Ainu Jasmine’s Rose Academy (2)

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One by one, the sore and sweaty girls were dragged out of the car, Jasmine already exhausted, and they were herded into the hall where the afternoon classes were held, their feet in Bapu’s abusive high heels seemed to be the girls’ worst enemy, every step costing them dearly. No sooner had they stood in the hall than some of the girls sat paralyzed on the floor, moaning weakly, if their bodies had been free they would have kicked off their shoes and rubbed their feet immediately.

Mrs. Helen and the other maid didn’t seem to reprimand them, so one by one the girls fell to the plastic carpeted floor, and Mrs. Helen began to remove the shackles and attachments from each of the girls’ feet, and to the girls’ excitement, she began to take off their Bapu-abusive high heeled shoes. Jasmine looked at the suddenly beneficent devil with almost grateful eyes, but the latter quickly showed his true colors, cursing under his breath: “Pigs, pigs, all stinking pigs, only half a day’s work and they stink to high heaven!”

Indeed, as one beautifully shaped jade foot, leaving the wonderfully shaped Bapu Abusive Foot Heels, was exposed to the air, the increasingly strong standard foot odor permeated the room, causing each girl to cringe with embarrassment and shame all at the same time, and it was a good thing that fatigue had numbed all of it, and that the girls lay like corpses on the floor at the mercy of the others. Each of the jade feet still retained the shape they had in their shoes, pointed and streamlined, but very graceful. Jasmine was tempted to move her toes, but the sensation didn’t seem to have returned, it just brought a stronger pinprick of numbness , causing her feet to drive her thighs to twitch from time to time, she gave up trying, she was still hoofed at the moment.

While Mrs. Helen operated, another maid was removing the girls’ gags and wigs and putting on a nice nightcap, each of them letting out a rare hum of pleasure. Jasmine moved her extremely sore jaw with difficulty, only to bring on even more pain, and she tried to swallow some saliva to moisten her parched throat, but just the opposite happened, as a large amount of saliva flowed involuntarily out of her mouth. The day’s ordeal was barely sustainable compared to the gag Matt often put on her, and she attempted to regain some of her human speech, but she immediately recognized that the numbness of her mouth and tongue were not enough to allow her to pronounce words that others could understand.

Mrs. Helen was already removing the loved and hated Felix thongs from the girls’ asses, and with the remote control, the girls felt the huge dildos in their orifices suddenly shrink and all were removed without incident, and it seemed that on the first day the girls’ orifices had all reached their set number of effective contractions.

But the sudden narrowing of the holes brought some pain instead, and Jasmine felt the sudden emptiness of the two orifices that had been tyrannically overrun all day, the muscles around them still contracting uncontrollably and inertially, like a fish’s mouth opening and closing, and accompanied by peristalsis in the intestines, and a few streams of fermenting gases smoothly overflowing out of the anal orifices. The same phenomenon occurred with the other girls, and another odor, not usually associated with modern girls, was added to the air.

Mrs. Helen’s last words frightened every girl: “Slut, it looks like we’re going to have to double the setting tomorrow to make it work.”

Mrs. Helen and the other maid didn’t give the girls any more time to catch their breath, the two of them carried canister-type devices with long spouts like fire extinguishers in their hands, and like handling livestock, they aimed at each girl’s asshole and plunged it in deeply, pressed the switch, and the strong pressure injected some unknown liquid into the girls’ bodies quickly.

Jasmine felt her belly rapidly expanding, followed by a sharp pain in her anal opening, which turned out to be the intrusion of a huge anal plug, the special material producing a strong adhesion, very effective and reliable in preventing any leakage and the possibility of autonomous excretion. Gradually the sensation of boiling water came over Jasmine’s body, the cramps and the intense desire to defecate kept coming, the immense pain temporarily chased away the fatigue, and as the agony reached its extreme point, a burst of inexplicable pleasure gradually intensified, incredibly replacing the efficacy of the removed Felix thong, and even more intensely.

One by one, the girls began to twitch and moan incessantly, the aphrodisiac and the hormones that had been pent up all day from the intense stimulation were mobilized, the empty cunt brought Jasmine a growing depression, she began to crave to be possessed in a frenzied way, and at the moment her poor flesh commanded her to do whatever it took to fulfill the most primitive animal instincts.

The hall was filled with moans of pain and pleasure, some of them rolling slowly on the floor, each seeming to be close to madness, indeed like a pack of bitches in heat. This was well proven in another way, for two of their special companions, the Bitch and the Sow, who ranked first and second in the Dog Princess rankings, were also among the tumblers.

Mrs. Helen and the other maid had done this cleanly, in less than ten minutes, and were admiring the worldly wonders before them. At that moment Sophie, who seemed to have disappeared for a long time, appeared in the doorway, and, as the King’s shepherd, stood majestically at her feet, the dog seeming to have a special attachment to Sophie.

Sophie walked up to the girls and bellowed, “All of you get on your knees for the King’s presence!” Each girl’s eyes widened in shock, looking at Sophie, looking at the sheepdog, Mrs. Helen’s whip has mercilessly fallen on the girls.

Sophie continued: “According to the Academy’s system, it’s time for the King’s Proctor and mutual foot massages.

As introduced in the afternoon, you must kneel and do your best to earn the King’s favor by any means necessary, such as licking his penis and other sensitive areas. His sensitive areas are roughly the same as a man’s, and you should have been very good at this before you came here to be dog consorts. It would be in your best interest to earn the King’s favor, not only for the ultimate pleasure, but also to avoid the 20 first degree whippings the next day. Okay, first you will have to listen to what the King calls each of you dog consorts, listen up, from First to Ninth. start!”

The sheepdog made a series of different barks and Sophie said, “Listen twice more.” The sheepdog then repeated it two more times, and Jasmine barely remembered her call.

Sophie also said: “Well, wait a moment the king called that one, which one can accept the king’s pleasure, the other dog consorts make each other foot massage, the method is to use the mouth and tongue, as well as teeth biting, until finally the other wearing stockings toes and feet are soaked in saliva until the top of the feet, and was selected to accept the pleasure of the dog consorts can be in the side of the enjoyment. Well, good luck to you all!”

After a day of all kinds of extreme humiliation, Jasmine was no longer surprised by any of it, the primal instincts in her body overpowered everything, desperately searching for a way to save her life, even if it meant submitting to a dog, she had resigned herself to being a bitch, not to mention avoiding a painful whipping and a disgusting foot licking if only for the long awaited orgasm.

Jasmine gasped, sweat hanging off her face as the girls looked at each other’s feet and joined the sow-dogs, crawling on their hands and knees to the sheepdogs without any shame, laying down on the ground and teasing the sheepdogs like a real bitch, except for Fifth who seemed to be indifferent, preferring to curl up and roll around on his own in either pain or pleasure.

The other girls are the same as Jasmine, regardless of all the crazy pursuit of the king, but the king seems to have seen some of the world, it is really sitting in the heart, constantly in the crotch of each dog consort, between the femur, nipples, the soles of the feet sniffing to sniff around, at one time the king is still more interested in its First dog consort, so that the girls are frustrated, once all the people are sought after by the noble beauty, but now they are competing for favor, but not a female dog.

The arm restraints greatly limited the girls’ pandering efforts, and they angrily struggled and scrambled, their reluctance and extreme desire driving them to lick and frenziedly lick and fondle the sheepdog even more shamelessly with their only remaining tool, their mouths. Apparently the girls were indeed slightly better than the bitches, and the king finally came around to sniffing and licking the girls’ bottoms repeatedly, causing them to let out loud cries, and finally a continuous yelp.

Jasmine was so excited to recognize that it was her own cry, she couldn’t imagine that getting a dog’s blessing would be so exciting and hard to come by, Jasmine couldn’t care less about being sad for the moment, she barked loudly and pushed her way through the other dog princesses, falling to her knees at the crotch of the Shepherd, her ass high in the air, her mouth sucking and sucking on the Shepherd’s gradually erect penis.

Mrs. Helen roughly and impatiently dragged the other dog-girls aside, two by two, and kept cursing, “Bitch!” The girls made muffled protests, but soon they were forced to insert their slippery hoofed feet into each other’s mouths, and licked furiously in the midst of whipping and excruciating pain… Jasmine couldn’t have cared less, sucking on the dog’s cock while looking up at it with bewildered eyes, begging and pleading, and wishing that her body would be completely free. Jasmine loved and feared the long dog’s cock, and the tightness of her bondage left her completely incapable of defending herself against any attack. Finally, the shepherd dog stood up behind her, and with his front legs resting on Jasmine’s shoulders, he thrust his cock into Jasmine’s vagina with great precision, penetrating her deeply.

The pleasure was more than Matt could match, and the rapid thrusts, the pent up enthusiasm of the day, and the extreme stimulation coming from her anus drove Jasmine wild with pleasure, wave after wave of orgasm after orgasm.

