[Wuxia] The Unconventional Life of a Woman from Jinling (Complete) - 19

Chapter 75 Lu Kai's Fate

When I dress provocatively, I see Lu Kai drooling over me, too afraid to even look up, and I feel a surge of triumphant excitement. He spends almost every day of his toilet slave life in constant erections, throbbing, abdominal pain, diarrhea, and endless urination. Of course, his excited erections are because of me! Because of my presence in the room, because of the Kama perfume on me, because of my allure beside him, because I fuel his thirst—he wants it, he wants it so badly! So he'll do anything for me. His abdominal pain and diarrhea are because my excrement remains inside his body. I can let him drink my urine and eat my feces at will, and he'll do it willingly, and seem very happy. Because he knows that doing so will make me happy; indeed, knowing that he is enduring physical pain, using his stomach to hold my feces, I feel a sense of mental pleasure. He only wants my pleasure. He, a 23-year-old college graduate, was willing to give up everything for me—his sexual desires, his career, his future, his family, all his past friends, and his future happiness—to please me, to win the favor of this 42-year-old woman. When his service fell short, I would punish him, and he had to endure the punishments I inflicted upon him. Where could I find such a man, who loved me so much, respected me so much, feared me so much, and spoiled me so much; who served me in every way, obeyed me in every way; who bore all the housework, endured all the insults; who did everything he could to make me happy, to give me pleasure with all his might? His only reward was to beg me to reduce him to a toilet slave, to use him as a toilet slave, to give him the pleasure of drinking my urine, to allow him to eat my excrement. And he even had to kowtow to express his gratitude. No one but my slave could give me such profound love and devotion. He lived only to serve me, to eat my excrement, and he lived happily. His fate is this, and can only be this: to be my toilet slave, my excrement slave, without complaint or regret!

Now, Lu Kai is quite familiar with and adapted to my excrement, perhaps even somewhat addicted, to the point that he becomes anxious and restless if he doesn't come into contact with my feces and urine for a day. I can see his longing for my bodily excrement in his eyes. He is becoming more and more like a perfect toilet slave.

I admit that I am a lustful woman, I like to play with men, I like to have sex with excellent men, outstanding men give me psychological orgasms. But I also like to torment men, and I've found that tormenting men gives me even more psychological orgasms. Some say that if lust goes too far, one will fall into the mire of debauchery, not only lustful men but also lustful women. But I don't believe it. I am a feminist, and what men have, I must also have. Of course, competing with men in one's career is perfectly acceptable, but in life, I also want to compete with men. Men can play with women, and I can play with men; you keep mistresses, I'll keep gigolos; men can have women on both sides, and I'll have men kneeling at my feet, licking my genitals, licking my buttocks, serving me, pampering me, and pleasing me in the ways I like.

I'm increasingly realizing that not only is money paramount, but "women can get rich by becoming bad." Many girls gamble their youth on their future, exchanging their youth for happiness, but I have my own way. I believe that women can have everything by becoming bad. To satisfy myself, I must also harm others. Perhaps I'm shameless, but I don't feel ashamed. These days, everyone looks out for themselves.

This weekend, Yuxuan and I went to the furniture market and bought several sets of high-end furniture. A Swedish solid wood bed, along with bedside tables and a wardrobe, cost over 20,000 yuan. But I really like it; I'll buy whatever I want, no matter how expensive. It's a king-size bed; there's plenty of room to move around in it. We also bought Russian-made down mattresses, high-thread-count sheets, and bedding. Inspired by some high-end hotels in Europe, whose beds are incredibly comfortable.

Besides our daily life, a slave is indispensable for my intimate moments with my lover. He can act as foreplay, licking my genitals instead of my lover's, manipulating his penis, and guiding it into my body. After orgasm, he can continue to serve me… licking my genitals clean. Lu Kai has already accepted Dawei and Mike, and now whenever they come, we have Lu Kai serve me by the bedside. Sometimes, I even take Lu Kai to Hanzhongmen to meet Dawei.

Because of the slave's tongue licking and the lover's penis entering simultaneously, the penis is stimulated more effectively. After we make love, the slave Lu Kai has to keep licking my vagina, which is full of semen, until I feel comfortable and clean enough to stop. Then he has to clean our messy bed and the marks we left behind. Any residue left on the bed must be licked clean with his tongue, not wiped with tissues. After licking it clean, he replaces the sheets with clean ones. I always jokingly say that the service is only complete with the slave's tongue. Then, we went to the bathroom for a bath together, and Lu Kai would kneel beside us, holding our slippers in his mouth and our towels and bathrobes in his hands…

This was essentially Lu Kai's life as my personal slave, this college student. Not bad, right? Yu Xuan and I were already used to him, and we had long since accepted him as our household slave, both psychologically and in terms of lifestyle.

Soon, I discovered a new use for our household slave: giving me a full-body massage. In the past, this job was Yu Xuan's, and after we got married, my husband had always given me massages. Before the massage, I would make the environment cozy. I would have Lu Kai spray some of my usual perfume in the room, play some relaxing music, keep the temperature between 25-30 degrees Celsius, and prepare a stack of clean towels and massage oil for us. Then, I would quietly lie on the bed or sofa and let Yu Xuan massage me.

Recently, because Yu Xuan often went out, the massage task fell to Xiao Kai. He quickly mastered all the techniques and his massages were even more thorough than Yu Xuan's. Usually, he would start from my head. He combed his hair from root to tip with both hands, like a comb, which was very effective in treating headaches.

I am a woman who likes cleanliness but hates housework. I especially like my current life and feel very satisfied. I like all kinds of sexual stimulation but I worry about encountering bad people. I like purity and nobility, but I also like wildness and debauchery. My slave Lu Kai is my debauched and dark side. He is extremely obedient to me. I can hardly imagine who else in the world could worship me like him, or who else could replace him as such an obedient servant. He is simply a gift from heaven to me. I really hope I can keep Lu Kai by my side for a long time, until my libido diminishes to the point where I no longer want men.

Actually, Lu Kai is a very outstanding boy. If he wanted to, he could very well become a high-ranking official, an excellent entrepreneur, or a scholar in the future. But he is determined to give up his future and is willing to kneel at my feet as a slave, willingly serving me and doing things that most men would never do for my comfort and happiness. Yes, he has indeed been developed into what he is today by me, and I am very proud of that. Yes! I want to use him for as long as possible, burying his youth between my buttocks and thighs, letting his eloquent mouth collect my urine and feces, his tongue lick my genitals and buttocks, serving as my toilet paper for at least 20 years. Sometimes I think it's a pity; he learned so much, only to lick my buttocks and genitals in the end. But thinking about it also makes me quite proud, a warm, itchy feeling deep in my thighs.

