Anal Cure

For several years, I worked as a village teacher in a rural area of Northeast China. I taught junior high school math, and in one of my classes was a girl named Lili. This girl was tall and well-proportioned, with a sweet, rosy face like an apple, and her eyes always seemed to be smiling—a very endearing little girl! She was 17 at the time. Perhaps because rural children mature early, she developed physically early, and despite her young age, she already looked like a young woman.
She wasn't a very good student and wasn't interested in my classes; she was just going through the motions. Suddenly, for a while, she started to take my classes seriously. Not only did she stare at me intently during class, but after school, she would linger, waiting until everyone else had left before coming to my office to ask me for tutoring.
One day after school, she brought me a very simple algebra problem. I explained it to her and told her to do it herself. A little while later, she came back to me. I looked at it and saw that she had made a ridiculous mistake. I patiently explained it again, and finally told her, "If you get this wrong again, I'll spank you!" Unexpectedly, the girl's face flushed red instantly after hearing this. She then bit her exercise book, gave me a long, affectionate look with her clear, bright eyes, and quickly turned and ran away.
Her gaze made my heart race, and I started having all sorts of wild thoughts… A few minutes later, she returned to the office with her book. This time, the entire school was empty except for the two of us. I took her book and looked at it—the mistakes were even more ridiculous!
At this point, I felt a little more confident, so I pretended to be angry and said, "This time I'm really going to spank you, otherwise you won't remember!" Saying this, I grabbed a wooden ruler used for drawing on the blackboard from my desk and hit her bottom a few times.
Her face turned even redder, but her eyes still smiled, seemingly full of longing. Now I was even bolder. I said, "That won't do. I'm going to pull down your pants and spank you!" So I reached out and untied the cloth strip around her waist. Because the waistband was loose, her pants fell down to her ankles after the belt was loosened, revealing the girl's buttocks! It turned out she wasn't wearing underwear. This was the first time in my life I'd ever seen a young girl's buttocks, and I was so excited I didn't know what to do. Her round, tender buttocks were so attractive, practically a beautiful work of art.
I took advantage of the situation and pushed her back, ordering her to lie face down on the table! She obediently bent down and laid her upper body on my desk.
I couldn't wait to squat down, spread her buttocks apart, and look at the girl's anus. The girl's anus was light brown, with fine, even folds arranged radially. The area around the anus was pink, and the flesh there was very delicate, appearing very bright under the light. I sniffed it; there was no odor, only the pleasant body odor unique to young girls. It seemed she had washed her anus, which was very rare in those days, in the countryside.
Next, I wanted to stimulate her anus. I dipped my right index finger in saliva and inserted it into her anus. It was very tight, and she cried out in pain, but she still obediently lay there. I continued to insert it, and after several repetitions, I finally inserted my entire finger deep into the little girl's anus. It felt warm inside, and I could feel the pulsation of the artery inside her anus. Moreover, her anus was very tight, firmly gripping my finger.
At this moment, she kept contracting her anus forcefully, which made my finger hurt a lot. I slapped her buttocks with my other hand, telling her to relax! Unexpectedly, she laughed softly. Ha, so she did it on purpose!
From then on, I knew that this girl had a strong masochistic tendency and liked to have her anus tortured. Whenever I had the chance, I would play with her. Every time we had fun, she longed for me to play with her in different ways, but unfortunately, due to limited conditions, we couldn't play freely.
The opportunity finally came. During summer vacation, her parents were taking her younger siblings back to their hometown in Shandong to visit relatives. Because her family had pigs, chickens, and ducks that needed to be taken care of, she had to stay at home. We decided to move our play area to her house.
To prepare for the upcoming day, I specially found some toys so we could play to our hearts' content. I found a large syringe, several glass test tubes, a small wooden ruler, several small cucumbers, rubber tubing, and so on. The night after her mother left, I took those things to her house, where she was anxiously waiting for me. After meeting, we hugged tightly and kissed passionately. Then I made her take off her clothes herself. It was the first time I had the courage to openly admire this little girl's naked body. I made her kneel on the kang (a heated brick bed), her buttocks facing me, and the game began. I
was going to give her an enema. I made her put her head on the kang and spread her buttocks apart with her hands. I felt that this showed she was willing to let me play with her. I also made her turn her face as close to me as possible so I could see her expression, which would increase the stimulation. At first, she refused, feeling a little embarrassed, but after my repeated insistence, she complied. After giving her several syringes of water, I inserted a small cucumber into her anus. She moaned softly, still maintaining the original position. I observed her face. The little girl's eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed, her face full of happiness, satisfaction, and longing. I wanted to spank her for fun. I made her lie flat on the bed and tapped her with a wooden ruler, the crisp sound of the spanking combined with the girl's soft "ouch" sounds like a beautiful melody. With each tap of the ruler, the flesh on her buttocks trembled, a beautiful and moving sight.
Each time I tapped her, I asked if it hurt. She always said no. After a few taps, she suddenly begged for mercy, saying, "Big brother, have mercy! Lili needs to poop, I can't hold it in!" I quickly found a chamber pot and helped her remove the small cucumber that was inserted into her anus. The loose stool gushed out like a burst dam...
I came up with another idea. Wanting to see her dance naked, I took another small cucumber, found a thin wire, bent a small loop at one end, threaded a red silk scarf through it and tied it securely, inserted the other end into the cucumber, and after thoroughly lubricating her anus with soybean oil, I stuffed the cucumber inside, leaving only the red silk scarf sticking out. I ordered her to do a hip-wiggling dance. She was a little reluctant, only wiggling haphazardly a few times before refusing to move. I pretended to be angry and ordered her to lie face down on the kang (heated brick bed), then beat her buttocks with a wooden board. I kept increasing the force, asking her after each hit if it hurt.
She stubbornly said it didn't hurt. Later, the little girl's buttocks were bright red with several raised welts. I felt a little sorry for her, and only wanted her to cry out in pain and beg for mercy before I stopped hitting her, but she wouldn't! I asked her again if it hurt. She didn't make a sound, only shaking her head instead of answering. I looked at her sternly; her eyes were full of tears, and she was biting her lip tightly. I knew I'd hit her too hard, and I was so scared I quickly threw down the paddle, gently stroking her buttocks with my hand and lightly licking them with my tongue… Suddenly, she sat up, hugged me, and started sobbing. I hugged her tightly and apologized repeatedly, but she whimpered, "I'd rather the teacher do this to me; this is what I've longed for!" I was truly happy… I always wanted to see what the inside of a young girl's anus looked like, but I couldn't find an anal dilator. That day, I had a sudden inspiration: what would happen to her anus after I gave her an enema with vinegar essence? I knew vinegar would irritate the intestines, so I had to be careful. I used a small syringe to draw a little white vinegar, called vinegar essence, and injected it into her anus. Soon, she cried out that it felt very hot inside, her anus felt heavy, and she had a strong urge to defecate. Because she had just had an enema, there wasn't much to pass; only some sticky, slippery intestinal fluid came out.
I ordered her to kneel on the bed so I could examine her anus. Ah! The little girl's anus was wide open, the opening like it was being stretched open by an invisible dilator, a round hole revealing the entire rectum. I was completely mesmerized; it was so beautiful! I couldn't resist inserting my tongue into her anus and licking it frantically. She was so excited, panting heavily, twisting her hips, and humming happily…
I also came up with another way to play with the little girl's anus. After giving her a thorough enema, I inserted a rubber tube deep into her anus, then held the other end of the tube in my mouth and blew air into it, changing the angle as I pushed the long tube deeper, sometimes more than half a meter deep! It was very stimulating, but she would keep farting, which she disliked and was very embarrassed about! She even resisted. I then came up with another good idea: timing it perfectly, I put the tube into a basin of water. This way, the gas expelled from her anus would enter the water, creating strings of bubbles, which was quite fun. She accepted this method.
