The Wild School Beauty

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Zhou Lin was a university student. Because he lived in a remote rural area, he often didn't go home on weekends. That evening, the school was deserted except for the old gatekeeper.

He was playing basketball alone on the campus basketball court when two girls walked past him. One was the prettiest girl in the whole school, named Yingying, wearing a shiny black leather jacket, jeans,

white athletic socks, and white sneakers; the other was named Zhang Ling, wearing a red coat, stonewashed blue jeans, and bright red knee-high leather boots.

As Zhou Lin backed away, he accidentally stepped on Yingying's sneakers. He looked back, intending to apologize, but felt it didn't matter to the two girls, so he remained silent.

"Fuck your mother, are you blind?" Yingying suddenly kicked him in the chin. Yingying's Nike sneakers made a dull thud as they hit his chin.

Zhou Lin hadn't expected Yingying's kick to be so fast and high, and he almost fell over. (Unbeknownst to him, Yingying had been studying dance since elementary school.) He

was enraged and prepared to retaliate. At this moment, Zhang Ling also joined the fight, attacking Zhou Lin alongside Yingying.

Zhou Lin never dreamed that these two delicate girls would be so professional in their fighting skills, kicking high and accurately. Soon, Zhou Lin

had taken several kicks to his mouth and face. Seeing that he couldn't defend himself, he hurriedly fled towards the dormitory. However, the two girls chased after him relentlessly, all the way to the dormitory.

"You brat, how dare you mess with us sisters!" Yingying, who had just chased him into the room, kicked Zhou Lin in the face. At this moment, Zhang Ling, who had followed him into the room

, locked the dormitory door from the inside and rushed in to kick and punch Zhou Lin as well. Zhou Lin was quickly kicked to the ground. Yingying and Zhang Ling raised their feet, cursing as they

kicked, stomped, and trampled Zhou Lin's head repeatedly. Tired of kicking, the two girls raised their feet and stomped hard on Zhou Lin's chest, then used the soles and heels of their shoes to twist his mouth in a

brutal torture. After more than ten minutes of this, the two girls stopped kicking and beating him. Yingying took out a pack of Hilton cigarettes from her jeans pocket, handed one to Zhang Ling, and

took one for herself, then lit one.

"Get up, kneel down!" Yingying said fiercely, then plopped down on the edge of the bed. Zhou Lin was already stunned by the kicks and obediently knelt at Yingying's feet. Yingying

crossed her legs, her sneakers dangling in front of Zhou Lin's face. "What do you say we do?" Zhang Ling walked over from behind and grabbed Zhou Lin's hair. "I

formally apologize to you."

"You...it's too late!" Yingying said, raising her foot and kicking Zhou Lin's face several times with the sole of her shoe. "Do whatever you say, just don't hit

me anymore," Zhou Lin pleaded.

"What should we do?" Yingying lifted Zhou Lin's chin with the tip of her shoe, smiling as she said, "Lick your shoes clean for me with your tongue."... "This..."

Zhou Lin hesitated for a moment, then Zhang Ling grabbed his hair and pulled it back forcefully, causing Zhou Lin to open his mouth in pain. At this moment, Zhang Ling smiled mischievously,

her cherry lips slightly pouting. After a pause, she spat into Zhou Lin's mouth.

At this moment, Zhou Lin's hands were tied behind his back by Zhang Ling. "Lick it!" Yingying angrily kicked Zhou Lin's mouth three or four times. Zhou Lin quickly lowered his head and

crawled on the ground. The following content requires a reply to see him carefully licking Yingying's shoes with his tongue, from the upper to the toe, including

the seam .

