Diary of a Girl S at Shanghai Theater Academy

Enlightenment

I remember one summer when I was in elementary school, a guest from my mother came to my house, an older brother who was in high school. We were not very familiar with him at first, but he liked me very much and kept playing with me that afternoon. When my mother went out to buy groceries, he put me on the bed and told me a story. While he was telling me, he touched my legs and kissed me several times on the face. I was still young and didn't have any defense at the time and still smiled at him, so he was even more unscrupulous. I didn’t know what was going on at the time, so I stood up and stepped on him. He didn’t resist, so I stepped on his face and kicked off his glasses, and then stepped on his face. I thought it was so fun at the time, and I enjoyed seeing him. He held my feet and kissed them with his mouth again and again. Later, he pulled me into his arms, then kissed my face and said, "Sit on my face, please?" I sat on his face and jumped up and down. I don’t remember much about what happened after that, but it’s funny to recall it now.

There is a little boy next door to our house who is only one year older than me. During the summer vacation, he would come to my house to play chess with me. I liked Chinese chess very much at that time, and my level was higher than that of many boys. Once, he proposed to play a game he invented with me, called "Ecstasy." The rule was that if I covered his mouth first, he would be stunned, and then I could torture him in any way. After a while he would wake up and then he would stun me and torture me. He asked me to stun him first. He was really lying on the ground motionless, but I didn't know how to play it at all. He thought I didn't know how to play, so he said, "I'll show you."

Then he asked me to fake my death and stepped on my face with his foot. How could I bear it? I immediately "woke up" and told him that I knew how to do it.

He was so happy that he pretended to die, so I followed his example and stepped on his face with my foot. I thought it was very funny at the time. But he didn't wake up after I stepped on him for several minutes. When it was my turn to pretend to be dead, he wanted to sit on my face. I immediately said: I'm awake. Then let him fake death and I could sit on his face and play. At that time, I was very surprised why when it was my turn to fake death, he would always demonstrate some weird methods to me, such as: strangulation, kicking the head, twisting the flesh, etc. (I can’t remember clearly now), but I could wake up immediately, while he would be dead for a long time when he faked his death. I was very good at imitating and used the method he just demonstrated to him, and he was not as smart as me and would not wake up immediately. At that time, I thought he was stupid. Now that I think about it, he might also be an M. We played this game every summer vacation (when there was no one at home). When I was in junior high school, our games changed. Usually we would play a horse riding game, and I would ride him around the room. When I was in high school, I became sensible and he came to play with me, but I didn't agree with it. Who would have thought I would fall in love with this game today.

I have a cousin who is 4 years older than me. When I was in junior high school, he often came to my house to play. One time he was watching TV in the room. I went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then put the underwear I changed into in the basket. Then my cousin would go in to take a shower. This happened often. As soon as I started I didn't care at first, until one day my cousin forgot to close the door, and I went in forgetting that he was inside. I saw him putting my blue underwear in his nose and smelling it. I was dumbfounded when I saw it. I didn't tell anyone about it because I have always had a good relationship with my cousin. Only now do I know that this is called fetishism.

In kindergarten, I remember two boys who seemed very beautiful at the time. One of them later went to elementary school with me. Every time I took a nap at noon, I would fantasize about burying these two boys in the soil with only their heads exposed. They begged me, but I would still bury their heads in the soil. Almost every noon, I would think of ways to torture them and like to see their pleading eyes, even though we didn't talk much in real life. When I was in the 5th grade of elementary school, one of the boys often wrote me notes. He was considered the second most handsome man in our class. At that time, he would send me home from school every day. Although I couldn't bury him in the soil, at least I could torture him physically and psychologically. For example, I would often grab his hair and slap him in the face like my girlfriend did. At that time, I knew that half of the boys in the class had a crush on me, so I felt like a queen from then on. Every time it was my turn to clean the windows, there was always a boy who was willing to sit on my neck (so that the glass could be cleaned better). This feeling of being a queen has always existed in my school days. Just talking about the boys who clearly confessed to me, there were 2 in elementary school, 3 in junior high school, and 3 in high school. The number of boys who had a crush on me and chatted with me was countless. I have always felt that I like torturing others, such as pinching the hands of my classmates with their pencil cases, and kicking the butts of the classmates at the desk in front of me, but they never resisted. When I was in junior high school, my classmate and I often played a game. During class, I would put my feet on his legs, and then he would lift his legs off the ground to see how long he could do this for a class.

In the previously blocked blog, I wrote some articles about only loving strangers. In fact, there are similar situations in real life. For example, when I know that a boy has a crush on me, I will deliberately be intimate with other boys in front of him and like to see his painful expression. There was a boy who had a crush on me who was always very nice to me. He asked me to go sing K. After I agreed, I would also take another boy there, and I would be intimate with the boy I brought in the private room, secretly observing his reaction. Afterwards, I also hinted that I would go home with the boy for the night (actually not). I often like to let the boy who has a crush on me act like a lightbulb, which actually satisfies my torture of him. Even my boyfriend would be tortured by me like this. I would deliberately kiss another man when I was quarreling with him, deliberately letting my boyfriend hear my gasp to make him suspicious. This feeling would make me enjoy it for a long time.

The above-mentioned things are some memories of SM impressions that happened when I was a child. If I remember them, I will continue to write them here.

my ideal life

My ideal life is to find a rich man to marry in the future. He doesn't have to be handsome, but he must be an M. He can tolerate other M's in the family.

The house needs to be big and have a basement, which is converted into a dungeon.

There are more than a dozen of the most handsome male slaves in the country serving me at home. They are all naked and preferably all virgins.

I need a shoe slave who will be responsible for licking my high heels, slippers, and boots clean every day.

There is a laundry slave who is responsible for washing all the clothes and pants I change out of (including underwear, underwear and socks) every day, using his tongue. There is a slave who is responsible for cleaning the floor and all furniture to ensure that the room is free of any dust. There is a slave who is responsible for preparing three meals for me. If it doesn't suit my taste, I'll be thrown into a dungeon and whipped. There was a horse slave who would let me ride on him and ride him from one room to another.

There are two slaves, one is specially used as a bench, and you can sit on his back to eat. The other is used as a sofa to sit on his face, watch TV online and read books.

A slave was my trash can, responsible for eating my leftover meals or my used napkins, but no other food.

A foot slave to serve my feet. I am responsible for washing my feet and trimming my toenails every day.

Two tongue slaves, when I am lonely, one is responsible for licking my back, and the other is responsible for licking my front.

In the evening, I will arrange for the two most handsome slaves to serve me and give me blowjobs throughout the night. If there are more bedrooms, each room should have a handsome man. I like the more tongue slaves the better.

A slave serves as a spittoon and can rush to me immediately when I want to spit. Also stay by the bedside at night.

A slave served as a chamber pot, staying by the bed for me to pee at night.

A menstrual slave who specializes in digesting my menstruation.

There is a toilet slave in each toilet, and there is no other food except my excrement.

A slave was imprisoned on a cross in the basement and I could whip him to vent his anger.

Slaves who failed to do their jobs were imprisoned in dungeons and whipped.

Slaves could only sleep in toilets, dungeons or cages. All my slaves worship my body from the bottom of their hearts, are willing to be my personal slaves forever, and will never betray me.

No. 1

I made an appointment with a male M to come to our school headquarters for an interview on Wednesday evening. He said he wanted to be our toilet slave. I talked about this topic with several roommates when I went to bed at night. We didn't know if he would come tomorrow, but we wanted to discuss what benefits it would be for us to find such a man.

There are four girls in our dormitory. Except for me, who is from Shanghai, they are all from other places. I can't reveal their names, but for the convenience of presentation, I gave them names.

She has fair skin and is the most popular boy among boys in our class. She has the best figure and is the most beautiful room manager among the four of us.

We had a great time chatting at night. I think we should find a toilet slave in our dormitory. The reason is that it is a bit cold now and everyone has the habit of staying in bed. If time is tight in the morning, the four of us have to fight for a toilet, which always delays class. If one of us is too big, the other three will not be able to wait in a hurry. Finding a toilet slave can completely solve this problem, and it is easier for him to serve us next to the bed, and we will not catch a cold.

The head of the room said that this was not good, so he was gone.

I said that he would not be exposed. Of course, he had to blindfold his eyes and even tie his hands tightly. If he dares to leak it on the floor, ask him to lick it clean.

Little S said that this way he wouldn’t even waste toilet paper. Wouldn’t it be nice if he just let him lick it clean after peeing?

We all laughed, and Big S added that there was no need to flush the water, and the water bill was saved.

The room manager said that the toilet in our dormitory had been used by the previous girls for a long time, and we had not washed it for three years, so there was a thick layer of yellow stuff on it. It couldn't be cleaned with toilet cleaning liquid, so I simply asked him to clean it slowly with his tongue.

Everyone thought this was a good idea. I even joked with Big S, "Aren't you constipated? Just ask him to suck you with his mouth often."

Big S said, would he be willing to do such a disgusting thing?

Little S said: Didn’t he say that he even wanted to eat the big ones? This is definitely possible, Shanghai men are very perverted.

The conclusion of our night talk was that finding a toilet slave could not only satisfy our curiosity and pass our boring and empty time, but also have many of the above benefits.

But the question is how to let a man live here? What I mean is to let him sleep under the bed (must be tied up) so that no one else can find him for a while. And how do we know he is suitable to be our toilet slave? Little S thinks that he should be able to drink our pee pee is the key, but how can a normal person drink it? We discussed the interview plan for tomorrow, and finally everyone agreed with my plan.

The head of the room was most worried that the man would not be willing. Big S said, "Should we secretly record it on DV tomorrow? If he doesn't agree to be our toilet slave in the future, it won't work." I think this is a good idea, I have a DV in my closet.

At 7:30 on Wednesday night, Xiao S and I were in the dormitory. The man came half an hour early. I can't reveal his name. During the online chat, he said he was a senior at Jiaotong University, studying electronics or something, and he was 1.7cm tall.

He came in and asked, is the Queen here?

I asked him to come in, you are so impatient and come so early.

He said he came early because he was not familiar with the road.

I asked Xiao S to call them back from the next door dormitory. He and I were the only two people in the dormitory. I didn't talk to him, I just looked at him contemptuously.

He said, you are more beautiful and mature than in the photo.

I said angrily, is that what you called me?

He immediately said, I'm sorry, Master.

I said, not yet, we haven't decided to take you in yet.

At this time, they all came and closed the door behind their backs.

We asked him, what are you doing here?

I want to be your toilet slave.

Do you really like to eat?

It is a slave's honor to serve you. I didn’t expect that the girls on the show were all so upright.

The four of us were all wearing denim short skirts and high-heeled boots.

Then you have to pass our exam.

What's the test?

Did you bring your ID?

It was agreed online that he would need to bring his ID card and student ID card. He took them all out and I asked him to hand them to the room chief.

The room chief said, indeed he looked like a dog. You haven't eaten yet? (He was told online that he was not allowed to eat today.)

Nope.

Little S said, OK, I’ll let you eat until you’re full tonight.

The three of them watched him in the room, and I went out to prepare dog food. Our floor is mainly occupied by girls who perform in dramas. The toilet is at the end of the corridor. There are 5 squatting places inside. Each squatting place has a plastic basket with a black plastic bag inside. The girls on our floor come here to use it. They usually throw the toilet paper into the basket. From morning to now, there are already 5 buckets full. I found the fullest one, took out the bag, and took it out of the toilet.

When they returned to the dormitory, they saw the boy kneeling in front of them and said, "You are in for a treat tonight."

I put the bundle on the floor.

He said, what does it smell like? It smells so bad.

I said, bitch, do you know what’s inside? These are all good things, the bodily fluids of beautiful women, bitches can’t waste them.

He was very excited. Is this an exam? (The black bag is full of white stuff, piled up like a mountain.)

I said, yes, you have to eat it all to be qualified to be our toilet slave. If you don't eat it completely, you will be punished.

The room chief said, if you really take it out, he won’t eat it. I said, bitch, do you want it?

Thinking about it, I can’t wait any longer.

Big S asked, have you eaten it before?

No, because there is no way to get to the women's room.

I said, then you have to listen to the rules clearly. Take one thing from inside. Each time you take something, you must first say what it is, then smell it with the dog's nose, and then lick it with the dog's tongue. Then ask us for permission to eat it, and finally eat it. Follow this step and eat everything inside. Do you understand?

Got it.

He knelt in front of the bag, opened it with his hands, and a foul smell came out. We all covered our noses, but he looked very happy, reaching in and fishing it out.

I said, say, what is it?

He said it was a napkin.

Wrong. (I slapped her across the face, so hard that they were all shocked.)

Napkins are used to wipe your mouth. They are used to wipe the dirty things underneath. Do you understand that they are called toilet paper?

Got it, it’s toilet paper.

I'm asking you what's on the toilet paper.

He opened the paper and said it was a girl's urine.

Which girl's?

Don't know.

Are there any female classmates in your university?

Yes.

Then imagine it belongs to a female classmate and tell me quickly.

He thought for a moment and said, it was Li Yingfang's urine.

We secretly laughed. It turned out that there was a girl named Li Yingfang from Jiaotong University who was the object of his fantasy.

I said, smell your classmate’s urine.

He spread the paper, and you could see a faint trace of urine in the middle, probably from the morning when it had dried. He began to put his nose to the paper.

I said, bitch, you have to aim at the wet spot, put your nose completely close to it, and smell it hard. Tell me what it tastes like?

He took a deep breath and said, it smells good.

We all laughed.

You bitch, lick it.

He aimed at the wet area and licked it. After licking it, he said that the paper used by the girls in the theater was very fragrant, so the smell of urine was not obvious.

Damn you bitch, not all girls in dramas use scented paper. If I let you taste the unscented paper later, you will know how powerful the beauty is.

He said, please let the owner allow the bitch to eat the urine of my classmate Li Yingfang.

Eat it bitch.

He stuffed the entire paper into his mouth and ate it.

You seem to be just eating paper.

His reaction was really slow. Only then did he realize that our little S was filming with a DV. He suddenly wanted to stand up, but was held down by the room manager and me.

You bitch, are you embarrassed?

If you don’t want to take pictures, why should you take pictures?

Nonsense, how can I control you if I don’t take pictures of your slut? Anyway, it has already been filmed. If you resist now, you will know the consequences.

He has no choice but to obey us. Little S was responsible for the entire filming process.

Little S said, bitch, do a good job.

He fished it out five or six more times, all from earlier morning urine, and the wet marks were very shallow. Every time he imagined it was his female classmate’s urine, and he always gave his real name (I won’t reveal it here).

We laughed at him, does the urine of the girls in your class taste good?

Delicious.

He fished out a relatively wet piece of paper.

The room director said, haha, bitch, this is still very new.

But Master, my female classmates have finished thinking about it.

The head of the room gave him a slap in the face and said, stupid dog, think about the female stars.

Master, this is Xu Huixing’s urine. (I spelled the name wrong on purpose) He learned the lesson this time and put the entire wet paper over his nose to smell it.

The room chief said, you bitch, please smell it longer this time. (He was very obedient and sniffed for 5 minutes.)

Please let the owner allow the bitch to eat Xu Huixing’s urine.

The room chief said, "Eat it. You have to chew it longer this time, do you understand?" Then the wet paper will be squeezed out by chewing it with your mouth.

He put the paper in his mouth and chewed it, squeezing out the urine inside like juice.

Does it taste good?

A little saltier than normal water.

When you come across something relatively fresh like this, you must chew it repeatedly like eating sweet juice until all the urine in the paper is drunk before swallowing the paper. Do you understand?

Got it, master.

He picked up the paper again and found a piece of gum wrapped in green paper that had been chewed by a girl.

Big S said, who chewed it?

Huang Shengyi chewed it.

Then if you continue chewing, there will still be a lot of saliva inside.

He put the dried gum in his mouth and chewed it. He said it was a little sweet.

I took out the paper again, and it was full of yellow snot.

Master, this is Jolin Tsai’s nose.

Little S said, no need to smell it, bitch, just lick it clean.

He started to lick it, but because the snot was stuck to the paper, he couldn't lick it off after several licks.

He said that the salty snot was hard to lick off as it had solidified.

You bitch, figure it out on your own.

He had no choice but to bite the snot off the paper bit by bit with his teeth, and then put it into his mouth to swallow.

You bitch, don’t swallow it.

He could only stop.

Don't swallow such a good thing so quickly. Hold it in your mouth first, and wait until the mucus is soaked into liquid by your saliva before drinking it.

He could only obey, but suddenly he felt like vomiting.

Big S said, don't vomit.

He swallowed back the snot that was half spit out. Big S slapped him twice in succession.

Is it so difficult to drink urine and snot from your nose?

Sorry, when the mucus entered my throat, I suddenly felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

I picked up another piece of paper and there was something white inside.

He said, is it snot?

Big S slapped me again. I don’t even know this. Let me tell you, it’s a woman’s leucorrhea. It’s the first time I’ve seen it and eaten it.

He licked it and took it into his mouth.

Hold something in your mouth and lick it repeatedly with your tongue to tell us what it tastes like.

He was very obedient and did not swallow it immediately this time. He held it in his mouth for two minutes and licked it with his tongue.

He said it was a bit like snot, but a little firmer, and it smelled weird, like boogers.

Little S said, "It's delicious."

Delicious.

Then he found two longer leucorrhea, and a few hairs from girls' private parts were stuck to the paper. We asked him to hold the leucorrhea in his mouth while holding the hair in his mouth, which seemed to make him more excited than before.

Little S said, is women’s hair delicious?

Delicious.

If it tastes good, keep it in your mouth.

