Punishment_Little U

The two female dogs, particularly excited, returned home. According to their rules, they had to
kneel naked at the door, collars on, waiting for their master. Once inside, they obediently knelt, and upon entering,
they had to remove their master's shoes. Sometimes, they even had to help their mistress urinate,
sucking .

For some reason, they made a bet with the female slaves: if the master lost, he would become their
slave for a day. This might not be a good decision, but the female dogs deserved a break sometimes.

The bet was: "I'll be naked, with three wireless vibrating eggs inserted into my clitoris, vagina, and anus. The slaves
will control them; if any egg falls out, I'll become their sex dog for 24 hours."

I was absolutely certain I'd win that day. Yes, I was indeed very confident I'd win, but I didn't
expect that the lubricant left from the pleasure a few hours earlier would become the culprit of my defeat

. Let's jump directly to the situation after the defeat.

After handing in my apology at the company, two slaves, who thought they were my colleagues, followed behind, chuckling to themselves.

The elevator went directly to the underground parking lot. As we approached, they put a collar around my neck, removed
my skirt , and clamped my nipples with a vibrating nipple clamp, leaving me only in stockings and my shirt.

Stepping out of the elevator, I was mortified and afraid of being seen. The slaves pulled on the ropes, urging me to move forward. Just then, the master got out of his car at
the time and walked around another row of cars. The slave commanded: "You can greet the master in any way you like."

What to do? My lower body was exposed.

The master, always in a hurry, simply said "Hello" and headed for the elevator.

I, naked except for my stockings, greeted him across the row of cars.

Once in the car, the slave picked up scissors. Looking at my shirt—perhaps knowing it was expensive—she demanded I change into a high school
uniform, a size too small, almost bursting my breasts.

She took the scissors and cut it off below my chest.

It just barely covered my breasts.

Holding the parking ticket, I was terrified of being seen. After swiping the card, I sped
off.

After leaving the company, the slave demanded McDonald's, but their intentions weren't so low.
Little U, naked from the waist down, was left to be played with by the slaves for two or four hours. We

drove to a drive-thru to order. The clerk asked what I wanted. The slave skillfully took a vibrator
and inserted it into Little U's vagina. This made

me stammer and order randomly.

When picking up the food, I parked the car directly in the back seat, avoiding the chance of being seen by the staff.

Doing so would only make things worse.

Back at the slave's house, I chained my dog to the clothes rack. The neighbors would definitely see it. I called out to her
18-year-old brother; in fact, he even called out to his 19-year-old sister.

She introduced him as her master, but today it was an exception—a dog.

Judging from his sister's envious expression, she must be a good female slave.

After getting the food, I was led to the car for a drive, or so the slave said.

After getting in the car and leaving his house, the slaves actually lit candles in the car. The slave turned my penis upside down, used
a duckbill clamp to open my anus, and slowly inserted 750cc of cold, freshly bought milk into my anus. A large anal
plug stretched it open and pressed against my chrysanthemum.

"The pain from stretching it open made me scream in the car." The slave's feet stomped on my face as if they were enemies, and
dripped a ring of hot wax from the candle into the opening. The plug and my vagina were tightly sealed together, the cold milk rolling in my stomach, the heat of the hot oil
contrasting against each other.

The slave slapped my face, "You slut, you love to scream so much, you might as well stick your mouth shut too." He lit another
candle and poured it on his lips, "Open your mouth and eat the candle." I was still upside down, actually afraid that the wax would drip into my nose
.

Looking at my nipple clamps that had run out of power, I replaced the batteries and then tightly clamped them on my clitoris
, like a vibrator being pulled out of the vagina. I replaced the batteries and inserted them into the torture device. I dripped hot wax all over my vulva and urethra. Today,
you won't be able to pee or poop.

I put on pantyhose and black high boots and made Little U stand with her head sticking out of the sunroof.

The car was moving, her head sticking out of the sunroof, her hands tied to the window handles.

Inside the car, Nunu turned on all the vibrators on Little U's body—the power was on full blast, and I could feel Little U's anus wanting to
burst open.

Looking at her anus, which seemed to be breathing, Nunu picked up a hot glue strip and whipped it vertically from her vulva. It hurt so much that
she wanted to but if she did, the milk inside her anus would spray out, and she would receive even more punishment

. Her buttocks and vulva—endless, chaotic whipping… There were still 18 hours left.

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