[Wuxia] The Unconventional Life of a Woman from Jinling (Complete) - 18

Chapter 71 Starting Work

My seat was arranged in a corner of her office. The desk and chair were much smaller and lower than hers. All my activities could be monitored by Liang Lina. I could feel that Liang Lina often crossed her legs high and watched my every move from behind. Several times when I turned around, my face touched her feet. A few times, my face touched the instep of her feet covered by stockings. A few times, my face touched the toes of her feet wearing high heels. And once, what was even more unbearable was that her legs were crossed so high that when I stood up, my head actually touched the heel of her high heel. I was so humiliated that my face turned red, and I had to apologize to it.

She wasn't angry; instead, she smiled smugly and asked me, "Are my heels hard?" I said yes. She asked, "Are they pointed?" I said yes. She asked, "Are they high?" I said high. "How high?" she said, waving her slender, soft, white, and slightly fragrant feet above my head. She continued, "You estimate the number, with an error margin of no more than 0.5 centimeters. If you're right, I'll let you leave work 10 minutes early. If you're wrong, hmph, you'll have to kneel down at my feet and polish my shoes. How about it, dare you?"

This condition was simply too harsh. I hesitated, feeling both angry and somewhat helpless.

"You don't even have this much courage? How about this, if you're right, I'll give you a raise, a hundred yuan a month. But if you're wrong, you'll have to kneel down and polish my shoes every day?" "

The prospect of a raise was certainly tempting, so I agreed. I brought my face close to Liang Lina's foot, which was dangling above my head. Liang Lina looked satisfied when she saw my face so close and me gazing up at her feet like a servant. But then, as if afraid I'd see too clearly, she cunningly removed my foot from above my head and placed it on the ground. This forced me to kneel at her feet, my face almost touching the ground, to examine her heels closely. After only two or three seconds, she said, 'Alright, tell me, how high are my heels? You only have one chance.'

My answer was 8.5 centimeters. She ordered me to bring a ruler to measure, and the result was 7.2 centimeters. Clearly, I had no choice but to polish her shoes, and she didn't force me; I could only blame myself for being too stupid.

Liang Lina became excited, but feigned sympathy, saying, 'Oh dear, that's far off. And you're a draftsman, too. There's no way around it; we'll have to do it our way. You just kneel there and don't get up.' She pointed with her toe to the bottom drawer of her desk. 'The shoe brush and shoe polish are in there. Take them out.'" "

Following her instructions, I took out a shoe brush and shoe polish and began kneeling to polish her shoes.

'Don't rush, do you know how to polish shoes? First, you need to use a cloth to wipe off the dust on the shoes, and then apply shoe polish. Do you have a handkerchief?' she asked, looking down at me.

'Yes,' I said, taking out my handkerchief.

'Just use the handkerchief to wipe them for me first,' she said, laughing at her own overly teasing words.

I was already aroused by her words, my cheeks burning hot. I began to use my handkerchief to polish Liang Lina's shoes. Actually, her high heels weren't dirty. I had come to this point and had no choice but to serve Liang Lina with utmost respect. In order to win Liang Lina's appreciation, I polished with great effort, my face almost touching her feet. In a short while, sweat was already seeping from my face."

"Not bad, your shoe-shining skills are really good," Liang Lina said, noticing my sweat. "Stop for a moment, wipe the sweat from your brow with this handkerchief, otherwise it'll drip onto my shoes."

I had no choice but to use the handkerchief I'd just used to wipe Liang Lina's high heels to wipe the sweat from my face.

Liang Lina's insidious and ruthless nature filled me with a deep-seated hatred, yet I was also powerless against her. Faced with such a woman, I could only kneel at her feet and submit to her commands. Resistance was pointless, and I couldn't escape. Finding a job like this was hard-won, and besides, I didn't have any real skills, and I was honest and timid; I'd be bullied anywhere. It was better to be bullied by this girl from out of town. As long as I didn't consider myself a Shanghainese or a college graduate, and served her well, she wouldn't be too cruel to me.

Actually, a deeper reason why I submitted to her so quickly was a secret hidden deep in my heart. Deep down, I had a deeply rooted and intense sense of inferiority, especially in front of women. From a young age, I had been afraid of... Women, coupled with constant self-suggestion, have developed a strong tendency towards submission and masochism. Now, I get nervous and even weak-kneed whenever I see a woman. I involuntarily want to serve them, even to become their slave. It wasn't until before graduating from university that I learned about BDSM online, and that there are many men in the world like me who enjoy submitting to women.

Honestly, I completely and sincerely believe that alluring and beautiful women should conquer the world, and that promiscuous and strong women should rule the world like queens with their grandeur. This is probably why I still don't have a girlfriend. I'm afraid of women, sometimes with an almost pathological inferiority complex and self-destructive tendencies. This is why I succumbed so quickly to Liang Lina.

While thinking this, I meticulously polished her shoes—the uppers, toes, sides, heels—cleaning one shoe at a time, being especially careful to avoid getting shoe polish on her stockings. I treated her shoes like works of art, polishing them to a gleaming shine.

"Okay, that's enough for now." Liang Lina crossed her legs again, rotating her raised foot to check if it was clean from all angles. Once she thought it was acceptable, she switched legs and checked the other foot as well. Finally, the other foot passed as well. "Good, well done. From today onwards, you must polish my shoes like this every day before and after work. And if I go out on errands, you must kneel at my feet and polish my shoes before leaving and after returning. If you don't polish them properly, you'll be punished, understand? From now on, I am both your supervisor and your master. You are my subordinate and my servant. It's your own fault for being so incompetent." "As she spoke, Liang Lina placed her right foot, clad in a high heel, on my left shoulder.

'Yes, Manager Liang, I will definitely do my job well… I mean, I will definitely be your servant. From the first time I met you, I knew I… I… I am only fit to serve you, to be your… servant.' I said the last sentence with great difficulty, because it was so damaging to my self-esteem as a man.

Liang Lina seemed unexpectedly satisfied with my answer and smiled. 'You really think so? Well then, bow to me.'

She stomped her foot hard on my left shoulder, the heel hurting me deeply. It was that heel that made me Liang Lina's servant after only a month of working there. I bowed to Liang Lina three times in succession. She smiled and said, 'Why don't you just kowtow to me, like a servant kowtows to his master in a movie.'" "

I could hardly believe my ears. But my legs wouldn't obey me, and I slowly knelt down.

Amidst her laughter, I actually kowtowed to her. For the first time, I felt how humiliating this was; my face flushed red. But at the same time, I felt a thrill, only worried about being seen.

Just as I was about to raise my head after kowtowing, Liang Lina swiftly took her right foot off my left shoulder and pressed it down. I dared not make a sound; this lasted for about ten seconds.

Facing such a beautiful yet vicious girl as my boss, resistance was pointless, unless I didn't want the job. More importantly, I also..." I did indeed enjoy the feeling of kneeling at her feet. It seemed my subconscious desire to be abused by a woman had been awakened by her, not only because of her arrogance and sadistic tendencies, but also because I noticed over time that she was indeed very intelligent. She was quick-witted, and frankly, her intelligence and ability to handle situations were superior to mine. Being trampled under her feet was only natural, something I had to admit. Rather than that, I preferred to wholeheartedly and willingly serve her, secretly satisfying my deepest, unspeakable masochistic desires. I even thought that being a slave to such a beautiful and cunning woman might be my good fortune.

