【Crystal Beauty】(1-18) Author: Crystal Beauty

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Author: Crystal Beauty
Word Count: 88847 (1-18)
1. Introduction:
My personal understanding of SM is a comprehensive
way of releasing emotions, communication, understanding, and catharsis! I've been playing SM for 9 years, during which time I've encountered all sorts of slaves. Some slaves were so bland that
I forgot about them. Others, however, were branded into my heart like a hot iron, never to be forgotten! But regardless of whether
the slaves were good or bad, or whether I, the queen, was good or bad, I think I have the right to recall this past, at least SM is
a part of my life.
2. Reflections:
When I was a child, I got into a fight with the neighbor's child. The boy was 3 years older than me, and he rode on top of me, smearing sand on my body. I was
so angry that I cried and screamed, but I was powerless to resist! When I got home, my father saw my miserable state, slammed his fist on the table, and ran
to the neighbor's house to scold me. When we got home, he picked me up and said, "It's okay, Daddy's here, no one can touch my daughter." " If
anyone bullies you again, beat them to death, and Dad will pay for it if you break them!" Clearly, my father's parenting style was wrong! Later
, I used the allowance my father gave me to bribe a stronger kid to pin that boy down and make him ride on my crotch
. That boy cried even harder than I did. At that moment, I felt a strange sense of exhilaration, it was so exhilarating!
This feeling wasn't the pleasure of revenge, but rather the release of my inner nature! Looking back on this today
, it's obvious that it was the consequence of my parents' spoiling me! Both my parents worked in government offices, and they treated me, their only child, like
a princess, fostering a habit of expecting everything to be done for them. This also cultivated an arrogant, domineering
, and willful nature within me! From then on, I enjoyed bullying others!
This feeling grew stronger throughout elementary, middle, and high school, perhaps a result of my physical and psychological development! But it
didn't develop into a healthy mind, and I couldn't discuss this with my parents! At that time, I felt that only I
liked BDSM, and I considered myself an extremely abnormal person. I fantasized about someone kneeling
before me, bowing low and groveling, kissing my feet and kowtowing in submission! But I always felt it was impossible.
Maybe I was the only one in the world like that… In high school, a male classmate showed me a Japanese manga, which made me realize that
I wasn't the only one in the world. I was so excited I almost cried! Later, those male classmates said, "Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Japan all
have films like that." My dream was to grow up, work, earn money, and go to Hong Kong to experience my childhood
dream. When I actually grew up, I realized that I didn't need to go to Hong Kong to do SM… (Harbin would do).
2. Lao Yuan
As time passed, I graduated from elementary, middle, and high school. In college, I was incredibly bored! I couldn't
keep up with anything I was learning, and since I couldn't understand it, I lost interest. So I just drifted along!
I got along very well with my female roommates: Han Jiao, Wan Xin, Xu Danqing, and Qin Ruling. We would go shopping and eat together
, doing nothing! After all, we had been in the same dorm for a long time, and we knew each other's personalities very well.
Of course… Some things can't be shown in a demonstration! Women, what topics can they really talk about? Nothing more than men
and emotions, cosmetics and clothes, including luxury goods and a life of affluence! But I openly told them
what I truly like—SM! At first, they didn't understand, but later
, all the women in my dorm became some of the best female subs in Harbin! But I digress. Let me tell you about myself
! Once, Han Jiao and Wan Xin came back from hanging out and asked me, "Jialin, you know what? Today I chatted online with a
guy who said he wanted to lick my feet and I could whip him with my belt. Is this the SM you like?" I
smiled at her! "Maybe." "I told him I know a female classmate who likes this, and suggested he add you and chat
. I gave him your QQ number." "Okay, thank you, Jiao. I'm going out for a bit, to the supermarket. You
guys stay here." I rushed to the internet cafe and accepted the request, but to my disappointment,
his profile picture was black. For the next seven days, I went to the internet cafe around 8 am and returned to my dorm at 5 pm every day, just to wait for this
person with the username "Red Dust, One Cup of Wine" to come online. On the eighth day, the profile picture finally turned color. "Hello
, this is your friend, that girl introduced me to you. I heard you like this too. I've liked it for a long time. Can we
chat?" "Sure." "How long have you liked this?" "I've had this inclination since I was little, but I've never actually
done it." "Hehe, there's no rush. How old are you?" "19. And you?" "I'm already 46,
but I'm very sincere; I don't lie." We chatted about some trivial things in life, but I was only
19 then and had no concept of life! Finally, Hongchen said to me with a cup of wine, "Let me treat you to a meal so we can get to know each other.
How about it? It's okay if you don't like me." I agreed.
We met at the main gate of Harbin Institute of Technology. He called me, and a black Audi A6 pulled up
. He got out with a friendly smile, "Hello, it's me." I smiled back, as a gesture of goodwill
. "Please get in." He opened the car door for me with his left hand and held the roof over my head with his right, and I sat in the back seat!
After getting in, I asked him, "Why did you make me sit in the back?" "Hehe, masters should sit in the back. I am your
slave, only able to serve you." He drove me to Huamei Western Restaurant on Central Avenue, picked up a glass of red wine, and said,
"Come on, I don't drink, but I'm toasting you, my esteemed self. I hope you'll give me a chance. My surname is Yuan, Yuan XW, and I
work in the organization department." "Just call me Jialin. I don't need to tell you what I do. I'm just a lousy student, and
my studies aren't great. I'll give you a chance, but I don't know when." "Jialin isn't what I call you. I call you
Master because you are my first master. I like feminism, I like being trampled on in high heels, you scold me,
you abuse me in your own way. When you encounter difficulties or are in a bad mood, you should talk to this
slave under your feet, and I will solve it for you." At this moment, I had no appetite for
food except to put it into practice immediately. I said, "Do you have any money left?" "Yes, how much do you want?" "Is it enough to rent a hotel later?" "Hahaha
, Master, you're so cute! To be honest, I haven't laughed like this in over a year." Old Yuan's laughter was genuine
. I knew it wasn't mockery, but rather a way of expressing his feelings beyond SM-style venting. In his eyes, I was merely...
Child. After dinner, Lao Yuan took me to the Shangri-La Hotel, which I had never been to before! As the waiter led us to
the room, Lao Yuan followed behind me with his head down...
It was my first time disciplining him, and I didn't know where to start, but as the ruler of a country, I believed that whatever I did
was justified. 'Kneel down before this grandma! Get over here and lick my shoes clean! What do you think you are?
You're just an animal! A lowly and humble dog! Forever living under my skirt!' Based on my childhood mindset
and subconscious disciplining instincts: I directly stepped on Yuan's head with my left foot and his genitals with my right foot, then urinated directly
onto Lao Yuan's face. He opened his mouth to catch my urine, his expression one of bliss, his genitals extremely hard! I
clamped Lao Yuan's head between my legs, making him thrust against me! I crossed my legs and let him lick my feet. He
brought me his belt with his mouth, offering it to me with both hands above his head. He sucked on my feet, his eyes half-closed, enjoying it all,
while I sternly reprimanded him, whipping him relentlessly! With each lash of the whip, he screamed in agony.
This scream, combined with his lowly and subservient manner, created a powerful stimulation for me, who was proud and noble
... I couldn't help but ask myself: Is this real? Just then, Old Yuan let out a long moan, "Ah...
Ah..." "What's wrong?" "Master, I was wrong, so wrong, I'm sorry, Master." Old Yuan kept
kowtowing! "Speak! What's that noise?" "I'm sorry, Master, I came." At that time, I didn't understand
the specific concept of male ejaculation because I had never had sex with a man before! I said with a dark face, "So you can't finish?" "
I'm afraid so, but it was so good, so exciting! From now on, I'll serve you!" Facing this much older
man with a civilized and refined appearance, my willful nature was reignited. "This old lady isn't done yet! Are you finished
? Huh? You're finished? Is that right? You're finished!" I said, whipping him with a leather whip. He kowtowed and fawned
, trying to please me. He was the slave I was looking for! That night I spent the night in Shangri-La. Old Yuan, having a family, couldn't
stay long and left first. At 6 pm, the waiter knocked on my door and brought me a sumptuous dinner, all arranged by Old Yuan.
At 8 pm, I received a text message from Old Yuan: "After loving feminism for over 20 years, today I finally get to vent. From now on, you will
be my master. I will serve you for life. Don't abandon me." Han Jiao had texted me once: "Are you still alive?
Is it safe to go out with strangers?" I replied: "Very good, thank you, don't reply!"
I woke up the next morning, checked the time and it was already nine o'clock. I got up, took a shower, and left my room. Downstairs, I saw
Old Yuan and his black Audi. "Little darling, you're awake? Hehe, your servant has been waiting for you for a long time." "Aren't you going to work
?" "Work and you, I think you're more important. At my age, money and career advancement are no longer important."
"What are you doing here?" "I was worried you wouldn't like the free breakfast, so I came to pick you up. I was afraid my little darling would go hungry."
Old Yuan, a master of political maneuvering, had a keen eye for people. His words were spot on; he knew I had no idea
the hotel offered free breakfast!
From then on, whenever I went out, Old Yuan never let me walk. He always picked me up and dropped me off,
regardless of whether I contacted him. He came to my school every day to see what I needed. If I needed some "discipline" or
release, he would book a hotel room for me! If I was in a bad mood or felt wronged, he would come to comfort me and give
me many examples, including life philosophies! Sometimes his stories made me laugh out loud, forgetting my anger and grievances! Whatever
I needed, Lao Yuan would see even the smallest detail and prepare everything perfectly,
both in life and in my heart. I admit, Lao Yuan was my only support, and this support was a ridiculous and
laughable feeling—I couldn't quite define what kind of relationship it was…
Our "training" methods escalated, from simple humiliation and spitting to verbal abuse, gold, holy
water, and the feeling of being a queen occupied my entire life. Lao Yuan became my multi-functional tool: 1. He was my
slave, capable of making me a noble queen. 2. He could also be my therapist. 3. He taught me a lot about how to
conduct myself, how to survive in society, and how to navigate life. This played a crucial role in my future.
