[Come down to my dorm building within ten minutes]

Song Yan, who was playing a promotion match, looked at the message sent by Lin Yuying on WeChat, sighed, and typed a line in the team chat — 'Left urgently, sorry, please don’t report.' Then he pressed Alt+F4 to force quit, quickly finished checkout, and ran towards the girls' dormitory building at B University.

The internet café where Song Yan worked was located next to the gate of B University, but since B University covers such a large area and the weather was hot, Song Yan ran so hard for ten minutes that her lungs felt about to explode, and only barely managed to reach the girls' dormitory building in the west campus within ten minutes.

[Sister Ying, I have arrived]

Song Yan took a few breaths, took out his phone to reply with a message, and then stood in the shade downstairs waiting. After quite a while, Lin Yuying finally sent a message over.

[Come up, I have already spoken with the dorm supervisor]

Song Yan walked into the girls' dormitory as if he were very familiar with the place. He registered with the dormitory manager, which was really just a formality. Song Yan was often called over by Lin Yuying to help with tasks, and over time, the dormitory manager had come to recognize him. Besides, Song Yan had a fairly gentle appearance and looked like an honest person, so the manager didn’t scrutinize him much and let him go upstairs directly.

Arriving at the door of 512, Song Yan took a deep breath, tidied up his appearance, and knocked lightly on the door. After a short while, a girl with messy hair opened the door, glanced at Song Yan, and before he could say hello, she turned her head and shouted inside, 'Xiaoying, your sycophantic junior has come again.'

After coming so many times, Lin Yuying's roommates all knew him, and every time he came, Lin Yuying would call him around and boss him around at will. Gradually, her roommates also looked down on Song Yan, this timid and overly submissive man. This time, they even openly called Song Yan a bootlicking junior.

Although this is an indisputable fact, having it said out loud like this still made Song Yan a bit embarrassed. However, the few girls present didn't care about this at all and even showed shamelessly mocking smiles. Faced with such a scene, Song Yan still didn't dare to lose his temper and could only lower his head and walk silently to Lin Yuying's bed.

"Sister Ying."

Song Yan raised his head and looked at Lin Yuying lying on the upper bunk playing with her phone. Today she was wearing a white shirt and capri pants, revealing a section of fair and smooth lower leg, and on her feet were a pair of white sneakers, with the lace-trimmed edge of her socks visible at the ankles.

After hearing Song Yan's voice, Lin Yuying lazily sat up, letting her legs dangle and swing slightly over the edge of the upper bunk. Song Yan's gaze was immediately drawn over; from this position, Lin Yuying's legs were almost right in front of him, and if she stretched them out, she could kick his face.

"I rented an apartment outside of school. Most of my stuff has already been moved over, and there are just some miscellaneous items left. Could you help me move them over, please?"

Lin Yuying used questioning words, but her tone contained a faint, unquestionable dominance. She was very clear that Song Yan would never go against her wishes.

"No problem, Sister Ying, is it just these few boxes?"

Only then did Song Yan notice that Lin Yuying's books and personal belongings had been moved out, leaving only a few cardboard boxes at the foot of the bed.

“Hmm, there are a few shoeboxes under the bed. Can we move them all at once?”

"Okay."

Song Yan stacked the cardboard boxes together, then bent down and stacked the shoe boxes from under the bed on top. He picked them up at once, and the weight was still bearable, but the stack was a bit high. Worried that the shoe boxes on top might fall, Song Yan had a sudden idea and pressed the shoe boxes with his chin.

"Wait a moment, I'll change my shoes."

Lin Yuying nimbly jumped down from the upper bunk, sat on the chair, bent over to grip the shoe and slipped off her sneakers, then used her slender fingers to hook and pull at the edge of her slightly damp white socks, taking them off to reveal her fair and delicate feet, and slipped them into a pair of fairy-style strappy heels. The entire process seemed deliberately slowed down, making Song Yan extremely aroused, but fortunately, the objects he was holding blocked his lower body, so he didn’t have to worry about being noticed.

Then, Lin Yuying casually stuffed the socks she had taken off into her sneakers, picked up the shoes with a smile, and placed them on the shoebox that Song Yanyong was holding with his chin. The side of the sneakers pressed directly against his lips, and more importantly, the shoe cavity was right against his nose, with the strong, sour smell of sweaty feet hitting his nostrils directly.

"I ran a thousand meters during the morning exercise, probably sweating a lot in my feet, you shouldn't mind, right?"

Every breath Song Yan takes now is smelling the warmth still in her shoes, being watched by her teasing gaze, and he can't help but blush a little, but he can't even lower his head in this position, and can only respond softly, 'I don't mind...'

"How could he possibly mind? I guess even if you directly confront him to his face, he wouldn't care."

The girl beside him sneered coldly, making Song Yan feel even more embarrassed. He stammered, unable to speak. He truly liked being dominated, played with, and even tormented by beautiful girls, but in front of so many people, the remnants of his sense of shame still made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Alright, stop teasing him, let's go."

Lin Yuying chatted briefly with her roommates and then led the way out. Song Yan, who was following behind, naturally attracted the attention of many girls because he was carrying too many things, especially the shoes resting at the top near his face. Seeing many girls quietly pointing and whispering about him, Song Yan thought that it probably wouldn't be long before he became a topic on the campus forum again.

Along the way, Lin Yuying walked ahead carrying a small bag, showing no intention of communicating with Song Yan. He could only quietly follow behind, his thoughts somewhat scattered as he recalled their first meeting.

At that time, Song Yan was still a freshman just entering school, and Lin Yuying was a senior welcoming new students. Sitting under the shade of a tree, her delicate appearance and perfect figure immediately caught his attention. Afterwards, perhaps because Song Yan's looks were relatively decent, or perhaps because there were too many freshmen trying to chat there, Lin Yuying directly took Song Yan with her, brought him to the boys' dormitory, and helped him get familiar with the campus. Before leaving, Song Yan mustered up the courage to add her on WeChat.

The subsequent developments weren't particularly extraordinary. Song Yan used every trick he had to fawn over her, while Lin Yuying, being a naturally meticulous girl, quickly turned his admiration into making him her tool and devoted follower. Over the past two years, Song Yan had spent countless hours and money on her, but in the end, he had never even held her hand.

During Song Yan's contemplation, the apartment rented by Lin Yuying was ready. It was in a quiet residential complex, on the eighth floor. Fortunately, there was an elevator; otherwise, carrying so many things, Song Yan would be exhausted.

After entering the apartment, Song Yan carefully put down the things he was holding. However, as the strong smell of the shoes faded away, he actually felt a sense of loss. Moreover, he suddenly thought that Lin Yuying deliberately placed the shoes in that spot—did she notice his secret fetish?

"Xiao Song, do you have classes this afternoon?"

Lin Yuying took off her shoes and walked barefoot to the sofa to sit down. Because of the hot weather, she left clearly visible damp footprints on the smooth, bright tiled floor, which dissipated slowly. Song Yan stared intently, suddenly feeling an urge to get down and lick them off.

"Xiao Song?"

Song Yan finally came to his senses and hurriedly replied, 'Oh, no.'

"Then later, help me take care of the cleaning work, and then take out the things from those boxes and arrange them properly. You've been my servant for so long, you should be very familiar with my way of arranging things, right?"

听到林玉莹戏称自己为奴才，宋延的心跳有些加速，这就是他渴望的那种感觉，在学校里，同学和舍友都无法理解他跪舔林玉莹到这种没有尊严的程度，可他们哪知道，宋延只是喜欢被她羞辱，支配，喜欢用卑微的姿态伺候她，服侍她，取悦她。

"Well..."

