The Overbearing Dignitaries Is Incomparable

Chapter 6-10

☆、Chapter 6 can not be equipped to run

Ellen bowed her head meekly and said respectfully, "Yes, young master."

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After passing through the long corridor, I came to a small courtyard behind the castle.

Harriet was pushed into the bedroom, staggering a few steps before he was able to get on his feet.

Ellen said with a cold face, "From today onwards, this is your residence. If you live here, you must obey the rules. Three, you are not allowed to leave the yard without permission, you are not allowed to escape without permission, and you are not allowed to disrespect the young master."

Harriet scoffed, ignoring the rules at all.

Although the lunatic asylum is dangerous, is it not a luxurious prison?

Ellen ignored her contempt and turned and left the bedroom.

Harriet was about to go out when the door stopped a few millimeters from the tip of her nose with a bang.

She grabbed the doorknob and tried to twist it a few times, but couldn't.

The door was locked from the outside.

Harriet turned around, and since he couldn't escape for a while, he stayed.

The conditions in the bedroom are not bad, the bed and wardrobe dresser, plus a separate bathroom, clothes, skin care products and cosmetics, everything is available.

Open the wardrobe, and there are all bunny girls, sailor suits, and various uniforms, all of which have one thing in common, exposure!

Both sexy and revealing.

That man is really nasty!

Harriet closed the closet and went into the bathroom, standing in front of the vanity, looking at herself in the mirror.

This was the first time she saw her face, and her fingers trembled as she stroked the criss-cross scars.

How much hatred does it have to be cruel to her next time?

She grabbed her hair in pain, racked her brains, and her mind was empty.

Can't remember anything.

The only thing I remember is the word Harriet.

Maybe God couldn't bear to be too cruel to her, so she remembered her name.

After waking up from the insane asylum, she was sedated forcibly every day and spent most of the time in a coma.

Taking his mind back, Harriet patted his cheek.

She secretly told herself that she would escape, definitely!

After Ellen left, she never came to the bedroom again.

Harriet didn't care, and fell on the soft bed, his eyelids getting heavier.

In a daze, not knowing how long he'd slept, Harriet opened his eyes.

I could faintly smell the aroma of the food.

Rubbing his eyes, he came to the door and tried to pull the door, but there was no response.

Harriet clapped the door, trying to get someone outside to open it.

Five minutes passed, and Ellen's voice was heard outside, but no one came to the door.

Harriet turned back to the bed and sat down, patiently waiting.

Bringing her here won't just lock her up.

All she has to do is wait.

See what the hell they're up to.

At night, the entire castle is like a dream kingdom, dazzling and beautiful.

Harriet stood by the window, starving already, thinking about how to get out.

She tried to open the window, looked down from the window, and visually estimated that it was about eight meters away.

Eight meters, if you jump down, you will be injured if you don't die.

Not worth the loss.

She turned her head and looked at the sheets on the bed...

ten minutes later.

One end of the rope twisted from the sheets was tied to the foot of the bed, and one end was in Harriet's hand, carefully sliding down the window.

seven meters.

five meters.

"What are you doing?" A group of patrolling bodyguards suddenly appeared in the yard, and a strong flashlight hit her in the face.

The stabbing made her close her eyes subconsciously, and Harriet's hands were burning with pain.

☆、Chapter 7 Personal experience?

In this distracting second, she slid down for a while, and the bodyguard grabbed the sheet that fell to the ground and yanked it.

Harriet was like an ant on a branch, flung down effortlessly.

Bang!

Falling on the lawn, Harriet frowned in pain and turned pale.

"Take it back!" The bodyguard ruthlessly pulled her up and twisted her back to the bedroom.

I was caught on the spot after breaking out of the prison, and the next time I want to escape, it will not be so easy.

The window was sealed with iron seals that night, blocking her only possible escape route.

This night, I was battling a hungry, colic stomach.

The next day, it was still the smell of food that woke her up.

Harriet opened her eyes, exhausted with hunger, and came to the door slamming.

Nothing happens.