After several "adjustments," Lili and I were able to cooperate very well when playing together, and we both felt extremely satisfied each time. What's most precious about this little girl is that not only is she beautiful, with a full yet slender figure and a masochistic streak, but more importantly, she trusts me so much. No matter what kind of crazy idea I come up with, she lets me play without hesitation, willingly, and obediently! Except for a very few ideas, she cooperates actively, and even if I accidentally hurt her, she never complains, usually just silently enduring it as much as possible.
I once asked her which game made her feel most comfortable and excited, and she said all of them were good! She doesn't like the deep anal play, except for blowing air into it. She said that the time a male teacher inserted a long tube deep into her anus while she was kneeling naked, having to use her hands to forcefully spread her buttocks, was particularly pleasurable, especially the friction between the tube and the intestinal wall, feeling the tube slowly going deeper into her intestines from her anus! It excited her so much she could hardly contain herself…
After listening to her opinion, I decided not to blow air in and see if I could insert the tube deep into her anus. I first found some medical books, specifically the section on colonoscopy, which explained the specific method of inserting a colonoscope and how, if done correctly, the tube could be inserted quite far into the body. So I practiced it on Lili. After giving her an enema, I carefully explained the insertion method to her. She was very excited and obediently lay on her side on the bed with her legs bent, as I instructed. I smeared some sesame oil on the 2-meter-long, finger-thick rubber tube and then slowly inserted it into the little girl's anus. When the tube went in about 15 centimeters, it wouldn't go any further. I kept changing the direction of insertion and pressed on her lower abdomen with my hand, and finally, the tube went in again. I observed the little girl's expression; she had her eyes slightly closed and was humming softly, looking completely blissful. When I inserted it to about 20 centimeters, the tube stopped moving again. I asked her if she wanted to continue. She pleaded sweetly, "Please, teacher, please insert this tube all the way into my anus!" I continued using the same method, slowly pushing it through the second bend in her intestines. I could feel the tube inside her lower abdomen with my hand. It went in over 60 centimeters, and when I pressed her stomach, the tip was almost at her navel. I couldn't push it any further, but the little girl kept yelling, "Put it in! Put it in!" But I dared not go any further. What if I caused a problem?
I told her to kneel down, watching the tube dangling from her anus, imagining a half-meter-long tube inserted deep inside—it felt amazing! She wiggled her hips excitedly. When I pulled the tube out, she said it felt incredibly good too. I gently and slowly pulled it out, and she was so excited she almost fainted.
Actually, Lili's cutest quality is that she often helps me think of ways to play with her. Once, I wanted to play around by stuffing a few handkerchiefs into her anus, so I bought several thin, small children's handkerchiefs and rushed to her house. When I told her about it, she was very interested and eagerly took off her clothes and climbed onto the kang (heated brick bed). I tied five handkerchiefs corner to corner, making a long strip, and used chopsticks to push it into her anus little by little, but it was very difficult. She sat up and said to me, "If I could find a thick plastic tube to insert into my anus, it would be easier to do it." Hey! This little girl is really clever. I quickly went to look for one and, after a lot of effort, found a plastic tube with a diameter of 2 centimeters. One end was slightly tapered and the edge was very smooth, while the other end was slightly wider—perfect! Lili was getting a little impatient, and when she saw me return with the tube, she quickly got into position.
I inserted the constricted end of the tube into the little girl's anus, as deep as possible. Her anus was stretched open. I put a damp handkerchief into the other end of the tube and used chopsticks to push it in little by little. It went very smoothly. Actually, the handkerchief was made of cloth; it wasn't as elastic as the tube, unable to bend and insert deep into the intestines. It could only accumulate in the rectum. Fortunately, the rectum had a certain width, enough to hold some things. When the handkerchief couldn't be pushed any further, it meant that section of the rectum was full. I pulled the tube out a little and continued pushing until the tube was completely out of her body. At this point, only one end of the five handkerchiefs remained, meaning the little girl's entire rectum, up to her anus, was stuffed with handkerchiefs. Looking at her anus again, it was amazing! Her anal sphincter was no longer functioning; her anus was stretched open like a child's mouth stuffed with cloth by the wad of handkerchiefs. The little girl's round, open anus was incredibly cute and funny! I took a few steps back to admire her current appearance; it was truly exquisite!
Such a beautiful and charming young girl, kneeling and crawling naked with her bottom exposed, her round buttocks raised high, revealing a deep, curved cleft, her small anus gaping open, stuffed full of a wad of cloth, with a little bit of fabric sticking out... The little girl was even using her hands to vigorously pull at her own buttocks.
Her skin, though not very white, was quite smooth and delicate, her long legs, dainty feet, and shapely waist were truly wonderful! I asked her how it felt, and she said that her anus felt swollen and stuffy, a little uncomfortable. I asked if we should stop the game? She firmly said "no," saying that the pleasure outweighed the pain, and she was willing to let me play any game in her anus. I was very moved by her words. I had her lie down, raise her legs, and hold them with her hands. I took a mirror and placed it in front of her buttocks so that she could see what her anus looked like in the mirror. She looked carefully for a while, her face turning bright red with embarrassment, then knelt up and hugged me tightly, kissing me passionately. This game satisfied her greatly; she craved new ways for me to torture her little anus. The stranger and more stimulating it was, the more excited she became!
I found a short, thick green banana and went to find Lili. She immediately understood what I was going to do. The little girl said with a troubled expression, "Big brother, this thing is too thick, and the peel is so rough, it will hurt my anus! But... if big brother insists on playing like this, I... I'm willing!" Seeing the little girl's pitiful look, I had a sudden thought and quickly hugged her tightly, saying, "Silly girl, how could I bear to hurt you! I have to peel the banana before we play." After hearing this, she immediately became excited, her eyes shining with a strange light. She hurriedly peeled the banana and handed it to me, quickly took off her clothes, lay down, and urged me to start quickly. Although we'd done this several times, I always felt something was missing. I suddenly realized that while we'd used various methods before, it hadn't truly captured the essence of conquest and subjugation, coercion and being coerced. Adding these elements would make it genuine torture, more flavorful, more exciting! I gathered rope, a black cloth, and a clean towel. When I told the little girl my idea, she immediately rolled over and sat on the kang (heated brick bed), raising her arms and legs in a "four hooves in the air" pose to show her approval.
That mischievous little girl! I tied her hands behind her back with the rope, blindfolded her, and stuffed the towel into her mouth. We agreed that if she felt unbearable pain during the activity, I would stop immediately if she shook her head vigorously. With her hands tied behind her back, the little girl remained kneeling on the kang, her buttocks raised as high as possible, fully exposing her anus for me to use.
I proceeded cautiously, first giving her an enema. While she was kneeling, I held the bedpan under her buttocks to catch the stool. The little girl probably hadn't anticipated this, so she shook her head vigorously, trying to contract her anus, refusing to go. I knew what she meant; after all, she was a girl, and it was a little embarrassing to poop in front of a grown man. The first two times I gave her an enema, she took the bedpan to the next room herself.
