The Road to Slavery

Let me start with myself. I'm 38 years old, very charismatic, and in good health. I can tell you
all sorts of nonsense about my fantasies of being a sex slave, but I don't want to annoy you, so I'll
skip that. Simply put, I've had this particular sexual preference for a long time and have tried it with several women
. Some of them even enjoyed being the mistress in my presence. Even my ex-wife enjoyed being
waited on hand and foot, but she didn't need a complete slave. Finally, I found this
kind of relationship that seemed to only exist in my dreams. This relationship was so absolute and complete. I threw myself into
a completely different kind of sexual relationship, and just when I felt my life was peaceful and stable, everything changed.

It all happened two years ago. I had just finished reading some articles about female dominance, mostly by career
women. As usual, because I couldn't realize this fantasy, I got excited. I started
reading a story about a wife training her husband to obey her every whim, mainly
to satisfy her sexual desires anytime, anywhere, and of course, to do all the housework, laundry, cooking, and even
to clean up after her female friend's apartment every Saturday. I'd read many stories like this, but
it still excited me. As the story unfolded, her husband became increasingly obedient to her commands. She told him that
she would be going out with friends on the weekend and expected to see him kneeling to greet her when she returned,
wearing only his underwear and an apron. Several hours later, she returned home, and her husband obediently knelt half-naked
at the door as she had instructed. She handed him her coat to hang up and told him to continue kneeling at the door, as she thought her friend
would arrive soon. I initially thought the wife had brought home her girlfriend. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. When
the husband knelt to open the door, he saw a man standing outside. He
was clearly as surprised as I had imagined, thinking it was a woman coming, and stood there dumbfounded. The wife loudly scolded her husband from inside, "
What are you standing there for? Quickly invite Hai-ge in!" Hai-ge stepped over the husband and went in to be intimate with the wife. For some
reason, reading this made my penis grow two inches longer. Later, the story describes the wife and Hai-ge going to the bedroom, and the wife
instructing her husband to bring them two glasses of red wine. When the husband, shocked, brought the wine into the bedroom, the two were already
entangled on the bed. The wife was holding Hai-ge's penis, lovingly caressing it. When the husband came to his senses and asked
what was going on, the wife bluntly said that her husband was now nothing more than a slave, but she still
had the needs of a normal woman. However, as a slave, her husband was simply unable to satisfy her like a man
. She gave her husband an ultimatum: complete obedience or leave immediately. The husband was
stunned by what he saw, even crying and begging his wife not to leave him, saying he would do
anything for her. At this point, my penis became fully erect. Then, his wife looked at her husband with a wicked grin,
turned to Haige, and said, "Did you hear that, Haige? Our servant is willing to do anything for us." When I saw
the word "we," my penis even hesitated excitedly for a moment. I've never been
gay, and I was a little confused. The story continued; the wife ordered her husband to undress them with his mouth. The husband
started by removing his wife's stockings, and she put her toes in his mouth, saying, "Haige and I have been in love for a
month. He'll be moving in tomorrow. You need to take care of all our needs. I mean, both of us
. I want you to completely obey Haige's orders without any objection, understand?" The husband's answer
was affirmative, "Yes, sir." Hearing this reply, the wife stepped on his crotch and slapped him
, saying, "You said 'Yes, mistress,' what else is there, slave?" The husband said aggrievedly, "Yes,
master and sir." It's worth noting that I had never read this type of novel before, and the effect was quite obvious;
this climax was incredibly intense.

