Flight attendant's foot slave

I'm a thief, making a living by stealing. Although the government hasn't issued
any , I'm still dedicated and hardworking, just like all model workers! I should say I'm
a relatively high-quality thief; my highest degree is a bachelor's, and after graduation, I was assigned to teach Chinese at a prestigious
high school However, I didn't go—I told the school I wasn't feeling well and couldn't teach
or guide students for the time being. The school said they could keep the position open and welcome me anytime. Perhaps the old man (referring to a corrupt official) helped me out;
which educational institution these days is truly eager to hire? I ignored them and continued being a thief. I love
this job. Why doesn't this school teach thievery? They're all full of ulterior motives, yet they want their students to be innocent.

They're so damn cunning! My father-in-law was constantly berating me, scolding me for being idle and aimless.
Several times flipping through Mao Zedong's quotations. He used all the remaining influence of his retired education bureau chief
on me. Finally, pushed to my limit, I humbly said, "Dad, I'm currently tutoring a few American students
in Chinese, and the income is quite high. I'm also planning to co-found a private school." My father-in-law immediately perked up
, his eyes practically slits. He excitedly asked a whole string of questions, saying he wanted to teach those foreign students well, emphasizing
how difficult their journey to education was, but also hoping there wouldn't be any teacher-student romances. He even asked if he could become the dean of studies if the school was established
.

He'd wanted his own school since he was young, but the government didn't approve of it then. Now
, his son had fulfilled his dream. That very evening, my father-in-law treated his old friends to
a meal , embellishing my grand plan with exaggerated claims. I regretted saying that;
I felt deep sympathy for this fervent educator.

I must say I possessed a high level of expertise in my field, and I adhered to professional ethics with the steadfastness of a widow—
the rules of our trade. Therefore, I never made a mistake. I rarely associated with people in the underworld; this was taught to me by my
master , a rare master whose words became my life's creed. He also forbade me
from touching women, because they were sources of trouble! Do you know how I lost this hand? My master often warned me,
"Women! Women! The most terrifying things! You can only find women if you want to leave this trade!" My master's
severed arm left a deep impression on me. Look at my hand, so nimble it could play the piano—was this the hand used for writing with chalk?

Damn it, it's a waste! I didn't want to lose such a lovely arm. I kept my distance from women,
regarding their charming smiles and alluring eyes as mere will-o'-the-wisps in the wild. But I still couldn't escape my fate; I fell
for a woman! That was my first blunder not long after I started out, back in my second year of junior high...

The school was having a sports meet, and a few girls dragged me to watch the games with them. What was so interesting about that
? It was boring! I didn't like those girls. First, they weren't pretty, and second, they always made fun of me for being a pale-skinned
girl. What did it matter to them whether I was pale or not? But I was so tongue-tied back then, all I could do was blush
. The way I looked so embarrassed makes me want to slap myself now! I swear if I ever saw those
girls , I'd beat them all up! I slipped away, but I ran into the head of academic affairs as I left the school. He called out to
me, "Xiao Jia! Why aren't you watching the games?" He was a very strict teacher, and I got scared,
tears welling up in my eyes. "What's wrong? Is something the matter?" the head of academic affairs asked with concern. "I, I, my mom isn't
feeling well!" I said timidly. "Oh! Then you should hurry back and see her!" the dean of academic affairs said kindly. "And please give
my regards to Director Tian... oh! to your dad!" "Yes, Director Wu." I ran off as fast as I could. My dad's
surname is Tian, and my name is Tian Jia. My classmates say it's a woman's name, and I do look like a woman! Back then, all I could do was blush
and say, "Nonsense!" In college, there was a big, muscular guy from the physical education department who said there was a fast food called
"Tian Family Rice," and asked if I grew up eating Tian Family Rice. I didn't say anything, but I punched him so hard he screamed,
and then easily broke his forearm. He looked miserable and said he was just joking with me, how could you do that? I said go
joke with your mom! My martial arts skills were also taught to me by my master, after I was in the second year of junior high school. He said his students
should be bullied! After leaving school that day, I went straight to a high-end apartment building in Chaoyang District.
The weather wasn't great, but I was in a good mood. My target was the fourth floor,
the dormitory of two flight attendants from China Southern Airlines. They had left the day before, apparently flying to Guangzhou. Entering was smooth, like being in my own
home. My mentor said that's the feeling you need—the quality of a professional. Even if the owner comes home,
don't panic. Calmly say, "Sir! I'm sorry, you've come to the wrong place!" While they're still surprised, you
can escape; you've already planned your escape route. While my mentor was giving me his earnest advice, did he even consider how much a
teenager could possibly understand?

