My wife's romantic history

My wife's romantic history begins a year after our marriage.

During that first year, both my wife and I developed a fondness for wife-swapping. Initially, we participated together,

but later it evolved into us seeking out partners and participating alone. Over time, we stopped interfering with each other's lives. My

wife I would often go out alone to participate in wife-swapping activities.

Because of this prolonged indulgence, my wife participated in a paired wife-swapping session. Her partner was merely a mistress,

and my wife and her male companion were just single men she had met temporarily. Through this wife-swapping session, my wife and this

male companion, named Da Niu, developed a very good personal friendship. In Da Niu's own words, my wife was the most

comfortable woman he had ever been with. My wife was happy to associate with him, and this relationship continued.

This close personal friendship gradually developed into a romantic relationship. The two were inseparable;

Da Niu frequently invited my wife out to dinner and movies. He even

introduced . He often took my wife to wife-swapping events, and within certain established wife-swapping

circles, Da Niu and my wife were considered a couple.

Once, in a private room at a coffee shop, a couple who had just come from a hotel, Da Niu, and my wife

were chatting. My wife had to leave midway through because of a phone call. Only the husband, Da Niu, and my wife remained

, drinking coffee and chatting idly.

"Da Niu, when are you planning to marry Yi Fei (my wife's name)?" the husband asked with a smile. Da

Niu and my wife scratched their heads, looked at each other, and said, "Let's wait a bit, no rush." Da Niu replied. The husband laughed, "

Not in a rush? Yi Fei is such a good girl," he said, reaching out to touch my wife's thigh before continuing, "If you don't

get married soon, she might run away!" Da Niu and my wife looked at each other again and burst into laughter. The husband, unaware of

the true meaning behind their laughter and assuming they were in a good mood, asked, "Da Niu and Yi Fei, would you be interested in joining

the club?" Da Niu and my wife were taken aback. Da Niu asked, "What club?" The husband replied, "

A club . I joined seven years ago." My wife asked, "What's the environment like?" The husband said, "Very comfortable. There are

several regular activity venues, and the environment is quite nice." Da Niu asked, "How much is the membership fee?" The husband smiled and said,

"To encourage members, the club doesn't have a membership fee system. Individual female members need to

be introduced by a married couple, and married couples only need to sign a membership contract. Once they sign, the husband receives

a reward of 100,000 yuan annually." My wife asked, "What kind of contract?" The husband said, "Hehe, I

can't reveal that, otherwise my membership will be canceled." After saying this, the husband wrote down an address and handed it to Da Niu, saying,

"Think about it. The club's environment is very comfortable." With that, he said goodbye to the two of them and

left .

Having received the husband's invitation, Da Niu and my wife began to consider it carefully. A week later, Da Niu took my

wife to the address my husband had given her, and with his letter of introduction, she became a full member of the club. Because of invitations from male

club members, the time I spent with Da Niu began to increase. And the person who invited my wife out the most, of course,

was my husband, who had introduced us to the club.

One day, my husband invited my wife to Versace Place to buy her some clothes. While my wife was

changing in the dressing room, my husband slipped in.

He startled her at first. He quickly covered her mouth with his right hand

to prevent her from screaming and alerting the sales clerks and security guards outside. My wife, seeing it was my husband, calmed down.

She whispered, "Honey, why are you in?" My husband smiled but didn't answer, his left hand stroking my wife's buttocks.

After joining the club, my wife, due to frequent invitations, had

developed a habit of wearing stockings without underwear unless requested by male members. Now, in the dressing room, she was trying on a dress,

so she was only wearing stockings and high heels, her dark pubic hair exposed beneath the sheer stockings. The husband touched her for a while,

then placed his hand on her crotch, rubbing it gently. My wife quickly let out moans.

The husband hurriedly covered her mouth, and she made a "mmm...mmm..." sound. He

then made her squat down, shoved his already erect penis into her mouth, and

whispered, "Wife, the penis in your mouth has been sucked by a hundred women; you are the one hundred and first."

He then groaned comfortably a few times, pushed his penis deeper into her mouth, and continued, "

Do you like sucking my penis?"

"Mmm...uh...mmm..." My wife answered with a sob, her mouth full of his penis. The husband

smiled and continued, "Then do you like the feeling of my penis inside you?" My wife gave another vague answer.

The husband said, "I heard Da Niu say that when I fuck you, you feel like you're cheating, and

your vagina ." My wife blushed upon hearing this, but continued sucking on his penis without saying

a word.

