"Do whatever you want"/Lianhua Langmian

Weibo: Lotus shaped code character Ji

An unedited version of the same series of short stories about Lima Syndrome.

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"If you think you can manipulate Feiler with the kidnapper's subtle protectiveness and compassion for the victim, you are totally wrong, Miss Yolande. Werewolves are lower animals, and they don't even have enough intelligence.

to generate this emotion.”

1.Werewolf&Girl.

2, tentatively rated R-15, contains disturbing content of abuse of violence and psychological abuse.

Warning: Dark √ Cannibalism √ Racism √ Reverse Stockholm (Lima Syndrome) √

+++++Day 1++++

This is the cage, and in the cage is Yolande.

Her guardian has a strong body, much stronger than a human body, and is covered with thick and rough hair. He arches his back, like a real beast, and lets out a deep roar. The undulations of his muscle lines are smooth and hard, from

From the back to the buttocks, to the sharp teeth and claws, every part reveals the natural superiority of the predator.

He squeezed such a huge body into the animal skin carpet with difficulty, raised his head and looked at Yolande on the bed.

His gray-blue eyes turned into glassy golden beads on a full moon night, and the hungry light in his eyes made Yolande feel uneasy.

"Are you feeling bad?" she asked.

The werewolf roared lowly, and the hot air sprayed from his nose turned into white mist.

"It's far from uncomfortable," he said in a slurred voice.

He was just excited.

Yolande closed the curtains, and the cold moonlight shone on the ground through the gaps. Ferrer's eyes hungrily chased the white spots on the ground.

During the attack three days ago, the werewolves under the command of the Demon King's army broke through the traps and swamps, broke into the mage tower and massacred.

The Demon King distributed the surviving mages as rewards to the ghouls and werewolves who participated in the battle.

The apprentice Yolande was already seriously injured when she was brought back to the werewolf tribe. I don't know what Feiler did to bring her back from her half-dead state.

Feiler can eat her or enslave her.

Yolande once asked him: "Why did you save me?"

"I don't want to lose an important reward." He said that at the time, his eyes a little wandering.

So Yolande stayed in this room for three days, sleeping on a bed that smelled of wild things.

Yes, bed.

Her captor curled himself up in an animal skin blanket on the floor and let her sleep in his own bed.

Yolande thought for a while, but still felt puzzled: "Why did you let me live in your bedroom and even give me a bed?"

"Because of the full moon these past few days, my children and I have not had very good sleeping habits." Feiler suddenly jumped up and held her down with his paws, startling her.

"And..." he yelled at Yolande, his fangs almost pressing under her neck, "you should learn to ask less questions, little girl!"

Yolande stared into his beautiful amber eyes for a long time, and finally succumbed to the fear of being bitten to death: "I know."

Feyre huddled back into the animal skin blanket.

The room was quiet for a long time, and the surroundings were dark.

They both thought each other had fallen asleep, until Yolande suddenly asked.

"Why did you join the Demon King's Army?"

"Shut up, I told you not to ask so many questions."

"I can't sleep, my whole body hurts." Yolande used the moonlight to find his way to him, "Can you talk to me?"

"Are you crazy?" Feiler roared impatiently. The beastly aura on his body became even stronger. Yolande didn't know what this meant. "You are in a werewolf tribe with a man who has slaughtered a large number of humans and wizards.

You live with the executioner and you expect him to tell you a bedtime story?"

His eyes were too bright in the dark, and Yolande wondered if all werewolves were like that.

She stretched out her hand and touched his hard muscles, maybe his arms or somewhere. She felt that his whole body froze, and there was a surge of power under his skin that was about to explode.

"You didn't hurt me, did you?" Yolande said quietly, and she traced the lines of his muscles, as if calming a large, raging animal. "And I think you might need to talk too."

"I don't need it!" Feiler's roar sounded like a wolf's howl, "Go back to bed and stay away from me!"

"Why did you join the Demon King's Army?" Yolande repeated the original question, "I always thought that werewolves and demons had a blood feud."

Feiler let out a low howl of pain in his throat. He twisted Yolande's slender neck and threw her directly back on the bed. He lay on all fours like a beast, covering Yolande's body with a deep voice.

