The Island of Lewdness and Abuse (Part 5)

12. The morning after the sports meet

, I woke from a sweet dream. Lingxiu was still nestled happily in my arms, her snow-white, soft body covered only by her police uniform, which she couldn't take off.

I gazed at her face; her eyes were tightly closed, her cute little nose breathing evenly, her hair falling softly across my chest.

My hand gently grasped her full breasts, her smooth, rounded breasts changing shape under my caresses.

"Mmm—" Lingxiu hummed softly, smiling in her sleep, her previously sunken nipples lifting their small faces from the areolas.

As I released her hand, Lingxiu woke up. She saw me and blushed again, "Vanker, ah! No! Master." Lingxiu

suddenly changed her address, and my brows furrowed slightly; it was all Han Rui's mischief. I said softly, "You don't have to call me Master."

"No, the Major's orders must have their reasons!"

Thinking of the dangers on the island, I didn't stop her.

Ling Xiu blushed and said happily, "I felt my master's gentle touch in my dream just now."

Hearing her words, I couldn't help but smile. "That wasn't a dream, I just woke you up by touching you."

"Really?" Ling Xiu lowered her head shyly.

I hugged this alluring body again, enjoying the warm and smooth feeling.

The breakfast cart was delivered to the room door. The slave owners here often slept in, so no one knocked.

I pushed the cart in, and Jenny ran over to take it.

Ling Xiu's hands were cuffed behind her back, and she was only wearing her police uniform. Han Rui and the others were wearing bathrobes. I sat down next to Ling Xiu and fed her. The major at the table, who was eating heartily, looked particularly energetic. She teased Ling Xiu and said, "How is it? Isn't Vancl a pretty good master?"

"Mmm!" Ling Xiu replied shyly, blushing.

Han Lei playfully put her arm around my shoulder and giggled, "Of course, our master is very gentle too."

These two sisters seemed to be deliberately making trouble for Ling Xiu.

Jenny's expression was serious. She said to me, "Master, Lingxiu's police uniform must be removed, otherwise she won't be able to explain herself when she gets back at noon."

I looked at Lingxiu with affection and said, "She's handcuffed. To remove her clothes, we'll have to tear them."

"It's alright, Master," Lingxiu said, raising her blushing face. "I don't care."

At noon, I used a knife to tear Lingxiu's police uniform, ripping her clothes from the collar to the cuffs, and removed them. I then put the gag and blindfold back on her.

Lingxiu was taken away by the female guard. I felt a little disappointed. Han Rui hugged me and said softly, "Fan Ke, we will rescue her."

I held her head, her smooth hair slipping from my fingers.

Eugene came in the afternoon and brought me the competition schedule and registration form for tomorrow's sports meet.

Jenny, Han Rui, Han Lei, and I analyzed the competition events. There were more than a dozen events, large and small. The rules stipulated that each private female slave must participate in at least one event. The competition would last all morning. The prize money for each event in this competition is ten million euros.

"Ten million euros in prize money?" Han Lei stared blankly at the prize money list.

"That's right." Jenny patted Han Lei's head and said, "Don't look at the prize money yet. There's a rule in this competition: half of the female slaves who fall behind will be taken away and publicly disciplined by their masters."

"Huh?" Han Lei and Han Rui stared wide-eyed at Jenny.

"That's right. This is a competition to punish female slaves for not taking it seriously. If they're publicly disciplined, they'll be crippled. That's the most tragic time for female slaves." Jenny's eyes dimmed.

"Jenny, what does that mean?" Han Rui asked curiously.

"Public discipline is a large-scale event. At night, the masters gather at the beach, and the eliminated female slaves are tied up there. The masters can choose any female slave they want and use any method to have their fun. If they encounter a soft-hearted master, they might suffer less, but if they encounter a ruthless master, they'll lose their lives, and they'll die a very painful death!" Jenny couldn't continue.

"Do these slave owners really have the heart to let others kill the female slaves they bought?" Han Rui was still somewhat skeptical.

“That’s the rule on the island! Besides, they can kill other people’s female slaves too! After each tournament, we slave guards would collect a lot of corpses on the island, and none of them looked anything but terrifying.”

I also realized the seriousness of the problem, and I asked Jenny, “You’re more familiar with the competitions, so could you help everyone choose a suitable event, as long as they don’t get publicly disciplined?”

“Okay!” Jenny calmed herself down and nodded, saying, “The troublesome thing about these competitions is that the events are either genital torture or breast torture. For example, look at this ditch-edge running race. The ditch is 75 centimeters wide. The female slaves have to have their hands and chests tied, their mouths gagged, and their labia pierced with steel rings. A 250-gram weight is suspended from the rings, and they have to run along the edge of the ditch with their legs spread apart.”

Han Lei asked fearfully, “Won’t the piercings cause a lot of bleeding? And the wounds won’t heal!”

“They use laser piercings, so there’s no bleeding, but the wounds are very delicate and difficult to endure, so many slave owners pierce the holes in advance and put steel rings on the slaves,” Jenny continued.

“This kind of running is incredibly painful. With such a wide ditch, let alone being bound, even running lightly is difficult. And with heavy objects hanging from your labia, it's even worse. When you run along the edge of the ditch, you inevitably sway left and right, causing the weight to swing back and forth inside, hitting the ditch walls and causing pain in your genitals, making it impossible to run. You might even fall in, and then you'd be eliminated and become a slave for public training.”

Hearing this, Han Rui's face changed. “It's terrifying! If it were a proper competition, I wouldn't be afraid, but with this kind of torture, I'm afraid I wouldn't last more than a few steps before collapsing.”

Han Lei also stuck out her tongue and said, “Maybe I can hold on a little longer.”

“Han Rui, can you run long distances?” Jenny asked.

“No problem, running is my forte. Even the male members of our team can't beat me.”

“Then there's an event that suits you.”

“That…where does the torture take place?” Han Rui was starting to get scared of these events.

“Only this event doesn't involve torture anywhere; it's horse racing.”

“Horse racing?” Han Rui's eyes lit up when she heard there was no torture involved.

“Yes! You’ll play the master’s female horse, pulling the master for 1000 meters.”

“Haha…that’s good! No problem.” Han Rui laughed. “Then what should I do?” Han Lei asked anxiously.

“What’s your specialty?” Jenny asked affectionately.

“Me? I…I don’t have any special skills.” Han Lei hesitated and said, “I just like putting an electric vibrator in my vagina. Is that a project?”

“Little masochist!” Han Rui laughed and scolded.

Jenny frowned and covered Han Rui’s mouth, asking, “Can you walk with a vibrator on?”

“No problem!” Han Lei answered happily, not caring about her sister’s laughter and scolding.

“What if you crawl on the ground?” Jenny continued to ask.

“I don’t know, but I think it’ll be similar!”

“Then how about this dog race? This project involves putting a vibrator on the female slave, tying her feet together, so she can’t stand up, but crawls like a dog. Can you do it?”

“I think maybe I can!”

“It’s okay, I’ll tell you about the other events later, you can choose again.” Jenny was like an older sister, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Thank you, Sister Jenny.”

“Jenny, what about you?”

“Me? I don’t know either. These events are too scary, I really don’t know.” Jenny was also afraid of these events.