The husband continued, "Your first husband was your first man, Da Niu was your second, and I'm your third

."

Upon hearing this, my wife immediately took his penis into her mouth and sucked rapidly, causing him to ejaculate uncontrollably into her

mouth. Swallowing the semen, she stood up, turned to face the changing room curtain, and

said in a slightly cold voice, "I'm willing to suck your penis and let you play with it because I like you and have feelings for you. It's the same with the other boyfriends and husbands in

the club . I'm willing to be pinned down by them and moan under their crotches

because I have feelings for them. But I don't like you trying to sow discord between me, my first husband, and Da Niu.

If you continue like this, don't blame me for turning against you." With that, she reached out to lift the curtain and leave. Unexpectedly, my husband reached out and

hooked his my wife's hips, pulling her back and drawing her close. He said, "You think you can

go out wearing nothing but stockings?

You've misunderstood me." My wife, realizing she was only wearing stockings,

shifted uncomfortably. He continued, "I'm not trying to interfere in your love life, I just want to marry you.

"

Before my wife could react, he decisively ripped open her stockings, and his penis slid into

her .

" "Ugh!" My wife, prepared, was about to cry out when he covered her mouth. He

whispered, "Are you willing?" My wife chuckled and scolded softly, "Who proposes by inserting their penis into someone else's vagina?"

The husband ignored what my wife said and continued thrusting, asking her with each stroke if she wanted to,

making her gasp and moan, but she remained silent. After half an hour, the husband stopped to catch his breath and said, "So

strong?"

My wife replied, "Huff—huff—, no one has ever made me submit like this, you underestimate me." The husband

said, "No? I heard from Da Niu that someone tried to open your anus, but you gave in after only a few thrusts."

My wife blushed and whispered, "That's because that guy drugged me!" The husband thrust a few more times, then

pulled out without ejaculating. He whispered in my wife's ear, "I must marry you and fuck you solidly for

a year!"

My wife tilted her head and chuckled softly, "Hmph! That depends on your sincerity, whether you can let me fuck you for a year

."

With that, she put on her skirt and went out. What my wife didn't see was that not far after she left, my husband

whispered viciously, "I'm not only going to fuck you, I'm going to fuck you until you have a child! I'll make you wet

and weak-kneed the moment you see me."

My husband, as my wife's third man, was a significant

figure . He truly lived up to his words; after becoming his wife, my wife indeed became incredibly wet the moment she saw him

.

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Since my wife was forcibly proposed to by my husband in the locker room, she started officially dating him.

According to the club's rules, any date after a proposal must continue until the wedding night or the proposal is canceled. Otherwise, the proposer cannot have sex with the woman during

this period.

But this period didn't last long, and I don't know just how powerful my husband was, only

three months . My wife dragged me to get a divorce, and that same day, she and my husband got their marriage certificate. I also took

this opportunity to meet my husband. I found that he was indeed the kind of man who was very attractive to women. No wonder.

The next day, they invited all their relatives and friends to the wedding. My husband fulfilled his first wish and made

love to my wife all night. The following day, they set off for their honeymoon abroad.

Nothing much happened during the honeymoon. Seven months after our marriage, my wife

video chatted with me on QQ. When I opened the chat, I was stunned to find that my wife was sitting naked in

front of the computer.

"Are you enjoying your new home?" I asked. My wife replied, "It's great, my husband loves me very much."

"Why aren't you wearing any clothes?" I asked curiously. My wife laughed and said, "Those

perverts come over all the time, so I just stopped wearing them." I chuckled and said, "Aren't you afraid they'll get worn out and your

husband will ignore you?" My wife laughed and said, "What's there to be afraid of!" I suddenly asked, "Why are your nipples so dark?"

My wife was taken aback, then chuckled and said, "I've been doing this too much, it's caused by melanin deposition..." Before she could finish, I immediately

shouted, "You're pregnant!" My wife was stunned, then said helplessly, "You can't hide anything from me."

With that, she stood up from the computer. Sure enough, my wife was already seven or eight months pregnant. I

asked in surprise, "Is he really that amazing?" My wife said, "My husband is truly remarkable; he's had a hundred women bear his children.

