Daiyu Spring Dream

Adult, single, living a nomadic life, loneliness is my only companion outside of work.
In moments of passion, I sometimes write random sexual fantasies to console myself.
In an unexpected yet predictable incident, I was "harassed" by my boss, whom I secretly admired. I panicked!
I sought help from the guys and girls on Wuji (a Chinese online forum), and thank you for all the advice you gave me. The matter was resolved, at least that's what I thought at the time.
Soon after, I was sent on a business trip, and later my boss came to my destination. Then, the unexpected yet predictable story unfolded.
In a software company in the city, I was engrossed in developing a module for a hotel management program.
Looking up, I saw the manager steadily walking into his office, and I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my heart.
"Why is it always like this?" I silently criticized myself. No wonder, the general manager was a mature, gentle, and resolute man, a successful businessman with a broken marriage, a man like Pu Cunxin, a heartthrob for young women.
From the moment I first saw him during my job interview, I was deeply moved! With my sensitive female instincts, I sensed that several of my female colleagues harbored some kind of expectation and affection for the newly single general manager! When we occasionally discussed our criteria for choosing a partner, we often unanimously cited the general manager, whom we could see and feel, as a role model. We even joked about who should seduce him, or that if one didn't make a move, another would have to step in first.
Although we all laughed it off in the end, I knew that everyone had a little secret in their hearts.
"Ugh, this process is so annoying! Something's not right. Oh well, let's take a break." Afternoons tend to make one drowsy, and I habitually went online to open a porn site and browse pornographic pictures.
"Wow! This actress is amazing! Her breasts are so big? Even my prized large breasts are no match for her!"
The mention of large breasts made me blush! Perhaps because I often did farm work when I was young and didn't restrict the development of my breasts, I now find my large breasts a heavy burden. They're really heavy and bulky, making it inconvenient for my movements, especially in the sweltering summer heat, the sweat on my cleavage and the base of my breasts makes me really uncomfortable!
"Sigh! It's so hard being a woman these days! We know that large breasts cause us real difficulties, but men all like large breasts, so we beautiful girls are actually proud of our big breasts! Sigh! Actually, we were all born for men."
The actress on the computer screen was tightly bound, with thick plastic dildos inserted into her front and back orifices, and iron clamps on her nipples. Her painful expression indicated that SM games were probably not easy to play. I felt my face flush and my heart race, and I felt a wet heat down there.
"My figure isn't any worse than yours," I secretly compared myself to the actress. Actually, I've always been very confident in my looks and figure! It's just that I came from a poor rural area, graduated from a second-rate university, and now I'm struggling in a big city, so I always have a sense of inferiority as a second-class citizen!
Looking at the fashionable outfits of girls on the street, indistinguishable from innocent young women or prostitutes, I often felt a strange sense of loss.
Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands gently pressing on my shoulders. I turned around and saw the manager! In that instant, I stared blankly at the naked SM actress on the screen, my whole body trembling, completely at a loss. The annoying mouse cursor was pointing right at the actress's private parts! A second, a tenth of a second, no, maybe a hundredth of a second—this brief moment seemed to freeze. My breath seemed to stop, and I felt my heart pounding wildly in my chest, almost leaping out of my mouth!
"What should I do? What should I do? I should shut down the computer, yes, shut down the computer."
I had even forgotten the purpose of the reset button and frantically moved the mouse, closing the current window, closing the IE window. "Why is it so slow!" I was anxious and flustered!
Finally, the wallpaper of Nicholas Tse reappeared on the screen, but that embarrassing moment must be permanently etched in the manager's mind.
"It's over! It's over! It's completely over!" Always insecure, I felt even more humiliated now!
"What will the manager think of me now? A slut? A cheap woman?"
The manager walked away silently, saying nothing. I didn't know whether to feel relieved or sad!
My mind went blank; I didn't know what to do. I just sat there blankly in my little cubicle, watching Nicholas Tse's cold smile. He was mocking me!
"Oh my god!...I..."
"Ring, ring..."
My phone rang. I picked up the receiver, and a familiar voice came through: "Xiao Dai, my computer is infected with a virus. Can you come and clean it for me?" The manager's deep, resonant baritone voice was as steady as ever.
I couldn't think straight. Silently, I picked up the antivirus disk and silently walked into the manager's office.
Usually, I would blush unconsciously every time I entered the manager's office, but this time, I felt my face burning!
