Industrial espionage (9-14)

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(9)
In this depraved underground training room, Lingnu was being pushed to a peak she had never experienced before. My tongue was ravaging her secret garden, tasting her nectar. This was the first time Lingnu had tasted my oral skills. For a slave, oral sex from their master was a great reward, something Lingnu was not entitled to, but to let her fully enjoy tonight, I made an exception and gave her a treat.
However, it must be said that Lingnu hadn't had much sexual intercourse during her months of slave training, so her secret garden was still very tender, excellent in both appearance and color, even her nectar exuded a youthful freshness. To give oral sex to such a young girl was a rare pleasure for me as well.
To stimulate all of Lingnu's senses, I deliberately raised my voice, making loud, gurgling sounds between her legs. Lingnu had forgotten her girlish shyness, moaning wildly, her hands gripping my head tightly, trying to guide me to the ultimate pleasure. Her legs were spread wide into an M shape, her toes supporting her beautiful buttocks, allowing me a better angle to kiss her garden.
Judging from the amount of her lustful fluids and her various bodily reactions, she was approaching a surging climax. I seized this opportunity, abandoning oral sex, and instead climbed on top of her, like an inexperienced young man, thrusting my large penis wildly between her legs.
Of course, this method couldn't satisfy Lingnu's burning desire; the climax was practically within her grasp, how could she let it slip away! Sure enough, after a while, Lingnu used her delicate hands to grasp my penis, guiding it to the entrance of her 17-year-old girl's secret garden, then stopped, waiting for me to penetrate.
But I deliberately suppressed my overwhelming urge and desire, refusing to penetrate! At that moment, tears welled up in Lingnu's eyes. How much desire, grievance, self-blame, guilt, and resignation were contained in that look! She struggled internally until the overwhelming fire of desire finally overwhelmed her remaining reason. With a resolute expression, Lingnu closed her eyes, and a single, crystal-clear tear rolled down her cheek. At the same time, Lingnu gently pushed my large penis inside her. Lubricated by abundant vaginal fluid, Lingnu's vagina easily swallowed my penis.
"Ah..." The feeling of fullness and satisfaction from her lower body made Lingnu throw her head back and open her mouth wide, letting out a high-pitched moan.
This was the first time Lingnu had initiated sex with me. From her eyes just now, I knew that at this moment, Lingnu truly accepted herself as my slave. She had completely devoted herself to her master. Of course, I knew that tomorrow morning, Lingnu wouldn't be able to maintain the submissive nature she had tonight, but that was something that needed to be cultivated slowly in the future.
This night can be considered Lingnu's first step on the path of becoming a sex slave, and an extremely important one at that. How she takes this step will directly affect what kind of slave she will become in the future. I can boldly say that Lingnu's step has been a complete success. Her future path is now entirely in my control!
Now that my purpose for tonight has been achieved and my business is done, I should be able to fully enjoy this beautiful piece of flesh beneath me. I lowered my head and kissed Lingnu's cherry lips, and Lingnu responded passionately. My saliva, combined with Lingnu's own nectar, instantly became a lubricant for Lingnu's soul. She stretched her delicate tongue as far into my mouth as possible, greedily sucking it in.
I began to gently thrust my large penis in and out, and Lingnu's moans followed the rhythm of my thrusts, sometimes shallow and fast, sometimes deep and heavy. After a while, Lingnu had learned to twist her waist to match my thrusts. The wet, wet sounds and the obscene smells continued to emanate from where we were joined, further stimulating our senses of smell and hearing.
Under Qiluochun's influence, Lingnu quickly reached her first climax of the night. I felt a sudden surge of fluid in my lower body, and at the same time, Lingnu's vagina convulsed.
I chuckled to myself, "So soon? Not long!"
My thrusting didn't slow down because of Lingnu's climax; instead, it became even more intense. To gain greater pleasure, I turned Lingnu's body to one side, lifted one of her legs, and straddled it over my shoulder, continuing to ravage her with even more lewd techniques.
For Lingnu, such open intercourse was both shameful and frightening. She covered her face with her hands, seemingly unable to watch this lewd spectacle. But on the other hand, her lower body told me that her sensuality was on the rise again, heading towards another peak. Coupled with the fact that even her hands couldn't cover her moans, it further encouraged me to continue conquering her.
