On January 19, 2020, our journey as a married couple's slave began very naturally.

My wife and I were college classmates. Let me start by talking about my wife. To be honest, I also think she is not the kind of goddess-level beauty, and she even has slightly protruding teeth, though not as exaggerated as the buck-toothed girl in kung fu movies. Some people say that women whose gums show when they smile tend to have strong sexual desire, and this actually applies to my wife.

She doesn't look like a goddess, but her figure is absolutely top-tier devilish. She's 177 cm tall with E-cup breasts. During college, she was a taekwondo sports specialist, majoring in taekwondo. Sometimes she joked with me that the reason she couldn't continue her career in this field was because of her large breasts—they had to be strapped up with a sports bra for every competition, which seriously affected her performance.

We are members of the student councils of our respective departments. In our sophomore year, we organized an on-campus sports competition and got to know each other.

At that time, the boys' dorm was particularly obsessed with virginity. A group of losers would discuss their future girlfriends, and they wouldn't marry or date anyone who wasn't a virgin. I was the quietest one in these discussions. For me, it didn't matter whether someone was a virgin or not; in fact, deep down, I even had a bit of fear towards virgins. I was the first among these losers to have a girlfriend, so the conversation naturally ended up focusing on me.

At that time, there was a popular term called 'shua guo' (literally 'scrubbing the pot'). For example, if Zhang San got a girlfriend and this girl was Li Si's ex-girlfriend, people would say Zhang San 'scrubbed Li Si's pot.' (Later I found out that 'scrub the pot' has another meaning.) Hui having an ex-boyfriend was something that everyone in the dorm knew, so sometimes jokingly, I would also make fun of myself for 'scrubbing so-and-so's pot.'

When I was in a relationship with Hui, I was still a virgin, but she was not. She lost her virginity in middle school.

Both of us have relatively cheerful personalities and can always talk; we have never had long-term silent treatment, and it’s still the case now. When having sex, we sometimes talk about playful topics, and occasionally she brings up her ex-boyfriend. This is probably a natural green trait—I like listening, and she likes talking.

Hui's first love was in the third year of junior high. At that time, she was especially fascinated by 'gangster guys,' those kind of rascal boys at school, so her first boyfriend was a little troublemaker. At first, it was just holding hands and kissing, with hands reaching in to touch a little. After the high school entrance exam, the little troublemaker didn't get into high school and had to go to a vocational school. Near the end of summer vacation, just before school started, he asked Hui out, and amid the sadness of parting and sweet words, Hui gave him her first time.

The second boyfriend was a classmate in high school, tall, rich, and handsome. We dated for a year, and in the third year of high school he went abroad, so we broke up. It was relatively uneventful.

The third one excites me the most.

During the physical education exam, Hui met him. He was also a sports student, let's call him Chao, from another school in the same city. The sports special admissions exam takes place in the first semester of senior year, and once the results are out, you can basically determine which school you will go to. The college entrance exam half a year later is just a formality for them. Most sports students hardly attend classes in the second semester of their senior year, and the teachers, fearing they might disrupt others' preparation atmosphere, turn a blind eye. In the second semester, they moved out of the dormitory and rented a single room together outside.

Once they stayed overnight at an internet cafe—some places call it 'staying the night,' meaning the whole night. In the early morning hours, Chao found something on a website, called Dark Castle or something like that, an early SM site. Back then, most websites were mostly text and images, but for middle school students, the impact was also unprecedented. Hui was sitting next to him, already half-asleep, and when she heard Chao exclaim in surprise, she turned to look at his screen.

It was a young woman dressed in a kimono, suspended upside down, her breasts tightly bound by ropes, streaked with red whip marks on her exposed skin. Kei's underwear was soaked through.

The second photo shows exposure training. A young woman is naked, wearing a collar around her neck and tied to a streetlamp. Under the streetlight, she poses her hands like a puppy on her chest, squats with legs spread to show off her lower body, her pubic hair shaved clean, and two Japanese kanji tattoos on her mons pubis: "Ton-Li."

Those two images were like two invisible hammers, thudding against her chest.

"Is it okay if I play like this with you?" Chao asked with a mischievous smile, seeing Hui staring at the screen without blinking.

"You're really perverted." Hui was a bit angry and embarrassed.

"You like this?" Chao You was a bit surprised, because her reaction was clearly not resistant.

"Disgusting."

That night, there was no internet either. At three o'clock in the morning, in the residential complex where they lived, Hui took off her clothes and walked from the entrance of the complex all the way to the bottom of the building. When entering the stairwell, Chao couldn't resist, pressed her against a parked bicycle, and started. It was so exciting that he climaxed after just a few thrusts.

From then on, they opened up a new world. Oral sex, anal sex, exhibitionism, whipping—all the things you could see on that site at the time, Chao developed them for Hui.

I can imagine such a scene: early summer night, no one on the street, under the dim streetlights, a couple is taking a walk. Unlike ordinary couples, the tall girl is completely naked, sometimes crawling on the ground with her butt stuck out like a puppy. She wears a collar around her neck, and the other end of the rope is firmly held by the boy. The girl gets tired from crawling, and as soon as she lowers her raised butt, the boy sternly shouts, "Stick your butt out." At the same time, he raises a whip made of data cables and smacks her snow-white butt. The girl doesn't dare to shout, only lets out a muffled groan, and another C-shaped whip mark appears on her butt.

Hui especially liked being whipped. Once, I asked her what it felt like. She said it hurt a lot. How could pain feel good? She said she didn't know either, but with every blow, the pleasure seemed to travel along the whip to her skin, then to her muscles, then along her spinal cord like an electric shock throughout her body.

