[Sex Slave Training Academy] (Side Story) (1-5) Author: SM Extreme Domination Teacher

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Senior Sisters' Special Talent Performance Chapters 1-5
Extra Chapters] Senior Sisters' Special Talent Performance (1): Eating Pearl Noodles...

Today, from the moment the young slaves were about to leave the slave dormitory and head to the slave classroom, the atmosphere was a bit
off. And this time, instead of the senior sisters who usually led the way, there were a dozen or so teaching assistants who, without a word,
made everyone line up and follow them. Several teaching assistants led the way, while others walked alongside
to maintain order.

"What's wrong? Where are our senior sisters?" One of the girls couldn't contain her curiosity and fear and asked
a girl next to her, but how could that girl possibly know? She just shrugged.

The girl who asked the question seemed to want to say something more, when suddenly she was slapped hard across the
face , the powerful impact causing her to fall to the side.

"Who gave you permission to speak? Don't you have any manners?" The teaching assistant who slapped the girl reprimanded her mercilessly. The girls around her
looked on with sympathy and pity, while the girl who had been slapped felt utterly humiliated and guilty.

Being called ill-mannered actually meant that "the senior student hadn't taught her well," which often resulted in the senior student being
punished . The girl's senior student had, of course, warned her that "you shouldn't chat while queuing to go to school
," but if no one talked or spoke the whole way, the situation would be awkward and uncomfortable. So, in private,
the senior student would still chat with the junior students for a few minutes.

Afterwards, as the girl cried and got up to continue following the line, no one else dared
to speak, truly achieving the so-called "quiet school."

However, the teaching assistants didn't take the young slaves to their original classrooms or the assembly place,
but an unfamiliar empty classroom. The empty classroom had almost no tables or chairs, only
a raised, circular stage in the center. The senior female students who had been waiting were already
sitting in a circle around the stage.

The teaching assistant then instructed everyone to find a seat near the center circle, and everyone
automatically sat behind their assigned senior female students, but still dared not utter a word. Even after everyone was seated, the room
remained completely silent.

When the classroom door opened again, the instructor entered and stood on the stage surrounded by the girls,
saying, "My little slaves, do you know why you were brought here?"

"Answering Instructor, we don't know," everyone answered in unison.

"These past few days, the instructors have seen your performances. While not perfect, you've all been very diligent. So
today, the instructors hope you can relax and enjoy the 'talent'
performance ."

Hearing "talent performance," some girls, not quite understanding, assumed they'd see
common talents like playing the piano or dancing, but quickly realized these were impossible in this school…

"You're all still young, your bodies haven't fully developed, and your senior classmates even take care of your daily lives,
so it's impossible for you to learn any special skills yet. However, once you become slaves, you can, like your
senior classmates, attend 'specialty classes' after school to learn unique talents, so you can
better , understand?"

"Yes, instructor, we understand."

"Very good. Now, relax and applaud the first senior classmate's performance!"

While the young slave girls were conflicted, unsure whether to encourage their senior classmates or feel apologetic,
the first senior classmate was called to the stage.

First came a simple "self-introduction," which, in normal society, would be anything but simple.
However, after several days of exposure, even the young slaves had gotten used to it, and would even unconsciously listen carefully
to what "extraordinary (slave) qualities" the senior had.

The senior's name was "Mianmian," and her grades were above average. However, she particularly
emphasized the data about her anus. Hearing this, everyone had a premonition that it would be closely
related to her performance later.

Finally, she introduced the item she was going to perform: "Eating Pearl Noodles."

(Pearl Noodles?) When Senior Mianmian introduced her performance item, almost every girl had
a . Most of the special skills and talents they usually heard about were very explicit, such as "gang rape for x
hours," "fist sex," "foot sex," and so on. The strange performance name "Eating Pearl Noodles" actually aroused
everyone 's curiosity. They even started to wonder what the "pearl noodles" looked like.

Then, several teaching assistants began to prepare props for Noodles' talent show, while
others set up photography equipment to film Noodles' performance from various angles. The other teaching assistants
acted as enthusiastic audience members, constantly asking Noodles questions.

"Did you name yourself 'Noodles' because of your talent for eating pearl noodles?"

"No... this humble servant's name is Noodles, and I felt I had to learn this skill so I wouldn't
disappoint my future master..."

"Really? I think you were born loving pearl noodles, that's why you chose this name!"

"No... no... this humble servant... this humble servant only started loving them after growing up..." Senior Noodles felt
incredibly ashamed by the teaching assistant's words. Even as a senior who had spent a year at this school, she still didn't dare
admit to so many "pure" junior girls that she was born loving this kind of noodle. "So, do you like noodles?"

"I... I like... this humble servant likes... especially... pearl noodles..."

"Why?"

"Because... those pearls are all different... and they taste... very satisfying..."

"So, what flavor do you like?" "

This humble servant... likes them all... as long as it's pearl noodles... this humble servant can accept any flavor..."

"How many can you eat?"

"Well... for a large portion, this lowly slave can eat fifty-three... for a small portion, this lowly slave can eat about... two hundred and forty
-one ..."

"Alright, we'll let you eat two hundred small portions later, is that alright?"

"Yes, this lowly slave, Mianmian, thanks the teaching assistant for the treat." Hearing this, Senior Mianmian understood that the conversation
was coming to an end, and she was about to start eating her pearl noodles.

The young slave girls below the stage were somewhat puzzled by this conversation, and later Senior Mianmian quietly explained that learning these...
When performing a talent show, these "defense" techniques must also be learned to draw the audience into the performance's emotions
and make them believe in the performer's professionalism and spirit.

Afterwards, the performance prop, "pearl noodles," was ready.

The teaching assistant who had gone to prepare the props was now carrying in a plate filled with
tiny beads of varying sizes, some larger than ping-pong balls, others
about the size of a BB gun bullet. All the beads were tightly strung together with a thin string
, connected seamlessly without any gaps. The so-called "pearl noodles" actually refer to this large string of beads.

The teaching assistant placed the plate of pearl noodles in front of Noodle Senior, jokingly asking, "Excuse me, sir, what kind of seasoning would you
like ? Dry or soupy? Long noodles or short noodles? How oily? Spicy?
Hot or cold?"

"Anything is fine... This lowly slave loves everything... Please, teaching assistant, decide for this lowly slave!" Noodle Senior replied desperately.
Even if had a thousand reasons not to, her specialized tutoring had trained her to eat any kind of noodles.

But... how was she supposed to eat these noodles? All the young slave girls who saw this performance for the first time were
increasingly confused. The beads didn't seem to be made of a digestible material, and with hundreds of beads strung
together, if you bit through the string, all the beads would probably fall apart. If you didn't bite through the string, you couldn't swallow them.

The teaching assistant picked up a bead of a different color from the plate. It turned out to be the beginning or end of a string of beads,
and it was one of the larger beads among them.

"I think you should perform eating this long noodle first! Each strand of pearl noodles has five hundred
pearls , but your appetite probably isn't that big, so eat as much as you want!"

"Yes... this lowly slave understands..." Noodle Senior was already feeling extremely uneasy and trembling as she watched
the teaching assistant pull out the string of beads, put them in an empty bowl, and then simply brush some
"oil" on them.

"This contains various aphrodisiac ingredients, so you can enjoy different aphrodisiac stimulations while you eat
!"

"Yes... this lowly slave Noodle thanks the teaching assistant for the reward..."

Then, the teaching assistant applied different seasonings to different sections of the string of beads. Before we even understood why he was going to
such lengths, he had already finished seasoning the pearl noodles.

"It's done. You can close your eyes now and enjoy it." The teaching assistant finished speaking, but instead of letting Mianmian
close her eyes herself, she covered them with an eye mask, plunging Mianmian into darkness.

