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Chapter 14: Oral Technique Training (Part 1) (Choking Threat, Oral Sex Training) 

As the man's figure drew closer, Liu Yong, who had been briefly lost in fantasy, suddenly snapped back to reality. Somewhat panicked, he desperately rotated his eyeballs, trying to clearly see the man's every move. 

In fact, the man didn't have a particularly striking presence. He was more like the type that would be easily overlooked in a crowd. 

However, since Liu Yong had been drugged and captured by this damned club, the only ones he'd had prolonged contact with were this man and Number Sixteen. Number Sixteen was the man's slave, completely obedient to him, almost like a puppet without its own thoughts. So the only one who could really catch Liu Yong's attention was this man. 

The man's training methods weren't actually that cruel. He hadn't even made Liu Yong bleed so far. 

But whether it was the initial cleaning and enema, the long wait in darkness, or the extreme pleasure training that just about tore his body apart - these were all things Liu Yong had never experienced before, enough to break his psychological limits. 

Liu Yong had to admit, he was truly afraid to face this man again. He really didn't dare to resist anymore. 

"Heh, finally learned your lesson, huh?" 

The man instantly understood the meaning in Liu Yong's eyes. He reached out to grab Liu Yong's jaw, his thumb stroking back and forth across the moist, full lips. Suddenly, he felt heat on his fingertip - Liu Yong had actually imitated Number Sixteen from earlier, sticking out his tongue to lick the man. 

The man was startled, then said: "You greedy little thing, you've already learned to beg for food? Don't worry, as long as you can swallow it, I'll make sure you're not hungry. But what you'll be licking isn't my finger, it's this!" 

Liu Yong felt a gentle but firm push on the back of his head, immediately moving forward involuntarily. But the metal collar on his neck was still firmly tethered by the chain. This lunge only changed his posture from looking up to looking down. The collar at his throat immediately sank into his flesh, even compressing his Adam's apple. His breathing was obstructed, and he couldn't help but struggle. 

But the hand behind his head remained unusually steady. No matter how Liu Yong shook his head, it stayed firmly in place. Only when Liu Yong quickly controlled his actions and obediently looked at what the man was indicating did the pressure ease, allowing air to flow back into his lungs. 

It was an entire row of dildos, but their material was completely different from the one still inserted in his ass. They were soft in texture, dark in color, looking almost exactly like real human penises. 

The dildos were arranged in order of size from left to right. The first one looked more like it belonged to a boy who hadn't fully developed yet, while the ones on the right were clearly European in size. 

Especially the one on the far right - its shaft was as thick as a wrist, with an egg-sized glans and testicles like tennis balls. The overall length was probably 25 centimeters. Apart from black men, probably no other race would have a penis shaped like that. 

"For a sex slave, oral and anal techniques are the two most important indicators. If either of these fails to meet standards, the sex slave has no reason to exist." 

The man unfastened the chain behind the collar, speaking calmly, though the implications were too frightening to contemplate. 

The man pushed over a male mannequin and placed it in front of the wooden horse. He then took the smallest dildo from the left, unfolded the base material with suction cups and non-slip layers, and carefully fixed it to the mannequin's crotch, where a normal male's genitals would be. 

Then he pressed Liu Yong to bend forward, connecting the collar to the chain in front of the wooden horse. He adjusted the chain so Liu Yong's face was directly facing the mannequin's erect penis. 

"Anal training requires time to accumulate, but oral skills can be quickly mastered. I need you to complete this task today." 

The man didn't say what the consequences would be if he failed. He believed Liu Yong no longer dared to think about such things. 

"Now, open your mouth, cover your teeth with your lips, and take the penis in." 

Faced with this implement up close, Liu Yong realized his inner resistance. After all, for someone who was a completely straight man just a few days ago, actively sucking another man's cock was absolutely not something he would consider. If anyone had dared to suggest such a thing to him before, he would have knocked their teeth out with one punch. 

Just this moment of hesitation, and there was a "whoosh" sound. Immediately, a whip struck the left side of his buttocks, bringing the same knife-like pain as before. 

The first dildo wasn't large, but due to the stiffness in his mouth and tongue from psychological aversion, Liu Yong could only hold most of the shaft in his mouth, moving his head back and forth. 

Due to the dryness in his mouth, not much saliva was produced. After a while, only the part of the dildo held by his lips appeared somewhat moist. 

"Now, open your throat and swallow the entire penis." The man naturally wouldn't allow Liu Yong to slack off, immediately giving the second instruction. 

"Mmph... cough cough... ah!" Under the man's intimidation, Liu Yong tried his best, but as soon as his throat was touched, it triggered his body's reflex. His throat contracted violently, and he felt nauseous. Liu Yong hurriedly tried to retreat and spit out the penis, but as soon as he moved, a fierce, burning pain shot through the right side of his buttocks - the man had already landed a second whip there. 

"Did I allow you to spit it out?" 

The man walked in front of Liu Yong, grabbing his short hair. Liu Yong's eyes, watering from the gag reflex, met the man's cold gaze. 

"Poor technique can be improved through practice, but avoidance is an attitude problem. I'll say it again: slaves who can't master oral skills have no reason to exist. Do you understand?" 

"Mmph... mmm..." Most of the dildo had been pulled out of Liu Yong's mouth, but the glans was still inside. Unable to speak, he could only nod desperately. Then, following the man's force, he tried again to swallow the entire length. 

This time, due to fear and anxiety, his movement was too forceful. The soft yet firm glans almost directly hit his throat. Liu Yong knew he couldn't retreat, but his body still involuntarily convulsed. 

The man had been waiting for this moment. Without giving Liu Yong a chance to struggle, he directly pushed down on his head, forcing half of the glans past the throat barrier. 

"Mmph... mmm..." Liu Yong's eyes rolled back as he gagged. Under the threat of choking to death, his throat desperately expanded and writhed, trying to find a way for air to enter his lungs. 

After several failed attempts, he actually found a method. By coordinating his breathing with swallowing motions to compress the volume of the glans, and slightly retracting his head after the compression, he immediately relieved the pressure from lack of oxygen. 

Seeing Liu Yong's struggles decrease, the man felt the soft cartilage of his throat and immediately knew Liu Yong had grasped the trick to this step. Indeed, only survival pressure is the most effective motivation. 

"The little kitten must be very thirsty. If you want to drink, start practicing swallowing 100 times in this pattern. Do it well and there will be a reward."