Adopt a boy as a sex slave

Author: sdzzz
Word count: 11715
Doudou, Qiangqiang and Xiaojun are chained in the same cell in the Ladies Club, Xiaojun

Tell me about your unfortunate past….

In the year that the orphanage burned down, I was adopted twice. The first family that adopted me was

An old farm lady in her 70s, I can’t get enough to eat and wear warm clothes here, and there is always endless work to do,

Sleeping only four hours a day, I often pass out. The old lady was afraid that I would die at home, so she applied to the government for a replacement

Changed the adoption relationship. Adopted by Jin Xue, a new mother who was transferred to a beauty and hairdressing business in the city, she

After divorcing her husband, she lives with her 28-year-old biological eldest daughter Miya and adopted 10-year-old adopted daughter Xiaomei.

On the surface, this new home is no different from previous foster families, “another ordinary single

Pro family. “I naively thought so…

“This is your room. Xiaomei will take your change of clothes to wash later… Treat this place as

My own home, Xiaojun. “The new mother said to me with a smile. She is 45 years old, with a wide mouth and thick lips, and a slightly chubby body.

She was tall, with big breasts and hips tight in a pitifully small dress.

“I will…Mom…thank you!” After 12 years of foster care, I have learned how to be an orphan

Keys to Survival—Sweet-mouthed, Hardworking, Laughing, and most importantly—Never defy the grown-ups

talk.

I tidied up my room and was about to go downstairs to see if there was anything I could do. “Hopefully not

Like the last home, do hard work every day. “As the door was being opened, a little girl stood at the door.

“Brother Xiaojun? I’m Xiaomei. Mom asked me to come get your laundry…” The little girl’s face

He has a timid expression on his face.

“Oh, no need, there are only a few pieces of underwear, I can wash them myself.” I said with a smile.

“No, my mother told me that if I don’t wash it, she will be…” Speaking of this, the girl’s face
Show a scared expression.

“What will happen? It’s just clothes, it’s not an important thing…”

“Brother Xiaojun, don’t ask, just give me the clothes, I still have a lot of things to do…”

Shrugging, I pointed to the bed: “It’s all over there, please, sister Xiaomei.”

“You’re welcome… By the way, Mom told you to help her get the bath towel – she is taking a bath in the bathroom.” Xiao

Mei handed me a bath towel, hurriedly took the clothes and ran away.

What? Nervous Xixi… I took the towel and walked downstairs. The atmosphere was weird… Forget it

Well, it’s okay to be obedient anyway, this family has to stay for another year, so stay out of your own business.

I remember the bathroom was at the back, I went downstairs and saw a girl in her early 20s sitting with her back to me

On the sofa in the living room, with a cigarette lit in his hand, his long nails were painted bright red, as sharp as they were in “Midnight Ghost Goes to Bed”

“In the filmThe gloves the killer wore.

“Is it Miss Meiya? Hello, I am Xiaojun who just moved here today, and I will be taken care of by Sister Meiya in the future.

Gu, please give me your advice.” I said respectfully with a smile on my face.

The girl on the sofa didn’t answer, but just ticked me off with her red fingers.

Are you telling me to come over? Putting on airs? I hope it won’t be too difficult to serve. I’m thinking, I’m leaving

In front of her, I saw Meiya with long hair and a smile that was not a smile on her face with heavy makeup.
“Oh, you are Xiaojun, huh… you are really handsome… Come here, help my sister grab her shoulders, hurry up
Sour. ”

“Wait a minute, okay? Sister Meiya, my mother asked me to bring her a bath towel…” I raised the hand
bath towel.

“That old pervert, I just thought about it on the first day…” Meiya smiled disdainfully and said, “Xiaojun, you go first

Come on, it won’t matter if she waits. ”

I was still young at that time, and I didn’t understand what she was talking about, so I walked over with a smirk…”Meiya

Sister, is it your shoulder? Let me give you a massage first. My mother used to praise me for my good massage skills.

Woolen cloth!”
“Really? What about the technique on the bed? Hehehe…” Meiya smiled like a hen in heat.

“Sister Meiya, what’s the technology on the bed?” I asked while massaging.

“Don’t understand? Forget it, oh~~ it’s so comfortable…a little more force…it’s right there…on the left

……right……”

As an orphan, as long as there is an opportunity to curry favor with my family, I always try my best to seize it, so I sell it even more

Force massage… “Sister, is this okay?”

“Well, very good, the shoulders are fine, let’s change your feet now, after wearing high heels for a day, the toes are sore

It hurts again. “Meiya took my hand and pressed me to her feet roughly: “Help me take off my high

Heels, give your toes a good massage. ”

Although I felt that something was wrong, I thought to myself, forget it, anyway, I can do whatever they tell me to do, who told me to send

It’s better to be under the fence than starving and freezing outside, right? Thinking of the days when I lived on the street waiting to die, I shook my head.

Shaking my head. I took off Meiya’s pair of gold high heels, and carefully kneaded the red nail polish

‘s toes.

Sister Meiya seems to like red very much? Lips, fingers and toes are all the same color. I pinch

, while thinking.

“Mm~~hm~~comfortable…hmm~~good…” Meiya smoked a cigarette, closed her eyes and hummed

: “Well~~Okay, switch to the left foot… oh~ it’s comfortable…”

The skin on her cold feet is fairly tender, but it’s probably because she’s been wearing shoes for a day, and there’s a slight smell

Slight sour taste. I was massaging silently, and suddenly I heard Meiya softly say: “Xiaojun, use your tongue

lick!”

“Ah? Sister, what did you say?” I thought I had misheard, so I raised my head and asked, “Sister? You…?”

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