It's almost the weekend, and spring is in full bloom in North China in June. The story I read last night is still lingering in my mind.
After ejaculating last night, I slept soundly, like a child. This weekend, I'm going fishing with my friend Kang Wenxuan.
Wenxuan and I are childhood friends and often hang out together. His wife is my high school classmate, Nini. She was
a freshman when we were juniors in college. In fact, I was their matchmaker. Sometimes, I think maybe she should have stayed with me.
Such a woman is not only smart and beautiful but also a very honest girl. After my seven-year marriage ended
, they have always supported me spiritually. The three of us talk about everything, except one thing:
my sexual preference for being a slave. It's not that they don't understand; I just don't want anything to affect... It affected our
friendship. Also, Wenxuan often bragged to me about how much his wife loved his penis and how she loved
having sex with him anywhere. That is to say, their sex life was very fulfilling, unlike mine, which was just one type of relationship
.

After finishing my work for the day, I showered and got ready for the trip. The next evening at six o'clock, Wenxuan
arrived, and this time Nini came too. Originally, it was supposed to be just Wenxuan and me going, but Nini had plans for the weekend,
apparently shopping. Wenxuan's family is well-off; they even have their own car. We were going to drive three hours to Hulu
Lake for fishing. On the way, we prepared ice and beer—men love that, and the beer tasted great. After
a long day of work, I needed a good rest. Wenxuan drove, Nini sat next to him, and I sat behind him.

It was obvious that Wenxuan and Nini were an excellent couple, both maintaining great figures. Nini is 172cm tall.
115 pounds. And a pair of beautiful legs. Very proportionate; I think her bra size is only slightly smaller than a C cup. Her face is sexy,
a bit wide, with high cheekbones, two dimples, delicate skin, full lips, and a slightly large mouth. She always has a confident
smile. She gets more beautiful with age. Wenxuan is 183cm tall, 160 pounds, broad-chested, muscular, and has a
handsome but scholarly face.

They knew Nini couldn't have children when they got married, which was a blow, but they quickly
realized that a childless marriage is happier. It gives them time to fish and travel.

By the way, readers already know the dark desires in my heart, but they don't know my name yet.
My name is Zilu, 176cm tall, 150 pounds. Not the muscular type, but not overweight either, and I also have a
restless penis. Let's go back to what happened when we drank our second beer, like other old friends…
As they boasted to each other, Nini sat back in her chair, reclining as low as possible. I noticed her
wiggling her sandals with her toes. She wore a black tank top, her firm breasts revealing a deep cleavage, and black denim shorts
that accentuated her long, beautiful legs. Down her legs were high-heeled black leather sandals, which she crossed
, wiggling them. Still affected by last night's events, this scene inevitably distracted me from our conversation
.

"Zilu, Zilu. The book is called Summer Lilies," she said. Only then did I realize she was talking to me
. My gaze moved from her feet to her face, where a knowing smile appeared. I felt as if she
had discovered my secret.

I could only awkwardly say, "Sorry, I didn't hear you just now.

I was thinking about tomorrow's plans."

She looked at me and said sarcastically, "Is that so, Zilu?" At the same time, I heard her shoe fall to the ground. Her
eyes were fixed on me. Those five seconds felt like an eternity. I could feel my face turning red involuntarily. I
looked down at her, and when I did, her smiling eyes seemed to be saying something to me

. "Wenxuan, would you like another bottle?" she asked.

"Forget it, I still need to get ashore alive."

She turned to me and said, "Zilu, get me a bottle."

I don't know if I'm being sensitive, but her voice, which was usually friendly, seemed to have a commanding
tone this time. But it didn't matter.

"I guarantee Miss will be satisfied," I joked. "Hehe," Wenxuan laughed, "Don't talk to her like that." She
loves to boss people around. "

I handed her a beer, and she happily said thank you, then turned around and put her feet on Wenxuan's thighs, saying, 'Honey, I've been wearing
high heels all day, give me a massage.'

'I have something good for you to massage,' Wenxuan said with a smile, touching his crotch. 'You'll definitely like it,
miss.'

'What are you saying? You always talk nonsense,' she laughed too.

Wenxuan said, 'It seems we should find a massage girl to serve us.'

'Why not a man? I think it's more interesting to have a man serve us.'

She looked very seriously into my eyes, her angelic gaze making it impossible for me to refuse.

