【A Four-Year Tortured Love Affair】(Parts 1-13) Author: Unknown

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Part One: "Surrender"
On the bustling street, I walked alone, feeling dejected. Looking at the endless stream of vehicles and the
bustling crowds beside me, my heart was in turmoil: Sigh, was confessing my feelings to her destined to fail
?
The protagonist of this story is myself. My name is Wu Zhen, 18 years old, 184 cm tall, cheerful
and kind, with a handsome and dashing appearance, but my family is poor… I didn't go to high school; I plan to find a job as soon as possible after graduating from vocational school
and earn money. I'm usually quite popular, and some girls in my class have a crush on me. But
I don't know if it's fate playing tricks on me, but I only like Zhang Bo, the prettiest girl in our class. Zhang Bo, however, ignores me completely
. It's understandable; Zhang Bo is 168cm tall, very beautiful, especially with a stunning figure. She
's an only child, and her parents own a large company. She's a pampered young lady, so it
's understandable that she looks down on me. My friends have all advised me: "She's always been aloof and arrogant. Why
bother with someone like her?" But I know myself… what I truly love about her is her haughty
and aloof demeanor… Today, I finally couldn't bear the torment any longer and wrote her a heartfelt love letter,
handing it to her personally. But… but she scoffed at my feelings… without saying
a word to me.
As I reached the end of the street, my phone suddenly rang. I picked it up, my eyes lighting up – it was her calling.
I quickly answered, and her uniquely languid voice came through: "Wu Zhen? I read your letter.
It's all true. How about this, consider becoming my slave? Didn't you say you
'd do anything for me? You even said you'd give up everything, just to see me often?" My mind went blank.
I truly hadn't expected such an answer. My throat felt constricted, and I couldn't speak.
"What's wrong with you? Don't you want to?" Her coquettish voice came clearly from the phone
. "Men are like that, they say one thing and mean another. Never mind… I'm hanging up." At that moment, I don't know
how my brain was working. I only know that I said one thing: "Fine, I agree.""Okay, you know my place
, right? Take a taxi here now, no one's home."...
I hailed a taxi, feeling dizzy, but my mind was already wandering to her house. "Am I not worthy of truly loving her?
Does my love mean I have to be her slave?" "Sir, we've arrived." The driver's words pulled me
back to reality. Yes, this was it, Roman Garden. Her address reflected her status, just like
my apartment in the tenement building. I walked through the gate and, after being questioned by the security guard, went up to the 14th floor. "Hello, I'm
looking for Zhang Bo, I'm her classmate." "You've arrived, come in." Her servant opened the door for me. I saw that the interior
was incredibly luxurious; I had never seen such a luxurious place before. The decorations, both the furnishings and
the owner's arrangement, were all very sophisticated and elegant. I couldn't help but feel ashamed. I quickly followed
the maid to the living room. The maid knocked on the inner door: "Miss, Mr. Wu has arrived?" "Sister Huang, why don't you go outside
for a stroll and take the puppy?" That voice that haunted my dreams came from outside. Sister Huang picked up the puppy and opened
the door: "I'll go then, Miss." Then she left.
"Come in, what are you doing in the living room? There's no one else here." I timidly walked in. The interior decoration
was even more luxurious, with a thick white carpet on the floor. Zhang Bo was sitting on a luxurious sofa.
I was stunned when I saw her. Perhaps because she usually had to wear a school uniform at school, she was so
beautiful now. I had never seen such a beautiful and charming woman. She was wearing a white dress, with a faint
smile, long hair flowing over her shoulders, and a fair face, possessing a noble and unapproachable aura. I was speechless
. Seeing my expression, she smiled gently, pointed to the sofa opposite her, and crossed one leg, revealing
a long, slender, white leg that any girl would envy. A 9cm rose-colored high-
heeled sandal hung on her delicate foot, further outlining the beautiful curve of her leg. Sexy and alluring. She looked
me up and down, nodded, and said, "Actually, I've known for a long time that you have a crush on me, and it's not that I don't like you..." I was
overjoyed. "Really?" "Yes, but I don't want to find a boyfriend right now." I quickly said, "
I don't want to be your boyfriend, I just want to be with you and make you happy." "It's not that I
don't like you either." These words were what I had always dreamed of; hearing them for the first time left me speechless. Zhang Bo
smiled slightly, "But you can be my slave, and that would make me very happy." I heard
the word "slave" again and hesitated. Seeing my hesitation, Zhang Bo wasn't in a hurry and slowly said, "It's okay if you don't want to
. I'm going abroad next semester, and you probably won't see me again. Your only chance to love me is now.
" Hearing this, I was overwhelmed with emotion. In the end, my emotions overcame my reason
, and I said without hesitation, "I'm willing to be your slave for life." She smiled proudly, as if she already knew the answer: "Now you are my
slave. Are you willing to accept my orders?" "Yes, of course." "Good, then
kneel down for me immediately." Zhang Bo suddenly said sternly, her charming face regaining the icy expression she had shown me at school,
completely different from before. I was stunned; it was too sudden. Before I could hesitate, Zhang Bo stood up, walked to me
, raised her left foot, and kicked me hard in the stomach. I felt a sharp pain, my body felt like it wasn't
my own anymore. She kicked me off the sofa, and I curled up on the floor, clutching my stomach, staring blankly
at her. Zhang Bo strode over and kicked me several more times. I screamed loudly as I was kicked. Zhang Bo
coldly said to me, "Were all those vows you made just now lies?" "I didn't..." "Then why
didn't you obey me?" "I...I don't want to kneel..." "Then get out...I'll never talk to you again!" "
Okay...okay...I'll kneel..." "Too late to kneel now!" To be honest, I hadn't even seen her at school.
That madness and anger... I couldn't help but feel afraid, and I trembled as I said, "I was wrong... I'll do anything you want
." "Fine, you're not allowed to move!" Zhang Bo said, tying my limbs to the sofa legs with rope
. Out of fear, I dared not resist anymore, but seeing her practiced movements and the "appropriately prepared
" rope, I felt a deep desolation. "So she never liked me; she just wanted me to be her
slave..." ... "Why are you crying? Does it hurt?" "No, you don't understand." "What? You dare talk back
? You're so stubborn! Let me wipe your tears!" Zhang Bo suddenly raised her high-heeled sandal and
stomped hard on my face. The hard sole pressed against my cheek, the sharp heel digging into my chin.
Zhang Bo sneered, stomping harder, crushing my mouth. The sharp heel sank into my flesh,
and I felt short of breath, unable to speak. "You're not talking back anymore?... Haha, you're crying again...
Let me wipe it off for you." Her high-heeled sandals slid freely across my face... She gently
rubbed my eyes with the sole of her shoe... letting my tears mix with the mud from her shoe sole and cover my cheeks. I felt my head
getting heavier and heavier. Zhang Bo had firmly pressed my head to the ground, and I could only writhe in pain. All I could
see was her gray-black, muddy sole grinding against my face. The pain was intense, but my
heart ached even more. "Is she like that shoe, with its rose-colored surface, gray-black soul, and
me clinging to it, like that black mud?" Zhang Bo stomped hard on my face with her high-heeled sandals,
watching me struggle triumphantly beneath her feet. "Go ahead and scream, why aren't you screaming? You're a dog under my feet now.
