【The Dean's Twelve Beauties】(16)

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Chapter Sixteen

. The wife quietly watched Xue Mei arrive, pondering Sun Siqi's instructions. The tingling, itchy feeling in her vagina grew

stronger. Xue Mei stroked her wife's head and sighed, "Alas... why must my sister suffer so much?" She

touched her wife's parted vulva,
dipped her index finger in the muddy vaginal fluid on her thick labia, and sucked on it. She continued, "You're so strong

. I can't stand this kind of itching."
"You... don't say that." The wife felt her head starting to spin again, and

the intense pleasure from Xue Mei's touch on her vulva was like an electric shock, instantly shattering the relentless itching. But as soon as she removed her hand, the

pain returned.
"Huh? You're awake? It seems there's something wrong with our medicine." Xue Mei looked at her wife in surprise.
The wife pondered Xue Mei's words, recalling Sun Siqi's constant reminders that time was running out. It seemed Xue Mei believed

she should be unconscious, but the antidote Sun Siqi had given her had brought her to a brief moment of clarity.

Should she continue feigning unconsciousness, or betray Sun Siqi?
Sun Siqi… The wife immediately devised a foolproof plan.
"Um… I… I promise you," she stammered, feigning a half-awake state.
"Promise us what?" Xue Mei asked.
"Promise to be your… um…" She couldn't bring herself to say the words.
"You mean a sex slave?"
"Yes," the wife silently vowed, hoping this was the best option. According to Sun Siqi's analysis, once

inside this house, becoming a sex slave was inevitable; the sooner she became one, the less suffering she'd endured, and she'd gain some freedom

. Continuing to feign
sleep seemed contrived, while betraying Sun Siqi would leave her even more isolated in the future. It would be better to

divert Xue Mei's attention elsewhere, making her forget why she was awake. Seeing Xue Mei

's excited expression, the wife knew she had succeeded.
"Oh? Not as our sex slave, but as the master's sex slave. You only belong to the master. There's no

rush ! Come on! Get up and go take a bath with your sister." Xue Mei pretended to be calm, but couldn't hide her joy.

Her voice rose several decibels. She
removed the handcuffs from her wife's ankles and led her to the bathroom. Looking at her wife's hands clasped behind her back, she hesitated

for a moment, then said, "Sister, I know it's too humiliating for a woman to have someone else help her bathe

. I'll trust you this time and let you wash yourself
. Don't let me down." With that, she unlocked her wife's handcuffs, turned, and closed the door.
Her wife sat by the bathtub, her hands numb from being restrained for so long. After resting for over twenty minutes, she

first relieved herself on the toilet, then turned on the shower and began to thoroughly wash her body…
The water cascaded over her, but tears streamed down her face. She felt incredibly dirty, constantly scrubbing

her tight, white skin. Semen and sweat could be washed away, but the endless humiliation was something else entirely. "They won't fall off." She meticulously

cleaned every corner of her body, her
hands sliding upwards along the slender curves of her waist, finally stopping below her breasts. She

bit , clutching her large, alabaster breasts—

just two mounds of fat, so why did
they have such a powerful allure for others? Everyone she met… it seemed that men and women

alike wanted to touch or even bite them. Not to mention those rabid rapists, who seemed to be excitedly trying

to crush her breasts. Even her own
mother had secretly touched them while she pretended to be asleep.
The wife angrily squeezed her large breasts, the pain making her… She grimaced. What was so good about them anyway

?! They were so heavy, pressing against her chest, making everything inconvenient. Luckily, the base of her breasts was very firm,

so even without a bra, they only sagged slightly,
unlike other women with large breasts who let them hang like sacks. It seemed these enormous breasts were

the root of all evil. The wife gritted her teeth, wishing she could tear them off her body, but amidst the pain came a tingling

pleasure that unexpectedly triggered a
shiver. It felt like the eerie mother in her dream, nailing her to the cross of judgment.

