【Shujuan's Tragic Sex Slave Life】(15) 【Author: nana12345】

Author: nana12345
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15. A disgusting breakfast, being humiliated by four rich young ladies, smelling their stinky stockings and feet…
Just like that, I had several nightmares in a row and didn’t sleep well all night. I had just slightly opened my eyes when I
heard the guards outside shouting that it was time to wash up again, and then my door was opened again.
“Fuck your mother slut! Still lying in bed and not getting up, are you dreaming about being fucked again?” The guard cursed
as he pulled me up by the hair.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, this lowly slave didn’t mean to, I was just too tired yesterday.” I said as I
hurriedly got out of bed.
"Fuck you, I bet you haven't been fucked enough. Get out here, wash up, and go serve us
. We have customers waiting. Take your birth control pills, or we won't give you aphrodisiacs or orgasm suppressants anymore. The management department keeps coming
up with new rules... keeps coming up with new rules..." The guard yelled at me, then muttered to himself.
I took the pills.
God! They really don't give people a moment's rest. After washing up, I still have to serve customers, face
the humiliation and abuse of those perverted customers, and maybe even experience the horrific scene from yesterday. Hearing the guard say that, I almost broke
down.
I went out to wash up with the girls, the usual routine, and when I came back, the soles of my flesh-colored pantyhose
were soaked through from the washroom and toilet floors. My footprints were left on the cement floor. I knew
my feet were covered in the girls' urine and mouthwash. I felt so dirty, and for some reason,
my genitals started to get wet again.
After entering my cell, the guard slammed the door shut and immediately started cursing at me. "Fuck your mother,
you're addicted to wearing this cheongsam, aren't you? You slut, you think you deserve to wear a cheongsam every day? Take it off and put on today
's clothes." I was insulted like this as I took off the cheongsam, underwear, and stockings the guard had given me that day
, sitting naked on the bed.
"Are you fucking stupid? Fucked until you're stupid? Go find some clothes to wear! ...Didn't you bring any clothes?
In your suitcase! Are you waiting for me to bring you clothes every day? You stupid bitch, a born shit-eating slut!"
Hearing the guard say this, I quickly got off the bed and opened the suitcase I had brought. I hadn't opened it since I arrived.
When I opened it, a familiar smell of home wafted out, and I felt like crying.
"Wait, let me see what clothes you brought... This is fucking slutty, these clothes are fucking slutty... The crotch of your underwear
is so yellow, you're such a slut, you must be leaking liters of vaginal discharge every day... Fuck you, you don't have many decent clothes,
you're so fucking tacky, you really are a cheap slut from the countryside..." The guard said, rummaging through my suitcase and looking at my clothes
. "Put on this set of underwear... and this dress... and the pantyhose you just took off."
The guard pulled out a faded white bra and white lace panties from the suitcase and threw them at me, then
threw me a rose-red lace dress.
I picked up all these clothes from the village's garbage dump. The hem of the dress was frayed
, all discarded by wealthy families. Even the bra and panties were scavenged. Because I was so poor,
my sister supported me by working as a village prostitute. I couldn't even afford clean food, let alone clothes.
The guard then threw me a hair clip with yellow silk flowers on it. I
quickly dressed and sat on the bed, waiting for my fate.
"You're fucking slutty, a country bumpkin, I fucking want to fuck you to death," the guard said, stroking
my breasts, lifting my skirt, and touching my genitals, rubbing them hard. I didn't dare resist, just
silently enduring it. I don't know why, even though I knew the guard was humiliating me, I actually enjoyed the
feeling.
A while later, the girl who brought breakfast arrived—a large plate of rice and green vegetables. The guard wouldn't let me crawl through
the dog hole under the door to eat in the corridor; he made me eat in front of him.
Like a bitch, I ate in the cell. Suddenly, the guard took off one shoe and his socks, and stomped
his stinky foot, which looked like it hadn't been washed for days, onto my plate. "Eat!" the guard commanded.
I endured the humiliation, lying on the ground, eating the food from my plate while inhaling the stench of his stinky feet. Waves
of nausea churned in my stomach, but I had to force myself to swallow the
bland breakfast, which was completely devoid of flavor, mixed with the smell of his stinky feet.
