【The Dean's Twelve Beauties】(18)

Eighteen.
The wife was laid flat on the bed. Having just experienced a minor climax, she was somewhat conscious. She noticed her riding boots were full

of water , but it wasn't from sweaty feet; it was the involuntary fluid from watching the two men make love.

The fluid flowed down the beautiful curves of her thighs, seeping through her thin gray stockings (now soaked black), and all

into the closed riding boots. The director also noticed that as soon as his wife got into bed, the fluid flowed back from the boot openings, soaking

the bed. The fluid had the fragrance of her feet, the odor of leather, and a female body scent

similar to .
The director grabbed his wife's boots and spread them apart. Her long, slender legs obediently opened, her dew-covered vulva

seeming to beckon him. The director looked down at his wife's shy appearance, his hands

greedily , finally stopping at the tender skin of her inner thighs, slowly circling.
"What long, straight, beautiful legs! Slender, soft calves, full, rounded thighs, with firm skin

and well-developed muscles, paired with these fitting hoof boots, she looks like a beautiful mare. Teacher Yao, would you be willing to be

my mare?" the dean said.
"Hmm..." The wife nodded, then shook her head violently.
"You little slut, you've already leaked so much juice, and you still won't admit it." The dean licked his hand. "It tastes

good, you take good care of yourself." A woman's vaginal fluid is her vital essence, and its taste

reflects her health. If there is any disease, the vaginal fluid will smell foul. The dean then offered his hand to Sun Siqi

to taste, and Sun Siqi nodded. The dean then offered his hand to his wife, and although extremely unwilling, she licked

it. The vaginal fluid itself had little taste, but the fragrance when it evaporated was quite strong.
"There's so much water here, lick it clean," the director told Sun Siqi to lick her wife's vulva. Sun Siqi glanced

at it and said, "Reporting to Master, with so much water flowing out, if it keeps flowing, slave number 9 will become dehydrated." The director

took two cups of milk from the refrigerator and handed them to Sun Siqi, telling her to drink one and feed the other to her wife. Sun Siqi saw her name on

the label and blushed with shame.
"I'll drink this one," the director said, grabbing Sun Siqi's buttocks with one hand and her breast with the other,

biting down on her other nipple and starting to suck.
"Ah, ah," Sun Siqi almost lost her balance on the bed. The pleasure of having her nipple sucked and the milk being drawn out was too intense

; she couldn't resist. However, she first drank the milk she had expressed that afternoon and filled the cup,

then fed the other cup to her wife.
"Your nipples are so sensitive, hers are even more sensitive. Let's try," the director said, telling Sun Siqi to put down

the cup and lick her wife's vulva. He grasped his wife's breasts with both hands, kneading and circling them, but never touching her nipples.

The director kissed her cheeks, kissing her and inserting his tongue into her mouth. His wife was almost suffocating;

the pleasure from her breasts relieved the swelling, pain, and itching.

She longed to be wildly fondled, her nipples being bitten like Sun Siqi had just experienced. This unprecedented pleasure reminded her of

what Xuemei had said that afternoon: "Yes, my body, one in a million, was born for my master. Being

raped at 13 wasn't an accident, but destiny. My master was going to take my virginity. The fact that I

felt pleasure further proves my wanton nature. Seeing my master's training videos makes my vagina itch, makes me want to masturbate—

this is also my destined nature. This unbearable pleasure is what I want. I want this

feeling more than my life." Thinking of this, the wife seemed to let go of everything, offering her tongue to her master's mouth. Her

taste buds were enveloped by the flavors from his mouth, and he bit her tongue away, savoring it wantonly. At the same time

, his hands, which had been caressing her breasts, tightened their grip, and he would sometimes tease her cute belly button. Sun Siqi

would sometimes curl his tongue and gently insert it into his wife's vagina, sometimes licking her labia up and down, and his little finger

would constantly poke at her anus. The wife felt quite uncomfortable and tried to get rid of the little finger's teasing, but found it

futile.
What will happen to my husband? Can I still be a teacher after committing such a sin? My family's expectations—am I destined to be

a sex slave for life? Is this how a teacher should behave? Thinking this, the wife tried to pull her tongue back, but

felt her teeth were clenched too tightly. Helpless, with her hands handcuffed behind her back, she couldn't stop the director's humiliation of her breasts.

At this moment, the director repeatedly ground her nipples with his thumb and forefinger. The wife had been waiting for this moment for a long time; she

felt her uterus betraying her and about to climax again. Because her mouth was bitten, she could only moan softly. Her two

long, slender legs, like beautiful wings, flapped wildly to both sides.
Suddenly, as if electrocuted, the wife's body heaved wildly up and down, her breasts surging, her lower abdomen and buttocks like

several large waves, her legs involuntarily tightening, like a patient struggling for their life. The director realized she was about to

climax. He put his hand in the wife's mouth, and she instinctively licked his fingers, as if

performing . The director pressed one hand on the wife's lower abdomen, had Sun Siqi hold down the wife's legs, and continued licking her labia, while his own

lips began to circle the wife's breasts.
"Ah, it's too powerful, I'm doomed, ah... kill me. Husband... ah, master, husband

... so good, oh, I'm sorry." The wife tried to resist, but to no avail. Although she wanted to fight against fate,

her hands were bound, her hands were held hostage, and her body's desires were destroying her mind. Only pleasure could bring relief. Husband,

I'm sorry. Mom and Dad, I'm sorry.
"Oh, husband, I'm going to come, I'm going to die, ah..." The director began to bite the wife's breasts, which was

a fatal blow to her. Her swollen breasts had been waiting for this moment, and the pleasure in her vagina was even

stronger . She felt a sudden sense of comfort. The gas that couldn't be released from her breasts

was finally released in both directions with the tingling bites and licks, as well as the stimulation from kissing and vaginal and anal stimulation. The upward part turned into a heart-wrenching moan, and

the downward part turned into a violent squirting. The wife's legs shook off Sun Siqi's hands, her breasts and lower abdomen

struggled , but she couldn't break free from the director. Sun Siqi had just been knocked down by the wife's legs when she was sprayed in the face with the squirting fluid. The vaginal fluid

gushed out in a fan-shaped area eight meters away. Sun Siqi was stunned.
Half a minute later, she came to her senses. Looking at her wife's stiff body, she asked the director, "Reporting

to Master, is she dead?" Only then, seeing her wife's slowly rising and falling chest, did she feel slightly relieved. "Dead?"

"She's really good at taking a beating. That was just foreplay. I haven't even started fucking her yet." As he spoke, he started

playing with . His wife swayed her body, trying to break free of the director's grasp from her large breasts. "Oh, no,

let me rest for a while, ha... ah ha..." His wife panted heavily, trying to move her legs and lean towards the edge of the bed, and also trying to

sit up with her waist, but the director held her chest. "Ah!" The director slapped his wife's chest,

and she screamed in pain. "Don't you know how to talk anymore? Remember me? You lowly slave." "Reporting to Master,

this lowly slave will never dare to do it again. Number 9 slave Yao Jingting will never dare to do it again." The director played with her two large breasts,

looking at the handprints on her snow-white chest, and said, "Stop pretending. You've been fucked for three nights already. I wonder

how long you can keep being played with?"
Sun Siqi looked at his vibrant wife, as if what had just happened was a dream. The reaction of such extreme pleasure,

the intense squirting, and the fact that she could continue to cooperate with the director's caresses afterward, made him admire

her
. Looking at the wet, lustful fluids all over the floor, he felt even more awe for his wife's body. "How about that? I told you she didn't need me to fuck her to have an orgasm. Let's try a different way. What did

Xuemei say again? Standing position, right."
"Reporting to Master, Number 5 slave, Sun Siqi, requests Master's favor."
"Want it again so soon? Was it because watching this slut's performance just now was too exciting?"
Sun Siqi nodded.
"Alright, tie my mare up, feed her some hay, and then I'll fuck you, and let my mare rest a bit."

With that, the director kissed his wife's lips and began roughly kneading her breasts with one hand.
His wife kissed him passionately, his tongue forcefully penetrating hers, making her feel breathless,

yet intensifying the pleasure in her breasts. The kneading of her breasts evoked a mixture of love, hate, and fear in her. She loved it because the forceful

kneading relieved the tightness in her chest, the tingling pleasure making her feel good, and her

vagina began to itch again. After the orgasm, she became even more sensitive, craving this kind of ravaging caress even more.

