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Something Else	By : J-FSindel Category: +S through Z > Street Fighter Views: 7201 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"What a pity."
Bison watched Chun Li worm around in her bonds as the young captive refused her medication. The poor girl had contracted a terrible case of "Last Thread of Resistance" since she had been relocated to the medical prison cell.
The soulless machine stuck her hard with a sterile needle, filling her veins with a lifesaving antibiotic but saddled with massive amount of incapacitating behaviors.
Truthfully, Bison could have given her penicillin but this was more punishing.
Chun Li had been in her new digs for about two weeks, drugged immensely and toyed with. Because of her escape, Bison reduced her to feeding tubes and IV drips. Her weight had been shaved in half, looking sickly.
"It's just a complete shame you won't listen to reason," He continued, grabbing her injection site and squeezing it as she wailed in pain, "Ah, ah, Slave. Look at me. Answer my question: Kitten to Guillotine as Table to…?"
Chun Li trembled, clearly trying not to faint again. She then glared at him, spitting in his face. Bison elbowed her in the chin, making her flinch quietly.
"Tough bitch," He muttered, wiping off her spit with his arm, "You're just staving off the inevitable. You won't last forever."
"Hopefully I'll be dead then." Chun Li said, her jaw swelling, "Master ought to not be so stressed by then."
Bison grabbed her now bruised chin, smiling plainly as he stared at her. Chun Li could feel tension in his fingers as they pressed into her bone.
"Slave," He lightly reproached as if she was some dumb dog, "Your first priority should be to make me happy."
Chun Li felt nauseated as the drugs began to course through her veins. She didn't have anything to vomit up from her stomach but the sensation made her feel weak.
The tightness also began to grow within her breasts, as if a dull knife had started to prod her tissue from the inside layout. She had assumed it was dehydration kicking in.
However, there was very little she could do to soothe her aches and pains. Her body was Bison's personal possession and he can do as he pleased.
"Now," Bison changed topic, "Don't move or I'm going to stab that uterus with my tool."
Chun Li was slightly relieved he meant that strange fertility thermometer looking device. She squeezed her eyes shut and suppressed the pain as he hit the cervix entrance.
After a few moments, he pulled it out to her relief. Examining it carefully, Chun Li couldn't help but notice his sudden mulling over the results. A shaken, whipped feeling went through her bones.
She feared the worst, the unthinkable: pregnant.
In reality, Bison had only noticed she was about to reach her most fertile period, making him think the undue stress and radical diet change with combined trauma had forced her body to skip a menstrual cycle. The faint numbers had given him certain pause; after all, he could easily get her pregnant. Her body would be completely owned by him.
He could easily lie to alleviate her fears. Force her to carry to term when she discovered her state. Rub her demise into her face like a dog accident on a carpet. Bison could even make her lustful, peaked pregnancy hormones enjoy fucking him.
However, there was little point in an heir that wasn't wanted and Bison could only cement her belonging to Shadaloo when she considered her pregnancy a god-send.
Damn shame. Bison was going to miss that pussy for a few days.
"You're fertile," He said, cleaning off the tool, "So let's avoid a messy little argument. Before you get upset, Slave, you are still going to pleasure me. Convenient to work on your awful oral skills."
Chun Li was somewhat relieved at his proclamation. However, Bison cut her relaxed aura short by jumping feet first into bondage sex.
In matter of seconds, he had inserted a hard, rigid, plastic dildo into her mildly moist cunt as his cock was fucking her tight ass. Chun Li tried to count her blessings that he wasn't going to pop a batch of his baby batter into her but it wasn't enough to take away the pain.
His purple aura started to glow around his forearms, blinding Chun Li a bit. She could feel the same familiar burning inside her rectum, making her squirm in misery. Bison kept his violating pace, staring through her like a mirror.
The flames slid over her bonds like wily snakes, biting at her flesh repeatedly. Thousands of pin sensations jamming at her vulnerable body started to accumulate in her skin.
Suddenly, something went terribly wrong. All the blood was rushing to her brain, pounding at her ears and temples. Her throat felt like something was dissolving inside and unable to sink into her stomach.
Quick, unnerving flashes of sputtering light beams started over her eyes like a strobe decoration. Chun Li felt nauseated.
Pleasure Master Bison.
Kill for Master Bison.
