Beautiful Reporter Zhang Jing

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Beautiful reporter Zhang Jing
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"This morning, Councilor Zhang XX was publicly exposed for soliciting prostitutes and had to apologize in public. Now we'll interview the main figure in this news, reporter Zhang Jing from the TV station. Ms. Zhang, we heard that you pretended to be a prostitute, lured Councilor Zhang into a hotel, and then, after he undressed, revealed your identity and caught him. Was this something you planned beforehand?"
"Yes. But I just wanted to film the issue of street prostitutes. I didn't expect that old man to actually come up to me. Humph, looking at him, he's almost dead and still wants to sleep with me."
"We heard that afterwards he wanted to buy back the videotape. Is that true?"
"Yes, he said he was willing to give me a million if it wasn't broadcast. I wouldn't let such a good story pass me by."
"Did you think he might retaliate?"
"Ha, retaliate? Let him come. I'm not afraid of him."
*Snap*, the TV was turned off. "Go find someone! I'll pay any price to kill that bitch!" the obese councilor Zhang shouted. "I'm going to kill her! I'll make her suffer a fate worse than death!"
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Li has arrived," his secretary said.
"Good, please come in," Councilor Zhang said, standing up.
A tall, thin man walked in. "Mr. Zhang, have you watched TV? They filmed you quite well. Want to make a short film? I can provide the manpower and crew. Haha..."
"Don't tease me. Bring some tea." Councilor Zhang gestured for him to sit on the sofa. "Brother, I know you have connections, so think of a way to get revenge for your brother."
"Sure, but..."
"Easy, just tell me, how much?"
"Money is a small matter. I want to ask you, what do you want her to do?"
"No need to ask, of course, send her to meet God."
"Hmm, you're too much. Did you see that girl's figure?"
"Yeah, she's really a sexy stunner, otherwise, would I have fallen for that?"
"Yeah, do you want her to be your slave, at your feet every day, begging you to have sex with her?"
"What?" Councilor Zhang thought of those beautiful curves, and his mouth watered. "You have a way? She's a tigress, don't let her bite you again."
"Don't worry, I have plenty of experts under my command. Here's what we'll do: don't rush things. She's popular right now, so it's not a good time to make a move. Once things calm down, I'll hand her over to you. Then she'll be your personal property, and you can enjoy her to your heart's content."
"Really? That's great!" Councilor Zhang grinned lewdly. "Good, you're really resourceful, brother. Don't worry, I'll have my men handle the land and project you want in a few days. I guarantee it won't interfere with your plans. Haha… you little bitch Zhang, let's see how glamorous you are then. Hahaha…"
Chapter 1 of the beautiful reporter Zhang Jing:
"Miss Zhang," it was almost time to leave work. Zhang Jing, carrying her bag, was about to sneak away when she heard her editor-in-chief call her. She reluctantly turned back to look at him. The editor-in-chief was a fat man in his fifties. Although he was married, he was still a womanizer. He wanted to get close to every female anchor at the TV station, but no one paid him any attention. However, he was the chairman's second uncle, so everyone had to give him the runaround. "What is it?" Zhang Jing forced a smile.
"Here you go, this is the tape from a recent feature. Go edit it."
"Yes," Zhang Jing put down her handbag, took the tape, and walked towards the editing room.
"Hmph, what is this!" Zhang Jing sat at the editing desk, looking at the colorful bars on the screen, and stood up impatiently, opening the door. "Editor-in-chief, what is this? Is there anything substantial? I'm in a hurry."
"Ah, wait a moment, Xiao Ma, go help Miss Zhang. You must finish those today. I'll tell the security guard to leave the door open for you." As he spoke, he pushed a tall man in front of Zhang Jing.
"Ah, hello, I've never seen you before?" Zhang Jing was puzzled. She knew all the editors at the TV station, but she had never seen this man before.
"I'm new here, currently interning. Please take care of me, Miss Zhang." The man's husky voice was full of masculine charm, and Zhang Jing couldn't help but feel confused. Ah, what's wrong with me? Zhang Jing was startled and felt a little embarrassed about her lapse in composure. “Please come in quickly, I have other things to do.” Zhang Jing let him into the editing room. She didn’t notice that the man had hung a “Do Not Disturb” sign on the doorknob before entering.
“Xiao Ma, look at this. What is this? I only see some colored stripes, nothing else. It’s making me a little dizzy.” Zhang Jing said, putting the tape into the machine and starting to play it.
“This is a special tape. You have to slow it down. Yes, half speed. Listen carefully, and you’ll be able to hear the sound in the tape.”
Zhang Jing did as he was told. Sure enough, after slowing down the tape, she could hear a special sound, but it was very faint and hard to hear clearly.
“Miss Zhang, listen carefully. Yes, look at that red stripe. Yes, look deeply into it. You’ll feel your body become lighter, won’t you?” The man’s voice seemed to have a magical power. Zhang Jing was involuntarily immersed in it. Her eyes were fixed on the red stripe, her gaze following it, and she gradually became somewhat dazed.
“Look, your body is relaxing. Yes, relax. Don’t think about anything, don’t ask anything, just feel relaxed. Look at it. Yes, you will feel very comfortable. Yes, very comfortable. Move your body a little to make yourself more comfortable.”
Zhang Jing moved her body slightly, half-lying in the chair, her eyes still fixed on the screen, but her focus had become somewhat unfocused.
“When you hear me say ‘female broadcast slave,’ you will enter this state. You will have a deep dependence on me, thinking that I am your master. You will do whatever I say, even if you think it’s strange. You will feel that you should do whatever I say. When I say ‘all is well,’ you will wake up, but you will forget everything that happened during this time. Now, listen carefully. When I count to 1, you will wake up. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…”
Zhang Jing blinked. The tape was still in front of her. She felt like something was wrong, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. She turned to look at Xiao Ma, whose face had an inscrutable expression. “What happened? What’s wrong with me?” Zhang Jing asked.
"Nothing, Miss Zhang. Have you heard of this term? 'Female livestream slave'!" Zhang Jing's eyes froze. The man, looking at Zhang Jing, burst into wild laughter. "Ha... I thought you had some skills, but I took care of you in no time. Brother, really, you don't need me to deal with such a little wench. Xiao Si could have done it."
It turned out this man was the mysterious man's subordinate, a top-notch hypnotist. The mysterious man had ordered him to hypnotize Zhang Jing and turn her into a sex slave. The tape was specifically for hypnosis, and with his masterful manipulation, Zhang Jing immediately entered a deep hypnotic state.
"You sit here quietly and don't move. I'm going out to make a phone call."
"Yes, I'll stay still," Zhang Jing replied numbly.
The man went outside. "Brother, it's done. What's the next step? What, is it really necessary to go through all this trouble? Wouldn't it have been enough if I just made her believe she was a slave? Why do you have to... Ah, I understand, okay, okay, I'll do as you say. Yes, three days. I'll deliver the things in three days."
The man hung up and went back inside, leaving Zhang Jing sitting there blankly. "Listen carefully, you'll wake up at the door in a little while, feeling like nothing happened. We've finished this tape, and you're going home. Go home normally, understand?"
"Yes, I understand."
"Okay, turn off the machine." Zhang Jing obediently turned off the machine and handed the tape to the man.
"Okay, stand up," Zhang Jing stood up.
"Take your things. Come with me." Zhang Jing, carrying her purse, followed the man like a wooden doll.
After entering the elevator, the man looked into Zhang Jing's eyes and said, "May all your wishes come true." Zhang Jing's body stiffened, she blinked, looking at the man with some confusion, but ultimately asked nothing. When the elevator reached the first floor, she got out, got into her car, and drove home. The man waited until she was far away before riding a motorcycle parked on the wall and chasing after her.
Back home, Zhang Jing tidied everything up, took a shower, and couldn't shake the strange feeling that something had happened before she left work. Zhang Jing couldn't remember what the tape ended up looking like; she only remembered Xiao Ma saying it was finished. She felt as if something was missing from her life, but couldn't pinpoint why.
As she thought about it, drowsiness crept in, and she gradually became confused. Suddenly, the phone rang sharply. "Who is it? Calling so late?" Zhang Jing groggily picked up the receiver. "Hello, who is this?" "
This is Xiao Ma. The editor-in-chief said it's urgent and asked me to come to your door. I'm already at your door; please open it."
"What is it? Let's talk about it tomorrow."
"No, come to the door. I'm coming up right now; it's very urgent." With that, he hung up.
"Really," Zhang Jing reluctantly changed her clothes. Just then, the doorbell rang. "Coming," Zhang Jing said, quickly combing her hair before opening the door. Xiao Ma stood in the doorway, holding a large handbag. "What is it? What's in here?"
"It's for you, of course, your female broadcaster slave." Upon hearing this word, Zhang Jing's eyes widened, and she stood there stiffly.
"Alright, move aside and come in with me," Xiao Ma said, entering the house. "Close the door and come to the living room."
"Yes," Zhang Jing replied, locking the door and entering the living room.
By then, Xiao Ma had already opened the handbag and placed it on the coffee table. Seeing Zhang Jing enter the living room, he said, "Just stand there and don't move." Zhang Jing obediently stood still, as blank as a wooden doll.
"Raise your hands and turn around." Zhang Jing did as instructed.
"Okay, listen carefully. You've come back to the TV station with me and finished what we were supposed to do tomorrow. You're home now."
"Yes, I've finished. I just got home," Zhang Jing replied softly.
"You feel very tired, so tired you can't even lift your head."
"Yes, I'm very tired." Zhang Jing said, her shoulders slumping and her body swaying.
"Right," Xiao Ma said, taking a camera out of his bag, "You feel very dirty now."
"Yes, very dirty," Zhang Jing replied, her hand unconsciously touching her cheek.
"You feel dirty, so you want to take a shower."
"Yes, I want to take a shower."
"Now, you're at the bathroom door, take off all your clothes." Zhang Jing hesitated for a moment, and Xiao Ma quickly said, "Don't think about anything else, you're so dirty, covered in dirt, and you smell sweat. Don't you want to take a shower right away?"
"Ah," Zhang Jing's nose twitched a few times, as if she really smelled the sweat on her body, and her brows furrowed. She raised her hand and began to unbutton her clothes.
Xiao Ma turned on the camera and began filming Zhang Jing taking off her clothes. Zhang Jing unbuttoned her outer suit and habitually threw it into the laundry basket on the left. Of course, this was in the living room, so there was nothing there; the clothes were thrown on the floor.
It was summer, and under her outer garment was a pink bra. Zhang Jing's bust wasn't large, but it was firm and perky. Her small breasts were encased in the pink lace bra, and Xiao Ma felt his lower body harden.
"Feeling a little better now? Yes, smile. Look, there's a big mirror in front of you. Smile, smile at yourself in the mirror." Zhang Jing smiled contentedly, but to Xiao Ma, it was pure teasing. His breathing quickened.
Zhang Jing unzipped her skirt, took it off, and tossed it aside. Now she was only wearing underwear and pink panties, covering her mysterious garden. Under the light, dark pubic hair was faintly visible. Xiao Ma swallowed hard, wanting to pounce on Zhang Jing, pin her down, and have a good time with her. But thinking about the punishment he would face if he ruined his brother's plans, his rising lust immediately subsided.
"Stop," Xiao Ma suddenly called out as Zhang Jing was about to unhook her bra.
"Slowly, yes, little by little."
Following Xiao Ma's instructions, Zhang Jing unhooked her bra from behind and slowly pulled it down. A pair of perky breasts were exposed to the air, the two bright red nipples indicating that Zhang Jing didn't have much sexual experience. Although her breasts weren't large, they were beautiful. Xiao Ma swallowed again.
"Now, bend over, yes, turn around, your butt facing the 'mirror,' yes, turn back, look at the 'mirror,' smile, good girl, take off your panties, slowly, yes, slowly."
Zhang Jing turned to look at the camera, but she only thought she was looking at a non-existent mirror. Following Xiao Ma's instructions, she wiggled her buttocks while taking off the last bit of fabric from her body.
