Walking filth

(I) The Tortured Cuckold by His Beloved Wife

"You slut, who told you to get hard? Want a whipping?"

A woman with a charming face and fair skin sat gracefully on the sofa. Her smooth skin was like a jade tree
planted amidst green hills and clear waters, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.

The woman had a slender figure and a sweet smile; she was a true beauty, a peerless beauty even in the entertainment industry
. But what she said was utterly shocking.

"I'm sorry. Master… I couldn't control myself… Seeing you… it got hard… I'm sorry… Please
punish this slut, Master!"

I knelt in the center of the living room, my small, limp penis slightly erect, but its size was unbearable to look at.
It wasn't even 10 centimeters long, as thin as a thumb. There was no way around it; years of my wife's merciless
abuse had turned my penis into what it was now.

...

I've always enjoyed being abused and humiliated. Three years ago, I met my current wife, Zhang Jiayi,
who is now my master. The first time I saw her, I was captivated by her beauty and longed to be played with by her.

After relentless pursuit, she finally came to be with me. Throughout our courtship, I suppressed my
feelings until our wedding night, when I confessed my masochistic tendencies to my master. She was slightly taken aback, then
looked at me with disdain and said we could try.

I remember being incredibly excited and immediately kneeling down to kowtow to my master, whom I had longed for. But instead of
receiving a kick, Zhang Jiayi kicked me hard, knocking me to the ground. I wasn't angry at all;
instead, I felt a tingling sensation all over my body, a burning desire rushing to my head. I quickly knelt up, prostrating myself on the ground like a lapdog. Zhang Jiayi's
face showed disgust. She never dreamed that a handsome man who owned a listed company and seemed like a refined
gentleman would be like this.

Zhang Jiayi kicked me in the face again, and I couldn't withstand the angry kick, falling to the ground.
Without a word, Zhang Jiayi stepped on my genitals with her high heels.

I was in so much pain I almost cried, but I stubbornly resisted touching her beautiful foot. She continued to torment my
penis, and just when I was about to give up, she let out a fart—a very smelly and loud one. To be honest, my
brain immediately directed my nose to inhale the pungent smell.

Seeing me enduring the pain in my genitals while frantically inhaling the strong odor of the fart, Zhang Jiayi became even more enraged. She
sat directly on my face, making me smell it.

She felt an unprecedented sense of conquest while sitting on my face, and Zhang Jiayi found it very
enjoyable.

From that day on, my life changed completely. Every day, I would manage the company and rush home to receive
Zhang Jiayi's abuse.

...

Today was no exception. I had just returned from the company and immediately stripped naked, kneeling on the ground, awaiting my master's discipline.

Zhang Jiayi, with her long, flowing black hair, sat cross-legged on the sofa, wearing an expensive black LV
dress and black stockings.

Even seated, her tall and voluptuous figure was undeniable.

Nearly 1.7 meters tall, she possessed a slender frame, with broad shoulders, a full bust, wide hips, a narrow waist, and long, delicate legs—a
figure that would make anyone envious.

Her long hair fell to about her chest, her eyelashes were slightly upturned, and her narrow eyes held a seductive allure.
A soft breath escaped her delicate nose, and her sweet lips were painted with thick red lipstick, giving her a slightly devilish look. Her slender
fingers, supporting her pointed, white chin, added a touch of languidness.

It was this multifaceted beauty that I found irresistible; I think no one could resist such a
woman.

"Hmph, come here, my dog son."

Zhang Jiayi's expression changed, becoming somewhat cold and stern. The allure in her eyes vanished, replaced by a chilling intensity that
excited me. I knew my master was about to torment me again.

"Sigh, my dog son, haven't ejaculated in days. Want Mommy to help you?"

"Yes, yes. Mommy... thank you, Mommy..." Before I could finish, Zhang Jiayi slapped me across the face.
I knew I'd said the wrong thing, and I knew my wife wouldn't let me off so easily. Sure enough, while I was lost in thought
, my wife slapped me again, followed by a barrage of slaps
.

She didn't stop until after more than ten slaps, spitting on my face afterward. I thought,
why spit on my face? She could have just spat in my mouth, but my wife deliberately avoided it.

"Does being a son mean only having your own pleasure? Aren't you going to serve your mother?"

My wife's face turned seductive again, a smile playing on her lips as she stroked my hair. The gesture
made her look more like she was petting a dog.

"Serve. I'll serve Mom..." I said with a fawning smile. I didn't need to look at my expression to know
how pathetic I looked; I was no less than a dog wagging its tail to please its master.

"That's more like it. Come on, stick your nose into Mom's pants and smell it. Mom's cunt hasn't been washed for a month, doesn't it stink?"

As she spoke, my wife grabbed my hair and shoved my head into her pants. A wave of stench assaulted my senses;
the smell was overwhelming. I had no doubt that my wife hadn't washed her cunt for a month.

Stink as it was, I still sniffed hard, inhaling deeply, as if trying to inhale the stench
into my lungs.

Based on my years of experience serving my wife, there are three main factors contributing to this smell. First,
the stench of urine left after she urinated without wiping properly. Of course, she wouldn't wipe; with me as her human toilet
, why would she need paper?

Second, the smell of her vaginal fluids. My wife produces a lot of vaginal fluids, and the smell is very strong; I can smell
it immediately.

