slave maid

"Ah..." I sat bolt upright in bed, looking at the strange yet somewhat familiar surroundings. "Wasn't I dead? Could it be that I've transmigrated?"
My name is Wang Xingsheng. Before the age of 16, my life was smooth sailing. My parents' business was booming, and my family was harmonious. But when I was 16, tragedy struck. My parents died in a traffic accident. Then, a bunch of greedy relatives appeared at my house, taking advantage of my underage
status to plunder and extort money. Two years later, when I was ready to officially inherit the estate, the company was insolvent, and even my house was seized by the bank. My life plummeted from its peak to its lowest point, from a rich kid to a penniless orphan. Like most of my peers, I drifted alone in society. Lacking any social connections, I struggled at the bottom. I hadn't had a girlfriend until I was thirty-five, and my virginity was lost in the pink glow of adulthood.
Besides working hard to make ends meet, my only hobby was reading erotic novels online to release my excess energy. And since... After reading some hypnosis-themed novels on a forum called "Hypnotic Fetishism," I became hopelessly fascinated by the subject. I spent countless hours researching various techniques, drugs, and methods for hypnosis, fantasizing that one day I could actually practice hypnosis like in the novels and have my own slave doll. But fantasies are just fantasies.
This continued until three months ago. During a medical checkup, I was diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer. Instead of seeking treatment, I spent all my savings traveling extensively. Then, I went to the rooftop of my apartment and jumped, bidding a simple farewell to this world I held no attachment to.
Then, I woke up in my own bed. Yes, my own bed, my own room—not the cramped rented space, but the home I lived in until I was 16. My own home. And the time was three days after my parents' death.
I don't know if the past 20 years were real or just a dream, but I'm certain of one thing: this time, my life will be completely different.
Using my memories from before my rebirth, I immediately found the most reputable law firm in the city and made them my lawyers. Then I found a relative who was currently heavily in debt, and in exchange for a large sum of cash from the church, I made her my guardian. She cooperated with the lawyers in signing various legal documents, selling all the shares in my parents' company, and then placing all the assets into a trust fund, with me as the sole beneficiary.
Now I have money and freedom, and most importantly, I'm still a minor. Even if I do something illegal or criminal, there won't be serious consequences. Could there be a better time to realize my dream?
I used the excuse of my parents' death... Too heartbroken to live in my current home, lest I be reminded of the past, I took a year off from school, left the city, and went to the capital of a neighboring province. I bought a large house in a wealthy villa area in the suburbs; within a kilometer, no one else lived there. After having the renovation workers complete the necessary renovations, I personally installed countless hidden cameras throughout the house, and also purchased a large quantity of various electronic devices and other necessary equipment.
Now everything is ready, except for the final touch. It's time to go out and find my prey.
Chapter 1
Before my rebirth, I had imagined countless times what conditions this business would require:
First, she must be female (duh, I'm not gay).
Second, she must be single, with as few social connections as possible, to prevent interference with my actions.
Third, she must have a legitimate reason to be with me. Living together makes it easier for me to conduct various experiments.
Fourth, she must be... Her education level can't be very high, but she must be literate.
Fifth, she must be very naive, the less social experience the better.
Finally, this prey must be timid, preferably having grown up in a very insecure environment.
Based on these conditions, what comes to mind? That's right, those young girls who grew up in impoverished areas and are now working as nannies in the city for the first time.
After everything at home was ready, I wandered between the various nanny agencies in the city. I told the agencies that I wanted to find a nanny of similar age to me so we could communicate more. Also, because I live alone, for safety reasons, I didn't want her to be a local. She shouldn't have too many social connections, and ideally, it should be her first job in the city. These are all common sense, and the agencies didn't suspect anything.
Whenever I found a nanny at an agency... Once I found a suitable candidate, I would bring her home and have a detailed discussion. If I found her personality wasn't a good fit, I would have her work for a few days, then find an excuse to pay her a month's salary and send her away.
Two whole months passed, and the agency introduced me to six or seven nannies, but after talking to them, I realized none of them were what I truly wanted. I had no choice but to turn my attention to neighboring cities.