After searching through everything, I didn't find anything interesting. There was a very delicate
leather whip in the closet. I cracked it a few times; it was loud. Intrigued. I wasn't interested in the money; I was just
curious about entering someone else's home. It was like an adventure, very exciting! After looking at everything, I carefully put everything back in
its place, taking only a very few items, perhaps not even worth much. This is my habit, but my master says
it's the highest level of our profession. In the closet, there's a pair of shiny women's knee-high leather boots, as if they've just been polished,
and of course , very beautiful—what we'd call "cool" these days!

This is a typical woman's room, permeated with feminine scents. I sniffed the bras they left behind—
oh! They smelled wonderful—but I wasn't particularly interested. They had many pairs of underwear, mostly black and white
, differing only in style and workmanship, all clean and emitting a faint fragrance. Here, oh, some jewelry too.
Useless. What's the point of wearing this? Ah! Their photos, tsk tsk! Such beautiful girls, flawless skin, eyebrows
like the moon , eyes like stars, their smiles so alluring. Their faces are pressed together, so intimate. If only I could
kiss them… My master says we in this line of work don't get close to women… Whatever! I tucked the two photos into
my pocket .

I swaggered to open the door—ah!—oh no! The door wouldn't open—this is an imported
security door; the installer bought me the same model and had me practice on it countless times. Going in and out is like opening my mouth—
isn't this the "Policeman-D type"?—Oh dear! My master, this is the "Policeman-D1 type"!
How could I be so careless! My heart started racing, pounding wildly. I was no longer the temporary owner; I felt like a…
Like a lab rat desperate to escape. This door is different from those in China; without a key, the way to go in and out
is different. The D-type and D1-type doors are the same for entry, but the exit is completely different. I held my breath and started fiddling with it,
sweating profusely. Luckily, the door was thick, and no one outside could hear what was happening inside.

Time ticked by, each minute feeling like a year! ...Give me hope!

Grant me strength, I am Xirui! My thoughts raced... Oh... this is getting close...
Faster ...

My god! The door opened! — It was flung open from the outside! With giggles, two
beautiful women rushed in! For a moment, I was dumbfounded. They weren't as flustered as I was, but they were very surprised! I stammered
, "I...I...I'm sorry! Miss...I went to the wrong place!" —Oh my god!
What am I saying?!

—I should say you went to the wrong place! I'm done for. I lowered my head like a child who had made a mistake on a test.

Damn it! I'm such a terrible actor! Their unexpected calm only fueled my panic. These
two flight attendants must have been trained in hijacking. One of them, a beautiful woman, stared at me: "You're
a thief!"

"Yes! I'm a thief!" Her stunning beauty intimidated me so much that I blurted out the truth. Then, I
clumsily corrected myself: "No! I'm not! I... I went to the wrong door..." According to my mentor, I should have
immediately run out the door, but whether it was because I wanted to see their beautiful faces again or because I was inexperienced and
terrified, I stood there motionless. "I... I... I'm so pitiful!" I said pitifully,
"Please don't hit me!"

See? That's how pathetic I was back then, even trying to be a thief! If I told my mentor, he'd be furious!

Another sweet-looking girl chuckled. Her laughter was lovely. "Jingjing, he's just a child,
don't scare him!" Jingjing didn't laugh. "He's not so young anymore!" "Really? Not so young anymore..." The sweet-looking
girl seemed to remember something. She closed the door. "Jingjing, you said he's not so young anymore?" "Yes! Xinxin,
what's wrong... um!" Jingjing also seemed to remember something. "But, he's still a little young, isn't he?" She frowned, looking at the
girl called Xinxin.

"You said it! He's not young!" Xinxin smiled at me. Jingjing started staring at me, and I looked back at
her. Her eyes were beautiful, but a little cold. I carefully observed her reaction, barely daring to breathe. I
knew my fate was in her hands; at least today, she was deciding my destiny. She suddenly nodded. I
was startled ; the photo in my arms hadn't been properly placed and fell to the ground! They had all seen it. Xinxin and Jingjing smiled knowingly, and
my heart pounded with even greater fear. A woman's smile rarely meant anything good. What would she do to me? I was both anxious and
terrified. I immediately knelt before them, pleading, "Good sisters, please forgive me! This is my first time,
I'm still young, please let me go, I'll never do it again!"

