Slave Training Camp - 3

Chapter Seven: Prostitute Levels and Pre-Work Tests
Back in the dormitory, it was empty, and a strange loneliness enveloped me. I was conflicted about the upcoming oral sex internship. During the training, I had been passive, like a rapist, and my compliance was to avoid suffering. But now, with the internship approaching, I felt somewhat reluctant. Psychologically, I was unwilling to degenerate into a man's toy, yet deep down, I hoped the work would improve my mother's life financially.
This contradiction tore at my heart, making my chest feel like it was weighed down by a heavy stone. I longed to confide in someone—the gentle and kind Xixi, my fellow sufferer Xiaoye, or even the oblivious Rabbit.
But none of them were there.
I went to the bathroom, lathered myself with shower gel, rubbed vigorously on the areas the man had touched, and then took out a dildo-like soap bar and carefully cleaned my vagina. As the soap bar went in and out, I suddenly felt a surge of pleasure, and my nipples hardened. I then pulled the soap bar out. I cursed myself inwardly for being such a slut, able to feel anything even while humiliating myself.
After a moment's hesitation, I slowly inserted the soap bar, now covered in foam, into my anus. I didn't know why men liked playing with women's anuses, but I felt ashamed if they felt disgusted inside while they were doing it.
The deeper the soap bar went, the stronger the urge to defecate became. I silently endured this strange feeling, and before I knew it, the soap bar had slipped completely inside me. I was terrified. If I couldn't get it out, what would those men think of their ridicule, or what if they assaulted me from behind? I quickly squatted down, strained my anus, and the soap bar mischievously slid deeper. I was sweating profusely with anxiety. Suddenly, an idea struck me. I quickly ran to the toilet, sat down, and slowly relaxed my anus, feeling the sensation of defecation. Sure enough, the soap bar started to slide downwards. With another push, "thump," the soap bar was finally expelled from my body.
I grabbed the soap bar, threw it on the floor in a childish tantrum, and then kicked it hard, still not satisfied.
After all that, I was covered in sweat. Seeing that it was still early, I decided to take a bath. So, I filled the bathtub with water, and as I sat down, I noticed a small cabinet next to me filled with various bath salts, flower petals, essential oils, and other feminine items, as well as a small bottle of healing liquid and a large bottle of recovery liquid. I took the recovery liquid, squeezed out a few drops, and applied it to my slightly swollen labia and my nipples, which had been roughly massaged by the men that afternoon. Instantly, a cooling sensation spread from those areas.
Lying comfortably in the bathtub, feeling the warmth around me, I suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. It seemed I never had the chance to take a bath like this outside. From now on, I'll try every flower petal and essential oil I can find in my baths.
Looking up, I saw it was already past 5 pm; time to go out. I lazily sat up, preparing to dry myself off and go to the bedroom. Suddenly, I saw wisps of white smoke constantly billowing from my vagina, swirling around my lower body. It was clearly the semen of the man who had ejaculated deep inside me. I disgustedly stirred the water, scattering the white clouds. Then, I impatiently drained the entire tub. I took a lotus seedpod from the wall, turned the water flow to maximum, and vigorously rinsed my lower body.
After drying myself, I lay quietly on the bed, my mind buzzing incessantly. My eyes were fixed on the second hand of the quartz clock on the wall, tirelessly circling, my heartbeat involuntarily quickening. What would my fate be tonight? What would my future hold? Countless unknowns tormented me.
"Tap tap tap" footsteps came from outside the door. My heart clenched. It must be Sister Xiao Ai calling me to work; what was bound to happen had finally arrived.
To my surprise, it wasn't Sister Xiao Ai who darted in, but the makeup artist, Sister Yue.
Sister Yue had changed into a pair of tight gray hot pants and a bright red tank top, making her face look flushed. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra; she only wore a small white vest over her upper body, just covering her nipples, but the outline of her breasts was clearly visible.
Her lower body was completely uncovered, and the outline of her vulva was clearly visible. If the hot pants had been flesh-colored, it would have looked like she was naked from the waist down. What surprised me was that there seemed to be a damp patch around her vagina, and it seemed to be expanding.
Seeing me staring at her lower body, Sister Yue complained, "You little brat! You've really put me through this! Yuan couldn't have sex with you, which made him so frustrated, so he took out all his anger on me, having sex with me in front of so many young men, and even doing it twice, filling me up completely. I've been wiping myself clean for ages, and I'm still leaking!"
Saying this, she pulled down her underwear and rushed into the bathroom.
When Sister Yue rushed out, she was wearing a paper skirt from our room. It seemed she hadn't dried herself properly, as there was a large, damp, flesh-colored patch on her buttocks.
Seeing me staring at her blankly, Sister Yue blushed and said, "Chuchu, why are you staring at me like that? You don't have lesbian tendencies, do you?"
"No way~ Sister Yue, going out dressed like that will only cause you a lot of trouble,"
I kindly reminded her.
"Haha, you're a kind-hearted little girl! I'm a saint-level technician; no one can play with me without orders from above or someone of a lower rank. Brother Yuan is my boss; he only needs to beckon him if he wants to play with me. I'm not like you, a prostitute. He wouldn't have done me if it weren't for today being special. There are plenty of prettier girls out there."
"What's a saint-level technician?"
I asked, hearing that term for the first time.
"Huh? Didn't that fairy-level prostitute in your room tell you about it?"
Sister Yue clearly hadn't expected me to be unaware of this concept. Seeing my completely bewildered look, Sister Yue said angrily, "That's so irresponsible! Let me explain it simply. The women in the company are divided into several levels. The highest is the 'Goddess' level, which outsiders call the leading ladies. Generally, there are only 4..." The first tier of women are called "Fairies." They own company shares and participate in some management, but only obey Brother Qiang's orders. They don't serve ordinary customers; only those designated by Brother Qiang are received by them, and their services are relatively mundane. Essentially, they are Brother Qiang's confidants. The second tier of women are called "Fairies." Their abilities and looks are similar to "Goddesses," and they are the backup candidates for Goddesses. Brother Qiang trusts the Fairies much less. Although they are allowed to participate in some management, they are excluded from matters involving company secrets. These women are also frequently assigned to lobby important dignitaries. If the dignitaries have unusual tastes, they're in trouble—they have to go for it as long as they don't die. Fortunately, the Fairies are equipped with the best medical care and are qualified to use extremely expensive healing fluids, allowing them to recover well from even the most severe injuries. "
I think I understand something now. No wonder we have such miraculous healing fluids in our room." A subtle image appeared in my mind.
"Your girl Xixi is fairy-level. Her looks, skills, and obedience seem quite good, like a natural-born prostitute. It's a pity she's never trusted by those above. So she's assigned many difficult tasks, and she's suffered a lot these past two years. She doesn't seem to have any aversion to sex either; some low-ranking men with a little power can easily get their hands on her. And she gets wet as soon as they touch her—she's incredibly lewd."
Sure enough, Xixi is fairy-level; my guess was quickly confirmed. However, I don't think Xixi is lewd; maybe she's under pressure.
"Next up is the Saintess, which is me. Of course, I don't think I'm that good-looking, but luckily I know how to do makeup, so my overall strength is there. Some girls who don't know anything but have bodies that rival fairies also reach this level. This level provides free recovery fluid; the more frequently you're fucked, the better you recover."
"Next up are the princess level, which has the most girls. You'll be at this level after your internship. You work to earn money, right? You train a special skill and then work in various locations around the company; the more you do, the more you earn. The girl in your room who does the bunny hop is one of them. Actually, the fairy level girls can have their own accommodations, but that girl, Xixi, was with this girl when she first came in, so when they were both promoted to princess, she moved into this room and never left, saving the company a room. She's really shameless!"
"Next is the 'slut' level. Some girls who make mistakes are demoted to this level as punishment. Customers or company staff can have sex with her anytime, anywhere, and as long as she's still alive, they can gang rape her as many times as they want. If they're in a bad mood, they can beat her without any tools, and even urinate or defecate in her mouth! Generally, it's very difficult to be promoted back to princess after being demoted to the 'slut' level because everyone thinks she's dirty. Of course, there are exceptions if someone protects her. If someone protects a 'slut,' they'll send her somewhere else, and after the punishment is over, they'll send her back. Nobody knows what happens elsewhere, so there's no psychological barrier, and it's still possible for her to be restored to princess. So you must never offend the girls in your department. If there are two 'fairy' level girls, or other staff members of the same level, they can determine that you've been demoted, and you're completely finished. Of course, one 'goddess' level girl can make it so that you can never recover."
