【Pretty Girl】(09) Author: Unknown

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My face relaxed, and then the pink skirt brushed against my face. The pretty lady stood up. From my angle, I could see the pretty
lady's tall back and her long, black hair. The pretty lady patted her buttocks and turned to me and said, "Okay,
come out."

"Woof."

"Oh, right, your hands are locked." The pretty lady tried to move the stool and found it too heavy. To unlock it, she would have to
crawl down from the bed. She couldn't help but complain, "It's too troublesome. I really don't want you to come out. With this chair, I really want
to try to punish you severely. Did you make any mistakes today?"

"Woof~ "Woof!" I was about to say "No" when I suddenly realized what I was doing and just barked once. I looked at Sister Liang, who
was smiling slyly. "Let me think... Hmm... it seems I really didn't do anything wrong. Okay, I'll let you out today. Oh
, and remember, you absolutely can't make any mistakes lately, especially big ones, or I'll never
forgive you." As she spoke, Sister Liang crawled under the bed and let me out.

I hadn't received such a severe punishment from Sister Liang in a long time. I remember the first time was at the end of my sophomore year when
I was disqualified from exams for cheating. All my grades were reset to zero, and I
didn't have enough credits to begin with, which meant—I would be expelled. By then, Sister Liang had been transferred to the hotel's HR department. When she
found out I was being expelled, she gave me a good scolding. I just smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, it
's a worthless degree. Anyway, you can't find a job after graduating with a master's degree these days.

" "Say that again," Sister Liang's face turned cold. "Okay, I won't say it anymore, I'll shut up." I raised my hands in surrender.
"Does your family know about this?"

"I don't know yet. If I did, my dad would beat me to death!"

"You deserve a good talking-to from your dad," the pretty woman said, pulling out a bankbook from a drawer. "I
have some money here. Spend the next few days reflecting on your life, studying some general education courses, and helping me
with the housework. Consider it working for me to experience life. I'll register you for the next adult exam. I think studying
hotel management is a good option; I can help you with that too.

" "No!"

"Be good, sweetie!"

"No, I just don't want to study anymore."

"Are you going to listen to me or not?" the pretty lady snapped. "Hehe, I'm not going to listen. Didn't you say you'd take care of me?
Right now 'm not doing anything, just waiting for you to take care of me." I said with a grin. The pretty lady stared at me intently,
and I stared back at her without caring. "Pretty lady, the more I look at you, the more beautiful you become."

The pretty lady didn't say anything, looked away, turned around, opened a drawer, found plastic handcuffs, and came over to
cuff my hands behind my back. This was a game we often played, so I didn't care and let her cuff me.
Then , she led me to the bathroom and ordered me, "Lie down."

"Pretty lady, are you going to give me some holy water to drink again?" During this time, the pretty lady and I had watched a lot of
movies , and for excitement, we had imitated some inappropriate SM games based on the movie scenes.

"Shut up!" The pretty woman took off her underwear and stuffed it into my mouth, then handcuffed my feet. She went out the door, and
when she came back, she took my leather collar, put it around my neck, looped the other end around the water pipe, and then wrapped it around the handcuffs on my
feet , tying a tight knot. She took out scissors, cut off the crew-cut pants and
vest I was wearing in the room, and then sealed my mouth with duct tape. After thinking for a moment, she turned me over, wrapped the duct tape tightly around my mouth several times,
then turned off the light and said to me, "Just wait for me to take care of you."

I stayed in the bathroom, not knowing how long I waited, only that... My stomach started growling again, and my mouth was
very thirsty. I wanted to call for Sister Liang, but my mouth was stuffed with my underwear, so I could only make "woo, woo" sounds through my nose.
I started hoping Sister Liang would let me out, but she was still in the room surfing the internet and completely ignored me. Finally
, I heard footsteps approaching, and I hurriedly shouted "woo, woo," but suddenly the room went dark, followed by a "bang," and
Sister Liang actually left. "Oh no, it looks like this time they're really going to do it." I thought to myself in the darkness. When I woke up hungry,
it felt like it was already dawn. I tried to recall why I was in the bathroom... I tried to move again, but I was still handcuffed.
The pretty girl was so thirsty her throat was parched and her lips were sore from the dryness of my saliva.
I decided to quit this game and get up to find something to eat. So I rolled over and crawled to the toilet. There
was a broken tile there. I gently hooked it, pulled out my head, then buried it in the floor and scrubbed hard
, removing the duct tape. Then I spat out the underwear. Underwear is easy to spit out, but pantyhose is
a different story. When something is pressing down on your tongue, you can't get it out without using your hands. Having taken it out and gotten to this
point , I couldn't help but think of those idiots online who ate light bulbs. I took a deep breath,