This continued for three years. I had no other slaves, only him. One day, after venting my frustrations, I
was chatting with Lao Yuan as usual. Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were a little red. He said to me,
"You are my treasure, my little darling, but sooner or later you will need another kind of emotion, that is love. You
will get married sooner or later. At that time, I don't know if you will abandon me." "No, if he doesn't agree,
we'll break up. I have my own life. How long can a person live? 60-70 years. Why shouldn't I
do what I want to do while I'm alive?" "No, you need to have your normal life. Listen to me, okay?" " As long as you never abandon me,
I will be with you through life and death."
Old Yuan's words were often very accurate. My internship was at a construction committee place my father had gotten me into through connections. Fresh out of
school, influenced by Old Yuan—a seemingly loyal and honest man with a cunning and shrewd heart—I was very
popular with my superiors and colleagues. Of course, this popularity also attracted jealousy and hatred from some, leading to constant rumors. I, however,
remained calm and composed, maintaining my smile and avoiding conflict. Less talk, more action! No comments
! Two months into my internship, a young man came into my view. He was there to deliver a tender document to
my office. The moment I saw him, I thought: This guy is really handsome and energetic, quite nice! Heh
heh! He was very polite, saying, "Hello, I'm here to submit my bid." I blushed so much I didn't dare look him in the eye.
I just asked, "What's your name?" "My surname is Lü, Lü Moumou." "Oh, leave your name and phone number.
Leave the bid there for now. I'll call you if I see anything wrong." "Thank you so much, beautiful lady. I'll treat
you to dinner sometime." "Really? Just kidding," I said, blushing but pretending to be joking. "Of course I really will, but I'm afraid you won't do me
the honor." So I deliberately nitpicked and made him come back. But he quickly filled in the missing parts
! I was afraid I wouldn't see him again, because every day when I lay in bed, all I could think about was Lü. So I decided to go all in.
You can fill in the gaps? You can fill them in, but I can find fault with them. In the end, Lü realized
I was just trying to pick a fight with him, so he treated me to dinner! He picked me up in an extremely dilapidated Citro?n Fukang.
Our first meal together was Sichuan-style boiled fish. During the meal, he said, "Beautiful lady, please be lenient and let me off the hook, okay?"
"The project is about to start, I really can't stand this." "It's all normal procedure, you have to understand, but I
'll consider giving you the green light." "Oh, thank you so much!" He raised his glass. "I'll drink this, you can drink as you like. I
'm a poor guy who started from scratch. I used to have the same job as you, but I felt that the office was boring, so I
went out into business for myself. It must have been tough, please excuse my poor performance." Through this conversation, I learned that he was a
privileged son, which was indeed tough, but he was also a high achiever with a certain amount of courage and insight,
clear and quick thinking, and a generous and straightforward personality! Most importantly, I liked one thing about him: a pretty boy! After dinner, I said to him, "I hope
we can become friends, not just in a work-related way. I'm serious, okay?" "Of course,
it's an honor to be friends with you." I thought to myself: If you don't agree, then I'll treat the quality control department to dinner and
make sure you suffer! (Pretty sneaky, right?)
Xiao Lü really meant what she said. We became very good friends, and after four months of getting to know each other, we finally
got together and started dating. During this time, I focused all my energy on my relationship, neglecting Lao Yuan a lot
. Lao Yuan knew I was trying to develop a relationship with another man, so he would often text me to
urge me: "Keep trying! I hope you succeed!"
After Xiao Lü and I started dating, because Xiao Lü was very busy, there were some things I couldn't say to my lover.
I still had to go to the person I was completely open with—Lao Yuan! Lao Yuan continued to come see me once a day, but
he was clever; he always used work as an excuse to avoid Xiao Lü. Lao Yuan and I both knew that this would eventually come to light,
but to what extent, and what the consequences would be, only ghosts would know. So we decided to ignore it. Whether it was good or bad, there would
be a result. Who could blame Lao Yuan and me for being unable to escape this innate master-servant relationship? It
's impossible to completely abandon this nature; we would still think about it in our hearts! On one hand, there's my beloved boyfriend; on the other, there's my inescapable
nature! If I had to choose, what would I do? I'm so conflicted and torn!
Things are so helpless; the things you fear most are the things that happen! Finally, one day, Lao Yuan came to pick
me up, and Xiao Lü was waiting for me nearby. He saw me get into Lao Yuan's car—Lao Yuan
opened the door with his left hand and shielded the roof with his right, while I remained seated in the back! Xiao Lü didn't question me; instead,
he went to my workplace every day at the same time to watch me! For three consecutive days, Lao Yuan picked me up! On the fourth day, Xiao Lü
took action. In a room at the Huarong Hotel, he forced the waiter to open the door, claiming he was catching me in the act! When
the waiter opened the door, Xiao Lü was stunned. I wasn't dressed, holding a snake whip, and stepping on Lao Yuan! The
scene: the waiter, the security guard, Xiao Lü, me, Lao Yuan—the five of us were completely petrified,
speechless for about 30 seconds! Xiao Lü said in a low voice, "Jialin, what's going on? What are you up to?
" "Darling, don't misunderstand, can you let me explain? You waiter and security guard, get out of here!!!
This is my own family matter!!!" "Explain yourself, preferably with a plausible reason. Also,
you're a grown man, judging from your car and clothes, you don't seem to owe Jialin money. What? Do you have some leverage over her?
" "No, no, young man, you've misunderstood. How about we go somewhere else to talk? Let me explain properly.
" Lao Yuan's expression was 100% pleading! "Fine! Let's see how you explain this today!
If your explanation isn't satisfactory, I won't let either of you off the hook!" At this moment, Lao Yuan and I were both sweating profusely. I lowered my head and remained silent. I
wasn't afraid of anything else, only of losing Xiao Lü! And Lao Yuan was afraid that I would lose my happiness!
我们到了中山路的一个咖啡馆，坐在那三个人几乎都不做声，小吕的眼神望
着窗外，而老袁和我都像是他的ｍ，低头不语，等待训斥！最后小吕说『说说吧，
二位神仙！这啥意思？捉奸呢，我是没捉到，咋的哥们？你他妈挨揍赚钱啊？
『』小吕这种东西叫ｓｍ，在不认识你的时候，他就是我的奴隶，这种关系
属于是人的另一种癖好！听我慢慢和你解释『我两和小吕解释了将近５个小时，
小吕点点头』我似乎有点明白了，以前听人说过，但真就没见过『我连哄了他５
个小时，老袁也劝了５个小时，小吕有一点好，接受能力强，站对方角度去考虑
问题是他最大的优点所在！他似乎理解了一些，我向小吕说』请相信我，我真心
爱你，不会去跟任何别的一个男人去偷情『这句话我说的是实话，我直到今天，
所经历的男人，也就只有他那么一个！ "Everyone else is my slave!" Seeing this, Lao Yuan
said, "Brother, I want to treat you to some drinks and talk this over properly. The main thing is I don't want you to leave her. If
you can't get over this, I promise Jia Lin will never touch SM again, and I'll disappear. Is that okay?" But
that's our nature. Even if Jia Lin doesn't touch it, she'll still be thinking about it. "No need for food, I understand, but
my bottom line is that I won't allow emotional or physical infidelity! Understand?
" "Brother, I really want to kowtow to you!" Lao Yuan, a man around 50 years old, perhaps because of his position, which made him
a man of his word, shed tears of emotion. "I also want to kowtow to you!" I said, trying to please him.
From then on, Lao Yuan and I maintained a master-slave relationship. Lao Yuan and Xiao Lü also became good friends despite their age difference. Lao Yuan
would act as Xiao Lü's strategist, giving him advice. If Xiao Lü succeeded, he would invite Lao Yuan to our house for drinks and a chat
! In Lao Yuan's dictionary of people, Xiao Lü was a very qualified buddy, responsible to his family and wife, and
very serious!
My SM with Lao Yuan had developed to a very high level, with more and more tricks and increasingly
heavy tastes. Lao Yuan couldn't have any injuries, as it would be inconvenient for him to go home and work. I told Lao Yuan, "You old useless
thing, when you retire in 10 years, I'll definitely skin you alive." "Okay, Master, no problem, but
for now, I'll spare my dog's life to serve you. If you want to use severe punishment, I can help you find a way."
"What way?" "Master, have you heard of clubs for this kind of thing?" "Ah! I've heard you mention it a few times!
How about it?" "Very good, I'll go get you a membership card!" At this moment, my phone rang. It was my
college classmate, Xiao Qin. "Jialin, do you know? Han Jiao, Wan Xin, and Xu Danqing have been doing this for a long time..."
"SM, they're all addicted. The three of them torture one man together. Wan Xin has a slave now, and
the three of them often do that." "How come I didn't know anything about it?" "My expression was almost one of surprise!" The
three of them said, "At first, it was out of curiosity, wanting to show you their style, wanting to surprise you, but now the
three of them seem to be addicted." "I understand, these three bitches, let's see how I humiliate them." After hanging up the phone,
Lao Yuan laughed. "Many women still like noble and arrogant men, especially those from good families. These three old
classmates of yours, with their excellent conditions, temperament, and looks, how about I get three more cards, just as a favor for my little darling
?" "Okay, go ahead and get them."
I've been playing at the club for six months, during which time I've taken in four private slaves, and played with quite a few unclaimed slaves of various types. I'm very
happy, but Lao Yuan is still my most important slave. Suddenly one day, Lao Yuan called me. "Little darling, I want to
see you. I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, can you see me off at the airport?" "It was around 9 PM. I felt something was wrong
. Usually, when Lao Yuan was going on a business trip, he would tell me well in advance and arrange everything perfectly.
What happened? Why the rush? 'What's wrong? Why the rush?' 'Don't ask, just come.
' It was the first time he'd ordered me around. I sensed something was wrong, but I didn't argue. 'Okay.'
The next morning at 7:15 AM, at Harbin Taiping International Airport, Lao Yuan said, 'Jialin, this is the first time I've called you that.'
'What's wrong?' I asked, tears welling in my eyes. I knew something was wrong. 'I'm leaving. I'm going to Canada. My wife and
kids are there. I can't give up everything in Harbin.' 'Including me?' 'We might be
leaving for a short time.' 'But why?' 'Don't ask why, it won't do you any good. I'll keep in touch. Remember my number,
you must answer! I have a letter here, read it after my plane takes off, okay? I need to transfer in Shanghai first.'