"Forgive you? Sure!" Xinxin's smile was sweet. "Then lick her shoes clean first!" She gestured with her
jade-like chin towards Jingjing. This…this…I hesitated, even though Jingjing's shoes
weren't dirty at all, and they were quite beautiful, highlighting her delicate feet. "You don't want to?" Xinxin said, somewhat
displeased. "Please, please don't be angry! I, I'll lick it!" I quickly lowered my head and pressed my lips to Jingjing's shoes.
She was wearing wedge sandals and sexy stockings. The moment I lowered my head, I smelled the faint
fragrance of her feet. It was a strange and alluring feeling. I looked up at Jingjing. Her lips were slightly parted,
revealing neat, white teeth. She seemed quite pleased with what I was doing. Xinxin watched my actions with great interest, her eyes
filled with smugness. I used the tip of my tongue to lick the surface of Jingjing's shoes little by little, sometimes touching her thin stockings.
For some reason, all my previous reluctance had vanished, replaced by a feeling of floating on clouds. Standing there,
Jingjing looked like a goddess. I felt as if I was only fit to kneel at her feet.

After licking Jingjing's two shoes, I asked Xinxin ingratiatingly, "Shall I lick your shoes too?" Xinxin stuck out
her tongue said with a smile, "No need!" Jingjing lifted her leg to look at her shoes, seemingly quite satisfied, and patted my
head, "You licked them quite clean, I'll let you off the hook!" Xinxin stretched out her leg, gesturing for me to crawl to another room.

I obediently crawled over; I knew they seemed to have other activities planned, but deep down I felt like I might enjoy them.

"This student has good potential and is handsome too. He could be our foot slave!
Standing in the cabin all day is exhausting. Having someone to lick and massage our feet will make the other sisters incredibly envious!" I heard
Xinxin's cheerful voice. "I never thought that the bad weather would bring us good luck!" "Don't be too happy
yet . Don't tell Xin'er and the others about this. We've been struggling all night and still haven't reached Baiyun Airport. I'm tired. I
'll take a shower first. Ask him about his situation. If he agrees, then train him a bit!" Jingjing's words were very calm.
After a , Xinxin came in alone. She sat in front of me, crossed her legs, and was dressed casually.
A section of her fair calves was exposed between her jeans and Nike sneakers. Kneeling in front of a pretty girl, and looking directly at her, my
face flushed slightly. I wanted to lower my head—but she hooked my chin with the tip of her shoe and made me tilt my head back—and I
involuntarily held her feet in my hands. "What? You want to lick my feet too!" Xin Xin asked playfully, her
voice soft and seductive.

My voice murmured in my throat, "Yes! I... I think it's great!" "Do you like your older sister
's feet?" Xin Xin wiggled her sneakers. "I love it!" I said, blushing. "I'll do anything you ask me to do, sister
!" "Really?" Xin Xin became interested. "Can I ride you like a horse, sister?" My penis
suddenly got hard, and my body began to go limp. "I'm your little pony, sister, you can ride me and hit me as you please." "Really! You
little devil, you're so funny!" Xin Xin giggled. "Come on! Take off your sister's shoes!" Just as I was about to take off her
shoes , her slender hand slapped me: "Silly boy! Use your mouth, you know that when you lick a girl's feet
, you have to use your mouth to take off her shoes!"

"Oh!" I put my mouth to hers. Her Nike sneakers were new, exuding youthful energy.
When my lips touched the shoe, my heart was burning because Xin Xin was looking at me teasingly. She would like me to do this
. How beautiful she is! I thought to myself. Having no experience, I don't know if it was her beautiful ankles that amazed me or my
overwhelming excitement that made me clumsy. My mouth was more awkward than ever before. After several attempts, I finally managed to bite and pry
off her sneakers. I was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry! I, I, am so clumsy!"

"It's okay! You'll get used to it!" Xinxin gently encouraged me, pressing her slender feet against my
lips and gently massaging them. My heart skipped a beat. I never knew a woman's feet could be so beautiful
, especially when they were right before my eyes, right next to my lips! Why hadn't I noticed before?

Her feet, clad in white cotton socks, were as innocent as Snow White's. The socks couldn't hide her unparalleled
curves . Look! That slightly upturned tip must be her playful big toe. The curve where the instep meets the arch
was breathtakingly elegant! And that faint scent—a harmonious blend of orchid fragrance and sweat—was so subtle. "I...I..."

