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Chapter 12: Punitive Training (Part 3) (Wooden Horse Upgrade, Relaxation Practice, Psychological Suggestion, Bonus: Hypnotic Training) 

The controller's appearance was as unremarkable as the artificial penis, even somewhat retro. 

The adjustment knob used a rotary control mode, with a large arrow engraved on top pointing to the selected position. The display area wasn't a typical LCD screen used in electronic products, but rather like a multimeter - a simple, clean white background with prominent numbers from one to seven arranged in a fan shape. 

Numbers one to three were green, clearly in the safe range. Four and five were orange, indicating increased danger. Six and seven were red, blatantly warning of danger. The space between six and seven occupied nearly half the display, further divided into several smaller increments for finer adjustments. 

Liu Yong was now experiencing the third level, which was still within a very safe range. However, Liu Yong's previous series of actions had clearly displeased the man. So after letting the knob stay on level three for less than a minute, he reached out again to turn it towards level four. 

"Mmph... ugh... ah!" Liu Yong's reactions were now absolutely genuine. His newly trained anus had already lost its elasticity at level three, with the anal folds stretched open. If it really entered level four, he truly didn't know if his asshole would immediately tear and bleed. 

Seeing the man's finger tending to turn right, Liu Yong disregarded the choking discomfort from the collar and chain on his neck. He struggled and shook his head desperately. Though he knew he couldn't speak with the gag, he still tried to make sounds to get the man's attention, wanting to beg for mercy. 

The man's movement indeed paused slightly. He turned to look at Liu Yong, whose face had gone pale with fright. Though the man's expression was covered by the leather hood, Liu Yong could still sense he was smirking coldly. 

"Begging for mercy already? That's not right. After all, my methods aren't anything special. You just need to endure a bit and it'll pass. What's there to beg for?" 

The man seemed to have mind-reading abilities, seeing through Liu Yong's thoughts clearly. His hand stopped moving and even turned back slightly. 

"Mmph... ugh..." No more, really no more. 

The knob was pushed all the way to level four. 

"Showing a little fear and begging for mercy, thinking you can escape punishment? Do I seem that easy to talk to?" The man directly hung the controller in front of Liu Yong, speaking coldly. 

Liu Yong wanted to curse at the man with every vulgar word he knew, regardless of consequences. But all he could emit now were painful moans. 

From level one to four, the changes in the artificial penis inside him weren't just about speed. With the adjustment of the inflation valve, its length and thickness had changed greatly, transforming from a simple toy into a "weapon" specifically for training and torture. 

Liu Yong didn't know what the thing violently fucking him had become, but judging by how it was pulling at his intestines, he feared that soon he'd be fucked open like some actors in gay porn. He now seriously suspected his asshole had already been stretched to the point of tearing. 

"Don't worry, your asshole is fine. It can still take something of this level." 

The man's mind-reading ability activated again. 

The man forcefully inserted his finger between Liu Yong's buttocks and the flat surface, feeling around the now smoothly stretched anus, then held his finger in Liu Yong's line of sight. 

The pristine fingertip in the rubber glove was wet with lubricant and intestinal fluid, but not a trace of red blood could be seen. Liu Yong didn't know whether to feel relieved or saddened by his own adaptability. 

The man withdrew his fingertip, carefully wiped it with a tissue, and said composedly: "As I said, your quality is quite good. It's rare to see such a slutty, greedy hole from the start. The potential for development is also quite high. Whoever buys you is lucky. However, this level is basically your current limit. If you don't want to be fucked open to the point of wearing diapers for life, or end up on an operating table holding your own intestines, you'd better learn to relax as much as possible right now." 

The man didn't need to say much; Liu Yong had already tried. But only when actually doing it did he realize how difficult it was. 

Just earlier he had been unsatisfied because the penis wasn't big enough and couldn't rub the right spots. Now he wished the glans, which had swollen to the size of a plum, wouldn't hit so accurately. 

The sensation of impact became even more intense. 

This repeated, and with just the first dozen or so thrusts, Liu Yong was already brought to orgasm. But with his penis and testicles tightly bound, it was destined to be a dry orgasm without ejaculation. 

Even more deadly was that inability to ejaculate meant no refractory period. Liu Yong's body would remain in this highly sensitive state just before ejaculation, enduring the rapid arrival of another wave of climax. 

"Ah... ah... ahhh!" Liu Yong had never experienced such intense pleasure in his life, nor such frequent orgasms. In just a moment, he was stimulated to the point of rolling his eyes back, his whole body going limp. Saliva continuously flowed from the gaps in his gag, soaking a large area of his full chest. His mind had turned to mush, with nothing left but the words "feels so good." 

In his daze, he felt something cover his mouth and nose. A faint musky odor came through, immediately making his mind even hazier, but the fire of desire in his body burned even more fiercely. 

"That's right, that's right, just like that. Doesn't it feel good? That's because master's big cock has completely opened up your little slutty hole..." The man placed a cloth sprayed with a drug directly over Liu Yong's face, making him continuously inhale the evaporating drug. When Liu Yong had completely lost his senses from the drug and the fucking, the man put his mouth close to Liu Yong's ear and began speaking softly. 

The man's tone was now completely different from before. No longer calm and cold, it was full of bewitching meaning. His voice wasn't loud, but it broke through the fog clouding Liu Yong's mind and planted directly into his subconscious. 

People may have strong resistance to pain and pressure, but no one can continuously resist the invasion of pleasure, especially such high-intensity, high-frequency pleasure. Slaves like Liu Yong who have truly tasted such pleasure are like addicts who have tried drugs once. In some ways, they're already different from normal people, because normal intercourse can never reach such an intense level. 

From now on, every time they are violated, they will subconsciously compare it to this feeling, becoming increasingly unsatisfied until they're willing to do anything to experience this pleasure again. 

This subconscious modification may not have such obvious effects at first, but once the seed has taken root, it will eventually sprout. By then, no matter how much the slave's conscious mind resists, the body will act contrary to consciousness. 

This opposition between mind and body often arouses the master's pleasure and sadistic desires more than simple hunger for sex, naturally becoming a common technique used by the club in training.