Immoral System 49 Imprisoned 1

A female police officer with masculine look appeared in front of a dirty and unpleasant smelling cell filled with rough, unkempt and unruly looking women. The police officer wrinkled her nose in annoyance then spat on a random corner. The gaze she directed to every woman inside was full of disgust, aversion, and gloating. Obviously, she didn't hold anyone in the cell with any respect and was even happy that they were imprisoned.

"Sadly," the female police officer irritatingly gave the youngest looking girl in the bunch with a sneering glance. Then in a loud voice and a tone suggesting that she was unhappy as if she was looking for a fight, she announced.

"Vienna Lacson, go out."

A disheveled looking woman still dressed in school uniform looked at the police, her eyes wide and lips slightly shaking.

Vienna, overwhelmed by relief, excitedly stood up and dashed towards the door that got opened, ignoring the scorning look from the blue-uniformed woman. Even though her body had traces of hits and bruises, her heart was overflowing with happiness.

She was finally out! There were no more female inmates to terrorize her! She no longer had to please ugly women and act like a servant attending to them. Those people would be left behind the bars, while she soars free in the outside world!

"Glad you're out. Come with me." Suddenly, a melodious voice rang out.

Vienna, for a moment, forgot the joy she was feeling a while ago. She held her breath as she fidgeted in front of a tall beauty leaning on the wall opposite the bars. A cigarette hung on her b.l.o.o.d.y-red lips. Neatly cut bangs hid her forehead, but coupled with her very dark eyes, high nose, and heart-shaped face, all added a seductive but dangerous beauty on her. She was already this good-looking as a teenager. It was hard to imagine how beautiful she could become in the next few years.

"Miss Clarissa," Vienna softly called out, her current look could beat even the most obedient child in the world as she hung her head low. The initial excitement she had on her face got erased, replaced by fear of this woman and the punishment stored for her.

Vienna did not lower her face because she was afraid to be seen bruised and wounded. She was genuinely afraid of the woman.

Clarissa briefly scanned the other girl from head to toe, before walking away. Vienna tailed her like a dog. Until they got out, her head had never been lifted up.

"Those brusque and ugly women must have tortured you quite well."

"I-I---" Vienna wanted to refute and defend herself, but Clarissa's icy glares made her shut up.

"I liked what they did. You stupidly angered someone you shouldn't have. And you didn't follow my words. You deserve all of it. You know, I will still say this even if you die by their hands."

Vienna s.h.i.+vered after hearing this, then she recalled her leader's rules. Her leader wanted her to reflect. But her thoughts wander aimlessly as fear consumed her. Vienna was so afraid. Her leader was ruthless so she knew, the other wouldn't joke about what she just said.

Clarissa Guzman wordlessly led her out of the police station and to a shady looking bas.e.m.e.nt of a huge normal-looking commercial building at the heart of Alina City. Vienna didn't protest when she got thrown into an empty dark room's hard cold floor. She only stupidly looked up to meet Clarissa's dark eyes that were now arrogantly looking down.

Clarissa watched the other girl attempt to stand up. She didn't allow it though. One of her long legs clad tightly in black jeans fiercely stomp at Vienna's stomach, thus making the latter groaned in pain and sunk back to the floor. Clarissa's long hair and bangs bounced back as she did this.

In an indifferent voice, Clarissa declared. "Your punishment will be held here tonight." Her eyes then went to the sides as she added. "My honey's men will be back later from a stressful mission. Entertain them well."

Vienna's mind blanked.

Entertain who?

Clarissa's honey? That blackhearted gangster leader? No, she said, her honey's men... which means his gang?

Vienna widened her eyes in fear, anger, and unwillingness. She shook her head repeatedly and hugged the legs standing before her. Her voice trembled, "Miss Clarissa! No, please, no! I don't want to! "

Clarissa's black eyes quietly stared as Vienna rattled.

"Please, no! I-I didn't know it will become like that! It's that stupid girl's fault! She collided with me, and, and smear dirt on your name! T-that's why I retaliated! Please believe me!"

After Vienna finished, she looked up and noticed that Clarissa seemed to be thinking about what she said. Hope entered her heart again, as her eager eyes blinked to show how expectant she was to get relieved from the punishment. Vienna seemed to have forgotten that she just lied. All she had in mind was to not have to receive at least ten men later. She somehow forgot, her leader was a gangstress who hated liars.

