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🕑 Added 2025-01-26 03:22:41 +0000 UTCVolume 2: Shameful Exposure - Chapter 18
Intermittent moans escaped the aroused girl's lips as sexual fluids flowed endlessly down her thighs. With her hands pressing down on her skirt and her body slightly arched, the girl's gaze was drawn to the dazzling array of sex toys before her. She completely failed to notice the burning stare coming from nearby.
The sex shop owner looked the girl up and down. Since she hadn't noticed him, he shamelessly examined her from head to toe multiple times, then a meaningful, lewd smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
The men were already observing the girl from just outside the store through the display window.
Besides a few scantily-clad mannequins in the window and some faint reflections from the dimly lit interior, the inside of the store was actually quite visible from outside. However, due to the nature of the merchandise, passersby generally avoided looking directly inside. So only the men and a few others who had followed earlier could see the girl.
Of course, only the leader and a few others could hear the sounds from inside the store through the phone.
The girl's body was still under stimulation, her mind immersed in extreme shame. The change in lighting made her regain her senses slightly.
What met her eyes were various vibrators and egg vibrators of different sizes and shapes - sex toys the girl was now familiar with. Combined with the obscene atmosphere of the surroundings and decor, it immediately plunged the girl back into lustful fantasies.
The terrifying orgasms she had experienced that morning were cruel torture to the calm girl, but to the now aroused girl, they were memories of ultimate pleasure to savor.
She imagined the different sized egg vibrators before her turning on one by one and being inserted into her anus, vibrating and pulsing. In reality, she could also feel the pleasure of large spheres vibrating against her rectal walls from her anus to the depths of her rectum.
Then her gaze was drawn to the vibrators. She imagined the various shaped vibrators thrusting in and out of her vagina. In reality, she could also feel the stimulation of the huge rod rotating inside her, its textured surface grinding against her vaginal walls.
Finally, her eyes moved to the increasingly large vibrators and butt plugs. The imagined stretching of both her holes overlapped with reality.
Surprisingly, it made the already heavily stimulated girl feel: "It's not enough... I want more..."
The girl's fantasy was interrupted by a large hand - one that suddenly slapped her buttocks.
The one who slapped her awake was the sex shop owner, a middle-aged man. His gaze fixed on the girl now flashed with blatantly obscene intentions.
The owner only came in when his hired staff had days off, and the girl happened to encounter him.
Normally when her buttocks were suddenly slapped, the girl would have cried out in shock and fled. But this time she let out a sweet cry, then her legs went weak and she collapsed onto the floor, pressing down on her skirt.
Unexpectedly, the two protruding objects outside her leather panties struck the floor. The two huge rods inside her body slammed deep into her, making the girl arch her back and tremble uncontrollably in front of the owner. Once again she put on a shameless display of orgasm in front of a stranger.
The owner had already guessed from the girl's embarrassed expression and exposed clothing that she must have something inserted below. But he didn't say anything, pretending nothing was amiss as he waited for her trembling to slowly subside.
As the girl slowly recovered and tried to stand up, she suddenly shuddered greatly again.
The men noticed the owner standing in front of the girl. As if deliberately putting on a show, they simultaneously activated the twisting functions of the two huge rods inside her body.
This time the girl didn't fall down, because the quick-thinking owner steadied her. Receiving his help, the girl naturally thanked him with gasps while looking at him. Then her gaze met the owner's lewd look tinged with mockery.
"The little slut really likes being watched, constantly in heat like this. Aren't you afraid of dirtying someone else's floor? Be careful not to orgasm and pee like usual."
The girl was already mortified seeing the owner's unconcealed obscene gaze. Just then, the men's mocking words came through her earpiece, further reminding her that repeatedly reaching the peak of pleasure in public in front of strangers was absolutely perverted exhibitionist behavior!
The man's words also reminded the girl of another important matter - something her shame-filled mind had overlooked. When brought up by the man, the urge to urinate immediately surged.
"No... don't... pee... spare me... mm... I can't hold it... ugh... turn it down a little... please..."