The director's caresses were strange; when she thought he would knead her nipples, he would only circle them, making them

even more eager. Sometimes, just when she thought he was losing interest in her breasts, he would suddenly pinch them hard. This unexpected

manipulation drove her wild with desire. She hated it because she feared that the frequent pleasure would lead

to overindulgence and become unbearable. She feared becoming addicted to the feeling,

losing sight of her former life. This pleasure was what she craved, but she couldn't give up her old life.

As the pleasure in her breasts intensified, the wife craved more, fearing the feeling would disappear. Should she continue her old life

or become a sex slave? Master or husband, who could she live without more? The more she thought about it, the more distressed she became, but the pleasure in her breasts

didn't allow . Her large breasts were rhythmically squeezed, and she felt herself about to climax again.
Snap! The director attached a rope to the collar around her neck, pulled her off the bed by the rope, and,

feeling the pain in her neck, could only follow the director's rope, being dragged to the edge of the bed. The director then tightened the rope to

only 3 centimeters, tying the other end to the bed leg. At this moment, the wife had to bend over. The director made her stand up straight,

her jade-like feet soaked in boots soaked in her own juices. Her long legs stood straight, her black stockings

slightly cool from the air conditioning. The director put an oval-shaped cylinder on her mouth,

wide open, with a circle in the middle. Later, it was learned that this was a blowjob ring, designed to prevent the woman's

teeth from touching the inserted penis, while still allowing her to enjoy the services of her tongue and oral cavity. It

turned the woman's mouth into her vagina, unable to resist with her teeth, only to be ravaged. After the ring was put on, the wife's

mouth could not close. Even when she tried to close her mouth tightly, it was only slightly open, about the thickness of the cylinder. The director pulled the wife's

tongue out of the ring and pressed a switch on the ring. The ring immediately locked the tongue outside her mouth. The wife cried out in pain

and could not speak. Saliva flowed out along the blowjob ring and her tongue. The director took

the cup the wife used to drink Sun Siqi's milk and placed it under her mouth, catching the fragrant saliva flowing from her mouth. The wife's hands were still cuffed

behind her back , slightly above her waist. Because the director had tied her neck very low, her long legs and

riding boots caused her buttocks to stick out high. Unable to stand steadily, she swayed her raised buttocks and exposed thighs back and forth,

her movements quite lewd.
Sun Siqi, standing nearby, held a box of ointment and applied it to the wife's labia. "What are you putting on me?"

the wife cried out, but the oral sex ring turned it into moans of "mmm." She tried to resist, but this

humiliating position, similar to a mare being tied up, rendered her powerless. Her raised buttocks only facilitated Sun Siqi's application.
"Give my mare more medicine. I want to ride her until dawn, haha," the director said, stroking the wife

's large, bell-shaped breasts. He then applied some ointment to her chest and armpits. Sun Siqi wanted to apply

some to her anus, but the director said that was a special treat for later.
The ointment felt cool when it was first applied to her labia. Could it be mentholatum? However,

the wife realized she was overthinking it. The cooling ointment applied to her sensitive areas made her vagina, breasts, and armpits

burn, as if a thousand ants were biting her. "Come fuck me!" she cried out repeatedly, which the oral sex ring translated into

moans. The director stroked his wife's plump buttocks for a while before reluctantly getting into bed, leaving

his wife, wearing hoof boots, her head tied to the foot of the bed, her snow-white buttocks raised high.
After being fucked to orgasm once, Sun Siqi became even more sensitive. She spread her legs, clamped them around the director's waist, and cooperated with

his penetration. "Reporting to Master, slave number 5, Sun Siqi, requests to have her breasts caressed." "Scratch your own slutty breasts."

"Thank you, Master," Sun Siqi frantically scratched her own breasts while twisting her slender waist to accommodate the penetration.

Just three minutes later, she orgasmed again.
The dean left Sun Siqi, who was dazed from being penetrated, standing behind his wife. In just three minutes, his wife was

soaked in sweat, glistening drops falling from her nipples and chin. The oral sex ring caused her saliva to flow continuously,

filling the cup below. Her entire body turned pink from the excitement. Three minutes of this live sex show

ignited her desire. She felt her labia opening and closing; her shaved vulva was

pink and white , like a baby's mouth. The dean turned off the light, turned on the pink light, and then turned on a bright light shining on

his wife's vulva. Through the mirror in front of her, she saw a close-up of her snow-white buttocks and shyly begged for mercy, but this only...

She swayed her hips slightly, letting out soft moans from the oral sex ring. Her lips, parted by the ring,

released the gushing fluid from her vagina had already soaked her beautiful legs. After adjusting the spotlight, the director

grabbed his wife's buttocks. Her plump buttocks resembled a large white peach, her body without a single blemish or scar,

like a work of art. The oval curve was impeccable, and the heart of the peach was his wife's pink and tender vagina. The director wanted to achieve

the best experimental results, to corrupt his wife not only physically but also mentally. He slowly admired

his wife 's vagina. Through shaving, soaking, and modification, he had made her vagina as pink and tender as a newborn baby's.

The opening of her vagina, washed clean by her vaginal fluid, was even whiter. Her mouth opened and closed rhythmically, as if teasing the director. "Hehe, your

little mouth seems to want to tell me something," the director said, inserting his finger into his wife's labia. "Let me ask," he thought. "

Looks like my mare is very hungry." The director carefully examined the mare he would ride that night

. She trembled nervously, her hungry vulva pulsating with tension, sometimes wriggling back and forth,

gripping , and a suction force drawing it inward. The director probed his wife's vulva with his index finger

... 360... The rotating attack, the itching sensation on the tender vulva smeared with aphrodisiac, was instantly relieved by the director's touch

, as if someone else was scratching the itch she couldn't scratch herself, but a hundred times better. The pleasure

reached her brain, and the wife let out moaning sounds, as if encouraging the director's fingers while

the fragrant essence in her mouth dripped out, keeping time for the director. On the other hand, the pleasure of fingering reached her breasts, her two bell-

shaped breasts tingling and numb, a little cool from the air conditioning, and craving caresses. The unbalanced pleasure

of her sexual organs made her breasts even more craving, and they unconsciously swelled to express their dissatisfaction. The soft pink

neon lights illuminated the entire room. Sun Siqi, still unconscious from being violated, had her fair body bathed in pink light.

Under a beam of white spotlight, her large buttocks and beautiful vulva were particularly dazzling and alluring. With a slight bend of the dean's finger, his wife

's entire body shook violently. Within the confines of the rope around her neck, she swayed her buttocks back and forth, enjoying

the pleasure of his fingers and nails digging into her vaginal walls. Her breasts collided with each other due to the violent shaking, making

a slapping sound. But this impact was far from enough to relieve the swelling and itching in her breasts. The director only teased the tip, making the deep itch

in her vagina even more pronounced. The pleasure of her labia made her uterus feel even emptier, and her vagina even more itchy. It was like

having sex with her husband or Jia Fei. Although they could penetrate her tip, they only made her more hungry deep inside.

So after each of them ejaculated quickly, her libido didn't decrease; instead, it intensified. She always wanted

a second time. Neither her husband nor Jia Fei could reach the depths that gave her orgasm. She sometimes masturbated, but

it couldn't satisfy her desire. She felt an unreachable itch in her body, and when it flared up,

she felt helpless. Instinct drove her to constantly wriggle her tender vagina, hoping to suck the director's finger deeper

, to tease her more thoroughly. Ah, just a little more in! It's so itchy inside! Her face flushed red with fear at

her own thoughts. The director pulled his finger out with a popping sound.

It was the sound of air pressure from her tight vagina. "My mount is so hungry, it's even enjoying a single finger. Just bear with it, I'll give

you something better later." "Ugh..." "Drip drip drip," insert it into me, insert it, insert it quickly. The wife

screamed As the finger was pulled out, the itch that had just been relieved immediately returned. The director walked up to the wife,

admiring her hourglass figure, and reached his hands down below her. Great, he's going to touch my

breasts down even further, wanting to touch the director's hands with her large breasts, but the director immediately withdrew his hands. The wife was a little discouraged.

