My classmate is a pervert.

Chapter 1: My First Day of University
I am a university student, nineteen years old this year.
Because of my excellent grades, I was admitted to a top-tier university for further studies. I am also very beautiful, 168 cm tall, with measurements of 95-59-83, and my F-cup bra is a showstopper wherever I go! However, I also have a masochistic side known only to a very few.
My first masturbation was after my first period in junior high school. At that time, I was just an innocent little girl, touching my breasts and clitoris, masturbating until I reached orgasm. But that wasn't enough; I wanted more. Once, I even considered breaking my hymen with my fingers, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
This is my first morning of university, at 4 a.m. To my surprise, two of my three female companions are in the same class as me again, and we're even in the same dormitory again. This brings back memories of those exciting yet humiliating days in high school.
I'm used to sleeping naked, so I skipped taking off my clothes and went straight to the sink. I instinctively touched my clitoris first, feeling that my vagina was a little wet. Then, I skillfully took out the transparent cylindrical glass that had been inserted into my vagina all along. (Here's a spoiler: this glass was a gift from one of the mistresses. Since I was still in the early stages of training, the glass wasn't very big, only about 6cm in diameter and 20cm in height.) After removing the glass, my vagina immediately contracted back. This was also a result of the mistresses' training. I could even use the strength of my vagina to clamp a metal chopstick with a 150-gram weight added! Getting back to the point, after taking out the cup, I arrived at something that always causes me immense stimulation after doing this: I squeezed my urethral sphincter forcefully, but instead of urine, I squeezed out a toothbrush handle about 0.3 cm long. "Ugh!" The toothbrush bristles were deep inside my bladder, so every time I took it out or put it back in, it was extremely stimulating for me. But it was my mistress's order, and I had to carry it out semi-voluntarily. "Oh! Ugh!" I gently bit my lower lip and pulled out the 9 cm long travel-sized toothbrush. (Regular toothbrushes are generally 18 cm or longer; only travel-sized ones are shorter.
The maximum diameter of a woman's urethra plus bladder is no more than 12 cm. This is almost penetrating! Don't tell me about those superhuman beings! I'll only say all the descriptions in parentheses once; I won't repeat them below.
Please use your imagination to determine the size.)
Only a couple of drops of urine leaked out accidentally. "Hoo~!" I took a deep breath, placed the clear glass at the opening of my urethra, and then, with a "Mmm~!" I let out a satisfying urination that I had been holding in all night. As usual, I released about 260-280 ml of urine. Since my glass was 300 ml, I easily knew the number.
I took my toothpaste from the shelf by the sink, squeezed a pea-sized amount onto my toothbrush, and started brushing as usual.
After rinsing my mouth with the urine, I didn't wash the glass. Instead, I inserted it back into my vagina, with the opening facing upwards, so that the vaginal fluid flowing from my uterus would flow directly into the glass without wetting my skirt. My mistress tacitly approved of this. I
didn't put the toothbrush back into my urethra; instead, I placed it on the sink shelf along with the toothpaste.
Next came the daily cleaning. Since the mistress's schedule for my daily "training" was irregular, even after showering, I'd quickly become sweaty or dirty.
So, I had to clean myself before she got up.
And there was another important reason: the early morning was my only opportunity to defecate each day! If you only looked at my upper body, I was quite attractive, but if you kept looking, you'd see a woman who was about four to six months pregnant. I was given an enema? Well, not exactly a proper enema.
Keep reading and you'll see. I pulled out that cone-shaped anal plug, only 3cm in diameter and 5cm high, and placed it on the floor next to the squat toilet. Then I relaxed my body, and my anus opened wider and wider until finally, the flood began! Starting with a "plop!", a series of "splatter! splatter! plop! plop!" sounds followed one after another, like a machine gun, unstoppable! My stool contained liquid, brown granular matter, and occasionally long, brownish-yellow feces. There were even one or two pieces of soiled tissue mixed in. Liquid, solid, and semi-fluid—a mixture of three different substances—flowed continuously for three minutes. "Mmm~!" Each time I emptied my body, I felt an indescribable sense of relief! But it would soon be filled up again! After finishing, I pressed the toilet tank button and turned on the shower, carefully cleaning every corner of my body.
At the same time, I picked up a soft-bristled toilet brush and meticulously scrubbed the toilet bowl clean.
Then, I did something unexpected: I pulled the hose from the toilet tank and inserted it into my anus! "Ugh!" After several enemas, when I was clean enough, I knelt on the floor, sticking my butt out, and inserted the soft-bristled toilet brush into my anus. Although the brush was soft-bristled, how soft could you expect a toilet brush bristles to be? So, those soft bristles still made my rectum both painful and itchy.
As instructed by the mistress, I brushed for almost 5 minutes at different angles and with different pressures, stopping just before I was about to climax. I pulled the toilet brush out, and that feeling of being stuck in the middle was driving me crazy. But I still strictly followed the mistress's orders. Years of training had taught me absolute obedience, and every time the mistress thought of a new way to play or a new training program, she would film the whole process. They had a large number of my self-torture works in their hands, and with my masochistic tendencies acting up, everything naturally went in a vicious cycle.
Then, naked, I walked out of the bathroom, took the checkers set from my desk, and sat down next to the toilet. I opened the crystal checkers box, took out five of each color of glass marbles, a total of 30. Without thinking, I picked up one of the marbles, rubbed it against my urethra a couple of times, and then, with a push of my index finger, almost reached the bladder opening. But I didn't stop there; clearly, I was going to put all 30 one-centimeter-sized marbles into my bladder.
It took about five minutes to insert all 30 marbles into my body. Since my bladder was empty, I could clearly hear the clattering sound of the marbles inside with every step.
If others listened carefully, they could also hear a series of faint gurgling sounds. The lady of the house loved seeing this scene where others noticed the sounds but didn't understand why; it always made them cover their mouths and secretly laugh.
So, their daily routine for me gained another item: I had to consciously insert a certain number of glass marbles into my bladder, the same number as the most my masters had ever inserted.
Next came the actual bathing time, which was a normal girl's bath, so I won't describe it.
If you've ever seen a girl finish bathing in under 30 minutes, you've probably only seen it during military training. I won't go into how long it took, but by the time I finished washing my anus, bra, and myself, it was already dawn, probably around 6 a.m. Oh, since I recently received my mistress's vaginal contraction training, she generally doesn't allow me to wear underwear anymore, so I didn't need to bathe.
After doing all this, it was still early, the mistress hadn't woken up yet, and I couldn't sleep either. I could only look at the azure sky, and my mind couldn't help but recall my first encounter with the mistress and that perverted virginity-breaking ritual.
Chapter Two: The Seduction of a Madman
. This happened not long after I started high school. I attended a boarding high school, and could only go home once a week. Because my home was far away, I usually only went home once every two weeks. My parents didn't interfere much in my affairs, or rather, they didn't care much. They were typical Chinese people who favored sons over daughters, spoiling my younger brother rotten, but ignoring me completely. They gave me enough allowance each month, and that was it.
