My wife is a thrilling masochist.

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My wife goes to work every day, and although she doesn't tell me the details, she's given me the general outline, so I know most of it. Meeting her owner was an accident.

She only told me about it via WeChat after saying goodbye to him that day. Knowing this, I asked her, "How did it feel to meet your owner?"

She replied, "I was still very excited, I really enjoyed being played with by him, but I still prefer it when he plays with me for several days in a row like before, then I feel completely like his dog."

I asked, "So how did you feel about working for him for a few days?"

She said, "It was alright, not as exciting as I imagined, because many men just want to fuck. It's good to be fucked, though. Every time he fucks me, I want to be filled up, but I'm not fully satisfied, it's not exciting enough."

I asked, "Didn't your owner enjoy playing with you yesterday?"

She replied, "It was good, but I still want more. Honey, do you think I'm becoming more and more cheap?"

I said, "The cheaper you are, the more I like it. Tell me, what makes you excited?"

She said, "Something new, something I've never experienced before, and something extreme, I like all of those."

I asked, "Be more specific, what do you crave?"

Wife: Let me think... Exposing myself in front of customers at a karaoke bar isn't very interesting, not exciting enough. If we weren't all dressed, I'd be willing to go completely naked. Also, I've been really into "holy water" lately, but not many people know how to do it. And they're not very good at humiliation either. After being fucked for so many days, I'm about to burst. I really want to meet a customer who knows how to play, to be humiliated to the extreme, to be treated like a monster. Oh, and also, that boss lady here, I want to be played by her too, but she doesn't seem to know how.

My wife went on and on, it seems this time, due to the limited number of customers, it didn't meet my expectations. But I haven't been idle. I started preparing a long time ago. Perhaps physically, I'm not as good as her owner, after all, it's my own wife, so I'm a little hesitant, but in terms of humiliation, I also like extremes.

I can feel that these past few days at work have pushed my wife to the brink of explosion. If she meets a skilled player, she'll completely succumb. So I comforted my wife, telling her not to rush, to take it slow. Then my wife went to take a nap.

After my wife woke up, I went back to my dorm. However, the woman who slapped me yesterday was clearly holding a grudge. Although she didn't do anything to my wife directly, she definitely remembered it. My wife, true to form, gave half of the 5000 yuan her employer had given her to the woman yesterday, which somewhat eased her anger.

Meanwhile, my preparations were underway. Before my wife went, I secretly started contacting people. I wanted quality, excellent partners. Because there were always people who stood me up, I contacted quite a few people, creating a small group of about twenty called the "Temporary Operations Group." Of course, some were destined to be lost.

I directly told them that there was a girl at a certain KTV, a submissive to a friend of mine, with high tolerance and unusual tastes. I had even participated in such activities myself. This time, I was treating, looking for like-minded friends to join. I specifically mentioned that we should bring a special medical report, as that would be more convenient. Of course, my way of expressing it is like giving something away for free, which will definitely arouse a lot of suspicion and doubt, thus reducing the number of people. There are also those who find it troublesome, but I won't bother with that. I won't explain further. Some things are a matter of belief; if you believe, they exist; if you don't, they don't. I'm offering my wife for everyone to play with; do you expect me to patiently persuade you? Do you expect me to solemnly prove the truth of the matter? Actually, it's a very simple matter. If you come to play, even if it doesn't happen, you'll only lose some travel expenses—no big deal. In addition, some people are also taking a wait-and-see attitude, saying they'll come when they have time. However, there are still a few who are very interested, especially one with the online name "Ruthless Flower Destroyer," a guy in his forties, also surnamed Liu, let's call him Brother Liu. He's a relatively successful person, with average sexual function, but he likes playing with women and has a lot of experience. Mainly, he has his own BDSM room, which allows him to prepare for the future. We got along very well. Later, I learned that he's been doing this for almost twenty years, his tastes are definitely quite extreme, and he has many different kinds of resources. I sent him a quick photo of my wife, and he seemed very satisfied. He asked about my wife's measurements, and I pretended to ask his master again before telling him. I also told him that this submissive, as long as it doesn't involve any sexual activity, doesn't cause physical harm, and doesn't leave permanent marks, is fine with any kind of play; she's both durable and enjoyable to play with.

That same afternoon, after chatting with my wife, I started my recruitment drive in the group chat, embellishing what my wife had told me. I said she enjoys stimulating public exposure, intense humiliation, drinking urine, being gang-raped, and not being treated like a human being. My wife, unaware of my arrangements, acted as usual. However, this caused a small stir in the group. Brother Liu readily agreed to participate; he was practically my chosen male lead. Several others also expressed interest, which I didn't mind. We agreed to meet at 5 PM at a shop near the karaoke bar. I immediately drove there. When it was time, only three people showed up, including Liu and me. One of them was a newbie, and the large, temporary group was mostly just observing. But three was enough, since we were all in the SM community. The meal went smoothly, and the most talked-about topic was wives. We decided to go to karaoke first, then take her to a bar. I brought some toys, which they looked at and thought most women couldn't handle them.