Suddenly the sheepdog pulled out his penis, the huge bowtie glans really stimulated Jasmine, with the sheepdog’s forelegs and stern teeth signaling, the beast actually wanted Jasmine to turn around and split her legs for coitus on her back. However being played with and possessed by the beast was actually so exciting and mesmerizing, the sheepdog was already on top of her, his tongue licking Jasmine’s nipples over and over, his lips and tongue slipping into Jasmine’s mouth, it was amazing that this beast could kiss and at the same time know so much about women.

The strict butterfly bondage on her arms caused her immense pain, but still she continuously leaked countless times, the day’s worth of urine in her bladder finally became incontinent and she rolled her eyes with pleasure, her cries of pleasure resonating throughout the entire hall, causing the other dog consorts to be envious and jealous, cursing Jasmine the bitch for having the impudence to be played with like this by a dog. Finally a stream of hot water violently shot into the womb of Jasmine, Jasmine finally practiced the world’s species unity with their own flesh and blood, but it is a pity that this great feat can not yet be recorded in the history books.

When the soft as muck semi-conscious Jasmine was awakened by the high-pressure water gun, Jasmine realized that she and the other girls had been cleared of all their attire and were hanging naked, like a white-striped chicken, in the large hammam-like bathroom they had been in earlier. Apparently she had been dragged in, the numbness in her arms hadn’t returned yet, after a day of tight bondage, if it wasn’t for the ASD’s, their skeletons would have been crippled long ago, but the ASD’s were truly magical.

Molly couldn’t think much about it, the anal plug had been pulled out violently, and since she hadn’t eaten for a day after her morning enema, there wasn’t much dirt, but it still tasted bad, and it was jetting back and forth together, and the girls’ day’s worth of urine, at this point catharticized at the same time as their anal excretions, made it feel like coelacanths. Mrs. Helen washed her body like a horse with a soap-slicked bristle brush, and after rinsing it off, she opened her hanging hands and threw everyone a towel, and the girls finally had the precious opportunity to move their bodies freely.

They were brought into the small bedroom in the morning without restraints, the bedroom was filled with the unpleasant smell of feet, it turned out that the stockings worn by the girls were thrown on the fur floor in rolls, Mrs. Helen impatiently ordered: “Find your own stockings and put them on, hurry up!” The girls hesitated, but the whip was already raised, and she said wistfully, “It’s for your own good, to keep your feet from getting cold!” Jasmine rushed to bend down to find her own stockings, but it seems unlikely, so she had to choose the bottom of the stocking is slightly cleaner than the girl’s stockings, the fingers have gradually returned to function, the action of putting on the stockings can also help to move the arm.

Next Mrs. Helen and another maid chained the girls to the floor around their necks, their wrists were cuffed tightly to their chests and locked to collars, and their stocking-clad feet were cuffed together and locked to the floor. What’s even worse is that they are chained one right next to the other, the two next to each other head to foot, foot to head, with the tips of their noses right on the soles of their left and right companions’ feet, so that the slightest movement will cause them to bump into each other, and the smell is not to mention the taste. Only one person’s posture exception, Fifth do not know when, has been fully bundled like a meat dumpling, forming Hogtie, quite Japanese style, really bound to the toes, unbearable to see, Jasmine remembered, the original level of tight bondage is the implementation of the night.

Seeing Fifth’s sad realm, it seems like the girls should be content, especially Jasmine, who is absolutely enjoying herself with such constricted hibernation.

The first day of her life as a sex slave cadet was finally over, Jasmine felt sore all over her body, her jaw, her arms, her feet, her lower body… She gently moved her jaw, craned her neck, and immediately bumped into her companion’s foot, which she hurriedly dodged, only to bump into another companion’s foot, again with the same pungent stench. Jasmine shrugged her shoulders to soothe the soreness, though the harsh bondage had been removed, and immediately bumped into the other girl’s leg, Jasmine tried to move her toes again, but again was met with immediate revulsion from her companion, and Jasmine was left to let her body stiffen. The sound of chains continued to emanate from the room.

Jasmine’s consciousness began to blur, and gradually it became difficult to tell if she was dreaming or waking; was it all a beautiful dream? Was it a nightmare? No, it wasn’t, it was a horrible, real reality, a long, almost unimaginable 90 days, 2,160 hours, 129,600 minutes without physical stimulation. She really began to regret her decision to voluntarily fall into the trap, and at one time had been proud of being accepted as a free student, but after everything became reality, it was so horrible that she wanted to shout: “Let me go, I want to get out of here!” But she only made a strange sound like a dream, she really wanted to escape, unconsciously twisting her body, trying to break her arms and legs. But the chains on her hands and feet immediately reminded her that it was completely futile.

Desperation took her mercilessly into the abyss of pain, ‘Oh, Matt, help me!’ Jasmine cried out in her mind, tears of aggravation flowing from her beautiful eyes.

It should have been easy to lose sleep on this first day of a lifetime, but the sheer physical strain of the experience caused each girl to lose interest in everything, and one passed out almost immediately, while Jasmine soon fell asleep… (12)

It seemed like a long time had passed, it seemed like a lot of things had happened, Jasmine couldn’t remember, but in the end… it was a magnificent palace, everything was so elegant and luxurious. A grand banquet was being held here, and every guest was dressed in fine clothes, and the whole ballroom was filled with the aroma of fine wine and food.

Matt walked towards her with a huge bouquet in his hands, Jasmine’s heart was pounding, she was so in love with Matt, she wanted to go up to him and embrace him, but her legs wouldn’t listen to her, luckily Matt had already hugged her tightly in his arms, and all the guests immediately raised their glasses and cheered, “clinking clinking clinking clinking clinking clinking clinking clinking”.

Jasmine shyly buried her head in the red colored flowers in Matt’s hands, Matt warmly faced Jasmine and kissed her deeply deeply deeply, everyone reveled in the unbelievably noble and pure and beautiful atmosphere. Jasmine was so sweet, she closed her eyes slightly, Matt held her so tightly and kissed her so deeply that Jasmine could only open her mouth wide and felt a slight pain.

Jasmine felt Matt touching her, all over her body, from head to toe, and she wondered, how many hands did Matt have? She tried to wriggle her body so she could get more comfortable, but maybe she was too excited to move her body. Matt leaned down and picked her up and headed for the stairs. The guests were clinking their glasses again, and Jasmine felt a wave of dizziness, reveling in the bliss, but Matt’s movements seemed to be a little too violent, and Jasmine felt like she was shaking… a little… out of sorts.

“Get up, all of you!” It was Mrs. Helen, and it was so terrible that Jasmine had difficulty in waking up at once from the elegant atmosphere of her dream. Yes, she had been so noble and elegant, and now she was only in a dream, while the cruel reality was like a dream, and really one could not tell whether one was dreaming or waking.

Jasmine was dismayed by the contrast, but soon she couldn’t think too much about it. The chains were temporarily removed from her hands and feet, and the girls, under the threat of a whip, quickly carried out Mrs. Helen’s orders to remove their stockings, which were dirty and embarrassing for each girl. The girls were forced to drink a lot of water, which was good for their health, but the amount was so large that each girl felt her stomach rumbling like a water bag.

Driven by Mrs. Helen and another maid, the girls were led out of the castle, completely naked, to the gardens, which were neatly manicured, but distinguished by the number of taller and denser trees that surrounded the gardens.

The coolness of the morning sent chills down the spines of the completely naked girls, and walking barefoot on the stone paths made for a bumpy walk, an ungainly gait that soon drew the whips, “Good grooming is required at all times, it’s the rule!” Mrs. Helen yelled.

It seems that this morning walk is indeed a rare boon, just a layer of grease on the body due to a night of crowding. The relative freedom of the body, bathed in the morning sunshine and some fresh air did help to relieve the pressure on the mind and give the girls courage for a new day of conditioning. The complete wakefulness and sunny air really brightened Jasmine’s mood and the girls seemed to have a desire to talk.

Fifth had a strong attraction to Jasmine, the deep rope marks and whip marks on Fifth’s body stood out, the tight bondage from the whole night had left her limbs still not quite working. Jasmine walked over to her very kindly and said softly, “I’m Jasmine, what’s your name?”

There was a grayness in Fifth’s eyes, no longer haughty: “Laurie.”

“Oh, Laurie, can we be friends?”

“Whatever.”

Jasmine didn’t mind, she sympathized with Laurie; “Did you volunteer to come here too?” Jasmine asked.

“Yes.” Laurie’s face was expressionless.

Jasmine was slightly surprised: “You’re really beautiful, like a princess!” Jasmine said.

“Thanks!” Laurie’s interest was still low.

“Do you know what’s going to happen to us today?” Jasmine was still enthusiastic, she needed companionship so badly.

“I don’t know.” Laurie was still flat.

Mrs. Helen didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping the girls from talking, and Molly continued, “So how did you feel yesterday?”

“It’s not good.” Laurie’s answer remained short.

“It’s new, isn’t it? It’s just a little too harsh, maybe it’ll grow on you.” Jasmine said.

