Slave Training Camp-4

Chapter Nine: Hellish Hall Three
The heavy footsteps grew closer, and a strange unease crept into my heart. A burly man entered; it seemed he had been one of those who tormented us girls during that hellish training session.
"Little beauty, you've grown up fast, haven't you? Even our Qingwan sister is paying attention to you, not bad, not bad."
The man grinned lewdly as he leaned closer, his hand rubbing against my chest.
"Remember your brother? I had my eye on you last time, but time was too short to play with you enough. From now on, just call me Daqi, and I'll take good care of you."
"Brother Daqi, where's Sister Xiao Ai? Why isn't she here?"
I still clung to my last hope.
"What bitch doesn't take customers? That slut should be taken out and let the dogs fuck her."
Daqi roared impatiently.
It seemed their relationship wasn't good, which deepened my unease.
"Alright, enough with the nonsense! Come with me!"
Daqi seemed to have a grudge against me, pinching my breast hard and laughing at my pained expression. He then dragged me out the door without even letting me change my clothes.
Soon, I was pulled and tugged to the checkpoint at the elevator entrance. Daqi lifted the hem of my clothes, revealing the chastity belt I was wearing. "What's the password?"
Daqi looked at the combination lock and asked me. Seeing my hesitation, he roughly pulled me into his arms. "Girl, don't think Brother Fu is anyone special. He's just an old man who's washed up. You'd better not expect him and that bitch Xiao Ai to protect you. If you obey today, you'll just suffer. If you don't, hehe, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Looking at Daqi's ferocious face, I had no doubt about the truth of his words. It was as if the last straw in my heart had snapped, and I told him the password.
With a "click," the chastity belt opened easily, and the two security guards scurried over, ready to use the equipment to examine my body. My face flushed slightly, and like last time, I slightly parted my legs, sticking my butt out a little, waiting for them to violate my genitals.
"You two are really spineless. Of course, a man should use his 'tool' to examine a woman! Is your penis not long enough? Do I need to teach you?"
Daqi shoved the examination tube from the two security guards' hands to the ground. "Two holes, front and back. Hurry up and check, we're in a hurry!"
"Brother Daqi, is it really okay? Last time, Xiao Ai said Brother Fu..."
One of the security guards stammered, looking at Daqi with eyes full of desire.
"You know what kind of relationship Qingwan and Brother Fu have, right? Stop being so wishy-washy. If you're going to do it, do it; if not, get lost!"
Daqi waved his hand impatiently.
"Haha, got it!"
The short man eagerly approached me and began stroking my lower body. The tall man, without a word, pulled down his pants and came behind me, pressing his already hard penis against my lower back. He then grabbed one of my breasts and began kneading it.
"Hey skinny, you pick this girl up and do it, I'll just go through her back door,"
the tall security guard said to the short man bustling around in front of him.
"Let's do it together? Okay! Saves time!"
The skinny man picked me up and said, "Beautiful lady, hold on tight, I'm about to let go, don't fall!"
I quickly hugged the skinny man's neck, wrapping my legs around his waist like a koala. The skinny man released me, pulled down his pants and tossed them aside, then groped for my vagina and began to manipulate it with his fingers.
It felt as if I had willingly exposed my lower body to a man, afraid to use my hands to block him for fear of falling, and could only let him play with my lower body. This feeling of shame made me hug the man's body tightly and press my head against his neck.
Soon, the skinny guy withdrew his fingers and then gestured for me to aim his penis at my vaginal opening. Because of the previous stimulation, my vagina was already soaking wet. His penis, just touching my clitoris, began to slide further into my body due to my weight.
The skinny guy noticed this and laughed loudly, then spread his arms wide and began swinging his hips up and down, making my body sway with him. As his movements became more vigorous, the amplitude of his penis entering and exiting my body increased, accompanied by loud "plop, plop" sounds. At this moment, I felt like a sex toy, being manipulated at will, only able to moan and groan.
"Damn! You're really good at this, hold her tight and let me have some fun too!"