"The last level is the worst; it's the female slave level. Many of the girls at this level are very beautiful. They're all enemies of the company—for example, leaking company secrets, harming important clients, or being caught as undercover agents. These girls suffer terribly; they're tortured every day. The company sells these torture videos or performs them live for clients. Sometimes they're pulled in as stand-ins when the princesses perform sadomasochistic acts. We rarely see these girls; their freedom is truly restricted. Sometimes, if they're played too hard, they become unusable. Basically, one or two disappear every month. I personally witnessed a girl being subjected to extreme gang rape. The company brought in six black men from America; their penises were like donkeys'. They took turns, three at a time, simultaneously penetrating the girl's mouth, vagina, and anus. The girl screamed terribly! When the second group came, she stopped breathing; supposedly, she suffocated. I still can't forget those two huge bloody holes in her lower body~" It's said that this girl was quite wronged; she was just disobedient during training, and when they punished her, she even endured some torture. She was suspected of being a police spy and died without any explanation. However, this video is quite interesting; you can check it out on the computer in the locker room. The information there is all up-to-date.
I could imagine what Sister Yue had described earlier, but the last two descriptions sent chills down my spine. They simply don't treat women like human beings here. I hope such a cruel fate doesn't befall me.
Seeing me trembling, Sister Yue burst into laughter: "I've seen your profile. A girl as obedient as you won't end up in those last two categories. The main thing is to be obedient. If a man wants to play with you, just let him. Treat it as him serving you. Anyway, no man dislikes your sexy look. Even those who like sadomasochism should consider whether they'll really do anything to you. But you mustn't offend the women here. Women are the most ruthless, because they don't have any needs from you, and you might become a stumbling block for them."
Hearing that Sister Yue was kind to me, I nodded gratefully.
"Ah!"
Sister Yue suddenly screamed! "It's already 6 o'clock! You little slut, you've ruined me! Stop arguing, sit down quickly, I'll do your makeup!" Sister Yue
pulled me to a chair as if her pants were on fire and hurriedly started doing my makeup.
This time, Sister Yue was particularly careful with her makeup. First, she picked a flesh-colored paste and applied it evenly to my face. Looking in the mirror, it looked almost identical to my current skin tone. After waiting for five or six minutes, Sister Yue gently touched my forehead, probably to make sure it was completely dry, and then picked up her paintbrush and began to paint on my face.
I felt my face was stuffy and a little suffocated, and I couldn't help but frown slightly. "Smile! Little girl, you don't want me to make you look so sad, do you?"
Sister Yue lifted my chin and said when she saw that my smile was forced, "It's stuffy, isn't it? There's nothing I can do. I can't rush over to touch up your makeup every time a customer comes to you today. These are all waterproof cosmetics, so naturally they're a little stuffy. Just get used to it."
So that's the reason. I should have thought of that soon. Thinking about the scene I was about to face, I became anxious again.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I really looked beautiful! Every glance and smile was like a peach blossom in full bloom. But I always felt that the person in the mirror wasn't me, but a mask, and the eyes that could reveal my true feelings were filled with immense sadness.
"Oh my god! I'm exhausted!"
Sister Yue plopped down on the sofa and complained, "Painting this waterproof makeup was so tiring! I couldn't make any corrections, and I couldn't afford to make a single mistake."
"Sister Yue, you've worked so hard!"
I was about to thank Sister Yue when Xiao Ai's voice came from outside the door and spoke for me. Xiao Ai had finally arrived.
Xiao Ai stood prettily in front of me, still sporting her signature smile.
"Chu Chu is such a beauty! With Sister Yue's makeup, she's even more stunning!"
Xiao Ai affectionately took my hand, blinking her big eyes as if she had discovered a new continent. Then she turned to Sister Yue and said, "Sister Yue, you deserve a raise this month! I heard Brother Yuan and the others couldn't hold back, so you had to relieve your pent-up desire, right?"
Sister Yue immediately smiled and said, "Just playing with the brothers, and besides, I needed to too~ Mainly, Sister Xiao Ai insisted on protecting Chu Chu, and Chu Chu is so attractive, it's driving the brothers crazy, hehe!"
"That's good!"
Xiao Ai nodded in satisfaction.
Since I met Xiao Ai, she's generally been quite nice to me. Her attitude has always been gentle, even somewhat intimate in private, but deep down I can't feel the same trust I have for Xi Xi. I always feel that the cute, beautiful, and obedient Xiao Ai standing before me is just a puppet, a puppet manipulated by men or by her own inner self.
Seeing that I was a little distracted, Xiao Ai gently patted my head and said, "Don't be nervous. The actual work is much easier than the training. Just remember the oral sex technique; making a man ejaculate isn't difficult. But a word of advice: it's best to serve the man for more than 10 minutes, otherwise he might complain!"
"Thank you for the reminder, Sister Xiao Ai!"
I said gratefully.
"You're welcome. We're all just working, we should look out for each other!"
Xiao Ai glanced at her watch, took my hand, and quickly walked towards the door.
*******************************************************Following Xiao Ai through a maze of turns, we arrived at a spacious and bright hall. Upon entering, we saw a black metal plate, over three meters tall, standing in the center, decorated with gilded ornaments resembling picture frames. It looked like a computer monitor placed upright. A man was adjusting what appeared to be camera equipment in front of the metal plate. He greeted Xiao Ai upon seeing us, and then noticed me following behind.
I was currently wearing exquisitely applied makeup by Sister Yue, and a paper-thin miniskirt as thin as a cicada's wing. The gentle breeze from my steps occasionally lifted the hem, revealing glimpses of my private parts. My full breasts pressed tightly against the fabric, creating alluring lines with each step. From the moment we entered until we reached the man, his gaze lingered on me, completely absorbed.
"Feed! Brother Fu!"
Xiao Ai pulled me closer to the man and waved, but he didn't react at all, still staring at my body, leaving me quite flustered.
"Slap!" Xiao Ai couldn't help but slap the man, which snapped him out of his daze. "Oh... Sister Xiao Ai is here! Who is this fairy? She looks unfamiliar."
"A fairy wouldn't let you stare like that, I'd gouge your eyes out!" Xiao Ai teased him playfully. "This girl is called Chu Chu, she's in her internship now, so take your time looking!"
Hearing this, the man obediently stared at me again, making Xiao Ai furious.
Xiao Ai grabbed the man's ear without hesitation and yelled, "You're so obedient! You look when I tell you to, let's get to work!"
Then she turned to me and said, "Chu Chu, this is our costume designer, Zhou Wenfu. He's a bit slow, you can just call him Brother Fu."
It was the first time I'd seen Xiao Ai act like this, and it made me feel closer to her. This Brother Fu seemed quite nice, very gentle.
"Hello, Brother Fu! My name is Chu Chu."
Brother Fu only then came to his senses, scratching his head sheepishly. "Hello! Chu Chu, your figure is so perfect, I was mesmerized. Turn around so I can see what's behind you." He turned
me so my back was to him, and then I felt a large, heavy hand stroking down from my neck. When it reached my buttocks, Brother Fu patted my buttocks a few times, then continued to move down, finally picking up one of my small feet and playing with it. Then he turned me to his side, loosely grasping one of my breasts and bouncing it in his hand, then gently pinching my nipple through my clothes, before moving to my lower abdomen. His hand continued to move downwards, and my heart tightened little by little. Finally, Brother Fu squatted down in front of me, slightly lifting my already short skirt, then his hand reached to my inner thighs, spreading my legs apart, and then he began to examine me. His hot breath touched my private parts, making me feel like I was being pricked by needles.
"Men are all the same!"
After being teased by Brother Fu for so long, my face turned bright red with embarrassment, and I mentally prepared myself to be raped and played with by a man again, just like before.
"Not bad! Not bad! Xiao Ai, where did you find this girl!"
Brother Fu suddenly stood up and started gesturing excitedly, "Girls like this are rare these days. Look at her breasts, full, firm, and slightly upturned, typical bamboo shoot-shaped breasts, and her nipples are small and round, the perfect finishing touch. That's a gift from her parents. Her buttocks are also full and slightly upturned, perfectly matching her firm thighs. A little bit fat is considered fat, a little bit thin is considered thin, it's obviously the result of regular exercise. If a girl has..." "These two points alone make her figure perfect, but this girl has another unique feature besides perfection. Look at her vulva—white and full, with only a small slit of flesh visible when her legs are closed. If that were all, it would be rather monotonous. But when the girl slightly opens her legs, her labia minora, hidden inside, peek out a little. As the saying goes, 'A touch of red on white jade, two alluring pieces, both wanting to resist and yet hesitant,' this is the finest of all vulvas!"
