The days of managing a perverted sister

With this thought, I secretly resolved not to let Peng Rong go back. With Peng Zheng's influence, it wouldn't be a problem for me to lose my job in this city or even disappear. I had already witnessed Peng Rong's perversion, and if she caught me again, I would never escape. I would spend the rest of my life in torment. Rubbing my head, I quickly seized the time. I had to restrain Peng Rong first. I glanced at the box she brought, and wow! Good stuff, a pile of miscellaneous props that made my heart pound with fear. There were rollers, candles, a leather whip, a stun baton, a vibrator, a gag, an enema kit, [REDACTED], an electrotherapy device, a latex hood, and a bunch of things I couldn't name. Grabbing a few chains from inside, I first restrained Peng Rong's hands and feet, then put an iron collar on her and chained her to the bed. This way, I didn't have to worry about her escaping. To torture her, I specifically attached a few electrotherapy pads to her underwear, planning to let her experience the torment I had endured after she woke up. After dealing with these, I quickly took out Peng Rong's phone and unlocked it with her fingerprint. I remembered very clearly that Peng Rong had recorded some humiliating footage of me on her phone, and I had to delete it as soon as possible. I opened the photo album, multimedia, email, and cloud storage. I checked several times, and only after confirming that everything was completely deleted did I put down the phone and heave a sigh of relief. Looking at the unconscious, shy, and delicate Peng Rong, I glared at her fiercely. Now I just had to wait for her to wake up and give her a good "relaxation." I looked up and saw that the nurse had opened the cell door. She picked up a black remote control next to the hospital bed and turned a button. With a muffled gasp and a plea for mercy, I recognized her. The pathetic woman in the straitjacket and hood, tightly bound to the hospital bed by dozens of white medical restraints and writhing uncontrollably, was the Huang Lingdang I had been thinking about. Of course, I didn't pity her. On the contrary, I felt she deserved it. I was just curious why Lan Wenfei had brought her here and treated her in such an inhumane way. "Lan Wenfei, this?" The two nurses retreated. Taking advantage of this time, I took a good look at them. Each of them had delicate and unique features, and in a daze, they could rival Lan Wenfei. Lan Wenfei glanced at me and explained for a long time. It turned out that this underground base was a correctional facility she had specially built for the upper class, specifically for managing and disciplining wealthy women or for punishing and permanently imprisoning the enemies of some people. In this underground fortress, there were extremely rich punishment props. During rest periods, the people confined here were forcibly locked to their hospital beds to sleep until the next session of discipline. Most of these nurses were beautiful deviants who were passionate about BDSM, and some were lesbians. They were all very enthusiastic about such matters. After undergoing special training, their long-term discipline was enough to make every beautiful woman locked in the cells wish for death but be unable to die. All in all, it was like a pathological version of a hospital, but on second thought, it was also somewhat suitable for some perverted otaku to experience. Being forcibly restrained by gentle and beautiful nurses, and disciplined daily, perhaps it was a paradise for masochists. After a while, Lan Wenfei walked in. She was also wearing a nurse's uniform, a pink hat, and lace gloves. She looked like a noble lady, and also like a pure girl next door. She slowly walked to my side. I roared at her to release my sister. She smiled, a beautiful smile, like the most beautiful flower, but in my eyes, it was like feces on a flower. I felt her smile was like a demon roaring. "You dare to kick me again? Let's see how I play with you until you die!" Lan Wenfei stopped looking at me. She raised her proud head and indifferently hung Zhou Xiaoxiao from a hook on the ceiling by her collar. Then she unfastened her heavy straitjacket, placed a steaming hot iron plate under her feet, and then I saw Zhou Xiaoxiao, wearing an iron chastity cage, her hands tied tightly with a thick rope, passing through her lower body and connected to the collar. Then, Lan Wenfei pulled out a long, thin whip and lashed Zhou Xiaoxiao's calves, one after another. Blood marks immediately appeared. I clearly saw Zhou Xiaoxiao's eyes turn red, her feet constantly shifting in pain. The heating plate under her feet made her feet feel like they were on fire, and she kept tiptoeing and twisting left and right, trying to alleviate the pain. "This foot kicked me, right? Huh?" "Hoo hoo hoo!" The whip cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound like a knife. Zhou Xiaoxiao screamed in pain, her head thrown back. Her feet were red, and her calves were covered in wounds, while Lan Wenfei showed no signs of stopping. My eyes instantly blazed with anger. I twisted frantically, wanting to break free. The person in front of me was Zhou Xiaoxiao, whom I loved the most. An extremely deep, extremely gentle, and heavy power suddenly took over my mind. I roared with rage. A beast-like strength surged within my body. My vision turned red, and I struggled again with all my might. The straitjacket on me and the hospital bed beneath me were all torn apart as if they were made of paper, and I broke free with ease. My vision turned red. I squatted down and sprang out like a wild beast. My hands were filled with power. I felt time slow down infinitely. I saw Lan Wenfei's surprised and frightened expression, I saw the remote control falling from the nurse's hand and hanging in mid-air, I saw every detail. I didn't know what was happening to me, but I knew Lan Wenfei couldn't withstand this punch. Amidst sorrow and screams, she was slammed against the wall by this surge of power. She looked up in terror, as if she had seen a monster. My sister looked at me in disbelief, as if she had forgotten the pain. "Impossible, impossible! How can you be a descendant of the Horton family? Impossible!" Lan Wenfei looked at me in a frenzy. A trickle of bright red blood seeped from the corner of her mouth. I looked down at her, not understanding what she was saying. I quickly brought my sister down from the air. She was stunned for a moment before burying herself in my chest with tears of joy.