A/N: Enter with caution: training, the story of a xianzun who was tricked into modern times by heaven and forced to sell himself to the ole Gongs who lost their memory.
Electric shock, lab dilation endoscopy, enema, womenās garters, all kinds of dilation training.
The pure class flower dragon appears.
Long Chile was a senior in high school this year.
He had a baby face, red lips and white teeth, slightly disheveled soft forehead hair, and a pair of dark and dewy eyes. When looking at people, his expression was focused, with a smile in his eyes, and trembling eyelashes, like misty spring grass.
He was naturally the class flower.
Even though he was as well-behaved as a quiet little girl in front of the head teacher, most of the time he was fighting and brawling, violently beating those good-looking male classmates who called him the class flower, kicking them into walls before going to bed.
After class, he unzipped the zipper of his school uniform, turned up his collar, and laid down on the table.
No one knew that under his arm, he was pressing the corner of the phone.
He rested his chin on the back of his hand, flicked his fingers quickly, and immediately popped up a colorful interface ā Heavenly Dao Forum.
There were also small ads popping up on both sides of the interface, a beautiful woman holding big breasts on her chest, shaking her ass, and he dismissed it impatiently.
This was the pure flower little Long, and it was the twentieth time in a day that he had logged on to this same-city dating adult website. The platform was empty. Including him, there were only four online members.
Three of them were casual browsers, and the remaining one was extremely active, posting dozens of times in a day, occupying the entire page.
With a swipe of his finger, a bunch of new posts popped up.
[3.15, thirty-second time]
[Post by]Earth Ghost Fighting
[Content]: He didnāt close the door, lying on the bed with only a thin blanket on his back, dripping wet, opened his legs and saw that both holes were red, damn it, who fucked it again?
[Picture] [Picture] [Picture]
[Reply] The Direction of the Sword: me.
Long Chileās fingers paused. In the fuzzy picture, there was a piece of bare shoulders and neck, with wet white hair sticking to the shoulders, and the neckline flowing down vaguely, like jade soaked in water, white and smooth, with a dark corner of a thin blanket across the back.
The second photo was a corner of the paper, behind a series of blood rousing words were marker scrawed numbers.
Shared Bath (1) Womenās Clothing (1)
Creampie (5) Riding (3)
Blowjob (2) Urethral (2)
Whipping (2) Enema (2)
Masturbation (1) Tit Fuck (1)
[Comment] Earth Ghost Fighting: After playing, he just lay on the bed, all the milk was rubbed on the pillowcase, he trembles and ejaculates with just a light touch, crying like a kitten, was he fucked broken?
[Reply] The Direction of the Sword: ā¦I just took him out today for bitch training, but his physical strength couldnāt keep up, so donāt mess around.
Long Chile read these two sentences several times, and was even more sure that the person in this photo was a public sex slave of this forumā¦ no, it was a public prostitute.
Early this morning, there was such an inexplicable pornographic forum on his mobile phone. No matter what he searched for, it would pop up impatiently.
The icon of the forum was a golden eye, and he was shocked to find that he was already a paying member. There was a string of tokens called copper plates next to his username and an empty progress bar.
What are you doingā¦ instigating teenagers to go whoring?
His subtle contempt and disgust only lasted for a short while before it ended at the information bulletin on the top.
It was a full-body photo of a young man in a black shirt with eyelashes lowered. His expression was indifferent, his lips slightly pursed, and the little bead of his lips looked like crystal clear pomegranate seed, oozing reddish juice.
The black shirt barely covered the thighs, and two long snow-white legs were closed together. There was a hint of a black lace hosiery around the thighs, showing a glimpse of tallies drawn by red markers.
The moment Long Chi Le saw that face, his breath stopped, it was actuallyā
He snapped back his thoughts and clicked on the third picture instead.
This picture was even more blurry, just a hazy mass of wet red, which at first glance looked like a womanās wet red lips. He zoomed in with two fingers, and finally saw clearly that it was a bright red female pussy. The delicate fleshy lips were peeled apart by the manās fingers, revealing a wet and sticky cave. The red flesh inside bulged out a bit, like mussel meat that couldnāt be closed together, and it contained a sticky white cloud.
Long Chileās pupils dilated when he saw it. He took a breath, his cock jumping up. He yanked off the school uniform on his forehead and fanned it quickly, looking around vigilantly.
