The Dean's Twelve Beauties 117

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I. The Lewd Hospital:
When I was in college, I went to the countryside for summer vacation and met my cousin who was studying at a vocational high school. I bragged to her about my life, and she admired me greatly. Seeing that the time was right, I took advantage of the fact that no adults were at my aunt's house, aroused her desire, and took her virginity. Afterwards, we maintained a romantic relationship. When she started college, she came to visit our school. All the students wanted me to introduce her to them as their girlfriends, unaware that she was actually mine.
Meanwhile, I met my wife, Yao Jingting, at university. She dressed very conservatively, wore black-rimmed glasses, and rarely smiled. We met while attending classes in several different classes; she was the class monitor of the math class, and I was the branch secretary. Sometimes the teachers would ask us to stay for meetings to discuss our classmates, which led to more interaction with her. Later, during social events and spring outings, we got along very well. My classmates encouraged me to pursue her, and I also felt that we had a lot in common in terms of personality and conversation. However, height was an issue; even without heels, she was still about half a head taller than me, around seven or eight centimeters. Moreover, she seemed very innocent and ambitious, and didn't appear to be swayed by matters of the heart. We remained friends until the end of the semester. One day, while studying together, she abandoned her usual suit jacket and trousers and wore a white, tight-fitting sweater, revealing her bust and hips and exuding a captivating femininity. I then realized how beautiful she was. On the way home after studying, I confessed my feelings. She neither accepted nor rejected me, saying she needed to think about it.
During summer vacation, her family experienced some changes; her father was diagnosed with cancer. I sent her a text message to comfort her, sent her several thousand yuan, and visited her at her home once. After the start of the new semester, it seemed that her father's condition had improved, and her mood improved slightly. We still studied together and went to the park together, but she didn't accept my confession, so we didn't do anything inappropriate, not even holding hands. My cousin came over once and saw us. She was a little jealous and spoke to Yao Jingting provocatively, which made things a bit unpleasant. That night, my cousin and I stayed at a hotel near the school, where she could finally release the pent-up desire she had been having with Yao Jingting.
Later, my cousin told me that she had learned about the rule against marriage between close relatives and felt very confused. She wanted to ask me what to do. I said that we had made a huge mistake and it would be best to stop now. It was all my fault, and I would take responsibility for it all. But my cousin was unwilling. She wanted to continue this relationship, even if we couldn't get married. She wanted to have this dream that would never grow up and didn't want to accept the reality that we had no future. I had no choice but to agree to her request. After my cousin left, I apologized to Yao Jingting. She didn't seem to mind, but she said that her father's illness had worsened and he needed surgery, which would cost a lot of money. I discussed with her about raising funds at the school. From fundraising to treatment, and finally to her father's unfortunate passing, I stayed by her side. She was very moved. After the only man in her family passed away, she felt she needed someone to rely on, and these past few days she felt that I was someone she could rely on, so she agreed to be with me.
She was raised with strict rules; she would blush if I held her hand, and she wouldn't even allow kissing. She was very tall and had a great figure, so I imagine she had many suitors, especially men from the physical education department. At 179cm, she was the target of tall men, which put a lot of pressure on me. However, her conservative upbringing was something I could take advantage of. With a woman like her, if I could get her body, we would have a future. But getting her body wasn't easy; forcing her wouldn't work. She was half a head taller than me, so she wasn't easy to subdue. I slowly worked on her, holding her hand, kissing, hugging, and caressing her, and finally, just before graduation, I slept with her.
After we slept together, I discovered she wasn't a virgin. For someone with her upbringing to not be a virgin, it seemed strange. Did she have other men? I wasn't her first love, which surprised me. But I held back from asking. She sensed my suspicion and, fearing I would accuse her of being dishonest, she told me everything. She explained that when she was 13, she was raped on her way home and later brought the perpetrator to prison. As she spoke, she tightly hugged herself. I saw her pain and helplessness, so I comforted her, saying I didn't care about virginity, and then hugged her to offer reassurance.
