My classmates (1-9)

Word Count: 26432
Original Title: My Classmate is a Pervert
Chapter 1: The First Morning of University
I am a university student, nineteen years old this year. Because of my excellent grades, I was recommended to a key undergraduate university for further studies. Moreover, I am also very beautiful, 168 cm tall, with measurements of 95-59-83. My F-cup bra is a hot topic wherever I go! But I also have a side that only a very few people know—a masochist.
My first masturbation was after my first period in junior high school. At that time, I was just an innocent little girl, touching my breasts and clitoris, masturbating until I orgasmed. But that was never enough; I wanted more. Once, I even wanted to break my hymen with my fingers, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
This is 4 a.m. on my first day of university. To my surprise, two of my three female classmates are in the same class as me again, and we are even assigned to the same dormitory again. This reminds me once again of those exciting yet humiliating days in high school.
I'm used to sleeping naked, so I skipped taking off my clothes and went straight to the sink. I instinctively touched my clitoris first, feeling that my vagina was a little wet. Then, I skillfully took out the transparent cylindrical glass that had been inserted into my vagina all along. (Here's a spoiler: this glass was a gift from one of the mistresses. Because I was still in the early stages of training, the diameter of the glass wasn't very large, only about 6 cm, and the height was only 12 cm.) After removing the glass, my vagina immediately contracted back. This was also the effect of the mistresses' training. I could even use the strength of my vagina to clamp a metal chopstick with a 150-gram weight added! Getting back to the point, after taking out the cup, I arrived at something that always causes me immense stimulation after doing this. I squeezed my urethral sphincter hard, but instead of urine, what came out was a toothbrush handle about 1.3 cm long. "Ugh~!"
The bristles of the toothbrush were deep inside my bladder, so every time I took it out or put it back in, it was extremely stimulating for me. But it was the mistress's order, and I had to carry it out semi-voluntarily. "Oh~! Ugh~!"
I gently bit my lower lip and pulled out the 9 cm long travel-sized toothbrush. (Regular toothbrushes are generally 18 cm or longer; only travel-sized ones are shorter. The maximum diameter of a woman's urethra plus bladder is no more than 12 cm. This was almost penetrating! Don't tell me about those superhumans! I'll only say all the descriptions in parentheses once, and I won't repeat them below. Please use your imagination to determine the size.) Only two or three drops of urine accidentally leaked out. "Phew~" "!" I took a deep breath, placed the clear glass at the opening of my urethra, and then, with a "Mmm~!" I released the urine I had been holding in all night, a satisfying flow. As usual, I expelled about 260-280 ml of urine; since my glass was 300 ml, I easily knew the number.
I took my toothpaste from the shelf by the sink, squeezed a pea-sized amount onto my toothbrush, and began brushing as usual. After rinsing my mouth with the urine, I didn't wash the glass properly. Instead, I inserted it back into my vagina, mouth up, so the vaginal fluid flowing from my uterus would go directly into the glass without wetting my skirt. My mistress tacitly approved of this. I didn't put the toothbrush back into my urethra; instead, I placed it on the sink shelf along with the toothpaste.
Next came the daily cleaning. Since the mistress's schedule for my daily "training" was irregular, even after showering, I'd quickly become sweaty or dirty. So, I had to clean myself before she got up. And there was another important reason: the early morning was my only opportunity to defecate each day!
If you only looked at my upper body, I was quite attractive, but if you kept looking, you'd see a woman who was about 4-6 months pregnant. I was given an enema? Well, not exactly a proper enema.
Keep reading and you'll see. I pulled out that cone-shaped anal plug, only 3cm in diameter and 5cm high, and placed it on the floor next to the squat toilet. Then I relaxed my body, and my anus opened wider and wider until finally, the flood began! Starting with a "plop!", a series of "splatter! splatter!
plop... plop!" sounds followed one after another, like a machine gun, unstoppable!
My stool contained liquid, brown granular matter, and occasionally long, brownish-yellow feces. There were even one or two pieces of soiled tissue mixed in. Liquid, solid, and semi-fluid—this mixture of three different substances gushed out continuously for three minutes. "Mmm~!" Each time I emptied my body, I felt an indescribable sense of relief! But it would quickly be filled up again…
*splat*! After finishing, I pressed the toilet tank button and turned on the shower, carefully cleaning every corner of my body. At the same time, I picked up a soft-bristled toilet brush and diligently scrubbed the toilet bowl clean.
Then, I did something unexpected: I pulled the hose from the toilet tank and inserted it into my anus. *splat*! "Ugh!" After several enemas and I was clean enough, I knelt on the floor, bent over, and shoved the soft-bristled toilet brush into my anus. Although the brush was soft-bristled, how soft could you expect a toilet brush bristles to be? So, those soft bristles still made my rectum both painful and itchy.
As instructed by the mistress, I brushed for almost 5 minutes at different angles and with different pressures. I was just a little bit away from orgasm when I stopped and pulled the toilet brush out. That feeling of being stuck in the middle was driving me crazy, but I still strictly followed the mistress's orders. Years of training had taught me absolute obedience, and every time the mistress thought of a new way to play or a new training project, she would film the whole process. They had a large number of my "self-torture" works in their hands, and with my masochistic tendencies acting up, everything naturally went in a vicious cycle.
Then, naked, I walked out of the bathroom, took the checkers set from my desk, and sat down next to the toilet. I opened the crystal checkers box, took out five of each color of glass marbles, a total of 30. Without thinking, I picked up one of the marbles, rubbed it against my urethra a couple of times, and then, with a push of my index finger, almost reached the bladder opening. But I didn't stop there; clearly, I was going to put all 30 one-centimeter-sized marbles into my bladder.
It took about five minutes to insert all 30 marbles into my body. Since my bladder was empty, I could clearly hear the "clattering" sound of the marbles colliding inside with each step. If someone listened carefully, they could also hear a faint "whoosh" sound. The sound of [something] was most enjoyable for the mistress, who loved seeing others notice the sound but not understand why; it always made them cover their mouths and giggle secretly. So, a new daily command was added to my routine: I had to consciously stuff a certain number of glass marbles into my bladders, the same number as the most my mistresses had ever stuffed in.
Next came the actual bathing time, which was a normal girl's bath, so I won't describe it.
If you've ever seen a girl finish showering in under 30 minutes, it's probably only during military training. I won't go into how long it took, but by the time I finished washing my anal plug, bra, and myself, it was already dawn, probably around 6 a.m. Oh, ever since I started receiving vaginal contraction training from my mistress, she generally doesn't allow me to wear underwear anymore, so I didn't need to shower.
