An Empress's One-Day Slave Experience

"Bitch Training" Feeling Minai's surprised gaze, Minaly almost wanted to find a hole to crawl into. "N-no, you said... to relax and stuff..." Minai was so happy she almost cheered. It seemed her previous efforts weren't in vain; getting the Empress to actively choose this kind of option wasn't easy. Minai clicked on the specific information. "Difficulty Level: Low Requirements: Female, or cross-dresser. Height between 150-170cm, weight not exceeding 50kg. Requires that when the upper and lower arms are folded without external force, the wrist is less than 3cm from the shoulder, and when the upper and lower legs are folded without external force, the ankle is less than 3cm from the hip. (Note: To prevent cramps from prolonged restraint.)" "Possible Content: Severe restraint, diet management, language management, excretion management, personality humiliation, cage placement." "Safety: Complete protection of lower body sexual organs. Dangerous behavior towards the target will be warned and a maid will be notified to handle it. (Note: This item is designed to completely incapacitate the target, with maid assistance for protection.)" "Duration: 1 hour." "Reward: 12 gold coins (Note: Relatively low, corresponding to low-difficulty items)." Minaly was even more open than Minai had anticipated. Minai suddenly wondered if her previous shyness and rejections were just an act. So mischievous... Should she... secretly add something extra while playing this? Several thoughts flashed through Minai's mind. Seeing Minai's expression, Minaly felt a bit of cold feet. "Maybe we should just forget it..." "Ah, no, don't." Minai couldn't accept that. She no longer believed Minaly truly wanted to back out and decided to directly operate the holographic panel and select it. Minaly wasn't actually trying to back out, so with a half-hearted agreement, she was restrained by Minai onto the platform. Minaly fit the requirements of this project perfectly. Her height was exactly 160cm, right in the middle, and her weight was only 90 jin. Having practiced martial arts for a long time, Minaly's flexibility was superb. Her limbs folded together with no pressure. Minai used the static tape next to her to lightly secure her limbs, then went to call Hongyu from outside the door. Minaly could only lie on her back, spread-eagled, her limbs folded together, awaiting further modification. She suddenly regretted it, but to prevent her from going back on her word, Minai had cleverly already stuffed her mouth with a gag. Was this a case of asking for trouble? Minaly thought.

Then came the collar, also connected to the exoskeleton armor. According to Minai, this collar would detect Minaly's vocalizations. If she spoke human language, an electric current would punish her. After all, dogs can only bark. Minai then removed the previous muzzle, watching Minaly's expression seem to show regret, yet she dared not make a sound. Minai loved it. With the joint efforts of Hongyu and Minai, Minaly was moved from the platform. With a click of mechanical sounds, the entire exoskeleton armor locked in place. A countdown of 1:00:00 appeared on the waist display, but the timer was not moving. Only after spending an hour in a specific location would it unlock. However, even if it unlocked, because the nanobots had already connected her limbs, she would have to return here to inject the key agent to regain her freedom. This key agent was definitely different from the one for the facial nanobots, so there was no need to worry about her identity being exposed later. Hongyu attached a long chain to Minaly's collar and handed it to Minai. "Alright, keep an eye on your little girlfriend. You know where the whelping grounds are, right? I won't disturb you any further. Have fun~" "See you in an hour." Minai nodded. "We're going, Candy Little Doggy." "Don't call me that, woof?!" The collar dutifully delivered an electric shock. The intense jolt even made Minaly's eyes roll back slightly, but the exoskeleton stood firm, unaffected. Minai looked at Minaly's pained expression and said with a hint of concern, "Candy, be careful." Minaly panted heavily. "Aow..." Forced to bark like a dog, a wave of humiliation instantly swept over Minaly's body. [X_X] It felt as if a hot current was about to surge out, but it was tightly blocked by the perfectly fitted chastity device. But why was she so excited...? The perverse sense of transgression made the Empress float in ecstasy. Minai then bid farewell to Hongyu and, holding the new little female dog learning to walk – Minaly, who was stumbling – walked out...

