Girls who have been trained to accept their fate

I have photos of sixteen beautiful girls in my QQ space. These are sixteen sex slave candidates I selected from hidden cameras. Each one is young, beautiful, and charming. For example, candidate number one is a girl with huge breasts, but I wonder what she feels like? Of course, to become a sex slave candidate, one can't just have huge breasts as an advantage.

I thought to myself, "Should I finish the character information?" At the same time, I got up and left the room, then walked to the classroom door of candidate number one.

Candidate number one is a freshman who just entered the school. According to the relevant regulations for graduating students, she must be eighteen years old. After I and her homeroom teacher verified her identity and household registration, and confirmed that she was a girl from a remote mountainous area, my heart smiled with joy.

Observing sex slaves is a very long process, so I won't go into details. So let's go straight to the process of training number one.

Time freezes on the fourth night after number one entered the school. Today is another sunny weekend, so Zhou Min, who doesn't have to go to class, sits alone on a row of chairs on campus, flipping through her Chinese textbook.
I quietly walked up behind her and said, "Zhou Min, you seem quite relaxed today?"

Zhou Min turned around and said, "Deputy Director Zhang, where are you going?"

I said, "I came to find you, but I need you to come with me somewhere." After saying that, I took out a handkerchief and covered her nose. She quickly fell asleep.

I helped her into my car, made sure no one saw us, and then drove to the secret basement I had dug under the water tank behind the school office building. I injected her with the antidote, then took out my penis from my crotch, sat on the chair that had been placed there, and waited for her to wake up.
Zhou Min slowly woke up, the effects of the ether not completely worn off. She stood up unsteadily, and when she saw my penis, she screamed, "What are you trying to do?"

I put my hand on my penis and said, "Masturbate, of course."

Panicked, Zhou Min first looked away from my penis, then observed the layout of the basement and her escape route. Satisfied, I said, "Look closely, sex slave? You have no chance to leave this room anyway, because the only way out is through the door behind me."

Zhou Min, regaining her senses, didn't speak, only staring at me with cold eyes.

I turned on the neon lights and searchlights, making her body even more dazzling, then picked up the soft leather handcuffs from the table and approached her step by step.

As Zhou Min shouted "No!", I had already tied her arms behind her back, then opened a large black leather bag and took out all the SM items, placing them under the table.

Zhou Min was still struggling, but remained silent. After I placed her on the table, she shouted again, "What are you doing?"

I forced her to kneel on the table, pressing her head forcefully against the surface, then used SM ropes to secure her legs to the table, binding her knees as well.

Unable to move, Zhou Min still twisted her body, so I tied another rope around her neck, then tied the other end to the table leg.

Zhou Min, who could only wiggle her buttocks, continued to resist fate as always, though to me it looked more like a courtship gesture.

I showed her the enema syringe and said, "This is called an enema syringe. In a moment, I'll pour a basin of cold tap water into your anus, and all you have to do is spray out the feces from your stomach."

Zhou Min suddenly wiggled her buttocks violently and said, "I'm not begging you anymore?"

First, I pushed her blue jeans down to her knees, revealing her pink thong. Then I took the basin full of water, filled the syringe, and placed it on the table for later use.

I took off her last pair of underwear, completely exposing her snow-white buttock muscles. At that moment, my penis instantly became erect and stood very high.

Zhou Min cried and whispered, "Don't look?"

Involuntarily, I placed my middle finger on her vagina and gently teased her clitoris with my fingertip. I heard Zhou Min whisper, almost inaudibly, "It itches, don't scratch anymore?"

My penis became wet; her body was signaling to me to get aroused. Then, I forcefully inserted a syringe filled with water into her anus and forcefully poured the water into her rectum.

The insertion was slow and laborious. Zhou Min clenched her anus in a final struggle, but the water, under my pressure, slowly seeped into her body. This

was the second injection. Her anus was still tight, but noticeably smaller than before. Soon, I had injected a whole basin of water into her body.

After untying the rope around her neck, I made her kneel facing the door. Then I placed a plastic bedpan under her buttocks and said, "Does the sex slave want to defecate? Let Master help you."

Zhou Min cried and said, "I won't beg you anymore! I'll do anything you want!"

I placed my hand on her lower abdomen and said, "It's so round here, what's going to come out?"

Her stomach rumbled, and Zhou Min held it in with all her might because she didn't want to defecate in front of me, especially not in this state.

I gently massaged her stomach with three fingers, and I could clearly feel that Zhou Min's urge to defecate was very strong, and it could burst out at any moment.

