A pregnant woman gradually becomes a sex slave - 17 chapters in total

Night quietly enveloped the bustling city, countless lights, streetlights, and car headlights reflecting each other, forming long, winding lines, creating a lively and crowded scene. Amidst the towering skyscrapers, a dim, yellow light pierced through a window. Clothes were scattered on the floor of the room, and on the double bed, a naked couple lay locked in passionate lovemaking. "Mmm...darling...hug me..." the woman gasped, her long hair disheveled.
I opened my arms and embraced her fair, delicate body, simultaneously capturing her soft, sensual lips with mine, my hands gently caressing her full, smooth breasts. With continued stimulation, her pink nipples slowly swelled and hardened in my hands. I moved my hands away and gently sucked and licked them. "Mmm...ha...ah..." she murmured, clinging tightly to my head. I moved my fingers down her smooth skin, savoring her fragrance and warmth. Then, I gently parted her legs, buried my head between them, and extended my tongue to lick her delicate clitoris and sensitive nipples, while simultaneously thrusting my fingers into her honeyed depths. "Ah...so...so good...mmm..." she couldn't help but moan joyfully, breathing heavily. Knowing the time was ripe, I went all in, inserting my hard, erect penis into her warm, slippery honeyed passage, which was gushing with love juice, and launching a relentless assault. She soon reached orgasm, while I savored the endless pleasure brought by her wonderful little hole. We fought wildly for dozens of rounds, losing track of time. Finally, exhausted and drenched in sweat, we collapsed onto the bed, embracing each other tightly, and fell into a deep sleep.
My name is Jiang Lihuan, and I work for a technology company. Amid the global financial crisis, the once-envied "tech tycoon" aura has faded considerably, and salaries have shrunk significantly. However, I still managed to keep my job and didn't become unemployed. Thinking about this, I always feel very lucky and happy. The woman beside me is Lan Qiaoying, a close confidante who holds a special place in my heart besides my parents.
We met at a friend's birthday party. That day, she immediately caught my eye: long, slightly wavy hair, a beautiful face, fair skin, a slender figure, and a perfect body—truly a natural beauty. I mustered up the courage to strike up a conversation with her and found we clicked quite well. When I took her home after the party, we exchanged contact information. From then on, I sent her caring greetings every day. After half a year of effort, I finally won her heart and she accepted my pursuit. Later, we rented a small apartment as our intimate love nest. We were inseparable, our relationship was so deep, we couldn't live without each other, and we even indulged in intense sexual games...
(Part 1)
Last Saturday, the weather was beautiful, and Qiaoying and a few of her girlfriends went on a two-day trip to a hot spring resort. Traveling alone with several women was rather awkward and inconvenient, so I ended up just staying home. After getting ready, I was about to head out to buy some necessities when my phone rang. It was my old friend Zhu Zhenyi calling. We've known each other since high school, for over ten years now. He said, "Hey! Brother, if you're free tomorrow, don't go anywhere else. I'll take you somewhere to broaden your horizons and maybe introduce you to someone."
I thought for a moment, figuring I had nothing better to do at home, and agreed, "Sure! Tell me the time and place later, see you there!"
Hanging up, I drove to the restaurant, pushing my shopping cart, weaving through the dazzling displays, carefully selecting items. Turning into a passageway, I saw only one woman, slumped over the handle of her shopping cart, motionless. I instinctively felt something was wrong and rushed over to see what was happening. I discovered she was a pregnant woman wearing a pale yellow floral dress, clutching her stomach, her face contorted in pain, her cart overflowing with food and daily necessities. I reached out and took her arm, saying, "Madam, what's wrong? Do you need help?" She looked at me with her fair, beautiful face contorted in pain, her brows furrowed, and said, "I... my stomach... hurts so much..."
I quickly said, "I'll take you to the hospital." The pregnant woman nodded and obediently let me help her out. At the exit, the security guard scanned her briefly with the machine to make sure there were no smuggled goods, then waved us away.
I helped her into the car, supporting my pregnant belly, and drove straight to the hospital. She seemed a little better and said to me, "Sir, thank you so much." I politely replied, "You're welcome. Are you about to give birth? Why are you alone? Isn't your husband here?" She said slowly, "No, my due date is still a month and a half away. My husband is on a business trip abroad and won't be back until next week."
Ten minutes later, the car arrived at the hospital. As soon as I helped her into the emergency room, a nurse came over and said, "Sir, go register, we'll take her." After registering at the counter, I turned back towards the examination room. The nurse from before said to me, "Give me your pregnancy handbook."
I was completely baffled, having no idea what that meant, and simply followed the nurse into the room. The pregnant woman was lying on the examination chair, her skirt lifted, her legs resting on the supports on either side, her lower body naked. When she saw me come in, she exclaimed, "Ah!" Realizing my rudeness, I quickly turned around. At that moment, the nurse pulled the curtain closed, blocking me from view, and said, "Where's the handbook? Give it to me quickly!" Just as I was at a loss, the pregnant woman behind the curtain said, "The handbook is in my purse."
I then remembered that I had left her purse in the car and repeatedly said, "Excuse me, please wait a moment, I'll get it right away."
Back in the car, I took out my purse and searched around as I walked. Finally, I found a booklet in the inner compartment, took it out, and saw it was exactly what I was looking for. I looked at the name written on it; it read three characters: Zhong Biying. Returning to the examination room, I handed the handbook to the nurse. She took it and scolded, "What kind of husband are you? Don't you know this handbook is meant to be carried at all times? You need it for every examination! Honestly!"
I was filled with grievance and wanted to explain, but in the end, I didn't say anything. If she knew the truth, I wonder what she would say! I stood there letting her grumble, but a sweet feeling welled up inside me: it wouldn't be bad to have such a beautiful wife! The thought of possessing Zhong Biying flashed through my mind.
(Part Two)
After a short while, a female doctor and nurse, both around fifty years old, turned and emerged from behind the curtain. As soon as the doctor saw me, he said, "It's alright, nothing serious, but she shouldn't be too tired right now. What did she do before coming to the hospital?" I answered truthfully, "She went to the supermarket to shop." The doctor said seriously, "She's pregnant now. How could you let her do heavy work? She exerted herself too much just now, which might have affected the fetus. I'll prescribe some medicine. When we get back, have her move around a bit when she doesn't feel tired, but she can't do any strenuous work!"
I replied, "Yes, yes. I definitely won't let her do any rough work." The doctor handed me the prescription and said, "Go to the pharmacy to get the medicine. Let her rest here for a while, and leave when she feels better." After
I got the medicine, I saw that it was two small bottles. Looking at the instructions on the medicine bag, I realized it was for preventing miscarriage and replenishing qi. Back in the examination room, only the nurse was still there. She gestured for me to help Biying leave. She was still lying on the examination chair with her legs wide open, but she was already wearing white underwear. When she saw me, she was about to call out, but I quickly put my finger to my lips. Biying's face instantly turned crimson, and she turned away shyly. I walked to her side and said gently, "Are you feeling better?" Biying turned back and looked at me with bright eyes, nodding at the same time. I gently lowered her legs and helped her sit up, bent down to pick up her white cloth shoes, and helped her put them on her fair but slightly swollen feet. Then, with the help of me and the nurse, we slowly walked out of the examination room.
As soon as we left the hospital, Biying said gently and kindly, "Thank you, I'm sorry for earlier." I pretended not to understand and asked, "What do you mean?" Her face flushed again, and she lowered her head and whispered, "I made you get scolded for nothing." I smiled and said, "It was worth getting scolded for you. Your husband is truly blessed to have such a beautiful woman as his wife."
Biying's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head even further, clearly liking this kind of praise. She said shyly, "What are you talking about? Do you often praise other women like that?" After getting into the car, she continued, "Could you tell me your name?" I replied, "Don't mention it, my surname is Jiang, the Jiang of the Sheep, just call me Xiao Jiang."
She politely said, "Xiao Jiang, that's a nice name, and easy to remember. Are you married?" I briefly introduced myself and my desire to remain single. Bi Ying agreed, saying, "Then you must have quite a few women, right?" I laughed, "Yes! I have a few. You find that strange, don't you?" "No way! It's a person's right to live their life however they want. Someone as nice as you would be a wonderful girlfriend or lover." She said, a longing look on her face. Recalling the scene in the examination room earlier, I tentatively said, "I'm so sorry about earlier. I didn't expect you to be so beautiful and sexy."
Bi Ying didn't understand for a moment, her sparkling eyes staring at me. Then, she understood the meaning behind my words, her face flushed, and she said, "You're so naughty." "Why blame my hospital for not managing things properly!" I argued. She was silent for a moment, then said, "They all thought you were my husband, so of course they didn't stop me. It was so embarrassing." After saying that, she pulled up her skirt to cover her exposed thighs. I pressed my advantage, saying, "Don't cover it up anymore, I saw everything just now, and..." I stopped there, and Biying understood what I meant. Overwhelmed with shame, she feigned anger, saying, "You're so mean, stop talking!" I stopped teasing her and changed the subject: "The medicine is already in my purse. Also, if you want to buy anything, I can buy it for you and bring it over later." "Oh! No need for that. By the way! How much did it cost you to register and pick up the medicine?" she asked, remembering the matter.
How could I ask her for money? I quickly replied, "Helping others and expecting something in return isn't true helping. It wasn't much, don't worry about it."
Back at Biying's house, I personally helped her inside, saying, "Write down a prescription, and I'll bring it over tomorrow. Also, write down my phone number; contact me if you need anything." "No, thank you so much. I'll rest for a few days and then buy it myself," she politely declined, but still wrote down my phone number. Looking at her beautiful face, and noticing the deep cleavage revealed by her open neckline as she bent over to write, I said, "If you keep being so polite, I'll have to get rude to you!" Biying was startled and looked up at me. "Just kidding," I laughed. "Don't take it seriously."
She knew I was joking, and her face flushed again. I sat down beside her and said, "Since you're calling me Xiao Jiang, why are you being so polite? Hurry up and write!"
Biying looked at me with gratitude and began writing the shopping list. After finishing, she handed it to me, saying, "Xiao Jiang, thank you so much! I don't know how to thank you!" Her embarrassed and flustered appearance made my heart flutter. I took the order, grabbed her hand, and said, "You're welcome. If you really want to thank me..." I then kissed her beautiful cheek and continued, "That's my thanks. I'll take my leave now. Contact me if you need anything. Don't forget to take your medicine on time and get plenty of rest." She covered the spot where I had been kissed, looking at me with a surprised, angry, and shy expression. I made a face at Biying and turned to leave, wondering what she would say to try and persuade me to stay, but she didn't. She only said, "Be careful, drive carefully."
