A Strange City Alone (My Growth Diary) Part 2

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January 4th, 2013. It's the fourth day of the New Year. I've been eating three-yuan bowls of noodles every day, and my recovery is still quite slow. The shop is practically empty. She hasn't shown up since taking my ID card, and I don't dare to approach her. After all, that night was filled with tension, excitement, and shock.
These past few days, my heart tells me that even so, I still feel a touch of admiration, even more, for her. "
Sister, how much does it cost to dry clean the blanket? It's almost New Year's, and I need my ID." "
You really know how to rub it in! The blanket got ruined. I should have let you hand wash it. I'm at the dry cleaners right now." "
Okay, you go ahead with your work.
" "Why do you need my ID? I remember once you confided in me that you weren't planning to go home for the New Year." "
Speechless now, aren't you? You can't even lie properly." "It's getting dark. I know you don't even have money for food. I have a friend in **Garden who deals with credit cards. I'll ask around for you another day." "
Thank you, sister." "
By the way, how's your recovery? How about I find you some work to earn some living expenses?"
How much was your quilt? I still want to compensate you for the quilt.
It was a popular model my friend brought back from abroad; it cost around 20,000 RMB at the time. How are you going to compensate me?
20,000…yes, are you going to compensate me?
Do you have an invoice?
Of course I do, otherwise why would I be here? I'm just having them compensate me. As for you, are you still earning your living expenses?
What's wrong?
Don't worry about anything, I won't hurt you.
Okay, how much can I get?
That depends on your performance.
When will it start?
Have you felt unwell these past few days?
My back was sore and I couldn't exert any strength the other day, but it's much better today.
It seems you've almost recovered. Get some money and eat something good.
I haven't eaten anything good…I'm just sitting here waiting for their compensation answer. I'm asking around for you, see if it's okay today.
Okay, thank you, sister.
Fifteen minutes later, Tianye also sent me another message.
Close the shop first and go to a nearby store to buy an eye mask.
I closed the door, but I don't have any money to buy one.
Okay, go to the small clinic in the garden and get the blindfold. I'll have my friend leave one there.
Okay.
I quickly entered the residential area and found the small clinic she mentioned. In the dim light, I found a blindfold and a pair of black, scented stockings.
Sister, I got the blindfold and the black stockings.
Good. Take them and go into the alley opposite the clinic, turn into the third fork, put on the blindfold, stuff the stocking leg into your mouth, pull the crotch over your head, and wait for someone to pick you up.
This…you're not scared again, are you? I told you, I wouldn't hurt you. If I wanted to, you would have been ruined long ago.
I'm afraid of running into other people.
No.
I followed her instructions, entered the dead-end alley, gagged myself, covered my eyes, and pulled the stocking over my head. Soon, the sound of high heels approached me.
Sure enough, she was very obedient.
She took off all my clothes, leaving me completely naked. I was shivering from the cold. She draped a long down jacket over me, put a hat on me, and covered my face with a scarf. After she did that, my body warmed up again.
She took my hand and led me out of the dead end, onto her electric scooter. After a moment of disorientation, she stopped. My heart sank, and I lost all sense of security, unsure of which building we were in.
She led me to her room, where I could smell a fragrance stronger than her stockings and scarves.
To prevent me from seeing her true face, leather handcuffs secured my hands to the bed.
Her skin was so white, even whiter than mine; it made me envious. The first thing she noticed when she pulled open her down jacket was my pale skin.
Ah… I cried out in pain even through the stockings. She was probably dripping wax onto me with a candle. What was this woman doing? This was something only seen in Japanese AVs; it was something men did to women. Wasn't she afraid of burning me? She was really daring.
As the wax dripped onto my body, I gradually got used to the pain. I was a little uneasy when she suddenly stopped.
Next came the vibrator. She moved it over my body, and because of the wax dripping, my body was extremely sensitive.
I rolled over and lay face down.
To get more money to redeem my ID card, as my sister said, I had no choice but to obey. I struggled to turn over and kneeled on the bed.
