[The Sex Slave Training of a Married Woman]

A Married Woman's Sex Slave Training

Everyone calls me Bing. I've been married for five years and work as a real estate agent. My husband and I have always

lived a happy life. Due to work, I want to have a child in two years. But I have a secret experience that even my husband

doesn't know before we got married, I was trained in an SM club for three months.

At that time, out of curiosity and a desire for excitement, I fell into that lewd training life. After marrying my husband,

I didn't go to SM anymore, but sometimes when I had sex with my husband, I would fantasize about being trained.

Everything changed this summer afternoon…

Today is the weekend, and my husband and I are both off at home. My husband told me that one of his college classmates was

coming to visit, and he asked me to prepare food and drinks to entertain him. So I went to the market to buy things. When I

returned home, I was shocked to see the man chatting with my husband in the living room. He was strong

, over 1.8 meters tall. I will never forget this man, because he was my

trainer at the SM club, the one who trained me for those three months.

In terms of discipline and sex, he was my mentor. He guided me through the

transformation . Three months of training made my body very sensitive. He was good at observing women's psychology and knew

how to subject me to humiliation, understanding what my inner needs were, and then bringing me to the brink of orgasm. Every day ,

I experienced humiliating and torturous orgasms.

When I saw him, my mind went blank. I stood nervously at the door. My husband saw me

come back and called out, "Wife, why didn't you come in? My classmate is here."

My husband's voice startled me awake. I went to my husband's side. From his eyes,

I could tell that he still recognized me as his former slave. Then my husband introduced me: "This is my

wife, Abing. This is my good colleague from university, Qiang."

I was too scared to look him in the eye. Then, Qiang said, "Your wife is very beautiful! You are so lucky."

I knew he recognized me but was just pretending. I said even more nervously, "I'll go cook the dishes

. Dinner will be served soon." Then I went to the kitchen.

My heart was pounding with anxiety. I brought the groceries down and started cooking when my husband suddenly came in and said

, "Honey, something might come up at the company. I have to go back for a bit. You chat with my classmate, I'll be right back

."

Hearing this, I quickly said, "No!" My husband looked at me with a puzzled expression.

I said, "What do you mean, 'no'?" I said, "Oh! Nothing."

"What's wrong with you today? You're acting strange. I have to go out, I'll be right back." My husband hurriedly left. I was alone at home with a man, and he was even more nervous

than my former dominatrix at the club . 　　Footsteps echoed from the hall. I desperately wanted to hide. He was already at the kitchen doorway, looking at me with lustful, beast-like eyes. "Sister-in-law, ha, I shouldn't call you sister-in-law, it should be 'Yinbing,' right? Don't you recognize me?" He approached me step by step. 　　Yinbing was my slave name at the SM club. I watched him walk towards me and slowly retreated to the corner. 　　"Your body is more mature now, even more attractive! Let your master take a look," he said with a lewd grin. 　　"Don't come any closer, I'm already someone else's wife," I said fearfully. 　　As I spoke, he leaned close to me and whispered in my ear, "You're a sex slave, aren't you? Your body flows with lustful blood, you're a born plaything for men." His hands were already restless, caressing my breasts and licking my neck. 　　I pushed him away forcefully and said, "Please show some respect, that's all in the past." 　　"The past? The slave I painstakingly trained is just for someone else?" "He said, sounding a little angry, ' Fine , then I'll tell my classmates about your past.' 　　Hearing him say that, tears immediately streamed down my face. I regretted my past indulgences for thrills and cried , 'No, please don't ruin my family.' 　　'Are you begging me? If you want your family to continue, you'd better behave, like before.' 　　He said, walking up to me again, his hand continuing to caress my breasts, slowly moving downwards, pulling my skirt up, and caressing my genitals through my stockings and panties. I turned away in shame, unable to bear this indecent situation, my hands gently grasping his hand that was touching my genitals, yet not daring to push him away forcefully. Tears of regret kept flowing as he wantonly played with me. 　　'Slave, kneel down and lick your master's sacred object.'" "He commanded harshly, just like before. 　　I helplessly obeyed his orders, kneeling on the ground, crying, unzipping his pants, and taking out the large penis that used to enter my body. I didn't dare think about my future life anymore, only thinking: 'Once I've done it, there's no going back. As long as he doesn't tell my husband about me, that's fine.' 　　I sucked and licked his penis, the shame seemed to push me back into the SM world. He thrust forcefully in and out of my mouth, and I heard him 'hmm' as he ejaculated into my mouth, ordering me to swallow it. Then he took it down and said: 'Good girl, get up and cook. Your master wants you to return to your world and understand your true identity.'" ”　　老公回到家里后，我背着那罪恶感拿出菜开始吃晚饭，他装着什么事都没有发生的和老公有说有笑的，吃了晚饭之后，他就回去了。　　不久，我的手机响了起来，电话的另一边竟然是他，他说：“今天晚上无论你什么理由都好，我在你家路口等你，而且你还要穿黑色的内衣和吊带丝袜，和我过夜，明白吗？” 　　“啊……”我还没有说话，他就挂了电话。　　我只好听他的话，跟老公说了一个谎话，说今晚要回公司做一个重要文件，可能不回来了。然后挑上他命令的内衣，穿上后，对着镜子看了一下自己，眼泪再次的流了下来，感得自己很溅，穿成这个样子去让别人玩弄，真的好后悔那三个月的日子。　　到了家的路口，一辆蓝色的车子已在等着了，我进了车子，他开着车一直到

