【Sex Slave Training Academy】(26) Author: capricandy

Author: capricandy
Word Count: 12875

Chapter Twenty-Six Sister Interaction

The third week of lessons began, and the difficulty and shame level were significantly higher than the previous two weeks...

The morning lessons were about learning the etiquette and behavior of sex slaves...

Whether it was during sex service time or rest time, as a sex slave, one must always keep a posture lower

than that of a lowly servant; more obsequious than that of a lowly slave; and even

less self-respect than that of a pet kept by the master. These past few days of morning classes have been a constant indoctrination of us with these rules and constraints,
demanding that we restrain ourselves with the strictest standards and, upon breaking the rules, immediately and honestly
beg for punishment from our masters…

Several times, reading the chapters in the textbook, seeing the self-degradation required, my eyes would involuntarily
fill with tears, blurring my vision, but I would secretly wipe them away the next second. Having been reduced to a sex slave
, besides resenting my tragic fate, all I could do was hide and cry in secret…

Beside me, whether it was Qingqing, Xiaorutou, or even Xiaofen, they were all studying intently.
Although sometimes they looked troubled and sobbed softly, most of the time they were more determined than I was,
and several times they even got Bs or higher on their assignments. The better their assignments, the less suffering they and their seniors
would endure; this was a major driving force behind their all-out effort in studying.

In comparison, Xuanxuan is closer to me in terms of ability; she's an average
student who needs to put in a lot of effort, but she's also trying hard to catch up with everyone else. If the other three higher-achieving girls
all get A's on their assignments, leaving only the two of us dragging down our seniors because of our poor grades, both of
us feel extremely bad…

However, she has gotten an A before… like on Monday's assignment to sketch
each other's private parts, her outstanding drawing skills earned her her first A. In contrast
, I not only got a terrible D on that sketch, but it's been three weeks now, and I haven't even gotten an A on any assignments
, at most a few Bs, which only give our seniors the "lightest punishment"…

I don't really want to drag our seniors down; I've even considered asking for help several times, wanting to bear the punishment for my poor
grades . Of course, that's impossible. I know the only thing I can do is "
study hard and complete my daily assignments," fulfilling my duty as a student. However, I've never been
very bright. Initially, I was forced to attend this sex slave school because of my poor grades in college entrance exams.
But here, not only is the workload the same, but the content is also something I deeply resent. It's made me go
from feeling overwhelmed to utterly exhausted, and I deeply regret not studying harder
before …

The theories we learn in the morning classes are so shameful they're unbearable to absorb. The afternoon classes are far
more difficult and humiliating than the morning classes…

The

senior students only help out in the afternoon classes on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. On the other two days,
like the second week, we have our practical lessons honed entirely by the teaching assistants.

Compared to the previous week, which only involved practicing basic actions like kneeling, sitting, standing, and walking, the third week's lessons were much more difficult
. We were still learning our "basic life skills."

Tuesday's afternoon class, after a brief review of the previous day's "greetings," began with a new lesson: "
taking a bath "...

Since the start of the semester, our morning showers have always been helped by our seniors, and we ourselves have
been forbidden from even touching our own bodies. Now, we were to learn how to "take a bath."

However, we weren't taken from the dance studio to the bathroom; there wasn't even water or
toiletries . Instead, we had to simulate taking a bath.

This was also the first time we, dressed as child slaves, had stripped completely naked in class. Accustomed to
"wearing uniforms in class and showing our buttocks after class," suddenly having to remove our uniforms during class, despite our inner
urge remove the uniform tops that were so small they squeezed our breasts, was overwhelmed by girlish shame. Furthermore,
being in a dance studio with large floor-to-ceiling mirrors on all four walls only amplified this strange
sense of shame.

"What? You're even lower than filthy bitches, what are you pretending to be shy about? Isn't this
how you usually look in your rooms?" The teaching assistant mocked us deliberately, hitting us right where it hurt most.

However, the real class had only just begun…

We three hundred girls were forced into a large circle, each facing outwards, with a
large mirror on the wall reflecting our naked faces and those of the girls next to us.

