I am a slut

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As a master's graduate from a prestigious university, coupled with my figure and beauty, I was always the envy of others. This also gave me the flaws of arrogance and stubbornness, ultimately plunging me into eternal darkness.
My name is Zhang Meixian, and I'm one of the sales managers at a large company in Hong Kong, known as the "Ice Queen." I'm also one of the company's top 10 salespeople, with over ten sales staff under me, all elites in the company. Among them, Li Shuru is my best friend and also my classmate from primary and secondary school. We talk about almost everything. Although her talent isn't outstanding, and sometimes she doesn't meet her sales targets, I always help her.
Shuru isn't considered a beauty, but her bust is quite impressive, a full 36E cup, even larger than my 34D.
However, I never imagined that my closest friend would be the betrayer who caused me the most suffering.
Last week, the company transferred the chairman's son, Zhu Ranwei, to my team. He's fat and tall, which is already quite unpleasant to look at, and he frequently sexually harasses female team members and often peeks at their exposed underwear. Many people say he's just a test case for being a salesperson and will soon be promoted to a higher position.
I've hinted to him several times to stop, but he ignored me. Today, I couldn't help but yell at him in front of everyone, and he left sullenly. Everyone is afraid he'll tell his father.
At first, I thought that since I've made so much money for the company, they wouldn't do anything to me. But on the third day, I received a notice that I was promoted to Assistant General Sales Manager, a demotion in disguise. I no longer have my own sales team and am only doing some paperwork, which means I've lost power in the company.
My clients have also been lost to other salespeople; I'm left with nothing.
What was a little strange was that Xiaoru, whose performance had been mediocre, had been promoted to my position. Nevertheless, I celebrated for her. At the banquet celebrating our promotions, she wore a low-cut evening gown, her figure almost bursting out. Not wanting to compete with her, I chose a black evening gown, but we each had our own strengths, and both attracted everyone's attention.
I've always been aloof towards men; some even guessed I was gay, unlike Xiaoru, who often chatted and laughed with men.
I sat in a corner, drinking alone, when my former subordinates, Wang Wenxue (Ada) and Pan Xiaoting (Karen)
, came over. I knew their sales had increased significantly recently. I chatted with them for a while, congratulating them, but their eyes told me they weren't happy.
I suddenly noticed that their clothes were much sexier than before. Even Wang Wenxue, now a married woman and usually conservatively dressed, was wearing a backless dress and a high-slit skirt; Pan Xiaoting was wearing an extremely low-cut evening gown, revealing her entire cleavage.
I teased them, and they only smiled slightly, a bitter smile. Xiaoru flitted around
like a butterfly throughout the banquet. No wonder, given that within half a month of her promotion, the group's revenue had increased by 30%, and she had replaced me in the top 10.
I wandered around aimlessly when suddenly I saw Wang Wenxue enter the elevator next to that fat Zhu Ranwei. The elevator stopped on the tenth floor. I took another elevator to the tenth floor and wandered in the corridor. I heard loud moaning coming from room 1015. Even I, who had never had sex, blushed. My intuition told me it was Wenxue's voice.
Wenxue was always gentle and virtuous, and a married woman at that. How could she be having an affair with Zhu Ranwei? I couldn't help but knock on the door. A moment later, Zhu Ranwei, shirtless and with a white towel wrapped around his lower body, opened the door. He froze when he saw me.
I rushed into the room without hesitation, and what I saw was an unbelievably horrifying scene…

Chapter Two: The scene of the humiliation of a married woman
terrified me for three whole days.
Wang Wenxue was completely naked, kneeling on the bed. Her hands and feet were bound, and her breasts were enlarged by a rope wrapped around them, making them appear twice their normal size. The rope also separated her labia, with the rope positioned between them. Furthermore, her mouth was stuffed with a red rubber ball, preventing her from closing it. I saw saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth onto her breasts.
She didn't feel like a human being; she felt like a sow waiting to be violated and slaughtered. I stood there dumbfounded in the room when Zhu Ranwei suddenly grabbed me from behind, lifted me up, and started screaming and struggling. He bound me with rope and stuffed Wang Wenxue's underwear into my mouth. I felt disgusted and terrified.
He went to the bedside, untied the rope from Wang Wenxue's anus, and removed a towel. My God! It was the first time I had ever seen a man's penis. It was a full eight inches long, very thick, and covered with prominent veins. The glans was a large, mushroom-shaped penis—it was terrifying! I instinctively closed my eyes, but then I heard a scream. I looked down and saw that a huge penis had been inserted into Wang Wenxue's tiny anus—unbelievable! I'd heard of anal sex before, but witnessing it firsthand was a completely different story.
Zhu Weiran's enormous penis pressed against the anus, slowly penetrating. I saw Wang Wenxue's cheek throbbing with pain. Suddenly, with a loud shout, Zhu Weiran thrust forward, his massive penis halfway in, and began to pump forcefully. Wang Wenxue looked like she was in excruciating pain, but her mouth was gagged, so she could only moan, though saliva was drooling from the corners of her mouth. It was truly unimaginable that such a small anus could accommodate such a huge penis.
I cried while trying to watch. After half an hour of thrusting, Zhu Ranwei shuddered and pulled out his penis. Wang Wenxue was almost unconscious from the pain; her eyes were vacant, and she was drooling. When I saw Wang Wenxue's anus, I almost vomited. It was no longer an anus, but a black hole, from which flowed copious amounts of red blood and white semen. The muscles were bulging out—it was horrifying!
Zhu Ranwei untied Wang Wenxue's ropes and pushed her into the bathroom. He looked at me and gave a sinister smile. He lay on the bed and began masturbating.
I kept my eyes closed, not wanting to see this disgusting scene.
After a while, I opened my eyes. Zhu Ranwei and Wang Wenxue were dressed. Zhu Ranwei untied my ropes and took the underwear out of my mouth. I burst into tears. I immediately ran to the bathroom, immersed my face in the sink, and cried incessantly. I felt humiliated, and even more so, shocked and disgusted.
When I calmed down and returned to the banquet hall, the party was nearing its end.
I saw Zhu Ranwei chatting casually, seemingly unaffected.
I also saw Wang Wenxue and Pan Xiaoting chatting on the side, their expressions unremarkable, but I noticed her legs were trembling slightly; it seemed her anus was in great pain.
Why? What happened? Why would Wenxue, a usually conservative, gentle, and refined wife, do such a shameful and terrible thing?