Makes people tremble.

"I didn't hurt you before because I am still fresh about my rewards. The shelf life of this freshness will not be long. If you continue to try to challenge my authority..."

Yolande felt wetness on her neck, and his claws might have scratched her throat.

She was coughing and couldn't speak complete sentences.

Feiler stopped talking.

Yolande found that he was staring at him intently, from his eyes to his lips, then to a trace of blood on his neck, and finally to his lips. The werewolf's sense of smell is very sensitive, and the smell of blood made him want to plunder and want to

Violate.

He swallowed, his Adam's apple visibly moved, and the hunger in his golden eyes became even more intense.

Yolande felt his warm breath blowing from his chin to his neck, and the hairs all over his body stood up. His smell was very special. Although it didn't have the stench he imagined, it still had the fishy smell of wild animals. In the moon

In the full night, this fishy smell becomes sweet and exciting driven by hormones.

I don't know when, the howls of wolves could be heard outside, and the full moon finally rose to the center of the sky.

The thick fur covered her cold skin, and the cold sharp teeth rubbed against her throbbing blood vessels. If it went any deeper, she would be bitten to death.

"Do you want to eat me?" Yolande asked.

Feiler suddenly raised his head and struggled to pull his eyes away from her open and closed lips. He quickly jumped off the bed and returned to the animal skin blanket in the corner. He completed the transformation from human to wolf in the blink of an eye.

The tail was lowered, and the body curled up into the furry blanket.

He rarely deliberately suppresses his instincts on full moon nights.

"I know you are a purebred werewolf, and you can stay sane on a full moon night." Yolande frowned and touched the wound on his neck with lingering fear. The temperature was extremely low and the blood coagulated quickly, "Don't use this

A way to avoid the problem, I want to know why you joined the demon clan?"

Feiler let out a high-pitched wolf howl, and the loud sound made Yolande's chest vibrate. In an instant, all the werewolves in the tribe responded to him. Yolande covered his ears, turned over to the wall, and covered himself with a quilt.

The head fell asleep.

+++++Day 4++++

The next morning, Yolande was shaken awake by Ferrer.

"What's wrong?" she asked drowsily.

Ferrer forced her off the bed, and she hurriedly pulled up the hem of her nightgown.

"Someone came to check on you." Feiler muttered, "That damn bitch..."

Before he finished speaking, the door was opened, and two demons wearing black robes and masks walked in from the outside. Yolande suddenly woke up, and her first reaction was to touch her wand, but soon

She quickly realized that her wand had been taken away.

"It seems that you have enjoyed a lot of fun from her, Feiler." Yolande knew it was Lilith as soon as he heard the sharp and mean female voice.

Another black-haired demon looked at her with disgust and said, "Is this a female student? She is only sixteen or seventeen? You are so disgusting."

"Me?" Lilith pointed her wand at the black-haired male demon and said angrily, "Antonio, that filthy scavenger brought her to bed. What did I do?"

Yolande recognized the black-haired demon as Antonio.

"You were the one who talked about this first!" Antonio, not to be outdone, squinted his eyes with a fierce look, "You have to be at least a little different from animals, right?"

"Get out of here after watching it!" Ferrer roared to interrupt their argument. He suddenly lifted the quilt and threw Yolande off the bed. "As you can see, my prisoner has all four limbs, not even a single part missing."

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He pinched Yolande's arm and lifted her up. She struggled and screamed in mid-air, and then he threw her back on the bed in less than two seconds. She felt that her shoulder was about to be dislocated, and the werewolf's sharp claws were imprinted into her skin.

, the whole arm hurts as if it had been burned.

Lilith was very satisfied with her fearful look. She nodded: "Well done, Feiler. The Dark Lord wants her to be alive, but it doesn't have to be complete. You can damage her, as long as you can get the information about the real demon seal from her."

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"I don't know about the real demon seal!" Yolande stood up from the sheets, "I'm just a student!!"

Feiler leaned over and pinched her chin and said, "Shut up, I didn't let you speak."

The fishy smell of the beast and the pain in her abdomen made Yolande tremble all over. She did not speak any more, but just stared at the two black-robed demons with bottomless black eyes.
To be continued...