[Diary of a Sex Slave 2]

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Author: Reek Tsang 　　Published on
June 27, 2016 in the forum or 　　forum 　　001 　　First 　　published 　　on 　　this 　　site
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... 　　And here are some real photos to 　　share 　　. 　　Thank 　　you 　　for 　　your 　　support 　　. 　　********** 　　... After my master's encouragement and admonitions, I decided to try again 　　, but this time I was extremely cautious, screening candidates with extra care. Several times I gave 　　up because we didn't click, the meeting felt too different, or I worried about the danger of someone being too eager. But during the long holiday, the little 　　bitch's desire for a fresh penis grew stronger. After several setbacks, my "sexual luck" finally arrived, coincidentally at a friend's 　　gathering where I met him. 　　His name was Lolo, and he was my best friend's best friend (whether he was a true best friend or just a casual sex partner, I didn't ask). 　　He was quite tall, dressed tastefully, and looked very clean. His conversation revealed a humorous Beijing accent 　　that always made me laugh. He liked to tell dirty jokes, and several times boasted about his sexual prowess. I 　　never let him off the hook, always pressing him on the issue. At first, he was boastful, but ultimately he revealed a slight boyish shyness 　　. This subtle display made me find him exceptionally cute and genuine, and I couldn't help but develop feelings for him. 　　Naturally, we exchanged WeChat contacts. When I got home, I told my owner about it. He listened carefully and seemed 　　relieved, instructing me to seize the opportunity and report any developments immediately. That 　　meant I was halfway there! The next few days were filled with flirting. Although he occasionally made lewd jokes, he 　　was generally very polite. As the weekend approached, he suggested we go out for dinner and a movie. 　　I was secretly delighted; he'd finally taken the bait! After telling my owner, he seemed very excited, and I, of course 　　, was even more so, quickly getting myself all dolled up. 　　We chatted for a while at the restaurant, and then he suggested going to the movies. I couldn't resist a little trick, pretending to be 　　slightly unwell. Seeing my discomfort, he asked if I was alright. I replied that we shouldn't 　　go to the cinema, but rather come to his house for a more comfortable movie. He readily agreed 　　and got up to get his car. 　　He was a very humorous boy, and I laughed non-stop with him the whole way. My liking for him increased rapidly 　　. Thinking about the sex that was about to happen, I was even more excited. My lower body was leaking fluid again, and 　　I was worried that he would find out that the car seat was wet. My face was flushed. During our conversation, his eyes would occasionally sweep over me 　　, and his unintentional up-and-down look made me even more nervous and excited. 　　[2] 　　We arrived at his house soon. I looked around and found that the house was as clean as his clothes and appearance, which 　　made me like him even more. I asked him to turn on the TV and started to seriously show me a movie. Although 　　I didn't really intend to do so, his humor and cuteness made me feel very comfortable, so there was no need to "rush" 　　too fast. I pretended to be reserved and sat on the sofa to watch the movie with him. At the same time, I took advantage of the "free time" 　　to call the owner. 　　Sitting side-by-side, strangers to each other, even his jokes couldn't hide the awkwardness. I had to 　　resort to my old tricks, asking if I could "grant" him a drink. He politely asked what I liked to drink, and I said, "Something that gets you drunk easily!" 　　As soon as I said it, I felt embarrassed. Suddenly, I realized the implication—no, the hint—was too obvious. 　　I quickly said that I'd drink so I wouldn't seem so "awkward," though it was still a lame excuse. He tacitly understood 　　and found a bottle of aged whiskey, pouring it for both of us. 　　Actually, I'm completely intolerant of alcohol. After two sips, I was already a little dizzy, and my lewd senses were 　　amplified even more. I was completely distracted from the movie, my mind filled with fantasies of letting my master see my lewd 　　behavior and hear the moans and groans I made while being penetrated. Just thinking about it made my vaginal fluids gush out like a spring. 　　I imagine his face was already flushed crimson. I turned to look at him, and he, sensing my gaze, turned back 　　. I stared at him, then mustered my courage and slowly approached his cheek, reaching out to stroke his face, then gently 　　dipping my hand into his hair. His sideburns were neat and thick, short—a peculiar trait of mine; I've always loved 　　men with stubble. I couldn't resist kissing him. His hair and beard exuded a strong masculine energy 　　, and I was intoxicated by the wonderful scent. My mouth and nose were buried in his hair, breathing heavily, hot breath escaping my lips. 　　This confirmed my ulterior motive for coming to his house to watch a movie. He turned and embraced me, kissing me fiercely. 　　His lips were sweet; I couldn't tell if he'd just drunk wine or honey. My tongue invaded his mouth, savoring every drop .

The deliciousness of his saliva.