The pain was unbearable. She gently caressed the surface of her breasts; the comfortable feeling was indescribable,

like more and more ants crawling
across her heart, numb... Itchy and empty, instinctively urging you to want more…
Under the hot water, the wife's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed. This was the first time in recent times that she had tried

to caress herself, but she discovered that her body seemed to have changed strangely from that of a young girl—

perhaps more sensitive and more easily aroused! These
changes had already been proven in her past unbearable experiences. Even with those she hated most, although

she would try her best to resist before any contact occurred, as soon as they began to forcefully play with her body, the self-proclaimed

strong female teacher would quickly lose
her mind and swiftly surrender to her rising desires.
Could it be? Is this really her true nature? The question that had arisen many times before resurfaced in her mind.
"No, it's not like that!" The wife hurriedly let go, shaking her head desperately,

terrified by the question she had raised. Even though she loudly denied it, she wasn't confident in the answer she was giving. "Why am I so

sensitive ? It must be the drugs they used on me, those
damned drugs! Yes! They're all here!" This was the answer that satisfied his wife. Her sensitivity and lust

were ultimately caused by the director's aphrodisiacs. His wife used her slender fingers to scrub her delicate private parts. She didn't know

how many aphrodisiacs and
foul-smelling semen those demons and ghosts had applied to them, defiling the pure soil deep within her body. These were the root of

her filth and depravity. She desperately rubbed, trying to wash away the aphrodisiacs and semen, but Zhong Yi's ejaculation always

occurred deep within her uterus, leaving very
little at the vaginal opening. No matter how much she scrubbed, she couldn't clean it; instead, she felt a burning desire, unable to extricate herself.
The hot water continued to flow, but a sweet, suppressed moan filled the bathroom. The sound,

faint and indistinct the air, and even with the tap running at full blast, it couldn't be completely masked… Time passed unnoticed.

After a long, hot, sticky
sigh, everything fell silent, leaving only the wife's limp, convulsing, snow-white body on the floor. Her

alluring eyes were half-closed, her brows and eyes brimming with the seductive passion of extreme satisfaction. But if you delved into

the depths of her heart, you would unexpectedly discover an
endless sorrow and despair. The wife now clearly realized that certain pure

things had been lost forever, never to be found again.
Although she had found momentary satisfaction in the caresses, the fire of desire within her had not subsided. The wife picked up

a bath towel and carefully dried her body. On the table beside her lay a pair of shiny black knee-high leather boots. She picked up

the boots , beneath which lay a pair of silk
thongs. Because her buttocks were so large, thongs would squeeze the narrow fabric into her ample cleft,

so she almost always wore conservative, oversized boxer briefs. Were these on the table for her? Anyway,

something is better than nothing. She picked up the pink panties,
ready to put them on, only to discover upon opening them that they were open-crotch. The triangular opening that only covered her vulva

had a slit, with a string of white pearls running down the middle.
"God! This is worse than not wearing anything at all," the wife muttered to herself. Wearing these narrow panties meant making

her private parts even more prominent. The open-crotch design couldn't cover her vulva at all, and the string of white pearls ran

from above her labia down to her buttocks.
Wearing these panties was even more lewd than not wearing anything at all. The wife thought silently, her restlessness growing stronger.

She began to crave self-care again. She wrapped herself in a bath towel, picked up her leather boots, and prepared to put them on. Although she was nearly 1.8 meters tall

with legs almost 1.2 meters long, she had
slender, size 36 feet. The boots Xue Mei provided seemed to be a size smaller,

and her bound feet felt a bit cramped. After putting on one, the wife noticed the boot's strangeness. The sole was hard with

a steep curve, while the toe was rounded
and very soft, like a horseshoe. Even more surprising was the heel, about five centimeters high. Given the steep

curve, the heel should have been 13 centimeters, but these boots had no heel at the back.
"These won't fit either!" the wife shook her head. Due to her height, she had never even worn high heels,

let alone such difficult heelless boots; she definitely wouldn't be able to walk in them. The wife wrapped the bath towel around her breasts,

pressing down on her chest with one hand,
but it couldn't cover her vulva and plump buttocks. She opened the door; Xue Mei was waiting for her outside.
"Sister, there are some rules I need to remind you of." Xue Mei looked at the rosy-cheeked beauty emerging from the water and said,