Obedience is your job. Understand?" She released her foot, and I opened my mouth to catch my breath, but her foot lifted up
, and the heel of her high-heeled sandals plunged into my mouth like a venomous snake that had been waiting for its prey. She
stomped down hard, and I felt a sharp pain as the slender heel pierced deep into my throat. Her high-heeled sandals were now
completely on my face. The high heels, having penetrated my mouth, were now almost
touching my lips. The arch of the shoe relentlessly pressed against my nose, forcing my face to submit to her sole. The black,
muddy sole was truly pressing on my forehead. She laughed happily; I was completely under her control
. I accepted reality, opening my eyes for the first time to see her in person. She was so beautiful—long, shapely
legs, a sexy figure, hands on her hips, looking down at me. Being trampled underfoot by such a beautiful woman, especially
wearing such beautiful high-heeled sandals, filled me with a strange excitement. Deep within me,
a longing had always been buried: the desire to be trampled underfoot, abused, and tormented by a beautiful, charming woman I loved, wearing high heels
. But this was just a fantasy. My strong masculine pride had buried this fantasy deep within me.
Now, my pride had been ruthlessly trampled upon, and my instinctive reaction made me desperately try to protect it.
I endured the pain and glared at her. Zhang Bo looked down at me, smiling contemptuously. "Your face is so long,
one of my shoes can't even hold it down. I can see you're still glaring at me. Fine, let's see how long you struggle." She slowly
lifted her heel inch by inch, the rose-colored heel mixed with my saliva slowly rising from my mouth
—so cruel, yet so sensual! As if in a show of defiance, she slowly moved the heel in front of my eyes, slowly
saying, "Look, my heel is wet. It's all your fault. But my heel is still very dirty.
It's more appropriate to use your cleanest mouth to clean it for me… You're still glaring at me? If you glare again, I'll stomp you blind!" I dared not
meet her gaze again, so I struggled and twisted incessantly. Zhang Bo giggled, "Fine, you want to escape? Humph!" She
easily pressed her shoe tip against my forehead, pinning it down. "See? You can't escape. Open your
mouth now, or your front teeth will be gone! :_)" Before I could react, she stomped down with her high heel,
the textured part of her shoe plunging into my mouth, making it hard to breathe. This repeated several times until I was in unbearable pain
and finally stopped struggling, knowing that such futile struggle would only worsen my suffering.
Seeing this, Zhang Bo released her foot and kicked me hard a few times. She raised her foot, her high-heeled sandals stomping on my face:
"How about that, man? Stop struggling? Tell me now. If you obey, you can stay here. If you resist, get
out of here right now!" "My face was distorted from being trampled, my cheeks completely etched into the sole of her shoe. Out of the corner of my eye, I
could only see her black sole grinding against my face, lifting it up and stomping it down again. At that moment,
a strange attachment to Zhang Bo arose in my heart. I was willing to be trampled on like this, and at the same time, I didn't want to lose this
opportunity, this chance to go crazy. Seeing that I still didn't speak, Zhang Bo stomped on me again heavily: 'Speak!' My
last bit of self-respect finally collapsed completely. I said hoarsely, 'I know... I can't resist you
because I love you... I... I'm also afraid of you. Afraid of losing you...'
Part Two: Conquest
Seeing that I had submitted, Zhang Bo smiled triumphantly: 'I thought you could be a toilet rock—stinky and
hard,' she said, pulling over a high-backed swivel chair and sitting down next to me, looking down at me: 'So you willingly
become my slave? From now on, you will never be able to hold your head up in front of me again, and you can only live like a dog
. Think it over carefully.' I said, trembling." "I'm willing, I'm really afraid of losing you." "Fine," she smiled proudly
, "empty words are no proof, you need to give me some evidence, right?" My heart sank, and I quickly said, "I can write you
a written agreement..." Unexpectedly, she raised an eyebrow, "A written agreement? What good is that?" She then
stomped hard on my lower body with her high-heeled sandals. I screamed in pain, "Go ahead and scream, no one's home. If you scream again, I'll stomp you to death!
" I rolled around on the carpet in pain, trembling as I said, "You can say anything... just stop
kicking me."Seeing that I had submitted, Zhang Bo seized the opportunity, stepping on my stomach with one foot and taking out
a Philips disposable camera from the drawer. He said, "I'm going to take your picture, then you'll belong to me,
haha." I wanted to refuse, but my lower abdomen was still burning with pain, so I could only grit my teeth and remain silent. "Stubborn enough, no..."
"I'll deal with you slowly," Zhang Bo said, fixing the camera and setting it to automatic mode. "Get in position
and don't move. If you ruin the photo, I'll kill you." In just five minutes, she had all sorts of photos of her kicking, stomping, and riding
on top of me... She proudly waved the photos at me, saying demurely, "Now you don't
dare resist, do you?" I said, "No... I'm your slave." "Fine, I suppose you don't have the guts to rebel.
" She carefully locked the photos in a drawer; the lock was a combination lock. My last hope vanished
... and I lowered my head. "Want to snatch the photos from me later?" She squatted down beside me. "
Don't say you don't have a chance now; when you do, don't forget I learned Taekwondo." To be honest, I wasn't
afraid of her Taekwondo, but could I really force my way in? I knew I couldn't... I finally gave up my last hope and
said in a trembling voice, "I won't, don't worry. When have I ever broken a promise?" "That's true. Here's
what we'll do: I'll untie you, but you're not allowed to try anything funny. I don't like a helpless doll slave." She expertly
untied the ropes. I rubbed my sore and numb arms and asked her, "How many people have you tied up before?" "Insolence!" Zhang Bo
roared, slapping me twice hard. "You're my slave! You have no right to speak!
Kneel down!" I was knocked to the ground, stunned, and quickly knelt down. "That's more like it!"
She sat back down in her swivel chair, crossing her legs. "You're my slave now, you need to behave
. I forced you to do that earlier; now I want to see what you'd willingly do for me!" I swallowed hard, staring blankly at
her. She was so beautiful. A glimpse of white skin peeked out from beneath her white dress, revealing her straight, slender legs. Her jade-like feet, which I had been dreaming of,
were encased in rose-colored high-heeled sandals. Her right foot, raised high, trembled restlessly, her toes playfully
twitching the sandals. The sandals, just the toes, dangled from her feet, the heels and soles opening and closing as if
beckoning to me, or perhaps defying me. A wave of thirst washed over me, and I instinctively crawled to her feet, gently
... I tried to kiss her foot, but she giggled and lifted her foot, catching me off guard. When I tried to chase after her again, all
I saw was the black sole of her shoe. I didn't know what to do and lowered my head. Seeing this
, Zhang Bo's anger flared again. She stomped her right foot on my head, stomping my face into the carpet. I
couldn't breathe; her strength was immense, and her heel was pressing so hard it was almost drawing blood from my neck. I whimpered in pain
… I tried to pry her foot off with both hands. "You don't want to live! You dare move!" she yelled, startling me so much I
dropped my hands and could only struggle to support myself on the ground. "You think you can kiss my feet so easily?! You're my
dog, no, you're not even as good as a dog! What should a dog do for its owner?! Ha, look at you, you can't even answer that!