Finally, the most intense smell is the pungent, fishy odor of semen, almost completely masking
the smell of her urine and vaginal fluids. Of course, this isn't my semen; I've never ejaculated inside my wife
.

...

To be honest, my wife cheated on me. Two years into our marriage, when I was licking her anus, I smelled male...
The unique smell of semen... I couldn't believe it. Since our marriage, my penis had never
been used on any part of my wife's body; it was always just her plaything. Yet, my wife had been anally penetrated, even having her rectum ejaculated into by that man
, and she hadn't even cleaned herself properly!

I was furious, but I dared not speak out. I was afraid of losing everything—my master, my wife
. I could only silently endure it, as always, sticking my tongue into her rectum and cleaning her anus thoroughly
. When the semen deep inside her rectum flowed into my mouth, I almost went crazy, but my
subservience and respect for my wife forced me to swallow the man's semen.

The next day, I sent someone to investigate who was in close contact with my wife. I wanted to find that man and
teach him a lesson. Unexpectedly, the man discovered I was looking for him first. He didn't
say anything to me, but when I got home, I found my wife covered in whip marks on her buttocks, her D-cup breasts were
bruised, and there was a stop sign drawn on her stomach.

Her tear tracks were still wet, and she looked at me with resentment. Her beauty was
gone, replaced by bitterness. I regretted it the moment I saw her. I knew my wife was angry and might leave me.

Ironically, my first thought was to apologize and beg Zhang Jiayi for forgiveness, unaware that it was Zhang
Jiayi who had cheated on me.

After my wailing, pleading, and promises to let my wife be with that man, she finally agreed to stay.
After that, she became even worse, often coming home with semen in her vagina or anus, but I would
pretend nothing was wrong and clean it with my mouth.

Despite this, my wife often had whip marks and bruises on her body. I knew that perverted man
was definitely abusing my beloved wife, but I dared not mention it. Every day, all I could do was clean
the filth off my master's wife.

On my wife's birthday last time, I had prepared many surprises for her, but she vanished into
thin air. Her phone was off, and I couldn't contact her. I searched for her for a whole day and night without success.

The next day, I received a short video that filled me with shame and arousal. My
wife, who was once so high and mighty in front of me, was kneeling on a dining table like a female dog. Her fair breasts were bound with rope
, turning a purplish-red from engorgement, and there were two mousetraps stuck on her nipples. I was furious.

But what pained me most was not these things, but the fact that the pubic hair on my wife's tender vulva had been shaved completely. My wife's pubic
hair was one of my favorite parts, and this bastard had shaved it off. At that moment, I felt like killing him.
Her pink vulva and pink anus were exposed straight to the air.

The camera panned again, and I saw the food on the table. I couldn't believe it, I really couldn't
believe it—my wife's head was facing that pile of food! My mind went blank.
A huge, yellow blob was piled up in a blue porcelain plate, next to some yellow sludge. I suspected it was intestinal fluid and runny stool!

On top of that yellow excrement was a large amount of white stuff; needless to say, that was the man's
semen. And on top of this pile of excrement was a candle.

Just as the scene froze for a moment, I heard a "smack" sound. I could tell
it was the sound of a hand hitting flesh. My wife had been slapped on the buttocks, and a seductive smile immediately appeared on her face.
Then she stretched out both hands in front of her and said, "May I serve my master for life." Hearing this, I felt like I'd been
struck by lightning, and I almost dropped my phone. Then I heard a man's loud voice. The video showed the man
's large hand grabbing a candle. I saw the moment the flame went out, and that pervert actually
inserted the still-burning candle into my wife's anus! I heard my wife's heart-wrenching screams.

The scene changed again. This time, my wife's tongue had touched the semen on the pile of excrement. I carefully observed
my wife's expression. There was no disgust or aversion in her expression, only allure in her eyes. Her eyes were fixed on
the camera, as if saying, "Look at me, look at me, am I licking it seductive enough?" Zhang Jiayi's expression was
so similar to when I served her—equally cheap and equally seductive. Zhang Jiayi's nose was also constantly inhaling the stench in the air
, almost exactly the same movements as when I licked her anus. I even suspected that I had taught her this, and she
was learning what I was doing!

Zhang Jiayi was like a female dog, sticking out her tongue and constantly scooping up the excrement in the plate. I could clearly see
how smooth her movements were. Each time, she would get a little bit of excrement on her tongue, which would then be sucked into her mouth.
When her tongue came out, there was nothing left. I was deeply shocked by my wife's actions.

This was definitely not the first time. This was absolutely not human. Yes, it really wasn't human. My wife
's movements, the frequency and state of her tongue movements, were like a real female dog. I couldn't help but laugh at myself.
I used to pride myself on being a dog, but now it seemed utterly ridiculous.

I couldn't help but wonder what kind of person could turn my wife like this. I
knew very well what a proud and arrogant person my wife was; how could she possibly submit to an ordinary person? I was somewhat envious.
I envied Zhang Jiayi for having a truly powerful master.

"Eat it all up!" I heard that sound for the first time. I felt that the sound was coming from a man's chest,
a powerful and decisive sound that I could never produce. I actually felt a sense of admiration for this man.