We ate, drank, and chatted, and soon it was past 7 pm. I told them I hadn't told her beforehand, so we should go early to avoid her being chosen by someone else. Liu paid the bill, and we quickly went to the karaoke bar. We agreed that I would be in charge of choosing girls, and I would go first while they played along. After that, they could do whatever they wanted. The reason I went first was to set a tone so they could be more uninhibited. The slightly awkward thing was that we arrived a little early, and the girls hadn't started work yet. We just ordered two cases of beer and waited.

After waiting a little while, they finally started work. However, there were many groups of girls there, and the first group to try out the room wasn't my wife's group. Of course, we asked to switch. It wasn't until the third group that it was their turn.

As a row of women walked in, I knew who my wife was without even seeing her face. She was undoubtedly the most provocatively dressed, since I bought all the clothes for her. Today, she wasn't wearing anything see-through, but she was still wearing the same sweater as before, except it had a tie at the neck and just covered her chest on the side, leaving her entire back and buttocks exposed. This time, however, she was wearing open-crotch black stockings with suspenders at the thighs. But unlike before, there was a fluffy tail hanging down from the back of her sweater! I knew immediately that she had inserted a tail-shaped anal plug, and she walked ostentatiously from the break room to the private room dressed like this.

I saw my wife, and she saw me too. I could tell she was a little excited, but she remained calm. As planned, I kept my wife and the "big sister" behind. The three of us men only chose these two women. Perhaps the other girls didn't like us; they picked three groups of girls but only chose two. But that didn't concern us.

After everyone else left, only my wife and the "big sister" were left. My wife didn't know who to keep her company. As the organizer of the game, I couldn't let it become awkward. I first said to the "big sister," "Go pick some songs, some upbeat songs, a lot of them, autoplay, but don't make the volume too loud, otherwise you won't be able to hear me. Just help out, you'll get paid." So she went to pick songs. Then I said to my wife, who was still standing there, "What are you still standing there for? Come here."

My wife gracefully walked to me, but didn't kneel before me like she had before her mistress, because I hadn't informed her, and she didn't know what kind of effect I wanted.

As soon as my wife stood still, I reached out and pulled her sweater up to her chest, causing her breasts to spring out from both sides. I grabbed her breasts, fiddling with the nipple rings, and deliberately said, "I wasn't lying to you, was I? Just look at those rings; you can tell how cheap she is." I looked at my wife and then said to the others, "Who dares to bet me that she's definitely wet down there? Look, she has something stuck in her vagina; she definitely likes being anally penetrated." I asked my wife again.

They all agreed with what I said, but no one bet with me, clearly agreeing with what I said.

Hearing me say this from the start, my wife became a little excited, but she still stood still and boldly answered, "Yes, I like being anally penetrated, and besides anal penetration, I also like being penetrated in other holes." The older woman was also a little curious; it seemed that the recent customers all knew about my wife, and they didn't sing at all, going straight to the point. But it was none of her business, and she wouldn't interfere.

Then, I gave my wife my first official order of the day, saying, "Come on, crawl around in front of everyone so they can see if you're wet or not." At this, my wife bent over and knelt on the ground in front of me. Without needing any further prompting, she bent over high, her sweater sliding down to her waist, revealing a fluffy white tail. I casually placed the tail over her, exposing her plump breasts, which were already wet, and her clitoris was still somewhat red and swollen, indicating she hadn't been left out last night.

I didn't reach out to touch her. Instead, I told my wife, "Keep crawling, let them all see." Then I told the woman, "You help, spread her legs so they can all see." She happily accepted the task. When my wife crawled to Brother Liu, the woman spread her legs wide open. I was sitting next to her and could see clearly the pink, tender flesh, with liquid constantly oozing out. Brother Liu also inserted his finger into my wife's vagina. He was wearing a ring on his finger! My wife made a "mmm" sound. Then he put the finger that was inside my wife's vagina into her vagina, and she started sucking on it. Brother Liu turned to me and said, "This bitch is really good. She's nice and sexy. If I get the chance, I can have her for a few days."

I replied, "I'll go ask her owner for you. If he agrees, you can have her." Clearly, I was treating my wife like an object. These two simple sentences determined my wife's fate for the next period of time.

Hearing Liu's words, his wife subconsciously turned her head to look, showing great interest in something new and exciting.