The girl kept pleading softly. Guessing she was talking to her master, the owner leisurely observed the girl's coy appearance as she clearly endured immense pleasure.
Suddenly the girl looked up at the owner. Her gaze went from surprised to awkward to shy and troubled. The rich changes in expression, combined with her flushed cheeks and pitiful tear-filled eyes, left even the self-proclaimed experienced owner somewhat dazed.
"Um... excuse me... do you have... ugh... s-sell... pee... pee... urethral... plugs... mm..."
Ordered by the men to buy this obscene toy she had never heard of but whose purpose was obvious from the name, the girl really couldn't bring herself to say it. But when the men threatened to turn all functions of the huge rods in her two holes to maximum, the girl gave in.
"Of course, my stock is very complete. I have all kinds of depraved items."
The owner replied immediately, emphasizing the word "depraved".
Of course, this wasn't the owner's usual sales pitch. But in the current situation, it was very clear the girl's master wanted to humiliate her. The owner was happy to go along with it and heap more insults on the girl.
As the owner walked to a nearby shelf to get something, the girl finally noticed there were other customers in the store - a couple who looked like lovers. They wore expressions of disbelief, and quickly looked away awkwardly when they met the girl's gaze.
Everyone must have heard what I just said...
The girl lowered her head again in shame, looking at the floor by her feet. Only then did she realize her sexual fluids flowing down her thighs had already dirtied the floor...
"This one. Do you know how to use it?"
The owner handed the girl a box. Through the packaging she could see it was a very thin, short metal rod with a small ball on one end and a ring on the other.
Though the girl guessed how to use this thing, she wasn't absolutely certain. So she shook her head in response to the owner's question.
The owner was thinking of what excuse to use to get the girl's master to agree to let him demonstrate how to use the urethral plug on her body. But he noticed the girl's expression undergo another complex change. She kept glancing at him furtively while muttering "How could this be" and "This is too much".
In fact, the owner's guess wasn't wrong. Hearing the owner's question through the phone, the men's instructions to the girl were to ask the owner to directly insert the urethral plug for her.
The girl had wanted to protest, but after speaking briefly she clutched her lower abdomen and cried out, unable to continue. The men had also activated the vibration function of the vaginal rod and the rotation function of the anal beads.
Though all were still at the lowest settings, having both holes simultaneously stimulated by three different modes created six different sensations that mixed into a flood striking the girl's fully aroused sexual nerves. She clenched her legs tightly and trembled for quite a while before barely suppressing her intense urge to urinate.
"I... don't know... how to use it... ah... could you... please... help me... ugh... help me... put it in... please..."
The girl gave in again, pleading to the owner with moans. Tears finally fell from her eyes down her cheeks. But the owner ignored her tears, agreeing while starting to open the packaging.
Not knowing if the other party was watching, the owner had the girl continue standing in her original position. He brought over a chair for her to sit on, then lifted her skirt to look. But he encountered a problem - the leather panties were locked.
The owner didn't say anything, but the girl realized the leather panties needed a key to be removed.
"Um... I'll go get it..."
Pressing her lower abdomen, the girl walked out of the sex shop with small steps. The men's voices immediately came through her earpiece: "We left the key in the men's restroom earlier. Go get it yourself. Don't come over to us, we don't want others to know we're associated with a perverted exhibitionist like you."
The men's last words made the girl feel very hurt, but she had no choice except to cry.
Moreover, walking into the brightly lit mall again, her exposed outfit soon drew attention from those around her. Burning gazes stabbed at the girl once more.
Though being forced to make lewd requests to strangers earlier was also shameful, it was subtly different from this kind of public exposure.
Not having to expend mental energy thinking how to respond actually allowed the girl to pay more attention to her surroundings.
But after that conversation earlier, the girl's mental state had become much clearer. Though the stimulation to her two holes was still very intense, her body, repeatedly trained by the men, had not only become more and more sensitive, but could also amazingly maintain thought amidst the frenzied pleasure.
To the men, the girl's "progress" gave them an even more interesting sex doll. But for the girl, it made her even less able to withstand the men's abuse, yet also less able to resist...
