Special services

I'm 28 years old. Ever since my husband abandoned me and married his mistress, I've felt meaningless about everything. Fortunately, I received a large sum of money from him, so I don't have to worry about finances. With nothing to do, I look for fun and excitement online. Today
, as usual, I logged onto a familiar porn site. After browsing for a bit, I noticed a new link. The Flash animation was strangely mysterious. So I clicked on it.
It turned out to be a website for a sex service company. The homepage wasn't very detailed; it didn't describe the services offered, only stating that the company was located in City A (not far from my city) and provided sexual services specifically for people with special needs. Almost all special sexual services were available, exciting, mysterious, and the company guaranteed all client privacy and safety. If interested, please apply on this website; the company will contact you within two days to arrange the services.
I felt a little uneasy, yet also excited, as it sounded very exciting. I didn't know what kind of special services this company offered, but my strong curiosity led me to click the "apply" button at the bottom.
The pop-up webpage detailed the services and prices: SM - 5000 yuan, same-sex service 3000 yuan, group sex 2000 yuan for 30 people, bestiality 5000 yuan for 30 animals, child sex 20000 yuan, fully automated service 50000 yuan, etc. It concluded by stating that once a service was selected, the customer had to accept the company's services; failure to fulfill the contract after signing would result in penalties. It
also stated that any questions could be asked beforehand. I didn't understand what the fully automated service was, but since it was the most expensive, it must be the best service. Since the price wasn't much to me, I clicked "apply" and left my phone number.
The next morning, my phone rang. The voice on the other end wasn't a human voice, but an electronic voice filtered through technology, demanding that I transfer 2000 yuan to a *** account as prepayment, and then a car would be sent to pick me up that afternoon to receive the service. I really wanted to ask what the fully automated service actually entailed, but then I thought, once I found out, there would be no mystery left, which would be pointless, so I hung up the phone.
After hanging up, I thought about it and decided that if the company was a scam, the loss of two thousand yuan was only a small matter, so it didn't matter. I went to the bank and transferred the money. An hour later, I received another call from City A, saying that the payment had been received and that a car would be sent to meet me at the ** parking lot in my city at 3 pm. The license plate number was ********. I was asked to arrive on time, and we had agreed on a code word. At noon, I took a nice, long shower to relax my tense nerves. After lunch, I arrived at the ** parking lot on time.
The parking lot was underground and not small, but there weren't many cars, probably because everyone was using their cars at 3 pm. I searched around for a while before finally spotting my target in a relatively dark place. My heart pounding, I walked to about twenty meters away from the car, took out my lighter, and fired three times according to the agreed signal. Almost simultaneously, a woman got out of the driver's seat and waved to me. I felt a little more at ease, because it was a woman picking me up, which made me feel safer. After getting into the car, I could see that the woman was probably in her thirties, with a good figure and a pleasant voice. She took out a contract and handed it
to me, saying it was a necessary procedure for the company's services, and that I could leave immediately if I changed my mind. I wanted to ask about the details of the fully automated service, but I forced myself not to speak, only asking about its safety. The woman gave me a charming smile and reassured me, saying that this service was the most expensive because of its high quality; more than a dozen people had used it so far, and no one had complained. She also emphasized that customer safety was the company's top priority. Hearing this, I nodded, remained silent, and signed the contract. The woman smiled and put the contract away, then invited me to sit in the back seat.
After crawling to the back of the car, I discovered that the back seats had been specially modified, with only one seat in the middle. All four windows were fitted with opaque black glass, making it very dark and impossible to see anything around me. Urged on by the woman, I hesitantly got in. She told me that the company's services would begin as soon as I got in, guaranteeing a thrilling and satisfying experience, but my cooperation was needed for the best results. Next, she turned on the car's air conditioning, instantly warming the cabin. She asked me to remove all my clothes, which made me a little shy, as she was a stranger and I didn't have an exhibitionist streak.
But it was too late to back out now, so I resigned myself to fate.
Being naked in an unfamiliar environment was undeniably exciting, and my vagina began to feel wet. Finally, my delicate body was completely exposed. The woman smiled with satisfaction and told me to close my eyes. The moment I closed my eyes, I was incredibly nervous, unsure what awaited me—danger or pleasure? I didn't know; all I could hear was my heart pounding. In a daze, the woman seemed to activate some switch, causing a slight creak inside the vehicle. The seat began to recline, and I felt her place my hands above my head. Then, with a click, my hands were locked to a metal frame extending from the back of the seat by a pair of steel rings. I began to feel uneasy, struggling desperately and trying to scream. The woman immediately removed the handcuffs and softly reassured me that this was simply part of the service and procedure, and that she had no intention of harming me. She assured me that I would soon experience extreme pleasure.
