Disciplining by her older sister

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"Today is the first day, sweetie. First, we need to train you to talk." After showering, the pretty lady dried her upper body and handed me a towel to dry her legs and her own body.
"Woof woof!"
"Yes, that's it. But I'm not entirely sure what things in life require you to communicate with me. Here's what we'll do: if you say yes, bark twice; if you say no, bark once; if you have other opinions, bark three times. I'll then consider whether you should talk."
"Woof woof woof!"
"You can talk? Why are you so excited?"
"Pretty lady, why not reverse it? When you say yes, just bark once." "Silly sweetie, I've thought about it. I promised to train you these next few days, and I'm afraid if I go too far, you won't have time to bark."
"What about something very, very urgent?"
"What an annoying dog, always asking questions when I ask you to talk," the pretty woman grabbed my chin and pressed my mouth against her vulva. "You're at home, I'll take care of you. If there's any emergency, ha... ha... like this, use your tongue to move it. Wait, I'm getting a little wet again, open your mouth to catch it." "Okay, I'll give you a special case. I'll be wearing that red floral dress later. Once you're inside, you won't be bound by any rules. You can say whatever you want to my sister." I gulped down a couple of mouthfuls and pressed my tongue against my urethra. When the pretty woman stopped, I bent down and asked,
"Big sister or second sister?"
"Stop talking," the pretty woman slapped my head hard and then continued to urinate in my mouth. After the pretty woman finished urinating, I carried her to the wardrobe. The pretty woman stood up, and I sat on the floor in front of the dressing mirror, tilting my head back and supporting myself with my hands.
The pretty woman spread her legs and easily straddled my face, using her hands to separate her buttocks and trap my nose between them. She then moved forward slightly, allowing my warm breath to waft over her vulva. She then found the long red dress, pulled it over her head, and covered me beneath it. "Pretty woman, I..." Before I could finish, she grabbed my chin and pressed it against her vulva. "Let's try it today, see if you can communicate with my older sister, if you have anything to say to her."
I was stunned. How could we communicate like this? By using our tongues to send telegrams? My mouth was under her vulva, my nose pressed against her buttocks. I gradually felt suffocated. When I tried to struggle, she tightened her legs, clamping my head down. "You're out of breath, aren't you? Do you know how to say 'help'?" Help? So, oh, there's a Morse code, is it three long, three short, three long, or three short, three long, three short? I tried to recall while stirring my tongue inside the pretty girl's vulva, but before I could figure it out, I was bursting. I tried to push her buttocks apart, but my position was wrong, I couldn't move at all. The pretty girl felt my struggle and grabbed my chin tightly, pressing it against her vulva, encouraging me, "Good boy, think carefully, I'll let you go if you answer correctly." A flash of inspiration struck me, and I tilted my head back forcefully, my nose between the pretty girl's buttocks... I pulled out of my clothes, and just as I was about to take a deep breath, my legs were blocked by the beautiful woman's bottom. "Woof!" I said. The beautiful woman let go, and I broke free from between her legs, panting heavily. The beautiful woman said above my head, "Looks like this is going to be a long lesson. Okay, I won't teach you yet, but in the future, I will definitely design a completely new way of communicating with you, just for you and me, okay, sweetie?"
Damn it, I've been studying English for over 10 years and I still don't know it. Now I have to learn this language? I'm going to be bored to death. I know that although the beautiful woman looks gentle, she has a lot of ideas and doesn't easily change her mind once she's made a decision. Looks like I'm in for a tough time. "Sweetie, hurry up and get dressed. Let's go downstairs to buy breakfast. I'll change my clothes, and I'll take you out to play today." "Huh? Not at home?"
"Hehe, aren't you bored staying at home all the time? The weather is nice today, let's go out for a walk first. Where do you want to go?"
