Back on the bed again, she was still prone, but this time, a pair of special handcuffs tied her to the foot of the bed, unable to move.

"you let me go!" She said hatefully, kicking her legs hard.

"be honest if you don't want your feet tied!"

he took off her pants again and left the injured part exposed in the air. Coco closed his eyes. The dead BT must hit again.

biting her teeth and waiting for the expected pain, a cold feeling covered her wound.

is he giving her medicine?

obviously, the air is filled with the fragrance of ointment, which is a very special taste, with...