Sure enough, upon hearing the man's command, Zhang Jiayi opened her mouth wide and took a large lump of excrement into her mouth, then
began to chew. Yes, she was chewing. I could see clearly that my wife's mouth was covered in excrement, and with a satisfied
smile, she slowly stirred and chewed the soft excrement in her mouth.

Zhang Jiayi chewed for a full half minute before slowly swallowing. I saw my wife's throat move,
as if I could see the path of feces flowing from her esophagus into her stomach.

I really didn't expect my wife to chew such disgusting stuff for half a minute;
something that made me want to vomit just looking at it, she was actually chewing.

Seemingly satisfied with her performance, I heard two more slapping sounds. I knew
my wife's buttocks, which I massaged with my face every day, had been slapped again.

But then my wife let out two barks; I knew that was in response to that man's reward.

The video ended there, but it wasn't the end, because I immediately received a
text message: "No need to thank me, I'll help you celebrate your wife's birthday. All you need to do is take good care of my bitch, you little
worm?"

The humiliating words extinguished any anger in me; perhaps my anger had already subsided, leaving
only an emptiness. Deep down, I desperately craved the same kind of training as my wife, to
eat that seemingly not-so-smelly-tasting shit.

I returned home exhausted. Unexpectedly, my wife was already home. I saw her lying
on the sofa, eyes closed, lost in thought. As usual, I took off my clothes and knelt in the center of the living room.

"Come here, lick my crotch clean,"

my wife commanded, still lying on the sofa, without even glancing at me. I
had no will to resist. Hearing her words, I slowly crawled towards her crotch.

Zhang Jiayi sneered, lifted her skirt, and spread her legs, revealing a scene that left me bewildered
.

I saw my wife's raised buttocks were covered in excrement, sticking to her entire backside. I couldn't believe it, and for a moment
I completely forgot what I was supposed to do.

"Hurry up and lick it," Zhang Jiayi said impatiently, her voice full of disdain. She knew I would lick it,
because I couldn't refuse her request. I tried sniffing slightly, and sure enough, the stench of feces
assaulted my senses. Although I was almost thirsty, the stench was indescribable.

I slowly extended my tongue, touching the base of my wife's thigh. A feeling of nausea and vomiting
rose in my throat. I had originally thought that feces and urine were just a little smelly, but I never expected it to be so disgusting and hard to
swallow.

I felt my stomach churning. I hadn't eaten for over a day, but I still felt like I was going to throw up
. At that moment, my first thought was that my wife could eat this stuff with such relish. I
gained a new understanding of my wife once again.

"Ugh...cough cough cough..." I couldn't hold back anymore. It was truly disgusting. This was completely different from licking an anus .
Although there was filth in an anus, it certainly didn't have this strong smell.

"If you find it disgusting, then get lost. I don't even want you to eat my shit. Get out of the way and stop
taking up space in my crotch."

Zhang Jiayi still didn't open her eyes, dismissing me like a beggar. How could I possibly leave?
I cared deeply for my wife; I could never let her leave me, and I could never refuse her orders.

So, enduring the stench and the churning in my stomach, I once again stuck out my tongue and licked Zhang Jiayi's shit-covered buttocks.

Each lick felt like an eternity. I had never felt so humiliated. I couldn't
believe I was doing such a thing, but it was also this stimulation that made my blood boil.

Just as I was about to finish cleaning my wife's buttocks, I saw her anus wriggle. I initially thought
she was about to fart, but to my surprise, what came out first was a lump of green, runny shit!

I never imagined that my wife would actually defecate right in front of me, right before my eyes,
lying on the sofa with her legs wide open, like an animal casually defecating. That sight deeply
aroused me. Wasn't this the result I'd always wanted? To become a complete beast,
a beast only interested in lust, a pet for my wife to play with at will! How could I still
retain a laughable conscience now that my wife had become like this?

Absurd, utterly absurd. I felt extremely lost. I felt I had let my wife down. I had actually
retained human shame towards her, and hesitated and neglected to obey her commands.

This was a terrible thing. I absolutely couldn't be like this. I wanted to become a
lowly dog to be played with at my master's whim, not a husband who hindered his pleasure.

Without any more hesitation or negligence, I opened my mouth, took that small lump of runny feces, chewed it for a while, and swallowed
it.

This time, I tasted other flavors of my wife's excrement besides bitterness and disgust. Although my throat felt very uncomfortable,
I didn't vomit. I stuck out my tongue and licked my wife's anus clean before covering her with her skirt.

After that, I became even more submissive to my wife. I practically became her toilet, and I even found
pleasure in it. My wife's contact with that man became more frequent, and I remained silent, quietly
serving my wife.

...

I quietly smelled my wife's cunt. I clearly remembered my wife's birthday, which was tomorrow. I didn't know
how that man would treat my wife on her birthday, but just thinking about it made my penis slightly hard.
Based on his more than a year of training my wife, he must be a man with unique ideas. I was sure my
wife would be played to the point of death.

Thinking of this, my penis twitched again, and some pre-ejaculate was squeezed out. Yes, it was pre-ejaculate,
dripping onto the floor.

Just then, the phone rang. I felt Zhang Jiayi's thighs suddenly tighten, trapping my head
. I was filled with doubt, but instantly, my nerves tightened too. I guessed who it was—my wife's
master.

"Yes, Master." Sure

enough, only one person could make my wife so nervous. As soon as she answered the phone, Zhang Jiayi eagerly called out
"Master.