"Tsk, ugh..." Just touch it, even just once. "My darling, you can't touch this part of yours today

. Hehe, it seems to have gotten even bigger. Shall I call you my darling, or my cow?" The director lifted his wife's

chin with his hand. His wife's eyes were already glazed over, her long black hair exuding a woman's fragrance. After being ravaged for so long,

her hair was a little messy. The director smoothed his wife's hair, and his wife squinted her glazed eyes in pain,

breathing heavily through her nose, her mouth open slightly, whimpering at the director. "Both of your little mouths are very

charming . I wonder which one is more useful, more intoxicating?" The director turned on the button of the oral sex ring, and his wife immediately

pulled her tongue back. Her tongue had been stuck for so long and was a little numb. The director put his finger into his wife's mouth, and

his wife could only lick his finger to distract herself and relieve the itchy and swollen feeling in her body. "Does it taste good? Hehe."

The dean unzipped his pants, revealing his weapon of conquest, a full thirty centimeters long.

It's rare even among Africans, let alone Asians or Americans. My God, it's so long! Has it been inside me for two days? This

thing will definitely pierce my throat. I can't let it in. Although she thought this, her wife's lips felt

a little numb, her lips were hot and cold, and she actually wanted to try

the feeling of this monster being so unreasonable and inserting itself into her mouth. She swallowed, and the saliva slid down her throat. Her throat seemed to have a slight desire, making a slurping

sound. Sucking on her finger gave her lips and tongue a strange pleasure. This pleasure seemed to make

her less itchy. The wife sucked hard, even more curious to try the feeling of that huge thing invading her mouth

. "Such a fine horse, it's such a waste to let those bastards ride it. But at least I was the one who deflowered you

." The dean looked at the handkerchief framed above his bed, the one he used to collect his wife's virgin blood when she was 13. He also

turned his wife's head to look at it. It symbolized the loss of her virginity, the conquest of her body, and the stain on her soul.

Neither his wife nor the dean could forget that afternoon. Two men pretended to ask for directions and stopped his wife in an alley. Although she was 13,

she was already fully developed. At that time, she was already 170 cm tall. Her large school uniform covered her buttocks, but the large

collar made the cleavage of her C-cup breasts faintly visible. Because of her long legs, her knee-length skirt looked

like a miniskirt, not even reaching her knees. She was wearing sneakers and white athletic socks. Her excellent

grades and sense of justice and kindness guided her to help these two lost out-of-towners. As soon as they entered

a narrow corridor, the two men cornered the wife, handcuffed her hands behind her back, held a knife to her

neck, and threatened her not to scream. Another man used the knife to cut off her white panties, frantically ripped her

school uniform and skirt, and rolled the tattered clothes around where her hands were handcuffed. Then, he began thrusting his penis into her vagina and

mouth, saying he wanted to deflower her. He inserted his penis into her dry vagina, feeling something soft pressing against it.

"Hey, this is the hymen. It's definitely original." The director gave his younger brother a wink. The brother was also excited to

experience a virgin's first time. The wife, unaware of the danger, was in pain and begged her uncle not to bully her. The director said,

"Little girl , just bear with it for a while, you'll feel it soon." He then placed a white handkerchief under the wife's body. With

a thrust of his hips, the hymen was immediately broken. The wife opened her mouth wide in pain, and the black dragon immediately thrust into her

throat . She couldn't speak; she felt a monster between her legs trying to split her apart—it was terrifying. The wife dared not resist; her hands

were cuffed, and she could only make simple struggles. The two men penetrated her until she fainted six times. Each time she was awakened by penetration

, the pain lessened. Her vagina gradually secreted vaginal fluid to lubricate the two penises moving in and out.

The wife vaguely felt a kind of comfort. Hearing that the two men would take her away and fuck her every day, her resistance gradually

weakened , and she even began to look forward to being fucked like this every day.
The wife never dreamed that her virginity would be lost not on her wedding night, but on this sinful evening after school;

that it would not be on the beautiful flower bed, but on this dilapidated stone bench; and that the one who took her virginity would

not be the man she loved, but two rapists. The two men raped the wife for over an hour before

a kind passerby discovered them and called the police. The two men then stopped. Later, the case went to court. The court, citing the wife's

premature physical development, convicted Heilong of rape. However, because the court president had an alibi, only convicted Heilong of rape.

This was a huge blow to the young wife, who felt it was all due to her attractive figure. She frequently bound her breasts,

otherwise they would have become even larger. Gradually, she overcame her trauma. She couldn't remember the gang rape

clearly , only that it was very painful, followed by a slight pleasure. Before marriage, she had never had sex with her husband,

always finding excuses to avoid it. But after marriage, she discovered that her husband couldn't provide

the same pleasure she had experienced during the rape. She only understood the reason when she saw the 35-centimeter penis in front of her.
The director began by stroking his wife's collar, his rough hands tracing her shoulders, back, and

waist before finally settling on her plump buttocks. The spotlight followed his touch, slowly gliding over her graceful

curves. His wife felt a magical power in his hands; wherever he touched, that spot became incredibly sensitive. Her

buttocks were itchy; she wished he would slap them hard like he had yesterday. Her anus was also itchy; she wished

he would scratch it with his little finger. The director gently squeezed her buttocks, sometimes pressing her hip bones, sometimes touching her pubic bone

, and pinching her full buttocks. "Hmm, strong bones, thick, upturned, and elastic buttocks,

resilient pubic bone—a thoroughbred that can withstand a lot of fucking," he said. Hearing his praise, his wife felt a surge of pride. She remembered Xue Mei

's compliments about her figure and suddenly felt that even in this industry, she had a unique advantage.
The dean lingered on the mare's rump for a long time, his hands admiring her thick buttocks. These thick buttocks helped her vagina to be longer

and allowed her uterus to be inserted deeper. Her vagina had a special angle, and these features alone made it seem as if only

he could ride this horse. Finally, his hand landed on his wife's beautiful vulva. This is the part of the horse the rider controls.

The beautiful horse, agitated by the previous caresses, kept twisting its long legs, unable to escape the rider's

control over its vital parts, making the mare even more agitated. The director grabbed his wife's buttocks with both hands, his thumbs penetrating her vagina,

spreading her labia apart. The sexy mare swayed from side to side in pain, her two bell-shaped breasts

swinging violently. The director gently licked her with his tongue, releasing a fragrant, unique scent of female flesh. The wife's

labia, now parted, clenched tightly. Her vagina was caught off

guard . The rough texture of the taste buds on his tongue rubbed against the walls of her vagina. The director's stubble stimulated her pink

labia. His nose and mouth also blew forcefully into her vagina. In an instant, the

electric, tingling sensation from the licking, the swelling from the blowing, and the friction from the stubble assaulted her vagina. Her beautiful buttocks trembled violently

, and her legs could no longer support the pleasure, causing her to kneel down. The dean supported his wife's legs, saying, "It hasn't even

started yet, hang in there." After the dean helped her into a more upright position, his wife felt her body become even more sensitive. Her itchy

, tingling vulva instinctively opened and closed, teasing those who were watching. Her empty uterus kept blowing out, exhaling its lonely scent

. Her vagina also sucked and sprayed a small pool of lustful fluid back and forth, using it to rub and scratch her erect folds.

Her flat abdomen contracted rhythmically, helping her uterus exhale. Her two plump breasts were swollen and red. Her lips and

tongue were dry and itchy from drooling for a long time. She wanted to kiss her master's big penis, missing that pungent,

fishy smell. At this moment, that smell could relieve her body's thirst. Even her throat felt empty and wanted to spew

fire. She wanted to feel the pressure from the glans. Her beautiful, slender legs were slightly bent, and her toes, which had been soaked in lustful fluid all

night, couldn't help but contract.
"Reporting to Master, slave number 9, Yao Jingting, is ready and eager for Master's favor. Please, Master, fuck

this lowly slave!" The wife felt she had reached her limit. She looked at the naked

body of the lewd woman illuminated by pink light in the mirror opposite her. This lewd woman seemed so unfamiliar. Her lewd appearance made her feel even more uncomfortable. The most

terrifying thing was that it was actually herself. She tried her best to shout and beg the director to fuck her, but the hard oral sex

ring translated it into strange "oohs" sounds. The dean quietly stroked his wife's vulva, parting her labia

to find He pinched it hard with his thumb and forefinger. "Ah..." His wife felt as if she had been electrocuted

. Instinctively, she arched her neck, straightened her back, and squeezed her legs together, trying to pull back the fleshy spot that had been pinched as if she had been electrocuted

. But her neck was immediately pulled back by the collar on the headboard. His wife felt a sharp pain. Oh God, at first, she

only felt ashamed of her position. She bound her hands with handcuffs,

weakened , and let her breasts hang down like bells. Her private parts were sticking out for this

stranger she had only known for two days to admire, especially... After the pink light and searchlight were turned on, the wife looked at the woman's white buttocks, which gleamed under the searchlight, in the mirror. It

was utterly shameful. Her face flushed crimson. But the way the doctor had just manipulated her made her realize

the horror of this position even more. Not only was her protruding genitals easily resisted by her partner, but due to the neck collar and

high heels , she couldn't even instinctively retract them. Her attempt to tilt her head back activated the neck collar, pulling the bed

legs. The bed legs, in turn, acted on the neck collar, causing her neck pain. She had to lower her head, trying to tilt her legs back and

slightly bend her vagina, but failing to tilt her head back, the inertia caused her body to lean forward. To maintain her balance, she had to pull her legs back.