Hearing Brother Fu talk so eloquently about my body, I didn't know whether to be happy or ashamed. I was happy to hear a man appreciate and praise my body so much, satisfying my little bit of self-esteem as a girl. I was ashamed because every word he said about what wasn't good about me revolved around a girl's private parts, and my most precious breasts and private parts were being played with and rubbed repeatedly in the hands of the opposite sex, something I couldn't stop or get angry about. This feeling was like having a bottle of mixed flavors in my mouth—bitter, spicy, sour, and sweet.
Xiao Ai was also stunned and leaned closer to examine my body.
"Brother Fu is so knowledgeable! I liked this girl before, but now that you mention it, I realize there's so much to consider about her figure."
Xiao Ai imitated Brother Fu and touched my body thoroughly. "Oh dear! That was close! This girl, along with the other girls who joined the company at the same time, has already been doing running masturbation and lever training. Luckily, she didn't get injured, or the loss would have been huge."
Xiao Ai exclaimed, patting her breasts in surprise.
Xiao Ai suddenly seemed to remember something, slapped her forehead, and then stripped naked, saying, "There's no time like the present, why don't you get me checked out, Brother Fu?" She
then told me, "Chuchu, don't be shy. Brother Fu is known as the gynecologist in our company, the most authoritative female body assessment expert, and he's seen countless women. We can't usually get him to do assessments. Besides, you don't know if a man likes something, but he definitely doesn't like women. In his eyes, women are no different from cats and dogs, so we're all very close to him, like sisters!"
It was clear that Xiao Ai was very relaxed in front of Brother Fu, showing me a side of Xiao Ai I'd never seen before.
Hearing Xiao Ai's words, I felt much more relaxed. Being examined by a doctor wasn't a big deal, especially for someone who wouldn't have any romantic feelings for women.
Brother Fu clearly didn't realize Xiao Ai was praising him, and slapped Xiao Ai's buttocks hard, making a crisp "smack" sound. "You little brat, you'll be climbing on the roof if you're not disciplined for three days! Your body is alright, your breasts are okay, but your nipples are a bit too big. I guess someone pinched them when you joined the company, and they weren't properly protected and didn't heal in time. Your butt is quite perky, but your hips are narrow, so your overall frame is petite, which limits your potential. Also, your calves are the same length as your thighs. Look at Chu Chu, her calves are clearly longer than her thighs, which makes her legs look longer."
Xiao Ai, hearing Fu Ge always praising her, looked annoyed and grabbed Fu Ge's stomach. Fu Ge, feigning pain, quickly said, "But your vagina is quite similar to Chu Chu's. Yours is a butterfly-shaped vagina, with everted labia minora and a pinkish color, which arouses men's lust and gives them a strong urge to thrust. And your body is also quite sensitive; you produce a lot of vaginal lustful fluid. You're a natural slut, haha!"
Hearing the praise forced out of her by torture, Xiao Ai nodded in satisfaction.
Watching Xiao Ai joke with Brother Fu, I felt a warmth in my heart. These past few days, all the men I'd met were either lecherous or predatory, invariably staring at my private parts, touching and penetrating me at will. It was rare to see a man with no lust between us. But why was Brother Fu staring at my body, scanning back and forth? And his gaze… was it really the look a doctor gives a patient, as Xiao Ai said? As
I pondered this, I suddenly noticed a small tent erect between Brother Fu's legs, and his hands were behind his back. If it weren't for his hands, that part of his body… Xiao Ai turned to look at me, seeing me staring blankly at Brother Fu's crotch, and following my gaze, her mouth formed an "o" shape in surprise.
"No way, Brother Fu!"
Xiao Ai reached down to Brother Fu's crotch, grabbing the tent and turning it back into a pillar. Still not believing it, she pulled down Brother Fu's pants. A gigantic, terrifying object seemed to spring out with a powerful gust of wind, a massive 25-centimeter-long penis displayed before me! Xiao Ai's mouth gaped even wider.
"No way! Brother Fu! This is like an iron tree blooming! How long have we known each other? Two years. Has your big bird ever gotten hard? No! This time, it's hard, and it's bigger than those dicks of those men who hire people to fuck women! What do you mean?!"
Xiao Ai was going crazy, on the verge of exploding.
Brother Fu chuckled sheepishly and said, "Little girl, my dick is reserved for the best, I can't control it myself. Xiao Ai, you're in charge of this little girl, right? I never beg anyone, so let her fuck me this time! I'll upgrade your body rating from B to A!"
Xiao Ai suddenly reverted to her previous aloofness, but this time her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she were engaged in a fierce internal struggle. "Alright! Brother Fu! But we have three rules. First, you can't tell anyone about this. The higher-ups seem to value this girl highly. Second, her two holes haven't been trained, so you can't touch them. Third, she's about to have her first on-the-job training, so she can't expend too much energy. You go first. If you ejaculate, then you're not destined to have sex with her, and you can forget about it. If you don't ejaculate, then you can shove your penis into the girl's mouth, just to warm her up."
"Okay!"
Brother Fu didn't waste any words, turned Xiao Ai around so her back was to him, and thrust in. Xiao Ai hadn't expected Brother Fu to be so impatient, and instinctively raised her buttocks slightly, spreading her labia.
The large penis irresistibly pierced between Xiao Ai's labia. The insertion without any foreplay made Xiao Ai groan, but Brother Fu didn't care about that now, his eyes bloodshot as he continued to thrust. Clearly, the penis's forward momentum faltered, and Xiao Ai staggered forward.
Xiao Ai groaned again, reaching back to try and push Fu Ge away, but he gripped her tightly, twisting her head and forcing her buttocks up.
Fu Ge, like a mad bull, relentlessly pounded into Xiao Ai's body.
"Ah...ah! Oh...oh!"
Xiao Ai's moans were filled with pain. Each thrust from Fu Ge propelled her forward, like a farmer pushing a plow, circling around me. At the moment of the final, powerful thrust, I saw at least 5 centimeters of Fu Ge's penis still outside; he couldn't go any further. Xiao Ai must be in great pain, and the sight made my lower body tighten. Soon
, vaginal fluid began to drip onto the ground between them, the "splashing" sounds growing louder. Xiao Ai's expression slowly relaxed, and a hint of pleasure began to appear.
"Roar!"
Brother Fu suddenly roared, pressing Xiao Ai down to the ground and thrusting even more violently. At this moment, it seemed as if Brother Fu was sitting on Xiao Ai's buttocks, while Xiao Ai lay flat on the ground, her body undulating with Brother Fu's movements, with no room to catch her breath. Then I realized that the human weapon had finally penetrated Xiao Ai's body to the hilt. Suddenly, Xiao Ai's body convulsed; I knew she had orgasmed. A clear spring gushed from the point where her body connected with Brother Fu's—it must have been Xiao Ai's love juice. Brother Fu pulled out his large member with satisfaction, glanced at Xiao Ai's still-flowing, childlike vulva, scratched it a couple of times with his fingers, patted Xiao Ai's buttocks, and then walked towards me.
"So big!"
I exclaimed inwardly. Brother Yuan's penis seemed even larger now, the purplish-black glans trembling with each step, its veined shaft covered in white foam. I knelt down, and the next second, this ugly behemoth was pressed against my lips.
I closed my eyes, opened my mouth helplessly, and assumed a position, bracing myself for Fu Ge's storm of torment.
But unexpectedly, Fu Ge suddenly became gentle, pulling me up gently and then rubbing my breasts, occasionally teasing my nipples with his fingers. He then gently stroked my hair and back, before lying down and gesturing for me to straddle him with my back to him. Fu Ge gently shifted my position, and soon I was straddling his chest.
"Lick it for me,"
Fu Ge commanded. I obediently lowered my head, using my tongue to clean Fu Ge's penis, licking away the sticky fluid bit by bit. I heard Fu Ge's comfortable moans behind me.
Suddenly, I felt a warm, wet sensation in my lower body; it must be Fu Ge licking me. Waves of tingling sensation spread throughout my body, and I felt a dark current appear deep within me and flow outwards.
Fu Ge became increasingly pleased with his licking, even occasionally licking my anus. A wave of shyness mixed with a sense of balance washed over me. I remembered feeling so slutty licking men's anuses during training, but now it all felt like just a game.
Brother Fu greedily sucked on my increasingly abundant love juice, seemingly enjoying himself immensely. In return, I took his penis deeper and deeper into my mouth, thrusting in and out. Remembering the rhythm from training, I tried to apply it to Brother Fu. Although his penis was larger than the dildo from training, it was still alive and didn't need to go in so deep every time, so it wasn't strenuous. I even sucked harder every now and then, eliciting
comfortable moans of "Oh...oh oh!" from Brother Fu.
Brother Fu's muscles tensed, as if he was about to ejaculate, and he quickly pulled me down beneath him. "Little girl, you're pretty good at oral sex, you almost got me,"
he said, lifting me up by the waist and placing me face up on a table, only my head sticking out.