Zhang Jing's buttocks were very round. With her bent over and legs spread, Xiao Ma could see pink labia and a brown anus in the center of her buttocks through the black pubic hair. Xiao Ma barely suppressed the moan that almost escaped his lips and gave Zhang Jing's lower body a close-up. Zhang Jing seemed to sense someone watching her, her anus involuntarily contracting, making her appear even more alluring.
"Okay, now stand up. Yes, the water's out. The temperature is just right, start bathing. Yes, just like you normally do." Xiao Ma stood up, circling Zhang Jing and filming her.
Zhang Jing blankly performed the bathing motions, as if she were truly in a bathroom. She let down her long black hair, then carefully coiled it up, casually securing it with a bamboo chopstick, which added to her allure.
Zhang Jing's hands gently caressed her body, tracing her snow-white neck, then lifting her breasts from below, swaying her body. She thought she was washing off the soap, but to Xiao Ma, it was practically an invitation to have sex with her. If it weren't for his older brother's strict orders not to touch her for the next three days, Xiao Ma would have already had sex with Zhang Jing ten or twenty times.
"Okay, your upper body is clean. Hmm, sit down, spread your legs, and wash your lower body properly." Xiao Ma swallowed, watching Zhang Jing sit down, spread her long legs, part her labia with one hand, and gently wipe her vaginal opening with the other, occasionally inserting it lightly. After a few times, Zhang Jing frowned and began to let out a soft moan.
"Hmph, you little bitch, you look quite innocent, but in reality, you're still a slut." Although Xiao Ma knew that Zhang Jing was acting this way because of his hypnosis, his unfulfilled desire made him curse bitterly.
As Zhang Jing's fingers moved, her vagina gradually became wet, and her body swayed incessantly. Xiao Ma couldn't resist any longer; he unzipped his pants and vigorously rubbed his already erect penis with one hand. Xiao Ma knew that if he let Zhang Jing masturbate to orgasm now, she might wake up from her still-slight hypnosis.
"Okay, all clean. Dry yourself off." Xiao Ma said, taking some things out of his bag. "Look in the mirror, your breasts are so small, aren't they?"
Zhang Jing asked, cupping her breasts in her hands, a look of dissatisfaction on her face. "Yes, you bought some special breast enhancement products from the hospital today, this is it." Xiao Ma handed Zhang Jing a small syringe.
Zhang Jing took it and opened it; inside was a small syringe and six needles. "The doctor told you this is the latest breast enhancement drug. Starting tomorrow, take one injection each morning and evening, injecting each one into your breast separately. The needles are very fine, so it won't hurt much, but you'll endure it for the sake of beauty."
"Yes, two injections each morning and evening." Zhang Jing said, placing the injection box in the bedside table.
"This is a bra to use with it, also the doctor said." Xiao Ma took out a massage bra. "You need to use it after the injection tomorrow morning, and wear it all the time. You also need to wear it after the injection at night."
"Yes." Zhang Jing said, taking the bra as well.
"Okay, I'm leaving now. After you lock the door, go to the bathroom, fill the tub with water, and when you sit in the bathtub, you'll hear the phone ring, and you'll wake up. You'll only remember working at the TV station for a while, being very tired, and not wanting to answer the phone. You won't remember anything that just happened. Okay, now see me to the door."
Xiao Ma put away his bag and walked to the door, Zhang Jing following naked. "I'm leaving. Spread your legs and use your hands to separate your labia."
Zhang Jing did as she was told, bewildered. Xiao Ma first showed a wide shot, in which Zhang Jing stood naked at the door, one hand rubbing her breast and the other hand inserted into her genitals, exuding an indescribable lewdness. Then he gave close-ups of her breasts and genitals before letting Zhang Jing close the door. He then went to the bathroom window and waited until Zhang Jing entered the bathroom and sat in the bathtub before calling her home on his cell phone.
When the phone rang, Zhang Jing suddenly woke up from the hypnosis. "What just happened?" Zhang Jing tried hard to recall. "I was just about to sleep when the phone rang. It was Xiao Ma calling. He wanted me to come to his door to pick him up. What did he say to me? I can't remember. Then, what did we do? Oh right, I finished those shows before I went home. I'm so tired, I'm not answering." Zhang Jing closed her eyes, ignoring the phone. After a while, the phone stopped ringing.
Zhang Jing quickly washed up, dried herself, and went into the bedroom. "My breasts are so small," Zhang Jing thought, touching her breasts. "Right, where's the medicine?" She opened the drawer and saw the medicine inside. She was going to start injections tomorrow, and Zhang Jing blushed slightly at the thought. She lay on the bed, lost in thought for a while, and then fell asleep.
"Good job, Xiao Ma, you did a great job." Xiao Ma stood before the mysterious man, not daring to breathe. The television in front of him was playing footage he had filmed at Zhang Jing's house.
"Boss, why go through all this trouble? I could have just hypnotized her. Those drugs are expensive, and you have to divide them into three days. Why?"
"You don't understand," the man said. "I wanted Councilor Zhang to do it herself."
"You need to go to her house for the next three nights. Tomorrow night, make her masturbate, not just her front, but also her anus. Make her love masturbation. The day after tomorrow, use a vibrator. With these tapes, as a threat, she will definitely accept our training.
The drugs I'm giving you aren't just breast enhancement agents; they will also increase a woman's desire a hundredfold. Tomorrow, at the TV station, you must hypnotize her from time to time, making her masturbate in the bathroom. Every time she's close to orgasm, wake her up, make her feel like a slutty woman, and make her so immersed in it that she can't extricate herself. She'll think she really likes it. Do you understand?
But you absolutely cannot touch her for these three days. For safety, before you go tomorrow, have a good time with Xiao Cui to release your pent-up desires and reduce your 'thoughts.' Listen to me carefully: if you can't control yourself, I'll cut off your thing and feed it to the dogs. Understand?"
"Yes, yes," Xiao Ma nodded in response.
"Go down, go find Xiao Cui, have some fun. You have things to do tomorrow." The man waved Xiao Ma out, then turned to look at Zhang Jing on the screen, who was caressing herself. "You're going to be mine soon, you can't escape. Ha...ha..." He let out a sinister laugh.
Beautiful Reporter Zhang Jing, Chapter Two:
"Ugh, ah," Zhang Jing quickly gritted her teeth, swallowing the moan that was about to escape her lips.
It was all because of that damned drug. After getting up in the morning, Zhang Jing saw the syringe. She didn't know why, but she injected the entire syringe into both breasts. Because the needle was very thin, although her nipples hurt a little, it was still bearable.
However, she didn't expect that at just over 10 o'clock, Zhang Jing felt her breasts were painfully swollen, and the massage bra kept moving, making her feel uncontrollably aroused. She only endured it because of Xiao Ma's hypnosis, believing it was a normal reaction to the drug.
Xiao Ma sat not far from Zhang Jing, and from here, he could see that Zhang Jing's face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her forehead. She frequently pressed her breasts unconsciously with her arm, shifting restlessly in her chair. Xiao Ma glanced at his watch, knowing the drug had fully taken effect. He picked up the phone and dialed Zhang Jing's extension.
"Hello, this is Zhang Jing. Who are you looking for?" Zhang Jing answered.
"Hello, my 'female broadcast slave'." Zhang Jing's eyes froze, staring blankly ahead.
“Listen carefully. After you hang up the phone, you’ll feel like you really need to pee, but you’ll think the bathrooms in the main building are under repair, so you can only go to the bathroom in the back building, in the innermost room. Then sit on the toilet, don’t move, and wait for my command. Now, after I say ‘May all your wishes come true,’ you’ll think it’s a call from one of your admirers, and you’ll happily hang up the phone. Hear ‘May all your wishes come true.’”
Zhang Jing’s body trembled, and she came to her senses. “This fan is really enthusiastic,” Zhang Jing thought happily. “I didn’t expect there were actually people who loved watching my show so much. Ah, I really need to pee.” Zhang Jing looked around; everyone was busy. She stood up and walked
outside. Xiao Ma stood up as well, following her at a distance. Although Zhang Jing felt a strong urge to pee, she still walked towards the back building. Xiao Ma walked behind Zhang Jing, watching her struggle to walk backward with her legs clamped together. He was very happy, knowing that she was now completely under his control and would obediently follow his instructions.
Zhang Jing, suppressing a strong urge to urinate, finally made her way to the restroom in the back building. She pushed open the door and went straight to the innermost stall. Without moving her clothes, she sat on the toilet. Although the urge to urinate was still there, her eyes glazed over, and she sat motionless.
Seeing Zhang Jing move, Xiao Ma glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then went in. This was the bosses' private restroom, and generally no one came except in special circumstances. Xiao Ma hung a "Under Repair" sign on the door to prevent anyone from entering, then closed the soundproof door tightly to ensure no one would discover what was happening inside.
He went into the stall, peered over the floor to make sure no one was there, and then went to the innermost stall. Zhang Jing was sitting there blankly. Xiao Ma leered and said, "Female broadcaster slave." Zhang Jing's body shuddered; she had completely entered a hypnotic state. Xiao Ma was relieved and took out a camera from his bag, setting it up.
“Now listen, you can’t see me, you only see the door is closed. You need to pull your skirt all the way up above your waist, then spread your legs wide and pee in front of me, then wipe yourself clean with toilet paper. But the more you wipe, the more excited you get, then start masturbating, unbutton your shirt, push your bra up, masturbate carefully, but don’t reach orgasm. Without my command, no matter how hard you try, you can’t reach orgasm. Do you understand? Okay, now come out. You won’t see me or my camera, you’re just really in a hurry to pee. Okay, now come out, when you hear me say 'action,' do as I say, do you understand?”
Zhang Jing nodded, stood up, walked to the bathroom door, and stood there looking at Xiao Ma. Xiao Ma smiled with satisfaction, leaning over the camera's viewfinder. "Activation."
Zhang Jing deftly walked into the stall, bent down, and pulled her underwear and pantyhose down below her knees. Then, she sat on the toilet with her legs spread. Xiao Ma immediately gave her a close-up of her genitals. Through the viewfinder, it was clear that Zhang Jing's labia majora and minora were a tender pink, indicating she didn't have much sexual experience. Her flat stomach twitched a few times, and a stream of yellow urine spurted out from her slit, hitting the toilet bowl with a splashing sound.
Zhang Jing blushed, feeling embarrassed about her loud urination. However, if she knew she was facing a man who was filming her urination without missing a single detail, she might die of shame. But under Xiao Ma's powerful hypnosis, Zhang Jing couldn't see the camera so close to her.
The golden urine gradually subsided. Zhang Jing's body trembled a few times, and she let out a long breath. Some glistening droplets clung to her soft pubic hair. She reached for a piece of toilet paper and gently wiped herself. Xiao Ma watched as a beautiful woman urinated half-naked in front of him. His penis swelled so hard it almost burst his pants. He panted heavily, wiping the sweat from his forehead, unzipped his pants, and began masturbating vigorously.
Zhang Jing frowned. She felt strange today, thinking it might be a side effect of the drug
she'd taken that morning. Although she'd tried to control herself, her desire was growing stronger. Zhang Jing had a boyfriend and had given him her virginity, but he'd gone abroad six months ago and wouldn't be back for about a year. While they maintained their relationship, Zhang Jing hadn't been with a man for six months. Her demanding work usually kept her from having sex, but today the aphrodisiac had completely ignited her passion.
Several sheets of paper failed to clean her genitals; instead, the more she wiped, the more vaginal fluid appeared. Looking down, Zhang Jing saw her labia slightly parted, and vaginal fluid flowed continuously from her vagina. Her small clitoris was already peeking out from under her foreskin, hard and erect. Seeing this, Zhang Jing's lust became even more uncontrollable. She gently rubbed her clitoris with her fingers, a jolt of electricity shooting from her genitals to her brain.
Her hands couldn't stop; first, she gently pinched and rubbed her clitoris, then quickly inserted her fingers into her vagina. The emptiness was immediately compensated. She felt her bra was too tight on her breasts, making it hard to breathe. She unbuttoned her shirt, pushed up her bra, exposing her full breasts to the air. The two bright red nipples, stimulated by the cold air, immediately hardened, standing erect like two red jewels.