I murmured, unable to utter a word, pressing my face tightly, so tightly, against the sole of her foot, using the most sensitive
skin on my face to experience the warmth and smoothness of her beautiful feet. My penis—if the penis of a 15-year-old boy can be called
a penis—was already throbbing with erection, a feeling I only had during my first ejaculation! I rubbed my face against the soles of her
feet; it was the ultimate pleasure! Her cotton socks were so soft, so soft it felt like I
was in Alice's Wonderland. I didn't even dare to pull them off. I didn't know if I could control
myself anymore. My hand... my hand had already reached down and grasped my penis! Xin Xin chuckled,
stretching her jade-like legs between my legs and pulling away my greedy, impulsive hand: "Silly boy, don't do that. I'll
teach you later!"

Her foot didn't leave; her sneakers were directly on my crotch. I straightened up, trying to make my erect
penis press against the sole of her shoe. Even through my pants and shoes, the indescribable beauty and feminine
softness of her feet sent electric shocks through me, forcing me to twist my hips to meet her sole. "You're
the most intelligent little thing I've ever met!" Xin Xin praised me with a smile, revealing her charming dimples. "You should take off your socks!"

Is that so? I want to take off her socks, the socks of a beautiful woman, and I'm kneeling before her, with
one of her feet stepping on them... Is it all real? Why is my penis so excited, more intense than ever before!

I want to use my mouth, my lips, to hold her socks! Boiling desire relentlessly burns me, my mouth obsessively
resting on her ankle, devoutly biting the top of the sock. Her fair ankle is right beneath my lips. Taking off
a beautiful girl's socks
with my mouth is an unimaginable pleasure, an indescribable ecstasy, an irresistible sexual temptation! Not even mountains, not even the sea can stop it! My lips glide across her fair instep, like
the delicate antennae of a dragonfly brushing against my heart. Under the movement of a young man's lips, an unforgettable
scene slowly unfolds in my mind. The white socks are pulled down inch by inch, and a smooth, delicate, and agile beautiful foot finally
lifts her alluring veil, revealing her breathtaking beauty! Her feet were warm, warm enough to fill
any man's world with tenderness; her feet were white, white enough to make any man with a filthy heart dare not
look directly at them; her feet were delicate, more delicate than the skin on the face of any heroine in a youth drama; her feet
were soft, soft enough to make any man weep for her; her feet were magnificent and neat, even the peony, the queen

of blooming flowers,

paled in comparison; her feet were so alluring that even Confucius, born in 505 BC, would prostrate himself,

kowtowing and begging for mercy, desperately licking them with tears streaming down his face! I couldn't believe she was such a rare
beauty .

Her large, white toe twitched slightly, captivating me completely, making me almost want
to dance with . I lost control; I dared not stand upright any longer. Her radiant, natural feet utterly conquered me.
I bent over, moved back half a foot, and prostrated myself at Xinxin's feet. This was the only thing I could do!

And the only thing any man could do!! My trembling hands cupped her bare feet, reverently placing them above my
head in worship! Xinxin was amused by my actions. She could clearly see how much I adored and worshipped her
delicate feet!

She hadn't expected that, as glamorous and sophisticated flight attendants, they only wanted a servant to tend to their
tired feet after disembarking, a plaything to command. She now clearly realized: they had a
slave, a docile and obedient little slave, so docile that he would kneel down at the slightest movement of her little toe! So obedient
that he would crawl over and lick the dust off her shoes the moment she stretched out her delicate foot! How delightful!

Xinxin gestured for me to sit up with her foot, then pointed her bare toes at my crotch—oh! I knew
the command of my love god, and I took off my underwear, revealing the poor thing. Seeing its flushed embarrassment,
Xinxin smiled and said, "Crawl closer, sister wants to tease your little chicken!"—Good heavens! What a beautiful
voice, it was like an angel's call!