Finally, my efforts paid off. That day, I received a call from an agency in a neighboring city. After hearing her description, I immediately drove 150 kilometers to the next city. There I met the girl. While not a beauty, she was quite pretty. It was early summer, and through her neckline, I could see her collarbone and forearms, clearly indicating long-term malnutrition. Even so, she was at least an A-cup. If I could take her home… With proper care and rest, her potential is enormous. The agent then gave a brief introduction to the girl's situation, which made me even more overjoyed.
The girl's name is Liu Chunhua. She's 15 years old. She comes from one of the poorest places in the country. She's the third child in her family, with two older sisters who are 13 or 14 years older than her, and a younger brother who is three years younger. She only completed fourth grade before dropping out of school. When she turned 15, her parents, to support her brother's education, sent her to work with someone from their village. This was the first time Chunhua had ever left her small mountain village, more than 10 kilometers away. She had been in the city for less than a week. The villager found a job as soon as he arrived and then moved on to another place, leaving Chunhua directly in the domestic helper market. Chunhua was new to the city and didn't know how to do anything; normal families wouldn't hire someone like her as a domestic helper. But for me, you were the perfect choice. During the conversation... During the process, I noticed that she was barely wearing a shirt from head to toe, and she kept her head down, staring at the tips of her shoes, never looking at me directly. This made me even happier, because it showed that she lacked confidence and was introverted.
After leaving the agency, I first went to a cake shop to buy some cakes and a cup of milk tea for the village, telling her to eat something in the car. Judging from how she wolfed down her food, she probably hadn't eaten properly for the past few days, and Chunhua had probably never eaten anything so delicious before. After she finished eating, I drove, chatting with her casually. That's when I learned that she had already spent all the money she carried, and for the past two days, she had been surviving on the few steamed buns given to her by kind people at the nearby pastry shops. If she hadn't run into me, she might have been begging in a couple of days. But whether running into me or becoming a beggar was worse was hard to say.
The 150-kilometer drive took two or three hours. With soothing music playing in the car, I slowly inquired about Chunhua's family situation. Their village was incredibly poor; the legendary family that only owned one pair of pants lived in the next village. Chunhua's family wasn't much better off. Because she was a girl, Chunhua was never favored at home. All the good things were given to her younger brother, never her. By the time she could remember, her two older sisters were already married, so she did most of the housework. But at home, she was the punching bag; her parents would take their frustrations out on her. This led to her developing a personality where she did whatever adults told her to do and tried to remain silent most of the time.
You might be wondering why a girl like Chunhua, with her personality, would reveal so much about her family to a complete stranger she'd only known for less than an hour.
The answer is simple: brainwashing had begun. The music playing in the car was specially designed; besides the soothing background music designed to relax, the CDs also contained extremely low-frequency audio messages. These messages were difficult to hear clearly even with focused attention, but they influenced the subconscious, causing certain behavioral deviations. These voices repeatedly conveyed several messages:
"You must completely trust this person beside you";
"This person beside you is your closest family member";
"You must answer any of her questions truthfully";
"You must obey any of her requests."
Such simple methods alone couldn't possibly induce many insincere actions, much less transform someone into a slave like in some novels. However, the questions I asked were all ordinary, everyday details, nothing special. Plus, I had just bought her food, which had given her a slight sense of goodwill. In this situation, subconscious suggestion played a crucial role.
After arriving home, I asked Chunhua to sit on the sofa and poured her a glass of water. Then I told her, "I'm going upstairs to shower and change. Wait for me a moment, we'll talk properly when I come down."
Nearly an hour passed before I leisurely descended the stairs. To the accompaniment of soothing background music, I saw Chunhua leaning back on the sofa, staring blankly ahead. Her water bottle was empty, and a faint fragrance lingered in the air.
I sat opposite her and placed a stack of printed papers on the coffee table.
"Chunhua."
"Hmm."
"You've come to my house to work in domestic service, that is, as a nanny, right?"
"Yes."