Worse still, in the chaos of rushing to the mirror to find our positions, the five of us sisters, who were originally lined
up had someone cut in line from behind, so that although we weren't far apart, our neighbors
were all strangers…

The reason we were so concerned was that no matter how hard we tried to focus, we could still clearly see the actions of the students on either side of us in the mirror
. And then there was what we were about to do…

no rinsing, no of those bottles and jars we saw every morning during showers, just us naked bodies
and the mirror in front of us. This wasn't real… Just as we were about to have a chance to wash ourselves, it turned out to be a simulation…

So, what was supposed to be a scene of lathering up our bodies with shower gel now felt like caressing our own
bodies…

The teaching assistants didn’t give us any chance to be perfunctory; instead, they made us
wash until they were satisfied before moving on to the next part…

Neck, chest, arms, armpits, sides, lower abdomen, pubic mound, thighs, calves, insteps, even
between each toe—we were all required to straighten our knees, stick our butts out, bend our upper bodies,
and carefully scrub each toe clean…

…Then, we all had to turn to the right to help the girl in front of us clean the “back areas she couldn’t reach,” but
it wasn’t just the back; even the buttocks, which we could easily touch with our own hands, became part of the area we had to clean.

For a moment, no girl dared to reach out and touch the buttocks of the girl in front of her—it was just too
shameful…

(This kind of thing… is definitely not okay…) My hand stopped behind the girl in front of me at the waist, and below that was the…
The girl's buttocks were so perky, but I just couldn't bring myself to touch them. Even though my whole body,
including , touching another girl's buttocks with my own hands
was a completely different level of shame.

The hands behind me were also frozen in place. Every girl must be having an internal struggle... I was also
on edge waiting for those hands on my back to suddenly slip down to my buttocks.
I even secretly hoped that this moment would come sooner, knowing that the girl behind me had already overcome it, which seemed to make
me more able to face this humiliation...

"Hurry up! Otherwise, the other young slaves who have already started washing the students in front will wash until their hands are sore and they still
won't be able to finish!" Instructor Julic reminded me, and I realized that other students had already started...
Qingqing, who was a few students behind me... must have already overcome her shame and worked hard to complete the lesson...

Thinking that Qingqing was working hard to "touch" the buttocks of the student in front, I also felt a determination not to be a
burden . I seized the courage at the right moment and reached out directly to the girl's buttocks...

"Ah—" The girl in front of me suddenly exclaimed, accompanied by a violent tremor in her body... I
lost my grip . Just now, not wanting to miss that fleeting moment of courage, I used all my strength to quickly reach my hands towards the girl's buttocks
. As a result, because I didn't have time to pull back, I bumped into the girl's buttocks with great force. This was no longer just "touching"

a butt, it was "groping"...

However, compared to what was to come, this was still gentle...

We weren't just touching the girl's tender buttocks, we were also helping to "wash" them. Sliding and wandering our hands over her
buttocks was just the most basic thing... So after each girl had placed her hands on the girl
's buttocks, our buttock cleaning was just about to begin...

We rubbed our hands against her snow-white buttocks, touching every inch of her skin several times; we
slapped her with a humiliating tone, making loud and shameful "slap, slap" sounds; we pinched one side of her buttocks and pulled it outwards...

Finally, just when we hoped that this humiliation would end quickly and not get any worse, the teaching assistant said:
"Your buttocks are very clean! Now let's move on to the crotch, don't forget the area around the anus!"

... Tuesday's afternoon class was spent entirely learning how to "take a bath". Before the course ended,
we practiced giving ourselves "breast massages," looking at our genitals in the mirror, and learning
to clean every fold of our labia without being able to see them. Our vaginas were unusually
spared, but we were surprised and ashamed to find that after this long and humiliating shower practice,
many of us were already so wet they were slightly reflective…

On

Wednesday afternoon, the senior students came to help again. Watching them file in,
each of junior students felt conflicted. Seeing them finally gave us a sense of security,
but we were also worried about how we would torture them during the practical sessions…

This time, they weren't just helping out. Each senior student had
a dilator and a vibrating dildo inserted into their anus. Instructor Julia explained to us that from now on,
while the female students were acting as helpers, they would also need to attend to their own studies. Therefore, each time they appeared, there would be
something that we were asked to "ignore"...