So, whenever I had free time, and my roommates weren't around, I would secretly start masturbating. Because I had enough pocket money, I bought myself some sex toys, but I didn't dare buy a vibrator because I was still a virgin, and I just couldn't bring myself to do it.
Today was Sunday, and they had all gone home, leaving me alone in the dorm. So, I moved the large metal cabinet, took out a box from the corner, and opened it to reveal three thumb-sized vibrating eggs.
I taped two of them to my nipples with clear tape, then held one in my hand, stroking my clitoris with my other hand while hovering the vibrator over my most sensitive area. Suddenly
, "Ding-a-ling!"
—a sound that startled me so much I immediately orgasmed, even losing control of my bladder. Because I was afraid of soiling my bed and didn't dare do this on the balcony, my vagina was now directly facing the door; anyone opening the door would have a clear view of my private parts! Perhaps because I was so frightened, urine sprayed towards the door like a squirt, and her first reaction was disbelief! A pervert masturbating in her dorm?!
And in such a sensitive spot! My first thought was, "I'm doomed! Someone saw us! It's probably her roommate. High school has only just begun; there are still three years to go! What am I going to do?" I braced myself, my body still weak from the afterglow of my orgasm, and looked up. Sure enough, it was my roommate, Jing Bing! I tried desperately to explain, "I...I..." but in the end, I couldn't find a suitable excuse. At that moment, tears welled up and I burst into tears. I wasn't faking it; I was genuinely terrified.
However, Jing Bing didn't move or say anything after entering the room. She just stood there, stunned. Seeing me cry, she didn't come over to comfort me.
After I had been crying for about a minute, Jing Bing seemed to finally come to her senses. But she didn't even glance at me. She picked up the keys that had fallen to the ground, gently closed the door, and took off her shoes. Everything was harmonious; she simply ignored me.
Finally, as if no one else was around, she took off the dress that had been soaked by my urine mixed with some other bodily fluids, and threw it into my laundry tub. It seemed she was too lazy to put on clothes, so she walked to my side in her underwear and wiped the tears from my face with her hand.
With a mix of curiosity, command, and an indescribable tone, she said to me, "Actually, I'd love to do something exciting like you, but I can't. I've promised someone that everything I do is under their control. So, I want to know, what does an orgasm feel like? Is masturbation pleasurable?
"
I was stunned, forgetting even to cry. After a long pause, I blushed and timidly said, "I don't know how to describe it. An orgasm is like a whoosh! Then you feel warm all over, a kind of indescribable feeling. I guess that's what pleasurable feels like." "Hmm." Jing Bing nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with my assessment. But the next moment, my joy vanished. "From now on, you'll wash my clothes for me. In exchange, I'll train you for free. Well, to be precise, I'll give you pleasure while you get pleasure too. A win-win situation, how about it?" "I...I..." This leap in thought was too much for me to answer. Was she threatening me? "Judging from your expression, it seems like you're saying I'm trying to threaten you?" Jing Bing chuckled, rummaged through her bag, pulled out an iPhone 6, waved it at me, then put it back in her bag, saying, "If I wanted to threaten you, all I had to do was press the shutter button. Would you dare disobey?
"
I looked down at my current state. Two vibrating eggs were still stuck to my erect nipples, vibrating incessantly, and there was a wet puddle of urine mixed with bodily fluids under my buttocks. If Jing Bing took a picture in this state, I really wouldn't dare disobey! Thinking about this, my expression became a little strange. What exactly did Jing Bing want to do? "Okay, seeing that your IQ is really not high, I'll explain again." Jing Bing pulled me up from the ground, then pointed to herself, then pointed to me, saying, "My body is no less impressive than yours, right?" I looked at Jing Bing, then at myself. Sure enough, we both have great figures! Jingbing continued,
"Actually, I still prefer being a Dom, but I've already said it, and I can't take it back once it's given away, so this is all I can do. However, you're obviously a M, and I can't be a Dom to myself, so I think SM with you is pretty good too. You masturbate just to find pleasure and excitement, and I also want to experience the pleasure of disciplining someone else. It's a win-win situation, so why not?" Hearing Jingbing's words, I hesitated. What she said wasn't wrong. I masturbated just to find that kind of excitement and pleasure. My methods were always the same, and I was getting tired of playing by myself. Being disciplined by Jingbing might not be so bad, and once this idea came out, it was unstoppable! (It wasn't until Jingbing had trained me to the point where I couldn't live without her guidance that she smiled and reminisced, saying that everything was actually under her control. She admitted that I might not have originally been a masochist, but she used a little psychological manipulation to mislead me until I truly became one under her influence, at which point she wickedly revealed the truth to me.
) "You're still a virgin, right?"
Jingbing's thoughts were so disjointed, her words didn't seem to connect, and I didn't react for a moment.
"You can take your time to think it over, think it through carefully before you speak. I won't force you, nor will I threaten you. We're on the same team, just helping each other. Even if I do take photos later, I'll only enjoy them myself, absolutely not share them! But you really need to think it over carefully before contacting me, because I'll arrange the most humiliating yet most blissful virginity-breaking ceremony for you. Virgins can't do many fun things, so they have to lose their virginity.
"
Jingbing didn't even blush, talking about losing her virginity as if she weren't a virgin herself.
However, hearing Jingbing's words made me hesitate. My initial passion cooled considerably. I was afraid to lose my virginity, but I didn't know who I was preserving it for. Jingbing's words were like a mosquito gently biting her sore spot—it was very itchy, but she dared not scratch it.
"Alright, let's talk about this later. The important thing is that you'll be washing all my clothes from now on. Consider it payment for keeping your secret," Jingbing said to me in a commanding tone.
I nodded with a wry smile, removed the vibrator from my nipple, and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Several weeks had passed since
the shocking classroom exposure in Chapter 3.
Jingbing hadn't mentioned what happened that day, nor had she said anything about disciplining me. She seemed to know nothing, treating me only as a classmate, roommate, or female friend. However, she still left all her clothes for me to wash.
Campus life continued as usual. Every Friday afternoon, the four periods were nominally free time, but most of the time the teacher would project a historical or educational film for everyone to watch. Basically, you weren't allowed to leave the classroom, and the teacher would patrol periodically, making everyone afraid to make any sudden moves. Students could only obediently sit in their seats, dozing off or playing on their phones. Of course, some wealthy students would play PSP II. Anyway, the classroom maintained a peaceful and quiet atmosphere.
Suddenly, the student in front of me passed me a note. The note had my name written on it. The top left corner said "Jingbing Express," and the bottom right corner said "Call Yu Meiling." Clearly, Yu Meiling was my name.
Curious, I opened the note, only to find it was entirely in English. It seemed Jingbing was afraid someone would peek. High school does have class divisions, and some schools, to demonstrate their fairness, always put one or two top students in lower-level classes, or students admitted through bribery to be day students. They claim there's no class division, but everyone knows what's written on the note. Unfortunately, Jingbing and I, two top students, were placed in the lowest-level class—the worst class in the entire grade! Only 6 out of 46 students passed English, and 4 of them barely passed! So, if they saw Jingbing wrote in English, they probably wouldn't even look at it before passing it to the next person. After all, if it wasn't passed to someone else for a while, everyone would know you were peeking, and no one would pass notes to that person anymore. That's the rule of high school! I peeked at Jingbing; she smiled at me, then lay down on the table, staring at me without saying a word.