His sperm motility is several times that of an average person. Even outside of ovulation, his sperm can still survive until ovulation and

fertilize an egg. That's how I got pregnant." Just as she finished speaking, another person's voice suddenly appeared in the video, and my

wife looked to her right and said, "Hey! What are you doing here!" Perhaps because she was too far from the microphone, I couldn't hear what the man was saying

. But then I heard my wife say, "Oh no, I can't. I'm eight months pregnant, I can't be fucked." I

shouted from the computer, "I can't hear you!" My wife glanced at me and pushed the microphone away. Only then did I

hear the man say, "It's okay, I'll fuck your asshole, come on! Give me a blowjob first." He then

shoved his penis into my wife's mouth despite her protests. My wife sobbed and looked at me helplessly. I clicked to

close the video. Two months later, I heard that my wife had given birth to a boy. However, during those two months,

male members kept coming to fuck her. If they couldn't penetrate her vagina, they would use anal penetration. For several months after giving birth, my wife's

anus was loose and saggy, loosened by the male members during those two months. By then, my wife

had been successfully fucked by my husband for a year. After the club disbanded and she returned to a normal life, my husband came to visit her. Sure enough, my

wife immediately became very wet upon seeing him. She even lost control of her bladder while pouring tea.

My wife was dragged into the bedroom by her husband and had sex with him violently. Afterwards, she told me that if it weren't for me,

she would have wanted to live with him for the rest of her life. They took a wedding photo together to keep forever, and only then did he leave completely.

After he left, my wife cried and told me that he had told her after taking the photo that if I

divorced her, she would still be willing to lie on his bed with her legs spread wide, and he would still be willing to marry her.

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After my wife and I remarried, she started a normal club life. However, what I want to talk about is not

my wife's current club life, but something that happened after the club disbanded. It was through this incident that I realized

the club had completely changed my wife's inner state.

After life returned to normal, I was often away from home due to work. Da Niu also

went to another city for some business after the club disbanded. My wife could only travel with some old friends. But I knew that these

old friends were all long-time members of the club. However, these people were all quite reliable and of good character, so I felt comfortable letting

my wife hang out with them.

One day, my wife told me she was going to Shanghai with a group of friends. I nodded in agreement, but I

knew that all these friends were doing was a sex trip. When we got off the train in Shanghai, my wife, as

the only female companion, had already been thoroughly aroused by the men. A few days after my wife arrived in Shanghai, I

called her, but a male companion answered.

"Hello, wife."

"Hmm? Oh, it's you, brother." My companion said. I said, "Oh, where's my wife?" My companion said, "She went out to play

during the day and is sleeping now because she's tired." I laughed and said, "Did you have a good time?" My companion laughed and said, "

Yes, everyone had a good time. You're really lucky, brother, we can fuck your wife several times a day and we still can't get enough

!" I said, "Hehe, that's good. Have fun and take good care of her for me." My companion laughed and said, "Brother..."

"Don't worry, brother, I'm taking care of her!" Just then, two loud slapping sounds of flesh colliding came through the phone .

"Isn't my wife asleep?" I asked. My male companion replied, "Hehe, these past few days, we've made her so weak she

can't wake up." Hearing this, I chuckled helplessly and hung up.

While my wife was in Shanghai, I gradually recalled her past. Her

romantic history didn't begin with Da Niu, or even with me.

My wife's ex-boyfriend was the first man she ever saw in her life. He was also the first man

to put a penis in her mouth, and the first semen she swallowed belonged to him.

I asked my wife why she didn't let her ex-boyfriend deflower her, but she wouldn't say. Later, I

learned that her ex-boyfriend had fallen in love with my mother-in-law and committed adultery, which led to their breakup. He had also

maintained a relationship with my mother-in-law for several years.

Two weeks later, my wife finally returned from her trip to Shanghai. When we got home, she mysteriously

pulled out a USB drive and told me to show it to anyone but myself. I gave her a strange look

but nodded in agreement. My wife put down her luggage, turned around, and went out, refusing to say where she was going.

I didn't mind and sat down to open the USB drive. My eyes lit up – it contained

sex videos my wife had filmed in Shanghai!

By the time I finished watching all the videos, it was already dawn. My wife returned home, and I asked her

what she had been doing. She then told me that her ex-boyfriend had gotten my mother-in-law pregnant and wanted her to relieve his lust.

But her ex-boyfriend broke his promise, not only having sex with my wife but also putting my mother-in-law and my wife on the same

bed having sex with them. My wife also told me that her ex-boyfriend wanted to get her pregnant too, or he would have sex with my

mother-in-law every day until she died. My mother-in-law was fifty-three years old but still looked like a beautiful woman in her early forties. My wife's mother-in-law's health wasn't great due to years of being

sexually exploited by her ex-boyfriend; it could have been fatal.