"I... I want to go..." Before I could finish speaking, the pretty girl pressed down on me with her hips, knocking me to the ground. I was about to say something more when I realized she had already stood up, her skirt off my head. I quickly shut my mouth, but still feeling a bit resentful, I barked twice. "Good boy, so smart!" the pretty girl said, extending her left foot to my mouth so I could suck on her toes. She said, "I know where you want to go. I'll take you, but remember, you can only speak when I tell you to. Get up now and go buy breakfast." When I came back upstairs with soy milk and steamed buns, the pretty girl had already changed her clothes and was putting on makeup in front of the mirror. Today she was wearing a simple white ankle-length dress with green flowers. I have to say, the pretty girl has a great figure; even a very ordinary dress looks stunning on her. I secretly admired her while setting out the bowls and chopsticks on the table and barking, "Woof woof!" The pretty girl came over and sat down, taking the soy milk from my hand... She opened the steamed bun and said, "Starting today, I'm going to restrict your water intake. You can only drink what I give you. If you drink water without my permission, I'll punish you." I barked twice in protest, but she ignored me. I had no choice but to swallow the bun. "Go brush your teeth. Remember, if I find you drinking water without permission, hmph..." After "playing" all morning, I was exhausted. I really don't understand why women like to look at things that don't belong to them or aren't on their shopping list. She led me to several shopping malls, searching through every clothing store like a bomb, picking and choosing. In the end, we didn't buy many clothes by noon, but she did buy me a pure white shirt and said, "Come on, let's buy a matching outfit." I looked around and couldn't find a way to match the white shirt with her long skirt. She noticed my doubt and whispered in my ear, "My underwear is white, you know." One sentence made me blush.
I sat on the bench in front of the row of fitting rooms, holding a half-empty two-liter bottle of Sprite, waiting listlessly with a group of dejected men. The pretty lady opened the door, revealing her face, and said to me, "Sweetie, come in and help me out." Help? I looked around; no one reacted. Some looked up at me with knowing, understanding expressions, but unfortunately, they didn't know what I was going to help with, otherwise… I squeezed into the cramped fitting room and stood face-to-face with the pretty lady. She whispered in my ear, "Sweetie, haven't had any water all morning, are you thirsty? Here's some water for you." Sister
, this is a public place! I wanted to object, but she forced me to kneel on the floor, my face pressed against her skirt, my nose almost touching her breasts. The fragrant scent filled my brain, hypnotizing me and making my heart race. Whatever, I was already… I was so thirsty. I looked up at the pretty girl. She seemed to understand my thoughts, smiled sweetly, and stepped over my knees, lifting her skirt to cover me. I wondered if any swallowing sounds would be heard. But when I looked up and smelled the familiar scent of her white panties, all my doubts vanished. I pulled her panties down to her thighs, then slipped my head inside from behind. I pulled the panties up again, wrapping my head around her breasts. I wished my whole body would disappear, leaving only my head, nestled inside her panties, so I could stay close to her forever.
Just then, the pretty girl patted my head. I quickly stuck out my tongue, parted her labia, opened my lips wide, pressed them tightly together, and then pulled my tongue back. Her urine "hissed" into my mouth. Before I could savor it, I drank it down in big gulps. This time, the urine was very long. I listened to her soft breathing and could feel her lower abdomen rising and falling slightly with her breath. She gently stroked my head, giving me a stroking reward. When the urine stream thinned, creating space in my mouth, I closed my lips and gently sucked on the opening of her urethra. The muscles in her thighs, which had been gripping my face, slowly relaxed. She was letting me swallow the remaining urine. For her, this feeling was "as satisfying as nursing my child," and it was similar for me. Her urine was warm, with a slightly salty-sweet taste—delicious and thirst-quenching. When the stream stopped, I held her vulva in my mouth for a moment. She paused, her urethra bulged again, but no more urine flowed. It seems she peed quite clean this time. The pretty lady pinched my face with satisfaction. I quickly cleaned her lower body with my tongue, then crawled out from between her legs and stood up. "Have you had enough?" "Woof woof," I responded softly. "Then let's go out, wait a minute." The pretty lady put a piece of chewing gum in my mouth and walked out of the fitting room. The person sitting opposite us didn't seem suspicious at all. However, a pretty girl was standing not far away with clothes in her arms. When she saw the door open, she hurried over, looked at us suspiciously, and then crawled in to try on the clothes. "Hopefully, there's no smell left inside," I thought to myself.
Liang Jie and I are probably a perfect couple. Although I don't know how to define our relationship according to social norms—it's a bit abnormal—it doesn't violate moral principles—we don't build our happiness on the suffering of others. In fact, since our relationship was established, we've both derived immense joy from it because our personalities complement each other, and we both find satisfaction and comfort in each other. Most importantly, we haven't caused any unhappiness to anyone because of this relationship.
