Chapter 2 of the Sex Slave Training Academy

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Chapter 2: Hymen Examination? Entering the room, we found it to be a large indoor plaza, at least the size of four basketball courts. It
was already packed with girls around our age, ten of them
sitting in circles on the floor. "Wow...so many people!" Xiao Ke exclaimed in surprise. "Are these people...
students forced to study here, just like us?" "Hmm...probably." I observed that each circle had exactly ten
girls , plus one upperclassman dressed like the girl we'd just met outside. There were already
more than twenty circles of girls. "Hey, junior, over here!" A girl's enthusiastic voice called out from beside us. We turned around, and
an upperclassman was standing in a corner waving at us: "We're short four people here, come over!" There were indeed six girls already sitting there, one of whom was the one who had just undergone the humiliating examination with us
. Xiao Ke and I walked over and joined them. The senior student said, "Great! Now
we of a group, so you can all get to know each other!" As soon as we sat down, one of the girls started chatting with us and introduced us to the others. Soon after, we heard the senior student's greeting again; Qingqing and her two friends had come in. "Oh no! We only have two seats left, wait here! An'an! An'an!" We were
initially confused by this call, until we saw her run towards another senior student, and then we realized that "An'an" was that senior student's name. "An'an, do you still have any seats over there? Hmm! Great!" She ran back to
Qingqing's side and said, "An'an also has two seats over there, it's that senior student. You two might have to split up your groups,
two of you come with me, the other person goes to An'an's group, okay?" "Sure! I don't know them yet." One of the girls said this, but she walked over to
us first and sat down next to Xiao Ke. "Qingqing, shall we go over there together?" another girl said to Qingqing. Qingqing's expression was obviously
very hesitant. I made eye contact with her, and we both had the feeling that we were long-lost friends with endless
things to talk about. "You're the girl we saw when we came in, right?" The girl who had sat down next to Xiao Ke
suddenly started chatting with her, or more accurately, humiliating her. "It's so embarrassing! Letting someone take pictures of your private parts! We were all stunned when we went in, thinking
this was our future! But the man said it was a small punishment for your lack of cooperation during the inspection. And we're supposed to cooperate, haha! Luckily you were there to take the fall, otherwise I might have been the one having my butt photographed
, hahaha!" The girl openly humiliated Xiao Ke in front of the other girls, making them
very embarrassed. Imagining the situation, several girls blushed and whispered among themselves. Xiao Ke
's hard-won composure was completely destroyed again, and she cried out, "No... stop talking!" "Have you said enough?" I stepped forward to speak, and the girl glared at me fiercely before
turning her attack on me. "Oh my! Isn't that the 'photographer'? I thought you were forced into this situation because of her,
but it turns out you two are so close! Did you take photos several times before coming here? The photos are
so good, they make me jealous of her private parts." "What?" Xiao Ke and I were both shocked. Had those men spread the photos?
Would everyone else see them? Just as we were speechless with shock, a slap rang out. Qingqing
had somehow walked over and slapped the girl hard across the face. We were all stunned by this scene. "Who do you think you are! How dare you hit me?" The girl stood up angrily and slapped Qingqing back. "I'm just like them, and you're just like us. We're all here,
women who will only be able to make money with our bodies in the future. I hit you because I can't stand your endless nonsense and lies about seeing photos. If you
keep scaring Xiao Ke like this, I will never let you off!" "Xiao Ke? Oh! So you're in cahoots. Why didn't you join them in taking photos just now? And you have the nerve to say that to me? Weren't you enjoying it just now? Why are you afraid to admit it now?" The girl suddenly chuckled and said to Qingqing. Hearing this, Qingqing grabbed the girl's collar excitedly and shouted, "You're lying! You're lying!" In a fit of anger, she raised her hand to hit her again, but her senior had already come over and separated the two of them. "You two, that's enough! This isn't the time to argue!" The senior
glanced , then, a sudden idea struck her. "It's obvious one of you is lying. But that's easy. I
'll go get the witnesses who were there to testify. But let me make this clear: the school
has a very low tolerance for lying students. Do you want to hear what happens to the liar?" This successfully frightened the girl. She snorted and left our group. The senior watched the girl's retreating figure and asked, "What's that girl's name?" "You jerk,"
Qingqing replied smoothly in a calm voice, making Xiao Ke, who had been feeling down, chuckle
. For a while afterward, we called that girl "You jerk." "I'll go call the other girl over! That'll make ten people now. Sigh! We're one
of the last groups, and this has to happen." The girl slowly walked over. Xiao Ke and I nodded to her like the other girls, but she
looked away immediately after our eyes met. It seems Xiao Ke and I are still the ones she's targeting. "Time is running out, I can only teach you the basics first..." The senior student pushed the metal tag on her buttocks
aside, sat down on the floor with her bare bottom exposed, and continued, "Okay! Let me teach you how to '
introduce yourself' first." "Introduce yourself?" I wondered if I had misheard, and unconsciously repeated it. The same sound
was whispered among the other girls. "That's right!" The senior student smiled when she saw our doubtful looks. "How about I see
how ? Who wants to demonstrate?" All the girls looked at each other, suddenly realizing that this seemingly simple task was not so easy
to complete. "I'll go first! After all, we just arrived, and everyone else should get to know each other first."
Qingqing, sitting next to me, mustered her courage and stood up, saying, "My name is Zeng Qing, you can call me Qingqing. I'm
eighteen years old. My hobbies include playing badminton, watching movies, reading novels, etc. My specialty is dancing. In high school, I..." "
Wait, wait," the senior student, who had been listening to Qingqing's self-introduction with a half-smile, gestured for Qingqing
to stop. "Qingqing did a good job. Yes, that's a good self-introduction, but..." she paused, then said
, "Qingqing just mentioned her name, nickname, hobbies, specialties, age, and high school, these..."