With her legs straight and slightly apart, her beautiful vulva was even more exposed. This humiliating position made her body writhe involuntarily, slightly contracting

her vulva and then thrusting it backward, making it easier for the person behind her to play with it more forcefully. It was as if she

had been slapped on the left cheek and was now offering it up for others to slap until it was raw and satisfied.

With her instinctive tilting and burying her head, the handcuffs rattled from the struggle, and her two dangling breasts seemed to be enjoying themselves even

more. "Such cute little fleshy bumps, but they're not erect yet. Should we cut the labia a bit more?"

The wife was a little scared, and the clitoris seemed to sense her fear, desperately trying to show itself, becoming even more erect.

"Is my steed excited? Can't hold back? There's still plenty of time." The director showed his wife his watch.

Only 15 minutes had passed since she was tied up. The three minutes he spent fucking Sun Siqi and the time he spent tied up meant the director had only

played with her for ten minutes, yet she felt like dawn was almost breaking. She looked at the cup under her mouth,

surprised that she had drooled so much in just over ten minutes. But she didn't know that even more had drooled from her other mouth

. The stimulation earlier had caused the pool of vaginal fluid she had used to relieve the itch to spray out. Judging from the angle she had been sticking out,

it should have sprayed onto the director's chest. How embarrassing! Without the friction of the vaginal fluid, her vagina was even itchier. But thankfully, the previous few

times had made her feel like another gush of fluid was about to flow. "Oh dear, each mouth is more greedy than the other." The director picked up

the cup full of his wife's saliva from under her mouth and drank it all in one gulp. It tasted very sweet. He put the cup back in its place. "

I'll give you a taste too." He extended a finger and placed it on her labia. His wife, within her pitifully small range of movement, wiggled

her buttocks to allow the director to finger her.
"Aren't you surprised? Just oil on your vagina, and your whole body can't take it?" the director asked his

wife, who was being fingered and wiggled by him. She was equally puzzled. "What I applied wasn't an aphrodisiac, but a kind of stimulant. It's basically water,

just to replenish your fluids, but to awaken a woman's truest self." "Ugh... um..." His wife

nodded, seemingly understanding, as she vigorously wiggled her hips. No wonder her throat, lips, and breasts weren't

as thirsty as her vagina and anus, which were coated with the ointment. The director had actually applied a tube-shaped stimulant, a catalyst

for vaginal fluid , and an itch reliever. However, at this moment, his wife was so consumed by desire that she had lost all sense of reason. "Want me

to fuck your cunt like I did yesterday and the day before? Want a knight to tame this wild horse?" the director asked, patting his wife's

buttocks . She nodded frantically. She felt she had been tormented on the edge of desire all night, her

inner lust consumed her. "If you want it, straighten your legs, stick your butt out higher." The wife straightened her legs as much as possible

and stuck her butt out higher. The director grabbed his wife's hands from behind, like holding a horse's reins, and pressed his

glans against her vaginal opening. Her slippery labia were even softer due to the aphrodisiac, and the pressure of her labia made his wife

feel full. The mare longed for the rider's next move. At this moment, the rider slapped his wife's sticking-out buttocks hard .

"Go, target heaven!"
The wife struggled to thrust her buttocks back. "Oh, finally in, ah, so good, so good."

The director grabbed his wife's handcuffed hands, and with each pull, his penis thrust,

splitting open her tightly closed vagina. Although it hurt a little, it relieved a lot of the itching in her vagina, and this feeling of fullness,

swelling , and fullness made his wife feel invigorated.
"It hurts, it hurts, ah...so hard. So big, ah, it hurts..." the wife cried out, but no sound came

out spit out saliva with muffled sounds. Each thrust pushed her body forward. She felt penetrated.

The demon that had tried to split her apart when she was a child had returned between her legs. Just like before, the pain made her

instinctively tilt her head back, straighten up, straighten her chest, pull her legs in, and tuck her buttocks in. Then, the reaction force of the bed legs pulled her neck back,

bent over, pulled her hands back, stuck out her buttocks, and thrust out her beautiful vulva. The difference was that when she pulled her hands back, it was like

pulling back The inertia moved the rider's body, and the director used the inertia to facilitate penetration. So, although the director

was active, he didn't exert much effort. Although the wife was passive, she constantly exhausted her energy to let

the director penetrate her. Penetration caused her to lean forward and feel pain. Pain caused her to lean back and contract. Leaning back caused pain. Pain

caused her to stick out her vulva, pulling the rider to penetrate, which then caused vaginal pain. A perfect cycle was formed.

The wife, burning with desire, paid no heed to any of this; she had waited far too long today (in fact,

less than half an hour had passed since her orgasm from the earlier breast-pinching and licking). She wanted to thoroughly scratch that spot she could never reach.
"Ah, all the way in, all the way in, so good, so hard." As the dean's massive penis slid in, the wife

twisted her hips up and down, trying to use this monster to scratch every corner of her insides. Only now did she realize

how deep she was inside; her husband's penetrations and those of the other boys were nothing compared to this. "Ugh,

so good," she murmured. With just those dozen or so moments of pleasure, the wife felt she could never live without this penis again. Her

folds gripped it tightly, the walls of her vagina instinctively massaging it. When it entered, she could feel its

sharp edges cleaving through her tender flesh, and as it withdrew, its glans scraped against every fold of her vagina. In

contrast, her own beautiful vagina immediately tightened as it withdrew, intensifying the splitting pleasure of its next thrust.

Each fold amplified the pleasure from the friction, and as it withdrew, each fold acted like barbs, hindering the glans

from pulling out. Her uterus, like a shy bride, sometimes teased and rubbed against the glans, sometimes inhaled, helping

the glans to come in and meet. Due to the previous series of stimulations, her labia were fully prepared, their good elasticity and

resilience allowing them to easily swallow and release the penis, gripping it tightly without too much pain. But the tender flesh inside was

different. Although it had been penetrated by such a large penis for two days, it was still as tight as if it had never been opened. Fortunately, there was enough vaginal

fluid , and the elasticity was strong enough. The slippery vaginal fluid lubricated the vagina, making it less painful. Although some pain

was gradually overshadowed by the pleasure of relieving the itch. The dean sensed his wife was different today than the previous two days. Her beautiful vagina was

sucking his glans in, clearly very thirsty. His wife writhed her hips in a daze, intoxicated by the pain and

tickling , the fulfilling pleasure. Behind him, the dean smiled smugly, knowing the mare beneath him was now trapped.
The mare was proactive, the rider passive—how could this be? The cunning dean, of course, wouldn't just let his wife taste

the sweetness; he wanted her to understand her lowly fate of being ridden, fucked, and played with. "Slap, slap, slap." A few

slaps landed on his wife's buttocks as the dean roared, "You slut, your master hasn't even started riding you yet, and you're already running around!"

"Is it good?" The director grabbed his wife's hands, supporting her buttocks with one hand, and laboriously pulled out his thick

penis . "No, don't pull it out, Master, I want it, I want it, don't pull it out, this lowly slave wants it, this slutty horse wants it!"

his wife instinctively cried out, but she didn't hear it herself. If she had heard it, she would have been very ashamed. When she realized that the director

was about to pull it out, the emptiness and itching in her vagina tormented her. She squeezed her legs tightly and tried to stick

her buttocks out, her vagina sticking out unusually, wanting the penis to stay for even a second longer. The fleshy rings and buds inside her vagina

kept gripping the penis, wanting the guest from afar to stay a little longer. The saddest thing was her uterus.

She hadn't even seen the glans. Disappointed, she sucked back all the vaginal fluid that hadn't been splashed out during the thrusting and sprayed it out all at once,

bidding farewell to the glans. With a "pop," as if a confined space were making contact with the atmosphere for the first time, the wife's vagina, after

what felt like decades, was once again illuminated by a spotlight. The flesh inside her upturned vulva was exposed

by the glans, pink and tender, like a blooming flower. "It's really tight. I wonder if you

've ever been fucked before." Actually, he had been fucking her for two days already; he had to admit the female slave's physical condition was excellent.