Xinxin's delicate right foot circled around my penis, the almost-but-not-quite-close contact making my lower abdomen tense, my
swollen glans yearning for the caress of her delicate foot. Every toe of hers brought me divine pleasure. She stretched
her left foot towards my face, the sole of her shoe rubbing against my cheek: "Do I have to teach you how to be happy?" My comprehension
was surprisingly good; with the help of my lips, I removed her left shoe and sock. Before I could even properly admire her
delicate foot , her toes had already slid into my mouth like a fish. I hurriedly and nervously took her big
toe into my mouth, and the delicate skin on the instep, the faintly visible veins, were clearly visible before my eyes. Whether I was 15 years old
then or now at 24, I couldn't escape that dreamlike, intoxicating feeling. If
such feet can't move you, if such toes can't arouse your desire to lick them,
then you're probably sexually deficient! Her sole was lowered to my chin, while her toes enjoyed the caress of my tongue.

The spaces between her toes were full of mystery and temptation; all the deliciousness and all the pleasure seemed to emanate from between her toes . The scent emanating from her
was even more irresistible than the cherry lips and the beautiful vulva between her jade legs. My tongue slipped
between her big toe and another delicate toe, and then, the back of her right foot explored under my scrotum,
supporting my poor but lucky thing with her warm instep. Her foot playfully slid down, her toes even approaching my
anus . I was terrified! I was terrified that she would insert those toes that every man in the world desires into my anus—I would definitely
scream with pleasure, and my semen would shamelessly gush out—wouldn't that be true! My glans was beginning
to secrete a clear liquid; perhaps this was just the prelude. I then licked each of Xin Xin's toes
. As I licked the soles of her feet, she giggled incessantly, but she could hardly realize the irresistible charm of her soles.
Many girls' feet are only suitable for viewing from above or the side. But Xin Xin's feet were different; her soles were more shapely, more...
Her feet were so soft and supple, the pads of her toes so clean and the soles so alluring. All the charm of an average girl combined
couldn't compare to the breathtaking beauty of Xinxin's feet. Most men wouldn't dare beg to
be ! My heart was broken, my heart was captivated!

I held her delicate little toes in my mouth, expressing my deepest adoration with my tongue. Her toes
were so perfect, even her toenails seemed to hold a tender affection. Those nimble, snake-like toes moved lightly and gracefully in my mouth, like the white
neck of a swan. Xinxin's right foot gripped my penis, gripping my very life! I could easily imagine her beautiful foot stroking
my penis. At 15, I groaned as her beautiful foot moved up and down, my mouth instinctively biting her
toes even tighter! ...

I don't know how much time passed, maybe 10 minutes, maybe 2 minutes, but whatever the reason, I wished
it were a century! I climaxed; my thick, white, virgin essence gushed forth, erupting and gushing out. My still-
innocent body trembled with bliss. Xinxin's slender foot, the most beautiful and transcendent foot that had brought me into this world, floated out like
a jade maiden . I was glad I hadn't desecrated the goddess's heavenly foot, and glad that her slender foot had just stepped onto
my shoulder, as if to comfort and encourage me. My virginity was thus easily stolen by a pair of beautiful feet
, and my life became more splendid because of a woman's beautiful feet! It should be said that from that moment on, I embarked on
the path of foot fetishism, captivated by the charm of slender feet.

As I was lost in ecstasy, a long, slender leg clad in leather boots appeared before me—it was Jingjing,
her whip beckoning me. I paused for a moment, then, guided by Xinxin's delicate feet, I crawled toward Jingjing.
I've mentioned before that I'm highly perceptive in every aspect, which is why Jingjing was willing to enslave me. The long
black whip, the gleaming high-top leather boots, the sexy and beautiful cold smile, the towering breasts—after the whip cracked,
I entered another extremely seductive space… (This section contains SM content,
but due to differing tastes among enthusiasts, I've omitted it for now, hoping for your understanding of the foots' efforts.)

Two days after leaving them, I was restless and weary. My elderly master asked me why, and I
lied, saying I'd been bullied. He, who had spent most of his life in the martial world, smiled knowingly. But from that moment
on, this nearly centenarian began to teach me martial arts, saying that his disciple, Puling, could not be bullied by outsiders.

While researching at the National Library during my sophomore year, I stumbled upon his name: a lone
thief in Shanghai's underworld, reclusive and taciturn. The Green and Red Gang had repeatedly invited him to join their alliance, but to no avail. Later, he offended
a leader , leading to a bitter feud. The Green and Red Gang issued a permanent assassination order against him, and he disappeared in Shanghai in 1941. Pu
Ling and Li San from Beiping were known as the "North and South Twin Thieves."

