Xiaoling's Path to Subjugation - Episode 3

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(3) Obedience and Service
It was already dark.

"Bitch... I'll take you to dinner now... After you've been whipped... you can rest..." a mistress said
as she walked in.

"Yes... Mistress... is slave Aya really... ready to be whipped?... " Hearing that I would be
whipped soon, I felt my body start to get excited again.

I kept crawling on my knees behind the mistress. She would occasionally tug at the chain around my neck, making
my neck hurt, but I didn't dare to make a sound.

Soon we arrived at the door of a room.

The mistress also knelt down, crawling on the ground like a dog, just like me. She released my chain and crawled
into the room, and I followed behind.

I quietly raised my head to take a look.

"Ah?... " Sitting in front of a large table full of dishes, wasn't that
the mistress I would serve in the future?

"Master!?... " I whispered in my heart.

"Master... this slave kowtows to Master..." The mistress crawled to her master's feet, kowtowing three times before
speaking softly.

The master remained silent, not even glancing at her. A slave was kneeling at her master's feet, his mouth filled with
his penis. The master, meanwhile, was enjoying a table full of delicious food.

The mistress, of course, wisely crawled aside and found a portion of her dinner to eat.

Like the mistress, I quietly crawled to my master's feet and kowtowed.

"Master... this... this submissive slave... this bitch Xiaoling kowtows to Master!..." I
whispered cautiously.

Of course, the master ignored me as well. But I knew that slaves had to kowtow to their masters
; only in this way could it be shown that the master was superior and the slave inferior. Slaves belonged to their masters
and were willingly driven and manipulated.

I crawled aside and also found a portion of my dinner.

The slaves' dinners were all the same. There were dozens of slaves in the room, and their dinner consisted of a few pieces of bread and a bowl of milk.

Only the master's dinner was specially prepared. The slaves had to kneel and crawl on the ground to eat, because
slaves were always required to remain kneeling, especially in front of their masters; even the mistresses had no
right to stand up.

The bread was scattered haphazardly on the ground; the slaves couldn't pick it up with their hands, but could only gnaw on it with their mouths. Of course, the milk
wasn't to be drunk casually either; it had to be licked clean like a dog. Every crumb on the ground
and every drop of milk in the bowl had to be licked clean, leaving nothing behind. The slave was merely a
docile dog at the master's feet, and therefore had to kneel and eat what was thrown on the ground like a dog.

Today I was lucky, because I ate not far from the master, and I was fortunate enough to receive a
leftover bone from him. It seemed the master was in a good mood today.

I licked up the breadcrumbs on the ground with great effort, and when I finally finished licking the bowl of milk like a dog
, the master had already left.

"Bitch...you should go to sleep..." the mistress said.

"Yes...Mistress..." I crawled on my knees behind her and was led to my room.

The room was large, the walls covered with items used by slaves during torture, but I didn't
know what most of them were for.

There was a bathroom inside. Strangely, the door was made of transparent glass, and
it was large enough that anyone outside could clearly see what was inside. It seemed that slaves
had no right to privacy at any time. In fact, as a slave, one couldn't have any rights at all.

There were two beds in the room, and on one of them, a girl was locked in a strange position,
her body covered in bloody welts from whipping.

"Yingying!..." I was both surprised and delighted; this girl was Yingying.

"Hmm..." Yingying's reply was indistinct, it seemed something was stuffed in her mouth.

I crawled closer to Yingying and finally saw clearly what was in her mouth—a shackle ball.

The shackles were large, completely stuffed into Yingying's mouth. Two leather straps connecting the shackles to either side
locked behind her head through the corners of her mouth. Yingying made "woo-woo" sounds, her head resting on the bed, humiliated saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth.

Two iron rings were prominently displayed on Yingying's labia, one of which bore
a metal tag similar to the one worn by her mistress.

The blood from where the iron rings pierced her labia was still fresh, indicating that the rings had been placed just today
. A large padlock pierced the rings, thus locking Yingying's vaginal opening. The padlock was heavy, stretching
Yingying's labia considerably; I imagined it must be extremely painful.

"Yingying!... Mistress... Mistress put iron rings on you?... " I asked in surprise.

"Mmm..." Saliva dripped from the corners of Yingying's mouth again. But her eyes shone with joyful tears. She knelt
on the bed, her hands locked behind her back. The iron rings on her nose and labia were locked together, forcing her
head between her legs, her mouth barely touching her vulva. This forced, bent-over
position seemed to cause her great discomfort.

"Bitch, crawl onto the bed, stick your ass up, you're about to be whipped!" the mistress yelled, grabbing my ear
.

"Ah...yes...Mistress..." I quickly knelt on the bed, forcefully spreading my legs, sticking my
ass up, pressing my face against the bed, and using my hands to spread my anus as wide as possible.

This was a typical position for a slave waiting to be used by their master.

The master stipulated that the slave must maintain this position at all times to show that the slave was available for
the master's use at any time.

"...Mistress...slave...bitch Aya is...ready...please whip...whip Aya's buttocks
..." The whipping had to start with the buttocks; I felt my voice trembling.

"Hehe...you stinking slave!...bitch!...I'm going to whip you hard!..." At this moment, the mistress
seemed to have forgotten that she was also just a slave kneeling at her master's feet.

