Chapter 010 | 0010 She must immediately refuse the punishment
Finishing a sandwich, especially one with bacon, lettuce, and salad dressing, is an easy task for most people and hardly a punishment.
But Wu Xian's illness made things exceptionally difficult for her.
Before meeting Mr. H, Wu Xian could not eat any cooked, normal human food; she would vomit and refused to eat it—she almost died because of it.
This terrible habit only improved when he met him.
Mr. H was not gentle with her.
He would stuff food into her mouth during sex and order her to eat it, ignoring her refusal and her cries. He wouldn't give her an orgasm if he couldn't do it.
She would sit on Mr. H's penis, and he would spread her open and fill her up, making the process of food sliding down less noticeable.
The harsh treatment and commands caused her both pain and pleasure, which temporarily counteracted the nausea caused by forgetting to chew and swallow.
This slightly improved Wu Xian's condition, allowing her to eat small amounts even after leaving him, and the addition of protein liquid prevented her from starving to death.
Lately, she's become increasingly picky about food, and late at night she'll secretly stuff clods of soil from flowerpots into her mouth. Life seems to have returned to normal. I don't know if it's because she misses Mr. H more and more, or if she's starting to forget him; perhaps it's both.
Wu Qian summarized it herself; even if she was mentally ill, she would still have her own opinions.
Just before you forget someone, you'll recall them more and more frequently, like empty symbols and lost details. Everything becomes blurred in the process of processing your memories, leaving only a bunch of distorted and crooked lines in the end.
Once you realize it, you can no longer find that truth hidden deep within.
In short, eating a sandwich is pure torture for Wu Xian.
Hobert held up the plate to Wuxian, waiting for her to make a decision. Wuxian asked, "Master, should I eat it?" Even though she hadn't been given permission yet, she was already addressing her that way.
"Eat it," he commanded, without regard for the form of address.
She tried to think of something else to distract herself, such as how Hobart managed to get a sandwich out of her empty refrigerator.
It's still steaming.
A closer look revealed something even more disgusting. She failed, and her attention ultimately remained on the food, or rather, on the punishment Hobert had arranged.
Wu Xian took a deep breath. The sandwich wasn't very big; it was an acute triangle. She found the longer part and took a bite out of a third of it. She wanted to finish this damned food as soon as possible.
But Wu Xian soon realized he was wrong; it was a foolish decision, because Hobart had stipulated that it had to be chewed fifteen times.
The sandwich filled her entire mouth, her cheeks bulging slightly, making chewing a difficult task. She endured the soreness in her gums and chewed the food with her molars.
The first bite included bread slices and fried bacon. After being heated to a high temperature, it became fluffy and crispy, and because it was heated, it was sizzling with oil. The moment your teeth touched it, it released a smoky flavor. Under this pungent smell, Wu Xian almost vomited.
The second time, Wu Xian's tongue pressed against half a lettuce leaf, the refreshing juice of the vegetable seeped out, and the taste of grass mixed with bacon was even more unpleasant, not to mention the loud chewing sound of the lettuce.
To make matters worse, she bit into a small piece of tomato, and the sweet juice exploded in her mouth, causing her tongue to ache slightly.
In the quiet room, her teeth made a loud rattling sound as they chewed for the third and fourth time, causing a dull ache in her ear canals. She tried to relax her chewing strength, but to no avail.
As Wu Xian ate, a vomiting sound came from her throat, and tears were about to fall from her eyes.
After chewing fifteen times, Wu Xian realized she still had to swallow, swallowing this large mouthful of rotten stuff. The disgusting stuff would slide down her throat, and she tried but couldn't swallow a single bite.
She was on the verge of a breakdown. Perhaps she didn't need Mr. H to come back like this. She wanted to give up.
Wu Xian was about to raise her hand; she wanted to say no immediately and spit out the contents of her mouth.
"Come here, crawl over here."
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The Puppy's Diary (Punished Version)
Sandwiches, disgusting, ugh.
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