[My Experience with SM]

I've known this slutty little fox for less than a year, but we started having sex a month after we met, so we
've been together for over half a year.

I used to call her Little Fairy because she was really pretty, had very elegant manners, was gentle with me, and always
listened to me. But after our first time having sex, I realized that she was completely different in bed. She was incredibly horny and thirsty, and we'd
have sex at least four or five times each time. So I started calling her the "slutty little fox."

But it wasn't so bad, because we only had sex when she came to my place.
Sometimes when I wanted to go to an MTV with her or go to a hotel, she refused. Her reason was that she wasn't used to being out.

Okay, if she wasn't used to it, so be it. It was more enjoyable to do it at my place, and I could moan louder.

One of the great things about having sex with her was how proactive she was. She'd
actively , and sometimes we'd even watch porn together to practice. But every time she saw anal sex or SM, she'd change the channel,
saying she couldn't accept it. Several times I asked her to have sex with my anus, but she refused, and we even argued about it. So I had to... I admitted it
and didn't mention it again.

The weekend after the final exams, she came to my place carrying a big bag. She told me to pack my clothes and
come with her to a hotel for the night. Wow, she actually offered to go to a hotel with me today? I don't know what's wrong with her

…

whatever, maybe she's suddenly become more perceptive.

I grabbed a few clothes and stuffed them in my bag before we went out. My place was close to the city, and the hotel
wasn't far ; we could just come back for anything.

She seemed to have planned it all out, skipping briskly towards a computer hotel. I hesitated a bit and
asked, "Hey, are you serious?" She glared at me and said, "Who's kidding? We're already this far,
and you still think I'm joking?" I quickly smiled apologetically, "No, it's just that you never wanted to go to
a hotel with me before…" She interrupted me, replying, "You didn't want to before, so why can't I now? It's my business what I
do!"

(Yeah, what can I do? How dare I?) I thought to myself, but didn't say it aloud. I followed behind her, watching
her check up, and then we went upstairs together.

After putting my things down in the room and closing the door, the little fox immediately started kissing me incessantly. Just as I
was getting excited, my penis getting harder and harder, almost unbearably swollen, the little fox suddenly pushed me away. I was a little
flustered and said, "You..."

But before I could finish the first word, the little fox slapped me hard and hard. She said expressionlessly
, "Damn it, you better behave yourself. Bringing you to a room is a favor to you. If you dare to disobey or say
anything you shouldn't, I'll cut your rotten parts off right now."

I stood there, stunned, not reacting. How could the usually gentle little fox turn out like this? And it
was even stranger that I didn't resist. I guess I was also a little curious to see what tricks she was going to play...

"Take off your clothes," the little fox said, while starting to unbutton her shirt.

I knew it! All that was an act; deep down, I'm just as horny. Damn, I'll fuck you until you
beg for mercy .

After stripping naked, I couldn't wait to stroke the little fox's smooth skin.

Unexpectedly, she immediately turned around, her left hand gripping my huge cock tightly,
while hard again… This time, even harder…

"Fuck you! Don't you understand what I'm saying? I told you to be obedient, do you think I wouldn't dare cut your
rotten flesh?" she said, her left hand still squeezing harder. This time I was truly stunned; the unprecedented pain in my cock
made it impossible to think. I could only promise to be obedient before she released her grip.

She rummaged through the large bag she'd brought, throwing a bunch of things at me, and simply said, "Put these on."

Looking at the things in her hands, wow, bras, underwear, waist trainers… how am I supposed to put these on?

"Little fox, are you kidding me? How am I supposed to put this on?"

"Fuck you! Just put it on, stop nagging!" Little fox cursed.

Okay, fine.

Bra, waistband, panties, garter belt, stockings, petticoat, dress… I put them on one by one.

God, wearing this is really uncomfortable. But the sizes are all perfect… Did she plan this? No
way

…

When did Little Fox develop this habit? How come I didn't know?

Little fox came over, adjusted my clothes, and put two silk scarves in my bra cups
to make my breasts look bigger. Then she took a wig and helped me put it on, and then gave me a pair of high heels. Damn it,
three-inch heels!!!

