Slaves of the Revolution

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The story mainly revolves around a man forced into temporary male slavery at the Queen's mansion due to unemployment. It was also my first time experiencing the Queen's cruelty as a male slave, and the eventual escape from the film set. It reflects the helplessness and despair of men living in Japanese society.

Yoshikawa is unemployed again. He ordered a small bottle of sake and some sashimi at a pub, getting drunk before going home.

He wanted to numb himself this way

. His wife, Mie, had already returned. Seeing Yoshikawa, she greeted him as usual.

"You must be tired. Have you eaten?" his wife asked with concern.

"Yes, I have," Yoshikawa silently changed his shoes and sat on the floor without saying a word.

Actually, Yoshikawa and his wife had a very good relationship. Mie worked at a small club. In Japanese families,

it's rare for women

to work after marriage. Perhaps it was because Yoshikawa's income wasn't high. However, despite this, Mie didn't look down on Yoshikawa.

In fact, some extent, Mie's income was higher than Yoshikawa's.

"I'm so sorry, I'm unemployed again," Yoshikawa finally said after a long silence.

"It's alright, my income is enough for us to live on. Besides, can't you keep looking for work?"

Meihui

encouraged her husband as always.

Yoshikawa couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad to have such a wife. In Japanese society,

a man who relies on his wife for support is

looked down upon.

"By the way, Meihui, I remember you said you were hiring extras there, weren't you?" Yoshikawa asked his wife tentatively.

Meihui's mouth dropped open in shock at Yoshikawa's words.

"You mean you want to work as an extra there? But you know our work is extremely humiliating for men.

Are you really sure about this?"

It turned out that the club Meihui worked at was called "Swan Club." It was a place that specialized in providing live performances by queens and videos

of queens abusing male slaves . Hearing Yoshikawa's desire to go there, Meihui was naturally terrified. "Why not?" Yoshikawa assumed Meihui felt uneasy about her husband working where she worked . "No, it's not like that," Meihui said, seeing that Yoshikawa seemed very serious. "Since you want to come, why don't you take a look at our work environment first?" Mei Hui said, taking out a videotape from the inner room. What Yoshikawa saw was a male slave licking his wife Mei Hui's feet. It was as if there was candy on Mei Hui's feet. Yoshikawa's heart clenched. So the actors his wife had mentioned were actually male slaves. Watching his wife on the screen calmly spit into the man's mouth , and the man even bowing to Mei Hui in gratitude, Yoshikawa felt as if he suddenly didn't recognize Mei Hui, even though she was wearing makeup. He only felt that his wife's figure seemed much taller. Could it be that he only realized his wife 's power because he was unemployed? Yoshikawa suddenly had a desire to become the male slave on the screen, licking his wife's toes. Perhaps this way he could express his inner unease. "I've decided to be your temporary actor," Yoshikawa said, announcing his decision. "Alright, since you've made up your mind, I support you. But there's no such thing as marital affection where we live. If I were the Queen, I would abuse you without hesitation. What you're seeing now is just the tip of the iceberg. Abuse includes all-encompassing humiliation and cruelty to male slaves . You'll even have to be prepared to eat the Queen's excrement. Sometimes, for the sake of the male slaves' health, we might make them eat specially prepared feces. But our men absolutely have to drink our urine. There's also whipping, wax dripping, and the insertion of dildos." Mei Hui paused. "Are you really sure?" Mei Hui's words were simply an attempt to dissuade Yoshikawa. "I've made up my mind," Yoshikawa said solemnly. Seeing Yoshikawa's insistence, Mei Hui didn't say anything. "To help you adapt to the profession quickly, I'll start training you now." To dissuade her husband, Mei Hui had no choice but to use the methods from the Queen's mansion to test Yoshikawa. "You'll start by licking my feet," Mei Hui said to Yoshikawa. "Yes, Queen." Yoshikawa seemed to be in a good mood. He probably hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation yet. Yoshikawa bent down and smelled the sour stench of his wife's socks. Since it was their first time training, Miho didn't let Yoshikawa remove her socks with his mouth. Yoshikawa finally put his wife's foot in his mouth. His tongue tasted his wife's toes for the first time. Salty, with faint foot odor. Miho had been waiting for Yoshikawa to return, so she hadn't bathed yet. There was a lot of grime between her toes. "Is this the toes that the man on the screen licked?" Yoshikawa thought as he licked. Because of their differing incomes, he had developed adoration for his wife. "The slave must swallow the grime he licks off," Miho said on Yoshikawa's head. He licked for an unknown amount of time. Miho was starting to get annoyed. "Alright, now go brush your teeth. Then serve the Queen with your tongue." Seeing that making him lick her smelly feet hadn't stopped Yoshikawa, Miho gave him the order to perform oral sex on her. Yoshikawa actually went to brush his teeth and knelt at his wife's feet again. His wife's vulva was still as alluring as ever. But Yoshikawa had changed. He pressed his lips to Miho's genitals. A strong stench of urine assaulted his senses. To fulfill his role as a male slave, Yoshikawa began licking his wife's private parts. Perhaps out of resentment at her husband's lack of stamina, Miho's body responded to Yoshikawa 's licking, letting out soft moans. When Yoshikawa, unable to bear it any longer, tried to make love to his wife , Miho slapped him hard across the face. "Don't forget your current status. You are just my slave." Awakened by Miho's slap, Yoshikawa sat dazedly on the ground. "I need to relieve myself. Come with me." After urinating, Miho made her husband clean her with his mouth. At this moment, he felt the sorrow of a slave. Yoshikawa mechanically licked the urine off his wife's genitals. That night, Miho did not further abuse him. The next day, Miho went to work at the Queen's Mansion again. Before leaving, she threw her worn leather shoes on the ground and told Yoshikawa to lick the dirt off them with her tongue before she returned. It's worth noting that if Yoshikawa could have salvaged them, she could have easily used a shoe brush.

He was tasked with completing the task. Unfortunately, Yoshikawa actually used his tongue to do it all. By

the

time he had painstakingly licked one shoe clean, his mouth was full of dirt. Not only that, but he also had to endure the strong stench of feet from the shoe while licking.

That evening, Miho returned. She brought a takeout container containing her lunch from that day,

along with chicken bones and

other scraps she had spat out.

"Did you finish what I asked you to do today?"

"Yes, I licked it clean." Yoshikawa obediently placed the shoe in front of Miho.

"Well done, this is your reward. Eat everything in the lunchbox."

Yoshikawa opened the lunchbox and saw his wife's leftovers. He was deeply shocked. Was this all he could eat

now

? And he had to finish it all? What kind of food was this? It was basically just a pile of chicken bones Miho had left over. If he ate even

this wouldn't he become a dog?

"What? You don't think it's enough? Then I'll add some more for you." Mei Hui said, unzipping her trousers and

squatting on the lunchbox, urinating

inside. "Now you can eat."

Yoshikawa chose to comply, actually sitting on the lunchbox and eating. Seeing that he was really willing to eat, Mei Hui didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I've already told you about your situation, and the madam has agreed. Here's the script I brought back; take a look.

If there's nothing

wrong, you can participate anytime."

It was a script called "The Slave Husband." It mainly

depicted

the story of a psychologically disturbed husband who was enslaved by his wife because of his worship of her. The main plot consisted of three parts. First, the husband was abused by his wife.

Later, the wife's sister

joined in, abusing him as well. The third part was probably the most unbearable for Yoshikawa. The wife, believing her husband to be impotent,

brought another man home. The husband could only watch helplessly. In the end, the husband was forced to lick the man's penis.

"I can tell you first that I'll be playing the Queen in the story. And my good friend Saori will be playing the younger sister. She

's ruthless towards slaves. As for that man, you've probably seen him before. It's Mr. Kimura,"

Mie told Yoshikawa. "

But the only thing you can be thankful for is that the sex scene between Mr. Kimura and me is fake. I think you'll be satisfied with this script.

Haha..."

Looking at the strange expression on Yoshikawa's face, Mie felt uneasy.

"Alright, if you can't finish, then go wash up and satisfy me with your tongue," Mie said. She felt

she should give her husband some tenderness

. She was also afraid that Yoshikawa would break down. Besides, even after being abused in the Queen's mansion, the Queen usually comforted the slaves.

Yoshikawa did as she said. But perhaps because of the immense psychological pressure, Yoshikawa couldn't get an erection this time.