Lingnu's second climax was more intense and longer than the first. After Lingnu let out a long howl, I felt a stream of vaginal fluid shoot onto my glans, and then Lingnu became motionless as if dead. I temporarily stopped thrusting and checked on her condition. Sure enough, she had fainted due to an overexcited orgasm.
When a slave faints during intercourse with her master, the only way to wake her is usually to be forcibly re-engaged. However, tonight I once again gave Lingnu a break, not only refraining from further abuse but also tenderly withdrawing my penis and carrying her to my bedroom.
I laid Lingnu on the soft, comfortable bed, locked the chain around her neck to the iron ring at the head of the bed, and covered her with a quilt. Seeing Lingnu sleeping peacefully with a flushed face and even breathing, I left alone.
Lingnu's fainting spell might bring her a peaceful night's sleep, but her mood when she wakes up tomorrow will be a thousand times worse than after I beat her.
But right now, I have another problem to solve: my penis is still incredibly hard and painfully erect. Looking at my pitiful, large penis, I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh, thinking, "Since I've made this cheap deal for the slave tonight, whether for the sake of my own penis or for the sake of fairness, I should give the slave a little treat."
What do I mean? Well, when I was feeding the slave, I also drugged her with the "Qiluochun" drug. Now she should be aroused, but I've deliberately put a chastity belt on her.
This chastity belt is made of thick leather, shaped like a woman's underwear. The part covering the vulva is slightly arched hard leather, with only a small hole for urine to flow out. The anus is not covered, and there is a lock on the belt to prevent anyone from taking it off without permission.
This was worn by the royal nobles who fought in the Middle East during the European Crusades, so that they could fight with peace of mind. Because of this, their women could not only not cheat on their husbands, but they could not even masturbate. The thick, hard, arched leather would ruthlessly isolate the vulva from all external tactile sensations.
Because those "chaste widows" who wore this chastity belt often uttered unsatisfied moans when deeply lonely, it was called "the lament of a chaste widow."
The current slave must be just like those ancient women, suffering and restless, unable to sleep. Let me, as her master, comfort her.
(X)
*Slap slap... slap slap... slap slap...* When I stepped into the slave storage room again, I heard a very noisy banging sound coming from the slave's cage.
It turned out that she was kicking and punching wildly in her cage because her burning desire had no outlet. I saw the slave desperately rubbing her vulva with one hand, but unfortunately, all sensation was blocked by the lament of a chaste widow. Her other hand was frantically pulling at the lament of a chaste widow, seemingly trying to tear off this thing that was tantalizing her sexual appetite. The frantic pulling had already rubbed her waist until it was bright red. Since her movements with her hands were ineffective, she became agitated and kicked the cage wildly with her feet, hoping to release her pent-up desire.
I was quite satisfied with the scene before me, because it proved that Junnu had become aroused while I was away to have sex with Lingnu. Otherwise, the Qiluochun within her wouldn't have worked. I knew that Junnu's father had frequently had sex with her during her training over the past three years, and Junnu had become accustomed to having sex almost every night. However, since I bought her, because my training methods differed from Lao Fang's (actually, Lao Fang didn't have any training methods! Low-level trainers like him only knew how to release their lust on their slaves), she had sex much less often than before. Therefore, Junnu developed a habit of masturbation. Lao Fang's training methods made Junnu only know that her master liked lewd sex slaves. To avoid being punished by her master, Junnu's restraint had begun to change.
I didn't originally object to slaves having lewd personalities or masturbating, but this time I deliberately sealed her vulva, arousing her desire but not letting her masturbate. This wasn't just to tease her, but had two more important meanings. The first was to declare my sovereignty over her. I wanted her to understand that I completely possessed her body and her soul! I wanted her to know that when I demanded she do anything vile, obscene, or even beastly, she would have no choice but to obey. But this didn't mean she could get away with it by becoming a slut! She had to utterly abandon all self-worth and wholeheartedly dedicate herself to her master. Even becoming lewd was only permitted with her master's permission! She couldn't even masturbate if her master disliked or forbade it.
The second meaning was to teach her to cherish every opportunity to have sex with me. Only with my permission could she satisfy her sexual hunger, just as a person who has survived a famine cherishes every bite of food. She would then know that if she didn't eat her fill while she could, she would regret not eating more when there was nothing left.
When she saw me approach her cage, she stopped uneasily. She knew that throwing a tantrum in front of her master was not a good thing. She suppressed her temper, replacing it with pleading eyes, understanding that a slave could only obey and plead with her master.
