A tiger fallen into a cesspool is bullied by a beggar.

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Zhang Feng's Side Story - Tiger Falls into a Cigarette Well and Gets Bullied by a Beggar Chapter 1: Falling

into a Cigarette Well
While Admiring a Beautiful Woman Chapter 2: Encountering a Witch and Enduring Humiliation as a Male Slave Chapter 3: The Slave's Penis Burned and He Suffers Cruel Abuse Chapter 4: The Slave Turned into a Female Dog After Being Enemaed Chapter 5: Dog Poop as Dinner Chapter 6: The Dog Slave Forced to Buy Prostitution Chapter 7: Heaven Never Closes All Doors +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Chapter 1: Falling into a Cigarette Well While Admiring a Beautiful Woman One day, Zhang Feng had nothing to do and was enjoying a drink alone in a small tavern on the street. As the saying goes, "A pot of old wine, two small dishes, savoring life with leisure." The dishes in this tavern were exquisitely made, especially the braised pork with preserved mustard greens, which was fragrant and unforgettable. Before he knew it, he had finished a bottle of Daughter's Red wine. Seeing that the street lights were already dim, he paid for his drink and staggered out onto the street. The city was bustling on a summer night, especially with the young women, their delicate arms and beautiful legs exposed. Narrow bodices couldn't conceal their ample breasts, and their ultra-short skirts revealed glimpses of their rounded buttocks. Zhang Feng's heart pounded; he longed to grab a few and rape them on the spot. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. A tall, voluptuous girl with a pure air walked past him. Though the night was dark, he could clearly see half of her plump buttocks. "That vixen , her skirt is way too short! Other people's miniskirts cover most of their buttocks, but hers is showing ! Tsk tsk, so damn tempting!" The girl walked slowly ahead of Zhang Feng, and he unconsciously followed her, since he had nothing else to do. Gradually, they left the bustling main street, and the tree-lined alley became quiet and dimly lit. Zhang Feng was starting to worry that this girl was being too bold! Dressed so provocatively alone, and walking along this secluded path? The girl glanced back and smiled, continuing to walk unhurriedly. Zhang Feng's lust was instantly ignited by that fleeting, alluring look. Understanding her intent , he immediately quickened his pace to follow. The girl ahead turned into an even narrower path, and Zhang Feng hurried a few steps, afraid he would never find such . Suddenly, he lost his footing, felt a "thud" on the back of his head, as if he had been hit on the head with a club, then saw stars dancing before his eyes, and then he knew nothing more. Meanwhile, the girl ahead, as she walked, felt the footsteps behind her disappear. She turned around and saw that the man who had been following her was gone. "Huh? Judging from his clothes, he seemed like a rich man. Why did he run away?" The girl could only pretend be nonchalant and stand in the shade of a tree. After waiting for a while, still no one appeared. "What's wrong?" she wondered, turning back to where she had turned the corner. Looking around, she saw no one and muttered angrily, "Damn it, I misjudged him, wasted my time, and let him get away with the money I'd hooked. Oh well, I have to go fishing again; I haven't ." "Oh my god!" the girl screamed, looking down at the dark well opening, breaking out in a cold sweat. "That was close! One more step and I would have fallen in. Damn it, all the government officials do is seduce us; does anyone think about providing a safe path for me? Hey? Did that guy fall in?" The girl cautiously peered into the well; it was pitch black, she couldn't see anything, and a foul stench rose from it. "Ugh! It stinks! Hey, is anyone there?" No one answered, and the girl walked away dejectedly. When Zhang Feng woke up, he found himself completely naked, his hands bound behind his back, and his feet tied to the ends of a steel bar about a meter long. Not only that, but a dog collar was around his neck, and the leash was tightly secured to the middle of the steel bar beneath his feet. Zhang Feng was terribly bound! His thighs were spread wide, his knees were on the ground, and his buttocks were sticking out. Due to the pull of the leash, his chin was struggling to bite the ground, and his face was turned away. He couldn't even straighten his back! If he were lying on the ground, viewed from the side, Zhang Feng's knees, chin, and buttocks formed a triangle. Oh no! Oh no! Even with all his strength, Zhang Feng was helpless; he was tightly bound, in this embarrassing dog-like position. "Ouch! That hurts! Where...where am I?" Zhang Feng remembered that he had been following a beautiful young woman and had accidentally fallen into a well. How did he end up here? "Pole leader, he's awake," a little girl reported to someone in the shadows. "Oh?... Let him stay a little longer, we should have dinner." Zhang Feng was surprised to find that the little girl who reported was also completely naked, and the person in the shadows, judging from the voice, was a woman. Many of the children who slowly gathered around her were also little girls, and all of them were naked . The little girls brought out all sorts of bowls and plates, filled with all sorts of food. "Big sister, I found half a KFC hamburger today!" "Big sister, I want half a bowl of braised pork!" "I only want this steamed bun!"... After a flurry of reports, the little girls brought out all the food they had obtained that day. The best food, of course, went to their big sister, and the rest they shared. "So they're just a group of little beggars, but it's strange that they're all women!" *********************** Chapter Two: Encountering a Witch and Enduring Humiliation as a Male Slave *********************** After the leader had eaten and drunk her fill, while enjoying the girls' service, she teased Zhang Feng's penis with a bamboo stick, occasionally poking his anus, all while chatting with him. Zhang Feng finally understood what had happened: it turned out that this was the basement of an unfinished building, with the sewer leading to cesspool outside. Just now, a little girl went to empty the toilet, and someone fell in , splashing her with excrement and urine. The person who fell was unconscious and sank into the cesspool. The leader pulled him out, saving Zhang Feng life. They carried him to the water well to wash him clean, and then tied him up. His clothes, soaked in excrement and urine, had already been thrown away.

"Oh, then I should thank you for saving my life, young lady! But why are you tied up?"
"Saved you? Hmph, it's so I can use you. You don't need to thank me. Just be obedient from now on,
otherwise, you'll starve to death and no one will know."
"Use me? Make me beg for food for you?"
"Hehe, look at your delicate skin, who would give you food? You don't need to work hard, I'll take care of you, hee hee."
"Then what will you use me for?"
"To use your thing, hahaha." The leader used a bamboo stick to flick Zhang Feng's penis, and the other little girls
laughed. "Didn't you notice we're both girls? God gave us a male dog, so we should
enjoy it! It's been almost a year since we've had a man, hehe, you'd better repay my life-saving
grace!"
"Ah!?..." Zhang Feng was so surprised he didn't know what to say. He thought, "Oh no, I'm doomed. If I fall into
the hands of these hungry she-wolves, they might play me to death! I'd better go along with them for now and then figure out how to get out of this predicament."
Thinking of this, he put on a pitiful tone and said, "Big sister, if I hadn't been saved by you, I would have drowned
in the cesspool. I will definitely repay you. Look at me, a scholar, why tie me up like this? I can't
repay you like this, I can't even move an inch."
"Hmph, trying to fool me? You're still too green. Looking at your muscular body, I know you're a martial arts expert. Although I
have some skills, I can't be careless. It's safer to tie me up like this."
"Oh, okay, whatever you want. Big sister, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
"Hehe, it's so hot wearing clothes. Isn't it cooler this way? And no one
will bother you." "Oh, so you girls, no one bullies you?"
"Hmph, bully us? I'm from Cangzhou, Hebei. I've practiced martial arts since I was a child. Even seven or eight wild men
wouldn't be a match for me. My gang only accepts girls. With me protecting them, who dares to bully them?"
"Oh, I see. That eldest sister is so beautiful, how did she end up like this?"
"Hmph, I used to be a physical education teacher. I was sued for seducing a young boy, so I escaped. But now
it's pretty good. I have no worries about food or clothing. Even the Heavenly King doesn't care about us. He even sent us a man to play with. It's like being in heaven!"
"Oh my god, I must have played with too many women. This is my karma. Heaven is punishing me, letting me fall into this
devil 's hands. It seems I really can't get away for a while."
At this moment, the eldest sister was being licked by the young girls and was moaning softly. "Go, bring me
the thing ." "Yes." A little girl quickly brought a double-headed snake-shaped plastic penis, the SM type, with a belt
to wear. The gang leader inserted one end into her overflowing, wet vagina, tied the belt, and
the other end of the double-headed snake became the gang leader's "penis," thick, long, and shiny black—quite frightening.