"Did you just relieve yourself without permission?"
The wife covered her legs with her hands, looked at Xue Mei shyly, and nodded. "Hmm, what's the difference between relieving yourself without permission?"
"Yes, here, female slaves have designated times for defecating, and you're not allowed to relieve yourself without permission. And you were just touching your cunt,

weren't you?" Xue Mei asked.
"Don't say such unpleasant things." The wife protested. How did Xue Mei know so much? Was

there a camera in the bathroom? The wife couldn't help but marvel at the perverted design of this house.
"Whether it's touching your cunt without permission or caressing your breasts, it's strictly forbidden. Because our

bodies belong to our master..." Seeing that her wife was a little displeased, she softened her tone and continued, "It might feel a little strange

at first , but you'll get
used to it gradually. Why aren't you wearing the clothes I gave you?"
"Where are the clothes?" The wife asked knowingly. Could those lewd silk panties even be called clothes?
"Hurry up and put them on, I won't be angry with you anymore. I'll take you to eat after you're dressed." Xue Mei pushed her wife into the bathroom,

and then she followed in.
"It's too revealing. Can I change into something else?" Her wife spread open her panties, pleading with Xue Mei.
"They're all like this, what's there to be afraid of? It's not like we haven't seen them before," Xue Mei replied.
Under Xue Mei's supervision, her wife had no choice but to put on her

panties

. After she put them on, Xue Mei even helped pull them up a bit. The narrow pink silk was sandwiched between her wife's deep buttocks, and the rather alluring white pearls were even more stuck in her wet honey hole. "Mmm..." Her wife tried to take a step
, the friction of her thighs causing the pearls, dipped in honey, to quickly rotate in her tender lips, feeling quite uncomfortable.
After she was dressed, Xue Mei folded her wife's hands behind her back again, handcuffed them together, and pressed her

wife's arms, adjusting the angle of the handcuffs to make her wife's voluptuous breasts protrude even more exaggeratedly. Since

there was no way to escape, the wife obediently allowed herself to be handcuffed.
But the moment the towel slipped from her breasts, she regretted it, her fair skin exposed again.

She huddled up like a mimosa, ashamed.
Xuemei then helped her put on her boots. The boots, which were originally over-the-knee, only reached slightly below the knees on her wife's straight and slender legs

. The boot openings were much wider than her slender calves, but the four evenly distributed leather straps

secured them firmly, tightly wrapping around her wife's
soft thighs. The soft leather felt like it was part of her legs. Xuemei added

two , so her wife couldn't shake them off. Her wife tried to stand up, her ten toes bearing her entire

weight, as if she were dancing ballet. She couldn't maintain
her balance and suddenly fell backward. Xuemei quickly caught her and helped her into the corridor.
"Could you change into a different pair? I can't walk like this," her wife asked. Xuemei was nearly 20 centimeters shorter than her

, and with the difference in heels, the height difference was almost 25 centimeters. It was less like Xuemei was supporting her and more like she was

carrying her shoulders, dragging her along.
"These are called 'heelless hoof boots,' specially prepared for you," Xuemei said, supporting her much taller wife effortlessly

.
Specially prepared? The wife took a few steps. Controlling these bizarre heelless boots required a great deal of

physical strength. Just standing still exhausted her arches and toes; walking was more tiring than rock climbing. The toes were very

rounded and soft, shaped like horseshoes. It seemed they were specifically designed
to counter her Taekwondo, weakening her leg strength through the ultra-high heel and heelless design. And if she

wanted to unleash a burst of power, the soft toe would act as a cushion, so even if she was hit, it wouldn't hurt. These high-heeled leather boots were indeed prepared for

her . It seemed
the director had long planned to train her into a sex slave.
The wife was helped into the restaurant. The restaurant's design wasn't particularly special; the bar and cabinets were just...