She turned off the light, removed the stockings and blindfold from my head, and put the hood and gag back on, then turned the light back on.
The soft gag was probably a silicone prosthesis, with a protruding part sticking out of the mouth for me to poke at the bed.
She applied lubricant to my anus with her fingers, and with a gloved hand, easily inserted one finger, probing and thrusting back and forth. Then
she used two, then three. After a few minutes of using three fingers, my anus became easy to penetrate. Soon, the warm fingers were replaced with something else inserted into my anus. Soon, a warm liquid flowed in, and with each breath, a large amount of liquid entered my body. My lower abdomen quickly felt bloated and painful. I wiggled my buttocks to tell her I was in pain. "
Don't move, it'll be over soon."
She wasn't lying to me. Soon, no more fluid entered. She pulled out the syringe and reinserted something to plug my anus. She pressed hard to prevent me from spitting it out. I quickly felt the plug getting bigger and bigger. I dared not push against it anymore, so she released me. "
If you don't want your anus to burst, just bear with it. This is my name bed. I'll let you poop in the bathroom later.
" I tried to control my breathing. She put a collar around my neck and replaced the handcuffs with chains about twenty centimeters long. My feet were also chained together. She carefully led me off the bed. Luckily, there was a blanket on the floor. She led me out of the carpeted area; the cold tiles were a bit uncomfortable to touch directly. She gave me a mat and made me lie face down. I heard her undressing, then she sat down in front of me. "
Little baby, lift your head, good boy, lean your head forward a little."
She held my head, and I inserted the other end of the gag into her already wet body.
The sound of her kicking was really nice, but the stuff in my anus was about to burst.
I let out a whimpering scream, tears streaming down my face through the hood. "
Seeing how obedient you are, stop crying, I'll take it out."
As soon as the plug shrank, I sprayed it out, feeling much better. "
If you're not uncomfortable anymore, what are you standing there for? Move around!" So thin, yet she managed to expel so much filth.
Before I could even move the gag in my mouth, she got up and left the bathroom, then poured warm water into my anus again. She repeated this five times before saying it was clean.
I first sat on my back to shower myself, then she carefully began to wash me. After wetting my body with warm water, she lathered it with soap. My back, which had never been washed before, was now thoroughly cleaned. While she was washing my genitals, I almost ejaculated, but she noticed and stopped me in time. She dried me with a towel and then used a hairdryer on a warm setting all over my body. "
Little darling, didn't you enjoy Mommy's bath?"
To make her feel accomplished, I nodded repeatedly from the bottom of my heart. "
Because you came so suddenly, I wasn't prepared, otherwise this night would have been an unforgettable memory for you."
She led me back to the room. As soon as I climbed onto the blanket, she took an electric tail from the bed and inserted it into my anus, and also put a suction cup nipple massager on me. My genitals, the only part I wanted to be touched, were completely ignored. I knew she was doing this on purpose.
She sat on the edge of the bed, legs spread. I groped for the right spot, carefully stimulating the outer edge of her vulva with the other end of the gag, circling and swaying it around her wet opening. "
Hey, who taught you that? You're being naughty."
As I spoke, I pushed the gag into her wet opening and began thrusting in and out rapidly.
A knocking sound made her press my head down to keep quiet. I could hear the vibrating sounds of the two toys on my body.
Knock, knock, knock.
She got up, led me to the closet, put on some clothes, and left the room. "
Who is it? It's so late, I'm already asleep. Let's talk tomorrow." "
It's me, sister, open the door."
The voice was soft, but I knew who it was; it was her who had sent me here.
The door opened, she came in, and then closed it again. "
Who are you kidding? I already went to sleep? What are you doing, so tense?"
"Nothing. How dare you bother me at this hour?"
"Were you about to climax and I scared you back?" "
Come on."