At the same time, I also learned about the ambiguous relationship between Liang Lina and General Manager Wang. Sometimes I could hear their laughter and playful banter in General Manager Wang's office, along with Liang Lina's moans, kissing sounds, and the sounds of her taking off her shoes and socks. Once, Liang Lina forgot to put on her pantyhose after being intimate, and came out of General Manager Wang's room bare-legged in high heels. Another time, they must have been intimate after I got off work, and Liang Lina left her pantyhose and underwear in General Manager Wang's room. I found them on General Manager Wang's chair the next morning when I was cleaning his room. I didn't know what to do. If I left them as they were, General Manager Wang would definitely know I had seen them. If I put them away, who would I give them to? In the end, I picked up the pantyhose and underwear and put them in an envelope. At that moment, I really wanted to touch them, smell them, lick them, put the pantyhose in my mouth, or put them on my penis. But the thought of Liang Lina made me tremble. I was really afraid of her. I had already psychologically submitted to her, and I didn't do it. As soon as Liang Lina arrived at work, I immediately knelt down and crawled to her feet. That day, Liang Lina wasn't wearing high heels, but rather a pair of black over-the-knee high-heeled leather boots with heels at least 10 centimeters high. These were brought back from Italy by Boss Wang specifically for Liang Lina, costing the equivalent of my annual income. She wore a black leather skirt, thick flesh-colored pantyhose, and a pair of black over-the-knee cotton socks,

with a section of the boot shaft peeking out. Liang Lina no longer wore business attire to work. I recounted the entire incident to her in an almost trembling voice, raising my hands above my head and handing her the envelope containing Liang Lina's pantyhose and underwear, begging for her forgiveness. Liang Lina was amused by my actions; clearly, she was satisfied and reassured by my piety and obedience, and therefore no longer cared about her affair with Boss Wang.

"Very good, you did the right thing, but you really didn't do anything improper to my stockings and panties?"

"Absolutely, this servant wouldn't dare utter a single lie." "But did you want to?"

Under Liang Lina's tyranny, I lost the ability to lie. "Yes, I wanted to. I wanted to hold up your stockings and smell them, because I...

" "Because of what?"

"Because I admire you, and I'm also afraid of you. You are my leader, my idol, my goddess, my queen... Doing this is already the highest reward for me.

" "Hahaha... hahahahaha" Liang Lina laughed so hard she could hardly breathe, and she almost fell over if she hadn't put her hands on her hips.

"Alright, from now on you'll call me that. I'm your queen." She paused and continued, "Just smelling?"

"I... I also want to... I also want to lick them."

"Hmph, that's more like it. Since you've been so obedient today, I'll let you have your way, but you're not allowed to use your hands."

"Thank you," I said, actually kowtowing to Liang Lina. Seeing my groveling appearance, Liang Lina, hands in her pockets, laughed incessantly.

Following Liang Lina's instructions, I found a piece of white paper, poured out the stockings and underwear from the envelope, placed my hands on the ground, knelt down, and brought my nose and mouth close. First, I smelled—fragrance, leather, urine, sweat. I was intoxicated. These scents were only found on wealthy women, and Liang Lina, just over a month ago, was dressed like a working girl. Liang Lina seemed to guess what I was thinking. Still using your hands? How can that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's genitals realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large-particle protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, experience a more realistic feeling... Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

"Do you know, this pair of pantyhose and underwear of mine is equivalent to your monthly salary. My monthly base salary is ten times yours. Before I even started working at the company, Boss Wang had already given me 100,000 yuan and bought me an apartment. I'm already driving the company's Santana to and from work, but Boss Wang promised to buy me a Honda Accord.

I had expected Liang Lina's income to be much higher than mine, but after hearing what she said, I was still stunned. I felt ashamed of my own incompetence. Liang Lina, standing in front of me with her hands on her hips and legs spread apart, looked so slender. Her legs alone were more than half the length of her height (while my proportions are the opposite). She was 1.72 meters tall, practically a goddess, a princess, or an empress. A short, honest man like me, who only knows how to do technical work, is only fit to be a slave to this smart and glamorous girl. Maybe this is my destiny." "What are you staring at? Hurry up and lick!"

"Yes, Manager Liang."

Five minutes later, Liang Lina ordered me to kneel in the corner, crumpling the pantyhose and underwear I had licked into a ball. "Open your mouth."

I realized what she was going to do, but since things had come to this point, I had no choice but to obey. I obediently opened my mouth. Liang Lina used her slender, white fingers to stuff the pantyhose and underwear into my mouth bit by bit, stretching it as wide as possible. Under Liang Lina's humiliation, the masochistic pleasure surged through my entire body again. She admired her masterpiece and my ecstatic state.

She kicked my erect genitals with her high heel. "You're really quite excited."

Liang Lina was indeed no ordinary woman. Not only was she seductive and liked by President Wang, but she was also very capable at work, quick-witted, decisive, ruthless, and cunning. Although I've read more books than her, I'm ashamed to say I'm far inferior to her in work and in dealing with people. She truly deserves admiration; a woman like that should naturally be high and mighty, enslaving others. Since that's the case, I might as well obediently become her slave, trampled under her feet and at her beck and call. I even consider it my glorious duty to be a servant to such a woman.

Just then, a series of white flashes appeared before my eyes. Liang Lina had actually taken pictures of my pathetic state. My legs went numb, yet I remained kneeling obediently, realizing I was finished.

Suddenly, there were footsteps in the hallway outside, followed by a knock on the door.

"Get up," Manager Liang ordered me.

Chapter 72 Becoming a "Slave"

Liang Lina held up the photograph, which was already taken at the time, in front of me. "Take a good look, Yan Chuan. From now on, if you don't listen to me, I'll not only fire you, but I'll also send this photo to your parents. Don't forget I have their addresses."

"You can't do that, Manager Liang." I was genuinely afraid.

"What can't I do? If you're scared, just listen to me."

I knew I was finished; I couldn't escape her grasp.

"Please don't, Manager Liang, I'll listen to you."

"From now on, you'll be my follower and servant. You'll do whatever I tell you to do."

She turned and sat down in the boss's chair. She crossed her legs, zipped up her boots with a whoosh, and took off her boots, revealing a leg clad in a black stocking. She grinned lewdly at me as she calmly removed one stocking.

What happened next was that she used this black stocking to cover my head, pulling it down to my neck, ordering me to enjoy her fragrant stocking. Because the stocking was black, I couldn't see anything; my mouth, nose, and eyes were being pleasured and violated by her. I don't know how much time passed. When

the blindfold was removed, it was probably afternoon, and I was starving. Liang Lina had already finished lunch, and the room was filled with the aroma of food.

Liang Lina ordered me to crawl on my knees in front of her, raise my face, and she used the tips of her tall boots to slowly remove the stockings and underwear stuffed in my mouth. Of course, the bottom of her boots brushed against my face several times during this process.

"Come on, eat. From now on, you'll eat like a dog, only with your mouth. If you dare to use your hands, I'll whip you ten times," she said, and then she actually took out a black leather whip from her purse and lashed my shoulder with lightning speed.

"Ah!"

"Haha, does it hurt?" "It hurts

."

"If you know it hurts, then behave yourself." She picked up the leftover lunchbox from the table, spat into it, and placed it at her feet.

"Say thank you, Manager Liang, for this delicious meal."

"Thank you, Manager Liang, for this delicious meal."

"Lick my boots first, both of them, and lick the heels clean too.

" "But...?"

"But what? Trying to rebel!"

I obeyed her orders and licked diligently. Because I was so hungry, I licked with great effort, earning her frequent praise. After twenty minutes, she finally gave the order, "Alright, you licked well. Eat now, like a dog. Oh, and bark twice first."

"Yes, woof, woof."

"Hahaha, hahahahaha, the camera above my head clicks."

"Eat it all, and lick the lunchbox clean." Liang Lina was born with the talent of an official.

While licking the lunchbox, I felt a foot in a high-heeled leather boot pressing down on my head, pressing hard, almost burying my face in the lunchbox.

From then on, I began to live the life of an office slave (that's what Liang Lina called me). Every day during her free time, Liang Lina would come up with various ways to train and discipline me. Of course, Liang Lina was relatively restrained when other colleagues were present, but our office was quite private, and we had many times alone together. In winter, she wore thigh-high boots to work every day. The office was warm, so I had to kneel and change her boots into high heels, which were over ten centimeters high. She had over a dozen pairs of high heels, filling a shoe cabinet. I had to match different styles of high heels to her shoes based on the color, material, and style of her stockings. Before putting on the shoes, I would kneel and hold her feet, clad in stockings or cotton socks, and inhale their fragrance. Sometimes she would take off her pantyhose (of course, I had to remove them with my mouth below the knees; if my mouth got the socks wet, I would be whipped) and order me to lick her toes and soles. She demanded that I use my lips, tongue, and teeth to massage her feet to satisfy her pleasure. After changing her shoes, I would hold her thigh-high boots and kneel in the corner to lick them clean as well.

A few months later, Liang Lina went further, turning me from her office servant into her personal slave. It all started when Liang Lina hired a part-time housekeeper to continue her routine, but she was very dissatisfied with the young girl from Jiangxi. A few days later, she had a sudden inspiration and thought of me.

