【Born to be a Slave】(Sixteen) Author: xxin

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Author: xxin
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(Sixteen)
Skillfully opened a bottle of medical glycerin, diluted it with cooled boiled water at a ratio of one to two, and
heated half of it in a water bath. Then, cleaned a bunch of hideous and evil sex toys one by one and threw them into the sterilizer.
These preparations before the training were of course done by the slave. I don't know about other submissives, but I
quite enjoyed the preparation process. These carefully prepared materials would eventually be applied
to Lanlan's lewd and perverted body, and that alone was enough to make Lanlan's body start to heat up. Especially that
big bottle of enema solution, which was an absolute nightmare that made people wish they were dead. The more seriously I prepared, the more
chaotic pleasure it brought. Like slowly tightening the noose around her neck, or actively climbing the high
platform to sacrifice the demon, this ritual process is the essence of SM.
"You'll be crying and wailing in front of Andy again in a moment, your juices flowing freely. The more you tremble with fear, the more you'll go
crazy with love!"
After preparations were complete, I went to the door of the training room, fastened the leash to the collar, put on a blindfold, and
knelt down quietly.
This waiting was also a kind of pleasure.
...
The sound of footsteps came from the stairs, calm and quiet.
In recent days, I had memorized his voice and scent as well as I knew Andy's face. Because I was fascinated by the helplessness and excitement of wearing the blindfold, I used my ears, nose, lips, 　　tongue, and skin more to deeply understand my master
during training . Distinguishing the subtle differences in the taste of semen each day, judging my 　　master's joys and sorrows from the sound of his footsteps, was both a requirement for the slave and the pleasure of being a slave. Therefore, understanding my master was always 　　a major part of each training session. I was often required to wear a blindfold and, in a dog-like posture, rummage through a pile of clothes 　　to find underwear that carried my master's scent. Every bit of progress, not to mention the anticipation of my master's reward, 　　the increased sense of belonging alone was enough to make me incredibly happy. 　　Footsteps stopped in front of me, and the familiar scent of men's cologne wafted to my nose. I couldn't help but raise my head and extend 　　my tongue to explore. Warm, strong hands caressed my ear, then my neck, chest, and back, moving over my entire body. This was 　　the prelude to Andy's every session, his unique way of communicating with me. My body temperature 　　rose steadily under his caresses, trembling uncontrollably when his fingers touched my sensitive spots. I desperately raised my hips, spread my legs, and my private 　　parts greedily chased after his fingers, feeling the warmth and love emanating from his touch. 　　Finally, after he affectionately patted my cheek, and I retaliated by chasing and licking his fingers, Andy stood up, took the leash, and walked forward. Now, even in the darkness, I could 　　keep up with my master's steps 　　lightly and perfectly, my shoulders and back rubbing intimately against his trousers as I swayed. 　　As the glycerin-soaked tube easily parted my shy anus, the cool sensation sent 　　a shiver down my spine. Although I was no stranger to enemas, my fear of them remained undiminished. A surge of 　　heat flowed into my rear, the glycerin almost instantly stimulating my intestinal walls. But the first time was just cleaning 　　; the real pain was yet to come. After enduring for over a minute, I ejaculated completely. Hearing the loud spray 　　, I felt a slight shame. Although in front of my master, I didn't mind, and even enjoyed, 　　exposing my most private and shameful side, such an unladylike act of excretion was still embarrassing. 　　Afterward, I lay on the mat, recovering my strength, listening to Andy busily performing the procedure. Now I couldn't help 　　him anymore; Andy had to do everything himself. It seemed he should find an assistant so he could sit to the side, 　　legs crossed, enjoying the slave's service—that would be more like a master. 　　As I tried to calm my fear with wild thoughts, the second enema began. This time, the enema fluid was noticeably 　　hotter, and I twisted my waist slightly, feeling the heat almost unbearable inside. Just as I was blaming Andy for not controlling 　　the water temperature properly, a sudden chill froze one of my passages. 　　I screamed "Ahhh!" and pounded my fists wildly: "You stinky Andy, that's not how you use ice and fire 　　! 　　Why are all masters so vengeful? It's only been a day, and they're already using it on their female slaves 　　!" The alternating chills and scalding heat exploded deep within my body, the intense stimulation causing me 　　to tremble. I could only lie there, gritting my teeth and clenching my fists to endure it. 　　