"Knowing this breakfast isn't salty, I'll add some pickled vegetables for you, hahahaha," the guard said to me. "Aren't you
going to say thank you?"
I raised my head and said to the guard, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master."
"After you finish eating, lick my feet clean. There are still grains of rice on my feet, don't waste them. Not only rice grains,
but also years of grime from between my toes, hahahahaha..." Hearing the guard bully me like this, I felt wronged and wanted to cry.
The guard picked up a leaf of green vegetable with his toes, held it up, and said to me, "Come on, bitch, come and
grab it, come and eat it." I looked up, holding back my tears of grievance, and tried to reach
the leaf of green vegetable between the guard's toes with my mouth. But when I reached for it, his foot stepped back, deliberately making it out of my reach.
"Hahahaha, want some? Bark like a dog, come and call grandpa, hahahaha." I felt so wronged that I
really wanted to cry, but I could only silently endure it, holding back my tears.
"Woof woof woof... woof woof woof..." I knelt on the ground and barked like a dog.
"Fuck your mother, barking like a bitch! You don't even deserve to be a normal dog, if any dog knew, it would bite you to death!"
The guard slapped me hard across the face, speaking harshly.
"Woof woof woof... woof woof woof..." I added a touch of lewdness, coquetry, and coquettishness to my voice,
then I caught a piece of green vegetable between his toes and swallowed it, not daring to savor the taste for even a moment, putting myself...
My sense of taste went numb, and I swallowed quickly.
"Is it good?"
"Yes."
"What does it taste like?"
"It stinks."
"So disgusting."
I finished the food that the guard's stinky feet had stepped on, then slowly got up. I knew
I had to lick this disgusting man's disgusting feet. I slowly reached out and cupped his feet in my hands,
staring blankly at the filthy, foul-smelling foot. Trembling, I stuck out my tongue and slowly
licked from the heel to the toes. I tried to hold my breath because I was afraid I would faint if I smelled even a little bit of the odor
, but I couldn't hold my breath indefinitely. After holding my breath for a long time, a little odor suddenly sneaked into my nostrils. It
stank, it stank. There were no words to describe it, but I had to endure it because this was my
fate, the fate of a sex slave. I slowly licked his feet, my tongue gliding over his rough soles,
licking away the grime mixed with my saliva, swallowing it down, leaving only
traces of my saliva on his feet. After licking the man's feet, I began licking and sucking between his toes. Without waiting for
his command, I knew this was the next step; if I was slow, I feared I would be beaten and
suffer pain.
When I pried open his toes, they were grayish, filled with years of accumulated grime
. I gagged unconsciously, unable to bear it any longer, and turned my head away.
"Disgusting, isn't it? Dirty, isn't it? Stinking, isn't it? Haha, let me see how cheap you are! Lick it all clean, spotless
! If it's even slightly dirty, I'll burn your ass with a lighter. I'll make sure your ass is covered in blisters,
that your ass rots, haha!" the guard said to me.
I turned my back, deliberately avoiding looking at the area between his toes, even trying to forget
what I was licking, trying to cut off my brain and taste buds, and then imagining I was licking a
delicious dish, numbing my tongue. Then, bit by bit, I stuck out my tongue and licked
and sucked every filthy, disgusting spot between his toes. My tongue felt tiny particles; I
knew it was the filth from between this man's toes. I used my tongue to hook it, sucking the filth into my mouth,
swallowing it like a snack. It was salty. I felt so despicable. I found that whenever I thought of myself like this
, doing these disgusting things became easier. So I thought, I'm a whore, a slut
, a sex slave without any bottom line. I started holding this man's stinky feet, moaning, sucking hard, my genitals
flowing with a lot of fluid.
I licked for a long time, then mustered up the courage to take a look. It was clean. I raised my head and said to him, "Master,
your lowly slave has washed your feet. They're clean."
The guard looked down. "Hmm, not bad, clean, clean... Don't you find it smelly? Disgusting? Tell me
, what were you thinking just now? How did you do that? I'll interview you, haha. You're fucking slutty." "
I felt like a slutty bitch. Although I was smelly and disgusting, that was my food.
Washing my master's feet with my mouth was what I was supposed to do..." I looked up at him and slowly uttered these
words that I had made up in my mind.