"Chuchu, if you can't take it, just slap the table with your hand."
After saying that, Brother Fu shoved his large penis into my mouth. This time, without hesitation, he slowly pushed it deep into my throat. The familiar feeling from training returned. I endured the gagging sensation, trying my best to swallow the penis, and my breathing gradually became difficult.
Time seemed to drag on. I slowly endured the penetration of the penis, as if I knew exactly where the glans was in my throat. Finally, the glans stopped moving forward, and my lips touched the hairy body. I knew that the penis had finally entered my throat completely. I had succeeded!
"Girl! Amazing!"
Brother Fu praised and pulled his penis out. I felt myself take a deep breath.
This time, Brother Fu didn't test me. He thrust his penis in forcefully and began high-frequency thrusting. And I didn't seem to be in so much pain. When the penis moved outward, I could even suck in a couple of times.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Brother Fu shouted excitedly, his penis throbbing violently. With a sudden thrust, a stream of hot liquid sprayed deep into my throat, while his massive member slowly shortened and softened, finally settling at the back of my throat.
Brother Fu reluctantly pulled out his "treasure," helped me sit up, and then made me lick his now limp penis clean. He continued to fondle my nipples with affection.
"Chuchu, you're not bad! You're the fourth woman I've slept with here, and the previous three have all become goddess-level beauties. I'll give you an S-class body, which is top-tier. From now on, not just anyone can sleep with you."
When he wasn't angry, Brother Fu seemed very kind. My sixth sense told me he was definitely not just a body appraiser.
"Haha, I'm really happy today, to have met such a pleasant surprise! But it's getting late, let's get to work!"
Brother Fu finally let go of my hand and pulled me to the camera he had been adjusting earlier.
Brother Fu pulled out a small red patch from somewhere and stuck it on my belly button. Then he positioned me in front of the camera. "Chest out, head up, hair behind you,"
Brother Fu began his work.
With a "ding," the huge metal plate in front of me suddenly lit up, revealing my naked body inside—it was a giant monitor. Reflexively, I covered my private parts with my arms.
"Hehe, Chuchu, let go,"
Brother Fu laughed at my comical appearance. Of course, I was already completely exposed; there was no point in covering up now. So I stood up straight, forcing a smile.
A smiling, upright girl appeared on the monitor, and with the photo frame beside her, it looked like a beautiful oil painting at first glance. Then, three green circles appeared on the screen, and with a few "snap" sounds, they landed on the red patch on my navel and my two nipples respectively.
With two more "snap" sounds, Brother Fu unexpectedly placed the same patches on my tailbone and neck, then pressed a button. A magical thing happened: I suddenly found myself wearing a floral dress, flowing and beautiful. I quickly looked down at myself, but I was still naked.
Seeing my surprise, Brother Fu patted my head with satisfaction and said, "Silly girl, this is the most advanced virtual clothing machine developed by my organization. As long as your body is locked, whatever clothes you wear will appear on the screen as if you're wearing clothes. This increases the efficiency of choosing clothes by 10 times. It's a pity it can't be used outside, because you have to be completely naked to use it for the best effect. From now on, you're my VIP guest; welcome to try on clothes often."
As he spoke, Brother Fu quickly pressed buttons, and my clothes changed at a rate of one outfit per second.
As a girl, I'm naturally a tech idiot, but when I saw this machine, I was still deeply moved. I gently twisted my body, and although the clothes in the video kept changing, the movements faithfully followed mine, including the clothes' natural motion. "It's amazing!"
I felt like my eyes were filled with stars, and I started dancing without thinking.
The frequency of the clothes changing decreased to once every 20 seconds. Whenever I saw a piece of clothing on the screen, I couldn't help but start dancing in a similar style—modern dance, Xinjiang dance, Indian dance, whatever. Suddenly, I felt a chill and turned around to see Fu Ge staring intently at me, naked in reality. My face flushed, and I quickly straightened up.
"Hmm, not bad, hehehe~" Fu Ge swallowed, and his little tent got erect again.
I cursed myself for getting into trouble. Luckily, this time Fu Ge didn't come over to ask for more clothes but instead started discussing clothing styles with me.
Finally, it was decided that I would wear a pink and white striped mini dress, light blue stockings, and a white tube top. As for underwear—"You're on internship this time, so if a customer asks you to have sex with them from behind, you can't refuse. Just wear this!"
Brother Fu said, handing me a pair of white traditional underwear. I took it and found it was hard.
This is a chastity belt. It's not to prevent you from seducing others, but to protect you from being sexually assaulted. It definitely can't be opened without heavy machinery. You can wear it. I gratefully took the chastity belt and put it on. I found it wasn't completely airtight; there was at least a small slit at the bottom, a slit definitely too small for an adult man's penis to fit through, probably for urination. There was also a crimson heart-shaped pattern at the back with 10 neat little black dots marked with numbers.
"The secret number for this machine is 12497513, remember that. You can use it when you need to defecate, and just use it to urinate."
Brother Fu glanced at the time and continued, "It's almost time, let Xiao Ai take you there. You have to be patient here, both with customers and with the people in the organization. Luckily, you have a gentle personality, so you can come to me if you have any difficulties."
Hearing Brother Fu's words, I was very moved, and I felt that serving him and making him happy today was worthwhile. Compared to Xi Xi, who was missing and in the same boat, I felt that Brother Fu was more reliable. "Thank you, Brother Fu. I'll come to see you when I have time in the future, and I'll also change into some suitable clothes."
"Okay! I like watching you dance!"
Brother Fu gave me an ambiguous look.
Xiao Ai had already sat up by this time, but she seemed to lack the strength to stand up. There was a large water stain on the ground, and it seemed that there were traces of blood in it. I rushed over to help Xiao Ai up. She complained to me with a hint of resentment, "How could I encounter something like this, like an iron tree blooming? What bad luck! Why does someone always have to suffer for you?" "
I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Thank you for protecting me, Sister Xiao Ai. Is your lower body alright?"
I watched Xiao Ai limp towards her clothes and quickly picked them up and handed them to her. "I'm fine, but that guy really pushed me too hard inside. I guess I've torn a little. But I'm a Saintess level, so I have plenty of recovery fluid. But what Brother Fu said earlier was right. If you haven't reached the Saintess level or above, never get into arguments with people, or the consequences could be unpredictable. I didn't expect this guy to be so attentive to you, so considerate."
Xiao Ai tapped my chastity belt through her skirt.
"Brother Fu, we're leaving. Let me tell you, you've been exposed now. What kind of best friend are you? You were working so hard on me. I'll be back in a few days. If you're not hard when you come, I'll make you regret it!"
After saying that, Xiao Ai pulled me away from Brother Fu, who was still shrugging, and we headed towards my first day of on-the-job training.

Chapter Eight: My First Experience Earning a Fortune
After leaving Brother Fu, Xiao Ai glanced at the time and pulled me along as we ran towards a huge elevator entrance. According to Xiao Ai, this was the only passage from the training camp to the outside world. Two fierce-looking men, armed to the teeth, stood guard at the elevator entrance. Seeing us running towards them, the two men simultaneously tightened their grip on their gun bolts.
I had never seen such a formation before, and my legs went weak. If Xiao Ai hadn't quickly caught me, I would have almost fallen and embarrassed myself.
"Look how scared you guys are of my sister! She almost fell. Come and help her up!" Xiao Ai said to the two men in a coquettish tone.
"Haha, it's Xiao Ai! Another new girl to take out? Do you have any identification?"
The two men were clearly familiar with Xiao Ai, and immediately relaxed. Xiao Ai took out a stack of identification documents from her bag and handed them to the slightly taller man who had spoken. The man took the documents and casually grabbed Xiao Ai's breasts.
"Oh! Taking your little sister out for an internship! For three days. Wow! S-class figure!"
The tall man exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent, handed the certificates to the other man, and then looked me up and down. The other man didn't even look at the certificates, pulled me to his side, roughly kneaded my breasts, and then put his hand inside my skirt. He quickly noticed something was wrong and hurriedly lifted the hem of my skirt to look inside.
"Damn it! Which bastard put this on her! He only cares about himself and doesn't consider the other brothers! What a fucking bastard!"
The short man became more and more agitated and angry as he spoke, but his hands never stopped. He ruthlessly pinched my nipples through my shirt, while his other hand roamed along the outer edge of my chastity belt, reaching my inner thigh.
Xiao Ai rushed up and slapped the man's wicked hand away, saying, "Hurry up and check us and let us through! We're running out of time. Also, let me tell you, Brother Fu put this on her, understand?"