We asked him to hold his hair in his mouth while tapping his ribs with our feet, and the head of the room slapped his face again. Later, some of the pubic hair was also eaten using the method we taught him. He fished out another piece of paper with yellow residue. It seems to be a large size, but unfortunately there is only a little bit left on the paper. He smelled it and it seemed that it had no smell after a long time. We are all looking forward to seeing how he eats it. He just licked the relatively light yellow excrement stains with his tongue a few times, and then pulled the paper away, because the tuba was folded inside the paper. However, due to the passage of time, the paper and the tuba were inseparable, so he could only swallow the tuba with the paper. He seemed very unhappy.

There will be opportunities later, and I will find a relatively fresh tuba. The paper and tuba can be separated, but there are not many tubas left. I saw him licking the fresh tuba first, and then using the snot-eating method we taught him just now, he bit the tuba off the paper with his teeth and put it in his mouth. Big S kicked him with his long boot and said, "What does it smell like?" He bit it painfully a few times and swallowed it immediately.

Why do you swallow it so quickly? Why can't you teach it? You have to taste it. You know what it tastes like if you swallow it so quickly.

But it was so disgusting and bitter that I really wanted to vomit. I bit it a few times and swallowed it all at once because I couldn't stand it anymore.

Of course you won’t be used to it when you first start eating it, you just need to practice more.

He later tried some larger ones, but he didn't dare to hold them in his mouth, let alone bite them into pieces. He just swallowed them in pain.

Little S said, "It's so useless. Didn't you say you liked eating it before you came here?" Only when I actually ate it did I realize how unpalatable it was.

We looked at his painfully twisted face and wanted to laugh. Later, he fished out a very fresh piece of tuba. There were really a lot of tubas in this piece, half a piece of paper was full. It was probably because the girl had diarrhea. (Generally, those with more leftovers are girls suffering from diarrhea)

Little S said, you are in luck.

He looked at it and didn't dare to lick it.

What's going on?

It’s too difficult. The drier tuba tastes like mud. It’s so wet and bitter. It’s too difficult to eat so many tubas.

If you can't eat this little bit, how can you be our toilet slave in the future? Eat it quickly. You don't have to chew it anymore. We are very kind.

He couldn't help it. He felt like vomiting after eating it several times and burst into tears.

Every time he closes his eyes and swallows it like poison. If he swallows slowly, his throat will have an adverse reaction to the disgusting things, and he will vomit. Swallowing like this quickly will not even taste the taste of the large size. It stands to reason that such a toilet slave is only at a relatively elementary stage, but considering that it is his first time to eat, his throat needs constant practice to adapt, so we are not very strict with him. He swallowed in pain, while we laughed happily. There were several times when the large size was so large that he couldn't swallow it in one gulp, and some of it would remain on his tongue.

He wanted to vomit, so Big S grabbed his hair and raised his face high so that he could only swallow.

When he found something, he thought it was a sanitary napkin. But no blood was seen, only the yellow color on it. We all laughed at how he didn’t even have common sense.

The head of the room said that this is a woman's panty pad. Women's lower parts are very moist and sweat easily, and the pad is covered with girls' secretions.

He looked very excited when he heard it, and immediately licked the yellow part and put it on his mouth repeatedly. There were still two hairs on the pad, and he put the hairs in his mouth again as before, then greedily sniffed the yellow secretions with his nose.

Little S said, how long will it take to eat like this? Eat more at one time. Until your mouth is full.

He stuffed the paper into his mouth after each licking, but did not swallow it. He kept licking one piece and stuffing it in. After stuffing 7 or 8 pieces, his mouth was almost full. His cheeks were bulging and his mouth could not be closed.

You bitch will definitely have a bad mouth in the future. Which girl will like you?

The head of the room pinched his nose to make him unable to breathe (because he could no longer breathe through his mouth) and slapped him at the same time.

It was our greatest joy to have him abused.

After eating for two hours, only 1/4 was left.

The room chief said, come on, you bitch.

My stomach is very bloated and I can't eat anymore.

I said, bitch, you haven’t eaten the key yet?

He got the sanitary napkin, and we all looked forward to watching him eat it. He held it and looked at it for a long time.

Little S said, "Have you never seen it before? It's something close to a woman's body. Let's smell it."

He aimed at the red part and smelled it.

What does it taste like?

Very fragrant.

Hahaha.

How is it possible? Although the sanitary napkin does have a fragrance (the designer wants to prevent the odor from menstrual blood), the menstrual blood must be very bloody. He actually said it smells good. How perverted.

Eat quickly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he tore the inside open, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to lick it, let alone eat it.

The room chief said, what's going on?

He said he didn't expect menstrual blood to be so disgusting. It was red and sticky, so scary, and made him feel sick just looking at it. It was full of bacteria.

He was beaten by us and had no choice but to take a taxi, so he could only lick it lightly. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished licking, he immediately retracted his tongue, and then said firmly, "It's impossible, it's reached the limit. This thing is delicious in my imagination. I have always wanted to eat it, but I didn't expect that it is impossible to eat it in reality."

We still forced him to eat, but this time it was useless no matter how hard we beat him.

He said that it was not unpalatable, it was simply extremely nauseating, and there was such a big pool of blood on one piece. It was impossible for me to eat so much nauseating food.

The room director said, do you want to give up?

I really have no choice, I really want to be a toilet slave, but it is impossible to eat this thing.

We have said that there is a penalty for failing the exam.

The punishment can be anything, as long as I'm not allowed to eat this.

Let's think about it. You wash the menstrual blood off your mouth first.

He went to wash it. The few of us winked at each other. In fact, we had thought yesterday that he would not be able to eat it. There was still a lot in the bag. It would be a waste to waste it. After he washed the menstrual blood from the corners of his mouth, we continued to make him kneel on the ground.

Big S said, slave, you are so lucky today. You can eat the delicacies of more than 60 beauties in the show. Unfortunately, there is one thing you haven't eaten.

What is it?

The head of the room said, you will know when you see it.

We took out our respective underwear from the basin. They were all freshly changed and unwashed. My pair was white with yellow marks on it.

I said, opening my mouth.

I put the panties directly into his mouth.

Let you know the stinky smell down there, and use your saliva to clean it off for me.

Then Big S stuffed her yellow one into his mouth so that he couldn't even speak.

Big S said, I have been wearing it for two days, haha.

Big S grabbed his hair and Little S kicked him.

Then the room director took her red underwear and put it on his face, pointing the secretion area at his nose.

The head of the room said that he would let you smell enough at night.

Little S also put her pink panties over his head, leaving only one of his eyes exposed. Then we forced him to put his head into the bag, and we put the bag on his head together. The room manager tied the bag tightly around his neck with her white silk scarf, and then asked him to stand up. We shook the bag vigorously, so that all the excrement fell on his face. When everything was ready, we drove him under the bed.

We thought it was funny the whole night, he kept whining and screaming under the bed.

Big S said that the dog must be very happy to sleep with so many delicious food tonight.

Yes, my mouth is full of women’s vaginal fluid.

He mistook something smelly for something fragrant, so perverted.

Bitch, you must lick my underwear clean tonight. If there are any yellow ones tomorrow, I will teach you a lesson.

We released him at 10 o'clock the next morning. At this time, he was completely unrecognizable and miserable. After spending 14 hours with the girl's odor, his nose would probably not be able to distinguish between fragrance and odor in the future.

Statistics on the food consumed in the past 2 hours last night: more than 30 pieces of relatively complete toilet paper, with light traces inside. More than 20 pieces of complete toilet paper, with fresh urine stains, estimated to be within two hours. More than 10 pieces of completely soaked paper (meaning that the urine was wiped with paper before the urine was clean) and 2 paper balls. There was nothing in them. He just swallowed the paper. 2 pieces of nasal discharge, 1 piece of chewing gum, 3 pieces of leucorrhea, 8 hairs, more than 10 large pieces (not much left on the paper), 5 or 6 large pieces (there are a lot left on the paper), 3 sanitary pads, sanitary napkins (not eaten, there are 2 or 3 pieces in the bag). It can be said that the variety of women is quite complete, only tampons are missing, but indeed very few use these in our school.

Later, when I asked him about his situation, he said that he couldn't eat in the two days since he was trained last time, and there was always a bad smell in his mouth. Even chewing gum didn't help. It always smelled bad, and he had a lot of stomach pain and constant diarrhea. He probably ate too many harmful things that day, which caused a lot of harm to his body. We conclude that there are levels of toilet slaves. The junior toilet slaves can drink urine, swallow a small amount of tuba but cannot chew it, and cannot eat menstruation. Intermediate toilet slaves can eat all disgusting things, including whole tuba, menstruation, and even chewing, but they will also eat normal food. High-end toilet slaves do not eat any normal food at all, and survive entirely on excrement and vomit after girls eat. He can only be considered a junior, and it may be difficult for him to become our long-term toilet slave.

Our plan is to recruit a male every two weeks. We hope everyone will sign up enthusiastically to see whoever satisfies us and passes the test can be our personal dog slave. When QQ, please explain the services you can provide us, for example, you can help us wash our feet, socks, etc. (We do not only recruit toilet slaves) The slave must provide his or her ID card, which we will detain during training to prevent you from stealing our things and running away at night.

We agreed to shoot it on DV so that it could be converted into text later, otherwise we would forget many details. You should write down your feelings so that we can understand your psychology at the time when we are sorting out the text. Much of this article was written after listening to his thoughts.

Fans who want to be toilet slaves, please note that first of all, if you want to taste delicious food, you can't sneak into the women's toilet by yourself, otherwise don't blame me if you are discovered. Second, we need to find a clean mistress like us, otherwise being a toilet slave is easy to contract sexually transmitted diseases, which are transmitted through body fluids. Third, it will cause harm to the body, so be mentally prepared.

No. 2

Male slave No. 2, 28 years old, perverted. I asked him online what he liked, and he said anything was fine, but he especially liked drinking holy water.

Time November 28, 2006

We made an appointment at 8pm, and the four of us were in the dormitory when he came. The room director was dressed conservatively today, wearing jeans and boots (the weather was cold). I wore a black miniskirt, very thin black heels, and red panties. Both sizes S wear denim skirts, high heels, and red suspenders. It's quite warm in the bedroom.

He said, you are indeed beauties.

Of course. You're here for an interview to be our slave, right?

Yes, Master.

Have you played before?

I've played it before and went to the hair salon.

Playing or something, several times.

5 or 6 times, lick their feet.

You even licked the lady's feet, you are too bitchy.

They all laughed at me for being mean.

Is the lady pretty?

There is no comparison with you, you are too upright. I feel like all my previous money was wasted.

What else have you played?

Face sitting.

How to play?

Just let the lady sit on my face and suffocate me.

Haha, that’s extremely mean. What else?

They don't play with anything else. I like to drink their urine, but they refuse. Some even don't let their butts be licked.

We'll keep you drunk.

The head of the room said, first you have to make me feel comfortable tonight. Get down on your knees. He really had to kneel down immediately. The room leader was sitting on the bed in the dormitory. He also crawled in front of her and said, I will do whatever the master tells me to do.

Open your mouth wide.

He opened his mouth wide and the room manager spit the saliva in his throat into his mouth. We were all stunned by the happy expression on his face when he swallowed it. As he swallowed, he shouted that it felt so good, so good.

It’s really perverted. Does it taste good?

It tastes so good. Master, please reward me more.

That depends on your performance.

Master, just give the order.

Look at the dust on my boots, bitch, do you know what to do? He lifted the room director's right foot with both hands, stretched out his tongue, and licked the ashes on the toe of the shoe. After licking the toe of the shoe, lick the side of the shoe.

Damn dog, what does it taste like?

A mix of leathery and earthy notes.

Haha, try harder and lick repeatedly.

He licked it for 5 minutes, and there was no dust left on it.

Bitch, did you forget to lick your heels?

He immediately went to lick the heel, and the room director asked him to hold the entire heel in his mouth.

See how deep your throat is, I'll fuck you to death.

His mouth took the entire heel of the shoe in, and the room director continued to thrust in and out. He whined and screamed. A few thrusts seemed to hurt his throat, and he almost shed tears.

I said, for the first time, don’t play too hard.

Big S said, bitch, don't stop, there is another foot.

Little S was filming with a DV, and he asked, will you upload this to the Internet?

Don’t worry, we’re not that boring.

He continued to lift the room director's other foot and lick the boot.

The room chief said, bitch, lie face up on the ground.

After he did so, the head of the room inserted the heel of his shoe into his mouth, making him whine and scream with a very satisfied look on his face.

I stepped on his right hand with my heel, and Big S also stepped on his left hand. Every time he stepped on it, he screamed miserably. In the film, there is a person standing on his hand. We didn’t want his hand to be broken, so we just wanted to make him feel pain. It would be bad if he got injured.

Bitch, did you lick it clean? I want to check.

Clean.

Okay, I'll reward you with delicious food. The head of the room spat into his mouth 5 or 6 more times, and the three of us also went up and spat one after another. Big S lazily pointed at his mouth and spat directly on his face. My saliva was a lot, and it flowed into his mouth.

He said, I don’t know why, but my penis immediately became bigger after drinking your saliva. Do you know how to do footjob? I can't stand it anymore. Little S said, I'm in a hurry, it's still early?

After each of us vomited a dozen mouthfuls, his hands couldn't help but touch down.

No touching allowed.

I can't stand it, I'm so excited.

Hold on, we haven't had enough fun, men lose interest when they cum, we're not that stupid.

You guys are really expert.

Of course, we asked him to lie down and the room manager stepped on his lower body. Unfortunately, he ejaculated within a few steps.

Why is it so useless?

You guys are so upright, no man would be able to bear the four of you playing with me together.

We didn't play enough. You can't leave or you'll fail.

Okay, let's go ahead. Anyway, I came back in half an hour.

You stood up straight, spread your legs a little further, and the room director began to kick him underneath.

Little S said, don't use too much force, or something may happen.

The room chief said, no, look at his excitement.

Every time I kicked him two or three times, he would protect his lower body in pain. In fact, we knew he must be very happy. We college girls are already very stressed in our studies. Abusing men will make us feel that the pressure is relieved a lot. In front of us, a man who is usually arrogant will kneel in front of you and lick your shoes. You will slap him in the face and spit on him without resisting. Kicking him in the lower part makes us feel that these A bitch man will be better off if he has no sons and no grandsons. The three of us also kicked him from behind. Big S kicked him so hard that he fell to the ground. We were a little afraid that something would happen to him. He said, you are not trained, so you kick randomly. You can't kick a man's balls. It is easy to get hurt and it is very painful, so you can only kick the front part. He was wearing pants so we couldn't see inside, so we decided to wait until he took them off before kicking.

The room chief said, take off my boots. He unzipped his boots.

Bastard, who told you to use your hands and your mouth?

He could only use his mouth to take it off, but he couldn't take it off for 5 minutes. He had to bite the heel of the shoe with his whole mouth and pull back hard, but he still couldn't get it off, so Big S slapped him in the face.

Big S said, useless guy. Take off mine.

Big S also sat on the bed with her high heels stretched out in front of him. He took it off with his mouth. It was easier than before and he took it off quickly.

He was a little disappointed. It would be better if you put on stockings.

None of the four of us wore stockings today, only the room chief wore short socks. Although I heard that men are very interested in stockings, our legs are pretty, so we don’t usually wear them. Girls with unsightly legs will use stockings to modify them. Considering that bitch likes it, we will wear it when training in the future.

Big S said, you are still picky.

I don’t dare, your legs are too beautiful. can i touch

Do you think of us as ladies? If you lick me and I feel comfortable, I might let you touch me.

He picked up Big S's feet and started licking the soles of the feet.

It was so ticklish. Big S suddenly laughed. Do you know how to lick it? Why is it so itchy?

When he licks the heel, the big S is no longer itchy and is thicker there.

What does it smell like? Is it fragrant?

Fragrant, so fragrant.

Be honest and don't be perfunctory. I slapped him.

It smells a bit sour and smells like feet, but the smellier it is, the more excited I am.

Haha, there are also ours. Little S and I couldn't wait any longer, so we took off our high heels and let him lick them while the room manager took a DV to film them.

He is more experienced in licking Little S. He cannot lick the soles of the feet because it will itch, so he will kiss them with his mouth. It doesn't matter if he licks the heels. We force him to lick in the order we like, first licking the instep, then the toes, starting from the thumb in turn, licking each toe and holding it in his mouth. This way we will feel better, and we also need to lick the spaces between the toes. After a long time, we will feel very comfortable, a bit like washing feet, and that area is the dirtiest. We usually sweat a lot when practicing dancing, so he licks it clean just right.

I am writing this article to tell all dogs what we like, because that is what you will have to do in the future. We like it best when he uses his mouth to take our entire feet in, as much as he can. Among the four of us, Big S is the plumpest, and Little S is the second largest. I think her feet are the most beautiful, and the room manager and I have the smallest feet.

When he sucks my foot, he can hold almost half of it. I will push it in hard, trying to split his lips. After the three of our feet are inserted, his mouth will be gradually opened a lot by us, and his mouth will be filled with our feet. Then we will shake our legs, and his head can only move around with our legs. It is very fun. I'm not ticklish, so when it was his turn to lick me, I let him lick the soles of my feet. I was more relaxed and allowed him to lick my calves and thighs. He almost licked every piece of skin on my legs. He also wanted to lick Little S's legs, but Little S's legs deliberately avoided it. The bitch's tongue stretched out to lick it. Just as he was about to lick it, Little S's legs avoided it again.

You lick it, why can't you lick it?

He went to lick it again, but still couldn't lick it. Little S moved his legs to tease him and laughed loudly. After being licked by this bitch a few times, Little S kicked him in the face and slapped him left and right with the soles of his feet. We all thought that Little S's invention was a good trick. We also teased him with our feet. Big S's feet moved up, down, left, and right to prevent him from licking him. He finally managed to lick him, Big S. S kicked him in the face until he was kicked off the bed.