While I was still somewhat doubtful, my hands were handcuffed again, and my legs were spread apart and firmly handcuffed to the sides of the carriage. A wide strap wrapped around my waist and secured me to the back of the seat. Now, I was completely bound to the seat, unable to move. If this woman wanted to do anything to me, I would have no way to resist.

What happened next truly shocked me. The woman pressed something somewhere, and with a click, a pair of glass covers descended from above. She skillfully fastened them over my breasts, and I then noticed that inside the covers were two small tubes that perfectly enveloped my nipples. The woman activated some kind of switch, and I felt the covers begin to forcefully pull my breasts inward, while the two small tubes took my nipples in and began to suckle. Good heavens! This was absolutely horrifying! During sex, what I love most is when a man sucks my nipples and fondles my breasts; these covers felt exactly like what a skilled man would do. I couldn't help but moan. The woman reached under my seat and pressed something, then said, "Now I'll drive you to the company. Please enjoy our company's special foreplay."
The car started moving, and the woman activated some kind of switch, raising a partition between the front and rear compartments to separate us, and the lights came on. Fortunately, I could still move my head, so I curiously looked around at everything. Two bras supporting my breasts were suspended from the ceiling by two sturdy-looking tubes, seemingly connected to a vacuum machine, attempting to suck my breasts completely into the bras and constantly pulling them towards the ceiling. The suction inside the bras grew stronger and stronger, finally slamming in with a "whoosh," sucking both breasts in completely. I felt my breasts swell to their maximum, my nipples stretched into elongated shapes by the two small tubes.
Suddenly, my lower body involuntarily trembled. I felt the chair beneath me seemingly splitting apart from the middle, but I couldn't see it. Fortunately, the chair only split about ten centimeters before stopping. Before I could even exhale, something warm and slippery sprayed all over my buttocks. Before I could figure out what it was, I felt something slowly touching my buttocks from under the chair. In an instant, instinctively, I knew it must be a plastic penis, elastic and firm, and judging from the feeling against my buttocks, the glans of the penis was very large. The penis, well-lubricated by the lubricant that had just been sprayed, pressed against my buttocks, slowly sliding forward until it reached my vulva, parting my labia and probing in with half its head inside. What a huge thing! I suddenly feared it would tear my vaginal opening if it went in too quickly, but thankfully it stopped.
It was half-inserted into my honeypot. I didn't understand the purpose of this process, but the stimulation from my breasts made me really want it to go all the way in. At this point, I could only use the occasional bumps in the car to rub and squeeze the large glans back and forth at the entrance of my vagina, but it didn't solve anything, only making my honeypot overflow with lustful fluids.
As if knowing my needs, the penis began to slowly thrust upwards again. Because the large glans had already dilated the vaginal opening to adapt to its thickness, it didn't cause me any discomfort when it entered my body, but instead gave my lower body an extremely satisfying fullness. I closed my eyes, let go of all my senses, and felt the feeling of this huge penis slowly thrusting into my body. I felt the glans constantly expanding the vaginal walls, stimulating the nerves that hadn't been excited in a long time, calmly occupying this small hole. Almost there, almost to the bottom, almost there, is it going to go any further? My God, it's still going in, just how long is that thing? Oh God, it's all the way in, oh, it feels so good...
The penis stopped, right at the deepest part of my vagina. I felt like I was about to collapse, my genitals were a mess from the sprayed lubricant and my own vaginal fluid, waves of excitement kept surging through my body. Hurry up, move faster, why isn't it moving? The penis stopped moving. The excitement that had just been aroused faded again, and I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, cursing this damn thing in my heart. Just then, the penis suddenly started to rotate, and because the whole thing was slightly curved, the thick head even made a circle. Then it started to thrust in and out, rotating as it went, it felt like it was thrusting once and rotating half a circle per second. I screamed loudly as it thrust in, my body trembling uncontrollably. As the excitement continued to increase, this speed began to make me dissatisfied, I wanted to reach the peak feeling, it should be faster. Faster! Faster!!! I kept praying in my heart.
But the speed of the big stick didn't increase anymore. As I was overwhelmed by uncontrollable lust, a jolt of electricity suddenly spread from my genitals, sending shivers down my spine. A series of clicks, clicks, clicks echoed as a small pair of pliers emerged from between my legs, clamping my clitoris and sending electric shocks. The current wasn't strong, but this area is very sensitive to even a weak shock, especially with a large penis inserted below. The suction of the bras on my breasts and nipples began to change, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, like a pair of gentle hands kneading. A slightly thinner penis pressed against my buttocks, finding a soft, concave spot. Oh my god, that was my anus! I was terrified, trying to flinch, but trapped in the chair, there was nowhere to hide. The glans began to push into my anus, a throbbing pain shooting through me—it hurt so much! I could only try to relax my anus, because tensing it would only make it hurt more. It was much better; the pain gradually subsided, but the rod was halfway inside and began thrusting.