Laurie grew accustomed to the conversation: “I don’t really want to be forced.”

“Then why did you volunteer to be here? Aren’t you a sadist? Are you in debt or forced?” Jasmine asked with a rush of questions.

“I just think of it as a form of therapy.”

“Therapy? Cure what?”

“Psychogenic Intractable Frigidity.”

“What!?” This was the first time Jasmine had heard this odd term.

“It’s a more severe form of frigidity caused by psychological factors.” Laurie explained.

Jasmine nodded with some surprise: “So do you think it’s working?” Jasmine recalled that yesterday, Laurie’s crotch was in no way less, or more, than the others. Laurie didn’t answer this time, and Jasmine was busy saying, “Oh, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked, but I think it will work.”

“That’s okay.” Laurie also has a good upbringing.

Jasmine continued, “Now when I think about yesterday’s experience, it really was a bit of a thrill, it just felt a bit too harsh at the time, the contrast was too much to get used to, and I think we should learn to enjoy it, yes?”

Laurie raised an eyebrow.

“You really do have the air of a princess, do you come from a noble family?” Jasmine was a bit presumptuous, but she still wanted to know.

Laurie hesitated for a moment : “In a sense, there are many, many nobles in this country, and you’re a lot like that.” Jasmine asked no more questions.

At the end of the short period, the girls were taken into the “Turkish” bathroom, where they were immediately cuffed with their hands behind their backs and ordered to squat and defecate at the same time. Everyone eliminated a lot of fishy urine, but very little feces, which had been removed last night, but the smell was still extremely strong from the large amount of feces and urine that flowed.

What happened next simply made the girls swoon. A maid brought each of them an extra-large dog food bowl, to which Mrs. Helen added a sticky paste that was ┅┅yellow in color, really similar to the color of fresh feces, and in very large quantities.

Mrs. Helen gloated and said: “This is your food for the whole day, you have to eat it, if someone can’t eat it, I’ll use this to pour it down her throat!” Mrs. Helen held an oversized syringe with a very long hose in her hand, and then said, “Get down on your knees and eat!”

The girls all froze in shock as they looked at the yellow paste in the dog’s food bowl on the ground and the feces and urine all over the floor.

Mrs. Helen and the other maid then cursed and swung their whips while pressing the girls down on their own freshly excreted feces and urine: “Eat! Eat! …” Mrs. Helen laughed: “Eat, you will eat every day, only once a day, you will get used to it.” As she pressed the girls’ heads forcefully into the food bowl, she mumbled under her breath: “This is a special preparation, rich in nutrients, to ensure that you have what you need for the day, and it also produces a large amount of residue, which enhances the effect of the enema in the evening, so eat! Eat!”

Finally someone couldn’t withstand the whipping and started to lick, and Jasmine had to hold her breath and get on her knees and soak in her own shit and piss and lick it like a dog.

It should be said that the taste of the food is still full of good, but the inevitable inhalation of other malignant gases is really heartbreaking, and for the noble ladies who are accustomed to eating in an elegant way every day, such a way of eating is simply another extinction of the taming of the human nature.

Most of the girls, of course, could not finish the basin full of paste, although they had been hungry all day and had their appetites aroused by the morning exercise. So Mrs. Helen dealt with those who refused to eat any more by sucking in the remaining yellow paste with a syringe, and with the assistance of another maid, inserting the hose into the girl’s throat, and despite the latter’s howling and coughing, forcing the yellow paste into the girl’s stomach. Most of the girls had to struggle to swallow the remaining paste.

After the meal, the maids were busy again, Mrs. Helen washing the girls all over with soap and a high-pressure water gun, and she seemed to deliberately brush and rinse hard at their lower parts; another maid held the girls’ heads as if they were livestock, cupped their mouths and cleaned each one’s mouth with a disposable toothbrush, followed by drying and make-up, all so skillfully and efficiently.

Like an assembly line, the girls were taken to JS3000 and one by one they were processed into the same uniform standard uniform as yesterday, this time even the shoes and socks were automatically put on, I just don’t know who’s stockings were changed again. Jasmine faintly smelled the mouth gag with a smell of disinfectant water, the good hygiene and strict management system here is comforting.

With the previous day’s experience, the uniform on his body had become more adaptable, and the irritating stimulation of his body’s various ministries was beginning to be mesmerizing. A new day of classes was about to begin.

（１３）

The girls were ushered into yesterday’s plastic carpeted classroom where Sophie was already waiting, and to the girls’ amazement, Sophie, who had been dressed as a white-collar beauty yesterday, was today dressed as an SM queen, with a leather nipple-revealing bra, a high-cut leather girdle-waisted combo swallow-bottom panty with a staggeringly slim waist, black sheer pantyhose, and black high-heeled leather boots with a very pointy toe and a heel of more than 4 inches, and in her hand was a whip cane, which is a rigid thin cane with a short leather lash at the head.

The girls stand in formation.

“Good morning, Dog Princesses. Due to your discomfort with your new lives yesterday, which delayed dance form class, today’s full day of classes will be dance form class.” Sophie was always direct and the girls didn’t really react, they hadn’t yet realized what a full day of dance form class would do to their jade feet in Bapu’s abusive stiletto heels.

“Before we begin, one thing to remind you is that the two vibrators on the Felix thongs you wear have been raised to a higher setting, to better protect the contraction of your two orifices, so contract your vaginal and ass hole muscles more, if you fail to reach the setting, you will suffer.” Sophie’s reminder wasn’t really important today, as the next form dance taming exercises would stimulate the contraction of the vagina and ass hole on a regular basis.

Sophie held the whip in her hand, gently tapping the palm of her other hand, and continued, “Before you came here as a dog consort, you should all be very good at how to maintain good grooming, and now as a dog consort you have to have higher requirements, let’s start with the walking first, first watch me demonstrate.”

Sophie crossed her arms and stepped away from the girls, modeling on 4-inch stilettos, but the difference was the exaggerated hip and crotch movements, the extreme thrusting out of her breasts, the lifting up of her jade hips, the twisting of her waist, so sultry that it screamed of blush, and it was more of a purely sexual tease than a walk.

Sophie made a graceful turn and walked back. Said: “Well, it’s up to you guys, walk again, First Bitch!”

First immediately stepped out and walked with a grace that was believed to be only slightly exaggerated from her usual elegant gait, perhaps due to the ankle bracelet restriction, but more due to shyness and mental resistance. Sophie used one foot to support her center of gravity, still tapping the cane, looking coldly at First, when First turned around and walked back, passing in front of Sophie again, Sophie suddenly stretched out her cane and stuck it right around First’s neck, and said in a very penetrating voice: “You obviously did not do what I did on purpose, as the original beauty and now a dog princess, you should be very aware of the importance of the buttocks and breasts. As the former beauty and now the dog princess, you should know the movements of the buttocks and chest very well, and it is best not to let me take other means to make you do it.”

The whip cane in Sophie’s hand suddenly slid down to the thin chain attached between First’s breasts and continued to descend, First had a pained look on her face and moaned uncontrollably from behind the gag, more saliva spilling out of the corners of her mouth. Sophie stopped moving and ordered, “Do it again.”

In a pure stripper’s move, First walked past her wide-eyed companions, her crotch reflecting a crystalline light, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and an expression of what seemed like utter agony. When Sophie finally let First go, each of the girls was already blushing as they watched.

When it was Jasmine’s turn, she hurriedly pushed up her chest and twisted her hips in front of Sophie, who nodded slightly. Jasmine found that maintaining this gait is not easy, exaggerated twisting of the hips, making the crotch trapped in the body of the two massage rods stirring violently, prostate stimulation makes her legs soft, coupled with the shackles of the restriction, almost make her fall, while the violent shaking drive breast clamps, so that out of the double breasts painful itching unbearable. But the strange thing is, in full view of the public, but she got a strong psychological satisfaction from it, masochistic desire involuntarily, so that it is difficult to distinguish between pleasure and pain, perhaps formally extreme pain brings great pleasure, so amazing and so rapid changes let Jasmine feel shocked, and do not know where she will be in the underworld.

Next is a variety of embarrassing movements connected to the dance, even more than the stripper’s slutty, exaggerated legs, of course, can only be the knees out, but to show the beautiful crotch style effect of the same; violently shaking the beautiful wig, twisting plump hips, flooding all over the world, the bottom of the crystal transparent pants, showing the two black holes in the dark green, particularly attractive; out of the wobbling breasts, like two jumping rabbits, and even more difficult! The backward tilting and lowering of the waist action reveals all the charming parts of the body.

The girls were all sweating, panting and moaning, the various glands inside and outside their bodies had been turned on full blast to secrete, and most annoying of all, the soles of their feet were discharging a great deal of sweat, the tiny reservoirs in the toes of their shoes had long since filled up, the soles of their shoes were slippery and greasy, and the tightly-wrapped bapu abusive foot high heels were causing their feet to ache and itch. The playful conditioning of the full-body bindings made everyone flushed and horny.