"Yes... Mistress... please whip Aya severely!... Aya is a slave..." I answered humbly,
kneeling on the bed, not daring to move. "Crack!... Crack!..." The crisp sound of whipping began to echo in the room, and bright red welts bloomed on

my snow-white, tender buttocks . 　　"Ah!... Waaah... It hurts so much... This bitch is in so much pain..." I cried out in agony, momentarily forgetting how much I had once longed to be whipped. 　　"Ah!... I can't take it anymore... Ah... Waaah... have mercy on this slave... Mistress... Ah... how much longer will it take to stop!... Ah... Waaah..." I felt I couldn't take it any longer; the intense pain made my whole body tremble uncontrollably. I cried out loudly, fantasizing that the mistress would spare this poor bitch. 　　But the mistress continued to whip me relentlessly, and ordered me to start counting. 　　"Bitch!...Count!...Slave must count when being hit and played with...so that the master knows the number of times the slave has been hit or played with!" the mistress said as she hit me. 　　"Waaah...Yes...Mistress...Waaah..." 　　"Slap!...Slap!..." 　　"Waaah...Waaah...'One'...Waaah...Ah...'Two'...Waaah..." I began to count in rhythm with the mistress's whipping of my buttocks. The intense pain made me cry and tremble all over, but I seemed to experience a sliver of pleasure from this pain, a pleasure of being humiliated. My buttocks were being whipped while I had to stick them out and count the number of times I had been whipped. For a slave, what a great happiness this humiliation must be! 　　About half an hour later, the mistress stopped whipping my buttocks. 　　"You stinking bitch!...Turn around and stick out your breasts!..." the mistress said as she roughly grabbed my ear and forced me to turn around. 　　I obediently straightened my chest, making my breasts protrude forward. After the humiliation, my nipples were already erect. 　　"Crack!...Crack!..." The thick leather whip began to fall mercilessly on my breasts. 　　"Ah!...'One'...Waaah...'Two'...Ah ah...'Three'...Waaah...'Four'..." I tried my best to keep my counting loud and clear amidst my cries and screams. My breasts quickly swelled up, covered with red welts. 　　"...Crack!...Crack!..." 　　"...Ah...'Forty-five'...Ah...'Forty-six'..." My nipples were not spared either; several lashes struck that spot, causing me to scream even more violently. 　　"Alright...You can stop now...Haha...Bitch...Next, I'll whip your genitals...Spread your labia open!..." After my breasts had received a hundred lashes, the mistress stopped and said to me. 　　"Ah?!..." I could hardly believe my ears. My labia were going to be whipped too? That was the most tender part of a woman's body! Moreover, my labia had just been torn. 　　"Smack!..." Seeing me standing there stunned, the mistress struck my mouth hard with the handle of the whip. 　　"Ah!...Yes...Mistress...slave...this bitch will...do it right away..." My mouth bled from the blow, and at the same time, I dared not hesitate any longer. I immediately spread my legs wide, grabbed my labia with my hands, and pried them open, revealing the tenderest flesh inside. At this moment, I saw Yingying, kneeling on the opposite bed wearing shackles, casting a pitying glance in her eyes. 　　"Mistress...this bitch...Xiaoling is... spread...open...please...please, Mistress...whip...this bitch Xiaoling's labia hard!..." I thrust my genitals into the most convenient place for the mistress to strike, humbly begging her to whip my labia. 　　This time, the mistress picked up a whip made of steel, with an oval rubber ball the size of an egg at the end . Seeing the steel whip, I trembled with fear, and at the same time, I felt my bright red labia throbbing. 　　"Snap!..." The rubber ball slammed into my labia, and a sharp pain immediately spread throughout my body. 　　"Ah!... 'One'..." I screamed in pain, tears of humiliation streaming down my face. 　　"...Snap!... Snap!..." The mistress didn't soften her grip despite my screams; the steel whip lashed out again and again, the rubber ball repeatedly striking my labia and the tenderest flesh inside. 　　"...Ah!... 'Two'... Ah... 'Three'... It hurts!... 'Four'... Ah! Ah!... Ugh..." Although I screamed in agony, I still tried my best to spread my labia and thrust my genitals forward, so that the mistress could easily whip the most tender part inside my labia, where the slave suffered the most pain and discomfort. 　　As I was being whipped on the labia, I tried my best to count loudly and clearly, but because it hurt so much, my counting was interspersed with occasional screams. A slave should be whipped in a way that is most convenient and comfortable for the master, while the slave suffers the most pain and discomfort. I obediently did what a slave should do when being whipped. 　　"Hmm...that's enough..." After my labia had received a hundred lashes, the mistress stopped, panting. 　　"Ah...uh...bitch...Aya...thank you...mistress...uh...whipping Aya's labia...uh..." 　　I cried and kowtowed to the mistress in gratitude. 　　"Hmm, bitch, you did well...you will become a good slave...alright...now you should sleep ..." The mistress actually praised me, which made me feel that the pain I had suffered had vanished instantly. I was so excited that I kowtowed to the mistress three more times. 　　"Mmm... thank you for the compliment, Mistress... mmm... mmm... mmm..." At that moment, a hard ball was forcefully shoved into my mouth, and I was instantly rendered speechless. The large, hard ball filled my small mouth, pressing against my tongue, making me extremely uncomfortable. Now, all I could make were "mmm" 　　sounds like Yingying. 　　The mistress tightened the two leather straps connecting the ball to the corners of my mouth, fastening them together behind my head. 　　Then, she chained my hands together behind my back. 　　"Bitch... bend your body forcefully!..." the mistress said, pulling on the chain around my neck. 　　"...Yes... Mistress..." I obediently knelt and bent over until my head, like Yingying's, extended to my genitals.

The mistress first chained my hands behind my back, then removed the chain from my neck and connected it to my nose
. She then threaded the chain through my genitals until it was deeply embedded in my vulva, causing
me excruciating pain and making me groan.