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I stroked his hair, his back, his chest, and slowly moved down, and before I knew it, I had reached into
his underwear to explore. When my fingers suddenly touched a fleshy, hot piece of iron, as if I had been electrocuted,
I couldn't hold back any longer. My vagina gushed out gushing fluid, and I shamelessly reached into my skirt and started
playing with my clitoris through my underwear.
Seeing how wanton I was, he suddenly pulled off my soaked white lace panties, and my smooth vulva
was no longer hidden, but completely exposed in front of him. He looked at my cleanly shaved genitals with surprise
, then smiled knowingly at me and asked, "You slut, did you come to me with ulterior motives?"
Hearing his direct insult, I was greatly stimulated and turned my head away, nodding shyly and not daring to make a sound. Having received
this confirmation, he immediately and roughly removed my hand from my clitoris and began rubbing it with his large fingers.
The pressure was both intense and painful, making me cry out, "Ah! No...don't..."
The more I cried out, the faster his pace became, making me writhe and beg for mercy, almost unable to stop.
"Does this slut want to be fucked?" he asked.
"Mmm...so...so...ah!" Before I could finish speaking, he inserted two fingers into my vagina and began stirring.
"Tsk tsk, so much water, this slut has been eager to be fucked for a long time!"
"From...when I first met you...I...started fantasizing about being fucked by your...cock..." I reached out and pulled
off his underwear, then began vigorously stroking him with my hand.
"Don't you want to taste my cock?" he said.
I was lying flat on my back with him on top of me, but suddenly he stood up, straddling my legs and kneeling on top of me
. I quickly propped myself up and tried to reach his penis with my mouth, taking it in before I could even examine it properly. He immediately pressed one hand against
the back of my head, and I understood his intention. I forcefully swallowed his penis even deeper, and this sudden deep throat made
me gag repeatedly, my saliva splattering everywhere. I quickly licked this unfamiliar
penis clean, every vein, every crevice around the glans.
When the pace slowed down, I finally got a clear look at this behemoth through the close contact of my tongue and mouth. As I kissed its
base and took his testicles into my mouth, stroking the egg-sized glans with one hand, I realized that this thing was even longer than my head, probably at
least 18-19cm long. My lips barely covered the entire glans, making my mouth ache. Such exaggerated
thickness made me compare it to my master's penis, and I imagined my master watching this huge
beast, several sizes larger, going in and out of the slut's various holes. I couldn't help but feel jealous for my master. Just thinking about this made the slut curse
herself for being lewd. She struggled to swallow and gag, while squeezing three fingers into her vagina to punish herself for her master.
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The little bitch worked hard with her lewd mouth for several minutes. Lack of oxygen made me slow down and rest for a while.
I cleaned it with my lips and tongue, and slowly squeezed a ball of white juice from the tender and crystal clear glans. I immediately
rolled it down with my tongue, swallowing the white juice and saliva mixed together.
Seeing this, he grabbed me and pushed me onto the bed, thrusting his beast-like, thick penis straight into my wet hole. Because my
wet hole was already overflowing with juices, the beast slid in effortlessly, but
as soon as the glans entered, my hole was already stretched painfully…
“Ah!…It’s so big…Yours…is too big! Slow…slow down…it hurts…uh…” I begged for mercy.
He ignored me completely, showing no mercy, and with a thrust of his hips, he shoved his huge penis straight in hard
.
“Ah! It hurts!” I cried out in surprise.
Immediately, the entire penis was inside my wet hole, the walls of my vagina tightly enveloping the beast. My wet hole had never been
penetrated by such a thick penis before, and being stretched so wide all of a sudden caused a tearing pain. Then his thrusting
transformed into a pleasure that went straight to my core, both painful and pleasurable.
With each deep thrust, my cunt began to adapt to the extreme expansion. Knowing her master was
listening, the slut no longer cared about the pain, and couldn't help but want to act even more lewd.
"Fuck me faster...faster...brother! I love it...brother...your...big cock..."
Hearing this, he became even more unrestrained, forcefully thrusting into my cunt, while simultaneously using his large, dark
hands to fondle the little bitch's soft, white breasts, frequently kneading her nipples as if trying to rip them off
. I moaned, my head bowed, watching as he pulled my nipples larger and longer, and his thrusts became even more violent.
"Ah...ah...your cock...uh...it's so big...bigger than my boyfriend's...it's going to kill me...my cunt
...if this continues...I really can't take it...ah..."
"Do you like it...slut! I'll fuck you to death for your boyfriend!" he panted.
"I...I like...I like...brother...brother...is my boyfriend! I like...being penetrated by your cock..."
"You slut...you're on top of me...come on!"
