I am my husband's bitch

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University life is always fleeting, and before we knew it, we

had graduated. On graduation day, a large number of classmates surrounded me and Keke to see us off. In the last few days, most of them left traces of their classmates on our bodies.

After graduation, my boyfriend and I moved in together, and Keke lived next door. I would meet my boyfriend occasionally, but that wasn't enough for me. So whenever I had time, Keke and I would go out for various things. The clients from high school still remembered us; we were never short of customers.

Life seemed quite ordinary on the surface, and my husband remained the same. He liked all sorts of things to do: rope bondage, cosplay, traps, vacuum packaging, and so on. Every time, he would beg me to play these things with him, and I would pretend to reluctantly agree. However, my husband didn't know that I had actually tried hundreds or thousands of things more than he knew.

Although my husband was a bit of a jerk, he was quite loyal. During university, the news of me being a sex slave was all over the place; even the most honest and introverted students had heard about it. But my husband never appeared as a client.

Another year has passed, and I've been itching to do something crazy all year. Although Keke and I often go out, we rarely do anything particularly wild. Those kinds of wild activities last all day, requiring a day off the next, which is hard to explain to my husband.

Even though many men have seen us, it's not enough to satisfy Keke and me. Besides, we both work most of the time, which further reduces the time for those crazy things.

A month later, my boyfriend and I will finally walk down the aisle. To commemorate this day, and to finally release the pent-up desire of the past year, I made a bold decision.

"Wow, you really want to do this?"

"Of course! I want to give my husband a surprise."

"You call this a surprise?"

"Don't worry about anything else, it's all about the surprise. Or are you scared, chickening out, not willing to do it?"

"Surprised? I don't know about the excitement. Who's scared? I'm just afraid you'll back out. Haha, just thinking about it is exciting, so let's start preparing!"

Before the wedding, Keke and I were secretly plotting something big.

This was something I had been thinking about for a long time. I had to face my true nature. Actually, I'd started preparing for this wedding long ago.

On one hand, my husband and I were sweetly discussing the wedding arrangements and sending invitations to relatives and friends. On the other hand, Keke and I were constantly plotting surprises and arranging all sorts of things.

Soon, the wedding day arrived. I put on my pure white wedding dress, long, silky white gloves, white stockings, and finally, white high heels. Dressed entirely in white, I looked so radiant, so pure.

And I waited for the moment when this purity would be tainted, the instant an angel would fall before everyone's eyes.

My best friend, Fan Ke, stood beside me, her attire also quite glamorous, as my bridesmaid. Watching the guests arrive one by one, we exchanged a smile, anticipating their astonishment.

Relatives and friends took their seats one after another, my parents-in-law and my own parents beaming with joy, constantly greeting the distinguished guests. For both sets of parents, this was undoubtedly one of the most important wedding banquets of their lives. Everyone tried their best to invite all their familiar faces; relatives and friends from both sides came to attend.

After everyone was seated and the dishes were laid out, the wedding proceeded smoothly.

Guided step by step by the emcee, accompanied by beautiful music, my husband and I's wedding seemed so beautiful and happy. My husband beamed with happiness, and I returned his smile with a radiant smile. In my husband's heart, we were a match made in heaven, such a blessed couple. However, my husband didn't know that the surprise I was about to give him was about to begin.

"Well, after listening to the bride and groom's journey, you must all realize that this couple is truly a match made in heaven. From childhood to now, from junior high, high school, university, and even after graduation and starting work, they have been inseparable. It's as if I'm seeing a pair of lovebirds flying wing to wing; this is the sweetest love in the world. Please give the newlyweds another round of applause!"

During the wedding ceremony, the emcee spoke passionately, and the audience listened with great excitement. One after another, everyone clapped wildly, showering us with enthusiastic applause for what felt like the umpteenth time.

"The next segment is the newlyweds' gift exchange. I've heard that the bridesmaid and bride grew up together, and I'd like to ask the bridesmaid how she feels right now. Also, I heard the bride and bridesmaid secretly prepared a gift for every guest present. The gifts are now in our hands, so please distribute them as you go,"

the emcee suddenly announced, leaving my husband a little bewildered. I could clearly see his confusion, as this hadn't been part of the previous wedding rehearsals.

"This is a surprise that Keke and I secretly prepared

," I whispered in his ear.

Hearing this, my husband smiled happily. In his mind, Keke and I had gone to great lengths, preparing a truly grand gift for the wedding. However, I wondered if my husband could handle such a large gift.

