[My Wife's a Cuckold - A Surprise During My Travels]

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Author: Hermit,
April 28, 2016
Chapter 1: An Unexpected Turn of
Events Qianhan is my wife. In the early days of our relationship, my impression of her was simply that of a beautiful, intellectual woman.
She had long, flowing hair, a slightly childlike face, a confident yet easily shy and adorable demeanor, and usually wore
black-rimmed glasses. She was always polite to everyone. However, after we had our intimate
relationship, Qianhan gave me two major surprises. First, her figure was completely different from her face;
she had an extremely hot, curvaceous body, and the word "dignity" was thrown into the trash the moment she took off her clothes. Second
, her level of acceptance of sex. I had indeed taken advantage of her while she was still a virgin, but her
ever-changing acceptance of sex left me far behind.
After Qianhan finished breastfeeding, we agreed to go on a trip together to relax and enjoy a few happy
days. During her pregnancy, Qianhan wanted to try sex many times, but safety concerns always made us hesitant,
so we both refrained for quite some time. This time, our first thought for the trip was to enjoy some quality
time together.
On the second day of our road trip, we arrived in a small town. It was quaint and charming, with beautiful mountains and rivers, and
few tourists, giving it a tranquil and leisurely feel. Qianhan and I strolled hand-in-hand along a quiet street. On one
side were lush green trees, and on the other were dilapidated houses, with not a single resident in sight, making it seem somewhat desolate.
Our goal was to bypass this street and reach the other side of the woods to admire a small lake.
After turning a corner, Qianhan suddenly stopped. I turned to see her face—a
pretty face with a hint of nervousness, a slight blush, and a burning gaze. "Honey, do you want to do *that* here?"
Her voice grew softer, but it carried a firmness.
"What? Are you hungry?" I smiled, feigning ignorance, but inwardly I was secretly nervous.
"Hmph, I'm hungry." Qianhan glared at me, then grabbed my shirt and unbuttoned
several buttons.
I looked around carefully. It seemed like no one would usually pass by the woods. There was a
recessed area around the corner, with only one side facing the street. The street was deserted;
I couldn't see a single person as far as the eye could see. But, to make love in such an environment? It was too daring, too exciting. Even with my
very open-minded attitude, I was finding it hard to handle.
However, Qianhan didn't give me a chance to hesitate. After unbuttoning my shirt, she unbuttoned her own,
revealing a black bra underneath. "Hurry up, there's no one around now, just do it right here." Qianhan's voice
trembled slightly, her face already flushed, but her hands didn't stop moving.
"Hey, who's afraid of who? Let's have some outdoor sex today!" I gritted my teeth and went for it, grabbing Qianhan
and kissing her lips, my hands moving towards her breasts. Qianhan's breasts, already round and full, had
grown even larger since she had just stopped breastfeeding, appearing quite impressive and feeling incredibly soft to the touch.
Qianhan's breathing quickened; she seemed more excited and fervent than before.
She quickly pulled off her short skirt and slipped it over her ankles. My gaze swept around; this was outdoors, after all,
it was far too daring.
Qianhan seemed to know my concerns and whispered in my ear, "Nobody knows us here. Even if we
are seen, it's not a big deal." Her voice was trembling with tension, but her body
was rapidly heating up, and her movements became more direct.
Before long, Qianhan was practically naked; only her shoes and socks remained on, her large breasts
rubbing incessantly against my chest. My condition wasn't much better; one sleeve of my shirt was still draped over
my shoulders, my pants were down to my calves, and my erection was throbbing menacingly against Qianhan.
Qianhan blushed, pulling my hands to her alluring breasts, then caressing
my penis with one hand, her eyes brimming with desire. Gazing at her skin, whiter and more delicate in the sunlight, my Adam's apple
bobbed; I could no longer restrain myself. "
Come on, let's fuck you right here in the street, you little bitch!" I roared, grabbing Qianhan's waist and
thrusting my penis into her deep, tender vagina. Qianhan gasped, her hips twisting, turning around
to grab my hands, panting, "From behind, fuck me hard."
I immediately understood Qianhan's meaning. In this place, rear-entry meant her breasts would
sway towards the street, the intense stimulation breaking down our defenses. I thrust my hips forward, my penis
filling Qianhan's vagina completely.
Qianhan's vagina was hot and tight; I never imagined she could recover so well after childbirth. The pleasurable
sensation of her contractions was almost heavenly. Qianhan also let out moans, and our movements became increasingly vigorous,
the sounds of our fluids echoing through the empty street, incredibly lewd.
Just as we were immersed in our passion, a sudden voice from behind us instantly turned the world
cold. "Hehe, sister is so pretty."
This voice sent our souls flying. We turned around abruptly and saw
a chubby head peeking out from above a broken brick wall, grinning foolishly. Behind the wall was a dilapidated old house,
looking like it had been abandoned for a long time. I never expected there to be anyone there!
Startled, Qianhan and I immediately separated, but we couldn't put our clothes back on right away, and our eyes
involuntarily met those of the person peeping. The man had a blank expression, lifeless eyes, and was chubby.
He didn't react reasonably to our disgraceful state, just grinning foolishly, drool dripping from his mouth.
It turned out he was a mentally challenged person who, for some reason, had ended up in the abandoned house and witnessed our
passionate moment.
After calming down a bit, Qianhan grabbed her clothes, pulled me along, and gestured for us to go inside. Qianhan's reaction
surprised me greatly; shouldn't we have immediately moved away? Qianhan gave me a meaningful look
and said shyly, "Being seen by strangers like this is so exciting! Let's see who else is in this mentally challenged person's house
."
I sensed something was wrong, but I followed them inside anyway. The old house was indeed dilapidated;
only half of the ceiling was intact. There were two rooms that looked like they could provide shelter from the wind and rain, and it was hard to believe anyone still lived
there. The idiot didn't stop us when we came in; he just grinned at us. He was very strong,
but his expression was distorted, giving him an eerie air.
The idiot stared at Qianhan's smooth, soft body, his gaze fixed on her breasts, his fat muscles forming a smile, like
someone whose mind had been clouded by aphrodisiacs. He didn't approach us, which seemed friendly, but
people with this kind of mental disorder couldn't be judged by normal standards.
Finding no one else around, Qianhan glanced at the idiot, then gently pushed me away, blushing, and said
, "Honey, why don't you wait outside, okay?" Looking into her eyes, I saw a burning, unwavering determination. I 　　roughly knew
what Qianhan was going to do .
"Are you really going to be this bold?" I asked seriously, looking into her eyes to
confirm her resolve.
"Okay, I'll wait outside," I patted Qianhan's head and went outside. We've always been
this open-minded, and to be honest, after her first time having sex outdoors, it's
understandable that she wanted to try having sex with a stranger.
I went around to the back of the house and found a small gap in the broken outer wall. From there, I could see
what was happening inside, and the distance wasn't far; I could even hear the two people talking.
Qianhan walked up to the idiot, stared at him for a moment, and tentatively asked, "What's your name?"
The idiot chuckled and replied, "My name is Silly Egg, hehehe."
That name was quite fitting; it must have been a nickname given to him by someone who knew him. Qianhan then asked, "
What did you just see?"
The simpleton grinned and pointed at Qianhan, saying, "I saw you doing it, sister, hehehe, so pretty."
Qianhan blushed and said, "Do you know what you're doing?" The
simpleton nodded, his voice full of naivety, "You're doing it. My older sister said that in the future I
also want to find a girl to do it with, so I can have children."
"You, do you know how to make love, no, how to do it?" Qianhan put her hands on her chest, and the clothes she was holding to cover
her body slipped down slightly, revealing a breathtaking allure.
The simpleton thought for a moment, his expression becoming even more distorted, and after a long while, he shook his head.
"Do you want to learn? I can teach you." Qianhan said, looking at his face until
the fool nodded solemnly, then continued, "But you have to listen to me completely, otherwise I
won't let you 'xiuxiu' anymore, okay?" The fool nodded again.
"Okay." Qianhan's face flushed. She loosened the clothes covering her body,
presenting herself completely naked in front of the fool, then pointed at him and said, "Silly boy, I've taken off my clothes,
you have to take them off too, you can't wear clothes when you 'xiuxiu'."
"But I'll get sick if I don't wear clothes." The fool looked troubled. "
Silly boy, you said you'd listen, right? Your body gets really hot when you 'xiuxiu', that's why you can't wear
clothes, otherwise you'll get heatstroke." Qianhan continued to persuade him.
