Post-meeting celebration

After the meeting, I started working at the various venues. According to the competition results, I would first spend 7 days in the Future Pavilion. Today was my first day entering the Future Pavilion, which I had longed to visit for so long, but not in the morning, but at 7 pm. This is because for the club, there is basically no business in the morning; the evening is the busiest time. At 6 pm, Mumu came to our lounge. At this time, Sister Juan and Sister Qin were helping me prepare.

Mumu: How are you feeling? Finally, you can go and see things properly, unlike last time!

I blushed shyly and said: Now you're happy, it's become your exclusive toy!

Mumu: Not at all, not at all...

After a few pleasantries, the atmosphere became very harmonious, but our current situation is not optimistic. After all, given what happened before, we must be more cautious than before. Mumu said: After that meeting, I believe the current situation will not be the same as before; the conflicts will escalate and divide further.

Me: Yes, that's right. Based on my estimation, the four of them will at least split into two factions, one led by Lao Wang and the other by Lao Huang. Lao Huang is arguably on our side, while Lao Wang is on the disadvantageous side. As for the other two, it's unclear who's on whose side.

Mu Mu: Exactly. We're now under everyone's supervision. We can't be special; we even have to follow the rules more than they do, since we're in a weaker position. Therefore, Juanzi and Qinzi can no longer give her special treatment like before. They can only offer her some care as best they can, under absolutely safe conditions.

Sister Juan: Don't worry about that. We'll handle it. Besides, Xiao Gao's stamina and endurance are already remarkable. I believe that apart from your Future Pavilion, which might be a bit too much for her, the other pavilions should be fine.

Mumu: You didn't understand what I meant. The focus now isn't just on these venues anymore; even your rest areas are under their surveillance. That means you can only make things easier for her when you're giving her a physical exam or treatment. Otherwise, even when she's resting or sleeping, you'll be subjected to torture, understand?

Sister Juan looked at me sympathetically. I said, "It's okay, I was prepared for this. It's tough, but it's much better than causing trouble and exposing my identity. Safety first."

We reached an agreement. Mumu left first to wait for us at the Future Pavilion. Sister Juan and Sister Qin started dressing me up.

First, they put a leather jacket on me. This jacket was different from the previous ones; it was definitely custom-made. It was a transparent silver-white, and while the style wasn't significantly different—it was a full-coverage leather jacket with an open crotch, only revealing my mouth and nose at the hood—the material and feel were different. The outer surface was covered in shiny metallic particles, and the inner leather was densely covered with raised bumps. It caused a lot of friction and was very uncomfortable, and it was tighter than the previous jackets.

My two older sisters struggled to help me get dressed. Afterward, I looked in the mirror and noticed the leather outfit was even more transparent than when it was on its own. My breasts and other parts were faintly visible. Wouldn't that make me easily recognizable? My heart leaped into my throat. Surely Mumu wouldn't be so careless? I carefully examined my face. The covering seemed thicker and less transparent; only a rough outline of my face was visible, and even a close look wouldn't confirm it was me. My anxiety finally subsided. Sister Juan seemed to understand my worry and gently patted my shoulder before continuing her work.

Next, a ring-shaped clamp was put on me, and my hair was combed back and tied into a ponytail, the bottom of which was tightly bound into a single strand instead of spreading out on top. Finally, they put on a pair of 18cm silver-white buckle-style high-heeled sandals. There was no binding or restraint, and I left at 5:50. As soon as we stepped outside, we saw a large crowd in the hallway, surrounded by various hisses and shouts. Some said, "Look, you can see everything under her clothes today, it's like she's not wearing anything at all, but that makes her even more attractive, even more lewd!"

Others said, "That woman has such a great figure."

"I really want to sleep with her."

"What does this woman look like?"

"I wonder if she's the one we know!"

These words made me even more ashamed and worried. The meeting might only be able to control the situation to a small extent, but it couldn't stop it. After all, many people already knew that the person in front of us was me, just not yet confirmed, because of the advertisements that used me and the people Lao Wang had invited. The only thing we could do now was to do our best to stop these rumors from becoming rumors, to let these questions become legends forever, mysteries in people's hearts forever, and to wait for the right time to change this situation.