"Mmm, so beautiful." The director admired the pink flower blooming atop his wife's high-raised buttocks. The upturned

vulva, the two brightly colored labia majora and minora, and the pink flesh protruding from the glans resembled flower petals

, each sprinkled with dewdrops. "Click, click," the director picked up a DSLR camera

and clearly recorded everything. The wife, lost in thought, heard the sound and shyly tried to pull her buttocks back, but found

the photos were already taken. The director, satisfied, put down the camera and said, "Don't worry, there are cameras inside the palace.

They won't miss a single wonderful moment. Just relax and perform. I was just taking a few high-definition

close-ups to capture this beauty." Only then did his wife notice the cameras around her. Tomorrow, there would

be even more pictures of her climax, including those of her undignified vulva. Ignoring his wife's embarrassed face, the director continued his lecture, "A horse

is very energetic, but it can't run wild on its own. Watch me, the rider, tame you." With that, he supported his wife's upturned

buttocks, pressed his glans against the clitoris of her vulva, and thrust his hips in, penetrating deeply. "It hurts, it hurts..."

The wife screamed frantically in pain, almost waking Sun Siqi, who had just fainted. The pain brought her into a perfect

cycle , but this time the force was even more intense. She couldn't control the glans's entry and exit, not to mention the angle.

Even when she moved her body to the limit of her neck's strength, it was still not as fast as the director twisting his waist. The wife

kept passively and actively sticking her

buttocks out. She felt that she had used up too much energy in the previous battle, and now she had no strength at all. Her everted vulva flesh hadn't even retracted. Her vagina was completely filled by his large penis. This

knight was like an invader, wantonly pounding into her most precious private parts. The little buds inside also became his

targets for venting. The uterus, which hadn't been seen before, was now like a turtle in a jar. Whenever the knight wanted, he could

release his lust in the tender boudoir of the uterus. The cervix would sometimes press against the glans, asking, "Where's your chivalry? You

're not , you invader." The glans ignored him and continued its frenzied assault. It knew that what it wanted was

a tamed mare, not a delicate lady. "Do you know why your cunt hurts so much during sex?"

the director asked his wife. The wife, barely alive, shook her head weakly. "Sun Siqi, tell her," the wife said. At this moment, she noticed

that the unconscious Sun Siqi had woken up and was kneeling on the ground licking her master's toes. She had been so focused on being fucked that she

hadn't noticed. "Reporting to Master, it's because there's no pubic hair." The master nodded, signaling to continue. "Pussual hair can alleviate the force of

intercourse , making sex less painful by breaking it. However, female slaves

shouldn't have pubic hair. First, it affects the aesthetics. A hairless vulva gives the fucking man a sense of youthful purity and cleanliness, which

can arouse the fucking man's desire to humiliate and fuck her. Second, it serves as proof of identity. None of the women in the Twelve Beauties had pubic hair.

The master would tattoo the master's name on the inside of the tender vulva to show ownership. Third, it provides a kind of pain enjoyment. When female slaves have sex,

they not only enjoy sex but also endure it, or rather, enjoy the pain. The feeling of pain makes the female slave clear about her

identity. She is just a lowly one being penetrated, and her pubic hair is shaved to facilitate penetration.

Pain can remind us that when serving, we understand that we are not just having sex, but being fucked, conquered, played with,

and controlled. Female slaves only have to give, they have no rights."
"Well said. She's going to get dehydrated. Sun Siqi should breastfeed her." The wife looked at

herself being fucked in the mirror, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Sun Siqi stood up, sat on the bed, hesitated for a moment.
"Hurry up." The dean continued to fuck his wife's tender cunt while slapping her plump buttocks, the full

buttocks making a "smack" sound.
Sun Siqi felt as if the slap had landed on her, and immediately sat down,

removing his wife's oral sex ring. "Cough cough, hiss..." His wife immediately closed her mouth, partly because she was drooling too much,

and partly because she felt that her lips, like her labia below, craved friction. She pursed her lips, feeling that

the friction of her lips gave her some comfort. Fortunately, the pleasure here was not as sudden as the pleasure in her lower body.
"Oh... um..." Her mouth, which had just closed, was opened again by the impact of her lower body, letting out a sexy moan.
Sun Siqi picked up the cup from under his wife and respectfully handed it to her master. Then, glancing around, he whispered

, "So much water." His wife was shy. Although she couldn't see the gushing fluid behind her, the fluid

running down her thighs and into her riding boots was already filling them. She hadn't felt it during the intense session, but now,

while her master was drinking and resting, her thoughts were returning a little. "Hurry up and suck, but be gentle," Sun Siqi said

, grabbing her breasts and offering them to her wife. Her wife was a little embarrassed, so Sun Siqi leaned forward a little more. "

Eat up." Seeing Sun Siqi's actions, and knowing she was almost dehydrated from the penetration, his wife had no choice but to suck.
"Oh..." Sun Siqi moaned comfortably as her breasts were sucked. She could feel her wife's neat little front teeth

and tightly closed lips as she sucked.
"Hmm, tastes good. This horse is indeed a fine horse. The taste is excellent, both the upper and lower mouths

taste great," the director remarked.
"Pfft," Sun Siqi chuckled secretly.
"What are you laughing at?" the dean asked. "Reporting to Master, congratulations! You now not only have a BMW that you can drive,

but also a BMW that you can ride," Sun Siqi said to the dean, puffing out her chest.
"Hehe, well said. This rideable BMW should last longer than the drivable one,

and it's more durable and valuable." The dean said, pulling his penis out slightly, caressing his wife's beautiful vagina,

and then forcefully thrusting it back in.
His wife realized that she had been shaved to help her feel the pain more intensely in this position,

and to more naturally stick out her ass and vulva for her master to fuck. Had this position and system been used for a long time? As the wife succumbed to

pleasure and pain, she gradually lost her ability to think. Slowly, the itching inside her body subsided, but

the emptiness as the penis was withdrawn became increasingly pronounced. Although the pain persisted, she was able to endure it. When her master's penis

was inserted she tried to grasp it through the vaginal walls to slow it down, but the force was too strong and the vagina was too slippery

, making it impossible to hold on. Doing so only intensified the friction in her vagina. Similarly, when the penis was withdrawn, the emptiness inside

her uterus and deep within her vagina made her reluctant to let go, and she wanted to hold on tightly. However, the overflowing vaginal fluid

lubricated the inside of her vagina, allowing the penis to move in and out freely. If in the previous battle where she took the initiative, her vaginal fluids were helpful,

then in this battle where she was conquered, they became accomplices. Her vagina was completely out of her

control; her body was only instinctively controlled by the rider behind her. If his penis went left, she had to move her body

to the left ; if it went right, she had to sway to the right. His penis moved freely in and out of her private parts. What's even more ridiculous is

that she had to stick her butt out and stick out her beautiful cunt to help the rider save effort. With each penetration, her entire lower body ached. Leaning back, she

felt as if each intense thrust was about to rip her soul away, her mind going blank. Although he had been fucking her for two days,

her vagina was still as tight as a virgin's, probably because it was too deep, and no one else could reach it.
The wife felt increasingly weak, as if she were about to die. Suddenly, something

was inserted into her other hole, forcefully entering without warning, making this hole feel like it was being torn apart.

Instinctively gritted her teeth and looked up, trying to turn around to look. At this moment, the strength of her grip made Sun Siqi cry out, "Ah... let go

, let go!" She jerked her head up and pulled the bed, almost causing Sun Siqi to fall off. However, she immediately

felt like , and she had to immediately lower her head and release her grip. She stuck her buttocks high up; only

by sticking her buttocks up higher could she see what was happening to her body in the mirror in front of her. It turned out that

the director had inserted a lipstick into her anus, and she felt both pain and itching in her anus.
"Reporting to Master, it's been half an hour. She really can take it," Sun Siqi said.
"Before you woke up, we had been fucking for more than ten minutes," the master continued to ride on his wife.
"Reporting to Master, slave Yao Jingting is about to climax, ah... Master, slave Yao Jingting requests an orgasm."

The wife felt she couldn't take it anymore. Although her vagina felt great being penetrated, her anus was a little sore.

