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Haohao's body was filled with a fishy smell, and a large amount of DNA was spread all over his body, like a large glass of yogurt spilled on him. He lay helpless on the ground, his eyes empty and his body unable to move. Da Shewan looked at the filthy product he had created with satisfaction, a sick smile on his face. He laughed and said: "Hahaha! This is the most delicious Chaozhou Young Chicken!" Pig's Feet took the camera and kept filming, recording Haohao's depravity one by one. A crazy light flashed in his eyes, and the smile on his face became more twisted. Haohao feels extremely humiliated and desperate, but he can no longer resist and can only let this nightmare continue. "This is perfect, Haohao, this is what you should look like." Da Shewan said while squatting down and admiring the marks on Haohao's body up close. HaohaoI closed my eyes weakly, feeling that I was completely destroyed. His body was cold and his heart was full of helplessness and despair. The whispers and jeers echoed in his ears, making him feel even more miserable. Pig's Feet continues to shoot, the expression on his face becomes more and more crazy. He knew that these pictures would become Da Shewan's most proud "works", and he would gain indescribable satisfaction from them. Da Shewan squatted down, her naked body covered with sweat from intense exercise, exuding a strong smell of male hormones. Haohao felt Da Shewan approaching and wanted to curl up in fear, but the weakness of his body prevented him from moving. Da Shewan grabbed Haohao by the back of his neck so that he could not escape. With a sick smile on her face, she whispered in his ear: "Haohao Baby... are you happy? Enjoying male pleasure for the first time... how is it, are you comfortable?" Haohao's His body was shaking with fear, and he tried hard to get rid of Da Shewan's control, but every struggle was like hitting a steel wall, with no effect. His eyes were full of despair and helplessness, and tears flowed down involuntarily. "You...you pervert..." Haohao's voice trembled, full of pain and anger, but his voice seemed so weak in front of Da Shewan. Da Shewan's fingers tightly grasped the back of Haohao's neck, feeling his body trembling, and the smile on his face became more and more sick: "Oh, Haohao, don't be so scared, we are just starting." Pig's Feet was still holding the camera, filming all this coldly, with a hint of gloom and complicated emotions flashing in his eyes. He knew how important this moment was to Da Shewan and he had to capture it perfectly.
Haohao felt as if he had been driven into a corner, his heart racing and breath quickening. The heat and weakness coursing through his body made him nearly lose consciousness. He could not believe he had fallen into such a predicament, unable to accept the endless humiliation and pain.
"Da Shewan, please, let me go..." Haohao's voice was weak, filled with pleading and despair, but he knew these words would change nothing.
Da Shewan chuckled coldly, a twisted smile on his face. "Haohao, you are mine now. No matter how much you struggle, you cannot change this."
The sounds around him grew increasingly distant as Haohao felt himself being consumed by darkness. His body no longer responded, and his consciousness gradually faded into the endless pain and humiliation. The experiences of that night became the most terrifying nightmare of his life, and he could only pray deep within himself for it all to end soon.
Haohao was devoid of any thoughts, feeling as if he had been hollowed out, allowing fate to dictate his existence. That night, his soul felt torn apart, unable to return to the person he once was. He knew this nightmare would forever be etched in his heart, impossible to erase.
Da Shewan roughly lifted Haohao's head from the cold ground, forcing him to witness what was happening nearby. Haohao's eyes could not escape the scenes of filthy mating unfolding before him; these images crashed against his mind relentlessly, each frame like a knife stabbing deeply into his soul.
Haohao painfully shut his eyes, but those images lingered in his mind. He did not want to see anymore; he could not bear such torment and broke down in tears. "Why... why are you doing this to me?"
Da Shewan watched Haohao's breakdown with a satisfied smile. He leaned closer to Haohao's ear and whispered, "Oh... Haohao darling... when you were in trouble, did that pathetic Anthon come to save you?"
Haohao's cries grew more desperate; his spirit had been utterly shattered by this nightmare. Each sob was filled with helplessness and pain, and he felt his will crumbling under the relentless torment.
"Anthon... Anthon..." Haohao called out weakly, his voice laced with profound despair, but he knew Anthon could not possibly come to save him; he had fallen into an inescapable abyss.
Da Shewan's laughter echoed in his ears, filled with sick pleasure. "Ha ha, Haohao, this is your fate. Accept it, and then you can truly become my darling."
Haohao felt all the strength drained from his body; his vision blurred as consciousness began to fade. His body could no longer endure any more torment and slowly sank into darkness amidst the endless pain.
The mating scenes around him continued unabated, and Haohao hung his head helplessly, his eyes filled with endless despair and pain. He knew that at this moment, he had been utterly destroyed, unable to return to the person he once was. This nightmare would forever be etched in his heart, becoming an indelible scar in his life.
Da Shewan maintained that sickly smile, watching Haohao's breakdown with satisfaction. He knew that at this moment, he had achieved his goal, successfully obliterating Haohao completely.
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