'Okay.' I cried as I said 'okay.'" Seeing me like this, Lao Yuan couldn't hold back his tears
and said, "For so many years, I've served you, treating you like a little princess. Before I go, can I hold
my precious little princess?" I nodded.
I kept my promise to Lao Yuan. I read the letter after the plane took off. I
opened the letter after watching the plane lift off the ground. It read: "In the five years we were together, I was very happy and felt a strong sense of belonging. You were more like
family to me. This feeling wasn't love, nor friendship, but a master-slave relationship closer to kinship! I may never
come back after this departure. I don't know if we will be separated forever, or if we will never
meet again until I'm in my coffin. But one thing I'm sure of is that I will never forget you! Everything you gave me
made me feel young, energetic, and had a sense of belonging that allowed me to release my pent-up emotions! On the day I die, I will think of you, who shared
five golden years of my life with me! Jialin! Will you and Xiao Lü settle in Canada? I'll take care of everything!"
Perhaps this sounds like a joke to you, but I still want to grasp at this last glimmer of hope and ask you: Is
it possible? Can you consider it? I truly don't want to lose you! Don't ask me why I'm leaving; it's because of officialdom,
work, and unspoken rules! I won't explain further. If anyone asks if you know me, just say we're online friends!
I don't know your real name! It's a pity I can't attend your wedding with Xiao Lü. Through relatives, I will send two Vacheron
Constantin watches and two gold bars. The wedding dress and attire have already been ordered for you. Promise me you won't cry!
It will break my heart! This letter will be burned after reading! Don't worry about me—your slave for life: Lao
Yuan.
In the end, I didn't agree to this, Lao Yuan, because I couldn't do it. I burst into tears, crying so
bitterly, I felt my heart was broken! The person who truly understood me, the one who could completely let me be,
is gone. He's disappeared. My world has turned half dark. I pointed at the
white smoke trail from the plane in the blue sky and shouted, "Old Yuan!! Come back!! Please! There's something I haven't told
you all these years: you're very important to me!!!" Actually, he'd called me "Little Darling" and "Treasure" for five years! Only in the end did I realize that
he was also my treasure. This is the master and slave relationship—an innate
bond that, unknowingly, builds an ironclad bond over time! Only then did I realize that I am a queen, proud and capricious, but perhaps I am also a woman
. And as a human being, I have feelings! I have very, very deep feelings! Feelings cannot be severed
! They cannot be bought with any amount of money or temptation! This applies to both slaves and masters! (An Ironclad
Law)
On the fourth day after Lao Yuan left, I received a gift from his cousin: two Vacheron Constantin watches, two
gold bars symbolizing a long and happy marriage, a wedding dress and suit, and more importantly, two tiny crystal figurines with a small
crystal dog in the middle. The small crystal dog had the character for "slave" on its back, like a dot. The boy's chest had the words "Crystal" on it!
The girl's chest had the words "Beautiful Woman" on it! Xiao Lü picked up the exquisite, one-piece crystal sculpture and examined it closely
for a long time, then chuckled, shook her head, and tears streamed down her cheeks! I said, "Honey, are you crying?" "No
, just some dust in my eyes..."
During the New Year, Lao Yuan called to say he was doing well in Canada and told me to take care of myself. He said the phone wasn't
a landline and that Xiao Lü should get a new cell phone so he could call her from the landline, and told her not to register
her name on the SIM card! From then on, Lao Yuan would call us every holiday! Even now…
3. The Club
Old Yuan left, and my life returned to normal. I changed departments at work and even got a permanent position! However,
it wasn't a directly managed department; it was more of an administrative support role. These kinds of positions are usually
controlled by the bureau chief or higher-ups because the lucrative opportunities aren't given to those below them! Because of this, I was very relaxed every day. I
didn't have to work myself to the bone. I just sat in the office in front of the computer, playing Red Alert or Call of Duty
until 11:25 AM, then went downstairs for lunch. But I would often think about Old Yuan. What was he doing?
How was he? Was he doing well? Because the blow Old Yuan dealt me was just too great! Now,
thinking back to the club memberships he gave me and my classmates, it was because he wanted me to find a suitable "
slave" again. He understood that I couldn't go to Canada anytime soon! Thinking about this, I realize how thoughtful Old Yuan was.
Oh, Lao Yuan... Lao Yuan... Who else but you could be as good as me? You
damned Lao Yuan... I both hate and miss you...
My afternoon nap was woken up by a phone call. It was my old classmate Han Jiao! Han Jiao: "Hey, Jialin, what's up
? We're all at the club. We have some nice slaves, wanna come?" Me: "What time is it? I
don't work!" Han Jiao: "Oh, come on over. We know what your job is like. Just take a day off.
We all take days off too. Women, no matter how good your job is, it's not as good as marrying well. Your Xiao Lü does
n't depend on you for food. Come on over." Me: "Okay, okay, so slow. Wait for me, I'll go!"
Talking about this club located next to the Longtang Building behind the Jiangbei Municipal Government, the fees are very expensive. The
monthly membership fee for women is 27,000 yuan! The monthly membership fee for men is 40,000 yuan! And that doesn't even include
service fees and other charges. A regular bottle of Master Kong mineral water that sells for 1 yuan in a supermarket costs 55
yuan in the club. To get into this club, you need an introduction from someone in the upper class. In short, it's a
high-end, exclusive club. Don't know anyone? Don't like it? Even if you have money, you might not get in! Want to become a member?
Sure! The requirements are: ID card, household registration book, property ownership certificate or three-part statement, work permit, company qualifications and license
, marriage certificate! Then someone will ask you some SM questions, such as: how you came to like it,
what you like, and your views on SM! If a male S says he likes sex and wants to have sex, he will be rejected outright!
That's it! All the documents and verification, plus the forms you fill out, plus your membership fee—I
think the people who can get in must be incredibly smart! If it weren't for Lao Yuan giving us four a year's membership,
who would go to that place? But then again, all the slaves in the club are: entrepreneurs, officials,
professors, etc.! You can tell from those numbers that those who frequent that place are all of high social status. But in terms of slaves
, the higher the status, the better their servility and character! This isn't just about the slaves! It's about the people too
!
Why are some people rich? Because they possess unique charm, distinctive ways of dealing with people and things
, and skillful problem-solving! Why are some people poor? Perhaps because they
lack good character, courage, or ambition! As for training slaves, if you were the queen: beauty or ugliness,
fragrance or stench, poverty or wealth! If you had to choose between these three, I think no one would choose ugliness, stench, or poverty. Everyone would
choose the same thing! Because high-level slaves truly have excellent servility. Whatever they say or do
makes you feel incredibly comfortable; I'd be willing to train them for free, even if it meant paying them! That's my personal opinion!
Getting back to the point, when I arrived at the club, I learned that a married couple looking for a master had
given me, someone who had been into SM even longer than them. Upon meeting them, I learned they
were from Daqing, a trendy place. The woman was 33, working in the purchasing department of the Petroleum Administration Bureau; the man was 39, owning several
large trucks and running a logistics company. After a brief introduction, the woman's name was Geng Dan, and the man's name was Xiong Fa.
They wanted to find a younger couple to train. (I apologize; although my husband knows I like
SM, he doesn't know much about it and I'm unsure if he can participate.) Geng Dan pulled out a 555 cigarette card
and lit it with a snap. "Let's call him over and talk." This woman's every move exuded a vulgar, low-class vibe,
making me very uncomfortable! Me (If you're going to talk, first pinch that stick of yours off, it's really disgusting to look at.
And! Sit up straight! How can you sit like that? Did you escape from a brothel?) Geng Dan
(Hehe, sorry, I'm used to it.) I couldn't take it anymore, so I went up and slapped her across the face!
"Why did you hit me?" "How did you, a lowlife like you, end up in this club? Look at everyone here,
male or female, none of them are like you." "Then we're not talking anymore, why did you hit me? Let's go!" "Get lost!"
A while later, Xiao Lü called me, asking if I was off work. I was embarrassed to tell him I was at the club
. Xiao Lü said he had nothing important to do and wanted to come to the club to find me! The club owner and Xiao Lü got along very well, so he allowed
Xiao Lü to come and go as he pleased, and he could play for free. I still haven't received this treatment to this day! Maybe it's because my husband
has a lot of personal charm!
Geng Dan and his wife had been sitting at the bar on the first floor. During this time, Xiong Fa came to me. "Master,
please don't be angry. My wife is my master in this house, and I've spoiled her. She's been a little disrespectful to you. Now she wants to be abused,
but she hasn't found the feeling of being abused by men or women yet. She says she'll just go with someone younger than her." "Who are you people?
You have a very shady vibe, like gangsters." "I've finally found you! From
the first moment I saw you when you walked in, I knew you were my master. It was good that you hit my wife earlier; you did the right thing. If you just subdue her, she
'll be very obedient." While Xiong Fa was arguing with me, my husband walked in! I greeted her with a smile, "My dear husband,
hello!" "You didn't recruit any slaves?" "Well, a slave discussed with me about taking him in." My husband glanced at Xiong Fa,
his brows immediately furrowing. He said to Xiong Fa, "Brother, that mink fur is nice, and that gold chain is really thick. You're a rich
man." "Hehe, you're my master's lover, right? Hehe, please excuse me." "No, please, you two talk." At this moment,
Butterfly came over from a distance and asked my husband, "Hey, are you a male slave? Can I be your submissive?" "I'm not a male slave."
"Want to experience it?" I was completely enraged. "You fucking don't know, or are you fucking looking for trouble?" I slapped
and kicked her! Geng Dan didn't hold back either, she fought back! She slashed wildly with both hands. At this moment, all the club
members who wanted to break up the fight came over. I was really angry at that time, and I didn't care about anything else. Whoever tried to pull me away, I kicked them.