"Xiaohe and I have been best friends since childhood. Seeing her walk down the aisle and find such a happy life makes me incredibly happy. Xiaohe, I wish you all the best! May your future be as wonderful as ours was before, no, even better!"

Keke shouted her blessings through a megaphone, which was met with another round of enthusiastic applause from the audience.

Everyone assumed this referred to life or career. However, no one understood that it meant something else entirely.

At the same time, several people appeared, carrying small boxes and distributing them to each guest.

"Miss Bride, what is the surprise gift you have prepared for everyone today?"

the emcee asked with a smile as he approached me.

Seeing his smile shift from normal to slightly mischievous, I smiled back and secretly touched him. My voluminous wedding dress concealed my hand, preventing anyone from noticing.

Actually, this emcee was one of Keke and I's clients. From our senior year of high school until now, he'd had sex with us just as many times as my husband. Besides him, every single one of the waiters present had been intimate with us; every single one of them had been my lover.

That's right, the emcee was someone Keke and I conspired to find; we planned this wedding together. And the gifts in the guests' hands were…

“Wow!”

“What is this?!”

“Oh my god!”

“What is this?!”

One by one, the guests had already opened their gifts, exclaiming in horror.

Inside the gift boxes they opened was a file I had written for myself.

Doll Instruction Manual: Product Name: Doll Alias: Wang Xiaohe Height: 168cm Weight: 53kg Points: Nipples, soles of feet Experience: At age 15, she had a relationship with her boyfriend Zhao Yang for over two years. Due to Zhao Yang's lack of ability and his preference for sexual activity, coupled with her unsatisfied body, she developed a special psychology. Starting in her senior year of high school, she became a well-known campus prostitute at No. 2 High School, having sex with approximately 120 men in one academic year. During that summer vacation, she challenged various high-difficulty sexual activities with various gangs in the city. In her freshman year of college, she became the cheapest girl on campus, and at the end of her freshman year, she began working as a sex worker, working as a sex worker for three days and three nights, serving over a thousand customers with her friends. For the next three years of college, she worked as a sex toy, exhibiting herself in various men's restrooms every week. Until graduation, she had sex over ten thousand times, with over three thousand customers.

How to use: You can use her however you like, the whole body can be used. Mouth, anus, hair, armpits, soles of feet, lower abdomen, thighs—every inch of skin on the body can be kissed. (Not only men, but women can also use it freely.) Greatest preference: uterine penetration; the moment it meets the cervix is the happiest moment for this product.

Greatest wish: to be... by as many people as possible, the more the better, the bigger the better.

Greatest desire: to be fucked to death.

Attachments: A large number of photos. A user manual appears before everyone, along with a thick stack of photos, all taken of me and Keke since university.

There are photos of me being fucked in the wild, on the beach, and in a laboratory. There are photos of me made into a sex toy with all three holes spraying out, photos of me lying in a bathtub, and photos of me being exposed in various entertainment facilities and being seen by many passersby. Every photo clearly shows me filled and overflowing.

My husband and both sets of parents were stunned and didn't even react. Suddenly, the emcee snapped his fingers, the large screen in front of the wedding stage went down, and the elegant music stopped. Immediately, images appeared on the screen, footage of Keke and me being gang-raped over the years.

Each video featured no fewer than 20 men, and in each video, Keke and I were tossed around like toys. Someone would pull out their penis and start fucking us, then casually toss us to the ground.

"Ah~~ Ahhh~ Harder~ I~~ Ahhh~ I am Wang Xiaohe~ Ahhh~ Fuck me hard, yes, yes, fuck my uterus, ahhhh~ That's right, shoot inside, ahhh~ Fill my uterus, I want everyone's cunt, ahhhhhh~~~"

My voice echoed through the videos. Each provocative sound stimulated every man in the video, and under my voice's provocation, they subjected me to even more brutal acts.

"Don't just look at me in the videos, look at me now!"

I suddenly stood up on stage and tore off a strap from my wedding dress. I had altered this wedding dress beforehand; instantly, most of the voluminous skirt fell away, revealing my body tightly wrapped in white silk. My bra was nowhere to be seen, my two beautiful breasts exposed, their nipples swaying with tiny rings.

The pristine white fabric was now open, a small, exposed display to everyone. Only the white stockings and gloves remained intact; the rest was almost entirely gone.

"And me,"

Fan Ke said, pulling open her own clothes. Her dress, more like a cheongsam, also disappeared after being removed. Hers was much larger than mine, two enormous breasts swaying precariously. Her lower body was already overflowing with desire, yearning for everyone's touch. Aside from the black stockings and gloves, Ke Ke was also completely naked.