'I think so too,' I could only say.

'Alright,' Wenxuan smiled, 'You can give her a massage now.'

Nini turned the chair around to face me and said, 'How's it going?'

'No, no problem.' I was a little embarrassed.

'Great,' Nini smiled, 'Turn the chair around, let's begin.'

'Okay. You serve her,' Wenxuan joked."

"Hehe, you don't mind doing this, do you, Zilu?"

She looked at me again. I couldn't tell if she and Wenxuan were joking. I could see
Wenxuan's smiling face in the boat's rearview mirror, an expression that clearly said, "Are you mute?" I decided to give it a try.

"Don't worry, I'm happy to help," I said.

"Go ahead, baby," Wenxuan said with a smile, "He asked for it."

She smiled and put her bare feet on my lap. My god, her feet were so beautiful. I guessed she was wearing size 38 shoes.
She arched her instep slightly; her second toe was longer than her big toe. She must take great care of her feet, or maybe they were just naturally
that soft. Her toenails were neatly arranged, all painted with clear nail polish.

Before I started the massage, I must say that feet are often a
major aspect of worship for a perverted sex enthusiast who wants to be a woman's slave, so for me, this was undoubtedly a wonderful task. I began to gently caress her big toe with my thumb
, and within minutes, Nini squinted her eyes in comfort. Her face and
lips were filled with ecstasy. I began massaging each of her toes, even between them, massaging her tense ankles to
relax her.

Wenxuan looked at her face, "Nini, is it comfortable?"

Nini beamed, "It's so comfortable!"

I spent an hour letting her enjoy the massage. During that time, I wanted to kiss her toes several times, but I
restrained myself. Fortunately, before reaching Hulu Lake, we stopped at a roadside restaurant for a meal. It was affordable and the food
was quite good. At that moment, I suddenly had a feeling that my two old friends had become strangers. Before,
I had never had any sexual fantasies about them. Worse still, now I was starting to find Nini very sexy.

When we arrived at Hulu Lake, it was already nine o'clock at night. It was desolate and deserted, because it wasn't peak tourist
season. We found an ideal campsite, very clean, surrounded by small trees. The nearest camper
was about a mile away. We used to come here often; it was always crowded with tents and campfires everywhere
.

The night was so beautiful, the sky so clear, the stars twinkling, and the crickets chirping merrily. Wenxuan and I
drank some beer. Nini was tidying up in the tent. When the topic of massaging Nini came up, Wenxuan showed no jealousy. I
frankly told him,

"I really enjoy massaging her, but not in the way you think."

"What do you mean?" Wenxuan asked.

"It might surprise you if a man said that, it's not easy to explain, but I… I
feel a great deal of pleasure in it."

He looked at me and said, "Nini and I aren't as naive as you think. We know there are many inclinations in sex
. Actually, we wouldn't be surprised by anything you say."

At this moment, Nini came out of the tent. She had changed into Levi's pants and a red and black checkered
shirt. Her thick black hair was a little messy, draped over her shoulders, making her look very alluring. She took a beer from the icebox
, sat between Wenxuan and me, and took a sip.

"What were you talking about? Fishing?"

"We were just discussing sexual inclinations," Wenxuan said.

"Hmm, interesting, it's a lot like Truth or Dare."

"So who goes first?" I asked.

"We're old buddies," Nini said, "Let's skip the courage thing and just tell the truth,
one question each. Zilu, you go first."

"I'll grab a beer first," I said.

"Haha, you must have a secret you're hiding," Nini laughed.

"Maybe," I replied.

"Get me a bottle too," Wenxuan said.

"You're nervous too, Wenxuan?" I laughed.

"Yeah, right, I just want no one to leave after we start."

I took back two bottles, handed one to Wenxuan, and sat down to look at Nini.

"Okay, first question for Nini: Have you ever been with other men? How many? Who were they?"

