Bai Zhen glanced at it and stepped forward curiously.

The stage was surrounded by several floors, and she used her strength to squeeze to the front.

The sight in front of her stunned her.

In front of him was an iron cage about one person high.

Inside sat a disheveled teenager.

A black cloth blindfolded him, and an iron collar bound his snow-white neck, one end of which was chained to the cage. His hands and feet were bound by chains, and every time he moved, he made a clanging sound.

The wrinkled garment was half removed, revealing smooth and delicate shoulders, beautiful collarbones, and a fair, seductive chest.

He lay there silently, being viewed by the women below with a lewd gaze, like an object to be chosen.

Bai Zhen frowned, feeling that such a transaction was too morbid, but she was slightly relieved in her heart.

It's not night dust.

It's just that the body shape is somewhat similar.

Someone behind him was already stretching his neck and shouting, "Let's start!" When will it start! ”

As soon as the words fell, a woman came to the stage and said with a smile, "Don't worry, guest officer, this is about to start." ”

She walked up to the cage, took out a bunch of keys from her waist, and opened the iron door.

As she walked in, the two people next to her pushed the props up.

The cart is full of 'sex toys'.

There was a whip, and a rope, and a silver needle, and a candle......

The equipment is so complete that Bai Zhen's eyelids jump.

What is this?

Is it a bondage play plus femdom - teach......

Ancient people were so heavy-mouthed, so good at playing......

She's out of the groove.

The woman had already picked up a rattan stick, soaked it in cold water, and slammed it on the boy's body.

The rattan after being immersed in cold water has a sharp edge like a knife. That blow was enough to tear through a thin layer of clothing, and the blood beads soon seeped out, sticking to the fabric, showing a red mark on the boy's back.

His body shook violently forward, causing the chain to rattle, and his hand gripped the cage tightly without making a sound.

He turned his back to Bai Zhen's direction, and the supple green silk hung down, and from her point of view, it looked more like Yeyin Chen.

With just such a whip, the crowd had already erupted in a deafening cheer.

Bai Zhen's eyes sank, looking at the woman on the stage with a whip and a bright smile and the young man who was destroyed without saying a word.

Doesn't he resist?

The woman approached, and her hand grasped the supple green silk without pity, forcing him to look up.

The young man knelt on the ground, perhaps because of his bare feet, his feet were a little red, and his white and full fingertips curled up slightly, as if to show resistance.

The woman clamped his jaw, reached for a bottle of liquid, opened the boy's mouth, and poured it all in.

Below, the cheers remained.

Bai Zhen watched the young man's body tremble slightly, and soon collapsed on the iron cage behind him.

The woman picked up the rattan again.

The sound of whipping echoed in his ears, and several long blood marks had appeared on the young man's back, as if trying to dodge, he propped his hands on the bottom of the iron cage and crawled forward one by one.

The woman didn't get angry when she saw this, but just tugged at the collar around her neck, making it difficult for him to move.

Gradually, the potion took effect, and his body lay limply on the ground, wandering around his body in a hot and hot manner, and at the same time itching terribly, and the rest of his body became irritated.