[Reunion] (Bonus Chapter) Author: VoicE

Author: voice
Word Count: 18935

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(This story is narrated in the first person by the female protagonist)

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don't know when it started, but I began to enjoy sadomasochism.

It should be said that it started when I was nineteen, the day my senior tied my hands and feet and made love to me for the first time
.

I discovered that I was more likely to orgasm when a man penetrated me while I was tightly bound. As I gradually developed
this particular tendency, I became truly uneasy. Was I such a lewd girl? I
thoroughly enjoy sex and am a very sexually active woman. However, at that time, I didn't know that I actually
had a very strong masochistic desire within me.

Going back even further, it was probably when I first met Senior Xiaolong.

Xiaolong, the senior, was taller and more mature than other boys his age. Although he was of average appearance, with
short , thick, dark brown hair, he exuded an unusually powerful and masculine aura.
His excellent swimming skills further enhanced his youthful and muscular physique.

I admired him greatly when I was sixteen; he was a year older than me. Ever since the sports meet, every time I
bumped into him on campus, he would confidently walk over and greet me. We became familiar, and he would even accompany
me for walks around campus and have lunch together. Gradually, I learned about his personal life. He
grew up in a strict family; his father was a military officer, and his mother was a famous opera singer.

He was very composed and mature, yet witty. Sometimes he would suddenly stare intently at my large breasts. When I felt
embarrassed and scolded him, he would jokingly say things like, "You're currently very horny, so you especially enjoy looking at women's bodies." For some
reason, his lecherous gaze always made my heart race and my whole body heat up.

Looking back, he was the only man in my middle school years who truly captivated me, fascinated me, and filled
me with sexual fantasies. Even before we officially became a couple, I already harbored
many obscene sexual fantasies about him, hoping to be pinned down on the bed by this tall, muscular man…

Sometimes late at night, I would lie naked in bed, one hand playing with my full breasts, the other gently
rubbing my labia, fantasizing about his imposing body pressing down on me, tenderly caressing every inch of my
skin… Every time I thought about it, I would reach a slight climax.

One time was particularly special. I was at the gym with him, and he was practicing boxing. It
was the first time I saw him boxing so seriously, exuding a domineering, masculine aura, incredibly fierce and terrifying. I
actually fantasized at that moment: if one day he turned into a big bad guy and dragged me to a secluded corner
to rape me, my weak physique would definitely be no match for his assault… As I thought about it, my heart almost
jumped out of my mouth, and my lower body became wet.

The perverse sexual fantasies that arose within me at the time left me utterly bewildered, though I didn't know anything about
sadomasochism .

In April of my senior's final year, he confessed his feelings to me, and of course, I said yes . I
was so happy that night I couldn't sleep.

During the six months we dated, he remained respectful, yet incredibly gentle and considerate. When I was
feeling down or depressed, he would give me a firm, tender hug without a word, stroking my
head and caressing my tear-stained cheeks if I cried. Almost every day, he would
prepare a lunchbox for me, these heartwarming gestures making me feel incredibly happy.

Perhaps he was shy, but he rarely touched me inappropriately. Once, I deliberately seduced him by leaning
closer to him, and he gently poked and pushed my left breast with his finger, then half-jokingly said,
"Baby… your breasts are too close, I can't take it, haha… be good, don't be silly."

I was furious. One

day, during extracurricular sports day, almost all the students had left by noon, and there were very few people on campus.
My senior was waiting for me at the back gate to pick me up. As soon as I saw him, I mustered up my courage and, without saying a word
, led him to a building that was always very deserted. We went into the men's restroom, locked the door from the inside, and I immediately turned around and hugged
him, kissing him passionately.

He seemed startled by my actions for a moment, and then he reciprocated my passionate kiss. My God... it turns out that this so-called "French kiss
" is so passionate and explosive. Our tongues intertwined, like we were tasting the best
dessert in the world, melting my heart and body.

He wrapped his large hands around my waist, gently but somewhat domineeringly nibbling at my lips. My mind
went blank, and I placed my hands on his broad, muscular chest, caressing them wantonly.

"Ah... baby, you're so naughty! Why so suddenly?" He grabbed my hands tightly, pressed me
against the wall, and his heavy breathing sprayed lightly on my face, tickling yet very comfortable...

My lips were still tinged with a trace of our saliva, and because my soft breasts were flattened by my senior's chest
, the pleasure of physical contact made me start to speak incoherently: "Ah... ah... darling... I...
I..."

"Okay... don't say anything..." He kissed my lips.

"Baby, be good... I'll take you home..."

"But!... Darling... Don't you want to..."

"Now is not the time... Be good... It's not that I don't like you... It's just that I like you so much that
I don't want hurt you... I told myself that when I first met you, I told myself that I would
protect you... In the future, even if we break up, at least I hope that I will only have the most beautiful
memories in your heart... without any hurt or sadness. If we can continue to be together, we can do it when you are an adult
... It's not too late."

After hearing these words, my heart softened, and I sobbed, not knowing whether I was happy or sad.
My senior is so kind... Before, all the boys who approached me, no matter how good they were to me, I knew they only
wanted to sleep with me since I was underage. I never expected that my senior would be an exception.

"Mmm~ Mmm..." I didn't know how to react, I just smiled and nodded from the bottom of my heart.

(Me: Honey, you were so mean! Saying those things back then was absolutely maddening!)

(Him: Haha, that was my trick. Otherwise, how could I have tricked you into coming here?)

(Me: You big bad guy~)

The days that followed were filled with happiness, even though I knew this relationship wouldn't last.
My senior frankly told me he would be going to another city for further studies after graduation.

And I had already made up my mind to give my virginity to this
perfect man, whom I felt there would probably never be another like him.

On the day of his graduation ceremony, I insisted on telling him my decision. That night, he
brought a condom, and I lay on his bed, opening my arms to welcome his body. We made love four times.

That night of ecstasy is unforgettable, and the virgin blood stained the bed is forever etched in my
mind.

When he officially left me, no matter how joyfully I said goodbye, I was heartbroken
for months.

So you can imagine how happy and joyful I was when my senior and I met again two years later
.

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"Hey! Baby...why are you so distracted? Eat properly!"

At this moment, my body was tightly bound by hemp rope by my senior, and I was kneeling on the ground giving him oral sex.

My senior's shout brought me back to my senses, and he suddenly thrust his thick, iron-like penis forcefully into my
mouth .

