being sat around in the crotch

Author: wanghaocbc
Word count: 32010
I don’t know when it started, I had a hobby, or it can be said to be a hobby. It is to “bully” people, and the means used are extremely “cruel”, using one’s own weight to make others suffer and make oneself comfortable. To put it bluntly, it is to step on or ride on others to satisfy one’s own desires, to feel one’s own strength and stalwart when others are pressed under one’s body, watching others bear the pain caused by gravity, that kind of feeling is really wonderful.
Now I am 28 years old, and there are quite a few boys who have been “abused” by me, but most of them are my relatives or close classmates. The more times, the degree of stimulation has somewhat decreased, but the experience of working in Dandong in 2002-2003 is still fresh in my memory, and every time I think of it, I have endless aftertaste.
I graduated from Dalian Institute of Light Industry in 2002. Due to the high employment pressure, I couldn’t find a suitable job in Dalian. Therefore, I was determined to go to a smaller city to earn some work experience before returning strongly. At a job fair, I met a printing and dyeing company in Dandong (the specific company name will not be disclosed), so I signed the contract on the spot without notifying my parents, and drove to Dandong two days later.
The work intensity there is not high, of course, the wages are not high, the industrial development in this city is very slow, many citizens have been laid off or are in the process of being laid off, so the related service industries are not ideal. During my work in Dandong, in addition to the daily work step by step, I just answer the phone calls from my parents. Sometimes I have to answer for a long time. But I do have my own ideas. Without the care and teaching of my parents in the past, I may be freer and bolder in doing some things.
It was a late autumn weekend. After purchasing some daily necessities, I took the No. 1 bus from Tesco back to the place I rented near Maoguishan. The house is not far from the unit, but it is a certain distance from the bustling area, and the rent is quite cheap. When the car passed near the train station, there were many people on the car. As usual, I looked at the familiar scenery outside the car window and conceived the future. Suddenly, I felt that the outside of my right leg was in contact with something else. I put the black hand in my pocket, and then glared at the owner of the hand as fiercely as possible. But when I saw the face of that person, I was a little stunned. It was a little boy, about 13-15 years old.There was a look of horror in his eyes. At that time, one solution after another quickly flashed through my mind, how to deal with this matter, let him go, and be more careful? Shout out and ask those around you to help? other? At this time, I was also very nervous, wondering if his helpers would plot against me, but if there was any danger, I would yell loudly and try not to let myself get hurt. After waiting for a while, nothing changed. I looked at the people around me. No one deliberately stared at me or watched my behavior with this little boy. I guess the boy had no accomplices, otherwise he would not be so panicked, but how should I deal with it?
At that time, I didn’t know whether it was driven by desire or other reasons. I made an amazing decision. This decision created my fond memories. Now that I think about it, it’s hard to express clearly when I made such a decision. Some things happened in the world because of really mysterious reasons.
My decision is to take him back to my residence and torture him.
Since I was still not sure whether the boy was in the same party again, when the car entered the next station, I immediately pulled him out of the car, fearing that he would run away. I still held his wrist tightly. At this time, the little boy said: “Sister, please don’t send me to the police station. My father will kill me if he finds out. I won’t dare again.” He spoke in a low voice, and at the same time kept turning his head to look at other people, for fear that his words would be heard. I saw that he did not look like a professional pickpocket, so I felt relieved, so I said, “Don’t make any noise, listen to me. Otherwise, I will send you to the police immediately.” One, in order to prevent him from suddenly throwing off my restraints and escaping, I first pushed him into the car, then got into the car, and after telling the driver where I lived, the car quickly set off to the destination. The little boy was still nervous, and I was still holding his wrist tightly, and at the same time kept checking the co-pilot’s mirror to see if anyone was following me. I have been in Dandong for 3 months. Except when I first set foot in Dandong because I didn’t know the location of the unit, I took a taxi. This is the second time, but later I realized that it was worth taking a taxi this time. Dandong is a strip-shaped city with a small urban area, so we will arrive soon. I paid the fare and didn’t even ask for change. I directly escorted my “prisoner” back to the rented room, and looked around carefully for a while before entering the building. The little boy saw that there was no one around, and kept begging me, saying that his father was laid off and his mother was sick, so he had to do this. In order not to let the cooked duck fly away, I kept holding on to him and asked him to open the door with the key. His hands were shaking, and it took him a long time to open the door. As soon as I entered the room, I immediately locked the door, and the locks were tightly fastened. Then I touched him to see if there was any murder weapon. There was nothing but a bunch of his own keys.Just tried too hard. He didn’t know what I was going to do, so he looked around nervously, probably afraid that I brought him here to ask my helpers to repair him properly.