Neighbor 1-111

Author: Zi Xu
Word Count: 581250 (1-111)
Neighbor (I)
Su An'an moved into her newly purchased apartment and had her first encounter with Tong Yan in the elevator. She was immediately captivated by Tong Yan's aura.
Tong Yan was in her late thirties, tall yet voluptuous, the kind of beauty that grows on you. Her well-fitting designer clothes exuded elegance without being ostentatious. She wore light makeup and all the jewelry a woman should have, all exquisitely crafted, dignified without being seductive.
Su An'an suspected that Tong Yan was a woman who lived a life of luxury at home and was domineering at work.
For some reason, An'an became interested in Tong Yan. Perhaps it was the professional sensitivity of a journalist, but An'an felt there was something else in her heart—perhaps it was impulsiveness? An'an learned from the neighborhood committee director that Tong Yan was the deputy director of the Civil Affairs Bureau and was unmarried.
After graduating from university, Tong Yan was assigned to work as a teacher at a kindergarten under the Civil Affairs Bureau.
There was a little girl named Tiantian whose parents died in a car accident. Tiantian had no other relatives, so Tong Yan took pity on her and adopted her.
Tong Yan had several relationships, but each time her boyfriends left her because she insisted on treating Tiantian as their own and not having her own children after marriage.
Some men were infatuated with Tong Yan and willing to accept her conditions, but she didn't like them.
Later, Tong Yan was transferred to the bureau and promoted to section chief and then deputy director. She became addicted to her official position and put down the matter of settling down.
However, she became obsessed with adopting children, taking one more from a distant relative in a remote rural area and two more from an orphanage under the Civil Affairs Bureau. Both were girls named Jiaojiao, Shunshun, and Congcong.
An'an met these four girls. Tiantian was eighteen, Jiaojiao was eighteen, Shunshun was eighteen, and Congcong was only eighteen.
Of the four children, Congcong was the most beautiful, like a porcelain doll.
Tian Tian is quite pretty, especially her bright, expressive phoenix eyes.
Jiao Jiao and Shun Shun, on the other hand, are a bit less attractive.
All four children attend the same school.
Tian Tian is like a little adult, getting up early every morning to buy groceries, prepare breakfast for her mother, and then quickly eat something before going to school.
At noon, Tong Yan eats at the company cafeteria, while the children don't come home; they eat at a small student canteen run by a private family near the school.
In the afternoon, all four children come home early. If their mother doesn't call to say she has a social engagement and won't be home for dinner, Tian Tian prepares a sumptuous dinner for her. An
An lives on the floor above Tong Yan and rarely sees her.
People living in the apartment building generally don't interact much.
Sometimes, An An specifically goes to Tong Yan's floor to take the elevator just to bump into her.
One weekend afternoon, An An came downstairs to wait for the elevator and bumped into Shun Shun coming out.
"Shun Shun, going out to play?"
An An, seeing no one around, seized the opportunity to talk to Shun Shun.
"I didn't go out to play. The underwear I washed for my mom was drying on the balcony and the wind blew it away. I went down to pick it up for her."
Shunshun looked wary when she spoke to An'an, but she was still a child and didn't understand the ways of the world, arguing with someone she didn't know.
"Oh? Shunshun is such a good girl. Doesn't your mom wash her own clothes?"
An'an asked Shunshun softly.
"Why are you asking this? I'm not telling you!"
Shunshun was quite clever and didn't want to talk to An'an anymore.
"Hehe.
Shunshun, your mom told Auntie you're a good girl.
Auntie thinks your mom is bragging!"
An'an didn't need to use too much trickery to deal with children.
"My mom doesn't brag!"
Shunshun retorted angrily.
"Then tell Auntie, how exactly are you a good girl?"
An'an provoked her.
"I wash my mom's underwear and socks. Every day when she comes home from work, her feet are itchy, so I..."
Shunshun blurted out, then suddenly remembered something and stopped herself.
"Shunshun! Hurry up and come back inside! Are you looking for a beating?"
Tiantian heard Shunshun talking to someone at the elevator entrance and came out to pull Shunshun inside.
An'an thought that if she provoked Shunshun a few more times, Shunshun would inevitably tell her, but this was ruined, leaving her feeling somewhat disappointed.
Downstairs, An'an saw the cleaning lady, Suyun, doing her cleaning.
An'an suddenly realized that Suyun might know something; after all, she had worked there for a year or two, and no one knew the apartment residents better than the cleaning staff.
An'an smiled and walked towards Suyun.
