When Ingrid woke up again, she was already in a dark dungeon, surrounded by iron walls, and at a glance it was crowded with people, each cell was nearly a hundred square meters, with simple decoration, basic household items, and the glaring iron railings.

"Here?" Ingrid muttered to herself, and when she opened her hazy eyes, she felt weak.

"You're finally awake." At this moment, the voice sounded like a clear spring, and Ingrid looked at it, this is a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old, with picturesque eyebrows, a delicate nose, a cherry mouth, long hair up to the waist, and her appearance is even more captivating, beautiful and moving. The only regret is that this girl is a little unclothed.

"Where am I?" Ingrid asked.

"The basement of Maktoum's house." The woman's voice was extremely beautiful, and her words were full of calmness, as if she had already looked down on all this.

"Basement?" Ingrid's face was full of surprise.

"Yes, Maktoum is a very rich man, and every time he buys sex, he has to keep young and beautiful girls for himself, so after the deal is over, he always uses despicable means to put her under house arrest. Over time, this place will catch up with the harem of the Chinese emperor. The woman explained.

"It's nonsense!" Ingrid was so excited that she hurriedly shook the iron door.

"Don't shout, there are a lot of guards outside, you can't get out." The woman explained.

"What about my family? What about my sister? At this moment, Ingrid was full of helplessness, and she realized that the clothes on her body had already been changed and replaced with a thin layer of flesh-colored skirt, which was almost equivalent to not wearing it, and her graceful figure was unobstructed.

"Sister? When we started driving, you reacted like this, but when you got here, there was really no way. Another woman, in her twenties, advised.

"That's your business, I'm going back now, my sister is still waiting for me, they can't lose me." Ingrid shook the door desperately, waiting for a miracle to happen, but it was as indestructible as the door of a prison made of iron bars the thickness of her wrists.

"What's the matter, little girl." At this moment, a guard came in and looked at Ingrid with some confusion, although he looked five big and three thick, he did not seem to be hostile to Ingrid's words.

"This big brother, please, let me out, I still have two very small sisters at home, and there is no one to take care of them. Please! Ingrid stretched out her hands and pleaded with all her might.

"Let you go? Alas, then who will release me? Everyone is here to live," the guard said very crisply and calmly, as if he had said this set of words no less than a hundred times, and then he turned around and left coldly.

"What a hate! What a damn bastard! "Ingrid sat on the ground, and out of nowhere came the courage, and the vicious thought came out of her teeth, and she cursed hysterically, regardless of any reserve." Fuck Daddy! A man doesn't even have a responsibility, and the president who has a head filled with water! Did he get a donkey kick in the head!? Where's the relief food!? Where's the relief food! This bunch of bastards, die die, die" All the women looked at Ingrid quietly, but they didn't say anything, just waited quietly for her to vent their resentment.

"This sister, don't be sad, who of us who is willing to come here? Instead of getting angry here, it's better to figure out how to leave. An older woman in the cage opposite admonished.

"That's what you said when you left," Ingrid immediately stopped cursing, rubbing her hands together, and continued to ask, "Please tell me about the rules here." ”

Through the dialogue, I learned that this Maktoum is really mad, not only has the hobby of house arrest beauties, but also lets these beauties live in the dungeon, and will ask people to provide sufficient food and clothing every day, as well as some cosmetics and necessities, living here can be regarded as worry-free, and then Maktoum is full of thoughts about these girls, who thinks of whom to serve him, if there are people who do not serve well, without exception, they will be severely punished. "What a pleasure bastard, do you really think he's the emperor?" Ingrid gritted her teeth: "So what kind of punishment will be imposed here?" ”

The punishment is to let a beautiful woman who is alive and well, tortured by various torture instruments, and over time it is full of all kinds of wailings, and many beauties are obedient, becoming extremely timid and obedient, in order to survive, desperately to please Maktoum.

After hearing this, Ingrid also looked at it, each prison was close to a hundred square meters, the back was a solid iron wall, the left and right fronts were woven with iron rods, and there was a skylight several meters high on the back, which was used for ventilation, but the skylight was also firmly inlaid with iron rods. Under such conditions, there is no way to escape without tools, with bare hands.

While Ingrid was thinking, two guards arrived, one with a plate of roast chicken and bread and milk, and the other with a beautiful purple dress and slowly walked to Ingrid's prison.

One of the guards said coldly: "Ingrid, you will serve that bastard of Maktoum tonight." ”

With that, the two of them put their clothes and food in front of Ingrid's prison.

Ingrid stopped talking, looking at the fragrant roast chicken, and fantasizing in her mind how nice it would be if her sister could eat it.

