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🕑 Added 2025-01-29 01:44:14 +0000 UTCVolume 3: Humiliating Training - Chapter 41
Unlike usual, the girl who had fainted from being violently r@ped did not sleep peacefully until her body recovered and she woke up on her own.
It wasn't that the men deliberately woke her up, though the reason was still because of the men.
The large number of sex toys attached to her body continuously stimulated the sleeping girl. Under the real, violent pleasure, even in her dreams, the girl was constantly being violently r@ped.
The reason the girl woke up was one of the many sensations on her body - the swollen feeling coming from her bladder.
During the long period of violent r@pe before she fainted, after the girl lost bladder control again during an intense orgasm, her urethra was plugged with that vibrating string of beads.
Though the girl had sprayed out all her urine when she lost control earlier, during the later r@pe, she had been fed many sports drinks. Now that liquid had gathered again in the girl's bladder.
The string of beads was inserted almost entirely into her urethra, and was tightly lodged there vibrating constantly.
With her hands still restrained folded up high above her head, and her legs also folded with her feet fixed in a raised position, the girl had no way to remove the string of beads herself.
She called out several times but got no response. From the moonlight shining through the window, the girl knew it was still the middle of the night, and the men were probably all asleep.
The girl, restrained as she was, also couldn't remove the other sex toys on her body herself.
Her three sensitive nubs were being pulled and vibrated, along with the stretching and vibration in her rectum, and the plugging and vibration in her urethra. All of these stimulated the girl's sexual nerves, making her restrained body tremble and vibrate as well.
Moreover, the vibration in her urethra intensified her powerful urge to urinate. The girl had no way to wait until dawn for the men to wake up on their own.
Gritting her teeth, the girl rolled off the edge of the bed, falling to the floor.
Fortunately the bed wasn't high, and the prepared girl landed on her elbows and knees.
Relying on her head and legs which could still move slightly, the girl painfully crawled along the floor.
Many of the sex toys attached to her body were connected by wires. One after another, the controllers connected by wires fell from the bed as the girl crawled.
Dragging a pile of controllers, the girl realized she actually did have a way to remove the string of beads from her urethra.
If she could somehow press or catch the controller for the string of beads, then crawl away, she could pull out the string of beads with the wire.
But doing this would definitely result in her urinating on the floor.
Though she had already lost bladder control and urinated many times during orgasms, in her clear state of mind, after struggling internally, the girl still decided to ask the men for help.
Firstly, because the act of "urinating anywhere" was still something the girl found too shameful to accept.
Secondly, because the girl wasn't sure if this was intentional by the men. If she, while restrained, used her wits to remove the sex toys the men had fixed on her body, she might anger them. Then what awaited her next would surely be even more terrifying punishment.
Before she even reached the door, the girl was already panting heavily, though not from exhaustion.
Because she was crawling face-down, the suction cups on her nipples and clitoris were also pressed against the floor, causing the many vibrating eggs clamped in the suction cups to press more tightly against her sensitive areas, stirring up the girl's desires again.
Actually, it can't really be called "again" - in fact, the girl's desires had hardly cooled down since morning.
Just like how even in her dreams earlier, she was still continuously orgasming...
Finally reaching the door, the girl used her raised elbows and head to brace against the door, slowly pushing forward with her knees to change her posture from lying on the floor to leaning against the door.
After successfully "standing up" on her knees, the girl slowly turned around while bracing against the door. With her back to the door, the girl's hands locked behind her collar could barely reach the doorknob.
After leaving the room, the girl continued moving sideways on her knees while bracing against the wall.
Luckily she fell sideways, so her arms weren't too hurt from landing. Unable to balance while bracing against the wall, the girl had no choice but to crawl along the floor again.
This crawling posture was even worse than walking like a dog earlier. The girl felt very wronged, and tears welled up again as she crawled.
But no matter how wronged she felt, she had to keep crawling. Reaching the door of the next room, the girl painfully got up to open it again.
Seeing there was indeed someone inside, the girl's heart leapt with joy. She hurriedly crawled to the bedside, climbing up the edge of the bed as she had with the door. Up close, she finally saw clearly that it was the leader in the bed.
The girl called out several times, but the leader seemed to be in a deep sleep and didn't react at all.
The edge of the bed wasn't high, only reaching the girl's chest when she stood up straight. The girl thought for a moment, then braced her chest against the bed and used her waist strength to jump up. After a few tries, she finally succeeded in flipping onto the bed.
Eagerly moving next to the leader, the girl called out and pushed him a few times before he slowly opened his eyes.
The awakened leader said nothing, but directly pulled the girl onto him, holding his large penis as if to insert it!
The girl shook her head vigorously, but the leader ignored her. In the dim light of the room, the girl couldn't see the evil smile at the corner of the leader's mouth.
Woken up by the girl in the middle of the night, the leader thought for a moment and knew the girl must have something urgent to tell him.