"Squelch" The cock was pulled out, and I felt a void in my lower body. I quickly and obediently rolled over, letting
him lie on the sofa. I immediately spread my legs, parted my thick, dark labia,
and sat on him. "Swoosh" The cock slid back into my pussy. My pussy was sore from being stretched before, but now it went in effortlessly.
The little slut knew that her cunt was really stretched!
I started to twist my waist, wriggling back and forth on his body, while my hands were not idle either, constantly
rubbing my firm breasts, and occasionally imitating him by fiercely rubbing and abusing my two tender nipples. He was below, his head
resting on his hands, gently panting, enjoying my lewd live show, knowing that I was intoxicated by this slightly sadistic
pleasure.
"What a slut! Lift your ass up! Move!" He became even more aggressive.
The little bitch obediently lifted her ass, squatted on his huge penis, and started moving up and down on her own with her hands behind her head
. He watched with great satisfaction for a while, then sat up and leaned in to lick my nipples. His
oral skills were amazing; he sucked, licked, and gently bit them, making it hard to concentrate on my nipples.
The rhythmic up-and-down movements turned into random twisting. Seeing this, he grabbed my waist and started
thrusting into me violently from below. I screamed!
[To be continued]
Seeing this, he grabbed my waist and began thrusting into me violently from below. I screamed!
I instinctively braced my legs, trying to get into a horse stance above him, creating more space for
him to thrust more forcefully.
I trembled as I leaned down, my lips encircling his nipples, sucking hard, my tongue flicking with saliva
, deliberately making smacking sounds. Seeing this, he increased his speed and intensity. After only a few rounds, my legs were too
weak to support me. He loosened his grip slightly, and I collapsed onto the sofa. He sat up and said,
"Ha, little slut, you're exhausted from being fucked by your brother, aren't you? Want your brother to fuck you again?"
"...Ah? Ah!" Before I could answer, he forcefully spread my legs wide and thrust his cock
in from the front! Rapid thrusting! My labia were being torn apart and turned inside out by this nearly 20-centimeter-long beast,
and my vaginal fluids were being squeezed out with each thrust.
"Slut! Do you want your brother to fuck you more?!"
he asked again, his eyes fixed on me as he slowed his movements slightly. This made me feel ashamed, and I avoided his gaze
, mumbling a disingenuous "...no..."
Before I could finish speaking, he began thrusting violently again, like a motor at full throttle. My little slut felt a jolt of pleasure
shoot from my vagina up my spine and spread throughout my body, causing me to spasm uncontrollably!
Seeing my ecstasy, he shouted again, "Slut! Do you want more?!"
At this point, I knew that answering "no" would only enrage him, and I only wanted to be ravaged more roughly! I
answered tremblingly, "...No!"
"You slut! Still fucking stubborn! Your juices have soaked the sofa! And you still have the nerve to say no!"
He stubbornly increased his force, his thick penis pounding against my cervix. I looked down and saw my vulva
was swollen and red from the impact. This bestial intercourse made me dizzy with excitement...
At that moment, I suddenly felt that my vagina was the void in my life, the void in my life. Only when it was filled
could I be whole, only then could I be happy. So I only wanted to be filled by his penis, never stopping!
"Your cunt is so fucking tight, I almost came!" As he spoke, he "plop" pulled his wet
penis out of my cunt, flipped me over, and I immediately turned my back, sticking my buttocks high and leaning forward. I turned
my head and reached behind my back for his "big treasure," adjusting the position of the opening. Then, I leaned back, and his penis
slid into my palm! In that instant, I felt filled with happiness again! I turned my back to him and started writhing...
all these filthy acts were seen by him. "Slut! You can't stand it, can you!"
"Ugh...yes...ugh...I just like...being fucked by your big cock..."
"You just said no! You hypocritical slut!" He said, and slapped my ass hard.
"Your ass is so big and round, it looks like it deserves a beating!"
I was stimulated by the burning slap. "Then...brother...just hit...this slut's big ass hard! Don't hold back
!" "
Slap slap slap..." He started to slap me hard. "This slut's ass is all red from my slaps!
Hahaha!"
I don't know why, but I like men's rough and violent behavior when we have sex. Maybe I'm a masochist,
and I'm just naturally filthy! The pain was like an aphrodisiac that seeped into my skin. I tightened my vagina and used my labia to clamp down
on his cock, sucking it incessantly, just like giving him oral sex. He immediately stopped whipping me, then pressed his hands firmly against
my plump buttocks and began to thrust violently. In this position, his large penis would penetrate even slightly, hitting my G-spot directly, and
the force of his thrusts made the bitch both uncomfortable and pleasurable!
"Ah! Ah! Brother, you're going to fuck me to death! 　　"
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