I wanted to test whether she understood my reasoning. I asked her, "Do you know why you can't masturbate?"
"Because...because this chastity belt is preventing it..." She stopped mid-sentence, then suddenly seemed to realize something and changed her words, "Because Master forbids Junnu from masturbating."
She lowered her head, finally understanding her situation, and Junnu couldn't help but shed tears of self-pity.
I was quite satisfied with Junnu's enlightenment, but to deepen this lesson, I still wanted to keep her in suspense a little longer.
"Good, go to sleep obediently, and serve me at the company tomorrow!" I said fiercely. Junnu could only sob desperately in her cage.
I chuckled and walked to Feinu's cage; she had already been woken up by Junnu. Seeing me approach, she immediately bowed to me in her cage.
"Feinu greets Master," Feinu said reverently.
Since Feinu gave up on escaping, training her had become incredibly easy. Because she had completely abandoned her identity as Pan Feifei and become Feinu. Furthermore, since most of the slaves I trained later were more attractive and had better figures than her, she, knowing she was slightly inferior in appearance, worked even harder and more diligently to satisfy me, hoping to maintain her position in my heart. Therefore, apart from her appearance, Finn was superior in every way a slave could be.
Later, when she saw me sell off all the other slaves one by one while keeping her, she felt even more certain that her efforts to please me were justified. However, just when she began to think her position was secure, I bought the outstanding sisters, Junnu and Lingnu, and had neglected Finn for some time in order to train them. Finn knew that if these two sisters, who were far superior to her, were successfully trained, her position would be in jeopardy, so she seized every opportunity to please me. I was happy for her to have this idea, because it would set a good example for the other slaves.
I opened the cage and released Finn, deliberately leading her by the chain around her neck to a place where Junnu could see her, and then stopped. Already naked, my penis was already swollen. I gave Finu a wink, and she immediately understood, crawling over to me and kneeling upright. She then grasped my large penis with her hand and licked the glans with her tongue, like eating an ice cream cone. Finu's saliva clung to my glans, forming a transparent thread as her tongue licked it through the air.
While enjoying Finu's service, I kept an eye on Junnu's reaction. Sure enough, this lewd scene was like salt rubbed into a wound for her. Her already heightened lust became even more unbearable under the visual stimulation. But she was bound by my orders to go to bed early, so she could only suffer the burning desire without daring to express it. At this moment, she wished she were the one kneeling and sucking my penis; she had no idea it was the effect of the Qiluochun drug and was still blaming herself for becoming so lewd. But whether the lust was genuine or drugged didn't matter at this moment. What mattered was that Junnu would remember this painful unfulfilled desire and how much she longed to have sex with me.
After licking my glans for a while, Finu opened her mouth wide and took my entire penis into her mouth. A large penis is best suited to stay in a moist, warm mouth.
"Mmm..." I sighed softly in enjoyment.
Encouraged by me, Finu immediately sucked even harder, and her mouth, tightening with each suck, instantly became a paradise for my penis! I groaned loudly and unrestrainedly as Finu sucked. Of course, this was because Finu's oral skills were superb, but a large part of it was for Junnu to hear.
Hearing my unusually loud groans, Finu also sucked loudly in rhythm with me. I glanced at Junnu in the cage; she was gripping the iron cage tightly with both hands, staring intently at my penis going in and out of Finu's mouth, her eyes bloodshot as if they would bleed.

(XI)
"Ah!..." When I pulled my penis out of Finu's mouth, she let out a reluctant cry.
Seeing that I had almost finished with Junnu, I ignored Feinu's protests, grabbed the chain around her neck, and planned to pull her back into the cage so I could take over for the "second half." However, when I saw the lustful look in Feinu's eyes, a more aggressive training method came to mind.
Since I was going to eventually have sex with both Junnu and Lingnu together, wouldn't it be better to use this opportunity to get Junnu used to the technique of two women serving one man, and then have her personally lead Lingnu to serve me later?
So I took the key and pulled Feinu to Junnu's cage, dragging Junnu out with me. I led these two beauties towards the "brothel" where I could comfortably have sex. The brothel was where I enjoyed myself in the basement, designed like a presidential suite in a five-star hotel, with a luxurious bed, bathroom, bar, and other amenities I liked.
