The Boss's Plaything (16~25)

(16)

The boss came in with another couple. They scrutinized me closely. The boss spread my genitals
open to show them the effect of the punishment; I imagine they were already swollen and red. They hoisted me up
slightly and inserted two fingers into my genitals. I groaned in pain.

The boss then told me that this was punishment for my disobedience that afternoon, and as he spoke, he
thrust . I pleaded, "Please spare me! I'll never do it again."

He pulled out his fingers and led the guests to undress. I thought I misheard;
why

? When they came back in, all four of them were naked. I realized what they wanted to do.
One of the men untied me and placed me on an iron table. The table was cold and extremely rough. I struggled
desperately , but to no avail. They tied my limbs to the four corners of the table, my body
spread out in a "T" shape, all my muscles stretched taut.

They brought four large candles, lit them, and an eerie atmosphere filled the room.
The women came over and scrutinized my genitals. They pinched my labia, pulled them outwards forcefully,
then pierced my clitoris with a needle before suddenly releasing them. My labia snapped back, and I cried out in pain
.

The boss gagged me with a ball gag and tied it behind my head. I could no longer make a sound, only whimper
. "Your mouth can't be empty tonight," the boss said.

The boss's customer brought a long, thin rope. His wife grasped one of my breasts at the base
and tied the rope around it, wrapping it around until the breast
stood erect like a pyramid, its tip turning purplish-black. The rope sank into the base of the breast, resembling a
gourd . They did the same to the other breast.

The mistress brought a riding crop and lashed it directly at my two shapeless breasts, my eyes
filling with tears again. Her friend kept stimulating my clitoris, occasionally flicking the
needle inserted there.

After forty lashes, the mistress finally stopped.

(Seventeen)

By this time, my upper body was burning hot. She let her husband and friend touch it too.

The boss gestured for his wife's friend to insert her fingers into my genitals, while he and the male customer placed their hands on my
breasts. As they were kneading, his wife's friend suddenly said, "Oh dear! She
pinched ! It's so elastic inside, anyone who inserts it will be pinched!" Saying this, she quickly pulled her finger out.

The boss then said that I could get down. They untied me, but then pushed me to the iron chain
hanging . The chains were placed on a pulley. They spread my arms apart, tied them to the chains, and
pulled the pulley, raising my body until my genitals were parallel to the men's. Then they
locked my legs to pulleys on the ground, spreading them apart. My breasts were still bound, burning with pain. I lowered
my head and saw that my areolas had spread out, almost half the size of my palm, and my nipples remained erect.

The mistress then put a vibrating dildo on her lower body. It was thirty centimeters long, about
2.5 centimeters thick at the tip, and a full eight centimeters at the base. She seemed to have dripped some lubricant on it, which made me
feel relieved, because the dildo was so thick; without lubricant, it would have definitely
ruptured.

Two clamps were placed on my lower body and pulled apart, making it easy for her to insert the dildo
and begin thrusting. Suddenly, I felt a burning pain in my lower body. Seeing my
expression , she laughed loudly, "Sorry, I used dry ice." As she spoke, she continued to thrust. At the same time, I
felt someone stand behind me. I turned my head and saw it was her friend, also wearing a vibrator
, only smaller than hers. The vibrator was immediately inserted into my anus.

They took turns thrusting, one pulling out and the other inserting. I could feel the two vibrators
rubbing against my body. My body slowly became aroused, and I was about to ejaculate when they immediately
withdrew I felt my two orifices still opening and closing with excitement, and I couldn't control myself. At the same time,
the burning sensation in my vagina was still very intense.

The boss and his customer took long whips and began to whip my buttocks, one on the left, the other on the
right, continuously. I wanted to beg them to stop, but my mouth was gagged, and I couldn't speak.
Finally, they stopped, threw down the whips, and the customer stood in front of me. I felt the boss standing
behind me. The customer untied the clips from my labia, saying he preferred the feeling of them rubbing against his penis, and then
inserted them. I was so sensitive down there; it felt like his penis was much bigger than the boss's.

The boss then spread my buttocks, inserted his fingers into my anus, and rotated them inside. After a while, he pulled
his fingers out, grabbed my buttocks, and inserted his penis. The first thrust was excruciatingly painful, but as they thrust in
and out , pleasure gradually surged up.

