Pepe's Exposed Experience

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1. First Exposure:
"Oh no! People will see me!" Right now, I'm only wearing my underwear.
My name is Pei Pei, a Form 5 student, average build and looks. I'm with my boyfriend, who's four years older than me; he's a driver.
My boyfriend is very lecherous, constantly touching me, but he never actually penetrates me. Today, he drove to my school to pick me up around 4 or 5 pm.
After I got in his car, he drove to an open-air parking lot and parked near the restrooms. Then he started sucking on me, getting me really high. Then he started playing with my nipples, making me scream loudly. Soon after, he unhooked my bra and took off my PE shirt.
At that moment, I realized that if someone outside looked in, they would see my naked upper body. I immediately told him to stop, but he ignored me and continued sucking on my nipples.
At that moment, I lost all ability to resist, letting him remove my clothes until I was completely naked. He then told me to get out of the car. I was incredibly nervous because I was in a large parking lot, completely naked, without even shoes, and he wanted me to follow him.
After he led me to the disabled restroom stall, he left the door open and started kissing me. Anyone coming into the restroom would definitely see my naked body. I could feel that I was already very wet down there. He inserted his middle finger into me, and I moaned loudly.
"Ah~~ah~~ah~~ah~~uh~~good~~ah~~I'll~~be~~seen~~by~~people~~"
He played with me like this for fifteen minutes until he was done, and I had orgasmed three or four times. Then he pulled me into one of the men's stalls and told me to wait inside. I roughly guessed that he wanted me to walk past other men, but I didn't resist because I was already aroused. I even deliberately kept playing with my clitoris, making myself wet down to my thighs.
After what seemed like a long time, I finally heard voices. It was two older men, their voices very hoarse.
My boyfriend was outside shouting my name, "Peipei! Let's go!"
I walked out of the toilet stall completely naked. My face was as red as an apple, because every inch of my skin had been seen, and I was incredibly ashamed. Afterwards, I ran back to the car, and my boyfriend had already filmed my lewd act on his cell phone.
He told me he wanted me to do something even more lewd, and I said to him, "I'll only think about it if you tell me."
Apparently, he wanted me to face the cell phone camera, introduce myself outside the car, and then walk to the men's restroom entrance, waiting for those two men to voyeurize me again. He would also upload the video online, letting everyone watch my lewd behavior.
I didn't care about anything else; I just wanted to be voyeurized, so I agreed.
When the two men came out, they said, "Miss! Are you sick? Walking out of the men's restroom naked, and then standing naked outside the door, do you want to be raped, or…?"
When I heard them say they wanted to rape me, I immediately ran back to the car out of fear, and my boyfriend drove off right away. But my boyfriend made me face the camera and recount the conversation between the two men and my feelings.
I did as he said. The two men said, "Do I have a problem? I walked out naked from the men's restroom and stood naked outside the door, asking if I wanted to be raped by them. My feeling was that I was extremely ashamed, as if everyone had seen me. You know, a girl's body is very precious and should not be seen by strangers, but now it was being viewed by everyone. Although I was ashamed, I liked it!"
After I finished speaking, my boyfriend let me put my clothes back on. That was my first experience of exposure. 2. Exposure for one hour and fifteen minutes.
That shameful act made me feel like I needed to be penetrated when I was alone at night. So I found a plush toy by the bed and played with my clitoris. Before I knew it, I was completely naked on the bed, and even the plush toy I was playing with was wet, but I was still not satisfied. It was already 3 a.m., and living in a public housing unit, I thought that going to the elevator lobby on my floor to continue masturbating might be more satisfying. So I took my key and a plush toy and went outside. I put the key under the carpet outside the door, and with only the plush toy in hand, I walked naked to the elevator lobby to continue playing with myself. But strangely, I started to crave someone seeing my lewd behavior, but at 3 a.m., who would be around? Besides, if it was a resident of this floor, they would know who I was. So I went up to the ninth floor. Why the ninth floor? Because the elevator in my building only stops every three floors, and I wanted the people in the elevator to know that there was a lewd girl like me there. After reaching the ninth floor, I went to the elevator lobby to continue masturbating. The feeling of shame began to fade, and I became bolder and pressed the elevator button. I found a spot where people could see my lewd body as soon as they stepped out of the elevator. When the elevator started to come up, I closed my eyes, put down the plush toy, and continued masturbating with my fingers. At that moment, I sat on the floor, my legs spread wide in an "M" shape. With one hand, I parted my vulva and played with my clitoris, while the other hand rapidly manipulated my own vulva. I moaned lewdly, fantasizing that someone was watching my obscene behavior, naturally crying out, "Come on~~~! Look at my vulva~~~! Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ You can play with me with your hands~~ I don't mind~~ Ah~~!" The sound of the elevator doors about to open brought me back to reality. Opening my eyes, I saw a young man about my age, staring blankly at my face, slowly looking at my body and vulva. Completely naked, I froze for a moment, quite certain that he had seen me naked. At that moment, all I wanted to do was run away, so I rushed into the closing elevator. Only then did I realize my decision was wrong. It wasn't that there was someone in the elevator, nor that the elevator was going up; it was because I had entered the elevator completely naked, and the color closed-circuit television inside would have filmed my naked body. But since I was already inside, there was no way around it. I pressed my floor button and took the elevator back. As I stepped out of the elevator, I couldn't bear to think about what had just happened. I had been completely naked, oraling a man, and he had seen not only my body but even the color of my genitals. I felt incredibly ashamed. If anyone knew I lived in that apartment, it wouldn't just be shameful, it would be utterly humiliating. Strangely, however, while being spied on, I also felt a strange pleasure in the humiliation. At that moment, I didn't want to go home; instead, I wanted to satisfy my lust. The plush toy was still on the ninth floor, and I decided to get it back. I went up to the ninth floor again, but the plush toy wasn't in the elevator lobby. Instead, it was outside an apartment door. I guessed the young man had done it intentionally; the wooden door probably wasn't closed, maybe even the metal gate was open. I could be dragged in and raped. But I had to get it back. So, timidly and quietly, I went to retrieve the plush toy. But all the doors were closed. I picked up the plush toy, and just as I was about to walk back down the stairs, I saw a hand holding a digital camera inside the iron gate of a house behind me. Someone had photographed me as I retrieved the toy. But there was nothing I could do, since I was completely naked. I just pretended nothing had happened. Anyway, the photos my boyfriend had taken of me outside the public restroom that evening were already circulating online. Since I have a habit of visiting adult websites, I'd already seen them myself. Compared to that, it was nothing. I even deliberately lingered in front of the camera for a full thirty seconds. During those thirty seconds, I opened my vagina and exposed my clitoris, so I'm sure my entire vagina was photographed before I left.

When I reached the stairs, I sat on the landing, closed my eyes, and masturbated, thinking about my lewd and shameless behavior. I moaned loudly, "Ah~~ya~~ah
... I got home and checked the clock; it was 4:30. After showering in the bathroom, I went back to bed, sent an SMS to my boyfriend to report what had happened, and then fell asleep.
My boyfriend knew about my lewd behavior
outside the school gate and
wanted me! Being so wanton, I had no choice but to agree. Three days later, after school, my boyfriend picked me up again, this time in his car.
He drove to the back of the school and parked. There's a hill behind the school, about 6-7 kilometers long, a popular hiking trail. The middle section is the most crowded because it's only an hour's round trip. The summit is
n't crowded either, as it takes about three hours round trip. Today, my boyfriend wanted me to go to the summit, but about a kilometer from the top, he started taking off one piece of clothing, then another every hundred meters. I calculated that today I only had a bra, underwear, shorts, shoes, socks, and my school uniform dress. After 500 meters, I was completely naked, walking a kilometer up the mountain. Since the return trip was also 500 meters
, my boyfriend had other demands. He wouldn't carry my clothes, but he wanted me to be naked, meaning I had to find a place on the mountain to put my clothes away so I could put them back on on the way back.