When Sophie finally ordered a lunch break, each girl collapsed to the floor and Jasmine curled up on the plastic-faced carpet, wanting to remove all the restraints from her body at once now, but most of all wanting to do was to kick off those damned Bapu abusive-footed stiletto heels and rub her violently aching feet. But that was definitely a luxury, and as Sophie left, Mrs. Helen’s stepped in, attached their feet to the buckles between their elbows to form Hogtie’s, and then left with equal cruelty, ignoring the girls’ moans and grunts of pain.

The inability to stretch her limbs depressed Jasmine even more, and the various stimuli inside and outside her body made her squirm uncontrollably, repeating the scene from yesterday’s lunchtime, so she had to let her body go off on its own.

I don’t know how long it took, but presumably all the girls went into a semi-comatose state. Jasmine felt as if she were dreaming, and an additional tingling between her crotch and thighs continued, though apparently not strong enough to outweigh the masking of the other stimuli, until the same tingling occurred at the corners of her mouth, again continuous and lingering.

Jasmine’s eyes opened slightly in a daze as a gray furry fellow was just an inch in front of her nose, Jasmine obviously hadn’t woken up from her dream yet, but after only a few seconds Jasmine let out a hysterical squeal completely out of control, a wanton act that was, of course, met with the harshest of punishments from the gag in her mouth, not only making the usual schoolgirl squeal sound like a pig’s grunt but also causing Jasmine to vomit and cough in her throat almost immediately more than a few times.

Surprisingly, Jasmine couldn’t care less and continued to try to scream that the gray furry thing was, well, a rat!!!! It was licking the sticky saliva from the corner of Jasmine’s mouth. Not only that, but Jasmine realized that there were two more in her crotch, and Jasmine was literally overwhelmed with fear from the bottom of her heart as she frantically shook her head and twisted her body in a desperate attempt to avoid the heart-wrenching and creepy critter.

Usually it is said that rats are more feared than ladies when it comes to a lady’s screams, but unlike now, where Jasmine’s screams are effectively contained and completely defenseless, the rat even seems to be very sophisticated, not minding Jasmine’s violent reaction, and continues to crawl around Jasmine’s crotch and femur mouth with impunity, licking and eating Jasmine’s spit and lewdness, figuring that the beauty’s secretions must have been very tasty.

Jasmine kicked her feet in desperation, writhing on the plasticky carpet, living like a clumsy walrus trapped in Iceland without arms or legs. But every piece of physical restraint was so effective that she could not loosen her arms even a fraction of an inch. More frightening to Jasmine, however, was the fact that several other rats were scurrying over the bodies of the other girls.

The other girls were also apparently awakened by Jasmine’s tremendous movement and discovered the abominable, and perhaps to others, adorable little creatures, and more walruses began to struggle and tumble, a struggle of total insanity, with expressions of terror as if the world were coming to an end. But it was all so tragic, faced with the attack of the tiny mice, the beautiful women who had once been the all-knowing, all-powerful creatures of the planet, were at this moment sitting ducks, incapable of defending themselves, and the extreme fear drove all the girls mad, but pointlessly rolling around in a futile attempt to break free and run away, with all the gear on their bodies so effective, their hands, feet, and arms closed up behind their backs in a deadly fashion, and Jasmine feared that by going so going on, that she would die of fear.

The extreme fear of this, make crazy Jasmine gradually into a dying feeling, can not escape, can not be avoided, completely passive, completely humiliated, Jasmine felt like the world’s most pathetic and most inferior creatures, the body can not respond to the will of the extreme masochism produces incredible stimulation, Jasmine crotch muscles gradually spasms, two orifices in the contraction of the violent, so that the control of all the role of the loss of action.

Jasmine felt an apocalyptic orgasm, surprisingly unprecedented and unprecedented at such an awkward moment, and if the two crotch orifices hadn’t been so tightly sealed, all the girls, including Jasmine, probably would have been incontinent.

The wailing in the hall gradually turned into grotesque grunts, the “clatter” of chains and the “rattling” of gear continued, and each girl, apparently unprepared for the extreme catharsis that had been building up for so long, involuntarily tensed every muscle in her body. every muscle in her body.

The rats had a great deal of fun, but they were obviously more interested in the nutritious fluids of the beautiful women. But suddenly the rats seemed to feel something and quickly fled in all directions.

The door to the hall opened, and Sophie and the ladies came in, and there was another uproar from the half-dead girls, shaking their heads and shouting at Sophie and Mrs. Helen, trying desperately to account for what had just happened and the infinite aggravation in their hearts.

But due to the huge gag, finally this could only be some feeble grunts, deprived of their original speech, the little expression that remained was clearly not enough to explain what had happened, and Jasmine was overwhelmed with frustration. Some of the girls were still looking around for the dreaded pixies, fantasizing that every dark, hidden corner around them was glittering with a pair of small eyes, making the girls as if they were thorns in their backs, unable to calm down.

Sophie paid no attention to the unusual commotion as the madam opened the connections between the girls’ arms and legs, and all was as orderly as ever. Jasmine stopped squirming and struggling and confessing, she was beginning to realize that those dastardly little creatures were probably Sophie’s doing, and that it was pointless to complain, and even more so that there seemed no reason to do so, and that she should be thankful for the merciful kindness of the iron-faced mistress when she thought back on the orgasm that she had just had.

Sophie stood majestically in front of the podium and soon everything was calm. Sophie said: “In the afternoon we will learn more specialized dance moves, and with the passionate music, to show all your sexiness. In addition, because we have to participate in the club activities in the evening, of course, we have to perform our wonderful program to the guests, so the time is very tight, but at the same time, we must be strictly training, and must not lose the face of the college. So you have to actively cooperate, or I won’t show any mercy!” The last sentence was especially decisive.

（１４）

Since breaking up with Jasmine yesterday, Matt had thought about Jasmine every second of every day.

Matt was sitting in his office at the moment, fidgeting with his class schedule for Rosewood Academy, it would be a few days before he had a class, before he could go to the academy again, before he could possibly see Jasmine again. He obviously couldn’t get any work done, what was Jasmine doing? Is she okay? …

As a young and promising heir of a consortium in this highly civilized and developed country, Matt is certainly not a Romeo who never stops at one, that was centuries ago, on the contrary, Matt has a lot of women, but he does care about Jasmine, Jasmine is indeed too beautiful, and the alternative pleasure she brings him is even more difficult to be replaced, and in this age where marriage is no longer fashionable, Matt really intends to marry her , so that she could enjoy everything he had and give her happiness. He really felt that they were made for each other, he loved her, deeply, except that love and fidelity had long since ceased to be equals.

Secretary’s phone rang, Matt picked up the receiver, listened, said: “Bring it in.” A young and beautiful female secretary willowy walked in, she wore a black suit, short skirt under the very beautiful legs wearing a pair of thin as cicada molt black stockings, feet on the heels seem to be higher than the general professional attire for a lot of people, walking on the fluffy carpet, had to force the front foot, she held an encrypted document in her hands, walked to Matt, the document placed in front of Matt, everything seems to be very professional.

Matt was about to flip through the document, but the secretary lady’s next move could not help but surprise people, only to see her suddenly leaned over and sat on Matt, wrapped her arms around Matt’s neck, and kissed Matt on the lips and cheeks without any explanation, Matt was too late to stop it, and the lady secretary murmured while kissing him, “My heart, why are you so distracted? Ignoring people.” Matt finally free hand, hands clamped the woman’s armpits, a force, like lifting a baby like the female secretary lifted, gently placed on the desk.

“Ivy, how many times have I told you not to do this during work hours, I have important things to do!”

Matt said. But Ivy obviously didn’t care about Matt’s authority. She clasped her hands in front of her chest, sipped her lips, and winked at Matt with her head slightly lowered, her long eyelashes particularly arousing. Ivy even took advantage of her powerful position to spread her legs slightly, revealing the full extent of her skirt, which had no underpants, with curly pubic hair and a ripe pussy… Matt, with his elbows on the arms of the chair and his hands crossed over his fingers, looked at the situation as if it were a gentleman, and said, “Don’t! “Don’t do that, Ivy. Ivy.” Seemingly encouraged, Ivy’s toned legs lifted up and she sat sideways on the tabletop, facing Matt sideways, with one leg straight and the other bent, the heel of her shoe poking into the secret item that had just been delivered, her breasts lifted up, her arms behind her back, and her head turned sideways, with her hair covering half of her face and her soul-stirring eyes looking up at Matt.

Matt curled his lips: “I didn’t bring a camera, so you won’t get a picture.” While saying this, Matt reached out and lifted Ivy’s heel on the document, his intention was still the document, but Ivy lifted her foot lightly, and her slender foot exited from the high heels, leaving only a delicate crystal shoe in Matt’s hand.