The tall guy, seeing me being played with, was aroused and impatiently ran behind me, pressing his glans against my anus. My freefall was momentarily hindered, and without lubrication, it felt like an iron rod was inserted into my anus, causing excruciating pain. I immediately begged for mercy.
"It hurts! It hurts! Brother, please have mercy on me, you're hurting me so much!"
I tried to adjust my voice to sound lewd to please the men.
"Hmm!"
I guessed that the tall man's penis must have had quite a strong impact just now, and he readily accepted my pleas for mercy. He turned around, found a bottle of lubricant, applied it to his finger, and then inserted it into my anus. Then he thrust in again.
I could clearly feel a hot rod being pushed from my anus into my stomach, which made the sensation of the other rod in my vagina even stronger. I felt like a female prisoner being tortured by two rods being lifted into the air.
After adjusting the position, the men in front and behind tried to thrust in and out, with constant "plop, plop" sounds, occasionally accompanied by my slightly painful cries of "ah, ah." Soon, both men discovered a pattern: when their penises went in and out, I obediently let them thrust in and out; but when their penises entered me simultaneously, my body tensed, accompanied by painful groans, and their penises felt the greatest pressure.
Without prior arrangement, they adjusted their rhythm, almost in unison, thrusting their penises into me forcefully and then slowly withdrawing. This was excruciating for me. Every time their rods entered me simultaneously, I felt an unbearable throbbing pain, especially in the back, and the involuntary spasms amplified the pain several times over, so each time I let out a scream. This sound seemed to spice up their actions, making them more and more excited, and the screams grew larger and larger. From a distance, I looked like a bridal sedan chair being carried at a New Year's carnival, swaying up and down, except that the "pole" of this sedan chair was constantly going in and out of the "sedan chair."
Biting my lip, I decided to endure the intermittent pain and stop stimulating the two men. I tried to tighten my vagina and anus in rhythm with the thrusting, hoping to end this humiliating torment as quickly as possible.
Perhaps my efforts paid off; the man in front of me suddenly stiffened, and then I felt a gush of heat spray into my body, while the man behind me noticeably increased the frequency of his thrusts.
Finally, both men ejaculated inside me, but without withdrawing their penises, they remained standing there with their penises inside me, creating a lewd scene.
Perhaps the position was awkward, because the man behind me reluctantly and slowly pulled his penis out, then reinserted his fingers and began to manipulate it, while the man in front of me thrust a few more times before finally removing his limp penis and placing me back on the ground.
Holding me tightly by the men, my legs were numb. The moment my feet touched the ground, they buckled and I fell to the floor. Daqi, who had been watching the commotion, grabbed my hand and helped me up, snapping my chastity belt shut with a "click."
"Brother Daqi, thank you for helping me. But please, could you let me wipe myself down there before fastening it? It's dirty down there."
I felt the sticky, wet sensation down there, accompanied by waves of itching, making my whole body uncomfortable.
"No way! Don't be so delicate. Hurry up and come with me. Don't you have any sense of time? We're going to be late."
Daqi gave me a mocking look, then forcefully pulled me into the elevator.
Blindfolded and dragged into the car by Daqi, I felt streams of sticky fluid constantly flowing from the edge of my chastity belt. The wind blew, making my inner thighs feel cool, and then it dried and clung to my legs. This made me feel incredibly ashamed, so I rubbed the inside of my thighs and secretly smeared the still-wet semen inside my skirt, hoping no one would notice. Daqi was very quiet the whole way; he was probably asleep, I thought. So I became even bolder, wiping the edge of my chastity belt with the hem of my skirt. "These two men have a lot of sperm. Won't this make me pregnant?" I thought, feeling
a growing urge to rub.
"Stop wiping! We're here. I'll get you to take a shower right away!"
Daqi's voice suddenly broke the silence, startling me so much my hair stood on end. He had been watching me the whole time! I was so embarrassed I didn't know what to do, clutching my skirt tightly.
A strong force broke my awkwardness, pulling me forward unsteadily. Suddenly, my foot slipped, and I almost fell. "Go down the stairs, you little slut!"