"Heatstroke? No, no, I'll get dizzy, I don't want to get heatstroke!" The fool shook his head vigorously and began to take off his
clothes. As his flabby body slowly became visible, even from a distance, I could tell that this idiot
rarely bathed; his body was incredibly filthy.
Qianhan, so close to him, must have already smelled the unpleasant odor. She frowned, but her gaze
was quickly drawn to his genitals. It was a massive penis over twenty centimeters long.
Although this idiot lacked intelligence, his penis was above average, now fully displaying his masculine prowess.
The idiot looked down at his erect penis and cried out, trying to cover it with his fat hands, but
looking completely helpless. Qianhan gently took his hand, stopping his movement, and said softly, "Idiot
, you're a man. If a man's penis gets bigger, it means he really wants to have sex with girls."
The idiot scratched his head, seemingly understanding, and composed himself. He looked to be twice Qianhan's weight, yet his movements
were as hesitant and timid as a shy young girl.
Qianhan said softly, "Listen to your sister, relax, don't be nervous. Now, sister will help you clean your little
penis." Her eyes shone, her face flushed, and her slender hands gently grasped the swollen dragon before kissing it with her cherry lips
. The fool's breathing seemed to quicken slightly. He watched Qianhan's tongue slide across the glans, his hands
motionless, unsure if he was enjoying it.
Qianhan licked the glans, which hadn't been cleaned in who knows how long, greedily sucking in the accumulated scent of the man,
all while her husband was peeping. The immense stimulation gradually aroused Qianhan. Her waist
swayed gently, and her legs involuntarily clamped together, rubbing her private parts between her thighs.
I watched Qianhan's lewd performance intently. Her expression was so intoxicated, even more so than I had ever seen before
, a mixture of frenzy, dazedness, and ecstasy, her body trembling slightly, impossible to conceal. Qianhan
's full breasts were almost touching the mentally challenged man's thighs. Their bodies, with their contrasting skin tones, were so close together that
just looking at them was enough to make one's blood boil.
The man looked to be in his thirties; his unkempt appearance and foolish demeanor made him appear particularly
filthy, and one could imagine the strong stench emanating from his penis. However, Qianhan only
slightly frowned when they first touched; now, she seemed to be sucking on a sweet ice cream.
The man seemed a little flustered; he didn't dare back away or touch Qianhan's body. It was Qianhan who led
his hand to her breasts. "These are my breasts, do you like them?" Qianhan asked.
The man squeezed them with his large hand, the tender flesh changing shape in his grasp. He was a little confused, but it was clear he didn't dislike them.
"My older sister said I shouldn't touch girls' breasts, it'll make them angry. I don't want you to be angry."
"Silly boy, I've given you permission, so you can touch them. Your hands feel so good, a little harder."
Qianhan's eyes sparkled, a strong aura of desire rising on her face, the pleasure of teasing her breasts washing over her relentlessly.
Her body. After a short while, Qianhan gently grasped the fool's penis and groped its way towards her wet, hot vagina
, her face growing increasingly red.
"Silly boy, do you want to have sex with your sister?" Qianhan gently stroked his face, the action like
teasing an innocent young man.
The fool stared blankly at Qianhan, the sensation from the penis between his legs arousing his primal instincts. "Sister,
are you going to have my baby?"
"Yes, you have to be a good girl." Qianhan pulled his hand, making him lie down on the ground, his erection reaching for the sky.
Then, Qianhan spread her legs and slowly sat on him, her vagina gently swallowing his penis, their bodies finally
joined together. Qianhan let out a comfortable moan, her white legs clamping around the fool's upper body.
Under Qianhan's direction, the fool held her waist with both hands and began to slowly thrust in and out, his huge
penis moving in and out of her vagina, bringing out clear, lustful fluid. Qianhan's face flushed even more. She grasped
the fool's hands, pressed them against her breasts, and said softly, "Now, I want you to hit this place hard
, hit it with force."
The fool asked curiously, "Sister, you haven't done anything bad, why do I need to hit you?"
Qianhan smiled slightly and explained, "This isn't punishment for me. When I'm having sex, I like to hit this
place. Look, this place is soft, it's different from yours, isn't it? If you
hit this place hard with your palm, I'll feel very comfortable. You like me, right? Then help me."
The fool nodded. He raised his palm, shouted, and slapped it hard. The force of the blow made Qianhan's breasts
shake wildly, and the sound startled me even outside the wall. Qianhan let out a comfortable moan, looking at the somewhat astonished
fool, and said, "Good, hit me a few more times, okay?"
Although the fool was dull-witted, he was surprisingly strong. He immediately mustered all his strength and struck with both hands,
almost making Qianhan's breasts fly off, the delicate skin quickly turning red. Although Qianhan was in the breastfeeding period, her
nipples were still a bright red, not black at all. Now, under the fool's brute force, those red dots
danced wildly in the air, appearing extremely lewd.
Qianhan twisted her waist, using her vagina to tease the fool's penis. The fool gradually learned the basic movements,
responding to Qianhan's body, thrusting his penis deep into her vagina again and again. This intense scene of sensuality instantly
transformed the dilapidated house into a paradise of debauchery, a seductive atmosphere lingering in the air.
Just as the two were approaching climax, and Qianhan's cries grew louder, the front door of the house was opened again, and an
uninvited guest appeared in the yard.
I was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. It was a
girl with darker skin, wearing a light blue dress, and carrying a lunchbox. The girl's appearance made Qianhan stop in her tracks;
even a fool would freeze when he saw her. The girl, seeing this unbelievable scene, paused for a moment.
When she came to her senses, instead of being afraid, she took out her phone and started snapping pictures of Qianhan,
saying, "How shameless! You raped my uncle! Pervert! Vile!"
Seeing the sudden flash of the light, Qianhan was shocked and instinctively lunged at her. However,
the penis inserted into her vagina became a stumbling block, causing her body to fall forward. As the penis withdrew from Qianhan's
vagina, a stream of white fluid gushed out, falling backward and making a mess of the penis
.
The girl looked at the abnormality of Qianhan's genitals and took a few more pictures with a contemptuous gaze. It turned out that the idiot
had already ejaculated inside Qianhan's vagina!
The girl put away her phone, put her hands on her hips, and glared angrily at Qianhan, her eyes filled with undisguised contempt.
"Pervert! How could you secretly do this kind of thing with my uncle? Have you no shame?!" Qianhan's face was flushed red. The situation was
incredibly embarrassing, leaving no room for explanation. Under the girl's questioning, Qianhan was helpless. The girl's eyes kept
scanning the surroundings, probably checking if anyone else was nearby. When her gaze swept over the wall, thankfully
she didn't notice me.
The scene before me wasn't dangerous, just incredibly awkward, yet strangely exciting. The girl
looked thin and was alone; Qianhan could easily escape if she wanted to, especially
with me outside.
Qianhan stammered that she had come to this small town as a tourist, happened to pass by this little house, and, overcome by lust,
had sex with the idiot. She didn't mention me, only saying she was traveling alone, and didn't mention us
having sex in the street.
The girl's questioning revealed that the mentally challenged man was her mother's younger brother, born with intellectual disabilities, and usually lived alone in this
dilapidated house, with the girl bringing him meals. At this moment, the girl had come to deliver food but witnessed this
scene.
The girl held Qianhan's explicit photos, grabbed Qianhan's hand without explanation, and dragged her
home to have her mother deal with it. Qianhan, in an unfamiliar city, had no reason to fear this girl; the nude photos
, without knowing her name or identity, weren't even a threat. Qianhan had begun to calm down;
she probably knew all this, but she didn't ask me for help, didn't even try to struggle, and instead seemed somewhat secretly
pleased?
The enraged girl roughly grabbed Qianhan's hand and dragged her back. I hesitated, not daring to step out from around the corner
. Peeking from the bend, I saw that while Qianhan's expression was terrified, her eyes remained unchanged, even
more intense. In the instant Qianhan turned back, our eyes met—that familiar, reassuring
gaze.
Ah, so that's it. I temporarily abandoned my plan to pounce.
Our unspoken understanding told me that Qianhan wanted me to observe and not interfere. However,
I would still secretly follow her.
A while later, Qianhan put on her clothes and obediently followed the girl home, leaving behind this foolish man, grinning foolishly,
still savoring his recent experience of losing his virginity.