First, we reviewed yesterday's bathing lesson. This time, unlike yesterday, the female students were watching us.

It was like a heartwarming scene of children performing a talent show, with their parents watching happily and emotionally from the audience, silently
cheering for their little darlings...

But at this moment, our performance was extremely obscene and unbearable to look at. Because it was just
a review before the main lesson, each action didn't need to last more than ten minutes until each girl was checked and approved by the teaching assistant
. However, all the actions practiced yesterday, including breast massage and helping classmates wipe their backs,
were included .

After "finishing the bath," today's brand new and shameful lesson was just about to begin. After the teaching assistant had
us put our uniforms back on, she gave each of us girls a glass, and then…

“Classmates, on Monday, you all learned how to nurse from your seniors’ breasts,
remember? However, it’s not always possible for the seniors to feed you personally, or sometimes,
when their breasts are engorged, but you’re all full, isn’t that inconvenient?”

…On Monday night, because the effects of the lactation-inducing medication that Senior Mengmeng had previously received hadn’t worn off, her
breasts were engorged at least three times that night, and she desperately wanted us to help her empty her breasts to relieve her intense breast pain…

“So, next, we’re going to teach you how to be ‘prepared.’ In today’s lesson, you
will learn how to use your own hands to ‘express milk’ for your seniors.”

As usual, Instructor Julic spoke in an energetic voice, but what she said was
chilling and incredibly shameful…

Because each senior student's breast shape and size varied, as did their sensitivity and the methods of breast stimulation they preferred
, each of our direct mentors taught
us .

Since the order was rotating, Xiao Fen and Xuan Xuan had
"priority" in expressing milk, followed by Xiao Ru Tou and Qing Qing, and finally, I was left to do it all.

At the assistant instructor's command, the milk expression instruction officially began. The two poor
girls stood there bewildered and helpless, unsure how to begin, but the truly pitiful senior, Meng Meng, started
to guide them.

"Xiaofen, Xuanxuan, you two kneel on either side of your senior..." Senior Mengmeng said,
bending her upper body forward, knees straight, elbows on the ground, like a four-legged animal, her buttocks
facing the mirror at the same height as her body. The image of the anal dilator inserted into her buttocks was reflected in
front of . Her own breasts, due to gravity, drooped naturally,
swaying irregularly less than a hand's width above the floor as her body trembled...

Seeing her senior's shameful appearance, Xiaofen and Xuanxuan could only grit their teeth and painfully suppress their shame and embarrassment,
standing on either side of her. Senior Mengmeng began to instruct them, first placing the glass in her hand directly below her breasts
, the center of the glass aligned with the still-swaying nipples above, then using both hands...
She pinched the base of her senior's breast...

"Senior, can I just suck on it... I really can't bring myself to do it..." Xiao Fen reached out and touched
her senior's left breast, but dared not apply any force, and could only plead with her senior in a low voice. Normally, we wouldn't dare
touch our senior's breasts. Just touching them now was embarrassing enough, let alone having
to squeeze out the shameful milk from her breasts like a dairy cow. Just imagining it made
Xiaofen feel the unbearable humiliation and pain her senior had endured...

"It's okay, don't hesitate anymore... If the teaching assistant finds out, we might have to go up on stage and do it in front of everyone
... Don't worry about your senior, it's okay. Our breasts have been treated much more violently before, squeezed
until they're numb. So no matter how hard you squeeze, your senior can handle it. And the faster we fill a cup,
the faster we can end this class, right?"

"Ugh..." Xiaofen heard that she might have to go up on stage and demonstrate in front of everyone, which was like hitting her most vulnerable spot.
She couldn't care about anything else and could only pinch the base of Mengmeng's left breast tightly. However, this made Xiaofen
feel guilty for betraying her senior for her own sake…

After all the girls in the first round were ready, the milking lesson officially began. Senior Mengmeng,
enduring the pain and shame of having her breasts squeezed like a dairy cow, began to guide Xiaofen and
Xuanxuan , each of them pinching and pulling down hard with their hands around the base of one of her breasts. But not a single drop
of milk came out.