Moreover, given the restraints on the girl's body, even coming from just the next room wasn't easy, so the girl's matter must be urgent.
Thinking of this, the leader deliberately acted as if he was about to insert himself, with the purpose of forcing the girl to speak.
"No... that... I don't want the big penis... I want... to pee..."
Not knowing the leader's thoughts, in her urgency the girl had no choice but to state her request.
"The little slut spoke without permission, she must be punished."
Successfully finding an excuse to punish her, though the leader had just woken up and hadn't actually thought of how to punish her yet.
But any punishment would do - the important thing was that now he had an excuse to do whatever he wanted to the girl.
"I'm sorry... Master... um... can I pee first and then be punished?"
Another wave of grievance welled up in her heart, but under the urging of her need to urinate, the girl still submitted.
The leader mischievously pressed on the girl's lower abdomen, making her let out a cry, before slowly getting up.
He loosened some of the girl's restraints, returning her to the folded limb pet posture, then led the girl out of the room.
Though she had only learned it for half a day, the girl felt this way of walking was much more comfortable than crawling earlier.
The girl didn't realize that this motion, which normal people would consider "crawling", had become "walking" in her mind...
Instead of taking the girl directly to the bathroom, the leader first woke up the red-haired man and young man. Because the leader had finally thought of a punishment method, and the red-haired man and young man would probably be interested too.
Following the leader as they walked, the girl finally realized something was wrong. They had clearly reached the bathroom door, but the leader didn't enter or stop - he just passed by and kept walking elsewhere.
Even if the men weren't beside her, the girl wouldn't dare resist easily.
Now with the chain on her collar held by the leader, and the red-haired man and young man beside her, the girl didn't even dare protest.
Moreover, the girl knew that speaking without permission would only bring crueler punishment, so in the end she could only continue following the leader.
But when she saw the leader's destination, the girl stopped.
Looking at that place, the girl stopped, refusing to move no matter how the leader pulled. She just kept looking at the leader with pleading eyes, shaking her head continuously.
That place... was the front door of the leader's house!
To go out on the street like this, and with no covering on her face at all, if she was filmed by passersby and put online again, she would definitely be recognized!
"Didn't you say you needed to pee? I'm taking you to pee now."
Though the girl was certainly no match for the leader in strength, the leader didn't pull hard.
"Um... Master... please don't go outside... punish me however you want at home... please don't go out... I'm begging you Master... please don't..."
The leader walked next to the girl, flipped her over with one foot, then stepped on her lower abdomen.
Ignoring the girl's cry of surprise, the leader lightly trampled her a few times, then said coldly, "Going out to pee is the punishment! But we can stay home if you prefer. Then I'll make you hold it in, give you an enema, then plug you up and keep g@ng-raping you until your bladder bursts! How's that?"
Hearing the leader's words, the girl was so frightened she even stopped her comical struggling with her folded limbs.
Enema, g@ng r@pe, holding it until bursting - the terrifying threat directly scared the girl to tears.
Her lips turned pale, unable to speak for a moment.
"It's the middle of the night now, there's no one on the streets. And we're normal people, we don't want others to find out we're keeping a perverted pet like you. Don't worry, you won't be seen."
Seeing the girl stunned, the leader helped her up again, stroking her hair and gently comforting her.
As he kept stroking her, the girl's frightened trembling slowly stopped.
Actually, the leader's words made sense. And while stroking the girl's hair with one hand, the leader was also grabbing and stirring the string of beads with his other hand, stimulating the girl's urge to urinate.
"Really... really won't be seen?"
The girl looked pitifully at the leader.
"Definitely not."
Knowing the girl was wavering, the leader nodded firmly.
Receiving the leader's assurance, plus her swollen bladder's constant demand to urinate, along with that terrifying threat, the girl finally made her decision and took a step towards the front door.
In her fear and need to urinate, the girl didn't even think about how long they would have to walk on the street before finding a bathroom.
In the early hours of the summer morning, the cool outdoor breeze felt a bit chilly on the girl's naked body, but her feverish body didn't cool down because of it.
Moreover, the pile of sex toys on the girl's body hadn't been removed. They continued vibrating constantly on her sensitive areas. All the controllers were turned to maximum, packed in a small bag hanging at the girl's waist.
The leader walked her on a leash, the red-haired man filmed, and the young man was responsible for scouting ahead and keeping watch.
The leader wore a large coat, not because he was cold, but prepared in case the situation turned bad - he could wrap the girl in the coat and escape. As long as the girl wasn't seen, they would be safe once they got back home.
The girl didn't know about the leader's preparations. She fearfully looked around from time to time.
The early morning streets were very quiet, and also very bright under the streetlights.
The quiet made the mechanical sounds of the high-speed sex toys very obvious. The brightness made the girl's snow-white naked body equally obvious.
The girl clearly knew how terrible her current appearance was.