She laughed. "Don't waste your time, Zilu. By the way, there are three questions. I'll only answer
the first one, 'Yes.' Baby, it's your turn," Nini said to Wenxuan.

I felt as if my two old friends had completely seen through me. I forced down a mouthful of beer.

"Okay, Zilu, you really enjoy giving Nini massages. My question is, do you also enjoy
giving men massages?"

My lips suddenly went dry, so I took another sip. Wenxuan and Nini were both staring into my eyes, as if trying to find
something. I decided to be honest, but it was just this one question. I knew they would understand; we're old friends
. I felt much more relaxed and answered,

"Yes, I like them both."

They both laughed, seemingly satisfied with my answer. Now it was Nini's turn to ask, but she looked at me for a
minute without saying anything, which made me a little awkward. However, she seemed to enjoy it.

"Are you a foot fetishist, Zilu?"

I hesitated for a moment, looking into her eyes and answering yes. There wasn't a trace of surprise in her eyes; it was as if she already knew
, just waiting for me to admit it. I don't know why.

"Let's get back to the foot issue," I said. "Do you really enjoy my massage? Be honest,
don't lie to me."

"It's a very simple question, Zilu. Yes, I absolutely love it. Your finger massage technique is
excellent. Precisely because you're a foot fetishist, most men would only last five minutes, but I think
you wouldn't stop unless I told you to."

That's wonderful! She's a true kindred spirit. It seems she's even better than me in this area. I completely trust her; she
said the right thing at the right time.

"Okay, it's my turn," Wenxuan said. "Zilu, now that you say you're a foot fetishist, besides liking to
massage Nini's feet, do you have any other thoughts?"

The silence was almost unreal; I couldn't even hear the crickets chirping. Nini had a mischievous smile on her face
, and Wenxuan was smiling too, seemingly enjoying my embarrassment. "Come on, Zilu," Nini said, "We're old
friends, don't be shy. By the way, I especially like having someone lick my toes."

Her tone seemed very serious, which undoubtedly made my thoughts sink even deeper. My voice broke
the silence, my tone sounding like a criminal confessing.

"Yes, I like licking your toes, I will always admire your feet." Unexpectedly, they didn't
laugh. Nini moved closer to me, putting her arm around my shoulder. "Don't be so shy, you're still you. In
fact, the more we get to know you, the better we think of you."

"Everyone has their own way of life," Wenxuan said.

"What about you?" I asked.

"I think you'll know before tonight ends," Wenxuan replied.

"Don't interrupt, it's my turn to ask a question," Nini said.

She released my shoulder and sat back down between us. When she asked her question, I felt that the interrogation of me
had just begun.

"Okay, Zilu. You said you admire my feet. I'll ask you another personal question. I think I know your
answer. If your answer is the same as what I think, then we'll end this truth or dare game and begin our
discussion. As far as I know, foot fetishists mostly have a special sexual orientation, which is to like being a slave. I want to know
if you are one of them?"

I looked at them. I wasn't sure what they were thinking. They both looked serious, but there was only one truth
: she was right.

"Yes, I do have this sexual orientation. I like being a slave, a lowly dog, whatever you want to call me
."

"That's exactly the answer we want to know," Wenxuan said. "As I said before, Nini and I aren't
as naive as you think, knowing nothing. Now that you're so honest, let's be our true selves. Actually,
Nini and I's sex life isn't that normal either; we started wife-swapping ten years ago."

I was surprised by his honesty, but I didn't say anything.

“We get along well with the other couples,” Nini said. “Wenxuan and I agreed not to go out alone
for fun. Two years ago, a couple we were dating adopted their own sex slave. We talked a lot about sadomasochistic
relationships and read a lot of materials, so we asked them to bring their sex slave with us.”

“We both really liked that female slave,” Wenxuan said. “But we only used her for one night; the
couple only lent her to us for a weekend.”

