A thief's romantic encounter

I'm a thief, making a living by stealing women's underwear, panties, stockings, bras, and the like
. Although the government hasn't issued any professional certification for this line of work, I'm still
dedicated and hardworking, just like any model worker! I should say I'm a
relatively ethical thief; my highest education is a bachelor's degree, and after graduation, I was assigned to teach Chinese at a
prestigious However, I didn't go—I told the school I wasn't feeling well and
couldn't teach or guide students for the time being. The school said they could leave the position vacant and welcome me anytime.
Perhaps the old man (referring to a corrupt official) helped me out; which educational institution these days is truly eager to hire?
I ignored them and continued being a thief. I love this job. Why doesn't this school
teach thievery? They're all full of ulterior motives, yet they want their students to be innocent. They're so damn
cunning ! My father-in-law was constantly berating me, scolding me for being idle and aimless. Several times he'd lectured me earnestly, flipping through
Mao Zedong's quotations. He used all the remaining influence of his retired education bureau chief
on me. Finally, pushed to my limit, I humbly said, "Dad, I'm currently tutoring
a few American students in Chinese, and the income is quite high. I'm also planning to co-found a private
school." My father-in-law immediately perked up, his eyes practically slits. He excitedly asked
a whole string of , saying he wanted to teach those foreign students well, emphasizing how difficult their journey to education was, but also hoping there wouldn't
be any teacher-student romances. He
said , but the government didn't approve of it then; now his son
had fulfilled his dream. That very evening, my father-in-law treated his old friends
to a meal at Shaguoju in Xisi, embellishing my plans and exaggerating them. I regretted saying that; I
felt deep sympathy for this fervent educator.

I must say I possessed a high level of expertise in my field, and I adhered to professional
ethics —the rules of our trade. Therefore, I never made a mistake. I rarely associated with
people in the underworld; this was taught to me by my master, a rare master whose words became
my life's creed. He also forbade me from touching women, because they were sources of trouble! Do you know how I lost
this hand? My master often warned me, "Women! Women! The most terrifying
things! You can only find women if you want to leave this trade!" My master's severed arm left
a deep impression on me. Look at my hand, so nimble it could play the piano—was this the hand used for writing with chalk?
Damn it , it's a waste! I didn't want to lose such a lovely arm. I kept
my distance from women, regarding their charming smiles and alluring eyes as mere will-o'-the-wisps in the wild. But I still
couldn't escape my fate; I fell for a woman! That was my first
blunder not long after I started out, back in my second year of junior high...

The school was having a sports meet, and a few girls dragged me to watch the games with them.
What ? It was boring! I didn't like those girls. First, they weren't pretty, and second
, they always made fun of me for being a pale-skinned girl. What did it matter to them whether I was pale or not? But I was so tongue-tied back
then , all I could do was blush. The way I looked so embarrassed makes me want to slap myself now
! I swear if I ever saw those girls again, I'd beat them all up
! I slipped away, but as I left school, I ran into the head of academic affairs. He called out to me, "Xiao Jia!
Why aren't you watching the games?" He was a very strict teacher, and I got scared, tears
welling "What's wrong? What happened?" the head of academic affairs asked with concern. "I, I,
my mom isn't feeling well!" I said timidly. "Oh! Then you should hurry back and see her!" the dean
of academic affairs said kindly. "And please give my regards to Director Tian... oh! And to your dad!" "Yes,
Director Wu ." I ran off as fast as I could. My dad's surname is Tian, and my name is Tian Jia. My classmates say it's a woman's
name, and I do look like a woman! Back then, all I could do was blush and say, "Nonsense!" In college,
there was a big, muscular guy from the physical education department who said there was a fast food called "Tian Family Rice," and asked
if grew up eating Tian Family Rice. I didn't say anything, but I punched him so hard he screamed, and then easily
broke his forearm. He looked miserable and said he was just joking with me, how could you say that? I said
go joke with your mom! My martial arts skills were also taught to me by my master, after I was in the second year of junior high school.
He said his apprentice shouldn't be bullied! That day, after leaving school, I went straight to
a high-end apartment building in Chaoyang District. The weather wasn't great, but I was in a good mood.
My target was the fourth floor, the dormitory of two flight attendants from China Southern Airlines. They had left the day before
, apparently flying to Guangzhou. Entering was smooth, like being at home. My mentor said
that 's the feeling you need—the quality of a professional. Even if the homeowner opens the door
, don't panic. Calmly say, "Sir! I'm sorry, you've come to the wrong place!" While they're still surprised
, you can escape; you've already planned your escape route. While my mentor was giving me his earnest advice, did he even consider
how much a teenager like me could possibly understand?

