My First Sex Slave

Let me first explain my situation. I'm the kind of smart kid who doesn't like studying much. I'm pretty good at understanding my opponent's psychology when playing cards or video games. My first girlfriend was very beautiful. When we were dating, I was very innocent and devoted, and I never touched her. Because I knew then that I wouldn't be the one to end up with her, and I didn't want to be looked down upon because I wasn't a virgin. Later, she got into a university in Nanjing, and I was already prepared to break up. I thought that at least after a year or two in a big city, her perspective and outlook would change, and she would leave me. But I didn't expect that it would only take three short months. I knew I would need money when I first started university, so I gave her a few thousand yuan. But it still couldn't compare to those rich kids. Finally, one day she returned all the money she had given me and said I was a good person. And then it was all over.
I was really depressed during that time; I don't know how to describe that feeling. Especially when I recalled some of my insistence, I felt it was all for nothing. At that time, I was still a virgin, so I used that money to say goodbye to my first time. While having sex with the prostitute, I recalled the days I'd saved up for this money, but I couldn't ejaculate. Towards the end, she gave me a handjob to finish. I initially thought it was because it was my first time and I couldn't overcome my psychological barrier. I tried a few more times, but still didn't experience much pleasure. I realized that sex without feelings couldn't satisfy me; I was better off watching porn and masturbating. So, I started using porn to solve my problem. I remember watching a film by Nanasaki Kaede, and it felt like my first love. Watching the female lead's submissive state during her ordeal helped me, who usually lasts a long time, reach orgasm quickly. I gradually discovered I had a sadistic tendency. Later, when I went to a massage parlor, I suggested the kinds of things shown in those films, but without exception, no one agreed. I realized this wasn't something most people would accept.
Later, I passed the time by playing games, and through games, I met some girls and exchanged WeChat contacts. That's how I met my first submissive. However, she seemed normal when we first met, and we didn't talk about sex. Later, one night we chatted; she had just broken up and was feeling very sad, so I comforted her. That's how we gradually got to know each other, chatting for about half a year. She was two years younger than me, from Xinjiang, and had gotten into a junior college here after the college entrance exam. Because she was from out of town and a bit overweight, she was often ostracized by her roommates. She had just broken up with her boyfriend from her hometown, so I comforted her for about half a year, often playing games and chatting together. Then we gradually became closer, and one time our conversation went a bit too far. She said, "How come I, such a nice person, don't have a girlfriend?" I joked that I was a pervert, that I was nice online but not in real life. She didn't believe me. I already knew she had lost her virginity in high school, so I said, "If you and I were having sex, would I roughly grab your hair and slap you twice if I was unhappy?" I thought she would be angry, but she said, "Please don't hit me, considering how cute I am." At that moment, I felt like I had a chance. So I talked to her a lot, mostly just banter, since we lived in different cities. I wasn't stupid enough to think she would actually do anything inappropriate with someone she had never met. However, after that chat, we became much closer. She would sometimes call me "master," and I would give her commands like "kneel down and lick" or "kowtow." But I knew neither of us took it seriously.
Near the end of the year, she messaged me saying she was going to block me because she'd met a boyfriend, and she thanked me profusely for being there for her for over a year. So, I was inexplicably blocked, but I didn't care, as I didn't have any ulterior motives. Less than three months later, she added me back. It turned out her boyfriend was also a jerk, cheating on her with several women. So I asked her why she added me back. She said she felt I was much better than her boyfriends. I continued to ask what was so good about me, and she said I would chat with her late at night instead of ignoring her. I said that was during breaks from playing games all night, not specifically for her. She said she could understand him, and I said I could understand most people. Basically, I denied everything she said. Then she said she wouldn't delete me this time. I said, "What if I did something wrong?" Then I described a sexual encounter, and she said yes, as long as I came to her. I thought to myself, are heartbroken women really that scary?