I checked the time; it was already past 3 PM. This unexpected incident left me with nothing to buy, so I went to the supermarket to shop. I left carrying six large bags, returned to my apartment, and called Zhu Zhenyi again, asking him to help prepare some SM-themed AV DVDs and other items. We chatted for a while before hanging up.
(Part Three)
The next morning, I delivered the items to Biying's house. She thanked me profusely and then went to pour water for me. After she sat down, I asked, "Are you feeling better?" She handed me the money and said, "Yes! Much better." We chatted for a while, and seeing that it was almost noon, I invited her, "Let's go! I'll treat you to lunch." She was quite surprised and said, "No need! I'll just cook at home." "It's alright, it's my treat today. Let's go!" I continued to invite Biying, and she finally felt embarrassed to refuse, so she said, "Okay! Please wait a moment, I'll go change my clothes."
When Biying came out again, she had changed into a pink embroidered dress. We ate at a small restaurant nearby, which was quite famous and therefore packed with customers. Medical reports indicated that pregnant women were prone to frequent urination, and sure enough, Biying went to the toilet three times during the meal, which also gave me the opportunity to drug her. This aphrodisiac was prepared for me by Zhenyi, and it was said to be very effective. Holding the drug in my hand, I struggled internally for a long time, but finally couldn't resist the temptation and secretly put the drug in my water glass. When Biying returned, she directly picked up the water glass and drank it. After seeing her take the aphrodisiac, I paid the bill and left the restaurant with her.
Soon after, Biying began to feel hot all over and kept squirming. I knew the drug had taken effect, but instead of rushing her home, I took her to the park, using the excuse of getting some exercise and fresh air so she wouldn't be cooped up at home all day. Biying took my hand and we strolled under the shade of the trees. As her face gradually flushed and her breathing became rapid, I pretended to be kind and suggested, "Sit down and rest for a while!"
Biying nodded in agreement. I spread my coat on a stone bench and said, "Sit down! You won't catch a cold this way." She was grateful and, with great affection, slowly sat down. I placed my hand on her shoulder; she trembled slightly but didn't resist. Then I gently pulled her closer; she resisted slightly but still obediently leaned on my shoulder. I took her small, white hand; she pulled it back slightly but didn't break free. I said, "Why are you being so formal?" Biying said in a conflicted tone, as if she had met someone she had known for a long time, "This...this isn't right..." I stroked her arm, which was exposed under her short-sleeved dress, and gently kissed her forehead, which exuded a faint fragrance. I said, "Biying, do you know how beautiful you are? Actually, I'm not as good as you think. I get impulsive when I see a beautiful woman." I kissed her again after saying that. Biying was trembling slightly, stirred by the desire aroused by the aphrodisiac. She tried her best to control herself and said in a trembling voice, "Men are all the same...otherwise...they wouldn't be men...Do you really think I'm beautiful like this?" "Of course. Besides being beautiful, you also have a lot of mature charm." As I spoke, I kissed her from her face, slowly moving to her lips. Biying was startled and pulled away. I whispered in her ear, "You're wet down there, aren't you?" She trembled even more violently, her instinctive modesty making her blush and say, "Let's go..."
I lifted Biying's chin, looking at her blushing face with passionate and loving eyes, signaling to her, then slowly approached her trembling lips. She understood what I was about to do and quickly pulled away, saying, "No...don't...someone will see..." I turned her head back to me, and she looked at me with a panicked yet expectant gaze, trying to avoid my eyes. Then she sighed and closed her eyes resignedly. My lips pressed tightly against Biying's lips, her body convulsed, and her hands gripped my shirt tightly. When my tongue licked between her slightly parted lips, her defenses faltered for a moment before opening wide, her body relaxing considerably. The hand gripping my shirt moved to caress my chest, while the other hand wrapped around my waist. She extended her soft tongue, intertwining and entwining with mine. When I gently bit her tongue, she groaned, and her body began to writhe. I placed my hand on Biying's chest and realized she wasn't wearing a bra under her dress. She grabbed my hand, broke free from my passionate kiss, and looked at me with eyes full of desire and pleading, shaking her head and saying, "No...no...we can't do this..."
Before she could finish, I kissed her lips again, simultaneously squeezing her soft and elastic breasts. "Ah..." Biying moaned, as if giving up resistance, hugging me tightly with both hands, her tongue actively entering my mouth and entwining with mine. I kneaded her full, soft breasts without any resistance, feeling the buds gradually hardening in my palms.
After a while, my hand slid down to her thighs. Biying suddenly grabbed my restless hand and said softly, "Xiao Jiang...don't...what if someone sees...I...I'll be too ashamed to face anyone..."
I said, "What if you get wet down there?" "I...I didn't...don't talk nonsense..." Biying blushed and protested. In fact, I believe she was well aware of her current situation. I laughed, "You're not being honest! Let me check..." I then made a gesture as if to touch her. She quickly covered her lower body and said, "No...no...please stop me...let's go back!"
I hugged her and said, "Biying, promise me you'll let me see if you're wet when we get back, or you'll have to show me here." She shook her head and said, "Please... I can't betray him." "I'm not forcing you to betray him. I just want to see what a pregnant woman looks like naked. Of course, it would be a lie to say I don't want to have sex with such a beautiful woman like you, but I will respect your wishes. I won't force you unless you're willing. Can you promise me?" I said somewhat shamelessly, forcing her. She said with difficulty, "I look awful like this, what's there to see, especially yesterday..."
"Yesterday I only glanced at it, I didn't see it clearly at all," I continued to insist.
Biying was extremely conflicted, and after thinking for a long time, she finally said, "Let's go back first! We'll talk about it later." I knew she had actually given up resisting, so I pressed on and said, "No, you can only go back if you promise me."
Seeing my reaction, Biying stood up and said, "Then I'll go back by myself." Then she prepared to give me my coat. Unexpectedly, there was a wet patch on her buttocks. She quickly covered herself, her face flushed with embarrassment, muttering, "What to do, what to do?" She didn't know what to do and could only look at me with pleading eyes. I knew I should help her out of this embarrassing situation; this would be much more effective and completely win her heart. Women are particularly agitated when faced with extremely shameful and awkward situations. If you help them resolve this, she will be grateful, trust you, and accept you. I picked up my coat, wrapped it around Biying's back, and tied the sleeves in front, securing them at her rounded belly. Sure enough, her tension immediately eased, and she looked at me with gratitude for my understanding. Even when my hand touched her full breasts, she only looked at me shyly, then took my arm and gently rubbed her full, soft breasts against mine. I knew I had succeeded again. "Xiao Jiang, you're so kind. Any girl who marries you will be so lucky," Biying said, her voice full of affection. I was overjoyed, knowing that I would achieve my goal once we got back. But I was worried that intercourse might affect the fetus, so I decided to let her get used to being naked in front of me first, and just let me caress her body.
(Part Four)
Back at our place, Biying was obviously a little tired, but the effects of the aphrodisiac hadn't worn off yet. I remembered something: "You haven't taken the medicine the doctor prescribed, have you? I'll get it for you." I turned around and poured out the pills from the medicine bottle, and also poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her. Biying thanked me and took the medicine. Because of the sexual desire aroused by the aphrodisiac, she wanted to be embraced by a man, so she patted the sofa next to her and said, "Sit for a while!" I put my coat on the armrest. When she saw the wet stain on the coat, she blushed. Coupled with the effects of the aphrodisiac, she kept twisting her body and changing her sitting position. She said to me, "Xiao Jiang, put down your coat, I'll wash it for you." I picked up the coat and said, "It's okay, I'll wash it myself when I get back." I found the stain, smelled it, and licked it with my tongue. Seeing my ambiguous gaze and extremely lewd behavior, Biying couldn't help but cry out, "Oh! Xiao Jiang, no!" She then grabbed me and kissed me passionately on the face, her soft tongue forcefully entering my mouth, her hands constantly caressing my body. A moment later, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest, saying, "Xiao Jiang...hold me...I want..."
This was exactly what I wanted, and I unceremoniously began to knead Biying's breasts. Like a fish out of water, she breathed heavily, letting me slip my hand under her dress and caress her smooth, soft thighs. I teased her in the ear, "Biying, shall we take off our clothes?" "Mmm!" she agreed without hesitation, cooperating as I removed her dress. Her round, protruding belly was revealed, generally smooth with only a few fine wrinkles. A pair of full breasts stood erect on her chest, the areolas a light brown, the grape-sized nipples already hard. I sealed Biying's lips with mine, my hands kneading and pressing her soft, smooth breasts. Her moans of pleasure gradually subsided, her hands gripping my shoulders until she could barely breathe before she pulled away.
I then moved my mouth to Biying's right breast, gently biting and sucking on the protruding bud, while my right hand grasped her left breast, shaping it in my hand. Simultaneously, my left hand slipped inside her soaked white maternity panties, immediately enveloped in a hot, slippery environment. The endless flow of slippery, lustful fluid had already made her private parts incredibly wet. I brushed across her soft, plump labia, probing into her already opened honeypot; the gushing fluid immediately soaked my entire palm. I added another finger, resulting in two fingers probing and digging into her swamp-like, slippery honeypot. Under extreme excitement and intense stimulation, Biying let out an uncontrollable moan: "Ah... Xiao Jiang... so... so good... harder... harder... Bi... Biying... so comfortable... um... ah~~" Her vagina instantly clamped down on my fingers, spasming intensely, and more vaginal fluid gushed out. This caress made Biying tremble all over, her hands tightly gripping my shoulders and right hand, her face contorted. Only then did I notice a ring of teeth marks around the areola of her right breast, and several red and swollen spots scattered on her left breast. She hugged my head and pressed it back onto her bruised breasts, only letting go after a long time. She lowered her head shyly and said, "Xiao Jiang... you're making me feel so good..." I felt my penis swell intensely and said, "You feel good, but I still feel uncomfortable!" Biying looked at me suspiciously, and I put her hand inside my pants. She gently grasped my thick penis and exclaimed softly, "So big!" "I want you to call me husband, my dear husband," I laughed. She hesitated for a long time, then said plaintively, "But... how can I face him?" I kissed her forehead and said, "You didn't betray him. We didn't make love, so don't worry."