"Nobody likes Maktoum, but at least you should enjoy the meal." A woman looked at Ingrid with a hint of envy in her words.

Hearing this, Ingrid smiled bitterly, she didn't like this kind of service, and said, "Don't want this service." ”

"Sister, don't you know, only the people who serve, there are new clothes and delicious food, on weekdays, we will eat some noodles and white milk, because Mark is afraid that we will gain weight, and the fat people will end up miserable." The older woman said.

"Bread milk!" Ingrid muttered to herself, she wanted to say, maybe you haven't seen the market outside in a long time, right? At this time, it is a luxury to have a loaf of bread to eat, and many people are starving to death.

"Sister, eat quickly, wait and serve well, don't blame that bastard, otherwise you will suffer." The older woman continued.

"I...."Ingrid wanted to say something, but when she wanted to speak, she had an idea, as if she had thought of something, and then said: "Okay, if you come, you will be safe." After saying that, she picked up the roast chicken and tore off the two chicken legs, and then threw the rest of the chicken to the others, who all cast grateful eyes when they saw this.

"Hey!" Only then did she take a small bite, tasteless, looking at the fragrant roast chicken legs, and then she quietly wrapped them in paper while others were not paying attention, and then changed into a purple skirt and hid the chicken legs on her body. Because she was unwilling, she wanted to leave here and bring back chicken legs for her two younger sisters, so it was a good opportunity for him to serve him at night, and when the time came, she would find a way to act at the opportunity to see if she could slip away.

At night, the moonlight is like a flower, the sky is full of stars, reflecting the earth, at this moment Ingrid has already changed into a purple dress, under the leadership of the guard, through a corridor, a rockery, and finally came to Maktoum's room.

At this moment, Maktoum was lying on the bed, fat and happy, and when he saw Ingrid's arrival, his face was immediately filled with a lewd smile.

"Oh my dear Ingrid, I've been waiting for you for a long time, do you still like the clothes I prepared for you today?" Maktoum asked. At this moment, Ingrid is full of calculations, as the eldest son in the family, she has always been good at controlling facial expressions, at this time Ingrid smiled slightly, like a kind big sister, and said: "This dress is so beautiful, I naturally like it."

"Oh, look at your little mouth, it's been so sweet the first day you've been here. It really makes me love it to death! Maktoum smiled lewdly again, and opened his bloody mouth to kiss Ingrid.

"Oh, don't worry." Ingrid laughed, and then flashed her figure, came directly behind Maktoum, patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's no fun to get things in your hands easily, if you want to play, come and catch me." ”

"Haha, beauty, it's really naughty." Maktoum laughed, and then his body shook, and he pounced on Ingrid again.

"Ha, you can't catch me." Ingrid dodged again, her language sarcastic, but without losing her charm.

"Hahaha, you're waiting for me." Maktoum was already exhausted and out of breath.

"Come on, happiness is in front of you." Ingrid took the opportunity to come to a table, and with a smile on his face, he saw an iron bench behind her, and she slowly bent down and sat down, one hand already grasping the foot of the bench.

"Oh beauty, I'm here." Maktoum smiled lewdly.

"Hurry up~" When Ingrid saw Mark's figure coming, she stood up, and then raised her arm, grabbed the iron bench and smashed it on Maktoum's head.

"To hell with it!" Ingrid was tired of this lewd fellow.

"Ahh Maktoum was suddenly hit head-on by the iron bench, even though the power of this attack was not large, but because he was too fat, and he had just chased Ingrid, he consumed too much physical strength, and there was no way to dodge this sudden attack for a while.

"Bang Bang"

Ingrid slammed into his head again.

Seeing Baker being beaten to the point that her head was bleeding, Ingrid immediately wanted to escape, but as soon as she opened it, several guards at the door stepped forward and grabbed her.

"Damn, you bunch of rice buckets, why didn't this stinky girl beat me up just now?" Mark grabbed his injured head and yelled.

"My lord, we thought you were playing a game—" replied one of the guards in a very perfunctory manner.

"Hmph"

Ingrid snorted coldly, with a look of contempt, it seems that this Mark is not a very good person, even his guards heard that he was beaten, and they didn't make a move, but when she wanted to flee, she made a move, so that Maktoum had no way to add the responsibility of these guards.

"Stinky, I'm going to let you taste Lao Tzu's awesomeness today." Maktoum said fiercely, and then waved his hand, several guards naturally understood, and brought Ingrid back the way he came, at this moment Ingrid was taken to another cell, this cell has a cross made of wood, with a thick bracelet on it, and the guards are very skilled in locking Ingrid's neck, hands, and feet...

Ingrid suddenly noticed something. She seems to have failed in her escape.