The young slaves below still couldn't understand how to eat while blindfolded, or rather, they didn't even understand how to eat this dish
. At this moment, the teaching assistant picked up the seasoned pearl noodles and walked around the stage away from
Mianmian . Mianmian changed her posture, becoming like a female dog, on all fours, bending over, and
raising her buttocks high.

"No...no way..." Watching the teaching assistant pick up the pearl noodles and walk towards Mianmian's raised buttocks, some of the young slaves
understood and cried out in surprise.

"You lowly slave Mianmian, do you remember how many pearls you want to eat?" "I remember... this lowly slave wants to eat... two hundred pearls..."

"Alright, now open your mouth, I'll feed you the first one."

"Yes, this lowly slave thanks the instructor..." After Mianmian finished speaking, she closed her lips tightly, and the
instructor who placed the bowl of pearl noodles between Mianmian's knees pulled out the beaded end and suddenly inserted it into Mianmian's anus.

Although the young slaves below the stage had guessed
the terrible scene that was about to happen the moment the instructor put down the bowl, many girls still screamed when they actually saw it.

"If anyone makes a sound below the stage, I will ask her to come up and finish
this ." The instructor said, immediately silencing the girls who were still unable to control themselves and were screaming or crying,
but tears and sobs still welled up uncontrollably.

While the audience below was in chaos, the senior student on stage, known as "Noodle-Eating Sister," began to perform her "noodle-eating"
talent .

The strings of beads, linked together, stretched for several meters. The teaching assistant was only feeding her
the first bead from the string; the rest hung down from her anus, landing directly on the bowl between her
knees . It actually looked somewhat like someone eating noodles, with the unbroken noodle extending from their mouth into
the bowl.

However, while sometimes being seen eating noodles in that manner would be embarrassing, causing one to quickly cut off the noodles or finish them,
this performance far surpassed that. Mianmian imagined herself in this state: her anus, completely exposed
, something any normal person would find repulsive, was now stuffed with a string of beads several feet long.
One swallowed by her anus, which should have been the discharge opening. With the slightest tremor of her buttocks, she could clearly and intensely
feel the impact and sound caused by the huge shaking of the string of beads connecting her anus to her vagina. That feeling
had already made all the muscles in her buttocks numb, and the only message her brain received was shame
...

However, this was not the most shameful part. Just like how Mianmian, despite her shame, still tightly clenched
her anus to prevent the first bead that had entered her body from falling out. This was just the first bite of
noodles the teaching assistant had fed her. Next, she had to eat the remaining 199 bites entirely on her own… relying solely on her
anus…

So, she forcefully suppressed her shame, striving to stay conscious, and using the techniques she had been forcibly trained to learn in
her specialty training class, she systematically contracted her anal sphincter inwards,
swallowing the beads that had just been fed into her anus deeper.

This was the essence of this talent, "eating pearl noodles." The so-called "pearl noodles" are actually a long string of
beads. The slaves don't eat these noodles with their "upper mouths," but rather with their "back
mouths." They can't touch the noodles with their hands; they can only
chew .

Because their upper mouths are left empty, they are forced to answer questions about the taste and texture of the noodles
, and whether they can eat them. No matter how ashamed the "noodle seniors" feel, they
still have to exaggerate and embellish their answers to satisfy the gloating, lustful desires of the teaching assistants.

At the same time, their back
mouths they are punished…

…

This kind of mistake…for Mianmian, who has now mastered this skill, and the other seniors who also enrolled in
the same training and passed the exam, it was considered the lowest level of mistake. However, during the training,
none of the girls escaped this mistake, and it was even their most frequent error…

To forget how to swallow, they endured countless humiliations and pains. Even now, thinking back on it still
sends a chill down Mianmian's spine as she performs.

At first, the assistant instructors were relatively polite, only teasing her with questions like, “What’s wrong?
Don’t you like the pearl noodles?” or “Why is your appetite so small today?” These seemingly casual
questions, but whose implied meanings were extremely lewd in this atmosphere, were not enough for the girls to
give up swallowing. They were simply reminded to speed up the swallowing movements in their anus.

However, as the number of sessions increased, the trainers gradually became less "tolerant" of the girls who didn't perform well.
Many of them would directly lash the girls' mouths with a whip, just as if the girls were only focused
on swallowing and forgot about responding with their mouths, they would be grabbed by the hair and slapped.

Hitting might be the most violent punishment, but for the girls who had been tortured, it could be said to be the
easiest punishment... Take the pearl noodles covered with various "seasonings," which are now part of Noodle Senior's
performance, but at the time, it was a punishment, a
severe ...

"It doesn't taste good, you can't eat it, right? It's okay, maybe there wasn't enough seasoning..." For all
the girls who had been in the "eating pearl noodles" specialty training class, this sentence, which sounded warm and caring at first,
now sounded as terrifying as a demon's call, because the added seasonings were completely destroying those girls.

The so-called seasonings aren't like the soy sauce and salt added to regular food, which might be present... but girls
eating pearl noodles don't care about those... The truly terrifying seasonings are those with strong irritants
...

like the special chili sauce that trainers love to add. Compared to regular chili sauce, this one
isn't as spicy. Noodle Senior has tasted it herself, and for someone who loves spicy food like her,
the spiciness is negligible... but that's how it felt on her upper mouth...

She would adjust the spiciness because this level of spiciness is like eating ghost peppers for the back of her mouth, which has to eat these noodles—
it so spicy it makes you want to collapse and roll on the ground.

The intestines don't have the same tolerance for spiciness as the mouth. The burning sensation from the chili
is enough to cause extreme pain in the intestines. What's worse, while the intestines are releasing pain warnings, the instinctive mechanism
will also absorb the chili sauce into the body, causing girls who have been burned to frantically drink cold water for enemas afterward, but even
that can't alleviate the burning sensation deep inside.

To be precise, the girls who first tried spicy pearl noodles had to eat another bowl of noodles topped with
a toner that their bodies could absorb...

Besides chili sauce, there were all sorts of unnamed condiments, each with
a different sensation in their intestines, but in short, none of them were pleasant...

There were those special minty flavors that felt very cool at first, but then a different kind of heat followed; condiments that
, like vinegar, would violently irritate the intestinal walls, causing girls to roll their eyes in pain; condiments that would
intensify intestinal peristalsis, making swallowing more difficult and painful; and even condiments that would numb the intestines.

The girls, forced to develop increasingly stronger tastes, knew in their hearts that this was "specialty" tutoring.
At first, everyone could adapt, but later fewer and fewer people could endure it, until finally, perhaps
less than ten people in the entire class could possess this specialty. All they could do was encourage themselves, no matter
how much , to dedicate themselves wholeheartedly to the specialized training they had paid for, because
no skill is easy to acquire, and without a skill, one loses their unique characteristics and competitive advantage…

Moreover, it would be very difficult for them to go back…

Initially, the oil they used only served a lubricating function, but as their skills advanced,
the oil they used now contained several aphrodisiac ingredients in addition to its lubricating function. Using them in combination not only
amplified the effect, but the different aphrodisiacs also produced different reactions and stimulation mechanisms in the human body. "Aphrodisiac"
is just a general term for "drugs that increase libido," but it actually includes many types, affecting various
aspects from the physical, physiological, and even psychological levels. Some combinations can even create sexual contradictions
or confusion, such as "the desire for penetration that cannot be satisfied" or "the feeling of intense pleasure in the genitals that
leads to orgasm," etc. These drugs, when used individually, are effective in treating various forms of frigidity,
such as difficulty achieving orgasm, low libido, excitement disorders, and even sexual dysfunction. However,
when used together, they can cause terrible and devastating harm to ordinary women. Now
, the effects are even more pronounced for girls who have specifically trained their anal sphincter contractions.

