[Humiliating an Honor Student] Chapter Seventy-Five

Chapter 75

This day at school was special for the girl.

She had no sex toys on her body, not even her nipple and genital rings.

Moreover, during breaks between classes, her masters didn't come to her for sexual gratification. Although

she it really was just solving problems.

It was a normal day for an ordinary student.

The girl felt deeply moved.

Her masters had given her a day off because she had been injured in yesterday's electric shock game.

Yesterday, she had accompanied her homeroom teacher and the leader's younger brother to the leader's house, where, of course, she was subjected to another gang rape.

Her body, abnormally sensitive from the electric shocks, was also subjected to another brutal orgasm.

After the new teacher and male classmates finished tidying up the multi-purpose classroom, they also came to the leader's house to participate in the second half of

the gang rape. Under the supervision and guidance of the homeroom teacher and the girl, the male classmates, temporarily unable to get an

erection , excitedly finished their homework. Soon after, the leader and the two teachers also ejaculated with even greater excitement. Then

, the girl, convulsing and trembling on the bed with her eyes rolling back after being gang-raped, finally faced her final performance

.

The double-headed sex toy was still "hidden" inside her. After more than twenty-four hours,

the girl finally received permission from her masters to "excrete" this punishment device under their watchful eyes and

cameras .

The first part was alright; although expelling solid

matter did give her a distorted sense of shame and confusion, she was conscious and knew

it was just an illusion, able to comfort herself with reason.

But halfway through, she finally realized something was wrong.

She smelled an odor—the real smell of feces.

Having been stuffed with a double-headed dildo all day, the girl had eaten, which meant digestion, and digestion meant

feces…

Looking down in horror, the limp double-headed dildo hanging between her legs, while the front part was indeed only wet with

intestinal fluid, the part currently being expelled was covered in disgusting brown semi-solid filth.

Coupled with the feeling of the double-headed dildo slowly being squeezed out of her anus, the girl suddenly realized she was truly defecating

…

“No… don’t look…” Her persistent low moans began to murmur, a kind of self-refusal.

It wasn’t a plea, but a request. The act of defecating in public filled the girl with shame; besides feeling

incredibly perverted, she also felt disgusted.

Her masters’ constant insults had only emphasized her promiscuity and perversion, but had never

mentioned she was unattractive.

Now, however, she was defecating in front of them.

In her mind, feces were absolutely disgusting and unsightly, so she begged her masters

not to look. Not out of shame, but out of fear that her image in their eyes would become as

disgusting as feces.

The masters, of course, ignored it. Although it was indeed a bit smelly, the girl's obvious resistance only

amused them more.

Knowing this was punishment, the girl, though unwilling, dared not stop defecating. As a result, the internal struggle between "

not wanting to become disgusting" and "not daring to stop the punishment" prevented her from

forcefully expelling the double-headed dildo, instead prolonging the uncomfortable process.

Throughout the day, with the double-headed dildo blocking her intestines, her intestines continued to produce feces. Consequently, the

deeper the dildo went inside her, the more feces it accumulated. In other words, the more the girl expelled the dildo,

the more disgusting the situation became.

Watching the increasingly nauseating contents and the increasingly strong odor in the air, the girl's

emotions grew increasingly sorrowful.

She was willing to be her masters' pet, actively seeking their favor. She was willing to be their toy,

allowing to inflict cruel humiliation upon her. She was willing to be their slave, obeying all their

excessive and perverse commands.

She was willing to reveal her lewd and perverse nature to her masters, because the girl understood that it

would make them even happier.

However, she was unwilling to show her disgusting side to them…

Yet, as the final, enormous glans of the double-headed sex toy was expelled, her still-exerting anus

released another clump of real, soft feces.

More disgusting than dry, solid feces…

“Master… no… don’t look… this little slut… is disgusting… too filthy

…” The girl finally broke down in tears.

Even her masters finally noticed the girl’s abnormality.

This time, the girl’s crying was not pleading or begging, but pure sorrow, completely devoid

of lust.

She sobbed “Waaah…” while wiping away tears with the back of her hand, but the more she wiped, the

more tears fell.

Stripped of lust, the girl was truly just a little girl, and this crying, so perfectly befitting a little

girl , evoked pity.

Except for the girl’s original masters—the five leaders.

Even though the girl had sworn to be their slave, the five men understood that the so-called "slave declaration"

had no legal effect. To protect themselves, the leader was still diligently studying the art of "training."