The next day, the madam came to see Yoshikawa. She said many things to him, hoping that he would become an instant star in his debut performance. To

accommodate Yoshikawa's mental state, the filming was arranged at his home.

Yoshikawa saw Saori again. A young and beautiful girl. He found it hard to believe that such a beautiful

girl could

be as cruel to a slave as his wife claimed.

The first scene depicted his wife, Mie, abusing him. To enhance the effect, Yoshikawa was put on a dog collar

and led around

the house . Perhaps Yoshikawa was crawling too slowly, because Mie slapped him twice.

She then grabbed the leash

and forced Yoshikawa's head to her feet, demanding that he lick her shoes. As Yoshikawa clumsily

licked the soles of his wife's shoes

, he heard Saori's contemptuous laughter.

The next scene was even more unexpected for Yoshikawa. Mie led him to the bathroom and made him clean the urine stains in the toilet bowl with his tongue.

Knowing that it contained not only his wife's daily excrement but also his own, Yoshikawa absolutely refused. But

Mie still

pressed Yoshikawa's head down with her high heels, all to force him to lick the urine stains on the toilet bowl. Saori also straddled Yoshikawa.

Of course, the cameraman wouldn't film Saori. The screen only showed Yoshikawa licking the foul-smelling urine

with his tongue. By the time the cameraman called "cut," Yoshikawa was already vomiting into the toilet. Another scene. It was Mie whipping Yoshikawa. Because he hadn't licked the inside of the toilet properly, his wife's underwear was stuffed into his mouth . The whip mercilessly lashed Yoshikawa's body. Mie was also a frequent user of whips, and to be considerate of her husband , she tried her best not to hit any vital areas. But even so, Yoshikawa couldn't endure it. His naked body was covered with red welts. "Please forgive me," Yoshikawa desperately kowtowed to Mie's feet, begging for forgiveness. Mie stepped on his head. It was Saori's turn to appear. Since she was playing the role of Mie's younger sister, she tried to look young in her attire, wearing sneakers. According to the script, Yoshikawa was supposed to lick Saori's feet. Saori's feet were always covered in sneakers, so the smell was naturally terrible. As soon as he took them off, Yoshikawa smelled a strong stench of feet. After taking off her socks, his feet were covered in grime. Licking those feet in his mouth was truly unbearable. But what he found most unbearable wasn't that. Soon after, Saori demanded that he drink her urine. Yellowish urine was in a glass, emitting a pungent, urine-like odor. "Drink it all," came his wife's voice. Yoshikawa endured immense humiliation and drank Saori's urine. By the third scene, Yoshikawa felt he was on the verge of collapse. His wife and that man named Kimura were lying naked in bed. And he, as her husband, could only kneel on the floor, masturbating with his wife's worn underwear, as Miho commanded. It was truly a living hell . Kimura's foul-smelling penis, at his wife's behest, was then thrust into his throat. The sex scene between Kimura and Miho was fake from the start; the two lay naked on the bed for a long time. Kimura's penis was already erect, and now that he had found a place to release it , he wasn't about to let him off easily. The entire thrusting was filmed by the photographer, especially Yoshikawa's pained expression as he held the penis in his mouth. Kimura 's penis finally ejaculated in Yoshikawa's mouth, and although he tried to spit it out, a considerable amount of semen still flowed into Yoshikawa's stomach.

Filming was finally over. Miho and the crew celebrated amongst themselves, completely ignoring Yoshikawa, who was vomiting violently in the bathroom.

At the evening celebration party, many people toasted Miho, who happily responded. Yoshikawa, despite being the male lead, was largely

ignored. It wasn't until the madam placed 200,000 yen in front of him that he finally asked for a favor. In reality,

this

was just a fraction of Miho's income.

Finally, the two went home. Miho seemed a little drunk, her face flushed. When Yoshikawa placed a glass of water in front of her, Miho

seemed delighted and hugged his neck.

"Slave, male slave. Haha," Miho said to him. "Quickly bring me the spittoon, I'm going to vomit."

But before Yoshikawa could get the spittoon, Miho had already vomited. Even more unexpectedly, Miho

grabbed his

neck and vomited all of it into Yoshikawa's mouth. The vomit was a mixture of alcohol and food, emitting a pungent odor.

This caused Yoshikawa to vomit as well.

"Haha..." Miho let out a cheerful laugh.

Yoshikawa, however, frantically wiped his mouth with a napkin. But only he knew the pain in his heart. This was his wife's true nature, wasn't it? Perhaps

this was how his wife saw him as her husband. Was he just a slave? Yoshikawa silently asked himself.

The next day, Miho apologized profusely to Yoshikawa for her behavior the day before, assuring him that she

never meant to look down on her husband

. She kissed him with boundless affection and applied medicine to the wounds she had inflicted on him the day before.

Perhaps because Yoshikawa's performance was quite good, Miho received a new script, "The Birth of a Toilet Slave." This

time

, Miho wasn't the only female lead. The story tells of an unemployed man who, driven by poverty, comes to a slave

agency and voluntarily

becomes a toilet slave to a mother and daughter. In the play, the male slaves not only have to drink large amounts of urine from the mother and daughter but are also

imprisoned under a specially made

toilet, becoming toilet slaves to the mother, daughter, and their friends. Of course, his wife, Miho, is also among them.

"You can choose not to take it. But the pay this time is really high, 500,000 yen," Miho said.

"Okay, I'll take it," Yoshikawa said. He had already resigned himself to being a slave, Yoshikawa thought.

Yoshikawa finally met the actresses playing the mother and daughter on set. The mother was named Makiko,

a

woman with a noble appearance. And the daughter, Koji, was so cute. Was he really going to become a slave to this mother and daughter?

Filming began when Makiko brought Yoshikawa home. Koji was very excited when she heard that her mother was bringing a slave home.

She ran after them.

"To be a slave, you must first learn to bow to your master," Makiko said to Yoshikawa, who was kneeling at her feet.

"Yes, I will definitely obey my master's orders." Actually, this line wasn't in the script. Perhaps he was captivated

by Makiko's noble demeanor . "Very good. From now on, you must call us 'masters,' and you can only obey any order from your master," Makiko said. "As a greeting, you can lick my and my daughter's shoes first to show your respect." Yoshikawa buried his face at Makiko's feet, obediently sticking out his tongue to lick her shoes. Perhaps Makiko is usually very clean, as her slender high heels were spotless. And you could even smell a faint lavender from her feet. But when it came to licking her owner's shoes, things weren't so lucky. At fifteen or sixteen years old, she was already quite active . Her sneakers were covered in dust. Seeing that Yoshikawa was willing to lick her shoes, she clamored for him to lick her feet, saying they were sticky from running around all day. "Alright, you can lick your owner's feet then. But you have to lick them clean properly," Makiko said loudly to Yoshikawa. The deer's feet smelled terrible. The moment Yoshikawa put them in his mouth, he felt like vomiting. "Hey, lick all the dirt off my feet!" the deer scolded Yoshikawa at his feet. He looked every bit the little master. Yoshikawa seemed to hear his wife's admiring voice beside him. Perhaps she felt contempt for her husband's intense licking of a little girl's feet . In later scenes, Makiko's role seemed less significant than Koji's. Koji displayed a persistent cruelty towards Yoshikawa. She rode him around, spitting into his mouth. Even worse, she forced Yoshikawa to eat garbage from the trash can— vegetable leaves, fish bones, tissues. Whenever she had a chance, she made him drink urine; for several days during filming, Koji urinated into Yoshikawa's mouth. The scene finally reached its climax. Maki bought a specially made toilet. The toilet was made of glass, with a flexible tube at the bottom that could be fixed to the slave's mouth, preventing him from moving. In other words, the person using the toilet could defecate into the slave's mouth if they wanted . As for why glass was used, it was probably to allow the audience to clearly see the entire process of the slave eating feces . Koji was the first to use this human toilet. Yoshikawa saw the little deer's pink vulva again, and her sparse , underdeveloped pubic hair. Golden liquid poured down mercilessly once more. And Yoshikawa, pinned beneath could only swallow it down. The photographer captured Yoshikawa's painful swallowing process from above. A small section of yellowish-brown feces hung from the little girl's anus. "Eat shit?" Yoshikawa struggled desperately to get out. But now, not only head fixed to the toilet seat, but his limbs were also bound to four small iron posts. Yoshikawa's head suddenly felt huge. Although urine was equally foul-smelling, he could still drink it. But now, actually having to eat shit was unbearable. Didn't Miho say that for the slaves' health, they could eat artificial feces? He tried desperately to find his wife. But all he could hear was the laughter of many . The foul-smelling feces fell into his mouth through the tube, almost suffocating him. "Eat up, you stinking slave who only deserves to eat shit!" Yoshikawa heard the deer's cries. Yoshikawa had no choice but to eat it to survive; it was truly hard to swallow.