A dog should fetch my shoes, you're not even a dog, you're only fit to lick my shoe soles!" After saying that, he
pushed off with his foot, and I caught my breath. Just as I raised my head, Zhang Bo hooked my head up with his foot and stared at me. "Are you going to lick it or not?"I
was trembling all over, speechless. Zhang Bo said, "You don't have to lick it, but tomorrow I'll send the photos to
Wang Lu, the one who's pursuing you. Let's see what she says about you. She's in our class too; you probably won't be able to stay here anymore." I shuddered,
thinking, "I know Wang Lu is pursuing me. Whether I like her or not is another matter, but if she finds out
... no, if the whole class finds out..." In an instant, all hope vanished. I slowly brought my lips closer, but unexpectedly
, her foot moved away again. "Wait! This is your last warning. If you act up next time I ask you to do something
, I won't warn you anymore! Do you hear me?!" I was completely broken. I whispered, "Yes,
my master." Zhang Bo was delighted. She put her feet back in their original positions, hunching her shoulders as she watched the 184cm tall boy prostrate
at her feet, trembling... terrified... I looked up again, realizing for the first time how close I was to her.
Her lotus-petal-like toes peeking out from under her sandals, her jade-like calves, and further up... I couldn't help but swallow hard
. I knew none of that belonged to me. I resignedly stuck out my tongue and pressed it against the black-gray sole of her
shoe.
Despite my mental preparation, the bitterness of the soil and the smell of rubber still made me cough
for a long time. My tongue seemed to have suddenly lost its sense of taste, sticking out in front of me and I couldn't retract it... "
Ha, you look like a dog! Your tongue is so long, why don't you retract it? It doesn't look like you anymore!" With a haughty tone, she
slowly rubbed the sole of her shoe against my numb tongue. "Retract it, the mud on my shoe sole is more noble than you!
" I involuntarily retracted my tongue, and immediately a bitter, dry, salty taste filled my mouth,
the sand in my teeth grinding noisily, and a feeling of nausea washed over me. Seeing my frown, she
laughed happily, took off the high-heeled sandal I had licked on her right foot, examined it closely, and then held it up in front of me. "Look,
what's that shiny stuff on the sole? It's your puppy's saliva!" she said, slapping me across the face with the sole of her shoe.
"Hurry up, you have to lick it clean before Aunt Huang comes back, I have other plans!" "Yes," I replied
, my heart skipping a beat as I listened to my own humble tone. "Have I completely become a slave?" Before I could think further, she
put her high heel back on. Looking at the shiny sole of her shoe with my own saliva, I
began to lick it with a self-destructive, lewd savageness. I licked the sole of her shoe again and again, watching the dirt mixed with saliva turn gray and
be swallowed. As I licked, my tongue could even clearly feel the fine lines of the sole. Gradually
, I became attached to this feeling. Each time her tongue brought up dirt, I willingly and carefully swallowed it
, occasionally wetting the soles of her shoes with my saliva, making a lewd slapping sound. Zhang Bo
watched me diligently licking her soles, giggling happily. She would let me lick it once and then stick
her tongue out, watching it change from red to gray, then back to red. Deliberately teasing me, she slowly lifted the shoe away from
my face. Completely immersed in the role, I couldn't help but crane my neck to reach it. "Hahaha," Zhang Bo stretched out one
leg, the heel of the other foot resting on the edge of the swivel chair, looking contemptuously at my helpless expression, and whispered, "
Crawl in and lick." As if granted a pardon, I hurriedly crawled under her skirt, obediently bringing my mouth to her lips...
I continued licking the soles of her shoes. Seeing me like this, Zhang Bo laughed heartily. She pulled her outstretched leg back and placed it on
my back, making me lean forward further. Her high-heeled sandals pressed against my back, and one hand grabbed my hair
. All I could see was the terrifying 8cm heel denting the leather of the swivel chair, while I tried my
best to get my tongue as close to the soles of her shoes as possible to lick them clean. All of this was
clearly visible to her through the dressing mirror behind her. And so, I became her complete slave.
Part Three: "Subservience"
I licked carefully, gradually discovering that the bitterness on my tongue was lessening, but to my horror, I found myself
developing a dependence on that taste. This made me stop licking. Zhang Bo gently pressed down
on the sole of her foot, rubbing my tongue against it. My tongue was pressed tightly against the sole of the shoe, feeling completely numb
, unable to make a sound, only able to moan. She lifted her skirt, looking at my pleading face, and
said with a coquettish laugh, "What's wrong? Not licking anymore? Tell the truth, or I'll stomp you to death!" She relaxed her foot, and I
withdrew my tongue as if granted a pardon, lubricating it in my mouth a few times before saying, "Master, I've finished licking the sole of the right shoe." "Oh?
Let me see, not bad. You've licked away every speck of dust from the original black sole. Looks like you're a
born shoe slave, haha. Want to take a break?" "No… I… I still want to lick." Zhang Bo was stunned for a moment, but
immediately reacted: "Haha, you're such a lowly dog. Are my shoe soles really that delicious?… Okay, you can lick
the left one, you slave. I have a whole cabinet of shoes for you to lick, haha." Just as I was about to lick it, Zhang Bo
kicked my head. "Wait, you want to lick it anyway, so I want to see just how perverted you are, how much you want to lick my
shoes. I only saw your back earlier, I want to see your expression when you obediently lick the soles of my shoes,
hahaha, let's see if you're really that engrossed." After saying that, she threw her left shoe onto the carpet, the dark
gray sole facing up against the milky white carpet. "Go, doggy, get down on
the ground and lick it clean." With that, she kicked me hard, and I immediately prostrated myself at her feet, holding
the high-heeled sandals in my hands and frantically licking them. "Haha, so hard, huh? Be careful, my
high heels are expensive, don't ruin them. Oh... and the heels too, lick those too." She watched as she used the
licked high heel to step on the back of my head, watching me frantically lick the high-heeled sandals at her feet.
I had finished licking the sole of the shoe and was about to look up when she stepped on my foot: "Heel, suck it, I like you
doing this." "Yes, my master." I had to try my best to put the 8cm high heel into my mouth because she was wearing
high-heeled sandals with flat heels, which took up a lot of space in my mouth, and I could hardly swallow them. So I just perfunctorily moved it
up and down and sucked it. "No, look at you! There's no saliva on the top of the heel, it's still dirty!
Do you want me to suck it for you while I'm wearing it?" A chill ran down my spine. I remembered
the pain of her shoving the entire heel into my mouth when she tied me up. Rather than suffer that, I decided to use my own strength. I recklessly forced the 8cm heel
into my mouth, panting and swallowing hard. Zhang Bo, seeing this, said, "Lift your face up, let me see
how much my dog is struggling." So I looked up, and she giggled, "Turn around and look at yourself in the full-length mirror
, haha." When I turned, it wasn't me I saw. A boy was sprawled on the creamy white carpet
, his hair disheveled, a rose-colored high-heeled sandal deeply engulfed in his mouth. The heel was completely invisible;
in the mirror, it looked as if the shoe was an extension of my mouth, with saliva dripping down from time to time
… "Haha, that's enough for you. Don't ruin my shoes. Go wash your mouth and help me with my homework."
I happily sat up, about to ask where the bathroom was, when suddenly I heard the door open. Zhang Bo quickly stepped on
my mouth and asked, "Who is it?" "It's me, Miss. Guai Guai is back." "Oh, come in. Wash Guai Guai.
She's so dirty. Give her a bath. Don't come into my room today." "Yes, Miss. Master called earlier. He and
Madam are playing mahjong all night at Uncle Yun's. They won't be back tonight." "I know. You can rest now." ... After Zhang Bo finished speaking,
he looked at me, smiled mysteriously, and said to me, "Do you want to go back now, or stay here tonight?"
My mind went blank, as if I were dreaming. I stammered, "...Can...can...
stay here? Really?" "Look how happy you are. You're a slave. You have to serve me for one night!"