She pulled the chain forcefully until it was as tight as it could go, then
locked the other end to the hand loops behind my back. This forced me into a kneeling, bent position.

The chain dug deeply into my groin, pressing the rubber rods against
the bottom of my vaginal openings, causing unbearable pain. I couldn't move at all; even the slightest movement of my head
caused excruciating pain in my genitals, and my nose felt like it was being torn apart.

Next, another chain passed through my dog collar, locking my head tightly to the metal ring on the bed, so
my head was pressed firmly against the bed surface and couldn't move at all.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh..." Despite being forced into this humiliating position, I was still happy enough to shed
tears, because I felt myself becoming more and more like a real slave.

"Alright!..." The mistress breathed a sigh of relief and began to explore my genitals with her fingers. I didn't know
what the mistress was going to do, so I didn't dare to move.

"Buzz!..." I suddenly felt the rod inserted into my anus vibrate intensely. The
painful and itchy sensation was indescribable. My hands involuntarily tried to scratch my
genitals, but they were firmly locked there and I couldn't move them at all. My struggles only made the chains dig deeper
into my vaginal opening, and did nothing else.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh..." I shook my head desperately, making indistinct "ugh" sounds, my eyes
brimming with tears. I pleaded with the mistress to stop the vibrator in my anus,
but she didn't seem to see me and turned and walked away.

"Ugh...ugh..." I groaned in agony, my buttocks swaying from side to side,
as if countless tiny insects were biting inside my anus.

"Ugh..." I continued to moan and cry, the vibrator in my anus still vibrating incessantly, the unbearable
pain making me feel like I was about to faint. I desperately wished that vibrator would stop for a moment, even
just a little while!

I knelt on the bed, legs spread wide, buttocks raised high, head locked to the bed, bent over to
sleep. But the intense torment and pain made it impossible for me to fall asleep, especially the vibrator in my anus was causing
me so much discomfort! I moaned and cried all night, finally falling asleep just before dawn.

As soon as it was light, a woman came in and twisted my ear, jolting me awake with a start.

"Bitch...get up..." the woman said, untying the chain that had kept me bent over all night from my wrists
, and then releasing my hands as well.

When the mistress removed the ball gag from my mouth and turned off the vibrator in my anus, I
felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. I secretly glanced at the clock on the wall; it was only five in the morning
.

"Slave... bitch... Xiaoling kowtows to the mistress!... Thank... thank you, mistress..."
After I knelt down from the bed and kowtowed to the mistress, I noticed that Yingying was already kneeling on the ground.

"Bitch... let me teach you what to do next... Also... slaves can't eat lunch... slaves
can only eat two meals a day!... So from now on, you have to learn to endure hunger!..." The mistress finished speaking and left.

"Xiaoling... you must have felt terrible last night, right?... You have to keep going..." Yingying smiled at me,
kneeling there motionless, her head on the ground, looking every bit the submissive slave.

"Yingying... ugh... it hurts so much!... ugh..." Thinking of the pain from last night, I couldn't help but cry again
.

"Xiaoling... it's okay... don't cry... isn't suffering what we slaves are supposed to endure?... When you
serve your master like I do... you won't have to endure the torment of the vibrator at night... then your vibrator
will be controlled by your master..." Yingying carefully comforted me.

"Really?... Yingying..." Thinking of serving my master, I began to feel happy again, and slowly stopped
crying.

"Isn't that right... Xiaoling... yesterday I drank my master's urine!... My master even praised me!..." Yingying
said proudly, becoming particularly excited when talking about her master.

"Tell me... Yingying... what did your master praise you for?... " I asked happily.

"Master... Master praised my face for being especially tender... said my... my face feels especially good to hit... heh..."

At this point, Yingying couldn't help but laugh.

"You're so kind... Yingying... I saw that Master has already put iron rings on you!..." I said to Yingying enviously.

"Master told me to put them on myself... It hurt a lot when I did it... because I had to drill holes in my labia!...
But... but I'm so happy!... I'll have to put on several more iron rings in the future!..." Yingying said with particular
pride.

"I... when will I be able to put on iron rings?!..." I sighed with my head down, feeling my face
start to burn again.

"So... Xiaoling, you have to do your best!..." Yingying encouraged me.

"Yingying... I will try my best..." I smiled, completely forgetting the torment I suffered last night.

"Alright... Xiaoling... we need to start doing something... we have to lick the floor clean with our tongues first!..."

Yingying said as she lay down on the floor and started licking it.

I imitated Yingying, sticking out my tongue and licking the floor little by little. The floor wasn't very dirty, but
my tongue quickly became covered in grime, making my mouth feel extremely uncomfortable. However,
like Yingying, I swallowed the grime and continued licking the floor little by little. After all, it was my master's
order, which meant I had begun to work for him, and I felt quite happy.

We licked for over an hour before finally cleaning the last patch of floor. Yingying and I exchanged
a glance and laughed.

"Ah!...Finally finished licking!...Now we should clean ourselves!...Slaves must be at six o'clock..."
"After cleaning my body before!" Yingying said, crawling into the bathroom on her knees
. I followed her in.

There was a large sheet of paper on the bathroom wall that read "Sex Slave Rules." Because it was in a very conspicuous
place, it was the first thing you'd see upon entering.

"Xiaoling...you have to remember the contents of the Sex Slave Rules...so you won't make mistakes...understand?..."

"Ah...okay..." I carefully read through the contents, trying to memorize them.