After doing all that, it was still early, my mistress wasn't awake yet, and I couldn't fall back asleep, so I just looked at the azure sky, and my mind couldn't help but recall the first time I met my mistress and that perverted virginity-breaking ritual.
Chapter Two: The Temptation of a Madman
It happened not long after I started high school. I was attending a boarding school, so I could only go home once a week. Since my home was far away, I usually only went home for one day every two weeks. My parents didn't interfere much in my life, or rather, they didn't care much. They were typical Chinese parents who favored sons over daughters, spoiling my younger brother rotten while ignoring me completely. They gave me enough allowance each month, and that was it.
So, whenever I had free time and no one else in the dorm was around, I would secretly start masturbating. Because I had enough pocket money, I bought myself some sex toys, but I didn't dare buy a vibrator because I was still a virgin, and I just couldn't bring myself to do it.
Today was Sunday, and they had all gone home, leaving me alone in the dorm. So, I moved the large metal cabinet, took out a box from the corner, and opened it. Three thumb-sized vibrating eggs were revealed.
I taped two of the vibrators to my nipples with clear tape. Holding one in my hand, I stroked my clitoris with my other hand while hovering the vibrator over my most sensitive areas.
Suddenly, a "ding-a-ling!" startled me so much that I immediately orgasmed, even losing control of my bladder. Because I was afraid of soiling my bed and didn't dare do this on the balcony, my vagina was now directly facing the door; anyone opening the door would have a clear view of my private parts!
Perhaps because I was so startled, urine sprayed towards the door like a squirt. Her first reaction was disbelief! A pervert masturbating in her dorm room?! And in such a sensitive spot!
My first thought was, "I'm doomed, someone saw me! That person is probably her roommate. High school has only just begun; there are still three years to go. What am I going to do?"
Supporting my slightly weak body after the orgasm, I looked up and, sure enough, it was my roommate, Jing Bing! I tried hard to explain, "I, I..." But in the end, I couldn't find a suitable reason, and tears started falling uncontrollably. I burst into tears, not faking it, but because I was terrified.
However, Jingbing didn't move or say anything after entering the door. She just stood there, stunned. Seeing me cry, she didn't come over to comfort me.
After I had been crying for about a minute, Jingbing seemed to finally come to her senses, but she didn't even glance at me. She picked up the keys that had fallen to the ground, then quietly closed the door, took off her shoes, and everything was harmonious, except that she ignored me.
Finally, she took off the dress that was soaked with my urine mixed with some other bodily fluids, and threw it into my laundry tub. It seemed she was too lazy to put on clothes, so she walked to my side in her underwear and wiped the tears from my face.
With a mix of curiosity, command, and an indescribable tone, she said to me, "Actually, I'd love to do something exciting like you, but I can't. I've promised someone that everything I do is under their control. So, I want to know, what does an orgasm feel like? Is masturbation pleasurable?"
I was stunned, forgetting even to cry. After a long pause, I blushed and timidly said, "I don't know how to describe it. An orgasm is like a 'whoosh!' and then you feel warm all over, a kind of indescribable... feeling. I guess it's pleasurable."
"Hmm." Jing Bing nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with my statement. But the next moment, my joy vanished. "From now on, you'll wash my clothes for me. In exchange, I'll train you for free. Well, to be precise, I'll give you pleasure while you get pleasure too. A win-win situation, how about it?"
"I...I..." This leap in thought was too much. For a moment, I really didn't know how to answer. Was she threatening me?
"Judging from your expression, it seems like you're saying I'm trying to threaten you?" Jing Bing chuckled, rummaged through her bag, pulled out an iPhone 6, waved it at me, then put it back in her bag, saying, "If I wanted to threaten you, all I had to do was press the shutter button. Would you dare disobey?"
I looked down at my current state; two vibrating eggs were still stuck to my erect nipples, vibrating incessantly, and there was a wet puddle of urine and bodily fluids under my buttocks. If Jing Bing took a picture in this state, I really wouldn't dare disobey!
Thinking about this, my expression became a little strange. What exactly did Jing Bing want to do?
"Okay, seeing that your IQ is really not high, I'll explain again." Jing Bing pulled me up from the ground, then pointed to herself, then pointed to me, saying, "My body is no less impressive than yours, right?"
I looked at Jing Bing, then at myself. Sure enough, we both have great figures!
Jingbing continued, "Actually, I still prefer being a Dom, but I've already said it, and I won't take it back once it's given away, so this is all I can do. However, you're obviously a M, and I can't be a Dom to myself, so I think SM with you is pretty good too. You masturbate just to find pleasure and excitement, and I want to experience the pleasure of disciplining someone else. It's a win-win situation, so why not?"
Hearing Jingbing's words, I hesitated. What she said wasn't wrong. I masturbated just to find that kind of excitement and pleasure. My methods were always the same, and I was getting tired of playing by myself. Being disciplined by Jingbing might not be so bad, and once this thought came to mind, it was unstoppable! (It wasn't until Jingbing had trained me to the point where I couldn't live without her guidance that she smiled and reminisced, saying that everything was actually under her control. She admitted that I might not have originally been a masochist, but she used a little psychological manipulation to mislead me until I truly became one under her influence, at which point she wickedly revealed the truth to me.)
"You're still a virgin, right?" Jingbing's thoughts were so disjointed, her words didn't seem to connect, and I didn't react for a moment.
"You can take your time to think it over, think it through carefully before you speak. I won't force you, nor will I threaten you. We're on the same team, just helping each other. Even if I do take photos later, I'll only enjoy them myself, absolutely not share them! But you really need to think it over carefully before contacting me, because I'll arrange the most humiliating yet most blissful virginity-breaking ceremony for you. Virgins can't do many fun things, so they have to lose their virginity." Jingbing didn't even blush, talking about losing her virginity as if she weren't a virgin herself.
However, after hearing Jingbing's words, I really hesitated. My originally passionate heart cooled down by half. I didn't dare to lose my virginity, but I didn't know who I was keeping my hymen for. Jingbing's words were like a mosquito gently biting her sore spot. It was very itchy, but she didn't dare to scratch it.
"Alright, let's talk about this later. The important thing is that you'll be washing all my clothes from now on. Consider it payment for keeping your secret for now," Jing Bing said to me in a commanding tone.
I nodded with a wry smile, removed the vibrating egg from my nipple, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Chapter 3 The Thrilling Classroom Exposure
For the next few weeks, Jing Bing remained silent about what happened that day, and didn't mention disciplining me again. She seemed to know nothing, treating me only as a classmate, roommate, or female friend. However, she still left all her clothes for me to wash. Campus life continued as usual. Every Friday afternoon, the four periods were nominally free time, but most of the time, the teacher would use a projector to show a historical or educational film for everyone to watch. Basically, you weren't allowed to leave the classroom, and the teacher would come to patrol from time to time, making the students afraid to make any rash moves. They could only obediently sit in their seats and doze off or play on their phones. Of course, some rich students would play PSP II. In any case, the classroom would always remain peaceful and quiet.
