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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 479

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They walk over and handcuff me to a pillar nearby.

Then they begin to tear my clothes.

I cry and struggle desperately. My hands are scratched by the handcuffs. I try to dodge, but they grab me and I am not able to move at all.

The man is strong. He tears my shirt apart in a second.

There is only a piece of underwear under my shirt. I want to cover my breast, but I can't get rid of the handcuffs.

I feel shameful.

I wish I can die at this moment. How can I bear this?

Tears flow down my face.

They drop on the exposed skin. I feel cold.

Frances, where are you?

Do you know that I'm in danger and I really need you?

A man takes out a knife and shake it in front of me. I am scared.

What is he going to do?

All of a sudden, he scratches on my breast with it.

Blood immediately flows out from the wound.

My tears fall on the wound and I almost faint.

Damn! Aren't these people used to be in the army? How could they do such perverted things?

Just as I am thinking, someone takes out a jar. He scoops out some white powder and put it on my wound.

It hurts.

Having salt on would is way more painful than I have imaged.

I can't see what I am like now, but I must look terrible.

What should I do? Will I be tortured to death by them?

Perhaps it might be a good result.

Anyway, there is no chance of running away. It would be better to die before they assault me.

One of them stretches out his hand to my shoulder and begins to undo my underwear.

Once it is removed, I am covered by nothing.

"Please, don't!" I say weakly.

I didn't beg for mercy while being tortured. But I don't want to be assaulted by them.

They sneer coldly, as if they don't hear my cry. And they ask the man to hurry and take off my underwear.

The man doesn't know how to undo the button. He tries for a while but fails to take it off.

I think to myself, if only he would never be able to undo it.

However, I overestimate their patience.

"What the hell are you doing? Why don't you just tear it?"

The man nods and tears my underwear.

Just when I think that I am going to be insulted by them...

An alarm goes off outside.

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