At first, the man didn't seem to care and continued to ravage my chest, but when he heard the words "Brother Fu," he seemed to be electrocuted, quickly withdrawing his hand and then awkwardly scratching his head and grinning foolishly.
"Well... Sister Ai, I was just saying, I didn't know she was Boss Fu's woman. You see, according to our company's regulations, she's currently an intern without a rank. Touching her doesn't violate any rules, right? Besides, with that chastity belt on, we can't do a routine check. Sister Ai, you know, ever since that little bitch tried to smuggle the training base's data into her cunt, if one of the guys hadn't been looking for a treat and discovered she had something inside her, the data would have been leaked. Although the higher-ups can handle it, it's costly and time-consuming. So, from now on, any woman entering or leaving this place below the Saintess level must undergo a 'thorough check.' So, Sister Ai, do you think this girl should cooperate too?"
"Why all the nonsense? I'm in management, I know the rules. Stop with the high-sounding talk. You just want to see what an S-class body looks like. This time, I'll show you. Once she comes back from her internship, you won't be able to reach her anymore!"
Xiao Ai impatiently poked the man's stomach with her finger. The man awkwardly scratched his head, not daring to dodge.
"Chu Chu, come here and quietly tell me your chastity belt password. The company requires this routine check now. Tell them to check it quickly, we're going to be late."
I listened to Xiao Ai and the big man's conversation, only vaguely understanding, but I still obediently told Xiao Ai the password. Xiao Ai quickly entered the password into the password area on the back of my buttocks. With a "snap," the front of the chastity belt sprang back, exposing my genitals.
The two men stared at my peach-like pink lower body, stunned, and then just swallowed hard, staring intently. "Hurry up and check, don't waste our time!"
Xiao Ai slapped the short man on the head without saying a word.
"Ah! Gently, gently."
The man seemed to wake up from a dream. "Um, Chu Chu, stand next to this machine, spread your legs, I'll check you."
I seemed to be getting used to the men's gazes, and also used to obeying anyone's orders. Although I could feel the two men's burning gazes directed at my genitals, I still obediently walked to the place they indicated, and spread my legs, without even deliberately covering my lower body with my hands.
The short man pulled out a white flexible tube from the back of the machine, about the thickness of a thumb, one end connected to the machine, the other end like a glass ball embedded in the tube end.
The man continued his operation, he took out something like a condom and put it on the end of the tube, then took out a bottle of liquid and smeared it all over the tube.
I knew at a glance that he would definitely use this to insert into my lower body next, and like an ostrich, I covered my eyes with my hands.
Sure enough, I felt a rough, warm hand begin to caress my labia, then I felt a finger slide inside my vagina along the edge. His heavy breathing grew increasingly rapid, and puffs of hot air tickled my lower abdomen.
Suddenly, a cool sensation spread throughout my body from the vaginal opening; the man had finally inserted the tube into my vagina. I could clearly feel the tube slowly entering my body, the tingling, itchy sensation irresistibly assaulting my nerves. Soon, I
clearly felt the end of the tube pressing against my cervix, and an indescribable aching pain shot through me. I let out a painful "groan," and my body became unsteady.
"Okay! Don't go any further! Stop here for the examination."
Just as I could clearly feel the tube about to push forward, Xiao Ai called a timely stop.
I breathed a sigh of relief. If Xiao Ai hadn't stopped in time, my uterus would likely have been violated, perhaps even injured. But strangely, how did Xiao Ai manage to stop so perfectly in time? I couldn't resist peeking through my fingers. What I saw instantly overwhelmed me with shame.
On the machine in front of me, a screen at least 50 inches in size displayed a pink, fleshy cavity. The folds, the flowing fluid, and the opening right in front of me were all clearly visible. The two men and Xiao Ai were all staring intently at the screen. Although I'm not good at biology, seeing this scene, I knew without a doubt that it was what was happening inside my vagina. The shorter man was even enthusiastically moving the tube in and out of my body, the frequency of his movements perfectly matching the scene on the screen.
The man was focused on operating the machine. I felt the port at the cervix begin to slowly rotate, and the screen began to spin. He was controlling the camera on the port, remotely peering back and forth.
"Hmm, nothing there,"
the shorter man said reluctantly, slowly pulling the tube out of my body, not forgetting to tug at my labia minora, which had been turned outwards by the tube.
"Stick your butt up, little sister, let me check your anus."
The tall man snatched the tube, then grabbed my lower abdomen with one hand and pressed my upper body down with the other. He was so strong, it hurt a lot. I lowered my head in the direction of his force, put my hands on the ground, and naturally stuck my butt up high. My long hair conveniently covered my face, which was burning with shame.
"Relax! Otherwise it will hurt!"
The man slapped my snow-white buttocks with a "smack, smack!"
and then I felt a foreign object pressing against my anus.
Fortunately, I had been anally penetrated before, so I tried to relax and didn't feel much pain when the tube entered my body, but the shame still made my whole body tremble.
"Little sister is very clean! There's no poop in your intestines."
The tall man laughed unrestrainedly, without considering my feelings at all.
Finally, this humiliating examination was over. My anus was still filled with a strange sensation, and my rectum was unbearably itchy. I really wanted to scratch it, but
I was too embarrassed. Just as I was hesitating, Xiao Ai fastened my chastity belt, extinguishing my thoughts. I could only follow Xiao Ai into the elevator, feeling dejected. Xiao Ai blindfolded me and pulled me into a car. In a daze, I couldn't help but fall asleep. When Xiao Ai woke me up and took off my blindfold, we had already arrived in some underground parking lot.
"Wake up! I didn't realize you were so carefree. I remember being so nervous during my first internship. You, on the other hand, are sleeping soundly. Amazing!"
Hearing Xiao Ai's teasing, I smiled awkwardly. What had happened these past few days had been too much for me.
At this moment, four security guards in suits walked towards us. Without saying much, they led Xiao Ai and me to the elevator. We followed them to the 21st floor. The decor here seemed extremely luxurious to me. Every few steps there was an oil painting of a beautiful nude woman, and everywhere was decorated with gold and glitter. I could also faintly hear singing coming from downstairs.
"Chuchu, let me explain the rules here. You must remember them well, or you'll be severely punished, and I won't be able to protect you."
We were escorted by security to a very luxurious private room, and Xiao Ai began to give me serious instructions.
"First, the internship period is 3 days. During the internship, besides your tone of voice and vocabulary, you are only allowed to say these few phrases: 'Hello,' 'Please,' 'Okay,' and 'Goodbye.' You cannot say any other words. Treat yourself as a mute who can only speak a few words!"
"Secondly, you need to comply with all the customer's requests. If there are any excessive requests, we will see them on the monitor, and if necessary, we will intervene to stop the customer. Until then, you must comply. Of course, your situation is special, and Brother Fu is taking care of you by protecting your lower body. However, this may make the customer unhappy. Although we have explained to the customer that this service is limited to oral sex, customers generally don't take this request seriously. Last time, there was a girl who came for an internship. The first day was fine, and she earned a lot of oral sex points. On the second day, after only a few oral sex sessions, a customer brutally penetrated her anus. Not only did her internship performance suffer, but a customer also maliciously shoved a beer bottle into her anus, ruining her backside. Although she survived, her quality of life dropped drastically. She was originally expected to become a saint after the internship, but she barely managed to become a princess and earn a living in the company. So you need to pay attention to communicating with customers and not let them hurt you. Right now, your level is too low, and the company won't offend customers for your sake."
"Third, after each customer you have ten minutes to tidy yourself up. You only have these ten minutes. You need to wash your body, clean your mouth, and take care of your bodily functions within these ten minutes. When the customer comes in, they must see you kneeling on the entrance table. Here are some pills for you."
Xiao Ai took out several rows of pills from her bag and handed them to me. I saw that these pills were different colors, some green, some white, some yellow, and some blue. "These medications don't have instructions on the back, so you need to remember their functions and not take the wrong ones. This white one is to neutralize male semen. I estimate you'll have at least 10 clients tonight, so take one pill every two clients to maximize your stomach protection. This yellow one has a similar effect, but considering some clients might ask you to drink their urine, this one neutralizes urine. In principle, the company doesn't allow clients to defecate in employees' mouths, but we won't specifically stop you if a client asks. Hopefully, you won't encounter such a perverted client. You know, if you've eaten feces, your reputation will drop. If this happens, try to induce vomiting to get your stomach empty, then dissolve this blue pill in water and rinse your mouth. It's a strong deodorant. Also, dissolve the green pill and drink it; it's for reducing the odor in your throat and disinfecting. Got it?" Hearing
Xiao Ai describe the possible scenarios I might encounter, even though I knew it was probably the worst-case scenario, I still felt nauseous. God help me not to encounter such a perverted client.
