[Random Notes on the Life of a Heiress]

First stirrings of love .

I'm an ordinary high school student, just turned 18 this year. My family is comfortably well-off; I have an older sister and

a younger brother. While we're not incredibly wealthy, I certainly have everything I want! I'm also quite extravagant; no

matter how much I squander money, my wallet is never empty. My name has the character "千" (qian, meaning thousand), so everyone calls me "千金" (qianjin, meaning thousand gold). Even the teachers don't

dare to call me that, for fear that my wonderful father will stop donating money to the school. (Oh, I forgot to mention! My father is the president of the school's

parent-teacher association.)

Although everyone treats me with utmost respect, I still feel unhappy. After my mother gave birth to my older sister

, the couple planned to have a daughter. My father always wanted a son, but after I was born, he

was so angry that he wanted to throw me into an orphanage. Fortunately, my mother stopped him. Perhaps he just wanted to

avoid seeing me altogether?

So…

my childhood wasn't very happy. My mother was too busy to care for me; both my parents placed all their hopes

on my younger brother, who was seven years younger than me. My older sister, who was a year younger than me (actually, almost

two years), was a top student. After graduating from a prestigious university, she immediately joined my father's company and became his indispensable

right-hand woman . As for me, who didn't really want me to be born, my grades were poor,

and I even repeated a grade in junior high. My father's indifference towards me had reached the point where he was "speechless." My

social circle wasn't great either. Everyone treated me with great respect because I spent a lot of money on meals, but I didn't have anyone I could truly confide in. Oh well! It didn't matter! As long as I had money to spend every month, it wasn't so bad

to watch those lowly classmates treat me like queens every day . 　　I graduated from junior high at 18! I didn't plan to find a job. Working myself to death just to make ends meet wasn't my style. Anyway, my father would send me 20,000 yuan every month, so what was the point of me working? 　　But last week I had a fight with my father! The reason was simple: whenever he's unhappy at work, he takes it out . Even though my older sister didn't manage things well administratively, he blames it 　　all on me—it's outrageous!! Naturally, I retaliated with a tirade, which felt great, but the consequence was that my monthly allowance of 20,000 NTD was gone !! 　　No big deal!! I don't need to go out anyway, and the maids at home cook for me; I won't starve so what's there to be afraid of! 　　A week later, I realized I was wrong, terribly wrong. Using money to elevate my status, without financial support, everything felt off. I, who rarely talk to my family, spend almost all my time playing online games. Only playing games can distract me from thinking about home. This high-class status made me the envy of everyone? But my luck wasn't good; all my game currency was bought with real NTD. People laugh at me, saying, "It's all about the game; how many people are that rich?" Hahaha!! 　　But that's not the point. My game is getting a revamp, and new gear is coming out. Of course, I'm not going to obediently stay in the same spot grinding for the gear I want. I want what I want, that's my style! But looking at my character's money… it's going to be hard to buy… When other players realized I was broke, they rarely bothered with me anymore, afraid of being cursed with poverty. I angrily logged off the game. Damn it!! Wait until I'm rich!!! See how these people beg me then!!! 　　Life is incredibly boring without games. Sometimes I browse erotic articles, but looking at those pointless websites, I clicked on every single one. Most of them were about being raped, ahh, being raped by others, and so on. Once , while reading an article, I noticed my genitals starting to become wet, and my nipples felt dull and swollen. I curiously touched them , and the strange sensation was painful to the touch. I grabbed a marker, lay down on the bed, pulled off my clothes, and started masturbating, imitating what the articles and comics described. It felt amazing; my hands were full of my own juices. I thought… …should I insert it now? 　　I picked up the marker and slowly pressed it into my vagina… Damn…it hurts…!! 　　But I wanted to experience the same "orgasm" as those women in the articles…? I endured the pain and slowly, bit by bit, inserted myself. When I reached the bottom, I didn't experience the bouncing pleasure I'd heard women in those articles had; I just felt a dull ache. I slowly began to thrust, faster and faster. I felt that suffocating feeling in my chest seem to overflow my entire body, making me feel incredibly bloated. I thrust faster and faster until I felt I was out of strength, then I let go. Who says masturbation is pleasurable? My hand got tired, okay? But the incredible feeling in my genitals and throughout my body fascinated me. After losing interest in online games, I started masturbating every night, thrusting into myself. Sometimes I would deliberately stick a marker inside me and walk around the living room. Although I wasn't afraid someone would suddenly pull down my pants, the feeling of having someone around me excited me…? 　　That day, after masturbating in my room, I was thirsty and wanted a drink. I thought it wouldn't matter since I had a marker inside. I put on my skirt and just as I opened the door, my father walked by. I was startled, but I quickly recovered and walked past him coldly. While I was drinking water, my father suddenly said, "What's that smell?" 　　I was terrified. My vagina contracted nervously, the sensation of the marker inside me intensified, and my legs involuntarily pulled together . Then I realized I hadn't worn underwear when I left, just a skirt. What if it fell out while I was walking? My heart pounded. I pretended not to know and said, "What?" My father hurriedly said no and quickly went back into the room. But I still noticed a slight bulge in his genitals. I felt strange and went back inside. I'd heard that a woman's vaginal fluid could greatly increase a man's "sexual desire." Could it be? 　　Was my usually cold father aroused by the smell of my masturbation? Thinking of this, I lay down on the bed and began thrusting the marker inside me. My body trembled with the thought that "my father is excited because of me." I thrust in and out desperately, muttering soft moans, until my hand ached and I slowly stopped … Quietly savoring the lingering sensation fading from my body, I longed for a man to have sex with me… 　　or like in some erotic novel, being gang-raped by 3 or 4 men… Erotic images floated through my mind, drifting further and further away. Just then, I heard heavy breathing coming from my parents' room next door. 　　What was that sound? Curious, I pressed my ear against the wall. I heard my mother panting , though not with the wanton screams of an AV actress from a novel or downloaded video…