“That day was wonderful. When we woke up in the morning, we didn’t have to worry about the bed being a mess at all; she had tidied it up and
even brought us breakfast to bed,” Nini said. “But the best part was the sex; she really enjoyed serving
us. Ever since then, we’ve wanted to have our own slave.”

“We’ve looked online,” Wenxuan said. “We met a few that seemed nice in public places
, but we weren’t satisfied.”

"We've all wanted to give up," he continued, "because it's just too unsafe. Most
people in society think of SM as domestic violence, about whipping someone with a small whip. They don't understand that SM is sadomasochism,
which involves a lot of mental aspects. It's all consensual, absolutely not forced."

"Like Wenxuan said, we almost gave up. Last month, I ran into your ex-wife downtown. I
hadn't seen Xiao Fu in a long time, so we had lunch together. Maybe we drank too much, we started talking about sex. Xiao Fu said her current
husband is great, but she still misses something special about you. Of course, I asked her what that was.
She said it was hard to say. After a few more drinks, she started telling me that you especially liked being her slave, that you have a foot fetish."
She told me this. She said that although she liked it, the elements of sadomasochism became more and more prominent, and she couldn't quite
accept it. I think you want to be her complete slave, which she's not comfortable with. She still thinks about how good you are to her, and now she thinks her current
husband also has a slight tendency in that direction. But I guess her husband isn't slave material. She even said that
it would be best to have two worlds: her husband as her lover, and you as her slave. “

That day when we got home, Nini was so excited,” Wenxuan said. “I thought she’d bought something cheap
, so I asked her what she’d bought. She said she hadn’t bought anything. I asked her why she was so excited, and she said she had something to
tell me. We even went to our favorite restaurant for dinner, and she just said it was something to celebrate.”

“Wenxuan and I found a secluded seat, and I asked him directly if he wanted to keep a slave. He just
drank and didn’t say anything, but I knew what he meant. I said I’d found a perfect person, but there was a problem
: this person was a man.”

“Before Nini finishes, I want to clarify something: I’m not gay. To be honest, I’ve tried it.
Men have given me oral sex, but I don’t like giving it to them. I guess what I like is the feeling of conquering someone,
a man kneeling at my feet, giving me oral sex. Nini was watching and seemed very excited.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. I was completely stunned. They were so open-minded. Wenxuan even admitted to
having slept with men, so confidently, without the slightest hesitation. I was speechless with astonishment. Every word they said was a shock to my
mind.

"Wenxuan wasn't surprised when I said I was a man. Of course, he asked who I was, and I said
someone we both know and trust. He immediately became curious, and I said he was our best friend. He was surprised and said, 'Zilu?' I then told
him about meeting Xiao Fu, having lunch with her, and what I said to her. We talked until midnight after we got home, and that
we had a particularly good time making love that night. That's why we invited you fishing. Actually, I hadn't planned to go shopping at all. This outing
was our idea. We inspired you; it's the only way we can get you. No matter what, you'll always be
our best friend. If you refuse this master-slave relationship, we understand and respect your decision.
Similarly, if you decide to serve us, we will rigorously train you. We won't force you to do anything, but
we will train you to be a more qualified slave. We all know that a person with a slave mentality craves complete belonging.
Trust us; if you really want to serve us, we will completely possess you."

“We’ve talked a lot tonight, Zilu,” Wenxuan said. “We’ve asked you a lot, and I think you have a lot
to ask us too. If you want to serve us, Nini will definitely tame you as she originally intended—that is,
serve both of us at the same time, satisfying our sudden whims.”

“Before we take it further,” Nini said, “we’ve wasted so much time talking about this, we’ve already gone
into great detail, but is serving us appealing to you?”

At that moment, I felt strange, unreal, like a dream, and equally terrified.
I felt like I was in a dream, absolutely yearning to serve them.

“To serve you,” I said, “dreams will come true. I’ve done this with some women before, and for
them it was just a short-lived game, just trying another sexual method. But for me it’s different. I’m grateful they fulfilled
my fantasies, but I know it’s not their dream. You don’t know how many times I’ve imagined
being truly possessed.”

