The Boss's Plaything (Chapter 34 - The End)

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They surrounded the table. One stood behind my head, two others stood beside my legs and arms, and
another stood between my legs. Mr. Zhuang stood to the side.

The nurse opened a tray on the table. As soon as I saw what was inside, I trembled and struggled. One of them
pressed down on my chest and said, "It's alright. Everyone will be satisfied with our work after this!"
Mr. Zhuang said to him, "Ignore her. Let her see for herself."

He placed a mechanical arm above my chest, and the two people beside him bent down and began
to suckle my nipples. Although Qi'er hadn't given me any lactation-inducing injections today, the effects of yesterday's medication caused my nipples
to secrete a little milk when they suckled, which they swallowed like babies. My nipples began
to harden, turning red from being licked, and the tips stood erect.

Mr. Zhuang picked up a long needle and quickly pierced one of my nipples, putting a ring on it and
fastening it. This ring was much larger than the one I had worn before. Then the other nipple was treated in the same way.
The sucking had already made my breasts extremely sensitive, and now they burned with pain.

He tied two thin ropes to the ring, looped the ends of the ropes around the mechanical arm, and placed them on it
. Two iron hooks were attached to the ropes. He hung two small weights on the hooks, and the ropes immediately tightened, pulling my nipples
upwards , forming two flat cone shapes. At the same time, I felt something enter my lower body, and I heard someone
say, "She's already wet! I bet she's excited now."

I felt incredibly ashamed. Just over two weeks ago, I was still a virgin who had never been touched by a man, but
now I was like this.

Mr. Zhuang also stood between my legs, put a thick straw over my hardened clitoris, and began
to squeeze something like a rubber ball. With each squeeze, I felt a force
pulling . After five squeezes, I couldn't take it anymore. My clitoris felt like it was about to burst, and tears involuntarily
streamed down my face. He saw me crying, but seemed to show no pity. Instead, he quickly pressed down five more times,
laughing amidst my sobs.

He had the men standing beside my legs forcefully spread them apart, fully opening my vulva. Then he
placed a mirror beneath me so I could see what they were doing. He pulled out the straw, and I
saw that the blood-red vulva was completely open, revealing the small opening below, opening and closing like a fish's mouth, which
I couldn't control. My clitoris was completely protruding, larger than I could imagine, and had turned
brownish-red from engorgement.

He pinched my clitoris at the base, picked up another thick, long needle, and pierced it. I screamed, and
the two men beside me immediately held me down tightly, preventing me from moving. The man closest to my head unbuttoned his white robe, inserted his penis
into my mouth, and ordered me to suck it, but not bite it.

Mr. Zhuang moved the long needle back and forth, and I felt blood flowing from there. He left the long needle inserted in my clitoris,
then applied some more alcohol, which immediately felt like it was burning. I felt the alcohol dripping into
my folds of flesh . After he finished, he pulled out the needle, threaded a ring through it, and fastened it. At that moment
, the man who had been thrusting in my mouth ejaculated, and then they all left.

In the mirror, I saw the gold ring shimmering between my legs, the rings on my breasts still hanging from the weights, my nipples
pointing like arrows to the ceiling; my clitoris remained erect, unable to retract, aching and extremely painful. Overwhelmed with grief
, I burst into tears, foaming saliva dripping from my mouth onto the floor.

After a while, the nurse, Mr. Zhuang, and two other people came in. Mr. Zhuang hung
two more weights on the hooks; the sudden weight made my breasts feel like they were being torn apart, causing me to scream in agony. He
then rubbed alcohol on my nipples, making the pain even worse, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

He said, "If you don't quiet down, I'll find a way to shut you up." He produced
a gag, different from ordinary ones, with a short, round rod and what appeared to be
sharp protrusions.

He ordered me to open my mouth, but I stared at the gag in fear, keeping my mouth tightly shut. He
raised , grabbed the weight, and pulled it down sharply, causing me to scream in pain. He then used the opportunity to gag me,
securing it behind my head with a strap. My mouth was completely stuffed, like a horse with a bit, the gag
digging into the muscles of my cheeks.