Chapter Two: The Model
Qianhan followed the girl home, while I followed at a distance, though I didn't have much of a stealth...
Fortunately, the distance wasn't far; I arrived just around one street. The girl's house looked quite ordinary,
a two-story building, the kind you see everywhere in this city.
Reaching the door, I couldn't just rush in, but I couldn't see inside through the doors and windows. The
building only had one entrance, and after Qianhan went in, no one else had entered.
Qianhan clearly had her own plans, and I didn't want to disturb her. While waiting for news, I noticed
a small noodle shop diagonally opposite the girl's house. I ordered some snacks to kill time, and posing as a tourist, I
asked about the lives of the nearby residents, subtly shifting the conversation to the family across the street, managing to
glean some information from the owner.
The girl lived alone with her mother; her father worked away from home year-round, and her mentally challenged uncle
rarely visited. The girl was still in school, and her mother did some handicrafts at home—nothing
unusual. In this small town, such families were very common; their economic situation wasn't good, but they weren't destitute either
. What would happen to Qianhan in such a family? Countless possibilities flooded my mind, and I slowly
became immersed in them, time ticking by.
About an hour later, I finished a bowl of noodles and sat there bored, waiting. Luckily, this
wasn't a busy area, and the noodle shop was rarely busy, so the owner didn't seem inclined to kick me out. Finally, a
small truck stopped across the street, and three people emerged from the girl's house. The one in front was clearly Qianhan!
Seeing Qianhan reappear in my sight, I tried to suppress my impulse and keep watching with a blank expression
. Qianhan's gaze swept over me, a faint smile appearing on her face. She still looked radiant,
her beautiful face unchanged, not showing any signs of injury. Behind Qianhan was a middle-aged woman,
presumably the girl's mother. The girl only followed them to the gate before stopping, watching
the two people in front get into the truck.
Following another vehicle again, I wasn't confident my luck would be so good. Fortunately, there were some commercial vehicles parked on
the roadside. I immediately got into one and had the driver follow the truck in front.
This time, the journey was much longer than before, covering several streets. The truck stopped outside a large iron
gate, which looked like a warehouse. Qianhan and the middle-aged woman got out, and then
a man with a crew cut got out of the truck's cab and led Qianhan through the gate. Strangely, the middle-aged woman did
n't follow. She boarded a bus on the roadside, seemingly heading home.
What was this place, without a sign, located in a remote area, and completely unidentifiable?
After getting off the bus, I circled the iron gate several times. It would be difficult to even ask someone for directions. After circling three times, I realized
it was a large building with a five-meter ceiling and no windows more than three meters above the ground—either a warehouse or a factory
. The door to the building was tightly closed, and there was no one guarding it. For a moment, I felt
a little discouraged.
Qianhan was penniless and in this strange place, anything could happen. Safety was my
primary concern, but judging from her burning gaze, she seemed to be expecting something, at least not forced into
doing anything.
Just as I was frowning and considering various options, the large iron gate suddenly opened, and a gaunt
man walked out. After looking me over, his gaze settled on me.
"Excuse me, are you Miss Hanhan's friend?" the gaunt man suddenly asked.
I was startled and immediately replied, "Yes, is she here?"
The gaunt man nodded, beckoned to me, and said, "Miss Hanhan said a friend is coming; it should
be you."
I followed the gaunt man inside. Since Qianhan had said so herself, it must mean she was safe
.
It was indeed a large warehouse. The cold white lights from the ceiling were somewhat dazzling, and cardboard boxes were piled up all around,
their contents unknown. There were several rooms on either side of the warehouse, with transparent glass walls covering almost
the entire exterior. In the room on the left, the gray curtains were drawn, and the yellow light made
them glow.
The gaunt man led me to this room. Upon opening the door, the first thing I saw was Qianhan
's face. Then, I was immediately shocked.
Qianhan was completely naked, her upper body bent forward. The crew-cut man I had seen earlier was holding her waist, his
imposing penis thrusting deep inside her. A lascivious aura emanated from Qianhan's face; a blush
spread across her cheeks, her eyes were slightly glazed, yet radiated unspeakable pleasure.
Seeing me, Qianhan nodded, revealing a gentle smile. "Come on, wait a moment."
The crew-cut man saw me but didn't speak, only squeezing Qianhan's breasts forcefully, his thrusts intensifying
. Beside the crew-cut man were two other men watching, their groins clearly aroused as well
, both erect.
What a lewd scene! Just as I was staring in disbelief, a man watching said, "You
're Hanhan's friend, right? You're in line. She's really something, hehehe, I've never seen
a woman so beautiful and incredibly sexy."
I nodded, now I could only accept the role Qianhan had assigned me: friend. Qianhan's
ecstatic performance in the hands of the crew-cut man made my body heat up too, but I couldn't show it. Qianhan before me
shone with a lewd glow, her smooth, white body writhing under the man's thrusts, emitting
trembling shockwaves. The dazzling, decadent atmosphere made the volcano within me roar.
Trying to calm my urges, I found a stool and sat down, then
started chatting with the skinny man who had led me in. This skinny man seemed to be out of the running; I didn't know if he'd already had his turn or if it wasn't
his yet.
Taking the cigarette the skinny man offered, this unimaginable conversation naturally began. During our conversation
, I learned that the man with the crew cut was named Ou Shan, the middle-aged woman's younger brother, and that he ran an adult product distribution business.
Business. This gaunt man was one of Ou Shan's business partners, named Tan Hong. According to Tan Hong, Qian Han
was a "lustful woman" introduced by a middle-aged woman, a tourist simply looking for a thrill. She was introduced
to Ou Shan by chance to pose for promotional photos for adult toys, free of charge, of course.
Listening to Tan Hong's description, I understood a bit. The middle-aged woman's definition of Qian Han as a "lustful woman"
was likely with Qian Han's consent; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so compliant. However, being a promotional
model for adult toys sounded like the image would be distributed everywhere, which crossed a line.
Knowing my concerns, Tan Hong laughed and said that Ms. Han Han wouldn't need to show her face during the shoot, and even if she did,
she would wear an eye mask. After all, it's normal for models of this kind of photo to value their privacy.
After finishing a cigarette and drinking a few cups of tea, Qian Han gradually reached her peak, and Ou Shan was about to explode. At the moment of climax
, Ou Shan tried to pull his penis out of Qian Han's vagina, intending to ejaculate on her smooth back skin
. But Qianhan stopped him, saying softly, "My milk hasn't completely stopped, and my period hasn't returned, so you can
ejaculate inside me however you like." Oushan was taken aback, then roared and sprayed a large amount of semen
deep into Qianhan's uterus.
The two of them burst into joyful shouts together. After Oushan's penis was pulled out,
a thick stream of semen quickly gushed from Qianhan's vagina, looking incredibly lewd. Qianhan turned her gaze to me, staring at me for a while, as if
asking, what would it feel like to watch your beautiful wife being ejaculated inside by someone else? Perhaps sensing my burning gaze,
Qianhan blushed and smiled, then pointed at Tan Hong and me, demanding that we both join in.
I was stunned. Did I have to have sex with my wife with another man? Although Tan Hong didn't know our relationship
, I knew it myself. While I hesitated, Qianhan showed a displeased expression. So, I
gritted my teeth and followed Tan Hong forward, clamping Qianhan between my legs.
Qianhan took Tan Hong's penis into her mouth, letting him play with her full breasts, while I explored her
anus. Qianhan had tried anal sex before, but not often; her tightly closed anus was quite difficult to penetrate. At this moment,
Ou Shan handed over a bottle of lubricant, and the narrow passage became a thoroughfare—truly a place for storing adult products.
This time, Qianhan was even wilder; she seemed to thoroughly enjoy this pincer attack, her
pretty face frequently bumping against Tan Hong's scrotum, making slapping sounds. Seeing Qianhan's lewd behavior,
I also became aroused, grabbing her pert buttocks and thrusting left and right, completely disregarding her delicate and fragile nature.
After this round of lovemaking, I became somewhat familiar with Ou Shan and Tan Hong, and they all believed in
my identity as a friend. After all, with Qianhan's lewd behavior, making a few casual sex partners was perfectly normal
.