It was that kind of intense, high-pitched panting, as if the air was never enough, the constant, frantic inhalation making my lower body feel

a little aroused. My hand involuntarily reached down and stroked around my little hole. It felt so good… I longed

to pant like my mother… that feeling was so amazing…

Listening to the sounds, I picked up the marker I had just tossed aside by the bed and, without hesitation,

inserted it into my little hole, starting to thrust violently. Half-lying on the floor, my hand kept thrusting in and out of my little hole, my mind

filled with images of my father naked, and the memories of seeing him without pants, revealing his thick, dark, and ugly

genitals…

An hour later, I only thought that thing was ugly, but now I desperately wanted to feel my father's penis

inside to give me an orgasm, to experience the feeling of being penetrated by a "man" and reaching orgasm. I panted until I was too weak

to move, my vaginal fluids, which used to be just enough for lubrication, were now so plentiful that I saw a small puddle on the floor, but that didn't matter to me. I

pulled out the marker, half-lying on the floor, climbed onto the bed, and quickly fell asleep.

Even as I fell asleep, I kept replaying that strange feeling in my mind.

(From "Miscellaneous Notes on a Rich Man's Life - Part 2: The Virginity Bidding")

These past few days, I've felt incredibly irritable. The sound of my mother's heavy breathing by my bedside a few days ago is still

haunting . I tried to distract myself by playing games, but nothing seemed to work. I played a few rounds

and then logged off without even bothering to say goodbye to some friends. I even tried imagining that day and gently touching my genitals, but I

didn't feel anything. The more I did, the emptier I felt.

Frustrated, I sat down at the computer, remembering a chat room I'd been browsing out of boredom. I remember when I first entered that

chat room… a barrage of private messages bombarded me… making me flustered… and most of the questions were from guys…

mostly questions like "How old are you?", "Where do you live?", "How tall and heavy are you?", "Need help?"

I was only 16 then, and encountering such a "sexy" situation, I was terrified and didn't know

what to do. I quickly closed the chat room, as if I'd done something wrong.

After that, I stopped using chat rooms for two or three years. I was so bored!

But now I really want to go on chat rooms... My environment and personality make it impossible for me to have a boyfriend.

Besides ... the feeling of having a boyfriend and having an affair are very different, right?

I'm like a cat that's stolen some cream, so I hurriedly went to an 18+ chat room, got an ID called "Little

Sweetie," and sure enough... a bunch of guys were messaging me like crazy... I was imagining their curves when they took their clothes off,

while skillfully replying...

"My Man" said to "Little Sweetie": "Hello .

" "Little Sweetie" said to "My Man": "Hello hello." "

My Man" said to "Little Sweetie": "How old are you? Where do you live?" "Little Sweetie" said

to "My Man": "I live in Taipei." "And you?"

"My Man" said to "Little Sweetie": "Heh. I live in Taipei County. How tall and heavy are you?" "

Little Sweetie" said to "My Man": "Ah..."

(I won't go into the details of the ellipsis in the middle)

My Man said to Sweetie: Why are you in this chat room?

Sweetie replied to My Man: No, I was just bored = =v

My Man said to Sweetie: Oh, you weren't with your boyfriend!?

The girl said to the man who called me: "I haven't."

The man who called me said to the girl: "Really?! You've never had sex?! You're a virgin?!"

(I was a little shocked that the guy asked so directly, but then I thought... it doesn't matter, you can't see me online

anyway ... haha)

The girl said to the man who called me: "I have had sex." "That's not too much."

The man who called me said to the girl: "Really?" "How many have you had?" "Are you still a virgin?"

The girl said to the man who called me: "I've had... two..."

The girl said to the man who called me: "...Um..."