Chapter Three: The Conspiracy Behind the Pleasure
Tonight was Friday, and I couldn't sleep, those horrific scenes kept replaying in my mind.
Thinking about this, I suddenly wondered what would happen to me if these things were to happen to me? Anal sex by a man? I immediately shook my head, trying to banish this terrifying thought.
But I really didn't understand, I didn't understand why Wang Wenxue would do such a thing. I wanted to call her, but I didn't dare.
I wanted to call the police, but I didn't know what to accuse them of.
On Monday, I returned to the company and learned that the general manager had been replaced.
When I returned to my office, I discovered my room had been demolished, and my desk had been moved near the men's restroom. I was now treated worse than a mere clerk.
I stormed off to find the new general manager, ignoring my secretary's attempts to stop me. When I saw him, I froze.
The new general manager was Zhu Ranwei.
Looking at him, the events of last Friday flashed through my mind.
I angrily berated him for tying me up, for treating Wang Wenxue that way, and for moving my seat.
He looked at my surging anger, offering no answer, only watching my heaving chest.
Zhu Ranwei said slowly, "Wang Wenxue is just a toy. What's so strange about inserting it into her ass? You're different. I'll slowly train and savor you.
" "Train" and "savor"? I didn't really understand these words, but they always sounded shameful.
I grabbed a cup of tea from the table and splashed it at him, soaking his face.
He wasn't angry; he lewdly chuckled, "Hehe, I'll ejaculate on your face, hehe."
I was so angry and ashamed I was about to lose control. I ran crying into the women's restroom, everyone staring at me strangely.
I cried and vomited in the women's restroom. I felt so disgusted. I didn't understand why my situation was so bad. How could I continue working with this man?
I couldn't quit. My income had already decreased significantly, I had a mortgage to pay, and my stocks had failed. I was in financial trouble, and as the breadwinner of my family, I couldn't afford to lose my job. I had no choice but to return to my office, sit at my desk, and my eyes reddened.
As a sales clerk with such a high reputation and status, I'm now stuck sitting in a large office, outside the men's restroom, with male colleagues constantly staring at me as they come and go.
That Zhu Ranwei yells at me in public almost every day; I have no dignity whatsoever, but I don't cry, I just stubbornly stare back at him.
But reality is harsh. I've lost all my power. Those who used to flatter and fear me now treat me differently. Even a clerk can boss me around, except for Xiaoru, who's now a star in the department, but she's still loyal and respectful.
That day, she invited me to her house to try on clothes and bras.
Her new place was quite large; her current environment was just like mine three years ago, which made me feel quite emotional.
Entering her room, she took off her clothes without a word, and I saw the allure of her 36E breasts for the first time. No wonder so many guys were attracted to her.
She took out many bras and invited me to try them on.
I said, "Hehe, Xiaoru, you're so big, how can I use your bras?"
Actually, I have a 34D bust, which is considered a great figure, but compared to Xiaoru's huge breasts, I'm clearly outshone. Xiaoru giggled and pulled me over, insisting on seeing my breasts. I resisted for a while, but finally gave in. She half-pushed me off and then took off my clothes. She even tried to take off my bra, but I refused.
Instead, she took hers off herself, and I saw her entire breasts. Her areolas were very large, and her nipples were bigger than the average girl's, like big papayas. I thought she looked a bit like a Japanese AV actress, a bit cheap. I felt a little embarrassed, but seeing her innocent attitude, I realized I shouldn't think that way.
She kept trying on bras and asking me if they looked good. Gradually, I stopped being so reserved, and she took off my bra too. It was the first time I'd been naked in front of someone since I was eleven. Even though we were the same sex, I still felt a little embarrassed.
Suddenly, she reached out and touched my chest. I was startled and wanted to hit her, but she hugged me tightly. We chatted and laughed, and I felt like I was back in my childhood. I had no reservations about her at all.
She knew I was still a virgin and kept teasing me.
She said she wanted to see my beauty and asked me to pose in various ways, sometimes with my hands clasped over my chest, sometimes touching my breasts, sometimes lying on the bed. I felt these poses were inappropriate, but I, who am usually reserved, was a little unrestrained tonight. She said they looked great and that I could take a photoshoot, but I quickly declined.
We spent a happy night like that. Xiaoru's cheerfulness and enthusiasm completely dispelled my recent unhappiness.

Chapter Four: The First Humiliation
I spent more than half a month bored at the company, doing the same trivial things every day, and still getting scolded by Zhu Ranwei several times a day.
The worst thing was that Wang Wenxue often came over, even going into his room, and then moaning. Everyone could hear it clearly. At first, everyone felt embarrassed, but soon, everyone seemed to get used to it.
Since that time, I haven't spoken to Wang Wenxue again.
Strangely, Zhu Ranwei had been leering at my chest for the past few days, seemingly with ill intentions.
That day, Xiaoru cried and told me she'd discovered her home had been secretly photographed.
I was shocked. Could someone have photographed us naked when we tried on bras last time? I couldn't bear to imagine it.
Soon, this possibility became a reality.
I was terrified that someone would take nude photos of me. As a virgin, being seen naked by a man was unacceptable to me. Besides, although my parents weren't wealthy, they came from a family of scholars, and my younger siblings were attending prestigious universities. If I were really photographed naked and the photos were made public, it would affect them as well.
I've been tossing and turning for days, unable to sleep peacefully. Last night I had a strange dream…
In the dream, I was in an empty room, lying naked on the floor, my buttocks facing upwards, as if waiting for something. This position filled me with shame. Suddenly, a finger moved towards my buttocks and gently pricked my anus, causing me pain. Then, a pair of hands spread my buttocks apart, and a huge penis moved towards them. I screamed, but it was no use; my body seemed unable to move anymore. The penis thrust forward forcefully, penetrating deep into my anus.
I woke up with a start, drenched in sweat. Why would I have such a dream? And what was even more terrifying was that the penis looked remarkably similar to Zhu Ranwei's—so thick, so large.
I couldn't help but cry, my whole body trembling. I felt extreme terror.
That day, I finally arrived at the company half an hour late.
As an assistant sales manager, I was required to report to Zhu Ranwei's secretary.
I forgot to mention his secretary, Lin Shiyi. She's a tall, classically beautiful woman, almost as tall as singer Kelly Chen, but bearing a striking resemblance to Zhao Wei.
Given Zhu Ranwei's lecherous nature, I'm sure even this beauty wouldn't escape his clutches.
Zhu Ranwei called me into his office. I knew I was going to get a scolding today. I stood in front of his desk, and he spread his legs wide on it, very rudely. I
noticed something protruding from his pants, and remembering last night's dream and that ugly penis, I felt a cold sweat trickle down my back.
He was looking at something; I didn't know what he was looking at. I stood there waiting for him, and while he looked at those things, he brazenly stared at my chest. I was both angry and embarrassed.
"Mr. Zhu, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
"Wait!"
"What is it?"
He walked over, and I involuntarily took a step back.
I'm considered a tall and beautiful woman, at least 170cm, but he's a giant, a head taller than me. He leered and asked, "How many men have you slept with?"
"What did you say?"
(I was extremely shocked and ashamed.)
"Don't tell me you're a virgin? You look so lewd, how could you be a virgin?"
"You...you" (I was so angry I couldn't speak.)
I felt both angry and humiliated. I slapped him and turned to leave, but he suddenly said, "Your nipples are so red, are you really a virgin? Your breasts are very shapely, and you even have a cute mole on your left breast, so cute."
I was thunderstruck. How did he know I had a cute mole on my left breast?
"What...what did you say?"
(I endured his mockery, determined to get to the bottom of it.)
He sat down again, ignoring me.
I was both anxious and ashamed, and I cried.
He said, "What brand is that white lace bra you're wearing? Where did you buy those Hello Kitty panties?"
I felt like I had fallen into an abyss. I was wearing a white lace bra at Xiaoru's house that day, and only Xiaoru knew the secret that I still loved wearing Hello Kitty panties at twenty-six.
"You...you...you..."
He threw more than ten photos on the table. Oh my god! They were all nude photos of me, in the same poses I was in at Xiaoru's house that day.
Some showed me wearing underwear, and some showed me topless, with my breasts clenched, crawling on the floor.
I felt unprecedented shame. Why were nude photos taken of me? Why were they in Zhu Ranwei's hands? The thought of how many times he had looked at my breasts made me want to die of shame.

