First Conditioning Session - 1
The sound of the slap echoed sharply through the room, followed immediately by a string of curses directed at me.
"Kneel. You worthless bitch."
Inside the locked 1202 room, the atmosphere shifted violently the moment I heard those words.
I had no idea this would happen. Even though the man at the interview had seemed so kind and gentle, his words were a complete shock.
As soon as I finished unpacking, the sharp slap landed on my cheek and the insults rained down on me, jolting me fully awake in an instant.
The air grew icy and heavy, overwhelming me with its weight.
"Ah...!"
I let out an involuntary gasp.
"Kneel."
"Y-yes..."
This was the first time I had ever knelt like this. In all my previous play sessions, I had never experienced such an oppressive atmosphere.
Crushed by the pressure, I unconsciously obeyed, dropping to my knees without resistance.
To my surprise, he issued no further commands. I remained on my knees, trembling, as he unbuckled his belt, lowered his zipper, and pulled his pants down to his thighs. Then he hooked his fingers into his underwear and pulled it aside, freeing his hardened cock.
The massive shaft stood rock-hard and angry, far larger than anything I had imagined. At the same time, a warm wetness began to seep into my core.
Before I could even process it, his hand grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock straight into my mouth.
"Ugh...!"
"Open your mouth and suck it. Bite down and you’ll regret it."
"Hhuut..."
He grabbed my hair and shoved his cock into my mouth with brutal force.
At the terrifying command, I instinctively parted my lips. His hand, gripping the back of my head, pushed deeper, and my own mouth opened wider in response.
Soon the entire thick head was sliding into my throat.
"Uwoop... uwp... cluck... uwp..."
At first it only went halfway, sliding back and forth in my mouth. Then he grabbed my hair again, harder than before, and rammed his cock all the way to the back of my throat.
"Uuwuuk!!!!"
I had deepthroated in past play sessions, but never like this.
This was my first time experiencing such an intense gag.
The cock slammed into my throat with brutal force, pushing against my uvula and filling my mouth and throat completely.
"Kuk... kuk... kuk!!! Uuuuuk!!!!"
Struggling for breath, I instinctively grabbed his lower abdomen and tried to pull my head back, but he pressed his hand down harder on the back of my neck, refusing to let me move.
His arm looked thin, yet the power behind the grip was overwhelming.
Every time I tried to pull away, his hand blocked me. My throat spasmed, and a thin stream of drool leaked from the corner of my mouth, dripping onto the floor.
At the same time, his cockhead kept rubbing my uvula, sending even nausea rising from deep inside my body.
Slap, slap, slap, slap
In despair I slapped his lower abdomen rapidly, as if begging for mercy, but he paid no attention.
How long had I held out? I felt his grip on the back of my neck slowly weaken. At the same time, I couldn’t hold back the cock blocking my throat any longer. My body reacted on instinct and I jerked my head free, coughing violently along with the gag.
"Uuuuk!!! Uweeek!!! Kk... kukk... keek... kek!!"
"Hey."
"Kruk... kuck... yeah... uweek...! Yeah..."
"Couldn’t you hold it?"
Slap!
He grabbed my hair, yanked my head up, and forced me to my feet. Then he slapped me again, this time a little softer, but the sound still rang loudly through the room.
"Kyak...! Hhuut...!"
It was strange.
Even the deepthroat alone had been too intense for me to handle. I should have hated it. Yet the deeper I sank into his control, the stranger the feeling grew.
Whenever he cursed at me and slapped me, my pussy grew increasingly wet.
"I told you the moment you stepped inside the door, I don’t treat humans like people. You’re a meat toilet who can’t even receive human treatment. Can’t you endure it?"
He grabbed my hair and lifted me completely off the ground. His rough hands began tearing at my clothes.
"Hyet...! Uyet...!"
I should have resisted, wanted to resist, should have shouted no... But my mind screamed to stop him while my body strangely followed every command he gave.
I had already been completely overwhelmed by the atmosphere; there was nothing I could do.
His rough hands stripped away my jacket, my blouse, and my bra, exposing my bare skin, breasts, and everything beneath. The clothes piled up on the floor around me.