That day, she took me to her apartment for the first time. It was a newly built high-rise apartment building near the central square. She lived on the 15th floor. It was a two-bedroom, two-living room, two-bathroom suite, about 100 square meters, exquisitely decorated, with little furniture, but the master bedroom was very tastefully furnished. She said the apartment and furniture were gifts from Mr. Wang.

"Want to play with me tonight?" she said gently.

"Yes. Of course I want to," I thought she wanted to have sex with me. In fact, she was determined to dig out my soul, trample it underfoot, make me tremble, cry, and beg for mercy whenever I saw her, to fear her like a woman fears a man. She was very confident in herself.

"People say that a whip that has swallowed water hurts a lot when it hits someone, do you want to try it?" Liang Lina asked, as if whispering to a lover.

My heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly said, "It's real, it's real, no need to try."

"What, are you scared? I insist on trying! Take off your clothes."

"No! No need!" I cried out. I could almost feel the whip striking my body. I had experienced the ruthlessness of this girl before, but I dared not disobey her.

"What, don't want to play with me anymore?"

"But,"

"But what?"

"I'm afraid of pain."

"You're only going to be whipped if you're afraid of pain. What's the point of whipping you if you're not in pain?"

"Why do you like whipping people?"

"It's my hobby. You're out of luck. You have to play with me."

I had no choice but to reluctantly take off my clothes.

Liang Lina's whip had already been soaked in water. It was a black, exquisitely designed hand whip, a classic type of adult toy, quite soft and resilient, looking more like a work of art. When this work of art struck my buttocks hard, all the beautiful imaginings vanished. I straightened my body in pain, my face contorted in agony.

Liang Lina laughed, "Comfortable, my slave?"

"Comfortable," I forced myself to stay upright, though I dared not resist, my body involuntarily jumping up.

"Alright, then I'll reward you with another lash!" Liang Lina used all her strength, and with another lash, "Crack!"—"Ouch!" I cried out.

"You cry out so sweetly! Come on! I'll reward you with another lash!"—"Crack!" "Ah—"

I screamed in agony, my hips twisting violently.

"Don't move, or I'll tie you up."

Each lash felt like fire burning my buttocks; the pain of the first lash now felt like a dull knife cutting into my skin. I knew that the pain of each lash would follow in succession, and sweat dripped down my forehead.

Fine beads of sweat also appeared on Liang Lina's forehead; she was exhausted. She had given it her all with each lash, and just three lashes felt like thirty. But she liked it this way, enjoyed every detail of torturing a man. She reached out and stroked my buttocks, then gently pulled down my ripped underwear, revealing my naked genitals. My penis, unusually hunched over in my dark pubic hair, trembled slightly, like a man shivering in a ball after being abused. That's exactly what I was like; my legs were shaking uncontrollably, and I was gasping for breath to alleviate the torment of the pain. I looked at Liang Lina with fear in my eyes. I hadn't expected her to be so ruthless today.

Liang Lina was pleased with my reaction. What she wanted was for this man to have genuine respect for her. Today was just the beginning; conquering a man seemed to be a pleasurable thing for her. A smile played on her lips, and I assumed she had given up. I forced a fawning smile back, a truly bitter one—but that bitter smile quickly froze, for Liang Lina's fourth lash struck my shoulder like a dragon emerging from the sea. My shoulder went numb at first, but in an instant, intense pain engulfed my entire body. The spot where the lash had struck felt like countless venomous snakes' fangs had gnawed at me; every inch was excruciatingly painful. What a long, drawn-out pain it was! Before I could even feel the first lash, the fifth lash followed like a shadow. There was almost no sound of the whip cracking; everything seemed to freeze. The only sound was the whip, no longer so thin, no longer so delicate. Like the tail of a deep-sea monster, it crashed down, overwhelming me. I collapsed like a rotten log. I wanted to resist, but I dared not. I felt I was about to die. My limbs clenched tightly, feeling every muscle being brutally and bloodily torn away. I could hear my bones cracking one by one. My neck was stiff, my face flushed, my tongue lolling out. Heavy breaths came one after another. After a long while, I suddenly let out a howl somewhere between human and beast, piercingly mournful, like the wailing of a wronged soul from hell. After that scream, I began to groan incessantly, my limbs twitching rhythmically, until I finally caught my breath.

Seeing my agonizing cries, Liang Lina's smile deepened. This way, the man was like a toy. She seemed to think I still had some strength; otherwise, those lashes would have knocked me unconscious! If those lashes had struck my inner thighs, they would probably have been even more effective. Liang Lina raised the whip again.

In a weak glance, I saw her raise the whip once more, and my already exhausted body suddenly found strength, and I knelt up with a "whoosh," crawling half a step forward and prostrating myself under Liang Lina's boots, kowtowing repeatedly, pleading, "Spare me! Manager Liang, spare me! Grandma! Grandma, please don't hit me anymore, please don't hit me anymore!"

My head slammed against the wooden floor, making a loud thud. Annoyed, Liang Lina stomped on my head: "What are you yelling about? What grandma? Am I that old?"

"No, no! I... I'm really afraid you'll hit me again, please don't hit me anymore! I'd even be willing to be your grandson, I'd do anything, just please, please don't hit me anymore! It hurts—waaaah!" I cried.

"Hmph! Be my grandson! You're not worthy!" Seeing how cowardly and weak I was, Liang Lina despised me even more.

"Shut up!" Liang Lina seemed to be thinking to herself what would be more interesting for her...

She made me kneel down and announced to me, "From now on, you are my personal slave. Not only will you work for me in the office, but you will also take care of my life after work, doing my laundry, cooking, and cleaning. If you do well and make me happy, I will reward you and give you a raise. If you don't do well, I will punish you and let you taste the flavor of my whip..."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely do well, I will definitely do well."

She assigned me the housework I was supposed to do, and I did housework for her for three hours in her house. I cleaned her messy room spotless.

From then on, I became even busier.

I went to work as usual, but every night I had to go to her house to serve her. After a month, she actually wanted me to move in with her completely, and I had to give her my entire salary every month for rent and living expenses.

I knew she was taking advantage of me, but I no longer had the courage to argue back; my legs would often tremble in her presence.

I was put in her maid's room, a tiny 6-square-meter room with no windows, so small it could only fit a bed.

I started working like crazy, getting up early and going to bed late, hoping to please her and genuinely wanting her to be happy, because I felt I had developed feelings for her—a complicated feeling that was hard to explain. I felt sad if I didn't see her for a day.

I got up an hour earlier than her every day. When she got up at 7:30, I had already prepared breakfast, packed her clothes, and even put her work bag on the chair by the door. I always came home an hour early after work to do housework, and spent the whole weekend at home serving her.

Gradually, during my time serving Liang Lina, I began to fall in love with her, but it was a love tinged with masochism, filled with awe and fear—an almost perverse love, yet intense, and arguably my first love. It was a one-sided love without much expectation, because Liang Lina didn't take me seriously at all. I was merely her servant, subordinate, slave. At the company, I called her Manager Liang; at home, I called her Mistress.

Liang Lina went to work every day, handling company affairs. She suddenly realized that having a servant by her side made life much easier and more interesting.

Chapter 73 Serving Manager Liang Manager

Liang loved wearing high heels—high-heeled leather shoes, high-heeled sandals, high-heeled slippers, all kinds. Her favorite was thigh-high high-heeled boots. Paired with various colored stockings, Manager Liang looked even more beautiful and sexy. Of course, I didn't just do housework for Manager Liang; whenever she came home, I had already prepared delicious meals for her and meticulously attended to her health and lifestyle.

On the first weekend after moving into her home, Liang Lina returned home from work. As usual, I knelt at the door to greet her, kissing each of her shoes, then took them off and kissed her feet.

Every day when Liang Lina came home, she would take off her business attire in the inner room and place it by the bed. Then she would come out, and I would have already prepared a comfortable armchair and tea for her in the living room. She loved the delicate fragrance of Longjing tea. But today, she was clearly tired. She went straight into the inner room and lay down on the bed without taking off her clothes. "Manager Liang, would you like a massage?" I asked softly.

