I felt the fragrance grow increasingly alluring, and with its intoxicating aroma, an irresistible desire rose within me. Suddenly, a thought struck me, and I forced myself to say, "This pillow!!"
The princess chuckled, a strange glint in her eyes: "You're clever... The spices in the pillow are from India... This stuff is extremely valuable, an ounce costs more than gold... But as for the effects... Hmph."
The effect... I smiled bitterly to myself, because I had personally experienced the effect!
At first, I didn't notice the faint fragrance because the princess was right next to me; I just thought it was her perfume. But gradually, something was wrong. I felt increasingly parched, and looking at the alluring female body before me, I couldn't help but feel dizzy and my eyes were practically spitting fire! A raging fire of desire was burning in my lower abdomen, and I felt my body getting hot. Gradually, all other thoughts disappeared from my mind except for staring intently at the naked woman before me!
At this moment, the woman in front of me, this wanton princess, was full of endless charm and allure in my eyes!
She laughed and climbed back onto the bed. As she lay on her stomach, kneeling on the bed and supporting herself with her arms, this position made her already full and rounded breasts form an alluring, natural bell-shaped shape. Her high-perched buttocks and wasp waist further stimulated my hormones...
I finally lost my senses, staring intently at this woman, a fire burning within me! My only thought was to leap up and possess her madly! To ravage her! To tear her apart! ...
The princess sat on me again, leaning down once more. This time, without the obstruction of her clothes, her soft, full breasts pressed tightly against me, her smooth skin rubbing against my body, making my blood vessels feel like they were about to burst. My mouth was dry, but I retained the last shred of reason, clenching my teeth and remaining silent.
"Beg me...beg me, darling..." The princess's smile grew even more alluring. She slowly leaned closer, her lips near my ear, and gently licked my earlobe with her tongue. Then she whispered sweetly, "You don't have to hold back so much...as long as you speak, as long as you beg me, I'll give it to you...as long as you speak, as long as you say you beg me, say you want me, you can immediately enjoy my body..."
Her nipples rubbed against my chest, her tongue gently licked and nibbled at my earlobe, and her soft, murmured voice echoed in my ears. I felt wave after wave of pleasure stimulating and tempting me. Several times I almost couldn't resist asking her for it, but the last shred of reason held me back...
The princess leaned in again, this time kissing my lips, then sticking out her tongue and licking them back and forth. Seeing how hard I was trying to hold back, she chuckled, took one of my stiff hands, and pressed it forcefully against her breast… My body trembled as I felt her soft, smooth hand. Her full breasts were too big for my hand to cover, but she guided it, sliding it down her chest…
"Beg me... just beg me... say you want me... just beg me..." The princess's voice gradually revealed a morbid excitement and madness...
Just then, I suddenly mustered the last shred of my sanity and roared at the top of my lungs, "Go to hell! I'd never want a woman like you!!"
The princess's body jolted suddenly, and the hand that was gripping me froze. Then she stared at me intently for a long while, and her gaze sent a chill down my spine.
Suddenly... *smack!*
She slapped me across the face, and I lay there unable to move, forced to endure the blows. Half of my cheek burned with pain. I was instantly enraged, but the pain also sobered me up a bit.
The princess's face was contorted with rage, her eyes filled with venom as she stared intently at me. I had expected her to pounce on me and bite me, or even stab me to death... but she didn't!
Suddenly, her expression changed, her anger vanished, and a trace of sorrow appeared in her eyes. Then, her body went limp, and she lay on top of me, bursting into tears.
She cried for a while, and just when I thought she had given up, I felt a sharp pain in my neck. She bit me hard again, this time even deeper! A clear tooth mark was immediately left on my neck, and it even drew blood!
When she sat up, her face was still streaked with tears, but her expression had turned cold.
"You won't beg me, will you? I just want you to say you want me! You still look down on me, don't you? Humph! All these years, my only wish is to hear you say it to me in person... I only have this one wish! And you won't even grant it!!"
As she spoke, her anger flared up again, and this time she struck me across the face with both hands, one on each side. The beating fueled my rage, but I knew perfectly well what was happening...