The three of us took turns slapping him in the face with the soles of our feet. Big S and I attacked from both sides, while Little S kicked him hard in the chin. Later, Big S and I were tired from kicking and moved to another bed. Little S asked him to lie on the bed, face up, and she played with his face with her feet.

Bitch, I'm in a bad mood today, and you just let me vent.

Then she smiled and rubbed his face with her feet, flattening his nose. The bitch stretched out its tongue very long, allowing Little S to be trampled by his feet, and his face was kicked several times. He said it felt so good. After Little S got tired of playing, we saw that his face was a little distorted and his nose seemed to be crooked from being kicked. It was very funny when we thought about it. The boy licked more and more vigorously. Big S was a little more conservative and only allowed him to lick the thighs or calves. He was not allowed to touch his hands. If he touched it, he would be slapped.

I was more casual and let him touch my thigh, but he seemed to push it even further and touched my skirt. I immediately pushed my knee into his face, which made him scream in pain. After half an hour, our feet felt comfortable and our hearts felt comfortable, so we decided to fulfill his little wish and sit on his face. The first time we heard what he said, the head of the room sat down on his face first, and we saw with our own eyes that his lower body immediately lifted up. It was amazing. We took off his pants, leaving him in just his white briefs. Wow, it's so high. He couldn't speak with his face pressed down, but he should have difficulty breathing. Sure enough, within a minute, he started to struggle, and the room chief got up and asked him to breathe.

Useless things, I just thought they were fun, can't you do it?

You are so heavy that your face is crushed. It would be best if you take off your pants so I can lick your asshole.

Okay, if you can hold on for 3 minutes, I will let you lick my ass.

He immediately lay down to meet the room manager's big ass. The room manager sat down hard, not letting him breathe at all, and moved his buttocks up and down, left and right, so that his face could change.

I must suffocate you to death today.

Big S stepped on his lower body with his feet and rubbed it repeatedly. The guy couldn't hold it for more than a minute and a half before he started struggling. Little S and I helped hold his hands down, and the room manager couldn't sit up. We watched his whole body squirm in pain. No matter how strong a man is, he can't beat the four of us. At 2 minutes, he started to He screamed under his buttocks. Although he couldn't scream, he must be begging us to let him go. The room manager ignored him and focused all his strength on his face. Big S also stepped on his balls with his feet. We asked him to live or die. Finally, he turned his head to the right like crazy and finally took a breath.

Within three minutes, we were all laughing.

It took him a long time to recover, and his head was covered with sweat.

I said, I let you smell the smell of my underwear. I was wearing a short skirt, so I sat on his face and pressed my underwear directly on his face. It was Little S's turn to step on his lower body. He was so happy now. I felt him sticking out his tongue to lick my underwear. I sat down hard, but his tongue couldn't move. There was a whine there, and I knew what he wanted to say. He wanted to ask me to raise my head higher so that he could lick my underwear, but I insisted on pressing his nose so that he could fully smell the fragrance of my underwear. Within a minute, I saw him cum again with my own eyes. I didn’t know whether it was from me sitting down or being stepped on by Little S. He had no interest after ejaculating twice that day, which disappointed us, when I asked him if he still wanted to drink holy water? He actually said that he didn't think so for the time being. We were looking for a man who would continue to be abused even after cumming, he was too elementary.

When he left, each of us gave him another slap and a mouthful of phlegm, but he seemed to be tortured very reluctantly and was not as excited as before. We had many tricks that we couldn't realize, which made us very angry. Needless to say, we do not consider him to be our long-term slave. Are our demands too high? I can't find a good slave. As we have said before, the standard for a toilet slave is that it can be eaten.

The standard for a foot slave is to be patient. This is very important. You can't want to cum after just a few licks. How can this be done? From now on, foot slaves will have to serve our feet for several hours. How can we do it if we can just cum at every turn? It’s even more abominable that he has no intention of serving us after he ejaculates, it’s just to satisfy his own foot fetish. Therefore, the minimum requirement we have for our foot slaves is that they must continue to serve us after ejaculation. If you do not meet these conditions, please do not come to us again.

No. 3

On January 12, Male No. 3 M, 33 years old, manager of an advertising company, married.

When chatting online, he said that he likes to be stepped on. For this training, he even bought 4 pairs of shoes to dedicate to us.

Asked how far he could accept it, he said he liked women trampling on him, and it didn't matter if he got hurt.

We know that sometimes we cannot believe everything M says online, so we asked him to write a training contract. We read the contract he wrote and we were quite satisfied with it. The contents of the contract are:

training contract

Party A: Queen XXX,XX,XXX,XX

Party B: Male slave XXX

From the date that Party A and Party B sign this contract, the two parties form a master-slave relationship.

1. Party B promises that it will become Party A’s lifelong slave from now on and is willing to obey all orders and instructions of Party A unconditionally. Giving up all rights as a human being, the ownership of his body belongs to Party A and will be used by Party A as his personal belongings.

2. Whatever Party B wants to do must be approved by Party A.

3. The purpose of Party B's existence is to serve Party A, please Party A, and meet any of Party A's requirements at all times.

4. Party B must be grateful when accepting Party A’s punishment.

5. Party B becomes Party A’s sexual tool unconditionally, and its tongue and mouth must meet Party A’s sexual needs at any time.

6. Party A can own more slaves, while Party B can only accept Party A’s training. It is obliged to prepare more slaves for Party A for Party A to enjoy.

7. Party B is not allowed to masturbate without Party A’s permission.

8. If Party A causes damage to any part of Party B's body during the training of Party B, Party B will be solely responsible for the consequences, and Party A does not need to bear any legal liability. (If Party B dies, Party A is not responsible, because Party B’s right to life has been disposed of by Party A)

Party B’s signature office: Date:

The content in brackets was added by us, mainly because a netizen showed me a Japanese film a while ago. It was about more than 20 women drowning a man alive with urine. At first, I thought it was fake. Later, I heard the netizen said that these were real deaths in Japan, and a death contract had to be written before filming. I later watched the film, and it turned out that the man had his head stuffed in urine, without changing the camera, until he was actually drowned.

After he signed the agreement, he took out the shoes he bought for us, 12 cm black and 16 cm red high heels, and two pairs of black boots, both 60 cm and 12 cm. The room manager and I grabbed the boots, while Little S preferred the red high-heeled shoes. Seeing that we liked it so much, he promised to bring more SM tools in the future.

We sat on the bed and tortured him, do you have a wife?

Yes.

Does she know you like this?

You know a little bit, I like to play trample, but she doesn't really want to play.

Did you play with your wife?

Played it once or twice.

Do you think your wife is beautiful or we are beautiful?

Of course you are beautiful.

So what do you think if you and your wife become our slaves at the same time?

Of course you can do it, but I don’t know if she is willing. I will find a way to get her to come here to serve you.

How old is your wife? what for?

28 years old, primary school music teacher.

You can kneel now. Then take off your top. He was obedient and quickly took off his shirt and knelt in front of our bed. The nose was only centimeters from my boots.

You can start licking.

Sure enough, he started licking my boots, looking like he was enjoying it. Sometimes he would smell the boots vigorously with his nose, and sometimes with his tongue.

The licking continued, and it was more beautiful than the last licking. We felt that older men would be more patient.

We are about to train you, bitch, are you ready?

Okay, Queen.

Then why don't you lie down. He lay obediently on his back on the floor, and I stepped over him. I was afraid of hurting him, so I stepped over him quickly. The moment the high heels penetrated his flesh, he couldn't help but cry out in pain. The four of us lined up and took turns stepping on him. Big S even stepped on his cock in a unique way. Although we only stayed on him for half a second, this was just the beginning of the warm-up. Cruel things were still waiting for him later.

We were curious about whether we could stand entirely on top of him. We felt that it would definitely hurt him to death, especially since the heels were so sharp that it was not something ordinary people could bear when they penetrated his flesh. Yet he begged us to do so, as if it would bring him satisfaction. We asked him have you done this before? Don't force it. He said that he had played with his wife before, and it was really painful for her to stand on top of him with bare feet, but he wanted to be stepped on by more women, and it would not be our fault if he got hurt. Anyway, he had signed the contract and we decided to play with him.

In order to maintain balance, Big S and Little S supported me and stood on his belly. His expression immediately changed, and we heard him scream in more pain than before. It was clear that this scream came from the heart and was in real pain. In less than 5 seconds, his hands started to grab my boots, trying to move them away. It seemed that he couldn't bear the torture at all, and he shouted, "Get off if you can't stand it anymore."

What a useless bitch. He said it hurt too much and the floor was too hard. We saw clearly visible shoe heel marks and two red concave holes on his stomach. Fortunately, I just stood on his stomach the first time. If I had stood directly on his chest just now, he might have died.

The second time it was the room director's turn to stand on him. The room manager was heavier than me. As soon as he stood up this time, his legs began to kick and his body began to twist and struggle. The room director bent his legs slightly and lowered his center of gravity, which might slightly relieve his pain.

Next came Big S. This time, he was going to stand on his chest. It was very dangerous to stand like this. It was difficult for the bitch to even bark because his lungs were compressed and he couldn't breathe out. Big S also deliberately teased him, asking him to raise his head and lick her shoes in such painful circumstances, otherwise he would not come down. He could only do it.

The heel of Little S looked quite scary. The heel was 16 centimeters. It was no joke. She stood up on it and crushed his nipples with her shoe. His facial expression was very strange, as if it was an expression of happiness amid the pain.

Come on, lick my legs. Little S teased him, making him raise his head and lick her calves.

We practiced like this for a long time until his belly was fully able to withstand our level of torture. Originally he could only hold on for 5 seconds, but later he could hold on for about half a minute. Although his body was scarred and covered with red marks, at least he said he could endure the pain.

We felt that this was not exciting enough, so I wanted to play some new tricks. First, I stood on his belly, and then stood on his cheek with one foot to pinch his face. Although this action was very dangerous, we now didn't care about the life or death of the bitch under our feet. Anyway, we played whatever was interesting. His face was trampled under my boots, and he couldn't even express the pain, so he could only let us torture him.

Then when it was Big S's turn to stand, she deliberately put her weight on one foot and raised the other slightly. Now her entire weight was placed on one foot, and he screamed like a pig again.

I said, it seems that you still need to keep practicing. You have to learn every trampling technique. The four of us trained him to be able to withstand stepping on one foot. Sometimes the room manager would stand on one foot and stab his neck with the toe of his shoe with the other foot. We were very scared when we thought about it later. But it was really crazy at the time, but luckily nothing serious happened.

Then we were ready to play something more exciting, standing on him and stepping on him at the same time. The four of us took turns stepping on him. He was much better this time than before. Although he was still shaking now, it was much better than the previous large-scale twisting.

As we continue to train, our balance ability has improved a lot. We no longer need support from others as we did at the beginning. Now I can stand on it alone to maintain balance, so that the other two can step on his hands to prevent his hands from flicking.

Then the room director stood close to his neck and pinched his face with his feet. We looked very scary, but we heard from the bitch afterwards that it was not very painful.

We want to play a difficult action, that is, two people stand on the body at the same time. Maybe no man can bear it. If he is really injured, we think he is willing to do it. In our hearts, we never regard him as a human being, just like a puppy picked up from the roadside. Who cares whether he lives or lives.

Big S and Little S came to play first. They could hold the bed rail next to them with their hands, and then one stood on the chest and the other stood on the stomach. The two of them were more gentle with their feet, and their heels were slightly raised. If they had really used high heels to stand on it, he would have been seriously injured.

I once stood on his chest, and the room manager also stepped on his nose and flattened it, just like the last time we played with suffocation. We actually also like to suffocate men.

In fact, the bitch may not know that we are very polite to him. When we stand on him, we have leverage. If we stand on him desperately, he will definitely not be able to leave our dormitory. If we really use force, even if we do not stand on him, we will just step on him with our heels.

, he won’t be able to bear it either. Big S likes to stand on top of him and crush his nipples like this. His face will immediately twist and his mouth will open wide.

We were all wearing short skirts that day, so when we stood on top of him, he could clearly see the underwear underneath. By the time we thought about it, he must have seen it many times. In order to punish his crime, we kicked him at the same time, stepped on his hands, face, and legs until we fell tired on the bed. In the end, the four of us took turns stepping on the slave's face with one foot and took pictures with a digital camera. This training lasted about three hours. We thought he was pretty good and made an appointment to continue next week. Before leaving, we gave him some of our old stockings.

On January 19th, we still trained him in the same way as last time. Since he gave us a good feeling (he is indeed quite handsome), we played a trampling game for 2 hours. It was similar to last time. The main result was that we had completely opened the slave's heart. The slave said that the reason why he was so good the previous time was It is difficult to persist, mainly because he is very afraid of getting hurt deep down, so he can't let go when playing, and wants to give up as soon as he feels pain. However, after two trainings, he began to feel that since he has become our pleasure tool, he has to completely disregard life and death, so he can endure it no matter how painful it is. We were even able to jump over him this time (for safety, we put a mattress under his body). Little S also likes to stand on the bed, then jump down and step on his palms. The difference from last time is that Big S can stand completely on the slave's face. The method is to stand with one foot on the slave's mouth and one foot on the slave's eyes, and then support us with both hands to maintain balance.

The difficult move performed by the room director is to stand with one foot on the slave's chest and insert the heel of the other foot directly into the slave's mouth.

He seems to particularly enjoy having our hands stepped on and likes to play this every time. We would use our shoes to step on his fingers, palms or backs of hands. Sometimes when we were having fun, we would play a collective hand stepping game with 4 people, that is, I would step on his palms with my heels, the room manager would step on his fingers with both feet, and the big and small S would stand on his arms respectively.

After the trampling game was over, our previous feeling of having our feet licked came back, so I said to him, come on, you bitch, don’t help us take off our shoes yet.

He first helped me unzip my boots, and then slowly took off my boots. I stretched my feet in front of him. He first held my feet in admiration, and then I asked him to take my big toes in his mouth. I felt that my toes were rubbed repeatedly by his tongue in his mouth, which was very comfortable. I made him lick each of my toes.

Big S was also eager to give it a try. He took off their high heels like before, and they all stretched out their feet for him to lick at the same time. They also put their two big toes into his mouth for him to suck. He praised our nail polish for being beautiful. Our vanity expanded, so we kept letting him lick it. All four of them stretched their feet in front of him. I pinched his nose with my toes. Big S put my feet in front of his nose to let him smell it. Little S and the room manager put their feet into his mouth.

Our experience this time is that some projects can be done for a long time, and some projects cannot be done for a long time. For example, we did the one-legged face stand, where the room leader first stood barefoot on his chest, then stepped on his face with one foot, and then raised the other foot. It was like a golden rooster on its own.

Experience is that the more difficult the trampling method is to maintain balance, the more painful it will be for the slave. The weight of the queen is not the most terrifying, but if the balance cannot be maintained, the person standing on it will use the force of his feet to achieve balance. The slave will be in extreme pain if he exerts force, so it is very dangerous. If you can maintain balance and don't move once you stand up, it will be easier for the queen to use her strength to disperse the power of her feet, and the slave will not be easily injured. In addition, you can also stand with one foot on the slave's forehead while wearing boots, and insert the high heels into the slave's mouth. (It’s super difficult to do. I’ve only managed it once.) When stepping on the hand, if you step on it with the sole of your shoe, it shouldn’t be a big problem. It will be easier for him to accept it if you use a little force. The difficult thing is to stand on the palms or fingers of stilettos and use the weight of the entire body to press them. If you don't do it well, your hands will become useless. We have never tried it, and we don't dare to try it. Because there is a lot of meat on the body, there is very little meat on the hands, and the bones are easily broken.

In addition, he has a lot of flesh on his body and is soft and elastic when standing on it. Only a slave like this can stand on him. We don't think a thinner male would be suitable.

He often called us on January 24th and 3rd. When he came on January 24th, he brought a lot of fruits to honor us (later I found out that he had other purposes). After he came, we originally wanted to play the trampling game as before, but after only playing for less than half an hour, he wanted to change to something new. We asked him what he was playing with, and he pointed to the pile of fruits (there were oranges and bananas in them) and said: I like to see you stepping on the fruits.

We immediately knew what he was thinking, but we ordered him to clean our dormitory after playing, and he agreed: I will complete the task with my mouth.

First, he took out some oranges. The oranges he bought were quite big and easier for us to step on. Smaller oranges would easily slip off. We asked him to peel the oranges and bananas first, and then place an orange on the ground. Big S would step on it first, crushing the orange with his high heels, and then crushing it with his shoes. The orange was crushed immediately and the juice flowed out. A few of us also went up and stepped on it.

You bitch, why don’t you go and eat it?

He immediately obediently lay down on the floor and started eating, licking up the juice on the floor with his tongue, and then swallowed the rotten orange as well.

Bitch, have you forgotten something?

No, they were all licked clean.

Didn't you see it on my shoes?

He immediately got down and licked the soles of my shoes.

Don't forget that all four of us have to lick it. The room director grabbed his hair and forced him to lick it until he had licked all four of our shoes clean. He had no choice but to do it because he knew otherwise he would be slapped in the face by us.

Then the room manager began to trample the banana until the whole banana was trampled into mud. Big S suddenly thought of a suggestion. She said that bananas are very similar to the things on men's penis. We can also play the game of stepping on cocks in the future.

He lay down again and started eating rotten bananas, and then he also wanted to lick the room leader's feet clean.

Later, we threw all the peeled fruits on the ground, and then several people took turns stepping on them until the entire dormitory floor was covered with rotten fruits. Then we forced him to clean up the mess with his tongue. Big S also deliberately put oranges in the toilet, stepped on them, and then asked him to lick them.

He said, can you step on it with bare feet, and then I will lick your feet clean?

We didn't agree to his request because we felt it would be a bad idea.

He said that this is done in SM films.