These days, everyone looks out for themselves, and for my comfort, I don't care about ruining his youth. I want to ruin him in my hands, because if I don't, other women will. And I'd be more than satisfied if I could ruin several young men like him.

I want to completely control his mind and soul. When I'm in my sixties, he'll be in his forties. If he wants to run away then, let him run away, but I won't let go easily. Maybe I'll keep him under my buttocks until I'm seventy, when he'll be fifty-two. Ah! I suddenly thought of my cousin, Li Qiying, and wondered how she was enjoying her sex slave right now. Qiying is probably almost 55, and her slave is seven years younger than her, almost 48. How terrifying! What will I be like at 60? Will I still look young like Qiying? Maybe my thoughts will be different then. If it were really as Lu Kai swore, I'd have him serve me for life. If I live to 80, he'll be over 60. My cousin Qiying said she'd use her slave until she's old. I heard Empress Dowager Cixi still had sexual desires at 80. 80! My God!

I can't imagine what I'll be like at 60, let alone 80.

But I don't know if Lu Kai's infatuation with me will gradually fade over time. While SM satisfies the psychological and physiological desires of those with masochistic tendencies, this desire isn't something needed every moment. A master-slave relationship aims to transform all life relationships into SM relationships (in both parties' minds, he is my slave every moment, and I am his master every moment). Initially, the slave certainly wants to serve one master for life; his vows to me weren't necessarily lies. However, I'm not sure if the SM feeling between us will fade over time, and I'm also unsure if the slave will be as fickle as the master, abandoning me for someone better. Therefore, I never take Lu Kai out,

let alone to women like Jiao Fulan. I've long known that for a woman to remain an idol in the eyes of her boyfriend or personal sex slave, she must constantly increase her charm and conceal or correct her flaws, making herself appear like a flawless goddess, forever exuding an irresistible allure. But with Lu Kai, it seems I don't need to worry too much about correcting my flaws. He was too subservient, and it seemed he should be wary of Yu Xuan and Mike.

Everything else was manageable, except for my physique, which required 30 minutes of torture on the treadmill at the gym every day. Sometimes it was too painful, but there was no other way. I tried some diet pills, but they were all scams.

My doctor and several girlfriends advised me that the best way to maintain good physical and mental health was to have a fulfilling sex life. I already knew this, but with a satisfying slave like Lu Kai, my sex life would be even better, and my mind and body would be healthier. If my niece Lina hadn't left Yan Chuan with Ying Chun, I would never have come into contact with SM, let alone imagined that having a slave would make life so good.

These past few years, my sex life has been the best of my life. Not only do I have sex every night, but I also often have an orgasm before getting out of bed in the morning. After a night of passion, with my sexual desire satisfied, I always get up happily to shower, humming a song, putting on my best outfit, being served comfortably by my slave, and walking out with cheerful steps. Passersby smiled at me, especially the men who couldn't help but glance at me again. Entering the office, I cheerfully greeted my subordinates with "Good morning," feeling energetic all day. And there was Danqing in the office, always hoping for a chance to serve me. Thanks to Lindan's arrangements, two other men in the city were waiting in line to serve me. In business, I had many good new ideas. Furthermore, I rarely caught a serious cold in recent years; even when I did, a mild one usually healed without medication.

My blissful day was a result of the afterglow of orgasm—the unparalleled happiness of being a sexually satisfied woman, because fulfilling sex brings complete physical and mental comfort. The key is: being a sexually satisfied woman ensures long-term physical and mental health. Fulfilling sex seemed to build a protective net for me, separating me from the cold world. Without sexual satisfaction as a shield, maintaining my mental health would be difficult.

Recently, the group of four became a group of five, with Li Tingting joining. Xiaoman, Linda, Sasha, Li Ting, and I still meet every two weeks, discussing topics that interest us women: love, lovers, and new things in life. Lately, we've been talking a lot about sex. I once wanted to bring Zhu Guangming into the conversation, but Linda seemed reluctant to associate with him, thinking he was too cunning.

However, Tingting shares our sentiments on sex. "When I feel fulfilled and happy in my sex life, I feel less stressed and less anxious; on the contrary, I feel energetic and happy all day long." This is her honest opinion. She's 32 years old, divorced for three years, and now works at the city tax bureau—a lucrative position that's very useful to me. Of course, she's also very busy, dealing with pressure from superiors and subordinates every day, as well as handling customer complaints. But she says her boyfriend recently has a strong sex drive, and sex gives her immense courage, allowing her to calmly face various work pressures and not be constantly worried about work problems.

Zheng Xiaoman, who is 32 years old, has been an attending physician in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the city hospital for nine years. She told me, "Satisfactory sex promotes the normal secretion of female hormones, making you feel happy, fulfilled, and confident. Sexual satisfaction can enhance our ability to cope with work challenges." Indeed, sexual satisfaction makes me ecstatic and triggers a series of pleasurable feelings: being loved by a man makes me feel more charming and confident. Seeing Lu Kai and Yu Xuan's infatuated love for me every day, and seeing Qin Ming's adoring gaze, makes me feel very good psychologically. In addition, I can perform better at work. This may sound a bit absurd, but as long as my sex life is fulfilling and happy, I won't feel deeply troubled by the declining morals of society.

Once I asked Xiaoman if oral sex could transmit sexually transmitted diseases. She said it was possible. There are many types of STI bacteria, which usually only survive in the urethra and most die quickly in the mouth. I said, then having my K-slave perform oral sex on me would also help kill bacteria, and she laughed at my lewdness. But she cautioned me that she couldn't guarantee complete safety, explaining that AIDS, syphilis, and oral herpes could all be transmitted through oral sex, even causing illness in the mouth. For example, gonorrhea can spread to the mouth during oral sex, causing gonococcal pharyngitis. Oral sex is even more dangerous if there are open wounds in the mouth, such as minor bleeding from the oral mucosa or gums; even kissing is best avoided. I suggested using a condom on my tongue, and they all laughed heartily.

I had personally witnessed the horrific scene of Lindan deriving pleasure from a male slave's face; it was practically bloody by the end. I felt Lindan had gone a bit too far.

Chapter 76: Life with a M is So Comfortable .

