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Gaston, who had coldly observed the torture of another rebel, said loudly, "I think our Marie has grown weary of watching her accomplices suffer. She needs to rest. And you ladies continue the interrogation of Lillian. I'm sure she is on the verge of giving us many names of the rebels."
Marie dropped the wooden hammer she had been holding in her hand as she wiped her face hard with her hands, the first time she had cried so hard, the woman could tolerate the smell of her own shit and piss, but not that of other women.
In fact, Lillian's vaginal mixture mixed with a lot of oil was indeed a great challenge for anyone, and Marie fell away.
She couldn't describe the strange smell. It was like a nightmare to her. She didn't want to stay here.

Lillian was lost in a continuous orgasm, she didn't know what to do, she was still shouting Helen's name, the fucking name had Marie's head buzzing and her eardrums were now full of Helen.
 
Marie dropped the wooden hammer she had been holding in her hand as she wiped her face hard with her hands, the first time she had cried so hard, the woman could tolerate the smell of her own shit and piss, but not that of other women.
In fact, Lillian's vaginal mixture mixed with a lot of oil was indeed a great challenge for anyone, and Marie fell away.
She couldn't describe the strange smell. It was like a nightmare to her. She didn't want to stay here.

Lillian was lost in a continuous orgasm, she didn't know what to do, she was still shouting Helen's name, the fucking name had Marie's head buzzing and her eardrums were now full of Helen.
Marie took Gaston by the hand and led him out of the cell. Before the door closed behind her, she turned around and saw a girl sliding a long needle between poor Lillian's spread legs.
 
Marie took Gaston by the hand and led him out of the cell. Before the door closed behind her, she turned around and saw a girl sliding a long needle between poor Lillian's spread legs.
She wished they could bake that needle with a candle, this fucking cunt had put her through the wringer.

But still she hadn't thought of betraying that sweet girl, she knew though that the girl could no longer be saved, as she had seen here. She didn't want to suffer, but there was such a thing as love, and she didn't understand it, she had seen Lillian's love for Helen.

She believed she loved Allie more than Lillian had ever shown her to Helen.
She and Allie are also half-sisters.
 
She wished they could bake that needle with a candle, this fucking cunt had put her through the wringer.

But still she hadn't thought of betraying that sweet girl, she knew though that the girl could no longer be saved, as she had seen here. She didn't want to suffer, but there was such a thing as love, and she didn't understand it, she had seen Lillian's love for Helen.

She believed she loved Allie more than Lillian had ever shown her to Helen.
She and Allie are also half-sisters.
The door to the cell closed interrupting this gruesome sight and sound of Lillian being subjected to another torture.
 
The door to the cell closed interrupting this gruesome sight and sound of Lillian being subjected to another torture.
Marie didn't want to talk to this man because she couldn't think of anything to say, she felt that I had confessed anyway and they were imposing everything else on her, but the situation was bad for her. Crazy Lillian had actually identified her as the mastermind of the rebellion! She didn't think anyone would believe it, Lillian was crazy, everyone knew this Oriental woman couldn't be trusted, she had a lot to say that was vague, she wasn't a good witness.
 
Marie didn't want to talk to this man because she couldn't think of anything to say, she felt that I had confessed anyway and they were imposing everything else on her, but the situation was bad for her. Crazy Lillian had actually identified her as the mastermind of the rebellion! She didn't think anyone would believe it, Lillian was crazy, everyone knew this Oriental woman couldn't be trusted, she had a lot to say that was vague, she wasn't a good witness.
Gaston smiled "You see, lying to the royal justice is very unhealthy, dear Countess. Many steadfast women have confessed to participating in the rebellion. And you confess. But not now. You don't look well, you need to rest. You will be washed and fed and taken to a good cell, and in a week we will continue our conversation."
 
Gaston smiled "You see, lying to the royal justice is very unhealthy, dear Countess. Many steadfast women have confessed to participating in the rebellion. And you confess. But not now. You don't look well, you need to rest. You will be washed and fed and taken to a good cell, and in a week we will continue our conversation."
Marie accepted his advice, but didn't say thank you to him. She was too tired. She just wanted to sleep. The wounds caused by ropes on her ankles and wrists still tortured her. She nodded.
 
Marie accepted his advice, but didn't say thank you to him. She was too tired. She just wanted to sleep. The wounds caused by ropes on her ankles and wrists still tortured her. She nodded.
She was taken to a cell that looked much better than the one she was in before and after the interrogation. There was a table, two chairs, and a pile of bags stuffed with straw, which were supposed to replace her bed. Not compared to her apartment in her native castle, but still better than the cold basement with its rats, filth, and stench.
 
