07-01 Disciplining a beautiful female reporter

"This morning, Councilor
Zhang XX was publicly exposed for soliciting prostitutes and had to apologize in public. Now let's interview the main figure in this news, Ms. Zhang, the reporter from the TV station. Ms. Zhang, we heard that you pretended to be a prostitute and lured Councilor Zhang into a hotel. After he took off his clothes, you revealed your identity and caught him. Was this something you planned beforehand?" "Yes. But I just wanted to film the issue of street prostitutes. I didn't expect that old man to actually come up to me. Humph, looking at him, he's almost dead and still wants to sleep with me."
"We heard that he wanted to buy back the videotape afterward. Is that true?"
"Yes, he said he was willing to give me a million if it wasn't broadcast. I'm not going to let such a good story pass me by."
"Did you think he might retaliate?"
"Ha, retaliate? Let him come. I'm not afraid of him."
*Snap*, the TV was turned off. "Go find someone! I'll pay any price to kill that bitch!" the obese councilor Zhang shouted. "I'm going to kill her! I'll make her suffer a fate worse than death!"
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Li has arrived," his secretary said.
"Good, please come in," Councilor Zhang said, standing up.
A tall, thin man walked in. "Mr. Zhang, have you watched TV? They filmed you quite well. Want to make a short film? I can provide the manpower and crew. Haha..."
"Don't tease me. Bring some tea." Councilor Zhang gestured for him to sit on the sofa. "Brother, I know you have connections, so think of a way to get revenge for your brother."
"Sure, but..."
"Easy, just tell me, how much?"
"Money is a small matter. I want to ask you, what do you want her to do?"
"No need to ask, of course, send her to meet God."
"Hmm, you're too much. Did you see that girl's figure?"
"Yeah, she's really a sexy stunner, otherwise, would I have fallen for that?"
"Yeah, do you want her to be your slave, at your feet every day, begging you to have sex with her?"
"What?" Councilor Zhang thought of those beautiful curves, and his mouth watered. "You have a way? She's a tigress, don't let her bite you again."
"Don't worry, I have plenty of experts under my command. Here's what we'll do: don't rush things. She's popular right now, so it's not a good time to make a move. Once things calm down, I'll hand her over to you. Then she'll be your personal property, and you can enjoy her to your heart's content."
"Really? That's great!" Councilor Zhang grinned lewdly. "Good, you're really resourceful, brother. Don't worry, I'll have my men handle the land and project you want in a few days. I guarantee it won't interfere with your plans. Haha… you little bitch Zhang, let's see how glamorous you are then. Hahaha…"
Chapter One
"Miss Zhang," it was almost time to leave work. Zhang Jing, carrying her bag, was about to sneak away when she heard her editor-in-chief call her. She reluctantly turned back to look at him. The editor-in-chief was a fat man in his fifties. Although he was married, he was still a womanizer. He wanted to get close to every female anchor at the TV station, but no one paid him any attention. However, he was the chairman's second uncle, so everyone had to give him the runaround. "What is it?" Zhang Jing forced a smile.
"Here you go, this is the tape from a recent feature. Go edit it."
"Yes," Zhang Jing put down her handbag, took the tape, and walked towards the editing room.
"Hmph, what is this!" Zhang Jing sat at the editing desk, looking at the colorful bars on the screen, and stood up impatiently, opening the door. "Editor-in-chief, what is this? Is there anything substantial? I'm in a hurry."
"Ah, wait a moment, Xiao Ma, go help Miss Zhang. You must finish those today. I'll tell the security guard to leave the door open for you." As he spoke, he pushed a tall man in front of Zhang Jing.
"Ah, hello, I've never seen you before?" Zhang Jing was puzzled. She knew all the editors at the TV station, but she had never seen this man before.
"I'm new here, currently interning. Please take care of me, Miss Zhang." The man's husky voice was full of masculine charm, and Zhang Jing couldn't help but feel confused. Ah, what's wrong with me? Zhang Jing was startled and felt a little embarrassed about her lapse in composure. “Please come in quickly, I have other things to do.” Zhang Jing let him into the editing room. She didn’t notice that the man had hung a “Do Not Disturb” sign on the doorknob before entering.
“Xiao Ma, look at this. What is this? I only see some colored stripes, nothing else. It’s making me a little dizzy.” Zhang Jing said, putting the tape into the machine and starting to play it.
“This is a special tape. You have to slow it down. Yes, half speed. Listen carefully, and you’ll be able to hear the sound in the tape.”
Zhang Jing did as he was told. Sure enough, after slowing down the tape, she could hear a special sound, but it was very faint and hard to hear clearly.
“Miss Zhang, listen carefully. Yes, look at that red stripe. Yes, look deeply into it. You’ll feel your body become lighter, won’t you?” The man’s voice seemed to have a magical power. Zhang Jing was involuntarily immersed in it. Her eyes were fixed on the red stripe, her gaze following it, and she gradually became somewhat dazed.
“Look, your body is relaxing. Yes, relax. Don’t think about anything, don’t ask anything, just feel relaxed. Look at it. Yes, you will feel very comfortable. Yes, very comfortable. Move your body a little to make yourself more comfortable.”
Zhang Jing moved her body slightly, half-lying in the chair, her eyes still fixed on the screen, but her focus had become somewhat unfocused.
“When you hear me say ‘female broadcast slave,’ you will enter this state. You will have a deep dependence on me, thinking that I am your master. You will do whatever I say, even if you think it’s strange. You will feel that you should do whatever I say. When I say ‘all is well,’ you will wake up, but you will forget everything that happened during this time. Now, listen carefully. When I count to 1, you will wake up. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…”
Zhang Jing blinked. The tape was still in front of her. She felt like something was wrong, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. She turned to look at Xiao Ma, whose face had an inscrutable expression. “What happened? What’s wrong with me?” Zhang Jing asked.