Suddenly, a classmate in front of me passed me a note. My name was written on it. The top left corner read "Jingbing Express," and the bottom right corner read "Call Yu Meiling." Clearly, Yu Meiling was my name.
Curious, I opened the note, only to find it was entirely in English. It seemed Jingbing was worried someone might read it. High school does have class divisions, and some schools, to demonstrate their fairness, always put one or two top students in lower-level classes, or in day classes where students have paid their way in. They claim there's no class division, but everyone knows what's inside. Unfortunately, Jingbing and I, two top students, were placed in the lowest-level class—the worst class in the entire grade! Only 6 out of 46 students passed English, and 4 of them barely passed!
So, if they saw Jingbing wrote it in English, they probably wouldn't even look at it before passing it to the next person. After all, if it wasn't passed to someone else for a while, everyone would know you were peeking, and no one would pass notes for that person anymore. That's the rule of high school!
I peeked at Jingbing. She smiled at me, then lay down on the table, staring at me without saying a word.
I carefully read the English on the note, which roughly translated to: "Want something exciting? You haven't masturbated since last time, have you? Let's play a little thrilling game. I've blocked the little gift I'm going to give you with my back door. Do you dare take off your skirt and underwear and crawl over to get it?" I wrote the requirements in detail, with a danger level of two stars (ten stars being the maximum).
It even had a danger level label! However, I looked up at all the classmates and realized that almost no one would turn around to look back. Aside from the occasional teacher checking in, which was a little dangerous, I was actually quite safe. First, I was sitting in the last row on the left, against the wall, and there were no neighbors next to me. The person in the group opposite me was a notorious sleeper, someone you couldn't wake up until after school. Second, the teacher had just come in less than two minutes ago, so they probably wouldn't be coming back anytime soon. Third, the back door is on her far right, not far away, probably only three or four meters away. Fourth, the school uniform is long, so even if I take off my skirt, it won't be noticeable when I squat down. If I'm discovered, I can immediately squat down or sit down, and as long as my posture is correct, no one will be able to tell that I'm not wearing anything underneath.
In other words, as long as I'm quiet and don't make any noise, no one will notice me. The danger level is indeed only two stars!
I gritted my teeth and decided to do it! I haven't masturbated in so long, and I'm feeling a bit itchy. I also want to try exposing myself in the classroom, since the danger level is so low! So, I quietly moved my chair back, slightly raised my buttocks, took off my skirt and underwear together, and then quietly stuffed them into my desk drawer. Finally, I quietly squatted down in place.
Silently, I climbed to the back door. With a mix of timidity, excitement, and thrill, I glanced up at my classmates. Seeing they hadn't noticed me, I grew bolder. I pulled a small box from behind the door; sure enough, it contained a small note.
This time it was in Chinese. Heh, I knew you'd do it. You've come all this way; did you really intend to leave empty-handed? The slightly ajar back door was enough to conceal your petite frame. I bought you an electric massager; enjoy it! Of course, before that, tie what I gave you to it. Don't take it off afterward; I'll check after school. Danger level: five stars. Of course, you have a second option: tie the bell on and go back to your seat. (Friendly reminder: The teacher comes in around 10, 20, and 15; you decide how much time you have left!)
Jingbing probably worried the box and note would be discovered, so she didn't write any sensitive words inside. If she had, only a masochist like me would understand.
I hesitated for a moment, realizing that just walking back to my seat, as Jingbing had said, wouldn't be enough. The danger level was only five stars, but I decided
to take the plunge! I quickly grabbed the small box and hid behind the half-open door. I took out an electric massager from the box, placed two semi-transparent massage pads inside my bra, and then stuck the remaining two on the inside of my thighs. But when I saw the bell with the small clip, I hesitated, then involuntarily followed Jingbing's instructions and clipped it to my clitoris. I gave a wry smile; why was I always being led by Jingbing? But since it was already clipped on, I hesitated and didn't remove it. After all, the bell wasn't very big, and the sound was relatively quiet. They were showing a historical anti-Japanese war film, so if you listened carefully, you probably wouldn't hear the bell. However, I still felt psychologically that I would be discovered, so I didn't dare to make any big movements. This unusual stimulation made me eagerly turn on the massager.
Bang! "Ah!" My heart jumped out of my chest! I'd accidentally turned the acupuncture mode up to the maximum intensity. I immediately covered my mouth to keep quiet. Even though no one else could hear the bell, a girl's scream was loud enough for the whole class to hear without a problem. Bang! Another one! Because I had my hands covering my mouth, I couldn't use my free hands to adjust the mode and intensity back down. This vicious cycle began. The bell clipped to my clitoris was jingling, stimulating my heart, but I couldn't let go of my mouth. If I loosened my grip even a little, I was afraid I'd scream out loud, and then I'd be completely ruined!
So, with worry, fear, and a little bit of stimulating excitement, I climaxed! Now I couldn't let go of my hands even a little; even a slight loosening would make me groan! (Later I guessed it was all Jingbing's doing. The massager doesn't have human intelligence; every time you use it, it will turn on at the same intensity and mode as before. Jingbing emphasized the time on the note, telling me to stick it on my most sensitive spot, probably so I'd stay like that until school was over! How awful!)
"Snap!" Someone took a picture! Oh no, I'm done for! My hands and legs felt like they'd lost control, and I collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Actually, Jingbing had timed it perfectly before handing me the note, and I hadn't noticed. There were only ten minutes left before school ended. I hesitated, took off my skirt, and crawled over, which took seven or eight minutes. Jingbing kept emphasizing that the teacher might come, misleading my sense of time, making me think there was still some time before school ended. In fact, when I put on the massage patch and got ready, there were only a few seconds left before school ended. It just so happened that I turned on the massager at that moment. The intense stimulation and the little bell on my clitoris made me ignore the school bell.
Anyway, when I woke up again, I was already in my dorm. Jingbing was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at me with a half-smile.
I wanted to lash out, at least to yell at Jingbing, but my other two roommates were there, and besides, it was my own decision, so I couldn't blame Jingbing. I had no choice but to swallow my anger.
But Jingbing wasn't going to let me off so easily. She said, "You're heavy, you know how much effort it took me to carry you back? How did you get sick? Are you alright now?"
"Thank goodness, I'm fine." I said through gritted teeth. If my other two roommates hadn't left while they were packing, I swear I would have given Jingbing a good scolding!
