[Same-sex nudity and BDSM]

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Homosexual Nudity and Domination
Author: Unknown
I am les-m. I enjoy humiliating domination, extreme domination, being a submissive, and
outdoor exposure. I have a strong submissive streak; I was a submissive for two years in real life. My former master was my college
classmate; we lived in the same dorm. You might find this too dramatic, and even I
think so.
At the beginning of our sophomore year, our school got broadband internet, meaning we could go online in the dorm
. Many of my classmates bought computers to use in the dorm. I used my birthday as an excuse to get my dad to give
me a laptop, and I joined the dorm's online chatting group.
Before that, I felt I liked women, liked being humiliated by women, and liked being a submissive to women. At that time
, I already knew about SM and often went online to find a master and receive domination, but only on weekends
when I was at home.
On my first day online at school, I unconsciously clicked into a self-created SM chat
room on QQ. Just like that, I could receive online training even in my dorm room. I was so excited! One day, I
saw a female master looking for a slave in the chat room and started chatting with her without thinking. At the time, I felt like she
was a fake woman.
So I asked her if she was a woman, and she told me I could call her and gave me her phone
number and name! When I saw the phone number and name, I was stunned. It was our dorm's phone number,
and the name belonged to the quietest person in our dorm. I secretly glanced at her
(because we were both online in the dorm).
Her expression was calm, as if nothing had happened! I really couldn't believe it. I continued
chatting online with a classmate who was less than 5 meters away, pretending not to know them! We talked a lot, about
what kind of training methods we liked, and what kind of master or slave we hoped for.
I even filled out the SM survey she sent me online (although I'd seen it online before)
and wrote my agreement to be her sub and my online name on the "Master-Slave Contract" she sent me.
We continued chatting online for almost a month. Then one day she asked if I wanted
to do it in real life. I knew she was my classmate, so I wasn't as scared and
boldly said yes.
We agreed to meet on Saturday. She specified my clothing and accessories. I remember clearly that I
wore a red Adidas tight-fitting t-shirt, a black Nike jacket,
a black skirt, and boots. As she requested, I didn't wear underwear, only open-
crotch pantyhose. I also carried a dog leash I'd bought myself (from the pet market) in my handbag.
I arrived at our agreed-upon location (the entrance of a shopping mall) at the appointed time. I was
both excited and scared. As the time drew closer, I saw her approaching. When she saw
me wearing the clothes she had specified and a dog leash sticking out of my handbag, her expression turned surprised. She walked
over to me and asked why I was there, and if I had arranged to go shopping with a friend.
I whispered, "I'm here to wait for you." For some reason, I immediately lowered my head
. Hearing me, she calmly asked, "Did you already know that the person I was chatting with was her?"
I could sense from her tone that she was a little angry. I fearfully said, "Yes, I'm sorry!"
She didn't say anything more, just told me to follow her, so I followed her into a McDonald's on the first floor of the mall.
We chatted for a while in McDonald's. She found out how I knew it was her, and then asked if I was really willing
to do SM. I nodded firmly. She said, "Alright, since you've decided, let's go back to school
(everyone in our dorm is from Tianjin, so we all go home on weekends)." We went back to school, and
there was no one in the hallway. Suddenly
, she sternly ordered me to take off my clothes and crawl back to the dorm like a dog, putting
a dog leash I had brought with me on my head. I immediately took off all my clothes, leaving only my stockings and boots, and followed her as she crawled little by little
to our dorm. Once in the dorm, she took out the "SM Survey Form" and "Master-Slave Contract" that I had filled out online
(she had printed them out) and asked me, "Did you fill in everything that you can accept?"
I nodded, and she immediately kicked me in the breast. I immediately knelt down again and loudly said, "I'm sorry
, Master! Everything this lowly slave filled in is acceptable to this lowly slave and I am willing to accept Master's training." She took
out the "Master-Slave Contract," made me sign my real name on it, and stipulated that from that day until we graduated from university
(the day we left school, as anyone who has been to university knows), I would be her private slave.