"Nothing, Miss Zhang. Have you heard of this term? 'Female livestream slave'!" Zhang Jing's eyes widened instantly. The man, seeing Zhang Jing's expression, burst into wild laughter. "Ha... I thought you had some skills, but I took care of you in no time. Brother, really, you don't even need me to deal with a little wench like this. Xiao Si could have done it."
It turned out that this man was the mysterious man's subordinate, a top-notch hypnotist. The mysterious man had ordered him to hypnotize Zhang Jing and turn her into a sex slave. The tape was specifically for hypnosis, and with his masterful manipulation, Zhang Jing immediately entered a deep hypnotic state.
"You sit here quietly and don't move. I'm going out to make a phone call."
"Yes, I'll sit still," Zhang Jing replied numbly.
The man went outside. "Brother, it's done. What's the next step? What? Did it have to be so complicated? I just made her think she was a slave, right? And you still have to… Ah, I understand. Okay, okay, I'll do as you say. Yes, three days. I'll deliver the things in three days."
The man hung up and went back inside. Zhang Jing was still sitting there, dazed. "Listen carefully. In a little while, you'll wake up at the door and feel like nothing happened. We've finished making this tape, and you're about to go home. You should go home normally, understand?"
"Yes, I understand."
“Okay, turn off the machine.” Zhang Jing obediently turned off the machine and handed the tape to the man.
“Okay, stand up,” Zhang Jing stood up.
“Take your things. Come with me.” Zhang Jing, carrying her purse, followed the man like a wooden doll.
After entering the elevator, the man looked into Zhang Jing's eyes and said, “May all your wishes come true.” Zhang Jing's body stiffened, she blinked, and looked at the man with some confusion, but in the end, she didn't ask anything. When the elevator reached the first floor, she got out, got into her car, and drove home. The man waited until she was far away before riding a heavy motorcycle parked on the wall and chasing after her.
Zhang Jing returned home, tidied everything up, took a shower, and felt something was strange when she thought about what happened before she left work. She couldn't remember what the tape had turned out like, only that Xiao Ma said the tape was finished. Zhang Jing felt as if something was missing from her life, but she couldn't put her finger on why.
As she pondered, drowsiness crept in, and she gradually drifted off to sleep. Suddenly, the phone rang shrilly. "Who is it? Calling so late?" Zhang Jing groggily picked up the receiver. "Hello, who is this?" "
This is Xiao Ma. The editor-in-chief said it's urgent and asked me to come find you. I'm already at your door; please open it."
"What is it? Let's talk about it tomorrow."
"No, come to the door. I'm coming right now. It's very urgent." With that, he hung up.
Reluctantly, Zhang Jing changed her clothes. Just then, the doorbell rang. "Coming!" Zhang Jing quickly combed her hair and opened the door. Xiao Ma stood there, holding a large handbag. "What is it? What's in here?"
"Things for you, of course—female broadcaster slaves." Upon hearing this word, Zhang Jing's eyes widened, and she stood there stiffly.
“Alright, move aside and come in with me.” Xiao Ma said, walking into the house. “Close the door and come to the living room.”
“Yes.” Zhang Jing replied, locking the door and entering the living room.
By this time, Xiao Ma had already opened his bag and placed it on the coffee table. Seeing Zhang Jing enter the living room, he said, “Just stand there and don’t move.” Zhang Jing obediently stood still, standing there like a wooden doll.
“Raise your hands and turn around.” Zhang Jing did as he was told.
“Okay, listen carefully, you’ve come back to the TV station with me and finished what we were supposed to do tomorrow. You’re home now.”
“Yes, I’m done, I just got home.” Zhang Jing responded softly.
“You feel very tired, so tired that you can’t even lift your head.”
“Yes, I’m very tired.” Zhang Jing said, her shoulders slumping and her body swaying.
“Right,” Xiao Ma said, taking the camera out of his bag, “you feel very dirty now.”
“Yes, very dirty,” Zhang Jing replied, her hand unconsciously touching her cheek.
"You're dirty, you just want to take a shower."
"Yes, I want to take a shower."
"Now, you're at the bathroom door, take all your clothes off." Zhang Jing hesitated for a moment, and Xiao Ma quickly said, "Don't think about anything else, you're so dirty, covered in dirt, and you smell sweat. Don't you want to take a shower right away?"
"Ah," Zhang Jing's nose twitched a few times, as if she really smelled the sweat on her body, and her brows furrowed. She raised her hand and began to unbutton her clothes.
Xiao Ma turned on the camera and began to film Zhang Jing undressing. Zhang Jing unbuttoned her outer suit and habitually threw it into the laundry basket on the left. Of course, this was in the living room, so there was nothing there, and the clothes were thrown on the floor.
It was summer now, and under her outer suit was a pink bra. Zhang Jing's bust wasn't very large, but it was very perky, a pair of small breasts encased in a pink lace bra. Xiao Ma felt his lower body already hard.
“Feeling a little better now? Yes, smile. Look, there’s a big mirror in front of you. Smile, smile at yourself in the mirror.” Zhang Jing smiled contentedly, but to Xiao Ma, it was practically a provocation; his breathing quickened.
Zhang Jing unzipped her skirt, took it off, and tossed it aside. Now she was only wearing underwear and pink panties, covering her mysterious garden, where dark pubic hair was faintly visible under the light. Xiao Ma swallowed hard, wanting to pounce on Zhang Jing, pin her down, and have a good time with her. But thinking about the punishment he would face if he ruined his brother’s plans, his rising lust immediately subsided.