One after the other, two penises, one thick and one thin, took turns inserting and withdrawing, rubbing against the thin walls of my vagina, sending a double wave of pleasure through me. I felt my vaginal fluid begin to flow down my thighs, the "splat, splat" sounds echoing in the car.
Suddenly, the thrusting speed of the two penises increased to two strokes per second, then the speed in my vagina continued to increase—three, four strokes. The electric current intensified, and I began to hallucinate. In a hazy, colorful blur, I suddenly stiffened, an unprecedented pleasure surging and impacting my body… A beast-like howl filled the small car.
The climax was gradually fading, but the penis showed no sign of stopping. It only slowed down, but it continued relentlessly. I suddenly understood why the large glans had only inserted halfway before stopping—it was to give my vagina time to adjust. Hmm, the design is indeed very thoughtful and considerate, really good. I suddenly became looking forward to the services to come.
And so, amidst the relentless rape by the mechanical penis, the car stopped. Countless orgasms left me utterly exhausted. The car stopped, and the female driver came to the back to untie my restraints, politely inviting me out. It was a large estate, with many houses and few people. She arranged for me to stay in a very luxurious room, saying someone would come to greet me shortly, and then left. Just as I was getting familiar with the room, there was a knock at the door. A very handsome waiter entered, politely inviting me to dinner. The restaurant's private rooms were luxurious, and the food was delicious. I finished dinner with a belly full of curiosity and unease. The waiter then led me out a door.
It was already dark, and I could only sense a vast garden outside, quiet and dark everywhere. A sense of fear washed over me, and I couldn't help but shiver. Before I could decide whether to continue, someone suddenly grabbed me from behind, twisted my arms behind my back, and then another pair of hands deftly put a blindfold on me, plunging me into complete darkness. Fear instantly overwhelmed me, and the words "murder and robbery" flashed through my mind. I opened my mouth and began to scream for help. But before I could utter a second sound, a piece of duct tape was used to seal my mouth. My arms were tightly bound with a rope, and then I was laid down on the ground, my legs bound like sticks, unable to move. Four strong hands lifted me up and carried me forward. Bound all over, I was like a fawn caught by a hunter, completely at their mercy.
Finally, I heard a door open; they must have entered a room. I was put on the ground. Judging from the footsteps, there were at least two or three people inside. So many people, yet no one uttered a sound, just rustling and bustling about, occasionally punctuated by the clanging of metal. "Oh my god! Are they going to kill me?" I began to tremble.

I was lifted up again and leaned against what felt like a metal frame. The ropes binding my legs were untied, but before I could even move, several strong hands gripped them tightly, spreading my legs wide and securing them to the frame. Then my hands were untied and immediately bound behind my back to the frame as well. The blindfold and duct tape were removed. After my eyes adjusted to the light, I could see the room clearly.
It was large, with many ropes, shackles, handcuffs, belts, and other items hanging on the walls. The room was covered with a thick carpet, which felt comfortable to walk on barefoot. I was secured to a strange metal frame; because it was behind me, I couldn't see it clearly, but I felt that the frame must have many functions. Three burly men wearing only underwear were busy around me; two were black and one was white.
I looked down and began to examine myself. My hands and feet were firmly strapped to the frame with leather straps; there was no point in trying to break free. "What are they going to do next?" I wondered. The white man brought over a basket, picked out a thin white cotton rope from it, and stood behind me. I screamed in terror—was he going to strangle me? I regretted coming here so foolishly. The rope didn't wrap around my neck; it went around my chest and tightly bound me to the frame. Although the rope was tied very tightly, it didn't cause me any pain or discomfort; it seemed this man was an expert at tying women up. After wrapping the rope around my breasts several times, the white man moved to the front and began to wrap the rope around each breast. My breasts weren't huge, but they were a large C-cup, so they were easily bound until they bulged out.
The man then picked out a thicker rope and gestured for the two black men to help him. The two black men understood and lifted my legs, causing the frame holding my legs to bend upwards. They adjusted it above my head, and my legs were now fixed vertically at a 120-degree angle—this frame was actually movable. The white man began binding my legs from the base of my thighs, quickly twisting them into two pretzel-like shapes. Two ropes were even tied around my genitals, squeezing my labia and causing them to bulge upwards. My face flushed crimson. I could imagine my genitals were completely exposed to the eyes of three strange men, who were watching me with keen interest, as if I were their own creation.
The ropes didn't make me uncomfortable; instead, they gave me a taut, restrained pleasure, especially the ropes around my genitals constantly stimulating my sensitive areas. My vagina started itching again; I knew this was anticipation of being penetrated by something thick, preferably a strong penis.