The itching and swelling in her breasts hadn't disappeared from beginning to end. Her throat felt a little better after being lubricated by Wang Xu's milk.
"Climax? I allow you to climax. Show me how you climax." The director smiled contemptuously and continued to slowly

penetrate her.
The wife seized one of the director's penetration opportunities and frantically moved her buttocks within her range of motion.

Husband , husband, I'm sorry, "Oh, oh, oh..." The wife felt a gush of water spurt out of her lower abdomen. Finally, it came,

she was relieved. The wife slowly closed her eyes, preparing to drift off to sleep, not wanting to care about anything around her.
"Slap, slap, slap," the big cock behind her was still penetrating her beautiful cunt. Every thrust was solid,

penetrating her heart. I didn't even lose my mind? The feeling of the big cock slicing through the vaginal wall was so clear. When

the glans hit the uterine wall, it pulled the wife back to reality. She was still fully conscious, even more so than before she started wiggling

her hips . She moved her anus slightly. The lipstick had relieved the itching, but the pain

and fullness made her feel strange, especially since she felt her area was dirty and shouldn't have anything inside.

Sun Siqi was surprised that his wife hadn't had an orgasm, and seeing the lipstick was almost out, he tried to push it back in.
The dean pulled out the lipstick and said, "My steed, what did I tell you? The goal is heaven. You want to abandon your rider and

go to heaven alone? How is that possible?" He put down the lipstick and said, "We can play with that later. Today, just one thing is enough

for us to play with. This mare's breasts are not only big, but also magical. After two days of penetration, I found that if I penetrate her

vagina, she has a very strong stamina. And her stamina is even longer during normal intercourse, but stroking her breasts will

shorten the time it takes for her to reach orgasm. In other words, if this mare doesn't ravage her big breasts, it's difficult for her to orgasm.

If I can't reach her 30-centimeter cervix, if I can't penetrate that position, then it's all fake orgasm.

A real, ultimate orgasm can only be achieved by ravaging her breasts, binding her, and penetrating her cervix.

I happen to be 7-8 cm long." Centimeters, I can penetrate her in any position and bring her to a minor orgasm.

The feudal education she received from childhood, coupled with her childhood fear of me, gives me a psychological advantage in humiliating her, making it easier to bring her

to a major orgasm. Most importantly, because I've brought her to several ultimate orgasms, she's

mentally bound to me; as long as I touch her breasts, she can reach a major orgasm. Just penetrating her vagina

can indeed bring her to a major orgasm, but if all three conditions are met simultaneously, she'll be a spray machine.”
His wife didn't know this, but she really wanted someone to touch her large breasts, to wantonly

ravage, slap, and pinch them—anything was fine. Husband, Jia Fei, Master, Black Dragon, Zhang Jun—the person she most desired was actually

the Dean. His unreasonable methods of ravaging and the stimulation of his super-long penis gave her double satisfaction.
“Reporting to Master, it's amazing! No wonder Sister Xuemei said this afternoon that her orgasm didn't cause the machine to change color,”

Sun Siqi replied.
"Yes. I think if my guess is correct, it will be even more interesting to have her squirt milk later. Isn't it rare to have a BMW

that needs to squirt milk to orgasm?" The master chuckled lewdly. "Reporting to Master, a fine horse

is easy to find, but a discerning eye is hard to come by." Sun Siqi flattered the dean, twisting her buttocks and breasts.
"Stop being so lewd, raise that table a bit." The dean told Sun Siqi to prepare the props.
The dean thrust dozens more times, and his wife reached orgasm again. A small stream of vaginal fluid gushed from her uterus, washing over

the large penis behind her. But she remained conscious after the orgasm. She felt that her tender vagina was so slippery that she couldn't control it.

No matter how hard she tried to clench, she couldn't stop the dean's penis. It could only provide a slight massage.

At this moment, she completely understood Sun Siqi's words. Indeed, the sex was now completely in the master's hands.

There was no choice but to endure the beating. Her most precious, beautiful cunt had betrayed

her. Her master had completely taken control of her buttocks, her body,

and . The rider, with the help of the whip and reins, easily controlled the sexy mare. The mare

was passively whipped, unable to find any way to reverse the situation. She could only obediently be driven at will by the rider. The experienced rider

behind had grasped her vital parts and firmly controlled them. The mare could not avoid it and had

to display her vital parts even more prominently to the rider. She didn't know how long she had been ridden or how many times she had orgasmed.

The wife could only clearly feel the itchy swelling in her breasts and the gradual weakness in her legs after each orgasm. The dean knew

perfectly well that the mare beneath him was about to reach her climax. The mare was already a little tired and deserved

a reward. So, as his wife reached her peak, the dean thrust even more wildly and ejaculated a thick

stream of semen into her body. "It's coming, it's coming, reporting to the master, the slave is going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to

... ah," his wife moaned wildly, the vaginal fluid gushing out like a bursting dam. She immediately felt

a scalding hot stream erupting straight into her uterus, as if her uterus was exploding,

being burned, corroded, and squeezed, and soon filled to the brim. The ejaculation nozzle slowly pulled outwards, shooting towards her cervix, towards

her vagina, and finally, as it was pulled out of her beautiful vagina, it even shot onto her snow-white buttocks. Seeing

the dean ejaculate, Sun Siqi was very excited. Today's mission was complete. Her vagina thirsted for her master

's semen. Her legs were constantly clenching in coordination with her vaginal contractions. Now, her legs were pushed to their limit by the hoof-shaped boots, and she could no

longer stand. After her orgasm, she slowly bent her legs. She felt she had been tamed, but

the conquest was not over.
The director held his wife, whose body was gradually sinking, and unlocked the chain binding her neck. His wife finally

breathed a sigh ; she was about to say goodbye to this humiliating and unavoidable position of submission.
The director lifted his wife weakly, her exposed vulva rubbing against his arm, causing both pain

and itchiness . In a daze, she saw the pool of her own vaginal fluid on the floor and smelled its evaporating fragrance. Her

face flushed even more with shame. The director laid his wife flat on the table arranged by Sun Siqi, making her lie face down. His wife felt

the table rubbing against her breasts, which felt very comfortable, and she unconsciously began to wriggle. "She really knows how to enjoy herself,"

the director He then lifted her again, and Sun Siqi removed a wooden board from

the middle of the table. When he laid her down again, her breasts were exposed through the board. The wife felt that the hard-won friction had disappeared again. All night, her lips, tongue,

mouth , hands, plump buttocks, beautiful vagina, beautiful legs, and even anus had been played with. Her insatiable breasts finally erupted

. After each orgasm, the wife felt an unusually strong itching and swelling in her breasts. She begged, "Reporting to Master, please

liberate this lowly slave's wanton breasts." Lowly slave, master, whore, slut—these were

words she had never used to curse others before. Now she used them to curse herself to make herself feel better. It was as if the more despicable she cursed herself, the more relieved she felt, and

the more she felt she had done right by her husband and family. The dean said, "If you free your breasts, then today's experiment will be ineffective

. My dear, just bear with it a little longer."
His wife was tied to the table again. The two rings on the sides of her hoof boots matched the hooks on the table.

Sun Siqi secured the hooks and locked them in place. Then she pressed a mechanism, and the two hooks retracted to both sides,

opening his wife's powerless legs. They stopped at 130 degrees. His wife felt a chill on her legs

and was somewhat ashamed, but she was too weak to resist. "A woman with long legs, how can opening them this much be enough?" The dean pressed

the switch again, and the hooks retracted to both sides. His wife's powerless legs opened even more, to 145 degrees.

The dean picked up his spear and aimed it at his wife's blooming vulva, and began thrusting again. "Slap slap!" "Ah...it hurts,

ah, ahh..." The sounds of thrusting and the wife's moans and pleas for mercy intertwined into a symphony, encouraging the rider to tame

his mount lasted about forty minutes, during which the wife reached multiple orgasms. The director

, pleased with the experimental results, rewarded the wife with another ejaculation, which scalded her so much that she fainted again.
Afterwards, the director carried the wife to the bed, lying on the bottom and having her lie on top. He then penetrated her from behind.