After waiting for Qianhan to climax several times, Ou Shan suggested starting a photoshoot with props, which was also Qianhan
's main task for coming here. I had already seen many unpacked vibrators and dildos around, so
these must be the props for the shoot. In my mind, images of Qianhan with various huge vibrators inserted into her tender vagina
flashed through my mind. Her vulva was very moist, and it would probably look great in the photos.
Ou Shan brought out a dark, inconspicuous chair and said, "Let's shoot with this as the first prop!"
I was stunned and looked at the chair carefully. Although it was simply black, the structure of the chair was extremely
lewd. There were leather buckles on the backrest and armrests to secure the shoulders and hands. There were two movable supports connected to a footrest under the chair
, which also had leather buckles, and it seemed that the legs could be adjusted to different
positions. The most peculiar thing was that two semi-circular adjustable metal covers were attached to the back of the chair. If a woman
sat on the chair, these two metal covers could be moved forward and firmly fixed to her breasts.
"Why don't we start the shoot with vibrators or something?" I asked tentatively.
Ou Shan shook his head and said, "There are already enough promotional photos for those products. Adding a model won't make much difference.
I have a lot of special props here. Without a beauty like Hanhan as a model, many clients
won't experience the allure."
Ou Shan had Qianhan sit on the chair, then used the buckles to secure her, and then adjusted the metal covers, making the rings
tightly bind Qianhan's breasts. The force was so great that her breasts became layered.
Ou Shan spread Qianhan's legs apart and raised them, finally exposing her vulva forward, the tender flesh of her vagina clearly visible. After doing this, Ou Shan took out two black leather straps and 　　connected
Qianhan's ankles to the metal covers on her breasts . 　　My expression changed instantly. With the belt added by Ou Shan, if Qian Han were to put her legs down, 　　it would immediately pull her breasts forward. In other words, if Qian Han were intensely aroused, her legs would involuntarily 　　move together, stretching her breasts. This showed how terrifying the chair was. 　　"This is a gentler prop. Let's start with this," Ou Shan said with a smile. 　　This prop was far from gentle. I couldn't help but wonder 　　what the more rudimentary props would look like. 　　Ou Shan put a white flower-shaped blindfold on Qian Han, which barely concealed her face, but 　　someone familiar like me would still likely recognize her. Qian Han twisted her body. The blindfold seemed to embolden her 　　; she no longer cared much about her exposed breasts and genitals, instead experiencing a strong sense of excitement. 　　Ou Shan's gaze swept over Qian Han's body, finally settling on her exposed vulva 　　, still damp and glistening with a wanton sheen from the intense sex. Ou Shan seemed to feel this pose wasn't enough to showcase the prop's allure, so he pulled a red 　　electric vibrator 　　from a box , applied lubricant, and inserted it into Qian Han's vagina. 　　"Alright, that's perfect now. Come on, strike a seductive pose." Ou Shan picked up his camera and aimed it at 　　Qian Han. Facing the camera, Qian Han moaned, her legs slightly flexing, stretching her breasts out slightly, 　　creating a powerful and seductive pose, as if they were about to detach from her body. Even I, who knew Qian Han so well, 　　felt my throat go dry at this lewd pose.

Ou Shan kept pressing the shutter, taking more than a dozen photos in no time. He loudly praised Qian Han's lewdness
and directed her to make more expressions. Qian Han's feet became props for torturing her breasts;
after a groan, her breasts, stretched almost to the point of breaking, were visible, the white flesh reddened from the pulling, adding
to her lewd allure.
By the time the promotional photos of this punishment sex chair were finished, Qian Han's vulva was already covered in glistening love fluid.
Ou Shan looked at the photos several times, clearly quite satisfied.
Next up was an X-shaped parallel bar frame with black binding straps. The main purpose of this frame
was to suspend the woman in mid-air for pleasure. A vibrator was inserted into Qian Han's vulva, and
after binding her up like a large dumpling, many close-up photos were taken.
Next up was a set of breast rings, two rings connected to a wide strap about two meters long,
used to allow the man experiencing doggy style to pull on his partner's breasts with one hand, much like riding a horse.
They shot over a dozen sets of props. Ou Shan's warehouse was quite well-stocked, but
the props used for the shoot were mostly bondage and shaping items, along with vibrators, primarily to
provide more sexual positions. Looking at the photos, Ou Shan smiled with satisfaction. He said, "Hanhan, my beautiful
lady, thank you for your free modeling service. The money my sister made you pay is now wiped clean."
"Ah, is that all?" Qianhan sighed, a little unsatisfied.
"What, you want to shoot more?" Ou Shan was a little surprised. The poses they'd just posed in weren't easy; so many bondage
straps had tormented Qianhan quite a bit, even making her breasts red. Logically, she should have already fully satisfied herself.
Qianhan pointed to a pile of goods in a corner of the warehouse and said, "Why are these props packaged in metal boxes
? They're different from the others. Are they higher quality?" Qianhan's face was flushed, her eyes
seemingly spitting fire. It seemed the previous orgasms had only ignited her desire.
Ou Shan followed Qianhan's gaze and said, "It's true they're expensive, but these props are relatively niche
torture equipment. There are few buyers, and I only got a few samples. Generally speaking, these props
are more suitable for filming movies, and they sell quite well."
Torture equipment, high-end stuff—Qianhan's eyes suddenly lit up, and an uncontrollable excitement appeared on her face.
Pointing at the props, she excitedly exclaimed, "Then I'll generously make a movie for free, to help people to the end!"
Her eyes were filled with desire and lust as she glanced at me, so I nodded and released the last restraint.
I knew in my heart that I also really wanted to see Qianhan star in a passionate little movie.
However, my expectations for this movie were too naive.
Chapter 3 - Actors
Ou Shan stared into Qian Han's eyes, a hint of doubt in his voice, and asked, "I'll reiterate, these devices
are generally not used; they can easily cause injury."
At this moment, Tan Hong, who was watching from the side, quietly nudged me with his elbow and whispered, "What's
wrong with this woman? At first, I thought she was a particularly unrestrained, lonely young woman, and Ou Shan just wanted to have some fun.
Are you familiar with her? Who is she?"
I hesitated for a moment, then replied in a low voice, "I've known her for a while. How should I put it? Our relationship
is what you'd call friends with benefits. After she gained my trust, she likes to have me watch when she's having fun. As for
her true identity, I'm not entirely sure. I can only say that she's a very proper professional woman in her daily life
, only showing a different side in private. Her greatest hobby is actually humiliating herself in front of others,
so your suggestion to make a movie is exactly what she wants."
Tan Hong looked surprised and shook his head slightly.
At this moment, Qianhan's eyes were filled with fervor as she resolutely said, "Actually, I've wanted to indulge myself for a long time.
Playing the dignified and elegant role in front of acquaintances is just too annoying. Occasionally, I want to try being treated like trash,
dirty and ruined. Besides, I've already completed my nurturing duties, so it's okay if my body suffers any damage
." Her face grew redder and redder as she spoke, her naked body trembling slightly.
After confirming Qianhan's wishes, Oushan was overjoyed and immediately made phone calls to contact relevant professionals,
waiting for over an hour to complete the preparations. During this time, Qianhan gave Oushan a breastjob, let
Tan Hong ejaculate inside her vagina, and then experienced a super-sized electric vibrator with her buttocks.
Qianhan's lewd performance revealed Oushan's true lecherous nature. He originally only wanted to take advantage of the situation to coerce a slut
into taking free promotional photos; after all, finding models for this kind of thing wasn't cheap, and Qianhan was so
attractive. Now, filming the movie, Ou Shan was overflowing with passion, constantly contacting people, arranging locations, preparing props, and
designing plans.
Ultimately, the filming location was still in this warehouse, but in a small, recently emptied room
with twenty chairs set up as audience seating. Tan Hong was in charge of filming, and the host was a
beautiful woman named Li Shan, around thirty years old, with a very hot figure, wearing a black leather bodysuit and
a hood covering the upper half of her face, revealing only her two alluring eyes.
Acting as the audience and assistants were Ou Shan's friends, men and women, including Ou Shan's sister, the
middle-aged woman.
Ou Shan loudly explained the reason for the filming and its main content. After hearing about Qian Han's promiscuous behavior,
gasps of surprise rippled through the audience, and several lewd-looking men began shouting.