"Then I'll go take a nap first. Move a little more quietly, don't wake me."

"Yes."

This commanding tone made Song Yan unconsciously straighten his back, as if he had truly become a servant attending to his master in ancient times. This humble posture made the smile in Lin Yuying's eyes even more pronounced. She looked at Song Yan deeply, her red lips slightly parted, and slowly said, 'I will check later. If you do well, I will allow you to lick my feet. This should be something you desperately want to do, right?'

She really did notice! Song Yan felt a jolt in his heart, but such a Lin Yuying increasingly matched the temperament and image of the master in his fantasies, his heartbeat gradually accelerating, his knees growing weaker, his throat moving slightly, and his voice carrying a hint of tremble.

"Yes..."

Lin Yuying let out a light laugh and walked into the bedroom. As the door closed, Song Yan collapsed onto the floor. He had always been worried that once his fetish was exposed, Lin Yuying would despise him or even drive him away and cut off contact. But now, it seemed that she was truly the type of natural superior, able to accept his service with ease and without resentment.

Song Yan took several deep breaths, walked around the apartment twice, found a broom and other tools, and started cleaning. As an only child from a fairly well-off family, he really hadn't done much housework before, but driven by the reward of licking Lin Yuying's feet, he did it exceptionally diligently, not caring even when he was drenched in sweat from exhaustion.

More than an hour passed quickly. When Lin Yuying walked out lazily yawning, Song Yan was still not finished. Since he couldn't find a mop, he could only kneel on the floor and wipe bit by bit with a wet cloth. And when Lin Yuying came out, he happened to be wiping right at the bedroom door.

“It's been so long, and it's still not finished.”

If there had been a mop, it would probably have been done long ago, Song Yan muttered in his heart, but on the surface, he naturally didn't dare to show it. He could only lower his head, look at her fair, delicate feet, and quietly admit his fault: 'Sorry, I rarely do housework…'

"I said before, doing well gets a reward, but you haven't finished yet. Shouldn't you accept a punishment?"

Lin Yuying's bare foot stretched over, lifting Song Yan's chin, forcing him to look straight into her eyes.

"Yes..."

This pose, Song Yan had fantasized about countless times in his mind, and now it was finally realized, and he happened to be kneeling on the ground himself. The feeling of humiliation was much more intense than he had imagined.

"That's good, come with me first, I have something to tell you."

Lin Yuying let go of her foot and walked towards the living room. After just a few steps, she turned back and added, 'Don't get up, just crawl over like this.'

Song Yan crawled behind her, and in the meantime, took advantage of her inattentiveness to lick the damp footprints she left. There was no particular taste, only the cold touch of the floor, but this action made his heart race. This was the feeling he had long been anticipating—not holding such a beauty in his arms, but being commanded and enslaved by her like a dog.

Lin Yuying sat down on the sofa, leaning back on the cushion, her long, beautiful legs crossed, while Song Yan knelt in front of her, not daring to meet her eyes, quietly lowering his head to look at her jade-like feet.

"Take off your clothes first."

"Huh?"

This command was somewhat unexpected for Song Yan, and he couldn't help but look up at her in surprise.

"Do you want me to say it a second time?"

Lin Yuying seemed like a completely different person; her usual gentle smile was nowhere to be seen. At this moment, there was only a trace of contempt and disdain in her eyes, making Song Yan feel a mixture of humiliation and a strange sense of pleasure.

Song Yan did not dare to say more, hesitating as he took off his T-shirt and shorts, leaving only his underwear.

“Take it all off.”

Lin Yuying issued a calm command, and Song Yan felt a bit embarrassed, but still gritted his teeth and took it off.

In this way, he was kneeling completely naked in front of Lin Yuying; it was also the first time he was completely naked in front of anyone other than his parents, and it was in front of a beautiful girl like Lin Yuying. The feeling was truly extremely complicated.

"Very good, come a little closer."

Lin Yuying smiled faintly, curled her finger as if calling a pet, and Song Yan obediently crawled forward a couple of steps, then saw Lin Yuying lift her foot, kick away the hand covering his lower body, and gently step on it.

Originally, Song Yan felt his lower body was reaching its peak, but when he touched Lin Yuying's soft sole, it swelled even more, trembling lightly, so hard it hurt a little. He feared that if Lin Yuying stepped on it a few times, she would ejaculate immediately.

Lin Yuying chuckled lightly and increased the force of her stomp, pressing the erect penis down flat against the ground. Song Yan grimaced in pain, his waist bending, curling up on the ground while holding her calves.

"Do you know why I suddenly want to move out?"

"I don't know."

Song Yan, this nearly 1.8-meter-tall guy, knelt so humbly at her feet, the place that symbolizes a man's dignity being pressed down firmly, his strong sexual desire and submissiveness striking his mind, making it almost impossible for him to think.

"Because I found a boyfriend."

Lin Yuying's voice was very soft, but for Song Yan, it was like a bolt from the blue, like a heavy hammer striking his forehead forcefully, leaving him somewhat dizzy, his mind blank, continuously echoing the words she had just said.

"I love him very much, so I can't wait to live with him and do that kind of thing."

Lin Yuying spoke to herself, and that kind of affectionate gaze was something Song Yan had never seen. An intense jealousy and sorrow naturally arose in his heart—after having adored the goddess for so long, would she ultimately end up pleasing someone else?

"Then why did you still call me over..."

"Because a servant like you, who aligns with my heart's desires, is rare, I don't really want to let you go. Besides, you said before that you consider yourself the person who loves me the most and admires me the most in this world, so now, it's time for you to prove that statement."

Lin Yuying smiled beautifully. It was this very smile that initially enchanted and attracted Song Yan, but now he only felt endless coldness and cruelty.

"I can no longer belong to you, but you can give up everything of yourself, become my possession, and accompany me forever in this way, serving me, attending to me."

Lin Yuying stepped on his penis, rubbing it with moderate pressure, and bent down, breathing delicately like an orchid by his ear.

"You will agree, right? Look at down there, it's so hard."

"I..."

Song Yan really wanted to refuse and leave with a flick of his sleeve, but if he did that, he would never have the chance to get close to her again, he would completely drift away from her world, perhaps even gradually be forgotten, and he was afraid he might never find such a perfect mistress who matched his aesthetic so well again.

"Stop hesitating, Song Yan. Don't think you're special. A mediocre scumbag like you—if someone really wanted you, there would be plenty. I only gave you an opportunity because you've served me for so many years. Don't be ungrateful."

Lin Yuying's tone turned cold, and her eyes were filled only with undisguised disdain and contempt, deeply wounding Song Yan's confidence. He really was a very ordinary boy, with average grades and abilities, and a dull, introverted personality. If his groveling attitude wasn't humble enough, he probably wouldn't have any chance of stepping into Lin Yuying's world.

"I... I am willing..."

Lin Yuying let out a light hum, revealing a smile that showed she had everything under control. She knew Song Yan's personality too well; with just a little provocation, she could completely dominate him.

"Very well, from today onwards, I am your master, and you are my dog, a piece of personal property that belongs entirely to me."

After saying this, Lin Yuying disdainfully kicked him away and raised her chin toward the shoe cabinet by the door.

"Go, bring me my pair of sneakers."

Song Yan stood firm with an incredibly hard lower body, subconsciously wanting to get up, but as soon as Lin Yuying glared at him with her beautiful eyes, he immediately knelt back down, crawled to the door, and bit the edge of a sneaker with his teeth, bringing it over.