The three men exchanged glances and moved closer to me without a word. Two Black men, one on each side, cupped my breasts and began to fondle them, sometimes squeezing and kneading them, sometimes rubbing my nipples, and finally simultaneously taking them into their mouths, sucking and licking them. The white man squatted below, playing with my genitals, his index finger repeatedly thrusting in and out of my vagina, the tip roaming between my labia. Within minutes, my vagina began to gush with fluid. Who has ever experienced such skillful stimulation from three places at once? The pleasure was simply exquisite. The white man dipped another finger in my vaginal fluid and inserted it into my anus, then simultaneously moved two fingers in and out of my vagina and anus. My buttocks involuntarily moved in rhythm with him, even though the rope was making it difficult for me.
My lewd behavior clearly excited the three men, as their penises all became erect. When they pulled down their underwear, my eyes almost popped out; all three penises could be described as enormous. One of the two black penises was thinner, probably about three inches in diameter, but at least thirty centimeters long; the other was probably nearly five inches thick and over twenty centimeters long. The white penis was relatively smaller, but still much larger than the average penis.
What would it feel like if any one of the three were inside my vagina? It would hurt terribly.
Amidst my anxiety, the black penis on the left, the one with the thin, long penis, abandoned its breasts and moved in front of me, while the white penis stood aside watching. This black man gripped my thighs firmly, his penis pressing against my vulva. He was about to start. I opened my eyes wide and watched as the dark glans slowly parted my labia and disappeared inside me. The glans, along with the penis, continued to penetrate deeper; the thickness of this cock felt incredibly good.
About two-thirds of it was inside, I felt the glans pressing against the deepest part of my vagina, grinding against my cervix, a trembling pleasure coursing through my body. The black man also felt he had reached the bottom and began to thrust.
My skin is very fair, which the black man seemed to like, while his skin was as black as the bottom of a pot. The scene was absolutely beautiful—black and white, a dark penis inserted into a snow-white body, ropes and a beautiful woman, bondage and pleasure. The remaining black man behind me grabbed my breasts with his large hands, playing with them wantonly. Needless to say, the pleasure surging from my lower body, just watching this scene of black and white rape, I was already close to orgasm. The black man fucking me was very skilled at thrusting, sometimes pulling his penis out completely and then thrusting it in again, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, making me feel like I was dying.
The white man signaled for the two to stop, then adjusted the height of the stand, so my buttocks were only thirty centimeters off the ground. The white man crawled under me, inserted his penis into my vagina, and thrust forcefully. The pleasure that had subsided during the pause surged through my body again. This penis wasn't very long, but it was a bit thicker, and my pleasure was even stronger than before. I tensed my body, savoring the strange, almost tangible, feeling of being bound by ropes like bamboo leaves, while watching two dark hands alternately fondle my breasts and clitoris. I thought, I've fallen in love with ropes and rape; the more ropes, the better; the more men who fuck me, the better. The feeling of being possessed and ravaged, combined with the sexual stimulation, was practically the ultimate pleasure during intercourse.
Suddenly, the white man pulled out his large penis and pressed the head against my anus. I knew he wanted anal sex, but thankfully, the plastic penis I'd used on the way here had loosened my anus, so penetration wasn't a problem. Besides, I was looking forward to the double pleasure from both ends. "Come on!" The black man who had been playing with my breasts moved to the front and squatted down, slowly inserting his enormous penis into my vagina. I stared wide-eyed, trying to see how this thing, almost as thick as an arm, was being inserted into my body. The owner of the enormous penis used the glans to separate my labia, teasing it up and down until the glans was covered in vaginal fluid, then slowly began to push it inward.
At that moment, I could clearly feel the elastic penis moving forward inside my vagina. The glans gradually squeezed in, an inch, two inches, and I began to open my mouth wide and breathe deeply, cooperating by relaxing my vagina. Because this penis was so big, my two delicate labia were completely pulled into the vaginal opening, and the entire vaginal opening was deeply sunk inward. The owner of the enormous penis also noticed my difficulty, pulled out slightly, and considerately began to thrust with the two-inch length of his penis that was still inside. I was in some pain; encountering such a huge penis for the first time being fucked by a foreigner was not something an Eastern woman could immediately adapt to.
I looked at this black man who looked a lot like an NBA player; his strong arms supported my buttocks, he bent down, opened his thick lips, and took one of my breasts into his mouth, gently sucking on it. With his slight thrusting, my vaginal walls completely relaxed, and his penis began to push in again. Three inches, four inches... the entire black rod was swallowed up inside my vagina.
The black man's genitals pressed tightly against my vulva, his pubic hair tickling my clitoris. The feeling of being filled inside made me groan involuntarily. The big black man grabbed my breasts with both hands and kneaded them, thrusting his hips in and out. My labia were spread wide apart, and a disproportionately large penis was inserted inside. When it was withdrawn, my labia were turned inside out, pressed tightly against the sides of the large rod, and immediately pulled into my vagina with the rapid entry of the penis. I resisted the rising pleasure while marveling at how my vagina could accommodate this huge rod.