Daqi yelled irritably. I then proceeded with extra caution, but Daqi clearly had no patience, continuing to pull me forward, nearly causing me to fall several times. Finally, he stopped and pulled down my blindfold.
The scene before me sent a chill down my spine. The environment here was completely different from the club yesterday; it felt like a heavily guarded prison. The height here was astonishing, probably at least 10 meters. No wonder we walked down for so long earlier. The area was also huge, at least 400 square meters. There were many metal and wooden frames of various shapes and sizes. In the center of the room, there was a metal frame 5 meters high on each side. On the walls next to it hung all sorts of dildos, whips, and other devices of unknown purpose. Just this glimpse sent a chill down my spine. It seemed that today's feast was anything but pleasant!
"Welcome to Purgatory Hall 3!"
A sudden male voice appeared behind me. Daqi was obviously startled by the voice, just like me. He trembled and turned around almost simultaneously with me. "Hey! Isn't this Brother Daqi? Here for some fun again? Let me see what kind of merchandise you've brought this time?"
A tall man dressed in black rushed in from the doorway.
"Crazy, you're always so jumpy, you startled me."
Daqi patted his chest in a rather effeminate manner, which surprised me. "It's this slut. Give her a good beating, let her know the company isn't a charity! I know Brother Crazy is very skilled, he always makes sluts regret being women, that's the effect I want, so please put in the effort." "
Hmm, this young lady looks quite obedient, good looks and figure, is it worth it for the higher-ups to send her here for some discipline?"
The man called Crazy floated to my side like a ghost and reached out to lift my chin.
"Daqi, you're not up to something, are you? I didn't see the order for that girl you sent last time. But that girl's temper was so bad, she definitely needed to be disciplined. This one looks like a good girl, which has aroused my interest. But someone with this kind of temperament shouldn't be subjected to torture, right? Are you sure she's here for 'repair' and not to learn masochistic acting?"
"Crazy brother, I've been sent by the company to practice oral sex for the past three days, not to learn masochism!"
I sensed something was off in their conversation and anxiously shouted at this madman.
"Slap!"
A crisp slap landed on my face, followed by a sharp pain in my stomach. My body flew out of control and crashed to the ground. I saw a large, dark footprint on my stomach, and then I curled up on the ground in agony like a boiled shrimp.
"Daqi! What are you doing? How can you be so crude and simple? This isn't my style. Besides, you have something to do here. I can't take this job unless you explain it clearly."
Crazy floated to my side again, grabbed my ankle, pulled one of my legs up, and looked at my lower body.
"Crazy, don't play dumb. You want to have your cake and eat it too. You want to be a whore and also want to have your cake and eat it too. Okay, here's a reason. Wu Qingwan will be here in an hour. If she sees this slut all naked, you won't be able to handle it. That's all I have to say, you decide what to do!"
Daqi sneered at Crazy, who was circling around me like a dog that had found a bone, and then turned and sat down on a sofa next to him.
"Haha, so that's what Fairy Wu wants. Then it's okay. I knew Brother Daqi had a strong back. I was just waiting for you to say that. Don't worry, I won't stop until this little girl is skinned alive."
Crazy couldn't wait to pull me up from the ground.
"Why is this girl still wearing this? Did the Martial Fairy put it on her?"
Crazy saw my chastity belt and rubbed the edge of the belt with his fingers.
"I'll unlock it for you. This slut is too promiscuous. She wants to sleep with any man she sees, so I have to restrain her, otherwise she'll be having babies everywhere."
Daqi proudly tapped randomly on the keypad on my buttocks, and with a "click," the lock on my lower body was unlocked again, revealing my wet vulva.
"Tsk tsk tsk! She's really slutty. Even with a chastity belt, she's still so messy. Haha! You slutty little cunt, I like it. You can take it! Haha!"
Crazy didn't care about the dirt and inserted his fingers into my front and back, stroking them.
"No, it's not like that, Brother Crazy. This is what they did during their inspection..."
I hurriedly explained, making a last-ditch effort.
