Author: ALECSHEN
Word count: 6026
The news of my mother’s death was a big shock to me. Fortunately, she left me a house and three years of tuition fees, so that I could complete my studies, and I was able to recover after a period of time. Later, I was trained as a slave by my “stepmother”, who was actually a pheasant much younger than him that my father found outside. I. Catm2
My father used to like my stepmother very much, but since they got better, he seldom asked about my life. Because of my mother’s death, I had a great psychological shadow, and I seldom went home. I hated that woman psychologically. If it weren’t for the village subsidies, I wouldn’t even be able to live. Fortunately, my academic performance is very good, and I did well in the college entrance examination. I became the first college student in the village. For my own tuition, I decided to go out to work, so I went to a bar in another city. It went smoothly, the owner of the bar saw that I was pretty, so he let me stay, peeking at my breasts from time to time, this is my pride, slender figure, beautiful appearance, let me be more competitive in this society. ^kC!a>&
After the term started, I found that many students in the school were degenerate, and I also began to degenerate without knowing it. Fortunately, I was smart and my studies have been going smoothly. In my senior year, I was retained as a teacher in school. This was a turning point in my life and the beginning of my miserable bitch career! |RD )pvVM
After work that day, I casually surfed the Internet in the rented house. I didn’t know how to enter a SM website. When I saw it, I immediately felt red-faced. How come there are so many ways to play with women, and even a real person has been trained to be so despicable. Surprisingly, I am not disgusted by this. I held that notebook and read it all night, and I was so excited! So I started getting addicted to it. Gradually, I was not satisfied with browsing the website, I applied for QQ, and frantically looking for a suitable hostess, because of my father, I am not very interested in men, so I am looking forward to finding a hostess! I especially want to be a slave to a woman older than me, and I hope that one day I can become my wish and become a slave to a beautiful girl. The day has finally arrived. )w<Z4_!N4s
I met the hostess online. She called herself Leila, and we talked a lot about what kind of training methods we like, and what kind of master or slave we hope the other party is. I even filled out the SM questionnaire she sent me online (although I have seen it online before) and on the "Master-Slave Contract" she sent me, I marked M agreeing to be her and my screen name. In this way, I continued to chat with her online for nearly a month, during which time I did a lot of online training in the rental house. But the master never showed his face! It's a pity that I can't satisfy my daily desires through text and voice. In order to satisfy my masochistic psychology, I often spend money to find someone to satisfy my masochistic psychology.Yes, I never look for men, only women, and the kind of women who can keep my secret, in front of them, I can lick their feet, drink their piss, and my masochism can be fully developed. Most of these women are prostitutes bought with money, and there are also famous Yin slut widows. Giving money can keep your mouth shut, they are always vulgar and have a strong smell of genitals, there is always a nauseous feeling when licking their pussies, sometimes there is semen left by the guests, although I don't like it, but this often arouses my masochistic desire. In their eyes, I, a bitch, is much younger and more beautiful than them, but I can be abused at will. This kind of envy, jealousy, dissatisfaction with my daily work, and the reward for abusing me always make them give full play to their desire to abuse. #X1a v
Today is Saturday, there is no class break in school. I chatted with the host for a long time, and suddenly one day she asked me if I wanted to do it in reality, because we have been training online for a long time, so I am not so scared psychologically, so I boldly said yes. She told me to go to her place at night, and also stipulated my clothing and accessories. I remember very clearly that I was wearing a pink shirt, a black Nike jacket, a black skirt and a pair of boots underneath, and I didn’t wear underwear as she asked, but only wore a pair of open pantyhose. I went to the place I made an appointment with the host according to the agreed time. At that time, I was excited and scared. The agreed time was getting closer and closer, but I didn't see the figure that made me fantasize countless times. After waiting for half an hour, when I saw her approaching, I froze for a moment. Then she looked at my wrong expression, full of pride. She came to me and pulled me, and I followed her in a daze! It was an old building in the 1970s, and I found out later that there was another fellow from her country living with her. We went to the room on the top floor, and she said in a low voice: "Little bitch, don't kneel down for me!" Before I could react, my stepmother slapped me several times. These slaps brought out my masochistic nature. I knelt down in front of her and kissed her feet with forgetfulness! She pulled out her foot: "Oh little bitch, wasn't it hard before? Why are you sucking my old lady's toes now! Haha" Come on, drink this water first, I drink it obediently, and after a while I feel something is wrong, the water starts to flow down, and the desire to be abused explodes uncontrollably. I hugged her leg and begged: "In my heart, you are the most sacred and noble. In front of you, I am only worthy to kneel at your feet. I can kneel at yourAt your feet, master, let me serve you and honor you! "She looked at me contemptuously, and with a bah sound, the master spit out foul and thick phlegm, pulled my hair, and the master pushed me to the ground, "Lick! "I whispered delicious, she was very dissatisfied