The white man's penis began to enter my rectum and he began to thrust up and down. The two penises pressed against the thin vaginal walls, simultaneously injecting double pleasure into my body. Sometimes they withdrew and inserted at the same time, sometimes they thrust in and out alternately. My breathing quickened, and just as I opened my mouth to let out a cry of pleasure, the remaining black penis was immediately shoved into my mouth. Two large hands gripped my head, preventing me from moving an inch. The penis moved slowly and steadily in my mouth. I could feel the bulging veins and tendons on it, its elasticity and hardness.
Even my lips began to feel pleasure. I made muffled "mmm" sounds, my consciousness becoming somewhat hazy. The three men almost simultaneously increased the frequency of their penetration, wave after wave of pleasure crashing against my body. I don't know how much time passed (they later told me it was fifty minutes), but the penis in my mouth began to penetrate even deeper. I immediately felt a urge to vomit, but with each vomit, the penis penetrated even deeper, until finally the owner of the longest penis pressed his hairy pubic area against my mouth, and the tip of this thirty-centimeter-long penis had already penetrated deep into my esophagus. Finally, once my esophagus adjusted to the sensation, he began to thrust again, and incredibly fast. All three holes were being penetrated simultaneously, and the thought of being tightly bound to a rack sent my pleasure soaring to its peak. I opened my mouth as wide as possible to prevent my teeth from scraping against the penis inside, while simultaneously contracting my vagina and anus forcefully.
Almost at the same time as my orgasm, the penises inserted into my vagina and anus began to throb, and the two men let out low groans as two streams of hot semen were released into my body. The black man penetrating my mouth thrust his penis in as deep as possible, holding my head tightly, and a bullet of semen shot into the depths of my esophagus, the gushing semen quickly filling my stomach.
I can't remember how they took me off the stretcher or how I was carried back to the room. I only vaguely remember using my freed hands to repeatedly rub a man's penis and testicles, and the man tactfully raised the stretcher to his genitals so I could give him oral sex.
I slept soundly through the night until almost noon the next day when the handsome waiter came in to wake me. He woke me up in a rather unusual way: he crawled under the covers, spread my legs, and licked my genitals until I awoke from my growing arousal. I really wanted him to have sex with me, but he politely said that waiters couldn't have sex with customers and hoped I would enjoy what was to come. I asked him what the next activity was, and he just smiled politely and said, "You'll know after lunch." He patiently waited for me to finish washing up and then led me to lunch. I went with him wearing only a loose, comfortable nightgown, without a bra.
It was indeed VIP service; the meal was served in a very elegant private room. However, there was only a table, no chairs. Just as I was wondering about this, he brought a chair in from outside. I stood facing the table, waiting for him to place the chair under my buttocks so I could sit down. I was really hungry. He put one arm around my shoulder and the other on my genitals, slowly lowering me down. Because he was handsome, I wasn't angry at his actions, just felt a little strange. Halfway down, I felt something touch my genitals. Looking down, I saw a plastic penis attached to the center of the chair. At this point, the handsome young man had already parted my labia with his fingers, and with a slight downward pressure, he inserted me into this large rod. Instantly, my body felt weak, and I almost collapsed into the chair. It took me a while to adjust to the feeling of being held in place. Then the food was served. The food was plentiful, with delicacies from land and sea, and it suited my taste perfectly. I enjoyed a rather special lunch. After finishing the last bite, the large rod that had been churning inside me as I picked up food had left my chair soaked with vaginal fluid.
After the meal, a waiter draped a nightgown over me and helped my slightly limp body into a large hall riddled with doors. In the center of the hall stood a single shelf. From the side, it resembled a quaint table, roughly the letter Z. I crouched down to examine it curiously. It reached about my knees, its surface covered in a warm, plush material. Near the edge of the ground were two small metal rings about a meter apart, and at the top, two more bracelet-sized metal rings. Just as I was about to ask what it was for, a door opened, and two muscular men emerged. They carried in two metal shelves, the same color as the ones on the ground, seemingly a matching set. I waited, bewildered, for what was to come; all I knew was that the next event would involve sex.
Two men put down their things, walked straight to me, grabbed my arms, and pushed me face down onto the side of a shelf on the ground (it should be the right side of a Z-shape). One man pulled my hands above my head, forcing them forward as much as possible, while the other man threaded them through two iron bracelets and fastened them, immobilizing my hands. The two men then came behind me, pushing my knees into the recessed part of the shelf and placing an iron bar under my knees. Because my lower abdomen was pressed against the edge of the shelf (or table), my buttocks could only stick out backward. My feet were tied to two small iron rings with rope. Now I couldn't move at all. The position was somewhat comical: my hands stretched forward like two sticks, my legs spread apart, my buttocks sticking out backward, and my genitals facing backward—a standard, fixed version of the "old man pushing a cart" pose.