Noodles, who has consumed this oil countless times, has her anus
completely dominated by the aphrodisiac's stimulating components. She has fantasized about her intestinal tract hundreds of times, feeling as if
the walls are coated with a thick layer of aphrodisiac oil, constantly stimulating her libido. For her,
the most unsatisfied part of her body was deep inside her intestines. Ironically, apart from "eating noodles,"
she couldn't satisfy it herself or with the "magic tools" provided by her assistants...

Besides the toppings, these pearl noodles have many
different uses, ensuring that buyers don't quickly tire of this rare
specialty.

In addition to the seasoning, the noodles themselves come in various styles. For example, "large" and "small"
don't the number of beads, but rather their size.

For performers who have to swallow them, it's impossible for them to loosen their anus and swallow large
beads ; beads the size of a ping-pong ball are already extremely difficult. However, a string of beads
contains both large and small beads, so "large" and "small" simply refer to the proportion of beads.

Furthermore, the arrangement of these beads is also important; the smallest beads are as small as a BB bullet...
If several beads are of this size in a row, the anal sphincter will have difficulty clamping them inward. Furthermore,
the beads cannot be suddenly enlarged, because swallowing a larger bead requires the sphincter to contract and pull the larger bead in, which is already within the
sphincter range. Therefore, if the beads in front
are too small, the sphincter must contract very small to push them inward, but this will cause the larger bead to get
stuck in the sphincter…

The girls learning this skill are not told these things, nor do they know that every skewer of noodles they eat
is actually specially calculated to ensure it is safe to swallow, and the elasticity of the string is actually
top-notch. Occasionally, some buyers who purchase sex slaves with this skill ignore the school's
advice and buy beads from other factories or even make them themselves. It's easy to imagine that no matter how hard the sex slaves try
, they cannot perform successfully and are subjected to unwarranted whipping punishments. Therefore, sex slaves with this specialty
are with a few pearl noodles as a bonus. If more varieties of noodles are desired, they must be ordered from the school or custom-made.
For buyers who can afford the entire sex slave, these peripheral products do not deter them;
on the contrary, this makes sex slaves with this specialty even more attractive.

This specialty is not like that of a typical sex slave who is inserted with beads, where one simply relaxes to let the foreign object
in or contracts to prevent it from falling out. Instead, one must use both contraction and relaxation to finish the bowl of noodles… This
is the most difficult aspect of this specialty, and it is also why it is the only one who is proficient in it and thus "significantly increases one's value."

The pearls in the noodles aren't just spherical. In fact, like some oddly shaped
beaded rods used to torture the anuses of sex slaves, they also come in angular shapes. The materials vary, ranging from as hard as
metal , as soft as rubber, as supple as velvet, to as sharp as a short brush. Some are even specially made, as if
controlled by a switch to vibrate, bounce, rotate, emit gas, or even discharge electricity. A more sophisticated type is a
composite pearl noodle, combining various pearl materials and shapes, so that the blindfolded sex slaves
swallow each pearl with a mixture of fear and anticipation, wondering what the next
pearl what new experience it will bring.

Besides the usual way of eating, there are also hot and cold options.

The cold method involves soaking the pearl noodles in ice water. To prevent the pearls from
warming up before swallowing, some bowls are raised just above the girl's anus, ensuring that the pearls entering her rear
are still cold, dripping with ice water, and have just been taken out of the ice water.

The hot method is more complicated and dangerous. Besides soaking in hot water as in the cold method,
another method has been developed, which trainers and discerning customers call "skewers."

Soaking in hot water isn't as popular as soaking in cold water, partly because hot water cools down quickly, and also because there are safety concerns about boiling water under
a sex slave . Therefore, clever gourmets have developed a
way to provide their sex slaves with hot food: grilling it over a fire.

For buyers of sex slaves, candles are utterly ordinary items. The so-called "fire-grilled
skewers " involve passing the pearl strings over a candle flame before they enter the mouth
. Unlike hot water, candles don't need to be placed at the bottom, so extending the entire pearl surface backward prevents the sex slaves from
falling into the flame and getting hurt.

However, this method is particularly difficult for sex slaves who eat hot food...

Hot water has a boiling point, but the flame on a candle far exceeds the boiling
point . Although the flame is small, if a pearl is grilled on it for a long time, the temperature eventually
becomes terrifyingly high.

Furthermore, when grilling, the beads can only be made of heat-resistant materials like metal. However, metal has
excellent thermal conductivity, so sometimes, even after swallowing half of the metal pearl noodles, the candle is lit to start grilling, and
the metal beads already inside the body can feel getting hotter and hotter…

In fact, when this method of consumption was first developed, countless sex slaves were burned by inexperienced
buyers. The location of the burns was unknown, and buyers didn't know where to take them for treatment. Fortunately,
most buyers had their own private doctors or even medical teams to rely on.
Buyers who weren't "that wealthy" could still quickly send injured sex slaves back to school, where many
excellent doctors could help treat them…

(The text abruptly shifts to a different topic ) When learning this skill, the trainers showed them
cases of previous students who had been injured while performing this skill , and also taught them how to avoid such unforeseen disasters.

In reality, all they could do was speed up their swallowing, prevent the fire from heating the same metal
bead for too long, and warn their masters if the setup was too dangerous, as they believed their masters
didn't intend to injure them.

However, if their masters truly wanted to torture them, making them squat over candles and heat their own mouths
... they could only pray for their own survival.

Therefore, these sex slaves learning to perform this skill must hold onto one
belief : only by performing well and pleasing their masters can they maintain their masters' affection. And only if their masters
still love them can they safely get through each day.

The same was true for Senior Sister Mianmian. After countless hours of specialized training, she still felt somewhat ashamed during her performance,
even though she was facing so many "naive" junior girls, including her own direct junior.
She felt that her dignity as a senior sister had been completely trampled and shattered by her actions.
However, her performance was flawless. The teaching assistants were trying hard to find
fault , but they couldn't find a single one. From the appropriate responses of her upper mouth, to the smooth swallowing of her lower mouth,
to the gradual swaying of her protruding belly to allow the pearl noodles to go deeper and make more room, to
the natural that made the connected strings of pearl noodles sway noticeably, the audience was even more excited.
Even more admirable is that she wasn't just unconsciously swallowing that long string of pearl noodles...

"Reporting to the teaching assistant, this lowly slave Mianmian... is full..." Senior Mianmian said suddenly, though with fear, her voice still firm. Her
mouth finally stopped swallowing, but more than half the length of the pearl noodles was still sticking out.