"Ah~!" I almost screamed. The massage patches were still stuck on me. Jingbing mischievously pressed the power button, but luckily she set it to vibration massage mode and adjusted the intensity to a moderate level, so I managed to cover my mouth in time and prevent my other two roommates from hearing.
"I'm the one who took the photos, and I'm the one who carried you back with all that trouble. You're sick, so don't move your hands around."
Jingbing was warning me not to take off the massage patch!
My face flushed red, and I glared at Jingbing through gritted teeth, suppressing my pleasure, and said, "You... um... want to...
do what?"
"Even though you're a woman, I'm a woman too. I can't do anything to you, but don't you find it exciting? Don't you feel a lot of pleasure?" Hearing Jingbing's words, I really felt something too, and subconsciously put my hand on my clitoris. But I felt a hard little clip. Jingbing probably hadn't touched any of my equipment. I didn't take off the clip, but instead rubbed my clitoris through the clip and tugged at the clip, getting into the mood.
"I told you not to move your hands, didn't you hear me? I'll forgive you this time since it's your first offense, but don't do it again, or I'll punish you. If you don't comply, I'll post the uncensored photos on Weibo. You'd better watch out!" Jing Bing's face instantly turned cold as she whispered in my ear.
"Mmm~!" Just then, the massage machine vibrated again, making my response sound more like a groan. However, I still showed my compliance with my actions, taking my hands out from under the covers to indicate that I would obey.
Jing Bing smiled contentedly, then reached inside. She tugged at the clip on my clitoris, then placed the massage pads that were on the inside of my thighs directly onto both sides of my vagina. The vibration almost brought me to orgasm instantly. But Jing Bing's actions weren't over yet. She took off my bra, pulled it out from under the covers and threw it next to my pillow, then put her hand inside my vagina. Now I was really scared, afraid she would puncture my hymen, but I didn't dare put my hand under the covers to stop Jing Bing. I could only look at Jing Bing pitifully, hoping she would have mercy and spare my hymen.
Chapter Four: Both Girls Were on Drugs
"Oh? You really are."
After saying this, Jing Bing didn't say anything more, and her hand didn't come out, but remained in that slightly inserted position, touching my hymen, neither piercing it nor pulling it out.
Jingbing's face was completely expressionless, and I had no idea what she was thinking. I simply put my hand under the covers and silently prayed. I wasn't mentally prepared yet, and I didn't want to lose my virginity this way.
"We're leaving, bye-bye~!"
Just as I was nervously watching Jingbing's movements, my two roommates finally finished packing and waved to us.
"Bye-bye~!"
I waved back. I couldn't wait for them to leave, at least it would be easier to talk to Jingbing that way.
"Jingbing?"
I called out tentatively.
"Yeah."
Jingbing finally took her hand out. To my surprise, she wasn't afraid of getting dirty. After taking her hand out, she sniffed it and then wiped it on my blanket as if no one else was there. She really acted like I didn't exist! But I didn't dare to argue. She had something on me. If she just released that photo, I wouldn't be able to stay in this school anymore, let alone meet the teachers or parents.
"I'm a little tired. I've been thinking too much, and sometimes I just drift off into a daze. I'm going to bed first, then I'll think about tomorrow's game, and which method I should use to take your virginity so it's unforgettable, yet also leaves you with a feeling of humiliation every time you recall it."
Hearing Jingbing's words, my body involuntarily trembled. I didn't know if it was the vibration from the massage pad or my own trembling.
"Oh, right, my phone is in that bag over there. The password is 1 to 4. I've already uploaded the photos to my private cloud drive; I took three pictures in total."
I was actually planning to secretly delete the photos while Jingbing was sleeping, but I didn't expect her to be so cautious. I was speechless.
"Oh, and one more thing, the massage pad. We just bought it. You have to use it until it's completely out of power before you take it off to charge it, okay?"
Jingbing stretched, yawned, and added this last sentence.
Me! @￥～…… Seeing that Jingbing must be asleep, should I take the massage pad off to charge it right away? I thought about it for a while, but in the end, I didn't take off the massage pad. That Jingbing girl is always so cunning; if I took it off without permission and angered her, she might post my picture on Weibo in a fit of rage. I wouldn't be able to survive ten lives! Anyway, Jingbing didn't set the vibration too high, and she said the massager was brand new and probably hadn't been charged yet, so it wouldn't last long. I figured I'd just take a nap.
"Ugh?"
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my nipple, which immediately woke me up. Jingbing had pulled off my blanket, her right hand pinching and tugging at my nipple, then giving it a 360-degree spin, having a great time.
"Jingbing..."
I said helplessly.
"It's 8 o'clock, get up and eat something before you go back to sleep."
Jingbing didn't even ask if I wanted to eat; she just told me to eat.
But I was quite touched; I didn't expect her to be so thoughtful.
I was actually quite hungry, and I quickly finished the instant noodles. I don't know if it was because I was hungry, but the instant noodles tasted especially good tonight, with a very special flavor.
"I'm going to start working now. No matter what happens, don't bother me. The massage pad should be out of power, take it to charge."
Seriously, is this Jingbing some kind of god? She even knows when the massage pad will run out of power?! Luckily, I didn't impulsively take the massage pad to charge beforehand, otherwise, otherwise, I don't know what terrible things might have happened.
Jingbing took an Apple laptop out of her bag and opened a page that was all in English and had a lot of numbers. I couldn't understand it either. After brushing my teeth, I went to bed. So boring, there's nothing fun to do. Every week is like this. I wonder how I ever got through it before.
"Hmm? Why do I suddenly feel so hot? My whole body is so hot, it seems... it seems... could it be...?"
Could it be that bastard Jingbing drugged me? We're both girls, it shouldn't be like that, right? Besides, Jingbing wouldn't need to use such methods... But, regardless of whether Jingbing did it or not, I can only settle the score later, because I was immediately consumed by lust and lost my reason. I kept rubbing my legs on the bed, and soon my hands joined in masturbation, one hand stroking my clitoris, the other kneading my full breasts.
I didn't come to my senses until noon the next day. The first thing I did was go over to confront Jingbing, "Jingbing! Why did you drug me?"
"Just for fun."
Jingbing's dismissal really drove me crazy. How could there be such a person! "Actually, I put drugs in both instant noodles, the amounts were the same."
Hearing Jingbing's words, I was dumbfounded. Jingbing actually took drugs herself?! "I had a headache for over two hours, and I still had to finish my work despite the medication, and then take photos for you. I'm exhausted."
Jingbing rubbed her temples, but I couldn't see anything wrong with her. "You...
you took photos again? Didn't you take your medication too? Why am I the only one affected?"
I felt this was unfair; Jingbing must have cheated! "The medication is right there. You take the same amount on both sides this time, and you'll see."