I thought it would be annoying if someone found them or if the wind blew one away. Underwear was manageable, but my school uniform skirt was a real problem. The order of undressing was from the outside in: school uniform skirt > leggings > shoes > bra > underwear > socks.
Soon I reached the last kilometer. Reluctantly, I took off my school uniform skirt, carefully placed it behind a low tree, and put a stone on top to prevent it from blowing away. I continued walking, this time removing my leggings and shoes one by one, placing them in a safe spot. I also remembered the nearby plants and trees so I wouldn't forget where I hid my clothes.
But when I got down to my bra, because I'd been in that position for too long, I started to get aroused. I hung the bra on a tree, put my panties on a branch, and threw my socks on the road. I couldn't help myself and started masturbating as I walked. After a few steps, my boyfriend stopped me. He pulled out a double-ended pen from somewhere and wrote on my body, "I am a slut, I have exhibitionist tendencies, my name is Peipei."
My self-respect and everything else shattered at that moment. But instead of stopping my boyfriend, I asked him to add five more words: "I am a sex slave." The whole sentence became, "I am a slut, I have exhibitionist tendencies, my name is Peipei, I am a sex slave."
When we reached the top of the hill, I shouted, "I, Peipei, am a slut! I, Peipei, have exhibitionist tendencies! I, Peipei, am a shameless sex slave!"
I even demanded that my boyfriend order me to sexually abuse me. My boyfriend was very happy and told me to crawl back down like a dog.
My boyfriend, wanting to satisfy himself, wanted me to become an exhibitionist. He made me climb down the mountain, collecting my clothes along the way. When we finally reached the hiding place of my school uniform skirt, I knew he wanted me to continue. I also knew how promiscuous I was on the mountain, so even as I watched him retrieve all my clothes, I continued climbing. Even when we were seen by more than ten elderly hikers halfway down the mountain, I didn't stop. I knew there was a path on the back of the mountain that led to a trail next to the school, and I knew the school was closed because it was already around 7 pm, and everyone had left. There was also no one coming or going near the school, as it was a narrow path.
So I only stopped when I reached the CCTV camera in front of the school. I stood up for several minutes to make sure I was being filmed by the CCTV before putting on only my school uniform skirt, socks, and shoes in front of the camera.
Having confirmed that the CCTV had captured me as a student of the school, I lifted my school uniform skirt in front of the CCTV, exposing my vulva and the nineteen characters on it.
On the way home, without a bra or underwear, my nipples were clearly visible, and my recent lewd behavior had left me with a constant flow of vaginal fluid, running down to my calves. People on the street pointed and whispered about me, but I didn't care anymore; on the contrary, their whispers aroused my lust again. This was my third exhibitionist experience! 4. The first time I was publicly humiliated.
Due to my previous actions, coupled with the whispers from people on the street, my already aroused lust was reignited. I thought to myself, today I'm going to do a full-blown exhibitionist act in a public place—not just simple exhibitionism, but stripping completely naked, and I won't be able to put my clothes back on until I get to my destination. After thinking about it, I realized there's a public restroom near my house, usually crowded, probably because it's near a park. I decided to strip naked there, wait five minutes, cross the street, and walk a few steps to the shopping mall downstairs. The entrance is on the first floor, but it's only for going to and from the park. Walking around the mall's perimeter for about half a circle leads to the parking lot. There's another staircase in the middle of the parking lot leading to a platform, which is my destination. The platform is surrounded by seven buildings forming a U-shape around the mall. If I go up there, anyone looking towards the mall will definitely see a naked girl being stared at. Those on the lower floors might even see the nineteen characters on her body. My apartment is on the lower floor, so if any family member looks out the window, they'll definitely see this shameful act. But I'd made up my mind. It was almost 8 pm, so I told my boyfriend everything I wanted to do and asked him to bring my clothes and wait for me on the mall platform. I knew someone would see me, that I'd definitely be on camera, but lust overcame everything. When we got to the restroom, my boyfriend asked if I should undress in the men's or women's room. Shamelessly, I entered a stall in the men's restroom, stripped completely naked, and put all my clothes except for my watch in my backpack. My boyfriend took my backpack and left. I checked my watch; five minutes had passed. I slowly walked out of the stall. The men's restroom was empty. I looked at the nineteen words written on my body in the mirror: "I am a slut, I have exhibitionist tendencies, my name is Peipei, I am a sex slave." I left the public restroom and walked to the street to wait for the traffic light. I deliberately waited for the green light before crossing the street. As I crossed, a bus stopped. I looked at the bus driver; his face was blank, seemingly unable to believe that a young girl would walk naked on the street. As I climbed the stairs, my body was already in the view of the cameras; I believe my face was completely captured on camera. Outside the mall, I deliberately walked on the outermost edge because people on the street and on the bus could see me. I thought that if security personnel saw me, they would only do two things: either come and stop me or pretend they didn't see me. But I thought the former was more likely, so I slowed down even more. Sometimes I even stopped in front of the cameras. I watched someone masturbate on the street , moaning "Ah ...

I knew I'd been seen. I opened my eyes, and most people stared in disbelief, because there was a naked woman standing in the mall.
I continued counting in my head while watching the passersby—old and young, men and women. When I reached ninety, I saw some classmates from my school; I wondered if I recognized them. When I counted to one hundred, I rushed into the parking lot, ran upstairs to find my boyfriend, but couldn't find him. I was naked in a place visible to hundreds of households across seven buildings. At that moment, I felt an overwhelming urge to climax from shame. I screamed
, "Ah ... The thought of stopping made my wet little hole twitch uncontrollably, and I groaned loudly, "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~"
I thought the whole house really heard me this time, and I was sure someone would come to see what was happening. Thinking this, I couldn't hold back my urination because the twitching had lasted too long. At that moment, I truly felt like a sex slave, being watched and pointed at by everyone.
After losing control, I sat blankly on the floor, sitting on my own urine. Because my lewd act had ruined all my reputation, there must be someone in the neighborhood who knew me. With the words on my body, I couldn't deny it; I was indeed a slut, and a slut with exhibitionist tendencies. I was no different from a sex slave.
Then my boyfriend came out, carrying a bag of something that looked like cosmetics. It turned out to be a bag of hair removal products. My boyfriend wanted me to remove all my pubic hair. So I spread my legs into an "M" shape, and my boyfriend applied the hair removal cream all over my lower abdomen. Five minutes later, my boyfriend used a piece of plastic to scrape my lower abdomen, and the pubic hair was slowly removed by him. When my boyfriend stopped, about 90% of my pubic hair had been removed. He rinsed it gently with water, and I cried out, "Ahhhhhhh!"
He then applied shaving foam to my lower abdomen and took out a razor to slowly shave away the remaining hair. Good heavens! I checked my watch; it was 8:09. I was already very satisfied after being naked for so long and seen by so many people.
But my boyfriend removed all my pubic hair, saying it was a basic label for a sex slave. No pubic hair, and preferably nipple rings, clitoral rings, and labia rings, etc… At this moment, I was a sex slave! My boyfriend
knew I had counted from one to one hundred in the mall, but now he ordered me to count from one to three hundred, and when I reached three hundred, I had to loudly declare that I was a sex slave, and he would film the whole process. I figured someone would definitely know who I was this time, so I figured I might as well declare it now.
Upon arriving at the mall, I shamelessly shouted in a seductive voice, "Hello everyone! I'm Lin Peipei, also a slut. I have a severe exhibitionist tendency, a shameless, promiscuous sex slave who loves to expose herself in public. Now my master wants me to count from one to three hundred naked, letting everyone take pictures of my body and insult me for being so lewd. Everyone, come and take pictures of my lewd body, don't forget to take pictures of that hairless vulva labeled 'sex slave.' Don't just stop taking pictures, also insult me for being so shameless and despicable." Then I started loudly counting, "One...two...three...four~~~~~~~~~~"
I faced the crowd, not avoiding looking away at all. Some people said I was stupid, some talked about my figure, some talked about the words on my body, and the insults kept coming.