Little S was still relatively soft-hearted and actually agreed to him. We watched her take off her shoes, walk barefoot on the floor, and step on fruits until there was mashed banana between her toes and orange juice on the soles of her feet. Then Little S sat on the bed and let him lick his feet, as if Little S himself was enjoying it.

We asked her what it felt like, and she said it was difficult to describe it in words, but it was indeed quite strange.

We also got excited, took off our shoes one after another, stepped on the fruit with bare feet, and let him lick our feet. But no matter how hard he licked with his tongue, his feet would still be unclean, so we had to rinse them with water in the end.

We played like this for more than 2 hours, but there were still a lot of dirty things on the dormitory floor. He said it was difficult to clean up, and we couldn't control so much. We had to let him make the floor as clean as it was at the beginning. This would be difficult for him. If he wants to lick the fruit residue clean, he has to lick the floor many times with his tongue alone. In this case, he has to lick the ashes on the floor into his stomach as well. Who told him to want to play this game? He can't do it without paying a price.

It was even more miserable for him when he went to the toilet to lick it, because the floor in the toilet was very damp, and there were often hairs that we dropped on the ground. After a long time, they would get mixed together, and the black hair felt disgusting. Big S also deliberately mixed mashed bananas in the black hair. Not to mention how disgusting it was, we didn't even dare to watch him eat it. It was really difficult for a man who was not a toilet slave to do this, but fortunately he successfully completed the cleaning task within half an hour.

To understand more about his feelings, we asked him to go back and write an article.

Confessions of Male Slave No. 3

January 26th.

The day before yesterday we asked him to write a confession, and the following is the article he wrote.

I have been obsessed with women's feet or high heels since I was a child. When I was very young, I longed to be stepped on by women. When I was young, I even wished that I had a super power that could turn into a woman's insole, so that I could be stepped on by women to and from school every day. Every day when I see girls wearing boots or sandals on the street, I fantasize about being stepped on by them. I imagine that there is a beautiful woman who asks me to make a carpet for her house. I get stepped on by her every day, but I have never been stepped on.

After I got married, I wanted to try it with my wife, but she thought I was weird every time I played and was not very willing. The first time I lied to her and told her to stand on me and I would guess her weight. She didn't believe that I could guess and she actually did it. I was really happy at the time. But the first time she stood on my stomach with bare feet, I felt very painful, as if the stomach inside was stepped on and cracked. So I couldn't bear it before I stood up completely the first time.

I felt that it might be better to stand on my chest, but I didn’t expect that it would be more painful to stand on my chest, and the bones on my chest seemed to be cracked. I could only lie down on the bed and let her stand on my back. Although I could stand up, the pain was unbearable. This disrupted all my previous fantasies. It seemed that trampling was not as fun as I thought, and I couldn’t even imagine trampling with shoes like in SM movies.

My wife doesn’t like to play this with me, but as time goes by, I will regain the urge to be stepped on by women. Later, I met two queens on the Internet, so I contacted them to play trample. After playing a few times, my ability to endure trample became better and better. I found that trample requires some skills, otherwise I will get injured.

But I found that these two queens were not very beautiful (but they taught me a lot of skills), so I continued to search online, and then I met the four queens I am training now. After more than two months of constant communication, I sent them many trampling articles, which gradually made them interested. I also sent them a few of my movies. Finally, they accepted my request. All four of them have good figures and are light in weight, so they are very fun to play with.

Although it still hurts and my body is bruised every time after playing, as long as they can bear it, they will continue to look for me to step on them. I usually play every week. It doesn’t matter even if my wife knows about it, because I have found the queen of my dreams, and they are also very satisfied with my performance. At least in terms of stepping, I believe no one can surpass me. I hope they won’t get tired of playing.

No. 4

Valentine's Day, February 16th

On the 4th, M said on the phone that he was willing to break up with his girlfriend, which was completely what I expected. He said that since he was studying for self-study exams anyway, he could stay at home and serve me all day long. I think it’s pretty good to have such a personal slave. I was quite satisfied with the performance of him and his girlfriend last time, but my roommate would definitely feel weird seeing a handsome guy as my slave.

On February 14th, he presented himself to me as my Valentine's Day gift. On that day, he tied himself with many bows, packaged it like a gift, and showed me the men's chastity pants he was wearing. He showed me the signed slave contract, saying that he would be my private slave for the rest of his life.

His situation is: 182cm tall, 21 years old, Aries, majoring in e-commerce, and his family is fairly wealthy. He looks more like Zai Zai in F4, but he is more handsome than Zai Zai. He can definitely go to film TV. His dream is to be a model.

I told him three stipulations: first, he must not fall in love with my roommate, second, he must not invite anyone to my house without my permission, and third, he must not make any sexual demands without my permission.

The requirement for him to dress is that he must wear a shirt and tie when his roommate is away. Men have the temptation of uniforms, and so do we women. Many girls have fantasies about doctors and lawyers. I prefer him to dress more formally. I see all men naked in SM movies. I personally don’t like men to be like this all the time. I only ask him to be naked after he enters my room at night.

I asked him to read every article in my blog carefully, especially the article I wrote about my ideal life. Since there are too few private slaves now, all the work can only be done by him. He must learn all the housework in the shortest time and ensure that I live like a princess, otherwise he will be abandoned by me.

He is a little more useful than the handsome guy I imagined. At least he is quite attentive and diligent in housework. He was busy for more than 2 hours preparing dinner. I invited my roommate to eat together. The roommate is a 27-year-old Yangzhou beauty who is 17cm tall. She has been in Shanghai for a year. She works as a graphic designer. She is single. I can’t tell her real name, but her online name is Luanhong. She often goes out to bars at night, drinks well and likes to smoke. One of us usually cooks and the other washes dishes. On weekends, I go back to my own house to eat. When Luan Hong came back, she said, "Who cooked so many dishes?"

I pointed at him and he did.

Is he your new boyfriend? Why don't you go out to celebrate Valentine's Day?

No, it's my dog.

Dog? No way. Your little wolfdog.

No, he's just my manservant, just a slave.

You are so good. How much money did you give him?

He did it voluntarily, dog, you say it yourself.

He said, yes, I am the master's private slave, completely voluntarily.

You heard it, from now on we don’t have to do housework, he will take care of it all.

That's really good. Why can't I find a handsome guy willing to do housework for me?

And he will wash all our clothes from now on.

He was so good, so he had to be rewarded with a piece of meat. Luan Hong put a piece of meat in his bowl.

There is no need to be nice to him, he is just a dog. He can no longer eat at the same table with us. He can only eat our leftovers after we have finished eating. Did you hear that dog?

He immediately squatted on the ground.

Luan Hong said, he is so mean. All men in Shanghai are like this.

After we finished eating, we left him in the hall to eat cold dishes, then wiped the table and washed the dishes. Luan Hong and I went to the room to chat. She had many curious things to ask me, so I explained them to her one by one. Luan Hong asked me where he slept, and I said he slept under my bed.

Aren't you afraid of him at night?

Don't be afraid, he is wearing chastity pants, the kind with a lock, I have the key.

What are chastity pants used for?

It doesn't prevent him from going to the toilet, but it restrains him there so that he doesn't get bigger. Besides, even if he didn't wear it, he wouldn't dare do anything to me.

She was very envious of me for having such a slave. When I told her that I still had many more, she thought I was joking.

In the evening, after washing the dishes, he would sweep the floor and help me heat the water in the shower.

After we all finished washing and put on nightgowns, we threw our dirty clothes to him to wash. At first, Luan Hong felt embarrassed to let him wash our underwear. I said it was okay, he volunteered. Luan Hong and I were watching TV on the sofa, which kept him busy for a long time. It wasn't until 9:30 in the evening that he hung up all his underwear. It seemed that boys were slow in doing housework. Luan Hong also felt strange that it took him so long to wash and there was no sound of water.

I knew he must lick it with his tongue first, but I didn't tell Luan Hong.

Then the dog and I went into the room and asked him to take off all his clothes. I also want to chat with dogs online to see if I can find another good one.

I sat on the bed and surfed the Internet, letting him be my seat cushion. I rode on his face and chatted with other dogs. I feel that the greatest joy of being with M is that they are not as self-righteous as other men, but they completely obey my orders and dare not speak loudly to me. And he still has to do such humiliating things. The fact that he can endure the humiliation of my crotch shows that he has completely obeyed me in his heart.

Many dogs on the Internet will only ask me directly if I am willing to accept him. In fact, I will not accept him if he asks me this way. Girls and boys are different. Our emotions need to be cultivated slowly. Only when we are happy when we talk to you will we have a sense of trust in you. Only trust will make it possible to recruit you. But many boys simply don’t understand this. In order to prevent the dog under my crotch from being suffocated, after a while I would change the position to let him breathe, or just let him put his nose to my underwear to smell. It was a wonderful feeling to sit on his face and chat with other dogs at the same time. Especially when he thinks of my excretion opening pointing at his mouth, and him breathing hard underneath, he feels very happy.

I said I was thirsty, and he immediately poured water for me, and then continued to lie under my butt. I felt that he was very gentle and considerate, and he had no complaints at all.

After half an hour in bed, I was ready to enjoy the foot licking service before going to bed. He gently took off my slippers and put them neatly under the bed. I closed my eyes and lay flat on the bed, letting him massage my feet. He held my feet and licked them carefully.

While he was licking it, I asked him how he felt about the redness. Am I as beautiful as me?

He said, two styles of beauties.

When I was ready to go to bed at 11 o'clock, he could only sleep holding my slippers under the bed with a dog collar around his neck. He was not allowed to make any sound.

I woke up at around 9 o'clock the next day. My feet were itchy. It was him licking my feet. It felt good.

I usually like to sleep in, and his licking made me so comfortable that I didn’t even want to get up. Suddenly I remembered that today is not the weekend. I have to go to the company for an internship. It’s okay if I don’t go for a day.

I slept until 10 o'clock. He brought me slippers and helped me get up. Bread and milk have been prepared for me. It seems that he has really put some effort into researching what kind of bread I like to eat. In order to reward his hard work, I put the bread in his mouth and fed it to him. I also spit the milk in his mouth. He kept thanking me and kowtowing.

He is very smart and prepares double portions of bread and milk. While he was waiting for me to brush my teeth and wash my face, my mouthwash spit directly into his mouth. He couldn't drink it all and it flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

I feel like a princess, and he takes care of all my daily life. And he is so good-looking and handsome.

I went out to do some work in the morning and asked him to clean the house and make sure it was spotless when I came back, including licking my high heels clean.

February 17th

Luan Hong always asks me curiously about dogs, so I tell her little by little. I told Luan Hong that the game we played was called SM. She knew a little about SM, but she thought it was a perverted game in which rich men play with women. She never thought that men could also be played by women. I told her there were many men like this, but she didn't believe me. I could only show her the DV we shot and my blog at night. It opened her eyes and asked me when I discovered it? I told her that she had only discovered it recently, and the two of us were going to read all the articles about SM in the past few days.

February 18 Private Slave (Day 5)

Every time I come back from outside, the dog is very obedient and crawls in front of me, becoming my doormat. I would step on his face a few times to wipe off some dust from the soles of my shoes. I would ask him to open his mouth and stick out his tongue, and let me rub the soles of my shoes on them. He would also pick up my slippers with his mouth. I would sit on the sofa and let him serve me and take off my high heels. As the number of times increased, he became more and more proficient in practicing. Every time I wanted to go outside, I would ask him to open his mouth and stick out his tongue. When he came out, he was very smart and took my boots in his mouth to change for me. The way he squatted there already looked like a dog. This is also my request to him. He must imitate the appearance of a dog in every aspect until he can't tell whether he is a human or a dog.

February 19th Private Slave Day 6

When we eat, we let him get under the table, and I can put my feet on his back. The dog will make a sound of gratitude from time to time. There will be a basin next to him, and we will throw the eaten food into it for him to eat. Luan Hong threw the chewed braised pork ribs in and said that dogs would like to eat this the most. If he wants to drink soup, I will drink it myself first and then mix it with my saliva and feed it to him through my mouth. Anything with bones, like chicken bones and fish bones, we don’t eat the meaty bones too cleanly. We leave some meat on the bones for him to chew. If there are no bones, we chew them a few times and then give them to him.

February 20 Day 7

When I checked his phone, I found that his girlfriend had called him, so I confiscated his phone because he no longer needed it. In order to punish him for talking to his ex-girlfriend on the phone, I plan to lock him in the toilet tonight and sleep with my stockings stuffed in his mouth. Although I knew he would be cold, this was the best way to show his submission to me. I ordered him not to go out except when buying groceries, and I would call back at any time.

February 21 Day 8

Dogs like to smell the most. I give him some underwear to smell every day. He must be familiar with my smell in the shortest possible time and worship my smell and everything about me. I let him smell it while I am lying on the bed reading a book. If he doesn’t smell carefully, I will kick him in the face. Within an hour of smelling, he said he is thirsty, so I let him lick my feet. I told him that the sweat on my feet is enough to quench his thirst. After licking for half an hour, he said he was really thirsty. He had indeed not drank water for almost a day. I liked to torture him like this and see how pitiful he looked when he begged me. I spit several mouthfuls of phlegm in his mouth, and he seemed to be as eager to drink nectar and kept begging me for more. I made a new rule for him today. From now on, he will never drink water without my permission. If he has my permission to drink water, he must let me spit in the water before drinking, or drink the water that has washed my socks and underwear. To be honest, he has never had a sip of clean water these days. The purpose of forcing him like this is to cultivate his attachment to my foot-washing water and his desire for my saliva.

February 22 Day 9

My feet have been licked a lot by him, and the skin seems to be a lot smoother. It would be better if I dip my feet in some milk and let him lick them clean. After the service, I can see that my feet are white and rosy.

February 23 Day 10

After the holiday, I could finally take a nap. I ordered him to clean my high heels during my lunch break. When I woke up, I found that he was lazy.

Smelly slave, if you dare to be lazy when I am resting, I think you, a bitch, don’t want to live anymore.

He was so frightened that he kowtowed repeatedly: Please spare me.

Climb over here, do you want to be beaten, you stinky slave.

He crawled to the bed, and I lifted his chin with my feet: Do you want me to spare you? Today I am going to torture you, a lowly slave, to my heart's content, and I want you to firmly remember how you should serve your noble master. I asked him to open his mouth and spit in it. These were originally meant to satisfy me using a toilet slave, but it was the same with him.

February 24 Day 11

In the evening I came back after getting my hair done at the hairdresser and asked him to wash my feet. He brought hot water and I sat on the sofa. He knelt down and respectfully helped me take off my shoes and socks with his mouth, and gently put my noble feet into the water. He is very powerful, and the water temperature is very comfortable, but I still scold him: Why is it so hot, do you want to die? I kicked him in the face and he said in horror I'm sorry, what a good slave. He wiped my feet with a towel, so gentle and delicate. After washing, I asked him to lick the water on my feet clean while watching TV. Finally, I ordered him to drink all the water on my feet. It contains rich nutrients for my feet. When he drank it, I asked Luan Hong to come over and watch. This is more exciting than a Korean drama. We calculated the time for him, and it took him a little more than 7 minutes to finish drinking a basin of foot-washing water, and his stomach became full after drinking. Be faster next time than this time, you bitch, otherwise see how I deal with you.

February 25 Day 12

The most important thing to train your personal slave is to make him familiar with your smell. After training him for so long, he will be exposed to my body odor for at least 18 hours a day, and he must be tested regularly. I blindfolded him and asked him to smell my stockings, panties, and underwear, and let him identify who belonged to me. If he guessed wrong, he would be punished with a whipping and double training in the future. If a male slave is often exposed to your body odor, he will develop a strong sense of dependence on your body.

February 26 Day 13

Dogs have a weird obsession with stockings. In order to reward him, I put on very beautiful stockings and played with his face. He liked to smell it non-stop with a dog's nose, so I stuffed his nose and mouth with my feet. Seeing how much he enjoyed it, I inserted my feet into his mouth and then moved them around in his mouth. A friend on the Internet taught me how to play. I tried it on him first, just like gargling his mouth. The handsome boy's mouth is relatively small, so I have to use my feet to make him bigger. These days, every time I play with stockings, my stockings are damaged. How can I wear stockings that are wet from a dog’s dirty mouth? So if he wanted to play, he had to buy me new ones. He diligently bought me a lot of sexy stockings, including many red, white, black and fishnet stockings, which I had never worn before. He likes it when I change colorful clothes for him every day. In return, he licks my feet very hard every time, which makes me very satisfied.

February 27 Day 14

That day we came up with an exciting way to play, which was to soak our stockings in milk and wash them, then stuff them into his mouth and let him drink. The requirement was that he should drink all the milk in the stockings in his mouth. Then we would pour the milk into my high heels and force him to drink it. Luan Hong also wastefully poured a carton of milk into his boots and forced him to drink it. It was really easy for him, but it was quite fun. We decided that if he wanted to drink any drink in the future, he would use our shoes as a vessel to drink from.

February 28 Day 15

Yesterday I found that he was not very careful when licking his feet at night, so I took off his pants and asked him to lie on the table. I spanked his buttocks with a long ruler and asked him to count. I spanked him more than 50 times and saw that his buttocks were all red. I felt very accomplished when I thought that I would be a mother spanking my children in the future.

March 5 Day 20

We think there is something wrong with his recent performance, so we decided that if he makes a mistake in the future, he will be punished. If his clothes are not washed on a certain day, he will be slapped and whipped 20 times each, and he will be punished by kneeling in the toilet for 3 hours. If the food is not cooked well on any day, he will be slapped and caned 50 times each, and he will have to kneel in the toilet for 6 hours.