"Alright, Grandpa will take you to see the guests now. It's time. By the way, let me tell you,
you'd better serve today's guests well. Today's guests are not ordinary rich people. They are rich, powerful, and have connections.
If you don't serve them well and make them angry, you should think about the consequences..." the guard threatened me
.
"I know, this lowly slave knows... Please rest assured, Master." I slowly replied, head held high, feeling as if my
voice was about to burst into tears.
The guard led me, barefoot and wearing a tattered rose-red lace dress and flesh-colored stockings, down the dark corridor.
There were no handcuffs or shackles on me. I wondered what today's client would be like, how he would torture me.
I thought about it, preparing myself. Suddenly, I felt a surge of anticipation. I fantasized about wearing such tattered clothes,
performing acts of drinking urine and eating feces in front of the client, licking their stinky feet, then sticking out my big white buttocks, spreading my labia
and anus, and letting the client fuck me hard. Being abused and humiliated was a prostitute's honor, the best experience to confirm that I was
a sex slave.
The guard led me into a magnificent, lavish room. Four girls
, about my age, sat on the sofa. They weren't men, nor old women; they were so beautiful, with such noble bearing, dressed
so fashionably, exuding an indescribable arrogance. I didn't even dare look them in
the eye. The moment I saw them, I felt incredibly inferior. Seeing my peers
so elegant, and then thinking of myself, a lowly toilet slave prostitute, an indescribable sense of inferiority
overwhelmed me. I lowered my head, my already reserved demeanor becoming even more pronounced. The guard told me to kneel
before them, and I, in my humility, knelt.
"My dear young ladies, Shujuan has brought you your food. Please enjoy yourselves. If you have any complaints, please
let me know, and we will handle them promptly. Ensuring your enjoyment here is our responsibility
..." the guard said respectfully to the four girls, who were my age.
"Get out of here, you're so long-winded! ... Leng Bao told us this place is more
fun than others. If it's not fun, we'll find him! We'll teach him a lesson he won't forget." One of the girls said impatiently
.
"Leng Bao is our senior manager. We received his orders, so we specially recommended the new
Shu Juan to you. Because she's new, she's very clean, but she's very experienced in being abused... Enough said. Okay,
I'll take my leave. The call bell is on the table, and the tools are in the cabinet..."
"Just leave when we tell you to! We'll find them ourselves!" the girl said impatiently to the guard.
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving." The guard rushed out and closed the door.
Only the four noble young ladies and I were left in the room. I knelt awkwardly on the floor, while they
sat on the sofa with their legs crossed.
One girl whispered to another, "So this is a sex slave? She's fucking slutty. It's the first
time I've ever seen a sex slave. Look at her clothes, they're practically tattered. So tacky, so cheap."
"Yeah, she's nowhere near as noble as us sisters. She's a disgrace to women. Being a prostitute isn't enough,
she's a toilet slave too. Her cunt is cheap, her mouth is cheap, her belly is cheap, her whole body is cheap." Another girl 　　chimed in.
"Look at that hair clip she's wearing, a big yellow flower. So fucking tacky." 　　Hearing them humiliate me like this, my already low self-esteem plummeted. 　　"Ahem… she's fucking slutty. Um… what's the name of that slut kneeling on the ground?" A 　　girl coughed twice, feigning composure, and coldly asked me, kneeling down. 　　"My name is Shujuan." 　　"Oh... Shujuan, huh? That's a pretty innocent name, and you're a slut at heart... I heard you're a 　　sex slave. What's a sex slave?... We don't quite understand. Can you tell us what a sex slave is? What 　　services do you offer that can make us happy? I heard the services here can make us happy... If the service isn't good, we'll call for 　　guards..." This girl deliberately asked me. As she finished speaking, another girl beside her 　　sneered. 　　Kneeling on the ground, I was asked this question by another girl, and I found it incredibly difficult to answer. 　　I didn't know how to say it, but for some reason, a slow, rising urge in my genitals was driving me 　　to become shameless, only then would my body feel satisfied. I raised my head and 　　slowly said to these four young ladies my age, "Sex slaves... are for customers to play with... for customers to abuse, for customers to humiliate, 　　for customers to have fun..." For some reason, I longed for these noble women to humiliate me, to humiliate me in the most perverse ways. 　　