At this moment, Qian Han was the most excited; she was completely naked, displaying her beautiful and alluring body to this group of strangers
. Knowing that Qian Han had given birth, her pert and perfect breasts garnered even more
admiration. Originally, Qianhan only felt ashamed and excited about exposing her body in public. Now, being directly exposed to
the gaze of a group of people, the stimulation was dozens of times greater, even surpassing the initial feeling.
Before the filming began, Oushan announced that the purpose of this shoot was to experience rare, high-end erotic torture instruments.
To make the film as exciting as possible, Qianhan's body was allowed to suffer appropriate harm.
"Simply put, the subject of this shoot, Miss Hanhan's private parts, will experience a storm of severe
torture!" Oushan shouted.
"Really, it's okay if you get hurt? Don't go back on your word." It was Ou Shan's sister who spoke.
Qian Han looked at her, a smile appearing on her face, and slowly said, "Don't worry, I just finished breastfeeding,
and I have no plans to have another child. That means it doesn't matter if my breasts or vulva are damaged during filming
. In fact, I'm looking forward to you guys tearing them to shreds." Her face was flushed,
her breathing became heavy, and her legs unconsciously rubbed together, her thighs already glistening with lust.
Lishan pointed the whip at Qianhan's chest and said, "The purpose of the execution later is to stop your milk
from flowing, your breasts from being firm, and your vagina from being tight. Hmm, just thinking about it is exciting."
Qianhan shook her head and suddenly said, "No, that's not enough. I remember there are props for the uterus.
Don't forget to expose this part of me and humiliate me properly!"
Lishan looked into Qianhan's eyes and said, word by word, "Okay, you will be made into a lowly sow. Are you looking forward
to it? Are you happy?"
Qianhan responded with an expression like she was having an orgasm. Oushan
laughed loudly. He took out a bottle of liquid and said, "This is an aphrodisiac that some bad people like to use
. Usually, drinking a third of the bottle can turn a lady into a slut. Today, I'll let you drink the whole bottle so you
can have a good time during the performance." He handed the liquid to Lishan and then watched Qianhan drink it all.
Filming officially began. After being given the drug, Qianhan's fiery gaze gradually turned tinged with fervor.
Her skin flushed, and fine beads of sweat gave it a wanton sheen. Her chest heaved, and her full
breasts seemed to defy the audience, their nipples swelling and enlarging. In
front of the camera, Lishan paced back and forth like a queen, her eyes fixed on Qianhan. In her hand, she held
a loose whip, its tasseled blade made of cowhide, looking imposing but surprisingly weak.
Suddenly, she turned, flicking her wrist upwards, the whip lashing across one of Qianhan's breasts with a sharp whistling sound,
producing a crisp crackling sound that combined countless impacts.
Lishan grinned maliciously, "You lowly bitch, with such disgustingly fat tits, still so smug? Still
so arrogant?"
Qianhan tossed her head, giving her a flirtatious wink, and said, "Such a light whip can't satisfy my tits at all
!"
Lishan chuckled softly, the whip in her hand slowly lowering, then her fingers suddenly shot up, and she
shouted at Qianhan, "This bitch, with her pair of milk-rich fat flesh, getting excited even when so many people see her
, is utterly despicable! Come on, teach her a lesson!" As soon as she finished speaking, two
people sitting towards the back of the audience stood up and walked to Qianhan.
These two audience members were blindfolded, clearly pre-arranged assistants; their arms were thick and strong,
appearing especially robust next to the delicate Qianhan. The two men grabbed Qianhan's breasts, one on each side, and squeezed them forcefully
. Their pressure moved from the base of her breasts to her areolas, forcing her to release
milk in this brutal manner.
Although Qianhan could still produce milk, she was nearing weaning, and the amount released was not much. Even
so, the thick white fluid oozing from Qianhan's rosy nipples was still a very stimulating scene, eliciting
screams from the audience. At this moment, her proud, perky breasts trembled slightly with her body, her eyes filled with a burning,
hungry light. Her already extremely sexy figure became even more alluring, completely unbelievable that this was
a body that had given birth.
While the audience admired Qianhan's figure, Ou Shan stopped the filming. He brought out a wooden box and opened it on the ground in front of Qianhan
. Inside the box were two round, dark-colored objects that looked like they were made of metal,
along with some smaller items.
Ou Shan brought out the round device, then picked out a clip from it and began explaining its
purpose. It was a breast torture device, adjustable in size to fit any woman's breasts, provided
the bra size was at least a C cup. According to Ou Shan, the device came with three independent
tools. Mild use would cause sustained pain, generally without subsequent harm. Moderate use
would inflict extreme pain but could potentially cause injury. Severe use would inevitably cause harm,
but would also provide immense visual stimulation.
After introducing everything, Ou Shan licked his lips, glanced at Qian Han, and said, "I think you'd like to try
the moderate level. Such beautiful breasts would definitely be incredibly stimulating."
Qian Han looked at the device Ou Shan was fiddling with and suddenly asked, "You said this device has three levels of
punishment, hence the green, yellow, and blue rings to distinguish the different combinations. But
why is there a red line on it? What level is that?"
Ou Shan looked at the long red line in the middle of the device and said, "This device is for hardcore enthusiasts
. Red represents punishment, and the other three are for training. Using the red function might
cause serious damage to the breasts."
"Serious damage? Will...will it break?" Qian Han's voice trembled with excitement.
Ou Shan chuckled and said, "It won't break. Who would want to ruin such a rare sex slave? It's just that her breasts
might get twisted out of shape, hehe."
Qian Han's eyes lit up, and she nodded, "Then I'll take this level."
Ou Shan's mouth dropped open, and the audience was momentarily stunned. They hadn't expected such a beautiful woman
to willingly request to have her breasts deformed. However, this lewd aura
was even stronger than Qian Han's earlier, and even I was momentarily excited.
Ou Shan laughed heartily, laid out everything from the box, and then signaled for filming to continue.
Li Shan stepped forward, picked up two round buckles, and placed them on Qian Han's areolas. The tight buckles
constricted Qian Han's nipples, preventing her milk from draining. Li Shan squeezed hard, and Qian Han's breasts swelled
up, but no milk appeared. The doubled pain made Qian Han frown.
"Now, it's time to put tit shackles on this lowly bitch." Lizanne picked up a breast-masking device and began...
The device was placed on Qianhan's breasts. This circular instrument appeared to be made of a relatively lightweight alloy; surprisingly
, the grotesque circles didn't cause her breasts to sag. The instrument used four circles with suction cups to fit around
different points on the breasts, then tightened, adhering firmly and securely.
Inside the breast torturer hung a dozen or so metal clamps connected by green straps, which Lishan then clamped
onto Qianhan's breasts one by one, making the white flesh appear alluringly full. Although the clamps were quite strong,
they weren't a significant challenge to her soft breasts; Qianhan only let out soft moans.
In comparison, suffering this humiliation in front of everyone, in front of the cameras, was far more stimulating and pleasurable for her
.
The yellow markings on the breast torturer indicated two sets of clamping rods, allowing for control of the clamping force. Having witnessed Qianhan's declaration
, and to make her breasts even more dazzling, Lishan applied two sets of clamps to
the center of Qianhan's breast and a little above the areola, tightening them with all her might, causing Qianhan's breasts to swell to
a purple hue.
The initial release of the breast torture device had already caused Qianhan to show signs of pain and her breathing to become heavier, but her
eyes grew increasingly fervent, and she emitted moans of pleasure, which escalated Lishan's cruelty.
The blue part of the breast torture device consisted of eight small tubes; after a safety buckle popped open, a two-
centimeter-long sharp steel needle was revealed. Once fastened, this instrument would immediately pierce Qianhan's
breasts from eight directions, creating eight small holes.
"Watch closely, see the moment this bitch's breasts are executed!" Lishan shouted, then suddenly pressed
the buckle shut, and all eight needles pierced into Qianhan's breasts simultaneously. The audience gasped, and Qianhan let out a
scream!
Now, Qianhan's breasts were almost unrecognizable, the flesh seemingly trembling, yet the final punishment
was yet to come.
Lishan revealed a cruel smile, then grasped the breast torturer with both hands, twisting the entire device open from the middle, slowly
turning it 180 degrees, and the entire device was even slowly elongating. This final red scheme was to change
the shape of the breast torturer; all the props in front also twisted along with it, the entire breast gradually elongating, as if to
twist and destroy this tender, beautiful flesh completely!
