There were six carriages in total, and the remaining five carriages of the special train, excluding the living quarters of the entourage, were all dedicated to Marshal Rutav alone. Kolyan and the others were locked in the carriage in front of Katyusha, drunk and unconscious, and this carriage was enough to shock anyone's eyes.

The exaggerated luxurious bedrooms and high-end restaurants are really nothing compared to the carriage in front of them.

Divine oil, rings, ropes, whips, torture instruments, special benches, countertops, rocking chairs...... This dazzling array of utensils could almost open a museum, and the entire carriage is filled with unseen and unheard objects, large and small, making people dizzy.

What's even more surprising is that the walls on both sides of the carriage are covered with bright mirrors, so that people in it can see every corner in all directions, including themselves.

That's right, Marshal Rutav is also a master in this regard, and every time he takes a special patrol, he must do his best in the car. People are old, and some organs of the body are also old, but the needs of that kind of perversion are increasing day by day, and this carriage is the best place for him to have fun with his mistresses.

On the wall of the carriage hung a vivid painting of a beautiful blonde girl hung from under the beams of the room, and a fire burned beneath her, as if she could hear her screams.

Ye Fan didn't expect these things to be on the special train, for him, this is simply a timely rain!

He didn't plan to put Katyusha to death, such a woman only needs a ** to make her obedient and obedient.

"Go up!" Carrying Katyusha, who rolled her eyes, Ye Fan threw her on a soft countertop.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned a hemp rope, and before Katyusha could recover his strength, Ye Fan divided five by two and tied up the woman with a swift movement.

The arms were tied first, and the scoop was painted according to the gourd, according to the appearance on the oil painting, and in the blink of an eye, Katyusha had turned into a human meat dumpling.

With Ye Fan's understanding, a hemp rope is extremely flexible in his hand, and the binding technique derived from Dongying is simply easy.

"What are you going to do?" her arms were tied behind her back, and Katyusha realized what was happening, and the few consecutive falls just now made her dizzy, and she couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north, south, and middle.

"What are you doing? Of course it's ......!" Ye Fan's eyes were grim, and he tied a dead knot behind Katyusha's back, picked up her trembling and struggling body, and hung it on the hook reserved at the top of the carriage.

Katyusha's arms showed several bright red blood marks, which had just been scratched by shards of glass, as well as on her thighs.

Stretching out a finger, poking one of the scars, and dipping a little blood beads in his hand, Ye Fan smiled and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Anger filled her eyes, and Katyusha turned her face coldly!

The cat cried and the mouse was pretending to be merciful, and the demon did not want to hear half a sentence of begging for mercy and submission from her mouth.

"Tut-tut......" Ye Fan smacked his mouth, his fingers slid over Katyusha's beautiful face, and the drop of blood was also imprinted.

"Since it doesn't hurt, let's get some excitement!" Turning around, his hand moved forward, and a small leather whip flew into his palm with a swish.

Katyusha's eyes suddenly turned frightened, and her face turned pale.

The leather whip was more than three feet long, I don't know what material it was made of, it was just the thickness of a finger, and it was black and round and harmless.

But as a special soldier, Katyusha knows that such a whip is really painful on her body!

Marshal Rutav knows this well, and the mistresses who play against him are all masochists, perverts, and crazy women, and every instrument here is something that ordinary people cannot endure.

A small leather whip, in which there are quite a lot of doorways.

However, Ye Fan obviously didn't understand this detail, the leather whip was in his hand, he smiled, and swung it a few times in the air, the whip made a crackling sound, and the violent element immediately filled the surrounding space.

Katyusha's eyes widened with resentment, and it fell into his hands, there was no room for bargaining, and the bitter fruit of self-brewing could only be borne by herself.

She secretly held back her strength in her heart, and was ready to meet the devastation of the first whip.

However, Ye Fan flicked his wrist, and a slight whipping, like flirting between lovers, stroked Katyusha's arm, and accompanied by this caressing, it was Ye Fan with an evil smile on his face, and a loud dubbing popped out of his mouth: "Smack!"

The smile on his face was completely deliberate, and he wanted to watch a good show, which was cheap and bad, evil and lustful.

Deliberately tricked by the enemy, the only bit of self-esteem left in Katyusha's heart completely exploded her anger!

Stretching her neck, her eyes were spewing fire, she shouted to Ye Fan like crazy: "You haven't eaten? Pump me! Use your strength on the bed and whip me hard!"

"Yo, that's what you said!" Ye Fan put away his smile, and the whip suddenly flicked like that, snap!

The crisp sound fell on Katyusha's thighs, under the short military uniform and stockings, and on the snow-white skin, there was a bruised red lock.

Even if she gritted her teeth, Katyusha couldn't ignore the pain.

Her angry eyes glared at her opponent, not screaming, not roaring.

"How is it, is it comfortable?" Ye Fan grinned and gripped the whip, his eyes fell on her thighs, nothing could cover his gaze, and the blood marks were clearly visible.

"Come again, scoundrel!" exclaimed Katyusha through gritted teeth!

The leather whip in the mirror turned into a full moon, pop!

Three whips in a row, whipped on Katyusha's back, thighs and shoulders, these three whips almost whipped her back, and the unprepared, rapid three whips wiped out all the strength in her heart.

The stockings on his left leg were torn and the color of the bruises was very eye-catching.

"How?" Ye Fan whistled and looked at Katyusha's pale face with a smile.

"Phew!" spat out, but the devil easily dodged it.

Immediately followed, in exchange for a more ruthless whip!

The spark seemed to explode in the air, and the whip struck directly at the backbone of the Katyusha, at a tricky angle, almost impossible.

The sharp pain, the sharp pain of the cramps shook the entire vertebrae, Katyusha's whole body trembled, her hands and feet twitched, and the two round curves of her chest strangled by hemp rope shook constantly, and finally, she couldn't help but let out a bitter howl: "Ahh

The sound insulation of the carriage absorbed her screams, and for half a minute, she could not catch her breath.

The pain of cramps is by no means something that ordinary people can endure.

"Pervert, executioner! Kind of kill me!"

"Haha, didn't you want me to use it hard?" Ye Fan frowned innocently, "How about it, do you want it?"

"Yes!" Katyusha gritted her teeth with a decisive decision.

"Oh, I'm tired of playing like this, isn't it cheaper for nothing?" Ye Fan stepped forward with a smile and hooked her beautiful chin with a whip: "Since you said you wanted, then I'll give it!"

After saying that, he raised his other hand like a trick, and when he saw that string of things, Katyusha's unyielding gaze immediately panicked!