So I ignored her and held her down firmly until she couldn't hold it any longer, and then she finally pooped…
After the enema, I smeared oil into her anus before starting the "main event." I figured this little girl's anus was quite tight; a peeled banana wouldn't be hard enough, and it would probably break before I could even insert it. But this was no problem for me. I found the plastic tube I used last time when I stuffed a handkerchief up her anus, put the banana in, and inserted the tube deep into her anus. Then I used chopsticks to push the banana out from the other end of the tube and gently pulled the tube out. Great! Success! The whole banana was now inside the little girl's anus.
Lili was incredibly excited and wriggling all over. I said the game wasn't over yet. I told her she had to pull the banana out little by little, and every inch she pulled out, she had to contract her anus forcefully, using her anal sphincter to break the banana into pieces, until the whole banana was broken into segments and expelled from her body. I would eat them all! Hearing this, the little girl became even more excited!
Actually, this is easier said than done. She tried very hard to pull down, and the banana slowly squeezed open the little girl's anus, gradually revealing its tip. Perhaps because a lot of oil had been smeared inside her anus, the peeled banana became slippery from the oil, so once it appeared, it was uncontrollable. No matter how hard the little girl tried to contract her anus, it was useless; it quickly slipped out, and I had to reinsert it. The second time, I was more experienced. When the banana was about an inch outside her anus, I used my hand to block it, preventing it from slipping out further, and then told her to contract her anus. This banana was quite hard; the little girl clenched her anus for a long time, slapping her bottom to cheer me on. I even encouraged her jokingly, saying that when I first inserted my finger into her anus, she contracted her anus so hard, and the circular sphincter at the anus was so hard, like a child's gums about to grow teeth—it almost "bit" my finger off! So, using her powerful "weapon" to snap the banana in half was no problem at all. She also tried even harder to contract her charming and adorable little anus. Finally, she snapped off the first piece! I immediately ate it and let her continue... Afterwards, I asked her how she felt, and she said with great satisfaction that the banana felt very comfortable inside her anus: it was cool and itchy inside. She also said that it was something she longed for that a man like her older brother could play with and torture her anus so freely and in various ways, and that she sincerely hoped her older brother would come up with even more ways to play with her anus!
The weirder the better! The more ruthless the better! I derived great pleasure and enjoyment from being humiliated and conquered. It's truly rare for this young girl to be so "wise."
Actually, what I like most is watching a girl's anus being dilated. A beautiful girl, naked and lying there, her anus wide open into a round, fleshy red hole, revealing her deep intestines—how stimulating that would be! I've seen Lili like that before, once when I gave her an enema with vinegar, and another time when I stuffed handkerchiefs into her anus, but it never felt quite right. I wanted to find a better way. One time, I experimented with a bundle of chopsticks, partly to dilate her anus, and partly to see how many chopsticks could fit inside. I still made her kneel and lie face down, first inserting a chopstick into her anus, then taking two chopsticks each in my left and right hands and forcefully splitting them apart. Sure enough, it created a large hole in the girl's anus! What a beautiful girl's anus! The flesh inside the anal canal and rectum was a tender pink, so delicate and alluring. I couldn't get enough of looking at it.
The next activity was to continue inserting chopsticks. This time, I wanted to slowly savor the pleasure of playing with the girl's anus.
I moved a chair behind Lili and sat down behind her, placing the chopsticks under her buttocks. My left hand continuously stroked her smooth bottom, while my right hand slowly inserted the chopsticks deeper into her anus, one after another, constantly telling her how many were in and how deep. The little girl was now completely absorbed, moaning and groaning, seemingly enjoying herself immensely. To insert more chopsticks without injuring her anus and intestinal walls, I started from the fifth chopstick, pushing them in from between the others, essentially squeezing them through the gaps. This allowed the chopsticks against her anus and intestinal walls to spread evenly outwards, making it safer to insert more. I slowly inserted them one by one, fully appreciating the beautiful girl's naked body and enjoying the pleasure of anally abusing this pretty girl. I'd already inserted over a dozen chopsticks, stretching the little girl's anus until it was bulging out. It was getting harder and harder to insert more, and I saw her brow furrow. I knew she was nearing her limit, but she stubbornly refused to beg for mercy. There was no way to stop her. Finally, I picked up another chopstick and tried to insert it. It was already quite tight. I carefully pushed it in, and after some effort, I managed to force it in. This time, the girl's anus was indeed stretched to its limit. The folds around her anus were flattened, and her anus, stretched taut by the handful of chopsticks, was bright red, tightly gripping the chopsticks. If I were to force another one in, it would surely tear her anus! The chopsticks together were over 3 centimeters in diameter. If I were to use a stick of the same thickness, it probably wouldn't even fit. It was truly difficult for the little girl. I was a little puzzled. How could this girl endure it?
I really liked her current position and appearance: her bare bottom sticking out on the kang (heated brick bed), her anus stuffed with chopsticks. I told her to stay in that position so I could enjoy her a little longer, and the little girl naturally couldn't wait. To show her sincerity, she deliberately stuck her bottom out even higher. I stroked the girl's buttocks with my left hand while my right hand kept rotating the chopsticks inserted into her anus. Unexpectedly, she started moaning again. Because these chopsticks were bamboo chopsticks with round bottoms and tops, I inserted them from the round ends, and the chopsticks were inserted quite deeply, with the square top part also entering her anus. I was afraid that the sharp corners of the square chopsticks would scratch the little girl's rectum, especially the anus tightly wrapped around the chopsticks, so I only rotated the ones inserted in the middle, and dared not rashly rotate the ones close to her anus. After rotating for a while, the little girl reacted enthusiastically, so I became restless again, wanting to give her even greater stimulation.
I used a small, empty eye drop bottle to soak up some sesame oil, then dripped a little into her anus in a circular motion, letting the oil slowly seep in to increase lubrication. Then I tried rotating the chopsticks pressed against her anus, and the effect was even better! The little girl let out even stranger, more wanton moans from deep within her throat. While rotating the chopsticks, I tried to talk to her, so I took the towel out of her mouth. I asked her why she liked being abused in her anus so much? How did it feel now? How comfortable was it?
She answered intermittently, humming. She said she couldn't explain why she liked it; it was just that since childhood, deep down she had a desire, a longing to have her anus penetrated, subconsciously feeling that it would feel good. As she grew older, she craved having men play with her there, always hoping to be brutally played with in her anus by a man! She said she craved to be conquered, and that she felt happy and satisfied when she was submissively tortured and abused in front of a man, of course, under absolutely safe conditions.
She said she remembered first finding it fun to have her anus probed when she was about 5 or 6 years old. Her father took her to the commune hospital, and a male doctor took her temperature through her rectum. At first, she didn't understand what was happening and cried and screamed in terror. Her father pulled down her pants and forced her onto his legs, and the male doctor inserted a glass rectal thermometer. She didn't find it painful; in fact, it was a little fun, so she quickly calmed down. Not long after, she ate too much during the New Year and had to go to the hospital for an enema. From then on, she could never forget these two experiences and even developed a liking for them! However, she hadn't had the chance to do it for many years, and she felt it was particularly shameful and embarrassing, as if she were the only one in the world with this strange thought, so she desperately endured it. She never expected to meet you, big brother!
She also said that when I rotated the chopsticks, her anus and even rectum felt numb and tingly, like a slight electric current was passing through it, and her entire internal organs trembled. The feeling was indescribable! And then there's the emotional satisfaction, needless to say. Just thinking about being a girl like me, completely naked, posed like that, having my older brother play with those parts of me that I shouldn't let others see, makes me feel hot all over, filled with passion, a strong sense of humiliation, and utterly helpless. Yet this humiliation and helplessness, this pain, is something I inexplicably crave and need. I never imagined this little girl would have such a high level of understanding!
