Dolphin Yoko

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My name is Yoko, a 37-year-old married woman. To put it nicely, I'm a married woman. Since our marriage, I've been under the sway of my husband, who runs a real estate business, for over ten years now. I've been reduced to a lowly, wanton slut.

Although we're husband and wife, we haven't had proper sex for several years. He has a 24-year-old mistress named Saki, so there's no need for him to have sex with a slut like me. Saki and my husband are inseparable from each other at home, while I, as his wife, live a miserable life like a slut, constantly mired in extreme humiliation and jealousy. Looking back, I realize I've already taken the first step into true hell.

My husband and Saki treat me like livestock. I must always be naked in their presence and be used like a slave. I, the wife, must humiliatingly serve my husband's mistress, who is ten years younger than me.

The worst part is being used as a cleaning slave after sex. While the two were having sex, I had to wait in the next room, separated by a partition door, on all fours. Needless to say, I was completely naked. The irritating panting of Saki next door and the lewd "whoosh" sounds of her licking her husband's penis reached my ears whether I wanted to or not. In this most humiliating moment, imagining my husband and lover's intense lovemaking in the next room, my vaginal fluid would uncontrollably gush out, dripping onto the tatami mat. Although I involuntarily wanted to insert my fingers into my vagina, masturbating without my master's permission would be severely punished. Therefore, despite being driven mad by lust, my vagina and clitoris spasming uncontrollably, I had to miserably kneel and crawl on the floor, continuing to wait for my husband and Saki's intense intercourse to end.

Soon, I heard clapping from the next room, my husband's signal to come over. I opened the partition door and timidly crawled to them. Saki was lovingly licking her husband's penis clean with her tongue. Saki looked at me contemptuously and weakly opened her legs. I buried my face between Saki's open thighs and began cleaning her already glistening genitals, soaked with love juice and semen, with my tongue. I had to insert my tongue into Saki's genitals to suck out and swallow the accumulated semen. I often cried with humiliation because my husband had to clean his lover's genitals with his tongue after sex.

"Hehehe, this sow's cunt is soaking wet!" Saki said mischievously.

"Next up, we should severely punish this lewd sow!" My husband especially enjoyed watching Saki punish me.

"Hehehe??? Today we're going to give this hateful slut's cunt a good scalding. Please don't move your cunt." I lay back in front of Saki, holding my ankles with both hands, forming an M-shape with my legs, shamefully exposing my cunt. Saki held a large, lit candle, a cruel smile playing on her lips. Then, a drop of wax was flicked onto the thigh I was clinging to.

"Ah—"

The unimaginable heat made me let out a agonizing scream. Low-temperature candles were never used to punish a slut.

"Come here and hold her tight, don't let her escape!"

Saki begged her husband to grab my knees from behind, spreading my legs wide and holding them in place, widening the M-shape even further, feeling as if I were being torn apart.

This scorching hell, where death seemed imminent, made me scream wildly in my husband's arms, and I came to understand Saki's cruelty even more deeply. Finally, countless drops of scalding wax dripped onto my clitoris, and I fainted amidst piercing screams.

I endured these days of torture at the hands of Saki and her husband. Finally, Saki became pregnant, and my fate changed drastically because of her pregnancy, truly setting me on the path to hell.

Upon learning of Saki's pregnancy, her husband was overjoyed.

"But I hate raising children with 'pigs' (wolves)."

Because of Saki's words, my husband sold me to a low-class brothel that catered to 'pigs.'

I was taken to the brothel by a man called a "pig pimp." On the street where the brothel was located, there were filthy pubs and small strip clubs, and drunken vagrants gathered in the city's garbage dump 24 hours a day. To let everyone know that this was the lowest of brothels, a small sign hung at the entrance, swaying in the wind. It had advertisements scribbled in red paint to attract customers:

"Pigs only, 500 yen per session, vaginal and anal!"

When I saw this conspicuous sign, I began to tremble with shame and fear. The final moment of depravity had finally arrived, and tears streamed down my face.