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Sex Slave Rules

01. A slave must be a virgin before becoming a slave, with a intact hymen preserved for the master inside the vagina.

02. Sex slaves must be naked, kneeling on all fours with legs spread, using their hands to spread their anus in
a prone position, and crawling like a dog when moving.

03. Sex slaves must kowtow to their masters, kneeling and touching their heads to the ground three times with a
loud thud. Lower-ranking slaves must also kowtow to higher-ranking slaves (the mistresses), but only
once.

04. Sex slaves must permanently wear dog collars, wrist collars, and leg collars. The collar must be connected to
a chain for the master to lead the slave.

05. Unless specifically ordered by the master, sex slaves may not look at the master's upper body. Even
when they must raise their heads, they must keep their eyelids lowered and their eyes on the ground.

06. Sex slaves must not have pubic or armpit hair; all pubic and armpit hair must be permanently removed.

07. Sex slaves must obey any command from their masters and may not disobey.

08. In the presence of the master, sex slaves may not speak freely, but their mouths must remain open
, indicating that their mouths are available for the master's use at any time.

9. Without the master's command, a sex slave may not touch any part of her body, especially her breasts
and genitals, because the ownership of her body belongs to her master.

10. When being struck or played with by the master, a sex slave must not cover herself with her hands or make any other
gestures that prevent the master from striking or playing with her smoothly, and must try her best to highlight that area so that the master can
strike or play with it more easily.

11. When being abused, a sex slave may cry out in pain, but if the master orders the sex slave not
to make a sound, no matter how much pain she feels, the sex slave must keep her mouth shut and not make any sound.

12. A sex slave must keep her room clean and lick the floor clean with her tongue every morning.

13. When a sex slave leaves the house on the master's orders, her genitals must be locked or she must wear a chastity belt.

14. When a sex slave is not with her master and sees another master wearing an insignia, regardless
of the occasion, she must immediately kneel down, kowtow, and beg that master to play with her.

15. Sex slaves must maintain and clean their bodies daily for their masters to play with at any time.

16. Sex slaves must slap their own faces and breasts daily to make them rosy;
the number of slaps is determined by the master.

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"Yingying, what should we do now?" After reading the sex slave rules, I asked Yingying.

"Xiaoling, first we need to pull out the three vibrators from our lower bodies, lick off the sticky fluid,
swallow it, and then quickly go to defecate. You...you're holding it in, aren't you?..." Yingying said while forcefully
pulling the vibrator inserted into her anus out.

"Ah...yes...yes...but...and then?..." I asked nervously; after a night, I
couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Then...then you need to inject cleaning fluid into your anus, urethra, and vagina...then...then
clean them thoroughly with a stiff-bristled brush...then insert the three vibrators back in...after showering and brushing your teeth, that's it...
" Yingying's body trembled slightly as she spoke, and a blush rose to her face, as if she were afraid
of doing these things.

"Is it over after doing all this?...Ah..." I asked as I started pulling
the vibrator out of my anus, which hurt a lot, but I still wanted to pull it out quickly.
These vibrators were constantly causing pain and itching in my genitals, and yesterday it had been vibrating and tormenting
me all night.

"Ah...no...after cleaning our bodies, we have to...slap ourselves a hundred times...and then
slap our breasts a hundred times...that way...we can offer our masters the most beautiful cheeks and breasts every day...really
...Aya...every time I slap myself, I...I feel...my face and breasts are so beautiful!...
Ah...uh..." At this moment, Yingying had already pulled the vibrator out of her anus, but she cried out in pain
.

"Ah?...I know, Yingying...ah...uh...Yingying...I...I can't pull it out!...uh uh..."
I said shyly, tears streaming down my face.

"Ah...Aya...I can't help you with this...Master's rules...slaves must...pull and insert it themselves!...
Don't be afraid of your anus hurting...try pulling it out hard!..." Yingying said helplessly.

"But Yingying...I...I can't hold it in anymore..." I did as Yingying said, grabbing
the small head of the vibrator with both hands and pulling it out with all my might.

"Ah!...Ugh..." I cried out in pain, clutching my anus tightly with both hands, but
I immediately let go. According to my master's orders, slaves were not allowed to touch their own bodies—
a fact I remembered clearly. The vibrator was finally pulled out.

"Ugh...Yingying...Thank you!..." I glanced gratefully at Yingying. Without Yingying, I truly
didn't know how I could be a good slave.

"Alright...Xiaoling...hurry up and lick the feces off the vibrator..." Yingying said, picking up
her own and licking it.

The vibrator in my anus was covered in feces; the stench almost made me vomit.
I turned to look at Yingying and found her licking it with relish. So I had no choice but to suppress my nausea and stick out my tongue to clean the vibrator.
I licked the feces off the vibrator bit by bit into my mouth.

"Ugh...ugh..." Waves of nausea washed over me, but I forced myself to swallow the feces little by little
. As I gradually got used to the smell of feces, I found that I actually started to like the taste.
It seems I have a natural masochistic streak; I just like eating feces.

I quickly licked the feces-covered vibrator clean, and at this moment, Yingying was already licking
the vibrator inside her vagina.

"Xiaoling...do you think your feces...tastiest?... " Yingying asked me with a smile.

"It's...tastiest!...But Yingying...eating your own feces is so...so embarrassing!... " I
lowered my head shyly, feeling my clitoris begin to harden.

"What's there to be embarrassed about...Xiaoling...we're slaves!...Slaves are supposed to eat feces!... " Yingying
laughed again.

"Well...that's true...ah!...um..." I said, grabbing the vibrator inside my vagina and
pulling it out forcefully. The vibrator inside my vagina was easier to remove, but it still hurt so much I screamed and
tears streamed down my face.