"Wuwuwu-ao!" Mina Li shook her head desperately, but immediately, under the tearing pain, she arched her back and dared not move an inch, not even daring to breathe deeply, as if any slight movement would split her open. "Ah, it seems we've reached the limit. The diameter is 4.2cm. Tsk... Mistress, your little bitch needs more training." The nurse quickly stopped the inflation, saying this. Only then did Mina Li feel the pressure in her anus begin to ease. Minai nodded with a serious expression, "Indeed, she needs training." "Right, this is the remote control app, it's already been transferred to your neural interface. Let me explain a few settings to you." "The black knob controls the inflation speed. The slowest setting takes about 5 minutes to reach the bitch's limit, while the fastest is 2 seconds, with stepless adjustment." "Normally, the exhaust device will only open for a brief moment when it detects a significant and rapid change in tail angle." "This means the bitch must wag her tail vigorously. Each qualifying wag will allow a small amount of gas to be expelled. Otherwise, she'll remain at her limit." "If Mistress enjoys watching her wag her tail, you can turn up the setting on this knob." "Wuu..." Hearing this, Minai glanced at Mina Li. Seeing her wide eyes filled with pleading and desperate head-shaking, she couldn't help but feel amused. The nurse continued, "The white button switches modes. If it's lifted, the exhaust will not open even if the bitch wags her tail desperately, thus no gas will be expelled. It will only pause inflation, but the bitch must continue wagging her tail. Otherwise, inflation will continue until she reaches her limit." "When the white button is pressed, it's normal mode, which is the current state." "The blue button is for rapid deflation, allowing the bitch to relax a bit." "The red button is punishment mode. In punishment mode, no deflation can occur, and the bitch's wagging will have no effect. In punishment mode, an additional 1ml of gas will be injected on top of the bitch's current limit, and another 1ml will be injected every 10 seconds until Mistress deactivates punishment mode or the system automatically stops due to detecting imminent injury." "Alright, that's all. The authority for this remote control is now yours, Mistress. Later, a bitch trainer might ask to borrow it. You can decide whether to grant them access or only partial permissions, according to your wishes." "Understood." Listening to the functions of the remote control, Mina Li felt a wave of utter despair. Wagging her tail, shaking her ass... if she didn't, she'd be punished. But it wasn't over yet.

Shortly after Minaly made her selection, a round-faced club maid opened the door, holding a tray. On the tray sat a silicone gag and a delicate little lock. "Contestant Naitang, please put on the gag immediately. I will take the key for safekeeping. This lock is waterproof, so don't worry about damaging it." Minaly thought with resignation, this damn arena was efficient. She should have chosen later. She picked up the gag from the tray and examined it. The wine-red gag appeared to be expertly crafted, molded as one piece with no rough edges. Minaly detected no unusual odor. It had three small holes that connected the inside and outside. If she didn't swallow her saliva promptly, it would dribble out. She was satisfied with everything else, except... was it too big? Its diameter must be around five centimeters. Minaly opened her mouth slightly, feeling that wearing such a large gag for too long might dislocate her jaw... and make swallowing saliva difficult. Prompted by the round-faced maid, Minaly placed it in her mouth, using a little force to pry open her teeth and push it in. She pulled the strap to the back of her head and tied it. The maid picked up the small lock, tested the key in front of her to ensure it worked, and said, "Please turn around, Contestant Naitang. I will lock it for you." Minaly hummed and turned. The maid exclaimed, "Your strap isn't tight enough—" She untied it, pulled it tighter until the silicone strap slightly dug into her flesh, then threaded the buckle through the eyelet and attached the lock to the small ring on the buckle. "Alright, you can rest now. There are 8 matches before yours, estimated to be about 30 minutes away." After the maid left, Minaly touched the strap on her face, trying to use her tongue to push the gag out, but because she had tightened it so much, she could only budge it a little. Minaly couldn't help but roll her eyes. Oh well, the key wasn't in her possession anymore anyway...

The crisp sound of hooves approached, then receded, as a boxy carriage rumbled along the tracks and came to a halt. In front of the carriage stood four girls in latex suits, wearing gags, their hands bound behind them with single cuffs and suspended from the front of the carriage. They wore heelless hoof boots – though Minaly couldn't see this, her perspective limited to the upper bodies of the four girls. Their eyes were covered, and they remained silent and obedient. "Good heavens, a horse-drawn train? Like Empress Dowager Cixi?" Two women in tight-fitting outfits lifted Minaly into the carriage. The carriage was empty, and Minaly had no idea how the little pony girls were controlled to start and stop. The two women didn't immediately start the carriage. Instead, one of them began to undress. Then, they removed the fishing net that bound Minaly, restrained her, and transferred her to a specially designed seat in the carriage. It wasn't exactly a seat; it was more like an exoskeleton restraint. Minaly had only a narrow strip beneath her to support her. The cold metal strip, pressed tightly against her private parts, made Minaly tremble. Several other metal bars