"In a moment," she said

. Half an hour later, she came out. Sitting in the comfortable chair, Liang Lina ordered me to come over. I faced her and bowed my head.

"Take off your clothes," Liang Lina commanded.

She suddenly ordered me to undress completely. I was nervous yet excited, and immediately obeyed, stripping off my clothes and standing naked before her. The way she handled my penis seemed very experienced, unlike that of an unmarried girl.

Manager Liang carefully examined my penis and testicles, stroking them back and forth.

My penis grew larger, and Liang Lina glared at me, squeezing it in her hand.

"Who gave you permission, you filthy slave?" I pleaded timidly, "I'm sorry, Manager Liang. Please forgive me, Manager Liang." "Turn around and stick your ass out, you slut." "Thank you, Manager Liang, mistress." "I answered breathlessly.

Liang Lina continued to caress me, stopping at my anus, gently stroking its edge with her fingertips. She slowly began to slide her fingers inside, inserting them, while her other hand grasped my penis, gently caressing it. When her fingers touched my prostate inside my anus, she began to massage it while stroking my penis more and more forcefully. She stopped when she heard me breathing heavily.

She took off her skirt and panties, standing naked in front of me, letting me see her vulva for the first time.

"Do you like it, slave?"

"I like it so much, you are my idol, it is my greatest honor to see your body." I knelt on the ground, not knowing how to express my excitement. "What can I do for you, Manager Liang?" "

Massage my feet with your mouth."

Twenty minutes later, Manager Liang gave another order, "Give me oral sex."

I thought Liang Lina must have watched foreign porn with Boss Wang.

I immediately kissed her vulva. It was my first time licking a woman, and I found it very salty, which made me feel a little nauseous. I started licking her labia and sucking her clitoris. She put her hands on my head... Twenty minutes later, Liang Lina reached orgasm. My face was covered in her vaginal fluid.

"I need to pee," Manager Liang said. She swayed her hips and walked into the bathroom. I knelt behind her and crawled in.

"What are you doing here?"

"I... I thought you asked me to serve you."

"Okay... Kneel there and watch me pee."

After she finished peeing, she tore off a piece of toilet paper and wiped her genitals.

"Come here and lick my genitals clean." "

I've seen online stories of men being forced to drink women's urine, which excites me, and for the past few months I've often fantasized that Manager Liang would one day ask me to do the same. I leaned in, knelt on the bathroom tile floor, and continued to give her oral sex. Her urethra still bore the smell and traces of urine. Her urine was a little salty and slightly acidic.

I had another task: I had to satisfy Manager Liang's insatiable sexual desire. Whenever she needed it, I had to have sex with her. Manager Liang got satisfaction from me, and I got pleasure from her. I became Manager Liang's outlet; I had to serve her like a queen, kneeling at her feet and licking her toes. No matter what Manager Liang wore..." I've licked her feet, whether she was wearing high-heeled boots, high-heeled leather shoes, high-heeled sandals, high-heeled slippers, or even barefoot. My tongue often licked between each of Manager Liang's toes under her high heels. Manager Liang also frequently hung me up and whipped me with a leather whip, or stepped on me and whipped me with a whip. I was always completely naked at home, so my penis was always erect, and Manager Liang often played with it with her hands or feet, which I enjoyed.

Liang Lina was very satisfied; I did all the housework for her. What woman wouldn't want to come home and watch TV or read the newspaper while her "male subordinate/male slave" massages her feet? Her living quarters were much tidier than before.

Liang Lina sometimes had sex with me, but it was always her initiative in bed, and she only cared about her own satisfaction and pleasure. However, she found that the more she did this, the more excited I became, and the harder I tried to please her. Several times, she forbade me from hugging her body, allowing me only to satisfy her orally. She tied my hands behind my back, ordered me to kneel on the edge of the bed with my back arched, and spread her legs, one foot on the ground and the other on the edge of the bed, pressing her entire lower body against my face. When she became aroused, she had to use her hands to spread her labia majora and order me to use my tongue to please her.

Then she pressed her hands on my head and desperately rubbed her genitals against my face. I felt a sharp pain in my head from her pressing.

One evening, after watching TV, I habitually began kissing her lower body and caressing her buttocks. She cooperated by closing her eyes and slowly taking off her only underwear. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked at me, saying, "After being with you for so long, I know how to make you more excited!" Before I could react, she shoved her underwear into my mouth: "Don't spit it out!" she commanded. My penis instantly hardened.

She stood up, and I lay between her legs. She slowly raised her right foot and gently stepped on my nose with her toes. I had licked her toes many times before, but this time I felt a longing for her feet that I had never felt before. She saw through my thoughts: "You really want to lick them, don't you?" I nodded repeatedly. She smiled mysteriously: "Not so easy. Crawl down and kneel on the floor!" I couldn't believe my ears and quickly crawled down and knelt on the floor. She walked in front of me, and when I looked up at her, she stepped on my head, slamming my face hard against the floor. "Don't move, don't look!"

I heard her walk to the wardrobe and fuss for a while. "Get my new high-heeled sandals. Carry them with your mouth!" I looked up at her, still with her panties in my mouth, and stammered. She laughed. Then she said to me, "Don't spit out my panties. You have to carry my shoes like this. If you can't, you'll be in trouble!" I felt another surge of excitement. I crawled to the shoe rack, and to reach the shoes, I swallowed my underwear, feeling both uncomfortable and strangely comfortable!

When I crawled into the bedroom, I saw her wearing a tight black dress and black semi-transparent stockings. I placed the high heels beside her feet, and she slowly put her feet inside. All of this was happening right in front of me, and I almost ejaculated! "Spit out your underwear!" I opened my mouth and finally managed to spit it out. "Does it taste good?" I quickly replied, "It smells so good. So good." She put both her feet on my shoulders and back. I could only lie on the floor while she stood on top of me. "You like me like this, don't you?" "Yes, it feels so good!" At that moment, I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. I think she was stomping on me hard with her heels. She was using a lot of force because she was inexperienced and didn't know how much force I could withstand, but I still endured it.

She got down and walked in front of me: "Lick it, lick it clean!" I frantically stuck out my tongue and licked her high heels, her heels so thin and high, while she kept moving around, laughing happily, like she was playing with a dog, which excited me even more.

Suddenly she stopped moving, because they were leather high-heeled sandals, she lifted her right heel, exposing the sole of her foot. "Put your filthy tongue here!" She gestured for me to put my tongue between her foot and shoe, like an insole. I slowly stuck my tongue out as far as I could, placing it under her heel. Suddenly her foot stepped on my tongue, and she lifted her toes, as if she wanted to crush it off. I groaned in pain. She flattened her foot, but didn't let go. Seeing my tears, she asked, "Is it comfortable? Do you like it?" I couldn't speak, I just nodded. "Look at how much pain you're in, and you still say you like it, I'll let you play with me to your heart's content!" Hearing this, I was both excited and scared. Because she was inexperienced, who knew what else she might do?

She left the bedroom, retrieved her unwashed stockings and underwear from the bathroom, and came back in. She kicked my face, forcing me to lie flat on the floor. She tied my hands to the bedposts with the stockings, then ordered me to spread my legs, leaving me in a starfish position. She gently placed one foot on my penis, kneading and occasionally stomping on my testicles with her thin heel. Seeing me enjoying this, she suddenly stomped hard on my penis, causing me to cry out. She immediately stuffed several pairs of underwear into my mouth and tied stockings over my head to prevent me from spitting them out or crying out! "I'm going to make you cum!" she said, turning her back to me and sitting on my face, stroking my penis incessantly. The scent of her genitals filled my nostrils, and I could no longer restrain myself. A surge of heat erupted! I felt as if all my strength had been released.

She stood up. "Look how cheap you are, still enjoying yourself like this! I haven't had enough yet!" She sat on the edge of the bed, her feet landing right on my face. She used her heel to pull open the stockings binding my mouth. "Spit out my underwear!" My mouth was already numb, and I struggled to spit out my soaking wet underwear. Before I could catch my breath, she put one of her heels in my mouth. "Suck it clean." I had no choice but to suck on her heel as hard as I could, as if trying to swallow it whole. After a while, she pulled the heel out and stepped on my forehead with it. "Lick the soles of my shoes clean too. You're my slutty dog!" As soon as I stuck my tongue out, she stomped on it and rubbed it back and forth. My tongue was completely numb! She kept rubbing, and with increasing force, my lips and tongue were being ravaged under her high heels!