One of them pulled a can from his pocket and sprayed it twice onto my genitals. It felt cool and had a strange smell. What kind of procedure was this? I was increasingly confused. Fortunately, apart from the orgasm and pleasure, nothing frightened me, so I didn't feel any fear. I just waited quietly. The two of them built another layer on the table, about half a meter higher than my body. Finally, they turned two iron trays, slightly wider than my legs, upside down and placed them on my kneeling calves. Now, from a distance, only my buttocks were exposed; my body was completely covered by these iron contraptions.
The two of them left one after the other, leaving me alone in the empty hall. At that moment, a door opened. Judging from the direction of the sound, I knew it was another door behind me. A person ran towards me, panting. The sound stopped behind me, and puffs of hot air hit my buttocks. A cool finger kept touching my labia, making me very itchy. If you want to do it, just do it. Why are you dragging your feet? I turned around angrily. This sight was terrifying; I couldn't help but scream. Behind me wasn't a person, but a tan Great Dane!

This Great Dane was about my size, muscular and powerful, with paws almost the size of a human fist. I couldn't see its head because it was excitedly sniffing my genitals. I cursed inwardly the person who had let the dog out; a Great Dane could easily kill a person. Afraid that screaming would provoke its wildness, I closed my eyes, trembling, and lay on the shelf praying that the beast would leave.
A sudden surge of pleasure shot through my genitals—this beast was licking my genitals! Its tongue scraped from my clitoris towards my vaginal opening, the rough surface providing a much stronger pleasure than a human tongue. The scent of the vaginal fluid from my genitals, aroused by the large penis during lunch, probably intrigued the giant dog; its palm-sized tongue rapidly rubbed my labia, gradually focusing its licking around the vaginal opening. In no time, the external fluid was completely licked clean. Who's ever been licked by a dog for the first time? The feeling was heavenly.
I turned my head to see what it was like to be oral sex by a dog, and instead saw its huge penis throbbing between its legs. What a huge thing! Encased in its furry skin, a two-inch-long red section protruded, looking bigger than an adult's. Was it going to fuck me? Oh my god! I suddenly understood what those two men had sprayed on my genitals before they left—it must have been hormones secreted by a female dog, otherwise my vaginal fluids wouldn't have excited this male dog so much.
This Great Dane treated me like a very docile female dog in heat, licking me diligently, each lick going from my clitoris all the way to my anus, its rough tongue scraping against my labia with a rustling sound. I could only be fixed to the frame, letting out helpless moans. After the intense licking lasted for about five minutes, the giant dog's upper body lifted into the air, its two huge paws grabbing my waist, pressing its penis close to my genitals. Oh no, it's really going to fuck me.
I've seen dogs in heat at a friend's house, so I know that those pointed things thrashing around behind my rear end are the dog's penis. It's looking for a place to go inside, and once it gets into the vagina and feels the warmth and moisture, it will start thrusting rapidly. Just as I was thinking this, the tip of the dog's penis had already entered my vagina. The giant dog felt the comfortable vaginal environment and thrust hard. With a "plop," the entire dog's penis slid in. Instantly, I felt like a hot iron rod had been inserted into my body, burning hot and incredibly comfortable.
The Great Dane adjusted its position, its hind legs making a "slap slap" sound as it stepped on the two metal grooves, and then it began to thrust with all its might. The speed and force of the dog's fucking were beyond my expectations. Intense pleasure surged from my lower body like a tsunami. I opened my mouth and screamed with all my might. It felt so good! Every thrust reached the very end of my vagina, the tip of the dog's penis pressing against my cervix every time. If my whole body hadn't been restrained, I would definitely have collapsed to the ground, weak and limp. And so it was, I was completely exhausted, letting the things binding me hold me in place, lying completely relaxed on the shelf, eyes closed, my attention focused entirely on my genitals, feeling the club-like penis going in and out of me.
I was too weak to scream, mechanically uttering a few moans, my vaginal fluids flowing like a tide, lubricating the thick, beastly shaft. Who would imagine that a wealthy woman living a leisurely life was being raped by a dog? Ten minutes passed, the Great Dane continued its frenzied thrusting, the speed of its movements showing no sign of slowing down. An uncontrollable tingling sensation spread rapidly from my genitals throughout my body. I tensed all my muscles, my vagina clenching tightly around the dog's penis, using the last of my strength to let out a scream of orgasm...
In a daze, the speed of the thrusting slowed down, becoming even more powerful, the dog's genitals pressing tightly against my buttocks, grinding forcefully, feeling something even larger constantly pounding against my entrance. I wanted to turn around to see what it was, but I had no strength at all. Sigh, let it do what it wants. I thought silently.