The Violent G.o.ddess smoothed down her long hair before flipping her hair back. Her very expressive eyes stared down to the person clinging to her left leg. Then she squatted down and strongly grabbed Vienna's jaw to make the girl face her.

"L-leader?"

An ominous grin appeared on the enchanting red lips of the other. "Vienna," she began. "You're innocent. It's not your fault that you don't know who you just provoked. But it's your fault that you arrogantly look down on everyone without knowing properly if they are people you can afford to cross."

Clarissa paused for a bit and studied the complex but mainly confused expression of the girl under her feet. Then her lips as red as fresh blood once again parted, "The school stupidly created a ranking for good-looking girls and boys in the campus. Among the girls, Wendy is someone not to mess with, not only due to her intelligence but due to her having a senior police officer as a brother. She's related to people we hate but don't want to get entangled with. If it's me doing the provocation, it would be okay. I have many methods to mislead and shut them up. But you and my other girls are different. Don't think that you can always rely on me."

"That Clea is a n.o.body, she's just a pretty gossiper, nothing more. Lois Gabriel is a typically rich and spoiled girl, but that's it. She's also a n.o.body."

Clarissa stopped after saying her thoughts about the three other girls deemed as campus queens in HCA. Aside from the first one, the other two have been mercilessly labeled n.o.body by the Violent G.o.ddess and were obviously held in so little regard despite sharing the same level as her in terms of beauty. Vienna didn't speak or interrupt. The girl was also clearly aware that her leader was no longer playing at school level that's why she has the qualifications to make such remarks. Now she's waiting for the leader's evaluation of the last person, the newly ascended.

A few seconds later, Clarissa's voice rang again. The tone was similar to before, and if people would actually base her personality on her voice, it would be hard to relate it to her t.i.tle. She made her words sound like she was always open to a nice discussion and abhor violence. It was a wonder for first-time hearers how she gained a nasty reputation a.s.sociated with violence was a puzzle.

"You have been with me since junior high. You, and the other girls. I showed you who I really am, and what I can really do. I think that has given you and the others some confidence to follow my steps. It's nice. But, listen up, girl."

Vienna could hear that Clarissa's tone didn't change, it was still pleasant to the ears and soft, but it was a sharp contrast to the pain she's feeling from her stomach as her leader's heel sunk lower and deeper into her skin. Beads of sweat started to form on her forehead, and her palms and back had been soaking. But she could only bite her lips hard to not let out any sound. Vienna knew that her leader would become much more ruthless if she interrupts Clarissa's speech. Her leader was someone who hated interruption.

"Don't mess with Sofony Mendez."

For a moment, Vienna felt like her ears had gone bad. Or perhaps she just couldn't believe Clarissa's order, "L-leader? Why?"

Clarissa's enchanting black eyes turned colder and the strength applied on her heels became stronger. Vienna didn't manage to suppress the leaking of voice and let out a single whimper, which caused her more suffering as her leader sunk her pointed heels deeper. Vienna forgot, the girl tormenting her hated being questioned of her decisions or remarks!

The other girl was on the verge of fainting from the pain, but still, she did her best to hold on. She had to! Vienna had yet to forget that she has to persevere or else she would be left there for hungry wolves to eat clean.

"Vienna," the pleasant voice of the girl resounded. "You're making me angry. You keep asking questions you shouldn't. And I really don't like it. Stop a.s.suming that you're free to question me whenever you like. And don't forget, you also just lied to me. Which is also something I really don't like. You guess what happens to those I dislike."

When Vienna saw the evil and cold smirk that playfully appeared on the beautiful woman's lips, dread washed over her, and she started trembling from the fear and cold.

"You stay in this room. Pleasure them well. My honey will watch and so am I. And oh, I'll be filming everything and send some clips to our sisters. So Vienna, give us a nice show."

Vienna ignored her aching body and desperately clung to Clarissa's leg, but the woman kicked her in the same spot that the pointed heel has stomped on. For a delicate and skinny woman like her, the strength she exhibited was very abnormal. With one kick, Vienna, who was sprawling by her feet near the doorway, suddenly flew towards the wall opposite the door. The distance was a little more than four meters. Once the poor injured girl's body descended like a thrown away rug, she could only cry in pain and curl up on the cold floor, drowned in ache and numbness.

