aunt’s pet

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aunt’s pet
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Auntie’s Pet A Complex My name is Zhong Qing and I was born in Beijing in 1974. Because my grandfather was a national capitalist (he was involved in the early Cultural Revolution, he abandoned his family and went overseas), so my parents were persecuted during the Cultural Revolution. My father died in resentment when my mother was pregnant, and my mother followed my father when I was under one year old. I was an orphan since I was a child, and was raised by my grandmother. My mother also has a little sister named Yaqian, who was born in 1966 when my grandfather left home. She is 8 years older than me. Apart from my grandmother, she is my closest relative. After the Cultural Revolution, my grandfather returned to China and wanted us to emigrate overseas together, but my grandmother Lianjia refused. In the end, my aunt went with my grandfather alone. I have always depended on my grandmother, but my life has become quite generous. Later, my grandfather died of illness abroad, and my aunt studied for a doctorate abroad, and returned to Shenzhen to start her own business after inheriting all of my grandfather’s inheritance. When I was in middle school, I had a good friend named Siqi, who was one year younger than me. She didn’t like studying, but only liked raising dogs, but we had a good relationship. When I was in school, I always taught her to study hard, and when I taught her, I always listened respectfully, but afterward, it was only on the dog, and I really couldn’t do anything about her. During this period, my aunt often came to Beijing and was very familiar with Siqi. Later, I was admitted to the Chinese Department of Peking University, but Siqi failed the exam. My aunt happened to be in Beijing at this time. At my celebration banquet, my aunt told Siqi that she likes to raise a purebred large foreign dog. She asked Siqi if she wanted to go to her place to train her dogs, and Siqi happily agreed. After I went to college, I became lazy and my grades were not very good. After graduating in 1996, I went to work as an editor in a company, and my work was relatively light. Because I didn’t want to leave my grandmother, I stayed in Beijing until my grandmother passed away in 1999. I am 1.62 meters tall and weigh 50 kilograms. I am a little fat, but I can be considered plump, and I look pretty. I am usually reticent and seemingly noble, but I have an inherent sense of shame in my heart. When I was very young, some weird ideas would pop up in my mind from time to time, and sometimes I would think that I was learning how to move like a dog. Every time I thought of these, there would be an inexplicable impulse that kept driving me to a climax of excitement. When I was with Siqi in the past, I often saw her training dogs. Sometimes I would suddenly have the idea that I was a dog, but I would soon call myself a pervert. How could I have such shameless thoughts? My love experience was simple and failed. Since I was in college, I have had three boyfriends, but none of them seem to have paid too much. I only had sex with one of them a few times, and I didn’t feel too deep. Although there are many boys who pursue me, I don’t know whyWhat, I have never had that kind of very happy feeling, and since then I have no intention of falling in love. In the winter of 1999, my dearest grandmother died of illness, and I was sad for the whole winter. In 2000, I spent the Spring Festival with my aunt, Siqi and the others in Shenzhen. When I returned to Beijing after the Spring Festival, my story began by chance. 2. Adventures on the Internet Living alone in Beijing, weekends and evenings will inevitably feel very boring, so I spend all day chatting with many strangers on the Internet, but I have never met one. Sometimes I meet Siqi on the Internet. She is now a professional dog trainer for my aunt, but she has no friends now. Once, I accidentally opened a foreign website, and a lot of messy information popped up. I was about to close these windows, but a Japanese “Rope Arts” website came into view. In fact, I didn’t have any special feelings about bundling. I just opened that website out of curiosity. Because I know a little Japanese, I browsed randomly on that website. At this time, a picture suddenly caught my attention: it was just a picture of a friendship link, but the picture looked like… It looked like a dog. I watched and watched, getting more and more excited, and gradually I couldn’t control myself. From then on, I gradually got to know this community, and gradually learned about SM and K9. I started to try every gameplay and every character in Fantasy SM, and finally found that K9 was my favorite. I also began to frequently search for websites, forums and some chat rooms related to these aspects, only to find that there are so many people who like these, and I feel as if I have been wandering for a long time and suddenly found the warmth and happiness of home. I started chatting with some of my friends, but many of them were very boring. Sometimes I would suddenly think of Siqi and her dog training. Could she be the so-called “queen”? But as soon as I think about it this way, I will feel hot for a while, and I will stop thinking about it. Day by day, my desire to be a dog is getting deeper and deeper, but I feel very helpless. Sometimes I will be extremely excited and then feel a heavy sense of loss. One day, I entered an SM chat room, and a lesbian named “Baoerbei” greeted me, because I was tired of some men’s boredom and selfish desires, so I started chatting with her very politely. After chatting, I know she is a queen. At the beginning, she didn’t directly go deep into the topic of SM, but was talking about other things. Later, we talked about SM, and she actually liked K9. I suddenly asked, “Would you like to take in a bitch?” She said, “Yes, actually, I hate men who are willing to be slaves, and I’ve always wanted to find a good bitch.” Later, when I expressed my feelings, she seemed very excited, and we had a good chat. Later, I often waited for her here and chatted with her. One day, she said that she was in her thirties, but she still lived alone. I said that you are very similar to my aunt, and she was the same; she felt very curious, so she asked where my aunt was, and ISpeaking of being in Shenzhen, she said it was a coincidence that she was also in Shenzhen. We talked more and more deeply, she told me what kind of bitch she likes, and I told her what kind of bitch I would like to be, our point of view was actually