“Stop,” Xiao Ma suddenly called out as Zhang Jing was about to unhook her bra.
“Slowly, yes, little by little.”
Following Xiao Ma’s instructions, Zhang Jing unhooked her bra from behind and slowly pulled it down. A pair of perky breasts were exposed to the air, their two bright red nipples suggesting Zhang Jing's limited sexual experience. Though not large, her breasts were beautiful. Xiao Ma swallowed hard again.
"Now, bend over, yes, turn around, your buttocks facing the 'mirror,' yes, turn back, look at the 'mirror,' smile, good girl, take off your panties, slowly, yes, slowly."
Zhang Jing turned to look at the camera, but she only thought she was looking at a non-existent mirror. Following Xiao Ma's instructions, she wiggled her buttocks as she removed the last bit of fabric from her body.
Zhang Jing's buttocks were round and plump. With her bent over and legs spread, Xiao Ma could see her pink labia and the brown anus between her black pubic hair. Xiao Ma barely suppressed a moan that almost escaped his lips, giving Zhang Jing's lower body a close-up. Zhang Jing seemed to sense someone watching her; her anus involuntarily contracted, making her appear even more alluring.
"Okay, now stand up. Yes, the water's out. The temperature is just right. Start taking a bath. Yes, just like you normally would." Xiao Ma stood up and circled around Zhang Jing, filming her.
Zhang Jing blankly mimicked the bathing motions, as if she were actually in a bathroom. She let down her long black hair, then carefully coiled it up, casually securing it with a bamboo chopstick, which only enhanced her allure.
Zhang Jing's hands gently caressed her body, tracing her snow-white neck, then lifting her breasts from below, swaying her body. She thought she was washing off the soap, but to Xiao Ma, it was practically an invitation to have sex with her. If it weren't for his older brother's strict orders not to touch her for the next three days, Xiao Ma would have already had sex with Zhang Jing ten or twenty times.
"Okay, your upper body is clean. Hmm, sit down, spread your legs, and wash your lower body properly." Xiao Ma swallowed, watching Zhang Jing sit down, spread her long legs, part her labia with one hand, and gently wipe her vaginal opening with the other, occasionally inserting it lightly. After a few times, Zhang Jing frowned and began to let out a soft moan.
"Hmph, little bitch, looks quite innocent, but actually, you're still a slut." Although Xiao Ma knew that Zhang Jing was acting this way because of his hypnosis, his unfulfilled desire made him curse bitterly.
As Zhang Jing's fingers moved, her vagina gradually became wet, and her body swayed incessantly. Xiao Ma couldn't hold back any longer, unzipped his pants, and vigorously rubbed his already erect penis with one hand. Xiao Ma knew that if he let Zhang Jing masturbate to orgasm now, she might wake up from her still-slightly hypnotic state.
"Okay, you're clean. Dry yourself off." Xiao Ma said, taking some things out of his bag. “Look in the mirror, your breasts are so small. Isn’t that right?”
Zhang Jing asked, cupping her breasts in her hands, a look of displeasure on her face. “Yes, you bought a special breast enhancement product from the hospital today, this is it.” Xiao Ma said, handing Zhang Jing a small syringe.
Zhang Jing took the package and opened it. Inside was a small syringe and six syringes. "The doctor told you this is the latest breast enhancement drug. Starting tomorrow, take one syringe each morning and evening, injecting each one into your breast. The needles are very fine, so it won't hurt much, but you'll endure it for the sake of beauty."
"Yes, two syringes each morning and evening." Zhang Jing said, placing the syringe box in the bedside table.
"This is a bra to use with it, also the doctor said." Xiao Ma took out a massage bra. "You need to use it after the injection tomorrow morning, and wear it all the time. You also need to wear it after the injection at night."
"Yes." Zhang Jing said, taking the bra as well.
"Okay, I'm leaving now. After you lock the door, go to the bathroom, fill the tub with water, and when you sit in the bathtub, you'll hear the phone ring, and you'll wake up. You'll only remember working at the TV station for a while, being very tired, and not wanting to answer the phone. You won't remember anything that just happened. Okay, now see me to the door."
Xiao Ma put away his bag and walked to the door, Zhang Jing following naked. "I'm leaving. Spread your legs and use your hands to separate your labia."
Zhang Jing did as she was told, bewildered. Xiao Ma first showed a wide shot, in which Zhang Jing stood naked at the door, one hand rubbing her breast and the other hand inserted into her genitals, exuding an indescribable lewdness. Then he gave close-ups of her breasts and genitals before letting Zhang Jing close the door. He then went to the bathroom window and waited until Zhang Jing entered the bathroom and sat in the bathtub before calling her home on his cell phone.
When the phone rang, Zhang Jing suddenly woke up from the hypnosis. "What just happened?" Zhang Jing tried hard to recall. "I was just about to sleep when the phone rang. It was Xiao Ma calling. He wanted me to come to his door to pick him up. What did he say to me? I can't remember. Then, what did we do? Oh right, I finished those shows before I went home. I'm so tired, I'm not answering." Zhang Jing closed her eyes, ignoring the phone. After a while, the phone stopped ringing.
Zhang Jing quickly washed up, dried herself, and went into the bedroom. "My breasts are so small," Zhang Jing thought, touching her breasts. "Oh right, where's the medicine?" She opened the drawer and saw the medicine inside. She needed to start the injections tomorrow, and Zhang Jing's face flushed slightly at the thought. She lay on the bed, lost in thought for a while, and then fell asleep.