I carefully read the English on the note, and the gist of it was: "Want something exciting?" You haven't masturbated since last time, have you? Let's play a little thrilling game. I've blocked your little gift with the back door. Do you dare take off your skirt and underwear and crawl over to get it? I wrote down the requirements in detail there, with a two-star rating for danger (out of
ten).
They even marked the danger level! But when I looked up at all the classmates, I realized that almost no one would turn around to look back. Aside from the occasional teacher coming in to check, which was a little dangerous, I was actually quite safe.
First, I was sitting in the last row on the left, against the wall, and there were no desks next to me. The person in the group opposite me was a notorious sleeper, someone you couldn't wake up until after school. Second
, the teacher just came in once, less than two minutes ago, so she probably won't be coming back to check again anytime soon.
Third, the back door was just to her right, not far away, probably only three or four meters.
Fourth, the school uniform is long, so even if I take off my skirt, it won't be noticeable when I squat down. If I'm discovered, I can just squat down or sit down immediately. As long as my posture is correct, no one will be able to tell that I'm not wearing anything underneath.
In other words, as long as I'm quiet and don't make any noise, no one will notice me. The danger level is indeed only two stars! I gritted my teeth and decided to do it! I hadn't masturbated in so long, and I was a little itchy. I wanted to try exposing myself in the classroom, since the danger level was so low! So, I quietly moved my chair back, slightly stood on tiptoe, and took off my skirt and underwear together. Then, I quietly stuffed them into my desk drawer. Finally, I quietly squatted down.
I silently crawled to the back door. With a mix of fear, excitement, and thrill, I looked up at my classmates. After realizing that they really hadn't noticed me, I became bolder. I took out a small box from behind the door, and sure enough, there was a small note inside.
This time it's written in Chinese, haha, I knew you'd do it. You've already come all this way, are you planning to leave empty-handed? The half-open back door is enough to hide your petite body. I bought an electric massage pad, so enjoy yourself. Of course, before that, tie the things I gave you to it, and don't take them off afterward. I'll check after school. Danger level: five stars.
Of course, you have a second option: just tie the bell on and go back to your seat.
(Friendly reminder: the teacher comes in around 10, 20, and 15, so you decide how much time you have left!) Jingbing was probably worried that someone would find the box and note, so she didn't write any sensitive words inside. If she had, only a masochist like me would understand.
I hesitated for a moment, and I also felt that, as Jingbing said, just going back to my seat like this wasn't enough. Danger level: five stars, I'll take the plunge! I quickly grabbed the small box and hid behind the half-open door. I took out an electric massager from it, placed two semi-transparent massage pads inside my bra, and then stuck the remaining two on the inside of my thighs. But when I saw the bell with the small clip, I hesitated for a moment, then involuntarily followed Jingbing's advice and clipped it to my clitoris. I gave a wry smile; why was I always being led by Jingbing? But since it was already clipped on, I hesitated for a moment and didn't remove it. After all, the bell wasn't very big, and the sound was relatively quiet. They were playing a historical anti-Japanese war film, so if you listened carefully, you probably wouldn't hear the bell. But psychologically, I still felt I would be discovered, so I didn't dare to make any big movements. This strange stimulation made me impatiently turn on the massager.
Bang! "Ah!"
My heart jumped out of my chest! I'd accidentally turned the acupuncture mode up to the maximum intensity. I immediately covered my mouth to keep quiet. Even though no one else could hear the bell, a girl's scream was loud enough for the whole class to hear without a problem. Bang! Another one! Because I was covering my mouth with both hands, I couldn't adjust the mode or intensity back down. This vicious cycle began. The bell clipped to my clitoris kept jingling, stimulating my heart, but I couldn't let go of my mouth. If I loosened my grip even a little, I was afraid I'd scream out loud, and then I'd be completely ruined! So, with worry, fear, and a little bit of stimulating excitement, I climaxed!
Now I couldn't let go of my hands even a little; even a slight loosening would make me groan! (Later I guessed it was all Jingbing's doing. The massager doesn't have human intelligence; every time you use it, it will turn on at the same intensity and mode as before. Jingbing emphasized the time on the note, telling me to stick it on my most sensitive spot, probably so I'd stay like that until school was over!
How awful!) "Click!"
Someone took a picture! Oh no, I'm done for! My hands and legs felt like they'd lost control, and I collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Actually, Jingbing had timed it perfectly before handing me the note, and I hadn't noticed. There were only ten minutes left before school ended. I hesitated, took off my skirt, and crawled over, which took seven or eight minutes. Jingbing kept emphasizing that the teacher might come, misleading my sense of time, making me think there was still some time before school ended. In fact, when I put on the massage patch and got ready, there were only a few seconds left before school ended. It just so happened that I turned on the massager at that moment. The intense stimulation and the little bell on my clitoris made me ignore the school bell.
Anyway, when I woke up again, I was already in my dorm. Jingbing was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at me with a half-smile.
I wanted to lash out, at least to yell at Jingbing, but my other two roommates were there too, and besides, it was actually my own decision, so I couldn't blame Jingbing. Therefore, I had no choice but to swallow my anger and bear it.
But Jingbing wasn't going to let me off so easily. She said, "You're heavy, you know how much effort it took me to carry you back? How did you get sick? Are you alright now?" "Thank goodness, I'm fine." I practically gritted my teeth as I said it. If my other two roommates hadn't been packing and hadn't left, I swear I would have given Jingbing a good scolding! "Ah~!" I almost screamed. Those massage patches were still stuck on me. Jingbing mischievously pressed the "on" button, but luckily she set it to vibration massage mode and a moderate intensity, so I could cover my mouth in time and prevent my other two roommates from hearing.
"I'm the one who took the picture, and I'm the one who carried you back with all that effort. You're sick, so don't move your hands around." Jingbing was warning me not to touch the massage patches! My face flushed red, I gritted my teeth and glared at Jing Bing, suppressing my pleasure, and said, "What...what do you want to do?" "Even though you're a woman, I'm a woman too. I can't do anything to you, but don't you find it exciting? Don't you feel a lot of pleasure?" Hearing Jing Bing's words, I really felt something, and subconsciously put my hand on my clitoris. But I felt a hard little clamp. Jing Bing probably hadn't touched any of my equipment. I didn't take off the clamp, but instead rubbed my clitoris through the clamp and tugged at the clamp, getting into the mood.
"I told you not to move your hand around, didn't you hear me? Since this is your first offense, I'll forgive you this time, but don't do it again, otherwise I'll give you a punishment. If you don't complete it, I'll post the photos I took on my phone on Weibo without blurring them. You'd better deal with it yourself!" Jing Bing's face instantly turned cold, and she whispered in my ear.