Liang Jie sat on the edge of the bed reading a book and said to me, "You have a kind of servility that has been passed down in China for thousands of years, but it's only a kind of servility. Your servility isn't about submitting to the coercive control of a dictatorship; in fact, such coercion can backfire, making you show a rebellious and defiant side. I think this is because your childhood was too boring, with little companionship. Your obedience is only based on those you approve of, like me. In fact, you expect to be controlled because you're escaping loneliness. This mentality is probably very common, especially among our generation; but due to the prejudice of social norms, most people are..." They suppressed it themselves, and there wasn't much that could be unearthed. So you're lucky to know me, right? Right?" The pretty girl asked, while rubbing her genitals against my mouth a couple of times. My mouth was pressed against her genitals, making a "buzzing" sound. I was too lazy to speak or think. After all, it's better to follow your feelings in many things. For example, during sex, if you insist on breaking down and analyzing all the contact using mechanical or biological theories, how can you talk about pleasure? It's better to close your eyes and enjoy it first. I love the pretty girl, and I like to satisfy her with my mouth. That's enough.
I was lying on the bed, using a pillow as a headrest, my legs bent against the wall. The pretty girl had placed a cushion against my thighs, and I leaned back comfortably on it, her buttocks straddling my face, her genitals pressed against my mouth, her legs against my ears on the floor. I gently breathed into her clitoris through my nose, my tongue slowly tracing patterns inside her vagina. I didn't want to think about anything, I just wanted to stay between her legs until the time was up. Then, when she got into a good reading mood, she read a passage to me, suddenly pressing her buttocks forward and saying, "Get ready," followed by a stream of urine flowing into my mouth. Actually, I didn't have any psychological aversion to urine. When I was little, if I was woken up by the urge to pee, I would put some in my water cup under the covers, empty it the next morning, wash it, and use it to drink water. Once, out of curiosity, I even took a sip, but the urine smell was too strong, and I couldn't drink it. The first time I encountered the pretty girl's urine, I was fooled by the faint urine smell, thinking that this was how girls' urine naturally tasted, and that it was delicious. It wasn't until the second time I drank it that I realized I'd been tricked. After trying a few more times, I finally figured out the pattern. Urine is simply the body's metabolic waste, unlike breast milk. If you eat salty food, your urine will naturally be salty; if you drink a lot of water, your urine will be as bland as plain water; if you drink sugary drinks, your urine will have a slightly sweet taste, and so on. However, when I first encountered Liang Jie's urine, if I drank too much, my stomach would feel very uncomfortable, since urine is alkaline and can cause a cold feeling in the stomach. But once I got used to it, this symptom disappeared.
Liang Jie enjoyed urinating in my mouth. Once, when Liang Jie was sucking my penis, I wanted to try urinating into her mouth too. Liang Jie sensed my intention, or perhaps to comfort me, or perhaps she really wanted to try it herself, she held my testicles with her hands, gently sucked my penis into her mouth, and patiently waited for a long time. I held Liang Jie's head, unable to relax. Later, when Liang Jie got tired of sucking, she swept her tongue across the base of my penis, sending a tingling sensation straight to my head, and I immediately became erect, making it even harder to ejaculate. The pretty girl slapped my butt hard and started giving me oral sex. It seems I'm destined never to experience the pleasure of peeing in someone else's mouth. As for why she could pee in my mouth, it's probably because of the differences in male and female anatomy, but I don't know if other girls can do it (actually, I found out very soon).
After clearing away the dishes, the pretty lady said to me, "Sweetie, get in the chair quickly. I'll take a shower and then come watch a movie." I barked twice, crawled under the bed, and lay back in the chair. The pretty lady also crawled in and handcuffed my hands to the chair. I barked loudly. The pretty lady said to me, "Sweetie, I didn't mean to tie you up. I was afraid you'd get too excited and take care of yourself with your hand. I need to use your little brother tonight." After saying that, she pulled down my pants and gave my penis a hard squeeze. After taking a shower, the pretty lady came over, opened the chair, adjusted it so my head was raised, and then put a piece of ice in my mouth: "Give your sister a good licking, or I'll let her bully you." After saying that, she spread her buttocks and sat on my face. Of course, I knew what this bullying meant. I dared not disobey. I first covered the ice with my tongue and gently rubbed it against the pretty lady's anus twice, then placed the ice on the pretty lady's anus. "Ha..." The pretty girl let out a long breath, sounding quite pleased. A few seconds later, the ice cube slid down, and I circled it a few times with my tongue before pushing it back up. The melting ice, carrying the scent of shower gel and the pretty girl's body fragrance, flowed down my tongue into my mouth. I gently sucked and swallowed it. When the ice melted into a small piece the size of a fingernail, I used my tongue to push it into the pretty girl's anus. I felt her body lean forward, her thighs clamping together, before loosening for a while. Then, the pretty girl leaned heavily against the back of the chair. I pursed my lips and sucked the ice water that had melted from the pretty girl's anus until I couldn't suck any more out. Only then did I stick my tongue up and trace back and forth. The pretty girl was breathing rapidly against the back of the chair. Hehe, it seems she wasn't interested in watching the movie anymore.