Zhang Jing grasped one breast with one hand and inserted two fingers of the other into her vagina, skillfully masturbating.
Watching from across the room, Xiao Ma was filled with lust, wanting nothing more than to pounce on Zhang Jing, pin her down, and fuck her hard.
But remembering his elder brother's strict orders, he could only masturbate vigorously to release his
pent-up desire. Zhang Jing was oblivious, frantically masturbating to release the pent-up lust within her. She could see her climax was just around the corner, yet she couldn't reach the peak.
Zhang Jing's skin gradually turned a rosy pink, her delicate tongue gently licking her bright red lips, unconscious moans escaping her throat. Three fingers of her left hand were already inside her; her thumb pressed against her clitoris, rubbing it forcefully, while her little finger gently teased her anus. However, it seemed to be her virgin territory; she only dared to touch it lightly, without inserting her fingers. Her right hand grasped and squeezed her breasts, occasionally pinching and pulling her nipples.
Xiao Ma hadn't expected that Zhang Jing, despite her seemingly arrogant demeanor, possessed such skillful masturbation techniques.
He swallowed hard, took out a half-meter-long thin tube from his bag, one end of which had a handle, and a flexible tube connected to a bottle filled with a milky white liquid. "How do you feel now?"
"Ah, I want it, I want to climax, but I can't. Ah, I want it, give it to me, someone save me."
Zhang Jing moaned unconsciously, her vaginal fluid dripping from her wrist into the toilet.
"Is that so? I understand. Now grab your breasts with both hands, yes."
Zhang Jing pulled her fingers out of her vagina, the extreme emptiness making her twist her waist, crying out, "Ah, no, it's so itchy down there, let me touch it, it's itchy down there." But her body could only obey Xiao Ma's commands, so she rubbed her breasts even harder, her two full breasts deforming and twisting under his hands.
Xiao Ma inserted one end of the thin tube into Zhang Jing's vagina, pushing it in forcefully until he felt it had reached her uterus. The cold metal slightly alleviated Zhang Jing's intense lust, but soon the thin tube made her feel even more desperate. Her waist twisted violently against the toilet, and her vaginal fluids flowed down the tube.
Looking at Zhang Jing's lewd face, Xiao Ma laughed and said, "Don't rush, my little slave. Soon you will experience the greatest pleasure of your life. However, that will be the first step into hell." He pressed the switch on the handle forcefully, and a stream of lotion from the bottle shot into Zhang Jing's uterus through the tube, hitting the uterine wall heavily.
Zhang Jing's mouth opened wide, her screams of orgasm choked in her throat. Her body stiffened and arched, her hands gripping her breasts tightly, her white breasts protruding from between her fingers. She reached an unprecedented climax, her body trembling a few times, and a stream of yellow urine gushed out. Due to the orgasm, Zhang Jing had lost control of her bladder.
The intense climax lasted about 30 seconds. Zhang Jing's body gradually relaxed. Xiao Ma watched as the green light on the handle flashed again, then pressed the switch once more, and a second stream of lotion shot into Zhang Jing's uterus. Zhang Jing reached an even higher climax. After the climax subsided, Zhang Jing slumped onto the toilet, her arms hanging limply at her sides, her head tilted to one side, a long trail of saliva dribbling from the corner of her mouth down to her breasts, which were covered in her handprints.
Xiao Ma glanced at the bottle; there was still about half a bottle of liquid left. He gently pulled out the tube, then straightened Zhang Jing's body, making her lie face down on the toilet. By this time, Zhang Jing was completely unconscious, completely at Xiao Ma's mercy. Before Xiao Ma were Zhang Jing's round buttocks. He couldn't help but roughly fondle them a few times, then he inserted the tube into Zhang Jing's anus. Zhang Jing's anus clenched tightly at the intrusion of the foreign object, but the tube, coated with her vaginal fluid, acted as the best lubricant, allowing Xiao Ma to easily insert it about 30 centimeters deep. Then he injected the remaining lotion into Zhang Jing's anus all at once.
Although she experienced intense pleasure, Zhang Jing was completely exhausted, only slightly twisting her body and groaning a few times. Xiao Ma withdrew the thin tube, and the lotion slowly flowed from Zhang Jing's vagina and anus, but only a little bit came out; the rest was absorbed by her vagina and rectum. Xiao Ma hummed a little tune as he began to clean up his tools.
What Xiao Ma injected into Zhang Jing's body was a new slave potion recently developed by the organization, which they called Ecstasy. It was specially used for certain slaves.
First, it had an absolute bactericidal effect, killing any pathogens that entered the vagina or anus, ensuring that the sex slaves would not contract sexually transmitted diseases and guaranteeing the safety of their masters.
Secondly, it kills a man's sperm, meaning the woman injected with it will never get pregnant, ensuring the master can play with her at any time.
Thirdly, it keeps a woman's vagina and anus perpetually tight like a virgin's, never loosening no matter how thick the object is inserted.
Fourthly, when any foreign object enters the vagina or anus, the muscles there will automatically spasm, repeatedly massaging the inserted penis, giving the master maximum pleasure. It will also gradually turn the woman into a semen addict, unable to achieve orgasm without a man's semen.
In short, once a woman is injected with it, she has no other path but to become a prostitute. The only drawback of this drug is its exorbitant price; only wealthy people can afford it. This time, Councilor Zhang, out of spite, spent three million to buy just this small bottle.
Xiao Ma packed everything up, took out a syringe, and injected Zhang Jing with some nutrients to help her recover her strength as quickly as possible. Looking at his watch, about 40 minutes had passed since they left. Although he had given the editor-in-chief a sum of money to help him cancel all his work, he still needed to get back as soon as possible.
"Female broadcaster slave, listen carefully. When you hear the cubicle door close, you will naturally straighten your clothes and walk back to the office. When the first person calls you, you will return to normal, but you will forget everything you just did. You will only remember that after using the toilet, you received a call from an informant who provided you with a message you didn't want. You dismissed him, deeming the message useless, and have forgotten about it. You will
continue working, but your body will feel an intense urge to have sex. Your tolerance for sexual desire will be greatly reduced. When you can't stand it, you will go to the toilet to masturbate, climax, and then go back to work. But you are useless; you cannot achieve the same climax.
After lunch, you will be unable to suppress your sexual desire. You will try to satisfy yourself by inserting various objects into your genitals and then sitting with your legs spread at the desk. At the end of the workday, I will give you new orders. Now listen carefully, when..." "When I say '1,' you will sit still. When you hear the door close, start tidying your clothes. 4, 3, 2, 1." Zhang Jing obediently tidied her clothes, then walked out the door and returned to her office. She had no recollection of what had happened in those forty minutes. However, her life had been completely changed; her former brilliance was gone, and hellish days awaited her.
Chapter Three of "Beautiful Reporter Zhang Jing":
The following day was the most difficult day of Zhang Jing's life. Back at her desk, Zhang Jing was only puzzled by the length of time she had spent in the restroom and on the phone; she had no other suspicions, mainly due to Xiao Ma's hypnosis.
Zhang Jing found that besides the discomfort in her breasts, her lower body was unbearably itchy. If she weren't in the office, she would have wanted to strip naked and masturbate vigorously. She tried to pull her thoughts together. She was back at editing her manuscript, but for some reason, the editor-in-chief had given her a tabloid article today. Normally, Zhang Jing would have thrown it back without a second thought, but today she seemed captivated by it, scrutinizing every detail.
The more she looked, the harder it became to control her desires. Less than half an hour after returning, she rushed to the bathroom, this time solely to release her lust. Hearing her colleagues moving around outside, she dared not moan loudly, stuffing a handkerchief into her mouth and biting it hard. Then, she impatiently unbuttoned her clothes, pulled down her underwear, and began to masturbate vigorously. With
her left hand, she pushed her bra up to her breasts, exposing her full breasts completely. With her right hand, she inserted two fingers fully into her vagina, thrusting forcefully. Clear, glistening vaginal fluid dripped from her wrist into the toilet bowl. Although the stall door was closed, faint sounds could still be heard. Her vagina, still sensitive from the
recent ecstasy, immediately began to throb intensely as soon as a finger entered, pulling it deeper and deeper. Two fingers were far from enough for Zhang Jing, so she inserted a third. Simultaneously, she felt a growing itch in her anus with each thrust, a strong urge to insert something. But Zhang Jing had never touched that area before; she always felt it was too dirty. The tingling and itching in her anus grew increasingly intense, becoming unbearable.
Zhang Jing's right hand remained inside her vagina, probing and digging. Her left hand, reluctantly releasing her breast, reached down to her lower body. She first dipped her index finger in her own vaginal fluid and gently massaged her tightened anus. Each touch caused her delicate anus to contract, accompanied by a feeling of emptiness. Zhang Jing's finger circled her anus several times before finally succumbing to the temptation of pleasure. Her index finger broke through the outer folds of her anus and probed inside.
"Ugh..." Zhang Jing groaned softly, a mix of unprecedented pain and intense pleasure coursing through her body. This sensation, a blend of urge to defecate and stinging, captivated her. She pushed her index finger deeper, probing and probing, while her right hand's three fingers thrust harder and more forcefully into her vagina. Suppressed moans escaped her nose as she quickly reached orgasm.
But as she calmed down, she was suddenly startled by her own actions. "What happened to me?" Zhang Jing thought, although her boyfriend had been abroad for more than half a year, she wasn't a very demanding person sexually. Moreover, even her boyfriend had never given her such pleasure. What was even harder for her to accept was that she had actually masturbated wildly in the office restroom and even reached orgasm. Was she really such a promiscuous woman?
Zhang Jing was confused, but then she suddenly heard her colleagues talking outside. She knew someone was about to come in, so she quickly straightened her clothes. Only then did she realize that her underwear was completely soaked, almost dripping wet. Zhang Jing froze for a moment, gritted her teeth, and crumpled her underwear into a ball, stuffing it into her pocket.
"Sister Zhang, why is your face so red? Are you sick?" The person who came in was the new recruit, Li Qian, a college student not yet 22 years old. She was well-behaved and well-liked by everyone. Since learning about Zhang Jing's exposure of Councilor Zhang's affairs, she had become even more of an idol to Zhang Jing.
"Ah, it's nothing, I'm just a little hot." "Zhang Jing said guiltily, quickly went to the sink, washed her hands, and thought, 'Thank goodness, I can't do it again today.' Li Qian saw Zhang Jing's flustered expression, but she was in a hurry to go to the toilet, so she didn't say anything more.
Zhang Jing fled back to her desk like she was escaping a disaster. After sitting down, it took her a while to gradually calm down. '
Concentrate on work, concentrate on work,' Zhang Jing told herself. But less than half an hour later, her body betrayed her again. The unbearable heat made her restless. Xiao Ma watched Zhang Jing's legs clench and unclench repeatedly, feeling waves of pleasure. He knew that the two drugs had fully taken effect, and Zhang Jing's body was gradually becoming more and more wanton.
Not long after, Zhang Jing ran to the toilet again. When she came out, her face was flushed. It was obvious that fingers alone were no longer enough to satisfy her. Fortunately, it was lunchtime, and everyone went out to eat. Zhang Jing was able to barely control herself. However, Xiao Ma saw Zhang Jing clench her legs tightly and... As she struggled to walk out, her lower body immediately sprang to attention.
Xiao Ma deliberately only turned around once before returning to the office. By then, everyone had left. He looked around; the room was completely empty. He took out a spy camera from his bag, attached it to the underside of Zhang Jing's seat, adjusted the angle to clearly capture the entire lower body of the person in the chair, and then quickly went out to eat.
Zhang Jing didn't pay attention to what she ate for lunch; the itchy vagina and swollen breasts drew all her attention. After lunch, she hid in the back building's restroom and, during her lunch break, masturbated intensely. However, she found that the effect of her masturbation was getting worse each time. This time, it took about fifteen minutes to barely reach a small orgasm. She found that her fingers were too short to reach deep inside her body. Although she tried to insert her fingers forcefully, she still felt waves of ant-like biting pain and itching deep inside her.