"That's how you usually introduce yourselves, right?" We all nodded silently. "You
can , but it will all be wrong after tomorrow!" We looked at each other, still unable to figure out what
was wrong. "First of all, about names. After tomorrow's entrance ceremony, you can no longer use your 'personal names
,' so the school will give each of you a nickname, which will be your future 'real name.' Like Qingqing, she might
be called 'Qingqing,' but from then on, that will be her name and not just a nickname, understand?" Several girls nodded, but most of the girls, including me, were stunned. "So if you don't have a nickname you can use, hurry up and think of one yourself, otherwise the school will give you one,
but the names they give you will either be common names for dogs or vulgar names. You don't want to be called that from now on, do you
? And if possible, it's best to use an English name, so that it will be easier if you are sold abroad in the future." When
we heard her use the word "sold" to describe our future, our faces showed worry and fear. "Next, regarding your interests, you absolutely mustn't mention them aloud. We only have the right to
entertain Even saying something like 'making our master happy' is a bit presumptuous. As for your specialties, choose carefully.
Qingqing's specialty happens to be dancing, which is fine, but we can't mention other things like playing instruments or writing, as those are
completely irrelevant to our lives. However, this school will help us develop many new specialties that we've never even thought of before.
The more specialties you have, and the better you excel at them, the better you'll be sold in the future, so pay attention to this!" The senior student thought for a moment and said, "The age part also needs to be adjusted. To be precise, tomorrow marks the birth of your new
identities . From then on, you won't be 'eighteen years old,' but 'first year.
' We won't talk about 'age,' but rather your 'years of use.' Some people like to say their 'year of manufacture,' which is
the year you enrolled. You can decide which one you prefer! As for other things like which school you attend, where you live,
what you like or dislike, nobody wants to hear them. It's pointless to say them, and it might even cause trouble. Do you understand?" We were silent for a long time before Qingqing finally spoke, "Then... what else can we say?" "
There's a lot we can say. The most basic things are height, weight, and measurements. These change, so you need to measure them often.
Otherwise, if there's a big discrepancy, it'll be considered fraud, which is very serious. There are also other body data that will
be measured for you later. It'll be a frightening amount of measurements. So, Qingqing, why don't you
try adding your height, weight, and measurements in?" Qingqing's face already showed reluctance, and we could all understand that no one wanted to
include their self-introduction… "Alright! Then I'll demonstrate my self-introduction first." The senior student stood up, took a deep
breath, and with a smile, slowly began her long self-introduction that shocked us all… "Hello everyone, my name is Apple, born in 2012. My current specialties are enhancing my skills in training
simultaneous ejaculation through three-hole penetration, as well as training my bladder to brew wine bottles, etc. My basic information is 166cm - 43kg
- 40cm - 25kg. " "38, face and figure are both B grade, maximum breast diameter is 17.3 cm, breast
elasticity is B grade, shape is "number two full type", areola diameter is 3.3 cm, nipple erection height is 1.8
cm, nipple color is a dark second-degree cloudy red, maximum single milk production is 201 ml for the left breast and
157 ml for the right breast, maximum milk ejection force is 154.1 cm, milk is fresh pure milk, sugar
content grade is four..." The senior student then said a long string of words before pausing for a breath, but we had long since stopped listening. "Well? We haven't even finished talking about the breasts yet! There's so much more to say about the vagina,
plus other parts like the urethra, anus, and even the feet. Explaining all of these parts
would five minutes. So, we always find out which parts the other person likes to play with, or
which area they're most confident in, and then we emphasize those parts. Actually, we keep all this
information in a file, and handing over that file is like revealing all your private parts to that person.
Okay! That's all for my introduction, so from now on, you can all call me 'apple'! Now it's
your to introduce yourselves, Qingqing, you go first!" All eyes turned to Qingqing. She was at a loss for what to do, and the thought of having to
introduce herself according to what her senior, Apple, had just said made her so embarrassed she was almost crying. "It's alright. With so much information, you can't possibly give everything at once. Just introduce
yourself by name, remember, not your previous names! If you want a challenge, you can also give your measurements
, but we won't force you now. You really need to get used to this humiliation quickly, or it will ruin
your lives." Qingqing, relieved, introduced herself again and sat down. Next to her was the girl next to her, named
"Qiqi," and then everyone else's names were introduced before I arrived.
The girl who had kindly introduced us was named "Xiao Zhao," and the girl who examined me and Xiao Ke was named "Jia Jia." To be honest, Xiao Ke and I were still a little angry that Jia Jia had just abandoned us, so
we rarely mentioned her in the subsequent conversation. However, we actually spent most of our time asking Apple about the school.
We were all pleasantly surprised when we learned that the school had "clubs," but she immediately told us not to get
our hopes . When she told us the school's "true identity" and about some of the courses that followed, we
were all so shocked that we cried... (#The details of their chat, while helpful for readers to quickly understand the fate that the protagonist will suffer,
would probably make those eager for some erotic scenes close the page in frustration! So let's skip
to exciting part! The chat log will be added later.) "Looks like it's almost time," Apple said, looking ahead. We also
looked in that direction and saw that a large space had been cleared out at the front of the square. A dozen burly men were carrying in
strangely large recliners, while several thinner men and women were carrying lighter items such as
curtains and pushing a huge flat screen. Ten strange reclining chairs were already lined up in a row, each with a small chair in front of it, and
each . A huge flat-screen monitor was placed at the very edge of the row of chairs,
angled towards us; everything seemed ready. "You should get ready to gather over there," Apple said to us. However, seeing that
the other groups hadn't moved yet, we didn't dare to move over. "Apple, what are they going to do?" Xiao Ke asked anxiously. After thinking for a moment, Apple…
She shook her head and said, "Let's not say anything yet! But whatever they're going to do to you, remember
to do exactly what they say." Our unease deepened. "I'm asking you, are you... virgins?" This question made us incredibly awkward, but the senior immediately followed up, "If you are, my advice
is to 'go early.' 'First come, first served!'" This statement left us even more confused. "What if you're not a virgin? Does that mean you don't have to go?" Jiajia, who rarely spoke, suddenly asked.
Apple, thinking she was being sarcastic, didn't think much of it and simply replied, "I don't know, this
time I was still a virgin..." Jiajia's face darkened, she snorted, and turned to leave. "Then..." Although I knew what "still a virgin last year" meant, I still wanted to be
mentally prepared, "When... will we lose it too?" Apple hesitated, then
nodded her head forward, gesturing for us to look in that direction. "Attention all new female students, please gather here and form ten lines at the back. Hurry up!"