“Senior, this…” Xuanxuan asked her senior for help. She couldn’t bear to be so futilely assaulting her senior’s
breasts , but her senior just forced a smile and responded, “That’s right, just like that, but you have to squeeze a few more
times… before the milk comes out…”

On the other hand, Xiaofen kept her head down and remained silent, her eyes focused on a single point in front of her, as if
this would prevent her from attracting attention. After silently listening to her senior’s explanation, she slowly began the second
milking action.

After repeating this about ten times, Xuanxuan, whose hands were smaller, could clearly feel the breast she was pinching
swelling slightly. After several more squeezes, finally, a stream of milk gushed from the tip of
her senior and into the clear glass.

Looking at the glass, which had been empty, now covered with a thin layer of white liquid, Xuanxuan
felt a mix of emotions. Part of it was a sense of relief, but more than that, she felt shame, self-reproach, and
remorse . The thought that the milk she drank, the milk her senior served to them to fill their stomachs,
was squeezed out drop by drop by her senior in such an inhumane way, filled her with bitterness…

“What are you standing there for? Keep going!” A teaching assistant who happened to be patrolling nearby saw
Xuanxuan and scolded her angrily. It seemed that
the torment of her senior's breasts wouldn't stop until all five of us girls had filled our glasses. Xuanxuan could only force herself to harden her heart and continue squeezing milk from her senior's breast...

Across from her, Xiaofen had just squeezed out her first spurt of milk, but unlike Xuanxuan, she didn't hesitate or waver. Instead,
as if burying her head in the sand, she silently continued her work, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings.

Meanwhile, the other girls who hadn't yet gone to their turn weren't idle either; they were observing... not
only the miserable state of their own seniors being milked, but also learning the milking methods

of their respective seniors... Moreover, as the instructor had said, each senior taught her juniors slightly
different milking methods. Senior Mengmeng's breasts were squeezed from the base to the tip, like squeezing toothpaste to extract milk; but
some seniors' breasts were only squeezed at the base, their breasts like sponges soaked in milk, with
white liquid gushing out from the tips; some seniors' nipples were targeted, with the juniors pinching and stretching
them down to two or three times their original length; or some seniors' breasts were being held up and down by the juniors' hands,
twisted violently in different directions, like wringing out a towel...

All these unbearable scenes depicted the seniors' hardships and the juniors' shame and helplessness. What
frustrated us most was that we couldn't even avoid witnessing this horrific scene...

When

it was my turn to practice milking, Mengmeng's breasts, after the first two rounds of squeezing,
were now covered in bruises, swollen and discolored so much that the difference was clearly visible to the naked eye. They were also covered
with claw marks and handprints left by who-knows-which sister. Her once beautiful breasts were now an
indescribably pitiful and wretched sight.

However, after squeezing out two large cups of milk from each breast, I still had to fill my fifth cup. Although I had been given
lactation-inducing drugs, the large volume of milk expelled in a short period of time still couldn't keep up with the milk production. Therefore,
Qingqing and Xiaoniutou, who had just finished the second round, had to squeeze even more brutally from Mengmeng to barely fill one cup.

At this point, Mengmeng's short-term milk output had already exceeded its limit, and both breasts were now almost
empty , making it difficult to express any more milk. I wanted to give my senior a break before continuing to
ravage her breasts, but the patrolling teaching assistant clearly wasn't giving her any time to rest…

"Aren't you going to start? If you find it hard to express, give her another dose of lactation-inducing agent. If you can't even achieve this much output, you might as
well !" the teaching assistant threatened harshly.

"Lily, you can do it, hurry up and start!" Perhaps the teaching assistant's word "give up"
scared her a little, because she quickly mustered her strength and encouraged me to start squeezing her breasts.

Knowing I couldn't delay any longer, I could only grit my teeth and slowly reach my hand to the base of her left breast,
gripping it tightly. Her breasts, which were originally soft, were now much harder due to engorgement and swelling. When
my palms pressed against her breasts, she trembled with pain and gasped.
It seemed my senior's breast was quite inflamed...

I felt sorry for her, but I didn't dare disobey the teaching assistant's orders. I could only try my best

to start my breast-expressing practice without hurting her, but that was impossible. In the end, she
bit her lip tightly, trying her best not to make a sound of pain, so that I could convince myself that she wasn't in pain...