"Yes, I'm willing, I'm willing." "Alright, wait here, I'll go change my shoes and see you off." Just as I was wondering what was going on, Zhang
Bo raised his voice, "Sister Huang, go to the balcony and hang the clothes to dry." "Yes, Miss." "Wu Zhen, I won't keep you any longer...
It's too late, see you tomorrow." Just as I was wondering what was going on, Zhang Bo kicked me to the ground and walked out of the house without looking back
, putting on a one-man show. I slowly took out my phone and quietly called home, saying I was at a classmate's house
getting tutoring and wouldn't be coming back.
Just as I finished, Zhang Bo strolled in carrying a box. She'd changed her shoes to a pair of pure white
high-heeled sandals, though the heels weren't high, only 5cm. Seeing me staring at her shoes and box, she stepped over
me and sat on her swivel chair: "Those shoes were the ones I wore specifically to show you. They were so dirty, they made my carpet
dirty. It's all your fault. You'll have to lick them clean for me later. And those heels were so high, my feet must be tired. These are much better.
But since I was 'giving them to you,' they got dirty in the hallway too, so you're responsible for cleaning them." "This box is for you tonight
, you'll see later. I need to study now, come here." I crawled over tremblingly, "Master ...""What are your orders, sir?" "If you're staying here today, you have to listen to me, understand?" "Yes." "Lick my 　　shoes." "Yes." I was about to pounce when Zhang Bo stretched out her leg to block me. "Wait, I still need to review my lessons. As the 　　class monitor, I can't be like you." I blushed and said, "Then you review, I'll watch you here." " 　　Nonsense, what do I need you for then? Lie down under the desk." I was shocked. "This... how do I 　　lie down?" "I mean, crawl under the desk. You're a dog, aren't you?" "Don't be angry, 　　I'll crawl." I bent down and crawled under her desk. "Nonsense, who told you to crawl on your stomach? Turn over."

When I turned over, I realized that my upper body was under her desk, my head was pressed against the wall and I couldn't move, and it
was pitch black between my eyes; I could only see her legs. "I need to study now, spread your legs, I
'm going to sit down." I did as she said and spread my legs. She moved her swivel chair in front of the desk, the wheels pressing against my
bottom... She took her homework out of her bag and sat down. This time, it was truly pitch black inside. I
suddenly felt a little nervous. I shifted uncomfortably. "Scared? I turned off the lights, is that to create atmosphere?"
Suddenly, a pair of hard soles stepped on my penis, and I couldn't help but groan. "Is it good, you slut?
" I didn't dare answer, but my body's movements told her everything. "Looks like you're very sensitive, you
slut." As she spoke, her feet ruthlessly ravaged my lower body. Because we were secretly doing this, I didn't dare
make a sound, only letting out whimpering sounds that were a mixture of pain and pleasure, and writhing my body, sweating profusely. "Ha.
So big! Bigger than the sausage I gave my little darling!" I was powerless and dared not refute her mockery, only able
to groan in pain. Suddenly, an uneasy signal came from below, and I couldn't help but groan, "Master, I can't
take it anymore...
please!" Hearing this, Zhang Bo was startled, then chuckled, "Useless. Fine,
lick my shoes, I want to read." With Zhang Bo's laughter, I felt two shoes unceremoniously
stepping on my face in the darkness. Perhaps feeling uncomfortable, one foot moved to my stomach. Zhang Bo
chuckled, "Your stomach is so soft, so comfortable. Lick it well, or I'll crush your manhood. Oh, and don't
use your hands, use your mouth and tongue to reach it." Her shoes rubbed haphazardly against my face, as if trying to pinpoint
my location. Sure enough, Zhang Bo's shoe landed squarely on my face. Just as I was about to
lick it, her shoe moved back slightly. I panicked and tilted my head back to chase after it, forgetting I was under her
table. My head slammed into her drawer with a thud, startling her. "Are you trying to kill yourself?!" she yelled,
grinding her foot hard on my stomach. I groaned softly and had to lie down, sticking my tongue out to find the sole of her shoe.
The moment my tongue touched it, something sticky and slippery slid into my mouth, causing me to cough it up
. "Haha, you found it? This is something I prepared especially for you. Does it quench your thirst? Didn't you see I shuffled in
, careful not to wipe it away? You stupid dog, haha!" "Eat it, lick it clean!" Humiliated, I
circled the sole of her shoe with the tip of my tongue, trying to collect every last drop of phlegm and taste it. However, through
the sensation of my tongue, I discovered that the sole of her shoe had dense, striped patterns, making it almost impossible to clean it thoroughly
. But my master's punishment filled me with deep fear. I obeyed her feet,
licking my face from side to side and back again. Each mouthful of saliva that returned to my mouth was mixed with the rubbery taste of her shoe sole,
making my tongue dry and cracked. It was only thanks to the occasional phlegm that I could lick that I was able to continue licking.
Finally, the scent I'd almost become dependent on disappeared. Suddenly, Zhang Bo's high-heeled sandals abruptly stopped
, and my cheek burned. "What kind of stupid homework is this? Old Sun has nothing better to do?" I never expected
that she, who usually respected her teachers, would curse homework just like us bad students. I was about to laugh
when I suddenly felt her shoe move up in the darkness, the heel stopping at my lips. "My feet are tired, I want to rest,
" Zhang Bo said coldly, forcefully pushing my teeth with her high heel without warning. How could I dare resist? As
I opened my mouth, the 5cm heel filled my oral cavity once again. I carefully held and sucked on it; it was the size of a wine glass
. I diligently cleaned the bottom of the heel with my tongue, then stretched my neck to suck on the entire heel. Having
experienced the 8cm heel earlier, this length was no problem for me. I licked it vigorously, my mouth completely
enveloping her heel. My lips almost touched her heel. Zhang Bo felt it, cursed at me,
and with a forceful stomp, the sole of her shoe firmly pressed against my forehead, immobilizing me. Because the heel was short, it was completely
inside my mouth, and the low arch almost flattened my nose. I suddenly found it difficult to breathe and gasped for air. Zhang Bo
said, "You don't dare to cause trouble anymore? I like it when you suck my heel, it feels like... You've seen those movies, right? You
men are so cheap, you should find tools like this to develop your submissive nature. Harder, I want to hear the sound!
I want to hear you men's voices like prostitutes!" I sucked hard, making smacking
sounds.
For some reason, Zhang Bo became excited when he heard this sound. In a daze, one of his hands went down to my crotch,
reaching a place I couldn't see. As I was fantasizing, suddenly the foot that was stepping on my stomach
moved down to my genitals... With the heel in my mouth, I couldn't make a sound, I could only groan excitedly and writhe
.
Zhang Bo, panting, said, "Take off your pants, and I'll reward you." Overjoyed, I quickly unbuckled my belt
and was about to take off my underwear when Zhang Bo said, "Don't take them off. I hate looking at that dirty thing. Just pull out your dog penis yourself.
" Reluctantly, I pulled my penis from the side of my underwear. Her shoe then ruthlessly stomped
on it, the pattern on the sole stimulating my body in waves. I howled, almost
swallowing the heel of the shoe, feeling something hot emerge…
Part Four, "The Abyss."
"You…you…how dare you!" Although I couldn't see, I could hear from her voice that Zhang Bo was
truly furious. She raised her foot to stomp, but luckily I dodged, and the kick landed on my waist. The pain made me break out in a cold sweat,
my heart trembling. "If that had stomped on that…" Zhang Bo, still not satisfied, pulled the shoe out from under the table.