It was covered in a lot of white, sticky fluid, emitting a foul odor. But
I had to swallow it all, so I licked a little and tried to swallow it, finding it
far more unpleasant than feces. I licked very slowly because the taste was so unbearable
. Luckily, I managed to swallow it little by little, thinking of cleaning it for my master so he could use it properly
. But the thought of having to lick this rubber rod clean every day was unbearable.

I licked and swallowed, trying to savor the taste of the fluid inside my vagina. It was
difficult, but I knew I had to get used to it, because it was something I had to do every day.

It took a long time before I finally cleaned the rubber rod.

I looked up at Yingying and found that she had already licked the vibrator out of her urethra clean. She
was now kneeling on the toilet, relieving herself.

"Yingying…you're so fast!…" I said, starting to pull the vibrator out of my own urethra.

"Sigh…I…I'm used to it…" Yingying smiled awkwardly, kneeling on the toilet. There were
"splish splash" sounds coming from her body as she quickly relieved herself; she seemed to have been holding it in for a while.

"Ah!…Ah…Ah!…Ugh…" The vibrator was really tight in my urethra; I screamed
several times in pain before finally managing to pull it out.

Although the vibrator had a fishy smell, it wasn't as hard to swallow as I had imagined
. Perhaps it was because I had already drunk a lot of my master's and mistress's urine, and I had also licked my own
urine. I licked it very carefully, until every drop of urine was gone. Yingying had finished relieving herself by then
.

I quickly crawled onto the toilet.

"Pfft!...Pfft!...Ah!..." After holding it in for a whole day and night, the feeling of relief
was indescribable. Indeed, the way the master controlled the slave's urination was wonderful. If I hadn't held it in for so
long, I would never have imagined that urination could be such a comfortable thing. I even felt that I
should have held it in for a longer time, so that it might have felt even more comfortable.

Yingying was watching me and laughing.

"Oh dear Yingying...don't look...I'm so embarrassed!..." I hurriedly covered my genitals with my hands, after all, it was the first
time someone had watched me urinate, and it was still very embarrassing.

"Ha!...What's there for a slave to be ashamed of!...Xiaoling, have you forgotten that you're just a slave?..."

Yingying's laughter grew louder.

I tried my best to empty the urine and feces from my urethra and anus. These places had to be ready for
the master's use at any time, so they had to be cleaned. I crawled into the large bathtub with Yingying on my knees.
Around the tub were many brushes of varying thicknesses and bottles filled with cleaning agents.

"Xiaoling…like this, squeeze the cleaning agent into your vagina, urethra, and anus…and then…and
hold it in for half an hour…and then flush it out on the toilet…" Yingying explained, demonstrating by picking up a bottle of cleaning
agent, sticking her buttocks out forcefully, and inserting the bottle into her anus, then squeezing the entire bottle in
. Next, she picked up another bottle and squeezed it into her urethra and vagina,
using less in the urethra and vagina.

"Wow!…So much stuff!…" I asked in surprise.

"Yes!…Actually, this is called an enema…This way…we can clean the dirt inside our bodies…and
offer our clean bodies to our master…to our master so that…to our master can play with us!…" Yingying's speech was somewhat broken;
she seemed to be starting to feel uncomfortable.

"Ah...yes!..." I also picked up a bottle of cleaning solution, pried open my anus with one hand, inserted the bottle
into my anus, and squeezed the entire bottle of cleaning solution in. The cleaning solution was cool, causing my anus to contract,
which actually felt quite comfortable.

Next, I squeezed half a bottle of cleaning solution into my urethra and vagina, and then, like Yingying,
I crawled out of the bathtub on my knees and lay on the floor waiting.

"Gurgle...gurgle..." I felt a churning in my stomach and couldn't help but want to defecate immediately. I
turned my head to look at Yingying and found her kneeling on the floor, her head on the ground, tightly gripping
the metal ring on her labia with both hands, frowning and biting her lip, enduring the discomfort.

I could only grit my teeth and endure it as well, forcefully contracting my anus, urethra, and vagina. Time passed
too slowly; my anus was constantly being impacted, making it almost impossible for me to hold back. Left with no other choice, I
inserted my fingers into my anus, trying to block the contents from gushing out.

Just then, I saw Yingying quickly kneel and climb onto the toilet.

"Sizzle!..." A stream of liquid gushed out of Yingying's body.

"Ah!...Ugh..." The sound of excretion made me unable to hold back any longer; I could no longer stop the ejaculation within me
. Cleaning fluid mixed with yellow feces sprayed out like a fountain, and I cried out.

From the very beginning of my training, I knew that slaves had to lick up their own excrement on the ground, so I...
Sobbing, I turned around and began licking the feces off the floor, bit by bit, with my tongue. The cleaning agent mixed with the feces
smelled awful, making me nauseous, but what could I do? I'd been so stupid as to spray it on the floor. I
could only force myself to lick it slowly, trying to swallow it.

By the time I'd finally licked all the feces off, Yingying had already finished cleaning herself and crawled out of the bathroom on her knees. Then
I heard "smack!...smack!..." sounds and Yingying's loud counting coming from the bedroom, which made me
even more anxious. Yingying had already started slapping herself, and I hadn't even cleaned my genitals with a brush
yet!

I hurriedly crawled into the bathtub, put my head on the edge, and stuck my buttocks out. I prepared to clean
my own anus first. I knew that a slave must offer the cleanest and most hygienic passage to their master, and
the more uncomfortable the slave was during cleaning, the more satisfied the master would be. Of course, the most painful choice for a slave cleaning their orifices is
to use a large brush, as this is the most effective way to clean. So I took the largest stiff-bristled brush,
a large, thick wooden stick covered with stiff bristles.