"Ugh!" I cried out in pain, but my mouth remained still holding that weapon, continuing to thrust vigorously, and then
I looked at him with a guilty expression.

Senior...no, at this moment I should call him Master. Master's penis
is the kind that . It's 7 inches long and almost 2 inches wide, very magnificent, and the glans swells up like a bird's egg,
with a beautiful shape. Moreover, Master has excellent stamina and can last a long time without ejaculating, which is what makes me obsessed with Master.

In the five days leading up to my master's "formal proposal" when I was twenty-one, my body was bound tightly with
rope , shrinking to a size of 35F2234. I was locked in an iron cage for five days, becoming my master's sex slave.

Every day, except for sleeping, eating, and relieving myself, the rest of my time was "used" by my master.

On the first day, after my master assembled the large iron cage in the soundproofed sound room, I almost
collapsed, limp, onto my master's broad body. This was partly due to excessive sexual arousal, and partly because my sexual fantasies of
many years had finally come true.

During the two years I spent with my master, my sadomasochistic tastes grew increasingly intense and perverse,
and this was my most perverse desire: fantasizing about being a girl kidnapped by bandits, locked in a cage by my master
, and becoming an absolutely perfect sex slave. I always wanted to suggest this to my master, but I was afraid he would
think I was a pervert, so I never dared to speak up.

When my master grabbed a handful of rope and started binding me, I had already fallen into the deepest abyss of eternal
lust , from which I could no longer escape…

(Him: Oh! You little girl, so you've been wanting this all along, I misjudged you~)

(Me: Tsk~ Darling, haven't you been wanting to bully me like this for a long time~ We're even, haha!)

"Get in!" My master bound me up like a meat pudding, grabbed the nipple rings on my breasts, and
roughly pushed me into that terrifying iron cage.

I was already bound and unable to move by my master. He was about to put handcuffs in the iron cage, locking my neck and
legs. I screamed, gasping for breath, "Ah... Master! Have mercy!... Ah!" "

Don't even think about it! Before you officially become my beloved wife, I need to make sure you're completely and
forever my slut! I've already told your family and friends that I want to travel around with you and
don't want anyone to bother us. You'll stay here obediently for five days!" He grabbed my neck with one hand and pressed
hard was swollen and painful from being bound, and said viciously.

At this moment, his usual gentle eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a fierce and violent murderous
aura that I had never seen before.

I looked at this man, who was like a lewd beast, in terror, but I was also extremely excited. How I wanted to
tell him, "No need to confirm, I will always be your sex slave!" I was just a little worried about whether my weak
body could withstand the storm of abuse that my master was about to unleash.

After locking me up, my master left the room. I obediently lay on the carpet.
Although he was fierce towards me, he also loved me. He had laid a soft black blanket in the iron cage beforehand.
The chains binding my neck and feet allowed me to lie down and turn over slightly.

Because I was often held and slept like this by my master, and because the uncomfortable lying position caused
pain , I gradually got used to it.

I turned to my side, closed my eyes, and began to anticipate the next moment of excitement, passion, and madness.

About an hour later, my master came in and closed the door. He was naked, and his erect
penis, full of semen, swayed wildly with his movements.

I obediently got up and knelt down, only to find that he was holding a terrifying long whip. My mind went blank.

"When I come before you, you should greet me! You lowly slave, didn't I teach you that?!" he
roared as he unlocked the cage door and crawled in.

"Yes...yes! Master, you're so...no...ahhh!!"

Before I could finish speaking, my master lashed my waist hard with the leather whip, and I screamed in pain
.

Then, my master continued to lash my swollen breasts like raindrops, making me feel both pain and pleasure. I
screamed and tried to shrink my body to the side to avoid the whip's attack.

"Ah~! It hurts so much~! Yes...ah!! I'm sorry, Master! Ah! Ah!!" "

Still trying to dodge?! I'll beat you to death!" Seeing me shrink back, my master rushed forward and continued to whip me. I
had nowhere to hide, and this made things worse. My whole body was tightly bound, imprisoned in a cage, and brutally whipped by my master.
I had never experienced anything like this before. My whole body suddenly felt hot, and the extreme pleasure of being tortured filled my mind again. I
almost reached a climax.

My master swung the whip about twenty times before stopping. I was panting heavily, sweating profusely.
My hands, bound behind my back, were wildly clawing at my buttocks. My full breasts, covered in whip marks, felt like
they were about to burst open with a pleasurable sensation.

"I...I'm sorry...Master...This lowly slave...will never do it again..." I pleaded, panting heavily.

The master put down the whip, then unlocked the shackles around my neck and feet, slowly pulling me out of the cage.
He then tied my neck to a bar outside the cage. I knelt upright, my back against
the cold iron bars, eagerly awaiting the next round of brutality.

"Dinner time, are you hungry?" he asked, squatting down and pinching my chin.

"Mmm...mmm, hungry..." I said shyly, gazing at the man I loved so much, as if in a daze
.

"I just fried some rice, you lowly slave, wait a moment, I'll bring the rice in..."

The master closed the door again and quickly returned with a plate of fragrant fried rice. The plate
was clearly a dog's bowl; I knew the master wanted me to eat like a dog.

As the master placed the bowl on the ground, I was about to beg him to unlock my neck so I could eat
, when he suddenly pressed his penis and testicles against my lips.

"Wait... I haven't added the ingredients yet... Come on! Open your mouth and give me a blowjob!"

Soon, that thick, hard penis was stuffed into my mouth again. I ignored
what my master meant by that and focused on giving him a blowjob.

I lewdly sucked and spat out my master's penis, occasionally sticking out my tongue to lick his soft
testicles and his swollen glans.

After a few strokes, my master suddenly went crazy, pressing my head down and thrusting violently. I cooperated perfectly, letting
his penis rapidly and deep into my throat. Although I was almost out of breath, I still lewdly enjoyed my master
's oral sex.

After my master pressed my head down and thrust forcefully more than a hundred times, I knew he was about to ejaculate because I felt his
glans slightly swell in my mouth. I thought he was going to ejaculate in my mouth and make me swallow it, but instead, he pulled
out , squatted down, and ejaculated onto the plate of fried rice!

I was shocked. He ejaculated five or six streams of thick, hot semen onto the rice and then stirred it with his fingers.