"Shame on you! You should become a prostitute! Next time go to Tsim Sha Tsui, you'll definitely be on the front page of the news, etc..."
Some even shouted loudly, "Look! Your vulva really has no hair!" By the time I
counted to one hundred, my legs were already weak from being stared at so much that I sat down, spread my legs with one hand, and played with my own vulva with the other. I continued counting in a lewd voice: "One hundred and one~ um~ ah~~ ah~~ ah~~ ah~~~! One hundred and two~ ya~ ah~~ ah~~ ah~!........................ Three hundred."
Actually, the security guards had already tried to come in and stop me, but there were too many people. After I finished counting to three hundred, I declared again: "I am Lin Peipei, a slut. I have exhibitionist tendencies and am a shameless, lewd sex slave who loves to expose herself in public. I wonder if everyone has seen enough! If anyone has filmed me, please upload it to the internet so that everyone knows how lewd I am!"
Dozens of young people in front of me had already been filming for a long time with their phones, but they ignored me. Being seen naked was not the problem now; the problem was how to get my clothes back and go home, because I was being watched by hundreds of people. I ran towards the parking lot, while my boyfriend had already left. I chased after him up two flights of stairs, then went outside and hid between the cars. I started putting my clothes back on and continued to hide while my boyfriend went to get the car and drove me away.
After he left, I reflected on my earlier lewdness. My vagina was already very wet and sensitive, but my hand couldn't stop. I took off my underwear and masturbated. I was probably too sensitive and quickly orgasmed. But even after the orgasm, I wanted to
continue, so my hand started playing with myself again, and I screamed wildly: "Ah~~ah~~is anyone~~~can~~~be~~~an~~~spectator~~ah~~ah~~is~~any~~can~~film~~me~~and~~post~~on~~the ...
Seeing the puddle of vaginal fluid on the ground, I thought, "I'm so lewd! Exposing my vagina to the neighbors in front of over a hundred people."
I wanted to continue masturbating, but luckily my boyfriend was slowly approaching. He asked, "Do you want to continue?"
I nodded. He took a vibrating egg and taped it to my clitoris. I immediately screamed. He pulled me into the car and drove out of the parking lot. Soon after leaving the parking lot, I took off my clothes, and he drove to the place where I had first exposed myself. Because of the constant vibration from the vibrating egg, my waist swayed involuntarily. He ordered me to get out of the car and run naked to the bus stop, which was a hundred meters from the parking lot. There was nowhere to hide in the parking lot. He wanted me to show my vulva, which was being played with by the vibrating egg, and to spread my vagina open. He also ordered that I could only leave after being seen by passengers on three buses.
Many passengers who got off the bus came up to me and asked if I had been raped, etc. My response was always, "I like it! I have exhibitionism! I love exposing my body in public!" As the
third bus approached, I looked at my vulva; it was completely wet, the vaginal fluid so abundant it flowed onto the road. Having been played with by the vibrating egg for so long, the moment the bus stopped and the doors opened, I couldn't help but let out a loud, lewd moan: "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~~~~!" I orgasmed again. This was the most shameful orgasm of the day, because I was brought to this state by the vibrating egg. Meanwhile, the passengers on the bus stared at me in disbelief. There was such a shameless girl, yet she acted like a good girl. At that moment, I actually liked it, because I had come to love exposing myself and having my body seen, and even experiencing pleasure from shame.
After orgasming, my legs were weak. I wanted to ask my boyfriend to help me back, but then I thought, crawling back like a dog would be fine too. So I slowly crawled back, got on the bus, put my clothes back on, and my boyfriend drove me home. He dropped me off when I got home and then went home himself.
I masturbated constantly while showering and sleeping, imagining being voyeurized and filmed in front of more people and then having the images posted online.
In the fifth post, "The Mark of a Sex Slave,"
after that incident, I didn't have a boyfriend for a while because of the Form Five exams
, but I maintained the sex slave label by shaving my pubic hair
. After the Form Five exams, my genitals started to stir again.
Although I would expose myself at night during the exams, I would deliberately expose myself during each exam,
such as wearing a low-cut tank top and a mini-skirt instead of a bra and underwear. My teachers would always wait in front of me
because my nipples were bound to show. If I bent over while writing, my breasts and nipples could be seen from the neckline.
It wasn't too outrageous. During the summer vacation, I went out with my boyfriend in Mong Kok,
but I wasn't overly revealing that day. I was only wearing a tank top, a mini skirt, and no underwear.
When we took the bus home, my boyfriend drove me. We sat at the front of the bus because it wasn't crowded,
and not many people were getting on since the train is much faster than the bus. As soon as I got on, I took off my tank top, revealing my
breasts, and also unzipped my boyfriend's pants, took out his penis, and played with it in my hands and mouth.
I deliberately acted so lewdly because I wanted my boyfriend to abuse me again, but he didn't react much.
The summer vacation was getting boring.
One day, my boyfriend asked me to go to Tsuen Wan for an all-night karaoke party because it was a friend's birthday, but he said that I was the only girl there.
Including my boyfriend, there were twelve other guys. I thought... If I were to expose myself there, that would be nice.
My boyfriend added that if I dressed more provocatively than in Mong Kok, that would be fine too. In other words, he wanted me to perform a striptease.
So I chose a short dress and went to meet him without any underwear.
On the way to Tsuen Wan, people kept seeing my nipples showing. When we got to the karaoke room, my boyfriend and his friends were having a great time.
At that moment, I really felt like a call girl. My boyfriend deliberately ignored me.
Actually, I knew he wanted me to bring it up myself and expose myself, but I couldn't think of a way.
Finally, I came up with a good way to provoke him: a question-and-answer session
. I said that if I answered one question correctly, I would take off one item, and if I answered more, I would take off more. The question was something like, "What color is your bra today?"
Amidst all the chatter, I heard my boyfriend say that he probably didn't have the whole class's attention focused on... After I put my shirt on
, everyone said I wasn't wearing anything, but at that moment I asked what color my underwear was.
They answered yes, I'd be completely naked tonight, even going to the bathroom. I knew my boyfriend would try to get his friends to say I wasn't wearing
anything, and it was exactly as I wanted—they all said no. But there were no outsiders, just that I had to take my clothes off in front of my boyfriend and friends. Feeling a little awkward
, I teased them, saying I'd only take them off if a staff member came in. My
boyfriend used the karaoke room's phone to call a waitress in. I guessed he was still on the phone saying,
"There's a lady here who's drunk. Could you take her to the bathroom?" Since we were all men,
the girl blushed slightly when she saw all the men.
Then, I gently pulled my skirt and stood naked in front of everyone. The girl was stunned
and then left the room, and I followed her out. Because I said I didn't wear clothes
to the toilet in the past, proving that I was completely naked when I went to the toilet, I encountered several men walking towards the toilet.
I didn't avoid their gazes, letting them look at my body. When I returned to the room,
my boyfriend told me to sit next to the birthday boy. My boyfriend explained that no one except the birthday boy could touch my vulva with their hands
, but they could play with my breasts orally. As soon as the birthday boy arrived, he inserted his fingers into my vagina,
and I immediately moaned, "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~"
It was the first time I had been played with by someone other than my boyfriend. At the same time, his friends kissed my nipples, waist, thighs, etc.
I lay completely on their thighs, letting them taste every inch of my skin. Everyone forgot that
no one was singing karaoke in the karaoke room. My boyfriend said he could be even more lewd. I knew there was a good place nearby,
and we all packed up. It was four o'clock, but because I had said I would be naked the whole time and my clothes would be held by someone,
I didn't expect it to be like this. Since I had no choice, I had to go along with it. When we paid the bill and walked out of the lobby,
I really felt scared because I knew I would have to walk naked on the streets of Tsuen Wan. But I had no choice
because I was the one who suggested it and I didn't want to embarrass my boyfriend.