The boss placed his hand below my lower abdomen, pinching and kneading my clitoris, while his friend bit my
nipple. I was tormented by the pain and pleasure, but I couldn't help but ejaculate. I heard his
friend say, "So good! It's burning me!" As he spoke, I felt his penis suddenly become even harder, and then
a stream of hot fluid sprayed onto my clitoris, making my whole body tremble. He groaned with satisfaction and pulled his penis out.

Seeing this, the boss also pulled out his penis and ordered his wife to suck it for him. She took her husband's penis into her mouth and
stroked it , her hands tightly gripping her two balls. The boss looked at me and smiled, "I'll give you these next time!"
He then ejaculated into his wife's mouth.

(18)

They put me down, and I felt weak all over, unable to move, like a doll at
their mercy. They placed me on a table, brought out shower gel and a thin tube, and then untied
the rope binding my breasts. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I tried to turn over, but they immediately pinned me down, preventing me from
moving.

They rubbed my entire body with shower gel, then inserted a Y-shaped tube into my
vagina and anus, then turned on the tap and rinsed me thoroughly with warm water.
Then they used a large towel to dry my body and applied lotion all over.

They led me to a corner of the room, where there was a large iron cage with a toilet, a bed, a chair,
and a television. They opened the cage door, pushed me inside, and told me to rest well because there would be a good
show .

The cage door was locked again, and I was locked naked in the cage.

I lay down, my thoughts becoming fragmented. I could only remember
what they had done to me. As I thought, I unconsciously reached down to my genitals. Just as I put my fingers in, I heard a voice shout:
"No masturbation without permission! Otherwise, we'll tie your hands up again. Only we can touch
there ."

I then realized that they were still watching me, and I had no privacy in front of them. I could only curl up
and quickly fell asleep.

(19)

The next morning, I suddenly woke up. Someone was grabbing my legs and dragging me out of bed. It was
the boss and his friend. I vaguely returned to reality. They dragged me to a sculpture and ordered me
to kneel down and hug it. The sculpture had a huge phallus. The boss's friend went to the other end of the sculpture,
roughly grabbed my arm, and dragged me over, forcing me to hug the sculpture. Then the boss handcuffed them.

I looked up and saw the huge phallus right in front of my face, sculpted very realistically, with two testicles like
a real person . They said my morning lesson was to learn how to suck a man's penis, so
they ordered me to put that dildo in my mouth and masturbate it. I had no choice but to open my mouth and take the glans of the dildo into my mouth.

The boss walked up behind me, grabbed my hair, and yelled, "Open your mouth wider!" He shoved my
head down, then lifted it back up. "Your lips must cover it tightly, and remember to suck
it as you move it up and down." He repeatedly shoved my head down and lifted it back up. "Yes, that's it..."

"Now lower your head a little more, lick its testicles, and put them in your mouth."
After I put the testicles in my mouth, I realized they weren't stones, but leather pouches with small balls inside, swaying under the penis. When I
sucked on them, they felt like real ones, covered with stiff hairs that prickled my mouth
.

"Put them in your mouth, lift your head up a little... don't forget to suck... okay, now suck
the penis . You'll do this for an hour, and then we'll let you try the real thing."

They found two large leather chairs, sat down, crossed their legs, and went off to talk amongst themselves. I noticed that while
they were talking, their hands were on their penises. I kept masturbating, and whenever I stopped to catch
my breath, they would scold me and order me to focus on my work.

An hour passed, and by then their penises were almost as erect as the sculpture. I felt my mouth was a little sore
from the masturbation. The boss's friend came over, untied my hands, and ordered
me to crawl to the boss. He then inserted his fingers into my anus from behind and pushed me forward.

When I reached the boss's legs, his penis was erect. The boss pointed at it, and I
sighed inwardly. Seeing my hesitation, the boss immediately slapped me twice and pointed to his own penis.

I lowered my head and began masturbating his penis as they had instructed. He kept ordering me to go faster and
faster , and I thought I couldn't go any faster. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head up and down rapidly, making it hard for me
to breathe. Finally, he ejaculated, holding me down tightly until he
swallowed .

Then he dragged me to his friend, held my head down, and put my mouth on his friend's penis again. He
told me to do it slowly, to lick the small hole with my tongue, which I found much easier. After a while, he also
ejaculated in my mouth and ordered me to swallow it all. His stuff tasted a little different from the boss's; the boss's
was slightly sweet, while his was salty.

(20)

Then they went to have breakfast. They put a leather belt on my neck collar and led me to the courtyard on the first floor
. Their wives were already eating, and there were five sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table. It was a glass table, and you could clearly see below through
the tabletop .

