The temptation behind gentleness

Su Fan looked at Yan Zi and once again asked the same question:

"Are you willing to be my woman and follow me forever?"

Yan Zi bit her silver teeth, too lazy to speak to him.

Right now, she only wanted to find an opportunity and end it all herself.

Unfortunately, Su Fan was unlikely to give her such a chance.

Next, Su Fan didn't hold back with Yan Zi, directly approaching her.

Yan Zi wore seamless white pantyhose on her legs.

She originally thought Su Fan would tear or remove these delicate stockings and offend her again.

But she soon looked at Su Fan angrily because Su Fan, confident in his methods, did not behave unusually.

Su Fan chose instead to launch a direct assault on her through that thin fabric.

That thin fabric brought intense friction and stimulation to Yan Zi.

Su Fan hadn't attacked for many rounds before Yan Zi couldn't help but convulse.

Even if Su Fan tortured Yan Zi, she wouldn't easily collapse.

But now, Yan Zi's psychological defenses began to crumble.

Once Su Fan's assault started, it seemed as if it wouldn't stop.

And in this room, there were dozens of strange items.

Deep in her heart, Yan Zi was very certain; if all these bizarre items were used on her, she might as well be dead.

If she were just an ordinary woman, Su Fan would obviously not do this.

But since she was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, and a young, beautiful, and well-built one at that, Su Fan, of course, wouldn't hold back.

Just as Yan Zi had imagined, Su Fan planned to use nearly sixty different tools on her in the time to come.

Yan Zi didn't know how long Su Fan's frenzied assault on her lasted this time.

At this moment, she was continuously convulsing, her body reacting fiercely against her will, streams of clear water flowing down.

Her white pantyhose and the ground she was standing on were completely soaked.

She still maintained a single-legged stance, suspended in a split position.

Su Fan, once again fully released, had already brought other tools over.

Yan Zi's frosty red plum blossoms atop her snowy peaks were quickly clipped by a pair of special clips.

On the clips, there were small bells; even a slight shake could make them ring.

But Su Fan didn't want her to shake lightly; instead, a metal frame seemingly equipped with an impact drill-like device was brought over by Su Fan.

Of course, this wasn't an impact drill; it just resembled one.

Indeed, the function of this device was to impact and rotate.

Moreover, the speed and force of impact, as well as the rotational speed, could be adjusted.

Even the front part could be replaced.

As Su Fan connected a transparent material, serrated surface front end to the machine.

Yan Zi's psychological defenses were pushed to the brink of collapse.

When the machine began to run idle, Yan Zi saw the might of this device.

The terrifying speed of impact and rotation could definitely make her faint.

Before Su Fan used this dreadful implement, Yan Zi could no longer be stubborn.

"I... I'm willing to be your woman, please spare me."

This machine had five gears: weak, ordinary, medium, strong, and ultra-strong.

Su Fan had deliberately set it to ultra-strong during idle to intimidate Yan Zi.

Yan Zi clearly lacked understanding of these bizarre objects, and was directly frightened by him.

Even though Yan Zi had surrendered, Su Fan still had the machine complete its connection with Yan Zi.

The instep of Yan Zi's feet instantly stretched taut, and a few painful expressions surfaced on her exquisitely beautiful face.