gritted my teeth, and silently chanted, "Open!" To my surprise, the handcuffs didn't break. I've broken these plastic handcuffs many times before. Whenever
an SM game ends, I yell "Open!" and break free of the handcuffs to show my strength and
trust in the pretty girl. But this time, I underestimated the power of the duct tape. Damn it, no wonder
they use duct tape in murders and kidnappings on TV. It's so convenient and affordable. Why doesn't it compete for a spot on the top 10 murder weapons list?

With my hands still bound, I couldn't remove the collar from my neck. I called out twice, "Pretty Sister, Pretty Sister," but no
one answered. She must have gone to work. I dared not call again; if someone came in and saw me
like , I'd rather die than live my next life! I struggled, but because the ropes were tied behind my back, I couldn't bend over
. I tried to lift my head as high as possible, trying to reach the flush valve. If I pressed it, maybe I could drink a couple of mouthfuls of urine from the toilet bowl. I basically used
this toilet now, because after a year of training, I could
drink Pretty Sister's urine quite well most of the time. This stuff is really addictive, like beer. Thinking about
the urine stains in the toilet bowl made me feel a little nauseous, but I couldn't care less. I strained and pressed the flush valve.
No water. "Pretty Sister, did you turn off the main valve?"

I lay back down. I started to feel nervous. Now my life was in the hands of a weak woman, but…
wasn't this exactly what I wanted?

As darkness fell, the door opened, and I finally heard footsteps entering, followed by the sound of the door closing and shoes hitting the ground
. "Hey, Hey, Hey!" I called out excitedly. "Wow, not bad, you actually managed to break free," Hey said in
surprise , then stepped back and came in to look around. "It's alright, it's alright."

"Hey beautiful, I'm thirsty, I'm hungry."

"All you ever think about is food, are you a pig?"

"Hehe."

"Have some water first, I've been holding it in all day."

I quickly lay down on the ground, opening my mouth wide. The beautiful woman came over, placed her legs apart near my ears, then pulled
down her pants and squatted down, covering my mouth tightly with her vulva. Then she opened her urethra and sprayed urine into my
mouth. Nothing could be better than the sweet nectar after a long drought. When the beautiful woman's wet vulva covered my
mouth , I almost trembled as I sucked on what was inside. When the urine hit my tongue, I felt a
sense of salvation.

Soon, the beautiful woman finished urinating. She continued to squat on my face, enjoying my oral massage, before standing up.

"Sister, I'm still hungry."

"We'll talk about it tonight. Didn't you want me to take care of you? Well, I'll find a way to do that.

" "But..."

"Shut up! Don't speak without my permission!"

...

It's hard to sleep on an empty stomach. At most, you might feel a little dizzy. I've been hungry for over 30 hours, and I'm
completely weak. Maybe if I stay hungry a little longer, I'll actually fall asleep, but I'm afraid I won't wake up.

Finally, Sister came in. She took off her clothes and went into the bathroom, seemingly preparing to shower and go to sleep.
I quickly called out, "Sister, I'm hungry!"

"No rush, drink some water first." After saying that, Sister spread her legs, used two fingers to separate her vulva, and sprayed urine
down . As soon as I put my mouth under the stream of urine, Sister moved the stream back and forth, saying, "You're disobedient, you
're disobedient, I'll take care of you, I'll take care of you."

After urinating, Sister picked up the showerhead, rinsed the urine off my face, dried my face with a towel, and said,
"It's time to give you something to eat."

"What do you want to eat?" I asked excitedly, my eyes wide. "Wait," the pretty lady snapped, then went out and
came back in with a bucket of ice. She squatted down in front of me and said, "Open your mouth."