Qianhan finally screamed in agony; one of her breasts had been twisted beyond recognition, yet this was only one
breast. Next, Lishan used cruel and skillful techniques to let Qianhan's other breast experience
it as well.
Although Qianhan's face showed some pain due to the deformation of her breasts, as the drug gradually spread, the
pleasurable, thirsty aura emanating from her body grew stronger and stronger;
a large area of her inner thighs was already covered with glistening liquid, and it was clear to anyone with eyes that the lust within her was surging relentlessly.
Lishan stepped forward, her fingers carrying a seductive air, gently teasing Qianhan's nipples a few times, focusing entirely on them
. The stimulation was like hot oil entering her mouth, immediately eliciting several moans.
The fact that her breasts were still severely restrained surprised Lishan.
Lishan waved her hand behind her, and the two hooded men from before stepped forward again, removing their clothes
to reveal their grotesque and brutal genitals. I quietly asked Tan Hong beside me, and he said these two were local gigolos,
the kind who charged a high price, and were considered acquaintances of Ou Shan. After all, Ou Shan's business had allowed him to know many wealthy
female clients.
The two burly men walked behind Qianhan, reaching forward to tease her deformed breasts through the breast-masking device;
a gentle tug was enough to make Qianhan cry out. The skilled, muscular man used his fingers to manipulate Qianhan's nipples. Even with
the presence of breast torture devices and nipple rings on her areolas, the already engorged nipples still rippled with
pleasure, becoming noticeably fuller.
The man's actions of playing with Qianhan's nipples from behind were particularly conspicuous on camera. Soon after, the man thrust
his massive penis deep inside, immediately occupying Qianhan's soft, wet vagina. A large amount of love juice overflowed,
flowing and gleaming with an increasingly lewd light.
On camera, before the audience, Qianhan was completely naked, the two breast torture devices on her body
swaying rhythmically up and down with her trembling body. Under Lishan's shouts and curses, the two muscular men's methods gradually became rougher, even pinching and pulling
Qianhan's nipples. The two incredibly sensitive nipples were flattened and elongated in their hands, accompanied by
Qianhan's heavy breathing and moans, instantly escalating the scene.
The muscular men's skills and strength were indeed beyond those of ordinary people. Their rapid, continuous thrusting alone brought Qianhan to the brink of ecstasy
, amplified by the drugs; she even forgot the pain in her breasts. After the two men
finished their tasks, they lifted Qianhan's lower body, focusing the camera on her genitals, giving
a close-up of her private parts covered in cloudy fluid.
Lishan stepped forward and viciously lashed Qianhan's exposed, tender flesh with a leather whip.
The flesh, which had just experienced several orgasms, trembled under such a blow, and Qianhan let out a long
groan. Throughout the entire process, she seemed to be enjoying it; the brutal treatment of her breasts and genitals under the watchful eyes and filming
only excited her more.
Lishan lashed a few more times, seemingly satisfied, before dropping the whip and deftly untying
the breast torturers from Qianhan's body. First, the entire flipped breast torturer was unscrewed. Then, eight needles were pulled out, all the clamps were released,
and the entire breast torturer was removed, leaving only the breast lock. After this period of restraint and twisting,
once the breast torturer was removed from Qianhan's breasts, her beautiful breasts immediately bounced back to their original shape. However, the marks of restraint were inevitably left
on her breasts. Patches of red marks recorded the punishment she had suffered. Eight small holes from which blood beaded
covered the damage under the skin, and even the shape of her breasts had changed slightly, no longer possessing their former vitality.
Lishan held Qianhan's scarred breasts in her hands, squeezed them hard, and said, "Seems like you're still not
satisfied, this slut, hehehehehe."
At this moment, Oushan stopped filming again, and this scene came to an end. He moved the breast torturer away, brought over
another box, looked at it, shook his head, and added another box. It seemed that his special props...
The inventory was indeed quite extensive. Ou Shan glanced at Qian Han, and after confirming her suspicions through her fervent gaze, opened the first
box, taking out a set of purple rope and a small box about the size of a palm. The rope was as thick as a pen,
encased in a sturdy, transparent shell. Inside the box was a set of syringes, including a syringe and the corresponding medication.
Ou Shan explained, "These are toys for those cruel guys to use on disobedient sex slaves. They include
an injection that can loosen muscles locally and slings. The method is similar to a hanging platform; the rope around the breasts
tightens at the base, and when the body suddenly drops, it strains the pectoralis major muscle and various ligaments that hold the breasts in place
. The pre-injected medication softens your muscles, so a sudden pull will likely deform them. Simply
put, it's a torture device to make a woman's breasts sag. For a woman who relies on her looks, there's no
greater punishment."
Ou Shan smiled, his eyes gleaming with a slightly wicked light, looking at Qian Han like a greedy beast.
Clearly, he himself was an extreme fan of this kind of thing. After hearing the explanation, Qian Han's face paled for a moment, then flushed
, her eyes blazing with fury. She opened her mouth as if to say something, then shook her head and
softly said, "This is truly an irresistible tool, but given the opportunity, I also want to realize
something—how should I put it—an idea I've fantasized about for many years."
Qianhan calmly expressed her thoughts. After her body matured, her stunning figure often attracted
ardent gazes, but due to her status and pride, she couldn't indulge herself freely. Therefore, for a long time, Qianhan
had longed for a scene in her fantasies: her proud breasts being trampled upon by men and women in a line, becoming
a pitiful sight. The thought of this scene becoming a reality made her unbearably thirsty.
"Before tasting this rope torture device, can I experience that line of trampling?" Qianhan asked.
Ou Shan was overjoyed. Making a small film was just for entertainment, but now there was hope of making a major, high-quality
one. Such stimulating scenes usually required expensive actresses with less-than-ideal looks, and in his business
, the revenue from selling this film could far exceed that from a few obscure props.
Ou Shan discussed it with the audience; quite a few were interested in participating, and Ou Shan even provided
hoods. With everyone's help, Ou Shan led his group to move a rubber conveyor belt from a corner of the warehouse,
laid it on a long wooden plank, and used wooden crates to create a makeshift bridge half a meter off the ground. Finally,
Ou Shan used ropes to hang three knots from the roof beam as handrails.
Six women and nine men stepped forward from the audience Ou Shan had called, along with the two burly men who had just experienced the secrets of the vagina, forming
a massive trampling army. This group was going to take turns stepping on Qian Han's breasts. Looking at their
faces—some grinning, some greedy, some lewd—Qian Han's volcano of desire began to erupt continuously.
Filming began. The female audience members wore black stockings, while the men stood barefoot at one end of the conveyor belt.
Qianhan laid her breasts flat on the conveyor belt, her areolas still secured with nipple clasps.
Lishan stepped onto the conveyor belt first, wearing black high-heeled boots. She walked step by step towards Qianhan,
exuding a lewd aura with every gesture. Lishan reached Qianhan, lifted her foot, and
rubbed the pointed tip of her boot against Qianhan's face. Then, Qianhan opened her mouth and took it in, clear saliva wetting
the tip of the boot, including the grime underneath.
Lishan coldly snorted, then arrogantly stepped over Qianhan's breasts with her high-heeled boot.
As the sole pressed against the soft flesh, she deliberately rubbed it forcefully to make Qianhan scream louder. The pointed heel
then aimed at the nipple and pressed down hard, almost crushing it in the eyes of onlookers.
Following Lishan's demonstration, the audience members followed suit, one by one onto the conveyor belt. The women at the front
gripped the knots tightly, their black-stockinged feet pressing down on Qianhan's breasts, the black and white contrast creating a
strangely stimulating effect. Qianhan's breasts had nipple locks, preventing milk from flowing freely; each
time they were crushed, the pain was amplified. Furthermore, the constricted nipples, with their restricted blood flow, had
turned slightly purple. The forceful stomping, the changing shape of the soft flesh, combined with Qianhan's screams, further
excited and emboldened the audience.
As each black-stockinged foot passed, Qianhan's breasts repeatedly flattened and bounced back, the immense
pressure creating the illusion of impending bursting. Qianhan witnessed her own breasts being trampled up close;
the feeling of reaching climax in an instant was indescribable, and her entire body trembled slightly.
Behind the female audience members were male audience members, generally much heavier than average. Watching those powerful
feet casually trample on her breasts, Qianhan's eyes widened, her body seemingly reaching a climax. The first man in line even deliberately
pinched Qianhan's breast flesh with his toes; such forceful kneading would likely cause a swollen patch. Qianhan's beautiful
breasts had now completely become the object of the audience's sexual gratification and torture. After enduring the test of the breast torture device, the queuing trampling
had left her breasts covered in red marks, a cruel yet beautiful sight.