At first, the younger slave girls instinctively thought that Senior Mianmian had stopped because she couldn't eat anymore.
However, the young slave girls near her mouth seemed to have noticed something and stirred slightly. Their gazes towards Mianmian- senpai shifted to one of reverence, admiring her for eating the noodles
in such a humiliating position . Soon, the other girls noticed as well. The teaching assistants whispered among themselves, one of them leaning closer to Mianmian-senpai's mouth to examine the beads more closely. The beads are actually numbered. Starting with the first bead that was forcibly stuffed into Mianmian's body, it's number one. Although some of the smaller beads don't have numbers, the numbers of the larger beads are clearly visible. Judging , the small bead currently pressed against her mouth is number two hundred and one... That is to say, there are a total of two hundred beads inside her, big and small... just like the originally agreed number... The beads are not arranged in a regular order of size, but randomly, and there is no discernible pattern. Furthermore, with her eyes covered, Mianmian couldn't possibly see the pearl noodles she was swallowing behind her. So, she swallowed several beads, counting them all the way through her mouth... even the tiny beads, so small you might not even feel them when you hold them in your hand... she counted them all clearly... "Are you full?" The teaching assistant, checking the bead numbers to make sure Mianmian hadn't miscalculated, asked coldly, pulling the naturally dangling strings of pearl noodles with both hands . "You should know how severe the punishment will be if you don't finish the number you're supposed to eat !" "I know... this lowly slave Mianmian knows..." Mianmian tensed up, her mouth clearly and rapidly contracting and relaxing. However, the younger female students watching this performance for the first time might not understand, but the older female students in the front row knew perfectly well. The contraction and relaxation of her anus wasn't due to anxiety about miscounting, but rather because of what was about to happen... Being able to count the beads correctly was arguably the final and . There were actually quite a few tricks involved. For example, before swallowing each bead, tilting the head would allow the bead to press against the opening of the anus. If it was several small BB balls in a row, they were especially easy to miscount when passing through the tightly contracted anus, so this was done by letting them partially slide down, making them less likely to be missed. But despite all this, even with all their focus on counting the beads, the girls consistently failed, resulting in various punishments. Some girls couldn't take it anymore and even bought "anal sensitivity enhancement" treatments, hoping to count more accurately. Although Mianmian didn't rely on the modification project, she did a lot of work to improve her anal sensitivity and accurately control the contraction of her sphincter muscles. After tireless efforts, she finally calculated the correct number of beads she needed to swallow . Like the other girls, she was moved to tears after her first successful attempt. Now, Mianmian is no longer the bead-counting novice she once was. After a long period of training, she can now remember how many beads she swallowed while she is trying to speak. Sometimes, the teaching assistants get playful and even ask her to perform oral sex while swallowing, and she has to swallow a certain number of beads before the teaching assistants reach their climax. Of course, she couldn't stop swallowing and oral sex during the process. All Mianmian could do was slow down the faster movements and speed up the slower ones, secretly counting the beads in her mouth in the dark while trying to feel the excitement of the huge penis inside her mouth... But even if she counted correctly, the teaching assistant would still make things difficult... Right now, Mianmian knew that there were two possibilities for what was going to happen next. One was that the teaching assistant would say they needed to "make sure the sex slave really couldn't take any more" and force the next bead into her body. At this point, she had to clench her anus tightly to prevent it from being forcibly breached. Even if the other end of her sphincter was still empty, she could n't let even half a bead be inserted. This was the worse outcome because even if the sphincter was clenched tightly, it was difficult to overcome the strength of an entire hand, and the sex slaves who were successfully forced to break through would be punished. Although the teaching assistants knew that it was inevitable that it would be breached, the punishment had long become an excuse, a game. Another, better outcome, though extremely painful at the moment… “Ah…” Senior Mianmian suddenly screamed in agony, startling the girls below. The reason for her sudden scream wasn't hard to guess: the teaching assistant had abruptly pulled several beads that had been swallowed into her anus. “Teaching assistant… I’m sorry… my mouth wasn’t closed properly… the noodles I ate fell out again… please give me some time to swallow them back…” Senior Mianmian speaking as if it were all her fault. But if she really clenched her anus, things would be terrible… In fact, her anus had been contracting and relaxing to cope with these two situations. The first was that she had to clench her anus tightly to prevent the next bead from being easily pushed in. But no matter how tightly she clenched her sphincter, it couldn't withstand the latter—the teaching assistant’s relentless pulling force. So in this situation, it's actually necessary to relax the sphincter muscles to reduce the tearing damage caused by rapid friction... "Okay, I'll give you more time to eat the noodles that fell out again." The teaching assistant said, feigning magnanimity. After the violent pulling and tearing just now, Mianmian's sphincter muscles were still slightly injured, but she still endured the pain and slowly swallowed the beads she had spat out one by one. "Reporting to the teaching assistant... this lowly slave Mianmian... is full..." The same sentence was spoken by Mianmian, who was completely blind , after inserting the two hundredth bead . The young slaves below the stage were stunned. Just now, Mianmian could still count one by one and know how many she had swallowed, but just now, when the teaching assistant pulled out a section of her anus, she didn't know if a dozen or twenty beads were instantly dragged out from her rear. How could she possibly still have the ability to count how many had fallen out? The young slaves below the stage seemed to be watching a magical performance, a perfect stunt show, and couldn't help applaud and cheer. The teaching assistants, seeing Mianmian's performance, although their expressions showed some regret at not being able to punish her under some pretext, couldn't hide their joy. They had to admit that they were also very satisfied with Mianmian 's performance and admired her for having mastered this specialty to such a high degree.

Mianmian's blindfold was removed, and finally, she could see again. Following the teaching assistant's instructions, she returned to the seat of
her immediate junior classmates. The juniors looked at her with utmost admiration and respect,
as if she had just performed a truly magnificent stunt…

A radiant smile finally appeared on Mianmian's face. Contrary to her expectations that her performance would make the juniors
ashamed of her "disgusting talent," it had instead earned her genuine admiration and respect from her immediate junior
classmates . For this, she sincerely thanked the teaching assistant for the reward: wearing that long string of beads
as a tail, which she could only remove after today.

Was it really that magical? That powerful? Could it make Mianmian instantly feel how many beads
had fallen out? Of course not! Just like all magic tricks have a countermeasure, this was actually a very simple
trick. The other senior students with this special skill also knew the secret...

The size and shape of the beads were irregular and random. Senior Mianmian memorized the numbers while
also memorizing the size and shape of the beads. After the beads were removed, she only needed to try to recall
the size and shape of the bead with the correct number to find the number of the bead she was swallowing. If
it were a regular, repeating arrangement, or even a string of pearl noodles with beads of the exact same size, then Senior Mianmian
could only stick out her tongue and resignedly accept the punishment.

[Bonus Chapter] Senior Students' Special Skill Performance (Part Two): Human Bottle After Senior Mianmian's performance, the teaching assistant
began preparing for the next senior student's performance, and the attitude of all the young slave girls in the audience was
completely different from before the first performance.

Undeniably, Senior Sister Mianmian's performance taught them what "specialty" and
"talent" truly meant. Although the content of her performance was so lewd and shameful, Senior Sister Mianmian achieved what the other female slaves
couldn't. Her professionalism earned her genuine applause from the young audience.

…

After several days of training, these new girls were no longer as resistant as when they first enrolled. This
was because they had gradually come to accept reality; this was their destiny. Their hearts were no longer
as pure as before, and their bodies, once lost, could not be regained. In their current understanding,
the only thing they could still fight for was their future—a future of enslavement and dependence…

Therefore, they gradually began to learn the senior sisters' way of thinking: striving to "enrich" themselves in order to
gain a higher value. By turning themselves into "valuable goods," buyers would be more likely to preserve them properly...

A group of perfectly good girls, now turned into this, completely ruined, it's truly heartbreaking...

The next one to perform was Senior Apple. Like Senior Noodles who performed before her,
she first gave a brief self-introduction about her background, characteristics, and specialties...

Finally, she announced her performance: Bladder Brewing.

Upon hearing the name of the performance, the girls in the audience stirred again. This time,
the name wasn't as enigmatic as Pearl Noodles', but rather a direct and
naked display of fear.

Even the junior girls who hadn't seen a performance before could easily deduce the content from the name.
Just thinking about using human organs to perform brewing, although they didn't yet know the extent of the pain and horror,
most of the junior girls already felt goosebumps all over their bodies.

Moreover, it wasn't just the inexperienced junior students who were affected; even
the other senior students who had seen Apple's performance exchanged uneasy, worried glances. They were well aware of the danger and pain of
this talent performance, even without firsthand experience.