A few minutes later, the pretty girl sat back, revealing my mouth, and added another ice cube. Just as she was about to sit back down, someone knocked on the door. "Who is it?"
"It's me, Xiaoya."
The pretty girl paused, stood up, pulled out the chair, and went to open the door. "You brat, haven't come over to play in ages!"
"Oh, you're one to talk! Didn't you warn me that I shouldn't bother you? By the way, is your brother home today?"
"He just had dinner here and left less than an hour ago."
"Oh, right, what did he eat for dinner?"
"He ate… are you asking for a beating? Are you?" The pretty girl tickled Xiaoya as she spoke, and Xiaoya laughed and dodged. After a while, she said, "Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. My roommate kicked me out today, so I have to stay here for the night. Is that okay?"
"What's inconvenient about it? As for you, why don't you keep your roommate company? Do something like a threesome or something? Anyway, you're so shameless."
"Me, shameless? Hmm, shameless is better than you being slutty."
"Wrong, not as good as me."
"That's true, you really dare to joke around."
"Hehe, anyway, you already know, it's no fun hiding it, what, are you jealous?" "Of course I'm jealous, didn't you just say you wanted a threesome? Why don't you call your little brother over for a threesome?" "Get lost, don't even think about other people's good things, this is private property."...
The two of them walked into the bedroom while bickering intimately. My heart was pounding, hoping they wouldn't be discovered. "Sleep or play for a while?"
"Liangliang, let's get straight to the point? Feeling all hot and bothered? Come here, let me comfort you." "I can't be bothered with you, here, put on this set of pajamas. If you want to wash your hair, it's best to do it now, so you don't have to use a hairdryer later. I'm going to watch my TV."
"Yeah, right." Sister Ya playfully saluted Sister Liang and started changing her clothes. A beautiful girl changing clothes in your room, the erotic scenes were truly irresistible, but unfortunately I dared not imagine it, lying motionless in the chair, afraid that any movement would be noticed. Sister Liang also said that I was her private property.
Sister Ya took off her clothes, grabbed her pajamas, and went into the bathroom. I heard Sister Liang complain, "Would it kill you to wear pajamas?" "
I have to take them off again after just a few steps. Do you think I'm practicing a striptease?" "Go to hell!"
The sound of showering came from the bathroom. After a while, the phone next to the computer rang. Sister Liang came over and picked up the phone: "Hello, this is Zhang Liang. Who is this?"
"...Yes, it's on my computer. Hmm?...I need it today. Didn't you say the day after tomorrow?...Oh, okay, I understand. Manager Li, please wait for me for half an hour. I'll send it to you right away at the company...Hehe, no, I don't have anything to do right now anyway...You're welcome."
Pretty Girl hung up the phone and started changing her clothes. She said to the bathroom, "You little bitch, I'm going out now. I don't know how long. If you're sleepy, go to sleep first. Leave a light on so I don't disturb you tonight." "It's that old woman from the finance department again! Damn it, can't a person live like this?" "There's nothing we can do, this is our fate." Pretty Girl complained as she quickly changed, grabbed her phone and purse, and rushed out the door.
Just as the door closed, Ya Jie opened the bathroom door, listened carefully, then turned off the water, dried herself with a towel, and walked naked into the bedroom. She went to the wardrobe, gently knocked on the door, and said, "Are you there?"