Finally, an inflatable anal plug was inserted into my anus, then mercilessly inflated to its maximum size. After practicing for a while 　　, I could easily tolerate a three-finger width, largely thanks to this plug. But this usually terrifying 　　tool now made me breathe a sigh of relief. I was about to burst, so I figured a bigger one wouldn't 　　leak. 　　"Lanlan, suck it out for your master, or you'll be punished." The familiar big cock was thrust into my mouth. 　　I skillfully opened my mouth, took it in, and circled the glans with my tongue. Compared to my own organs, I was now more 　　familiar with my master's genitals. Including where the erogenous zones were, and the way my master liked to suck. While my lower body 　　could still hold up, I quickly got to work hard. 　　Andy especially liked me to give him oral sex after an enema. According to him, when I was in excruciating pain down there 　　, the sucking from above would be extra powerful. But even so, with my longest record of 8 minutes, unless 　　my master went easy on me, if I didn't work hard enough, I would only be punished. 　　But soon I couldn't think about anything else. My stomach was churning in waves, it hurt so much! The pain 　　was unbearable; my toes curled to their limit as I desperately pushed the penis against my throat, as if that would 　　distract me from the excruciating pain in my lower abdomen. Soon, this spasmodic, unbearable pain blurred my senses. Was there pleasure 　　? I didn't know; I only knew I was dying from the agony, as if many hands were pulling at 　　my intestines in different directions, tying knots every now and then. If only I could pass out, I wouldn't have to tremble in this pain. 　　Finally, when I could no longer control myself and began to resist unconsciously, Andy opened the vent valve, and the enema fluid 　　and the anal plug gushed out simultaneously. I collapsed, all my strength exhausted from struggling against the excruciating pain. Even...

I had the illusion that my internal organs were being expelled along with the enema fluid, and my abdomen lost sensation for a short time.
Only seven and a half minutes had passed; it seemed this was my limit.
Thankfully, the pain from the enema subsided quickly afterward, except for a feeling of weakness and limpness. I lazily
lay there waiting for Andy's treatment. It didn't matter; it wouldn't be more painful than an enema anyway. Master, it's not that I
'm not trying; those who endure half an hour of suffering are just characters in novels.
"Pick a spot yourself..." A bell rang.
I quickly and obediently stuck out my tongue.
"...No clamps." Tsk, bad master seems to be in a good mood today, constantly teasing me.
Soon, four clamps were attached to my nipples and labia, connected by long silver chains. With a slight flick of the master's fingers,
accompanied by intense physical stimulation, a melodious bell rang from below. Actually, I quite liked this "punishment." The clamps with silver bells 　　were beautiful
both visually and aurally !
The girl's love of beauty somewhat offset the physical pain. And this way, she could better "seduce
" her master; Lanlan loved seeing her master's lecherous gaze!
Then Andy removed my blindfold, and for the last time, I gave myself an enema. This time it was pure water; it seemed
it would be left in for a while. My little hands, still weak, slowly squeezed the sac, pumping it little by little into my
body, feeling the liquid gurgling in my rectum. Waves of slight swelling, then relief, then more slight
swelling—it must be the water army breaking through barriers, gradually taking over my body, right?
800 ml of liquid entered my body, and my lower abdomen swelled slightly. Then I put on my favorite
pure white fluffy tail and tried crawling around. Although it was plugged, I felt like it was going to leak out. My lower abdomen felt
a little heavy; I wondered if it was just my imagination. When I'm pregnant in the future, with a big belly,
will I still be led around like this by my master?
As Andy led me to the garage, I couldn't suppress my nervousness and shame. This was my first time riding
in Andy's car; was my owner really going to take me for a drive like this? There were two cars in the garage, probably luxury cars
, but at that point, I knew nothing about cars. When my owner tried to lead me into a convertible, I
panicked, looking pitifully at Andy, shrugging and barking in protest against his command. The car
was too low; even curled up under the seat, I couldn't cover myself, and I couldn't accept such shameful exposure.
"Good girl, trust your owner, let's go for a walk in the back hills. It's night now, we won't encounter anyone."
"...Woof!" The little female dog finally couldn't resist Andy's half-encouragement, half-coercion, and was forced to climb into the car.