The horrible echoes of her hallucinations were the only thing Chun Li could onto without vomiting. Grasping at the fine hairs of her sanity, she tightened her body up.
Chun Li.
That voice scared the hell out of her. Her mind hit a hard reset button in panic. Chun Li damn near forgot she was being raped.
Aren't you tired?
This voice was oddly different. Kind. Almost caring. Almost fatherly even…
Bison broke her out of her trance by kissing her hard, making her dizzy again. This time, the flashes became stronger. The hues started to blend into shades of grey, bleeding through her eyes.
Images like a sketchbook, drawn in detailed and architectural scale, started to cobble together. Hateful and evil images bursting forth with crude motions, scheming with aggressive and disgraceful touches.
Chun Li then deduced, perhaps too late, that she was peering into the brutal and psychopathic mind of Lord M. Bison. The veil that had separated the two had been torn apart at the very fabric seams and brought them closer together than possible.
There was little point in struggling.
Now Chun Li could see the outskirts of that delusional complex mess that the dictator was made out of. His feelings were hollow, devoid of human flexibility. The brutish swagger was brimming with power and fire. Darkness flooded the corners of her brain like water broken from a dam.
His mind was like a parasite, sucking away her sanity and life. Chun Li couldn't free herself.
A new, quick image appeared before Chun Li: her naked body beneath her. In a hazy moment, the detective knew that she was seeing herself as Bison saw her under his body.
The motions were like a perfect mirror. Coupled with the most outrageous out-of-body experience, Chun Li watched herself take both his cock and the toy.
Unknown sensations ran through her veins. Rough, tumbling need with desires to spread her heat around…
Oh God, Chun Li despaired. She was feeling what Bison was experiencing as he was fucking her. Chun Li was having the feeling of giving and receiving the sexual assault.
Was Bison feeling the same way?
She could describe everything in horrid count. Chun Li could feel her own tight ass as well as being pounded by a big cock. The drawing ejaculation in his body as well as the bracing of her own walls.
I can't let you go now.
Chun Li felt everything go dark, falling into a fainted slumber. She didn't even know if she had cried.
A loud ticking woke her up. Bolting upright, Chun Li could only make out the hazy fluorescent lights above her head.
"You're awake!"
A gleeful cry from beside her made her shakily raise her hand to block the light. A tall, looming figure stood over her.
"Sweetheart," The voice crackled a bit, like tuning a radio, "Are you alright? Should I call the doctor?"
"Who…?" Chun Li thought her eyelids were now made of lead, "Are you?"
"It's me, silly girl." A stark, familiar voice gently said, "Lay back down. I'll get the doctor."
The drawl of a tired officer, mixed with coffee and late nights. She pushed herself harder upwards, shaking her head to knock out the delusional dream she must be having.
"Chun Li," The voice now scolded her lovingly, "Shh. Take it easy. The Thai government had to fish you out of an ocean. Good God, that monster did a hell of a number on you…"
Monster? Bison?
"Where…?" She trailed off, feeling a touch on her face.
"In Hong Kong. It's really not the time to go over this, my darling. But you escaped Bison and...you barely came back to me alive." Her protector soothed, "There, there. Daughter. Just rest."
Daughter! Chun Li squeezed her eyes shut before reopening them, seeing Dorai over her bed. His face was very worried, as she remembered.
"Father, you're…" Chun Li stammered, "Alive?"
Dorai smiled, "Darling, are you okay? I never left. You know that. Why did you go on such a dangerous mission?"
Her heart stopped. That was perfectly Dorai, down to the age he would have been. Graying brown hair, laugh lines…
She embraced him hard, "Daddy...I... don't know. I missed you. Every day."
"I'm glad you're okay." Her father said into her hair, "Stay home now. No more police work. The thought that you might have…"
Chun Li wrapped her arms around his neck, "It doesn't matter. I'll stay home. Forever. I... Father, is it really you?"
"Chun Li, of course." Dorai seemed perplexed, "Sweetheart, did he do something to you? What did he put in your mind? You should sit back down. You look like you've seen a ghost."
He settled her back into her hospital bed. Chun Li touched his arm.
"Daddy...Hinaka…" She started before he sadly nodded.
"I know, darling. There was nothing you could have done." Dorai assured her, pulling her covers over her body, "I can't believe a Hong Kong... nevermind. That prick captain will get his. Just rest."
Chun Li rolled over on her side, "Father, what should I do now? Since I won't go back?"