"What should I do? It's so itchy and uncomfortable down there." This was the only thought on Zhang Jing's mind as she sat down at the table. Suddenly, she saw a passage in a manuscript on the table: "...My little pussy between my legs is unbearably itchy (ah, that's exactly what I'm feeling right now), but I forgot to bring the vibrator from home (vibrator?
Right, why didn't I go find one too? But what should I do now?), so I inserted my lipstick, ah, it feels so good, it can..."
Upon reading this, Zhang Jing was overjoyed. She didn't even think about how this piece of writing ended up on her desk. Now she was simply happy to have discovered a way to relieve her sexual desire.
Zhang Jing took out her lipstick from her handbag, gently spread her legs. Her panties were already soaked from masturbation that morning, so there was nothing under her skirt. She looked around to make sure no one was watching, and gently inserted the lipstick into her vagina. The short, thick lipstick, while bringing excessive pleasure, at least relieved the intense emptiness in her vagina.
Zhang Jing let out a long sigh of relief. Sensing the foreign object entering her vagina, it immediately began to contract automatically. Zhang Jing had never experienced anything like this before (all thanks to the ecstasy drug Xiao Ma had just injected). Her vagina seemed to have a mind of its own, sucking in the lipstick and then releasing it, as if it were thrusting. Her vaginal fluids gushed uncontrollably, flowing down the lipstick onto her legs.
"Ah, no, my skirt will get wet in a minute, how am I supposed to walk?" Zhang Jing slowly pulled up her suit skirt, took off her top, and hung it on the back of a chair to block others' view. Zhang Jing gradually mastered the control of her lower body muscles; she could deeply suck the lipstick into her vagina and then slowly push it out, experiencing immense pleasure during this process. However, to avoid being discovered, she tried her best to appear as if she was diligently checking a manuscript.
Xiao Ma turned on his small monitor, and the footage from the camera installed under Zhang Jing's desk almost made his nose bleed. As a dominatrix, Xiao Ma had seen many beautiful girls, but Zhang Jing was different this time. Her face radiated the pride and confidence of a knowledgeable and professional woman, making her unapproachable. Training such a beauty was every dominatrix's dream; turning her into a prostitute begging for sex gave Xiao Ma a great sense of accomplishment. Although he had done it a few times before, he still felt immense satisfaction.
On the monitor, it was clear that the black lipstick peeked out from Zhang Jing's tender pink labia, then was sucked in, and then slowly expelled. Crystalline vaginal fluid dripped down her thighs, first soaking into the chair, and soon the front of the chair was completely soaked, dripping onto the floor. It looked like it would likely accumulate into a large puddle by the time she left work. While inserting the lipstick
temporarily relieved some of her sexual desire, it brought Zhang Jing a new problem: she dared not leave her seat. If she stood up, people would notice the chair surface soaked with vaginal fluid. At that moment, she truly couldn't act like a human being. Zhang Jing desperately wanted to remove the lipstick, but the pleasure from its insertion made it difficult for her to control herself.
The constant tension of being discovered made Zhang Jing's body even more sensitive and aroused. One lipstick was no longer enough; she inserted a thick pen as well. The two rolled against each other inside her vagina, bringing intensified pleasure, but reducing her vaginal capacity to absorb and expel fluids. So Zhang Jing pulled the chair tightly against the table, pretending to revise a draft with the pen in her right hand, while her left hand secretly reached under the table, pinching the pen and lipstick and thrusting them in and out of her vagina.
To avoid large movements of her upper body, Zhang Jing could only thrust slowly, but this only intensified her lust, creating a vicious cycle. She wanted to go to the bathroom and masturbate vigorously to control her desires, but the thought of being discovered—the chair and the vaginal fluid on the floor—made her afraid to stand up. So, all afternoon, Zhang Jing struggled painfully on the verge of orgasm, her mind filled with the climax she had just experienced through masturbation, unable to consider the crucial and fundamental question: why her body had suddenly become so sensitive.
Time slipped away amidst the pleasure and anxiety, and soon the bell rang to signal the end of the workday. Li Qian packed up her things and noticed Zhang Jing still sitting at her desk, intently looking at something, so she curiously went over.
Zhang Jing was looking at the manuscript Xiao Ma had brought earlier. The first few pages were rather empty, and Zhang Jing flipped through them irritably. On the last page, she suddenly saw a few words: "Female Broadcast Slave." Zhang Jing instantly entered a hypnotic state, staring blankly as she read on. Before she could see clearly, a hand suddenly snatched the manuscript away from her.
"Sister Zhang, Sister Zhang, what's wrong? What are you looking at?" Li Qian had called Zhang Jing several times, but Zhang Jing didn't respond at all, still staring blankly at the manuscript in front of her. Li Qian was puzzled and grabbed the paper. "What's this manuscript about? You're looking at it so carefully. Let me see... Ah... this is... Hey, what are you doing? Give it back to me!"
It turned out that Xiao Ma saw Li Qian coming over and knew that Li Qian was very meticulous and might give herself away, so he quickly followed and snatched the manuscript away before Li Qian could see it clearly. "Ah, it's nothing, don't look at it. This is what I need to work on with Miss Zhang today, right?"
"Yes," Zhang Jing answered unconsciously.
"But, I think I saw something about slaves..." Li Qian only glanced at it and couldn't see clearly.
"Yes, this is a manuscript about Roman slaves. Miss Li, you should hurry up and go. I still need to finish this manuscript with Miss Zhang. Right, Miss Zhang?" Xiao Ma urged again.
"Yes, I still need to finish it," Zhang Jing replied.
"Well, I'll be going now. Sister Zhang, be careful." Li Qian looked at the two of them with some doubt before turning and leaving.
Watching Li Qian leave the office, Xiao Ma breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Zhang Jing, who was already under hypnosis, and placed another script in front of her. "Listen carefully, female broadcaster slave. Now, read this script carefully. Then you will be extremely thirsty and only want to have sex. You will go to the address you just saw. There is an adult store there. When you get there, someone will naturally serve you. You will consciously follow any suggestions from the shop assistant. No matter what she asks you to do or say, you will feel it is perfectly reasonable, and it will be something you consciously want to do. You will buy everything you need. When you hear 'May all your wishes come true,' you will wake up and forget everything I just told you. Everything you do will be a conscious reaction. Okay, pay attention, 'May all your wishes come true.'"
Zhang Jing shuddered, realizing she was alone in the office while Xiao Ma was walking towards the door. "Ah, I have to finish reading this quickly; I need it tomorrow," Zhang Jing thought, forcing herself to finish reading the script. The room was completely empty by then.
Only then did Zhang Jing dare to take her lipstick and pen out of her clothes. The floor and the swivel chair were covered in semen.
Blushing, Zhang Jing quickly cleaned herself, grabbed her handbag, and rushed out the door.
(Chapter 4 of "Beautiful Reporter Zhang Jing")
As soon as she stepped outside, Zhang Jing hailed a taxi. After getting in, she casually gave the driver an address. The driver glanced at her thoughtfully, a glint of lust in his eyes, then turned and sped off. When Zhang Jing got out, she found herself in a small adult store. The store's name was the one she'd seen in her article: "The Female Celebrity Who Sells Vibrators - Guaranteed to Make You Happy." "Ah, why am I here? I didn't want to buy anything for myself; I just wanted to experience what that female celebrity said," Zhang Jing lied to herself.
"Welcome! Please show your membership card. We offer special services to members," the clerk behind the counter said with a smile.
"Ah, the membership card. Let me see." Zhang Jing opened her handbag and naturally took out a platinum card. She had never applied for this card and had never used it. But Xiao Ma's hypnosis made her feel that taking out this card now was perfectly natural.
“Thank you, I see…” The clerk took the card and glanced at it. “Ah… Platinum VIP card. I understand.” A knowing look appeared on her face. She picked up the phone: “Manager, she’s arrived.
What? Okay, I understand. Yes, I’ll get right on it.”
The clerk hung up the phone: “Hello, this VIP card is for special members. You can go to the VIP room inside. The manager will personally greet you. Please come with me.”
Zhang Jing followed the clerk to the back, through a long corridor. The clerk knocked on the door of a VIP room. After hearing a reply from inside, she opened the door: “Please come in, miss. Enjoy your shopping.”
Zhang Jing pushed open the door and went inside. It was a tea room. In the center of the room were two sofas. A beautiful woman sat on one of the sofas. She was wearing a well-fitting, low-cut, purplish-red evening gown. Her high breasts were mostly exposed to the air. The high slit revealed her long, slender, white legs. Her face was lightly made up, and her long, black hair flowed over her shoulders. She looked elegant and noble. Upon seeing Zhang Jing enter, she immediately stood up and greeted her warmly, "Ah, hello, I'm the manager here, Sun Juan."
"Ah, my name is Zhang Jing."
"What would you like to buy?" Sun Juan asked with a smile.
"I...I..." Zhang Jing stammered, her face flushed. Although she had been hypnotized by Xiao Ma, she still couldn't say it.
"Haha, it's okay, we're all women, there's nothing we can't say. Just briefly describe your reaction, and I'll help you find some good toys." Sun Juan kindly pulled Zhang Jing to sit on the sofa and poured her a cup of tea.
Zhang Jing took a sip, the light tea calming her. She lowered her head and murmured, "My breasts are very swollen, my nipples are very itchy, and...that area is also very itchy. I masturbated several times today, but then..." Zhang Jing was surprised that she would say such shameless things to someone she had just met, but the more vulgar and lewd she became, the stronger the pleasure in her lower body became, and her vaginal fluids gushed out again.
“I have a hard time reaching orgasm through masturbation. I tried putting a lipstick in, but it was too small. I wanted to find a big, thick vibrator. Ah, so good!” After saying this, Zhang Jing let out a long sigh, squeezed her legs together tightly, hugged her shoulders tightly, and trembled as she reached a small orgasm.
“See, I should have said it.” Sun Juan sat down next to Zhang Jing without her noticing, affectionately putting her arm around her shoulder, letting Zhang Jing lean comfortably against her.
“Sun… ah, Miss Sun, no.” Zhang Jing twisted her body and struggled. She had never been so close to a woman before, and it made her very uncomfortable.
“It’s okay,” Sun Juan put her mouth close to Zhang Jing’s ear and gently blew air into it, “Call me Sister Juan, let’s do it together. I’ll make you feel very comfortable, didn’t you want to feel comfortable?”
Zhang Jing nodded in confusion, her hands clenching nervously. "Ah, don't be nervous," Sun Juan gently placed her hand on Zhang Jing's thigh. Zhang Jing subconsciously trembled and tried to twist her body away, but Sun Juan still held her, her hand on her thigh gently caressing Zhang Jing, giving her a sense of security she had never felt before. At the same time, the pleasure caused by the woman's delicate touch made Zhang Jing intoxicated and give up resisting.
"Tell me, how was your day?" Sun Juan asked softly in her ear while carefully stroking Zhang Jing and arousing her desire.
"Um, Sister Juan, I..." For some reason, Zhang Jing felt an immense sense of trust in this woman she had just met. She turned her body and leaned more comfortably against Sun Juan, feeling as if she were lying in the arms of her most trusted friend. Zhang Jing lazily closed her eyes, allowing her body to better feel Sun Juan's gentle caresses. "I feel so uncomfortable today."
"Really? What's wrong? Here?" Sun Juan gently slid Zhang Jing from the sofa to the thick carpeted floor. The soft carpet felt like a large bed. Zhang Jing rested her head on Sun Juan's arm, her eyes closed, a gentle smile on her face, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, and her bright red lips murmuring softly.
Sun Juan's hand gently massaged Zhang Jing's breasts. Zhang Jing felt her breasts, which had been throbbing all day, sending waves of pleasure through her body under Sun Juan's touch, plunging her into a deeper state of intoxication. "Ah, um, Sister Juan, no, ah, right here, ah, so, so comfortable. So good." Zhang Jing moaned.
Sun Juan slowly withdrew her arm and placed a large pillow under Zhang Jing's head. Zhang Jing shifted slightly, lying down more comfortably, and reached out to grab Sun Juan's other hand, guiding it between her legs. “Sister Juan, you touch me so nicely. My breasts have been so swollen all day, and you touch me so nicely. But do you know what?
