Bui Dich looked at the little slave wife kneeling in front of him, begging for rules, leisurely walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. Su Qing maintained her kneeling position, turned around and crawled towards her master. “My desires are heavy, and my desire to control is also strong. The rules in the 《Slave Etiquette 》 you must strictly follow, but my rules are only more severe, and will be gradually added to in the future. Today, I will first establish one rule: if I make a mistake, I will personally ask for punishment. Go, hold the ruler on the table here.” Su Qing immediately replied: “Yes, master!”
She turned around and crawled to the table, bit the thick wooden ruler in her mouth, crawled back, and offered it up. Bui Dich took it, his voice indifferent: “From now on, call yourself ‘Khuynh slave’. Turn around, raise your butt high.” Su Qing immediately: “Yes! Khuynh slave will remember.”
She turned her back, her hands on the floor, her white buttocks raised as high as possible, revealing her flower stream and slightly trembling rear end. “Slap! Slap! Slap!”
Ten feet continuously slammed down, her white, smooth flesh immediately turned red and swollen. Su Qing bit her lips tightly, not moving an inch. “No matter what the mistake is, first I will punish my ass ten feet.” “Yes! This slave thanks master for teaching me.” “Spread your ass.” Su Qing replied “Yes”, her face tilted to the floor, her two hands stretched out behind her, forcefully spreading her fleshy buttocks wide, completely exposing her wet pussy and pink rear. Bui Dich lifted the ruler up, using the side to hit the two most sensitive places, ten times each. “If you don’t serve these two places well, I will spread them out and ask for punishment.” Being punished privately, Su Qing trembled in pain, her fingers dug into her ass flesh, her fingernails were deeply indented, the skin where she was stretched was pale white. “Yes! This slave thanks master for teaching me.” “Turn around, kneel straight.” Su Qing replied “Yes”, kneeling properly in front of her master, her eyes only daring to look down at his feet. Bui Dich let go of the ruler, a heavy slap landed. To Khuynh was caught off guard and fell to the side. “Khuynh slave is at fault, please punish me, master.”
She quickly knelt straight again, straightened her face, and waited for the next slap. Bui Di did not blame her for moving when being punished, and continued to hit her nine more times, and after ten, she said:
“Normally, if you make a mistake in front of me, I will first slap you as a warning. In the future, if you are slapped, move your face to the most convenient position for me.” “Yes! This slave will remember this to the core, thank you master for teaching me.” Seeing that she was always obedient, Bui Di felt satisfied in his heart:
“Today, I will first open the three mouths of your upper and lower mouths. You have married me, from now on, I will accept all of your semen and urine. You must stay awake when you sleep at night, and when I am not home during the day, I will finish my homework and then sleep.” Hearing the words “open the mouth”, “semen”, “urine” from the master’s mouth, Su Qing’s punished flower immediately leaked out vaginal fluid, soaking wet. She blushed, and her voice trembled: “Yes, this slave will remember this.” Under the red candlelight, the water stains sparkled. Bui Dich saw, the corner of his lips curled up:
“You slut, just by setting up the rules you’re already this wet?” Su Qing was already embarrassed, hearing the laughter made her even more excited, she just wanted to be more slutty so that her master would laugh again:
“Yes! This slave is a slut. Hearing master say that he will open the bag, give me semen and urine… I couldn’t help but go into heat.”
The more she spoke, her face became redder, the redness spreading all the way to her neck. Bui Dich laughed out loud:
“Get on the bed, kneel down, raise your ass high. I’ll open the bag for this slut.” “Yes! This slave thanks master!” Su Qing nimbly crawled onto the bed, kneeling down, legs spread wide, ass raised as high as possible, exactly in the sleeping position in 《 Slave
Rituals 》 – perfect to every detail, every curve. No foreplay, no fondling. Bui Dich took off his clothes, his stiff cock thrusting straight in. The hymen broke, virgin blood flowed out, mixed with vaginal fluid and the still-burning whip wound. To Khuynh gripped the bed sheet tightly, biting her lips to endure the pain, trying her best to arch her ass to receive each strong thrust from her master. She liked this way of breaking her body – rough, merciless, completely belonging to her master. Pain was the real breaking of her body. Bui Dich thought so too. He deliberately set up a rule, pounding without mercy, using virgin blood as lubricant, making it smoother and smoother. His hand continuously slapped her still-red and swollen ass. Gradually, To Khuynh got used to the pain, and pleasure arose. Vaginal fluid flowed out like a stream, but without orders, she did not dare to moan, only knowing to arch her ass harder, squeezing her master’s cock tightly to please. Half an hour later, Bui Dich shot his first sperm deep into his uterus. The dick was pulled out, and the flower stream immediately closed tightly, locking the semen inside without a drop. Bui Dich raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, his eyes turned to the intact pink rear end. Without any hesitation, he thrust straight in. The rear end had only been douched this morning, never been violated before, how could it bear such a big cock? The pain tore at her flesh, Su Qing almost bit her teeth, tears streaming down her face. Until Bui Dich shot his semen into her intestines, she still did not feel any pleasure from her anus. But the feeling of being mercilessly opened by her master was enough to fill her with happiness. There was one last mouth left. Bui Dich pulled her down from the bed, standing firmly at the edge. Su Qing had just knelt down when her chin was pinched, the cock soaked with semen thrust straight into her throat. She quickly retracted her teeth, opened her mouth wide, trying to make her throat into a straight line. The cock occupied the esophagus, thrusting so deep that it made her suffocate. She vomited continuously, tears streaming down her face, the corners of her mouth were torn, but she still tried to use her tongue to entangle and serve the thing that was causing trouble in her mouth. Bui Dich had shot twice, this time for a longer time. Her upper mouth was sore, the corners of her lips were bleeding, and the anus below kept flowing out semen mixed with pink blood. Near the hour of Ty, he shot the last shot. To Khuynh obediently swallowed it all. With a stomach that had been hungry for two days, this hot semen was the best meal. As soon as the semen finished, the cock was still in her mouth. She raised her eyes to look at her master, only to hear a deep voice:
“Good feeling.” She immediately closed her mouth. The warm stream of urine spurted out, the smell was not strong, but urgent. Su Qing swallowed hard, not leaving a single drop. The dragon and phoenix candle burned more than half, the red light shining on a room of debauchery. After finishing, Su Qing intended to kneel by the bed step, but was pulled onto the bed by Bui Dich. “Normally, there is no shortage of you kneeling. Now rest, tonight is enough to do a good job of the potty.”
He paused for a moment, then said: “On the one hand, you are still young, on the other hand, I don’t want my child to call Su Bong grandpa. Before the Su family collapsed, every night after serving the bed, he had to take a contraceptive potion.” As for the chance to have a child, Su Qing was satisfied:
“Yes, Khuynh slave obeys.” Bui Dich closed her eyes and slept. Su Qing had to stay awake all night to do the potty. The first night, afraid of not doing a good job, she decided to stay up all night, and sleep in tomorrow. Lying next to her master, she still felt like she was dreaming. Never had she heard of a family where a slave wife could sleep in the same bed with her master. Her flower stream was swollen, her anus was torn, her butt was red with fire, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, her throat felt like it had hot coals – it was so miserable, but she knew: her master was not venting his anger on the Su family, but rather considered her his property, and it was natural for him to vent his lust on her body. And she thought so too.
The more cruel the master was, the more it proved that she belonged to him. Looking at her master’s sleeping face, not having had the chance to look closely all night, now Su Qing could quietly admire it, her heart filled with happiness.