pretty lady

As soon as Sister Ya left, Sister Liang released me from under her skirt. Just as I was about to question her about why she had exposed me
to her colleague, Sister Liang stood up, moved her chair aside, and slapped me across the face. I was stunned;
my face burned with pain. Having known Sister Liang for so long, this was the first time I'd ever been slapped by her. "Get out!" Sister Liang
yelled at me. "Sister Liang, I..."
"Get out!"
I didn't say anything, quietly leaving Sister Liang's office and returning home. The pain on my face turned into numbness.
Looking in the mirror, I saw several red finger marks. I felt extremely wronged and really wanted to cry.
What was wrong with Sister Liang? She seemed like a different person. I couldn't figure it out. After a while, the pain on my face disappeared. I
ate something in the kitchen, took a shower, and the grievances and anxiety in my heart seemed to disappear as well. I went online for a while,
then lay in bed for a bit. I saw that it was well past the time I was supposed to get off work, and Sister Liang still hadn't returned. I looked in the mirror again;
the red marks on my face had faded quite a bit, but there were still faint traces. I was too lazy to go find Sister Liang, so I simply went back to bed for another nap. When I woke up,
I heard Sister Liang closing the door and changing her shoes. "Sister Liang," I called out from the bed, but she didn't answer. After a while,
Sister Liang came in, smelling strongly of alcohol. "Sister Liang, have you been drinking?"
Sister Liang looked at me sitting on the bed and said coldly, "You male dog, are you still sleeping well?"
"Sister Liang, I..." I wanted to explain, but I really didn't know what to explain. It seemed like I hadn't done anything
wrong today, but instead I got slapped by Sister Liang. It should be Sister Liang who was explaining. I thought to myself, but Sister Liang ignored
me. She found some duct tape in the cabinet and tied my hands tightly behind my back. Then she took off her socks and stuffed them into my
mouth . She tore off a piece of duct tape and stuck it on my mouth. She pulled down my pants. I tried to struggle, but Sister Liang
gave me a cold look. I felt a chill envelop my whole body, and I didn't dare to move. I watched as Sister Liang
tied my feet with duct tape as well. Then she grabbed my hair and pulled me off the bed to kneel down. She took off my vest and tied a knot at
my wrist . I wanted to speak but couldn't. I could only kneel on the ground and nervously watch Sister Liang.
After tidying everything up, the pretty woman stood in front of me and slowly unbuckled the white belt from her tight jeans.
Just as I thought she was going to take off her jeans, a flash of white light appeared, and with a "snap," my shoulder was struck
hard the belt. A sharp, piercing pain shot through me, quickly turning into a burning agony.
I tried to cover the wound with my hands, but they were tied behind my back. I fell to the ground, writhing and twisting, my head hitting the bedpost with a thud.
With a "thud," the pain in my head almost disappeared; all my senses seemed to be concentrated in
my shoulder , digging for even more intense pain. The pretty lady paused, then gritted her teeth and lashed
my thigh and buttocks with the belt again. "Ugh!" I cried out. If it weren't for the stocking in my mouth,
the whole building would probably have heard me. I rolled on the floor, finally reaching the pretty lady's feet. I rubbed my face against her
slender legs, looking up at her, tears streaming down my face. The pretty lady
was raising the belt, looking at my pitiful state. After hesitating for a long time, she lashed the bed with
the belt, threw it away, and kicked me. I sobbed on the floor. The pretty lady straddled me and sat on the bed, placing a foot
on my face. Her beautiful arch trembled, conveying her anger. After a while, my shoulders and
buttocks ... Blood began to seep from the wound. The pretty woman put her foot down, got up, took out her first-aid kit, found some alcohol and cotton swabs, and squatted down to
apply it to my wound. The alcohol stung the wound like oil on fire; the pain was so intense I felt a tingling sensation
deep within . I rolled around, trying to dodge her hands. She simply knelt on my shoulder
and pressed her buttocks against my face. This time I couldn't struggle and could only sob under her buttocks. She remained unmoved,
cleaning the bleeding wound and applying medicine. Then she got up, grabbed my ear, and made me
kneel towards the bed. She sat in front of me, tore off the duct tape sealing my mouth, and pulled out the sock from my mouth. "Pretty woman, sob,
sob," I cried, kneeling before her. "Don't cry!" she said, slamming her hand on the bed. My sobs turned
into sniffles, and I looked up at her with teary eyes. She looked back at me, her eyes also red. "How did you end up with
that slut Li Xiaoya?"
"I...I didn't!"
"No?" The pretty lady raised her hand, and I was slapped across the face. "I really didn't." Perhaps because the slap
wasn't hard, or perhaps because I was genuinely wronged, I stiffened my neck and said to the pretty lady, "No,
why would she seduce you?"
"I don't know, I only chatted with her for a couple of minutes. Maybe, maybe it's because I'm too handsome." I
don't know why I suddenly said such a sentence. "Pfft." The pretty lady couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. No wonder, for
a boy like me, with tears in my eyes, naked, and pitifully kneeling in front of the pretty lady, suddenly saying it's because I'm handsome,
is indeed a ridiculous thing. The atmosphere eased considerably with the laughter of the pretty lady. Seeing her laugh, I
chuckled awkwardly. "Don't laugh, be serious."