And so I became her slave. I remember clearly that day was October 19, 2002.
That day, I signed the "Master-Slave Contract" and pressed my fingerprint. She didn't do any training that day; we just talked about SM face-to-face in the dormitory for a while. Since it was the first time for both of us to actually do 　　SM
in real life, 　　to make the training smoother later, we discussed 　　the contents of the "SM Survey Form" online. I preferred being humiliated, verbally abused, exposed outdoors, and some controlled 　　behaviors. Of course, the master sat on a chair while I knelt at her feet. We decided on our names first . In private 　　, I would call the master "Miss"; the master would call me "Bitch," " 　　Slut," or "Bitch." 　　Then we decided to rent a place outside. Of course, we weren't going to live there, because we were both from Tianjin 　　, and our parents would sometimes call the dormitory, so we would only stay there occasionally, mainly for training. Of course, 　　I would pay the rent (because my master's family wasn't well-off, while mine wasn't bad). 　　Of course, my master also made some demands on me: 　　1. I am not allowed to touch my own body without my master's consent (except for bathing), and I am not 　　allowed to have sexual intercourse;

2. Upon seeing the master, I must kneel down and kiss the master's shoes (when no one else is around);
3. When alone with the master, I must not wear any clothes unless requested by the master;
4. Under no circumstances may I wear underwear without the master's permission. Tampons
may be used during special periods. Bras are permitted, as the master says they are necessary to maintain breast shape;
5. I must follow the master to the bathroom, regardless of the time or situation (the master needs toilet paper after
using the toilet);
6. I must obey all of the master's orders under all circumstances;
7. I must not touch any part of the master's body without permission. When greeting the master, I must
not kiss the master's shoes or touch the master's feet; 8. I must keep my body clean so as not to soil the master 　　's body
during training . 　　After the master has fulfilled his requirements and signed my record, he officially accepts me as his slave! I 　　felt both excited and scared at the time. I put on my clothes and left the dormitory with my owner. We went to the supermarket and bought 　　wooden clothespins, candles, hair removal cream in the cosmetics section, and stick-shaped foods like sausages and bananas. 　　Then we went to the pet market and bought two special food bowls for dogs. 　　While buying these things, I don't know why, but I felt a sense of excitement, probably because I 　　knew these things would be used on me! As we were getting ready to go back to the dormitory, my owner asked if we wanted to 　　buy some condoms for hygiene. So we went to a sex shop. When we got to 　　the door, my owner told me to go in and buy them myself. I was scared and a little excited. 　　My owner told me I had three minutes and I had to come back, or I would have to insert the sausages I had just bought into my vagina on the street 　　. I went into the shop immediately. Inside, a 　　middle-aged woman, probably in her forties, was selling things. She asked me what I wanted to buy, and I whispered, "I want to buy condoms." 　　I felt my face burning. The woman probably noticed and very generously asked 　　if it was my first time buying something. She then recommended a few items, but I didn't hear a word she said. I grabbed two boxes, 　　paid, and was about to leave. But then she started recommending some "small toys." I 　　hadn't looked at anything when I came in. 　　Then I looked in the direction she pointed and saw a lot of things that looked like men's genitals. I 　　don't know why, but I suddenly had an urge to buy them. Based on her recommendations, I bought my first 　　dildo and my first vibrator. After buying these things, I immediately ran out of the store. I felt like 　　everyone on the street was staring at me. 　　I went to my mistress, who sternly told me I was 10 minutes late and that I could 　　decide what to do. So I followed her to a quiet alley, took out a sausage, put 　　it into a condom I had just bought, and slowly lifted my skirt. When my hand touched my vagina, I 　　found it was very wet. 　　I gently inserted the sausage, pulled down my skirt, and, I don't know how I got so bold, I 　　even kissed my master's shoes before standing up. Then, stimulated by the sausage, I 　　took the bus back to school with my master. At the pharmacy near the school gate, we bought some glycerin suppositories and medical gloves! 　　