"Before I found a nanny, I specifically consulted the relevant government departments about the details of the nanny industry. So there are some things I need to explain to you first, please listen carefully, okay?"
"Okay."
"In our country, women working in the domestic service industry, or nannies, are officially called maids or servants. Our country has very strict regulations and management for this industry. Why? Because, as you know, in our country, those who have the opportunity to receive maid services are the elite of society, and they play a very important role in various aspects of the country. When they return home, the quality of the maid's service will seriously affect their quality of life and mental state, thus affecting their performance at work. Therefore, the quality of the maid industry has a significant impact on the country's economic development." This plays a vital role in national security and even the rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. Therefore, the Ministry of Labor and the Ministry of Health have formulated a very detailed set of management regulations and training methods to ensure that the maid industry in our country can always provide the best service, so that our country's elite personnel can maintain 100% or even 120% work efficiency. Do you understand?
"Yes."
"Then I'm going to ask you a few questions."
"Okay."
"First, do you have a maid hygiene inspection and quarantine certificate?"
"No."
"Then do you have a maid employment qualification certificate?"
"No."
"Oh, that's a bit troublesome. You must first undergo a complete hygiene disinfection and inspection and quarantine process, and then receive three stages of maid work skills training. "
"Are you willing?"
"Yes, I am."
Seeing this, everyone will find it strange that this set of obviously nonsensical words would be accepted by the little girl in front of her without any doubt. Well, that's a long story.
In my past life, I had countless times imagined how to hypnotize and brainwash a girl. Now that I finally have the chance to realize this dream, I'll naturally do everything I can to the extreme. During the nearly three-hour car ride, aside from the music constantly subconsciously influencing Chunhua, I didn't turn on the air conditioning at all. The car was kept stuffy so that Chunhua would immediately drink the spiked water as soon as she entered. The drug in this water had only one effect: significantly inhibiting the ability of red blood cells to transport oxygen. We know that the normal oxygen content in the atmosphere is about 20.9%. If a person enters an environment with low oxygen levels, the first thing affected is their logical thinking ability. When the oxygen content drops to 16% or lower, an adult might not even be able to correctly perform single-digit addition and subtraction. The actual effect of this drug is equivalent to keeping a person constantly in an environment with an oxygen content of 16-18%. In this state, the effect of psychological suggestion is greatly enhanced, and such obviously illogical statements will be completely accepted. Meanwhile, the music playing in the living room, like in the car, also has a subconscious suggestive effect. The only difference is that the suggested message has been expanded to include – “Laws and regulations must be strictly followed, no matter how unreasonable this may seem. Because national laws and regulations are stipulated by the government, the people must never doubt the government.” – The fragrance in the air contains a hallucinogenic component, which also helps enhance the effect of psychological suggestion.
Back to the main point. I moved to sit next to Chunhua. Then I picked up a document from the table and placed it in front of Chunhua.
“Let’s first look at the hygiene, disinfection, inspection, and quarantine procedures. This is the standard inspection, quarantine, and disinfection process for maids uniformly issued by the Ministry of Health. There’s also a standard video recording. Let’s watch it together, and then follow the steps in this table.”
“Okay.”
I turned on the TV and played a video file.
The video begins with a large national emblem and the five-starred red flag, followed by the words "Ministry of Health of the People's Republic of China" in red lettering on a black background. The next images flash across Tiananmen Square, a military parade, and speeches by national leaders in the Great Hall of the People, creating a solemn and ceremonial atmosphere. A deep, serious male voice narrates:
"This video was jointly produced by the Ministry of Health and the Ministry of Labor of the People's Republic of China. The hygiene, disinfection, inspection, and quarantine procedures contained in this video must be strictly followed. Any failure to follow or mishandling of these procedures will be severely punished by law."
The scene then shifts to a dirty, dilapidated rural family home.
"Most of the maids working in China come from economically underdeveloped and rural areas. Hygiene habits and standards in these areas are very poor. Therefore, these maids often carry a large number of germs and infectious agents. Meanwhile, the families receiving these maids' services mostly live in economically developed areas with higher hygiene standards, so their resistance to these infectious agents and germs is weak. If these maids enter these families without proper cleaning and disinfection procedures, it often leads to very serious consequences." Accompanied
by a voiceover, the screen continuously plays photos of various patients suffering from serious infectious diseases; the images are horrifying and disgusting.
