My wife used to work as a public relations manager at a small company.

My wife ate and drank with clients for the company, and slept with them for the company's benefit. Strictly speaking, my wife didn't belong to the company; she was just a long-term prostitute. She was only contacted when she needed to entertain clients, and was introduced as the company's public relations manager. She was frequently called to entertainment clubs to drink with certain guests and provide "special services" to these "special" clients. In reality, these clients weren't so docile; faced with such a beautiful and sexy woman as my wife, they were already lustful. Most people don't understand the hardships prostitutes endure. They all think prostitutes easily earn a lot of money lying in bed. Not to mention that prostitutes can't choose their clients' age, appearance, or weight; they have to satisfy them regardless of their willingness. Everyone knows how perverted these clients can be. Since it's not their own wife, they have no scruples; as long as they get their own release and stimulation, that's enough. A friend of mine even rubbed chili pepper on his hands and used it to stimulate a prostitute's vagina—you can guess the result. Some bosses forced their wives to "feed" them, making them sit on a client's lap and demanding they touch them. To enhance their arousal, the wives would take aphrodisiacs beforehand, allowing them to better serve these clients and satisfy their perverse desires. The wives not only had to sleep with clients, but also perform erotic dances on tables while wearing short skirts, allowing the clients to see under their skirts. They also had to endure being harassed, including having their breasts rubbed in public.

Once, the company required his wife to entertain four clients simultaneously. To ensure their enjoyment, she took aphrodisiacs beforehand. These drugs increased her excitement but also caused her great discomfort; her heart would race after each dose, and she would suffer from insomnia. She was forced to kneel and take turns performing oral sex on them. These four clients were extremely perverse, even forcing her to penetrate all three orifices simultaneously, leaving her vagina swollen and red afterward.

His wife once provided services to a father and son. The two men, both over 60 and nearly 40, respectively, tortured a young woman in her early twenties. The father and son participated in the act, with the wife given aphrodisiacs to satisfy their desires. The wife, under the influence, felt extremely aroused and had a very high sex drive, actively allowing the father and son to have sex with her. While the son was having sex, the wife would give oral sex to the father, and vice versa. Midway through, due to exhaustion, they stopped, forcing the wife to masturbate for the two perverted men, using other objects to manipulate her. The perverted father and son made the wife use a beer bottle for self-pleasure. The drugged wife, burning with desire, was forced to relieve herself, inserting the beer bottle into her vagina and thrusting it in and out, kneading her breasts and moaning. The elderly father and son watched. Due to the prolonged use of foreign objects, the wife's vagina became swollen and congested, making it impossible for her to stand or walk. The wife had mild masochistic tendencies, accepting and enjoying the abuse demanded by these perverted clients.

The company had also organized trips for clients to other cities for gatherings and vacations. Without the usual restrictions, they could relax and have fun. To ensure this, my wife accompanied them on one such trip, providing escort services for clients for over half a month. After returning, she became pregnant and had an abortion.

One day, my wife was already asleep when the company called, asking her to accompany clients. She changed into a brightly colored outfit: a tight-fitting, bright white top that accentuated her bust, her taut figure was incredibly alluring, paired with a loose, slit skirt, black sheer stockings, and silver high-heeled sandals. My wife called me in the morning, saying she would pick me up at the XX Hotel. When I arrived at the hotel room, I saw filth everywhere—toilet paper, condoms, and sex toys scattered all over the place. My wife lay naked on the bed, covered in male excrement, her body bruised and battered, her thighs, genitals, and breasts covered in writing. It was hard to imagine what had happened in such a large suite. My wife was semi-conscious at the time, her mind was hazy, and she kept muttering "it hurts." When we got home, the doctor said her sphincter muscles were severely torn and it would take at least a month to recover. For three days, she couldn't go to the toilet by herself and also had slight tremors. The doctor said it was due to overstimulation and muscle nerve disorder, and advised her to rest for a few days. After repeated questioning, my wife finally said that at least a dozen male clients had sexually assaulted her. When she couldn't take it anymore, they forced her to drink drugs to keep her in a constant state of arousal. They also took photos and videos, and verbally abused her, writing things like "fuck bitch," "whore," "bitch," and "public toilet" on her body. One man even wrote "I was here" on her inner thigh. They were utterly beasts. They penetrated all of her orifices, used eels, toothbrushes, beer bottles... and even stuffed her high heels into her vagina. I advised my wife to quit; she wasn't really doing it for the money. Although she has a slight masochistic tendency, this time they went too far. So she quit. Actually, we don't blame that small company. Small companies have it tough too, trying to please customers just to survive. It's just that those customers were too unreasonable.

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