In My Desperate Time

Chapter 479: Endless Torture

They walk over and handcuff me to a pillar nearby.

Then they begin to tear my clothes.

I cry and struggle desperately. My hands are scratched by the handcuffs. I try to dodge, but they grab me and I am not able to move at all.

The man is strong. He tears my shirt apart in a second.

There is only a piece of underwear under my shirt. I want to cover my breast, but I can't get rid of the handcuffs.

I feel shameful.

I wish I can die at this moment. How can I bear this?

Tears flow down my face.

They drop on the exposed skin. I feel cold.

Frances, where are you?

Do you know that I'm in danger and I really need you?

A man takes out a knife and shake it in front of me. I am scared.

What is he going to do?

scratches on my breast with

immediately flows out from the

tears fall on the wound and

to be in the army? How could

takes out a jar. He scoops out some white powder and put it on

It hurts.

is way more

what I am like

I be tortured to death

it might be a

away. It would be better to die before

I straighten out my thinking,

the pain

long I can

more and more excited. Their eyes

but they dare not say anything. They could

more wounds appear

every method they can

powder, and

I faint. Every time I black out, I will wake up quickly due

feel rather dizzy, and my

his hands and says loudly,

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