Soon, Makiko sat down as well. The same feces, equally unpalatable. Yoshikawa opened his mouth and struggled to eat. Saori

then sat down, feces gushing down as well. Perhaps Yoshikawa's swallowing speed couldn't keep up with the woman's excretion speed. A lot of feces, mixed with urine, accumulated

at the end of the tube . With Yoshikawa's continued swallowing, a lot of foam rose. Mie also sat down as instructed by the director. Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere on set, she didn't want to rub salt into her already miserable husband, but her brain couldn't control her excretory organs. She not only urinated into it but also defecated into the toilet. Yoshikawa seemed to see Mie above his head. But he couldn't say anything. A large lump of feces blocked his breathing , and Yoshikawa fainted. Yoshikawa remembered his wife taking him to the hospital. In his semi-conscious state, he seemed to hear the nurses' conversation. "This guy actually eats shit?" "What an unbelievable guy, I think he's probably a pervert. I've heard that many men want to eat women's feces." "Then let him eat it, our Miss Junko is a great beauty." "I'm sorry, please don't say that. He accidentally fell into the cesspool." It was Miho's voice. "Is that really true?" the nurse muttered. Yoshikawa's life was finally saved after the enema. He lay on the hospital bed, his wife Miho sitting beside him. "Thank you for saving me." "No, it's what I should do." Miho looked guilty. "You were one of those people sitting on my head that day, weren't you?" "Yes. I'm so sorry." It was really inappropriate for Miho, as a wife, to defecate and urinate into her husband's mouth. "I don't blame you, I suppose you had no choice at the time. Eating shit under the tube was hellish." Yoshikawa was still scared when he thought about it. So many women sitting on top of him, disregarding the life and death of their slave, it was truly an animalistic act. "I'm so sorry. You can choose other jobs from now on, you don't need to come back," Mei Hui said. Do other jobs? Yoshikawa thought, what could a man who had fallen so low as to eat women's excrement possibly do? Time passed day by day. Soon, Yoshikawa had been serving at home for nearly three months. But he still hadn't found a job. Every day only saw his wife's busy figure. Did he really have to rely on his wife to support the family? Yoshikawa asked himself this question more and more often. Gradually, Yoshikawa increasingly felt that his wife was great. He just felt that he was just a man being supported by Mei Hui. He started picking up Mei Hui's worn underwear again to release his inner bitterness. Yoshikawa's every move did not escape Mei Hui's eyes. She just felt sorry for Yoshikawa. Slowly, her tone became harsher. Although he was her husband, what was there to cherish who relied on his wife for support? This was the trend of society, wasn't it? Mei Hui also changed her habit of coming home on time every day. She started spending her days in karaoke bars and pubs with a group of colleagues . When she got home, she would boss around the now lewd Yoshikawa. Sometimes she would even make him lick her smelly feet clean before she would let him go. A scene from "Slave Husband" played out again. Saori was Mie's good friend. The two had a good personal relationship. After hearing about Mie's troubles, Saori gave her a suggestion. It turned out that the "Swan Club" was going to film another movie, "Sakura Manor," which required a large number of slaves. Unlike before, this time the slaves were recruited from those who owed high-interest loans. In other words, it was uncertain whether these slaves would survive after filming. Mie was tempted by Saori's words. Yes, why not send Yoshikawa there? She had heard before about male slaves dying while filming SM movies. Apparently, since no one filed lawsuits, the cases were eventually dropped. Initially, Yoshikawa absolutely refused to become a slave again. But when Miho stepped on his head, Yoshikawa had no choice but to accept his fate. The filming location was chosen to be a secluded suburb. This was also a place frequented by many SM enthusiasts from the Liberal Democratic Party. Therefore, it had always been protected by these elites. Many SM films were produced here. Of course, many male slaves also died on the spot. This manor could be called a hub of SM. All kinds of sadomasochistic instruments were available. The male slaves inside were always in danger of losing their lives. Sending Yoshikawa here, his fate was predictable. In fact, this was probably what Miho wanted. The owner of the manor was named Catherine. She was of mixed Japanese and European descent. She inherited a large amount of wealth from her American father and the beauty of her Japanese mother . Because she knew the owner of the "Swan Club" and had white supremacist ideas, she had an innate sense of superiority over Asian men . In her subconscious, she believed that those Asian men were born to be enslaved by her. Yoshikawa entered the manor with Miho. When he saw the splendor of the European-style architecture, he felt sense of awe. Since it was his first time there, he was first seated in the living room. Accompanying him was a man named Yokota, with a lewd expression. A male slave wearing only shorts brought in two glasses of water. "Please have some tea," the man said obsequiously to Yoshikawa and the others. Just as Yoshikawa was about to ask what they wanted, the slave left. "Welcome to the manor," a woman in her twenties entered. " My name is Haruko. I will be in charge of arranging everything for you during your time at the manor." Haruko spoke with great elegance. " Here, you must learn all the rules of the manor. Women are supreme here, and you are merely tools or dolls for our amusement." "Wasn't it supposed to be filming?" Yoshikawa asked, puzzled. "Filming? Yes. But the slaves participating in the filming are rigorously selected. You wouldn't have this opportunity without passing the test," Haruko said. "These are the rules you must follow; I hope you remember them well," Haruko said, tossing two beautifully printed booklets onto the coffee table. Yoshikawa finally saw the most comprehensive "Slave Handbook." The regulations concerning slaves within were almost cruel. Slaves were not allowed to roam freely within the manor. Each slave had their own number. All the work on the manor was performed by them. They were only allowed two meals a day.

Food. As long as the mistress is happy, they must serve her to the best of their ability.

Slaves who don't perform well will be

punished. The manual clearly illustrates the various methods with illustrations: whipping, wooden stakes (tying

slaves to stakes

and whipping them), water torture (slaves being forced to drink dirty water in a cesspool), fire torture (roasting slaves

' scrotums and other parts of their bodies)

, and making slaves toilet slaves—the cruelty towards slaves is extreme. Yoshikawa broke out in a cold sweat.

Is it really as the manual describes? Yoshikawa felt a double fear.

"Alright, you've all read the manual. Now I'll number you. You're number 238," Haruko said to Yoshikawa. "You're

number 239."

"Now come with me for a physical examination. Here, a slave's poor health will affect our efficiency." "

As Haruko gestured for the two to follow her.

Passing through a row of buildings, Yoshikawa suddenly saw several men tied to a cross-shaped wooden stake.

Their bodies

were covered in whip marks, and round iron rings were hung from their nipples. Black hoods covered their heads,

revealing only their eyes,

noses, and mouths. Although he couldn't see their faces clearly, Yoshikawa could feel their pain.

"They were punished for failing to bow to the mistress as required. I hope you won't imitate them since you've just arrived,

" Haruko said calmly, completely unconcerned about the shock Yoshikawa and the two felt.

The inspection room was next to a small building. The person in charge of the inspection was a woman named Sadako, with a face full of fat and very thick arms.

"Is this them?"

"Yes, they are numbers 238 and 239," Haruko said to the woman who resembled a butcher.

"Alright, numbers 238 and 239, now take off your clothes, I'm going to inspect you," the butcher said to the two.

To be naked in front of such a woman was an insult in itself. Yoshikawa hesitated for a moment.

Sadako 's whip was already

aimed at him.

"What are you dawdling for? Strip completely naked. If the inspection isn't thorough, Miss Catherine will be unhappy.

You'll

suffer then." The two knew that resistance might be worse.

They obediently stripped naked.

"Alright, kneel down, I'm going to check your teeth." Sadako roughly pried open Yoshikawa's mouth and

shoved

a . "Not bad, your teeth are fairly intact."

Sadako suddenly touched the whip to Yoshikawa's penis. "Such a small thing is not presentable. It seems you'll

never

get ." Sadako said as if giving Yoshikawa a critique.

"Stick your ass up so I can see." Yoshikawa did all this numbly. Sadako roughly shoved her finger in. "Ah,

your anus is alright, undeveloped. It will definitely come in handy."