After some time, Vienna recovered from the aftereffects of the collision and finally managed to stand up, the other girl was already outside, giving her the same old smile as the metal door closed. Vienna's cries and pleas went ignored, when the metal door was not opened after more than an hour of Vienna's incessant pounding and attempt to open it, the girl could only crouch down in despair and await a tragic punishment.

How she wished she just didn't get let out of the prison. Why did she even naively a.s.sumed that her cruel leader would let her go unpunished after committing a blunder and getting arrested by the police? She hated that girl who caused her to end up like this. She hated herself as well for her impulsiveness. But it's all late now. The leader warned her not to take revenge. And she had to reap what she sowed.

A little more than an hour later. Same building, but in a luxurious room at the topmost floor. Clarissa stepped out of the huge bathroom with only a white towel wrapped around her. Her long black hair was wet and they stuck close to her flushed skin. The sight was very breath-taking. Her mature aura and ripe body made her like she was the most beautiful woman in the world. When compared to Sofony Mendez who was recently enhanced by the system, the latter was still eclipsed by Clarissa Guzman.

Now, this otherworldly pretty girl's indifferent gaze went to the person waiting for her in the wide bed. Even though her lips now were bare, the captivating natural pinkness on it made her smile so fresh yet erotic. That smile even became more tantalizing and playful after she directed her eyes to the scene playing on the wall-like screen perpendicular to the bed.

"You're done." A baritone and masculine voice reverberated. Clarissa met the man's eyes as she swayed her hips while crossing the distance between them.

"Are you enjoying the show?" She asked with one corner of her lips raised.

"Five of my men are having a nice time playing around. I'm quite envious."

"Oh. Meaning you also want to join them?"

The man laughed at the dangerous but s.e.xy tone of the girl. He pulled Clarissa to bed and started expressing to her body the l.u.s.t he acc.u.mulated within after watching his little gangster queen's subordinate getting g.a.n.g.b.a.n.ged ruthlessly inside the cold and empty bas.e.m.e.nt room. He began exchanging a hot kiss with the girl, while their hands explored each other's body. All this while, the man couldn't stop himself from enjoying touching the greatest and most beautiful body he had ever seen in his life. As they kissed, tongues extend to touch each other's lips and tongue. Just this alone induced his s.e.xual arousal. How unfortunate that the girl stopped though and distanced herself a bit from him after more than ten minutes.

Clarissa playfully laughed, her fingers tracing his chest, and then she whispered to the man sucking on her b.o.o.bs. "Honey, you know you can't satisfy me. Call another boy of yours."

The man, who used to be notorious for being very possessive and territorial, actually consented and did as she said. Then, hours pa.s.sed that Clarissa was enjoying a very hot night with two men pleasuring her in the bed. The man she called honey, a feared underworld figure, together with a good-looking and fair-skinned youth competed in thrusting their hardness inside her, all the while watching Vienna get tortured with rods and s.e.x toys by five rough and burly men.

As one girl screamed in fear, pleasure, and pain, the beautiful one was enjoying pure bliss and was contentedly lying on a soft mattress. On the skin of the other girl were several bruises, blood, wounds, burns and of course, marks and discharges of many men. But despite the skin of the beautiful one also having c.u.m and hickeys, it remained fair and blemishless. Her partners, despite showing enthusiasm and excessive energy in this l.u.s.tful endeavor, they did their best to not leave any bruise or taint on her beautiful skin. But of course, they left so much c.u.m inside, h.e.l.l-bent to impregnate her. Clarissa welcomed it all with a scream and expression of joy and pleasure.

Time pa.s.sed and Vienna's consciousness already flew away, her almost broken body still being a.s.saulted. Meanwhile, Clarissa could still hold on to her consciousness and was even thinking about someone far away. Her mouth forming a beautiful arc which greatly made her more enchanting and coquettish as her skin was still very flushed and sweaty.

All this while, she was hearing consecutive notifications in her head. And from time to time, she was writhing in pleasure and c.u.m.

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