Actually, I knew that even a large brush was too big for me; my vagina was relatively narrow,
as my master had mentioned during the examination. So, although my vagina, urethra, and anus were constantly being
penetrated by a vibrator, they were very elastic and hadn't been stretched much.

After preparing, I aimed the brush at my vaginal opening and pushed it in forcefully.

"Ah!...Ugh..." I cried out in pain, sobbing. But because the brush was so
large, even with great force, I couldn't get it in. I became increasingly anxious, crying as
I pushed the brush forcefully into my vagina.

"Ah!...Ah!..." I cried out in pain, tearing my labia majora and minora,
but I still couldn't get it in. The brush was far too big for my narrow opening.

"Ugh...I...I have to get it in!...Ugh...Ugh...Come on!...Ugh..." I
cried and muttered to myself, trying to encourage myself. I would do anything for my master.

After trying more than ten times, the brush head actually went in a little, tearing my opening again.

But then I suddenly thought of a good idea.

I pressed the other end of the brush against the bottom of the bathtub and then sat down with all my might.

"Thud!" A tearing sound came from my opening.

"Ah!...Ugh..." I screamed in pain, involuntarily covering my opening,
feeling my labia trembling uncontrollably. But what particularly excited me was that I could clearly feel
the brush deeply inserted into my vagina.

Although the brush pricked and itched unbearably, making my vagina feel like it was about to split open,
I still felt it was all worth it because I had finally inserted this huge brush into my vagina.

"Ah!...Ah...Ugh..." I grabbed the exposed handle of the brush and started thrusting it forcefully.
Every time the brush moved inside my vagina, I cried out in pain. I had to thrust a little and then stop, which
relieved the pain and itching inside my lower body a little. After a while, foam appeared inside my vagina,
the effect of the cleaning agent.

"Ah!...Ugh...Ah...Ugh..." I thrust while constantly swirling the brush from side to side, which
brought me even more pain, but this would clean the inside of my vagina more thoroughly, making it easier for
my master to use. Although I couldn't see my master yet, a slave must always demand this of himself.

It took me a long time to clean my vagina, and then I rinsed it three times with clean water until
I was completely satisfied. Only then did I laboriously pull out the brush and move on to cleaning my anus.

I used the same large brush to clean my anus. First, I squeezed some cleaning agent into my anus, and then I
tried to push the coarse brush into it. But this time it was much harder because my anus
is narrower than my vagina.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh..." Using the same method I used to push the brush into my vagina, I aimed the brush head at my
anus and sat down hard. But after shuddering from the pain in my anus
, I realized that the large brush hadn't gone in at all, which made me extremely frustrated.

"Ugh... Waaah... I can only... I can only use a smaller one!... Waaah..." I cried in frustration, reluctantly
switching to a slightly smaller brush. I aimed the brush at my anus again, and this time
, with all my might, I slammed down. My effort paid off. As I clutched the thick brush, clutching my genitals, slumped in the bathtub
, screaming and groaning, I was surprised to find that the brush had actually gone in a little. But at the same time, my
anus was torn.

"Ah!... Waaah... Waaah..." I screamed and groaned, repeatedly imagining
how convenient it would be for my master to use my anus after it was cleaned. I endured the pain and continued to sit down, the brush
slowly pushing deeper into my anus until it was completely inside the opening
.

After finally inserting it all the way in, I began to move the brush in and out to clean my anus. It took a lot
of effort to move the brush, and each time I reinserted it, I had to use
all my strength to sit down and push it back in.

I cried out in pain, "Master!...Master!..." Only by doing so, only with
the belief that I was cleaning my anus so that my master could use and play with me better, could I continue. The stiff
bristles pricked the inside of my anus, drawing a few drops of blood, but I didn't care. I believed my master was right;
only with such stiff bristles could my anus be cleaned properly, so that my master could
use and play with me better.

I had cleaned my anus so thoroughly that my master would surely insert a stick
into it and stir it around inside, and perhaps even use his hand to pry open my anus, I thought.

After enduring so much pain and torment, I finally finished cleaning my anus. Now, only...
My urethra wasn't clean.

After squeezing some cleaning agent into my urethra, I chose a medium-sized brush, but
it was still too large for my narrow urethra.

I used the same method as before, because only this way could I successfully insert the brush
into my orifice. I aimed the brush at my urethral opening, pried it open with my hands, and then
sat down hard. With a painful scream, the brush went in halfway, but my urethra, like my anus,
was torn.

I felt proud because I knew my work of cleaning my orifice was almost complete. I would
offer my clean orifice to my master, awaiting his use. Regardless of whether my master would use it or not, a slave
's orifice must be clean to be ready for his use at any time.

"Ah...ah...Master...uh..." I forcefully pumped the brush inserted into my urethra back and forth,
trying to increase the speed of the pumping, which made the tear at the opening of my urethra even more severe. With my constant,
rapid left and right stirring, I let out uncontrollable groans and repeatedly called out to my master. When I finally
finished cleaning, I couldn't help but cover my genitals and groan loudly. I felt my genitals
trembling violently.

Next, I had to reinsert the vibrator into my genitals.

Seeing those several large vibrators terrified me, but as a slave, I had no other
choice. All I could do was obey my master's orders, no matter what harm those orders would cause me.