"We're robbing someone right now," I interjected, fully expecting this witty remark to make the atmosphere even more harmonious.
Unexpectedly, I received a flying kick to the arm from her. "I told you to be serious!" she said fiercely. "I'm
always serious," I said earnestly. "Pfft," she laughed again, then kicked me again,
saying, "You, you're ruined by that mouth of yours."
"Yeah, I also feel my mouth is bad, especially at those times,"
she laughed again. Finally, she grabbed my ears with both hands, looked me in the eye, and said seriously,
"Your mouth belongs to me alone. Nobody else can have it, and you shouldn't even think about giving your mouth to anyone else."
"Hey, do you want my autograph?" I asked, pretending to be serious. *Slap!* I got another
slap, this time hard. To be honest, she really hit me hard today, like she was drunk. One slap left me
dazed for a moment. "Okay," I said, bowing my head. "From now on, you can only speak when I tell you to.
If I don't tell you to speak, you can't speak."
"Okay," I said. *Slap!* Another light slap. "What's wrong? I said I understand."
*Slap!* Another light slap. "Did I tell you to speak?" she asked. "Then how should I answer you?"
I asked, my voice trembling with tears. *Slap!* Another slap. "Think for yourself," she said. "I…" I was about to speak when I saw
her hand raised again. I quickly barked twice. "Good boy, you're my little dog, that's
how talk," she said. "I'm on annual leave these few days, I'm not taking you anywhere. Stay home and behave yourself."
" I'll make you my little puppy."
"I'm already your little puppy," I said with a smile, but then I saw the pretty lady raise her hand, so I quickly buried my head
in her crotch, hoping to avoid the slap.
"Good boy, looks like you want to play with me, huh? I'll keep track of your behavior today, and deal with you slowly tomorrow.
Let me remind you once: from now on, if I tell you to speak, say 'You can speak,' and if I tell you not to speak, say
'Stop speaking.' If you dare to disobey, it will be the greatest disrespect to me, and you will receive my severe punishment.
One sentence, one punishment.
" "What is a severe punishment?"
"One sentence, I've kept track of it. Well, I won't let you suffer too much the first time, so you won't
be uncomfortable . From now on, you can speak."
"What is a severe punishment?"
"Nothing, you'll find out tomorrow. Alright, it's getting late, let's take a bath and go to sleep," the pretty lady
said, stroking my head.
(14)
I woke up groggily and found I had an eye mask on. I tried to take it off, but my hands were tied
up too. "Sister Liang," I called out. "My dear, you're awake! Did you sleep well last night?" Sister Liang said from the living room.
"Yes, I did. Sister Liang, why did you tie me up?"
"Didn't we agree yesterday that you would receive a big punishment?"
"What punishment?"
"You'll find out soon enough." Sister Liang came over from the living room. "No! My injuries haven't healed yet!"
"Don't worry, it won't hurt this time. Come on, let's go to the toilet." The pretty woman grabbed my penis and pulled me into
the toilet, pushing me to lie down on the floor. Then she took out a clip and put it in my mouth, then clipped
my nose with a clamp. Next, a shower sponge was placed around my neck, and then something was stuck around my neck. When
the blindfold was removed, I found my head stuck in a small blue cylindrical stool, my neck
held in place by a large hole burned into the shaft. The seat was bent into a ring shape, and the pretty woman was
standing high on either side of my head, smiling at me. "Ah, ah," I tried to speak, but couldn't. I could only watch as the pretty woman took off
her underwear and slowly sat down on my face. Then, her soft vulva pressed against me. "Let me feed you milk first,"
the pretty lady said, opening her urethra and letting her morning urine flow into my mouth. I swallowed it down and stuck out my tongue to lick her vulva
clean , but then I noticed her buttocks moved forward, placing her anus against my mouth: "Lick it well,
something good will come out later." The pretty lady laughed until I finally realized her intentions. I tried to struggle, but to no
avail ; her entire weight was pressing down on my face. I could only move my body from side to side, but nothing could change
the position of my head. My mouth was still against her anus. Helpless, I had to stick out my tongue to block it. When I pushed my tongue into her anus, she laughed above my head and said, "A massage isn't bad either, but you can't change your fate
today. Just wait and see."
"
A while later, I noticed that the pretty girl's anus was turned inside out, and something on her tongue was pressing down on my tongue.
I tried my best to push it out, and I heard the pretty girl making "hmm" sounds as she exerted herself. Then she leaned forward, and
when I felt the pressure on my face ease, I tried to move from side to side, but I was blocked by the pretty girl's legs. Now I had the pretty girl
's anus above me and the solid cement floor below me. Where could I escape to? I had no choice but to raise my head and press my face
against the pretty girl's buttocks, and forcefully stick my tongue inside, trying to block that thing inside. At this moment, the pretty girl's warm and
strong hand grasped my penis and gently stroked it up and down. A wave of pleasure came, and I relaxed and lay back.