I was helpless in this situation and could only tell my wife to take good care of herself.

Not long after, my mother-in-law miscarried. It was probably due to her ex-boyfriend's

excessive sexual activity. A month later, both my mother-in-law and wife ovulated at the same time.

Unsurprisingly, both my wife and mother-in-law became pregnant. The day she found out, my wife

called me: "Hey, honey?"

"Yeah, what's up?" My wife said, "He wants me to move in with him. His place is good for a healthy pregnancy.

It'll also be convenient for him to have sex with me." I said with concern, "Okay, then take good care of yourself. Be careful not to miscarry too.

" My wife said, "Okay, don't worry. Since my mom's miscarriage, he's been doing more oral and anal sex.

Don't worry, it won't happen. I'll go home after the baby is born."

"Okay, take good care of yourself." Then she hung up. Nearly half a year later, my wife sent

me a photo via express delivery. Upon opening it, I saw a picture of my wife, her ex-boyfriend, and my mother-in-law.

The ex-boyfriend was sitting in the middle, his penis erect. My wife sat to his right, her arm around his shoulder

, completely naked except for a black low-rise lace panty and black high heels with red soles. She was

eight months pregnant, sitting sideways to his right. My mother-in-law was also heavily pregnant, but wearing

bright red lace panties and transparent summer high heels. She was nestled in

her ex-boyfriend's arms, looking happy. There were traces of semen on the corners of both my wife's and mother-in-law's mouths. I thought to myself, "This

guy really knows how to take pictures." On the back of the photo, my wife had written: "Honey, I'm about to give birth, but I want to stay a few more days

after the baby is born . My mother is moving to another city with him, so I want to spend more time with her.

From my beloved wife."

My wife cried for two days after giving birth and returning home before calming down.

After divorcing my husband, she resumed regular club activities. Because he was her

ex-husband , most people in the club were very considerate. My wife developed a habit of becoming aroused whenever she saw him

, making him one of the men she slept with most frequently since joining the club. After the divorce, my wife spent another

six months in the club before feeling depressed. Therefore, the club arranged

a ten-day trip to Japan for her to relax.

In Japan, my wife went out during the day and video chatted with me online every night,

excitedly telling me what she had done and where she had been. On the fourth night, three days later, while we were chatting,

my wife suddenly heard a knock at the door and went to open it. A moment later, a

man onto the bed and started undressing her. I immediately remembered this man; he was

a member of the club's Japanese branch whom my wife had met on her first day in Japan. His name was something like Ono, but while

Ono was undressing my wife, she kept glancing at the video. I knew what she meant; she said she wouldn't spread

her legs for ten days to let any penis penetrate her. Tonight, she was clearly going to break her promise.

A few minutes later, I heard a loud "Ah!" and knew that I had finally penetrated that man's

penis. Seeing how excited the man was, I knew he wouldn't stop for several hours, so I turned off the video and went to

sleep. On the fifth night, when we video chatted again, I teased, "Don't talk about anything else yet,

wipe the semen off your mouth first." My wife hurriedly grabbed a tissue, carefully wiped her mouth, and

looked in the mirror before she relaxed.

"You're just making fun of me!" my wife said angrily. I laughed, "How can you blame me? You said

you wouldn't have sex for ten days, and you got it done after only four." My wife said stupidly, "It wasn't even

four days The day before yesterday afternoon, I went to the hot springs and Ono-kun did it to me." I laughed loudly, "Haha, you little

slut! I knew you couldn't control yourself!" My wife said anxiously, "No way! Who puts their clothes on while bathing in a hot spring? He

suddenly rushed in and inserted himself into my hole. I couldn't stop him!" I said, "Then why didn't you resist?" My

wife blushed and said, "You know, ever since I slept with my ex-husband for a year, whenever a penis is inserted,

my whole body goes weak and my legs go limp." I said, "Use your waist. Just thrust and it will naturally pull out."

My wife said angrily, "Are you pretending to be stupid? When a penis is inserted, I can't help but tighten my grip. I didn't do much..."

"I'm too weak, how can I pull it out!" I laughed. "You can try yoga tonight to increase your waist

and leg strength."

"I can't."

"What's wrong?"

"My legs are weak."