The boss led me to a black wooden chair and ordered me to sit down. I looked down and saw a fake penis standing upright in the center of the chair like
a mountain peak , about 30 centimeters long and about 8 centimeters in diameter. The hostess's friend
came over, applied some lubricant to the fake penis, adjusted its position, and then ordered me to sit down.

I couldn't bear the pain after it was only inserted halfway, so I stopped. Seeing this, the female customer
said , "It seems she's reluctant to sit down..." Her husband immediately came over and pressed his hands on my shoulders. I
hurriedly said, "Let me do it myself, I'll do it myself..." She laughed, "Too late!" As she spoke, her
husband forcefully pressed my body down until my buttocks were on the chair. I cried out in pain, sweat and
tears streaming down my face.

She completely ignored my screams, squatted down and tied my legs to the chair legs, so that the dildo would penetrate
even deeper. I was in so much pain that I couldn't breathe, and I opened my mouth, gasping for air. She then
tied behind my back, and then squeezed the other end of the leather strap that held the neck ring under my genitals, ordering me to eat something.

I had completely lost my appetite by then, but I knew it was only ten o'clock, and if I didn't eat,
I didn't know how I would get through the day.

They sat down and continued eating, while the female customer tilted her head to my side and told the owner and hostess that she had
improved the chair. She had her husband drag me and the chair away so everyone could see clearly. Then she
removed the belt from under my genitals, inserted a bowl-like object, and turned on a switch on the chair
. The thing inside me immediately started moving.

The owner and the hostess praised her highly, especially the idea of using the bowl, because that way, my
vaginal fluid wouldn't be wasted during my orgasms.

The dildo rotated inside me, vibrating in and out intermittently, sending wave after wave of orgasms crashing over me. Just as
I felt another orgasm coming, the female customer came over and reclined the chair. I thought she was going to turn it off,
but instead, she increased the speed. Before the dildo had even completed one rotation inside me, I ejaculated again.

I was exhausted. By then, they had finished breakfast, and she finally turned off the switch.
The hostess and her friend bent down and sucked on my breasts, which aroused me again. But this time
, they didn't continue to stimulate me. Instead, they lifted me off the dildo and took me to the bathroom in the kitchen, where they
washed me thoroughly.

(Twenty-one)

I was led out of the bathroom again, and they made me stand next to a huge glass window. The sunlight
felt much warmer than in the other rooms. They spread my legs and inserted another vibrator. I
was already exhausted. Why were they torturing me so relentlessly down there?

They turned the knob at the bottom of the vibrator, dilating my vagina. I then realized that it wasn't
a vibrator, but a gynecological examination device, but it was different from normal devices because
it had two small chains attached to it. They tied a chain around my waist, then attached the two small chains to it, and then
attached a leather belt to the device. My hands were bound to chains around my waist, forcing me to
thrust out my chest and breasts, which were clamped with clips adorned with two small bells.

They opened the door and walked out of the yard, yelling at me and ordering me to follow closely. I was completely
unprepared, especially dressed like this; I looked like a wanton woman.

Enraged, they inserted a thick, black vibrating dildo into my anus, attached a
stick like a hockey stick, and pushed me out like this in broad daylight.

They headed straight for a storage room, which was cold and filled with animal sounds. Passing through the storage
room, we came to a small lake. They pushed me desperately with the stick, squeezing me into the lake until they
couldn't reach it anymore. The icy water reached my neck, and they mocked me, saying that my lower body was completely open and hoping
nothing would crawl in. But I could feel frogs and fish swimming around in the lake.

They lay on the shore, teasing and making love to each other, seemingly forgetting my existence. I kept feeling
fish bumping and squeezing my genitals, which terrified me, making my whole body go numb, afraid that one might crawl inside. I
tried close my genitals, but with that thing between them, I couldn't.

After they finished grating on each other, they dragged me ashore, laid me on the grass, and took out the vibrator and
the examination device. My hands were still chained by the waist chain. They found a large fallen tree, tied me to
it , picked up some branches, and began whipping me without saying a word, hitting my buttocks the most.
Then they laid me horizontally on the tree, forcing my lower body up, pressing my hands under my buttocks, and began whipping my vulva again
.

After a while, the boss's friend came to check, to see if I could get aroused like this. Of course, he was disappointed
; who could get aroused in this situation?

Seeing this, the mistress came over, spread my labia, and had her friend come in and lick inside frantically.
Gradually I began to get aroused.

