Boyfriend who became a toilet slave

Author: jiangounu
Word count: 11209
These past search frustrations led her to finally try to find them online. But she soon discovered that most of the men she met online were just like the ones she encountered in real life; “shallow, selfish, and full of pornography,” as she puts it. Later, she started to discover some websites, some very close to what she needed. But she soon realized that she didn’t want to be a queen in the traditional sense. “That’s exhausting!” she said. “I like to be pampered and pampered, but I don’t want to look like that.” Perhaps because of luck, when I was in a novel with the theme of “dominant and enslaved”, she appeared. In this world, it takes about 100 M to find an S, so I feel unbelievable, I am lucky to be her slave. I told her that I can accept that being able to serve and worship a woman with my mouth is a fantasy I have always had, and I have even thought about doing the most despicable and unbearable things for women. When she asked what those things were, I suggested starting a “private chat” with her. We discussed my ideas in depth, and to my surprise, she and I seemed to fit in so well, like two pieces of paper glued together. Over the next few weeks, we spent every night talking, getting to know each other, and having “virtual sex.” Finally she agreed to give me a chance to meet her alone. She said she liked my imagination, and that I wasn’t what she called a “brainless flattering slave,” but I couldn’t avoid the psychological complications, since this was the first time I was meeting someone as a definite slave. “Take seriously what you wish for and it will come true” was a phrase that kept going back and forth in my head. I have been wondering what if the seriousness of reality destroys the perfection of fantasy? At the same time I was a little scared of what would happen if I actually did something for that person that we had discussed. Those were all embarrassing things. While these things turn me on in fantasy, will humiliation in reality do the same? Because of the way we met and the things we discussed, our relationship would be naked, and I knew that if I agreed to see her, I would lose any self respect in front of her! I will be treated like trash and there will be no turning back. I will voluntarily allow myself to fall into the dark side of human nature. Still, my swollen desires got to my head, and I agreed to meet. During the drive to the airport to pick her up, I had a lot of time to think about my embarrassing situation and I was nervous. At the exit of her plane, I kept waiting and observing the stream of people coming out to find a 21-year-old girl. As for her looks, Xiaomei has always been tight-lipped, so I guess she is not very pretty. I don’t really care about that, though, because her quirks complement mine perfectly. while waiting i saw aThe beauty just got off the plane, when I stared intently at her beautiful black hair, elegant makeup, and classical temperament exuding around her, I felt a strange sense of guilt. When the beauty noticed that I was looking at her, I quickly turned my face away, but to my dismay she started walking towards me. I worriedly dragged my feet, hoping that Xiaoru would appear in front of me immediately, when I heard a female voice calling my name. “Hu Jun?” she called, and when I turned to that voice, I was surprised to find that she was the beauty I looked up and down before! As she approached step by step, I was able to meet her face to face for the first time, and I was fascinated by her noble and beautiful appearance! “Xiaomei?” I replied, and we both laughed. She gave me a warm, polite hug. We went to get her luggage together, and while she was looking around, I secretly continued my admiration, admiring the figure of this noble girl. She wore a white V-neck sweater with stripes that framed her full bust, and a tweed skirt that accentuated her waist. This figure can only be produced by the perfect combination of natural beauty and acquired carving. Once again I was stunned by her beauty and couldn’t even believe that she was the same woman I had talked to countless times. She looks so kind and almost innocent, it’s hard for me to imagine that such a stunner has such other ideas. We joked lightly, talking about her journey and the weather. I’m amazed at the ease with which I’ve become so quickly with her, and already in the conversation I’ve been able to catch glimpses of what attracted me in the first place. This made our start much more comfortable and enjoyable. So excited, I almost forgot to look at my favorite part of a woman’s body: her butt. Even though the rest of her body made her look like an angel, looking at her ass gave me the same deep but “opposite” impression, at least to me, I don’t know why, but a beautiful woman’s ass gave me nasty power, a power that deeply corrupted me. I have always loved this contradictory power that only a woman’s body can have. This power comes from the contrast of incomparable beauty and danger. This power makes me willing to be a slave and bow down. The mature and plump curve of her butt does not seem to match her well-proportioned thighs, but there are endless sins hidden in that dark crevice. Watching her makes me shudder, am I really going to kneel in front of this beautiful woman, kiss her ass, and let her pee on my face? Is it like what we talked about online? My knees are starting to go weak! We’ve been talking this first afternoon and I’m amazed at how real she is. And what I like the most is that Xiao Ru is so wise, as we feel when we talk online, we have a lot to talk about besides those weird sexual thoughts. She had quite a sense of humor and before I knew it, time was slipping away in our conversation. like me sheNot really sure about what she wanted to do either, so that thing was moving slowly. As we became more and more acquainted, our conversation gradually turned to sex. However, we still rarely mention that original topic that brought us together. at one time we were flirting