The leader silently stroked the girl's hair, waiting for her crying to stop on its own. Without offering much comfort,

the five men didn't want the girl to become a clingy, dependent love slave, but simply an obedient sex slave

, a mere receptacle. Therefore, they didn't need to seize the opportunity to possess her heart; they only needed to let her relax temporarily.

However, they couldn't let her relax so easily. The leader needed an excuse to maintain his authority as master.

He couldn't let the girl think that crying would bring forgiveness or even affection.

The new instructor provided a perfect excuse at this moment.

The girl's recent excrement was mixed with real filth, and the men had no interest in enduring the stench,

so while the girl cried, they began to wash her.

The girl herself was, of course, also a target of the cleaning. After the cleaning, the new teacher finally discovered that the girl's

clitoris was injured.

After a professional and detailed examination, it was found that the clitoris had not been electrocuted, but rather damaged by chili juice. The swollen

clitoris showed mild inflammation.

So, using the injury as an excuse, the girl was given a day off.

With the masters' permission, even the three lewd rings could be removed. Since wearing the clitoral rings,

the girl 's clitoris finally had the opportunity to return to the protection of the surrounding tender skin. However, it was

still very sensitive... The clitoris was indeed inflamed, but only slightly, since the new teacher had been paying attention

during the "play." 　　The slight inflammation caused a slight stinging pain. However, the girl's body had long since mistakenly categorized the pain of the sensitive area as sexual pleasure... 　　The girl clearly felt that the clitoris, even without any stimulation, still occasionally emitted a faint pleasure. 　　However, the girl was still in a good mood. 　　Even her friends noticed. 　　Although serving her masters every day left the girl with little rest time, it didn't completely fill up her free time. The leader's younger brother and her male classmates were also students with their own friends, so they couldn't possibly spend all their time on her. Besides, there were "reading club" sessions after school each day to relax, so the boys didn't always rush into sex during their breaks. 　　As a result, the girl still had time to make friends with other students. She was an excellent student and skilled at tutoring, making her naturally popular in this academically focused school. Having always been subordinate to her masters, she had no airs whatsoever, even giving off a somewhat fragile impression. Combined with her petite frame and sickly appearance, this made her quite endearing among her classmates. 　　Gradually, in this school where she had no old friends, she made new ones. 　　Her classmates were at an age where they had just gained their parents' trust and were beginning to experience more freedom. So, during the free time between after class and before going home, classmates would often invite each other to go shopping or have fun. However, the girl had always politely declined all of these invitations. 　　In her classmates' eyes, she was a diligent student who had achieved excellent grades; they had no idea what she was busy with every day. 　　Today, the girl seemed particularly relaxed, which prompted to go shopping. The girl, who had always wanted to try shopping with friends her own age, readily agreed. 　　So, after class, the girl and two other girls wearing the same uniforms appeared on the street. 　　However, whether it was the girl's "charm" that was truly outstanding or bad luck that plagued her, the girl encountered an unfortunate situation on her first shopping trip . 　　Three boys with exaggerated clothes and hairstyles, who were clearly not good people, blocked the girls' path. 　　Although they were just boys, they were older than the three girls, at least in terms of height. The girl herself was petite, only reaching the nose of the taller of her two friends, but that friend was even shorter than the girl's nose. 　　Three delinquents, whistling, surrounded the three girls, immediately asking if they wanted to "have some fun. " Their attitude was frivolous, and their intentions were quite obvious. 　　Only then did the girls realize they had wandered into a rather secluded street. 　　Closer to them by the three delinquents, the girls were soon cornered against a wall. 　　"What do you want?" asked the tallest of the girls, a girl with a long ponytail. She was outgoing and had a leadership presence among her peers. The girl with the ponytail, who was usually seen as timid in class, was occasionally the target of pranks , and this girl would always step in to help. 　　"Didn't we say? We just want to take you little sisters to play some adult games!" However, in their eyes, the girl with the ponytail was just a little girl, and her forced toughness had no effect whatsoever. 　　"No...don't come any closer." The delinquents pressed in again, almost touching : "If you come any closer, I'll scream for help!" 　　The delinquents' malicious smiles made the ponytail girl panic. Although the girl was attending a decent school, it was a school with a good atmosphere, where students wouldn't openly break the rules . Their elite class was full of good students, and even the leader's younger brother was just a little unruly, not the thug he usually was. 　　So, the ponytail girl, who had never experienced this kind of malice before, was just putting on a brave face and could collapse at any moment. As for the other girl, she was already crying, huddled with the girl, trembling... 　　With a loud "bang," the delinquent next to her slammed his hand on the wall, his malice intensifying: "I just wanted to have some fun with you guys, why are you screaming for help?" 　　The slap landed on the back of the ponytail girl's shoulder, the sound right next to her ear startling her. After slamming his fist against the wall, the delinquent grabbed the girl with the ponytail by the shoulder. 　　"Help..." the terrified girl cried out immediately. Unfortunately, she only managed half a cry before the other boy grabbed her cheek, distorting her voice. 　　Seeing the boy raise his hand, it was unclear whether he was about to punch or slap her, but he clearly intended to use violence . 　　The girl with the ponytail finally burst into tears. 　　"No... don't... I... I'll go play with you..." A weak voice escaped from the girl's lips, successfully stopping the delinquent's half-raised hand. 　　"Are you crazy? Do you know what they're trying to do?" The girl with the ponytail was also frightened and immediately turned to the girl, whispering a warning. 　　Girls in their early adolescence are often interested in topics related to "sex," though not as vulgar as boys, but they still have private conversations about it. "Experienced" girls, of course, wouldn't participate in such topics; conversations with girls their own age who have never even seen a penis often only make the girl feel extremely ashamed. 　　Even when my friend mentioned "kissing," it sounded like some incredibly embarrassing topic, while I was trembling between my legs.

