Slaves in the soft sleeper carriage

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On the speeding train, in the same sleeper compartment, our relationship was completely different from before; we were now clearly in a master-slave relationship. So when I apologized and said that I could only get train tickets, she became much kinder, smiling helplessly and letting it go. Although she wasn't quite clear on what sadomasochism was, she was very talented. In her words, there were too many men in the world who wanted to kneel at her feet, but few were as sincere and loyal as me.

I no longer needed to hide my adoration in front of her. After boarding the train and putting away my luggage, as soon as I closed the sliding door of my compartment, I knelt down with a thud, crawled to her feet, and kissed the tips of her shoes. "Mom, you've worked hard. Sit down and rest for a bit."

She stepped over my head and sat on another bunk. "Let me massage your feet."

She leaned back against the blanket and pillow. "Okay." I held her ankles with both hands, placed the heels of her shoes on my chest, took off her riding boots, put them on the ground, and began to massage her feet.

"Hehe, you don't think it's dirty?" she laughed.

"In my eyes, nothing about you is dirty," I said sincerely. She smiled and said, "Actually, it's good enough that you're here with me like this." Her gaze, somewhat complicated, drifted out the window.

I couldn't help but repeatedly bring my nose close to smell her feet. Her feet were both soft and fragrant, truly a rare beauty. Lost in the wonderful sensation of massaging her feet, I was suddenly struck by a knock at the door. I immediately scrambled up and sat upright on the opposite bed, adopting a gentlemanly posture. A hotel attendant entered, registering the guests' IDs. After the attendant left, I eagerly knelt down beside her bed again. She said, "Xiao Jian, get up. You've been tired these past few days. Lie down and rest." I said, touched, "Thank you, Mom. I'm not tired. Serving you is my duty."

She pretended to be angry and said, "Be good, get on the bed."

I got into bed, my eyes gazing tenderly at her beauty. She glanced at me sideways and scolded, "What are you looking at me for! Go to sleep."

In the late-night train compartment, Ma Yanli was asleep with her headphones on. A movie was playing on a loop on the TV screen. She was exhausted. I quietly got up and knelt in front of her seat, gently embracing her legs and pressing my face against her jeans. Her near-perfect feet were before my eyes. The same feet from last night were once again at my lips. I gently kissed and licked them repeatedly, carefully savoring the pleasure they brought me.

My passionate kisses seemed to infect Ma Yanli as well. Half-asleep, she let out a soft moan, enjoying my tongue, my adoration, her toes brushing against my earlobe.

I gently licked the soles of her feet, my adoration tinged with tenderness. At that moment, I treated these beautiful feet like my lover, comforting them with my whole being.

My passionate kiss stirred a certain arousal within Ma Yanli even in her dream. She gradually relaxed her body, occasionally using her legs to clamp my face and lift it upwards. I understood she wanted me to kiss her from above. I slowly moved my lips and tongue upwards, following the tight legs of her jeans towards her sanctuary.

Through the crotch of her jeans, a sweet fragrance wafted into my nose. It was unbelievable that her private parts could emit such a scent. I licked her crotch with my tongue. Even through the thick fabric, I think she could still feel it, especially as I occasionally sucked on her crotch, exhaling warm breath to warm her groin. Ma Yanli was somewhat awakened by my licking. Her eyes remained slightly closed, but her breathing became rapid. She lay flat and began to tightly clamp my hair between her legs, her hands already on her breasts. Soon, the crotch of her jeans was soaked, not just with my saliva. She suddenly lifted her buttocks, pulling down her jeans, and grabbed my hair, pressing it towards her private parts.

I buried my head between her legs. Good heavens, she wasn't wearing underwear! That beautiful paradise, exuding sweet, fragrant juices, I opened my mouth and took it all in, savoring it.

Ma Yanli had already started moaning, grabbing my hair and pressing my head tightly between her legs. I licked it with my tongue, then nudged it with my nose; my penis was about to burst through my pants.

"Little rascal, little sweetheart, um… I can't take it anymore, don't stop," Ma Yanli murmured incessantly.
I licked and sucked even harder until I felt the juices in my mouth suddenly increase, and her legs went weak. I knew she had reached her climax, and my face and mouth were covered in her sweet juices. I didn't move, but gently continued to kiss her private parts.

After a while, she finally released me from between her legs. "You little thing, I didn't expect you to be so good with your mouth. Did you train?"

"No, it's your sacred place that makes me so aroused," I answered, kneeling on the ground, then hugging her legs and pressing my face against them.

"Alright, I need to go to the toilet." Ma Yanli kicked me away and sat up. I knelt on the ground and hugged her legs again.