After graduation, she found a job teaching at a middle school in the city, while I passed the civil service exam for a low-level position in a nearby county. Although it wasn't convenient, our relationship remained strong. Our compatible personalities were our guarantee. A beautiful woman like her would always have suitors in the city, and I was a little worried. Yao Jingting also felt she needed a man to support her family and help care for her mother, so we got married.
On the day of our premarital checkup, Yao Jingting was found to have difficulty conceiving, possibly due to the trauma of being raped as a child. My wife felt very guilty, and I comforted her. That same day, my cousin, who had been lurking in the shadows for a long time, called, threatening to jump off a building to stop our marriage. We rescued her from the rooftop and discussed the situation at the dinner table. Jingting, feeling guilty towards me because of her difficulty conceiving, but also unwilling to see my cousin live alone for the rest of her life, proposed a three-way marriage. I analyzed the pros and cons: my feelings for both my cousin and Jingting remained, and Jingting could help cover up my relationship with my cousin, while my cousin could bear a child for me, fulfilling Jingting's wish to raise the child. So I agreed.
On the wedding day, my cousin did nothing out of line, and everyone offered their blessings. However, during the wedding night, my cousin stole the groom, leaving the bride alone in the bridal chamber.
That night, I fell asleep with my cousin in my arms. My wife was sent to another bedroom by my cousin. My wife was accommodating my cousin, afraid that something might happen to her. I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and heard a woman moaning, "Uncle, please, let me go... ah, be gentle..." I listened carefully and realized it was my wife's voice. I pushed open the door a crack and saw my wife take off her usually mysterious bra. Two full, round breasts bounced on her chest, and she kneaded them vigorously. She lifted the blanket, opened and closed her legs, and frantically kneaded her large breasts with her hands, but never touched her private parts. She only used her legs to rub to relieve her desire. I felt a little guilty seeing this scene and wanted to go in and help her relieve her desire, but then I thought that she had always appeared as an ethereal, aloof beauty. It would be too awkward to go in now, so I decided not to expose my wife's mask.
Actually, my wife has strange requirements about sex. Due to her strict upbringing, she doesn't like to expose her skin. When we were in school, the few times we had sex, I had to use some tricks to succeed. At that time, she insisted on not taking off her bra. In the few times we had sex later, she still wore a bra and never let me touch her breasts. Sometimes when I secretly touched her, she would shudder as if she had been electrocuted, but immediately pushed my hand away. A few times she even got angry. She said that her breasts were very itchy and uncomfortable when touched, and she hoped I could understand. Since she insisted on this, I didn't force her. She still doesn't wear skirts and doesn't like to expose her skin. She also turns off the lights when we have sex. Moreover, after each time we have sex, I can feel that she is still restless and secretly touches her breasts after I fall asleep.
My cousin was about to graduate. Her outstanding dance performance at the graduation party won applause from the audience, but also attracted the attention of a lecherous man—the director of a well-known provincial hospital where she was interning. Director Zhong offered her a job; his hospital was the best option for all graduates. My cousin, of course, didn't refuse and went to work as a nurse at Director Zhong's hospital.
Director Zhong started adding a slow-acting aphrodisiac to my cousin's food. The effects were very gradual, and apart from feeling inexplicably irritable recently, my cousin didn't notice anything unusual. However, a week later, during a physical examination, Director Zhong, holding my cousin's report, claimed she had a gynecological problem and needed surgery. My cousin was very worried and immediately underwent the surgery. After the gynecologist administered the anesthesia, my cousin lost consciousness. The director and his entourage, Dr. Wang, entered and replaced the gynecologist. Dr. Wang sat next to my cousin's gynecological examination chair, looking at the various data about my cousin on the screen, and asked Director Zhong about his modification requirements.
"This slut's pretty smart," said Dean Zhong. "I think she'll be very useful in the hospital. How about I
do it myself this time?" Zhong Yi picked up a scalpel. Dr. Wang replied, "Dean, you've already taught me this technique. As her apprentice, I should do my best. Don't worry about it. It would be disrespectful to let my master do such a small thing."