(22)

The mistress leaned against me, probing my genitals with her finger, then
waved , saying, "You finally experience pleasure even in pain. The master will be very happy!"
As she spoke, her friend took a small chain from his pocket, tied it to the bell-adorned chain on my breast,
and then dragged me up. We returned to the villa.

I was already panting as we climbed the steps. They continued dragging the chain, pulling me up to the room upstairs.
The boss and his friend wanted me to demonstrate what I had learned that morning. They pushed me down onto a metal stool, fixing my feet to
the footrests and spreading them to the sides. My hair was tied up and secured to the chair, pulling so hard it hurt my neck. Then
they lowered the head of the chair until it was level with their waists; then they raised the bottom to the same position.
Since the chair was placed on a platform, he had to lower my head again, until finally I was
upside down .

They approached, my friend on my head, the boss between my legs. They clamped
my breasts with alligator clips, a thin rope attached to a chain in the middle, which the boss held in his hand.

The boss laughed at his friend, "Let's have a contest to see who ejaculates first. The winner gets to enjoy her
anus." Then they began the contest.

The boss thrust into my genitals, while his friend put his penis in my mouth. They both
thrust , pulling at my breasts and clitoris.

Finally, his friend ejaculated in my mouth first, cheering, "I won! I won!" The boss
angrily slapped my genitals, cursing, "You little slut, you must have wanted him to win, so you sucked his
cock so hard, making me do all the hard work!" Just then, he also ejaculated inside me.

He roughly untied my legs, lifted them above my head, and exposed my anus to his friend, saying,
"Go on, fuck her hard! Fuck her hard!" At this moment, his friend's wife used her hands to
make erect again, and then he thrust it into my anus violently, roughly pulled it out, and thrust it in again, and then
did this again before starting to thrust in and out.

He was indeed thrusting viciously as the boss had instructed. My breasts bounced back and forth,
almost hitting my face a few times.

(Twenty-three)

The boss put his hands on my breasts, grabbed my nipples, and pulled them up, so that
when his friend thrust in and out, my breasts were also pulled, causing me great pain.

Not long after, his friend ejaculated inside me again, but he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he
climbed onto a chair, straddled me, his penis still inside, and held me tightly like a lover, whispering in my
ear, "You're amazing! When your boss gets tired of you, I'll bring you to my place for a
while okay?"

It was lunchtime then, and they took me to the bathroom to wash me clean. The water was icy cold
, and they all wore gloves to avoid getting cold. I was covered in soap, and the feeling
of being caressed was really strange. And when they washed my genitals, they even
inserted their fingers, which were encased in plastic gloves.

Afterwards, I was taken downstairs, where four chairs had been placed, and a wooden rod stood upright in the center of the table.
The boss ordered me to sit on it, turned the handle on the table, and inserted the wooden stick completely into my genitals.
Then he fed me like a baby.

After I finished eating, he ordered a maid to take me upstairs and tie me to the altar, along with a male
servant to ensure I was completely bound, my legs spread apart. He would decide how to punish me after I finished eating.

The male servant grabbed my hair and dragged me upstairs, roughly pressing me onto the stone tabletop; the maid spread my
hands and feet as wide as possible and tied them up. The boss's friend picked up a barbed whip and lashed it between my legs,
making me count.

"One," I screamed, "two, three..." I sobbed and counted,
my throat hoarse by the time he reached 35 lashes.

The maid pinched my labia, scraping them with her nails, while her fingers rubbed my clitoris, my back
arching from the stimulation. She tried to put her hand inside, but it was too tight. The man
squatted down and began licking my genitals, which aroused me more and more. Then he told me that he was the one who raped me on the first
night .

I was left alone in the room again, bound and waiting in the dark for the boss and his guests
.

About an hour later, they came in, all wearing black bodysuits. The men's suits had
small holes in the bottom, their penises protruding; the women's suits had two large holes in the chest, exposing their breasts,
and a small hole in the lower part, exposing their genitals.

(Twenty-four)

Each of them held two candles, one red and one white. They placed one candle on
a candlestick and approached me with the other.

The boss announced that they would hold a ceremony that night to mark me, to prove that I was their
plaything. Each of them wore a ring on their finger, engraved with a design, like a seal.

They began dripping candle wax onto my body, red on one breast, black on the other, and
two more onto my genitals. The mistress had her friend re-pinch and separate my labia, completely
exposing . Except for my nipples, one breast was dripping with black candle wax, while the other was completely
covered in red wax. I trembled violently with pain, but because I was bound so tightly, I couldn't move. Then they turned
the candle around and pressed it and the stamp forcefully onto my breast. I felt like I was in hell, enduring
endless agony.