Walking through the mall, the girl paid more attention to people's gazes than before. Her focus was no longer just on her own body and clothes. She no longer imitated an ostrich by lowering her head and pretending not to see. Instead, she kept sneaking glances at passersby, noting their reactions.
Though this mall wasn't a particularly prosperous shopping area, there were still quite a few people leisurely browsing on the holiday. All kinds of people mixed together in a lively atmosphere.
But wherever the girl passed, the noisy sounds would immediately quiet down. Almost everyone would look at the girl in surprise simultaneously, then their reactions would evolve into various different ones.
Some awkwardly glanced then looked away. Some lewdly stared directly at her exposed chest and thighs. Some curiously examined her face as if trying to see through her dark glasses. Some looked her up and down contemptuously while whispering to those beside them. Some even frantically covered their children's eyes...
Actually, being the center of attention in a crowd wasn't an unfamiliar feeling for the girl.
As an excellent student in both academics and conduct, the girl had always been the focus of teachers and classmates at school. But those were gazes of praise and admiration.
Now the gazes fixed on the girl were lewd, contemptuous, and disgusted. They not only showed how eye-catching the girl's current appearance was, but also reminded her how filthy her image was now.
But the girl couldn't escape. She couldn't even walk faster.
The huge rods vibrating, twisting and rotating in her two holes constantly created massive carnal stimulation inside the girl's body. She had to carefully suppress it to prevent herself from disgracing herself in public like earlier.
Though the girl didn't want to think about it, she vaguely knew everyone had noticed her abnormal state, especially the clear fluids constantly flowing down her thighs. There was no need to think to know what those were.
But when the girl stood in front of the men's restroom and steeled herself to push open the door, her shame surged again. A lewd exhibitionist girl voluntarily entering the men's restroom was an unimaginably shameless act no matter how you looked at it.
But the shame of pushing open the door was still far from the limit. Because after the girl entered, the men using the urinals and washing their hands immediately looked at her in surprise. Many were still urinating, their dark penises exposed before the girl's eyes.
The space inside the men's room was of course not as spacious as outside. Almost everyone was looking at the girl from close range.
With no acquaintances around, the men shamelessly ogled the girl's body. The girl even saw several men who had been urinating quickly become erect.
The girl had never seen the process of an erection before. She couldn't help but look for a few extra moments. As a result, one of the men noticed her gaze. As if putting on a show, he deliberately shook his newly urinated, erect penis, stroked it a couple times, then walked past the girl to the sink with his large penis exposed.
What made the girl even more embarrassed was that the men's room was much quieter than outside. As a result, the low mechanical sounds of the huge rods operating in the girl's two holes became extremely clear.
The sounds clearly coming from under the girl's short skirt made all the men look at her lower body with strange, meaningful smiles.
According to the leader's instructions, the key was on the urinal furthest inside.
The girl didn't dare raise her head as she walked over, afraid of making eye contact with the men. But looking down, all she saw were penises. One man even hurriedly put his penis away and fled, as if the girl was a pervert who had deliberately come in to molest them.
The immense shame made the girl just want to quickly get the key. She could no longer pay attention to the two huge rods inside her body.
After grabbing the key, the girl suddenly started running. She burst out the door and ran back to the sex shop without stopping.
As soon as she entered the store, the girl immediately handed the key to the owner, then knelt down clutching her abdomen.
The bout of running was equivalent to violently stirring the two huge rods in her vagina and rectum. The girl felt her bladder had expanded to its limit. She could no longer hold it.
The owner didn't say much. He picked the girl up and sat her on the chair, lifted her skirt, then skillfully unlocked the leather panties.
"No! Don't pull them out... If you pull them out now... I won't be able to hold it..."
If the two huge rods were pulled out now, especially the string of large textured spheres in her anus, the girl thought of how each large sphere passing through her anus would trigger the kind of defecation pleasure she had experienced multiple times. It would definitely cause her to lose control and spray urine as well.
"Insert it like this? Are you sure?"
The girl's words somewhat surprised the owner. Actually, he had already been surprised when he first unlocked the leather panties. He didn't expect the two rods inside to be so thick. He imagined the length must not be short either.