I felt like a stripped-down chicken, utterly humiliated! But the manager didn't seem to show any particular expression.
The computer was indeed infected with a virus. I leaned against the table, waiting for the antivirus program to finish, my jeans-clad backside directly in front of the manager.
Unfortunately, I was too stupid to think at that moment, completely oblivious to the immense temptation of my plump, youthful buttocks swaying before him!
The manager stood up but didn't move, standing behind me watching the programs flashing on the screen as the antivirus scan progressed.
I remained stupidly leaning against the table, completely unaware of what was about to happen.
The unexpected, yet predictable, finally occurred! The jokes my colleagues had been whispering about had come true in the opposite way!
The thing I had long fantasized about had finally happened in a way I had never imagined!
It was a brief moment, a second, a tenth of a second, no, a hundredth of a second—the moment seemed to freeze. I felt the manager pressing down on my buttocks, gently rubbing them with his lower abdomen. My buttocks, however, were like an extremely sensitive sensor, even sensing his hardness. I panicked!
Not knowing how to react, I just stiffly slumped there, enduring the manager's pressure. Finally, the "poison" was gone! The timing was perfect; I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. With a slight effort, I broke free, my face flushed, glancing timidly back at the manager before hurriedly fleeing the office.
I returned to my cubicle, sat down blankly, my thoughts in utter turmoil! I didn't even know where to begin.
"This is sexual harassment?! How could he, whom I've always admired, do this? Did he really think I was that kind of slut just because he saw me browsing pornographic pictures? What will he do next? What should I do?"
Without realizing it, I went online, and without realizing it, I entered the Wuji Forum, posting a thread asking for advice.
To my surprise, many of the "perverts" on the Wuji Forum were surprisingly kind and compassionate, abandoning their usual lecherous behavior and sincerely analyzing the situation and offering suggestions. Honestly, most of the guys' opinions don't apply to me, but their sincerity gave me courage and finally calmed me down. I started to think...
Late at night, tossing and turning, my mind racing, I asked myself: What are my feelings for the manager? Am I really fantasizing about becoming the boss's wife? Does my body, perpetually sexually frustrated, really need a man's comfort?
Do I have the courage to quit this enviable, well-paid job? Why can't I bring myself to hate the manager for his harassment? ...
Dawn had broken, and still groggy, I got up and washed my face with cold water. The cool water seemed to give me a vague conclusion: "Whatever! Let fate decide, let nature take its course."
I resumed work with a relatively calm mind. The manager didn't cause any further trouble and remained as charming as ever.
But I felt as if I had stolen something from him, and I would nervously look away whenever our eyes met.
Time passed quickly, and everything seemed to return to normal, except that whenever I crawled into bed alone, my desire for sex became even more unbearable!
"Ah! Women! Women! It's only because you're too shy that you always hide your thirst for sex. In fact, just like men, women also yearn to be brides every night!"
That day, the manager sent me and a female colleague on a business trip to another city to install and debug management system software for a hotel. The accommodation was very convenient; registration was skipped, and we went straight to a standard room in the hotel, which was very nice.
After several busy days, the software system debugging was completed. The manager called and instructed another colleague to return to the company, while I stayed a few more days to see if the client had any questions about the trial.
"Wow! Finally, I can breathe a sigh of relief." I logged into Wuji in the hotel's internet cafe. Although I couldn't write here, reading other people's masterpieces was still a pleasure !
"Oh my god?! What happened to Wuji? It crashed?!"
Feeling depressed, I went back to my room and lay on the soft Simmons mattress, thinking blankly, "It's so lonely being alone!
If only the manager were here! We could have coffee, chat, or maybe go clubbing."
"Ding-dong..." The doorbell rang.
"Hmm? It's 10 pm. Who is it?" I became a little wary.
"Water delivery." A strange female voice said.
I thought my thermos was empty, so I opened the door without thinking.
"Ah!..." I opened my mouth in surprise, my expression must have been incredibly dumbfounded!
"Manager?"
It turned out that the usually honest manager had actually imitated a woman's voice to trick me into opening the door. After showering, I wasn't wearing a bra, just a thin cotton nightgown and a very narrow, pink, lace-trimmed panty. The hem of the nightgown barely covered half my buttocks.
The manager politely closed his eyes, and I hurriedly and frantically put on the hotel's long nightgown.
