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🕑 Added 2025-09-27 23:30:49 +0000 UTCChapter 32 Part 1
Three days later, everything finally came to an end. Fang Zheng’s case and Fang He’s case were tried in court on the same day.
Fang Zheng was convicted on seven counts, including rape, illegal detention, forced prostitution, and tax evasion. He was sentenced to 15 years in prison, had all his illegal gains confiscated, and was forced by the court to dissolve his ownership contract with sex slave Gu Ling.
Fang He was convicted on nine counts, including illegal entry, rape, attempted murder, illegal detention, and forced prostitution. He was sentenced to life imprisonment, permanently deprived of political rights, and had all his personal property confiscated.
Hearing the verdict, Gu Ling and Fang Qianyi, who had been enslaved for over ten years, could not hold back their tears.
After leaving the court, we went straight to the civil affairs bureau. Gu Ling could finally be free from bondage, with not a single shred of attachment toward her former master Fang Zheng.
The registry clerk, who hadn’t seen me for long, was very surprised to see me again this time I wasn’t there to sign or dissolve a contract.
Holding the court’s documentation, the clerk nodded, took back Gu Ling’s sex slave ID.
From this day forth, in the eyes of the law, Gu Ling was finally a free woman.
The clerk said, “Ms. Gu, given your situation no job and no residence from your former owner you can apply to the government for assistance. For the next three months, you can get between 1,000 and 2,000 yuan per month; since you have a school-aged child, it should be the maximum. After those three months, if you haven’t found work, the government can assign you a position. But I suggest you find one on your own the government jobs are all ‘comfort services,’ which are basically the same as sex work, only the money is worse much less than you’d make on your own and your clients would be from places like nursing homes, psych wards, or shelters.”
Seeing Gu Ling hesitate, I nodded toward her. “We’ll find a job. And this assistance?”
The clerk smiled, “To get it, go to the government’s sex slave office to apply bring her documents, and that’s all.”
“Got it, thanks…”
“No need,” Gu Ling shook her head. Then she handed the clerk her household registration book back, as well as another household registration book and an owner’s permit.
It looked familiar to me.
Then Gu Ling suddenly knelt down it startled me, and I moved to help her up, but she clung to my leg and wouldn’t get up.
“Mr. Yu please, please take me as your sex slave I’m willing to serve you for life work for you prostitute myself for you earn money for you”
I flustered, “No, no, no, what are you doing? Fang Qianyi, help your mom up.”
I turned to look only to see Qianyi taking her clothes off.
I quickly grabbed her. She was gritting her teeth not entirely unwilling so I hurried to explain, “That day, I was joking. I never actually meant to take you two as my sex slaves. I wanted you to be more guarded not so easy to trust someone. You two are so beautiful, people will definitely have designs on you. I just wanted to scare you make sure you didn’t walk in naked like that again.”
Qianyi stopped her movements; I sighed in relief. “Put your clothes back on.”
She glanced once at her naked, kneeling mother, but said nothing. I turned to Gu Ling, “Get up. Yes, I helped you but my private motives have nothing to do with you, and you don’t need to repay me. Living well from here on is thanks enough. Now get up.”
But Gu Ling shook her head: “No Mr. Yu I It’s not just to repay you I truly want to be your sex slave. On the night you brought us home from Fang Zheng’s, I told Yiyi I knew once Fang Zheng was sentenced I’d definitely be free but I’ve been a sex slave for nearly twenty years, this ‘freedom’ makes me deeply uneasy Also, all I know is how to serve men I can’t do anything else I see your slave Keke so happy with you so I want that too”
She hugged tighter to my leg, desperately: “I’m not not trying to use you no way Since the day you saved us from Fang Zheng, I’ve thought you’re reliable Even when you speak coldly, I know under the words there’s warmth Yu Qi you’re the gentlest man I’ve ever met From that time, I thought if you were my master it’d be so good While the tax bureau held me, I dreamed of you every day masturbated thinking of you I still remember your fingers working in my pussy and the taste of your cock your semen I remember it all perfectly The past days I’ve secretly watched you with Keke and the others I want to join you so badly even just to lick your asshole drink your piss suck your toes I’d be happy But I knew I couldn’t tempt you until I was free of Fang Zheng Yu Qi please let me be your slave Otherwise I’ll feel so unsafe You can use me however you wish prostitution, anything I’m willing Master Master~”
Everyone else in the hall watched like it was some juicy drama; I felt awkward as hell. The clerk grinned, “Mr. Yu your life is as vigorous as your cock”
I shook my head: “Aren’t you afraid I’ll treat you like Fang Zheng did?”
“You won’t Even if you do, I’ll be happy I want to be your toy your toilet”
The clerk muttered, “Hopeless lovebrain.”