It would make me feel degraded, and the pleasure would be even greater. I don't know what was wrong with me; was 　　the fluid flowing from my genitals brainwashing me? 　　"Listen to this, how shameless! I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless. We're asking you, 　　do you deserve to be abused and humiliated by us? Do you know what kind of person you are? Do you know how noble we are? 　　We could kill you with a single spit from us," one of the girls said to me. 　　"I know, so please treat me like the lowest of the low, so I'll know I'm just 　　a lowly bitch," I replied, panting. My lust had been aroused by their humiliation, and 　　I was losing control of myself, losing all sense of shame. 　　"How old are you?" one of the girls asked. 　　"Eighteen." " 　　About our age... Heh, look at us, and look at yourself. You don't even deserve to live in this world. You're 　　only fit to be a toilet slave, otherwise you'd be wasting food. Didn't you say you'd serve us? Come and serve us. 　　Haha." 　　Hearing this girl say that, I desperately wanted to turn my sexual fantasies into reality. I don't know why, but I 　　desperately wanted to clean their genitals with my tongue. We're the same age, yet I'm so lowly. They're rich heiresses 　　, and I'm just a sex slave from a poor rural area. I have no right to compare myself to them. In front of them, I 　　only deserve to be insulted like this. 　　I slowly crawled to them on my knees and asked, "Ladies and gentlemen, who shall we begin our service?" 　　"From left to right, one by one. Let us see how you serve us. If you don't serve well, you're dead 　　." 　　Hearing this, I was terrified. I knew the punishments in this perverted place were horrific, 　　but for some reason, the more they said that, the more fluid flowed from my genitals. I felt my labia slowly 　　opening, my vagina twitching slightly, and even the muscles around my anus tingling. "Yes, Master, this lowly 　　slave will serve you all well..." I replied slowly. 　　I knelt and moved to the girl on my left, raising my hands to pull down her pants so I 　　could clean her noble genitals with my tongue. A thought suddenly flashed through my mind: I'd never used my tongue 　　to clean the genitals of such a noble young lady before. I really wanted to use my tongue to clean their genitals, to 　　prove they were more noble than me… 　　Getting closer, I noticed how fine the material of her pants was; you could tell at a glance 　　they were expensive. I carefully reached out and touched her waistband, about to pull them down 　　, when suddenly she slapped my hand hard and shouted, "What the hell are you doing? Look, she's 　　being a pervert, trying to take off my pants!" The girls around me laughed and jeered, saying, 　　"Slut! You're so desperate for men, aren't you? You're so horny you even want to take off a woman's pants…" 　　Hearing them say this, I was momentarily at a loss, pulling my hands back and kneeling blankly before them. 　　"Do you know how much these pants cost? Even if you sold all the sluts here, you couldn't afford to pay for them! 　　Your filthy hands dare to touch my pants? Oh dear! You just dirtied my pants, you know that? 　　You pay for them! You pay for them! What are you going to do about it?" The other girls stared coldly at me, saying 　　, "You slut, are you playing dead? You dirtied someone's pants and you're not saying anything? You're really in big trouble now 　　. Do you know whose daughter Lily is? You dirtied her pants, you're asking for it. Aren't you going to talk 　　?" 　　I was terrified and didn't know what to do. I suddenly felt so alone, like no one in the world was helping me. A 　　chill of fear ran through my heart. Faced with this sudden calamity, this country girl really didn't know how 　　to escape. 　　"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, please have pity on me, please let me go, I really didn't mean to. 　　I wanted to clean your genitals with my tongue, so I had to take off my pants. I didn't mean to, please let me go." I 　　pleaded with them, their expressions cold. 　　"Listen to that, how shameless! You haven't had enough of a man's dick, and you want to lick... lick a girl's 　　genitals... We can't even say that. Do you even know what shamelessness is? 　　Cleaning our genitals with your tongue? With your stinking mouth, we're afraid we'll catch a gynecological disease." After Sister Lily finished speaking, the people next to her...

The girls burst into laughter. "I heard she's even eaten feces with that mouth of hers. Toothpaste isn't enough anymore, she needs toilet
cleaner to brush her teeth... Hahahaha..."
I listened to their humiliation with my head down, not daring to say a word, wanting to quietly wait for the girl to calm
down.