"Alright! You can eat now. This is my specially made 'semen fried rice' for you, my wife. You must eat
it all up , not a single grain is allowed, or next time you'll be eating 'hot piss fried rice'!" He
said lewdly as he untied the restraints around my neck.

I immediately obediently lay down like a dog, struggling to eat. My master sat down
in front of me, his hand gripping the chain connecting the leather shackles around my neck.

The first bite, I tasted the delicious fried rice mixed with semen, carrying a familiar
flavor—the taste of my master's semen. It made my whole body go limp…

"Mmm… Master's cooking is amazing~ Thank you, Master, for bestowing such delicious food upon your lowly slave~" To
please shoveled the rice lewdly, twisting my high, round buttocks wantonly, my hands grabbing wildly behind my back
.

The master lit a cigarette with satisfaction and looked at me: "My wife likes my fried rice? That's good..."

"Of course I like it~ Even if Master gave this lowly slave dog food, this lowly slave would still think it tastes just as good~"

"Hahaha! You little bitch, you've amused me quite a bit... Look at your hair, it's really in the way when it's loose...

" He stubbed out his cigarette and came closer, tying up my long hair, while I continued to obediently eat my rice.

I licked the rice bowl clean, not leaving a single grain of rice. By then, the master had already tied my precious long hair into a long
ponytail.

"Ah... thank you, Master... this lowly slave is full..." I slowly straightened up. My
back was really sore from lying like this for so long, but it was all worth it to please the master.

"Hey~ Don't think that just because you obediently submit to me, I'll go easy on you..." The master said darkly, pressing his hands against my
breasts .

"Ah... this lowly slave wouldn't dare... this lowly slave just... just wants to be a... obedient bitch..." I thrust out my chest
, letting my master caress my breasts.

Because my breasts were tightly bound by two ropes, my naturally slightly sagging breasts were now
firm and round, and their size had increased by two sizes, like a pair of breasts that had been augmented. I also liked this way of binding.
Looking at my hourglass figure in the mirror, my pair of large, round 35F breasts, my
slender waist that was shrunk to 22 inches by the ropes, and my proud 34-inch hips, my perfect devilish figure made my sex appeal skyrocket.

"Ah... my wife, your breasts are really great... so round and big... those girls outside can't compare to you at all.
You... are simply the best gift God has given me..."

My master touched my breasts all over, saying such things, and I couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.

"Ah~ Master... I'm glad you like it~ These... breasts of this lowly slave... will always... will always belong to Master~" Master
's large hands squeezed my breasts, making me feel incredibly pleasurable, and I couldn't help but tremble slightly...

As Master forcefully dug his ten fingers deep into my breasts and squeezed, an extremely pleasurable tingling sensation flowed through my entire body,
and I couldn't help but tilt my head back, exhaling a few breaths of lust.

"Look at you... your breasts are deformed from being squeezed by me and you still look like you're dying of pleasure... Tell me! Are you a pervert?
Do you like being played with like this by men!"

"Ahhh~ Yes... this lowly slave... is a pervert... Ah! My breasts... my breasts are going to... explode... um!"

"Very good! Since you know you are a perverted bitch, you should accept the punishment!!"

Master suddenly hooked a finger around the nipple rings on my nipples, pressed a large hand against my lower abdomen,
and pulled hard.

"Aaaaaah!!!! No!!!" I watched helplessly as my breasts were violently stretched
. The pain wasn't that intense, but the nipples were almost torn apart by the nipple rings, and the pain made me
scream .

"What are you yelling about! Shut the hell up! If you cry again, I'll tear off your nipples!!"

I pursed my lips tightly, shook my head violently, and tears sprayed everywhere.

My master watched my tortured expression with great enjoyment. He stood up, his fingers still hooked on the nipple rings, looking
down at me. His huge penis throbbed fiercely and terrifyingly in front of me.

Because my master had pulled my breasts up, forcing me to sit up uncomfortably, I saw my master remain silent for a few seconds.
I stared at him in horror, my eyes wide open. God... his entire body of thick, strong muscles began to tense up and were covered with veins. His
scarlet eyes were like those of an extremely ferocious beast, staring intently at me, as if he were watching
prey that had already been caught.

Oh no… He looks like he’s going to rape me to death! I was so scared that I was about to beg for mercy when he suddenly
shoved his penis straight into my nipple and started thrusting violently!

"Ah! Master! Ahhh!!..."

That night, after being brutally masturbated and facial-cummed by my master, I was pinned to the ground and placed on a wooden table, where
he violently thrust into my vulva and anus. He ejaculated four times, driving me to repeated orgasms,
my soul surging to the very peak of ecstasy, almost to the point of death...

I was covered in semen and sweat, lying on the ground soaked with saliva, vaginal fluid, semen, and sweat, trembling and
convulsing before falling into a deep sleep. Before closing my eyes, all I saw was that terrifying glans shooting copious amounts of hot
semen into my body...

(Him: Why didn't you describe in detail how I bullied you here?)

(Me: Haha, no need for that, it's not exciting enough, the real excitement is yet to come~)

(He ignored me and walked away.) =~= "

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The next day

, I don't know how much time passed before I woke up. I thought the torture and rape last night must have kept me unconscious for quite a while. Where was my master?

Was he home? Or had he gone out?

I opened my sleepy eyes and found myself still lying in the iron cage, the ropes binding me all untied. My master
was sleeping right next to me. I was stunned for a moment. I thought he would treat me as an absolute sex slave, "use" me, lock
me back up, and leave. I didn't expect him to sleep next to me.

Like a wild beast, he shared my pillow.

The small iron cage made my master curl up on his side. I didn't dare wake him, just looked at him with adoration as he slept like
a child . Not long after, my master woke up too.

"Hmm...? Hey... baby... you're awake... how are you... do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?
I was really scared last night when you fell into a deep sleep, I was worried that your body couldn't take it... even though you were just too tired and fell into a deep sleep, I'm still
worried..." He slowly straightened up and said, gently stroking my cheek.

I started crying again. My master was so considerate. With tears of joy streaming down my face, I said, my nose stinging,
"Ah... no, master... I'm just a lowly sex slave... master doesn't need to be so good to his lowly slave..."

He reached out and wiped away my tears: "What nonsense are you talking about? Even if you're a sex slave, you're still my beloved slave. Caring for
your beloved slave is a must... Don't cry, your eyes are swollen and you're not pretty anymore."

I smiled through my tears and wiped them away: "Mmm...! Don't cry... this lowly slave won't cry... master is so gentle... thank you
... thank you master..."