The sole was covered in white liquid, still dripping. Perhaps it was the first time she'd seen this, because she was
trembling all over. I felt the heel in my mouth shaking, and I couldn't help but tremble too, my penis shrinking to
the size of a baby's. Zhang Bo lifted the foot from under the table, but I had it in my mouth so tightly that the shoe didn't come out; he only took ...i=60> A foot came out and stomped on me without warning... I kept wailing and begging for mercy, "Please spare me, 　　it's no use killing me, it'll be impossible to remove it if you don't wipe it off now..." My words became my lifeline, and Zhang Bo...

I reacted quickly, frantically searching for tissues to wipe the carpet and my shoes. I, too, crawled out from under the table,
looking utterly disheveled, my genitals still wet with semen. I wanted a tissue but dared not, clutching it with my hands, stunned. Zhang Bo, seeing my pathetic state, laughed
: "You male dog, here you go, clean yourself up, don't let me see." I quickly turned away, took the
tissue she gave me, and wiped myself clean. Afterward, I didn't dare throw it away, only putting it in my pocket. When I came to my senses, I looked at Zhang Bo again, her
face flushed, glaring at me angrily, like an angel, captivating me. But she wasn't
an angel. Zhang Bo coldly said to me, "You've got some nerve, daring to act like a hooligan without my permission! Get out!
" I trembled uncontrollably, quickly stammering, "I'm sorry, please forgive me, I'm a dog, I didn't know any better.
You can do anything I want, just don't make me get out!" "Ha, then you've committed the crime of hooliganism, wouldn't that be too easy for you!"
Zhang Bo tilted her head, placing her two snow-white feet cross her legs. "How about this, look at how many sheets of paper you used to clean yourself ?
" "Four sheets." "Look at how many sheets I used to wipe the carpet?" I looked at her questioningly.
What did this have to do with tissues? A pack of tissues cost less than a yuan; I could afford it. So I mustered my courage. "I know I was wrong,
I'll make you ten packs!" "Ten packs?" Zhang Bo's eyebrows shot up. "Just give me one pack now." "Mine are all in my bag,
I didn't bring them." "No nonsense! Look, I only have one pack left, what about the shoes! I only have one sheet of paper!" "I glanced
over and saw there were clearly 200 tissues left on the bookshelf, but I didn't dare say anything." "Then I'll take them to the bathroom and
wash them for you." "Wash them? What if Aunt Huang sees?! I left you at home without permission?!" "Then...then you go?" "They're so
dirty!
My shoes cost over 800 yuan!" I panicked. This was clearly making me pay for my shoes! I forced a smile.
"I can't afford to pay for them, you lowly dog." "I know you can't afford it either, so how about this, you
lick the dirt off yourself, understand?!" I trembled. "...Master...this...this..." "What?
You don't want to? Do you remember what I said when you disobeyed me?" "I...I know...but...but...
" "Lick!" I stood there, stunned, picking up the pretty high-heeled sandals. The beige soles were covered in my white
semen. I… I really couldn't bring myself to lick it up, but if I didn't, my reputation, my studies, and
maybe I'd be arrested as a pervert tonight… The more I thought about it, the more terrified I became. I involuntarily stuck out my tongue and
started licking the semen splattered on them. Just as I was about to spit it onto the last piece of paper, suddenly, a white high-heeled shoe landed lightly
on it, followed by a heavy thrashing. When she lifted the shoe, the paper was torn to shreds.
"Oh dear, sorry, I didn't see it. There's no other paper. Just swallow it, okay? It
's your own stuff anyway, haha." Looking at her naive question, what could I say? I could only close my eyes
and swallow my semen. The salty, fishy smell traveled from my taste buds to my
stomach, and I couldn't help but gag. Zhang Bo laughed, "Being a hooligan comes at a price.
What does your filth taste like? Tell me!" "Master, it doesn't taste good." "Hahaha... You'd better lick it clean." What
a picture it was: a beautiful woman with pearly white teeth sitting on a chair, watching her male slave
lick the semen off the soles of her high heels... I was almost exhausted after I finished licking... I collapsed weakly to the ground, tears streaming down my face
...
"Crying again? You're useless. Fine, I'll get you a glass of water. After all, you're my dog." She got
me a glass of water. I couldn't believe she would get me water, and hesitated to drink. She smiled, "Don't like it? I
'll add some seasoning?" After saying that, she spat into the water and placed it directly in front of me. I was incredibly thirsty
and drank the water with the spittle in it in one gulp. Looking at her as if she wanted more, Zhang Bo smiled and
said, "You shameless dog, you're shameless to an extreme. I'll deal with you later. Now you've finished your homework, but unfortunately, these
shoes are unwearable. It's all your fault; you put away all the winter slippers. How am I supposed to walk barefoot?!"
A one-inch rug, how could I not walk on it? I didn't dare say anything. Zhang Bo continued, "Oh, right, I have a new pair of Nikes
. Wear those for now, they'll do. Pack my bag, okay? I'll go find the shoes and wash my feet." I quickly
got up from the floor and deftly put all the homework and books from the desk into my bag. Because I had a crush on her for a long time, I knew
exactly where her belongings were arranged, so I kept everything neat and tidy. I had just finished tidying up when Zhang Bo came in wearing brand new Nike
sneakers, carrying a basin of water to wash his feet. "It's all because of you! I can't wash my feet in the outer room. You
wash them for me! If you spill a single drop, you lick the whole carpet clean!" I wondered, why couldn't I wash
my feet outside? Before I could react, Zhang Bo had already placed the basin in front of the swivel chair and sat down comfortably. "You wretched
dog, I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself. Wash them properly, and you'll get a reward!" This
was a much better deal than the torture I'd just endured. I immediately knelt down, and upon seeing the foot basin, I was startled. My voice trembled as I said, "Isn't this
milk?" "Yes, you even know about milk, that's impressive." Ignoring her mockery, my mind was in turmoil.
"My family can't even afford milk for breakfast, and here it's just for washing feet!" I knelt down again, reaching
for her Nike shoelaces. "What are you doing!" A sharp shout startled me, my hands freezing in mid-air. "Are you
even worthy to use your hands! Use your mouth to take them off!" I humiliatedly crawled at her feet, gently using my teeth to untie her shoelaces,
but then I struggled to get them off. Although she wasn't wearing socks, these weren't like high-heeled sandals;
those would come off easily at the heel. This… I was at a loss. "Stupid dog! Hurry up, the milk's getting cold!"I shuddered,
not caring about anything else. I opened my mouth wide, biting down hard on the back of her shoe, and pulled it off with all my might.
Luckily, it was a new shoe with good friction. Although my mouth tasted of rubber, I managed to get it off. Zhang Bo was very
happy and stomped her bare foot on my face. "Not too stupid, wash my feet!" I carefully took
off the other shoe in the same way and placed her two dazzling bare feet into the milk.
Zhang Bo's superior attitude wasn't without reason. After her jade-like bare feet were placed in the milk, apart from
the blue veins on her feet and five faintly visible bright red toenails, they were almost indistinguishable from milk. I couldn't help but swallow.
I gently washed her feet with my saliva. Luckily, she was tired too, so washing her feet wasn't too difficult for me. But after washing both feet
, I ran into another problem: she hadn't brought a foot towel. This time, I was smarter. Before she could scold me, I knelt at her feet and used my
tongue to lick the milk clean, suck it dry, and then circled my tongue around her feet, gently nibbling at her
heels, slowly swallowing the dead skin that had been washed off. Zhang Bo was quite pleased: "Speaking of which, you've really tried your best.