So I went to see her, and she had booked a room for me. Before I came in, I texted her asking if I should pounce on her roughly or gently. She said roughly. But it was too hot that day, and when I came in, she seemed a little nervous. Seeing that she didn't dare to look up, I felt that I shouldn't be too rough on the first time. So I said I'd take a shower first, since I was all sweaty, and she could watch TV for a while. After showering, I saw her sitting on the bed watching TV, so I gently sat behind her and hugged her. After all, it wasn't my first time with a woman, so I teased her skillfully. I kept stroking her inner thighs and kissing her. I have to say, she was really wet. Soon she was looking at me with lustful eyes, and I said to her, "How about we be normal for the first time?" She nodded happily. So I pushed her down and kept kissing and caressing her, and she responded passionately, her panties already soaked. I put on a condom and rubbed it back and forth at her entrance, pressing my forehead against hers, repeatedly asking, "Do you want it? If you want it, beg your master. Your attitude must satisfy your master before he'll enter!" Then came a lot of shameless words, and I went along with it. I have to say, a woman who's wet is really different; it felt especially warm and comfortable when I entered. We did this normally for about twenty minutes.
Afterwards, I threw away the condom, hugged her, and praised her. I could tell she was very shy. Then I changed the subject and told her I was going to settle things with her about blocking her. She looked at me with a helpless expression, and I repeated the previous methods, asking one last time if she agreed. She nodded. So I lifted her chin with my hand and kissed her passionately. After about a minute, I let go, grabbed her hair, and said, "This is the last time I'll kiss your lips today." Then I took out the rope I had brought, afraid of hurting her, and wrapped her arms with a towel, tying her hands behind her back. Then I grabbed her hair and forced her head down towards my crotch.
This was my first time doing this, and I had no experience. I just roughly kept pressing her head down, and after a few times she choked, turning her head to the side and coughing incessantly. After she finished coughing, I asked her, "Didn't you say you were really good at oral sex in our chat? How come you're so useless?" She replied irritably that she wasn't good at it, that it was all just talk. So I grabbed her hair and slapped her twice across the face, continuing to press her head down. Every time she stopped, I would slap her twice. Later, I saw tears in the corners of her eyes, so this time when she stopped, I grabbed her hair, raised my hand but didn't bring it down, and asked her, "You knew what was going to happen, right?" She choked and said she knew. I said, "So, do you like it? If you don't, I can stop." She almost cried and said she liked it. I showed no mercy, slapping her twice more without hesitation, and continued the process. Finally, I vented my anger on her mouth, but she said she couldn't drink it. Because it was my first time tying someone up, my technique was poor, and the rope had already loosened. But she kept her hands outstretched to prevent the rope from falling. After I ejaculated into her mouth, she finally couldn't hold back anymore and immediately broke free of the rope, covering her mouth with both hands. In other words, she could have easily escaped the rope if she wanted to, but she didn't. I was initially soft-hearted and planned to just make her spit it out, but inexplicably, I ordered her to keep her hands behind her back, then pinched her face, slapped her twice, and ordered her to drink it. She swallowed it with great difficulty. Then she picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table and gulped it down. I asked her if anyone else had treated her like I had, and she rolled her eyes at me, saying in a coquettish tone, "No way!" Then I pressed her further, asking if she liked being slapped. She whispered that she did.
After two rounds in a row, I was a bit tired, so I took her out to get something to eat. We also brought some takeout back to the hotel. As soon as we entered, I grabbed her from behind, grabbed her neck, kicked her behind the knee, and ordered her to kneel. After she knelt, I told her that my current identity was a censored word. She barked obediently. Then I ordered her to open the plastic bag of takeout with her mouth and eat it herself. Watching her struggle to open the bag, just as she was about to open the box with her mouth, I stepped on her head with my bare foot and slammed her face to the ground. Then I kicked the takeout box open and ordered her to lick my feet first. She licked them very carefully, but after she finished, she said she couldn't eat anything. I didn't feel comfortable forcing her, so I told her to rinse her mouth and brush her teeth, and then we ate the takeout together. After eating, of course, it was normal sex again. I figured it was her first time, so I should keep it normal. I have to say, women from Xinjiang really have a lot of energy, stamina, and are very hydrated. Although she is Han Chinese, her speech is different from that of people from inland areas, and it sounds very pleasant. She took me three more times, each time using a condom. Then we cuddled and slept together.
I left the next day, but we did it a few more times afterward. Gradually, we tried almost everything except for gold. She later told me that she felt it was me from the first time we met. Now she's graduated and returned to Xinjiang, but we've kept in touch. She frankly told me that even if she gets married, she won't forget me, and she'll still use me if I want, because I'm the person who's been with her the longest. I'm actually very grateful to her, after all, my gradual progress from beginner to expert was thanks to her experience. It's just that Xinjiang is so far away, and it's been almost two years since we last met, but I feel that if we meet again, it will definitely be another intense day.

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