He sat alone by the window. The dirty window glass revealed the hot sweat from his temples and the strange flush on his cheeks.
He was about to open the window to breathe, when suddenly, a snow-white and slender hand rested on the window.
Long Chile grabbed the phone and tapped his finger on the close-up of the genitals.
Standing outside the window was a young man in a black shirt. The cuffs were folded up meticulously, revealing a thin wrist and slender and straight fingers tipped with faint whirlpools. As he tapped and moved the glass with damp fingers, he left behind hazy flesh-red fingerprints, leaving a crawling trail on the apex of Long Chileās spring-like heart.
The young man pushed hard with his fingers and pushed the window open. He put a stack of papers against the window frame, held a signature pen between his fingers, and lowered his head to write three words.
His complexion was very fair, with a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Even the eyelashes were snow-white, slender and dense, and there were some short, fluffy eyelashes on the lower eyelid, like translucent silk strings. It was enough to seduce peopleās hearts.
Long Chile knew that it was because of albinism.
He also knew that the blank paper he handed in finally attracted the prey he had been thinking of.
āYu-laoshi, Yu-laoshi,ā Long Chile greeted him obediently while holding the window sill, but the other hand was hanging down, quietly rubbing the screen of the phone, the sweat in the palm of his hand made the slender genitals wet and sticky , as if it really became a silky female flower, āI canāt keep up with my studies, can I go to your home for make up lessons?ā
āYes,ā Yu Ruāe nodded, āLeā¦ classmate Long, after school, you can come with meā¦ eh!ā
His voice trembled suddenly, the fingers holding the pen tightened suddenly, and a faint moan leaked from the base of his throat. It was like a delicate kitten that was caught in the palm of someoneās hand and scratched. It was soft and trembling, like a wet red and quivering tip of the tongue.
Long Chileās fingers holding the screen snapped back, his fingernails viciously scraping against the slippery screen, aiming at the bright red bead and digging quickly.
Yu Ruāe who was outside the window couldnāt stand upright and slid down against the glass, his black shirt was rubbed against his white waist. It blurred into a hazy and wet mass on the glass, and Long Chile pressed his face against the glass unconsciously, as if observing the texture of magnolia petals through a glass sheet. The two dips in the waistline flashed across Long Chileās vision like a string of crystal-clear bubbles flitting across film.
Long Chile narrowed his eyes, quickly catching the thin black lace on his waist, and hurriedly stood up to help him.
Who would have thought that Yu-laoshi, who was usually cold and indifferent, was actually the shared whore of multiple men? All day long, having his legs spread by a man to take pornographic photos, even after school, he was held by a manās hand and crawled naked like a bitch.
He was only the most basic first-level member now, and he could only inspect the product through the photos in the forum. But this inspection seemed to be a bit surprising, he could use the photos taken by others to play with Yu Ruāeās body remotely through the screen.
āYu-laoshi, your bodyā¦ā Long Chile half hugged his waist, worried, āYou are too tired. Maybe I wonāt go in the afternoon, you should have a good rest.ā
āItās okay.ā Yu Ruāe panted, shaking his head slightly.
He had been restrained for most of the day, a pair of soft and thin womenās lace panties were deeply strangled into his wet and swollen hole, loosely wrapping the front and rear silicone genitals. Every step he took, the massage sticks covered in greasy liquid fell heavily, stretching out two ambiguous arcs against the outer pants. He could only frown, clamped his legs tightly, opened his holes, and swallowed them inch by inch.
Both holes had been developed so that they were slick and smooth, the red and greasy tender meat between the buttocks was slightly turned out, and intestinal juice and turbid essence were oozing out.
Chikui forced him to put this thing on before he went out. The womenās panties were as thin as a layer of mist, and a bit of the clit was squeezed out of the gap like a ball of tender red pistil in a lace flower. Chikui also tied a lace hosiery ring on his thigh. Later, his penis hardened so badly that he forced out a bright red glans head. It was really shameful, so he could only hide in the toilet secretly and took off the garter with his own hands and used it to tightly tie up his penis.
Facing Long Chileās pure eyes now, his legs felt faintly hot again. The upright flower stalk seemed to be pinched between fingers, forcing out the hard seed. The round and hard nails, like hummingbirds flapping their wings at high speed, scrape cruelly and roughly, almost directly picking off this soft and sensitive fruit.