In the afterglow of her climax, Biying looked at me affectionately and said, "I... I couldn't cry out. I couldn't control myself just now. Please don't force me." She gently stroked my penis, and the intense swelling made me quickly strip naked from the waist down. She understood and said gently, "Is it painful?" I pretended to be in extreme pain and said to her, "When you need something but can't get it, how can you not feel pain and discomfort?"
She kindly hugged me, continuing to stroke me, and said, "Then what should I do, Xiao Jiang? I really want to give you my body, but I can't betray him. He's very good to me." I pretended to be depressed and said, "I said I wouldn't force you. It's okay, just bear with it for a while."
Seeing my pained expression, Biying was silent for a moment and then said, "Then come on! Just this once." After saying that, she took off her underwear. "No! I can't be so selfish. Besides, it's bad for the baby. What if something happens? Wouldn't I be the one to blame?" These words had a huge impact on a woman about to become a mother; the child was indeed the most important thing to her.
She looked at me with gratitude and said anxiously, "Then... what should we do, husband... um!" Seeing Biying shyly utter those two words, I said, "Then would you be willing to help me with your mouth?" After hearing this, she said, "Well... although I'm not very good at it, I'm still willing to do it for you. Don't be disgusted if I don't do it right." After saying that, she clumsily took my penis into her mouth and caressed it. I helped correct Biying's movements and taught her how to do it correctly. She learned very quickly, probably a woman's talent! And she must have tried it before, because she didn't reject it. As she gradually became more skilled, I gradually felt the urge to ejaculate, and a desire arose in my heart that I hoped she would swallow my semen. I made her stop and asked, "Biying, can I ejaculate in your mouth?"
She looked at me with loving eyes and said, "If you want, just ejaculate! My husband and I did this before, but I hurt him, so he won't let me anymore."
As I approached the point of ejaculation, I held Biying's head and thrust quickly a few times before ejaculating. She obediently accepted my ejaculation until I stopped. I slowly pulled out my penis, and she turned to spit it out. I quickly hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Biying, you're so good. Swallow it! It tastes good!" She shook her head desperately, making "mmm...mmm..." sounds. I rubbed her breasts and said, "Be good, it's okay to swallow it." Biying
looked at me pleadingly, and I pretended to be angry and said, "If you don't swallow it, I'll slap your breasts." After saying that, I slapped her white breasts a few times. Unexpectedly, she made a "hmm!" sound in her throat and actually tilted her head back, sticking her breasts out. Her hands didn't cover her breasts but instead supported her back on the sofa. I patted her a few more times, and she just moaned without offering any resistance, a look of enjoyment on her face. My heart raced, and I said, "Hurry up and swallow it!" I increased the pressure of my blows. Biying remained in that position, her moans growing louder. After a dozen or so blows, she finally cried out, "Ah!" and hugged me, saying, "Okay, I swallowed it. Honey, don't hit me." This was like a gift from heaven; I hadn't expected Biying to have such a strong masochistic streak. So I said, "If you had been obedient and swallowed it sooner, you wouldn't have been hit."
Biying kissed me tenderly and said, "It's alright, I did it on purpose. It hurt me to see you so upset just now, so this is my way of making it up to you, husband..."
(Part 5)
In the evening, I left Biying's house and arranged to meet Zhenyi at the MRT station. He picked me up in his Altis, and in the car, he briefly introduced the person I was going to meet: This person was named Wu Jingkai, the young master of a well-known 3C store, who had a deep interest in SM. This stemmed from his studies in Japan, where he had explored and experimented with it many times, and still couldn't forget it, thus giving rise to the idea of establishing an SM club. Zhenyi's father and Wu's father were old friends, and the two had known each other since childhood, so when Wu Jingkai proposed the idea, Zhenyi immediately expressed his support. He also knew that I had a special interest in SM, so he invited me to join.
The car stopped in front of an impressive villa. As soon as Zhenyi and I got out of the car, a young woman came forward to greet us: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhu and your friends? This way, please." She led us to the second-floor reception room, where several men were already gathered and talking. A woman knocked on the door, and a refined-looking man in his forties stood up to greet her, saying politely, "Come! Please sit down." He then instructed a servant to serve tea.
Through Zhen Yi's introduction, I learned that this man was Wu Jingkai himself. He then introduced the man sitting on his left as Gu Fancong, the director of a well-known pharmaceutical factory; and the man sitting to his right as Ma Yichuan, the legal director of a foreign bank. After chatting for a while, Wu Jingkai clapped his hands and said, "Thank you all for taking the time to visit my humble abode today. It's fate that we've gathered together for a common goal. Now, let's get down to business. This club is officially established today, with an initial plan to meet once a month. The venue is tentatively set at two locations: here and the one provided by Mr. Zhu. I've personally inspected it; the location is good, and we just need to add some facilities. As for the cost, don't worry, Mr. Mu can help with that. He can't come today, but we'll have another chance to meet him in the future." After speaking, he took out a brocade box containing more than a dozen uniquely designed rings. After distributing one ring to everyone present, he said, "I plan to start with fifteen people. The rings you all wear have a golden phoenix design, representing that we, along with Mr. Mu, are VIP members of this club. New members will receive silver shield-shaped rings. I hope we can cooperate smoothly and that the club can operate successfully. Also, the club isn't very well-received in the country right now, so please be careful when recruiting new members." Zhen Yi said, "I have a suggestion: when selecting sex slaves, it's best to have them approved by more than half of us to maintain quality; better to have fewer than more." Gu Fancong chimed in, "I..." "I agree. Sex slaves must have exceptional looks and qualities. Being young is good, but those with excellent qualities can have a different kind of appeal if they're older,"
Wu Jingkai said. "If everyone is okay with that, I propose Mr. Ma be the first chairman, and then the chairmanship will rotate every two months. The chairman will be responsible for arranging all matters related to the gathering during their term. Also, Mr. Gu's pharmaceutical factory has developed a batch of aphrodisiacs, both oral and topical. You can take some home to try later, but please note that the oral form has a safe dosage limit, so please be careful." He then handed us five boxes from the table. I opened one box; inside was a jar of oral medication, three tubes of topical ointment in red, yellow, and green packaging, and a small brochure and instructions. I thought I'd try it on Qiaoying tonight and see how it worked. But then Wu Jingkai said, "Please move to the basement and tour the meeting place."
The group went to the basement and discovered a surprisingly spacious area. Various racks, tables, and ropes were placed in front of us, making it look like a torture chamber. A naked woman huddled in a corner cage, drawing everyone's attention. Wu Jingkai chuckled, "This is a sex slave still in training; she'll be ready to meet guests soon. Those interested can stay and participate in her training; others can leave if they need to." Looking at the woman in the cage, the terror in her eyes suggested she had suffered greatly. Zhenyi and I bid farewell to Wu Jingkai and returned to our small apartment. Qiaoying was already waiting in the room, wearing a lace nightgown.
I passionately embraced her beautiful body, deeply kissing her fiery lips, and kneading her full, firm breasts through the thin nightgown, her sensitive nipples quickly becoming erect. Then I pushed Qiaoying down onto the bed, lifted the hem of her nightgown, and quickly pulled off her blue-purple lace thong, inserting my fingers deep into her vagina. Once it became moist, I said, "Qiaoying, let's try something different today." Then I took out a box, removed a red ointment, squeezed out a small amount, and applied it to her moist vulva.
"Ah! It's so cold!" Qiaoying exclaimed, resisting slightly but ultimately yielding to my desire. After applying the ointment, I inserted the vibrator into her vagina, turned it on, and kissed her cheek, saying, "Baby, if you can't take it while I'm showering, just scream out loud, don't turn it off. I'll give it back to you after my shower. Be good~"
Qiaoying's cheeks flushed red, she pretended to be angry and spat, then shyly agreed.
While I was showering, I heard her wanton moans coming from outside the door: "Oh~~ haa... ooh~~ ah... ha... so... so hot... so comfortable... ah... ha... um~~" And they grew louder and more ecstatic. I was aroused, and my penis swelled up uncontrollably. When I came out of the bathroom, Qiaoying's eyes were unfocused, her whole body was flushed and trembling violently, and the sheets between her legs were soaked. Her hands were passionately caressing her breasts and private parts. I thought to myself, "Wow! This tube of 'extremely potent' ointment is really amazing. Just a little bit and it's already having this effect. Looks like I've really struck gold."
(Part Six)
I walked over and slapped Qiaoying's high, firm breasts with my hands, making a "crackling" sound. Red marks immediately appeared on her fair skin. Then I picked up the remote control for the vibrator and turned up the speed. The intense pain and itching assaulted her from both sides, causing her to writhe and gasp, "Ah... darling... I... I can't... take it anymore..." I said slowly, "It's still early! Where did you put the enema you bought earlier
?" "Ah..." Qiaoying cried out in shame and indignation, pleading, "I... I'm almost... itchy... itchy to death... wait... wait a bit later..." I gave a negative answer: "No! Today I'm going to torture you properly, so you'll never forget it. Tell me, where's the stuff?" After saying that, I slapped her long thigh and flipped her over, making her kneel on the bed. Her round, white buttocks were raised high, and I slapped them a few times without mercy.
"Ouch... it hurts... it hurts... don't... don't hit me... I... I'll tell you..." As my slaps became stronger, Qiaoying finally couldn't bear the pain and revealed the secret location. I found it there, and sure enough, the stuff was still lying there. I grabbed a dozen of them and placed them on the bed, saying in a gentle but unyielding voice, "Since that's the case, you should obediently comply. Baby, you know what to do now, right?"