Nini and Wenxuan’s smiles deepened. I knew they loved hearing my answer.

"Okay, now we know how eager you are to serve us
. What other obstacles are there? We'll overcome them together," Nini said. "Zilu, can you satisfy Wenxuan's sexual needs just like you serve me?"

"I'm not gay, and I haven't tried anything with other men, but I have a submissive streak. Last night I read
a story about a husband serving his wife and his wife's lover. I ejaculated before I finished reading. Okay,
to answer your question directly, I want to serve both of you. No problem."

"Okay, the obstacle is gone," Nini laughed. "Now I'll tell you some basic things.
If you want to commit to this relationship, you can't sexually satisfy yourself without our permission. You don't just have to
satisfy our sexual needs; we also need to use some other aspects of you."

"What other aspects?" I asked.

"Servant, driver, cook, even furniture for us," Nini laughed. "Have you ever thought
about Zilu being our footstool, Wenxuan?"

"I think he's more suited to be the sofa at home," Wenxuan chuckled.

“We’re not sadists, Zilu, but we definitely need to train you, especially when I’m on my period,”
Nini said. “I want you to serve me in a very humiliating way.”

So…when do we start? I asked.

They stared at me, and I could only hear the rustling of leaves

. Nini said, “Zilu.”

“Yes, Nini.”

“I have a general idea of you. If you decide to be our slave, we’ll start now. Your safe
word is—red. When you feel you can’t take it anymore, you can say that word, and we’ll stop immediately. I
think you’ll beg us, but if you don’t say the safe word, we absolutely won’t stop.
Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“Are you sure?” Nini asked.

“Yes,” I replied.

“Then what are you determined to do, Zilu?”

“I want to serve you respectfully,” I smiled.

Wenxuan walked to Nini’s side, happily embracing and kissing her. Nini then faced me, her eyes filled with desire,
her voice soft, calm, and confident.

"It's going to be a long night, Zilu. Wenxuan and I need to go into the tent to rest now. Put out the fire and clean
this place up. We can only go into the tent after we give permission.

" "As you wish, Nini," I said.

"We can be more direct. In private, you should call me Master or Mother. Call Wenxuan
Master or Father."

"Yes, Master," I said.

Nini turned to Wenxuan and said, "I think he'll be busy for a while."

"I don't think there's much trouble," Wenxuan laughed.

"I need you to clean up in 15 minutes, servant," Nini said.

"Remember to put out the fire completely," Wenxuan said.

"Yes, Master," I replied.

They went into the tent, leaving me to do the work. I noticed that their attitude
changed immediately after I offered to be their servant. I immediately sensed their arrogance, as if they were superior to me. I'm very sensitive, but I
've never felt so excited and fearful as I do now. After cleaning everything up, I walked to the tent and heard them laughing and talking, so
I patted the tent.

"All done?" Wenxuan asked.

"Yes, may I come in, Master?"

I heard them whispering, but I didn't know what they were saying. Then Nini's voice rang out.

"We want you to kneel down now, you slave. Crawl into the tent. Just come in and wait."

I knelt down, then opened the door and crawled inside. The tent was softly lit by an oil lamp. It was spacious enough
to stand up, though of course I wouldn't. A double air mattress stood upright on the ground directly behind the tent,
covered with a white sheet. A light blue blanket was half-draped over the mattress, and there were two large down pillows. I also noticed
a single air mattress lying horizontally at the foot of the bed, with its own sheet and blanket, but no pillow.

They smiled at me. Wenxuan sat on a grass chair to the right of the bed, wearing a navy blue robe. I
didn't know what he was wearing underneath, but his legs and feet were bare. Nini stood to his right; she had taken off her jeans
and was wearing a red and black plaid shirt, but only a few buttons were fastened. I could see she wasn't wearing a bra, and I could also
see she was wearing black bikini bottoms. Her left hand was on her husband's shoulder, and her right hand held a dog collar and
leash. She was so beautiful. Nini opened her mouth and said,

"We want you to strip completely naked, slave. Fold your clothes and put them at the foot of your bed, then crawl in front of us
."