I opened my mouth, and a huge chunk of ice was shoved into it. So cold! I tried to swirl the ice around in
my mouth with my tongue, but it was too cold. I tried to push it out, but the pretty lady playfully held my head down with one hand and
pinched my mouth shut with the other. Now I had no choice but to bite the ice into pieces and swallow it. "Open your mouth again," she said
, putting another chunk of ice in my mouth. "No!"

"No, that's fine too. Just put it in your mouth then." The pretty girl straddled my chest and placed the ice cube on my
lips. Within seconds, my lips were stinging from the cold. I tried desperately to shake my head, but she held
my head still and pressed the ice cube firmly against my mouth. I had no choice but to open my mouth and swallow the ice cube. After a dozen seconds, I couldn't take it
anymore and swallowed it. I knew this would definitely cause
stomach problems, but it was better than having my mouth frozen. "Open your mouth again." The pretty girl took another piece of ice and put it in my mouth
. I ate eight or nine pieces of ice in a row. My whole body was cold, and my stomach was ice-cold. I asked, "How many more do I have to eat? I
can't take it anymore."

"I'm not asking you to eat it, I'm just asking you to hold it in your mouth."

"But it's cold when I hold it in my mouth."

"It's up to you. If you don't hold it in your mouth, I'll keep feeding you ice."

I had no choice but to do as she said. When the ice cube melted in my mouth, I felt my whole mouth was numb.
I touched it with my tongue, but I couldn't feel anything.

"Alright, now let me feed you, my darling," the pretty lady said, turning around and sitting on my mouth, pointing
her anus at my mouth, and instructing, "Lick it."

I stuck my tongue into the pretty lady's tight anus, hearing her deep sigh above my head. The cool tongue probing her
anus was indeed a very comfortable experience, although I hadn't tried it myself. But after that, the pretty lady often made
me do this, and I could tell from her satisfied expression.

Suddenly, my tongue felt the pretty lady's anus turn outwards. I realized, so this is how the pretty lady was going to feed me!
I had never tasted the pretty lady's feces (some say it's called gold online, so let's call it gold, anyway, I'm afraid to use
that word). Although I had licked the pretty lady's anus many times, it was always after a bath. Once, while watching
a movie, I talked to the pretty lady about this topic, telling her I had aversion to it. She laughed and said,
"It is indeed a bit disgusting." Just kidding, who wouldn't be disgusted by this? But this time, the pretty girl actually
wanted to feed me with gold. I stretched out my tongue and pressed it firmly against her anus. The pretty girl laughed, stepped on my
hair with her foot, held my mouth in place with her hand, and lifted her buttocks. I watched as the yellow "gold," with
a foul stench, slowly turned out of her anus and grew into my mouth. When the "gold" entered my mouth, it didn't
taste as bad as I had imagined. Instead, a warm feeling made my mouth feel less uncomfortable. At this moment, the pretty girl's buttocks
sat back on my mouth. I almost swallowed this damned "gold," so I quickly bit it off. At this
moment I found that the stench had disappeared. I couldn't help but curse myself for being stupid. Only the nose can smell the odor. After realizing this
, I quickly put the pretty girl's anus in my mouth again and felt its wriggling. My mouth slowly filled with "
gold ." After I swallowed the "gold" in small sips, I heard the pretty woman let out a long breath, as if to express
satisfaction, or perhaps it was the end of a sigh. She turned on the water heater to rinse my mouth, then sat on my
face and let me massage her anus while she washed herself. As I carefully pushed her open anus back in
, I asked myself, "What did I just do?...?"

That night, my stomach first gave way to a sharp pain, followed by vomiting and diarrhea. However, I couldn't vomit anything but bile,
nor could I pass anything. I hadn't eaten much for the past few days and felt weak all over, but now, strangely, I was quite
lucid . I felt my strength returning, but I was too lazy to move. Then my whole body felt hot, and in my daze, I thought, "I'm going to
die."

My face felt numb, and I woke up to hear Sister Liang's urgent voice: "Sweetie, what's wrong? Wake up,
wake up!" I opened my eyes, and Sister Liang's beautiful face became clearer. I saw tears in her eyes
as she anxiously asked me, "Sweetie, are you awake? Where does it hurt?"