It wasn't for nothing that I spent so much time teaching you. Alright, use your hands to put my shoes on. What should I reward you with?" I
sensed something was off about her tone and lowered my head, not daring to answer. "Oh right, just drink this basin of milk. Didn't you complain
to Wang Yudan, the head teacher, about not having milk in the morning during the last spring outing? My family is better than yours, we even provide you with midnight snacks, haha." I trembled
all over. I could tolerate being made to drink foot bath water, but to be insulted like this... Who told me I was completely her slave?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel discouraged. I slowly buried my head in the foot bath basin and drank it in big gulps.
"Haha, drink more, don't be shy." Zhang Bo stepped on the back of my head with his sneaker foot, shoving my
face hard into the basin, making me cough repeatedly. "What? Not to your liking? What should I do then?" As he spoke, Zhang
Bo put the few sheets of paper that had been used to wipe the carpet stains into the basin. "Wet them and eat them!!" Zhang Bo had a devilish
grin on his face as he watched the papers dissolve in the milk and be ingested by me. I was completely numb by then,
slowly drinking the dogwood-scented foot bath water. When I came across the soaked, sticky tissue, I was drenched
and couldn't swallow it. But through my hazy vision, I saw Zhang Bo's upturned eyebrows, and with a determined effort, I sucked up the semen-soaked milk
, swallowing the tissue with my eyes rolled back. Zhang Bo sat in her swivel chair, intently watching the tissue
slowly disappear into my mouth, smiling slightly. And so, with milk, the sweat from her feet, tears, semen, and
the tissue, I finished what I'll never forget as a late-night snack.
Part 5: Humiliation (Part 1)
"Hmm, quite clean. Looks like I can save on my wastebasket," Zhang Bo mocked. But I really
didn't even have the strength to retort. My mouth was filled with all sorts of tastes: the sweetness of milk, the sourness of sweaty feet,
the bitterness of toilet paper, and the stench of my own semen. All of these mixed together in my stomach, and I really couldn't stand it anymore. I leaned over
the basin and started dry heaving. Seeing that I was about to vomit, Zhang Bo quickly pressed his shoe firmly against my neck. "You dare to vomit?
If you vomit, I'll make you eat it all again. It's disgusting!" Perhaps it was a conditioned reflex, but I suddenly snapped back
to reality, and the stuff that had risen into my throat was choked back down into my stomach. The discomfort made me lie on the ground, panting heavily.
Zhang Bo, seeing this, felt a pang of pity and poured me a glass of water. "Look at you, still wanting to be my lowly dog?
Can't you handle this? Let me tell you, your filth is protein, milk is protein, even paper towels are wood pulp—all
digestible. You won't die, you coward!" I felt my stomach calm down a bit; actually, it was mostly psychological nausea
. Once I recovered, I raised my head and slowly said, "Master, I'm fine… I'm sorry." "Never mind, dogs
are more obedient. Tie my shoelaces, I'll go get some water, I'm going to sleep." Just as I was about to tidy up, a sudden
urge to urinate surged up. I'd been scared back when I ejaculated earlier and hadn't
recovered. Now that I was finally back to normal, I needed to go to the toilet again. But then I remembered she was about to go to sleep, and who knows what tricks she might have up her sleeve? She
definitely wouldn't let me sleep peacefully. Thinking of all this, I stammered, "Master, the dog wants… wants…
to go to the bathroom…" "What are you going to do?" Zhang Bo was initially confused, but seeing me covering my genitals, he suddenly realized what was
going on. He frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Haha... considering how diligently you were just now, I'll let you go. But
don't make a sound, and crawl behind me like a dog... haha." I lowered my
head in humiliation, got on all fours, and crawled behind her. Once outside the house, I realized she had her own suite
and bathroom right outside her door. It seemed she had deliberately made me drink her leftover foot bath water. Before I could think any further,
Zhang Bo beckoned to me from the bathroom. I didn't dare delay and immediately slipped into the bathroom. Zhang Bo closed the door, sat
on the edge of the bathtub, and said, "How's my bathroom?" I carefully examined this
bathroom, which was easily 10 square meters in size. The decor was opulent, almost too luxurious for a bathroom. There was a large, creamy-white bathtub, big enough for two
people, and it even had a massage function. Next to it was a showerhead with so many nozzles I couldn't count them all;
it seemed to be one of those massage-function showerheads I'd heard about. On the other side was a large, prism-patterned sink with automatic
water dispensing and 24-hour dual-temperature water. Against one wall, a retro-style deep purple ceramic toilet and dark red
wall tiles complemented each other perfectly. I sincerely said, "It's beautiful, better than in the movies, and…it
looks bigger than my house!" "Hahaha…a dog's bed can't compare to my bathroom!" Hearing her insult
my whole family, I couldn't help but get angry. I looked up at her, and she probably sensed something. "What's wrong? Not happy? Let's not
talk about this anymore, hurry up and perform!" What? "Performance," I was wondering, "I've been in here for so long,
the water's been emptied, the basin's been set up, how am I
supposed to use the toilet if she doesn't leave?" Then I heard "performance," and couldn't help but ask, "I need to pee, what performance?" "Nonsense! You think a dog like you can enjoy such a luxurious
bathroom? Don't dream! I'll give you two choices: either you get out and find a tree stump outside, ha,
or you can perform here while you pee." I... I couldn't believe my ears. Pee in
front of a girl? This... this means she'll see everything? I stammered, "No... no... that's
too indecent." "Ha... now you know you're indecent? You've had your fun, haven't you? You lowly
dog, let me tell you, this lady wants to see your dog penis for myself, to see where that filth comes from,
hurry!
Or I'll call for help!" "No... no... I'll take it off... I'll take it off." My face flushed red as I unbuckled my belt .i=57> Come on, I took off my jeans, turned my head to look at her, and saw that she looked very interested. In despair, I 　　pulled down my underwear, revealing my manhood. It, which was as small as a baby just now, 　　swelled up like a carrot under the triple stimulation of humiliation, excitement and fear. The glans began to secrete a clear liquid, and the penis was throbbing.

When Zhang Bo saw it, he first covered his eyes, but then, perhaps realizing that this thing was now under his control,
he became bolder and actually came closer to look. I was even more ashamed and kept backing away. Although it was a
large 10-square-meter bathroom, I eventually reached the wall in just two steps.
A bizarre scene unfolded: in the opulent bathroom, a half-naked boy leaned against the wall,
his most taboo part exposed, trembling… A stunningly beautiful young woman looked down at
it with keen interest, occasionally fiddling with it, a contemptuous smile playing on her lips… “So this is
your manhood, huh? Yours is so ordinary, so different from the ones in the movies.” Perhaps realizing his slip of the tongue, Zhang
Bo grabbed my manhood. “Ha, so hot… Why are you trembling? Is it good?
Even a light touch like this is stimulating? Ha, you slut… Let me help you.” With that, Zhang Bo grabbed my penis and started pulling it wildly.