We walked to the entrance of the Future Pavilion, but the people who had been inside didn't come in. They were guests from other pavilions who knew I was going to the Future Pavilion today, so they came out to see. The area in front of the Future Pavilion was completely deserted and eerily quiet. After the three of us entered through the illusory doors of the Future Pavilion, the crowd behind us began to disperse, as they could no longer see anything. My attention then focused on the real doors in front of me. There were three actual doors, each with a sensor and detection device on its right. The left door was marked for men, and the right for women. The doors on the left and right were for visitors, while we inside had to use the middle door.

The two older women had me place my hands on the sensor, which resembled a palm print scanner. A voice came from the side of the door: "No. 1, entering working mode!"

Then the door opened, revealing a small room. I went inside, and the door behind me quickly closed. The machine spoke again: "Please place your hands and feet in the designated positions!"

At this moment, a handcuff-like device above my head and another one below my feet glowed. After I placed my hands and feet there, the handcuffs and leg irons indeed tightly bound my limbs. Then, they brought my hands and feet together, stretching my entire body into a straight line. Then my "little room" began to move, like an elevator. However, I immediately realized that this wasn't a small room at all, but rather two robotic arms pulling me along. My surroundings were completely empty; the feeling of being in a small room was merely a fleeting experience.

The entire Future Pavilion was laid out like a performance hall, fan-shaped, with the stage at the top. It gradually expanded outwards from the lowest point, rising in tiers, each level divided into several different sections. The main entrance was in the center of the outer circle of the fan, and from the entrance to the stage was a dedicated passageway with transparent structures on either side. This passageway was specifically for staff and internal personnel, and the transparent structures were made of a special, incredibly hard material that ordinary things couldn't pass through, especially people. However, it seemed to have a switch; staff used this passageway to provide services.

And now, I was passing through the air above all the audience members, under the gaze of every pair of eyes. Only then did I realize that the Future Pavilion truly lived up to its name; its sets and functional sections possessed a strong sense of mystery. First, the ceiling of the entire hall can be raised and lowered, and its shape can be changed at will, creating scenes of starry skies, outer space, the digital world, the anime world, etc. In reality, it's just LED lights and holographic technology to deceive the eye. Second, although the various levels all descend uniformly, each functional section is arranged in a well-organized manner, giving a very unusual feeling. Each section has its own prominent theme, just like the promotional posters outside: a "Human Body Motorcycle" section, a "Smart Restroom" section, an "Automatic Beer Machine" section, and so on. At the core of each section is an "m," which is the core of these props; the Future Pavilion's leading technology is the modification of the human body. Each section was packed with visitors, at least 2,000 people.

Soon, I arrived on stage. Mu Mu was already waiting there, and he launched into another speech for the audience. To be honest, Mu Mu is really good at this! But I wasn't paying attention; my mind was blank. Suddenly, I felt my body being lifted upwards, from a standing position to being suspended upside down like a horse with its hooves tucked in. My weight was concentrated on my wrists and ankles, and a sharp pain shot through my heart. After all, being suspended upside down like this is bad for the body; it can definitely cause intense pain, and if it continues for a long time, my hands and feet will definitely be crippled. Usually, when I'm suspended upside down, the ropes are tightly bound, and my whole body is under stress. This kind of upside-down suspension is really hard to bear. I continued to rise, gradually entering the interior of a spherical device. I didn't know what was inside, but I could breathe inside, and it felt incredibly easy, as if I were directly inhaling oxygen. The sensation of my skin didn't change, but I couldn't feel my body weight anymore. It was amazing! Even more amazing was that, in the eyes of all the audience members, I appeared to be the same size as if I were standing right in front of them. Those in the front row saw me at my actual size, while those in the back rows saw me as if I had been magnified ten times. Although I was so far away, it looked as if I were right in front of them.

Mumu: "This is the latest technology, a product of a combination of high-tech advancements such as microbial technology, plasma technology, and anti-gravity technology. You won't feel any weight inside, and you'll breathe the freshest oxygen. The microorganisms inside will constantly provide you with nutrients and break down your waste. In short, you can stay in there without doing anything and maintain peak health and energy. What's special is that the microorganisms inside can provide super-strong sex hormones! The audience will soon see the effects!"

Indeed, the things Mumu produces are truly wicked. I really don't know where Mumu got this technology from, and I don't even know where her research team is. It's as if she can get whatever she wants.