After three blocks, I saw a large parking lot. My boyfriend said, "This is it."
He wanted me to stand in front of the entrance and exit ramp of the parking lot. They would go up first and then call me.
I knew that the twelve men would definitely film me, but I had to wait patiently. When they were ready, they would call me up. So
I walked naked and with my chest out to the entrance of the parking lot. There were not only twelve handheld cameras but also two cameras. It was common for
the two cameras filming cars to be filmed.
I deliberately asked the birthday boy what he wanted to film.
I said I'd agree to anything except being actually penetrated. It turned out the birthday boy was getting his ears pierced. How did he know?
Because he asked me to have five rings—nipple ring, clitoral ring, and labia ring—pierced by him. The birthday boy gave
them to me anyway. My boyfriend had asked me to get them pierced several times, so maybe this was a trap he set on purpose.
But I'm the kind of person who does what he says. First, he pierced my nipples. The birthday boy gave me
a little anesthetic, and then quickly pierced two rings on my nipples with a nail gun. There was almost no bleeding.
I looked at the rings and saw that there was a small ring on each one, which was quite unique. Then I sat on the ground
to make it easier for the birthday boy to pierce the remaining rings. The labia ring was similar to the nipple ring and was pierced quickly,
but it didn't have a small ring like the nipple ring. Finally, there was the clitoral ring.
Actually, each one brought me to the brink of orgasm. If I had the clitoral ring, I think I would have reached the peak of orgasm. I
thought, well, I'm going to be pierced by them anyway. Seeing this, I decided to go for something more exciting and not use anesthesia to see if I would ejaculate like last time.
Afterwards, I told the birthday boy I didn't want anesthesia, and he agreed. We
made a reservation, and he asked if I was ready. I nodded and closed my eyes. He pulled down the handle and quickly pierced my clitoris.
I shuddered, and my clitoris twitched. I lost control of my bladder and let out a pitiful groan, "Ahhhhhh!"
Everyone laughed lewdly and said, "You must have enjoyed losing control of your bladder. "
Then came another round of exposure. I even went into the elevator to masturbate and walked out onto the street to expose myself.
I walked around the Tsuen Wan waterfront promenade a few times. When I returned to the parking lot, dozens of people had seen my lewd body
and the rings of the sex slave. My boyfriend demanded that I crawl into the elevator like a dog.
At the same time, the birthday boy brought me two golden chains. One chain was exactly five rings connected together, but it was a little tight
so that it would make my nipples stand out more. Another
one was a leash that ran from my nipple to my back,
about the length of an average person's arm hanging down. It looked like a dog leash, but pulling it would cause a slight pain in my nipple. That pain excited me
. I crawled like this in the parking lot, all over the building. I don't know how many times I crawled
like this. Finally, twelve men asked me to masturbate in this state, and I asked them to masturbate in front of me.
When I orgasmed from masturbation, my body was covered in semen. The twelve men were exhausted.
Afterwards, I went to the parking lot restroom, but the women's restroom was closed, so I had to wash myself in the
men's restroom and go back upstairs. I got into my boyfriend's car
, and he also helped me get my clothes back, but he wouldn't let me put them on immediately. When
we got to my building, my boyfriend wanted me to go into the elevator like this. He said that security guards usually yawn, so it didn't matter, but
I felt like an animal, no longer a human being. But it didn't matter because I had been humiliated to this extent.
I put my clothes back on outside my house and went home. My father had just gone to the restroom.
Seeing the rings on my body, the grinding sound of the metal made me feel ashamed,
yet I also wanted to show my father my wanton body. But it was just a thought. After
showering, the five rings stung a little, but because they were in those areas
, I also felt pleasure. While showering, I couldn't help but masturbate and orgasmed several times.
Finally, I was so tired that I fell asleep on the bed.
The sixth chapter, "Exhibitionism Madness,"
was after I got nipple rings, clitoral rings, and labia rings. Then came my school's teacher appreciation banquet. That night, I wore a pinkish-orange evening gown
and light makeup, nothing too special. The banquet didn't end until 11 pm, and I got home around midnight.
But there was no one around at night because my classmates had other events. I walked home, and the route
seemed unremarkable. But when I passed the section in front of the school, I thought about exposing
myself in front of the school gate again. I thought that since it was midnight, there probably wouldn't be anyone there. So I took off my clothes in front of the school gate again.
The difference was that I had those five rings on my body. I gave those five rings a name that carried a sense of shame and humiliation:
"Shame Rings." Those five rings are the mark of my becoming a sex slave, the symbol of my utter shame
, the tool to keep my nipples erect, the convenient way to pull my labia majora and minora apart
, and the means to stimulate my wanton body. Those five rings are indelible; they will follow me for life.
I am a sex slave, the word is deeply etched in my heart. But being naked in front of the school gate isn't very interesting.
I've come up with a great idea: a "Graduation Naked Grand Lewdness." Not only will I lose all face for my family,
but I'll also make those teachers who taught me, this lewd slave, feel indebted to them.
My route is: school > my house perimeter > park > gas station > path > soccer field > my school,
a complete loop.
But it's late at night, and if no one sees me, my exposure will only be known to myself, which is pointless. So I set a goal:
if I don't stop, I can complete the loop in fifteen minutes. Along the way, I must be seen by people in ten cars
and make eye contact with five passersby, excluding gas station employees and security guards. If I fail to meet any of these goals,
I will masturbate to orgasm at the school gate and then start over until I complete the loop and achieve all my goals before going home.
So I'll start timing now. It's 12:23 now, so the thirty-eight minutes... If you can't come back, you have to start all over again.
Walking out onto the main street, just one block from the intersection, you're already seen by two cars.
Walking towards the park, you're seen by another car and two buses. Five more cars and five more people are involved.
In the park, I made eye contact with a couple who were being affectionate. The couple seemed stunned and ignored them.
I continued walking along the main street towards the gas station. Inside the gas station, I was seen by three cars in total, seemingly very easily. On a
side path, I made eye contact with someone. That person seemed to disbelieve the existence of a naked woman and was acting wildly, with shackles on his body.
In the park next to the football field, I made eye contact with two young men.
They stared silently at my lewd body. Finally, while waiting for a traffic light, I was seen by a bus and a motorcycle nearby. As long as I returned to school within the time limit, I could go back. I
checked the time, and it was exactly right. My graduation spree was a complete success! Just as I was about to go back, my evening gown disappeared. I looked for a long time but couldn't find it.
However, there seemed to be a piece of paper by the path connecting the school to the back mountain. I looked at it and it said: "
Naked girl, you are too lewd. If you want your belongings back, go to the public restroom in the park opposite the front building.
That's the park where I just saw the couple." I thought, "My evening gown is a small matter, but my phone and keys were also taken."
I had no choice but to obediently follow the instructions. When I got to the park, the couple was gone. It seemed they had left. The park was empty.
I walked towards the restroom and entered the men's room. I searched there too, but couldn't find it. I sat outside the restroom in a daze for a while.
Then, I screamed like a madman, "I'm here! Come out! What do you want to do with me tonight?" I accepted
that there was a young man, about the same age as my boyfriend, behind me in the women's restroom.
The man behind me said, "It seems you're more exposed and lewd than I thought."
I stood up and turned to face him. He was stunned. I asked him where my things were.
The man looked down on me and said, "Lin Peipei, what a shameless slut. You even have piercings in sensitive places.
I think you're not lewd, you're just a masochist. Today I'll use you to have some fun."
Then the man pulled me into the last stall of the women's restroom. I saw my belongings, but my clothes were all torn.
I didn't get a chance to speak. Suddenly, the man behind me started to penetrate me. His thick penis was inserted into my vagina.
It was my first time having real sex. My vagina felt like it was bursting. It hurt terribly,
but I started to moan. "Ah...ah...oh...no...stop...it hurts...it hurts...it hurts so much...ah...ah...ah...ah!"