"You haven't done anything, why are you weak?" I asked, puzzled. My wife then turned on the bedside lamp. I immediately saw that my

wife was actually sitting on a man and video chatting with me. Without a doubt, this man was Ono, and his penis was

inserted into my wife's vagina. I exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you doing this now?" My wife asked for me in Japanese

, and then I heard the man say a few words. My wife turned around and looked at me helplessly, saying, "Ono-kun

said that he wants my husband, that is, you, to watch your wife being penetrated by a Japanese man..." I was stunned and asked,

"Be penetrated by a Japanese man what?" My wife said, "I don't quite understand that word." After saying that, she turned around and asked again,

and then my wife turned back and said, "Be penetrated deeply by a Japanese man." I asked in surprise, "How do you mean penetrated?"

Ono seemed to understand what I meant, and pushed the chair back so that I could see my wife's legs.

It turned out my wife's legs were on top of Ono's legs. After moving the chair, he suddenly spread her legs apart. My wife's

body slid and lurched, and she immediately rolled her eyes back and screamed, "Ah! It's...it's in my cervix

!"

I then understood what Ono meant by "deep inside." Then I saw Ono hold my wife's waist with both hands

and move her from side to side. My wife kept gasping for breath and said intermittently, "No, no. It can't go in,

it can't go in!" Ono understood for a few moments and stopped. After a few seconds, my wife hesitated and was about to

turn around when I saw Ono forcefully pull my wife's legs apart completely, grab her thighs

, and suddenly press down hard. My wife's eyes rolled back and her head snapped back, her mouth wide open. She

couldn't even scream anymore, only breathing rapidly, and her body began to tremble. After a while,

my wife finally caught her breath. Before she could recover, Ono suddenly stood up, and my wife's legs dangled vertically in the air,

her buttocks sticking out forcefully, her upper body arching unnaturally backward, her whole body convulsing. My

wife mumbled intermittently, "Really, really, it's in!" In this state,

I noticed my wife's body sliding towards Ono little by little, and with each bit of penetration, she let out

a disordered "ah" sound. Clearly, Ono was using my wife's weight to push his penis little by little into

her uterus. Until my wife's buttocks were completely pressed against Ono's stomach, her belly had already

bulged . Only then did Ono nod in satisfaction, pull a chair to the computer, and sit down. My wife,

because of her weakness, had Ono holding her chest to keep her upper body upright, and the bulge in her belly

flattened .

After another ten minutes or so, my wife gradually regained consciousness. But her eyes were still unfocused,

darting . A few more minutes passed before my wife mumbled, "Honey, I'm

done for. You, your wife's cervix has been opened. My dear husband, the 'lustful constitution' you've created in me is

even, even worse." "Dear husband" is a term of endearment used by wives to address their husbands. At this moment, Ono spoke a few words

in Japanese. My wife instinctively tried to turn around to look, but Ono, thinking she was resisting, thrust harder.

My wife winced in pain and groaned, hurriedly saying, "I'll translate for you right away, I'll

translate . Honey, Ono-kun, Ono-kun said he wants to, wants to fill my

uterus with the semen of Japanese men." After translating, my wife seemed to realize something, her eyes widening, and she turned around impatiently, saying,

"No! No! Today, today is my ovulation period! No… Ah! It's inside! It's inside! It's so hot,

so burning!" Before my wife could finish speaking, Ono-kun had already begun ejaculating. Five full minutes passed before my wife

finally collapsed onto the table, panting heavily. After a while,

without even looking at me, she said blankly, "Honey, I'm so tired, I don't have the strength to talk anymore

. I'm going to sleep. You should rest early too, goodnight." With that, Ono put his arm around my wife's shoulders, pressed her against his

chest, and stood up. He kicked the chair away and took a few steps back. I saw my wife's head slumped to one side,

her arms hanging limply, her legs dangling unsupported. I could clearly see that only the base of Ono's enormous

penis see

a bulge of flesh on her lower abdomen, from her vulva to her uterus. Ono then spoke a few words in Japanese, and my

wife without moving, said, "Ono-kun, Ono-kun said I should wrap myself in his penis while I sleep.

Honey, I have no strength left, you go to sleep, goodnight. Ugh—" After saying that, because

Ono 's penis was so large, it pressed against my wife's bladder, causing her to urinate incontinently. After she completely emptied her bladder,

Ono turned off the light, and the screen went dark. I could only see the outline of Ono

holding my wife as she lay on her side on the bed, sleeping. I watched for too long... Tired, I fell asleep on the bed without turning off the video.