When we came out of the pharmacy, I had a very strong orgasm, feeling fluid flowing down my legs. 　　My master glanced at his watch, and we realized it was already past 1 pm, and neither of us had eaten yet 　　. So, I went with my master to a small restaurant near our school. My master ordered two dishes, a bowl of 　　rice, and a soup, and started eating. I, of course, could only watch. 　　My master told me to take the sausage out of my vagina. Right there in the restaurant, I reached under my skirt and 　　slowly pulled the sausage out, quickly removing the condom and holding it in my hand. Then, my master told me 　　to put the sausage back in my vagina, take it out, and eat it. I did so again in the restaurant, 　　saying thank you, master, and ate the sausage. I don't know why, but that sausage tasted exceptionally delicious! 　　After a while, my owner finished eating and asked the waiter to pack up the leftovers. We then walked back to the dormitory together 　　. After passing the security guard's room (there's a guard's room on the first floor of our dormitory building, where the dormitory manager works), 　　I voluntarily took off my clothes, put on the leash myself, and handed the other end of the leash to my owner with my mouth. My owner 　　took the leash and said, "You're such a lowly dog, such a filthy bitch!" 　　My owner led me back to the dormitory. Once there, my owner first tied my hands to the bed and then 　　spread my legs as wide as possible, securing them with rope. My owner then 　　took out the kind of women's shaver we use to shave our armpits, first shaving my pubic hair short, and then using hair removal cream to remove it. To be honest, 　　it really looks good without pubic hair! Hehe! 　　Then my master clipped two clips to my genitals and then to my nipples. The moment the clips 　　were on, it felt like an electric shock—it was both pleasurable and a little painful. My master untied the rope 　　, and I knelt on the ground. My master played with the clips on my nipples with his feet (my nipples are very sensitive). 　　My master asked me, "You slut, are you hungry?" I replied, "Yes, master, this slut is a little hungry. Please 　　give this slut some dog food." My master said, "Alright!" My master poured the leftovers from the restaurant 　　into the dog food bowl we had bought. Perhaps I was born with a dog's instinct; without waiting for my master's request, I 　　lay down like a dog, holding the bowl with my hands, burying my face in it, and eating with my tongue and mouth, bite by bite. 　　Seeing my performance, the mistress seemed quite satisfied and smiled. Then, she kicked the clips on my nipples 　　, and I immediately knelt at her feet. She ordered me to take off her shoes; she was wearing sneakers 　　. I used my teeth to bite the back of her shoes and, after much effort, finally managed to remove them. Then, at her 　　command, I used my teeth to remove her socks. At this point, she spat a mouthful of phlegm into my food bowl. 　　Under her tacit approval, I immediately ate the phlegm she had just spat into the bowl. Then, she...

It reached into my food bowl, used its foot to pick up some food, and then put its foot near my mouth. I understood what its owner meant,
because we had done this online before. I licked the food off its owner's feet. The owner then
took turns feeding me with its feet. After I finished eating, I licked its feet and the food bowl clean as well.
My master told me to spread my legs, inserted the dildo I'd bought that day into my hairless vagina, and made
a thong out of rope. He then fixed the vibrator to my genitals and told me to climb onto the table in our dorm (
it's right under our window; I live on the second floor).
He opened the curtains, turned on the vibrator, and told me to spread my legs and expose myself to the window.
Since there was a boys' dorm across from ours, even though it was the weekend, there were still students there.
The stimulation from this exposure, combined with the vibrator, quickly brought me to orgasm. My master wanted me to
orgasm three times, so I continued to expose my lewd genitals, still with the vibrator inserted and bound by rope.
My master would frequently play with my nipples with his feet, and this intense stimulation quickly brought me to another orgasm
. The table was already soaked with my vaginal fluid. While stimulating me, my master kept insulting me, making
me insult myself, and recording my insults and moans on a recorder (used for learning English).
After a while, I had my third orgasm.