Every day after work, Yan Chuan changes my shoes and clothes, then serves me dinner, and washes my feet afterward—it's become his habit. But this no longer satisfies my needs. I know he has masochistic tendencies; I sensed it from the first day I met him. I indirectly learned about SM from my aunt in America. I overheard her whispering with my mother about her promiscuous lifestyle. From then on, I became interested in SM. After discovering Yan Chuan's masochistic tendencies, my goal was to completely conquer him, rule him, become his empress, and turn him into my slave, to be at my beck and call. I wanted to be like my American aunt, abusing men and turning them into slaves. After dinner, while watching

TV, I would lie back on the sofa, my legs casually propped up on the footstool, toothpicks in my hand, picking at the fruit he had prepared for me—washed, peeled, pitted, and cut into pieces—in the fruit platter. I required at least three different kinds of fruit every day, with no repetition, and the pieces had to be of uniform size. I would slowly put them into my mouth, savoring each bite. After he finished clearing the table, he would also come to watch TV. I used to not bother him at this time, but now I was going to increase his workload.

“Slave, I’ve walked so much today, my feet are tired. Give me a massage,” he said, and I noticed he was losing control again. I knew he enjoyed serving me; he had a servile nature deep down. I swung my feet, my toes curling and shaping them.

He immediately knelt at my feet. I enjoyed his massage, but it wasn’t enough. I needed not only physical service but also mental pleasure. “How do you feel now? Are my feet beautiful? Lick them. You’ve massaged me so well; consider it a reward.” He stuck out his tongue and licked my beautiful foot, clad in stockings. I felt incredibly pleasurable, immersed in the pleasure of enslaving him. After

he had massaged and licked both my feet, he said, “Alright, I want to wash my feet. Quickly bring me a basin of water.” He was starting to obey my commands, obediently bringing the water and placing it at my feet, kneeling respectfully beside me. Without my command, he began to remove my socks and wash my feet. "Alright, so slow. Move your face closer, I want to stretch my toes," I commanded again. He obediently brought his face to my feet, and I happily pinched his face with my toes, pulled his ears, and twisted his nose. He endured the abuse from my feet while washing my socks. He was a complete slave, a 24/7 slave, already used to serving me, but I wanted to continue to reform him and improve the quality of his service. I could do nothing from the moment I entered the house, indulging in and enslaving him.

In the early morning, he got up to cook, while I went back to sleep. After he finished cooking, he called me to get up, but I pretended not to be awake until I was almost late for work. I was flustered, making him squeeze toothpaste, polish my shoes, and even put my shoes on while I was putting on makeup. He was busy for a while, but I was still late. I gave him a dirty look, letting him feel useless so he would get up even earlier the next day.

The next morning, he would get up early, having plenty of time to serve me. He would get up carefully, afraid of waking me or making me late, quietly making breakfast, preparing the wash water, squeezing the toothpaste, polishing my shoes, and preparing my underwear, stockings, and other clothing before daring to wake me. I lay in bed, half-awake, and said, "Slave, help me get dressed." He readily complied, obediently removing my robe and dressing me in underwear, bra, and all my clothes. I didn't cooperate, letting him serve me. The feeling excited me beyond words. At this time, I would never forget to abuse him. Of course, he had to put my stockings on for me, and he had to use his face to support my feet and his hands to put them on. When I was putting on makeup, he would kneel at my feet to put on my shoes. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can you enjoy that? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint. Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter

.) Of course, I was willing for him to do all the housework. What woman wouldn't want to completely relax at home, watch TV or read the newspaper, while her man kneels beside her, giving her a foot massage and serving her like a slave? What woman wouldn't want to enjoy herself and be served? After a period of training, he had made me the center of his world, doing everything for me as he felt it was his duty. However, this only conquered his body; his spirit still needed long-term training.

Back home, I was the queen. Every time I entered, he would kneel to greet me, kiss my toes, and change my shoes and clothes. I could do everything for him without my hands or feet touching the ground. After changing my shoes, seeing my legs spread apart, he would obediently crawl to my side, swaying his body: "Manager Liang, please mount me." I would smile, straddle his back, place my feet against his ears, pat his buttocks, and shout, "Come on, my slave." "Anu, have you finished all the work?" "Yes, Master." The increasingly strong servility he exuded surprised and delighted me. Crawling to the sofa in the living room, I commanded, "Stop."

He immediately stopped crawling. I continued to command, "Head down, back up," grabbing his hair and pressing his head to the ground. He hurriedly lowered his head and crawled backward. After I dismounted and sat on the sofa, he knelt at my feet, his forehead touching the ground. My delicate feet were placed in front of his head, and I said sternly, "Lift your face." He looked up, and I placed my stockinged feet on his face. He immediately began licking my feet without hesitation, and his hands continued to massage my legs. I sipped the tea he had brewed for me, enslaving him and enjoying my pleasure.

I lay back on the sofa. He knelt beside the sofa, massaging and rubbing my legs. After I rested for 20-30 minutes, at my call to eat, he quickly moved my legs under the footstool and put on a pair of exquisite embroidered slippers for my delicate feet. He helped me up, carrying or lifting me to the table to serve me.

After dinner, I watched TV, and as usual, he served me intimately. I no longer allowed him to do anything else before I went to sleep; he had to focus on serving me. I enjoyed his leg massages, shoulder rubs, and massages, holding a toothpick and savoring the fruit in the fruit bowl until I went to sleep. He would then wash my feet or give me a bath. I usually shower once a day. There's a wooden recliner in the bathroom, and when I shower, I just lie on it, motionless, and let him wash my hair. Then he uses his skillful tongue to carefully lick every part of my body, from my breasts, back, vulva, anus, thighs, and toes. While licking my upper body, his hands caress my genitals, which often excites me. His tongue lingers on my vulva the longest, and I have to lift his head to move it away. He also spends a lot of time on my feet, carefully sucking on the insteps, soles, and each toe, licking away the sweat from between my toes. Now I finally understand why "foot baths" have become so popular in recent years. A foot massage really does make my whole body feel comfortable.

After that, I let him wash my body with warm water. Once I'm done, he helps me to the soft bed in the bedroom. He applies lotion to his hands, kneels beside the bed, and gives me another full-body massage: rubbing my shoulders, pounding my back, kneading my legs, massaging, and trimming my toes. After wearing high heels all day, he would always massage my feet meticulously for a while, carefully massaging each toe. My feet were delicate and smooth, like white silk. As he massaged, he couldn't help but bring his mouth close to inhale the fragrant scent of my feet. If I was happy, I would spread my legs and let him lick me until I excitedly filled his mouth with my juices, and then I would fall asleep comfortably.