"Good job, Xiao Ma, you did a great job." Xiao Ma stood before the mysterious man, not daring to breathe. The television in front of him was playing footage he had filmed at Zhang Jing's house.
“Boss, why go through all this trouble? I could just hypnotize her directly. Those drugs are expensive, and we have to divide them into three days. Why is that?”
“You don’t understand,” the man said. “I’m making Councilor Zhang do it himself.”
“You have to go to her house for the next three nights. Tomorrow night, make her masturbate, not just in the front, but also in the anus. Make her love masturbation. The day after tomorrow, use a vibrator. With these tapes, as a threat, she will definitely accept our training.
Those drugs I’m giving you are not just a breast enhancement agent, but they will also increase a woman’s desire a hundredfold. Tomorrow, at the TV station, you must hypnotize her from time to time, making her go to the bathroom to masturbate. Every time she’s close to orgasm, make her wake up, make her feel like a slutty woman, and make her so immersed in it that she can’t extricate herself. She’ll think she really likes it. Do you understand?
But you absolutely cannot touch her for these three days. For safety, before you go tomorrow, have a good time with Xiao Cui to release your pent-up desires, so you won’t have so many ‘thoughts’. Listen to me carefully, if you can’t control yourself, I’ll cut off your thing and feed it to the dogs. Do you understand?”
"Yes, yes," Xiao Ma nodded in response.
"Go downstairs, go find Xiao Cui, have some fun, you have things to do tomorrow." The man waved Xiao Ma out, then turned to look at Zhang Jing on the screen, who was caressing herself. "You'll be mine soon, you can't escape. Ha...ha..." He let out a sinister laugh.
Chapter Two
"Ugh, ah," Zhang Jing quickly gritted her teeth, swallowing the moan that was about to escape her lips.
It was all because of that damned drug. After Zhang Jing got up in the morning, she saw the syringe and, for some reason, injected the entire syringe into both of her breasts. Because the needle was very thin, although her nipples hurt a little, she could still bear it.
However, she didn't expect that at just over 10 o'clock, Zhang Jing felt her breasts were painfully swollen, and the massage bra was constantly moving, making her feel uncontrollably aroused. She only endured it because of Xiao Ma's hypnosis, thinking it was a normal reaction to the drug.
Xiao Ma sat not far from Zhang Jing, and from here, he could see that Zhang Jing's face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her forehead. She frequently pressed her breasts unconsciously with her arm, shifting restlessly in her chair. Xiao Ma glanced at his watch, knowing the drug had fully taken effect. He picked up the phone and dialed Zhang Jing's extension.
"Hello, this is Zhang Jing. Who are you looking for?" Zhang Jing answered.
"Hello, my 'female broadcast slave'." Zhang Jing's eyes froze, staring blankly ahead.
“Listen carefully. After you hang up the phone, you’ll feel like you really need to pee, but you’ll think the bathrooms in the main building are under repair, so you can only go to the bathroom in the back building, in the innermost room. Then sit on the toilet, don’t move, and wait for my command. Now, after I say ‘May all your wishes come true,’ you’ll think it’s a call from one of your admirers, and you’ll happily hang up the phone. Hear ‘May all your wishes come true.’”
Zhang Jing’s body trembled, and she came to her senses. “This fan is really enthusiastic,” Zhang Jing thought happily. “I didn’t expect there were actually people who loved watching my show so much. Ah, I really need to pee.” Zhang Jing looked around; everyone was busy. She stood up and walked
outside. Xiao Ma stood up as well, following her at a distance. Although Zhang Jing felt a strong urge to pee, she still walked towards the back building. Xiao Ma walked behind Zhang Jing, watching her struggle to walk backward with her legs clamped together. He was very happy, knowing that she was now completely under his control and would obediently follow his instructions.
Zhang Jing, suppressing a strong urge to urinate, finally made her way to the restroom in the back building. She pushed open the door and went straight to the innermost stall. Without moving her clothes, she sat on the toilet. Although the urge to urinate was still there, her eyes glazed over, and she sat motionless.
Seeing Zhang Jing move, Xiao Ma glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then went in. This was the bosses' private restroom, and generally no one came except in special circumstances. Xiao Ma hung a "Under Repair" sign on the door to prevent anyone from entering, then closed the soundproof door tightly to ensure no one would discover what was happening inside.
He went into the stall, peered over the floor to make sure no one was there, and then went to the innermost stall. Zhang Jing was sitting there blankly. Xiao Ma leered and said, "Female broadcaster slave." Zhang Jing's body shuddered; she had completely entered a hypnotic state. Xiao Ma was relieved and took out a camera from his bag, setting it up.
“Now listen, you can’t see me, you only see the door is closed. You need to pull your skirt all the way up above your waist, then spread your legs wide and urinate in front of me, then wipe yourself clean with toilet paper. But the more you wipe, the more excited you get, then start masturbating, unbutton your shirt, push your bra up, masturbate carefully, but don’t reach orgasm. Without my command, no matter how hard you try, you can’t reach orgasm. Do you understand? Okay, now come out. You won’t see me or my camera, you’re just in a hurry to urinate. Okay, now come out, and when you hear me say 'action,' do as I say, understand?”
Zhang Jing nodded, stood up, walked to the bathroom door, and stood there looking at Xiao Ma. Xiao Ma smiled with satisfaction, leaned over the camera viewfinder, and said, “Action.”
Zhang Jing deftly walked into the stall, bent down, and pulled her underwear and pantyhose down below her knees. Then, she sat on the toilet with her legs spread apart. Xiao Ma immediately gave her a close-up of her genitals. Through the viewfinder, Zhang Jing's labia majora and minora were a tender pink, clearly indicating she didn't have much sexual experience. Her flat stomach twitched a few times, and a stream of yellow urine spurted out from her slit, hitting the toilet bowl with a splashing sound.
