Nicole's Dilemma
Meanwhile, in the villa where Xiao Yi had first appeared, Nicole Kidman faced a grueling dilemma.
Two days and a night without water or food had left her being devoured by thirst and hunger.
The craving for food and water was humanity's most basic, most primal urge.
No one could resist this fierce, instinctual drive tied to sheer survival.
It was almost everyone's instinct!
Outside the window, night was slowly descending.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, the silent room grew as oppressively dim as Nicole Kidman's darkening heart.
She had tried calling for help countless times.
But even after screaming until her throat was raw, the only response was the chilling roars of zombies from downstairs.
No one answered.
No one came to save her.
That terrifying man never reappeared.
The world felt like it had left her utterly alone!
A colossal shadow of dread gnawed relentlessly at her crumbling psyche, and every nightfall left her shivering in terror.
She had considered saving herself.
But as a frail woman, she couldn't break free from the handcuffs, ankle shackles, or the dog chain binding her.
She lay there on the bedroom floor like a punished bitch, hopeless for two days and nights.
Soon, she would face another harrowing night alone.
Her heart yearned desperately for that man to return—yet dreaded his arrival and the ravages he would unleash upon her.
This tormenting conflict mirrored the food laid out before her, forcing an impossible choice.
For the past two days and nights, her pride and obsessive cleanliness had sustained her, letting her scorn the filthy food and water on the floor—bread and liquid tainted with Xiao Yi's urine.
But now, her limits were shattered.
The overwhelming thirst battered her without mercy.
Terror of death pushed her to the brink of collapse!
Her lips were cracked and bleeding, her throat parched like fire.
Her empty stomach wailed with guttural gurgles.
Now, she had to decide.
The food before her looked revolting, intolerable to a goddess of her arrogance and fastidiousness.
Yet it—and the water—could save her life!
Between dignity and survival.
She had to choose.
The light faded fast; soon, the last rays slipping through the curtains would vanish.
The room would sink into pitch blackness and tomb-like silence.
Nicole Kidman let out a choked sob, a scalding tear tracing her gaunt cheek.
At last, she lowered herself slowly, her soft pink tongue darting out to lap at the final puddle on the floor.
In that moment, Nicole Kidman truly felt like a wretched bitch, groveling pathetically to slurp up another's piss.
The crushing humiliation obliterated her final flicker of pride.
She began to surrender to reality—for survival, submission was her only path.
Once that line was crossed, she abandoned all lingering obsessions, snatching the bread from the floor and cramming it into her mouth in ravenous gulps.
Hunger ebbed away, and with it, her dignity and resolve dissolved.
She even found the bread in her mouth not repulsive or degrading at all; instead...
...it tasted delicious ...
This realization convinced Nicole Kidman she was nothing but a filthy bitch, destined for that man's abuse her entire life!
She was going insane!!!
She devoured the bread in a frenzy, then licked every last crumb from the floor.
Next, her tongue scoured the remaining water stains until not a drop remained, and only then did she slump back, utterly sated, exhaling a long breath of relief.
Her final scraps of pride and dignity were gone—even her ironclad cleanliness had vanished.
Now, Nicole Kidman finally pondered how to confront this brutal new reality.
The Chinese man's parting words echoed endlessly in her mind.
"Looks like I've been too merciful with you! From now on, any mistake—any wrong word, any hint of displeasure—and you'll taste the whip!"
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"I'm setting a rule for you to mull over: as my female slave, as my bitch, how exactly should you please your master on a daily basis!"
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"You've got a few days to figure it out. No food, no water in the meantime! When I return, your performance decides your rewards. Remember—you're my bitch, my slave. So act like the bitch you are!"