Not long ago, Apple had been seriously ill, spending several days in the infirmary and even having to suspend
her classes . The cause of this illness was the very talent she was about to perform
… To possess such a high-risk talent, the girls had already endured terrible torment from the very first lesson. Since brewing wine with the bladder, the development of the bladder, originally an excretory organ, was essential. Although this talent training program was introduced in the latter half of the first year, compared to other girls who only had urethral plugs inserted, the girls training in this talent were already far ahead in the development . However, even with full bladder development, only a select few girls with "excellent" bladders can successfully acquire this skill. Therefore, to test their suitability for bladder training lesson is urinary retention. More precisely, this involves instilling a large amount of saline solution into the urethra, and then having the girls simulate daily humiliation or sexual intercourse while holding the fluid. For a typical adult, a bladder full of 100 to 150 milliliters of urine will induce . As the volume increases, the urge becomes more urgent, and exceeding 200 milliliters is considered urinary retention. A normal bladder capacity is approximately 400 to 500 milliliters, at which point urination is unavoidable . Although the bladder's elasticity allows it to temporarily hold over 600 or even 1000 milliliters of urine, the resulting pressure is extremely damaging to the bladder and the entire urinary system . Holding in urine is something every girl has experienced, and to reduce the physical ailments and injuries caused by it, their bodies have undergone considerable training and reinforcement. So, for girls who have lived here is nothing special. However, to select bladders large enough to function as human wine bottles, the girls who chose this specialized training course had to immediately challenge their bladder limits: 500 ml of saline solution. And unlike regular urine holding, this test was completely unassisted by urethral plugs. As a result, almost all the girls failed the first training session. After being punished, they went back and tried to train their bladder capacity. It was learned to fill her own bladder… … “You lowly slave Apple, are you better at ‘internal brewing’ or ‘external brewing’?”

"Reporting to the teaching assistant, this lowly slave is dull-witted and has only learned 'external brewing' so far."

"Then, how much can you brew?"

"Reporting to the teaching assistant, this lowly slave... this lowly slave can brew up to 700 ml..." Senior Apple said nervously. Not
only her, but the seniors in the audience also became nervous. Although after development and some damage prevention-type body modifications
, Senior Apple had indeed brewed 700 ml of alcohol once, that was already her limit.

"700 ml? How can that be enough for us teaching assistants to drink? How about this! This time you will advance to the next level and
prepare 750 ml!"

"750? But... but..." Upon hearing that the teaching assistant wanted to increase her limit further,
Senior Apple couldn't help but panic.

"Any objections?" the teaching assistant asked fiercely.

"No... this lowly slave wouldn't dare..." Senior Apple quickly kowtowed and apologized. As a sex slave, even knowing that
doing so would injure her body, she could not have any thoughts of resistance.

"However, time is limited. By the time the wine is ready, everyone will have already left. How about this? I'll let you start brewing from
the semi-mature wine, which will save some time. Now, go and clean the bottle!"

"This lowly slave, Apple, thanks the teaching assistant for her mercy!" Senior Apple sincerely kowtowed to the teaching assistant in gratitude,
then took the cleaning bottle and prepared to clean her bladder, which was about to become a wine vessel. Her movements became swift and
efficient . Having already mentally prepared herself to die,
she was already deeply grateful for the teaching assistant's leniency.

...

Human wine vessel is not a game unique to the academy. There have been club owners who
filled their female slaves' bladders with large amounts of wine and placed them on the table for their guests to enjoy. However, what Senior Apple
learned was not simply to be a vessel for storing wine, but to truly
ferment the raw materials of wine within her body.

And the raw material chosen was the same fruit as her name, "apple." To be precise, it was apple juice that had already
undergone its first fermentation and was beginning to have a wine-like taste.

The skill of brewing wine from a bladder has long been coveted by SM enthusiasts. Even if they can't afford an
entire sex slave with this skill, they're willing to spend a fortune acquiring the bodily wine brewed by these slaves.
Because sex slaves skilled in brewing are so rare, unlike milk which is plentiful and inexpensive, these bodily wines are
often highly sought after.

Compared to ordinary wines, wine brewed from a woman's body possesses a unique, inimitable fragrance,
along with a slight hint of the faint, pungent smell of urine revered as sacred by SM enthusiasts. The lingering warmth from being stored within a woman's body, and
the feminine aura released during arousal, all contribute to the wine's extraordinary quality. Furthermore,
the wine brewed by different sex slaves tastes entirely different. Within the SM enthusiast community, these wines are
named inhabit. Some of the more famous bodily wines are even comparable in value to rare vintage wines.

The terms "internal brewing" and "external brewing" refer to the methods of brewing female body wine. The resulting
wines taste completely different depending on the method.

"External brewing" is a lower-level method where the raw materials for the wine, along with
harmless yeast that can coexist in the human body, are poured into the bladder through the urethra. The urethral opening is then sealed with a cork, allowing
the wine to ferment within the body.

"Internal brewing," on the other hand, involves extensive drug use, dietary control, and
surgery to introduce a type of heterologous sugar that the body cannot metabolize into the bloodstream. This sugar slowly travels through the circulatory system
to the kidneys, where it is then filtered out and flows to the bladder. Only then can the recombinant
yeast metabolize this sugar into alcohol.

Although the unmetabolizable sugars do not directly harm the human body, a portion of the original blood sugar is replaced by these sugars to maintain blood
osmotic pressure for survival.
As a result, the girls involved in the brewing process have almost no physical strength. Moreover, this brewing process is very long-lasting, and
it takes a lot of effort to return to a body capable of brewing after it stops. Therefore,
girls probably spend their entire lives lying in the wine cellar, with catheters inserted to periodically drain the newly brewed wine from their bodies into bottles
for storage. They even need to gather strength to get up and walk.

The tedious and terrifying human modification, the high demands on the body, and the serious harm it causes make
sex slaves capable of brewing "internal wine" very rare. Furthermore, the aroma of internally brewed wine is not as good as externally brewed wine; it only has a higher female
body wine style. Therefore, only heavy "alcohol addicts" would like this kind of wine. Therefore, market demand
is not high. Even a training academy that can produce two hundred sex slaves every year might only produce
one female slave with the "internal brewing" specialty every few years.

None of the girls in the same specialty training class as Apple were chosen
to learn this cruel brewing method, which meant lifelong imprisonment. This made her breathe a sigh of relief, deeply
feeling that she was already very fortunate. However, in reality, brewing externally brewed wine was only slightly better…

"

First, the lowly slave must drain the dirty water from the inside of the filthy wine bottle, then clean it thoroughly
before brewing pure and delicious wine."

Apple, who already had extensive experience with bladder enema, explained as she inserted a catheter into
the urethra, which had been tortured countless times by the same method.

A woman's urethra is shorter and straighter than a man's. Furthermore, the female slaves here almost all wear urethral plugs and
locks. So, although the urethra doesn't have the same elasticity as the intestines or vagina,
with prior lubrication and Apple's skilled urethral muscle relaxation techniques, the catheter seems to
penetrate directly into the bladder deep within the urethra without resistance. Instantly, a pale yellow liquid flows from the catheter into the collection
bottle.

This urine, collected in the bottle, will be poured into the mouth of the student on duty during the next toilet opening period…

As the urine in the bladder is gradually drained, Apple experiences a strong sense of pleasure and comfort from the sudden release after holding her urine for so long.
She lingers, pausing her work, but then quickly realizes
she's about to plummet from heaven to hell…

Bladder

brewing is among the most painful and risky of all the various specialties. However,
girls who learn this specialty enjoy two privileges that other girls rarely have. One of them is…
The first privilege is the ability to perform catheterization before brewing; the second is the preservation of the "chastity" of the urethra.