Then my master told me to stand on the table, draw the curtains, and lick my vaginal fluid clean. Then
he took off the rope and vibrator from my genitals and led me to the toilet on our floor.
Of course, I was naked. When we got to the toilet, my master took out a glycerin suppository and told me to insert it into my anus.
Following my master's instructions, I lay prone on the toilet floor, raising my buttocks high, and inserted a suppository
into my anus. After a while, I felt the urge to relieve myself, but my master wouldn't allow it. He told me to go back to
the dormitory, get dressed, and then led me to the playground. I endured it and followed my master to the playground (
there was a patch of grass behind our playground). Only when we reached the grass did my master allow me to relieve myself.
I couldn't care less at that point. I walked into the grass, lifted my skirt, and relieved myself.
After I finished, my master told me to wipe the feces around my anus clean with my hand and then eat it. I did as he said.
After eating the feces on my hand, my first SM training session ended! My first real SM
training session ended.
I dragged my tired body, which had experienced four orgasms, back home. I took a hot shower,
put on my pajamas, and went back to my bedroom. Lying on the bed with my eyes closed, I recalled everything that had happened that day, and unconsciously,
I became wet again. Just then, my phone rang. My master had texted me, telling me to go back to
school early the next day. I drifted off to sleep, sleeping soundly and sweetly, probably because I was so tired
!
At 2 PM on Sunday afternoon, as my master had instructed, I returned to school early, cleaned my dorm room
, and inserted a banana and a sausage into my two holes. I knelt at the dorm door
waiting for my master. After a while, my master arrived, and I immediately knelt at his feet and licked his shoes.
When my master saw me kneeling at the door, a slight smile appeared on his face, but it quickly turned grim.
He kicked my breasts and loudly scolded me, "You slut, who gave you permission to wait for
me here fully clothed?" I immediately knelt back at his feet, begging for his forgiveness. He said, "Alright,
since this is your first offense, I'll forgive you this time, but you still need some punishment."
I looked at my master gratefully, awaiting his punishment. My master ordered me to take off all my clothes, stuff
the dildo we bought and a pair of stockings into a condom, and tell me to stick my butt out. He then
applied some of my Clinique hand cream around my anus. At that moment, I knew what my master was going to do.
Although I had experienced anal training with my master online, this was my first time in real life.
Having something so thick inserted into my anus was really scary. My master slowly, little by little, inserted the vibrator
. I felt my anus gradually expanding.
A slight pain slowly came over me. After about ten minutes, my master finally removed
the vibrator… It was inserted into my anus, the stockings hanging outside like a tail. My master told me to bite
the sausage that was taken out of my anus. So, my vagina was stuffed with a banana, my anus had a vibrator inserted,
and I had a sausage inside a condom in my mouth, with a little bit of my feces on the outside of the condom.
My master told me to crawl around the second-floor hallway like this. I dared not disobey my master's orders.
Naked, exposing my private parts, I slowly crawled out of the dormitory. It was
the time when students were returning to school, so there was a good chance I would be seen in my lewd state.
But this only made me feel more excited. At first, I crawled very fast, but gradually I crawled
slower and slower, as if the feeling of wanting to be seen, wanting to expose my body, wanting to expose my lewd nature
was getting stronger and stronger. But unfortunately, when I crawled back to the dormitory, no one saw me.
Hehe.
Actually, while I was thanking God, I was also a little disappointed. So, in front of others, my master and I
were like two good sisters. But when we were alone, I was a wanton, lowly bitch, and my master was
a high and mighty queen—my master!
During this time, we underwent all sorts of training. My master and I also ordered many
SM toys online. Gradually, I found that my submissiveness was getting stronger, and my sexual sensitivity was also increasing. I felt
that the more perverse and extreme the training, the more excited I became. During this time, I received training with holy water and gold,
which made me even more like a bitch. Because my master said that even dogs eat shit, I also came to like gold.
During this time, my master and I also found a house near our school, a bungalow, which
was enough.