In the lunatic asylum, when tortured by women in white coats, they would often not be given food for a day or two.

It is not difficult to endure two days without eating or drinking.

What's more, there is water here.

She went into the bathroom, took raw water from the tap on the washstand, and drank it directly.

After a few sips, her stomach felt better, she left the bathroom, went back to the bed and lay down to save her energy.

monitoring room.

The bodyguard called out the surveillance of the single-family courtyard last night.

Bertina stretched her long legs lazily, her fair and slender fingers, and caressed Jinjila, who was frying in her arms.

Jinjila's hair is thick and fluffy, with tabbys, and looks majestic and handsome.

"kyitty, be quiet." Bertina pinched kyitty's ear, and her eyes fell on the monitor.

The window on the third floor opened, and five minutes later, a rope twisted from a sheet was thrown from the window.

Soon, a slender figure appeared outside the window.

Harriet's exaggerated step out of the window revealed black lace panties under her skirt.

Bertina raised the corners of her lips, she was an interesting woman who was not afraid of death.

None of the women in the castle dared to escape, she was the first.

Seeing her embarrassed being thrown off by the bodyguard, Bertina chuckled softly, the ending was unexpected.

Medwin couldn't figure out what his young master meant for a while, when he heard Bertina speak.

"Cut to her bedroom."

The bodyguard did as he was told, and the surveillance screen cut to Harriet's bedroom.

Monitored in real time.

In the picture, Harriet kept slamming on the door, but to no avail, he ran into the bathroom again.

Soon, she came out of the bathroom and wiped her mouth with one hand.

It was like... drinking water.

Seeing Harriet lying on the bed, motionless.

Bertina snapped her fingers, "Turn off the water in the bedroom."

"Yes, Master." Medwin ordered immediately.

Without water, let's see how long she can last.

Holding kyitty's furry nape in one hand, Bertina stood up, ready to leave.

After taking two steps, she paused again, "Did she not say a word?"

The bodyguard in charge of monitoring said: "The woman didn't say a word, and she didn't say a word when she fell."

Bertina frowned slightly, "Medwin, is her vocal cord really damaged?"

"Master, our doctor has done a general examination on her, and her vocal cords are indeed damaged."

"What is your name?"

Medwin shook his head, "No name, just code 1932."

"Huh." Bertina pursed the corners of her lips and walked away.

Medwin immediately followed and left the monitoring room. He began to report: "Master, the new batch of female slaves has been trained. Do you want to test it yourself?"

☆、Chapter 8

There are a large number of female slaves in the castle all the year round, and without exception, they are all women who are one in ten thousand and have a good appearance.

Through all kinds of strict training, and the training of the devil's will, finally can become a qualified female slave.

These female slaves will be exported to the rich or politicians of various countries.

As a long-standing spy, seek intelligence for Bertina.

Being carried by the back of the neck and hanging in the air, kyitty struggled twice with his limbs shaking, stunned, "meow"

Bertina's lips curled slightly, and she put kyitty in her arms, her expression arrogant and cold: "Let them come to the pool."

Outside, the sun is blazing.

The sun scorched the earth, and the rising heat wave came.

Bertina lay on the recliner, one long leg bent, the goblet between her fingertips.

The scarlet wine, shaken gently in the glass, exudes a mellow wine aroma.

There are ten female slaves in this group.

Dressed in sexy bikinis, standing lined up, each one carried out alone and placed in the crowd is an amazing beauty.

But in the eyes of Bertina, who is used to seeing all kinds of stunning beauties, they can only be regarded as barely noticeable.

Taking a sip of red wine, Bertina lost interest: "Start."

The female slaves have been instructed in advance, what is the content of today's inspection.

As soon as the initial order was given, ten people jumped into the pool one by one.

Swim in the water with the most beautiful posture.

It's not enough to be beautiful enough, and the eyes should be sultry enough.

The way of serving men is a compulsory course for female slaves. At this time, ten people show their abilities in the water.

Kyitty's fat head leaned over and licked the wine glass curiously.

Bertina pinched its ear with one hand, Ying Ting frowned slightly, "kyitty, you are really bad."