Bringing Junnu and Feinu here was so they could fully enjoy themselves. Junnu's lust was so high right now, and with such a comfortable environment, her first group sex training would definitely go smoothly.
First, I removed Fina's chains, leaving only her collar. This allowed her more freedom of movement on the bed. Next, I fastened a shackle to Jun's right ankle, then secured it with a chain about two feet long extending from the back of the bed. The two sex slaves received different treatment on the bed because Fina had been completely enslaved by me; giving her more freedom wouldn't pose a threat. Conversely, although Jun was blinded by lust, she still had a chance to retaliate as long as I hadn't completely conquered her, so I wouldn't let my guard down for a single day. This also made it clear to Jun that her status was nothing more than my sex slave.
All ready, it was time to begin my sadistic feast! I lay in the center of the large bed, embracing both of these superior sex slaves, pulling their smooth, warm bodies against me. The slippery, warm sensation was amplified twice as much as embracing a single sex slave! As my body was enjoying this tenderness, my mouth was not idle either. I pulled the faces of the two sex slaves over, and Finn immediately understood and extended her three-inch cloves, passionately offering a wet kiss.
君奴只觉身体不继传来的磨擦不单有男性肌肤粗犷，更有她从未感受过的女性身躯的幼嫩。这种比她以往性交时更丰富的触觉让她一时惊震至动弹不得，但她体内的性欲随着近距离目睹我和菲奴热烈而淫秽的湿吻很快便再次爆发出来。
君奴的下意识知道只有参加眼前这淫宴才能舒解自己高烧的欲火。于是她主动把脸揍得更近，直到嘴唇偶然会撞到正在激吻的我和菲奴的脸上。因为热吻而流在我们面上的唾液就一点一点地沾上了君奴的樱唇。君奴用她的舌头舐了舐朱唇，就再也压制不住心中的欲火，她终于冲破了道德的禁忌扑过来加入这她从未经验过的，比她过住任何一吻都更热烈，覆杂和充实的三人之吻。
The kiss was perfected when Junnu joined in. The three of us exchanged saliva passionately, my tongue battling with Feinu's, then entwining with Junnu's, sometimes teasing Feinu with Junnu, sometimes flanking Junnu with Feinu. This complex, passionate kiss lasted for who knows how long, until we could no longer distinguish who was kissing whom. Finally, the three of us embraced and greedily sucked each other's saliva. This intense battle left our faces and necks soaked with saliva. Seeing that Junnu was fully engaged, I withdrew from the fray.
They were quite surprised by my sudden stop and looked at me. I then gestured for Feinu to continue with Junnu. Feinu, who had been with me for many years, immediately understood my meaning. She pounced on me, wrapped her arms around Junnu, and pressed her hard onto the bed next to me. Then, just like when I first pressed down on Feinu, she used her legs to spread Junnu's legs apart, exposing her secret garden to the air.
With my permission, Finu immediately took on the role of hunter, while Junnu became a helpless rabbit at her feet. Junnu's resistance to being played with by a woman for the first time was not fierce, only a few tremors. After Finu caressed Junnu's private parts, the initial resistance subsided. The only sound was the occasional clinking of the anklets binding Junnu. As the resistance subsided, Junnu became submissive, even spreading her legs into the widest possible M shape, then arching her back to rub her vulva against Finu's body. This meant Junnu had surrendered to the aggressor, and Finu could use her body as she pleased. Finu quickly gained complete control, plundering Junnu's body and mind with the air of a victor.
I lay watching this struggle between two women, discovering that Junnu had a natural talent for homosexuality and could become a powerful tool for my future training of other women. Finn continued to enjoy the flesh beneath her crotch, satisfied with her dominance, and it was time for me to be satisfied too. I sat up on the bed, gesturing for Finn to move aside, then took her place, pressing down on top of Junnu. Little did I know that as soon as I pressed down, my crotch was already soaked with Junnu's juices! It
seemed Junnu's lust had reached such a heightened state that she forgot her body was being involuntarily possessed, and no longer cared who was humiliating her. She only sought sexual pleasure in the process; past morals, self-control, knowledge, etc., were all unimportant.