After searching through everything, I didn't find anything interesting. There was a very
delicate leather whip in the closet. I cracked it a few times; it was loud. Intrigued. I wasn't interested in the money;
I was just curious about entering someone else's home. It was like an adventure, very exciting! After looking at everything
, I carefully put everything back in its place, taking only a very few items, perhaps
not even worth much. This is my habit, but my master says it's the highest level of skill in our line of work.
In the closet, there was a pair of shiny women's knee-high leather boots, as if they had just been polished, and of course, very beautiful—what we
'd call "cool" these days!

This was a typical woman's room, permeated with feminine scents. I sniffed
the bras they had left behind—oh! Very fragrant—but I wasn't particularly interested. They had many pairs of underwear, mostly
black and white, differing only in style and workmanship, all clean and emitting a faint, sweet
fragrance . Here, oh, some jewelry too. Useless. What's the point of wearing this? Ah! Their
photos, tsk tsk! Such beautiful girls, flawless skin, eyebrows like the moon, eyes like stars, their smiles so alluring
. Their faces were pressed together, looking very intimate. If only I could kiss them…
My master says we in this line of work don't get close to women… whatever! I tucked the two photos into
my pocket .

I swaggered to open the door—oh no!—the door wouldn't open—this kind of door is imported.
The security door the repairman bought me was the same model, and I practiced using it countless times, going in and out
like opening my mouth. Isn't this the "Policeman-D type"? ---- Oh dear! My master, this is
the "Policeman-D1 type"! How could I be so careless! My heart started racing,
pounding wildly. I was no longer the temporary master

; I felt like a lab rat desperately trying to escape. This door is different from those in China. Without a key,
the way to go in and out is different. The D type and D1 type are the same for entering, but the way to go out is completely different
. I concentrated, holding my breath, and started fiddling with it, sweating profusely. Luckily, the door was thick, and no one outside could hear
what was happening inside.

Time ticked by, each minute feeling like a year! ...Give me some
hope! Grant me strength, I am Xirui! My mind raced... Oh... this is getting a bit
crazy... Faster... my god! The door opened! ---- The door was flung open from the outside!
With giggles, two beautiful women rushed in! In an instant, I was dumbfounded.
They weren't as flustered as I was, but they were very surprised! I stammered, "I...I'm sorry
! Miss...I went to the wrong door!" --- Oh my god! What am I saying?! --- I
should have said you went to the wrong door! I'm doomed. I lowered my head like a child who got a question wrong
. Damn it! I'm such a terrible actor! Their unexpected calmness only increased my
panic . These two flight attendants must have been trained in hijacking.

One of the beautiful women stared at me: "You're a thief!" "Yes! I'm a thief!
" Her cold beauty intimidated me so much that I blurted out the truth. Then I clumsily corrected myself
: "No! I'm not! I...went to the wrong door..." According to my mentor, I should have immediately
rushed out the door, but I don't know if it was because I wanted to see their stunningly beautiful faces, or because I
was inexperienced and terrified, but I stood there motionless. "I...I'm so pitiful!" I
said pitifully, "Please don't hit me!"