The dog completely stopped thrusting, its penis remaining entirely inside me, pressing forcefully against my labia and twisting. Using the fluid from my earlier orgasm, that thick thing "plop" forced its way into my vagina. "Ah!" I cried out. It felt as if a tennis ball-sized object had been shoved inside me. Thankfully, the dog's thousand or so thrusts had completely relaxed my vagina, otherwise it would have torn. The Great Dane trembled a few times on my back, released its front paws, turned around, and stood quietly with my rear end facing mine.
Both the dog and I remained motionless. Actually, I was experiencing my second frenzied climax. Later I learned that the large thing was a protruding bow near the base of the dog's penis. During mating, it would become noticeably erect and thicker, almost twice the thickness of the dog's shaft. Judging by the size of a Great Dane's penis, the bow's diameter was probably about six inches. After the bow entered my vagina, it was firmly wedged inside, giving me an intense feeling of fullness and pleasure. Even more intense was that the bow pushed the penis inward by about four inches, with half of the tip of the dog's shaft penetrating the cervix. The dog appeared to be trembling slightly, but only I knew that its penis was throbbing rapidly, spurts of hot semen shooting like bullets onto my uterine wall, causing me to convulse. The throbbing of the penis stimulated the cervix like a massager, and this double stimulation triggered my second climax. This climax could be described as truly unique, because the pleasure of the tennis ball-sized bow entering my body, the hot semen being ejaculated inside my uterus, and the penis penetrating my uterus could only be experienced through mating with a dog. Some novels describe the intense pleasure of a human penis penetrating the uterus, but that's incorrect. The glans of a human penis is round, and the cervix is too small to fit, while the tip of a dog's penis is pointed. If inserted correctly, it can easily force its way into the uterus.
After throbbing dozens of times, the dog's penis calmed down. I felt the dog's penis, including the bow, slowly softening and thinning, and with a slight effort from the giant dog, it slid out. The nearly half-hour ejaculation made me realize some pleasures that men cannot provide. I must get a big dog to enjoy myself when I get back—no, two. I turned my head to look at the big dog lying on the ground, cleaning its penis with its tongue, and nervously wondered what the next act would be.
After cleaning its genitals, the giant dog ran back with light steps. I lay on the shelf, letting my exhausted body rest, while reliving the feeling of being dog-raped. A man walked up to me, holding two pills and a glass of water. He gently stroked my hair and told me that the next activity would be more stimulating, and that I wouldn't be able to handle it without taking these two pills. Otherwise, he would put me down immediately and take me back to my room. I asked him what they were, and he only told me that it was safe and wouldn't cause any harm to my body. He said that ordinary people might feel a little uncomfortable at first, which was why I needed to take two pills. He didn't say what the pills were, but I knew now that my life wouldn't be in danger here, so I didn't ask any further. I just thought silently. Since my body wouldn't be harmed, it couldn't be some kind of extremely perverted SM. In terms of stimulation and frightening, the dog-rape I just experienced was enough; what else could be frightening? My naturally curious nature made me hesitate, but in the end, curiosity prevailed.
After feeding me two pills, the man raised the frame to nearly a meter high, then wiped my buttocks clean, sprayed something on top of them and into the surrounding air, and left. I was suspended in mid-air, waiting blankly for the penetration to begin.
Not long after, I heard rapid, loud footsteps behind a door. No, to be precise… oh, now I know, because I saw a tall, dark horse galloping towards me. It was a purebred Western steed, its muscles smooth and strong, its gleaming skin throbbing with each stride.
The horse quickly reached my side, circling me, its large nostrils flaring, its breathing somewhat rapid. After circling a few times, it stopped behind me, its head slightly lowered, sniffing my buttocks. The cool, pleasurable air from the horse's nostrils swept across my genitals, while the stiff bristles on its lips prickled my labia, creating a strange sensation. A sudden surge of desire coursed through me, quickly spreading throughout my body. My genitals itched, my breasts swelled, and my face felt hot. At that moment, I desperately wanted a man to vigorously rub my breasts and genitals, and to fuck me hard with his penis. It seemed the two pills were an aphrodisiac, and they were now taking effect.
The horse sniffed for a while, then suddenly let out a loud neigh, its front hooves pushing off forcefully, lifting me off the metal frame above me. The horse's weight and strength frightened me, and I instinctively turned my head to look at it. At that glance, I understood what it was about to do. Like a Great Dane, it was stimulated by the hormones sprayed into its genitals and the air, mistaking me for a mare, and wanted to fuck me! Its penis, which was originally only a foot long, had now grown into a nearly meter-long rod. This enormous penis was unlike any human penis; it was as thick as a soda can, with a dark glans thicker than the shaft. The tip was flat, and the urethral opening for ejaculation and excretion was in the middle. A foot or so behind the glans was pink, then it became jet black and shiny at the base, crisscrossed with veins, and the base was as thick as a bowl. The horse's penis was already at its limit, bouncing up and down on its abdomen with each movement, constantly slapping against my buttocks.