The wife felt the tender flesh of her vagina, everted from the director's thrusting, never retracting. The director

's continuous thrusting gave the labia no time to return to their original position; she feared her vagina would be damaged.
The dean's hands reached around to his wife's chest, gently caressing her breasts. His ten fingers felt

like , generating a pleasurable current as they touched her breasts. The swelling in her breasts subsided somewhat, but

the itching in her nipples seemed to intensify. "Ah, so good, Master, so good." The wife felt as if those few short hours

had been a lifetime. Her enormous breasts, the culmination of her 25 years of life, had been waiting for these hands to caress them. She disregarded

any pity for her vulva, thrusting her chest forward to facilitate the master's caresses while slightly raising her buttocks and sitting down,

swaying her beautiful vulva back and forth for the dean to savor. The dean began to ravage his wife's breasts, his hands brutally

squeezing and kneading them. His wife seemed to enjoy it, thrusting her chest forward and offering her breasts to the dean's brutal hands.

The swelling sensation in her breasts split into two streams of air. One stream rose up her throat, "Ah, master, my god, ah, my god,

um, um, um... um, husband, ah... so good, ah..." His wife needed to keep moaning loudly

to exhale, while the other stream flowed down her lower abdomen to her uterus, causing her to gush continuously,

washing her vulva until it was wet. The gushing fluids hit the head of his penis, giving the dean immense pleasure. Her submissive vulva

used all its skills to serve his master's large penis, while her large breasts, which had been waiting all night, were not to be outdone. They were soft and allowed

to be played with by his large hands, rising and falling vigorously with the force of the thrusting, rubbing against the dean's large hands and

creating waves of milk for him to admire. His wife's firm, large breasts changed shape under the kneading of his hands. The irregular

current intensified, making her breasts feel both pleasurable and tingling. Her usually hidden nipples,

stimulated by the surrounding sensations, became erect and eager. His hands gripped her slightly erect, cherry-like breasts with

their thumbs and forefingers, grinding them forcefully. "Ah, I'm going to come,

ahh... mmm... mmm... I'm going to come, report... um, master... ah, I..."

The triple quickly brought his wife to orgasm. She used all her strength to thrust her chest forward, disregarding the fists...

The glans of his penis was painfully pressed against her vagina. She forcefully sat down on his penis, her lower abdomen contracting, causing her uterine walls to contract as well.

Her cervix gripped his penis tightly. Through his penis and index finger, the director could feel his wife's frantic heartbeat. Her

thighs, regaining some life, spread wide, even her pubic bone opening. The director knew he could

pull out, even though his wife was tight and narrow, gripping his penis tightly. He had been inside her all night, and

the vaginal fluids inside were enough to allow the director, whose strength was dozens of times greater than his wife's, to withdraw unscathed at this crucial moment. But

the director knew the mare had waited all night for this climax, and if he pulled out now, her body might not be

able to handle it. The mare seemed to be sacrificing her life to please him; a woman's effort in childbirth was no more than this. It was time to give her

some sweetness. "Ah... I... I'm dying..." The heart-wrenching scream seemed to be an alarm bell for the whole world

. The climax lasted for three minutes, during which the director continued to fondle his wife's breasts and nipples, his penis pressed tightly

against her cervix. His wife's mouth was wide open, convulsing continuously. The cry she had just made was a mixture of excitement, pride, and

gratitude. She closed her eyes, her mind unable to think, her vision flashing white and red, a dazzling array of colors, as if

she had entered a lush, dreamlike world, a vibrant natural world, a fairytale ivory tower, a

romantic trip with her lover. All sorts of beautiful fantasies flashed before her eyes. She was tired, about to fall asleep

…
“Pfft…” The penis, pressed tightly against the uterine wall, ejaculated. “My steed is tired, here’s something better

!” The director said, gently licking his wife’s earlobe as he ejaculated, tenderly caressing her breasts and pinching

her nipples . His wife was awakened by the sudden surprise. The hot semen sprayed against the uterine wall, causing

it to vibrate weakly. The previous climax had exhausted her strength; she was now powerless to do

anything but quietly enjoy the climax her master had given her. On the green lawn before her, her wife,

dressed in a white dress, was playing with nature when a sudden force lifted her to the clouds. The white clouds reflected on her

face, making her appear even more holy. She saw angels and God, and God looked like the Dean.

God said, "I give you new life. You must obey me and experience it to the fullest." Her wife found that she had grown a pair of

pure white wings and had become an angel. She happily flew and played among the clouds. After circling a little,

she saw God. Looking at God's majestic expression, she unconsciously became respectful and obedient. Her eyes were captivated by God's majestic

eyes and could not look away. Instinctively, she unbuttoned the top of her dress, slowly pulled down her upper body,

revealing her full breasts, opened her arms, and flew towards God...
Her wife felt that the previous orgasm that had left her breathless was the best in the world. No one in the world could

give her a similar feeling. But the second orgasm, which she could only silently enjoy, was no less than the first. The

feeling was not like an ordinary sexual orgasm, but a boiling of life, like a real god fucking her. The first

climax felt like a lifetime, while the second felt like being fucked by a god for eternity. She was beyond

thought; the feeling of willingly accepting her master's discipline was so wonderful. Family, love, responsibility, pride,

honor, money, marriage… even life itself became unimportant. Only the climax, being led to climax by this man of

her dreams was meaningful.
The wife didn't know how she fell asleep; she didn't even have the strength to close her eyes, sleeping with them open in the director's

arms.
Three minutes after her climax, the director's semen brought her to another climax. He told Sun Siqi to keep track of the

time; he had ejaculated for seven minutes, saying it would be a round number with her climax, allowing her

to experience . Little did she know, she enjoyed even more.
"Seven minutes!" Sun Siqi watched as the director's enormous penis was tightly inserted into her wife's vagina, with

4-5 centimeters still protruding. His testicles jiggled like two eggs, and the veins on his penis bulged,

throbbing injected semen into her body. She was somewhat excited. When the time was up, she couldn't hold back and

cried out, but then realized her mistake and added, "Reporting to the director, seven minutes!"
"Shh," the director told her to be quiet so as not to wake the beauty in his arms. The director knew she was somewhat surprised, not

expecting him to ejaculate for so long, and somewhat excited because such a large amount of semen would be

enjoyed by the female slaves. She was also somewhat jealous, envious that the woman in his arms could enjoy such a large and prolonged

ejaculation.
"Is she dead?" Sun Siqi asked again. "Yes, she's dead," the director said, looking at

his wife's vacant eyes staring at the ceiling. He gently closed her eyes and stroked

her slightly heaving breasts. The slight stimulation would make her feel comfortable without the weight of her large breasts

affecting her breathing. Even after ejaculation, his penis remained as hard as a steel spear, pressed against the uterine wall. The director knew that if

he pulled out now, his wife would truly die. Pain and emptiness would assault her genitals, ravaged all night, upon withdrawal,

subjecting her to further torment. The woman in his arms had performed exceptionally well tonight, exceeding his expectations,

and deserved his enjoyment. The director held his wife, gently caressing her breasts and nipples, his penis steadfastly holding

its position until she fell asleep.
Sun Siqi clung to the director's arm, sleeping beside him, one leg draped over his, arching her back

and rubbing her vulva against his leg. The thick leg hair stimulated Sun Siqi's vulva, and she secretly brought herself to

orgasm several times. Although the director knew this, he felt his love slave had performed well, so he let her be.
The next day, around 10 a.m., the dean got up. If he didn't have some errands to run, he really wanted to explore his

wife . His penis had been inside her all night, and when he pulled it out, she seemed

to be awakened by the emptiness and pain within her. However, the overall comfort and gradually regaining strength made the pain less intense. She glanced around

the room groggily and then closed her eyes again.
Sun Siqi helped the dean get dressed, and the dean rewarded her with a bottle of vaginal relaxant. When the palace door opened,

they found Dr. Wang and Xuemei already waiting. Dr. Wang, acting as the dean's driver, left. Xuemei came in to tidy

the room. Sun Siqi, thinking Xuemei wanted semen, spread her legs to show her, "I don't have any, look."
"I know you don't have any. If you did, could you stand up? I know you too well; you can't even walk after being ejaculated on once

. Hurry up and tidy the room, let's go out for dinner." Xuemei pinched Sun Siqi's bare breasts hard.

Below, they played around like sisters. Looking at the lingering traces of vaginal fluid on the floor, smelling the lingering

scent of a woman's body in the air, she wondered how many times they'd done it last night.
"Eat! Oh, right, she has it!" Sun Siqi's mind shifted from food to semen. She eagerly pulled Xuemei to

the bedside , lifting the covers. Her wife's beautiful vulva was still open, the spear inside her vagina barely

withdrawn.
"Mmm, really beautiful," Xuemei exclaimed. She saw her wife's fully open labia majora and slightly

parted labia minora, and the pink flesh of her vulva turned inside out from being fucked—the flower of her vulva was truly breathtaking.