"Put my socks on your thing, then smell my shoes and jerk off by yourself."

Under Lin Yuying's unquestionably dominant gaze, Song Yan trembled as he took the wet cotton socks out of his shoes and put them on his penis. Then he picked up the sneakers and buried his mouth and nose in them, taking a deep breath. Instantly, an even more direct and intense smell of foot sweat rushed into his nostrils. The smell was not exactly pleasant, but it made his genitals even harder.

Lin Yuying pouted, picked up her phone, and turned on the video recording function.

"Come closer, I'll take a close-up of you."

Lin Yuying waved her hand, and Song Yanyou reluctantly crawled over a few steps, but she remained completely unmoved. She grabbed his hair to take photos of him smelling her shoes, and ordered him to lick a few times on the soles, capturing the actions and his face in full.

"Alright, I'll give you two minutes, hurry up, the faster the better. You are here to serve me, and I don't want to waste too much time dealing with this livestock heat issue."

Under the scent enveloping his mouth and nose and the soft sensation of his cotton socks, Song Yan was already on the verge of ejaculation. Now, subjected to her undisguised verbal humiliation, after just two strokes, he twitched and ejaculated. His penis twitched a few times, the tip of his sock slowly falling from the semen, and he sat on the ground as if he had lost all strength.

“Useless, this won't do.”

Lin Yuying lightly scolded him, kicked him to the ground, and stepped over him, stepping on his head.

"Clean up yourself, then go back and organize your things. I have already prepared a room for you here, and from now on, you will have to serve me around the clock."

"Yes, Master."

Song Yan lay prone on the ground. This title, which he had called out countless times in his heart, could finally be spoken openly and legitimately. After lying on the ground briefly, he slowly got up, cleaned up the traces he had left behind, then knocked his head twice at the tightly closed bedroom door before temporarily leaving the apartment.

As a boy, Song Yan didn’t have much—just a few sets of clothes, some books, and some miscellaneous items. He could fit everything into one suitcase. After finding an excuse to say goodbye to his family and friends, he dragged his suitcase to Lin Yuying’s apartment.

Staring at the tightly closed door, Song Yan felt as if his heart were being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, making it somewhat difficult to breathe. Because once he knocked, it would mean the beginning of a whole new life under Lin Yuying's feet. No, it shouldn't even be called a life; Lin Yuying would definitely boss him around and torment him worse than a dog.

This is not some past daydream or fantasy; it actually happened. However, setting aside whether I can leave her or not, I have long since had no way out, haven't I? Just based on those videos from earlier, she could easily destroy my life and plunge me into an unimaginably tragic state.

But in the end, aren't these exactly what one desires?

Song Yan closed his eyes, knelt down directly, and knocked on the apartment door.

Before long, the door was pulled open, and Lin Yuying stood gracefully at the doorway, looking down at him with a half-smile.

"Master."

Song Yan voluntarily knelt down, pressing his forehead to the ground, then leaned forward trying to kiss her toes, but was kicked away by her.

"You are not allowed to touch my feet without my permission."

"Yes."

Has my own status really sunk to this level of lowliness? No, I should say, I no longer have any status at all.

"Take off your clothes and throw them in."

Lin Yuying carried his suitcase inside, then ordered him to take off his clothes, threw a sheet of copy paper on the floor, and brought a chair herself, sitting upright at the door with her long, beautiful legs crossed.

"Read it aloud once."

This is a set of slave rules that Lin Yuying downloaded and printed from the internet. She is somewhat lazy by nature and doesn't want to bother thinking too much. Doing this is only to further deepen Song Yan's obedience. She trusts Song Yan's submissiveness, but a proper slave still needs training and discipline.

Song Yan knelt naked in the hallway. At this time, the environment was very quiet, and most of the other residents had gone to work. But if someone happened to come up, they would see Song Yan, this naked man kneeling at the door, while Lin Yuying stayed inside. Moreover, because it was the last room in the hallway, even if someone saw, only Song Yan would suffer, and Lin Yuying would not incur any damage.

Song Yan was very aware of this, his voice trembling nervously as he spoke, but he did not dare to disobey her orders. He could only curl up his body, kneel in the corridor, and read aloud this slave code.

"The volume is too low, read it again!"

"A little louder."

"If your speech is unclear, it doesn't count. Keep reading."

Lin Yuying tossed Song Yan around without any restraint, enjoying the sight of his face turning red from nervousness and humiliation. A few hundred-character slave code, Song Yan recited it more than ten times before it met her standard, and then she picked up the sandals he wore in the morning and threw them on him.

“Lick the soles of the shoes clean.”

At this moment, footsteps came from the staircase. Song Yan's lips turned slightly pale with tension. Holding Lin Yuying's sandals, he looked at her with a pleading expression, but only received a cold rejection.

"Master..."

"Lick the soles of my shoes clean. If you make me repeat this a second time, believe me, you will die painfully. And right now, you don't even count as a person, so what is there to fear? Maybe next time I'll make you lick my shoes on the street."

Song Yan shakily held up the sandals, stuck out his tongue, and the bitter taste of the dust on the soles immediately spread throughout his mouth. Fortunately, the sounds of footsteps on the stairs continued upward and did not stop on the eighth floor, allowing Song Yan to finally breathe a sigh of relief and start licking seriously, while Lin Yuying appeared somewhat disappointed.

After the soles of her shoes were almost thoroughly licked, Lin Yuying finally stood up, allowing Song Yan to slide in from between her hips, and took out a full set of collar, handcuffs, and ankle cuffs for him to put on himself. This way, if one day Song Yan couldn’t hold out and wanted to back out, he would have no ability to resist. Of course, Song Yan himself didn’t even believe he would have the courage to resist her.

"I have already talked to Brother Chen about you. He agreed to let an slut like you serve me, but there are a few requirements you must meet. First, you have to wear a chastity belt. I belong to Brother Chen, and you won't have any chance to touch me. But don't worry, as long as you behave well, I will let you release with the shoes and socks I don't want from time to time."

As she spoke, Lin Yuying picked up a metal chastity lock and handed it over. Song Yan silently took it, wanting to put it on, but ever since he came in, the thought of becoming her completely controlled slave made it impossible for him to soften down below.

"Can't put it on? No problem, Master is happy to help you."

Lin Yuying laughed as she grabbed Song Yan's hair and forcefully kicked him in the groin. Although she wasn't wearing shoes, the tremendous force still made him scream in pain, clutching his groin and curling up on the ground, moaning.

"Take your hands away, your whole body belongs to me, and below is nothing more than my toy. Maybe one day I'll even cut it off for you."

"Master... no, please... I beg you..."

Song Yan struggled to get up, letting go of the hand he was covering, his eyes full of pleading.

"If you don't want to be cut off, then work hard to please me and try not to make mistakes."

Lin Yuying kicked down again. It was hard to imagine that Song Yan's jade-like feet, longed for countless days and nights, could cause such terrible pain. Being kicked twice so hard, no matter how intense his sexual desire was, he had to obediently go soft. Enduring the pain, Song Yan pushed his penis and testicles into the ring and locked it up. With a soft sound, Lin Yuying stripped her of her right to sex.

"And the second point is, because of work reasons, Brother Chen will only come over occasionally, so in order to make him completely at ease, you must eat my shit. No matter what, Brother Chen would never be jealous of a servant who eats shit, right?"

Hearing this, Song Yan's lips moved. She actually wanted him to eat her shit. Even in his most lowly fantasies, he had never imagined such a thing. This was probably the most humiliating thing in the world. But just thinking about it, his penis, bound by the chastity lock, showed signs of becoming erect. Pressing against the metal lock, the pain was so intense he couldn't straighten his back.