Zhang Jing blushed, feeling embarrassed about urinating so loudly. However, if she knew she was facing a man who was filming her urination without missing a single detail, she might die of shame. But under Xiao Ma's powerful hypnosis, Zhang Jing couldn't see the camera so close to her.
The golden urine gradually subsided. Zhang Jing's body trembled a few times, and she let out a long breath. Some glistening droplets clung to her soft pubic hair. She reached for a piece of toilet paper and gently wiped herself. Xiao Ma watched as a beautiful woman urinated half-naked in front of him. His penis swelled so hard it almost burst his pants. He panted heavily, wiping the sweat from his forehead, unzipped his pants, and began masturbating vigorously.
Zhang Jing frowned. She felt strange today, thinking it might be a side effect of the drug
she'd taken that morning. Although she'd tried to control herself, her desire was growing stronger. Zhang Jing had a boyfriend and had given him her virginity, but he'd gone abroad six months ago and wouldn't be back for about a year. While they maintained their relationship, Zhang Jing hadn't been with a man for six months. Her demanding work usually kept her from having sex, but today the aphrodisiac had completely ignited her passion.
Several sheets of paper failed to clean her genitals; instead, the more she wiped, the more vaginal fluid appeared. Looking down, Zhang Jing saw her labia slightly parted, and vaginal fluid flowed continuously from her vagina. Her small clitoris was already peeking out from under her foreskin, hard and erect. Seeing this, Zhang Jing's lust became even more uncontrollable. She gently rubbed her clitoris with her fingers, a jolt of electricity shooting from her genitals to her brain.
Her hands couldn't stop; first, she gently pinched and rubbed her clitoris, then quickly inserted her fingers into her vagina. The emptiness was immediately compensated. She felt her bra was too tight on her breasts, making it hard to breathe. She unbuttoned her shirt, pushed up her bra, exposing her full breasts to the air. The two bright red nipples, stimulated by the cold air, immediately hardened, standing erect like two red jewels.
Zhang Jing grasped one breast with one hand and inserted two fingers of the other into her vagina, skillfully masturbating.
Watching from across the room, Xiao Ma was filled with lust, wanting nothing more than to pounce on Zhang Jing, pin her down, and fuck her hard.
But remembering his elder brother's strict orders, he could only masturbate vigorously to release his
pent-up desire. Zhang Jing was oblivious, frantically masturbating to release the pent-up lust within her. She could see her climax was just around the corner, yet she couldn't reach the peak.
Zhang Jing's skin gradually turned a rosy pink, her delicate tongue gently licking her bright red lips, unconscious moans escaping her throat. Three fingers of her left hand were already inside her; her thumb pressed against her clitoris, rubbing it forcefully, while her little finger gently teased her anus. However, it seemed to be her virgin territory; she only dared to touch it lightly, without inserting her fingers. Her right hand grasped and squeezed her breasts, occasionally pinching and pulling her nipples.
Xiao Ma hadn't expected that Zhang Jing, despite her seemingly arrogant demeanor, possessed such skillful masturbation techniques.
He swallowed hard, took out a half-meter-long thin tube from his bag, one end of which had a handle, and a flexible tube connected to a bottle filled with a milky white liquid. "How do you feel now?"
"Ah, I want it, I want to climax, but I can't. Ah, I want it, give it to me, someone save me."
Zhang Jing moaned unconsciously, her vaginal fluid dripping from her wrist into the toilet.
"Is that so? I understand. Now grab your breasts with both hands, yes."
Zhang Jing pulled her fingers out of her vagina, the extreme emptiness making her twist her waist, crying out, "Ah, no, it's so itchy down there, let me touch it, it's itchy down there." But her body could only obey Xiao Ma's commands, so she rubbed her breasts even harder, her two full breasts deforming and twisting under his hands.
Xiao Ma inserted one end of the thin tube into Zhang Jing's vagina, pushing it in forcefully until he felt it had reached her uterus. The cold metal slightly alleviated Zhang Jing's intense lust, but soon the thin tube made her feel even more desperate. Her waist twisted violently against the toilet, and her vaginal fluids flowed down the tube.
Looking at Zhang Jing's lewd face, Xiao Ma laughed and said, "Don't rush, my little slave. Soon you will experience the greatest pleasure of your life. However, that will be the first step into hell." He pressed the switch on the handle forcefully, and a stream of lotion from the bottle shot into Zhang Jing's uterus through the tube, hitting the uterine wall heavily.
Zhang Jing's mouth opened wide, her screams of orgasm choked in her throat. Her body stiffened and arched, her hands gripping her breasts tightly, her white breasts protruding from between her fingers. She reached an unprecedented climax, her body trembling a few times, and a stream of yellow urine gushed out. Due to the orgasm, Zhang Jing had lost control of her bladder.
The intense climax lasted about 30 seconds. Zhang Jing's body gradually relaxed. Xiao Ma watched as the green light on the handle flashed again, then pressed the switch once more, and a second stream of lotion shot into Zhang Jing's uterus. Zhang Jing reached an even higher climax. After the climax subsided, Zhang Jing slumped onto the toilet, her arms hanging limply at her sides, her head tilted to one side, a long trail of saliva dribbling from the corner of her mouth down to her breasts, which were covered in her handprints.