"Hey, Shujuan, come and serve us again. Is that all you've got? Aren't you so cheap? If you serve us well
, I won't make you pay for your pants, understand? Look at me, okay? Call me Sister Lili, this is Sister Lingling, this is
Sister Tingting, this is Sister Wenwen." The girl introduced them to me as she spoke. "Remember! Don't be
disrespectful! Idiot!" Sister Lili said to me, then cursed me again.
"Sister Lili, this lowly slave understands." I endured the humiliation and replied timidly. There was also a girl named
Wenwen here, but this Wenwen was a rich young lady, while the other Wenwen was a sex slave to be played with, a
human milk cow kept in a prison cell. I sighed inwardly.
"Come on! Come on! Serve us, show us all your skills, let us see
how slutty you are, hahaha..." Sister Lily said.
I was like a fool, being ridiculed and humiliated like this. I heard this girl telling me to hurry up
and serve her, and I didn't dare to delay even a moment, afraid that she would get angry again in the next second.
I thought that besides using my mouth to clean a woman's genitals, I would also use my mouth to wash a customer's feet. Although it was very humiliating,
it was also a form of punishment and coercion. Moreover, the excitement in my genitals drove me to do more things that made me feel degrading
. I was already controlled by this feeling and couldn't extricate myself. I slowly reached out and held Sister Lily's high heels.
The leather was shiny, and the quality looked like very high-end shoes. I didn't even dare to think that I could own such shoes
, but this girl who was the same age as me was wearing them. I knew Lily's stockinged feet were
inside these shoes, smelling awful and filthy, with mud between her toes—all
snacks for this slut like me. These thoughts involuntarily surfaced in my mind…
"What are you doing, you bitch? Staring at my shoes and can't take your eyes off them? Let me tell you, these are specially
made limited editions from Italy, you can't afford them even if you keep staring… You can't
afford to pay for them if you get them dirty, don't blame me this time… But my shoes have been scratched by your claws
, what are you going to do about it?…"
"Lily, please don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll lick them clean for you right now…" I quickly replied, terrified
.
I held Lily's high heels in my hands and started licking them, from the upper to the heel, until
the entire shoe was soaked in my saliva and shiny. After I finished licking, I told Sister Lily, "This lowly slave has licked your shoes
clean."
"Damn it, it would have been better if you hadn't licked them at all. Now that you've licked them with your stinky mouth, I'll have to scrub them several times when I get home."
The other girls were laughing at me. After Sister Lily finished speaking, she threw the high heels she was carrying onto the ground, revealing her
black short stockings.
"Lily, please put your shoes on, okay? They stink!" said the girls next to her, all covering their noses
.
"Why are you all covering your noses? I bet you all that this stinking bitch loves this smell,
do you believe me?" Lily said.
"We believe you. We heard she even eats poop, this little smell is nothing to her, right, you slut?" Tingting said.
I knelt on the ground, knowing they were deliberately humiliating me. Helplessly, I timidly said, "Yes,
I like it."
"Did you hear that? I knew it! Quick, smell our feet one by one, hahaha!" Tingting said.
"Everyone take off your shoes and let this bitch smell them all." The girls all took
off their shoes upon hearing Tingting's words.
I slowly lifted Lily's feet in my hands and brought her stockinged feet to my nose. I never expected such a
noble girl's feet to be so smelly. The base of her stockings and the soles of her feet were damp and soaked with sweat
. I inhaled the stench of Lily's feet deeply, and my genitals became increasingly aroused. I
couldn't control myself and began sucking on Lily's stockinged toes, licking
the soles of her stockinged feet with my tongue.
"Look, look, to be a woman like this, it's truly unbelievable… Come and smell ours,"
Lingling said from the side.
I knelt and shuffled to Lingling's side, cupping her feet in my hands. Lingling was wearing flesh-colored pantyhose,
the bottom of which was a bit black. As soon as I brought my nose close, an indescribable sour, stench assaulted my nostrils.
I coughed twice, then tried to sniff harder.
"What kind of smell is this, you stinking bitch?" Lingling asked me.
"Stinky, really stinky, bitches like it..." I said.
"Then smell it properly. Hahahaha."
After I finished smelling, I started licking Lingling's stockinged feet.
After smelling Lingling's feet, I crawled to Tingting's side. Tingting was wearing white lace ankle stockings.