"Now you should be quiet!" he said smugly, then took out a leather belt and lashed it hard across my
abdomen. I recoiled in pain, the weight swaying and pulling my breasts back and forth. He had
two other people clamp my labia with clips, completely exposing the vulva, telling them he wanted to check
the effects of the training I'd received over the past few days.

The nurse inserted a finger, then another, poking around inside, occasionally touching
my clitoris, making me feel an unbearable itch. Then her thumb went in, and I realized she'd
inserted her entire hand.

My lower body was probably already overflowing with desire, because with her thrusting, I felt no pain at all,
but rather an indescribable sweetness. Every time she touched my clitoris, I felt an electric shock, making it
hard to breathe. My breathing became increasingly rapid, and I felt more and more vaginal fluid secreting, making my thighs
feel wet. My clitoris was touched again, and my whole body convulsed, collapsing limply.

She withdrew her hand, which was wet, and licked it clean as if savoring a delicacy,
putting her fingers in her mouth as if sucking on a penis. Then she licked her lips and came over to kiss my nose and
eyes .

I felt something thicker and bigger enter my body. I looked down and saw that Mr. Zhuang had also
inserted his fingers. His palm was wider than the nurse's. He inserted his fingers one by one, pausing
occasionally to check my reaction.

I was in much more pain than when the nurse had inserted her fingers; she seemed to want me to reach orgasm,
while Mr. Zhuang just wanted to insert all his fingers. When he inserted the fourth finger, I groaned in pain.
After he inserted his thumb, he suddenly pushed in his entire right palm, while simultaneously
thrusting his left hand into my anus. He could only insert three fingers with his left hand, so he seemed quite disappointed and called to those watching...
One of the men pulled on the gold ring on my clitoris, and I immediately whimpered in pain again, my entire lower body feeling like it was being
roasted on fire.

He pulled his hands out, took a speculum, inserted it into my anus, and then tightened the screw to
open it up. I felt I had reached my limit; the mucous membrane inside my anus was pressed tightly against the cold metal. At the same time, I felt him
put something else in, and then remove the speculum. The wide-open opening of my anus immediately closed.

The thing left inside was like a small cylinder, about the size of a normal-sized penis, but it was moving
inside . Mr. Zhuang said, "Ah, everything is normal. We call this a magnifying machine. Your anus
seems to have adapted, because it's not tightly wrapped around it, which means there's still room for expansion. I'll widen it another
6 centimeters and see." The thing inside my anus slowly twisted and turned, moving back and forth like a penis.

I couldn't describe what it felt like. I felt a little pain, but not too severe; it felt like
a massage inside my anus. A sharp pain shot through me immediately, and the thing suddenly swelled to 6 centimeters, the pain inside
feeling like being scraped by a knife. It took me a long time to catch my breath, but it immediately swelled up again, the pain making it
hard to breathe.

He then inserted his palm into my vagina, followed by his wrist, thrusting his entire wrist in and out.
His hand was clenched into a fist, and with each thrust, it was like a boxing match; every time he went in, I had difficulty breathing. He
didn't care about my reaction, and did this for almost half an hour before finally withdrawing his wrist and putting his fist in my mouth
for me to lick clean.

I licked my palm, which was covered in my own vaginal fluid, while at the same time feeling the thing in my anus begin to swell again. In my
memory, this seemed to be the third time. Compared to this, my breasts didn't hurt as much, even though they were still
suspended by the weight.

I was finally untied, but the amplifier remained inside me. He helped me stand up,
untied the thin strings from my nipple rings, and ordered me to stand facing him with my legs spread. He grabbed the two nipple rings, tugged at them a few times,
then bent down and removed the object from my anus. He then began licking my vulva while
pulling up and down the gold ring on my clitoris. Tortured by pain and pleasure, I was nearly driven mad and quickly ejaculated again. My body was
extremely weak, and Mr. Zhuang had to support me and call the nurse.

I had almost forgotten the nurse's existence. She attached a leather strap to the three rings, pulled me out of
the room, and into the hall, where she tied me to an "X"-shaped support in the corner. Mr. Zhuang and a
girl came over; the girl used a sponge dipped in warm water to wash my anus, breasts, and genitals before
leaving .