Qiaoying glanced at me hastily and unwillingly, panting, "I...I don't know...how...how are you going to...play...play with me...just...do it...darling...think...think it...just...hurry...hurry..." I gently stroked her plump buttocks, which were wet with her juices, and laughed, "I told you! I don't need to rush, you'll beg me on your own." After saying that, I leaned down and gently kissed the side of her head, while my hand slapped her buttocks, and I whispered in her ear, "You want it, right? Then hurry up and beg me to inject the enema into your anus, otherwise it will only be more uncomfortable." After saying that, I turned the vibrator to its strongest speed. In an instant, the room was filled with ecstatic cries, and Qiaoying's whole body twisted even more violently. She cried out in agony, "Darling...ah~~~darling...um...you...you hurry...hurry and kill...kill me...haa...I...I'm scared of you...you...woo...please...please hurry...um...hurry and put...enema...in...woo...in...ah~~" She finally succumbed to the endless torment. I didn't let her go, saying, "Say it clearly! Where to inject it or I won't do it." At the same time, I continued to slap her buttocks. "Ah...darling...you...you put the enema...ha...into...my...little...little Ying's...asshole...um...and...use...use...use...use...use my...pussy...pussy..." She finally managed to finish speaking with great effort. Only then did I open the enema tube and inject the liquid into her constantly writhing anus, making her repeat it every time I injected one. When the ninth syringe was injected, Qiaoying said nervously, "Darling...darling...please...please let me up...I...I need to...go to the toilet..."
I knew exactly what she needed; I could clearly hear the gurgling sounds coming from her stomach, and the intense urge to defecate had almost driven her mad. I quickly injected the remaining syringes, saying, "I want to see you defecate later. Even your father has never seen this, has he?" Qiaoying shuddered and said in a panic, "You...how could you do this...no...please...spare me!" I held her down and laughed, "Who am I to you?" She twisted violently, saying, "Hurry...hurry...I...I can't hold it in anymore...ah...um..."
I lifted Qiaoying up, placed one hand on her buttocks, stimulating her anus with my fingers, and teased her hard nipples with the other, whispering in her ear, "Answer me, am I your only man, your master?"
Qiaoying repeatedly said this, while twisting her body to avoid my stimulation. She was sweating profusely from the exertion. "Ah...you...you are...Lan Qiaoying's only man...my master...ah...please...please watch me defecate..." she said, tears of humiliation welling up. Just before she was about to break down, I finally let go of her, letting her rush to the toilet.
After a long while, I saw Qiaoying walk out of the toilet with a clean vibrator in her hand. She looked a little haggard, exhausted. She sat down next to me and said reproachfully, "How could you do such a perverted and shameful thing? What am I supposed to do now?" I hugged her and kneaded her round breasts, saying, "What are you afraid of? It's just the two of us. We can talk about anything we can't face. Didn't you feel any pleasure when you were defecating just now?" Qiaoying understood that what I said was true, so she stopped talking and instead kissed my cheek. I whispered in her ear, "I remember now! You didn't keep your promise and let me see you poop. Let's do it again." She cried out, "No, no! Darling... please forgive me... I'll remember next time." "You're mine. Breaking the promise means punishment." I pinched her nipples hard, and Qiaoying's face contorted in pain, but she didn't cry out. She only said, "Good master... I... I'm your sex slave... you can punish me however you want... just don't do it again... please... forgive me..."
I placed Qiaoying's hands behind her head and then demanded she kneel before me. She understood what I was about to do and obediently leaned back, thrusting out her ample breasts, ready to be beaten. I struck them mercilessly, each blow harder than the last. After a dozen or so blows, she couldn't help but say, "Good master... it hurts... stop hitting me..."
I then stopped, pointing to my genitals, and Qiaoying immediately took my thick penis into her mouth and licked it. That night, I brought her to orgasm five times before ejaculating inside her...
(Part Seven)
The next day, I woke up late in the morning. Qiaoying had already gone to work. I asked for leave from work, ate the breakfast on the table, washed and changed, and called Biying before leaving; I was going to take her to the hospital for her routine prenatal checkup.
After the checkup, I took Biying home. While pouring warm water to give her her medication, I secretly took out the oral aphrodisiac I had obtained yesterday and switched it with a similar-looking pregnancy-stabilizing pill, then handed it to her. This sneaky act was certainly a bit excessive, but having witnessed the powerful effects of topical aphrodisiacs, I naturally wanted to see how effective the oral aphrodisiac would be.
I chatted with Biying for a while before leaving, returning to my beloved little home to wait for news, hoping she would contact me if she noticed anything "strange." Three hours later, my phone rang. I answered the phone excitedly, but it was Qiaoying calling: "Honey, I'm going to a karaoke bar with my colleagues, we'll be singing all night, and I might not be back until very late."
"Oh! I see," I said disappointedly, and quickly ended the call.
I waited and waited, the clock on the wall was almost 4:30, and still no word. Just when I thought Biying probably wouldn't call me, she called. Although we were in different places, I could feel her breath through the phone.
I rushed to Biying's place, and as soon as she saw me, she threw herself into my arms, saying, "Little Jiang...hug me...I've missed you so much..."
I held her hot body tightly as we sat on the sofa, kissing her sexy lips, and asked, "Where did you miss me?"
She raised her flushed cheeks and said, "I...I kept thinking about how you looked yesterday...and then, for some reason...that place was always hot and wet...I just wiped it dry with toilet paper...and it got wet again soon...Little Jiang...do you think I'm very lewd..." "I don't know! I just want to know what you mean by 'that place'," I said mischievously, while placing my hand on Biying's chest, kneading her soft, full breasts through her pink dress. She leaned on my shoulder and whispered, "Little Jiang...don't go...stay with me, okay?"
I nodded in agreement and started to take off her dress. Biying obediently cooperated with my movements, and in just a few moments, a fair and delicate body, clad only in pink maternity underwear, was revealed before me. As she casually pulled down her soaking wet underwear, she was surprised to see a stack of damp toilet paper fall to the ground with a "thud!" Just as she was about to pick it up, she grabbed it shyly and threw it into the trash can. I chuckled to myself, "She looks so cute!" I grabbed Biying, kneading her breasts and kissing her earlobe, whispering, "Biying, spread your legs, let me see how wet you are down there."
She twisted her body, saying, "No...don't..." I pinched her hardening nipples, forcing her, "If you don't agree, I'll tear them off!"
Biying looked at me with lustful eyes, whimpering, "Mmm...Xiao Jiang...I...let's go to the room..."
We slowly sat on the bed, I let Biying lean against my chest, kissing her neck, saying, "I'm going to punish you properly."
She immediately asked, "Why?" "First, what have you been calling me all this time? Second, you've been disobedient, you haven't done what I said," I said, moving my hand towards her groin. Biying didn't speak, slowly parting her legs. I knelt between her legs, parted her thick labia, and her honeypot exuded a strong scent of hormones. As my fingers probed and teased, copious amounts of her juices gushed out. I stuck out my tongue and licked Xiaohe's engorged and erect penis, and she let out uncontrollable moans: "Mmm... ooh... ah... haa..." And when my fingers reached deep into her honeypot, she cried out: "Husband... husband... hurry... give it to me..."
I searched for and stimulated the G-spot, known as the "female orgasm switch," while kneading her clitoris. I laughed, "Want it? Tell me how I'll punish you."
Biying was already lost in passion, her mind blank as she said, "Whatever...whatever you want...give it to me..."
"Are you sure?" I asked deliberately. "No...it's okay...as long as it doesn't put pressure on my stomach...and hurt the fetus..." she said, panting heavily.
I continued to stimulate Biying's lower body, asking, "What kind of punishment do you want?" I even bit her labia and pulled on them.
"Ahhh~~" she screamed, crying, "Whatever...whatever you want...whatever you want...husband...I...I can't...I can't take it anymore..."
I pulled out my fingers, lifted myself up, and grabbed her ample breasts, saying, "Tell me if you're slutty or not." She braced herself on the bed, panting heavily, "Mmm...slutty...slutty...slutty..." I slapped her breasts hard, the two snow-white mounds of flesh shaking and bouncing on her. Biying seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself, one hand constantly reaching down to caress her genitals. Soon, her snow-white skin was covered in red marks, and her two nipples stood erect. I grasped her breasts and squeezed them, "Mmm...uh..." Biying moaned, and yellowish milk began to seep from her nipples. I knew it was the so-called "colostrum," and I was thrilled, laughing, "Biying, look at you, even milk is coming out!" She glanced at her chest and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh..." Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly covered them with her hands, saying shyly, "Mmm...husband...I'm so embarrassed...ah~~husband...don't...don't do it anymore..." Before she could finish speaking, I started slapping her breasts hard again. She supported her body, silently enduring my slaps. Suddenly, I took her right nipple into my mouth, sucking hard while squeezing her breast, and more warm milk flowed into my mouth. After sucking for a while, I turned to my left nipple and did the same. I continued alternating between left and right breasts until I had suckled my fill, at which point the milk stored in both breasts was exhausted. I had Biying kneel on the bed and entered her from behind. Her hot, wet, and slippery vagina immediately began to writhe, and her plump, white buttocks twisted incessantly. Because the fetus in her womb had descended, the passage had become much shallower, and my penis reached the deepest part of her vagina before it was fully inside. Naturally, I didn't dare to be too unrestrained and carefully thrust my lower body. Before long, she gradually reached her climax, moaning "Mmm, ahh" incessantly, her writhing vaginal walls tightly gripping and sucking my penis. At the same time, her light brown anus was also contracting incessantly. Looking at her surging anus, I couldn't resist sticking my finger inside. The intense sensation of the foreign object intruding made Biying scream, "Ah~~ Husband... no... don't~~" But as my finger slowly sank in and teased her, her whole body quickly tensed up, trembling incessantly, and her screams gradually disappeared, leaving only happy, pleasurable moans. As she gradually recovered from the ecstasy of her orgasm, I worried she was overexerting herself, so I pulled out my penis and helped her lie down to rest. Biying looked at my still-erect penis with a dazed, hazy gaze, gently grasping it with her slender hand, and asked, "Husband... are you still uncomfortable?
" I didn't answer, but simply squeezed her breasts, letting the soft mounds squeeze out between my fingers. She moved her head towards my lower body, taking my hot penis into her mouth, looking at me with a seductive and shy expression, while her hands skillfully massaged my testicles. Before long, I felt a tingling throbbing sensation in my lower body; I ejaculated, spraying a large amount of semen all over her mouth and face. She smiled faintly and willingly took the sticky liquid into her mouth...
(Part Eight)
For the next two or three days, I lied to Qiaoying, saying I had a meeting that would last late, and went straight to Biying's house after work to be intimate with her. I was still worried that the aphrodisiac would have adverse effects on her health, especially the fetus, so I secretly switched it back. However, in the past few days, Biying's milk production had increased, and she had become increasingly sensitive to breast stimulation, becoming unusually excited. She told me that she had never engaged in similar behavior with her husband before. She especially experienced a strange pleasure when her anus was being stimulated.