"Manager, you...you sit down." I didn't know what to say.
"Xiao Dai, don't mind me. I'm here to collect the bill. Let's just stay in this room for now, otherwise we'll have to pay for a room, which costs 688 yuan a day! Hehe, if you're worried, just tie me up to sleep." The manager spoke very frankly.
I had no reason to object, so I could only say, "No, no, what could I possibly be worried about?"
"Alright, I'll go take a shower. You can rest." After saying that, the manager went to the bathroom to shower.
Sitting on the bed, I was able to calm down: "My colleague just left during the day, and the manager arrives at night. Humph! It's obvious..."
I vaguely understood why the manager wanted me to stay a few more days. "Is...that going to happen...?"
Strange, wicked thoughts popped into my mind. Perhaps it was the alluring night that made me want to be lazy?
"Xiao Dai, I forgot to bring my casual clothes in. Could you pass them to me? They're in the bag."
"Did he really forget? Or did he intentionally forget?" I wondered to myself, but my hand unconsciously reached for the white casual clothes and walked to the bathroom door. I gently pushed it open a crack and handed the clothes in.
Damn mirror! I saw the manager's naked body in the mirror. "How embarrassing!" I cursed myself inwardly and turned to leave.
"Thump, ouch." I heard a sound of someone falling inside. Without thinking, I instinctively rushed in to help the manager.
"Oops, I slipped and fell," the manager said, looking into my eyes as if apologizing.
I lowered my head shyly, but then I saw the manager's semi-erect penis. "Oh my god!" I was extremely ashamed! But I didn't dare let go, because I was holding onto the manager's upper arm while he was putting on his underwear.
"I was so angry! He actually treated me like his wife? There wasn't a hint of embarrassment; he just naturally got dressed, took my hand, and led me out of the bathroom." I must have been completely stunned.
We chatted and watched TV; Pu Cunxin in "The Glorious Journey" made me confuse him with the manager again.
It was probably late at night when the manager said, "Go to sleep." We lay down.
I couldn't sleep, couldn't think, and vaguely saw the sky turning white outside the window. Looking at the manager over there, he was snoring softly, still fast asleep.
"Damn it, how can you sleep like that?!" I stared at him blankly, thinking of nothing. Then, almost inexplicably, I got out of bed, knelt at his bedside, and carefully admired his resolute face.
Later, I actually drifted off to sleep with my head on the headboard.
In my dream, I vaguely felt a handsome man gently stroking my flowing hair. I smiled sweetly and slowly opened my sleepy eyes. "Ah!?" I found myself leaning against the headboard of the manager's bed. The manager was gently stroking my hair, his eyes filled with affection as he looked at me.
I was completely limp, unable to move an inch. I stared at him, letting him stroke me.
"The floor is cold, come on up," he said softly, but his magnetic pull was incredibly strong! I couldn't help but climb onto his bed.
"Oh my god! Everything changed from this moment on!"
I didn't struggle; I was completely powerless, letting him gently undress me. I even silently cooperated with him. He undressed as well. He lovingly stroked my entire body. My thirsty skin felt like it had been parched for a long time, my body and mind trembling. At first, I pretended to struggle, but then I completely gave up resisting, and later we became passionately entwined.
A chorus of moans and gasps filled the air, the sounds of flesh colliding like a surging melody. We were completely lost in the intense climax of our lovemaking.
In the very first moment, a strange glint flashed in the manager's eyes as he looked at me. My heart skipped a beat; I realized his penis had discovered my secret of not being a virgin! Strangely, I felt a pang of guilt and shame in that instant!
"Am I supposed to remain chaste for him? What a joke!" In a mere instant, we were both lost in the throes of passion again.
The manager's sexual prowess astonished me! He brought me to the peak five times in a series of orgasms; my heart could barely withstand the unprecedented intensity!
I had to beg for mercy! He finally ejaculated his scalding semen deep into my vagina. The sensation of that fiery lava surging against my cervix drove me mad! I felt my vagina spasming violently, gripping his hot, fleshy penis tightly, twitching as if it were spraying something.
"Ah!...Ah!...Ah!..." I could no longer hold back and cried out wantonly, gripping the manager's back tightly with both hands. "Ah!..." After a final long scream, I collapsed, half-conscious, and he slumped limply over me.
