[Sister Ke's Exposure Humiliation and Domination Game] (Part Two) (The End) [Author: franksdand]

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(1.)
After leaving the XX Elementary School in town, Frank and Sister Ke got back into the car and drove away. It was already
past midnight and a few minutes past midnight.
As the end of their outdoor exhibitionist humiliation session, a bed, a room, and a good meal
seemed like a good choice. So, on
their way to find a place called "Two Brothers BBQ" near the bridge in the next town, Frank found a small hotel. After settling the slightly
tired Sister Ke in, Frank drove off again to visit that roadside
BBQ stall that didn't even have a sign.
Although the two brothers who own this roadside barbecue stall are romantic by nature and often
operate on a "three days on, two days off" basis, and don't offer any eye-catching premium ingredients, they have accumulated a considerable number of hungry customers willing to queue up for their special sauces
, seasoning powders, and cooking skills that rival those of top-notch barbecue chefs, despite it being just ordinary barbecue snacks – like Frank, who is 　　among
those who queue up . 　　"Two skewers each of chicken, pork, beef, and lamb; two skewers each of mushrooms and green beans; chicken butts... um 　　... three skewers, please! One boneless chicken thigh, one squid, and... 　　one serving each of clams, crab legs, mandarin fish, and shrimp! Hmm, drinks? Do you have Coke? Sold out? Then a 　　bottle of herbal tea, please!" Frank is a foodie who's willing to spend money to fill his stomach and mouth. 　　His habit of only indulging in such a treat once in a while led him to order extra chicken butts and seafood, which are Ke Jie's favorites. As a meat-loving individual 　　, Frank is naturally a loyal fan of grilled meat skewers! 　　And paired with their homemade, traditional herbal tea to cool him down, achieving the small happiness of "eating and drinking to his heart's content 　　," Frank surprisingly spent less than 500 yuan. 　　However, the round trip and waiting time were quite long, taking over 40 minutes. Frank finally returned to his room at the small hotel, carrying 　　four 　　bags of barbecue snacks and a bottle of herbal tea, sweating profusely. 　　This hotel was located on the outskirts of town, nestled at the end of a secluded road, next to an 　　abandoned iron factory and a desolate, overgrown field. 　　But calling it a hotel was a stretch; it barely qualifyed as one. It was more like a bathhouse with beds 　　. Besides a huge pebble bathtub that could comfortably accommodate four people, there was a showerhead, 　　a light blue plastic mattress, a sink, and a mirror. The rest of the furnishings consisted of only a shelf 　　and a small folding table. Even the air conditioning had been replaced with central air conditioning, and the trash can was simply a 　　crude metal bucket filled with plastic bags. 　　Where to sit? There were chairs, but only two plastic stools placed next to the trash can. 　　Moreover, the room didn't even have a door; there was only a colorful floral fabric hanging as a curtain, which barely 　　provided any privacy for the guests inside, but it completely failed to block out any 　　noise, big or small, from the hallway or other rooms. 　　Therefore, there were hardly any guests staying there; however, because there were no intrusive surveillance cameras, no 　　troublesome registration procedures to check IDs, and no front desk staff asking all sorts of questions—as long as you paid and 　　registered with any name you liked, plus the room rate of 250 for the first two hours and only 100 for each additional hour— 　　it was said to attract quite a few couples seeking a secret tryst. 　　Our room was located in the bustling first-floor hallway—the door was covered by a 　　colorful floral fabric with a blue background and white floral pattern; and standing at the door and looking inside, although the colorful fabric obscured the view 　　, Frank could still vaguely see Sister Ke lying on the plastic mattress next to the pebble bathtub. 　　However, no one has ever investigated why the rooms don't even have doors; and tonight, 　　the "room rental" business here is quite good. "Ahhh! Honey... I love you so much!" "Good girl! So good! 　　Is it good, my sweetie?" For example, in the dim light, Frank stood in the first-floor corridor 　　for only a few seconds and heard sounds like these coming from at least six rooms—women 　　moaning and groaning during sex, and men shouting as they "worked hard" together. It seems that 　　every couple out for a tryst tonight is putting in extra effort and energy. 　　This is the strange charm of male-female sex—in an environment with almost no privacy, the closer they are to 　　the danger of exposure, the more men and women want to experience and fully immerse themselves in the beauty 　　of unrestrained sex. Ha! 　　"Waaah...waaah..." But when the colorful floral fabric serving as a curtain was lifted, Sister Ke, lying on the plastic mattress 　　, remained completely still, unable to move. 　　Yes! Unable to move, whimpering incoherently, "Waaah...waaah...", 　　Sister Ke, blindfolded and gagged, still wearing her sweat-soaked elementary school uniform top and skirt, had 　　her knees bound together with superglue by Frank. Her hands, clasped 　　together with her feet, were also bound with superglue. This body, only able to roll from side to side, 　　revealed a five-speed purple vibrating dildo half-inserted into her vagina, her heels pressed tightly against it. 　　Two pink vibrating eggs, one attached to her clitoris and the other inserted into her rectum, buzzed and 　　tormented Sister Ke's already fragile sanity, turning her into a disheveled, constantly writhing, and 　　softly whimpering "human flesh ball." 　　"Hey! Ling, don't be nervous, it's me, it's your master, your husband..." Seeing Sister Ke seemingly overcome with emotion...