Look at me! I looked exactly like this back then, even stealing! If I told my master, he'd
be furious! Another sweet-looking girl chuckled, her laughter beautiful. "Jingjing
, he's just a child, don't scare him!" Jingjing didn't laugh: "He's not a child anymore!" "Really?
Not a child anymore..." The sweet-looking girl seemed to remember something, she closed the door: "Jingjing
, you said he's not a child anymore?" "Yes! Xinxin, what's wrong... um!" Jingjing also seemed
to remember something, "But, he's a little young, isn't he?" She frowned, looking at the girl called Xinxin
.

"You said it! He's not young!" Xinxin smiled at me. Jingjing started staring at me,
and I looked back at her. Her eyes were beautiful, but a little cold. I carefully observed her reaction,
barely daring to breathe. I knew my fate was in her hands; at least today, she decided
my destiny. She suddenly nodded, and I jumped in fright. The photo I was holding hadn't been properly placed and fell to the ground!
They both saw it. Xinxin and Jingjing smiled knowingly. My heart pounded with fear. A woman's smile
wasn't always a good sign. What would she do to me? I was anxious and scared. I immediately knelt
before them, pleading, "Good sisters, please forgive me! This is my first time. I'm still
young. Please let me go. I'll never do it again!"

"Forgive you? Sure!" Xinxin's smile was sweet. "Then lick her shoes clean first
!" She gestured with her alabaster chin toward Jingjing. "This...this..." I hesitated, even though
Jingjing's shoes weren't dirty at all, and they were quite beautiful, accentuating her delicate feet
. "You don't want to?" Xinxin said, somewhat displeased. "Please, please don't be angry! I, I'll lick them!" I
quickly lowered my head, pressing my lips to Jingjing's shoes. She was wearing wedge sandals and sexy
stockings. The moment I bent down, I smelled the faint fragrance of her feet. It was
a strange, alluring sensation. I glanced at Jingjing; her lips were slightly parted, revealing her fine, even
white teeth. She seemed quite pleased with what I was doing. Xinxin watched my actions with interest,
her eyes gleaming with pride. I licked Jingjing's shoes little by little with the tip of my tongue, sometimes touching
her thin stockings. For some reason, my earlier reluctance vanished, replaced by a
feeling of floating on clouds. Standing there, Jingjing resembled a goddess; I felt I was only fit to kneel at her
feet.

After licking Jingjing's two shoes, I asked Xinxin ingratiatingly, "Shall I lick your shoes too?" Xinxin
stuck out her tongue and said with a smile, "No need!" Jingjing lifted her leg to look at her shoes, seemingly
quite satisfied, and patted my head, "You licked them quite clean, I'll let you off the hook!" Xinxin stretched out her
leg, gesturing for me to crawl to another room. I obediently crawled over, knowing they seemed to
have other activities planned, but I somehow felt a liking for them.

"This student has good potential, and he's handsome too. He could become our foot slave!
Standing in the cabin every day must be exhausting. Having someone to lick and massage our feet will make the other sisters incredibly
envious !" I heard Xinxin's cheerful voice. "I never thought that the bad weather would
bring us good luck!" "Don't be too happy yet. Don't tell Xin'er and the others about this yet. We've been struggling
all night and still haven't reached Baiyun Airport. I'm tired. I'll take a shower first. Ask him about his situation, and
if he agrees, then train him a bit!" Jingjing's words were very calm. After a while, Xinxin
came in alone. She sat down in front of me, crossed her legs, and knelt down. She was dressed casually,
with a glimpse of her fair calves peeking out from between her jeans and Nike sneakers. Kneeling in front of a pretty girl, and
looking directly at her , my face flushed slightly. I wanted to lower my head—but she hooked my chin with the tip of her shoe, making me
tilt my head back—and I involuntarily cupped her feet in my hands. "What? Want to lick my
feet again?" Xinxin asked playfully, her voice soft and seductive.