In May 2002, my master decided to conduct a training test on me, because it happened to be May 1st.
During the long holiday, my master and I decided to go on a two-day trip. During these two days, my master planned to subject me to a
frenzied training session and a crazy exhibitionist experience (because I didn't dare to be too exposed in Tianjin, as it was my hometown and I was afraid of running into
acquaintances). I was both scared and excited!
After discussing it with our parents, we returned to our rented apartment and packed our SM tools into our backpacks.
Looking at the backpacks, I felt a sense of anticipation. We boarded the train to Chengde, and my training
began. In the train station restroom, my master put on a chastity belt with vaginal and anal plugs.
I knew this meant I would have to endure over six hours of arousal and restriction from urination. He made me
take off my bra and put on a white t-shirt, my nipples clearly exposed. Before I
put these on, my master handed me an empty bottle. I understood that he wanted me to prepare my drink
—my urine. I collected my urine in the bottle, put on all that, and followed behind my master, waiting for
the train to arrive!
After boarding the train and finding our seats, my mistress turned on the switches of the two vibrators on my chastity belt,
stimulating both my vaginas simultaneously. Then, she told me to walk around the train. As you may know,
May Day is peak tourist season in China, and the train was crowded. I moved with difficulty, slowly inching forward.
I clearly heard two men saying they saw my nipples; I wasn't wearing a bra!
I walked through four carriages. Then I received a text message from my mistress telling me to go back to
the restroom in our carriage to find her. I returned to our carriage. By then, I had already had two orgasms, and
my vaginal fluid was flowing down my thighs. When I was halfway back to our carriage, my third
orgasm came, and it was a very intense one.
I leaned weakly against the connecting section between the carriages, panting, but the two vibrators below continued
to stimulate my two holes. I persevered and walked towards the toilet where my master was. When I entered the toilet and saw my
master, I had my fourth orgasm. I knelt on the toilet floor and begged the master to turn
off the vibrators.
My master glanced at me and coldly said, "Lick the toilet bowl clean." I
looked at my master with surprise. The toilet on the train had been used by countless people, and there were obvious
traces of feces that hadn't been flushed. My master saw my hesitation and coldly said, "Lick it now!"
Under my master's command, I stuck my head into the toilet bowl and carefully licked it with my tongue. My master
smiled with satisfaction, then pressed his precious little hole against my mouth. I knew my master was going to urinate.
I opened my mouth wide, ready to receive my master's reward. Suddenly, my master's holy water gushed out, and I
drank it in large gulps.
Due to prolonged training, I could now drink every last drop of my master's holy water. After my master
finished using the toilet, I licked his genitals clean with my tongue. My master smiled with satisfaction and turned off
the switches on my two vibrators. I stood up and followed my master back to our seats. I knew my training
had just begun!
We arrived in Chengde at seven o'clock the next morning. I followed my master off the train and to the station restroom
. My master removed my chastity belt, telling me to let my vagina rest. Then we found a
taxi, found a hotel, and settled in. After entering the room, I quickly stripped off my clothes,
knelt at my master's feet, and helped him undress and shower. Then I washed myself clean.
Since we had taken an overnight train, neither my master nor I had slept all night. So I helped my master
into bed first, and then I lay down beside his bed and fell asleep too! When we woke up, it was already past 1 p.m.
My master took out an anal plug and a remote-controlled butterfly device, and told me to put them on. Then I put on a short skirt and boots, and
my master gave me a mid-length trench coat and told me to put it on.
So, I was naked from the waist up, just wearing the trench coat, and followed behind my master out of the room.
My master told me to unbutton two buttons of the trench coat, so that my breasts could be vaguely seen. We ate something first
, and then we took a taxi to the summer resort. Once inside, my master turned on the butterfly device,
and I followed my master around the resort, stimulated by the butterfly device.
