Training the Spring Slave (Part 3)

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After circling around a few times, the master led Quan Nu back to the bench. Young couples occasionally strolled along the park paths in the distance. Quan Nu constantly looked around warily, fear gripping her mind, yet her body involuntarily grew more excited. The intense pleasure of nudity made her waver between fear and excitement, but she knew she had no choice. At this moment, she truly felt like a dog, utterly powerless to control her own destiny. Even if others saw her, she had no choice but to abandon her dignity and face; otherwise, the master's punishment might be far more painful than anything else.

The master sat on the bench, pulling on the zipper to bring Quan Nu closer. "Let me out," the master whispered. Quan Nu was incredibly excited upon hearing this command. Finally, she had the chance to serve her master, finally, she could touch her master's noble body. So excited, so expectant.

Quan Nu knelt upright, her trembling hands helping her master unzip his pants. The master cooperated, pulling the pants down to his knees, then took out nipple clamps from his bag and clipped them to Quan Nu's nipples. Quan Nu let out a soft moan. But she didn't dare stop, opening her mouth and diligently sucking her master's mouth. Quan Nu used all the techniques she had accumulated and the methods she had seen in videos. Her master seemed very satisfied. Although he was very alert and observed his surroundings, Quan Nu could still feel his excitement and enjoyment, so she worked even harder. Although her mouth was getting tired, she still tried her best to persevere.

After a while, her master told Quan Nu to stop. Quan Nu was a little confused. It turned out that while Quan Nu was working hard, her master took out his oral sex device, gestured for her to open her mouth, and put it on her. But how was Quan Nu supposed to serve her master now? However, when her master told her to kneel on the bench, Quan Nu understood. So she spread her legs to cooperate with her master's penetration, and tried to twist her body with his movements, hoping to make his feelings more intense.

Although Quan Nu was very excited, because his mouth was stuffed with oral sex, he could only make low moans. And because his mouth was swollen, he could not swallow his saliva, and saliva kept flowing down the gaps at the corners of his mouth. Quan Nu thought that he must look very pathetic and shameful. Quan Nu couldn't help but describe himself in this way.
Because Quan Nu had been serving him with her mouth, the master became excited not long after entering. However, he didn't release inside, unsure if Quan Nu was safe. So he gently pulled out, signaling Quan Nu to get off the bench and kneel upright. He then removed Quan Nu's gag and placed it directly into her mouth. Quan Nu understood, grasping it with her hand and licking it diligently. Soon, the master began to tremble uncontrollably, forcefully pulling at Quan Nu's hair. Quan Nu knew he was about to climax, so she swallowed and released even more vigorously.

Finally, the master's penis swelled rapidly and was released into Quan Nu's mouth. At first, Quan Nu felt a little uncomfortable, but she still managed to restrain herself. When the master finished, Quan Nu gently moved her mouth away and then closed her lips tightly. She knew the master would make her swallow it all, but she still had some reservations. The salty, fishy taste made her feel a little resistant, but this was the master's reward, and Quan Nu dared not give it up easily, especially since the master wouldn't agree to it.

Finally, Quan Nu mustered up the courage to swallow it. Strangely, while it was in his mouth, Quan Nu was hesitant, but after swallowing it, he felt relieved and even tasted a hint of sweetness. Thinking that his master would be happy to see him eat it, Quan Nu couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness and satisfaction. This contradictory emotion was hard to explain. Quan Nu thought to himself, "Maybe I really am despicable."
After swallowing, Quan Nu knelt down and licked her master's semen again, cleaning it thoroughly. Then she helped her master put on his pants and quietly knelt before him. Her master was clearly very satisfied with her performance and threw her clothes. Strangely, he only gave her the top and skirt, but not the bra. Quan Nu didn't dare to ask and simply put on the top and skirt. Fortunately, she wasn't wearing an undershirt, so the neckline of the top she chose wasn't too low. Otherwise, if she had chosen a low-cut top and her master hadn't allowed her to wear underwear, it would have been very difficult for her.

After being dressed, the master made Quan Nu stand up and removed the chain from the collar, but did not unfasten the collar. Quan Nu had short hair, and the one-finger-wide dog collar was still very conspicuous on her bare neck. Quan Nu was worried that her master would let her walk on the street like this, but she did not have the courage to ask her master to remove it, so she could only try to walk behind her master to avoid being seen by others. Every time Quan Nu took a deep breath due to nervousness, the nipple clamps on her nipples would rub against her clothes, and the painful and itchy feeling would stimulate her nipples again and again. The more excited she was, the more nervous she became, and the more nervous she became, the more she would involuntarily take deep breaths. As she walked, Quan Nu felt like she was suffocating.
Fortunately, the lobby was nearly empty when they returned to the hotel. Quan Nu felt like a rat in the street, everyone staring at her, while her master acted as if nothing had happened, casually walking into the elevator.