"Ah…!" Long-suppressed desires were finally satisfied, and Junnu let out a joyful cheer as my large penis entered her. I, on the other hand, enjoyed Junnu's tight and wet vagina, though at this moment, it was more accurate to say it was overflowing with moisture than wet. There had been too much foreplay; what Junnu enjoyed most now was being fiercely and forcefully thrust into by her master! To hasten Junnu's demise, I certainly wouldn't disappoint her. My thrusts were like a storm, mercilessly ravaging the beautiful flesh beneath me. Her slender frame, under the weight of my powerful body, resembled a small boat in a raging torrent, as if she might be capsized at any moment.
"Ah...ah...ah..." Junnu cried out in unprecedented abandon with each thrust, as if indicating that I shouldn't hold back and should enjoy her to my heart's content! This signified that Junnu had taken another giant step towards completely dedicating her body and soul to me. But she didn't know that her journey was still far from over.

(XII)
Just after Junnu's climax, I too reached my peak within her. As I pulled my large penis from Junnu's vagina, a large amount of semen flowed out. Seeing this, Finu immediately bent down and ate the mixture of my semen and Junnu's vaginal fluids, mouthful by mouthful. After she had eaten every last drop that had spilled out, she buried her face in Junnu's vulva and sucked incessantly, as if trying to draw back all the semen I had ejaculated inside her. I wasn't surprised by Finu's reaction, but Junnu surprised me.
Junnu, who had been panting, first protested, then turned around and frantically pressed Finu down, sucking into her mouth. Finu fiercely struggled in her mouth, as if trying to reclaim what was rightfully hers. Neither would give way, determined to suck more semen from the other, they were entangled together on my bed, neither seemingly gaining the upper hand. I hadn't expected Junnu to have such stamina.
Since Junnu still had extra energy, I decided to go all the way and push her to the limit, which would make the training even more effective. The situation was just like Junnu's tonight. From whipping to feeding, from abstinence to homosexuality to group sex, the progress exceeded expectations. Junnu's progress tonight surpassed her achievements of the past few years. I could have stopped here tonight and considered it a fruitful endeavor, but based on Junnu's reaction to the training, I decided to push her to her limit.
I let the two slaves continue their struggle while I prepared the training equipment. This time, I prepared one of my favorite tools for Junnu: the "Red Roundworm." It's an electric, worm-shaped anal trainer, made of smooth metal, shaped like a segmented beetle, only much larger in diameter, about the thickness of a thumb and a foot long. Once activated, it wriggles into the target's anus. The central heating wire is adjustable to increase the victim's sensory stimulation.
When I returned to the battlefield between the two slaves with the roundworm, Junnu was on top of Feinu, sucking the semen remaining in Feinu's mouth. They were completely unaware of my approach. A mischievous thought crossed my mind, and without warning, I shoved the roundworm into Junnu's anus. The sudden stimulation snapped Junnu back from her struggle for the semen. The cold metallic sensation caused Junnu, who had been lying on top of Feinu, to arch her back and gasp for breath. Even the semen she had painstakingly managed to get from Feinu's mouth spilled back out, which Feinu readily swallowed. With
her anus invaded, Junnu no longer cared about Feinu; she only wanted to pull the intruder out. But when she turned around and saw it was my doing, she immediately withdrew her hand and returned to her doggy-style position, only glancing back at the roundworm wriggling in her anus.
"Junnu's anus seems quite lustful too. If I let the red roundworm continue to burrow in, Junnu will probably ascend to heaven, right?" I stimulated the area around Junnu's already stretched anus with my fingers while continuing to use the red roundworm.
"Ah...!" As the red roundworm burrowed in a little further, Junnu let out a groan.
"How does it feel? Good, right?" I stopped using the red roundworm and asked Junnu to describe how it felt.
"Good... good... comfortable... it feels like... it feels like..." By the end, Junnu's voice was barely audible.
"If you want it, you have to say it out loud." With that, I pulled the red roundworm back a little.
"No... I said... I said... it feels like... it feels like... pooping... pooping... feels so good." Junnu's face turned bright red from saying such lewd words, and her hands, which were originally supporting her upper body, were now used to cover her face.
"Want more?" I asked. "If you want more, you'll have to beg me properly." I continued to entice Junnu to say even more lewd things.
"Please, Master... please continue to train Junnu's anus," Junnu said.
"What kind of request is this? You need to say it better." I pressed Junnu further.
Junnu couldn't utter any more vulgar words, only covering her face with her hands and shaking her head violently.
"Speak!" I slapped her buttocks hard, a bright red handprint reflected on the metallic surface of the Red Serpent, making the scene even more obscene.