Back then, there was no Taobao. In a shabby rental, we couldn't get professional whips, so we used whatever was around: coat hangers, fly swatters, belts, charging cables—anything that would hurt when it hit the body, we had tried it. Hui said the most satisfying was the charging cable; holding both ends and folding it in half, swinging it with a whoosh, it would make a sharp whistle against the air. She told me she could feel her nerves jumping along with it.

Once, Chao wanted to see how many hits she could endure and see her limits. The first time, she was about thirty lashes, and the pain made her body struggle involuntarily. Chao thought it was enough, but Hui thought she could continue, so she had him tie her up and whipped her more than twenty times. In the end, Hui fainted, scaring Chao half to death. Thinking he was about to die, he pinched her philtrum and applied cold water, almost hitting her 120. When Hui woke up, the first thing she said was: "This feels amazing......" She never begged for mercy throughout the whipping process. Hui truly had the constitution of a criminal slave; pain and lust combined on her gave her intense pleasure.

Later, we encounter a cunning green master, and Hui is trained to climax just by whipping.

The two of them didn't pay much attention to contraception; if they had a condom, they used it, and if not, they didn't bother. Shortly after the college entrance exam ended, Hui discovered she was pregnant. They were terrified. Chao frantically borrowed money from friends and took Hui to the hospital for an abortion. The summer vacation after the college entrance exam was supposed to be the most enjoyable period of their lives, but Hui didn't dare tell her family. She pretended to feel unwell and stayed home quietly to recover. Chao, in order to repay the money, worked tirelessly during the vacation.

Hui recalls that she still thinks Chao, her boyfriend, was very good. After the abortion, he took care of her very attentively: during the day he did promotions at the mall, at meal times he handed out flyers on the street, at night he went to the warehouse to load and unload, and he secretly visited her when Hui's parents were not at home. Hui told me that at that time she thought that when she grew up, she would definitely marry Chao.

Immature feelings ultimately cannot withstand time and distance. Not long after the start of college, Hui's lustful nature could no longer be restrained. Over at Chao's side, there were also quite a few female classmates pursuing him. After several phone calls, they chose to break up amicably. At first, they still kept in touch every now and then, but gradually, as they each got boyfriends and girlfriends, the contact ceased. Yet in each other's hearts, the other had become the one who meant the most.

The fourth boyfriend was Hui's senior. There isn’t much to say; they broke up after a few months of dating. The reason was that he was too short, which couldn’t satisfy Hui—for a man, this was an utter humiliation. Later, when I asked about this, I found out that Hui was too uninhibited when she was with this senior, which scared him; furthermore, it was actually Hui who first suggested breaking up, wounding his pride. So this senior started spreading rumors in the student council at school, calling her a “promiscuous and uninhibited woman.” This name sounded like the title of a Hong Kong Category III film at the time—catchy, and Hui’s nickname became famous this way. However, I think 'promiscuous and uninhibited woman' isn’t really a rumor about Hui; it’s quite accurate.

The fifth boyfriend is me.

When I started chasing Hui, my dorm mates even reminded me not to find a bus driver. Actually, they didn't know that I just like green travel.

As I mentioned before, there’s no communication barrier between us. She doesn’t hide anything from me just because she wants to be been screwed by others or be submissive. I also confessed to her about my fetish for being cuckolded. Hui expressed understanding and gladly decided to cooperate with me. For this, we even came up with a new term to describe this kind of relationship: 'turtle watching the green bean.'

Everything must be done step by step. At first, it’s just talk; when renting a room, add a bit of role-playing: she plays the unfaithful wife, I play the lover, or she pretends to have just come back from her lover. But the more we do this, the more it feels unsatisfying, the more it scratches, the itchier it gets.

After knowing that she liked SM, I also actively tried being an S. In the end, I found out that I was actually not very suitable to be an S—not only am I not an S, but I am an M. This surprised me a lot. In daily life, among friends and classmates, I am considered the type with decisiveness and organizational ability, and I never thought I would be an M.

Once I played the role of a top (S) to train Hui, but she felt it was very inadequate and said to switch roles, let her be the top (S) and me the bottom (M), to experience it the other way around. Every time, to cooperate with her being the top, I was indeed a little bored, so I readily agreed. But the moment I knelt at Hui's feet, I felt an unprecedented sense of humiliating pleasure. At that time, I strongly resisted it in my mind and didn't want to admit it; as the training continued, however, I became more and more cooperative, sinking deeper into the feeling of being the bottom. Hui noticed that my state was off and asked with doubt, 'You wouldn't also make a good bottom, would you?' I had never felt such shame about this question before, yet I answered very eagerly, 'It seems so…'

One day we were walking in the playground and talked about this matter again. After knowing that I was also an M, we took turns being each other's S a few times. Being the S had already become a tough task. Every time before booking a room, we would come up with all sorts of ways to grab the M role.

I decided to tell Hui what was on my mind. I said, 'How about we find an S and have them train both of us?'

Hui stared at me with wide eyes: 'Can you accept it?' Her tone was a bit teasing. She said it again: 'Can you accept it? Watching someone else with me.'

I was afraid she would misunderstand, so I hurriedly explained: 'Hui, I love you very much, I mean nothing else, I just feel that this way with us, you are uncomfortable, and I am also uncomfortable.'

Hui was somewhat proud: 'I know you can't do without me, I'm just afraid you won't be able to handle it when the time comes, and that you guys will end up fighting again.'

I let down the heart I had been holding in suspense: 'No, no.' Then I suddenly realized: 'Have you been wanting to do this all along!'

Hui looked like her cunning scheme had succeeded, laughing as she ran off. I chased after her, jokingly hitting her. 'You wanton and bold woman.' 'You turtle of a cuckold man.'

