The school beauty's special hobby

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Wang Jing was from Xi'an, an ancient capital. She was only 20 years old when she was a sophomore in college. She was beautiful, one of the three most famous beauties in her department. She loved traveling. However, her personality differed from the other two beauties; she was somewhat melancholic. She did, though, love reading.

The three beauties shared a dorm room. One day, Lan, the youngest and most lively of the three, came back, holding a book. She said, "Jing-jie, I have a good book, do you want to read it?" Jing, lying on her bed reading, didn't even look up and said, "What good book could you possibly have?

It's probably another book about your love life. Is it a book to cure your depression? Don't

talk nonsense." But her eyes lit up, and she looked up at Lan. "Want to

read it? Here, if it cures you, you'll have to thank me properly." She casually tossed it over. Jing picked it up, flipped through it, and put it down again. Lan said, "Jing-jie, read it carefully. Yu-jie and I are going to meet some male classmates." She ran out like a gust of wind.

Jing picked up the book again and started reading. This is a book about SM written by the Japanese author Nishimura Juyuki. It's a series of novels by Nishimura Juyuki, a popular Japanese violent novelist at the time. It mainly criticizes stories of women abusing men. Jing only read one section before her heart started racing and her face turned slightly red.

Fortunately, Lan and Yu were both male classmates and didn't see her.

She rolled over and crawled to read it more closely. She read for three hours straight, and when she was on the last chapter, Lan and Yu returned. She quickly put it away and rolled over to lie down.

Lan asked, "Jing, isn't it good? How's the treatment?" Jing didn't answer.

"Yu, look, Jing's face is red and she's sweating," Lan said, pointing at Jing.

Yu was the second oldest of the three. Yu said, "Jing, if it's effective, you should thank Lan and me." Yu was the most cunning of the three sisters.

Lan said, "Yu, if you show the other books to Jing, she'll be completely cured, but the men who pursue Jing will suffer." Seeing that Jing didn't reply, the two laughed happily, took off their clothes, and went to bed.

Lan told Yu, "We don't need to wash our feet anymore; the male classmates have

already licked them clean." After the lights were turned off, Jing's eyes remained open. Scenes from the book—men kneeling to remove women's shoes, holding socks in their mouths, licking their toes and genitals, drinking urine, and beating men—played out before

her eyes. Her lower body stirred. She reached down and touched herself; she could truly feel a man licking and sucking her.
She fell asleep. In her dream, her figure appeared: she was wearing high heels and kicking a man, who knelt and begged for mercy. She ordered him to lick her shoes, and he held the shoes in both hands while she licked them. She cursed and whipped him…

The loudspeaker blared at morning exercises, waking her. She touched the blanket; it was soaked.

After the first class that morning, Jing went back to her dorm under some pretext to finish the last chapter. Remembering Lan's mention of Yu having a few more books, she went to Yu's

bookshelf and found them.

Over several days, after finishing the books, Jing's emotions underwent significant changes. Lan and Yu noticed this and were happy; Jing had finally found someone with the same hobby as them.

Jing was beautiful, one of the most beautiful girls in the department, and many boys pursued her, sending her numerous love letters. However, she ignored them all and still didn't have a real boyfriend. Now, Jing wanted to experience dating one of her many suitors. She chose Liang, who had a relatively weak personality.

Liang and Jing weren't in the same department, but they had taken the same general education courses in the same classroom for two years and knew each other. Liang was a senior, while Lan was in a junior college program, and he would graduate a year later than Jing. He was 1.8 meters tall, a member of the department's basketball team, fair-skinned, and somewhat thin. He came from a middle-class family in a medium-sized city; his parents were divorced, and he lived with his mother. His mother had a volatile temper, and he had been afraid of her since childhood. As he grew up, he always wanted to find a woman with a melancholic personality. Jing was exactly the woman he imagined, and since she was beautiful, he pursued her, writing her many love letters, but Jing ignored him.

One afternoon, Jing went to the classroom early and placed a note on the desk where Liang was sitting. Liang sat down to get his book, and a note came out with it. He opened it and his face immediately turned red; he was quite excited. The note read: "Wait for me by the garden outside the school gate after dinner. Jing." Liang tucked the note into his book and looked at Jing, who was sitting in the seat in front of him. Jing happened to turn around to look at something, her eyes fixed on Liang for a couple of seconds before turning away. Liang

was restless; he couldn't remember anything the teachers had said that afternoon. After dinner, Liang went to wait by the park gate outside the school. He waited for an hour, but Jing didn't appear. He thought he might have misremembered the time. He quickly took out the note to check; he hadn't misremembered. Liang waited another hour, but couldn't wait any longer, so he walked along the path by the garden. He hadn't walked more than 100 meters when he saw a woman standing under a telephone pole. By the light of the lamp, he recognized her as Jing. He quickly ran over and said, "Jing, I've kept you waiting." Jing

didn't speak, turned around, went through a small gate in the garden, sat on a bench, and tilted her head back, refusing to look at Liang. Liang hurriedly bowed and said, "I'm sorry, Jing, I've been here for two hours and haven't seen you. I'm so sorry." "

Hmph, sorry? I've been standing for two hours! My feet are swollen."