"Mmm~!"
Just then, the massager vibrated again, making my response sound more like a moan. However, I still showed my compliance with my actions, taking my hands out from under the covers to indicate that I would obey.
Jing Bing smiled with satisfaction, then put her hands inside. She tugged at the clips on my clitoris, then directly applied the massage pads that were on the inside of my thighs to both sides of my vagina. The vibration almost made me orgasm instantly, but Jing Bing's actions didn't stop there. She took off my bra, pulled it out from under the covers and threw it next to my pillow, then put her hands inside my vagina. Now I was really scared, afraid that she would puncture my hymen in one go, but I didn't dare to put my hands under the covers to stop Jing Bing. I could only look at Jing Bing pitifully, hoping that she would have mercy and spare my hymen.
Chapter Four: Both Girls Were on Drugs
"Oh? They really are."
After saying this, Jingbing didn't continue. Her hand remained inside me, touching my hymen, neither penetrating nor withdrawing.
Jingbing's face was completely expressionless. I had no idea what she was thinking. I simply put my hand under the covers and silently prayed. I wasn't mentally prepared, and I didn't want to lose my virginity this way.
"We're leaving, bye-bye!"
Just as I was nervously watching Jingbing's movements, my two roommates finally finished packing and waved to us.
"Bye-bye!"
I waved back. I couldn't wait for them to leave; at least it would be easier to talk to Jingbing that way.
"Jingbing?"
I tentatively called out to her.
"Yeah."
Jingbing finally pulled her hand out. To my surprise, she wasn't afraid of getting dirty. After taking her hand out, she sniffed it and then wiped it on my blanket as if no one else was there. She really acted like I didn't exist! However, I didn't dare to argue. She had leverage over me; if she just released that photo, I wouldn't be able to stay at this school, let alone meet the teachers or parents.
"I'm a little tired. I've been thinking too much. Sometimes I just space out. I'm going to bed to sleep first, then I'll think about tomorrow's game, and which method I should use to take your virginity, one that's unforgettable yet leaves you with a feeling of humiliation every time you recall it." Hearing Jingbing's words, my body trembled involuntarily. I didn't know if it was the vibration from the massage pad or my own trembling.
"Oh, right, my phone is in that bag over there. The password is 1 to 4. I've already uploaded the photos to my private cloud drive. I took three pictures in total." I had actually planned to secretly delete the photos while Jingbing was sleeping, but I didn't expect her to be so cautious. I was speechless.
"Oh, and one more thing, the massage pad. I just bought it. You have to use it until it's completely out of power before you take it off to charge it, okay?" Jingbing stretched, yawned, and added this last sentence.
Me! @￥～……Seeing that Jingbing must be asleep, should I take off the massage pad to charge it right away? I thought about it, but in the end, I didn't take it off. Jingbing is so shrewd; if I took it off without permission and angered her, she might post my picture on Weibo in a fit of rage. I wouldn't be able to survive even with ten lives! Anyway, Jingbing didn't set the vibration very high, and she said that this massager was newly bought and probably hadn't been charged yet. It probably wouldn't last long, so I'll just take a nap first.
"Ugh?"
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my nipple, which immediately woke me up. Jingbing had pulled off my blanket, and her right hand was pinching my nipple, pulling it to the right, and then doing a 360-degree spin, having a great time.
"Jingbing…"
I said helplessly.
"It's 8 o'clock. Get up and eat something before you go back to sleep."
Jingbing didn't even ask if I wanted to eat; she just told me to eat.
I was quite touched, though; I never expected her to be so thoughtful.
I was actually a bit hungry, and I quickly finished the instant noodles. I don't know if it was because I was hungry, but the instant noodles tasted especially good tonight, with a very special flavor.
"I'm going to start working now. No matter what happens, don't bother me. The massage pad should be out of power; take it to charge." Seriously, is this Jingbing some kind of god? She even knows when the massage pad will run out of power?! Luckily, I didn't impulsively take the massage pad to charge beforehand, otherwise, otherwise, I don't know what terrible things might have happened. Jingbing
took an Apple laptop out of her bag and opened a page that was all in English and had a lot of numbers. I couldn't understand it either. After brushing my teeth, I went to bed. So boring, nothing fun to do. Every week is like this. I wonder how I ever got through it before.
"Hmm? Why do I suddenly feel so hot? My whole body is so hot. It seems, it seems... Could it be..." Could it be that Jingbing, that bastard, drugged me? We're both girls, it shouldn't be that serious, right? Besides, Jingbing wouldn't need to resort to such methods... However, regardless of whether Jingbing did it or not, I can only settle the score later, because I was immediately consumed by lust and lost my reason. I kept rubbing my legs on the bed, and soon my hands joined in masturbation, one hand stroking my clitoris and the other kneading my full breasts.
I didn't fully wake up until noon the next day. The first thing I did was confront Jingbing. "Jingbing! Why did you drug me?" "Just for fun." Jingbing's words really drove me crazy. How could someone be like this?! "Actually, I put drugs in both instant noodles, the same amount." Hearing Jingbing's words, I was stunned. Jingbing had taken drugs herself?! "I had a headache for over two hours, and I had to finish my work while under the influence of the drugs, and then take photos for you. I'm exhausted." Jingbing rubbed her temples, but I couldn't see any signs of fatigue. "You...you took photos again? Didn't you take drugs too? Why am I the only one affected?" I felt this was unfair; Jingbing must have cheated! "The drugs are right there. This time, you put the same amount in both, and you'll see." Jingbing glanced at me indifferently and said.
"Fine, I'll try it! I don't believe it! But if you're also in trouble, you'll have to delete all the photos from me! Dare you?" I thought I was incredibly clever. Anyway, I'd just insist she was in trouble and force her to delete the photos, then see how she could threaten me! (Actually, if God gave me another chance, I would never make this bet with Jingbing again, but it's too late to regret it now.
) I looked at the instructions and effects of the drug. The instructions were simple: dissolves instantly in water, just put one pill in the water.
The effect was to put someone into a hallucinatory state within 30 minutes. It wasn't a complete hallucination, but a semi-conscious state where you couldn't control yourself in the dream, but you would still have memories after waking up. It was clearly different from the drug Jingbing gave me last night! But to completely get rid of Jingbing's control, I was going all out! I poured two glasses of cold water, put one pill in each glass, and handed one glass to Jingbing. I wanted to watch her drink it before I drank it. Hmph, I wouldn't give you a chance to cheat! Jing Bing didn't say anything, gulping down the drugged water in two quick gulps, then staring intently at me.
"Hmph!"
I retorted with a cold snort, then downed my own glass of water in one go.
Seeing that I'd finished my water, Jing Bing gave a strange smile, then took out a blanket and a home video camera from her cabinet. She casually spread the blanket on the floor, then used a tripod to position the camera. She even personally tested the camera's shooting angles. Finally, after adjusting the camera, she took out a box from her treasure chest-like cabinet.
For some reason, I had a bad feeling! But I couldn't quite put my finger on it; maybe I was just overthinking it.