"You're such a little child..." He hugged me very gently. I squeezed
my body, covered in rope marks and red welts from his abuse, into his big embrace, feeling extremely happy. My master's
overflowing filling my heart.

"Baby...you're so tempting, with big breasts and a slender waist...I wish I could be invincible
, forever and ever, every single second together with you..."

This incredibly sweet courtship filled my new day with boundless energy. Afterwards, my master let me wash up
and relieve , then helped me bathe, and we had a hearty breakfast together.

Then, my master locked me back in the iron cage. He handcuffed my hands behind my back with leather cuffs, shackled my legs with
shackles, bound my slender waist with a belt , and put a thick collar around my neck. Imprisoned in the iron cage with nothing to do,
I hummed a song to myself until I fell asleep, then took a short nap.

As I drifted off to sleep, I vaguely heard my master's footsteps. I quickly got up and knelt down. Seeing my master
in front of the cage, I bowed deeply, looking at him with adoration, and said, "Hello, Master..."

"What should you say next?" my master asked, squatting down and staring at me.

"Huh?... " I didn't know how to react. I thought to myself, "Oh no, I've misbehaved and I'm going to
anger .

" "You lowly slave, get out here!" He violently opened the cage door, threw me out
, and left me on the ground. I lay there, and he looked down at me.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! This lowly slave knows his mistake... Please, master, guide this lowly slave..." I didn't know
what he would do to me next, and my breathing became rapid with worry.

"You're going to say something like 'Please, master, use this lowly slave'!" He then raised one leg and
kicked me hard in the stomach. I jumped in fright, curled up, and quickly begged for mercy. God, was my master going to beat me violently

with my hands and feet bound ? "Ahhh!! Master... I'm sorry... This lowly slave has learned... Awoo!!" He then stepped on my face with his right foot, making me cry again, feeling deeply humiliated. "You stupid slave! I'm going to give you a good beating! Otherwise, you won't behave!" The master then kicked my neck, breasts, waist, and legs again and again, before violently grabbing my neck, pulling me up, and dragging me to a corner. He fastened my collar , gagged me with a gag, and lightly punched my lower abdomen. The first time I was hung up by my master and used as a human punching bag, the feeling was a mixture of extreme humiliation and extreme masochistic pleasure, indescribable in words. "Waaaaah... Waaaaah!!! Waaaaah... Waaaah!!" "You slut! It seems I won't know the meaning of death unless I use my full strength!!" He grabbed my breasts with one hand, clenched his fist with the other, aimed at my face, and struck my face with moderate force. I cried out in pain, the excessive stimulation causing my vulva to involuntarily spray out its first stream of lustful fluid of the day. Being so inhumanly humiliated by my beloved, I actually felt aroused to the point of overflowing with lustful juices, and I even writhed hoping my master would beat me even more violently. It seems I am truly beyond redemption... Now it's even worse. Seeing my lewd appearance, his eyes turned red with rage. He punched me in the lower abdomen and hooked me upwards with all his might. Due to my master's powerful strength, I was lifted off the ground. The collar around my neck immediately tightened, almost suffocating me. He continued to throw several hook punches until I lost control of my bladder, and hot urine gushed out. "Hahahaha! I lost control of my bladder!! What a big-breasted slut!! You're beating me so well!!" I was hung up like this and "beaten" by my master for a full twenty minutes, until he got tired of playing with me, this "big- breasted slut punching bag," and only then did he stop. "Was that good? Look at you...you've peed everywhere..." I felt my feet were wet; they must have been soaked with urine... I sadly stood on tiptoe to support my weak body, and my master used a cloth to wipe my lower body and the urine on the floor.

Liquid. I was used to poop and pee, becoming my master's personal pet.

My master dragged me into the bathroom to wash me, during which he, of course, thoroughly ravaged me…
After washing me until I smelled fragrant, he tied me up tightly again with rope, carried me into the living room, turned on the TV, sat on
the sofa , and made me kneel before his lap.

I obediently rubbed my face against his thighs. He fastened my nipple rings, pressing
my soft breasts together, then inserted his hot, thick penis into my deep cleavage from below
. Next, he opened the cigarette case and inserted three cigarettes between my breasts from above.

Then, he lit a cigarette, clamping his thick legs tightly around my body, rendering me immobile.

He rubbed the head of his penis, which was almost touching my chin, with his fingers, and said lewdly, "You slut, I'm going to do
an experiment to see how long your huge breasts can hold my big cock and keep me erect..."

"Ah~ Master, do you need me to move my body?" I looked at the terrifyingly large penis and said breathlessly
.

"No need, just be a good girl and chat with me until I finish smoking the three cigarettes that are held between your breasts..."

He turned up the TV audio, and all I could hear were extremely lewd sounds of intercourse. It turned out that the master was watching pornography.

The master slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, picked up the tablet and started swiping: "Phew... I'm so happy... Slut
, look at this..." The master turned the screen over, and when I saw the picture on the screen, my face immediately
turned .

The picture was a Japanese erotic comic with exquisite drawings. A girl with huge breasts and a thin waist was tightly bound with a black leather belt,
sitting on a "wooden horse," and a tall, muscular man was whipping the girl's large breasts.

"How about it? I haven't used this on you yet... I can't find this kind of sadomasochistic Trojan, but I'll
make one myself..."

"Ah... Master... then... then this lowly slave will... will look forward to it..." The thought of being like
the girl in the picture made my whole body burn.

Master then showed me many pictures, each one more cruel and perverse than the last. Only then did I realize that
there are countless ways to sexually abuse a woman, and what I had been exposed to was just the skin. Almost
every move would cause a woman to break down both physically and mentally, and the moves Master had used on me before were only
a fraction of these thousands of methods...

I suddenly realized something. We had been dating for two years, and the days of sexual abuse were countless, but
Master had never used an electric vibrator to penetrate my vagina or anus. Curious, I timidly asked.

"Haha, I don't use those toys because I don't want to loosen your cunt! Let me tell you
, do you know why your juices have been so plentiful all these years? Even after being brutally
abused , your figure hasn't changed. Instead, you've become even more alluring and youthful, radiant and glowing?"

I found this question strange. Oh right, how come I've become more and more slender and seductive, and full of
energy ? I asked timidly.

"Ah?...I'm sorry, Master...this lowly servant didn't know..."