Jingbing glanced at me indifferently and said.
"Fine, I'll try it. I don't believe it! But if you're affected too, you have to delete all the photos from me! Do you dare?"
I thought I was incredibly clever. I'd just insist she was affected too, force her to delete the photos, and see how she threatened me then! (Actually, if God gave me another chance, I would never make that bet with Jingbing again, even if it meant death. But it's too late to regret it now.
) I looked at the instructions and effects of the drug. The method was simple: it dissolves instantly in water; just put one pill in the water.
The effect was to put someone into a hallucinatory state within 30 minutes. It wasn't a complete hallucination, but a semi-conscious state where you couldn't control yourself in the dream, but you would still have memories after waking up. It was clearly different from the drug Jingbing had given me last night! But to completely get rid of Jingbing's control, I was willing to go all out! I poured two glasses of cold water, put one pill in each glass, and handed one glass to Jingbing. I wanted to watch her drink it before I drank it. Hmph, I wouldn't give her a chance to cheat! Jingbing didn't say anything, gulped down the drugged water in two gulps, and then stared straight at me.
"Hmph!"
I snorted coldly, not to be outdone, and then downed my glass of water in one go.
After seeing that I had finished my water, Jingbing gave a strange smile, then took out a blanket and a home video camera from her cabinet. She casually spread the blanket on the floor, then used a tripod to position the camera. She even personally tested the camera's shooting angles. Finally, after adjusting the camera, she took out a box from her treasure chest-like cabinet.
For some reason, I had a bad feeling! But I couldn't quite put my finger on it; maybe I was just overthinking it.
"Ah~!"
Suddenly, Jing Bing slapped her forehead and then the top of her head, swaying slightly as she said in pain, "My head hurts so much! If it weren't for having the stakes to gamble with that bastard again, I wouldn't bother with all this!"
"Little girl, to tell you the truth, I didn't actually cheat. I did take the pill last night, but only to test its duration and how much consciousness I could maintain. And the results showed..."
Before she could finish, Jing Bing swayed again, grabbing the cabinet to keep from falling. She tossed her hair and continued, "Yesterday's drug was at most a level 2 sedative, but today I prepared a level 5 high-grade potion. Sure enough, I can only stay here and wait for my head to stop hurting. But, that's enough time." (I've divided sedatives into six levels, 1-6. The higher the number, the more potent the drug. Sedatives on the market are actually also graded, but for convenience, I've written it like in a fantasy novel. Again, use your imagination.
) Actually, when Jing Bing started saying she had a headache, I had already entered a semi-conscious state. I didn't really hear what Jing Bing was saying. Although I seemed to still be conscious, I couldn't control my body. I watched helplessly as I lay down on the blanket and instantly stripped myself naked. I felt so empty inside, wanting to find something thick and hard to stuff inside me and crush my heart! "Mmm... Ahh... I want it... I want it so badly...!"
My movements became increasingly intense, and the kneading of my breasts gradually increased in pressure, but my vagina became increasingly itchy. Touching my clitoris and kneading my breasts were no longer enough for me.
"I really want... to insert... a big cock... Mmm... Ahh... Ahh......"
The higher the level of the drug, the more evenly it spreads its effects. Unlike those low-level drugs, which can knock out the target instantly, the stronger the willpower, the faster the person will regain consciousness. The side effects are significant, and she won't even know what happened. Moreover, many people with strong willpower will find that the drug's effects wear off once they get through the first wave. Last night, Jingbing only took 30 minutes to get rid of the drug's effects, but the residual effects still gave her a headache for more than an hour.
Most geniuses are actually neurotic. Most hallucinogenic drugs have little effect on them, and only drugs of level 4 or higher can effectively knock them out. But no matter what level of drug it is, they can always retain a certain degree of self-awareness. Jingbing is a good example of this.
Although Jingbing was in a terrible state, at least she wasn't as desperate for a penis as I was! With her last shred of consciousness, Jingbing opened the box in her hand and took out a realistic penis about 10cm long and 3cm in diameter.
Chapter Five: The Virginity-Breaking Ritual
I didn't understand why Jingbing was so persistent. From the moment she took out that crystal-like realistic penis, she lost her last bit of consciousness. But precisely because she had lost consciousness, she was also free.
Like a drunkard, she staggered to me, then held the penis in her hands. I could see clearly that the penis was hollow, with many small holes around it, its structure similar to a flute, only with many more holes. After handing me the penis, Jingbing staggered back to her original position and then fainted.
As for me, I went completely insane! "Penis...penis...big penis...penis..."
In a daze, I held the pink crystal penis in my hands and even put it in my mouth to lick it. Hmm? It's strawberry flavored? What a delicious penis! I licked it over and over with my soft tongue, and then I actually aimed that 'huge' crystal penis at my vaginal opening. No, no! Unfortunately, although I knew clearly what I was doing, I couldn't control myself! Ahhh~! Ughhh!!! It hurts so much! This feeling is so real, but I can't stop. My vagina is so itchy. The moment the crystal penis went in, I felt both pain and pleasure. I was still thrusting vigorously, it didn't matter anymore, I wasn't a virgin anymore! So, I fully enjoyed the waves of pleasure that came my way. I was like a small boat in the ocean, quickly swallowed by the waves. This was also the first time in my life that I had a full-blown orgasm and squirting! Afterwards, when I woke up, it was already Sunday morning.
I was awake, sitting blankly on the blanket, glancing at Jingbing sleeping beside me.
The moment I woke, I felt the thick, hard crystal penis still inside my vagina. I considered pulling it out and inserting it directly into Jingbing! But I knew that if I did, the consequences would likely be that Jingbing would die with me in a fit of anger, I would be ruined, and she would only lose her virginity.
It didn't seem like a good deal for me! Besides, I remembered that Jingbing had set up a camera to record yesterday, and now the camera wasn't in its original place. Knowing Jingbing's personality, she should have taken care of everything by now! I couldn't escape now! But oh well, just like Jingbing said that day, we were just mutually benefiting. As long as I followed her orders and the rules of the game, she wouldn't release my photos! What's done is done. Anyway, this virginity-breaking ceremony wasn't humiliating, it was quite nice. And I even remembered that this crystal penis was strawberry flavored! "Hmm? You're awake? You look so energetic, you slept well last night!"
Just as I was lost in thought, Jingbing woke up too.
"Hmph~! Your virginity-breaking ceremony wasn't humiliating at all, and the dick was even strawberry-flavored, pretty good!"
Although I had indeed come to terms with it, I still felt a little uneasy. I'd lost my virginity so easily! "Hehe, the ceremony? It's only just starting now, wait a minute."