Andy skillfully started the car and sped out of the villa. The streetlights were already on, and
the summer heat hadn't dissipated. I panicked and tried to shrink under the seat, but my upper body was still exposed. I'd driven these
roads all the way on my electric scooter, but this time I was being carried around naked! Even though
I didn't see anyone, I was still incredibly nervous and ashamed.
"Climb onto the seat. A bitch should behave like a bitch, otherwise you'll embarrass your master," Andy
said slowly.
Ugh, I was already so ashamed, and my master was still humiliating me, my genitals were dripping wet with lust. Just
as I was about to righteously refuse, Andy shamelessly pulled the scooter over to the side of the road.
I was ashamed, angry, and anxious, but I had no bargaining power at this point, and people
were about to walk by. Bad master, you win! Helplessly, I climbed onto the seat, knelt, and buried my head under the windshield,
letting others see my white buttocks.
The scooter circled the road twice, arriving at the innermost part of the villa, where there was an iron gate. Andy pressed a button on
the remote, opened the gate, and the car drove onto a secluded mountain road.
There were no streetlights here, and even with the car lights on, it was still dark around us. We
hadn't encountered anyone along the way, and I gradually relaxed a little. A gust of night wind made the urge to relieve myself, which I hadn't paid attention to before, much stronger
.
"Andy, can you stop the car? I can't take it anymore!"
Actually, I could barely hold it in now; I used to always force myself to. But now I realize that owners
have a mischievous penchant for teasing their slaves. If I hold it in now, I'll still be tormented by my owner when I can't hold it in anymore. Before,
I was just being silly and stupid; it's better to give in early and beg for mercy a few more times to make my owner happy.
Andy tilted her head, pretending not to hear.
"Woof...woof!" Okay, okay, the little bitch gave in; looks like she's going to be played with by her owner today.
"Lanlan, the task from earlier isn't finished yet!"
Tsk, my owner is really wicked! But I'm not much better; looking at the scene before me, I'm also itching
to do something.
"Andy, are you sure you won't drive the car off a cliff?"
"Don't doubt your master's willpower! If you can't suck it out, just tie the little bitch to the back of the car and walk her back!"
Okay, the little bitch was already so aroused that she couldn't control herself, and she lay on Andy's lap looking for something delicious
. Licking, sucking, and licking, she used all the training she had, even squeezing juice out of a rock! Ugh, this position is too
awkward, I can't get any grip anywhere, or maybe my master's skills have improved today, because I still couldn't suck out
the sweet juice from the lollipop by the time Andy stopped the car.
"Okay, get down, little bitch!" Andy parked the car on the side of the road, opened the car door, and took
the dog leash from my neck.
"Master, hug me!" I was already dazed and flirtatious, taking advantage of my passion to beg my master.
"Okay, Lanlan, be good, Master will hug you!" Andy smiled and lifted me down by the waist, giving my
clitoris a light pinch with one hand. Accompanied by the mother dog's seductive moans, a stream of thick, sticky fluid spurted onto Andy
's hand.
After a while of playful frolicking, I reluctantly climbed off Andy, rubbing my
cheek against his trouser leg. Being with my master is truly intoxicating; I don't have to think about anything, I'm simply enveloped in happiness.
We're still on a mountain path, but we're nearing the summit. Through the gaps in the roadside bushes, I can see scattered lights at the foot of the distant mountains
. The trees cast large shadows, and the distant rocks appear strangely
shaped.
Andy didn't speak, and I followed quietly, the only sound the clear tinkling of the bells beneath me. After
a few steps, it dawned on me how bright it was tonight. There were no car headlights or other lights, yet visibility
was still excellent. Looking up, ah, a bright, clear moon, its gentle light bathing the tranquil mountains below—it was
like a beautifully rendered print, evoking a sense of profound tranquility.
Is it Mid-Autumn Festival? No…oh dear, it's Ghost Festival! I remember celebrating it in my hometown as a child, burning paper money
, lighting lanterns, and offering sacrifices to the spirits. It's said that the gates of hell open wide today, and all the ghosts, big and small, come out; children
are absolutely forbidden from going out at night. Turning to look at Andy, hmm, he's a foreigner, no wonder he's out! And
me? The judges and little ghosts probably wouldn't even look at a little bitch, right?