Seeing the gang leader moving towards his buttocks, Zhang Feng realized something was wrong and quickly shouted,
"Oh no! Good sister, no! It's too big, it'll break me!" While shouting, he tried to twist
his buttocks to escape, but the opposite happened; the shaking buttocks only aroused the gang leader, and Zhang Feng
could not escape his fate of being raped.
The "glans" was already pressed against his anus. Zhang Feng was terrified, trembling all over. "Waaah... God,
good sister, please, don't insert it! I'll do anything you want!" His pleas were in vain. The leader did
n't care about Zhang Feng's condition and just kept trying to insert it.
Perhaps because Zhang Feng's anus had never been penetrated before, it was very tight and astringent. "Damn it, still a virgin?! I can't get it in.
How can I make it slippery? Ptooey." The leader spat twice on Zhang Feng's anus, but it still wasn't slippery enough.
"Big sister, we seem to have a can of bicycle repair oil. Can we use it?"
"Yes, go get it quickly."
The girl quickly brought a can of dark glycerin. "Here, put it here." The leader ordered the girl
to smear a patch of grease haphazardly on Zhang Feng's anus, then pressed the "glans" against Zhang Feng's anus again, clenched her vagina, and
thrust her waist forward, "plop," she forcefully inserted it. Zhang Feng trembled violently in pain, screaming like a pig being slaughtered
: "Ah!... Haha... It hurts!... It hurts so much... Ahhh..."
"Haha, that's so satisfying! So even stinky men are afraid of rape, good, good, I'll fuck you to death!" The leader was like
a pervert; the more Zhang Feng screamed, the more excited she became. Like a virile man, she forcefully pounded into Zhang Feng's anus.
One end of the double-headed vibrator brought Zhang Feng immense humiliation and pain, while the other end gave the leader's vagina an intense,
tingling pleasure!
"Hmm... Eek... So comfortable!... Rape is fucking awesome... No wonder those stinky
men always rape girls. Ouch... So itchy!..." The leader fully enjoyed
the immense pleasure given to her by the vibrations of the vaginal vibrator. Later, she discovered that every time Zhang Feng shook his buttocks, the plastic rod would vibrate as well.
Too lazy to exert herself, she simply straddled Zhang Feng's raised buttocks, letting him wriggle as he pleased,
enjoying the ride .
"Ouch...it hurts!...Sister...please...spare me!" Zhang Feng felt his anus being torn apart;
the humiliation and pain were unbearable, and he had no choice but to desperately beg the woman who had raped him. But the leader wouldn't give in.
Instead, she ordered the girls to torture Zhang Feng, forcing him to keep wriggling his buttocks: "Xiao Ling, come on, crawl under him and stroke his penis.
Xiao Li, pinch his testicles. Xiao Hong, pinch the back of his testicles."
The three naked girls began to play with and torture Zhang Feng's dangling penis. Poor Zhang Feng, his body actually reacted
; his penis slowly grew longer and harder.
"Huh? Big sister, this thing has become long and hard."
"Oh, hmm... okay... what? It's gotten longer?... Stop what you're doing, use that bamboo stick
to his balls hard."
"Ah?! Good sister, good grandma, please don't whip him, I'll let you rape me, you can rape me however you want
, okay ?" Zhang Feng begged the big sister in fear.
"Pah, do you even have the right to beg? You think I can rape you at will? What can you do if you don't? Give him a good beating." The leader straddled Zhang Feng's buttocks triumphantly,
ordering the girls to whip him . " Ah -
ah ... Zhang Feng was . He was afraid his penis would get hard again and be whipped. But the damn thing just wouldn't cooperate! His once proud and powerful penis, which had frightened and fascinated women, had now become a source of Zhang Feng's pain. The three young girls, completely naked, were caressing his penis. How could he resist? His penis became erect again. "Hehe, big sister, it's hard again." "Really? Then whip it again." "Ah? Ha! --- Please --- don't whip it --- you'll whip it until it bursts!" "Blow it until it bursts? Okay, okay, that's fun. Whip it as hard as you can, I want to see what it looks like !" This time, Zhang Feng was in real trouble. The young girls, only interested in having fun, whipped Zhang Feng's balls mercilessly. Finally, Zhang Feng was too weak to scream in pain, only convulsing. The swollen, purplish-red scrotum, like a large eggplant , had shattered the pride of this once arrogant man who had ravaged women. His once intelligent mind had ceased to function, driven entirely by instinct, his only desire being to survive. "Ah... Grandma... please spare me... I'll be your slave, your dog... anything , please stop convulsing... it hurts... I can't take it anymore..." "Sigh... a slave?... that's a good idea... do you know how to be a slave?" "Ah... yes, yes... I do." Zhang Feng answered hastily. "Tell me, how do you become a slave?" "Hmm... absolutely obey the master's orders... lick the master's feet... lick... the asshole... lick... lick that... and... drink the master's urine... and... and..." His experience as a former slave came in handy at this moment. "And what else?" The leader thrust harder. "You also eat the master's shit, and lick the master's asshole clean after the master shits." Zhang Feng, disregarding shame, rattled off a whole bunch of slave duties, "Basically, I'll do whatever the master tells me to do." "Oh, hehe, good... such a slave is really good. Now, let me test you. Tell me to let the master fuck you hard." "Ah?!... It hurts!" "Does it hurt?" The leader deliberately thrust harder a few times, causing Zhang Feng excruciating pain! Zhang Feng understood the slave 's duty; a short pain is better than a long one, so he went all out! "Ah! It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, the slave begs the master to fuck my asshole hard, fuck me hard, it feels so good, the slave loves the master fucking my asshole the most --- ah --- fuck me --- fuck me hard ---" Zhang Feng screamed like a madman. The leader, already close to climax, was stimulated by Zhang Feng's lewd cries and immediately climbed to the peak of sexual bliss, frantically thrusting. Zhang Feng gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and cooperated with the leader, vigorously twisting his hips until she was almost unconscious from pleasure. Fortunately, several young girls supported her. "Oh, so comfortable, I'm all soft! Quickly, let me lie down," the leader panted, being helped down onto her straw bed by the girls . "Quickly... let him... lick... lick there." The leader blushed, closed her eyes, and pointed to her disheveled genitals. "Quickly, untie it." The girls untied the double-headed snake from the leader's body, lifted Zhang Feng, and placed his mouth directly on her genitals . Zhang Feng had no choice but to try his best to please this she-devil, enduring the excruciating pain in his scrotum and anus, and carefully His tongue even lingered at her anus, penetrating her tight chrysanthemum. The eldest sister trembled slightly with pleasure, her lips uttering soft moans . "Oh my—you're really good, you're quite the slave." When Zhang Feng's tongue was exhausted from serving her, the eldest sister finally felt satisfied and let out a long sigh. "Hmm, I'll accept you as my slave now, you'd better be good!" "Yes, thank you for your favor, Master. This slave is so grateful...but...Master...I...I'm thirsty..." "Thirsty...hmm...who wants to pee?" "Me...eldest sister." "Me too." Several maids stepped forward. "You can give him your pee to drink." The eldest sister lifted Zhang Feng up, made him kneel on the ground, and untied his dog leash. Zhang Feng could finally straighten his back. "Then... won't he bite us?" "He wouldn't dare. If he leaks even a drop of urine, you can spank his balls." "Ah?! Don't spank me, I'll drink it. Little sister, come here." "You should call them little masters, you have no right to call them little sisters." "Oh, right, right, slaves deserve to die, little master, come here." A little girl walked timidly to Zhang Feng, spread her legs, and looked a little shy. Zhang Feng's mouth was a bit too high, so he had to bend down, tilt his head back, and cover the little girl's vulva with his mouth. Actually, this little girl was very young. Her vulva was white and clean, just a mound of fat with a thin slit in the middle. Even her labia hadn't developed yet, and naturally, no pubic hair had grown. She looked to be only seven or eight years old. Normally, Zhang Feng have been very fond of such a young girl, but now their status was different. This seven-foot-tall man was the little girl's slave, and she was going to urinate in his mouth.

After several attempts, the little girl finally started urinating. Zhang Feng was also extremely thirsty! Ignoring the smell,
he gulped it all down in one go, even carefully licking the little girl's vulva clean with his tongue afterward.
"Oh...so comfortable...it's so much fun to urinate like this!" the little girl exclaimed excitedly, turning to say goodbye to the
little girl.