Occasionally, my master would suddenly lift up my skirt or tell me to expose my breasts. I remember very clearly
one time when I had just exposed my breasts, two people walked towards us from the opposite direction. My master told me to walk past them with my breasts exposed
and turned the butterfly device to its strongest setting. I walked past with my head down, and just as I passed those two people, I
had an orgasm, and it was very intense. I had to scream and squat on the ground.
I didn't have time to pay attention to the expressions of those two people anymore. Later, my master told me that they stared at me
for a long time before leaving. My first public exposure was completed so excitingly. I was so excited, and my master was also very
pleased with my performance. To reward me, my master turned off the butterfly. My master and I continued
walking towards a less crowded area. When we reached the innermost part of the villa, where there was a tower,
my master suddenly told me to lift my skirt, remove the butterfly, and unbutton all the buttons on my trench coat. I did as
my master instructed, lifting my skirt and removing the butterfly, revealing my anus plug and breasts. Then, my master
immediately took off my trench coat, leaving my entire body exposed, still holding
the butterfly I had just removed from my anus. My master put a dog leash on me, led me to the back of the tower, and
ordered me to urinate.
I crawled on the ground like a dog, lifting my left leg and urinating like a dog. As the urine
flowed from my genitals, I felt like a truly despicable dog, a filthy, obscene
bitch, urinating naked like a dog in broad daylight at a tourist resort. After urinating,
my master made me put on clothes and a butterfly pendant, and then followed me out of the summer resort. We bought some
food outside.
Back at the hotel, I immediately stripped naked and knelt at my master's feet. My master took
off his shoes, saying his feet were tired. I immediately took his feet in my hands and massaged them with my mouth and hands. My master was very pleased.
While watching TV and enjoying my service, my master kicked my left breast with his foot. I knew he
needed to urinate, so I lay on the ground and let him sit on my face, aligning his precious little hole with my lewd
mouth to receive his reward.
After he finished, I snuggled up to him and watched TV together. About an hour later
, he checked his watch and it was almost six o'clock. He then told me to take my food bowl to the bathroom. I knew
he was going to prepare dinner for me. I picked up my bowl and crawled into the bathroom. I saw him sitting on the toilet. After a while,
he stood up, and I obediently licked his anus clean with my tongue, even inserting my tongue into his buttocks
to carefully clean him.
Then he took out the food we had bought and poured some into my bowl. I also took
some of his "gold" from the toilet and mixed it with the food. This was my dinner with him
. I ate my dinner while crawling on the ground, just like before! After dinner, I rested with my master for a while. Then, my master
told me to stand up and tied my breasts with rope.
He also put a rope-bound thong on me, inserted a vibrator into my vagina, gave
me an enema, and inserted another vibrator into my anus, securing it with the rope-bound underwear. Then, my master took
out nipple clamps and clipped them to my nipples, put a collar on me, and told me to put on boots and a trench coat before taking me outside
.
The May evening was still a little chilly, but the
contrast between the heat inside my body and the coolness outside was striking. I followed my master—actually, he led me—slowly onto the street. Behind me, he
slowly lifted my trench coat, telling me to unbutton a few buttons in the front to expose my bound
breasts. And so, my master and I walked through the streets of Chengde, our bodies exposed and bound.
My master called this "walking the dog," but I knew I had to have the nipple clamps, vibrator
, and ropes removed from my body before returning to the hotel. A stranger would be the one to untie all of this, because
my master and I had done all of this online before. I vaguely sensed I might have to do it today,
but without my master's orders, I dared not do anything. I could only follow behind him, enduring
the stimulation of the two vibrators below.
Around 10 pm, my master led me to a relatively quiet street and told me
I had to find someone within 10 minutes to untie the clamps and ropes from my breasts, or I would have to take off
my coat and crawl back to the hotel. After receiving my master's order, I immediately looked around for
someone who could untie my upper body. My master followed me about 5 or 6 meters away.
Just then, a woman in her 30s rode a bicycle across the street.
Without thinking, I walked towards her. The woman saw me, stopped her bicycle, and asked what I needed
. I lowered my head and said in a voice so soft I could barely hear myself, "Could you do me a favor?" The woman seemed
not to hear me, looking at me with a questioning gaze.