My three old classmates weren't idle either, they beat Geng Dan up all the way! When the security guard dragged Geng Dan out, his nose and
mouth were bleeding! The boss came out and asked me, "Jialin, what's going on?" "Get out!! I didn't do anything! Asking if my husband
is a slave!" "Oh dear, is it a misunderstanding? Look at you, after beating me like this, I have to pay them compensation. You four
ladies!" "I'm telling you, you tell her that every time she comes to see me, I'll beat her up." "Oh, come on!
Don't delay my business, ladies, don't treat me like a slave, okay?" It made me laugh! "Okay,
I understand, sorry about today."
Geng Dan and Xiong Fa didn't stop coming because of this incident; in fact, they came even more frequently. I occasionally ran into them when I went
. Xiong Fa kept texting me, demanding that I take them in, saying I was good at beating his wife, that it gave him
immense pleasure and excitement, and that he wanted to see his wife being abused! As for me, I have a naturally domineering nature. Every
time I went, I would bully Geng Dan, whether gently or forcefully. Regardless of whether she was training a slave, I would definitely slap her and kick
her a few times, making her feel humiliated and unable to back down! Geng Dan seemed to know that I wasn't someone to mess with, and her attitude towards me
softened! Years later, I realized that women who truly enjoy SM, whether they are the dominant or submissive, in a woman vs. woman dynamic, if
you are strong, she is weak; if you are weak, she is strong. Moreover, women don't hold back against women; they can be even more ruthless! Geng Dan is a
prime example. I could see her defiance in her eyes, but she didn't want to fight me. Even her husband wasn't helping her,
so she could only submit to me! But I don't understand, if someone like me bullies her every day,
how can she have the face to stay in the club? There's only one reason: she's got her eye on my husband, Xiao Lü! I found out
about this when my husband and I were still asleep at 5 a.m. My husband's phone received a text message: "Hello,
Jialin's husband, I'm the woman your wife beat up at the club the other day. My name is Geng Dan, and I'd like to get to know you." My husband
immediately called back. "How did you get this number?" "The club owner, Lao Ye, told me."
"Why are you calling me? Is it because Jialin beat you up and you want to claim some compensation?" "Hehe, of course not
. I just think you're quite nice. Could you let your wife be my husband's master, and you become my master?"
"Oh, sorry, I misunderstood, but I really don't have any feelings for SM. I don't understand it and I don't like it."
"Can we try? Tell Jialin that she doesn't hold a grudge against me. I'll kowtow to her and apologize. She's the mistress of the house." "Alright
, then let's not go to the club. Let's go have a simple meal. Consider it a reconciliation meal since Jialin beat you up that day
."
After communicating and getting to know each other during the meal, I realized that Xiong Fa was originally a gangster. He started by leading
a group of unemployed thugs to collect debts for people. Later, he started a freight station business and gradually
developed it into a logistics company. Xiong Fa arranged Geng Dan's job. Because her husband came from a gangster background, Geng
Dan also had a strong gangster vibe. To put it bluntly, she felt more like the wife of a mountain bandit king! During
the conversation, Geng Dan's eyes kept glancing at my husband. I felt a little uncomfortable. "Why are you staring at my husband?"
"A master needs to have feelings too. I think your husband is very suitable to be my master." "There's no
romantic or liking involved, is there?" "Haha, you're so funny, I wouldn't. My husband and I have
a very deep relationship. You've been doing SM for more than just a day or two. I just like your husband's style." My husband
rolled his eyes blankly. "What style?" At that moment, the three of us in the room, except for my husband, laughed!
After dinner, the four of us went to my husband's company. Since Xiao Lü's company is in the technical engineering industry,
apart from computers, desks, sofas, etc., money is never kept in a safe, and valuable engineering materials are never
kept in the company! So there's no need for a night watchman! In the manager's office that evening, we brewed a pot of Tieguanyin
tea, and the four of us drank some. I had a feeling then that we had talked and gotten to know each other, and this might be a good opportunity!
"Xiong Fa, you're going back to the hotel to sleep soon, right?" "Yes, Master. If you have anything to do, let's call it a
day and talk tomorrow, okay?" "Speak to me while kneeling." "Yes, Master!" Xiong Fa knelt down on the ground with a thud! "Geng Dan,
what about you? Your husband is kneeling before me, do you still think you're the queen of the house?" Butterfly lowered her head and slowly knelt down before me
! My husband said, "Are you guys alright? The blinds aren't closed yet." He reached out and closed the blinds on both windows
! I said to Xiong Fa, "Come on, let's go get some things. Drive your car! Honey, you and Geng Dan stay here! We'll be right back." "Where are we going?" "I need to go home to get some tools. Today, I'm going to give these two dogs 　　a new understanding
of me as their master ." "Okay, you're on fire again." 　　Back home, I prepared the tools: (penis pinchers, male and female chastity belts, dog head hoods, snake whips, long 　　steel needles, breast pinchers, dog tails, enema kit, a new disposable catheter kit, tiger head dilator, inner tightening cord, 　　gag, dildo, low-temperature wax, rope. I also changed into a new queen's outfit with a leather jacket over it.) 　　When Xiong Fa and I returned to the company, as soon as I opened the door, I saw my husband sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, and Geng 　　Dan kneeling on the floor massaging his legs. I thought to myself, this female slave is really a good one. It really depends on the person 　　. As long as the person is compatible, it doesn't matter if they're a master or not! If they're not compatible, they might not even 　　agree to be your slave! 　　I said, "Alright, all of you get the hell to your positions! Stop fucking groping! Your technique is terrible 　　, I'll have to sell you to a brothel to practice! Now, you two, Xiong Fa, take off all your clothes except your underwear, and Geng Dan, take off all your clothes except your bra 　　and panties, quick!" "Yes, Master, we'll do it right away!" I untied the rope, preparing to tie them up, and said to my husband, 　　"How about it? Want to practice today?" "Sure, I'll try out what SM is like." 　　After Geng Dan and Xiong Fa finished undressing, they knelt straight on the ground. Geng Dan cried out, "Master, please spare us, we're scared, we submit. 　　We'll never dare to talk back or be disrespectful again, we're afraid." Xiong Fa also said, "We are now your lowly dogs, we 　　await punishment for any disrespect we have shown you." These words directly ignited the volcano within me, and my passion was instantly 　　released. I immediately entered a noble queen state. At this moment, I was no longer a woman, but an empress! The couple 　　crawled like dogs as my snake whip mercilessly lashed their bodies. Both groaned and cried out in pain 　　, begging for mercy. Whipping, all sorts of positions! Dog-crawl, splits, full prone, and kneeling. I stepped on Xiongfa and whipped Gengdan. 　　Tears of pleading fell from Gengdan's eyes. I grabbed Gengdan's hair and slapped her mercilessly until 　　my hand went numb. I rode Xiongfa and made Gengdan perform oral sex on me! I must say, this female slave's oral sex 　　was different from the male slave's. It was incredibly soft between her anus and vulva. The subjugated spirit, the humiliation of her body, the fawning 　　expression, and the way her tongue served me filled me with immense excitement! (From then on, I rarely performed oral sex on slaves, 　　mainly because human mouths aren't very clean and can affect health.) I rode her husband and made her serve me! It 　　was truly a queen's enjoyment! Then Xiongfa said, "Master, my wife always bullies me when she gets home, can you do anything about it?"

"Manage it, do my duty!" "Geng Dan! Is this true?!" Geng Dan pleaded, "My lord, I'm innocent! He
's a beast, a bastard! Please spare me, I'll kowtow to you!" "Does kowtowing work? Give him oral sex,
or I'll kill you!" "Yes, yes, right away!" Geng Dan fawned over her husband while forcing him to perform oral sex.
I was slapping Geng Dan as she performed oral sex, tears streaming down her face as she served Xiong Fa! Xiong Fa couldn't hold back and ejaculated!
I was helpless after training him to this point! I sighed, "Sigh... it's over!" What's next? Only
Geng Dan is left. Xiong Fa looked guilty. Fine! Take a break! I looked at my husband. "Hehe, honey,
why don't you try it? What's SM like? Maybe you can be a really good Dom, how about it?" "I'll give it a try."
I handed the snake whip to my husband and told Geng Dan, "Kneel down properly, now the master will train you." "Yes, sir, understood
, I won't be negligent." My husband's training is unparalleled in the world of SM. He doesn't say a word, and no one else can either!
He goes up and whips her twice, then she stands there motionless, unable to train anymore, and then he starts
chatting with the kneeling female slave! I'm giving technical guidance from the side, "Don't stop whipping, think of this woman as your
prey, her husband as your defeated foe, willingly letting you beat and scold her to please you,
she's willing to be a slave, her life is yours! In your eyes, she's a worthless piece of trash."
Geng Dan really likes my husband; her underwear is soaked with sweat and dripping onto the ground! This shows that she's
very aroused by my husband's abuse of her! I continued with my technical guidance, "Tie this slut up with a rope! You're doing great, strengthen
your inner confidence and arrogance, just imagine yourself as a king!" Geng Dan's stimulation had reached a fever
pitch. She spread her legs, and water flowed onto the ground, covering an area the size of a shoe sole. She shouted, "Abuse me! I'm the most
slutty, I'm a whore, abuse me!" My husband was there, saying, "Please don't rush, it's coming, it's coming, just a moment, sorry
."
I was speechless. When he said that, he would usually just completely destroy the submissive nature of the slave! "Call her a slut, a whore,
what is she anyway, why are you being so embarrassed!" "Huh? What do you mean? You're treating me like a slave, aren't you?
What kind of tone is that?" "Sorry, darling, keep going!" My husband has absolutely no idea how to tie someone up
. He kept muttering "slut, whore," and the rope took him a full 25 minutes to tie her up, but he couldn't even get her tied up properly. In the end, he even made Geng Dan
laugh. Finally, my husband looked at Xiong Fa and said, "Do you know how to tie someone up? Teach me." Geng Dan laughed heartily! Yes,
he has absolutely no potential to be a sadist. For me, his psychologically disturbed wife, he, as her husband, is trying his best
to accept and understand! I owe him so much! I stood up. "Alright! From now on,
don't let my husband torture me with technical issues, I'll do it!" At this moment, I took a dog tail, put some lubricant on it, and with a forceful thrust,
I stuffed it into Geng Dan's anus. What followed was a scream of agony! I put the dog head hood over Geng Dan
's head and stuffed the tiger head dilator into her vagina! I pinched her nipples with a nipple pincher! Geng Dan moaned and said,
"This is the first time I've felt such humiliation. Every part of my body has been violated. Please spare me. From now on, I'll call
you Mom." I had my husband step on her back so she would feel even more humiliated! Geng Dan said, "Ah...so good.
