Crystal Beauty (1-18) Author: Crystal Beauty

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1. Introduction:

My personal understanding of SM is a comprehensive way of releasing emotions, communication, understanding, and catharsis! I've been playing SM for 9 years, during which time I've encountered all sorts of slaves. Some slaves were so ordinary that I forgot about them. Others, however, are like a branding iron, permanently etched into my heart! But regardless of whether the slaves were good or bad, or whether I, the queen, was good or bad, I think I have the right to recall this past, at least SM is a part of my life.

2. Reflections:

When I was a child, I got into a fight with a neighbor's child. The boy was 3 years older than me, and he rode on top of me, smearing sand on my body. I was so angry that I cried and screamed, but I was powerless to fight back! When I got home, my father saw my miserable state, slammed his fist on the table, and ran to the neighbor's house to give me a scolding. When he got home, he picked me up and said, "It's okay, Daddy's here, no one can touch my daughter. If anyone bullies you again, beat them to death, and Daddy will pay for the damage." Clearly, my father's parenting style was wrong! Later, I used the allowance my father gave me to bribe a stronger kid to pin that boy down and straddle him. That boy cried even harder than I did. At that moment, I felt a strange sense of exhilaration, it was so exhilarating!
This feeling wasn't the pleasure of revenge, but rather the release of my inner nature! Looking back on this today, it's clear that it was the consequence of my parents' spoiling me! Both my parents worked in government offices, and they treated me, their only child, like a princess, fostering a habit of expecting everything to be done for me. This also cultivated my arrogant, domineering, and willful nature! From then on, I enjoyed bullying others! This feeling grew stronger throughout elementary, middle, and high school, probably a result of my physical and psychological development! But it didn't develop into a sadomasochistic mentality, and I couldn't discuss this with my parents! Back then, I felt that only I liked SM, and I considered myself an extremely abnormal person. I fantasized about someone kneeling before me, kissing my feet, and kowtowing to show submission—something I always felt was impossible. Maybe I'm the only one in the world like this... In high school, a male classmate showed me a Japanese manga, which made me realize I wasn't the only one in the world. I was so excited I almost cried! Later, those male classmates said, "Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Japan all have similar films." My dream was to grow up, work, earn money, and go to Hong Kong to experience my childhood dream. When I actually grew up, I realized I didn't need to go to Hong Kong to do SM... (Harbin is fine).

2. Lao Yuan

As time passed, I graduated from elementary, middle, and high school. In college, I was incredibly bored! I couldn't keep up with anything I was learning, and since I couldn't understand it, I lost interest. So I just drifted along! I got along very well with my female roommates: Han Jiao, Wan Xin, Xu Danqing, and Qin Ruling. We would go shopping and eat together, doing nothing! After all, we had been in the same dorm for a long time, and we knew each other's personalities very well. Of course, some things can't be faked! What topics can women talk about? Nothing more than men and emotions, cosmetics and clothes, including luxury goods and a wealthy life! And I frankly told them what I truly liked, which is SM! At first, they didn't understand, but later, all the women in my dorm became excellent female BDSM practitioners in Harbin! But I digress, let me tell you about myself! One time, Han Jiao and Wan Xin came back from hanging out and asked me, "Jialin, do you know what? Today I chatted with a guy online, and he said he wanted to lick my feet and I could whip him with my belt. Is this the SM you like?" I smiled at her. "Maybe." "I told him I know a female classmate who likes this, and suggested he add you and chat. I gave him your QQ number." "Okay, thank you, Jiao. I'm going out for a bit, to the supermarket. You guys stay here." I rushed to the internet cafe and accepted the request, but to my disappointment, his profile picture was black. For the next seven days, I went to the internet cafe around 8 am every morning and returned to the dorm at 5 pm, just to wait for this person with the username "Red Dust, One Cup of Wine" to come online. On the 8th day, the profile picture finally turned color. "Hello, this is the girl your friend introduced me to. I heard you like this too. I've liked it for a long time. Can we chat?" "Sure." "How long have you liked this?" "I've had this inclination since I was young, but I've never actually done it." "Hehe, there's no rush. How old are you?" "19. What about you?" "I'm already 46, but I'm very sincere. I don't lie." We chatted about some trivial things in life, but I was only 19 then and had no concept of life! Finally, Hongchen Yibei said to me, "Let me treat you to a meal so we can get to know each other. If you don't like me, that's okay." I agreed.