“But you should still choose one.” I said with concern.

“I… I think I’ll stick with the tail.” Jenny thought for a long time before making up her mind.

Jenny explained the competition to us in detail, and Sister Han Rui and the others listened with trepidation. This was truly torture for female slaves. In the end, the three women all chose their events.

At lunchtime, the female guard took away the competition event list.

In the afternoon, we began to study the key points of the competition.

In order to conserve energy, we did not sleep together at night, and they all returned to their cells.

In the morning, the female guard knocked on the door and brought the competition costumes and torture instruments.

During the competition, the female slaves had to attend wearing the costumes and carrying the torture instruments, so with Jenny’s help, we prepared actively.

After breakfast, we set off for the stadium at around seven o’clock.

When the four of us arrived at the sports field, the sun was already high in the sky. It was called a sports field, but it was actually just a man-made, square, circular earthen mound. The sports field was in the center of the mound, and the outermost edge was a 1000-meter horse-drawn carriage track.

To create the dusty atmosphere of a horse race, the islanders had deliberately spread dry soil on this tropical, humid track.

The other events were held in the middle of the carriage track.

The surrounding earthen mounds were where the slave owners watched the games. Over six hundred fences were erected on top, containing parasols and several large chairs for the slave owners. In front of the chairs were wooden platforms where the slaves lay prone.

Outside each fence was a sign bearing the master's name.

Inside the fences were large barrels of purified water, towels, red wine, various drinks, and simple fast food. All of this was prepared for the slave owners.

The north-facing grandstand was the VIP box, and my grandstand was on the south side, opposite the VIP box. We entered our own enclosure. The three women were all lined up and lying prone on the platform, facing the field. To chat with them, I lowered a large chair close to the platform and sat behind them. Kailu sat quietly beside me.

Han Rui's hair was tied back, adorned with a headband and a colorful goose feather, and a metal collar with a rope around her neck. She

wore only a black leather corset, the bra supporting her full breasts and making her nipples erect. A fake ponytail was attached to the corset near her buttocks. She wore long black leather gloves and handcuffs. On her feet were knee-high black leather boots with knee pads and shackles. She lay naked on the platform, her buttocks exposed.

Han Lei also had her hair tied back and wore a collar. She wore nothing but a leather breast brace, which made her not-so-large breasts stand erect. She wasn't handcuffed or shackled, but her hands were bound palm-to-palm with black plastic straps, and her feet were bound sole-to-sole. With such restraints, she couldn't stand up even if she wasn't lying down. She wore leather leg warmers and knee pads on her calves. She was also lying face down, her small bottom sticking out.

Jenny had her long blonde hair braided, wore a collar around her neck, and metal breast supports that accentuated her full breasts. Her hands were each covered by two leather crawling pads, like leather boots, with fingers secured inside. Leather straps on the long shafts of the pads bound her forearms to prevent them from slipping off.

Her feet were covered by leg warmers, binding her insteps and calves to a flat surface, preventing her from standing upright.

Thick leather sheaths covered her from toes to knees, ensuring she wouldn't experience pain while crawling. Sixty-centimeter steel chains connected Jenny's wrists and knees, preventing her from raising her arms when kneeling.

"I don't like being crawled like a dog," Han Rui whispered, lying on the platform, her private parts and anus fully exposed to me, without turning around.

"No complaints, you're my horse now." I whispered, then slapped Han Rui's smooth buttocks hard. The slap wasn't forceful, but the sound was surprisingly loud.

"Ha...buddy, are you disciplining your female horse?" Eugene, that annoying guy, had somehow appeared at my enclosure.

"Haha...nothing, I always enjoy training my darlings." To show Eugene my cruelty towards my slaves, I ran my fingertip along Han Rui's cleft. Han Rui's buttocks trembled, but she didn't dare make a sound. "Yeah,

your female slaves are all top-notch." This guy also came over and greedily squeezed Han Rui's buttocks.

Then he sat down next to me and said, "My enclosure is over there." He pointed to the platform to the north.

"If you leave, will anyone take care of your slaves?" I asked.

“It’s alright, even if they escape, where can they run to? There’s the sea all around, and there are guards. If they get caught, they’ll be severely punished.”

Eugene picked up the red wine and glasses from my enclosure and poured me a glass, then poured one for himself. He crossed his legs, casually holding the glass with two fingers, and laughed, “Brother, you should really tidy up your belongings.” As I looked at him questioningly, he pointed to the surrounding enclosure and said, “Look around here, which slave owner is as shabby as you?”

I followed his finger and saw slave owners from all over the world sitting around. Some had their whole families with them. On the platform of the enclosure, there were at least seven or eight female slaves, some even more than a dozen. No wonder the platform was so spacious.

“Ha, I always dream of winning the prize money here, ten million euros, it’s so tempting.” He took a sip of red wine and then asked me, “Did you know? Each slave owner here spends 500,000 euros to participate in the competition.”

He paused and then added, “You and I are the only ones who didn’t pay. How about that? Isn’t the island owner generous?”

“The island owner is so kind.” I shook my head, feigning admiration.

“What events did you participate in?”

“Look!” I pointed to Han Rui and the other two, saying, “Horse racing, dog racing, and tail-pulling.”

“Haha… With just these few events, how could you possibly win? How about I send you a few slaves to help you compete?”

“No need, I’m already very satisfied with just seeing the world. Winning a prize isn’t important.”

“Ha… You’re quite open-minded, not even feeling bad about not winning the prize money. Ah… Since you like watching the competition, I have a pair of binoculars here, you can use them for now.” As he spoke, he handed me a high-powered zoom binocular.

I took his binoculars and looked through them. The scene inside was clearly visible. Thanks to the zoom binoculars, I could adjust the magnification and easily survey the entire area, observing the physical details of each sex slave. These people really knew how to enjoy themselves in this world of enslavement and debauchery.

The stadium's loudspeaker announced the start of the competition, and the arena buzzed with excitement. The first event was the 400-meter hurdles. Inside the racetrack was a 400-meter dirt track, filled with wide plastic hurdles that acted like low walls, seemingly designed to be indestructible.

Through the binoculars, I saw a row of six female slaves with their hands bound, their breasts constricted by ropes, nipple rings pierced and dangling from gold chains, each chain bearing an iron ring. They wore tall boots, their thighs bound with rope. With such bindings, even running was difficult; how could they possibly hurdle?

Eugene watched the field with great interest and said, "I love watching this event the most. Haha... The female slaves wear nipple rings, long chains, and iron rings. As they run, the rings tug at their nipples repeatedly, it's so exciting. Their thighs are bound, so to get over the hurdles, they have to roll over them with their waists. There are magnets on the hurdles, and after getting over them, they have to use their nipples to pull out the iron rings one by one.

Haha... After this race, almost no female slave can run without shedding tears, and they might even tear their nipples. If they didn't have the iron rings, they would be subjected to public training, it's really exciting."

Hearing his words, I looked through my binoculars at the female slaves preparing to start the race. I felt deeply pained, and my sympathy for their plight deepened.

"Bang!" The gun fired, and the female slaves, their legs bound, staggered as they ran, their nipple rings swaying wildly in front of them. Through the binoculars, I could already see two female slaves with tears streaming down their faces.