"Miss Su, going to work on the weekend?"
Downstairs, the cleaning lady, Suyun, greeted An'an warmly, her face showing a fawning expression.
"Oh...no. Are you busy, ma'am?"
An'an replied very politely.
"No rush, no rush. Miss Su, is there anything you need me to do?"
Su Yun flattered An An.
"Nothing much. I'm just off today, and I'm feeling a bit bored by myself. I wanted to chat with someone..."
An An had originally gone to work but changed her mind at the last minute.
"Oh, Miss Su, you're too kind. If you don't mind that I'm just an uneducated country bumpkin, please come to my room and I'll keep you company."
Su Yun was a little flattered that An An wanted to chat with her.
"Hehe, that's great... Won't that interfere with your work?"
"No, no. I've already finished."
An An followed Su Yun to the cleaning staff's work area at the back.
The room was a bit messy and dirty because there were two cleaning staff in this apartment building who took turns working every other day, and neither of them wanted to put in the extra effort to clean their own work area.
"That Ms. Tong on the twelfth floor is really kind-hearted. I heard she didn't even get married to raise her adopted daughter."
An An reluctantly sat down in the work area, which had an unpleasant smell. Perhaps unable to stand the smell, she asked the question she was concerned about before she was even settled in.
"Tch! What kind of kindness do you have? You don't know... It's their private matter, I shouldn't gossip."
Su Yun didn't have a good impression of Tong Yan because Tong Yan ignored her and had even complained about her to the property management company.
"By the way, Sister Yun, I heard that the property management company is going to lay off one of you two cleaners...
"
An An thought to herself that Su Yun really knew something, and couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.
She didn't want Su Yun to realize that she was interested in Tong Yan's private life, so she changed the subject to Su Yun. She knew that Su Yun would definitely be willing to exchange what she knew about Tong Yan with her.
"Really? It seems it's true! I've heard about it before. No wonder Liu Mei has been going to the neighborhood committee director's house so often these days! Miss Su, you have so many connections, you have to help me. Look at me, all alone, with a child and a mother-in-law who doesn't eat, how will I survive if I get laid off..."
For rural women like Su Yun, finding a job in the city is extremely difficult.
Liu Mei is another cleaner.
"I'll try my best to help. You know I need to gather material for my novel, and I think Ms. Tong is quite special, so elegant and beautiful. I'm going to visit Sister Zhang at the neighborhood committee to find out about the residents in the community...
"
An An pretended to get up to leave.
"Miss Su, I don't know much about Ms. Tong... and it's not easy to say. But since you're so kind to me, I can tell you everything, but you have to promise me you won't write Ms. Tong into your novel..."
Su Yun quickly grabbed An An.
"Hehe, don't worry about that. Why would I write a true story into a novel? That's a journalist's professional ethics!"
An'an reassured Su Yun.
"Oh dear, it's really hard to say, Miss Su. Everyone thinks that Ms. Tong is kind-hearted. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have thought of her... Those four children were so pitiful. They were practically her little servants. When she got home, she didn't do anything. She even made the children lick her feet. She wouldn't move around the house. She rode on the children from one room to another... She loved to beat the children. Every time, she would strip them naked, stuff their mouths with her smelly socks or dirty underwear so they couldn't scream, and then whip them hard with a leather whip while stepping on them..."
Su Yun was a gossipy woman who couldn't keep secrets. She didn't dare to speak out for fear of offending people. The secret was still bothering her! "Really? I don't believe it! If she really treated the child like that, would she let you see it?"
An'an believed Su Yun was telling the truth, but she wondered how Su Yun had seen it.
"Miss Su, I'm being very friendly with you... You don't know, the window of the public bathroom on your floor faces Ms. Tong's living room.
Sometimes she forgets to close the curtains... so I saw it.
I really don't want to see her letting the child serve her like that, looking so pleased with herself..."
Su Yun, who often spied on Tong Yan's life, blushed as she defended herself.
"Really? That building design is so flawed. I'll have to keep my curtains closed from now on!"
An'an was somewhat surprised.
"You live on the top floor, so you can't see from below."
Su Yun explained professionally to An'an.
"So... Liu Mei also found out about this?"
An'an was very thoughtful.
"She doesn't seem to have found out anything. I tried to get her to talk about it, and she doesn't know anything about it."
Su Yun analyzed.
She also hoped that Liu Mei really didn't know.
"You can't tell anyone else about this, otherwise, if word gets out, Ms. Tong will sue you for defamation, and you'll go to jail!"