" "Tonight, kneel at the door and wait for me. I'll come to your house to celebrate your birthday,"

a deep male voice came from the phone. It was my wife's master. I heard it clearly, and my body
tensed even more. Coming to her house? I couldn't believe it.

"What time is Master coming? Bitch, get ready..."

The man sneered and hung up. I could feel his disdain for my wife, and I could feel
her tense nerves and the white fluid flowing from her vagina.

Zhang Jiayi regretted it immensely. She had actually asked what time her master was coming—this was absolutely wrong. She was almost certain that
her master would torture her tonight, but this only made her vagina leak even more fluid.

"Go run me some water, I want to take a good bath."

Zhang Jiayi pushed me aside and went into the bedroom. I knew she was going to choose clothes.
How could she not dress sexily to see her master?

"Yes, Master,"

I said, and then went to the bathroom to run the water for my wife. Our bathroom has a large bathtub that can fit two people,
which we bought when we were newlyweds. I originally thought... but now I only have the role of running the water. After running the water, I took out
a thermometer to adjust the temperature, and then added some fragrance and flower petals to the water. I also got a towel for my wife to wipe her down and
poured warm water for brushing her teeth before respectfully kneeling beside her to wait for her to come and bathe.

Women always take a long time to choose clothes. I knelt for twenty minutes before my wife came out with a purple silk dress.
That's right, just one pair of purple stockings. It was the kind of open-crotch silk dress that covered the entire body except for the neck. The material of this silk dress
was excellent, and it was also very sexy, highlighting the perfect female body. Wearing it was like being naked.

Zhang Jiayi carefully hung her clothes in the corner. It was clear how excited she was.
She eagerly jumped into the bathtub and meticulously washed her body, paying close attention to every inch of her skin. She wanted to
present her perfect self to that man, not wanting him to see a single flaw.

I knelt beside her silently, waiting for Zhang Jiayi to finish washing. Actually, I was
even more nervous than Zhang Jiayi. I wanted to see the man who had driven Zhang Jiayi crazy, but I was also afraid to. I wanted to
escape now and leave them alone, but I couldn't bear to leave just like that. Deep down,

I really wanted to see what my wife's master looked like and what he did, or maybe I just wanted to
see the man who had cheated on me.

"Serve us well tonight. If he's satisfied, I'll have my fun with you. If he's not happy, well, you
'll be sorry,"

Zhang Jiayi suddenly said to me. I was somewhat incredulous, yet also somewhat expectant. I knew
what Zhang Jiayi was thinking. She wanted me to stay only to make that man more satisfied.
No one would find it unexciting to play with another man's wife in front of his husband.

"Yes, Master,"

I answered mechanically, because I was panicking. I didn't know how things had turned out this way. I
wasn't prepared at all. I didn't know how to deal with a man who had cheated on me for over a year,
nor how to face a man who knew I secretly enjoyed masochism. Even more shameful was that I
had consumed the semen this man had ejaculated inside my wife for over a year.

I wasn't paying attention to Zhang Jiayi showering; my mind was racing. We were finally about to meet, and I was terrified.
After my wife finished showering and putting on makeup, at her command, I jumped into the bathtub, quickly washed myself, dried myself, and crawled
out. My wife knelt obediently at the door, wearing only that purple silk dress—no, there was also a collar around her neck
indicating her current status. I quietly crawled behind her, head bowed, and knelt on the floor like her,
waiting for the man to appear.

From behind, I could clearly see that my wife's crotch was wet, glistening under the light.
I knew she was aroused. I couldn't help but wonder, was she really that obsessed? Just waiting made her
so wet. Little did she know, I often felt my prostate overflowing while waiting for my wife to "train" me.

During the long wait, my knees were almost giving way. I'm used to kneeling on cold floors
, and I even considered sitting down. But Zhang Jiayi remained motionless, kneeling ramrod straight, though her juices had already
soaked down to her knees. Her hands were clasped behind her back, her buttocks high in the air, and her breasts were erect, making her look
like a statue.

Just then, the sound of a door being pried open rang out. It turned out Zhang Jiayi had given the key to the man.
I gave a wry smile and quickly straightened my knees.

The door opened, and a handsome man entered. He was unremarkable in appearance, quite ordinary-looking, tall and slender
, about 1.83 meters. His most striking feature was his eyes; there was a slit in the corner of his left eye, making him look
somewhat frightening.

Upon seeing the man enter, Zhang Jiayi immediately kowtowed, saying, "This bitch welcomes her master home. Please, master, play
with this bitch as you please."

I didn't hesitate either, and followed suit, kowtowing to the ground. The man didn't ask for anything I expected,
like licking my feet or taking off my shoes with his mouth. He chuckled and ran into the house, leisurely sitting on the coffee table as if it
were his own home, completely ignoring the two kneeling on the ground.

"My name is Liu Peng. Let's introduce ourselves and chat."

"I... my name is Tian Zhiming." Liu Peng smiled again, not letting us get up, and continued, "Don't be so
formal, just chatting for a bit."

How could I not be formal? My wife and master have been trained to be completely obedient by you, how could I dare to be
presumptuous in front of you? I chuckled a few times and then fell silent.

"I always hear my bitch talk about you, saying you're very obedient, and it's true."