The dean nodded, pinched his cousin's breast, and said, "Hmm, a C-cup, quite large, but still a bit small compared to my personal slaves. Make it a little bigger. She's only 21, she can still develop. Give her some medication."
Dr. Wang noted Zhong Yi's request on the computer beside him. "And the rest?"
"Well, let's forget about the milk spraying for now. She's so young, don't make milk everywhere all the time." Then he grabbed his cousin's legs and pressed them against her head. His cousin, who was under anesthesia, just groaned softly, without any expression of pain. "Hmm, I heard this girl has practiced dance since she was little. If we improve that, we can send her to Butterfly Girl's place to learn dance; it'll be a valuable skill."
The head doctor parted his cousin's slender legs and placed his hand at her vulva. A small tuft of sparse pubic hair grew above her labia, thinning down. The area around her labia, devoid of hair follicles, was completely milky white, contrasting sharply with the black pubic hair above. The labia were a pale pink, tightly closed, resembling the appearance of a newborn baby girl. The head doctor touched his cousin's vulva with his thumb and said, "The color of this vulva is good. When we insert it later, preserve this color for me."
He then picked up a probe from beside the gynecological chair and ran it across his cousin's breasts, waist, and thighs. "Hmm, you can adjust the rest as you see fit. Stick to the old rules, Savior."
"Hmm," Dr. Wang nodded, looking at his cousin's various indicators on the screen.
"Mmm...uh..." A groan came from the rest ward next to the obstetrics and gynecology operating room.
"What's that sound?" The hospital director listened carefully, then asked Dr. Wang, "Did you arrange anything?"
"Oh, right, I almost forgot, it wasn't me who arranged it, it's a breast slave. She heard that she was having surgery on her little sister Han today, so she got horny and wanted to serve you today. I think the smooth progress this time is partly thanks to her..."
"The surgery has only just begun, there's still a lot to come. It's too early to say it's smooth!" The hospital director interrupted Dr. Wang, retorting. He paused, looked at his penis, which had become erect from the stimulation of the delicate body in front of him, and nodded. "That's true, she did a good job. She deserves a reward." Then he pushed open the door to the rest room in the inner room.
The walls of the inner room's lounge were covered with whips, vibrators, various colored ropes, restraint rings, enema kits, and other items. A chair resembling a gynecological examination chair, an octopus chair, and a bed were arranged compactly. Near the window was a row of laboratory cabinets, through which various liquids could be seen. A woman who looked about the same age as my cousin sat in the gynecological chair, in the same posture as my cousin outside, her legs wide open, bound to the armrests, her hands cuffed behind her back. However, unlike the gynecological chair, this woman was sitting in a slightly modified sex chair. It exposed her private parts and breasts more than the gynecological chair, and could be adjusted to various positions and heights for easy penetration. The woman on the sex chair was naked, wearing a black corset that extended from the lower edge of her breasts to the upper edge of her neck and buttocks, revealing her voluptuous figure. She wore a collar around her neck and a bright red gag in her mouth. Several small rings surrounded the collar, handcuffs, and leg restraints, presumably for easy restraint by others. Two bright red nipples sat on her full breasts, each erect and secured at the base with a nut-shaped iron ring. She wore black sheer stockings and black high heels. This attire, adorning her fair skin, was even more lewd than if she were naked. Her voluptuous body seemed coated with oil, gleaming with a faint, lustful sheen, and her captivating eyes were filled with desire.
"Why are you so eager to be fucked? Betraying your best friend just to be fucked by me, that's not right." The dean reached out from under his white coat and touched the woman's wet, hairless vulva.
The woman immediately wiggled her hips, responding to Zhong Yi's caresses.