The female slave in the lead had reached the first hurdle. Just before she reached it, the two metal rings were caught by magnets. She struggled to pull the rings up the hurdle, her brow furrowed and mouth agape. Even from this distance, I could almost hear her screams of agony. She finally managed to raise the nipple rings to the right height, then used her waist to brace herself against the hurdle, hands behind her back, and rolled over it.

As she rolled, she lost her balance and fell, but her body didn't hit the ground. Instead, she was pulled by the two nipple chains, her nipples and breasts being pinched to an unimaginable degree. She screamed, tears already streaming down her face. The pain prevented her from getting up, but the more she did, the more excruciating it became.

At this moment, the female slaves behind her also rolled over the hurdle, stretching their nipple chains left and right. One by one, amidst the screams and tears of the female slaves, they freed their rings and desperately ran towards the next hurdle. But the female slave who had been in first place couldn't get up no matter what she did.

The other female slaves rolled over the hurdles one after another, desperately tearing at their already aching nipples.

Seeing this cruel scene, Eugene laughed excitedly, "Haha...look at that idiot, her nipple's stuck to the hurdle and she can't get down."

Han Rui and the others were watching too; Han Lei was pale with fright, and Han Rui's buttocks trembled with anger. Afraid Eugene would notice something amiss, I gently stroked her smooth, full buttocks. Han Rui felt my concern and finally calmed down.

Jenny, used to such scenes, just shook her head helplessly.

The competition ended quickly; the female slave with her nipples stuck, one who fell halfway through, and one who came in last were taken away.

The competition was that cruel; Eugene laughed uproariously in the next few rounds, but I had no interest in watching.

The next event was dog sledding.

"Brother, it's my turn, I'm going first." Eugene got up and ran over the fence.

I waved goodbye, but Eugene didn't return to his own fence and ran straight to the racetrack.

“This kind of competition is truly inhumane,” Han Rui finally spoke.

I patted Han Rui’s bottom and whispered, “You are a slave now, you can’t say such things, don’t let anyone see.”

Then I whispered to the others, “You should think about your competition! I don’t want you to be dragged away and disciplined.”

“Don’t worry, Master,” Han Rui said obediently. I caressed her buttocks, my eyes involuntarily glancing at her anus and vulva; her posture was truly alluring.

“Jenny?” I helped Han Rui up and looked at Jenny.

“I’m fine too, Master,” Jenny seemed confident.

“Master, what about me?” Han Lei, however, lost all confidence. Tears welled up in her eyes with fear.

“Useless!” Han Rui scolded her useless sister, and Han Lei sobbed.

“Come here.” I patted Han Lei’s cute little bottom, and Han Lei obediently crawled to me. Han Rui looked back at us, and I picked Han Lei up from the ground and held her in my arms; it truly felt like holding a cute little puppy.

I gently kissed her little face and wiped away her tears. "Good girl! Don't cry. You're my little darling. I won't let them bully you."

"Master..." Han Lei suddenly buried her face in my shoulder and burst into tears.

Han Rui turned around and smiled, "My master, you're so kind and good at comforting people. It seems my sister made the right choice following you."

"Of course, our master is the best master in the world. I think you made the right choice following him too." Jenny said proudly at this moment.

"Follow her?" Han Rui raised her head arrogantly, but didn't say anything more.

The second competition began. Eugene and the other five slave owners drove the carts, each with six girls dressed like Han Lei in front of them. Their hands and feet were also bound with plastic straps. The difference was that they all had a plastic dog bone in their mouths.

Their chests were bound with leather straps, and their nipples were fitted with strong toothed nipple clamps. The metal chains on the nipple clamps pulled the master's sled. No wonder there were six of them.

The female slaves couldn't stand up at all. Their master, behind them, lashed their tender buttocks and backs with a leather whip.

They could only crawl, desperately pulling on their master's sled with their delicate nipples.

The dog sled moved slowly on the carriage track, a testament to the immense pain the slaves endured. Tears streamed down their faces, and saliva dribbled from their mouths.

Eugene's sled was second, and he whipped it frantically. The slaves in front of him were soaked through, their faces and necks drenched in sweat, dripping onto the ground—it was impossible to tell if it was tears, saliva, or sweat.

Han Lei, watching this scene in my arms, trembled with fear. I held her poor little body tightly, but it was no use; she was terrified. I turned her head so she could look at me, and bent down to take her already erect nipple into my mouth.

"Ah—Master," Han Lei whispered in my arms. Han Rui turned to look at us, her face flushed, and remained silent.

I aroused the lovely girl's desire, and Han Lei moaned softly in my arms.

I kissed her lips again, her red tongue entwining with mine. We kissed for a long time, when I suddenly felt warmth on my legs. I released her lips, lifted Han Lei with both hands, and moved her little bottom away. I discovered that my pants were wet from Han Lei.

"I'm sorry, Master," Han Lei said, blushing. Jenny also looked back and couldn't help but chuckle. This time, Han Rui strangely didn't turn around. I saw that there was also white liquid on her thighs.

I took a tissue from the table, parted Han Lei's thighs, and gently wiped her. Han Lei was still blushing, and used her bound hands to cover my neck.

"Thank you, Master," Han Lei said gently.

After wiping her, I picked up another tissue and leaned over to put it under Han Rui's legs.

As I wiped her, her body trembled as if she had been electrocuted. "Ah—" she involuntarily let out a soft cry.

"Hehe...Sister's wet too." Han Lei, that little rascal, was back to her usual mischievous self.

"Shut up!" Han Rui blushed.

"Sister, you should say thank you, Master." She was being naughty again.

Han Rui didn't speak for a long time before finally saying, "Thank you, Master."

I patted Han Rui's protruding bottom affectionately. She didn't move, but I could feel her body temperature rising.

"Sister, did Master feel good wiping you?" Han Lei asked happily.

"Alright, stop fooling around." I patted Han Lei's naughty cheek.

The race was over, and Eugene came in fifth. Two of his female slaves, unable to withstand the beatings, couldn't get up, and since one of his chariots was also stuck, he finished fifth.

Several more rounds followed, ending the dog sled race. Next up was the horse-drawn carriage race.

I carried Han Lei back to the platform. I went to Han Rui, helped her up, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "It's up to you this time. Don't get dragged off to be trained." I inadvertently caught sight of her breasts, supported by the leather breast bra.

"Don't worry, Master," Han Rui smiled, looking into my lustful eyes, and softly said, "When I wipe your sweat after the race, you can touch me as much as you want."

I never expected this female SWAT officer major to say such flirtatious things to me. I patted her face, unlocked her handcuffs, re-cuffed her hands behind her back, and then unshackled her legs.

The horse-drawn carriage race was the fastest event here, because the female slaves were almost lightly equipped, except for their bound hands.

I put a steel bit in Han Rui's mouth. I took the rope from her collar and ordered Kailu behind me, "No one is allowed to approach the fence. Anyone who comes in will be bitten to death."

The three women were taken aback, not expecting me to give such a death order. They all looked at me with gratitude. Kailu understood the seriousness of the matter and didn't yell, just nodded gently.

I led Han Rui to the arena.