Yokota wasn't as lucky as Yoshikawa. Sadako didn't seem to like him at all. "People like

number 239 only deserve

to lick boots," Sadako said to Haruko.

After hearing Sadako's words, Haruko took Yokota out. Yoshikawa thought Yokota was probably going to suffer.

Yoshikawa finally passed the test, and Haruko had treated him quite well; he now had his own room. However, Haruko's

requirement for him was still

to memorize every word in the handbook. She said she would check it, and if he couldn't recite it, he would be punished.

That evening at dinner, Yoshikawa saw Yokota. He could hardly believe his eyes. Yokota was only wearing shorts, crawling laboriously on

the ground . What shocked him even more was that Yokota had an iron ring pierced through his nose. A rope was tied to the ring,

and one end of the rope was held in Haruko's hand. Perhaps it was too painful. Yokota kept licking Haruko's boots with his tongue,

probably just

trying to make her pull them slower. Yoshikawa couldn't sleep that night; the image of Yokota's suffering kept appearing before his eyes.

Would he end up

like that?

During the day, Yoshikawa met Catherine, the mistress of the manor. She was indeed stunningly beautiful. She had also brought

a

senator .

"Katakura-kun, are you going to see a performance today, or would you like to try it yourself?" Catherine asked.

"Let's see a performance first. I was very interested in the last show."

It turned out he had seen a whipping performance here last time, and he vividly remembered the helpless eyes and heart-wrenching screams of the tortured male slaves.

"Alright." She said to Haruko, "Have any new slaves come in these past few days?"

"There's a new one, number 238, his conditions are not bad."

"Choose him. Bring him in so I can see him."

"Yes, Master." Haruko went out. A moment later, she brought Yoshikawa in. Yoshikawa was naked with a dog collar around his neck, essentially

dragged in by Haruko. He was pulled to Catherine's feet by Haruko.

Catherine used her leather boot to lift Yoshikawa's chin.

"Not bad, Katakura-kun also likes clean slaves." She meant those without whip marks. You know, if you've been whipped before,

the beating won't be any more exciting.

"What's your name?" Catherine asked Yoshikawa.

"My name is Yoshikawa Hideyoshi," Yoshikawa replied respectfully. Perhaps he was in awe of Catherine's beauty.

"Bang!" Catherine's leather boot slammed into Yoshikawa's face. Blood flowed from his nostrils.

"Haruko, how do you train slaves? Can he have a name here?" She was clearly annoyed

that Yoshikawa had given his real name , since slaves here only had numbers. "It seems you really need some proper training. Haruko, you'll carry it out." Before Yoshikawa could understand, he was dragged away by two women. He was tied to a wooden stake, and what was even more unbearable was that his only garment, his underwear, was pulled down. He was naked and helplessly bound to the cross-shaped stake. Haruko appeared before him, whip in hand. "No, no," Yoshikawa said helplessly to Haruko. "Here, you have no choice but to accept your fate," Haruko's voice was unusually cold. A whip, colder than the sound, lashed out. "Ah!" Yoshikawa nearly fainted from the pain. Haruko's whip was far more merciless than his wife Mie's. In an instant, Yoshikawa's body was covered in welts. At this point, Yoshikawa could do nothing but scream. Even worse was Haruko's...

The whip landed

on Yoshikawa's penis. He felt his scrotum was bruised and his whole body was covered in blood.

On the other side, Catherine and Katakura were watching with great interest. Katakura was clearly extremely excited about Yoshikawa's ordeal. He

even sat down at Catherine's feet, took one of her boots, and began licking it with his tongue.

The whipping continued, and by this time, Yoshikawa felt he could no longer scream. His flesh was torn open,

revealing bloody raw flesh. What he found even more unbelievable was that his penis was erect and high under the whipping. He

didn't know

when stopped; he had passed out.

Yoshikawa never expected to see Mie again. It turned out that Mie had come in to film a movie. When she

saw

Yoshikawa covered in whip marks, she must have felt a little sorry for him. After all, Yoshikawa was still her husband. Even though she despised him a thousand times over.

"Please, take me out of here," Yoshikawa pleaded with his wife. "I don't care how much you abuse me after you leave,"

Yoshikawa said.

"I'm sorry, it's impossible for you to leave now." It turned out that Mie had already received a sum of money

, which was essentially Yoshikawa's

payment for being sold into servitude. "Unless you escape on your own, I've heard of precedents of people escaping before."

Actually, Mie only told half the story. There had indeed been people who escaped before, but they were all caught and brought back. They suffered torture and died. No

slave had ever truly escaped from here. But hearing his wife say this, Yoshikawa still saw hope.

Because of Yoshikawa's injuries, Haruko hadn't asked him to do anything these past few days. Instead, he was cast in the filming

of "The Swan Club." In the film, Yoshikawa played a stable boy on a farm, constantly being ridden by the actresses or forced to lick their dirty riding boots , including Mie's. Perhaps out of guilt towards her husband, Mie always rode on top of him, trying to prevent him from suffering any further harm. There was also a scene where Yoshikawa was ridden by his wife to the toilet. Although Mie didn't explicitly ask Yoshikawa to lick her genitals after urinating, out of respect for his wife, Yoshikawa still licked her genitals clean with his tongue after she finished . (Indeed, there was no toilet paper in the manor's toilets because slaves were everywhere. The mistresses could have any male slave clean their excrement after using the toilet. Yoshikawa had also cleaned Haruko's genitals before.) In a scene where the actresses rode the stable boy in a competition, Saori was his master. Yoshikawa was the last one to reach the finish line. So he was brutally beaten by Saori. Saori mercilessly kicked him with her leather boots, and Yoshikawa rolled on the ground in agony. But Saori still stomped on his face with her boots, grinding them forcefully. She almost shoved his head into the filthy mud, forcing Yoshikawa to drink quite a bit. It was Mie who came to his rescue. As a result, Saori demanded that Yoshikawa eat her feces before she would spare him. In the toilet, Yoshikawa painfully swallowed Saori's feces, vomiting everywhere. He collapsed in the toilet. Perhaps Mie couldn't help him in this ordeal, so she had to leave. In his dazed state, he suddenly felt something crawl across his face. He woke up and saw a huge rat going in and out of a hole. He seemed to see hope all of a sudden. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the toilet, he frantically dug at the hole with a toilet plunger . The hole grew bigger and bigger, almost big enough to fit his entire body. "What are you doing?" A woman's voice came from behind him. It was Mie, who had come to check on him out of concern. Seeing that Yoshikawa had dug a large hole in the corner of the toilet wall, he said, "I...I...I want to escape." Seeing it was Mie, Yoshikawa relaxed. Otherwise, he might have killed whoever came in. He was determined to escape. "But do you know the consequences of doing this?" Mie asked worriedly. "I don't care about anything else, as long as I can get out," Yoshikawa said, but his hands didn't stop. "I hope you have good luck," Mie said, turning and walking away. Yoshikawa didn't actually know what was below the hole. It was a sewage outlet for the manor. Large amounts of excrement were discharged into the river nearby through this outlet. This might be Yoshikawa's only way out. Without hesitation, he crawled inside . He hadn't crawled far when he heard shouts from the entrance. He had been discovered. Now he had no way back and could only crawl forward. The hole grew larger, and Yoshikawa crawled into the sewage pipe. But before he could react , a huge current of water enveloped his entire body. The water was filled with filthy excrement. Yoshikawa reluctantly swallowed a lot more. A strong will to survive sustained him. He was carried by the current to the end of the sewage pipe, then thrown back into the river. Although he was now covered in filth and reeked, he had at least escaped that terrifying manor. He looked back at the place that had made him wish he were dead. His wounds caused him to collapse into the river. In the distance, a dark gun barrel was pointed at him from the woods. A gunshot rang out, startling Yoshikawa. Although it missed him, it created a splash. "Run! Otherwise, you'll die here!" Yoshikawa forced back his nausea. He struggled to the shore. A whistling bullet struck a nearby tree. Clearly, someone didn't want him to leave… by the roadside. Yoshikawa ran frantically, his clothes tattered and reeking of urine. Adding to the humiliation, he was forced to eat Saori's excrement by that female demon. Even he couldn't say what role Miho played in all these events. A truck hauling timber brought him hope. "Are you being chased by a yakuza?" the bearded driver asked Yoshikawa. "Sigh." He couldn't very well say he'd come here voluntarily as a slave, could he? Yoshikawa thought. Just getting to Ayase Ward would be enough. He pleaded with the driver. "Ayase Ward? That's far from here," the driver grumbled. "You don't have any money, it's not easy." "Please help me no matter what," Yoshikawa pleaded, bowing his head. "Here's what we'll do. I can only take you to 6-chome, then I'll give you 1000 yen for a ride," the bearded driver said. "But I have a small request." "Please tell me, I'll do my best."