Hehe, what am I thinking! As a child, I was terrified of the Ghost Festival,
and even now, I'm still a little scared. But with my owner by my side, he can handle any ghosts or monsters! Oh no, here we go again? Ouch
—I can't take it anymore!
I bit my owner's trouser leg, pleading pitifully, "Woof...woof!"
But just then, a bright beam of light shone down. Startled, I instantly forgot the pain and shrank
behind Andy.
"Little bitch, someone's here to see you! Seize the opportunity!" Andy, ignoring my resistance, dragged me
to the middle of the road. Ahead, a tall jeep slowly came to a stop, its dazzling headlights completely enveloping
the female dog's writhing, snow-white body.
Overwhelmed by endless shame and intense physical stimulation, the female dog was unable to resist effectively, collapsing
to the ground, her body convulsing and trembling, emitting meaningless whimpers, her lower body already soaked
. The moment the anal plug attached to the dog's tail was pulled out, a gush of fluid shot into the air like a fountain
, then slowly subsided until it became a trickle.
Annoying Andy, with his camera, snapped away incessantly until the Jeep impatiently honked its horn
. The sharp, loud bang jolted me awake from my ecstasy, and I realized with shame that I was still
exposing my obscene body under the bright headlights. But I had no strength left in my limbs, and could only struggle to move to the side of the road.
The Jeep immediately roared past me, its powerful engine seeming to push me away.
Andy patted my buttocks, signaling me to lift myself. But the little bitch couldn't do it;
after a couple of attempts, she slumped back down like a noodle. The orgasm, the excretion after the enema, and
the shame and tension of being exposed—any one of these was enough to drain all my strength. The consequence was that the female dog
had completely lost her ability to think and control her body, and could only watch blankly as her owner manipulated her body.
Today, her owner was in a high mood, and after two unsuccessful attempts, he simply picked me up in a position as if he were holding me to urinate
. I'm not particularly short among my classmates, but I'm no match for the tall Andy. Judging from
his relaxed manner, it was probably no different from holding a real pet dog.
I was still dazed at this moment, and tried to turn my head to find Andy's face, but a thick, hard penis had already
firmly squeezed into my buttocks. Perhaps the constantly flowing vaginal fluid provided good lubrication for the penis,
perhaps my anus had been relaxed as much as possible after the dilation and enema, or perhaps the shameful position made my entire body weight
rest on this fulcrum. Although I began to cry out in pain and twist my body in panic due to the unprecedented pressure
, my owner's will continued to advance without any hindrance, easily splitting my body like a wedge
.
The first time I had such a large penis inside me, it hurt so much that tears streamed down my face. My anus felt like it was being torn apart, the pain excruciating. But any struggle would only bring more pain, so I could only endure the agony and 　　desperately try to relax my body, attempting to adapt to my master's size,
as instructed during the expansion training. 　　Andy didn't move anymore, quietly supporting my thighs, with about a third of his penis still 　　outside. After a long while, the pain slowly subsided, and I burst into tears: "Waaah, you stinky 　　master, you stinky Andy, you're going to ruin Lanlan..." Filled with resentment, I turned and bit Andy's shoulder 　　. Even a master shouldn't treat me like this! 　　Seeing that I had returned to normal, Andy smiled apologetically and lifted me up again with both hands. Understanding his 　　intention, I panicked. If he let go, it would only go in deeper, and it would really hurt like hell. 　　"No...no...Andy, put me down...please, Master...Lanlan will be good..." 　　Andy's hand ultimately didn't fall. There happened to be a long stone bench by the roadside, and he took a few steps and 　　laid me down on it, changing our Y-shape to a T-shape. 　　A huge weight was lifted from my heart, and I finally relaxed. Both Master and Andy were very 　　good to me, but a master's thoughts are unpredictable. It wasn't unheard of for them to use their slaves as experimental subjects when they were in a good mood 　　. Now I was back in the bitch position, only the anal plug had been replaced by Master's big penis. Only then 　　did I suddenly realize: "Oh, another part of my body has been marked with Master's sovereignty, filled with happiness...now 　　only the last part is waiting for Master to explore." 　　Now all sorts of complex bodily sensations reached my mind: the fullness, the slight tingling from the painful spot, 　　the heat and strange touch of the penis against the intestinal wall, the shameful urge to defecate, and various indescribable bodily signals, all forming a mixture 　　of pain, pleasure, shame, and sweetness. I couldn't help but wag my body like I always do, 　　and ah, the intense stimulation almost made me collapse. I steadied myself and slowly moved my body back and forth, trying my 　　best to please my master with my most shameful private parts. 　　My naughty master was quiet for less than two minutes before hooking a finger around my mons pubis. Now, moving my body 　　was like rubbing my vagina against his finger, instantly doubling the pleasure. Before long, I couldn't help but 　　moan. While the pleasure in my anus wasn't as intense as in my vagina, being played with in both places simultaneously 　　created waves of pleasure, one after another, relentlessly assaulting my already exhausted body. 　　My master's various anal pranks quickly left me breathless. When he inserted his finger into my vagina, 　　rubbing it against my penis through the membrane, my body tensed as if struck by lightning, experiencing an unprecedented, overwhelming pleasure.