"Master... please, Master, quickly use this to penetrate this lowly slave's back hole, this lowly slave wants to offer her back hole to Master, Master, please play with this lowly slave to your heart's content, this lowly slave belongs to Master... belongs to Master!"
With Junnu's lewd confession, I started the Red Serpent again, watching this wicked serpent invade Junnu's body segment by segment, deeply engraving the perverse pleasure into Junnu's mind. As this twisted pleasure continued to grow, Junnu's soul was being devoured bit by bit.
After the last section of the red roundworm burrowed into Junnu's body, Junnu entered a dazed state. Her eyes had lost their luster, staring blankly ahead, saliva dripping from her face. Her body only occasionally twitched, and she murmured, "Master... Master..."
Based on my experience, Junnu's body could still hold out for one or two more rounds, but unfortunately, her will was close to collapse. To maintain a conscious sex slave, it was not advisable to stimulate her further tonight.
So I left her alone to give her some breathing room. I turned to Feinu, who had been neglected. She was still waiting for my command with the same submissive and adoring demeanor. With such obedient subservience, even the most hard-hearted master would soften, right? After a night of training and intercourse, I was also tired. I lay down comfortably and gestured to Feinu to lie down beside me. Feinu immediately crawled over, but hesitated and stopped when she got close to my penis.
I found it strange. Why wouldn't Feinu obey my command and lie down? The answer came quickly. Finn extended her delicate tongue and carefully cleaned my penis. It turned out that Finn knew I always liked to clean my penis before sleeping after sex, but I hadn't had a chance to clean it earlier. I felt a surge of emotion, partly for Finn's thoughtfulness, and mostly for my own skill in training her. I gave Finn a satisfied smile, and she worked even harder. I signaled that she was done, and pulled her to lie down beside me. Finn nestled obediently against my body, and we fell into a deep sleep.

(Thirteen)
The day after I installed the camera in the seats of Manager Wang and the Wan sisters, Wan Jun and Wan Ling, I was Shui Ge, a business spy hired by Man Ri Commercial to investigate Manager Wang.
Today, I returned to the Man Ri office building with high expectations to continue monitoring my targets, but this time it wasn't to report to my employer. It was to understand everything about them so that I could decide how to use Manager Wang to complete my "Bing'er Slavery Plan".
At 9:00 AM sharp, employees returned to their workspaces, including Manager Wang and the sisters Wan Jun and Wan Ling. On the surface, apart from Wan Jun looking a little tired, nothing seemed amiss. But even a mouse will eventually show its tail, so I waited patiently.
Manager Wang spent the entire morning handling official business, while the two sisters worked at their respective stations. Through careful observation, I finally noticed something interesting: Wan Jun's posture was rather revealing. Wearing a short skirt, she sat with her legs spread wide. Although the desk blocked her view, this posture was still quite improper. Could it be Manager Wang's order? I couldn't help but connect all the sisters' unusual behavior to Manager Wang's influence. I couldn't afford to miss any clues.
Finally, in the afternoon, Manager Wang made his move. He called Wan Jun on the internal line and summoned her to his office. Wan Jun immediately left her seat and went to the manager's office. I immediately started filming the manager's office. As soon as Wan Jun entered, she locked the door, then knelt down, crawled towards Manager Wang, bowed to him, and kissed his shoes. Afterwards, Manager Wang, of course, made her say many lewd and obscene things and provide him with various sexual services. These included things I dared not even think about, but seeing them, I had to admit they were things I had always secretly desired deep within my heart.
Watching this lewd scene and listening to the provocative sounds, my penis became as hard as an iron rod. Manager Wang ejaculated his semen onto Wan Jun's face, and Wan Jun ate it all before leaving the manager's office.
A while later, Manager Wang picked up the phone again, this time summoning his sister, Fang Wanling. She went to the manager's office and locked the door as instructed. However, it was clear that Fang Wanling was not as docile as her sister; Manager Wang always had to physically force her to obey, or use various methods to coerce her, before she would reluctantly carry out Manager Wang's orders.
The orders given to Fang Wanling by Manager Wang were clearly different from those given to Fang Wanjun. Manager Wang didn't ask her to provide sexual services, but he demanded that she say more vulgar and self-humiliating things. Under Manager Wang's various skillful methods of coercion, I could see that although Fang Wanling was extremely unwilling, the words that came out of this seemingly pure and healthy girl's mouth time and time again were words that I guarantee even the most despicable prostitute in the world would not utter.