I have to complain here: technological progress has actually brought inconvenience. When we were in college, let alone smartphones, even Xiaolingtong (a type of cordless phone) was considered a high-end mobile device, and on Saturdays and Sundays, there would be long lines at the phone booths. When Huikai started school, she brought a Samsung phone, and everyone in class thought her family was really rich, but it was actually bought with the extra money she earned from working during the summer vacation. Not to mention phone cameras, so back then no one worried about being secretly filmed during a hookup and having it uploaded online. I think human flesh search existed, but I can't remember; for us back then, it was as distant as colonizing Mars. Occasionally someone would use a camera, which actually added a lot of fun — at that time there was no 'Fappening', and no one knew the risks involved. Meeting online friends in person was done without much caution: if you got along online, you would just arrange a time and place to meet, at most finding them unattractive in person. Things like '仙人跳' (extortion schemes involving seducing someone) were as far-fetched as colonizing Mars.

At that time, few people were online, and it wasn't as convenient as it is now, but people would open their hearts to strangers on the internet, and once they chatted well, meeting up in person was very easy.

Looking back now, the first owner was really hasty. We found a few who looked sincere on the SM website's dating board—what kind of homeland or village, I can't remember the name, not sure if it still exists. It's interesting: if the couple being trained now were a couple or couple slaves, many S would definitely flock to them. But back then, when they heard female M had to bring a boyfriend, not only did they refuse, they might even think you were messing with him and block him outright. So they found a few S, but when they heard they wanted to bring boyfriends, they all refused.

Until I met Brother Tang.

Tang Ge was in his thirties at the time, not yet forty. He was a minor leader at a well-known local company and had a wife and daughter. His daughter was very cute, and later I met his wife and daughter as well, of course in a normal capacity.

The first meeting was in a private room at a Korean restaurant, and Hui and I went together. The first impression of meeting him in person was that he was a bit short. Tang was about 175 cm, of medium build, but I am 188 cm and Hui is 177 cm; Hui even wore high heels on purpose, so she looked about the same height as me. Compared to us, Tang looked short. He didn’t expect us to be so tall either; when he opened the door and saw us, he was momentarily stunned and said in surprise, 'You are this tall?' Then he let us into the room.

You can tell he is calm and capable, in his thirties and not yet greasy. In the private room, after a brief greeting, he praised me for my good fortune, saying my girlfriend was beautiful and had a good figure. Hui was a bit embarrassed by the compliment, and I thought to myself nearby, you are actually the lucky one. My impression of Brother Tang is good.

After exchanging pleasantries, we ate and chatted. Before drinking, Brother Tang first asked us: Since it's our first meeting, drinking might cause mistakes but can also liven up the atmosphere. If you agree, drink; if not, skip it. I was still hesitating, but Hui readily agreed. Truly bold.

After a few rounds of drinks and a variety of dishes—Han Can felt genuinely indifferent—the conversation turned to SM.

When we look for S online, most don't accept couples together. The so-called experienced ones, when talking, are also novices. It doesn't matter whether they're novices; the key is they're so macho. Once they hear that the two of us are together, they think it's going to be a threesome and say they can't handle being with another man with a woman. At this level, the concepts of couple slave or husband-and-wife slave don't even exist.

But as soon as Tang Ge heard that we were going to be trained together, he immediately asked if we were a couple slave. Only after adding him on QQ did we find out that he has experience training couple slaves. Today just happens to be a good opportunity to also hear what other enthusiasts are like.

Tang has had two female submissives and one couple. Among the two female submissives, one was also from our school and has already graduated, so she is considered an upperclassman. I curiously asked for her name, wanting to see if I knew her. But he said that without the consent of the people involved, it’s better not to tell a third party. Although I didn’t hear any gossip, our trust in him increased—since we are being trained, we also don’t want the submissives to show off or talk about it everywhere. The second one, like us, was met online, lives in another city, a bit far away, hasn’t had many training sessions, is about the same age as him, and is a middle school teacher.

Then there is that couple of slaves. The husband is Brother Tang's superior, in his fifties, not young anymore, and his wife is nine years younger than him, just in her early forties.

"Thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger, fifty can suck the ground." Hui laughed so hard when Tang said this proverb. This couple could be considered Tang's SM enlightenment teachers. By then, he had been at the company for a while, got along well with his work and colleagues, and had a good personal relationship with his superiors.

One day, the boss asked Tang Ge to come to his house for drinks. Halfway through drinking, the boss found an excuse to leave, saying he suddenly remembered something outside that he forgot to bring back. Tang Ge found it strange; it wasn’t an urgent matter and could easily wait until after drinking, so it was odd to interrupt so suddenly. After the boss left, only the boss's wife and Tang Ge were left in the room, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward. Unexpectedly, his sister-in-law sat next to him and even leaned her body closer. Tang Ge said that at the time, it was also the alcohol giving him courage; with her intentions being so obvious, he was not a paragon of virtue.

"This half glass of leftover wine from sister-in-law, Wu Song will drink it today." Complimenting his sister-in-law for being beautiful and well-maintained with his words, but his hands started to make small moves. Suddenly, sister-in-law hugged him and started kissing him. The process was too fast, a bit sudden, but since the tongue went in, he didn’t stop. Sister-in-law was wearing a home nightdress, and when she took it off from the top, Tang Ge was stunned—underneath was a full set of wine-red lace lingerie, and her plump, fair body appeared right before his eyes. It’s okay to touch a little, but to take it off so directly—his supervisor had just stepped out and would be back. If someone suddenly opened the door now… Sister-in-law understood his worry and reassured him, telling him not to worry; the supervisor wouldn’t be back for a while—it was intentional that he went out.