After Ou Shan called a halt to filming, he began introducing the props for the next stage. The rope torture device he had just introduced was
one of them; another was a gleaming steel bra, covered with small holes, with one hole
opposite another. Next to the bra was a large box of long, thin steel needles. Seeing this
shape, Qianhan understood its use without Ou Shan's explanation; it was a breast-piercing torture device, also known as the "
Iron Virgin of Beautiful Breasts." The allure of this torture device was immense, yet the price was extremely high. A burning desire ignited in Qianhan's eyes,
but quickly subsided. She sighed and ultimately chose the rope torture device.
I had a feeling that, given the chance, Qianhan would most likely want to try this steel bra.
The filming began. Lishan picked up a syringe and injected two doses of medicine into the base of Qianhan's breasts. Then,
she grasped her breasts with both hands and vigorously kneaded them. Lishan's technique was quite skilled; Qianhan's breasts radiated
an astonishing allure in her hands. However, the injected medicine gradually took effect, likely having already penetrated deep into her body
. Lishan even loosened Qianhan's nipple clasp for a while, allowing the purplish nipples to return to normal. Seeing this,
one almost mistook Lishan for giving Qianhan a massage and pampering, completely unable to imagine the cruel punishment that would follow.
The rope prop was simple to use: two ropes were tied into loops around Qianhan's breasts, and she stood
on a chair while Lishan secured the ropes to the roof beam. The only difference between this and a gallows was
the location of the ropes.
Lishan picked up a whip and lashed Qianhan's breasts dozens of times, then laughed, "Ready?
Our beautiful, sexy little bitch is about to have her tits pulled out! Watch this rare transformation closely
!" With that, she kicked over the chair Qianhan was standing on.
Qianhan's body plummeted from mid-air, and when her toes were about twenty centimeters from the ground, the ropes tightened completely
. The force of her fall and her weight were now entirely borne by her breasts. The sudden tug caused Qianhan to let out
a muffled groan, followed by a scream.
To the audience, Qianhan's breasts appeared to have been stretched longer in an instant, her entire body jerked violently in the air
, and then began to sway from side to side. The pain was so intense that even Qianhan, whose body was burning with desire,
screamed for a long time.
Lishan untied the ropes and helped Qianhan to her feet. The audience gasped in astonishment; the change before their eyes
was unimaginable. Just moments before, her breasts had been firm and beautiful, maintaining their overall aesthetic
appeal despite repeated torture; now they sagged noticeably, lying limply against her chest, with a ring
of crimson marks around the base of her white breasts—a shocking sight.
Lishan lifted Qianhan's breasts, then released them, and they fell heavily back down! This cruel yet
magical instrument immediately garnered cheers. However, the most excited was Qianhan herself. In
front of a group of strangers, having her breasts' beautiful shape forcibly destroyed by this instrument of torture—this humiliation, this punishment—brought her to the brink
of orgasm.
Lishan untied Qianhan's breast locks and then called the two burly men over to milk her again. Despite the brutal
treatment, the breasts still managed to secrete thick, white milk. However, squeezing the breasts caused Qianhan to wince
in pain. Lishan had initially stated her intention to prevent Qianhan from producing milk, but the milk being expressed indicated that
Qianhan's breasts were still capable of producing it.
Lishan laughed, a chilling laugh. She grabbed Qianhan's nipple and twisted it viciously, then, along with two
burly men, forcefully squeezed out all the milk from Qianhan's breasts before stopping. After this ordeal, Qianhan's breasts had
become deformed lumps of flesh, and it was uncertain whether they could continue producing milk.
The filming phase ended, and this time, Oushan brought out a large box, about a meter tall. The
device inside was much larger; upon closer inspection, it resembled a chair, but it was different—more like a
restraint platform specifically designed to separate and fix a woman's legs. At the corresponding area for the vulva was an intricately designed
component, resembling a dilator.
This time, Ou Shan skipped the lengthy explanation and directly asked Qian Han if she could tolerate vaginal dilation beyond normal levels
. Clearly, this dilator was no ordinary gynecological examination tool; it could cause considerable pain if necessary
.
Qian Han's eyes lit up, the pain in her breasts seemingly disappearing. She countered, "Can I
see the dilation too?"
Ou Shan thought for a moment and found a small video camera, which could provide real-time images from the restraints
and also film from inside.
Filming resumed. Qian Han was naturally placed on the restraints, her legs spread apart and secured
to metal supports. From the side, her posture resembled that of a pregnant woman about to give birth, except her abdomen was flat and
her breasts were covered in scars, quite different from a woman in labor.
Li Shan began operating the dilator, a tool that could pull the vulva in four directions. The end had a rubber
clamp tightly gripping the labia minora, and a hand crank adjusted the dilation force. As Lishan
continued to adjust, Qianhan's vulva slowly opened, the tightly closed opening gradually becoming the size of a teacup, then
the size of an orange.
Lishan mockingly said, "You really are a slut, you use your vagina too much, it can be stretched this wide."
Qianhan blushed. Her vagina had become easier to dilate due to childbirth, but it was
still very elastic. Now, the vaginal dilator made her vulva look loose. However,
the camera held by the muscular man provided a more shocking view: Qianhan's tender pink vagina, the writhing inner walls, the transparent
fluid mixed with white turbidity, and her shy cervix were all revealed one by one.
Qianhan looked at her private parts completely exposed, and her heart was filled with unbearable excitement. For
her, who could stimulate her sexual desire by exposing her body, revealing the secrets deep inside her vagina was an extremely intense stimulation.
Qianhan stammered, "It...it can be stretched a little wider."
"If you stretch it further, hmph, aren't you afraid your vagina will tear? What a slutty bitch, hahaha. Then
let us see it," Lishan laughed.
Lishan continued to rotate the hand crank.
As Lishan increased the speed of her cranking, the dilator acted like a jack, further widening the already
stretched opening. Qianhan felt the tearing pain, yet was also
excited by the intense humiliation. Her vagina, now incredibly sensitive under the drug's influence,
could produce orgasmic pleasure with the slightest touch. In Qianhan's mind, having her most private parts stretched open,
even torn, in such a public way was an irreplaceable pleasure, the pinnacle of ecstasy.
Under the bright flashlight beside the camera, Qianhan's tender vaginal walls even contracted and sucked , a scene 　　extremely rare
even in a certain island nation that boasted the pinnacle of cinematic art . 　　Lishan extended a slender finger, its tip sliding back and forth along the walls of the vagina, even its nail 　　tracing the surface, causing the tender flesh to twitch. Lishan's expression remained icy. She licked 　　the sticky fluid from her finger, then frowned and spat out a glob of saliva, which shot deep into Qianhan's vagina. 　　The frothy liquid spread across the cervix, appearing incredibly lewd. 　　Qianhan also saw all of this on the built-in screen of the camera. Her lips parted slightly, and her toes curled up in excitement 　　.

Ou Shan brought over a large box of rubber dildos. These slender dildos all had a spiky rubber ball at the tip, and their long
shafts could reach deep into Qian Han's vagina. This direct stimulation was extremely intense;
five or six dildos were immediately inserted into Qian Han's vagina, the rubber balls rubbing vigorously against the vaginal walls, bringing stimulation no less than that of dozens of penises thrusting in and out.
Qian Han groaned loudly, and the love juice in her vagina suddenly increased, flowing out from the opening, adding to the lewdness.
At this moment, Li Shan used the dildos to tease Qian Han's cervix, and the tightly closed orifice seemed to ooze
a clear liquid under the teasing. Li Shan said, "Such a dirty vagina needs to be washed with urine first."
Qian Han shuddered, staring wide-eyed at Li Shan, then smiled and said, "Want to appreciate a bitch's
uterus drinking urine? Then you have to open the bitch's uterus first." Her smile was so seductive, as if opening the cervix
was as simple as pinching a thigh.
Ou Shan's eyes lit up immediately. He quickly grabbed a handheld tool, its small, hollow, ring-shaped head , about the
size of a soybean, that could be inserted into a woman's cervix. Unlike gynecological dilators, this tool allowed for
adjustment of the ring head's size after insertion, forcibly opening the cervix.