Someone entered the room, causing tension and unease. Frank quickly reassured
Sister Ke, who had been writhing and struggling violently, which seemed to calm her down.
But honestly, going out alone like this, relying only on a blue and white floral patterned cloth
to protect his submissive—a half-naked, mature woman
's body that was completely immobile and powerless to resist—was not a wise decision. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.
"...Ling...eat something! Ling..." "Master husband...Ling...so good...so good...
uh uh..." As he removed Sister Ke's blindfold and gag, and untied the super duct tape binding her, he
heard Sister Ke, her eyes vacant and drooling, repeatedly uttering similar lewd moans,
"Ling...Ling...Ling...?" Seeing that Sister Ke did not respond to his calls, and seeing
the entire purple granular vibrator that had slipped out of her vagina, almost completely covered in wet female fluids,
Sister Ke, who had just orgasmed countless times, was still in the afterglow of her orgasm, which also made
her sweat profusely and her face flushed as she stared blankly with a silly grin.
"Master... Ling... So good... So good... Uh..."
After wiping away the sweat and drool with toilet paper, she lay in Frank's arms, her whole body still twitching several times. Her
mutterings and dazed expression amused Frank, giving him
a strange sense of pride and satisfaction.
Rather than using more advanced tools like nose hooks, gags, and hoods to distort the faces of his submissives
, these naturally revealed, involuntary
expressions of lustful satisfaction were perhaps the most perfect and natural tools for discipline.
Just like when I brought Sister Ke in here, she was still wearing a dog collar and leash, dressed only in a
barely-there elementary school uniform and a short skirt. Her right hand covered her large, protruding breasts, and her left hand
enveloped her hairless, bare vulva. Unable to conceal
the humiliating tattoo of "Female Slave" on her buttocks, she was subjected to the unvarnished
gazes of the two counter staff and several passing couples. The infinite shyness on Sister Ke's face was a process of exposure and humiliation subtly
eroding the remaining shame and self-esteem of the submissive, a kind of esoteric experience within SM training
.
Of course, judging whether the occasion is suitable for one's submissive to engage in certain forms of exposure and humiliation
depends entirely on the master's wisdom and the submissive's receptiveness; I won't elaborate further here.
"Master, husband... Oh? Ahhh..." However, seeing Sister Ke's
completely unleashed lustful state, Frank, as the dominant one, couldn't resist any longer and
continued the next stage of his training game with this woman's body, which had already orgasmed countless times that night
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(2.)
"Oh? So wet! My Ling... what happened?" "Master, husband... Oh? Ahhh
..." Ah, what could be more attractive to a man's fingers than a woman's vagina that has been fully awakened
? With the vaginal opening stretched halfway open by the vibrator, contracting and opening in rhythm with her breathing, Frank
smoothly slid his right index and middle fingers in without any resistance.
He felt the warm, moist vaginal walls against his fingertips, and simultaneously explored the small mound that had activated Ke Jie's "squirt mode
," skillfully vibrating and thrusting his fingers back and forth rapidly.
In recent years, Frank had reduced his use of fingers to stimulate the vaginal opening, partly because fingernails could easily scratch
the delicate walls of a woman's vagina, and partly because unclean hands might introduce harmful bacteria, potentially causing
inflammation and infection. But tonight, Ke Jie's vagina was wet and hot, full of allure, like a hot
spring beckoning a man's careful discovery and exploration.
"Ohhhhh! Master, no! I... Ling... Ahhhhh!" Tonight, Sister Ke's pussy was in
excellent condition—the sensitivity and wetness were just right. In less than a minute, as soon as Frank pulled his fingers out
of her pussy, he saw Sister Ke's body arch and several streams of clear, colorless, and slightly pungent liquid spurt out.
But unfortunately, Sister Ke's body wasn't moist enough tonight. After several attempts, Frank only managed to ejaculate three
times. Sister Ke's personal record for the most ejaculations in one night was five, but recently
, perhaps due to childbirth and her age, she couldn't effectively control her urination
and often let her urethra leak out as well.
"Master husband... Master husband..." Ah, perhaps he really went a little too far tonight. Looking at Sister
Ke, her long hair disheveled, her school uniform top and skirt soaking wet and dirty, almost limp, her
only movement was a weak whisper calling out to
the man before her, the one who had nearly broken her body and spirit. Frank couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache and guilt.