Yoshikawa was already grateful that the bearded man had helped him escape without asking for a single penny.

"Use your mouth to serve me once," the bearded man actually wanted him to perform oral sex. What did he take him for? Yoshikawa felt an overwhelming sadness. But what could Yoshikawa repay him with now? The woman used her body, and he only had his mouth left.

While Yoshikawa's mouth still held the bearded man's semen, the man drove away, whistling merrily.

Mie hadn't returned yet. Yoshikawa hurriedly changed his clothes like a stray dog. He ate half of the rice ball Mie had left. Then he searched everywhere for the money his wife had left in the house. Even searching under the tatami mat, he only found less than four thousand yen. How could that be enough to get back to his hometown, Sera?

Footsteps sounded outside the door. Were his pursuers here? Yoshikawa instinctively gripped a baseball bat.

If it was those guys, he'd have to fight them.

"You still came back," it was Mie.

"Is there any money left at home?" Yoshikawa asked.

Seeing her husband's haggard face, Miho felt a pang of sadness. If it weren't for Saori's encouragement, Miho wouldn't have sent him there, would she? Now the corporation had issued a kill order against him. It seemed she had no choice but to let him hide for now.

She took out 30,000 yen from her purse.

"That's all the cash I have. I'll get more if it's not enough," Miho said. Deep down, she knew she probably didn't have time. If she hadn't escaped during the chaos, she wouldn't have even gotten this 30,000 yen to Yoshikawa. The corporation's people would be here soon.

"Never mind. I'm going to Sera first. I'll contact you after I find a place to stay," Yoshikawa said, fully aware of the situation.

"The corporation is after you. Take care of yourself." These were Miho's last words to her husband.

There were still many trains to Sera. Yoshikawa ate something at the station.

Sera was his hometown. He had many friends there; perhaps he could escape this calamity. Yoshikawa prayed inwardly. Sitting on the train, Yoshikawa's wife's image flashed before his eyes again. Would she be implicated because of him?

Miho's situation was worse than he had imagined. Haruko had arrived at his house, accompanied by Saori.

"I advise you to reveal his whereabouts; it'll be better for everyone," Haruko said to Miho, who was being held down on the tatami by a woman.

"I really don't know? He was already gone when I got back." "

Fine. Since you're unwilling to cooperate, I don't care about having another female slave." Haruko hooked her chin with her foot.

Stripped naked, Miho's anus was torn open by a woman using a dildo. Her "good friend," Saori, seemed unusually enthusiastic about abusing Miho, stuffing her half-wet underwear into her mouth…

…

Under their repeated humiliation, Miho finally revealed Yoshikawa's whereabouts.

Ono Miko was the editor-in-chief of a newspaper. Despite being over thirty, she was still single. Although she was still attractive, she had a congenital disability in her left leg (causing a slight limp).

When she saw the haggard-looking Yoshikawa, she could hardly believe her eyes. The high-achieving student from years ago…

He went to Tokyo alone, taking her heart with him. She was heartbroken for a long time because of it. Later, she heard that he had a good job at a big company in Tokyo.

"Is it really Yoshikawa-kun?"

"Yes. How is Miko?" It was indeed his voice, unchanged. Miko's eyes welled up with tears.

She hugged Yoshikawa tightly, ignoring the dust on his clothes.

"Thank you for coming back to see me." Miko knew that Yoshikawa had no relatives in Sera. "Can you stay a little longer this time?"

Ono Miko asked tentatively.

"Sure. I have something I'd like to ask you for help with."

Yoshikawa had a classmate named Musashi, who later became a policeman. But they hadn't kept in touch. Miko had been living in Sera and should have his address.

Because it wasn't easy to tell the truth, Yoshikawa lied to Miko, telling her a story about being chased by a yakuza group. He hoped she could help him find Musashi.

"Then you should come back with me first." Miko said, helping Yoshikawa into her Toyota RAV3.

The RAV3 must have cost over two million yen. " It seems Miko's life is not bad," Yoshikawa thought.

"Don't worry, Yoshikawa-kun, I will definitely find Musashi. If all else fails, I know some people at the police station who will help you." Miko was completely moved by Yoshikawa's appearance. Whether he came to see her or not, as long as he came back, that was enough.

Miko's residence was an apartment.

"How is Mr. Ono's health?" Ono Jiro was Miko's father, a kind old man.

"My father passed away two years ago. Thank you for remembering him, Yoshikawa-kun." Miko's tone was even more moved.

"Yoshikawa-kun, please rest here for a while. I need to buy some food and also go to the editorial department."

Miko politely invited Yoshikawa.

"Oh, by the way. There is a male slave I keep in the bathroom. Please don't be offended if you see him." Miko's words almost shocked Yoshikawa. Do women nowadays like male slaves? Keeping one is too surprising. He had gone through all kinds of hardships to escape from the manor to avoid becoming a woman's slave. His first love also kept male slaves. Would he one day become her slave too?

"Ah. It's nothing. It seems women in Tokyo like this kind of game now. Miko is quite fashionable."

Yoshikawa tried to hide his unease with his words.

"Oh. You're too kind, Yoshikawa-kun. Honestly, how many men these days are like you?" Miko looked at him with a hint of infatuation. In her heart, Yoshikawa was still as tall and mature as before.

"You should still meet him. His name is Kishisuke. He comes to my place two days a week. He does some housework and stuff.

Of course, he pays me a certain amount." She hadn't finished speaking; this Kishisuke not only did housework for her but also had to endure all sorts of abuse. Kishisuke

was quite handsome. It was just that he was lying in the bathroom in only his underwear, which wasn't very attractive. Kishisuke felt a little ashamed when he saw Miko bring a man back. He lowered his head. He was the CEO of a company. But somehow he had become obsessed with SM games. He also knew Miko's company president, Sakai. That's why he came here. Perhaps it was because Miko was quite pretty and lived alone.

"Kishisuke. This is my friend, Yoshikawa-kun. You should bow to him." Miko said coldly to Kishiisuke, who was kneeling at her feet.

"My name is Kishiisuke. Please take care of me." Kishiisuke kowtowed to the floor tiles.

"Miko, I think you should skip this. I'm really not used to it." Yoshikawa said.

Actually, he was also trying to escape those unbearable days. As for what would happen in the future, he tried not to think about it.

"It's all my fault. I didn't expect Yoshikawa-kun to be so uncomfortable." Miko said embarrassedly. "Actually, sometimes I wonder how there are people like them. They'd rather be our dogs than be decent men. Hehe. Men these days are really despicable."

Seeing Yoshikawa's surprised mouth open, she became embarrassed again.

"Yoshikawa-kun, I wasn't referring to you."

"You should go ahead and do your work. I'll just wander around. It's been a long time since I've been back to my hometown. It's changed a lot." Yoshikawa said.

"How can that be? You have to eat first. I can drive you around."

She then made Yoshikawa a cup of coffee. "Try this first. I'll be back soon."

Yoshikawa sat in the living room watching TV, his heart pounding. He had come here hoping to find Musashi through Miko, who could help him. Now, seeing her situation, he found it increasingly difficult to speak. If he told Miko the truth, she might look down on him. After Miko left, he learned some things about her through a brief conversation with Kishi. Although she wasn't as ruthless as the women in the manor, Kishi mentioned various forms of torture, including foot licking, whipping, and face-sitting—almost like making him eat gold. Apparently, this wasn't in their contract. Miko couldn't disobey the contract. But when he asked Kishi if he didn't feel humiliated by doing this, Kishi's answer surprised him: it was his honor to be Miss Miko's slave. Then he became engrossed in sniffing the small pair of underwear Miko had left him before leaving.

Miho's life wasn't as comfortable as his. Although Haruko and the others had left, Saori had stayed, mainly to avoid Yoshikawa calling back. Her former sister had become Miho's master. She tormented Miho whenever she had free time. Usually, she was forced to drink Miho's first urine of the morning. Saori straddled Miho's face and shoved a plastic funnel into her mouth.

"Drink it all," Saori's sadistic desires reached their peak.