The digging of the nails became more and more ruthless, as if they were pinching the female pearl through a layer of rough paper towels, rubbing the smooth and tender flesh, like scrubbing the mud embedded in the cracks of the shell, torturing him almost out of control.
Yu Ruāeās fingers that were pressed against the window glass twitched silently, and the fingertips turned white. He was already trembling from being dug out, his snowy eyes were filled with tears, flowing to the extreme.
He squirted in front of the students.
At the moment of climax, his lenses flickered slightly, passing a string of pale golden characters. Heavenly Dao sent instructions silently, but his pupils were dilated, and his eyes were misty, and the words were blurred and he couldnāt see clearly at all.
Two months ago, he came to this world, looking for a few stray souls. These remnants had no memories, were weak, and were about to dissipate. The Heavenly Dao took the opportunity to bind him, and only when he had intercourse with these men a thousand times as a prostitute would their souls slowly condense and the memories of the past return.
Before that, with the means of those people, he would inevitably suffer the ups and downs in the hell of lust.
The Heavenly Dao had always been cruel. From the moment he became a prostitute, thin electrodes were pasted on the sensitive points of his body. The round film tightly latched onto the fat and soft nipples and bulging areola, protruding an ambiguous tip. Even the red and moist uterine mouth and the soft and tender vestibular glands were not spared. The moment the rough film stuck on, two thin wires hung down from the scarlet holes, entangled by the thigh, stick it with adhesive tape, and insert it into two wet and red urine holes one after the other, and connect it to the electrode pad at the end of the urethra.
As long as he treated his guests a little slowly, or was unable to ejaculate due to lack of energy, the sensitive points around his body would be immediately punished by the obscene electric current. Even if he was meekly fucked by a man to the point of incontinence, with warm urine dripping out, it would still continue to conduct electricity, making his lower abdomen twitch in the tide of numbing pleasure and scream incessantly.
At this moment, he was losing his mind due to an orgasm. The Heavenly Dao urged him three times in a row, but did not get a response. It immediately issued an order for electric shock punishment. The nerve endings of his body were like a lewd barbed tongue, greedily licking and sucking the delicate skin all over his body, leaving behind big puddles of wet and hot saliva.
Yu Ruāe was leaning against the window, sobbing softly, his wet five fingers frantically scratching the glass, dragging out a large mess of twisted fingerprints in the hazy dust, the other hand stopped powerlessly in mid-air, fingers trembling, and finally reluctantly pressed the agreed option, the raging current stopped immediately and began to ebb slowly.
[Task] Within 15 minutes, go to the laboratory, take off your clothes, and kneel on the laboratory table.
Yu Ruāe barely stood up straight. Long Chile stood in front of him at some point, half bent down, and looked at him worriedly.
His red tongue sticking out, saliva dripping down, and his obscene posture with tears in his eyelashes are all reflected in the young manās dark and moist eyes, making him look even more unbearable.
āGo to class,ā Yu Ruāe whispered, āIām fine.ā
He had a weak waist and walked very slowly. He was really a little afraid of Yuan Jixue when it came to love affairs. Especially since the other party had lost all memory, but his cruel methods as the Ghost King had not diminished in the slightest. Every time he made his behind red and swollen, incontinent and cumming nonstop, the liquid in both holes drained dry, and the soft flesh made hot and itchy. He couldnāt receive customers for several days, and could only lie on the bed, twitching all over, allowing the electric current to punish him.
As soon as he recalled that feeling, he couldnāt help trembling slightly, completely unaware that Long Chile was quietly following behind him.
Yuan Jixue raised his head slightly, looking at the one-inch photo embedded in the teacherās board. Every teacher had such a nameplate with a photo, teaching hours, teaching subjects, and so on.
Yu Ruāeās was different.
In the one-inch photo, he tilted his neck slightly, his eyes were unfocused, his snow-white eyelashes were stained with tears, his bright red lips were parted, and there was a sticky white turbidity between his red tongue. It was bubbling full of semen.
Name: Yu Ruāe
Occupation: low-level whore
Working age: Blooming two months ago
The number of receptions:
Vagina (105 Creampies)
Asshole (98 Creampies)
Bukkake (30 times)
Blowjob (57 times)
Features: double urethral incontinence, urinating when fucked, needs to be blocked, breast pores are highly developed, milk will be sprayed during orgasm, heavy milk, white color, light taste, extremely sensitive double holes, strong adaptability to pain, can bear all kinds of punishment and training.