The pretty girl's feces turned inside out of her anus, and only the head of it emerged. The pretty girl sat back down and
inserted into the clip in my mouth. I couldn't smell it, but I could vaguely sense a fishy, foul odor in the air.
It was too late to push my tongue away; I could only try to dodge it. The pretty girl continued to stroke my penis
, and the pleasure from my lower body offset my nausea. Luckily, my nose couldn't smell the stench either. But then,
I realized my danger—I had to breathe through my mouth. If my mouth was filled with feces, I would suffocate.
I felt the soft, warm, but incredibly resilient feces slowly entering my mouth. I tried to pry it
out , but it was impossible. The only exit was the gap between the pretty girl's buttocks and my mouth, which was too small and my
only way to breathe. I gasped for breath under the pretty girl's buttocks, and heard her say, "Watch out,
it's coming." Then, with a clench of her anus, she snapped the piece of feces off in my mouth. The bitter taste filled my mouth,
blocking my throat. I wanted to swallow it, but I couldn't. It wasn't liquid; I couldn't deceive
my swallowing ability.
At this moment, the pretty woman's buttocks left my face, and she flipped over to sit on my chest. She removed the lip clip from the corner of my mouth and tossed it
aside . Then she sealed my mouth with a piece of duct tape before loosening the clip on my nose. "Ugh, ugh," I
cried out, no longer caring about the stench, taking two deep breaths and moaning with feces in my mouth. "Good boy, this is your big punishment.
Enjoy it. This is for your own good, to let you get used to my taste so you won't abandon me later," the pretty
woman said while stroking my penis.
The pretty woman then turned over and knelt on my shoulders, raising her buttocks high to give me enough
breathing space below. Then she bent down and took my penis into her mouth, her tongue gently swirling back and forth on the glans.
I enjoyed the pretty lady's oral massage, trying to convince myself to forget the "food" in my mouth. I carefully bit
it off and started chewing. When I swallowed her feces with great effort, I still couldn't control the nausea in my heart. Just as I felt like vomiting,
the pleasure from her forceful sucking of my penis suppressed the urge.
"Was it good? I'm letting you off easy today. The first punishment isn't much. Get ready," the pretty lady said, tearing off
the seal on my mouth and picking up the ring to put it in my mouth. "Pretty lady, don't put the ring in. I'll eat it myself," I quickly said.
"Hmm? Let's make it clear first, it doesn't count if you don't swallow it," the pretty lady said, then sat down on my mouth and started playing
with my erect penis.
I withdrew my tongue and instead covered the pretty girl's anus with my lips, sucking hard. Soon, the pretty girl's anus
opened again, and the pleasure in my lower body became more and more intense. Suddenly, I imagined the pretty girl sitting on my head and defecating. This
image made me even more excited, and I could no longer feel disgusted. I carefully held it in my lips and gently pulled it out,
chewing and swallowing it quickly. This time there was no smell. My mouth was now tightly sealed to the pretty girl's anus,
and I didn't feel disgusted. All my attention was focused on my lower body being held by the pretty girl.
After I finished swallowing the pretty lady's excrement, she stood up and said, "Open your mouth." I opened my mouth as instructed, and she
nodded in satisfaction, smiling as she said, "Let's see if you dare to talk nonsense again."
"I won't dare to do it again," I hurriedly said. "Alright, alright, this is just a lesson for you. When you get back, take the medicine on
the table ; it's for detoxification. Today—oh, not just today—in the future, if you feel unwell,
you're allowed to speak without my command. But in other matters, you can't speak without my order,
otherwise, you'll end up like this time, understand?"
"Understood," I said, lying on the ground. "From now on, stop talking."
"Woof woof."
"Good, you learn quickly. Open your mouth again, I'll rinse it for you," the pretty lady said, picking up
the showerhead and rinsing my mouth. Later, she sat on my face, rinsing me while making me lick her anus clean
. After brushing my teeth, I turned around and knelt in front of the pretty lady, washing her feet. The pretty lady used the showerhead to rinse the wounds on my body and asked
, "Does it hurt?"
"Woof woof."
"I forgot, you can talk."
"It hurts, pretty lady."
"Sweetie, forgive me, I drank alcohol yesterday."
"Pretty lady, why did you drink alcohol?"
"Silly darling, it hurts so much for me. My darling will grow up someday, and will
leave me someday, but I can't bear to let you go."
"Sister Liang, I will never leave you, really." I looked up and gazed earnestly into Sister Liang's eyes.
Sister Liang looked into my eyes, and slowly her eyes began to well up with tears. "Silly darling, you really are my silly darling."
After saying that, Sister Liang pressed me between her legs. "Sister Liang..." I called out to her, and then pressed my lips against
the dark patch between Sister Liang's legs. "Good darling, give me a good lick, and I have something good for you to drink."
Sister Liang said as she straddled my shoulders and rubbed her genitals against my mouth.

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