March 6 Day 21

I found that his nipples were very sensitive, so I casually touched them with my high heels, and his nipples immediately became raised. I took a few clothes-drying clamps and clamped them on his nipples. He still moaned. I stuffed stockings and underwear into his mouth, and then sealed his mouth with transparent tape to prevent him from crying out. Then I used the belt on his pants to whip his back and buttocks. Recently, for some unknown reason, maybe because of the past few days, when I feel irritable, I just hit him to vent my emotions. When I feel tired, I feel very relaxed.

March 7 Day 22

That day I saw Luan Hong smoking, and I wanted to learn how to do it, so I took her cigarette to smoke, but I was afraid of choking, so I didn't dare to smoke hard. She said: You don't smoke with your mouth, you smoke with your nose. You thought you were helping a man smoke that thing. It seems that I have no connection with cigarettes. I’m not very interested in them anyway.

March 8 Day 23

When Luan Hong and I were watching TV, we took turns using him as a footstool. I felt that his back was soft and more comfortable than a stool. You can also ravage his face while watching TV. One time my feet were numb, so I immediately asked him to massage them. It really worked and I was healed quickly.

March 9 Day 24

That night when I chatted online, he was still using me as a cushion under my ass. I have a fun video chat with a classmate, it’s very fun. The man was a student and showed me the pink panties and white bra that he had stolen from a female classmate. I asked him how he stole it, and he said that he had accidentally stolen it out of the clothes that the female classmate had changed out of taking a shower a few months ago and brought them to the classroom. He is a fetishist. In the video, I saw him putting his underwear on his head, putting his bra on his nose to smell it, and touching it with his hands to masturbate for me to see. He said he had been behaving like this for three years, often stealing women's things and taking them home to masturbate. He also wanted to watch the video masturbation show below my butt, but I didn't allow it. He said it must be very good. I asked him how he knew, and he said: Queen, because your bottom is wet.

March 10 Day 25

Let's play a game where we roll the stockings into balls and throw them out, and let him crawl over and pick them back up. We'll calculate the time, which can train his endurance.

March 11 Day 26

That day I went to the supermarket and bought 2 cucumbers to make dough molds. I asked him to cut them into thin slices. Unexpectedly, he either cut them thickly or they broke in the middle. I cut a piece for him as a demonstration. After seeing it, he marveled at how my skills were so high. I told him that if the cut was thick and applied to the face, it would have no effect and the water would not be able to penetrate. He cut it for an hour and wasted a cucumber on me without cutting out a few good slices. He was really stupid. I forced him to practice every day, and it took him a day of practice to cut it properly. I put all the slices on my face and asked him to eat all the cucumbers on my face after half an hour. It absorbed a lot of nutritious things from my face. He ate it happily. I will use this method to take care of my skin in the future, and I will never waste any cucumbers I use up. I will give them all to him as a reward.

March 12 Day 27

We found that he was a little disrespectful towards our shoes now, so we ordered him to kowtow to our shoe cabinet 100 times before cleaning our shoes.

March 13 Day 28

Today I asked Dog what his sexual fantasy was. He said that his previous dream was to be admitted to a Japanese girls' high school, and then the girls there despised the Chinese when they saw the Chinese, and abused him every day, and violently abused him collectively. After class, he was asked to serve as the human toilet for all students in the girls' middle school. I asked him why he liked Japanese girls, and he said the school uniforms were pretty. Luanhong and I felt very uncomfortable after hearing this, and immediately prepared to buy a beautiful set of school uniforms for girls to play role-playing.

March 14 Day 29

Today I saw Luan Hong looking very good smoking, so we told her that we might as well use him as an ashtray, so we called him over to lie on the edge of the sofa. Luan Hong played with his mouth with her feet first, and when she had enough, she dropped the cigarette ash into his mouth, and slapped him for each drop. I slapped him with my feet next to me. We asked him if he liked slaps with hands or feet? He said he liked foot slaps, and Luan Hong would get angry and burn his hands with his throat. After slapping him several times, he changed his mind and said he likes spanking with his hands, so I would slap his mouth repeatedly with my foot until the corners of his mouth bleed. Then he changed his mind again and slapped him. Anyway, he was tortured to death by us.

March 15 Day 30

Yesterday I taught him how to trim my toenails and apply nail polish, and if he failed, I would kick him out of bed. He thought my pink nail polish looked really good. After he dried me, he started to use his tongue to serve my feet. Recently, I have seen a lot of face-sitting techniques on the Internet. Every time I sit on my face, I try different positions to see which position is more comfortable. In the end, I find that no matter whether I am sitting upright or reverse-sitting, the feeling of happiness comes from the suffocated moaning sound of the dog underneath. The sound of that sound reaching your ears and the painful twisting of his body can particularly stimulate my nerves. The dog also likes me to use my thighs to suffocate his face and then suffocate him. However, if I use my thighs to suffocate him, he will not be able to resist. How about I use my whole body to press up and then use my thighs to suffocate his face so that he cannot get up at all.

March 16 Day 31

Today I wore black stockings and black high heels. I put my feet up on him and let him lick my shoes. Then I ordered him to take off the high heels with his mouth. Then I put my big toes into his mouth to help him expand his mouth.

March 20 Day 35

On Saturday night, when I suddenly felt a need, I called him to my bedside. He has been serving us very seriously these days, so it's time to give him a reward. I blindfolded his eyes with stockings and tied his hands. I took off his chastity pants and let him lie flat on the bed.

I rode on his face, with my skirt covering his face, and pointing my bottom towards his nose, letting him smell the scent of my underwear. I said to him, bitch, smell it, I want you to always remember the smell of my underwear. I looked back and saw that his brother was already cocked (I haven't let him cum once in these days). He smelled hard and stuck out his tongue to add to my underwear. Although he couldn't see it, the smell of me underneath would make him remember it more clearly.

Then I turned around and sat my butt on my face, and then I could pinch his nipples and cock. It was fun, that one was already very hard. I squeezed the balls with my hands, and they rolled around. I grabbed the heel with one hand and stabbed the balls with the other finger. His body was so twisted. I hit the balls several times, and his balls became even harder. I wanted to try how hard I could use to break my balls, but I didn’t expect that I only used a little force and he screamed. He’s such a useless guy. I beat his cock violently, and he said he was about to cum. I ordered him that if he dared to cum, he would be immediately disqualified as a private slave. He immediately held back obediently, but a little of it still leaked out on my hand. I ordered him to lick my hands clean first.

I ordered him to lick my panties clean, which he did. Then I took off my underwear, pointed my vagina towards his mouth and pressed it against him, letting his nose be buried in the hair. I just blocked his mouth and forced him to lick it with his tongue. I would twist my lower body and play with his face and rub his mouth. He licked me a little itchy at first, but after more than ten minutes of licking, my lower body began to flow. Especially when I thought of the handsome guy's face, my lower body leaked more, so I poured the liquid on his face. I kept holding his hair and pressing it down, and I didn't let him go until I came and came all over his mouth.

Then I lay on the bed, grabbed his hair and pulled it under my crotch, and asked him to lick my vagina. I ordered him to lick it clean so that I could enjoy it comfortably. The first time he licked, he felt inexperienced (maybe it was invisible), and the licking position was wrong. I would push his head and tell him the correct position. I asked him not to lick directly at the beginning, but to lick my thigh first, and then slowly lick my bottom. Maybe it was his first time licking and he had no experience, so I had to keep pointing him, straighten his tongue, and then go inside.

He wouldn't use the power of the tip of his tongue to lick, but just swept it casually. I asked him to use the tip of his tongue harder when licking, so that I would feel comfortable. Slowly, he licked better and better, and he worked very hard. After licking me for 10 minutes, there was already a lot of fluid flowing from my lower body. I used my fingers to caress my clitoris while he lay there and licked it.

It has to change, you idiot, your tongue has to move up and down. (I found that he only licked up and down)

Gradually, his skills changed a lot under my guidance.

When he licked me until I climaxed, I would clamp his head with my legs, and my head would swing uncontrollably. I called his girlfriend (her name was Nannan) while screaming, and I quickly dialed the number.

I said, do you know what your boyfriend is doing?

I don’t know, tell me.

I put the phone down and let her listen to the sizzling sound of her boyfriend licking her, you know.

Yes.

I know she must be heartbroken, but I insist that she keep listening and listening to my moans.

This made me super high, faster and faster. I let his tongue match the rhythm of my body, and my body trembled rapidly. When I climaxed, I screamed, "Suck it quickly."

He obediently took a deep breath, and my whole body suddenly felt like heaven. His mouth was also filled with my delicious honey juice.

His girlfriend cried on the other end, but I wanted her to continue listening.

The first licking lasted for 10 minutes, and he became more experienced the next few times. I believe that by practicing this every night in the future, he will soon be able to satisfy the requirements of a blowjob slave. I climaxed 4 times that night, and to thank him, I allowed him to cum tonight for the first time. I sat on his face and played with his cock with my feet. He licked my asshole from below and my feet ravaged his iron rod-like cock. It might have been too exciting. He ejaculated in less than 2 minutes. I dipped my feet in his semen and inserted it into his mouth to let him eat it.

It is very beneficial to have an M, because my desire is very strong. If I just go to any man to have sex with me when I want a man, I will easily get sick if I have sex too many times. It is good to have him, and I can let him solve it with his mouth whenever I need it. This is a safe way to satisfy me.

He begged me and asked if he could do it without blindfolding him in the future.

I said I won't let you see it the first time so that you can remember the taste. I will let you see it every night when I give you oral sex.

March 22 Day 37

Last night I allowed him to open my eyes and perform oral sex on me. He took my pubic hair into his mouth and bit it gently, and then I felt him gently licking and kissing the lower part with his tongue. He slowly took my lower part into his mouth, sucked it with his mouth, and extended the tip of his tongue into me. After a few minutes, the amount of bodily fluids secreted from my lower part was uncontrollable, and I no longer felt shy. I felt him sucking me for a few times, so I put my feet on his back, grabbed his hair and put his head under me. I felt tingling as he licked. His mouth was still licking and sucking my body fluids, and even the soles of my feet felt tingling. I kept receiving more and more exciting stimulation down there, and I couldn't help but moan. If I hadn't thought of him as a slave at that time, I would have really longed for him to fuck me.

March 23 Day 38

Luan Hong was not there that day, so I called his ex-girlfriend to come to my house, and she came obediently. Mainly to show off the results of these days of training in front of her, I put a ball on her mouth and tied the belt tightly behind her head. She could only watch us play and moan.

I rode her boyfriend around the house a few times, and then asked him to bark like a dog. She knelt there and watched my performance until she almost went crazy. Then I played footjob with him and made him take off his underwear. I sat on the sofa and crushed his little brother with my heels and kicked his balls. He ejaculated after only 6 minutes. I forced him to ejaculate on my girlfriend’s face, but there was still white liquid on the floor.

I took off the ball, and her mouthful of saliva kept flowing down. I forced her to lick all the penis on the ground, but she refused and I stepped on her head with my feet until I licked it clean. I asked her if she wanted to be abused by me? She still listened to me as before, so I asked her boyfriend to stay outside the door and not peek. I took her to the bed in my room. After I asked her to take off her clothes, she knelt on the bed. I stood on her legs to watch her look in pain.

Do you know why I came to you?

Humiliate me, right?

It’s good to know, you also like bitches, don’t you?

I made her lie down on her back, tortured her by stepping on her face, and kept stepping on her thighs.

Then I sat on her face upside down and said, "Bitch, put your pussy on me."

She worked harder than last time to squeeze under my underwear. I felt that her tongue movements were much slower than her boyfriend's, but every stroke was perfect. After all, women understand women better. I took off my underwear, then blocked her mouth with my lower body, and let her lick it until I felt comfortable. However, no leakage came out in the end, maybe because she was not a man.

March 24 Day 39

That day I lay on the bed and let him put some ice coke on his tongue and use his tongue to clean my anus. Every time after resizing, the inside may not be wiped clean with paper, and he still needs to insert his tongue into the innermost part to clean it. It felt so good to have the cold tongue inside. I let his tongue slowly circle inside. After 2 minutes, I asked him to crawl to the toilet to rinse his mouth, and continued licking when he came back. After doing this for 5 or 6 times, the inside will probably be clean. Then he would lick the last bit of Estee Lauder cream on me and clean the inside. He would carefully apply the cream on my anus and butt with his tongue. This was to protect the skin on my back.

March 25 Day 40

I played a new game with him last night. When I rode on his face and he gave me a blowjob, I also used my hands to help him with his lower brother. This was quite fun. After a man ejaculated once, he was so slow to come a second time. I had climaxed 6 times, but he only ejaculated 3 times, and the 3rd time was very rare. I can’t remember how many times I climaxed after playing (because we kept playing all night). He ejaculated a total of 7 times throughout the night and ran out of energy (I don’t know if this is a man’s limit). However, you can’t play this game too much. You can only play it as long as the next day is Sunday. It’s really tiring but very comfortable.

March 29 Day 44

I put on beautiful red stockings, let him lie on the sofa, and then stepped on his bottom. After he responded, I asked him to add my stocking feet, so that I could enjoy his oral and tongue services while touching my bottom with my fingers to masturbate. He said that I looked like his former middle school English teacher, a bit like a role play, maybe because I had just wear a pair of pink glasses. This was the first time I wore stockings and let him perform oral sex on me. I sat on the sofa and spread my legs with my eyes closed, letting him serve me.

March 31 Day 46

In the morning he carried me to the toilet. Seeing that he was doing well these days, I decided to reward him with holy water. I didn't give it to him before because I didn't want his mouth to touch my feet after drinking urine. Now that I was playing with it, it was almost time to train him to be a toilet slave. When I got to the toilet, I took off my underwear and inserted a funnel in his mouth. I peed directly into the funnel and flowed into his mouth. His eyes showed that he was very satisfied. I took the funnel away and forced him to use it as my toilet paper and add the residue from my lower body. When it was clean, he immediately put his mouth on my private parts. I deliberately had some urine left, so I took advantage of this to pee in his mouth. I told him that the person who would provide my foot licking and oral sex services would have to change in the future, and he would have to start being my toilet slave. He said he could not accept gold, and I did not force him, but ordered him to drink my holy water every day. The thought of my fluids flowing inside him was exciting.

April 5 Day 51

At night when I had an urgent need to urinate, I used it as a chamber pot. If he fell asleep, I would wake him up with the palm of my hand and put a funnel in his mouth to pee in. He would choke several times this way. Then I took the funnel away and let him lick my bottom clean before going back to sleep.

April 6 Day 52

That night I was going to take him out for a walk with the dog. It was already past 11pm and there was no one outside. I put a dog collar on him and took the dog leash out for a walk. He kept crawling like a dog. When he almost reached the convenience store at the intersection, he didn't dare to climb anymore for fear of being seen. So I didn't make it difficult for him. I led him to the grass, then asked him to open his mouth and see if there was no one around. Then I lifted up my skirt and peed in his mouth and face. Unfortunately, there was no toilet paper, so after peeing, I asked him to kneel down and lick my private parts clean. I told him that he would walk the dog every night from now on, and if the dog was obedient, he would be rewarded with holy water every night.

April 7 Day 53

Yesterday morning I peed holy water in his cup, and then told him to use this dog-specific cup to brush his teeth and drink water from now on, and not to use other cups at home. I peed in his white rice during dinner at night. I said to him, this is your favorite soaked rice for dogs, and you will have soaked rice every night from now on. I forced him to eat every last bite, and this bowl was only for dogs.

April 9 Day 55

If the dog is disobedient, I will not reward him with my holy water today. I will have to pee it in the cup for 1 or 2 days before giving it to him. The holy water will have a strong smell if left in the cup for a long time.

April 11 Day 57

That day, Luan Hong and I came up with a game. We first blindfolded him with stockings, and then Luan Hong and I took turns peeing in his cup and asked him to guess whose cup it belonged to. If he guessed wrong, he would be punished by sitting on his face. He guessed it right the first time. When we asked him how he knew, he said it was because he had drank my urine countless times and now he could tell the difference just by smelling it. Later, I played cards with my classmates at home, and we asked him to guess whose urine was mine. He still guessed mine, but he had never tasted the holy water of the other three, so he couldn't tell the difference at all. If he guessed randomly, he was wrong, and we punished him. But Little S thought this was too cheap for him, so he decided to let him treat him to McDonald's. When we got to the store and ate, he asked if our urine tasted good, and he said it tasted good. We laughed, and after drinking a large glass of Coke, we came up with an idea. We went to the toilet to urinate into the cups, and then came out and put four cups in front of him. He knew what was going on as soon as he saw it. We continued to pretend that nothing was wrong while chatting, while watching him drink our holy water. After drinking four cups, his eyes turned red. I asked him which glass was mine, but he didn’t know. He said it was because ice cubes were mixed in it, so the holy water became dilute and difficult to distinguish.

April 14 Day 60

Recently, I feel like No. 4 has a strange taste in his mouth, and we can't stand it, so it's time to fire him. After we recommended him to Merry, he became a member of the SM club, and he could also exchange for a slave from the club. When he left, he looked very reluctant. I told him: You should be happy. There are many queens in the club, and each of them can play with you. Before being taken away by Merry, Luan Hong and I each gave him holy water as a last memory. I don’t know who will cook, wash and boil water for us in the future. The training time for private slave No. 4 is from February 14th to today, which is almost 2 months.

No. 6

April 23, 6

The new private slave No. 4 was exchanged with Merry, No. 6 M, a 39-year-old teacher whom Merry met online and has been tamed into a slave by her. Merry said that his tongue skills are super good and he knew that I like to be served by many men, so he introduced him to me. When No. 6 came, he told me that he had divorced his wife a year ago and that he could now be my private slave. He knelt on the ground and begged me to take him in. I said, "Then you get under my crotch first." He really drilled, but only halfway, I stepped on his head and pressed it to the ground.

You bitch, why don't you get into it?

Your feet are holding me down. Please Queen, let me drill you.