Mumu continued, "This device has another special function. As you can see, each platform has a pillar with an inflatable doll on it. Each inflatable doll on each platform is connected to No. 1. When the program is set to receive all stimulation, the stimulation received by each inflatable doll in a corresponding area is collected by the computer. The computer then visualizes the received signals inside this device, allowing No. 1 to receive all the stimulation. When the program is set to receive stimulation separately, the stimulation received by No. 1 will switch between different platforms every 30 minutes. Each platform controls her through the inflatable doll, including her posture and the stimulation she receives. Of course, the sensations you get from the inflatable doll are exactly the same as the sensations you get from her!"

When Mumu finished speaking, the audience cheered, and many audience members had already taken off their pants and "entered" the inflatable dolls! I was immediately stimulated, feeling countless hands caressing my entire body, an endless itching sensation in my sensitive areas, my clitoris and nipples being manipulated by countless fingers like high-frequency vibrations, and my vagina, anus, and mouth being repeatedly penetrated by a large dildo. Although these things weren't actually stimulating me, I truly felt these stimuli, so real, so intense, especially the stimulation of my vagina, anus, and mouth. Although objectively only one dildo could be inside at a time, the stimulation I felt was as if countless dildos were penetrating me in succession—it was incredibly intense.

At this point, the audience was no longer willing to listen to Mumu continue and started working, and Mumu, understanding the situation, stepped off the stage to watch the performance. Some audience members were playing with their own sections of equipment, while most were playing with inflatable dolls, which meant they were playing with me. More and more people joined in playing with me, and the stimulation I received became increasingly intense. I could no longer think, enjoying the continuous orgasms. This enjoyment was unlike the previous feeling of being bound and restrained; there was no discomfort whatsoever, only an irresistible, continuous series of orgasms. I believe this was true enjoyment. Enjoying the feeling of being gang-raped, enjoying the supreme pleasure, yet not actually being gang-raped, I was intoxicated.

The intense stimulation lasted for 3 hours. Many spectators were no longer focused on the inflatable dolls; after all, each section was very attractively designed. They went off to play with their own, some even bringing their own submissives to play with together, chatting, drinking. I'm sure if Mumu saw this scene, her eyes would be filled with nothing but money, and she would be filled with waves of ecstasy. The atmosphere in the hall became harmonious.

At this moment, the staff announced that the stage would begin, and the system would randomly draw lots. The stage I drew would control me. At this moment, all the stimulation to my body stopped. I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and also felt a sudden emptiness. But after a long time, I still felt no stimulation, and my posture didn't change. I looked up in a crouching position. There was only one customer at this stage, and he was drunk, slumped over the stage. However, according to the rules, since I was a customer, my time had to be guaranteed. So, I was given 30 minutes to rest. During those 30 minutes, I regained a bit of clarity and carefully observed every corner of the hall.

The hall was large, with 100 tables of different sizes and functions. Just as they could clearly see me from any corner, I could also clearly see the state of each table. Basically, everyone was drinking and chatting, and everyone seemed happy. I noticed rows of female submissives hanging on the walls around the hall. Just then, a female submissive was moved from the main entrance to the left wall of the hall.

Apparently, the women's-only door I entered through served this purpose. The other side was the normal passage. The special passage in the middle was where the staff provided services. I saw servers busily greeting customers, and some servers were "taking down" their submissives from the wall according to customer requests, bringing them along for fun. However, no one was allowed to remove the submissive's equipment; that was the rule.

Soon, 30 minutes were up, and the next table was number 23. This table had over 20 customers, all young men. They seemed to have been waiting for a long time and didn't want to waste a moment. They positioned the inflatable dolls face down, one man lying on the doll's back with his penis inside its vagina, another riding on its back with his penis inside its anus, and another with a mouthpiece in front. I was similarly manipulated by four robotic arms, with tiny particles inside assisting me. I quickly synchronized my movements with the inflatable doll, beginning to receive the stimulation. Then, every 30 minutes, the table changed, and I was positioned in different ways for "virtual" sex, constantly reaching orgasm.

Around 4 a.m., all the customers left. Sister Juan and Sister Qin appeared below me, started the machine, lowered me down, and took me back to rest. The next morning, around 7 a.m., I was sleeping soundly in bed when a commotion outside the door woke me up.