I was speechless, not knowing how to answer. "It's true?" I was overwhelmed with shame, the blatant
humiliation of my years of life was unbearable. I remained silent, lying quietly on the ground.

"Hehe, Tian... Tian Zhiming, right? Tomorrow is your wife's birthday, didn't you prepare any gift?"

"I... I didn't prepare anything." I answered truthfully. Indeed, I hadn't thought of preparing a
gift or surprise for Zhang Jiayi at all; I still vividly remembered her last birthday.

"No wonder the bitch doesn't like you, you didn't even prepare a birthday present,"

Liu Peng chuckled. I was speechless, I didn't know how to respond! I didn't want to respond either; I
just wanted him to get to the point and torture us severely.

"Fine, seeing that you don't want to talk to me, let's end the chat here. Crawl over here,"

Liu Peng commanded, seeing that I had no intention of continuing the conversation.

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Jiayi, true to her long-trained nature, immediately snapped out of her kneeling position and slowly crawled towards
Liu Peng's side. I followed behind her and crawled to Liu Peng's side as well.

"Speak," Zhang Jiayi said, her voice catching my breath despite my bewilderment.

"Master, this bitch's cunt is leaking juices. I'm sorry, Master, this bitch has gone horny. Please punish
this bitch's cunt."

Zhang Jiayi's tone was different now, sweet and coquettish. I knew it was from excitement; her cheeks were flushed
, and her eyes were full of allure. I could also smell a scent I'd never encountered before emanating from her
, making my penis throb.

"How should we punish this bitch, Comrade Tian Zhiming?"

Liu Peng asked playfully. I never expected him to ask me this question. For a moment, I didn't know
how to answer. I was always the one being abused; I could never imagine how to manipulate others. So,
this question stumped me.

"Your wife did something wrong, and you say you can't punish her however you want? Can't you bear to?"

Liu Peng's voice grew louder, the last few questions making my heart tremble. I saw Zhang Jiayi
's body also tremble. Every word Liu Peng spoke seemed to possess a magical power, shaking my very soul.

"Hit her… I'm sorry…" "Useless! You can't even speak properly!"

Liu Peng seemed annoyed, interrupting me. I looked up at him and noticed that
the corners of his eyes had turned blood red! It was terrifying, and I was filled with fear. It was colder and
more frightening than my wife's eyes.

Zhang Jiayi trembled slightly, kneeling on the ground, not daring to breathe. She hated
Tian Zhiming to the core. It was just a few lashes, yet it had angered Liu Peng. She secretly planned to
torture Tian Zhiming properly after Liu Peng left, to teach him how to speak properly.

"Lie down on the ground, spread your legs,"

Liu Peng said calmly, his expression returning to normal. But I knew this was the prelude to a storm.
Just then, my wife lay down on the ground with her legs spread. I instantly understood the difference between my wife and me—
the difference between a true female animal and a pseudo-slave. But the most ridiculous thing was that I was still this female animal's toilet.

"Ah..." Just as I lay down, Liu Peng kicked Zhang Jiayi's fragile, smooth, and
delicate genitals. I could feel the force of Liu Peng's kick because I clearly heard
the sound of his leather shoe hitting her hip bone.

"Ah...ah...I was wrong...ah...it hurts..." Zhang Jiayi rolled on the ground clutching her genitals,
screaming in agony, her throat almost breaking. The screams from deep within her throat made her voice
hoarse, her beautiful face contorted in agony, her teary eyes wide open, pupils dilating,
her facial muscles twisted and deformed.

I know that kind of pain; I've experienced it myself. I think that pain is no less than being skinned alive. But
instead of feeling sorry for my wife suffering this violence, my body reacted. My prostate ejaculated a stream of clear
fluid, which spilled onto my school uniform. Damn it, why am I like this? But it's so stimulating, even
more stimulating than the torture itself.

"Please, Master... I was wrong... Ah... Whip me... Hit my... cunt... Don't
kick me... I can't take it... It hurts so much..." Zhang Jiayi was still wailing and begging. She was in so much pain that she almost fainted
. Her tears and snot were mixed together, flowing into her open mouth as she wailed, but she didn't
care at all. She still humbly begged Liu Peng, humiliating herself like livestock, like a lackey.

Zhang Jiayi covered her genitals. She could feel her vagina constantly flowing with vaginal fluid, staining
her hands, but the pain was endless and did not lessen in the slightest.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

Liu Peng squatted down and stroked Zhang Jiayi's pretty face, as gently as if he were treating a lover. Looking at the
scene alone, who would have thought that this man had just been so brutal and ruthless to this woman?

"I'm sorry... I was wrong... Master... This bitch admits her mistake and begs punishment... Please, Master, whip this bitch's cunt
... Please, Master, don't let my cunt dirty your shoes..." Zhang Jiayi pleaded, tears
and snot streaming down her face. She never wanted to receive the same kick again; she couldn't bear that pain. All she wanted was
for Liu Peng to end the torment of her genitals with a whip, or even a needle prick.

Her beautiful face was contorted with pain, her bright eyes wide and bloodshot. Zhang Jiayi
's expression was one of utter pleading. Of course, Liu Peng saw all of this more clearly than anyone else, for his
playful, mocking eyes had been watching her the whole time.

"Wrong? Good that you know you were wrong. Come on, spread your legs, let me see if you're hurt,"

Liu Peng said casually, as if he were talking about something unrelated to him.

