Master (extremely long)

Author: saberyun
Word count: 6021

The leaves outside the window are swaying, and the light of sheep in late autumn and October spills into the house through the swaying shadows. The trembling light fell on the ground, shaking with the wind. I was completely naked and shivered, and the cold feeling from xia ti made me sick to my stomach. I reached out to touch the buttocks, and it was slippery and sticky. Under the mucus is a cage, cold and hard. I was vaguely conscious, and suddenly realized that this men’s chastity belt called CB3000 seemed to have been worn on me for two full years. The wetness of xia ti made me feel very uncomfortable. I raised my hand and stared at the mucus in my palm. These mucus are the pre-fluid from my rou bang, a mixture of the owner’s urine from last night, exuding a translucent luster and a foul smell. The owner likes to do this very much recently-leave a puddle of urine between my buttocks, let me feel her warm body temperature through the cold cage, let me spend the night in such a smelly liquid. To be honest, the feeling of being doused by urine is not very pleasant. The warm liquid is poured on the chastity belt, and many of them will flow into the cage, soaking the poor little rou bang. At night, the bleak autumn wind blows across the icy floor. It won’t take long for the skin under the abdomen to become cold, making it difficult to fall asleep. But this is not the most difficult. There was a time before when the master liked to put her long-worn panties on my head before I fell asleep, with the crotch covered in various secretions facing my nose. Three or five pairs of underwear were put on my head, and two or three pairs of pantyhose were wrapped outside. I breathed hard all night, savoring the pungent female breath of my master. There were times when I almost felt like I was suffocating to death, but always ended up waking up in agony at dawn only to find that I was actually alive. Due to the frequent use of strong aphrodisiacs and long-term abstinence, my memory and thinking have deteriorated significantly. Especially when the desire strikes, I tend to fall into a deep state of trance. Recently, this trance has become more and more frequent, and each time it lasts longer and longer. At such times, countless slutty fantasies grow wildly in his mind like weeds. Looking at the rou bang that was locked tightly, watching it twitch in pain in the cage, I feel that there is nothing in this world that can make me happier than a good shot. Yet I can’t even get the bare minimum of an erection, and with this wicked device on, I’ll never be able to convert mental arousal into physical pleasure. 1. Thirst The sound of high heels hitting the ground brought me back to reality from my meditation, and the master came. I quickly got up from the floor and knelt there quietly. “How did you rest last night?” The host asked me. I didn’t dare to raise my head, my eyes were fixed on the owner’s three-inch high heel, replied with trepidation: “It’s okay, master.” The master snorted softly and reached out to touch the cage under my belly. “Ah, it’s still so wet. Will your useless little rou bang still try to get an erection from time to time?” The master’s tone was full of sarcasm, as if he was asking me to prove a completely incredible thing. “Yes, Master.” I replied honestly, “When I think that every night, the cage that locks my Xiaodi will be filled with the owner’s urine, I will be unbearably excited, and my desire will drive me crazy. I really miss she jing so much.” The genitals are not for torturing you, but for the treatment you deserve.” “But, but I really can’t take it anymore.”