We were assigned to the last race, a chariot race where each contestant only ran once, and the winner was determined by the contestant's speed.

Six chariots could run at a time on the track. One by one, the chariots finished the race. Some of the female slaves pulling the chariots were so tired that they fell to the ground. I asked Han Rui with concern, "Are you really okay?"

Han Rui smiled and nodded. The results were quickly announced after the race, and the order of the races was determined.

We waited for quite a while before it was finally our turn.

On the track, I harnessed Han Rui to a light chariot. I didn't sit but stood in the chariot. The carriage only restricted Han Rui's waist; the rest of her body was flexible. I loosened the ropes around her neck, allowing her to run with ease.

The carriage race was 1000 meters, a significant physical exertion for a female slave. Even athletes running that distance would be drenched in sweat, let alone dragging a person and a carriage along.

"Just don't be in the bottom three, don't overwork yourself," I said worriedly.

Han Rui couldn't speak, only nodding silently.

The starting gun fired, and Han Rui dashed off. The female slaves in all six carriages were running at top speed. Running fast from the start of a 1000-meter race was exhausting, and Han Rui was only in third place. With her hands cuffed behind her back, it wasn't easy for a female slave to maintain speed.

But Han Rui's stamina was exceptionally good; she didn't slow down and overtook the carriages ahead before the first bend, taking second place.

"Well done, my darling!" I encouraged Han Rui.

As we entered the bend, lane changes were permitted. The slave owner of the carriage ahead, a Japanese man, rushed into the innermost lane, leaving Han Rui to follow behind. Looking back, I saw the carriages behind us had fallen far behind.

The Japanese man and I crossed the bend one after the other. "Alright, we're second! It's over!" I said happily.

But Han Rui seemed not to hear me; she continued to accelerate, catching up with the Japanese man's carriage on the outside as we entered the straight.

The Japanese slave owner saw our carriage and was startled; it seemed this was his forte. But Han Rui was fast, gradually overtaking his carriage. The man shouted and whipped his female slave, but Han Rui's speed was unmatched. Entering the bend again, we took first place.

13. The painful race:

After crossing the finish line, Han Rui finally stopped. The crowd cheered for the winner, but I felt more sorry for the last three female slaves. No matter what, my Han Rui wouldn't be taken away by someone else.

Han Rui pulled me along as we jogged slowly on the track, basking in the cheers from the sidelines. Then, Eugene suddenly appeared, yelling, "Vancl, Vancl!"

I had Han Rui turn the car around to greet him. Eugene was overjoyed to see me. "Haha...you rascal, I never thought I'd be so lucky to find such a wonderful female horse. Haha...you've won ten million euros!"

I was surprised to find that Han Rui was the fastest. Eugene caught up, and Han Rui stopped. Seeing Han Rui covered in sweat, he couldn't resist grabbing her damp breast. “What a gem, beautiful and a money magnet. Haha…”

I jumped out of the carriage, and Eugene came up to me, putting his arm around my shoulder like a best friend. “Brother, what do you think of me?”

Knowing he was up to no good, I quickly said, “I know, we’re brothers, no doubt about it. From now on, half of all my bonuses will be yours.”

“Ah…” He had originally wanted to ask me for Han Rui, but my words immediately silenced him. “Ah… good, that’s loyal.

If you need anything, just say the word. Haha…”

“Of course.” I laughed too.

I untied Han Rui’s carriage and led her back to the enclosure, where Han Lei and Jenny were happily welcoming her.

Kailu also came to greet her, and Han Rui hid behind me in fright.

“Kailu, stand over there,” I ordered. Kailu slumped down unhappily.

I handcuffed Han Rui’s hands in front again, picked up a towel to wipe her sweat, and said with concern, “Why are you working so hard?”

“Because you’re so good to me!” Han Rui’s rosy cheeks lit up with a sweet smile.

I was so happy I wanted to kiss her, but she flinched. "No, it's dirty. I'm covered in dirt."

Yes, Han Rui was covered in sweat and dust from the track. I looked at her and asked, "Won't your lower body get dirty and infected?"

"No! My darling master." She laughed, actually flirting with me.

"I'm worried." I knew she was alright, but I still wanted to play with her. I wet a towel with purified water and had her lie on the platform, carefully wiping her buttocks.

"I told you it wasn't necessary, hehe... really, it's nothing... you... you're such a bad guy... oh!" Han Rui complained, blushing, but dared not get up. Amidst her laughter and scolding, my towel touched her vulva, and she couldn't finish her sentence.

I wiped her buttocks, lower abdomen, groin, and thighs, holding the black towel, and said, "Still saying it's nothing?"

Han Rui blushed and frowned, "Master, you're so naughty!"

I laughed and moved the towel aside. I went to get a new towel to wet it, and just then, the Japanese man from the competition slipped into my enclosure. When I turned around, he was already squatting next to Han Rui.

Han Rui, because someone had come, didn't dare reveal that we weren't slaves, so she didn't speak.

Slaves here weren't allowed to speak freely.

"Woof woof..." Kailu didn't dare move without my command, just barked beside me.

As I stood up, the Japanese man was greedily stroking Han Rui's buttocks, muttering to himself, "What a gem."

"Excuse me, sir, she's my female horse." Although I didn't like it, I still had to say it.

The Japanese man stood up, bowed to me, "Hello, sir, I'm Murayama Taro. I really like your female horse and would like to ask you to transfer it to me."

Looking at this seemingly reasonable guy, I said contemptuously, "I'm not selling."

"Sir, I can offer 40 million euros."

"No!"

The Japanese devil forced a smile. "Haha...it seems this female horse is very important to you! Alright, then, I'll offer 80 million euros. Then, sir, you can freely choose any female horse or bitch from my pen. You can pick any of my 27 female slaves you like, any number you like. What do you think?"

I looked at him impatiently. I felt he was the dog, a shameless, vicious dog.

"Get out!" I glared at him. Kailu also came over at this moment.

The Japanese devil, seeing my expression and then noticing the large black dog, like a small bear, also approaching, dared not say another word and retreated from my pen, bored.

I returned to Han Rui and silently wiped her face. That Japanese devil had completely ruined my mood.

Han Rui smiled happily in my towel. As I wiped her neck, she gently asked me, "Why don't you sell me to that Japanese man?"

I stopped and gazed at her. This clever girl asked a question she already knew the answer to, simply wanting to hear some sweet words. Seeing her expectant look, I suddenly smiled and said, "He gave me too little. If she gave me a hundred million, I'd consider it."

Han Rui didn't hear any sweet words, but rather this conclusion. She frowned and pouted, saying, "You're bad, you're not telling the truth."

I smiled and kissed her lips as an answer, which she enthusiastically reciprocated. Jenny and Han Lei complained from the side, "Master, it's not fair."

Han Lei shouted, "We're all Master's bitches, Master is biased."

Han Rui released my lips and smiled at Han Lei, "You're the bitch, I'm Master's female horse." After saying that, she smiled at me and kissed my lips again.

Kailu, who had been quiet for a long time, now joined in. "Ah! No, Kailu, go find Jenny." Han Rui had been very nervous about Kailu when she wasn't dressed.

"Kailu," Jenny called, and Kailu wagged his tail and ran over.