I tried to reach out to wipe the tears from the corners of Sister Liang's eyes, but found my hands were still bound. Seeing my movement, Sister Liang
realized that the handcuffs hadn't been removed yet, and she quickly turned to find scissors. "Wait, Sister Liang," I called out to her. "What
's wrong? Where does it hurt? Tell me.

" "I have something I want to tell you."

"Go ahead, sweetie, I'm listening." Sister Liang untied my collar, squatted down in front of me, and pulled my upper body
into her arms. "Sister Liang, I want to tell you, I'm going to die."

"Silly child, you have a high fever, stop talking nonsense. I'll get ready and take you to see a doctor."

"Sister Liang, I want to tell you, the happiest thing in my life is being with you..."

"Silly boy, so am I."

When I woke up again, I was already lying in Sister Liang's bed, covered with a thick blanket and a towel on my head.
I turned my head and found Sister Liang looking at me: "You're finally awake, let me see." Sister Liang took off the towel and pressed
her forehead against mine. After a few seconds, she said: "It's okay, the fever has gone down. Do you still want to sleep? If you want to sleep, then sleep a little longer
. I'll watch over you here."

"No, sleeping makes my head hurt ."

"Is there anything else that's bothering you? Tell me."

"Nothing, just that I feel weak all over, and I'm so wet."

"Wet?" Sister Liang put her hand under the blanket and smiled, saying: "You sweated so much, it seems you're better.
Go take a hot bath." After saying that, she lifted the blanket and asked: "Do you want me to carry you?"

"You can't carry me, I'm heavy," I said, rolling out of bed. "Hehe, really? Then how did you get into bed?"

I was stunned. I weigh about 140 pounds, and I couldn't imagine how Sister Liang got me into bed yesterday.
"Sister Liang, thank you."

"You're talking nonsense again. Go take a shower, there's some porridge for you in the pot. After you shower, take the medicine on the table first,
then drink the porridge. I was so scared yesterday, I was so feverish and talking nonsense.

" "Yesterday?"

"Yes, it's two in the morning now, isn't it yesterday?"

"Sister Liang," I called out as I opened the bathroom door. "What is it now?" Sister Liang was changing the sheets in the bedroom
. "What nonsense did I say yesterday?"

"Go take a shower, who wants to remember nonsense?"

"I want to say that there was one thing I definitely said yesterday that wasn't nonsense, because I still remember it now. It
doesn't , I will keep reminding you—the happiest thing in my life is being with you."

...

Silence filled the bedroom. After a long while, the sound of rummaging through the wardrobe could be heard.

I lay in the beautiful woman's arms, gently sucking on her nipple, tracing circles on it with my tongue. "Sweetie,
were you doing this on purpose?"

"What do you mean, 'on purpose'?" I released her nipple and said, "The exam. I know you're pretty good at that subject,
why would you cheat?"

"Hehe, maybe. Maybe I just want you to support me."

...

"Let's see in a while. If you really don't want to study, then forget it. Let me support you."

"Beautiful woman, can I make a request?"

"What request?"

"Don't support me like you did yesterday."

"Hehe, yesterday was just a small punishment for you."

"Ah? This is just a small punishment? I won't do it!" I rubbed my face against her chest in a coquettish manner. "
Okay , okay, that's a big punishment. I usually won't punish you anymore, but you have to be obedient."

"I'll be obedient."

"Obedient... Well, you seem more energetic now, but I have to go to work today. Get down and suck on
my 'that place' for a while, let me rest."

"Which place?"

"You naughty boy, sucking on my little sister." After saying that, the pretty sister pushed my head down. "Pretty sister," I
said from under the blanket, "is it your little sister in front or the little sister in back?"

"You're asking for a beating, come in." The pretty sister lay on her right side, spreading her left leg, feeling me kissing
her buttocks from below. She then reached down, grabbed my chin, and made my head rest on her right leg. Then she
covered my mouth with her vulva, lowered her thighs, squeezed me hard, and then "slapped" me on the head. "
Ooh ooh, the juices from the pretty sister's vulva. The pretty sister pulled the blanket up to cover
her shoulders, then stroked my hair and said, "How about this, from now on, the one in front will be called Big Sister, and the one in back will be called Second Sister
, so you won't be naughty with me."

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