Then a peculiar woman entered. This woman was about 34 years old, with enormous breasts
and long, black hair. She was wearing high heels and was nearly 1.8 meters tall. She smiled at Mr. Zhuang and said,
"Why don't you introduce her?" Mr. Zhuang quickly said to me, "This is my wife. You must serve her
as . Let's sleep together tonight and tomorrow, and have some fun."

She sat on Mr. Zhuang's lap and kissed her husband deeply, while Mr. Zhuang's hand
caressed . They sat there watching me, whispering and nodding occasionally, but I couldn't hear
what they were saying at all.

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They stood up, walked to my side, untied my legs, and lifted them up one by one until they
were parallel to my arms. They tied my hands and feet together, and a cool breeze immediately rushed in through the open flesh. Mrs. Zhuang put
a finger in, stirred it around inside, then put it in her mouth and tasted it. Then she began to caress me.

Her hand slowly moved down my neck and stopped at my breasts. She gripped the rings embedded in them
, twisting them forcefully as if filled with hatred. I felt as if my nipples were about to be twisted off, and tears
welled up again. She licked the two rings a few more times, her hand continuing to move downwards, finally stopping at her genitals. She touched
her clitoris, gripped the gold ring, and twisted it forcefully as well.

She took a long, fiery red scarf from the wardrobe, stuffed it into the three rings one by one, pulled hard, and pulled
all three rings up. Then she tied the scarf to a pink hanger and smiled at me, saying, "
Don't you look like a pretty package?" Bound in the most humiliating position, with this decoration, I realized that they
did indeed resemble knots on a package.

She then took out a pair of underwear from the wardrobe and put it on. These kinds of underwear had
been worn by the boss's wife and Qi'er before; they had a hole in the front and several straps. She inserted a vibrator into her genitals, one end
sticking out of the hole. She then connected an even thicker vibrator, tied the straps, and walked towards me.
The vibrating dildo stood erect, and as she walked, she stroked it as if it were a real penis.
She approached her husband, Mr. Zhuang, who also stroked the dildo for a moment, then pinched his wife's plump buttocks and
pushed her in front of me.

Mrs. Zhuang leaned over me and inserted the vibrating dildo, simultaneously pulling on the coat hanger holding her scarf.
Pain instantly shot through my body from my three points. Mrs. Zhuang whispered in my ear, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt anymore soon."
She slowly lowered her body, her hands roughly kneading my clitoris. Pain and pleasure mingled,
making it difficult for me to breathe, incredibly uncomfortable.

Mr. Zhuang also inserted his fingers into my anus, standing between his wife's legs, skillfully
attacking from behind. With their combined efforts, I felt myself approaching my climax again.

Mr. Zhuang then stood up, pulled the vibrating dildo out, and inserted it into my anus; he then leaned over his wife's
back and inserted his penis into her anus, the vibrating dildo beginning to thrust inside me with his movements.

Mrs. Zhuang's face showed a strange expression. She was sandwiched between Mr. Zhuang and me, a vibrator
inserted , her anus being penetrated by her husband. Mr. Zhuang's downward thrusts caused the vibrator inside me to penetrate
deeper; his backward pulls caused the vibrator to be pulled out. I think she had probably never
experienced anything like this before, and soon all three of us reached orgasm.

Mr. Zhuang pulled her away, took off his wife's shorts, and the two sat on comfortable recliners. Mr. Zhuang
pressed the doorbell and called two servants.

He ordered the male servant to lick his genitals clean, saying it was punishment for the servant's misbehavior that morning. I
didn't know what the servant had done that morning; I only saw him obediently sucking Mr. Zhuang's genitals, but his penis showed no signs of...
There was no response, and even after Mr. Zhuang ordered him to stop, his penis remained erect. Mr. Zhuang flew into a rage; I
had never seen him so angry.

He ordered his wife to tie the servant to the table, his genitals fully extended. He commanded the maid to clean my genitals
thoroughly, making sure they were completely dry, leaving no trace of dirt. Then he approached the male servant, who
was already trembling with fear, as if about to cry.