A young woman's voice came from the front. "Oh dear, it's Instructor Julic this time… thank goodness it's not the head instructor…" Apple
muttered to herself . The others had already begun to gather at the front. Apple was getting impatient, saying, "Hurry up! Try
to be at the front, otherwise it'll be worse the later we get." We girls also set off. When we reached the line, there were already
more than a dozen . To avoid getting separated, Qingqing, Xiaoke, and I lined up in the same row, with the
bravest of us, Qingqing, at the very front, Xiaoke in the middle, "protected" by us, and me at the back. Now that we were all huddled together, I noticed that some of the girls' clothes were tattered, and some were
n't even wearing anything. I remembered the men saying they'd tear our clothes during the inspection; they really weren't just
bluffing … After we were roughly lined up, a beautiful woman in her early twenties with a perfect figure,
wearing an instructor's uniform that was stretched taut by her large breasts, slowly walked to the front of our line between the
reclining chairs said energetically, "Hello, new students!" She
only received scattered responses in return. "I am Instructor Julic, who will be leading some of your courses. I will be hosting tonight's activities
," Instructor Julic continued, unfazed by our indifferent responses, "First of all, I'm very
happy you all chose to study at our 'Gifted Girls' School.' Our school…" This is what I haven't directly mentioned before: the school's name—it really is just a name. You might
think it's lame, vulgar, and ordinary—"Special Girls' Talent Training School"—that's
the unremarkable . Coupled with its substantial funding creating a closed-off campus environment and absolutely
no contact with the outside world, this allows the school to quietly prey on so many young
girls . Actually, before I enrolled, I knew outsiders had already guessed that it was training girls to work
as prostitutes abroad. While absurd, prostitution is a legal and respectable profession in some foreign countries.
Therefore, even though it's heartbreaking to see these girls sent abroad to "work hard" and earn a decent income, they
can't really say anything after receiving the money. Of course, we also reluctantly came here with the idea of becoming prostitutes. Even the body
search and the senior students' clothing only reinforced this wrong idea. It wasn't until I
chatted with the senior student, Apple, that I realized we were completely prey caught in this trap. The girls inside are completely unable to send out any messages, unable to tell the outside world that this
school doesn't train us to be "prostitutes," but to be "female slaves." Our work isn't about "applying for
jobs," but about "selling"—literally selling. We actually earn far more than the
wages that should be given to "high-class prostitutes," while the school "buys" us, modifies us, and then "sells" us at exorbitant prices for
huge profits. They then use these profits to expand their operations and lure in even more girls. To this school and our future
buyers , we are merely "commodities," sex toys devoid of even the right to be human, lacking any dignity. They claim it's "special talent training" to avoid the public and even deliberately mislead them in the wrong direction, but
internally, whether among students or even the instructors, everyone refers to this school by its true name: "
Sex Slave Training Academy." The instructor hadn't mentioned these things yet, but she skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the humiliation of the night:
"As you all know, tomorrow is your freshman orientation ceremony. This ceremony is very important, and
everyone must participate in the entire event. However, because there might be some intense activities during the ceremony, if you
are still virgins, it could potentially affect the proceedings. So, in recent years, our school has
arranged these remedial measures to ensure that virgins can participate smoothly tomorrow..." She pointed to
the chairs behind her, saying, "See these ten chairs? The first student in each row, please
come sit down. A doctor will be at each chair to examine you..."
The instructor suddenly stated the purpose, causing several girls to scream in fright. "Don't worry,
the doctor will teach you how to complete the examination. And if the examination confirms you are a virgin, then congratulations,
you are all the leading ladies of the night, and the leading men are right behind you now." More screams came from behind me, and I turned around out of curiosity and screamed too. Several young men, at least a hundred in number, were slowly walking towards us. They were of all shapes and sizes,
Chinese and Westerners, lined up in rows. The reason the girls screamed was that they were
completely Hundreds of male genitalia, which I had heard about but never had the chance to see and dared not look at
, stood erect before us. "Don't look at them like that! They're all virgins!
They " the men laughed. "So! After the check, the virgin princesses, come here and get this,"
Instructor said, taking out a plain white cloth. "You'll take this cloth, choose a
virgin prince you like, and cover his penis with this cloth—yes, like the veil used for weddings.
The person you choose will be your first time tonight." Upon hearing this, all the girls present stared at
Instructor Julic, mouths agape in disbelief. The instructor seemed pleased with their expressions and continued, "And
those of , don't be discouraged. Please wait on the sidelines. Although you're not the main characters tonight, we..."
We've also prepared a special program for you, so you can relive your first night to your heart's content. We guarantee
you won't be bored tonight. Now, first person, please come forward, take off your pants, and sit down!
