At the graduation ceremony, my husband's stepsister came running over, covered in a red rash.
“Sister-in-law, you've already got your master's degree. Could you stop injecting me with insect venom now?”
My husband flew into a rage and had his men send me to the tropical rainforests of northern Myanmar.
“There are plenty of snakes, bugs, rats, and mice there. You can experience Xue'er's suffering for yourself.”
Nine months later, the police rescued me from an underground black market and brought me home.
I was dazed and numb, and had to be fed by someone else.
My husband angrily knocked the nanny's bowl of food from her hands.
“Helian Xing, who are you giving that attitude to? Can't you even eat by yourself?”
The pleasure-doll command was triggered, and I smoothly rose to undress.
“Master, Xiao Xing will put on a show for you now. Please watch.”
