The lowly maid in the carriage

"From now on, in any reply to your master's messages, you must address him as 'Master,' and refer to yourself as 'this humble servant.'"

"Master... this humble... servant, received," Xiao Ye typed out these few words, as if making a lifelong decision, her heart filled with both nervousness and anticipation for the unknown.

When Xiao Ye's delicate hand clicked the send button, a deeper meaning shrouded her previously purely physical desires. When Xiao Ye was no longer just Xiao Ye, but also a humble servant with a master, her long-wandering heart felt like it had finally found its home.

Since marrying her husband, Xiao Ye had always been considerate of his emotions, and at the same time, she had deliberately avoided her unspeakable physical desires. For Xiao Ye, not touching this topic seemed to keep the raging beast within her trapped deep inside. The more she did this, the more gloomy and ventable her mood became. After starting work, Xiao Ye made a good friend; let's call her Xiao Xian for now. Xiaoxian, Xiaoye's best friend, had an extremely active sex life, constantly changing boyfriends, a stark contrast to Xiaoye's more traditional mindset. Perhaps, from that time on, Xiaoye secretly longed to be like her best friend Xiaoxian, free and unrestrained, living a life of passion and satisfying her physical and emotional desires. We'll set aside Xiaoxian's romantic history for now and return to Xiaoye herself; Xiaoxian's story will naturally be covered in a sequel.

Influenced by Xiaoxian, Xiaoye's true nature was slowly unleashed. Facing the "master" who would suddenly intrude into her life, Xiaoye was no longer so flustered, but rather somewhat expectant of his behavior. Yes, Xiaoye's concept of a master wasn't very clear yet; she still assumed he would try to protect her. What Xiaoye didn't know was that her life was about to be subjected to his strict discipline—something Xiaoye secretly desired, someone who could control and discipline her.

As the classic WeChat notification sound rang, Xiaoye eagerly picked up her phone, wanting to know immediately how her master would arrange her next activity.

"There's a butterfly-shaped thing in the box, it's called a vibrator. Your master has already set up remote control. What you need to do is put on the butterfly and insert the vibrator into your vagina right now."

"Master, I'll go to the bathroom to put it on right now." Xiao Ye replied obediently but with a hint of embarrassment.

"Have you forgotten what I just asked? You are my lowly servant, everything on you belongs to me. The word 'I' will no longer exist in your vocabulary. Making a mistake should be punished, but this is your first offense, so the punishment will be lighter. Your master's punishment is to put on the butterfly and insert the vibrator right here, immediately! Keep the camera pointed at your genitals the whole time."

"Master, this... servant understands. But..." Xiao Ye swallowed the rest of her words before she could finish, because she knew that if she continued, her master might use some other method to punish her. Surprisingly,

Xiao Ye didn't feel any aversion to this punishment. On the contrary, the thought of facing so many "audiences" and taking off her pants in public made her extremely excited and nervous, to the point that her arousal fluids flowed freely.

Xiao Ye took out a red scarf she had bought during her vacation last year. Calling it a scarf was a stretch; it was more like a sheer fabric, even more transparent than stockings. Xiao Ye glanced around, her hands moving without stopping, as its owner was watching her every move. Wrapping the scarf around her waist, Xiao Ye secretly rejoiced at her good spot. The nearest man sat about 10 meters diagonally opposite her, and this sole spectator seemed uninterested, engrossed in his phone.

Xiao Ye loosened a small opening in the scarf around her waist, slipped her hand inside, and slowly unzipped her shorts, unbuttoning them until she could finally pull them down. Due to the prolonged flow of her vaginal fluid, it had changed from its initial viscous consistency to a clear, watery appearance, though only in color; it still dripped in strands. Now, without the shorts' cover, the fluid began to drip through the openwork seat onto the floor.

While Xiaoye was still figuring out how to put on the butterfly-shaped dress, she was unaware that her secretions had formed a sizable puddle on the floor beneath her seat. The sharp-eyed cleaning man nearby spotted the puddle and rushed over with his mop. Unbeknownst to him, this was Xiaoye's bodily fluid. Xiaoye never expected the cleaning man to suddenly appear before her.

At that moment, Xiaoye had just tied the two lace ribbons of the butterfly dress around her waist and was carefully inserting the penis-like object into her vagina. The sudden appearance of the cleaning man made Xiaoye blush and quickly cover her private parts with her hands. The cleaning man instantly understood what Xiaoye was doing. Being a man of many experiences, he quickly composed himself, put the mop aside, and took out a stack of tissues from his left pocket. Xiaoye's initial shyness slowly turned to confusion. Was the cleaning man being so meticulous? Knowing it was her own bodily fluid, why would he need to wipe it clean with tissues? While Xiao Ye was still puzzled, the uncle squatted down in front of her legs and brought his head, or rather, his mouth, towards her genitals.

