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Author: hyfdd<\/strong>
\nWord count: 13826<\/strong>
\nIn 1989, for the reason everyone knows, the school will not have classes until April, and many students have already gone home. I go for a walk in the playground when I have nothing to do, and I always see an old man exercising. She is about 55 years old, with a plump figure and a little bloated. She is about 160 tall and has an average appearance.
\nAfter looking at her twice, she should have noticed that I looked at her. This time, after running around twice, she took the initiative to talk to me and approached her. There was something strange in her eyes. I couldn\u2019t tell, but I always felt an inexplicable attraction.
\nShe is a retired ordinary employee of the university. After chatting a few words, she invited me to her home in the teaching building on campus. Her language was relatively simple, but she seemed irresistible. When I entered her home, it was an ordinary two-bedroom apartment, clean and tidy. My wife had passed away, and my daughter was abroad.
\nShe made me a cup of tea and we chatted. While talking, she said that she felt lonely, and said that there was a pet dog at home, but her brother liked it and had to leave.
\nI was mumbling and faltering to feel sorry for her, when she suddenly said, if you want, you can be my pet dog, you are only 20 years old, quiet and honest, just right to be my little pet dog. Saying that, he patted my head across the table.
\nI didn’t understand, but I seemed to think it was a joke, so I laughed and said yes, yes, but I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart, and her appearance suddenly became sexy.
\nWhen I was leaving, she escorted me to the door, and behind me came a word: You have to consider my suggestion, if you agree, come to my house at this time tomorrow.
\nI was possessed, and when I came to her house the next day, she opened the door and looked at me with dark eyes.
\nShe asked me casually what was going on. I was nervous at first, but her casualness was very peaceful, which immediately made the atmosphere more relaxed. I said I would do what you said yesterday.
\nShe hurriedly asked, which one? I said it was that one, and she immediately asked, which one?
\nWhen I said pet dog, she suddenly became happy, with a childish smile on her face.
\nOkay, okay, then you can sit next to me.
\nI was going to sit on the sofa with her, but she quickly stopped me, gave me a small cushion, and said you should sit on the ground, you think, a dog is always lower than its owner, right?
\nI sat down and she let me lean on her lap and we watched TV together. The atmosphere is warm and peaceful.
\nAfter a while, she told me that she was going to make lunch and let me continue watching TV.
\nTurning back halfway, she saw me sitting back on the sofa again, and she immediately became unhappy, and blamed me, didn’t you agree, you are a dog, why do you sit in the owner’s seat, and as she spoke, she slapped me on the head symbolically. I felt a kind of pressure and sat back again, thinking, I don’t know what will happen next.
\nShe cooked the meal and asked me to go over to eat. I was about to serve the table, but she stopped me and said with a smile on her face, you sit on the ground next to me, and I will reward you when I eat.
\nI was waiting for what would happen to her, she suddenly smiled and said to herself, damn, this piece of meat is so fat. As she said that, she stabbed me and signaled me to go over with her mouth. I went over and looked up at her. She held my head with her hands and asked me to open my mouth and spit the fat directly into my mouth. With an irresistible tone in the soft language, said: eat!
\nHalf an hour later, she finished eating, cleaned up the leftovers, and continued with another small plastic basin, and ordered me in the same soft voice; eat!
\nWhen I was eating, her eyes were full of satisfaction.
\nAfter eating, she asked me, do you know what the plate you ate was for, and I said no, she smiled excitedly and said it was for washing her butt at night. After you eat, you have to wash it three times.
\nAfter an hour, she came over, burst into tears, and kept saying sorry. I really like having a dog. I like to find a boy to be this dog. It\u2019s more than a real dog. It makes her 1000 times happier. Her sister abroad has such a boy dog. It is exactly what she is looking for, I hope you can satisfy me, if you are not willing, I will never force you. You can go now and act like nothing happened.
\nShe also said that by September, she will go to the United States to live with her daughter, and she wants to fulfill her wish of having a boy and a dog.
\nBy coincidence, I suddenly said, I am willing! Something deep inside of me seemed to be called.
\nShe repeatedly said, you have to think about it, I won’t force you. She probably emphasized it several times, hoping that I would consider it.
\nI made up my mind and said, I do!
\nShe looked at me for several minutes, stared at me blankly, and then said word by word, this is what you want, I didn’t force you, you must know that you are a human being, not a dog, there is a difference, you need to be trained, are you willing to accept it.
\nI said I would, and she said, if she trains her, she may suffer grievances, even a lot of grievances. I hope you can accept it, because only when she really becomes a pet dog can she be truly happy physically and mentally!
\nI said I would.
\nAnd you have to know, you are being raised in captivity, you know? I said I know.
\nShe said, what do you know, captivity means raising you in my house all the time, training you, and releasing you in September, you know?
\nI said I know.<\/p>\n

She stood up and said, well, let’s start now. You will never have to. You can’t walk standing up, you have to crawl, you have to learn now.
\nOkay, I crawled and walked with her. She opened a small room, and a picture was shown inside: it was the dog’s room, and there was a big dog cage in it.<\/p>\n

She said you go in now
\nI went in, and she closed the dog cage door casually. She said that she was going to take a nap at noon. There was a pet dog in the house. She slept soundly and was not lonely anymore.
\nAfter half an hour of this, I suddenly felt anxious and wanted to urinate, but I couldn\u2019t get out, so I called her, and I didn\u2019t dare to yell loudly, for fear that the neighbors around me would hear me. So, after a few minutes of yelling, she suddenly came over with disheveled hair and kicked the dog cage.Words: Damn BI, if I want you, it\u2019s better not to have you, don\u2019t you know, I\u2019m sleeping in one
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Author: hyfdd Word count: 13826 In 1989, for the reason …<\/p>\n

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