My voice murmured in my throat, "Yes! I... I think it's nice!" "
Do you like your feet, sister?" Xinxin wiggled her sneakers. "I love it!" I said, blushing. "
I'll do anything you ask me to do, sister!" "Really?!" Xinxin became interested. "
Can I ride you like a horse, sister?" My penis suddenly got hard, and my body began to go limp. "I'm your
little pony, sister, you can ride me and hit me as you please." "Really! You little devil, you're so funny!" Xinxin giggled.
"Come on! Take off my shoes!" Just as I was about to use my hands to take off her shoes, she slapped me with her
slender hand : "Silly boy! Use your mouth, you know that when you lick a girl's feet, you have to
use your mouth to take off her shoes!"

"Oh!" I put my mouth to hers. Her Nike sneakers were new, exuding youthful
energy. When my lips touched the shoe, my heart was burning, because Xinxin was watching me teasingly.
She would like me to do this. How beautiful she is! I thought to myself. Having no experience, I don't know if
it was her beautiful ankles that amazed me or my overwhelming excitement that overwhelmed me, but my mouth was more clumsy
than ever before . After several attempts, I finally managed to bite and pry off her sneakers. I was a little
embarrassed: "I'm sorry! I, I, I'm so clumsy!"

"It's okay! You'll get used to it!" Xinxin gently encouraged me, pressing her slender foot to
my lips and gently massaging it. My heart skipped a beat. I never knew a woman's feet
could be so beautiful, and such gorgeous feet were right in front of me, right next to my
lips ! Why hadn't I noticed before? Her feet, clad in white cotton socks
, were as innocent as Snow White. The socks couldn't hide her incomparably beautiful curves. Look! That slightly upturned tip must
be her playful big toe, and the curve where the instep meets the arch of her foot was breathtakingly elegant!
And there was this faint scent, a harmonious blend of orchid fragrance and sweat. "I...I..." I murmured, unable
to utter a single word, pressing my face tightly, so tightly, against the soles of her feet, using the most sensitive
skin on my face to experience the warmth of her beautiful feet. My penis, if the
penis can be called a penis, was already throbbing with erection—
a feeling I only had during my first ejaculation! I rubbed my face against the soles of her feet; it was simply the best pleasure in the world! Her
cotton socks were so soft, so soft that it made me feel as if I had entered Alice's Wonderland. I didn't even
dare to pull down her socks; I didn't know if I could control myself anymore. My hand, my hand
had already reached down and grasped my own penis! Xinxin chuckled, stretching her jade-like legs
between my legs and shoving my greedy, impulsive hand away. "Silly boy, don't do that. I'll
teach you later!" Her foot didn't leave; her sneakers were directly on my crotch. I straightened up,
trying to press my erect penis against the sole of her shoe. Even through my pants and shoe, the
indescribable beauty and feminine softness of her feet sent electric shocks through me, forcing me to twist
my hips to meet her sole. "You're the most perceptive little thing I've ever met!" Xinxin praised me
with a smile , revealing her charming dimples. "You should take off your socks!"

Really? I was going to take off her socks, a beautiful woman's socks, and I was kneeling before her
, with one of her feet stepping on them… Was it all real? Why was my penis so
excited , more intense than ever before! I wanted to use my mouth, my lips, to hold her socks between my fingers! Boiling
desire relentlessly burned within me. My mouth, obsessively resting on her ankle, devoutly held the top of her sock.
Her fair ankle was right beneath my lips. To remove a beautiful girl's sock with my mouth was an
unimaginable pleasure, an indescribable ecstasy, an irresistible sexual temptation! Not even
mountains, not even the sea could stop it! My lips glided across her white instep, like
the delicate antennae of a dragonfly brushing against my heart. As my lips moved, a scene I would never forget
slowly The white sock was pulled down inch by inch,
and finally, a smooth, delicate, and agile foot revealed its captivating beauty, exuding an unparalleled charm! Her
feet were warm, warm enough to fill any man's world with tenderness; her feet were white
, white enough to make any man with a filthy heart dare not look directly at them; her feet were delicate, more
delicate than the skin on the face of any heroine in a youth drama; her feet were soft, soft
enough to make any man weep for her; her feet were magnificent and neat, even
the peony, the queen of blooming flowers, paled in comparison; her feet were so alluring that even Confucius, born in 505 BC,
would prostrate himself, kowtowing and begging for mercy, desperately licking them with tears streaming down his face! I couldn't
believe she was such a rare beauty. Her large, white toe twitched slightly, captivating
me completely, making me almost want to dance with joy. I lost control; I dared not
stand upright any longer. Her radiant, natural feet utterly conquered me. I bent over, moved back half a foot
, and prostrated myself at Xinxin's feet. This was the only thing I could do! And the only thing any
man could do!! My trembling hands cupped her bare feet, reverently placing them above my
head in worship! Xinxin was amused by my actions. She could clearly see how much I adored and
worshipped her delicate feet! She hadn't expected that, as glamorous and sophisticated flight attendants, they only wanted
a servant to tend to their tired feet after disembarking, a plaything to command. She
now clearly realized: they had a slave, a docile and obedient little slave, so docile
that he would kneel down at the slightest movement of her little toe! So obedient that he would
crawl over and lick the dust off her shoes the moment she stretched out her delicate foot! How delightful!