Of course, some of the above isn't her exact words; I've edited them. But those are the meanings she conveyed, though she couldn't express them precisely.
Finally, I asked her how her day went. She knelt before me, naked, and with a smile in her eyes, she said, "It was so much fun! Thank you, my dear older brother, little sister is so kind." As she said this, the little girl actually kowtowed three times to me, leaving me completely bewildered.
By this time, Lili's anus had become quite developed. At first, when I inserted a stick into her anus, it would immediately close as soon as the stick was pulled out. But now it was different. When I repeatedly thrust something thicker into her anus, it would open for a while before slowly closing, which was exactly what I liked.
The attempt to insert pigeon eggs into Lili's anus that time hadn't worked, and it bothered me. I had to come up with a better way because I wanted to see egg-shaped or spherical objects inserted into a little girl's anus and then pulled out one by one, like a hen laying eggs—that would definitely be very interesting!
I found a small plastic ball that looked perfect for packaging Chinese medicine pills. These balls were two hemispheres joined together, about 2 centimeters in diameter. After removing the pills, I reassembled them, making a complete ball again. I found a dozen or so balls, glued each one together to prevent them from splitting, then poked holes in both ends with a needle and strung them together with string, making a makeshift beaded ball. I made two strings, eight balls each. Alright! Now I had a new way to play with Lili's anus!
I still made the little girl kneel naked. I liked this position, partly because it made it easier to "operate" on her anus, and partly because having such a beautiful and cute little girl kneeling before me in this position, so obediently allowing me to play with, even abuse, her anus without restraint, was a huge stimulation and enjoyment for me. I also didn't forget to tie her hands behind her back, because I had tied her up when I inserted a banana into her anus last time, and she liked it and seemed to enjoy it. However, I didn't want to gag her, because sometimes I wanted to talk to her while playing with her. Of course, sometimes I could gag her, depending on what I was doing.
I remained seated behind her, quietly and carefully admiring the bound girl's naked body, scrutinizing her smooth buttocks, the deep, curved cleft, the slightly protruding tailbone, and her back.
Her light brown anus twitched gently, as if beckoning me to hurry up! The junction of her round anus and the cleft was so beautiful, so perfect! The skin there was so tender and soft; touching that part with my fingers felt warm, delicate, and tender—it was incredibly fun. I truly thank the Creator for his wonder and greatness! As I was lost in thought, the little girl couldn't wait any longer, constantly wriggling her buttocks to urge me on.
I picked up a string of balls and inserted them one by one into the little girl's anus. Each time a ball pushed open her anus and slowly went inside, she would moan with pleasure. When a ball was halfway in, it seemed as if there was a suction force inside her anus, swallowing it up completely, and her anus would quickly close. It was quite amusing.
I continued inserting them one by one until all eight balls were inside her anus, leaving only a long string hanging outside. I asked her if she wanted to continue, saying I had eight more balls ready! If you're uncomfortable, you can beg me to stop, and I won't insert any more. The little girl immediately raised her buttocks higher, twisting her hips and shouting, "I want it! I want it! Big brother, please, I'm willing to let you keep putting them into my anus, put them in hard! Put them in really hard! Fill my anus with balls, stuff me to death!"... This little girl is really interesting.
I figured the balls were connected by a soft string, allowing them to roll in any direction inside Lili's intestines. It was possible they could, like rubber tubing, turn the bend in the sigmoid colon and go deeper into the intestines. I inserted my finger into the girl's anus and pushed the outermost ball inward; surprisingly, it went in a little without much effort. The eight balls connected together were at least 16 centimeters long, confirming my theory: the innermost ball had definitely turned and gone deeper.
I picked up the second string of balls and continued inserting them into Lili's anus. After inserting three more balls, the speed slowed down; I had to use my finger to push the balls in with some force. I asked the little girl how it felt. She said that when I pushed the balls forcefully into her anus, the force between the balls caused her entire intestine to move, giving her a tingling, pleasurable sensation, like an electric shock! Afraid I would stop, she tearfully begged me to continue. As long as there was no danger, why wouldn't I want to play with her to my heart's content?
Finally, I inserted the second string of small balls into the girl's anus, bringing the total to 16 balls, at least 35 centimeters long.
Looking at the two strings still sticking out of the girl's anus, and thinking about how I had stuffed so many balls into this pretty girl's anus, I was incredibly excited. I untied the ropes binding her hands, ordered her to lie flat with her feet on the bed and her legs bent in an M shape, and placed a large pillow under her buttocks. I pressed and felt her lower abdomen to check the position and distribution of the two strings of small balls inserted into her intestines. The innermost ball had indeed passed through her sigmoid colon and entered her deeper intestines. Because the rectum is only about 6 or 7 centimeters long, and at most 15 centimeters, beyond that are the sigmoid colon, lower colon, and colon.
The total length from the anus to the junction of the colon and large intestine should be 30-40 centimeters. These two strings of beads are over 30 centimeters long, so the first ball in the first string must have already reached at least inside the girl's colon.
You can feel the small balls lined up one after another in her intestines, following the curves of her intestines like a winding mountain path. The little girl was incredibly excited when the balls were pulled out. I loved watching the balls being pulled out of her anus. The white balls slowly pushed open the anus from the girl's pink anus, and as the balls squeezed outwards, her anus gradually widened, the anal sphincter tightly holding the ball – it was absolutely adorable! When half of the ball had passed her anus, it would quickly slide out as the girl involuntarily contracted her anus, and her anus would immediately close. Then I would pull out the next ball. That day, we used this method, inserting one ball after another into the little girl's anus, and then pulling them out one by one, repeating this over and over for more than two hours.
Since Lili's family went to visit, Lili and I have played this anal-torture game seven or eight times. We both had a lot of fun and were so attached to each other that we couldn't bear to be apart. The little girl often looked forward to my visits and hoped that I could come up with newer and more exciting ways to play. But how many tricks can you play with a small anus? It's nothing more than enemas, anal dilation, inserting tubes, stuffing foreign objects... and so on. Although we still enjoyed playing it repeatedly, I could never forget the little girl's expectant eyes. She was hoping that I could keep coming up with new "inventions." I'm afraid I've run out of ideas; I haven't come up with anything new for several days. Actually, I've invented several methods, like inserting a tube deep into the girl's anus, more than half a meter in—most people wouldn't dare! I've also tried stuffing bananas into her anus, and even pouring fried noodles into it. But no matter what, I can't betray the girl's trust and affection, can I? So I racked my brains.
One day, I was walking in the woods near the school and saw many insects crawling on the ground. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me! Why not catch a larger insect and force it to burrow into the girl's anus? That would be quite interesting. I thought Lili might refuse out of fear, but I would force her to comply; that would add a touch of "torture," making it more stimulating. Of course, I also considered safety. I absolutely couldn't do anything to harm such a good girl. I figured as long as the insect wasn't poisonous, everything else was secondary. I squatted down and searched carefully, finally finding a large eight-legged beetle that seemed perfect. I caught a few and put them in a small glass bottle, the largest of which was over 3 centimeters long. When I took the beetles to Lili's house and told her about them, the little girl was terrified and vehemently objected! She refused to take off her clothes and pitifully begged me, saying that no matter how much her little brother wanted to play with her anus, no matter how much it hurt or uncomfortable she felt, she would never complain… I hugged her, kissed her, and coaxed her, patiently explaining that this kind of play was absolutely safe. The little beetle was non-toxic and wouldn't bite. Even if it could bite, its mouth was so small that even if it bit her anus, it would just be like it was scratching an itch… My words immediately amused the little girl. Seeing that there was a chance, I quickly started to undress her myself. This time, she didn't move and let me strip her naked. Actually, I was quite confident. I analyzed that the girl's initial objection was just the common fear of insects among girls. Since this girl had a very strong desire and awareness of liking to be anally abused, she must still want to try it deep down. As long as I used the right methods, that is, a combination of coaxing and coercion, she would eventually comply.