When I read this brief account, he had already been dead for five years! Only then did I realize
the true story of the critically ill old man I had inadvertently rescued while fishing with my father at Miyun Reservoir. After starting martial arts training with my master, I still frequently visited Xin Xin and
Jing Jing ; their beauty and delicate feet attracted me like a magnet! From their conversation, I learned that they
were very hostile towards a girl in their flight crew named "Xin'er," probably because Xin'er had taken the position of flight attendant team
leader , and Xin'er didn't respect them at all. When Xin'er's name was mentioned, Jingjing's eyes were always filled with
cold malice. Xinxin said that one day she would make Xin'er beg for mercy while sucking their toes. The two beautiful flight attendants
were plotting how to take down their rival at work. I don't know how they managed to get their hands on
the videotape of Xin'er and her boyfriend having sex. A conspiracy was born from the operation of the videotape. I was fortunate enough to witness it all.
It was when I secretly sneaked into their apartment again, trying to discover more of their privacy and figure out how to open that damned Policeman
-D1 from the inside. I keenly sensed the sound of the door opening and, like a cat, slipped into the closet. I
heard three girls enter. One of their voices was unfamiliar, both innocent and timid. I
recognized it as Xin'er, whom they often mentioned. "What do you want? Are you trying to negotiate here?" Xin'er
's voice was soft and slightly shy. I could tell she was a very beautiful girl. "Negotiate? Do you think
you have the right to negotiate with us?" Jingjing's voice sounded cool.

"Then... then please give me back the videotape!" Xin'er pleaded. "Is it that simple
? -- We, we'll broadcast it on the company's cable TV!" Xinxin's tone was mischievous.

"Please, please don't do that -- it will ruin me!" Xin'er was distressed. "Weren't you
very dissatisfied with our work? Weren't you proud of scolding us in meetings? Well, what about now?
Where has your arrogance gone!" Jingjing said with a vengeful tone.

"That was work, I didn't mean it."

"Nonsense!"—"Slap!" A crisp sound rang out, and Jingjing had probably slapped Xin'er across the face. "Kneel down!

Kneel down and apologize in front of us!"

"This...this...you..."—Xin'er sounded like she was about to cry.

"Will you kneel or not?" Xinxin drawled. "You don't have to kneel—but that nice videotape..."

"I'll kneel! I'll kneel!" I heard Xin'er say urgently, followed by

a "thump!"—she had probably knelt down. I seemed to hear her soft sobbing, and of course, Jingjing
's cold laughter.

"Crawl! Crawl between our legs!" Jingjing continued to command.

"Yes! Crawl like a dog!" Xinxin gloated. "Crawl! Are you going to crawl or not!?"

"Crawl, I'll crawl!" Xin'er said, her voice trembling with tears.

...

Through the crack in the door, I saw a beautiful, innocent-looking girl crawl in like a dog, with Xin Xin
kicking her buttocks with her boots from time to time. The closet door opened, and I jumped, quickly shrinking
back inside—it was Jing Jing taking out her leather boots and putting them on.

"You...crawl here!" Jing Jing and Xin Xin sat on the sofa, Jing Jing pointing
at a spot on the ground with the tip of her boot.

"Yes!" Xin'er said helplessly.

"Hurry up, lick our shoes clean with your mouths!" Jing Jing commanded. Xin Xin had already put her feet up on
Xin'er 's back.

"This is too much!" Xin'er pushed Xin Xin's feet away and stood up, trying to resist.

Jing Jing raised her hand slightly, and "smack!" The whip struck Xin'er's slender shoulder. She had just clutched
her arms and screamed when a second lash came down on her head. "Sister! Sister! Spare me!" Xin'er collapsed to the ground.
On the ground, Xin'er crawled to Jingjing's feet, hugging her boots tightly, crying as she pressed her face against them.

Jingjing used her whip to lift Xin'er's chin, making her tilt her head back, and looked at her coldly, "Your little face is
pretty , no wonder the manager appointed you as the team leader." Although Jingjing's appearance was also first-class,
she was still somewhat inferior to Xin'er, who was younger than her. Xin'er's delicate beauty aroused her jealousy. She suddenly pressed
Xin'er 's pink neck and forced her face down onto Xin'er's short boots, "Lick it! Lick Xin'er's shoes clean first!"
Xin'er no longer dared to disobey, and obediently began to lick Xin'er's short boots with her delicate tongue. Xin'er giggled, "Lick
it clean, or I'll make you eat the whip again!" and proudly swung her short boots.