"Take that off. My name is Feng, the 'Feng' of 'northwest wind.' Not just anyone can call me 'madman'! Also, don't explain. We think you are what we think you are, so just be yourself and try to behave well. That way you'll suffer less! Aren't you a little slut? I think you're the kind of slut everyone wants to fuck, don't you think?"
Madman interrupted my pointless explanation and stopped his finger thrusting, leaving his finger inside me. He then pushed another finger into my vagina, making my lower body ache terribly.
"Yes..."
Looking into Madman's lewd eyes, I realized a truth: "A wolf can accuse a sheep of many crimes, but more often than not, it's just to eat the sheep." As a sheep, how ridiculous it would be for me to explain to a wolf.
"Don't be so aggrieved. Yes is yes, no is no. I never force people to do things. Shout out your answer, tell me everything, I want to hear it!"
The madman started playing his game of toying with me. I'd experienced this before, so now that my last hope had vanished, that familiar feeling of numbness returned.
"I'm a slutty little bitch everyone wants to fuck, born to be fucked. Feng-ge, you're fucking me so good, I want it so much!"
I said this like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, then twisted my lower body, letting my vagina play with Feng Ge's fingers, constantly moaning "Ah, ah, um, um" to entertain the men.
I secretly glanced at Feng Ge, wanting to see his reaction. From his eyes, I didn't see any excitement or fascination at all; his eyes were full of surprise. At that moment, I secretly regretted it. Had I gone too far?
"Daqi, the girl you got this time is really slutty. What level is she? Where did she work before?"
Crazy's fingers followed my movements slightly, increasing the difficulty of my actions. Seeing my somewhat distressed look, he also became a little excited.
"Don't worry, she's just a piece of trash picked up on the street, no level at all. Play with her as you like, it doesn't matter if you die, just leave it to me."
Daqi's eyes shone as he watched Crazy play with me, but he was obviously very concerned about other men's bodily fluids and didn't move closer to me.
"Haha, I'll gladly accept. But it's not fair for me to play alone. How about I help you clean this little bitch up first?"
With that, the madman pulled his hand out of my body, wiped it on my buttocks, and pulled me deeper into the house.
After passing through a long corridor, the madman led me outside. I looked around and found that we were in a large courtyard, isolated from the outside world by the surrounding buildings. In the center of the courtyard was a 10-meter square pool of crystal-clear water. The place where we came out was shaped like a ship's cabin, and in the direction we came out, there was a diving board used in diving competitions. The difference was that this board had two handrails more than a meter high at the end.
"Come on, let's play Captain Jack's game of forcing a little slave girl to jump into the sea! Come on, little bitch, get on the board, walk forward and don't look to either side..."
The madman's tone became excited as he pushed me towards the diving board. I've been learning to dance since I was little, and to maintain a balanced physique, I also learned to swim from a young age. I wouldn't dare say I can swim more than 4 or 5 kilometers, so seeing this small pool where I could easily reach the end with a single dive, and the diving board not being high, I felt no apprehensive and steadily made my way to the end.
The further I went, the more violently the board swayed up and down, and I instinctively stretched out my arms to maintain my balance. Suddenly, I heard a "whoosh" sound behind me, followed by a chill down my back and a powerful force that pushed me so hard I almost fell.
"Haha, little girl, be careful not to fall in, there's a shark tank down there. Although I can't afford real sharks, I can afford to electrify them. If you fall in, I guarantee I'll give you a tingling, electric shock until you roll over. I'm looking forward to it!"
The madman laughed wildly. I felt pressure points constantly moving behind me, a cold sensation spreading throughout my body. I knew he was shooting me with a high-pressure water gun. I was like a small boat being tossed about in a storm, finally collapsing onto the board.
Just as I struggled to my feet and tried to stand up, suddenly, the water jet that had been hovering behind me disappeared. Were they kindly trying to make me stand up so they could continue to torture me? At that moment, I heard the madman's wicked chuckle behind me. I knew he must have some mischievous idea. I hurriedly tried to get up and grab the pillar at the end of the board, but it was too late. A blast of icy, bone-chilling water shot into my rear. Because I was kneeling, the water jet entered my body without any obstruction.
A sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen. I screamed and collapsed onto the board, sliding forward a short distance along the slippery surface until my head was almost touching the edge.
"Oops! Seems like the pressure's too high. Let's try again."
The madman's despicable voice drifted over. The pain in my lower abdomen made me dizzy; I felt water seeping into my stomach and slowly draining out, the discomfort gradually subsiding. "Daqi, why don't you try?"
With that, another water jet hit my buttocks with a "plop," followed by a barrage of water jets raining down on my groin. I painfully raised my legs to block the onslaught, using my hands to protect my groin, enduring this inhuman humiliation in a humiliating, arched posture.
"Haha, Daqi, you're not hitting it right away. Look, I hit the bullseye in one shot. You've been hitting me like I'm giving him a shower."
The madman mocked Daqi with undisguised smugness. Enraged, Daqi roared, "You little slut, show me your two holes! Spread your assholes open with your hands, or I'll just throw you down here and we'll have 'boiled fish' for dinner tonight!"
I knew they meant what they said, so I had no choice but to endure the pain, sticking my butt out towards the two men, symbolically spreading my backside, and awaiting the next round of humiliation. Luckily, Daqi's accuracy was terrible. The water jets whizzed past me, and even when they hit me, they only hit my thighs. The most accurate hit landed on my perineum, between my vagina and anus, and the impact was much weaker than the first.
"Damn it, I don't believe I can't hit you!"
Daqi finally lost his temper and strode towards the springboard, wanting to get closer before I fired. "Hey! There are rules to playing games, and there's a spirit to playing with women too!"
Crazy grabbed Daqi, snatched the water gun from his hand, and ordered me, "Little bitch, your brother Daqi is angry. Don't just lie there enjoying yourself. Stand up, grab the bar, and stick your little ass up. I'll give your brother Daqi some fun so he won't boil you up and eat you."
I knew Crazy was going to torture me with new tricks, but I felt like I was clinging to a straw on the edge of a cliff. I was willing to do anything as long as I was alive. Although it was summer, the water hitting me was so cold that I felt a little frozen. I struggled to stand up, grabbed the bar, pressed my waist down, and stuck my ass up high, just like the position I had been in before, leaning against the wall waiting to be fucked by a man.
I heard rustling sounds of things being moved behind me, followed by footsteps slowly approaching. The board began to tremble and shake, then there was a moment of silence. This silence was the most terrifying; I didn't know what was going to happen, and I could even hear my own heartbeat.
"Thump thump thump!"
A series of rapid sounds, accompanied by a gust of cold wind, swept past me from behind. I reflexively tightened my anus.
"Ah...ah...oh...oh!"
The icy water jet accurately attacked my anus. The icy water kept squeezing into my body, bringing me indescribable pain. Moreover, this time the invasion was not like the continuous pressure before, but the impact was intermittent. It was like moving a stick back and forth against my body before, but now it was more like poking my body with a stick. And the accuracy was much higher than Daqi's operation before, which was like shooting targets with a water gun. Every time it hit near my anus, more than half of them directly broke through my anus's defenses and entered my body. It felt like an ice stick was constantly thrusting in and out of my body.
"Haha! How about it, Daqi? This is my invention, the water gun! You can put the old water gun on this aiming bracket to adjust the spray pressure and frequency, and it can automatically adjust the direction you lock onto. For example, I'm locking onto that little slut's asshole right now, and if she doesn't make any big movements, I can basically hit her. Once I used this thing to play with a slut, and then I forgot about her for a while. When I came back, I saw her stomach was bloated with water like a cricket, and water was overflowing from her mouth. I stopped the machine, and water was flowing out of her asshole for half an hour. It was hilarious!"
Crazy showed off to Daqi with no small amount of pride.
"Didn't that woman dodge? You just let her spray water into her asshole like that!"
Daqi seemed very interested in the scene Crazy described.
"You think she's stupid? Of course we have to tie her up! Heh, but the girl you brought does seem a bit silly. Is she a masochist?"