I feel so itchy down here. You touch me up there and it feels so good, but down there it really itches.”
“Good sister, let me see.” Sun Juan said, lifting Zhang Jing’s skirt. She knew that Zhang Jing still had some sense and needed to take it slow. “Oh, sister, why aren’t you even wearing underwear?”
“Don’t say that, it’s so shameful.” Zhang Jing covered her face with her hands, twisted her hips, and gently squeezed her legs together.
Sun Juan gently touched Zhang Jing’s labia with her index finger, and the vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina soaked her hand. “Hmm, you’re so horny. Look how much fluid is flowing here. Do you want a man’s big penis? Don’t be shy, tell me, how long has it been since you’ve had sex with a man?” Sun Juan gently pressed Zhang Jing’s clitoris, teasing it, and inserted her index finger into her vagina a little bit, gently thrusting in and out of the vaginal opening.
"Ah, Sister Juan, you're so naughty, asking me this! I'm not talking to you anymore!" Zhang Jing blushed and turned away, ignoring Sun Juan.
"Ha, what does it matter? We're both women. There's no one else here, and no one will come.
Come on, tell me, and I can find you the thickest vibrator so you'll never have to be afraid of this again." Sun Juan leaned over Zhang Jing, hugged her, and grabbed Zhang Jing's full breasts from behind, kneading them forcefully.
"Ah... ah... Sister Juan, no, ah, no, you're making me... I want..."
"Want what? Tell me." Sun Juan said, sliding one hand across Zhang Jing's flat stomach, inserting two fingers into her vagina and thrusting forcefully.
Zhang Jing was no match for Sun Juan, a seasoned lesbian. She grabbed Sun Juan's hands but had no strength to pull them away, and could only let her play with her. Soon, Zhang Jing was immersed in the pleasure of being with another woman, unable to extricate herself, and could only utter meaningless moans.
Seeing her opportunity, Sun Juan slowly unbuttoned Zhang Jing's clothes, pulled down her top, and took it off.
Then she unzipped her skirt. Zhang Jing had completely lost her will to resist; instead, she wiggled her hips to help her take off the skirt. Soon, Zhang Jing was lying naked on the ground.
Sun Juan pulled back the strap around her neck, and the purplish-red evening gown gently floated to the ground, revealing that Sun Juan was completely naked underneath. She glanced at Zhang Jing, who was moaning and masturbating on the ground, and a lewd smile, completely incongruous with her noble demeanor, appeared on her face. She slowly pounced on Zhang Jing, embracing her, their four full breasts pressed together.
Sun Juan gently kissed Zhang Jing's lips. Zhang Jing was stunned for a moment at this same-sex kiss, but quickly became immersed in Sun Juan's skilled kissing technique, opening her mouth and intertwining her tongue with Sun Juan's. (
Chapter 5 of "Beautiful Reporter Zhang Jing")
"Big brother, do you think I did a good job?" Xiao Ma stood respectfully to the side.
The man sat on the sofa, watching the two women rolling around on the carpet in the opposite room. "Good job, Xiao Ma. After tomorrow, wait a week to let the drugs and hypnosis take effect. Also, go to her house now and install cameras everywhere. Closely monitor her movements these next few days. Control her actions by phone at any time. Understand?"
"Yes, I'll do it right away. But..."
"What's wrong?" the man asked, staring at Xiao Ma's troubled expression.
"It's not about her, it's about another girl at the TV station."
"Oh, what's going on?"
"Well, the girl's name is Li Qian, she's only 21, a recent college intern. She's getting very close to Zhang Jing, and I'm worried she might interfere..."
"Li Qian, that name sounds familiar, where have I seen her before? What's her relationship with Li Qing?"
"She's that hot-tempered policewoman's sister."
"What, what a coincidence! Okay, you don't need to worry about her, just focus on your own work. I'll have Xiao Hu and Xiao She handle Li Qian's matter. You and Xiao Ji just need to take care of this."
"Yes, brother. I'm off."
"Okay, go ahead. Remember, you're not allowed to touch her these next few days."
"Yes."
Xiao Ma left, and the man sat on the sofa, looking at the two women in the opposite room, a sinister smile on his face: "Li Qing, who told your sister to be friends with this reckless girl!"
Zhang Jing was currently immersed in Sun Juan's gentle caresses. A woman's caresses are different from a man's; a woman's hands are softer, and although lighter than a man's, as a woman herself, Sun Juan knew better how to make a woman happier.
She moved down from Zhang Jing's lips, kissing her delicate pink neck, until she reached her full breasts.
Zhang Jing gripped the carpet with both hands, thrusting her chest up to make it easier for Sun Juan to suckle. Sun Juan took one of Zhang Jing's breasts into her mouth, swallowing more of it, then slowly spitting it out, her tongue teasing the hardened nipple. Her other hand cupped Zhang Jing's small but firm breast, gently pressing the nipple with her palm.
Zhang Jing felt her breasts, which had been swollen all day, sending waves of pleasure through her body under Sun Juan's gentle caresses. She moaned, and when Sun Juan's hand reached between her legs, she only struggled symbolically before opening her legs and letting Sun Juan insert her fingers into her vagina.
Sun Juan only inserted two fingers, but the rapid thrusting and skillful manipulation made Zhang Jing tremble all over. Soon, Sun Juan found Zhang Jing's G-spot and attacked it forcefully, each time bringing Zhang Jing to a small orgasm.
However, her body, after being transformed by ecstasy, could not reach the peak in this way. Soon, such stimulation was no longer enough for Zhang Jing. Sun Juan withdrew her fingers, and an extreme emptiness immediately filled her vagina. Zhang Jing twisted her slender waist in discomfort, "No, Sister Juan, don't pull it out, I want more, I want more!"
"Shh, shh, my little kitten, I'll give it to you, be good. Be good." Sun Juan said softly, coaxing the lust-blinded Zhang Jing, while slowly kissing her downwards.
Zhang Jing's flat, snow-white abdomen was gently probed into her navel by Sun Juan's tongue. The clean-loving Zhang Jing always washed her navel spotlessly clean, and the gentle licking of that part connecting her to her mother's body by another woman brought a perverse pleasure. A series of moans escaped Zhang Jing's lips as she ran her hands through Sun Juan's hair, forcefully pressing her head towards her most desired spot. Sun Juan smiled mischievously, deliberately licking Zhang Jing's inner thighs, intentionally ignoring her genitals.
"Ah, you're so naughty, Sister Juan, stop teasing me, give it to me, lick me."
"Ah, you want it that badly?"
"Ah, no, don't go there, lick there."
"Where? Hehe, how am I supposed to know if you don't tell me? Hmm, is it here, or here?" Sun Juan deliberately sucked on Zhang Jing's sensitive inner thighs, one on each side, while the lustful fluid flowing from her genitals soaked the carpet beneath Zhang Jing's buttocks.
"Ah, you're so naughty, it's there, I, I can't say."
"This?" Sun Juan's tongue lightly flicked Zhang Jing's protruding clitoris.
"Ah...ah..., right there, more, a little harder."
"What is this place?" Sun Juan licked it again, and Zhang Jing arched her back, chasing Sun Juan's tongue with her lower body.
"Don't tease me, ah, Sister Juan, please, I can't say."
"Hmm, no, my little kitten, say it, say it and Sister Juan will give it to you." Sun Juan forced Zhang Jing to say it.
The lust that had been building up all afternoon, just found a way to be released, was blocked again. Zhang Jing was almost going crazy. At this point, nothing else mattered. As long as she could release it, she would say anything. "It's, it's my clitoris, Sister Juan, ah, ah, lick my clitoris. Please, please, bite my clitoris hard, ah ah..." Zhang Jing finally couldn't take it anymore and screamed.
Sun Juan bit down hard on Zhang Jing's clitoris, then pinched her already hard and swollen clitoris between her lips, teasing it with her tongue and occasionally grinding it lightly with her teeth. Her left hand held Zhang Jing's buttocks, while her right index and middle fingers thrust forcefully in and out of Zhang Jing's soaking wet vagina. Her ring and little fingers occasionally lightly touched Zhang Jing's anus, but not deeply.
"Ah, ah, so good, so good, Sister Juan, I can't take it anymore. So good, ah… I'm going to cum, ah, ah, I'm cumming. Ah…"
Zhang Jing couldn't withstand such intense teasing and was quickly brought to orgasm by Sun Juan. Her body tensed, her legs clamped tightly around Sun Juan's head, and her lower abdomen trembled like a drum. Streams of vaginal fluid gushed out, which Sun Juan sucked up, swallowing all of Zhang Jing's fluid.
Zhang Jing slowly recovered from her orgasm, feeling extremely exhausted after her long-accumulated sexual desire was released. Sun Juan helped Zhang Jing up, and the two lay back on the sofa. Sun Juan's hands continued to gently caress Zhang Jing, helping her slowly recover from the pleasure of her orgasm.
"Sister Juan, um, you're so naughty," Zhang Jing panted, like a lazy cat nestled in Sun Juan's arms.
"How was it? Was it comfortable?" Sun Juan whispered in Zhang Jing's ear.
Zhang Jing nodded, blushing.
"But there's something even more comfortable than this, don't you want it?"
Sun Juan licked Zhang Jing's sensitive earlobe, making Zhang Jing weak all over. Her eyes were hazy as she asked, "Ah, even more comfortable than this?"
"Yes, you know, we specialize in providing masturbation products for people who don't have boyfriends. Do you want to see them?"
Zhang Jing then remembered the purpose of her actions, but how could she tell others? Zhang Jing simply buried her head in Sun Juan's arms and nodded shyly.
"Tell me, it's okay. Sister Juan is a woman too, we're all women, what's there to be shy about?"
Sun Juan gently pinched Zhang Jing's nipple, and Zhang Jing cried out in pain, playfully swatting Sun Juan's hand away.
"You're so mean, Sister Juan, you always make me say things I'm embarrassed about. Ah, ha, don't, don't tickle me, haha, it tickles. I'll tell you, I'll tell you. Ha, I want to buy, buy... a, a vibrator. A...
a thick and big one." Zhang Jing finished speaking with a blush, feeling her face burning hot, and quickly buried her head in Sun Juan's arms again.
“What’s there to be shy about? Come on, let Sister Juan take you to choose.” Sun Juan stood up as she spoke.
Zhang Jing was taken aback. “But, my clothes…”
“Ah, it’s okay, I’ll take you to the VIP counter, it’s right next door. There’s no one there, just the two of us. Wait a minute, didn’t you want to try them on? Anyway, we’ve already done it, let’s go, don’t be shy.”
Although Zhang Jing felt ashamed, Xiao Ma’s order to her was to obey everyone here. Besides, she had just made love with Sun Juan and was filled with affection for her.
So she stood up and followed Sun Juan into the suite.
Chapter Six of Beautiful Reporter Zhang Jing
Upon entering the inner room, Zhang Jing was greatly surprised. The room was filled with shelves and cabinets, containing all sorts of toys: vibrators for women's masturbation, double-headed dildos for homosexuals, anal dildos for anal sex—each unique. On the right, an entire wall was covered with ropes, whips, clamps, and other items Zhang Jing had never seen or even imagined before.
Zhang Jing was completely stunned, unsure what to do. Sun Juan, seemingly anticipating Zhang Jing's reaction, smiled and pulled her to a large bed in the middle of the room. The bed was covered with a thick down comforter and smooth silk sheets, the friction against Zhang Jing's delicate skin bringing a pleasure akin to a man's caress.
"Alright, sit down. I'll find you a few suitable ones." Sun Juan pressed Zhang Jing into a seated position on the bed, then expertly walked around the room, placing several vibrators in front of Zhang Jing.
Zhang Jing timidly picked up a large, thick vibrator. It was about 10 centimeters thick, covered with granules of various sizes. Zhang Jing carefully turned on the switch at the bottom. With a buzzing motor, the tip of the vibrator began to twist rhythmically, while the middle section continued to rotate. Zhang Jing stared blankly at the object in her hand, suddenly feeling an urge to put it in her mouth.
