Li Jiao’s Toilet Slave

Author: zhangkh
Word count: 25499
(1), the beginning of the story.

In 2014, I passed the rigorous college entrance examination and came to Shanghai. Not long after the freshman year, I met my senior sister Li Jiao. She is a native of Shanghai and has an astonishing height of 1.8 meters. The skin is smooth and fair, like ointment made from goat milk. Her long hair fell over her shoulders like black satin. Her eyes, hidden behind black-rimmed glasses, were small but watery. There are two shallow dimples dotted on the round face. There is a small mole on the corner of her mouth and the corner of her eye, which makes this sunny and pure girl have an indescribable mature allure. Her figure is a little fat, which is very healthy and plump. More importantly, she has a pair of straight and well-proportioned legs, exuding a healthy luster. I dare not say that she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, but I can guarantee that she is the most attractive girl I have ever seen, especially for a virgin like me who has never been in a relationship.
Sister Jiao and I both studied clinical medicine. As the proud daughter of heaven, she is not only excellent in character and learning, but also minored in psychology. This worries me a bit. Because of my foot fetish, I always feel like she has seen through me. As her admirer, I always tried every means to get close to her, such as getting her class schedule, taking the same class as her, studying with her and so on. I don’t know where my confidence was at that time – she was already a junior, two years older than me. But I just can’t be reconciled. Unexpectedly, this unwillingness led me into an endless abyss.
One afternoon in October, after elective classes, we were supposed to go to swimming lessons. She took off her sneakers in the classroom and put on slippers. It was a pair of Adidas shell-toe sneakers with a pair of goose yellow invisible crew socks stuffed inside. When I saw it, it hardened immediately below.
“Awen, let’s go, let’s go swimming~ Points will be deducted for being late!” Sister Jiao patted my shoulder and teased me.
“Okay, Miss Jiao.” I replied. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly saw his small tent. I was startled and bent down quickly.
“Awen, what’s the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?” Sister Jiao asked strangely. She saw my abnormality. For some reason, I saw a hint of cunning in her eyes, maybe it was my illusion.
“I, I feel a little sick to my stomach, it’s not serious. Sister Jiao, go swimming first.” I said awkwardly.
“Don’t swim if your stomach is uncomfortable. I’ll ask the teacher for leave for you. If it’s not serious, you can take a rest in the classroom first.” She said, putting her schoolbag on the seat next to me. “I won’t take my schoolbag, just look at it for me, and my shoes. I’ll come back to you after class later.” She smiled at me, patted my head, and walked out of the classroom.
Listening to her slippers fading away, my breathing was a little heavy. I was the only one in the classroom. I looked at her sneakers and the yellow boat socks inside, thinking that happiness came too suddenly.I looked out the door, but no one was there, so I closed the door quietly. I took out her boat socks and looked at them carefully. The socks are lovely light yellow, very youthful. The toe of the sock is a little wet, and you can still feel the residual body temperature when you hold it in your hand. The toe and heel of the socks have turned black, which shows that these socks have been worn for at least three days. Smelling the faint sour smell in the air, I knelt tremblingly in front of her shoes, put my nose on a sock and sniffed hard. “Ah, it smells so sour.” I can’t believe that such a beautiful girl’s feet smell worse than mine. Her socks had a strong, sour foot smell like soybean paste, mixed with the smell of sweat, which made my brain dizzy for a while. The body felt great pleasure and my little brother got harder. I couldn’t bear it anymore, and knocked my head three times to her shoes. While smelling her stinky sock, she put the other sock on her little brother and rubbed it. I kneeling and licking her sneakers’ shell tattoo toe, and roared: “Sister Jiao, ah, sister, I want to be your dog. Please let me wash your feet with your mouth, please step on my head hard……
Suddenly, the door opened. “Awen, I didn’t expect you to be such a slut~” It was Sister Jiao’s voice.
I was startled, my little brother almost withered. Looking up at Sister Jiao, she met her contemptuous and provocative eyes. I quickly looked away and tried to stand up. At this time, Sister Jiao stepped on my head and made me kneel down again.
“No, it’s not what you think. I…I…” I struggled under her feet, trying to explain, but the facts were in front of me, and there was no way to explain it.
“Hehe, little dog. My sister has already recorded it for you~” Sister Jiao bent down and shook her iPhone5 in front of my eyes. It’s clearly the way I’m kneeling and smelling her socks, licking her shoes and rubbing her shoes, how despicable it really is. The key is that her shooting skills are almost catching up with Hollywood professional photographers, so that everyone who has seen me will recognize me immediately after seeing this video.
I knelt, my head was stepped on by her stinky feet in slippers, and I walked around from time to time, breaking out in cold sweat. I knew I had fallen into her trap, her anomaly today was clearly fishing on purpose. But I think of a beast trapped in a cage, struggling so hard that there is no chance of turning over.
“Hehe, I already knew that you are a slut who likes stinky feet, since you often stare at my feet. My sister’s psychology is not learned in vain. Try you today, and sure enough, you really jumped into a hole dug for you!” Sister Jiao shouted triumphantly from her head. Suddenly, her tone turned cold, and she said: “I want to see how cheap you really are today. Maybe you can become the experimental material for my psychology graduation project. At 10 o’clock tonight, you will wait for me on your knees in the last cubicle of the women’s toilet on the second floor of Building Z. If you are not here when I arrive, I will wait for your videos to be appreciated by classmates, teachers, your friends, and your parents and relatives! Hahaha.”
My heart is cold. I know, I’m afraid I won’t be able to escape the soles of her feet today. What’s more frightening is that this could be meIn life, the night begins.