Liu noticed her swollen area and asked, "Why is your vagina swollen?" His wife honestly replied, "I was whipped yesterday." "Oh? I want to whip myself, but I don't have a whip," Liu said.

"Use your belt," his wife eagerly offered.

No sooner had she spoken than Liu pulled his belt from his waist and lashed his wife's vagina with it.

"Ah!" A cry rang out, but it wasn't from his wife; it came from the woman's hair, as part of the blow accidentally hit her hand. His wife simply grunted and gritted her teeth, enduring the pain.

Liu only whipped her once, knowing there were others waiting.

His wife continued crawling, demonstrating the same process to the others; the details are similar and won't be elaborated further. But this simple action almost made my wife gushing, being forced to have her genitals spread open by another woman for all to see—the physical harm wasn't the most significant, but the humiliation was immense. Everyone's emotions were running high. My wife crawled around once and returned to me, maintaining her head down and buttocks raised. They all still thought my wife was just someone else's submissive, unaware that she was my wife.

Now, what I wanted to do was stimulate my wife first to achieve the best effect. I knew a little about my wife's relationship with the "big sister," so I gestured for her to sit next to me. She obediently sat down, taking my arm and leaning against me. I lifted my wife's head, then casually put one arm around the "big sister's" waist, while the other hand slipped under her chest. This was specifically for my wife's benefit, hoping she would experience a new breakthrough. Seeing me intimate with another woman would further stimulate her nerves and make her even more submissive.

Sure enough, my wife's gaze gradually heated up, seemingly brewing an explosion. I ignored my wife and slowly pulled down the gang leader's clothes, revealing her breasts, which I gently played with. I said to my wife, "Let the brothers try it out first, let them feel it." Hearing this, my wife immediately crawled to the nearest guy, Brother Liu, her eyes filled with desire, and said bluntly, "Please play with me, I'm a bitch." She was saying this to me. At this moment,

the gang leader whispered in my ear, "This woman is too slutty, she just likes to be played with."

"I'll let you play with her later," I said to her.

Brother Liu didn't stand on ceremony, reaching out to untie the strap around my wife's neck and ordering her to take off her sweater. My wife quickly did so, taking off her clothes and putting them aside.

"Kneel down, head up, chest out, hands behind your back," Brother Liu commanded.

So my wife obeyed his orders, her back straight, her chest out, looking up at him.

Without hesitation, Brother Liu slapped his wife hard across the face and asked, "Want to be played with again?" This time, his wife didn't make a sound; her left cheek flushed red, and she answered, "Yes." Brother Liu then reached out and pinched one nipple in each hand, twisting and squeezing it forcefully. He continued, "Want to be played with again?"

"Ah, ahhh!" His wife couldn't hold back any longer and cried out, but her body remained ramrod straight.

Trembling, she answered, "Yes, I want to be played with."

Brother Liu didn't stop there. He slapped his wife's breasts several times, then grabbed her nipple rings and slowly pulled them back, stretching her nipples and breasts. His

wife simply closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and remained silent, fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

Brother Liu suddenly released her, and his wife let out a long sigh.

"This bitch is good, very excellent," Brother Liu said, turning to me.

My kneeling wife, not forgetting to express her gratitude, said, "Thank you for the compliment." Brother Liu then said to her, "Come with me to the toilet first." He then took a large syringe and tubing from my belongings and had another guy bring a few bottles of beer. Clearly, he was going to give her an enema, but I'd never seen anyone use beer for that before. The two of them led my wife to the toilet, though she crawled there.

I didn't go with them; I was drinking with the woman, flirting with her, and even undressing her.

Meanwhile, after my wife was led inside, although the door wasn't closed, I didn't go to check, letting Brother Liu do as he pleased. About ten minutes later, my wife was brought out, still crawling. Since she wasn't wearing a collar, Brother Liu pulled her by the hair, and she knelt before him again. After Liu sat down, he told me that just now, besides receiving an enema from him, his wife had also been given oral sex by another man and had drunk their urine, which she had asked to do herself. He said to me, "This slut really likes drinking urine; she barely spilled a drop."

Then he asked his wife, "Slut, is that right?"

Seeing that I was still flirting with her, his wife, who was even more eager to be played with, replied, "Yes, I like drinking urine. Give me all of yours."

Hearing him say all this, I was shocked that so much had happened in just ten minutes. I got a little excited too, and pressed the woman's head between my legs. She wasn't unfamiliar with this game; she readily unbuckled my belt and took my penis into her mouth. I could feel her taking it seriously, though her technique certainly couldn't compare to my wife's. At this point, neither of them seemed to be in a hurry; they were both watching me, including my wife.

