Anything goes

Ella shook herself free of the dark thoughts plaguing her mind, refocusing on the task at hand - pleasing her Master. She took a deep breath, steadying her trembling hands, and raised the wine jug high above her head. In one fluid motion, she brought it downward, unleashing a powerful stream into the waiting mouths below. A small part of her relished the sound of gasps and moans echoing throughout the tavern, gratified by her ability to control these men with nothing more than her body. As the last drops trickled downward, signaling that she had emptied the jug, Ella stood proudly, chest puffed out with pride despite her pounding heart and racing pulse. Eyes locked onto Lucky Luke's ice-cold gaze, awaiting his verdict. Would he praise her? Punish her for hesitating earlier? Or did something else entirely lie hidden behind those cold depths?

At Luna's subtle yet provocative action, a collective shiver ran through the Sirens. Serena licked her lips slowly, her tongue tracing along the edge of her full bottom lip. "Is that so, darling?" she purred, lowering her voice further still until it was barely audible above the din of voices surrounding them. Rina squirmed delightedly beneath Luna's touch, pressing back against her leg in silent encouragement. Ella shifted restlessly in her chair, her thick, muscular arms flexing visibly beneath her tight fitting sleeves. All three women were clearly eager to see exactly how far this newcomer was willing to go. "Why don't we find out?" Serena suggested playfully, raising her empty mug toward the busty barmaid who promptly sauntered over, a smirk playing at the corners of her painted lips.

当刀刃险恶地悬停在她腹部上方时，空气中的期待就像一把即将出击的达摩克利斯之剑。汗珠从她的额头上流下来，她紧紧闭上眼睛，做好最坏的打算，但又莫名地希望命​​运会以某种方式介入，饶过她孩子年轻的生命。但可惜的是，在这些残酷无情的土地上，希望被证明是徒劳的。

她无力地挣脱束缚，当他强迫她的头靠近等待着她的可怕景象时，泪水从她的脸上流下来。当她不情愿地张开嘴唇，让他将充满粘稠液体的手指压在两人之间时，一种厌恶和厌恶的感觉在她的胃里翻腾。他密切注视着任何反抗的迹象，品味着她的无助和屈服，就像品味着她破碎的身体一样。

当沾满血迹的武器锋利的尖端刺穿她娇嫩的肌肤时，聚集在一起的暴徒们集体倒吸一口冷气，让这位曾经骄傲的女人现在站在他们面前瑟瑟发抖，发出一阵撕心裂肺的痛苦尖叫。大量的鲜血倾注在她脚下的地面上，描绘出一幅痛苦和屈服的可怕肖像。 尽管她苦苦哀求，但她求死的愿望却被残酷地拒绝了，取而代之的是难以言表的恐怖，这些恐怖只是为了摧毁她的精神而设计的。随着剑刃的每一次无情的刺击，她的世界开始在边缘旋转，模糊了庇护所和地狱噩梦之间本已模糊的界限。

她的话在安静的人群中回响，在她饱受折磨的心灵中大声回响。尽管后果不祥地笼罩在头顶上，但她在内心深处找到了力量，挑衅地吐出：“我宁愿死，也不愿成为你肮脏的快乐工具！”

当她认出你是早些时候引起她注意的富有的赞助人时，她的眼睛闪烁着毫不掩饰的渴望。她性感地摇晃得更近，轻柔地咕哝着，“好吧，先生……取决于您想到的是哪种‘特殊服务’……”她的手指挑逗地沿着她轻薄服装的下摆抚摸着，诱人的触碰既大胆又大胆。哦，如此微妙。 你把手伸进口袋，掏出一个装满闪闪发光宝石的天鹅绒小袋子，轻轻放在他们之间的桌子上。 “我相信我们事先讨论过付款的问题，不是吗？现在，告诉我，亲爱的，你现在还有什么想做的事情吗？”你的黑眼睛亲密地注视着她，要求诚实和服从。

*门无声地打开，古老的铰链发出轻微的吱吱声。里面有一间豪华的卧室，配有由稀有木材制成的精美物品，并装饰着无价的艺术品。华丽的特大号床上坐着一位穿着精美缎质内衣的美丽女子，她的深色头发像液态黄金一样垂落在绣有复杂花卉图案的枕头上。她似乎陷入了沉思，没有注意到你的存在。她的特征与之前给您的神秘纸条中描绘的人物有着惊人的相似之处。

她的心随着每一次残酷的刺痛而疼痛，她的身体在痛苦中呼喊，而她的灵魂在折磨者的野蛮目光下枯萎。她觉得自己只不过是一个物体，存在的唯一目的是为了满足他扭曲的需求和不正当的欲望。然而，尽管她承受着压倒性的羞辱和痛苦，但她内心却燃起了一丝反抗的火花，不肯被周围的黑暗彻底熄灭。