? Annoying..." Pei Qing glanced at the strange-looking person who had somehow crawled up to her feet and felt a chill in her heart. She couldn't help but kick him.
Gu Fei was kicked, but his smile grew wider and wider. He pressed his fair face against Pei Qing's foot, not caring at all about getting dirty, and smiled contentedly.
Pei Qian watched helplessly as male A struggled to reach her side just to press his face against her feet. Was he crazy?!
Pei Qing reflexively raised her foot, and Gu Fei's head slammed heavily to the ground; it sounded painful.
Seeing that he raised his head and wanted to repeat the action, he quickly pulled out a whip and swung it in a circle, striking him on the back!
Instantly, his skin was torn open, and blood splattered everywhere! As the sharp whip tail retracted, it also grazed the corner of his eye, leaving a thin bloodstain.
The blood droplet slid to Gu Fei's lips, and he stuck out his bright red tongue and licked it, pulling it into his mouth.
He looked up with adoration at the one who had inflicted pain upon him, the handprint on his neck still clearly visible. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Thank you, Master, for the reward... I am delighted—"
"Whoosh—!" The sound of whipping through the air rang out, and another whip lashed out, knocking him hard to the ground!
"What do you call me? Master?" Pei Qing was not in a conscious state, as if she had drunk hallucinogens.
Everything in front of me was doubled, and I could only act on instinct, yet I still managed to grasp the key points.
Gu Fei was overjoyed to hear her speak, and crawled on his knees...
Pei Qian was at her feet, and he kept kissing her toes.
"So you're saying you'll obey any of my orders, right?"
Pei Qian gripped the whip handle and lifted the man's chin. Before his scarlet tongue could fully retract, clear saliva dripped out. Woman A withdrew her hand in disgust.
Looking into the man's devout and fanatical gaze, she continued, "Then take off all your clothes, put your hands behind your back, turn your knees outward, and kneel facing forward."
Gu Fei eagerly carried out Pei Qian's orders, and soon stripped off all his clothes and knelt in front of her as instructed.
Pei Qing ignored him and walked to the group of people trembling in the corner. She bent down and whispered to them, "You must have suffered a lot. Don't you want to see what he looked like when he was being tortured?"
Some people's eyes gradually brightened from dimness. Of course, they wanted to see how the people who tormented them were tortured by the instruments they had created, but they dared not.
"Watch closely later."
No one answered, and Pei Qing didn't care. She casually picked up a leather clapper and asked, "Which of these hits the hardest?"
He waited a while before a timid voice answered, "The one on the far left, it has a protrusion on it..."
"This does look very painful."
Pei Qing picked up a thin whip; such a thin whip would double the pain when it struck a vulnerable spot.
She naturally pulled over a chair, leaned back, and first pulled on the floor to test the feel. Not bad at all.
"Lift your head, straighten your chest, and hold your ankles with your hands."
Gu Fei kept staring at her, his strange piety and fanaticism undiminished, and obediently posed the actions Pei Qing had asked him to do.
Pei Qing raised her hand and lashed out with a whip, accurately striking his two most prominent parts. Wherever the whip marks passed, they quickly swelled and broke open, causing Gu Fei to flinch involuntarily.
The most painful part of this thin whip is not the initial pain of the whipping, but the extremely subtle, itchy pain that accumulates slowly over time, like the bites of ants.
It accumulates layer by layer, slowly driving people mad.
Pei Qian lashed her dozens of times until her fair chest was battered beyond recognition, with blood-red plum blossoms blooming in her eyes, before finally stopping.
Feeling that this wasn't quite enough, she thought she should find something more interesting. Her gaze shifted downwards, and she happened to catch a glimpse of Gu Fei's pathetic private parts, which were tense and tearful.
Pei Qing chuckled, "You're really shameless. If pain makes you feel so good, why did you go and slap others instead of letting them slap you?"
A strand of sweat-dampened hair fell beside Gu Fei's eye, and he smiled foolishly, "How can those lowly inferior things compare to you? It's only because of what you gave me that I can feel such joy."
Seeing how happy he was, Pei Qing became unhappy. She raised her foot and pressed the hard sole of her shoe hard against Gu Fei's vulnerable spot without any mercy.
Sweat dripped from Gu Fei's forehead, hitting the ground and soaking into the broken, swollen skin, causing another wave of excruciating pain.
But he still did not resist; instead, he opened himself up even more openly.
Seeing this, Pei Qing became even more curious about just how far he was capable. She continued to press down on her feet, looking down at Gu Fei from her high position, "Aren't you afraid I'll completely cripple you?"
"Whatever reward my master gives me, I will accept it willingly. So what if my master wants to discard this useless thing?" Gu Fei smiled brightly.
"I see..." Pei Qing released her foot and looked down. She was still in a furious state. This was truly abnormal. She couldn't compare.
She picked up the racket, stroking the hard leather edges. "I've practically worked overtime today, shouldn't Second Master Gu give me a raise?"
"If my master wishes, I will give you everything I own."
"How can that be? Do you think I, Pei Qing, am that kind of greedy person? Here's how it works: 1000 star coins for every hit, you can count them yourself, how about that?"
"As long as Master—" Gu Fei hadn't finished speaking when a gust of wind swept by, and Pei Qing slapped him across the left cheek, causing the man's mouth to split open and bleed, and his head to tilt to the side.
"What, are you mute? Check the numbers!"