Gu Ling, in a rare girlish playfulness, said to the clerk, “Yes, I am a lovebrain.”
Maybe this was how Fang Zheng had caught her back then.
She raised her eyes to me full of pleading.
Nearby, the peanut gallery muttered.
“With looks like that, this guy’s hit the jackpot.”
“He’s not agreeing? Idiot.”
“If she were my slave, I’d fuck her fifty times a day.”
“Damn, she’s leaking right onto the floor.”
I said quickly, “Don’t rush, let’s go home to discuss ”
“No!” Still naked, she clung to my leg.
“You’re being just like your daughter now.”
“I won’t go unless you agree.”
She clung tight.
I looked to Qianyi to help, but she turned away, pretending not to see.
The clerk knocked the desk, chuckling. “Mr. Yu, are we doing this? There’s a line.”
“Yes! Do it at once!” Gu Ling blurted.
The clerk even smiled at me: “How many? Taking mother and daughter both?”
More whispers: “Holy shit, mother-daughter pair? Dick’s gonna snap.”
“Two pink-haired babes, so fresh fuck, just looking, I’m ready to blow.”
Deep breath. “Alright, just her.”
Gu Ling beamed, rubbing against my leg: “Master Master you’ll be my master from now on Master”
Then came the oath, the photos. Even though it was just one person, Qianyi still stripped so I could sit on her back for the photo op.
With the certificate in hand, I asked Gu Ling, “Happy now?”
She rubbed at me from the floor.
The clerk said, “Congratulations Mr. Yu two gorgeous slaves now. If you opened a brothel, you’d rake it in.”
A man sidled up: “Bro, how much? Let me have her for a night, name the price.”
“Fuck off.”
He left grumbling: “Idiot, wasting a pretty slave on nothing.”
Gu Ling turned to me: “Master I can prostitute I’m still a licensed whore It’s all I know”
“Do you like it?”
She thought, then, “I’m used to it. My three holes have been filled almost daily for over a decade. Getting gangbanged again is fine; Master, your bitch wants to be of use~”
The creepy man returned, “See? This bitch wants cock. Gorgeous like that I’ll give 1,000 for a fast one out front. Easy money.”
I ignored him. “You won’t be prostituting anymore.”
Her eyes misted.
“Hold it in. Cry and I’ll hit you.”
She smiled instead, hugging my leg: “Yes yes Master, kill me kill your bitch~”
More comments from the sidelines: “Born whore damn slut.”
The clerk said, “Anyway, Mr. Yu, you can keep her old lewd tattoo or get a new one. Then you need to replace her chip at the hospital. If she stops prostituting, go to the sex slave office to cancel her whore license. Don’t forget her prostitute work permit.”
“Thanks.”
“No problem also…you free tonight? Dinner?”
I brushed that off. With Gu Ling and Qianyi, I headed to Zhang Jing’s for the tattoo.
She was surprised, “Yo, back again? This time?”
She sized up Gu Ling and Qianyi, “Two more? Your cock must be unstoppable.”
“Just one. Tattoo on the lower belly, normal style. I’ll watch.”
“You’re the boss.”
Midway I asked, “Washing off the old one?”
Zhang paused, “Old? She was someone else’s slave?”
I nodded. Zhang looked her over, “Where is it? Don’t see it.”
“On her anus,” I admitted.
“Let me see.”
Gu Ling flopped down, spread herself no shame, she’d done this for countless men.
Zhang studied it: “Tricky.”
“Can’t erase?”
“Possible, but you know ass nerves are sensitive. Tattooing or erasing there hurts. Might as well keep it looks hot and adds spice when you fuck her.”
I hesitated not because I disliked it, but worried about Gu Ling’s thoughts.
“You don’t like it?”
“That’s not it, I just ”
“I get it,” Zhang patted her ass. “You hear, beauty?”
Gu Ling looked back, “Master keep it I like it~”
“Then we’ll keep it.”
Zhang continued, and Gu Ling piped up, “Master~ can I ask something?”
“Go on.”
“I want your name tattooed on me.”
“Good idea,” Zhang said. “Art signature design for 100.”
I gave her a look. “You’re relentless.”
She grinned, “Fuck me and I’ll waive the fee, give you a discount.”
“You think I’m buying sex?”
“Come on, you don’t lose anything ink’s free if you do.”
I ignored her, told Gu Ling, “No need.”
She bit her lip; I gave in: “Fine, where?”
She kissed me, “On my breast here, glowing ink like Keke’s.”
“It’ll hurt.”
“No Master kiss me and it won’t hurt~”
Zhang shook her head, “Never seen a master so obedient.”
“Hehe because he’s the best in the world”
“All done?” I asked.
Zhang shrugged, “Sure. Most masters torture their slaves during tattoos. I’ve seen plenty of assholes literally.”
“Ever suck them off?”