When I woke up the next morning, I found the video on the other side was also there. Ono had left, and my wife was lying on

her side , in a position where I could see her clearly. Her vagina was wide open, a swollen, red hole, with semen

slowly leaking out. I called out a few times, and my wife groggily sat up, giving me a faint smile.

Then she looked down and touched her stomach before shakily getting up, putting on a smooth dress,

and walking unsteadily to the computer to sit down.

"Good morning, honey," my wife said weakly, her face pale. I asked with concern, "Does it hurt?" My

wife smiled and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt. My stomach has just felt warm since last night, which is quite comfortable."

I said, "That's good. Where's Ono?" My wife said weakly, "This morning, he tried to pull

out .

He woke me up. Ono-kun's glans is too big; he had to use a lot of force to pull it out while pressing on my buttocks

. He went to work by himself." I said, "Aren't you ovulating? Go wash off the semen first." My

wife said helplessly, "No, Ono ejaculated all his semen into my uterus. It can't be washed out." I said, "

Then are you willing to have his child?" My wife said, "No, but I have no choice. He won't let me go out today

; I have to wait for him at the hotel after work. Even if I wanted to leave, I don't have the strength."

"So you're going to have his baby there?" my wife said. "Actually, when Ono-kun penetrated me last night,

I felt a sense of fulfillment I'd never experienced before. Having one for him isn't so bad." I was about to say something when my wife

yawned and said, "Honey, I'm going to take a shower and then sleep a little longer." With that, she limped off to the shower

.

On the seventh day, my wife had almost fully recovered. Ono then dragged my wife along and we went through the divorce proceedings online

. He even went to the immigration office to help my wife immigrate and become a Japanese citizen. They planned to

get their marriage certificate in a few days. On the eighth night, my wife was still chatting with me on the computer. Around 9 PM, Ono

suddenly appeared on the screen. My wife greeted him with a smile, but unexpectedly, Ono pulled out a bottle of liquid—I

looked it up and found it was lubricant. Ignoring my wife's protests, he opened the bottle, pinched her mouth, and started

pouring it down her throat. He didn't stop until it was all inside her. Then, Ono pulled my wife

up from the chair and stripped off her only nightgown. He laid her horizontally on the bed, head upside down, facing

the . Ono then took off his clothes and knelt in front of my wife. I immediately heard my wife make faint moaning

sounds. Then I saw Ono straddle my wife, wrap his arms around her waist, and lift her upside down

. My wife's buttocks were facing me, but I could see that she had half of Ono's penis in

her mouth . Presumably, the glans had already passed through her throat. Ono then slowly lowered my wife's body.

My wife trembled in pain, but because of her own weight, she couldn't stop Ono's penis from penetrating deeper and deeper into her esophagus

. After a few minutes, Ono's penis was finally fully inserted into my wife's esophagus. My wife went into shock

because the penis expanded in her esophagus, pressing on her trachea. Ono seemed to groan twice and ejaculated

before pulling his penis out of my wife's mouth. My wife, like a broken Barbie doll, was

casually tossed onto the bed by Ono.

Then Ono took out a very small briefcase and placed it next to the computer on the table. He then sat down in front of the computer, holding my

wife , and had her sit on his lap. He held my wife's chest with his left arm to prevent her from falling.

With his right hand, he took out a very thin syringe from the briefcase. I was terrified, thinking he

was going to inject my wife with drugs, but after a while, I realized it contained an opaque green liquid.

Ono then pressed his finger against my wife's throat, forcing her tongue out slightly. He then inserted

the syringe into the tip of my wife's tongue and injected all the liquid inside. He then

injected this strange

green liquid into the sides and center of my wife's tongue, the two tonsils in her throat, and the uvula in the center of her throat. After touching my wife's face and finding that she was flushed, he took out

a short, narrow black leather belt, the kind used for gags. However,

instead contained a soft, fifty-centimeter-long dildo. But compared to Ono's penis, it was

a little thinner. Probably to allow my wife to breathe normally. Ono slowly shoved the entire penis into my

wife's mouth before fastening the belt behind her head. At this point, my unconscious wife began

to twitch slightly. Her head would lift slightly every now and then. I didn't know what was happening. Ono

then threw my wife back onto the bed and left.

On the ninth night, I came home from work and saw my wife sitting in front of the computer looking at something.