"As my slave, you can only choose to accept and obey. I don't care about your wishes. If I could, I would even train you to worship my excrement, so that even when you see my poop, you'll bow your head on your own."

Song Yan's lower body hurt even more, and he couldn't help but twist his body to try to relieve it, but this caused Lin Yuying to notice, making her unable to hold back a laugh.

"Heh, your submissiveness is really strong, you can even react to this. But that's fine, it makes training you easier. Come on, put these on too."

Lin Yuying placed a box on the ground. Inside was a leather hood and a pair of noise-canceling headphones. Once worn, only the mouth and nose were exposed, while the eye area could still move and is currently open. As for the headphones, to be honest, the noise-canceling function is average; you can basically still hear voices clearly. However, these headphones were not meant to block hearing in the first place—they are just for playing audio repeatedly to subtly provide psychological suggestions.

Then, Lin Yuying tapped on her phone, and a piece of audio she had recorded herself played through the headset. She had learned this on a film.

"1. From now on, you will not be a person, but a toilet, a toilet exclusively for your master. 2. From now on, your body will no longer belong to you, but to your master. 3. From now on, your soul has no meaning; your master will grant you a new life."

Lin Yuying's voice was so pleasant, but the content being played made him feel a bit creeped out. Would he really be trained to the point of losing his own consciousness?

Then, Lin Yuying took out another deep-throat gag and put it on him, depriving him of the right to speak, and the gag pressed deep into his throat, making him instinctively feel a bit nauseous.

"This is to get you used to deep throating. After all, Chen-ge's cock is so big, and once you get used to it and no longer feel nauseous, you'll be able to swallow quickly and easily. That way, you'll be able to swallow my excrement more effectively."

After putting on all the props, Lin Yuying clapped her hands, led him to the bathroom, tied him to the water pipe behind the toilet, and kicked it casually.

"Stay here and behave well. When Brother Chen comes back tonight, remember to make a good impression. If he is not satisfied with you, then I can only—"

Lin Yuying stretched out her voice, and as the tone changed, her manner became somewhat cruel.

"I’ll destroy you. You are my possession. Even if I don’t want you, I won’t give you to anyone else."

Song Yan tried to lift his head with a whimper, but the chain on his collar was very short, leaving him hardly any space to move, and the deep-throat gag made it impossible for him to even speak, so he could only make sobbing sounds.

Lin Yuying left, and as the toilet door closed, this windowless restroom plunged into boundless darkness. The environment suddenly became quiet, the sound playing in the headphones turned incredibly clear, and the gag in the throat, the soft flesh at the bottom of the throat, kept wriggling due to instinctive retching. Saliva continuously dripped from the mouth that couldn't close, running down the corners of the lips.

I don't know how much time had passed when the bathroom door was pushed open. Song Yan, whose eyes had already adapted to the darkness, squinted against the light from outside. When the visitor reached in front of him, he realized it was his female owner, Lin Yuying.

Lin Yuying unfastened the chain and removed the gag and hood, then gently tugged, leading Song Yan to the living room. He finally saw Lin Yuying's boyfriend, a tall boy, about 1.8 meters, who looked somewhat quiet and handsome.

"Xiaoying, this is the one you were talking about..."

"Yeah, darling, this is a slave who has been completely captivated by my charm, voluntarily giving up everything to serve me. Come on, Xiao Song, kowtow to your master."

Song Yan simply admired and adored Lin Yuying. Bowing to a male of the same age was quite humiliating, but being glared at by Lin Yuying's beautiful eyes, he could only obediently crawl over and kowtow twice at the boy's feet. The boy obviously felt a bit uncomfortable and wanted to say something, but Lin Yuying had already jumped into his arms, holding his head and offering a passionate kiss.

You never know how passionate the goddess you consider so aloof can be in front of her male idol. At this moment, Song Yan deeply felt the bitterness and helplessness of this saying. He had been licking her feet for so long, never even holding her hand, yet now she was actively kissing that boy in his arms, while he had already lost his human status, kneeling beside them as a slave, watching helplessly.

After a long time, the two, who had been kissing passionately for a while, slowly pulled apart. Lin Yuying's delicate and pretty face was already tinged with a hint of redness, and her beautiful eyes glistened with tears, like holding a pool of spring water. Such a tender and intimate scene was beyond what Song Yan could even imagine.

At this moment, Ye Chen was also aroused by Lin Yuying and was about to take things further, but then he remembered that there was a male servant nearby and instantly felt a bit awkward about being watched while getting intimate. Before he could speak, the perceptive Lin Yuying noticed this, stood up from his embrace, and walked in front of Song Yan, lifting one foot to twist on the ground.

"I almost forgot about you. I want to get close to Brother Chen, so I can't just let you watch. Come on, master will reward you by letting you kiss the ground I've stepped on."

Lin Yuying's toes lifted and tapped the ground, her arches forming a perfect curve. Her beauty had no dead angles, but Song Yan had no right to touch her; even kissing the ground she had stepped on would be a reward.

Song Yan closed his eyes, prostrated deeply, his lips touching the cold ground, and stuck out his tongue, licking the footprints she had left.

"Come, darling, let's continue."

Lin Yuying's voice was unprecedentedly charming, and only then did Song Yan realize that, even though he had accompanied her for a long time, he had actually never seen her true self. What he had seen before was merely the image she created to attract him, gradually making him fall in love with her as a person, with everything about her. In the end, even if her real personality was exposed, he was already deeply entangled and unable to extricate himself.

宋延小心翼翼地用眼角的余光看过去，他心目中尊贵无比的女神正跪在叶晨的两腿之间，解开了他的裤带，握着他尺寸惊人的阳具轻轻抚摸，随后仰起头抛了个媚眼，张开诱人的小嘴，把龟头含了进去。

Ye Chen gasped, Lin Yuying in ancient times would definitely be the kind of seductive consort who brings disaster to the country. Her tender pink tongue repeatedly teased and played on the glans, and from time to time touched the urethral opening, making a boy like Ye Chen, who had a relatively conservative personality, unable to help but moan aloud.

Next, Lin Yuying released the glans and licked along the coronal sulcus, carefully licking the shaft, then pinched her full testicles and took them into her mouth, carefully licking the folds on them. Ye Chen could no longer hold back, cupped Lin Yuying's delicate head, and forcefully pushed his shaft through her red lips.

Lin Yuying pretended to cry out in surprise, obediently taking the shaft into her mouth, her delicate head slowly leaning forward. Ye Chen's shaft was long and quickly reached her throat, but she kept pushing until she swallowed the entire shaft completely.

见到林玉莹被顶得只翻白眼，宋延被禁锢在贞操锁中的阴茎勃起的更厉害了，不过始终被贞操锁无情的镇压，让他痛苦的生不如死，只能更加卖力的亲吻这块林玉莹踩过的地面，但这么舔只会越来越兴奋，到了最后阴茎抽搐了几下，缓缓流出几滴粘液，滴落在身下的地板上。

另一边，叶晨也在林玉莹高超的口技下达到了顶峰，在欲望的驱使下，不再怜香惜玉，死死地按着她的螓首，林玉莹的琼鼻都被按得深深地埋入阴毛之中，随后，叶晨的身体抖了抖，大量滚烫的精液喷薄而出，直接灌进她的喉咙深处，林玉莹的俏脸明显有些痛苦，但还是在努力配合吞咽着，只是因为量实在太大，还是有不少从嘴角滑落，一直流到饱满的酥胸上，看起来非常淫靡。

"Seriously, the first time and already deep-throat ejaculation, not even showing any consideration for the other person."