Seeing Wanling say these words with tears streaming down her face, the originally strong-willed girl naturally collapsed to the ground and broke down. Manager Wang seized this opportunity and ordered Wanling to take off his shoes and socks. After the self-humiliation just now, Wanling had no strength to resist Manager Wang's orders and could only do as he said. But Manager Wang continued to give even more cruel orders, that is, to have Wanling lick his toes clean.
How could a pampered 17-year-old girl endure such cruel treatment? Upon hearing this order, Wanling could no longer control herself and burst into tears. But Manager Wang showed no sign of letting her go. Without a shred of pity, he grabbed Wanling's hair and forced her mouth down to his toes, hurling insults at her with the vile words she had just uttered.
The camera showed Wanling's already pitiful face contorted in pain. In that instant, I saw Wanling finally yield; Manager Wang no longer needed to hold her head down. After this mental torture, Fang Wanling finally submitted to her master, Manager Wang. The scene I saw was Manager Wang sitting triumphantly in his executive chair, while the beautiful young woman, just subdued by his lewd power, knelt before her master, intently sucking on his toes. Wanling continued this degrading act until Manager Wang was satisfied with her submission before letting her go.
I recorded this lewd scene unfolding in the office day after day, not only watching it as I recorded, but also repeatedly reviewing these clips at home—it became the thing I spent the most time doing every day after work. Manager Wang's training had essentially consumed my life. But my efforts paid off. After a week of observation, I noticed something suspicious: every time Manager Wang had instructed the two sisters, he would take out a notebook and write something in it. I thought this notebook might be a crucial key.
I noticed that Manager Wang always kept this notebook in his briefcase. Due to the limited zoom of my camera lens, I couldn't observe the contents of the notebook, so I decided to risk sneaking in to take a look. After analysis, my only chance was when Manager Wang went out for lunch, because he wouldn't take his briefcase with him. However, the time would be very tight, as I could only sneak in after all the staff had left. I had about thirty minutes.
Finally, noon arrived. Today seemed to go smoothly; the office was empty earlier than expected, and I successfully entered Manager Wang's office. Manager Wang's briefcase was under the desk, locked. I opened it with a key. I carefully noted the contents of the briefcase to avoid accidentally messing up the contents when putting the notebook back.
The briefcase contained several notebooks, but I easily found the one I needed. It was covered in black leather and about five hundred pages thick. I opened it, and the first page read in large characters, "Diary of the Training of Slaves and Ladies." A chill ran down my spine. This was his record of training slaves! This time, I'd really caught a big fish.
I immediately opened the other pages to check. The diary started from the purchase of Junnu and Lingnu a few months ago and continued to yesterday's training. More than 300 pages of the 500-page diary were already written, and they were written in great detail. It was definitely not something that could be read in a short time.
I had to make a copy of it immediately, but I couldn't take it out to photocopy it. That would be too dangerous. Time was running out. What should I do? Suddenly, I had a flash of inspiration. I thought of a way to point the diary at a camera in the room and then turn the pages one by one to film it. That way, I could go back and freeze the images and then copy them down.

(XIV)
It has been four days since I secretly filmed Manager Wang's training diary in his office. I have been working hard to digitize the images I secretly filmed. Every day after work, I rush home and keep typing the images page by page.
Although the typing process is painful (author's note: I understand very well), the contents of the diary are incredibly exciting! The log, started from the first day I bought the sisters, meticulously described the purpose of each day's training, what training was done, what tools were used, how the sisters reacted, whether the process went smoothly, the overall development, and so on... This log was practically a textbook on sex slave training!
After reading the log, I began to have direction for my plan. From the log and my daily observations, I wanted to learn how to train a sex slave. In addition, I would set up a training room based on the information in the log, so that I could train my Bing'er using the various methods described in the log. I believed that if I could learn from Manager Wang's methods of dealing with Jun Nu and Ling Nu, no matter how stubborn she was, she would eventually be completely subdued by me.
I decided to use the escape unit I secretly rented next to my house as a training room, which would be both secretive and convenient. So I immediately installed the most advanced soundproofing equipment in this new training room, so that no one would hear Bing'er even if she screamed her lungs out. The windows were also sealed to prevent Bing'er from escaping or calling for help. Next came the various hanging rings placed on the ceiling and floor. Although not as advanced as the electric rings described in the diary, they could still be used to bind and suspend Bing'er in various ways.