"Guests, please feel free to have your way with us,"

we said, sitting together on the ground, legs spread wide in an M-shape, exposed to all our friends and family.

"Look, these are the legendary black and white angels. Suwen and Suwen are angels fallen to earth, one black and one white, helping people satisfy their sexual desires. To be able to marry such angels, I wonder what kind of good fortune the groom has accumulated over several lifetimes. Everyone, don't let down the angel bride's heart, come on!"

The emcee picked up the microphone, excitedly finished speaking, and then threw the microphone aside. He came to my side, took off his pants, revealing his huge penis, and knelt down to insert it directly into me.

The waiters were not to be outdone, one by one rushing to the stage and stripping naked, sticking their clothes into my mouth, my white thighs where they met. Keke was almost the same as me, with at least five penises fucking her at the same time. In a short moment, the stage instantly transformed from a solemn wedding into a party.

I finally felt the pleasure of being penetrated by three holes at the same time, in my throat, in my anus, and constantly kissing my uterus. Three huge penises thrust back and forth, ravaging my beautiful body.

"Ah~~ So good, shoot inside me, shoot inside me now!!! I'm an inflatable doll, I'm a doll.

I'm not human, fuck me however you want, as many as you want, fuck me~~~~ Ah~~~~"

I kept screaming on stage, the images and sounds stimulating the hearts of everyone present. Finally, under my constant stimulation, the guests below the stage, who had just drunk some alcohol, under the influence of the alcohol and the stimulation in front of them, began to come forward one after another.

Whether they were my uncles who were a generation older than me or my nephews who were a generation younger than me, they were all waiting for my body to empty itself.

One person shot inside me, and before there was any sign of it flowing, the next person immediately blocked it.

It raged inside me, and inside me was a sticky, pounding sound like rice cakes being pounded. The "plop plop" sounds were endless, and my and Keke's screams added a symphony to this chaotic scene.

The scene was chaotic, with a group of men surrounding us, taking turns enjoying us, these two dolls.

I felt every part of my body being ravaged by the in-and-out penetration, every inch of my skin being irrigated. As more people entered my mouth, more filled my belly. As more filled mine, more slowly filled my uterus. I hadn't felt this way in so long; this was the feeling I'd always wanted.

In the crowd, Keke and I held each other's wrists; this was our paradise.

Women around us continued to hurl insults at us, but we didn't care at all. Hearing those degrading hurls at us only made us laugh even harder.

"That's right, we're sluts, we're bitches, we're sex toys, we're everything except human. Ah~~~~~ You don't need to hold back and vent your anger on us, ah~~~~ Ladies, if you feel your husbands have been seduced by us, don't be jealous, your husbands haven't cheated, ah~~~~~ They're just playing with a non-human doll. You can play with us as you please, there are dildos in the southeast corner, you can wear them and fuck us, you can whip us, it's all up to you. Ahhh~~~"

We said provocatively. After hearing our speech, these women simply accepted it. No matter how much they cursed, it was useless; we truly believed we weren't human, so our husbands were really just playing with a lowly inflatable doll. But the hatred in their hearts had nowhere to be vented, and quite a few of them actually put on dildos and joined our screaming party.

My husband was lying on the ground crying in pain. I didn't see my in-laws or parents; they had probably fainted. All I know is that this day was the most exhilarating I've ever had.

The party lasted a long time, after which Coco and I were thrown into a garbage dump behind the hotel by the staff.

Half-dead, we lay on the ground, and were then assaulted by several homeless men. The homeless man's filthy, smelly penis being put in my mouth made me want to vomit, but it also excited me even more. Afterwards, it hurriedly escaped from our bodies several times, afraid that something might happen.

Afterwards, Keke and I barely managed to put on our tattered clothes and returned to her rented room. Surprisingly, the homeless man hadn't stolen her phone; it was still inside her clothes. Perhaps they were too nervous during our encounter and hadn't looked for it.

I saw a text message from my parents in the message log, a scathing rebuke that ended with them severing all ties with me. Keke also received a text from her parents.

The incident caused a huge uproar; our photos from the party went viral on social media. Keke's parents, of course, saw how carefree their daughter was and abandoned her.

Keke and I were both kicked out of our home, but we weren't panicked at all. After giving each other a taste of our own medicine, we began a new journey.

We traveled between the cities of our high school and university, occasionally visiting other cities. As the most famous alumni of our school—no, I should say the two most famous "intelligent dolls" of our former school—we drifted between graduates and freshmen, living off cheap rent and the charity of our fellow alumni.

[The End]

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