"Hahaha! Because I put some precious female tonics in your food. Remember my
uncle who runs a Chinese medicine shop? Whew...I bought some precious prescriptions there and added them to your drinks or soups. Also,
you've been with me for two years, haven't I been taking care of your diet? I've gone to great lengths to
raise you, this slutty girl, to be sexy, voluptuous, and full of lustful fluids~"

"Ah! Thank you...thank you for taking care of me, Master...this lowly servant is so stupid...I never knew Master...was so thoughtful..."

Ah, so that's why Master sometimes made me drink the soup he personally prepared. I never questioned it. I didn't realize
they were female tonics. And since being with Master, my diet has become very healthy. So
that's how much cares for my body.

If anyone tries to separate me from Master, I'll fight them to the death! ^~^

"Good to know... otherwise, you would have been tortured to death by now, especially those big breasts of yours, I would have
pulled them down to their sag long ago." The master lit a cigarette between my breasts while roughly
poking my nipples with his fingers.

I moaned lewdly, and the master laughed loudly, "My wife, look how infatuated I am with you,
look at my cock, even now, being squeezed by your huge breasts, it's still hard, ah... so good!"

"Thank you... to receive the master's favor... this lowly slave is so happy~" I smiled knowingly, looking
up . The close intimacy of our sexual organs made me feel like I was falling in love with the master for the first time, my heart was awakening, and I felt
an extraordinary warmth and joy.

The master and I continued our lewd love talk until he finished his cigarette. He then pulled out his huge cock, carried me
back to the sound system room, and passionately made love to each other on the floor.

The first time was an internal ejaculation, the scalding hot semen like a dam pumping straight into my uterus. The master and I
reached orgasm at the same time.

(Me: By the way~ Honey, what about the rocking horse? You haven't used it on me yet...)

(Him: What's the rush? Life's long, are you afraid I won't know how to use it? I still have many ruthless tricks I haven't used
on you yet~)

(Me: You said it~ Then I'll wait...)

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Day Three

"It's so scary... Master... no! Please... please, Master... put me down!"

The master twisted my hands behind my back and tied them with a leather belt, then bound my slender waist and neck with several leather belts,
then spread my legs as wide as possible and locked them to the ends of a long iron rod, and then
tied a ponytail.

That's right, the master was going to hang me upside down and torture me.

The master quickly pulled the axle, raising the iron bar. I was immediately suspended upside down, head in the air , body in a "Y" shape
, like a sow in a slaughterhouse. My vision was instantly reversed, directly facing the master's massive penis.
His breasts, heavy with gravity, pressed against my chin. I screamed in terror. The master squatted down in
front of , grabbed a gag, and without a word, shoved it into my mouth.

"Ughhhhhhh!!" Helplessly gagged, I trembled with fear, watching as the master
then walked to the wooden table and picked up a long, thin rattan whip.

He walked up to me, cupped the back of my head with one hand, and pulled my head forward, pressing my face against his genitals.
Then he rubbed his thick, long shaft and testicles against my face in a very lewd manner, making me so ashamed that tears streamed down my face.

"You lowly slave... today you will suffer breast torture. I have prepared many instruments of torture to punish your filthy,
vulgar breasts!" he said viciously as he poked his glans into my nipples.

"Waaaaah..." I didn't know how my master would punish my breasts, and just thinking about it made me feel excited
and scared. I saw my master take a step back and lash out with his whip across my breasts. I immediately cried and groaned in pain.

It was the first time I had ever been whipped while hanging upside down, and it felt even more humiliating and painful than being whipped in a normal position.

My body, suspended upside down, was whipped and swayed from side to side. My master concentrated all his firepower on my breasts, whipping
them until they felt like they were about to explode. The pain made me cry out in pleasure.

My master whipped my body hundreds of times before stopping. By then, I was already panting heavily from the torture, especially
my breasts, which were extremely itchy and painful.

The master then fastened a small but very heavy iron ball with a chain to the nipple ring on my left nipple,
and then fastened another one to my right. My already drooping breasts were pulled even lower by the heavy iron balls.

"You slut! Prepare yourself, I'm going to melt away these sinful giant breasts of yours!" he
said fiercely, pulling on the iron balls.

"Waaaaah...waaaah...waaaah..." Because my mouth was gagged with a large ball, I couldn't scream,
only able to whimper in extreme humiliation, saliva flowing uncontrollably down my face.

The master lit a red candle used for sadomasochism, brought it close to my breasts, and dripped the scalding wax onto my sensitive
flesh.

The slight pain made me shake my head and moan again. The master pulled the two iron balls together, letting large drops
of wax drip into the creases of my breasts and around the base of my nipples. Within minutes, my breasts and nipples were almost
completely covered in wax.

"Waaaaah!!..." My mind was blank from the abuse, and I could only moan lewdly...

After the candle burned out, my master squatted down in front of me, removed the gag, lit a cigarette, and pervertedly
admired his masterpiece.

"Ahhh... Master... please... stop... my breasts... my breasts... it hurts so much... waaaah..."

"What? It hurts a lot, doesn't it? I love abusing women's breasts the most. If you want to blame yourself, blame yourself for having
such big, filthy, and lewd breasts!"

As he spoke, he crossed the two thin iron chains with iron balls embedded in them, lit a lighter, and held the flame to the iron
balls. I was terrified. No way, was my master going to burn my nipples? I
shook my head , my whole body trembling violently!

"Ahhhhh!!! No!! It's burning!"

When the high temperature of the hot iron balls reached my nipples, the burning pain instantly spread throughout my breasts, and I
screamed wildly.

"Ahhh!!! It hurts so much!!! No!! Ah! It's broken! It's broken!!! No ahhh!!"

With a final, heart-wrenching scream, I couldn't bear the excessive stimulation, and suddenly everything went black ; I passed
out.

In my unconscious state, I vaguely felt something hard slamming against my sternum...

(Him: That's because after you passed out, I couldn't take it anymore and just masturbated you like this~)

(Me: Ah... I see~ Darling, you're so bad~)

I was woken up by being splashed with cold water. I sadly opened my eyes and found myself tightly bound with hemp rope, sitting
on a wooden chair in the bathroom. My hands were tied behind my back, hanging vertically. A hard pillow was placed behind my back, my thighs
and calves were tied together and spread wide and folded back, my feet were tied to the two wooden legs behind the chair,
and my waist was cruelly tightened with hemp rope. My body was arched forward, like a crab, fixed to the wooden chair.