Xinxin gestured for me to sit up with her foot, then pointed her bare toes at my crotch—oh! I
knew my Cupid's command. I took off my underwear, revealing the poor thing.
Seeing its flushed embarrassment, Xinxin smiled and said, "Crawl closer, I'm going to tease your little pecker
!"—Good heavens! What a beautiful voice, it was like an angel's call!

Xinxin's delicate right foot circled around my penis, the almost-but-not-quite-close contact making my lower abdomen tense. My
swollen glans craved the caress of her delicate foot; every toe brought me divine
pleasure. She stretched her left foot towards my face, the sole of her shoe rubbing against my cheek: "Do I have to
teach you how to be happy?" My comprehension was surprisingly good; with the help of my lips, I removed her
left shoe and sock. Before I could even properly admire her delicate foot, her toes had already
slid into my mouth like a fish. I hurriedly and nervously took her big toe into my mouth, and
the delicate skin on the instep, the faintly visible veins, were clearly visible before my eyes. Whether I was 15
years old then or now at 24, I couldn't escape that dreamlike, intoxicating feeling.
If such feet can't move you, if such toes can't arouse your
desire to lick them, then you're probably sexually deficient! Her sole was lowered to my chin.
And her toes were enjoying the caress of my tongue. The spaces between her toes were full of mystery and allure; all
the deliciousness and pleasure seemed to emanate from between them,
more irresistible than a beautiful woman's cherry lips or the alluring vulva between her jade legs. My tongue slipped
between her big toe and another beautiful toe, and then, the back of her right foot reached under my scrotum,
supporting . Her foot playfully slid down, her toes even approaching my
anus. I was terrified! I was terrified she would insert those toes, the object of every man's desire, into my anus
—I would surely scream with pleasure, my semen gushing out shamelessly—wouldn't
that be true! My glans was beginning to secrete a glistening fluid; perhaps this was just the prelude. I then
licked each of Xinxin's toes. As I licked the soles of her feet, she giggled incessantly.
However, she seemed oblivious to the flawless allure of her feet. Many girls' feet are only
suitable for viewing from above or the side. But Xinxin's feet were different. Her soles were more shapely, more
supple, the cleanliness of her toes and the softness of her skin. All the charm of an average girl
combined couldn't compare to
the breathtaking beauty of Xinxin's feet. Most men wouldn't dare beg to be trampled under such feet! My heart was broken, my heart was captivated!

I held her delicate little toes in my mouth, expressing my deepest adoration with my tongue. Her little toes were so perfect that
even her toenails seemed to hold a tender affection. Those nimble, snake-like toes moved lightly and gracefully in my mouth
, like the white neck of a swan. Xinxin's right foot clamped onto my penis, and with it, onto my
life! I could easily picture her beautiful feet caressing my penis. At 15, I
groaned as her feet moved up and down, my mouth instinctively tightening its grip on her toes! ...
I

don't know how much time passed—maybe 10 minutes, maybe 2—but
I wish it were a century! I climaxed, my thick, white, virginal essence gushing forth
, gushing out. My still-tender body trembled with bliss. Xinxin's slender foot,
the most beautiful floated out like a jade maiden ascending to heaven. I was thankful I hadn't desecrated the goddess
's heavenly foot, and thankful that her slender foot had just stepped onto my shoulder, as if offering
comfort and encouragement. My virginity was easily stolen by a pair of beautiful feet, and my life
became splendid because of a woman's beautiful feet! From that moment on, I embarked on a foot fetish,
captivated by the allure of slender feet.