Now I could enjoy myself however I wanted, and I could abuse him as I pleased. If I wanted to patronize him, I would let him arouse me with his mouth, then kneel down for me to enjoy and play with. Once I was completely satisfied, I would let him stop, clean me with his mouth, and gently massage my legs until I fell asleep, only then could he do other things. I never considered whether he was satisfied or not. On the premise of ensuring that I was satisfied at any time, I would sometimes allow him to use his hand to release the week's worth of desire on weekends. He would kneel on the ground, kissing my feet and thanking me profusely, until I ejaculated. Once, when he didn't satisfy me, he went at it. I made him kneel beside my bed, stuffing my pantyhose in his mouth. I lay on the bed, randomly stabbing him with a sewing needle. He couldn't dodge or scream, sweating and crying out in pain. Seeing his suffering, I gradually felt happy. Only after my anger subsided did I allow him to satisfy me orally, making him kneel beside my bed with my high heels on his head, a punishment that lasted all night. From then on, he never dared to ejaculate without my consent. I also discovered that the more proactive I was in bed, the more I demanded my own satisfaction and pleasure, and the more I ignored his normal needs, the more satisfied and happy we both felt. I also found that the less I satisfied him, the harder he tried, the more he tried to meet my various needs.

But I still enjoyed whipping him from time to time. Whipping him was a pleasure, allowing me to experience the taste of power, the power to dominate, control, and enslave another person that intoxicated me.

After repeated training and discipline, Yan Chuan's self-esteem vanished, and his masochistic desires were gradually awakened.

A true queen ascended the throne, and a true sex slave was born. From then on, no matter who came or where, as long as I was pleased, a glance or a hint would make him do anything for me. It took me a full seven months; it was my first time training a slave, but I finally molded him into a genuine slave whom I could abuse at will. Of course, he was inherently base, enjoying masochism and my humiliation, which saved me a lot of time in training him.

You probably won't believe it, but all men have masochistic desires, just to varying degrees, just a difference between admitting and denying them. It was this fact that made me a very happy woman! What I enjoyed was my own pleasure. Nothing was more stimulating than whipping him and using him at will. His desire to kneel at my feet and obey my commands gave me the greatest sexual satisfaction.

Chapter 77 Yan Chuan's Servant Life

"I want to take a bath." I was clearing the dishes to go to the kitchen when I heard Liang Lina's order. I immediately went to the toilet to run a bath for her. When Liang Lina came in, I began to undress her and helped her into the bathtub. She noticed I was trembling.

"Are you afraid of the bathtub or afraid of me, slave?"

"I'm afraid of you, Manager Liang. In front of you, I can't control myself. I want to kneel down as soon as I see you."

"Good, you're a born lowly slave. Give me a bath." I carefully washed Liang Lina's body... her feet, arms, then her buttocks, and what I found most mysterious—her vulva. When she climbed out of the bathtub, I dried her with a towel.

A loud slap! I fell to the ground.

"Idiot!!! Don't rub my breasts so hard!!" Manager Liang stood in front of the large mirror in the bathroom, glaring angrily.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Manager Liang, I was so excited! It's such an honor to touch the place I admire most! Please forgive me!"

Liang Lina walked into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. "Come here, lie on my lap!" "Please, Master, I'm sorry," I pleaded, knowing she would seize on any mistake to punish me, but I still lowered my head and obediently walked over.

"Lie down properly!!" I lay on her lap, and Liang Lina pulled down my underwear. She took the ping-pong paddle from the bedside table and began to slowly but mercilessly slap my buttocks.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! One slap after another, I cried.

"Useless, you cried after just a few slaps... Will you dare to do it again next time? You slut!" "I won't... Mistress, I promise there won't be a next time! I will worship your vulva even more gently!!!"

Liang Lina pulled up my underwear, dragged me up, and noticed that my penis was hard again.

Another hard slap!

“What did I tell you! I told you when your dick can get hard?”

“When I’m serving you and you need me to get hard, Manager Liang.”

“Good answer, now kiss my tits and make me feel good!”

I knelt down, still shaken from the beating, and trembled as I lowered my head toward Liang Lina’s crotch, beginning to gently kiss her labia.

“Oh, fucking, stick your slutty tongue in here! Make me feel even better!” I started licking her vulva hard.

Liang Lina grabbed my hair and pulled my face deep into her genitals. She moaned ecstatically, and I could hear her moans and mine…

“Do you like licking my hole, you slut?”

“Yes.”

“You want me to feel good, don’t you?” “Yes, Manager Liang, yes…. Can I lick your ass first to make you happy?”

“Of course, my little slut. Lick your most cherished spot with all your heart.”

“Yes.”

I lifted Liang Lina’s legs and buried my face deep in her plump buttocks. Liang Lina could feel my tongue sliding between her thighs… I was licking inside her anus… As Liang Lina caressed her clitoris with her hand, my tongue darted in and out of her anus…

“Oh, oh, you little rascal, your tongue really works. Oh… where did you learn that?”

“Oh, Manager Liang, no, Master, it’s because Master is so beautiful, it’s my instinct… I want to please you this way!” I murmured beneath her buttocks.

Liang Lina began to get excited, and she let me hold her buttocks with my hands, pulling her as close to me as possible… My tongue probed deep into her anus. It tasted a little salty there, and I really liked it. Liang Lina felt she was on the verge of orgasm, and I inserted my fingers deep into her vagina… At the same time, my tongue was constantly moving in and out of her anus.

“Worship my slits, put your fingers in… feel the place I never let you in.” Liang Lina trembled in orgasm, pressing her buttocks hard against my face, my face pressed against hers, moving with her. I was so happy, I felt like I was in heaven.

Every nerve in Liang Lina’s body was trembling, and she was panting heavily. I released her legs and let her lie down.

“Lick it clean, you slut.” As she relaxed, I diligently performed my duty—licking her smeared vulva clean.

I lit a cigarette, and Liang Lina heard my groans.

“My little slut, are you excited?” Liang Lina chuckled.

After cleaning her vulva, I replied, “Oh, yes, Master, you know how exciting it is to serve you. I am your little slut, I love tasting your love juice.” I licked the fluid off my fingers… After

finishing her cigarette, Liang Lina ordered me to get her dildo. I moved as fast as the wind.

“Strip naked!” I quickly stripped naked and stood before her. Liang Lina noticed a little pre-ejaculate seeping from my penis.