I did as she instructed, without saying a word. Now I knelt before them, and I could almost smell
Nini's scent, a scent full of exoticism. Her voice rang out again.

"Are you really ready? Tonight, you'll first familiarize yourself with our body scents.
Make contact with us as we say. You can only wear this dog leash; it signifies that you are a dog slave."

Her voice wasn't harsh at all, nor did she shout; she even smiled as she spoke to me, yet it
revealed her calmness and confidence. I found her so sexy, and my lower body began to swell.

She moved forward to me, her genitals only two inches from my face. I could even smell
the scent of her genitals tingling with excitement. She put the collar on me, fastened the dog leash, and then patted my head.

"Good dog," she giggled, "Don't be naughty, doggy." I didn't speak.

Suddenly, she yanked the leash, very hard.

"Stand!" she commanded, pulling me to her right.

I followed her, kneeling on tiptoe with my hands on the ground.

She moved to a spot six feet in front of me, the leash taut, and smiled at me, her legs slightly parted. Wen
Xuan sat comfortably in a chair, legs stretched out and crossed. He grinned, thoroughly enjoying his wife's dog-training show.
His robe was loose, revealing nothing underneath. He began touching his genitals; his penis was already hard and
quite large, a full 20 centimeters, thick and long, clearly bigger than mine.

"Crawl!" Nini pulled on the leash, and I knelt in front of her.

"Roll over, turn over, you wretched dog." I lay down, my head facing her.

"Such a good dog," she teased.

Nini stood above me, sitting on the edge of the inflatable bed. I lay about two feet away from the bed, her left leg crossed
over her right, her face pressed against mine. My God, how alluring. Her toes were long and rounded, with high arches
. Her feet moved lower and lower, until they were only an inch from my face. I could smell their scent, a blend of leather
fragrance. The smell of her feet on my face was intoxicating. I felt like I belonged to her.
She spoke,

"I'll see if your mouth is any good, you little slut. Worship my feet, from heel to toe. If
you lick me well, I'll reward you with my other foot." I began to lick, sucking slowly and attentively, licking
between her toes. I could taste the flavor from under her toenails, like savoring caviar. I licked more and more enthusiastically,
inwardly obsessed, but outwardly feigning calm. I licked the soles of her feet, gently nibbling at her heels, kissing her insteps,
even sucking on her heels. I noticed her breathing quickened. I felt satisfied for making her happy; I was completely
happy for her pleasure.

"Mmm...mmm," she groaned, "You're a born slave."

She stretched her legs out on the bed, placing one foot on my face and her left foot on my chest.

"Worship!" Her command was a single word.

I licked her foot even more passionately, my warm, wet tongue tracing between her toes. She became excited,
her moans growing louder. I could even smell the stronger scent from her crotch. I glanced at Wenxuan; he
was masturbating, clearly more excited by my subservient behavior. Our eyes met, and
I saw his deep contempt. I continued to focus on worshipping his wife's feet.

Then Wenxuan stood up, straddling my chest, facing the direction of my head. He stared at me again, took off
his robe and threw it on the chair. His penis, looking like his own life, throbbed above my face.
He masturbated a few times, then looked away. He stepped over my body, sat down next to Nini, displaying unbelievable passion
, like a beast. I saw Nini's shirt lying on the floor beside me. I merely watched them make
love with awe. Wenxuan was on top of her; she pulled down the crotch of her panties to the side, letting him penetrate her. Their moans grew louder and
louder. I knew they were about to climax; they both screamed, the climax as intense as an explosion.

Everything calmed down. I could hear the crickets chirping outside again, I could hear them whispering
sweet nothings. Nini's voice startled me awake.