Zhang Jiayi did as she was told. She couldn't possibly think about Liu Peng's tone or meaning, because she was in too much pain
to think about such things, or even if she could, she wouldn't want to, because her subconscious was
telling her to obey Liu Peng and please him. Zhang Jiayi's servility was deeply ingrained, becoming her own subjective consciousness
.

"Hehe, still so pink, but a little swollen. I must have used too much force just now, but it's okay
, still beautiful, right?"

Liu Peng muttered to himself. No one answered him, and he didn't need anyone to answer, because no one present
had the right to talk to him, or rather, wouldn't cooperate with his conversation.

Suddenly, Liu Peng pinched Zhang Jiayi's clitoris hard, his fingernails pressed together and intertwined. The consequences were terrible
; the clitoris bud was almost squeezed out, and the clitoris instantly turned purplish-black.

"Ah..." Zhang Jiayi screamed in pain. She knew Liu Peng's methods; she was prepared
for his abuse of her genitals, but she couldn't bear the pain and cried out loudly. Tears streamed
down her face, and urine gushed out uncontrollably.

Liu Peng pinched her clitoris briefly and then immediately released it. He knew the clitoris was fragile; he didn't want to ruin Zhang
Jiayi like that. He only wanted her to experience excruciating pain. After releasing her clitoris, Liu Peng immediately used his fingers to
massage it to alleviate the pain.

Zhang Jiayi's screams slowly turned into moans. Liu Peng released his fingers and held his urine-covered hand
in front of her tear-streaked face. As if she had been prepared, Zhang Jiayi looked up and licked it.
After licking it clean, she put Liu Peng's entire hand in her mouth, stuffing it full. After Liu Peng withdrew
his hand, Zhang Jiayi coughed incessantly.

Liu Peng stood up and told me to come help his wife clean up. I immediately crawled between my wife's legs and sucked up
the urine she had urinated after losing control of her bladder.

Liu Peng also started to unbuckle his belt, and my wife immediately knelt down. When Liu Peng unbuckled his belt
, my wife opened her mouth. Neither of them said a word during this process; I guess this was a tacit understanding they had developed
.

Just as I was lost in thought, Liu Peng's penis opened, and a stream of yellow urine, even more pungent than my wife's
, shot into my wife's mouth. My wife tried desperately to swallow, but because Liu Peng's urine was so rapid and forceful—it was clear
that his kidney function was beyond that of ordinary people—my wife's swallowing speed simply couldn't keep up with the speed of Liu Peng's ejaculation.
The urine hit her lips, then flowed down her chin, chest, and dripped onto my head. I felt immense shame,
and at the same time, my blood boiled, and another stream of pre-ejaculate spurted out, dripping onto the ground and hanging on my limp glans.

Even as Zhang Jiayi swallowed the urine, she kept her eyes open, staring at the enormous dragon. It was over twenty centimeters long,
thicker than a baby's arm, and even larger than a Western-made dildo. The glans was like a large, purplish-red egg,
and the urethral opening was half a centimeter wide. It was unbelievable that a human could possess such a large weapon.

Zhang Jiayi's eyes were filled with adoration and admiration, her expression utterly comical, like a child
receiving a candy reward—a joy she had never felt with me.

But it must be said that the stench of urine was incredibly stimulating, even for me. I wanted to breathe in that
air, that pent-up stench of urine accumulated in a man's bladder.

I secretly inhaled the strong stench of urine in the air, and also kept sipping the mixture of the two types of urine I loved dripping onto the ground
. I greedily drank what most people would find disgusting, but this filthy urine
was like poison to me, making me addicted.

Liu Peng urinated a lot, taking a full half minute to finish. The urine covered Zhang Jiayi's entire body and even
washed my hair. Now, my wife and I are both covered in the pungent smell of Liu Peng's urine—it's both smelly and fragrant.

When Zhang Jiayi saw that Liu Peng's penis was no longer spurting urine, she stuck out her tongue and licked the urine off
the glans, then stopped moving. Don't ask why she didn't give Liu Peng oral sex or lick it all; I know why. Because
Liu Peng's penis is like a sacred object to my wife, just like I consider my wife's vagina and anus
sacred objects—inviolable. Without the master's permission, it cannot be touched; that would be blasphemy
. So, no matter how much I want to, I won't touch my wife when she doesn't allow it. My wife is the same; she
would absolutely not touch Liu Peng's penis casually, no matter how much she wants to.

Liu Peng slapped Zhang Jiayi's face twice with his large penis. The crisp sound made me acutely aware of
the hardness of his penis; it was as powerful and forceful as a belt slapping someone's face.

I couldn't help but admire Liu Peng again, or rather, I felt a sense of awe for him. I understood even more why my wife
submitted to him. I felt that no one could resist such a man, let alone a slutty wife
.

Zhang Jiayi thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of being slapped by Liu Peng's penis. His penis was so powerful, so
hard, so hot. She was deeply infatuated with this feeling and eagerly anticipated it.

Liu Peng grabbed Zhang Jiayi's delicate hair, then thrust his erect, thick penis into her
throat. Yes, it went all the way in. Liu Peng's penis, like a military dagger,
pierced directly into Zhang Jiayi's closed mouth. Zhang Jiayi's eyes slightly lifted, looking at Liu Peng looking down at her with a dazed expression. With the huge glans piercing her throat
, she felt no discomfort, but rather an unprecedented satisfaction.