We went into his house, and after entering, he led me through an S-shaped corridor to his basement,

presumably a place for training female slaves. The basement, about

100 square meters in size, was fully equipped with training equipment. There, I saw a completely naked woman, wearing only pantyhose, tightly bound,

blindfolded , and gagged. I could hear a buzzing sound from her genitals, and her body was constantly writhing; she was likely being

trained with a vibrator.

Seeing this scene reminded me of my own experiences being trained in a club. For some reason, I felt

a strange excitement.

He pushed me to the ground and said, "Feeling good, huh? This is my private training ground,

set up for you sex slaves."

I knew I had no way out, and tears streamed down my face as I said, "Please don't be rough, okay?"

"Here, you're called Yinbing. As a slave, do you have the right to speak? Take off your clothes now."

Overwhelmed by his authority, I took off my clothes, leaving only my alluring black lace bra, panties, and stockings.

These were what I used to wear as a slave, and I rarely dressed like this after marrying my husband. I never

imagined I would dress so lewdly in front of a man other than my husband.

He looked at me lustfully, then took out a pair of leather handcuffs and locked my hands. He then wrapped rope around

my arms and breasts, binding them tightly several times. This feeling was both frightening and somewhat exciting.

Frightening because I knew that such depravity was betraying my good husband, and exciting because it reminded me of my

lewd and unrestrained days.

My hands and upper body were tightly bound, and I couldn't move. I knew that tonight I was

his toy, and no matter how much I cried or struggled, it was useless. Although he had often

seen , I was now someone else's wife, a married woman. Yet he

looked at me so greedily, as if every cell in my body was stirring again, as if the lustful blood in my body was flowing.

I cried, my breathing became heavier, and my breasts swelled and hardened. The conflicting emotions made me feel extremely ashamed.

Then he put a dog collar on me. I knew that a dog collar was the most representative thing about a female dog, and it also proved that

I had now lost my human identity and become my owner's pet.

He grinned lewdly at me and said, "How about it? After being a good wife for so many years, you

're back to your old life. Your sex life with your husband simply can't satisfy your desires."

Hearing him say that felt like he was talking about my innermost thoughts. For so many years, my sex life with my husband had

been nothing more than ordinary intercourse. He only ever used the same two techniques: front and back. I

rarely had orgasms; I mostly faked them to satisfy him. But I really longed for a simpler life.

He walked over to the female slave beside him, took off her pantyhose, and held it to my nose, letting me smell its lewd

scent. The pantyhose was already soaked with her vaginal fluid. He said, "Look, her name is Yin Shi. She's been with me

for a year and is only 25 years old. Look how much she's enjoying herself. Are you content now?" He was very good at psychological manipulation. Hearing

this, I glanced at the female slave, and my heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if I were asking myself, "Do I really belong to

this world?"

Then he stuffed the pantyhose into my mouth, and the taste of the female slave's vaginal fluid quickly entered my sense of taste. This was

the first time I had ever tasted a woman's vaginal fluid. Then he put a long pantyhose over my head, and then made me put a gag on. Next, he took a leather hood that covered my entire head except for my eyes, put it over my head, and tied the straps

tightly from behind . ??? 他说：“这样子，你可以看清楚外面的事物，但是外面的人完全是看不到你的样子，我就是要这样的效果。”他好像在预计等一会要发生的事，不怀好意地笑着，我不知道他要干什么，很害怕的，但又好像很期待，心情也不知道为什么会变成这样，可能是以前经受的调教吧。　　然后他要我在地上像狗一样爬行，他拉着圈链把我拉到大厅里，然后用一条长绳绑在我的双手后绳，把我的身体固定吊在天花上，再用绳子绑着我的一只脚，^ 字形的抬高，同样吊在天花上，这时我只有一只脚落地吊绑着，他用手拍了几下我的阴唇，说：“这个样子多美呀，看你的下体已经湿润了。”也许是我的好久也没有被这样的捆绑和耻辱了，下面也不知不觉地湿了起来。　　这个时候，大门的铃声响了起来，他去开门，进来一位男人，很熟悉的样子，再看清楚点，怎么会是我的老公，我害怕得全身在发抖。　　老公看着我，跟他说：“阿强，这就是你从外面带回来最淫贱的妓女吗？怎么把她绑成这个样子，也看不到她的脸。”　　这也许是最大耻辱了，被老公看到自己就个样子，还说自己的妻子是最淫贱的妓女。　　他说：“女人要绑起来慢慢玩才过隐，我和她说过不许第二个人看到她的样子，否则要加收钱的，今晚我们每人出５００元就可以把这位淫女任玩。”我快要疯了，自己的老公出钱玩自己的妻子。　　老公应该是第一次看到女人被捆绑的样子，好像很好奇的走来，在我的周围看着，他拿过一根电动的ｊｊ交给老公说：“别只是在看了，你可以任意的搞她，拿这个东西吧。”　　我也知道老公只是在ａ片里看过这种成人玩具，但就从来没有真的用过。 My husband started using his penis, placing it on my vulva through my underwear, vibrating it. He pulled down my bra, licking my nipples and occasionally caressing them with his hand. They licked my body together. Then, my husband untied the straps of my underwear, exposing my vulva. He slowly inserted his penis into my vagina. I was forced into a state of excitement and extreme shame. I wanted to scream and moan, but with mouth, I could only make "hmm...hmm..." sounds. 　　He used a rope to secure his penis to my vulva, and it vibrated and twisted inside me. Then he took two vibrating nipple clamps and clipped them onto my nipples. My breasts suddenly felt both pain and pleasure. 　　He said to my husband, "Come on, let's play slowly. Come sit down and admire her lewd appearance."