One day, just as I was about to leave work, Biying suddenly called me. Hearing her unusually pained and anxious tone on the other end of the phone, I rushed to her house. Unexpectedly, upon entering, I found her groaning in pain on the sofa, her hands clutching her abdomen, the intense abdominal pain causing her to break out in a cold sweat. I immediately panicked, grabbed her purse containing important documents, and carried her to the car with lightning speed, rushing straight to the hospital.
When we arrived, the same female doctor from before was in charge. She examined me carefully for a while, asked some questions, and then said, "Her condition is not good. The fetus in her womb has no heartbeat and the chances of survival are slim. We must induce labor immediately to remove the fetus, otherwise it will endanger the mother's life. You have to prepare for the worst. Someone will tell you in detail what to do later, and you will need to sign the surgical consent form." After saying that, she got up to leave. I went to Biying's side. She had also heard what the doctor had said and asked me to help contact her parents. About twenty minutes after the call ended, Biying's parents rushed over. They seemed to live not far away. I only mentioned that I was her neighbor and friend, said a few words of comfort, and then handed her over to her parents. Biying was also afraid that her parents would find out about our secret relationship, so she quickly urged me to leave.
A week later, on a Saturday morning, Qiaoying went to the movies and shopping with some friends. Suddenly, her phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, it was Biying calling. I answered the phone. She said she had been discharged from the hospital and was recuperating at home. Her parents had gone to the market to buy groceries, leaving her alone at home, and she asked me to come and keep her company. She also mentioned that the fetus's heartbeat had stopped for unknown reasons. Although she had been rushed to the hospital in time and her own life had been saved, the child could never be saved. I went to Biying's bedside, and she threw herself into my arms, sobbing, saying she missed me terribly. I didn't know what to say, so I could only offer gentle words of comfort. She slowly stopped crying and said, "I've already told my husband that the baby is gone. He'll be back early in the next few days." She held me close, insisting on staying with her for a while. Half an hour later, Biying's parents returned. The elderly couple were extremely grateful for my help, bowing repeatedly in thanks, inviting me to sit there, and even offering to have lunch with them. I said apologetically, "Thank you for your trouble," but accepted.
After lunch, we chatted for a while, and then the elderly couple said goodbye and left, leaving only Biying and me. I helped her back to her room and laid her down. The pain of losing her child was a heavy blow to her; she looked extremely haggard and listless. I pulled her into my arms and gently patted her shoulder. She sobbed, "Xiao Jiang... I want you to be with me... but my husband will be back in a few days... I don't know how to face him..." I comforted her, "Don't be too sad. It was an accident, and the doctor didn't say anything. Your husband won't blame you, really. If he truly loves you, he won't blame you; after all, it wasn't your fault." She couldn't help but cry out, choking back sobs, "Xiao Jiang... I... I want you... to punish me severely... I really want to..." Hearing this, I quickly shook my head, "Don't think like that. You can't have sex right after giving birth. If you're really uncomfortable, touching yourself is okay."
Bi Ying blushed, pulled up a corner of the blanket, and let me put my hand inside her underwear. Sure enough, it was hot and slippery there. Her expression changed at the strange stimulation, her sobbing gradually subsided, and her emotions gradually stabilized. Seeing this change, I said, "Let me see what a postpartum vulva looks like!"
She looked at me shyly and gently, but I ignored her and proceeded to take off my loose trousers and maternity underwear. She said embarrassedly, "Ah...it's so dirty there...don't look..." I stared firmly at Biying, telling her with my eyes, "No." She didn't insist. When I parted my legs, a strong, somewhat pungent odor wafted into my nostrils, and the wet labia darkened in color. I suddenly remembered hearing that the habits women develop during postpartum confinement are impossible to change later. I wondered if the burning desire and surging blood would continue in the future, and wanting to carry a box of aphrodisiacs with me, I had the idea of putting it into practice. So I fetched a basin of warm water and asked her to wipe and clean her lower body herself.
Biying smelled the pungent odor and, embarrassed, took the towel, carefully washing and wiping herself. Following her instructions, I found the vaginal douche and cleaned her vulva. Then I took out the green ointment and squeezed it into her vagina, spreading it evenly. She asked curiously, "What is that?" "Don't worry," I said calmly, uttering this lie: "This is an ointment to help your vagina recover quickly, and it will also lighten the color of your labia. It will feel cool at first, then warm." Biying didn't suspect anything and obediently let me apply it. To enhance the effect, I took a tampon and inserted it into her vagina, instructing her to apply it once a day and change the tampons. She accepted the ointment and put it in the bedside drawer. I helped her put on her underwear, taking the opportunity to gently stroke her crotch. Biying didn't push away my restless hands, only whispering, "Little Jiang...husband...can you help me express the milk? My breasts are so swollen..."
Looking at her shy and alluring appearance, I continued to caress my lower body, while simultaneously lifting my loose t-shirt and pulling up my bra. A pair of full, white breasts immediately bounced out: the areolas were larger and darker than before, and a few drops of milk seeped from the erect nipples. I opened my mouth and sucked, the warm milk quickly filling my mouth. She cooperated with my sucking, actively squeezing her breasts, the overflowing milk almost making me unable to swallow.
After the milk was completely expressed, Biying leaned against the headboard, looking at me with a loving yet complex gaze, tightly holding the hand that was rubbing against my lower body, determined not to let it leave. We didn't speak again, just staring at each other, silently conveying our unspoken messages and desires.
I don't know how much time passed before I finally got up and left. Looking at Biying's pale and peaceful sleeping face, I couldn't help but feel sympathy for her, even a little guilty, feeling that I should take responsibility for the miscarriage. But the thought of her becoming a sex slave, serving me beneath me, immediately negated my previous thoughts. I then thought about how to get her to continue producing milk, so I called Director Gu to ask, and immediately received an affirmative answer. Of course, I obtained medication that could promote lactation and enhance libido, and gave it to Biying under the guise of a comprehensive nutritional supplement, instructing her to take it.
(Part Nine) For a while afterward, I didn't go to see Biying again. After all, her husband had returned home, and how could I possibly come back? But through occasional contact, I learned that after her husband rushed back, it seemed that some disputes had arisen. I didn't investigate in detail. On the one hand, it was their family matter, and it wasn't appropriate to comment on it to outsiders; on the other hand, the company had recently received several cases, keeping me extremely busy. As for my relationship with Qiaoying, it remained stable, but she was dispatched by the company to Japan for a month, forcing us to be separated and longing for each other. However, thanks to modern technology, the use of MSN, Skype, and video conferencing software allows us to keep track of each other's activities in real time. Solving "sexual matters" is no longer a problem; watching Qiaoying posing and passionately masturbating on the screen allows me to reach orgasm and release my pent-up emotions. Time flies, and it's Friday evening again. I was having dinner with Zhenyi at a ramen shop when my phone vibrated, indicating a call. It was Biying, whom I hadn't seen in a while. Her voice was choked with emotion as she told me her husband had passed away and she desperately wanted to see me. I promised to come over later, chatted with Zhenyi for a while, paid the bill, and left, going to her house alone.
Biying welcomed me inside, and in a fleeting glance, I noticed her eyes were red and swollen; she had just been crying. She poured me a cup of tea and sat down beside me. I gently put my arm around her shoulder, and before I could say anything, she buried her face in my chest and burst into tears. I was startled and quickly asked, "What...what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Asking only made her cry harder, her clothes already soaked with tears. I could only comfort her until the crying subsided slightly before saying, "I told you you don't need to feel so guilty about this. Have you forgotten? Now, tell me what happened afterward." She wiped her tears and choked out, "He...he left yesterday. He heard I had a miscarriage and might not be able to have children anymore...so he asked for a divorce...I didn't agree, but he still left, and he won't even answer the phone..." Overwhelmed with grief, tears streamed down her face again.
I hugged her tightly and said gently, "Don't be afraid. Even if he's gone, I'm still here."
She looked up at me with tearful eyes, shook her head, and said, "I...I don't deserve...you're so good to me...I..." "Don't think like that! Isn't the point of life to be happy? Besides, he hasn't officially divorced you yet. He just said that because he lost the child and is in a bad mood. Even if you really do divorce, I'll still be there for you, I'll take good care of you, and I'll bring you happiness. So don't think too much. You're still young and beautiful, you'll always find someone better." I comforted her, my mind racing, trying to figure out how to guide her and help her temporarily forget the unpleasant things.
After listening to my advice, Biying didn't say anything, just sighed softly. I kissed her on the cheek and said, "Did you miss me? Otherwise, why did you have to call me here?" She nestled against me like a little bird, letting me slip my hand inside her trousers and caress her private parts through her underwear. I grabbed her hand and placed it on my bulging crotch, saying, "Don't you want it to bring you pleasure?"
"Mmm...you hate it..." Biying moaned softly, gently stroking my penis through my pants, and said shyly, "Honey...my breasts are so swollen...I've squeezed them twice today...can you help me?" I excitedly stroked her milk-filled breasts and said, "How can I help you?"
She whined, "Mmm...you're so naughty..."
I threatened, "Fine, I'm naughty! I'll show you!" I then pretended to take off her clothes. Biying resisted and hurriedly said, "No...good husband...no..." "Then tell me how you want me to help you!" I said, deliberately putting on a stern face.
She then said shyly, "Okay...help me suck it out..." After saying that, she didn't dare to look me in the eye and buried her head in my chest. I replied, "Sit down first, otherwise how can I help you?"
After Biying sat down, I lay down with my head on her lap and then made a sucking motion with my mouth. Seeing this, she felt even more ashamed and began to writhe. I repeated this several times, and she looked at me with her bright eyes, her expression full of love and submission. She slowly lifted her shirt and bra, then embraced my head, pinching the areola of my left breast with her fingers and bringing the firm, moist nipple to her lips. I turned to the side and opened my mouth to take it in, while one hand reached behind her to caress her smooth back, and the other hand caressed her equally milk-filled, heavy right breast. "Mmm~" Biying hummed comfortably, pressing my face against her soft, full breast. My passionate suckling made her tremble all over, her eyes filled with boundless love and satisfaction. Warm milk kept flowing into her mouth, exuding a milky fragrance. Soon, the milk in her left breast was drained, leaving it soft and smooth. I switched to her right breast and continued, while wantonly playing with her left breast, occasionally pinching the grape-sized nipple to stretch it, then letting it spring back.