Mr. Zhuang picked up a leather whip and a box, the contents of which were unclear. He spread the
servant's legs and tied them to a wooden stick, then put a ring around his penis, sliding it down
to the base. Next, he placed an ice cube on the glans, and the servant immediately screamed in agony.

Mr. Zhuang then ordered his wife, who was grinning maliciously, to grasp his penis, while he licked the glans to check
if it had been frozen to his satisfaction. Watching this, I felt my genitals become wet again.

Mrs. Zhuang grinned maliciously, gripping his penis tightly. Mr. Zhuang took a needle from the box, and I knew what he was going to
do. I felt the piercing marks on my body starting to throb again. He deliberately waved the long needle in
front , placing a pillow under his buttocks to elevate his genitals. Then, Mr. Zhuang slowly
inserted the needle into the male servant's glans.

His movements were incredibly slow, deliberately inflicting more pain on the servant. Watching the steel needle slowly penetrate,
I couldn't help but shudder, remembering my own painful experience. However, Mr. Zhuang seemed to be
more , because at least when he inserted the ring on me, his movements were much faster.

Once he had the needle completely through the glans, he began to pull it back and forth like a saw. The poor slave could no longer
endure it and screamed like a pig being slaughtered. Finally, Mr. Zhuang threaded a silver ring through the small hole left by the steel needle.
This silver ring was much larger than the one on my body, and a heavy object like a lock was hanging from it. He made the slave stand up
, and as Mrs. Zhuang released her grip, the entire penis, pulled by its weight, dangled between the servant's legs.

The servant's penis was still limp; I imagine any man suffering such pain would be
unable to achieve an erection! Mr. Zhuang's anger hadn't subsided. He grabbed a leather whip and lashed the slave's genitals, quickly
turning them bright red. Then, Mr. Zhuang roughly grasped the penis and rapidly stroked it a few times, and finally, the servant's
penis became erect. Mr. Zhuang locked a chain to the wooden bar securing the slave, the other end to a ring around the penis
, pulling the servant's penis straight up to the ground. His glans must have been in excruciating pain, for he
screamed .

Mr. Zhuang dragged him to the window, making him stand on the windowsill so that passersby could see the newly fitted ring
and the locked penis. He said to the maid, "If you shrink down, I'll make it erect again,
so you'd better stay like this." With that, he tugged at the penis ring, patted the maid's buttocks, and
turned to walk towards me.

The scene I'd just witnessed had already terrified me; seeing him approach, I trembled uncontrollably,
wondering what he was up to now. He reached out and touched my genitals, saying, "Not bad, you're getting
aroused ."

He glanced at the male maid, noticing his still-erect penis, and ordered another maid to the bed
and kneel. Mrs. Zhuang crawled beneath her, her genitals below the maid's head. Mr. Zhuang pressed
the maid's head down, ordering her to lick his wife's genitals. The maid slowly licked from the outside in, and soon Mrs.
Zhuang began to moan.

Mr. Zhuang slowly approached the maid's buttocks, and then suddenly thrust his penis into her body.
The maid also became excited, her nipples standing erect, her breasts jiggling back and forth like hanging gourds with her rapid breathing
.

Mr. Zhuang and his wife turned the maid over again, spread her legs, and inserted a vibrating
dildo inside her. This vibrating dildo was controlled by a remote switch; Mr. Zhuang flipped the switch, and the dildo immediately began to thrust back and forth,
rotating continuously. The maid was quickly stimulated to climax; her back arched, her
hands gripped the sheets tightly, and her breathing became rapid. But then the vibrating dildo stopped, and she was dragged to the headboard, her hands and feet
tied together and fastened to the headboard. The vibrating dildo was still inserted inside her, her lower body fully open, facing me.

Mr. Zhuang and his wife thus bound their three slaves in the bedroom in an extremely lewd posture. They turned off
the lights and went to sleep.

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I couldn't sleep at all. My whole body was numb, but what was worse was that my urge to defecate was getting stronger and stronger, because
they hadn't let me use the toilet yet. I couldn't hold it in any longer, and finally a few drops of urine spilled
out, splashing on the carpet. I was startled and dared not doze off again, hoping that the carpet
would .