Before I could object, she kicked my penis, saying expressionlessly, "Put it on." I had no choice but

to obediently put it on…

Once I was fully dressed, she ordered me to sit in a chair, then turned to rummage through her bag; she needed to
change too.

When she was dressed, damn, my eyes almost popped out! She was wearing only three things: a white,
sheer blouse, a short leather skirt 25 centimeters above the knee, and a pair of over-the-knee high-heeled leather boots. That was it, nothing
else. Her 36D breasts stretched the blouse, her two red nipples standing erect,
incredibly . With every step, I could glimpse her thick pubic hair from under the short skirt, and with the boots, wow, so
sexy and alluring! My penis was already aroused in my underwear…

"Come on, come with me," she said.

"Huh? But I'm dressed like this… and you're dressed like that…" I hesitated.

"Damn, you have a problem with that?" she said, raising an eyebrow.

"No…" I backed down.

"If you have no objections, just come with me."

She pulled me out of the room. The moment the door closed, her expression changed, becoming as if we were best
friends . She took my arm and we left the hotel, walking onto the street.

It was winter, and her outfit would normally attract attention, let alone in the cold. But she didn't seem to care
at all ; the stares of passersby seemed to caress her. Her face was flushed, and if you looked closely, you could see
traces of wetness on her inner thighs.

Meanwhile, I, already uncomfortable in women's clothing, felt utterly ashamed walking down the street.
I didn't know what to do, so I just clung to her and let her lead me.

She led me into an

MTV. The waiters, both men and women, all stared at us, at my mismatched clothes and her
sexy outfit. She pulled me to the counter and asked the receptionist, "Hey, do you have any porn? Find
us one." The waiters' eyes were still on her. She suddenly turned around and said, "Damn, have you never seen
a woman before? Go do your work!! You're asking for it!"

Not to mention me, all the waiters were startled and obediently turned back to their work. When the
hostess led us into the private room, in the gap before the movie started, Little Fox
took out a rope from somewhere and tied my hands behind my back; she lifted my skirt up to my waist and pulled down my underwear
to expose my penis. She laughed and said to me, "Let's wait and see how your little dick reacts."

As the intertwined bodies of the man and woman in the video intensified, my body grew hot, especially my
erect penis, which was swollen and about to burst. But with my hands tied behind my back, I
could . That lewd little fox just watched me with a half-smile, occasionally reaching out to rub my glans.
This didn't relieve me; it only made me more uncomfortable.

Finally, the video ended, and the little fox untied the ropes. I was about to
walk out she grabbed me and whispered with a smile, "Don't rush, wait a bit before you go out. Come with me first." She pulled

me towards the restroom…

yes, the women's restroom!! When we first went in, there was no one inside. She pushed me into one of the stalls,
locked the door, tied my hands behind my back to the toilet tank, lifted my skirt, pulled down my underwear, and gently stroked my
penis, saying, "Good boy, let's have some fun here first!"

She spread her legs, straddled me, and positioned her already overflowing vagina over my glans. The wet, warm
feeling made me want to hold her tightly and thrust; however, my hands were not free to move, so I could only moan. She placed her hands
on my shoulders, swaying her body while looking at me with half-closed eyes. Suddenly, she increased
the speed of her movements, intensifying the stimulation on me. I couldn't help but want to shout to express the excitement in my heart; but at the
same time, I heard someone go into the next stall and close the door, forcing me to
suppress .

The little fox noticed my strange behavior and whispered in my ear, "What's wrong? Want to moan? Moan... moan...

are

n't you the one who likes to moan the most? Hmm?" Although her actions excited me, I bit my lip tightly to keep
from making a sound. Hearing the sounds of women's footsteps and urination coming and going from the next room, coupled with the stimulation from Little Fox's thrusts
on , I couldn't hold back and ejaculated soon after. Little Fox
wiped away the vaginal fluid and semen that had flowed out of her vagina, and also cleaned up my genitals, saying to me, "I'll spare you for now, we'll
play slowly when we get back." She smiled at me before untying my ropes. At this point, I was completely lost in thought,
no longer wanting to resist, but instead somewhat looking forward to seeing what strange ideas she would have next, which excited
me.

