[The Dusty Tales of the Saturn Village Chief] Interlude: Warm Brother Accompanies Ms. Nana to the Village 9

9.
There's something even easier. I sent someone to call Da'ai and Xiao'ai for lunch, and the person came back to tell me that the two of them were
having lunch at Aunt Wu's house, and Aunt Wu had already prepared everything.
I asked them carefully, and it turned out that Da'ai and Xiao'ai had secretly given Aunt Wu some favors, so Aunt Wu was happy to
provide for them in every way imaginable. I could pretend that Da'ai and Xiao'ai didn't exist for the time being, which allowed me to concentrate on
arranging things for Ms. Nana and Brother Wen Nuan.
There were only three of us left for lunch. Ms. Nana was in a bad mood in the morning and was eager to vent in the afternoon, while Brother Wen Nuan finally had
a chance to wail at Ms. Nana's feet and was also eager to be vented on, so lunch was very peaceful, very quick, and very boring
.
After lunch, Er Ya came in to clear the table. Brother Wen Nuan glanced at me and left the room first. Er Ya
also secretly rolled her eyes at Ms. Nana from time to time, and I think she hated Da Zhuzi even more because of him. Nana
, however, completely disregarded Er Ya. She took a pillow from the cabinet, placed it on the kang (heated brick bed), and casually
lay on her side, one hand supporting her fair chin, the other casually caressing her alluring, firm thighs.
"Uncle Village Chief, have you finished arranging what you promised me?" Ms. Nana asked me in front of Er Ya.
"It's all arranged. Should we send it in now?" I replied, seeking her opinion.
"Hmm, the sooner the better. I'm so bored right now!" Ms. Nana laughed, her face displaying a
cynical air that troubled me.
"Then I'll go call someone over."
...
I made a three-point agreement with Brother Wen Nuan: 1. Masks must be worn; 2. Try to remain silent as much as possible; 3. If
you absolutely must make a sound, you must disguise it, and Ms. Nana must not recognize it—you can imitate a pig or a donkey, whichever you prefer.
Since Niuwazi and I stopped our petty theft twenty years ago,
there have been virtually no bad people left in the simple and honest people of Tuxing Village. Therefore, finding a suitable hood for Wen Nuan Ge became quite a challenge
.
Finally, we decided to have one made for him immediately. My aunt, a quick and efficient woman,
tested it on Wen Nuan Ge's head a few times, and returned to the house a few minutes later, carrying a hood.
Wen Nuan Ge looked at the hood with some hesitation and asked what it was made of. I also noticed that the hood did
look rather odd; the fabric looked like the same cheap underpants we rural people often wear, and it
was even old. I knew my aunt was frugal, but this was for a guest; it should at least be made from a new underpants
! I gave my aunt a disapproving look, but she didn't seem to care.
"It's just for today, what a waste to use something else! Look, it's all clean
, isn't it fine?"
Warm Brother hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyes, his face contorted with bitterness, and said firmly, "Put it on!"
The old woman put the hood on Warm Brother, then sewed it tight at the opening below his neck. This was a precaution
, to prevent Ms. Nana from trying to remove the hood if she felt like it.
...
Warm Brother went into the secret room alone.
I went to the back room to inform Ms. Nana.
"Uncle Village Chief, I feel it's not good for me to occupy your room while you go to someone else's. I
'll move back to the secret room tonight."
Ms. Nana suddenly became understanding, leaving me a little confused, but I didn't dare to be polite,
because I was afraid she was just being polite.
"Alright then, actually it's more comfortable staying in the secret room. Those are specially designed and equipped for you city folks
. This kang (heated brick bed) is so hard! You're only staying here for the novelty; if you stay another night, it'll be so uncomfortable you won't be able to get out of bed in the morning
."
Nana said with a sly smile as she packed her things. "I like it hard!" She stared at me, continuing
her sly smile. After she finished smiling, she added, "But I don't want to be kicked out by you, Uncle Village Chief, so it's
better to go back on my own."
"Look at what you're saying, why would I kick you out? You can stay as long as you want." I started acting silly again, immediately
regretting it. What if the lady changed her mind? I'd have to sleep at someone else's house again.
"If you say you'll go back, then go back." Nana's confident tone reassured me a lot. "But…
I need the embroidered quilt you used for your wedding; you have to let me take it with me."
She gave me another problem. This made me instantly annoyed. If Ms. Nana were to use the quilt alone, at least
it would retain some of her scent. After she left, I could use it for a few days to fantasize, which would at least recoup
some of the loss. But if she took it into the secret room, then my quilt… Just thinking about
how Wen Nuan was practically drooling over Ms. Nana made me feel dejected.
My quilt, it's really going to be lost now. "Fine, no more talk!" I thought angrily. Without even taking off my shoes, I jumped onto the kang (heated brick bed) and 　　hoisted
the quilt from the cabinet onto my shoulder . 　　… 　　I didn't go into the secret room. At the door, I told Ms. Nana to take her things in before coming out to get the quilt. 　　I instructed her according to the plan: "Although this man is very willing to accompany you, he is very shy, doesn't like to talk, and 　　doesn't want you to see his face, so please cooperate and respect this man's most basic request." 　　After Ms. Nana agreed, I left immediately and went straight into the monitoring room. 　　I turned on the surveillance footage. In the video, Wen Nuan was wearing 　　a makeshift hood pieced together from my uncle and aunt's old underpants . Through the two small holes at the top, his eyes were intently watching Ms. Nana's 　　every move, while through the larger hole at the bottom, his mouth was making incoherent noises, it was unclear whether he was trying to say something or was 　　so excited he wanted to devour Ms. Nana whole. 　　"Go squat over there for a while, and don't look at me," 　　Ms. Nana, now a different person, commanded Wen Nuan expressionlessly. 　　After Wen Nuan squatted in the designated spot with his back to Ms. Nana, she began to change her clothes. I wanted to 　　turn my face away, because my purpose in monitoring was to prevent any accidents, not to watch their lewd act, but 　　… I just couldn't turn my face away! 　　Beautiful, sexy, hot. My eyes widened, my pupils focused. I noticed Ms. Nana's pubic hair.

