Female Slave Kingdom 15

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Ah Xuan and I agreed to go to the women's market this morning to buy a few female pets. Although I
already have , I've saved some money this year and haven't had any other expenses, so I'd like to add one or two more.
I'm getting a little tired of these two; the house doesn't feel lively enough, lacking a bit of fun. Ah Xuan only has one
female pet, and he's been wanting to buy a new one for a while. He even said he'd spend more money this time to buy a better one, a second-class
or even first-class one. He only has a third-class one, and he feels embarrassed in front of his friends.

The women's market is open all day every Saturday and Sunday, and I heard a new batch arrived this week. We agreed to go early
so we could pick out some good pets. In the morning, I told my two female pets at home—Da Feng and Er Feng—to prepare breakfast early.

The two slaves busied themselves in the kitchen while I sat on the sofa watching TV. The TV was broadcasting
news about the preparations for the 9,990th National Day celebrations of the "Slave Kingdom," reporting on
the achievements of the National Women's Training Institute in women's education and discipline, showcasing a spectacular song and dance performance by female slaves for the National Day celebrations, and speeches prepared by members of parliament.
These kinds of programs have been airing non-stop these days, and it's getting a bit tiresome. I switched to the women's channel, the highest-
rated channel, popular with men. They were currently showing "Slave Play Anecdotes," where the host, leading
two female slaves, humorously recounted anecdotes collected from various places about men training their women,
even using the two female slaves beside him to imitate them, making me burst into laughter. This host's "Slave Taming Techniques" program
was also very popular.

Just then, Erfeng entered the living room and knelt before me:

"Master, dinner is ready, please eat."

"Okay!" I got up and went to the dining room.

Entering the dining room, I was greeted by the aroma of food. The table was already set with food and utensils. As
usual was already kneeling naked beside the dining table, using her back as a makeshift stool for me, waiting for me to sit down and eat.
Er Feng took off the scarf she wore while cooking and also knelt naked beside the table to serve me. When there were no guests at home, the women
were generally naked. They only wore chastity belts that covered their breasts and genitals when receiving guests; this was
a generally accepted rule and courtesy in the kingdom of female slaves.

I sat on the stool, and Er Feng busied herself serving me rice and vegetables. Then she quietly knelt beside me to serve me.

Er Feng was a second-class product I bought last year. She was slender, with an oval face and rosy skin; she was very beautiful.
Sometimes I would jokingly call her a vixen, and she was very lively, talkative, and charming. Her moans in bed were also very pleasant. However,
she was also the one who received the most punishments and beatings; if she didn't get a whipping every three days, her body would itch. Da Feng was the first woman I bought; she was a
third-class product. At that time, I had just started working and hadn't saved much money, so I couldn't afford a better one. However, Da Feng was fairly
fair-skinned, with a plump and fleshy body, and excellent stamina. When I bought her at the women's market, her stamina was
rated , which is why I chose her at first sight, paid for her, and brought her home.
She was indeed a very good sex bench and mount. Sitting on her or riding her felt very comfortable in my crotch;
she was soft and warm, and could lie motionless on the ground for half a day. However
, when I first bought her, since she was the only female in the house, she had to serve me in addition to being my sex bench. Since I bought
Er Feng, Da Feng has basically become my dedicated sex bench, occasionally helping Er Feng with other things.

Er Feng, that slave, always looked down on Da Feng, and for this, she suffered a lot of beatings from me: whips, boards, kneeling punishments, standing punishments,
binding hanging punishments, slapping, crawling on a washboard—I had to change the way I disciplined her, otherwise she wouldn't behave. One night, I deliberately made her
act as a "meat stool," sitting on her back to watch TV. The eldest sister knelt behind me, her full breasts resting against my back, serving as
my chair back. Before the movie on TV was even finished, the second sister under my buttocks started swaying slightly. I asked the eldest sister
,

"What are the rules for acting as a meat stool?"

"Replying to you, sir," the eldest sister replied, "acting as a meat stool is one of the basic skills for a woman serving her master. Women must practice
diligently , cultivate endurance, and become a qualified and comfortable meat stool for their master. When the master needs a meat stool, the woman
should be naked, clean, not avoiding the cold in winter or the heat in summer, on all fours, with her back straight, inviting the master to sit down.
When the master sits on the woman, the woman must remain calm, quiet, still, and undisturbed..." The eldest sister fluently recited
the meat stool section of the "Rules for Women Serving Their Masters."

"Stop. Did Erfeng do a good job?"

"Reporting to you, Master: Erfeng did not do a good job. Her body was not calm and still, and she should be punished."

I had Dafeng bring the whip, ordered Erfeng to lie face down with her buttocks raised high, and whipped her hard.
I then had Dafeng train her to be a "meat bench." Dafeng patiently demonstrated for her, then moved a heavy object to place on her back,
put a bowl of water on top of the object, and stood beside her to supervise her. Whenever the water in the bowl stirred, she would whip her. Erfeng
was thoroughly disciplined and understood that being a good "meat bench" was not easy. From then on,
she respected Dafeng much more.