"I suppose marry some man I hate and have kids then put me in a home." Dorai remarked, "I don't know, sweetheart. What do you want to do?"
She swallowed, "Father...I think I am done with men. Bad...bad relationships."
"Because you fucked Bison like a cheap whore?" Dorai raised an eyebrow. Chun Li felt hurt, almost wounded at his remark. She didn't think she ever heard him use the word "fuck" in his life.
"Father...he…" Chun Li stuttered, trying to defend herself, "It was r-rape, I…"
"No. You liked it." Her father accused her, his tone remaining stern, "He made you cum, didn't he? Over and over again?"
"Father!" She sat upright, "I won't hear you say that! How could you?! You know he...hurt me and…"
"Just answer the question, Chun Li." Dorai interrupted harshly, "Did you cum with him?"
Chun Li didn't even notice she was crying, "Ye-yes but…"
"So he didn't rape you. You let him. It's as simple as that." Dorai gestured to her, "I can't believe you, Chun Li. Was that why you went? To go to bed with him? Tch. Your mother was right. I didn't discipline you enough and now you're fucking dangerous men…"
"Stop it!" She screamed, sobbing, "I didn't want him! He made me feel those things! Daddy, stop! My h-head hurts…"
"Don't change the subject, Chun Li!" Dorai threw back at her, "Did you escape because you had your fun and wanted to leave? Because he got bored? If you got pregnant, I swear to God I'm…"
"Stop telling me that I wanted him!" The distraught daughter demanded, wanting to puke, "He b-beat me and tortured me…"
"I wish you had just died." Dorai said, ignoring her tears, "I could have pretended you lost your life in a gunfight. Instead, you ruined our family."
Chun Li was staring at him in horror. His cold eyes burned her in a way she couldn't describe. Her stomach dropped to the floor. Before she knew it, she was blowing chunks all over the bed.
"That's enough." A loud, clear voice, "Slave. Get up."
Chun Li thought the world had faded away and in a breath, she was sitting upright in her medical bed. Bison was standing over her with his hands on her shoulders.
"You've had enough time to watch. Pass the test and I'll let you eat." He said in her ear, "I do hope you remembered the answers."
What answers? Chun Li refocused her vision, seeing that a screen in front of her. A jaunty little tune was playing like end credits to a movie or show.
"What...test…?" Chun Li mumbled, her brain aching, "Test…?"
The Shadaloo Master cruelly pulled at her ear, getting her rapt attention as she shrieked in surprise and pain.
"Question one: What's the name of the main character?" He inquired, his fingers clawing a bit into her bare skin. Chun Li began to stall, sputtering as if she had been asked what the center of a black hole was.
"I...main character…? Who…?" She trailed off before he shocked her, "Jesus Christ!"
"This is going to be a long session for you if you can't even get that right." The sadistic dictator crooned, "Question two: What's the first line of the film?"
Her mind was spiraling. She couldn't think or breathe properly. Her eyes felt like they were vibrating in her skull. Chun Li must have looked like a druggie coming off a bad trip on cocaine. The broken fingernails scrapped her armchair, making her flinch in discomfort.
However, her thought was broken by another powerful, much longer shock to her temples.
"Question three," Bison continued as if it was a lightning round in a game show, "What's Shadaloo's purpose in this world?"
"It's…" Chun Li tried to rack her brain for a suitable answer but the shock came too quickly, "Please, God, stop! I…!"
"Question four: Three times four then divided by 3 and then multiplied by four is?" He rattled off another question, watching her falter in agony and confusion. The pure perplexity started to set in, rocking her core mentality.
"Three...12...then...what was the re…?" Chun Li tried to keep track but she felt a shock come almost immediately, "Just s-stop! Master, please! I…!"
"Why weren't you paying attention then?" Bison chastised her as if it was her fault, "Must you be so disobedient, slave? I gave you one small task and you can't even accomplish something so simple. So easy. You can't do anything without me, can you? Question five: What's your name?"
"I'm...Chun Li…" She trailed off before Bison smirked.
"No. Wrong. Answer. You don't have a name." He reminded her, giving her another long and painful shock, "You're a slave. Slaves don't have people names. Don't be stupid."
Chun Li thought her brain was leaking out of her nose now. The electricity had fried her brain completely, making her limp as she slumped backwards. Her body felt like it had been roasted open by live wires, split down the middle to her pelvic area.