It wasn't my first time experiencing something like this, so I wasn't nervous at all. I enjoyed it immensely, touching her breasts while enjoying her oral sex, occasionally thrusting deeper, which she didn't seem to mind. I hadn't ejaculated for many days, and after her sucking, I ejaculated quite a bit into her mouth. She instinctively turned to spit it out, but I quickly stopped her, saying, "Don't rush, spit it into her mouth, she likes to eat these things." Then I whispered in her ear, "You can also spit your saliva into her mouth." She smiled, got up, and came to my wife. My wife also tilted her head back, opening her mouth as wide as possible. However, instead of spitting it into my wife's mouth in a kissing motion, she spat it into her mouth from a distance. Streams of milky white liquid flowed from her mouth into my wife's mouth, which my wife licked and swallowed. And, as I had instructed, the "big sister" then spat her saliva into my wife's mouth, which my wife swallowed without hesitation.

The "big sister" thought for a moment, then picked up a glass of wine, rinsed her mouth, and then spat it into my wife's mouth. My wife's heart was also greatly stimulated, surging and erupting.

After she finished doing all this, I said to them, "Brothers, I'll have my turn first." Since I was the host, they certainly wouldn't fight with me, and they all gestured for me to do as I pleased, saying they would take their turn.

I turned to the woman and asked, "What do you think of this woman?" This time, I didn't whisper it; I said it to my wife so she could hear.

"That woman is so cheap," she said, seemingly unable to think of any other words. Then she added, "You didn't see how she was played the other day. She's really something."

She only knew my wife was.

"Do you want to play with her?" I asked again.

"Yes, but I don't know how," she replied.

"I'll teach you, okay?" I said.

"Okay, okay," she said three times, indicating she was very happy.

Then I asked my wife, "Do you want to be played by her?"

By now, my wife's deliberate indifference had already aroused her, and she answered, "Yes." Actually, she really did want to.

So I took out a reversible apron, which could be worn either way, but the two sides were different sizes—one side was shorter, only 8 centimeters, and the other side was longer, 16 centimeters. The gang leader put it on, leaving 16 centimeters sticking out, and then told her, "Fuck wherever you want." She had often seen my wife being oral sex, so she thrust it into my wife's mouth without any mercy, all the way in. However, since the prosthetic was made of silicone, it had a certain softness and wasn't as hard, so my wife actually felt more comfortable, but the intensity was high, and gagging was inevitable. If the people with us were fuck buddies, they definitely wouldn't be able to resist fucking my wife, but since we were all into this kind of thing, no one ruined the atmosphere. The three of us men watched as the gang leader held my wife's head down and fucked her mouth. Just fucking her mouth didn't seem to be enough, so they took turns fucking my wife's other two holes. By this time, my wife was fully lubricated.

But it wasn't good to keep the men waiting like this, so when she was fucking my wife's mouth again, I said to them, "You guys play, do whatever you want."

So the two of them gathered around my wife, but there was no scrambling. Brother Liu took out the biggest double-headed dildo from my bag, 4 centimeters in diameter and 70 centimeters long. He walked behind his wife, patted her, and she, oblivious to what was happening behind her, instinctively lifted herself up. He first inserted one end into her vagina, and when he felt he couldn't go any further, he inserted the other end into her anus, then began moving back and forth simultaneously. His wife's vagina and anus were once again filled, saturated, and torn.

"Ah, ahhh, ooh ooh." All three of his wife's holes were filled, the thick penis inside two of them, pain and pleasure washing over her simultaneously. Seeing the man start playing with his wife, the woman also consciously withdrew, took off her pants, and sat back down next to me.

(On a side note, this gave me an extra bonus. The woman in charge saw my wife getting anal sex so often, and seemed really excited and enjoying it, so she asked if anal sex was that pleasurable. That's how I found out she was still a virgin. Then, through a mix of coaxing and deception, and with my wife's testimony, I told her that anal sex was pleasurable for women, and suggested she try it. At first, she was reluctant. I told her to try it first, and if she wasn't comfortable, she could stop, and I even offered her extra money. She reluctantly agreed, but of course, it wasn't like how my wife did it. I lubricated her first, then slowly entered. At first, she said it felt swollen and uncomfortable, but once inside, there was no way to get out. So I ended up anally sex with her, taking her virginity. That was another bonus for me. But my wife saw it differently. Seeing others made her want to be fucked even more, not out of revenge, but for a different kind of stimulation.) They even had my wife lie face down on the table, a height more suitable for their pleasure. My wife's mouth was empty. At this moment, one of them walked up to her, holding an empty wine glass. He urinated right up to her nose, and just as it was about to fill, he shoved the glass into her mouth to catch the urine, avoiding waste. My wife drank it all in front of me. He didn't immediately feed her his own glass; instead, he spat some saliva into it before putting it in her mouth. The intense pleasure, combined with the strong mental stimulation, caused my wife to squirt for the first time that day, leaving water everywhere on the table. My wife immediately collapsed onto the table. They stopped their actions, but my wife's body continued to tremble with the previous rhythm.