The dildo in her mouth had been removed, but her expression was strange. I asked, "Wife, what's wrong?" She didn't answer,

but pursed her lips slightly. I asked again, "Why aren't you saying anything?" My wife frowned and whispered,

"I don't know what's wrong with me today. I've been in a daze all day and don't even know what I've been doing. When I talk, I

feel a surge of pleasure. And when I talk, I can't stop drooling." As she spoke, my wife actually started

drooling . I asked, puzzled, "Why are you drooling?" My wife frowned and said, "Ono-kun said he gave me

some kind of drug that would give me sexual pleasure during oral sex. But I don't remember when he injected me with any drug."

I suddenly remembered what Ono had done last night. I said, "Last night, he gave it to you after you passed out from deep throating

." My wife said anxiously, "Why didn't you stop him! How am I supposed to face people now

?!" After saying that, she answered a phone call. After hanging up, she took out the dildo that had been used to plug her mouth last night from under the table. She

said to me, "Ono-kun, Ono-kun said that using this will reduce the drooling." My wife frowned

as she looked at it before taking the head of the dildo into her mouth and swallowing it little by little. After swallowing it completely, she

fastened her belt. At this point, my wife realized that she couldn't speak anymore, so she started typing. But after waiting for a long time,

no message came, and I realized that she was talking to Ono. An hour later, my wife relayed the news to me, and

that's when I found out. It turned out that the drug Ono injected my wife with caused drooling on the first day. It would subside

afterward , only recurring during oral sex and deep throat, accompanied by intense oral pleasure.

My wife then received a phone call from Ono. He told her that if she felt uncomfortable with the dildo in her mouth

and couldn't sleep, she could drink the sleeping pills he had left on her bedside table. My wife listened, turned around, and went to get the pills.

Unexpectedly, within minutes, my wife became drowsy, said goodnight to me, and lay down to sleep.

On the morning of the ninth day, when I got up, I saw Ono having sex with my wife. Ono kept talking, but I

couldn't understand him. My wife kept muttering, "Hai, okay, good, hai, hai. Okay, okay

," I couldn't understand what she was agreeing to. That evening, when I sat down at the computer, I found my wife sleeping on her side in bed wearing only

a small camisole and low-rise underwear, while Ono was reading a magazine beside her. He glanced at

the computer screen , noticed I was there, put down his magazine, and picked up my wife. She seemed to be fast asleep and didn't wake up.

Ono carried my wife to the computer, removed her underwear, and lifted her legs in an M-

shape, exposing her genitals to the screen.

To my astonishment, I discovered that my wife's prized pubic hair had been completely shaved off. Where her pubic hair

had once been, two ornate European-style borders were tattooed, with several lines of Japanese text:

日本男児

の

牝妻 ( Japanese male offspring)

I thought to myself, "It seems that what Ono-kun told my wife this morning was about doing this." But later I found out

it wasn't. My wife didn't know about the tattoo. Ono touched my wife's anus, sent me

a message in Japanese, then left my wife on the bed and left.

On the tenth day, Sunday, I had a day off. I sat in front of the computer in the morning and saw Ono in the video again, having sex with my

wife in the morning. After ejaculating, he got up and left. My wife walked to the computer, said good morning to me, picked up

a cup and started drinking. I was surprised to find that it was filled with thick semen. I asked her curiously,

"Why are you drinking semen in the morning?" My wife stammered, "Well, Ono-kun said that Chinese women

aren't allowed to eat breakfast, they can only drink semen." I said, "That won't do! Not eating breakfast will be bad for your health."

My wife smiled and said, "It's okay, it's good for your complexion." After saying that, Ono came over with

a glass of water, which my wife thanked and drank. After she finished drinking, she tried to talk to me, but her eyes started to

glaze over, and then she became dazed. Ono reached out and patted my wife's face, but she didn't react

immediately . He then lifted her up and dragged her away from the screen. I don't know exactly what happened; I just sat

there watching the movie and waiting.

That evening, Ono brought my wife back, but she still seemed disoriented. She lay on

the bed , while Ono sat at the computer and sent me a picture.

When I opened the picture, I was shocked to find that it was my wife standing naked in a Japanese protest,

still dazed, with a jet of water spraying from her rear. Around her neck was a wooden sign

that read: "Chinese Wife Hu Yifei, Japanese Enema Style." It was even on the front page of that day's newspaper; I knew my wife

was now famous worldwide. I had thought my wife was going back to China the next day, but then I

remembered that the ten-day trip was long gone; she was going to give birth before returning. Even later, I never

told my wife that she had done such a thing, afraid she couldn't handle the shock. Besides, there wouldn't be any

official news about this in China, and my wife's social circle was limited to the club, even after the club disbanded, it was only within

her former circle of friends. So she didn't know about it, and all the male and female members of the club tacitly agreed.