The other little girls eagerly took turns urinating into Zhang Feng's mouth. At first, Zhang Feng was so thirsty that he drank all the urine,
but later, when seven or eight little girls came to urinate, he couldn't drink anymore and spilled a lot. As a result, his swollen
scrotum, buttocks, and back were whipped again, the pain making Zhang Feng want to die! But the leader forced him
to hold back and not scream. In just one night, Zhang Feng was tortured into submission and weakness by the leader. Even a
cough would make Zhang Feng tremble. He feared he wouldn't obey the leader's orders properly and tried his best to please her
to avoid further torture.
He secretly tried to pull away from the ropes binding his back, but they only tightened. No wonder she was a martial artist! The bindings were so intricate that there was no
chance of escape. Zhang Feng, like a deflated balloon, curled up at the leader's feet and helplessly drifted into
a deep sleep. Who knew what kind of torture awaited him tomorrow?

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Chapter Three: Burning Penis - The Slave's Cruelty
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I felt my head being kicked. I struggled to open my eyes and found the leader kicking him. "Oh, Master,
you're awake." "Lick it for me." The master lazily spread her limbs and ordered me to work. I
struggled to crawl to the master's crotch and diligently stuck out my tongue to serve her vulva.
The master's labia were light brown with many wrinkles, and the pubic hair was quite thick. Although her vulva
wasn't exactly clean, it was still much cleaner than the crazy women I'd seen on the street. I licked carefully, using the tip of my tongue to part the two labia
, slowly tracing the moist crevice downwards, all the way to the small, brown anus, then back up
. Each time I reached the anus, my mistress would slightly tighten it, her body trembling slightly. I
was also infected, gradually becoming excited, my tongue becoming even more attentive. My mistress's vagina began to flow with a slightly fragrant
nectar, and I even gradually came to like the faint sour smell of her anus.
The two labia slowly thickened, slightly opening, like a baby's little mouth seeking milk. I pushed my tongue in
hard, and my mistress immediately let out a pleasurable "hum." Clearly encouraging me, my mistress spread her thighs even wider
, and I stuffed almost half of my tongue into her vaginal opening, stirring it around. My sensitive tongue
slid against the equally sensitive walls of the cavity, and I could feel the tender walls welcoming my tongue, wriggling and twitching.
Between her two red lips, a small, bright red, slightly translucent clitoris slowly rose. I knew it was my mistress's
most sensitive clitoris, so I gently touched its tip with the tip of my tongue. "Eee-ah—" My mistress moaned
softly, her thighs seeming to want to rub together, but it was only a gesture, not a real
movement, because my tongue felt better to her.
"Oh... good... good slave... you're so good!... good brother!" My mistress, aroused
, disregarded all formalities, calling me "brother" in a babbling voice.
My scrotum was still swollen, the drooping feeling unbearable! But my penis was already engorged with blood. Perhaps it was
the mistress 's nectar that had an aphrodisiac effect.
"I want it, hurry!" My mistress writhed her full body, pleading with me to enter her with tender longing. But I
was powerless. “Master, I… I can’t serve you like this, I… I can’t serve you.”
The master didn’t speak, but turned around, sticking out her large, fat buttocks in a doggy-style position.
I, of course, knew better and knelt up, my hard penis erect, carefully and slowly inserting it into the master’s warm, moist hole.
“Mmm---So good---Faster---”
“Oh---Oh---Serving the master is so blissful---So comfortable---” I couldn’t help but
moan lewdly. At the climax, both the master and I howled wildly, our bodies writhing violently, leaving
the surrounding girls dumbfounded! My prowess satisfied the master, and I held on for a long time until she
climaxed first, then I let myself go and began to ejaculate as well. The hot semen surged through the master’s uterus, pushing her
from climax to an even higher climax.
“I want more, don’t stop!” the master commanded breathlessly. Luckily, I was highly skilled and had already
ejaculated, but I could still continue. However, this time it wasn't my pleasure anymore; my penis only felt intense
pain , while my master was enjoying wave after wave of climax. The howling like a mother wolf mating echoed through the dark
, winding underground alleyways, surely carrying far and wide.
"Oh, what a capable male dog! It's been so long since I've felt this good!" My master felt like her bones were falling apart; without even turning
her body , she pounced forward, collapsing onto the straw bed, pursing her lips to savor the afterglow of her climax.
"Big sister, is this comfortable?"
"Yes, it's so good! When you grow up, you'll know this is the most wonderful thing in the world, a hundred times better than eating KFC."
"Then, can we try some?"

"Go away, little girl. You can only try it when you grow up. Now you have to keep your chastity, or no one will want you when you grow up."
"Big sister, why is the blood coming out white? Is it leukemia?" The little girl didn't know that what
was flowing from her vagina was my semen.
"Ah? Oh no! You damned, filthy slave! Give her a good beating!" The mistress suddenly erupted in anger, blaming me for ejaculating
inside her, probably worried about pregnancy.
"Ouch! -- It hurts --- Don't beat me there --- If you beat me badly, I won't be able to serve you anymore --- Master,
have mercy --- I've had a sterilization written on my name --- I can't get pregnant ---"
"Stop, what did you say?"
"I've had long-acting birth control pills injected, you won't get pregnant," I explained nervously to the mistress.
Finally, they stopped hitting me, but then they found a rusty steel bar and wedged it right at the base of my testicles. They then
laboriously tightened the screws, finally securing my penis and scrotum tightly. That wasn't all. They had the girls
knead my penis until it was swollen, then tightly wrapped a wire around the base. Now, semen would never come out again
, and even blood flow was difficult. I felt an unbearable throbbing pain in my scrotum and penis; even the slightest movement
caused excruciating pain.
"Hehe, this is fun!" My master became interested and began to torment me. "Come here." I obediently moved
slowly to kneel before my master, my thighs naturally spread apart because of the steel bar binding my feet.
My scrotum, swollen like a purple eggplant, glowed bluish in the dim candlelight. My thick, long penis stood erect, the purplish-red glans
staring at my master.
My master stretched out a pair of soft, delicate hands, wantonly kneading my pitiful and ridiculous bloat. Pain
instantly coursed through my entire body. I was about to scream when my master glared at me, startling me into
silence . My handsome face contorted in agony.
As my master kneaded and rubbed, a sliver of pleasure slowly emerged from the pain. I felt my penis throbbing more and more painfully. My master held my two swollen testicles tightly in his hand, the intense pain making me tremble. Yet, my penis throbbed
even more violently , the provocative glans nodding incessantly at my master, finally attracting his attention and bringing even greater pain and humiliation. My master plucked a thin blade of grass from the straw bed and carefully aimed the pointed tip at my urethra. " Oh my god ! Is she going to insert that blade of grass into my urethra?" I struggled in terror, but my master held my scrotum firmly, preventing me from escaping this miserable predicament. I watched in horror as the straw stalk slowly slid into my penis, centimeter by centimeter. Intense pain shot through my body, radiating from my genitals to my upper body, finally reaching my brain. I trembled violently, my face deathly pale. My mind felt completely overwhelmed by the agony; I couldn't think straight. My entire being seemed to consist only of that grotesque mass of excruciating pain. I hated myself for having that thing! I couldn't remember the endless pleasure it had once brought me. My master was a devil! He fiddled with my supple penis, watching the thin blade of grass dancing up and down, clapping with glee, and even calling over the girls to join in. A group of naked girls surrounded me, groping me haphazardly—this was my usual entertainment. But today was different. I had become their sex slave. My penis was played with in countless bizarre ways in their hands, bringing me only one thing—pain! I kept pleading with them in a low voice, but this seemed to excite them even more! Perhaps they had always been looked down upon, so they became even more ruthless towards me, completely disregarding whether my body could withstand it. This kind of play would probably kill me soon, and that was what I feared most, because the eldest sister —my supreme master—didn't seem to want to keep me for long. To her, I was just a toy she had picked up by chance; once she was tired of playing with me, there was no need to keep me anymore, as that would consume precious food . I didn't seem to be valued as much as food. "Big sister, can we burn these testicles?" A very small girl, holding a candle, wanted to see what would happen if the testicles were burned. At her age, she was curious about everything. "Ah! --- No --- Master --- Please --- Spare me --- I will serve you well --- Don't burn me --- Master ---" I could no longer bear the fear of being tortured, and cried out, begging my master to be kinder to me. Hearing my howls, my mistress grew impatient. She looked around and grabbed only a small floral panty, which she shoved into my mouth, threateningly saying in a coquettish voice, "Bite it down. If it falls off, I'll cut off your penis." "I know, my mistress will do that. She doesn't care about my body parts at all, and she seems more willing to rape me than let me defile her." This meant that my penis had no value to my mistress. So I dared not scream anymore, dared not open my mouth, and bit down tightly on my mistress's panty. It was probably a very old pair of panties, soaked in my mistress's urine and vaginal fluid, so much so that the crotch area was yellowed and stiff. The pungent, fishy smell of a woman was extremely strong; the first whiff almost choked me, but slowly I discovered that the smell actually had a good pain-relieving effect! Although they were still ravaging my genitals, I began to greedily inhale the pungent smell of my mistress's panty, which not only relieved the waves of pain in my genitals but even aroused me somewhat. “大姐姐，这根鸡巴又变大了，一跳一跳的，我用蜡烛烧一下行麽？” “嗯。”主人懒散地斜倚在她的草床上，有两个小丫头在侍候她：一个在舔阴，另一个在吸乳。主人微笑着看着我的赘物，也期待着看看火烧鸡巴究竟会怎样？小丫头把蜡烛放到我的卵蛋下面，火苗轻轻舔了我一口，我嗓子眼深处发出一声凄厉的惨嚎，可被主人的内裤捂在嘴，只变成含混不清的一声“呜－－－”，随即拼力一跳，然后便重重地跌倒在主人的脚前面。把那小丫头和主人都吓了一跳。 “欠揍的臭奴隶，还敢躲避？把他还象昨天那样栓住。”主人怒气沖沖地叫来几个小丫头来收拾我。 "Master! --- It's not that I want to hide --- I just can't help it ---" I cried and begged my master, but I couldn't speak, because if I pulled down his underwear, he would cut off my penis. I shook my head desperately and whimpered incoherently, but my master wouldn't listen. He ordered several maids to tie the dog leash to the steel bars under my feet. I was now a triangular dumpling again, unable to move at all. The maids put me in a doggy-style position, exposing my buttocks completely to my master.

