[Urban] Dad Having Sex with a Woman (Complete) - 19-21

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New Dad's Diary: One day, at a sauna, a bathhouse

madam brought me a baby-faced waitress. She was pretty and endearing. Looking at her, all my earlier aversion to waitresses vanished. "Definitely no older than twenty," I thought to myself.

Seeing my change in attitude, Xiao Lin led two women he knew well into another cubicle. "Go and enjoy yourself!" Xiao Lin suddenly turned back and gave me a wicked smile as he entered the cubicle.

Before I knew what to do, the waitress was already beside me, introducing herself by name, though I was too engrossed in admiring her to remember.

She led me by the hand into one of the cubicles. The soundproofing in the cubicles was poor; as we walked down the narrow corridor, we could hear the sounds of men and women making love from inside. "Is conquering a strange woman really that enjoyable?" I wondered to myself, lost in thought. "My wife and I were once..."

"Click!" The waitress opened the door, pulling me back to reality. She led me into her assigned cubicle. A blinding ray of light hit me as soon as the door opened, followed by a surge of hot steam. I blinked, adjusting to the light, and then looked closely. Before me was an oval-shaped bathtub embedded in the floor, its length and short axis roughly equal, about three meters in diameter. About two meters away from one side was a double bed covered with white sheets, presumably to provide a place for guests who didn't want to do it in the tub. I looked around carefully; the decor was grand and very tasteful. "No wonder some people don't like doing it at home; they'd rather spend more money to have it with their wives in a hotel." I recalled a newspaper article from a while back about a couple who were having sex in a hotel room, only to be caught in a police raid, leading to a comical situation.

The waitress familiarly pressed some buttons, and soft music immediately started playing, while a gentle stream of water began to flow into the pool. Standing in this dazed state, I didn't realize she had finished some work and returned to my side.

She looked at me, and whether it was due to professional training or not, I noticed that her fair and clean face showed a look of infatuation with me, completely devoid of any signs of hardship.

My heart pounded.

I lifted her cheeks, examining her more closely, and at that moment, I felt she must still be a student, at most eighteen years old. She skillfully removed my clothes, then took off her kimono, her movements elegant and graceful, I wondered how long she had been in this line of work. I watched her naked body from the side. Her skin was so smooth, so white, like a sheet of paper. Her small breasts had enormous areolas, pink nipples contrasting against her white breasts, reminiscent of the Japanese flag. The dark area where her upper and lower body met wasn't extensive, sparse pubic hair scattered along her inner thighs. She reminded me of my wife's dark genitals, and then my heart started racing.

"Damn it! Why am I thinking about her?" I cursed myself harshly.

I stared at her silently. Why would she want to work in this industry? At her age, she should be wearing beautiful clothes, laughing and joking with her classmates, radiating a beautiful smile! I felt this was a materialistic society. I asked her, "How old are you?"

She wasn't surprised; instead, she replied in a tired, slightly weak voice, "Seventeen."

"Wow! I didn't expect... I didn't expect... This... This... So how many clients do you serve a day?" I asked, somewhat surprised, even though I had guessed correctly.

At that moment, she suddenly looked up at me, her eyes filled with doubt, as if she suspected I was a cop. I panicked for a moment, feeling exposed, and replied, "Don't worry, I'm not a cop, I'm just curious," to dispel her doubts. She sighed, a little tired but still professional, and replied, "Seven, eight, maybe." She paused, then said, "I'm different from the ones on the street. It's good that I don't take many clients, but if you want to play, my price is high..." She seemed quite proud that although she was a prostitute, she had a different kind of class.

I continued, "Then why did you do it?" I hoped her answer was that she was sold or forced into it, because the world was still beautiful to me.

"I had no money, is that enough?" she replied impatiently.

"God... I really can't believe it..." My mind raced. I wanted to continue asking why she would willingly do it? Why she ignored the advice of others? But suddenly I felt embarrassed and stopped. Then she squatted down and knelt beside the bathtub, shaking the water in her hand to check if the temperature was just right. I stood there looking at her fair back, feeling a little sorry for such a girl being wasted. "If she went into the entertainment industry, even if she didn't become a big star, she would definitely be somewhat famous, at least better than being a prostitute," I thought to myself.

After a while, she led me into the tub, holding my arm with one hand and using a sponge to wash my body inch by inch with the other. It seemed like the act of touching me with her delicate body was part of her service. She would occasionally brush against me, slowly arousing the desire of her customers.

"My friends should have already started, right? They were so eager just now. Ha! Ha!" I thought of Kobayashi and the others, and laughed at her.

She suddenly laughed and said, "Yes! I've never seen anyone as unhurried as you."

I almost stuck out my tongue. So, it turns out we can get things done as soon as we walk in. I thought...

She said with great pride, "No man doesn't hug me when I take off my kimono."

I nodded. She certainly had the right to be proud, but what was there to be proud of?

After the activities in the bath, she asked me to lie on the edge of the bath so she could "serve" me. I did as she said. She first rinsed me with water, then poured an entire bottle of shower gel over me, her delicate hands gently caressing my skin, slowly moving from my neck, chest, abdomen, legs, and genitals.

"You know this shower gel costs at most two hundred here, but how much?" she asked, seeing me as someone she could talk to.

"I don't know," I replied. It was like the expensive liquor from a spring banquet; I never expected it to be shower gel here.

"Five thousand," she said with a smile, "four thousand of which is spent on these services."

"What services?" I asked knowingly.

"For example... like this..."

She suddenly grasped my slightly swollen area.

"Worth it, worth it." My breathing quickened slightly, and I closed my eyes, savoring the sensations.

“There’s more!” She took my slightly warm and swollen penis from her hand, and skillfully rubbed the glans with her smooth fingers. The slippery foam created a surge of pleasure that went straight to my heart. My penis felt hot and gradually became hard and erect.

When it was almost hard, she leaned forward, using her full breasts to clamp it between her breasts and pressing her body against mine. Her in-and-out rubbing motion was just right, neither too fast nor too slow. Besides a sense of ease and comfort, waves of pleasure washed over me, making my desire surge.

“You know, my wife and I only started making love this way after a year of marriage, but you’ve skipped a year already,” I said to her with a hint of joking.

“So, I’m better than your wife?”

“Can’t you just not say you’re better?” I almost burst out laughing.

“So, will your wife help you like this?” She sat on the floor, stretched out her legs, and clamped my penis between her feet. The position was novel, but the movements were quite clumsy.

"Thank you, thank you, my wife and I really didn't expect to do it like this." I stared wide-eyed at her open vulva. "But it's not easy to do it like this, is it?"

Seeing me staring at her private parts like a hungry wolf, she suddenly felt embarrassed and pulled her legs together. "Ugh! You're making me blush!"

"Has no one ever done this before?"

"Hmph! You men come here for your own pleasure, just wanting us to give you oral sex, you never think about

us!"

"Oh!" I didn't want to hear her complain anymore. "What's your job now?"

She stuck out her tongue and made a face at me. "Don't worry, do you think we men in this line of work just lie around? If we don't have a few tricks up our sleeves, our boss won't let us come out to entertain clients..."

I found her to be a very clever girl, and chatting with her was quite fun.

"Oh dear! I've gone limp from talking so much." She cried out as she squeezed me between her breasts again.

At this point, I noticed she spoke quite frankly, and judging from her demeanor, I roughly knew what kind of school she attended.

After a period of intimate contact and friction with her soft breasts, she got up again, picked up the showerhead and rinsed me with water. Then she lathered her hands with soap and massaged me meticulously, inch by inch.

Suddenly, I reached out and grabbed her breasts, which were suspended in mid-air, and roughly rubbed them. But she, like all her customers, did nothing.

"So soft and smooth, I wonder what it feels like to bite them," I thought, my mind racing. Then I went a step further and used both hands to caress her body, her cheeks, her buttocks, and her vulva. She remained unmoved as she washed me.

Seeing that she didn't make any move, I simply focused both hands on her clitoris. I held her labia with one hand and explored deeper with the other. I gently pinched her clitoris with my index finger and thumb, and then rubbed it deep inside with my middle finger.

Stimulated by this series of movements, her whole body gradually went limp, and she collapsed beside me.

"Do you like this?" I asked her slowly.

"Yes... right there... harder, harder..." she gasped.

Following her instructions, I pinched her erect clitoris more skillfully. At the same time, I stood up, grabbed her fair legs, and spread them apart with one hand and one foot, bringing my face close to her crotch, licking her with my tongue, and occasionally inserting my fingers, twisting and pressing them, making her wet and slippery with love juice.

"That's it... that's it... ah... ah..." she professionally cooperated, pressing my head firmly against her center, letting out loud moans.

After a while, the heat within me wouldn't allow me to continue oral sex. My penis was hard, the signals of desire coming through me again and again; it needed her caresses, it needed her to take it in her mouth, to rub it with her wet and soft lips.

Consumed by lust, I reached out and grasped her breasts, pinching her nipples with my thumb and forefinger. Using the momentum of lying on my back, I lifted her up and pulled her head to my genitals.

"Your turn..." I said. "Don't you know what to do?"

She glared at me. "You really are the most inexplicable guy I've ever met." She gripped my penis again, warming it after it had been erect for so long. That pleasurable feeling was something I hadn't experienced in a long time; it was far more comfortable than the sensation of penetration. I compared it to the dullness of my recent sexual encounters with my wife.

"I know what you want," she said with a seductive laugh. She then began to rub the tip of my penis up and down, again and again, making me completely lose myself in the moment. Each time the pink tip appeared, she would lightly lick it with her tongue, without the slightest hint of embarrassment.

"Huff..." I gasped, "...The skills gained from years of experience in the pleasure quarters are truly different..."

She then lowered her head and took the entire penis into her mouth, the hard shaft and her agile tongue entwining intensely. Her tongue was like a paintbrush, constantly touching my penis, then moving up and down, her long tongue licking the center like an ice pop, her lips repeatedly gliding over the tip, even her incisors brushing against the umbrella-shaped area at the base of the pink tip, causing my nerves to twitch with excitement.

Time, consciousness, the world—I forgot everything. I didn't know if she was happily indulging in this, but I was definitely excited.

She sucked on my penis until I reached a certain level of arousal, then stopped, took out a condom, slightly put it on the tip, and then lowered her head again to give me oral sex, completely covering it. She put the condom on me with her mouth, then got up, straddling my erect penis. Suddenly, in my ecstasy-induced dazed

state

, the sound of a baby crying flashed through my mind like lightning, completely banishing all pleasure. Then, the image of my wife's half-naked body breastfeeding our son flashed before my eyes, her eyes filled with sorrow as she turned to gaze at me, tears glistening as if blaming me for betraying her and our child.

I began to feel guilty, and just as her wetness reached my tip, I stopped myself, completely losing all interest.

I pushed her away and sat up, panting heavily. I suddenly realized this was all a momentary infatuation; my feelings for my wife hadn't changed. I was only here to retaliate against her coldness and spite her. But if my wife found out, who knew what terrible things she, spoiled since childhood, might do. My God, I still love my wife.

The waitress stared at me, puzzled as to why I stopped at the moment when most customers were most eager.

"What? Don't you like me?" The waitress's tone was utterly dejected. "I finally found someone I wanted to sleep with, but..."

"I'm sorry, it's not what you think... I just..." At the same time, my wife's accusations, her angry face, her crying figure, and the imagined slap landing hot on my cheek flashed through my mind.

She looked at me with a hint of pity, stroking my cheek, trying to comfort me. The woman before me had become my wife. At that moment, my defenses completely crumbled, and I trembled like a helpless child. The more I thought about it, the more terrified my wife would find out about my visit to a prostitute. Only by ending this absurd situation immediately could my heart find peace.

So I got up and asked the waitress to tidy my disheveled clothes while I jumped into the tub to wash off the soap suds and her scent.

She helped me with her clothes with a puzzled look.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think this was good for my wife. It's okay, the service fee will still apply." I felt obligated to explain things to her after such an abrupt turn of events.

"You're really a strange person. I've never heard of someone coming to have fun while worrying about their wife. If that's the case, then don't come in the first place." She pouted, displaying the naiveté of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old.

"You wouldn't understand what's going on between my wife and me." I picked up the bathrobe from the bed and handed it to the waitress. Relieved, I breathed a sigh of relief after tidying myself up. Looking at her bewildered face, I kissed her cheek and said cheerfully, "You're very beautiful, and your skills are excellent, but I can't betray my wife..."

She didn't answer, just stared blankly at this strange customer.

When I got home, it was already past midnight. I opened the front door and found the living room light was on.

"My wife is probably waiting for me," I thought anxiously. "How should I report my whereabouts?"

In the end, I closed the front door, locked it, and went inside with trepidation.

Yes, my wife was inside, wearing a loose white shirt, leaning against a pillow, fast asleep.

Seeing her like this, I felt a little apologetic, so I tiptoed over, knelt down, and whispered in her ear, "Honey, you'll catch a cold sleeping here..."

"Hmm..." She was startled awake, turned over, and rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Where did you go? You didn't even call, I was so worried about you..."

Before she could finish speaking, I covered her lips with my fingers, gazing at her tenderly. My wife, understanding my gaze, remained silent, and we just looked at each other.

After a while, I reached out and cupped her cheeks, kissing her cherry lips. I slipped my tongue inside her mouth, kissing and caressing freely, sucking her sweet saliva, while my hands slowly reached into her breasts, which were only covered by a top, caressing them and kneading her rapidly hardening nipples.

For a long time, we stopped all movement, simply embracing tightly. My wife,

panting, leaned on my shoulder and said, "Should we go into the room..."

I shook my head. "Wait, this is enough." I took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I almost let you down..."

My wife looked at me, puzzled.

I didn't continue, but simply picked her up and carried her into the room.

That night, we didn't make love. We simply shared our anxieties and worries about the past few days. We finally realized that the birth of our child wasn't the end of our sweet life; we could still live the same life as before, and with another little member, our marriage would be even more stable and long-lasting.

Finally, to recapture the sweetness of the past, we decided to take a trip, revisiting the restaurant where we had our first date, the place where my wife accepted my proposal, and the seaside hotel where we had our honeymoon.

The trip was enjoyable, but the most enjoyable part was that night.

I closed the door and locked it behind me. My wife couldn't wait any longer and reached out to hug me. I lowered my head and kissed her, placing my hands on her perfectly proportioned, full buttocks. I extended my tongue, and her lips came closer, sucking on my tongue like a popsicle. Her firm, juicy breasts pressed against me, making it almost hard to breathe. I squeezed her buttocks and roughly pushed upwards, pressing our lower bodies even closer together.

"Oh..." We fell onto the sofa beside us.

I pulled open my wife's shirt, and her beautiful breasts, encased in snow-white cups, dazzled me. I reached out my right hand and slowly slipped it inside her bra from below. I clenched my fist, twisting and deforming her soft breasts.

"Mmm..." As I caressed her as if playing with jade, my wife slightly opened her mouth and gently cooperated. She loosened the restraints on her chest, revealing her young, full, and sexy breasts.

I grabbed the bra straps and forcefully threw the obstacle aside. I pinched her nipple between my index and middle fingers, feeling it gradually harden. I lowered my head, skillfully stimulating her with the tip of my tongue, then took her nipple into my mouth and began to suckle. My

wife gazed at me tenderly, placing her hands on my head and gently touching my hair.

Taking over my son's rights, my wife's sweet milk overflowed into my mouth.

She twisted her soft body, as if trying to reduce the pleasure from the intense suckling.

I shifted my focus, kissing her lower body. Lifting my wife's legs, I pulled down her skirt and panties. Thick pubic hair covered her vulva, and her trembling body made it even more alluring. I pinched her labia with my thumbs and forefingers, and her parted vulva secreted a strangely lustrous love fluid. Her erect, rosy clitoris thirsted for me to caress and ravage it.

"Ah..." I lowered my head, preparing to suckle her.

My wife's breathing quickened. "No... not now... I just got back... not very clean..."

"What does it matter? I just want it..."

"Ugh!" My wife glared at me and pushed my head away. "You're so stubborn. We've been married for so long and you're still so willful. It's not like when we were dating, sneaking around like we didn't want people to find out."

She pushed me away, stood up unsteadily, and walked towards the bathroom.

I watched my wife go into the bathroom and close the door. I stood there, unsure what to do.

Suddenly the door opened, and my wife peeked out, a coquettish smile on her face. "Darling... why aren't you coming in yet?

I... I can't wait any longer..."

I don't know how I got into the bathroom, I only know that once inside, I was naked too. (

New Dad's Diary: Second Honeymoon Night)

It was a circular bathtub. I remember when we had our honeymoon here, it was in this steamy bathroom that we bathed, kissed, and caressed each other.

Somehow, she quickly stripped naked and lay in the tub, her naked body covered in glistening water droplets. Her soft breasts heaved with each breath, her slender hands covering her erogenous zone between her raised legs, rubbing it exquisitely, her slightly parted lips moaning incessantly.

She was seducing me.

"Oh! You little rascal!" I rushed into the tub. I supported her under her arms, lifting her out of the water.

Suddenly, my wife's raised legs closed, trapping my head and forcing my face against her abdomen. Just a hair's breadth away, my cheek was pressed against her dark, velvety triangle.

"Darling, I want you..." My wife, though experienced in such matters, feigned a shy young woman, coyly begging me to lick her.

"That place?" I asked, deliberately letting her lead me.

"There... there..." she said, pressing my head down with her hand.

It was a bright red rose, like an early morning flower before the sun rises, dewdrops glistening on its petals, the tender nectar attracting bees to gather honey.

I was that tempted bee.

I breathed on her, the cool air causing my wife to shift her body, her petals opening and closing.

"Oh!" I murmured, lost in passion. I buried my face deep within her. The soft, dense downy hair gently caressed my face. Love juices flowed out like a tide. My fingers pinched her labia, and I gently licked them with my tongue, parting her moist petals. I thrust my tongue closer, deeper, deeper, and deeper still.

"Ah! Darling!" My wife's legs loosened, and the hand that had been holding my hair fell to the floor.