I first picked up the vibrator that was already in my vagina, knelt on the ground, and tried to
insert it into my vagina several times, but it wouldn't go in. I had no choice but to use the same method as before, pressing the vibrator against
the opening of my vagina, forcefully spreading my labia majora and minora, and then suddenly sitting down.

"Ah!... Plop!..." The vibrator went in as I wished, and I immediately felt that
intense pain and tingling sensation that tormented me from within. This made me immediately
cover my genitals, desperately digging my fingers into my anus and urethra, scratching and
clawing wildly inside.

I tried to slip a finger of my other hand into the gap between the vibrator and my vagina, but it was no
use; there was no gap at all. My frantic scratching only tore my labia majora and minora.

"Ah... I shouldn't have touched my labia!... Waaah... I'm such a stupid slave!..." I
muttered to myself, crying in distress, but I knew I couldn't touch my labia; it was my master's
order.

"Slap!... Slap!... Ah... Ahhh..." I knew I had made a mistake, so I slapped myself
several times.

After slapping myself, I picked up another vibrator—the one that was inserted into my anus
.

Using the same method, I pressed the pointed end of the vibrator against my anus, pried it open with my hands
, and then forcefully sat down. This time, the vibrator only went in a little bit because my anus was
narrower.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!..." After screaming and groaning for a while, I sat down several more times before finally
inserting the spiked vibrator little by little. Once the vibrator was inside, my discomfort
intensified. The tingling and pain in my anus caused me to writhe uncontrollably.

'If only Master could use a thick wooden stick to poke my genitals for pleasure today. Even though it would be excruciatingly
painful, at least it would relieve the tingling sensation inside me,' I fantasized.

But how Master played with me was his business; how could a slave control that? How could I
possibly imagine how my master would play with me? That would be utterly disrespectful. For this, I
slapped myself hard across the face several times, for such disrespectful thoughts.

I stopped my wild thoughts and picked up the last vibrator, the one I was about to insert into my urethra
.

I licked the vibrator a few times before aiming the tip at my urethra, then
forcefully pried it open to allow the spike to penetrate slightly. Finally, I
sat down forcefully, pushing the vibrator into my urethra.

"Ah!...It hurts so much!..." I screamed. The tear in my urethra widened, and the relentless waves
of pain and itching made me slam my head against the ground. Involuntarily, I
gripped my labia majora tightly with both hands and twisted them hard, hoping to alleviate
the pain, since I could no longer reach inside my vagina to relieve the agony.

"Ahhh...ah!..." But my master forbids his slave from touching his body! I made another mistake
! Gritting my teeth, I violently stirred the vibrator inside my urethra a few times.
Unable to hold back my screams any longer, I bit down hard on my nipple, resulting in it becoming red and
swollen. But no matter what, the vibrator was finally reinserted, and I felt excited
.

Next, I carefully cleaned myself and, after brushing my teeth, crawled out of the bathroom on my knees.

By this time, Hou Yingying had already finished slapping her own face and breasts. She knelt motionless on the ground,
her anus spread open, assuming a position awaiting her master's use.

It was time for me to slap myself and my own breasts. I knelt forward, extending my face—the
posture a slave must assume when striking their own cheeks.

"Smack!..." My hand struck my face forcefully, and with
the crisp sound of my hand hitting my face, I called out the number: "One!" I groaned involuntarily in pain.

To make my face appear even more rosy and lovely to my master, I
used all my strength when slapping myself next. The crisp sound of my palm hitting my cheek and my loud counting
sounded harmonious and rhythmic.

"Smack!...Smack!...'Four'...'Five'...Waaah..." I sobbed in pain as I finished slapping myself.
I slapped myself. Fine lines of blood seeped from my cheeks, making them appear fuller and more vibrantly red
.

Next, I had to strike my breasts. I knelt on the ground, thrusting my breasts forward. My breasts were delicate and full, and they would feel pain