The man ignored me and said, "I didn't expect your lewd body to be so tight. I guess you've been penetrated by quite a few people."
I replied, "I...have never...ah...been...penetrated...ah...ah...ah..."
But the man's humiliation made me feel ashamed, but I loved this feeling. Plus, my vagina no longer hurt,
and what came next was the pleasure of being penetrated by a man. I said lewdly, "Penetrate...faster...ah...good...good...ah." But
the man humiliated me even more, saying, "You are being raped right now, but you don't feel ashamed. Instead, you are getting pleasure.
It seems that if I don't fuck you until you're satisfied tonight, I'll be doing myself a disservice." After the man finished speaking, he increased the speed of his thrusting
and pulled my hand, raising my body from its drooping position to a horizontal position, so that I could feel the penetration going deeper.
At that time, I was just a sex slave who would moan because of the thrusting. Being penetrated was already very stimulating,
but the exposure mentality came back, and I said, " "Ah...go...to...the...shopping...mall...continue...ah..."
The man suddenly stopped and said, "Did you ask for it?" I replied, "Ah...ah...yes, I asked for it myself..."
The man said, "You're so shameless. It's shameful enough to do it in the toilet, and you still want
to do it Anyway, you're so easy to fuck, so it's in the mall. I'll take you to the main entrance
so you'll remember tonight that you asked to be raped at the mall's main entrance."
The man put his clothes back on, took my bag and clothes, and walked out of the toilet. I told the man that he had
ruined so I could go home naked later. I just need to return the bag and the contents inside.
After hearing this, the man threw the clothes into the trash can. At the same time, I said in a slightly provocative tone that I would go home naked tonight.
On the way to the mall entrance, the man kept playing with my five pubic rings. Actually, there was a market below the mall.
Although it wasn't very dirty, there was some trash. There was a rope on the ground that looked like it had fallen from the market.
The man picked it up and told me to stand still. He tied the rope around my labia and then around my big toes.
The length of the rope was just right to pull my labia open as wide as possible. Although it hurt, I liked being humiliated.
He also tied a knot on my clitoral ring first, then passed it through the two nipple rings above it, and then tied it on my clitoral ring.
When the man tied the knot in that triangular shape, it was already very tight, so the nipple ring pulled the clitoral ring up,
making every step I took bring me to pleasure. Finally, we reached the mall entrance. What should have been a five-minute walk
took twenty minutes. The man found a spot and positioned his handbag
so he could film me having sex later. And of course, there were cameras at the mall entrance.
I saw there were five cameras. The man, seeing everything was ready, called me over. He asked me beforehand what my first time removing pubic hair was like.
I told him it was on the rooftop, naked, that my boyfriend undressed me.
Afterwards, I was naked in this mall, counting from one to three hundred, surrounded and insulted by over a hundred passersby. I was masturbating.
So, when was that ring nailed on? I replied that it was my boyfriend's friend's birthday, and because we were having too much fun, I told
the birthday boy... Tell me whatever you want to film, and I'll do it all as a birthday present, except for sex.
So, after setting it up in front of twelve people, I walked around the seaside promenade several times to show it to dozens of passersby.
Afterward, I masturbated in front of the twelve people, while they masturbated and ejaculated all their semen on me.
So why did I strip naked and parade through the streets in front of that school?
Because I'm a student there. Tonight was my teacher appreciation banquet, and on my way home, my lust exploded. I stripped naked in front of my own school
and set a goal to humiliate myself: to walk the route I set in fifteen minutes,
to be seen by people in ten cars, and to make eye contact with five people
(excluding gas station employees and security guards). If I didn't meet any of these goals,
I had to masturbate to orgasm at the school gate and then do it all over again until I completed a full circle and then went home
. When asked about my route, I replied that I started from the school, walked along the main road, went to the street corner, came to this building,
walked along the outer perimeter, went to the park I had just left, continued along the main road
to the gas station, turned onto the path to the football field, crossed it, and returned to my school.
The man said, "You really have exhibitionist tendencies." I replied, "If I didn't, how could you have caught me?" The man then said, "
Now I want to have sex with you. Do you think it's rape or voluntary?
" I blushed and said shamefully, "I'm voluntary." Seeing my blushing, the man deliberately humiliated me
, telling me to speak louder. I had no choice but to steel myself and say loudly, "I'm voluntarily having sex with you. Go ahead and penetrate me."
I thought to myself, "I'm shameless enough to loudly ask someone to penetrate my newly opened little hole.
It seems I really enjoy being humiliated." After hearing this, the man told me to bend over and spread my legs
because of the knot. My labia were spread open by my own feet, exposing my vagina, and the man thrust into
me hard. I screamed, "Ah!" The man asked if it felt good,
and I replied, "Yes, it feels good~~ Fuck me~~ Fuck my wanton body!"
The man thrust into me like a madman, and my moans grew louder and louder as I was frantically thrust in and out.
With each thrust, my chest would thrust forward, pulling my clitoris. Each thrust was almost enough to bring me to orgasm.
Although it hurt, I knew I had fallen in love with being humiliated. I even had a perverse desire for more people to watch.
I didn't mind people seeing my body; I had a perverse craving to be played with by multiple people at the same time.
But what I wanted now was for that man to thrust into me hard and then pour his semen into my vagina.
I started moaning wildly, "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Don't stop~~ Ah~~"
"Ah, so good~~ Keep going~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ So good~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ya~~"
I had already climaxed, but the man was still penetrating me. He clearly hadn't climaxed yet;
he kept thrusting. All I could do was moan, "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~"
The man increased his thrusting speed. Soon, I felt a warm sensation in my vagina, constantly moving forward.
That feeling made me sway involuntarily. Looking like he wasn't satisfied,
the man pulled his penis out. I knew I had been penetrated, but I took his penis into my mouth and kept playing with it, as if
to let him know I wanted to continue. But the man was already satisfied and wanted to go back,
so I called for a stop. He said, "Can you watch me masturbate until I climax?" "Forget it, there's something to see anyway, so why not?"
he replied.
So, in front of a man I'd only known for less than three hours, with whom I didn't even know his name,
I spread my legs. Because of the rope's binding, my labia were also opened, exposing my vulva.
I lewdly inserted my thumb, index, and middle fingers all at once, letting out a loud "Ahhh!"
Then I used my fingers to spread my vagina open until I could clearly see the inside. While
he played with the rope and ring tied to my clitoris, I moaned and spoke lewdly and provocatively
, "Ah
... "My slutty cunt...
I want it so badly... ah... satisfy me... ah... ah..."
I believe anyone who hears these lewd words will be tempted to have sex with me.
Unsurprisingly, the man pulled down his pants again, revealing his penis. Because I was sitting on the ground, he crawled forward and his penis
was already inside me. Then he spread my legs a little wider, my labia felt like they were about to be separated.
With each thrust, I felt so good I almost collapsed. I moaned loudly,
"Ah... ah... ah... so good... ah... ah... no... stop... ah... thrust... faster... ah... ah..."
My moans were so loud that anyone who wasn't asleep could hear them. The man asked if I had raped him.
My face turned red as I moaned. "Yes~~, I~~ was~~ raped by you~~"
The man then asked if I enjoyed it.
I groaned and answered, "Yes~~ ah~~ I~~ feel~~ ah~~ it feels~~ very good~~ I~~ ah~~ enjoy it~~"
The man told me to groan loudly again and repeat the two sentences I had just said, while he increased the speed of his thrusting.
I was extremely humiliated, but I was also experiencing great pleasure, so I groaned at the top of my lungs,
"I~~ ah~~ Lin~~ Peipei~~ ah~~ ah~~ now~~ ah~~ being~~
raped by~~ a~~ stranger~~ ah~~ I~~ ah~~ feel~~ ah~~ very "So good~~ Ah~~ Ah~~
I~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ So~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Enjoying~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~"
As I finished speaking, the man ejaculated inside me again. I
lay limp on the ground. The man quickly recovered and pulled me into the public restroom again. This time, however, it was the men's restroom.