Biying's breath grew hotter and hotter, her breathing more rapid, and her thighs shifted position beneath her head, signs of heightened desire. I sat up, picked her up, and carried her into the bedroom. Her arms were around my neck, her eyes filled with anticipation, her lips poised for a kiss. As I placed her on the bed, my lips pressed against her rosy lips, and we began a passionate, fervent kiss. My hands were not idle either, roaming over Biying's body, removing her clothes: first her top and bra, then her loose capri pants, and finally her damp panties. We kissed until we were breathless, then quickly separated to catch our breath. One hand kneaded and squeezed her breasts, while the other explored her hot, slippery vulva. "Ugh...oh...mmm..." Biying moaned joyfully, and at the same time, she inadvertently pulled down my pants, one hand grasping my hard penis and stroking it, the other gesturing for me to enter. I didn't rush into a fight, but teased her in the ear, "My darling Biying, beg your husband, your master, or I won't give it to you." She slapped me and pleaded, "Husband...give it to me..." "No!" I refused, one finger continuing to tease and rub her clitoris, while the other finger moved back and forth in her wet, sweet spot. The intense stimulation and itching made Biying moan incessantly, her heightened desire making her yearn for a powerful penetration. Finally, she succumbed, "Mmm...husband...master...please...please...fuck me harder...ha...Biying...ah...Biying...is...is...a slut...eeah...faster...I can't...can't take it...anymore..."
(Part Ten)
I knelt between Biying's legs, using her hand to find her entrance, and thrust in forcefully. "Ah~~" she cried out, a mixture of pleasure and pain, her hands tightly gripping my waist, moaning, "Husband...be gentle...be gentle...I'm going to fuck Biying...biying to death..."
I slowed my thrusts, increasing the depth, pumping in and out of her warm, moist opening. Pleasure spread throughout her body from her opening, Biying's hands fell limply to her sides, her lips parted as she gasped for breath, her legs instinctively clamping around my body. I launched a multi-pronged attack, grasping her full breasts, kneading them alternately, twisting the erect nipples; at the other end, I parted her thick labia, easily finding her clitoris under the foreskin, pressing my fingers firmly against it and kneading rapidly; my penis continued its powerful assault. Soon, her whole body tensed, her legs spread wide, and she lay limply on the bed, moaning incoherently, "Ah~~ Eee ah~~ Husband...so...so good...ah~~ harder...fuck Biying...ah~~~"
I increased my speed, and Biying tensed even more. I took the opportunity to slap her breasts hard, and she cried out, "Husband...if you...if you hit me, hit me hard...ah...so...so good...I...I'm going to die..." As the climax approached, I suddenly felt a surge of heat in my lower body. Looking down, I saw that she had lost control of her bladder. I quickly pulled out my penis to suppress the urge to ejaculate.
Biying gradually calmed down, unaware of her earlier loss of control, only feeling a cool, wet patch below her buttocks, and tried to get up to check. I chuckled, "My little darling, I just saw something interesting!"
She frowned, her expression panicked, a sense of unease creeping in. She asked anxiously, "What do you mean?" "You wet the bed! How dare you spray me with your pee! See how I punish you later!" I said with a wicked grin.
Upon hearing this, Biying's face immediately flushed crimson. She said shyly and coquettishly, "Ah...don't say that...I'm so embarrassed..." Realizing how dirty and lewd she had been, she quickly jumped off the bed, pulled back the soaked sheets, and said while cleaning up, "Honey...I'm sorry, go to the bathroom first, I'll be right back."
After washing the sheets in the washing machine, Biying returned to the bathroom, knelt between my legs sweetly, and took my erect penis into her mouth, licking it earnestly while looking at me apologetically. I pulled her up to kiss her, but she recoiled in alarm. I grabbed her and forced a kiss on her forehead, saying, "I still smell a bit of urine, what should I do?"
Biying was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then what should I do?"
I couldn't help but say, "That's easy! Just let your milky scent replace the urine smell." She was indeed clever and immediately understood what I meant. She hugged me and said coquettishly, "Mmm~~ Husband, you're so naughty... I love you and hate you at the same time... But for some reason... when you say that, I feel wet down there... and I really want you to fuck me..." I said, "That's your little darling's honey hole, right? From now on, you'll be my sex slave and call me husband, master, how about it?"
She gently kissed my chest and lightly stroked my penis, saying, "Do you really want me? Husband, master, whenever Biying thinks of you, she can't help but want you to hug her..." "Then hurry up and wash your husband, master." I kissed her earlobe and said seductively. Biying shyly grasped her two full breasts, squeezed out milk and sprayed it on my penis, then carefully stroked it with her hand. Once the milk stopped flowing, she cupped my breasts and squeezed my penis between them, letting it slide up and down between my deep cleavage. I couldn't help but close my eyes comfortably, fully enjoying the wonderful feeling of breast sex. Gradually, I felt a strong sensation in my lower body again. But I didn't want to ejaculate so soon, so I quickly pulled her up and we washed each other's bodies.
(Part Eleven)
Back in the bedroom, Biying quickly changed the sheets and made me lie down. Then she knelt down and gently grasped my erect penis with both hands, slowly taking it into her mouth. The hot mouth and soft tongue immediately brought a comfortable pleasure. I stroked her hair, signaling her to turn around. She showed complete openness, spreading her legs without hesitation and kneeling on top of me. Her freshly washed lower body was again flowing with glistening vaginal fluid, her thick labia parted, and the bright red slits inadvertently contracted.
I parted the foreskin covering the clitoris, revealing the bright red flesh, and licked it with my tongue. "Mmm..." Biying shuddered as if electrocuted, letting out a drunken moan. I pressed down hard, inserting my fingers deep into her honeypot to stimulate it, while simultaneously pressing down on her quietly erect clitoris and rapidly vibrating my left hand. The continuous vibrations caused her moans to turn into groans: "Haa...woo...um..."
As my fingers stimulated her anus, Biying twisted her lower body violently, whether trying to escape or feigning resistance, it was unclear. When I penetrated deeply into her anus, her groans turned into wanton cries. Waves of orgasm caused her juices to flow freely, and she swayed back and forth, wanting my fingers to alternately thrust in and out of her two orifices. I slapped her soft, white buttocks and said, "Don't move! Feel it."
Biying ignored me, swaying even more violently, saying, "Oh...I...I can't...it's so...so itchy..." So, my hands began to alternately rest on her two white buttocks. By the time I asked her to mount me, her buttocks were already bright red. She quickly swallowed the thick, hard penis into her honeyed cave, clamping it tightly. Her hands braced against my waist, she arched her back, thrusting out her full breasts. I grabbed them from behind, kneading and squeezing them forcefully, leaving claw marks on her white flesh. Soon, a few more drops of milk seeped from her nipples.
After several intense and intoxicating orgasms, I was utterly exhausted. Biying, completely drained, lay limp on the bed, looking at me with rapt eyes, filled with boundless love and tenderness. Her delicate hands gently caressed the still-wet penis, and she said wistfully, "Husband...you've made Biying feel so good...I really hope we can be together forever...let my husband...master...fuck Biying to death..." I held her arm and said, "Then be my obedient sex slave. Obey me in everything, and I'll give you double the pleasure of orgasm." "Husband master...whatever you want Biying to do...I'll agree...to make you satisfied...as long as I can be with my husband master...Biying will be your slave for life..." she said seductively, her expression still intoxicated by the afterglow of her orgasm.
"I'll take you somewhere another day so you can truly experience pleasure and understand what a sex slave is. Your current performance is far from good enough! For example, you must greet me completely naked, kneel without my consent, and even if your vagina is very uncomfortable, you can't be touched without my permission, because everything about you belongs to me." I took the opportunity to instill the basic requirements of a sex slave in Biying. She looked at me with some surprise, then hesitated and said, "Why is it so troublesome? I'm afraid I can't do it..." "It's not just that. Once you make a mistake, you also have to be able to endure my whipping and torture. If you can achieve an orgasm from it, you're not far from meeting the requirements." I continued.
She thought for a moment and said, "Honey, I can bear your beatings, but those things... I'm afraid I ca n't accept them all at once...
" "Don't worry. In the future, I'll show you some DVDs to see what a real sex slave is like. If you really don't want to, I won't force you." I reassured her, telling her to relax and not think about it for now.
The next morning, I returned to my little apartment and immediately called Zhenyi, telling him about Biying and my desire to train and cultivate her. As expected of an old friend, Zhenyi immediately replied, "I have a training device here, originally intended for a future gathering. Since you have a need now, come over later to take a look. If you're satisfied, I'll help transport it to your home."
I was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly, "Thank you so much. Once I've trained you into a sex slave, I'll definitely provide it for you to share!" That evening, the device appeared in a corner of my little apartment.
(Part Twelve)
The next day was Sunday. I invited Biying to lunch at a restaurant and then took her to my beloved little apartment. I poured her a cup of barley tea as a welcome drink, secretly adding an oral aphrodisiac. Watching her finish the drink, I said, "Today I'll teach you how to become a sex slave. But the first step is for you to take off your clothes." Biying looked at me with a complicated expression for a long time before taking off her blue and white floral dress and blue jacquard bra, but she hesitated to take off her blue panties. She stood awkwardly in front of me, covering her crotch with her hands, and said, "Husband...I...I..."
Knowing my request was a bit abrupt, and that Biying hadn't fully adjusted yet, I wasn't in a hurry. I said, "It's okay, come here first." I pulled her to sit beside me, gently stroking her back and waist. Then, with one hand on her breasts, the other hand slowly caressed and teased her private area under her panties, waiting for the drug to take effect.
After a while, with my teasing and the drug taking effect, Biying's face slowly flushed with desire, her breathing quickened, and her body began to writhe. She also actively touched my genitals. Knowing the time was right, I said, "Okay, Biying, take off your panties first, then let's play a little game." She obediently took off her panties and led me to the training equipment. This equipment looked similar to a stationary bike in a gym, but it was specially designed; for example, the seat had a built-in massager. Looking at the strange seat, Biying asked in confusion, "Husband...this...this..."
I took the red-packaged ointment, applied a layer to the vibrator, and said, "Don't be afraid, just sit on it like this."