Next, they poured candle wax onto my genitals and then pressed the stamp and candle hard against my clitoris
, laughing heartily. I whimpered amidst their laughter, desperately twisting my bound body,
seeing stars with pain.

Then they began peeling off the candle wax from my body, leaving only the small patch covering my clitoris.
As my husbands tore off the wax, the wives incessantly sucked on my sensitive breasts; I was about to
faint . The boss and his friend brought two more needles and two gold rings. Suddenly, I understood their sinister intentions. I
screamed and pleaded, "No...please, don't do this...don't turn me into that
...please!"

They completely ignored my pleas. My breasts had sagged from the excruciating pain, so they
brought two thin ropes and tied them up from the base, just like before, making my breasts and nipples
stick out high. My nipples had turned purplish-black from engorgement. Without warning, they suddenly
pierced my nipples with the needles and pulled them back and forth. I screamed in agony, feeling as if my whole body was about to collapse.

The boss's friend grabbed my hair and forced his penis into my mouth, silencing me completely
. His wife put on a dildo and unexpectedly inserted it into my genitals, simultaneously ripping
off the wax covering my clitoris. I finally fainted from the pain.

But I was soon woken up again. The boss started pulling out steel needles and putting gold rings
through . The gold rings were about the size of a nipple, but big enough to hang things on.

The boss's friend then ejaculated into my mouth, spraying directly into my throat.

They untied me, and I thought the nightmare was over, but then the boss said, "Because you
didn't obey my orders, you can't sleep in the bed tonight." He dragged me to the sculpture, lifted me
up, and inserted a cold stone phallus into my anus. It was incredibly rough, and my anus was dry
, making my skin feel like it was breaking. Then they tied my hands, neck, and legs to the sculpture,
my entire weight resting on the stone phallus inserted into my anus.

"More guests will be visiting tomorrow. I wonder if you'll be able to come to work on Monday?" The boss
laughed, turned off the lights, and went out with his friend.

(25)

The next morning, when they came in, I was exhausted. I was willing to do anything for them, just
hoping they would let me go back to bed and rest. The boss and his friend roughly untied me. My whole body
ached, and my genitals were probably chafed. They washed and groomed me, shaving off the new
hair that had grown on my genitals and then applying lubricant, making my area look shiny and clean
.

They made me bend over, hold my ankles, and then inserted their oil-covered fingers into my anus and thrust them in and out.
I felt much better about the wounds inside. Then they combed my hair into a ponytail, but this time
they spent a long time braiding it and hanging it behind my head. Then they pulled on the small rings on my nipples and
applied some oil to them as well.

The boss handcuffed me, placed them on my lower abdomen, attached a leather strap to the handcuffs, and led me
downstairs the room on the left. This room was like a small theater, with a stage and a curtain. They led me behind the curtain,
hooked my handcuffs, and hoisted me up. The male servant came over and placed a wooden stick at my feet, binding my
legs together so they could no longer be together.

Music started playing, and a commotion came from the other side of the curtain; I didn't know what they were up to now.

Slowly, the curtain opened, and the proprietor said, "Thank you all for coming. Today I'm auctioning off this
slave I trained myself. Although she's not quite fully trained yet, I know some of you will like
it, because then, having sex with her will feel more like rape."

The curtain finally opened completely, and I saw at least 10 to 15 people
standing . The boss stood beside me, pointing at me with a thick wooden stick. One end of the stick was attached a
huge, black phallus I'd never seen before, at least 36 centimeters long and about 8 centimeters in diameter.

He spread my teeth, nose, and tongue open for everyone to see, while simultaneously rotating my body and striking
my buttocks with the stick. Two male servants lifted the wooden stick binding my feet,
hooked it , and then turned me towards the audience. I was mortified; my current position completely exposed my genitals
, leaving nothing to hide. My vagina and anus were clearly visible to these men.

The boss's wife walked behind me, parted my labia, and made the audience see my red vulva even more clearly
. I heard someone ask how deep it was; the boss then inserted a vibrating dildo until only a small section
remained outside. The man said again, "What a pity, I could have gone deeper, at least
another 15 centimeters." He licked his lips as he spoke.

Another man wanted to see my anus, and the boss immediately inserted a vibrator there,
thrusting it back and forth. I cried in panic, wondering what other tricks these people were up to. Someone came up and kissed
away my tears, saying to me, "Looks like you haven't been completely trained into a slave yet, that's
great !"

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