Step harder. The harder you step, the more comfortable I feel." My husband couldn't stand what he considered a farce,
so he opened the door and went out, sitting in the living room, turning on the computer, smoking, and playing games! But Geng Dan inside was still aroused, and Xiong
Fa's penis was hard again because he had been excited for a long time! This time, I made Geng Dan and Xiong Fa
lick my feet together, one on each side! Then I put a soft membrane on a high-heeled penis and made them lift their buttocks and kick it into their anus
! The moans and screams of the two of them once again ignited their inner passion! This training session lasted 7
hours. Xiong ejaculated 4 times and was lying on the ground, unable to get up! Geng Dan, lying on the ground, weakly said,
"Stepmother, I give up, please spare me, I'm too exhausted." When I opened the door to check on my husband, he
was asleep on the sofa in the living room...
Geng Dan and Xiong Fa have been serving me since they first met at the club in 2008.
They come to me for training 3-5 times a month, almost always at night. Due to their child's schooling, they
moved from Daqing to Harbin and now live near Nangang Garden Street! Geng Dan now spends most of her time as my husband's free
driver and errand runner! Xiong Fa calls me every two days to say hello!
If I were to evaluate each slave, I would honestly say that this couple is very submissive
and of good character! The only drawback is the social environment and career they have been exposed to;
it seems to have a somewhat vulgar, low-class feel to it. My evaluation is: good character, good submissiveness, warm-hearted,
knows how to release submissiveness, including the master's inner venting.
4. This Life and the Next Life
Everyone's views and insights on the life and understanding of sadomasochism may be different, just as everyone
has different views and beliefs about life and values in life! The key lies in whether you agree with it, even
if it is wrong. Everyone has a kind of wrong temptation in their heart, knowing it is wrong but going against it!
People are often so ridiculous! Everyone has multiple personalities and faces. Every day
when they leave the door of their home, they find a suitable mask to wear, and the truth behind the mask is not visible to others
. Everyone in this society has more or less hypocrisy! Sadomasochism is
one of the ways to get rid of these hypocrisies and show the true self!
As usual, this day was the same: going to work in the morning, having lunch at the company cafeteria, and in the afternoon
there were almost no people left at the company. Everyone went to do what they wanted to do, and of course! Me too! In the afternoon, I called
Han Jiao and Wan Xin to arrange a meeting at the club! This kind of life is very pleasant for me; life
is stress-free. I don't want to truly strive to become the monarch of a kingdom; I think that's too unrealistic!
Making others submit to me effortlessly, without power struggles or bloodshed in my life—
isn't that a kind of happiness?
As soon as I entered the club, the owner, Old Ye, was sitting at the bar chatting with two women. Old Ye turned around, saw
me, and greeted me with a smile, "Jialin's here! Come, let me introduce you to our new friends, these two..."
" Yes, Queen. This is Xu Xiaojing, and this is Wang Qi." "Hello." "Jialin, right? I've heard Lao Ye and the club
people often mention you. I've
heard so much about you. I hope we can become friends." Wang Qi said, handing me a cocktail. "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't drink." "How long have you been doing this?" "Not long, just a personal hobby. You
two chat first, I'll go make a call, sorry." Xu Xiaojing and Wang Qi both smiled and nodded. "You're busy." I sat
in the corner of the lobby, my head resting on the backrest, texting Han Jiao! At this time, seven slaves arrived. The boss, Lao
Ye, came over and asked me, "Slaves have arrived, want to play?" "No, Lao Ye, I'll wait for Han Jiao and the others. Let Miss Wang and the others
play first." Soon, screams and groans came from the private room. Now I'm
numb to the screams of these slaves. Thinking about how I'm sinking deeper and deeper into sadomasochism, I feel like I'm hopeless. Thinking of this,
I laughed self-deprecatingly! Just then, one of the servants who had gone in approached me, smiling, and said, "Are you the Queen
?" "Yes." "Why aren't you playing?" "Are you a dog?" "Hehe, yes." "Then how dare you
ask me why? Get out!" "Don't be angry, I just think your eyes and movements when you sit here have a
truly queenly demeanor." "Thank you for the compliment, go play, I'm waiting for someone!" "Yes, sir, you kneel and take your leave."
I couldn't help but laugh. This man was bald, with the kind of hairstyle that's considered "local support for the central government," and he looked to be
around 40 years old. His use of "you, sir" made me want to laugh, but I didn't dislike this kind of person. At least he had initiative
and a certain degree of servility. This enthusiasm and servility could be seen from his eyes and actions when he spoke to you, from a subtle
gesture! I believed his servility was quite good! Han Jiao and Wan Xin arrived, and we sat in the hall
chatting for a while. Han Jiao had recently been investing in stocks and had lost a lot of money! When she saw me, she just kept complaining about
being angry and depressed! I rolled my eyes at her. "You're in a good mood, can't you stop spoiling it?" Han Jiao stretched.
"Forget it, let's not think about it anymore. Let's go torture the slaves." The three of us walked in, and when we passed Wang Qi's room,
we saw Wang Qi severely whipping a slave, and Xu Xiaojing was using a steel needle to pierce that slave with a rope from a hanging ring
. And that slave was the one I had just seen who was supporting the Central Committee! Seeing us pass by, Wang Qi deliberately
shouted loudly to the slave, "What do you mean by accepting or not accepting? There's nothing I, Wang Qi, can't accept!" I didn't pay attention to Wang Qi,
but glanced at the slave. His eyes seemed to say to me, "Save me, this isn't what I want." I forced
a smile and walked over. "Wang Qi, how's my prospective private slave? Pretty good submissiveness, right?" "Oh? Your slave
, Jialin?" "Yes, let him go." I wasn't in the mood for training anymore. I dragged the slave to an empty private room and
made him wait. I went to ask Lao Ye for some medicine. Lao Ye gave me some red antiseptic, bandages, and Yunnan
Baiyao spray! I applied it to the slave! Looking at him, I asked, "Do you like playing like this? The look in your eyes just now was like you
were telling me to save you." "You can read my mind?" I smiled. "It's just a feeling, I don't know if it's accurate."
"Very accurate, indeed. I didn't expect them to treat me like this, I can't accept it." "Why did you like
this?" "It's a long story, but if you want to know, I'll answer you truthfully." "Tell me, I'm listening."
"My wife, who was with me through thick and thin for 20 years, passed away a year ago. Before, I was poor, and she never
complained about me, she suffered a lot for me. I'm the type who succeeds late, after she left, I became rich. I hate myself
for being useless and worthless, for not letting my wife have a single day of good life, so I wanted to torture myself. The pain gave me a thrill and stimulation
, but I never expected to have steel needles pierce my bones." I slowly wiped him with red medicine and cotton, and the slave kept
his head down and didn't say a word. His smile and eagerness to communicate were completely gone. I couldn't help but feel a little angry, thinking:
Wang Qi, is this what you call a queen? How can you do this kind of torture without even asking if the slave is okay with it?
What's the difference between this and street performers breaking stones on their chests or being stabbed with steel spears? It's disgusting! I looked back at
the slave and asked him, "Let's apply some of this potion first, then don't let them torture you anymore!" "Mistress, can I treat you to dinner
?
You're so kind." "I won't drink with slaves I don't know well, so dinner is out of the question." I completely lost
the mood for training him. I picked up my bag, said goodbye to Han Jiao and Wan Xin, and turned to leave. At this moment, I ran into Wang Qi. She came
out smiling and said to my slave, "If you can't handle it, don't come out to play. Isn't this embarrassing our Queen? If word gets out that
Queen Jialin's slaves can't accept anything, it'll be a laughing stock." "That's still
much better than some non-Queen street performers. Sadomasochism requires communication and understanding. What do you call this? Wang Qi, was your family originally pig butchers in the countryside
?
Or were your parents professional street performers? You must have been heavily influenced by your family from a young age." "Your parents
are street performers, and you're collecting money by banging a gong?" "Jialin, what do you mean by that?" "What do I mean? If you have
low comprehension, you should go to school! This is a high-class place, don't bring your street performer act here, it's disgusting!" Wang
Qi waved at me and turned back to her room. I saw that there were no slaves in her room; the slaves were all
staying in Han Jiao and Wan Xin's rooms! The Regional Support Center said to me, "Can you leave your phone number?" "No need, go back and
heal your injuries, take care of yourself, I'm leaving."
About half a month later, the Regional Support Center came to the club again, saying they wanted to see me. I thought to myself:
I've seen too many slaves like this, it's pointless, they just want me to take them as slaves. Their unique hairstyle is really a bit funny!
Text message: Hello Queen Jialin, I am so grateful for your help last time, for treating my wounds, and
for the falling out between me and the Queen! I don't want anything else, I just want to thank you! Please don't overthink it! I dare not ask for your acceptance!
I returned the call "Hey, Central, you don't need to be so polite." "Huh? Central? My name isn't Central,
it's Lu Qiang. It's just a small gift, nothing expensive, just a token of my appreciation. I hope you'll accept it to express
my gratitude." "Applying medicine is nothing, please don't mention the gift." "No, I think this gift is
perfect for you, it's not expensive at all, don't worry." "Okay, where are you?" "Hehe, I'm right
downstairs at the Carrefour entrance. Mr. Ye told me your information, I didn't dare bother you too much, so this is all I can do."
"I'm so confused, I'm at work. Give it to me another day." "Then tomorrow, see you at the club, okay?" "Okay,
best of luck, you're busy! Thank you."