"Look, this is the most basic one. It might be a little troublesome to use. But because it's cheap, quite a few people still use it. Lick it and see, it feels pretty good," Sun Juan said. Zhang Jing didn't want to do it, but the suggestions given by the hypnosis, and Sun Juan's skillful indulgence, gradually led her to slowly bring the vibrator to her lips.
As Zhang Jing brought it to her lips, she realized how ugly it looked from that distance. A heavy rubbery smell filled her nostrils. She stuck out her tongue and licked the tip of the vibrator; it tasted like plastic. Zhang Jing gagged, frowning. "No, I don't like this smell."
"Really?" Sun Juan seemed to have known all along, offering her another one. "Try this one. It's been treated to remove the odor, and to make it more realistic, they added some scents similar to a man's genitals."
Sure enough, Zhang Jing smelled a man's scent, and its shape was exactly like a man's penis. Although Zhang Jing wasn't a virgin, she always had the upper hand when she was with her boyfriend, and she had never seen a man's penis this close before, let alone performed oral sex. If it were yesterday, she probably would have vomited, but now, she found the smell pleasant. Just smelling it made her lower body wet, and her vagina gradually felt like it was being bitten by insects, numb and itchy. She squeezed her thighs together, gently rubbing them together.
She swallowed the vibrator forcefully, pushing it all the way to the back of her throat. "Ah, good, ah, good, ah..."
She moaned, swallowing a few times, her saliva covering the entire shaft. "But, Sister Juan, this one's so hard. Do you have anything better?"
"Oh, you're really picky, you little rascal!" Sun Juan said, pinching Zhang Jing's already hard nipple hard.
Zhang Jing gave a coquettish hum, instead thrusting her chest out, making Sun Juan twist even harder, deliberately shouting loudly, "Ah, Sister Juan, you're so naughty, taking advantage of me."
"And you're talking about me, look what this is?" Sun Juan quickly reached between Zhang Jing's legs, holding it up to Zhang Jing's eyes, her fingers forming a thin thread of vaginal fluid. "You're really horny, you just did it once, and you're already so wet again."
"Ah, no, I hate it." Zhang Jing cried out, but her face was full of intoxication.
"Alright, I'm scared of you. You wait, I don't think these simple ones will satisfy you. I'll go get you our latest special product."
"Okay, okay. Go ahead." Zhang Jing said happily.
Sun Juan stood up, left the suite, and closed the door.
Zhang Jing was left alone in the room, the vibrator in her hand still spinning. Several other vibrators of varying lengths and thicknesses lay on the bed. These thick things… Zhang Jing stroked the spinning vibrator with her hand. Should she really put it in there? Zhang Jing looked down at her pubic area. Zhang Jing didn't have much pubic hair; it was fine and soft, covering her delicate labia. Her small clitoris had been hard and protruding from her foreskin since earlier, and vaginal fluid was constantly flowing out, soaking the sheets beneath her buttocks.
"Ah, I feel so beautiful down there, my body is so pretty." Zhang Jing looked at her body, her hand unconsciously sliding from her face to her full breasts. She recalled Sun Juan's teasing of her breasts earlier, the awkward teasing she had done. This was completely different from her usual masturbation experience. In an unfamiliar place, on a completely unfamiliar bed, naked, masturbating, this tension greatly heightened Zhang Jing's sensitivity.
Zhang Jing's right hand slowly slid the vibrator down, the rotating tip bringing a unique pleasure as it touched her labia. Zhang Jing was still a little scared, hesitant to insert it all at once. Her left hand continued to caress her breasts, while her right hand gently rubbed the head of the vibrator against her labia, quickly coating the tip with her vaginal fluid.
With this friction, Zhang Jing felt an even greater emptiness in her vagina, her uterus burning deep within her pelvis. Her entire body urged her to insert it. Zhang Jing's reason barely held her back, only inserting the head shallowly, refusing to push the entire vibrator in. Zhang Jing could no longer sit still; she lay back on the bed, moaning and writhing, the last vestiges of reason preventing her from inserting the vibrator completely.
"What's wrong? Can't take it anymore? Are you really in such a hurry?" Sun Juan's teasing voice brought Zhang Jing back to her senses. Embarrassed, Zhang Jing threw the vibrator aside, sat up, covered her face with her hands, and turned away, unable to look at Sun Juan.
"Don't be shy, what's wrong with that? Every woman can do it. Why can men go out and mess around, but we women can't even masturbate? Okay, okay, I won't laugh at you anymore. Look, I brought you some of the latest toys." Sun Juan said, turning Zhang Jing around to show her the new toys.
It was a pair of black leather underwear, but what was different was that it had two short, protruding vibrators inside.
Unlike other vibrators, they were very thin and short. Zhang Jing picked it up, looked at it, and stared at Sun Juan strangely.
"What's wrong? Not satisfied? That's normal. Everyone who sees it for the first time is curious! It's the latest high-tech product! Don't laugh. It's remote-controlled, look, this is it." With that, Sun Juan handed Zhang Jing a miniature calculator.
“This is pretty ordinary.” Zhang Jing took it, pressed a few buttons, and it looked exactly like a regular calculator.
“Right, that’s the key. You can’t let anyone know this is a remote control for a vibrator, can you? Press ’45638’.”
Zhang Jing pressed it, and the two vibrators inside the leather underwear on the bed suddenly started moving. “Ah,” Zhang Jing exclaimed in surprise, “This is…”
“This is the password,” Sun Juan said. “Each machine has its own specific password. The machine will only start after you enter the password. After that, the plus sign controls the length of the vibrator, the minus sign controls the thickness, the multiplication sign controls the speed of extension and retraction, and the division sign controls the amount of twisting. The equal sign is for discharging electricity.” As she spoke, Sun Juan demonstrated to Zhang Jing that the two vibrators were sometimes long and sometimes short, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. When the equal sign was pressed, the tips of the two vibrators emitted a slight current.
“However, I don’t want the back one.” Zhang Jing said hesitantly, playing with the vibrator in her leather underwear.
“Well, that’s easy. It can be disassembled. If you don’t want it, I can take it off.” Sun Juan said, removing the vibrator from the anus. “Try it on.”
Zhang Jing’s face turned red, but looking at the rotating vibrator, she felt a little expectant. After thinking for a while, she finally couldn’t resist and reached for the leather underwear.
First, she wrapped the waistband around her waist. Her small waist required her to inhale deeply to fasten the back buckle. Then, she carefully inserted the vibrator into her vagina from the front. To make insertion easier, Sun Juan had already retracted the vibrator to its smallest setting. Given the considerable lubrication from her earlier masturbation, it was easy to insert the vibrator fully. Finally, she inserted the buckle into the back clasp, and the entire pair of leather panties was complete.
Chapter Seven of "Beautiful Reporter Zhang Jing"
: "Listen carefully, female broadcaster slave." Upon hearing this, Zhang Jing's expression froze. Sun Juan revealed a cunning, sly smile. "Hmph, you've finally taken the bait." It turned out she was the "chicken" the mysterious man had mentioned.
She and Xiao Ma were both his subordinates. There were twelve of them, each represented by one of the twelve zodiac animals. Each had their own subordinates and a legitimate profession; no one knew their true identities except for the man. Sun Juan represented the "chicken." She was a lesbian and a master of sex toys, specializing in creating unique sex toys to control and stimulate women's sexual desires. So she deliberately opened this adult product store, openly manufacturing sex toys.
"From today onwards, you'll never be able to live without these leather underwear. You must wear them all the time, except when showering or urinating. When you get home today, you'll carefully read this instruction manual and this CD." With that, Sun Juan handed Zhang Jing an instruction manual and a CD.
"After you read them, you'll follow the instructions on the CD. You'll think it's perfectly normal. Now, I'll help you take off the leather underwear. When I count to one, you'll feel extremely aroused. You'll masturbate frantically in front of me. After reaching orgasm, you'll fall into a deep sleep, forgetting everything that just happened. When you wake up, you'll be home. You'll only remember that you were here, bought these leather underwear, and that you really liked them. You'll eat only a little something and then eagerly start reading this book and watching the CD. Do you understand?"
Zhang Jing nodded blankly.
"Okay, listen carefully, 4, 3, 2, 1!"
"Ah..." Zhang Jing let out a long groan and collapsed onto the bed. She felt her whole body burning hot, and her vagina was incredibly itchy. Streams of vaginal fluid dripped from between her labia, making a series of wet sounds as her fingers were inserted and withdrawn. "Ah, why? It's so itchy, it's so itchy inside. Give it to me, I want it, fuck me to death, someone, fuck me!" Now Zhang Jing had completely turned into a lustful beast, knowing nothing but the frantic pursuit of pleasure.
"Is your finger not long enough?" Sun Juan asked.
"Ah, yes, it's itchy inside. Please give it to me, please." Zhang Jing barely opened her eyes, staring at the thick vibrator that Sun Juan was shaking in her hand, pleading.
"Okay, here you go." Sun Juan said, throwing the vibrator onto Zhang Jing. Zhang Jing cheered, grabbed it, turned it on, and forcefully shoved the vibrator into her vagina.
Zhang Jing's narrow vagina had never been penetrated by something so thick before. Her labia were completely stretched open, and if it hadn't been for the previous modifications by Ecstasy, her vagina would almost have torn. This caused Zhang Jing immense pain, but in an instant, the extreme pain was transformed into intense pleasure by Ecstasy. Zhang Jing gripped the end of the vibrator with both hands and thrust it in and out forcefully. Each thrust brought her labia in and out, and the vibrator brought out a large amount of vaginal fluid, soaking the entire bed sheet with Zhang Jing's secretions. The room was filled with a lewd atmosphere.
Zhang Jing groaned and screamed, thrusting for more than ten minutes, but always hovering on the edge of orgasm. "Ah, why, why can't it go on? Ah, I'm about to come, ah, why, ugh..." The intense pleasure tormented her, and tears streamed down Zhang Jing's face. This feeling of being stuck in limbo was almost driving her crazy.
"Why? You haven't moved here yet." Sun Juan said, forcefully inserting her index finger into Zhang Jing's anus.
"Ah, yes, that's it." The sudden stimulation brought Zhang Jing one step closer to orgasm. "Ah, again, again, insert it into me, insert it into my ass." Zhang Jing cried out, rolling over onto the bed like a dog, her head against the bed, her round buttocks raised high. One hand was still forcefully thrusting the vibrator into her vagina, while the other hand spread her buttocks open, revealing her contracting anus.
"Where do you want me to insert it?" Sun Juan picked up an anal vibrator, smeared it with Zhang Jing's vaginal fluid, and then pressed it against her anus, gently rubbing it.
"Right here, my ass. Insert it. Please, insert it." Zhang Jing shouted, pushing her buttocks back forcefully, hoping to relieve the tingling and itching in her rectum as soon as possible.
“Say it, please, Master, insert the Great Southern Kingdom into Zhang Jing’s lewd little asshole.”
“This… I’ll say it, don’t go, I’ll say it, please, Master, insert the Great Southern Kingdom into Zhang Jing’s lewd little asshole, ah, don’t go, I’ll say it, please, Master, insert the Great Southern Kingdom into Zhang Jing’s lewd little asshole!!” Zhang Jing was already shouting hoarsely for the second time.
Sun Juan smiled with satisfaction, pressed hard with her hand, and inserted a 20-centimeter-long anal dildo completely into Zhang Jing’s anus. “Ah, it’s in.” Zhang Jing frowned, opened her mouth, and gasped for breath. Her anus, which was being penetrated for the first time, was still rejecting the newly inserted foreign object. The intense pain and urge to defecate brought a pleasure she had never experienced before. The anal dildo was also twisting incessantly, cooperating with the vibrating dildo through a thin membrane, which finally brought Zhang Jing’s pent-up desire to its peak.
Zhang Jing let out a long, dying groan, a gush of vaginal fluid spurting from between her labia. Her body trembled stiffly, her anus and vagina spasming repeatedly, until finally, yellow urine also poured out. After the orgasm, Zhang Jing collapsed onto the bed in her own urine and vaginal fluid, unconscious.