"Finally, a few more points. This club requires kneeling service; employees are prohibited from standing or walking in the private rooms. If a customer's demands are excessive and could potentially cause injury or even endanger their life, there are alarm buttons under both sides of the sofa and under the upper right corner of the table. Press them when needed." "
Also, please note that at the end of the service, you must ask the customer to rate your service. The rating device is next to the shoe cabinet. You can tell the customer this when you're putting their shoes on; of course, we've already told them about the rating before they came. This rating is very important to you; your current internship grade and future earnings are linked to it. Your current base price for 20 minutes of oral sex service is 1000 yuan. If it's 'very satisfied,' the customer will pay 1000 * 2, which is 2000 yuan. If it's 'satisfied,' they will pay 1200 yuan. If it's 'okay,' they will pay exactly 1000 yuan. If it's 'unsatisfactory,' the customer only needs to pay 800 yuan. The worst rating, 'very bad,' will get the service for free." "Of course, the customer can also give you more than 2,000 yuan as a tip, or they can complain about you. If it's true, you will receive the reasonable punishment requested by the customer."
"If I were the customer, I would definitely choose 'very bad,' since there's no constraint on the customer anyway."
I felt worried after hearing Xiao Ai's unequal terms.
"Theoretically, that's how it works. There's only one constraint on customers: if a customer chooses 'Very Satisfied' and pays more than double the price, then they have 100% of the right to book you. Whenever they want to play with you, they can book in advance, and the company guarantees to deliver you on time. If it's 'Satisfied,' the customer has priority over other customers in choosing you. If it's 'Okay,' then seeing you again is up to chance; it's highly unlikely they'll ever see you again. If it's 'Dissatisfied,' then they definitely won't let you serve them for life. If the evaluation is 'Very Poor,' then it depends on the situation. If the situation is true, you will be punished, and they won't be asked to serve them again. If it's the customer's problem, then they won't even have the right to enter this club again. So you try your best to please the customers. During the internship, you earn one point for every 1000 yuan. You only need 18 points to pass, and 27 points or more is excellent. The base price will continue to increase afterward. So your income points are 1..." "Okay, the commission rate will increase accordingly as your level increases."
Listening to Xiao Ai's description, I counted on my fingers, "I can earn about 100 yuan per oral sex session, 10 times is 1000 yuan, and that's 30,000 yuan a month! That's more than my mom's entire year's salary, so I can buy her a big house in a year."
My eyes immediately lit up at the thought.
Xiao Ai was obviously confused by my expression, "Little girl, what are you thinking? I was just explaining the rules, how did it make you happy? Are you mentally ill?"
I came to my senses and awkwardly tugged at Xiao Ai's hand. "There are cameras in this room the whole time, but this guest doesn't know that. Just act naturally and don't let the guest notice. Okay, it's almost 7 o'clock now, go kneel down at the door. We'll start receiving your first guest at 7 o'clock sharp."
Xiao Ai pulled me to the door, and only then did I notice a white long-haired blanket about 4 meters in diameter placed there. It felt amazing, as soft and silky as my pet cat, and my knees didn't hurt at all when I knelt on it.
Xiao Ai helped me straighten my clothes, then turned on a switch next to me, and a beam of dim yellow light shone on me, making me feel like a work of art for sale. Xiao Ai glanced at me, seemingly not satisfied, and adjusted my kneeling posture. She made me put my legs together, then sit on my heels, while straightening my upper body, thrusting out my full breasts, placing my hands together on my thighs, and looking down at my knees. It seemed that Xiao Ai was finally satisfied with this posture, and then she left the room.
Waiting always feels long. I remained motionless in that position, my calves gradually becoming sore and numb. Finally, heavy footsteps approached from afar at the door, and my heart started pounding uncontrollably again.
I felt a flash of light in the direction of the door, followed by a loud "bang" as the door slammed shut, and then silence. I knew that my first customer in my life was standing before me, watching me. My body was about to cease to be my own and become a commodity to be valued.
I dared not lift my eyes, still struggling to escape my fate. The customer remained motionless, but I could feel the pressure of his gaze, scanning my entire body.
The breathing from in front of me grew heavier and more rapid, and finally, the heavy footsteps began to move closer to me. What was bound to happen had finally arrived. Suddenly, everything went dark. A colossal figure stood before me, a large, fat hand pressing against my chin, lifting my face upwards.
I finally saw the face of my first customer: a pot-bellied, dark-faced old man. If you saw someone like that on the street, you'd probably give them a second glance. His build was exactly like that joke—eight feet around the waist and eight feet tall—he was practically a giant human ball, and yet he was dressed in a suit and tie, making him look even more out of place. His face, however, matched his physique perfectly; it was round, and the flesh on his face made his eyes look small, which made his mouth appear enormous, probably three times the size of mine, with thick lips that looked like two sausages.
He was drenched in sweat, as if he had just run, and beads of sweat kept dripping from the thin tuft of hair around his head. The customer took a breath, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and continued walking towards me. The customer's body pressed down on me like a black wall, and I could no longer obediently maintain my kneeling position, involuntarily collapsing onto the blanket. Before he even arrived, the scent hit me first—an indescribable odor that wafted towards me, like a heavy stench of sweat mixed with an even stronger perfume. And if I wasn't mistaken, the perfume was none other than Chanel, a brand often used by women. How to describe this scent… I'm speechless… so conflicted…
"Big Wall" stopped beside me, slowly crouching down, and gently helped me kneel upright with his large, fan-like hands. He then slowly lifted my chin, scrutinizing me closely.
"Girl, you're so pretty! What are you doing here? Do you owe someone money? I'll pay you back, come with me!"
I was stared at silently by this "Big Wall" for a full minute, which made me uneasy. I thought he was blaming me for my earlier outburst, but I didn't expect him to say those words. Although he spoke with a heavy northern accent, it still touched my fragile heartstrings. Although my experience wasn't exactly as he described, it wasn't far off, and tears welled up in my eyes.
"Don't cry! Don't cry! What can't money solve? Uncle has plenty of money!"
"Big Wall" said, frantically wiping away my tears. Actually, my makeup was special; tears would turn into pearly water droplets and slide off, but "Big Wall's" actions still moved me deeply. My previous ugly impression of him was somewhat beautified in my mind, and I even developed a little bit of dependence on him.
I didn't know if he could save me from this ordeal, but the inhuman torture I had suffered in the training camp, which I hadn't been able to confide in anyone for so long, was weighing heavily on my heart like a huge rock. Now, Uncle "Big Wall" seemed like an outlet for my pent-up frustrations. Just then, I suddenly sensed some eerie red lights flickering behind "Big Wall." This scene was familiar; they were clearly surveillance cameras used to monitor us. Like a bucket of cold water, I snapped back to reality. Although I wasn't entirely sure of the company that trained me, it certainly wasn't just about money. Breaking the rules and telling this person about my situation would only harm both of us. My situation would become even more dire, and this person might be implicated… or perhaps this person was connected to the company. Thinking this, a cold sweat broke out all over my body.
"Big Wall" looked at me with a puzzled expression, seemingly confused. I made up my mind, gently pulling his hand away from my face and placing it on my full breasts, softly saying, "Please~".
"Big Wall," who had just looked confused, suddenly changed his expression as if water had been poured into boiling oil when his hand touched my breast. His already large nostrils seemed to flare out even more with each breath, and the frequency of their opening and closing seemed to increase. At the same time, his already small eyes miraculously bulged and widened, becoming bloodshot.
"Ah! Ah... um..."
"Big Wall's" large hands grabbed my breasts and began to knead them relentlessly, completely ignoring my increasingly painful expression. Through my clothes, my breasts constantly changed shape under his ravaging, and I could not resist his violation. I could only support myself with my hands, my body swaying with each pull of his breasts. The scene felt as if I were offering my precious, soft breasts to a wild beast, a helpless and miserable act.
Despite the lack of pleasure from "Big Wall's" thick, large hands, my nipples hardened as expected, occasionally brushing against his palms as his large hands moved. He quickly noticed something, and excitedly pinched my nipple through my clothes with his fingers, pulling it up, down, left, and right. The shape of my breast changed with his movements, and I continued to moan in response to his game, tears streaming down my face.
"Girl! Lift up your clothes, let me see your breasts!"
"Big Wall" finally released his wicked hand and commanded. I staggered a bit before standing up, slowly lifting the hem of my clothes to reveal my ravaged breasts.
"Big Wall" stared blankly at my breasts, then scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Girl, did I hurt you?"
I looked down at my breasts. My once snow-white and adorable breasts were now covered with bruises and red marks from his fingers, and one of my tender nipples was flattened, a tear falling onto it, causing a tingling, itchy sensation.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll give you more money, and let you suck on it, it'll make you feel better."