It was that erect clitoris; if I could control it, my wife would be finished. I moved to the tip of the slit and pinched it with my fingers.

"Mmm..." My wife's body suddenly rose, letting out a soft gasp.

"I don't believe you won't moan," I thought mischievously. Taking advantage of the sudden rise, I took her into my mouth.

"Ah..." she cried out softly.

I slid my lips together, sucking on her clitoris in rhythm with my movements, my nose slightly pressed into the slit as my face extended. Warm love fluid seeped from between my fingers onto my face, mixing with my sweat and making me look like an athlete who had just run 5,000 meters. My hand reached up and gently stroked her abdomen, slowly circling my index finger around her navel. The tickling sensation from her abdomen and the electric current of passion from deep within her thighs surged into her consciousness, making her moans even more alluring, each sound emanating from the depths of her being, followed by a short gasp.

"Ah! You wicked little devil!"

I grasped her breasts, kneading them with a cruel abandon. Intense pleasure surged from her clitoris and breasts, relentlessly assaulting her chaotic consciousness. Each electric current exploded within her, causing her delicate body to involuntarily rise, her relaxed thighs tensing once more. My sucking caused her love juices to soak her entire petal, wetting her pubic hair, and intoxicating me in her tender embrace, leaving her lost in waves of desire.

It was time.

I left her body, grasping my penis underwater, slowly rubbing it as I brought it closer to her. I couldn't wait to make love with my wife. My left hand grasped her right leg, preparing to insert it.

Suddenly, my wife rose and gave me an eager embrace. Her warm, slender fingers gripped my erect penis, her cheek pressed against mine, her thirsty lips and tongue gently nibbling at my earlobe.

"Promise me, don't rush it, okay?" My wife's voice was soft and seductive, sending a shiver down my spine.

Her body slid slowly down my body, gently biting and sucking. She bit my nipple, just as I had sucked on hers, intensifying my desire. At the same time, she grasped my penis and slowly rubbed it. When her index finger and thumb formed a circle over the glans, a tingling sensation shot through my brain, causing my abdominal muscles to contract. With each stimulation, my swollen penis swayed up and down like a simple harmonic motion.

My wife knelt at the bottom of the tub, her right hand holding my penis, and began to suckle. Warm lips, slender fingers, moist saliva... She passionately slid her tongue across the flat surface, the brim constantly teased by her rounded lips. Her right hand's five nimble fingers caressed the base of my penis, while her left hand cupped my shrunken scrotum, gently kneading my testicles from time to time. My penis grew even harder under her sucking, and my scrotum tightened under her skillful caresses.

I panted, and unconsciously pressed her head down with my left hand while my right hand folded the base of my erect penis, making it easier for her to give me oral sex.

My wife moved, but her eyes kept looking up at me, as if mocking me.

This is the consequence of having your erogenous zones controlled; you simply can't resist the overwhelming pleasure.

After a few minutes, my wife's mouth left mine, searching upwards for my lips, and we kissed passionately.

I held her hips, bent down to lay her on the ground, and then prepared to thrust my aggressive penis into her body—those slippery walls of flesh! Just thinking about what it would feel like to be inside my wife's vagina made me feel like I was losing my mind, turning into a beast only capable of friction.

I pressed the head of my penis against her surface, about to penetrate further.

"Mmm...no...it's only been a few minutes, and you already want to devour me," my wife deliberately used a coquettish voice to get my attention, "I want to play for hours..."

Wow! This is the wife I know: a lady in public, a virtuous mother when caring for the children, and a slut in bed.

She rolled over and pinned me to the floor, then shifted her position. She took my erect penis into her mouth, her legs straddling my face. Even after becoming a mother, she still did this. But I liked it; she was mine from head to toe.

Another wave of pleasure washed over me. I couldn't help but admire her tongue skills. We were supposed to be pleasing each other simultaneously, but she had licked me so much that I lost my chance to attack her. I just lay on the floor, letting her do as she pleased.

"No, this isn't enough. I have to start," I murmured in a daze.

Then, my wife gave me the strongest stimulation.

"Ugh!" I screamed, like a wild beast. I violently rose, grabbed her legs, and standing, thrust straight into her vagina.

Her arms wrapped around my neck; the force of the thrust almost made her lose her balance.

I slowly lifted her legs, making her float up, then suddenly dropped her. As gravity brought her tightly against my penis, I pushed upwards with my hips.

"Mmm..."

Her lovely moans drove me even wilder.

My wife's legs were wrapped around my waist like vines.

I thrust upwards again, but she was already moving intensely, using the tightness of her legs to give her enough strength to move.

Seeing her like this, I was suddenly moved. This kind of bedroom pleasure should be created by both of us, abandoning all restraint, so that we can achieve the best physiological satisfaction, and sex will not be boring or even terrible. Although sex is not everything in marriage, good "communication" can at least avoid some unnecessary family crises. Haven't we been like that before? I felt that I also needed to start to get involved, otherwise I wouldn't be as good as my wife. At this moment, the strong urge to have sex lessened; I just wanted to get to know the woman in my arms again.

I placed her on the edge of the bathtub. My wife was panting heavily, her slightly furrowed brows suggesting the intensity of our recent intercourse.

"Huff...darling, what's wrong?" she gasped.

I simply gazed at her tenderly, then silently caressed her. Her perfectly proportioned figure, her beautifully sized breasts, her pink areolas, her erect nipples—all glided between my fingers, sometimes pinching her nipples, sometimes cupping her breasts, sometimes gently stroking her smooth abdomen. I opened my arms, caressing her upper body and legs simultaneously. The atmosphere instantly eased.

After a few minutes, my wife and I, our breathing gradually calming, suddenly burst into laughter.

"Am I getting old?" My wife's bright smile shone on me.

"I am," I shook my head.

"Oh! Honey, don't say that, it makes me sad." My wife got up and hugged me.

Her wet hair was scattered over my shoulders.

I tilted my head slightly and kissed her, then whispered in her ear, "You're getting old, it's you who's getting old."

"You..." my wife looked up at me, her voice sweet but tinged with anger.

Before she could finish, I sealed her lips with mine. Our tongues intertwined fiercely, and finally, she lost all defense, letting me ravage her as I pleased.

Leaving her lips, I moved to her beautiful face, taking her earlobe in my mouth, kissing her forehead, her eyes, the tip of her nose, slowly losing myself in her voluptuous neck, lingering on her shoulders, lost in her cleavage. Her scent, so fragrant, so sweet. This was the first time not only our bodies were united, but our hearts and feelings were also closely intertwined because of my growth. This was also the first time I felt that our lovemaking wasn't just "pleasure," but "beauty."

I placed my tongue flat on her nipple, using the tip to kiss and touch it. My hands slid over her abdomen, past the soft, downy area. I parted her legs again.

It was time, this time it really was time.

“Ah! No,” my wife stopped me, “This time is different from before…it’s so beautiful…” My wife got up and kissed me, shyly saying, “I don’t want it to end like this…”

I kissed her back. “Me too…” I picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom, then we slid into the smooth sheets.

The tip of my penis slowly moved along the wet crevice of her vulva, then pushed in slightly, gently rubbing with the head of my penis.

I took her tongue into my mouth, sucking on her sweet saliva. My hands either squeezed and kneaded her, or gently applied pressure to her sweet breasts. My fingers either playfully curled her fine pubic hair, or formed a V-shape and pressed against her petals, stroking back and forth. Suddenly, I thrust forward, the tip of my penis, swollen like a shaft, rubbing against the moist flesh, the beautiful sensation leaving me momentarily blank.

My wife involuntarily recoiled. I slowly withdrew until only the head of my penis remained within the tight embrace of her flesh. Using a technique with my hips, I moved back and forth with small strokes, only rubbing the tip against the warm walls, causing the extremely soft flesh to slightly indent and rise with my movements. I thrust in again with force. Pleasure surged through my spine, making me feel enveloped by an unknown warm tide. I withdrew again, and in a daze, I saw two clumps of black hair separate, with a bright red fountain of pleasure in the middle, shimmering softly under the dim light of the art lamp. Then the two clumps of black hair merged and separated again, merged and separated, merged and separated...

The increasing pleasure made us float and sink in a vast ocean woven from sex and love, soul and lust.

"Hoo... Oh... Hoo... Ah..." Chaotic breathing and heavy tones.

"Mmm... Ah... Mmm... Ah..." Soft panting could not hide the satisfaction of desire.

The rise and fall of my hips had reached a complete rapid pace.

"No... Don't... Don't leave... Leave me..." My wife gasped in a daze. Her legs wrapped around my waist like vines, gradually intensifying in rhythm with my movements. Bound by my wife's legs and due to the loss of strength, my thrusting pulse gradually weakened.

"No...no...I can't take it anymore..." My intense inner turmoil was about to erupt. Grasping my wife's breasts, swollen with excitement, I used them as leverage, thrusting even deeper. Her wet, fleshy walls gripped me tightly, and as my glans slid past, waves of passion surged through my brain, driving me towards a climax of desire, almost unconsciously.

"Too...too...let...let go...I'm coming...I'm coming..." I gasped, instinctively informing my wife, as this was our usual method of contraception.

"No...no...let me go...ah...ah...ah..." Before she could finish speaking, she reached her climax, screaming hysterically. Hot, gushing fluids flowed out, wetting my throbbing penis; her amorous womb had opened its doors to countless sperm. The convulsing flesh and the climaxing fluids instantly brought me to my peak.

"I'm...I'm going to cum...cum...cum...cum..." I felt the semen shooting from the vas deferens into the urethra, almost bursting out of my body. I thrust my penis deep inside, my body heat exploding at that moment, transforming into waves of heat rushing towards my wife's uterus.

"Ah..."

My wife and I cried out in unison, experiencing a surge of orgasm. The waves of pleasure inside me made me lose my balance, collapsing onto my wife's soft breasts. I could almost see the thick, white semen clinging to the cervix, accumulating deep within the vagina, slowly spreading, spreading, flowing into the uterus to find the egg, to fulfill the sacred mission of procreation...

The heat of the semen brought my wife a tidal wave of excitement; her flushed cheeks shone with excitement, her clenched teeth loosened, and her serene expression couldn't hide her satisfaction and joy.

Seeing my wife's passion tonight, I was suddenly deeply moved. I had finally rediscovered the woman who had once captivated my heart. "She's my woman!" I screamed in my heart. "God, I swear to you, I really, really will love her forever and ever, I swear..."

The bed faced the ocean, and we lay quietly, enjoying the tranquility after the storm. My alluring wife nestled in my arms, as adorable as a kitten.

The vast waves crashed against the steep rocks, and the bright moonlight slanted into the dim room through the French windows—it was an indescribable happiness. I stared at her, lost in thought.

"How could I have thought about going to the sauna? My wife already satisfies me so much, damn it, I shouldn't even have a moment's thought of betraying her." I gritted my teeth inwardly.

"What are you thinking about?" My wife ran her slender fingers over my chest.

"Uh...nothing...I didn't..." My heart raced, as if my wife had seen through me.

"How could you not? Isn't it about the sauna?" My wife said calmly.

How did she know...?

"Oh no, it's all over, it's all over..." I was secretly amazed at how well-informed she was.

My wife's tone remained calm.

"If you dare to do anything to betray me, do you know what I'll do?" Her tone was extremely slow and gentle, but every word pierced my heart like a sharp sword.

"What should I do? Should I deny it to the death or confess?" I panicked a little.

My wife moved her body upwards, allowing me to see her face clearly.

"Hehe..." Suddenly, her stern tone softened, and she even giggled. Then she moved closer to me, sealing my reply with her red lips: "I don't believe you have the guts to betray me... darling..."

She grasped my hand, slowly lifting my arms, her firm yet full breasts pressing against her chest, making my heart flutter. It was a pity we had just finished a few minutes ago; if it had been ten minutes later, I would have definitely pressed her down again and made love passionately once more.

"Mmm..." My wife's tongue won overwhelmingly, and I could only passively follow her lead.

Fortunately, she didn't know... I was relieved. ...

Under my wife's passionate kiss, I was a little breathless.

Just as my wife grasped my arm and placed it on the bedside table, the back of my hand touched something. If I hadn't held it before, it would have been hard to guess what it was. But the bad thing was, I had. I almost fainted from fright. It was the nameplate for the sauna cubicle, which I had grabbed in my haste to run out.

So she already knew, but why...?

My wife propped herself up, her beautiful face seemingly slightly angry, but mostly resentful. Seeing my terrified face, my trembling sent shivers down her spine. She was both annoyed and amused. "Will you dare to do it again...?" she suddenly asked with a smile.

My God... "My dear wife, I won't dare to do it again..."

A year later, I came home from work one day. My wife was cooking in the kitchen, and my son was practicing walking within her reach.

I unexpectedly hugged my wife from behind and kissed her rosy cheek.

"Wife, how about we have another daughter so our son can have a little sister?" My wife, like an innocent little girl, seemed to have had this idea all along but hadn't expected me to bring it up first. She said, "Of course, of course... But husband... can you really bear not being with me?"

"How could I not bear it?" I picked up my son, who was calling out "Daddy" in a muffled voice.

I smiled happily; I was finally a father.

A loving wife, a young son, a family—this feeling was wonderful.

"Son, would you like Daddy and Mommy to have another little sister to keep you company...?" ( Chapter 1 of

the Sex Slave Service Company) I picked up the phone, unsure whether I should call: a sex slave service company? How could such a company exist? It must be a fake advertisement by some hackers. But looking at the image on my computer desktop—a beautiful woman wearing a flight attendant's uniform , but naked on the bottom, smiling with her legs spread wide in front of the camera—my heart was filled with...

Feeling itchy, I thought, "Fine, I'll just make a call anyway. At worst, I'll just lose some money on the phone."

So , with a nervous heart, I dialed the number. After a while, a sweet female voice came from the other end:

"Hello, this is a sex slave service company. What do you need?" Wow, there really is such

a company ! Excitedly, I said,

"Hello... I need a 'partner,' is that alright?"

The operator smiled slightly and said,

"Of course. Is this your first time visiting our company?"

I quickly replied, "Ah, yes... yes."

"Then, would you like me to introduce our services?"

"Ah, okay, go ahead."

"Okay, our company is currently the world's largest sex service group, with the most extensive

experience in the sex industry and the strongest sex service team. We have beautiful girls from all over the world for you to choose from.

Our services are very comprehensive, from ordinary sex to SM, anytime..."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to hear any more of this. Just tell me how your business works,"

I said impatiently. I'd heard these kinds of things on TV all the time, so I didn't want to hear them anymore.

The operator on the other end of the phone seemed to sense my impatience, so she said in a gentle tone,

"Okay, here's how it works. Our services are charged according to time and service specifications. We

'll send you a username. After you log in with your username, you'll see

photos . You can choose the girl you like from them, and then

send the address and time you want to meet her to the email address below her photo. The girl will then come to your side at the time and place you specify to provide

services."

I thought that sounded acceptable, so I said,

"Okay, then give me your username."

After she gave me the username, I hung up the phone, opened my computer, and entered it.

Upon logging in, a list of regional names immediately appeared on the computer screen: Germany, France, Japan, China, and

the United States—clearly a search bar. Being rather traditional, I selected China. Then

another selection bar appeared—an age selection bar, from fourteen to forty. Again, being quite ordinary, I selected a middle age,

twenty.

With a single click, the page instantly filled with photos of stunningly beautiful girls,

each more beautiful than the last, and each more wanton than the next.

One girl, in a low-cut sailor uniform, cupped her breasts, sitting on a phallus,

smiling seductively at the camera. Another, a nurse, knelt on the ground, licking up

semen while flashing a victory sign at the camera. Yet another nurse

, sitting on the ground, had her white thighs spread wide, displaying a small red flag

with four large gold characters on it: "Welcome."

I swallowed hard, feeling increasingly aroused.

Then, I gently clicked on

a photo of a girl wearing black glasses and a black police uniform, smiling as she urinated into the camera.

With a click, the girl's resume immediately appeared:

Ji Fanglan, female, twenty years old, from the Armed Police Women's Special Forces, with thirty sexual experiences, five of which

were gang rapes. Her nipples and vulva are pink, her skin is fair, and she is in good health. She previously

worked as a military prostitute . She is skilled in various positions, enjoys taking the initiative, and can satisfy various customer requests. She has no sexual restrictions and is open to any

sexual games.

Orgasm state: Slight squirting is visible.

SM acceptance: Minor injuries and slight bleeding.

Humiliation tolerance: Excellent.

Seeing such a detailed introduction, I was burning with desire and quickly sent my address and the agreed time to

the email address under her picture. After a while, I received a confirmation in my inbox saying that the commission had been accepted and

the service provider would arrive on time.

Hearing this news, I felt like I had woken up from a dream. I quickly started tidying up the house and waiting for my partner

to arrive .

At eight o'clock sharp, my doorbell rang on time. I quickly got up and ran to the door. As soon as I opened the door, I was

captivated by the beautiful scenery before me.

The beautiful woman from before, wearing sunglasses and the police uniform, stood tall and proud before me, a bag

in her hand . She smiled alluringly at me.

She exuded a cold, aloof beauty. My gaze moved downwards, noticing her breasts proudly erect,

seemingly about to burst from her clothes. Instead of the trousers typical of policewomen, she wore a

tight black miniskirt that clung tightly to her long, white legs. Staring at the base of those alabaster thighs, I

suddenly recalled the scene of her urinating in the photograph, and unconsciously swallowed hard.

Seeing my drooling expression, she smiled slightly and said in a magnetic voice,

"Sir, did you request my services? If so, may I come in?"

I snapped out of my reverie and quickly opened the door, inviting her in. She smiled slightly, chest out, legs

spread and stepped into my house, sitting on the sofa, then turning her head to survey her surroundings.

I poured her a glass of water and sat down beside her. She thanked me,

took off her glasses, and drank from the glass. Only then did I realize that her eyes were incredibly bright

and alluring.

I swallowed, unsure what to say. After a moment's thought, I stammered,

"Miss Ji, I... how should we begin?"

