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"You monster—don't you dare touch Miss Wang! She's innocent, please, if you have a grudge, take it out on me instead! I’ll do anything you want—just let her go!" Maggie Chang screamed, her voice raw with desperation as she struggled fiercely. Overwhelmed by guilt for dragging Minnie Wang into this, Maggie could only hope to buy time and pray for a miracle.
Beast froze for a moment, then turned his predatory gaze toward Maggie Chang, a wicked idea flickering in his eyes. He released the struggling Minnie Wang and flashed Maggie a sinister grin: "So, little Maggie, you really mean it? Anything I want, you'll do?"
"Just promise you won’t hurt her, and I’ll do anything—anything you want," Maggie replied, her voice trembling with fear and urgency.
"Oh? Heh heh, is that so! Fine, I won't lay a finger on her—for now. But you’d better make me happy. If I’m not satisfied, Miss Wang will pay the price," Beast threatened, his eyes gleaming with cruel excitement.
"I’ll do whatever you want—just don’t touch her!" Maggie said, her resolve shining through her fear, determined to protect Minnie Wang at any cost.
"Heh heh, little Maggie, you really know how to play along. Since you're so eager, let's crank things up—let's play the most thrilling game," Beast said, his eyes blazing with twisted anticipation at the thought of dominating a beauty.
Beast unlocked Maggie Chang’s handcuffs and yanked her onto the waterbed. "Little Maggie, Beast loves hearing pretty girls scream in pain—now’s your chance to put on a good show. Heh heh," he sneered, looming over her.
"W-what do you want me to do?" Maggie stammered, clutching her chest in terror as Beast’s sinister laughter sent icy chills racing down her spine.
Beast drank in Maggie Chang’s terrified look, a rush of twisted excitement flooding his senses. He grinned, "Heh heh—someone as gorgeous as you, Maggie, deserves to be savored. It’s no fun if I rush things—I want to take my time. So you’d better cooperate."
While speaking, Beast turned to Lily, who watched nervously from the side. "Lily, tie her up. Maggie’s voice is too sweet—I’m going to play with wax, then the whip, and then the double-dragon special. Heh heh!"
Lily shuddered at Beast’s new 'menu', a cold sweat breaking out as she forced a shaky smile. "Heh heh—Beast, you’re so cruel, treating such a delicate beauty like this. Don’t you know how to cherish a woman?"
Beast’s face twisted at Lily’s words, and he swung a brutal slap across her cheek, sending her sprawling. "You damn bitch, you tired of living? Don’t tell me how to have my fun—I love playing rough with beauties! The prettier they are, the harder I go! Get up and help, or I’ll start with you!"
Lily whimpered, clutching her swollen cheek as she crawled forward, hair in disarray. She grabbed the rope from the waterbed and tied up Maggie Chang, then silently retreated, trembling. She knew she’d crossed Beast’s forbidden line—his childhood trauma made him crave hurting women for twisted pleasure.
"Heh heh—little Maggie, time to let you feel the thrill of hot wax," Beast said, yanking Maggie Chang onto the waterbed, lighting a cluster of candles, and letting the burning-hot wax drip mercilessly onto her soft neck.
Ssss—sss—sss—the molten wax splattered onto Maggie Chang’s pale, delicate skin, making her whole body shudder violently from the burning pain. She gritted her teeth, refusing to cry out, but tears of agony streamed down her cheeks.
"So stubborn, huh? I love it—makes it all the more fun! Time to turn up the heat," Beast said, his eyes gleaming with sick anticipation as he snatched up a black whip and brought it down hard on Maggie Chang.
Whack! Whack! Whack!
Beast whipped Maggie Chang over and over, shredding her coat and leaving angry, bleeding welts on her tender skin. Maggie clenched her jaw, refusing to scream, knowing any sound would only fuel his sadistic pleasure.
Beast’s eyes burned with savage hunger as he raised the whip again, striking Maggie Chang even harder while cackling wildly. "Scream! Come on, scream for me—I want to hear you beg!"
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
Under the furious whipping, Maggie Chang’s coat was torn to shreds, her pale skin crisscrossed with raw, bleeding welts. Her white slip and panties peeked through the ruined fabric, and even her long white skirt was ripped apart, exposing her trembling body. She bit down hard on her lip, refusing to give Beast the satisfaction of her screams, but tears streamed from her eyes—her pitiful, rain-soaked look was heartbreakingly fragile.