"For maids who fail to strictly implement hygiene and disinfection procedures, resulting in the infection of the family, the law will severely punish them, with a maximum penalty of death."
The impact of this scene and its narration is considerable. Even though Chunhua is not fully conscious, I can still tell from her body language and expressions that she is afraid; she is experiencing considerable fear.
Then, the words "body hygiene cleaning and disinfection procedure" appear on the screen. Immediately following, a young woman dressed in a style reminiscent of rural China appears. She arrives at a villa and knocks on the door. A middle-aged man opens it. After exchanging pleasantries, they enter the house. The man hands the woman a form-like document. She glances at it, smiles, and returns it to him. The two then enter the bathroom. The woman openly removes all her clothing in front of the man, throwing it into a trash bag. She then stands in the bathtub, arms outstretched. The man, holding a showerhead in one hand and a sponge in the other, begins to clean her body. The man would occasionally glance at the documents beside him, then instruct the woman to assume various positions, such as bending over with her buttocks raised high and legs spread, to facilitate cleaning her private parts.
After cleaning, the woman stepped out of the bathtub and, as instructed, knelt on the floor in a doggy-style position with her buttocks raised high. The man then grabbed a hose and began giving the woman an enema. When the woman's belly was about three or four months pregnant, the man instructed her to urinate in the toilet. This was done three times. The third time, in particular, the woman urinated into a plastic basin. The man then spent a considerable amount of time studying the excrement in the basin, making numerous notes on a form.
At this point, the narration resumed.
"The human gut contains dozens of types of bacteria. Due to differences in lifestyle and geographical location, the bacteria in each person's body are different. Bacteria that are harmless to one person may be fatal to another. And living in the same dwelling, excrement is one of the easiest ways to cause cross-infection, so every maid must undergo a strict enema as part of the hygiene and cleaning process."
I didn't pay much attention to the content of the video; I had paid someone to make it anyway. My focus was always on Chunhua. As time passed, the effects of the medicine were getting weaker. This meant that Chunhua was slowly beginning to regain her normal thinking ability. Now, we need to see the effect of the suggestion and how much authority the government holds in Chunhua's mind.
Generally speaking, the less knowledgeable or economically backward a small, closed-off place someone comes from, the stronger the government's authority will be in their mind. Conversely, for those from economically developed areas or those with higher education, the government's authority has long been dismantled. So, in the video, I inserted a lot of scenes and images with a strong sense of ritual, elevating this matter from the very beginning to the level of the national economy and the fate of the nation, repeatedly emphasizing that this was a government action at the national level, all to intimidate Chunhua. We often see this in daily life; it's clearly an absurd scam, but as long as it's prefixed with "national government," many people will actually believe it. So
far, my strategy has succeeded. Although Chunhua clearly felt uncomfortable when the footage showed the man and woman making physical contact, performing enemas, and even defecating, and tried several times to turn her head away, her face instantly turning red, I still didn't see any doubt on her face.
"Can the government be wrong?"
As long as this seed can take root in her heart, then my plan is more than half successful.
The video continues. After leaving the bathroom, the woman put on a sleeveless white coat and went into a bedroom, lying on the bed. The man then followed her in carrying a tray of bottles and jars.
"Human hair often harbors various parasites, especially pubic and armpit hair. For the homeowner, this poses another significant safety and hygiene hazard. Therefore, a thorough and rigorous shaving process must be conducted before the maid officially moves into the homeowner's house."
The screen then displayed dozens of photos of parasites magnified hundreds of times under an electron microscope, resembling various terrifying monsters. This was followed by a standard Brazilian wax video.
From the rapidly changing expressions on Chunhua's face, it was clear that both the parasites and the Brazilian waxing were like a completely new world to her.
After the shaving, the man and woman on the television began a new round of physical examinations. The woman stripped naked again, allowing the man to examine every part of her body from head to toe. After each examination, the man would make notes on a nearby document.