"Ah~!"
Suddenly, Jing Bing slapped her forehead, then slapped the top of her head, swaying slightly as she said in pain, "My head hurts so much! If it weren't for having the stakes to gamble with that bastard again, I wouldn't bother with all this!" "Little girl, to tell you the truth, I didn't actually cheat. I did take the drug last night, but only to test its duration and how much of my consciousness I could maintain. And the results showed..." Before she could finish, Jing Bing swayed again. She grabbed the cabinet to keep from falling, tossed her hair, and continued, "Yesterday's drug was at most a level 2 sedative, but today I prepared a level 5 high-grade potion. Sure enough, I can only stay here until my head stops hurting. But it's been enough time." (I've divided sedatives into six levels, 1-6, with higher numbers indicating more potent effects. Sedatives on the market are actually of varying grades, but for convenience, I've written it like a fantasy novel. Again, use your imagination.
) Actually, when Jing Bing started complaining of a headache, I was already in a semi-conscious state. I didn't really hear what she was saying. Although I seemed to still be conscious, I couldn't control my body. I watched helplessly as I lay down on the blanket, then instantly stripped myself naked. I felt so empty inside, wanting to stuff something thick and hard inside me and crush my heart! "Mmm... Ahh... I want it... I want it so badly...!" My movements became increasingly intense, and the kneading of my breasts gradually increased in pressure, but my vagina became increasingly itchy. Stimulating my clitoris and kneading my breasts were no longer enough for me.
"I really want... to insert... a big cock... Mmm... Ahh... Ahh......" The higher the level of the drug, the more evenly it spreads its effects. Unlike those lower-level drugs, which can knock out the target instantly, those with stronger willpower will wake up faster, with significant side effects. She won't even know what happened. Moreover, many people with strong willpower will find that the drug's effects wear off after the first wave. Last night, Jingbing only took 30 minutes to get rid of the drug's effects, but the residual effects still gave her a headache for over an hour.
Most geniuses are actually neurotic. Most hallucinogenic drugs have little effect on them, and only drugs of level 4 or higher can effectively knock them out. However, regardless of the level of the drug, they can always retain a certain degree of self-awareness. Jingbing is a good example of this.
Although Jingbing was in a terrible state, at least she wasn't as desperate for a penis as I was! With her last shred of consciousness, Jingbing opened the box in her hand and took out a realistic-looking penis about 10cm long and 3cm in diameter.
Chapter Five: The Virginity-Breaking Ritual
. I don't understand why Jingbing was so obsessed. From the moment she took out that crystal-like realistic penis, she lost her last bit of consciousness. But precisely because she had lost consciousness, she was also free.
Like a drunkard, she staggered to me, then held the penis in her hands. I could see clearly that the penis was hollow, with many small holes around it, its structure similar to a flute, only with many more holes. After handing me the penis, Jingbing staggered back to her original position and then fainted.
As for me, I went completely insane! "Cock...cock...big cock...cock..." I dazedly held the pink crystal cock, even putting it in my mouth and licking it. Hmm? It's strawberry flavored? Such a delicious cock! I licked it over and over with my soft tongue, and then I actually aimed that 'huge' crystal cock at my vaginal opening. No, no! Unfortunately, although I clearly knew what I was doing, I couldn't control myself! Ahh~! Ugh!!! It hurts so much! This feeling is so real, but I can't stop. My vagina is so itchy. The moment the crystal cock went in, I felt both pain and pleasure. I'm still thrusting vigorously now, it doesn't matter anymore, I'm not a virgin anymore! So, I fully enjoyed the wave after wave of pleasure. I was like a small boat in the ocean, quickly swallowed by the waves. This was also the first time in my life that I had a full-blown orgasm and squirting! When I woke up, it was Sunday morning.
I sat there alone on the blanket, looking blankly at Jingbing sleeping beside me.
The moment I woke up, I felt the thick, hard crystal penis still inside my vagina. I considered pulling it out and inserting it directly into Jingbing! But I knew that if I did that, the consequences would likely be that Jingbing would die with me in a fit of anger, I would be ruined, and she would only lose her virginity.
It didn't seem like a good deal for me! Besides, I remembered that Jingbing had set up a camera to record yesterday, and now the camera wasn't in its original place. Knowing Jingbing's personality, she should have taken care of everything by now! I couldn't escape now! But oh well, just like Jingbing said that day, we were just mutually benefiting. As long as I followed her orders and the rules of the game, she wouldn't release my photos! What's done is done. Anyway, this virginity-breaking ceremony wasn't humiliating, it was quite nice. And I even remembered that this crystal penis was strawberry flavored! "Hmm? You're awake? You look so energetic, you must have slept well last night!" Just as I was lost in thought, Jing Bing woke up as well.
"Hmph! Your virginity-breaking ceremony wasn't humiliating at all, and the dick was even strawberry-flavored, pretty good!
"
Although I had indeed come to terms with it, I still felt a little uneasy. It was just like that to take my virginity! "Hehe, the ceremony? It's only starting now? Wait a minute." Jing Bing set up the camera again, then opened the box that contained the crystal dicks from yesterday. She took out a piece of paper and two crystal dicks that were exactly the same shape but different sizes.
Jing Bing walked over, pulled back the blanket covering me, placed the paper with something written on it in front of me, and then put down the two crystal dicks.
"These three strawberry-flavored crystal candies shaped like crystal dildos were specially made for you. You can only lick them clean little by little with your tongue, or you can forcefully insert them into your vagina and thrust in and out, but the latter would probably take a whole day to clean them. My request is simple: insert the remaining two crystal dildos into their corresponding positions, and then lick the three crystal dildos clean little by little with your tongue in sequence. Of course, you must read a sentence written on the paper after each lick, and then read it again after each reading, until the crystal candies are finished." What?! These things have been inserted before, how can I eat them? And I have to lick them clean little by little! God, just kill me already! I bit my lip, hesitant to move, glancing timidly at Jing Bing, and tentatively asked, "If I don't do as I say, will you release all my 'weaknesses'?" "You've finally become smart for once." Jing Bing's words instantly plunged me into the deepest abyss of hell! "Oh, there's one more requirement. You're not allowed to go to the toilet until you complete the ritual. Otherwise, it will be considered a failure, and I'll just post all these amazing videos of you online so everyone can have a good laugh." Hearing Jing Bing say this, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't gone to the toilet since yesterday, and I hadn't even eaten. No wonder my lower body felt a little bloated, and my stomach felt a bit hungry! "Don't worry, I gave you glucose, you won't starve. Besides, I already said this crystal penis is specially made. The one inserted into your vagina will definitely provide you with all the vitamins and calories you need for the day! Stop dawdling. The difference between morning and evening is actually the same. If you think about it any longer, you won't be able to go to the toilet until it gets dark. If you pee or poop anywhere in the dorm, I'll post the photos too!" Hearing Jing Bing's threatening words, I really wanted to burst into tears and yell at her, "I'm done!" "I...where should these two...be inserted?" What came out of my mouth was a surrender. Maybe, as Jing Bing said, I really am a born masochist. At this moment, I couldn't help but think back.