The next day I went to the club, and he gave me two boxes. The first was a crystal ball, and the second
was a Plum Blossom brand leather watch. This suddenly reminded me of Lao Yuan. Holding these two gifts, I
couldn't express my feelings. I asked him, "Why did you give me a crystal and a watch?" "Your character is like crystal. Since you have such
good character, we should reward you, so we gave you a watch as well." In my opinion, character and reward
are two completely unrelated concepts. But why was it such a coincidence? This Lu Qiang also gave me a crystal
and a watch? I admit it! I immediately looked at Lu Qiang differently. I knew I had fallen into a misconception:
that everyone who gives me crystals and watches will be good to me! But this misconception wouldn't let me shake off. With
tears welling in my eyes, I said, "Be my slave, even though I haven't tested you yet." Lu Qiang was surprised. "
Why are you so moved by something so ordinary? The Plum Blossom watch is a high-quality replica, not real!" "Thank you for your honesty. It
has nothing to do with whether the watch is real or fake." "Then your eyes… I see you're about to cry, are you?" My tears finally
flowed uncontrollably. "Heh, yes, it's about a slave, my former slave. He's unforgettable.
He led me to many correct life choices." "It seems he's really important to you. I must strive to surpass
him." I glared at him with murderous intent. "You're talking nonsense! You're dreaming! You can never replace him!!"
Lu Qiang immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Master, I was wrong. Please don't be angry, Master. I just wanted to satisfy you."
"Forget it, you wouldn't understand. Get up, find any empty room, I'm going to train you."
During the training, Lu Qiang seemed very uninhibited. It could be said that he was very adept at handling this slave. He liked
tight rope bondage, direct use of "golden holy water" and saliva, and relatively heavy whipping. During the "golden"
process, the club had professional tools for direct "golden" treatment. There were many. I used a high-stepping stool, which is a
squat toilet with both feet on it. The slave stood half a meter below with his mouth open to catch the "golden." This way, he could see the master excreting the "golden" very clearly, but
it was wasteful! Lu Qiang ate the "golden" by chewing it with his tongue in his mouth and then slowly swallowing it bit by bit. He said
it was a delicacy! Many people can eat all the "golden" without leaving any, but I have never seen anyone rub "golden" on their teeth
and slowly savor it with saliva! There was also someone who took out a piece of "golden" and pressed it under the back of their tongue, slowly sharing the "golden" with saliva
! Lu Qiang's obsession with gold goes to a certain degree. He'll eat it in any way he wants. For example, he
'll deep-fry it, making sure it's coated in starch. He'll throw it in when the oil is 70% hot, and
take it out when it's 100% hot. He'll let it cool for about 3 minutes before eating it! Otherwise, it loses all its crispy and fragrant flavor
. I've smelled my deep-fried gold before, and surprisingly, it doesn't smell bad! Lu Qiang also likes to freeze gold.
He'll put small pieces of gold in a container, pour in water, and freeze it. Every morning, he'll pop one into his mouth.
Eventually, he'll even ask me for "holy water" (a type of water used in traditional Chinese medicine), saying, "Holy water mixed with gold tastes even better!" But the worst part
is that I don't really have a knack for rope tying. I only know a few ways to tie it, never achieving the variety
and versatility others possess! Maybe I just don't have that kind of interest or mindset! Lu Qiang is a meticulous and conscientious
person. After each training session with me, he had a special notebook where he
would write down his experiences as a slave using an old Hero brand fountain pen. He didn't tell me about this until later, when we were talking, he finally revealed that
he wrote down his thoughts every time! I let him show me, and it contained detailed records of every action
and detail of mine, including where I didn't do things correctly, what I should correct next time, and where I didn't perform well!
After reading it, I realized that Lu Qiang could do much more than just be a slave! Often, to understand a person, you
need to look at some details! I believe he will excel in his life, his work, and even his career!
People are afraid of getting to know each other. Over time, I learned about Lu Qiang's preferences, including his personality, favorite foods
, preferred entertainment, and ways of relaxing. Generally, men over 40 have seen through many things.
After a lifetime of hard work, they've achieved some success. But to put it another way:
if their achievement is 100, they only need 5% of that material wealth—and even that 5% might be an overstatement!
Men at this age often don't dwell on gains and losses, but rather focus on the details of relationships.
I still maintain that in everything you do, the first thing is to be a good person. Without integrity and kindness,
without magnanimity, you're essentially cutting off your own future. The same applies to sadomasochism. If you want your submissive to treat you
well, you must first carefully observe what kind of person they are. Then, you can exchange sincerity for their sincerity. A queen's
nobility and arrogance are necessary, but this is only reflected in the training process. The most important thing is to genuinely care for and treat
them with sincerity; in doing so, you will receive a great return! Often, in everything, don't just look at the immediate situation! Because this
is a different kind of emotion! This emotion doesn't surpass your familial love, but it may definitely surpass your friendship! It's
something that money and material things can't buy! At least that's what I think!
I often use Lu Qiang like Lao Yuan, often sitting by the Songhua River at Jiuzhan Station looking at the river
, treating him as an advisor. He also calls me when he encounters problems, asking for my advice on how to do things
! To be honest, based on my experience and knowledge in society, I can't compare to him at all. He
only seeks my advice to help me find psychological balance; he understands this! He thinks I don't understand
! Actually, I understand very well! Lu Qiang is also a very smooth person, always smiling and never getting angry
! When faced with an angry problem, he gives himself ten minutes to calm down, then five minutes to think
, and then tries to solve the problem properly! He treats everyone this way, including Geng Dan and Xiong Fa! Other slaves can't be
counted. I already have at least three private slaves around me, and two more who are just nominally private slaves.
At mealtimes, including my husband, there are five of us. We often chat together, with no concept of sadomasochism.
Old Lu and Geng Danxiong get along quite well. Old Lu is a warm-hearted person, always willing to help anyone who's busy, but
he needs more care and love. Old Lu has a daughter in high school at Harbin No. 1 High School, who is actually
my schoolmate. She's been raised by Old Lu since her mother's death. Old Lu hasn't remarried. The pressure from his career and daily life puts a strain on him.
It wasn't a small amount. Sometimes I wonder, is this the kind of pressure all men who build careers can bear?
In early 2010, Lao Lu's business went bankrupt. Before his wife died, he
fought for her and their child. After her death, his daughter became his only hope! All the money he earned was for his daughter's
future! Even facing bankruptcy and heavy debt, Lao Lu still called every day to check on me. And when I bought
rice or flour, this man in his forties would personally carry it upstairs for me. To be honest, I felt a little sorry for him
. Many times I said, "Don't come anymore, just settle your problems first! Is there anything I can do to help?" "Haha
, this is nothing to me, don't worry, I'll take care of it soon!" His optimistic
attitude made me feel even more sorry for him!
In March 2010, Lao Lu was involved in a car accident on the Harbin-Mudanjiang Expressway while overtaking a truck.
He died before he could be taken to the hospital. When they pulled Old Lu's body out of the large iron drawer in the morgue
, I only saw his hands. I couldn't bear to look anywhere else. I just held his hand briefly and
said, "Old Lu, I know you're worried. I'll take care of your daughter for you." I held Old Lu's cold hand and
bowed my head. This time, I didn't cry out loud, but I was more heartbroken than when Old Yuan went abroad. Why? Why take such
a person away? Why was it so unfair to him? Old Lu's funeral was very simple. He only
had one sister, and his sister's colleagues and his close friends attended. It seemed like it was just a
show for the dead. My husband, Geng Danxiong, and I went, and to be honest, the four of us cried
even harder than his family.
After the funeral for Lao Lu that day, I had a dream when I got home that night. I dreamt that Lao Lu smiled and said to me, "I'm leaving
. Take good care of my daughter." His voice was very clear. The next morning, Geng Dan called me and said, "My dear, I dreamt of
Lao Lu. He just smiled and waved goodbye to me without saying anything."
I went to find Lao Lu's daughter and told her the whole story. Her daughter cried uncontrollably
. The child's aunt only takes care of her occasionally, as she is also in a second marriage and faces many difficulties. Even now, I
often bring Lao Lu's daughter to my home to stay and cook her things she likes to eat. Seeing her makes me feel like she
is a continuation of Lao Lu. This is the best memento for me to remember him. This child is still being
supported by me, Geng Dan, and Xiong Fa. Now I am no longer at the club, but on an online platform. Sometimes, a portion of the training fees I receive
goes directly to the child. We often take turns picking up the child to stay at our home! Because that so-called home only
has the child himself left...
5. Unexpected
In reality, I've had 9 years of BDSM experience, which isn't a long time, but it's not short either. I've encountered
quite a few slaves, but I can only remember a very small number and type them into my computer! From a humanistic
perspective, being a slave is happier than being a master, because you are essentially the one being controlled and enjoying it, and
the number of masochists is definitely many times greater than the number of sadists! First of all, there's no need to look at the quantity! This thing
is absolutely about quality! Take BDSM for example, a slave who has been trained by many queens will not
cherish it, will never understand that a master-slave relationship can be established, and will not understand how to respect the other party. Therefore, this slave
will never understand the true meaning of BDSM in his lifetime, and will only like certain training methods (called projects on online platforms). So
, treating this kind of slave as a tool is giving him too much credit. Play with him however you like, and then get rid of him. There
's no need to cherish such a slave! Just treat him as... an appetizer before formal training? On the contrary! If
you encounter someone in the vast sea of slaves who is loyal to you and truly worships you, please cherish them!
Because they are truly rare!
The club allows me to have a lot of fun! There are many praiseworthy slaves here, and the queens are all true queens, each with
their own style. There is no monetary interest between slaves and queens! This is a pure land,
although the club is very expensive!
Every day when I go to the club, I select about five slaves. Actually, I don't enjoy the novelty of changing slaves
; I'm searching, searching for three or four truly good slaves before leaving the club! And often
, such good slaves possess the loyalty and worship of Lao Yuan and Lao Lu, and most importantly, that unwavering feminism
! What I need are exclusive slaves! Some slaves that truly belong to me! Because I am the queen! I am
the monarch of this little world!
Because the club's number of slaves is increasing, there are only nine registered "Queens" who regularly visit,
while there are over 700 registered male slaves. Nearly 80 to 100 slaves visit the club daily,
resulting in a significant discrepancy between the number of Queens and slaves! The owner, Lao Ye, invited the regular slaves and Queens to dinner and asked everyone to ask their friends if any of them
were willing to join the club as Queens. He proposed that from a certain day forward, the club fees for the nine Queens would be completely free!
