Chapter 120

Xiao Juan was a girl who grew up in the mountains. After graduating from junior high school, she went to Beijing to work with her fellow villagers. With little education, she couldn’t find any jobs that paid well. She washed dishes in restaurants, cleaned in hotels, and did all kinds of hard and tiring work, but she just couldn’t earn any money.

It wasn’t until someone introduced her to a job that was quick and easy that she was able to live a life she never dared to dream of before. Although she knew that if her family found out she was in the sex trade, they would probably beat her to death, she didn’t care. Anyway, since she came to the capital, her family had never contacted her.

Having grown up in the mountains, Xiao Juan possesses a naturally pure and clear temperament. This innate quality is hard to erase even when she is immersed in the mundane world. Coupled with her pretty features and supple skin, she has earned quite a bit of money this year.

Just when she thought she would live like this forever, until one day in the future, she would be like those other women she knew, taking the money she earned with her body to a strange city to start a new life, she was drugged and imprisoned here.

Having worked as a sex worker for more than half a year, she quickly adapted to the situation. Although these men never used condoms when they had sex with her, and they never paid her, she tried to treat them as her customers, and things became less difficult.

Her compliance quickly won the approval of the man called Lao Liu, and she was moved to a more comfortable room.

The room has a private bathroom, a mattress for sleeping, and five obedient girls just like me.

Yesterday, Lao Liu took two women away from here, and today two more were taken away. Although she called them sisters in her heart, the word “sister” had no emotional connotation in the hearts of these women who sold their bodies.

Only Xiao Juan and another girl remained in the room. When Lao Liu reappeared, she felt a little panicked, afraid that she would be taken away like the other girls.

Fortunately, she was only being sent to cook, not to some terrible place from which she would never return. In fact, when Lao Liu was holding her in the kitchen and fucking her from behind, she couldn’t help but show an expression of enjoyment.

Afterwards, she followed Lao Liu to the room where the other girls were being held to distribute food. Just like when Lao Liu had picked her out of that smelly, dirty room where there was no mattress and she could only sleep on cardboard boxes, she witnessed firsthand how the three girls were chosen from the perspective of an outsider.

Xiao Juan noticed that Lao Liu seemed to be particularly tolerant of a girl who wasn’t very obedient. Not only did he not make her kneel down obediently, but he also arranged for her to stay in a “high-end” room. Xiao Juan instinctively disliked this “sister”.

The other two newcomers were forced to crawl naked on their knees and weren’t allowed to sleep on mats, which gave Xiao Juan a sense of superiority, a feeling of being above them. Xiao Juan enjoyed this feeling.

Xiao Juan thought to herself that the next time Lao Liu fucked her, she would twist her hips even more vigorously, just like she used to please those generous customers, in order to maintain her “status”.

Just as she lay on the soft double-layered mat, pondering how to please Lao Liu, the room door was suddenly opened, and Jingwen and Yushan, who had been taken away the night before, had returned.

They said the “bad guys” had been subdued, they were saved, and the police would be coming soon.

Xiao Juan didn’t believe what she heard, but the others left the room excitedly.

She didn’t go to the shower with the others because she felt entitled to shower whenever she wanted; she considered herself “clean.”

Xiao Juan asked for Lao Liu’s location, then immediately went to see “Sixth Brother” tied to a chair. Lao Liu, his face bruised and swollen, glanced at her, spat at her, and cursed fiercely:

“You little bitch, if you want revenge, come on then. Don’t worry, I would have untied you long ago if I could. Hahahaha, damn it! When Second Brother comes back, you’ll all be dead!”

The girl carefully examined the rope binding Lao Liu’s hands and feet. It was tied very securely; Lao Liu definitely couldn’t break free. Xiao Juan asked somewhat timidly:

“Do…do you have a knife?”

Old Six was stunned by the question, hardly believing his ears. Then he burst into maniacal laughter:

“Hahahaha! You fucking bitch, asking me if I have a knife? You’ve got guts!”

“I remember you’re a prostitute, right? The knife’s in my pocket, take it out and see if you dare kill me, hahahaha!”

“You better fucking stab me to death, or when Second Brother comes back, I’ll fucking make you wish you were dead!”

Old Liu roared and cursed for a long time. Only when he was tired of cursing did Xiao Juan muster up the courage to reach into Old Liu’s pocket and pull out the knife. It was a spring-loaded dagger; she recognized that kind of knife.

The thug who was supposed to be “protecting” her had once shown her how to use a dagger, and then, as a matter of course, raped her.

As she cleaned the semen flowing out of her vagina, the thug said that she would be his “girlfriend” from now on and wouldn’t have to pay protection money, but she was not allowed to be fucked by anyone else unless she received money.

Xiao Juan pressed the button on the handle, and the sharp blade sprang out with a “clang!” reflecting a cold, sharp light.