CC's car drove into the courtyard of the villa in Linhu. As soon as the car stopped, CC ordered: Take off all your clothes and climb out.Yes, Master, I know very well that today's training actually started as soon as we meet.When I got off the car without slinging, as soon as I hit the ground, CC took out the silver chain and pressed the leather collar between my neck and never took it off since yesterday's training and kept wearing it.
CC held the iron chain in his hand and led me around the yard before entering the villa building.Master, I want to borrow the bathroom to use it, and I said to CC a little embarrassedly.I was busy at work in the afternoon, and I drank too much water while I was dry and I started to have side effects.oh?Do you want to pee?CC squatted in front of me and looked at me, a malicious smile flashed across my face, which made me feel awkward.Despite this, I still answered honestly: Yes, master.You waited, CC stood up and left with a smile.
After a while, CC came back with a basin and a two-foot-square mirror: There is a difference between humans and dogs, and the bathroom is not allowed to use it casually, just pee in this basin.As he said that, he placed the basin and mirror beside me.It seems that CC is worthy of being a veteran heroine, and she will use any opportunity as a material for training.I blushed with shame, squatted over and thought about it, but CC grabbed my ears and scolded him sternly: A stupid bitch without rules!You can't even pee?Is this your position for bitch peeing?She patted my butt and ordered: Leave down!After I got off, she gently held my right ankle and said: Lift up this hind leg and lift it backwards!I had to follow her orders, put on three limbs, lifted my right leg and stretched it backwards and upwards, just like a free gymnastic movement.CC moved the basin under my pubic bone, then placed the mirror about a meter away in front of me, grabbed my hair and raised my face, and said to me in the mirror: Look at the mirror!Remember your current pse, this is how bitch pees!In the future, when you are here, you must use this pse to pee. Do you remember?Remember, Master!I replied in a trembling voice.Yes, pee!The master then allowed me to pee.
If I had an amnesty, I was very anxious and was troubled by my master and endured it even harder.But this posture was too awkward, and I had just been humiliated and had not recovered yet, so I couldn't pee for a while... I struggled to maintain this posture. After a long time, the urine burst out, but a considerable part of it still flowed down the base of my left leg to the ground.CC didn't care either, but just squatted beside me, watching me pee in the mirror, while constantly slapping my right thigh from bottom to top with his hands, correcting my posture and saying: Raise it, raise it a little more, and the bitch should look like a bitch... So shameful Ah!Unexpectedly, once an ordinary little bian was played with by CC, saying it was a surprise.
After this little episode, CC patiently cleaned everything up and then led me to the classroom on the third floor.As soon as I entered the classroom, CC asked me to stand under the electric hoist and take a bundle of thick and soft red cotton ropes to tie me up.The order of binding still starts from the hands. First, the hands are backed upside down and then tightly tied, then around the shoulders, constantly tied them from top to bottom, outlining one polygon after another on the surface of the body. It seems that CC gave me a legendary tortoise shell binding.The tortoise shell tie ended at the waist this time, leaving only two long rope heads attached to the left and right sides.Then, CC took off a pair of shackles from the wall. The pair of shackles had a long metal rod in the middle, and two shackles were fixed at both ends of the metal rod.CC asked me to sit on the ground and lock my ankles into two shackles so that my legs could not be tied together.There are also several flange holes evenly distributed on the metal rod. CC lowers the hook of the electric hoist, passes the two rope heads left by the tortoise shell and wraps them around the flange holes and tightens them on the hook.In this way, when the CC starts the switch and pulls up the hook, I'm hanging upside down with my legs spread out. The tortoise shell tied up evenly to share the stress on my body, like a red mesh bag, and at the same time avoiding the weight of my ankles.
CC took out a mouth ball, a pair of eye masks, plus two breast clips and a dozen bamboo clips from the sex toy cabinet.I blocked my mouth ball, covered my eye mask, and then clamped my breast clips on my nipples. More than a dozen bamboo clips were clamped on my breasts, belly, waist, and buttocks... As the pain intensified, fear and excitement spread in my heart.After a while, a sound of a lighter seemed to be the sound of a lighter. Soon after, a burning feeling suddenly came from the soles of my feet.If it was normal, the sensitive soles of the foot were suddenly brought up and I would jump up and cry out loudly. But now under the influence of shackles, ropes and mouth balls, I could not move or shout, and could only twist and make a low murmur.
The owner is dropping wax for me. This kind of candle is a low-temperature wax for SM. The melting point of the wax oil does not exceed 60 degrees Celsius. A low-temperature candle that is as thick as a child's arm and twenty centimeters long costs seventy or eighty yuan, which is dozens of times the price of an ordinary candle. However, it is worth the money for SM players who like to drop wax.But I didn't expect that the owner was so cramped that he actually poured wax oil onto the sensitive soles of his feet from the beginning.
As the candle burns, wax oil is spilled everywhere in the body, and even sensitive areas such as the inner thighs are not spared.The bamboo clips clamped on the body were removed one by one. After each bamboo clip was removed, the clamped part was immediately dripped with hot wax oil. The pain was added to the point, and then itchy immediately cooled, relaxed, itchy, and changed in an instant, which was quite a torture dramatic effect.