As I was lost in ecstasy, a long, slender leg clad in leather boots appeared before me—
it was Jingjing. She held a whip in her hand, beckoning me. I paused for a moment, then,
guided by Xinxin's delicate feet, crawled towards Jingjing. I've mentioned before that I have high comprehension in all aspects, which is
why Jingjing was willing to enslave me. A long black whip, shiny high-top leather boots, a sexy
and beautiful cold smile, towering breasts—after the whip cracked, I entered another
extremely seductive space… (This section contains SM content. Due to
differing , and to avoid any potential offense, it has been temporarily omitted. I hope you can understand the foots's efforts.)

Two days after leaving them, I was restless and weary. My elderly master asked me
why , and I lied, saying I had been bullied. He, who had spent most of his life in the martial world, smiled
meaningfully. But from that moment on, this nearly centenarian began to teach me martial arts, saying that his
disciple, Puling, could not be bullied by outsiders.

While researching at the National Library during my sophomore year, I stumbled upon his name:
a lone thief in Shanghai's underworld, reclusive and taciturn. The Green and Red Gang had repeatedly invited him to join their alliance, but to no avail
. Later, he offended a leader of the gang, leading to a bitter feud. The Green and Red Gang issued a permanent assassination
order against him, and he disappeared in Shanghai in 1941. Pu Ling and Li San from Beiping were known as the "North and South Twin Thieves."

When I read this brief account, he had already been dead for five years! Only then did I realize the true story of the critically ill old man I had inadvertently rescued while fishing with my father at
Miyun Reservoir. After starting martial arts training with my master,
I still frequently visited Xin Xin and Jing Jing; their beauty and delicate feet attracted me like a magnet! From
their conversation, I learned that they were very hostile towards a girl in their flight crew named "Xin'er,"
probably because Xin'er had taken the position of flight attendant team leader from Jingjing, and Xin'er didn't respect
them . Whenever Xin'er's name was mentioned, Jingjing's eyes were always filled with cold malice.
Xinxin said that one day she would make Xin'er beg and plead while sucking their toes. The two beautiful flight attendants were plotting
how to bring down their rival at work. I don't know how they managed to get their hands on the videotape of
Xin'er and her boyfriend having sex. A conspiracy was born from the operation of the videotape. I
was fortunate enough to witness it all. That was when I secretly sneaked into their apartment again, trying to discover
more of their privacy and figure out how to open that damned Policeman-D1 from the inside. I keenly
sensed the sound of the door opening and, like a cat, slipped into the closet. I heard three girls
enter. One of their voices was unfamiliar, both innocent and timid. I recognized it
as Xin'er, whom they often mentioned. "What do you want? Are you going to negotiate here?"
Xin'er's voice was soft and slightly shy. I could tell she was a beautiful girl. "
Negotiate? Do you think you have the right to negotiate with us?" Jingjing's voice sounded cool
.

"Then...then please give me back the videotape!" Xin'er pleaded. "Is it
that simple? We...we'll broadcast it on the company's cable TV!" Xinxin
's tone was mischievous. "Please, don't do that—it will ruin me!" Xin'er
was distressed. "Weren't you very dissatisfied with our work? Weren't you
proud of scolding us in meetings? Well, what about now? Where has your power gone!" Jingjing said with
a vengeful tone.

"It was work, I didn't mean it."

"Nonsense!" --- "Slap!" A crisp sound rang out. Jingjing had probably slapped Xin'er.
"Kneel down!" "Kneel down and apologize in front of us!"