"Hey little boy, how's he? Pretty good, huh? Where did you hide him?" "
Don't tease me. If you're not busy, go home." "
Go home for what? You have so many rooms. It's so late, can't I stay the night?" "
Stay the night? Your husband must be checking up on you." "
You know and you still say that? Just when you picked him up, he suddenly told me he had some business to attend to, and needed help urgently. I told him I was on a
business trip and hadn't returned yet." "Absence makes the heart grow fonder, this shouldn't be happening." "
No, his clothes are still on my balcony, and my favorite blanket is damaged too." "
My goodness, sister, what are you going to do to him? You're so perverted! My hush money isn't cheap!" "
Come on, I've been to your house before, and I have just as much stuff as you do. You know what I do. It's rare to find such an obedient little guy. He's like a blank sheet of paper; we can draw whatever we want on him." "
Where is he?"
"Isn't he right here?"
She opened the wardrobe and pulled me out. "
Little darling, wag your tail for this sister."
I really wanted to disobey her, but that would make her lose face, so I swayed my body from side to side. "
Okay, stop swaying, sister. His body is still developing, don't go too far. I'm tired after a long day, I'm going to sleep in the guest room."
"What, feeling sorry for him?"
"My husband is waiting for me to come home."
"He doesn't know where you live, does he?" "He
probably doesn't, and even if he did, he wouldn't have a key. 　　"
"Isn't there a locksmith?" " Unless he wants a divorce. 　　" "Want to sleep together tonight?" 　　"No, I haven't slept well these past few days." 　　The room was empty except for the two of us again. After 　　a while, she finally spoke. "My interest is gone just like that, let's go to bed." 　　She untied my hands and feet and removed my gag. I could finally speak. " 　　Sister, can I take off the hood? " 　　"No, unless you're blind." " 　　Can I wear a blindfold?" 　　"Stop asking so many questions." 　　A spherical gag was then placed in my mouth. She laid me flat on the bed, my limbs were pulled to the sides and tied up, and then a pillow was placed under my waist and buttocks. 　　After waiting for a while, I thought she would give me oral sex, but instead, drops of wax started dripping onto my body again. " 　　Serves you right for talking so much," she said, dripping wax while stepping on my body with her stockinged feet, but she wouldn't touch my erection. 　　After punishing me for a few minutes, unexpectedly, she put her stockings on her hands and started masturbating me, but very slowly. With the help of lubricant, the friction of the stockings wasn't too uncomfortable. 　　Gradually, the speed increased, and I became more and more excited. She took my glans into her mouth and continued to masturbate with her stockinged hands, her tongue constantly stimulating my glans. In just a few seconds, I thrust my hips forward, and all my semen shot into her mouth. After she spat out my glans, she didn't get up to spit out the semen; she must have swallowed it all. 　　I never expected my first ejaculation after so long to be like this. All the pain I endured before felt worthwhile. 　　After I ejaculated, she removed the vibrating tail, put the not-too-thick vibrator back into my anus, and then put a pair of cool, stiff underwear on me. " 　　Now you're quiet, right?" 　　I nodded. She removed the gag, took out a pillow, covered me with a blanket, and lay down next to me, holding me close. " 　　Did you feel great just now? 　　" "Yeah." " 　　Do you want me to open the thing in your anus?" " 　　What's that? It'll fill it up perfectly." " 　　A wireless remote-controlled vibrator. This one can be kept in there anytime, anywhere, even when you're out. It's wireless and remote-controlled. I often use similar ones when I go out." " 　　Going out with this? 　　Surprised? I've never told anyone this before. You're the first, but you can't let a third person know. Besides the trust I have in you, everything you experienced today was recorded and photographed."

I understand you. Like back in my freshman year, my good friend and I worked summer jobs together. After work, he'd take me around the streets. One day, he couldn't resist letting me discover his obsession with women's underwear. But I didn't distance myself from him because of it; after all, he trusted me so much. Because I had a better figure than many girls, he'd always point to other people's clothes hanging outside and joke that I'd look great in this or that. It reminded me of something he said in high school, but I didn't pay much attention then because he was more timid than me. I joked back, saying if he dared to take it off, I dared to wear it.