"The smaller one goes into your urethra, and the larger one goes into your anus. I've already taken care of you since it's your first time. The one for the urethra is 5cm long and 0.5cm in diameter, and the one for the anus is 8cm long and 3cm in diameter. Anyway, it's a size that most women can easily accept. The only humiliation is that after you put them in, you have to lick them clean little by little and read these lewd words." I felt humiliated and in pain as the small crystal penis was slowly inserted into my urethra. The urine that I had been holding in for a day and a night was stimulated by the sudden insertion of the foreign object and instantly gushed out from my bladder. But it was blocked by the crystal penis. "Ah! It hurts...it hurts!" The urethra is not a normal usable cavity, so it was bound to hurt to have a vibrator forced in. I immediately screamed in pain. It didn't hurt this much when my vagina was broken! Moreover, this pain was accompanied by a violent urge to urinate, which made me unable to stop! I glanced at Jingbing's indifferent gaze, gritted my teeth, and pushed it inward. The pain made me groan, "Ugh! It hurts!" The anal one was much easier. After wetting the crystal penis with my tongue, I "whoosh!" and shoved it into my ass. It was simple and painless. My only fear was that when I pulled it out, it might come into contact with something I dreaded, and Jingbing certainly wouldn't let me wash it before licking it again. That would be a real dilemma! However, I decided to deal with the candy in my vagina first. Because of the stimulation from inserting the two crystal rods, my vagina was already quite wet, making it very easy to pull out the crystal penis. With a whoosh, it came out.
Holding the crystal candy in both hands, I just couldn't bring myself to eat it. I couldn't accept it psychologically, and the taste was not only slightly bloody but also a little sour. In short, I couldn't accept it, either psychologically or physiologically! "Do you know why there are so many little holes in this crystal candy?" Seeing that I couldn't bring myself to eat it, Jingbing asked me a question.
I looked at the penis candy in my hand and shook my head in confusion.
"It's so that this candy can fully absorb your bodily fluids, so that all your virgin blood from when you lost your virginity flows into it. Eat it while it's hot, don't waste my good intentions!" Jingbing's words drove me crazy again. It would have been better if she hadn't said it. Now that she did, I really wanted to go over and beat her to death! Is there anyone as evil as her? Is there anyone worse than her? Annoyed, I closed my eyes and gulped down the 'candy.' The first bite made me nauseous; the sourness was beyond just being hard to swallow. I didn't bother to figure out what was written on the paper anymore and just read the first sentence aloud: "I'm a masochist, and I love big dicks!" It took three whole hours, but it felt like an eternity to me. In the end, I licked the crystal cock that had deflowered me clean, bit by bit, following Jingbing's rules. Each lick was accompanied by a line of obscene language. The paper wasn't a contract or any terms; it was filled with obscene phrases like, "I put the crystal cock into my urethra, and I felt so happy. Next time, I'll put in something even thicker and longer!"
But when I pulled out the crystal candy that was stuck in my urethra, something unexpected happened. As soon as the crystal penis was pulled out, my urine flowed like a floodgate opening, unstoppable. The thought of Jingbing posting all my "dirt" online made my tears fall uncontrollably.
"Alright, I didn't say anything, why are you crying like that? I'll let it go this time. Hurry up and finish licking the remaining two crystal candies, then tidy up the dorm. We have evening self-study tonight, and they'll probably be back this afternoon, so you need to hurry up!" I didn't expect Jingbing to let it go, but she was right. I did need to hurry up, otherwise it would be terrible if my other two roommates saw it! I didn't care that the crystal penis had been stuck in my urethra and still smelled of urine. I licked it hard and then recited an obscene sentence.
I kept repeating this until soon only the crystal penis inserted into my anus remained uneaten. I pulled it out of my anus, and as expected, it was covered in brownish-yellow granular matter. I looked at Jing Bing's expressionless face, my teeth nearly grinding to powder. Finally, I took a deep breath, stuck out my tongue, and licked all the visible feces off the crystal penis in one go. I swallowed it with great difficulty. This ritual continued until 3 PM, and I deeply understood the humiliation Jing Bing had spoken of! This day was truly unforgettable for me!
Chapter Six: Jingbing's Trap
"Don't look at me like that. You're actually enjoying it yourself, aren't you? The first time I took your picture, you turned on me. It was only a few photos, so it didn't affect you much. You insisted I photoshopped them, and I couldn't do anything about it. Besides, you only half-heartedly agreed to what happened later. I told you you're a masochist, didn't you believe me?" After finishing up, I looked at Jingbing resentfully. Jingbing closed the laptop lid, glanced at me, and then said slowly. What
Jingbing said actually made a lot of sense. I fell silent. Besides, what's done is done, and there's no going back. I could only accept my fate.
"Don't worry, like I said, we're actually 'teammates.' The so-called 'threat' was just to help you complete the mission better. As long as you obediently listen to me, I'll be happy when you feel pleasure. It's a win-win situation." Actually, Jingbing is quite easy to talk to! Suddenly, I realized I had misunderstood Jingbing. This guy is actually a good person! I tentatively asked, "So, if I don't complete the task, will you really post those photos and videos online?" "Under normal circumstances, I will." After answering my question, Jing Bing stood blankly on the terrace, looking at the azure sky.
"What the hell! This girl is definitely not a good person. I must have been blind to think she was nice!" I said angrily, "Didn't you say we were teammates? Then why did you do this?" "I generally won't give you tasks you can't complete. If you fail, it proves you didn't try your best. I never show mercy to those who don't obey." Jing Bing's words made me conflicted again. She always managed to lead me by the nose, and I had no choice but to follow her again and again, with no room for resistance. Or rather, I never even considered resisting... "Actually, you don't need to worry. With your intelligence, you just need to learn to obey my orders. Other things are not within your control. You can rest assured that I will always be your first master. With me protecting you, you generally won't have any major problems." Jing Bing was still staring blankly at the blue sky, replying to me without turning her head.
I'm very intelligent, okay? My grades are always among the best! On the contrary, Jing Bing, although also a top student, consistently scored 0 in math, dragging down her overall score and causing her to rank significantly lower than mine.
However, it's said that a math teacher grading the papers specifically spoke with her, asking why she would fill in the answers directly on the multiple-choice questions instead of letters, even though she could have gotten full marks. While she did write the correct answers on the problem-solving questions, she deliberately scrambled the order, writing the answer to question 18 on question 19 and the answer to question 20 on question 21 – practically asking for trouble! Jing Bing's response was said to be the classic example of asking for trouble:
"You dare ask me to answer elementary school questions? I'm being lenient by not tearing up the paper on the spot.