However, they clearly didn't give her a chance to catch her breath. Besides Brother Liu, the other man, who was also wearing a belt, simultaneously raised their belts, one against my wife's back, the other against her buttocks, "slap, slap, slap slap, slap slap." This time, my wife didn't cry. Her body was taut, her hands gripping the edge of the table tightly, letting their belts fall on her body again and again.

With each lash, a red welt appeared on my wife's back.

Not satisfied with just whipping her from behind, they worked together, turning her over so her front was exposed again. They seemed only interested in her private parts, spreading her legs and whipping her there. Such a delicate area, such cruel whipping—my wife could no longer bear it. "Ah, ahhh!" she finally cried out. It wasn't just red and swollen, but congested with blood. Under the continuous, high-intensity whipping, my wife's urine flowed uncontrollably, continuously. She collapsed onto the table, incontinent!

I felt a pang of heartache, wondering if the intensity was too much. They stopped, giving my wife time to recover. The older sister whispered to me, "They're really going all out." I could only pretend to be calm and say, "It's okay, she'll be fine after a while." Several minutes passed before my wife slowly recovered. Although I was concerned, I didn't dare show it on my face. Before I could speak, Brother Liu asked my wife, "How was it? Did you enjoy it? Are you still willing to play?" My wife knew she had just lost control of her bladder and softly replied, "Yes, I was in heaven! I'm fine, I can take it, you guys keep playing."

It seems I underestimated my wife, underestimated a true submissive, with her inherent submissive and masochistic tendencies, which could unleash her greatest potential. But since my wife was so determined, I had nothing more to say.

Brother Liu also praised my wife, "Not bad, I like bitches like you the most, you're perfect." I've said before that women always like to hear praise, even in this area. My wife slowly recovered and happily replied, "Thank you for your praise. Your satisfaction is my greatest reward." Taking this opportunity, Brother Liu asked my wife again, "Would you like to come to my place for a few days? I have a training room, all the necessary tools, and I've even prepared a gift for you."

"Well, I'll have to ask my master first," my wife replied. But I knew that her heart was already wavering.

At this point, my wife's vulva was still red and swollen, covered in belt marks. She was ordered to lie face down on the table. Brother Liu took out two condoms and had the woman put them on her hands. She didn't know what he was going to do, but I vaguely understood. My wife understood as well, but she didn't resist or refuse. Sure

enough, he had the woman hide next to my wife, holding her hand. First, he moved a few fingers together and rubbed them back and forth on my wife's wet vulva. Then he arched her hand and slowly squeezed it all the way into my wife's vagina. Perhaps because she had just experienced extreme pain, my wife didn't feel much pain. Just like that, her vulva was filled to the brim by the woman's hand. She was successfully fist-fucked for the first time, and by a woman no less.

Feeling a woman's hand moving in and out of her vagina, the wife wasn't afraid at all; instead, she pleaded, "Hurry up!"

The gang leader, also quite forceful, slowly moved in and out of the wife's vagina. Liu then had her put her other hand into the wife's vagina, in the same way. However, since there was already a hand inside, it wasn't as smooth as before. But the wife's anus had been explored before, and she had been stretched by a double-headed dildo and given an enema, so it was relatively easier, and finally, her fist was shoved inside. The wife only felt two hands rubbing against her body. It was the first time she had been simultaneously fucked by two fists, which was a breakthrough for her.

The gang leader's hands moved in and out of the wife's two orifices without stopping. At this moment, another woman walked up to the wife and put it into her mouth again, then put a belt over the wife's head without using her hands. The wife's hands were supporting her on the table, unable to move. Having just recovered, she was brought to another climax.

When the gang leader's hands were pulled out of the wife's body, the fist had just left her body when the wife ejaculated again!

My wife felt her body suddenly go emptied, a void, but her mouth was still going at it. Luckily, neither of the two penises was particularly long, so although she kept gagging, she didn't vomit. Brother Liu then thrust into her anus. It had just been used by a fist and was slightly loose, but that didn't stop him from riding her. The belt fell on my wife again. My wife's mind went blank again, and she became a tool for sexual release once more.

However, that night, neither of her two holes was penetrated at the same time, probably because it had been used by a fist and wasn't as tight, so it didn't feel as good. My wife's mouth became the main target of release again. After my wife was given another blowjob, the man behind her moved to the front. It was still more enjoyable to have her mouth dry.