Those of you behind, don't worry about falling behind. You can turn around and look for your favorite hunks or handsome guys. After you
've checked, while the people in front are still searching, you can snatch one to cover your head with the veil—first come, first served! But
stealing someone else's "husband" is forbidden! At this, the men behind clapped and cheered, while we were completely overwhelmed by the idea of a "
husband ." Xiao Ke was already hugging Qing Qing in front of her, trembling, shaking her head and crying, "No...no..." but
unable to say anything else. Qing Qing, who had always appeared strong, couldn't hold back this time either. She wanted to comfort her but couldn't say anything. She
turned around and hugged Xiao Ke tightly, tears streaming down her face. I couldn't bear the blow either. Holding Qingqing, the three of us girls clung to each other, weeping bitterly
. The happy marriages we'd dreamed of, the perfect husbands we'd fantasized about—now they were utterly devastating…
The other girls were in equally dire straits. Upon hearing the bad news, some girls collapsed to the ground in shock,
the pain of their tails hitting the floor shattering their emotions, and they cried out like children. Some girls vomited repeatedly,
some even wet their pants in terror. Others turned to run, but seeing hundreds of naked men blocking
their way , they were caught in a dilemma. The entire indoor plaza had become a hell of despair for the girls, but some still clung to
their last chance for a final stand. One girl trembled as she raised her hand: "Instructor… Instructor Julic, I
… um… I'm having my period… can I…?" The girls around her understood, casting envious and jealous glances at her, but the girl was determined to preserve
her virginity. Instructor Julia deliberately propped his chin on his hand, pretending to ponder, and said, "I see! I hadn't considered this difficulty. Well then..." A glimmer of hope seemed to appear before the girl's eyes,
but the instructor suddenly turned to the group of men behind her and asked, "Gentlemen, are you willing to be considerate of your wives' inconvenience and
allow them to have sex during their menstrual periods?" "Yes!!" the men shouted in unison,
sealing the girl's fate. Her face fell, even more so than the others. "This student, do you understand? You'd better thank your husband who loves you so much!" the instructor
said to the girl with a smile, as if she really had a considerate husband. "I understand, ugh..." The girl felt endless disgust at the thought that not only would she lose her virginity, but she would also have to
have sex . But this nightmare was only just beginning. A light appeared to our right, followed by a
commotion. The screen had been turned on, and what was now displayed before everyone was
a close-up of a girl's genitals. From the mons pubis to the anus, the entire area was captured in the image. The vulva
was being forcibly opened by a pair of trembling hands, and the outermost labia majora were
clearly visible, down to the vaginal opening inside the hymen. We knew without a doubt that this was the body of one of the first girls to undergo this humiliating examination, even the trembling hands being forced to do something
they didn't want to do. All the girls, thinking that this humiliation
would soon befall them, turned their faces away in shame and fear. But the men were
different … "Is this a girl's genitals? I've never seen anything like it before!" "Look, look, you can even
see the anus! Haha, it even contracts a little, so cute!" The men behind, seeing
female genitals that were usually so difficult to see, excitedly "raised their flags." "Everyone, this screen is now showing photos of the female students in the third row who are currently being examined. So,
let ask the second student in the row to comment," Instructor Julic said, deliberately extending the microphone towards
the girl who was now at the front of the third row. "Tell me, what do you think of this girl's private parts?" "Me?" The girl had already turned her face away, not daring to look at the screen anymore, but the instructor deliberately made her stare at it. "That's right, do you think this girl's private parts are pretty?" The girl's face grew redder and redder. Faced with this
question, she couldn't say anything right... "Pretty...pretty..." the girl answered shyly, the hand on the screen trembling more and more violently, seemingly
reaching its limit. "What's so appealing about it?" Instructor Julic persisted, "You need to be
more specific, otherwise the girl will have to stay in that position until you can give a satisfactory review
!" "I..." The girl could only stare at the screen, unable to articulate what was appealing about this shameful posture.
Her hands, already strained from looking at the screen, were almost giving way. Seemingly desperate, remembering what the man had just said, she
blurted out without thinking, "Her anus is contracting...it's...beautiful..." She only realized
how shameful her words were halfway through, but it was too late. A burst of cheers erupted from the men behind her. The hands on the screen suddenly
released their labia and clenched into fists, the whole body trembling. The vaginal opening became red and moist, clearly showing
rapid and intense contractions followed by relaxation. The girl in front could even hear a lewd moan coming from her "examination room." "Is this what a woman's orgasm is like?" "So spectacular! Such a precious orgasm scene,
I'd buy it for any price!" "This student answered very well. Now, the student who was examined can come down. This student can go up now
! The next one is in the seventh row..." Instructor Julic was very satisfied with the result and let
the first humiliated girl go. But the same shameful action on the screen had changed to another girl's private parts, and
the instructor handed the microphone back to the girl at the very front of the seventh row, whose face was already pale with fright. Xiao Ke turned around and
looked at me helplessly. It seemed that the instructor was not letting any of us off the hook.
For , every minute and every second was even more torment. Before each girl had to go up to the stage to undergo that shameful "hymen examination," she had to
"score" the students in front of her or be "questioned" by the instructor. This method successfully prevented us from turning our heads to avoid the embarrassment of seeing the private parts of
the students . This means that, according to our queue order, Xiao Ke will inevitably see
a close-up of Qing Qing's private parts, and I will see Xiao Ke's private parts...? "It's okay... anyway... you already saw it this afternoon..." Perhaps out of self-deprecation or self-
comfort, Xiao Ke's voice was unusually calm, but it couldn't hide the overwhelming sense of helplessness...? The examination had been going on for over an hour, but the instructors' questions were endlessly varied,
so even though the images kept repeating, the men's enthusiasm remained undiminished. "Tell me, what color is this student's hymen?" "How big is the opening on her hymen?"
"Did you find that girl's urethra?" "What shape is this girl's hymen opening?"...and so on
, causing some girls' memorized "archaeological questions" to repeatedly fail. It wasn't just the instructors that aroused the men's lust, but also the unexpected surprises
... Some girls happened to be menstruating during those days, and several times, bloody genitals appeared directly on the screen
, causing the girls to gag uncontrollably, but the men completely disregarded the gory scene. Other girls couldn't bear it halfway through the examination and became incontinent, with urine flowing from a small opening
above towards the camera, making it look like the girl was urinating towards us, causing
the girls in front to scream, but the screams were completely drowned out by the men's excited cheers. Some girls' hymen openings were noticeably larger, some even severely torn, with the vaginal entrance
clearly exposed. Illuminated by the lights, even the depths of their vaginas were faintly visible. These girls had already lost their virginity.
After the instructors examined them, they would tell them to wait in the backstage area. I still didn't know what kind of
torture they would suffer. I wasn't in the mood to pay attention to them, but just as the instructors announced that another
girl who was no longer a virgin should wait in the "non-virgin area" backstage, Xiao Ke suddenly pointed ahead in surprise, asking me to look. That girl was
Jia Jia. The hymen examination had entered its second half, and Qing Qing had become the first in our row. Xiao Ke,
Qing Qing, and I couldn't hide our nervousness; it was almost our turn to be "on camera." "The next image is of the female students in the sixth row who are being examined. Let's ask the first
student in line..." Instructor Julia continued, and Qing Qing's body trembled violently. That was
our row, and Qing Qing was the student who was about to be "interviewed." She forced herself to remain calm, staring intently at
the screen, answering the instructors' shameful questions. Three hundred new students had to be interviewed and checked one by one, making time management particularly difficult.
Each girl was usually questioned for about thirty seconds.