The sky gradually brightened, and the farm began to get noisy. From my angle, I could see the "horses"
being led out of the stables for their routine morning wash. People saw the male servant standing on the windowsill, saw his
genitals, and burst into laughter. He was still hard, but the chains pulled him straight to the ground.

Mr. Zhuang and his wife also woke up, and they got up naked to check their slaves. Mrs. Zhuang
walked towards me, felt the wetness on the ground, and immediately became furious, calling her husband over and pointing it out to him.
Mr. Zhuang said to me, "I'm so disappointed. You haven't learned how to control yourself." He picked up a
long whip and lashed it at my clitoris. I remained in the same position, so each lash landed
on my vulva, causing excruciating pain.

His penis slowly hardened, and he walked behind the male slave, inserting his erect penis into
the slave's anus. At the same time, he unlocked the chain fastening the slave's penis, causing it
to spring the weight

. Mr. Zhuang thrust violently inside him, his hands gripping the slave's penis and rapidly stroking it. Both of them ejaculated
simultaneously . A stream of milky white fluid spurted from the slave's glans, forming an arc that
landed far on the ground.

Mrs. Zhuang then untied the female slave from the head of the bed and began to play with her genitals. Mrs. Zhuang ordered her to stand by
the table , untied me as well, pushed me to the table, and ordered me to support myself with my hands on the table and my legs spread apart. Then
she made the female slave stand with her back to me, and fastened a leather belt around her waist. Two straps hanging from the belt
were tightly wedged between her buttocks, pressed against her vulva, and pulled up from the other end to fasten to the belt. She then...
I imagine it was nothing more than a vibrator inserted into the female slave's genitals. Then she
inserted something else into the slave's vagina, and the slave groaned.

Mrs. Zhuang turned the slave around, and there were two vibrators erected in her genitals, secured with
straps . One end of the vibrator was inserted into her vagina, and the other into her anus.
Mrs. Zhuang wanted me to be penetrated in both my front and back orifices simultaneously!

She walked up to me, tied my hands together, and warned me that she wouldn't tie my feet, but I
couldn't close them, or I'd be in trouble. She blindfolded the slave with a cloth, led her behind
me, aimed the two dildos at my front and back orifices, and with a forceful push, the two vibrators immediately slid
in.

The female slave groaned loudly, "Ah..." At the same time, I felt Mrs. Zhuang hug her waist,
pushing and pulling, causing the two vibrators to move in and out of my body. She said to the female slave, "Now you know
what to do, right? I don't need to teach you anymore, do I?" The girl realized what was happening, arched her back, and began thrusting against me.

My genitals were instantly aching from her attack; the vibrator felt like a thick piece of wood
rubbing against my sensitive areas. I groaned in pain, but the girl seemed not to hear me, continuing to thrust.
After a while, she suddenly arched her back and collapsed limply against my back, the two objects still
inside . Mrs. Zhuang pulled her up and withdrew the vibrator. This stimulation was no longer enough to arouse me,
but I didn't expect anything, because I thought this was probably punishment for urinating on the carpet.

Mr. Zhuang dismissed the two slaves, leaving me alone. They ordered me to lie on a bench, and Mrs.
Zhuang straddled my head, sat down, and ordered me to lick her vulva with my tongue. Her labia were thick and
large, almost covering my mouth and nose. Soon she was soaking wet,
her juices smearing my face. Her clitoris was erect, long and pressed against my lips, which I took into my mouth, sucking hard. I
felt her breathing become increasingly rapid, as she forcefully pressed her vulva against my face. By the time she stood up, my
face was covered in her fluids. I tried to wipe them away, as some had gotten into my eyes.

Mr. Zhuang slapped me hard, shouting, "Who told you to move?!" He spread my legs
and thrust his penis inside me. I had suffered so much yesterday, and had been whipped
this morning; I was already in excruciating pain. His rough penetration only intensified the agony. He ignored my feelings,
thrusting rapidly until I reached orgasm. He quickly pulled out his penis, ejaculating all over my lower abdomen.