I didn't expect her to listen to me so quietly, but at that moment I stopped because the thing in my anus started working, not just vibrating but also rotating.
"Keep talking, did he steal it? Did you wear it?"
She clamped my right leg between her legs, tightening her grip and rubbing against me. When she lifted her buttocks, my leg was touched by the vibrating hard thing. " Did you
also insert a vibrator, sister?"
"Yeah, how did you know it was a vibrator?"
Because I've also watched Japanese films.
You little rascal, you've never learned anything good since you were little, keep telling your story.
Well, later, I stole the underwear he pointed to, and near the end of my summer job, I got up in the middle of the night and stole another pair of underwear and stockings, packed them up at school, and gave them to him on his birthday. Before giving them to him, on the day I went back to school, I wore the first pair of underwear I stole. On the bus, I deliberately bent down to pick something up. He noticed but didn't say anything. Instead, after getting off the bus, he quietly asked me if I was wearing women's underwear. I didn't expect him to be even more excited than me.
Because you did something he dared not do, and then what?
Later, he fell in love and wasn't so obsessed with this stuff anymore.
You did it on purpose, it definitely wasn't like that.
What kind of ending are you imagining, sister?
What I'm thinking is probably the truth: did you two sleep together? Did his girlfriend have a threesome with you?
Ugh, we're both men, how could we sleep together? I don't watch gay films, but I've watched lesbian films recently. Later, he really did start showing off his relationship to me. I'm a person with thoughts. Playing around is playing around, but I also have my own career to complete.
I didn't realize that being a escort was part of your business tonight?
Tonight, tonight is because... we agreed on a part-time job, but who knew it would turn out like this.
What, regretting it?
No, I never regret anything. What I've done is already a memory, and also a part of my growth. Just like now I can be your confidant, but as your outlet, there are probably many things I can't accept.
Is it because you're always so talkative?
No, it's because I feel a sense of empathy for you.
That's really heartwarming.
The vibration in her anus started to increase, and she could hear a strong buzzing sound herself.
Sister's moans are so beautiful.
Is that so?
Hearing your voice, I wanted to get hard, but I was forced back down.
Is that so? Then let me tell you some of my experiences.
The vibration weakened, her breathing became calm, and she began to tell me some of her stories. Every single one of them amazed me. Only someone who has experienced so much can turn things that ordinary people find unbelievable into normalcy. I've kept it hidden in my heart for so many years, and finally I've found someone to confide in.
As I listened to her talk, I mentally conjured up an abstract image of someone, and my vaginal fluids soaked through a large patch. "
Sister, although I really want to keep listening, I'm afraid your mouth will be dry and your throat will hurt tomorrow. Can we kiss?"
She didn't answer, but instead pressed herself against me and kissed me. Her tongue was incredibly skilled, almost capable of tying knots.
She reached down to my stomach, and I tightened my abdominal muscles. She then slipped her hand into the underwear she had put on me, leaving it slippery.
Damn, she was even more wet than I was.
Because what she was saying was like a vivid movie playing in my mind. "
Okay, I haven't had sex in a long time either. I've just been using these toys to maintain my libido."
She got up, got out of bed, grabbed something, and took off the uncomfortable underwear. I quickly became erect. Without needing lubricant, she put something on my penis, the end covering my testicles. "
Sister, what's this?" "
A thicker, longer condom. I masturbate often. This is fine for a normal person, but without this, I won't feel anything." This is the vibrator that was just in my vagina. Open your mouth and take it in.
With the somewhat heavy vibrator in my mouth, she sat on top of me. Her vagina wasn't as loose as she described; the added layer made my penis feel heavy and pressured.
Just as she was about to climax, she removed the condom, her warm grip enveloping my penis as she thrust rapidly. She reached her climax before me.
After ejaculating inside me, she lay on top of me like that, and we slept until dawn.

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