Pei Qing slapped her right cheek again. Now it was symmetrical, and she felt better.
"Yes... one! Two!"
The sound of a slap striking flesh, accompanied by a man's muffled groans, rapidly intensified the sweltering atmosphere in the room.
"Eleven! Twelve!... Fifteen!"
“Turn around,”
Looking at the pale body before her, which resembled a corpse, Pei Qing resolved to add a touch of different color.
She raised the paddle in her hand again and slammed it hard on the fleshiest part of Gu Fei's body.
This person looks thin, but has a fairly well-built figure; when you pat him, you can feel the fleshy waves trembling.
"How many?"
"Master, a total of thirty-nine strikes..."
"So little? Let's round it up to fifty!" Pei Qing threw down the paddle in her hand, looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction: the skin had turned from pale to bluish-purple and black, swollen like a large water-filled balloon, which would burst with the slightest touch.
She mischievously punched him, causing the purplish-black flesh to churn, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"No, it doesn't hurt."
"It doesn't hurt? Okay, then I'll look at some other options. After all, tonight's service absolutely has to satisfy you, Second Master. How can it not hurt?"
Pei Qing kicked Gu Fei to the ground, the man convulsing, once again...
He had ascended to heaven countless times that night, and now he had nothing left.
He could only slump to the ground like a dead dog, lying amidst the filth he had created. The room was filled with the pheromones of dried roses, so strong they were almost nauseating.
Pei Qing wasn't sensitive to this kind of thing. Although they were both Alphas, the scent of pheromones was more like a perfume with a slight aphrodisiac effect to her, and she was mostly experiencing it through her sense of smell.
"What's this?" She picked up a box and shook it; something inside was making a clinking sound.
Upon opening it, she found several earring-like objects. She picked them up and examined them closely. These silver rings seemed somewhat different from regular earrings; their joined ends were very sharp. What were they?
Pei Qing approached Gu Fei with the box. "Get up! Tell me, what is this? How do I use it?"
The man struggled to his feet and knelt down. "This is a jade ring, it's used here," he said, pointing to the corresponding part of his body.
"So that's how it is," Pei Qing said, her eyes widening with amazement at the sight of so many interesting things in the world.
She was very curious, but Gu Fei was a little dirty and she didn't want to move, so she threw him on the ground and said, "Bring him to me yourself."
Gu Fei picked it up with trembling fingers, lowered his head to aim, gritted his teeth and ruthlessly squeezed it through. The already sensitive and fragile swelling was subjected to this heavy blow, which made him almost faint from the pain, but he still managed to pull it through.
"Hmm? Are your wounds healing themselves?" Pei Qing suddenly noticed that some of the scars on his back had disappeared. Was this one of his special abilities?
“Yes, Master, this is a miracle bestowed upon me… It is you…” That fanatical and frenzied emotion returned to Gu Fei’s eyes once again.
No way, how old is Gu Fei? How can he still believe in God? Pei Qing stopped believing when she was three years old. This is the interstellar age! How could there be a God! He's talking complete nonsense!
Pei Qian assumed he had been driven mad by torture and didn't care about what he said. She just regretted asking that question.
No wonder Gu Fei seemed so pleased; it turns out he was experiencing both pain and regeneration simultaneously. Anyone else would have died long ago. No wonder Gu Fei is the person in charge of Haite on this planet.
That special ability is amazing! When will I be able to have it?
She got angry just thinking about her unreliable mental abilities, and when she looked down at the dirty Gu Fei, she got even angrier. "Go, clean yourself up before you come back."
Gu Fei obediently went to the bathroom, and soon the sound of water could be heard.
Bored, Pei Qing walked to the prop wall and picked up one oddly shaped prop after another. "Hey? This one even has a suction cup. Oh, and there's a transparent one too. Oh, the remote control is here..."
After fussing for a good ten minutes, Gu Fei finally came out, drying his hair. This kid really did a good job grooming himself. It has to be said, he is quite handsome.
The scenery before her was breathtaking. Pei Qing narrowed her eyes, a dark, viscous desire surging within her. Unconsciously, she ground her teeth, wanting to tear something apart.
Clearly, Gu Fei realized it too. Her face, already flushed after the shower, turned even redder, and she had a strange shyness about her. Her gaze darted around, and she even covered herself with her hand...
Pei Qing couldn't help but twitch her lips. Dude, why do you look like someone into pure romance? It's a little scary.
We're already like this, and you're telling me it's pure love?! No way, are you going to jail?
Talking about all this now is pointless and pointless; it's completely useless.
Pei Qing was about to explode if she kept holding back. She didn't care about anything else and dragged Gu Fei toward the only clean bed in the room.
Fortunately, there's still a bed here.
Pei Qing sat on the bed, and Gu Fei knelt at her feet, his hands on his lap, his expression docile.
Woman A, with an air of authority, grabbed the person by the two silver rings and pulled them between her thighs. "You should know how to handle this, right?"
The man's deep green eyes were filled with lust, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he quickly untied the cloth, burying his head down and mumbling, "Sunbathe, mushrooms, enjoy the sun..."
A note from the author:
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I originally wanted to write a true account of the suffering of fanatical, mad dog believers.
It seems I accidentally wrote something that sounds like feudal remnants ORZ...
I'm withered... completely gone...
I'm posting this early today, hoping Wenwen hasn't passed away (praying with hands clasped together).
My darlings, please leave comments! I want tons of comments!
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