唐哥似乎有些明白了。再看嫂子风韵犹存，烈焰红唇，丰乳肥臀，眼神里春波荡漾，满是欲望。他心说去他娘的，一把把嫂子抱起来，进了卧室，扔在床上。伸手一摸胯间，早就泛滥，二话不说，脱裤子就地正法。尴尬的是，这好事来得太突然、太刺激，没几下他就射了，还射在里面。气氛又要尴尬。嫂子感觉他射了，眉头轻轻一皱，笑着调戏他这么快，没有怪他的意思，弄得他更不好意思。

He was racking his brains trying to say something to save the situation, but his sister-in-law turned around, lay beneath him, and took his already soft cock into her mouth—still covered in semen. Back then, many people didn't know how to perform oral sex, let alone experience it. My sister-in-law was very skilled. After the man finished, that area was extremely sensitive—it hurt with every touch. At first, she just held him still, her eyes fixed on Brother Tang, gently pressing him down on the bed with her hand, and after a while, she began to suck softly.

Tang was feeling great when the door opened and his boss walked in. They were in the bedroom, the door half-closed, so they couldn't immediately see the person who suddenly came home. Tang said he was totally freaking out at that moment, really in that kind of dumbfounded way, his mind completely blank.

"Why are you back?" My sister-in-law was not only free from the shock of catching someone in the act, but was instead somewhat resentful.

"I'll just stay outside, not going in." The boss who caught the affair now spoke with a pleading tone.

"Can't resist anymore?" When she said this, sister-in-law mischievously glanced at Tang Ge, sucking his penis like licking a lollipop. "Mm..."

"Then you just listen at the door. So annoying, just got Xiao Tang aroused by licking, and then you scared him soft again. Still won't apologize to our Xiao Tang."

"Xiao Tang, it's okay, just go ahead and do it with confidence."

Hmph, you cheap bastard.

这个转折太刺激了。嫂子说不用管他，没事，就继续趴下给他舔。唐哥不知道说什么了：“这个……这个……嗯……”嫂子没管这些，看鸡巴硬了，自己坐进去，上下套弄起来。

At that time, Tang Ge didn't have the concept of a 'husband slave,' he had only heard similar rumors: someone leaves work early to go home and happens to find their wife having an affair with someone. Instead of barging in to catch them, the guy listens secretly outside, and only enters the house after the lover has left, pretending nothing happened. Maybe the boss is that kind of person—Tang Ge thought this at the time.

嫂子在自己身上卖力套动，淫荡的欲望又重新占领高地。唐哥翻身把她压在床上，换成男上女下，准备迎头痛击。他一下一下全力抽插，每一下都到底，就是为了让嫂子叫得更大声、更淫荡，刺激外边听着的上司。一上来就全力冲刺，嫂子爽得吸了口气，举起粉拳锤他胸口：“坏蛋，一上来就这么用力。”唐哥不理，只管低头卖力。几十下之后，嫂子一阵抽搐。

"Almost there, almost there, hit me, hit me."

Hmm? What kind of request is this? Tang ge was puzzled, and the thrusting slowed down. The sister-in-law under him got anxious, grabbing his hand and pulling it to her face, slapping herself while saying, 'Like this, quickly, hit my face hard.' Tang ge lightly slapped twice, afraid of hurting her, and did not continue.

"Hit harder."

Slap, Tang swung around and gave his sister-in-law two slaps. Down below, his sister-in-law glared at him with wide eyes, as if she wanted to devour him. This kind of provocation only stirred his beastly nature, and slap after slap followed, reddening her little face. But his sister-in-law held her neck high, not dodging a single hit, and her eyes never left Tang's gaze.

Brother Tang seemed bloodthirsty, one hand gripping his sister-in-law's neck, the other slapping harder, his cock pounding in sync with the slap. Finally, sister-in-law gave in, her angry face twisted by pleasure, legs tightly wrapped around his waist, eyes turning pleading. Brother Tang's anger didn't subside, he cursed, "You big slut, fuck you to death." ”

"I am a slut, fuck me, fuck me hard, daddy, daddy fuck me."

Suddenly, my sister-in-law convulsed all over and climaxed. Tang Ge was squeezed by her twitching and couldn't hold back any longer, ejaculating inside again. A low, brief moan came from the living room, and the boss was outside and ejaculating by himself. It was very dramatic, and all three of them reached climax at the same time.

January 19, 2020. Strictly speaking, the experience Tang talked about was not training. Later, he learned about his boss's marital relationship: the boss played the role of a husband slave in bed, and his sister-in-law was the wifemaster. After Tang joined in, they became Tang's married slaves.

This part of the story goes well with alcohol, making me feel a surge of desire. Watching Hui, she was also engrossed, her little face turning red with shyness.

Tang Ge suddenly gave me a glance, signaling that we were running low on alcohol and that I should go to the front desk to order more. I didn’t understand at first, but he gave me another glance and smiled at Hui. I understood. After going out, I went to the bathroom, washed my face, and looked at myself in the mirror, feeling truly tormented. I guess Tang Ge's boss felt something similar at the time. I gave them about ten minutes. During these ten minutes, I was restless, feeling an indescribable sensation in my heart, like an itching scab: pressing it lightly hurts, but relieves the itch, turning pain into pleasure. This feeling cannot be experienced by ordinary people, only by a 'green slave'.

After ten minutes, I felt it was about right, so I knocked on the door first and only went in a few seconds later. The two people who had been sitting across from each other were now sitting side by side. Seeing me come in, Hui gave me a knowing smile. Whether it was from alcohol or desire, her face was flushed, and her smile was incredibly alluring. She then sat back down, leaned close to my ear, and whispered, asking if we could try some training right now.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Brother Tang left us some space.

I'm a bit hesitant. We originally agreed to just meet today and not do anything else.