Ivy stretched out her jade leg and brought her slender foot towards Matt, caressing Matt’s face and chin, then his neck, purposely hooking her toes into Matt’s tie to tangle it up a bit, and continuing downward, eventually reaching Matt’s crotch, her toes digging into Matt’s testicles with flexibility and precision even though they were still in the stockings.

Matt finally relented and slowly stood up, dropping the heels in his hands as he cradled Ivy’s head in a kiss. Of course, there was a burst of chaos, the items on the table were ravaged, and Matt used his last bit of conscience to try to avoid that the secret document, which had not yet been opened, from being subjected to Ivy’s lewd crotch humiliation, and a familiar logo stabbed Matt in the eyes in time for this final moment, almost immediately causing Matt to wake up. (I’m really sorry to disappoint you all, this director is not very enthusiastic about sex in general, and is as stingy as gold.) Matt pushed Ivy away, grabbed the secret document and tore it open, and tried his best to avoid Ivy’s astonished and curious gaze. The document was, of course, from the Rosebud Academy, and was actually very simple, informing Matt that from today onwards, he could participate in the activities of the Rosebud Club with the membership card that had been sent with the letter, which was a magnetic card that looked like a credit card.

Matt looked at the magnetic card is pondering, has been in the back of Matt scratching and ranting Ivy, took the opportunity to grab the letter, Matt did not stop. “Hmph–” Ivy a pout: “again this Rosebud Club, you pervert.” Ivy is aware of, Matt also early with her said, and even with Jasmine’s adoration relationship Ivy is also aware of, just has not been face-to-face, is not very acquaintance. Of course Jasmine also understands Matt’s multitude of love consorts, Matt also really does not hide, but Matt and Jasmine abusive love layer of content, Ivy is nothing to know.

Ivy took the letter and hugged Matt from behind: “Take me, you promised.” Ivy wrapped herself around Matt.

Matt shook his head : “No, honey, you don’t fit in there.”

“How do you know if it’s a good fit if you’ve never been?” Ivy parted.

“You don’t get it at all, and you can’t understand my mind.” Matt said.

These words obviously irritated Ivy, creating a sour taste: “You don’t let me understand at all, how can I understand you?” Ivy sat back down on her desk: “I’m going anyway, if you don’t take me, I’ll go myself, or I’ll get someone else to take me in, I don’t believe they’d turn down a pretty lady anyway.” Ivy simply spilled the beans.

Matt laughed and said, “Well then, you can go by yourself, I’m not going.” Where did Ivy know that there was no way Matt wasn’t going to go, and that he would be going tonight.

Ivy suddenly yelled, “You don’t care about me, you heartless bastard, I hate you!” A fist in Matt’s solid chest, “I hate you!” Another punch, tears pouring out of his eyes in large quantities at the same time, matching the movements of his mouth and nose.

Matt where to fight, Matt originally ate soft but not hard, can not see women’s tears is all men can never change the stubborn disease, Matt was not responsible for the people, he will not care about Ivy. Matt coaxed Ivy, while calculating in his heart, take her to go is not unavoidable, although Ivy is relatively low-grade, and capricious and tricky, but the appearance of the body is not bad, as a small family girl is also qualified; besides, Jasmine in the Rose Academy, should not encounter her in the club, although Matt very very much want to see Jasmine.

Matt then said, “You have to behave.” Ivy pouted and nodded her head, “And you have to be good in the future, no more messing with me.” Ivy nodded again, this kind of meaningless promise, of course Ivy cared.

“Okay then, I’ll take you today!” Matt finally agreed. He took out a handkerchief and wiped Ivy’s nose and tears, Ivy was still sobbing like a baby, while not forgetting to repent: “I didn’t make a scene, I’ve never made a scene with you, I’m in love with you! You are not allowed to bully me, what is a joke of course I have to decide it, I will love you, I will always love you!”

Matt couldn’t help but laugh, he was really pissed off, Matt consistently took Ivy to task: “Ugh, you’re renegade again!” Men should be generous, so Matt deserved it.

（１５）

Jasmine was lying in the speeding van, piled up with the other girls, the violent bumps were like a massage for the girls who had struggled all day. The afternoon practice had lasted until about 30 minutes before the evening break had been canceled to intensify the effect, and with the shock of the lunch break plus the climax and the harsh afternoon dance practice with the almost noise-like frenzy of the music, the physical exertion had been far greater than the day before, and the minds had been too numb to care about what was going to happen, and God only knew what was going to happen tonight.

The eyes were a blur, and it wasn’t due to exhaustion; before setting out, each girl was given a couple of additional pieces of equipment in addition to the usual make-up. Each girl was fitted with a pair of invisible eyes, but that was not to improve vision, quite the contrary, wearing it makes one lose 95% of one’s vision, like looking at an object through frosted glass, one can only vaguely see the outlines, but not the details at all.

The Mayan mouth gag that had been worn and provided complete control of the tongue was replaced with a rigid plug shaped gag that was inserted into the mouth to hold the teeth and lips completely open. Jasmine had been so proficient with mouth gags that she knew that the body of the gag inserted into the mouth in the center could be removed, and would leave only the ring to hold the lips and teeth open, leaving a cavity, but now the body of the gag was locked, and not only that, but all of the buckles on their bodies had locks attached to them so that not only was it impossible for them to free themselves, but even if there were other free men, they would not be able to free the girls due to lack of a key and at the same time of course, they would not be able to enjoy their bodily parts, either. That is to say, there is only appreciation value.

The car jerked to a halt, the doors were opened, and the dog consorts, piled up like pork, were taken down one by one and exposed to the marketplace, the chains on their collars attached secondarily, and all Molly could see was the swaying figures and neon lights, and hear a shriek and a whistle. They were driven through the streets, tiredness and short shackles staggering their steps, but the fierce whips and barks telling them to keep their manners were the same gait that had just been tamed in the morning, and thanks to that taming, the humiliation and fear in Jasmine’s mind was gradually turning into the unashamed pleasure of exhibitionism in full view of the public.

So the onlookers saw another scene of worldly wonders, a team of national beauties, even more naked wearing the most complete set of sadomasochistic attire, bound to the toes, with huge colorful gags in their mouths, with lingering saliva hanging from the sides of their mouths; nipple flowers and nipple chains bobbing in front of their chests, with their wrists twisted to the back of their necks, and their arms behind their backs like butterflies folding their wings; and under the swallow-shaped, high open thong, with the two deep green orifices, oozing out Under the swallow-shaped high-open thong, the two deep green holes, flowing out of the glittering viscous obscene liquid, constantly pulling out the filaments dripping down to the ground or hanging on the long legs; foot transparent high heels, the crown Dan’s pink toes crowded into a beautiful streamlined shape, chest out swinging buttocks and twisting waist marching in the endless flow of the street.

The crowd has become silent from the commotion, the whole street is much quieter, the characteristic knocking sound of high-heeled shoes is particularly clear, people are dumbfounded at the same time, all the men are almost in the soccer field to line up any wall of the ball stand, finally no one reacts to form the scene of last night’s old man blocking the way.

Finally, they probably entered the club, and the dim light immediately made the girls stagger. After the elevator ride, the girls were eventually herded into a spare room, where Mrs. Helen was occasionally molesting the girls: “That’s beautiful, my beauties, behave yourself later.”

“Yo! Why are you so wet? Like peeing your pants, how can you see people? I guess I’ll have to find a bigger one tomorrow to plug you up more tightly.”

“Tch~~ Look at your shoes, such nice shoes, such nice socks, so dark you can see the sweat of your feet in them, they must stink. Hmmm – what’s that smell on all of you?”

“Bitch, where’s that pride you had yesterday morning? You seemed like a queen before you came here! Look at you now, hahaha…”

┅┅

Perhaps the girls should be grateful to Mrs. Helen, they are no longer the noble creature they used to be, a life of privilege has instead bred a masochistic element, and nowadays dog princesses are craving for extreme abuse.

One could clearly hear the gradual cacophony of people outside, and it must be that the blood-curdling slave girl parade had attracted a large number of horny men. The general admission to the club was quite expensive, no wonder the Rosebud Group was so rich.

The door of the room opened, as if it was Sophie’s voice: “You will be on stage in a while, just like the afternoon training, the movement should be done to the home, listen to the music, the movement should be coordinated, keep good formation. Anyone who does not buy the power, tonight back will be the end of you!”

Jasmine’s mind had long since stopped being as nervous as it had been yesterday, and after just two days of conditioning, the desire to be abused had been elevated and her heart was thumping.

The other door to the room was opened and the noise suddenly became louder as Sophie stepped outside. Seconds later, there was a frenzied clamor and whistling from outside the room, audible even from inside.

“Hey, bitch I love you! $#@%↑!” “Oh, my queen.” “Get off! Old dog Princess.” “Yeah! Get off! Tell the little bitches to get up here!” (MICHAEL)…

“Hey, who’s that? Let me see, or I’ll twist your donkey whip. The Rosebud Club is supposed to be full of gentlemen, this is not a place where you can do whatever you want just because you paid for it. Listen up all of you, if you want to stay here, you’ll behave yourself, no one is allowed to be wild in the Rosebud Club, throw these drunks out!”