Chapter Five: Submission and Nudity
I felt extremely ashamed. I couldn't believe that the first man to see me naked was the person I hated the most.
I frantically tore the photos to shreds, tearing them until the images of the people in the photos were no longer recognizable.
But I knew he still had the negatives. I didn't know what to do. Instinctively, I covered my chest with my hands. I felt as if I were naked. His eyes seemed to penetrate my clothes, fixed on my nipples. "Mingming, you beast, give me back the negatives right now, or... I'll call the police." "
Haha, what are you going to call me for? I found the photos on the street. Okay, go ahead and call the police, let everyone see your nude photos."
I was completely at a disadvantage. The usually calm and witty me was like a sheep waiting to be slaughtered in front of him.
I sat opposite him, crying incessantly. I couldn't leave, and I didn't want him to keep staring at my breasts in front of me.
He suddenly turned the computer screen to my side. The wallpaper on the screen was all my nude photos. I pushed the screen to the ground with force.
He laughed loudly. I rushed at him, wanting to strangle him. He grabbed my hand. He was so strong that he pressed me against his desk.
He slapped me several times. I was stunned. He laughed loudly. I fell to the ground, kneeling and crying. He stood in front of me, blocking out the light. I was in darkness, unable to escape.
Yes, I was in darkness, unable to escape.
I tried to calm myself. He sat back down in his chair. I walked up to him, forced to regain my composure.
"What do you want in return for the negatives and to destroy all the photos?"
"That depends on whether you know what's good for you."
"I...I won't do...those things with you."
"Hehe, I know you won't. Just listen to me, and I won't touch you or do anything to you, okay?"
I knew it wouldn't be anything good, but I had no choice.
He took out the negatives and placed them on the table.
Suddenly, he grabbed my skirt and lifted it up. I felt extremely ashamed and wanted to resist immediately, but he patted the negatives, and I had to stop resisting.
I never imagined I would be so humiliated by this person.
“You have to obey me to get the negatives back, otherwise I’ll make a VCD of it, and you’ll end up like Qu Meifeng.”
“Mingming…no.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t touch you, but you have to listen to me. I just want to see.”
“How…how can you do this? It’s so shameful.” “Do you want me to see it, or millions of people?”
I had no choice but to give in. My stubbornness finally crumbled completely. I knew I had to abandon my dignity to get the photos back.
He lifted my skirt, and he saw my underwear.
I looked up, tears streaming down my face.
He wanted me to sit on his desk, facing him; I felt like his toy. I had never felt so humiliated.
He wanted me to take off my skirt. I begged him not to. He said he hadn’t seen my private parts yet, and if I satisfied him, he would let me go and give me the photos back.
I don't understand why I agreed to him back then; my heart was in turmoil. I finally took off my skirt, leaving only my Hello Kitty panties on my lower body. He told me to spread my legs, and I did. My panties were completely in front of him. He stared at the inside of my thighs, and I saw one or two pubic hairs peeking out from the edge of my panties. I felt incredibly ashamed.
He wanted me to take off my upper body, but I refused. He laughed, "It's not like I haven't seen them before. Don't worry, I'll just look, I won't touch. It's better for me to see than for millions of people to see."
He hit my sore spot again. Yes, my nude photos couldn't be made public. I gritted my teeth and took off my coat, shirt, and even my bra, leaving me only in my panties.
My breasts, which I was so proud of, were exposed before him. I felt extremely ashamed and terrified. My nipples trembled slightly, and a few drops of sweat dripped onto my breasts.
The office was actually a bit cold, but in my fear and humiliation, I felt incredibly hot.
"Have you seen enough?"
(I asked shamefully.)
"Answer a few questions and I'll let you go."
"Okay... okay," I covered my face, unable to face him.
I trembled with shame, my breasts swaying slightly.
"When was your first time having sex?"
"I... I've never had sex."
"I don't believe you. You look so lewd, how could you never have had sex?"
"No, Mingming, really no, don't ask."
"Have you ever masturbated?"
"I... I have... Mingming has tried." "Hehe, you really are a slut." "Okay, now I'm going to prove you're telling the truth. Quickly take off your panties, spread your legs, and masturbate in front of me."
I was stunned. How could this be? My whole body stiffened. I really couldn't accept it. How could I expose my most private parts to such a man, and even masturbate?
What am I now? Where am I? Looking at my half-naked body and shameful posture, I suddenly felt like a stranger to myself.

Chapter Six: Nakedness and Humiliation
"Take off your underwear now, I need to check if you're a virgin."
"No, no, oh no!" "If you won't take it off, I'll take it off myself. You can scream and let everyone come in to see your naked body, or you can run out naked right now."
(He had all my clothes in his hands, as if he had everything planned out.)
I was desperate. I was caught in a dilemma. My hands gripped the edge of my underwear; I didn't have the courage to take it off, but I didn't know what other choice I had.
Finally, I took it off, revealing the triangle of my pubic hair. I pulled it down to my knees, then pulled it down again. He snatched my underwear away. I was completely naked.
I immediately closed my legs, squeezing them tightly together.
He laughed loudly: "What ice queen, what company's number one beauty? You always act all high and mighty, but you never show me your whole body all the time. You slut, open your legs and let me check, or you'll walk out like this."
Hearing his words, I felt that I had lost all my dignity as a person, as a woman.
I spread my legs, and he saw my labia and all my pubic hair.
He looked at my genitals, and I was so ashamed that I wanted to die right then and there.
He watched me for five minutes. I spread my legs, my mind blank, only the word "shame" appearing in my head. Those five minutes felt like five years. Then, he told me to pull my labia open myself. If I didn't, he would do it for me. I had no choice but to endure the extreme shame and open my labia, exposing my vagina.
He took out a flashlight and shone it on my genitals. I felt like a small animal in a laboratory, being constantly observed, with no privacy whatsoever. He then took out a pair of plastic pliers and gently inserted them into my vagina, as if clamping something. Suddenly, my whole body shuddered, and a warm current seemed to flow from my genitals throughout my body. What a strange feeling! Was this an orgasm? I rarely masturbate; sometimes I just lightly stroke myself and touch my vagina, occasionally experiencing a little sensation, but never like this. He laughed loudly. He took out the pliers and showed them to me. I saw that the pliers were covered with a lot of translucent liquid. Was this my secretion? He said, "You really are a slut, born to be a slave. Even as a virgin, you react so strongly. I only lightly pinched your clitoris, and you're already so wet. Hehe, don't worry, I'll train you properly in the future. You'll be my best and most outstanding bitch sex slave."
My legs trembled uncontrollably. Bitch? Sex slave? I'll be a bitch and a sex slave?
He said, "Okay, now it's confirmed you're a virgin. Now, perform masturbation."
I no longer knew how to resist. I expressionlessly began to rub my nipples, and with my other hand, I began to dig into my vagina. After a while, I began to moan.
"Ya ya, ya ya ya ya, um, ya ya ya ya."
He also took off his pants, revealing his large penis, and began to masturbate incessantly.
We were in this room, constantly masturbating.
I had finished masturbating, but he was still masturbating. He pulled me to the ground, made me kneel between his legs, and placed my face against his thick penis.
Suddenly, a stream of white liquid shot towards me, instantly filling my eyes with a thick, white paste. My lips, face, nostrils, and hair were covered in it—semen, a man's semen, white semen.

Chapter Seven: The Collapsed Stripper (Part 1)
I grabbed the photo, distraught, and left his office.
A few drops of semen still clung to my face. Everyone stared at me, leering.
I rushed to the bathroom, washing my face repeatedly, but even washing away the semen couldn't wash away my shame.
Back in the office, my whispering colleagues immediately fell silent. I knew they were talking about me, thinking Zhu Ranwei had killed me. Zhu Ranwei hadn't touched me, hadn't raped me, but I felt it made no difference. I put the photo in my handbag. I sat there all day, holding the bag, motionless, neither eating nor speaking.
At noon, while I was in the restroom, I overheard my female colleagues talking. "That 'ice queen,' she always acts so high and mighty, but she's not even being played with by her master."
"Hey, I bet her master fucked her half to death, I wonder if he even fucked her anus?"
"That slut, we should teach her a lesson sometime." "Yesterday, my master made me lick his toes. It was my first time doing that kind of thing, it was disgusting. And I even had to drink that slut Li Shuru's urine, so awful." "
Don't talk nonsense anymore. We're just third-level slaves, be careful, walls have ears."
I was extremely shocked. On one hand, I knew my reputation and innocence were severely damaged; on the other hand, they were talking about "master" and "slave"—were they all Zhu Ranwei's slaves? Why were they talking about drinking Xiaoru's urine? It was terrifying. I had a feeling that something ten times worse than what happened this morning was about to happen to me.
I wanted to find Xiaoru and ask her about it, but she had gone to America on business.
The next day, I returned to the company and was called into Zhu Ranwei's room early in the morning. My colleagues looked at me with amused smiles, and I knew what they were thinking. I felt humiliated.
"Mr. Zhu... is there anything... you need?"
"Nothing much, just wanted to ask if your genitals were itchy yesterday. Do you need me to help you?"
"You... stop humiliating me. That's enough, I've had my fill."
"Alright, let's talk about a business deal."
I felt powerless to resist him now. He had seen everything about me, even the most important parts of my body. My confidence and self-image had plummeted. The confidence and pride I had built up over the past ten years seemed to be crumbling away in his presence.
He told me to sit on the sofa. I knew he had bad intentions, but I couldn't bring myself to refuse. I gradually began to fear and submit to him.
He said, "If you're willing to take off your clothes now and shave your pubic hair in front of me, I'll give you 100,000 yuan, okay?"
I slapped him. He grabbed my hand and threw me onto the sofa.
I was crying. I didn't know why I'd gotten myself into this mess, being constantly humiliated by him.
He took the TV remote and turned it on. When I saw the screen, I screamed in horror; I almost fainted.
I had fallen into an inescapable hell once again. The screen showed footage of me naked and masturbating yesterday—how ugly, how shameful I looked, my face covered in semen. It was all displayed.
I took out the VCD and immediately cut it off. I grabbed his clothes.
"You...you devil! When did you put the camera on? What do you want? Are you trying to kill me? Waaah, I've never done anything to you, waaah..." I broke down. I slumped to the floor, all I could do was cry.
He seemed to gently stroke my hair and said, "Don't cry. As long as you're obedient, I won't show the VCD to anyone.
Take your clothes off." What could I do but obey?
I silently undressed. This time, he had set up four video cameras around me. I didn't care anymore; my will had collapsed, and I began to give up on myself.
He wanted me to slowly undress in front of the cameras. I knew I had become his plaything. I understood that if I obeyed, he would keep the VCDs for himself; if I disobeyed, they would circulate.
Like a stripper, I slowly took off my clothes.
I took off my coat first, then my shirt, revealing a light green bra.
His eyes fell on my deep cleavage. He wanted me to bend over and film the V-shaped cleavage under my bra.
Then I took off my skirt. I was wearing pantyhose that day. Just as I was about to take it off, he stopped me and told me to take off my bra first.
I took off the bra straps, revealing most of my breasts. He kept taking pictures, deliberately making me undress slowly, posing me in various shameful positions.
Finally, my bra was off, and I showed him my breasts again.