Jingbing set up the camera again, then opened the box that contained the crystal dick from yesterday. She took out a piece of paper and two crystal dicks that were exactly the same shape but different sizes.
Jingbing walked over, pulled back the blanket covering me, placed the piece of paper with something written on it in front of me, and then put down the two crystal dicks.
"These three strawberry-flavored crystal candies shaped like crystal dildos were specially made for you. You can only lick them clean little by little with your tongue, or you can forcefully insert them into your vagina and thrust in and out, but the latter would probably take a whole day to clean them. My request is simple: insert the remaining two crystal dildos into their corresponding positions, and then lick the three crystal dildos clean little by little with your tongue in sequence. Of course, you have to read a sentence written on the paper after each lick, and then read it again after each reading, until the crystal candies are finished."
What?! These things have been inserted inside me! How can I eat them? And I have to lick them clean little by little! God, just kill me already! I bit my lip, hesitant to move, and glanced timidly at Jing Bing, tentatively asking, "If I don't do as I say, will you release all my 'weaknesses'?" "
You've finally been smart for once."
Jing Bing's words instantly plunged me into the deepest abyss of hell! "Oh, there's one more requirement. You're not allowed to go to the toilet until you complete the ritual. Otherwise, it will be considered a failure, and I'll just post all these amazing videos of you online so everyone can have a good laugh." Only when
Jing Bing said this did I realize that I hadn't gone to the toilet since yesterday, and I hadn't even eaten. No wonder my lower body felt a little bloated, and my stomach felt a bit hungry! "Don't worry, I gave you glucose, you won't starve. Besides, I already said this crystal penis is specially made. The one inserted into your vagina will definitely provide you with all the vitamins and calories you need for the day! Stop dawdling. The difference between morning and evening is actually the same. If you think about it any longer, you won't be able to go to the toilet until it gets dark. If you pee or poop anywhere in the dormitory, I'll post the photos too!"
Hearing Jing Bing's threatening words, I really wanted to burst into tears and yell at her, "I'm done!" "I...where should these two...be inserted?"
What came out of my mouth was a surrender. Maybe, as Jing Bing said, I really am a born masochist. At this moment, I couldn't help but think back.
"The smaller one goes into your urethra, and the larger one goes into your anus. I've already taken care of you since it's your first time. The one for the urethra is 5cm long and 0.5cm in diameter, and the one for the anus is 8cm long and 3cm in diameter. Anyway, it's a size that most women can easily accept. The only humiliation is that after you insert them, you have to lick them clean little by little and read these lewd words. Everything else is fine."
I felt humiliated and in pain as the small crystal penis was slowly inserted into my urethra. The urine that had been held back for a day and a night was stimulated by the sudden insertion of the foreign object and instantly gushed out from my bladder. But it was blocked by the crystal penis. "Ah! It hurts...it hurts!"
The urethra is not a normal usable cavity, so it was bound to hurt to have a vibrator forced in. I immediately screamed in pain. It didn't hurt this much when my vagina was broken! Moreover, this pain was accompanied by a violent urge to urinate, which made me unable to stop! I glanced at Jingbing's indifferent gaze, gritted my teeth, and pushed it inward. The pain made me groan, "Ugh! It hurts!"
The anal one was much easier. After wetting the crystal penis with my tongue, I "whoosh!"
and shoved it into my ass. It was simple and painless. My only fear was that when I pulled it out, it might come into contact with something I dreaded, and Jingbing certainly wouldn't let me wash it before licking it again. That would be a real dilemma! However, I decided to deal with the candy in my vagina first. Because of the stimulation from inserting the two crystal rods, my vagina was already quite wet, making it very easy to pull out the crystal penis. With a whoosh, it came out.
Holding the crystal candy in both hands, I just couldn't bring myself to eat it. I couldn't accept it psychologically, and the taste was not only slightly bloody but also a little sour. In short, I couldn't accept it, both psychologically and physiologically! "Do you know why there are so many little holes on this crystal candy?"
Seeing that I couldn't bring myself to eat it, Jingbing asked me a question.
I looked at the penis candy in my hand and shook my head in confusion.
"It's so that this candy can fully absorb your bodily fluids, so that all your virgin blood from when you lost your virginity flows into it. Eat it while it's hot, don't waste my good intentions!"
Jingbing's words drove me crazy again. It would have been better if she hadn't said it. Now that she did, I really wanted to go over and beat her to death! Is there anyone as bad as her? Is there anyone worse than her? I closed my eyes in anger and took a big gulp of this "candy." The first bite made me nauseous. The sourness was beyond just being hard to swallow. I was too lazy to even bother figuring out what was written on the paper. I just read the first sentence aloud: "I'm a masochist, and I love big dicks!"
It took a full three hours, but it felt like an eternity to me. In the end, I still managed to lick the crystal penis that had deflowered me clean, bit by bit. And according to Jingbing's rules, I had to read a line of obscene language with each lick. The paper wasn't a contract or any terms; it was just filled with obscene
phrases like, "I put the crystal penis into my urethra, and I felt so happy. Next time, I'll put in an even thicker and longer one !"
But when I pulled the crystal penis out of my urethra, something unexpected happened. As soon as the crystal penis was pulled out, my urine flowed like a floodgate opening, unstoppable. The thought that Jingbing would post all this "handle" of mine online made my tears fall uncontrollably.
"Alright, I didn't say anything, why are you crying like that? I'll let it go this time. Hurry up and finish licking the remaining two crystal candies, then tidy up the dorm. We have evening self-study tonight, and they'll probably be back this afternoon. You need to speed things up!"
I didn't expect Jingbing to let it go, but she was right. I did need to speed things up, otherwise it would be terrible if my other two roommates saw it! I didn't care that the crystal penis had been inserted into my urethra and still smelled of urine. I licked it hard and then recited an obscene sentence.
I kept repeating the process, and soon only the crystal penis inserted into my anus remained uneaten. I pulled it out of my anus, and as expected, it was covered in brownish-yellow granular matter. I looked at Jing Bing's expressionless face, my teeth nearly grinding to powder. Finally, I took a deep breath, stuck out my tongue, and licked away all the visible feces from the crystal penis in one go. I swallowed it with great difficulty. This ritual continued until 3 PM, and I deeply understood the humiliation Jing Bing had spoken of! This day was truly unforgettable for the rest of my life!
Chapter Six: Jingbing's Trap
"Don't look at me like that. You're actually enjoying it yourself, aren't you? The first time I took your picture, you turned on me. It was only a few photos, so it didn't affect you much. You insisted I photoshopped them, and I couldn't do anything about it. Besides, you only half-heartedly agreed to what happened later. I told you you're a masochist, didn't you believe me?"