"He told you?"

"Not yet, just think he's pretty good, wanted to discuss it with you."

"Why are you so cheap? They haven't even mentioned it, and you just couldn't hold it in yourself."

"Choosing a lucky day is not as good as just going for it..."

I actually felt a little bit jealous in my heart.

After Tang came back, it wasn’t long before Hui needed to go to the bathroom, and she even quietly pinched me as she left. Of course, I understood what it meant. With Hui not around, I told Tang that I wanted to have a training session today. He had a smile that looked like he had expected this but was trying to stay calm, and said that we could do the training today, but there was a small task: when we drove to the hotel later, the two of us would sit in the back seat; if we decided to undergo the training, we had to take off our underwear on the way and put it on the passenger seat. If we did this, the training would start from that moment, and Tang and us would be master and slave. If not, he would just drive us back to school, and we could talk about it later.

We had almost finished eating. When Hui came back, Brother Tang went to the front desk to pay the bill, and I told Hui about this task. Hui didn't say anything.

No one spoke in the car. Hui didn't move either, she just kept looking out the window. As we were approaching the hotel, Brother Tang slowed down the car. I originally thought she had changed her mind and felt a bit regretful, but then I saw her biting her lip and starting to take off her clothes.

Hui is wearing a tight sweater on top today, with jeans and high heels on the bottom. She takes off her bra, intending to put on the sweater and then take off her pants.

"Don't put it on yet. Take everything off, and wear it only when I tell you to," Tang said casually while driving ahead. But at this moment, this kind of casual tone held irresistible power over us. We knew that the training was about to begin.

We took off our underwear and put it on the passenger seat, but neither of us dared to put on clothes, sitting in the car completely naked. Hui hugged her knees with both hands, and I held her.

The car parked in the hotel parking lot. At that time, there really weren't many cars, and the entire parking lot was empty. Brother Tang parked the car, opened the trunk, took out a luggage bag, retrieved two collars from it — the kind used for dogs — handed them to us, and then got back into the car.

"Now you are my dogs, one male, one female. Right?" Tang Ge said to us through the rearview mirror.

"Yes..." I said softly.

"Repeat it once. Who am I, and who are you?"

I said, 'You are our master...'

Tang Ge interrupted me: 'Who are you, what's your name. The female dog speaks first.'

Hui's neck was all red: 'I am Hui, the master's bitch, you are our master.'

“Speak louder, I can't hear you.”

"I am Hui, the master's bitch." Hui almost shouted out.

"Mm, pretty good. What about the male dog?"

"I am Peng, I am the owner's male dog, you are our master."

"Dogs need to wear collars. You put the collar on the other, the male dog puts it on the female dog, and the female dog puts it on the male dog."

We held the collar, making eye contact, feeling extreme shame. I could feel Hui's hand tremble while putting it on me. After it was on, we didn't speak, waiting for the master's command.

“Have you put it on?”

"Put it on properly," I said.

"Tell me once you've put it on. We'll say it together."

"Master, the male dog and female dog are wearing them properly."

"Not bad. Put your clothes on and get out of the car. Make sure the collar is visible, don’t cover it."

The owner opened the car door and went out. The room was already prepared, so we didn't go to the front desk and he directly took us upstairs. Even so, as we walked through the lobby, I could feel all eyes on us. I kept my head down, not daring to look anywhere. Walking through the lobby felt as long as running a marathon.

Went upstairs to find the room, no different from a typical hotel: a bathroom, a double bed, a TV cabinet, a desk, ordinary furnishings. But today, being here, we were going to have a new experience.

After opening the door, the master refused to go in, blocking the entrance and ordering us to crawl under his crotch. "The male dog crawls first, then kneels to the side." The series of training ahead had already plunged me into this shame. My servile nature erupted, and without hesitation, I crawled over first. Hui seemed to have lost her shame and obediently bent down to follow closely. But just as she was halfway inside, the master suddenly sat on top of her. Hui snorted lightly. The master started taking off her pants.

Watching a strange man pull down my girlfriend's pants, that feeling is really indescribable. After all, before, whether it was teasing or humiliating, he hadn't really touched her; now he was going to get serious.

The master sat on Huiyao's back, turned around, and slapped her hard on the butt. 'Bitch, carry your master inside.'

"Yeah."

Smack, there was another crisp sound, and the master slapped hard again. 'How do you answer?'

"Yes, master, the bitch will carry you inside."

The skeleton was large, and with years of training, it easily carried its owner. Climbing to the side of the bed, the owner sat on the bed and kicked my crotch with his foot: 'Go close the door.'

"Yes, Master." I scrambled over to close the door and then crawled back, kneeling in front of Master together with Hui. Hui's pants were pulled down to her knees, leaving her lower body exposed; I, on the other hand, made a little tent.

The master was very good at using my girlfriend to humiliate and provoke me, stirring up my servile instincts. He pointed his foot at my crotch and asked Hui, "What's that?" "Hui said it was a dick." The master then asked why the male dog's penis was erect. Hui said the male dog was excited. The master asked again why he was excited. Hui said he didn't know. The master said, "That's because this bitch knows the master is going to play with his favored girlfriend today, so he's especially happy and excited." ”

I was made to feel utterly ashamed. What was even more humiliating was that he made Hui repeat what she had just said. Hearing my wife say the words again in a trembling voice, I felt even harder below.

The master ordered us to undress. After undressing, he knelt there, his penis erect, throbbing with his pulse. He opened the travel bag he brought, and inside were many tools—some I'd seen online, some I didn't know what they were for. He picked up one of the whips and asked me, "Today I'm playing with your beloved girlfriend, which takes a lot of energy. What do you think?" ”

"Thank you, Master."