“Oh, oh, you’re excited, aren’t you?” “Yes, Master,” I replied. Liang Lina shoved me to kneel, pointing the dildo, strapped to her crotch, at my mouth. I slowly opened my mouth, and Liang Lina thrust the dildo into my throat. At first, it suffocated me, but she quickly relaxed, letting the penis slowly move in and out of my mouth.

“Suck, you slut! Like a prostitute sucking a cock!” In Liang Lina’s limited English vocabulary, “suck” was a frequently used word. Grabbing my hair, she swayed her hips back and forth, surprising even herself that I could swallow an entire nine-inch dildo!

“Wet it with your saliva. The more lubricated my penis is, the less your little asshole will suffer. Play with your little thing called a cock, show me!”

I responded quickly, sucking her cock while groaning.

“Slut, kneel on the bed!” I scrambled onto the bed with my knees…like a horny prostitute. Liang Lina quickly pulled the plug from my anus, and I groaned. Liang Lina pressed her penis against my anus…playing with it. Sodomizing men, she learned that from foreign porn.

“This is what you want most, isn’t it, you little slut? Tell your master! Say it now!”

“Please fuck me, master, please fuck your slave with your penis, I crave it.”

Liang Lina forcefully inserted the dildo into my anus, and I groaned loudly. She began sliding her dildo in and out of my anus from various directions.

"Turn around, you slut." I turned her hips over, and Liang Lina manipulated me... the dildo never came out of my anus. As I lay on the bed, like a thirsty whore, legs spread wide. Liang Lina began to fuck me while stroking my penis, in the same rhythm. She stared into my eyes, and I looked into hers...

Liang Lina stroked my penis harder and harder, fucking my anus forcefully, swaying her hips from side to side. When she felt I was about to ejaculate, she lifted my hips... so that my penis was pointing directly at my face. Liang Lina masturbated me even more frantically, and at the moment of her final anal penetration, I ejaculated.

"Shoot, shoot it all over your own face." Liang Lina controlled its direction, and semen smeared my face... from my forehead to my chin. She pulled the dildo out of my anus and untied it from her waist... throwing it on the floor. Liang Lina climbed onto the bed and lay down.

"Get up, you slut, clean yourself up, don't wipe the semen off your face." I immediately got up, took my penis and the plug to the toilet to wash them, then came back, put the penis away, and brought the plug back to Liang Lina. She smeared the plug on my face... using the semen on my face to lubricate it. I turned around and arched my hips so that Liang Lina could put the plug back where it belonged. Liang Lina inserted it so forcefully that I unconsciously groaned, but still obediently turned to face her.

"Lick the stuff off your face and tell me if it tastes better than mine!" I started to smear the semen into my mouth with my hand.

"No, mistress, mine will never taste as good as yours."

Liang Lina smiled with satisfaction. "Very good, slave. Now get dressed and get me a cup of tea." I quickly got dressed and went to get the tea. Before I returned, Liang Lina asked me to get her own clothes. She took some valuables out of her pocket, gave the clothes back to me, but stuffed her own underwear into my mouth.

"Before washing, wash it with your saliva first, then go to the kitchen and tidy everything up. Remember to hang it to dry." Amidst Liang Lina's mocking laughter, I crawled away. Liang Lina finished brushing her teeth and went back to watch TV.

"I think you'd better come over now. Aren't you done yet?"

"Almost done, mistress. I'm wringing it dry and hanging it up." I returned after washing Liang Lina's underwear.

"Kneel down, head back, I need to pee again."

I immediately knelt down, tilted my head back, and Liang Lina straddled my face, beginning her routine of urinating. After she finished, I licked her clean again and again… not a drop was wasted.

“I bet you drank more today than ever before,” Liang Lina teased me. “Now go brush your teeth and get ready for bed.” After brushing my teeth, I changed into my pajamas—a pink pair of underwear and a matching women's nightgown.

Liang Lina climbed into bed, pulled the covers over herself, and I turned off the light. I crawled from the foot of the bed to between Liang Lina's spread legs, buried my head between her thighs, and said, “Goodnight, mistress. Thank you for allowing me to worship your body tonight, to serve you, and to fuck me. I'm a slut; without you, I don't know what I would do.” “Goodnight, my little slut. You can continue to thank me in your dreams.” I gently placed my lips on her anus and began to gently and rhythmically lick her asshole, completing the last step of my day's service to my mistress.

I knelt before the bed and inserted my head deep into her thighs. I began to lick passionately, my tongue working tirelessly inside and outside her vagina. She squeezed my head tightly between her legs, closed her eyes, and began preparing for orgasm.

Chapter 78 Mr. Wang's Curiosity

Mr. Wang already knew that Liang Lina had tamed me and taken me as her "private slave." He not only didn't object, but found it quite exciting. He would come to Liang Lina's place once a week. He seemed to really enjoy having sex with this girl who was nearly 30 years younger than him. He hadn't gone to university and harbored resentment towards college students. Knowing that Liang Lina could ride roughshod over a college student while he could ravage her at will, he seemed quite satisfied.

One evening, Mr. Wang came. "Ring..." The doorbell rang.

Liang Lina led me, impeccably dressed, to the kitchen and ordered me to kneel down.

"Kneel down now, yes! Like that." Liang Lina had just whipped me, and I faced the kitchen door with my back covered in whip marks.

Liang Lina went to open the door.

"Mr. Wang, why are you so late?" Liang Lina's sweet voice rang out.

I tensed up.

"I just finished drinking with Mr. Liu from Wuhan," Mr. Wang replied. He was 55 years old, of medium build, slightly overweight, and of average appearance. He had been sent to the countryside during the Cultural Revolution, and after returning to the city in 1975, he worked as a laborer. He had been imprisoned for theft. After the reform and opening up, he became a self-employed individual, making a fortune selling clothing and imported cigarettes. In 1988, he started investing in real estate. A large project in Kunshan in 1993 earned him 13 million yuan, and his business has only grown larger since then. His wife is two years younger than him and has lost her youthful looks. They have two daughters. The eldest, 26, graduated from Suzhou University, married a classmate, and they both went to the United States. The younger daughter, 21, is studying at Tongji University in Shanghai. Mr. Wang's sex life had become quite liberal in the late 1980s. He not only frequented prostitutes but also kept mistresses to satisfy his long-suppressed sexual desires. By the late 1990s, he had long since grown tired of prostitutes and had changed mistresses several times. Recently, he had taken two young female college students as his mistresses, and he had gone through countless secretaries and assistants in his office, never letting any of them pass him by if they were attractive. This was an open secret to his wife.