Good heavens! No way! How could my little hole possibly accommodate such a penis? I could only close my eyes and resign myself to fate, the only thing I could do was try my best to clench my vagina, but how could I? My legs were bound and spread at a 120-degree angle.
The horse paddled a few steps, straightened its position, and pressed its enormous glans against my vulva. I inwardly groaned; the glans was almost the same size as my entire vulva. This was terrible; I regretted agreeing to continue. The horse began thrusting its penis wildly into my vagina, but it couldn't penetrate. However, the soft glans felt like a gentle hand massaging my vulva, incredibly comfortable.
I thought it would be nice if this continued; I was really enjoying it. The horse's glans was even softer than a human's, causing my burning desire to surge uncontrollably. The desire was reaching its limit; vaginal fluid flowed like a stream, making my legs a mess. The horse's penis continued to press against my labia. At this point, I desperately wanted it to penetrate, the sooner the better; I couldn't bear the torment of this burning desire any longer. I relaxed my vagina to cooperate, moving my hips as much as possible to align the glans with my opening. With my cooperation, the large glans finally pressed precisely against the vaginal opening; I could feel the urethral opening was slightly harder than the rest, right at the vaginal opening. I took a deep breath, completely relaxing my body, and my vaginal opening loosened a little more. The horse, perhaps agitated from its prolonged lack of stimulation, thrust harder, forcefully shoving almost half of its glans inside. "Ah!" I screamed. A searing pain instantly coursed through my body, the immense agony making my bones weak and my muscles go limp. I slumped limply against the frame. The powerful horse, however, showed no mercy, continuing its relentless thrust, its entire glans, the size of a steamed bun, now completely inside my vagina. I could clearly feel the rich elasticity of its glans. The horse's hind hooves shifted slightly, then it thrust its penis forward with all its might. The last vestiges of elasticity and resistance in my vaginal walls crumbled instantly. I felt a massive, fleshy rod slam heavily against my uterus, pushing it deep into my abdomen, like being punched hard in the stomach. My vision blurred, and I nearly fainted.
About three seconds later, the second powerful thrust began. The three-second pause allowed my mind and strength to recover slightly, and the pain noticeably lessened. When the second thrust came, although it still hurt, it didn't break me; I could even feel the impact and hardness of the penis moving inside me. The third thrust came again after a short interval, equally powerful. But the pain was getting lighter, and I was starting to get used to the discomfort of the impact on my uterus. The continuous and powerful thrusts began. As the penis penetrated, I could feel the glans pushing inward, the vaginal walls being forcefully separated, and the friction between every fold and the mottled surface of the glans.
"Ah, ah, ah."
"Ugh, ugh."
All I could do was close my eyes and enjoy the overwhelming pleasure; even the process of the penis pushing into my uterus was so wonderful. I admit it was the effect of those two aphrodisiac pills; if I hadn't taken them, the cries I made at this moment would definitely have been agonizing screams.
My large size limited the speed of the horse's thrusts, roughly once every two seconds. Although slow, the depth and force of its nearly meter-long penis were unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. I thought my vagina could now accommodate almost half of the horse's shaft. The pleasure of the forty-centimeter-long penis moving inside me was unparalleled! The aphrodisiac-induced lust allowed me to endure the horse's thrusts for an extended period. The metal frame shifted forward with each powerful thrust, and my pleasure intensified. An uncontrollable excitement and tingling sensation spread like electric waves, and I saw a kaleidoscope of colors before my eyes. When the climax arrived, I let out a long howl that even I found somewhat terrifying.
The horse was incredibly capable; it didn't ejaculate until my fourth climax. Its semen gushed from its tube-like penis, powerfully massaging my uterus, causing me to involuntarily convulse. The horse's shaft completely filled my vagina, and the semen slowly trickled down my legs. The powerful ejaculation lasted for over thirty times, and the extreme pleasure left a tired smile on my face.
After the horse left, the two men came in and untied me. Then they smeared the semen that covered my thighs all over my body like bath soap. The two of them, one in front and one behind, spread my legs apart and placed them in the crook of their arms, while the one behind lifted me up by my buttocks. Then they inserted both of their penises into my vagina. After they were done, they gave me two injections, one to prevent disease and the other to restore the tightness of my vagina.
I slept through the night covered in horse semen. The next day, there were no planned activities, except that a lady took me to the gym, swimming, and for a massage, supposedly to help me recover my strength. Because there would be a very special activity on the third day.

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