Chapter Eight: The Collapsed Stripper (Part Two)
He made me sit on the coffee table, legs spread wide. I felt extremely ashamed, I felt utterly degrading, but I no longer resisted. I obeyed his commands like a robot. My legs were in a V-shape, my hands were pressed back, and my head was raised. He wanted me to moan.
I could only moan incessantly. I knew he wanted to make me act as lewdly as possible, but I no longer knew how to object.
Then, he used his hand to tear a large hole in the middle of my stockings, and then used scissors to cut the middle of my underwear. My labia were exposed between the stockings, along with a large tuft of pubic hair. This position was even more decadent and degrading than being naked. "Look at yourself, you bitch!"
I really felt like a bitch. I was no longer worthy of being a woman; I had become his pet.
I held that position for three minutes. He'd had his fill and told me to take everything off. I was completely naked. He gave me a razor and some shaving cream. I spread my legs, revealing my very thick pubic hair.
I applied the shaving cream to my pubic hair. I didn't really know much about shaving, so I carefully shaved. He drank red wine, smiling as he watched this lewd scene.
Soon, I had shaved off most of my pubic hair.
Suddenly, he grabbed the remaining red wine and splashed it on my genitals, washing away the shaving cream.
My pubic hair was now very sparse, with many still unshaved, especially near my labia. I didn't dare shave those.
He laughed loudly, saying, "Your pubic hair is like a pair of boiled chickens, but there are still quite a few stray hairs. Do you want me to help you? Look how ugly you are now."
I didn't speak. He used his hands to pry my legs apart, and with one hand, he pushed my left labia to the right. I shuddered. It was the first time a man had touched my private parts. I knew I was finally going to fall into his hands.
I felt immense pain, but I could never go back to the way things were. I knew I was no longer the Zhang Meixian I once was. The word "sex slave" flashed through my mind. Could I really become his sex slave? He parted my labia and slowly cut off my pubic hair with small scissors; then he parted the right labia and cut it clean again. Finally, he lifted my legs high and spread them apart, exposing my buttocks high in the air, all of which was captured on camera. He touched my buttocks again and slowly cut off the pubic hair with small scissors. He slowly washed my genitals and buttocks with red wine. He touched every part of my genitals. I felt humiliated but also somewhat comfortable. He showed a satisfied expression and told me to stand in front of him. I stood naked in front of him.
He admired me carefully, and I was expressionless.
He squeezed my breast with one hand. This was the first time a man had touched my breasts. I felt a little pain. He kept touching it, and then his other hand began to touch my hairless pubic area. Finally, his fingers were inserted into my vagina.
I started to get excited. My most private place was being invaded by this despicable man, and I felt extremely guilty about my excitement.
He did it for about ten minutes. My body was so weak. Finally, I lay on the coffee table. He kept massaging my clitoris and pinching my nipples hard. I kept moaning and swaying my body.
My moans were so loud. I think people outside must have heard it, but I didn't have time to think about that anymore. In my heart, I was being forced, not doing it willingly. This was the last bit of dignity I had left.
His fingers were covered in my vaginal fluid. He smeared the fluid on my nipples, and I let out a soft cry.
I was so weak that I could barely stand.
He made me crawl on the coffee table, raise my buttocks, and capture my anus and drooping labia in the camera's view. He touched my anus with his fingers, and I felt a strange sensation. Finally, I stood on the desk and danced for him. I danced nonstop. I'm quite a good dancer. My breasts bounced and swayed up and down and side to side. I saw him show a strange smile.
He played with me for a full two hours. I left the office with a check for 100,000 yuan in my hand. This 100,000 yuan brought me even greater shame. Was I a prostitute? Why was he giving me money? My colleagues all looked at me with a mixture of contempt and lust. I could only lower my head and silently walk into the women's restroom.

Chapter Nine: The Devil's Penis.
I couldn't sleep that night. Fragments of the morning kept replaying in my mind. I didn't know what had happened. These past few days felt like a dream. I really hoped to fall asleep quickly, so that when I woke up tomorrow, I would still be the proud, independent, and strong Zhang Meixian I used to be, instead of the weak, helpless, and manipulated sex toy I was now.
Finally, I couldn't sleep all night. I returned to my office, and of course, I was immediately summoned to Zhu Ranwei's office.
I went to his office, and he only said one word to me: "Take it off!"
I obeyed involuntarily, silently taking off my clothes. I felt I had become accustomed to being naked in front of him. It seemed I had truly become his slave. A slave? Does this ancient term still exist in modern times? I smiled bitterly.
I walked naked to his side, and he said, "Good girl!"
with an approving expression.
He put his arm around me, and we sat on the sofa. Yesterday's footage was playing on the TV. Four high-quality cameras had filmed every inch of my body, even parts I hadn't seen myself. I saw him spread my labia, the fine lines on them, and the slight sheen and moisture in the center—all clearly visible.
As he watched, he played with my labia. I didn't resist, letting him play with my lowly body. My labia were so red, appearing as if they were stained red on the camera. I only now realized how large my labia were. When the camera spread my labia, I saw a little translucent fluid slowly seeping out of my vagina, wetting my vulva and making it slightly reflective. Under close-up, I saw what looked like a small granule inside my vulva, but I couldn't quite make it out. My labia were trembling, and my vulva seemed unable to contract.
The camera then focused on my anus. It was the first time I'd ever clearly seen my own anus; it was small, like a tiny chrysanthemum, with the ridges extending outwards. Under the camera, his fingers touched the anus, and it seemed to vibrate slightly.
I was filled with shame, staring blankly at my genitals, which had been with me for over twenty years, and realized this was what they looked like.
Then, as he watched, he touched my entire body. I lifted my legs, and his large hands caressed my genitals. He knew every part of my body intimately. He then parted my labia and filmed me with a video camera. The scene immediately cut to the television screen. I saw my labia being pulled back by several fingers. He then pulled them back as far as they could, causing me some pain and feeling a tightness. I could see my flesh-colored vagina more clearly, and it was trembling slightly. He then took out a pair of forceps and inserted them into my vagina. I saw what looked like a semi-transparent membrane inside—probably my hymen! He slowly removed the pliers, and I groaned incessantly. A few small red buds were visible in the center of the pliers; you rubbed them with your fingers, and my body reacted instinctively. I cried out loudly, groaning, surprised at how loud my moans were.
I was panting, drenched in sweat. On the camera lens, my genitals were covered in fluid, and my moans filled the air.
Finally, I collapsed to the ground, my body too weak to stand.
He laughed heartily. I lay at his feet, and he pulled down his shirt, revealing his terrifyingly large penis.
I knelt before him, his penis pressed against my face, which had been covered in his semen the day before; this penis was all too familiar.
It was huge, long, and very dark, with many pubic hairs around it. The veins on the shaft bulged like venomous snakes, and the glans was a gigantic mushroom shape, larger than my nose.
A wave of extremely foul-smelling urine hit me, making me want to vomit. There was a crack on the glans, as if it were mocking me.