Lin Yuying looked at Ye Chen with a reproachful expression, but after Ye Chen showed a shy smile, she affectionately held his glans, kissed it hard with her red lips, then used her fingers to scrape the semen from the corner of her mouth and swallowed it.

"You don't have to do this, Xiao Ying, this..."

“This is your essence, darling, how could it be wasted?”

Lin Yuying licked the corner of her mouth, looked down at the few drops of semen that had dripped onto the floor, and then turned her gaze to Song Yan, who was still kissing the floor.

"Xiao Song, come over and lick these off."

The speed of Lin Yuying's change in tone was astonishing; she was extremely gentle and charming towards Ye Chen, but towards Song Yan, only endless coldness and dominance remained.

Hearing this, Song Yan trembled all over in humiliation. He even felt disgusted by his own semen, let alone another man's, and this man was still defiling his goddess like this. Lin Yuying grabbed the collar, dragged Song Yan over, pressed his head down, and pressed his foot down so his face was covered in semen while grinding hard.

"Even I am reluctant to waste Chen Ge's semen, so being able to give it to you is already a huge reward, and yet you dare to dislike it, hmm?"

Under Lin Yuying's pressure, Song Yan tearfully stuck out his tongue and licked the semen on the floor, then was dragged over and knelt at Ye Chen's feet.

"Aren't you going to quickly thank Brother Chen for his gift?"

Lin Yuying's foot pressed on the back of his head, forcing him to hit it down with strength, again and again, his forehead banging on the ground, until blood seeped from his forehead and he could no longer lift his head.

"Hurry up and say it!"

"Thank you... master for the reward..."

Hearing Song Yan's low and faint voice, Lin Yuying finally released her feet, sat on Ye Chen's lap, and hugged his neck.

"So, Brother Chen, do you feel that kind of pleasure, completely superior to another person?"

Ye Chen touched his nose. This was his first time encountering such a thing, completely contrary to the education he had received before, but in a society governed by law, the thrill of having control over a peer's life and death was indeed quite attractive, giving him a subtle sense of pleasure, so he said nothing and just nodded.

"Brother Chen, can we allow him to stay? You saw it too, he's so despicable. When you're not around, he serves me, letting me play with him to pass the time. If that’s not enough, I’ll castrate him and make him a eunuch to serve us."

Hearing the word 'eunuch,' Ye Chen, also a man, felt a chill in his lower body and awkwardly spoke: 'Castration... can he really do that?'

This is out of his control.

Lin Yuying briefly glanced at Ye Chen in his arms with a faint look, and this completely contemptuous gaze caused Song Yan to feel immense pain while his submissiveness also grew wildly in his heart.

"He is now nothing more than one of my possessions, no different from one of my shoes or a sock; use him if you want, throw him away if you want, even executing him directly would not be a problem."

"Tsk, Xiao Ying, you are so cruel. After all, he is your ardent admirer."

Ye Chen clicked his tongue and made a teasing remark, which made Lin Yuying act coquettishly for a while.

"What, it's not because their heart is already only with you? Such a cheap dog, naturally, is dispensable."

Lin Yuying pushed Ye Chen onto the sofa, gently patting his chest, while Ye Chen retaliated by attacking her various sensitive areas. After a bout of ambiguous teasing, it ultimately ended with Lin Yuying blushing all over and collapsing softly into Ye Chen's arms.

"Alright, Brother Chen, stop fooling around. You say a word—whether this filthy dog lives or dies, whether it should be castrated, it's all up to what you say."

Ye Chen stopped playing around and began to think, but one hand still lingered in the mysterious area between Lin Yuying's legs, occasionally fiddling downward, making her whole body tremble, full of seductive desire.

Song Yan had already accepted the fact that she had become Lin Yuying's slave and was willing to be completely controlled by her. But now, she had handed over the power of life and death to Ye Chen, and she could also see that Lin Yuying was serious. If Ye Chen ordered her to die or be castrated, she would comply.

He fervently adored and admired Lin Yuying; no matter how he was treated, he would accept it. However, if possible, he still wanted to keep his body intact to serve her. Moreover, being castrated is truly a terrifying thing for a man.

"Master, I beg you, please let this lowly slave stay. This lowly slave has absolutely no improper intentions towards the mistress and will wholeheartedly serve both of you..."

In this situation, no matter how unwilling Song Yan felt in his heart, he could only proactively kowtow to Ye Chen and beg. His already bloodied forehead once again hit the ground heavily, even splashing a few tiny drops of blood onto the surrounding floor.

However, as soon as he spoke, it shattered the romantic atmosphere between Lin Yuying and Ye Chen. Lin Yuying angrily stood up and kicked him in the face, knocking him to the ground.

"When masters are talking, there's no place for a lowly dog like you to butt in."

Lin Yuying kicked twice in anger and threw the slippers at him.

"Slap yourself in the mouth, and don't stop without my permission!"

Song Yan struggled to get up, knelt properly again at the feet of the two, then picked up his slippers, steeling himself, and forcefully slapped his own face with them.

"Are you scratching an itch for yourself?"

Lin Yuying was very dissatisfied with the strength of his slap, snatched the slipper with a chopping motion, then raised it high and swung it at his face. With a very loud crisp sound, Song Yan felt a burning sharp pain on his face, his ears buzzing, his vision somewhat blurred, and his mind completely blank. It took quite a while before he recovered.

The sole of the slipper hit with a slap was really heavy, not to mention that Song Yan had been the only child in his family before this. Although he couldn't be said to be pampered, he had definitely never endured such hardship. This slap had completely stunned him, and when he recovered, there was already a trace of fear in his gaze toward Lin Yuying.

"Use my slap as the standard, and hit your own mouth."

Lin Yuying threw down the slippers and looked at him coldly. Song Yan could only pick them up with trembling hands and, facing his own face, gritted his teeth and hit with all his might.

Just from a few slaps, Song Yan's cheeks quickly turned red and swollen, stars flashing before his eyes. In the end, Ye Chen couldn't bear to watch anymore and spoke up to stop it: 'Alright, that's enough for now, it looks really creepy.'

Ye Chen's words were not unfounded; Song Yan's cheeks were swollen and red, with blood at the corners of his mouth, making him indeed look somewhat miserable.

Song Yan looked at Lin Yuying tremblingly, but she only gave him a faint glance.

"The man of the house has spoken, so why are you still looking at me?"

"Yes, yes, thank you, master, for your forgiveness..."

Song Yan looked truly miserable at this moment. When he spoke, there were still a few specks of blood in his mouth. Ye Chen stepped back a little in disgust, holding Lin Yuying in his arms, and said, 'Castration is really too cruel, let's just forget it. Besides, you already said that he will become your toilet in the future…'

"Toilet slave, the kind that lives off eating our excrement."

Seeing that Ye Chen had forgotten, Lin Yuying thoughtfully explained it again.

"Yes, toilet slave, then he is just your toilet. If you want to keep him, keep him. I wouldn't go so far as to not tolerate such a wretched thing."

"Mm, darling, I knew you were the best~"

Lin Yuying once again voluntarily gave a fragrant kiss, while Song Yan still had to kowtow to these two people to express gratitude, thanking them for allowing him to keep his body intact to serve them.

As they kissed, their desire was stirred between them. Lin Yuying was clearly more proactive and passionate in this regard, skillfully undressing Ye Chen and herself. After undressing, Lin Yuying remembered Song Yan kneeling beside her, turned around, looked at him with contempt, casually picked up the underwear she had taken off, put them over his head, and deliberately adjusted her position to cover her mouth and nose with her crotch.