After finishing up, I looked at Jingbing resentfully. Jingbing closed the laptop lid, glanced at me, and then said slowly. What
Jingbing said actually made a lot of sense. I fell silent. Besides, what's done is done, and there's no going back. I could only accept my fate.
"Don't worry, like I said, we're actually 'teammates.' The so-called 'threat' was just to help you complete the mission better. As long as you obediently listen to me, I'll be happy when you feel pleasure. It's a win-win situation."
Actually, Jingbing is quite easy to talk to! Suddenly, I realized I had misunderstood Jingbing. This guy is actually a good person! I tentatively asked, "So, if I don't complete the task, will you really post those photos and videos online?"
"Under normal circumstances, I will,"
Jing Bing answered, then stood blankly on the terrace, staring at the azure sky.
What the hell! This girl is definitely not a good person. I must have been blind to think she was so kind! I said angrily, "Didn't you say we were teammates? Then why are you doing this?"
"I generally won't give you tasks you can't complete. If you fail, it proves you didn't try your best. I never show mercy to disobedient people."
Jingbing's words made me conflicted again. She always managed to lead me by the nose, and I had no choice but to follow her again and again, with no room for resistance. Or rather, I never even considered resisting… "Actually, you don't need to worry. With your intelligence, you just need to learn to obey my orders. Other things aren't within your control. You can rest assured, I will always be your master. With me protecting you, you generally won't have any major problems."
Jingbing was still staring blankly at the blue sky, replying to me without turning her head.
I'm very intelligent, okay? My grades are always among the top! On the other hand, Jingbing, although also a top student, always gets 0 in math, dragging down her overall score and ranking far behind mine.
However, it's said that a math teacher who graded the papers specifically spoke with her, asking why she filled in the answers directly on the multiple-choice questions instead of letters, even though she could have gotten full marks. She wrote the correct answers on the problem-solving questions, but deliberately scrambled the order, writing the answer to question 18 on question 19 and the answer to question 20 on question 21 – practically asking for trouble! Jing Bing's response was said to be the classic example of asking for trouble: "You dare ask me to answer elementary school questions? I'm being lenient by not tearing up the paper on the spot."
The teacher who graded the papers was reportedly quite angry with Jing Bing and even fell ill afterward. Jing Bing, as always, consistently scored 0 on math, no matter who came; she remained defiant, refusing to fill in the answers in the correct places. What could you do about it? Okay, so it seems my IQ really isn't as high as hers... "Oh right, there's a small bag with an 'h' on it in my cabinet. It contains three kinds of medicine. Take one of each kind every day. I've prepared a 30-day supply. Start taking them today. What are you standing there for? Go get them!"
Although I was conflicted, did Jing Bing have the legendary C-eye? She saw me standing there in a daze without even turning around, but I still did as she said and found a small bag with an 'h' written on it in her cabinet. Sure enough, there were three different colored pills inside. I took them out and looked at Jing Bing's back with some doubt. Just as I was about to ask her something, she spoke first.
"The yellow one is a hormone-containing permanent lactation-inducing pill, the white one is a hormone-containing pregnancy-simulating pill, and the light green one is an auxiliary medication that can reduce the side effects of the first two medications by 90%. Don't worry, the side effects of the medication I'm giving you are almost negligible, so you need to take it continuously for three years to see results. I won't explain the lactation-inducing pill, and the pregnancy-simulating pill's purpose is to let you completely say goodbye to your period and become a real woman who can have orgasms 365 days a year!"
Jing Bing had this all planned in advance! One step after another, everything was prepared; it seems she started preparing weeks ago! "Are you sure there won't be any side effects?"
Jing Bing's explanation only made me a little apprehensive. Both medications contain hormones; wouldn't there be some problems? "You have to take them even if they're there. I'm not discussing this with you; I'm telling you to take them, understand?"
Jing Bing still didn't turn around, so I couldn't see her expression.
But I knew my face looked terrible! I was speechless at Jingbing's words. Fine, I'll take it. Jingbing said that this medicine needs to be taken continuously for three years to be effective, and even if there are side effects, they shouldn't be too severe.
Besides, I don't seem to have any other choice.
(Actually, the simulated pregnancy pill can fully stimulate my uterus, causing the uterine wall and even the fallopian tube wall to thicken to a certain extent, and it can also soften the cervix.
As for the light green pill, Jingbing didn't tell the whole story. It does have an auxiliary effect on the first two drugs, but its main function is to stimulate the bladder, soften and thicken the urethral wall. The three drugs work synergistically, and the side effects are indeed negligible. Jingbing wasn't lying about this.)
And so, I lived in constant fear, afraid that Jingbing would give me some task that I couldn't accept but had to! But for several days in a row, she didn't do anything out of line, and I secretly hoped that she would give me a task. Could I really be the masochist she was talking about? "Bing, are you busy these days?"
Jingbing didn't like me calling her by her full name, and wanted me to call her Bing or Xiao Bing directly. I didn't dare to be presumptuous, so I could only call her Bing.
"Big breasts, just a little smaller than yours, what do you mean 'not,' how can you talk like that!"
I didn't know if Jingbing misheard or was deliberately picking a fight.
However, I was of low status and couldn't lash out, so I had to ask again in a different way: "I'm asking if you have time?"
"That depends on what it is."
Jingbing gave an ambiguous answer.
"A task... why didn't you give me a task?"
I gritted my teeth and didn't beat around the bush anymore. Anyway, it was noisy during breaks, and no one would notice what we were saying.
"This?"
Jingbing wasn't surprised by my reaction, as if she had expected it. She smiled slightly at me. "This isn't something I forced you to do; it was your own request! You'll accept any task I give you?" Suddenly,
I regretted it a little. Why was I so pathetic, offering myself up for her to abuse! But if I refused, Jingbing would never give me any more tasks, right? For some reason, my libido suddenly became much stronger after losing my virginity. My two other roommates were also there that night, and I didn't dare to masturbate. I had been holding back for several days, and it was really uncomfortable.
So, I gritted my teeth, nodded, and said, "I'll accept any task, and I'll definitely complete it."
"Commendable courage. Let me let you have some fun too."
Jingbing took out the electric massager from her desk drawer, adjusted it a few times, and then actually took out the four massage patches from her own breasts and waist before handing them to me.
"Put two pads under your bra, below your breasts, and two pads into your vagina, on either side. I've adjusted the mode and intensity. After school, just sit in your seat and wait for me to check."
I had offered to take on this task myself, so I had no right to refuse. Blushing, I took the massager back to my seat. Then, as soon as class started, when no one was watching, I followed Jing Bing's instructions and placed the massage pads in their designated positions. I took a deep breath, covered my mouth with one hand, and turned on the massager with the other.
"Hmm?"
