The Quagmire of Desire: From Gambling Addict and Village Flower to Movie Queen

The knocking sounded, and the three people inside froze.

Xiaoya was the first to react. She glared at Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling, put a finger to her lips, and made a "shh" gesture.

Then she turned her head and called out towards the door, her voice suddenly becoming sweet and normal: "Dad? I'm here! I'm chatting with my two older sisters!"

Old Ma outside the door paused for a moment: "Chatting? What are you chatting about in the middle of the night? Come out and don't disturb their rest."

"Oh, it's just about girls, we'll be done soon!" Xiaoya said casually, while giving the two people on the bed a threatening look and tapping her phone screen.

Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling wrapped themselves tightly in the quilt, not daring to move.

"Alright, hurry up." Old Ma's footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

As Xiaoya heard the footsteps disappear, the sweet smile on her face vanished instantly.

She turned back and waved her phone: "You guys know what's good for you. Continue."

"Your dad is gone..." Liu Meiling said softly.

"So what if you left?" Xiaoya pouted. "I have the video. I can post it whenever I want, online, or... send it back to your village so everyone can see how much fun you two had at the farm near the provincial capital."

Sun Xiaoyan trembled all over.

Xiaoya was very satisfied with the result. She took out a small plastic bottle from her pajama pocket and poured out two white pills: "Take these."

"What...what is this?" Sun Xiaoyan's voice trembled.

"This is good stuff. Eating it will make you both more relaxed and more... obedient."

Xiaoya handed over the pills. "Not going to take them? I'll call my dad back right now and tell him you two seduced me."

Liu Meiling glanced at Sun Xiaoyan, reached out and took the pill, put it in her mouth, and swallowed it dry.

Sun Xiaoyan's eyes welled up with tears, but she had no choice but to do as she was told.

Not long after swallowing the pill, an even stronger surge of heat rushed up from my lower abdomen, my head started to spin, my body felt light and airy, and even the fear around me seemed to become blurred, leaving only the body's instinctive desires.

"That's right, that's more like it." Xiaoya raised her phone again, pointing the camera at them. "Now, give me a good performance, I'm going to film a 'tutorial video'."

Under the influence of the drugs and the blatant threats, Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling lost their last resistance.

Like puppets, they posed in various shameful positions and made obscene movements under Xiaoya's direction and filming.

While taking the photos, Xiaoya excitedly whispered instructions: "Yes, like that... lift your legs higher... tsk, this skin, the photos will definitely turn out great..."

After taking photos for an unknown amount of time, Xiaoya finally put down her phone, satisfied. She admired her "work" and nodded.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door again.

Xiaoya went over and opened the door, and Lao Ma walked in.

The honest smile that used to grace his face was gone; his eyes were now shrewd and cold.

"Dad, it's all done, look." Xiaoya handed over the phone.

Old Ma took the phone, quickly swiped the screen, and twitched his lips as he looked at the obscene images inside.

He turned his phone screen toward Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling, who were shivering on the bed.

"The video is quite clear," Old Ma said calmly. "Ladies, let's be frank. I can easily post this video all over the internet from any internet cafe, or I can pack it up and ship it back to your village for a pittance. The postage won't cost much. You can choose."

Sun Xiaoyan's tears finally fell: "Boss Ma, we...we didn't offend you..."

"Didn't offend anyone?" Old Ma laughed. "I paid the driver to sell you to me. This farm is in business; we can't operate at a loss, right?"

Liu Meiling bit her lip: "What do you want?"

"Simple." Old Ma pulled out two crumpled pieces of paper from his pocket, with words printed on them. "Sign this employment agreement, 'work' for me, and I'll provide food and lodging. The money you earn will cover the 'referral fee,' 'food and lodging fees,' and the 'training fee' you owe me." He emphasized the words "training fee."

"What kind of job?" Sun Xiaoyan had a bad feeling.

"What else could it be?" Xiaoya interjected with a grin, "The job you're best at, of course. Don't worry, my dad has lots of customers, all 'big clients,' and they're generous with the pay."

Old Ma threw the paper and pen onto the bed: "Sign it, and I'll keep the video for now. Don't sign it, and tomorrow everyone in your village will receive a hilarious video on their phone. Think about it."

Sun Xiaoyan stared at the so-called "employment agreement," on which were some terms written in crooked handwriting, such as "voluntary work," "remuneration to be used to repay debts," and "obey management." Her hands trembled so much that she could barely hold the pen.

Liu Meiling took a deep breath, grabbed a pen, and without even looking, signed her name on the "Party B" section. Then she nudged Sun Xiaoyan.

With tears in her eyes, Sun Xiaoyan also signed her name.

Old Ma carefully put away the agreement and nodded: "That's right. Rest tonight, and start 'work' tomorrow."

"It starts tonight," Xiaoya suddenly said. "I just sent a message in the group saying that we have new 'employees,' and it's a trial operation, free of charge. Several uncles have already said they want to come and 'try it out.'"

Old Ma glanced at his daughter and didn't object: "Alright, you make the arrangements."

Not long after, two or three cars drove into the farm.

Xiaoya led several men into the room.

They were of different ages, and the way they looked at Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling was like they were appraising merchandise.

Xiaoya took out her phone and started recording again, saying, "Just be natural and provide good service. This is your 'entry test'."

Sun Xiaoyan felt like dying.

But when the men surrounded her, still dizzy from the effects of the drug and under Xiaoya's cold lens, she didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Liu Meiling closed her eyes, her body reacting mechanically, but her mind racing: This place was remote, but it seemed like "business" could come to her... If she obeyed, could she get more "payment"? It was better than being homeless on the streets...

The lights in the room remained on all night.

People come and go.

Xiaoya's phone recorded everything.

As dawn approached, the last man left.

Sun Xiaoyan lay paralyzed on the bed, like an empty shell.

Liu Meiling struggled to get up, intending to go wash up.

Old Ma walked in, holding a small notebook in his hand.

"Five guests came last night. According to the usual rate, the trial period is free, but the service fee is two hundred yuan per person, totaling one thousand yuan. It will be put on your tab." Old Ma said as he wrote down the bill. "In addition, your accommodation fee, meal fee, medicine fee for the 'training' last night, and the 'platform usage fee' for my farm, add up to five thousand yuan that you owe me."

"Five thousand?" Sun Xiaoyan looked up abruptly, her voice hoarse.

"Too much?" Old Ma closed his notebook. "Then work hard. The more clients you take, the faster you have to pay them back. Once you've paid them all off, I'll return the videos to you. Go wherever you want. Before you pay them all off..." He smiled, "this is your home."

After saying that, he turned around, walked out, and closed the door.

Sun Xiaoyan buried her face in the smelly pillow and cried silently.

She felt she would never be able to get out again.

Liu Meiling leaned against the cold wall, watching the light of dawn gradually brighten outside the window.

She wiped her face, silently calculating in her mind: two hundred yuan per customer, five thousand yuan... she needs to take on twenty-five clients. If she took on five a day, she could pay it off in five days... No, Old Ma will definitely add other "fees"...

Her eyes were vacant, but in some corner of her heart, she began to calmly plan.

This farm might also be a place to "make money".