Xiao Ma glanced at the bottle; there was still about half a bottle of liquid left. He gently pulled out the tube, then straightened Zhang Jing's body, making her lie face down on the toilet. By this time, Zhang Jing was completely unconscious, completely at Xiao Ma's mercy. Before Xiao Ma were Zhang Jing's round buttocks. He couldn't help but roughly fondle them a few times, then he inserted the tube into Zhang Jing's anus. Zhang Jing's anus clenched tightly at the intrusion of the foreign object, but the tube, coated with her vaginal fluid, acted as the best lubricant, allowing Xiao Ma to easily insert it about 30 centimeters deep. Then he injected the remaining lotion into Zhang Jing's anus all at once.
Although she experienced intense pleasure, Zhang Jing was completely exhausted, only slightly twisting her body and groaning a few times. Xiao Ma withdrew the thin tube, and the lotion slowly flowed from Zhang Jing's vagina and anus, but only a little bit came out; the rest was absorbed by her vagina and rectum. Xiao Ma hummed a little tune as he began to clean up his tools.
What Xiao Ma injected into Zhang Jing's body was a new slave potion recently developed by the organization, which they called Ecstasy. It was specially used for certain slaves.
First, it had an absolute bactericidal effect, killing any pathogens that entered the vagina or anus, ensuring that the sex slaves would not contract sexually transmitted diseases and guaranteeing the safety of their masters.
Second, it killed men's sperm, meaning that the woman injected with it would never get pregnant again, ensuring that her master could play with her at any time.
Third, it kept the woman's vagina and anus perpetually as tight as a virgin's, never loosening no matter how thick the object inserted.
Fourth, when any foreign object enters the vagina or anus, the muscles there will automatically spasm, repeatedly massaging the inserted penis and giving the user maximum pleasure. It will also gradually turn the woman into a semen addict, unable to achieve orgasm without a man's semen.
In short, once a woman is injected with this, she has no other path but to become a prostitute. The only drawback of this drug is its exorbitant price; only wealthy individuals can afford it. This time, Councilor Zhang, in his anger, spent three million to buy just this small bottle.
Xiao Ma packed up all their things, took out a syringe, and injected Zhang Jing with some nutrients to help her recover her strength as quickly as possible. Looking at his watch, he realized about 40 minutes had passed since they left. Although he had given the editor-in-chief some money to help him cancel all his work, he still needed to get back as soon as possible.
"Female broadcaster slave, listen carefully. When you hear the cubicle door close, you will naturally straighten your clothes and walk back to the office. When the first person calls you, you will return to normal, but you will forget everything you just did. You will only remember that after using the toilet, you received a call from an informant who provided you with a message you didn't want. You dismissed him, deeming the message useless, and have forgotten it. You
will continue working, but your body will feel an intense urge to have sex. Your tolerance for sexual desire will be greatly reduced. When you can't stand it, you will go to the toilet to masturbate, climax, and then go back to work. But you are useless; you cannot achieve the same climax.
After lunch, you will be unable to suppress your sexual desire. You will try to satisfy yourself by inserting various objects into your genitals and then sitting with your legs spread at the desk. At the end of the workday, I will give you new orders. Now listen carefully." "When I say '1,' you will sit still and start tidying your clothes when you hear the door close. 4, 3, 2, 1."
Zhang Jing obediently tidied her clothes, then walked out the door and returned to her office. She had no recollection of what had happened in those forty minutes. However, her life had been completely changed; her former brilliance was gone, and hellish days awaited her.
Chapter Three
The next day was the most difficult day of Zhang Jing's life. After returning to her desk, Zhang Jing had no doubts except for being surprised that her trip to the toilet and answering a phone call had taken so long. Of course, this was mainly due to Xiao Ma's hypnosis.
Zhang Jing found that in addition to her breasts being painfully swollen, her lower body was also unbearably itchy. If she weren't in the office, she really wanted to take off all her clothes and masturbate vigorously. She tried hard to pull her thoughts back to what she was writing. The editor-in-chief had given her a tabloid article today, but for some reason, it was a gossip piece from a small newspaper. Normally, Zhang Jing would have thrown it back without a second thought, but today she seemed captivated by the story, scrutinizing it closely.
The more she read, the harder it became to control her desires. Less than half an hour after returning home, she rushed to the bathroom, this time solely to release her lust. Hearing her colleagues moving around outside, she dared not moan loudly, stuffing a handkerchief into her mouth and biting it hard. Then, she impatiently unbuttoned her clothes, pulled down her underwear, and began to masturbate vigorously. With her left hand, she pushed her bra up to her breasts, exposing her full breasts completely to the air. With her right hand, she inserted two fingers fully into her vagina, thrusting forcefully. Clear
, glistening vaginal fluid dripped from her wrist into the toilet bowl. Although the stall door was closed, faint sounds could still be heard.
Her vagina, still sensitive from the recent ecstasy, immediately began to throb with intense contractions as soon as a finger entered, pulling it deeper and deeper. Two fingers were far from enough for Zhang Jing, so she inserted a third. Simultaneously, she felt a growing itch in her anus with each thrust, a strong urge to insert something, though she had never touched that area before, always feeling it was too dirty. But the tingling and itching in her anus intensified to an unbearable degree.
Zhang Jing's right hand remained inside her vagina, probing and digging, while her left hand reluctantly released her breast and reached down to her lower body. She first dipped her index finger in her own vaginal fluid and gently massaged her tightened anus. Each touch caused her delicate anus to contract, accompanied by a feeling of emptiness. Zhang Jing's finger circled her anus several times before finally succumbing to the temptation of pleasure, her index finger penetrating the outer folds of her anus and probing inside.
"Ugh..." Zhang Jing groaned softly, a mix of unprecedented pain and intense pleasure coursing through her body. This sensation, a blend of urge to defecate and stinging, captivated her. She pushed her index finger deeper, probing and probing, while her right hand's three fingers thrust harder and more forcefully into her vagina. Suppressed moans escaped her nose as she quickly reached orgasm.