Chapter Ten: The Baptism of the Viper (Part 1) Oral Sex
He ordered me to kneel between his legs. He said, "Quickly serve my big penis with your mouth." I looked at that huge viper, and with the waves of urine stench hitting me, I finally objected. I said, "No, no, please let me go. It's too shameful, too smelly." You are furious. He straightened up and pressed his penis against my lips. I closed my mouth. He swayed his body and hit my face with his penis, saying in a very authoritative voice, "If you don't suck, you will die a terrible death." I was so scared. I don't know when I became so afraid of him.
I knew that oral sex was an extremely shameful thing, and I, who have always had a slight obsession with cleanliness, could not possibly put urine in my mouth.
But when I saw his sharp eyes, I lowered my head.
I finally stuck out my tongue, enduring immense shame and the stench, and licked his glans. I felt his glans tremble. He said, "You slut, you bitch, keep licking, then suck me."
I had no choice but to slowly lick the glans clean with my tongue. I smelled a little urine still seeping from it, and I felt extremely disgusted.
Then, I opened my mouth as wide as possible and swallowed the glans. I held his penis with my hand and kept sucking on the glans. I heard him moan softly.
His penis was so big that my small mouth could only swallow less than half of it. All I could see was his pubic hair. I was truly like a dog, kneeling on the ground serving him.
I made sucking sounds, my mouth forming an "O" shape. I tried my best to take his penis in, but I didn't know the technique, and with his unusually large genitals, the corners of my mouth were almost torn.
After a while, he pressed my head down, forcing it forward. Then he thrust forward, inserting his penis a third of the way in, all the way to the back of my throat. He then continued to thrust in and out.
The corners of my mouth were raw and my lips were stretched to their maximum, it hurt so much; even my nose was turned up. He pushed his entire penis deep into my mouth, and I almost stopped breathing. I wanted to vomit but couldn't. I was being played with like an inflatable doll.
I think it lasted about fifteen minutes. My face was flushed. I felt his penis vibrate violently inside my mouth. My mouth was full of liquid. I knew he had ejaculated in my mouth. He pulled his penis out and yelled at me to swallow the semen, not to let it come out. I had no choice but to try my best to swallow it, but there was just too much semen, and a lot of it still dripped from the corners of my mouth.
Then, I lowered my head and continued licking him. I took his scrotum in my mouth and gently massaged his testicles with my mouth. His penis was still covered in semen, pressed against my forehead, and semen dripped from my nose, covering my face.
I took his penis in my mouth again and gently sucked, sucking the remaining semen into my stomach, licking it clean. Suddenly, I felt the penis in my mouth ejaculate liquid again—it was urine! He was urinating in my mouth! My dignity as a human being was completely stripped away. The urine kept pouring into my stomach. He held my head down, not allowing me to pull away, and a stream of urine was forced into my body.
Finally, I cleaned his penis, which was dripping with urine, with my tongue.

Chapter Eleven: The Baptism of the Viper (Part Two) Deflowering
He played with me all morning, and by the time I came out it was noon. Everyone had gone to lunch.
He ordered a lavish lunch to be brought over and wanted me to eat with him.
At noon, he sat at his desk watching stock prices on the computer. I stood naked beside him, feeding him. I felt like a slave. I glanced at the prices on the computer and gasped. The stocks I bought had plummeted. It seemed I had lost at least a million yuan in one day. He saw my panic and laughed. I understood what he meant. I knew I had to obey him no matter what.
Then, we watched the footage of the oral sex we had just had. I saw his penis inserted into my mouth. My face contorted, my mouth squeezed more than twice its normal size, blood seeping from the corners of my mouth. My nostrils were pointing upwards, my eyes were wide open, and the muscles in my cheeks were bulging out. I had never seen myself so ashamed and ugly. I could hardly believe this was me—Zhang Meixian, who had always been called a beauty.
He was massaging my nipples, then suddenly he pulled hard, stretching them three times their original length. I felt like my nipples were detaching from my body; it hurt so much. I begged him. Like a beast, he laid me flat on the coffee table and then pulled hard on my nipples with both hands. I saw my nipples slowly stretch like rubber bands, and the little bumps on my areolas seemed to throb. My pink nipples were pinched and deformed like red beans.
I grabbed his hands, but I couldn't pull them apart; I could only plead.
Finally, he stopped, and I let out a long sigh.
My nipples still hurt terribly, as if they had been pinched raw.
I said, "I...I'm in so much pain, please...don't do this anymore."
He said, "Hehe, there's more that hurts."
He spread my legs apart, bent them against his chest, and made me hold my own legs and spread them apart, exposing my cleft. I felt a little uneasy; he slowly walked over, leering.
"Do you want to..."
(I trembled all over)
"You'll be my sex slave sooner or later. I'll deflower you now and make you a real woman." "I...I, whimper whimper" (I already knew I couldn't escape his clutches)
"You arrogant bitch with a lewd heart, you'll die in my hands eventually." "I..."
"What? When you insulted me in public that day, did you ever think you'd be this despicable today? Look at your thick labia, look, they're already leaking juices, you're worse than a prostitute." "Whew...no." "Hold on tight, don't fall." After being humiliated by him, I was heartbroken, and I stopped talking.
I watched his huge penis slowly approach, the glans standing proudly, and I trembled all over in fear.
"Please, this huge penis will definitely kill me." "I'm going to kill you, do you still want to resist?"
"I...I, please be gentle, go slower." (I know I'm going to be deflowered, I just want to lessen the pain.)
"Okay, tell me first—please, Master, quickly insert your penis into my—slave Zhang Meixian's cunt, deflower me." "What...what is this? I won't say!"
He pulled my nipples hard, I was in excruciating pain; then he pulled my labia hard, twisting them, I was in excruciating pain.
"I'll say, I'll say, please, Master...please...quickly...insert into my...I...slave...Zhang Meixian's cunt...deflower me."
He made me say it several times, and only stopped when he finished speaking fluently in front of the camera with a smile.
I closed my eyes, I felt something hard pressing against my labia, I knew it was his penis. I
trembled all over, I never imagined that I, who had always been conservative and kept my virginity, would be so shamefully made a sex slave, and even have to beg someone to deflower me.
A sharp pain shot through my lower body. I felt the penis forcefully penetrate my labia and thrust into my vagina. I felt a burning pain in my lower body, as if it were about to split open. I screamed in agony and was unable to speak. I felt the penis begin to tear my vagina apart; the glans must have entered. I opened my mouth, enduring the pain. I had never suffered such agony before. I heard a loud shout as he thrust forward with great force. I felt as if my lower body was being split in two, as if it were being brutally crushed. The penis continued to penetrate, and I felt it had completely entered my uterus. My lower body was completely occupied, and my legs were cramping. My whole body tensed up, and I began to gasp for breath. I looked down and saw that the penis was already more than halfway in. My God, such a thick thing could actually enter my vagina. At the same time, I realized that my virginity had been broken. I would never be the Zhang Meixian I knew before; I would forever be his sex slave and toy.
I gasped for breath as he began thrusting in and out. It felt like my skin was being cut by a knife; each thrust reached deep into my uterus. At the same time, his hands pinched my nipples and pulled them back and forth, but compared to the tearing in my lower body, the pain in my nipples was insignificant.
I groaned and screamed incessantly, and I thought that not only were my moans heard outside, but they might even carry into the hallway.
"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, it hurts so much, ouch, ouch, ouch!" "I'll fuck you to death, hehe, ice queen, hehe!" "Ouch, ouch, ouch, so good, so comfortable!" I don't know if, amidst the screams, I started to moan with pleasure. His penis thrust in and out, sometimes slowly rotating. My lower body felt so tight and full. I gradually swayed with the rhythm. I must have orgasmed two or three times, but each time I felt comfortable, he would immediately thrust in and out roughly, causing me immense pain.
He was incredibly skilled, thrusting into me for almost two hours before ejaculating inside my vagina.
I lay on the ground, my thighs unable to close, trembling constantly. My vagina had become a small black hole, continuously leaking semen and blood. I kept gasping for breath on the ground. I was so confused. At this moment, I felt extreme pain in my lower body, along with the sadness and shame of losing my virginity, but also a trace of satisfaction and pleasure.

