"I explicitly confirmed the parameters with the Young Master earlier," Nan Xiang explained smoothly, offering a reassuring smile to the handlers sitting in the monitoring room. "He views her strictly as a domesticated pet. There is zero requirement to treat her with human consideration."
Although Nan Xiang had cultivated a working rapport with Numbers Six, Seven, and Eight over the past few weeks, everyone in the facility understood that genuine trust did not exist in their environment.
'Gu Li and I were close friends for over a decade, and look where she sits now,' Nan Xiang reflected silently. 'If these gossiping handlers whisper to the Young Master that I took unauthorized liberties with his property, I'll be locked in that cage right beside her.'
"So, I heard this new hound used to be your best friend?" Number Seven asked with a light smirk, idly inspecting her manicure.
"In the past, she treated me like her personal domestic pet," Nan Xiang replied, her almond eyes narrowing as she glanced at the feed showing Gu Li weeping on the concrete floor. She turned back to the handlers with a sweet, calculating expression. "Ladies, what do you believe is the most effective method to discipline a pet of her caliber?"
"The Young Master entrusted her training entirely to you," Number Six remarked neutrally. "We wouldn't dare overstep our administrative bounds."
"Surely you must have some creative suggestions," Nan Xiang pressed softly. "Why not share them?"
Numbers Six, Seven, and Eight exchanged brief glances. Even in a dormitory of four women, seven private group chats could easily form; expecting unity among captives was foolish. However, compared to Nan Xiang—who was an outside acquisition—Numbers One through Eight had been raised within the organization's private system since childhood, giving them a far more cohesive bond.
"If you want my opinion," Nan Xiang offered lightly, "we could procure a pack of trained German Shepherds or Rottweilers to share her enclosure. How does that strike you?"
"I wouldn't dare authorize a biological deployment like that," Number Seven murmured, blowing on her filed nails without looking up. "Though I have heard that the eldest heir of the Liu family maintains an extensive kennel of aggressive breeds for similar arrangements."
"Young Master Chen keeps several prized mares in his private estate for similar events," Number Eight chimed in, casually cracking open a sunflower seed.
"Pfft! What are hounds or mares compared to the banquets Young Master Yun used to host?" Number Six scoffed dismissively. As the master chef supervising the estate's dietary preparation, she was fluent in elite culinary arts and exotic preparations. "My senior mentor served as the head chef for his private galas. The featured centerpieces made national headlines."
She paused, casually mentioning the tragic fate of Liu Dan—the iconic actress famous for playing Consort Xiang—whose high-profile death in a highway collision years ago had shocked the nation.
"Wait... Liu Dan?" Number Seven and Number Eight immediately perked up, leaning closer to Number Six. "Wasn't her death officially ruled a fatal vehicular accident? I loved watching her on television when I was younger!"
"What vehicular accident?" Number Six sneered, pursing her lips. "Young Master Yun had her quietly sequestered in his private compound for years. Once she lost her mental stability under his games, he simply processed her through his private kitchen."
Number Six spoke with complete indifference. As high-level domestic staff, they had witnessed the darkest undercurrents of the elite class. For the absolute rulers of society, conventional morality and statutory law held zero influence.
Compared to the unhinged, sadistic young masters who operated in the deep shadows, Adrian Li's calculated, methodical style appeared almost remarkably orderly to them!
"So... in perspective, our Young Master is exceptionally benevolent," Number Eight concluded, nodding in agreement.
"Precisely," Number Six agreed, turning her gaze toward Nan Xiang. "To be completely honest, the day you were brought into the estate, I had already reviewed the standard preparation recipes just in case."
Nan Xiang felt an icy, paralyzing chill run down her spine as Number Six's cold eyes swept over her body.
Over the past two months following Adrian, Nan Xiang had assumed she had witnessed the absolute lowest depths of human dark reality. Listening to the handlers' casual conversation, she suddenly realized that everything she had seen thus far was merely the visible surface of a vast, terrifying abyss.
Her entire worldview was quietly, violently shattered.
"So... what are your thoughts regarding my training suggestion?" Nan Xiang asked softly, her voice stiff as she tried to maintain her composure.
"You should consult the Young Master directly on that matter," Number Seven replied casually, filing her thumb. "None of us possess the authority to approve animal introductions without explicit orders."
Admittedly, for other reckless heirs, introducing animals to break human captives was standard procedure, but Adrian Li had never established such a precedent within his private estate. No handler dared to make assumptions regarding his preferences.
"Then we shall maintain the current isolation protocol," Nan Xiang smiled weakly, swallowing her frustration. 'Useless sluts... none of them will take the bait.'
"Ugh, staying cooped up in the monitoring suite all day is boring," Number Eight sighed, stretching her arms.
Seeing that Nan Xiang hadn't fallen into the trap of taking unauthorized initiative, Number Eight abandoned her subtle provocation and shifted the topic.
"Why don't we go inspect the primary toy?" Number Six suggested, standing up from her workstation. "Watching this one sleep in her mess is tedious."
On the primary monitor, Gu Li had finally cried herself into an exhausted stupor on the damp concrete.
As Adrian's personal domestic staff, the handlers were prohibited from leaving the estate grounds without explicit clearance. Beyond monitoring feeds, browsing private networks, and watching media, evaluating the state of the estate's acquisitions served as their primary entertainment.
Nan Xiang followed Numbers Six, Seven, and Eight down the pristine, soundproof hallway toward Qin Yumo's private suite.
The moment they approached the heavy oak door, a series of continuous, breathless, and intensely seductive moans echoed clearly through the structural seals.
"That slut... her vocal expressions never cease," Nan Xiang murmured.
BZZZZZT!
The second those breathy sounds hit Nan Xiang's ears, an immediate, involuntary physiological reaction flared through her body. Her D-cup breasts hardened instantly, and a warm, clear trickle of white milk began to slowly seep from her nipples, staining the fabric of her dress.
Feeling the damp warmth spreading across her chest, a wave of profound, hopeless sorrow washed over Nan Xiang's mind.
Over the past few weeks, she had learned the exact physiological nature of the daily chemical vials Adrian required her to drink. The specialized compound systematically disrupted a woman's endocrine system, inducing chronic lactation while permanently locking her baseline libido at a heightened, hyper-reactive level. Simply hearing another woman's intimate moans was enough to trigger immediate physical arousal and fluid expression.
Yet, those were far from the most absolute effects.
Nan Xiang had not experienced a natural menstrual cycle in over two months. It was not a pregnancy—rather, the chemical compound induced a permanent, false-pregnancy state within her reproductive system, ensuring she could never conceive a child.
The design served a dual purpose: first, it permanently eliminated the risk of a submissive slave using a pregnancy to demand status or leverage; second, it ensured that her body remained in a continuous, hyper-sensitive, and submissive baseline whenever her Master desired to deploy her.
Every female captive inside the estate was subjected to the same daily chemical regimen—though the handlers received only half the dosage administered to Nan Xiang.
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