I unbuttoned my trench coat, revealing my bound breasts and nipples clamped in place.
The woman's face lit up with surprise when she saw this. I then said to her, "
Could you please remove the ropes and clamps for me?" She hesitated for a moment, then untied the ropes without saying anything.
As she untied them, she asked, "Why are you like this?"
As she removed the clamps from my nipples, I told her, "I am my master's slutty, lowly bitch,
and I am being disciplined by my master!" The woman's initial expression of surprise quickly turned to contempt.
She disdainfully got on her bike and rode away!
I returned to my master's side. He smiled at me with satisfaction and turned on the two vibrators below me
. He told me that I needed to find someone to remove the ropes and vibrators before I climaxed, otherwise I would have to
masturbate naked in the street and have three orgasms. My vagina had been constantly stimulated by the vibrators, and
as soon as they were turned on, I felt an urge to climax.
So I immediately went to find someone else to relieve me. This time I wasn't as lucky as before.
I searched for a while but couldn't find anyone. However, I couldn't resist the stimulation of the vibrators any longer, and I climaxed!
I knew I was about to be punished, so I went to my master's side and knelt at his feet in the street, begging for
his forgiveness. My master coldly said, "You lowly dog, since you know you're wrong,
punish yourself as I just said!"
I hesitated for a moment, but my master kicked the vibrator inserted into my vagina. I dared not beg for my master
's forgiveness anymore. I took off my trench coat in the street, and my master untied my underwear. I lay on the ground and
frantically thrust the vibrator into my vagina. When I had an orgasm, I realized that my master was not
beside me. Instead, several unfamiliar men and passersby were standing around me,
pointing and insulting me.
The pleasure of being insulted, combined with the stimulation of the vibrator, quickly brought me to my second orgasm. At that moment,
a man who had been watching my performance walked behind me and forcefully thrust
the vibrator, which was inserted into my anus and vagina. Under his almost brutal, frenzied thrusting, and with so many people watching, I experienced
an extremely intense orgasm. I lost control of my bladder, and urine flowed involuntarily.
As soon as this orgasm subsided, I didn't care about anything else, not even having time to ask the
man for the vibrator back. I stood up and, with my last bit of strength, naked, rushed out of sight, searching everywhere
for my master. When I reached a large intersection, I saw my master. She put her coat on me and
asked if I enjoyed it. I was speechless.
My master was satisfied with my obedience, but she was very angry because my third orgasm had
come with the help of a man, and I had lost both vibrators. She told me she would punish me
, but she hadn't decided on the punishment yet; she would tell me later!
So my host and I walked towards the hotel, and halfway there my host saw one of the earliest types of public [hotels/trains].
In the communal restroom, my master ordered me to strip naked, crawl into the men's restroom,
and lick up a mouthful of water from a urinal. I knew this was my punishment.
So I took off my overcoat, crawled into the men's restroom, and thankfully, no one was there. I quickly found
the urinals, but I was stunned. Several
large buckets filled with men's urine were lined up side by side. I found a relatively small bucket, licked the inside and
outside with my tongue, then stuck my head into the bucket, filled my mouth with urine, and crawled out.
My master saw that my hair was wet and liquid was dripping down, and that I had something in my mouth. He ordered me
to drink it. I drank the urine, and my master put my overcoat back on and took me back to the hotel.
Upon entering the room, my mistress told me to take a shower. After I finished, she sat down beside me, and I nestled in her
arms. She was very satisfied with my performance that day and allowed me to lick her precious vulva. I happily
buried my head between her legs, greedily sucking.
At the same time, I was also masturbating myself. We both reached orgasm simultaneously, and I
fell asleep exhausted on the bed. The next day, we left Chengde and boarded the train back to Tianjin. This trip
was exhausting but also incredibly exciting. My mistress was very satisfied with her training of me, and from then on, our relationship
seemed even closer, and my status improved!

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