Possessive relationship

I went upstairs and found the instruction manual when I bought Qingqing, which marked the phone number of their "training camp".The training camp is actually just a deserted island. It is a hell for slaves and a paradise for guests.

"Hello, Ah Lin? I'm Qin Ruo. The slave with the number 15201025, I don't know if you remember it? You seem to be hiding something from me, right?"

After hearing this story, I couldn't help feeling that it was so.Qingqing is really a different slave.

Ah Lin told me that Qingqing was a child picked up by their staff near a garbage recycling station.It was already dying when I picked it up, and I didn't know how long I hadn't eaten.The man took it back to the island in a moment of kindness.When I washed it clean, I found that he was a very handsome child.

I don't know who's kindness saved Qingqing's life, but sent him to another hell.

At that time, Qingqing should be only thirteen or fourteen years old, but due to long-term malnutrition, she looked only eleven or twelve years old.Everyone said that the cutest age for a boy is 16 years old, when he just has the outline of a man but has not lost his childishness. Usually, slaves can be sold for the best price at that age.

So the island raised him and made a training plan to start reforming him.To turn a person into a slave, the first thing to do is to sharpen his spirit and make him understand that there is no other way but to cooperate, all he can do is to obey his fate.After he has accepted his identity, he will cultivate his lust, let his body become sensitive and vulgar, and desire everything or anything that can satisfy him.The last step is to teach him to recognize his master. Everything he does is for the master's pleasure, whether it is happiness or pain, it is a reward from the master.

Ah Lin said that the first few steps were not very difficult. Anyway, Qingqing was young at that time. Although she resisted, she quickly resigned to her fate.Well, he had nothing to look forward to before he came to the island.Only in the step of cultivating his lust, he encountered a lot of trouble.

No matter how seduced the trainer is, he can't start his desire for men.Every time he would resist no matter what was inserted, the resistance was ineffective, and he cried and let others ravage him until the next time he ejaculated, he still resisted.

In the end, the doctor on the island suggested that if it was not for physical reasons, it must be because of psychological unacceptability.So they came up with a way to record Qingqing being forced to the climax or the scene, and then locked him in an absolutely closed room.For a whole week, there was no sound, no light, no movement or speech.Even eating is by injecting nutrition needles.

So a week passed, although it was only a week, but in that case one could not count the passage of time, as if a century had passed.Qingqing was almost on the verge of collapse, the first picture she saw when she opened her eyes, the first sound she heard was the scene where she was being played with until she ejaculated.

He didn't want to see it, but he was reluctant to part with this hard-won light source.He didn't want to hear it, but he would go crazy if he couldn't hear human voices.

The trainer also ordered people to smear all the sensitive parts of his body with medicine to increase people's sensitivity, and added a very small amount of aphrodisiac to the nutrition injection.Little things add up, and without his knowledge, he just watched the picture of himself being played around like this for three days, and he was on the verge of wanting to vent.

At this moment, the small hole in front of him was tightly blocked by the cotton swab, and even a drop of liquid could not flow out.Even excretion is assisted only at prescribed times.

Qingqing was locked in that room, dark for three days, and watched for three days.After a month of continuous practice, in the infinite darkness, all senses of a person are infinitely magnified, and every perception of the body is so clear.The sensitivity of his body doubled, and even reached the point where he could ejaculate without touching, but he was not allowed to vent for a long time.

A month later, amidst Qingqing's constant crying and pleading, the trainer finally appeared and removed the cotton swab that had been stuck in front of Qingqing's body.Facing the scene of her being trained, Qingqing completed the first voluntary ejaculation in her life.

After taking it, Qingqing's body has become very sensitive, and sometimes he doesn't even need human stimulation, as long as he looks at himself in various poses in front of the mirror, it can make him excited.It all comes from the darkness of that long month, and the video.

Ah Lin said apologetically that she didn't tell me that it was because they thought the slave's sensitivity was a good thing, and this was just a small episode in the training, which was a necessary means and should not affect the use.

"It's okay, I just want to figure it out, it doesn't really matter, you guys did a great job." I praised Ah Lin, he was very happy, after all, I am the best friend of their boss.

After hanging up the phone, I couldn't help but think, Qingqing has accepted all this, but now she is so afraid of the video, is it that hellish month that he dare not face, or this sensitive and lustful self?

I sat by myself for a while and looked at my watch. More than an hour had passed.In the end, I went downstairs to see how Qingqing was doing now.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the Qingqing in front of her eyes had become very miserable.The morning pictures were playing endlessly on the TV, and he was so exhausted that he was almost hanging on the shackles. Fortunately, the shackles were holding him up, otherwise he would have fallen down long ago.His legs couldn't keep upright for a long time, but they were locked back and forth and there was no room for him to break free, but his knees were slightly bent from time to time, and the pressure on his stomach made him stand upright again unbearably.

Qingqing's back was even more miserable. The entire back, from the back to the thighs, was covered with red and swollen purlins. Almost the entire buttocks were red, and it was estimated that she would not be able to sit down for several days.And the vibrator in his acupoint was still vibrating competently, and his avatar was stretched straight as if it was also swollen, but it was blocked by the tube from any place to vent.

He felt my sight, struggling to beg me with a weak voice: "Master, please forgive me. Let me out, I will tell you everything."