"Ugh," Miho painfully drank Saori's foul-smelling urine, tears welling in her eyes. She had been naked and bound here for three days.

On the first day, Haruko and her female bodyguards had mercilessly abused her. Slaps, whips, and even denying her water were unbearable. The three women forced her to drink urine whenever she felt the urge. At first, she felt nauseous, but gradually she got used to it. The most unbearable thing was their playing with her genitals with their heels and toes, or poking her anus.

Miho cried out that she would tell them whenever Yoshikawa called, but she received no sympathy.

The next day, after Haruko and the others left, only Saori remained. Saori not only didn't let her go, but also humiliated Miho as if she had a grudge against her. Drinking urine was just one of the punishments.

"Please, Saori. Let me go," Miho pleaded as she licked the urine stains from Saori's genitals.

"Please me? Hehe. You know what? You've always been more popular than me at the Swan Club, and Mom takes special care of you.

Do you know what I'm thinking?" It turned out that Saori had joined the Swan Club later than Miho. The beautiful and outstanding Miho was naturally the choice for the lead role, while Saori could only play supporting roles. She had always felt uncomfortable about this, which was why she was so cruel to Yoshikawa every time she abused her. Now that she had this opportunity, she was determined to trample Miho under her feet. The thought of the beautiful Miho becoming a slave under her feet was irresistible. She couldn't feel comfortable unless she cruelly abused her.

"You want me to let you go? Wait until Haruko and the others catch you and Yoshikawa and become slaves to the manor." Saori's slippered foot stomped heavily on Mie's breast again.

She had paid a heavy price for Yoshikawa Mie.

"I'm back." Miko returned carrying several bags. Behind her was a beautiful policewoman.

"Yoshikawa-kun. I'm so sorry, Musashi has been transferred to Sendai. This is my good friend, Ms. Maki Ami, a policewoman. She might be able to help you." Miko said to Yoshikawa.

Maki Ami was indeed very beautiful. Snow-white skin, a refreshing face, and a pair of expressive eyes.

If she weren't wearing a police uniform, you would never guess her profession. Of course, Miko had forgotten to introduce her a little.

This seemingly innocent policewoman was also a SM enthusiast.

"You must be Yoshikawa-kun. My name is Ami, please take care of me." Ami's voice was sweet. Besides being a policewoman, she had another identity that Miko didn't know? She was also one of the heads of the Sera district for the group Haruko belonged to.

"I heard you're being hunted by a yakuza. As Miko's friend, is there anything I can do to help?"

Yoshikawa wanted to speak but hesitated.

"Let's not talk about those unpleasant things. Yoshikawa-kun must be hungry, let's eat first." Miko was

as enthusiastic as ever. Looking at the exquisite dishes being served, Yoshikawa was genuinely moved. He hadn't had a decent meal since being sent to the manor. He'd eaten plenty of the female demons' excrement, drunk urine, drank dirty water, and even had to eat their feces. Just thinking about it made his brain convulse. What those female demons had done to him was truly appalling.

"Are you satisfied with Kishisuke?" Ami asked Miko. She seemed completely unconcerned about Yoshikawa's presence. Judging from her tone, it was as if Kishisuke was someone she had introduced. Yoshikawa was even more confused. What kind of person was this seemingly innocent policewoman?

"Not bad at all! But Yoshikawa-kun doesn't seem to like you much, so let's not mention it," Miko said shyly. "

Hehe. What's wrong with that? Besides, are they even men? They don't have the demeanor of our Yoshikawa-kun from Tokyo," Ami said nonchalantly. "Yoshikawa-kun, am I right?"

A familiar light flashed in the policewoman's eyes. Where had she seen that look before? Actually, she had some doubts from the moment she saw Yoshikawa Ami, but she didn't ask too much because of Miko. From his clothes, he looked like someone fleeing from a gang of thugs. But from his haggard appearance, especially the two unconcealable whip marks on the back of his neck, he looked exactly like a slave who had worked in their group. Unable

to resist Ami, Miko still led Kishisuke out of the bathroom. In Ami's words, they couldn't forget the slaves even when they ate. Although they were male slaves who were even lower than dogs. Ami skillfully took the thin dog leash from Miko's hand. She placed her stockinged foot on his head and asked,

"How have you been, you stinking slave?"

"Ah. It's Master Ami. Thank you for your concern. I'm very happy here with Master Miko," Kishi said obsequiously, completely disregarding the sour stench of Ami's feet.

"Is that so? Your words make me very happy," Ami said, slapping Kishi's face with her foot.

Hearing the same words again caused Yoshikawa's stomach to churn. Two months ago, the beautiful Haruko had trained him in the same way. The result was that he had to lick the mud off Haruko's boots with his tongue.

Yoshikawa's every move did not escape Ami's eyes. She had asked Miko to bring Kishi out to test Yoshikawa.

"Go. Crawl to the door and lick my and Master Miko's shoes clean. We still need to go out later."

Kishi obediently crawled to the door. He picked up a leather shoe that Ami had worn, first sniffed the inside with his nose, and then stuck out his tongue to lick it.

"You're even more despicable than a dog," Ami cursed.

"Doesn't he find the smell in his shoes unpleasant?" Yoshikawa asked, trying to escape the awkward situation.

"Ha..." Unexpectedly, his words made both women laugh. "Perhaps he thinks the smell in his shoes is quite pleasant."

As Miko saw Ami out, the two talked for a long time. Perhaps it wasn't convenient for Yoshikawa to hear.

Of course, if Yoshikawa heard, he might faint. Ami told Miko that the best way for her to keep Yoshikawa by her side was to turn him into a slave like Kishisuke. Only such a man would follow her wholeheartedly.

"Is it really as Ami said?" Miko couldn't help but ask herself.

Evening. At Maki Ami's residence. Haruko and another woman had arrived. Ami laughed when she saw Yoshikawa's photo. Want to capture him? Too easy. Her only worry was probably Miko's feelings. Her beloved was actually a slave who had escaped from the company. No wonder the whip marks on Yoshikawa's neck looked so familiar.

"What are you considering, Miss Maki?" Haruko asked. After understanding the situation, she said,

"Actually, it's not difficult. Just invite your friend out for a while, and we'll turn that guy into a slave." Ami's status in the company was higher than Haruko's. "Your friend cares about him and doesn't want her boyfriend to be a dog, does she?" "

Alright. Let's do it that way. If it really doesn't work, we'll just make him disappear. I don't want to cause trouble for the company because of this."

At this moment, Ami revealed her ruthless side. Haruko, however, didn't think so. Because Yoshikawa had escaped from her grasp. This time, she was determined to bring him back. Only executing him at the manor would suit her psychology.

She used to think Yoshikawa was alright; there were some of the tortures he'd never experienced in the manor. She'd make him suffer them all, then lock him in the toilet and kill him using the most primitive methods.

Miko's apartment.

That afternoon, Miko drove Yoshikawa around the city.

"Sera has changed so much," Yoshikawa remarked.

"Yes. What are your plans for the future, Yoshikawa-kun? Will you go back to your hometown or move to Tokyo?" Miko wanted Yoshikawa to stay. She'd even take care of him.

Yoshikawa still wanted revenge, though the chances were slim. And he was currently on the run from assassins.

"Why don't you tell Ami about the yakuza? She's a good friend of mine. She'll definitely help you."

"Ah. Because some things are better told by a man," Yoshikawa said.

"I didn't expect Yoshikawa-kun to be shy! Hehe. Where did the bold and decisive Yoshikawa go?"

Miko complained a little about his attitude.

That evening, during dinner, the phone rang.

"Ah. Hello, this is Miko. May I ask who you are?" Miko answered the phone cutely. "Oh, it's Katakura-kun. What's up?"

Katakura was Yoshikawa's classmate. It seemed he went to the Self-Defense Forces. Had he returned to Sera now? Perhaps there was some hope if he could help him.

"It's Katakura-kun. He heard you're back. He said he'd come to see you tomorrow." Miko said to Yoshikawa with a beaming smile.

"Isn't he in the Self-Defense Forces? Is he back now?"

"Oh. I didn't tell you. He's a lawyer now. Very impressive, isn't he? It's better for you boys to have such great achievements." Miko's words evoked a bitter taste in Yoshikawa's mouth. Thinking of others, and then looking at himself, he had to work as an extra at his wife's club because he had no job, which led to his current situation.