My husband and the other man sat on the sofa opposite me, watching. I could clearly see my husband's face, but he was completely

oblivious to the fact that the woman opposite him was his wife, staring at me lustfully.

I tried my best to control my excitement and pleasure, but what

woman ? My body was tightly bound and I couldn't move, only writhing with the excitement,

breathing heavily through my nose. Shame, pleasure, and guilt mingled together, and I couldn't distinguish between pain and enjoyment,

displaying a lewdness I had never experienced before in front of my husband. Husband, this is your wife! You're playing with your beloved wife with

someone else , don't you feel any pain? You're even enjoying and torturing me with someone else.

He said to my husband, "If it were your wife, would you play with her like this?"

My husband quickly replied, "Of course not. I love my wife the most."

Hearing my husband say this, tears suddenly streamed down my face. I felt even more sorry for my husband. Husband, you should also

abuse me like him, that would make me feel better.

The lewd penis ignored my thoughts and continued to vibrate and writhe. I dared not look at my husband anymore. My wet, throbbing

vagina disobeyed me and reached orgasm. At the moment of climax, a white light flashed before my eyes. It turned out he

had taken a picture of my orgasmic body with a camera, saying it was a souvenir for my husband. The white light made my mind go blank.

Then, he took me down from the ceiling, but my hands were still bound. After the orgasm, I lay on the floor,

my body and mind exhausted from the excitement. I really felt like I had never experienced such intense pleasure.

He handed a lit candle to my husband, and he tried to drip wax onto my body, drop by drop.

It hurt so much . I thought: Husband, that's it, this is how you torture me. If only you were my master.

But you wouldn't treat your wife like this, because the lewd woman you see now is completely

unbeknownst to you, your beloved wife. He also picked up a whip and lashed me repeatedly. I

rolled the more I felt degraded, and the more degraded I felt, the more my submissive nature was awakened again. My submissive nature

had led me to fall into depravity once more; perhaps I truly belong to this world as a sex slave.

After a period of torment, my husband pulled down my underwear and inserted his hard penis. His

penis seemed particularly powerful today; each thrust made me lose myself. He entered from behind,

thrusting straight into my anus. This feeling

was so exciting. My husband and a former master were playing a threesome with me, even though I was doing it behind his back. But my husband was just a character in a game. The guilt overwhelmed me

. Their frenzied thrusting pushed me to orgasm again. In all these years, this orgasm and

pleasure truly satisfied me.

Afterwards, my husband went home. He pulled me back to the basement, removed all my clothes,

and even took me to the bathroom to bathe me himself. He had never done this before, even at the club. He

said, "Actually, among the women I trained at the club, you were the most submissive." I looked at

him in confusion. He said again, "I won't interfere with your married life. You can have your own happy family. In the SM

world, I am your master, do you understand?"

Hearing him say this, I actually knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you, Master."

Perhaps tonight's training has stimulated my submissive nature again. I

dare not even think about facing those shameful consequences. Lust and morality are forever indistinguishable. My lustful heart has already led me towards

depravity . I will accept his training again. At home, I will take responsibility for my family. Here, I believe he will give me

endless sensual pleasures. I also know that my life here will become lewd, that I will become a whore.

But in the outside world, I will still have my own life. So I called out "Master!" again.

After bathing, the master put a dog collar on me and locked me in a cage with that female slave (Yinshi). Yinshi

is younger than me. She is very beautiful. When she saw me, she lay on my chest like an older sister and fell

asleep holding me. It seems that her fate is the same as mine, but for a slave, it should be a blessing. The master

glanced at us, locked the door, turned off the light, and left. Whether the light was on or off made no difference, because

slaves like the one who had been kept and trained here for so long didn't know the difference between night and day.

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