Yuan Jixueās mask was half hanging by his ears, revealing his pale and handsome face with deep gloom in his eyes.
He pushed open the door. Yu Ruāe was already curled up naked on the all-steel laboratory bench. The cold metal cabinet door was opened, revealing a white and smooth back tinted in peach pink. The two wet vibrators had been removed, wrapped in a pair of lace panties, and placed on the laboratory bench.
āLie flat on your back, hug your two thighs, and stick the two holes up on the table.ā
On the laboratory table were a few metal rings wrapped with flexible leather, which could fix Yu Ruāe in various obscene positions. His waist was flexible and he hugged his thighs easily, placing his whole lower body against the cold tabletop.
The tabletop was also made of heavy metal, except that the middle part was a transparent circular glass sheet. A few long metal crochet needles were nailed on it, and the top was a soft and hard silicone hook, which could easily hook a specimen like a catās tongue, slowly unfolding it.
At this moment, the bright red female flower, the moist and slightly stretched back hole, and the round glans were respectively fixed under the three cover glasses like a specimen, squeezed wet and deformed. The tender flesh twitched and gleaming marks appeared.
Wearing sterile gloves, Yuan Jixueās fingers grasped the crochet needles and applied force separately, like picking apart plant tissue. The wet red spasmodic lips were slowly uncovered, and the slippery water stained the glass in a mess, revealing a bit of the trembling moist pearl.
Yuan Jixue also used a crochet needle to hold against the hard seed in the pearl, and picked it up coldly and slowly, revealing the female piss hole with the wire under it, which was constantly expanding.
The small hole on the head of the glans was stretched into a cold diamond shape by a pair of tweezers. Yuan Jixue clamped the wire and lifted it lightly. The uncontrollable current immediately penetrated the fat and tender glands and ran wildly in the slippery meat passages.
Yu Ruāeās low sobs seeped out from the test bench.
āDonāt you like being electrocuted?ā Yuan Jixue smiled slightly and asked, āWhen Chikui said he popped your cherry, you already had this thing in your body, hm?ā
The two holes of Yu Ruāe tightened sensitively. Then, the bright red and delicate folds at the back hole were picked apart by the crochet needles, fixed like a blooming peony.
A corner of the cover glass was removed, and a long medical rubber catheter sank deeply into the anal hole. After Yuan Jixue placed the enema on him, he left to find more equipment. Yu Ruāe pursed his lips in the darkness, silently enduring the long and endless pain of pouring in his back hole. It sucked softly with his lewd intestines, every wrinkle wriggled softly and gracefully.
A large amount of greasy liquid poured down, and his lower abdomen slowly formed a round arc.
Suddenly, two fingers pinched the bright red glans and slowly pulled out the tweezers. A rough and slender test-tube brush slid into his dilated urethra with a squeak, and it spun and brushed rapidly. The soft brush head was wrapped in a cloud of crystal slime, slipping in and out of the scarlet orifice. Long Chileās eyelashes lowered, brushing earnestly. He pulled out the test tube brush from time to time, dipped it in some water, and then roughly inserted it to the end, as if it was not a delicate urethra, but a dirty glass test tube.
Yuan Jixue just opened the door and came in, narrowing his eyes in displeasure: āWho told you to touch him?ā
āThe teacher asked me to clean the experiment equipment.ā Long Chile seemed unaware of his anger, smiled slightly, and slowly pulled out the test tube brush covered with mucus. āThis is the first time I have seen this kind of specimen.ā
With his slender fingers against the glass, he gently traced the outline of the asshole, āThis is a male anus, isnāt it? But the color is so bright that it canāt be closed. It must be a male whore who often gets fucked.ā
At this time, he showed extraordinary curiosity, tilted his head slightly, looked at the delicate female organ, while holding a marker pen, drew horizontal lines on the glass, and noted the names one by one: labia, clitoris, vagina.
The sensitive clit trembled under the pen, almost deforming.
āYou can even see the cervix, itās so red, it looks like itās given birth?ā Long Chile exclaimed, grabbing the marker and rubbing heavily.
Yuan Jixue took out the pen and scrawled a word on the glass: āMine.ā
T/N: For anyone confused, they can touch YRE through the glass, so the glass is purely there for aesthetic reasons lol.