Hands and feet folded, crawling on all fours, wearing a collar with someone leading her on a leash, walking on the street like a pet.
The tail behind her buttocks stuck up high, constantly wagging from the vibrations of the large anal plug and the swaying of her hips.
Her sensitive areas were constantly being stimulated. Her labia, the only part left empty, continuously leaked thick sexual fluids mixed with traces of semen, flowing down her thighs to the ground.
As time passed, the completely empty early morning streets made the girl's fear slowly lessen, gradually replaced by another stimulating feeling.
Moreover, the humiliation of being walked like a pet also gradually turned into shame - shame that made her body even more feverish...
The girl who would normally cry out in embarrassment if her skirt was blown up by the wind was now not only walking on all fours like an animal, but her labia constantly leaking sexual fluids were completely exposed.
The constantly wagging tail on her buttocks, sticking straight up, didn't obstruct the view at all. It clearly showed that the other end of the tail was inserted in her anus.
Her erect nipples and clitoris were pulled up by suction cups, with a pile of constantly vibrating egg vibrator clips attached. It was even worse than just being naked.
The girl did not become less shy as her exposure and shame increased.
Physically, the girl had indeed been gradually trained by the men's progressively intensifying stimulation to become extremely sensitive once aroused. Even extreme sensations like excretion, shame, pain and even suffocation had become linked to sexual pleasure in her perverted constitution.
But mentally, though the girl had changed, she hadn't become depraved like her body.
As an obedient child, the girl was used to obeying, but that didn't mean she had no thoughts of her own.
Used to hiding her independent thinking deep in her heart, the girl who appeared docile and obedient on the surface had been easily tamed by the men. Her spirit had been battered again and again, but the core hidden in the depths of her heart hadn't actually changed much.
Even though she now believed herself to truly be an innately depraved little slut, the girl's moral values hadn't changed.
The girl still felt that her wanton behavior was wrong. In fact, the guilt after her depraved acts had deepened her adherence to moral standards.
As a result, when in an aroused state controlled by instinct, her sense of shame and guilt never lessened - it even intensified, making the girl more excited.
But as soon as she returned to rationality, the shame and guilt made the girl cling even more tightly to moral standards, and made her even more shy.
And now, her body was in a constant state of arousal due to the stimulation of the sex toys.
But exposing herself outdoors in such an obscene state, her fear and nervousness kept the girl's mind in a clear state.
Then under her rationality, she felt ashamed and guilty about her shamelessly aroused body.
But the shame and guilt produced even stronger feelings of humiliation and sinfulness, further elevating her desires, trapping her in a vicious cycle she couldn't escape.
The way to break a vicious cycle is usually to let it reach its limit and end naturally, or to artificially push it directly to the limit. The men chose the latter for the girl.
Feeling trapped between fear and pleasure, her rationality filled with shame and guilt, the girl had no idea where she was walking, and even forgot why she had been brought out onto the street.
But the men hadn't forgotten.
The leader led the girl to the side of the road.
Seeing the streetlight the leader was pointing at, the girl was completely stunned.
The men just showed contemptuous smiles. The young man even lifted one of the girl's legs, making the still stunned girl take on the posture of a dog urinating.
The girl's expression changed from wide-eyed shock, to ashen-faced, to utter despair. But the men's contemptuous smiles never changed.
The girl knew the men's decision wouldn't change, but... to urinate on the street... to urinate like a dog...
"How... how is this possible... how can this... be..."
As the girl spoke these despairing words, tears rapidly welled up. By the time she finished speaking, the tears sliding down her cheeks had formed streams.
"You don't want to? Then we'll do this."
The men were even more direct, turning to leave. But the chain on the girl's collar was hooked to the streetlight!
"No! Don't!"
In her panic, the girl nervously called out to the men.
The men turned back, their faces still wearing those contemptuous smiles. The girl knew she had no choice.
"Here... I'll do it here..."
After a brief silence, the girl finally submitted.
"Just like that? Is that how you beg someone?"
But the men weren't satisfied yet. The leader used his finger to lift the girl's chin, forcing the tearful girl to look directly at him.
The girl understood what the leader wanted...
"Please Master... let this little slut... here... on the street... like a dog... facing the lamppost... pee..."
"Tch! Why are you still pretending? You're already soaking wet."
The young man's fingers dug into the girl's vagina, scooping out a large amount of thick fluids. His lewd words and actions instantly shattered the humiliating atmosphere.
In truth, the girl's desires had already reached their peak under the stimulation of shame, but had been suppressed by fear and embarrassment. With the young man's probing, the girl's consciousness was forced back into carnal lust.
Just as the girl hurriedly tried to explain, the young man suddenly pulled out the string of beads plugging her urethra!
The girl's unspoken explanation transformed into a moan clearly filled with pleasure.
Under the camera lens, urine sprayed forcefully towards the lamppost!
At the same time, her vagina also ejected another jet of fluid...