"
Apparently, the teacher grading the papers was so angered by Jing Bing that he even fell ill. And Jing Bing, as always, consistently scored 0 in math, no matter who came to her, she remained defiant, refusing to fill in the answers in the correct places. What could you do about it? Okay, so it seems my IQ really isn't as high as hers... "Oh right, there's a small bag with an 'h' on it in my cabinet. It contains three kinds of medicine. Take one of each kind every day. I've prepared a 30-day supply. Start taking them today. What are you standing there for? Go get them!" Although I was conflicted, did Jing Bing have the legendary C-eye? She saw me standing there without even turning around, but I still followed her instructions and found a small bag with an 'h' written on it in her cabinet. Sure enough, there were three different colored pills inside. I took it out and looked at Jing Bing's back with some doubt. Just as I was about to ask her something, she spoke first.
"The yellow one is a hormone-containing permanent lactation-inducing pill, the white one is a hormone-containing pregnancy-simulating pill, and the light green one is an auxiliary medication that can reduce the side effects of the first two medications by 90%. Don't worry, the side effects of the medication I'm giving you are almost negligible, so you need to take it continuously for three years to see results. I won't explain the lactation-inducing pill, and the pregnancy-simulating pill's purpose is to let you completely say goodbye to your period and become a real woman who can have orgasms 365 days a year!" Jing Bing had this all planned in advance! One thing leads to another, everything was prepared; it seems she started preparing weeks ago! "Are you sure there won't be any side effects?" Jing Bing's explanation only made me a little apprehensive. Both medications contain hormones; wouldn't there be some problems? "You have to take them even if they're there. I'm not discussing this with you; I'm telling you to take them, understand?" Jing Bing still didn't turn around, so I couldn't see her expression.
But I knew my face looked terrible! I was speechless at Jingbing's words. Fine, I'll take it. Jingbing said that this medicine needs to be taken continuously for three years to be effective, and even if there are side effects, they shouldn't be too severe.
Besides, I seemed to have no other choice.
(Actually, the simulated pregnancy pill can fully stimulate my uterus, thickening the uterine wall and even the fallopian tube walls to a certain extent, and softening the cervix.
As for the light green pill, Jingbing didn't tell the whole story. It does have an auxiliary effect on the first two medicines, but its main function is to stimulate the bladder, softening and thickening the urethral wall. The three medicines work synergistically, and the side effects are indeed negligible. Jingbing wasn't lying about this.
) So, every day I was on tenterhooks, afraid that Jingbing would give me some task that I couldn't accept but had to! But for several days in a row, she didn't do anything out of line. Instead, I secretly hoped that she would give me a task. Could I really be the masochist she was talking about? "Bing, you've been busy these past few days?" Jing Bing didn't like me calling her by her full name, preferring to call her Bing or Xiao Bing. I didn't dare presume, so I just called her Bing.
"Big boobs, just a little smaller than yours, what do you mean 'not big'? How can you talk like that!" I didn't know if Jing Bing misheard or was deliberately picking a fight.
However, given my low status, I couldn't lash out, so I asked again in a different way: "I'm asking if you have time?" "That depends on what it is." Jing Bing gave an ambiguous answer.
"A mission... why didn't you give me a mission?"
I gritted my teeth, not bothering to beat around the bush. Anyway, it was noisy during breaks, and no one would notice what we were saying.
"This?"
Jing Bing wasn't surprised by my reaction, as if she had expected it. She smiled slightly at me, "This isn't something I forced you to do, it was your own request! You'll accept any mission I give you?" Suddenly, I regretted it a little. Why was I so pathetic, offering myself up for her to abuse! But if I refused, Jing Bing would never give me any more missions, right? For some reason, my libido suddenly became much stronger after I lost my virginity. My two other roommates were also there that night, and I didn't dare to masturbate. I had been holding back for several days, and it was really uncomfortable.
So, I gritted my teeth, nodded, and said, "I will accept any task, and I will definitely complete it." "Commendable courage. I'll let you have some fun too." Jing Bing took out the electric massager from her desk drawer, adjusted it a few times, and then took out the four massage patches from her own breasts and waist before handing them to me.
"Put two patches in your bra, under your breasts, and two patches in your vagina, on both sides. I've adjusted the mode and intensity. After school, just sit in your seat and wait for me to come and check." I had offered to take the task myself, so I didn't have the right to refuse. I blushed and took the massager back to my seat. Then, as soon as class started, I took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and followed Jing Bing's instructions to put the massage patches in the designated positions. Then I took a deep breath, covered my mouth with one hand, and turned on the massager with the other.
"Hmm?"
To my surprise, the vibration was very weak. My vagina felt numb and tingly, and I couldn't feel anything in my breasts. I wanted to turn the vibration up to the maximum, but this feeling only made me more uncomfortable. I wanted to strip naked right away and then thrust my crystal cock hard until I climaxed! This numb and tingling feeling, yet unable to bring me to orgasm, lasted for the entire class. I didn't pay attention to what the teacher was saying; all I could think about was my crystal cock! "Is it uncomfortable? Do you want to put something in?" At this moment, Jingbing whispered in my ear.
I nodded subconsciously. My mind was filled with desire and my cock. I desperately wanted to have an orgasm! Jingbing smiled and took the massage patch from my body, then stuffed the massager into her bag, saying mischievously, "Want an orgasm? Sure!" Next, she whispered in my ear, "Admit you're a masochist, agree to be my pet, unconditionally obey my commands, and I'll give you a good orgasm, how about it?" My mind was filled with nothing but orgasm and hunger; I couldn't think straight anymore, my IQ had dropped to zero. Without a second thought, I nodded, muttering, "I want an orgasm, I'm a masochist, I want a penis, I'm a masochist, I'm Jingbing's pet, I'm so uncomfortable~!"
Chapter Seven: Brainwashing Begins.
"Here's a bottle of mineral water, play by yourself. I'm going to eat first. You can play here slowly, and if you get hungry or thirsty, just open the cap and take a sip." Jingbing took a 350ml plastic bottle of mineral water from her bag, rubbed it on the outside of my underwear, then turned and left, ignoring me completely.
After Jingbing left, I couldn't hold back any longer. I peeked around and saw everyone rushing out the door, afraid of being left behind and lining up at the cafeteria entrance. She was the only one left in the class.
I moved my underwear aside, then rubbed the bottle with the vaginal fluid secreted from my vagina. With a "splat," the 5cm diameter, 12cm long mineral water bottle was instantly swallowed by my vagina, leaving only the small white cap sticking out.
Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation inside my vagina, as if something was stimulating my sensitive depths. Had Jingbing put aphrodisiac on the bottle? I think I already knew the answer. Anyway, they wouldn't be back for at least 30 minutes after they went to the cafeteria, which was more than enough time for me to orgasm! I was so excited I lost control. I couldn't wait to insert the entire bottle, then immediately pulled it out and pressed it back into my vagina. Finally, insertion and withdrawal became easier and easier, each time taking only about a second. This process lasted for about 10 minutes, and I finally orgasmed! After one climax, I took a deep breath and suddenly felt incredibly thirsty. Remembering what Jingbing had said before leaving, I instinctively pulled the bottle of mineral water still inside my vagina, unscrewed the cap, and gulped down a large mouthful. I had a feeling that Jingbing had drugged the water too; otherwise, how could plain water taste so strange?! Thinking this, my vagina felt itchy again—Jingbing must have drugged it! No doubt about it! Okay, it seems Jingbing wanted me to keep masturbating until she came back. Somewhat reluctantly, I inserted the bottle of mineral water back into my vagina and began thrusting in and out several times per second. After the first climax, my orgasm time had increased; this time it probably only lasted seven or eight minutes before I climaxed again.