But as she calmed down, she was suddenly startled by her own actions. "What happened to me?" Zhang Jing thought, although her boyfriend had been abroad for more than half a year, she wasn't a very demanding person sexually. Moreover, even her boyfriend had never given her such pleasure. What was even harder for her to accept was that she had actually masturbated wildly in the office restroom and even reached orgasm. Was she really such a promiscuous woman?
Zhang Jing was confused, but then she suddenly heard her colleagues talking outside. She knew someone was about to come in, so she quickly straightened her clothes. Only then did she realize that her underwear was completely soaked, almost dripping wet. Zhang Jing froze for a moment, gritted her teeth, and crumpled her underwear into a ball, stuffing it into her pocket.
"Sister Zhang, why is your face so red? Are you sick?" The person who came in was the new recruit, Li Qian, a college student not yet 22 years old. She was well-behaved and well-liked by everyone. Since learning about Zhang Jing's exposure of Councilor Zhang's affairs, she had become even more of an idol to Zhang Jing.
"Ah, it's nothing, I'm just a little hot." "Zhang Jing said guiltily, quickly went to the sink, washed her hands, and thought, 'That was close, I can't do it again today.' Li Qian saw Zhang Jing's flustered expression, but she was in a hurry to go to the toilet, so she didn't say anything more.
Zhang Jing fled back to her desk like she was escaping a disaster. After sitting down, it took her a while to gradually calm down. '
Concentrate on work, concentrate on work,' Zhang Jing told herself. But less than half an hour later, her body betrayed her again. The unbearable heat made her restless. Xiao Ma watched Zhang Jing's legs clench and unclench repeatedly, feeling waves of pleasure. He knew that the two drugs had fully taken effect, and Zhang Jing's body was gradually becoming more and more wanton.
Not long after, Zhang Jing ran to the toilet again. When she came out..." When she arrived, her face was flushed; it was clear that fingers alone were no longer enough to satisfy her. Fortunately, it was lunchtime, and everyone had gone out to eat, allowing Zhang Jing to barely control herself. However, seeing Zhang Jing struggling to walk out with her legs tightly pressed together, Xiao Ma's penis immediately became erect.
Xiao Ma deliberately only turned around once before returning to the office. By then, everyone had left. He looked around; the room was completely empty. He took out a spy camera from his bag, attached it to the underside of Zhang Jing's seat, adjusted the angle to clearly capture her entire lower body, and then quickly went out to eat.
Zhang Jing didn't pay attention to what she ate for lunch; the itchy vagina and throbbing breasts attracted her attention. It captured all her attention. After lunch, she hid in the back building's restroom and, during her lunch break, masturbated intensely. However, she found that the effect of her masturbation was getting worse each time; this time, it took her about fifteen minutes to barely reach a small orgasm. She found that her fingers were too short to reach deep inside her body. Even when she forcefully inserted her fingers, she still felt waves of intense, ant-like itching and pain deep inside. "
What should I do? It's so itchy and uncomfortable down there." This was the only thought on Zhang Jing's mind as she sat down at the table. Suddenly, she saw a passage in a manuscript on the table: "...My little pussy between my legs is unbearably itchy (ah, that's exactly what I'm feeling right now), but..." I forgot to bring the vibrator from home (vibrator?
Right, why didn't I go find one too? But what am I going to do now?), so I just inserted the lipstick. Ah, it feels so good, it can…”
Zhang Jing was overjoyed upon seeing this. She didn't even think about how this thing ended up on her desk. Now she was just happy to have discovered a way to relieve her sexual desire.
Zhang Jing took out her lipstick from her handbag, gently spread her legs. Her panties were already soaked from masturbating that morning, so there was nothing under Zhang Jing's skirt. She looked around to make sure no one was watching, and gently inserted the lipstick into her vagina. Although the short, thick lipstick might bring too much pleasure, it at least relieved the intense emptiness in her vagina.
Zhang Jing let out a long sigh of relief. Sensing the foreign object entering her vagina, it immediately began to contract automatically. Zhang Jing had never experienced anything like this before (all thanks to the ecstasy drug Xiao Ma had just injected). Her vagina seemed to have a mind of its own, sucking in the lipstick and then releasing it, as if it were thrusting. Her vaginal fluids gushed uncontrollably, flowing down the lipstick onto her legs.
"Ah, no, my skirt will get wet in a minute, how am I supposed to walk?" Zhang Jing slowly pulled up her suit skirt, took off her top, and hung it on the back of a chair to block others' view. Zhang Jing gradually mastered the control of her lower body muscles; she could deeply suck the lipstick into her vagina and then slowly push it out, experiencing immense pleasure during this process. However, to avoid being discovered, she tried her best to appear as if she was diligently checking a manuscript.
Xiao Ma turned on his small monitor, and the footage from the camera installed under Zhang Jing's desk almost made his nose bleed. As a dominatrix, Xiao Ma had seen many beautiful girls, but Zhang Jing was different this time. Her face radiated the pride and confidence of a knowledgeable and professional woman, making her unapproachable. Training such a beauty was every dominatrix's dream; turning her into a begging prostitute gave Xiao Ma a great sense of accomplishment. Although he had done it a few times before, he still felt immense satisfaction.
On the monitor, it was clear that the black lipstick peeked out from Zhang Jing's tender pink labia, then was sucked in, and then slowly expelled. Crystalline vaginal fluid dripped down her thighs, first soaking into the chair, and soon the front of the chair was completely soaked, dripping onto the floor. It looked like it would likely accumulate into a large puddle by the time she left work. While inserting the lipstick temporarily relieved
some of her sexual desire, it brought Zhang Jing a new problem: she dared not leave her seat. If she stood up, people would notice the chair surface soaked with vaginal fluid. At that moment, she truly couldn't act anymore. Zhang Jing desperately wanted to remove the lipstick, but the pleasure from its insertion made it difficult for her to control herself.