My wife's anus was now empty. At this time, I pressed the button for the private room service and asked the waiter to bring in some drinks. Brother Liu took this opportunity to put a cover on a beer bottle and then inserted the thick end into my wife. Since it wasn't comfortable to fuck her, he would fill it with something else. Going in was easier now; half the bottle was inside my wife, with only a small part sticking out. She was facing the door. A

moment later, a young waiter came in. Upon seeing this scene—my wife bent over on the table, a bottle stuck in her throat, and someone whipping her with a belt—he was startled. He didn't say anything, put down his things, and then, pretending to have something to do, pulled the older woman aside and asked, "Is this okay? Should we call someone?"

The older woman gestured that it was fine, and I said to him, "Since you're already here, have sex with her before you leave." The older woman also egged him on, saying, "The boss is asking you to have sex, hurry up!" She then handed him a condom.

I told him, "Take the bottle out and have sex with her."

Although he had some concerns, who wouldn't want something free? So he followed my instructions, inserted his penis into my wife, and after ejaculating, he sheepishly withdrew. The older woman quickly picked up the condom he had thrown away and, using the same method, tied it to my wife's nipple ring, telling me it was my wife's trophy.

However, since we didn't have many tools on our phones, we only played around for a short while, taking turns having sex, and it was already past eleven. According to our previous plan, we were going to a bar, and the older woman was quite enthusiastic, insisting on coming with us.

So we moved on to our next destination, finding a nearby bar. But this bar visit didn't go very smoothly, so I'll just briefly mention it.

At this point, my wife's stockings were torn, but she hadn't taken them off. She was wearing her sweater and coat, and we went into the bar together.

The bar was noisy and crowded in the early morning. We found a spot; the older woman was still being held by me, while they sat around my wife, their down jackets unzipped, but still not off. Earlier at the karaoke bar, my wife hadn't drunk any alcohol, but now, as soon as she sat down, she had a few drinks. Seeing the older woman joking around in my arms, my wife volunteered to dance, and everyone was happy for her to perform. So she took off her coat and went onto the dance floor. Her outfit was incredibly eye-catching, and her stockings were ripped. She even squeezed herself onto a round platform in the middle, so her breasts would occasionally peek out

as she danced. The DJ, seeing this bold woman, even shouted to get the atmosphere going, "Let's all give this beauty a scream!" My wife instantly became the center of attention. Then, another man stood on the platform, hugged my wife from behind, and slipped his hand inside her breast from the side. My wife didn't seem to care, almost wanting everyone to see. She even deliberately pulled her sweater up to reveal her breasts, but it didn't last long before the man pulled her away. If he hadn't taken her, she probably would have been willing to be completely naked. And it wasn't just one man, there were several of them trying to take her away.

We stopped them for two reasons. First, we weren't done having fun ourselves, so how could we let her be taken away? Second, there was the safety issue. Although my wife had been to similar places in bars before, that was when someone knew her and could arrange things. Today, it was a completely unfamiliar bar, and she had attracted everyone's attention from the start, causing a minor incident. We were worried about potential problems, so we quickly took her out. Although she had a little exposure, the bar trip was a failure. However, they all seemed to believe me when I said my wife liked to show off.

Brother Liu suggested that since we couldn't go to the bar, we should go somewhere else, a rather impromptu idea. My wife, of course, agreed, and we didn't even ask her opinion. Crowded places are still unsafe, and it's already past midnight. Aside from some indoor venues, there aren't many crowded places left, and our plans are starting to fall apart. So I suggested we get a hotel room and have some fun there, then we could do whatever we wanted. We found a hotel nearby, and Brother Liu readily paid the bill. We'd just checked in, and before we even got on the elevator, he said, "Want to go out and have some more fun?" I was planning to go back to the hotel, but hearing him say that, I asked my wife what she thought. Of course, I didn't reveal my identity. I asked her, "Do they want to go out and have some more fun? Do you want to go back to the room and get fucked, or do you want to continue having fun outside?"

Hearing my question, my wife replied, "If they want to, then let's have some more fun." Sure enough, my wife's answer was exactly what I expected. I told them, "I'm a little tired, I'm going to sleep for a while. You can come back after you're done."

They readily agreed, and the two of them turned around and took my wife out of the hotel again. As for me, I didn't go back to the room either, because I felt that sometimes, peeping is more exciting than being there in person.

By this time, there were very few pedestrians on the street, so I didn't lose track of them and followed them from a distance in the shadows.

I watched them walk to the entrance of a 24-hour convenience store and talk to my wife, presumably asking her to go in and buy something. My wife took off her down jacket, which the other man carried. She had done this before, so it shouldn't be difficult for her. I didn't see what happened inside, and I don't know what she bought, since it was a bit far, but my wife came out quickly.

