Chapter 491: Public Joy (Part 2)

Maxim brought his twelve disciples who had won the football match to the Great Rakshasa Sect Prison, intending to do whatever he wanted to the twelve female prisoners who had lost the football match.

Not only did he want to have sex with his disciples, but he also invited some wealthy and powerful men with evil tastes to come and watch the sex, which not only helped him have sex but also charged a certain fee. It was amazing!

The venue is set in a large prison. The outside is dark like hell, but the inside is well lit but deliberately made a bit weird.

There are all kinds of instruments of torture in the prison, some of which are horrifying to watch, and some of which can make people blush. The shackles, braziers, soldering irons, sticks, whips, silver needles, and iron thorns are all child's play. Electric chairs, ice chairs, Wooden donkeys, hanging ropes, iron skirts, iron cradle, flowering pears, and strange boxes make people unable to control their imagination.

The door of the prison was guarded, but there were multiple windows open on three sides, allowing the rich and powerful to open the windows and watch, deliberately creating a perverted and exciting peeping experience.

When Bruschov and others arrived, they only saw a group of people leaning against the wall, holding open the window, shoulder to shoulder, head to head, all sticking their butts out. The scene was very funny for a time.

At this time, in the prison, Maxim and a group of big men were surrounding the twelve female prisoners to impose punishments.

Of course, this is not a very severe punishment. It can be regarded as a kind of sexual training, like a cat playing with before eating a mouse. It can also be regarded as a warm place for those who open the window to peek at the rich and powerful.

The twelve female prisoners were scantily clad, with very little fabric on their bodies. They only used a few tattered strips of cloth to wrap and wrap the two or three most important parts of the female body. They were not even as good as a bikini. Covering up shame actually reveals a shameful sexiness from a certain perspective.

Coupled with the look of despair on each of their faces, it can't help but make people look pitiful and bloodthirsty.

They were unable to resist, and were unable to resist. Not to mention that they were in the most heavily guarded, closely monitored, and most terrifying prison of the Great Rakshasa Sect, and were surrounded by a group of tall and powerful men. Poisonous insects were implanted in his wrists and ankles. Although they were not shackles, they were far better than shackles. They were very good at restricting movement. For example, once they escaped from a certain restricted range, they would be bitten by poisonous insects, which was comparable to the pain of losing a limb, and... …

They had not had enough to eat, had no warm clothes, and had not slept well for a long time. They had just experienced a horrific football game that was physically and mentally exhausting, physically and mentally humiliating, and physically and mentally damaging. How could they still have the strength to struggle and resist?

Under this situation, any struggle or resistance is in vain, and will instead become a target in advance.

No, a female prisoner just spat at a disciple of the Great Rakshasa Sect who approached her and attempted to molest her with a private part to show her resentment. She was immediately slapped twice, with nosebleeds coming out, and then more He was forced to sit on the ice chair.

The ice chair is not a chair made of ice, but a torture device. The surface of the chair releases cold air and freezes.

The female prisoner had the cloth strips removed from her lower body, her buttocks were bare, her hands and feet were bound, and she was forced to sit on an ice chair. The cold irritated her skin and critical areas, making people instinctively want to escape, but her hands and feet were already tightly bound. Tightly bound and surrounded by big men, how can you escape?

Gradually, the coldness penetrated into the inside and penetrated into the bone marrow. The girl could not bear it. Her pretty face turned blue and she began to beg for mercy feebly...