Next, Lin Yuying tore open a pack of condoms and put them on Ye Chen, then carefully sat down holding his cock. The two of them made love in the living room, while Song Yan could only smell the unique feminine scent of her genitals and listen to Lin Yuying's moans of pleasure. He bent down again and kissed the floor that had been licked until it had lost all smell through his underwear. This was the only place he was allowed to touch.

Ye Chen was very strong, and the two of them kept making love until nearly midnight before stopping. Song Yan was already kneeling nearby, his knees and waist aching uncontrollably, and his panties were soaked from licking and kissing, sticky to his face.

Then, Lin Yuying, feeling so exhilarated that her legs went weak and her face flushed, struggled to sit up and beckoned to Song Yan with her finger.

"Worthless dog, come here."

After Song Yan climbed to the bedside, Lin Yuying casually grabbed the underwear and threw it on the floor, then picked up the condom that Ye Chen had used and waved it in front of him.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Inside was Ye Chen's semen—milky white, very rich, and in a huge amount—about half a bag. Now that he was told to open his mouth, it was naturally meant to be swallowed. This was another man's semen, and it was from Lin Yuying. Just thinking about it made Song Yan feel utterly humiliated, but for some reason, he obediently opened his mouth wide, stretching it to the limit, the corners of his mouth faintly tearing painfully.

Thinking about just licking off two drops earlier made him feel nauseated and want to vomit, and now with such a large amount... Song Yan felt a bit anxious in his heart, but Lin Yuying's next sentence instantly made him panic.

"If you dare waste even a single drop, I will crush that thing of yours immediately."

Lin Yuying threatened lightly, leaning over with the condom and pouring most of the thick white liquid into his mouth. A fishy, turbid taste spread in his mouth, mixed with the taste of the condom. Song Yan couldn’t help but gag, but remembering what Lin Yuying had just said, he could only cover his mouth, hold his breath, and swallow the large mouthful of semen.

"Is it delicious?"

Looking at Shanglin Yuying with a contemptuous gaze, Song Yan felt a surge of sadness. Everything he had done was to please Lin Yuying, yet after giving so much, he was still despised and looked down upon by her. Perhaps this is the sorrow of being the one who is dominated.

Song Yan held back the urge to vomit and gave an answer against his will, because this was exactly the response Lin Yuying wanted to hear. As for his own wishes, no one cared about them anymore.

"Delicious..."

"That's good, the remaining bit, I'll give it to you in this way."

Lin Yuying chuckled softly and poured the remaining little semen onto her bare jade feet. Her fair insteps and crystal-clear toes were stained by semen, yet they had an unparalleled visual impact.

"After all, I will train you to be a toilet slave. Once you eat feces, your mouth will be completely ruined, and you won’t have another chance to serve me. You'll only be locked in the bathroom for the rest of your life. After all, you have already given me everything. If you haven’t even licked my feet, that would be too pitiful, wouldn’t it?"

These words made Song Yan shiver all over. Upon learning that he would spend the rest of his life in the toilet, Song Yan felt not only deep fear and sorrow, but also a hint of anticipation and excitement. With such extremely complex emotions, he completely submitted to Lin Yuying, and with a pilgrim's mindset, devotedly stuck out his tongue and licked the semen off her feet.

Lin Yuying's jade-like feet were so perfect, both in shape and skin. Although they had already been tainted with the taste of semen, Song Yan still licked them with a heart full of fluttering excitement. The previous resentment and anger from various coercions and tortures gradually dissipated, his submissiveness surged again, and at this moment, if Lin Yuying asked him to end his life, he probably wouldn't hesitate at all.

After a while, Ye Chen picked up his phone and glanced at it, then slowly sat up. Sensing movement beside him, Lin Yuying immediately kicked Song Yan's head away and snuggled into Ye Chen's arms, completely showing her disdainful attitude toward Song Yan.

"Dear?"

"Let's... freshen up and go to bed early. I have something to do tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, Lin Yuying smiled brightly and spread her arms. Ye Chen was momentarily stunned, then understood and lifted her around the waist, carrying her in a princess carry to the bathroom for a couple's bath. Song Yan was ordered to clean up the messy living room. After so long together, the sofa was covered in water stains, and underwear was scattered on the floor. The scene made him involuntarily imagine how intense their sex had been, and his lower body throbbed and ached again.

After the two finished showering, Ye Chen went to bed to rest first, while Lin Yuying returned to the living room, led Song Yan to the bathroom, and found a rope to completely tie up his hands and feet. She then stood with his legs apart on either side of his head and slowly squatted down.

Song Yan could no longer see Lin Yuying's face; the only thing visible was the mysterious black forest between her legs and her pink little hole, as well as her anus with fine folds, which was slightly opening and closing with her breathing. Noticing this, Song Yan's heart was pounding so fast he felt it might leap out of his throat. Being used as a toilet by someone else would probably be the most degrading and humiliating thing in the world. Could he really do it?

Time passed by second by second, and after a little while, Lin Yuying sighed with regret.

"Forget it, I don't really feel the urge to go. I originally was going to let you get used to my smell first, but forget it, let's let you get used to my urine first."

Lin Yuying stepped back a little, pressing her index and middle fingers gently on both sides of her labia, exposing her urethral opening and aiming at Song Yan's face. After a brief gathering, clear yellow liquid shot out from the urethral opening, spilling onto his face.

Had he already become what they called a toilet? Feeling the urine spilled all over his head and face, Song Yan felt a bit sad inside, but even more excited. He opened his mouth wide to catch the randomly sprayed urine and swallowed it. The taste was a bit fishy but still acceptable, at least not as hard to swallow as semen.

Song Yan's performance made Lin Yuying very satisfied. She nodded, picked up a tissue to carefully wipe the area clean, and then threw the used tissue onto his face.

"Very well, I hope that when you eat my shit, you can also have this kind of enthusiasm."

After saying that, Lin Yuying pulled up her pants and left, closing the door behind her. Song Yan was instantly enveloped in darkness. As her footsteps faded away, the room suddenly became extremely silent. You could clearly feel the lingering urine sliding down her face, and the smell of ammonia in the urine was so strong it lingered for a long time.

Just thinking about how Lin Yuying had urinated on his face and was bound and unable to move, his penis attacked the chastity lock again, and once again it ended in failure.

Early the next morning, Ye Chen was somewhat shyly led into the toilet by Lin Yuying, while Song Yan had already been awake for who knows how long, or rather, he probably hadn’t slept much at all last night. The hard toilet floor, the uncomfortable posture, and the incredibly humiliating experience from yesterday—being able to sleep through it would really require a strong heart.

“Isn't this a bit inappropriate?”

Ye Chen hesitated a little, but Lin Yuying had already stepped forward, untying the ropes with some disgust, and then kicked him in the ribs.

"Stand up and kneel properly!"

Song Yan was tied up all night, his limbs already aching painfully, but Lin Yuying didn’t care about these things. Under her stern orders, he could only struggle to get up and kneel in front of the two of them.

"Come on, darling, this is just urination, later you'll even defecate in his mouth."

Lin Yuying squatted down, unbuckled Ye Chen's belt, and revealed his large penis.

"He hasn't been fully trained yet, but he can be used.

Lin Yuying held the penis and turned her head to look at Song Yan.

"Open your mouth."

The tone of the two sentences was worlds apart, but Song Yan had no right to resist and could only obediently open his mouth.