However, no girl would envy the girls who possess these two privileges,
because these privileges are only given to them by the drinkers…

The first privilege is because the amount of urine stored in the bladder varies each time the wine is brewed,
resulting in a significant difference in the quality of the wine. Moreover, drinkers prefer to taste the small amount of fresh urine slowly injected through the
ureter .

The second privilege is because no man desires the fishy smell of other
men's this would completely contaminate the entire bottle. Therefore, when the urethra is formally developed later,
these girls, who have already used their bladders as wine vessels, can be "temporarily" spared the tragic
fate .

However, these two privileges only protect the rights of the drinkers and offer no benefit whatsoever to the girls themselves
.

Although they had a few more opportunities to urinate than other girls, they were then subjected to
a method: large amounts of fluid were forced into their vaginas and sealed in. If there was a designated time for urination during this process,
they could only watch helplessly as other girls displayed comfortable expressions while urinating, having no
right .

The chastity they supposedly maintained through their urinary tract was, in reality, a lie. Although she wouldn't be invaded by the teaching assistant or other men's real
ancient artifacts, the urinary hole development would still continue for the sake of future buyers, only now
it would be done using mechanical methods like fake ancient artifacts or electric ancient artifacts. The future owner could decide whether to continue providing wine to the customers
or directly puncture the bottle opening, turning the bladder into a urinary hole like a regular female slave...

"

Next, this lowly slave will pour these bottles of bottle cleaning solution into my wine bottles one by one for cleaning."
In front of Senior Apple were five bottles of unidentified liquid in transparent bottles, each containing at least
300 to 500 milliliters of liquid. This would be poured into Senior Apple's bladder one by one,
giving the girls in the audience goosebumps just by looking at it.

However, this cleaning solution wasn't meant to further torture the already damaged girl's bladder;
on contrary, it was actually protecting the bladder and even the entire urinary system.

While external brewing doesn't cause the same systemic harm as internal brewing, it's still enough to leave the girls with
a host of urinary tract infections. At school, the brewing ingredients are sterilized to
maintain a near-sterile environment in the girls' bladders. However, outside of school, it's
hard to say what might happen. Therefore, the only thing the girls can do is use these cleansing solutions, either before or after intercourse
, to instill preventative measures such as thickening and strengthening the bladder lining, boosting their immunity
, or even altering the bladder's pH to make it unsuitable for bacterial growth.

However, another part of the training is to ensure the girls
adhere to . Therefore, these girls have simulated urethritis and cystitis infections—
common ailments among specialized sex slaves—several times. The serious illness that Apple suffered before was caused by this,
and it was even deliberately arranged by the school...

Apple knew that the school wanted her to be given the cleaning solution for her health,
and even though she knew it was only because she was the school's property, she still gratefully did the step more
thoroughly . Not only would she hold the tube in for a while after it was poured in, but she would even roll around on the ground to make sure
every corner of her bladder was soaked in the cleaning solution. The enslaved girls who didn't understand the reason thought that the teaching assistants
were using this method to make Apple suffer more, and their faces turned pale with fright.

After the fifth bottle of cleaning solution was completely poured in and expelled, the main event finally began. A bottle of semi-
finished apple cider for external brewing and about 10 ml of concentrated "special alcoholic yeast liquid".

Based on the analysis of countless previous experiments, trainers have been able to roughly determine
how long it takes for this alcoholic yeast, which can coexist peacefully with the human body, to
ferment into a sweet wine.

The human body temperature is 37 degrees Celsius, while the optimal temperature for alcoholic yeast activity is around 35 degrees Celsius. Too high a temperature
will drastically reduce the fermentation rate and may even kill the yeast. Therefore, the fruit juice being infused
is usually kept below body temperature.

Apple slowly poured the half-cold apple cider into her bladder, involuntarily shivering
. However, the cold liquid temporarily numbed the nerves around her bladder, preventing an immediate
strong urge to urinate or a feeling of fullness.

Nevertheless, this already unbearable fullness was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress; even after only
half , Apple already felt an intense urge to urinate.

"You lowly slave Apple, please, teaching assistant, help this lowly slave... put the wine into... the bottle... and seal it..."
While urinating, the bending of her body compressed her bladder, increasing the feeling of fullness. Eventually, all her strength seemed to be drained by the nerves
around her unable to exert any more force. Therefore, even knowing the teaching assistant wouldn't show her any mercy, Apple
still had to lie down and beg the teaching assistant beside her to help inject the remaining liquid.

The teaching assistant didn't disappoint, violently
injecting , adding 50 ml more than her previous limit
—an excessive and cruel torture that caused Apple's eyes to roll back and she to faint instantly.

However, she was awakened shortly after falling unconscious by an intense urge to urinate. A long, sturdy cork plug had been
inserted into , extending downwards across most of it.
It was secured with a locked padlock, making it impossible to remove without unlocking
.

"Assistant… this lowly slave needs to urinate… ah… no… this lowly slave… dares not… but… this lowly slave can't take it…
assistant … this lowly slave… is going to break… bladder… ah… it will burst…"

Seeing Apple stammering incoherently, yet still hesitant to ask the assistants for relief,
the assistants were already quite satisfied. Excretion is a basic bodily instinct, and with her bladder already
overflowing beyond human tolerance, Apple was nearing madness, unable to think of anything.
But she swallowed back the words she was about to say, which also showed how successful she was in enslaving and training her.

On the other hand, they were also a little worried about Apple's health. Last time, when
brewing 700 ml of wine, a doctor was present and monitored the whole time to ensure it went smoothly. If
something , the instructors wouldn't let them off the hook.

Since they had already poured out so much wine, reducing it was impossible. The only way to change things was to
shorten the brewing time. If they started brewing from the raw materials, even if the yeast was activated from its dormant
state , it would usually take three to six hours. The longer it brewed, the stronger the aroma and body odor would be,
but too long a time would cause the wine to spoil due to the high temperature, and it could even harm the female slave's
body. Now they were starting to brew the wine at a semi-mature state, which would greatly reduce the time.

"Alright, you can go to the side and brew slowly for now! You can open the bottle after the next performance."
Finally, one of the instructors compromised. They carried Apple to the side and laid her flat, slightly elevating her
lower abdomen, and began preparing for the next performance. The instructors

