章節 49: Scalpel Therapy
In merely 5 hours, the girl was back to normal again.
In fact, she looked better than before and even the nasty stench that previously stuck to her like a leach had somewhat dispersed.
She looked so good that, if not for the doggy girl's lacking breasts, even the torturer who castrated himself many years ago wouldn't be able to resist doing a woman like this just for the heck of it.
The mother and her children were waiting behind the mirror, watching the whole event unfurl before their eyes.
As time went on, they became numb to the dog girl's screams. Her blood became no different than ketchup in their eyes.
Her limbs were fries that were meant to be snapped.
Torturing her was bound to be a pleasurable experience, because it would help them reinvent her and make her a more obedient mutt.
For scions of a noble family like theirs, their pets weren't allowed to shit in the dining hall. It was simply blasphemy. They now needed to take matters into their own hands.
As they entered the room to see the unconscious dog girl lying in a pool of blood, urine and a little bit of fecal matter, the once rich herbal bath now gave off a strong scent of iron, fish and rotting eggs.
The mother and children ignored this and asked the torturer for oxygen masks. Now, the only thing on their minds were methods of torture. They couldn't care less about a beast.
The mother looked at the dog girl and screamed at her audacity, daring to fall unconscious during her torture session.
With the help of the torturer, she threw the girl out of the tub and forced her face down onto a table.
Her now perky buttocks were aimed at the ceiling. Her two butt cheeks were like towering hills and her butt crack was like the valley in the middle.
A little bit above it, there was a tail that was curled like a fluffy feather. Her back was smooth to the touch and unblemished like fertile land, with her black hair flowing down it like a dark river.
Her skin was perfect, but its surface was painted with the gore from the tub. The Young Mistress ordered the torturer to towel and dry her. He did so in a flash, handing over a scalpel to the Young Mistress after he was done.
Before she started with her work, she asked the torturer to wake her up. The daughter interjected and said she'd do it herself. The daughter grasped onto the dog's nose and pinched down on it harshly.
Very soon, the girl, unable to breath, was roused. The girl then removed her hand from the nose and placed her hand on the dog's back, gently caressing while whispering that she was only doing this to improve the dog's manners in the future.
Then, each wielding a scalpel, the Young Mistress and her children started tearing away at the girl's skin like a rapists tearing away a solitary girl's clothes.
The girl constantly screamed, thoroughly annoying the son, causing for him to order the torturer to gag her.
The torturer silenced her with a ball gag and the only noise left in the room after that was the girl's muffled cries and the sounds of aggressive blades ripping through skin like butter.
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