Amidst our laughter and banter, the obstacle course, the all-around competition, and the groin-torture running race—each event was nearly unbearable.

I continued wiping Han Rui's chest; she knelt up, seemingly enjoying my ministrations. Her exceptional breasts fascinated me, and as I wiped, I carefully played with her nipples. Her small mouth panted, but she still occasionally revealed a satisfied smile.

"How does it feel?" I asked.

"I don't know why, but before, when you touched me here, I felt uncomfortable, but now I feel very comfortable."

"Haha... this is because my sister has fallen in love with her master and enjoys being played with by him."

"So be it! I like it anyway." Han Rui proudly raised her head amidst my teasing.

At this moment, the races on the track ended. It was time for the short-distance races on the playground.

"The next race is the guide dog obstacle course," Jenny introduced the competition to us.

“The guide dog obstacle course is the most difficult competition. It's completed by two female slaves working together. Oh… Kailu, be gentle.”

Jenny knelt beside me, her nipples being licked by Kailu as he explained, “The slave in front is dressed in dog bondage like Han Lei, and the one behind is a blind person bound from head to toe, gagged and blindfolded, with chains piercing her labia, the chains being pulled by the slave dog’s nipples.”

“There are many metal trees on the playground, all with horizontal branches, so… oh… Kailu, hehe… so the slave dogs must choose a good route for the blind slaves to pass through. If they don’t coordinate well, the blind person will be knocked down by the branches, and it will be difficult for them to get up.”

Jenny loved teasing Kailu the most.

“Phew!” I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief. I sat cross-legged next to Han Rui, who was still lying next to me with her buttocks sticking out.

I raised my hand and looked at the playground through the binoculars.

On the playground stood a row of over thirty pairs of blind slaves and slave dogs. The blind slaves were blindfolded, gagged, and tightly bound, their hands suspended high behind their backs, their breasts taut with nipple clamps and short chain rings. Their thighs were bound together, and their labia were pierced with steel chains.

The slave dogs were dressed the same as the cart-pulling dogs, with the ropes of their nipple chains connected to the steel chains on the blind slaves' labia, and they too had gags in their mouths.

"This kind of competition is really scary," Han Rui whispered beside me.

I raised my hand and stroked her beautiful neck, sighing, "Luckily we have Jenny, the expert, otherwise you would have suffered so much."

At this moment, Han Lei suddenly said playfully, "Thank you, Jenny, sex slave."

Jenny couldn't do anything about her, frowning and pretending to be angry, "Shut up, you're a bitch now, just like Kailu."

"That sounds awful!" Han Lei pouted unhappily, muttering softly. "But...but Kailu is a male dog."

Han Rui and I laughed out loud.

Guide dog races are indeed very difficult. Blind dogs can't see the road and can only be dragged along by their slave dogs. If they run too fast, they will crash into the metal beams of the steel trees because they are not going in the right direction. If they run too slow, the slave dogs will pull their genitals repeatedly. Such pulling is painful for both the blind dog and the slave dog.

Less than a minute into the race, a blind dog crashed into a tree and fell to the ground. The slave dog struggled to help her up. The blind dog couldn't see the road and had very poor balance. With her hands and thighs tied behind her back, it was impossible for her to get up on her own. Since the slave dog's hands were also tied, it was not easy for her to help the blind dog up either.

More than ten minutes into the race, no one reached the finish line.

Looking at more than half of the blind dogs lying on the ground, the slave dogs were also helpless and busy doing nothing. This was probably the event with the most eliminations.

The next event was Han Lei's 50-meter dog race. I led Han Lei off the field. She couldn't stand on her feet and could only crawl on the ground. Being led like this by me, she really looked like a little dog.

There were quite a few slave dogs brought to the arena, more than sixty in total, all naked with their bare buttocks raised. Some of the female dogs even had their nipples pierced and wore nipple bells, which jingled as they crawled.

Our competition was in the first group. At this moment, a female guard came over and respectfully said to me, "Excuse me, master, I need to put the competition gear on your female dog."

I nodded in agreement. She squatted down behind Han Lei and fastened the leash around her waist. Then she unbuckled the leash, inserted a dog tail with a wire attached into her anus, and then inserted a large remote-controlled vibrator into her vagina. After that, she fastened the leash to secure the dog tail, and finally had Han Lei bite on a plastic bone, securing the leash behind her head.

Now, Han Lei, whom I was leading, looked more like a dog.

After being dressed like this, Han Lei crawled slower. I asked quietly with concern, "Are you alright?"

Han Lei nodded, but her movements were noticeably slower.

I led her to the starting line, removed the rope, and each race consisted of sixteen people per group. I followed the female guard to the finish line, 50 meters away.

The starting gun fired, and the vibrating eggs inside the slave dogs activated simultaneously. The intense stimulation was unbearable for the female slaves, and several immediately gave up, unable to crawl. Han Lei, though slow, persevered.

I shouted from the finish line, "Go, little darling!" My shout was drowned out by the cries of the surrounding slave owners.

Han Lei looked at me from afar, her eyes filled with tears. She struggled and crawled desperately, her vaginal fluids constantly gushing from the belt between her thighs due to the intense stimulation, forming the trail of her crawling.

Then more female slaves collapsed, but Han Lei persisted, though she remained the last one crawling.

By this time, six of the sixteen female slaves were already lying at the back, unable to get up, and Han Lei was in tenth place. At this rate, Han Lei would be sent for "training.

" "Baby!" I shouted, gesturing for her to crawl faster. Finally, she overtook one, but just before the finish line, another female slave fell. Han Lei reached the finish line and collapsed into my arms, sobbing.

At least she hadn't been taken away; I breathed a sigh of relief. I hurriedly went to remove the dog tail and vibrating egg from her body. The vibrating egg was large; it was still vibrating when I removed it, covered in sticky, vaginal fluid. As soon as I took it out, a gush of fluid gushed out, soaking my hands. Han Lei's vagina was wide open and couldn't close for a long time.

I rubbed her genitals, comforting her, "It's okay, it's okay." Han Lei had suffered so much.

I didn't plan to watch the rest of the competition and went back. I didn't hold Han Lei's hand anymore; instead, I carried her back, her petite body sobbing in my arms.

Inside the enclosure, I held her and wiped her face again with a tissue. Han Rui looked back with concern. Kailu also ran over, licking her face with his tongue. Han Lei had recovered quite a bit and showed her mischievous smile again, patting Kailu's dark face.

Now only Jenny was left. I wondered if she could get through this. But Jenny didn't seem nervous. She was still leisurely watching the competition.

Now it was rope walking, a distance of 50 meters. Eugene came to my enclosure again. Maybe the half-amount bonus I promised him had an effect; he didn't take advantage of my female slave again.

I was still holding Han Lei, grabbing her breasts that were bound and constricted. Han Lei let me grab her breasts and snuggled against me.

"This project is my specialty," Eugene said proudly.

“I’ve put a lot of effort into this. I’ve been figuring out the tricks of this competition for almost a year, and I think I should win this year.”

“What’s this competition like?”

“Look.” Eugene pointed to the playground, “The female slaves below are on the rope platform, taut

on the ropes.” “These are all hemp ropes, with a knot every 50 centimeters. 50 meters is 100 knots. The female slaves are all handcuffed behind their backs, bound with leather belts, and have nipple clamps and nipple rings. How exciting is that?” He said, looking at me.

