Chapter 280

Each day, the captives were forced to devour an entire five-tier cake, one per person.

The torment twisted their bodies with grotesque speed, their frames swelling like balloons overfilled with air.

The women-once vainglorious and alluring-had been proud of their wasp-thin waists and seductive curves, never allowing their weight to creep beyond a hundred pounds. Myra Dalton and the red-dressed gir