"Come on, burn this." The master ordered the youngest maid to use a candle flame to burn my glans and swollen scrotum.
"Ugh—ugh—" I hated myself for not fainting from the pain. I was still fully conscious and sensitive
to excruciating pain of the burning flesh!
Because the blood in my penis couldn't flow back, it was already hard, and with this burning stimulation, my
penis completely lost control and became even harder. "Maybe I do have a masochistic gene?" I was immersed in
a sea of pain, but I could still vaguely feel a strange pleasure, and even wished that the master would
smash my penis and testicles with a sledgehammer.
"Ah!—" I felt the straw inserted in my urethra burning, and the flames quickly spread along the straw to my glans and
urethral opening. "The tender flesh of the urethral opening must be charred." I smelled the burnt smell of roasting meat, and at the same time, my thick
penis throbbed violently due to the excruciating pain.
The candlelight casually licked at my defenseless penis, like grilling a sausage. The little girl was extremely interested.
She burned the glans, then the neck, then the testicles. I trembled violently from the pain, but I couldn't escape at all.
To think that I, a brave man, was being so ravaged by a child was unbearable!
As time passed, I was too weak to scream, clinging tightly to my master's underwear,
barely clinging to life. At this moment, I was even grateful to my master for giving me such a pair of underwear, because I realized that all my nerves depended on
my master's fragrant, fishy smell for support. I can't imagine what would have happened to me without these underwear? I
would have completely collapsed and died.

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Chapter 4: Enema Slave Turned into a Bitch
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The little girl finally got tired of grilling my poor, mushy thing. My master, however, watched and fondled it with great interest. "
Tsk tsk , so many bubbles! Like pearls adorning my testicles, so fun!"
My master's hands possessed unimaginable magic, gently kneading my testicles; the sensation was truly wondrous!
It hurt, it numb, and itched, even my anus was throbbing nervously. I lay prone on the ground, biting my master's
underwear , moaning softly.
My bulge was no longer recognizable as a man's: my testicles were even more swollen, and even with my
legs spread, I could feel that the enormous testicles almost filled my crotch, rubbing against
the inside of my thighs. I thought that if I could stand, I certainly wouldn't be able to close my legs. My penis was still hard, only thicker.
But the strangest change was that the surface of my penis was densely covered with peanut-sized bubbles, white and translucent, one
after another, even the originally purplish-red glans was covered by the bubbles. My crotch looked like it was hanging with a large bunch of fleshy,
limp, rotten grapes. The base of the bulge was still tightly bound to the steel ring.
The master, having had his fill of my rotten grapes, began to take an interest in my anus. "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, you brat,
where are you? Go get that bucket of paste." The girl named Xiaoyu ran up and brought a broken iron bucket, presumably
filled with paste. "Oh, it's all dried up, Xiaoyu, pee a little." Xiaoyu spread her legs and squeezed hard, finally managing to urinate
. "So little? You all come here, those who need to pee, pee here." Several of the girls urinated, and
after , the master picked up a stick and stirred it in the bucket.
"Xiaoling, I remember there's a broken air pump, isn't there?" "Hmm, I'll go find it." Before long, Xiaoling
indeed found an air pump. It was truly a broken air pump: only the casing and the pump rod remained.
The master forcefully pried open my anus and shoved the egg-thick air pump into my rectum. I was in excruciating pain,
but I dared not and could not escape. All I could do was
bite down on my master's underwear, tears streaming down my face. My master and a group of little masters poured the thin, sticky paste into the air pump. When it was about half full, they
shoved the pump in and forced it in. I felt something cool slowly seeping into my buttocks—it was urine mixed
with the paste. They kept forcing it in, filling the entire bucket with the paste. I don't
know if it had gone into my stomach, but my belly was definitely swollen, feeling like it was about to burst. The
urge to defecate had already become unbearable.
My master, probably worried I wouldn't be able to hold it in, picked up a few leftover pieces of steamed bun, each about the size of an egg. He
forcefully shoved these buns into my anus, kicking the last one in with his foot.
I was half-conscious from being bloated, drool dripping down the floor, my eyes rolling back, gasping for breath. But then, to my surprise
, my master brought out a needle and thread and sewed up my anus and chrysanthemum. Each stitch pierced directly through my anus, the numerous
nerve amplifying the pain a hundredfold before transmitting it to my brain. Every inch of my flesh twitched with pain; my buttocks trembled,
my genitals swayed, and my thighs cramped. "Do I... still feel pain? It seems I'm numb with pain.
Do I feel that pleasure within the pain? It's like a faint glimmer." I had been tortured by my master into a complete walking corpse.
All my thoughts were dictated by the fine thread.
My master finished sewing, looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, and patted my buttocks. She circled me a few
times seemingly devising new ways to torment me. She untied my hands, then tightly
bound them to the sides of my collar with wire, made me hold my neck with both hands, and then bound my fingers tightly with thin wire. I
couldn't escape at all. My master, worthy of being a martial arts disciple, was absolutely first-rate in her binding techniques.
After retying my hands, my master released my feet. But he then attached a heavy chain ball to
the base of my penis. When I was lying down, the large iron ball was on the ground, but as soon as I squatted up, the iron ball lifted off the ground.
At this point, the weight of the iron ball was suspended on the steel ring at the base of my penis. The falling ring immediately pressed down on my
ravaged penis, and a sharp pain instantly shattered any illusions I had. The only option was to immediately lie down and
let the iron ball fall to the ground.
"Good heavens! She didn't give me the slightest chance. Even though I used to be a fierce dragon and tiger, now: my stomach is full of
filth, making me dizzy; my penis is swollen and painfully engorged; my hands are tied tightly behind my neck, rendering them useless
; my legs can stand and move, but the large iron ball hanging from them strictly restricts
my movements at all times."
"Alright, my dog is safe now." The owner proudly pulled on the leash around my neck.
"Get up, you stinky dog, get up!" The owner kicked my butt and pulled on the leash, walking away. I finally understood
why the owner changed the way he tied me up. This way, I could move more freely on the ground, but
I couldn't stand up and wouldn't pose any threat to the owner. "My God! Is this how I'm
going to live the rest of my life as a dog?"
Regardless, I have no choice but to obey my owner now. My elbows are my "front paws," my knees my
"hind paws," my thighs can't be together, or even close together; they have to be spread wide
to make room for my swollen, protruding belly, but they swing around mercilessly, causing me immense pain! My
rear end is sticking up high because my front paws are short, and my rear end sways dramatically and ridiculously. My
swollen belly makes movement even more difficult.
My thoughts begin to muddle; I start to doubt whether I really am a
lame . Because I have a hole to serve my owner, I can be considered a female dog.