"What are you doing? I'm bursting."

"I... Mom... I... Please, Mom, pee in my mouth." I pleaded, head bowed.

"Pee in your mouth? What? You really want to drink my pee?" Ma Yanli was surprised.

"Yes, Mom, being your chamber pot is what I want to do too."

After a long silence, "I understand. No wonder some pervert said on my blog that he wanted to drink my pee. You little pervert, hehe. Okay, lie down."

I lay on the floor of the carriage. The VIP sleeper was carpeted, so it wasn't cold at all. With the swaying of the train, my heart pounded. Ma Yanli stood up and faced me. There was only one monitor in the carriage, and I couldn't see her expression. She could only see my outline. She spread her legs and squatted down on my mouth.

I held Ma Yanli's labia in my mouth, pressing my tongue against the bottom of her urethra. I immediately felt a surge of heat, and a stream of warm urine shot into my mouth, foaming like beer. The strong, pungent smell of urine instantly assaulted my nose, and my tongue felt a sour, astringent sensation. But the adoration I felt for Ma Yanli, the novelty of it all, was so stimulating that I swallowed recklessly, even faster than she was urinating. I began to suckle at her urethral opening, and she released fluids from her body like a breastfeeding mother. I even started wondering which of these were the beer she'd been drinking and which were the champagne. Until the last few drops squeezed into my mouth. I don't know how long this lasted. Throughout the entire process, Ma Yanli squatted on my face and began urinating without hesitation. Perhaps she had been holding it in for too long, but most people experience some discomfort the first time they urinate into someone else's mouth, unless that person is so noble that they've always looked down on others. Ma Yanli had been that kind of person for far too long.

Ma Yanli pulled up her jeans, sat down, lit a cigarette, and remained silent. She crossed her legs, drew back the curtains, and gazed at the fleeting lights outside the car.

I slowly got up from the floor, gently wrapped my arms around her calves, and rested my head on her thighs. She didn't resist, silently stroking my hair with her hand, an action like a young mother forgiving her naughty son's misbehavior. A surge of emotion welled up inside me, and my eyes filled with tears. Yes, tears. I didn't know if I had lost my mind, if I was under some kind of spell. A thirty-year-old man, kneeling at the feet of a thirty-two-year-old woman, having just performed oral sex on her and drunk her urine, now, with tears welling in his eyes from her gentle touch, felt a desire to forever kneel at her feet, to forever worship her as his goddess, like a devout religious believer worshipping their living Buddha. I knelt at her feet again, gently rubbing my face against her ankles and kissing her large feet.

"Mom," I whispered while kissing her, yes, it came out so naturally, "Mom, I want to serve you forever, to submit to you forever."

"What?" Ma Yanli was suddenly stunned.

"Yes," I looked up at her with sincere eyes, "I mean it, you are my goddess, but no love can express my worship for you like the love I have for my mother. So, I beg you to accept your lowly son." With that, I bowed to her jade-like feet like a devout believer. Ma Yanli
seemed to understand my meaning, somewhat moved, she gently stroked my head a few times with her large, white feet, then hooked my chin with her toes, "Alright, no need to kowtow anymore. You kowtowed quite a bit when you recognized me as your master a few days ago. There are many men in this world who want to kneel at my feet, but I never give them a second glance. Do you know why I chose you?"

"I don't know… Mother." Actually, this had always been a question for me.

"Hehe, because I drank too much yesterday." Before I could answer, she smiled and continued, "That day I saw you kneeling before my chair, apologizing."

So she had already seen it.

"I've never really believed in your loyalty. There are many people like you around me, all trying to use me—either my body or my money. But that kneeling of yours made me a little more convinced." "
I have to admit that before that, I was regretting what happened last night. I rarely drink too much; alcohol really makes things worse." She paused slightly. "But just now, I didn't regret it." "

Just now?"

"Just now…you…drinking…I don't know how to express it, but I felt like I was breastfeeding you, and you really felt like my child. I haven't felt this way in a long time. You know I have a daughter…" "

Now I believe you genuinely want to recognize me as your mother. I like you the way you are now, and I'm very happy. So, I'll accept you as my eldest son. But remember, it's still the same thing: can you really listen to your mother in everything and do everything she says? The most precious thing you have, to me, is loyalty."

"Yes," I replied, "I can do it. I'll prove it with time."

I could tell that my answer pleased Ma Yanli greatly. She cupped my face and kissed my forehead.
"Go get me a face mask. I'm so tired, I forgot."

"Yes, Mom."

[The End]

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