Zhang Jiayi couldn't possibly have Liu Peng's penis fully inserted; it was unavoidable because Liu Peng's penis was too
large. Only about a third of the glans penetrated deep into her throat, pressing against her
esophagus, leaving most of the penis outside. Liu Peng didn't mind, keeping it pressed against Zhang Jiayi's throat, making it difficult for her to breathe. After a while, Zhang Jiayi's
face turned bright red, and she began to gag, saliva dripping continuously onto her large breasts.

After holding it in for a while, Liu Peng timely pulled out his glans from her throat. As soon as he pulled it out, Zhang Jiayi
coughed incessantly, thick saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, looking incredibly lewd. Before Zhang Jiayi could catch her breath
, Liu Peng thrust his glans back in, repeating this several times. His wife's saliva contained a light yellow liquid; I knew
it was intestinal fluid.

After playing for a while, Liu Peng pulled his penis out completely, and Zhang Jiayi finally got a chance to catch her breath. She immediately began
to breathe heavily, completely ignoring the saliva still connected to Liu Peng's glans at the corners of her mouth, looking truly
extremely lewd.

"This bitch's throat is so warm, my big glans wants to sleep inside,"

Liu Peng said. Hearing this, his wife's expression immediately became shy and ambiguous. This was Liu Peng's compliment, and
his wife felt a little embarrassed. It was clearly a very lewd remark, but his wife actually thought it was a rare compliment.

"Come on, turn around, hold onto your dog husband's butt and stick your butt out, your master will develop your ass."

I immediately got up on all fours, sticking my butt out so my wife's hands could support me. I don't know why, but when I heard
Liu Peng's words, I subconsciously did as he said, but I knew I felt very excited. Ever since Liu Peng came in, my penis
hadn't gone soft. You know, my penis is like a caterpillar that won't get hard even if you crush it, but when I saw Liu Peng, it
remained erect.

After I got on all fours like a dog, my wife's hands also held my buttocks, then spread my buttocks apart, exposing
my anus. Maybe my anus was too disgusting, because my wife spat directly on my anus, and with her other
hand, she let go of my anus and grabbed my buttocks.

"I'll give you a choice, fuck my cunt or my asshole?"

Liu Peng asked. I heard the sound of his penis churning inside my wife's cunt. I really wanted to say for her, "
Fuck both, fuck her until she's ruined!" Thinking this, my penis spurted out some pre-ejaculate, which my wife caught
in her hand. I already knew what she wanted to do.

"My asshole, my cunt made a mistake earlier, so I can't reward her with my noble penis. Please let your noble penis enter
my asshole and fuck out my shit. Then let me lick it clean. Play with her as you please, don't be shy
."

My wife spoke loudly, stroking her penis. I knew she was talking to me, trying to humiliate me.
Stimulated by her beautiful hands, I was almost at my limit. Hearing such lewd words, my ejaculation stopped and
I ejaculated.

"Hehe. You know how to please your master." Before my wife could reply, Liu Peng thrust his huge penis
into her anus. Hearing her soft moan, I knew she was about to get excited, and I
was about to be happy.

My wife moaned loudly, uttering lewd words. I pressed my face against the urine-soaked ground,
wrapped my arms around my back, and spread my buttocks. My wife felt the semen on her hands and removed them from my penis. Liu Peng seemed
to know about our game. He grabbed my wife's hair, giving her
support as she leaned forward. My wife released her hands from my buttocks, smeared some semen on my anus, and then
shoved one hand into it.

You heard right, just one hand. It went in easily. Three years of "training"
had completely transformed my anus. My wife could insert her entire arm into my anus, and she could even
insert both hands at the same time. Sometimes she would even put her feet in my anus.

We maintained this position, Liu Peng grabbing my wife's hair and fucking her, while I sat on her and
fist-fucked her, my face half-submerged in urine.

It took about half an hour for Liu Peng to ejaculate. I once again redefined Liu Peng's abilities.
After ejaculating, Liu Peng wasn't out of breath at all, nor was he sweating. He just told my wife to plug her anus and came to her
. I didn't even need to look to know that Liu Peng's penis was covered in my wife's shit, because my wife hadn't
gone to the toilet for two days at home, and she farted frequently, and her farts were incredibly smelly. I guessed she was waiting for Liu Peng to come and that's why she didn't go.

When Liu Peng was fucking my wife, I could smell a faint odor of feces. If it weren't for the strong smell of Liu Peng's urine
, I would have definitely smelled the air filled with my wife's feces.

When Liu Peng's penis was in front of my wife, the smell was clearly audible. It was really stinky. I dare say
this was the most disgusting poop my wife had ever taken in a year, but I really wanted to taste it.

When Zhang Jiayi looked at the penis covered in dark brown substance, her eyes were glazed over, as if
she had seen something she loved.

"I'll clean it for my master," my wife said, and then she took the glans covered in feces into her mouth. When she spat it out
, the glans was clean and attractive, without a trace of filth. Without waiting for anything else, my wife stuck out her tongue and began to
slowly enjoy the deliciousness she had endured for two days.

My wife looked really ridiculous. One hand was blocking her anus, which was still full of semen from being fucked, and the other
hand was inserted into my anus, with her head raised, licking a piece of feces! I honestly don't know how to describe my wife's
appearance.