Biying looked extremely embarrassed, then obediently sat down, burying the entire vibrator completely into her vagina. But it still felt really strange, and her face was full of suspicion and unease after she sat down. But I ignored her and immediately fixed her hands and feet to the head and foot pedals, making her unable to move. She said in a panic, "Husband...you...what are you going to do...what are you going to do...Biying is so...so scared...no...don't do this..." I laughed and said, "Don't worry, you'll like it in a moment." After saying that, I gestured for Biying to step on the foot pedal. It turned out that there was a connecting rod at the bottom of the vibrator that connected to the foot pedal. When the foot pedal was stepped on, the vibrator would move up and down and rotate left and right. Sure enough, the intense stimulation of the vibrator in her vagina immediately made Biying groan, "Ahhh...no...don't...haa...um...woo..." Just as she was about to stop, I slapped her buttocks a few times, forcing her to continue reluctantly. At the same time, I took out a beaded anal vibrator, applied a yellow ointment to it (according to the instructions, this tube was for anal use), and quickly inserted it into her anus and turned it on. This caused Biying to scream in utter shame, "Woo...ah~~~it...it hurts...oh...no...um..." Her whole body twisted and struggled violently, and she looked at me with pleading and helpless eyes.
I put my arm around her back and said, "Be good, keep going, or I'll spank your butt." After saying that, I pulled out two wires from under the faucet, one end connected to a metal clip, and the other end connected to a small square box. In fact, this was an electric discharger, which would generate different frequencies depending on the speed of pedaling. In short, the faster you pedaled, the longer the discharge interval; conversely, the slower you pedaled, the shorter the interval. I clipped the metal clips onto her two erect nipples and turned on the electric shocker. The intense tingling and pain made her scream, "Ah~~~ No...don't~~~ Waaah~~~ Husband...it hurts...it hurts so much...please...please...don't~~" I gently soothed Biying's trembling body, temporarily distracting her from the pain. I turned around and put the European SM disc Zhenyi had given me into the DVD player. The TV screen displayed scenes she had never seen before, extremely arousing. I specially put headphones on Biying's head and told her to watch and step on the pedals. The intense images and sounds shocked her. She shook her head painfully and said, "Husband...please spare me...this is too stimulating...I...I can't take it..." Spare her? Not so easy! I casually slapped her buttocks a few times. Biying understood the implication and could only grit her teeth and endure it, pedaling the pedals hard. I sat on the chair next to her, holding a digital DV recorder, recording the whole scene. Biying's face was flushed, her head tilted back and forth; two streams of tears rolled down her cheeks, her lower lip was tightly bitten, and she was groaning softly. I thought to myself, "Biying is going to suffer enough this afternoon. If everything goes smoothly afterward, she'll completely break down in two or three days and become extremely submissive to me." My lower body also quietly became erect.
An hour or two later, Biying was in excruciating pain. She was caught in a dilemma: if she wanted to relieve the tingling sensation of the electric shocks on her nipples, she had to pedal faster, but this would cause the vibrator inside her vagina to move faster; but if she wanted to reduce the stimulation of her vagina and slow down the pedaling speed, the electric shocks on her chest would become even more intense. This situation left her, flushed and aroused, with no choice but to resign herself to pedaling. Her desperate twisting of her body caused sweat to drip down her face, her expression almost contorted. I understood that this was caused by intense pain in her chest, vagina, and anus, so I slowly walked to her side.
Biying, now completely exhausted, still struggled, saying, "Husband...ah...please...please...put me down...I...I can't take it anymore..." Her eyes were filled with humiliation. I turned off the electric device and untied the restraints. I saw her writhing in pain, covered in sweat as if she had just taken a shower. The intense pain and strange itching made her arch her back. I hugged Biying and laughed, "Baby, did you like it? How many orgasms did you have just experienced?" She said embarrassedly, "I...I can't...remember...I...I'm dying..."
I gently patted Biying's buttocks before helping her up from her seat. I noticed that she was completely soaked, showing how intense the stimulation had been. As soon as I removed the vibrator from her anus, she cried out, "Husband...why...why...it's so...so itchy..." She continued to writhe her lower body.
Looking at her lewd appearance, I couldn't help but say, "You've had so many orgasms and you still feel itchy? You're such a slut!" Biying hurriedly protested, "No, no... it's..." She didn't finish her sentence, while I watched her quietly with expectant eyes. She understood what I meant, but she just couldn't bring herself to say it. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and said helplessly, "Husband... it's... it's... itchy in my... buttocks..."
I replied, "What? Do you need my help? Do you know what I'm going to do?" "No... I don't know... husband... tell me quickly... I... I... can't take it... anymore... please..." Biying was already nearly driven mad by the tingling and itching caused by the aphrodisiac in her rectum.
(Part Thirteen)
"I said I wanted you to be something to me," I said, not letting her off the hook, while kneading her ample breasts and slapping her buttocks. She twisted her body sadly and said, "Okay... please... please let me... I'll be your sex slave..." "Then how should the slave address me?" I replied in an uncompromising tone. Tormented by the intense itching, she crouched down and said, "Husband...you're my master...please help me...I...I really can't...can't take it anymore..." Seeing that Biying was almost at her limit, I said, "If you don't want to feel itchy, sit back on the bicycle and let me give you an enema. If you don't want to, then it's up to you. But before that, you have to ask me why you want an enema." I hugged Biying, kneading her breasts with one hand and continuing to probe her hot, wet vulva with the other. She leaned against me and slowly said, "Master...Biying's...butt...is so...so itchy...please...please give me an enema..." After saying that, she rested her head on my shoulder with shame and humiliation. "You really like it?" I continued to tease her.
Biying couldn't bear it any longer and blurted out, "I...I like...Master...Do whatever you want...Please hurry...Spare Biying..." "You really don't hate me? You're really willing to accept this relationship, even if it's more painful and cruel than this in the future?" I pinched her nipples hard, temporarily relieving the pain. She trembled from the pain and itching, saying, "No...Don't say anymore...Master...I...I'm willing...I'm willing to do anything...Please hurry up and do it for me..."
After I injected the cool tap water from the extra-large syringe into her anus, Biying felt the intense itching subside and became more alert. She understood that if she continued to press the pedal, more water would be injected into her anus, and the vibrating dildo inside her vagina would bring her immense pleasure and sexual satisfaction. Therefore, she kept pressing the pedal. Soon, her abdomen began to swell slightly, pressing her uterus downward and shortening her vaginal canal. This meant the vibrating dildo would reach her cervix, making her even more excited and experiencing continuous pleasure. After several orgasms, fearing that excessive injection might cause permanent damage to her rectum, I had her go to the toilet to relieve herself before returning. This was repeated several times until Biying felt the intense itching in her anus disappear. More than ten orgasms left her exhausted. Seeing this, I said, "You've enjoyed yourself enough. It's time to come and serve me."
I helped Biying lie down on the bed. She looked extremely tired, but she still lay on top of me and diligently performed oral sex. I parted her swollen labia, red from the stimulation of the vibrator, and revealed her engorged, slightly parted vulva, its bright red opening pulsating. Her erect, swollen clitoris had become a large, fleshy bump. I extended my tongue and deftly licked it. Her body, heightened by arousal, became extremely sensitive, and the warm touch sent a jolt through Biying. I then sucked on her clitoris and gently bit it with my teeth. Her body trembled even more violently, and she spat out my penis, moaning, "M-Master...it's...too...too painful...ah~~have...have mercy on me...husband...Master...it's so...so numb...let...stop for a moment...uh...ha..."
I continued to play with her sensitive clitoris, and slowly inserted my right index finger into her soft anus, which was both hot and soft inside. The powerful suction made my finger penetrate deeply with the pulsation, but I didn't have anal sex fetishes; it was purely for future club gatherings. When I thrust my hard penis into her wet vulva, Biying was stimulated by intense pleasure and almost immediately reached orgasm. I pressed my pace, bringing her to several climaxes with the force of an autumn whirlwind, before ejaculating my scalding semen inside her.
For the next week, Biying was "imprisoned" in my little apartment. After breakfast, I left her water and food, then bound her hands behind her back while she was naked. I inserted an electric vibrator coated with aphrodisiac into her vagina and anus, while my nipples were clamped with vibrating metal clips. After turning it on, I locked the door and went to work, confining her to the room for all her needs. In the evenings, after work, I brought dinner home, let Biying rest and eat, and then sat on the device for further torture until late at night. After this period of "training," Biying had completely abandoned her shame and reserve, willingly allowing me to play with her without complaint.
(Part Fourteen)
It was the weekend, and that afternoon, I took Biying, who was only wearing a robe, to Wu Jingkai's basement for the preliminary work: I first tied her hands behind her back, spread her legs wide, and fixed her to the sides of the table. I applied a thick layer of aphrodisiac cream to her breasts and vulva, then inserted three vibrating eggs with spiky protrusions into her vulva, and tied her nipples with thin cotton thread to prevent the abundant milk from overflowing. Her anus was naturally not neglected either; I inserted a soft tube into her anus, one end of which was connected to a container containing a strong aphrodisiac. I flipped the switch, and the drug slowly flowed into her anus, and everything was done.
Biying looked at me with eyes full of fear. I kneaded her breasts, which were even more prominent due to the bindings, and said, "Biying, my darling, you have to behave well today. The people you meet tonight will all be your masters in the future. If you don't behave, you'll know what the consequences will be. If you behave, I'll treat you well." She began to cry, "I...I never thought that our meeting would turn me into this, that I would be so lewd...Master, Biying can't turn back now. The sex and orgasms you give me are irresistible, and every time I resist, I experience an unparalleled orgasm. Master, no matter how you treat me, no matter how many men have possessed my body, my heart will always be yours. Please don't abandon me." I kissed her forehead and said, "Don't worry, I won't." After saying that, I left the basement and headed to the dinner place Zhenyi had arranged. After
a hearty meal and a mess of dishes, we returned to Wu Jingkai's house. Entering the basement, I saw Biying flushed all over, her consciousness blurred, and the container of aphrodisiacs beside her was almost empty. Her mind was blank from the burning desire, leaving only the anticipation of orgasm. Seeing so many people suddenly appear before her, she merely twisted her body slightly and said to me, "Good...good master...faster...faster...I...I can't...I can't hold back...I'm going...going crazy..." I pulled the soft tube from her anus, plugged it with a soft plug, and untied the ropes binding Biying. She collapsed limply onto the table. The gushing fluids from her vagina left her inner thighs a mess, glistening as if washed clean. I turned around and took a leather whip from the cabinet, lashing her fair buttocks once. I said, "Get up quickly and go greet your masters." Biying hesitated for a moment, then, seeing me urging her to hurry, she slowly knelt down, crawled to the others, and said in a trembling voice, "Master...master...I...I am called...Zhong...Zhong Biying...I am...I am a sex slave...a sex slave for all masters to play with...please...please begin...play with me..." She couldn't help but cry after saying that.