"I... I was waiting at the address you wrote on your note." "

Read the note to me."

Liang took out the note and examined it closely under the lamplight. "Yes, in the garden outside the school."

Jing said, "Read it again loudly.

Wait for me by the garden outside the school gate after dinner.

Do you understand? Wait for me by the garden." "

Oh my god, I was so excited I didn't see it was by the garden! I'm so sorry, please forgive me." "

Forgive you, it's our first time meeting, and it's already made my feet swollen. If we were really friends, I don't know what would hurt me. You can go now." Actually, Jing hadn't been standing for two hours at all. She, Lan, and Yu were sitting by the window in a small teahouse by the garden, eating sweet cakes and drinking tea. This window offered a perfect view of the garden gate. The garden gate was just ten steps from the teahouse. Lan saw Liang walking in this direction and told Jing to leave, so her foot wasn't swollen—it was Yu's idea.

Seeing Jing chasing him away, Liang quickly knelt down and said, "Jing, I didn't mean to. Please forgive me."

Jing didn't speak. Instead, she crossed one leg over the other, took off her high heel, and massaged her foot. Liang looked up and said, "Jing, let me massage it for you."

"Hmph." Jing turned her head to the other side.

Liang boldly massaged her foot with one hand, and seeing that Jing didn't object, he massaged it with both hands.

This was the first time a man had massaged Jing's feet, and she felt exceptionally comfortable; her heart was racing. It felt completely different from massaging her own feet.

But she pretended not to feel anything.

Liang massaged gently with both hands. But then he heard Jing say loudly, "If you really want to massage, put more pressure on it, don't just tickle me."
"Yes."

Liang realized Jing's expression had brightened, so he massaged harder with both hands.

All of this was clearly seen by Yu and Lan in the teahouse. Yu said to Lan, "They're going to the theater, let's do our own thing," and left the teahouse with Lan.

Jing put down the foot Liang was massaging, and Liang quickly put high heels on Jing.

Jing asked, "Aren't you going to massage the other foot?" "Yes," Liang quickly knelt down and took off the high heel from Jing's other foot, then knelt on one knee and placed Jing's foot on his knee, massaging it with both hands.

Only then did Jing look at Liang properly and say, "Are you truly willing to be my friend?" Liang looked up and said, "Yes, truly." His hands were still massaging.

Jing said, "I'm difficult to please." "

I'll take good care of you.

I'll hit people when I'm angry.

I'm not afraid of being hit; my mother always hit me when I was little.

If I ask you to do something, can you do it?" "Yes, I'll do whatever you ask." "

Okay, take off my socks."

"Yes," Liang used his hands to remove the stockings from Jing's foot that was on her knee.

Jing said, "Use your hands to hold the socks and lick my feet."

Yes, Liang held Jing's socks in one hand and supported her calf with the other, then lowered his head and began to lick the back of her foot.
Jing felt a tingling sensation all over her body, a pleasant numbness. It was exactly the feeling described in Nishimura Toshiyuki's novels. Jing, supporting herself on the bench, said, "Lick my toes."

Yes, Liang began licking her toes.

At this moment, Jing felt even more comfortable. She truly thanked Yu and Lan, and thanked Nishimura Toshiyuki's novels; they helped her find the true way to be a woman. Jing was intoxicated by the excitement, thinking, "I want to find even greater pleasure with Liang."

Jing lowered her head and said, "Put the sock in your mouth and listen to me. If you agree, lower your head; if you disagree, shake your head."
Yes. Liang put the sock in his mouth and helped Jing put on her high heels. He lowered his head to listen to Jing.

Jing lifted one leg and raised his chin, saying, "I'll ask you one more time, are you willing to serve me?" "Um," Liang mumbled, his mouth full of sock.

Jing slapped him across the face, saying, "You can only lower your head."

Because Jing's foot was lifting his chin, lowering his head pressed down on Jing's foot as well.

Jing lifted his chin with her foot and asked, "What do you mean by 'obeying me' all the time'?" Liang lowered his head again, and Jing's foot forcefully lifted his chin. Liang forced his head down and said, "Yes." "

Okay, I'll be your friend. Now, use your mouth and hands to put on my socks and shoes."

"Yes," Liang knelt down and used his mouth and hands to put on Jing's stockings and shoes.

Jing said, "Come to my dorm room after dinner tomorrow.

" "Yes. " "

Let's go back. "

"Yes."

[The End]

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