Just as I was about to smell them, Tingting said to me, "Stinking bitch, wash my feet, don't smell them, just wash them."
I agreed, reaching out to take off Tingting's stockings and wash her feet with my mouth. Tingting said, "
What do you want, you filthy bitch? I told you to wash my feet with your pussy, why are you offering your stinky mouth?" The girls next to us
laughed and said, "Tingting, you're so perverted, we didn't even notice."
"So what? Since we paid, we should have a good time. You filthy bitch, take off your socks and lift up your skirt
! Let us see how big your pussy has been fucked!" Tingting said to me.
I trembled and endured the humiliation as I pulled my pantyhose and underwear down to my knees, and then lifted up my dress, revealing my
not-so-thick pubic hair. Lingling said to me, "Lie down on the ground! How am I supposed to wash like this!" So I lay down
on the ground, my buttocks facing Tingting.
"Look! Your pussy is all wet, you born masochistic bitch, are you enjoying being scolded?" Tingting said
as she put her feet on my genitals, kicking and rubbing my genitals with both feet alternately. I, who was already very excited,
let out bursts of moaning.
"Scream, scream! You filthy bitch, we love hearing you scream! Hahahaha." The girls all laughed loudly.
Tingting stuck out her big toe and forcefully thrust it into my vagina. I was so excited I couldn't
stop moaning.
Tingting said to me, "You filthy bitch, I forgot to tell you, I have athlete's foot. If I get it on you, it'll become
vaginal odor, making your vagina itchier every day, hahaha. Aren't you going to thank me?"
"Thank you, Sister Tingting, thank you, Sister Tingting," I said between moans.
"Come on, get up, lick me clean, my feet are covered in your vaginal fluid! It's disgusting!" Tingting
said to me.
I slowly sat up, holding Tingting's feet covered in my vaginal secretions, and licked them hard
. The smell was so pungent. As I sucked on the stench of Tingting's feet and ate the sticky fluid from my own genitals,
being insulted and abused by a rich girl my own age, I felt this was truly the highest level of being a whore. I was so intoxicated,
so intoxicated.
After I finished licking Tingting's feet, Tingting told me to hurry up and smell Wenwen's feet so as not to waste time. I crawled
up to Wenwen, ready to hold her light gray pantyhose-clad feet, but Wenwen said, "Don't let me smell them."
"Wenwen, don't be shy, just have fun. Nobody at home knows, don't be afraid."
"No, I just don't want to anymore, you guys play..." Wenwen said.
"What a spoilsport, ignore her, let's play." Tingting said from the side, "You bitch, you've smelled our feet,
smell your own..."
Hearing Tingting's words, I said okay, and then sat down, lifted my feet, and lowered my head to smell them.
"Look! Look how dirty this bitch's socks are! They're completely black! They're so smelly and stinky! ...
How long has it been since you washed these socks?"
"I just put them on. I don't wear shoes here, I walk around barefoot... I did when I washed up in the morning,
and when I went to the toilet, so they're dirty..." I said timidly.
"You went to the toilet barefoot too! You stepped in pee, didn't you?"
"Yeah." I lowered my head in shame.
"You're so fucking slutty! Show us what you're made of, lick your pee-covered feet! Take off your socks and lick them!"
Lingling said.
I took off my socks, held my feet, and prepared to lick them. As I brought my nose closer,
I smelled a stench. I hadn't washed my feet since leaving the village, and they smelled awful. But there was nothing I could do;
I had to obey my guest's orders. I opened my mouth and sucked hard on my toes, savoring the stench
. I'd never licked my own feet before; today I'd been awakened to it. I think I liked the feeling.
Maybe in the future, when no one's around, I'll secretly lick my stinky feet, because it makes me feel
even more despicable and excited.
"You slut! Where did you buy your clothes? They're so tacky! And the edges are torn!" Lily
asked, crossing her legs.
I put down my feet and told Lily, "I didn't buy them; I picked them up at the garbage dump outside the village."
"Ah?!" Several girls exclaimed in unison, stunned. Lily asked me again, "Why?"
"Because my family is too poor. We can't even afford food, let alone clothes. We can't compare to you rich ladies.