Smack, I was whipped hard. It was a soft horse whip, and it left a red mark on my body.

"When responding, your voice should be loud, clear, and distinct."

So I answered again, 'Thank you, Master, for toying with and favoring my girlfriend. Thank you for your hard work, Master.' After saying this, I kowtowed to express my gratitude. I felt that I must be the most despicable man in the world. I don't know what expression my girlfriend had at that moment, but under the control of the whip and her submissiveness, she also said the same self-degrading words.

The owner also took off his clothes. To be honest, his dick doesn't seem even bigger than mine. I measured myself by 15 centimeters, and by my eye he's about 14 cm, not as thick as me.

He handcuffed me, hands behind my back, tied the collar rope to the bottom of the heating pipe, so I couldn't lift my neck, then covered my head with his underwear, fixed it with an eye patch, and covered my eyes. I knelt there with my butt sticking out, unable to lift my head or see anything, looking even more like a dog.

"Look, you're all wet, it's leaking out, go wash up." I couldn't see, so I didn't know what the master did to Hui. After a while, the sound of water came from the bathroom, and after a while, Hui's moaning could also be heard. I didn't know how long had passed, but the water stopped, and they came out. The master turned on the TV, I didn't know what channel it was, and the volume was turned up quite high.

Hui came over and untied the collar strap for me. I looked up, but my underwear hadn't been taken off yet, still unseen. Suddenly, Hui's soft lips kissed me. I opened my mouth in response, and she slipped her tongue into my mouth, and at the same time, a thick liquid came in. I immediately realized it was my master's semen. Before I could react, Hui held my head and continued to kiss deeply. Usually, when Hui gave me oral and I ejaculated into her mouth, she would crawl over to try to give me her semen, which I resisted intensely. But now, with another man's semen in my mouth, stimulated by my submissive nature, I didn't feel disgusted at all; instead, I swallowed it. Master's semen was divided and consumed in our deep kiss.

"You two cheap dogs, does the owner's semen taste good?"

"Delicious, thank you, master." We said in unison.

"Come over and lick the master's feet, all of you come over."

Hui led me to kneel and crawl to the side of the bed, one foot each. We had just taken a shower, so there wasn't any particular smell. After a while, the master recovered and tapped our faces with his foot.

"Do you know what this is?"

"I understand, Master." I can't see, Hui replied.

"Go, to the bathroom."

"Yes, Master." Hui crawled away.

The master tapped my face with his foot again: 'Do you like me playing with your girlfriend?'

"I like it, Master."

"Then how do you show it?"

I didn't know how to respond for a moment. Your girlfriend is already with you, so how else can I express it?

"First, kowtow a few times for me."

"Yes, Master."

My own girlfriend was being played with, and I still had to kowtow and give thanks. Is there anyone in the world more pathetic than me? I was too naive back then. Later, I would become even more pathetic, and I also saw couples who were more pathetic than me.

Master and Hui went into the bathroom again. I kowtowed repeatedly outside the bathroom, each time I had to say, "Thank you, Master, for playing with my girlfriend. Master, you've worked hard." Later, I found out Master was giving Hui an enema. Hui's belly was filled with warm water, but her anus was stuffed with a plug. The Master gently pressed her belly with his left hand, and Hui couldn't take it anymore and let out moans; His right hand played with her clitoris. Hui couldn't take it anymore, and when the pressure in her abdomen tried to push the plug out, the Master gently pressed the half-out anal plug back in. Hui broke down and wailed, and only then did Master let go, satisfied. This repeated three times. When Hui came out of the bathroom, I could clearly hear her rapid breathing, as if she had just finished training.

Another round of clanging rang echoed. After the sound ended, the master let me go. The moment the panties and blindfold were removed, I saw Huitong holding her hands and feet in place by a stainless steel leg bar, her legs spread upward and lying on the bed. The mons pubis, which had once been covered in thick pubic hair, was now perfectly smooth. The master had shaved her pubic hair.

"Does it look good?" the owner asked me.

"Good-looking."

Hui's hands and feet were fixed at one point, her arm pulled, her hips lifted upward, making her genitals stand out even more.

"Now I want to have sex with your girlfriend, put a condom on me."

My own girlfriend was being fucked by another man, and I had to personally put a condom on that man. This kind of humiliation, filled with a strong sense of ritual, made my penis, which had gone soft just now from kowtowing, instantly hard again.

"Hearing I want to fuck your girlfriend, you're excited again?" My body's reaction didn't escape my master's notice. I was extremely ashamed, but my cock grew even harder.

I carefully put a condom on Master as if lifting a sacred object, then personally parted Hui's labia, watching as Master's cock slowly entered my girlfriend's pussy.

"Damn, this feels so damn good. Don't be fooled by your girlfriend's height—she's really damn tight down there." The master exclaimed the moment he went in. He grabbed Hui's collar strap with one hand and slapped her big butt hard with the other. Hui, forcibly held in place by the leg bar, bent into a strange S-shape on the bed, thrusting back and forth with every thrust. I'd never seen Hui so lewd and sexy before, and I couldn't help but stare at her.

"Peng..." Hui called me. Since training began, she hasn't actively spoken to me. "Can you hold my hand?"

I held her hand tightly.

"Peng, I feel so good, do you feel good? Ah…" The master's pace was getting faster, and she reached pleasure before finishing the sentence.

"Seeing you being fucked by someone else, I feel unbelievably aroused."

Hui suddenly began to shake violently, her whole body like it had epilepsy.

"Fuck, it sprayed." the owner exclaimed.

Squirting? I didn't know Hui could squirt when she climaxed. The master pulled out his cock, and my wife went limp, her legs couldn't support her and she collapsed, but the leg shaft was still handcuffed, forcing her legs to stretch upward. From the side, Hui was bent back into a C shape, collapsed weakly on the bed.