She was looking for me. Thinking this, Ya Jie, seeing no response, directly opened the wardrobe door, rummaged through the clothes, and said... "Damn, looks like she's really gone. I finally got word that that bitch might have to work overtime today, and it's all for nothing,"
Ya complained for a while. She picked up her nightgown, put it on, and sat down at the computer. Even though there was a wooden board between us, I could still feel the warmth of Ya's buttocks and the unique fragrance of a woman's crotch, which wafted through the chair. I hadn't tested the chair's soundproofing, but I knew that even if it did, the soundproofing wouldn't be very good. The thought of breathing under the buttocks of a beautiful girl I'd never been intimate with before filled me with embarrassment and fear of being discovered, as well as a strange restlessness. I suppressed my breathing, hoping that Ya wouldn't hear me, but on the other hand, my little penis was already hard and erect.
Ya-jie browsed the web for a while, then opened Xunlei (a Chinese video streaming platform) and started watching a movie. She adjusted her posture, and her hand casually lowered, but she touched a compass-shaped crank. Ya-jie, focused on the movie, didn't suspect anything, but unintentionally turned the crank. My head slowly rose, my nose pressed against the seat, slowly sinking in. The pain brought tears to my eyes, and I gasped for breath. Ya-jie heard the noise, stopped, looked around, and finding nothing amiss, returned to the movie, continuing to turn the crank. This time, I couldn't resist any longer and gently struggled under Ya-jie's bottom. Ya-jie felt the movement, stood up in confusion, looked at the chair, and tried to pull it away, but found it too heavy. She stopped, waited a moment, and sat back down. I breathed a long sigh of relief; thankfully, I hadn't been discovered.
Just as I was feeling relieved, my eyes lit up and I saw Sister Ya looking down at me: "Haha, Xiao Hao, what are you doing here?"
"Sister Ya, I... can you let me out?"
"Let you out, okay," Sister Ya said, continuing to shake the hand, raising my head off the chair. "Now you're out, right, Xiao Hao?" It was a simple mechanism. Sister Ya knew what the hand was for when she noticed someone below. Raising my head like this could only mean—she did it on purpose. Sister Ya, with her long, wet hair, looked down at me and smiled, her legs spread apart beside my face. My mouth was less than a centimeter away from Sister Ya's genitals. Because they were still wet, the pubic hair was faintly visible beneath her skirt. I breathed softly, and Sister Ya's nightgown clung tightly to her vulva, revealing that beautiful little crevice.
Seeing me staring at her genitals, Sister Ya said, "Little Hao, be a good boy, watch a movie with Sister Ya." She then pulled up her skirt to cover my head, clamping my head between her legs. Looking up, I saw a pair of firm breasts, with a few dewdrop-like droplets beneath them. Further up, her nightgown covered everything, revealing only a long, white neck connected to a smooth chin, and a mischievous smile playing on her lips.
"Sister Ya, Sister Ya..." I called out twice, but Sister Ya ignored me. She leaned back in her chair, slowly moving her hips forward, pressing her vulva against my mouth. I could feel her body trembling slightly; it seemed this was her first time experiencing this kind of service. Watching a movie, having a handsome man between her legs, giving her oral sex—just thinking about it was exciting. I lay quietly between Ya-jie's legs with my mouth closed. At first, Ya-jie didn't move; the novel experience was fueling her sexual fantasies. Later, these fantasies turned into a demand for tangible physical pleasure. She grabbed my head and rubbed my nose, from light to heavy, from slow to fast. I felt pain and fear, the latter being stronger, because I was afraid that if she rubbed my nose until it turned red, Liang-jie would definitely find out. "Waaah!" I struggled desperately between Ya-jie's legs. Due to tension, Ya-jie clamped my head tightly between her legs, shifting her entire weight onto my face, trying to suppress me so I couldn't move. My nose and mouth were completely covered by Ya-jie's genitals, and I began to feel suffocated. In desperation, I opened my mouth, sucked half of Ya-jie's labia, and gently bit down with my teeth. Ya-jie "jumped" up, turned around, and scolded me: "You little dog, how dare you bite me!"
"Ya-jie, no, I had no choice. If my nose gets red, Liang-jie will find out, and she'll definitely punish me."
"You little rascal, then bite me!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"What's the use of being sorry?" Sister Ya's eyes darted around. "I want you to apologize." "I apologized, I already apologized!"
"Heh, you apologize to whoever you bit." After saying that, Sister Ya sat down again, pressing her vulva against me and saying, "Apologize properly to my sister, comfort her, maybe she'll forgive you."...
What could I do? I could only obediently apologize to Sister Ya's "sister."
[The End]

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