My sister and I scavenge clothes from the garbage dump and eat leftovers from wealthy families... My sister supports me by selling herself...
and then I was sold here so my sister could have a better life..." I said, lowering my head, feeling
incredibly inferior in front of them.
"How pitiful! It's unbelievable that someone lives like this, even though we're all the same age... sigh," Tingting said from the side, and
the other girls also showed expressions of sympathy.
"We only thought you were a sex slave here, we didn't realize you were so pitiful. We only cared about our own pleasure, we didn't
think... sigh... we're all girls the same age... how much do they pay you a month here?"
Lingling chimed in.
"Not a penny. The money from selling me all went to my sister," I said softly, head bowed.
"Ah!!!! Not a penny!!! These people are awful. You're like this... they
don't even give you a penny?!" Lily exclaimed.
"It's alright, it's all fate. My job is to take good care of you all, don't pity me..." I secretly
shed tears and cried, thinking to myself that they were still kind.
"Shujuan, what do you want to eat? Tell the sisters, and they'll ask them to make it." Lily said to me.
"I don't want to eat anything, I ate when I woke up." Thinking of my breakfast,
the breakfast mixed with the guard's smelly feet, I wanted to cry even more, but I didn't want to say it.
I saw the three girls whispering to each other for a while, I didn't know what they were saying. After they finished whispering,
Tingting said to me, "Shujuan, the sisters asked the guard to make some spaghetti with imported ingredients, wait a moment."
I saw Lingling pick up the phone on the table and talk to the guard.
I burst into tears, repeatedly saying, "Thank you..."
"Quickly put on your socks, I'm sorry, we shouldn't have done that just now." Lingling said, then got up and helped
me up, told me to put on my pantyhose and underwear, then told me to sit with them on the sofa, and took out tissues to
wipe my tears. I kept sobbing, saying, "Thank you, you're all so kind."
A moment later, the door opened, and the guard came in with a naked girl carrying a fragrant bowl of spaghetti:
"Ladies, why did you only order one bowl of noodles? Was the fun going well? Did this slut misbehave?"
"Fuck you! You made her...make...this, without paying a single penny, bullying her...
we know! This bowl of noodles is for Shujuan, is it any of your business? We felt so sorry for her."
"We were wrong, we were wrong, we didn't know what you were saying, I have to
go now."
"Get out of here!" Lily said.
The guard dashed out and closed the door.
"Shujuan, eat up, you've never eaten this before, have you?" Lingling asked me.
"Okay, you guys eat, it must be very expensive, I can't afford it, I dare not... I appreciate your kindness, but I
can't afford it..."
"You eat, this noodle dish is on us, we eat it often, it doesn't cost much." Lily said, handing over her bowl.
She handed it to me. I slowly took the bowl, picked up the fork, and took a bite. It smelled so good !
"Shujuan, this way of eating is a bit too monotonous. We sisters have a better way of eating it. Shall we make it for you?"
Tingting said.
"Okay," I replied stupidly, and put the bowl in Tingting's outstretched hand. Tingting took
my bowl and got off the sofa. I watched, wondering what she was going to do.
I saw Tingting get off the sofa, put the bowl on the floor, and this scene seemed familiar. Then Tingting took off her pants
, squatted on the bowl, and poured a stream of dark yellow urine into the bowl of spaghetti. I stared blankly as
I watched her get up, pull up her pants, and then hand me the bowl of spaghetti soaked in yellow urine.
"Here, Shujuan, this is the best way to eat it." Just moments ago I was thanking them profusely
, but now I was completely taken aback. I blankly accepted the bowl of spaghetti soaked in urine. "Shujuan, do you know why Sister Tingting
peed in her noodles?" Lingling asked me.
"No," I whispered.
"Although we know you're pitiful, this noodle is so precious, we were worried you
wouldn't be able to digest it. Peeing in it is more in line with your status, so you'll eat it healthily…
Don't you think we're right? Isn't that a good idea?"
Hearing this, my hands trembled. I knew they weren't pitying me at all, but had conspired to deliberately
humiliate me. I was so sad and wronged. Holding the noodles, my hands trembled as I blankly said to them,
"Thank you, sisters. You're all thinking of me, you're all doing this for my own good."
"Then hurry up and eat, it'll get cold soon, you're so pitiful. Drink the soup too," Lily said.