Hearing me speak, she smiled sweetly, put down the glass, and gracefully pulled a form from her bag. She placed it

in front of me and said,

"This is our service price list. I can provide all the services listed. Just tick the services you

want , and I will provide them accordingly

. Payment will be calculated afterward."

I took the form and saw a wide variety of sex-related activities: French kissing, oral sex, breast

sex, anal sex, foot sex, SM, slave dolls, drinking urine... dozens in total, basically

covering everything. Each service had a corresponding price, which I found acceptable.

So I held up the form in surprise and asked her, "What, can you really do all of these items

?"

Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and said respectfully,

"Yes, sir, our company's service principle is to do everything possible to satisfy our clients.

Once you sign the contract, my body is yours to use as you please."

I glanced at her graceful figure in her uniform, swallowed hard, and then impatiently picked up

the pen and started ticking boxes on the form. After a while, I finished and handed the form to her,

looking at .

She looked at it carefully with her beautiful eyes, then smiled and said to me,

"Sir, I see you haven't selected the anal sex option. I can confidently tell you that my anus has

been specially trained by experts; it's very flexible and suitable for penetration.

When , the soldiers loved using my anus. They would have sex with it every day. It's

your loss if you don't choose it."

Upon hearing this, I was immediately aroused, quickly snatched the form, ticked the anal sex box, and

handed it to her.

She took it again and looked at it, then smiled slightly and said,

"Sir, you've selected three normal sex services, three BDSM services, and two humiliation services,

a total of eight services, costing ten thousand yuan. Please pay first, then I can serve you."

Hearing this, I quickly took out the money I had prepared and handed it to her. She took the money, carefully

put it in her bag, then turned and smiled at me, saying,

"I can begin serving you now, sir. Which service would you like to start with?"

I thought for a moment and said,

"Let's start with oral sex. I want to get aroused first."

She smiled sweetly, straightened her back, stood up, gently moved the coffee table in front of me, then

stretched out her arms, unbuckled my belt, and pulled down my underwear along with it.

Because I couldn't hold back any longer, the moment my underwear was pulled down, my penis stood erect in

front of her, emitting a foul stench. Oh no! I hadn't even had time to shower after cleaning the house.

Thinking of this, I lowered my head in shame. She seemed to smell it too, but she didn't seem to mind. She smiled

slightly , stretched out her jade-like arm, gently opened my thighs, then closed them, pressed her body down, and

knelt between my legs. She reached out her jade-like hand, grasped my penis, and gently stroked it. Then she smiled,

took a wet wipe from her pocket to clean the grime from my penis, and comforted me, saying,

"Sir, don't be shy. It's normal for men to have a little body odor. When I was in the army, soldiers would

often come back from the battlefield and then pin me down in the ditch and fuck me wildly.

They often didn't bathe for days and nights. Every time they gang-raped me, my mouth and vagina were covered in

semen and grime. I'm used to it, I don't mind, and I even enjoy it. But for your

health , I still need to clean you.

" Hearing this, my penis grew even larger in her hand. She saw this, smiled knowingly,

threw away the wet wipe, and opened her jade-like lips to... She took my penis in, gently swaying her head,

stroking it .

Her oral skills were superb, the temperature of her mouth was just right, and I could even feel her red tongue constantly

teasing my glans. I looked down and saw that she knew how to suck my penis while looking at me with

such , giving me immense satisfaction.

After sucking for a while, she took my penis out of her mouth, a strand of glistening saliva connecting my

penis and her red lips. She smiled slightly, breaking the connection, then used her jade-like hand to hold my penis and

stroke it back and forth, while her lips opened and took my scrotum into her mouth, carefully licking it. The folds... At that moment, my whole body felt like it was being

electrocuted, filled with pleasure. I couldn't help but sit up, pressing my lower body desperately against her beautiful face.

She pressed on, seeing me thrust forward, and kissed me downwards, then suddenly pressed down, kissing

my anus. She didn't seem to mind the stench, carefully licking my anus with her tongue, while using her left hand to support my

buttocks and her right hand to quickly stroke my already throbbing penis.

I suddenly felt a surge of heat, felt like I was about to ejaculate, and quickly grabbed her hair and pushed her away, trying to slow

down.

She noticed my desire, and then gently supported my buttocks... She placed it on the sofa, then released her grip

, sat up straight, and looked at me with a charming smile.

I took a breath, suppressing the urge to ejaculate, and looked at Ji Fanglan in front of me. She was

also panting, her face flushed with desire as she looked at me. There was a lot of dirty yellow grime around her lips, obviously from licking

my anus. This grime contrasted sharply with her fair face, creating an incredibly

lewd scene.

She noticed my expression, smiled slightly, took out a tissue to wipe the grime from her mouth

, rinsed her mouth with water, then knelt down and smiled slightly at me respectfully, saying,

"Sir, where would you like to ejaculate your first load of semen on me?"

I swallowed hard and said,

"Can...can't I ejaculate on your face?"

Hearing this, she smiled slightly and said,

"Of course you can, sir. Any part of my body can be a semen container. I've said that before.

So, would you like to try deep throat now?"

I was stunned and stammered, "Deep throat? What do you mean?"

Hearing this, she smiled slightly and explained, "

It means I'll rest my head flat on the sofa, and you can treat my mouth like a mindless sex toy, using

your penis to thrust in and out at any speed and with any force, without worrying about my feelings."

Intrigued, I nodded.

Seeing my agreement, she smiled sweetly, stood up, and pulled me to my feet. She then

lay flat on the floor, pressing her head against the edge of the sofa, and smiled,

"Sir, you can come over now. Remember to kneel on the sofa before putting your penis in my

mouth. This way, you'll have more freedom and more force when you thrust."

I quickly went to her, and as she instructed, knelt on the sofa with one leg, then used

my left hand to hold her hair, securing her head, and with my right hand, gripped my penis, aiming it at her lips, saying,

"I'm coming." She

smiled slightly, opened her lips, and prepared to receive my conquest.

When I saw this, my head went blank, and I thrust my lower body forward, sending my penis back into this paradise.

Seeing that I had already entered her mouth, she opened her mouth as wide as possible to welcome my intrusion, while

reaching her hand through her crotch to pat my buttocks to encourage me.

At first, I didn't dare to thrust too hard, afraid that she couldn't bear it, but she didn't seem to care at all, and even patted

my buttocks to encourage me to thrust faster and harder.

I looked down at the beautiful face between my legs, and then carefully said,

"I really used all my strength, can you really bear it?"

Her eyes were in her mouth, her charming eyes narrowed into slits, and she blinked, indicating that I

could , that she was okay.

With her tacit approval, I took a deep breath, grabbed her hair hard with my left hand, and

thrust my hips down forcefully, instantly inserting my entire thick penis into her mouth. It went in so deep that

I even felt my penis touch a small tube, which I believed to be her esophagus.

With that sudden, forceful thrust, her beautiful eyes rolled back immediately.

Her hand, which had been on my injured buttocks, gripped my buttocks tightly, but she still kept her mouth open, preparing for my next thrust.

I secretly admired her professionalism and thrust my penis even harder into her mouth. Each time, I penetrated deep into her throat,

just as she said, treating her mouth like a lifeless sex toy.

As my thrusts became more and more intense, her beautiful body lying on the ground convulsed and trembled incessantly.

Tears and snot streamed down her face, ruining her

makeup

. I could even see gushes of liquid with hard lumps gushing from her mouth, which would be expelled each time I withdrew, splashing onto her cheeks. I believed this was gastric juices she was vomiting from.

After hundreds of thrusts, I finally reached my climax, but I didn't want to ejaculate on her face.

So at the moment of ejaculation, I grabbed her hair and thrust my penis forcefully into her mouth, followed by a

gush of thick semen shooting deep into her throat.

When I ejaculated on her like that, her eyes rolled back, and semen actually spurted out of her delicate nostrils, splashing

onto her face and mixing with other grime.

I exhaled, pulled my penis out of her mouth, it was still covered in grime, a mixture of my semen

and her stomach acid.

She was already leaning back on the sofa, eyes rolled back, dazed. I also slumped to the floor, exhausted. Suddenly, I smelled a foul odor, and upon closer inspection, I saw a puddle of urine on the floor, and it was flowing

from under her skirt . She had lost control of her bladder! I looked at the urine slowly flowing down her thigh and smiled, because I knew that once she woke up, the game would continue. (To be continued) Chapter Two When Ji Fanglan returned from cleaning up in the bathroom, I was leaning against the sofa, playing with my penis. Ji Fanglan had returned to her clean and beautiful self, as if nothing had happened. It seems the power of makeup is truly remarkable. Seeing me masturbating, Ji Fanglan smiled slightly, squatted down beside me, and took my penis, gently stroking it for me. I reached out and put my arm around her shoulder, whispering in her ear, "I'm sorry, I was too rough just now." She smiled and shook her head, massaging my penis as she said, "It's nothing. My mouth was once endlessly penetrated all night , so this little bit of pain is nothing to me; in fact, it's kind of enjoyable." I was surprised to hear this, "So you have this kind of experience. No wonder you're so skilled." She smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment." Then she turned her head and saw the puddle of her own urine on the floor, her face flushed, and she smiled, "I'm sorry, sir, for making your room dirty." I laughed and said, "It's alright, it's because of me that you lost control of your bladder." But she shook her head, released my penis, stood up, reached under her skirt, and slowly pulled down her panties—a pair of black lace panties—then rolled them up, knelt down, and slowly wiped the urine off the floor. When I saw it, I was shocked and said, "Miss, how could you use your own underwear to wipe yourself? I have toilet paper here." She turned around and smiled at me, saying, "It's okay, there's already urine on this underwear, a little more won't matter." So she continued to carefully wipe the underwear on the ground. When she turned around while kneeling, I clearly saw a trace of clear liquid hanging from the pink cleft between her two snow-white legs inside her skirt. After a while, she wiped herself clean, put the urine-soaked underwear back into her shirt pocket, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and then sat down next to me. She gently held my penis again and said , "Sir, what would you like to do next?" I looked at my limp penis and smiled wryly, "Let's chat first. Looks like my little brother will have to wait a bit longer." Hearing this, she smiled understandingly and said, "Okay, sir, what would you like to talk about first?" I thought for a moment and said, "Let's talk about you. I saw in the introduction that you have over thirty sexual experiences, so let's talk about your sexual history ." She pouted and gave me a reproachful look, as if blaming me for being perverted, but then smiled sweetly said, "Okay, if you want to know, I'll tell you. But thirty times is quite a lot; I can't tell you all of them, only one. Which one would you like to hear about?" I thought for a moment and said... "I heard you were a military prostitute, so tell me about your time there." She thought for a moment and said, "Military prostitute? Oh, that was a long time ago. I had just graduated from police academy and was assigned to an armed police unit for a training in Sanda (Chinese kickboxing). But when I got there, I found out that my training position had already been taken by a girl with connections. So the unit asked me to give up my training and go home to find a job. I didn't want to, and I insisted on staying in the unit. The person in charge of the organization department couldn't stand my pestering, so he told me that if I wanted to stay in the unit, I could only be assigned to a military prostitute camp. During the day, I would train and train, and at night I would be the soldiers' sex slaves, solving their physiological needs. As soon as I heard that, I agreed without hesitation , because fighting and making love are two things I both enjoy. Why not?"

Upon hearing this, I quickly asked,

"You have to train during the day and be sex slaves at night, isn't that very hard?"

She smiled sweetly and said,

"It was very hard at first. We women in the military brothel were often fucked unconscious by one soldier at night, and

then woken up by another soldier the next morning. It was common to go to training covered in semen. Sometimes,

the semen in our vaginas would even solidify during training, sticking to our cervixes. There was no other way but to take a spoon, take off our pants, sit on the ground, spread our legs, and use the spoon to scoop out the semen

little by little . But this was only temporary. By nightfall, our bellies were full of semen again." I was shocked and said, "Then wasn't that very hard for you?" She smiled slightly and said, "Later, we came up with a solution. Every morning, after the last man left us, we would insert a hollow tube into our vaginas. That way, during training, the semen in our bellies would flow out through the hollow tube and wouldn't accumulate in our vaginas." Upon hearing this, I was shocked again and said, "Didn't your pants get soaked with semen during your training?" Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and said, "At first, that was the case. When the female soldiers in the military prostitute battalion first started training, their military pants were always wet, so some people called us the 'Holy Water Brigade.' But later, things got better. The military region allowed us military prostitutes to wear open-crotch pants, so our pants wouldn't get wet. But then, the semen would be spilled directly onto the military region's lawn during our training, so we got another nickname: the 'Flower Watering Brigade.'" I laughed and said, "You people in the military region are quite cultured. Do you charge for being a military prostitute?" Ji Fanglan shook her head and said, "No, not only do we not charge, but we also have to accept the mating requests from people in the military region at any time and in any place . So, the bathrooms and toilets in our military prostitute battalion don't have doors or windows, so that soldiers can come in and humiliate us at any time." I asked curiously, "Have you ever been abused in the bathroom or toilet?" Ji Fanglan nodded and said: “Yes, twice in the bathroom and twice in the toilet, both times I was ambushed.” I thought for a moment and said, “Then tell me about the time in the bathroom.” Ji Fanglan thought for a moment and smiled, “Okay, I remember that time I was taking a shower with some colleagues. My eyes got wet with soap suds, so I closed my eyes and reached behind me to get a towel. Unexpectedly, after groping around for a while, I actually touched an erect penis . Before I could react, I was suddenly pressed against the wall by a pair of rough hands. Then that rough hand forcefully dug a few times into my anus, grabbed that penis, and thrust it into my anus without any lubrication. I frowned. I immediately felt a sharp pain from my anus. Obviously, my anus had already been torn in several places by his thrust. But he didn’t seem to know how to be gentle. Ignoring my pain, he pressed down on my back and desperately thrust into my anus.” He thrust violently, and I couldn't open my eyes, so I had no choice but to endure his abuse. He fucked me for about half an hour, finally pulling out his penis and spraying his semen on my back. I thought that was the end of it, but unexpectedly, he turned my body over, pressed me to the ground, pinched my nostrils, forced me to open my mouth, and inserted his penis into it, making me clean the filth from his anus. I felt the penis in my mouth was very salty and smelly, and it also had a bloody taste. I knew it was blood from my anus. I had no choice but to clean it for him. After he left, satisfied, I washed my eyes and realized that my other colleagues around me had suffered the same fate, having been fucked to the ground by someone, with watery stains from their genitals that I couldn't tell if it was semen or urine... " Upon hearing this, I said, 'Then you must have been in a lot of pain, even getting injured?' Ji Fanglan blushed slightly and smiled, 'Of course! That time, he tore my anus three times, and it bled for a week. But I don't blame him, because these field soldiers have a lot of training pressure, so they have to use our bodies to release it.' Hearing this, my penis suddenly became erect again, which of course did not escape her notice. So she smiled sweetly and said, 'Sir, I see you have regained your virility. Would you like to continue the game?' I nodded and said, 'Okay, bring me that program list, I'll go through the programs.' She smiled and nodded, then continued to hold my penis with one hand while turning around to pick up the program hand it to me. I looked at it carefully and then asked, 'Miss, what does the "torture of the genitals" in this training program mean?' Upon hearing this, Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and explained gently to me; "Vaginal torture involves using props to abuse a woman's genitals. Guests who choose this service can use the props provided by the sex worker to ravage and torment the sex worker's vagina and anus until she orgasms or urinates. It's a visual sex game. How about it, sir, would you like to try this first?" I was intrigued and said, "Is that alright? I really would like to try this first, but can you accept it?" Ji Fanglan smiled and said, "Of course you can. My vagina and anus belong to you from the moment you sign. You can use them as you please." After saying that, she stood up, picked up the pencil case on the sofa, and took out many sex tools, placing them on the coffee table . Some of them were things I had never seen before. After she took them all out, I counted them. There were ten in total. They were all different shapes and colors, quite eye-catching. Ji Fanglan neatly arranged the items and then came to my side, saying, "Sir, do you have a washbasin?" I was taken aback and asked curiously, "What do you need a washbasin for?" Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and explained, "Well, when you use these things to discipline me later, I might squirt or lose control of my bladder again, so I wanted to borrow a washbasin to place under my buttocks to catch it, so as not to soil your area." Upon hearing this, I laughed and said, "It's alright, go ahead and squirt, I'm not exactly a clean person anyway. You can just wash it off if it gets dirty."

Upon hearing this, Ji Fanglan smiled sweetly and stopped insisting. She placed her delicate hand on her waist, gently

unzipped her skirt, and pulled it off. In an instant, Ji Fanglan's infinitely beautiful lower body was exposed before

my eyes.

After taking off her skirt, she turned around perfectly and sat deeply on the sofa opposite me. Then, she

thrust her snow-white buttocks forward forcefully, raised her long, beautiful legs, and spread them as wide as possible towards me. Finally, she stretched out her jade-like arm

through the crook of her legs, parted her petal-like pink labia, and said to me,

"Sir, I'm ready. You can begin."

I was very excited and hurriedly ran to her side and knelt down. Then, I placed my left hand on her snow-white thigh, and with my right hand, I gently

inserted my index finger into her pink vagina, gently thrusting it in and out.

Feeling my entry, she took a deep breath and then encouraged me, saying,

"Sir, you can be a little rough, it's okay. You can use the tools over there as you please. Otherwise, how can you get visual pleasure from just abusing my vagina with

your fingers ?"

Reminded by her, I suddenly remembered and turned to look at the tools on the coffee table.

There were several kinds of dildos on the table, but I wasn't interested in them because they were too ordinary. Then I noticed

an iron ring with a small mirror in the middle, so I picked it up and turned to ask Ji Fanglan,

"Miss, what is this?"

When Ji Fanglan saw that I had chosen it, a hint of excitement flashed across her face, and she said ,

"That...that's a speculum, used to look at a woman's cervix."

I thought for a moment, realizing I really didn't know what a woman's uterus looked like, so I knelt down beside her, shook

the thing in my hand, and said,

"I want to see what your uterus looks like, is that alright?"

Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and said,

"Of course you can. You just need to shrink this iron ring, insert it deeply into my vagina, and then slowly widen it.

You can see my cervix through the magnifying glass in the middle."

Hearing this, I held her thighs down and then, as she instructed, slowly inserted the thing in my hand into her

vagina. She cooperated by arching her lower abdomen, allowing me to penetrate deeper.

I slowly pushed the machine halfway into her vagina, intending to open it completely. But

she stopped me, her face flushed, and said,

"Sir, it's not there yet. It needs to be fully inserted; my cervix is very deep."

Hearing this, I immediately continued inserting it. As the device went deeper into her abdominal cavity, she

unconsciously frowned and arched her back.

Finally, I had the entire device, except for my hand, inside Ji Fanglan's vagina. She was already

drenched in sweat from excitement.

I looked up at her and said,

"Miss, I'm going to start opening it now. Are you sure you can do it?"

She hooked her arms around her spread thighs, took a deep breath, and said,

"Sir, come on. Remember, you need to open your vagina as wide as possible, otherwise you won't be able to see."

I then slowly opened her vagina.

I stretched her vagina wider and wider, and her expression grew increasingly painful. Finally, when her vagina was stretched

to a ten-centimeter-wide opening, I saw her face turn pale, and her delicate hands, gripping her thighs,

dug into her snow-white flesh. She had clearly reached her limit of endurance. So I said to her,

"Miss, how about we stop playing this game and try something else?"

Ji Fanglan gritted her teeth, shook her head, and stubbornly said,

"Our company's sex workers never provide only half-service. I can't break that rule.

Please go ahead, I can endure it."

Seeing her determination, I thought for a moment and said,

"In that case, I'll stretch your vagina to its maximum size all at once, so you'll suffer less. How

about that?"

Her expression changed slightly, but she nodded in an instant.

With her approval, I said to her,

"Okay, then I'll count to three, and then I'll stretch it open as far as I can."

Hearing this, she bit her lip, nodded, and then spread her thighs even wider, preparing to face

the ultimate pain to come.

I gripped the handle tightly and started counting:

"Here we go, one, two..."

Before I could count to three, I exerted force, and the thing instantly stretched her vagina to twice its original size!

"Ah...!!!"

Ji Fanglan let out a piercing scream, her body jerking upwards before crashing heavily

onto the sofa. Her two spread, snow-white legs convulsed and trembled uncontrollably. Suddenly, her eyes rolled back, and she lost consciousness.

I was terrified; this was going to be fatal! I quickly reached out to touch her nose. Thankfully, she was still breathing; she

had only fainted.

Knowing she was alright, I breathed a sigh of relief. Then I noticed her vagina had been stretched into a large, pink

hole. I reached for a small mirror and looked inside. Then it dawned on me—the cervix is

white all…
Chapter 3, October 10th

: I took several bottles of medicine for treating external injuries from my cabinet and went to the living room. I handed them to

Ji Fanglan, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs spread, massaging her vagina. She took them and smiled slightly, saying,

“Thank you, sir. Please wait a moment. I’ll be right there.”

I sighed, holding my penis as I said,

“Miss, you’re pushing yourself too hard. I told you I didn’t want to, why did you insist? Your vagina is stretched

like that, of course it’ll be excruciatingly painful. Look, you almost caused someone’s death just now.”

She smiled slightly, applying the medicine to her genitals as she spoke.

"It's alright, I've had this experience before. It's not that easy to die. It's just that

I haven't done it in a long time and I'm not used to it yet. It's okay, it'll be fine in a bit."

Hearing this, I exclaimed in shock,

"What? Your vagina has been stretched like this before?"

Ji Fanglan smiled slightly, her eyes fixed on her vagina, carefully wiping it as she casually

said,

"Of course, right here in our company's training center. I was tied to a chair, and our sex instructor used

this thing to stretch it three times, each time to its maximum. Afterwards, they even spat inside. It's

a required course for us sex workers, nothing to be surprised about."

Hearing this, I cried out in alarm:

"What! A required course? Your company uses this to train you?! Have you no humanity?!"

She smiled slightly and said,

"It's just work, nothing to worry about, you'll get used to it. Besides, we're young, our vaginas are elastic,

they won't break."

Seeing her nonchalant attitude, I was utterly shocked. What kind of women are these

? They treat their bodies like ignorant commodities.

Just as I stared at her in disbelief, her eyes suddenly lit up. She patted her genitals,

then turned to me, spread her legs, pointed to her vagina, and smiled, saying,

"It's done, sir, look, it's back to normal."

I looked down and, sure enough, it had recovered to its original beautiful state. No wonder she'd trained in martial arts;

her recovery ability was impressive.

Seeing me intently staring at her genitals, she smiled slightly and said,

"Sir, how is it? Same as before, right? If so, would you like another

cervical examination?"

I exclaimed,

"What? Another time? The service is already complete! Are you out of your mind?"

She chuckled and said,

"The completion mark for 'training' is the sex worker ejaculating or becoming incontinent. I just fainted; I

didn't have an orgasm or become incontinent, so it doesn't count as complete. You can continue the game."

I shook my head vigorously and said,

"Forget it. Not only this, I'm not doing any more 'training' services. You don't need to refund me; just consider it

a service you've provided, okay?"

Ji Fanglan was taken aback and said,

"You'll be at a great disadvantage then."

I shook my head and said...

“Let’s forget it. Consider it a tip. It wouldn’t be good if someone got hurt. Let’s play

something .”

She shrugged, then sat up, took the service menu, and handed it to me with a smile.

“Okay, then please choose what you want to play next.”

I took the menu and looked at it, pointing suspiciously to one of the items.

“Miss, what is this ‘slave doll’?”

Ji Fanglan smiled and said,

“This ‘slave doll’ means that the customer who orders this service can perform any

insulting , and the sex worker will completely cooperate with the customer’s actions. It’s a humiliating sexual

service.”

I asked doubtfully,

“Insulting sexual act? What does that mean?”

Ji Fanglan thought for a moment and then said,

“Well… there are many kinds of insulting sexual acts, including spitting, urinating, and defecating

on . There’s no single definition, but it’s roughly like that.”

I thought for a moment and then said…

"Is there any danger to life in this kind of sexual activity?"

Ji Fanglan chuckled upon hearing this , then thought for a moment and said,

"Hmm... aside from being a little dirty and disgusting, it doesn't seem to pose any danger to life." Hearing this, I slapped my thigh and said, "Okay, you'll play this with me." Ji Fanglan was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise, "What? Sir, you want to play this?" I was also taken aback and asked doubtfully, "What? You're not going to do it? Then I'll find something else." Ji Fanglan shook her head and said, "It's not that I'm not going to do it, it's just that this game is too polluting. Every time we play this, the whole room is covered in feces and urine. Don't you mind?" I thought for a moment and then said, "It's okay, I should be able to accept it. At worst, I can just put some newspaper on the floor." Hearing that I had made up my mind, Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and said, "Alright, since you're so interested, sir, I'll play along to the end. Please wait a moment, I'll go find some newspaper ." After saying that, she got up to go find some newspaper, but I quickly stopped her and said: “Wait, Miss Ji, I’d like to include a few other items as well, like breast play and foot play, so we can do them all together. It’s too much trouble to keep looking at the item list.” Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and said, “Alright, that way you’ll have three chances to ejaculate in this game. Once you’ve ejaculated three times, our transaction will be over. Is that alright?” I nodded with a smile. Ji Fanglan jumped off the bed, naked, then turned back and smiled at me, saying, "Alright, it's settled then. Come and get ready. Where are your newspapers?" Hearing this, I rolled into the bedroom, pulled out newspapers that had been stored under the bed for over ten years, and together with Ji Fanglan spread them all over the living room floor. We then moved the coffee table and other obstacles, and soon the entire living room was as spacious as a judo hall. After finishing this, Ji Fanglan turned around and took a leather collar from a briefcase on the sofa (which was also covered with newspapers). She put it on her snow-white neck, then turned and knelt at my feet, smiling, "From now on, I am your slave. Please use me as you see fit." Hearing this, I didn't know what to do. I was used to being an ordinary person, and suddenly being a slave was quite unusual I didn't know how to begin. At this moment, she seemed to notice my hesitation as she knelt on the ground, chuckled, and then reminded me: "Sir, have you ever seen a slave wearing a police uniform?" After she said this, I realized that her upper garment was still intact, and her breasts were still hidden from my view. So, in a moment of excitement, I immediately pounced on her and kneaded her breasts through her clothes. She also thrust her chest out at me, her face flushed, and cooperated with my caresses of her breasts. But touching her through her clothes wasn't satisfying, so I straddled her lower abdomen and started unbuttoning her police uniform. Perhaps I was too nervous, because I couldn't get it off after a long time. Just as I was getting frustrated, she opened her dazed eyes and reminded me again: "Sir, a master doesn't undress his slave according to normal rules." I immediately understood, grabbed her uniform collar, and ripped it downwards with force. "Rip—!" Her uniform was torn to shreds, and her two snow-white, full, round breasts immediately jumped out.

Without hesitation, I grabbed one of her still-bouncing breasts and kneaded it forcefully. She

frowned, reached out and grabbed my penis, stroking it back and forth. She closed her eyes, bit her lip, and let me ravage her

breasts. Looking down, I saw that her breasts had been shaped into various forms under my kneading, and her nipples

had turned bright red from my squeezing.

I swallowed hard, and in a moment of excitement, I lifted my hips and placed my erect penis between her snow-white cleavage.

Then I squeezed her breasts tightly together, clamping my penis between them, and began thrusting back and forth between her breasts.

She cooperated by arching her chest. After a while, I suddenly felt a rush of heat to my head, and a stream of semen gushed from my penis between

Ji Fanglan 's breasts, shooting directly onto her face. Then, a second and

a third stream shot directly into Ji Fanglan's mouth and nostrils.

After I finished, I looked down and saw that Ji Fanglan's face was covered with a thick layer of semen. Her alluring

eyes, sticky with white silk, smiled at me. Then she opened her mouth and spat out a bubble of semen, saying,

"Sir, glug, this is the first time."

I smiled and nodded, then pinched one of her pink nipples and

rubbed it back and forth on my penis. After wiping the remaining semen off my glans with her nipple, I stood up from her. She

didn't care about quickly sat up to take my penis in her mouth, licking off the remaining fluid.

I patted her snow-white shoulder and said,

"Go clean yourself up. I'm going to the toilet. We'll play together when I get back."

After saying that, I stood up to leave.

Just then, she suddenly reached out and grabbed my ankle, stopping me from leaving. I turned back

and looked , wondering what she wanted to do.

Her face covered in semen, she licked her lips wantonly, then said seductively to me,

"Sir, have you forgotten why we laid out newspapers? You need to use the toilet, and I need to wash my face,

isn't perfect?"

I exclaimed in surprise,

"You mean you want me to…!!"

Ji Fanglan knelt on the ground, raising her semen-covered face to me, and said,

"Sir, please, I won't waste your urine."

In a moment of excitement, I turned around, aimed my penis at her face, and urinated.

The urine splashed onto her face, steaming, and she caught it in her hands

, rubbing it against her face, washing away the semen. After I finished, she took my

penis licked the remaining urine clean.

After I finished, I sat comfortably on the sofa, looking at Ji Fanglan, whose body was covered in yellow and white stains,

a disheveled sight. At this moment, she turned naked to face me, stuck out her tongue to lick a trace of urine from the corner of her mouth,

and then smiled at me, saying,

"How was it? Sir, was this slave doll fun?"

I gave her a thumbs up and said,

"Miss Ji, you're so dedicated. Have you ever tried this before?"

Ji Fanglan pulled her hair back and slowly scraped off the semen, saying to me,

"Of course, every one of my clients likes to play this game, but they prefer to urinate in my anus

or vagina. This is the first time a customer has urinated on my face."

Hearing this, I was intrigued and said,

"Then I'd like to do that too, is that alright?"

Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and said,

"Of course, but do you still have urine?"

I thought about it, and realized she was right, so I temporarily put aside the idea and smiled at her, saying,

"Miss Ji, after working for so long, is there any humiliating sexual behavior that you can't accept?"

Ji Fanglan knelt in the urine for a moment and thought for a moment, then said:

“Nothing really. But if you think of any special games, I can take on the challenge.”

I thought for a moment, then a thought struck me. I lifted my foot and placed it on her breasts, pinching and kneading her nipples with

my toes as I said,

“Then I want you to lick my soles. Is that alright?”

Ji Fanglan smiled sweetly, took my foot from her breasts with both hands, and said, “

What’s so difficult about that? A piece of cake. Watch me.”

With that, she lifted my foot from her breasts, gently pried my toes apart, and

then big toe into her mouth, sucking it back and forth with her tongue. At that moment, I saw

a trickle of urine coming from her mouth, but I couldn’t tell if it was from her mouth or my foot.

She sucked very carefully, as if she were licking ice cream. After she finished licking my toes, she pressed my urine-soaked

foot against her face, then moved her head and rubbed her delicate face intimately against the soles of my feet

, occasionally sticking out her tongue to lick the calluses on my heels.

Seeing this scene, my penis instantly became erect again. I pulled my foot back, grabbed her long hair, and dragged her

up. Then I pressed her face down onto the sofa and held her snow-white back,

so that her full, round buttocks were now directly facing my penis.

She knew I was going to have sex with her, so she gently hugged her buttocks and parted her

labia , preparing to receive my invasion.

But then I remembered her self-introduction when she came in, so I grinned,

ignoring , and instead pressed my penis against her anus.

She felt the heat from her anus, was startled, and quickly turned her head, crying out:

"Ah! Sir, wait a minute, it's not wet yet... Ah—!!!"

Before she could finish speaking, I thrust my penis into her anus. She cried out, her body jerked

forward , and her two snow-white legs began to tremble uncontrollably again.

I held her back and thrust into her anus relentlessly, turning her anal muscles inside out. Sure enough, her

anus was exquisite—tight and at the perfect temperature.

After a while, I suddenly felt her body tremble. She said in a weak voice,

"Sir...sir, ah, I...I'm going to...incontinence, please...lift me up,

okay? I don't want to...pee on the...sofa."

Hearing this, I kept thrusting into her vagina, then grabbed her breasts and lifted her

up. I hooked her legs, lifting her up so her vagina faced outwards, then spread her thighs

, continuing to thrust into her anus while facing her vagina towards the floor, shouting in her ear:

"Alright, you can pee now."

Upon hearing this, her vagina contracted, and a stream of clear urine shot out, landing on the ground.

Seeing this, I felt a spasm in my lower abdomen and ejaculated into her anus.

Without pulling out, I sat down on the sofa, panting, holding her. She looked down at

the semen flowing from our vaginal opening with semen in her alluring eyes and said to me in a sweet breath,

"Sir, how...how is it? Can I...can I make you happy?"

I held her, playing with her breasts, and said,

"I'm so happy, but now I need to pee again."

Hearing this, she smiled slightly, squeezed her legs together, allowing her anus to more tightly envelop my penis,

and then wrapped her arms around my neck, saying, "Okay, sir, you can fulfill your wish now."

Upon hearing this, my penis loosened, and I ejaculated into her anus. She frowned and

cried out lewdly:

"Ah—sir, your urine is so hot!"

Hearing this excited me even more, so I straightened my back and pushed my penis even harder

into , shooting the next spurt of urine even deeper. I could clearly see

a yellowish-white liquid flowing out of her anus.

I didn't pull my penis out of her anus until I had urinated completely.

"Whoosh—"

As soon as my penis left her anus, the urine in her anus immediately spurted out and landed on

the newspaper on the floor.

I pulled her down onto the sofa, then, pinching her nipple and panting,

whispered in her ear,

"You...you woman, you're really something, you'll do anything!"

She lay limply on top of me, tilting her head and breathing softly, saying,

"This...this is nothing, it's my job, as long as you're comfortable."

Her job was done. After cleaning the grime off my penis, she went to the bathroom to shower,

then came back to get dressed. But her clothes were torn, so I found her one of my

shirts . Before leaving, she gave me a phone number and told me to

call her anytime if I wanted to play around, then smiled slightly and turned to leave.

Holding the phone, I thought, I'll definitely call her again.

(To be continued)

Chapter Four

"Ring..."

The ringing of my phone woke me from my deep sleep. I rubbed my eyes, pulled my phone out from under the bed,

and groggily turned it on, saying,

"Hello, this is Zhang Shiyi. Who are you looking for?"

"Ah—is this sir? This is Ji Fanglan. Do you remember me?"

Ji Fanglan? My mind immediately went to the woman I had been so ruthless with a week ago. It

was truly a pleasant memory. Thinking of this, my penis immediately became erect, so I quickly said,

"Ah, it's Miss Ji, hello, hello, what can I do for you?"

She was happy to hear my voice and said,

"Sir, do you have some time now? I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Hearing that she was asking me for help, I immediately perked up and said boldly,

"No problem, easy, easy. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Hearing that I answered so readily, she happily said,

"It's like this, I'm currently tied up on the back hill of Red Maple Forest Park, could you come and untie me?"

Upon hearing this, I was shocked and said,

"What! You've been kidnapped?! Who's the culprit? Should we call the police?!"

Upon hearing this, she quickly denied it,

"No! No! No, sir, you've misunderstood. Yesterday I served a client who likes to tie women up

in the woods and then abuse them. But after I finished, he left without untying me. Could you

come and untie me?"

Upon hearing this, I shouted:

"Don't turn off your phone, I'm coming right now."

With that, I quickly got dressed, grabbed my phone, and went out.

An hour later, I arrived at the back of the park as she had instructed. I reached

the spot she had indicated but didn't see her; all I saw was a dense canopy of trees.

So I picked up the phone and asked,

"Hello! Ms. Ji, where are you? I can't see you."

A series of bubbling sounds came from the other end, followed by her slurred speech:

"Sir, is there a crooked tree where you are?"

I looked around and, sure enough, found a very old, crooked tree on my right. I

quickly said,

"Yes, yes, I see it. Where are you?"

She was delighted and said,

"Sir, I'm in the ditch behind that tree. Please come quickly."