Bison gently stroked her hair, pushing back the frail strands behind her ear. Some locks just snapped at his touch, falling around his fingers from the lack of nutrition and diet. He pressed her head into his chest, kissing her on the head.
"Get some sleep." He instructed kindly, as if he was a different person. Chun Li could only nod slightly, feeling another kiss on her forehead.
"Yes, Master." She drowsily mumbled, "Sleep...sleep…"
In moments, Chun Li lost consciousness and fell asleep. Her mind was rattled deeply, almost unhinged from earlier.
"Chun Li, wake up."
She almost didn't want to. What sort of horrors awaited her now? Her father? Bison?
Covers were pulled off her head, making her flinch hard. She was convinced if she didn't open her eyes, nothing could hurt her.
"Darling, you can't pretend to sleep in. You have work and the children have to get to school."
That was new. Chun Li, out of morbid curiosity, lifted her body upwards. Her vision seemed jittery, extremely anxious. What the hell was going to happen now
This delusion was set up very differently. Soft, natural light poured through the windows as the morning dawn started to break through. Second-rate furniture placed haphazardly against the walls and untidy items scattered across the tops of the dressers. Some clothes were lingering on the floor like a rough night.
"Oh good. I thought I would have to drag you out myself." A familiar, coaxing voice said, "You never will be a morning person, love."
She tilted her head to the side. Her companion was a very large frame of a man, wearing reading glasses and holding a paper.
He had this unmistakable grin. Bison?
"Something wrong?" He inquired, now picking up her face, "Bad dream?"
"You...what the hell is this?" Chun Li treaded carefully.
The doppelganger appeared bemused, "The morning paper? Chun Li, we're not really going to argue over a paper, are we?"
Everything about this eroded her mind, forcing her to not accept the images. Bison was sitting in bed with her like some lazy husband, talking about work and did he say children?
His concerned stare even shook her. Bison had these beautiful brown eyes instead of the ghastly white color she had been used to seeing. He looked normal.
"This isn't real." Chun Li fell over her words, "None of this is real."
"Now you're scaring me. Did you have a bad dream?" Bison set his paper in his lap, "Darling, just tell me what's…"
"You know what's wrong!" She raised her voice, extraordinarily frustrated at his refusal to acknowledge the truth, "You know this isn't real! You! You made all this up!"
He began to appear flustered, "I don't even know how to answer that accusation, Chun Li. What are talking about? Good God, love, you look like you're about to have a stroke. Take a deep breath."
Her fury felt unmatched. Chun Li heaved her chin forward, like a feral cat rearing to bite. She tried to find one thing she could focus on to get her out of this hallucination.
However, loud noises from beyond her line of vision broke her concentration. Trampling of small feet, racing towards the door before loud screaming echoed.
"Mommy!"
Two children had burst in, a young boy and girl. Chun Li was paralyzed with shock, staring at them like they were aliens of a different planet. The young children jumped into their bed, shaking Chun Li's exposed midriff with their bouncing energy.
"Mommy, Mommy, Niran said Grampy was coming!" The young girl exclaimed, "Is he bringing presents?!"
"Feng Mian," Bison chided her, "Please stop jumping all over your mother. Also, your grandfather isn't coming until later."
The young boy, whom Chun Li assumed was Niran, snuggled under her arm like a dog wiggling to be with his master. Chun Li could feel his warm body heat as if he was real which he just couldn't possibly…
"Daddy, I'm hungry." The daughter complained, sitting on her father's lap. Chun Li studied the two very closely, almost analyzing for a mistake.
"Ah," Bison tapped his daughter's nose, "Such the life I live. To serve you. Why aren't you two dressed for school?"
"Mommy didn't wake us up." The young boy piped up.
"You're both awake now…" The older man clicked his tongue, bringing up bad memories in Chun Li's mind, "Tell your mother good morning and go get ready."
"Good morning, Mommy!" The children obediently said, scampering off. Chun Li maintained an eerie silence before Bison rolled over to his side.
His touch felt genuinely comforting, like a real husband. The softness almost broke her quiet resolve.
"Now please tell me what's going on." He seemed to persistently demand, "Why are you so upset? Just talk to me. Please."
"You," Chun Li finally said, "Are not real. These children you made are not real. This is all a vivid...I don't know, fantasy you cooked up to make me fall victim to your ploys. It's not going to work."