"Xiao Yu, what are you doing! Isn't it stipulated that No. 1 can only rest during the transfer? Why did you let her come back to rest? My customers heard that your venue is very fun and asked me to take them there first thing this morning, but there was no one there, especially No. 1 who was resting. Aren't you affecting the club's business?"

After saying that, he rushed into our room. The voice was familiar; it was Lao Wang. I quickly got out of bed and put on a bathrobe. At this time, Lao Wang, Mu Mu, and the two older sisters had already entered my room.

"Look, No. 1 is a submissive. Can submissives sleep on the bed? And didn't you say that we can't take off our headscarves? Why can we take them off here? Xiao Yu, are you being special? You're so inconsiderate!" Lao Wang continued to vent his anger.

Mumu hurriedly explained, "Boss, yesterday was the first day, and I was worried that she wouldn't be able to handle it. If she had health problems, it would affect the subsequent operations and business. Besides, I only let her rest when there were no customers. I didn't know your distinguished guest had arrived, so I'll go and greet her right away! Please don't be angry. I guess the two of them forgot to put the hood back on after they took it off to check her health. You're right to reprimand her; it won't happen again. Please calm down. Today, all your guests' expenses will be on my tab."

After Mu Mu finished speaking, she turned to scold Sister Juan and Sister Qin: "What are you two doing? You've broken the club's rules. I'm letting it slide since it's your first offense, but if you do it again, you'll both be classified as 'm' and have to accept all services!"

Mu Mu's words were obviously meant for Lao Wang. We all knew this, so the three of us didn't say anything and just nodded silently. But we also knew that Lao Wang had come here today to cause trouble, and Mu Mu's words were only meant to stop him from losing his temper. Since he was here to cause trouble, it wouldn't be so easy.

After Sister Juan and Sister Qin quickly dressed me, they took me inside. I was quickly led to my assigned spot, and we all got into work mode. Mu Mu accompanied Lao Wang to their spot as well. At this moment, I suddenly noticed that the important customer Lao Wang had mentioned was actually a woman! Although she was a customer who came to spend money, the club's rules stipulated that women entering the premises had to be subject to certain restrictions. When the woman saw Lao Wang and Mu Mu arrive, she went over to greet them. The woman was wearing a black, tight-fitting leather outfit—a short, hip-revealing style with a bustier—exposing her breasts and buttocks. Her legs were encased in brown stockings, secured at the knees with a leather belt. She wore 12-centimeter black lace-up high heels. A large gag, almost as big as mine, was stuffed into her mouth, constantly drooling, indicating it had been in place for some time. Her hands were covered by a single black glove behind her back, and a large battery was attached to her waist, with five wires extending from it. Some of the battery's indicator lights were constantly lit, while others were flashing, suggesting her five sensitive spots were being stimulated. Her buttock muscles could be seen trembling. A thin, glistening liquid dripped from between her legs. The woman bowed slightly in acknowledgment.

Upon seeing this woman, Mu Mu was completely stunned. He scrutinized her face and figure from head to toe, then circled her, looking her over and under his breath. Seeing this, the woman blushed, lowered her head in embarrassment, and turned her face away. Old Wang, standing beside her, was almost furious. Mu Mu realized her lapse and hurriedly said, "I'm so sorry, so sorry. I didn't know this young lady was Chairman Wang's distinguished guest. I'm so sorry for the neglect. We will compensate her with excellent service."

The woman nodded.

Mu Mu sat down around Old Wang, turned around as if to say something to the woman, but then turned back. "Chairman Wang, I don't know how to address this young lady. It's impolite to keep calling her 'Miss'."

Old Wang looked at the woman, who nodded. Mr. Wang said, "Her surname is Li. You can just call her Miss Li!"

This detail is interesting. It seems that this woman and Old Wang have some special relationship, and Old Wang is at a disadvantage. Could this woman's identity be special? But perhaps it's just a feeling; further observation is needed.

Mumu: "Miss Li, I'm Xiao Yu, the owner of the Future Pavilion. My verbal apology just now doesn't count; I'm apologizing in person with our service. Please sit down, Miss Li!"