I rushed to the crooked tree and looked down. What I saw there

left me speechless with shock.

In the ditch beneath the tree, Ji Fanglan lay supine, tightly bound to a driftwood with a rope.

Her police uniform was relatively intact, but two large holes had been cut

in the area around her breasts and genitals. Her exposed breasts had lost their white color, becoming covered in a yellowish-white liquid, and her nipples were

bluish-purple, clearly indicating they had been violently violated. Her genitals were also a mess; her vagina and anus were

loose and oozing a murky, sticky fluid. I remembered she hadn't been like this when I disciplined her last time.

Seeing me, Ji Fanglan, bound to the driftwood, cried out happily,

"Sir, you really came! I'm here, come save me!"

Hearing her call, I noticed that her face and hair were also covered in congealed liquid,

streaked with white and yellow, clearly indicating that it wasn't just semen that had been sprayed onto her face.

Seeing this, I quickly jumped into the ditch, first pulling her and the driftwood to the shore, then turning the log around,

cutting the rope, and untying her. When the rope broke, I clearly saw

a .

After being untied, the disheveled Ji Fanglan immediately sat cross-legged, then reached down and

inserted her fingers into her now-loose vagina through the crotch of her pants, digging forcefully as if searching for something.

Just as I was wondering what was going on, suddenly Ji Fanglan frowned, pulled her fingers out, and with a bang...

She pulled a round wooden plug out of her vagina, then Ji Fanglan propped herself up and thrust towards the ditch. With a whoosh

, a gush of urine sprayed out of her vagina, forming a mist on her lower body.

After Ji Fanglan finished urinating, her body convulsed, and she collapsed to the ground. Looking at

the cork in her hand, she muttered to herself,

"Phew, this urethral plug is really something; it almost killed me."

Seeing that she seemed more composed, I knelt down beside her and, looking at her breasts

and vagina peeking out from under her police uniform, asked,

"What happened to you? Can you tell me?"

Ji Fanglan looked at her ravaged body and smiled slightly, saying,

"Never mind, sir, I'll tell you in detail when we get back. Do you have any clothes with you?"

I took off my coat and draped it over her shoulders, then looked at her still-wet lower body and

said,

"I'm sorry, I didn't bring any spare pants."

She thought for a moment and said...

"Sir, how about this? Anyway, my pants are mostly intact except for the crotch area.

Could you please carry me down the mountain? That way, your back will cover my genitals, and no one

will know I'm wearing open-crotch pants."

I nodded, picked her up, and started to walk down the mountain. Just then, she patted my shoulder and

said,

"Sir, wait a minute, my phone is still by the river. Could you help me pick it up?"

Hearing this, I carried her to the riverbank and indeed saw a phone lying there. I picked it up and

handed it to Ji Fanglan on my back, then asked,

"How did this phone end up in the river?"

She smiled slightly and said,

"That man, after he abused me, wasn't satisfied, so he stuffed it into my anus.

It fell out when I rolled down the ditch, but thanks to that, I was able to call you."

I smiled slightly, patted her bottom, and said,

"How did you think of calling me? Why didn't you call the police?"

Her face flushed, and she whispered in my ear,

"I had no choice. My hands were tied, so I had to dial the numbers with my toes

. I didn't expect you to answer the phone. What a coincidence!"

I was stunned and said,

"So, you calling me was purely a coincidence?"

She chuckled and said...

“Yes, to avoid disturbing our clients’ lives, our company policy dictates that we cannot

contact . Alright, sir, let’s talk down the mountain. Your pants are almost soaked.”

I turned around, and sure enough, the fluid flowing from Ji Fanglan’s vagina and anus had soaked a

large area of my pants. “

Seeing this, I quickly carried her down the mountain.

Once we reached the bottom, I put her in the back seat, then returned to the driver’s seat and started the car.

As I drove, I observed Ji Fanglan through the rearview mirror. I saw her prop one leg up on the driver’s seat,

then use her fingers to pull through her exposed police trousers, carefully scraping out the sticky fluid and grime inside her vulva.

Seeing this, I tore some toilet paper from the clutch and handed it to her, saying,

“Here, take this, use it to wipe.” Hearing this ,

Ji Fanglan turned to me with a slight smile, took the toilet paper, and said,

"Ah, thank you."

Then she put the toilet paper on her finger, inserted it into her vagina, and continued cleaning.

I noticed that her labia and anus were abnormally turned outwards, so I asked,

"Miss Ji, what happened to your vagina and anus? Why are the flesh protruding?"

She smiled slightly and continued cleaning with her legs spread apart, then casually said,

"Ah. It's nothing. Last night, a customer poked these two places with a log while I was working!"

Upon hearing this, I was shocked and almost drove the car off the road. After calming down, I asked,

"A log? Who was your customer last night? He's so perverted. Tell me, and I'll help you get revenge!"

Ji Fanglan smiled slightly, looked at her vagina, which was almost cleaned, and continued

cleaning her anus with her finger. Then she said to me,

"I can tell you, but there's no need for revenge. Anyway, this is one of my services. If you

hurt him, I'll lose a customer." "

I gave a wry smile and said,

'Inserting wood into your genitals? You guys really dare to do that. Okay, tell me,

what kind of person was your client last night?'

She nodded, then, while continuing to clean her genitals, said to me,

'Last night my client was a young man in his twenties, a former rapist.'

I was shocked and said,

'A rapist! Why didn't you call the police?!'

Ji Fanglan chuckled and said,

'Sir, don't be hasty. I mean, he was a former rapist, but he's been released from prison. However,

he's harbored resentment towards the police, especially female police officers, because he was arrested by one of

them . So, after his release, he vowed to sleep with another female police officer. His friends

were worried about him, so they came to me hoping I could help him vent his anger.'

I was immediately shocked and said,

'And you? You agreed?' " Hearing this,

Ji Fanglan smiled slightly, parted her thighs towards me, and then pinched the tender flesh of her vagina,

saying ,

"Sir, my vagina and anus have been done like this, what do you think? Of course I agreed, this

is . I just didn't expect it to be this bad. I'm afraid I'll need to rest for a while before I can

work again."

Hearing this, I looked at her two openings through the mirror. They were indeed severely ravaged; the vaginal flesh

was turned inside out , the labia were torn into long strips, dangling over the vagina, as if a hymen had regrown. Seeing this,

I couldn't bear it and said,

"How did he do this to you? How did it get so bad?"

Ji Fanglan smiled slightly, turned around, put her legs back on the chair, and massaged her vulva

while saying,

"It's nothing. Last night I went to see him in the back mountain wearing my police uniform as he asked, but I didn't expect him to..."

She immediately pushed me to the ground, then sat on my stomach and began slapping my face

repeatedly yelling, "You filthy bitch, you dare arrest me? I'll kill you today!"

I exclaimed in shock,

"What? He slapped your face too? That's too much!"

Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and said,

"It's nothing. We agreed on this beforehand. I told him he could treat me like

the policewoman . As long as he doesn't kill me, he can abuse me however he wants, as long as he doesn't resent that policewoman."

I turned back and smiled slightly, saying,

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be so kind."

Ji Fanglan smiled and said,

"I can't help it, providing outlets for people's pent-up frustrations is my job."

I nodded and said,

"Okay, continue." "

Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and continued,

"After a while, he got tired of hitting me, so he grabbed my hair and pulled me up. Then he said he wanted to fuck me.

When I heard this, I wanted to take off my pants, but he stopped me, saying he wanted me to wear my police uniform so he could fuck me

. I said, 'How can I do that while I'm wearing a police uniform?' He chuckled, pulled out a fruit knife from his waistband, pressed me against a tree, and used the knife

to make holes in my chest and genitals. Then he pulled my breasts out of my clothes and squeezed

them tightly. Then he unzipped his pants, took out his penis, and thrust it into my vagina. While thrusting, he

cursed, 'You filthy bitch, you dare to arrest me? I'll fuck you to death today!'

I spread my labia with my hands, letting him violate my genitals, and retorted, 'Fine! If

you have the guts, fuck me to pieces today, otherwise I'll arrest you again.'

These were lines we had planned beforehand, just to completely arouse his lust." Upon hearing my retort, he flew into a rage. He

grabbed my shoulders, flipped me over, and hoisted my thighs

onto his shoulders. He then thrust his penis into my vagina with even greater force, simultaneously

kneading my clitoris as if trying to pluck it off.

I turned my head and saw that her clitoris was indeed swollen and red.

Seeing me looking at her, Ji Fanglan smiled slightly, spread her thighs wider, and continued,

"I looked down at my clitoris at the point of our union; it was already bruised from his pinching. So I begged him to let go, saying

it might really fall off. He ignored me and instead kneaded it even harder until he ejaculated into my

vagina. Only then did he abruptly release me, causing me to fall to the ground. Before I could react,

he grabbed his penis and started urinating on my hair. Feeling the heat from his breath, I tried to lift my face

to catch it, but he stopped me, saying he wanted to urinate on my hair." "

I was taken aback and said,

'Peeing on hair? What kind of hobby is that?'

Ji Fanglan explained,

'He said my black hair looked a lot like that policewoman's, so he wanted to pee on it.'

Hearing this, I understood and said,

'It seems he really hates that policewoman, otherwise he wouldn't have done something like that.'

Ji Fanglan nodded, then sat up straight, cupped one of her breasts that was exposed from her police uniform, and

wiped the grime off it while saying,

'Yes, he almost went crazy afterwards. He pinned me to the ground, scooped out the semen from my vagina with his hands, smeared it on

his feet, and then spread his feet apart and stomped hard on my breasts, rubbing it back and forth until my breasts

were swollen before he stopped.'

Hearing this, I looked back at her breasts, and indeed, they appeared slightly different sizes due to the swelling.

So I handed her some tissues and asked,

'And then what happened?'" "

Ji Fanglan took the tissue, said thank you, and continued,

"Later, he said he wanted to see my vagina and anus. I said okay, but I didn't bring a speculum. So he

chuckled , and somehow got two round logs about the size of a child's arm, and immediately inserted them into my vagina. I

immediately fainted from the pain."

Hearing this, I thought for a moment and asked,

"So, compared to the last time I tortured your vagina with a hysteroscope, which was more painful?"

Ji Fanglan shook her head and said,

"It can't be compared to that time. The hysteroscope was smooth, but this time the surface of the logs was rough, and many places inside my

vagina were scratched."

Hearing this, I nodded, thinking that was indeed the case, and then asked,

"And then what happened?"

Ji Fanglan shook her head and said,

"Then I fainted and didn't know anything. When I woke up, I found myself tied

to the logs and thrown into a ditch, and there was a wooden plug stuffed into my urethra." I nodded upon hearing this .

Just as we were talking, the car reached an intersection. Ji Fanglan

patted my shoulder and said she'd dropped me off there. I opened the car door for her, and after she got out, she kissed me

and said,

"Excuse me, sir, thank you for your help today. May I borrow this dress for a moment?"

I nodded and said,

"No problem, you can wear it."

She smiled and said,

"Thank you, sir, I'll repay you."

I laughed and said,

"You're welcome, we're friends now."

Ji Fanglan thought for a moment, then looked up at me and said,

"How about this, sir, from today onwards, you shouldn't have any sexual activity or masturbate for a week.

I'll give you a surprise after a week, and you can even come with your friends, okay?"

I was taken aback and asked,

"What surprise?"

Ji Fanglan smiled without answering, then said,

"It's a secret, you'll find out then. That's all for now, goodbye! Wait for my call." "

After saying that, she turned and ran away lightly.

I saw a clear liquid trickling down her thigh as she ran. Sigh—

it seems she still didn't wipe it all off.

Chapter Five

I stood shivering in the desolate wilderness next to the South Suburb Station, wrapped in a coat. Although it was

spring, the biting north wind still felt chilling to the bone. The reason I was standing here suffering

was because of a phone call I received this morning."

Yesterday morning, I received a call from Ji Fanglan. I was really looking forward to hearing her voice,

especially since I thought she might be calling to repay my kindness in saving her last time, asking me to have another intimate encounter with her. Just imagining

her submissive expression when I abused her filled me with excitement. But when I answered the phone, I was disappointed.

It turned out she was asking me to come here to pick someone up—a colleague of hers, also a sex worker. Ji Fanglan and I

are old friends, so of course I agreed to her request.

I checked my watch; it was 10:15, fifteen minutes past the appointed time. I looked

around the road, but there wasn't a soul in sight. No people, no cars, just endless weeds

. Who would get off in this godforsaken place?

Just when I thought I might have come to the wrong place, a hand tractor rumbled up from the end of the road to my left

, with four or five burly farmers sitting in the back.

The tractor stopped about fifty meters from me. The group of farmers

jumped , pulled a heavy sack from the vehicle, and tossed it into

the stinking ditch beside the road with a snap. Then they jumped back on the tractor and rumbled away in front of me.

Once they were far away, I turned around and saw the sack in the ditch wriggling back and forth

. Clearly, it contained a living creature.

It dawned on me immediately: this was the outskirts of the city, poorly managed, and farmers often put

diseased livestock in sacks here to dispose of, saving on incineration fees. Judging by

its size must have contained a diseased pig.

Thinking about this, I felt nauseous and moved further away from the sack.

I waited for another ten minutes or so, but still didn't see anyone get off. So I called

Ji Fanglan . After a while, the sound of a whip cracking against flesh and Ji Fanglan's seductive moans

came through the phone:

"Ah... sir, ah, wait a minute before calling again, okay? I... I need to take this call first."

I immediately understood; Ji Fanglan was "working." Then a deep

male followed by Ji Fanglan's panting voice:

"Huff—Mr. Zhang, how is it? My sister... ah!—Sir! Didn't I ask you

to wait ? Why are you interrupting again? Wait a minute, I'll finish this call and then play with you, okay?"

Hearing this, I said,

"Miss Ji, since you're busy, I'll call you back later."

Ji Fanglan said repeatedly upon hearing this.

"Okay, okay! Mr. Zhang, wait, wait a minute I'll call you back. Ah, sir, what are you holding!

Ah! It hurts—!"

After Ji Fanglan's heart-wrenching scream, the phone call ended. It seems that Ji Fanglan's client

was using some cruel method to torture her again.

About ten minutes later, my phone rang again. I answered, and Ji Fanglan's sweet

voice came through:

"I'm sorry, sir, I was busy and hung up on you. I'm so sorry."

I smiled slightly and said,

"What? Did you finish your work, or did he let you call first before playing?"

Ji Fanglan replied,

"No, I only finished half of my work. Just now it was whipping the genitals, now it's dilation, but he didn't have

the right tools, so he went downstairs to buy a rolling pin. I took the opportunity to call you."

I smiled and said,

"Really? You've really worked hard."

She chuckled and said,

"It's nothing. By the way, did you pick up my colleague?"

I said anxiously,

"No, I've been waiting here at the suburban station for ages, and I haven't seen anyone get off."

Ji Fanglan also said anxiously,

"The suburban station? That should be right. Her client called and said he'd leave her there. Could you please

look for ?"

I thought for a moment and said...

“Alright then, I’ll wait and see. I won’t leave until I get there.”

Ji Fanglan was very excited upon hearing this and said,

“Mr. Zhang, thank you so much. I’m so grateful for your help; I don’t know how to repay you.”

I chuckled and said,

“No need for repayment. I just wanted to see how you work. Your voice sounded quite alluring earlier.”

Ji Fanglan was silent for a moment, then said,

“…Mr. Zhang, can your phone receive MMS messages?”

I was taken aback and said,

“Yes, why?”

Ji Fanglan chuckled and said,

“Okay, Mr. Zhang, I’ll grant your wish.”

After saying that, she fell silent.

Just as I was wondering what was going on, my phone suddenly beeped. It was an MMS message. I opened it,

and my penis immediately became erect.

In that photo, Ji Fanglan, completely naked, was sitting with her hands tied behind her back to a toilet. Her face and

hair were covered in yellowish-white liquid, which had even gotten into one of her eyes, obscuring it. Her black police uniform

was stripped down to tatters, hanging sparsely on her fair body, clearly not from tearing, but from whipping.

From Ji Fanglan's neck to her breasts and lower abdomen, there were many

thin whipped for a long time. Her snow-white and slender legs were spread wide apart

and tied to the sides of the toilet. Reddish-white liquid was flowing from her vagina and anus, clearly indicating that it was bleeding.

Two clips were still attached to her pink nipples, which looked very conspicuous.

Just then, Ji Fanglan's voice rang out again:

"Mr. Zhang, have you seen the photos?"

I took a deep breath and said,

"Ms. Ji, weren't your vagina and anus just getting better? How come they've become like this again? I think you should

take it easy; your health is important."

Ji Fanglan smiled slightly and said cheerfully,

"It's alright. Getting my vagina and anus healed is so I can use them again. Besides, I still want to win the

perfect attendance award this month. If I don't work hard… Ah, sir! You're back! Please wait a moment, play with my body first,

I'll finish this call and then play with you. Ah! Sir, this call is very important! Ah! Please don't gag me yet!"

"Ugh..."

The phone was hung up after she finished speaking.

I sighed, thinking to myself, Ji Fanglan's job is really tough.

I closed my phone and looked around, but still didn't see anyone get off the bus.

What was going on? So I started to think about where the problem lay. After a while, I remembered what Ji Fanglan had said

earlier . She said her colleague was thrown off the bus by the customer, not that she got off.

Thinking of this, I suddenly turned to look at the burlap sack in the ditch. The burlap sack was still

wriggling , but the movements were much smaller.

I thought, could it be that it didn't contain a diseased pig, but Ji Fanglan's colleague? Yes, that's possible.

Wasn't Ji Fanglan also tied up and thrown on the mountain?

Thinking of this, I quickly ran to the ditch, grabbed the burlap sack by the opening, pulled it into the grass,

then took out my knife, cut the rope, and opened the sack.

The moment the sack opened, a head of long, shiny black hair flew out and hit my face.

Then I looked down and saw a face I had never seen before in my life. The most beautiful scene.