We met at the main gate of Harbin Institute of Technology. He called me, and a black Audi A6 pulled up. He got out with a friendly smile. "Hello, it's me." I smiled back. "Please get in." He opened the car door for me with his left hand and shielded me from the roof with his right, and I sat in the back seat!
After getting in the car, I asked him, "Why did you make me sit in the back?" "Heh, masters should always sit in the back. I'm your slave, I can only serve you." He drove me to Huamei Western Restaurant on Central Avenue, picked up a glass of red wine, and said, "Here, I don't drink, but I'll toast to you, my esteemed self. I hope you'll give me a chance. My surname is Yuan, Yuan XW, and I work in the organization department." "Just call me Jialin. I don't need to tell you what I do, I'm just a lousy student, and my studies aren't great. I'll give you a chance, but I don't know when." "Jialin isn't what I call you, I call you master, because you're my first master. I like feminism, I like being trampled on in high heels, you scold me, you abuse me in your own way. When you encounter difficulties or are in a bad mood, you should talk to me, your slave, and I'll solve it for you." At that moment, I had no appetite for food except to put my ideas into practice immediately. I said, "Do you have any money left?" "Yes, how much do you want?" "Is it enough to rent a hotel later?" "Hahaha, Master, you're so cute! To be honest, I haven't laughed like this in over a year." Old Yuan's laughter was genuine. I knew it wasn't mockery, but rather a way of showing that, aside from SM venting

, I was just a child in his eyes. After dinner, Old Yuan took me to the Shangri-La Hotel, a place I'd never been before! As the waiter led me to my room, Old Yuan followed behind me with his head down… It was my first time training him, and I didn't know where to start, but as the ruler of a nation, I felt that whatever I did was justified. "Kneel down before this grandma! Get over here and lick my shoes clean! What do you think you are? You're just an animal! A lowly and humble dog! You'll live forever at my feet!" Based on my childhood thinking and subconscious training, I directly stomped on Yuan's head with my left foot and his genitals with my right, then urinated directly onto his face. He opened his mouth to catch my urine, his expression one of bliss, his genitals extremely hard! Put Old Yuan's head in his hands, and he'll be left with a mess. He'll be like a puppet, his mind completely blank ...缕け薮虻剿纳砩系霓焙蛩蓟岱⒊霾医猩庵植医猩由系图直拔⒌乃杂诮敫甙炼?指吖蟮奈也司缌业拇炭ば睦怼荒睦镒晕剩赫饽训朗钦娴穆穑空谡馦崩显⒊隽艘簧ひ鳌喊 弧耗阍趺戳耍俊弧褐魅宋掖砹耍翟谑遣砹耍圆黄鹬魅恕焕显欢系目耐罚河惺滤担≌馐鞘裁炊病弧憾圆黄鹬魅宋疑淞恕荒鞘焙虻奈也⒉欢腥松涞木咛甯拍睿蛭揪兔缓湍腥俗龉 [Unintelligible text] His personality was reignited. "I'm not done yet! Are you done? Huh? Are you done? Are you done?" I said, whipping him with a leather whip. He kowtowed and fawned, trying to please me. He was the slave I was looking for! That night I spent the night in Shangri-La. Old Yuan, having a family, couldn't stay long and left first! At 6 PM, the waiter knocked on my door and brought me a sumptuous dinner, all arranged by Lao Yuan. At 8 PM, I received a text message from Lao Yuan: "After loving feminism for over 20 years, I finally got to vent today. From now on, you will be my master, and I will serve you for life. Don't abandon me." Han Jiao had texted me once: "Are you still alive? Is it safe to go out with strangers?" I replied: "Very good, thank you, don't reply!"

I woke up the next morning, checked the time and it was already nine o'clock. I got up, took a shower, and left my room. Downstairs, I saw Old Yuan and his black Audi. "Little darling, you're awake? Hehe, your servant has been waiting for you for a long time." "Aren't you going to work?" "Work and you, I think you're more important. At my age, money and career advancement are no longer important." "What are you doing here?" "I was worried you wouldn't like the free breakfast, so I came to pick you up. I was afraid my little darling would go hungry." Old Yuan was indeed a master of officialdom; his judgment of people was too accurate. His words were very insightful. He knew I had no idea that the hotel offered free breakfast!