The woman's face flushed with embarrassment, her legs and body trembling uncontrollably… Mumu, you idiot! She's obviously been standing with something inserted down there; how could she possibly sit down?! Mumu suddenly realized, smacked his forehead hard, and apologized to the woman again. But Mumu was also smart; he couldn't lose sight of priorities at this moment. The most important thing was not to offend Old Wang. So Mumu turned to Lao Wang and whispered, "Boss, you're being too harsh on this guest. This level of service is no less than what we have with our 'mas'! I was really caught off guard; my brain short-circuited for a second. Please don't be angry!"

Lao Wang nodded. Mumu continued, "Boss, what kind of service does this guest want? I don't know what to do!"

Lao Wang shook his head and whispered, "Go ahead and do it yourself. I don't know either; I can't help you!"

These words brought me closer to my deduction. Mumu approached the woman again: "Ms. Li, this is a bit difficult to communicate with. May I remove the gag for you?"

The woman didn't react, but her whole body tensed, and she trembled slightly. I saw this detail, and so did Mumu. Although her movement was small, making it seem like she was thinking, it didn't escape our notice. She had an orgasm! Mumu chuckled inwardly but made no unusual move. The woman regained her senses and nodded.

Just as Mu Mu was about to remove the gag, the woman flinched, then looked at Lao Wang. Lao Wang quickly stood up, a smile plastered on his face, and walked behind the woman to remove the gag. A large amount of saliva gushed from the woman's mouth, flowing down into her deep cleavage. This scene would be quite embarrassing for most people, but this woman didn't react much, suggesting she was an experienced submissive.

Once the woman's mouth regained sensation, Mu Mu began to speak, "Miss Li, you are Chairman Wang's honored guest, and naturally, my honored guest as well. What are your requests today? What kind of service do you want? Please tell me, and I will do my best to satisfy you!"

Li replied, "Mr. Yu, please don't be so polite. I'm just a friend of Chairman Wang. I heard from him that your place is quite unique, so I wanted to come and see. I don't know anything about this place. As for how to provide service, you should ask Chairman Wang!"

The woman spoke slowly, her tone neither humble nor arrogant, exuding a very sophisticated air, clearly someone who had seen the world.

Old Wang hurriedly ran to the woman's side, hunching over and whispering, "Wh...wh...what? I...I...don't...know?"

The woman glanced at Old Wang, as if to say he was spineless! Turning to Mu Mu, she smiled and said, "Well, your Gao Zhi Nv Club is most famous for your No. 1. Many customers come here just to see her. As for me, I'm here to broaden my horizons. How about I watch her performance?"

This conversation confirmed my guess. This woman was extraordinary, with an extraordinary air about her and a calm demeanor. Someone who could make an old fox like me bow down was definitely not a nobody. Mu Mu, be careful.

Woman: "Mr. Yu, could you please introduce the device that No.1 is currently using?"

Mu Mu smiled broadly and explained all its functions. The woman calmly said, "Yes, it is indeed a good device, very advanced, worthy of praise! So when there are no customers, No.1 just sits there idly?"

Mu Mu: "Uh... well..."

Woman: "That won't do. Such a famous club, such a renowned No.1, if she only does so little service a day and then needs to rest, wouldn't that be a disservice to such a great reputation? I'm saying, since it's your club's flagship, it should be even better! Isn't the time when there are no customers the perfect opportunity for further training and transformation? Don't you think so, Xiao Yu? Chairman Wang?"

Before Mu Mu could speak, Old Wang interrupted, "Yes, yes, that's absolutely right, Xiao Yu, did you hear that? This is professional advice. For the club's future, you must take this to heart! From now on, when there are no customers, conduct intensive training and conditioning on the spot!"

Mu Mu knew he couldn't refute him, and he was already fully prepared, so he could only nod.

The woman continued, "Since you're here today, I hope Mr. Yu will give Old Wang some face and let me see your best skills. I won't break Mr. Yu's rules; in a moment, let me act as Mr. Wang's mistress and do whatever I want, so I can properly watch No. 1's performance, is that alright?"

A mischievous smile appeared on Mu Mu's lips. "I wonder what props Miss Li would like to use? There are many in the hall!"

The woman looked around for a long time before finally settling on a device in front of her. Mu Mu nodded. "Miss Li is an expert, so I can't hide anything from you. I'll show you my best skills in a moment. As for whether you'll be satisfied, I can't guarantee it. Also, thank you for your understanding, Miss. Indeed, if other guests see you in this situation, it's difficult for us to explain. I'll settle you according to the rules here. Please forgive me if I'm wrong!"