The moment I was pulled into the men's restroom, I saw that the clock in the park showed 3:35.
The man pulled me to the second stall and tied me to the stall with the remaining rope. The rope was a little loose,
allowing me to move a little, but the position was extremely shameful. My hands were under the water tank, and my legs were open,
exposing my vagina. I was tied
to a water pipe on either side of the toilet. My legs couldn't even touch the ground. In this position...
He sprayed urine onto my clitoris and vagina, then onto my breasts and face.
Afterwards, he placed a knife on the toilet paper holder,
saying, "You might be able to get it with your mouth
, but that would make your labia hurt even more. Then raise your legs as high as possible, stick your body out a little, and
you should be able to pass the knife to your hand.
However, this action will cause excruciating pain in your nipples and clitoris.
This is the only way you can get out of this toilet on your own. If you miss, I don't know where the knife is,
and I can't help you.
" No, you can wait and see who's kind enough
to untie you,
but that person might rape you again
, giving you a different kind of pleasure.
I don't know what your choice is.
"I've already played it all. From now
on, it's up to you.
Your bag is still..." "You can leave it in front of the toilet.
I'm leaving now. Thank you for letting me play with you all night.
Here's five hundred yuan, consider it your evening dress and tonight's tip,"
the man said humiliatingly.
At this moment, I was not only a sex slave, but no different from a prostitute.
At this moment, I lowered my head and cried.
Every time my body convulsed from crying, I swallowed the pleasure brought by the pain.
My body was truly lewd, and I even laughed at my own body. But now was not the time to cry.
I wanted to escape this environment. I endured the sensations brought by the pain
and did what the man had taught me.
Fortunately, I managed not to drop the knife.
I cut the ropes tied to my hands and feet,
took the bag, and walked out of the toilet. I ignored the stench of urine on my body and saw... At 4:50 AM
, the streets were already filled with early morning diners. I reluctantly ran naked in front of them.
Although I enjoy exposing myself, if I wasn't home by 5 AM, I'd be in trouble
as soon as my father woke up. Firstly, why wasn't I dressed? Secondly, there were rumors circulating in the house that I had exhibitionist tendencies, which
he had always denied. If he saw me like this, wearing that shackle,
I really didn't know what he would do. When I reached the elevator lobby downstairs, having only broken the rope
on the shackle that prevented me from moving, I ignored it and went back to the lobby to wait for the elevator. Because of running back and the intense pain from before, I had an orgasm
and didn't care about my feelings. When the elevator started... It wasn't a problem if I was seen by the people in the elevator when I opened the door. I
rushed into the elevator, it went back upstairs, and I opened the door with my key. My father happened to be coming out of the bathroom.
I was stunned. I had lost control of my bladder because my father had seen me. He not only saw my naked body but
also my shameful shackles and the rope attached to them. I'm sure he could smell the urine on my body too. At that moment, I knew that nothing I said would make a difference. My father looked at me with disappointment . When he could no longer see me, he went to my room, threw all my clothes out the window, leaving nothing behind, and said, "I never believed it, but now that I've seen it, I don't believe it anymore. You can expose yourself if you want. I don't know you anymore." Then he pushed me out the door. I could only cry outside, naked on my own floor. I've tried many times, but this time was different. I was seen by the neighbors, all of whom were people I knew. I kept hearing words like "shame" and "shame." I was going crazy with exhibitionism. The only person I could turn to was my boyfriend. I said to my boyfriend, "Can we come over?" My boyfriend said in a sleepy tone, "What's wrong?" I said to him, "My father saw me exposing myself. Now I have no home. Can I give you your home? Do whatever you want with me!" My boyfriend said, "Then stay here for a while. I'll come down when I get to your place." I replied, "Okay." While I waited for my boyfriend, I tried to untie the rope on my genital ring, but I couldn't. I looked at my watch and half an hour later, my boyfriend called. I went downstairs naked and people pointed at me, but I didn't care. Anyway, I could leave this awful place soon. I saw my boyfriend's car and ran to get in. My boyfriend looked at me and said, "Why are you all dirty? Why is there a rope on your ring? And why do you smell like urine?" I didn't say a word. My boyfriend took me to his house. Downstairs, my boyfriend used a knife to cut the rope on my genital ring. Without the rope, it felt strange. Maybe I was used to my genital ring being pulled tight. I went up to his house wearing my boyfriend's windbreaker. After I took a shower in the bathroom, my boyfriend borrowed my shoes and socks. I went out with him and bought a few outfits. Then I stayed at my boyfriend's house. But he still didn't know that I had been raped! That was the most painful consequence I suffered because of exposure. The seventh story, "The Fifth Ring Road Prostitute," tells of a young woman who had been staying at her boyfriend's house for less than a week before her release. She was filled with mixed emotions . Her boyfriend had been unaware of her rape for almost two weeks, but aside from work , his holidays, and other free time, he spent every night with her. They would fall asleep in each other's arms. He was incredibly good to her. But the calm before the storm is always present. One night, her boyfriend went online. She had been terrified of him going online this week, afraid he would find out she had been raped because the videos of her being filmed would appear online, and she hadn't told him. Until that night, when he saw the video online, she thought he finally knew. She frantically tried to explain, but he calmly said, "I'm tired... go to sleep." She thought he was very angry. The next day, an hour before he finished work, he called and said, "I've made plans with my karaoke friends tonight. Do you want to come over for dinner?" I figured I'd go even if I was busy, since he asked me out, and I'm currently unemployed, plus yesterday was a good time to clear my head. So we agreed to have dinner in Kwun Tong. We chatted happily in a shopping mall near the industrial area. When we left the mall, it was already midnight. The industrial area was deserted; the water was still and quiet. Their conversation then turned to me, now with twelve men. They kept saying how lewd I'd been in the parking lot, and I started getting horny again. I said to my boyfriend, "Do you love my exposure? Why don't I walk naked to the parking lot? You've all seen my body anyway." It seems my boyfriend deliberately invited me out tonight to embarrass me, because he said, "I've been waiting for you to say that for a long time." Reluctantly, I began to take off all my clothes because I felt guilty towards him. If this could calm him down, I didn't care. I thought that strangers had already seen me, so it wouldn't matter if acquaintances saw me. However, it turns out that being seen by acquaintances is extremely shameful because they know everything about you—your name, age, preferences, etc.—and it all becomes a source of ridicule for your body. But it seems that today they not only want to humiliate me, because the birthday boy poured white spirit on my clothes, and my boyfriend made me hold a lighter and even demand that I burn my own clothes. One of his friends took out a camera and said, "Why don't we have her introduce herself, how she got those decorations, and how many lewd things she's done?"

"That's why I told her to burn her own clothes." My boyfriend and I thought he just wanted to embarrass me
because his friends didn't know the whole story of my promiscuous past. To appease my boyfriend, I
asked in a slightly provocative tone, "Is the camera ready?" The person with the camera said, "Ready?"
Just as they were about to start, the birthday boy who was pinning on the genital rings stopped me. He said
, "No, let's put on chains and ornaments first to make it more visually appealing."
So I lowered my hands and let the birthday boy hang the gold chains on the genital rings on my body. After the birthday boy finished hanging the chains,
I felt extremely humiliated because the chains were the same as the hemp rope that had been tied on me at the teacher's appreciation banquet, but even tighter.
Afterwards, it seemed like a certain weight of pendants had been added to each genital ring,
making my already firm breasts sag, and my labia and clitoris droop a little as well.
The person with the camera was even more frightened by what I had just seen. I felt like I was filming a girl in a Category III or IV film.
Finally, he started asking me to talk about my lewd affairs. He led me to say that a handsome man had started by saying, "Today we are filming the girl next to me
in the Kwun Tong Industrial Area."
This seemingly innocent girl was actually a wanton young woman.