Seeing this weapon, Qian Han's face showed both fear and anticipation, though anticipation outweighed
it.
To alleviate the pain, Ou Shan opened a new box of breast rope torture devices and
handed the contents and syringe to Li Shan. This was a muscle relaxant; if used elsewhere, it could also help
stretch tight muscle tissue, such as in the uterus.
Li Shan seemed quite enthusiastic about injecting Qian Han's cervix. She inserted one hand into
the open vagina, pinched the cervix, and then, without any skill, pushed the medication in
. Even though the medication contained anesthetic, the injection process still caused Qianhan to scream several times, her brows furrowing
. However, it was remarkable that the scene of the cervical injection was recorded.
After the injection, Lishan took the dilator and rubbed its ring-shaped head against Qianhan's cervix,
occasionally attempting to insert it into the uterus. The initial friction caused considerable pain, and Qianhan's body
trembled. However, the medication spread rapidly, and her physical reaction gradually weakened, replaced by pleasurable moans. She
could even tolerate the ring-shaped head being inserted into her cervix.
Reaching this point, Lishan began to slowly dilate the ring-shaped head. The hollow part, which initially could only accommodate a mung bean
, quickly became the size of a chopstick, then a finger, and
the pink inner wall of the uterus could be seen under external light. The ring-shaped head grew larger and then smaller repeatedly. After several repetitions,
Qianhan's cervix actually opened slightly, no longer tightly closed.
Lishan, a smug look on her face, twisted the dilator forcefully, then waved her hand, signaling a burly man to place a transparent
plastic bucket under Qianhan's body. She then ordered interested audience members to line up and urinate on her.
Under the bright light, the inner walls of Qianhan's vagina were clearly drenched in urine. The yellow liquid
accumulated in her downward-sloping vagina, a little seeping into her uterus before quickly overflowing from the opening and flowing into
the bucket below. This washing was undoubtedly more humiliating than the previous queuing to "kneel" on her breasts. Qianhan was stunned;
the scene of warm urine filling her entire vagina was so degrading and utterly lewd!
The audience queuing to urinate were primarily men, but it would be a grave mistake to assume that women wouldn't participate!
Led by Oushan's sister, several women took makeshift urinals, filled them to the brim in the toilet,
and then lined up behind the men, pouring them all into the tender, humiliated vagina.
When it was Ou Shan's sister's turn, Qian Han suddenly suggested that she have urine poured into Qian Han's mouth. Ou Shan
's sister looked disgusted, but obeyed the suggestion, feeding Qian Han a large jug of urine and watching her
drink it all, not leaving a drop.
After the urine was poured in, a strong, foul odor emanated from Qian Han's vagina. Li Shan shouted and cursed,
then suggested inserting the cleaning faucet from the warehouse into the vagina, using pressurized water jets to wash the increasingly
unbearable flesh.
This experiment on Qian Han's vagina dragged on for quite a while. Even with the stimulation of the aphrodisiac, Qian Han showed
signs of fatigue and pain, but her eyes remained as fiery as ever. Finally, Ou Shan took out the last
box, which contained a pair of grotesque pliers with five suction cup-like tentacles that could grip flesh
tightly. This is a uterine clamp, a tool only specially trained or used by women with uterine prolapse
. It's a form of torture strong enough to pull the uterus out of the body, yet Qianhan's uterus was still in its normal position!
This time, Lishan didn't just do it herself; she also called two strong men. This uterine clamp requires extremely precise manipulation
. Just securing Qianhan's cervix took considerable effort. Then, the two men held Qianhan's
vaginal opening apart, forcing Lishan to pull forcefully outwards.
Qianhan immediately showed a look of pain. Forcibly pulling the uterus out of the body is no small matter; her entire
body tensed, causing the restraint platform to shake constantly, the entire frame creaking and scraping. On the camera filming the close-up
, Qianhan's cervix was tightly clamped, its color darkening slightly. Most astonishingly, the entire
uterus had actually moved slightly outwards; the clamp was slowly pulling her uterus out of her body!
To avoid causing irreparable damage, Lishan stopped pulling at a certain point, then
vigorously rubbed the clamped uterus. A considerable amount of clear fluid could be seen flowing from the dark red cervix,
likely a significant portion of the urine and water that had just been ejaculated.
After a short rest, the pulling resumed. This time, Lishan moved Qianhan's uterus slightly further outward,
though still quite a distance from the vaginal opening. To prevent herself from screaming, Qianhan voluntarily asked to have
a dark-colored dildo inserted into her mouth. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, as if she were the
one most eager to see her uterus prolapse.
Two guests voluntarily came forward to play with Qianhan's breasts, clitoris, and other areas. The stimulation of her sexual organs alleviated
her pain, and the drug-enhanced desire also served as a good painkiller. Surprisingly, Qianhan's nipples
hardened again under the teasing, as if she had forgotten the series of punishments that had just occurred.
After Lishan pulled and tugged five times, Qianhan's uterus had surprisingly moved to near the vaginal opening; her
past childbearing experience certainly increased the chances. Seeing victory within reach, Lishan glared fiercely at Qianhan, and
with a burst of strength, actually dragged her cervix outside her body, leaving the uterus itself inside.
"Hehehe, look at this bitch's pathetic state! Anyone want to try uterine penetration?" Lishan directly inserted
her hand into Qianhan's stretched vagina, then grasped the uterus, actually fixing its position in place,
preventing it from returning after releasing the clamp.
Uterine penetration—this was a rare experience. Oushan, wearing a mask, indicated he would personally participate.
Qianhan's cervix, after the injection and dilation, had softened slightly. With Oushan using several
iron instruments to widen it further, his enormous penis pierced through, inserting most of it inside! Qianhan's eyes widened.
A penis was inserted into her uterus; there was no more intense stimulation than this, especially since Lishan was holding her uterus in her hand
, squeezing it tightly.
Under the fierce thrusts of Lishan and Oushan, Qianhan's uterus was churned up by the penises, and she let out dazed
moans. Her vaginal fluid dripped from her exposed vagina, and soon she was impregnated and passed out.
I watched the whole thing, my body's heat reaching an unprecedented height. Finally,
when Qianhan fainted, I saw a satisfied smile on her face.
This little film was a great success, but the price was that Qianhan spent a month in the hospital. Oushan and his
gang left behind *****, and Qianhan hinted that they could still keep in touch. If I hadn't taken her
away when she couldn't stand up, I don't know if they would have gang-raped her cervix in the end.
Epilogue
Half a year has passed since that trip. My life with Qianhan has returned to normal. She's
become bolder than before, her desire still as strong, but she rarely finds opportunities to play freely anymore
.
That day, I received a call from Qianhan. She sounded a bit mysterious on the phone, not giving a detailed reason.
Arriving at the hotel room Qianhan had mentioned, I met Oushan and a young woman I didn't recognize.
Oushan came over and hugged me warmly, saying, "Hi, Qianhan still trusts you! I'll
have to trouble you with this escort again. My husband and I are getting married next month. Ever since he saw that movie
, Ms. Qianhan, he can't forget it, hahaha."
I looked at Qianhan. To the outside world, we continued to maintain a "friends" relationship. She smiled at me and said:
"I heard that film is selling incredibly well, already selling 20,000 copies, impressive, right?"
Ou Shan nodded and said, "I'll give 30% of the profits to Miss Hanhan; I'm a man of my word,
aren't I? But the main reason I'm here is to invite Miss Hanhan to be a gift, a gift for my beloved."
He paused and continued, "My beloved wants Miss Hanhan to act as a human toilet for a few days. We're
planning a road trip in a small truck, and we'll put Miss Hanhan in the cargo bed. During the trip,
Miss Hanhan will use her mouth to act as our..." "The toilet, and also as a sex slave, the cost can be discussed."
Qianhan interjected, "First, I don't want any fees, that wouldn't be exciting enough for me. Second, during the honeymoon
, you can only feed me excrement, whether it's yours or someone else's, it's up to you
. If I can't eat it, or my vagina is numb and I can't orgasm, then you're allowed to take me to a plastic surgery clinic
and extract fifty grams of fat from my breasts as a souvenir."
After Qianhan finished explaining her ideas, she looked at me, her eyes filled with a fiery light.
I knew it wouldn't end so easily!
(The End)
PS: It's been a long time, and I haven't finished several long works that focus on the plot. I'll just post this casually written piece for now.

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