To be honest, the pain outweighed the stimulation, but since it was the first time a girl had helped me with this (let
’s call it manipulation)… I couldn’t help but moan ecstatically… Seeing me writhing,
Zhang Bo released his hand… "I'm done playing around, you're going to be a pervert again, ha... Let me tell you, I'm your queen,
you can only come out when I tell you to, understand?!" I was completely exhausted, slumped on the floor, about to answer, when suddenly
I heard Zhang Bo scream, "Ah... what's that smell, so disgusting!" It turned out that Zhang Bo
had gotten my semen on his hands while he was masturbating, and he was furious. "You filthy dog, you've dirtied my hands! Lick it
clean right now!" I didn't want to, but thinking that I could never even touch Zhang Bo's fingers before, and now I could
kiss her, I tried to straighten up, stuck out my tongue, and licked her palm clean,
sucking on her fingers ingratiatingly. Just as I was enjoying myself, Zhang Bo stomped on me and
stepped on my face with his shoe, saying, "You're addicted, you pervert, you filthy dog, kneel down by the bathtub." I didn't dare to resist and quickly
knelt down by the bathtub. "Put your dog whip by the bathtub!" I placed my manhood on the edge of the bathtub,
but the painful thing was that after placing it there, the position made it impossible for me to stand or kneel. I could only squat down and half-lie
on the bathtub. Zhang Bo strolled over, contemptuously grabbing my head with his hand. "Get up, slave, let me see.
" He then stomped on my genitals with his Nike-clad foot. I gritted my teeth and tried to endure it, but
the intricate pattern of the sneaker sole and the marble armrest of the bathtub tormented my penis, causing excruciating pain
. Worst of all, Zhang Bo wasn't satisfied with that; he actually ground his foot into my penis. The pain was
unbearable, and I trembled as I clung to Zhang Bo's thigh. "Please, Master… I really can't take it anymore, I'm
going to die…" Seeing my agony, Zhang Bo was also a little frightened and said, "Alright then, but
you have to listen to me from now on! Do you hear me?" My only thought was for her to stop, so I quickly said, "
Yes… yes… anything… please spare me." "Ha… useless thing." Zhang Bo finally withdrew his foot.
My penis was almost purple, swollen and engorged… I couldn't help but groan. "Ha, what's wrong? Red and purple... Purple
looks so pretty, and it's even bigger, ha!" "Spare me, Master, keep stepping on me. I can't even pee!
" In desperation, I forgot about being vulgar. Zhang Bo didn't scold me; instead, he slapped his forehead, remembering, "Oh.
I forgot. Go ahead, ha... I forgot." I breathed a deep sigh of relief. I had been holding it in for a while, and with the added
pain, I was at the point of "I have to urinate." I didn't care that she was beside me, and I lifted the seat
to urinate...
"Wait!" A cold shout made me shudder, and I forced myself to hold it back. The discomfort made me cover
my manhood and stammer, "Master... I can't hold it in." "I didn't say you couldn't go, but I didn't say you could go like this.
" "But..." "What are you to me?" "I am your slave." "And what else?" "I am your most loyal dog."
I had no shame in order to get it out. "Ha, right, do dogs pee like that? You have to be like a dog
, with your legs crossed, haha." "Master... Master... I can't..." "You have to know how, I'm telling you, if you spill
even a single drop, you have to lick the whole toilet clean." "Master... I really can't, please spare me... I
can't lick anymore." "Useless... then..." Zhang Bo frowned, a plan forming in his mind. "Ha... then you can squat there
, I won't let you be comfortable anyway. Ha... look at you, still calling yourself a man in class, I think you
're not even as good as a prostitute, you're my... female slave, yes... female slave, haha." I blushed... but
this was the most acceptable option for me right now... I didn't have time to speak, and quickly sat directly on the porcelain-bottomed toilet,
the coldness making me grit my teeth, but I dared not ask Zhang Bo to let me sit on the cushion to urinate...
Just as I was about to urinate, Zhang Bo leaned against the wall and had already stretched the sole of his shoe in front of my face. "There's dirt from your dog penis on it, lick it
clean." "Yes..." I was powerless to react... I stuck out my tongue, my vision blurred, and slowly licked
the sole of her shoe while enduring the pain in my penis, and began to urinate. Zhang Bo stepped on my face, listening to me urinate, "Haha...
you filthy bastard... lick it well, my slave girl."And so I completed my most painful
toilet experience.
Part Six, "Humiliation" (Part Two).
Emerging from the toilet, I felt like a different person, dizzy and disoriented, as if I had lost my soul. I felt
as if what I had experienced that day was a nightmare, from being humiliated and forced into submission to being trampled upon, licked shoes, and forced to eat semen, to having my genitals abused , and finally, being forced to use the toilet as a female slave. Those few hours felt like centuries, 　　completely shattering
my spirit . 　　"What are you doing?" Zhang Bo was a little unhappy when he saw me kneeling on the ground and not moving after I entered the house. "Sad? 　　You should be honored. Besides me, only that Wang Lu would look at your dog whip. Why don't you go find her? 　　Haha." "I...I have nothing to do with her." *Slap!* A slap landed on my mouth. "How dare you! I said I have , 　　and I have! 　　You dare to talk back!" "No, I was wrong." "I know you wouldn't dare. Let's move on to the next program, haha, hurry up 　　, or I won't let you sleep." There are more tricks up your sleeve. Oh my god, I'm going to die. I can't run away.

I could only lower my head and kowtow. "Master, this lowly dog obeys your orders." "Ha, alright then, I'll tell you, the next
program is to fulfill one of my long-held wishes." Seeing my puzzled look, Zhang Bo added, "It's
about you becoming my living carpet. I want to stand on you and see what it feels like, hahaha." I trembled in despair
. Although Zhang Bo was very thin and had a great physique, he still weighed over 80 pounds. Wouldn't stepping on me like that
kill me? I wailed, "Master, please spare me! If you step on my stomach, I'll die!" "Who
said I stepped on your stomach? I'll massage your back first." I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, a back massage? I could definitely handle it
. Although the girls at the bathhouse use bars to massage my back, they're definitely heavier than Zhang Bo. It shouldn't be
a problem; maybe it'll even be a kind of enjoyment! I made up my mind and said generously, "You lowly dog understands, I will definitely be
your human blanket." I was being clever by adding the word "human blanket" to make sure everything was in order. "Lie down
in front of my bed." "Yes, Master." I happily lay down in front of the bed, took a deep breath, and tightened my back muscles,
waiting for Zhang Bo's jade feet to step on me. Zhang Bo seemed to read my mind and didn't say anything. "Get ready, I'm
going to enjoy my human blanket." "It's okay, just get on..." Before I could finish speaking, a heart-wrenching twisting pressure
came from my back. My "come on" immediately turned into a wail. "Ah...you...why are you stepping
on me with your shoes on? Ah...get off me!" "Fine, when did I say I took off my shoes? You lowly dog, do you think
I don't know what you're thinking? I'm your queen, and I'm giving you a back massage? You wish! Get off me? I'm comfortable!
You just lie there!" With Zhang Bo's cold voice, those feet wearing brand-new Nike shoes
ravaged my back even more forcefully. Why did I scream like that? It wasn't because of the weight. I was
prepared. Although I still couldn't take it, I definitely wouldn't have to suffer like this. The culprit was her new
Nike shoes. The tread pattern on the soles, combined with my saliva, left a footprint on my back with every step. And because they
were so slippery, moving them elsewhere caused my back muscles to ache as if they were being torn apart. I was drenched in sweat
, feeling as if Zhang Bo's shoes were grinding my t-shirt and flesh together. Seeing my pain
, Zhang Bo laughed and rubbed my back even harder with the soles of her shoes. My t-shirt had been pushed up to
my shoulders, and her shoe sole was firmly planted on my back. Not satisfied, she slowly pulled
one foot away, leaving me standing on one leg on my back. At that moment, I couldn't even groan anymore.
My vision blurred, I couldn't breathe, my spine felt like it was breaking, and my hands
trembled uncontrollably.