For a while... especially when her breasts changed from light pink to darker, I was
worried that the liquid that would come out would be bright red. But after dozens of cycles of squeezing,
a few drops of white liquid finally came out, which relieved me a little.

My breasts were almost completely drained; the milk could no longer gush out like it had in the first round. Instead, only
a few drops slowly dripped into the cup, not even enough to completely cover the bottom. After a few more squeezes, a few more drops seeped out from the small holes at
the nipples . This went on and on. I had squeezed my senior's breasts
almost half as many times as I had squeezed Xuanxuan's, but the liquid in the cup was still far from half full, and my hands were already
aching…

"How long are you going to keep squeezing like this?" The teaching assistant next to me scolded me when she saw my condition.

That wasn't all; he even reached out and grabbed the base of Mengmeng's other empty breast, pinching it tightly
before it downwards with a sharp tug. The intense pain caused her to gasp, but amidst her agonizing cries,
a stream of milk gushed from the breast in the teaching assistant's hand. The amount that came out in that one squeeze
was almost the same as what I had painstakingly collected over a while…

“That's how you squeeze to make it faster! Got it? If you still don't understand, I'll demonstrate a few more times.” The teaching assistant
pinched Mengmeng's breast, threatening to pull it down again. I was terrified and quickly replied, “I got it,”
not daring to hold back any longer, using all my milking strength to vigorously squeeze Mengmeng's breast.

After the teaching assistant finally left to patrol and find other girls, I quietly said
“I'm sorry” to Mengmeng.

“Why are you apologizing to me?” Mengmeng asked with a knowing smile upon hearing my sudden apology
. Despite the damage we'd done to her breasts, she didn't complain at all. To
her , it was her "duty," and she even felt satisfied with fulfilling her responsibility of feeding us. This
was completely incomprehensible to us freshmen who hadn't yet been "tamed"...

And because of the older girls coming to help us during our afternoon classes, we were all in a very
conflicted dilemma. The companionship, help,
and gave us a sense of security, but it also meant we could no longer
simply do our own thing and get by like we had the previous week...

Only

after I finally managed to express a full cup of milk could the older girl finally catch her breath. And
the five of us girls had to drink that large cup of milk in one gulp before the day's class was considered over. Then
, while waiting for the slower groups of girls to finish their tasks, we finally got
a "rest." However, the only one who couldn't rest was Mengmeng, whose anus was being dilated and violated…

Our small wish—that she could have the anal attachment removed before returning to the dorm—
was dashed when the teaching assistant announced the end of class. That night, the already tormented girls had to spend the rest of the day with their anuses
still unrelieved… This also meant that
every minute in the dorm would become increasingly "uncomfortable" for them…

In fact, this wasn't just wild speculation; there were clues. In the third week, besides
helping us during lunch breaks, the girls also had more "interactions" with us in the dorm at night

…

Starting Monday night of the third week, the girls no longer expressed milk into cups before giving it to us.
Instead, they made us practice the breastfeeding techniques we had recently learned, and even with only six of us girls,
we had to shamefully breastfeed them mouth-to-mouth, just like in lunch breaks. That evening, due to the lactation-inducing medication she received during lunch break
, her breasts became engorged several times, the pain so intense that she could barely lift her arms. Therefore, although
lunch break had long ended, the actual time I spent suckling her nipples that night far exceeded most of the afternoon's
practice .

Meanwhile, another lesson learned that day—"greetings"—was also applied to our daily lives
…

Originally intended as a review after class, it was the first time I tried this unusual and embarrassing way of greeting with my fellow sisters.

Afterwards, whenever we sisters suddenly met again "after a while," we would greet each other in this way
. Every time we woke up and said good morning, when our seniors returned home after finishing their homework, when we finished our assignments
and sat in a circle... even after coming out of the bathroom, we had to
linger with ... My French kiss with Qingqing went from the shy blush and burning sensation of our first kiss to almost
becoming a habit...

However, compared to the "interactions" our seniors wanted us to do, these were child's play.

Starting from the third week, our seniors' homework included an additional task...

