Lin Lie stepped forward, roughly tearing the pink ribbons tied to the headboard. She then hoisted Su Ruanruan, who was still dressed in the Maid Outfit, over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“No… let me go… you two crazies! Psychos! Help…”
Su Ruanruan struggled and kicked frantically on Lin Lie’s shoulder, but in the face of absolute strength, her power was less than the scratching of a kitten.
One in front of the other, the sisters followed the stairs, leading Su Ruanruan back into that cold, dim Basement.
Bang!
Su Ruanruan was heartlessly thrown onto a wide Black Leather Sofa.
“Go get new chains. You broke the last ones!” Lin Lie ordered Lin Yin without a hint of politeness.
“Why do I have to go? Sister, you’re closer to the storage cabinet,” Lin Yin retorted with dissatisfaction. “Besides, we agreed I get to play first. I want to put her in that Fox Restraint Suit we just bought!”
“In your dreams! She hasn’t paid back the money she owes me. I go first tonight!”
“You promised to share! Sister, you’re cheating!”
***
While the pair of psychotic sisters stood at the other end of the basement, arguing and even starting to shove each other over “who gets to taste the prey first” and “what positions to use,” Su Ruanruan lay on the sofa, her very breath trembling.
She watched the two perverts nearby whose faces were flushed from their dispute over her. Then, she glanced at the iron door of the basement. Because of Lin Lie’s enraged entrance earlier, it hadn’t been closed completely; it was slightly ajar, leaving a narrow crack.
This was her last chance.
If she stayed here to be tortured by these sisters, she definitely wouldn’t live to see tomorrow morning!
An intense will to survive overwhelmed her fear. Su Ruanruan bit her lower lip hard, refusing to let herself make the slightest sound.
While Lin Lie and Lin Yin were busy fighting over a Spiked Whip with their backs turned to her, she silently slid from the sofa to the floor.
Because she was wearing a Maid Outfit and had no shoes, Su Ruanruan’s tender, bare feet stepped onto the cold concrete. Like a nimble cat, she kept her body as low as possible, inching toward the slightly open iron door, step by quiet step.
Ten steps… five steps… three steps…
The sounds of the argument still echoed in the basement:
“I don’t like using whips! It’ll leave ugly scars on her body!”
“What’s it to you? I just like watching her cry!”
They hadn’t noticed. They hadn’t noticed!
Su Ruanruan’s heart was nearly jumping out of her throat. Finally, she touched the edge of the cold iron door.
She took a deep breath, pulling the door open with extreme gentleness. Then, she squeezed her petite frame through the gap.
Run! As long as she got out, she would be saved!
“SU RUANRUAN — !!!”
Just as she was about to step out the door, Lin Lie let out a heart-wrenching, furious roar.
She had been discovered!
Bang!
A dull, heavy sound echoed through the basement.
Su Ruanruan was like a dove with broken wings, heartlessly slammed from mid-air back onto the wide Black Leather Sofa.
In the end, she failed to escape.
Her bare, white, delicate feet — as soft as tofu — hadn’t even had the chance to step onto the stairs outside when a thick, powerful arm suddenly hooked around her slender waist. Like a helpless chick being snatched up, she was dragged back by brute force.
“Running? Why don’t you keep running?”
Lin Lie’s tall frame stood before the sofa like a steel tower. One long leg, clad in a black studded military boot, stepped dominantly onto the edge of the sofa beside Su Ruanruan, trapping her completely between the backrest and her thigh.
Lin Lie panted slightly, a layer of fine sweat beads seeping through her wheat-colored skin. Her Golden Beast Pupils burned with a tyrannical fire. She reached out with a large, bony hand and grabbed Su Ruanruan’s snow-white hair, forcing her to look up.
“Ooh… it hurts… let me go…”
Su Ruanruan was forced to lift her impossibly exquisite face, tears falling like broken pearls.
The black and white lace Maid Outfit Lin Yin had forced her into had become a mess during the struggle. One shoulder strap had slipped halfway down, revealing a large area of dazzling white skin and delicate collarbones.
At this moment, her entire body was shivering uncontrollably, like a fragile petal trembling in a violent storm.
“Sister, make sure you don’t break her. Such a pretty toy; it would be a waste if she broke.”
Accompanied by the sound of light footsteps, Lin Yin, dressed in a pure white lace nightgown, slowly walked down the stairs.
An innocent smile hung on her pale, sickly face as she toyed with a Pink Ribbon used for binding people.
Lin Yin walked over to Lin Lie’s side. Her large, obsidian-like eyes stared fixedly at Su Ruanruan, who was curled into a ball on the sofa. Her gaze was full of greed and obsession. “Sister, since she’s so naughty and wants to run, our deal from before still stands, right? How about this: we take turns playing with her one day each. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday belong to you. Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday belong to me. On Sunday… we play together, okay?”
“No… please no…”
Hearing those words, Su Ruanruan’s swollen eyes widened in horror, and her breath hitched. Being tortured by one pervert was already a fate worse than death, but to be played with by these two crazy sisters in turns, or even together…?!
“You can’t do this… this is against the law… ugh… please let me go…” Su Ruanruan gripped the pitiful hem of her Maid Outfit with both hands, trying to cover her exposed skin, her voice hoarse from crying.
“Against the law? In my territory, I am the law!”
Lin Lie sneered, letting go of Su Ruanruan’s hair.
She pulled a crumpled Promissory Note from her cargo pants pocket, along with the collection message interface of a Dark Web Loan on her phone. With a sharp *thwack*, she heartlessly slapped them against Su Ruanruan’s heaving chest.
“Su Ruanruan, have you mistaken something? You are my slave now, an object to clear a debt! The 250,000 you owe me is written clearly in black and white!”
Lin Lie leaned down, and the aggressive scent of cedar and tobacco instantly enveloped Su Ruanruan.
Her rough thumb forcefully pinched Su Ruanruan’s soft chin, a malicious mockery flashing in her eyes.
“Why are you crying like a stray dog now? Where was that haughty ‘Mesugaki’ look of yours when you first borrowed money from me?”
At the word “Mesugaki,” Lin Yin’s eyes beside them suddenly lit up, as if she had heard something incredible.
“Mesugaki? Sister, are you saying… this soft crybaby who can’t even speak clearly and falls over with one push was actually a Mesugaki?!” Lin Yin leaned in, sizing Su Ruanruan up as if she were a rare animal.
“Hmph, what do you think?” Lin Lie watched Su Ruanruan’s body instantly stiffen. A sense of vengeful pleasure spread through her heart. She turned to her sister and began to describe the past vividly. “You have no idea how arrogant she used to be. Relying on her pretty face, she acted like a tyrant at school, Hissing at everyone and saying, ‘Small fry~ small fry~'”
As Lin Lie spoke, her fingertips tapped Su Ruanruan’s white cheek insultingly.
Lin Lie intentionally mimicked Su Ruanruan’s soft yet acrimonious tone, even adding a pretentious lilt at the end.
“Stop… please stop saying it…”
Su Ruanruan felt a rush of blood go straight to her head. Her entire face turned bright red, so red it looked like it might bleed.
The shame of social death overwhelmed her like a tsunami.
Having those brain-dead things she had done before exposed to her face — especially while she was completely controlled and stripped of all dignity — made Su Ruanruan so ashamed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into and die.
Her tears flowed even harder. Her petite body tried desperately to shrink into the corner of the sofa. Her pale, tender toes gripped the cracks of the leather sofa tightly due to extreme shame, her knuckles turning pinkish-white.