Chapter Twelve: The Sin and Pleasure of Sexual Intercourse
I crawled to him, unable to stand, unable even to close my legs.
He gestured for me to perform oral sex on him. Looking at his penis, stained with semen and my virgin blood, I knew I would never escape it; it would coil around me like a venomous snake for the rest of my life.
I slowly took his penis into my mouth, slowly licking away the semen and virgin blood. He stroked my hair, and I buried my head between his legs, slowly sucking.
Then, we lay on the sofa watching the scene we had just witnessed.
I watched as his penis slowly forced its way through my labia. The massive rod forcefully opened my labia, my lower body trembling violently. Like a venomous snake, the huge glans pierced my vagina. I saw my narrow vagina widen as the penis entered, my labia stretching thinner and thinner, like lips parting to the sides. Finally, the penis filled my vagina into a large hole, completely filling it, leaving no room at all. At this moment, the muscles in my face twitched uncontrollably, and I saw veins bulging on my forehead and around my eyes. When I saw the penis thrust forward forcefully, breaking through my vagina and penetrating deep inside, I saw my mouth gape open, my pupils dilated. But with each thrust, my expression slowly changed from pain to pleasure, then back to pain, and I occasionally let out moans.
After watching this, I was bewildered. I had actually experienced pleasure. Was I a harlot? At this moment, I looked at my vagina in the mirror. I saw that my vagina had begun to close, my labia trembling slightly, but a wide slit was still visible. Soon, he dragged me down to the ground and inserted himself into my vagina from behind. The insertion into my already injured vagina caused new pain, and I could only sway my body. He thrust in and out continuously, this time more gently, sometimes shallow and sometimes deep, and slowly caressed my breasts from behind. I quickly felt pleasure, my whole body felt soft and weak, and I happily swayed my hips, moving in rhythm with his penis.
"Yaya, yaya, please go in a little more, yaya, it feels so good." "Call me master!"
"Yes, master, master, please go in harder." "Who are you?"
"I am the sex slave Zhang Meixian, master, please go faster." My reason was overwhelmed by lust, and I moaned in shame, my moans louder than anyone else's.
In two hours, he had sex with me three times, and I orgasmed three times. Finally, I knelt beside him and cleaned the semen off his glans with my mouth.
It was almost five o'clock; neither of us had worked. I went to the restroom to wash myself. I felt extremely guilty and ashamed of my lewdness. Was I really a slut? Was I to be his sex slave? When I came out of the restroom, he told me to kneel on the floor. I obediently knelt in front of him. He put his feet on the coffee table, and I knew what he meant.
I remembered that the female employee in the restroom had also mentioned licking his toes; now I was completely obedient to him. Without thinking,
I immediately started sucking on his toes. I licked his toes several times. I felt they smelled terrible, but I seemed to have accepted my status as a slave. I just tried to spit out saliva and wash his filth with my tongue; then I spread his toes apart and licked the gaps between them clean. I was finished. I was so naturally performing this shameful and disgusting service for him.

Chapter Thirteen: Continuing the Humiliation
I staggered home, my legs unable to close, my lower body still throbbing with pain.
Back home, I carefully examined my genitals in the bathroom. Good heavens! My labia were rubbed raw and swollen, almost twice their original size, redder than blood, vividly bright; they were turned outwards, revealing a thin slit, as if displaying the shame and pain within my vagina.
I sat in the bathroom and wept. My virginity, preserved for over twenty years, had been taken by this devil. And I had even performed oral sex on him, licked his toes—was I still human? Why was I doing something more shameful than a prostitute? The most terrifying thing was that, amidst this extreme shame, I felt a slight pleasure; I even called him "master."
Had I truly become his sex slave? I dared not think further. I poured cold water over my entire body, but I still couldn't regain my senses. I felt I could never escape his control.
Then, I took two days of sick leave, trying to escape this humiliation. I didn't leave the house for two whole days, just huddled in bed.
By the third day, I could no longer run away and had to return to the company.
When I stepped into the office, I found my seat was gone. I asked my colleagues, and they smiled slyly, saying that my desk had been moved to Zhu Ranwei's office, and I had become his special assistant.
Looking at their malicious expressions, I felt ashamed. I slowly walked into Zhu Ranwei's office, closed the door, and heard him say, "Hurry up and take it off, you're only left with your underwear."
My heart skipped a beat, and I trembled as I said to him, "Please... please stop playing with me, you've... defiled me, I... I'll never let you play with me again." He looked up at me, and I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of fear. I didn't know when I had become so afraid of him.
He scrutinized me with sharp eyes, his gaze fixed on my upper body. I immediately took off my coat, and he nodded. I took off my shirt as well, revealing a white bra. His gaze moved to my lower body, so I had to take off my skirt as well, revealing light apricot-colored underwear.
I felt like I had truly become his toy. I silently walked to his side.
He asked, "What did you just say?"
My voice trembled. "N-nothing... I'm sorry." "Where have you been these past few days?" "I... I've been a little sick, I'm... sorry."
He laughed, picked me up, and laid me flat on the desk. I didn't dare resist. He pulled my underwear up, thinning it into a strip of fabric, revealing my labia on either side.
He pinched my labia, gently kneading them. I tried to spread my legs as wide as possible, letting him play with me.
Then, he inserted a ballpoint pen into my vagina from the side, gently stroking it around.
I couldn't help but moan. I didn't understand why I was moaning so loudly; why my genitals were so sensitive.
Then, he pulled up my bra, exposing my breasts. He took out a toothbrush and gently rubbed my nipples. I couldn't help but gasp. A sensation like an electric current shot from my breasts to my genitals. I felt a large amount of fluid flowing from my vagina. He laughed and said, "You really are a once-in-a-century slut. Do you know your genitals are ten times more sensitive than the average woman's?"
I was completely bewildered. He took off my underwear, picked me up, and sat me on his lap. His penis penetrated directly into my uterus. My vagina, which had just healed, tore open again. I could only keep moving my body, cooperating with his movements to alleviate the pain. I kept screaming and moaning.
That morning, he had sex with me four times.