However, I liked Erfeng the most. Erfeng was very smart, very skilled in bed, and good at contracting her vagina and moaning.
When I penetrated her, her body wrapped my glans very comfortably, both lubricated and tight. She was also a good cook, so
she was considered second-class in the women's market.

Having two women at home got a bit boring after a while. Furthermore, the laws of the Slave Kingdom stipulate that a man can purchase and own
a maximum of six female slaves. In recent years, due to a particularly large surplus of female slaves, many
excellent women who were originally first-class have become second-class because they are over 25 years old; those who were second-class have become third-
class because they are over 30; and those who were third-class have become waste because they are over 35 and have not yet been sold, causing a great waste. Therefore,
last year the parliament amended the law to allow a man to own a maximum of nine female slaves.

However, because the wages of citizens in the Slave Kingdom are fixed and divided into nine grades, and a planned economy based on a utopian
society , it takes a year's wages to buy a female slave of a good grade
. The supply of female slaves still exceeds the demand. Even a citizen like me with a grade 5 wage would need to save for a year to buy a first-class female slave.

This weekend, a new batch of goods was produced, freshly trained and mass-produced from the "National Women's Embroidery Institute."
Half of them
whose production was delayed due to unsatisfactory training results. There were a total of 100,000 horses, of which 1,000 were allocated locally.

This time, I plan to buy two second-grade horses or one first-grade and one second-grade; that's all the money I have.

After dinner, Erfeng handed me tea and lit a cigarette. Looking at my watch, there was still a quarter of an hour until the time I had agreed upon with Axuan
. While smoking, I stroked the buttocks of Dafeng, who was sitting down, and said:

"Dafeng, you shall clean the dishes today."

"Yes, Master, I will clean the dishes." Dafeng remained motionless as I sat on the meat stool.

I waved for Erfeng to come closer. Erfeng crawled over, and I grabbed one of her breasts, saying, "Your task
this afternoon is to tidy up your room and make room for a floor bed."

"Ah! Master, are you going to put the new female slave in my room? My room isn't big, why not put her in
Eldest Sister 's room?"

I raised my hand and gave Erfeng a light slap:

"You little brat, your room is small, but it's full of clutter. Tidy it all up!"

Erfeng rubbed her face:

"Master, how is it clutter? It's all the slave ornaments and cosmetics you gave me! And
the toys you gave me. Master, could you buy me some more things this afternoon? Buy me a new collar,
the two I have are old."

"You just love new things! Look at Eldest Sister, she never pesters me to buy her anything. She's happy when I buy her something, and she
just endures it when I don't."

"That's because Eldest Sister doesn't like new things, she only likes old things, hehe!" Erfeng said playfully.

"Water!"

Erfeng brought the teacup to my lips. I took a sip and said,

"Who said Dafeng didn't like the last time I took her to the market? She stared at the red chastity belt in the shop window
for a long time, but didn't say she wanted to buy it. As soon as I pulled her necklace, she obediently left with me. Unlike
you, you refuse to move when you see something on the market. I couldn't even pull your necklace. Last time, you even dared to grab
your collar and chain and fight with me! You forced me to punish you in public, making everyone laugh at my poor upbringing!"

"Oh dear, Master, didn't you punish me? You haven't taken me out for three months!"

"My Dafeng is so obedient!" I lifted my legs and straddled Dafeng's back, changing from a sitting to a riding position. Riding
Dafeng, I reached out and touched Dafeng's sagging breasts.

"Dafeng, do you still want that chastity belt? I'll buy it for you today."

"Master! You're so kind! You love me so much. I shouldn't have been so greedy, and you even noticed! Women shouldn't be
greedy for things; serving their master is a woman's duty! I was wrong!" Dafeng said, moved.

"Look how obedient my Dafeng is! It wasn't for nothing that I trained you for three years." As I spoke, I reached back and stroked Dafeng's buttocks,
then casually touched her vulva, which was wet with lustful fluid.

"Master, then take me out with you later. You haven't taken me out for three months!" Erfeng
exclaimed .

I ignored her, checked my watch, and saw that it was getting late, so I stood up. I beckoned Erfeng to take
a collar and chain from the women's clothing rack on the wall and put it on her. Erfeng said happily,

"Master, are you really taking me?" She then hurriedly went to get her chastity belt.

Collars, necklaces, and chastity belts with attached nipples are essential attire for women when accompanying their male owners. These items
are all made of metal. Collars are worn around the woman's neck; some are thin, others as wide as a collar. Necklaces
are long, like dog leashes, ranging from three to five meters in length, one end attached to the collar and the other held by the owner. The chastity belt, like a thong
, secures the woman's genitals, with two chains extending from the crotch to secure the thighs, allowing for
a graceful, shuffling gait. Two thin chains on either side of the chastity belt's waistband connect to a metal
bra. The chastity belt and bra together are called a chastity belt with attached nipples. The chastity belt has no visible locks; instead, it uses electronic hidden locks with
fingerprint recognition technology, unlocking only with the owner's finger. At the pubic area, the chastity belt has a circular
or oval cover containing a hidden electronic sensor; a touch of the owner's finger there
unlocks the chastity belt. The metal bras also have electronic lock sensors on the nipple area; a simple touch
unlocks the bra and opens the straps connecting the cleavage. When a woman is locked at home, she may wear only a chastity belt
without a bra. When going out or receiving guests, she must wear the full chastity belt. When out, women often carry a leather whip at a slant,
for their master to discipline and punish them at any time. Women are not allowed to go out without a male master's escort; otherwise, they will be arrested by
the police , taken to the slave training bureau of the brothel for severe punishment, and their male master will be fined a large sum. Therefore,
women at home must wear chains and locks when men are out; this is the kingdom's law. Women who go out with their masters must also
wear a full set of women's attire.