I went to prepare, but she just sat there naked, refusing to lie down. I ignored her and continued with my tasks. First, I found some honey, diluted it with water, and poured it into a small syringe. I planned to use this honey water to draw worms deep into her anus to attract them. Then I found the plastic tube I had used before when I stuffed handkerchiefs and bananas into her anus. Finally, I took the largest and most active beetle from the bottle, tied it to a long string, and prepared the enema solution and the large syringe. Okay, everything was ready.
While I was preparing, the little girl sat there silently, her big eyes fixed on my every move. I saw a mixture of fear and longing in her eyes. Seeing that she still didn't want to lie down, I went over, twisted her arms, and forced her to kneel on the edge of the bed, lifting her buttocks. Then I tied her hands behind her back. She didn't resist. I gave her an enema several times, and then poured the honey into her anus. To attract the insects and make them crawl deeper, I thought it best to fill the honey as deep as possible, but not too much, lest it overflow and affect the effect. To achieve this, I inserted the small, finger-thick syringe all the way into the girl's anus, leaving only the plunger sticking out, and then forcefully poured the honey water in. Just as I was about to proceed to the next step, the little girl rolled over and sat up, begging me to give up again, looking pitiful. I pretended to be stern and twisted her arms, forcing her to lie face down again. She kept twisting her buttocks in resistance, so I slapped her buttocks hard, binding her even tighter so she couldn't move.
Since her hands were tied behind her back, she had to put her head on the bed for comfort. I used a rope to tie her two folded calves, thighs, and waist together, so she couldn't straighten up at all and could only kneel there with her buttocks raised high. To make it more effective, I shortened the thick plastic tube I used before. When inserting it into the little girl's anus, I didn't insert it too deep; just enough to open a hole so the worm could crawl in and enter her rectum. What's the point if the worm just crawls inside the tube? After inserting the tube, I brought my nose close to it and smelled it. There was indeed a faint, sweet honey scent coming from deep inside the little girl's anus. The most crucial moment of the game was approaching. I was about to insert the worm into the tube when I noticed the little girl seemed very nervous. Her bottom was trembling, and her anus wasn't as relaxed as it usually was when I played with her; instead, it was tightly contracted. I quickly reassured her, gently pressing around her anus until she slowly calmed down. I put the large beetle, which was over 3 centimeters long, into the tube and blew some air into it. The worm really did crawl deep into the little girl's anus. I quickly used a powerful flashlight to observe it carefully. The worm crawled very slowly. Just as it entered her rectum, the little girl screamed, startling me! I quickly asked what was wrong. The girl cried out, "My anus itches! It's tingly, numb, so fun! So exciting! So comfortable!"... The worm crawled and stopped in the little girl's rectum. Every time it stopped, I blew air into the tube, and the worm would continue crawling until it disappeared from sight. Had it turned into the colon? The string attached to the worm was still being pulled towards the little girl's anus, making the string protruding from her anus shorter and shorter, indicating that the worm was continuing to crawl deeper into the intestines. I asked the little girl where the worm had crawled to. She excitedly turned her head to the left and strained her mouth towards the lower left side of her abdomen, saying, "It's crawled all the way here!"
Then she squinted her eyes, entering her own world of ecstasy, fully enjoying the pleasure and thrill this bizarre game brought her. Judging from the length of the rope sticking out of the little girl's body, the worm had crawled at least 30 centimeters deep into her anus. Then the rope stopped moving, and I quickly pulled it out. The little girl insisted on playing again, but after a few tries, the worm stopped moving, having been tortured to death. We'd replace it with another worm, and the little girl was overjoyed that day.
After the game was over, I untied the rope, but Lili clung to me tightly, begging me not to leave. Still naked, she knelt before me earnestly, pleading for an extra spanking! She said, "My dear big brother, I was really wrong just now. I shouldn't have refused your request without understanding the situation. It turns out you were right. Now I beg you to punish me severely!" I asked with a smile, "What punishment?" She said, "Please give me a good spanking." I said okay, and she crawled on all fours to find the paddle she used to spank her bottom. She also found a small, completely dried gourd, which I guessed grew on the gourd trellis behind her house and was dried for decoration. She crawled back with these two items, knelt down, and respectfully handed me the paddle, holding it above her head with both hands. She said, "Please, big brother, give me 100 strokes! Hit me hard! Don't worry about my reaction; I'll count myself. If I miscount, I'm willing to be punished twice!"
Then, with great effort, she inserted the thicker part of the gourd into her anus. Her anus was stuck in the narrow waist of the gourd, with the other half sticking out. It looked quite funny.
After she lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed), I began my "punishment." Perhaps because I had enjoyed the game so much, and because Lili was so adorable, I seemed to have gotten a little carried away that day, and I used much more force than usual. When I had given her about 70 strokes, I noticed that the little girl's counting voice was tinged with tears, and even a little distorted. I stopped and looked closely, and oh my god! The little girl's smooth, plump bottom was bright red from my blows, covered with raised welts. I lifted her head and saw that she was in tears. I immediately gently stroked her burning hot bottom and begged her not to let me hit her anymore. Like a wronged child, she sobbed and got up, hugging me and saying, "Little sister deserves this punishment for making a mistake! Please, big brother, finish the remaining 20 strokes for me. I'm willing to do it. I will always remember this beating. If I make a mistake again, please punish me like this." After saying that, she lay down again. Judging by her posture, she wouldn't be
satisfied until I finished giving her 100 strokes of the cane. So I had to continue, though of course I didn't hit her hard for the last 20 or so. We both had a lot of fun that day. However, when I left, the little girl insisted on getting dressed to see me off. Seeing her sitting on the kang (heated brick bed) getting dressed, her bottom touching the surface and her wincing in pain, I felt a pang of heartache. But the little girl made a face at me and said, "Little sister is happy to!"
While tidying up in the office, I found some old calligraphy brushes. I immediately perked up—this was another new idea! What would she feel if I dilated Lili's anus and inserted these brushes, brushing against her anus and deep into her rectum? Thinking of this, I eagerly grabbed several large, medium, and small wolf-hair brushes.
Lili's eyes lit up when she heard my idea! I suggested we try a different game this time: tie her up and hang her from the rafters. She agreed without hesitation. There was a wooden beam directly above the heated brick bed in her house. I tied the little girl's hands and feet together, then used a long rope to tie her bound hands and feet together again. I looped the other end of the rope around the rafters and pulled hard, finally suspending the naked girl upside down.