Chapter Fourteen: Sexual Experiences
For the next few days, he had sex with me five or six times a day. Sometimes he would penetrate me through my anus, and I had learned to move my hips to match his movements. He would thrust into me forcefully while pinching and pulling my nipples with his fingers. Sometimes he would hold me and lower his body onto me, his vagina enveloping his penis. At this time, he would suck my nipples wildly, almost drawing them out. He would also have sex with me in the normal position, pulling my legs and thrusting back and forth repeatedly. My vagina would tear and swell again and again, my nipples would become larger and larger, and even my breasts might have grown larger from the constant rubbing. At the same time, my sexual sensitivity would increase. Sometimes, even before his penis was inserted, my genitals would already be wet with vaginal fluid. With this large amount of vaginal fluid, the pain in my genitals gradually lessened.
I seemed to have accepted my fate of being violated by him. My daily task was simply to undress, lie quietly beside him, and wait for him to finish his work before he began to penetrate me. I became unusually submissive, and my will and self-respect slowly slipped away.
That day, after he finished with me, I gave him oral sex, and he ejaculated a large amount of semen into my mouth.
He told me to put my shirt and skirt back on, but forbade me to wear a bra. Good heavens! He actually pulled me by the hand and walked out of the office. Everyone was stunned when they saw us. He was dressed relatively well, but I was only wearing a white shirt, with several buttons undone. My deep cleavage was visible from the collar, and my nipples were also clearly visible through the thin fabric. Even more shameful was that there was still some milky white semen on the corners of my mouth, lips, and nose.
Although my moans echoed throughout the office every day, and everyone knew that the once icy beauty had become a prostitute being played with and humiliated by men, being so openly displayed in front of my colleagues made me feel that my dignity had been severely damaged once again. I felt that I was not only his plaything, but also a lowly woman in the eyes of others.
He led me to the conference room, closed the door, and said, "You want me to take off my clothes here."
I said, "Won't someone come in here?"
He laughed, "Don't worry, it's not time for you to be naked in front of others, hehe..."
I had no choice but to take off my shirt and skirt again. I lay naked on the rectangular conference table. I had held meetings here before, and being naked in this familiar environment gave me a new sense of shame. He stood beside the conference table, his genitals just above the tabletop. Without me having to lift my buttocks, he inserted his penis into my vagina. He thrust more wildly than usual, even squeezing my breasts hard with both hands. I felt excruciating pain. He inserted his penis as far as it could go, until it was completely inside me. Finally, he pressed his entire large body down on me. I felt as if my vagina, back, and buttocks were being crushed by a thousand-pound stone. My bones cracked. I screamed, "Please, I'm dying, please, no!"
He ignored me and continued to penetrate me with unprecedented force. Although my vagina had been penetrated by that penis dozens of times, it had never been so terrifying and powerful as this. That penis thrust in and out of my vagina, sometimes even penetrating my uterus, as if trying to pierce it.
Finally, with a loud shout, he ejaculated all his semen onto my breasts. This time, there was a lot of semen; my breasts were completely covered in it. My breasts were marked with red finger marks from his pinching, which, combined with the white semen, made them look incredibly lewd.
I was covered in sweat, and I lay limply on the table, unable to move. He was eating a cigar, which he inserted into my vagina, soaking it with semen and vaginal fluid, before lighting it and eating it.
After a while, I was able to endure the pain in my lower body and climb down. He told me to put my clothes back on, but by then I was completely soaked. My white shirt, soaked with sweat and semen, made my breasts completely see through it.
He opened the meeting room door, and many colleagues came closer to eavesdrop on our sexual intercourse. Everyone's eyes were fixed on my chest. The men showed lewd smiles, and the women showed contemptuous expressions. I lowered my head. I really couldn't look them in the eye anymore. I was such a despicable woman. How could I have the right to raise my head in front of them again? There was a lot of semen and sweat on the table, leaving behind my despicable record.
He led me into the shared men's restroom, locked the door, removed my clothes, and shoved me into the men's urinal. My body was squeezed into the cramped space, causing immense discomfort. Salty fluid streamed down my head and back. He spread my legs and thrust his erect penis in forcefully. I gasped again. With each thrust, my body was pushed further in, my hands aching terribly. My breasts were squeezed to the center, protruding exaggeratedly like large papayas. He gripped my nipple with one hand and twisted it violently. I screamed like a pig being slaughtered. This time, he thrust for a full half hour before ejaculating under my hair.
Afterward, he took me to the staff break room, storage room, and meeting room for sex. Each time, he thrust into me extremely roughly and violently. I felt no pleasure, only endless pain.
At each place where we had sex, there were numerous shameful records. Although no one else witnessed the act, I felt as if I were being watched naked by a crowd in a live sex performance.
By the time he helped me back to his office, I could no longer walk; he dragged me back. My shirt was half-open, exposing most of my breast. Although the shirt covered my nipples, it couldn't hide their swollen, red spots. My skirt was soaked, clinging tightly to my genitals, revealing the shape of my labia. My hair and face were covered in copious amounts of semen, dripping onto the floor.
Back in his office, I lay on the floor, overwhelmed with shame and pain, unable to stand up.
Before today, I could still maintain a semblance of dignity in front of others, but now, as if being presented in front of a live sex show, I felt my self-respect had vanished. I trembled with shame and fear. You stepped on my head, my face pressed against the cold marble floor. At that moment, I truly felt utterly unworthy of being human; I was less than a female dog.
When his leg left my head and I looked up, I knew I had truly become his sex slave.

Chapter Fifteen: Binding.
The nude photos or videos that had threatened me were meaningless. He even had a large number of sex tapes and VCDs, but what made me obey him wasn't these things, but rather the accumulated, inexplicable fear. I even felt I should truly understand that I was just a slave, unworthy of being human, merely his plaything. I couldn't shake this thought. My former confidence and pride were gone; now I only knew how to obey his commands.
Today he said to me, "You're starting to qualify as a sex slave. Do you know what a sex slave is?"
I said, "No... I don't know."
He coldly said, "Give me oral sex, and I'll explain it to you slowly!"
I knelt between his legs and slowly licked his penis. I was quite experienced in oral sex; I knew how to use the curling of my tongue and the suction of my lips to make him feel comfortable. "You know, you need to understand that you're not a normal woman at all. You were born a bitch, but in a human body. Bitches are subject to human discipline. I am your master, you are my sex slave, my pet, my bitch. You must absolutely obey me, understand?"
I was stunned by these words. I couldn't believe I had lost even the right to be a human being. Was I just his bitch? As a modern intellectual, this unequal slave relationship completely violated my rational thinking. Aren't people born equal? It turns out I don't even have the right to be a human being anymore. How can I be born equal? Am I just his pet?
I was completely bewildered. I stood there, my body stiff and numb. His penis ejaculated a large amount of semen into my mouth, which flowed down onto my breasts. I was oblivious to it all, just staring blankly. I couldn't believe that I had been trampled on to this extent.
"Enough, bitch, I'll grant you temporary slave status!"
"What... a temporary slave..."
"Although you're extremely qualified to be a super sex slave, you haven't received formal training or taken an oath yet. It's only temporary. Hehe, there's still a long way to go. Don't be impatient. One day, you bitch will become a real sex slave."
I didn't understand what he was saying at all. I just knelt blankly in front of him.
He said coldly, "From now on, you must call me master and refer to yourself as a slave." I had no choice but to nod. He took out a rope from the cabinet. I was terrified. He wrapped the rope around my armpits, then tied it in a crisscross shape from my chest down to my vulva. Then he strung the two ends of the rope horizontally between my labia. The rough rope rubbed against my swollen vulva, causing unbearable pain.
Then he tied my hands and legs together, leaving me suspended headfirst in mid-air, my hands and legs connected by a rope. My body was completely off the ground, my hair and nipples hanging down. I was stunned; I had never experienced being bound before. I felt like a hunted animal, waiting for its master's disposal. My
breasts dangled from the crossed ropes, swaying.
My breasts were about 40cm off the desk. He took out a ping-pong paddle and hit my left breast. My left breast immediately swung violently to the right, leaving a red mark. He kept hitting, my breasts swaying left and right. He hit faster and faster, my breasts like a piece of pork hanging in the air, he kept slapping them. I almost fainted from the pain. My breasts had turned red, and I was in excruciating pain.
"No, no, stop hitting me! Please let me go!" "Who are you?"
"I am your sex slave, I am a bitch, please let me go, Master!"
He stopped, and the shaking of my breasts ceased. They drooped like two ripe, rotten papayas, the surface of my breasts completely red, some of the skin was broken, and the surrounding skin felt like it was being burned.
Then, he took out two thin ropes, wrapped them around my nipples twice, and pulled hard. My nipples gradually lengthened, as if they were leaving my breasts. I was in so much pain that my veins bulged. My two rotten papayas were also stretched. My nipples were stretched longer and longer. I pleaded sharply, "Please let me go, Master! Sex slave Zhang Meixian will serve you for life. I will listen to anything. Please don't pull anymore, it hurts so much!"
A series of screams echoed throughout the office. My nipples had almost doubled in length, becoming short, thin rods.
He untied me, and my breasts were swollen to twice their original size, becoming two long, sagging mounds of flesh, the nipples bending downwards.
Seeing my once-proud breasts transformed into such a horrible sight, I burst into tears.
He tossed a bottle of powder beside me, saying, "You lowly slave, stop crying. Take this powder home and bathe; your breasts will be fine in about three days."
As if resurrected from the dead, I knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you, Master." I saw his erect penis, and I obsequiously performed oral sex on him. I had become his sex slave from the inside out.

