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小爱坐在吊篮里把镣铐套好之后，没过多久，砰的一声轻响，篮子稳稳的落在地上。                                                                                                                                                                “有犯人到了！”随着一声吆喝，沉重的脚步声咚咚响起，远远的走了过来。两个长着牛头、身躯庞大的魔族站到了小爱面前。                                                                                                                                                                一个牛头看着小爱摇了摇头，裂开大嘴啧啧有声：“这么娇滴滴的一个小姑娘居然就是大名鼎鼎的艾丝帝西娅？还真是难以想象啊。”                                                                                                                                                                “咳，管她多有名？我只知道不管是谁，到了这儿，只有竖着进来，横着出去！”另一个牛头不以为然，走上前去，抓起小爱手里的铁链，狠狠的踢了一脚，喝道：“还不快起来！找死吗？”                                                                                                                                                                小爱露出一付怯怯的表情，赶忙站了起来。镣铐的铁链被牛头拽着，跌跌撞撞的跟在后面。几只昏暗的火把点缀着狭窄低矮的通道，两旁的牢房不断散发出陈腐的臭气，夹杂着刺鼻的血腥味扑面而来。听着远远的地方不时响起的凄惨号叫声，小爱的嘴角边露出了一丝微笑，心中慢慢的痒了起来。                                                                                                                                                                顺着长长的甬道走到底，转了几个弯，来到一个明亮的房间。这显然是一间刑罚室，墙壁上挂满了镣铐、各种皮鞭，地上摆放着的老虎钳、铁纤，插在正旺盛燃烧的火炉上的烙铁，还有大量不知名的刑具。看着这些，小爱白皙的脸蛋抹上了一丝潮红，身体也兴奋的微微颤抖起来。                                                                                                                                                                那牛头却以为小爱是恐惧得发抖，嘿嘿的笑道：“小姑娘知道害怕了吧，看你一身细皮嫩肉的，从来没受过苦头吧？一会就让你尝尝，什么叫生不如死的滋味！”                                                                                                                                                                说话间，牛头把小爱带到房内的中部，从房顶的悬梁上拉下根铁链，穿过小爱手上的镣铐，把她吊了起来。铁链吊得很紧，让小爱只能用双脚的脚趾勉强半撑着接触地面。                                                                                                                                                                另一个牛头狰狞的笑着，从墙上选出了一根带着大量倒刺的粗皮鞭，慢慢走到小爱面前，举手扬起鞭子，狠狠的抽了下去。只听啪的一声脆响，衣襟破裂，一道黑红的血印立刻在小爱胸口呈现出

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