On Tuesday night, when Mengmeng returned to her dorm room, after a brief "greeting," she seemed
preoccupied and hesitant to speak. Given how
openly she was about to express her shame, we knew something bad was about to happen.

"Um... Qingqing, Lili, Little Nipple... could you three help our senior... finish one of her assignments later
..." After much deliberation, Mengmeng finally asked us. One of their assignments today was
to use us, the young slaves, as practice subjects.

Then, the three of us girls who were called upon (actually, we would have volunteered even if we weren't called upon, since Xiaofen probably
couldn't overcome her inner demons; but Qingqing and Xiaorutou would definitely have agreed first. It was just a
matter of who would muster the courage first between me and Xuanxuan) were led into the inner cubicle by our seniors in turn, where we performed
this . The other girls, including Xiaofen and Xuanxuan who weren't included, didn't dare
to be curious and peek.

Qingqing went in first. Inside the cubicle, we didn't know what was happening or what difficult
task was involved, but we outside could clearly hear Qingqing screaming, crying, and even pleading with her seniors,
"Senior, please, 'there,' not, don't do this," filled with helpless pleas. This only made
things more agonizing for Xiaorutou and me, who were waiting to be tortured.

About fifteen minutes later, the sounds inside had subsided considerably, when Qingqing suddenly emerged without warning
, her face streaked with tears.

As is customary, we were supposed to greet Qingqing with a passionate, tongue-twisting gesture, but she begged us
not to this time. And when I was about to take her place, she gripped my hand tightly, hoping I would stay and
keep her company a little longer. Seeing this, Little Nipples had no choice but to let me take her place first. But whether it was me or Little Nipples…
Seeing Qingqing, who was originally one of the five of us, now so devastated,
we were even more terrified of what had just happened to her and what was about to happen to the two of us.

Qingqing just held my hand tightly, silent, not even making eye contact with me, simply
sitting quietly beside me. Neither Xuanxuan, Xiaofen, nor I asked Qingqing what had happened or
what her homework was, but not long after, Xiaorutou's equally terrified
voice came from the inner cubicle again...

Fifteen minutes later, Xiaorutou also came out crying, ignoring the greeting, and
took my place, standing close to Qingqing. I then took Xiaorutou's place and went into the inner cubicle.

In the inner cubicle, Senior Mengmeng was kneeling facing the door in a standard kneeling posture. Seeing me enter, she forced a smile and
said, "Lily, come over here! Sit down first." She didn't get straight to the point, which only made me
more uneasy and apprehensive…

"Lily, I'm so sorry to trouble the three of you like this. Today's assignment is called 'Snake (Tongue)

Drill.' It tests the dexterity of a female slave's tongue, and it's also a very popular sex
service , so every one of us seniors is required to practice… but this time, three juniors were specifically chosen to practice,
so that's why you three were selected… You… won't blame me for involving you, will you?"

"Senior, please don't say anymore, we understand, and we don't mind." Although I didn't know

what "Snake Drill" was, and didn't dare to ask, we all knew that Senior was the most helpless. We
constantly troubled Senior with our studies, our daily lives, and even now, during lunch breaks, but this time it was
our turn to help Senior. Therefore, although I was filled with fear, I was also
vaguely happy that I could help my senior.

"Tell me... what should I do... that thing..." I chose to take the initiative and face it head-on.
After all, my senior's awkward and incongruous behavior made my unease even more intense. If this continued, I was afraid I
would lose control and have the urge to run away...

"Hmm... you don't need to do anything. Just stand up and turn your back to me..." My senior seemed to
be mentally prepared and gestured for me to stand up and turn my back to her.

"Senior... what should I do..." I slowly stood up and turned around as instructed. My senior
remained kneeling, her face directly facing my buttocks. Having my buttocks
stared at so closely was a different kind of shame than being completely naked. And the sight of my
anus was not hidden from my senior's eyes.

"Lily, your little chrysanthemum is so cute!" Senior Mengmeng suddenly said this, though she spoke so softly that
only the two of us could hear it, it still had a huge effect on me. My head felt like it had suddenly exploded,
becoming hot and dizzy.