The master didn't cum. He untied the leg shaft and grabbed her buttocks, pulling her up. Just now, her legs had been forcibly spread, and when she was lying down, her butt was exactly level with the master's cock. Now, kneeling on the bed, with a height of 177 cm and long legs, the master couldn't reach her, barely pushing in, and even after a few thrusts, she had to stand on tiptoe.

"Male dog, come here and lie down, be a doormat."

I lay down, and the master stepped on my back. The height was just right. My girlfriend's moans started again. I'm a 188cm man, serving as a footrest for the man fucking my girlfriend, so he can thrust more smoothly inside her.

Hui had a body that could climax intensely, every time like epilepsy, rolling her eyes and convulsing all over. Soon after, she climaxed again, but this time the master held her tightly, thrusting even harder as she convulsed. Hui screamed, her voice shifting from screaming to screaming, finally just opening her mouth wide, unable to make a sound. The master thrust one last time, and Hui was ejected, falling onto the bed. Within just over ten minutes, she climaxed twice in a row. When she was with me, the climax never came so quickly.

The master was also very pleased with our behavior, humiliating us a few times and asking if I wanted to lick the spot where Hui had just been fucked by him. Of course, I was more than happy to do so. The master made me lie on the bed, and Hui lay on top of me, the two of us in a 69 position. The white fluid Hui had produced stuck to my face, and I stuck out my tongue to lick it clean, bit by bit. Hui wanted to give me oral too, but Master stopped her, not even letting her hand touch me. From the start of the training until now, I had been humiliated and stimulated like this without being able to vent, holding back so much that I could only suck on Hui's genitals even harder.

I was performing oral skills, trying hard to please and tease my girlfriend. The master came over and pulled out the butt plug that had been inside Hui's body. The moment I pulled it out, Hui cried out, "Ouch," and I could feel her genital muscles contract sharply.

The master is going to anally have sex with my girlfriend. Ironically, I had never had anal sex with Hui before. Hui's back door had already been explored by her third ex-boyfriend, so she had no psychological barrier to anal sex, but every time I asked for it, she would act cute and beg me not to, always saying it hurt. One time, I was desperate, and she agreed to try it once. At that time, she didn't know how to dilate or lubricate, so she just thrust in hard, but in the end, it didn't go in at all. Hui cried in pain, and I was rubbing painfully too. Later, I asked why she could go in just by pushing. Hui said she didn't know, anyway, she was in, and once she got used to it, she felt pleasure. It really hurt when I first went in. That's also why she didn't want to be with me anally.

But this time, my master was clearly experienced. Hui had already climaxed twice, her body limp, muscles relaxed, and after being stretched by the anal plug for a while, she was already used to it. Being so close, I couldn't actually see the details of entry, but I could clearly feel Hui's body trembling. After my master entered, she began to moan. I couldn't see them thrusting, but I could see my master's testicles moving on my forehead, and Hui's genitals twitching repeatedly from anal sex.

I don't know how much time passed, but I only felt my master thrusting faster and faster. Hui's moans grew louder, then his body convulsed violently again. At the same time, Master let out a low growl and came. For a long time, neither of us moved. After finishing, Master lay on top of Hui, while Hui lay on top of me. Their weights pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe. After a while, Master stood up and pulled out his already soft cock from Hui's anus. When he pulled out, he deliberately left the condom behind; half of it was still inside Hui's body, while some semen dripped onto my face. At this point, I no longer needed any orders from Master and couldn't help but lick every last drop of semen.

If before, when Hui kissed me with Master's semen in her mouth, I was still a bit resistant, but now I was eating it like sweet dew. This was probably the change brought by my cuckold, servile nature. Seeing everything Master did to my girlfriend, my submissive nature was awakened, and any kind of semen became a problem. Back then, even if Master shoved his cock into my mouth for oral sex, I probably wouldn't resist.

After this ejaculation, Hui completely went limp, and the master's sexual desire also began to subside. Hui told the master that he wanted to go to the bathroom. The master said he also needed to go. Of course, the master has priority.

When we arrived at the bathroom, we knelt on either side of the toilet. When the master was about to pee, he suddenly said, "Do you want to pee?" At that time, this kind of training wasn't called "holy water" yet, and the master wasn't sure if we could accept it, so he just asked casually. Unexpectedly, Hui softly said "Mm," then looked up, slightly parted her mouth, ready to welcome the master's holy water. The master didn't expect her to accept it so easily and just put a little pee into her mouth. As Hui started swallowing, she choked and kept coughing, tears welling up in her eyes. Seeing this, the owner didn't insist.

换我。我还在兴奋中，自己的鸡巴滑稽地翘着，这时候主人的已经软了，两者一比更显得我的大。可大有什么用？还不是被别人控制，还不是看着自己的女朋友被人玩。主人让我捧了个杯子，他尿到我嘴里，来不及咽就流进杯子。果然很涩很苦，不好喝，我还是尽量喝了。最后主人让我们脸贴脸靠在一起，把尿泼到我们脸上。

Then it was time to shower. Three of us bathed at the same time. I knelt in the small bathtub as a chair, Master sat on top of me, and Hui served beside me to help him wash. Master told me not to look up. I could only feel the weight on my back, seeing four feet, two of which felt so familiar. During the bath, I thought Master must have played with my girlfriend's E-breasts quite a bit. I was the chair, humiliated and excited.

After bathing almost completely, the master held Hui in his arms, and the weight of both of them pressed down on me at the same time. He asked her if she liked it, and Hui was shy and didn't speak. When he continued to ask, Hui said, 'I like it.' The master, feeling gratified, gently patted her face.