After a quick clean-up and tidying up, it was already past 1 a.m. Frank let the
exhausted Sister Ke half-lie, half-sit in the corner under the plastic mattress, leaning her head to the side against the wall to rest. Frank
picked up bamboo skewers of barbecue snacks and fed the hungry Sister Ke small bites, or
tilted a paper cup slightly so she could sip her herbal tea, replenishing her fluids and relieving
the greasiness and spiciness of the food.
And tonight, the most satisfying food was the chicken butt: a bite revealed a soft, oily texture, with
a crispy outer skin and a subtle charred aroma, complemented by a perfectly seasoned sauce and seasoning powder
… Mmm~ who says a skewer of chicken butts costing only 30 yuan can't taste as delicious as a fine steak?
Then, full and satisfied, we didn't forget the function of the plastic mattress and the extra-large pebble bathtub – soaking
in a pool of hot water, rubbing each other's backs, and chatting casually, interacting like a normal married couple, which made the journey…
Sister Ke, who had been by my side for six years, seemed pleased; and seeing her regain her cheerful and talkative expression, I thought that
Sister Ke's hidden HP bar must have recovered about 50-60%! Haha!
Meanwhile, Sister Ke's smartphone rang several times – just like Enen's honesty and frankness towards me, Frank
also learned that Sister Ke had a wealthy suitor surnamed Wang.
"He and I...it's nothing!" Sister Ke unlocked the phone by swiping her finger across the screen, then
handed it to me, nodding to indicate that I could freely check its contents.
"...We'll talk about it another time! Tonight...it's just time for you and me, it has nothing to do with him,
and there's no need to mention him!" But I trusted Sister Ke, just as I trusted Enen's loyalty to me;
after turning off Sister Ke's phone and putting it away, I casually picked up the wooden basin floating on the water
and poured another basin of warm water over Sister Ke.
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(3.)
After taking a bath, rinsing, brushing teeth, and rinsing your mouth, followed by a breath of fresh mouthwash,
the finish line of a full SOPP session naturally leads back to the dried and tidied light blue plastic mattress.
It's almost 2 a.m., hardly a good time for a woman to conceive, but more suitable
for sleep! However, after resting, Sister Ke, with a rosy and energetic smile, clearly had recovered
about 70-80% of her strength. She proactively pushed Frank down onto the plastic mattress and skillfully began her gentle
foreplay.
Unlike Ting's professional-level bedroom skills comparable to "high-class fish," or Ding Dang or Ji Ba Xuan's
predatory lust, Sister Ke possessed the patience and gentleness of a devoted wife,
yet she could still make you unable to resist, quickly achieving an erection and emitting moans.
Tonight, Sister Ke was unusually aggressive. "Is it comfortable, Master husband..." "Mmm, comfortable
..." After Frank's entire penis and testicles had enjoyed a gentle massage of saliva and lips
, Sister Ke rubbed her fully erect penis against the slit of her vulva while climbing onto my
chest and giving me a kiss, signaling that I should prepare for the next important step.
"Master, husband... I... I think my milk is engorged again... Please help me... okay?" As she spoke,
Sister Ke raised her upper body, placing my hands on her plump, soft breasts. Simultaneously,
she half-squatted, biting her lip as she looked down at the man's penis that her small hands were holding.
Then, most of the penis was thrust straight into Sister Ke's moist vagina, which she had just finished resting in one go...
"
Splat! Splat! Splat!..." Because Sister Ke's vagina was so wet tonight, even
the sound of the penis thrusting in and out had a heavy, wet quality.
This was one of Sister Ke's favorite mating positions: half-squatting with her feet slightly on tiptoe,
the rhythm of her movements, the penis penetrating her vagina, even forcefully pressing against her cervix
with each heavy thrust.
Frank's hands weren't idle either. "Milk sprayed out! Ah... Master, don't waste it... That
's fresh breast milk that only 'Little Lucky' and you can drink... Ah..." "Gurgle... Ah~ Hmm..."