"Alright, it's time to take you home," Sun Juan said, walking to the outer room and picking up the phone. "Xiao Bai, Xiao Zi, is your Brother Ma finished... Oh, he's waiting over there. Okay, you and Xiao Hong, get that taxi ready, then come over and help me carry this material out."
After a while, the counter lady and a man dressed as a taxi driver came in. "Sister Ji, everything's ready."
"Okay, just put her naked in the back seat of the taxi like this. I'll make her masturbate with her eyes closed the whole time. When you get to her doorstep, your Brother Ma will meet you."
"Yes." The two agreed, helping Zhang Jing up, packing her things, and leaving the house.
They put Zhang Jing in a car. The car's exterior was unremarkable, but the interior, especially the back seat, was set up like a taxi. If you only looked inside, you would completely believe you were sitting in a taxi.
The whole way, Zhang Jing sat in the back seat, eyes closed, masturbating constantly. The car was filled with her lewd moans, all of which were filmed without a trace by the receptionist sitting in the assistant's seat using a V8 camera. When the car arrived at Zhang Jing's house, Xiao Ma came out to greet her. Together, they put Zhang Jing on the bed, made some further arrangements, gave Zhang Jing new instructions, then turned on the hidden cameras installed throughout the room and left Zhang Jing's house.
"Ah...ah..." Moans filled the room as Zhang Jing gradually woke up, but her first sensation was the fullness and pleasure in her lower body. Instinctively, she reached down and grabbed the vibrator inside her vagina. "Ah, this is...ah, so good, um, right, after work today, ah, I went, went, to that place. Ah, it hit it again, ah, I also bought this, and then? Ah, deeper, after I got home, I...ah, I took off all my clothes, and then...ah, in...ah..."
Zhang Jing moaned, feeling a vibrator in her anus as well. She contracted her lower body muscles, squeezing the vibrator even tighter. "Ah, right, I specifically bought this pressure-controlled one. I used force, ah, ah, sure enough, ah, the vibration intensified. Ah, so good, ah. Good, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to come again, ah, I came."
Zhang Jing cried out, reaching orgasm. She lay on the bed, panting for a while, before slowly getting up. Looking at the stains on the sheets soaked with her own fluids, she stuck out her tongue. With two vibrators inserted, she could barely move, but the moment they were withdrawn, an intense emptiness washed over her vagina and anus. "Ah, this won't do. I have to go to work tomorrow, I can't stay like this."
Zhang Jing staggered to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and took a shower. Even while showering, she didn't remove the vibrators, instead contracting her lower body muscles to stimulate them. She reached another small climax in the bathroom before finally emerging, but the fluids between her legs were impossible to wipe away. She simply let them flow down her thighs, leaving wet footprints on the floor.
She made herself a packet of instant noodles and ate it. Then, sitting at the table, she slowly inserted and removed the two vibrators, pondering how to avoid being exposed tomorrow.
"Ah, right, how could I forget about it? Hmm." Zhang Jing remembered the leather underwear she had bought and jumped up excitedly. But in doing so, the two vibrators were gripped tightly by her vagina and anus, immediately starting to spin at high speed. "Ah, ugh, so fast, ah... I can't take it." Zhang Jing stood by the table, her hands on the table, her legs trembling weakly, almost falling over.
The only sound in the room was Zhang Jing's heavy breathing, and the faint sound of the motor turning could be heard from her lower body. After a while, her vaginal fluid gradually accumulated at the tip of the vibrator, dripping down one drop at a time, making a clear sound.
Hearing the sound of her own vaginal fluid, Zhang Jing blushed with shame, but immersed in the intense pleasure, she didn't want to move. She just forcefully contracted the muscles of her vagina and anus, making the vibrator vibrate even faster. After a long while, she finally let out a long breath, slumped into a chair, and let the vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina after the orgasm slowly accumulate into a small puddle on the floor under the chair.
It took Zhang Jing a while to calm down. "No, if this continues, I won't be able to do anything," she thought. Reluctantly, she turned off the two vibrators, but still couldn't bear to take them out. Clutching the two vibrators between her legs, she twisted them as she went into the bedroom and pulled a large box from under her bed.
Inside were a set of leather underwear and some toys.
A joyful expression appeared on Zhang Jing's face. She reached out and took out the leather underwear with the two remote-controlled vibrators attached, rubbing it against her face. "Ah, this is great. With you, I can...hey..." Then, she took out the instruction manual and CD, read the manual first, then put the CD into the VCD player, intently watching the screen.
"Ah...ah...hmm, good man, use it a little more, then pour it in. Ah, it's so full, my stomach is going to burst, ah, no, it's coming out."
Zhang Jing was stunned by everything on the screen. Although she had heard of enemas before, she had never seen one. On television, a beautiful woman was given about a liter of water, her stomach swollen like a five-month pregnant woman, her face contorted in pain, yet her moans contained a hint of pleasure. This piqued Zhang Jing's curiosity. When the man forcefully stomped on her stomach, a stream of yellowish fecal matter gushed from her anus, and the woman's face was filled with bliss.
"Why is this? An enema, wow, so much water coming out from here," Zhang Jing gently stroked her anus, still holding the anal sphincter, "what would it feel like to be poured into my stomach?" Thinking about it, Zhang Jing couldn't help but feel eager to try it, but she was also a little afraid. While hesitating, she suddenly found a large enema syringe in the box, with a rubber tube attached to the needle tip—clearly a special device for her own enema.
"Oh, I didn't realize I'd already bought one." Zhang Jing was somewhat surprised. She felt she had indeed gone to an adult store, but she couldn't remember what she had bought.
“Enema kit, enema kit,” Zhang Jing thought, pulling out another bag from under the bed. Inside were sealed packets of medicine labeled “Concentrated enema solution, add 400 ml of water per packet.”
“This…this stuff?” Zhang Jing’s mind was a mess. She didn’t know what was happening to her, but when her gaze fell on the syringe again, a hungry look returned to her face. Her hand trembled as she reached for the syringe. Years of education and pride struggled against the intense hypnosis, but the powerful hypnosis ultimately prevailed. The moment Zhang Jing’s hand touched the syringe, all resistance failed. She grabbed the syringe and the enema solution and ran into the bathroom. (
Chapter 8 of Beautiful Reporter Zhang Jing)
“What orders did you give her? How can she be so skilled?” Sun Juan asked Xiao Ma, staring at the monitor. On the monitor, Zhang Jing skillfully prepared the enema solution, filled the syringe, removed the massage stick from her anus, inserted the rubber tube, and forcefully injected all 200 milliliters of liquid into her rectum. She then sat on the toilet, gently massaging her slightly protruding belly, sometimes clenching her teeth to suppress the strong urge to defecate, sometimes relaxing her body to feel the enema solution churning in her stomach.
"It's simple," I told her, "you'll really, really want to be like the woman in the DVD. After watching it, you'll learn everything about her, and it'll be like you've done it many times." See, she learned it completely after just one viewing of your DVD. But, can just this one time really make her obsessed with enemas? "Xiao Ma said smugly, his hand already restlessly slipping inside Sun Juan's clothes.
Sun Juan only hummed, closing her eyes and letting Xiao Ma's hand grasp her full breasts. "Of course," he said, "don't you even need to ask? Don't you think about what she does?" The solution contained three addictive Chinese herbs and a drug to contract the sphincter muscles. It not only made her addicted to enemas, but also, combined with ecstasy, enhanced her anal sphincter contraction ability. However, there was a drawback: she would develop chronic constipation later on, meaning she wouldn't be able to defecate on her own without enemas. Sun Juan said, enjoying Xiao Ma's gentle caresses.
"Wow, so amazing. No wonder you're the hen of the twelve zodiac animals." Xiao Ma said, pinching Sun Juan's hard nipple hard. "
Ah, you brat. Stop pinching me, stop it, come on." Sun Juan slapped Xiao Ma's hand away, then quickly stripped naked, lay on the bed, and glanced at Xiao Ma with seductive eyes, "Let me see if you, this stallion, still have any strength left?"
"Ha, you wait and see, I'll make you lay eggs obediently, and then lie there and hatch a brood of chicks. " "With that, Xiao Ma thrust his 25-centimeter-long penis forward.
Sun Juan groaned as she was pressed down, spreading her legs and clamping them tightly around Xiao Ma's waist, pushing hard inside. Xiao Ma's thick penis was swallowed whole by Sun Juan's vagina, and the room was immediately filled with their panting and the sounds of their bodies colliding. However, there was also a third sound mixed in, the sound coming from the monitor: Zhang Jing's moans. It turned out that Xiao Ma had not only installed spy cameras all over Zhang Jing's house, but also many microphones, recording everything in real time."
After injecting 200 ml of enema solution, Zhang Jing, experiencing her first enema, immediately felt the unique pleasure. The specially prepared enema solution churned and stimulated her rectum, creating a subtle, tingling sensation that intensified the urge to defecate. The anxiety of potentially ejaculating yet being unable to release this tension, ironically, stimulated her libido, making her vagina even more wet. Zhang Jing reached
down and turned on the vibrating dildo that she hadn't removed from her vagina. It immediately began vibrating intensely inside, a sensation almost reaching her internal organs that nearly caused her anus to leak. However, unwilling to relinquish the enema solution's stimulation of her rectum, she inserted the anal dildo into her anus, plugging the enema fluid that was about to leak out. To prevent the contents of her stomach from spilling out, Zhang Jing desperately contracted her lower body muscles, which further stimulated the two pressure-controlled dildos, causing them to vibrate with even greater power.
This vicious cycle brought Zhang Jing wave after wave of orgasms, finally culminating in her first orgasm after the enema. This inverted climax completely knocked Zhang Jing unconscious. She sat on the toilet, her head drooping limply to one side, saliva dribbling from the corner of her mouth in a long, thin stream that reached the floor.
After the climax, her anus no longer had the strength to grip the vibrator; the vibrator was slowly pushed out by the peristalsis of her rectum. As the vibrator fell out of her anus, yellow feces gushed out. The pent-up desire released in an instant brought Zhang Jing, still basking in the afterglow of her previous orgasm, to another climax. The entire bathroom was filled with the painful yet pleasurable screams of a woman during orgasm. These sounds further fueled Xiao Ma and Sun Juan's sense of conquest on the other side. The two embraced, trembling and releasing their pent-up desires amidst Zhang Jing's screams of climax.
Zhang Jing sat on the toilet for about half an hour before she barely regained some strength. Today, she had reached multiple orgasms. Although Xiao Ma had hypnotized her, her body had reached its limit. She roughly washed her feces-stained lower body, struggled to climb into bed, injected the breast enhancement serum, and could no longer hold on, falling into a deep sleep. A slowly rotating vibrator was still inserted into her naked lower body.
The next morning, Zhang Jing woke up, her eyes still closed, her hand already reaching down to her lower body, gripping the vibrator and thrusting it forcefully. With her eyes closed, her two snow-white thighs spread open, one hand gripping the vibrator and forcefully inserting it deep into her vagina, the other hand grasping her breasts, swollen from the injection. Streams of vaginal fluid were drawn out by the vibrator, flowing over her perineum and wetting her anus.
Since her first enema yesterday, Zhang Jing's anus had become extremely sensitive due to the medication in the enema solution. She groped around on the bed with one hand and quickly found the anal vibrator. Turning it on, and using the pre-existing vaginal fluid, she forcefully pushed the entire vibrator into her rectum, then contracted her lower body muscles. The two vibrators immediately began to vibrate rapidly.
Zhang Jing thrust in and out forcefully, the two thick vibrators moving in and out of her tender pink vagina between her snow-white thighs and black pubic hair. Zhang Jing's proud face now wore the expression of a wanton woman, and she unconsciously moaned. All of this was filmed and recorded in real time.
Her body, transformed by ecstasy, struggled to reach orgasm without a man's semen, so Zhang Jing masturbated for over half an hour before finally reaching climax, collapsing limply onto the bed, the sheets completely soaked with vaginal fluid and sweat. Zhang Jing shook her head, clearing her mind. She slowly got out of bed, first injecting the last two bottles of breast enhancement serum into her breasts, then slowly walked into the bathroom to shower. After washing herself, Zhang Jing stood naked in front of the mirror, looking at her reflection.