"I...I'm in trouble...you...please...take a look..." I spoke weakly with my eyes closed. I felt like I had lost control of my bladder, but I couldn't get up to clean myself, so I could only shyly let him take care of it. He then quickly turned over and buried his face between my legs, sucking hard, his hot tongue skillfully licking my vulva.
"Ouch...you...don't..." I felt so ashamed! Yet, as if bewitched, I had no intention of avoiding it, nor the strength to. His limp penis was right above my mouth. I looked at him, slowly opened my mouth, and slowly took it in. He seemed to want to repay my devotion, licking my vulva even more gently and attentively.
"I'm such a pervert, putting this filthy thing in my mouth? It's all because of all that writing erotic novels!"
His penis hardened again. He looked at me, and I shamelessly nodded slightly. So, he entered me again, this time using a gentler approach, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. I felt like I was going to lose control of my bladder, urine dripping uncontrollably, and my buttocks were already soaked.
Finally, he ejaculated again, and I trembled with excitement, unable to stop for a long time! I trembled for about five minutes! It drained all my energy! In the end, only my eyeballs could move. I looked at him with deep affection, and he looked at me too. I was extremely ashamed! Naked, limbs spread wide, I lay on the bed, my buttocks a mess of my own semen and urine!
"I..." I closed my eyes shyly, savoring the afterglow of those waves of climax! My soul was completely conquered by that extreme pleasure. I knew I would never be able to resist any of the manager's requests again!
He tenderly carried me into the bathtub, soaking me in the warm water, enjoying his gentle scrubbing!
He carried me out again, placed me on my bed, and held me, gently caressing me. I nestled against his broad chest, probably asleep. When I opened my eyes again, it was already evening.
"Oh my god! We made love all day!?" I was awake, but still naked, and so was he.
"What does BDSM mean? I see it all the time, but I can't find it online." He suddenly asked.
"You jerk! I don't know." I mumbled, looking down and fiddling with my fingers.
"Want to try?" It was like the devil in space asking me, and I, as if manipulated by the devil, nodded slightly, though it wasn't my intention at all.
"Hopefully he can't find any SM equipment," I prayed inwardly, yet also with a hint of anticipation.
"Wow!?" He found a fiber rope, the kind we use to bind documents, and two small plastic bottles, about the length of a lipstick but thicker, like disposable shower gel bottles from a hotel.
"Come on, stand here." I actually stood in front of him like a puppet.
He picked up a small bottle, held it against my vulva, and slowly inserted it. I watched him ravage me, but I didn't resist? It's unbelievable! He picked up the other small bottle, held it against my anus, and slowly, inserted it as well. I only slightly wiggled my buttocks, but he patted my buttocks gently, like soothing a little mare, and I stopped resisting. Then he used the fiber rope to tightly tie my waist, and then cut a strand from the middle and forcefully tightened it between my vulva and buttocks.
"It's too tight! It's uncomfortable!" I resisted a little.
"It's okay, you'll get used to it in a bit." He actually patted my butt, telling me to be quiet.
Finally, he got me ready: a pair of nylon-style pants, two dildos inserted into my two holes, a standard and typical form of sadomasochism. Although I felt my anus was swollen as if I needed to defecate, I didn't seem to dislike the feeling.
"Sigh! It seems that pornographic novels can be harmful! I've actually developed a deformed perversion without even realizing it?!" "
Come on, put on your pants, let's go eat." He handed me jeans.
"Wear these first." I tried to get my underwear.
"Don't wear these." He firmly took away my underwear.
I looked at him, obediently put on the jeans, and felt my face burning. After fastening my bra, he came up and pulled my two huge breasts out of the bra. The bra constricted my breasts, making them stand up high. Then he put my black sweater on me, my breasts pushing the sweater up high, my two nipples sticking out as two small points.
"You're so naughty!" I looked at him with shame, then at myself in the mirror.
In the mirror, he had his arm around my waist, smiling at me.
"Let's go."
I reluctantly let him pull me into the room. As we walked, my swaying breasts were clearly visible through my t-shirt, and I felt a little timid. "How embarrassing would it be if others saw?!" "
Come on, don't be afraid!" He said without further ado, pulling me out of the hotel.
We ate dinner on the street, and then he took me to a large shopping mall, buying me some things, including a thin cotton skirt. We also bought two wooden beads, about the size of small pears, with bright red tassels, about ten centimeters long, from a street vendor. At the time, I didn't realize that these wooden beads would become my constant companions.