The girl, with an exaggeratedly designed sex toy inserted into her vagina, felt utterly ashamed…

But in her classmates' eyes, she was a true model student,

blushing to the roots of her ears at the mention of such embarrassing topics.

So the girl with the ponytail assumed she probably didn't understand what the other girl was trying to do.

"No… I know… I know very well…" the girl whispered, but the answer

stunned her: "I… this isn't… my first time…"

The girl's lowered head and soft whisper shocked her two friends!

"One agreed, so what about the other two?" But the delinquent opposite didn't care.

"No… no… I mean… I… will… play with you… please leave

them alone…" The girl knew exactly what she meant. Saying such things in front of her friends made her incredibly

ashamed , and she didn't dare raise her head. But her stammering, weak voice was clear.

"Oh?" This intrigued the other girl. In their eyes, the girl

seemed to be . Even though they had just heard that the girl "wasn't a virgin," they guessed it was just

a game between boys and girls. "There are three of us, how do you plan to play with us?"

The girl's next answer stunned the delinquents.

"I... um... butt... is okay too..." The girl was already crying from embarrassment. From

the conversations she had overheard before, she knew very well that her friends were still pure girls, while she was the only one who had long been defiled

. To save them, the girl no longer cared about shame.

The girl's two friends hadn't even figured out what "butt is okay" meant...

"Okay, okay." One of the delinquents, who had finally come to his senses, said "okay" twice before continuing, "You really

are a hidden talent. I've never played with butts before, so I'll see how you 'play' with us later."

This time, the other party emphasized "play together," which made the girl recall

the intense feeling of being sandwiched between two men, with both her holes satisfied. Slightly swollen, small buds peeked out from the tender skin,

rubbing against the underwear and bringing the girl a tingling pleasure.

Both the other person's words and her own physical reaction filled her with shame. However, she

didn't forget her goal of saving her friends and again asked the delinquents to release them.

"That won't do. What if you go back on your word? It's better to have a backup plan," one of the delinquents

chimed in passed out, I'll have a backup."

And so, the three girls were escorted by the three delinquents to a dimly lit "special hotel

. "

It was indeed special; the equally "uniquely styled" employee behind the counter completely ignored the girls'

obvious reluctance and arranged a "large room" for the delinquents. The room's decor was

astonishing . Besides the essential large bed, there were even shackles, racks...

and of course, a whole bunch of sex toys the girl was already familiar with...

The girl's two friends were easily subdued by the delinquents, their hands cuffed behind their backs and locked to

chairs . Even their mouths were gagged with bright red, perforated gags, leaving them drooling and whimpering,

helplessly watching the girl being abused...

"Take it off." With everything ready, the three delinquents looked at the girl with malicious smiles.

Giving her two friends a reassuring smile, the girl silently began to undress.

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