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Wu Ming has been a slave since he was a child. Although he has never had a proper master, he can never forget the people he has met. Some of them are gentle, some are tyrannical, and their personalities are very different, but they have one thing in common: they do not treat slaves as human beings. He has seen slaves who died in their masters' beds due to overdosing and were thrown into the wilderness, and he has also seen slaves who were sent to prostitution houses after becoming pregnant. Those low-level beastmen, who are either soft or strong, can only cry in cages or on the streets, with no light in their eyes. He knows that he is different. His pure Shi Mu Clan bloodline makes it difficult for him to be sold. The high-level beastmen think they are difficult to control, and the middle-level beastmen think they can only kill. So compared to those slaves who have given birth to hybrid offspring for their masters at the age of twelve or thirteen, he, who has not been bought at the age of fourteen, is so special and unwelcome in the slave market. Until that day, when the cage that held him was covered with black cloth, affixed with thunder talismans and moved bumpily, he knew that he finally had a master. But if this master didn't want him, he would become a small, dried-up corpse on his fifteenth birthday because he had no source of life energy. As a result, he was used as a tool for venting in the cage. The slimy tentacles wrapped around his neck, and the suction cups stuck firmly to his skin. The suffocation and the punishment of the thunder talisman triggered by being forced to stick to the cage made him fall into a coma before he could see his master. Later, most of his internal organs were removed, and he watched with his own eyes as a jackal chewed off his bloody spleen. I don't know if I should be thankful that they left me with the heart that Shi Mu Clan relied on for survival and a set of organs that everyone has for reproduction. Finally, he woke up in the warmth, and all he could see was the wooden ceiling and walls, with warm yellow lights hanging on them. He felt that someone was around him, and the distance was very close, so close that he could hear the person's breathing. Following the sound, he saw a face he had never seen before, and it didn't look like a land race at all. The short dark blue hair rubbed against the tip of his nose, which made him feel itchy. The skin of this person was light blue, and there were scattered scales on his face and neck that reflected the light. There was also a claw, a claw like a dragon, resting on his body. The half of his arm exposed in the soft pajamas was only covered with black scales. There was a hot, energetic feeling coming from his heart. A strong beating heart was a condition that would only appear after their clan made a contract. He made a contract with this strange race in front of him. From now on, he truly became a slave with a master... How should he get along with him? This problem did not bother him for a long time, because on the second day, the master woke up and opened his eyes and looked at him with his deep red vertical pupils, then used his slender tongue to pry open his mouth and explore his heart. The warm tip of the tongue wandered over his heart, and the stimulation brought by the pain and itching made him hard. Shi Mu ClanThe most important organ is the heart, which is strong but fragile, and this kind of just right stimulation can bring sexual desire. They need to have sex with their masters to fix the master-servant relationship. The maternal body fluids and the paternal semen are the main sources of stable relationships. His lower body was pressed against his master's legs, and he could clearly feel the scales at the front of his penis. The tongue quickly retracted, as if just to confirm something. He didn't know what to do next, so he could only boldly reach out and cover his unconvincing lower body. "I put the scales on your heart. Will this guarantee that you can survive and count as a contract?" The master's voice was very pleasant, gentle but full of alienation. Wu Ming Pursed his lips, determined to survive, he said: "Please make love with me, we need the master's semen to survive better, the scales, the scales will only keep us alive temporarily, and it will not count as the completion of the contract." After saying that, he saw his master with a look of difficulty, and he climbed up from the bed and stood by the bed scratching his head. The powerful and thick tail that protruded from his pants remained on the bed, and as it moved, it passed over the back of his hand and pressed down on his erection. This was the first time he felt sexual desire, and he ejaculated in his pants, which were obviously newly changed, without any defense. He looked up in fear and looked at his master's performance, but he saw something that was so big that it was scary hidden behind his underwear after his pajamas were taken off. It was bigger than anyone he had seen, and it was just dormant. The master stripped himself naked and returned to the bed, grabbed his hand and put it on his underwear, letting him feel the size of that thing. He heard the master say: "I checked your physical condition, you can't bear it. The group mother told me about the contract, but I decided to wait until your physical fitness is good before doing those things. But if you need semen, I can give it to you, but the way is that you can only drink it." The master carefully covered him with a quilt while he was swallowing the thing, and said: "My name is Ni, I am from the sea tribe. Our tribe does not allow slaves. You were forced to be forced to me by those people in the team. They said that if I don't make a contract with you, you will die soon. So..." Wu Ming gently spit out the thing that had become erect and thicker, and the saliva and the oozing liquid mixed to pull up a long silver thread. He waited for this master to sentence him to death. "So you can just call me Ni in the future. If you need a contract, just say it. The dragon tribe can control their sexual desire to vent, and semen is available at any time." He felt that the scales on his heart were melting and turning into a new heart beating. He lowered his head and swallowed the giant thing completely into his throat. He knew that the master also understood what he was doing.
The huge hard claws gently rested on his head, and the giant thing in his mouth suddenly jumped on its own, and then something with a fiery temperature flowed into his empty abdomen. It was as if a fire was ignited inside him, roasting his lower body. The energy of the dragon clan made his limbs and bones shake, and he forgot to spit out the master's penis in his daze. It was not until Ni himself pulled the softened thing out of the cub-like boy's mouth that the boy, who seemed to be dead, suddenly breathed heavily. Seeing the boy's originally black eyes with vertical pupils like his own, Ni knew that this boy would depend on him from today to live until death. At the same time, he also saw the boy's raised lower body, and the small thing that was probably only as thick as his finger was trembling against his pajamas. "The races on land attach great importance to the release of sexual desire. If you don't feel disgusted and want to mate with them, you must pay attention to the other party's state. The maternal family will let her enjoy it, and the paternal family will let him release it. This is instinct." The words of his parents made him slowly reach his hand into the boy's pajamas. But Wu Ming's penis was too small, and he didn't dare to touch it. The boy was still panting in the chaos of the contract, and there was saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth because he couldn't swallow it in time. In desperation, Ni opened the quilt, gently pulled off Wu Ming's underwear, and stretched out his tongue to wrap around the small pillar. The boy's body trembled, his breathing became more rapid, and he pushed his waist up involuntarily. Maybe he should move, Ni thought so. Just gently tightened and loosened his tongue, and saw water flowing out of the small penis. It seemed that there was a hole. Ni, who didn't know much about the body structure of land people, slowly used his sharp nails to carefully poke the hole that was not clear to the naked eye. Wu Ming woke up, waking up from the stimulation and pleasure from his lower body. He saw the master using his sharp claws to reach into his body, and the huge pain combined with the semen still burning in his body, he couldn't stand it, so he ejaculated in an involuntary spasm. Strictly speaking, his virginity was indeed given to the master, along with the thin semen and humiliating urine. Shi Mu Clan had strong abilities, and the added bonus was sexual desire. Wu Ming could not call the master's name, he could only live under the master's orders and body, craving for semen and the contract that would allow him to continue his life. "Master, my name is Wu Ming. I will do whatever you ask, even if it means death." His master did not speak, but picked him up, wrapped him in the clean quilt, and slowly walked out of the house.
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