Luan Hong and I both laughed. I raised my feet, and just as he was about to drill me, I stepped down again. It was so funny, he was a teacher who was tortured by us, but he didn't even get angry.

After a long time, he got through. Unexpectedly, Luan Hong said that I was still there.

He continued to penetrate Luan Hong's crotch, and as soon as Luan Hong was halfway through Luan Hong's crotch, she sat down on him and pressed her to the ground. He didn't get through it after working for a long time.

This was the first time I played with an old man. (We consider those around 40 years old to be old men.) I thought he was not sincere at all. I asked him to penetrate our crotch while grooving us (through my underwear). He did so, but when it was his turn to crotch me, I put his head in my crotch. It was fun.

Later we changed the way we played. I said, since you can't get in, you have to kowtow to us. If we don't tell you to stop, you have to keep kowtowing. As a teacher, he kept kowtowing. Luan Hong asked him to keep kowtowing with the heels of his high heels in his mouth. He did so and kowtowed more than 50 times. I asked him if he had ever drank Merry’s holy water before? He said he had drunk water before. When he was a teacher, he had to drink water in class. Merry put holy water in his water bottle and asked him to drink it every day in class. I was not ready to take him in at that time, because in my opinion, if a man has drunk other women's bodily fluids, he already belongs to someone else. At least I will not regard him as my personal slave. Luan Hong didn't mind and pulled him into the room to play. Unexpectedly, Luan Hong was interested in the old man.

April 24 Xinnu

Today I asked No. 6 why he divorced his ex-wife, and he said it was all for Merry. After meeting Merry online at that time, he often played SM at home. Merry liked violent play, and sometimes used a belt to beat him all over his body. Fortunately, his wife didn't know about it. One time, Merry got very animalistic and strangled him with a telephone cord. The mark was so deep that my wife became a little suspicious. Later, his wife caught him having oral sex with Merry. She didn't ask for divorce, but Merry kept asking him to play with him and he didn't dare to refuse. He worked as a private slave for three months in a row, so his wife filed for divorce. Merry is one of the few sexual queens I know, which means she will have sex with men.

April 27 Abandoned

I have to teach during the day on the 6th, so I can only stay with us at night. But it hasn't even been a week, and Luan Hong doesn't want him anymore. Maybe it's because the man is old and has a strange smell, which is not good. There was a post about recruiting toilet slaves before, and there was a toilet slave that we felt was pretty good, and we planned to train him to be our toilet slave in the future.

No. 7

April 30, 7th

I finally found a toilet slave (No. 7) who met the 5 conditions. The toilet he brought was the most beautiful and exquisite one I have ever seen, and it felt good to sit on it. I asked him what he studied and how he could do so well. He said that he asked someone to make it custom-made and it cost more than a hundred. He has no experience with gold or holy water before, and he has never even had a girlfriend, so we are quite satisfied with him. We signed a toilet slave contract with him, stipulating that we would not be responsible for any disease or physical problems we contracted. He happily signed it. For this reason, he resigned from his original job in the computer company and prepared to be our full-time toilet slave. His parents were out of town, so even if he evaporated for a moment, no one would know. There are countless people online who are willing to be our toilet slaves, but the only way to have a perfect toilet slave is through our own training. We were fully prepared before this. We had read all the methods of training toilet slaves on the Internet, including some internal training guides that Merry gave us, so we also came up with a relatively feasible method to train our own toilet slaves.

May 7th Preparation

On May 5th, he came to my house. I sat on the sofa and asked him a few questions to see if he was fully prepared.

I told him some requirements for becoming a qualified toilet slave.

1. In the following years, you must not have the possibility of quitting, not even the thought of it.

2. Your only living place is our toilet. If we take a bath in it, we will close the lid of the toilet.

3. You cannot go anywhere except the toilet, and you must lie on the ground as our human toilet at all times except when the dog is convenient (we will set a fixed time).

4. The toilet slave can only rest twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, each for one hour (we will arrange the toilet slave's rest time according to his own work and rest time). The rest of the time must be handcuffed and leg cuffed, and he must lie on the ground unable to move.

5. During the break, the toilet slave can clean the toilet and himself, but he still cannot leave the toilet for activities.

6. Apart from our excrement, the only food the toilet slaves have is the leftovers from our meals. The toilet slave must be completely like a toilet and cannot talk to humans. We will treat you completely as a tool. No human language can be uttered except moans.

May 8th Toilet Slave Breeding

Luan Hong and I communicated with him for several hours that day to make sure that he was really willing to be our toilet slave. I told him that if he performed well, I could recommend him to the club, and he happily agreed to our offer. He said that his biggest fantasy has always been to become a real toilet forever, and all the female employees in the company can excrete in his mouth. It is worth doing this for the rest of his life. So we put on chastity pants on him (he would never let him masturbate), made him lie down on the toilet with his head closed in the toilet, put handcuffs and leg cuffs on him (putting his hands behind his back), and put a funnel in his mouth. We told him: From now on, you are a real toilet, and this toilet is our toilet slave breeding room. We will never treat you as a human being, and you must never speak. If you make a human sound other than your painful moans, we will drown you in urine. Then we closed the lid and went about our own business.

May 9 Step 1

At the beginning, we did not plan to let him come into contact with the holy water directly. When we went to the toilet, the lid was still closed, and he could only hear the sound of us peeing. This was done to allow him to accumulate his inner need and desire for the holy water. He could only eat twice a day (the rest of our meals were mixed together and mixed with our saliva), the timing was entirely at our pleasure, and he would just starve if we didn't eat at home. Our requirement for him is to finish the food no matter how unpalatable it is, otherwise he will be hungry the next day without food. In order to survive, he only needs to eat them all. As for drinks, he can only drink our foot wash.

May 10th Travel Notes

I played for 2 days on May Day and found nothing to write about. There were many people during the festival, so I went to an unknown place on the outskirts of Shanghai with three friends. My colleagues are three college students I met online, all of whom are S. I originally agreed to play 4P on the Internet. I asked them if they had played 4P before. They said they had played 4P many times and sent me the video they took. I saw that all three of them were in good shape like athletes, so I agreed. Later, when I got there, I found that the soundproofing effect of the cabin was extremely poor, and the sound of people watching TV next door could be clearly heard. So they temporarily decided to book a chess and card room nearby, which had very comfortable sofas and tables. Then they took out the training tools they brought and played 4P (for fear of affecting my image in the slave's mind, I won't write down the specific training content). The time was from 11:30 pm to 5:30 am. Because they were very experienced, it felt good to play SM with them. The man said that he would bring more people with him next time.

May 14 Step 2

After a while of training, he already has the basic qualities of a toilet slave. He can lie there quietly and completely merge with a cold toilet, becoming a real human toilet (at least it looks similar on the surface). I believe that his stomach should be almost destroyed after this week of torture. Now every time it is time to eat, his lower body will become slightly erect. If it weren't for his chastity pants, they might have been raised very high. Next, it is time to train his eating speed, because if he does not swallow quickly, it will all leak out when he is given holy water. Force him to drink the foot-washing water in one go without stopping. The same is true for leftovers. He is not allowed to chew but must be swallowed directly. This is to allow his throat to begin to adapt to the ability to swallow quickly. At the same time, we plan to make him familiar with our smell. We will put a holy water urine cup next to his head and let him smell the smell every day, but he will not be allowed to drink the holy water inside. If we find that the cup is overturned or there is less urine in it, we will immediately disqualify him. We tentatively plan to do this training for one week.

May 17 if

I have thought about how great it would be if my future boyfriend would also be willing to be my toilet slave, but this seems impossible. I don’t even know if he is willing to give me oral sex, let alone expect him to worship me like a toilet slave. However, it would still be nice to enjoy the service of a toilet slave after sex.

May 22 Step 3

He should be more familiar with the smell of our urine by now. Not only is he familiar with it, he may also be addicted to it. But we still don't let him drink it, thinking it will take some time before his sense of smell is completely destroyed. We next put our toilet paper next to his face, with our urine stains and residual gold on it, and continued to familiarize him with the smell before moving on to the next step after 1 week.

May 28 Step 4

We now put the gold in a bowl, cover it with plastic wrap, but make a few holes in it to let the smell out, and put the bowl next to his face. He is still not allowed to touch it. We want him to become familiar with the taste of gold and prepare him for eating it.

June 1 The Master’s Words

I have read an article written by Li Yinhe before and said that if it is in a private setting (not in a public place), the participants are completely voluntary, there is no exchange of monetary benefits, and the sexual behavior does not affect any third person, it is acceptable, and there is no moral blameworthiness. I tentatively think that SM is a borderline sexual behavior, but as long as it meets the four conditions mentioned by Li Yinhe, it will be fine.

June 3 Step 5

Before officially letting him eat, we began to slowly reduce his food and water, in order to make him unable to help but drink our holy water when his mouth is dry, especially since he will only drink one cup of bath water every day from now on. We give him the toilet paper used after going to the toilet, which has our urine stains on it, so he can use it to quench his thirst. He only has one rest time every day.

June 5 Public Goods

Merry said that the new male slaves in the club are like a bus. Any queen can choose to play with them. They have no right to choose.

June 8 Little K

The club was holding an event that day, and Merry asked me to go and broaden my horizons. She told me that there are three rooms in the building that are our weekend activities, and she brought me here today to let me get to know Little K, one of the male members here. When I got to one of the rooms, I saw five women beating a man. Merry said it wasn't here, so he took me to the room upstairs. When I entered the room, I saw two women and one man. A student-looking woman had just climbed off the man's face, and a middle-aged woman had straddled her legs, ready to urinate on his face. Merry and I were waiting outside the door. Within 10 minutes, they 3 came out. Merry said a few words to the two women, who then went downstairs. Then he said a few words to the one named Little K and introduced me to him. I talked a lot with Little K, and he told me that he has been into SM for 5 years, and his favorite thing is being a toilet slave. When he didn't come to this club, he often asked the hair salon girls to play with holy water and gold, as long as they were willing to pay. I know a lot of girls, I often go to more than 20 hair salons, and I have tasted the gold of many girls. I asked him, are you rich?

He said that it cost him some money at first, but after he got to know the lady, they would reward him with golden holy water for free. And when they want to go to the toilet, they ask him to go play, so they don’t spend any money later. He has been using the prostitutes' toilet like this for 5 years, and now prostitutes often come to him. I asked him how Little K came to this club, and he said he came after meeting Fangfang (later I found out that Fangfang was the middle-aged woman who peed just now, one of the four founders, and married). Finally we exchanged phone numbers and he said I could call him anytime if I wanted to use the restroom. I asked Merry if there were many married women here, and she said there were six married women. They were all good wives and mothers at home, but they became more animalistic when they came here.

June 9 Step 6

Now he can only eat one meal a day. We will reduce the amount every day. If he is hungry, he can only eat the gold left on the toilet paper we used. The amount we leave is not very much, fearing that he will not be able to adapt to it all at once. The water he was given was reduced to half a cup a day, but we would leave more holy water on the toilet paper for him to drink.

Hair salon on June 13

Little K said that once when he went to a hair salon, he called two girls and asked them to slap him. At first they didn't dare to slap him, so he went to bed with them first, and then left without paying. When the two girls got anxious, they caught him, and he pretended to slap them both. Later, when the two girls got angry, they called two other girls at the door to come in and beat him, slapped him, and kicked him. He told me that this was the happiest way, because it was a real beating, not an act.

June 15 Step 7

The toilet slave's current state has reached the point where he wants to eat when he sees gold and wants to drink holy water when he sees it. We are very satisfied with the results of the training a while ago. We put the gold in the bowl and put it on his left side. This time, we did not need plastic wrap. We put a cup of holy water on the right side and let him smell it directly. To prevent him from eating secretly (now he is extremely hungry and thirsty), we sealed his mouth with transparent glue. Luan Hong used chopsticks to pick up some gold and stuff it into his two nostrils (I will buy a pair of plastic gloves in the future so I can take it directly), and ordered him not to hum, otherwise we will poke his lower part with a pen.

June 16, both directions

I asked little K: Are you bidirectional?

He said yes, but he had always been doing M before, but later he found that S was pretty good too.

Many men are actually bidirectional and can change at will, but they will have a certain bias. Those who have been doing sex for a long time often don't understand it well when doing sex. The three boys in the club all prefer to be M.

Animal cruelty on June 19

Is it illegal to abuse livestock in China? Does anyone who studies law know?

June 21 Step 8

The next task is mainly to make him more familiar with the smell of excrement. Starting this week, we will let him lie face down on the ground at night. The bowl with gold is placed underneath, so that his face and nose are buried in the gold. There is transparent glue on his mouth, so he still can't eat it. He trains like this every night, and in the morning he still does regular training. His food is still mainly toilet paper, and other foods are reduced to half of the previous ones. We can see that his body is starting to lose weight, but our goal is getting closer. Every time I come home, the first thing I do is to open the lid to see if he is unconscious. Sometimes I will see his mouth full of toilet paper. We throw about 10 pieces of toilet paper in there every day. Letting him eat them all is a necessary task every day. If we see that he has not finished eating in the morning, we will poke his underside with a pen.

Indulgence on June 26

It's boring to be a traditional woman. Today's men don't appreciate it at all. You might as well use your youth to enjoy life. Sometimes I feel that my way of life is really different from other people's. There are no real feelings between me and men, only physical indulgence. If it were just like this, life seems to have little meaning.

June 27 Step 9

He hadn't cum once in these days and we thought it was time to give him some holy water. The next stage is still based on indirect methods. We don’t give him any water, but give him a straw. When he is thirsty, he can only suck down the holy water placed next to his face. In fact, our daily water intake is enough, and there is really no need for him to drink any more water.

Now he has one meal every two days, and he can only let him eat gold every other day (the gold given to him is mixed with urine, so it is very dilute, and he can suck it little by little with a straw). We do this to let him go step by step, and not give him a large amount at the beginning. Our requirement for him is that he can not eat gold (without food, he will be hungry, and he will have to eat in the end), or he can suck it slowly, but make sure not to vomit it out, otherwise we will poke him below with a pen.

So he was very careful this time and sucked little by little. Although it was painful, at least he didn't vomit it out. This was also the result of our training a while ago. He ate so much dried feces on the toilet paper and slept with the smell of feces every day. It can be said that his throat has slowly adapted to it (it took us a whole month at this stage), and the nausea has gradually subsided. We first let him suck a little bit every day until his nausea disappears, so that he can increase the speed in the future. I told the sisters in the dormitory about the results of my training of toilet slaves, and they also wanted to try it. I guess they will still be shy. That day they arrived My family really didn’t dare to defecate. They just visited our human toilet. The room manager asked if I could blindfold him, so I blindfolded his eyes with stockings. The three of them dared to go to the toilet. After the room manager peed in his mouth, he sat there for a long time without defecating. I told her that I would only come with a large size later. Later, Little S took turns playing a big blow on his face. Because he was blindfolded and could not catch it with his mouth, the gold was all over his face. We watched him eat from the sidelines. If he really couldn't eat, I used chopsticks to put it in his mouth. The room manager also came to play, but she kept covering her nose because she was afraid of the smell. Little S said that she must prepare for nasal congestion when playing this in the future. I told them, actually, there is no need to be shy, don’t treat him as a human being, just treat him as an inanimate object in the toilet. They said they would definitely be able to do it when they come to play in the future.

July 4 Step 10

Starting from today, we will start to increase the training intensity. We will no longer use a straw to suck. We will pour holy water directly into his mouth. Each time we will speed up and let him drink a cup within 20 seconds. He is not allowed to spit out a drop, otherwise we will kick him under the feet to punish him. The amount of gold is changed to one tablespoon per day (sometimes you can eat fresh food that day, sometimes you can only eat the next day's food), and you must eat it all. It will gradually increase in the future.

July 13 Amy

I once wrote an article about my ideal life, but now that I think about it, it seems impossible to realize it. The house is so small, and if I recruit so many slaves, it will be very expensive, and my home will become a pigsty.

In fact, the more realistic thing to consider is to have a girl do everything. I asked Merry if there were any girls in the club, and she said that the girl club should be changed to an SM club, because there are also a lot of girls in it (there are many girls), and there is another girl who is bisexual like me.

Later, I got to know that woman and found out that her name was Amy. She was in her early 30s, married, and now worked as a receptionist in a foreign company. We chatted with each other very well, after all, we have very similar hobbies. We often meet up to go shopping in the afternoon. She is very beautiful and I have wanted to take her as a slave girl several times, but she made it clear to me early on that she doesn't like being bullied by girls. She learned that she met her husband in college and found that they both liked SM (Amy was the queen at home), so they got married soon after graduation. When they got married, they reached an agreement that the husband would be his wife's slave and not to interfere with any of his wife's behavior after marriage. Her husband agreed at the time, and has kept this promise since the marriage. No matter how many cuckolds Amy brought to him outside, he did not dare to interfere. However, sometimes Amy would go so far as to bring men to her house. If her husband complained after seeing this, he would be beaten by her. Later, her husband could not bear it anymore and hired a lawyer to file for divorce. However, almost all the money and real estate in the family were controlled by Amy. In addition, her husband was weak and incompetent, and the marriage was not divorced in the end (the lawyer got along well with Amy).

Amy said that she liked her current life very much. She was a queen at home and a slave to other men outside. I think it is too easy to find M, but how is it possible to find someone who is as tolerant of cuckolding as he is? She told me that the key is to seize the financial power of the family so that it is not too late for the man to regret it. You also need to constantly train your husband and say some stimulating words to him so that he has no self-esteem. For example, you can scold him for being impotent or scolding him for not being as powerful as other men. As time goes by, he will naturally lose his ability, so that he will be even more inseparable from you.