I secured the rope, leaving her body about half a meter off the bed, her bottom facing me as I stood on the ground in front of the edge. This made it easy to play with her. It
was the first time I'd seen a beautiful girl suspended naked; it was quite a sight, adding to the excitement of the game. I observed the little girl's expression; her eyes revealed anticipation, excitement from the novelty, and trust in me. I had planned this carefully, to take the game to a whole new level, so I gagged her with a towel and blindfolded her. Blindfolding her is also very stimulating because she can't see and has no idea what I'm going to do to her, what tool I'm holding, or whether it will hurt or make her uncomfortable. She's completely unprepared, and her mind is always in a state of both desire and tension. The moment I touch her, her whole body tenses up. The first thing we do is still enemas. Today I want to give her enemas several more times, to take the enema game to the next level and add a touch of sadomasochism.
So this time I prepared a large basin of boiled water with some vinegar added. I also wanted to observe closely how girls excrete—would it be different from men? Although I'd given Lili enemas a few times before, I hadn't paid particular attention to how she excreted.
After I'd given her several large syringes of water, she started writhing violently, swinging her body like a pendulum, making "ah ah" sounds, her stomach gurgling, and her anus contracting forcefully—she was about to burst. I inserted the end of a small cucumber into her anus and then whipped her buttocks with a bamboo stick, enjoying the girl's disheveled state; it felt quite satisfying. A moment later, I saw her covered in a fine sweat, her whole body trembling slightly. I knew it was time; I couldn't let her hold it in any longer. I placed the bedpan on the ground beneath her buttocks, removed the cucumber from her anus, and with a loud "plop," the little girl's excrement gushed out, its "range" exceeding a meter!
Even worse, it spilled outside the bedpan, forcing me to quickly clean her up. Looking at the little girl, her entire face, including her ears and neck, was flushed red with embarrassment. After cleaning her up, I first gave her a spanking as punishment. Then I
gave her an enema several times with water. It seems that no matter how beautiful a girl is, even if she's like a fairy, or even a noblewoman of high status, she's still just a mortal. They need to excrete just like men, and the way they excrete doesn't seem to be much different.
After the enema, I brought out all the things I used to play with, wanting to see what it would be like to hang the little girl up and play with them. I inserted chopsticks, glass test tubes, candles, homemade beads, freshly picked cucumbers with blossoms and thorns from her garden, the little gourd I used last time, the thin rolling pin she used for making dumpling wrappers, a small light bulb, a stainless steel spoon handle, and so on, into her anus. It was particularly interesting to light the wick sticking out of her anus when I inserted the candle. Later, seeing the dripping wax gave me a new idea.
I tested it with my hand; although the freshly dripped wax felt a little hot, it wouldn't burn anyone. So I pulled the lit candle out of her anus, pushed her buttocks upwards with one hand, so her head was facing down and her anus towards the ceiling, then held the candle up, letting the hot wax drip onto the little girl's anus, playing with the heat. Every time the candle wax dripped onto her anus, she would contract her anus violently, which was quite amusing. After her entire anus was "sealed" shut by the solidified candle wax, I teased her, saying, "You little brat! As punishment for pooping outside, nothing is allowed to go in or out of your anus!" Then I carefully scraped off the candle wax from her anus, continuing to drip hot candle wax onto that cute little hole right in the center of her anus... Later, I inserted that thick plastic tube into the little girl's anus, widening it and dripping candle wax deep inside... Finally, I tried something new. I inserted that thick plastic tube, which I had used many times before, into the little girl's anus, opening her anus, and then inserted a paintbrush deep inside. I gently brushed her rectum with the soft bristles, sometimes from the inside out, sometimes in circles. At this point, the little girl's behavior was almost "crazy." The sounds coming from her throat were hoarse and desperate, her body twisted more violently, her head shook frantically, and her two little braids dangled like rattles. I knew she was only acting this way because her anus was incredibly itchy, and there was no danger, so I ignored her and continued playing.
Later, I asked her how it was. She gesticulated wildly and said, "It's amazing! The itching was unbearable, like I was going to die from itching! But it was also incredibly stimulating. Afterwards, I wanted to play again, but I was also afraid to play again. The feeling was so pleasurable, it's indescribable!"
Once, I visited an old carpenter at the production team's house and saw a strange, old-fashioned object hanging on his wall. The old carpenter told me it was an old-fashioned hand drill used for drilling holes in wood. Now that we have electric drills and drill presses, it's useless, but it's a waste to throw it away. Hearing this, I immediately perked up. Wasn't this another toy for playing with Lili's anus? I could use it to "drill holes" in the little girl's bottom! I asked the old carpenter for it, and he said, "Take it if you need it!" Upon hearing this, I was overjoyed and grabbed it, running outside.
This hand-cranked drill works like this: there's a clip at the head of the drill frame to hold the drill bit, and a bamboo bow, much like the bow used in ancient warfare. The bowstring is made of leather cord, connected to the drill frame and twisted together with some leather cords on the frame, forming a cross shape with the drill frame. When the drill bit is placed vertically against the wooden board, pulling the bow left and right causes the drill bit to rotate rapidly, drilling a hole in the board.
I found a round-headed plastic rod, about the thickness of a glass test tube, about 20 centimeters long, with a very smooth surface, and secured it to the clip at the front of the drill frame. The machine for "drilling holes" in a little girl's anus was now complete; all that was left was to put it into practice.
I explained the method to the little girl, and without a word, she immediately stripped naked and waited.
This time I didn't want to tie her up, because I felt that whether or not to tie her up for fun depended on the specific content of the game. Some things were fun even without tying her up; tying her up and not tying her up offered different flavors, each with its own merits
. I still ordered her to kneel and crawl with her bare bottom exposed, and emphasized that she should spread her buttocks herself, put her head on the bed, and turn her face as close to me as possible. As usual, I gave the girl an enema and lubricated her. However, today's lubrication required special care. To prevent the "drill" from injuring her when it rotated rapidly in her anus, I poured a lot of sesame oil deep into her anus, so that streams of sesame oil slowly flowed out of the girl's anus. Okay!
Everything was ready.
I inserted the "drill" into the girl's anus, all the way in, and began to slowly pull the drill bow. I saw the plastic rod inserted into the girl's anus begin to rotate. At this moment, I observed the girl's face. Her eyes were slightly closed, and she had a strange expression on her face, humming softly, sometimes loudly, sometimes softly, with a look of satisfaction! As I pulled the drill bow harder, the "drill bit" spun faster and faster, causing the little girl's anus to twitch and tremble. Her anus contracted frequently, and she kept sucking her buttocks inward, her buttocks cleft closing tightly. She was so excited her whole body was tense, and her breathing became increasingly heavy. Suddenly, she burst into giggles, shouting with delight. When I pulled the drill bow even harder, the little girl yelled, "Hot! It's hot inside my anus!"
I quickly slowed down.
After playing like this for a while, I suddenly remembered how she had looked in ecstasy when I brushed her anus with a paintbrush last time, and I decided to try it myself. I found a medium-sized wolf-hair brush, attached it to the drill holder of the hand-cranked drill, inserted the thick plastic tube I had used many times before into the girl's anus, and then inserted the brush tip into her anus. Because I had to hold the drill in one hand and pull the drill bow with the other, and I was worried the plastic tube would slip out of her anus, I told the little girl to hold it herself. She obediently rested her head on the kang (a heated brick bed), twisted her body slightly to the left, and reached her left hand towards her anus to hold the plastic tube inserted inside. This way, her face was more towards me. I started pulling the drill bow, and the brush spun around. This time, the soft bristles of the brush brushed deep into the girl's rectum, circling and brushing against her rectal wall. This time, the little girl seemed to go crazy, her head banging against the kang with loud thuds, panting heavily, and making strange noises like "Mama, Mama!" Her whole body convulsed violently, her eyes rolling back several times, goosebumps rising all over her body, but her posture didn't change; her hand remained firmly holding the plastic tube inserted into her anus.