"Let me tell you about my history of debauchery, Miss," I said. "
My face has been humiliated enough, but I can't disappoint my boyfriend any further
." So, with a seductive look and a provocative tone, I said, "My name is Lin Peipei. I'm only seventeen years old. Hundreds,
maybe even thousands, of people have seen my real face. There are also many short videos of me online that are freely viewed.
My boyfriend says my videos and photos have been clicked tens of thousands of times. That's how wanton I am."
The handsome man asked again, "So, what kind of excessively revealing behavior have you tried?"
I think I was getting excited because my vagina was already wet.
I lasciviously stroked the genitals that had humiliated me countless times and said, "My excessively revealing behavior...
does it count now?" I was watched by twelve male acquaintances, my lewd body was being watched. I was incredibly ashamed
, but I loved the feeling. I even went naked into the emergency restroom in an open-air parking lot, where my boyfriend caressed me.
The door wasn't closed, so anyone passing by would have seen my naked body. Afterwards, my boyfriend dragged me into
the men's restroom, where I waited in a stall while masturbating, waiting for the strange men to arrive.
When I stepped out of the stall, I let them watch my lewd body. As I came out of the restroom, at my boyfriend's request,
I stood naked outside the door, waiting for the strange men to verbally provoke me again. My
boyfriend took pictures and uploaded them to various adult websites for netizens to view.
But that night, because of the strange men's provocations, my sexual desire was high, and I took off my clothes in bed. I masturbated with a doll
, but it wasn't enough to satisfy me. So I went naked out of the house and did something shameful:
I masturbated in front of the elevator on my floor, but it wasn't stimulating enough, so I went up nine floors and continued
masturbating there. I even pressed the elevator button, hoping someone would see me. But when a young man actually arrived, I panicked because I was ashamed
and rushed into the elevator, where I was filmed. However, because I left the doll behind, I went back up to the ninth floor
to retrieve it, but the young man filmed me again. I told my boyfriend
, and the next day I saw my lewd behavior from that night on an adult forum. Two days later, my boyfriend punished me
by making me strip naked on the back hill of the school. He wrote on my body,
"I am a slut, I have exhibitionism, my name is Peipei, and I am a sex slave." The words
"I am a sex slave"
were something I demanded my boyfriend write. Because of my own lewdness,
I honestly admitted I had exhibitionist tendencies and was a sex slave. I even demanded my boyfriend's first explicit order to abuse me.
His order was for me to crawl down a mountain like a dog,
and then come down in front of the school gate.
I deliberately exposed myself completely to the cameras in front of the school gate before putting on my school uniform. I even took my high school skirt in front of the cameras before going
back. However, because I wasn't wearing a bra or underwear, my nipples were showing and my vaginal fluid was flowing down my calves, which led to insults from the neighbors.
But the insults only resulted in even more shameless exposure from me. Because of this, I committed my first act of public exposure:
stripping naked in the men's restroom of a park near my home, having my boyfriend take my clothes, and then walking onto the street. I was even more shameless, appearing at the side entrance of a shopping mall and the entrance connecting
the parking lot and the mall.
In front of the mall, I exposed myself even more blatantly for three minutes before leaving. I walked back to the mall rooftop where I was supposed to meet my boyfriend.
He arrived late, terrified, because I was surrounded by seven towers.
It turned out he had only gone to buy some hair removal products. He removed all my pubic hair
and then called me back to the mall entrance to expose myself even more shamelessly for another five minutes. I was surrounded by over a hundred people,
and they even filmed me, including footage of my hairless vulva and masturbation. When I left,
I was surrounded by neighbors, so I waited for my boyfriend in the parking lot. While waiting, because I hadn't reached orgasm, I continued masturbating,
perhaps due to excessive passion, and I squirted in the parking lot. Luckily, my boyfriend arrived just then and rescued me from the crowd.
However, my parents didn't believe I was such a promiscuous girl. After my exams, one day, I went to Tsuen Wan with my boyfriend's male friends,
including him, and sang karaoke all night. Because it was his friend's birthday, I flirted with them
and even stripped naked in front of twelve male and one female waitress in a question-and-answer game. I went to
the restroom naked, and of course, some customers saw me.
I didn't think it was a big deal. My boyfriend wanted to humiliate me further.
I paid the bill in the early morning and walked naked for three blocks in the bustling city to a large parking lot.
I waited for all the men to get in before going up naked with my alluring breasts.
Of course, I knew I would be photographed in that lewd situation, but I still insisted on going up like that.
I didn't feel ashamed, but rather excited.
I even asked the birthday boy to make a request. As long as it wasn't about having sex with me
, I would cooperate with anything. But what he wanted was my nipples, clitoris, and... After getting my labia pierced,
I wanted to lose control of my bladder in front of others again, so I asked for a clitoral piercing without anesthesia. Of course, my wish
came true, and I lost control of my bladder. I was ridiculed for my shamelessness and then taken to the seaside promenade.
They displayed the piercings, symbolizing my submissive status and my shamelessness as a girl.
When we returned to the parking lot, dozens of people had seen me. My boyfriend demanded I crawl into the elevator like a dog.
The birthday boy even gave me a special dog leash, making me even more of a slut.
I crawled lewdly in the parking lot for a long time. Finally, everyone wanted me
to masturbate in front of them, and I demanded that each of them ejaculate on my body. After they finished,
I went home. My father seemed to have discovered that I was the lewd girl the neighbors talked about, but he wasn't sure.
I not only shamed myself but also my family and my school. After the school's teacher appreciation dinner...
I stripped naked again in front of the cameras in front of the school gate, displaying the rings. I named the rings "Shame Rings."
Those five rings are the mark of my becoming a sex slave, the symbol of my utter shame,
the tool to keep my nipples erect, the method to easily pull my labia majora and minora apart
, and the means to stimulate my wanton body. Those five rings are indelible; they will follow me for life.
Later, wanting someone to see me, I performed an unprecedented act of exposure called "Graduation Naked Extravagance." I
first planned a route: starting from the school, walking one block to the outskirts of my house, then
walking to a park, continuing on the main road to the gas station,
turning onto a path to the soccer field, crossing the road, and returning to my school. To ensure someone saw how wanton I was,
I set a goal to humiliate myself within fifteen minutes. To complete the designated route,
one had to be seen by people in ten vehicles and make eye contact with five people
(excluding gas station employees and security guards). If any one of these criteria was not met, one
had to masturbate to orgasm at the school gate and then repeat the process until a single loop was completed and all objectives were achieved before going home.
Although I only completed the loop once, I was naked and even left my handbag behind. I thought no one would deliberately turn in,
but things didn't go as planned. My bag was taken, and the person left a humiliating note:
"Naked girl, you are too lewd. If you want your belongings back, go to the public restroom in the park opposite the building in front."
Because my phone, wallet, keys, etc., were all in the bag, I could give up my clothes, but I wanted my handbag,
so I had to comply. When I went to the men's restroom in the park, I couldn't find him, but as I frantically yelled,
"I'm here! Come out! I'll accept whatever you want to do with me tonight!" A man came out of the women's restroom and
said something even more humiliating. Lin Peipei, what a shameless slut! You even have piercings in sensitive places.
I think you're not just lewd, you're just a masochist. Today I'll use you to my advantage!" I thought to myself,
because I went straight to the men's restroom, I never expected him to be in the women's restroom. Then, the man pulled me into the women's restroom and
raped me. Yes, I was raped. I was a virgin before that day, but I was raped by a stranger. But not long after the rape,
I asked to do it in a more public place. The man helped me choose, and it was at the entrance of a shopping mall. I agreed.
When I came out of the restroom, because my clothes were all torn, I asked to fall into the trash can. After the man's clothes fell off,
he saw some hemp rope outside the market and
tied it to my pubic rings. He tied the rope to the left and right labia rings and then to the big toes of my left and right feet.