“Mmm!” I nodded in agreement. Seeing him looking at me, I deliberately pinched Han Lei’s nipple with my fingers. Han Lei gritted her teeth and closed her eyes to endure it.

Eugene looked at Han Lei greedily and said, “You really know how to enjoy yourself.”

“Of course, the meat of small animals is always tender.” I put Han Lei back on the platform and went back to Eugene.

Eugene continued to point out to me, “See? The female slaves are all blindfolded, and their mouths are gagged.”

“How can they run if they can’t see?” I couldn’t help but have some doubts.

"There are ropes, so many knots rubbing against their tender labia, how could they not know their way? What's the point of having eyes?"

What a lewd answer.

"What if their genitals get burned or damaged from running for a long time?"

"Haha... I can tell you've never seen anything like this. Haha..." Eugene laughed lewdly, "Those bitches usually get wet just from being touched, with so many knots rubbing against them, their fluids could flood the ground, how could they get burned? Besides, how fast can they walk?"

Oh, another painful torture for the female slaves.

Han Rui and the other two girls were furious at Eugene's words, but none of them dared to utter a sound.

The competition began, and the eight girls, handcuffed and blindfolded, walked on the ropes. Some stopped after only two steps, bending over in pain, crying silently.

Eugene pointed to his female slave: "Look at that redhead, pretty fast, right?"

I looked over, and Eugene's female slave was indeed very fast. She overtook all her opponents and took the lead. She had already run past more than ten rope knots, and the ropes behind her were soaked through, with sticky, lustful fluid dripping from the knots.

"How can she be so fast? Doesn't she get chafed?"

"Haha... I have a secret trick."

"Oh? What secret trick?"

"Haha... I'll tell you, but you can't tell anyone else. This method can only be used on our two female slaves."

"Oh! Haha... No problem." Although I agreed verbally, I would never let my darlings participate in such a competition.

"It's actually very simple. The female slaves can't run fast because the rope knots hurt their labia, and they also get chafed. So before the race, you can apply an aphrodisiac to their genitals, inside and out. This will make them wet, lubricated, and heat-absorbing, and they will run desperately for the new stimulation."

Eugene was truly a complete villain.

"Won't they get hurt?"

"As long as you get the bonus, you can buy tons of sex slaves. A few deaths don't matter!"

I frowned.

"How is it?" Eugene was still pointing and talking animatedly. "Look at that rope, it's so wet you could use it to mop the floor."

I looked at Eugene's female slave; tears and sweat dripped from her face. Due to the drug's effects, she ignored the pain from the metal rings on her nipples and desperately sought new stimulation.

Suddenly, I saw the vaginal fluid behind her turn red, and slowly, blood flowed from her body down her legs, yet she still staggered, like a machine oblivious to life and death. Finally, she collapsed to the ground, staining the earth crimson. She never got up again.

"That beast, she ruined my plans!" Eugene jumped up from his chair. "Brother, I'm going now."

Looking at Eugene's retreating figure, I felt he was the real beast.

The race lasted for 30 minutes. Every rope behind the girls was soaked with vaginal fluid. At the finish line, they collapsed to the ground in agony, unable to get up. Their miserable state made it seem like there were no winners.

This brutal competition silenced us all; we couldn't recover from such misery.

Finally, Kailu broke the silence. It barked and ran towards Han Rui.

"Ah! Kailu, go away!" Han Rui screamed. Kailu stopped. We all laughed. It was Kailu's joke; it was indeed very clever.

14. The fierce competition continued

. We had no heart to watch the following races: the race along the ditch, jumping over lotus leaves, and crossing the wooden horse. These were all very painful competitions.

The competition was getting increasingly difficult and grueling, and I started to worry about Jenny. I gently patted her bottom, and Jenny turned around, looking at me questioningly. "Master?"

I asked softly, "Baby, are you really confident?"

Jenny gave a bitter smile. "I think I shouldn't have any problem avoiding being taken away for 'training,' but I'll definitely suffer a bit."

I asked worriedly, "Can you handle it?"

Jenny shook her head helplessly. "It's still better than these competitions!"

Only now did I realize that Jenny had given the easier competitions to Han Rui and her sister.

Han Rui turned around and gave her a grateful look.

The competition reached its final event, and it was finally Jenny's turn.

I didn't know what kind of pain she would have to endure. I led Jenny into the arena, my heart pounding with anxiety. I realized that I cared most about Jenny, perhaps because she was the woman who cared for me the most.

At this moment, I thought back to Jenny's fight against Han Rui for me, her nervousness for me, and our first time together...

I couldn't help but bend down and quietly call out to Jenny. She looked up at me tenderly. I knelt down, cupped her face in my hands, and said affectionately, "Don't be too reckless. If you can't handle it, come back. I'll protect you with my life! Don't make me worry about you."

Jenny was moved by my affection, and she nodded with tears in her eyes.

The tail-pulling contest involved female slaves imitating dogs fighting, with the winner being the one who pulled off the opponent's tail.

Like Jenny, all the participating female slaves couldn't stand and could only crawl like dogs. The female guards on the field attached a tail to Jenny.

The dog tail was something the female slaves heavily defended, and also a target for the opponent's attacks. The fixed part at the end of the tail was a metal head, which needed to be inserted into the woman's vagina. There was a bolt underneath; after tightening the bolt, the internal part would expand like an expansion screw, forming a shape that was larger inside and smaller outside, making it difficult to fall out of the vagina.

Connected to the outside was a tail with a steel wire frame.

I saw Jenny, with the tail on, gritting her teeth and crawling with difficulty on the ground.

"Is it too big inside?" I asked.

Jenny shook her head: "That's fine! I'm afraid it'll be troublesome if someone snatches it away because it's too small."

I bent down and lovingly stroked her smooth back.

The competition was in groups. The first match was a two-person competition, the goal being to eliminate the female slaves who had been half-trained.

Jenny's opponent was a dark-haired European girl. I saw that she, like Jenny, was suffering greatly, but if she wasn't eliminated, Jenny would be the one suffering.

I gently patted Jenny's soft buttocks and said, "Be careful, baby, don't hold back!"

"Yes, Master!" Jenny replied, her eyes filled with fighting spirit.

The competition began. The dark-haired girl and Jenny circled around the arena, searching for each other's tails, but Jenny was clearly more agile than her; after all, Jenny was a former guard!

The dark-haired girl suddenly lunged at Jenny desperately. Because their hands and legs were chained, neither could use their hands, only their bodies and heads colliding with each other.

Jenny quickly retreated as the dark-haired girl charged, and the girl's attempts to pounce failed. As Jenny spun her around the arena, Jenny cleverly bumped into her, knocking the black-haired girl to the ground.

As she scrambled to her feet, Jenny deftly grabbed her tail in her mouth. Jenny pulled back abruptly, and the black-haired girl screamed in pain. She was dragged around the arena by Jenny until she finally fell, and Jenny forcefully pulled out her tail.

"Ah!" the black-haired girl cried out and fainted.