I kept groaning in pain. She ignored me. After a long while, she finally stopped. Then she said something I couldn't believe. "I'll give your tongue a little treat, open your mouth wide and drink my pee!"

She sat on my face again, pressing her genitals against my mouth, and a stream of fishy, foul-smelling liquid was forced down my throat. It was the first time I'd ever drunk pee; I felt both overwhelmed and longing for it. After urinating, she took off her shoes and stockings, wiped the remaining urine with the stockings, and then shoved them back into my mouth. "You'll sleep on the floor tonight, and the stockings will stay in your mouth until tomorrow morning!"

And so, she drifted off to sleep in bed! I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, still immersed in the excitement.

For some time now, our sex life had been constantly evolving, and we were constantly trying new things. Gradually, Liang Lina had become accustomed to and even enjoyed having a real servant and a tool for venting her frustrations. This had become a reality. When she had to go out at night, the process of serving and preparing her was also our intimate time. When she returned home, I helped her undress and made the bed for her.

We didn't sleep in the same bed. Sometimes she would tie one end of the dog leash around my neck to the foot of the bed, making me sleep under the bed next to the chamber pot. Sometimes she would deliberately drink more water before bed, and when she needed to urinate at night, she would tug on the leash, ordering me to crawl out from under the bed, watch me sleepily as she picked up the chamber pot and placed it under her. After urinating, she wouldn't use toilet paper, but would just tell me to lick it clean immediately.

One night, Manager Liang came home and lay down on the bed, ordering me to take off her underwear. I lifted her skirt and took off her underwear. She cooperated by slightly raising her buttocks. When I took off her underwear, I found she was wearing a menstrual pad, and she ordered me to put it inside my own underwear. There was a large bloodstain on the pad, and it was still warm from her body. When I placed it between my legs, my penis immediately became erect. Lina then ordered me to get a new sanitary napkin from the bathroom. When I returned, I saw her legs spread open, her vagina facing me. A small amount of menstrual fluid was leaking from her vulva. She unhooked her bra, playing with her breasts as she smiled and said to me, "Before you put a new sanitary napkin on me, lick my vagina clean first." I knelt down in front of the bed and put my head between her legs. I was nervous because I felt disgusted. At first, my tongue wandered around the areas around her vulva that weren't stained with menstrual blood. When she noticed, she squeezed my head tightly between her legs and commanded, "Lick it now, lick my menstrual blood!" I knew I couldn't refuse, so I closed my eyes and began licking her labia. The taste wasn't too bad. I started licking seriously. Once the menstrual blood was gone, my tongue explored as far inside as possible. She seemed increasingly excited, and finally, satisfied, she got up and said to me, "That's enough. Put a clean sanitary napkin on me. You'll serve me like this again in four hours."

Chapter 74 Yuan Chun's Reflections

Recently, Yu Xuan has been frequently away on business trips, and Luo Yuanchun needs to experience one or two orgasms a day on Lu Kai's penis and tongue. Having a young sex slave in the bedroom certainly makes life more fulfilling, and she's more willing to come home every day. Every night before bed, Lu Kai always tries his best to give her a thrilling, bone-melting orgasm, while trying not to make her sweat profusely, because she usually washes her face thoroughly with facial cleanser and applies night cream before going to bed, and she doesn't want to take a shower. This is quite a challenge for Lu Kai; usually, she'll spread her legs and let him lick her genitals for ten minutes or more until she's aroused. At this point, she would place her thighs on his shoulders, step on his waist and buttocks, and squeeze his head between her thighs, kneading him until she felt the urge for his penis. She would then have him mount her and gently insert himself, followed by vigorous thrusting. She would always lie on the bed, her arms around his neck or waist, stroking his strong muscles, comfortably enjoying the intense movement of his penis inside her. But she no longer kissed his mouth; it had long since become an organ for licking her buttocks and consuming her urine and feces.

Usually, after her sexual desire was satisfied, he would be drenched in sweat. Yuan Chun would give him two minutes to quickly take a shower, then return to serve her until she went to bed. He would then bring a mirror, help her put on a hood, and dress her in loose pajamas. Sometimes he would apply a fruit and vegetable face mask for her. Then, she would curl up naked under the down comforter, ready to sleep. Yuan Chun liked to close her eyes, lazily relaxing her entire body. After an orgasm, she easily relaxed completely. In the darkness, she touched Lu Kai's head, which was nestled between her thighs, his tongue helping her soothe her burning desire deep inside her thighs. Feeling his tongue sucking his own semen inside her vagina, she didn't care if there was enough oxygen in the blanket for Lu Kai to breathe, but it obviously wouldn't endanger his life. She felt a very comfortable sense of conquest. The young man nestled between her thighs under the blanket could be ravaged by her so freely, and could be ravaged forever.

After a while, in the hazy state before falling asleep, she felt Lu Kai's head moving downwards, followed by the rhythmic wriggling of his tongue in her anus. It was a familiar feeling that she had long been accustomed to and loved, and because of his tongue licking her every night before bed, she was now addicted. She couldn't fall asleep without his tongue wriggling there, just like she used to snuggle up to sleep on her lover's broad chest. Ah! Imagine a handsome young man willing to be your slave, his tongue constantly licking your anus—ah, what a life! Yuan Chun thought sweetly, gradually drifting off to sleep.

Lu Kai had long been accustomed to massaging his mistress's anus with his tongue to lull her to sleep. He usually waited until she was completely asleep before gently licking and kissing her for a few more minutes before quietly climbing out of bed, lying on the carpet at the foot of her bed, covering himself with a blanket, and sleeping. He made sure that when she woke up, he would be kneeling in front of the bed. He slept very quietly; otherwise, she would make him sleep outside. Of course, when Yu Xuan was home, he would go back to his basement to sleep. These past few days, he had already gotten used to sleeping on the carpet next to her bed.

He would carefully record what time she fell asleep and what time she woke up each day. He had heard somewhere that people who sleep seven hours a day live the longest. He told her that she usually fell asleep around 11:30-40 pm and woke up around 7:10 am, about seven and a half hours a night. If his mistress slept less than seven hours a day, he would be very anxious, worried about her physical and emotional well-being. If she was too tired the day before and slept more than eight hours, he would wake her up.

This kid really serves me diligently; thinking of this, Luo Yuanchun sometimes felt a warmth in her heart.

Sometimes, Luo Yuanchun felt very sorry for Lu Kai's parents. They had raised him with great difficulty, but he had fallen into her hands at such a young age, becoming her slave, serving her, and allowing her to abuse him. He had wasted so many years of schooling, only to end up licking her anus—a huge waste. But what could she do? That's how the world is these days; some men might not even have such an opportunity.

Luo Yuanchun not only didn't treat Lu Kai as a human being, but she also particularly enjoyed this despicable feeling of tormenting him.

Every morning when she opened her eyes, Yuanchun would laze in bed for a while, often letting him stick his head under the covers to lick her genitals or drink her first morning urine. If she wanted to release the swelling in her bladder through his mouth, she would say, "Catch it." After a short while, he would immediately bring over a plastic sheet about half a meter square. Once she rolled to one side of the bed, he would skillfully place the plastic sheet under the sheet on top of the cotton mattress to prevent her urine from soaking into the mattress and the expensive imported Simons spring mattress. Then she would roll over, lying on the sheet with the plastic sheet underneath, spread her legs, and let his head in. After his mouth was locked on her urethra, he would open her urethra. Touching his head buried deep in her thighs, she would release her head urine into his mouth. Then, she would stretch and let him lick her clitoris, experiencing her first orgasm on his tongue after urinating—it was truly pleasurable. Now they didn't even need the plastic sheet anymore, because Lu Kai could drink it all, almost without spilling a drop.

It's said that the feeling of needing to urinate upon waking in the morning further increases a woman's sexual desire. Studies have found that this time of day is the easiest time to achieve orgasm through sex, but the hectic morning schedule often leaves many office workers with no time to express their surging passion. Yuan Chun, however, doesn't have this problem. She can have whatever she wants. So, usually, her first orgasm of the day comes from his mouth and tongue.

