Chapter 2

I can clearly feel that this passage was written by a woman with the greatest sincerity and wish while voluntarily. When this woman wrote this passage, her thoughts were true as described in the passage, she respected, admired, looked up at her master, and wanted to dedicate everything she had to her master.

I suddenly realized the woman's feelings at that time. I seemed to see a naked woman kneeling on the ground, her vagina and dildo in her butt hole buzzing, but while she was panting, she wrote down the contract one by one. It seemed to see the woman's body tremble violently at the moment she finished writing, and she fell to the ground and twitched and burst into an abnormal orgasm.

I felt my body start to shake, my cheeks were hot, my hands were trembling, and I started to crazily start the source and author of this contract online.

I spent the whole afternoon and finally found the contact information, but after sending the message, there was no reply. At this time, I seemed to be a full balloon and couldn't wait for tomorrow. So I set up all night in the Internet cafe, sat in front of the computer in the corner, and prepared to wait for the whole night

At midnight, maybe Cinderella's magic took effect in reverse, I got a reply

I excitedly said that I had just read the slave contract, and I wanted to be a slave, wanted to be trained by him, and then I turned on the camera on my own initiative.

The other party seemed to be quite satisfied with my appearance, but gave me a task: to pick up a glass of my own urine and then drink it in front of the camera!

For me who was in training this time, no, even for M who has experience in training, drinking urine is also a project that can be called heavy mouth, but at this time, my desire to be abused has risen to the point where it overflows!

So without hesitation, I ran to the toilet of the Internet cafe and poured the transparent thermos cup where I drank water. When I was about to take off my clothes, I suddenly felt inspiration.

Otherwise, I would just cheer myself up, then took off all my clothes, ignored the sewage on the toilet floor, and raised one leg like a dog, trying to pee in the thermos cup.

But it is still difficult to learn to pee from a dog. I had no choice but to hold the cup with my hand and finally took half a cup of urine. When I returned to the computer, the other party was already a little impatient.

I quickly explained, then sent a photo of the facelessness I took just now, took out the half cup of urine, and drank it sipped in front of the camera.

The other party praised me very much and said that I have the talent to be a beast! I was scolded as a beast, but I was very excited! I looked around and trembled my hands and took off my underwear.

The lower body that had already flooded with vaginal fluid was exposed in front of the camera: Master! Please accept the bitch! The bitch is willing to be your livestock!

Well, you have this quality and are considered a natural bitch!

Thank you for your compliment! The bitch asks you to allow the bitch to masturbate!

Ha, I have quite common sense! Have you received training before?

No, you are the owner of the bitch and the last bitch! The bitch is willing to serve you forever!

Don’t promise these things, I will slowly train you to that kind of thing when I come to my hands!

The bitch will definitely do it!

Want to masturbate?

Think! Look! I didn't care that no one around me passed by me. I turned around and took off my butt, revealing my muddy lower body. The bitch's body could no longer bear it!

It turns out to be very sexy! Since that's the case, let's masturbate here! The owner's order with a ridiculous sneer came from the headphones, but

I was at a loss for a moment. This is a public Internet cafe. Although this computer is in the corner, it doesn’t matter if anyone passes by. If the camera in the Internet cafe sees what I am now, it’s enough for me to be frightened. If I masturbate here, I suddenly found that I was standing in front of the computer now, my skirt was pulled up to my waist, my hands were used to spread my fair butt, and I kept twisting towards the screen.

If there is really a camera, I will be enough now! So I continued to spread my butt with one hand and reached out to my clitoris and hole with the other hand.

In a noisy public place with dozens of people, in a public place with unknown surveillance, under the gaze of strangers through the camera, I had accumulated a whole day of unbearable desires, and it spit out in a few seconds!

In the next six months, my master gradually learned about my situation: I have a younger brother who is two years younger than me. My parents who prefer boys over girls regard me as a coolie at home. After junior high school, I was kicked out to work to make money for my family. However, I was a natural bastard and my brother. Not only did I accept it, my younger brother gave me his virginity to my younger brother when he was 16 years old. And the master, in one sentence, I really don’t treat me like a human being!

But, I'm super lucky that I could meet such a master. I always think that S and M are equal. SM is just a game or something. It's not real SM at all, but just fake S and fake M play together.

After half a year of investigation, the owner recognized my quality and decided to keep me in captivity!

I thought about it for a while and agreed, and the owner also agreed to give me some money every month to buy my dog ​​and avoid disturbing my family.

So I gave all my few belongings during my work to my roommate who lived with me, and took my cell phone and ID card and boarded the train to the city where my owner was.

As the train gradually approached, my body and mood became more and more nervous and excited. What should I say when I saw my master? Should I kneel down and kiss my master's shoes immediately?

Should I take off my bra and underwear before getting off the train? I was thinking about it, and my master sent me a message: North exit, turn right one thousand meters, room XXXXX, unlocking password ××× The master seemed to ask me to go to this homestay with a password lock. It seems that my idea just now turned into a random thought. Alas, I really want to kneel down to the master in front of tens of thousands of people at the train station. I got off the train a little disappointedly, and then I felt that Master, the supreme master, shouldn't have come to the train station to pick up slaves! Slaves should send their pussy to the door and take the initiative to hand over their body to the master to play with!

So I followed the owner's order to walk to the homestay and came to the room designated by the owner. I became nervous again. The owner is inside. I wonder if I have been waiting for a long time. Should I apologize first?

I really want to lick my master's toes! Should I take off my clothes outside the door? Should I climb in? I looked around and thought to myself: Am I not going to be a bitch when I come here?

In the future, I will definitely be arranged by my master as a prostitute to pick up customers, gang raped by strangers, etc. What's the point of hesitation about taking off my clothes now?

I patted my cheeks, fantasizing about the lewd and despicable life I would live in the future, and took off all my clothes and knelt in front of the door.

The 19-year-old body still retains the tenderness of a girl's breasts. The warm breasts are like buds that are about to bloom. They swell from the roots, and a round curve is erected and then tied into a pair of bright red and tender nipples and a faint areola next to them. There are already undulating lines of mature women under the soft waist. The legs are shaved and the gushy water flows out makes the thin white and soft mons pubis slippery.

I straighten my body and enter my password

With a beep, the door opened. I immediately leaned down, lowered my limbs, opened the door with my head, and slowly crawled into the house.

I crawled a few steps and stopped, lowered my head and said loudly: Master, your most despicable slave, your toilet, Xiaoqi will pay you peace!

But there seemed to be no one in the room. I still lowered my head and repeated it loudly, but still didn't respond.

Then I slowly raised my head. This is a one-bedroom, one-living room B&B. There was no one in the room, only a large suitcase was placed on the floor of the living room.