Trained by my sister’s classmate to be a good dog

Author: fffgvggg
Word count: 68078
When I was a child, when I saw the hostess beating the maid mercilessly on TV, I would feel an inexplicable throbbing, very excited, and even fantasized that I was that maid, kneeling on the ground helplessly and humblely, not daring to struggle or dodge, and letting the hostess kick and beat me.
At that time, I wondered if there was something wrong with me, otherwise how could I have such nasty and perverted thoughts, and I often wondered if I was a slave in my previous life? Slavery remains in this life. Now I finally know, this should be the so-called M tendency.
Since then, I have frequently searched for articles and videos about SM. God! I was really stimulated, some descriptions, some pictures ignited the darkness that had been hidden in my heart for many years, deep in my heart, I really wanted to experience the feeling of being humiliated and enslaved.
I dare not reveal this rather morbid idea at all. If someone finds out that I have this “hobby”, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Sometimes in order to release the restlessness in my body, I imagine myself surrendering at the feet of a beautiful woman and living humblely in the cage she constructed for me.
In my opinion, beautiful women are the darlings of heaven. They are weak, kind, pure, and great. They are goddesses of reproduction and life. They have selfless maternal love. They need men to respect and worship them.
There will be many chances in life, maybe one of them will become a memory of your life.
The scene two years ago pulled me into a sadomasochism game, but the ending was very sad.
In December 2012, the weather in Northeast China was already very cold, and snowflakes often flew aimlessly.
On Friday afternoon, I left work early as usual, and drove to my parents’ place for dinner. Although I moved out to live alone after graduating from university, I still kept the habit of eating at my parents’ place.
Looking at the time, I guess my parents haven’t come back yet, so I simply opened the door and went in. When I changed my shoes, a pair of milky white low-waisted women’s boots came into my eyes. The style was small and unique, like a work of art.
I don’t fetish, but when I saw it, I suddenly had the urge to smell it, so I looked around like a thief, no one, I quickly picked one up, my heart was beating violently at this moment, no one would have seen it, and suddenly I heard a car passing by outside the door, knowing that they couldn’t see it, but I quickly put down the shoe, it was too scary, and finally I didn’t dare to smell it.
Judging by the size of the shoe, if it’s not my sister’s, could it be hers? A figure of a girl appeared in my mind, her slender body was like a fairy in the wind, and her pure smile was like a warm current in the cold winter. The first impression she gave me was very beautiful.
Her name is Xiaoya (pseudonym), and she shares a bed with her younger sister. Cheerful and lively personality, every time he sees me, he calls me Brother Ming. Facing such a pure and lovely girl, I also like to communicate with her, and chatting with beautiful women is one of my hobbies.
Quietly went up to the second floor, (the villa, a total of three floors) walked outside the door of my sister’s room, I just wanted to call my sister, but gave up again, I thought badly, how can I scare them?Not better. My sister and I are 7 years apart. Although the age difference is large, we have a good relationship. We often laugh and play together, and it is very casual to enter her room. Hehe, this time I went in directly to see what they were doing, without knocking on the door, just pushing the door open.
God! I couldn’t believe my eyes, I was short of breath, it was so fucking shocking.
In the room, Xiaoya was sitting on the side of the bed with a half-turned body. There was a low table on the bed, and she was playing with the computer on the table. My sister was lying at Xiaoya’s feet, with what seemed to be a sock in her mouth, half of the shirt on her body was lifted up, revealing the lower half of her breast. Xiaoya’s left foot pinched my sister’s nose, and her right foot stepped on her breast. This familiar picture should appear in the video, how could it be…
My sudden appearance startled the two of them, Xiaoya’s face turned ugly, and my sister’s face turned red with embarrassment. I didn’t say anything, turned around and went downstairs. In just over 10 seconds, it made me feel as real as a reincarnation.
I went downstairs and took out two cans of beer, sat on the sofa and “drinked booze,” wanting the wine to dilute the boiling blood in my body, but the heart that yearned for abuse sprung up like mushrooms after rain. I once imagined lying at the girl’s feet, but it actually happened to my sister. At this moment, I am intertwined with excitement and sadness.
It took a full 20 minutes for the two of them to come down the stairs. The younger sister walked in front, blushing, angrily walked up to me, and asked sharply, “Don’t you know that you have to knock on the door to enter the house? Don’t you know that you can’t enter a girl’s room casually? Don’t you know that your behavior can hurt people? Don’t you know what a jerk you are? My sister became more and more excited.
Facing the storm of questions, a smart person like me was instantly speechless, mainly because my mind is also very confused now.
At this time, Xiaoya coughed softly from behind, and I was surprised to find that the angry younger sister actually lowered her head and stopped talking.
How could this be possible, the younger sister who had always been spoiled and conceited, made trouble out of no reason, and acted recklessly, was so frightened by Xiaoya’s light cough that she dared not speak. What happened between them?
I stared at them, and when I was about to speak, Xiaoya spoke first, “Brother Ming, I’m sorry, I was rehearsing with Xiaoling just now.” The younger sister seemed to have been enlightened, and interjected, “Yes, you ruined the program arranged by the school and we went home to practice.”
I thought to myself, you two treat me as an idiot and mentally retarded, can such a program be arranged in the school? If that were the case, wouldn’t the school become a training base for SM? But in order to give them a step up, I didn’t break it. I nodded and said jokingly:

“Are you going to continue rehearsing?”
“No, it’s too late.” After Xiaoya finished speaking, she waved to me and left. My sister didn’t dump me, and went upstairs directly.
Going back to the sofa, I tried my best to calm down, but that scene always lingered.