Inside the sack, a stunningly beautiful naked woman was squatting. Although her body was

bent over, obscuring her breasts and genitals, her curled-up curves revealed her

devilish figure. Her snow-white back was now covered in yellowish grime and milky white

semen stains. Her face was also perfect, with exquisite features set in a European-style profile. Unfortunately , her

features were now covered with the marks of debauchery, and her phoenix eyes were coldly staring at me.

Although Ji Fanglan was already a first-rate beauty, she was not even in the same league as the sack beauty before me. This

sack beauty belonged to the kind of goddess who should only exist in heaven.

When this beauty saw me staring blankly at her, she angrily whimpered and wriggled towards me.

I then realized that her mouth was stuffed with a tattered piece of women's stocking, so I quickly reached out

and removed it.

As soon as her mouth was free, she immediately shouted at me with a frosty expression:

"Pah, kid! Turn around!"

Startled, I quickly turned my back to her. Then I heard her say,

"Kid, take off your coat and give it to me. Hand it to me with your back to me, don't look at me, or I'll gouge your

eyes out."

I quickly took off my coat and handed it to her. After a while, I heard

rustling sounds of clothes being put on, then a voice colder than ice and snow rang out:

"Alright, kid, you can turn around now."

I slowly turned around and saw that she had already wrapped herself in her coat and stood up, revealing only

a face covered in semen and a section of her leg covered in wounds.

Seeing her like this, I cautiously asked,

"Are you Ji Fanglan's colleague? I'm Ji Fanglan's friend. She asked me to help you."

She looked at me coldly and said, "

Hmph, this Ji Fanglan, I've long said I wanted to

experience what it's like , and she comes to ruin my plans. What a busybody!"

I was stunned for a moment, thinking, "Who seeks thrills like this?" So I quickly said,

"Miss, maybe Ji Fanglan was worried something might happen to you, so she sent me to help you... "

She glared at me, frowning, and said,

"What! I don't need her to worry about me. I taught her these skills; being abused and freezing

is nothing to me. Hmph, alright, I'm leaving. Go back and tell her to thank her for her concern!"

With that, she turned and walked away.

I immediately shouted,

"Miss, wait a minute! I don't even know your name!"

She turned around, looked at me, and sneered,

"Boy, what do you want? If you want to play with me, I advise you to forget it. You can't afford it." "

Upon hearing this, I immediately shook my head and said,

'No! No! No! I just want to know your name so I can tell Miss Ji when I get back.'

Hearing this, she gave me another cold look, thought for a moment, then stood up, spread her long legs, reached into

her coat, and fiddled with her crotch. She then took out a wet business card and handed it to me, saying,

'This is my business card, but I doubt you'll need it. You can't afford to hire me.'" "

I took the business card and saw it read:

Shan Yuhuan, 24 years old, Level 1 Sexual Servant of a Sex Slave Service Company, Manager of the Humiliation Department, Humiliation

Researcher , IT White-Collar Worker, Former Exclusive Sex Slave of 30 Heads of State, 50 Sexual Experiences,

20 Gang Rape Experiences, Pink Nipples and Vagina. Enjoys challenging all kinds of extreme sex.

Orgasm State: Large amount of squirting, the ejaculate is milky white.

SM Acceptance: Extremely High (excluding permanent damage).

As soon as I saw this business card, I knew that this was a woman even more formidable than Ji Fanglan, but her temper

was not Ji Fanglan's. Humiliation Researcher? It seems she is also a scholar, and she really does have a bit of the eccentric temperament of an intellectual.

Seeing that I was silent, she gave a cold smile, turned around, and walked away.

I saw this and quickly called out to her:

"Hey! Miss, it's quite far from the city. I'm driving, why don't I give you a ride back, otherwise you

won't be able to get a taxi here." Upon hearing this ,

Shan Yuhuan frowned slightly, looked around, and indeed it was quite desolate. She snorted, turned, walked

to my car, opened the door, and got in, ignoring me and staring straight ahead.

I smiled wryly. I had initially thought that sex workers at sex slave service companies were all

gentle women like Ji Fanglan, but now it seemed there were all sorts of people.

I shook my head, got into the driver's seat, and started driving.

On the way back, I observed her through the rearview mirror. I noticed she was very well covered up, except for

a pair of long, slender legs covered in red welts, and a

cold, jade-like face with yellow and white marks. It made me feel resentful, as if I couldn't even have ice cream. So I tentatively asked,

"Miss Shan, you just finished work, don't you need to clean yourself up?"

Upon hearing this, Shan Yuhuan gave me a cold look and said,

"No need. The filth in my vagina and anus is experimental material, to be taken back for research. Just

leave it there." I

was stunned and asked, "..."

"W-what? Experimental materials? What kind of experiment are you going to conduct?"

Shan Yuhuan frowned upon hearing this and said coldly,

"This is a company secret, kid. You'd better not ask any more questions."

I immediately shut up, but the silence between the two of us in the car was quite awkward. So I looked at

the scars on her slender leg and asked,

"Miss Shan, are these scars on your leg from work? Should I take you to the hospital to get them checked out?"

Shan Yuhuan frowned again, turned around and looked at her inner thigh, which was indeed covered in scars. She gritted

her teeth and said angrily,

"Damn it! I told them not to hit the same spot, but they wouldn't listen. They just had to pick on my

thigh . These wretched country bumpkins!"

I was taken aback and said,

"What? Were Miss Shan's guests from the countryside yesterday?"

Shan Yuhuan gave a cold "hmm," and then, while massaging her thigh, frowned and said:

"They were a bunch of lowly farmers. They said they'd never been with a white-collar woman from the city, so they pooled their money to hire me to

be abused by them all night."

Hearing this, I suddenly remembered the men on the hand-operated tractor earlier. After thinking for a moment, I said,

"Farmers these days are so rich! Miss Shan, how did you end up in a sack again?"

Upon hearing this, Shan Yuhuan immediately flew into a rage, her jade-like face turning frosty as she cursed,

"It's all because of those spendthrift farmers! They tied me up and abused me, then

stuffed , and then said I smelled bad. I said I smelled bad because of them, but they wouldn't listen.

They just threw me naked into the pigsty and left me to dry all night, saying they wanted to see if the boars could have sex with women!

Humph! They only put me in a sack and dumped me here this morning."

I was shocked and exclaimed,

"Then, Miss Shan, were you...!!!"

Shan Yuhuan stared at me with her phoenix eyes and said...

"Of course not! Boars are different from men; they have estrus cycles, unlike you men who

just grab any woman you see and go for it. Humph!"

I thought bitterly to myself. If that's the case, we men are even worse than pigs.

After saying that, Shan Yuhuan looked up through the rearview mirror and saw my embarrassed expression. She realized she'd

gone a bit too far, so she pursed her lips and said,

"Well, I wasn't talking about you. Besides, hiring sex workers for bestiality performances costs extra."

They hadn't paid that.

I drove back to the intersection, and Shan Yuhuan got out of the car, walked to the front, leaned against my window,

and said with a smirk,

"Kid, anyway, thank you. I'll wear this outfit for now, and Ji Fanglan will

give it to you later."

I nodded and smiled,

"Miss Shan, you're too kind. It's my honor to serve such a beautiful lady like you. Please take it."

"Don't be so polite,"

Shan Yuhuan laughed upon hearing this, saying,

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so good with words, alright! When I have time in the future, I'll definitely let you have

your fill . Come on, let me give you a kiss first." She

then leaned forward, pouting her lips as if to kiss me. I quickly tilted my head back and dodged.

It wasn't that I was pretending to be innocent; it was just that there was a piece of yellow grime stuck to her lips

, probably some farmer's excrement. Eating excrement is not my interest.

Seeing that I dodged, she knew why, so she shrugged and said,

"Okay, consider this a kiss I owe you. I'll make it up to you later. Bye, kid!"

With that, she turned and left.

I looked at my simple clothes and thought, I should buy a few more coats, otherwise, I don't know how

many more times I'll encounter this situation… Chapter Six

, October 16th: One morning, I was just falling asleep when my phone rang. I answered it, and surprisingly, it was a magnetic female voice: "Hello! Kid, are you up yet?" " Upon hearing that, I recognized the woman's impolite voice and asked curiously, 'I'm Zhang Shiyi, and who are you?' The woman replied rudely, 'Yes, that's you. I'm Shan Yuhuan, the one you rescued from the sack last time, remember?' My mind immediately conjured up the image of that cold, beautiful woman with whip marks on her thighs, so I quickly said, 'Oh, it's Miss Shan. What can I do for you?' She coldly replied, 'Kid, I have some extra money to offer. Want to take it?' I was taken aback and said, 'Extra money? What extra money?' She said impatiently, 'Extra money is extra money! What extra money! Do you want it or not? If not, I'll find someone else!' I didn't want to miss this opportunity to meet a beautiful woman, so I quickly said, 'Yes! Yes! Yes! Tell me, what do you want me to do?' " Upon hearing this, Shan Yuhuan calmly said, " Alright, get dressed right now and come find me at that intersection. You don't need to drive; I have a car. I'll tell you what's going on when we get there." With that, she hung up. I was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, then quickly got dressed and rushed out the door. Half an hour later, I appeared at the intersection, shivering in my trench coat. The biting north wind was howling, and the wide street was nearly deserted, as if everyone had frozen away. If it weren't for my appointment with my beloved, I wouldn't be here freezing. "Beep—" A car horn sounded behind me. I turned around and saw a high-end blue BMW parked behind me, driven by the stunningly beautiful Shan Yuhuan. I quickly ran to her BMW, and she opened the door and let me in. Sitting next to her, I looked at her and instantly felt my blood boil. Today, Shan Yuhuan was wearing a black silk bra with a low neckline, revealing a glimpse of her breasts. She wore a matching black silk mini-skirt, showcasing her long, slender, white legs, which were dazzling. On her feet were black high heels with ribbons, making her look incredibly alluring. Seeing me get in, Shan Yuhuan stepped on the gas, and the car started moving. After starting, she smiled sweetly and asked, "Young man, are you cold?" I looked at her sexy, thin clothes and shivered as I replied:

"Yes, I'm freezing! Miss Shan, aren't you cold wearing so little?"

Shan Yuhuan smiled slightly and said,

"Of course I'm cold, but I'm not afraid. As a top-tier service worker, I've undergone rigorous cold-resistance training, so this little bit of cold is nothing to me."

I was taken aback and asked,

"Cold-resistance training?"

She glanced at me with a smile, then casually said,

"It's like putting you naked in a pool of water up to your neck, then gradually lowering the water temperature with air conditioning until it freezes into ice."

Hearing this, I felt even colder and pulled my coat tighter around myself, then said,

"Isn't that uncomfortable? I can't even stand the cold weather."

Shan Yuhuan glanced at me dismissively and said...

"Hmph, that's why I say you men are no good. Once, our sex instructor stripped me naked and threw me into a cold pool for over an hour. My vagina and anus were frozen solid, but I didn't utter a sound."

I thought to myself: How can I compare to women in these special professions? So I thought for a moment and said,

"Even if you're not afraid of the cold, you don't need to wear miniskirts. Exposing your thighs in this cold weather will make you catch a cold."

Upon hearing this, Shan Yuhuan looked at her thighs and said,

"Oh, I'm dressed like this for work. It'll make it easier for clients to tear it off when I'm working later."

As soon as I heard "work," I immediately remembered the purpose of my trip, so I asked,

"By the way, Ms. Shan, you said you wanted me to earn some extra money, so what kind of extra money is it?"

Shan Yuhuan smiled slightly and said:

“Here’s what happened. This morning I received a call from some workers who wanted to hire me as their sex slave. I agreed, and the price was agreed upon. But they also made a request: they wanted my husband to come with me so they could abuse me in front of him.”

I was surprised and asked,

“Your husband? You have a husband?”

Shan Yuhuan smiled and said,

“Of course not, that’s why I’m making you my temporary husband. As long as you stay with them and watch me get abused, I’ll give you a third of the money after I’m done with my services. How about that?”

I was taken aback, then frowned and said,

“Whether I split the money or not is fine, but isn’t this a bit much? I’m not your real husband.”

Shan Yuhuan gave me a strange look and said…

"Are you stupid? Whether you're really okay or not doesn't matter. They just want to enjoy the helpless expression on a husband's face when his wife is being abused. So, when they humiliate me, as long as you act like you're in pain, they won't know. Their main goal is still to play with my body. Do you understand?"

I frowned and thought for a moment, then said,

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

When Shan Yuhuan heard that I agreed, she smiled slightly and said,

"That's right, kid. If you cooperate with me, I won't treat you badly."

After a while, Shan Yuhuan drove the car to the side of an abandoned factory in the suburbs, stopped the car, and then got out and turned to me sitting in the car, saying,

"Kid, we're here. I'll go in and talk to them about the details of the service later. You wait here for a while."

I nodded, and Shan Yuhuan tossed her long hair, turned her graceful body, and went into the factory.

I looked at the abandoned factory, overgrown with weeds and littered with jagged rocks, clearly abandoned for more than a year. Only a woman like Shan Yuhuan would dare work in such a

godforsaken After a while, Shan Yuhuan returned briskly, chest out and stomach in. I saw her walk to the back of the car, take several medicine bottles from the trunk, and then get in through the back door.

I turned around and asked,

"How did it go, Miss Shan? Did you settle things?"

Shan Yuhuan didn't answer me. Instead, she unscrewed one of the medicine bottles, poured out a pill, and swallowed it with a slight frown.

I was startled and immediately asked anxiously,

"Miss Shan, what's wrong? Are you sick?"

After swallowing the medicine, Shan Yuhuan shook her head at me and said,

"No, I took a birth control pill. I'm not safe today."

I was taken aback and said "Oh" as an answer.

Shan Yuhuan glanced at the other medicine bottles in her hand and said casually,

"Kid, I've already talked to them. We'll start when we go in. Just follow my instructions."

I nodded and said,

"Okay, I'll cooperate."

"That's good."

After saying that, Shan Yuhuan picked up a medicine bottle next to her, poured some liquid into her hands, and rubbed her hands together while saying,

"Kid, now take off your pants and underwear, and stick your butt out towards me. I'll wash your penis and anus."

I was shocked and exclaimed,

"What?! Why? Aren't they only going to play with you, Miss Shan? Are they going to do something to me...!!!"

Shan Yuhuan exclaimed. She chuckled, rubbing the sticky liquid on her hands, and said,

"Hehe, look how scared you are. Don't worry, although they are a bunch of rough workers, they are not gay and won't be interested in you. They might just invite you to play with me with them later, so I wanted to wash you. Okay, hurry up! Take off your pants."

Hearing this, I reluctantly turned to the side and slowly pulled down my pants and underwear, then slowly bent over towards Shan Yuhuan.

Seeing the male buttocks in front of me, Shan Yuhuan skillfully reached her jade-like hand between my legs, her jade-like fingers gently stroking my penis, while her other hand went into my anus, cleaning me.

I felt her hands were warm and slippery, but unfortunately it was too cold, and my penis wouldn't get erect. Otherwise, it would have been very pleasurable.

After a while, Shan Yuhuan withdrew her hand, patted my bottom, and said,

"Alright, get up and put on your pants, then come inside with me."

Hearing this, I hurriedly and awkwardly put on my pants. At this moment, Shan Yuhuan had already gotten out of the car and walked towards the factory. Seeing this, I quickly followed.

Shan Yuhuan led me to a warehouse. The warehouse was large and old, filled with rusty machine tools and thick iron chains; it was clearly a steel rolling mill. However, there was no one inside, only a pile of cardboard boxes in a corner. So I asked Shan Yuhuan curiously,

"Miss Shan, where are your clients?"

Shan Yuhuan smiled slightly and said,

"Since it's rape, of course they have to appear suddenly. Don't worry about it. See that chair over there? Just sit there and watch. When they gang rape me, I'll call for help, but don't worry about me. You have to keep watching me, even if they abuse me terribly. Don't look away, because that's what they want. Remember? Follow my instructions."

I nodded and walked to the rusty chair, sat down, and prepared to watch Shan Yuhuan's performance.

Seeing that I was seated, Shan Yuhuan turned and moved gracefully to the middle of the factory. She knelt down with her knees together, picked up a rusty handcuff from the ground, and fastened it to one of her wrists. Then, she shouted at the pile of cardboard boxes opposite me,

"Gentlemen—I'm ready, come on over—"

As soon as Shan Yuhuan finished speaking, there was a sudden sound as the cardboard boxes in the corner were thrown away. More than a dozen burly, naked, and filthy men rushed out from them, pouncing on Shan Yuhuan, who was kneeling in the middle of the factory, like tigers.

When Shan Yuhuan saw these men rushing towards her, she smiled seductively, licked her lips wantonly, turned over, lay down, and then grabbed her long, white thighs with her arms, slowly spreading them apart, preparing to be violated by them.

Almost simultaneously, the workers pounced on Shan Yuhuan's delicate body. The moment they touched her, they began tearing at her clothes. In no time, her black bra and black skirt were ripped to shreds, leaving her a naked beauty.

Seeing her body instantly torn apart, revealing her full, rounded breasts and beautiful vagina, Shan Yuhuan smiled slightly and said,

"Ugh, why the rush? Take your time, everyone… ugh."

Before she could finish, one of the workers grabbed her cheeks, pried open her lips, and shoved his erect penis into her throat. He then pressed her head to the ground, using his penis to forcefully thrust into her mouth like a vagina, each time reaching deep into her throat.

Shan Yuhuan's eyes rolled back, and thick yellow gastric juice gushed from her mouth, splashing onto her face. Her snow-white body began to tremble, and her snow-white legs kicked downwards incessantly.

At this moment, another worker, seeing such beautiful long legs, couldn't resist either. He grabbed one of Shan Yuhuan's jade-like feet and pressed her white little toe against his penis, rubbing it incessantly. Finally, he even pried open Shan Yuhuan's toes and rubbed his penis back and forth between them.