"Senior...you...what did you say!" I said, embarrassed and annoyed, while reaching behind my buttocks
to cover my cleft. Even if it was a joke, Senior's joke was too much.

"Lily, Senior just wants you to understand that your anus is really cute, not ugly at all,
not ..." Senior said, reaching out to push my hands away and quietly bringing her face closer.

"Senior is going to start 'homework' now! Snake Drill..."

"Huh?" I felt my two thick buttocks being spread apart by Senior's hands,
the cleft and anus that were previously barely visible were now completely exposed to the cold air, but along with the cold air, there were
also waves of warmth that swept more and more clearly between my buttocks. Before I could fully grasp what was about to happen,
only sensing that something terrible was about to happen, I suddenly felt something wet and soft pressing directly
against my sensitive anus … “ Aaaaaaahh

... The anus is an incredibly filthy and unclean place. Even after washing, it often emits an indescribable stench, not to mention that some clients don't even wipe themselves properly after defecating. Therefore, even experienced prostitutes would prefer their clients to clean themselves before licking the anus... However, the sex slave girls at this school couldn't even have such a humble request granted ... Before we, the young slaves, were suddenly required to help our seniors with the "Snake Drill" exercise, our groins hadn't been cleaned for a whole day. Just the moment the two buttocks were spread apart, the stench that had been trapped inside clearly wafted into the air , reaching our olfactory nerves, making us feel utterly ashamed. But the seniors were already used to it. This wasn't their first time doing the Snake Drill, nor would it be their last. The cruel training methods had already transformed them from feeling nauseous to being able to breathe normally, as if it were no different from fresh air. In fact, this "Snake Drill" exercise was relatively easy for the senior female students. During the forced training with the help of the teaching assistants , pre-training cleaning was impossible. The assistants would even deliberately arrange for the sex slaves to come and lick their anuses without wiping them after defecating. The fecal matter around would be sucked into the mouth and swallowed by the sex slaves' tongues… This inhumane practice was necessary. The people who would buy these sex slaves in the future would be all sorts of people. Of course, there would be those with severe mysophobia and those who were extremely indifferent to hygiene. Although the main customers were high-ranking figures, lower-quality products like "toilet slaves" were not the primary production strategy. However, to ensure wide applicability, adapting to unclean anuses was a mandatory part of the "Snake Drill" training… Compared to the dirty and smelly buttocks of the teaching assistants, ours, the younger slaves, were actually not that dirty or smelly.

Senior Mengmeng didn't mind serving us at all. However, for her, this task had a more difficult aspect to
overcome...

In front of the instructors, teaching assistants, and even guests, she had long since lost all self-respect;
among , she could "be herself"; only in our eyes did she still possess
a "dignity" incompatible with her status. Every time we called her "senior," our companionship, our confiding, our admiration, our reliance on her, etc.,
actually helped her rediscover something she had lost. Although she knew that her "true colors" would eventually be
exposed to the younger students, that they would eventually discover how lewd and lowly she was. And when
these things were taken away from us again, she would truly sink deeply...

This was only the first step; the "senior" we respectfully addressed was licking our
dirty . What would we think? How would we feel at this moment? These kinds of questions kept
swirling in Senior Mengmeng's mind. At this moment, what my senior felt was
a tearing sensation that she had never experienced even when she was first ordered by the teaching assistant to practice the "Snake Drill" exercise. It turned out that serving her juniors was
far more …

…

"Senior… no… in there…" I stammered incoherently. Because
after carefully licking around my anus several times, Senior Mengmeng straightened her tongue, pressing the tip against my anus. In the instant I realized the next step,
her once soft tongue was now like a spear, piercing directly into my "anus."

And only then did I realize that my cries, identical to the previous two sisters, weren't a deliberate attempt
to hide the words "lick" or "anus" from the unsuspecting Xiaofen and Xuanxuan. Rather, these
words combined with Senior Mengmeng's current actions, were so filthy that I couldn't even utter them…

Since the "Snake Drill" exercise is about "drilling," it's not just about licking the outside of the anus. The most crucial essence of the entire training lies in how to smoothly
penetrate the customer's rear passage. Limited by its length and width, the tongue
cannot fully penetrate the body. Even with the senior student's best efforts to stretch her tongue to its limit, she could only penetrate
about three to four centimeters into the anus, even less than a finger. However, the tongue can provide sensations different from fingers. The thickness of the tongue,
the viscosity of the saliva, the warm breath exhaled, and even the "nectar-sucking" sensation combined with the mouth are all
sensations that fingers cannot provide. This is why many customers who have received anal licking services become addicted.