"meow"

Kyitty's hairy body, in a parabola, thumped and fell into the water. …………

Hungry, dizzy with hunger.

This is the third day.

The third day of fasting.

Harriet didn't know how long she could hold on. Lying on the bed, she gave birth to a little unwillingness for no reason.

It was as if she had pinpointed the time and when her psychological defense line was at its weakest, the bedroom door opened.

Ellen came in with the fragrant food.

Harriet propped his arms hard on the bed and sat up.

"Are you hungry?"

"..."

"Want to eat?"

Ellen held the tray in front of her.

Attractive food, right in front of you, you can reach out and touch it.

But Harriet also understood that it wasn't that simple, she pursed her lips and looked at Ellen.

"If you don't talk, you're not hungry anymore. Then keep going." Ellen turned and walked away.

It seemed that she was really just here to ask her if she was hungry and if she wanted to eat.

Harriet jumped out of bed and grabbed Ellen's neck from behind, knocking her to the ground.

Then, he quickly snatched the tray from her hand, ignoring the knife and fork, grabbed it with his hand and devoured it.

Ellen reacted and raised her hand to hit him.

Harriet raised his hand to intercept her arm in mid-air, and threw it to the side.

"Don't eat it!" Ellen rushed to grab it.

How can people snatch the food that reaches the mouth?

Harriet ran around the bedroom while holding the plate and stuffing it in his mouth.

After being hungry for three days, her physical strength is naturally inferior to Ellen.

Moments later, Harriet was pushed to the ground by Ellen, her face pressed tightly to the floor.

"Still not talking?" Ellen nodded and called her companion.

Another Ellen came in with the rope ready for sight.

☆、Chapter 9 began to bow his head

Together, the two tied Harriet's legs and hands behind him.

Unable to move, she began to struggle.

Sweat dripped from Harriet's forehead, and his hair was wet, sticking to his face, and he was extremely embarrassed.

damn it!

these people!

Ellen snorted coldly, picked up the tray, packed up the rest of the food, and left the bedroom.

Harriet tried to struggle, but the more he struggled, the tighter the rope became.

Soon, she felt that her hands and feet began to become cold, and her blood was not smooth.

She gritted her teeth, trying to hold back.

five minutes……

fifteen minutes……

half an hour...

An hour has passed, and my hands and legs have started to go numb due to the long-term lack of blood flow.

Like a million needles stabbing her at the same time, Harriet's nose was sweating.

no.

If it goes on like this, her hands and legs will be useless sooner or later.

She moved her body with difficulty, and it took her several minutes to move to the door within a short distance.

He knocked on the door with his head, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Let me out."

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after an hour.

Harriet, who put on a European medieval Ellen tutu skirt, stood in front of Ellen expressionlessly.

Ellen looked around her. "Who told you to pull up your neckline?"

The low-cut design accentuates the fullness of the chest.

However, Harriet raised the neckline a lot, revealing only the sexy collarbone, not the white roundness.

"I told you before that there are three nos. What I want to teach you now is that there are three absolutes."

Ellen's expression was cold, and she reached out and pulled her neckline down until it was half round, "Absolute obedience, absolute loyalty, and absolute dedication."

Harriet's face was expressionless, his heart was completely unmoved, he even wanted to laugh.

"Do you understand?" Ellen looked at her coldly. "If you don't understand, I don't mind locking you in again."

Harriet nodded.

Instead of being locked in the bedroom, it is better to pretend to be obedient, and it is not too late to escape after you have figured out the terrain here.

"Speak, do you understand?"

Harriet pursed his lips and said hoarsely, "Understood."

Ellen curled the corners of her lips and turned around: "Follow me."

Following behind Ellen, through the long corridor, came to the front of the castle.

Don't wait for Harriet to understand.

Ellen let out a low voice: "Where your eyes shouldn't look, don't look around!"

Harriet looked away, eyes lowered.

The splendid interior decoration makes people seem to have traveled to the royal family of the Middle Ages in Europe.

Luxurious and noble are on full display.