Other workers, seeing this, hurriedly followed suit. One worker sat down on Shan Yuhuan's lower abdomen, placed his penis between her breasts, and then squeezed his penis between her breasts, thrusting wildly. Soon, Shan Yuhuan's hands, feet, breasts, and vagina were all stuffed with penises. Even more extreme, some workers lifted Shan Yuhuan's body, climbed onto her back, and inserted their penises into her anus, thrusting wildly.

In this way, every possible hole in Shan Yuhuan's body was filled with penises. Meanwhile, three other men, unable to touch Shan Yuhuan's body, could only press their penises against her cheeks and masturbate against her face.

After a while, the man who had been thrusting into Shan Yuhuan's mouth suddenly convulsed, then forcefully thrust into her mouth, ejaculating into her mouth before collapsing to the ground.

Shan Yuhuan coughed, her face flushed, swallowed the semen, and cried out in a frown,

"Hey! You...you guys, one at a time, okay? This is so uncomfortable! Gang rape means one at a time...ahhh!"

Before she could finish speaking, another worker had already inserted his penis into her mouth and begun thrusting.

And so, Shan Yuhuan was gang-raped by ten men. Soon, the workers all ejaculated. The worker who had been masturbating with Shan Yuhuan's left hand ejaculated into her palm, while the worker who had been masturbating her breasts ejaculated onto her chest and chin, leaving a large pool. Streams of milky white semen were also injected into her vagina and anus.

After the workers got off Shan Yuhuan, her body was soaked in semen, as if she had been washed. Semen was still flowing from her vagina and anus. The workers, exhausted, sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Shan Yuhuan propped herself up, her body dripping wet, turned to look at them, then stood up naked and walked towards me.

I stood up, looking at the semen still flowing from her naked body, smiled slightly, and said,

"Hehe, Miss Shan, I didn't hear you cry for help, so what kind of husband am I?"

Shan Yuhuan touched the semen on her nipple with her finger, put it in her mouth, and then smiled sweetly, saying,

"I think they probably forgot about you the moment they inserted their penises into me. Kid, you got a great deal."

Chapter Seven:

When I drove Ji Fanglan's car out of the factory with her, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, more than an hour later than

our originally planned end time. This was all because of her worker clients.

The workers had initially agreed with Shan Yuhuan that each would only have sex with her once, and only after they ejaculated.

However, after their frenzied gang rape of Shan Yuhuan, they found her naked body, covered in semen, very alluring,

and demanded to play with her body again, this time in a more intense manner.

Shan Yuhuan thought about it and agreed, but asked for more money. The workers readily agreed and

began to scrape together the funds.

They originally intended to use Shan Yuhuan as their slave, to thoroughly ravage and play with her one more time, but unfortunately,

they couldn't gather enough money. In the end, after searching high and low, they only managed to collect three thousand yuan, which they handed to Shan Yuhuan.

Seeing that this was all the money they had, Shan Yuhuan told them that it was only enough to indulge in the abuse of a certain part of her body

, and they could choose any part, but only one.

The workers then gathered together and discussed, some suggesting Shan Yuhuan's breasts, reasoning that

her breasts were full and round, with bright red nipples, making them the most pleasurable for breast sex. But another person objected, saying the breasts

were too small, only enough for one person to penetrate. They suggested choosing Shan Yuhuan's thighs instead, because her thighs were long and

smooth, and even just rubbing her skin with a penis would be pleasurable. But yet another person objected, saying

they should choose her vagina, for various reasons…

While these people were discussing this, Shan Yuhuan stood naked beside them, covered in semen,

smiling alluringly. It was as if their conversation had nothing to do with her. Moreover, I noticed that besides the semen flowing from her vagina, a clear, glistening vaginal fluid was also secreting from between her

legs .

Shan Yuhuan had actually orgasmed while listening to others discuss her body!

Finally, the workers reached a consensus and told Shan Yuhuan they wanted to sexually abuse her breasts.

Upon hearing this, Shan Yuhuan smiled and said "okay." She then pulled out a cardboard box from the side, crawled

inside, and cut two large circular holes in it. She then held her two large, white

breasts out of the holes, making sure they were completely wedged in them, their full, firm shape exposed to the workers.

Finally, she smiled slightly and said they could begin. The workers, seeing this, were immediately overcome with lust and pounced

on her.

For the next hour, I witnessed the world's most cruel breast-torture game.

These workers not only vigorously kneaded Shan Yuhuan's exposed breasts, but some even used clamps

to pinch her two pink nipples and pull them outwards forcefully. Each of them seemed

to have a grudge against Shan Yuhuan's breasts, desperately squeezing and ravaging them. Shan Yuhuan's piercing screams of pain echoed throughout the following hour.

The sounds echoed in the dilapidated factory.

The workers, while fondling Shan Yuhuan's breasts, masturbated, finally ejaculating

onto her breasts. The thick semen smeared her nipples

, obscuring their pink color. But that wasn't all; they squeezed her breasts

together and urinated between her alluring cleavage.

The foul-smelling, yellowish urine swirled and flowed between her fair, pink breasts, drying to form a yellow-white map on her

nipples . From my perspective, it looked like the workers

had tattooed yellow and white chrysanthemums on her breasts, a stark contrast.

Having had their fill, the workers happily released Shan Yuhuan from the cardboard box, smiling and thanking her for making

them so happy. Shan Yuhuan hugged her ravaged breasts,

then smiled and said it was her job, and they didn't need to thank her.

After Shan Yuhuan finished her work, they gave her a greasy work uniform

to cover herself before she left. She didn't wear it, but instead thanked them, took the uniform, covered her chest, and

left the factory naked, pulling me along.

On the way home, because Shan Yuhuan was exhausted, she let me drive while she covered herself with the

uniform and lay down in the back seat to rest, covered in grime.

Driving, I looked in the rearview mirror and saw Shan Yuhuan lifting the uniform covering her breasts,

scraping away the urine and semen stains with her fingers. Observing her so closely, I realized

that her once-proud breasts were severely injured.

Their former fullness and whiteness were gone, replaced by yellow cleavage and bloody

scratches. Her pink nipples were slightly distorted from being kneaded, and every time Shan Yuhuan scraped away a patch of urine, her

delicate eyebrows, still wet with semen, would furrow in pain.

"Damn it! These perverted workers, do they really think my breasts are made of iron? They're so rough…

Ah! It hurts so much!"

Shan Yuhuan cursed the workers as she scraped a patch of urine off her breast, naturally

letting out a painful cry.

Seeing her pain, I asked, puzzled,

"Miss Shan, since you're in so much pain, why do you still endure their abuse?"

She glanced at me coldly and said,

"Kid! Let me tell you, the sex workers at our sex slave service company never refuse

any sexual request from our clients, even if it's perverted and causes us pain. We still

happily and wholeheartedly use our bodies to cater to their abuse, and top-tier sex workers like me

are even more so. That's called professionalism! Do you understand?!"

Hearing Shan Yuhuan say this, I chuckled to myself, thinking that it seemed everyone at this sex slave service company

was a workaholic. Even Ji Fanglan had said something similar, saying that once you hire them, their

bodies belong to the clients and can be played with as you please.

Just as I turned to speak to Shan Yuhuan, the car phone beside me suddenly rang.

Upon hearing it, Shan Yuhuan pulled her work uniform over herself, stretched out her arm, and picked

up :

"Hello! This is Shan Yuhuan. Oh! It's Ye Yun! What's up?... Um... Um... Okay!

I understand, see you later! Hey! We're sisters, why are you being so polite? Okay, it's

settled then, bye!"

She hung up, then turned and pointed to the intersection ahead,

saying to me as I drove:

"Hey kid, turn left at the next intersection, there's a hardware store there, stop there, I need to go

in and work overtime."

Curious, I turned and asked:

"Miss Shan, haven't you already finished your work? Why are you working overtime?"

Shan Yuhuan frowned, then said impatiently to me:

"That's why I said it was overtime. One of my friends was working at that hardware store, serving customers. She was

having some fun her client suddenly said he wanted to see a lesbian performance, something he hadn't mentioned beforehand. So she called me,

begging me to come over and help her. To serve that man together."

I nodded, thinking to myself how clever men are these days.

As we talked, the car pulled up in front of the hardware store. The store had two floors; the first floor was

the shop , and the second floor was the living quarters. At that moment,

the faint sound of a whip cracking against flesh, mixed with a woman's moans, drifted from the second floor.

Dan Yuhuan peered through the car window, listened intently to the sound, then nodded and muttered to herself

,

"That's it."

She then put on her work uniform, got out of the car, and walked to the window, saying to me,

"Kid, you wait here. Don't come up, even if you hear our screams.

The customers hate it when someone interrupts us while we're having sex."

I nodded. After so many encounters with these sex workers, I pretty much knew

their code of conduct.

After saying this, Dan Yuhuan straightened her uniform, took a deep breath, and strode

upstairs.

And so, Dan Yuhuan went upstairs to work overtime, while I sat in the car, peering intently.

After while, I noticed the woman's voice had stopped. My heart skipped a beat. I thought, "

Wouldn't Dan Yuhuan and her friend have been tortured to death?" I considered going up to check on them, but then thought better of it, afraid

of disturbing their work.

Just as I was hesitating, the phone in the car rang again. I answered, and it was Shan Yuhuan

calling from upstairs. I heard her panting,

"Boy, you...you come up here, ah—, hurry! I can't take it anymore, quick, come quick!"

Hearing this, I thought something had happened to her, so I quickly opened the car door and

ran into the hardware store.

When I got to the second floor, I saw that one of the room doors was open, and I could hear a

man .

I quickly went over, leaned against the door, and looked inside. What I saw shocked me:

A fat, middle-aged man with a round belly was straddling a naked girl with a

ponytail .

The girl was wearing what appeared to be a cheerleader's outfit from some country, but it was

now torn to shreds. The skirt was turned inside out, revealing her pink vagina, and her firm breasts

were pulled out of the ripped fabric, completely exposed.

The fat man gleefully rode on her back, pulling on her ponytail and whipping her buttocks with

a whip , treating her like a horse. The girl

couldn't make a sound because the man's sock was stuffed in her mouth.

Behind him, Shan Yuhuan, also completely naked, held his buttocks and gently licked

his anus with her tongue, as if she were ingesting some nectar.

When Shan Yuhuan saw me, she lifted her face from between the man's legs, patted the fat back

of the , and said with a smile,

"Hey! Little brother, my man is here. Didn't you want to see how I kiss him?

Then turn around quickly."

Upon hearing this, the fat man immediately lifted his buttocks, away from the girl's back, stood up,

and cheered,

"Okay, okay, I want to see a kiss! I want to see a kiss! Sister, give me a kiss!"

When I heard him say this, I immediately thought he was crazy. How could such a big, burly man say

such childish things?

Just as I hesitated, Shan Yuhuan stood up naked, then pulled the girl he had just

ridden like a horse to my side. With a slight smile, she said,

"Kid, let me introduce you. This is my colleague, our company's top star, our sex babe—

Ye Yun. Ye Yun, this is the kid I told you about who helped me."

The Ye Yun in front of me was very pretty, her large, dark eyes fixed on me.

Although her skin wasn't as fair as Shan Yuhuan's or Ji Fanglan's—it was a wheatish color—it was very healthy

and toned without an ounce of excess fat. Especially now, in this tattered cheerleading outfit, she looked even more

alluring and captivating.

Upon hearing Shan Yuhuan's introduction, Ye Yun quickly removed the sock from her mouth, extended her hand to me, and smiled,

"So you're Mr. Zhang! I've heard Fanglan and Yuhuan introduce you before. You've helped them a lot,

thank you."

Only then did I realize that although Ye Yun's body was covered in whip marks,

there was no ; she was covered in sweat.

So, out of curiosity, I asked,

"Miss Ye, who is this man—"

Ye Yun smiled slightly and said,

"He's an idiot. His father hired us to keep him company. Alas, it's a pity he's impotent, otherwise

you wouldn't have to trouble Mr. Zhang."

I was about to ask what was going on when, suddenly, the fat idiot sat on the ground and started

yelling,

"I want to see kisses! I want to see kisses! Hurry

up and act!" Shan Yuhuan smiled and said,

"Okay! Okay, I'll perform for you right now."

After saying that, she lay naked on the ground, spread her snow-white legs apart, and gently

opened her vulva, saying to me,

"Boy, come on, get on top of me and fuck me, so he can enjoy it."

I swallowed hard and said,

"This, this isn't quite right."

Shan Yuhuan smiled slightly and said,

"What's wrong with it? This is work. Stop nagging and hurry up."

I was about to go up, but with Ye Yun watching, I hesitated.

Upon seeing this, Shan Yuhuan immediately understood what was going on. Lying down, she said to Ye Yun,

"Little Ye, come lie on top of me too, let this guy do whatever he wants, he'll feel embarrassed if you do this."

Ye Yun smiled slightly, walked over, and lay on top of Shan Yuhuan. Then, she bent over towards me,

lifted her skirt, and exposed her vulva, saying,

"Sir, come on."

Without hesitation, I immediately pulled down my pants, my penis erect as hard as iron. I spat

on it and pounced on the two women. Once on top of them, I immediately

felt my penis enter a warm, fleshy hole, though I couldn't tell if it belonged to Shan Yuhuan or

Ye Yun. Both women cried out simultaneously as soon as I entered; it seemed they were indeed acting.

I played along with these two women, acting for that fat man. Although I ejaculated in the end, I

was very unhappy because I felt like I had become a sex worker myself. To my surprise, after this

job , Shan Yuhuan actually invited me to work for their company.

What should I do? [ Sex Slave Service Company ] Chapter

Eight: "Miss, is this the 45th floor?" I asked the pretty elevator operator, holding the address in my hand, looking at her incredulously. This was the fourth time I had asked, and I was getting annoyed, but the pretty lady still smiled kindly at me and calmly said: "Yes, sir, this Rainbow Building does only have 45 floors, not 46. You may have made a mistake. Please check before you come back, okay?" I scratched my head and said: "Ah, okay, I'll go ask again." After saying that, I walked out of the Rainbow Building again, standing blankly at the entrance, staring at the note Shan Yuhuan had written for me. This note was given to me by Shan Yuhuan and Ye Yun after I finished with them at that idiot's house last time. They said their company was hiring sales planners and I should bring this note to their company for an interview today. Of course, I was happy to hear this, so I took two days off from work and came to this Rainbow Building with the note. But to my surprise, Shan Yuhuan's note said their company was on the 46th floor of the Rainbow Building, but when I got here, I realized the Rainbow Building only has 45 floors; there's no 46th floor at all. Was Shan Yuhuan lying to me? So I took out my phone and dialed Shan Yuhuan's number. After a while, Shan Yuhuan's seductive moans, accompanied by the mechanical sounds of thrusting, rang out:

“Hello, this is… Ah, pfft, ah… Shan, Shan Yuhuan… Ah, pfft… You… pfft, ah… Who are you looking for? Ah!—Xiao Chen! Quick, quick—stop this—thing, I, I, am about to climax!”

Upon hearing this, I quickly said:

“Miss Shan, this is Zhang Shiyi, I’m here to report to your company. What, are you working?”

After I finished speaking, I heard the mechanical sound inside stop, and then Shan Yuhuan’s charming voice rang out again:

“Boy, wait a minute… Xiao Chen! This vagina-penetrating machine is a bit too powerful, it almost tore my vagina apart just now. Our sex workers definitely can’t handle this. Pull it out and adjust it, I’ll try again later… Ah!—Pull it out gently! It’s stuck to my cervix! Ah—Are you trying to kill me! Ah—!”

Accompanied by Shan Yuhuan’s wail, I then heard a pfft sound, as if some kind of liquid was spurting out. Immediately afterward, a young man's complaining voice rang out:

"Sister Shan, look, your juices have sprayed all over me again. Next time, could you at least tell me before you cum? I have a blind date this afternoon, and this outfit is rented. Now it's all dirty. What are you going to do?"

Hearing this, Shan Yuhuan, panting, said angrily:

"You brat, you're blaming me? It's all because of your broken vaginal thing! The power is unstable, sometimes light, sometimes heavy. I've already cummed many times, but my vagina is blocked by this lousy thing, so the juices can't come out, making my stomach bloated. Later, I told you to pull out slowly, but you wouldn't! You insisted on pulling it out all at once. How could my juices not spray all over the room? You deserve to get your clothes dirty! Go to the dry cleaners yourself. I need to take this call, don't bother me."

Then, I heard the man mutter a few more words and then fall silent. Then, Shan Yuhuan's sweet voice rang out again:

"Hey kid! What do you want?"

Upon hearing this, I quickly replied,

"Ah, Miss Shan, I'm sorry, did I disturb your work?"

Shan Yuhuan chuckled and then said cheerfully,

"Ah, it's alright. I was just personally testing a new sex machine developed by our company. It's over now. So, what do you need?"

Hearing this, I remembered that Shan Yuhuan was a senior sex researcher at this sex slave service company, a formidable woman with two doctoral degrees.

Just as I was thinking this, Shan Yuhuan noticed I wasn't speaking and impatiently said,

"Hey, kid! Do you have something to say or not? If not, I'm hanging up. I have several sex machines waiting for me to test!"

Hearing this, I quickly replied,

"Yes! Yes! Miss Shan, didn't you tell me to report to your company today? I'm already downstairs in the Rainbow Building. You said your company is on the 46th floor, but there isn't a 46th floor in the Rainbow Building!"

Hearing this, Shan Yuhuan suddenly remembered that she wanted me to come to work, and with a sly laugh, she said:

"Hehe, kid, you really want to work for our company? The other day at that silly customer's place, Ye Yun and I were just so excited by you that we were completely out of our minds, and we just blurted it out. I didn't expect you to take it seriously. Looks like you're a complete lecher."

Hearing this, my face immediately turned red. Indeed, I didn't want to work for their company for the money, but for the pleasure of living a life of ecstasy every day. Who would have thought that Shan Yuhuan was just joking and didn't really want me to work for their company.

My heart sank from the peak of my career to the bottom of the valley. I said, utterly dejected,

"Oh, is that so? Since Miss Shan was joking, I won't disturb your work any longer. I'll be going now. Goodbye, I'm hanging up."