Mrs. Zhuang walked between my legs and licked all of her husband's semen clean, then began licking my
genitals . She inserted a vibrating egg, turned it on, and it started vibrating inside
. While sucking my clitoris, she pulled on the cord, pushing the egg in and out. Stimulated by her, I gradually became wet, and
she immediately noticed, sucking even harder. Before I could react, I ejaculated,
the gushing fluid smearing her face.

I hadn't rested since yesterday, experiencing one orgasm after another; I was almost exhausted. Seeing that
I couldn't go on, Mr. Zhuang had a horse brought over, and holding the ring on my clitoris, led me back to
his stable. They washed me thoroughly, told me to rest, and said there would be
a surprise for me that night.

Lying in the hay, my hand unconsciously reached between my legs again. I touched the gold ring, feeling it move
with my hand. The pain had long since subsided, and now, as soon as I placed my hand on it, I felt a strange sensation; I
realized

I was wet again. I don't know when I finally drifted off to sleep. After a day of torment, I was
utterly exhausted. I slept soundly, because I didn't even know when Qi'er came in. She woke me up and smiled, "Don't sleep anymore
, the evening's activities are starting!"

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She dragged me onto a rocking horse, my buttocks raised high, and suddenly inserted a small tube into
my anus , pushing it in until it couldn't go any further, then clamped the exposed part. She hung
up three bags of water, dripped a few drops of red liquid into them, shook the water to mix, and then released the clamps, the water immediately flowing into my
body.

The first bag was scalding hot; the pain made me want to clutch my stomach and roll to the ground, but she held me down firmly.
After the first bag was finished, she connected the tube to the second bag, this time filled with ice water. My stomach
was getting increasingly uncomfortable, and the intense urge to urinate made me feel even more suffocated. By the time this bag of water was finished,
a few drops had already leaked out. She connected the tube to the third bag... Three bags of water were poured into my body, and I felt some of it
flowing into my stomach, making it bloated and distended. I felt like vomiting, yet I also desperately wanted to defecate.

She pulled out the tube, quickly inserted a plug to block it, and then let go, making me
stand against the wall. She smiled maliciously, placed her hand on my chest, and began to knead it forcefully, saying to me, "You
look like you're nine months pregnant." As she spoke, she pressed hard on my bulging abdomen. My internal organs
felt like they were being churned, and the pain made me break out in a cold sweat.

She grabbed the small ring on my breast and dragged me to a table, ordering me to lie on it with my legs spread. There was
a small hole in the table, and my anus was directly facing it. She tied my hands to the table, my feet, and then
stretched my thighs apart, binding them to either side of the table. Standing between my legs, she began to manipulate my clitoris.

She seemed particularly fond of the gold ring on it; she inserted three fingers into my vulva and hooked
the ring with the other two. With her fingers moving and manipulating it, I gradually became aroused. Suddenly, she pulled out the plug,
and the blocked fluid gushed out, and I reached orgasm at that moment.

She looked at the liquid on the floor and inserted the tube again. This time, she connected the tube directly to
the faucet , turned it on, and cold water flowed into my body. When I couldn't bear it any longer, she
pulled out the tube, letting me defecate. She repeatedly cleansed my intestines until only clear water flowed out.
Then she made me stand up, inserted a dildo into my anus, and tied my hands behind my back to the rings on the dildo
. My chest heaved, and she threaded a chain through it, dragging me out with her.

She led me to a room, pressed me down on the sofa, tied all my hair up in a ponytail, and then...
She braided my ponytail into many small braids, tying ribbons to each one, with what appeared to be words
written . I was uneasy, wondering what trick she was up to this time.

Then she led me to another room filled with various devices and a
huge glass wall. She strapped me to the glass wall and removed the dildo. On the other side of the glass wall were about
50 chairs, and people gradually entered, men and women, each carrying a sealed envelope.

After about an hour, the chairs opposite were full. I saw Mr. and Mrs. Zhuang walk up
to the group and speak into the microphone: "Tonight we're having a special party, a
surprise . Each of you has an envelope, and I'll have you open them one by one. If there's a number on it,
you can participate in tonight's activities. If there's nothing on it, you'll have to wait until next time."