In a hazy state, she can feel something strange transmitted from the slave's tongue to her vagina, clitoris, and even her heart—a feeling of being loved and revered, which she finds very pleasurable. Her heart hesitates for a moment, then a warm current, as if electrocuted, flows from her heart into her warm, moist lower body. Her orgasm is so intense that she can feel several warm currents flowing out of her body. The boy's tongue beneath her becomes even gentler, the caressing of her clitoris turning into sucking on her urethra.

Luo Yuanchun let out a soft sigh as urine trickled into Kainu's body. "Drink it, it's a gift from your master."...

Aging is an inevitable natural process, but out of love for her, Lu Kai began studying physiology, nutrition, and gynecology. He knew he wanted to understand how to arrange her daily life, how to adjust her habits to make them more reasonable, and how to slow down her aging process. He seemed particularly afraid of her getting old.

Now, he insisted that Luo Yuanchun drink a glass of milk every day, because milk is high in calcium and quite nutritious. Drinking a glass of milk every day allows her to absorb an extra 3 grams of protein, which is very beneficial for strengthening her physique and maintaining healthy bones and teeth. To ensure her health and longevity, he knew that her breakfast had to be substantial, as it was the most important meal of the day. Therefore, he spent considerable effort preparing her breakfast every day. It could include a bowl of rice porridge, some oatmeal, an egg, and a slice of ham or sausage. A hearty breakfast would provide her body with the energy it needed to keep her energetic throughout the day.

He now urges Luo Yuanchun to drink at least two to three liters of water every day, because water has a magical effect on physical and mental vitality. It can improve breathing, regulate joints and muscles, and reduce fatigue. Generally, she drinks about two liters of boiled water daily. However, if she exercises, travels by plane, or has a cold, she needs to drink even more water. Because she insists on going to the gym every day, she drinks even more water. Every day when she returns home, Lu Kai asks her if she has drunk water and how much.

Lu Kai pays special attention to ensuring she eats plenty of fruit every day. He supervises her to eat at least two apples, three to four oranges, and one pear daily. She has always loved fruit and brings home seasonal fruits every day, such as strawberries, grapes, peaches, pineapples, and watermelons. He especially makes sure she eats plenty of bananas. Bananas are rich in vitamins A, B, C, and E, as well as iron, and also contain phosphorus and minerals that help balance the body's acid-base levels, making them one of the best health foods for boosting energy and alertness. But she suspected another reason was that bananas could relieve constipation, and since he attended to her every day at the toilet, he probably wanted her bowel movements to be smooth.

Lu Kai was not only diligent but also frequently showed genuine concern for her daily needs. Recently, he started growing flowers in the villa because several books said that smelling flowers could refresh the mind and slow down aging. Indeed, plants and flowers can soothe nerves and bring a relaxed and pleasant mood.

In fact, for women, regular swimming is a great way to prevent aging. Swimming is an excellent exercise for relaxing the mind and body, as water has a calming effect and is very beneficial to physical and mental health. I enjoy swimming and swim for 40 minutes once a week. I also pay close attention to regular outdoor activities. Regular outdoor activities, such as breathing fresh air, sunbathing, hiking, trekking, and doing gymnastics, promote metabolism and blood circulation, and enhance immunity. Sometimes she would take Lu Kai hiking, and in secluded spots on the mountain, she would make him strip naked and let her whip him. She told him that whipping him was also a form of exercise for her.

Of course, maintaining cleanliness and hygiene is very important for health. Lu Kai insisted on regularly airing out her bedding and opening the windows for ventilation. Her underwear was changed daily. Although washing hands before meals and after using the toilet was a lesson she'd known since childhood, Lu Kai would still remind her to wash her hands before meals. As for after using the toilet, Lu Kai didn't remind her, because since he became her toilet slave, she didn't need to use her hands at all. He would place the toilet seat for her, flush the toilet after she used it, and his tongue would handle all the cleaning for her lower body. Thanks to his attentive tongue, her anus and urethra were always spotless before she pulled up her underwear. She never ate rotten or unclean food, brushed her teeth morning and night, rinsed her mouth after meals, and took a bath every night, often soaking in a hot bath for 20 minutes. This was probably her secret to looking 10 years younger than other women.

An article in a magazine said that women in their 30s should start preventing wrinkles. Regardless of skin type, moisturizing skincare products should be used daily to maintain skin's softness and elasticity. Luo Yuanchun knows that women in their 40s should prevent their skin from losing its radiance, so she pays great attention to facial care. She always chooses face creams without any side effects and does a face mask twice a week. At this age, improper skin care first manifests as a loss of radiance. She uses fruit juice or fruit acid-based cosmetics to remove dead skin cells and promote the growth of new cells. She also focuses on nourishing her skin. Because hormonal imbalances can occur, skin begins to sag once it starts to dehydrate, so her beautician advises her to replenish moisture and nutrients promptly. She uses anti-wrinkle, hydrating, and regenerating face creams morning and night. To prevent crow's feet around the eyes and mouth, she uses vitamin E masks and collagen masks and gets regular massages. Recently, she's been using fruit and vegetable masks for skincare. Cucumber, watermelon rind, and almonds (soaked, peeled, and crushed) are mixed with egg white to make a mask. She applies it every night before bed, leaves it on overnight, and washes it off with warm water the next morning. This not only removes dark spots and reduces wrinkles but also moisturizes the skin.

Lu Kai quickly learned to give her facial massages, and now he is Luo Yuanchun's full-time massage therapist, giving her at least half an hour every day.

In fact, a key factor in keeping a woman young is having a fulfilling and healthy career. Traveling abroad, shopping, exercising… women with careers are less constrained by age, and their surrounding environment is also important—everyone is vibrant. In such an environment, youthful vitality naturally returns to her. This is why she likes to wear jeans and dress youthfully. Looking at her tightly wrapped waist and hips in the mirror, she felt a youthful feeling, an indescribable warmth welling up in her heart.

At 7:30 in the morning, she woke up. Seven and a half hours of sleep left Luo Yuanchun feeling warm and lazy. She shifted slightly in bed and immediately heard Lu Kai's voice from below: "Good morning, Master." Almost every morning, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was the young man kneeling before her bed, calling her "Master." Being his master, seeing his loving gaze, made her feel very happy. He no longer possessed the mystery and perfection a woman intentionally cultivated. Opening one's eyes first thing in the morning is always the most unseemly time for a woman; her face is unwashed, she hasn't put on makeup, and her breath may smell. But in front of Lu Kai, she no longer needed to hide anything. No matter what she looked like, his eyes revealed a fervent, infatuated adoration for her. Yet, for some reason, whenever she saw him, she wanted to torment him, ravage him, and abuse him. Usually, she would stretch in bed, turn to her side, and simply command, "Get on top." He would immediately pull back her blanket, knowingly placing his head between her bare thighs. She never wore underwear to bed, and she would slightly part her legs to let his face in. He would then begin earnestly and eagerly licking her genitals. At this time, her genitals were at their dirtiest, with a considerable amount of white, sometimes sticky, discharge from the night's sleep—quite disgusting. But Lu Kai never hesitated, immediately licking her wholeheartedly, his tongue occasionally slipping down to lick her anus. She thought the smell there in the morning must be disgusting, but she knew he liked to lick it, so she let him lick it! He licked so intently. This was their essential morning routine; this was how their day always began.

Ever since Lu Kai tasted her menstrual blood, he had become her true toilet slave, even serving her menstrual flow with his mouth. At first, he seemed a little uncomfortable, but he quickly adapted, and seemed to really enjoy her bloodied genitals, because he licked so intently, like a lover in the throes of passion, frantically licking her menstrual blood, often getting his mouth and face covered in blood. She was sure he consumed quite a bit each time. After a few months, he not only completely overcame his last psychological barrier but could also skillfully distinguish what constituted normal vaginal discharge. He said he was secretly reading gynecology books.

To differentiate abnormal discharge from normal discharge, he quickly figured out her menstrual cycle and knew whether her vagina would produce normal discharge as her menstrual cycle changed. Without it, the vagina would become dry and wrinkled like parchment. Just as the mouth needs saliva, the vagina needs lubrication.