"Big Wall" pulled me into his arms, then lowered his head and took my more deformed nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. Instantly, a tingling sensation spread throughout my body, and I couldn't help but hug him tighter and wrap my thighs around his thick waist.
I heard "Big Wall's" breathing getting heavier and heavier, knowing he was on the verge of going crazy again, but I was powerless and resigned to fate. Sure enough, he suddenly carried me towards the bed, threw me onto it, and then roughly pulled on my skirt. With a "rip," my skirt was completely torn off my body. I was so frightened by his frenzied appearance that I closed my eyes.
So quiet, the sudden silence startled me. I had just mentally prepared myself for "Big Wall's" shield-like body to pounce on me, but instead, I was met with sudden silence. I cautiously opened my eyes to see what had happened, and the scene before me almost made me laugh. "Big Wall" was still in his frenzied state, mouth agape, drool dripping, claws outstretched, but time seemed to stand still, frozen in that spot.
His eyes seemed even larger, fixed intently on my lower body.
"You...you can't use your pussy down there!"
After a long while, "Big Wall" finally uttered a sentence. It turned out he had seen my chastity belt, and I guess his surging desire suddenly felt like it couldn't be released, causing him heartbreak.
I carefully sat up from the bed, then pointed to my mouth, then gently pursed and opened it, then used both hands to make a grasping motion as if grabbing something, waving it back and forth towards my mouth, my little tongue licking along in response.
"Oh! You're using your mouth instead of your vagina! The guy outside told me this when I came in, but I didn't believe him. All the women I keep think I'm dirty and won't let me lick them. I thought it would be the same here! But what's the use of licking? It's not as good as having a dry vagina!"
I tried to put on a smile, pulled "Big Wall" to sit on the edge of the bed, and then knelt down to gently undress him. "Big Wall" quieted down, like a good boy, watching me undress him.
After what we just did, his clothes were soaked, and the strong smell of sweat mixed with a strange fragrance hit me. If it were us, I'm sure I would have vomited right now, but now it seems my vomiting instinct has become dulled and degenerated. Obviously, he smelled his own odor too, and seemed quite embarrassed. When he saw that I didn't show any disgust and was still serving him with a smile, he seemed touched and gently stroked my hair.
Finally, I stripped "Big Wall" naked, then neatly folded his clothes and put them aside. I was also slightly sweaty from exhaustion. Looking back at him sitting upright on the bed, I couldn't help but laugh. Describing his physique was simple; just exclaim, "What a huge lump of flesh!" Where to
begin
? Seeing "Big Wall" sitting there dumbfounded, staring blankly at me, I knew he'd never experienced pure oral sex before. I figured he just wanted to shove his thing into a woman's vagina and finish. If the client didn't request oral sex…
I made up my mind and snuggled into "Big Wall's" arms, pressing my small mouth against his large one, then gently biting his upper lip with my small teeth. "Big Wall" seemed to wake from a dream, opening his mouth wide and taking my small mouth in completely, then thrusting his warm, wet tongue into my mouth, intertwining with mine.
If there were a third party present, seeing our noisy, passionate kiss, drool all over our faces, they'd definitely think we were a couple deeply in love. Perhaps "Big Wall" thinks the same way, but I know that I'm constantly repeating to myself: what position should I use now; how should I respond to the guest's actions; how should I act passionately and enthusiastically; and so on. This reminds me of Xiao Ai's professional climax earlier, and I think even if I were kissing a toilet right now, I could act just as proactively and enthusiastically as I am now.
"Big Wall" and I kissed passionately, leaving him exhausted. He lay on the bed, panting heavily. I quickly wiped the saliva off his face with a handkerchief and ran to the bathroom for a quick wash. It seemed this process was over.
Looking at the time, half the process was over. I needed to hurry and move on to the next step, so I climbed back onto "Big Wall" and kissed my way down his neck.
My kisses and licks revitalized "Big Wall," and he pulled me into his arms, lovingly kneading my breasts again. I quickly pulled him to his feet, pointed to the wall clock, and then to his genitals. He nodded in understanding.
I broke free from his embrace, knelt down, and brought my head close to his genitals.
How strange! I had imagined a hard, unseen rod standing there, but when I got closer, I found only a semi-erect, black "intestine." Could it be?!
With all my charm, and after all that effort, I still couldn't get him to get an erection! I looked at his face in confusion.
"Big Wall" obviously noticed the situation and scratched his head in embarrassment, saying, "Girl, it's not your fault. I'm getting old, I'm useless now. I slept with too many women when I was young, so my dick doesn't get hard anymore. But I feel something when I play with you, much more than usual. Haha!"
It's your problem if he can't get hard, I still have to do my job. I took "Big Wall's" half-erect penis into my mouth, using my tongue to circle the glans inside his foreskin, and even flicking it a few times with the tip of my tongue when I passed his urethra. Fortunately, apart from the same bitter smell as my body, there wasn't any other odor. I guessed the bitterness was from perfume. This man, although a bit ugly, is quite considerate; he probably washed himself before coming and sprayed himself with perfume.
"Big Wall" hummed comfortably, his whole body trembling with my movements. He gripped my hair tightly with both hands and pulled me down to his lower body at the frequency he wanted. He must have been quite the womanizer in his youth. Even though his penis wasn't fully erect, it was still as big as a starving camel's, and his large intestine slid down my throat. Before, I'd always been penetrated by hard objects, so this softer one was a bit of a shock, feeling itchy and uncomfortable.
Taking advantage of the "wall" tilting my head away, I spat out his "intestine" and started sucking on his scrotum. He was initially dissatisfied and tried to grab my head and push me back down, but when I licked the junction between his scrotum and anus, he shuddered and released his grip on my hair.
"Girl! You're a living saint! When I was young, every time I had sex with a woman, I wanted her to lick my ass, and I always got scolded, called a pervert, and she wouldn't lick me! Girl, I'll pay you whatever it takes! You're almost there, just lick it for me!"
the "wall" suddenly shouted excitedly. So he had this fetish.
"Okay!"
I agreed without hesitation, because I had already anticipated this scene.
Seeing how readily I agreed, "Big Wall" seemed moved to tears. But his emotion didn't hinder his actions. He suddenly and nimbly lay down on the bed, sticking his fat buttocks up high, revealing his dark, hairy anus. Actually,
I had a mental block right now. Only dogs eat shit, and even dogs wouldn't lick someone's anus directly. The conclusion was that I was even worse than a dog. In fact... I really was worse than a dog. I was just a shameless, personalityless, and freedomless human toy. After a moment of
stunned silence, I returned to reality. Looking at the lump of flesh in front of me, I didn't hesitate anymore. I copied him and crawled behind him, then gently grasped his penis with my two small hands and licked upwards from his scrotum with my pink tongue.
I gently drew circles around the anus with the tip of my tongue, then stretched out my tongue and dug into the anus. The taste was a little salty. I sniffed it lightly; there was no strange smell. I breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, he was still relatively clean. Just then, his anus suddenly tightened, forcing my tongue out, followed by a deafening "bang"...
I guarantee no one in the world has ever felt the entire farting process so closely as I have...
"Big Wall" didn't speak, but his body tensed. This body language indicated he didn't do it on purpose. Thank goodness... I wiped away the tears that had already welled up in my eyes and bent down to lick them again.
"Girl, I'm sorry, I'm getting old and can't help it."
A muffled voice came from the front, and I could only nod silently.
Unconsciously, I felt my penis in my hand harden. I squeezed it hard, and it really did become hard!
"Big Wall" also felt the change, and suddenly rolled over, looking at his hard penis in disbelief.
"You're a true saint! I haven't had a hard-on in ages. You know how much I've suffered? I want a woman, but I'm powerless!"
"Big Wall" became increasingly agitated, making my absurd decision seem like I was doing a good deed.
"Big Wall" continued his endless rant, and seeing time was running out, I buried my head between his legs and swallowed his now-vigorous penis whole. I moved my head up and down, letting my throat manipulate it.
With a "tsk tsk" sound, "Big Wall's" words abruptly stopped, replaced by comfortable moans. I began to stimulate his penis with my oral sex techniques, gradually increasing the depth of my throat's envelopment. I felt his body stiffen, then a pair of large hands gripped my hair tightly and began shaking it violently. With a "plop," his penis plunged all the way into my throat, then was violently pulled out, repeating this cycle! I felt a series of violent thrusts deep in my throat, the familiar suffocating sensation tightening around it again
. I couldn't help but curse under my breath, "Men are all the same, ungrateful! They just finished and now they're torturing me!" The familiar spasmodic vibration of his penis finally came. In less than three minutes, "Big Wall" was probably about to ejaculate. I tried to spit out his penis, but he held my head tightly, refusing to let go. A stream of hot liquid spurted out as his penis remained deep in my throat, seemingly shooting directly into my stomach. I breathed a sigh of relief; it was finally over. But unlike usual, the hot liquid didn't stop with the spasms; it continued to gush out, a pungent, urine-like stench rising from deep within my throat. I frantically shook my head, trying to break free from his control, but he was now incredibly strong and I couldn't budge him. It was so uncomfortable; he had urinated deep in my throat!