"Ugh..."

The icy water splashed on my naked body made me shiver, but it also jolted me awake. I quickly looked
down at my high, swollen breasts. Thankfully, my nipples were still there, and the nipple rings and metal balls had been removed
. But I had fainted from fright earlier; my master must be very angry.

"Hmph, you fainted from such a little bit of torture! Useless!" My master poured another bucket of cold water on me.

"Ahhh!! Master... I'm sorry! Waaaaah..." I cried sadly because my
performance had disappointed my master.

"You slut!! Shut up!" My master put on his boxing glove on his right hand and
punched in the stomach.

"Ahhh... um! um!..." To express my apology, I could only purse my lips and endure the slight pain as
my master vented his anger.

Then my master took off his boxing glove, lunged forward, and violently clamped my breasts, which were bound like large meat buns
, with both hands. He opened his mouth and bit down on my left nipple.

"Ahhh~!!! Master! I'm sorry~ This lowly slave knows she was wrong! Ah! It hurts!" My tender, sensitive
nipples were being gnawed on by my master's teeth, almost biting them off, which aroused me again.

"I'm sorry... Waaah..."

My master bit my nipples on both sides, violently ravaging my breasts before letting go.

"Baby... Now you know what I'm capable of... No matter how much you beg for mercy, it's no use if you make me angry..." After he finished speaking, he
immediately pressed my head down and kissed me forcefully. This violent and lewd kiss made my whole body hot, and my mind was filled with only
carnal pleasure.

"Pfft! Ah!...Master...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...It's all my fault...Master, punish me
, kill me..." As soon as my lips were released, I gasped for breath, my mind went blank, and
I started babbling incoherently...

"Kill you? How can I? I'll torture you until you can't cry out to heaven or earth! You'll never escape my
grasp again!"

The master stood up, used a mouth gag to pry open my mouth, made me open my mouth wide, then untied the restraints on my
ankles , turned me over, raised my buttocks high back, leaned my body forward against the chair back, and then used rope to
tie my large breasts to the wooden support at the top of the chair back.

My position at this moment was extremely lewd. I was completely naked and soaking wet, my legs were bound together, my knees were on the chair, my
full buttocks were raised high, and my upper body was leaning against the back of the chair. My large breasts were pressed against the back of the chair and bound like
skewers of meat. I had no choice but to let my master do as he pleased, and I let out weak, lewd moans. My master had bound me like this;
he was definitely going to penetrate me from behind.

My master let out a muffled roar, stood behind me, and lifted the chair, along with my body, back into the sound room.

(Me: My master is so strong =~=)

(Him: What? You only weigh 49 kilograms, how heavy could a chair be? It's no problem for me!)

(Me: Oh, right~)

He placed me in the middle of the room, closed the door, walked over to me, picked up a short leather belt with
a nose hook at one end, hooked it into my nostrils, and then
clamped the other end to the gag attached to the belt at the back of my head, making me painfully raise my head. Then he used two thin cotton ropes to tie my nipples together.

Looking at his fierce expression, I knew that he wouldn't stop until he had raped me unconscious.

My whole body trembled slightly, and I slowly closed my eyes, waiting for the storm of anal rape...

The master threw the cotton ropes tied to my nipples behind my shoulders and tied the two ropes together... Then
he slapped my plump buttocks hard with both hands, followed by a hot, huge penis that thrust straight into my wet
anus!

This massive rod piercing my anus sent shivers down my spine, eliciting incredibly lewd, off-key moans. I stuck out
my tongue

, widened my eyes, clenched my fists, and convulsed all over, experiencing an unprecedented climax ! "Ugh...ugh
... "Ah! Ah! No! I'm about to cum!!" Perhaps due to the intensity, the master's young and vigorous body couldn't take it. He roared loudly, grabbing my ponytail with one hand and tugging at the rope with the other, instantly pulling my head back violently, my breasts being pulled so that my nipples almost touched my chin. I was so brutally violated that my whole body trembled uncontrollably again, tears streaming down my face, saliva spraying all over , and my juices gushing from my vulva. My mind was filled with endless lust, as if I were in the most perverse prison of depravity, being violently fucked by the master until I climaxed again. The master thrust a few more times with great force, frantically grabbing my slender waist, tugging at the rope, and just as he was about to tear my breasts off, he let out a lewd cry of climax, pumping all his hot semen into my large intestine . I was brought to another climax by his ejaculation, my eyes rolled back, my tongue lolled out, and I screamed, "Ugh!!! I'm dead!!! I'm dead!!!! Ugh!!!" My master shoved me and the chair almost against the wall before ejaculating. After he finished, satisfied, he left his huge penis inside me, slumped behind me, and I used the last of my strength to shake my buttocks wildly a few times. My master, still not satisfied, grabbed my breasts again and ejaculated another large gush of semen, making my whole body explode. ========================================================= On the morning of the fourth day , I had an extremely obscene dream. I dreamt that I was walking on a dark street when suddenly everything went dark, and then a huge penis suddenly appeared and slammed straight into my crotch. I woke up in pain and realized why I had this dream. I was still in the same position as before, being fucked from behind by my master. My legs were raised by my master, and his huge penis plunged deep into my vagina, thrusting forcefully. I was so weak from being raped that I could only let out weak moans. Only then did I realize that the nose hook and gag on my face had been removed, and my once full and huge breasts were now deformed by my chin. My whole body was wet and sticky; my master must have smeared me with essential oil before raping me. "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." My master tightly held my hands, which were bound to my buttocks, and lifted my left leg with one hand, gently thrusting his huge penis in and out, making my moans slow down . I was so fucked that I lost track of time, only enjoying my master's rape, living . "Ah...baby...you're awake...ah...your cunt is squeezing me so tight...ah...look at your juices... so much...it seems like it'll never run out, ah...you're such a stunner..." My master was very gentle, slowly inserting his penis into my cunt for a full half hour, immersing me in carnal pleasure, every inch of my skin feeling tingly. Just before he was about to climax, he suddenly pulled out his huge penis, quickly walked in front of me, and while stroking it, sprayed five or six streams of thick, hot semen directly onto my face and breasts. I obediently opened my mouth, and my master inserted his huge penis into my mouth. "Ah...suck it all out, suck out every last drop of my semen...not a single drop can be left..." "Mmm...mmm..." I held half of my master's huge penis tightly in my mouth, sucking hard while using my tongue to caress this treasure that was driving me to ecstasy, reluctant to let go for a long time... My master held my head and pulled his penis out of my mouth. He squatted down and stroked my face, smearing the semen all over my face: "You slut...don't be impatient, I'm going to do the whole thing tonight. Let me rest for a while, then I'll fuck your big tits..." "Mmm~ Thank you, Master...thank you..." I nodded obediently. My master pulled over a chair, sat in front of me, and spent a full half hour playing with my face and breasts . He picked up two vibrating eggs, used adhesive tape to firmly attach them to my nipples, turned them on, and the eggs began to vibrate. I let out intermittent, lewd moans. Then he pinched the tip of my nose and pressed his mouth against my lips, kissing me passionately. "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." After a long, passionate kiss, he pried open my mouth with his fingers, commanding me to stick out my tongue, then he nibbled at it with his teeth, gently pulling at it. He then licked my face and cheeks wantonly until his massive member was ready again. He stood up and inserted his thick, long penis into my nipples.