Next, I made a very serious mistake. Luckily, my seat was in the last row, in the corner. Usually, students sitting by the back door would immediately close the back door and leave the classroom from the front as soon as class ended. This meant that if someone returned to the classroom early, they could only come in from the front, which is why my secret wasn't discovered.
"Ahhh~!...Ugh...So...So amazing...Another...orgasm...Ahhh!" Was this the fourth or fifth orgasm? With each successive orgasm, my consciousness was becoming hazy. The more I orgasmed, the more unbearably thirsty I felt. It must be because the aphrodisiac Jingbing had given me was so potent! "Hmm, Meiling? Didn't you go eat?" Boom! My head exploded in an instant. Ugh! Luckily, I covered my mouth with my hand in time, a soft moan about to escape my lips! Yes, her sudden fright had caused me to orgasm immediately, and to make matters worse, I even lost control of my bladder! This was terrible! If she came over, she would instantly see the mess on the cement floor. My skirt, socks, and shoes were all soaked with my uncontrollable urine, and perhaps a lot of it was from the vaginal fluid released during my orgasm. Anyway, my lower body was a complete mess! Just as I was completely lost, my mind filled with orgasms, and I had no idea how to answer, Jingbing walked into the classroom.
"Meiling, takeout. It's a promise, you get my food next time." Jingbing didn't even look at the girl, directly placing a lunchbox on my desk, then putting her hand on my shoulder and staring down at my lower body.
"What do I do?"
I whispered to Jingbing for help.
Jingbing didn't speak, but instead reached into her bag again. Was this some kind of magic bag? Could she take anything out of it? Just as I was wondering, Jingbing took out a bottle of green tea and twisted off the cap.
"Oops, sorry, my hand slipped..."
Anyone could tell that Jingbing's apology lacked sincerity; it made it seem like she did it on purpose.
Yes, after twisting off the cap, Jingbing poured the entire bottle of green tea onto my lower body. Although this soaked my skirt, which wasn't very wet to begin with, it made it impossible to tell whether the stain on the ground or my skirt was green tea or urine. Truly, Jingbing is something else! "Oh, you there, I accidentally spilled the whole bottle of green tea. Could you help me clean it up? I'll go back to the dorm with Meiling to change, and next time you're on duty, Meiling can help you with the cleaning, okay?" I was quite exasperated to find that Jingbing's intelligence and reaction speed were indeed far superior to mine. In just a few moments, she had tricked that classmate into helping clean up the 'green tea' on the floor. No wonder she could always lead me by the nose, obediently acting as her pet.
"I'm sorry to bother you."
Jingbing picked up the lunchbox from the table, thanked the girl repeatedly, and then pretended to help me up, saying without any hesitation, "Please straighten your skirt a little before you go back. It's making me feel uncomfortable." From Jingbing's direct gaze, I understood what she meant. She wanted me to straighten my underwear and push the protruding bottle cap back into my vagina before leaving.
"Hmm."
I pressed the bottle firmly inside, answering Jingbing's question as I did so, then stood up and straightened my skirt.
"Bing, did you put aphrodisiac on the outside of the bottle? Did you add something to the water inside?" I asked in a low voice on the way back to the dormitory.
"You're overthinking it. I added glucose to the water, and I didn't tamper with the outside of the bottle at all. You're a born masochist. Even though you've been silent, it doesn't mean you're admitting it; you're just resentful. What's the point of lying to yourself?" (I have to say, Jingbing's psychology is amazing. First, she made me preconceived notions, and then almost every time she finished "training" me, she would use similar words to reinforce those impressions, making me believe that I am a masochist, not just that she says I am. This is very important.
) Hearing Jingbing's words, I was so ashamed I almost wanted to disappear. Was it really my problem? Jingbing wouldn't bother lying to me, nor would she have any reason to. It must be my own problem. Am I really a masochist? I couldn't help but ask myself.
When we got back to the girls' dormitory, the other two girls were there too. Jingbing used her excuse again—that she had accidentally spilled green tea on my skirt—and they didn't suspect anything. They told me to hurry up and take a shower because I had evening self-study later.
Jingbing followed me to the balcony, turned on the tap, washed her hands, and said, "Just put that stuff in there. We'll need it tonight. At 8 PM, climb into the back door like last time, and use that bottle to orgasm at least 5 times. Then take everything with you so I don't have to bring it back. Also, remember to pick up the bag and box from the back door after school. I'll check tomorrow." Oh my god! I orgasm about once every 8 minutes. I need to orgasm 5 times before class ends, which means I can't dawdle at 8 PM. I have to get to the back door within 5 minutes, put all that stuff on, get back to my seat before 9 PM, and be careful the patrolling teachers don't spot me! This is too dangerous! Disappearing for almost an hour during evening self-study is a recipe for disaster if the teacher doesn't notice! And all that equipment will be left here with me for the entire night. How am I supposed to shower and sleep? After five orgasms, I'll be soaking wet, and where am I supposed to put that massager? Am I supposed to stuff it in my underwear? That would create a huge bulge! Besides, I'll be completely naked from the waist down when I crawl over there! "Bing...that massager?" I didn't dare refuse outright, so I asked timidly.
"Have you ever seen a pet that questions its owner? Either complete the order, or fail and be punished. How you complete it is your problem, understand?" Jing Bing once again gave me a psychological suggestion. I had to complete the task she gave me, so I was like a pet.
It has to be said that many countries use this kind of long-term psychological suggestion to achieve a 'brainwashing' effect when training their armies. If
you complete the order, you are patriotic and love your family; if you violate discipline, you are a troublemaker and a reactionary. No matter who you are, unless you are a genius or a lunatic, after a long period of psychological suggestion, you will definitely be successfully 'brainwashed'.
Chapter Eight: The Revealing Scene in the Classroom
"...Hmm."
Although I was really afraid of being discovered, compared to Jingbing posting all my "weaknesses" online, the former was only a possibility, while the latter was certain. I had no choice; I was just Jingbing's pet! She was always tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Hmm, if there were any problems, she would definitely come to my rescue! Jingbing always appeared by my side when I needed help the most. She must have already planned it all out. I just needed to do as she said, and I could get stimulation and orgasm, and I would be safe.
(At this point, I had already become dependent on Jingbing, and under her psychological suggestion, I felt that she had already calculated everything. As long as I followed her orders, I could get pleasure that I could never experience before, and I would be safe and not be discovered. This was very important to me now!) After I finished showering slowly, I saw Jingbing staring blankly at the sky again. I really couldn't understand what she was doing. Was she thinking about some profound question? "Give me the bra." Jingbing reached out her left hand to me without even turning her head.
"Oh..."
Obeying Jingbing's words had become my subconscious. When I reacted...

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