Since then, whenever I went out, Old Yuan never let me walk. He always picked me up and dropped me off by car. Regardless of whether I contacted him or not, he came to my school every day to see what I needed. If I needed some discipline or release, he would book a hotel room for me! If I was in a bad mood or felt wronged, he would come to comfort me and tell me many examples, including life philosophies! Sometimes his stories made me laugh out loud, forgetting my anger and grievances! Whatever I needed, Lao Yuan would see even the smallest detail and prepare everything perfectly, both in life and in my heart. I admit, Lao Yuan was my only support, a support that was both comical and absurd, a relationship I couldn't quite define…

Our "training" methods escalated, from simple humiliation and spitting to verbal abuse, gold, holy water, and the feeling of being a queen, occupying my entire life. Lao Yuan became my multi-functional tool: 1. He was my slave, capable of making me a noble queen. 2. He could also be my therapist. 3. He taught me a lot about interpersonal relationships and how to survive in society, which played an important role in my future path.

This went on for three years. I had no other slaves, only him. One day, after venting, I was chatting with Lao Yuan as usual. His eyes, behind his gold-rimmed glasses, were a little red. He said to me, "You are my treasure, my little darling, but sooner or later you will need another kind of emotion, that is love. You will get married sooner or later, and at that time, I don't know if you will abandon me." "No, if he doesn't agree, we'll break up. I have my own life. How long can a person live? 60-70 years. Why shouldn't I do what I want to do while I'm alive?" "No, you need to have your normal life. Listen to me, okay?" "As long as you never abandon me, I will be with you through life and death."

Old Yuan's words were often very accurate. My internship was at a construction committee that my father had gotten me into through connections. Fresh out of school, influenced by Old Yuan—a seemingly loyal and honest man with a cunning and shrewd heart—I was very popular with my superiors and colleagues. Of course, this popularity also attracted jealousy and hatred from some, leading to constant rumors. I, however, remained calm and composed, maintaining my smile and avoiding conflict. Less talk, more action! No comments! Two months into my internship, a young man came into my view. He was there to deliver a tender document to my office. The moment I saw him, I thought: This guy is really handsome and energetic, quite nice! Hehe! He was very polite, saying, "Hello, I'm here to submit my bid." I blushed so much I didn't dare look him in the eye. I just asked, "What's your name?" "My surname is Lü, Lü Moumou." "Oh, leave your name and phone number. Leave the bid there for now. I'll call you if I see anything wrong." "Thank you so much, beautiful lady. I'll treat you to dinner sometime." "Really? Just kidding," I said, blushing but pretending to be joking. "Of course I really will, but I'm afraid you won't do me the honor." So I deliberately nitpicked and made him come back. But he quickly filled in the missing parts! I was afraid I wouldn't see him again, because every day when I lay in bed, all I could think about was Lü. So I decided to go all in. You can fill in the gaps? You can fill in the gaps, but I can nitpick. I'll find fault no matter what! Finally, seeing that I was just trying to pick a fight with him, Xiao Lü treated me to dinner. He picked me up in a very old Fukang car. Our first meal together was Sichuan-style boiled fish. During the meal, he said, "Beautiful lady, please be lenient and let me off the hook, okay? The project is about to start, and I really can't stand this." "It's all normal procedure, you have to understand, but I'll consider giving you the green light." "Oh, thank you so much!" He raised his glass. "I'll drink this, you can drink as you like. I'm a poor guy who started from scratch. I used to have the same job as you, but I felt the government was boring, so I went into business for myself. It must have been tough, I hope you understand." Through this conversation, I learned that he was from a wealthy family, which was indeed difficult, but he was also a very talented person with considerable courage and insight, clear and quick thinking, and a generous and straightforward personality! Most importantly, I liked one thing about him: he was a pretty boy! After dinner, I told him, "I hope we can become friends, not just work-related. I'm serious, okay?" "Of course, it's an honor to be your friend." I thought to myself: If you don't keep your word, I'll treat the entire quality control department to dinner and make sure you regret it! (Pretty sneaky, right?)

Xiao Lü really meant what she said, and we became very good friends. After four months of getting to know each other, we finally got together and started dating. During this time, I focused all my energy on my relationship, neglecting Lao Yuan a lot. Lao Yuan knew I was trying to start a relationship with a man, so he would often text me to urge me: "Keep trying! I hope you succeed!"

After Xiao Lü and I started dating, because Xiao Lü was very busy, there were some things I couldn't say to my lover. I still needed to find someone I was completely open with.

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