Da Feng and Er Feng each have two or three sets of women's attire; Er Feng's is the newest and most beautiful because I often take
Er Feng out, while Da Feng goes out less often.

But this time I didn't want to bring a slave, so I ignored Erfeng's request. After she put on her collar and necklace,
I led her into her room and chained her to the slave post in the center of the room. The chain was long enough for her
to move freely in her room.

"Clean the room properly this afternoon! Ten lashes for every spot that's not neat!"

"Ah, Master!" Erfeng pouted, smoothing the chain on her chest. She looked at me resentfully, still holding
the chastity belt in her hand.

"What are you looking at? Put on your chastity belt now."

According to the rules of the female slave kingdom, when the master goes out, the women in the house must not only be locked and tied to the slave post,
but also wear chastity belts. They can only be removed when the master returns, leaving them naked.
However, slaves locked in the house can not wear metal bras, and their necklaces can be longer, allowing them to do housework within a designated area
or practice various skills to serve their master.

Erfeng, this little rascal, stood there unwillingly, not moving an inch. Seeing me grab the whip to lash her,
she hurriedly put on her chastity belt and stood obediently.

Alas! I spoiled her when I first bought her. Plus, with only two female slaves in the house, I pampered her
too much . If I add more female slaves, she won't be so affectionate and playful anymore.

I whipped her hard, and she cried out, quickly starting to tidy the room.

I returned to Da Feng's side; she remained obediently lying on the ground like a stool, not getting up without my command
. I gently kicked her buttocks:

"Da Feng, get up and serve Master as he leaves."

"Yes, Master!"

Da Feng got up, draped clothes over me, changed my shoes, and took my bag. Then she knelt to see me off. I

rarely locked Da Feng when I left home, only putting a chastity belt on her, because this slave was very obedient. Although according to
the rules of the female slave kingdom, when the master goes out, all female slaves in the house should be locked up and tied to the slave post, I was very lenient with the honest Da Feng
and rarely locked her up. Although it violates the regulations, it's fine as long as no one finds out. (Da Fengnu)
She deeply felt her master's extraordinary pity. Although she wasn't locked up, she never ran around or caused trouble, staying only in her own slave quarters.
Following the "Rules for Female Slaves Serving Their Masters," she was told, "When the master is present, serve him wholeheartedly; when the master is absent, diligently practice
your female skills." Da Feng had always hoped that, besides being her master's mount and flesh bench, she could
serve . Recently, she had been diligently practicing
oral sex. I noticed that the electronic dildo in her room had turned white from being licked so much. This was a female toy I had bought for her a month ago, used to practice her oral sex skills.

When Da Feng knelt at the door to see me off, I told her, "Go and eat the master's leftovers."

Da Feng kowtowed gratefully, "Thank you, master! Thank you, master!"

In the kingdom of female slaves, women were only allowed to eat specially prepared female slave food, not men's food. Slave
food is nutritionally complete, ensuring women have the strength, stamina, and suppleness needed to serve men, preventing them from becoming overweight
or too thin. It also keeps their skin fair and smooth, pleasing to the eye and touch, and
has anti-aging and beautifying effects. Most importantly, slave food is only eaten once a day in the morning,
like a compressed biscuit, finishing in a minute. No more food is needed at noon or in the evening, ensuring women have ample time
to serve their masters. However, slave food is bland, soft like a boiled egg, and contains
concentrated water, commonly known as "water egg." No further water is needed afterward, as women's metabolism is primarily through
sweat, so they rarely need to urinate or defecate. While women have weak explosive power, they possess great resilience and endurance.
Dafeng excels in this aspect. To ensure women's beauty, health, and ability to serve men well, the laws of the female slave
kingdom women are only allowed to eat slave food.

However, slave food is very bland. Some masters occasionally reward their favorite female slaves at home with a little bit of male food, which
they eat soaked in water to satisfy their cravings. Women's teeth are very soft, making it difficult for them to bite men's food; they need to soak it in water before eating. Their soft
teeth also make it easier for them to perform oral sex on men. Because I rarely took Dafeng out to play, and rarely let her serve me in bed, yet
she behaved very well—when Erfeng served me in bed, she would obediently kneel by the bedside to serve or help without
complaint—I rewarded her with leftovers several times as compensation. But I never rewarded Erfeng.

Erfeng heard my words in her room and cried out again, "Master, may I have some?"

I ignored Erfeng, closed the door, and went downstairs to find Axuan.

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