To my surprise, the vibration was very weak. My vagina felt numb and tingly, but my breasts felt nothing. I wanted to turn the vibration up to the maximum, but this only made me feel worse. I wanted to strip naked immediately and then thrust my crystal penis hard until I climaxed! This numb, tingling feeling, yet unable to bring me to orgasm, lasted for the entire class. I didn't pay attention to what the teacher said; all I could think about was my crystal penis! "Is it uncomfortable? Do you really want something inserted?"
Jingbing whispered in my ear.
I nodded instinctively. My mind was filled with desire and my penis. I desperately wanted to have an orgasm! Jingbing smiled and took the massage patch from my body, then stuffed the massager into her bag, saying mischievously, "Want an orgasm? Sure!"
Next, she whispered in my ear, "Admit you're a masochist, agree to be my pet, unconditionally obey my commands, and I'll give you a good orgasm, how about it?"
My mind was filled with nothing but orgasm and hunger; I couldn't think straight anymore, my IQ had dropped to zero. Without a second thought, I nodded, muttering, "I want an orgasm, I'm a masochist, I want a penis, I'm a masochist, I'm Jingbing's pet, I'm so uncomfortable~!"
Chapter Seven: Brainwashing Begins.
"Here's a bottle of mineral water, play by yourself. I'm going to eat first. You can play here slowly, and if you get hungry or thirsty, just open the cap and take a sip."
Jingbing took a 350ml plastic bottle of mineral water from her bag, rubbed it on the outside of my underwear, then turned and left, ignoring me completely.
After Jingbing left, I couldn't hold back any longer. I peeked around and saw everyone rushing out the door, afraid of being left behind and having to queue until the cafeteria entrance. She was the only one left in the class.
I moved my underwear aside, then rubbed the bottle with the vaginal fluid secreted from my vagina. With a soft "splat," the 5cm diameter, 12cm long mineral water bottle was instantly swallowed by my vagina, leaving only the small white cap sticking out.
Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation inside my vagina, as if something was stimulating my sensitive depths. Had Jingbing put aphrodisiac on the bottle? I think I already knew the answer. Anyway, they wouldn't be back for at least 30 minutes after they went to the cafeteria, which was more than enough time for me to orgasm! I was so excited I lost control. I couldn't wait to insert the entire bottle, then immediately pulled it out and pressed it back into my vagina. Finally, insertion and withdrawal became easier and easier, each time taking only about a second. This process lasted for about 10 minutes, and I finally orgasmed! After one climax, I took a deep breath and suddenly felt incredibly thirsty. Remembering what Jingbing had said before she left, I instinctively pulled the bottle of mineral water that was still inside my vagina, unscrewed the cap, and gulped down a large mouthful. I had a feeling that Jingbing had drugged the water in the bottle too; otherwise, how could plain water taste so strange?! Thinking this, my vagina felt itchy again—Jingbing must have drugged it! No doubt about it! Okay, it seems Jingbing wants me to keep masturbating until she comes back. Somewhat reluctantly, I inserted the bottle of mineral water back into my vagina and began thrusting in and out several times per second. After one climax, my orgasm time had increased; this time it probably only lasted seven or eight minutes before I climaxed again.
Then I made a very serious mistake. Luckily, my seat was in the last row, in the corner. Usually, students sitting by the back door would immediately close the back door and leave the classroom from the front as soon as class ended. This meant that if someone went back to the classroom early, they could only come in from the front, so my secret wasn't discovered.
"Ahhh~!...Ugh...So...So powerful...Another...orgasm...Ahhh!"
Was it the fourth or fifth orgasm? With each successive orgasm, my consciousness was becoming a little blurry. The more I orgasmed, the more unbearably thirsty I felt. It must be because the aphrodisiac Jingbing had given me was very strong! "Hmm, Meiling? Didn't you go to eat?"
Boom! My head exploded for a moment. Ugh! Luckily, I covered my mouth with my hand in time, and a soft moan was about to escape my lips! Yes, being startled by her like that, I immediately orgasmed, and to make matters worse, I even lost control of my bladder! This is terrible! If she walked over, she would immediately see the mess on the cement floor. My skirt, socks, and shoes were all soaked with my uncontrollable urine, and probably a lot of vaginal fluid from my orgasm. Anyway, my lower body was a complete mess! Just as I was completely lost, my mind filled with thoughts of my orgasm, and I had no idea how to answer, Jingbing walked into the classroom.
"Meiling, takeout. It's a promise, you'll get my food next time."
Jingbing didn't even look at the girl, directly placed a lunchbox on my desk, then put her hand on my shoulder and stared down at my lower body.
"What should I do?"
I whispered to Jingbing for help.
Jingbing didn't speak, but instead reached into her bag again. Was this some kind of magic bag? Could she pull out anything? Just as I was wondering, Jingbing pulled out a bottle of green tea and twisted off the cap.
"Oops, sorry, my hand slipped..."
Anyone could tell that Jingbing's apology was completely insincere; it made it seem like she did it on purpose.
Yes, after twisting off the cap, Jingbing poured the entire bottle over my lower body. Although this soaked my skirt, which wasn't very wet to begin with, it made it impossible to tell whether the stain on the ground or my skirt was green tea or urine. Truly, Jingbing is something else! "Oh, you there, I accidentally spilled the whole bottle of green tea. Could you help me clean it up? I'll go back to the dorm with Meiling to change. You can have Meiling help you with your cleaning duty next time, okay?"
I was quite exasperated to find that Jingbing's intelligence and reaction speed were indeed far superior to mine. In just a few moments, she had tricked that classmate into helping clean up the spilled 'green tea.' No wonder she could always lead me by the nose and obediently act like her pet.
"I'm sorry to bother you."
Jingbing picked up the lunchbox from the table, thanked the girl repeatedly, and then pretended to help me up, saying without any hesitation, "Please straighten your skirt a little before you go back. It looks really uncomfortable on me."
From Jingbing's direct gaze, I understood what she meant. She wanted me to straighten my underwear and push the protruding bottle cap back into my vagina before leaving.
"Hmm."
I pressed the bottle firmly inside, answering Jingbing's question, then stood up and straightened my skirt.
"Bing, did you put aphrodisiac on the outside of the bottle? Did you add something to the water inside?"
I asked in a low voice on the way back to the dormitory.
"You're overthinking it. I added glucose to the water, and I didn't tamper with the outside of the bottle at all. You're a born masochist. Even though you've been silent, it doesn't mean you're admitting it; you're just resentful. What's the point of deceiving yourself?" (I must say, Jingbing's psychology is very powerful. She first put me in a bad mood, and then almost every time she finished "training" me, she would use similar words to reinforce my feelings.)

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