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🕑 Added 2025-01-09 22:59:19 +0000 UTCChapter 5: Bladder Injection & Soaking
The man had been wearing gloves the whole time, but now he released Liu Yong's wet testicles and penis with disgust. Hair removal was just one of the most common beauty treatments for women, yet it had made this muscular man lose control of his bladder. Given this reaction, the remaining procedures would need to be done more carefully to avoid accidentally damaging him.
While thinking this, the man first removed Liu Yong's gag. The remaining steps for today required him to be able to express himself clearly to be considered complete.
"Please... please... ugh... please let me go..." Liu Yong's mouth was sore and numb, but he still begged for mercy as soon as he was able to speak. "If you let me go, I'll give you as much money as you want..."
"Oh, you're talking about money?" The man paused for a moment, then said mockingly: "Are you referring to the less than five-figure balance in your bank account, or those two dilapidated houses in your rural hometown that might not even be worth tens of thousands?"
As he spoke, the man began untying Liu Yong's body and limbs. His tone had returned to its previous calm indifference.
"You still harbor such unrealistic fantasies. That's none of my concern, but over the next few days, I'll make you understand that fantasies will always remain just fantasies."
The sudden release from prolonged tight bondage made Liu Yong's skin tingle painfully as blood flow returned to his limbs. The man didn't give him time to recover, instead pushing him directly off the bed frame.
Liu Yong cried out in surprise, instinctively using his hands to protect his swollen belly. He barely avoided his stomach directly hitting the ground, but the impact to his side still made him feel like his belly would burst. He could even hear the liquid sloshing inside.
"See that small door? That's the cleaning room. Crawl in there and you can relieve yourself," the man said, kicking Liu Yong's buttocks and pointing to a corner of the room.
Liu Yong painfully raised his head to look. Indeed, there was a door there of normal height, but it was closed. Instead, the bottom third had a small opening, like a pet door in homes with animals.
The man waited five seconds. Seeing Liu Yong not moving, he said carelessly: "Oh, I see. It seems you're not in a hurry to relieve yourself. Well then, let's proceed directly to the next step."
"No! No! I'll go in! I... I'll crawl in right now!"
Liu Yong's face turned pale with fright. He immediately tried to turn over and crawl towards the cleaning room on his knees.
But as soon as he moved, the man stopped him.
The man lifted Liu Yong back onto the bed frame and tied him up again, this time in a sitting position with his legs spread wide.
"I told you before, if you show any resistance again, you'd be punished. Disobeying your master's orders is the most obvious form of resistance. You're still too new to handle many punishment methods, so I'll be lenient this once and use this combined training step as punishment. No need to thank me."
The man spoke calmly as he rinsed Liu Yong's urine-soaked penis and scrotum with a large glass of clean water. Then he took out a small spray bottle and spritzed Liu Yong's nose, mouth and genitals a few times before setting him aside and busying himself with other tasks.
Liu Yong inadvertently inhaled two breaths of the spray. He noticed a faint musky odor, reminiscent of when he used to fuck those girls' wet pussies. This thought made him somewhat aroused despite his exhaustion.
His penis and testicles felt cool where the spray had touched, but soon began to feel hot, swollen, numb and itchy. He desperately wanted to find a hole to thrust into.
The man turned around and saw that Liu Yong's penis had regained some vigor. He remarked "Good energy" and stroked it a couple times, causing Liu Yong to moan continuously in pleasure.
Of course, the man's goal wasn't to make Liu Yong feel good. Once the penis was hard enough, he immediately stopped and began inserting a catheter.
Whether due to natural talent or something else, this step went surprisingly smoothly. The catheter quickly passed through the urethral sphincter and entered the bladder.
The man moved the catheter in and out a few times, letting the smooth tube repeatedly rub against the bladder opening.
But Liu Yong's "excitement" was soon interrupted by the man.
The man connected a bag full of liquid to the catheter. Having experienced the enema earlier, Liu Yong immediately realized this liquid was meant to be injected into his bladder.
But his stomach already contained 1200ml of liquid - if more was pumped into his bladder, surely his belly would burst!
"Quiet!"
The man scolded harshly, slapping Liu Yong's swollen belly hard. "The normal urine capacity of an adult male bladder is 300 to 500ml. Due to the good elasticity of the muscles, the actual capacity is much higher. This time we'll only use 400ml of medicinal liquid for treatment. What are you panicking about?"
As he spoke, the man squeezed the bag, quickly forcing all 400ml of pink liquid into the bladder. Then he sealed the catheter to prevent backflow, put a steel ring around the base of Liu Yong's penis, untied him from the bed frame again, and pushed him into the cleaning room.
The cleaning room was quite spacious. The man dragged out a hard plastic barrel from the corner, less than a meter in diameter and height. Inside was a small platform barely large enough to sit on. It somewhat resembled a miniature version of an ancient wooden bathtub.
The man gestured for Liu Yong to sit inside. Having learned his lesson, Liu Yong didn't dare hesitate or resist this time. He painfully cradled his swollen belly and slowly lowered himself into the barrel.
Sitting down proved difficult, as the barrel's diameter was too small. A muscular man like Liu Yong had to curl up tightly to fit completely.
Liu Yong groaned constantly as his thighs pressed against his distended abdomen. But the man's cold gaze prevented him from stopping. By the time he was fully seated, he was drenched in cold sweat.
As he sat down, Liu Yong discovered the small platform under his buttocks had a groove. It fit the still-vibrating anal plug handle perfectly. Then the man pulled out a metal chain from somewhere on the plastic barrel and connected it to the steel ring on Liu Yong's penis. Now, unless Liu Yong risked anal prolapse or penile damage by forcibly removing the plug and ring, he couldn't even stand up.
This wasn't the end. Putting someone in a barrel naturally required waterproofing. Cold, clear liquid soon began flowing in through an inlet, quickly filling all the space in the barrel. If one ignored the temperature, it was rather like taking a bath.
"This cleaning solution will kill your hair follicles, prevent hair regrowth, and strongly contract your pores, greatly improving your skin texture and feel."
As he spoke, the man hooked Liu Yong up to a 1000ml bag of nutrient solution, setting the drip to the slowest speed. "To keep your intestines as clean as possible, from now on you'll only drink water. All other food will be replaced by injections and nutrient paste. This bag of nutrients should last you all night. Today was just an appetizer - I'm looking forward to tomorrow."
After confirming the barrel lid was properly sealed, the man casually set the anal plug vibration to random, then turned off the lights and left. Liu Yong was left alone in the darkness, with only the cold solution and the plug's buzzing for company.