knew that a single performance wouldn't be enough time to brew this much alcohol at a normal drinking rate, but fortunately or unfortunately, when the trainers were calculating the girls' optimal brewing time , they discovered that the optimal brewing time actually decreased significantly once the alcohol intake reached a certain level. This was why the instructors wanted Apple to brew such a large quantity of alcohol at once. They hadn't yet figured out the reason, but perhaps the girls involved could clearly feel that when the amount of fluid in their bladders reached a certain level, the bladder muscles were almost constantly spasming, actually churning the fluid and mixing it more thoroughly. However, Apple at that moment was unable to think or perceive anything; she was already pale pain, sweating profusely, and had fainted and woken up countless times in just a few minutes. She wasn't sure if she'd heard the teaching assistants' "mercy," but sensing their kindness, she managed a weak warm expression, unable to offer any thanks. The third performer, also feeling remorse for not wanting her classmate to suffer so much, rushed on as quickly as possible, hoping to relieve Apple's suffering sooner... [Bonus Chapter] Seniors' Specialty Performance (Part 3): Breast Scale While Apple was enduring the pain of her bladder being full, the next performer's time would determine her suffering. Therefore , every senior who might be called up to perform felt immense pressure. Finally, the third performer called on was the proudly large-breasted senior. Senior Sister Yaya was no stranger to any of the junior girls. Besides , she had also met them during registration when she was in charge of distributing brand-name condoms. At that time, she led the demonstration of how to use the two types of condoms, using two different methods to torture her own nipples. Even now, every junior girl who sees her still vividly remembers the intense pain in her left nipple . In fact, her G-cup breasts, which are still very firm and well-proportioned, have suffered more torment and damage . Even her self-introduction focused on reporting her physical data on her chest. Although it was still full of obscenity, it was much more normal than other things like "anal sensitivity" or "anal contraction frequency" . However, after introducing her specialties, Senior Sister hesitated. Time was of the essence, and to minimize the harm and pain for Senior Sister Applet, Senior Sister had to choose the one with the shortest time requirement from among the several specialties she had already mastered. But in reality, the performance time for many specialties wasn't something she could control. Take, for example, the specialty that Ayumi-senpai is most often asked to perform: "breast feasts." This includes things like spreading jam on her breasts or whipped cream on her nipples for the audience to taste; sucking her entire breast into a large bowl, then jumping up and down to make her breasts swing until milk flows out, which she then collects in the bowl ; and lying on the ground after being injected with a powerful lactation agent, watching the milk, produced automatically flow down from her nipples, which are at the highest point of her body when she's lying flat, and even applying slight force. The "breast eruption" that caused her to ejaculate ... These specialty performances were relatively easy and less likely to fail for Senior Sister Yaya. However, these performances could only be stopped after the teaching assistants had their fill of fun. Once, because there were many teaching assistants , and they all wanted to taste her soft breasts, she had to keep pouring jam on them, wiping them dry with a towel after each assistant had enjoyed them, and then pouring new jam for another teaching assistant to taste. By the time every teaching assistant had tasted them, more than three hours had passed. Now, there are quite a few teaching assistants in this classroom, and sometimes even innocent girls are called up to enjoy her breast delicacies. Therefore, Senior Sister Yaya dared not perform these "signature dishes" at this time. Instead, she suggested a performance project that she could control the end time better, but she was not sure she could succeed: "Artificial Balance Scales". The teaching assistants, accustomed to watching her perform various breast feats, were somewhat taken aback and disappointed when she announced she would be performing something that wouldn't satisfy appetites. However, this feeling didn't last long; whenever they ordered, Senior Sister Aya would readily offer her breasts for them to feast on. Occasionally, it was nice to see her perform other talents, a change of pace! Besides, a delicious treat was already brewing nearby… The "Artificial Balance," like Senior Sister Aya's other specialties, was specifically designed to torture women's breasts. More accurately, the performer had to offer her own breasts as a balance scale, suspending pans on either side of her breasts or nipples, using the pain of being pulled to determine the weight of items placed on the scales . This specialty wasn't actually a performance favored by the customers; it was merely for amusement. However, in order master this skill, the girls had to undergo very tedious and painful training. It was only in this way...

While suffering, they probably couldn't imagine that this skill was actually caused by
the unintentional obsession of a senior female student, leading to such heart-wrenching pain for the girls learning this skill…

Hanging

nipple weights on both nipples and watching the fragile breasts sway with painful expressions
has always been one of the ways buyers to toy with female slaves, especially those with fuller breasts who have to endure this
pain. Sometimes, this torment can last for most of the day. If they hadn't sculpted their bodies through exercise and drugs,
their breasts would have already started to sag from not wearing bras for so long.

Some people prefer the unbalanced feeling of one weight being heavier than the other,
and some even only hang weights on one side. Some teaching assistants also train female slaves to hang weights on their nipples in this way.
The weights that were originally hanging from both nipples were moved to the same side. So while one breast was freed,
the other had to endure twice the weight being pulled. This was an
unbearable .

"Please...no...assistant...this lowly slave...please...don't hang...don't hang on the right...the right nipple is being stretched...
it'll be stretched..." Once, a girl
pleaded with the assistant after the assistant moved the weights from her left breast to her right.

Whether by coincidence or design, each time she was subjected to twice the weight, it was always her right breast. The
initial weight was manageable, but it gradually increased. She was constantly gripped by the fear of an unbalanced and ugly figure—one breast being pulled
down , the other nipple being stretched—because they could only rely on
their bodies to make a living. If their bodies were ruined, they would be completely ruined.

She didn't beg the instructors to remove the nipple pendants; she only hoped they could occasionally hang them on her left side so her
right breast could relax. However, the instructors didn't let go of her right breast, which was already carrying twice the weight. Instead
, they brought out new pendants, chuckling, "If you're worried about the weight being uneven, I'll hang new
pendants on your left side to keep things balanced, okay?"

Although this didn't alleviate the burden on her right breast at all, it at least eased the girl's
worst fear. Besides, she had no right to refuse and could only gratefully accept this extra
gift .

However, since the pendants came in pairs, the two heavier ones were on her right breast,
while the lighter ones were on her left. Even though both nipples were being pulled
as if they were about to break, the girl could still clearly feel a significant difference in the weight on each breast
.

"How's it going? Is it balanced now?" The teaching assistants casually added,
not even considering the different weights of the nipple weights. The girl instinctively replied, "No...not enough,
the left one too light..." This stunned the teaching assistants present.

From the girl's perspective, she couldn't resist the nipple weights hanging on her chest. She only wanted
the gravitational pull on both breasts to be the same, or at least close. To achieve
this , she felt it was necessary to intensify the torment on her left breast.

Clearly, the nipple weights the teaching assistants had attached weren't achieving her goal.

The teaching assistants knew that the later weights were lighter, the same weight the girl had previously had.
With prolonged training, the weight of the nipple weights had increased significantly. However, in their view,
the girl only wanted weights on both sides, not realizing that this still wouldn't satisfy her obsession.

Intrigued, the teaching assistants decided to put the girl's breasts to a greater test, so they fetched
several more breast weights of varying weights.

"How's it going? Which side needs more weight now?" an assistant asked.

"Left...left side..." the girl stammered, secretly feeling guilty towards her left breast,
believing her right breast was the burden.

However, as the left breast weight increased, the assistants deliberately waited until the weights of both breast weights were similar, then
intentionally chose a particularly heavy weight and hung it on the left breast, which the girl felt still needed more weight. With the added weight
, the girl clearly felt that her left breast was bearing more weight than her right.

"Ah! No, it's too heavy! The left side is too heavy, take it away!" the girl cried out anxiously. Her right
breast was already bearing twice the weight of the weight already added, and now the left side felt
more than twice that weight, causing her pain as she urgently asked the assistant to remove the excessively heavy weight.

"The left side is too heavy, so should we increase the weight on the right?" The teaching assistant had no intention of removing the weight; on the contrary,
he intended to intensify the already lighter nipple's suffering. The girl's breasts
were being manipulated like a balance scale...

"Now, which side is heavier?" The teaching assistant hung a new nipple weight on the girl's right nipple.
The girl could feel the pulling pain on her right nipple surpassing that on her left. At this moment, the teaching assistant picked up another
nipple weight. The girl looked at the weight of that weight and knew that after hanging it back on the lighter side, it would surpass
the weight . Continuing to answer like this was a never-ending trap.

"Replying to the teaching assistant, both sides... are the same weight..." To avoid further torment, she lied guiltily.

"The same weight?" The teaching assistant saw through the girl's dishonesty and deliberately said, "Then I'll go get a scale.
If the two sides are not the same weight, then you're lying!"

Upon hearing this, the girl turned pale with fright. Although they were constantly being
harassed ... But for the school, which values integrity, the punishment for female slaves caught lying
is anything but "small"...

"No...it's different..." The girl finally had to quickly change her tune, "The left one is heavier...please hang it on the slave's
left nipple..." As she spoke, she resented her own loose tongue, which had now put her in a difficult position.