Princess, she seems to have really gone mad! The more mad she becomes, the more... it seems she really does see me as that person!
“If you won’t talk… I have ways to make you talk!” She gritted her teeth, then turned to the side and reached under the bed, pulling out a small bag. She opened the bag and took out several things that left me speechless…
A vibrating stick... a bouncing bullet... a dzi bead... a leather whip... and... a small dagger?
What kind of rubbish is this?!
Looking into the princess's eyes, I felt genuinely scared... Could she be planning to use all these BDSM things on me?
The princess chuckled, her face still streaked with tears, yet she laughed so unrestrainedly. I watched as her gaze swept over the "tools," and she slowly picked up a dagger first.
She held the dagger and gently pressed it against my chest. The blade was sharp and gleamed coldly. The cool metal against my skin instantly sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't help but hiss in a low voice, "Hey, you crazy woman, what are you trying to do... Ah!!"
Before I could finish speaking, she had already gripped the dagger and slashed it across my chest, instantly cutting a gash!
"Don't worry, darling, I can't bear to kill you... This cut is very shallow..." she chuckled.
But how could a knife not hurt when it cuts someone? I gasped in pain, and the intense agony instantly extinguished my lust. Seeing the blood flowing from my chest, the princess's eyes gleamed with increasing excitement. She actually pressed a finger forcefully into my wound, causing the bleeding to accelerate. I gritted my teeth in pain, while she giggled even more gleefully. Finally, she even brought the blood-stained finger to her lips and sucked on it…
The princess carefully sucked my blood from her fingers, a look of enjoyment on her face, a scene that sent chills down my spine.
This woman is completely insane!
Her eyes grew brighter and brighter, her expression more and more excited. With a swift movement, she slashed my arm again... Blood flowed, instantly staining the sheets red.
Despite the excruciating pain, I clenched my teeth and stared at her silently. This time, the princess simply moved closer, bringing her lips to the edge of my wound and sucking hard. Then she licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, her face beaming with joy: "Darling... scream! The louder you scream, the more excited I get!"
I finally couldn't hold back any longer and burst out cursing: "You bitch! You slut!! You madman! You pervert!! If I ever get the chance, I'll cut you into a thousand pieces, I'll... ah! I'll strip you naked and throw you into the sea to feed the sharks... ah! I'll fuck your mother, you bitch! You slut who's been ridden by a thousand men and trampled by ten thousand men... I'll fuck... ah!"
The more fiercely I cursed, the happier she laughed. As I continued to yell, she slashed me three or four more times, each cut drawing blood! Fortunately, her cuts weren't too deep; each one only penetrated halfway into my flesh, merely cutting my skin and causing me to bleed. But even so, after being slashed five or six times, the muscles in my face were twitching with pain, and blood flowed freely, instantly staining the sheets beneath me red.
After making five or six cuts, I suddenly remembered the scene earlier today when I watched the wooden man being captured... Back then, the wooden man was also cutting and slicing at that person with a scalpel...
A strange thought popped into my head: Looks like my luck is really bad today. This afternoon I threatened someone with live dissection, and now I'm here, about to be live-dissected by this woman myself! This karma's really coming fast…
"I...I'll fuck you, you bitch...what are you going to do to me..." I was under the influence of the drugs, and I was already weak. Now, with so much blood loss, my voice was hoarse, and I was struggling to speak. I gasped, "If...if I get out of here, I'll skin you alive and pull your tendons out..."
The princess's eyes grew increasingly excited, her voice sweet and cloying as she pressed close to me: "Keep screaming! Darling, seeing you bleed makes me happier than anything else..."
"Damn it! If you like seeing blood, why don't you cut yourself off!" I cursed weakly. "You fucking like drinking my blood too, I think you're a vampire!"
I knew I had completely broken ties with this woman, and I let go of many reservations, so I started cursing without restraint.
"Hehehe..." the princess chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't kill you so soon..."
She finally put down the dagger, and I breathed a sigh of relief. But then I saw her pick up a small bottle and pour out a strange, sticky substance. This sticky substance was in her palm, and with a malicious smile, she gently smeared it on a cut on my chest…
"Ah!!" This time I couldn't hold back any longer; the excruciating pain made me scream! That sticky stuff was plastered on the wound, causing my entire body to convulse in agony! The moment that thing touched the wound, it burned with intense pain! I was drenched in thick, yellow sweat!
