Godmother played me

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My godmother's Five Animal Frolics, the first move, "Chasing the Deer in the Central Plains"—my godmother sits on the sofa, holding a dozen or so throwing darts,
but with the iron tips removed, pretending they're arrows on an ancient bowstring. I am a deer running for my life. My godmother
cracks her whip in the air, and I immediately "run" around the living room like a deer, actually
crawling quickly while dodging the darts she throws. Although the "arrows" don't have iron tips,
they still hurt quite a bit because they're so close and she throws them so hard. Every time I'm hit
, I yell "Ah!" My godmother laughs happily, finding it very enjoyable and exciting. The story of the struggle for supremacy
was thus unfolding. I crawled frantically around the living room, darts
flying fiercely at me from my godmother's hand. My knees were already aching, and my body was covered in red spots from the darts, but my godmother
was still very excited. If I slowed down even slightly, she would whip me with the tip of her long whip. Now my godmother started
aiming specifically at my buttocks. Suddenly, a dart pierced my anus perfectly. My godmother jumped up
with joy clapping her hands and shouting, "Ah—I hit it! I hit it! Highest score, 10 rings! 10 rings!"
My godmother finally raised her whip to end the game and said proudly, "Little Deer, come here, let me see
how accurate my archery is!" I endured the pain, crawling to my godmother with the dart still stuck in my anus. My godmother made me stick
my butt out, admiring her handiwork. Then she gently stepped on the dart twice, pressing it into my anus. It hurt so much I
screamed. My godmother gave my buttocks a hard whack with a whip, saying, "Stop screaming! Keep your butt clenched
tight, the dart can't fall out. I hit it with great difficulty, so accurate! You have to leave it in for a while." I
had no choice but to keep the dart in my anus, but the pain made me grimace. Seeing my
discomfort, my godmother felt a little sorry for me and said: "Alright, as a reward, you can lick my feet!" I
was overjoyed . "Thank you, godmother! You're so good to me! You're so kind to me! Thank you, thank you!"
I thanked her as I held her feet in front of me, took off her high heels with my mouth, and frantically licked her silk-stockinged feet,
momentarily forgetting the dart still stuck in my anus...
The third animal trick: "Bear Rolling"—My godmother sat on the sofa with her legs crossed
and started eating grapes, while I lay flat on the floor. After eating a few grapes, she raised her long whip and cracked it:
"Roll!" The whip had barely left her lips when it struck my buttocks. I shuddered in pain and quickly rolled
several times. Since I was completely naked, my genitals inevitably hit the floor while I rolled.
My "little brother," already erect from the whip, became even harder, like an iron rod. The glans throbbed against
the floor , but I had no choice but to endure it. My godmother glanced at me and casually tossed me a grape
as encouragement. I ate it from the floor; it was sweet. Just as I was wondering
where to spit the skin, my godmother glared at me, startling me so much I quickly ate the skin too.
With a puff of her cheek, "Pfft!" a grape skin landed right on my face. "Eat it!" my godmother commanded.
I hurriedly ate the skin and thanked her, "Thank you, godmother! Grape skins are the best,
especially the ones you spit out—the freshest delicacy in the world!" My godmother lashed my head with her long
whip, laughing and scolding, "Stop being so glib. You don't need to learn how to flatter. Keep practicing, roll again, do eighteen rolls!"
I ducked my head and, following my godmother's instructions, counted "one, two, three..." in my head,
rolling . After eighteen rolls, I was dizzy. My godmother nodded with satisfaction and gestured for me to
come to her. I closed my eyes, shook my head to find my balance, and obediently crawled to my godmother's feet,
thinking she might reward me, probably by letting me lick her feet. Looking at her full, sexy feet,
I swallowed hard. But to my surprise, she threw a bunch of grape skins she'd just spat out on
the ground, then used her toes to pick them up and stuff them into my mouth. Excitedly, I opened my mouth, my lips trembling, and
ate the grape skins from between her toes. The taste was indescribably fresh, so delicious that my bones went weak,
except for one part that felt hard and hot. Soon, I'd eaten all the grape skins, leaving two or three
on the floor. My godmother couldn't hold them with her toes, so she stomped on them with her soles, sticking them to her feet. I then put my mouth
under her soles and licked them off. While I was still savoring the memory, my godmother
threw into a corner of the living room and cracked her whip, telling me, "Roll over there and go find that grape to eat." I
rolled several times until I reached the grape she had thrown, and ate it in one bite. Then she threw another grape
to the other end of the living room, and I rolled there too. This continued, with my godmother
throwing grapes here and there, and me rolling around on the floor, making her laugh incessantly…
The fourth animal trick: "Monkey Climbing a Tree"—In my godmother's living room, there was a Roman-style plaster pillar.