Silently, I freed him from the shackles. He almost fell on me, using his last bit of strength to keep his balance. I also released his feet from the locks on the ground. He had nothing to rely on. , just knelt there.

I walked over to the side sofa and sat down, beckoning him to come over.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he became more nervous.The strenuous knees slowly moved over, knelt not far from my feet, and called me softly: "Master."

I looked up at him, his forehead was covered with sweat, there were several tear stains on his face, and his lips were bitten by myself, showing a unique fragility.I sighed, Halal is a stunner, it's tempting to be so miserable.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"Yes, master." Qingqing answered in pain, her body trembling from time to time, and she must have reached her limit, "Master, please let Qingqing out. Qingqing will tell you everything you want to know."

I kicked a bucket in front of him, ordered him to find a feeling of relaxation, carefully pulled out the tube, and said to him: "If you want to pee, this is here."

When he first came, he had a catheter inserted for a week because of a front injury. I've seen him before, and he's nothing to be ashamed of.At this time, the instinct of the body takes over everything.

"Thank you, master." He closed his eyes, only to see the drops of water flowing out slowly at first, and then faster and faster. I estimated that when he was halfway through urinating, I reached out and pinched his place, and the flow of water stopped abruptly.He opened his eyes and looked at me beggingly, not knowing what he had done wrong again.

I looked into his sad eyes, and asked faintly: "I already know why you are afraid of the video, and what I want to ask now is why are you hiding it from me?"

After all, I let go of my hand and let him solve the rest freely.

He ejected everything, and the avatar was still standing upright.I turned off the TV with the remote control, asked him to take out the things plugged behind him, leaned comfortably on the sofa and looked at Qingqing with a gloomy face: "Tell me, why did you hide it from me?"

He obviously didn't expect me to ask such a question, and he didn't need to describe the answer he had already thought about.He thought about it for a while, then lowered his head and replied: "Actually, Qingqing doesn't know why. I'm just afraid that the master will hate me if he finds out."

Once again he used the word "I" which is absolutely taboo in slave training.But when he said that, I believed it.

Most of the anger in my heart has disappeared. Looking at Qingqing who is about to faint at any time, I am also very puzzled. It is obviously not a big deal, but he is unwilling to tell me. Why did he get angry just now?

"Get up, you have had enough trouble tonight. Go back to the house and rest."

As soon as I said the words, Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, and fell directly in front of me.

I quickly supported him, and he lay on my lap, struggling with a weak voice: "Master, I... Qingqing is just too tired. I didn't do it on purpose." Then he passed out completely.

Fortunately, I have been exercising all the time, and I am so thin, it should not be a problem to carry it back to the room.

I lifted him up by the arms before I even had time to dress him.When I threw him on the bed, I was sweating too.Not being strong enough has always been my most hated weakness.

As soon as I threw it, I forgot the injury behind him. He almost jumped out of the bed in pain, screaming in pain, and he became slightly awake.I told him to lie down, went to the kitchen to heat up the unfinished porridge, brought it over, and asked him to eat something quickly.

"Thank you, master." He was about to get up, but I held him down.I saw that he was afraid to sit up, and he couldn't eat well when he was lying on his stomach, so I took the porridge in my hand and fed him a mouthful.He was taken aback, and quickly said: "Master, Qingqing dare not."

"Since I'm feeding you, you should eat well. You're so thin, you'll faint every now and then. How will you serve me in the future?"

Hearing what I said, he stopped struggling and silently drank the porridge in my hand.A bowl of porridge bottomed out, and I knew that a hungry person couldn’t eat too much at once, so I just pointed to the glass of milk for him to drink.

He obediently drank the glass of milk, and I nodded in satisfaction. The problem should not be serious, but these injuries need to be dealt with.Qingqing heard that I wanted to call a doctor, and shook her head again and again, "Master, you don't need to call a doctor, these injuries are not serious, and they happened often in the past, and it will be fine after applying some medicine. Qingqing doesn't want to be seen by anyone other than Master. arrive."

I was still insisting, but hearing what he said, I couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.After all, he was just a child, and he still said it was okay after being beaten like this. The only remaining self-esteem was that he didn't want more people to see him like this.

I went to get the medicine, and personally helped him carefully apply it on the bruised area.When I hit him just now, I didn't feel that I was only concerned about getting angry, but now I calm down and found that the beating was indeed serious, and the purple red under the skin was covered with blood marks.I applied the medicine on him as lightly as possible, and couldn't help thinking, just now I thought his trembling was so beautiful, but when I calmed down, I only felt the wound was horrible, would I like this kind of game?

He was given good medicine, and he was given a piece of anti-inflammatory medicine to prevent the wound from suppurating.I thought I should be fine, and was about to go back to sleep, but Qingqing suddenly stopped me: "Master...don't leave, okay?"

I turned around and looked at him, and said ambiguously, "Why, you are so injured, do you still have the strength to serve me?"

"No," Qingqing blushed and didn't dare to look at me, but of course I knew he didn't mean that, "Qingqing just, just..."

He is just afraid of the dark.

I said softly: "Don't be afraid, Qingqing. You have left that place, and now you are at my house. You will see the sun after you wake up. Go to sleep."

Lying on the bed, I couldn't help laughing at myself. I am the person who is most afraid of the dark, but now I am reassuring others that darkness is not scary.Life is really ironic, maybe life is just a cycle?