Everything in the training room went very smoothly. The next difficult thing was purchasing all sorts of training tools. To avoid arousing suspicion, I had to visit sex shops throughout the city to buy all kinds of clothing and restraints, including leather clothes for slaves, handcuffs, leg irons, gags, blindfolds, hoods, neck collars, iron bars, etc. I also ordered a gynecological operating table and a series of gynecological medical supplies from abroad.
What troubled me the most were the real training tools, such as the Razer, Blood Eater, Red Roundworm, and foot torture high heels mentioned in the diary, as well as drugs like Qiluochun. Although I used considerable connections to investigate both openly and secretly, I still couldn't find a way in. This made me a little disheartened, because without these, everything else was just a bunch of toys.
About a week later, good news finally came from Xiao Liu (my spy equipment supplier).
"Brother Shui, I've finally found it for you this time! But it was really difficult! You don't know how many connections I went to and how much money I spent... (omitted 10,000 words) to finally get it! The other party was very careful, going around in circles, and the transportation cost wasn't even included!... (omitted another 10,000 words)" Xiao Liu complained incessantly.
"I understand," I interrupted him. "Give me a fair price!... What! So expensive!... Okay, deliver it tomorrow, I'll transfer the money to you right away."
I never dreamed it would be so expensive, but my desire for Bing'er made me willing to do anything to get her. Transferring the money to Xiao Liu was quite painful, but when the goods arrived, I felt it was absolutely worth it. Because these were worlds apart from the products I bought in sex shops. Real BDSM tools are made of very high-quality materials and are all carefully designed and crafted. It can truly correct a slave's personality, awaken their servility, and turn a person who was originally independent into someone who only knows how to obey their master. As for the effects of the drug, it seems that we will have to experience it on Bing'er later.
At this point, my training room can be said to be fully prepared, only lacking the protagonist Bing'er to move in. I must now plan how to capture my prey. From this point on, I was forced to change my surveillance of Manager Wang to eight hours of video recording every day. I would often sneak out to monitor Bing'er's daily habits, thereby formulating a plan to capture her.
Since divorcing her sister, I haven't seen Bing'er for a while. Now that she's in college, she's even more graceful and elegant than she was back then. Her confident eyes and intellectual temperament are even more attractive to me than her youthful appearance back then. Such an outstanding girl naturally has no shortage of suitors who fawn over her, including wealthy young men and highly educated seniors, but it seems that none of them are worthy of her attention. Perhaps because of her privileged background, she wasn't overly materialistic, and given her top grades, she wasn't particularly interested in other high-achieving students.
Such a perfect girl required exploiting her weaknesses to begin controlling her. However, finding a loophole wasn't easy, but I believed that as long as I maintained my consistent approach and patiently waited, I would eventually find an opportunity.
During my surveillance of Bing'er, I could only watch the recordings of Manager Wang and his two slaves at home during times when I wasn't monitoring Bing'er. Whenever I had a chance, I would sneak into the manager's office and photocopy the latest training logs. I knew the real training took place at night in Manager Wang's training basement; what happened in the office was merely "make-up lessons." It was a pity I couldn't personally witness a real training session taking place in Manager Wang's training room; I believed it would be far more useful and impactful than reading the logs.
Days passed, and the surveillance of Bing'er continued, but it felt like stagnation. She was someone who followed all the rules perfectly, never even running a red light when crossing the street. I felt like I'd reached a dead end. Was my plan going to come to nothing?
On the other hand, Manager Wang's training was progressing rapidly. Jun Nu was doing exceptionally well, and even Ling Nu, who had always been quite rebellious, had shown significant improvement in her attitude towards her master this week. She no longer resisted fiercely, and her crying and fussing had lessened considerably.
Seeing this was incredibly frustrating, and to make matters worse, my original employer was repeatedly urging me to submit a report. If I didn't submit the report soon, it would be considered a failure, resulting in the loss of a large sum of money and damage to my reputation in the industry. However, if I submitted the report truthfully, my employer would definitely expose the incident to attack "Man Ri." This would mean I would no longer have the chance to learn slave training techniques, and I would never have any hope of getting Bing'er!
I was struggling with this dilemma.

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