One of the male S's, Zhang Jian, suggested that he had a female slave who worked at a bank and could probably become a Queen! Zhang Jian arrogantly
said, "My slave should be able to become a Queen, no less than any of the nine of them," pointing at us!
That made me really angry. "If you have any ideas, keep them to yourself! And stop gesturing like that
, who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? In our eyes, you're not even worthy of being a slave licking shoe soles
!" "Hehe, Queen Jialin is angry? Quite a sour temper!" "What? Want to try?" Wan Xin smiled
, slowly pouring wine into her glass, her eyes narrowed as she looked at Zhang Jian, pouring the wine very
slowly! No one spoke in the room at that moment; the air froze! Old Ye smiled, trying to save face for both sides. "Haha,
alright, alright, stop joking. Zhang Jian, then I'll leave it to you! Jialin, you liked this earlier, she's a natural
queen, so you should also take care of her! Everyone else, please pay attention too, we all like this kind of thing!"
Seeing that Old Ye had given both sides a way out, I couldn't refuse. "Brother Ye, you're the only one here who doesn't like sadomasochism,
are you going to leave?" This joke wasn't actually funny! But everyone was laughing, trying
to salvage the awkward situation that had just occurred! At this moment, Zhang Jian smiled disdainfully, "Oh, it seems I really misjudged Queen Jialin
. I pointed to all the other queens and none of them had a problem, only you. You're truly a natural-born woman." "Hehe, it seems Zhang..."
"Is the big boss angry?" "No, I never get angry with kids. I've just heard a lot of slaves talk about you, and I really want to experience
your style." "How do you want to experience it?" "Huh? Aren't you the queen? Do I need to teach you this?
It seems the rumors about you from the other slaves are just empty words." "Hehe, don't worry, you'll experience it.
" "Then I'll be waiting, I'm rooting for you!" During our two-hour conversation, Lao Ye forced a smile and
listened as if it were a joke, and everyone else was laughing too! Wan Xin kept holding a wine bottle and squinting at Zhang Jian,
while Han Jiao's gaze towards Zhang Jian could kill! Xu Danqing wanted to stand up, but Han Jiao pressed her down, a
move that everyone present saw! Wan Xin smiled and said to me, "Jialin, are you going to the restroom?" "
Yes, let's go." As soon as we went out, we heard Zhang Jian say inside, "Kid, I really don't care about you, you're nothing! A virgin!"
"I fucking hate arrogant women the most, really. These queens here, please don't take offense!" Old Ye quickly advised. "
Hey! Zhang Jian, what are you doing? You're the male lead too! Everyone has their own interests. The queens are all younger than you. As the
older brother, you should just joke around. Treat them like little sisters. You know these girls are temperamental.
" "I really don't know. So what if they're temperamental? I just don't tolerate that." Hearing this, Wan Xin pulled me aside
and said, "When we go out later, you, Han Jiao, Danqing, and I, the four of us, will teach this Zhang guy a lesson." "
I've been meaning to do that for a while. Let's find something that can make him bleed." Wan Xin looked surprised. "What? A fight
?" "And what color are you talking about?" "I mean, when we get back to the table, we'll all
give him a piece of our mind and make him lose face." "Wan Xin, I don't think that will work. Let's do it my way." I patted
her and went back to the private room. Zhang Jian glared at me when he saw me come back. I smiled and sat down in
my seat. Almost no one had touched the dishes on the table. Everyone knew what Lao Ye had asked them to do, so they all got up
and left. The four of us went downstairs first. Wan Xin quickly told Han Jiao and Dan Qing my intentions
. Dan Qing took out a tear gas canister from her handbag and said to me, "I was planning to deal with an unexpected thug, but it seems
it'll have to sacrifice itself early today." When we got downstairs, we stood across the street. I called Zhang Jian on my phone. "
Brother Zhang Jian, it's me, Jia Lin. What happened to you just now? Were you angry with me? It seems there's been a misunderstanding between us. I
wanted to talk to you privately." "What do you mean?" "It's okay, I'm just a kid. If I did something wrong,
I want to apologize to you in person." "Hehe, so gentle now?" "Yeah, you scolded me just now, and it
actually felt pretty good. I don't know if I have the potential to be a slave." "Hehe, where are you?" "I'm right across the street." "
What are you doing there? Come here!" "Oh no, I'm just embarrassed." "You're so pathetic! It seems women
are all masochistic creatures. Wait for me!" (Hangs up) I've tolerated him for so long, and he fell for it! He's coming over! "
When Zhang Jian came over, I was the only one standing there, hands in my pockets, holding the tear gas canister, fingers
hooked on the spray knob. He gave me a cold look, 'What? Want to be my slave?' I smiled slightly, quickly took out
the canister, and sprayed it in his face. He immediately covered his eyes and yelled, 'Ouch! I fuck your mother!' I
grabbed his hair with both hands and slammed my knee into his head. 'Fuck who? Huh? Who fucked who? Today
I'm going to fuck your mother in real life!' Han Jiao, Wan Xin, and Xu Danqing immediately rushed up and started kicking and punching Zhang Jian in the face. Han Jiao
and Xu Danqing each grabbed one of Zhang Jian's arms, while Wan Xin and I kicked Zhang Jian's face hard with our high heels! I yelled at
Wan Xin, 'Give me your car keys!' 'The car isn't locked.' I quickly ran over, opened the back door, took out
the steering wheel lock, ran back, and smashed the lock into Zhang Jian's face six times!" Zhang Jian's face and head were a bloody mess.
I admit that when I'm angry, I don't care about the other person's life or death! My goal is to kill you!
To let you know the consequences of offending me! To make you truly understand what regret is! These six blows were quite heavy. Han Jiao
immediately pulled me away. "Jialin, stop! You'll kill him!" "Get out of here! I want to kill him,
whether it's execution or imprisonment, I'll accept it!" At this moment, Wan Xin and Dan Qing also snatched the car lock from my hand, because they knew
I wasn't joking! I quickly ran back and kicked Zhang Jian's head repeatedly. "Let me show you
what a queen's personality is! Have you learned your lesson? Huh? Have you learned your lesson? Tell me! Have you learned your lesson?" My feet
kept kicking! Finally, Zhang Jian said, "I have, I have learned my lesson!" because his eyes were too heavy to open! I
was breathing heavily. "Every word I said wasn't a joke. What did you just say? Fuck whose mother? I'm asking you, is
your mother still alive? I'm going to fuck your mother! Tell the old lady to prepare herself! If I can't do it,
I'm your son! Do whatever you want! I'll play along!" At this moment, Wan Xin drove up in the car. "Everyone get in the car, don't
worry about this piece of trash! He's just a dog's life, let him die if he wants."
Zhang Jian didn't call the police, and we all knew that things wouldn't end like this. I never expected that what started as
a fun sadomasochistic relationship would escalate to this point. When I got home, my husband, Xiao Lü, was out of town working on a project,
so I called him and told him everything. To my surprise, he didn't
blame me; he just said he understood and would handle it when he got back. That night, Wan Xin called me and asked me to come stay at her place so we could
discuss how to resolve the situation, because Zhang Jian had been badly beaten! Wan Xin's father was
a leader in the public security and judicial departments, not a high-ranking official, but powerful and influential. Wan Xin's family members were all
involved in shady or legally borderline businesses, but this wasn't apparent in Wan Xin herself; at least, she
didn't seem to carry the taint of society. Wan Xin's older cousin doted on her, though he was much older, already in his forties
. He owned several large Kamaz trucks, specializing in hauling waste. Wan Xin told
her cousin what had happened. He said, "It's alright, beating him up was deserved, but then again, you
guys were pretty bold. That big man beating up several of you shouldn't be a problem! Also, you didn't know your
own strength, you didn't know your limits. I'll talk to him about this; it's not a big deal, you don't need to worry about it, it's
none of your business."
The next day, I went to work as usual, ate lunch, and in the afternoon, I called them all to go
to the club. I was thinking: I haven't done what I promised Zhang Jian, and that's it! To be honest...
This has nothing to do with the family, and as for asking me to punch and kick an old lady, I could say it, but
I would never do such a thing! But in the heat of the moment, since I'd already said it, I had to do it!
Who should I talk to? Just then, Geng Dan called. "Greetings to Mom. Come over for dinner tonight, we'll have hot pot."
"Okay, I have something to tell your Xiong Fa." "Hehe, what is it, Mom? It's the same if you tell me."
"Um... nothing much, just that someone offended me." "Oh my god, who is it! I'll call someone right now! Who!
Let's go find him now!" Geng Dan seemed very eager to help. "No need, no rush." "Dear stepmother, you don't know
, in things like this, you should strike first." "I don't know, but listen to me, we'll talk tonight." "Welcome!"
The club already knew what had happened. Old Ye came up and yelled at me, "You're too much of a troublemaker!
First it was Geng Dan, now it's Zhang Jian. You can't just react like this to the slightest disagreement!" "Who told me to be born with
this wicked nature? If it were someone who disrespected the Queen before, they should have been executed. But it's okay, Geng Dan
was beaten into submission by me before, maybe Zhang Jian was beaten to a pulp by me too? What do you say, Old Ye?" "Where did you get all this twisted logic from
!
See if your little Lü doesn't scold you to death when she gets back." "Life and death are up to fate, Old Ye. This is my nature. I like
being proud and noble, and I won't tolerate being violated. Otherwise, I'll really get angry, no kidding! Otherwise, how did I end up on
the Queen's path of no return?" "Then you shouldn't have actually hit her. I never would have guessed you were like this before, you're really
wild!" "Not gentle anymore, huh?" "Stop being cheeky! Be serious!" "Did Zhang Jian tell you he got
beaten up?" "Of course, he called me asking me to come save him." I said with a smile, "A grown man like you still has the nerve
to ask for help?" "Can't you be serious?" "Then tell me, what attitude should I have? How serious should I be
?" "Aren't you going to tell me how to solve this? Fine! I'm not talking to you anymore!" I turned and left! I didn't call
him back, and I went back inside to choose and train my slaves! But before I could even start, Old Ye rushed over,
grabbed my arm, and dragged me to his office! He slammed the door shut and yelled at me, "How careless are you?
