Sex slave training, experiencing a spy drama firsthand.

Chapter 1 Introduction

This all started two months ago. One night, I was playing basketball at a bar. It was around the Lunar New Year, so it was very crowded.
I went alone and sat at the bar. Because my basketball skills were already somewhat well-known at the bar, people kept
asking me to play against them, so I was always busy.

Around 8 PM, when it was still early, a single, beautiful woman came in. She was about 165cm tall, with
long, incredibly smooth black hair like a model in an advertisement. Her skin was very fair, and she had big eyes wearing colored contact lenses, which
made her look even prettier. She had a high nose bridge, and her pouty cherry lips looked very sexy. She was wearing a white down jacket,
black stockings, and knee-high boots. I estimated her heels to be about 7cm high, making her about
172cm tall, only slightly shorter than me.

Overall, she was a very attractive woman, especially with a striking figure.

In that split second, I missed a shot. What should have been a spectacular clearance was
ruined when I missed the black eight near the pocket. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. The beautiful woman looked over, her
gaze fixed on me. Our eyes met instantly. The audience noticed and started teasing me, joking
that 'd been "stunned by the beauty." I smiled calmly, a little embarrassed,
and nonchalantly tossed my hand, declaring loudly, "Winning and losing are common; everyone loses."

The woman seemed to understand, smiled sheepishly, and walked past me,
sitting alone in a corner of the bar.

I was a little distracted, wanting to strike up a conversation, but I was actually with a 17-year-old school beauty working as a waitress at the bar—
about to lose her virginity. I couldn't afford to ruin it now; the frustration was palpable.

But not wanting to miss out on such a gem, I waved and told the bartender to order a few
bottles of drinks and send them over.

This bar is my regular haunt; I hang out here almost every day. The bartender is practically family
to me; I call her "sister," and she treats me like a younger brother. She'll always
ask if I can help, and I never refuse.

With just a glance, she understood. She delivered two bottles of drinks and whispered
a few words to the woman.

The woman looked up at me, smiled, and raised her bottle to thank me. I raised mine, and we clinked
glasses .

Then I didn't go over again. What if she was waiting for her boyfriend? Going would be pointless; two bottles of drinks
only cost a few dollars, and even if I didn't get her, it wouldn't be a big loss.

About half an hour passed, and she was still alone.

I continued playing basketball, secretly glancing over out of the corner of my eye: for the past half hour, she'd been quietly drinking,
not checking her phone, which meant maybe she wasn't waiting for someone.

If she was waiting for someone, she would have been constantly texting and calling, but she didn't seem impatient.

Whenever there were single female customers at the bar, the older woman would usually ask me to go over and chat with them. Partly to keep the customers
from feeling lonely, and partly because she saw I was single and wanted to help me find a companion.

This time was no exception. The older woman saw that the pretty girl was alone and gestured for me to go over and chat with her. I
gestured towards the 17-year-old school beauty, meaning I was afraid she'd get jealous.

The older woman smiled and told the school beauty to go over and keep her company, just to chat, nothing more.

The older woman was the boss, so the school beauty couldn't say anything. Besides, I was always with the school beauty at that time
, so she was relatively at ease. She came over and said it was okay for me to go over, she wouldn't be jealous.

Just then, a man approached, clearly having observed for a while. Seeing the pretty girl was single,
she seemed surprised and even looked up at me, her eyes full of disappointment.

I understood the meaning of that look; it was obvious she had hoped I would go over, but I hadn't, and she was
disappointed.

I felt a little disappointed; it seemed like the duck I was about to catch was going to be eaten by someone else.

Nothing much happened that night; the beautiful girl left before 10 pm, and the guy sat there alone,
clearly having failed to get the girl. I chuckled to myself: "Little fool, even an idiot could see that the beautiful girl wanted me; you still went and
made a fool of yourself."

The next day, the beautiful girl actually came again. Having learned from my previous experience, I didn't hesitate this time and went straight to her ,
chatting and laughing until she was overjoyed.

For the next few days, she came every day, and I spent every day with her. Unfortunately, she refused to
call . Until the last day, she said she wouldn't be coming the next day because she had to work, but she still wouldn't call me
, only giving me her QQ number and telling me her name was Yang Xin.

A few days later, Yang Xin asked me out and bluntly said he liked me a lot. At that time, I was inseparable from the school beauty, so
I didn't explicitly agree to date Yang Xin. I just said that I liked her too, but I felt that we weren't a good match. Yang Xin
cried, somewhat disappointed. I comforted her and told her to play the long game.

Later, when we were chatting online, I brought up the school beauty, saying that she refused to have sex with me. Yang Xin
got very angry and jealous.

I joked, "If I'm unhappy having sex with the school beauty, what about having sex with you?" Yang Xin didn't explicitly
object, but just said that I had ulterior motives.

This dragged on for half a month. During this time, I kept teasing Yang Xin and telling dirty jokes.
I also slept with the school beauty. Later, I accidentally discovered that the school beauty was bisexual. I couldn't accept it, so we broke up.

After the breakup, I left a message for the beautiful girl. Without saying a word, she directly asked me to meet up.

We met at a pastry shop. We sat for five minutes without saying a word, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

I pulled her and walked out.

We went to a nearby hotel, booked a room by the hour, and went inside. We immediately
embraced and kissed passionately. I caressed Yang Xin's body through her down jacket.