The instructors wouldn't waste too much time on girls who seemed less shy and could stare directly at the screen; on the contrary,
they especially liked to tease those girls who blushed and looked away after just one glance at the screen. Realizing this
, we secretly decided to muster our courage for the interviews. Qingqing successfully did just that and
passed immediately. The screen switched to another girl's image, and Qingqing had to go up to the stage to prepare for the camera. She turned back
and gave Xiao Ke and me a reassuring smile before walking into the examination chair. Because the examination chair was surrounded by a curtain, we couldn't see Qingqing's situation inside and
could only wait for the instructor to announce the results for our row again. After one round, the instructor announced that the image on the screen had returned to the sixth row. Xiao Ke and I recognized
those familiar hands, which were now displaying their owner's private parts to hundreds of people in front of the screen. To ensure a smooth interview later, Xiao Ke simply stared at the screen, but I
deliberately . However, I caught a glimpse of an evil
smile on Instructor Julic's face as he approached Xiao Ke. "Do you think this girl's private parts are pretty?" "Pretty..." Xiao Ke answered reflexively, as if it
were a matter of course. "Then what's pretty about her?" "Her...skin texture is very good..." Xiao Ke's answer,
of course, wasn't about the texture of Qingqing's private parts. Xiao Ke directly changed the question to "What's pretty about Qingqing?" Watching Xiao Ke easily thwart Instructor Julic's tactics, I wondered if the instructor would be sensible enough
to let Qingqing and Xiao Ke pass the test, but her smile only grew wider. "So, do you like this girl's private parts?" the instructor suddenly asked a new question. "I...like
..." Xiao Ke hesitated only briefly before answering what she thought was the answer, but it was exactly what the instructor wanted. "Alright then! Since you like this girl's private parts, I'll grant you permission to go up and kiss her private parts in front of everyone in front of
the screen ." As soon as these words were spoken, the men behind her erupted in a
long-suppressed commotion. The same humiliating examination lasted two or three hours. The men's emotions couldn't
remain , and the instructors understood this. So, besides unexpected surprises,
every now and then, when the atmosphere seemed to be cooling down, they would suddenly throw out a
new question that would get the men's blood pumping. The previous victim of this type of question was asked, "Do you think the other person's private parts smell good
?" Regardless of whether the answer was yes or no, they were forced to go on stage and put their noses close to the other person's private parts to "smell" them. Now,
it was Xiao Ke's turn to receive a new challenge. Xiao Ke's initial determination turned into hesitation, and the image on the screen, showing Qing Qing's trembling body,
revealed current tension and shame. However, Instructor Julic naturally wouldn't easily miss this opportunity to liven up the atmosphere. He deliberately said,
"You don't want to?" Before Xiao Ke could answer, he continued, "So you think that girl's private parts are too dirty
and smelly, that she's a slut who only wants to be fucked by men?" "No...no..." Xiao Ke
frantically shook her head, trying to clarify, but the instructor didn't give her a chance to answer. "Fine,
as long as you say it out loud once, that you think that girl's slut's vagina is dirty and smelly, I won't force you to kiss her." Xiao Ke froze. She absolutely couldn't bring herself to say anything bad about Qingqing. She understood the instructor's
true intentions, but she was powerless to do anything about it. She could only sigh softly and, amidst the men's applause and cheers, slowly
walk towards the examination chair where Qingqing was. Looking at Instructor Julic's expression, it dawned on me. She
had seen Qingqing's smile before she went on stage, and she knew that Qingqing's friendship with Xiaoke would leave Xiaoke with no
choice but to kiss "her favorite" private parts, making her a casualty of the heated atmosphere. Then, the screen showed the back of Xiaoke's head, seemingly listening to someone's instructions. The image was adjusted
to a top-down angle, perfectly capturing Xiaoke's blushing face as she slowly moved
closer to Qingqing's private parts, finally merging into one. Xiaoke had only intended to touch her, but the instructor said to the men behind her, "Everyone, let's count to three,
then ask her to take her mouth away, okay?" The men behind her unanimously answered "Okay,"
deliberately drawing out the count slowly, causing the kiss to last for over twenty seconds. Once the instructor finally let Xiao Ke and Qing Qing go, I knew this question wouldn't come up again.
Several other interviewees after Xiao Ke were lucky enough to finish this ordeal early, because Xiao Ke
's interview had already taken almost five times the original time, essentially making up for the time it took for everyone else.
The time all went to Xiao Ke's performance. As a result, my turn was over quickly, and it was my turn to answer Xiao Ke's questions about her private parts.
However, the instructors weren't too difficult for Xiao Ke and me; a few simple questions were enough to get me through. Then, it was my turn to go on stage. I walked behind the curtain and once again took off my shoes and pants in front of everyone.
Xiao Ke happened to come out from behind the curtain, her eyes filled with shyness, but she still managed a smile and playfully said,
"This time it's my turn to see your secret, don't cover it up!" I smiled back, watching the slightly swaying curtain. My nervousness grew stronger, but
I kept convincing myself that two hundred girls had already successfully overcome this test, and I
could ! After one last deep breath, I pulled back the curtain and went in. The space behind the curtain wasn't large; at least half of it was occupied by that strange, large chair.
In front of it was a smaller chair, and the "doctor" who was examining the girls sat on that smaller chair.