Back in the hotel room, she made me take off my clothes, but I was still wearing garters, stockings, and high heels.

Little Fox herself took off her short leather skirt and shirt, leaving only her boots on her legs, and then took out a pair of black lace panties from her bag
and put them on. She smiled at me, beckoned with her finger, and gestured for me to go into
the bathroom with her. Although I was confused, since she was now the master, I did as she said. As I walked
into the bathroom in my high heels, I found her sitting on the toilet urinating. To my surprise, she hadn't taken off her underwear,
and as a result, a large patch of her lace panties was visibly wet.

While I was still standing there dumbfounded, she finished urinating and was slowly pulling down her underwear. I wondered to myself:
Was she a little too excited and not quite right in the head? Before I could answer, she called me
over , grabbed my hair, and forced my face close to her genitals, saying curtly, "Lick it clean." I hesitated
, wondering if I had misheard, when her boot tip kicked me in the stomach. I turned my head to look at her face;
she was staring at me expressionlessly. Well, we'd already done it, so I didn't care to continue.

Enduring the pungent smell of urine, I stuck out my tongue and licked her urethra and vaginal opening. To be honest, the smell
was awful—sour and salty, and quite pungent—it almost made me nauseous on the spot. However, under her
forceful pressure, I reluctantly licked off the remaining urine. When I looked up to indicate I was done, she
asked with a smile, "How was it? Did you like my urine?"

"No, it tasted awful..." I answered truthfully.

"No? How could that be? It must be because you don't know how to appreciate delicious food." Saying this, she
shook the black panties she had just used. "It's okay, I'll just put this delicious little panty in your
mouth , you'll get used to it soon."

Good heavens, so she deliberately got it wet just for this? Just a few licks and the taste was unbearable,
let alone a panty completely soaked in urine? I immediately corrected myself: "I...

I'm sorry, I misspoke. Your urine is a delicacy, incredibly sweet!"

"Oh, really? Then why did you say that just now..."

I quickly said, "I was nervous, so I misspoke."

"Oh, is that so..." She paused for a moment, and I quickly nodded to indicate that this was exactly what she meant. "Then, it
's your good fortune to have this delicacy in your mouth. I'm sure you won't object, right?" Looking at the sly smile on her lips,

I suddenly had a feeling: I really felt like a little rabbit being played by a fox...

She stuffed the urine-smelling underwear into my mouth and tied a silk scarf around my head
to secure the underwear in my mouth. The sour taste in my mouth…

the fishy smell in my nose… Sigh, I really don’t know what I am now…

She pushed me out of the bathroom, led me to the bedside, and tied my hands to the bedside table, forcing me into a position where
my upper body was bent forward and my buttocks were sticking up high. With her three-inch heels, my little buttocks were even more prominently displayed. She
then tied my feet to the legs at the bottom of the table; in short, I was now bound into a
position where I couldn’t move and was extremely uncomfortable. After tying me up, she walked towards her bag. I barely managed to turn my head to one side and peek out from the corner of my eye…
Searching for her, I caught a glimpse of her pulling a whip from her bag. The handle was
shaped like a penis, about 20 centimeters long and 4 centimeters thick.

Seeing this, my heart sank. I silently prayed that she was just putting on an act. I
lowered my head helplessly, listening to her footsteps approaching from behind. "Baby, be good, I'll take good care of you!"

she said sweetly.

When she lashed out with the first lash, if I hadn't been tied to the low cabinet, I would have
jumped up immediately! Good heavens, she really went all out! With my mouth stuffed with underwear, I
couldn't I could only manage a few weak sounds from my throat with each lash landing on my buttocks to express the pain and protest.

But she seemed to get more excited the more she hit me, the more she heard my painful groans…

lash after lash, without stopping… At that moment, I suddenly hated myself. Why did I always deliberately show her SM comics and novels when I knew she didn't
like SM stuff? Well, that's it. She
suddenly changed her ways, and now she's using all those things on me…

She whipped me about seventy or eighty times before finally, the little fox stopped. Honestly, my
eyes were full of tears; I almost burst into tears on the spot…

After stopping, the little fox placed the whip on the bed beside her and then leaned over to me. She
gently traced circles on my back with her fingertips, one of my sensitive areas. A tingling sensation spread through me
, and my body involuntarily twitched. The twitching caused my buttocks to tremble, and the welts from the whipping
felt like burns, forcing me to clench my lower body tightly, hoping the tension
would relieve some of the pain.