The woman nodded.

Mumu led them to another table, a small one with a rounded sofa that could only seat four people. In front of the sofa was the device for fixing the submissive (m), the same device Mumu had given me when I first arrived at the club—a standing metal rod with two penises at the top. Mumu then asked the woman, "Ms. Li, since you've chosen this device, what size would you like?"

The woman blushed and said, "Now I'm Mr. Wang's submissive. How it's used is Mr. Yu's business. After all, Mr. Wang is a guest, and guests must obey the rules of their host, right, Mr. Wang?"

Mr. Wang nodded. The woman's meaning was clear: she was delegating authority to Mumu, a truly desirable position for him!

The woman continued, "Mr. Yu, now that my identity is clear, I believe there's no need for further explanation, right?"

Mumu replied, "I understand Ms. Li's meaning, but Ms. Li's original intention was to see No. 1's performance. However, once you're placed on the device, you won't be able to see the performance, which puts me in a bit of a dilemma!"

The woman said, "I won't interfere with that; how you arrange it is your business, Mr. Yu."

Mumu asked, "Then one last question, when would Ms. Li like to see the show?"

The woman said, "It's still early, and I don't have anything planned for today. Since we're here, it wouldn't be fun not to see the whole performance, so let's wait until the last audience member leaves tonight!"

Upon hearing this, Lao Wang, Mumu, and I were all startled. My and Mumu's first reaction was:

This woman is a professional masochist, just like me! But Lao Wang's reaction seemed different from ours. He immediately stood up and said, "Ah? I have things to do this afternoon!"

But after saying that, he immediately realized his lapse in composure and ran to the woman's side to whisper something. We really don't know what Old Wang is thinking. We can all tell he's trying to curry favor with this woman, but this sudden outburst makes him seem very angry. We also believe Old Wang must have something important he's hiding. The woman ignored Old Wang. "Mr. Yu, how about this? I'll work for you today, as a professional submissive at the Future Pavilion. You can let me watch the performance as payment. I wonder if Mr. Yu would consider me a submissive?" Mu

Mu and I couldn't believe our ears. This woman actually said something like that? Was she driven to succumb to her submissive instincts by seeing so many props? Or did she lose her mind in a fit of anger? Regardless, it was a rare opportunity for Mu Mu!

Mu Mu: "Since Miss Li thinks so highly of my Future Pavilion, and with Miss Li's excellent qualities, I would be happy to invite more than just a few for free, but at a high price! Miss Li, rest assured, we will definitely give you a satisfactory performance. And please rest assured, Chairman Wang, you must have important matters to attend to, we will take good care of Miss Li."

After saying this, the woman walked up to Mu Mu and gestured for him to put a gag on her, but Mu Mu stopped her. "Since Chairman Wang is leaving for a while, we can't leave you here like this, it's not safe. I was thinking of making you one of our exhibits, the same installation, just placed in a safer location. What do you think?"

Mu Mu said, pointing to some small display stands at the front of the stage.

The woman nodded after looking at it, signaling Mu Mu to hurry up and begin. Mu Mu said, "You'll need to change your clothes. Please come with me!"

Just as Mu Mu was about to leave with the woman, Lao Wang ran over, wanting to explain something. But the woman said, "I think your business is very important. If you're too busy, I'm fine working for Mr. Yu. Mr. Yu, okay?"

After saying that, the woman walked forward. Mu Mu looked at Lao Wang, shook his head helplessly, and followed her. Lao Wang grabbed Mu Mu, saying, "Take good care of her for me, and say a good word for me! Good brother! I'll definitely thank you properly later and treat you to a meal!"

Mu Mu smiled and led the woman to the changing room.

Soon, Mu Mu appeared below me with the woman. The woman's hair was styled in a beautiful ponytail, and her eyes were covered by electronic glasses—the kind of monitor I used back then that could display images. Her mouth was filled with a 5-centimeter black gag, with a metal ring on the outside of the gag. A purple dress clung to her body, with a strap that went from behind her neck, around her collarbone, crossed at her chest, gradually widened, wrapped around her breasts, and formed a bustier below them. Two more straps extended down from the sides of her ribs, crossed at her navel, and wrapped around her waist to meet the hem of the dress. The front of the dress was a complete skirt, reaching mid-thigh, while her buttocks were completely exposed. Her thighs were tightly bound by three leather straps. Below that were the stockings and high heels she had worn earlier. Her hands were tied behind her back with Japanese-style handcuffs, and her breasts, besides being squeezed out by the bustier, were made even more prominent by the ropes. What I envy is that her breasts are about the same size as mine, but hers are natural...

