“When I was at a loss for what to do with the TJ, she said: I want to experience the shame of being in the public eye. And sure enough, inspiration struck. Outdoors, I put in a built-in vibrating toy ✙ inserted anal plug fox tail and had anal sex while walking in the park. Every now and then, passersby would turn around and look. Maybe the tail was too eye-catching. I took off my pants in front of a big tree and started oral sex. I directly fucked her mouth. Stun gun ✙built-in vibrating toy ✙chastity lock ✙panties gag to seal her mouth with tape. I went into the mall to buy milk tea. Before entering the milk tea shop, took the initiative to turn on the stun gun and let me do whatever I wanted. I turned it on after she entered the shop. When the stun gun was turned up to 40, the girl’s involuntary leg-clamping motion caught the attention of the milk tea shop staff. A very comical scene unfolded, which M later told me. Staff: “A little sweet.” Because her mouth was gagged, she couldn’t speak and could only make “uh-huh” sounds. Staff: “Want to drink now or take away?” M: “Uh-huh” (reaching out her hand, “Give it to me!”) After leaving the shop, we went to a nice wall to take photos. M originally wanted to take pictures, but I kept provoking her with the stun gun and TD. Her legs were shaking, and she looked around in terror to see if anyone was watching her. The outdoor humiliation ended there. Back indoors, the real devilish training officially began. Now that I’ve satisfied your request, it’s my turn to call the shots. This time, the weight on her legs was on the gag strap. Either she obediently stuck her legs up, or she waited for her jaw to dislocate. Accompanied by the crazy pounding of the genitals, M was exhausted during orgasm time and time again. When her legs couldn’t support her, she fell down, and the weight of her legs pressed completely on the gag. Her mouth was choked shut, forcing her to only let out groans as she struggled to lift her legs again until the P-machine was pulled out and manually stimulated once more. Each orgasm, each spasm, left her drooling and tears soaking the platform. Kneeling, the P-machine was intensely vibrated, followed by a whip that lashed her repeatedly. From programmed mode to frequency-adjusted sound, M was nearly exhausted after dozens of orgasms. The whip lashed out like a slap on the good leg of a cripple, each strike hitting the sore spot. At this moment, her blindfold was soaked with tears, visibly streaming down her cheeks. The moment the P-machine was pulled out, M was completely exhausted. Japanese-style master, leg-binding, ebi-binding, built-in vibrating toy, electric shock device—this plan was completely unknown to M. Before, she was being sexually stimulated with toys normally, everything proceeding so naturally. Suddenly, the door opened and closed. Just as I expected, she fell for the trap, thinking I was gone. In extreme panic, her instinctive survival instinct kicked in, and she screamed. For ten minutes, she struggled to her absolute limit while the stun gun and TD continued to operate. The rope connecting her neck was so tight it bled. Only when I made the sounds of the door opening and closing did the completely exhausted M gradually stop, letting out cries that shifted from despair to hope. By then, I had noticed the bleeding on her neck and quickly untied the rope. But she felt unsatisfied and started scratching her feet. M, whose tears hadn’t even dried, started laughing from the tickling. At this moment, I felt more like laughing and crying at the same time.”
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