Bison seemed to think hard about what she proclaimed as fact, tilting his head to the side. After a beat, he seemed to shrug.
"Okay." He relented.
She raised an eyebrow, "Okay, what?"
"I don't know what you want me to say." Bison seemed exasperated, almost tired, "This is the most bizarre thing I have ever heard. I don't know if I should leave you alone or call a doctor or…"
"There is nobody to call because this isn't really happening." Chun Li calmly stated, "You are puppeteering this entire play to trick me. What's your game here, Bison? We're a nice, normal family with two cute kids? My father is alive? Is this supposed to make me see you as a husband and father?"
Her heart rate felt fast as he frowned at her, making her head hurt a bit.
"I'm out of my element here. I'm calling a doctor." Bison muttered, getting out of bed, "Stay in bed. Don't move. And definitely don't bring this shit up around the kids."
Chun Li glared hard, her eyes piercing as he dialed a number on his phone. Damn, Bison was excellent at constructing every possible avenue. He was the writer, director, and actor of his scripts.
"There's nobody on that phone." She guessed, seeing him pace with his finger in his ear, "Stop lying to me, Bison."
"Dr. Wen, I'm calling about my wife. She's really terrifying me…"
Growling, Chun Li got up and tried to rip the phone from his hand. Bison held up his arm to block her but she was faster, tearing the mobile device from his grip.
Smirking in self satisfaction, Chun Li held the cellphone to her ear.
"Nobody is on-"
"Duìbùqǐ? Are you there?"
Chun Li froze. Her fingers curled around the hard metallic surface of the phone, making her quake in her limbs. Bison appeared to tread lightly, like approaching a tiger.
"Give me the phone." He softly commanded, "You are not feeling well. Just…"
"This can't be right." Chun Li jabbered on, increasingly frantic, "This isn't right. You couldn't…"
"We can talk about that when the doctor gets here." Her alleged lover pressed on, "Chun Li, you're scaring the hell out of me. Please just listen to me."
The phone slipped from her hand, eliciting him to scoop the device up and take over from Chun Li. Her seizing confusion prevented her from hearing the rest of his conversation, finding herself back to this reality when he put her to bed.
"The doctor will be here soon." Bison assured her, taking off his glasses, "Just rest. I'll call your father and he can take the kids to school. Don't worry about anything. I'll take care of you."
"This isn't happening. You killed my father." Chun Li insisted, feeling him touch her forehead, "You're evil. You run a criminal enterprise. You…"
"I said I would kill your father one time and that's because he let Niran fall out of a tree which I do not want to bring that old fight up again." Her fake husband clarified, somewhat annoyed, "Secondly, baby, what are talking about? I'm a police commissioner. I'm the opposite of criminal."
Chun Li, now dazed, felt the soft pillow swallow up the sides of her head. Everything started to hurt. Nothing was making sense.
"I need water. I need air." She mumbled, feeling him dab her brow.
"I'll get you some water in a minute. I'm too afraid to leave you alone." He confessed, stroking her hair, "I just want to protect you. You're acting crazy. Is this because you found out you're pregnant again?"
Pregnant? She tried to shoot up but he held her down.
"Pregnant…?" Chun Li repeated his words, "I can't be…"
"We just found out yesterday. Shh. It's okay." Bison caressed her face, "I think you're just having a tiny mental breakdown from the news. Don't worry, love. I'm here for you. Always."
His words somehow made her feel better, relaxing her tension. Chun Li tried to look up at the ceiling but her vision blurred a bit, making it difficult to see the cheap stucco. If this was a false charade, then Bison was very damn good and his little hypnosis "hobby" was more than just a hobby. The man was the damn Leonardo Da Vinci of hypnotic trances.
She felt his hand over her stomach, seeing him graze her skin lightly. Chun Li's thoughts were now in turmoil, doubting herself and her own perceptions. The light hairs on her arm felt tingly, almost electrified at his touch.
The next moments were torched in simple phrases like "what could have happened" and "what did happen" but Chun Li had pulled Bison on top of her body and they were immersed in a lovemaking session that was wildly passionate as well as inappropriate.
His cock, still powerful and daunting as before, was skillfully hitting all of her erogenous zones as Chun Li helped him by rocking her hips with his beat. Unlike before, their sex was spattered with kisses and love bites as the heated climax rose steadily. Scarce, vulgar words were made with husky growls and breathy tones, eating the two up in pleasure.