It was different from before; it was neatly trimmed, the short hair arranged in an inverted triangle on
the high mound of his pubic hair. After putting on a new thong, no pubic hair was visible anymore.
Country folk only know how to tailor clothes to fit, but city people tailor hair to fit clothes! Clever! It really looks
much more aesthetically pleasing.
Ms. Nana, having finished her "dressing," picked up a black leather leash like my belt and a
finely crafted, shiny silver chain and walked over to Brother Wen Nuan. She untied the leash, looped it around Brother Wen Nuan's neck,
tested the tightness, found a suitable buckle, fastened the leash, and then fastened the chain to the leash
. During this process, Brother Wen Nuan stretched out his neck to cooperate. I couldn't see his expression, but I immediately thought of
the unwilling, pitiful look a dog gives when leashed at night.
I know a little about SM. Isn't SM just about abusing people? I have similar thoughts, so
I can somewhat understand Ms. Nana's psychological pleasure. But M likes being humiliated! I really want to see
the look in Warm Brother's eyes the moment he's chained up!
"Do you know Big Pillar?" The woman gently stroked Warm Brother's head inside the hood.
Warm Brother nodded vigorously twice, then quickly pressed his head back into the woman's palm, gently rubbing
it.
"You're even more obedient than him!" Ms. Nana chuckled softly, then said, "Do you like me?"
Warm Brother nodded again, then pressed his head back into her palm again.
"What do you like about me?" the woman asked again.
This was a question that couldn't be answered with a nod or a shake of the head. I suddenly felt nervous for Warm Brother, then suddenly
felt relieved. I'd heard that in SM, the S deliberately finds fault and asks difficult questions, and the M deliberately pretends to be stupid and can't
answer, and then…
Warm Brother was just waiting to be slapped by his beloved woman! I figured Wen Nuan Ge wouldn't be able to answer
that question, and would just comfortably take a few lashes. But while I was pondering this, Wen Nuan Ge
, after a few quick, subtle movements with his hands and knees, turned his head towards Ms. Nana and shook it in a big circle.
Damn, I didn't expect Wen Nuan Ge to be so clever! Even I understood that it meant he liked everything about Ms. Nana
. No wonder Ms. Nana was momentarily stunned.
Ms. Nana immediately laughed again, patting his head in his underpants and praising, "So you're not only obedient, but also
very clever! You're so good at making me happy, I've decided to reward you first."
Ms. Nana led Wen Nuan Ge to the bedside and sat him down, raising the chain in her hand and shaking it. Wen Nuan Ge, understanding the
situation, turned his head, sticking his buttocks high for the lady. Before Ms. Nana entered the secret room, Wen Nuan Ge had already stripped down
to only his underwear. The fierce sea breeze didn't seem to have affected him much; his well-maintained white flesh was very
conspicuous in the secret room, practically snow-white, enough to make any woman sigh.
Ms. Nana's high heels slowly glided over the white flesh, stopping at the edge of the underwear. Then, with
a slight hook, she pulled the edge of the underwear up to the cleft of his buttocks, and pressed down again, instantly exposing Brother Wen Nuan's snow-white buttocks
. No matter how white, I had no interest in looking. I immediately focused my gaze on the woman's high, firm breasts, encased in small pieces of leather
, only observing their actions out of the corner of my eye.
"What a tender chrysanthemum, no one has touched it yet, has anyone?"
With my innate intelligence, I quickly understood that Ms. Nana was referring to Brother Wen Nuan's anus. I saw
Brother Wen Nuan immediately nod, but I felt that even if his anus had been touched, he wouldn't admit it in front of the woman.
This was much easier than pretending to be a virgin after losing her hymen; I wouldn't admit it either.
"It's a pity... there are a few hairs on it..." Ms. Nana's face showed regret. "I'll still
trim them off for you!"
She patted Warm Bro's buttocks and said, "Do I have to tell you what to do
?"
Warm Bro hurriedly spread his buttocks apart with his hands.
Luckily, I was watching from the side, otherwise I think I would have thrown up.
What's wrong with people?

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