She was taken to a cell that looked much better than the one she was in before and after the interrogation. There was a table, two chairs, and a pile of bags stuffed with straw, which were supposed to replace her bed. Not compared to her apartment in her native castle, but still better than the cold basement with its rats, filth, and stench.
She said to herself. "Praise God." She immediately collapsed into her room and fell into a stupor. In addition to her stress, the unique oil had the same effect, but it was not easy to fall asleep in the interrogation room with the stimulants in the torches and the Japanese incense. Now she can sleep soundly to regain her strength, and while she sleeps, she is treated for wounds to her wrists and ankles, an environment in which female prisoners' wounds are susceptible to infection.

Fortunately, there are good doctors and many miracle drugs.
 
She said to herself. "Praise God." She immediately collapsed into her room and fell into a stupor. In addition to her stress, the unique oil had the same effect, but it was not easy to fall asleep in the interrogation room with the stimulants in the torches and the Japanese incense. Now she can sleep soundly to regain her strength, and while she sleeps, she is treated for wounds to her wrists and ankles, an environment in which female prisoners' wounds are susceptible to infection.

Fortunately, there are good doctors and many miracle drugs.
The doctor came to her with a large bag containing many bottles of medicine. He began dabbing her wounds and giving her medicinal tinctures.
 
The doctor came to her with a large bag containing many bottles of medicine. He began dabbing her wounds and giving her medicinal tinctures.
The woman was always sleeping, but sometimes she trembled all over and shouted something she didn't understand. The only thing the doctor could hear clearly was the word sister. He didn't know what she meant,But he reported it to the judge.
 
The woman was always sleeping, but sometimes she trembled all over and shouted something she didn't understand. The only thing the doctor could hear clearly was the word sister. He didn't know what she meant,But he reported it to the judge.
While Marie slept, weary from the experience and pain of the past days, Gaston himself interrogated another rebel who would not confess her atrocities.
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While Marie slept, weary from the experience and pain of the past days, Gaston himself interrogated another rebel who would not confess her atrocities.
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The female prisoner's name is Keira. She was also arrested with another female rebel, Lucy. They were lovers.

Keira is Lillian's translator, she works in Lillian's shop and keeps in direct contact with Helen.

Lucy is the contact person sent by Helen to contact her. Lucy disguises herself as Helen in the rebels and gives orders, while Helen secretly hides in the city

The king's capture of these women depended on Allie. Marie asked Allie to negotiate secretly with them, and caught them in the negotiation, because the rebellion could easily damage Marie's property, and the rebel army was too weak and needed foreign assistance.
 
Gaston realized that persuasion would not break this woman, so he ordered the fellows to get to work.
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Keira’s belly is filled with irritating chili oil and other liquids. The man even mixes her urine in the water for her. She is the kind of woman who pretends to be dead. Try her best to keep it. Silence, maybe she will only speak if she finds her lover.
 
Keira’s belly is filled with irritating chili oil and other liquids. The man even mixes her urine in the water for her. She is the kind of woman who pretends to be dead. Try her best to keep it. Silence, maybe she will only speak if she finds her lover.
Gaston enjoyed being present when the women were tortured with water.
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Gaston enjoyed being present when the women were tortured with water.
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The woman usually made muffled noises, she was also like her boss Lillian, they were both oriental women, only she had replaced Helen with Lucy, she would say nothing of value except scream Lucy's name in pain, she would vomit desperately and every time she would have the vomit re-filled into her, she had drunk a lot of water of various tastes but she refused to cooperate.
 
The woman usually made muffled noises, she was also like her boss Lillian, they were both oriental women, only she had replaced Helen with Lucy, she would say nothing of value except scream Lucy's name in pain, she would vomit desperately and every time she would have the vomit re-filled into her, she had drunk a lot of water of various tastes but she refused to cooperate.
Having used up one bucket of water, the executioners began to take water from another bucket.
 
Having used up one bucket of water, the executioners began to take water from another bucket.
Keira vomited in pain. She even wanted to spit water on the executioner. She is such a annoying woman.
 
Keira vomited in pain. She even wanted to spit water on the executioner. She is such a annoying woman.
Gaston said softly to Keira, "Keira, you're going to tell me the names of the conspirators and their plans anyway. I have seen many steadfast women and not one has withstood a couple of days of torture in the king's dungeon."
 
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