"Most health problems can be detected and detected early through examination of the body's surface characteristics, making regular checkups essential. After each maid's hygiene and disinfection inspection, a must be completed. Both the maid and the master must sign the form, and the document will be submitted to the Ministry of Health and the Domestic Service Bureau of the People's Republic of China. After review by a specialist, a maid's hygiene condition inspection and quarantine certificate will be issued. A re-inspection must be conducted every three months. If the hygiene condition deteriorates twice consecutively, the certificate will be revoked, and an investigation will be conducted. If any violation of hygiene regulations is found, legal action will be taken."
After the video finished playing, Chunhua sat on the sofa with her head down, not daring to look at me, and remained silent. The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat awkward.
This couldn't go on, so I forced myself to speak.
“Well, Chunhua, I’m so sorry, if my mother were still here, she could have done this checkup for you. Then there wouldn’t be any problem. But they just passed away a few months ago, and now I’m all alone at home, it’s really…”
Hearing me put it all out, Chunhua, being a kind girl at heart, interrupted me,
“Sir…”
“No need to call me sir, I’m not much older than you. My surname is Wang, you can call me Brother Wang or Big Brother Wang. I won’t treat you like an outsider and insist on calling you by your name; I’ll just call you Xiaochun from now on.”
“I… Big Brother Wang, it’s alright, you can do it for me. Since this is a regulation set by the Party and the government, we have to follow it; we can’t refuse. I… I’m fine. When we were in school, the doctors at the health station would come and do our physical exams, and we had to take our clothes off too…”
Although she said these things, Xiaochun’s face was already as red as a ripe apple, her head buried in her arms, completely avoiding looking at me.
"The bathroom is on the second floor. I'll go up and get my things ready first. Come on up when you're
done." Just as I finished preparing everything, I heard the door open behind me.
The thought of a beautiful 15-year-old girl appearing naked before me, completely at my mercy, made me incredibly nervous.
I repeatedly told myself to calm down. It had been proven that the brainwashing method was effective, and I had found the perfect target. Now, all I had to do was spend some time slowly turning her into my slave, my plaything. It would be a huge loss to scare her away now for a moment's pleasure. I had to control my lust; there was plenty of time later.
"Xiaochun, take off your clothes and get into the bathtub. Call me when you're done,"
I said, facing the wall. Then I heard the rustling sound of clothes being undressed behind me, followed by a few minutes later, a barely audible "Done."
I turned around and saw Xiaochun standing in the bathtub with her arms crossed and her head down. Unlike most girls from rural areas, Xiaochun was very fair-skinned, and in stark contrast to her skin was her pubic hair, which, although sparse, was very dark.
“This,” I whispered to Xiaochun. “Close your eyes and turn around. I’ll wash your hair first, and then I’ll show you what to do. Just do as I say, without opening your eyes.”
“Okay…”
I washed her hair as gently as possible, then gently washed her back and arms with a sponge.
“You can turn around now.”
Although I had already visually assessed Xiaochun’s breasts before, seeing them in person still gave me a small surprise. Her two small nipples were a pure pink. Despite being very thin, judging from my extensive experience watching porn, her breasts were already a B cup. If she were properly cared for for a while, what would she be like! I’ve really struck gold this time.
After washing each part of her body, I had her get out of the bathtub and kneel on the floor. During the bath, apart from washing her hair, my hands hadn’t touched any part of her skin. Now the real challenge was about to begin.
I knelt down beside Xiaochun, supporting her lower abdomen with one hand and applying a little shower gel to her anus with the other, gently massaging it with my index finger. I could clearly feel her muscles tense the moment my fingers touched her body.
"Relax, relax, it's okay, it won't hurt. Just think of it as being in the hospital, with the doctor examining you. Relax,"
I reassured Xiaochun, patiently circling my finger gently around her anus, not penetrating deeply. As time passed, Xiaochun's body gradually relaxed. Sensing this, I began to apply slight pressure with my index finger. Each time, I would insert my finger a little, then immediately withdraw, circling it around a few times before repeating. This continued, each time slightly deeper than the previous. Although I couldn't see Xiaochun's expression, I could tell from her body's reaction that she wasn't feeling much pain; on the contrary, she seemed to be slightly enjoying the sensation. This is perfectly normal; this action, similar to anal excretion, naturally brings a certain pleasure to the body.