After my wife came out, she stood at the entrance of the convenience store, avoiding the camera's view, and took off her sweater. The guy working the night shift inside must have had a clear view of her from that angle. The winter night in Chongqing was still quite cold. My wife took off her inner layer and put her down jacket back on; after all, the weather wasn't suitable for being completely naked outdoors. However, she didn't zip it up very high, revealing half of her breasts.

Later, my wife told me some things. Although I could see them, I wasn't there and didn't know what they were saying. At first, I didn't know what they were planning, so I quietly followed behind.

We continued until we reached a public restroom, separate for men and women, with stalls inside and urinals in the public area. They took my wife inside, and a little while later, another guy came out alone, carrying my wife's down jacket. My wife and Liu were left inside the restroom. Later, my wife told me what had happened. They did what I had always wanted to do, but hadn't, and wasn't too afraid to do.

On the way there, Liu asked my wife, "Want to drink urine?" He remembered my wife saying at the karaoke bar that she liked to drink urine.

"Yes," the wife replied.

Then came the following scene: they took the wife to a public restroom. Since no one was inside, Liu ordered her to take off her clothes. He then wrote "Please pee in my mouth" on her breasts and "Fuck my mouth" below them. It turned out that they had made her buy a red marker at the convenience store earlier, and now they used that to write those words on her breasts. At this point,

Liu said to his wife, "Whenever someone goes to the restroom, let them see the words on your chest, make them pee in your mouth and drink it. Be proactive, be shameless, understand?"

"Yes, I understand, no problem," the wife replied firmly.

"If anyone sees you like this and wants to call the police, you run out quickly. If they dare to pee in your mouth, do as I say, understand?" Liu added.

He was quite considerate, fearing that someone more upright, or cowardly, or for other reasons might see a woman like this and call the police.

"I understand," the wife replied.

"Go, kneel down next to the urinal," Brother Liu commanded.

His wife obediently knelt between the two urinals, close to her feet, chest out, kneeling straight, essentially becoming a urinal.

At this moment, only his wife knew that she was already overflowing with fluids. Being used as a urinal in a public restroom filled her with intense humiliation, yet also with a burning desire. Once his

wife was in position, Brother Liu naturally pulled out his penis. As the first user of this urinal, he didn't insert it into his wife's mouth, but rather urinated on it from a distance. Who would urinate with their penis pressed against a urinal?

Seeing Brother Liu preparing to urinate, his wife opened her mouth wide, her heart filled with intense longing. Then, a stream of hot fluid gushed out of his wife's mouth, but no matter how wide her mouth opened, or how much she swallowed, the force of the impact still caused a lot of fluid to splash onto her face and body. After Liu finished urinating, the other man, of course, didn't miss the opportunity and urinated into his wife's mouth in the same way, though some of his urine spilled onto her body.

After they finished, Liu hid in one of the stalls, both to monitor whether his wife had followed instructions and to protect her in case of any unexpected incidents.

The other man went outside to wait, leaving his wife alone kneeling beside the toilet. Fortunately, after a few minutes, two men went to the toilet and didn't come out for about half an hour. What follows is what happened in the toilet.

His wife, kneeling beside the toilet, saw the two men enter from the side. Although it was winter and she was completely naked, when she saw the two men, she didn't feel cold at all; instead, her body felt hot, and a strong sense of humiliation washed over her. Before it even started, she was already fantasizing about drinking their urine.

The two men who had just entered also saw his wife at a glance. They both froze on the spot, feeling embarrassed, confused, and bewildered. But his wife only felt desire. They slowly moved closer to his wife, their attention completely focused on whether there were other people in the restroom, noticing the words on her body and the nipple rings on her nipples. But faced with such a woman and such a situation, most people would have many doubts, and they were no exception; they didn't take any further action.

Seeing that they were only staring at his wife and had no intention of doing anything, she spoke first, "If you're going to the restroom, just pee in my mouth." Hearing his wife speak, they also spoke up. One of them said, "Beautiful lady, what's going on?

Is something wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, I just wanted to drink a man's urine, so I came. Hurry up and pee in my mouth," his wife urged.

"Really pee in your mouth?" the man said, clearly still not quite believing.

"Really, come on," his wife said, becoming somewhat anxious at their hesitation.

The man hesitated, then slowly approached his wife, pulling out his... What appeared before his wife's eyes was a hard erection. It turned out that he had already been hard when he saw this woman, but had initially been hesitant to get closer.

Another man was watching from the sidelines. He then approached his wife and slowly tried to bring his lips closer. Seeing him approach, his wife immediately leaned forward and took half of his urine into her mouth.

She wasn't unfamiliar with eating or drinking strangers' urine, but she had never done anything like this in a public restroom. The man paused, unable to urinate due to his erection. His wife, with her mouth full, waited quietly.