The constant tension of being discovered made Zhang Jing's body even more sensitive and aroused. One lipstick was no longer enough; she inserted a thick pen as well. The two rolled against each other inside her vagina, bringing intensified pleasure, but reducing her vaginal capacity to absorb and expel fluids. So Zhang Jing pulled the chair tightly against the table, pretending to revise a draft with the pen in her right hand, while her left hand secretly reached under the table, pinching the pen and lipstick and thrusting them in and out of her vagina.
To avoid large movements of her upper body, Zhang Jing could only thrust slowly, but this only intensified her lust, creating a vicious cycle. She wanted to go to the bathroom and masturbate vigorously to control her desires, but the thought of being discovered—the chair and the vaginal fluid on the floor—made her afraid to stand up. So, all afternoon, Zhang Jing struggled painfully on the verge of orgasm, her mind filled with the climax she had just experienced through masturbation, unable to consider the crucial and fundamental question: why her body had suddenly become so sensitive.
Time slipped away amidst the pleasure and anxiety, and soon the bell rang to signal the end of the workday. Li Qian packed up her things and noticed Zhang Jing still sitting at her desk, intently looking at something, so she curiously went over.
Zhang Jing was looking at the manuscript Xiao Ma had brought earlier. The first few pages were rather empty, and Zhang Jing flipped through them irritably. On the last page, she suddenly saw a few words: "Female Broadcast Slave." Zhang Jing instantly entered a hypnotic state, staring blankly as she read on. Before she could see clearly, a hand suddenly snatched the manuscript away from her.
"Sister Zhang, Sister Zhang, what's wrong? What are you looking at?" Li Qian had called Zhang Jing several times, but Zhang Jing didn't respond at all, still staring blankly at the manuscript in front of her. Li Qian was puzzled and grabbed the paper. "What's this manuscript about? You're looking at it so carefully. Let me see... Ah... this is... Hey, what are you doing? Give it back to me!"
It turned out that Xiao Ma saw Li Qian coming over and knew that Li Qian was very meticulous and might give herself away, so he quickly followed and snatched the manuscript away before Li Qian could see it clearly. "Ah, it's nothing, don't look at it. This is what I need to work on with Miss Zhang today, right?"
"Yes," Zhang Jing answered unconsciously.
"But, I think I saw something about slaves..." Li Qian only glanced at it and couldn't see clearly.
"Yes, this is a manuscript about Roman slaves. Miss Li, you should hurry up and go. I still need to finish this manuscript with Miss Zhang. Right, Miss Zhang?" Xiao Ma urged again.
"Yes, I still need to finish it," Zhang Jing replied.
"Well, I'll be going now. Sister Zhang, be careful." Li Qian looked at the two of them with some doubt before turning and leaving.
Watching Li Qian leave the office, Xiao Ma breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Zhang Jing, who was already under hypnosis, and placed another script in front of her. "Listen carefully, female broadcaster slave. Now, read this script carefully. Then you will be extremely thirsty and only want to have sex. You will go to the address you just saw. There is an adult store there. When you get there, someone will naturally serve you. You will consciously follow any suggestions from the shop assistant. No matter what she asks you to do or say, you will feel it is perfectly reasonable, and it will be something you consciously want to do. You will buy everything you need. When you hear 'May all your wishes come true,' you will wake up and forget everything I just told you. Everything you do will be a conscious reaction. Okay, pay attention, 'May all your wishes come true.'"
Zhang Jing shuddered, realizing she was alone in the office while Xiao Ma was walking towards the door. "Ah, I have to finish reading this quickly; I need it tomorrow," Zhang Jing thought, forcing herself to finish reading the script. The room was completely empty by then.
Only then did Zhang Jing dare to take the lipstick and pen out of her clothes. The floor and the swivel chair were covered in semen.
Blushing, Zhang Jing quickly cleaned herself, grabbed her handbag, and rushed out the door.
Chapter Four
. As soon as she stepped outside, Zhang Jing hailed a taxi. After getting in, she casually gave the driver an address. The driver glanced at her thoughtfully, a glint of lust in his eyes, then turned and sped off. When Zhang Jing got out, she found herself in a small adult store. The store's name was the one she'd seen in the article: "The Celebrity Who Sells Vibrators - Guaranteed to Make You Happy." "Ah, why am I here? I didn't want to buy anything for myself; I just wanted to experience what that celebrity said," Zhang Jing lied to herself.
"Welcome! Please show your membership card. We offer special services to members," the clerk behind the counter said with a smile.
“Ah, a membership card. Let me see.” Zhang Jing opened her handbag and naturally took out a platinum card. She had never applied for this card and had never used it. But Xiao Ma's hypnosis made her feel that taking out the card now was perfectly natural.
“Thank you, let me see…” The clerk took the card and looked at it. “Ah… a platinum VIP card. I see.” A knowing expression appeared on the clerk's face. She picked up the phone: “Manager, she’s arrived.
What? Okay, I understand. Yes, I’ll process it right away.”
The clerk hung up the phone: “Hello, this VIP card is for special members. You can go to the VIP room inside. The manager will personally receive you. Please come with me.” Zhang Jing followed the clerk to the back, through a long corridor. The clerk knocked on the door of a VIP room. After hearing the answer from inside, she opened
the door: “Please come in, miss. Happy shopping.”

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