"Alright, dear."

Lin Yuying gently stroked the penis, feeling the touch brought by her soft fingertips, and Ye Chen helplessly reached out to hold her fair wrist.

"Stop touching it, if it gets hard from you, how will I pee later? I’ll do it myself."

Ye Chen stepped forward, held his penis, glanced at the disheveled Song Yan, then turned his gaze to the ceiling ahead. After a short while, yellow morning urine shot out from the tip, its impact and volume far exceeding what Lin Yuying had yesterday, making it hard for Song Yan to keep his eyes open. In the end, it was Lin Yuying who reached out to hold him and let it go into his mouth. But after a short while, he heard the sound of a kettle nearly full. Song Yan's mouth was already full of urine, but he couldn't swallow quickly. He could only let it flow from the corners of his mouth, down his jaw and neck, and finally soak his chest, abdomen, and other areas.

After urinating, Ye Chen habitually held the urine and shook it, and the remaining urine in his urethra was shook onto Song Yan's face.

"Alright, dear, you wait outside for me first. The next scene might be—disgusting."

Watching Lin Yuying with a beaming smile, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, somewhat relieved that this side of her wouldn't be directed at him. Afterwards, he cast a sympathetic glance at Song Yan and then walked out.

After Ye Chen left, Lin Yuying closed the door and took out some props she had prepared in the cabinet. Song Yan had already vaguely guessed what was going to happen next, but he had no room to resist. Whatever Lin Yuying wanted to do to him, he could only choose to accept and obey.

Then, Lin Yuying took off her panties in front of Song Yan, showing no intention of being discreet at all, because in her eyes, Song Yan was no longer considered a human being, just an object. After all, no one would care if their naked body was seen by a toilet, right?

"You're about to be trained to eat shit, are you ready?"

Lin Yuying looked at Song Yan and asked casually. Just as Song Yan was about to answer, she continued speaking on her own: 'Of course, I was just asking casually. It doesn't matter whether you're ready or not. You have to eat, because only then will you be worthy of staying by my side.'

"Yes, master, your lowly servant will do her best..."

"Mm, this is how it should be. Although it's my excrement, and usually even a little bit on you would be extremely disgusting, for you, it will be the only source of nutrition to survive in the future. You'd better change your mindset and worship my excrement, so maybe you'll feel a bit better psychologically when you eat it?"

Lin Yuying laughed as she spoke, then her jade-like hand clenched the hem of her skirt. The sound of a heavy object falling into the water rang out. After a while, a strong stench gradually spread throughout the toilet. Even the stunningly beautiful Lin Yuying’s feces would not smell pleasant. Moreover, according to a certain agency's investigation, beauties restrain their diet for the sake of their body shape, so their excrement is absorbed more thoroughly in the intestines, making the feces smell stronger and harder to tolerate.

After a while, Lin Yuying took out a tissue, wiped it underneath, then took it out and held the tissue with yellow stains in front of Song Yan.

"First, listen to it, and try hard to persuade yourself to accept it."

Song Yan raised his head, looking at Lin Yuying's exquisitely beautiful face with a smile. He admired and worshiped her so fervently, yet the things she did to him were cruel one after another. Up until now, she even wanted him to eat her feces, to make a living person like him become her toilet...

But even so, I still admire her so much... Maybe this is my destiny...

Song Yan tried hard to hypnotize himself in his mind, but his emotions were not strong enough to overcome his body's instincts. When the strong stench entered his nostrils, Song Yan instinctively wanted to recoil, but Lin Yuying had already quickly pressed the used toilet paper onto his face. The toilet paper stuck to his face for a moment before falling off, leaving some fecal residue on his upper lip.

Every breath Song Yan took was already laced with the taste of gold; the physiological disgust forced him to keep gagging. Lin Yuying just watched coldly, cleaning off the flower bud by herself, then put on her underwear and skirt. It wasn't until Song Yan had initially adjusted to the taste and stopped gagging that she spoke: 'Hmm, the reaction was expected, but I will make you unable to leave this taste. Now, get up, kneel properly, and do as I say.'

Song Yan's face had already turned somewhat pale, and he weakly struggled to get up and kneel properly at Lin Yuying's feet.

“First, take the gold out of the toilet and put it here.”

Lin Yuying tapped the tip of her toe on the ground. Song Yan's hands were trembling slightly, but he still reached into the toilet to pick out the slightly hardened strips of gold and placed them in the designated spot.

"Very good."

Lin Yuying's mouth curled up at the corners, revealing an unabashedly mocking smile.

"Make three kowtows to the feces I pulled out."

Song Yan felt that even her breathing was somewhat difficult at this moment. She actually had to degrade herself to this extent, bowing to her own excrement—could there possibly be anything more humiliating and lowly in the world? Probably not. But then, why was it that her lower body felt even more bloated and sore? Was it because she enjoyed being treated this way, being shamelessly humiliated and degraded?

Song Yan's whole body couldn't stop trembling, but his movements were slow and steady. He bent his body low and kowtowed heavily three times to the three pieces of gold. After kowtowing, an unprecedented, explosive pleasure erupted from his scalp and quickly spread to every corner of his body.

"Your servility is truly the strongest I have ever seen in anyone."

Lin Yuying looked at Song Yan's excited expression and thoughtfully rubbed her chin.

"However, eating shit is not something that can be overcome just by being submissive; your body has to gradually get used to it. Submissiveness can only act as a catalyst. Here, leave a small portion, and put the rest in this resealable bag."

After waiting for Song Yanzhao, Lin Yuying took out a disposable mask and threw it on the ground in front of him.

"Evenly apply the remaining small portion to the middle of the mask, then put it on yourself, along with the handcuffs and leg irons."

Is this way used to make oneself get used to the taste of gold? This method is indeed simple, crude, and effective, but it is destined to keep oneself constantly in pain and torment. However, the master won’t care about these, because I am just an object she owns—no one cares about a toilet's feelings.

Song Yan became more clearly aware of his own situation, but the movements of his hands did not falter in the slightest. He picked up the remaining small piece of gold, pressed it into fragments at the center of the mask, spread it evenly, then lifted it and put it on his face. Instantly, a stronger and more direct scent rushed into his nostrils one after another, and because of the mask, it could not be alleviated or diluted at all. Every subsequent breath was the same.

"Handcuffs and leg irons, put them on, quickly!"

Song Yanqiang stifled the urge to vomit and put on the restraint equipment prepared by Lin Yuying, leaving no room to struggle, and could only fall to the ground, weakly twisting his body.

"Accept this taste properly, don't resist, I'll come see you after school tonight."

Lin Yuying pulled the bathroom curtains, closed the door, and left, leaving Song Yan in this dim space to savor this taste at every moment. Moreover, because his hands were handcuffed behind his back, even if he wanted to take off his mask to get some relief while no one was home, he couldn't do it.

In this dim environment, Song Yan vomited so violently that he felt like he was dying and lost all sense of the passage of time. He didn’t know how long had passed until, when the toilet light turned on, Lin Yuying walked in covering her nose and casually grabbed a metal hanger to hit him on the body.

Song Yan, who was close to fainting, slowly opened his eyes and tried laboriously to get up, but fell down weakly. He hadn't eaten or drunk for almost two days, except for the semen and holy water he had consumed before.

Lin Yuying tiptoed in, untied the restraints on him, and then stood far away at the bathroom door.

"I'll give you half an hour to clean the bathroom yourself, and you can also take the stuff off your face."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yuying left. I played on my phone in the living room for a while, and when I thought the time was about right, I returned to the bathroom. Song Yan had already roughly cleaned the bathroom, but his body looked very weak, as if a gust of wind could knock him over.