Clenching her teeth, shaking her head, and with her eyes tightly closed and her expression pained, Zhou Min said, "No, please let me go to the toilet? I really can't take it anymore."

I didn't speak, but increased the pressure of my fingers, and then Zhou Min, with tears in her eyes, said again, "Please don't make me poop here!" After saying that, feces eagerly gushed out of her anus, quickly filling the huge bedpan.

I picked up the stinking chamber pot and said, "Sex slave, I'm giving you a choice. First, you eat your own feces. Second, I'll use a syringe to force it into your mouth and then use an enema to force it out."

Zhou Min's eyes were filled with despair, and her body was trembling. She understood the horror of an enema, but eating her own freshly excreted feces was absolutely impossible. However, at this point, either choice was destined to be unbearable.

I forcefully dug into her anus, and Zhou Min was now tasting her own feces, but every sip was indescribable torture.

Nausea, tears, breathlessness, and despair endlessly tormented Zhou Min. Then I said, "Sex slave, hurry up and drink it all! I'm waiting!"

The unbearable suffering made Zhou Min want to drown herself, but there wasn't enough feces to commit suicide, and even if there were, she wouldn't die, because she couldn't endure such a humiliating death.

Finally, after drinking the yellowish-white substance in the chamber pot, Zhou Min felt a strange, indescribable sensation. I glanced at the time and said, "Sex slave, time flies. It's already past ten. I should go home for dinner. You wait here for me to return, but I'll subject you to some torture."

I cut her clothes open with scissors and threw them on the ground, then said, "Sex slave, from now on you are my candidate for sex slave. You can go back to school later, but that's after you've completely accepted your fate. Of course, you'll never be able to return to this school."

I plugged in the power cord of the high-frequency vibrator, adjusted it to its highest setting, and said, "I don't think I need to explain this much. Anyway, once it's inserted into your vagina, you can experience it for yourself."
Zhou Min cried out again, "I won't beg you anymore? Ahhhhhhh!"　 She suddenly screamed in a daze.
I only inserted the vibrator less than an inch, just enough to ensure she wouldn't lose her virginity. Then I smiled and said, "Listen up, sex slave, you'll keep moaning like this until I get back."　 Just as
I turned away, Zhou Min cried out, "Don't go! I'm so itchy and uncomfortable
! Please, please lower it a little! Ahh ...

The moans grew increasingly chaotic. Zhou Min, tears streaming down her face, stared at the camera and the lights. Suddenly, I noticed she clenched her thighs together, and as she wept, yellowish urine slowly flowed from her vagina.

Smiling at her expression, I walked down from the monitoring room to her side and said, "How does it feel to be a sex slave?"

Her expression, though painful, was one of resilience as she retorted, "Do whatever you want."

I moved behind her, picked up a rope from the floor, and used it to tie the soft leather handcuffs on her wrists. Then I looped the rope around her neck and tied it to her wrists, thus connecting her arms to her neck.

Zhou Min still twisted her body, saying, "What are you going to do?" and struggled violently with her arms, but she couldn't stop me from binding her.

Examining her body, I said, "You're really fair-skinned. But tell me, what if I played some sex games with you?"

Zhou Min, already lost in the pleasure of the vibrator, pleaded, "Please, no!"

I thought to myself, "Is she already confused? Can we start playing sex games?"

I pulled out the vibrator, untied the ropes, and said, "Stand up, sex slave? It's time for me to penetrate your cunt."
After struggling to get up, Zhou Min looked at the door, which was only two steps away, but it felt like a million miles away. Just then, I pulled her into my arms, sat her on a chair, and said, "Sex slave, come on!" As I said this, I pushed down my pants and pulled out my penis, then thrust it forcefully into her wet cunt.
Suddenly, Zhou Min's eyes widened, and she screamed, "No, it hurts!" Then she instinctively backed away.
My hands suddenly gripped her slender waist, forcefully holding her buttocks. Zhou Min screamed again and twisted her body, saying, "No, it hurts!" Then she burst into tears again.

I forcefully tickled her anus with my fingers, causing Zhou Min to sway her hips, tighten her already narrow vagina, and twist her waist muscles. I, on the other hand, didn't need to exert any effort at all to enjoy a full-body massage of her vagina.
My right hand continued tickling her anus, then I moved my left hand to her waist and said, "Slave, tickle harder? Master isn't satisfied yet." After saying that, I lightly ran my fingertips across the ticklish spots on her waist muscles.