I helplessly shook my head, feeling his penis, clinging to the inside of my throat, gradually shrink until it returned to my mouth, accompanied by an indescribable, foul stench. My tears flowed uncontrollably again.
"Big Wall" finally released my head, allowing me to spit out his penis, and lay down on the bed, satisfied.
I checked my watch; I'd already exceeded my "service" by five minutes, meaning I only had five minutes to clean up. I rushed to the bathroom, not even caring he was still on the bed.
I tried to vomit the liquid that had been inside me, but I felt no urge. I swallowed a green pill, wondering, "I wonder if there's semen in this?" Then I
took a white pill and rinsed my mouth with water using two other pills. Finally, I hurriedly ran to the dressing room, grabbed a black gauze dress, and rushed out.
To my surprise, "Big Wall" was gone, and even the sheets had been changed. In his place stood a burly man beside the bed.
"Chuchu, right? My name is Wang Song, you can call me Brother Song. You're the one Xiao Ai sent with the S-class figure?"
Seeing me weakly nod, he laughed. "You can talk when you're not working. Xiao Ai said your characteristic is that you're obedient, and she's right. I watched the whole process of you working just now, and it was generally good, but you didn't control the timing well. You're doing oral sex now, not the full service. You need to do everything you can to get the customer to finish. Don't worry too much about their feelings, just do enough. If you take too long, the next customer will complain." "
And look at what you chose to wear."
As he spoke, Brother Song grabbed my collar and yanked hard. With a "rip," my clothes turned into strips of cloth again. "These are disposable clothes for tearing. Some customers have this hobby, and some customers want to play with some sadomasochism. They use a special whip to tear them up without feeling any pain."
Looking at my exposed breasts covered with red and swollen handprints, Brother Song carefully picked one up and bounced it in his palm. "Damn it! That Henan opera thug is so ruthless! I have to punish him!"
Saying this, she took out a wet wipe and started wiping my chest. Then she took a bottle of repair fluid, applied it to the red and swollen areas of my breasts with cotton swabs. The rest of my body was okay, but my nipples were unbearably itchy. I couldn't help but want to scratch them, but Song Ge quickly grabbed my hands. I squirmed uncomfortably, my breasts heaving, which made Song Ge's eyes light up. He then used one hand to hold my hands firmly, freeing the other to play with my slightly better-behaved breast. The unbearable itching quickly disappeared, and the redness and swelling on my chest subsided visibly. So I stopped struggling and let Song Ge handle my breasts.
"Damn! No wonder the old customer from Henan was so excited. I even wanted to pinch them a couple of times. Come find me after your internship, and I'll give them a good squeeze."
Song Ge's actions were exactly the same as "Big Wall's," and he started to tormenting my nipples, which had just started to heal.
"This is your first time serving, so we've given you an extra 30 minutes of buffer time. You have 20 minutes left now. Hurry up and take another shower. Then, the big screen in the changing room shows the outfit requested by your next customer. Change and come over here and kneel down! You have 30 minutes left to delay today. It's best not to delay like the first time. When your internship ends, these people will still be able to find you if they pay enough. You can serve them properly then."
After Song Ge finished speaking, he reluctantly released my nipples and walked out the door.
I ran into the bathroom, quickly washed up, and ran to the changing room. So there really was a big screen here. I hadn't noticed it in my panic. Browsing through the information above, I learned that the next customer requires me to wear an office lady suit, black fishnet stockings, a black semi-transparent strapless top, black-rimmed glasses without lenses, and my hair must be tied in a ponytail. I also need to bring a 15cm long, 3cm diameter, non-vibrating dildo. I looked for information on underwear, so I guess the customer wants me to go without any. He'll be disappointed, and I expect another round of negotiation. I
quietly kneel on the blanket, waiting for the customer's arrival. After the service I just provided for "the wall," the tension seems to have lessened considerably. If this is my fate, then I'll accept it. Whatever the future customers may be like, I'll just have to go along with it.
The door finally opened, and a beam of dim light shone in, illuminating the tall, dark shadow of a man. I knew a new job had begun…
******************************************************** When Xiao Ai picked me up from the training camp, exhausted, it was already 2 a.m. I had received nine more guests behind the “wall.” In those nearly seven hours of work, I felt I had witnessed the full spectrum of human nature. A seemingly rough guest might actually be gentle, while a seemingly weak guest might be rude. The way people shed their facades and reveal their true selves is often so unbelievable.
As soon as I got back to my dorm, Xiao Ai threw me into the bathtub and poured recovery fluid over me. Instantly, a stinging sensation spread throughout my body. I'd experienced this several times today, and the "best customer," perhaps impatient or something, kept touching my body the entire time. My breasts, inner thighs, and buttocks were treated like his enemies, twisted and covered in bruises. He also used a large dildo to frantically shove it into my mouth, as if unclogging a drain, further aggravating my already ravaged throat. Now I'm completely speechless. Thankfully, the recovery fluid can be taken internally; apparently, drinking two cups of diluted recovery fluid can improve throat injuries.
Like a puppet, I was manipulated by Xiao Ai in the bathroom until I was finally dressed in a comfortable nightgown and tossed onto the bed. The stinging pain from before had subsided, and I quickly became unable to keep my eyes open. But Xiao Ai mischievously pulled me up to sit, preventing me from falling asleep: "Girl, listen to me before you sleep! You did a great job today, 100% satisfied! Eight customers even gave you extra tips, which adds up to 63 points! The first fat guy I served was really generous, giving you 2000 yuan right away! That's a passing grade! The others were also generous; it seems I should raise your rate. I'll report to the company tomorrow. So, your total income today is 45,000! Remember to treat us!"
With that, she tossed me back onto the bed and left. I vaguely heard the words "income" and "45,000," and finally, unable to stay awake any longer, I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up the next day and checked the time; it was already past 11. Still sleepy, I went to wash up. When I came back, I saw an envelope on the table. Opening it, I was shocked. It was my internship pay statement, showing yesterday's wages as 45,000 yuan! After deducting 1,000 yuan for props and 5,000 yuan for medicine, I netted 39,000 yuan! I stared at that number, stunned. Calling it astronomical might be an exaggeration, but it was roughly equivalent to two years' salary for my mother! Did I really earn that in a single day? Thinking of my mother's ecstatic joy upon receiving the money, I suddenly felt that all the hardships I had endured were nothing, and I couldn't help but cry. For the first time, I genuinely hoped that today's work would start quickly.
In the afternoon, Xiao Ai finally arrived. But strangely, Xiao Ai's usually calm face was clouded with worry today. "Chuchu, your service fee has increased to 2000 yuan per session. This is a challenge for you, but your commission rate has also increased to 30%. It's unlikely you'll earn as much as you did yesterday. Also, I saw your bill yesterday; those idiots added the cost of props and medicine. They're definitely jealous of your profits and want a piece of the pie. Take the recovery fluid from the room this time; it's all free here."
Hearing this, I felt a little disappointed, but it wasn't a big deal. For me, even earning 1000 yuan a day would be enough. However, what Xiao Ai continued to say made me uneasy.
"You did too well yesterday, I was careless. I should have told you to control yourself. The nail that sticks out gets hammered down. Although the higher-ups have noticed you, you're still in your probationary period and very vulnerable. I'm afraid someone wants to ruin you before you get promoted. Something similar happened before, but it was dropped because there wasn't much evidence. You have to be careful! But don't worry, I'll go talk to Brother Fu about this later and see what we can do,"
Xiao Ai said worriedly. "Your work hours tonight have been booked! It's that bitch Wu Qingwan who booked them. She's a favorite of the higher-ups, a goddess-like figure, but she's a terrible person. She likes to bully newcomers. The man above her is very shrewd; you can't usually book an entire place during your probationary period. I don't know what she's up to. Anyway, you'd better be careful this afternoon. I'm going to Brother Fu's first, I'll come pick you up when it's time."
Watching Xiao Ai's departing figure, I had a bad feeling. But I tried to think positively; what they did to us girls when I first joined the company was torture. I couldn't imagine any more cruel way to torture someone. At worst, the degree would be the same, and as long as it didn't kill me, I could endure it.
I spent the entire afternoon in a state of anxiety. Finally, the clock struck 6 p.m., and a heavy footstep approached from afar…

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