Pulled by my owner, I laboriously crawled a few laps. I was very happy with my progress; I quickly
mastered the dog crawling skill. My owner was satisfied with my progress and rewarded me by letting me drink her urine.
My owner stood there, spread her legs, and pulled the reins; I cleverly knelt up. My master reached out and removed
the underwear from my mouth, manipulating the reins to press my mouth tightly against his fragrant vulva. I immediately extended my soft, warm
tongue, carefully licking his labia, the tip of my tongue parting the two lips and probing into his honeyed opening. I could feel
his genitals trembling slightly with tension. I licked his clitoris with my tongue, and his body swayed, letting out a
comfortable moan, "Eee---good--good dog--I need to pee---" I quickly
licked his urethra a few times, feeling the tip of my tongue feel his urethra slightly swell, and then the sweet, pungent urine poured into
my mouth.
I drank it all without spilling a drop. Finally, I reluctantly licked his entire genital area, using my tongue
to groom his thick pubic hair, making it neatly pressed against his elastic vulva,
each hair shining as if it had just been treated with oil.
"Master, let this lowly dog lick your backside clean." I actually took the initiative, I don't even know
why, it just seemed natural.
"Oh ho, quite attentive, alright then." Master happily turned around, sticking out her plump buttocks,
revealing her small anus. The anus was dark brown, with a beautiful shape. Actually, Master's buttocks were quite white, but
I only noticed it now. I stretched out my tongue and probed into the deep cleft of her buttocks, licking Master's anus.
There were some small bits of feces stuck to the anus, which I carefully licked clean one by one, finally licking Master's anus clean
and smooth, revealing its light brown true color.
After I finished licking, I said obsequiously, "Master's anus smells so good, from now on, after Master finishes defecating, let
this dog lick it clean for you."
"Oh my, what a cute dog!" Master was very happy, and even turned my face up to look at me and smiled.
This was the first time Master had smiled at me, and not only that, Master also gently stroked my face. I was overwhelmed
with tears welling in my eyes. I couldn't help but wag my hips, like a dog trying to be obedient. My mistress
gently ran her slender fingers across my lips, and I opened my mouth, lovingly sucking on her fingers.
My mistress began to dress. I saw a pair of women's shoes by the straw bed, so I crawled over with difficulty, picked them
up , and brought them to her. After she put on the shoes, I kissed her feet. Then she pulled me along.
The other girls were also dressed up, completely different from how clean they had been the night before. They were all dressed in tattered clothes, except for
the mistress, who was dressed better. The girls followed behind me, whipping me with bamboo sticks to drive me away,
laughing jeering. I ignored them, enduring the excruciating pain, using my abused genitals to pull the heavy iron
ball, crawling laboriously behind my mistress.
I don't know if I'm submitting to being a dog to avoid suffering, or if I'm willing to be
a dog to savor the pleasure of purgatory. Anyway, all I want to do now is obey and please my master. The only difference is that my brain can still be aware of the strong
urge to defecate and urinate, and my nerves can still feel the excruciating pain in my penis. But perhaps my pain center has been
numbed by the overwhelming pain. Now I'm slowly getting used to the various kinds
of pain , and I'm even gradually learning to feel that ethereal, inexplicable excitement hidden in the sea of pain!
The strong urge to defecate makes me want to break through the taboo of the anus, but the few pieces of dry bread that I forcefully stuff into my anus
are already very swollen from being soaked, stretching my anus tightly. My anus would occasionally swell, but
the sutures would immediately cause me excruciating tearing pain. My anus would involuntarily tighten, and each tightening
would cause my large abdomen to feel intense bloating pain again. In addition, the contraction of the anus would cause the lumps to twitch, which would
also immediately produce intense pain. This, combined with the pain that was already caused by the shaking,
made my entire genital area feel like a painful lava pit.
My bladder was already full, but my penis, which was used for urination, was swollen and stiff. Moreover, my delicate urethra
was not only torn by the straw but also blocked by it. How could I urinate! But the urge to urinate grew stronger and stronger. Finally,
probably because of the high pressure in my bladder, I managed to squeeze out a few drops of urine.
However, the alkaline urine caused great irritation to the ruptured urethra! I trembled all over from the pain! What I
didn't expect was that the straw in my urethra had become swollen from being soaked in water. The straw, which was originally as thin as a matchstick, was now swollen to the point of feeling full.
It was as thick as a chopstick, and my penis felt like it was about to burst. Every sway felt like a sharp knife stabbing
my genitals.
But I still had to thank God and my master! Because the straw stalk had a siphon effect; after swelling,
the urine in my bladder slowly flowed out along the core of the stalk. Although it only appeared as a
string , at least there was an effusion opening, preventing my bladder from bursting. I was like a dog,
urinating all the way.
My knees and elbows were already chafed and starting to hurt. But then I sensed another danger! My master
had led me out of the underground maze. I, a seven-foot-tall man, was now completely naked, my buttocks swaying exaggeratedly high
, my crotch wide open, revealing a mushy, blister-covered penis. The swollen,
somewhat ulcerated glans, resembling a rotten persimmon, had a blackened meatus dripping urine,
and a heavy iron ball dangled from the base of the genitals. My enormous belly hindered my crawling. I had been
led out like this by a woman, displayed like her dog, worse than a real dog.
I felt a humiliation worse than excruciating pain! Even my buttocks were burning! But I must admit, at this moment,
I suddenly felt an unprecedented excitement! The fiery magma within my lower abdomen began to erupt at this instant.
However, the entire base of my penis was tightly constricted, my penis was swollen, and my urethra was blocked, so the magma had no
outlet to erupt, only surging and crashing inside my lower abdomen. Meanwhile, the orgasms kept assaulting me; my anus, penis, testicles,
and even my whole body were convulsing violently as if I had malaria.
My stomach ached, my bladder ached, my seminal vesicles ached, my anus ached, my urethra ached—all the pain and the immense
orgasmic pleasure were mixed together in a chaotic way, exploding in every cell of my body. In that instant,
I was dizzy, I was crazy, I was dazed; I experienced the extreme pleasure of being kissed by death!
It seemed like the orgasms lasted for a long time, and my mistress became impatient. She didn't care about a dog in heat anymore, and she
pulled hard on the reins. The girls behind me also whipped my buttocks hard with bamboo sticks. Like a stubborn dog, I
was dragged by them to the empty construction site.
Thankfully, there was no one on the construction site. This unfinished building had probably been abandoned for a long time; rusty
metal tools were scattered everywhere, but none of them were intact.
My owner tied my reins to a steel ring on a large concrete block and unexpectedly found
a —perhaps it used to hang on the neck of a horse transporting goods? But now it hung on my collar.
I shook it ingratiatingly, and the bell made a broken "jingle," which pleased my owner. Then she led her
little sisters out through a hole in the wall. I guessed they were going to start their "begging
work" for the day.
My pain hadn't lessened at all; I was just gradually getting used to it. Now, there was also a sense of fear and
shame , lest someone crawl in and see me, this miserable "dog."
The urge to urinate persisted, but eventually, it was slowly expelled, perhaps reaching a certain balance; the bladder
pain no longer intensified. But the urge to defecate grew stronger and stronger, to the point that I eventually focused all my energy on
tightening my anus. I desperately wished that the excrement and piss could come out from above—my mouth. The
unreleased semen continued to torment my lower abdomen, causing throbbing pain in my seminal vesicles while simultaneously
maintaining a certain pleasure. I endured this cruel torment in this cruel purgatory! My chaotic mind
couldn't think of any way to escape.
I drifted in and out of consciousness for a very long time, then opened my eyes and saw that it was already dusk. I
felt unbearably hungry and thirsty, anxiously hoping for my master's return. "Oh... my master, you won't not
come back, will you? You won't abandon this poor dog, will you? Master! I really miss you so much!"

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Chapter 5 Dog Poops for Dinner
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I pricked up my ears and listened carefully; it seemed like footsteps were getting closer. I was frantic, my face flushed,
trying to hide behind something, but the dog leash restricted my movement. I
crawled around anxiously, but could only go in circles. "Oh my god! If anyone sees me in this shameful state, I
'll never be able to live again!" What made me even more ashamed was that I suddenly had to pee.
A string of smelly urine dripped from the swollen, stiff tip of my penis; I couldn't control it at all, I lost control.
Finally, footsteps approached me. My heart pounded wildly as I peeked out. "Oh,
thank goodness ! My master is back."
My master walked up to me, ignoring me, and simply untied the leash, pulling me back to the basement.