He didn't even glance at me, simply gesturing for me to sit on the large chair. I walked to the large chair, a wave of nausea rising within me. Its cushion
was more than three times larger than a normal chair, covered only by a piece of paper about the size of a photocopy sheet. Apart from that piece of paper
, it was clear that the chair had been used by the person in front. However, its horror didn't end there. After I reluctantly but inevitably sat down in the chair,
the doctor began to "arrange" things for me. First, they adjusted my seating angle, moving my buttocks forward to ensure my anus and all
. Next, they addressed the hidden mechanism of the armrests. The doctor placed my feet
on the armrests on either side of the chair, and I noticed several leather
straps . The next moment, these straps tightly wrapped around my legs, pinning my feet to the armrests,
forcing me to spread my genitals. My tension and shame caused my toes to curl tightly. Then, the doctor pulled three buckles from the back of the chair, looped them around my arms, and fastened them to my upper chest, lower
chest, and abdomen. Then, seemingly doing something to the back of the chair, the three straps suddenly tightened,
firmly securing my upper body to the back of the chair. Now, only my hands and head were free to move, while the doctor brazenly adjusted
the chair at various angles. First, he pushed the armrests to the sides, forcing my legs to spread wide, and I
could only symbolically cover my already exposed genitals with my hands. Then, the doctor adjusted
the angle of the chair back and cushion, making my upper body lean back slightly, while the angle from my genitals to my anus was upward. Next, he adjusted
the height of the chair, raising it so that he could clearly see my entire genitals with a slight tilt of his head. My body began to feel extremely uncomfortable, and the doctor
pushed the "camera," the main subject of this humiliation scene, which had been idle until now, in front of my crotch. I had already seen the high resolution of this camera on the external screen; in this unconcealed
state , it had successfully presented the genitals of countless girls clearly to everyone. The doctor turned on the camera, which was mounted on a tripod with a flashlight underneath. He
adjusted the angle of the flashlight and camera so the light shone directly on my genitals, which
the camera then captured and prepared to display on the screen. "Spread your labia, hold it open!" the doctor gave the final command. I knew that once I completed this task
, everything would finally be ready. The doctor showed no appreciation for my cooperation. To him,
it seemed perfectly natural for every girl to be ordered to perform this shameful act. This made me feel once again that a girl's
dignity , was rapidly crumbling. "Now this screen shows the students being checked in the sixth row..." Instructor Julia said. I was shocked
to realize it was my turn so quickly. This sudden tension made my anus contract sharply, and the laughter of the men
outside told me that this humiliating scene had not escaped the camera's lens and was being shown to everyone
. Although the instructors' interviews and the screen feed never stopped from the moment I stepped behind the curtain, I was too
busy with my embarrassing preparations to pay attention. It wasn't until my preparations were complete that I started
listening carefully to the live broadcast outside, only to find it was almost my turn. I then realized that during each girl's
preparations , Instructor Jullic had already interviewed each platoon. What we perceived
as a long wait was actually a tightly packed schedule. There was no time for mental preparation; instead, the sudden,
unannounced shock only amplified my embarrassment, making it even harder for me to calm down. However, the situation was about to worsen. After Instructor Julic asked the girl behind me
what she thought of my genitals, I didn't hear her voice first, but rather
the instructor voice suddenly rang out, I felt a chill run through my entire body. "I think this girl's cunt is ugly and disgusting; it makes me want to vomit." A commotion erupted outside the curtain. These words had the men unable to contain their emotions; a masculine
roar, laughter, and cheers lingered for a long time. This humiliation made me want to die of shame. I didn't say what that girl said… I didn't… but
now it was up to her to say whatever she wanted. The girls before me were all interviewed by girls who "did their best" to "speak well" of their
private parts so that they could retain their meager self-esteem. But who knew that the girl who was interviewed in my place would be
her...? As soon as that girl opened her mouth, I recognized who the voice belonged to. It was the voice of "that annoying girl"! "You find it disgusting?" Julic continued to press, and the annoying man showed no mercy. "Yes, this
slut only deserves to be with lowly, wanton sex slaves. Even prostitutes are better than her." Inside the curtain, I was already crying uncontrollably in shame. The men outside the curtain were completely agitated.
Instructor Julic was silent for a moment before asking, "And what about this girl's anus?" "
Her asshole... is probably only slightly better than her sluthole. Look at that anus opening, how can it hold back
poop? She's usually incontinent, she probably goes wherever she goes without diapers! Even now, you can still see
traces of poop that haven't been wiped clean!" I didn't know if what she said was true. There were indeed several girls before me
with dried , but unless pressed by the instructor, no girl would bring up something that would make both of them
feel endlessly embarrassed and ashamed. And I have such an honor to have provoked this sharp-tongued woman, becoming this "unspeakable" person...
"The Secret of the Number One Victim." The men erupted in another round of laughter, and I finally couldn't hide the intense shame in my heart. My hands, which had been supporting
my vulva , were now used to cover my groin. Even if I couldn't completely cover it, I wanted to protect my private parts and anus from
further humiliation. The doctor, seeing this, angrily rebuked me: "What are you covering? Take your hands off, let everyone see your rotten cunt." I
just kept crying and shaking my head. Outside the curtain came Instructor Jullic's voice: "This student,
if you don't cooperate with the examination, we'll have to assume you're no longer a virgin and ask you to wait in the non-virgin area." Although I didn't know what kind of humiliation non-virgin girls could suffer more than virgins,
the thought of the other non-virgin girls before me, and Instructor Jullic's wicked expressions as he looked at them… After
a moment retreated, reverting to my previous shameful state, hoping that the instructor would
hurry up and end this endless humiliation due to time pressure. "Since that girl's private parts are so dirty..." Instructor Julic still hadn't given up. "
Then you go up and help her clean them!" "Clean them?" The annoying guy's voice finally betrayed a hint of unease. "Yeah! Since there's dried feces between her legs, as her classmate, can you go up and '
lick' it clean?" After Instructor Julic finished speaking, the men let out an even louder roar than before. I was startled,
but I didn't know if it was the roar or Instructor Julic's words that frightened me. I understood that after Qingqing and
Xiaoke's shameful performance, the annoying guy and I would also become the next group's tools for creating excitement. I felt a mix of emotions.
Was this what they meant by "sharing the burden"? And it was with that annoying person…? "I…" The annoying person's voice clearly revealed her shame and fear. My situation was
n't much better; I couldn't see outside and didn't know what was happening. I was really afraid the curtain would suddenly be pulled back,
revealing the annoying person's face…? However, the annoying person clearly didn't want to help me "clean up." After a moment of silence, her voice came again: "
Instructor Julic, can I use my hands to wipe her?" Another few seconds of silence… "Sure,
but since it's already dry…" "It's okay, I can use my saliva." The annoying person's voice this time
was n't filled with fear, but with excitement. This made me feel even more uneasy…? Then, a soft laugh came first, it was Instructor Julic, "
Alright then!" "I'll give you thirty seconds, you'd better clean this up!" Then came the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps.