I bit my lip so hard it almost bled, and when I saw the woman's blissful smile, I suddenly found my strength and yelled, "You bitch! What did you use to torture me with! You...you fucking slut! You have the guts...I...ah!!"
"Ouch, what did you say? Your voice is too soft... Shout louder!" The princess's voice was sweet, but her movements didn't stop. She quickly smeared the stuff in her palm onto all the wounds on my body. As a result, every one of my five or six wounds was in excruciating pain! Wherever that stuff touched a wound, it felt like it was burning on fire; the pain was so intense that I almost bit my teeth to pieces!
"I'll fuck you... you bitch... you slut... I..." My voice was hoarse, and I didn't even have the strength to shout. The excruciating pain in my whole body made my muscles twitch uncontrollably. My nose, face, and forehead were covered in sweat.
"This stuff was also bought from India...it's top-quality medicine for wounds." The princess chuckled. "Look, the wound has stopped bleeding now, hasn't it? Oh, darling, I'm doing this for your own good...how can we continue playing if I don't stop the bleeding?"
"Medicine...medicine my ass!" I don't believe this is any kind of medicine! How could medicine cause this much pain?
"Hehehe..." the princess laughed, "The medicine is real, but I added something to it..."
"Wh-what..." I could barely speak.
"Salt," the princess said with a charming smile, "I added lots and lots of salt... Does it feel good?"
She smiled and picked up the leather whip beside her, which had been coiled up. The princess smiled and slowly untied the whip…
I watched helplessly as she untied the whip, even shaking it in her hand to make a crisp "crack" sound. I smiled bitterly to myself: I'm having a bad day. I was almost dissected alive just now, and now it looks like this woman is going to do S&M to me.
Just as I was thinking this, I heard a "whoosh" sound, followed by a snap!
My body convulsed as the whip lashed out, leaving a deep welt on my chest! The area where the whip struck was torn and bleeding!
I gritted my teeth, refusing to make a sound, staring intently at the woman. After she finished lashing me with the whip, I hissed, "Come on! Come on again! You bitch, do you have the guts to kill me?!"
"Hehe..." The princess laughed, standing beside me, twirling the whip in her hand, and said softly, "My dear, don't be in such a hurry... I was just testing you. I won't hit you now, because the whip needs to be soaked in water first... It's more fun to use a whip after it's been soaked in water!"
I stared at this woman... How come I never realized she was this twisted?
She pulled a bottle of mineral water from under the bed and then gently sprinkled it on the whip right in front of me. The water was everywhere, and the bed was already a mess.
I looked at the water-soaked whip in her hand, but the princess's eyes grew brighter and brighter...
Just as she flicked the whip again, and looked at me as if about to strike, I suddenly shouted, "Wait!"
"What's wrong?" the princess said in a seductive voice. "My dear, don't worry, I'll hit you very gently... okay?"
My mind raced, and I gasped, "You...you just want to hear me beg you, don't you? You just want me to say I want you, don't you?"
"What's wrong? You're willing to talk now?" the princess asked with delight.
"Hmph!" I gritted my teeth and said, "You win! I'm scared of you! Just pretend I can't take the beating and I gave in! Fine... come here, I'll tell you everything. Just tell me what you want to hear, and I'll tell you everything..."
The princess beamed, finally releasing the whip from her grasp. She climbed back onto the bed, grinning, and said, "Alright! Darling, I want you to say... say you want me... say... say you only want me..."
"Okay!" I gasped, then deliberately mumbled indistinctly, "I...I want..."
"What? Speak louder." The princess didn't hear me clearly, but she moved a few steps closer to me anxiously.
I continued, mumbling, "I...I said I wanted..."
"What do you want... speak louder."
I pretended to be weak and said haltingly, "I...I want..."
The princess, caught off guard, leaned closer to me, saying exactly what she wanted to hear. When she was right in front of me, I looked into her eyes, took a deep breath, and then suddenly roared, "I'm going to kill you!!"