when struck , making them perfect for being hit. 　　"Smack!... Hmm... 'One'..." When my palm struck my slightly trembling breasts, I groaned from the burning and pain, making my counting less clear. 　　But I gritted my teeth and began to strike my breasts relentlessly. My breasts swayed from side to side with each strike, accompanied by a slight tremor. 　　After a hundred strikes, my breasts were swollen, with fine red lines seeping out, a vibrant red, making them appear even fuller and more vibrantly red. 　　Combined with my swollen nipples, they looked even more perfect. 　　I had just finished slapping my face and breasts when the mistress pushed in a food cart containing breakfast for me and Yingying. 　　"Hey... bitch... come here... breakfast is ready!" she called. 　　Yingying and I quickly crawled to her, waiting to be fed. 　　The food consisted of a loaf of bread, a plate of milk, and a bone the mistress had left over. 　　"Hey... bitch... lick the milk clean first!..." the mistress said, placing the two plates of milk on the ground. 　　"Yes... mistress!..." Yingying and I crawled to the milk plates like dogs, licking the milk bit by bit with our tongues. It took us a long time to clean the milk and the plates. 　　Next, the mistress fed me like a dog. She tore the bread into small pieces, then tossed a small piece into the air. Yingying and I had to immediately crawl to where the piece had been thrown, tilt our heads back like dogs, open our mouths to catch the falling piece, and then eat it. 　　Because the mistress deliberately threw the bread crumbs far away from Yingying and me, even though Yingying and I were used to crawling on our knees and crawled very fast, we still couldn't catch the bread crumbs. At this point, we had to immediately pick up the bread with our mouths, swallow it, and lick the crumbs off the floor. 　　Next, Yingying or I would have to spread our legs as wide as possible, raise our buttocks high, press our heads to the floor, and desperately stretch out our labia, then forcefully pry them open with our hands. The mistress was going to kick my labia hard as punishment for not catching the food. 　　Because it was my first time, I didn't know these rules, so when my labia received the first hard kick, I was caught off guard and fell to the floor with a loud "Ah!" The sharp pain made my labia tremble uncontrollably. 　　The kick caused the vibrator inside my vagina to slam violently against the inner walls. I immediately covered my genitals, twisting and gripping my labia majora with my hands, kneeling on the ground, groaning loudly, my genitals trembling incessantly. But I immediately released my grip, raised my buttocks again, and forcefully spread my legs, exposing my labia, awaiting the mistress's next kick to my genitals with the most tender flesh inside. I said, "I'm sorry, this slave knows he was wrong, please continue to punish this slave!" 　　But the mistress's foot didn't continue kicking my genitals; instead, it kicked my mouth hard. This was because my mouth hadn't received any food, so it had to endure the mistress's kick. 　　This kick caused my mouth to swell up again, but I dared not speak again, only sticking my mouth forward to facilitate the mistress's kicking. 　　But the mistress only said that while my labia were being kicked, in addition to maintaining the previous position, I should also use my hands to spread my labia apart so that I could kick the tenderest flesh inside. 　　After saying that, the mistress didn't kick me anymore, but just picked up another piece of bread. Yingying and I replied, "Yes, thank you for your instruction and punishment, mistress!" and raised our heads again, ready to kneel and crawl to catch the piece of bread that the mistress was about to throw. 　　Because the mistress threw it so far, I missed it again. This time, however, I immediately raised my buttocks high and forcefully spread my labia with my hands, trying to expose the pink flesh inside my vagina, waiting for the mistress's foot to kick the most tender part of my body, saying, "This slave deserves to die, please punish me!" But the mistress's foot kicked my mouth first, causing me to groan and sway . I maintained my spread labia, knowing the mistress's next kick would be at my labia. 　　Sure enough, the mistress's next kick landed hard on my labia. Although I was prepared, I was still kicked so hard I fell to my knees on the floor, desperately covering my labia with my hands, kneeling there groaning loudly. 　　I don't know how many kicks I received after that, because each time I missed, and each time I was kicked so hard I fell to the floor, making my already swollen labia look even more bloated, but the color even more vibrant. 　　Later, I had to admit that the mistress was right. Even when I received the bread slices, my labia should still be kicked and pounded. It was precisely because my labia and lips were constantly being kicked and pounded that they appeared even more vibrant and lovely. Although my labia and lips burned with pain, they looked even more beautiful to the mistress. For this, I had to thank the mistress; it was because of my tireless kicking that my labia and lips looked so lovely. Therefore, after each kick and pounding, I had to express my gratitude to the mistress. Of course, this was something that a slave had to do. 　　After Yingying and I finally finished eating all the bread slices, the mistress threw the leftover bone on the ground and ordered Yingying and me to crawl over to it. But when Yingying and I crawled over to the bone...

Just as we were about to reach the bone, the mistress kicked it far away. Yingying and I had to crawl on our knees to chase after it
. Every time we were about to touch the bone, the mistress would kick it away
again and order us to pick it up.

When I finally managed to get the bone, the mistress kicked me in the mouth, sending it
flying. I groaned as I was kicked, while the mistress laughed.

Sometimes, without asking any questions, the mistress would order Yingying and me to stick our buttocks out and spread
our labia, then kick our pink flesh inside several times. As slaves, Yingying and I
could only obey orders and couldn't ask why. So, every time I received an order, I obediently spread my
labia and waited for the mistress to kick my genitals. Later, I gradually understood that the mistress was taming me so that I could assume the correct posture
to make it easier for her to kick me when she kicked me . 　　Only after the mistress had had her fill of playing with me would she take the chain around my neck and say, "Bitch, I'm going to take you to the bathroom now. You need to continue your cleaning work!" 　　"Yes… Mistress…" I obediently replied, crawling on my knees behind the mistress. 　　"M-Mistress!…What about me?…What am I supposed to do…?" Yingying had only just started serving the mistress, and she didn't know what to do next. 　　"You'll kneel here and wait. If the rod inside your urethra starts vibrating, that means the mistress wants you to serve her! Another mistress will take you to dinner!" The mistress finished speaking and led me outside . By then, it was already broad daylight. 　　I faintly heard a soft voice behind me: "Yes... mistress..." 　　I was tied to the toilet in the bathroom again. 　　I began that simple but incredibly humiliating task once more. I repeatedly drank large gulps of the mistress's urine , then carefully licked clean the remaining urine from her labia when she urinated. If she defecated, I licked the feces from her anus. After each mistress left, I had to rinse my mouth immediately so that I could use a clean mouth and tongue to clean the next mistress's labia and anus. 　　I did this job very well. At first, I felt a little disgusted by swallowing the mistresses' urine and feces, but I quickly got used to it. The mistresses would urinate directly into my mouth, and I could only swallow quickly, because if even a drop was spilled, I would be severely punished. 　　As I swallowed large amounts of urine and feces, I gradually became accustomed to the smell. However, I drank too much urine, and I wasn't allowed to defecate, so my bladder became increasingly uncomfortable. But none of the mistresses granted my pleas. I had no choice but to hold it in. 　　And so began the slow, day-to-day process of taming me into slavery. 　　In the constant abuse and torment, I grew increasingly proud of my slave status, and at the same time, I became increasingly docile. 　　I gradually became accustomed to being enslaved and driven, and genuinely happy to be a slave, thus willingly accepting my master's use and deciding to be her slave for life. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　[The End]

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