After licking Xinxin's ankle boots, Xin'er followed orders and began licking Jingjing's long boots. Having licked both
boots, she felt no more humiliation, no more dignity. For this beautiful girl, all she wanted was for
this nightmare to end immediately! However, she was wrong! For her, this nightmare had only just begun. "Take
off your clothes!" Jingjing commanded.

Xin'er remained silent; she dared not resist any longer, for the whip she would suffer was too much for her delicate skin
to bear . She silently undressed, slowly, a triumphant smile on Xinxin's pretty face.

"Take it all off! Not a single stitch!" Jingjing's face also broke into a smile. Two
clear tears She did not slack off, slowly removing all her clothes. I saw a look of surprise
on —because they, like me, were stunned by Xin'er's breathtakingly beautiful body. Jingjing
stood there for a moment, then seemed to have suddenly made up her mind. She abruptly kicked Xin'er to the ground, flipped over, and straddled her lower abdomen
. Her two beautiful hands took turns slapping Xin'er's face, making it burn with pain. Xinxin mischievously
stuck her bare foot between Xin'er's legs. As Xin'er tried to close her legs as if electrocuted, Xinxin's
big toe had already pierced through. Although it was punishment, having such a smooth and delicate foot between her legs
made the sensation in her genitals more than just masochistic. Jingjing then stopped slapping Xin'er and leaned down to kiss her cherry lips—
I never expected things to develop to this point. As Xinxin's toes wiggled and explored, Xin'er's inner
pain gradually subsided. Her nipples were also being sucked by Jingjing, and the blood in her body surged with
the penetration and the tingling sensation in her breasts. A pleasurable feeling flowed throughout her body, and her girlish heart was like
a spring overflowing with spring water, brimming with passionate waves. Her hazy eyes were filled with the blooming
flowers of desire in the Garden of Eden. She began to moan softly, her slender hands reaching for her lower body, grasping Xinxin's rounded heels and
pushing and pulling them inwards. Her slender waist... Her body undulated like waves, and she murmured, "Good sister, harder
, oh... oh!... I... want it...!" Under Xin Xin's toes' ministrations, Xin'er's body and soul were
intensely stimulated and she experienced immense pleasure. Xin Xin's legs were long, straight, and beautifully sculpted; each powerful
thrust sent Xin'er into ecstasy, her breath coming in gasps. Her initial tension had dissipated, and this relaxation
made her posture both wanton and incredibly vulnerable. This innate quality both pleased and vexed the two
women .

Hidden in the closet, I was deeply captivated by the unparalleled spectacle performed by these three women, staring intently
, completely immersed in admiration and sexual hunger. In a moment, Xin'er reached the peak of pleasure,
her breath quickening, her face flushed. Jingjing, straddling her
, displayed an irresistible allure with her long, slender back and graceful neck. Xin'er called out to Jingjing in a sweet, ingratiating voice, her dark eyes gleaming with desire, her
full red lips so soft and tempting. Jingjing admired everything about her, feeling her body begin to
react even more strongly to Xin'er's captivating beauty. She kissed Xin'er deeply, exploring her lower lip with her tongue, gently
biting it. Xin'er opened her arms and embraced Jingjing, moaning softly. Jingjing's smooth, fragrant skin pressed against hers,
a strand of fragrant black hair brushing against her arm, leaving her utterly intoxicated.

God! Buddha! Oh God! What a beautiful sight this is! My heart trembles; to have
such pleasure as a human being—ah! How blissful and blissful—I was both drooling with desire and
restless because I couldn't see every detail of their bodies. I longed to see every part, every bulge, and every
arousing caress. It was so painful to imagine the beautiful contours, color, and smell of their genitals.

Xinxin's toes fluttered between Xin'er's labia, and a pale
fluid , glossing all of Xinxin's toes. She used her two big toes to open Xin'er's labia, widening her beautiful vulva.
I could vaguely see the flower-like clitoris, also glistening and shiny. Then my view was blocked. Jingjing lowered
her head and buried her face in it. I could only see her beautiful hair and hear the lewd sounds. I
didn't know how she enjoyed this earthly pleasure. Those charming white toes and rosy pink labia will be
the most splendid memory of my life. Eight years later, that intoxicating middle school foot fetish still lingers in my mind. Since graduating
from university , I have been wandering aimlessly through the streets and alleys of Beijing, mysteriously appearing in
the mansions of the rich and powerful, casually taking what I need. But I have found nothing in the search for beautiful feet. That one
mistake has become eternal!

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