Another addictive aspect of the "snake drill" technique is that the anus is only a thin layer of flesh away from the prostate, the source of male sexual
pleasure . While not every senior student's tongue can directly touch
this section of the intestinal wall, each senior student's tongue skills are enough to overcome this disadvantage. Highly skilled sex slaves can
even make their masters ejaculate from penises that have never been directly stimulated by tongue drills,
demonstrating how intoxicating the "snake drill" sexual service is.

At this moment, Senior Student Mengmeng was naturally still practicing. We, the girls receiving her services, were
naturally unfamiliar with the anatomy of men. However, the rectum and vagina are
separated only by a single layer of flesh. So, while we felt nauseous from her tongue stimulation,

a strange sexual pleasure also accompanied us. The perverse
thought that "I can feel something even when my anus is being licked" made us even more afraid to face the moment. Later, I didn't dare ask her to stop,
fearing I might accidentally moan and reveal my lewd nature…

She served the three of us girls for almost an hour without stopping.
Only after she finally finished and stopped serving me did I dare turn to look at her. I was startled to see
that some areas of her tongue, still inside her mouth, had turned a light brown. In that moment of shock and disbelief, my
tongue was pulled back into my senior's mouth…

"Um… Lily, there's one last step… After the service is complete, you two need to
'French kiss' with me to prove that I've finished this service. Um… So, do you mind
doing it now? Or do you want to wait a bit?"

Even though my senior had tried her best to clean her tongue with saliva first; even though when she stuck out her tongue again

to French kiss me in the air, there were no traces of brown on it… I kept
convincing myself that what my tongue was entwined with was clean. But my mind was completely stuck on that
scene unable to shake it off. What made me feel even more nauseous was that it all came from my own body…

No wonder Qingqing and Xiaorutou didn't want to greet anyone with a French kiss earlier… And the next morning,
during my morning wash, I paid extra attention to cleanliness while doing an enema… Coincidentally, several other classmates in the same direct family also
experienced the same abnormality…

…

Afterwards, although not every day, there were always a few nights when the senior would suddenly ask
some of us sisters for help…

…

Wednesday night, the night we practiced “milk expression,” although the senior didn't have any assignments that
required our assistance, the effects of the medication injected during lunch class were still present, so that whole night
was spent between the senior's “breast engorgement” and helping her “milk express.” The anal
dilator inside her when we left school,
and she spent that long night under the stimulation and pain of the machines constantly thrusting into her own “original” excretory organs…

…

Thursday, the seniors' assignments again required interaction with us. This time it was Xuanxuan and
Xiaofen's turn, but they had to hold the dildos and take turns thrusting into their senior's anus. Although this time the
two little girls were playing the role of "perpetrators," using the dildos to violate their senior's anus,
it was much simpler than the "Snake Drill" sex service experience the day before yesterday... However, having not tried much "anal sex ,

" we didn't realize how different our senior's anus was,
nor did we know that the seniors' "anus modification project" had actually reached a major turning point
... Friday was a rare time for us to sit together . We also practiced what we learned in lunch class today, "using our tongues to clean the sisters' faces," licking each other's faces once.

Senior Sister Mengmeng explained that this was also a way for slaves to greet each other, but it was usually only used between slaves who
were familiar with each other , especially those who served the same master and lived together
. They would use this method to wake each other up in the morning.

(If I could live with these sisters in the future, even if I had to wash my face this
way , I would be willing...) As I closed my eyes and let Xuanxuan's tongue roam
and slide across my face, I fantasized like this.

This was because tomorrow was Saturday again, and I had to stay in the club from morning till night. Then it
was Sunday, and Senior Sister would have to be sent to the customers to be abused again. We young slaves would once again
be scattered in various direct families, enduring a difficult day.

And this time, we would have to greet each other using the method we learned this week...

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