The length of the rope was just right to pull my labia open as wide as possible. Although it hurt, I liked being humiliated.
He also tied a knot on the clitoral ring first, then passed it through the two nipple rings above it and tied it to the clitoral ring,
so that it formed a triangle. When the man tied it, he tied it very tightly, so the nipple rings... The clitoral ring
pulled me up, making every step arousing. A walk that would normally take five minutes now took twenty.
Upon arrival, the man set up his photography equipment and asked me to recount my first experience with pubic hair removal.
I blushed and answered.
He then asked, "When was this ring inserted? Where did you parade naked in front of that school
?" I answered everything. Finally, I was raped by a stranger until he ejaculated. He chose to ejaculate inside me,
but one time wasn't enough. I tried everything to make him rape me again. After several successful teasing sessions, he ejaculated inside me again.
Afterward, he pulled me back to the men's toilet stall. He tied me to the toilet,
my hands under my feet open, exposing my vagina. I was tied to a water pipe on either side of the toilet
, my feet barely touching the ground. In this position,
he ejaculated into my clitoris and vagina, and then into my breasts and face.
Afterward, he placed a knife on the toilet paper holder and showed me how to take it
, but it would bring me to orgasm. I endured the orgasm, untied myself, and endured the orgasm again
. "I ran home after being insulted by passersby, hoping to get back before my father woke up, but he wouldn't let me and
kicked me out of the house. These are things that make me feel ashamed, humiliated, and ashamed of my family."
As I finished speaking, I also felt that I was lewd. In front of twelve people, I had an orgasm, and
my moans echoed throughout the entire industrial area. "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~" I kept calling out intermittently. After a while
, I climaxed, and my
vaginal fluid shot onto my clothes, which had just been soaked with white spirit. After I calmed down, my
boyfriend added a little more white spirit and then used it as a fuse. My boyfriend gave me a lighter
and told me to light it. I lit the lighter on the white spirit, and soon my clothes started to catch fire, but it wasn't a big fire.
The fire was just about my feet high, so everyone told me to twist my body on the fire. So I stood on the fire and started twisting. However, because the fire would occasionally burn up , my vulva was the first to be burned. I kept twisting my waist and body. I knew it was a very provocative act
, but it seemed that I had to keep jumping until the fire went out. Every time the fire burned my vulva, I made a lewd moan, "Ah..." "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~" I kept screaming. The ornament hanging on my pubic ring was also heated, and the heat was directly transmitted to my sensitive areas. My sensitive areas felt like they were on fire, giving me continuous pleasure and a feeling of being constantly penetrated. I kept screaming "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~" while the men filmed the process of me being abused. Just writhing my body on the fire, I had already had multiple orgasms. Fifteen minutes after the fire went out, I was still screaming "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~" and finally calmed down. My vulva was red, but it wanted to be satisfied. I said softly, "Please, all twelve of you, come and play with me, abuse me. I hope all twelve of you will keep thrusting into my lewd and shameful body with great force. Don't hold back. Even if I faint from orgasm, don't stop until you have played with me enough." Then the person with the camera said, "I can't hear what she said." I shouted loudly. "All twelve of you come and play with me, torturing and defile me. I want you twelve to keep thrusting into my wanton, shameful body with all your might . Don't hold back, even if I faint from orgasm, don't stop until you've had your fill." Then I sat down and opened my legs. Because of the chains, my labia were also open, revealing my wet, lewd vulva. My boyfriend said, "Okay, she asked us. Tonight, we'll each ejaculate inside you at least once until your vulva is filled with semen." My boyfriend was the first to insert his penis into me. I felt a warm sensation and started being thrust into. The others took off their pants. One of them came in front of me, and I took him in my mouth and gave him oral sex. I also took two men's penises in my hands and masturbated them.

I used my hands and mouth, and with the addition of my lower body, I could only play with four people. The other eight people
kept biting my nipples and kissing my sensitive areas. I could only make my moans through my nose, " Ugh~~ U ... The thrusting continued , " Ugh ... ugh ... I am Lin Peipei, a seventeen-year-old Form Five student. I love exhibitionism, humiliation, being played with, and being left to my own devices and have my lewdness seen. Now, I voluntarily handcuff myself to this lamppost, allowing anyone to rape, watch, insult, and play with me. Whatever you want to play with, I will cooperate. Let's play together! The key to the handcuffs is at the top of the vibrator—not the outside, but the inside. Pull the vibrator out! At that moment, I knew my boyfriend didn't want me anymore; I had nowhere to go. Just then, a truck drove by but didn't stop until I saw… As the sun rose and dawn broke, a car finally stopped. He pulled out the vibrator, and I screamed in agony, "Ahhhhhh!" Semen gushed out at the same time. The man leered, untied me, and pulled me back into the car. I told him about my situation and asked him to give me a ride. "Can I pay for the ride myself?" I asked. He agreed, and I cooperated, moaning pitifully, " Ah ... "Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~" Until he ejaculated on my face, probably because twelve men were frantically playing with my vagina, each thrust was excruciatingly painful, but I loved it. He calmed down and asked, "Where are you going?" I asked, "Where can I find a stable boy?" The truck man asked in surprise, "A stable boy?! You want to be a child prostitute?" I replied, "Being a child prostitute is my only way out." "Okay, I'll take you to find one, but be prepared, it won't be a human life anymore," the truck man said. I immediately replied, "I know~~ I know." The truck man then took me to Portland Street. The truck man said, "Stay in the truck for a while." A while later, the truck driver and a handsome guy arrived together. The truck driver said, "This is Boss Long. Just follow him. He'll give you a place to stay and pick up clients." Boss Long told me to get out of the truck, walk around, and check my figure. "Okay, you'll give me 22,800 yuan at the end of each month, covering all the house expenses. This month, consider it my way of taking you to pick up clients. Just be as revealing as you can to attract customers. But you're not the only prostitute here. You have to figure out how to make up the difference. If you don't pay, I'll kick you out. Understand? " A few days later, on the night before the exam, I stood naked on Portland Street, playing with the chain and shackles hanging on my body. A taxi stopped in front of me, and I immediately went up and asked, "Sir, would you like some services?" The taxi driver asked, "What do you include?" I replied, "Whatever you want." The taxi driver asked again, "Doing it in a public place, and if it's filmed, is that a problem?" I shook my head. The taxi driver was a little disappointed. I said, "Don't be disappointed. This kind of thing is my specialty." I jumped into the taxi, and the driver took me to the end of Tsim Sha Tsui waterfront. I got out and started teasing him. I began my work. He was my seventy-third customer. I thought to myself, "What do I care about being a virgin prostitute?" This is my current job. My future job, I guess, will be the "shame ring" of a prostitute. Now, it's not only a symbol of my becoming a sex slave, but also a mark of my utter disgrace. It's also a tool to keep my nipples erect, a good way to easily pull apart my labia majora and minora , and a way to stimulate my lustful body. It's also a symbol of my love for exhibitionism. I will become the slut among prostitutes. My name is Lin Peipei, and I'm also known as the "five-ring virgin prostitute." I only charge five to eight hundred each time, depending on whether the person has any feelings. If they do... If I cut back a little, he'll come back. If I want to be played with in public, I need to pay an extra 200 yuan first. After that, if there are spectators, the client has to pay an extra 5 yuan for each spectator. My highest record is 8,000 yuan for a client's spectator fee because I did it on the streets of Mong Kok. But back then, I just shouted, "Come on~ look~ I'm~ a~ virgin~ prostitute~". The clients didn't care because they all seemed to be rich. That time, he gave me 10,000 yuan , but he wanted me to walk naked from the Mong Kok pedestrian zone back to Portland Street. I was insulted by many people, but I was actually very excited. If you're interested, you can try coming to Portland Street to find me. After I turn eighteen, I will change my name to Lin Peiling and my nickname to "Five Rings Prostitute". I am a prostitute for people who play with sex and love perverts. Exposing myself in public is my specialty.

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