Without realizing it, the sight of my naked breasts to him sent waves of shame and arousal surging through my body at the same time.
He yanked my skirt zipper down and peeled it away.
Now I stood before him completely naked except for my panties and socks, my pussy and anus hidden only by the thin fabric.
"Uyet..."
"Embarrassed?"
"Hyet... yes..."
Slap!
"Kyaaat!"
"Look at you? A meat toilet who can’t even receive human treatment is feeling embarrassed?"
He grabbed my hair again and hurled me onto the bed.
"Kyaaat!"
"Meat toilets like you need proper training. You need to learn your place."
"Hyet... hhuut...!"
Yanked roughly by the hair, I tumbled onto the bed and landed face-down.
He brought out the restraints from the corner of the bed. He grabbed my wrists and cuffed them first, then secured my ankles the same way. My legs were spread wide in an M-shape, my hands and feet locked in place.
Still wearing only panties and socks, I lay completely exposed and restrained.
"Huuet..."
With nothing but his fists and a few rough slaps, he had already completely dominated me.
I had been overwhelmed by this atmosphere before... No, perhaps “drunk on it” would be the more accurate description.
I couldn’t even utter a single word of protest.
After he locked my hands and feet in the cuffs, he simply watched me from above, studying my body.
I could feel his eyes roaming over me—up and down, examining every inch of my naked form.
Ah... he’s watching me. I’m on display in nothing but my restraints, and my body is reacting strangely.
My pussy grew even wetter, uncontrollable now.
His gaze finally stopped at my panties. He stared for a moment, then spoke.
"Hey."
"Y-yes...?"
"You haven’t even started yet, but your panties are soaking wet."
"T-that’s..."
His two hands moved to my sides. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties and yanked them down to my thighs with brutal force.
When the soaked panties came off, my pussy and the glistening fluid between my legs stretched into thin, spiderweb-like strands, clinging to the fabric like sticky cheese.
"You’re wet just from that? You dirty girl, you haven’t even started yet."
"Uuuu...!"
It was embarrassing. But the more embarrassed I felt, the more my pussy throbbed and leaked.
Still tied up, he taunted me with words, then suddenly reached to the corner of the bed and picked up two eggs. He slowly pushed one into my dripping pussy.
"Eet... haet... j-just... hng...! ♡"
I wanted to ask him to stop, but he already had the egg deep inside my walls.
"Uyet..."
The moment the egg entered my pussy, a violent tremor suddenly erupted deep inside me.
"Haueuat!!!!"
He turned on the switch.
The sudden vibration made my hips jerk uncontrollably.
"Uyet...! Kyaaat!"
Slap!
"Haueut!!"
Because my pussy was trembling so violently, my hips jerked again. The sound of a slap echoed from my core—his palm had struck my clit exactly.
When he spanked me, I jolted again, the same violent kick as if my knees had been struck by a hammer.
"It’s only set to low and you can feel it? Are you that sensitive... or were you always a pervert?"
"Aet... haet... ah... aet...! ♡"
My mind screamed no, but my mouth only let out involuntary moans.
While he continued to torment me, something hard and plastic suddenly pressed against my clit. He brought the second egg and pressed it there.
With the egg still pressed against my clit, he pulled my panties back into place, locking the egg in position.
The moment he removed his hand and turned on the second egg, an overwhelming vibration far stronger than anything the first one had produced slammed into my clit.
"Haueueet!!!!"
My hips shot up involuntarily. The egg locked to my clit vibrated several times more intensely than the one inside my pussy. It had to be on maximum.
"From now on I’ll be writing on your body. If you move, you’ll get one for every inch I mark. If it’s worse, you’ll get a slap instead."
"Uueuet... haueuet...!"
Even though I heard his terrifying voice, I couldn’t answer. My hips kept twitching upward, refusing to settle.
Then he pressed his palm hard against my lower abdomen and began spanking my breasts with brutal force.
Slap!
"Haueuet...! Kyaaat!!"
The hot sting of the slap on my breast was unmistakable.
The area on my breast turned bright red, imprinted with the shape of his palm.
I regained my senses and looked at him. He was holding a pen in his hand.