"This...this...you..."—I could tell Xin'er was on the verge of tears.

"Kneel or not?" Xin Xin drawled, "You don't have to kneel—but that nice
videotape..."

"I'll kneel! I'll kneel!" I heard Xin'er say urgently, followed by a "thump!"

With a thud—she probably knelt down. I thought I heard her soft sobbing, and
of Jingjing's cold laughter.

"Crawl! Crawl between our legs!" Jingjing continued to command.

"Yes! Crawl like a dog!" Xinxin gloated. "Crawl! Are you going to crawl or not?!
"

"Crawl, I'll crawl!" Xin'er cried.

...

I saw through the crack in the door that a beautiful, innocent girl crawled in like a dog,
Xinxin kicking her buttocks with her boots from time to time. The closet door opened, and I
jumped , quickly shrinking back inside—it was Jingjing taking out her leather boots and putting them on.

"You...crawl here!" Jingjing and Xinxin sat on the sofa, Jingjing pointing at
a spot on the ground with the tip of her boot.

"Yes!" Xin'er said helplessly.

"Hurry up, lick our shoes clean with your mouths!" Jingjing commanded. Xinxin had already put her feet up
on Xin'er's back.

"This is too much!" Xin'er pushed Xinxin's feet away and stood up, trying to fight back.

Jingjing raised her hand and "snap!" The whip struck Xin'er's slender shoulder. She had just
clutched her arm and screamed when a second lash came down on her head. "Sister! Sister! Spare me
!" Xin'er fell to the ground with a thud, crawled to Jingjing's feet, hugged her boots tightly, and
pressed her face against them, crying.

Jingjing used her whip to lift Xin'er's chin, forcing her to tilt her head back. She looked at her coldly, saying, "Your
little face is quite pretty; no wonder the manager appointed you as team leader." Although Jingjing was also
beautiful, she couldn't compare to Xin'er, who was younger. Xin'er's delicate beauty
aroused her jealousy. She suddenly pressed Xin'er's neck, slamming her face against Xinxin's short boots
. "Lick it! Lick Xinxin's shoes clean first!" Xin'er dared not disobey any longer,
obediently sticking out her delicate tongue to lick Xinxin's boots. Xinxin giggled, "Lick them clean, or
I'll whip you again!" and proudly swung her boots.

After licking Xinxin's boots, Xin'er followed orders and began licking Jingjing's boots. After licking both
of their boots, she felt no more humiliation, no more dignity. For this beautiful girl
, all she wanted was to end this nightmare immediately! However, she was wrong! For her, this
nightmare had only just begun. "Take off your clothes!" Jingjing commanded.

Xin'er didn't utter a sound; she dared not resist any longer, for the whip she would suffer was too much for her delicate skin
to bear. She silently began to undress, slowly, a
triumphant .

"Take it all off! Not a single stitch!" Jingjing's face also broke into a smile.
Two lines of clear tears streamed down Xin'er's face. She didn't slack off, slowly removing all her clothes. I saw
a look of astonishment on Jingjing and Xinxin's faces—because they, like me, were shocked
by Xin'er's stunningly beautiful body. Jingjing paused for a moment, then seemed to suddenly make up her mind. She
abruptly kicked Xin'er to the ground, flipped over, and straddled her lower abdomen, her two beautiful hands slapping
Xin'er's face alternately, making her face burn with pain. Xinxin mischievously stuck her bare
foot between Xin'er's legs. As Xin'er tried to close her legs as if electrocuted, Xinxin's big
toe had already pierced through. Although it was punishment, having such a smooth and delicate foot
between her legs made the feeling in her genitals more than just a masochistic sensation. Jingjing stopped slapping her and leaned down
to kiss Xin'er's cherry lips—I never expected things to develop to this point.