Once inside the basement "bedroom," my master and his pets stripped naked. They then led me to a
well , where they first washed their naked bodies with cool water, dried themselves, and then, while discussing
their day's events, walked back to the "bedroom." I, of course, silently followed behind.
After my owner sat down on the straw bed, she finally had time to talk to me. "Little doggy, how did you behave today?"
"Master, I missed you so much. I was very good today and didn't bark."
"Hmm, not bad!" My owner patted my head approvingly. "Are you thirsty? Are you hungry?"
"I nodded vigorously and wagged my butt."
"Master, I'm so uncomfortable in my butt, my stomach is about to burst! Please, Master, let me
out !" I pleaded pitifully, tears streaming down my face.
"That will have to wait until we've eaten."
"I nodded vigorously again and wagged my butt to be good." I finally had hope, and I was so touched.
My owner called the little girls to gather the food they had gathered that day. The best food was naturally given to the eldest sister, and
the rest of the little girls shared it.
My owner's delicate feet were right in front of me, so I took her toes in my mouth and began to lick them diligently.
My master's feet were covered in dust from the "bedroom" floor, but I didn't mind. The sour
smell from his feet hit me like a blast of smoke, instantly making my penis hard.
I licked them more and more greedily, covering the entire foot before moving on to the other. My master clearly enjoyed my licking,
silently eating a chicken leg while watching me with astonishment.
After licking both feet, I looked up at my master. He had already finished his dinner. "Xiaoyu,
untie the stitches in his anus and get him a basin."
Untying the stitches felt like sawing my anus with a small saw blade—it was excruciatingly painful! But I managed to endure it.
"Doggy, you have to poop in the basin like a real dog."
Luckily, I had been trained by Hu Mei, so I knew how to poop. I then stepped back to
the edge of the basin, kneeling with my knees apart, my buttocks hanging above the basin, my upper body leaning forward, and my front paws on the ground. The standard
dog pooping posture, except my "front paws" are too short, making my butt too high.
My owner and the little girls all gathered around my butt, eager to see how this "dog"
poops.
I had thought my stomach was so bloated that I would immediately poop as soon as the stitches were removed, but that wasn't the case.
The "bun" stuffed in my anus was swollen badly, and I had to strain to push it out. My anus, which had just had its stitches removed, was very painful. I
struggled between the anal pain and the stomach pain, but ultimately, due to the excessive pressure inside my abdomen, I
could no longer stop my efforts to defecate.
"Oh dear! Look, my anus is bulging!"
"Look, something white is showing, oh, it's a bun, it's coming out, it's coming out." The little girls excitedly
watched my defecation.
"Hehe, watch me mess with it." One of the little girls mischievously used a wooden stick to forcefully push the newly protruding
bun. I couldn't withstand her; the steamed bun I'd struggled to expel was shoved back in.
I felt so uncomfortable and sad, but I had no right to complain. I had to push again, slowly
expelling the bun, a gurgling sound rising from my throat. Thankfully, the girl stopped bothering
me, and I finally expelled a piece of steamed bun.
I persevered, straining until my face turned red, and finally expelled several pieces of steamed bun that were blocking my anus . Immediately afterward, a torrent of
runny, filthy waste gushed out.
"Ugh! It stinks!" the girls exclaimed. Someone then used a bamboo stick to whip my buttocks hard. My
anus involuntarily tightened. When she stopped whipping, I continued to expel waste uncontrollably. "Hey! This is so much
fun !" the girls exclaimed, discovering a new world. They whipped me intermittently, stopping and watching me
defecate in bursts.
In a state of utter shame and pain, I finally emptied my stomach, filling a basin to the brim.
There was paste, my own feces, and a few pieces of steamed bun floating on top.
"Doggy, weren't you hungry? Eat this for dinner. As the saying goes, a leopard can't change its spots,"
my owner commanded after watching me defecate.
Looking at the basin of yellowish-brown excrement, before I could even think, I
vomited, the sticky vomit covering the mess.
I vomited a lot before finally stopping. I looked at my owner with pleading eyes, "Master, I'm not hungry."
Actually I was starving and thirsty, having not eaten or drunk anything all day.
My owner was gentle; she didn't scold me. She simply squatted down in front of me, legs spread wide, revealing her beautiful garden
. Beneath thick pubic hair, a bright red vulva was visible, the labia slightly twitching. I
was stunned! But my owner didn't seem to mind. Because she wouldn't feel ashamed for being looked at by a "dog."
"Are you thirsty?" The master's gentle words were incredibly alluring; before I could even nod, my penis
was already throbbing. I wagged my hips and nodded, pleading with the master. But then the master strained her lower abdomen, and
with a "whoosh," a stream of clear urine gushed from the depths of her vulva, splashing onto my food bowl.
Watching the urine spray freely, I trembled violently, trying to bury my head in the master's crotch,
but I couldn't. I could only pitifully sigh that the master's urine had been wasted.
"You stinking dog, you must eat this bowl of dog food, or I'll use this steel spike
to shovel and out your mouth." The master pointed with her foot at a steel spike lying on the ground.
So thick! So long! I trembled with fear! I knew the master didn't really like me; killing
me wouldn't hurt her at all. I was terrified! I hesitated! The bamboo stick began to tear and bite at my buttocks.
A foot stepped on my head, shoving me into the dog bowl. I immediately choked on a mouthful of dog poop, struggling to lift
my face, barely managing to catch my breath before being shoved back into the bowl.
As I was forced and pathetically swallowing the poop, my already abused anus
suddenly felt a thick rod penetrating it. I could sense that my master was raping me again with the two-headed snake.
This time, the two-headed snake brought me nothing but pain. My anus was ravaged, utterly powerless and torn apart with excruciating pain.
My rectum was probably being pulled out of my anus; every time my master pulled out his "big cock," I felt
my intestines being ripped apart with excruciating pain.
Being cruelly raped by my master and coldly trampled on by my little master, I finally finished the poop.
"Such a big bowl of stinking poop, and I actually finished it all?! What a miracle! Maybe it's because of
the master's fragrant urine on it?" I thought, my dog brain fuzzy with confusion. My rear end was still receiving my master's
favor.
My stomach swelled up again, my bladder started to ache, and my glans began to drip urine again. My master
finally ejaculated behind me, and I heard his excited moans.
After several more intense spasms in my anus, my master suddenly pulled out that "big cock." My poor anus was torn and
wouldn't tighten anymore; it just stood there, wide open, a dark hole, letting the cool air pour directly into my buttocks.
"Wow! So comfortable!" After each time her master was satisfied with me, she would lazily lie on the straw
bed . She ordered the little maid to remove the two-headed snake from her body, then pulled my dog reins to her crotch. I understood
her meaning. Although I was in great pain, I quickly stuck out my tongue and carefully licked her genitals.
The genitals before me terrified me; they were her deadly weapon for conquering me. Whenever she presented this
beautiful fleshy clam to me, I had no choice but to submit to her.
"Hmm—Eek—" Her two labia seemed to possess a majestic aura, forcing me
to humbly serve her with my dog tongue. Her clitoris was my supreme queen, and I
licked it with all my heart.
When my tongue gently touched the tip of her clitoris, her body would tremble noticeably. I
couldn't help but gently close my lips, tenderly sucking on that extremely tender bud. My master was intensely stimulated!
Her thighs clamped tightly around my head, her waist twisting like a snake. I was forced to change
positions , otherwise my neck would be snapped by my master.