Yingying's shoes were actually not old; they were brand new, worn for at most two days, pure white leather, exuding the fresh smell of leather. There were two

cute . Zhou Lin licked them one by one for over twenty minutes, until the pair of stylish sneakers were sparkling white. Yingying looked them over,

her fair face revealing two dimples. Then, she sat down, crossed her legs, and wiggled the soles of her shoes, arrogantly commanding, "You dog slave,

lick the soles of my shoes clean!" Zhou Lin hesitated for a moment, and Yingying had already placed the sole of her shoe on his mouth, tilting her head, biting her teeth slightly, and kicking hard. Zhou Lin had no choice but to stick out

his tongue and kiss and lick. At this moment, Yingying suddenly pushed hard with the sole of her shoe, kicking Zhou Lin backward to the ground.

Then, Yingying placed both feet on Zhou Lin's chest and shouted, "You dog slave, stick out your tongue!" Zhou Lin obeyed. Yingying smiled, raised one foot and stepped

on Zhou Lin's tongue, pressing it slightly into her mouth. "Push your tongue up!" Zhou Lin obeyed, but as soon as he stuck out his tongue, Yingying

's shoe sole stepped into his mouth.

Through the outline of Yingying's shoe sole, Zhou Lin saw her delicate face. Why was this beautiful girl so vicious? Suddenly, Yingying

stopped pressing her foot on his mouth, lifted her foot from his chest, and pressed almost all her weight onto Zhou Lin's mouth. At this moment, Zhang Ling grinned wickedly and kicked Zhou

Lin in the head with her tall boot. Zhou Lin fainted... After a sharp bout of suffocation, Zhou Lin woke up. He found Zhang Ling standing on his face. The heel of

a red patent leather tall boot was stuck in his mouth, while the other was on his forehead, tapping lightly. The boot reached his knees, and the shimmering light

made Zhou Lin's eyes blur for a moment. Following the heel and then the boot shaft, he saw Zhang Ling's youthful and vibrant thighs. Good heavens, Zhou Lin had inadvertently

seen Zhang Ling's white lace panties.

In a daze, he heard Zhang Ling, standing above him, making a phone call: "Hello, is this Ji Xiaoying? Oh, it's Miss Er. What? My dad sent money back from

Israel ? Okay, okay, don't rush to collect it. Listen, hurry up and drive that BMW to school to pick me up, I caught a dog..."

Oh? Could Zhang Ling be the "Crazy Ice Witch" from the school rumors? Zhou Lin came to this university last year. He had heard that there was a

"Witch Dream Team" in the second year of the art department, consisting of 7 girls, and the "Crazy Ice Witch" was the captain. It was said that the "Crazy Ice Witch's" father was a very wealthy man who

did business in the Middle East for many years. He hired a female bodyguard and driver for his daughter, named Ji Xiaoying, who was a demobilized member of the female special police team. It was also said that the

7 girls in the "Witch Dream Team" were all naturally beautiful, and they had represented the school in the provincial college bodybuilding competition and won the championship. Why are they called witches? It's said

they're wildly unrestrained, extravagant, and ruthless; even the school's "top dog" trembles at their presence. Once, a

senior student, a seasoned hoodlum, harassed the youngest of the "Seven Witches," only to be cornered in the washroom during lunch break by the seven girls. He was kicked and beaten half to death, his nose broken,

his lower lip pierced, and he was forced to kneel and kowtow

, begging for mercy. It seems he's really messed with the "Witches' Dream Team" this time… Zhou Lin muttered to himself, his humiliation palpable, yet his little brother inexplicably grew

harder, straining against his jeans like a small "Mount Fuji." Just then, Yingying, standing nearby, scolded him, "You dog slave, still not behaving yourself?" She then

stepped on his "little brother," rubbing it back and forth. Zhou Lin could even feel the supple sole of Yingying's sneakers, a jolt of electric shock washing over him,

a feeling of agonizing ecstasy. He was about to ejaculate. At this moment, Yingying suddenly stopped rubbing and pinched Zhou Lin's penis hard with the tip of her shoe, making him unable to stop.

After a while , she lifted her foot.