Seeing I was in trouble, Zhang Bo quickly placed his foot on my head. Although my head was deeply embedded
in the carpet, at least I could still breathe. I tried to tilt my head to the side, and Zhang Bo's foot slipped, landing
on the ground. I seized the opportunity to gasp for air and groaned loudly. Zhang Bo coldly said, "You're quite good at
running away. Good, just watch what you look like." He then placed his foot on my back.
I finally saw my reflection in the mirror. Zhang Bo, like a water sprite, didn't touch the ground, his arms outstretched
for balance, his foot already crushing my back until it was bloody… I felt like a stepping stone, my back flattened,
my head on the ground, my hands flailing aimlessly, as if grasping at a straw… Suddenly, his foot landed
on my head again. My vision went black, and I only heard Zhang Bo's voice, "You
wretched dog, so hard to step on, I don't believe I can't step on your head. Ha, right, step here!" After saying that, the rough
sole of her shoe stepped on my cheek, which I had turned to the side, pressing my mouth almost parallel to the carpet. My cheekbones cracked
. I couldn't take it anymore and quickly tried to brace myself with her shoe. Zhang Bo snorted angrily and
jumped off me, but one of her shoes stomped my hand hard, kneading it mercilessly. I gasped for
breath and tried to roll over, but my hand was pinned down. I could only lie half-reclined, trying
to lift my hand with my other hand. As the saying goes, you can't fight city hall; how could I lift it? I begged for mercy, "Master, please spare me!
I really couldn't take it anymore... Ah... please spare me! I still need to write with my right hand..." "No
, I haven't had enough yet. You have to make it up to me!" "Okay, what do you say?" "I'm going to step on your stomach!"
I was terrified. "Master, if you step on my stomach with your shoe, I really won't survive!" "Really
, you coward! Who said I was wearing shoes?!" "Even without them, your stomach definitely couldn't take it!" "How will you know if you don't try?! All that bragging about your
six-pack abs, was it for nothing?!" He then forcefully rubbed my palm against his shoulder. "I promise, I promise, please lift your foot
!" "Alright, but you can't try anything funny now!" With that, Zhang Bo lifted his foot, and my palm turned a purplish-red,
throbbing with unbearable pain. But Zhang Bo showed no mercy, kicking my lower back with his leg and shouting, "Turn over!
" I didn't dare hesitate and quickly rolled over onto my back.
Zhang Bo brought the swivel chair to his side, took off his shoes while holding onto it, revealing his jade-like feet, and said with a smile,
"Ready? Is this protection enough? Don't disappoint me!" I stared blankly at Zhang Bo
's bare feet, so white they seemed to blend into the carpet. A faint scent of milk wafted into my nostrils. I made a silent
vow, straining my abs, too afraid to utter a word. Zhang Bo simply nodded and gently
tickled my navel with his toes. A ticklish sensation spread through my stomach, and I involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief. Just as I was about to laugh, a slender, jade-
like foot landed on my stomach. Although Zhang Bo was holding onto the swivel chair and it was only one foot, because I had prepared
for so long, my muscles had completely relaxed, and my stomach was pressed down so hard it caved in. I was terrified and quickly strained
to barely hold on."Haha, so useless, you can't even handle a little teasing. It's only comfortable when you step on something soft and yielding. Look,
you didn't kill me!" As she spoke, her other foot slowly moved onto my chest. My sternum cracked,
I felt short of breath, and couldn't utter a single word. But in my eyes, I saw
the realization of my greatest ideal: in a hazy vision, my beloved goddess stood upon me, appearing so tall and imposing. Through her white
silk dress, one of her jade-like white legs rested squarely on my chest. Looking down her calf, Zhang Bo seemed to be there...
A beautiful pair of eyes, seemingly unreachable by me, were watching my expression with keen interest.
My heart fluttered, and I was about to try to return her smile when I suddenly saw those jade-like
feet that haunted my dreams slowly stepping towards my face. Zhang Bo seemed to understand my thoughts, stepping very slowly, allowing me
to feel them delicately. Her soft, jade-like feet first touched my lips, a cool sensation. Just as I was about to kiss her,
suddenly, Zhang Bo's entire foot was completely on my head, her five toes playfully teasing my
forehead. Her full, shapely sole covered my eyes, making them sting and painful, yet also carrying a cool sensation
—an indescribable feeling. My nose surrendered to the arch of her foot, stealing in the fragrance, a scent like orchids and musk. Her heel rested on
my lips, already being actively caressed by my tongue—the smooth, slippery texture, the occasional slight sourness of
her foot sweat, all made my tongue linger. Just as I was about to continue licking, Zhang Bo lifted her foot and said, "Stretch
out your tongue and flatten it." I stuck out my tongue as hard as I could, and Zhang Bo, holding her jade-like foot, slowly slid it over the tip of my tongue—her heel
, sole, and toes, each part being sincerely served by my tongue, again and again, as if constantly
reminding me that I was the dust beneath her feet.
At times, she playfully rubbed my eyeballs with her toes, feeling the movement of my eyeballs. Zhang Bo laughed and said, "
Isn't it fun? It's even slippery and moves around. Be good, I'll give you some exercises." Then, she pinched my nose with her toes
, torturing me. Finally, she smeared saliva from my mouth with her toes and soles on my cheeks… I subconsciously
licked the arch of her foot with my tongue, which tickled her. She lost her balance and sat back in the swivel chair, letting out a
breath. She ran her hand through her hair and looked at me with bright eyes. "You really worship my feet? My servant?" "Yes,
Miss, I really… really love your feet, really, I can't leave them." As I spoke, I struggled to reach for
her soles to kiss, but she gently stepped down. "Baby, I'm so happy. As long as you treat me well, I'll give you
many opportunities to serve me." With her dreamlike whispers, she slowly lifted her jade-like foot, placing her five toes
on my lips. I devoutly sucked on each one. "The spaces between the toes, my slave, I love it." I quickly used the tip of my tongue to clean
between her toes. As my tongue went in and out, licking and scratching, her expression began to become intoxicated
...
For the first time, I experienced a moment of ecstasy where both parties were intoxicated with pleasure! She slowly lowered her feet, and her five
tiny toes, obeying their master's command, eagerly entered my mouth... I swallowed with all my might. Perhaps
due to the training I had received from the heels earlier, I even sucked on her foot up to the arch. She was also extremely excited.
"Doggy, you have such a big mouth! My feet feel so good, lick them nicely. Haha!" She excitedly lifted her feet up and
down, then took them out and put them back in. For the first time, I wholeheartedly and actively cooperated with my most beloved beautiful feet, swallowing and spitting them out. It felt
like an eternity, until I had licked her feet until they were wet and spotless…
Zhang Bo comfortably placed her feet on my face and softly said, “Wu Zhen, after what I’ve done to you, you…
you really don’t hate me?”
“I…I…” I said sincerely, “To be honest, I was really scared at first, but I’ve
never hated you, and I never will. And just now I finally understood that this feeling is what I want most
. I only ask that you don’t think I’m stupid, and that I can serve you forever. I’m willing to be your dog for life.” Zhang
Bo was somewhat moved, about to say something, but then stopped, his face returning to its cold expression as he said, “
Alright, it’s time to sleep. Go make my bed.” Every time I heard that cold voice, I still felt a
kind of male chauvinism trying to resist, but now I found that feeling was gone, replaced
by heartfelt pleasure and obedience. Why? I don't know. Maybe I've been developed, or maybe I've come to like
this kind of "humiliation." I'm not sure, you know?

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