Even so, I dared not neglect my master's clitoris in the slightest. Suddenly,
a thin stream of pale yellow liquid shot out from the base of my master's clitoris, deep within her paradise. Its strong, pungent scent stimulated me into
a state of arousal. My swollen penis began to throb violently, as if about to ejaculate. Of course, the semen still couldn't be released, causing my seminal vesicles to swell and ache again. But I really loved this pleasure, that hellish sexual pleasure
that came with a flood of pain ! After my master climaxed again under the service of my tongue, he lazily kicked me aside. My master needed to rest for a while. ********************* Chapter Six: Dog Slave Forced to Buy Prostitution ********************* The little girls had nothing to do after dinner, and now that they had a big dog like me to play with, they were all very excited. They dragged me around the house, making me pick up all sorts of things with my mouth. Later, they followed the example of the older sister and had me lick their vulvas. The little girls' vulvas were not yet developed, a plump mound of fat with a thin groove in the center, without a single hair on the surface , only the shadow of the labia minora. The clitoris, unique to mature women, was still deeply buried deep within the tender vulva. The vaginal opening was not as slippery as that of mature women, but it was very tender. I loved licking my little masters' tender vulvas; the faint fleshy fragrance was different from the musky scent of mature women. The little masters were very comfortable with my licking. They giggled and laughed. At this moment, the master finished resting and slowly walked to me. The little girls obediently stepped aside, and I immediately knelt up, my tongue serving the master again. The master's legs began to tremble, and her panting became more and more rapid, "Ugh-ah-doggy-lie down--" I lay on the ground, my stiff penis standing straight up. My mistress slowly crouched down, grasping my swollen, blister-covered penis with one hand. A jolt of electricity sent shivers down my spine. She positioned the glans against her delicate, fleshy mouth, and with a downward thrust, swallowed my entire penis. I saw a look of ecstatic intoxication immediately spread across her face. "Oh—it's so full—so comfortable!" Yes, my already thick and long penis was now nearly twice its original size, probably as thick as a forearm, the glans as big as a small apple. Of course, her narrow little nest would be completely filled. But the blisters on my penis had all been bitten open by her lewd mouth. My entire penis was now exposed , revealing tender, raw flesh. My mistress straddled my lower abdomen, swaying and moaning triumphantly, while I was plunged into a boundless ocean of pain. Lying beneath my master's crotch, I was deathly pale, shivering all over, my legs convulsing, my hands bound to my collar, offering no solace from my suffering. Finally, I couldn't bear it any longer and let out a dying, pitiful howl, "Ah—woof—." My master, annoyed by my noise, ordered a young maid to cover my mouth with her anus. My head was painfully pressed to the ground, making it difficult to breathe; my mouth could no longer utter a sound, only a gurgling sound escaping from deep within my throat. "Arch your legs up so I can lean on you," my master commanded. I had no choice but to bend my knees and brace myself against my master's back. But my exposed anus provided the young maids with a hole to torture me. They picked up a rough, thick stick and inserted it into my anus; I felt as if my entire intestines were being ripped apart. The excruciating pain forced me to involuntarily arch my back, which pleased my master, as she no longer needed to exert herself to shake me. "Ah—this is good, you can keep thrusting it in." The master, with his eyes closed, enjoyed himself while ordering the girls to keep thrusting into my anus. Since the master had already ejaculated several times , this time it took a very long time, and he didn't seem to want to ejaculate, only wanting to enjoy the tingling pleasure of approaching orgasm. I think I've probably passed out from the pain! My body is only convulsing instinctively . My soul seems to be floating on the roof, clearly and silently watching the master riding on my body. "Oh, a little girl is urinating on my face, and I see my head just sitting there motionless, receiving the little master's urine, my mouth moving slightly, as if I'm drinking urine. Am I dead? Why don't I feel any pain anymore...?" When I regained consciousness, I found myself still lying on the ground, my whole body in excruciating pain and swollen. The stick was probably no longer inserted into my anus, but it was definitely prolapsed, and I felt a section of my intestines protruding. I endured the pain and looked around; my owners had all gotten up. One of the younger owners came over and pulled on my leash , but I simply couldn't get up. So a few more younger owners came and together they flipped me over, and I groggily found myself in a prone position. Even if they had completely let go of me at that point, I wouldn't have been able to stand up at all.

I could only lie there like a dog.
"Doggy, I'm taking you out to play today, you better be good, or I'll hang you
upstairs ." I nodded weakly, not forgetting to wag my bottom. "Go wash him clean."
My little masters led me to the well and washed my filthy body. I pitifully
begged my little masters, "Little masters, please, please put my intestines that are sticking out of my anus back in, okay?
I'll die if it keeps dragging like that."
My little master was kind; she lifted her foot and used her toes to pick at it, stuffing that piece of intestine back in. I was truly
grateful to her.
After washing me, they pulled me back to the "bedroom," where my master kindly gave me a glass of juice.
"Oh my! This is the sweetest juice I've ever tasted in my life! Why couldn't my previous wives make
such delicious juice?"
My master also gave me a few pieces of braised pork. "Wow! The Dongpo pork at Lou Wai Lou is nothing
compared to these braised pork pieces! They're so delicious!" I exclaimed, tears streaming down my face,
wagging . My owner was pleased with my grateful dog-like nature, patted my head kindly, and then told everyone to get
dressed.
My owner pulled me out of the underground palace again, onto the empty construction site of the unfinished building, and then pulled me
all the way to the third-floor platform. Through the tattered curtains, I could see pedestrians
coming and going . But that everyday life was so far removed from me now! I was nothing more than a lazy dog. I
stared blankly at the bustling market, like a real dog, without a trace of regret for my fallen state. I
seemed to have become a real dog.
A cool breeze blew through the empty building; I felt a little cold, but my mind seemed to clear slightly.
I struggled to think: How could I, a once-renowned hero, have been reduced to this state by this utterly despicable
woman ? Oh, I remember now, I was knocked unconscious when I fell into the cesspool and was submerged in the filth.
She rescued me, but before I even regained consciousness, she completely imprisoned me.
"Alas! Truly, a dragon trapped in shallow water is mocked by shrimp, a tiger fallen to the plains is bullied by dogs. Now, not only is the imprisonment still in effect, but
my body has been rendered barely alive by her. How can I possibly fight back? Luckily, I've always been robust, which is why I've survived
until now. An ordinary person would probably die after half a day of this! Alas, I'm about to give up too. Is this how
a hero like me is destined to die?"
I couldn't find a solution, I was helpless, and the only thing I could do was follow my survival instinct and try my best to please
my master . I prayed to God to save me; the powerful empire I had built probably still thought their king was off
somewhere chasing after young girls.
Just as I was lost in confused thoughts, two pairs of dirty shoes and feet appeared before me. I looked up
and saw two filthy women in wrinkled clothes standing in front of me, looking at this
strange "dog."
"Is this the human-dog you were talking about? How strange! Such a big man actually acts as your dog? Is he
obedient ?" The two women pointed and commented on me. I felt somewhat humiliated. These
so-called "women" who scavenged for scraps, whom I used to look down on, were now high and mighty, while I was groveling at their
feet .
"Tsk tsk, how rotten is this penis? It really looks like the thing of our big male dog's, all red
." One woman pinched my swollen, eggplant-like testicles, while the other woman spread open my anus
to look inside curiously. "Oh dear, this dog's belly is also red and smelly." The two women
squatted behind my buttocks, studying them. They had probably never had the opportunity to handle a man like this before.
"Is he really that well-behaved?" a woman asked my owner, half-believing. "Try walking him yourself,"
the owner said, handing the dog leash to the short, plump woman.
"Crawl, crawl faster!" the short, plump woman exclaimed excitedly, pulling on the
leash .
I had no choice but to wriggle my rear end up high and struggle to crawl up. "Hahaha, this is so much fun!" another dark-skinned woman picked up a stick and began whipping my bottom. I had to try to crawl faster, but the large iron ball dragging along by the trolley hindered
me and caused me even more pain.
"Hey, pee, pee like a dog, show me, pee now!" the dark-skinned woman whipped me harder. I
had no choice but to kneel on one knee and raise the other high, trying to squeeze out the urine like a dog. "Bark, bark like a dog!" the short, plump woman
kicked my mouth with her dirty foot, forcing me to bark.
I was powerless and dared not disobey, so I began to bark as I tried to pee like a dog.
"Haha, haha, it peed! It really peed!" "That sounded pretty good, so funny."
"Alright, alright, you've had enough, give it to me!" The owner snatched the dog reins and pulled me back.
"Hey, sister, don't go, don't go, this time I really believe you. But I have something to discuss with you." The dark-skinned
woman caught up and grabbed the dog reins. I had no choice but to stop and stare blankly as the owner and guest talked.
"Sister, we've been out for almost a year and haven't had a man. Could you lend me this dog?"
"Hmm!?" The owner was a little surprised, but quickly came up with an idea. "I can't just lend it to you
for free!"
"Then... then what do you want?"
"I'll charge you 20 yuan for one use."
"Ah?! That's too expensive! Pheasants at the crossroads are only 30 yuan."
"Those are females, mine is male." "
Then it should be cheaper. What man wouldn't want a woman to do it for free?"
"Hmph, you? If you stripped naked and ran down the street, nobody would pay attention to you. You think you can get a man to do it for free? Dream
on."
"Oh dear, sister, that's really harsh! Besides, he's not really a man, just
a male dog."
"Then go find a real male dog! I'll keep it for myself." The owner pulled me away.