At this moment, Zhang Ling jumped off his face, grabbed his hair, and said, "You brat, there's more to come, even more exciting stuff." Then, she

ordered Zhou Lin to wipe the shoe prints off his body and face and come with them. "Please, you witch grandmothers..." Zhou Lin couldn't imagine how these cruel

beauties would torment him. He rolled over and returned to Zhang Ling's feet, tilting his head back and clinging to Zhang Ling's slender legs, pleading desperately. Zhang Ling pulled her leg away and kicked Zhou

Lin hard on the head with her boot heel, cursing, "You brat, you've ruined my boots too! Can you afford to pay for them? Over three thousand yuan! Listen, once we're in the car,

you'd better lick them clean with your tongue!" A bloody bump immediately appeared on Zhou Lin's head.

Terrified, Zhou Lin had no choice but to obey, wiping the shoe prints off his body and face with a wet towel. While he was busy, Zhang Ling's phone rang. It turned out that Ji Xiaoying

had already arrived at the school gate in her BMW. And so, Zhou Lin followed Zhang Ling and Yingying nervously out of the school gate and into Zhang Ling's white BMW.

The driver, Ji Xiaoying, was about 1.7 meters tall, around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. She spoke very little, her face always cold. She wore all black, with shiny black

flat-heeled boots, her hair styled in a round bun at the back of her head. Her forehead was smooth, her neck long and slender, her complexion fair, and she wore sunglasses. The car smelled of French perfume, and

the windows were tinted. Zhang Ling, Yingying, and Zhou Lin all sat in the back seat.

After the car started moving, Yingying suddenly raised her hand and slapped Zhou Lin hard across the face: "Where is your seat here? Kneel down under the seat!" Zhou Lin

obediently knelt down. Zhang Ling raised one of her boots, using the toe to lift Zhou Lin's face, and said, "Do I need to tell you what you should do?" Zhou Lin was stunned

for a moment, then immediately understood. He felt a huge sense of humiliation, but dared not resist. He had already experienced the power of these two witches firsthand, not to mention that

Ji Xiaoying, the driver, was a demobilized member of the female special police team.

He closed his eyes, his trembling hands holding Zhang Ling's tall boots, and stuck out his tongue, gently licking them. "Open your eyes and look at me!" Zhang Ling shouted. Zhou

Lin opened his eyes and found Zhang Ling's thin red lips slightly downturned, looking at him with the contempt of someone looking at a lowly dog.

The car sped along the bustling street. No one would have guessed that inside the car, two beautiful girls were ravaging their "prey."

Suddenly, Yingying, seized by a sudden interest, demanded that Zhou Lin "serve" both of them at the same time. Zhang Ling nodded knowingly, using her boots to kick Zhou Lin's neck,

knocking him onto his back. He lay flat in the car, and Zhang Ling placed both boots on his face, ordering him to use his tongue to "clean" the soles of the boots thoroughly. Yingying

pulled down Zhou Lin's pants, took off her sneakers, and placed her flesh-colored stockinged feet on his penis. Yingying's command was: "

You dog slave, weren't you being quite unruly lately? Now, use your 'little brother' to give your grandma a 'foot massage'!" At this moment, Zhou Lin's penis

hardened. He tried to control himself, contracting his penis to give Yingying a 'foot massage'. He didn't dare neglect his work either, taking Zhang

Ling's 15-centimeter-high boot heel into his mouth, his tongue swirling around, performing a "cleaning job."

Whether it was tension or excitement, suddenly, Zhou Lin lost control. His lower body, like a burst dam, overflowed, and Yingying's feet

were instantly flooded. He heard Yingying's scolding, and felt Zhang Ling's angry feet begin to rage, the boot heels slapping against his mouth. He felt like his

tongue was being crushed. He saw Yingying reach out her slender hand, painted with silver nail polish, pick up the sneakers, and slap them hard. Before

he could —because his mouth was stuffed with Zhang Ling's 15-centimeter boot heel—Zhou Lin passed out…

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