Finally, a warm stream rushed into her mouth. She couldn't see the color, but it was probably yellowish. The smell was extremely strong and pungent. "He must stay up late often," she thought, feeling a warm sensation wash over her, her shame greatly satisfied.

She began to swallow deeply. The fact was undeniable, and the man no longer had any doubts. The urine flowed smoothly into her mouth, continuing for a long time before stopping. They had both come back to the restroom because they needed to urinate. The restroom was so quiet that only the sound of her swallowing could be heard, and she hadn't spilled a single drop.

After he urinated the last drop into his wife's mouth, he withdrew. Before they could speak, his wife said to the other man, "You come too, urinate in my mouth." Having clearly seen his friend urinate in his wife's mouth and swallow it all, he no longer had any other concerns or hesitations. He quickly walked to his wife, and like his friend, took out his equally hard penis and stuffed it into her mouth. But unlike the previous one, his was much longer and thicker, filling his wife's small mouth completely. His wife held it

in her mouth without moving. He started with a small stream, gradually increasing the flow, and his wife began to swallow it in large gulps. After a while, he finished urinating. This time, before he withdrew, his wife reached out and hugged his leg, taking it all into her mouth at once. Seeing that he didn't try to avoid her, she spat out again and said to him, "Can you fuck my mouth?" He wasn't surprised that a woman kneeling in the men's restroom drinking urine would say such a thing again; his wife also sensed his rising lust. Without a word, he started, but his movements were slow, and he didn't penetrate very deeply.

The wife watched his penis move in and out of her mouth. Although it wasn't as vigorous as other men's, the stimulation of the environment gave her a strange feeling. His friend then went to the door, seemingly to keep watch; their coordination was quite good.

Seeing him moving so slowly, the wife couldn't resist and started moving herself. The older she was, the more she liked it; she enjoyed watching others swallow her whole. She quickened her pace, taking it all the way in each time. Encouraged by her, he finally became more intense, pressing her head down and thrusting violently. However, like many men doing oral sex for the first time, he didn't last long, shuddering and ejaculating into her mouth. The wife deliberately opened her mouth for him to see, then swallowed it all in one gulp.

This time, the man from before, without waiting for the wife to speak, came over proactively; perhaps they both felt they'd gotten a great deal. The one who had just ejaculated also went to the door, giving someone else the lookout duty.

He had witnessed the scene of him having sex with his wife's mouth, and immediately began deepthroating. However, his penis wasn't particularly large, so it was easy for his wife, and the only sounds in the toilet were soft, gurgling.

He couldn't hold back for long, but instead of ejaculating in her mouth, he quickly pulled out and aimed at her face. His wife instinctively closed her eyes, feeling streams of hot fluid spray onto her face, licking up the residue that trickled down her lip.

When she sensed he had stopped, she opened her eyes and, seeing the remaining fluid, licked it clean.

At this moment, the man said to his wife, "Beautiful lady, if you have nowhere to go, come with us." Clearly, having tasted the pleasure, he wanted to take her away to continue having sex. His wife didn't mind being fucked a few times, but with others here, she couldn't go with them, so she replied, "No, you guys go ahead, I'll stay here tonight."

Faced with a woman like this, with the street right outside, they couldn't force her. But they weren't willing to leave just like that, so the two of them went to my wife and started kneading her breasts. My wife, with her chest out, let them do as they pleased. They left after they'd had their fill.

That's when I saw them come out.

After they left, Brother Liu came out too. Seeing my wife's face covered in semen, he said to her, "Smear the semen on his face."

My wife nodded and did as he said. Only then did she feel her stomach bloating, after all, she had just drunk the urine of four men. Brother Liu didn't do anything and just waited inside. But it was getting late, and no one else came to use the restroom for a while. My wife was also getting cold, and conditions didn't allow them to continue. After a while, I saw Brother Liu lead my wife out. She was still wearing a down jacket, but after they came out, he put it on her. They seemed to be heading back to the hotel. I quickly left and went back to the hotel before them.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Brother Liu texted me. They didn't have a card and asked me to come down and get it.

As I stepped out of the elevator, a strong odor emanated from my wife's face. The elevator attendant next to me, who was also directing traffic, must have smelled it too.

Back at the hotel, our four-person activities began. Of course, I participated the least; they did most of the work. Unlike the times my wife was taken out to work, where she was sexually assaulted and then slept with others, this time they didn't intend to let her sleep. After they finished, they made her lick their feet. They played until they were exhausted, around four o'clock, before finally falling into a deep sleep.

The next morning, a little after six, Brother Liu got up because he had a company meeting he had to attend. He didn't forget to wake his wife and urinate into her mouth. The other guy also woke up and had sex with my wife once, then left for work, leaving Brother Liu behind. That concluded today's activities.

[The End]

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