I asked her how it felt. She said that when they "drilled" her anus with a plastic stick, it felt warm inside, and the sensation of the "drill bit" rubbing against her intestinal wall and anus was indescribable—it was simply wonderful! The electric shock sensation in her intestines was also more intense than other methods. The only problem was that they couldn't go too fast, otherwise Lili's anus would feel hot. When they "drilled" her anus with a calligraphy brush, she said it itched terribly, much more so than any other method before—an unbearable itch. She imagined someone immediately inserting a sharp knife into her anus and vigorously stirring her incredibly itchy anus and rectum—that would be truly satisfying! It felt so good she almost died! It was both fun and terrifying! But after the fear and the forced endurance of the itch, an even stronger craving followed!
I have a distant cousin who works as a proctologist at the county hospital. Once, during a casual chat, he told me about a special anesthetic used in anal and rectal surgeries. This anesthetic is injected into the patient's anus at specific acupoints. Once it takes effect, the anal sphincter muscles are temporarily paralyzed and relaxed, causing the anus to open slowly and naturally—to a much greater extent than any professional anal dilator. Moreover, the anesthetic's effect is relatively long-lasting, keeping the anus open for up to two hours, and it has few side effects.
Having this anesthetic would make performing surgery much easier.
I was overjoyed and immediately asked my cousin to get me some. At first, he refused, but after my persistent pleading, he reluctantly agreed, repeatedly warning me not to do anything reckless and not to say he gave me the medication if anything went wrong…
After I swore an oath, he reluctantly gave me a bottle of the medication, several disposable syringes, and sterile cotton, patiently explaining the precautions and injection sites.
I consulted my cousin carefully and, after thorough analysis, confirmed there was no danger. However, I thought that Lili was still a little girl, and she might be terrified of having an injection inserted into her anus and would vehemently oppose it. So, I decided to use some special methods. I put these things in a paper bag and hid it in my pocket.
It had been three or four days since I had played with her, and when I arrived at her house, she was eagerly waiting for me. As soon as we met, the little girl couldn't wait to ask me what new tricks I had up my sleeve. I smiled and replied, "It's a secret!"
The little girl became even more excited and couldn't wait to start. The little girl quickly stripped off her clothes and asked me how we were going to play. I said that today I would tie her up and hang her up like last time before telling her, and she urged me to start quickly. I quickly hung her up and took out the syringe from the paper bag. This time, the little girl was dumbfounded, her beautiful big eyes blinking as she stared fearfully at the syringe in my hand. With a sob in her voice, she pleaded desperately, "Kind big brother, please don't! Don't even mention giving me a shot in my anus, I'm terrified of even a simple injection in my butt when I'm sick! Please spare my life, please..." I smacked her bottom and said, "Who wants your life? It's just a game. Today I'm going to play with you like this! Let's see if you dare refuse! Anyway, you can't do anything about it now."
Lili was suspended from the roof beam above the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), about half a meter above the surface. To prevent her from moving around when I gave her the injection in her anus, which could break the needle and be dangerous, I placed a four-legged stool under her back, readjusted the rope so her back rested on the stool, and then tied her to the stool with another rope, so she couldn't move. After giving her several enemas, I drew the anesthetic into a syringe, disinfected her anus with an alcohol swab, and, following my cousin's instructions, drew a cross in the center of her anus with mercurochrome, intending to inject at the four points of the cross later. Looking at the little girl, she was trembling with fear, tears and snot streaming down her face, crying uncontrollably. It pained me, but I couldn't bear to stop, and this forced approach only fueled my desire for further conquest! I hardened my heart and continued! To make it even more stimulating, I blindfolded her and gagged her, which would increase her fear.
The first injection was in the upper center of her anus, where the anus meets the buttocks; the second was perpendicular to the first, the third on the left, and the fourth on the right. My cousin had instructed me that the needles should be evenly spaced for the best effect, and drawing the cross on her anus was for this purpose. According to my cousin, the girl's round anus is like the dial of a watch, and the four injection sites are 9 AM (left), 3 PM (right), 12 PM (top), and 6 PM (bottom). When I inserted the needle into the tender flesh of the girl's anus, her whole body tensed up, her anus contracted violently, and she made a sound like crying. Seeing the little girl suffer, I felt guilty and wanted to give up several times, but I couldn't resist, so I had to be ruthless again.
After all four injections, I sat behind her and observed the changes in her anus. A few minutes later, her anus began to relax and was no longer so tight. The anal opening gradually opened a small gap, but I still couldn't see inside the rectum because there was a ring of sphincter muscles right next to the anal opening, medically known as the internal sphincter.
My cousin had told me that to make the entire anus "open its mouth," the internal sphincter also needed to be injected with this kind of anesthetic. I prepared the syringe again and gave Lili four injections into the red anal canal at the four designated points. A few minutes later, Lili's anus was fully open, like a child's open mouth, revealing her bright red rectum, which looked incredibly cute and pleasing to the eye. Wanting to comfort the little girl, I removed the blindfold and the towel from her mouth. I wiped the snot and tears from her face, kissing her forehead as I said, "Look! All the injections are done, right? You 'toughened it' too! Just do what your big brother wants this time, good girl! I just wanted to see what the inside of a pretty little girl's anus looks like. Your little butthole is so cute with its gaping mouth! If you behave this time, after it's all over, you can punish your big brother however you want, and I'll grant your wish... The little girl had stopped crying, though her eyes were still brimming with tears, and she occasionally sobbed, seemingly very aggrieved. With my coaxing, she finally smiled through her tears and agreed to play the next game with me.
Looking at the little girl's anus again, it was even wider open! Although I had dilated her anus a few times before, it was mostly with the help of tools. Firstly, it couldn't dilate it very much, and secondly, the tools were somewhat in the way, making it difficult to observe more closely. Only when I gave Lili a vinegar enema did her anus open on its own, but it wasn't nearly as wide as it was this time.
It was practically a miracle! Finally, when the medicine had fully taken effect, the little girl's anus had split open into a huge, red, fleshy hole, about the size of a child's small eating bowl! I measured it with a ruler; the diameter of the little girl's "furious" anus was nearly 6 centimeters! Not only were the wrinkles gone, but even the thick, slightly rolled-up edge of the anal sphincter had become thinner! The round anus and the pale purple capillaries on its inner side were clearly visible. Even her anal canal and the lower rectum connected to it seemed to have turned inside out, blending seamlessly with the bulging internal and external anal sphincter muscles—the boundaries were indistinguishable! This was the limit!
If something thicker were to be forced into her anus, it wouldn't just be a matter of tearing the anus; the junction connecting the anus and the buttocks would be ripped apart!
To see more clearly and deeply, I shone a flashlight into the "orifice." After carefully observing the little girl's enormous, open anus, I discovered that her long, narrow, pinkish tube seemed to lead to a mysterious, winding passage. It's said that the human intestine is at least 2 or 3 meters long, and incredibly convoluted. How long was this little girl's intestine? How many bends did it have? Could I even insert the tube to the very end of her intestines? It remains an eternal mystery! For me, there's always been a sense of mystery about the depths of a young girl's anus. Imagining this beautiful young woman being so "cruelly" played with in her anus filled me with a sense of smug satisfaction. I thought, it would be impossible to dilate her anus that much with a mechanical anal dilator; if I did, wouldn't she scream like a pig being slaughtered? And her anus would have torn long ago! Besides, I couldn't bear to do that; I should be fair to Lili, one must have a conscience. It seems this anesthetic is truly amazing.