Hearing that I was about to hang up, Shan Yuhuan quickly called out,

"Wait! Kid, don't hang up yet! Hehe, I wasn't joking. You can come work for our company, I'm serious. Come up now!"

Hearing this, my spirits lifted again, and I happily said,

"Really? Miss Shan, thank you so much!"

But then I turned around and looked at the Rainbow Building in front of me, and said to Shan Yuhuan with a troubled expression,

"But Miss Shan, there's still the same problem. This Rainbow Building only has 45 floors, not 46. What's going on? Could it be that your company isn't even here, and you were just joking with me?"

Shan Yuhuan smiled and said:

“Hehe, I’m not lying to you. Our company is indeed on the 46th floor of the Rainbow Building. It’s just that our company has a special nature, so for the sake of secrecy, our floor number isn’t displayed on the elevator, but it actually is.”

I was taken aback when I heard this, and then asked curiously,

“Since it’s not displayed, then… how do I get up? By the emergency elevator?”

Shan Yuhuan smiled slightly and said,

“Hehe, the emergency elevator won’t get you there either. Okay! I’m not kidding anymore. I’ll tell you how to get up. Go to the elevator door first and see if there’s an elevator attendant in a blue uniform standing there.”

I immediately remembered the pretty lady who had spoken to me earlier, so I nodded and said to Shan Yuhuan,

“Yes, there is an elevator attendant standing there. She’s the one who told me the building only has 45 floors.”

Shan Yuhuan also nodded and said,

“That’s right. Go to the elevator right now and see her. Have her take you directly to the 45th floor, and tell her not to pick up any other passengers while the elevator is going up, understand?”

I nodded and said…

"And then what? How do you get to the 45th floor?"

Shan Yuhuan smiled slightly upon hearing this, and then said,

"Hehe, not to the 45th floor, kid. Remember, once she leads you into the elevator, and the doors close and it goes up, you immediately cover her mouth when she's not paying attention, then pin her to the ground and rape her!"

Upon hearing this, I immediately exclaimed in shock,

"What?!—Rape her?!—You, you're not kidding, are you? This is illegal."

I really didn't expect Shan Yuhuan to say something like that. Raping an elevator hostess in broad daylight, that's too bizarre.

However, Shan Yuhuan smiled slightly upon hearing this and said,

"Kid, don't be afraid. This elevator girl is also a sex worker in our sex slave service company. Her job is to stand at the elevator entrance at this time every day and wait for our male employees to rape her during their commute. This is also a kind of test stipulated by our company."

I was stunned upon hearing this and then said,

"What? A test? What kind of test is this?"

Upon hearing this, Shan Yuhuan smiled slightly and said,

"Hehe, this is a test of three types of people. The first is the company's senior male employees, to see if their energy is vigorous enough.

The second is to test the elevator girl's professional qualities, to see if she can fully accept and cooperate with one or more strange men for forced mating and humiliation at any time.

The third is to test new employees like you, to see if you have the courage to rape a beautiful woman you've never seen before, because in our company, a man's animalistic nature is very important in sales."

"Remember, raping her is the first interview question our company will give you. If you can't do it, our company won't hire you."

I was stunned. I never thought there would be such a bizarre interview question in the world.

I hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to do it. However, the consequences of rape are very serious, so before I acted, I had to verify it. So I asked Shan Yuhuan again:

"Ms. Shan, how do I know if the woman I'm seeing now is from your company? If I'm wrong, I'm doomed."

Shan Yuhuan chuckled and said:

"It's very simple. After you push her to the ground, tear her skirt, then spread her thighs and see if there are five big words written in red pen on the inner thigh: Sex Inspector."

If so, then go ahead and abuse her without worry. If not, you'll at most get a charge of indecent assault, nothing serious. Okay, that's all I have to say. After you rape her, she'll naturally take you to the 36th floor. Whether you have the guts to come up is up to you.

Remember, when you rape her, you must gag her with something, because even a sex inspector will scream, because she's testing your courage. Okay, goodbye. "

After saying that, Shan Yuhuan hung up the phone.

I stared at the phone for a long time, then finally gritted my teeth, made up my mind, turned around and went back to the Rainbow Building, preparing to carry out my first rape.

Chapter Nine

I arrived at the elevator door and stared blankly at the elevator operator standing there. Because my

mood was different this time, I observed her more carefully:

she was a pretty young woman in her early twenties, with willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and a small cherry-like mouth. Her fair and delicate

face exuded an almost blinding purity. Her appearance was not as charming as Shan Yuhuan's,

but it had a captivating elegance. She was not very tall, but her figure was curvaceous, and a blue

work suit made her look exceptionally bright.

Could such a pure girl, like a lotus flower, be a sex worker like Shan Yuhuan?

Thinking of this, I looked at her, not daring to speak, because my confidence was wavering again.

Just then, she turned around and saw that I had returned, so she smiled slightly and came to my side, saying:

"Sir, you're back again? How did it go? Did you decide which floor to go to?" "

Seeing that she initiated the conversation, I gritted my teeth, thinking, 'What the hell?' and leaned close to her ear,

inhaling the orchid scent emanating from her, and softly said,

'I need to go to the 45th floor, but you can only take me on the way up, understand?'

Upon hearing this, she immediately raised her head, gave me a look of surprise, then gave me a sly

smile , nodded, and turned to open the elevator.

Yes! That's right! A sly smile! Although her expression only lasted a moment, I clearly

saw it. Such an expression on an otherwise innocent face gave me a very

strange feeling.

But before I could react, she had already opened the elevator door, then elegantly waved her hand inside,

saying,

'Sir, please, the elevator is ready.'" "

Upon hearing this, I snapped out of my daze and rushed into the elevator. She smiled slightly, turned gracefully, and followed

me into the elevator.

The elevator ascended, and because of my instructions, it was just the two of us. For some reason

, she didn't speak to me after entering the elevator, only turning her back to me, quietly watching

the floor lights, lost in thought.

My emotions were as turbulent as a stormy sea, and Shan Yuhuan's words echoed in my

ears like a curse.

Should I rape her? Was she really a sex worker? Why was she turning her back to me? Was she

offering me the opportunity to rape her? Did she have those five words on her thigh? What should I do?

These questions buzzed in my mind like flies. I hesitated for a long time before finally

deciding to check her inner thigh to see if those words were there. However, I didn't want to use

the method of directly pushing her down, tearing her skirt, or spreading her thighs, because if I made a mistake, I would be in big trouble.

So, I had a sudden idea, took out my phone, and casually approached her, putting my hand..." I reached

under her skirt and snapped a picture of her underwear, then quickly retreated to observe

her.

Great, she hadn't noticed. I secretly checked the photo on my phone, but to my

disappointment , because of the backlighting, her underwear was completely dark; I couldn't see anything.

I thought for a moment, then decided I should use Shan Yuhuan's idea—to just tear her skirt open. But just as I was about to

act , the force of morality prevented me from continuing. It seems being a pervert isn't easy.

While I hesitated, the elevator reached the 42nd floor. I looked down—it was almost the top

. I hadn't passed the inspection; it seemed I had no hope of entering the sex slave service company.

Just as I was feeling utterly dejected, and the elevator reached the 44th floor, something unexpected

happened.

The elevator operator, who had been silent all along, suddenly pulled the emergency stop,

and the elevator stopped instantly. I fell to the elevator floor due to the inertia.

As I stared at her back, bewildered, her voice suddenly rang out:

"Sir, you're really incompetent!"

I was stunned. Staring at her retreating figure, I said,

"What are you doing? Why did you stop?"

She chuckled, deftly turning around. Looking at my bewildered face on the ground, she gave me a seductive smile.

Then, right in front of me, she gently parted her long, beautiful legs, slowly

rolling up her skirt to her waist, revealing a pair of snow-white, soft legs.

Just as I was admiring the sight before me, a line of small print appeared on her

snow-white thigh:

Sex Inspector No. 15!

Upon seeing those words, I was filled with regret. I should have just made up my mind and pounced on

her. But now it was too late.

Seeing my dejected look, she smiled slightly, then lowered her skirt and came to my side, saying,

"Sir, actually, from the moment you asked me to take you upstairs, I knew you were

a new employee our company was hiring. I was actually quite excited, anticipating your violent assault."

But why did you hesitate so much later? Why didn't you immediately pounce on me and humiliate me? I already turned my back to you,

giving you a chance. You know, if it were any other man, he probably would have already pinned me to the ground and shoved

his penis into my vagina and anus, wantonly ravaging me.

Sigh—sir, it seems you're not quite qualified to work for our company. It's not a problem with your ability,

but with your mindset.

Hearing this, I immediately became even more dejected, slumping to the ground without saying a word.

She looked at my aggrieved expression, seemingly a little sympathetic, so she smiled slightly, walked to my

side and said:

"Well then, sir, I see you're quite pitiful, so I'll give you another chance. How about it, are you still

willing to try?"

Hearing this, I was overjoyed, as if a parched land had received rain, and looked up at her, saying:

"Okay! Okay! I'm willing to take on the challenge again. Tell me, how do I want to try?"

She smiled slightly and said, "

Okay, let's try again. Listen carefully, I'll lower the elevator back to the 20th floor

and then bring it back up. During this time, you must sexually assault me once, and you must

ejaculate on me before reaching the 45th floor, otherwise the interview will be considered a failure.

You should know that it only takes ten minutes to go from the 20th to the 45th floor in the elevator. You have no time to hesitate anymore,

so be decisive this time."

I nodded quickly. She smiled charmingly again and pressed the button for the 20th floor.

Then she smiled sweetly at me and said,

"Sir, you can begin when we reach the 20th floor. Remember, don't hesitate this time." "

The elevator took fifteen minutes to descend from the 45th floor to the 20th, but it felt like fifteen years.

Finally, the elevator reached the 20th floor. My heart was in my throat.

She turned and smiled at me, then put her finger back on the 45th floor button. With her back

to me, she said,

'Sir, the elevator will start as soon as the doors close. Are you ready?'

I nodded quickly.

Seeing my confident demeanor, she smiled slightly and gently pressed the 45th floor button.

The elevator closed again.

This time, I didn't hesitate. The instant the doors closed, I rushed forward, grabbed her slender

waist, and pushed her to the ground. I pounced on her body, pressing her

firmly against the elevator floor, rendering her immobile.

Then, I slipped one hand inside her blouse, desperately

kneading I felt her breasts, their shape shifting in my hands.

My other hand forced its way between her long, beautiful legs, touching her

genitals. I reached out and touched her pink labia—she wasn't wearing underwear!

I carefully examined her inner thighs and genitals, discovering that underneath her skirt was nothing but

lace pantyhose. It seemed she really was a sex worker. Without hesitation, I

gently stroked her pubic hair a few times before immediately inserting my index finger into her vagina.

"Ah—that's right, a man...he needs courage." "

The moment my finger entered her vagina, she convulsed and said this.

Encouraged by her words, I thrust my finger in and out of her vagina even harder. Her vaginal muscles

were being torn apart by my fingers, and I also pinched and twisted her clitoris until

her vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid. Then I smeared the fluid on her snow-white thighs

and continued to tease her.

Her long, white thighs were closed before my fingers entered, but as I teased

her more intensely, she couldn't resist the onslaught of pleasure and slowly parted her snow-white legs towards me

. Later, she even automatically lifted her hips, actively using her vagina to manipulate my finger.

Just as I was smugly thinking I had conquered her, she suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck and

whispered ,

'Hoo, sir, you, you really make me feel very good, but what about your interview?'" " Your interview

is based on your ejaculation on me, not on my squirting. Three minutes have already passed. Do you

think you still have time to continue 'training' me like this?"

I was startled by her words and quickly looked up. Sure enough, the elevator had already passed the 27th floor. If I didn't do it now, it would

be too late.

So without saying a word, I quickly unbuckled my belt and pulled down my outer pants and underwear together. The moment my

underwear my penis sprang out.

Seeing my penis, she licked her tongue wantonly, then lay flat on her back, spreading her legs

wider towards me.

Without another word, I pressed myself against her, grabbed her skirt, and rolled it up to her

waist , exposing her incredibly alluring lower body naked before me.

Without hesitation, I grabbed her pink thighs, forcefully spread them apart, and then thrust my penis

into her vagina!

"Ah—!" "

The instant I entered her body, her face suddenly turned pale, she arched her back, and screamed. I was very surprised; she should have a lot of sexual experience, so how could she be in so much pain

just from a penis poking her vagina ? As I was wondering, she bit her lip, looked at me, and said, 'S-sir, you...you've inserted it in the wrong place.'" " Upon hearing this, I suddenly realized that in my haste, I had mistakenly inserted my penis into her anus. Since her anus hadn't been lubricated, the sudden insertion was naturally very painful. But time was of the essence, so I gritted my teeth, grabbed her waist, and forcefully . I felt her body tremble, but this time she didn't cry out; she just endured the torment I was inflicting on her anus. To alleviate her pain, while thrusting my penis in and out of her anus, I placed my hand on her labia and gently massaged her clitoris. Sure enough, after a while, her body softened, and she gradually arched her lower body, cooperating with my thrusts. Just when I thought everything was going smoothly, something unexpected happened again."

Just moments before, she was getting into the mood from my ministrations when she suddenly clamped her snowy legs around my waist and

cried out,

"Help!—Rape!—"

I was shocked and exclaimed,

"Hey! Why are you calling for help? Aren't you a sex worker? You're just asking for trouble!"

She gave me a seductive smile, then swayed her hips, teasing my penis with her anus,

and said,

"Sir, I'm a sex worker, but I'm also an examiner. To test your animalistic nature,

what would you do if I cried for help at this moment?" She

then immediately continued to cry for help. Hearing this

, I suddenly remembered Shan Yuhuan's instructions, so I quickly covered her mouth with my hand and groped around for

something to stuff in it. But after searching for a while, I couldn't find anything usable. My pants were too big to

fit her mouth, and my underwear, which I had thrown into the corner of the elevator, was out of reach. And she

wasn't wearing any underwear. What was I going to do?

She saw my distress and narrowed her eyes, squeezing my ankle as if to

remind me of something.

I looked at my ankle and immediately realized—my socks! My socks were still on my feet.

They were perfect for gagging her, but I have sweaty feet, and the smell of those socks was unbearable for most people.

I hesitated, glancing at her. With my hand covering her mouth, she couldn't speak, but she nodded at

me with narrowed eyes, as if to indicate she didn't mind.

Seeing this, I felt relieved and immediately lifted my foot, took off both socks, rolled them into a ball,

pried open her cheeks, and shoved them into her mouth.

She smelled the stench of the socks in her mouth, frowned, and vomited, but didn't spit it out. Instead, she

spread and pointed to the point where our genitals were joined, indicating that I could continue.

Upon hearing this, I immediately grabbed her thighs and resumed relentlessly pounding my penis into her anus. For the next

three minutes, she lay there with my sock stuffed in her mouth, legs spread, letting me ravage her anus.

Strangely, she didn't seem very excited, just lying there silently letting me thrust in and out. So I experimentally

touched her clitoris, and she immediately trembled and blushed.

I finally realized that her vagina was more sensitive than her anus. Knowing this, I immediately pulled

my penis out of her anus, and while she wondered why I had pulled it out, I

thrust it back into her pink vagina, all the way in.

Upon this thrust, her eyes rolled back, her legs trembled, and a gush of vaginal

fluid spurted out, spraying onto my penis. Her fluid was hot, completely enveloping my penis inside her vagina, making it appear

even larger. I then thrust into her vagina with even greater excitement.

Under the thrusting, she was overcome with lust. She moved her lower body uncontrollably, pushing me

deeper, while simultaneously clutching her breasts with her delicate hands, kneading them frantically through her clothes.

Seeing her playing with her own breasts, I smiled slightly and said,

"Miss, if your breasts are uncomfortable, I can help you. Come on, lift up your shirt, and I'll massage

them ."

She gave me a reproachful look, as if to say, "If you want to touch them, tear my clothes yourself;

I didn't resist."

But I refused; I wanted her to undress herself.

She seemed to understand my intention, closed her eyes briefly in agreement, then unbuttoned her

coat, lifted her bra, and revealed a pair of full, round, pink breasts. She

eagerly grabbed my hands and pressed them against her breasts.

Seeing her so wanton, I no longer held back, grabbing her breasts tightly and

kneading , while my lower body continued to thrust into her vagina.

About two minutes later, the elevator reached the 42nd floor, and I had reached my

limit. I thrust into her twice, then pulled out my wet penis and sat down on her lower abdomen.

I grabbed her breasts, clamped my penis between her white cleavage, and pumped frantically, saying,

"I... I ejaculated on your breasts, that should be considered acceptable, right?"

She had my sock in her mouth and couldn't speak, but she squinted her eyes and made an "OK"

sign .

I looked, and my scalp tingled:

"Sizzle—"

A thick stream of semen spurted from the penis clamped between her breasts, hitting her

face, then her neck and between her breasts.

Seeing that I had ejaculated, she tried to remove the sock from her mouth, but I stopped her, then hugged her,

spread her legs, and inserted my penis back into her vagina.

She looked at me curiously, wondering what I was going to do.

I held her, kneading her breasts as I chuckled,

"Miss, we'll be at the 45th floor in about a minute. May I fill you with some more water?"

She immediately understood what I meant, giving me a reproachful look

but not objecting. Instead, she spread her legs wider and reached down to touch my scrotum.

Stimulated by her, I couldn't hold back any longer. My penis released, and with a soft "whoosh," a stream of

urine shot into her vagina. Her vagina contracted under the impact of my urine, and with a soft "plop

," she lost control of her bladder.

And so, exhausted, we lay there in the urine, comforting each other. Finally, I took

the sock and asked,

"How was it, Miss Inspector? Did I pass?"

She touched my penis with a lustful look on her face and said,

"Phew—not bad, just a little too gentle. If it were an experienced employee, they probably wouldn't even ask questions

before shoving their penis into my mouth and letting me pee. You passed, but you're still too green, Mr. Rookie."

Hearing this, I smiled wryly, thinking, "It seems being a pervert really isn't easy."

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