The villa was larger than usual, with only the central dining table being slightly different. The oval-shaped table resembled a conference

table, with a chair at each end and
six pairs of chairs facing each other in the middle, a total of fourteen chairs fixed around the table by iron posts. Just as the wife was about

to sit down, Xue Mei stopped her.
"Hey... don't rush, there are assigned seats here. Here! Over here!" Xue Mei helped her wife take

a few more steps to a seat a little further away. The wife noticed her ID photo printed on the back of the chair;

she wondered where these thugs had found it. The wife
was exhausted and eagerly sat down, but the moment her buttocks touched the chair, she jumped up.
"What?" The wife looked back at the chair; the instant she sat down, a cylindrical object had pressed against her plump, round

buttocks. Upon closer inspection, it was a black dildo. Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she stammered,

"This...how...who...who put
this...this thing here?"
"No one put it here. It's on all the chairs we're sitting on. Look!" Following Xuemei's finger, the wife looked and

indeed, all six pairs of chairs in the middle had these black dildos. The chairs at the ends were larger than the ones in the middle, and

the material was different. As for whether they were the same design,
the wife's view was blocked by the dining table, so she couldn't see clearly.
"Come on, swallow it." Xuemei slowly pressed down on her wife's shoulders. The wife looked at Xuemei in confusion, not

knowing Xuemei wanted her to use her lower mouth.
"First time using it, let me help you." Xuemei's slender hand slid between her wife's legs, instructing

her to relax her legs while gently caressing her lips. Xuemei's movements were very gentle,

similar to the way her wife used to do it in the bathroom, but others would feel
somewhat repulsed by such caresses. The panties were already open-crotch, and with the slippery white pearls adding to their shine, Xue Mei's

teasing was quite effective. Within minutes, her wife's labia were twice as wet. Xue Mei pushed the pearls aside,

parted her wife's labia with her fingers, and slowly guided her
to aim the dildo.
"Thrust your waist forward a little more, stick your buttocks out, yes, very good!" Xue Mei praised, the head of the dildo

already pressed against her wife's tender lips.
Who designed such a perverted chair? Doesn't everyone who wants to sit down have to have a dildo inserted into their vagina? Her wife

had learned quite a bit these past few days in the brothel.
"Twist your waist, slowly rotate, sit down, yes! Down again... twist again! Hmm, almost there...

sit down again... very good!" Under Xue Mei's guidance, her wife finally sat on this perverted chair,

the black dildo
penetrating through the open-crotch, lewd panties and inserting into her vagina. She was unaware that Xue Mei had taken close-up

photos of her lewdly twisting her plump buttocks.
"Tsk tsk...girl, your butt is too big." Xuemei's reminder made the wife realize her pert buttocks

were stuck in the chair, making movement difficult.
"Hey...don't move! A full butt is nice! Men all like big butts on women. It's just

a little difficult for you to get up from here." Hearing Xuemei's words, the wife tensed up. She had only focused on sitting down

, not realizing there would be a problem standing up. The wife
tried a few times, but with her buttocks stuck in the chair, a penis inserted in her vagina, and her boots

providing get up on her own.
"Okay, it's alright if you can't stand up. I'll make it a little bigger for you later. Tsk tsk, it's really too big!"