Ellen lifted her skirt and went upstairs, and Harriet followed with her skirt.

Go through the corridor, bypass the cloister, and come to a door.

The bodyguard of the man in black stood outside the door with a blank expression, Ellen lowered his head: "Please let me know, the person the young master wants has brought."

The man in black knocked on the door and only went in to report after getting permission.

After a while, the man in black motioned for Harriet to enter.

Ellen urged, "No matter what the young master says, do it. Remember what I told you, and obey absolutely."

Harriet was pushed forward by Ellen and staggered into the study.

Huge study, majestic atmosphere.

The man sitting on the executive chair was handsome and wicked, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his thin lips, and a faint curl of smoke lingered around him.

To that handsome face, adding a bit of a dreamy hazy feeling.

Medwin, who was standing at the desk reporting, suddenly lost his voice.

☆, Chapter 10

He closed the folder and stood respectfully aside. Harriet stepped on the expensive carpet and walked step by step towards the man whose eyes were full of predatory beasts.

Bertina held a cigarette in one hand, brushed off the ash with her long fingers, and narrowed her deep eyes dangerously.

She was wearing an Ellen outfit, her breasts were enlarged, her waist was slender, and her arms were slender and white, and Pingping Tingting was standing, all of which constituted an eye-catching scenery.

The thick hair covers half of his face, and the half of his face that is exposed in front of others is absolutely stunning.

"What's your name?" the man said in a low voice.

Harriet shook his head.

Bertina curled her fingers in despair and tapped the table: "Don't speak?"

"I don't know." Harriet didn't want to be locked in the bedroom again.

Endure hunger and b*****e.

"I don't know, or don't want to say it, eh?" Bertina got up, the tall man instantly felt a sense of oppression.

Attacking Harriet with an irresistible gesture.

She lowered her eyes, "I don't know what my name is."

Don't know what your name is?

Bertina chuckled, her handsome face slowly approaching, smoke spraying on her face.

Harriet wasn't panicking, not panicking or frightened at all.

"Just call you a little lunatic, how about that?"

Harriet nodded.

A sudden pain in her jaw forced her to look up.

With a cigarette in the corner of Bertina's mouth, her deep eyes narrowed dangerously, "No one taught you what to say?"

"Yes, sir."

"Say you like it."

Harriet clenched his hands together, holding back: "I like the name."

"Oh, what a poor performance." Bertina let go of her, turned back to the executive chair and sat down.

"Medwin, you go out."

Medwin gave Harriet a sympathetic look and replied, "Yes, Master."

The study door closed, and Harriet was apprehensive.

Sure enough, the next second, Bertina hooked her hand, "Little madman, come here."

Harriet hesitated for a second, then stepped forward.

As soon as she stood in front of the man, Bertina's eyes narrowed, "You're so brave."

It occurred to Harriet that he had said he didn't like people looking down on him.

Is it...

Do you want to kneel?

From Bertina's increasingly savage eyes, Harriet got the answer.

She gritted her teeth and knelt down in humiliation.

She lowered her head and swore in her heart.

One day, let him kneel in front of him and bow his head as a minister!

Bertina raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, and a playful light flashed across her eyes: "A woman who is obedient has the value of existence."

The man's hand squeezed her chin and lifted her head.

The strands of hair slipped behind his ears, revealing half of his terrifying face, and the man's breath paused slightly.

He let go of his hand and pondered for a moment, "Cover your face before you come to see me."

"Yes."

"What's wrong with the sound?"

Strange question, but Harriet had to answer: "I don't know."

One question and three I don't know.

I don't know the name.

I don't know how the sound was hurt.

Presumably her face has become like this, she doesn't know.

Bertina narrowed her eyes and looked at her with interest, the madhouse, the woman who was too beautiful...

interesting.

Feeling a dangerous gaze falling on his face all the time, Harriet couldn't help feeling a little terrified.

"Didn't you know how to bark that night, eh?"

The man's evil voice sounded above her head.

Together, it brought back her memory of that night.

The pain of tearing all came from him.