She then pointed to a couple. They stood up. The wife was naked, her breasts flat and
very slender; the husband was fat and heavy, his enormous penis dangling limply between his legs. Even before it was erect
, it was already so large; I wondered what it would be like when fully erect. But I had a bad feeling.

Mr. Zhuang led them in through a door, stood beside me, and had them tear a
ribbon and read it aloud into the microphone.

The husband casually tore off a ribbon, pointed to his penis, and his wife immediately knelt down, took it into her
mouth, and made it fully erect. He loudly proclaimed, "Anus!" He immediately went
behind , pressed me against the wall, and roughly inserted his penis into my anus.

Although Qi'er had washed me there many times, this man's penis was still too thick, causing me excruciating pain.
Seeing my suffering only excited him more; with each thrust, he pressed me tightly against the glass wall
until ejaculated inside.

Mrs. Zhuang nodded to another couple, who stood up. The man's penis was already erect
. However, their envelope was empty. The man angrily slapped his wife,
pinned down, and slapped her buttocks hard until they were red. Then he forced his wife to sit on him,
aimed his penis at her anus, and pulled her down. Her face immediately contorted in pain. He
spread her legs and sat there holding her.

Next came a single man. He opened the envelope, smiled smugly, and entered the room. He
tore a ribbon from my head and loudly proclaimed, "Red bullwhip." I trembled with fear.
Mr. Zhuang handed him the key, untied me, and tied me to a wooden horse. Then he picked up a whip and viciously
lashed me.

I couldn't help but let out a terrifying scream. I never imagined I could scream so loudly; it
made my eardrums buzz. The whip lashed down, and I couldn't breathe, only screaming in agony.

I don't know how many lashes I received, then I was flipped over and placed face down on the rocking horse. He placed his penis
between my buttocks, using his hands to squeeze my buttocks together, making them grip his penis tightly, and began to thrust.
I felt hot liquid shoot onto my buttocks and flow into my slit. He
gestured , who then pushed the girl off him and ordered her to come to this room and lick the semen off me.

She started from my slit and licked all the semen off my buttocks, leaving not a drop. The man reminded her
that there was still some in my anus, so the girl quickly spread my buttocks and licked the semen off my anus as well, before
returning to her seat with the man. Her husband, in the same position as before, held her on his lap,
thanking the man from before.

A couple came over and tore off another strip of cloth. I roughly estimated that I still had at least 10 to 15 straps tied around my
head , and I was already exhausted after tearing off only three.

The two men looked at the words on the straps and laughed, saying that was their specialty. Mr. Zhuang
placed a stone bench by the glass wall, and they led me to lie down on it, my lower body half-suspended, my feet on the ground.

The wife sat on my face and ordered me to lick her genitals; the husband inserted his penis into my genitals.
With each thrust, my back ached from the friction of the stone bench. We remained in this position until
they both ejaculated. The woman stood up and switched positions with her husband. The man shoved his penis into my mouth, pushing it
deep into my throat; the woman licked her husband's semen from my genitals, but was careful not to let me reach orgasm.
Each time I became aroused, she would stop. When her husband ejaculated in my mouth again, she stopped
sucking , stood up, and left with her husband, leaving me tormented on the verge of orgasm.

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The next few couples did the same thing,
ejaculating , but they wouldn't let me reach orgasm. When the tenth ribbon was down, Mr. Zhuang came over, counted
the remaining ribbons—four left.

Mr. Zhuang announced, "Everyone, go get something to eat first, we'll continue later." Mrs. Zhuang took out
an ice pop, inserted it into my genitals, and went out with everyone. The ice pop gradually melted, water dripping
onto the stone bench. My genitals were already burning hot, but at that moment, I felt an indescribable comfort.

Half an hour later, people gradually returned to their seats. There were still six envelopes unopened, and four more "
performances " left. The man who had been sitting with his partner now pinned his wife against the glass wall, and we
were facing each other.

Mr. Zhuang told everyone to continue. Another ribbon was torn off, and they chose another couple
, attacking every hole in my body that could be filled.

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