"Then why did you say they were the same weight?"

"Because...the slave's nipples...are almost numb...they hurt the same...they're almost being pulled off..." This wasn't
a lie. Originally, their training progress meant that the weight of the nipple weight on each side was still in the early 100 grams,
but the teaching assistants had been hanging the girls on the same side with twice the weight, and now, in order to achieve balance, the weight had been continuously increased, and
the weight of the nipples on both sides was almost 300 grams, and the nipples were already almost purple from being pulled.

Although the girls here eventually managed to bounce their nipples with at least a kilogram of weight
, this was achieved through a slow process of increasing weight and injecting nutrients to make the nipples more
tolerant . The current weight was far beyond what the girls were capable of.

The teaching assistants were worried they might actually tear off the girls' nipples, which would drastically reduce their attractiveness, so they planned to
end the session . However, this unexpected game was unwilling to end there.

"Alright! You can choose for yourself!" Finally, the teaching assistant came up with this way to end the session. "If you
can make both sides weigh the same, we'll end this lesson."

So, the girls, whose breasts were almost stretched to the point of numbness, had to carefully choose the
right weight for their nipples to balance the weight on both sides before they could end this nipple ordeal.

At the time, she never imagined that while she was quietly choosing nipple weights, the teaching assistants would invent this
game based on her experience. She also never imagined that she would later be resented by countless younger students who needed to learn this skill
… Shiro-senpai was one of the victims of that senior's legacy. Back then, the weight of the nipple weights that senior

chose actually resulted in a significant difference in the tension on each nipple. Because of the prolonged use of excessively heavy objects, the nipples were already fatigued, and the teaching assistants didn't reprimand her further. However, after so many years, every girl training for this skill can no longer be so perfunctory; they must strive for accuracy. Even the preparation beforehand is much more extensive… the weights used to hold the nipples have changed from the original nipple weights to two scales, each below the nipples, thus overcoming the weight limitations of the nipple weights and allowing the placement of anything within the weight capacity . Even with mechanized manufacturing, the two weighing pans will have a slight difference in weight. Or, to be more precise, even if both pans weigh the same, if the nipples are positioned or in different conditions, they will feel like two different "weights" to Ng-chan. Unlike machines, the human body cannot use standardized electronic sensors to provide precise data. Instead, it can only rely on the stimulation and pain caused by the weight pulling on the nipples or breasts to barely sense the difference in the strength of the pull . Although girls who have undergone body modifications have nipple sensitivity that is extraordinary, it is still difficult for them to judge the absolute weight of the objects hanging on them. It's like a balance scale without markings, only able to distinguish the weight on each side. Therefore, in order to accurately judge the weight of the items placed on both pans, the pans feel equally heavy to Ng-chan when nothing else is placed on them. Therefore, the first step after setting up the scale pans is the same as with any balance scale: zeroing. The rope above the pans uses circular clips to attach to the girls' nipples. These clips have a specially designed spring; turning the spring allows for slight movement of the clips while maintaining a tight grip. The scale pans are adjusted in this way; the closer the clips are to the base of the nipple, the lighter the perceived "weight." Conversely, the further away, the more sensitive Once both nipples feel equally painful, the initial zeroing is complete. However, this is only the initial zeroing step. Next, equal weights must be placed on both pans for a second, fine-tuning. Especially when the actual weight difference between the two pans is significant, this second fine-tuning often takes considerable time. "Reporting to the teaching assistant, the nipple balance of this lowly slave, kayuu, has been zeroed out." Not long after, kayuu-senpai attempted to zero it out three times by adding weights. She was eager to complete this performance. The sensitivity of nipples to pulling on heavy objects decreases rapidly over time, so the longer it takes, the less accurate it becomes to compare the weight of the objects on both sides. However, this time, kayuu-senpai's zeroing time was still much shorter than the previous times. This was because she was eager to complete the performance so that her classmates, who were still suffering in agony, could be released quickly. "Very well, then you can weigh this electric ancient artifact first!" One of the teaching assistants picked up a pre-prepared electric fake ancient artifact and threw it directly onto the scale pan on Senior's left nipple. The sudden impact caused the scale pan to wobble from side to side, making Senior feel a pulling force far exceeding its actual weight. However, during her specialty performance, to avoid any suspicion of cheating, and because physical contact was not allowed, she couldn't use her hands to stop the scale pan. By the time the scale pan finally calmed down a bit, her nipple had already begun to adapt to the level of pain from the pulling. Senior knew in her heart that if she was any slower, the weight of this object would be inaccurate , so she quickly used tweezers to pick up a 100-gram weight from the box and gently placed it on the scale pan on her right nipple. Just like the rules for using a balance scale, you place a weight on one side and then add weights to the other side. Once the weights on both sides are equal, you calculate the total weight of the weights on the scale pan to determine the actual weight of the object. However, in normal balance scale operation, weights are always placed on one side, and if the weight is too heavy, you can remove lighter weights. The rule for an artificial balance scale is that you can only add weights, not remove them. If you accidentally add too many weights, you can only add new weights to the other side of the scale pan. Just like the senior students who first created this specialty. Therefore, girls who learn this specialty have a certain level of sensitivity to weight; at the very least, they should be able to estimate how much weight to use to avoid adding too many weights and causing unnecessary discomfort. In the blink of an eye, Senior Sister had placed three 100-gram weights on the right pan of the scale. She paused, focusing all her attention on her nipples, carefully feeling the difference in pain between them. Originally, the side with the electric ancient artifact should have been slightly heavier, but the sensory nerves in her left nipple were already fatigued, resulting in almost . However, based on her previous experience, she knew that the weights weren't actually enough, so she carefully added another 10-gram weight.

"Reporting to the teaching assistant, I've weighed this ancient electric artifact. It weighs 310 grams."
Senior Sister Kakashi finished speaking, awaiting her judgment.

"Hmm...it should weigh 325 grams, 15 grams off!" The teaching assistant
said, feigning disappointment after weighing it on the electronic scale.

"Yes...this humble servant's scales have a flaw. I humbly request the teaching assistant to 'fix' this humble servant properly."

Actually, this result was already considered "accurate," especially for Senior Sister who had just started practicing this skill and
was eager to complete it. However, no matter how accurate it was, there would still be some error, giving the teaching assistants room to be critical. When a teaching assistant was in a bad mood, even a difference of only two or three grams would result in severe punishment
for failure . But now, the teaching assistants were eager to see the performances to come and didn't want to put too much effort into punishing Ng Ng-senpai. In the end, they simply gave each breast one lash for every gram of whipping, which meant each breast would be whipped fifteen times. After presenting the rattan whip to the teaching assistant in charge of the punishment, Ng Ng-senpai firmly straightened her chest and accepted what she believed to be the punishment she deserved. "Crack!" "Clang!" The first lash struck above Ng Ng-senpai's left breast, making a crisp sound, and as the whip tip fell downwards, it struck the scale plate still hanging below the nipple, producing a second metallic clang. Although the weights and counterweights on the scale had been removed, the downward on the scale, pulling down hard on Senior Sister's nipples again, causing her to let out a low moan and her body to curl up with the pull. However, the curling up was only for a moment. When the teaching assistant raised the rattan whip again, Senior Sister had already straightened up , allowing her breasts to endure the second, third, and so on. To the younger female students who had not yet undergone whipping training, the thought of their breasts being whipped so severely was painful just to watch. But for Senior Sister Sister, this was already a very merciful punishment. After enduring the punishment of thirty lashes, Senior Sister Ng, whose once fair breasts were now covered with whip marks, thanked the teaching assistant again for the punishment before being allowed to remove the scale and rest.

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