This annoying girl actually ran over to "clean" me up. A few seconds later, the curtain was indeed thrown open, and
the annoying girl with a strange, excited, and even more terrifying smile,
advanced towards me, my body immobilized and unable to move an inch. "Sister! Look, you can't even move, how can you wipe your butt? Let your little sister help you!" I had a bad feeling, but I couldn't quite put my finger on her intentions. She had already brought her face close to my genitals. From an
angle I couldn't see, a few "pui" sounds and a few drops of cool saliva, accompanied by a slight breeze, brushed against my
crotch. She had spat hard into my private parts several times, and then reached out, actually intending to use
her hand to "clean up" for me. I still couldn't understand why she could laugh like that while doing such a filthy thing. Was it because she could
avoid being cleaned with her tongue? Was it because she could spit on my private parts to humiliate me? A strong sense of unease
surged within me, fueled by a growing stream of questions. Just then, Instructor Julic's ominous voice rang out. "Oh, and I must remind you all, if your hymen is accidentally broken during the examination, you
will no longer be considered a virgin. Please be very careful during the examination, and don't accidentally puncture
it !" I felt a chill creep through my entire body, as if I had instantly frozen. It wasn't until the instructor spoke
that I realized the annoying girl's intentions. She immediately thrust both hands towards my wide-open hymen. Luckily, my hands were
already on either side, so I quickly brought them together, successfully blocking the first wave of her attacks. But she wasn't giving up. She used both hands to forcefully pry my hands open, or poked and drilled at my genitals with her ten fingers, trying to break through my hands and reach me. In contrast, I could only move my hands, and I couldn't even see the attacks happening in my genitals. I could only rely on touch to feel the annoying girl's attacks and struggle to deflect them with my hands. But after a short while, I was already almost overwhelmed. After a few more attempts, she suddenly freed one hand and attacked my chest. Unable to dodge and feeling intense discomfort, I reflexively reached out both hands to block, forgetting that she still had one hand on my genitals . By the time I realized it, my vaginal opening was already completely covered by her hand, and reaching back was too late to stop the terrifying thing that was about to happen. Instinctively, I tried to clench my legs as a last-ditch defense, but they were firmly fixed to the handrail and wouldn't budge. "Stop, time's up," came Instructor Julic's voice from outside, but seeing the annoying girl's expression, I knew she wouldn't comply so easily. "Say goodbye to your virginity!" she said wickedly. I felt one of her fingers already probing deep into my vagina through the tiny tear in my hymen, gently rubbing the membrane around the opening. But the doctor, who had been watching the spectacle unfold, suddenly shoved the annoying girl aside, sending her crashing to the ground. "Time's up, and you still won't stop. Do you want to be punished?" Ignoring the annoying girl's vicious expression, the doctor turned to me, only to find me crying uncontrollably . When the annoying girl fell, one of her fingers was still inside me; her falling body dragged the finger, slamming it against my hymen. The intense pain in my lower body made me desperately realize that my virginity had been broken. However, the doctor examined comforted me, saying, "It's alright, just a small tear. You can still barely be considered a virgin." The JULIC instructor also declared that I could go to the side to get a white sheet and prepare for the next shameful test. It was only then that I realized I could still be a virgin. How wonderful! Although, the next second I also remembered that I was about to lose the virginity I had just worked so hard to protect... After the senior student Apple demonstrated her self-introduction, she asked us to start with Qingqing and introduce ourselves again. "Hello everyone, my name is Qingqing." Qingqing simply introduced herself like this, and the others followed this template to briefly introduce their "new names." First was the girl who was examined in the same batch as Qingqing: "Hello everyone, my name is 'Qiqi'." Qiqi's voice was very soft and pleasant, but almost inaudible if you didn't listen carefully. When she introduced her name, I unconsciously repeated her name once, and we made eye contact again. Then she awkwardly turned her face away. After skipping the senior student, it was the next girl's turn: "Hello everyone, I'm 'Xuanxuan'." Xuanxuan and Xiaoke

Like everyone else, she was a petite girl with a cute bob haircut. "Hello everyone, my name is Candy," the next girl said. Then it was
the girl who had enthusiastically introduced the others to me and Xiao Ke, "Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Zhao." Next to her was the girl who had just
undergone : "I am Jiajia." Xiao Ke and I exchanged a furtive glance; I knew Xiao Ke
had the same thought as me... "My name is Tongtong." "My name is Xiao Juan." After the two girls next to Jiajia introduced themselves, it was finally
my and Xiao Ke's turn. After we all introduced ourselves, Senior Apple led us in a "Hello Everyone" game. Once we remembered everyone's names, she nodded with satisfaction and said, "From now on
, you're all classmates. Make sure you're friendly to each other. You're all alone in this school; if you
don't get along with your classmates, you'll truly be all alone. Okay, that's all for today! You'll have
a lot to learn later, both in regular classes and extracurricular activities. But the instructors and we
seniors will help you with your studies." Senior Apple stood up, looked around, then sat down
and continued, "We have about fifteen minutes left. During this time, anyone who needs to use the restroom
should go now; don't hold it in, otherwise the activities later will last a very long time… Or if you have any questions, I'll try my best to answer them
if ." A brief silence followed. I stole a glance at Qingqing and saw she had turned to look at me too. Our
eyes met, and our first instinct was to avoid each other's gaze. Then our eyes met again, and we smiled. My greatest fear had been dispelled when Qingqing stood up for us. She hadn't distanced herself from us because of
our embarrassing behavior. "Let's go!" Qingqing mouthed, and I gestured to Xiaoke. The three of us stood up and
headed for the restroom. We both knew we weren't really in a hurry, but there were things we couldn't
talk about sitting there in front of everyone. So, the short distance to the restroom felt incredibly slow and took forever. Along the way,
we talked about the shameful examination we'd just experienced, laughing and chatting as if it were a
fantastical journey . Perhaps for Xiaoke and me, as long as Qingqing
didn't mind, we were content, regardless of how others viewed us. Xiao Ke was no longer bothered by the humiliation that had just occurred, and even jokingly pressed Qing Qing to tell her if she had been
frightened. Qing Qing admitted that she had been so scared that she cried, but when we wanted to ask the annoying girl, she thought
for a long time and still said that she hadn't seen her do anything particularly funny, which we found a bit of a pity. "By the way, what about 'Qi Qi'?" When we asked about Qi Qi, Qing Qing blushed and said, "
Let's not say, or she'll get angry." Little did she know that this only made us more eager to press her for more information.