The little bitch went completely berserk:
"Ah!... Waaah... Ah... Please... No..." The bitch howled
and moaned incoherently, her lower body spraying out streams of fluid—she'd been urinated on by her master. Then, in spasms and tremors, her vagina
and anus tightened wildly, gushing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid before collapsing to the ground again.
Lost in my ecstasy, the master showed no sign of stopping, pressing down on my buttocks and thrusting excitedly
. Bringing me back to reality with the intense stimulation, I realized just how much stimulation a man's thrusting could bring to a female slave.
Thick, strong, leaving no gaps after entering the body.
So hot, so intense, it felt like my intestinal walls were being burned.
Hard as if encased in a steel pillar, completely incomparable to the soft silicone of any sex toy, easily
penetrating the body, as if one more step would pierce the stomach, pierce the throat.
Entering like a tyrant, mercilessly squeezing the soft flesh and organs of the body.
When I left, I felt like a robber, as if I were tearing my intestinal lining off with my own.
The violence was utterly irresistible. So this was what possession, which I had longed for, felt like.
A hundred times stronger than I had imagined. I loved it; I wanted to be ravaged to death!
"Ah... Master... Andy... I want more... ah... deeper..."
"Ugh... it hurts... ah... I like it... Andy... fuck me... oh oh... I want it to hurt... I
want you all of it inside..."
"Andy... I'm your dog... ah ah... want... fuck me to death..."
"Oh... ah, the rope... tighten it... pull me tight... ah... the bitch likes... being pulled
tight by her master... ah..."
"Ah... no... ah... oh... Andy, Andy... I love you... ugh... the bitch loves her master
... fuck me... ah..."
I had never experienced such madness. At this moment, I felt that everything before was illusory, and couldn't compare to
the reality of being ravaged by my master inside my body. This was true possession, so intense it threatened to
dissolve me, so real it felt like an illusion.
At this moment, my master and I were one. I loved it. I wanted to be one with my master, never to
be separated, no one could take me away.
This was the first time I had exposed my lewd nature to my master. Normally,
I was more shy and reluctant to speak during training, but at this moment I completely forgot what shame was, uttering incoherent, obscene words. Ah, I
wanted to be more lewd than a prostitute, more despicable than a bitch. I wanted to be thoroughly trained and developed by my master; I wanted to be
a sex toy without self-awareness.
I quickly forgot language, forgot thought, forgot who I was, who my master was, leaving only
the most basic bodily instincts, the urge to chase lust. When my master finally hoisted one of my legs onto his shoulder, changed
positions several times, and finally ejaculated his hot semen deep into my intestines, the bitch was completely limp, unable
to think, unable to move a muscle.
...
This time, I was completely overwhelmed by my master's ministrations. When I slowly awoke, I was already lying
in my master's warm embrace. The burning pain in my rear was mixed with a slight coolness, indicating that my master had applied medicine. The nipple clamps and
vaginal clamps had also been removed, leaving only a tingling, itchy aftertaste. Recalling my unrestrained and lewd behavior just now,
I couldn't help but feel shy again, burying my head in my master's chest. My body felt soft, as if I had no bones. Every
cell felt like it was filled with honey. My master's embrace was my paradise.
"Andy...I love you!" I pressed against my master's chest, as if I wanted to utter these words directly into my master's body
.
"Baby, master loves you too!"
After a while of tenderness, Andy said, "Lanlan, let's go!"
"No...it's so comfortable here!"