"Looks like the bitch's nature of liking to eat shit has resurfaced. Want to eat your master's shit?"

Liu Peng said, holding his wife's chin after she finished licking. Remnants of her meal still lingered at the corners of her mouth,
making her look utterly disgusting.

"Thank you, master, the bitch wants to eat, the bitch wants to eat,"

my wife's eagerness to eat shit disgusted me. I didn't understand why eating shit brought her so much pleasure
, but I forgot that I felt the same way when I wanted to eat my wife's shit, even more despicable than she did.

Liu Peng smiled, but the corner of his left eye turned bloodshot. This version of Liu Peng was terrifying and cold-blooded
. He looked around, then walked to the dining table. My wife and I, like two dogs, followed him
to the table. I thought it would be like in that video, where Liu Peng defecates on a plate for my wife to eat.
But I was wrong. Liu Peng jumped onto the table and squatted down, as if he were using a village outhouse. My wife
immediately understood Liu Peng's intention and knelt down, pressing her mouth against Liu Peng's dark, hairy anus.

Just as I was wondering what I should do, Liu Peng gave me an order: "Tian Zhiming, lie
on the bitch's ass. The bitch poops on your dog husband's face. If a piece falls off, I'll tear your asshole apart." "Yes,
Master,"

Zhang Jiayi nodded excitedly, then squatted down. After I lay under her buttocks, she immediately released her anus
. The first thing to come out was Liu Peng's semen. Seeing the semen hanging on my wife's anus, I was extremely excited.
I opened my mouth wide, about to swallow, but my submissive instincts told me that this belonged to my wife, and I had no
right to control it. So I opened my mouth wide and let the semen flow into my mouth. Liu Peng's semen was really plentiful and abundant
, all thick white semen. After catching the semen, my mouth was completely stuffed. When the last drop of semen
fell into my mouth and mixed with the semen in my mouth, I immediately closed my mouth.

Then, I clearly saw my wife's dark brown feces burst from her anus. It was thick; I estimated its
diameter to be nearly two centimeters. As that piece of feces hit my mouth, I heard a fart above me. I knew
it wasn't my wife's fart; the force was like it was going to explode her anus. My heart skipped a beat with the sound
. How ridiculous!

Then, I smelled an odor even worse than my wife's, indescribable. It filled the entire room with a stench;
I felt like I'd walked into a pigsty. I even felt like vomiting.

Liu Peng's feces were clean, yellow, and not runny. They were still steaming as they hung from his anus. Zhang Jiayi had her mouth wide open, her
mouth pressed against the bottom of the feces, afraid it might suddenly break and fall to the ground.

Because Liu Peng had rules, without his permission, Zhang Jiayi was not allowed to touch his anus while catching the feces,
not even accidentally. So Zhang Jiayi could only wait for the feces to break, or for Liu Peng to snap it off.

The poop was about 20 centimeters long and 4 centimeters thick; my wife had to put her hand on her chin to keep it from falling
.

Finally, the poop broke under its own weight, and Zhang Jiayi tried to catch it, but her small mouth
couldn't hold it all, and it got all over her face.

Liu Peng didn't care about any of that; he kept moving his anus, farting and pooping at the same time, as if it were nothing,
as if his wife, his toilet, didn't exist.

I was almost suffocating, partly because my wife's dark brown poop was pressing against my nose, and partly
because of Liu Peng's suffocating stench.

It was absolutely stinky! The smell spread so far that I almost thought my house was a pigsty, even worse than a pigsty.

I never imagined that this person's excrement could smell so bad, but my wife treated it like a delicacy,
her throat constantly moving as she swallowed large mouthfuls, while her anus was defecating.

Zhang Jiayi was like a fly, eating and defecating at the same time, and she ate with relish, looking refreshed. Her
facial expression told everyone that she was eating a delicacy, not excrement!

After Liu Peng finished defecating, Zhang Jiayi still had a lump of excrement on her hand. Liu Peng didn't wipe it off and stood up with the remnants of excrement on his anus
. His wife also put

the excrement in her hand to her mouth. After eating the excrement in her hand, his wife immediately lay down on
my face and started smearing the still steaming excrement she had just excreted onto my face.

Liu Peng was very satisfied with his wife's expression. He pulled out his belt and lashed his wife's buttocks. His wife's buttocks
trembled, but her tongue slowly rolled up the excrement and put it into her mouth.

This was their unspoken agreement. I thought they might play like this often, and I guessed right. It was Liu Peng
's rule: every time Liu Peng defecated, his wife had to swallow large mouthfuls. She had to finish eating it all after he finished, or
she would be punished. While eating the feces, his wife had to expel her own feces as well. If
she hadn't finished eating Liu Peng's feces by the time he finished, she had to lick her own feces, starting with small, dog-like licking
. During this process, Liu Peng would spank her.

His wife lay on the ground with her buttocks raised high, licking the feces on my face while enduring Liu Peng's powerful spanking.
She dared not make a sound because Liu Peng wouldn't allow any unhappy sounds while eating feces; that would make him
very angry. So she could only quickly lick the feces off my face.

I opened my eyes and looked into my wife's eyes. She was looking at me too. I saw satisfaction
and submission in her eyes. I was genuinely happy because I loved my wife, even though she loved her master!

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