The girls Mr. Wang liked to play with not only had to be beautiful but also educated. He himself had never attended university, but he particularly enjoyed sleeping with female college students. His two current mistresses were a 21-year-old undergraduate student in the art department of Suzhou University and a 25-year-old graduate student at East China Normal University. Both were younger than his eldest daughter. The girl from Suzhou University was particularly beautiful, 172 cm tall, with outstanding looks and figure, and slept with Mr. Wang for two nights every weekend. Liang Lina, although his office manager, was more of a cheap mistress; she slept with him in her first week of employment. He rented this apartment for Liang Lina in the company's name. It didn't cost much; although his annual salary was 100,000 yuan, it was only 8,800 yuan per month, much cheaper than his two mistresses. That Suzhou University student cost him 350,000 yuan a year, not including the 50,000 yuan for her rent. And Liang Lina was at his beck and call, at his mercy. Recently, he started making Liang Lina sleep with his clients and associates. The day before yesterday, he had her sleep with Mr. Li from a Shanghai company. For this, he got a good deal.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, I just gave him a beating," Liang Lina said sweetly, assuring him.

Liang Lina ordered me to kneel outside the bedroom door where she and Mr. Wang were having sex… I listened to them making love inside. Liang Lina's moans and Mr. Wang's panting rose and fell. After a full half hour, Mr. Wang seemed to reach his climax. A few minutes later, the room gradually quieted down. Shortly after Mr. Wang ejaculated inside Liang Lina, I heard Liang's lazy voice, "You stinking slave, crawl in."

I immediately crawled into the room and towards Manager Liang. I heard General Manager Wang showering in the bathroom.

"Come up here and lick it clean with your mouth."

"Yes, Manager Liang."

Although I felt a little disgusted and somewhat worried about getting sick, I was also excited. After hesitating for a moment, I buried my head between Liang Lina's spread, sticky, wet thighs and licked away General Manager Wang's semen and her vaginal fluids. General Manager Wang's semen was salty and slippery, fishy, pale white and transparent, not much, somewhat like raw egg white. I licked it in large mouthfuls. A few minutes later, General Manager Wang came out of the bathroom wearing a luxurious Chinese silk nightgown. Seeing this scene, he was slightly pleased. "You little girl are really ruthless, knowing how to torture a man?"

"Haha," Liang Lina laughed. General Manager Wang sat down beside her, leaned down, kissed her, and fondled her breasts.

I was ashamed beyond words. I kept licking and sucking with my head down. A few minutes later, I had basically licked the mistress's vulva clean. Suddenly, Mr. Wang's phone rang. He got up, took out his phone, and said a few words.

"I'm going to the XX Hotel,"

the mistress said, hugging Mr. Wang reluctantly. "I really don't want you to leave, Mr. Wang, darling. When can you come again?"

"I don't know, I think maybe next week I might have some time." Mr. Wang started to get dressed.

"Promise me you'll come often, okay?"

"You have Yan Chuan, you won't be too lonely anymore."

"Who said that, Mr. Wang? He's a stinking servant, how can he compare to you? No one can compare to you, you know? I've already started to fall in love with you."

"Alright, stop fooling around."

Mr. Wang finished dressing and left. Liang Lina lifted her languid body and got out of bed to see him off.

I remained kneeling in place, unsure of what to do, but as Mr. Wang left the room, I whispered, "Goodbye, Mr. Wang," but I wasn't sure if he heard me.

I served the mistress and Mr. Wang in this way twice more. The third time Mr. Wang came, Liang Lina had a new idea to torture me. She handcuffed my hands behind my back, chained me to the window, and made me kneel beside her bed to watch them have sex. Mr. Wang also liked this idea; he seemed to have a desire to show off and hoped to demonstrate his contempt for college students like me.

The two of them were extremely ugly naked. Wang was rather fat and had dark skin, only the part covered by his shorts was relatively white. In contrast, Liang Lina's skin was so fair and tender. Wang's penis was average, only about 4 centimeters long when flaccid. Liang Lina bent down and took his slightly erect penis into her mouth, sucking on it. Judging from her practiced movements, she clearly performed oral sex on Mr. Wang often. After a while, Wang's penis grew larger in her mouth, but even when fully erect, it was only about 10 centimeters long.

A few minutes later, Wang lifted Liang Lina's head, kissed her mouth, then rolled over and placed her on the bed, pressing her beneath him. He used one hand to guide his penis into Liang Lina's already open and wet vagina.

Liang Lina let out a groan.

Mr. Wang began thrusting amidst Liang Lina's moans, his buttocks rising and falling like a small hill. Watching his less than 10-centimeter penis powerfully thrusting in and out of Liang Lina's perfect, juicy vagina, I felt a mix of emotions. At first, it was jealousy, hatred, and humiliation, but gradually, my jealousy of my meticulous boss in bed turned into excitement. His sexual stamina was astonishing; he could thrust nearly 60 times in a row, not at a rapid pace, but with great strength. Often, while thrusting, he would tightly kiss the mouth of the girl beneath him, 31 years his junior, sucking on Liang Lina's fragrant tongue, inhaling her unique scent, and kneading her virgin-like breasts. He enjoyed sucking the essence from the young girl's body while wantonly ravaging her clitoris. Liang Lina's vagina seemed very tight, stretched wide open by Wang's penis. Her tender labia were wide open, her vulva overflowing with lustful fluid, the two labia powerfully gripping and sucking the penis. How I longed to know what it would feel like to make love with Liang Lina. I'd been her slave for three months, and aside from oral sex, my penis had never touched her clitoris.

The sight of Wang and Liang Lina having sex was unsightly. It was a transaction of ugly sexual desire between two generations in modern civilization. My penis was already erect. I didn't know if it was jealousy, disgust, or excitement, because it brought me a pleasure and satisfaction that my worshipped mistress could never give me. I could see that Liang Lina seemed to genuinely enjoy the pleasure and satisfaction of carnal desire; as her slave, her pleasure was, of course, my pleasure.

For the first time, I felt the power of money so profoundly. Because of his wealth, this ordinary-looking man, even in middle age, could still enjoy such things. He, with a wife, could so freely ravage young and beautiful girls, and obtain all of this so easily. While I, who considered myself extraordinary, could only end up like this.

A moment later, Mr. Wang, sweating slightly, rolled over onto the bed. Liang Lina immediately rolled over and straddled him, using her hand to insert the penis of this man, 31 years her senior, into her wet vagina. She moved on top of Mr. Wang, twisting her shapely buttocks up and down, the room filled with the sounds of their bodies rubbing together in the wetness of their lovemaking.