"Let's go, we haven't reached the top yet!"
Despite craving this wonderful feeling, I still climbed off Andy. At this moment, he was
my god, his words were my holy decrees, and I would willingly carry them out without
hesitation. Obedience brought endless pleasure.
My body was still filthy, my vaginal fluids and semen forming crisscrossing lines on my genitals and thighs.
But at this moment, everything was beautiful, a gift and love from my master.
I crawled softly at my master's feet, and the moon and the scenery seemed to lose
their color. At this moment, my eyes were only for my master, and I was willing to crawl at his feet forever.
The mountain path turned a bend upwards and then meandered down the ridge. There was a small
concrete platform, about the size of a room, at the highest point. A man leaned against the railing smoking, and
a female dog curled up at his feet. Backlit by the moonlight, she looked like a silhouette.
Led by my master, I climbed up, and for some reason, my mindset had completely changed. Normally, I'm extremely
ashamed of showing myself in front of strangers, but at this moment, I felt absolutely no shyness. Especially the female dog; it only fueled
my competitive spirit. He has a dog, and he can act all high and mighty. But my owner has one too, so there's nothing
to be proud of.
The man heard the noise, turned around, and casually flicked his cigarette butt into the valley.
"Hi, Andy, you're here too?"
"King, the moon's nice tonight! Lanlan, say hello!"
I squatted down, placed my hands on my chest, and proudly puffed out my little chest: "Woof woof!"
Actually, I hadn't forgotten my usual shameful habits, but tonight my body acted before my brain, and only after I
finished did I feel the tension and shyness in my body.
Then, at her owner's prompting, the female dog also greeted us, and then we curiously
looked each other over. She was a little girl, looking like a high school student, with a very childish face, and her little chest hadn't developed yet
. Realizing I had the upper hand, I became even more excited, giving her a disdainful look before proudly lowering my head to lick
the tip of my master's boot. Tonight, I was exceptionally docile, meticulously
licking away every speck of dust and dirt from my master's boot, as if it were a delicious feast.
"This dog is quite something, Andy. How did you train it? It's so docile!"
"Born slutty, aren't you, Lanlan?"
"Woof woof!" I barked extra happily, feeling so good to bring honor to my master.
"Why didn't you put a tail on? Oh, just deflowered?"
I was licking my master's feet, my anus facing the sky, so it was easily noticed.
"Yeah, this bitch was so horny, she could orgasm just from being shone by someone's car headlights. I couldn't resist and fucked her
."
Hearing my slutty performance being discussed by my master and others, I felt incredibly ashamed, but my body also became unusually excited
, a drop of vaginal fluid dangling down in a long, swaying thread. Both of them burst out laughing.
"She's horny enough, Andy, can I play with her for a couple of days?"
I immediately looked up nervously, pleading with my master. How could this person be like this, having a dog and still
being so greedy? I hope Andy doesn't get too familiar with him. Master, please refuse him! I should have known better than to put on such a show
.
Andy stared at me, building suspense for a while before smilingly refusing, "Sorry, king, this
little bitch isn't ready yet, she's still quite shy. Lanlan, please serve Master Jin well."
Master Jin, probably intending to get something in between, readily took the leash
.
Although I was reluctant, I had no choice but to obediently follow Master Jin's commands, lest I anger
them and end up being passed around.
Lying down, kneeling, squatting, standing, left hand, right hand, rolling and spinning—it was the same few commands we were used to
. For Andy's sake, I did it perfunctorily; after all, a bitch couldn't do anything as difficult as jumping through hoops or stepping on a ball
. I glanced at my master; she was already being sucked by the little dog. This made me even more annoyed.
This Master Jin was so annoying; they had ruined my and my master's peaceful night.
After playing around for a while, Jinye also put his penis in my mouth. Hmm, this is the first time I've tasted a stranger's cock.
Plain and ordinary, not as long, not as big, not as long-lasting as my master's. Hmph,
that little mouth of the little dog should have been burst open by my master by now, right?
A while later, Andy and Jinye came down the mountain side by side, chatting amicably. The two dogs
crawled side by side in front, looking like they had just fought, glaring at each other and ignoring each other.
"That little bitch who seduced her master, may she never have a face, breasts, or ass for the rest of her life… Will she still be able to
cuddle with her master a little longer when she gets home?"
(To be continued)

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