After saying that, I suddenly jumped up from the bed and then, with all my might, slammed my head hard into her head!
Bang!
I slammed my forehead hard against hers, and the pain made my vision go black. The princess groaned as I hit her, and her body immediately fell backward, crashing onto the bed without moving. She had fainted.
I breathed a sigh of relief, but my body went limp, and I fell back onto the bed...
I was under the influence of the drugs, and my body was weak. I had endured so much torture for half a day, carefully gathering this little bit of strength. Now, I deliberately tricked the princess into getting close to me, and with this forceful bump, I knocked her unconscious. But all the strength I had gathered for half a day had dissipated. Moreover, I am now covered in injuries and have lost so much blood. Lying in bed, I can only breathe heavily, but I can't even move a little finger.
Silence fell over the room...
Part Three: The Pinnacle, Chapter Fourteen: Because of You
The slaps that crazy woman gave me earlier still stung my face. But compared to the pain in my body, those slaps were almost negligible. Although the bleeding from the cuts on my body had been stopped by that damned medicine the princess had given me, the salt-laced medicine made the wounds even more excruciating—I even suspected that if I hadn't been drugged and unable to move, I would have been writhing on the ground in agony. And the whip mark on my body was even more painful, leaving my skin torn and bleeding.
Sure enough, the whip, after being soaked in water, really did deliver a powerful blow!
I lay on the bed, gathering my strength for what felt like forever. With every ounce of effort, I managed to twist my body slightly. Unable to lift my arms, I could only strain my body to move to the side, barely managing to get to the edge of the bed. Even this small movement left me utterly exhausted. I wondered what kind of drug that bitch princess had given me—was it some kind of sleeping potion? I cursed inwardly…
The princess lay on the ground, her body turned to one side, her head tilted to one side, her hair disheveled and covering her face, her eyes tightly closed, and a little blood on her forehead. It seemed that the impact I had caused was indeed quite severe. I grew increasingly anxious. I waited for a while, but my body still couldn't move... Heaven knows when the princess would wake up! Although I wasn't sure how long she would be unconscious, it was just a bump; it shouldn't be too long.
But my condition showed no improvement whatsoever. I had no doubt that if the princess woke up before me, I would be in deep trouble.
Although I've practiced martial arts, I don't possess the kind of internal energy found in wuxia novels. As for things like expelling poison with internal energy, that's just novelists' fantasy. I could only lie on the edge of the bed like a dead dog. Suddenly, something on the floor beside me jumped into my view!
It was a bottle of water! A bottle of mineral water! A large one!
The princess just poured this bottle of water on the whip, but she only used half of it and casually threw the other half on the ground... I don't know what kind of anesthetic she gave me, but generally speaking, this kind of cold water should have a stimulating effect.
Even though it's just a sliver of hope, it's still better than lying here waiting to die!
I strained with all my might, trying to turn my body to the side and move towards the water. Every inch I moved required almost every ounce of strength I had. Finally, the bottle of water was right in front of me—it was within reach, but how could I possibly reach out my hand?
My arms felt incredibly strong, yet despite looking directly at the tiny plastic bottle in front of me, I couldn't lift a single finger. I was both anxious and angry—anxious about my current state and angry at this crazy woman, the princess.
Just then, the princess on the ground seemed to let out a faint groan, which startled me! I knew she was probably about to wake up, and sweat beaded on my forehead. Without thinking, I bent over and desperately tried to get my head towards the water bottle. I almost stuck my tongue out, and the tip of my tongue barely touched the rim of the bottle.
Although I was in a terrible state, my heart was burning with rage! I had only one thought in my mind: once I regained my freedom, I would never let this crazy woman off easily!
Finally, I moved forward a few more inches, my mouth almost covering the bottle opening. But the problem was, in this position, I couldn't drink a single drop of water. I couldn't very well stick my tongue into the tiny opening to add water, could I? ... I suddenly remembered a story I heard as a child called "The Crow and the Pitcher." I felt like that poor crow, helpless in the face of the tiny opening.
The princess beside me stirred slightly; I knew the time until she woke up was drawing ever closer! I took a deep breath, bit down hard on the bottle, and then, with all my might, rolled over…