My Wicked Schemes System

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[Ger-ald...Another World]

"Strip," he said, his gaze fixed on the young girl wearing a pure white gown that reached her legs. Her flawless skin and sunset red hair stood out. "Strip."

The girl heard the same command again. She tried to convince herself that he was just toying with her, but the look on the man's face told her otherwise.

"Slave Human! I told you to undress."

It was confirmed. The man meant what he said. He didn't even deserve to be called a human. His hands were veined, his skin pale white, his muscles covering most of his body, and his eyes glowed with anger towards her.

"Strip!" The voice echoed once more, followed by a painful whack on the girl's back. She could do nothing but cry out in pain as her body bounced on the dusty floor. The large cane used on her was clearly not meant for such brutality.

The slave driver's eyes bore down on her with eternal hatred. The girl writhed in pain, surprised at how a strong-looking man could strike her so forcefully.

A trail of bl