Every time after torturing her, he would keep the white sheets covered with blood stains and become very excited when he saw them.
Keith often held her and kissed her crazily, but he couldn't do anything because he was impotent. Therefore, he had to whip her again and again, torture her, and even use hot candle wax to print drop by drop on her skin.
On her skin. Or he used a blade to cut open her seemingly tender but already scarred skin bit by bit. The wounds were so small that they couldn't be seen at all. Then, he brought salt water and applied it bit by bit.
That kind of pain is as painful as Ling Chi's.
As long as he tried every means to make her suffer, he would be satisfied only by seeing her in pain.
I don't know how long it took. The lion felt that his whole body was numb and the pain was so painful that he could no longer feel anything.
He always controlled the right degree, making her painfully painful, but not letting her faint.
Life is worse than death. I want to live but feel like I'm in hell. I want to die but I don't even have the right to choose.
Just when the lion thought that today's torture was over, Case didn't think so. He didn't know what tool he took out a small cart and pushed it until he was next to the lion.
The lion opened his somewhat heavy eyes and saw Keith's face that was glowing strangely under the dim light. She rarely saw that kind of excitement.
Suddenly I remembered what he said before.
Lion, let's play something interesting today.
The lion's heart dropped, but he could only close his eyes resignedly.
One day, I will take everything back today. I will kill you with my own hands. The lion thought silently in his heart. His face remained expressionless.
Just when she was thinking wildly, Keith suddenly unlocked the handcuffs on her hands.
My wrist had turned red from enduring the pain just now, and it had turned into a bloodstain.
Before the lion had time to think about it, he soon discovered that his limbs were tied up and he was lying on the bed like a herringbone. He was almost naked. His back was still scarred and his body was not intact. He was lying there as if there were ants.
The ant on the hot chopping board and hot pot wanted to turn over to reduce the pain, but her hands and feet were tied behind her back, leaving her helpless.
Pain, pain, excruciating pain. Big drops of sweat flowed down the lion's forehead, and dense sweat dripped from his body as he endured the pain.
The lion turned his head and glared at him, silently asking him what he wanted to do.
Soon, she had the answer.
Case smiled evilly at her and turned her body over as if remembering something.
Keith walked over blankly holding something that looked like a needle and looked at her snowy back which was covered with whip marks and was bloody.
While stroking, he said infatuatedly: "Alice, my little lion... From today on, you are a lion. I will personally tattoo the lion to represent you..."
Hearing this, no matter how stupid the lion was, he understood what was going on. This bastard actually wanted to tattoo a lion picture on her back!
The lion didn't know how long he gritted his teeth and held on. He only knew that she fainted for the first time, slowly woke up, and fainted again, and this happened over and over again. He just wanted to see her like this, to see her worse than death.
That way, he will be happier.
The pain on her back was burning. As he tattooed it more carefully, the lion became more and more aware that this tattoo would stay on her back for the rest of her life. She would also be unable to get rid of this terrible nightmare for the rest of her life.
Because, even after she ran away from him, when she saw the pattern on his back every time she took a shower, her memory would constantly recall the nightmare of him torturing her and playing with her body.
It hurts... it hurts... Why does it feel like I'm in hell? Why does it feel like I'm about to die?
Who is coming, who is coming to save her?
There is only indifference and despair in this world... Everything she grew up in this hell told her this fact.
Don’t be frightened by these little abuses. The abuse here is her inhuman life in the killer company. These are compared to her happy life after escaping. Of course, there will be haze in that happiness, but after the haze, there is always warmth
Sunshine. Please feel free to read on and enter the trap with confidence. Don’t worry. Yueyue is afraid that you will be scared, so please explain, hehe.