Song Yan struggled to crawl over, knelt at Lin Yuying's feet, and tried to kiss the tip of her shoe, but she disdainfully avoided it.

"You're too dirty, you're no longer worthy of touching me. You should just kiss the places I've stepped on."

Lin Yuying stomped her foot on the ground, then stepped over Song Yan's body and walked into the bathroom. She opened the cabinet to take out a can of dog food, pulled it open with force, poured it into a small basin, then added a piece of the gold that had been left in a plastic bag in the morning, with a roughly 10:1 ratio. After stirring it a few times, she placed it in front of Song Yan, who was still devoutly kissing the floor.

"Eat it, don't chew, swallow it directly, the faster the better, because the more you chew gold, the more you'll want to vomit."

Song Yan weakly kowtowed to Lin Yuying, then leaned over the basin and took a big mouthful, tilting his head back to swallow it directly. Seeing that Song Yan was eating smoothly, Lin Yuying nodded, walked over to the toilet, sat down, and caught a full disposable paper cup of clear holy water from below, placing it next to his food basin.

"For you, master drank quite a lot of water today. Hurry up and finish eating, then use that faucet to clean your body thoroughly, rinse your mouth five times, at least 30 seconds each time, and come find me after you're done."

Song Yan quickly finished the dog food mixed with gold, licking the bowl clean, then picked up the holy water that still had warmth and foam and drank it all in one go. Then, following Lin Yuying's instructions, he cleaned his body thoroughly before crawling out of the bathroom and kneeling at Lin Yuying's feet while she was playing on the tablet.

Lin Yuying did not speak, and he did not dare to make a sound. He just knelt there quietly. Because he had ingested her excrement, even though the amount was not much, he had ultimately eaten it. His admiration for her had reached its limit. Now, even if Lin Yuying ordered him to die, he would not hesitate for a moment. He had completely devoted himself to Lin Yuying.

Not long after, Lin Yuying put away her tablet and casually glanced at Song Yan kneeling on the ground. From his eyes, she could see nothing but humility, obedience, affection, admiration, and reverence. This former classmate had completely had his mindset transformed and could never go back. Even leaving her, he wouldn't be able to survive, having completely become a useless person who exists only in dependence on her.

In the following months, Lin Yuying continued with adaptive training and gradually increased the daily feeding proportion of gold, which has now reached a 1:1 ratio. As for the holy water, the only thing Song Yan could drink during this period was the urine of Lin Yuying and Ye Chen.

According to Lin Yuying's observation, it was almost time to take the final step—completely turning him into a toilet slave.

On this day, after thoroughly cleaning himself, Song Yan knelt respectfully in front of Lin Yuying.

"Are you ready? You are about to be locked in the bathroom by me, becoming a toilet, perhaps only used by us once or twice a day, and then you will have to endlessly miss me in the darkness, without even having the chance to talk to me anymore."

Facing his impending fate, Song Yan looked up at Lin Yuying with admiring eyes and murmured, 'The lowly servant... is ready...'

"Good, take this bottle of sedatives. I don't want to be startled by the sudden sounds you make when going to the bathroom."

Lin Yuying took a bottle of mute drugs that she had someone buy from the black market out of her bag and placed it in front of Song Yan. Without a hint of hesitation, he picked up the brown glass bottle, twisted off the cap, and poured the contents into his mouth. Before long, he felt a burning pain in his throat, and his vocal cords were damaged by the drug. When he opened his mouth again, he could no longer make any sound.

“你能这样全身心地崇拜我，我还是挺感动的，要不是晨哥要求，或许我会让你做一个伺候我的家奴，只可惜你已经吃过黄金了，嘴巴彻底不能用力，只能成为厕奴。”

Lin Yuying shook her head with some regret; it is rare to encounter someone so obedient, but she soon let it go.

"Forget it, it's meaningless to talk about this now. Being able to treat a person as a toilet is also something commendable."

Lin Yuying brushed her scattered hair behind her ears, as if recalling something, and suddenly lifted her foot to step on the penis trapped between Song Yan's legs.

"You've been locked up for a long time without release, haven't you?"

Just by stepping like this, Song Yan's lower body quickly reacted, and after being suppressed God knows how many times, he had already started to get used to this bound and suppressed ache. Song Yan gritted his teeth to endure it, wanting to speak, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out. He then remembered that his right to speak had been taken away, and he could only respond with a nod.

"Does that make you really want to cum?"

Song Yan was almost nodding desperately; he had been practicing abstinence for an unknown length of time. He could no longer remember when the last time he ejaculated was. At the same time, even his past memories seemed to have faded a lot, leaving only Lin Yuying's graceful figure always clear in his mind.

"But, master does not allow it."

Lin Yuying let out a light laugh, took out the key to the chastity lock, and dangled it in front of him.

"Master not only will not allow you to ejaculate today, but also will not allow it in the future, because only in this way can you always keep your mind focused on me, constantly thinking about me, thinking about being played with and used by me. So, for the sake of Master, swallow this key as well."

Lin Yuying's words made Song Yan's blood boil. He watched helplessly as the tiny key fell into his mouth—cold, with a metallic rust taste. Then, with a movement of his throat, he swallowed the key, completely destroying any chance of ejaculation release.

"Come, face your ultimate fate."

Song Yan was led into the bathroom, where the original toilet had been removed and replaced with a toilet frame ordered online, made entirely of transparent material, allowing both the user and the toilet slave to clearly see each other. Below, Song Yan could lie inside it, with his limbs restrained.

"Go in."

Song Yan slowly climbed in, allowing Lin Yuying to secure his limbs with locks, and his head was also fixed in place, with only a tube inserted into the bottom of his throat. After prolonged training, this level of deep-throating was still not enough to provoke any reaction from him.

With the sound of crisp clicks, Song Yan's heart gradually calmed down, and the rest of his life would be spent in this way.

Lin Yuying took off her skirt and underwear, sat down on the brand new custom-made toilet, and her graceful hips blocked all of Song Yan's sight, almost becoming his entire world.

Lin Yuying held a tissue and hummed softly a few times. From Song Yan's perspective, he could see the tender pink bud slightly opening and closing with her breath, then moving, fully opening, and brown hard pieces coming out one by one, eventually falling down, entering her mouth through a tube, and then being skillfully and quickly swallowed directly by herself.

The senses are so clear at this moment, with familiar smells and tastes, and I can even vividly feel the gold passing through the esophagus and hitting the stomach. I really have completely become a toilet.

Lin Yuying wiped the chrysanthemum bud clean with a tissue, threw the used tissue into his mouth as well, then pressed the switch, spraying a small stream of water to wash the remaining feces into his mouth.

"By the way, there's something I need to tell you. Based on my experience, the usage limit for a toilet slave is six months. After six months, problems may arise due to nutrition intake and physical condition, and it might even be fatal. So, cherish your short-lived career as a toilet slave. Keep your mind empty, constantly thinking of me, and worshiping me."

Lin Yuying spoke such cruel facts with gentle words. Two clear tears flowed from the corners of Song Yan's eyes, but his mind followed what she said, emptying his brain, repeatedly recalling the past and experiences from meeting Lin Yuying to being trained. His thoughts gradually quieted, falling into boundless darkness.

"Brother Chen, he has been completely trained, you should try it too."

In a daze, Song Yan heard Lin Yuying's clear and melodious voice, and then felt a warm liquid and something strip-like enter his mouth. Before he could react, his body had already swallowed it on its own.