Once both knuckles were fully inserted into her anus, I stopped pushing deeper and didn't pull out, instead circling around in place. After a while, making sure Xiaochun's intestines were fully accustomed to this state, I said, "Let's begin!" Without waiting for Xiaochun's response, I pulled out my fingers, replaced them with the nozzle, and gently opened the valve. My left hand, supporting her lower abdomen, immediately felt something gurgling as it flowed into Xiaochun's body.
Xiaochun let out a muffled groan! Clearly, this feeling was far less comfortable than before.
I didn't give Xiaochun too much water. After all, it was my first time doing this, and it would be troublesome if I didn't control myself properly and hurt her. As soon as Xiaochun's lower abdomen started to swell slightly, I pulled out the nozzle and helped her onto the toilet.
After doing all this, I immediately turned and left the bathroom, leaving only the words, "Call me when you're done." I
did this three times. The last time, when I returned to the bathroom, I saw that the excrement in the plastic basin was mostly clear water.
Xiaochun, who had been given enemas three times, stood naked in front of me, looking completely exhausted. I grabbed a large towel, wrapped it around her, and told her to rest before coming downstairs while I went to prepare the things I'd needed later.
I didn't wait long before Xiaochun came downstairs wrapped in the towel. Her face was expressionless, and she seemed somewhat numb. Thinking about it, it made sense. A 15-year-old girl who had never experienced anything like this, inexplicably stripped naked in front of a man she'd only known for a few hours, had him bathe and give her enemas, and was even going to shave her pubic hair. Her mind was a complete mess; she couldn't think straight about what had happened.
Of course, I wasn't going to give her a chance to process what had happened. I turned on the TV and played the same video again. The solemn or terrifying images, the deep, stern voice in the background, and the indistinct yet undeniably present subconscious suggestions—all of these successfully disrupted Xiaochun's thinking once more.
"Sorry, I've never done this before, so I can only follow the instructions step by step. Let's watch the video that's mandated by the government together. Shall we follow the steps mandated by the government?"
The power of government regulations is indeed not to be underestimated. Xiaochun's voice seemed to have regained some energy: "Okay."
I had Xiaochun sit on the single sofa, first raising her hands, shaving the hair on both armpits, removing the roots with wax, and finally applying a little bit of hair removal cream.
After that, I ordered Xiaochun to spread her hands apart, grab her thighs, and spread them apart, forming an M-shape, completely displaying her tender vulva to me. Xiaochun's vulva is a standard narrow opening, with two white and plump labia majora tightly pressed together. Except for a small tuft of black pubic hair on the top, there is almost no pubic hair, at most only a few light-colored downy hairs, so she can be considered a near-white tiger. Through the narrow slit between the labia majora, you can see that the labia minora are completely pink. What an amazing, tender pussy!
Hold on, hold on, there'll be plenty of time to play with it later. I can't make a move now. My mind went through a fierce internal struggle. I resisted the temptation of this exquisite virgin's vagina. I meticulously followed the steps in the video to shave, without deviating from the proper procedure.
While removing the wax, the pain in her sensitive areas caused Xiaochun to let out soft moans. At the same time, I saw a little bit of fluid seeping from Xiaochun's tight opening. It turns out pain can lead to arousal—it's perfect! I need to be careful from now on; I absolutely can't let this opportunity slip away.
After shaving, I handed Xiaochun a stack of papers.
"Now there's only one last thing to do. This is the Ministry of Health's standard physical examination record form. You take it, you read one item, I'll check one item, and then I'll tell you the result; you fill it in yourself."
The reason I did this was because I wanted Xiaochun to participate. If I were checking the form, Xiaochun would feel like a victim and I the perpetrator. But now, by having Xiaochun read the form while I check and fill it out, we become collaborators, and he won't feel as much resistance or aversion to the following actions.