"I need to use the restroom," I said to him.
"Go ahead, I'll wait for you." He seemed completely oblivious.
"How am I supposed to get there? There, there..." I was too embarrassed to speak.
"Go ahead, try." He pushed me, and I had no choice but to go.
"Oh dear, this damn thing, it's making it impossible for me to pee. I guess it's because I feel like something's blocking it."
I had to hold it in. "It's all your fault for this weird thing, I can't pee." I said to him coquettishly.
"But you did pee, didn't you?" he asked knowingly.
"You're so mean!" I blushed instantly. "I said... I said..." I shut my mouth, unable to say the word "pee.
" "Hehe, let's go back to the hotel." He teased, pulling me back to the hotel.
Back in the room, I practically rushed into the bathroom, desperately pulling at my underwear. "Damn it! That string is so strong, no matter what I do, I just can't break it. I had no choice, I was really desperate to pee, so I had to call him for help. When I looked up, he was leaning against the door, holding a small knife, watching me!
"You... you..." I was instantly filled with shame. A young woman, sitting on the toilet, her most private parts exposed, about to pee, only to find a man watching—it was utterly humiliating and embarrassing.
"Give it to me now!" I yelled angrily.
"Shall I help you?" he asked unhurriedly.
"No, no!" I felt too ashamed.
"Then I won't give it to you," he teased me.
I couldn't hold it in any longer, but I couldn't urinate properly; only a little bit leaked out. I almost cried out, "Then... hurry up!"
So he half-squatted, half-knelt in front of me and carefully cut that damned fiber rope with a blade.
"Splash!" Once the rope was released, I couldn't stop the flow of urine. Even more shameful, the small bottle in my vagina fell into the toilet bowl with a "thud," followed by the small bottle in my anus. As my anus opened, a runny substance gushed out. Perhaps because I had held it in for too long, or because of the long-term use of the dildo, I couldn't control my anus and stool, letting the urine and stool flow out with a series of annoying noises. I was extremely ashamed! I stared wide-eyed at the manager, completely at a loss! Suddenly, I buried my head in his shoulder, no longer daring to look at him.
"I...I...he...he actually...saw me...urinating and defecating...I...how...how...can I...face him now?"
Finally, I finished! I did feel incredibly relieved! He silently left, and after I slowly wiped myself clean, I didn't dare to leave the bathroom.
"Come out, do you want to stay here forever?" he called to me tenderly.
I came out shyly and awkwardly. I didn't dare to look at him, and I would never be able to hold my head up in front of him again.
He pulled me into his arms and kissed me gently! Then he slowly took off my clothes.
He began to slowly caress my forbidden garden, and I was aroused to the point of numbness and loss of control. Soon, I was wet. This time, however, he didn't intend to have sex with me. Instead, he took out a pair of leather thongs and put them on me. Two large wooden beads he had just bought were placed on the leather straps, and two tassels were threaded through two small slits in the straps. He forced the wooden beads into my front and back openings. Then he lifted the chastity belt and pulled it up forcefully, fastening it to the center of the thin belt around my lower abdomen. Finally, he took out a small lock he had just bought and "clicked" it tightly fastened the chastity belt and the waist belt together. Although the chastity belt was very narrow in the front, it completely covered my genitals, with many pubic hairs showing at the edges. The section that passed through my buttocks was trimmed very narrowly and tightly squeezed into my buttocks. It was then pulled up from behind and fixed in place in the center of the waist belt. This was practically a chastity belt. I wondered in astonishment where he had gotten this thing.
"Oh right, he seems to have bought a small leather bag, but I haven't seen him bring it back. Turns out he's going to use the bag strap as a belt. This choking belt must be a modified version of that wide leather belt he bought. No wonder he said he was going to get shoes repaired when I was browsing the Taipei Shoe City; he was going to get this." I had to admire the manager's ingenious idea! "
Here's the key. Here you go, but you can only open it twice a day. Otherwise, I'll change the lock and won't give you the key anymore! Can you do that?"
I must have been hypnotized! In a daze, I obediently nodded, watching him hang the small key on my belt.
"Then… how will I go back to my dorm to sleep? How will I shower?" I asked, tilting my head.
"Don't worry about that. I'll give you a perfect solution when I get back! Don't forget, our company provides complete solutions for our clients!" The manager laughed, while kneading my large breasts.