She noticed my reaction and asked, "It hurts, doesn't it?"

I nodded in response, though I could only nod, not speak. She moved her lips to my
buttocks and gently kissed them a few times. Just as I was feeling a slight relief, she switched from her soft lips to her hands. As her
fingernails scratched the bruises on my buttocks, my entire body tensed from the excruciating pain. Then, she
actually asked, "Does this hurt a lot?" Her tone was so innocent and naive.

At that moment, I really wanted to yell, "Damn it, if you were tied up like this and whipped dozens of times, and then played with
like this , you'd know how much it hurts..." "Be good, okay? I'll go get the medicine," she said, getting up to rummage through
some things. I thought, "Thank goodness, at least she knew this would happen and prepared some medicine. Please,
this is enough, I'm going crazy!"

Hearing her return and hearing her pour something into her hands, I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking:
this ordeal is finally over. Wait, why are her fingers sliding around on my buttocks? Just as I was about to turn my head to see what was going on, she suddenly inserted her fingers into my anus, as if she were applying something. There was a strange
feeling ; I could clearly feel something clamping between my sphincter muscles. It didn't hurt, and the slight spasms
were somewhat comfortable, but it still felt off. I let out a muffled groan and wiggled my buttocks in protest.

"Come on, let me apply the lubricant so we can play the next game."

Lubricant? In my anus? I thought of the handle of a whip… No way? A bad feeling rose in my heart

…

Suddenly, I felt something round and cool slide down my spine from my neck to my lower body. I instinctively
turned my head to see what it was, but first I glimpsed the empty bed. Empty? Where was the whip from before?

At the same time, a tearing pain shot through my anus! It felt like someone had
cut a wound in my skin with a knife and then reached in and forcefully ripped it apart…

I let out a deep groan, tears streaming down my face, and my lower body
trembled as if it didn't belong to me; but strangely, my penis began to harden.

The little fox stroked my erect penis and said in a very happy tone, "Baby, haven't you always
wanted to play anal sex? I'll help you. Be good, the little glans has only just gone into your asshole, don't get too
excited. Heh..."

I shook my head desperately and groaned, twisting my buttocks to try to get rid of the dildo's intrusion. But when
I twisted it caused the muscles near my anus and the glans of the dildo to tear at each other, causing even greater pain! My legs
trembled more violently, and my penis became even harder...

I had no choice but to stop twisting my lower body to avoid causing myself more pain. She saw this and laughed even more
happily . She gently held the handle and twirled it, saying, "You're so excited? It wouldn't be good to keep you waiting too long...

"

Before she finished speaking, she forcefully shoved the entire handle into my anus, the 20-centimeter dildo almost entirely
inside my anus! My eyes were wide open, but no sound came out. My entire lower body was overwhelmed by pain,
almost numb, but my penis was even more swollen than usual, the glans throbbing and dripping with secretions.

"Is it fun? Feeling good, right?" Damn, I was about to faint from the pain, and that bitch was asking so
easily . I was going crazy. She untied my hands from the low cabinet, twisted them behind my back and tied them up, then
loosened the ropes binding my legs and pulled me onto the bed to lie on my back.

As soon as I lay down, the muscles in my buttocks pulled on the dildo inserted into my anus, tugging at my sphincter. It was nothing but

tearing pain...

I couldn't help but frown and make a painful sound. She lay on her side next to me,
scratching , saying, "Don't do that, frowning doesn't look good. Hmm, I know, you must still want to play!"

Oh God, I don't want to play anymore!!!

She ignored my desperate shaking of my head and continued to rub my erect nipples.

Under her massage, I gradually relaxed, experiencing a slight pleasure, and my breathing became a little rapid. I
closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling, completely forgetting the pain in my lower body. Suddenly, a sharp pain swept
away all my previous sensations. She
produced protested with a series of groans, but she smiled slightly at me and said softly, "Wait a minute, I still need
to dress up your little cock."