Don't you have any self-awareness? Huh? You're hopeless!" "What else can I do? Get angry
? Reflect on myself? I've thought about it over and over, and I don't regret what I did! I don't regret what I did!" Old Ye remained silent for a long time
, and I also lowered my head in silence. Old Ye lit a cigarette and quietly said, "Go apologize to him, and give him some
money for medical expenses. The apology should be sincere, and that'll be the end of it. I've already talked to Zhang Jian about it." "Why
didn't he call the police?" "How could he call the police? What would he say? That there's a club here, we're all into BDSM, and I
looked down on a queen and got tricked into coming out and being beaten? And that his family members all know about this private matter? Sister Lin! Grandma!
Please use your noble heels to think about this problem!" "Then not calling the police proves I haven't broken the law, it's none of my
business. I don't know how to apologize, I've never known what an apology is! What about money? I don't have any either, I only have one life!" "Hey! You're
right about that last point! If you don't apologize, he'll retaliate against you. What kind of person is Zhang Jian?" "What kind
of person?" "You can imagine, do you think he could hire a group of people to rob you, beat you, or rape you!" " I'm not afraid of
thieves stealing, but I'm afraid of thieves eyeing me." "Then I can call the police." "But do you want that?" Actually, I've
thought of that too. I nodded and said, "Old Ye, you're right." "Hey! That's more like it!" "Okay, I understand
, I know what to do." "Yes, apologize. It doesn't matter how much money it is, just get the gist of it,
okay!" "I walked straight out of Lao Ye's office. Lao Ye was right, Zhang Jian is indeed that kind
of person, I understand! But my approach wasn't to apologize or pay him money, but to make things even worse for him! I made
him completely afraid of me, so he wouldn't dare have any other thoughts about me. If he did, I had to nip it in the bud! Finding Zhang Jian
's address wasn't difficult; the club has a database! I asked for his address under the guise of apologizing
, but Lao Ye said he wasn't home, that he was lying about being on a business trip and was currently staying at his female slave's house! He
gave me the address of the female slave's house! That way, I knew both addresses." Thank you, Lao Ye. Please tell Zhang Jian that
I will apologize to him soon.
That evening, I went to Geng Dan and Xiong Fa's house and told them about this. Xiong Fa's method was: find a few
people, without hitting or scolding him, to squat outside his house, following him to work, to school, to leave work, and to stay
there all the time. You sit at your doorstep! Occasionally, you play pranks! As for his female slaves, whenever they see him come out,
a few of them go up and start swearing in those so-called underworld slang terms! Even though Xiong Fa explained it to me, I didn't understand. I just waved
my hand and said, "You handle it. Don't harm his family's health and safety!" Xiong Fa nodded and asked me, "Master,
how much should we go about this?" "To the point where he takes the initiative to invite me to dinner, apologizes, and admits his mistakes." "Okay,
I understand!"
Another day passed, and I went to pick up Lu Qiang's daughter to go shopping for clothes. Because it was almost the end of the season, little Lu waved her hand,
"Sister, I don't need any clothes. I can still wear the ones left over from last year." "Don't talk nonsense, come with me, I'll pick out a few
clothes for you." I didn't want to explain too much to little Lu because I knew that when Lu Qiang was alive, he would definitely
change his daughter's clothes every season and dress her up beautifully. Old Lu said that he always felt happy when he saw his daughter looking beautiful
. I didn't want much; I just wanted her to live as well as her father had ever lived!
Of course, this is impossible, but I can only do my best! Perhaps this is a comfort to the dead
!
Although I don't know if there's another dimension or if Lao Lu can know, I only know that doing this will make me feel
better! I took Xiao Lu to Hongbo to have a fur coat cleaned for her. Seeing her
genuine joy and beauty in that coat, I felt gratified standing beside her! I thought: Lao Lu, do you see? Your daughter
is getting more and more beautiful! Thinking about this always brings a pang of sadness! Forget it! Don't think about it anymore. If the living are happy
, the dead will rest in peace! (Personal opinion, for reference only)
When I got home that night, I received a call from Zhang Jian: "So you know people in the underworld, huh? Trying to play these games with me? You even
sent someone to my house? What do you want?" "Well, since it's my child, I'll be straightforward. I don't want to
apologize to you, and I don't want to pay you money. I'll play until you submit." "Don't you think you're a bit too green?"
"It's no use telling me this. What's with all this 'young' stuff? We're in the game now. I've said it before, I'll play
however you want. What do you want to play? If it doesn't work, we can try something else." "What do you want?" "Go to the club
, kneel down! Kneel! Say 'Grandma, I was wrong!'" "That's impossible." "Then let's continue the game. You
can have someone kill me, beat me, or have other ideas. I don't care, you just have to kneel down."
In the end, Zhang Jian gave in. He had Lao Ye call Xiao Lü and ask him to return to Harbin. Lao Ye acted as
the mediator and made peace.
Location: Jingu Building. Old Ye: "The matter is settled, it was all caused by a misunderstanding. Let's resolve
this and clear things up. From now on, we can each do our own thing. Okay, you two talk it over, there's no need to argue, okay?" Xiao
Lü lit a cigarette. "Alright! Since Old Ye says to resolve this amicably, then I'll make my stance clear. Old Ye,
I'll definitely give you face. You meant well, thank you!" Old Ye nodded helplessly... Xiao Lü took a deep drag of his cigarette
and slowly exhaled. "Zhang Jian, right? My surname is Lü, Jia Lin's husband. Let's not beat around the bush today. I
have a few questions I'd like to ask you." "Go ahead." "Did my wife offend you, or do you dislike my wife
? Please give me an answer." "Well, it started as a joke, but I didn't expect it to become so serious and escalate."
I smiled. "Are you even a man? Why don't you dare admit it?" Xiao Lü slapped me. "Don't interrupt! Okay! Zhang Jian,
so you're admitting this joke went too far?" "I don't think I went too far. Maybe it's
just your wife's nature." "Is that your reason, Zhang Jian? You, a grown man, making a
joke that's so confrontational with a woman?" "Okay, then I admit I went too far." "Okay! Since you admit the joke went too far
, let's keep things separate. Apologize to my wife!" Zhang Jian's expression immediately became uneasy. "That's not right!
I apologize? Your wife hired at least three groups of gangsters to ambush me, including at my house, at the slave girl's house, and there was another group that came to talk to me
. What about the injuries your wife inflicted on me?" Xiao Lü smiled. "I said, let's keep things separate. Yours apologizes first, and ours..."
"Let's follow the steps?" Zhang Jian was clearly exasperated. "Fine! Sorry! The joke went too far! Is that enough?" Xiao
Lü smiled again, took a small sip of tea, and shook her head. "Not sincere enough." "Then what else do you want
?" "Hehe, Zhang Jian, I don't know what you do and I don't want to know. You can act all aggressive towards a woman, so I
don't even consider you a threat! Do you really think we're nothing? Didn't you hear what I said?
You're not sincere enough! Wasn't I speaking clearly?" Zhang Jian turned to face me. "Sorry, Jialin, the joke went
too far. I apologize." I nodded slightly. "Okay, it's alright, it's okay, I didn't take it to heart." "Then
don't let those people hang around my door anymore. You'll have to pay to hire people for my family." "I 'm also having trouble sleeping and eating.
This isn't good for either of us." "I didn't spend a penny on those people; my servant found them for me," Xiao Lü interjected.
"As for the impact this has had on your family's work and life, I sincerely apologize
. As long as you don't cause trouble for my wife again, I guarantee this won't happen again!" "Okay, I understand
." Xiao Lü took an envelope from his bag. "Here, Zhang Jian, I think the responsibility for this is 50/50.
You have your faults, and my wife has hers. I'm a fair person. This is compensation for you.
I'm sorry, I didn't bring much change with me when I left home. There's 700 yuan in this envelope. Take it and use it to supplement your nutrition
. If you think it's acceptable, then this matter is over." I almost burst out laughing. 700?? Is this how you treat a beggar?
Old Ye had been listening to the conversation from the side, leaning against the tea seat. He could tell that Zhang Jian was a cowardly, sleazy
, and despicable loser. He said, "Zhang Jian, it's half the responsibility. 700 is quite a lot, keep it."
The most ridiculous thing was that Zhang Jian nodded and pocketed the 700 yuan! Xiao Lü stood up, dusted off his clothes, and said
, "Alright, I've given Old Ye enough face. The matter is settled. Let me tell you something before you leave: if I were
here, without my wife lifting a finger, I guarantee you won't leave this restaurant alive! Damn it! Also, if you want to play around in the future,
play with some men. Don't fucking mess with women, it's a laughingstock! Got it?" Old Ye had completely seen through Zhang Jian's
weakness and character. "Haha, you've never even been able to play with a woman, Zhang Jian, you... hehe." Zhang Jian
didn't say a word, wearing his coat, and glanced at Xiao Lü. Xiao Lü frowned. "What are you looking at? Huh?
What are you looking at?" Lao Ye immediately pulled Xiao Lü away. "Hey, hey, stop fooling around. This is a public place. Let it go, let it go." "I wasn't looking at
anything. I'm getting dressed."
This unexpected incident was resolved just like that. Xiao Lü
invited Wan Xin, Han Jiao, Dan Qing, Wan Xin's cousin, Xiong Fa, and Geng Dan to Fushun Tiantian. He gave Wan Xin's cousin some money to express his sincere gratitude. Wan
Xin's cousin didn't accept the money and chatted very congenially with Xiao Lü. Later, Wan Xin's cousin often spent time with Xiao Lü and even
subcontracted some projects from Xiao Lü.
Later, I asked Xiao Lü, "Aren't you angry with me?" "No, I'm not angry with you. I get
very angry when someone disrespects my wife. If I were there, the consequences might be more serious." I know he cares about me a lot, but I don't
know how to reciprocate his feelings. No matter how intimate the physical contact or how sweet the words, nothing can compare to
his feelings and care for me. So I chose to remain silent, gave him a look, and he understood
what I meant. He smiled slightly at me, stepped on the gas, and we went home to sleep!

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