Chapter Sixteen: Whipping.
These past few nights, I had bathed in water with that powder. The powder truly had a miraculous effect; my breasts and nipples had indeed healed, and even seemed a little larger than before. The sensitivity of my nipples seemed to have increased considerably; now, even a slight rubbing of my nipples caused me to produce copious amounts of vaginal fluid.
These past few days, he hadn't played with my breasts, but he frequently tied me up.
Yesterday, he even put a dog leash around my neck, and I crawled on the ground, sticking out my tongue to lick his penis.
I crawled on the ground, barking. I was a female dog, his plaything—that was an undeniable fact.
Today, he started playing with my breasts again. He tightly bound them with thick rope, turning them into two small red balls from engorgement. It hurt so much, but I dared not object. Then he bound my legs and hung me upside down, head down, my genitals aligned with his desk.
He worked while smoking, flicking ash onto my labia and holding the cigarette between them, using my genitals as an ashtray.
I endured the burning pain, the pressure from the upside-down position concentrated on my legs, making them weak and sore, while the pain from my engorged breasts was even more intense.
Suddenly, he trembled slightly. I immediately opened my mouth, and he inserted his penis into it to urinate. There was so much urine that I had to forcefully swallow it down, and I couldn't help but spit out half a drop.
When he stopped smoking, a wisp of ash fell between my labia, causing me pain and tears to stream down my face. At noon, he bought me a set of leather underwear. Wearing it, I felt even more lewd and humiliated than being naked.
The top of the leather suit was quite large, covering my entire chest, but it had a large hole in the middle, exposing my bright red breasts even more vividly.
There was a large slit in my genital area; if the fabric were pulled back even a little, my entire vulva would be visible.
He picked me up, pinched my nipples with both hands, and then inserted his penis through the middle of the fabric, deep into my uterus. I rocked my body back and forth to cooperate, and a shameful yet exciting pleasure returned.
He took me to the bathroom, put my head in the toilet bowl, and then held me, thrusting repeatedly. My head kept hitting the sides of the toilet, and sometimes my face was submerged in the water. I swallowed a little salty water; in my sexual arousal, I felt even more humiliated.
He ejaculated on my vagina and hair, then held my head down and flushed the water, washing away the semen and my dignity with saltwater.
He pulled me out and took out a leather whip.
I had seen articles about whips in SM in some magazines, and I couldn't help but tremble.
He swung the whip in the air, making a whistling sound.
He gestured to me, and I sensibly said, "Master, my body is so itchy, please give me a few lashes."
He laughed, then lashed my thigh, leaving a dark red welt.
I felt a burning pain, as if the skin on my thigh had split open. He then lashed my back, thighs, buttocks, and even my nipples, and I writhed on the ground in agony, letting out horrifying screams, while he laughed maniacally.
My whole body was covered in whip marks, and I was crawling on the ground, unable to move. I felt as if I had fallen into hell and was being tortured.
He pulled back the cloth covering my genitals, revealing my labia, and then lashed me with a whip. I opened my mouth in pain, barely able to scream. I saw my labia slowly turn a brighter red, swollen to twice their normal size. He kept whipping me, tearing the leather jacket and whip between his fingers. He lashed my breasts, inner thighs, and even my buttocks dozens of times.
Finally, he inserted the extremely thick whip handle into the middle of my swollen labia, into my vagina, until the handle was completely inside.

Chapter Seventeen: Betrayal
After being bound and whipped, he had completely stripped me of my last shred of dignity. Now, I always wear a dog collar around my neck when I'm at my desk.
I don't wear a bra; my breasts are deeply protruding from my clothes. Everyone who comes in can see my nipples, which have become larger than Xiaoru's. At first, I felt extremely ashamed, but gradually I stopped caring. God, I really have become a shameless slut.
The daily whipping and binding caused me immense pain, but amidst the pain, strange changes occurred in my lower body. When I was bound, I felt my vagina vibrate incessantly, and some vaginal fluid would leak out. And when I was whipped, at the moment of greatest pain, I actually ejaculated.
Zhu Ranwei—no, my master said I was born a sex slave, a masochist, a bitch, and now I have no choice but to believe it.
I have completely obeyed him, treating him as my master; his orders are more important than anything else.
That day, he took me to his villa for the first time. He said to me, "Tonight I have some friends coming; you will perform a striptease and serve them!"
I was struck dumb; I had never been naked in front of another man. "Master, master, no, I don't want to do it with anyone else, I will only ever serve you." "What? You dare disobey your master and betray me?" My
heart trembled; I dared not speak again.
At that moment, I heard a series of high heels clicking on the floor. Someone pushed open the door and came in. I saw them, my heart skipped a beat, and I cried out in surprise.
Four people came in. One was my former subordinate, Pan Xiaoting, a petite and beautiful woman with expressive eyes and short, shiny hair. Another was Wang Wenxue; after a month apart, she seemed even more mature and fuller-figured. The third was Zhu Ranwei's secretary, Lin Shiyi, who was over 170cm tall and looked beautiful in anything. If anyone in the company could compare to me in appearance, it would be her. And the last one was my best friend—Li Shuru.
I understood. I understood everything. The doubts that had been buried in my heart were confirmed.
I rushed forward, wanting to slap her, but the other three grabbed my hands and feet. She walked up to me and slapped me four times, then forcefully kneed me in the stomach. She had learned self-defense techniques; I felt like I was going to vomit blood from the pain, and I knelt on the ground.
"It's...you...it's you who betrayed me!" "What...what did you say, haha!"
"You were the one who took those nude photos of me in the first place. If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like this?" "Haha, you only realize this now? You're so stupid." "
I treated you like a best friend, from childhood to adulthood, I've always been so good to you."
"You bitch, do you know I've always hated you, resented you? You're better than me in everything—looks, grades, career, family—you're better than me in everything. What makes you so special?"
She grabbed my hair and pulled me up. It hurt so much. Zhu Ranwei just watched with a smile, not intervening.
Li Shuru punched my left breast. I cried out in pain, swallowing back the words I wanted to say. The other three kicked my buttocks. I crawled on the ground. Li Shuru pulled up my skirt, and Wang Wenxue immediately pulled down my underwear. Li Shuru then forcefully inserted her five-inch heel into my vagina.
I felt extremely angry and ashamed, coupled with excruciating pain. Lin Shiyi and Pan Xiaoting grabbed my hands, and I kept twisting my hips, trying to get rid of her heels. She pushed hard with her leg, inserting the heel completely into my vagina.

Chapter 18 Homosexual Humiliation
She buried her high heel completely in my buttocks, with the heel inserted deep into my vagina. She kept twisting her foot, and the hard rubber heel scraped my vagina painfully, and I couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Pan Xiaoting and Lin Shiyi held my hands, and I couldn't resist, so I could only let Li Shuru ravage my genitals. The sole of her shoe stepped on my pubic hair, which had grown back, making it messy like weeds.
I cried out, "Master, Master, save me!"
How ridiculous, the demon who humiliated me to the point of wishing I were dead, and I actually asked him to save me.
But he said, "Haha, you lowly slave, you look very cute now, and you should obey Li Shuru's orders."
I was in despair. Li Shuru grabbed my long hair, forcing my head back. "No, no, Xiaoru, it hurts so much, Mingming, don't do this!"
Li Shuru said, "Call me Empress."
I cried, "Empress, please spare me, it hurts so much, Mingming!"
"Bark a few times first!"
"Woof, woof, woof."
Li Shuru laughed incessantly, kicking me with her heel, and I crawled on the ground.
From childhood to adulthood, I had always been better than Li Shuru in everything. Why was I so degraded now? Not only had I become Zhu Ranwei's sex slave, but even towards Li Shuru, I felt utterly worthless. Li Shuru kicked me and said, "Get up, stop pretending to be dead!"
I stood up crying, and Li Shuru told me to take off my clothes.
I dared not resist, and took off my clothes one by one. Soon, I was completely naked.
This was the first time I had ever been completely naked in front of so many people, mostly of the same sex. I felt incredibly awkward and ashamed. Li Shuru came over and dug her sharp fingernails into my nipples. I screamed and tried to struggle, but Wang Wenxue and Lin Shiyi grabbed my arms. Li Shuru said, "You slut, if you resist, you'll die even more painfully." I was terrified and dared not resist anymore, forced to endure the excruciating pain in my nipples.
Li Shuru said, "Quickly say you're a slut, a bitch, a whore." I could only say in humiliation, "I am a slut... a bitch, a whore."
Then, Li Shuru and Pan Xiaoting each grabbed one of my breasts and pulled them outwards. In the struggle, my breasts were deformed and torn apart to the left and right. I was in excruciating pain. At this moment, my hands were already held down by Lin Shiyi's hands, and I could only endure the pain of my breasts being pulled apart.
First, my nipples grew longer, then my breasts became elongated bags, and my areolas turned a lighter color. I screamed in agony in the middle of it all. At the same time, Wang Wenxue and Lin Shiyi squatted down, each on one side, and pulled my labia apart. It felt like being torn apart by five horses in my middle school Chinese history lessons, but for a woman, this pain was far more excruciating than having her limbs ripped apart.
My screams echoed throughout the room, lingering in the air.

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