"Because I don't usually have many customers, there's only one bed. Yoshikawa-kun, you don't mind sleeping with me, do you?" Miko's words couldn't be clearer

. They had slept together ten years ago. Today was just a rekindling of the past.

"Yoshikawa-kun, go take a shower first. I have some pajamas prepared for you here, I wonder if they fit?" Miko's words were full of warmth.

In the bathroom, when Yoshikawa took off his clothes, the first person to be shocked was actually Kishisuke, who had been there the whole time. Yoshikawa's back was covered with blood-red whip marks, some of which had even scabbed over. Because he was a slave, it was hard to say anything.

Kishisuke was just very strange. He just looked at him with a somewhat ambiguous gaze, perhaps taking him as a kindred spirit.

While Miko was bathing, she was in a very good mood. She even put her old panties over Kishisuke's head. She

didn't care at all when Kishisuke tried to kiss her feet. On the bed, Miko showed her captivating beauty. Ten years had passed, and her body had hardly changed. But when Miko saw the whip marks on Yoshikawa's body, she cried sadly. What kind of abuse had he suffered? Miko couldn't help but gently kiss his scarred back. Her concern turned into tender kisses, exceptionally sensual.

Yoshikawa also embraced her affectionately. He licked the salty tears from her face with his lips. But when he confidently tried to insert his thing, another embarrassing thing happened. The organ that made him a man was lifeless.

He couldn't even complete a decent insertion.

"Yoshikawa-kun must be too tired." Miko was very understanding. She even bent down and kissed his limp little thing.

Miko got up and left, saying she needed to use the bathroom. Yoshikawa was left lying on the bed, silent. Whether he hated his own impotence or was worried about his wife far away in Tokyo, he couldn't say.

Although Miko didn't say anything about Yoshikawa's performance, she was still not happy. Fortunately, there was another slave in the bathroom. As soon as they entered the bathroom, Miko seemed to become a different person. She grabbed Kishisuke's hair and pressed her wet genitals against his face.

"You stinking slave. Satisfy me with your mouth."

Kishisuke seemed to understand her feelings very well. He diligently licked her genitals with his tongue, enjoying this rare favor. Slowly, Miko recovered, even playfully teasing Kishisuke's prominent underwear with her foot.

She made lewd noises. Before leaving, she rewarded this well-behaved slave with a stream of "holy water." Kishisuke, having finished

making breakfast early in the morning, left. As usual, he left an envelope containing his 150,000 yen payment and a letter.

"That Kishisuke guy," Miko thought, seemingly pleased with the letter.

"Yoshikawa-kun. I'm so sorry. I have to go to work today. Please stay here. Perhaps Katakura-kun will come?"

"I'm so sorry to bother you," Yoshikawa bowed to Miko.

"What are you saying? What do you take me for, Yoshikawa-kun? It's my honor to have you stay here." He then drove away.

The sound of a car came from outside again. Had Miko returned? But when he opened the door and saw Haruko, he knew he was in grave danger. His first instinct was to run. But the woman behind Haruko was much faster than him.

"Ugh!" He was kicked in the stomach. Then, Haruko's familiar leather boots stepped on his face.

"Number 238, you've got some nerve." Haruko never showed mercy to her prey. She stomped hard on the face beneath her feet.

Although Yoshikawa was in excruciating pain from Haruko's stomping, he still saw the owner of another pair of leather shoes. Ami, that pure and lovely policewoman. So it was she who betrayed him.

"Number 238, is it? I didn't expect you to be Miss Miko's first love. I really want to see your face after you become a slave." Ami said coldly from the side.

"Should we take him away now?" the woman who kicked Yoshikawa asked.

"No. I'm waiting for Miko to come back. Let her also enjoy Number 238's service." What Ami wanted to do was to make Miko completely give up on him. A slave who only deserves to eat shit is no match for the noble Miss Miko.

Yoshikawa was dragged into the house by Haruko and the others like a dog.

"Miko's really good to you, she even bought you new pajamas?" Ami was furious at the thought of this dog of a slave deceiving Miko's feelings.

*Slap. Slap.* A crisp slap landed on her face. Yoshikawa suddenly seemed to revert to her old self. Ami Maki exuded a murderous aura. Her face was still so innocent, but her eyes were exceptionally sharp.

The relentless blows shattered Yoshikawa's last shred of hope. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He was like a deflated balloon, his lips brushing against Ami's stockinged feet. Although he could smell the strong, sour stench of Ami's feet, he dared not look up.

Kissing the mistress's feet was a standard gesture in the manor, signifying complete obedience.

Ami, of course, knew this.

"Number 238, I'm giving it to you. Show it your loyalty." The stinking foot was brought to Yoshikawa's lips.

The stench was still strong, but Yoshikawa no longer noticed. He stuck out his tongue and lightly licked Ami's beautiful toes. A drop of blood had unknowingly fallen onto Ami's foot.

"Ouch." Ami kicked his chin, and he fell backward to the ground. The slender

feet landed heavily on Yoshikawa. He curled up and rolled on the ground.

Haruko dragged Yoshikawa into the bathroom and urinated inside. Then they pressed his head down.

A powerful current of water instantly submerged his head.

Miko returned to the newspaper office, quietly recalling her time with Yoshikawa. Had he become dulled from the persecution by the yakuza? Although his appearance hadn't changed, Miko sensed a difference in Yoshikawa's behavior in bed. In fact, he was even worse than Kishisuke, that dog-like male slave. Kimura came over again. That pervert. Miko cursed inwardly.

Uchisugi Masao was the editor-in-chief of this newspaper. A pervert just like Kishisuke. Ever since Miko learned of his hobbies, he hadn't given him a kind look.

"Miss Miko, didn't you come to the office yesterday?"

"Do I have to report to you if I didn't come?" Miko asked, dissatisfied.

"No, I was just concerned about you," Uchisugi said with a forced smile.

"If you have nothing else to do, then get out of here." Miko bluntly dismissed him. She was troubled by Yoshikawa's change in attitude and naturally wouldn't give him a friendly look.

Seeing that Uchisugi still didn't want to leave, Miko got angry. "Don't want to leave? Fine. I just went to the restroom and got my shoes dirty. If you really have nothing better to do, you can lick them clean for me."

Miko said, even putting her feet on the desk. Only Miko would dare to treat Uchisugi like this in the newspaper office. But Uchisugi not only wasn't angry, he went to the door and closed it.

"Miss Miko, is what you're saying true? You really agree to let me lick your shoes?" It was as if letting him lick her shoes was a reward. He was not just a little perverted.

"Yes. But if you think it's dirty, then forget it."

"No. I'm willing, I'm willing." Uchisugi actually put his mouth close and stuck out his tongue to lick her dirty shoe soles.

Miko felt disgusted by his filthy behavior. She picked up the phone. "Ryoko? Come in for a moment."

A pretty girl walked in.

"Did you call me for something, Miko-nee?" She seemed to ignore the dog-like Sugauchi.

"This guy's acting up again. You should deal with him," Miko said to Ryoko.

"No! Miko, please!" Sugauchi pleaded, his face contorted with grief. It seemed he'd rather lick Miko's dirty shoes than be disciplined by Ryoko.

"Alright," Ryoko said, pulling Sugauchi over and shoving him into a chair. She spread her legs and sat on his face.

Sugauchi made "uh, uh" sounds under her buttocks.

When Miko received Ami's call, she was initially happy, but then deeply shocked. She was told that Yoshikawa was a slave who had run away from their group. This was unbelievable. Although there was no prohibition in Japan for women to sign master-slave agreements with men, like the one she and Kishisuke had signed, Yoshikawa was her pride and joy. A high-achieving student who had moved from Sera to Tokyo. She would never believe he was a slave.

"You should go back and check on him. See how he behaves before making a decision." Ami didn't want her to have any regrets.

On her way back, Miko received a call from Katakura, saying he was coming to visit Yoshikawa. Well, he might as well come. Miko's mind was in turmoil.

At Miko's house, Yoshikawa had reverted to his slave status. He was forced to take out Miko's worn shoes from the shoe cabinet and

lick them clean, pair by pair. The three women watched. Why choose Miko's shoes? Perhaps to increase the humiliation.

Ami blocked Miko's way outside the apartment.

When Ami saw Yoshikawa kneeling on the floor, licking a pair of sneakers she had once worn, her eyes welled up with tears. Was this the Yoshikawa she knew?

"Yoshikawa-kun, what are you doing?" Ami still couldn't stop Miko.