It calmed down after a bit of a ruckus, apparently someone was kicked out and Queen Sophie created prestige. The members were all scrutinized, and the one who spilled the beans should have paid for temporary access.

Sophie’s voice rang again: “Well, don’t be nervous, gentlemen, you will be very, very happy to be here, your visit to the club today is really worth it.” Sophie’s voice began to become melodramatic: “In just a few moments there will be a performance by our Academy’s fresh dogs who just arrived yesterday, as well as an auction of your favorite fresh items, a live auction of dogs, and a raffle of free dogs for our members to enjoy. Well, have a great time and take care of yourselves. Ha!” There was another commotion, which must have been Sophie making some kind of lewd gesture: “Okay, the show’s starting. Come on, dogs!”

The hypnotic music that she had heard countless times during the afternoon started up again, and amidst a chorus of shouts, whistles and applause, the girls were kicked out of the house, one by one, by Mrs. Helen, and Jasmine, slightly unfocused, her blurred vision failing to notice a larger sloping piece under her feet, and being restrained by the shackles, fell to the ground in a heap. Jasmine struggled against the pain in her body as the girls behind her crashed up and stumbled, and there was a gasp and a roar from below as Jasmine struggled to regain her footing, but the high heels, the shackles, the binding of all her limbs, the impossibility of supporting herself with her arms or keeping her balance, and the slippery ground, were all a great inconvenience to her.

Jasmine gasped through her nostrils and let out a bloated, blocked grunt, like a racehorse that hadn’t made it over the barriers and landed in the mud, Jasmine tried various positions, stimulating the two huge vibrators inside her even more, Sophie had stepped forward in annoyance and whipped the girls bare buttocks so hard that Jasmine howled and finally got to her feet.

Intense lights struck a circular field, and Jasmine’s greatly shielded vision could only sense silhouettes so close that they were on what must have been a stage raised above the ground. At Sophie’s command, the girls began a lewd and frenzied lap dance performance, drastically moving, the girls carefully balanced their bodies on their Bapu heels, the movements of their waists, hips and thighs drove the huge rods inside them, constantly stimulating the two orifices, creating an even stronger sense of foreign objects, the stage roared with joy, and Jasmine began to revel in the extreme masochistic sensations.

Wave after wave of excitement hit the stage, and the giant rod inside was apparently reset to no longer work against the girls, a slight tremor swirling and twisting and electrifying, and even with the gag silencing and clamor, the girls’ involuntary waves were still clearly discernible. It seemed as if a lot of people had gotten down on the edge of the stage and kept banging and high-fiving.

It is amazing that there is such a place in the world; it is a devil’s cave and a sanctuary; it is a hell and a paradise.

（１６）

Matt was offstage at the moment, sitting pretty far forward due to his early arrival and membership privileges, as well as not running into the parade of dog princesses in the street.

From Jasmine’s fall just now, despite the fact that Jasmine was a lotus flower when she left him yesterday, but now she had changed her hair, gagged, deformed her face, locked her arms behind her back, her breasts exposed, her buttocks on display, her crotch transparent, and her pretty shoes on fire, Matt recognized his beloved almost instantly by that familiar naked body. The feelings in his heart were too many to describe, shock, dreaminess, longing, pity, satisfaction, heartache, excitement, sadness, euphoria, pain, sublime love, subtle jealousy… all of them, and none of them, and all of them (Bush frowned nastily), but his body was full of simplicity, and the tent between his pants was growing quite fast.

With him as dumbfounded is his side of the Ivy, has long been jaw-dropping, she tonight deliberately wore a sexy exposed evening dress, high-heeled stockings, of course, still inside the bottomless, this outfit is obviously specially prepared for tonight’s erotic environment, the bones on the lewd and slutty and the work of the mind, she has to meet all the men who want to cast a lustful vanity, but also than to drop all the voluptuous women, to keep Matt.

What was probably more provocative on Ivy, though, were two other trinkets, a pair of handcuffs that held her jade arms behind her back and sparkled like diamonds, and a pair of equally elaborate short chain shackles around her ankles. This was obviously not of her own volition; on the one hand, her current qualities were not up to a higher level of taste, and on the other hand it greatly hindered her from flirting.

The two small gifts, no, it’s not accurate to say gifts, they were put on her by the bouncer at the door as she came in, because according to the rules of the club the guests had to be in pairs, and they had to be separated into the on-again, off-again person of the evening. The underlings had to be in bondage, delicate handcuffs and shackles for the women and rough leather cuffs for the men, with gags, girdles, chastity belts, dildos, massage beads, etc. attached if the guest requested them, but at an additional cost if they weren’t a member and all additional implements were prohibited without a prior request for review.

Facing Ivy’s stunned gaze to Matt for help, Matt smiled and shrugged his shoulders, spreading his hands and said, “It’s the rules, there must be order everywhere, let alone here, I said I wouldn’t bring you here, but it’s your own preference, or I’ll send you back now.”

“You this cruel guy, dumped me so that you can come with other women to fool around!” Ivy has her own little plan, she knows that Matt likes, for one thing, in order to curry favor with Matt, for another, such a new and exciting thing, how can Ivy give up it, maybe the woman originally subconsciously are willing to be forced to be lewd, but just intentionally take to make a show of it, who knows!

The bouncer then put two small ornaments to Ivy put on, the key to the front desk, which means that until she leaves here, no one can give her relief. Ivy looked extremely reluctant and uneasy, Matt but secretly happy in his heart, comforted her: “Do not worry, I will not leave your side, the members here are all gentlemen like me, non-members also have to pay an extremely expensive price and record the ID number to enter, never the average straw man can just enter.”

Ivy blinked her eyes, half angry, half angry, and said, “Are you a gentleman? I do not feel so?” Matt looked at the waiters around him with some embarrassment, but fortunately the latter were well-trained.

Then there was a rigorous body search, hosting all the items that were not permitted under the rules, which were nothing more than guns, murder weapons, cameras, lighters, hazardous materials, and the like. Matt took the proffered cat-eye masks and put them on himself and Ivy, then helped a stumbling Ivy as the waiter led her into the club.

The club’s interior was similar to that of a typical casino bar, but the space was very large, about three-quarters of a circle, with a characteristic stage in the center of the circle, like a whole transparent glass block raised above the ground, with sloping edges, as if it were a huge saucer, and underneath the saucer was a hollowed-out floorboard, so that it could be clearly seen that there was a large dance floor below. Outside the stage there is another circle of hollowed-out floorboards, like a trench separating the stage from the audience, but it is still covered with an iron grille and a few letterboxes, and the roof, which is not very high, is covered with many sinuous railroad-rail-like iron frames, which form a very distinctive decoration.

Matt and Ivy were shown to a table seated very close to the front, and the waiter quickly brought a menu, a copy of the service order, and handed it to Matt with a bow. Matt crossed his legs to sit more comfortably and stole a glance at Ivy, who was playing with her two new ornaments, twisting her hands from behind her back to the side of her body, not to admire the artifacts, as she flicked her wrists around in an attempt to free herself but finally realized that she was just going to have to get used to them. When she saw Matt looking at her, Ivy immediately demonstrated, with a bratty and full of herself look, and tried her best to make herself elegantly groomed.

Matt leisurely opened the menu, in addition to the general drinks and desserts, there are even excitement additives, numbing additives, emotional additives, and there is also a fast-acting excrement. Matt raised his eyebrows and slyly signaled to the waiter beside him, pointing to one of the fast-acting excretory agents on the menu, and then spread his hands, the waiter understood and whispered into Matt’s ear: “Yes sir, these are usually some excretory drugs that can take strong effect within one hour, but the taste is no different from a normal drink.”

Matt nodded and raised his eyes to look at Ivy, who still looked like an untamable leopardess, so Matt whispered to the waiter, “First, bring me a glass of good red wine, and later, at my signal, a glass of the same flavor of excrement enhancer.”

“Yes sir!” The waiter replied in a still expressionless whisper, “But I recommend that you work with the kinetic additives at the same time and wear an anal plug for your partner first.” Matt agreed. Matt flipped through the list of services again, there were head massages, full body massages, Indian Kinetic massages, Oriental foot massages, etc., as well as Japanese tight bondage, mummification, enemas, whipping, and a variety of prop services. Satisfied, Matt put down the menu and service list and said, “Okay, first, I’ll call you when I need you later.”

Obviously Matt was doing things in a measured way, he just wanted to teach this difficult little bitch in front of him, who was loved and hated, a small lesson first, and if she was on her way, she could also make another plan to kill two birds with one stone.

Matt sipped the fine wine that had just been served, and Ivy stared with almond eyes that expressed her great displeasure, silently protesting the abuse that had been imposed on her by coming here. But Matt just smiled slightly in a bad way and began to observe the growing number of guests.