It turned out this woman was Li Wen, a classmate of her cousin. She started school later, two years older than her cousin, but had a cute, adorable face. She was about the same height as her cousin, but more voluptuous, with a bit of baby fat. Her J-cup breasts were the envy of all the girls in the school, earning her the nickname "Milk Cow" from jealous women and lecherous men. Her cousin sometimes called her that too, and Milk Cow was quite proud of it. "My breasts are big, I have lots of milk, I can have lots and lots of babies for my man," Milk Cow always said, "They're so envious of those flat-chested girls." She and her cousin were both from the countryside, so they had a lot in common and became inseparable best friends. They were also the objects of lust for men near the medical school.
During their first summer vacation after entering school, Ru Niu went to Zhongyi's key provincial hospital for social practice. Zhongyi also took a liking to this girl with a prominent bust. After learning about her situation, he agreed to give her a long-term internship and training position, which would support her to complete her studies and also help support her family. Ru Niu was overjoyed to hear this and treated her cousin to dinner that day to celebrate. The excited sisters talked a lot after drinking, and the cousin also told me about her relationship with me. Ru Niu helped her solve her problems, and from then on, the two became even closer. This was indeed their first step into darkness…
The director took Milk Cow as one of his twelve personal sex slaves. Because of her ample bust, she was given the nickname "Milk Slave." She was a sex slave captured in the early stages of the director's twelve-slave concept. Milk Cow had been the director's sex slave for five years now. The director used Milk Cow's weekends and long holidays to train her. Her tolerance was increasing, becoming more and more unrestrained. The eldest sister among the sex slaves, Hairpin Slave, often taught Milk Cow to control her sexual desire. Dr. Wang also prescribed her some medication to control her libido, but she remained addicted to sex. And now, to please her master, she had even betrayed her best friend.
"Mmm, mmm… hum…" Milk Cow hummed lewdly, lost in ecstasy as the director's fingers rapidly penetrated her. She vigorously shook her plump buttocks, the soft flesh of her inner thighs swaying with the violent movements, like an excited little cake. Two fingers, three fingers… Just as the director was about to bring her to orgasm, he withdrew his fingers.
On the verge of climax, the cow opened her captivating eyes, looking at the director with a puzzled expression. Her plump buttocks continued to sway habitually, spurting out copious amounts of vaginal fluid, as if begging for her master's penetration.
The director unlocked the cow's handcuffs and shackles, removed the gag, and lowered her from the gynecological chair that had been converted into a sex chair. The cow knelt obediently on the ground, her rounded thighs encased in black stockings pressing limply against her slender calves. Her plump, white buttocks sat on black high heels, a trail of her vaginal fluid splattering from her thighs to her heels. Though intensely thirsty, she dared not masturbate. The cow placed her freed hands behind her back at her waist, silently enduring the desire on the verge of climax, anticipating her master's next move. The director took a spherical object and a glass from a nearby cabinet. Upon seeing this, the cow immediately brought her hands forward from behind her back, her two cute little hands forcefully supporting her large breasts, displaying them to her master. The director pressed the spherical object against the cow's large breasts, and a screw-like metal ring came off from the base of the nipple. She handed the glass to the cow, telling her to place it on the ground. After placing it, the cow clutched her breasts and looked at the director. At this moment, Li Wen resembled a beloved dog awaiting its master's command.
The director nodded. Li Wen, holding one nipple and aiming it at the glass, used her other small hand to knead her large breast. A stream of milk shot out from her nipple, accurately hitting the glass. "Oh..." The pleasure of the milk spray made the woman let out a ecstatic moan. In pursuit of greater pleasure, Li Wen increased the speed of his kneading, and her nipples, like a faucet turned on, continuously gushed milk. Soon, a glass was full. The woman, immersed in pleasure, seemed oblivious, continuing to squeeze her breasts. The white, foamy milk overflowed as the glass filled. "Slap!" A slap from the dean snapped the woman out of her reverie. Realizing her mistake, she knelt obediently like a child who had done wrong, head bowed, not daring to speak.
The dean picked up the glass full of the woman's milk and slowly tasted it.

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