洗完出了浴室，主人抱着我女朋友坐在床上，我跪在床前，看见他亲吻慧的耳垂和脖颈，左手揉捏她的胸部，右手在下面探索。慧轻声呻吟，一定又是酥了。这时主人问我想不想发泄、想不想射。我实在受不了了，一边磕头一边求主人让我射。主人说他也爽够了，就可怜可怜我，看在女朋友伺候得他这么舒服的份上，让我跪在床边自慰，命令我一手抬起慧的一只脚，对着她的脚自慰给他看。太屈辱了，也太兴奋了。没几下就射了，这是我从调教开始到现在梦寐以求的一次。射得力量很大，打在老婆脚底。主人笑了。他一边命令我把老婆的脚清理干净，一边继续玩弄着她，过程中又说了很多侮辱我的话。

After ejaculating, my submissiveness also began to fade. Later, my master asked me to go to the bathroom and clean myself. I stood under the shower, with hot water pouring over my head. As my sexual desire subsided, shame and regret swept over me. I didn't know what I would see or what would happen when I went out, nor did I know in what identity I should face the two of them. A slave? Now I resisted, at least I couldn't bring myself to say humiliating words about myself. A friend? But my girlfriend was still lying in his arms. I hesitated to go out for a long time, feeling like I had been in the shower forever. But I had to go out eventually. After washing and drying myself, I wrapped a towel around my waist and stepped out of the bathroom.

Hui knelt by the bed, hunched over, hands behind her back. The master played with her nipples with his feet, occasionally squeezing hard with his toes. Hui cried out in pain and instinctively tried to pull back, but that pulled hurt even more, so she had to pull back. The master saw me come out wearing a towel: "What's wrong? Now you know how to be shy?" I lowered my head, not knowing how to respond. After the sexual desire faded, so did the servility. I really couldn't say anything self-humiliating now. The master was very experienced and didn't force me further, just told me to take off the towel and kneel with Hui. I can still accept this now. After we knelt down, the master said today's training was over and that we should kowtow in gratitude.

It's already late, and the dormitory doors are closed. Hui and I are staying here tonight. When the host left, we went down to see him off. As he was about to drive away, he suddenly said to us from the car, 'Male dogs are not allowed to fuck female dogs' anuses, understand?'

"Huh?" We didn't react for a moment. Seeing our master looking at us seriously in the car, we lowered our heads and replied, 'Yes.'

Hui and I returned to the hotel, walking in silence all the way. I held her hand and walked in front, while she followed behind. When we got to the room, we saw a scene of complete mess—that in this very room, my girlfriend had been trained by another man, and I, as her boyfriend, had been used as a footstool to make it easier for that man to have sex with my girlfriend. In an instant, regret, shame, and annoyance all welled up. I turned around to hug Hui, feeling a sense of guilt toward her.

Hui followed behind and also entered the room. She kept her head shyly lowered along the way, but when she saw me turn around, she looked up at me. Our eyes met. Hui had trained in martial arts for years, and there was always a heroic aura between her brows, but at this moment, she looked at me timidly. I had never seen this side of Hui before. For a moment, the vengeful beastly desire filled my mind. I grabbed her by the waist, lifted her up, carried her into the room, and threw her onto the bed, ignoring her exhaustion, and started undressing her. Hui was startled by my actions, let out a soft cry, mixed with a coquettish laugh.

I lifted her sweater. She wasn't wearing any bra, and a pair of big white rabbits jumped out. I examined this body, which had just been ravaged by another man. Hui's skin wasn't very fair, but it was very good, with clear muscle lines, and the serratus anterior muscle beneath her prominent breasts was faintly visible. I saw small red spots on her neck and chest from being sucked—marks left by another man on my girlfriend. I touched the hickeys and saw Hui smile at me, with a wicked, charming smile. She knew what I was thinking and asked, "Do you look good?" What a thrill this was.

That night we probably did it about six times. By the end, I couldn't ejaculate anything at all — this should be a one-of-a-kind experience for me, something that never happened before and will likely never happen again. But just looking at the kiss marks on Hui's body would make me hard again.

The last time, Hui stuck her butt out, and I stood behind her, kissing from the back of her waist down. When I kissed her tailbone, I suddenly remembered what my master said before leaving.

"Male dogs are not allowed to mate with female dogs' anus."

It suddenly echoes in the mind like a great bell.

"My master said that it's not allowed there." Hui lay on the bed, turned back, and said to me. After saying this, she shyly buried her face in the blanket.

It is the gentleness when she lowers her head, like a water lotus shy in the cool breeze. Although I know using this poem in this moment and scene is very inappropriate, in that instant, Hui was exactly that in my heart. But what I want to say to her is not 'Sayonara,' but 'I love you.'

It was from that moment that I was certain: there would never be a girl like Hui in this world again, she must be my wife. Later, I understood the effect of Tang Ge's words before he left—a mental anchor, thrown into my heart like a ship's anchor. Hui's butt belonged to its owner, to her lover, to any man who could have her, and I had no such right. From then on, these words were like a spell; every time I saw Hui's butt, they rang in my ears, and submissiveness took over my mind. Not being able to have anal sex with my own girlfriend or wife, this self-imposed bondage locked me tightly. Even now, I have never had anal sex with Hui—my wife.

Both Hui and I were very satisfied with this training session, and we were also very pleased with Brother Tang. Although we had agreed not to engage in any activity before meeting, this time it was mainly about us, especially Hui, who was burning with desire and couldn't hold back at all. Brother Tang managed the pace of the training very well, leading us step by step, and in the end, he did not finish inside, always using protection. This gave us a great sense of trust, allowing us to confidently and completely give ourselves to him during the training.