Seeing Miko return, Yoshikawa lowered his head even further, almost burying his face in the sneakers. Showing his servility in front of Miko was indeed shameful.

"I'm sorry, I've disappointed you."

"Yoshikawa-kun, get up! I don't want to see you like this." Miko frantically lunged at Yoshikawa, trying to pull him up.

"Look at me. I'm Ono Miko. How could you become like this?" She tried to wake Yoshikawa.

But the humiliation he had endured since early morning had already broken Yoshikawa's spirit. He might as well go back to the manor and let Haruko and the others torture him to death. In their words, any resistance was futile. Besides, Mie was still in their hands. Only when he was taken back could his wife be free (Haruko's words). It was truly unacceptable for a weak husband like him to be unable to bring happiness to his wife and to make her endure humiliation for him.

"Miko, just forget about me. I'm just a slave. A slave lower than a dog," Yoshikawa sobbed. But he refused to stand up.

"Aren't you going to show some respect to your mistress, Miko?" Ami said from behind them.

Yoshikawa actually obeyed and hugged Miko's feet, licking her shoes with his tongue.

Things had turned out this way. Miko was stunned; she didn't even have the strength to push Yoshikawa away, who was licking her shoes. She just stood there dumbly in the yard, letting Yoshikawa lick her shoes with his humble tongue.

"You've really disappointed me," Miko finally said after a long pause.

Then she kicked Yoshikawa away forcefully and walked into the house.

"Boom!" A sudden clap of thunder sounded in the sky. Large raindrops immediately began to fall. The women went inside, leaving Yoshikawa soaked to the bone.

Inside, the women discussed Yoshikawa's fate. Haruko suggested taking Yoshikawa home that day. But Ami insisted on hearing Miko's opinion. Miko seemed like a different person at this moment. First, she asked them to stay for dinner and not leave until the next morning. She even said she wanted to "treat" this liar Yoshikawa properly. Seeing Miko's insistence, Ami smiled.

Yoshikawa crawled in from outside and continued licking Ami's feet. Perhaps his clothes were too wet. He was ordered to strip naked, curl up at her feet, and put Ami's toes in his mouth. Miko went to cook, while Haruko and her bodyguard watched TV.

In the kitchen, Miko dialed Katakura's number.

When the food was almost ready, Miko had Ami lead Yoshikawa to the kitchen.

"Lick this puddle of dirty water clean," Miko said, pointing to a puddle of dirty water at her feet.

Watching Yoshikawa obediently lick it, Miko put her slippered foot on his head.

"He really is like an obedient dog," Miko said, playing with Yoshikawa at her feet.

"This is the real him, a scumbag like him only deserves to eat shit," Ami said disdainfully.

"He really is despicable," Miko echoed.

During dinner, Yoshikawa was made to kneel under the table. Several women's feet were placed on him.

Dinner was quite lavish, and Miko had even prepared drinks and beer. The women chatted happily, occasionally kicking Yoshikawa under their feet. He could only endure it, and had to obediently lick Miko's feet.

Miko's feet were very beautiful. Because she was wearing stockings, there was a faint smell of foot odor. Perhaps feeling sorry for her, Yoshikawa licked them with great concentration.

"We're leaving tomorrow. We should say goodbye to your Yoshikawa properly," Ami said, her face flushed from drinking some beer.

"Okay. We should really leave him with some impression." Miko spat a small chicken bone from her mouth onto the ground. "Eat it."

Yoshikawa lowered his head, put the chicken bone in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it. Ami, upon seeing this, threw a fish head on the ground. While a small piece of chicken bone might be edible, the fish head was utterly inedible.

Seeing that Yoshikawa refused to eat it, Ami became furious. She grabbed Yoshikawa's hair and slapped him repeatedly across the face with her bare hands. Only when Miko spoke up did Ami stop him. The fish head was no longer needed, but in return they received a bowl of leftover fruit peels and several wads of tissues.

The women continued eating and drinking. They even sang a song by Momoe Yamaguchi. Under the influence of alcohol, several women's faces flushed. Miko shakily retrieved a funnel from the kitchen and made Yoshikawa lie on his back and hold it in his mouth. Then, she brazenly untied her skirt and underwear and sat on Yoshikawa's face.

"You have to drink it all," she said, then urinated into Yoshikawa's mouth. The women laughed.

Only Yoshikawa, with the funnel in his mouth, drank large gulps of Miko's urine. The women took turns using Yoshikawa between their legs. Haruko even pressed her lewd genitals against Yoshikawa's face. Ami maliciously kicked Yoshikawa's buttocks, then said something to Miko.

Miko smiled and retrieved a dildo from the room. Ami put it on, straddled Yoshikawa, and thrust forcefully. The dildo was brutally inserted into Yoshikawa's dry anus…

By the time Miko inserted the last one, Yoshikawa was in so much pain he could barely make a sound. He just lay quietly on the sofa, waiting for the women's torment. His anus was bleeding.

After venting their brutality, the women actually collapsed onto the sofa or chairs and fell asleep.

Miko patted Yoshikawa.

"Come with me." She pulled on the leash around Yoshikawa's neck.

They went to the bathroom. Yoshikawa was terrified, thinking Miko would force him to eat feces or something. But Miko turned on the shower and let in hot water, indicating he should take a shower.

Just then, Katakura arrived as agreed.

It turned out that Miko couldn't openly save Yoshikawa, seeing him in such a state. So she drugged the three women's drinks, allowing Katakura to help Yoshikawa escape.

Looking at Yoshikawa, who had already changed clothes, Miko said, "I had no choice but to help Yoshikawa-kun this way. Please don't blame me.

From now on, I can only entrust you to Katakura-kun. He will take you to a safe place."

"But aren't you afraid that Ami and the others will treat you badly when they wake up?" Yoshikawa asked worriedly.

"It's alright. The Ono family still holds a high position in Sera. I doubt they'll do anything to her. It's just that I won't be able to help Yoshikawa-kun anymore. Please take good care of yourself." Miko's eyes were red.

Yoshikawa got into Katakura's Suzuki.

"I'll take you to Hokkaido. I have a friend there who might be able to protect you."

Katakura had already understood the situation through his conversation with Miko.

"Katakura-kun, I'm really causing you trouble. But I'm still worried about my wife."

"I see." Katakura thought to himself as he drove. "Alright, let's go back to Tokyo. Hopefully, we can rescue your wife."

Mie's condition is getting worse. Saori has made this place her home. All day long, Mie is naked, enduring Saori's whippings or having her breasts trampled. She's chained to the bathroom day and night. Not only does Saori abuse her, but she also calls in her boyfriend, Matsuzo, a boy with freckles. Perhaps because Mie is prettier than Saori, Matsuzo raped Mie several times in the bathroom. He even forced her to lick his genitals clean after he finished. Saori, instead of stopping him, helped Matsuzo humiliate her. Mie is in unbearable pain. Every day, she can only mechanically serve this couple.

Katakura's car stopped outside the apartment complex. Yoshikawa excitedly went inside. Katakura, however, pulled out a Mauser pistol and followed closely behind.

Inside the bathroom, Mie was drinking urine while holding Matsuzo's stinking penis in her mouth. He was moaning perversely. Saori was lying on the tatami mat watching TV. When Yoshikawa suddenly burst in, Saori was stunned. Before she could react, Yoshikawa had already put a knife to her neck.

"Where's Mie?"

"Inside." Saori's voice was distorted with shock. She pointed to the bathroom.

Katakura's gun butt struck her on the head. Saori passed out.

Matsuzo encountered Yoshikawa unexpectedly. He probably didn't expect a man to barge in at this time. He was punched in the stomach, the pain making him double over. Then he was hit on the chin. He collapsed onto the tatami mat.

Mie could hardly believe what she was seeing. Her husband, who was on the run, had actually returned to rescue her. She threw herself into Yoshikawa's arms and burst into tears.

Saori and that despicable couple absolutely couldn't be let off the hook. Mie thought. The blows woke them both up. But death awaited them. Even though Saori desperately sucked on Yoshikawa's penis to stay alive.

But the memory of eating feces beneath her made Yoshikawa snap her neck. Semen spilled from her mouth. Matsuzo's situation was even worse. A large amount of feces woke him up, but he couldn't straighten his body.

Mie straddled the toilet seat, using her buttocks to stop him from rising. A large amount of foul-smelling feces swirled around him, drowning out his breath.

Katakura's car, carrying the Yoshikawa couple, disappeared into the night…

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