My godmother made me climb it naked, hugging it as I went. This was called "Monkey Climbing a Tree." I had to hold onto
the pillar , my arms and legs couldn't loosen. If I let go, she would whip me. My genitals pressed tightly
against the plaster pillar, and due to the double stimulation of the whipping and friction, they became hard and pressed against the pillar,
the glans red and painful from the pressure. It was truly torturous! But I'm just that pathetic. Even though I knew my godmother was torturing me,
I willingly endured the physical pain because I felt an indescribable comfort. The more I was tortured,
the more pleasant and sweet I felt. All night long, this "stupid monkey" still hadn't climbed the tree,
but the welts from the whip on my body looked like a forest…
The fifth bird trick: "Little Bird Returns to its Nest"—My "little bird" can't fly, but my godmother insisted
on training it to enter its nest. My godmother made me kneel upright in front of her. As soon as I knelt, my "little bird"
stood erect under my belly like a rocket about to launch. My godmother picked up a high heel and said, "
This high heel is your bird's nest. Now you need to practice putting your 'little bird' in it." I said, "Godmother,
no need to practice, I can put it in, it's easy." Saying this, I took the high heel from my godmother, held it
between my legs, and then thrust my waist forward. The thick, hard penis slid into the shoe nest—that is, "Little Bird
Returns to its Nest." My godmother sneered from the side, "Look at you, so capable! You call this 'birds returning to their nests'? This
looks like a mouse burrowing into a hole." She yanked my high heels off my "big mouse" outfit, then stood up and looked for...
A thin rope was tied to the heel of the shoe at one end and hung from a bracket at the other, suspending the shoe in mid-air
. "Alright, come on, but don't touch my high heel. Put your 'little bird'
inside ." I looked and was immediately dumbfounded, exclaiming, "My godmother! How can I get it in?" My godmother
smiled slightly and said, "Practice slowly. If you can't get it right, don't even think about leaving my house. Now I'm going to sleep."
My godmother turned and went back to her bedroom to sleep. I tried to put my little bird inside the high heel myself, but after more than ten attempts
, I couldn't manage it, so I had to beg my godmother for mercy. I crawled into my godmother's bedroom and knelt by her bedside, pleading,
"Godmother, please teach me! My 'little bird' won't go into its nest." My godmother, lying on the bed, half-closed her eyes and asked,
"You really want me to teach you?" I nodded, "Yes, I really do!" My godmother smiled and said, "Okay, come to
the bed, I'll teach you..." I climbed onto the bed, and my godmother tightly grasped my large, hard "little bird" with her warm, soft hands
, slowly moving it towards her "nest." Finally, I entered my godmother's body. Although I didn't
come out of her stockings—she wasn't my biological mother—today, my little brother could crawl into my godmother's stockings
, so being a godson wasn't a waste. I thrust in and out violently into my godmother's stocking hole, like a little bird
happily flying around in its nest. My godmother was trembling and howling, her hands gripping
my hair tightly, shaking me rapidly up and down, making my penis thrust faster and faster inside her. My godmother
was practically in ecstasy, and I was
thrusting experiencing unbearable pleasure. ...Finally, my "little bird," which had been hard all night
, ejaculated inside her "nest," shooting entirely into her hole. Oh—what a gentle, deep, and
fiery nest it was! Dear godmother, I will never forget your teachings that night... My
godmother held me in her arms, her large, white, peach-like stockings brushing against my face, making me
unable to calm down for a long time. I recalled the scene of being breastfed in my mother's arms as a child, and suddenly had a longing to return to childhood.
Childhood, how beautiful, innocent and carefree, real and without deceit, where you can laugh, scold, and play as you please without needing to put on a
sanctimonious facade or wear a mask of hypocrisy. At this moment, I felt again
that unique warmth and security in my mother's arms. I slowly raised my head, gazing at my godmother's
peaceful of longing for family and reverence for motherhood welled up within me. I puffed out my lips, stretched my neck, and
gently kissed my godmother's cheek, then, as if being affectionate, buried my head between her breasts and quietly drifted off to sleep…

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