Although she had undergone a tubal ligation, her menstrual cycle was still very regular, around the 5th of each month. Counting from the first day of her first period, it was difficult to distinguish normal discharge from menstrual blood in the first few days. After her period, she felt very dry, meaning she didn't feel any discharge, and there were no traces on her underwear. Actually, although she didn't notice anything, the vagina still regulated its own moisture through the shedding of the inner wall and the seepage of secretions. At this time, the cervix had no mucus and was acidic, so sperm could not survive there. At this time, Lu Kai was very willing to lick her, even though he told her that her vagina was very acidic. And she also liked him to lick her. Firstly, his tongue could moisten her vagina, and secondly, because at this time she was also very aroused, had a strong libido, and was very willing to have sex with a man and accept his caresses.

A few days later, approaching her ovulation period, the cervix began to secrete mucus that flowed into the uterus to lubricate the inner wall of the uterus, theoretically creating a good environment for sperm. At this time, her discharge increased and flowed from her vagina, leaving visible stains on her underwear. Her underwear was soaked, and her labia majora and minora were very moist. A quick wipe with toilet paper revealed this. Lu Kai, a keen observer, told her that her discharge during this period was white, slightly yellowish, sticky, clear, and shiny, sometimes resembling light cream, and not very abundant. Initially, he was worried, but she reassured him that this was normal.

As ovulation approached, her discharge increased, becoming clear and viscous. Lu Kai had taken a small amount to observe and found it to be viscous and elastic, like lubricant. After ovulation, the mucus immediately changed, becoming dry again, or the discharge solidified. The cervix was covered by the mucous membrane, and there was almost no discharge. This condition would persist until menstruation, at which point everything would start anew. This was her most sexually active period; she almost always slept with men who were attracted to her and whom she did not find offensive. Of course, she insisted that some of them use condoms because she worried that officials who frequently philandered might contract diseases from other women.

If there's no itching or swelling, and the vaginal discharge has no unusual odor, it can be considered normal. Generally speaking, the amount and consistency of the discharge vary from person to person. There can also be very heavy flow, with a lot of cervical mucus and a large amount of shed keratin, sometimes as clear as water. She found that sometimes when she had sex too frequently, especially when she experienced many and prolonged uterine orgasms, her menstrual flow was heavier, and her discharge was also more abundant. Xiaoman said this somewhat affected her health.

Xiaoman, her "family doctor," told Luo Yuanchun that after a night's rest, morning sex was best, not only because her energy had recovered, but also because, physiologically speaking, the concentration of adrenaline in the body was at its highest, and libido was strongest at this time. Having sex during this time allowed her to quickly enter a state of sexual arousal. Although she wouldn't get immediate rest after sex, the physical exertion from morning sex was minimal, so it didn't matter much. Recently, she particularly enjoyed morning sex because she didn't feel tired or uncomfortable afterward, and Lu Kai was always the one who did most of the work.

Usually, her first orgasm of the day began with Lu Kai's skilled tongue. He licked earnestly and passionately, his warm, moist tongue full of feeling, and he knew how to make her feel good, how to use his fingers to coordinate with her anus, gradually bringing her to a climax. Sometimes, she would order him to come up and serve her with his penis, because at that moment she really wanted a man's penis, and he would thrust violently and forcefully, even faster than Yu Xuan, until she achieved a true vaginal orgasm. Sometimes she would feel her bladder was bulging, and if she was feeling lazy and playful, she would let him catch her urine with his mouth, and then have him continue to give her oral sex after she finished. He was always obedient, drinking every last drop of urine, no matter how much was in her bladder. Of course, she tried to control the flow, but she couldn't guarantee that it wouldn't splash onto the sheets. She had once demanded that he not waste a single drop, but later realized that was impossible. So she stopped pressuring him; he would quickly change the sheets if the urine got wet. His ability to catch and drink urine improved rapidly; in less than six months, he could drink almost 99% of her urine in one go. What a convenient living toilet! Besides Lindan and her sister, she didn't know of any other woman in Nanjing who could enjoy such a lifestyle. She had worried that he might get uremia, so Xiaoman had him take an anti-inflammatory drug regularly. It was said that hospitals no longer used this drug because of its side effects; indeed, Lu Kai had now lost his sense of smell, and his nose couldn't detect any odors. That was fine; while he licked her buttocks, she could fart into his mouth at will (though she wasn't a fan of farting), because he couldn't smell anything.

After urinating, Luo Yuanchun would have him continue to give her oral sex until she was aroused. Then she would have him penetrate her again until she wanted to take the woman-on-top position, pinning him beneath her, possessing him without restraint, enjoying his strong body, and going wild together until she reached orgasm. At this time, he was always flushed with excitement, and sometimes he would shed tears. He would whisper, repeating, "I love you, master, I love you." "Is that so? My beloved slave?" she asked knowingly, knowing how much he loved her. This pleased her greatly. Women need to be loved, and Luo Yuanchun, as the master, was no exception. Then, she would go to take a shower. He would kneel respectfully beside the bathtub, holding her underwear to change into.

After putting on her underwear, she would begin to dress up, while he went downstairs to prepare breakfast for her. Every day when she went downstairs, she would find Lu Kai had already placed the breakfast he had carefully prepared on the breakfast table next to the kitchen. There was her favorite porridge, lotus seed paste buns, bread, hot milk, poached eggs, and a large plate of fruit. When she sat at the breakfast table, he would obediently kneel at her feet, waiting for her to use him at any time.

After the age of 30, women's sexual psychology and physiology become more mature. Around the age of 40, due to declining ovarian function and increased androgen levels, women's libido is relatively high; therefore, women are more prone to "sexual hunger." Women in this age group should, of course, pay more attention to protecting their appearance and cultivating their temperament, maintaining their feminine attractiveness to ensure a more fulfilling and higher-quality sex life. Some Western sexologists, with a slightly extreme view, say, "Women reach their peak of sexual desire at 40."

As a lustful woman entering this age, having such a submissive and devoted young man as her slave, Luo Yuanchun truly felt quite fortunate. Consider this: Lu Kai was a full 17 years younger than her. Sometimes, she felt a touch of pity and affection for him, but she didn't have the same sexual and romantic impulses she felt for Li Gang and Dawei. She was simply using this young man's adoration and love, enjoying his service. Sometimes she felt selfish and immoral, extremely "exploiting" and "oppressing" this young man, but she couldn't control herself, and she enjoyed the feeling of exploiting, tormenting, and ravaging him. She genuinely felt that he was born to serve her, that he was born for her, Luo Yuanchun, that his tongue was born to lick her ass, and that his parents raising him hadn't been easy. But it seemed entirely for her, Luo Yuanchun. Therefore, she couldn't not use him, otherwise she would be going against the will of heaven, against the laws of nature. Sometimes, she felt she was truly living like a queen, somewhat like Empress Dowager Cixi and Empress Wu Zetian.

Now, she had completely turned Lu Kai into her toilet slave. She still remembered the indescribable turmoil she felt when she first heard her cousin Qi Ying in America talk about how she turned a man into her toilet. Although Yu Xuan was also her "slave husband," she didn't want to turn him into a toilet slave; she only wanted him to be a submissive slave husband, whom she could mentally abuse. Lu Kai was different; he was completely controlled by her, to the point where she could debase him at will. She was his master, and he was her slave—this was very clear in their relationship. She wanted him to be absolutely submissive. Her body was a sacred body that was "unattainable" to him, something to be revered. Like a goddess, she was cherished like jade, worthy of his utmost reverence and sincere admiration, and requiring his deepest care and most thorough service to please her. Every command she gave, whether spoken or implied, had to be strictly executed without the slightest negligence or questioning. Providing her with all sorts of conveniences and sexual services, bringing her physical health, comfort, and mental pleasure, was the sole value of his existence as a lowly slave.

Six months ago, Luo Yuanchun felt his servility had matured to the point where he could become a toilet slave, because he had developed a psychological craving and attachment to her excrement. For the past few months, he had been serving her in the bathroom, and each time she finished, he would lick her buttocks clean. She liked him licking her, not just because of the sensation of his warm tongue moving over her dirty anus. She preferred the psychological feeling that moment brought her. He had been secretly preparing bananas for her and constantly begging her to defecate and feed him, while insisting on licking her clean with his tongue after each bowel movement. She could sense his extreme adoration and desire for her feces from the passionate look on his face as he licked her dirty anus. Sometimes she couldn't believe she could control such a young man to this extent. It hadn't even been two years since she met him.