"Ah~ Master, thrust harder~ Burst my breasts~" I don't know where I got the courage, but I urged my master to
brutally breast rape me.

"Okay! I won't let you down, I'll burst your big tits today!! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" My

master had a look of satisfaction on his face, pinching and squeezing my breasts with both hands, and began to thrust violently.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! It hurts! Ah! Ah! It feels so good! Oh! Oh! It hurts! Ah! Ah!"

My master thrust his glans straight into my sternum. I looked at my breasts, which were bound and squeezed until they were slightly deformed,
with a thick penis thrusting back and forth between them. My nipples were being stimulated by a vibrating egg. I wished time could
stop for a moment, so that my master could keep raping me, raping me until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled...

My master thrust hundreds of times, then his whole body trembled and let out a comfortable roar. He pulled out his penis,
tore off the vibrating egg from my left nipple, and shoved his hot, swollen glans into my nipple. Almost the entire glans sank into the tip of my nipple,
making my left breast concave. Then he ejaculated.

I stuck out my tongue and made incredibly lewd moans, reaching a slight climax.

After my master ejaculated with satisfaction, he untied my restraints, carried me to the iron cage, and handcuffed
my hands and feet, which were placed in front of his chest. Then he held me tightly and we fell asleep together.

I didn't wake up until noon. My master must have been exhausted; he was still fast asleep when I woke up.

I gently stroked his thick eyebrows with my fingers, then boldly leaned in and pressed my lips to his
cheek .

"Mmm...ah...baby...good morning...what are you doing?" My master was awakened by my actions. He rubbed
his eyes and looked at me with some confusion.

I gently rolled over and pressed my body against my master's broad and imposing frame, acting coquettishly.

"Good afternoon, Master~" I said, looking at the wall clock, "This lowly slave saw Master sleeping so sweetly and
wanted to sneak up on you with my lips, but I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly~" I said, licking my master's
rough neck.

"Ah...you little slut, so incredibly horny, didn't you get enough pleasure yesterday?" My master put his hands on his head, letting
me tease him wantonly.

"Mmm~ It feels so good, Master is making this slave fly to heaven~ Master is so amazing~"

Master then had me wash up, and after lunch, he tied me up again and put me back in the cage. He said
he had something to do and had to go out for a while.

I obediently lay in the cage, my body bound like a fleshy worm, and fell asleep on the blanket.

When I was sleeping soundly, probably past dusk, I was suddenly awakened by a loud banging on the door. I
was at a loss and opened my eyes wide. I saw Master rushing into the room naked and frantically, quickly opening the cage door and crawling
in. A slap landed on my cheek.

Before I could react, my mouth was quickly gagged with a gag .
Like a hungry beast, Master frantically spread my legs wide and
raised !

"Ugh ugh ugh ugh!!!..." I was terrified. My vulva was suddenly being penetrated and pounded by his tongue. The sudden
stimulation made me scream wildly.

The master squatted down, his large hands tightly gripping my legs, burying his head between my legs and violently attacking my
vulva. He bit and tore at my clitoris and labia, until my whole body went limp and trembled with lust, my saliva and vaginal
fluids immediately overflowing.

Then the master lowered my legs, roared, pressed down on my lower abdomen, and thrust his huge penis all the way into my
vulva!

I was violently raped, my whole body trembling violently. My body, bound like a rag doll, was pressed down and
brutally raped by the master.

The master roared like a beast, his veins and muscles bulging at an incredible speed, while
he pinched my breasts, his long nails scratching bloody marks on them like animal claws. His penis thrust into my lower body again and
again , savagely and violently, until my vulva almost tore open, my breasts felt like they were about to explode from the pain, and
my whole body convulsed and spasmed, immediately reaching orgasm.

Then the master pulled out his wet penis, and used the rope that had been piled up beside the cage to tie my beautiful legs apart and cross
them into an M shape, binding them tightly. He suddenly picked me up, then wrapped a
rope around my neck and tightened it, passing the two ends of the rope around the crossed legs and binding huge penis at my honey hole and pressing me down ! "Wa ... Just after the second climax, my master suddenly gripped my slender waist tightly with both hands and twisted me violently, turning my body around to the back and then to the front. My god, this was too intense! My master was simply insane ! " Ughh ... After dozens of rotations, my master grew tired. He turned me around and pulled me into his arms, continuing to thrust seven or eight hundred times. Occasionally, he would clamp my nipples shut with a vise. My eyes rolled back, I was being penetrated to the point of multiple orgasms , my lower body was soaking wet, my whole body felt like it was about to explode, I didn't even know where I was anymore… After countless orgasms, my master pushed me down and straddled my lower abdomen, grabbing my breasts and squeezing my testicles and huge penis tightly, like a giant, round meat bun with a large sausage stuck on top. Then, a wild roar, thick, hot semen gushed out like a fountain from the tip of his penis, spraying onto both of us… I lay on the ground, convulsing and panting, my soul suspended in mid-air. My master quickly regained his energy, turned my body downwards, and thrust his huge penis into my anus again… “Ughh ...

I don't know how I survived that night. I was repeatedly raped by my master, and afterwards I collapsed
from exhaustion ...

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On the fifth day

, I groggily opened my eyes and found myself on the cold floor in the center of the sound room. I
wasn't bound. I slowly got up and looked around for my master, but he wasn't there.