"Zilu?"

"Yes, Master."

"Lie down on your own mat, the one at our feet."

"Yes, Master."

I lay down as she instructed. I heard them whispering and chuckling again. The oil lamp was still burning. I heard
someone get up and walk towards me. Nini stood at the head of my bed, looking down at me and smiling. She was naked
except for her underwear.

"Remember what I told you? You need to get used to the smell of our bodies."

She reached out and rubbed her genitals through her underwear, tucking her crotch between her legs.

"I can't think of a better way to get used to it than tasting the semen in my vagina. Open your mouth!"

I opened my mouth wide. She pulled down her underwear on my face, and a drop of semen dripped from her vagina onto my right cheek.

"Oh, don't waste it."

She used her foot to wipe the semen from her face into my mouth. It tasted a little salty.

"Lick every drop clean, Zilu. I don't want my feet to be sticky," she said.

Wenxuan had already sat up and was watching. His penis was hard again. After Nini had me lick the mess off my feet,
she sat on my chest, her naked vulva pressed against my body. I felt a sense of respect. Her vulva was incredibly
beautiful, with soft labia and only a few pubic hairs on the front of her pubic bone—perfectly proportioned. She made me open
my mouth again and stuffed her wet panties inside. I immediately tasted her love juices and Wenxuan's semen. At
first, the taste was intense, but soon their fluids began to melt into my saliva. I started swallowing, and the taste began to improve
.

"You'll have to suck it all night, understand, little slave?"

I nodded.

"Hmm, and no masturbation allowed," she patted each of my cheeks once. "Go to sleep." Then she stood up
, stepped over my chest, and walked back to their bed. I was excited; my testicles felt swollen. Nini climbed to the middle of the bed
, lay down under Wenxuan, and put her head between his legs, starting to suck her husband's penis. She deliberately positioned herself
so I could see how she was licking it, then turned to look at me.

"Watch closely; next time you'll lick my husband's penis like this," she said .

Wenxuan's moans grew louder. When he was about to ejaculate, she climbed on top of him and began to make love wildly. They
climaxed again. Afterward, Wenxuan got up and extinguished the oil lamp.

"Goodnight, you slut," Wenxuan said.

"Goodnight, sir," I mumbled, my mouth full of underwear.

Nini and Wenxuan fell asleep in each other's arms. I felt my testicles throbbing with excitement. I couldn't help but touch my
penis twice and immediately ejaculated on the blanket. I began to drift off to sleep.

When I woke up, Nini had one foot on my face, smiling at me. She had already washed up
, changed into jeans and a t-shirt, and was still barefoot. Wenxuan was putting on his shoes.

"Get up, you lazybones," she shrieked. "Go prepare breakfast for us."

Saying this, she kicked off my blanket, her smile vanishing instantly.

"What's this? Zilu?" she asked, pointing to the stains of my semen on the blanket.

I spat out my underwear and said, "I was half asleep, I couldn't control myself..." I stammered, "I was too excited
..."

I had never seen Nini angry before. She and Wenxuan would definitely argue, but I had only ever seen her smile
.

"Kneel down, now," she commanded.

I complied. She lifted my chin with one hand, forcing me to tilt my head back. She lowered her head close to my face, her voice low,
almost a whisper.

"You remember this: do whatever I tell you to do, and don't do what I tell you not to do."

"But I wanted to..."

A slap.

Her slap was so hard that I fell to the ground. I hadn't expected her to hit me, especially with Wenxuan
watching. She kicked me, making me roll over, and stomped hard on my chest. Her eyes narrowed with anger as she said,

"A servant isn't allowed to talk back. This isn't a fucking game, Zilu. If you don't learn to obey orders properly,
this relationship between us ends here, understand?" "

Yes, Master." I stammered.

"Get out and prepare breakfast for us. We want fried eggs and coffee. We'll deal with you later."

"Yes, Mother."

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