The guests towards the front were mostly orthodox, mostly male and female, with the female guests handcuffed and dressed in flashy clothes, but there were also queens partying with male slaves and men and women. Back of the composition of the guests is more complex, there are a lot of young people are very avant-garde alternative, clothing exposed, and even nude to fluorescent paint decorations, shouting, but also follow the principle of the underlings are subject to the principle of restraint, and there are very strict bondage of female slaves, for the queen to lick the cunt of the footman, SM all kinds of, just due to the reason of the light can not see too clear.

“Hmph-” Ivy was coy and chewing her cud, all the time looking at Matt as he looked around sipping his wine alone, completely uncaring, Ivy looked so aggrieved that she seemed to be about to burst into tears while pretending to be inviting a coaxing demeanor. Matt really does not care very much about Ivy, after all, he is surrounded by beautiful women, not to mention that what he really has in mind is Jasmine. But he is a man, not to have no reaction to the already so Ivy, he owed up to move the chair closer to Ivy, tenderly kissed her, but Ivy tense lips frowning, eyes closed, Matt can not help but smile, he had to admit that Ivy is actually still very cute.

“Honey, don’t be mad, it’s really fun here, don’t you think?” Matt said softly. “I don’t think so, just leave me alone if you can!” Ivy threw her head up high and proud, eyeing the top of her head.

Matt is really angry and funny, this damn woman is really difficult to deal with, obviously because you ignore her, she deliberately recruit you, but also hard to make you willingly kneel down to beg her. Although the beautiful woman has this right, the man also has the obligation to deserve to satisfy the woman, Ivy consistently like this, lovely also becomes a little bit aggravating, so today, Matt would like to little tempering this beautiful little female leopard.

“Oh, honey, please, don’t do this, I’ll go crazy if you don’t talk to me, I know you’re suffering. oh, right!” Matt, with his glass in his hand, as if suddenly remembering something, greeted the waiter who had been there earlier: “Another drink!” The latter would understand, men are usually more cunning than women.

The waiter came silently from behind Ivy and gently placed a small delicate box from behind into the small special shelf under Ivy’s seat before serving a glass of red wine. Matt picked up Ivy’s glass of wine with his other hand, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it intoxicatingly, and said, “Don’t be angry, dear, let me serve you myself.” Ivy deliberately turned his head away, Matt tenderly kissed Ivy’s cheeks, ear back, very much like the master to please his pet cat, will be in the hands of the two cups clinked together, issued a wonderful “ding” sound, “for this night, darling, I love you!” Then he put one arm around the back of Ivy’s neck and tenderly brought the glass to Ivy’s lips.

Ivy finally found a bit of normalcy and gladly took a sip, savoring it. Matt was in no hurry to dunk her, putting down his glass, “How do you feel about this place?” Matt asked.

“Awful!”

“Want me to take you away?”

“You suck!” Ivy was really trippy.

“Still staying then?”

“Why not? You have to serve me completely!”

Matt immediately complied with her request and offered her a glass of wine, “I will, and we’ll have a new and wonderful night. Come on, I love you, baby!” Matt intentionally sent a lot more, Ivy was gagged by a mouth full of wine, Matt hastily apologized: “I’m so sorry, I do not often do this kind of thing!” Ivy swallowed her mouth full of wine and glared at Matt.

By the time Matt had given Ivy almost all of the wine, the guests had reached bursting point, dressed in a variety of ways but not too visible due to the dim light. Suddenly the lights changed, the music changed dramatically, and a revealing woman dressed as a queen stepped out of a small door in a gap in the three-quarter circle floor and revealed herself on the stage; it was Sophie, of course, and the above jaw-dropping scene for Matt took place.

（１７）

The frantic music seemed to never stop, the hair flying in the air, the white legs and bouncing breasts, the green hole in the crotch…

Jasmine had long been sweating, her breathing was even worse due to the obstruction of the gag, very poor, violent dance and lack of oxygen, coupled with the stirring of the vibrator inside and the stimulation coming from her nipples and clitoris, Jasmine and the other girls almost fainted, the cruel Bapu abusive foot high heels, even more to kill them, the unique design of the soles of the shoes make them shimmering to let off the light in time with the rhythm of the movement.

The beautiful view delighted the various people who were dancing wildly to the music on the dance floor offstage, and from their point of view, the beautiful girls looked as if angels were strolling through the air, there were wan stars floating and twinkling, and the girls’ toes, which were crowded into rocket shapes, were all faintly visible. The lights were specially designed not to dazzle, but to illuminate the Dog Princess, and when the music finally ended, all the girls collapsed on the stage moaning, almost deflated.

This is the world’s unique ultra-alternative lap dance, even if the regulars, will be new every time, not to mention that today is the new installment of the dog consort first time on the stage performance, the audience boiled, has long been unable to self-conscious. Although this is known as a gentleman’s club, but if not a few club bodyguard-like big man in time to the stage, the stage of the dog consort I am afraid it is difficult to avoid the fate of the hijacking.

The big men picked up the girls one by one like little pigs and walked to the stage near the backstage, as if grabbing a chained hook from the void and hung it on the girls’ backs through their armpits on the suspender clasps, and the audience on the stage quieted down and watched in amazement at the Beauty and the Beast performance on the stage.

When all the girls were suspended in mid-air like magic, Queen Sophie took the stage again. She walks by each girl and gently flicks them like Tibetans spinning their scriptures, so the girls slowly spin themselves around, each with their own different legs, twisting bodies, shaking heads and struggling scenes, constituting a beautiful and terrifying picture.

Jasmine was writhing in mid-air in agony from the fear of leaving the ground, but the frosted lenses made it insufficient for her to make sense of everything, and it was a good thing that what was left of her pitiful consciousness was still barely at her disposal at the moment.

“Oh! Take back your saliva and eyeballs!” Sophie shouted as she walked away, “I told you guys, you won’t come for nothing.” The stage began to clamor again. A waiter brought in a beautifully shaped display table filled with perfume bottles of various colors in an orderly fashion, “Okay! Look what I’ve brought you.” Sophie stood behind the stage and the stage immediately cheered, it seemed that some of the regulars knew what was coming.

“That’s right! This is our fresh item auction, you guys are really lucky, today’s lots are ∶ Dog Princess Lust!

Dog Princess Saliva!

Dogfeet Sweat!

Dogfeather Navel Sweat!

Dogfeather Urine!

Dog Princess Rectal Celiac!

All are freshly collected from the bodies of these lovely new dog consorts, belonging to the first collection, the quality of which are all of excellent quality, with extremely high medicinal and collection value! In addition, today also added a special giveaway, the lot winner can come on stage, the implementation of 20 times to whip the provider of the lot,” Sophie swept a glance at the stage, with another very deep tone added: “the force of any of your pity or carved in the heart.”

The stage was in a frenzy.

In mid-air, Jasmine was practically fainting, even her most obscene bodily fluids and excrement were being used to display for sale, bringing with it an even stronger sense of slavery and the fearful unease or anticipation of imminent flogging.

“Well, let’s give you guys a taste first!” Sophie said.

Jasmine felt someone remove her heels while her body slowly moved, and the other girls were treated the same way. The girls then began to drift towards the group in turn, and it turned out that the chains were suspended from intricate tracks under the ceiling.

The stage was already a mess, Jasmine screaming, drowning out the gagging and cheering of course. Jasmine really couldn’t see, she just felt drifting towards the darkness with a million claws reaching for them, she kicked and stomped about, her body flailing in the air, thankfully her shoes were removed or she would have hurt someone.

Finally, the chains of her shackles were firmly grasped, and countless hands were groping her wherever they could be reached, especially her inner thighs and crotch, and many people stood up on the table, and she heard many people shouting, “I’m going to buy you.” “This bitch is so shy!” “This girl’s feet are so tasty!” “I’m feeling her lust, look at that!” “Look at that…

Indeed, the smell of the dog princesses was not very pleasant, the stench of sweat mixed with fishy odor, especially the smell of feet, filled the whole space. This, on the contrary, make some people tend to overdrive, some others cover the side of the nose, of course, those who hands are still free to the guests, was bound only frowned at the side of the share. But after all, beauty is beauty, the devil’s body, white skin, long flowing hair, bouncing breasts, like a butterfly like bound arms, beautiful face on the harness, close contact, so that all the guests are aroused.

Jasmine’s heart was filled with fear and shame, she struggled, but her arms were still so harshly stereotyped behind her back, her feet were even more unable to escape, and her meaningless writhing in turn drove excitement throughout her body and inside her. If she had to be naked like a stripper, she would rather be naked and beautiful than in this dirty and humiliated state, with the most obscene lewdness to be shown to the public, once a clean beauty, now she could only be played with with feet soaked in sweat for two days, the feeling of being abused was really ever-present.

The dog consorts were taken around every corner by the tracks in the ceiling, Matt, who had been staring in amazement, only slowed down when Jasmine floated over Matt’s head, he tried to touch Jasmine but was rushed away by more people who seemed to have lost their minds, Matt looked away from Jasmine, not knowing what to do.