Xiao Ye was stunned by his actions and stood there dumbfounded. The uncle's hands slowly wiped away Xiao Ye's vaginal fluids under the seat, his mouth moving as well. He skillfully used his tongue to insert the vibrator into Xiao Ye's vagina. As the vibrator went in, the tongue-like part on top of it began to vibrate violently. Caught off guard, Xiao Ye ejaculated a sticky liquid from her vagina, shooting it into the uncle's mouth, which he hadn't yet closed. After the uncle left, satisfied, Xiao Ye hurriedly put on her shorts. At that moment, her master's message arrived:

"The butterfly vibrator is not to be removed from your genitals until I give you permission

." "Master, what should I do if I need to use the toilet?" Xiao Ye asked tremblingly.

"Give me five minutes' notice. If you take it out without my permission, the punishment will be doubled. I can keep track of the vibrator's usage on your phone. Your train is about to depart, hurry and find your husband. I'll contact you promptly if there are any new plans. Keep your WeChat accessible."

"Master, this humble servant receives your message."

Xiao Ye hurriedly met up with her husband in the last few minutes. From afar, her husband noticed that Xiao Ye's gait was a bit strange, as if she couldn't hold it in to urinate, and she had a scent that only he had when he was with her in the middle of the night. Because they had to catch the train, her husband didn't pursue the matter further. Xiao Ye supported her husband as they walked into the carriage, as if she might collapse at any moment. What

Xiao Ye didn't know was that the man who had been sitting diagonally opposite her had also entered the same carriage with them. As

soon as Xiao Ye's husband boarded, he put down his luggage and went to get a drink of water, leaving Xiao Ye alone to unpack her luggage. Xiao Ye, with a vibrating egg inserted in her vagina, dared not relax even slightly, despite knowing the lace ribbon around her waist. To prevent the egg from suddenly popping out, she could only sit on the lower bunk, bending down to carefully shove her husband's heavy suitcase under the bunk.

Without a bra, Xiao Ye's full breasts seemed about to burst from her neckline. After putting the suitcase away, Xiao Ye looked up and saw the man who had been sitting diagonally opposite her, happily pointing his phone at her. She secretly rejoiced, thankful he hadn't noticed what had just happened. At that moment, she seemed to be recalling something. This man reminded her of Xiao Xing from university. Xiao Ye thought, how could two people look so alike? But it probably wasn't Xiao Xing. The world is so big; encountering two familiar faces is quite normal. Thinking this, Xiao Ye smiled and shook her head, muttering softly, "If only it were Xiao Xing, I would give myself to him completely."

Yes, this person is Xiao Xing. What you might not expect is that this man, Xiao Xing, is the security guard you just met at the security checkpoint. It turns out that after graduating, Xiao Xing couldn't bear the thought of his beloved Xiao Ye marrying someone else, so he secretly went to Xiao Ye's city alone. He planned to work hard and make something of himself before seeing the woman he longed for day and night. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned; Xiao Xing's job search was unsuccessful, so he took a temporary job as a security guard at the train station to supplement his income. Today, as Xiao Ye entered the waiting hall, Xiao Xing saw his beloved from afar. To ensure he could smoothly pass through security and appear before Xiao Ye, Xiao Xing painstakingly observed her movements, intending to switch security lanes with others in time. Finally, Xiao Xing appeared just in time for Xiao Ye's security check. It was precisely because Xiao Xing saw that embarrassing moment between Xiao Ye's legs that he decided not to acknowledge her for the time being, because he had found a better way to recognize her.

This is the story behind the mysterious security guard's series of strange actions.

Xiaoxing took out her phone, opened a video, and held it in front of Xiaoye's eyes. Xiaoye looked up curiously at this person who seemed like the man she was going to spend her life with, but she didn't see a trace of malice in his eyes. She looked down, her mind blank. The video had clearly recorded everything from when she went through security until she put away her suitcase. Just as Xiaoye, her mind blank and unsure what to do, her husband returned. Xiaoxing quickly pulled the phone away and turned to sit in a window seat. Seeing Xiaoye's distraught state, her husband asked with concern if she was feeling unwell. Xiaoye shook her head, only saying that she was too tired from the journey and wanted to rest. Yes, Xiaoye was too tired, not from the journey itself, but because in that short hour, she had experienced too much and had too many orgasms.

Now, Xiaoye listlessly climbed into her upper bunk, lay down, and, exhausted and filled with shame, pulled the blanket over her head. She couldn't think clearly right now. She thought she should just sleep. Maybe when she woke up, the man would have gotten off the bus, or maybe she'd come up with a better solution.

Yes, everything would be alright. She didn't need to wait for Xiao Ye to wake up; someone would naturally wake her while she was asleep. After the bumpy ride, Xiao Ye finally drifted off to sleep. The vibrating monster was still slowly vibrating inside her. After nearly an hour of stimulation, Xiao Ye had become familiar with and adapted to the vibration frequency. Combined with the feeling of fullness inside her, Xiao Ye actually felt very comfortable and satisfied. As she slept, Xiao Ye's dreams were filled with everything that had happened that day, as if what she had experienced today wasn't a nightmare, but rather a long-held desire within her.

[The End]

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