(Although I wanted to be more open, I was still a little shy...)

The man who called me said to the girl: "How long have you been dating them... and none of them have slept with you?!"

The girl said to the man who called me: "Over a year." "They're both the obedient type (they're just for me to boss around)..."

…So they didn't think about it… (mostly out of fear)

My Man said to Little Sweetie: Don't you ever want it yourself?

Little Sweetie said to My Man: …Yes…

My Man said to Little Sweetie: Have you ever masturbated?

Little Sweetie said to My Man: …

(Seeing this… my face started to turn red, wondering whether to answer…?)

My Man said to Little Sweetie: Are you still there?

Little Sweetie said to My Man: Yes… My Man said

to Little Sweetie: Have you ever masturbated?

Little Sweetie said to My Man: …Yes… Yes…

(Even though it was online, I still felt ashamed, and my hands were trembling slightly.)

My Man said to Little Sweetie: What do you use? Your hands? Or do you buy toys?

Little Sweetie said to My Man: Both…

(I felt my breathing become rapid, and my lower body slowly swelled…)

www89457 said to Little Sweetie: Okay! Need help?

(This uninvited guest suddenly interrupted. Although I'm not short of money, I was still curious and intrigued by the

feeling .)

Little Sweetie asked www89457: How much is it each time?

www89457 replied: It depends on how good you are. If you are, I'll naturally pay more.

Little Sweetie asked www89457: What's the most you've ever paid?

Call Me Man asked Little Sweetie: Gone? Are you there?

Little Sweetie asked Call Me Man: Yes. Call

Me Man asked Little Sweetie: When you touch yourself, does any vaginal fluid come out? Do you feel pleasure?

www89457 replied: Usually around 4,000!! But last time I met a super

hot one, with amazing skills, I gave her 8,000 in one go!

Little Sweetie asked Call Me Man: Yes... it comes out... of course I feel it...

Little Sweetie asked www89457: Oh... what do you want to do... oral sex?

(I tried hard to remember the erotic terms I used to read in novels and articles.)

Call me man to Little Sweetie: You're so hot! Want to have sex with me? My sex drive is really strong. My

girlfriend can't handle it!

And I last a long time too.

Little Sweetie to Call me man: Yeah 0.0...

www89457 to Little Sweetie: Do you dare to walk down the street in a miniskirt? Without underwear,

preferably with a vibrator inside!!

Little Sweetie to www89457: 0.0!

(At this point, I can't remember what that ID said! All I could think about was wearing a super short

miniskirt, with a vibrator inside my little hole, walking down a busy street. Thinking about this, I

couldn't help rub my legs together... I really want to... try it... I felt my chest rising and falling slightly as I breathed.)

While I was still fantasizing, there was a knock at the door. I was startled and closed all the windows, pretending to be nonchalant as I went out?

"Is something wrong?" It was my father calling me. Given how we usually don't get along, I was genuinely

flattered that he'd come to see me.

Of course… calling me couldn't be anything good. I started a fierce argument with him, and finally, in a fit of anger, I

smashed things all over the floor, grabbed my handbag from the small coffee table next to my bed, slammed the door shut, and left. I even

slammed the door shut as I went out, feeling… good!

It was autumn, and a bit chilly. In my anger, I hadn't worn any clothes or taken anything with me.

After being exposed to the wind for a while, I slowly calmed down… Now… where should I go…?

I have no friends, and there's no way I could find a place to stay.

I went to the ATM and withdrew the only 2,000 or 3,000 yuan I had in my account. I went to eat something, but after eating, it was getting

late. I knew I couldn't go back now. A hotel room, I think, costs over 1,000 yuan a night. This

would definitely be too much for me. Someone who used to spend money like water started to understand the importance of saving. I gave myself a bitter smile.

I went to an internet cafe and booked a computer for five hours. I chose the most secluded corner seat, planning to

spend the night there, whether it was for practicing martial arts or just chatting. The thought of money started to give me a headache. Suddenly, I remembered, "...

4000 per time... 8000 if it's good..."

My body

started to tremble slightly. I couldn't tell if it was excitement or agitation. My fingers stiffly searched for a chat

room and clicked in. Although I was tempted to indulge in forbidden fruit, I was afraid of being discovered. A restless feeling

welled up inside me. I chose the southern region... No fear... What's there to be afraid of? Just do it! Anyway, I

've lost my virginity. Guys give their first time to their right hand, I gave mine to myself, it's all the same!! I

comforted myself.

Having made up my mind, I didn't hesitate any longer. In an open video chat room, I found a

guy who looked quite wealthy and good-looking. After I told him it was my first time, he said it would cost even more!! Virgins

are hard to find!! Anyway, we chatted for a while and then exchanged phones. It was around 1 or 2 AM, and

I was in Taipei. I was worried about things getting exposed, so I found a "buyer" in southern Taiwan. If possible, I'd be happy

to live there. We agreed to meet the next afternoon. The price was $6000. I checked online to see

if any buses ran at night and found XX Bus. The fare was cheap, only around $500 per trip,

but the journey took a while. No problem, I could rest then.