Later, she finally decided to defecate in his mouth. It was a weekend, just a week after she had given birth to Jiangsu Minsheng.

The feeling of defecating in his mouth for the first time was truly amazing. She felt excited and hot all over, and couldn't help but play with her clitoris. He actually ate her feces without hesitation. She thought she would often defecate for him because she liked the feeling. It was so wonderful, so stimulating.

As a slave, Lu Kai had to place her above everything else. In fact, in the process of training him into a toilet slave, she was also providing him with the most personal and thorough opportunity to serve her, allowing him to demonstrate his utmost submission and loyalty. Cousin Qi Ying must have trained her slaves in the same way. Toilet slave training isn't a mandatory course for all slaves in master-slave relationships, but it's definitely a most special form of instruction and a most reliable form of control, enabling the master to enjoy the most thorough service. What could make you feel more utterly worshipped and served than having a man kneel behind you every day, eating your excrement? Luo Yuanchun liked to train him into a toilet slave like Yan Chuan, a living toilet that could be used anytime, anywhere, a slave who longed for me to directly defecate from his anus to feed him every day. Luo Yuanchun was certain that if she wanted to test and demonstrate her absolute authority and complete control over her slaves, training them into toilet and excrement slaves was the most effective way. It seems Cousin Qi Ying said the same thing. For some time now, she had been depriving him of his sexual freedom, maintaining an insurmountable physical distance. She knew that if she intended for Lu Kai to have any physical contact with her, she should, under normal circumstances, resolutely prevent such a possibility. He was in the prime of his youth, and when his sexuality was deprived and controlled for a long time, he would have an unstoppable, inexhaustible desire, willingly submitting to becoming a toilet slave. Because this was his only chance to touch her body and genitals. All the humiliation and pain he endured daily, all his desire to please her, even at the cost of his life, was entrusted to his tongue to please the deepest part of her thighs, the gift from her rectum, for a single moment each day. Therefore, he would cherish this opportunity with gratitude. He would savor the "holy water" discharged from her urethra and taste the "gold" excreted from her anus, eating and dressing warmly because it was produced within her body. He willingly endured being beaten, scolded, humiliated, enslaved, and used without any restrictions; he relished smelling, kissing, and licking her armpit hair, her socks, her underwear, her panties, her menstrual pads, her pubic hair, and her anus. To obtain this opportunity, he would race against time, serve her meticulously, willingly accept even the most unspeakable shame and the cruelest torture, willingly eat her excrement, and do everything in his power to please her. She most loved to admire the look of fear burning in his eyes under such intense desire. That deepest submission gave her the most moving and rarest happiness in all her imagination. No lover, no boyfriend, no husband could be so intimately and deeply integrated with her body and mind as a toilet slave, could express his admiration and love for her by eating her excrement. At the same time, once a slave is trained to be a toilet slave, he will be constantly aware of his most lowly slave status, and cannot afford to be negligent or presumptuous for even a moment. She only shared her bathroom with her toilet slave, a private corner they shared. It was here that her toilet slave gave her his deepest affection, his deepest submission, his deepest servility. No one else could have imagined or done this.

Lindan told the Gang of Four, "The toilet slave is my private chamber pot, my living toilet. I can defecate and urinate in his mouth anytime, anywhere, and I don't need to clean or flush the 'chamber pot' afterward. This is my privilege and monopoly as the master, and he must regard every 'favor' as an honor and a reward, and be grateful for it." Luo Yuanchun would order Lu Kai to beg for her "reward" before she defecated or urinated, and to beg her to clean her excretory organs with his tongue afterward. After satisfying her sexual desire, before she went into the bathroom, she would enjoy a wonderful time with Lu Kai's mouth. Tongue service. Although she didn't particularly enjoy the direct feeding where she defecated directly into his mouth every day, she absolutely loved the feeling of Lu Kai's tongue moving warmly and lubricatedly over the place where she "produced" holy water and gold. She wanted to feel that every day. To this end, she often ordered Lu Kai to fix his head between her legs, watch her urinate, then lean in and lick her genitals clean with his hungry tongue. Finally, she would use toilet paper and make him chew and swallow the soft tissue.

Before she took a bath, she would often have Lu Kai lick her clitoris and anus. She did this to give him a little treat, to tease him, to arouse him; she loved playing with him like this. Her slaves also had to express gratitude to people or things that brought her pleasure. For example, she would order him to lick the dildo she had used clean and then thank it with constant kisses, or to perform oral sex on the dildo and kowtow to it in gratitude. She also sometimes made him perform oral sex on Mike, Dave, Nick, and even Yu Xuan. Whenever she witnessed such scenes, she felt a strange excitement and a sense of novelty, because she had actually trained a man to be like this in this world. Or, she would order him to clean her with toilet paper, but afterwards she would make him smell, kiss, and lick the used toilet paper until it was usable again. When she was in a bad mood, she would also defecate in his mouth to remind him of his subservient status. This kind of feeding and training wasn't frequent, but whenever she was in a good mood, she would give him this reward, a chance to admire her, and a test of his subservience, making him eat all of her excrement that day, leaving nothing behind; she found it to be the best toilet in the world, soft, comfortable, and hygienic. One "full defecation" would cause him stomach pain for two days. Sometimes she even had more insane thoughts, wanting to completely cut off his normal diet, making him survive solely on her feces and urine, supplemented only with essential vitamins; she wanted to test the limits of a man's life, to see how long he could endure it. But she never dared to put this idea into practice, fearing it would lead to someone's death. She didn't want Lu Kai to die too soon. He still had considerable practical value to her, given her laziness and love of pleasure.

At first, she felt somewhat uncomfortable, embarrassed, and guilty about ordering someone (even her slave) to lick her genitals after sex, after urinating or defecating, before showering, or even whenever she wanted. It sounded so filthy and disgusting. However, after experiencing it once, she became addicted. Now she felt she couldn't go a day without this service. Why couldn't she have a second orgasm after sex? Why couldn't she have a sexually frustrated "sex prostitute" passionately licking and kissing her while her vagina was still throbbing, adding to her pleasure? Experiencing a second orgasm after an orgasm is not a privilege every woman is fortunate enough to enjoy. Having someone lick her genitals after intercourse is a pleasure enjoyed by only a very few women. She was certain that if she refused such pleasure, she would miss out on a thrilling experience. And after sex, having her slave lick her vulva and anus clean was also a way for him to experience the pleasure his master enjoyed. So, since she usually restricted Lu Kai's sexual expression and deprived him of his sexual freedom—her slave could neither touch her body nor have sex with her—why couldn't she give her sex toy a chance? Why couldn't she use this sex toy to her heart's content? Wasn't this what he was doing by her side?

On ordinary days, the only places she allowed her toilet slave to touch, where he could passionately smell and lick her buttocks, her toes, and her armpit hair, were the places she permitted him to express his love and loyalty. She commanded him to lick the tips and heels of her shoes, her socks, and her worn underwear. And that was it; she wouldn't give him any more "sweeteners." So, when she was showering or taking a bath, and when he was allowed to touch any part of her body, he would be overjoyed and grateful. She liked to wear garter stockings, stockings, or simply a short leather outfit; she also liked to wear a silk bra underneath a floor-length robe, making the whole room sexy and ethereal. Sometimes, she would deliberately dress casually, exposing her breasts in only a pink bikini and black high-heeled boots, walking around the room, letting her figure and scent intoxicate his eyes and ears. Sometimes she was even completely naked. Whether she was dressed formally or casually, or even naked, she could arbitrarily command Lu Kai—her toilet slave—to crawl over and lick her shoes, her feet, her armpits, her buttocks. Sometimes, her feet were unwashed and smelly. It didn't matter; that was what her toilet slave wanted to lick. The humiliation she inflicted on her slave had no limits. Whatever she commanded her toilet slave to do, however she commanded, even the most unbearable and unimaginable things, he had no choice but to obey. After all, this was his only chance to touch her body, and she knew how much he craved it! Sometimes she asked herself: why could he so suppress his sexual hunger, willingly be deprived and controlled sexually, endure such endless humiliation and merciless torment without daring to speak out? She knew then, it was determined by his lowly position—he was merely a slave! This was his unchanging position throughout his life, a position he had chosen himself, and a position he found pleasure in.

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