The girl nodded to the owner. Getting the girl's consent, the owner took out two other bottles from the packaging and carefully applied their contents to the metal rod in sequence.
"Bear with it, it will hurt a bit... or maybe hurt a lot."
The girl didn't know how to use a urethral plug, so she definitely hadn't used one before. And from her appearance, she was clearly trying to hold in her urine. So her urethra must be tightly clenched.
Given this, even with the metal rod coated in lubricant, the owner was certain forcibly inserting the urethral plug would not be pleasant for the girl.
"Spread it open yourself."
The owner had the girl spread open her labia that were gripping the vibrator. Though exposing herself to a stranger like this was incredibly humiliating, the violent urge to urinate left the girl no choice.
The small hole between her erect clitoris and the vagina gripping the vibrator was pulsing and twitching. The owner aimed the end of the metal rod with the small ball at that hole. As soon as it touched, the girl immediately let out a scream.
But the owner didn't stop. He also didn't continue. Instead, he started tracing circles around the small hole with the rod.
"No... ah... don't... please... hurry and put it in... mm... really... ugh... I'm going to pee..."
The girl couldn't bear the shame of urinating in public. But the result was the even more shameful act of begging a stranger to insert a urethral plug. Under the men's orders, the girl had no choice.
Besides the huge rods in her two holes and the urge to urinate in her bladder, there seemed to be another strange pleasure growing wildly in her lower abdomen.
But the owner wasn't in a hurry. Actually, he was quite skilled at "training". From the girl's reactions, it seemed she could endure a bit longer.
He forcefully pushed the small ball into her tightly closed urethra. The girl immediately cried out in pain.
"No! Don't pull it out!"
But instead of inserting the urethral plug further, the shop owner suddenly pulled it out.
"Let's let the urethra get used to it first. This way it won't hurt as much."
The shop owner made up an excuse with a smile, then slowly inserted the small ball again.
"No need... I'm not afraid of pain... Mm... Just push it in... forcefully... No! Don't pull it out again!"
After inserting the small ball, the shop owner gently pulled on the metal rod, stirring it.
The shop owner had deliberately positioned the girl's chair facing the store entrance, so the men could see everything.
Hearing the girl still cry out that she wasn't afraid of pain and asking the owner to insert it quickly, the men couldn't help but laugh.
Anyone could see that the shop owner was just toying with the girl.
Another scream, and the shop owner pulled out the small ball again. He noticed the opening's pulsing had become more rapid. The shop owner knew the girl couldn't hold on much longer.
He inserted the small ball again, then accompanied by the girl's low moans of anguish, pushed it bit by bit along her urethra.
To achieve the effect of blocking the urethra, the small ball was of course slightly larger than the narrow urethra.
While the girl was forcefully clenching her urethra, the shop owner used his strength to force in the small ball. The intense pain made the girl lose control and scream loudly. The volume startled even the shop owner. Then a newly unwrapped ball gag appeared in the girl's mouth.
Though it couldn't stop her screams, it effectively lowered the volume.
After the metal rod was inserted some distance, resistance began to increase. It had clearly reached the sphincter muscle in the urethra. But of course the urethral sphincter was no match for arm strength. It didn't hinder the small ball's insertion at all. The only effect was to once again cover the girl's face with tears and saliva.
But the girl's hands still dutifully continued to spread open her labia. The excruciating pain in her urethra hadn't diminished her resolve.
When the small ball reached her urethral opening again, the shop owner pushed it back deep into her urethra. He actually began slowly thrusting it in and out!
The girl finally realized the shop owner's intentions and began to struggle.
But the shop owner was prepared. He forcefully shoved the metal rod, inserting the small ball deep into her urethra again. Then he took out leather handcuffs he had readied earlier, cuffing the girl's hands to the chair back and her legs to the armrests.
Next, the shop owner leaned close to the girl and picked up the hands-free device hanging by her ear. He asked: "You don't mind, right?"
The men answered where the girl couldn't hear: "Play with her however you want, just don't remove the glasses."
Then the shop owner hung the device back by the girl's ear. Another session of abuse officially began.