As Xin Xin's toes wiggled and explored, Xin'er's inner pain gradually subsided. Her
nipples were being sucked by Jing Jing, and the blood in her body surged with each deeper penetration of the toes and the tingling sensation
in her breasts. A pleasurable feeling flowed through her entire body, and her girlish heart
overflowed like a spring, stirring up waves of emotion. Her hazy eyes were filled with
the blooming flowers of desire in Eden. She began to moan softly, her slender hands reaching for her lower body, grasping Xin
Xin's rounded heels and pushing and pulling them inwards. Her long waist rose and fell like waves, and
she murmured, "Good sister, harder... oh... oh!... I... want it..."
"!" Under Xin Xin's toes' teasing, Xin'er's body and soul were greatly stimulated and she experienced
immense pleasure. Xin Xin's jade-like legs were straight, long, and very beautiful. Each powerful thrust
made Xin'er feel like she was dying of pleasure, panting heavily. Her previous tension had relaxed, and this relaxation
made her posture full of lewdness, yet incredibly weak. Her innate qualities made
the two women who were playing with her both delighted and jealous.

Hidden in the closet, I was deeply attracted by the unparalleled scene played out by these three women, staring
intently , completely immersed in appreciation and sexual hunger. In a moment, Xin'er reached
the peak of pleasure, her breath quickening, her face flushed. Jingjing, straddling her, displayed an irresistible allure with her long,
slender graceful neck. Xin'er
called out to Jingjing in a sweet, ingratiating voice, her dark eyes gleaming with desire, her full red lips so soft and tempting. Jingjing admired everything about her, feeling her body begin to react even more strongly
to Xin'er's captivating beauty . She kissed Xin'er deeply, exploring her lower lip with her tongue, gently biting it . Xin'er opened her arms and embraced Jingjing, moaning softly. Jingjing's smooth, fragrant skin pressed against hers, a strand of fragrant black hair brushing against her arm, leaving her utterly intoxicated. God! Buddha! Oh God! What a beautiful sight this is! My heart trembles; to have such pleasure as a human being—ah! How blissful and blissful—I was both drooling and restless because I couldn't see every detail of their bodies. I longed to see every part, every bulge, and every caress that aroused my desire. It was so painful to imagine the beautiful contours, color, and smell of their genitals. Xinxin's toes moved between Xin'er's labia, and a pale , smearing all of Xinxin's toes. She used her two big toes to open Xin'er's labia , widening her beautiful vulva. I could vaguely see the flower-like clitoris, also glistening and shiny. Then my view was blocked. Jingjing lowered her head and buried her face in it. I could only see her beautiful hair and hear the lewd sounds. I didn't know how she was enjoying this person.

The memory of those alluring, white toes and rosy pink labia will forever remain the most beautiful
memory of my life—eight years later, those intoxicating foot fetish experiences from junior high still linger in my mind. Since graduating
from university , I've aimlessly wandered the streets and alleys of Beijing, mysteriously
appearing in the mansions of the wealthy and powerful, casually seizing whatever I need. But
I've found nothing in the realm of beautiful feet; that one and only mistake has become eternal!

My grandfather noticed that I was always leaving early and returning late, never mentioning anything about school, so he would urge
me every few days, "What's wrong with you? I've already boasted so much, where's your school record?" I tried to deny it
several times grandfather. After all, he's an intellectual, and his mind is still sharp even in old age
. Finally, pushed to the limit, I slapped a stack of US dollars on my father's shoulder. "Dad! This is the fee I paid for teaching those students
. Take it first, we can use it later when we've saved up enough money!" The old man scoffed; he didn't
care for that. A veteran from the Korean War wouldn't be tempted by money. What he wanted was a future
!

He thought I was probably just fooling him about starting a school, so he urged me to go back to the school I'd previously contacted to teach
Chinese. What kind of nonsense was this—making me teach those hopeless, potentially ruined,
dangerous teenagers and those girls who were easily excited and about to faint at the sight of anything? Wasn't this pushing me into
a fire pit? I resisted the old man, refusing to go no matter what. But the old man
was a master of protracted warfare in Korea. I held out for two months, but he wore me down.
Luckily , I had nothing else to do, so I gave in and prepared to teach at that high school.

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