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Toilet Slave in Japan
- Narrado por: Virtual Voice
- Duración: 2 h y 11 m
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Toilet Slave in Japan
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My name is Lukas, a 20-year-old Engineering student from Munich, Germany. It was the chilling month of March when I stepped off the airplane and onto the soil of the Land of the Rising Sun. The skyline of monolithic skyscrapers, like mirrors reflecting the afternoon sun, greatly differed from the old world architecture I was used to back home. Despite this drastic change, the mixture of excitement and nerves overshadowed any concerns. It was my first time in Japan, an entirely different culture, language, food, and environment; definitely something daunting, yet equally exhilarating.
I would be studying in a university located in the heart of this bustling city. Known for its diverse faculties and student-friendly environment, it was home to many international students, making it a melting pot of different cultures. Not to mention the fact that it was located right smack in the middle of lively shopping districts, historic temples, and a plethora of eccentric food stalls. It was the ideal place to immerse myself in Japanese culture while pursuing my academics.
One thing you should know about me is that I am not the typical muscular and outgoing foreigner that you might envision. I am actually small, even by German standards, standing only about 5 foot 6 and weighing around 55 kilograms. My skinny frame and bespectacled look gives me more of a bookish, nerd-like appearance than a hunky European football player type.
Having grown up an only child, I was more interested in things such as video games, robotics, and all types of sci-fi books. The stereotype of an engineer being introverted seems to be true in my case. I had a handful of friends back home, sure, but they were more like me – all boys and mostly introverted. I had never even held a conversation longer than a few minutes with a girl.
But now I was standing on the threshing floor of change, standing halfway across the world in a new country, new school, and about to meet my three dorm mates, all of whom were Japanese girls. Life was about to change drastically, and I prepared myself for the ride.
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A shiver ran down my spine, a blend of anticipation and dread. I braced myself for what awaited, knowing that there was no escape from the humiliation that was about to unfold.
Mai positioned herself above me once again, her delicate frame casting a shadow over my face. Suddenly, a feral growl sounded from within her, a primal warning of what was to come. *GRRRRAAAAWWWLLL*
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Mai unleashed a torrent of liquid waste upon me. The sound of her diarrhea hitting the floor mingled with my desperate gasps for breath, as I struggled to cope with the assault on my senses.
"FWEEEEEE!!!" Mai squealed in delight, her voice a pitch-perfect imitation of a young child's gleeful giggle. "Look, Lukas-chan! It's going everywhere!"
The room filled with the cacophony of liquid excretion, as *SPLATTERS* and *GUSHES* intermingled with my own muffled cries. Mai's laughter grew louder, drowning out any semblance of humanity that remained within me.
I could taste the foul concoction coating my tongue, my senses overwhelmed by the bitter, putrid flavor. It clung to my throat, a suffocating reminder of my servitude to Mai's twisted desires.
"Open wide, Lukas-chan!" Mai exclaimed, her voice filled with malicious cheer. "I have so much for you to enjoy!"
I would be studying in a university located in the heart of this bustling city. Known for its diverse faculties and student-friendly environment, it was home to many international students, making it a melting pot of different cultures. Not to mention the fact that it was located right smack in the middle of lively shopping districts, historic temples, and a plethora of eccentric food stalls. It was the ideal place to immerse myself in Japanese culture while pursuing my academics.
One thing you should know about me is that I am not the typical muscular and outgoing foreigner that you might envision. I am actually small, even by German standards, standing only about 5 foot 6 and weighing around 55 kilograms. My skinny frame and bespectacled look gives me more of a bookish, nerd-like appearance than a hunky European football player type.
Having grown up an only child, I was more interested in things such as video games, robotics, and all types of sci-fi books. The stereotype of an engineer being introverted seems to be true in my case. I had a handful of friends back home, sure, but they were more like me – all boys and mostly introverted. I had never even held a conversation longer than a few minutes with a girl.
But now I was standing on the threshing floor of change, standing halfway across the world in a new country, new school, and about to meet my three dorm mates, all of whom were Japanese girls. Life was about to change drastically, and I prepared myself for the ride.
***********************************************
A shiver ran down my spine, a blend of anticipation and dread. I braced myself for what awaited, knowing that there was no escape from the humiliation that was about to unfold.
Mai positioned herself above me once again, her delicate frame casting a shadow over my face. Suddenly, a feral growl sounded from within her, a primal warning of what was to come. *GRRRRAAAAWWWLLL*
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Mai unleashed a torrent of liquid waste upon me. The sound of her diarrhea hitting the floor mingled with my desperate gasps for breath, as I struggled to cope with the assault on my senses.
"FWEEEEEE!!!" Mai squealed in delight, her voice a pitch-perfect imitation of a young child's gleeful giggle. "Look, Lukas-chan! It's going everywhere!"
The room filled with the cacophony of liquid excretion, as *SPLATTERS* and *GUSHES* intermingled with my own muffled cries. Mai's laughter grew louder, drowning out any semblance of humanity that remained within me.
I could taste the foul concoction coating my tongue, my senses overwhelmed by the bitter, putrid flavor. It clung to my throat, a suffocating reminder of my servitude to Mai's twisted desires.
"Open wide, Lukas-chan!" Mai exclaimed, her voice filled with malicious cheer. "I have so much for you to enjoy!"
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