At the same time, Frank gently clenched his hands into a C shape, then
aligned his thumbs and nipples with the index and middle fingers on the opposite sides. Next, he pressed his fingers down on his chest wall while sliding them along the direction of his nipples ... Then, 　　several streams of white milk sprayed
irregularly from Sister Ke's large, dark nipples, which were swollen with milk. 　　"Hmm..." After tasting the burst of breast milk in his mouth and the slightly sweet, fishy 　　flavor of the breast milk, Frank licked the remaining milk around his lips and suddenly became playful, starting to 　　randomly play with the breasts and nipples filled with breast milk. So, 　　small puddles of breast milk stains immediately splattered all 　　over Frank's body, the room walls, the plastic mattress, and the pebble bathtub next to him, which was still filled with water . 　　"Master husband... don't waste... my milk... when we get home... I can 　　... feed it to" Little Lucky "drink..." "Oh! But I just want to play like this, is that not allowed?" "No 　　... this lowly slave wouldn't dare say that... ah~", as he spoke, Frank 　　grabbed Sister Ke's breasts forcefully as if he wanted to crush them, causing Sister Ke to show a pained expression and scream, and 　　then see the diluted breast milk suddenly overflowing from between my fingers. 　　"Ah~ This lowly slave understands! Please, Master, husband... waste this lowly slave's milk as much as possible... let 'Little Lucky' 　　go hungry... because Mommy is naughty... and talks back... as a daughter... should be 　　punished and starved along with Mommy... ahhh..." "Well said... anyway, it's been a year... your breast milk... is just 　　mature milk for providing calories... it's time to... stop feeding and switch to formula... this way... it'll allow 　　your body... to focus on preparing for next year's conception... and have another baby..." Yes, this was Frank 　　's order, and it was also the plan that Sister Ke accepted—to extract 　　the last bit of fertility from Ke X Ling, who will be 46 next year, as a woman and a mother, and also to prove her love and loyalty to me. 　　However, the more excited Sister Ke became, the stronger her pungent body odor became. While 　　she was bending down and hugging me as I was being fucked and moaning, she smelled like a large lump of flesh that was about to rot as she was hugged by Frank 　　. 　　"Excuse me... I'm sorry to bother you! Dear guests, would you like your curtains... drawn down?" 　　Suddenly, a young woman who looked like a waitress appeared at the doorway and timidly asked. "No 　　, thank you! Just leave them drawn up like this! Ouch..." "Then... could you please keep your voices down 　　... so as not to disturb the other guests... thank you!" Ah, yes! Just before getting onto the mattress...

It was Frank who drew the curtain; and the scenes
of sex that had just unfolded were part of Frank's indoor exhibitionist BDSM game, deliberately broadcast for others to enjoy.
"You're so mean! Master, you're so bad..." After watching the young woman leave, Sister Ke couldn't help but
say to me coquettishly, "Hmph? You didn't have any objections just now, right? Besides, no one saw anything..."
"Nonsense! I... I'm exposed! My asshole, my pussy, and Master's penis and testicles, everything,
everything was seen!" Not long after the young woman left, a couple of loving guests walked down the corridor
, and I noticed that they couldn't help but glance into our room a few more times.
"Anything else?" I asked. "Anything else... I saw my master husband fucking me... fucking me hard...
tattooing my big ass... so that I can give birth to another
baby girl for my master husband next year... ah~", she said, her lewd words reaching a point of excitement. Even Sister Ke herself couldn't hold back anymore -
her nipples started leaking milk again, so she simply lay on top of Frank and started wriggling
her vagina around Frank's penis.
"I love you... baby... ah... almost out!" "Mmm, I love you too... master husband
... come... help Ling put on the dog collar and... leash... quick... ahh... the breeding bitch... is ready too
... let's climax together... let Ling... let the breeding bitch... get pregnant and give birth to puppies... ahh... uh..."
It was a little after 2 a.m. At the moment of ejaculation, my vision blurred and I lost consciousness for a few seconds; and when Frank
woke up, Sister Ke was still lying on top of me, panting and resting.
"Tonight...Ling is very happy...and joyful..." She didn't look up at me, as if
speaking directly to my heart. "Sorry...I haven't had time to spend with you properly lately!" "It's okay
..." Suddenly, Sister Ke raised her head, resting her chin on my chest, and continued speaking, "As long as my master
thinks of me, thinks of Ling, I will wait for you...for a lifetime, wherever you can find me..." "
Ha..." Hearing Sister Ke's words, I tilted my head back, unable to bear the bitterness in her words, which
rushed into my eyes, bringing a stinging pain that brought tears to my eyes. Frank's eyes were also wet with
tears.
Love can corrupt, love can make people obsessed, but love can also make people great; I had heard Sister Ke's words five or six
years ago, and they were deeply etched in my memory; now, they are still fresh in my mind, but people have changed.
Frank no longer loved only her, and she had already given birth to two litters of puppies for him
, abandoning her identity as a normal woman and willingly becoming just a breeding
bitch for him.
Love is hateful, love is regrettable. To the person who has accompanied me through this world of SM training games
! I thank you.
But that night, I didn't say "thank you" to Sister Ke. I just held her in my arms, tightly
, tightly, and...heartbrokenly...
Did Frank ultimately destroy a normal woman's self? Or did he bring her the happiness she wanted? Or
perhaps both? Breeding bitch, Sister Ke, which one is the one I'm truly holding in my arms?
(The End)

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