“Oh, honey!” Matt almost didn’t recognize it as Ivy’s voice, and looked down to see Ivy flushed, eyes dazed, limbs writhing in agony in her bonds, and it looked like the effects of the arousal agent were coming on faster.

Matt had almost forgotten about Ivy’s presence, his mind was already on Jasmine, and as he reluctantly sat next to Ivy, Ivy moaned, “Oh! I… I… I… can’t take it anymore, I… I… I… I want… you…” Ivy leaned back against Matt, as if she was not quite lucid any more.

Matt’s eyes hadn’t left Jasmine’s, and he was stroking Ivy’s hand carelessly, naturally slipping between Ivy’s panty-less legs; Matt pulled his hand out immediately, surprised at the lewd liquid dripping down his hand, and touched it again, and it was all over the chair, and the whole ass-hole was smeared, so it looked like Ivy was really fucked up for being tied up. Ivy moaned even louder, good thing no one was paying attention to them, in fact, the darkness of the flip-flopping guests are not a few at all.

Matt at the moment really have no time to care about Ivy, hastily take out the box from under the seat of Ivy open, is a before and after the rod chastity belt, Matt pressed the bottom of the pants of a protrusion, massage rod not only vibration, but also will be like a dance like twisting, and the rod seems to have a ball, constantly from bottom to top by up to the bottom of the rolling, it is really ghostly work of art.

Matt let go of the hand holding down the protrusion and everything stopped immediately, so Ivy would be able to rely on the change in weight for her own pleasure, just the way Matt wanted it.

Matt quickly adjusted the chastity belt, aligned the front and back rods, and pushed them into the hole with a steady force. Matt was very pleased with the diameter of the rods, especially the back rod. Ivy’s eyes were lost in thought, and she mumbled under her breath, resisting the huge vibrator: “Oh! Oh! No!” Matt tightened the belt, and put Ivy’s body in the right position, and Ivy immediately cried out: “Oh! OH! OH!

At this point, the dog consorts were finally back on stage, each bumping and twisting against each other like swings. Sophie was also finally in control again, and it wasn’t that she hadn’t been speaking, it was just that no one had heard her.

“Whoa! I’m really going to have to put up with you guys, I hope the rest of the auction is a little more orderly. Well, as usual, it’s a bundle auction, the lots are in all the bodily fluids of each dog consort’s fecal fluids, the reserve price for each lot is 1 club currency unit, and each increase is at least one currency unit, and bidding is restricted to non-members. Don’t be in a hurry, members will get giveaways at future events, OK?” the guests in the back row were already grinding their fists.

At that moment the huge screen behind the stage suddenly lit up, and the image flashed with the shadow of a beautiful woman.

Sophie walked over to Third and said, “Behold, here is the provider of our Lot 1, the image behind her is of her before she became a dog princess, what a charming beauty!” Sophie was mesmerized. The image on the screen began to play probably when Third first walked into the Academy’s training hall, it was the whole process of Frist going from wearing a gorgeous coat to stripping naked, it was filmed very skillfully, showing off her beautiful body and face, but making it difficult to identify the face.

Third began to wriggle as if to prove that it was me, only now I was a defenseless sow hanging on a butcher’s rack to be slaughtered.

Sophie continued: “Third is of course the most outstanding beauty, very malleable, the hormone content in the lewdness is AA level, quite good. Okay, let’s get started! 1 currency unit, 2… good 3, 3, good 4… 7, good 7, good 7 once, 7 twice, 7 three times, this gentleman.” It was actually a doll-faced young man accompanied by a whistle and a clamor.

Sophie said, “Oh boy, you didn’t break the law, did you?” The stage burst into laughter. The young man, of course, understood what that meant, and showed a peculiar composure: “My identity has been confirmed, don’t worry about it.” Again, there was a strange shouting match from the stage.

A waiter quickly put the lot on a tray and sent it to the front desk for packaging. Sophie had the decency to smile kindly: “Enjoy your lot!” Sophie sidled up to reveal the whip rack that had just been pushed onto the floor, and the young man chose a plain long whip and walked towards the protruding Third, who was wobbling helplessly, like a hare on the grill.

The young man gulped, the abused beauty before him seemed more than he could handle, but finally swung the whip forward. With the sound of a moderately strong lash, a disappointing sound emanated simultaneously from the mouths of both Third on stage and the spectators below, another breathless lash, and another. A cacophony of laughter began to rise from the stage, mocking the young man’s incompetence, which greatly enraged him, and after little pause, a full force swing, with a whistling and a crowd full of gasps of surprise, landed heavily on Third’s bare, beautiful buttocks, and against all odds, Third let out a chilling howl, accompanied by a spinning of his body, which, in spite of being effectively blocked by a gag, could be heard by those in attendance, and yet another powerful blow, the Poor Third is twisting in the air in agony.

Beauty was beauty after all, exuding masochistic beauty even at its most agonizing, turning the brutal tyranny into an aerial ballet. This was certainly not something that Third deliberately wanted to show, if her body had even the slightest bit of autonomy, she would have dodged the brutal punishment, or at least been able to use her limbs to mantle her, but the extreme suspension bondage had made her a target for slaughter, and the spectators were instead quiet, with nothing but Third’s miserable shrieks in the air.

Once again the crowd went wild when the waiter came up to stop the frantic young man and announced that the 20 whippings were over. Sophie duly started the second round of the auction and it was our lovely Molly.

The excitement level of the nerves in the club was at an all-time high, but there were two people whose hearts were beating the fastest, one of course being Jasmine and the other Matt.

“Fourth is probably the most outstanding creature you can imagine, her secretions are simply mesmerizing, and the results of comparative animal testing have shown that Fourth’s secretions have the most powerful stimulating effect on male mice.”

Sophie’s incitement has gotten the guests riled up, but it’s causing Jasmine to be on the verge of fainting, and even more so, Matt can’t help himself because he’s already seen Jasmine’s moving strip show on the big screen.

The bidding had begun and Matt, sitting in the members area, could only figure out what to do. Jasmine’s pussy filth soon belonged to a late bloomer, the price paid was 21 club currency units, the old horse knew his stuff and was sure that Jasmine’s product would not disappoint.

The old man walked onto the stage calmly, there is a kind of old and spicy temperament between the eyebrows. But for such a winner, obviously also not too satisfied with the spectators, Sophie is more brightly started her live interview, she stopped the waiter who was about to take away the auction: “I appreciate your temperament, it should be the head of the connoisseur, can you evaluate our auction on the spot?”

The old man is really extraordinary, gladly agreed, he picked up a delicate “perfume bottle”, first in the hands of the play, that is a bottle of translucent cream, open the bottle cap, slightly sniffing, and finally even with the tip of the tongue like drugs to identify, said: “the top of the obscene fluid. ” The stage was envious and shocked. He also picked up a bottle of yellowish transparent liquid, like a sommelier now observing the color, the same open cap sniffing, with the tip of the tongue tasting, commented: “the smell of rich foot sweat boutique.” The stage burst out a burst of laughter.

Jasmine was almost crushed by the intense shame she felt inside, she had thought that after two days of horrible taming, she was considered to have seen it all, this was too much, was it possible to treat people like this in our civilized country?Oh!

No, overestimating herself, she is no longer human. She used to be a natural human being with full personality and human rights, but now her humanity has drifted away from her, and she is now a true ape for humans to play with, and there is no telling what other horrors may come her way in the future.

By the time the crystalline saliva, amber urine, white wine colored sweat, and pasty filth had all been appraised, Jasmine was no longer able to restrain the onset of her animalistic sexuality, and the prelude to her orgasm caused her body to writhe with a surprising anticipation of the inevitable whipping that was about to take place. Although this was the first time since she had enrolled in the school, the other doggies had already received at least 20 first-degree whippings in the evening, as they had not been as fortunate as Jasmine to receive the King’s last night, and the rules of the school were akin to the law.

When the first lash struck Jasmine’s naked spine with precision, wariness sent her to the heights of bliss.

The next few lashes made Jasmine almost orgasm even more, perhaps incontinent only because of the thick vibrator jammed into her, otherwise I’m afraid I’d be a fairy loose.

The old man is clearly a master of his craft, and he’s by no means as old as he looks, as Jasmine’s lusty aerial ballet and she-wolf-like cries mesmerize all the guests. But unfortunately the experienced old man pauses his whipping, moving his limbs around while he waits for Jasmine’s orgasm to subside.

Jasmine gradually opened her hazel eyes, trying to figure out the reason for the pause in the whipping, but of course she couldn’t see anything.

The dreadful whipping, however, suddenly resumed, each lash striking accurately, forcefully and profoundly at the most sensitive areas: breasts, belly, buttocks, thighs, each blow causing Jasmine to convulse electrically, kicking recklessly in the air, howling long after the gag was torn out of her body as the blood no longer had the pain-relieving factor of the previous one, even after the gag was in place.

(to be continued)