The mirror showed a standard beauty: long, jet-black hair piled on top of her head, an oval face, bright, expressive eyes beneath slender, curved eyebrows, a high, straight nose, and a slightly upturned mouth. Her thin lips, though unpainted, were bright red and moist, making one want to taste their sweetness. Below her straight neck, her two full breasts showed no signs of sagging, their bright red nipples pointing upwards.
Zhang Jing gently stroked her breasts with both hands; the soft flesh changed shape at her touch, immediately returning to its firm, pointed shape when her hands left.
Her lower abdomen was flat and taut, without an ounce of excess fat. Below her slender waist, her buttocks were perfectly rounded, with upturned tips. Between her two long, straight thighs, a dark forest of hair revealed a tender pink slit, the bright red clitoris peeking out. Below her plump calves, her feet were delicate, her ten toes endearing.
Zhang Jing hadn't seen herself naked in a long time. Her hands involuntarily began to caress her smooth skin from top to bottom. Her slender, spring-onion-like fingers, stroking her milky-white skin, quickly aroused her desire. If she hadn't been thinking about going to work, she almost would have masturbated in front of the mirror again.
Returning to the bedroom, Zhang Jing picked up the leather panties on the bedside table. Touching the two vibrators, an excited blush rose on her face, and her breathing became rapid. She sat on the edge of the bed, forcefully spreading her legs, and slowly pulled the panties up from below. As the vibrators approached, Zhang Jing became even more excited, her vagina already glistening with moisture.
Zhang Jing used her fingers to scoop out some vaginal fluid from her vagina and carefully smeared it on the two vibrators. The black vibrators gleamed, attracting Zhang Jing. Zhang Jing swallowed, aimed the two vibrators at her vagina and anus, then took a deep breath and thrust them in all at once. "Ah, good, so big," Zhang Jing groaned long. Then she inhaled, tightened her waist, and fastened the buckle on her waist. A small red light in the center of her lower body lit up, making her look even more lewd.
Zhang Jing stood up and took a few steps. With each step, she could feel the two vibrators moving back and forth inside her. Although she hadn't turned them on yet, she was already feeling overwhelmed. Her nipples were hard as pebbles. When she put on the black massage bra, the black, shiny leather bra against her snow-white skin made Zhang Jing indescribably alluring. Slipping into her usual suit skirt, Zhang Jing saw a sharp and capable female reporter in the mirror. But no one would suspect that beneath that well-fitting outfit lay something so lewd.
"Sister Zhang, you look so beautiful today!"
Zhang Jing heard someone call her from behind as soon as she entered the office. "Really?" Zhang Jing unconsciously puffed out her chest. Three days of taking six doses of breast enhancement serum had significantly enlarged her breasts, making them appear even more magnificent.
"Li Qian, you little rascal, where have you been these past few days?" Zhang Jing asked with a smile.
Li Qian, dressed in a full tracksuit and holding a notebook, said happily, "The boss just gave me an assignment to interview people about the recent price increases and how they're reacting. Wow, I didn't expect such a big task after only a few days."
"Hmph, don't get too cocky. You have to choose the right angle for this issue. You can't let people think you're too biased towards the government, nor can you let the public think you're just making excuses for the government's price increases. It's not easy to strike that balance. Don't worry, if you have any questions, just come to me. After all, I'm your senior!" Zhang Jing said generously.
"Thank you, senior. You and my sister are so alike. Every day you're telling me to pay attention to this and that.
I'm all grown up now, I don't need that anymore." Li Qian smiled mischievously.
"Ah, little girl, you dare say I'm nagging?" Zhang Jing said, pretending to hit her. Li Qian laughed and ran away, leaving a string of silvery laughter in the room.
Ah, seeing Li Qian run out, Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief and slumped into a chair. Li Qian's shout behind her had startled Zhang Jing, causing her body to involuntarily contract. The two vibrators inside her had started, vibrating rapidly and occasionally extending and retracting, hitting Zhang Jing's clitoris several times during the conversation, giving Zhang Jing a great stimulation.
To avoid Li Qian hearing the motor of the vibrator, Zhang Jing squeezed her legs together tightly, but this only intensified the pleasure. Within minutes, Zhang Jing felt she was about to climax. Only after Li Qian left was Zhang Jing able to sit down and relieve her intense sexual desire.
After working for a while, Zhang Jing saw that her colleagues were all working diligently and no one was paying attention to her, so she relaxed. But immediately, she realized that the two vibrators couldn't bring her much pleasure.
"No, this is work, I can't," Zhang Jing told herself. But the dam of reason was so fragile, quickly breached by the torrent of desire. Zhang Jing took out a small calculator, looked at the numbers on the LCD screen, hesitated for a moment, and finally entered the password.
"Mmm, mmm," Zhang Jing clenched her teeth, swallowing the moan that was about to escape her lips. To achieve a deeper orgasm, Zhang Jing had doubled the size and vibration frequency of the vibrators. The two vibrators contracted and vibrated alternately in her vagina and anus, occasionally releasing weak electric currents. Zhang Jing gradually lost control of her body, feeling herself slowly flying, flashes of white light appearing before her eyes, as if heaven was right before her.
"Miss Zhang, Miss Zhang," just as she was about to reach her climax, a voice seemed to come from a very distant place, calling to Zhang Jing.
"Mmm," Zhang Jing dared not open her mouth; if she did, she would let out a wanton moan.
Standing beside her was Xiao Ma. "Miss Zhang, my calculator is broken. Could I borrow this one?"
With that, Xiao Ma picked up the calculator in front of Zhang Jing.
"Ah, this… ah… mmm," Zhang Jing was startled, about to say no, but just then, the vibrator suddenly accelerated, simultaneously releasing two electric currents. The terror of being stared at, the fear of being discovered, and the guilty conscience of stealing, brought Zhang Jing to a small climax.
Zhang Jing stiffened, seeing Xiao Ma still watching her, his face showing suspicion and curiosity. Afraid that Xiao Ma would discover her secret, she thought that since he couldn't possibly know the password, lending it to him wouldn't be a problem. So she nodded vigorously, signaling Xiao Ma to take the calculator.
Xiao Ma turned away, secretly laughing to himself. This silly woman, just wait and see how I get you today. I'll make you so happy you won't even know north. Thinking about starting to enter the password, "4, 5, 6, 3..."
Suddenly, Xiao Ma's phone rang. He looked at it and quickly answered, "Hello, big brother... What, no, but I've already... can't, what's wrong? I'm just doing this... yes... yes... I won't do anything. Let her rest. But, this will... okay, I'll listen... yes, I understand. What, the day after tomorrow night, that's too short a time, I'm afraid... yes... I'll definitely try my best. Yes, I'll go prepare now."
Xiao Ma hung up and turned off the calculator. "Little bitch, you're lucky. But, the day after tomorrow, you'll be mine, and then, I'll... hehehehe..."
"Miss Zhang, thank you, I'm done."
Zhang Jing spent most of the morning in trepidation before Xiao Ma finally returned the remote control. During this time, the two vibrators had brought Zhang Jing to orgasm several times. If it weren't for the two absorbent layers similar to menstrual belts added to the edges of her leather underwear, Zhang Jing would have been soaking wet by now. However, Zhang Jing felt the absorbent pads were nearing their limit. If she continued with such unrestrained orgasms, she might not make it to the end of the workday, and her chair would be a flood again.
Fortunately, Xiao Ma returned the remote control, and Zhang Jing quickly turned off the two vibrators, letting her body, almost exhausted from the orgasms, rest for a bit. After returning the remote, Xiao Ma went into the editor-in-chief's office. After a while, he tidied up some things, took some videotapes from his desk, and left.
For the rest of the afternoon, Zhang Jing hovered on the edge of orgasm. Although she was fully capable of reaching orgasm, after checking herself in the restroom at noon, Zhang Jing knew that her underwear could only support her for a maximum of three orgasms; otherwise, her vaginal fluid would flow down her thighs.
Finally, after work, Zhang Jing got home and stripped off her clothes. When she unhooked her massage bra, a pair of breasts that had been compressed all day popped out. In just two days, under the influence of the powerful breast enhancement agent, Zhang Jing's bust size rapidly increased from 33B to 34D, becoming firm and full, with a pair of bright red nipples pointing upwards.
Zhang Jing gently lifted her breasts, stood in front of the mirror, and turned around. The woman's perfect bust in the mirror was intoxicating. Zhang Jing looked at herself in the mirror and smiled proudly. Then, she unfastened her leather panties, and some vaginal fluid had already flowed out, leaving two wet streaks on her pantyhose. "Ah, I have so much fluid."
When she pulled out the vibrator, the vaginal fluid that had accumulated inside her flowed out all at once. Zhang Jing reached down, dipped her hand in it, and gently licked it. Having accumulated lust all afternoon, she could finally release it. Zhang Jing's reason had completely collapsed. She took the thickest vibrator from a box under the bed and, with the vaginal fluid still flowing, inserted it all the way in.
"Ah..." The fullness from the thick vibrator felt like it completely filled her body. When the head of the vibrator hit her cervix, Zhang Jing felt her heart was about to jump out of her mouth. After insertion, Zhang Jing's legs went weak. She sat on the floor beside the bed, leaning against the bed, thrusting forcefully, each stroke reaching the deepest part of her body. "Ah... good, ah, um, um, so good, good brother, fuck me to death." Zhang Jing cried out incoherently, climbing towards the peak of orgasm.
Knock knock knock knock, "Miss Zhang, Miss Zhang Jing, your package," just then, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
"Ugh, how annoying, making me feel stuck." Zhang Jing wanted not to answer, but the courier at the door wouldn't leave, continuing to knock.
"Ah, hello, sir. Excuse me, does Miss Zhang Jing live here?" Seeing a man come out of a nearby unit, the courier quickly asked.
"Yes, I just saw her come back, she won't go out." The man replied.
"Who asked you to interfere?" Zhang Jing thought angrily. Knowing she couldn't avoid it, she pulled out the vibrator from her lower body, put on a bathrobe, and pretended to be taking a shower. "Coming, please wait a moment," Zhang Jing called out, reaching the door and opening it.
"Miss Zhang, your express... ah... delivery." The deliveryman looked up and froze.
Standing before him was a beautiful woman with long, black hair cascading over her shoulders, a flushed face, and moist, bright red lips. Her small tongue occasionally licked the corners of her mouth, as if extending an invitation. Her breasts, without a bra, revealed two bright red nipples beneath the thin bathrobe, rising and falling gently with her breath.
Two snow-white arms were exposed, their skin smooth and delicate. Because she wasn't wearing underwear, and the front of her bathrobe was wet, a dark shadow could be seen through the semi-transparent fabric below her abdomen. Most of her long, straight thighs were exposed, and a pair of delicate little feet wearing pink slippers dangled from her rounded ankles.
The younger brother and the man next door stared blankly at Zhang Jing, their penises involuntarily erect.
Seeing the two men staring at her, Zhang Jing looked down and realized how revealing her attire was. But Zhang Jing felt the men's gaze gave her a new kind of pleasure, so she deliberately reached out to hold onto the door frame, making her bathrobe cling even tighter, her two hard nipples protruding from it. She gently raised one leg, placing it on the step, exposing more of her snow-white thighs to the air, while the garden between her legs was also faintly visible; with just a slight turn of the head, one could see the dark pubic hair.
The two men were completely stunned. Saliva was drooling from the older man's mouth, and the deliveryman's pants were visibly bulging. The two men's breathing grew heavier and heavier; if it weren't daytime, they might have pounced on him.
Zhang Jing asked softly, "Little brother, what's wrong?"
The deliveryman then reacted, "Ah, your... your package."
"Hey, wait a minute, I'll go get a pen." With that, Zhang Jing turned and walked into the house. The swaying of her hips attracted the two men. Zhang Jing could feel their eyes focused on her buttocks. The feeling of being stared at so openly gave Zhang Jing a strong sense of pleasure. She deliberately twisted her hips and walked back and forth in the hallway, pretending to look for a pen. "Oh, where's my pen? I can't find it."

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