Finally, the master let go of the bamboo clips clips clips clips clips clips clips clips on the breasts, and the wax oil splashed down hotly, making me so tortured that I couldn't breathe, as if I was swept away by the warm heat flow...
CC held the iron chain in his hand and led me around the yard before entering the villa building.Master, I want to borrow the bathroom to use it, and I said to CC a little embarrassedly.I was busy at work in the afternoon, and I drank too much water while I was dry and I started to have side effects.oh?Do you want to pee?CC squatted in front of me and looked at me, a malicious smile flashed across my face, which made me feel awkward.Despite this, I still answered honestly: Yes, master.You waited, CC stood up and left with a smile.
After a while, CC came back with a basin and a two-foot-square mirror: There is a difference between humans and dogs, and the bathroom is not allowed to use it casually, just pee in this basin.As he said that, he placed the basin and mirror beside me.It seems that CC is worthy of being a veteran heroine, and she will use any opportunity as a material for training.I blushed with shame, squatted over and thought about it, but CC grabbed my ears and scolded him sternly: A stupid bitch without rules!You can't even pee?Is this your position for bitch peeing?She patted my butt and ordered: Leave down!After I got off, she gently held my right ankle and said: Lift up this hind leg and lift it backwards!I had to follow her orders, put on three limbs, lifted my right leg and stretched it backwards and upwards, just like a free gymnastic movement.CC moved the basin under my pubic bone, then placed the mirror about a meter away in front of me, grabbed my hair and raised my face, and said to me in the mirror: Look at the mirror!Remember your current pse, this is how bitch pees!In the future, when you are here, you must use this pse to pee. Do you remember?Remember, Master!I replied in a trembling voice.Yes, pee!The master then allowed me to pee.
If I had an amnesty, I was very anxious and was troubled by my master and endured it even harder.But this posture was too awkward, and I had just been humiliated and had not recovered yet, so I couldn't pee for a while... I struggled to maintain this posture. After a long time, the urine burst out, but a considerable part of it still flowed down the base of my left leg to the ground.CC didn't care either, but just squatted beside me, watching me pee in the mirror, while constantly slapping my right thigh from bottom to top with his hands, correcting my posture and saying: Raise it, raise it a little more, and the bitch should look like a bitch... So shameful Ah!Unexpectedly, once an ordinary little bian was played with by CC, saying it was a surprise.
After this little episode, CC patiently cleaned everything up and then led me to the classroom on the third floor.As soon as I entered the classroom, CC asked me to stand under the electric hoist and take a bundle of thick and soft red cotton ropes to tie me up.The order of binding still starts from the hands. First, the hands are backed upside down and then tightly tied, then around the shoulders, constantly tied them from top to bottom, outlining one polygon after another on the surface of the body. It seems that CC gave me a legendary tortoise shell binding.The tortoise shell tie ended at the waist this time, leaving only two long rope heads attached to the left and right sides.Then, CC took off a pair of shackles from the wall. The pair of shackles had a long metal rod in the middle, and two shackles were fixed at both ends of the metal rod.CC asked me to sit on the ground and lock my ankles into two shackles so that my legs could not be tied together.There are also several flange holes evenly distributed on the metal rod. CC lowers the hook of the electric hoist, passes the two rope heads left by the tortoise shell and wraps them around the flange holes and tightens them on the hook.In this way, when the CC starts the switch and pulls up the hook, I'm hanging upside down with my legs spread out. The tortoise shell tied up evenly to share the stress on my body, like a red mesh bag, and at the same time avoiding the weight of my ankles.
CC took out a mouth ball, a pair of eye masks, plus two breast clips and a dozen bamboo clips from the sex toy cabinet.I blocked my mouth ball, covered my eye mask, and then clamped my breast clips on my nipples. More than a dozen bamboo clips were clamped on my breasts, belly, waist, and buttocks... As the pain intensified, fear and excitement spread in my heart.After a while, a sound of a lighter seemed to be the sound of a lighter. Soon after, a burning feeling suddenly came from the soles of my feet.If it was normal, the sensitive soles of the foot were suddenly brought up and I would jump up and cry out loudly. But now under the influence of shackles, ropes and mouth balls, I could not move or shout, and could only twist and make a low murmur.
The owner is dropping wax for me. This kind of candle is a low-temperature wax for SM. The melting point of the wax oil does not exceed 60 degrees Celsius. A low-temperature candle that is as thick as a child's arm and twenty centimeters long costs seventy or eighty yuan, which is dozens of times the price of an ordinary candle. However, it is worth the money for SM players who like to drop wax.But I didn't expect that the owner was so cramped that he actually poured wax oil onto the sensitive soles of his feet from the beginning.
As the candle burns, wax oil is spilled everywhere in the body, and even sensitive areas such as the inner thighs are not spared.The bamboo clips clamped on the body were removed one by one. After each bamboo clip was removed, the clamped part was immediately dripped with hot wax oil. The pain was added to the point, and then itchy immediately cooled, relaxed, itchy, and changed in an instant, which was quite a torture dramatic effect.
Finally, the master let go of the bamboo clips clips clips clips clips clips clips clips on the breasts, and the wax oil splashed down hotly, making me so tortured that I couldn't breathe, as if I was swept away by the warm heat flow...
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