After a while, Mr. Wang rolled over again, picked Lina up, and made her kneel on the bed with her head facing inwards. He inserted his penis into her vagina from behind. Another round of sounds of flesh rubbing together in the wetness filled the room.

"You filthy slave, what do you think? Do you like watching?" Liang Lina gasped.

I didn't know how to answer. I remained silent.

Mr. Wang was already drenched in sweat, his hands constantly kneading Liang Lina's smooth, milky-white buttocks. Liang Lina's sexy anus opened and closed enticingly under Wang's kneading and thrusting, covered in her vaginal secretions and Wang's bodily fluids, like a mouth breathing.

After a while, Wang put Liang Lina on the bed again, pressing her down and continuing to ravage her.

Finally, amidst Lina's increasingly excited moans, Wang ejaculated, leaving a white stain on the mistress's vulva. She also seemed to have gushed some vaginal secretions. Wang, perhaps due to some kind of supplement, not only had a strong libido but also ejaculated a large amount of semen. He never used a condom when having sex with Lina and preferred to ejaculate directly inside her. This was also why Wang liked Liang Lina; Lina took birth control pills daily for his weekly visits and impromptu encounters in the office.

I checked my watch; they had been having sex for 14 minutes.

Wang lay on top of Lina for a few minutes before withdrawing his gradually softening penis and turning over to lie next to her. The moment he withdrew his wet penis, Liang Lina's vagina gushed forth her and Wang's bodily fluids like a spring, flowing down her labia and quickly covering her perineum and anus.

"Hurry up and lick it clean, what are you waiting for, you filthy slave?" the mistress lazily commanded. I immediately pounced on her, placing my mouth on the area with the most semen and began licking. It was

the first time I had tasted another man's semen, and a wave of nausea washed over me; I struggled to hold it in.

The room was immediately filled with the sound of my tongue licking and sucking on the mistress's wet genitals, drowning out the gradually subsiding breathing of Mr. Wang and the mistress. Liang Lina took some tissues from the bedside table and skillfully wiped Mr. Wang's limp penis head clean.

Mr. Wang had probably fallen asleep beside Liang Lina, emitting soft snores.

My tongue lingered around her anus the longest, licking for about ten minutes, completing the task assigned by the mistress. The mistress then stuffed the wad of tissues soaked with Mr. Wang's semen into my mouth.

"This is your reward, eat it," the mistress said softly.

I obediently swallowed it.

Mr. Wang was still napping.

Chapter 79 The Master's Girlfriend

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, I've been Manager Liang's servant for over half a year.

That night, I was using my tongue to clean several pairs of Manager Liang's shoes when I heard footsteps outside the door. I quickly crawled to the door. Good heavens! It's too late!! Manager Liang had already entered. I immediately knelt down and showered her toes with kisses. She looked down at me, nervously prostrating herself at your feet.

I stood there, trembling, knowing I would be punished for failing to greet you at the door on time. "Why didn't you greet your master at the door? You wretched dog!" Manager Liang must have encountered something unpleasant today, she said sharply.

Without arguing, I just kept licking her high heels, silently expressing my apology. She was somewhat angry, and casually took a leather whip hanging on the wall. The tip of the whip struck my bare back, burning as it licked my spine. I groaned in pain and counted for her: "1, thank you, 2, thank you..." After a dozen lashes, she put a dog collar around my neck and gestured for me to crawl behind you. She led me to the living room, and with each step I kissed your footprints.

"You will be punished for your mistake." Manager Liang sat down on the sofa, her left foot pushing me down, and her right foot shoving the heel of her high heel into my mouth. I wrapped my tongue around your heel and sucked on it. Her left foot stomped down hard, the studs digging into my ribs, and tears streamed down my face from the intense pain. Manager Liang mercilessly swung the whip again: "This will teach you a lesson." I kept twisting, trying to lessen the pain, but she showed no sign of stopping.

After a while, Manager Liang stopped.

"You filthy slave, make your master's feet feel better, wash and massage them." She stretched out her foot.

I knelt down again, took off Manager Liang's socks, took the cleaning solution from the bedside, and began massaging her feet... to relax her.

"You're a good slave, you little slut." "Thank you, Master... I just want to make you happy, Manager Liang." "You've done very well... Now clean my feet." I slowly lowered my head and began licking her feet... sucking each toe as if sucking a small penis.

"You like licking toes, don't you, slut?" "Yes, Manager Liang, I'd lick anything for you, Manager Liang." I gradually lay down at Manager Liang's feet, licking the soles of her feet, from heel to toe. Manager Liang relaxed and dozed off...

When Manager Liang woke up, I was still lying at her feet.

"Hey, you little slut." She placed her foot on my chest, "I'm hungry, go cook, but I need to pee first. Kneel up." I immediately knelt up, gently lifted her skirt, and enveloped her genitals with my mouth... This wasn't the first time she'd made me drink her urine. For the past few months, I'd drunk it at least once a day. Experience told me that not a single drop could be wasted, or I would be severely punished. Manager Liang controlled the flow of her urine, teasing me... sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes gushing, sometimes slow and steady. I drank it all down without wasting a single drop.

"Lick it clean, toilet paper!" Manager Liang commanded after she finished urinating.

I immediately licked her urethra with my tongue... licking clean every single drop of urine.

"Give my anus a good massage, you little slut."

I spread her buttocks apart with my hands and began licking her anus. How could this girl from Nanjing have so many tricks up her sleeve?

My breathing became heavy, and Manager Liang's even more so.

“Enough, you slut… I’m going to eat, but before I cook, I want you to wash your stinking mouth and dirty hands.”

As I got up to go to the kitchen, Manager Liang noticed my bulge.

“If you can’t control your little thing, I will, you understand?”

“Yes, Manager Liang, please forgive me.” I bowed my head and answered, then went to the kitchen to get the thermos, added water for Liang Lina’s tea, and went to prepare dinner.

The doorbell rang. A long-haired girl entered, wearing jeans and a short leather jacket, showing off her beautiful figure. She was Manager Liang’s friend, Zhou Liping: “Beautiful lady, are you punishing your slave again?” “Go greet my friend.” You kicked me. I immediately crawled to Zhou Liping, knelt in front of the girl, and kissed her shoes. She was wearing a pair of white sneakers.