I trembled as I twirled the spaghetti with my fork, staring at the now-unappealing
pasta, my whole body shaking.
"Eat quickly... Shujuan, are you unhappy?" Tingting asked.
"Happy... happy..."
"If you're happy, smile and eat with a smile," Lingling said.
"Mmm... mmm..." I tried to force a smile, slowly putting the spaghetti into my mouth
. The previous fragrant taste was gone, replaced by a mouthful of a pungent, salty taste—so salty,
even bitter. I pretended to enjoy it, chewing slowly, then swallowing hard.
"Is it good?" Tingting asked.
"Good," I replied.
"If it's good, eat it quickly."
"Mmm."
I was filled with shame, digging my fork into the pasta, taking large bites,
smiling as I ate, saying "Good" after each swallow. I deliberately numbed myself, trying to make myself
feel like I was eating a feast.
"Don't just eat the noodles, drink some pee too," Lingling said.
"Okay." I picked up the bowl and gulped down the yellowish pee, then continued
eating, eager to finish the awful spaghetti as quickly as possible. Perhaps I ate too fast, because I choked on a
mouthful of pee and noodles, spitting it all over Lingling and Lily. Lily and Lingling immediately stood up
and wiped the noodles off themselves with tissues.
"Ah?!!!! Shujuan, you've soiled all our clothes! What are we going to do?! We kindly
bought you noodles, how could you do this? These were custom-made in Italy!"
I put the noodles on the ground, then knelt down in front of them, saying, "Sisters, please, please
let me go! Please, sisters! I'm just a sex slave, a poor kid from the countryside, I can't compare to you sisters
, please don't hold it against me, please let me go!"
"Let you go?! How can we let you go?! You heartless thing, you're truly pitiful yet
hateful, born with a cheap life, you don't deserve anyone's pity!" Lily's face suddenly changed, and she
said fiercely to me.
"You're really despicable, you wasted our kindness, and we still pity you, you ruined our clothes and
didn't even say sorry, you're a truly uncultured country bitch, you even spat out the noodles we bought, you filthy bitch!"
Tingting said from the side.
Hearing them say that, I stared at them blankly and desperately. "Okay, I'll throw up, I'll throw up...
I just beg you to let me go..." I said desperately to them, then I dug my throat hard with my fingers,
making tears stream down my face. A series of dry heaves followed, and suddenly I vomited up mouthfuls of noodles
into the bowl in front of me.
"Sisters, I've already thrown up, please let me go, I really can't afford to pay for this. You're so noble,
please don't stoop to my level, please..." I pleaded, almost crying with fear
.
"No! Call the guards!" Lily said. Then Lily picked up the phone and called the guards. I knelt on the ground, begging
them, "No, no!"
A moment later, the door opened, and several guards came in. One of them kicked me as soon as he entered, yelling, "You motherfucker
, you ungrateful slut!"
"Grandmas, grandmas, please calm down. We've already compensated for the clothes and the garden, so today's expenses are waived.
There's ten thousand euros in this money box. Please take it back and buy some things. We're so sorry
, so sorry! We'll punish this bitch properly when we get back. We didn't expect to make you all so angry."
"Hmph! Let's see if you can do anything!" Lily said, taking the money.
"Alright then, we're leaving. When we get back, transfer the money for the clothes to our account. You have three
days!" After Tingting finished speaking, the girls slammed the door and left.
Hearing this, I knew I was doomed. I trembled all over, forgetting even how to cry. The room
was quiet, with only me and a few burly guards. It was so quiet you could hear someone breathing.
"You filthy bitch, drink that bowl on the ground yourself!" a guard said coldly.
I didn't dare utter a sound, immediately picked up the bowl, and gulped down my own vomit. I desperately tried not
to choke, not to vomit, to drink it all, to drink it all, even though it tasted awful. My heart...
He muttered to himself. It tasted awful, sticky, sour, and disgusting, but if he didn't drink it, he
was definitely going to die. He tried to figure out how to quell their anger, but he knew this was just the
beginning of punishment.
He finished drinking, panting heavily, clutching his chest, and put the bowl on the ground. Before he could even react, several
guards rushed over. Some grabbed his hair, while others slapped him countless times across the face
. He felt like he was being beaten to death. He screamed and begged, but it was no use.

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