After entering the dormitory, I could hardly believe the horror I saw. This was a large room, divided into several wooden cages like prison cells by wooden latticework. Inside were about ten naked women, and several men were peering through the latticework, taunting the women with vulgar language while scouting for their favorite "pigs." What horrified me even more was the women's utterly miserable state. Their labia were pierced with rings, and two thin chains branched off from the chains wrapped around their waists, connecting to these rings. These chains were then tightened, permanently stretching their shaved genitals open, leaving their genitals constantly exposed. Even more terrifying was that the names of the "pigs" were tattooed in black ink directly above their genitals:

"Pig Sayoko," "Pig Kumiko," "Pig Kaori"... After learning about this place, I felt utter despair and terror; my body trembled uncontrollably. The women who entered here were no longer treated as human beings. Soon after, my labia were also pierced with rings that same day. As proof that I could never return to being a normal woman, I was tattooed with the words "Female Pig Yoko" as I cried out in pain. My hairless mons pubis was forever etched with the mark of a female pig in black ink. Next, a chain, which I was never allowed to remove, was fitted to the ring around my labia, and my genitals were forever exposed. From that moment on, I would begin the lowest of the low, the life of a female pig prostitute.

The work of a female pig prostitute is true hell on earth. To humiliatingly sell one's body for 500 yuan to men as filthy as vagrants is unbearable even for a body reduced to that of a female pig. But under the strict regulations, we had no time to consider anything else. The published rule was that we had to serve at least 30 clients a day. If we female pigs served one client every 30 minutes, we would need to work continuously for 15 hours a day without rest to reach the requirement of 30 clients a day, at 500 yuan per client. If a female slave hadn't finished her task by 10 PM, she would be driven outside, naked and untouched, just as she had inside, to continue soliciting customers. The females would endure the curious and disdainful stares of men and women passing by on the sidewalk, exposing their genitals in lewd poses to attract clients—a truly horrific humiliation.

Because of the strict rules, the competition among the female slaves for customers was fierce. Through the wooden lattice, men could see some female slaves with their thighs wide open, displaying their vulvas. Others were on all fours, swaying their buttocks and emitting sweet moans—a desperate attempt to attract customers. Afraid of losing to them, I also lay on the ground, exposing my buttocks, swaying seductively to entice young men.

"Hey! Big brother, want to see my asshole? Vagina or asshole, it's up to you, let's sleep together!" Once the guest accepted the invitation, she immediately led him into a small room of only 3 tatami mats, hurriedly pulled down his pants, tightly grabbed his penis, and put it in her mouth, rapidly licking and sucking it with her tongue while quickly stroking it with her hand. This was to make the guest's penis erect quickly so she could insert it as soon as possible to complete her daily quota.

"Ah...ah...faster!"

While screaming internally, I bent down and sucked the man's penis tightly. After finally squeezing out the semen, I quickly picked up the 500-yen coin lying on the tatami mat, went to the corner of the room, stepped over a bucket of water that had been prepared beforehand, and quickly washed my soiled genitals. After a hasty wash, without resting, I immediately ran back to the wooden cage and continued to wiggle my hips to lure the next customer. This process was repeated again and again.

Every night, as 10 pm approached, the pitiful sobs of the unsuccessful "pigs" could be heard.

This was my situation after being sold to the lowest-class brothel. Turned into a "pig," I had no rest every day to complete my tasks, my genitals and anus subjected to the arbitrary entry and exit of men, day after day, year after year, continuing this hellish physical labor.

Finally, one day, a "pig" could no longer endure such hardship and hanged herself. It was a young "pig" named Miyuki, who I heard had once been a young lady from a wealthy family. I don't know why I fell into such a hellish state, ending up with such a tragic fate. The body of Miyuki, the "female pig," was naked, her hands and feet bound, and carried out of the dormitory by the men like an animal, using a wooden stick. Even after death, her labia were still pierced by chains, her genitals exposed, and the pitiful posture of being bound and carried away like livestock made me realize once again that my fate was even less than that of livestock. Therefore, thinking that I didn't know when I would be freed from such a miserable state, tears streamed down my face again.

[The End]

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