"Hey, no, no, here's 10 yuan, how about it?" The dark-skinned woman wouldn't let go.
"Hmm? --- Okay, take the money." The owner finally agreed to the deal. The dark-skinned woman
pulled out crumpled banknotes from her crotch, counted them several times, and stuffed a wad of money into the owner's hand. Then she pulled the dog's reins.
"Hey, you can only use it here, you can't take it away." The owner warned the dark-skinned woman.
"Hmm, that's fine, but... how do I use this guy?" The dark-skinned woman, holding me, couldn't figure out
how to have sex with me.
"Hehe, he's a male dog, of course you have to stick your ass out like a female dog!" The owner mocked the dark-skinned woman.
"Ouch, that sounds awful!" The dark-skinned woman blushed with embarrassment. But thinking about it, that was the only way.
Seeing that there were women all around, she didn't care about the shame anymore, took off her pants, lay down on the ground, and turned around to shout:
"Come here, serve me, if you don't do it well, I won't pay you."
"Go get to work." The owner kicked my butt. I had no choice but to crawl behind that large, dark buttocks
and kneel down. If it were my master's vulva, I would have licked it first, but this dark woman's
cunt was so filthy and smelly that I simply raised my stiff, large penis, pressed it against her vaginal opening,
gritted teeth, and thrust it in with a "plop." The dark woman shuddered with pleasure, but I shuddered with pain.
I served the dark woman who had paid me 10 yuan with my broken penis, suffering terribly,
but I had no choice. My master's leather shoes kicked my buttocks from time to time, and his admonitions
poured into , "Work properly, or I'll skin you alive."
The dark woman was truly insatiable. I could feel her climaxing many times, but her two filthy
labia tightly gripped my penis and wouldn't let go. I endured the excruciating pain and kept thrusting. I couldn't feel
any pleasure at all, only boundless pain and humiliation surrounding me.
Finally, just as I was about to collapse from exhaustion, my master forcibly stopped the dark-skinned woman's demands. "Alright, alright
, you've been eating for so long! It's already over 10 yuan."
"Oh, sister, I'll give you 10 yuan too, let me use it too." The short, fat woman, already dripping with lust
, saw the dark-skinned woman finish and shoved the banknotes into my master's hand. Then, she impatiently
pulled down her pants and lay down in front of me like a female dog.
Under my master's coercion, I had no choice but to resume my painful service. That hateful short, fat woman, with her plump
vulva and gurgling vagina, made it incredibly difficult for me! And she seemed unsatisfied,
shaking huge buttocks, gripping my swollen glans tightly, and thrusting wantonly. This made the pain even more
intense. Later, I was practically kneeling on the ground in a semi-conscious state,
swaying .
When the short, fat woman finally felt satisfied, I had already passed out. In a hazy state, I felt someone
trying to lift my body, but they couldn't move it. They simply placed me on the rough cement floor...
When I regained some consciousness, it seemed to be dusk. I felt
a sharp pain and a series of pressures on my lower abdomen. I struggled to open my eyes and saw a blurry figure
straddling my lower abdomen, moving back and forth. Many figures surrounded me.
I racked my brains and finally understood: this was probably my master selling my penis to those lowly women who hadn't
had , to enjoy my "dog" cock.
I felt disgusted, humiliated, and in pain, but I was completely helpless; I was already a walking corpse. At this moment, I
even shed tears of sorrow. My body was being used by them; my thoughts were terrible. I thought I might die soon
!

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Chapter Seven: There's Always a Way Out
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In a daze, I don't know when, but I was led and dragged by my master, finally crawling back into the underground palace.
The master ordered the maids to lead me to relieve myself; he probably wanted to use my anus.
I crawled mechanically, already reaching the cesspool. If the maids hadn't pulled on the reins in time, I probably
would have fallen in.
"Turn around and poop, you stinky dog," the maid commanded hastily, seeing me staring blankly as I was about to defecate.
So slowly turned my backside. This "defecation" was practically incontinence;
a thin, foul-smelling poop slowly oozed from my anus, and urine began to drip from my glans.
The maids kept their distance, chatting amongst themselves.
Suddenly, my dazed gaze vaguely saw a faint green light in the darkness. God had given me strength and thought at this crucial
moment . I glanced warily at the maids in the distance; they weren't paying attention to me, because I
was now a half-dead dog.
I stretched my head towards the green light and touched a sticky mess with my mouth—probably my clothes. I
kept digging and finally managed to bite out my special phone. I was ecstatic! Ignoring the stench of the excrement, I licked
the phone clean with my tongue, aimed for the alarm button, and pressed it with my mouth. Then I completely covered the phone with the pile of excrement-soaked clothes.
I was trembling with excitement, tears streaming down my face, praying in my heart, "Great God! Help me! Let my
saviors come quickly!"
"You stinky dog, aren't you done yet? Hurry up and go." The little girl was impatient and, without waiting for me to finish, pulled on
the reins and started walking. I had no choice but to crawl after her. The little girls then dragged me to the well, gave me a good wash, and finally led
me back to the "bedroom."
My owner was leaning against the straw bed, legs crossed, swinging her little feet. I quickly crawled over, took my owner
's toes in my mouth, and carefully began to suck on them. At times like these, I must behave myself well and not anger my master, lest he torture me to death before I'm
even free from this torment.
Although I'm certain my emergency distress signal has been sent, and I believe my empire will immediately mobilize, but...
I still couldn't control my anxiety, but thankfully I could still maintain my composure. My service
was undoubtedly good, as my mistress was already moaning with pleasure.
I tried to prolong the time, repeatedly licking her left and right feet, her toes and soles, then slowly licking upwards along
her calves . My mistress had unconsciously parted her thighs, her wet vulva welcoming
my tongue.
At this moment, perhaps because of hope, I began to feel passionate! My penis began to throb,
though it caused a throbbing pain, I could still experience the pleasure mixed in.
My tongue had already entered my mistress's honeypot; her nectar tasted incredibly delicious. I even occasionally covered
her , sucking hard with a "slurping" sound. My mistress clearly didn't mind me stealing her juices;
her trembling body gradually turned a faint red, and soft moans escaped her lips. My legs thrashed about, yet
I couldn't bring myself to close my thighs; my hands flailing about, yet they were weak and powerless.
"Ah! --- Ah! --- Quick --- Quickly --- bring --- that thing here!" The mistress's voice trembled as she
urgently ordered the maids to bring her the two-headed snake. A chill ran down my spine! "More torture? I wonder if I can hold on
?"
I had no choice but to raise my buttocks high like a dog. "Ah! ---" With the mistress's brutal penetration, I
couldn't help scream, but then I dared not scream again, enduring the excruciating pain and humiliation, bearing the mistress's rape.
This time, the mistress was a hundred times more ferocious than ever before, only concerned with her own pleasure, completely ignoring my
state of being tortured to the point of near death. "Ah-ah-oh-oh-oh--" The mistress pounded into me forcefully, my
entire body almost falling apart. My buttocks felt like they had been split in two, my severely swollen genitals
swaying violently, like a black hole swallowing all my nerves into that terrifying sac.
Pain! Pain! All I could feel was pain! The faint pleasure I had felt while secretly enjoying the mistress's juices had been
completely wiped out by the mistress's fierce "big cock." "God, please help me hold on!"
My "front paws" gave up all support, and my face was buried directly on the ground, letting the mistress's thrusts cause me to
rub against the ground. I felt drool flowing from my mouth, air escaping, and urine dripping uncontrollably. Even my soul
seemed to be slowly dissipating. I was afraid I couldn't hold on any longer!
In a lingering nightmare, I seemed to have arrived in a gloomy underworld. Before me stood a small stone bridge, shrouded in
black mist , obscuring everything, yet I could almost hear the mournful screams echoing from it! On the other side of the bridge stood an ancient gatehouse.
"Could this be the legendary Bridge of Helplessness?" Just
as I was wondering, a group of black-clad demons suddenly swarmed around me, surrounding my master and me. The little
ones screamed in terror, but the eldest master continued to rape me with obsessive passion. I tried to carry my master away, but my four
paws were utterly powerless.
I stared in horror at the black-clad demons. Suddenly, one of the demons stepped out from the group, walked straight to me, knelt down,
and embraced me. I noticed his ghostly face seemed familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. My head slumped limply in the
demon's arms, and my soul immediately flew out of my body, dancing lightly in the air above the Bridge of Helplessness. I thought I
was dead.

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