Xuemei still exclaimed. Confirming that the wife couldn't get up, Xuemei took a remote control and pressed a

button .
"Ah...uh...what are you doing?" The wife felt the penis spinning rapidly inside her vagina, causing a tingling pain in her

tender flesh. She cried out in pain, struggling back and forth, but her

body stuck in the chair wouldn't budge. After only three seconds
, Xuemei turned off the switch.
"Hehe, I was just joking with you. Actually, the master will press this button anytime during meals, and

there's another one like this." Xuemei pressed another button, and "Mmm..." The wife let out a soft moan as

the dildo inside her went in a few centimeters. "Stop
...stop..." the wife pleaded.
"I heard that you are unfathomably deep, perfectly complementing the master's dragon. As for the dragon's drink, you and

the master are a perfect match. This is just the beginning." Xuemei looked at the markings on the remote control, which showed 11

centimeters .
"No...it's too deep, please...stop..." the wife pleaded, shaking her head.
The markings showed 15 centimeters, just half the length of the director's penis. Xuemei pursed her lips, inwardly cursing her wife

for being pretentious, but she was afraid of damaging her wife's precious organ, so she stopped. "Of course, this is the most commonly used function."

As soon as she stopped, Xue Mei pressed another
button, and the dildo inside her wife's vagina immediately swelled up.
"What? It hurts... Turn it off!" Her wife's eyes widened as she stared at Xue Mei.
"This is an inflation device, usually used to hold the female slaves in place. I heard from Master that you're quite voluptuous,"

Xue Mei said, glancing at her wife's high breasts, and adding in a jealous, sarcastic tone, "Big boobs, don't be modest

!"
Only when the dildo's glans had doubled in size, and her wife was in so much pain she couldn't make a sound, did Xue Mei finally

turn it off with satisfaction. "This is called a vaginal lock, an inflatable one. Doesn't it feel full and satisfying? Once fully inflated,

this little thing acts like a hook,
hooking your most delicate spot, making it impossible to stand up. These props are perfect for your little sister,"

Xue Mei Her wife was already stuck on the chair and couldn't stand up, and now the inflatable bladder of the dildo

filled her vagina, causing excruciating pain with the slightest movement
, forcing her to sit obediently on the narrow chair. Xue Mei watched her wife's pained

expression . She unlocked her handcuffs, placed a plate of delicate fruit salad in front of her, and said, "Eat up."
Her wife didn't know what time it was. After Xue Mei helped her finish the fruit salad, they ate

a proper meal . Then, Xue Mei led her into a small room, unlocked her handcuffs, and let her rest. The enclosed room contained only

a bed and a small television. On the elegant dressing
table were expensive cosmetics she couldn't name. Her wife casually picked up a magazine from the bookshelf, which, besides...

Aside from articles on dressing and grooming, the magazines were all pornographic, depicting naked women being played with by men.

The wives blushed and their hearts raced. Although they
kept cursing, their curious eyes were drawn to the magazines, unable to look away, especially

the images of women bound, imprisoned, and forced. The wives would scrutinize these images closely, the twisted beauty tantalizing them

…
After some time, Xue Mei opened her door again. The wives covered their breasts with their hands, looking at Xue Mei with suspicion.

Xue Mei criticized them for not knowing proper etiquette, then re-cuffed their hands above their buttocks, styled their hair into an elegant

updo, took them to dinner, and then led them to the familiar palace. “Tonight it’s the

two of us again, are you looking forward to it?” Xue Mei whispered in their wives’ ears.
Looking forward to it? The wives forced a smile, but who knew the pain in their hearts? Inside the palace, four stunningly beautiful women on twelve seats

moaned softly. The wife, preoccupied with struggling against her heelless boots, paid no heel to her surroundings

. In a daze, she wandered back into

the room .
Xuemei excitedly began arranging the room upon entering. The wife languidly sat on a leather chair, giving her

long-tortured feet a moment's rest. This chair was far more comfortable than the one she always woke up in;

besides much wider, allowing for a wider spread of her legs in an M-shape, it also had

a ring of hooks for easy securing. Next to it was a matching cabinet containing numerous intricate instruments, a

dense network of wires, and robotic arms. The wife was unaware of how many beautiful women had been reduced to

sex slaves in chairs of this type.
After a short wait, the iron gate opened, and the dean walked in. His wife hurriedly stood up from the leather chair,