“Look, Liping’s shoes are dirty, and you’re not even licking them clean for her. Serve her well, and I’ll reward you!” Manager Liang said to me as she turned and went inside. As I walked, I said to Zhou Liping, "You sit here for a bit, I'll go change and be right back."

I diligently served Zhou Liping, meticulously licking her shoes from top to bottom until a satisfied smile appeared on her face. I lowered my head and kissed her feet; she had a pair of sexy and beautiful feet, just like Manager Liang's.

I had known Zhou Liping for a long time; she was not only from the same hometown as Manager Liang but also her high school classmate, and she often came to the company to see her. She was 1.63 meters tall, not particularly pretty, but had a great figure—the kind of girl with long legs, a slim waist, and a shapely bottom. Her eyes weren't big, but her lips were full. She was the first to know about Manager Liang's relationship with me, and she had joined in two months ago, torturing me with Manager Liang.

"Prepare drinks for us." Hearing the order, I crawled to the kitchen. In the kitchen, I heard them discussing playing a game with me: blindfolding me and making me identify their feet, with punishment for mistakes.

The first step was to identify Manager Liang and Miss Liping by smell. Blindfolded, I was ordered to spin in place. "Crack!" A whip lashed across my body. I stopped, understanding, and crawled towards the foot that smacked its heel on the floor. A foot pressed against my nose, and I kissed it passionately, inhaling deeply. God! When I greeted Miss Zhou Li earlier, I felt her scent was very similar to Manager Liang's. Who was this? The foot moved away. "It's Master." I could only guess, but luckily I was right. As a reward, Manager Liang slapped me. "Thank you, Master!" My face burned with pain.

The second step was to identify by taste. I stopped spinning again, sucking on the beautiful foot in my mouth: "It's Master." This time I wasn't so lucky; I guessed wrong. This clearly enraged Zhou Liping. "What! Two months! You still can't recognize your aunt's feet, you useless dog!" Manager Liang added fuel to the fire, "Don't guess!" With that, two whips fell simultaneously. Two whips fell at the same time. Knowing it was futile, I still crawled to Zhou Liping's feet and passionately kissed my new mistress's feet to beg for her forgiveness.

Manager Liang was relentlessly whipping my back, and I lay on the ground in agony, clutching my head, my buttocks sticking up. Zhou Liping whipped my buttocks, and my mistress and Zhou Liping kicked me incessantly as they whipped me, the pointed toes of their high heels leaving me covered in bruises, until they were somewhat tired.

I immediately crawled over and kissed their beautiful feet to express my apology and gratitude. "Mistress, I feel a little thirsty," I asked my mistress, my mouth dry. "Wash our feet!" my mistress commanded.

I crawled into the bathroom and retrieved my mistress's foot basin and a bottle of Tsingtao beer. Beer foot baths are said to keep the skin shiny, and my mistress knew I loved Tsingtao beer. I used my teeth to untie the stockings on my mistress's garter belt, then used my lips to roll them off. Looking at my mistress's long, sexy, and divinely bestowed legs, my manhood slowly began to rise, while Zhou Liping mocked my useless symbol.

The mistress dipped her beautiful, sexy feet into the basin. Not daring to be negligent, I immediately began rubbing each of her toes with my nose, then massaged her feet with my tongue and lips. My lower body was already unbearably swollen.

"If you're thirsty, I'll allow you to drink all my foot bath water," the mistress finally showed mercy.

At this moment, Manager Liang, having changed her clothes, came over and asked me, "Look at my new clothes, do you like them?" I quickly looked up to see her new clothes.

She was wearing a black leather bra and black leather panties, with a black rubber penis attached to them. "How is it? Does it look good?" she asked again. "..."

"What? You damned slave, how dare you be indifferent to my new clothes? I'm going to punish you! Come here, suck my penis." I obediently crawled over, took the rubber penis in my mouth, and began to suck. "Is it good?" Zhou Liping asked. "Mmm... mmm..." Because my mouth was full of the rubber penis, I could only make muffled sounds.

"What? Not good? Then I'll add some more filling. Open your mouth!" Li Ping said. I quickly spat out the rubber dildo I was holding and opened my mouth towards Zhou Li Ping. She came over, held my chin with her hand, and made my face lift high. Zhou Li Ping spat at my open mouth. "Is it good?" Zhou Li Ping asked again.

I didn't have time to answer, so I swallowed the saliva in my mouth and opened my mouth again, answering her with my actions. Zhou Li Ping said, "You're so cheap! Okay, if you still want to eat, then bark like a dog twice."

I quickly barked "woof woof." "So lifelike!"

Zhou Li Ping praised, "Quick! Crawl around a couple more times and let us see." I quickly got up. "Crawl and bark at the same time!" Manager Liang ordered. So I barked again.

At this moment, Zhou Li Ping suddenly said, "I'm not playing anymore, I need to go to the toilet." "Go to the toilet for what? This is our toilet." "Manager Liang said, then ordered me, "What are you still standing there for? Help Zhou Liping!"

I quickly crawled under Zhou Liping, opened my mouth, and waited. After a while, a large amount of golden liquid gushed from Zhou Liping's private parts. I quickly caught it with my mouth and swallowed it in large gulps. What I couldn't swallow in time overflowed from my mouth and ran all over my face and body.

After Zhou Liping finished urinating, I stuck out my tongue to lick the urine that was still on her labia, licking until Zhou Liping was panting heavily, her breathing became rapid, and she still wouldn't stop. I felt that Zhou Liping's jade hole, which I had just licked clean, was starting to get wet again, and streams of lustful fluid were flowing out of the hole. I quickly put my mouth to it and swallowed her milky white fluid in large gulps.

At this moment, Manager Liang kicked me hard in the groin and cursed, "Damn it! You damned slave, I only asked you to help Zhou Liping urinate, who gave you the opportunity to lick her body?" "Looks like I have to punish you severely! Hurry up and stick your ass out!"

I quickly stuck my ass out! She used her hands to lift her buttocks, aimed her rubber penis at my anus, and forcefully thrust it in, all the way in, and began to pump incessantly. Although I felt a tearing pain in my anus, I still experienced immense pleasure.

I whispered, "Master, I'm going to cum." "Dare! If you dare to cum before I give the order, you know what the consequences will be!" Manager Liang said sternly. Hearing her stern threat, I became even more excited and couldn't hold back any longer, ejaculating instantly. "………………" "Now I'm finished," I thought, "Disobeying the master's orders will result in the most severe punishment—losing the right to serve the master. Never again will I have the chance to see the master, kiss her feet, drink her urine; this is a punishment more unbearable than the death penalty for me!"

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