I asked the girl how it felt. She said she didn't feel anything, as if her anus no longer belonged to her.
I just felt a strange itch in my heart sometimes. I think this is a feeling that girls often have when they are being played with by men; it's a physiological reaction of their desire to be played with, a reaction caused by their female hormones. Faced with such a beautiful anus, I couldn't just sit idly by, could I? Suddenly, an even stranger thought popped into my head: why not treat her big, open anus as a small bowl for food? I quickly found a bowl of thick rice porridge that the little girl had left over from breakfast, and readjusted her hanging position, raising the rope binding her feet higher so that her shoulders were on the stool and her buttocks were facing upwards, thus preventing the contents of her anus from flowing out. I used a small spoon to scoop the rice porridge into her open anus. I figured that since the rice porridge was so thick, it wouldn't flow deeper; it would only stay in the section of her intestine from her rectum to her anus. After about half a bowl was poured in, the little girl's anus was full, the rice porridge overflowing her anus. I sprinkled a spoonful of sugar on the porridge, inserted a small spoon into her anus and stirred it, then spooned it out one spoonful at a time.
Tired of the game of pouring porridge into her anus, I found a regular 60-degree bulb with a clip, tied a string to the clip, and inserted it into her anus. The thickest part of the bulb was slightly wider than the girl's open anus. Worried about potential problems, I carefully pushed it in, but surprisingly, her anus was still elastic, indicating some potential. Finally, I managed to insert the entire bulb. After removing the bulb, I inserted a flashlight, about the thickness of a child's arm, into her anus. I also inserted a hard-boiled goose egg, but this time I wasn't worried about getting it out; I could easily stick two fingers in and pry the egg out.
After playing for a while, the girl's intestines reacted, and streams of sticky, slippery intestinal fluid mixed with the injected sesame oil flowed out.
After playing with a few different things for a while, I got bored and suddenly wondered if I could insert my whole hand into the little girl's anus. I coated my right hand with sesame oil, inserted three fingers together—it went smoothly. Then I tried five fingers, forming a cone shape and slowly pushing it in. It became a little difficult when I got to the middle; my hand was almost halfway inside her anus. I slowly rotated my hand, pulled it out, and then pushed it back in, repeating this process until I finally inserted my entire hand! Watching my large fist being "swallowed" by the little girl's anus, her anus tightly gripping my wrist, I felt an indescribable sense of pleasure. The little girl's anus was warm deep inside, and her rectum wasn't "spacious" enough; my fingers could only be tightly clenched together, maintaining the cone shape. The flesh inside was incredibly smooth and tender, like a baby's skin, and very elastic. Rotating my arm made her intestines move along with it—it was quite fun.
Back then, I didn't know anything about fist-fucking, and afterwards, I was terrified of my audacity. Now I know that most people's anuses can accommodate a fist after training. Afterwards, I asked Lili how the game went. She said she was glad her older brother enjoyed it, but she was really scared when he started giving her the injection in her anus! This was the first time she'd ever heard of an injection in the anus. The little girl also said that once her anus was anesthetized, she felt comfortable no matter what I did! She only felt sensation when I inserted something long deep into her anus, reaching the end of her rectum; it seemed the anesthesia only affected the lower rectum, anal canal, and anal opening. The little girl's summary of the game was that it primarily emphasized mental enjoyment and satisfaction, because the humiliation, coercion, and bizarre nature of this game were more pronounced than any before. Just thinking about her older brother's entire hand being inserted into her anus was enough to excite me.
When playing anal torture games with Lili, to create an atmosphere, increase fun and excitement, and emphasize the meaning of torture and coercion, I often created "scenes" or forced her to talk about things she was doing, which was also very stimulating. Generally, girls are willing to be played with, but shy about saying the specific words. It can be quite fun to train a girl to say those things without hesitation. After forcing her a few times, she gradually becomes indifferent, and sometimes even says more "harsh" and "satisfying" things. The "scenario" we create is like this: I'll sit in a chair pretending to be working in my office, and I'll call the girl in with her homework. I'll ask, knowing
the answer, "How many questions did you get wrong on your homework today?"
The girl will lower her head and say, "I'm sorry, I got them all wrong."
I'll yell, "You brat, kneel down!"
The girl will tremble and then obediently kneel down.
I then asked, "What should we do?"
"Please punish Lili, teacher!"
"How should we punish her?
" "Spank Lili's bottom!
" "How?"
"Strip Lili naked and beat her with a bamboo stick!"
"How many times?" "
100 strokes. Lili will count herself; if she counts wrong, the teacher should double the beating until her bottom is completely bruised!"
"What other punishments?"
"Tie Lili up with a rope and hang her up! Give her an enema, a lot of water, and then plug her anus so she can't poop! You can also pour a lot of hot candle wax into her anus!"
"And what else?"
"Dilute Lili's anus, tear it open!"
"Go on!"
"Insert a long tube into Lili's anus, through her anus and out her mouth!"
"Continue!"
"Lili is terrified of snakes. The boys have used snakes to scare me, making me cry several times! To punish Lili severely, please ask the teacher to catch a long, thick snake and force it to crawl into Lili's anus!"
"Tell us all the other tricks you have! Don't just squeeze it out little by little like toothpaste!"
"Lili is usually terrified of spicy food, so we asked the teacher to find the spiciest, most numbing Sichuan chili sauce and force-feed it into her anus! We beat her anus with a small bamboo ruler until it swelled up so badly she couldn't open her mouth or poop! We pumped air into her anus until her stomach burst! We even shoved my dad's soldering iron into her anus, turned it on, and heated it until it was red-hot, scalding her anus! We also stuffed an electrical wire into her anus and shocked her! We even stuffed a big firecracker that we set off during Chinese New Year into her anus, lit it, and blew her anus to smithereens!..." "Enough! You're going off on a tangent! Did you say those things yourself?"
"Yes, Lili did it willingly!"
"Do I really need to undress you myself?"
"Except for troubling the teacher when torturing Lili, Lili can take off her clothes and get into position herself!"
From Lili's initial shyness to later being able to spout off whatever came to mind, saying whatever was most stimulating and exciting, the change was indeed astonishing. I understood her psychology. Before each game, she eagerly anticipated it starting, driven by her intense desire to be anally abused by a man. She felt that the more "harsh," "cruel," and "outrageous" she spoke, the more stimulating it would be, satisfying her psychologically and mentally, and making it easier to reach orgasm once the game began.
Of course, she wouldn't actually want to endure that kind of torture, and it was impossible for her. She just thought it was fun and interesting to talk nonsense. Besides, she said these excessive things to tease and stimulate me, making me more enthusiastic about playing with her.
Postscript: Unfortunately, the good days didn't last long. Later, school started, and Lili's parents also came from Shandong...
Once we were home, we never had the chance to play so carefree again. Actually, I was ten years older than Lili; we could have had a teacher-student relationship, torturing each other, loving each other, and spending our lives together. We both wanted that. But in those days, it was impossible! The moment we hinted at being in a relationship, it became the talk of the entire commune. The school pressured me relentlessly, demanding I break off my relationship with Lili or they would transfer me from the teaching profession. Lili's parents also had to move away because of it.
When we parted, Lili cried until her eyes were swollen. I never saw Lili again after that, and later I returned to the city.

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