After arriving in southern Taiwan, I asked around to get to the meeting place. The person seemed about average-looking,

around 180cm tall, and probably of normal weight. He was tall but not too thin or too fat. While I

wanted the money and wanted to experience it, I didn't want someone too fat.

I didn't want to get crushed halfway through—how embarrassing!

Although it was a monetary transaction, we still chatted briefly, pretending to be friends. He was an engineer named Ashen,

29 years old, and supposedly quite well-known. His girlfriend was on-again, off-again, and he'd come to chat rooms out of frustration, which is how he

saw me advertising my virginity. He asked me about myself, and of course, I couldn't tell him I was

the daughter of some rich kid! I lied and said I came from an orphanage (which was practically an orphanage in my family anyway),

but my family went bankrupt because no one sponsored me, so I came to the south to make a living. My story sounded reasonable, and he was even moved,

asking what my skills were and promising to help me find a job. I just rolled my eyes inwardly.

We

went to a restaurant in his car, and he generously tipped me for the ride, which I appreciated.

I don't want to be like some women who'll sleep with anyone, calling any man "moral"—at least I want someone

who looks to my liking!

I followed him into the room he had booked. The thought of what was about to happen made me dizzy. Seeing the luxurious

room, I had an urge to run away, but my body stubbornly held on. My chest tightened with heavy breathing.

He noticed my tension and considerately told me to take a shower to relax. Frightened and embarrassed, I rushed into the bathroom,

stripped off my clothes, and poured hot water over myself. My heart pounded. I thought, "This must feel similar to a newlywed wife,

right? Provided she's still a virgin?"

My hands slowly rubbed my body, and involuntarily, they reached for my genitals. My

breathing I'd never felt this way before, no matter how much I masturbated. Now there was a man next door, and I was about to

…do that with him

? I couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. After the sound came out, I quickly covered my mouth with my hand,

afraid that Ah Shen next door would hear. I quickly grabbed the tap and washed myself thoroughly. The vaginal fluid that had just

flowed out was washed away, but I still felt a lingering, sticky feeling…?

There were no spare clothes in the bathroom. I was in a rush to get out, so besides the clothes I was wearing, I had nothing else. There

were only two bathrobes hanging on the rack, one large and one small. I picked up the smaller one and put it on, fastening

the belt. I was thinking of getting dressed and leaving quickly, but I hesitated before my hand touched the doorknob! Should I really… go out

…?

The question kept running through my mind. Scenes from adult films I'd seen before kept replaying in my head. My hands trembled as I gripped

the hem of my shirt , and my thighs began to rub together involuntarily. I stood there for a long time, but material desires and physical urges forced me

to open the door. As soon as I stepped out and turned around, I saw Ashen sitting half-upright on the bed watching TV. His suit jacket was neatly

hanging on a rack, and his shirt was casually unbuttoned at the top. Although it didn't reveal much, it didn't really bother me.

As I was looking at the body of a man who wasn't my father, I felt my face begin to flush.

"Finished washing? Hungry? I just ordered something, have some!" Ashen turned to look at me when he heard the sound.

When he saw me, I gripped my clothes even tighter, my mind racing, nodding and shaking my head incoherently, my whole

body tense.

Ashen probably knew I was nervous, so he got up and pulled me to a small table. He asked me some questions, to which I could

only nervously nod or shake my head, my hands tightly clasped together, my legs pressed tightly together—partly from nervousness, and partly

because of an inexplicable swelling and discomfort in my lower body.

Ashen and I ate quietly, occasionally interjecting with a few unrelated topics. My mind was filled with thoughts of what was

about to happen...

After Ashen finished eating, he went to take a shower. As soon as he entered the bathroom, I rushed to the bed and covered

myself , panting heavily. I pressed my hands against my groin and rubbed my feet together, but the swelling felt more and more pronounced.

Ashen showered much faster than I expected; he came out in less than 10 minutes, but to me it felt like 10

years... I felt incredibly uncomfortable!

I was still nestled in the backrest, my body trembling slightly. I heard footsteps slowly approaching, then

one side was pushed down, and he climbed onto the bed and snuggled under the covers. I was lying on my back then, and he slowly turned me

over, his body naturally snuggling into my arms. His lips naturally roamed over my neck and chest. My belt

wasn't undone yet, but the fabric covering my breasts had been pulled to the sides by Ashen, exposing my breasts completely to him.

"Can you turn off the light...?" I begged him... but he refused. He wanted me to remember that my first time was with him

??

I don't know if it was because of shyness or because his technique was too good, but my mind was completely blank...

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