I asked if the men I met online were safe, and she said that although I didn’t know much about the men I met online, they were quite fresh, and there were many men in Shanghai who you could find to play with you at any time when you were empty. I don’t know who S is in daily life, but men seem to be very animalistic, and as long as you seduce him to play SM with you, you can usually succeed. The only thing I worry about is sexually transmitted diseases. Playing with M without sex is okay, but playing with S is half humiliation and half sex, so there is a possibility of getting sick, so I can only try to be careful. Also, to avoid pregnancy, the male protagonist doesn’t know how to wear a condom, so he can only take medicine.

She showed me the numbers in her mobile phone, which included more than 100 men's names. She said there were more than 300 on QQ. I asked her, have you trained any of these? She said that most of the people with the mobile phone numbers had played with real people, and some had only played with telephone training. Now they rarely go to the Internet to find new owners because there are already many owners to play with. I said my husband must have vomited blood after seeing it. She said that even if her husband knew about it, there was nothing he could do about it. Who said he was a born bitch?

July 17 Step 12

The amount of gold will be increased to one piece per day from now on. If it feels too dry, we also allow him to mix it with holy water. In terms of food, we originally planned to eat one meal every two days, but now we find that he is dying (sometimes he no longer has the strength to lift his head). We are afraid that he will die, so we have returned to two meals a day. We don’t want him to die before we can enjoy the toilet slave service. A good way is to stuff gold into his mouth, and then seal his mouth with transparent glue, so that he will swallow it no matter how uncomfortable it is.

July 19 Another me

There are not many men in the club, so Amy doesn’t come much (she prefers to meet outside). She just likes to attend some salons where SM is discussed. I like to ask her questions when I have questions that I don’t understand. I always like to listen to her tell me about her experiences. I feel like Amy is a lot like another me, at least she has already achieved all the dreams I want to realize.

Amy said that the most indispensable thing in the world is men. If you chat online, you will find that there are hungry men everywhere. You can find them at any time. She always looks happy when we talk about being raped by men. She told me that she doesn't like being abused by women, but I prefer to be abused by women. How can I describe this feeling? If I were asked to bully men, I would feel that those stinky men were enjoying it, but if I was asked to bully someone of the same sex, it would make me feel that she was very reluctant, which would stimulate my animal feeling even more. I asked her what kind of male protagonist she likes, and she said that there are five conditions. 1. The skin should not be too white, preferably with a bronze color. 2. The thing underneath a man should be thick (not necessarily long, otherwise it will be uncomfortable when inserted into the throat). 3. The meat on the buttocks should be strong. 4 is to satisfy her. 5 means not playing with gold.

When I went to Amy's house to play, I saw a lot of red letters on the wall of the bedroom. She said that every time she played SM with other men, she would write something on it with lipstick. If her husband dared to ask what it was, he would be beaten by her. Then she showed me the diaries she wrote. There were 6 diaries in total that were replaced every year. I asked her to borrow the first 3 diaries and go back and read them.

Step 13

We found that his swallowing speed was still far from what we expected, and now we started to order him to eat faster, because his feeling of nausea was not as strong as before, and it was entirely possible to eat faster. The task given to him is to eat the entire piece of gold from the previous time before we have gold next time, otherwise he will be punished. At this stage we considered undoing his chastity pants but still not allowing him to masturbate. He has not vented for 3 months in a row. We know that if a toilet slave vents, he will have no desire to eat, so we need to start training him now to be our toilet slave at any time (even after ejaculation). It felt like it took a long time. I peed on top of him, and Ranhong played with his bottom with her feet. Maybe it was too long since he ejaculated, but he came right after I peed. We forced him to eat yesterday's gold, but he couldn't swallow it, felt nauseous, and kept shaking his head. This was just as we expected, it wouldn't look like our toilet after cumming. He could not continue to eat the gold until an hour passed. We did this behavior two or three times, but every time he ejaculated, he could not continue to eat (you can continue to drink the holy water), and we had no choice. We thought that we could just use chastity pants to prevent him from ejaculating in the future, which would not affect our use. If you have any good ideas for the above, you can tell me via QQ.

Amy is very obsessed with Japanese comics, so the text style in her diary is very strange, and there are often Japanese characters that I can't understand. Different from my style, I like to use line drawing to record the most primitive state without modification, while she prefers to describe her inner world, which may be related to our personalities. I am a bit of a boy with a straightforward personality (very similar to Fan Fan in personality), and she is more feminine and thoughtful than me. I most agree with the paragraph she wrote at the beginning. She said that there has never been a good man. Humans are animals. Men can look for flowers and seek advice from willows, and women can also cheat and make love with others. If pursuing love and being a good woman will definitely end up being betrayed by a man, then it is better to be a bad woman who can do her best to be a good woman from the beginning, so that she can at least get physical satisfaction.

Step 14

He ate quite quickly and received the holy water very accurately. When Luan Hong peed today, he drank it completely without using a funnel without dropping a drop. As for gold, we are not worried about eating it directly. The indirect training will continue for a while. I picked up a piece with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. Looking at his speed, it took more than 2 minutes to swallow it. It was far from the final requirement. It would have taken more than 5 minutes to eat the whole piece. If he ate too fast, he would vomit. We have no better way but to believe in the role of time. It felt like his throat was not thick enough and he swallowed it too slowly. He had to chew the long piece of food many times before he could swallow it.

Amy's diary is quite practical for me. It is very detailed. I can know each male protagonist's name and where he lives, as well as his mobile phone number and QQ number. She started to remember the first male protagonist she met online in 2001. She wrote very few details. She mainly wrote about how she met him, how he looked after meeting, when and where she engaged in SM, and what reasons she made up to cheat on her husband. The rest were some psychological descriptions. She maintained a sexual relationship with this first man for 3 months.

Step 15

Maybe he has reached his limit and has not made much progress these days, but at least we have been able to use him as a chamber pot these days. What I especially like is hearing the sound of urine rushing into his mouth when he urinates at night, and then I will order him to raise his head and come closer to me to lick it clean. It is very comfortable. This feeling is indescribable, the joy of humiliating a man. When discussing this feeling with Luan Hong, she said that it feels different every time she licks it. She especially likes to have the toilet slave wrap her lower part with his mouth, so that if she drinks directly, it will not leak out. I feel that Luan Hong is much more open now than before, and she looks like a queen.

It can be seen from Amy's diary that she has many ways to find a male lead.

Searching online is the easiest way. Just add someone with the word "master" in the nickname. If you are from Shanghai, you can book a room right away. If you go to the male protagonist's house, you can play for a long time. This is how most of her hosts find them.

It's okay to look for colleagues, but you may not be able to find S. Men like to have an affair with the receptionist. Although she has changed several jobs and worked at the receptionist, she can quickly tell who has sadistic tendencies. She likes to have an affair with the more handsome colleagues, and then she can sleep with them after being seduced. If you want to have a relationship with more than two colleagues, first check to see if they are familiar with each other. If you have a good relationship with them, you can play with them. It would be better if there is an opportunity to go on a business trip together. Amy's favorite thing is to work overtime alone with her colleagues until late and then play in the office. She said it is very exciting. Amy can find her ideal male protagonist every time she changes jobs, and she can also maintain a long-term sexual relationship.

In addition, former classmates or friends in middle school or university were also partners in SM. As long as we met and chatted on the phone, we could start playing together quickly and the relationship would last longer.

Some of the male protagonists are introduced by friends or male protagonists, and some are clients they met at work.

It's a bit harder to find neighbors, as there are less opportunities for contact, and they are all older men, so not many of them are interested. They are easily discovered by their husbands. I only played a few times with a few poker friends who had nothing to do all day long.

Step 16

Today I plan to let him eat my gold directly while I read a magazine on the toilet and let him appreciate my lower body more. I asked him to lick my asshole and help me suck it, and he did it. He raised his head and covered my lower part with his mouth. I felt his tongue inserting into me to explore. After sucking it for several more times, I felt it was cool down there. I told him to push harder and go in more. He continued to lick hard, but his head seemed to be sore when he lifted it up. I said, you bitch, your first kiss was dedicated to my asshole. He moaned as if he was excited after hearing this. I said, it's coming soon, the toilet slave must catch it. I lowered my head to see him taking my entire excrement down there, and suddenly I thought of the feeling of a man inserting his thing into a woman's mouth. He couldn't swallow it, so he bit off the middle and swallowed it, and the other half fell on his face. I later pulled 2 smaller ones and he swallowed them smoothly. After I wiped it with paper, I wrapped the half of it in paper and stuffed it into his mouth. I felt quite satisfied with him eating it for the first time. At least he was good enough for me to use as a toilet. I can use him like this every day in the future. Luan Hong said there was no such thing today. She would drink more milk tomorrow and enjoy the service of a toilet slave in the morning.

Last week, when I was on the bus, I was assaulted by a man from behind. It was so crowded that I could only stand at the exit stairs. He was standing one step below me. He took the opportunity to put his face on my back. I was wearing a sling. His hands were deliberately placed on my legs. He moved when I moved until the bus was empty. Then I walked inside. He immediately followed me and stood behind me, with his hands on my arms. The thing underneath seemed to be pressing against my butt. Anyway, every summer, there are a lot of perverts in the car, and there is nothing you can do against them. Once when I was riding in a car, a man stood next to me. I saw his pants were pushed up, and then he pushed against me intentionally. Because the car was shaking, you couldn't tell him anything. Another time, a man with a briefcase stood behind me, then put his briefcase between my legs and lifted it up hard.

Step 17

I once had diarrhea after drinking milk on a weekend morning. He was miserable because I couldn't aim the spray at his mouth when I sprayed it. At the beginning, his face, eyes, neck, and ears were all covered in the spray. My stomach wasn't feeling well all morning and I had diarrhea several times. Seeing that he kept frowning, I ordered him to eat happily. He had no choice but to lick all the shit into his mouth with his tongue. Luan Hong was dumbfounded because his face was all yellow and he couldn't even open his eyes.

Discussing men with no sexual ability with Amy, she said that some men are sexually impotent. When they see you having sex with a young and strong man countless times, or seeing you committing adultery with other men or being abused by men, they will satisfy their perverted sexual needs. So there is no need to blame yourself when you cheat. You have to remember that when you are happy with another man, you are actually saving your husband.

Step 18

We thought we would finally have a human toilet after all our training. Unexpectedly, he suddenly whined and whined at night. I turned on the light and asked him what was wrong. He said for the first time: He is not feeling well anymore. His stomach hurts so much. He may be sick. After we released him, we asked him to see a doctor on his own. He called us the next day and told us that it was nothing serious, but that he had an adverse reaction in his stomach after eating too much indigestible food. He came back in the afternoon and continued to be our toilet slave. We were really worried that all the hard work during this period was in vain. For the sake of his health, we did not plan to let him eat gold these two days. After two days of rest, he would continue to be our toilet slave, so we are still very caring.

No woman is naturally open-minded. We need the development of bad men. This development starts from the heart and slowly extends to our bodies. One thing we are most taboo about is being insulted by the man we love. Love and sex are completely different feelings. The man who loves is a spiritual love. There may not be any sexual contact, but a man who has sex may not have love. It seems to be so misplaced in my emotional life.

Step 19

I told the girls in the dormitory about the results of my training of toilet slaves, and they wanted to give it a try. I guess they were still shy. They didn’t dare to defecate when they arrived at my house that day. They just visited our human toilet. The room manager asked if I could blindfold him, so I blindfolded him with stockings. The three of them dared to go to the toilet. After the room manager peed in his mouth, he sat there for a long time without defecating. I told her that I would only come with a large size later. Later, Little S took turns playing a big blow on his face. Because he was blindfolded and could not catch it with his mouth, the gold was all over his face. We watched him eat from the sidelines. If he really couldn't eat, I used chopsticks to put it in his mouth. The room manager also came to play, but she kept covering her nose because she was afraid of the smell. Little S said that she must prepare for nasal congestion when playing this in the future. I told them, actually, there is no need to be shy, don’t treat him as a human being, just treat him as an inanimate object in the toilet. They said they would definitely be able to do it when they come to play in the future.

Amy said that although she knew her husband would find clues, she usually made up some excuses. After playing, she could lie to her husband that the company was working overtime when she got back. If she had to stay overnight, she would lie about a business trip. Your mouth should be washed clean so as not to leave any smell, and your clothes should be checked to see if there is any liquid on them before going home.

Step 20

Sometimes I feel that he is very pitiful. If the virus accumulates too much, he will have a stomachache in a few days. We humanely let him take half a day off and continue to use our human toilet when he comes back. After a few back and forth, he got used to this highly dangerous state and didn't have any problems for a week in a row. Unexpectedly, I had a stomachache at night because I drank too much yogurt, and I didn’t dare to smell the smell of gold. It was all watery yogurt. That’s when I admired him the most. He was able to digest it into his stomach bit by bit. I had a bowel movement three times that day, and each time it was a lot. It was still spurting out at the beginning. I was very touched that he could eat it all.

I remember when I was living in high school, the school organized a large-scale group gymnastics performance. During the rehearsal, I saw the second boy on the right always looking at my legs. I intuitively told me that he liked me very much. Later, during the gymnastics exercise, we were required to put our hands on the lower back of the classmate next to me, so I deliberately put my hand on his hand. He seemed to pretend that nothing had happened. After the rehearsal, he came to my class to find me and said, He felt an electric shock when he touched my hand, and he said he wanted to date me. Later, I dated him for a month and found out that he was an M, because when the classroom was empty, he liked to come to my classroom and play face-sitting with me. Every time I took a shower, he would take all the clothes I changed out of and wash them back to the dormitory. On weekends, he would take me to his house in Dahua to play SM. It was from him that I first came into contact with SM.

Step 21

My three roommates gradually became less shy after coming a few times to score 80 points. They treated him like a cold toilet and got used to taking turns going in and out of the bathroom. I got a special tool for toilet slaves from the club, which I could put in his mouth. Then his mouth would always be open and he couldn't close it, and it was impossible to spit it out.

My second boyfriend in high school was tall, played basketball, and very handsome. At first, I thought he was quite single-minded. But a few months later, I heard one of his roommates tell me that he used to be very messy. Before he met me, he didn’t live in the dormitory almost every night. He had several beautiful girls from lower grades as his sexual partners. When I found out, I asked him if it was true. He said he didn’t play anymore. I gave him a slap and broke up with him. I was deeply hurt by that time and we never talked to him again in high school.

Step 22

From the beginning to now, his body has become more and more painful, and he is almost skinny. In order to make him fatter, we mix chocolate, sugar, and holy water and let him drink it every day, so that he will not die. Now he is completely vulnerable and has no strength to resist. I can kill him by myself.

I rarely talk to my mother when I go home. Since she remarried, I have lived outside and rented a house. My stepfather is also kind to me, but I always think that he is a third party and I will not look down upon him. I have no relationship with my father. He is a typical Shanghai man who just does housework when he comes home. He has no sentiment or taste. It is only a matter of time before my mother Hongxing cheats. But what I don’t understand is why they want a divorce. Couldn’t they keep this hypocritical marriage for me.

We asked him about his sexual fantasies today, and he said that his biggest dream is to be used as a toilet slave by the 100 most beautiful girls. I said that he really wants to be beautiful, and a man as cheap as him only deserves to be a lady's toilet.

No. 8

I met an 18-year-old high school boy while chatting online. He also liked SM and said he had been reading my diary. I saw his photos and thought he was a handsome boy, so I agreed to let him come to my house. We call him No. 8 and he will be our toilet slave. In fact, we originally thought that No. 7 was enough and we were too lazy to train a new one, but it looked like he was dying, and we didn't want to kill anyone. In addition, I think there is still a lack of a slave who can clean the back for our convenience. It is obviously impossible to ask No. 7, who is full of gold, to clean it. So we thought of finding a new slave who would be responsible for licking our behinds clean. When Luan Hong saw him, she said she was satisfied and wanted to try it out for a few days. Unfortunately, there was no place for him to live. The boy had to go back every day and couldn't serve us at any time.

No. 8 was really useless. When I licked, I would only lick the outside twice. When I licked it, I really let him lick deep. As soon as his tongue touched the gold residue, he would spit it out. Later, we could only let him lick the front, which I felt was quite comfortable. But within a few days, he said that his classmates said that he had a strange smell, which scared him and he did not dare to come. I'm also a little frustrated. It seems like there's no point in finding someone younger.

Date: 2007-10-18 17:25

I recommended No. 7 to join the club. He was very happy after hearing it. I told him some rules. After arriving at the club, he can only be a toilet slave, but he doesn't have to go every day. There are only two days of activities on weekends. He has to use the bathroom on the second floor over the two days of the weekend as a toilet. We are short of a public toilet.

Date: 2007-10-21 06:36

The lease is about to expire. Luan Hong and I may need to find a new house. We won’t be hiring slaves recently.

Date: 2007-10-22 18:38

Maybe friends who have just read my diary don’t know much about my past affairs. I started to contact this in July 2006. At that time, I opened a blog on Sina. Many of my colleagues started to know me from that time. Unfortunately, my blog was blocked not long after, around the end of October, and I was very depressed at the time. I heard from my colleagues that MSn was good, so I started blogging there again. I thought I could keep doing it, but I didn't expect that it would be blocked again. This time I registered a blog on 51. Some may be old friends and some may be new friends. Anyway, I would like to thank those dogs who silently care about me. I haven't been on QQ recently. I don't even know if I can still go on QQ. I'm busy with school matters and my own house. The lease is about to expire. I don't know if I can renew it? A new fan asked me for my old diary. I have a backup, but I don’t know where to post it. There is a word limit for posting articles on the blog. A fan told me that I can post a post in the SM forum and then paste the attachment so that everyone can download it. Unfortunately, I don’t know where there is an SM forum. Anyone can tell me. You can contact me through 51, or through my email: [email protected].

Date: 2007-12-05 20:38

I have been busy taking the IELTS exam recently, so I basically don’t have time to play SM. I haven’t updated my blog for more than a month. If everything goes well, I will probably be able to go to the UK next year.