Jenny ran back to me with her tail in her mouth. I picked it up; it was a horrible instrument, its end designed to be inserted into the vagina. It was split open into six large pieces, larger than my fist. I saw bloodstains on it. When I looked at the black-haired girl with pity, she had already been carried away, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

"Master," Jenny called softly.

I leaned down, and Jenny whispered, "Now I won't be trained anymore. Please loosen the screw on my tail, Master, so that if I lose, I won't be in mortal danger."

"Oh! Okay." I secretly reached behind her buttocks and loosened the screw, saying, "Let me know when it's ready."

"Yes, Master."

I loosened the screw many turns until it was almost at the end, when Jenny whispered, "It's ready, Master."

I released my hand and gently pulled on Jenny's tail, but it wouldn't budge. Jenny let out a soft cry. I asked with concern, "I can't even pull it out, is it really okay?" Jenny whispered

, "Just leave it like this! If it's too small, it'll fall out."

Jenny and I were watching other matches, which were truly unacceptable.

The slave owners tightened the screws to the maximum to make it less likely for the slaves to lose. This way, if they lost, the female slave's lower body would be torn open by the expanding screw, causing severe bleeding. Every single female slave who failed was carried out; to survive, they fought for their lives, like duelists in ancient Rome, the arena stained with blood.

Finally, only 16 female slaves remained. Now, the multi-person competition began, divided into four arenas, each with four participants, and only one person could emerge victorious from each arena.

Jenny re-entered the arena.

I saw that the other three female slaves in Jenny's arena had bloodshot eyes, all looking desperately ready to fight. I was truly worried for Jenny.

Another female slave lunged at Jenny, but Jenny dodged on the ground, tripping the attacker's supporting arm while simultaneously bumping her with her shoulder.

The female slave was knocked over and rolled. Seeing this, the other two female slaves rushed over and grabbed her tail with their mouths. Because the two slaves were pulling at the same speed, their directions were different, and the first slave reacted quickly, grabbing the other's tail in return. In the struggle, one slave screamed, her mouth released her tail, and it was ripped off. She immediately lost consciousness.

Jenny didn't participate. Watching the other two slaves relentlessly chase and bite, she gave up.

In such a competition, people become like beasts, driven only by primal instincts for survival. Here, I no longer have any concept of pure beauty. Only my beloved Jenny retains human wisdom, because she believes that even if she fails, her life won't be in danger.

In this competition, there are no winners, only Jenny, who gave up and stood tall in the end.

Jenny crawled to my side again. I knelt down and wiped her sweat with a towel. Suddenly, tears welled up in Jenny's eyes. I cupped her head in my hands, and she whispered happily in my ear, "I'm increasingly convinced that being a master's slave is the happiest thing in the world."

I gently patted her face and whispered in her ear, "Once this island is eradicated, such tragedies will never happen again, and you will be truly free."

Jenny kissed me excitedly and said softly, "No matter what, I will never leave. I will always be my master's slave, and I will serve you for the rest of my life."

I gently held her head in my arms.

Finally, each arena fell silent. Four female slaves, including Jenny, participated in the final competition.

During the final rest period before the final competition, I gave Jenny a sip of water and stroked her back, whispering, "Be careful during the competition. These female slaves have lost their minds now. Don't be soft-hearted, and don't let them hurt you."

"Yes, Master," Jenny nodded in agreement.

The announcer played music and loudly proclaimed into the competition, "Now only four bitches remain, and their owners have already secured four million euros. Now we are about to begin the final battle for the championship. There is only one grand prize; there is no runner-up. The champion of this competition will receive the prize money just set by the island owner—fifty million euros!"

The slave owners cheered, and I felt as if I had been transported back to a medieval dueling arena.

"Who will be the champion? We'll wait and see!"

The gong sounded, and the competition resumed.

Jenny was furthest from the arena, while the other three female slaves were in a frenzy, glaring at each other with hateful eyes. The shouts of the slave owners outside the arena fueled their excitement, and they stared at each other.

Suddenly, they all pounced on Jenny. Startled, Jenny knew that running away would only result in her being grabbed by the tail, so she took the initiative and charged towards the female slave at the front.

When the two met, Jenny suddenly leaped up from the ground and pounced on her opponent. As she pounced, she instinctively lowered her head and grabbed the woman's tail, crawling desperately. The slave girl cried and screamed as Jenny dragged her along, pulling her up and carrying her around the arena.

The other two slave girls chased after Jenny. When Jenny encountered an obstacle while dragging the other slave girl, she pulled her to the interceptor, released her grip, and quickly crawled to fight the pursuers. The dragged slave girl tried to retaliate against Jenny, but the interceptor grabbed her tail.

In this arena where everyone fought for themselves, there was no permanent cooperation. Jenny used their individual greed to dismantle their combined attack. Finally, Jenny knocked down the pursuer, her knee slamming into the woman's stomach. As the woman was in excruciating pain, Jenny pulled out her tail and stopped moving.

Jenny, panting, quietly watched the duel between the other two slave girls. The interceptor still held the upper hand, dragging the other slave girl as they crawled and ran. Both were exhausted, their limbs trembling. Finally, the interceptor pulled out the female slave's tail. Then Jenny struck, and facing her weary opponent, she won effortlessly.

Jenny finally crawled back to my side, looking back at the female slave lying in a pool of blood, her face streaked with tears. I knelt down and embraced the heartbroken Jenny. Yes! I knew there were no real winners here.

"Wonderful! Beautiful!" the host announced again, "Now I solemnly declare that the champion of this competition is Mr. Vanker."

I removed the shameful, sinful tail from Jenny. I saw Jenny's vagina wide open, her juices flowing freely. I gently massaged her, and she breathed heavily, her face flushed with shame, in my caresses.

Amid the host's praise, I felt no excitement or glory. I simply held my beloved Jenny, covered in sweat, happily enjoying my tenderness in my arms.

The slave owners in the surrounding stands cheered as I carried Jenny across the arena.

Then, the island owner, Nelson... Pound also stepped down from the stage, beaming as he congratulated me, "Congratulations! Mr. Vancl, you are the winner of our highest prize this year." He looked at Jenny, whom I was holding in my arms, and laughed, "I didn't expect Mr. Vancl to be so considerate to his sex slaves."

I sensed something was amiss in his words and became wary, laughing, "Jenny is my darling now. I'm going to take good care of her; I'll need her next year."

Nelson. Pound forced a smile and said mysteriously, "Haha... I think you're not just interested in Jenny, are you?"

I had a vague feeling that something was wrong; I didn't know where the problem lay. Han Rui? Han Lei? I suddenly thought of Ling Xiu. Could something have happened to her? Perhaps the strict body search found the tracking device? No, I immediately dismissed the thought. If it had been found, I wouldn't be able to compete now.

I thought of Ling Xiu's appearance when she left; her love for me might have been discovered by the people on the island.

Thinking of this, I deliberately glanced greedily at Jenny, then bit her hardened nipple hard with my mouth. Jenny gasped in pain as I moved, too afraid to utter a sound.

I looked up at Nelson with a wicked grin and said, "Sir, I'm not an expert in training, but I have my own methods for dealing with female slaves."

Nelson laughed heartily. "Eugene said you're quite skilled at handling female slaves. But if you want to learn training, there's a training demonstration right here. Mr. Vanker, are you interested?"

I nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Island Master."

"Haha... You're welcome." Nelson glanced down at Jenny again, teasing her nipple with his hand and laughing, "Today I realized that our little Jenny is so capable. You've done a great job today, and I think your master will reward you. Haha..."

At this moment, I saw Eugene also come over, congratulating me, "Brother, you're really amazing! You've won both major awards. I didn't expect your Jenny to be so outstanding. Haha..." He then winked at me. Of

course, I knew he was referring to the prize money, and I readily replied, "Don't worry, brother, I won't go back on my word."

Haha... Eugene walked away happily.

The nightmarish competition was finally over. We returned to our lodgings, and I removed the competition costumes and restraints from the three women. They quickly ate lunch and went to sleep; they were exhausted. Eugene didn't bother me again. I brought Kailu to my side, hugged its big black head, and fell asleep myself.

At dinner time, I woke them up; they were all wearing bathrobes. Han Rui stretched and said sweetly, "I'm going to take a good bath after dinner. I'm so dirty."

Jenny nodded, "Yes! Me too, Sister Han Rui, let's bathe together."

Han Lei playfully said, "Hmph! You only think of yourselves; Master hasn't even bathed yet, and you're already in a hurry."

Jenny was delighted and said, "Haha... Okay, okay! Master, let's bathe together too. Haha..."

Han Rui blushed and whispered, "I'll bathe last!"

"How can that be?" Han Lei protested.

“Yes! Sister Han Rui, we’ll have Master help us wash. We’ve worked so hard today, we deserve a reward, right, Master?” Jenny said, smiling at me.

“Okay!” I laughed loudly.

Han Rui blushed and didn’t say anything.

After dinner, Jenny took out handcuffs and ropes. Han Rui blushed and asked, “Jenny, what are you doing with these?”

Jenny said matter-of-factly, “Of course, we’re going to put them on for a bath! Think about it! How can Master wash you when you have hands and feet?”

Han Rui was really uncomfortable. She blushed and tried to run away, saying, “You guys go first, I’ll talk to you last.”

“No way.” Han Lei grabbed her. “Sister Jenny!” Han Lei called for help.

Jenny grabbed Han Rui as well, saying, “Sister Han Rui, be good, Master is so gentle.” As she spoke, the two of them dragged and pulled Han Rui into the bathroom.

Kailu and I watched from the side. I found it amusing but didn’t say anything. I felt that this house, which was originally used to hold slaves, was now filled with warmth.

Not long after, Jenny called to me, "Master, we're ready."

"Okay!" I took off my clothes and went into the bathroom, with Kailu mischievously following me in.

Upon entering, I was stunned by the scene before me. Han Rui and the other two were all handcuffed, their hands suspended from hooks in the ceiling. Their right knees, forced up, were also bound with ropes, which were also suspended high on the hooks. They could only stand on their left legs, their legs unnaturally spread wide.

"How is it, Master?" Jenny asked with a smile.

"Kailu, get away!" Han Rui, who had been shyly bowing her head, was now frightened; her position made it difficult to stop Kailu's tongue.

I stroked Kailu's large head; I knew it was obedient, so I didn't try to drive it away.

Seeing the women's absurdity, I perked up. I ran out to get a gag. I usually didn't like these instruments of torture, but today I was intrigued.

I first held the gag in front of Han Rui and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Han Rui, seeing that I was just like them, frowned and said in a coquettish voice, "I didn't expect you to be such a pervert... ugh..."

Hearing her about to mock me, before she could finish, I shoved the rubber ball into her mouth. Amidst her frantic shaking of her head and stomping of her feet in protest, I fastened a belt behind her head.

Han Rui glared at me angrily, her face flushed, then turned her head away. Her shy, angry, yet helpless expression was captivating. I roughly pinched her nipple. "Ugh...

" Han Rui cried out, turning back to glare at me fiercely. I raised an eyebrow, smiled provocatively, and kissed her cheek, which she couldn't escape.

Han Rui was helpless against me and could only stomp her feet in dissatisfaction.

I picked up another gag and faced Jenny, saying, "Darling, what do you think?"

Jenny seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time. She looked at me with rapturous eyes, "I love this moment with you, forever."

I sweetly kissed her lips and then stuffed the rubber ball into her mouth...

I picked up the last gag and walked to Han Lei, whispering, "Little darling, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Han Lei happily leaned in and kissed me, then said coquettishly, "Master, don't forget, I like electric vibrators."

I laughed and stuffed the ball into her mouth, saying, "Today I'm going to make you love it to death. Ha..."

I picked up the hot water showerhead and sprayed the three women's fair bodies indiscriminately. They were tormented by me and twisted their bodies violently. They could only helplessly whimper.

I handed the showerhead to Kailu, who was also excited. He used his big mouth to hold the showerhead and sprayed around the three women like I had. What a clever little guy.

I freed my hands and lathered their bodies with bath gel, their delicate skin becoming a sea of lubrication for me.

Han Rui, overwhelmed with shame in this group's debauchery, hung her head and closed her eyes, too ashamed to face anyone. I hugged her tightly with my own bath gel-covered body, rubbing against her tender form amidst her unavoidable shyness. Her firm yet shapely skin excited me. I stroked her buttocks, and her vulva, under my touch, released a flow of lustful fluid as smooth as the bath gel.

I turned my back to Jenny, embracing her from behind, letting her smooth abdomen and full breasts rub against my back. Jenny panted heavily as I moved, her wet vulva becoming the focus of my bath; with my teasing fingers, her lower body grew wetter and wetter.

Han Lei could no longer resist my teasing of Han Rui and Jenny; she was already soaking wet. I held her petite body and took her small, tender nipple into my mouth. Han Lei trembled; she craved my pleasure.

Looking at the three women, so thoroughly aroused by me, I felt a surge of joy. I washed away their bath soap and vaginal fluids with warm water and decided to carry them to bed.

I first lowered Han Rui's arm, but not her right leg; she balanced on one leg. I unlocked the handcuffs on one of her wrists and told her to put her hands behind her back. She frowned and hesitated. I forcefully grabbed her wrist and twisted her hands behind her back. In this position, she was powerless to resist, and her resistance was merely symbolic, so it was easy for me to handcuff her.

I lowered her legs and wiped them for her. As I wiped, her body became limp. I carried this alluring body into the room, made her lie face down on the large bed, and put shackles on her. I looped the steel chains of the shackles around the handcuffs, locking her legs behind her back so they couldn't straighten. I pushed this pretty doll onto the larger bed, making room for the other treasures.

Next was Jenny. I lowered her arms and legs, unlocked her handcuffs, and she willingly locked her hands behind her back. I wiped her with a towel and my mouth, and she moaned excitedly, her lower body becoming wet again.

Jenny was also shackled in the same way and placed on the bed.

When it was Han Lei's turn, she had been waiting for a long time. She writhed her petite body. As I wiped her, she rubbed her body against my skin, which I found irresistible. I inserted my fingers into her honeypot. She breathed excitedly, "Mmm..."

Finally, Han Lei was also shackled and placed on the bed. Looking at my masterpiece: these three alluring bodies, I'm captivated.

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