Under our relentless questioning, Qing Qing finally surrendered and admitted, "She...
was so scared almost wet her pants." After Qing Qing finished speaking, Xiao Ke and I fell into an awkward silence. In the conversation that had somehow become so explicit and the atmosphere so lewd, we had forgotten
that not long ago we were normal girls, and that we were enduring humiliation that most people could hardly bear. Conversely, because we
knew every girl present had the same experience, we unconsciously developed a comparative mindset, even pressing
Qingqing about the other girls' embarrassing moments, including one we had never met before, a girl who acted like a proper lady. When we thought of the scene Qingqing described—a usually shy girl being so
frightened by a group of men that she wet her pants—a sense of guilt rose within us. "I'm sorry…" I apologized first. "It's okay, luckily she was wearing a long skirt, and her wet underwear and
safety shorts were thrown away, so it's not obvious from the outside. Just pretend you don't know and don't spread
it " Qingqing comforted us. However, when we returned to our group and saw Qiqi, remembering the scene Qingqing had just described, when our eyes
met again, it was our turn to look away. I glanced to the side and saw that Qiqi had also turned her head away from us,
her already flushed face turning even redder. We continued chatting, but the topics returned to what "normal girls" talk about.
However, we left Qiqi standing awkwardly to the side, with us on one side and the senior on the other, making her very uncomfortable. We tried a few times to pull her into the conversation, but she would only answer a sentence or two before falling
silent. Xiao Ke and I started to worry that she might have already formed a grudge against us. Although Qiqi insisted on not joining the conversation, as our chat became more lively, other girls nearby
were gradually drawn in, and the senior would occasionally chime in. But when it came to these "everyday" things, she had a deeper sense of emotion than we did. Sometimes, seeing the senior's nostalgic expression as she talked about seemingly distant everyday things made
me even more afraid of coming to this school. However, my greatest fear came from the "fear of the unknown." The other girls probably shared similar thoughts to some extent. Finally, Qingqing was the first to cross that
unknown line: "Senior, what will our life be like in this school?" Although she spoke softly, she successfully drew the attention of everyone in our group.
Xiao Zhao, Jiajia, and Tongtong, who had been chatting enthusiastically, stopped their conversation and turned to the senior. The senior thought for a moment and then asked us, "I believe you all know
what , right?" The girls nodded, and I unconsciously nodded along, a chill creeping into my heart.
Although I had long suspected it was a "prostitute school," it was all just speculation.
The initial body search and the senior's attire made me unwilling to face this "obvious fact." (Actually, readers who have finished reading the second part of the prologue should already know that this "obvious fact" is not
the most truthful answer.) The senior didn't answer the question for us, only saying, "Here, there are all sorts of different lives
that can shape all sorts of popular students." She glanced at all of us girls and continued, "
We have all sorts of courses, all sorts of different clubs… Yes, our school has clubs." The senior saw our eyes suddenly light up, immediately understanding what we were thinking, and
said, "Not the kind of clubs you imagine. Currently, our school has six clubs, and each one
has changed its tune. Hmm… Qingqing, I remember your specialty is dancing! Indeed, one club is
a combination of dance and cheerleading, but what you learn most there isn't dance moves, but humiliation… You'll understand
next Saturday. Besides, there are over a hundred different specialties… like I just mentioned when I introduced myself..."
Specialties... are available for everyone to choose from for training. School life is definitely colorful, but no matter
how colorful it is, everything I encountered in this year of school life can be summed up in
one word... that word is "sex". When you enter the second year, you will
be divided into different classes based on your characteristics and specialties, and take different advanced courses. But all these courses have only one common
purpose : to teach you how to please your future master. The word "master" seems to have been mentioned when the senior was teaching us how to introduce ourselves, but
I was too stunned to pay attention at the time. Now that this word has appeared again, I realize how heavy it is. "So...we'll be spending our lives...being raped...from now on?" Tongtong asked fearfully. The senior
thought for a moment, shook her head, and said, "No, there's a difference between a life full of 'sex' and a 'sexual life.'
Compared to the most terrifying gang rape I knew, the course is filled with things I never even imagined when I first came in
. They all have the ability to torture us to the point of near death. For
students , the 'gang rape' that we were most afraid of when we first came in has actually become the most relaxed and restful course..." The senior's words terrified us. I hadn't even imagined such a terrifying scenario as gang rape, yet I
already felt a deep sense of fear. Now, the senior had gone on to describe an even higher level. "What does this school take us for?" Tongtong said excitedly, her chest heaving
as she breathed heavily, as if she couldn't breathe. "Even if they really want us to be... to be 'prostitutes,' we're still human beings
... How..." The senior student raised her hand to signal Tongtong to stop talking. After she calmed down a bit, she
slowly said, "We... are not prostitutes..." We all wondered if we had misheard. The senior student didn't continue immediately. She glanced ahead; there was no other movement. Then
she leaned closer to the center of the circle and whispered, "You mustn't say these things aloud. This wasn't meant
for you to know now..." However, what the senior student said next definitely drew stares from many bystanders.
We all cried, terrified. And many of us were wailing. They even screamed desperately,
"I don't want to... I want to go home..." To the other girls... who were also "outsiders" in this environment... they all saw us as "fragile girls" crying because
they didn't want accept their fate as prostitutes. But we already felt that if we had the chance
to be prostitutes again, we would definitely fight for the job... "This school... isn't the 'brothel' that everyone thinks it is. We're not here to be prostitutes, but..." The senior student swallowed hard before continuing, "Sex slaves..." We didn't quite catch her words.
She continued, "Simply put, you know what 'comfort women'
are, right? We're more like that. The human rights that prostitutes talk about don't apply to us at all. To put it bluntly, we're treated as
commodities, just living toys... sex toys... To satisfy the interests and preferences of our future masters, we
're modified, trained, and disciplined, our 'humanity' erased from our 'humanity.' Our future masters even
have the power to control everything about us. Being cherished is our greatest happiness, but if our masters
want to dismember, destroy, or even burn us, or give us away or discard us, we
have no right to refuse or resist... That's what sex slaves are... our fate..." "I... I don't know... I shouldn't have come... I..." After a long pause, Qingqing finally spoke excitedly, reminding me
of what she had said on the bus—that she had mustered the courage to come and take the initiative to study, but now, facing the real
truth, she realized how insignificant her courage was. "We were all unaware at the time..." (app)

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