Date: 2007-12-13 14:08

In the past, No. 3, the manager of the advertising company, still wanted to play with the sisters in our dormitory. We had to depend on our mood anyway. When he came to play with us when we were unhappy, we would agree. Yesterday when we were playing, the room manager and I stood on top of him. The room manager stood on his chest, and I stood on his mouth, with Big S supporting me.

It requires skills to stand up with four people at the same time. We tried many ways but couldn't stand up. The difficulty mainly lies in balance. Later, we thought that the ideal way is for Big S to stand on his face and hold the bed rail with our hands. Little S and I stand on his chest and abdomen. The room leader stands on his legs. The person behind him hugs the waist of the person in front to balance.

We also let him lie on his back like a horse, and then stepped on his back with high heels. It is safer to step on it with bare feet and usually there is no danger.

Date: 2007-12-21 17:52

No. 3 has been begging me for more than a year to be my slave, but I haven’t accepted him. The reason I don’t accept him is because he is married. I think this is not good and it is not convenient for him. However, he was relatively wealthy. He found a nice apartment for Luan Hong and me near his home, and paid us half a year's rent. Luan Hong was a little touched, so she was ready to give him a chance. I told him that I have very strict requirements for slaves, and we like the kind of slaves who are always available. I asked him if he could do it. He said that his wife would take care of the newborn child and would not care where he goes at night. Moreover, this place is just across the road from his house, and we are available all day long on weekends.

Date: 2007-12-27 18:59

Today, I put the stockings I had been wearing for three days on his head, put a dog collar on, and played with him for half an hour, face sitting, foot licking and trampling. During the whole process, I ordered him to keep my high heels in his mouth. Luan Hong said he likes to put the dog's head between his legs, and I like it too. At night, my dog ​​complained that his chest hurt. I thought it might be because I kept jumping on his chest.

2008

Date: 2008-01-07 19:11

Today Luan Hong and I took turns kicking him, but still let him hold my shoe in his mouth. He wanted me to recommend him to the club, but I said he would have to get enough of us first.

Date: 2008-01-12 08:42

The feelings and preferences of having sex and having sex are different. Some men like to be tied very much. I don’t like to tie men with ropes at all. I always feel that I can do whatever I want with a man’s hands tied with stockings or handcuffs, and I have no interest in complicated rope skills. But when I change my role to be a sex person, I really want to be tied up like a rice dumpling by the male S, preferably with a mouth ball in my mouth. When I was S, I liked to recruit toilet slaves, but when I was M, I couldn't accept golden holy water. But strangely, I could accept golden holy water from the same sex (only for watching but not doing it). When I was doing S, I wasn’t very interested in enema (I thought it would make the room dirty and it would be troublesome), and when I was doing M, I wasn’t very interested in enema (I had never experienced it).

Date: 2008-02-05 16:15

Western men are my ideal male image, and Eastern men are my ideal male image.

Date: 2008-02-16 11:35

Merry often goes shopping with me. Merry said that there are many things that can be reimbursed by the club, such as high heels, boots, stockings, underwear, etc. You can buy them at will. I asked where the money came from, and she said it didn't matter. I now have nearly 20 pairs of high heels and nearly 10 pairs of boots in my shoe cabinet, not to mention stockings. I reckon Merry has more than mine.

Date: 2008-02-23 12:08

He came to play at our house on the 3rd. We helped him find a few girls in the hair salon who we thought were ugly and took them home. Then we forced him to serve these girls, and finally let him pay for them. I thought they were extremely dirty down there, but he seemed very willing.

Date: 2008-03-05 17:12

When I went to the club on the weekend, I saw that No. 7 was already in the toilet. The club's activity schedule will be emailed to every member, and anyone who is interested can participate. The time is from 4 pm to 10 pm on Saturday.

Date: 2008-03-11 16:15

Some dogs would love to join a club, but there may be situations where it's unclear. First of all, you have to sign an agreement, guaranteeing that you cannot withdraw within six months, and you have to keep your ID card and take a naked photo of yourself and keep it in the club. Secondly, male members are not allowed to pick female members and must obey any orders given by women. After all, not everyone in the club can be a beauty. Then you have to share the expenses of the club, which are shared equally by all male members, mainly the cost of high heels and stockings for female members, expenses for weekend activities, and training tools.

Date: 2008-03-22 10:47

Some people online said that they wanted to make SM movies and asked me to meet them. Once I was tricked into meeting by a guy with sweet talk, only to find out that he didn’t even write the script and wanted to act it out live. He just wanted to see how I looked. I was so angry that I just slapped him. Later, Merry said that there was a guy named Seven in the club who wanted to ask me to be his actress. He was very good at photography and he had done some casual filming in the past. They were all realistic training and there were no scripts. When we learn acting, we all hope to have a good script, a good theme, and a good plot. Merry said that it is not difficult to write the story, and as actors, you can find some of the most beautiful girls in the club to play the roles. It was the first time I went to see Seven for an audition. In addition to Merry and Little K, there were one man and two women in the room. The man was the novice from the Law Department of Nankai University whom I had heard about before. The three earliest male members in the club were all there. One woman was called Xuanxuan (because she looked exactly like Vivian Hsu, so she was an M). The other girl was the female student who peed on Little K's face when I first met him. She said hello to me when she saw her. (Later I found out that she was a Korean student studying abroad and could speak Chinese, but it sounded weird, it was S.)

At first I thought there were only three of us actresses, but then I heard from Xiaobai that Amy had something to do and was not here today. Xiaobai is an actor himself. He first told us the general plot. Xiaobai plays a teacher who abuses his wife (played by Amy) and Xuanxuan (played by his daughter) at home. A Korean beauty and I play his students, who abuse their family of three at his house after school. We are going to film it next weekend.

The past few days have been training. Xiaobai taught some acting methods to us actresses. He said that the things I learned in school cannot be used here. If you act in SM movies, you must be bold and not shy. The purpose of our filming is not for commercial purposes (not for sale), but purely to leave the mark of our youth and provide new members in the club with observation and learning. The lines all depend on our on-site performance, and the plot can also change at any time. Xiaobai said that among the actresses, I was not familiar with him yet, so I wanted to develop a relationship with him, so I would go out to watch movies and go shopping with him on weekends. Like me, he is a two-way person and has a deep understanding of SM. By chatting with him, I can understand a lot about the psychology of male S or male M, and in this way I can understand men better while filming.

Date: 2008-04-10 15:36

Based on my experience, Merry also feels that it is easier to find dogs online, so that male members will develop faster. However, for safety reasons, they need to be trained several times before they are satisfied before they can be brought to the club.

Date: 2008-04-19 05:50

I found that men like to see girls’ white cotton socks, which are bubble socks. In fact, girls with thick calves like to wear these socks. Xiaobai said that acting students should wear them, so he bought me two pairs.

Date: 2008-04-22 15:59

Most of my diaries will be posted online, but there are also a small part that I felt I couldn’t post after I finished writing them. There are also some that my friends thought they should not publish after reading them. For example, I wrote about the recent filming process, but later Xiaobai said not to publish it, so I stopped writing it. Fans will definitely not be able to see it online, but it is in my own diary. If someone asks me for a diary, don’t be surprised if the content in it is different from what is published online.

Date: 2008-04-27 08:52

I saw a list of all the female members on Xiaobai's computer, arranged in the order of membership. All the names on it were nicknames without real names. I was the 34th to join, and the details of each member were marked. Among them, the only ones I knew were Merry, May, Xuanxuan, July, Mermaid and Fangfang. Most of the members are S, and a small part are bidirectional. There are only 4 pure M members, and only one of them can accept being abused by girls. Most of them are around 30 years old, and there are only 5 or 6 people around my age.

Date: 2008-05-08 18:41

For those dogs who want to become toilet slaves but have not taken any psychological precautions, I think you must read the following paragraph carefully. Little K in the club proposed to do an experiment on May Day this year, and most of the members in the club would participate. The theme was the ultimate tolerance of toilet slaves. His idea at that time was to see if the toilet slave could withstand the test during the May Day period. After counting the number of people, there were 17 female members and 4 male members. Among them, Little K was the toilet slave test subject in this experiment. The remaining three men were responsible for the meals of the female members during the event, the entire process of DV shooting, salon discussions, and SM toilet slave video appreciation. Little K said that all topics in this event must be related to toilet slaves, and nothing else can be involved; The location of the event was a holiday cabin near the golf course (the location cannot be disclosed). We later went there and found that it was quite big. It was a holiday villa built by Taiwanese. On the morning of May 1st, 21 of us arrived there and visited the driving range. Then we came to the cabin. It has three floors. The rooms are quite big. It feels pretty good to step on the wooden stairs. Everything The men were all arranged in rooms on the ground floor, and the girls lived on the second and third floors. There were 6 rooms above, with 3 people in the big room and 2 people in the small room. Marry and Amy and I lived on the second floor, which had three beds, a TV, and a very good environment. After arranging the accommodation, we all sat down on the ground floor and listened to Xiaobai's arrangements. Xiaobai talked about the schedule of activities for the past few days and the main activities. It is Little K who wants to be the public toilet slave of all female members. There is an independent bathroom in each room, but this time except for taking a bath, you cannot relieve yourself in it. All the excrement of female members in the past few days (including any vomit or monthly things must be used by Little K). Seven is responsible for filming the whole process, and No. 7 M is responsible for cleaning up the body of the member after using the toilet. After 7 o'clock, it is mainly arranged to watch SM toilet slave movies and discuss in the salon at 9 o'clock. During the rest of the time, everyone can do 4 activities in the resort, including practicing golf. If you want to eat, you have to go to the nearby restaurant. The club has already booked it. The expenses can be reimbursed by the club, but there is a rule that everyone must abide by, that is, if you want to be convenient when playing outside, you must return to the cabin to use the small K. After the event, each female member will be rewarded according to the number of toilet visits. The resort is not very big if you don't count the golf course. There are quite a lot of activities and facilities. You can play billiards, badminton, tennis, and go to the golf driving range. They tied up Little K first, and then lay down on the ground. The toilet above was customized to imitate the equipment in Yapoo (I think it is a Chinese-style Yapoo). Xiaobai said that after we filmed the whole process in the past few days, it will definitely look better than anything in Yapoo. Yes, they put a mouthpiece on Little K's mouth, which meant that he couldn't eat even if he wanted to. In addition, his head was fixed and he couldn't move at all. There was a transparent tube attached to his mouth, so it was impossible to spit out. If he spits out, it would come back into his mouth. Although I have played this game many times before, I have a new feeling every time I play it. To be honest, it was my first time to play with Little K. It was already 10 o'clock in the morning, and 17 women all wanted to urinate, so we took turns going in. Seven was filming on the side. After I urinated, I asked Seven to lick me clean. After I felt more comfortable, I went to play badminton with Merry nearby. After lunch, I went to relieve myself again. By the way, I looked at Seven's records. There were already 26 small ones and 2 big ones. Little K had vomited three times and vomited once. After waking up from a nap at 2 o'clock, I took a pee once before going to go to the golf course. The record above is 46 small ones and 2 big ones. After I came back in the afternoon, I heard that No. 7 was beaten violently by two women because he didn't lick him clean. I saw that he really had a bruise on his face. What impressed me most was that when I went to the toilet the next morning, everyone was lined up. I still wanted to get into the large size, but I waited for a quarter of an hour when it was my turn. It seems that everyone has the habit of using the large size in the morning. I saw that there were 79 times in the record for the small size and 21 times for the large size. I heard Seven say that little K had vomited all night. I was really touched by his persistence. I met a lot of new friends during this event. I especially like to get together at night to chat and share their experiences with each other. It was the first time for a few Ss to do this. They watched toilet slave movies at night. I had seen one of them before, so I ran downstairs to see little K. He was screaming and couldn't move his hands and feet. It was really fun for me to watch. His mouth was red, and I realized that someone had put menstruation in his mouth. In the afternoon of the next day, I heard that Little K was going to quit, saying that he had been upset for two nights. The numbers on the record were really scary. At that time, Little Bai told me that the male protagonist in a movie like Yapoo could not be tortured so intensely, and it was not necessary to drink and eat everything, but there was absolutely no chance that Little K would vomit it out, and he had to be forced to swallow it all, otherwise he would die of thirst or starvation in the next three days. He had no other food to eat. In fact, in the end we only played for less than 4 days. Little K was close to coma. In order not to cause death, we were forced to stop the game. Our test results are: a specially trained toilet slave can be the toilet slave of 17 women for 4 days. The number of times is 265 times for small size, 52 times for large size, 7 times for menstruation, and 8 times for vomit in his mouth after being drunk at night. Little K vomited more than 80 times and vomited more than 30 times. The total time recorded on DV was 28 hours.

Little K's physical condition is now very bad. He has been bedridden for three consecutive days without any appetite. He is very pitiful. We will continue to pay attention to the follow-up situation.

The female member satisfaction rate is 97%, 60% of the members think that there should be similar activities in the future, 20% of the members think it is very exciting, 10% of the members feel a little sad for Little K, and 10% of the members think that the location of the event is very good.

Goods Date:2008-05-13 13:28

If you want to become a male member, you must first make a choice about your preferences. We strictly distinguish toilet slaves and non-toilet slaves here. We call toilet slaves B type, and non-toilet slaves we call A type. You can choose this category when you join, but B type can never be converted into A type, and A type can be converted into B type. If you have the experience of golden training before, then you can only be B type when you come in. All male members who have just joined are public slaves and must obey the Queen's orders unconditionally. You have no right to choose. Once you refuse, you will be in big trouble, because if any Queen complains about you, you will immediately be converted into a C, imprisoned in the basement, and whipped and tortured. Unless the Queen who complained against you forgives you, you will never be able to come out. It is also possible for a public slave to become a dedicated slave, as long as you are valued by a certain queen. At the same time, when you become an exclusive slave, you do not need to bear the club's fees. You only need to serve your own master. At this time, you can refuse the requests of other queens.

Fangfang Date:2008-05-21 18:54

I was very interested in Xiaobai’s experience. Seeing that I wanted to hear it, he told me his experience in cultivating S. He said that in the beginning, he only knew Fangfang. Fangfang's husband was always out of town, so the two of them often played SM. Fangfang's favorite thing at the time was whipping, so the two of them played this every day. However, Xiaobai got tired of this in less than a month. He felt that fantasy and reality were completely different. Besides, the feeling of being slapped by the belt on his body was not pleasant after all. Moreover, Fangfang would not finish it once he started doing it. She had the feeling of ejaculation, regardless of his life or death. So Xiaobai proposed not to play anymore, and they stopped for a month. But later, Xiaobai regretted it and went to Fangfang again. This time, Fangfang did not let him off lightly, and found another sister to play SM with him. They continued to play like this until Bai graduated from university. They were the earliest members of the current club.

Past events Date:2008-05-26 15:53

Fangfang and her sisters are quite wealthy and bought a house in the city that now has the first and second floors and a basement. Xiaobai plans to find more SM lovers. He told me that men all have temptations in uniforms, and their favorite types are students, nurses, office workers, flight attendants, and teachers. He also said that these are all played in Japanese movies. So now the club is quite complete. I asked him how we met him, was it also online? He said that the only person he met online was Merry, and no one else. At that time, he went to school to study on his own. By the way, he met a young female teacher who taught at Jingdezhen Teachers College in Jiangxi Province. She came to the school for further study at the time, and the two of them chatted very much. Xiaobai slowly instilled the idea of ​​feminism in her and discovered that she (called Luo Ting) actually had the temperament of a queen. Later, the two started playing SM without any taboo. But Luo Ting had to go back to teach later, and she only came to Shanghai during May 11th. But Luo Ting still introduced her two sisters who were working in Shanghai at the time to enjoy the queen's treatment in the club. These two girls were both female employees of the Green Valley Group Company, and one of them had attended a military academy, so she was a bit violent. After that, the two people introduced two other colleagues in the company, so there were four members. Later, Xiaobai signed up for a Japanese class by chance. The people sitting in front of him in the class happened to be two JAL flight attendants. Since Xiaobai performed very well in the class at that time, one of the quieter flight attendants asked him questions about Japanese. They exchanged phone numbers and after getting to know them, they slowly began to promote to them the high-end enjoyment in the club. Unexpectedly, these two people were quite open-minded. They quickly accepted Xiaobai's invitation and played several foot fetish games. Xiaobai said that his experience is that it is easier for girls to accept it when they start giving them massages, and then they can start playing with foot fetishes. People with a bit of feminism will be more accepting of it. Then I met Merry, and the club had 10 female members. The most difficult thing to cultivate is the female S's tendency towards golden holy water. Xiaobai had never been able to succeed at that time, and no female members wanted to try. Everyone is more likely to accept and like foot fetish, trampling, whipping, facesitting, and oral service, but gold is unacceptable.

SM is like a drug. Once you get into it, you can't stop. The same goes for women. Xiaobai really put a lot of effort into satisfying their desires. In the first half year, he really felt that it was a kind of enjoyment. He had SM more than two times a week, and he had to serve multiple queens at the same time. But he gradually found that he was too busy at all, so he found two other men to come in, one was Seven and the other was Little K.

When Seven came in, there were actually several queens around him. One was an acquaintance in the dance hall, and the other two were his classmates in technical secondary school and junior college. Little K brought a queen who worked as a clerk in a German company, so there were four more queens. That was around 2005. After that, every time they held SM activities, salons, training, etc., they would invite some familiar colleagues, classmates, and friends to participate, so more and more female members would join, and themes such as golden holy water could be played. By 2007, there were more than 30 members, from all walks of life. There were even clothes sellers on Qipu Road, civil servants from a certain district tax bureau, nurses from Renji Hospital, Korean female international students, and most of the others were employees of the company. But there are still very few male members. It was not until May 2007 that any male members joined. In addition to the ones recommended by me, there were two new slaves.