After Ono showed me the photos, he stood up, removed my wife's clothes, and called in a strange

man. The two of them stripped naked, lifted my wife in front of the computer, one holding her armpits, the other holding

her groin. She was in a position where her buttocks were facing Ono, her legs dangling limply in the air, and her head facing the strange man's

penis . The strange man inserted his 40-centimeter-long penis completely into my wife's mouth and then

released her, leaving her suspended in mid-air by the penis in her mouth. Ono then pressed his penis against my wife's anus. After

a relatively quick insertion of the end into my wife's anus, Ono also released his grip. Thus, my wife was

suspended in mid-air between the two men by two penises. After a while, the two of them used their waists and had sex with my wife.

Because she was still in a dazed state, my wife's limbs and breasts swayed in

the air .

In the following days, my wife didn't go online again. Because she had already obtained her marriage certificate with Ono and was

planning the wedding. A month later, my wife sent me a lot of photos after returning from her honeymoon.

In one of them, my wife was wearing a snow-white wedding dress. But the chest area was pulled down quite a bit, just

revealing her two breasts. The skirt was also pulled up from between her thighs, revealing her genitals and the tattoos on them.

My wife's married life in Japan had cultivated a kind of sex slave mentality in her. It wasn't until she returned to China that she

returned to normal.

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The morning after my wife returned to China, I was watching the news. Suddenly, I heard someone knocking on the door. My wife went to

open the door. As soon as the door opened, she was stunned for a moment, then bowed deeply, covered her mouth in surprise, and said, "Master! Why are you here!"

Master was my wife's pet name for Ono. After that, every time my wife married, she would give the new man a

special nickname. Ignoring my presence, Ono embraced my wife and kissed her passionately. After saying a few words in Japanese, my

wife , with tears streaming down her face, said to me, "Husband, Master wants to humiliate me one last time, to commemorate our

married life in Japan." Then, without waiting for my objection, she knelt before Ono, clasped her hands together, and bowed her head,

saying, "Master, I will always be your loyal slave. As long as I am by your side,

you alone have the right to use my body. By your side, I have no human rights; I am your faithful sow." She then kowtowed again

. Afterward, Ono coughed and said something in Japanese. My wife replied, "Yes, Master. You

don't need any reason to punish your slave," and then pulled her pants down to her knees, exposing her buttocks. Ono

then took out a whip and began to lash my wife's beautiful buttocks hard. While being beaten, my wife kept saying,

"Master's punishment is to make his slave a better sow by his side. A Chinese woman has no value other than being a sow for

Japanese men." After beating my wife until her buttocks were covered in welts,

he took her out. That day, they visited some tourist attractions and went to a club. It wasn't until evening that my wife

returned home, crying her eyes out. Ono's year-long "training" of my wife had instilled

a deep-seated . This servility accompanied her throughout her life. Even some later events

were caused by the servility she had cultivated. Not long after Ono left, my wife said to me, "If it weren't for the master

needing to train more Chinese sows, I would have loved to be abused by him for the rest of my life." I asked her, "So,

can you find peace after leaving?" My wife resolutely replied, "No. The master's humiliation of me has deeply imprinted servility

into my bones. Even though I've left Japan, it's my duty to be ready to serve the master at any time."

Ono not only trained my wife to be servile, but also gave her a very good promiscuous constitution.

After the male members of the club learned about this, they sent their wives to Ono for training. By the time the club disbanded,

all the female members had been trained by Ono. To commemorate Ono's training of them, they followed my

wife's example, shaving off their pubic hair and tattooing the words "female wife" on their foreheads to remember that they had been Ono's sows. At every

gathering, at the dinner table, they would first shout in unison in Japanese, "Watashi wa chukuo no citun!" meaning,

we are all Chinese sows. Although my wife was the first to be trained by Ono, she was the most famous among the women he trained.

There was also a female member in the club. The extent of her "training" was unimaginable. The most obvious

feature was that her limbs had been amputated at the elbows and knees, leaving her to crawl for the rest of her life. After returning from Japan,

my wife's life began to return to normal. The tattoo on her genitals was removed, but the words "female wife" could never

be erased. My wife didn't seem to care; as her pubic hair grew back, it gradually covered the tattoo.

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