trying to hide her exposed breasts, but to no avail. She turned around, but little did she know

how her slender body could conceal her ample bosom. Even from the back, the outline of her enormous breasts protruded

several centimeters from her body. The dean pinched her naturally upturned, large, plump buttocks,

startling her so much that she jumped forward. Her heelless boots made her lose her balance, and she swayed and fell into Xue Mei's arms.
Xue Mei didn't say anything, but helped her wife turn around and kneel at the dean's feet. "Master,

sex slave , hairpin slave Wang Xuemei, requests to serve you in bed. This lowly slave's body will always belong to you, and it is my honor to serve you. Please

ravage this lowly slave's body as you please." She nudged her wife, who only bent over and lowered her head to conceal her large breasts,

not knowing what to do, and responded with an "Ah?" "Call me master!" Xuemei whispered.
"M-Master." As soon as the two words left her mouth, the wife felt strange, as if she had become an animal

.
"Sigh... Xuemei has trained him well." Dean Zhong Yi unzipped his pants, revealing his hideous, thick red hunting rifle.

Xuemei moved forward and stretched her head over, but the dean shook his head and pressed his penis against the wife's face. Observing this ugly phallus

up close , the wife fearfully turned her head to the side.
"Turn around, turn around... open your mouth." Xuemei carefully prompted. The wife reluctantly turned her head,

closed her eyes and dared not look at the thick male root, tightly closing her lips, her breath seemingly stopped.
"Teacher Yao has never performed oral sex?" the dean asked.
The wife nodded. Being penetrated could at least console her with the thought of being raped, but performing oral sex on the dean was utterly

disgusting .
"Teacher Yao isn't telling the truth. She was even blow-fed by Black Dragon more than ten years ago. I saw it with my own eyes,"

the dean said mockingly, stroking her hair.
The wife frowned, her expression becoming even more troubled.
"It's okay if you don't know how to perform oral sex. I'll teach you myself today," the dean said, pressing his hands against her head

and directing his penis towards her small mouth.
"Open your eyes, open your mouth!" Xue Mei watched anxiously from the side. "Say thank you, Master."
The wife kept her eyes closed, struggling internally. Hesitantly, she instinctively repeated Xue Mei's words.

But as soon as her mouth opened, the penis shoved in, stretching her cheeks. Having already swallowed the penis, the wife

was choked by the stench and could barely breathe. She slightly opened her almond-shaped eyes to peek at the dean's enormous penis, then

closed them again in fear, squeezing out a few tears of humiliation.
The mouth, usually used to spread knowledge and nurture countless students, educating the future of the nation, is now being used for

sexual gratification , penetrated by a man with the most filthy parts. The wife is both ashamed and angry, yet she is naked except for

a pair of incredibly lewd white pearl-embellished thongs and sexy but sluggish hoof boots.

Her hands are handcuffed behind her back, truly the best illustration of helplessness.
"Bite down, Yao Jingting, bite down and it's all over." The high-pitched and melodious voice of the female anchor Sun Siqi

rang out. "Bite down, sister, I don't want to be a prey anymore." Li Xianwen's voice came from beside her ear.

"Bite down, sister-in-law, let's escape this brothel together!" It was the voice of her cousin Wang Yihan. "Bite down,

Tingting, we can't let this rogue play with us anymore." Her mother's angry voice. "Bite down, Ting'er, darling.

Come back soon, I miss you so much!" Her husband Bai Jingchen's voice.
"Yes, bite down, and it'll all be over. This is a man's lifeline. Bit it off, and let's see what this devil

will use to seduce his female compatriots then!
" "Don't bite! Have you forgotten the fulfillment and satisfaction it brings you? Without it, who else in the world can give

you this kind of pleasure?" Good heavens, that lewd voice was actually her own. The wife seemed to see herself dressed in a black

leather chair, her vital parts completely exposed, her limbs bound. She was already close to that state.
Bite! End this nightmare completely. The wife bit down.

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