The screams were unusually intense. Zhou Min cried out "No!" and then forcefully pulled her legs back and her arms involuntarily tried to break free from the soft leather handcuffs and ropes. I held her body firmly in front of me and tickled her ticklish spots again.

Zhou Min, her vagina tightening to its limit, said, "Stop tickling me? I'm willing to make love to you, just stop this tickling torture."

I held her waist tightly and said, "Listen up, sex slave, from now on you're not allowed to speak, and you must keep moaning until your master says you can speak." As soon as I finished speaking, my ten fingers dug deeply into her slender waist, and then, with her vagina suddenly tightening, Zhou Min let out an extremely strange sound and began moaning as I instructed.

Ah, ah ya, ah ah ah ah ah ah, ...

My hand continued to dig deeper into her lower back muscles. Zhou Min, in despair, raised her head, shuffling her shoes on the ground, occasionally glancing at me with her eyes, her expression saying, "Have mercy, Master."

My penis was enjoying unprecedented pleasure; it was now hard and thick, like a wooden stick, except to Zhou Min it felt more like a torture device.

My penis remained on the outside of her hymen, preventing me from deflowering her. And yet, I still had a plan to complete.

I pulled out my penis and said, "Can the sex slave speak now?"

The crying was faint, but I could hear a hint of hatred

in it. I was pleased but coldly said, "Sex slave, you must have never played the pedestrian street game before, right? Come on, let's play a round, Master?" Zhou Min squatted down without speaking. I tied a rope tightly to an iron hook on the wall, then looped the other end to a symmetrical iron hook

and said, "Aren't you going to stand in here, sex slave?" Zhou Min trembled all over but still stood in. Then I slowly tightened the rope and said

, "This pedestrian street will drive you crazy and make you feel like you're in heaven. Just enjoy it." The rope was already embedded in her vagina and anus. At this point, Zhou Min could only stand on tiptoe to maintain her balance. Then I put my left hand on her buttocks and said, "Time to get going, sex slave?" After saying that, I forcefully dug into her buttocks.
Ahh ...

My penis instantly hardened, and I said coldly, "If you want to say that being a sex slave is so comfortable, then a sex slave will always love their master deeply."
My right foot was already off the ground, and the rope was now deep inside her vagina. Zhou Min finally said in despair, "I want her to say those words."

I changed the position of my fingers, this time to her vaginal opening. As she moaned, she began to slowly back away and twist her body, quickly retreating to the point where she could go no further.

I increased the speed and force of my gripping and said, "Hurry up, sex slave?"

Her moans were rapid and even more desperate. At this moment, Zhou Min had deeply convinced herself that she was no longer human, and I was happy to see that happen

. I said, "Sex slave, obey my command? Walk on the pedestrian street by yourself. Remember to tell me you're ready before your climax." Zhou Min was now like a wanton harlot, letting out a lewd cry with every step or two. Soon she said, "Sex slave is ready."

I lay down on the bed that had been prepared, and then I said to Zhou Min, "Kneel on me, put my penis deep into your vagina, and then push it into your uterus as hard as you can." She

did as I said. Although Zhou Min knew that losing her virginity would be painful, it was negligible compared to the pedestrian street she had just walked on, so she gritted her teeth and took my penis into her vagina. Suddenly,

I put my hand on her back, and then I used my two index fingers to forcefully slide from her shoulder blades to her waist. Then, as Zhou Min suddenly tightened her vagina, I slowly pushed my penis deep into her vagina. As I held my breath and thrust my penis into the entrance of her hymen, Zhou Min suddenly realized she had been tricked.

Ahhhhhh cough cough cough cough cough, ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh, hahahaha!

I thrust harder and harder, by which time I was sweating and growling, while Zhou Min's expression of both crying and sexual bliss became a frozen moment in time.

"Little Husband" is one of my favorite ways to make love because it takes a long time but doesn't require much effort or sweat. It's a trick I often use to train sex slaves.

Zhou Min, already a virgin, was enjoying my

"Little Husband." I used the rise and fall of my hips to move my penis freely in and out of her vagina, while she remained completely still, only wriggling her vagina to meet my movements. A dazed yet tender Zhou Min said, "Master, is this so comfortable? Can you be a little rougher?"

I laughed and said, "Sex slave, do you think this is the end? Becoming my lustful woman isn't such a simple process. But from now on, you are my sex slave."

After I sent Zhou Min to the lustful woman training company, she officially became one of us. However, her subsequent training was extremely cruel, but that was none of my business.

There were still fifteen candidates, and Zhou Min's advantages were her large breasts and slender waist, but she wasn't considered top-tier among lustful women.

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