The madman made no attempt to hide his mockery of me, who seemed to have willingly chosen to be tortured. But I knew that if I dodged now, they wouldn't hesitate to tie me up, and I'd be completely at their mercy. My lower abdomen was getting increasingly bloated. I knew that what the madman said about being able to make a person's stomach grow bigger and bigger was probably true. I could feel the water gurgling around inside me. I was too embarrassed to force it out. How could I avoid angering these two men and prevent my body from being further ravaged?
Suddenly, an idea struck me. I started moving my lower body up and down, while my upper body twisted into a seductive arc. My entire posture resembled a slut responding to the penis of a man penetrating her from behind, accompanied by lewd "Mmm...mmm...ah...ah..."
sounds. A beautiful young girl, soaking wet, was welcoming her unseen lover behind her. The whole scene was both beautiful and decadent.
I writhed my body with all my might, pretending to enjoy it despite the pain. Thankfully, the two men didn't say anything to stop me; I guessed they were watching with great amusement. The madman's description of the equipment behind me was indeed true; the water jet did move with my anus. Fortunately, there was about a one-second delay in this movement. Like a Spanish bullfighter, I swayed my anus, trying to deflect the water jets.
At first, I couldn't get the rhythm right, and the water jets relentlessly pierced my body. But gradually, I mastered its rhythm, and the water jets started hitting my buttocks and perineum.
I don't know how much time passed; my movements became mechanical, and I didn't even notice when the water jet attack stopped, still swaying provocatively. Suddenly, I felt the board beneath my feet tremble, followed by a scalding hot rod pressing against my swaying anus, and with a "plop," it went in.
"Oh…so good, a summer essential for an icy anus,"
the madman's voice came from behind me.
My anus was already numb from the cold, so being penetrated by the madman didn't feel uncomfortable at all; in fact, it felt quite good. So, I started wiggling my buttocks enthusiastically, trying to please him.
The madman pressed his entire back against mine, his hands reaching out to grab my breasts, his body arching in rhythm with my movements. "So warm..."
My performative moans finally carried a hint of pleasure.
"You're quite clever, little girl. You know the rules of the game here, but just enduring isn't enough."
The madman mischievously pressed his entire weight onto me, his fingers beginning to knead my nipples wantonly, while his lower body movements became increasingly violent. I couldn't understand the unspoken meaning behind his words, but I knew that resisting would mean even worse deaths, and now, struggling to support both of our weights, I had no time to think about what he was trying to say.
"Come on, turn over!"
The madman finally got off me and ordered me to face him. After glancing at me, he lowered his head and kissed me, forcing my teeth open with his tongue and sucking wildly, while simultaneously lifting me up around the waist. I instinctively wrapped my thighs around his waist and my arms around his neck, clinging to him like a koala. Freed from his grip, the madman groped for my lower body, and as soon as he found my genitals, he guided his large penis inside.
"Plop, plop," my body was rocked up and down by the madman. He grabbed my hands that were wrapped around his neck, causing my body to arch backward at a steep angle, making me tense up, allowing his penis to penetrate even deeper. As his large penis thrust in and out of me, the frequency increasing, I gradually reached orgasm. Feeling the madman's body, I sensed he was becoming increasingly excited as well. Based on my understanding of men these past few days, I guessed he was about to ejaculate.
Just like in the movies, I guessed the beginning but not the ending. The madman's thrusting became faster and faster. Suddenly, he violently jerked his lower body, his large penis plunging deep into my body. Our pubic bones collided violently, and then he flung my hands away. A
sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen; I knew it was from the madman's penis hitting my cervix.
I involuntarily released my legs, my body falling into the pool like a kite with a broken string. I only saw the madman's smug face receding further and further away from me. Fearing I would lose control of the water in my stomach, I gushed out in a jet, marking the trajectory of my fall.
"I've been played with, forced to do so many humiliating things just to save my life, and now I'm about to die. I hate it so much!"
My last memory before falling into the water was the madman, gripping his penis, ejaculating sticky white semen in the direction I fell.
Was it all over...?

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