I was already aroused again, but he put me in bed and held me as we slept. I secretly touched the chastity belt, "Ugh! I can't masturbate anymore!" Actually, I used to masturbate frequently in the dorm to satisfy my needs.
The next day, the manager still made me wear the chastity belt to serve clients and attend banquets with him. He even told me he planned to make me wear it indefinitely unless I left him. He wouldn't force me to wear it, but sadly, I'd been corrupted by erotic novels and found a strange pleasure in being tormented by the manager! I actually willingly obeyed his decision.
Even now, on the weekend, while the manager is probably off enjoying himself somewhere, I'm alone at the company writing this erotic memoir, and my genitals are wearing that shameful chastity belt! The two wooden beads are constantly stimulating me. My crotch feels damp and shadowy.
I can't help but reach down and touch it, pressing hard, but I can't relieve the itching, the lust! At times like this, I crave the manager's...
The next night, the manager wanted to take me to a disco, and I was so excited! But the manager brought out the thin cotton skirt and long stockings he had just bought for me.
I wasn't allowed to wear underwear, only the chastity belt and two hanging red tassels. I wasn't allowed to wear a bra, but instead, safety pins were clipped to my nipples. The super-short cotton skirt barely covered my bare buttocks, and the tight-fitting thin cotton top revealed nothing underneath, showing a deep cleavage and soft, white breasts.
I was practically dragged out of the room by the manager; this outfit felt incredibly shameful! It felt exactly like being naked and being spied on in public!
My heart raced, and I clutched the skirt tightly, being pulled awkwardly out of the hotel. Walking down the dark street, my fear eased slightly, but the cold autumn wind seeped into the skirt, directly brushing against my bare buttocks and genitals, making me feel a burning desire!
Only when we entered a dimly lit disco did I finally breathe a sigh of relief! Looking at the glamorous and sexy women around me, I suddenly felt that my beauty was in no way inferior to theirs.
I drank a lot with the manager, probably the most I've ever drunk in my life, but I was very happy. We snuggled close together, like lovers, and it felt so good! Sometimes we'd go down to the dance floor and dance wildly, seemingly forgetting I wasn't wearing underwear.
When the lights went out and a gentle song played, the manager held me and we spun slowly on the dance floor. My head was pressed against his chest, my arms wrapped tightly around his neck, while his hands slipped under my short skirt, caressing and kneading my full buttocks. I was lost in this man who had captivated me long ago, and even when I felt him lifting my skirt above my waist, I didn't stop him. In the crowded dance floor, this perverse act of exposing my buttocks actually excited me! It was a different kind of pleasure, related to lust, but completely different from the pleasure of intercourse!
"Ah!" I bit my lip and let out a soft moan.
"What's wrong?" the manager asked with concern.
"I... just now... someone touched my... buttocks," I said shamefully.
"Hehe, isn't it good?" he retorted.
My perverse thoughts were exposed, making me even more embarrassed!
"No...no...I'm a little scared!"
"Oh?... " The manager seemed thoughtful. "Alright, let's go back." To avoid any accidents, he took me back to the hotel.
"I want it." Once in the room, I could no longer hold back, clinging to him tightly and begging him.
He was also burning with desire, quickly removing my chastity belt and taking me back into a frenzied storm of sex.
The next morning, I returned to the company with the manager. I nervously glanced around, and only felt slightly relieved when I saw that my colleagues' gazes hadn't changed.
In the afternoon, the manager led me to a cozy single room. "You'll live here from now on. Don't worry about any expenses."
Looking at the fully equipped room, a warm feeling of love welled up inside me.
That night, I lay alone on the soft Simmons mattress, thinking about the bizarre events of the past few days, sometimes smiling foolishly, sometimes with a hint of melancholy! My hand unconsciously reached for my private parts, but was stopped by the chastity belt. The key was hanging nearby, but I resolutely kept my promise, only opening it once a day, morning and evening, for urination, never opening it at other times.
"Am I keeping my promise for him? Maybe it's to satisfy that perverse desire deep in my heart."
Somewhat dejected, I touched the belt outside my genitals. "If only he could come now! Only he can give me that supreme, passionate climax!"
"Sigh! How did I fall to such a despicable state?"
"Sigh! I'll leave it to fate, let nature take its course! I'm just an ordinary little woman, why make things difficult for myself?"
My heart was restless with desire, and I drifted off to sleep.

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