"Hair color, hair length." "Black, medium length."
"Skin color." "Yellowish-black."
At first, these were relatively normal items. But gradually, strange things began to appear.
"Check the mouth…for any bad breath. Check…the taste of saliva. (Please use your nose and tongue to kiss it; your body will feel it.)"
Xiaochun's face turned bright red after reading these two sentences. He hesitated for a moment, then finally opened his mouth wide. I leaned over and smelled his mouth; there was no bad breath. I then licked his teeth, thus checking the saliva taste.
"No bad breath, no special taste in saliva. Okay, next item."
What followed was another series of routine items, but soon, the embarrassing (exciting) moment arrived again.
"Check the breasts for lumps, check the areola color, and measure the diameter of the nipple when erect. (If the nipple is not erect, the examiner should repeatedly rub the nipple until it becomes erect before measuring.)"
Xiaochun's voice trailed off to almost a whisper by the end.
I tried to appear professional, first pinching my breasts, then pretending to look them over. Thankfully, after all that back and forth today, my nipples were already showing, and I just measured them with calipers and that was it.
The grand finale, of course, was the vulva.
"Check the labia majora for any abnormalities, both inside and out."
In my previous life, I wasted 35 years without ever having the chance to touch a girl's private parts so closely. This life, I can finally make up for that regret.
My slightly trembling hands touched Xiaochun's two thick labia. I gently parted them, letting my thumbs run over them inside and out.
"No abnormalities."
"Check the color and any abnormalities of the labia minora."
Parting the already sticky labia minora, I could clearly see the tender pink flesh inside the vagina. I estimated my heart rate was at least 140 at this moment. Calm down, I must calm down, I gritted my teeth.
"Pink, no abnormalities."
"Check the clitoris for any abnormalities, and measure the diameter of the clitoris when erect. (If the clitoris is not erect, please massage it repeatedly until it is erect before measuring.)"
Xiaochun's voice was already trembling with tears when she finished speaking.
I tried my best to separate the foreskin to the left and right, and found the pink clitoris. Recalling Kato Taka's teachings, I placed my thumb on the tip and began circling the clitoris. The clitoris truly lives up to its reputation as the most sensitive part of the body; the effect was immediate. Xiaochun immediately let out a series of moans. Although her voice still carried a strong sob, something else was already mixed in.
I felt the time was right, so I took a quick measurement.
"Pink, no abnormalities, 0.8 cm."
"It's all over."
Hearing this, Xiaochun felt like she'd been granted a pardon, and her whole body collapsed.
"According to the rules, all the clothes you wore today have to be thrown away. Um, I prepared some clothes, but the size might not be right. Wear these for now and buy new ones later."
The clothes I prepared for her were very ordinary: a pair of cotton underwear, a pair of sweatpants, and a white t-shirt.
After changing into these clothes, looking at Xiaochun's expression, I felt that she had finally truly breathed a sigh of relief.
I had Xiaochun sign the medical examination form and then told her, "I'll send this form to the government later. Your medical certificate and the training materials should be sent back in a couple of days. You look very tired, so take a good rest these next few days. We'll start discussing the training after we get the materials."
The reason I prepared such a dramatic show on the first day was for two main reasons. First, to test the target's characteristics and tolerance, so as not to waste too much time and energy on the wrong person, which might end badly. Second, to lower her bottom line. Since we've already done so much today, she won't resist much if something strange happens later. This is expectation management. Since Xiaochun has passed my test perfectly, she should relax a bit now; a balance is key. I also need a few days to observe her carefully and think about the next steps and preparations.
Afterwards, I pretended to go out to mail some documents and wandered around for a while. I then brought back four dishes and a soup, including chicken, duck, fish, and meat. For Xiaochun, this was probably the best meal she had ever eaten in her life. During the meal, I kept putting food on her plate, and from the look in her eyes, I could tell that most of the aversion and wariness she felt from the afternoon's medical checkup had disappeared during this meal.
Sigh, no wonder people say that girls should be raised in comfort.

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