Mumu led her into the booth, which was actually a transparent prison cell. There was a rope hanging down from the top of the cell. Mumu tied the rope to the woman's handcuffs, adjusted the length, and guided the woman to sit down. At this moment, I saw the two penises under the woman's buttocks. The front one was about 4.5 centimeters long, and the back one was about 3.5 centimeters long. Seeing this size did not excite me at all. However, I forgot that for ordinary people, this size is not small.

After the woman sat down completely, both penises were fully inserted, and the rope suspending her was taut. Mumu then positioned the woman's legs in a crossed position, right leg on top, left leg on the ground. He tightly bound a leather strap above both knees, and then tightly bound the strap to the left calf at the right ankle. Finally, he put a leather gag on the left ankle, with two iron rings on either side, each connected to a hook on the ground by a short chain. Mumu then pulled down a rope from above, tied it to the iron ring of the gag, and tightened it upwards, forcing the woman to tilt her head back as far as possible. Mumu then found three clips at the bottom and attached them to her nipples and clitoris. Finally, he turned on the switch, closed the door, and fulfilled the woman's request.

The woman's body began to tremble; the constant electric current and thrusting stimulated her nerves. She maintained an elegant posture, enjoying it all, and the continuous orgasms made her forget to watch my performance. However, after what happened this morning, even if the woman lets me go, Mumu and I won't. Mumu, on the stage directly below me, fiddled with something for a while, then raised a device—just a palm print scanner. After Mumu placed her hand on it, the scanner lowered back under the stage and hid.

About a minute later, a 5.5 cm thick penis materialized on my front, and two 7 cm penises materialized in my vagina and anus. Many fine needles materialized at my nipples and clitoris. Then, the penis began to thrust in and out of me, and the needles continuously stimulated the three sensitive points, constantly discharging electricity and scraping left and right. Slowly, I felt a constant electric current throughout my body. Soon, all the stimulation reached its peak intensity. These materialized things were transparent and invisible, but their existence could be known through the openings of my mouth, vagina, and anus. The intensity of the stimulation now surpassed the device used on me during the competition.

I started to climax, climaxing repeatedly, but my vaginal fluids didn't drip, and no one could see them. They were immediately broken down into sex hormones that I inhaled. I felt no fatigue, no discomfort, my body trembled incessantly, climaxing repeatedly. I believe women are experiencing the same thing, and I believe they are also climaxing.

Around 4 PM, the first wave of customers arrived, and the intense stimulation stopped. I had truly enjoyed it, but I still wanted more. My body was still hot, but according to the rules, I could only receive stimulation during the three hours from 7 PM to 10 PM; at all other times, I had to receive stimulation from a rotating channel.

My libido gradually decreased, and I started looking down at the woman below. Her face was flushed, her whole body trembling, her legs struggling, and her hands writhing behind her back. I knew she couldn't take it anymore, but woman, you have to understand, you still have at least 12 hours left! The woman was helpless; her struggles were futile!

As the night progressed, more and more customers arrived, and the woman below me was also noticed. She attracted a lot of attention, and the fluid flowing from her genitals undoubtedly fueled the imaginations of the audience. After three hours of stimulation, I moved to the rotating stage, which was a break. I watched the woman again. She was no longer moving, only her legs and buttocks were trembling. Her orgasms were becoming more frequent, and her endurance was gradually being tested. This must be her most enjoyable moment. The customers didn't leave until 3 a.m. At this moment, Mu Mu, Sister Juan, and Sister Qin came over and untied the woman. She collapsed to the ground, a foul-smelling liquid continuously flowing from her lower body. Her lips couldn't close, and her eyes were lifeless. They carried her to the sofa and let her rest for about 10 minutes before she spoke. "Mr. Yu, don't forget my advice!"

Mu Mu pointed at me and said, "No, no, please look!"

While they were speaking, I was already in a state of intense stimulation, experiencing repeated orgasms. The woman fainted…

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