What time is it? I turned around and looked at the wall clock. It was past 1 a.m. I curiously walked towards the door, but
suddenly froze when I was about to open it. Ah... I'd better not go out. Today is the last day. If I go out without
my master's permission, I'll definitely get punished.

I stood in front of the door for a moment, and suddenly the doorknob turned. My master opened the door and came in, facing me.

"Ah! Master! I'm sorry!... Hello!" I obediently took a step back, placed my hands on my genitals,
and bowed .

"You're awake... You were exhausted yesterday, are you alright?" My master led me out of the room. "Come on, are you hungry
? Do you want something to eat?"

"Hmm..." My master led me to the dining room. There was a stack of sandwiches on the table. My stomach rumbled when I saw it.
After a crazy night of "intense exercise," I realized I hadn't eaten dinner, and now I felt so hungry.

"Ah... thank you, master..." I wanted to sit down and eat right away, but I was afraid my master wouldn't like it, so I looked at him with
questioning eyes, waiting for his next instruction.

My master went straight to the refrigerator: "Baby, sit down and eat. I'll make you some warm milk."

I sat down timidly. Ah, my master is so thoughtful. The two sandwiches were mixed, and there was
a plate of . I started to wolf down my food.

"Don't choke..." My master sat down in front of me, held the milk in front of me, and reached out to brush my
hair aside.

I was foolishly munching on my sandwich. What was wrong with my master? He was being unusually gentle. I started to worry. That's just how
he is . When he's gentle, he intoxicates me; when he's violent, he terrifies me. Maybe he's
being nice to me now, but he'll be even more violent towards me next.

As I thought about it, my whole body started to heat up.

"Thank you... Master... Mmm... So delicious..."

"Oh dear... What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

I hurriedly shook my head and said, "No... This lowly slave is fine... I'm not feeling unwell..."

My master silently placed his right hand on his chin, staring intently at me. His
piercing gaze seemed to see right through me, making me uneasy. I turned away, unable
to meet his eyes.

(Him: I knew what you were thinking all along, haha!)

(Me: Oh, of course, darling, you know your emotions were very unstable during that period~)

(Him: It's all your fault...)

"I know what you're thinking, baby. Don't worry, I won't mistreat you today. I was exhausted last night,
I need to rest well for a day because tomorrow is the big day..."

According to the master's arrangement, five days of absolute master-slave life, and then the sixth day is the proposal ceremony. Although I
don't care that much about the proposal, because since I got back together with this man, I have long been completely
conquered by him. Only heaven knows, my heart belongs only to him.

After the meal, the master took my hand and walked back to the sound room. I obediently stood still and let him
lock my hands and feet behind my back with two pairs of pink leather cuffs with locks and long iron chains. Then he put a pink bow around my neck
and carefully tied my long hair into a cute ponytail.

I timidly steadied myself, only to discover that almost every inch of my body bore the marks of my master's torment. Five claw marks marred
my full breasts… Oh dear, didn't my master say he wanted to rest? Why is he still
tied me up? Is my body so irresistible to men? =~=

I saw my master walk to the stereo, turn on the player, and put in a CD. It was one of my
favorite , "Cradled in Love." He came over,
gently embraced my slender waist, kissed my forehead, and whispered, "Come on, baby… dance with me
…"

I looked at him, flattered and surprised. He began to lead me in moving my body.

My eyes welled up with tears of joy. I looked up at my master, mesmerized, and began
to dance along with his steps…

My master led my dance while gently singing along.

"youhadabluenenotesapphireyes...toba
ckupallthosegazes...topierecemyguardan
dtotakemysoulof...tofarawayplaces~"

My master's deep voice sang the lyrics to my heart. All the sweet love melted my body and soul
. My master sang while stroking my face. I was so weak that my legs went limp. My naked breasts
bumped against my master's chest. My master held me to keep me from falling.

"Sodon" tcryforyourlove...crytearsofjoy
...cuzyou "real...cradledinlove..."

I was so happy that I started to sob. My master hugged me and slowly started dancing: "Baby, I promise
you...in this life, I want you to be like the song says, only shedding tears of joy, not sadness...
and from now on, I will remove the word 'sadness' from your life..."

"Ah~ Master~ I love you...I love you~ I love you~..." I was so moved that tears streamed down my face.
Foolishly , I kept saying I loved the man I loved most.

"I know, I know... Me too. The person I love and am most infatuated with in my heart is only you, my darling
..."

The extremely romantic time passed very quickly, but it was also very precious. Afterwards, my master carried me into his bedroom, and we
drifted off to sleep together...

The morning sunlight shone through the thin curtains, and I slowly opened my eyes. I saw my master lying on top of me, lovingly
rubbing my nipples.

"Ah... Master... Good morning..." A tingling sensation told me that all of this was real, and not a
dream.

"Come... let me kiss your whole body, give you a morning full of energy..." He finished speaking and
began to kiss me lightly from top to bottom, his wet lips landing on my face and all the way to my toes.

I felt so pampered that I was still in the sweetest dream.

Then my master picked me up and let me sit on his lap, gently kissing my lips.

"Baby, you are so beautiful, I love your little mouth, I love your big eyes... I love your
collarbone , I love your full and big breasts, and your nipples... I love your soft waist, and your
cute belly button... I love your honey pot... I love everything about you... but what I love most is your heart..."

"Ah... thank you... thank you for your love, master..." I trembled all over as my master's rough hands caressed me
, my breath coming in gasps, my mouth slightly open.

"Come on, let's go have breakfast~"

Breakfast was fragrant milk and cereal cooked by the master. He didn't untie my hands, but simply hugged me from behind with
my hands tied behind my back and sat me at the table, feeding me the cereal spoonful by spoonful.

My whole body went limp, leaning against the master's strong body, being fed by him like a baby. Then the master
took me into the bathroom and personally helped me wash up, letting me relieve myself before washing my anus and labia.

I was taken care of by the master like a pet all day long. When I was thirsty, he would fill the milk jug with juice and
feed me, letting me lie on him and suck on the nipple like a baby. When our butts got tired from sitting in front of the TV,
he would pull on the chain around my neck like a dog on a walk, walking me around this large apartment.

Occasionally, we'd dance and sing together, have afternoon tea, and then watch romantic movies together.
In the evening, we'd splash and play in the bathroom. Later that night, my master held me close again, dancing gently for a long, long time… This day became the happiest, most romantic, and most blissful day

of my life, before I was even officially married to my master . =The End=

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