Yang Xin was only 20 years old, her body fully developed, like a ripe fruit—smooth and full. Even
through her clothes, I could clearly feel it. The desire within me was like dry grass meeting a spark, suddenly
igniting heat. I began to tear at her clothes without restraint.

She sat on my lap, and through my pants and her stockings, I could feel the heat
between . Her tongue was extremely aggressive, shoving itself entirely into my mouth, frantically exploring inside
.

At this moment, Yang Xin suddenly stopped, tightened her clothes, and wouldn't let me continue. I was a little stunned
. Yang Xin said she wasn't ready yet; she was going out of town the next day and would be back in two days. She said they would consider
our relationship when she returned.

I was a little angry at the time, and I showed it. Yang Xin kissed me while comforting me.

I didn't know what to say; I couldn't very well rape her.

I'd read too many rape stories; they seemed easy, but they were actually very difficult, especially with a fully clothed
woman . Subduing her wasn't so easy.

That day, nothing came of it, but she finally gave me her phone number. The next day, she went on a trip.
For the next two days, we were like lovers, always having endless topics to talk about. She said she felt terrible after going back that night,
feeling uncomfortable all over. She said if she had known this would happen, she should have given in to me that day, and that she would definitely satisfy me when she returned.

Three days later, she came back. I asked her if we should meet at the pastry shop. She jokingly said, "Let's just go to a hotel."
I immediately got excited; I was definitely going to get her today!

When she took off her clothes, my penis instantly became hard. What a perfect body!
Those who have watched porn know Rimi, also known as Koizumi Aya. That kind of figure is my favorite, and Yang Xin's body is
exactly like Rimi's.

Below her delicate shoulders are sexy collarbones. Her whole body is snow-white. Her breasts are neither too big nor too small, but exceptionally full and
plump, with pink nipples that are slightly upturned. Her legs are straight and pressed tightly together. Her pubic area is smooth
and hairless, clearly a result of alterations. Enough said, words fail me. There are pictures below, please
enjoy them yourself.

I quickly took off my own clothes and hugged her hot body tightly. I touched her down
, and she was unusually wet, with fluid flowing down to her buttocks. Her hairless pubic area was exceptionally tender and soft. I bent down
, wanting to give her oral sex, but she refused, and I didn't insist.

I kissed her breasts passionately, kneading her full mounds forcefully. Stimulated by my movements, she began
to moan loudly, fine beads of sweat appearing on her neck. Her breasts, aroused by desire, grew even fuller.

Her breasts were among the most perfect I had ever seen. In her excitement, her nipples stood erect, no longer pink
, but a tempting cherry red, small yet beautiful against her snow-white skin.

I couldn't control myself any longer. Days of waiting had made me impatient. I didn't spend much time on foreplay
, directly parting her legs and, guided by instinct, thrusting my penis deep into her wet vagina.

She hadn't expected such a sudden intrusion. With a scream, she gripped the pillow tightly,
her eyes , her body arched, and then she fell heavily back down. After a groan, she weakly said, "I never
thought I'd still be fucked by you."

I thrust excitedly, then looked at her with a lewd grin: "Still saying I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing?"

In bed, Yang Xin was absolutely top-notch. I've been with countless women
—more than , mature women, schoolgirls, young women, innocent girls—I've tried them all. But honestly,
even the best prostitutes who cost 2000 a night weren't as crazy and seductive as Yang Xin.

Yang Xin's expression, her body, her movements—they maximally ignited a man's desire to conquer
.

Yang Xin didn't just passively endure my beastly assaults; instead, she twisted her slender waist, coordinating with
my thrusts, screaming wildly, "Harder, deeper, faster, don't stop,
fuck me hard like this!"

She gripped my buttocks tightly, helping me penetrate deeper with each thrust, while simultaneously tightening her vagina. I could clearly
feel waves of heat surging within me, my penis rhythmically gripped by her, and her juices overflowing.

The missionary position lasted for five minutes, and I felt the urge to ejaculate. I had her lie on her side, penetrating her from the side, which allowed for
deeper penetration and less stimulation. In this position, Yang Xin became even more frenzied; her
waist twisted incredibly fast, almost like a motor. I didn't even need to move; I could feel the head of my penis swaying inside her vagina, sometimes
touching her G-spot, sometimes reaching her cervix.

Finally, I ejaculated in the doggy style position, thrusting deep inside her. Yang Xin cried
out , "You hit my cervix! It feels so good!"

With that cry, my semen shot completely deep into her vagina.

After the first time, there was a second, a third… Yang Xin and I became more and more in sync each time.
If she was menstruating, we'd meet in a private room at a coffee shop, she'd give me oral sex, and I'd ejaculate directly into her mouth,
which she'd then swallow.

We tried every position, even the paperclip position from "Lust, Caution," which she
easily mastered with her skillful cooperation.

On our fourth time in a hotel, a small mishap occurred. We'd agreed to meet at 1 PM,
but I waited outside the hotel until 2:50 PM and she didn't show up. I couldn't reach her by phone. Just as I was getting anxious
, a landline number called.

It was Yang Xin. She said she lost her phone on her way home last night and called me from a public phone booth near her house.
I was a little annoyed that she was so late, but she tried everything to appease me, even
turning around and taking my penis in her mouth just as I was about to ejaculate, making me give her oral sex.

She had a bit of a cold that day and texted me on QQ that night saying she had a fever and needed to go to the hospital for an IV drip. I offered to
go with her, but she said no, she'd be back soon. I was really tired that day, so I let her go alone.

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