She took a red ribbon and tightly wrapped it around the base of my penis, even tying a bow. My already
swollen penis was now even more engorged and purplish-red, making me almost faint.

"Alright, get up, it's time for a walk." The little fox said, pulling me out of bed and leading me
forward. I barely endured the pain in my lower body, taking small steps to follow her to the door. Before I could even
stand properly , she opened the door and pushed me outside, then quickly closed it, locking the chain before opening it a
crack again. Actually, even if I had stood up, it wouldn't have mattered. To resist the constant pain from my anus, all my muscles
were tense, and with my hands tied behind my back, I had no way to maintain my balance. Therefore, as soon as she pushed me
outside, I fell to the ground. The moment she closed the door, I suddenly couldn't feel the pain in my body anymore,
only a feeling that I was about to collapse. Fortunately, she immediately opened the door again, and I felt as if I had
started , as if I had come back to life. She said to me through the door, "Stand up, hurry up."

I struggled to stand up, but moving in high heels was really inconvenient, and I often
felt like I was twisting my ankle. Without my hands to help me, it really took me a while to stand up. I thought she would let me into the room after I stood up
, but her next words were: "Walk to the other end of the corridor and come back."

I looked at her suspiciously, and she glared at me angrily, saying, "What are you looking at? If you don't walk, you're not coming in.

If you dawdle any longer, I won't care if others see you."

She then gave a cold laugh. Hearing her say that, I was genuinely worried about being seen by others. That wouldn't just be embarrassing,
it would be unbearable! So, I slowly started walking, accompanied by the pain from the clothespins on
my nipples , and the excruciating whip on my buttocks.

Strangely enough, as I slowly dragged myself to the end of the corridor and prepared to turn back, I suddenly had a desire, hoping that
someone would see me like this. The pain in my anus began to transform into a kind of pleasure, a

truly strange feeling…

When I finally reached the door, Little Fox had already opened it. Ignoring the pain, I immediately slipped inside.There was a pleasurable feeling in me.

The little fox closed the door, walked to my side, and untied the ropes binding my hands. She removed
the clothespins that had pinched my nipples until they were red and flat, untied the silk scarf, and took out the underwear that reeked of urine from my mouth. She asked me,
"How do you feel now?"

I was just panting heavily, not knowing how to answer. She twirled the whip tip in her hand, then suddenly pulled it
down , pulling the dildo-like handle out of my anus. In that instant, I felt as if
something was missing from my lower body, a little empty, and I could still feel the sphincter muscles of my anus opening and closing, as
if searching for the object that had just been bitten, unwilling to forget that feeling.

She untied the ribbon wrapped around the base of my penis, and my erect penis immediately went limp. She
straddled me, leaned over, and asked me, "So, was SM fun? Was anal sex fun?"

I wanted to shake my head and tell her I didn't want to do it anymore, that I would never do it again. But my body didn't seem to think so.

The afterglow of my recent orgasm still lingered, a
feeling I'd never experienced before. Even now, despite the physical pain and mental humiliation, I found that the more I suppressed the
humiliation the greater the excitement became. So, I nodded in response. She smiled brightly and asked,
"Want to play again?"

I nodded without hesitation. "Oh, we'll play again another time. Now, take off your stockings and
high heels and take a good shower."

She helped me stand up. My legs were still trembling. I finally managed to sit on the edge of the bed,
the pressure causing the whip marks and the pain in my anus to surge up again. Barely enduring the pain until it lessened slightly,
I said to her, "Playing is fine, but you went too far!" She slapped me again,
but only lightly touched my cheek, saying innocently, "How can a real
queen not hit hard, right?"

How was I supposed to answer that? She shook her head, took off her garter belt, stockings, and high heels, and then took off her boots.
She helped me into the bathroom for a bath together…

After that, SM and anal sex became an important part of my sex life with the little fox. Of course, it was
n't always me who was pitiful and played with for fun. The master and mistress roles were rotated; that's fair,
isn't it?

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