slave language

Author: aaaav
Word count: 10356
[Chapter 1] Forging an Evil Relationship My name is Li Zhifeng, and I have a bachelor’s degree. Junior high school and high school are all mixed up. As for why I was admitted to university, I have to start with that… “Hi, hello. Is this Li Zhifeng’s father?” “Li Zhifeng! Get out of here, old man.” I casually asked, “What’s the matter?” “Be honest, what did you do at school!” My heart tightened, “Dad, I was wrong.” My heart is full of hatred for the head teacher. Yes, I decided to take revenge on her. I got some guys to rob her while she was off duty. Finally, she was found out. “get out of class is over! Li Zhifeng, come to my office.” I thought to myself, “Masters are afraid that a woman won’t succeed. Just go.” When we got to the office, she actually planned to call my father without saying a word. This time I was in a hurry. “Teacher. Don’t. I beg you.” She put down the phone in her hand: “Humph. You are not cowardly. If you dare to rob the teacher, you can expect to be fired.” Knowing the seriousness of the matter, I knelt down with a plop: “Teacher, I was wrong, I deserve to die.” As I said that, I slapped myself. She was not surprised at all. Lift up the black high-heeled shoes in flesh-colored stockings and put them on my shoulders. “I’ll give you a chance now. It’s up to you whether you want it or not.” How dare I say no. : “Teacher, I am willing to be a bull or a horse.” Alas, it was only later that I found out that my words led to even greater consequences. “Being a cow and a horse? Do you think you have the qualifications?” Immediately. I didn’t know what was going on in my head, so I said, “Teacher, it’s fine if I’m your slave.” She took her foot off my shoulder. And dialed the phone “Hello. Is Li Zhifeng’s father? I’m her homeroom teacher. I’ll give this child a private lesson tonight. Maybe I’ll go back later.” Only then did I know that the humble life was about to begin,
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“Come on. My servant, rub your legs for the master.” I followed suit and went up and squeezed them with my hands. Not for a while. I don’t know where I am wrong. Suddenly she thrust the heel of her high-heeled shoe into the bottom of me. “Grass.” I cried out in pain. When saying this word. It’s all over and I stand outthe word. The teacher was not angry. Just said flatly: “Take off my shoes.” I did. Reached to take off her shoes. “Lick.” I froze. “Lick. Are you deaf?” As he said that, he pressed the stocking feet to my face. She has athlete’s foot. Although the shape of her feet is beautiful, they are really smelly. I got up and stood up: “Don’t insult people! If you drop out, drop out.” As I said, I got up and was about to walk out the door, but I just took a step. I froze. The family was not rich. Can’t I understand something? Just for the sake of my family, I endured it. I stepped back. Kneeling down again, she stretched out her tongue to lick her stinky feet, “Isn’t it very rude just now, it’s the same as licking my old lady’s feet now.” She smiled and said, “Is it delicious, bitch?” I resisted the wet and sour smell, “It smells…really smells…” At that moment, I cried for the first time. “Hahaha. Come on, take off her stockings.” I pulled off her stockings with my mouth, and kept licking the soles of her bare feet with my tongue, cleaning the dead skin on the heels. “Well, the old lady who licks is very comfortable. Here, I will reward you with something to eat.” As she said, she put her hand between her legs and fumbled in the lace panties. “Eat it. You must eat it for me!” She took out the bloody sanitary napkin in her underwear, with yellow and white solid-liquid gel on it. I reached for it, ready to stuff it into my mouth. She said, “Lick the top first.” “Yes.” I replied numbly, my tongue moved from the bottom of her feet to the sanitary napkin. Resisted to lick the disgusting thing on it. “Hehehe. The bitch did a good job. Now use your tongue to cure my athlete’s foot.” So she lifted the other stocking foot… Since then, I have been licking her feet, stockings, and high heels every day. Even sneakers and sneakers after exercise. As an experience, sometimes it may be to help me make up lessons alone, or a private toilet… It’s okay. In the end, I successfully got into the ideal undergraduate course, and when I arrived in a completely unfamiliar city, I thought the history of humiliation was coming to an end. Unexpectedly… Almost three years have passed since my university life. The family is also getting richer. This summer vacation, I went back to my hometown. Mom and Dad are busy with business. I didn’t care about me, so they arranged for me to live in my father’s boss’s house… [Chapter Two] The Pink Trap Since that incident, I’ve become more and more fond of this humble feeling. I can only feel that I’m sinking more and more, and I can’t even extricate myself… After a long night, a long night of painful experience, I have an urge to give up my dignity. But I know that my true self has not yet awakened… The next day. I drove to Mr. Wu’s (my dad’s boss) home. His home was in the suburbs, but to my surprise, it was a classical European-style building. Magnificent like a castle. There are retro statues, and there are actually British-style fountains. “You are Xiaofeng, right…” A handsome, noble woman came out of the gate. She was wearing rose-red cicada silk clothes, vaguely able toSee sexy lace bras. There is a thick fur coat on her shoulders, and sapphires on her earrings. What I will never forget for a long time is the pair of golden high-heeled shoes on the soles of her feet, with a heel of about 10cm.