Sun Siqi was also somewhat amazed. Although she'd seen it from afar last night, seeing it up close was still astonishing

. However, she immediately remembered what was inside the vulva. She pulled her wife's legs up, hoping the semen wouldn't

spill out. At this moment, in her eyes, her wife was no longer a person, but a temporary

container . Next, she checked the sheets to see how much semen had spilled.
"What a waste, so much wasted." She had ejaculated inside her wife three times last night, and the first two times she

hadn't emptied her vagina completely, leaving a lot on the floor and sheets. Recalling the tempting smell, Sun Siqi couldn't resist the urge to

lick the semen stains on the floor and masturbate with the sheets, but because there were others around, her identity as a news

anchor made her restrain the urge.
"Looks like we need to drain it first." Xuemei looked at the semen-filled vagina of her wife and decided to remove

the semen before cleaning up the room. She went outside and pushed the cart that was placed at the door into the room. This cart had an

adjustable iron plate, which branched into two sections at the bottom with a spring-like device in the middle. She helped

Sun Siqi grab her wife's body and placed her upper body on the iron plate. Since her wife's upper body was relatively short,

it fit perfectly. The long legs at the bottom were used to fix the female slave's legs. "The long legs are quite a hindrance." Xue Mei noticed

that the support was not as long as her wife's legs. Xue Mei pulled the iron plate at

the

joints of the legs, making it extend a little more, barely reaching her wife's ankles. "Slut, your legs are even longer than Julia's." She fixed her wife's legs to the lower branch of the iron plate. The thighs, knees, and ankles were all wrapped in restraint straps. Then she turned the screws to adjust

the length of the spring in the middle. Her wife felt her legs being slowly separated. She was too tired and didn't want to care what they were doing.

Xuemei took out a long strip of tape-like material, tore one side open, and then used her hand to gently pull at the

exposed labia, trying to put them back inside. "Last night was really intense, Master must have enjoyed it a lot."

"Of course, I ejaculated three times, the last time lasting a full seven minutes." "Seven minutes? Won't that hurt your body?

Master really loves this slut." After putting their wife's labia back in, they

sealed her beautiful vulva with the flesh-colored tape, which was surprisingly darker than the flesh on her vulva. Then they pushed their wife to the Twelve

Beauties' Palace.
Although the Dean had been playing with his wife for three days, this was the first time she had experienced such a large amount of ejaculation. As

the two pushed her, their wife felt a sense of pride and honor. They took out a round ball with two tubes attached,

like one used to inflate a balloon. One tube was used to release air, and the other tube used the atmosphere to

suck the semen out of their wife's vagina. The pointed end of the tube pierced the tape covering his wife's beautiful vagina and inserted it. The cool sensation

slowly woke his wife. Xue Mei rhythmically squeezed the ball, the viscous semen remaining intact in her vagina

without any signs of coagulation. She continued to pump out the semen while inserting the tube, and soon the ball was full. "Wow!"

Sun Siqi screamed upon seeing so much semen, causing the three masochistic female slaves around her to become curiously agitated.

"Keep your voice down, don't be so naive," Xue Mei scolded her, then squeezed the semen from the ball into a

beaker next to her. She then inserted the tube back into her wife's vagina, repeating this three times. Xue Mei noticed the tube wasn't long enough and

replaced it with another ball.
"It's all thanks to this girl's long vagina and wide uterus that she could hold seven minutes' worth of semen," Xue Mei thought, somewhat

excited and admiring. She changed "slut" to "girl," realizing her wife's physical attributes were indeed

as unique as she had analyzed.
Later, they used a longer tube, which seemed to penetrate deep into the uterus and

drain . The wife felt the tube inserted, making her lower body feel numb, while the tape sealing her vulva made

her labia burn and itch.
After squeezing the semen from the ball into the beaker, there was a full 3.4 liters. "Wow, that's a lot!" The masochistic female slaves,

during their break, all gathered around to witness the miracle. They had never seen any of their companions collect so much semen

.
"Hehe, seven minutes, does the girl feel like a high-pressure faucet is inserted into her uterus?" Xue Mei also marveled at

the amount of semen.
"Will she get pregnant?" her cousin asked Xue Mei.
"Pregnancy? Sigh, wishful thinking. Everyone here wants to have a child for the master, but who

can succeed ? Our food contains contraceptives, and even the shower spray we use is

contraceptive. If the master wants you to get pregnant, she'll isolate you long ago and arrange for you to conceive in a designated place."

Xue Mei said, fantasizing. Now in her early thirties, she had been with the master for seven years. Although her sisters called her

"elder sister," a mistress, she still dreamed of having a child for the master.
"Let's divide it quickly." Sun Siqi saw the semen and became drooling.

"Clang!" A blue bottle fell down. It was a vaginal relaxant, a gift from the director to Sun Siqi.

She had secretly hidden it in her vagina, but seeing so much semen, her mouth watered, and it spilled out when she relaxed

.
"So much, who can use it all at once? Let's save it," Xue Mei said, looking at the large bucket full of semen .

"What is this?" She picked it up and looked at it. "Oh...hehe, confiscated."
"No, sister, no! My master gave it to me. Give it back!" Sun Siqi

said nervously and awkwardly.
"How do you want to use it? Go out and meet your little lover?" Xue Mei joked, about to stuff it into her pocket.

Among the six women, she was the only one wearing clothes.
"No." Sun Siqi seemed a little embarrassed.
"Still saying no? Look at you, if you don't know how to have a little lover, why don't you come with me?" Xue Mei

continued to joke with Sun Siqi.
"It's like this, I've been taking a lot of leave lately, and the station leaders are quite angry. There's an

opportunity to be transferred to prime time, but the station director has been lusting after my looks and has hinted at it several times. Especially after he saw me being

played with by the master's guest once, he immediately threatened me to have sex with him. Several times I couldn't take it and

wanted to I refused because of my vaginal lock, which embarrassed him quite a bit. I think..." Sun Siqi said.
"You want to have sex with him? Does the master know? Giving you relaxants isn't for you to find men.

Having sex with men requires the master's permission, understand?" Xuemei was a little angry. "Doing it without permission

is betrayal, understand? Giving you this doesn't mean I agree to you finding men, no reason is allowed. Giving you

relaxants is just for when you can't control yourself and masturbate sometimes, that's the greatest blessing. Do you all understand?"
"Understood." The five female slaves and Sun Siqi answered.
"Sister, do you understand?" Sun Siqi touched his wife's inner thigh.
"Understood." The wife's body was held upside down, her short torso and exaggeratedly large breasts allowing her to secretly lick her nipples, which felt very comfortable. Her legs were spread open by springs, her beautiful vulva burning, and Xue Mei was enjoying

touching her inner thighs . 　　"Once you get the relaxant, even if it's your husband, you can't let him penetrate you, understand?" Xue Mei turned her wife right-side up. Although her wife was 1.79 meters tall, she wasn't heavy, especially when laid flat, making her easy to manipulate. Seeing the teeth marks on her wife's nipples, Xue Mei untied her wife's legs and removed the handcuffs from her back. She made her wife squat down, placed a beaker under her vulva, and tore off the paper sealing her vulva. She said, "Sister, masturbate. I know you still have holy fluid inside you. Although it was shot inside you, you can't enjoy it alone." The wife hesitated. 　　"Little sister, you've already been secretly biting my nipples, what's there to be embarrassed about? I'll help you." Xue Mei reached for her wife's hot, beautiful vulva. The exposed labia were still inside, not fully closed, a reminder of how intense the fucking had been the night before. Xue Mei ignored it, fiddling with it for a while before inserting a dildo into her wife's vulva . Her wife wanted to say she could do it herself, but her hands were numb and she couldn't feel anything. 　　Xue Mei continued to tease her, but her wife still didn't climax. Sun Siqi, standing nearby, egged her on, "That's right, the master instructed us last night." She came over and bit her wife's nipple. After a while, her wife reached a small climax. All the semen was expelled from her uterus, a total of 4 liters. Xue Mei knew that ejaculation in 7 minutes should be much more than 4 liters, but being able to catch 4 liters was already quite remarkable. The two of them poured half a liter of semen and distributed it to the female slaves present. Then they helped their wife to the rest room. The training the night before had been too intense, and their wife fell asleep peacefully. 　　"Girl, you're usually so smart, and you're scared because a man is blackmailing you? What's the station manager's name? I'll help you." The two said as they walked out of the lounge...

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