The moment the elevator doors closed, her master whispered, "Kneel down." "Huh?" Quan Nu looked at her master in surprise. "There are security cameras in the elevator," Quan Nu pleaded in a low voice.

Her master said nothing, just stared at Quan Nu silently and expressionlessly. That single look terrified Quan Nu. Quan Nu obediently knelt at her master's feet. Thankfully, her master didn't give any further orders. When the elevator doors opened, her master told Quan Nu to stand up. Quan Nu breathed a slight sigh of relief; she had been really worried that her master would make her crawl down the hallway.

Upon entering the room, Quan Nu obediently took off her clothes and knelt on the floor. By this time, her nipples, which had been pinched, were numb and no longer hurt as much. The master turned on the TV, sat on the sofa to watch TV, and ordered Quan Nu to prepare the bathwater. Quan Nu quickly crawled to the bathroom to prepare the bathwater for her master, and tested the water temperature with her hand. When she felt it was about right, she crawled back to the room, bowed her head, and said to her master, "Master, the bathwater is ready. Please let Quan Nu serve you a bath."
"Hmm," the master lifted his foot, and Quan Nu understood immediately. She reached out to help her master take off his shoes and socks, then crawled to the side to get disposable slippers and placed them beside his feet. Then, she straightened her upper body to undo his belt. The master cooperated by letting Quan Nu help him take off his pants and underwear, and then took off his shirt himself.

Quan Nu couldn't help but steal a glance at her master's body. This was the first time Quan Nu had seen her master's naked body. Her master's skin was fair and delicate. Although he was not very old, he was already slightly plump. After helping her master take off his clothes, her master was not in a hurry to take a bath. Instead, he lifted his leg and put his calf on Quan Nu's shoulder. Quan Nu was a little flustered and could only put his hands on the ground and lower his head to wait for his master. The master took the opportunity to put his other leg on Quan Nu's back. After a while, the master got up and went into the bathroom. Quan Nu quickly crawled in after him.

The master slowly lay down in the bathtub. Quan Nu knelt to help him with soap and a towel. The master washed meticulously, occasionally glancing at Quan Nu. Quan Nu quickly lowered her head, a flutter in her heart. The master's gaze was sharp, always making Quan Nu feel intimidated.

"Take off your stockings."
"Yes, Master."
"Come into the bathtub, let's wash together."
"Master, Quan Nu dares not."
"It's alright. From now on, you are no longer a slave."
"Huh? Master?" Quan Nu looked at the master in confusion.
"From now on, you are the master's woman, the woman the master loves. Come in." The master looked at Quan Nu affectionately.

Quan Nu suddenly felt flattered. How many times had she fantasized about being the master's woman, but she knew it was a pipe dream. And now, the master was actually telling her personally that she was the master's woman. Quan Nu's womanly nature began to sprout, and a sense of happiness welled up within her.

Although the bathtub wasn't for two people, Quan Nu's small size allowed her to lie down comfortably in her master's arms. The warmth of the water excited Quan Nu, especially when her master held her in his arms, which made her lose control. In that instant, Quan Nu even felt like crying.
After washing up, the master returned to the room first, while Quan Nu tidied her hair in front of the mirror. Actually, Quan Nu's short hair didn't require much styling, but she didn't know how to face her master afterward. She was used to kneeling before him, but his words had given her a glimmer of hope. She truly didn't know what to do. She worried that her master would change his expression, and then she would have made another mistake. She was so conflicted; what should she do?

Just as Quan Nu hesitated, her master entered. Seeing him in the mirror, Quan Nu quickly looked away, worried that he would see through her thoughts. But in fact, her master knew without even looking. He hugged Quan Nu from behind, his hands cupping her two C-cup breasts—Quan Nu's pride. He whispered in her ear, "Are you done, baby?"

Quan Nu didn't know how to answer, so she simply nodded.

The master bent down, scooped up Quan Nu's legs, and swept her into his arms. It all happened so suddenly that Quan Nu couldn't help but scream. Looking up, she saw her master smiling gently at her face. His smile was so tender, completely devoid of his usual sternness, which eased Quan Nu's tense emotions.

The master carried Quan Nu to the room, gently placed her on the bed, pulled the blanket over her, and then slipped in himself. Quan Nu nestled against his chest, watching TV and chatting about ordinary things.

At that moment, Quan Nu felt as if she had forgotten that the man beside her was her master. She fell asleep as they talked. Quan Nu was exhausted; several orgasms had completely drained her energy. She had been worried that the post-bath training would be too much for her, but thankfully, her master seemed to know her heart and was so considerate. She couldn't help but feel incredibly lucky.

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