


Location: dim basement dungeon with heavy shadows stretching across stone walls, illuminated by a single flickering bulb that swings overhead, casting rhythmic, harsh light across the cold metal chains and dark, damp surfaces Position: Xiying is secured in a wooden pillory with her head and hands locked into the restraints, her body slumped forward with sweat-soaked hair clinging to her face and a dazed aftershock expression in her unfocused eyes; a medium shot Clothing: Xiying is wearing a tight blue latex minidress pushed up to her waist, a black leather collar, and white running shoes