Wu Jingkai lifted her chin with his hand, looking at her tearful, humiliated face. He licked away her tears and said gently, "Aren't you used to it yet? As a slave, you should greet your master with joy. It's our first meeting today, so I'll forgive you for now. If you cry again, you'll have to accept severe punishment." Biying stopped crying and said, "Thank...thank you, Master!"
Ma Yichuan chimed in, "Mr. Jiang has a keen eye; he found a perfect sex slave in one fell swoop."
I smiled slightly and said to Biying, "Go and prepare drinks for the masters." She was about to slowly stand up when I lashed her thigh with a whip and said, "Slaves can only kneel." She knelt down in grievance and asked, "Master, where are the drinks?" I patted her breasts, which were overflowing with milk, and said, "What's in here?"
Biying blushed with shame and helplessly picked up a large glass bottle from the low table. She carefully untied the cotton rope binding her nipples, then lifted her heavy breasts and squeezed the warm milk into the bottle. Since taking the lactation-inducing drug manufactured by Gu Fancong's factory, her milk production had increased significantly. After completely emptying both breasts, she filled the glass bottle completely. Next, Biying poured the milk from the bottle into several small cups and handed them to everyone present in turn, obediently saying, "Master, please enjoy the slave's milk..."
Except for me, no one had ever tasted Biying's milk. After drinking the contents of the cups in one gulp, they all praised, "Mmm! So delicious!" "It's really tasty!"
(Part Fifteen)
Biying knelt on the spot, awaiting further instructions. At this moment, Wu Jingkai stood up and said, "Little slut, it's time to wash your asshole."
She shuddered and twisted her body, saying, "Master Jiang... Master Jiang has... has already... injected... into this slave... Masters... please let me go to the toilet..."
Wu Jingkai immediately said, "No need. Go get the chamber pot, and do it right in front of us, let us see how this beautiful slave of yours defecates." Biying trembled and said, "No... no... please let this slave go to the toilet... don't look... it's... so ugly..."
Wu Jingkai took the leather whip from my hand and shouted, "You actually disobeyed your master! It seems you should be punished. Lie on the low table, stick out your lewd ass, and prepare to be punished!"
Biying looked at everyone with resentment in her eyes, slowly crawled to the low table, and was about to lie down when Gu Fancong spoke up, "Wait! If you're going to punish someone, you should be strict." After saying that, he took a few boxes of thumbtacks from the drawer next to him, placed them on the table with the tips facing up, and continued, "Alright! Now you can lie down!"
Seeing this scene, Biying looked at me fearfully, begging for help, but I ignored her completely. Knowing my intentions, she had no choice but to kneel down in humiliation, gently supporting her sagging breasts with her hands, trying to place them on thumbtacks. But Gu Fancong wouldn't let her go, walking over to her and pressing down hard on her back. The excruciating pain from her breasts caused Biying to scream in agony: "Ah ... The intense vibrations mingled with Bi Ying's ecstatic moans; even placing a hand on her stomach, one could feel the violent internal tremors. Bi Ying quickly reached orgasm, uttering dreamlike moans: "Oh... um... ha... ooh... ha... ah..." The orgasm numbed her pain receptors; even Wu Jingkai's powerful whipping didn't elicit a scream. Instead, she was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, writhing uncontrollably.
Seeing the opportunity, I placed the chamber pot between Bi Ying's legs, hooking my fingers around the small ring on the soft plug at her anus and slowly pulling it out, while simultaneously swaying it left and right to stimulate her long-tortured anus. Bi Ying regained some of her senses, but a surge of shame made her cry out urgently, "No... no~~ Master... please... please... I... I'll be... I'll die of shame..." But before she could finish, Wu Jingkai's whip lashed out again. He said, "Hurry up! Otherwise, it will only make you feel worse."
The whip marks on her swollen buttocks continued to increase. The previous numbness had subsided, but the intense pain of the whipping finally made Biying submit, saying, "Master...no...don't hit me anymore...please, Master...look...look at your slave's shameful state as she expels...please...please humiliate Biying as much as you want..." At this moment, Biying was overwhelmed by endless, strange, and immoral feelings. The contradictory feelings of rejection and expectation left her at a loss. Her heightened lust made the expectation of pleasure finally overcome her reason and restraint. Completely collapsing, she fully accepted that she was born to be a sex slave to be abused. The moment the soft plug left her anus, a strong-smelling filth quickly gushed out from the slightly open opening. The prolonged urge to defecate and the peristalsis of her intestines made it take Biying a long time to finish defecating. We men brought clean water, cleaned the scene a little, and then pulled her up from the table. Most of the thumbtacks fell away, leaving only red dots on Bai Jie's breasts, but some remained embedded.
Bi Ying was then led to a gynecological examination chair, her legs almost horizontally spread and fixed to a support, her hands also bound to her sides. Ma Yichuan brought a small bucket filled with drinking water laced with diuretics, then clamped her two nipples together, suspending the bucket via pulleys. He then placed a straw into the bucket and inserted it into Bi Ying's mouth. The intention was clear: the downward force of the bucket would pull her nipples upward forcefully, causing tearing pain. To reduce the pulling force, the weight of the bucket had to be reduced, so only one thing could be done: quickly fill her stomach with the water. In addition, the aphrodisiac injected into her anus earlier had caused Bi Ying unbearable itching, which she was unable to relieve herself. She knew she had to be rinsed with clean water, so she struggled to move her body, her eyes filled with pleading and submission, and said, "Glug...masters...glug glug...Biying is so itchy...glug glug...please give Biying an enema..."
(Part Sixteen)
Wu Jingkai picked up the syringe and poured the cool liquid into Biying's anus. The itching lessened, but immediately another burning sensation came. She was gripped by extreme fear and cried out, "Ugh...how could this be...glug glug...have mercy on me..." "Don't worry, it's alright. It'll be fine in a bit." Wu Jingkai looked at Biying with satisfaction as she was drenched in sweat and looked pained. To distract her from her stomach, he added more water to the bucket and shook it up and down, making her already cruelly stretched and deformed bud feel even more pain. At the same time, he continued to inject streams of liquid into her anus.
Before long, Biying had absorbed all the water in the bucket, and her abdomen was swollen from being filled with the two streams of liquid. The urge to urinate, induced by the diuretic, relentlessly assaulted her; her lower abdomen swelled more and more, and the intense urge to defecate tormented
her relentlessly. Zhen Yi walked to her side, kneading her breasts and teasing her hardened, deformed nipples, saying, "If you want to pee, just pee, and show us what it's like to do." Hearing this, Bi Ying's modesty and shame made her desperately try to control her urge to urinate. Wu Jingkai decided to act decisively, directly stimulating her urethra with a cotton swab. She could no longer hold back, crying out, "Ah~~~ It's over... Please... please see Bi Ying's ugly peeing..."
In an instant, warm urine gushed out continuously. Bi Ying was completely unable to control it, and could only helplessly let it slowly flow away. But what made her even more distressed, besides the persistent need to urinate, was the excruciating abdominal cramps. I couldn't bear to see her suffer any longer, so I said, "My darling Biying, let me help you get rid of this pain!" Then I forcefully stimulated her anus, and "Aaaaaah~~~~~" Amidst a terrible scream, a stream of cloudy liquid suddenly gushed out at high speed...
When Biying expelled the last drop of liquid, she was almost exhausted and collapsed on the examination chair. The group quickly untied her, and I slapped her back hard, commanding, "My darling Biying, now begin to fulfill your responsibilities as a sex slave, making every master happy."
With her last bit of strength, Biying crawled in front of us and began to serve everyone with her hands and mouth. Wu Jingkai was so stimulated that he almost ejaculated, and quickly pulled his penis out of his mouth, walked behind Biying, and thrust his penis into her anus. Only after she took Gu Fancong's penis into her mouth did he begin to thrust faster. At the same time, Biying held Ma Yichuan's penis in one hand and stroked Zhenyi's penis with the other. The two of them each grabbed one of her breasts, squeezing, kneading, and slapping them, causing them to collide from the outside in. Biying was stimulated by the teasing all over her body, experiencing repeated orgasms. As Wu Jingkai brought her to her peak, he also ejaculated into her rectum, becoming the first person to officially deflower Biying. He had just collapsed onto the sofa, panting, when Gu Fancong stood up and took his place.
The endless cycle of sex continued. When I was the last to leave Biying's body, she was exhausted and unconscious; dozens of orgasms combined with the previous torture had pushed her to her limit. Wu Jingkai gave her a cup of coffee with added nutrients, hoping she would recover her strength quickly. This gathering should come to an end.
(Final Chapter)
When I took Biying back to my beloved little nest, it was already dawn. By the time I put her on the bed, I was also covered in sweat. After taking off my clothes and showering, I found Biying slowly opening her eyes; she seemed to have woken up. I examined her tormented body: her full, white breasts were swollen and protruding, surrounded by teeth marks and scratches; her nipples were also swollen and bruised. Her vulva, which had been cleaned, was swollen and discolored, and her labia were almost the same, unable to close. These were the "results" of our group of members. "Are you alright? Do you like playing like this?" I asked, gently turning her onto her side. Her once fair and delicate buttocks were now covered with red and purple whip marks, still burning hot to the touch; her anus, which had been repeatedly penetrated, was swollen and everted, and before I left, I had inserted a suppository to promote contraction, but I didn't know how effective it was. "Mmm... I like it... Master..." Biying's cheeks were slightly flushed, revealing a satisfied smile and the exhaustion of being physically drained. I kissed her cheek, raised my left hand, and looked at the black heart-shaped ring on my middle finger: this was given to me by Wu Jingkai, signifying that Biying had officially become a sex slave of this club. But when there were no gatherings, I was still responsible for her care and training. When Wu Jingkai gave this instruction, Biying showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she obediently and happily agreed.
Looking at her smile, I gently kissed her lips again, held her tightly in my arms, and waited until she gradually drifted off to sleep before I myself drifted off to dreamland…
(The End)
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