"You're still seeing the doctor." Bison grunted, grinding his hips against her excited bundle of nerves, "I'll explain the...fluids to him."
Chun Li pulled his head into her neck, running her fingers through his black hair as she forced her body to take more of his girth. Whatever he was, whatever he was made of, she needed him like a piece of bread to a starving man.
Finally, the two reached their climax. Bison settled into the crook of her neck as his cock echoed out the last of his thrusts and Chun Li flourished in her pleasurable aftermath. Something sprang inside of her: could it have been love?
This was better than before, certainly, if not incredibly unnatural.
"I love you." She said, thinking that really nothing else could be said in that moment. Bison smirked, giving her a kiss on the jaw.
"Thought so." His reply was somewhat sardonic, "Want to stay in bed, baby? We may not even need the doctor."
Chun Li glided her fingers around his strong collarbone, "What about the kids?"
A look on his face erupted, almost as if he forgot. His low hum tittered in his throat, mixing with a strange click noise. Her gaze appeared somewhat perplexed at his change in speed and mood. Bison looked at the door.
"Damn." He muttered, "Forgot about them."
Before she could form a semblance of a question, Chun Li was pulled back into the bed roughly like a bungee cord. The air escaped her throat, pulling towards the sky like a hiss of hot, boiling steam. She couldn't grasp anything in her fall.
"...That's a odd kink I never took you for."
Startled, Chun Li bounced back into clear focus. Blinking, she saw a series of images on a screen depicting rather violent and threatening pornography. The women were tangled in bondage, beaten and lashed at in furious methods. Blood, exposed wounds, and broken bones were scattered throughout the videos in clear, crystal picture.
There was a hand on her jaw, as if it was forcing her to look. Chun Li recognized the vile touch as Bison's perversion almost instantly. She cringed, not wanting to think for a bit. Another delusion? Another way to trick her?
Her thighs felt cooler than her body. Bison had strapped a vibrator on her clit, clearly forcing her to orgasm to the violence that laid before her eyes. Violence towards women was clearly his bag but Chun Li didn't even remember any of that business, thankfully.
"If you need me to jam nails through your nipples, let me know," Bison said with some derision, "I'm only here to pleasure you, Slave."
She didn't want to cry again. Chun Li was tired of crying. That was a hurtful trick that he played on her, whatever he did. Her mind wanted to go back to that soft sweetness that existed in some universe, far away from here.
Bison played dirty and he played the hand rather roughly.
"Now, we're going to try this again," Her captor started, getting in front of her as he undid his pants, "Mouth open, Slave."
Surrendering was her only option. Her brain was too tired to keep going back and forth with his banter. Chun Li let her bottom lip drop as the head of his cock slid past her teeth. The precum started rather early, tasting salty on her tongue. Suckling and licking the head of his cock, Chun Li resigned to another violation of her nature.
The vibrator was still going strong under her as well as the pornography behind him. Her eyes felt lopsided now, baffled on what they should be seeing. The intense gaze that Bison was giving her was also making her cringe.
"Slave, put some backbone into your sucking." Bison insulted, his tone annoyed, "Would you rather me piss in your mouth at this point? Is that more proper for a lady of your stature?"
Chun Li doubled down on her efforts, definitely suspecting he'd try that. Her throat felt hot and achy, like a fever. Her ignited sucking helped assuage his irritation only slightly but Bison finally let his seed spill into her mouth. Obediently, Chun Li licked up what she could but her face was disgusted from the swallowing.
"I guess that's progress." Bison grumbled, as if he wasted his time, "Get up, Slave."
She found that her body was able to stand up from a kneeling position. Standing before him, Chun Li saw his hand rub off some dirt on her head. The roughness made her flinch a little, as if she was dog ready for a beating.
"You'll be a perfect slave soon," He said rather matter-of-factly, "Won't you?"
Chun Li didn't really know what to say, if she was allowed to say anything at all. Her frame was positively skeletal now, losing almost every inch of her body to torture. Her mind was frazzled beyond repair.
But she still held onto the thin strands that were dangling before her very soul. She just had to know what reality was and not his reality. The reality was, as she vowed to remember, her being kept prisoner for the evillest man on the planet as she was tortured, starved, beaten, and raped. That was the truth and Chun Li could not let that go.
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