An'an, for some reason, didn't want to ruin Tong Yan's plans and threatened Su Yun.
Su Yun nodded frantically, unaware that Tong Yan was committing a crime; she only thought it was because Tong Yan was being mean to the child.
Su Yun had been to a shelter, and the ordeal there had terrified her; she imagined jail would be even worse.
Su Yun then provided An'an with a clue.
"That boy named Zheng Jun at the foot massage parlor on the second floor, you can tell he's infatuated with Ms. Tong.
He's so stupid, he and Ms. Tong are completely different kinds of people! Ms. Tong is more than ten years older than him! He's always begging to do foot care for Ms. Tong, offering free home service, thinking that this will win her favor.
Ms. Tong treats him like a dog! I just don't understand, what's so great about taking care of stinky feet? And Zheng Jun even... I'm too embarrassed to say!"
Su Yun said jealously.
"Hehe. Does that boy named Zheng Jun also lick Ms. Tong's feet?"
An An smiled casually.
"He doesn't just lick her feet, he even drinks Ms. Tong's foot bath water! Isn't he afraid of getting diseases?"
Su Yun said indignantly.
"Does Ms. Tong have any men visiting her house besides that Zheng Jun? Could it be that Ms. Tong..."
An An was eager to know this, but she concealed it well on her face.
"Ms. Tong is quite a proper woman, probably because she's a leader.
I haven't seen many men come here... but there's a man and a woman, who seem to be a couple, who often come to Ms. Tong's house.
These two are probably from Ms. Tong's workplace. They've done something wrong, or Ms. Tong has some weakness in their hands, so they come to Ms. Tong's house and kneel down to her..."
Su Yun judged.
"Oh..."
An An listened thoughtfully.
Su Yun told An An about everything she had spied on, without any clear direction.
An An and Su Yun chatted for more than two hours.
This building was designed as a mixed-use commercial and residential building, with each unit having its own bathroom.
Because the top two or three floors were not rented by businesses and were all residential, the public bathroom was almost never used, and the cleaning staff rarely came up to clean it.
An An went back to her floor and looked at the public bathroom.
Sure enough, the position by the window in the women's bathroom could see the living room of not only Tong Yan's family on the lower floor. Since Tong Yan's family lived closest, the view was clearer.
An'an also checked the men's restroom next door, but because the men's restroom window faced the other side, it couldn't see this side.
An'an was a little excited, and after thinking for a while, she went to the street and bought a high-quality astronomical telescope to spy on Tong Yan's life.
Neighbor (II)
For several days in a row, An'an couldn't see Tong Yan because the curtains in her living room were drawn.
Finally, on a weekend afternoon, she got her chance.
Because it was daytime, Tong Yan's family didn't draw the curtains.
The twelfth floor had good lighting, and the living room was very bright.
Jiao Jiao was pushing a rag and crawling back and forth in the living room wiping the floor.
The other three children were probably doing something in other rooms.
An'an could see it very clearly through the telescope.
Suddenly, An'an noticed that Jiao Jiao became nervous, put down the rag, and quickly crawled to the door. Tian Tian, Shun Shun, and Cong Cong also ran out from other rooms. Tian Tian knelt at the door, while Shun Shun and Cong Cong knelt in front of the sofa, and Shun Shun crawled on the floor.
An'an guessed that Tong Yan must have returned, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
As the door opened, Tong Yan entered with a graceful smile, handed her handbag to Tian Tian, and then elegantly climbed onto Jiao Jiao's back, lifting her legs to drape over Jiao Jiao's shoulders.
Tian Tian took off Tong Yan's shoes with her mouth and placed them on the shoe cabinet shelf inside the wall.
Jiao Jiao, carrying Tong Yan, laboriously climbed towards the living room sofa.
Reaching the sofa, Tong Yan crossed her legs to one side, stepped onto Shun Shun's back, stood up, and sat down on the sofa.
Shunshun changed from a crawling position to a kneeling position with her hands on the ground, lifting Tong Yan's legs.
Congcong used her mouth to remove Tong Yan's black short stockings, and Jiaojiao took the stockings directly from Congcong's mouth and put them in her mouth before crawling to the bathroom.
Tiantian put Tong Yan's handbag away and quickly knelt down in front of the sofa, and together with Congcong, they took Tong Yan's toes into their mouths and began to suck on them vigorously.
An'an could see it clearly through the binoculars.
Tong Yan's feet were white and tender, but slightly deformed, probably because she always wore high heels. Her big toe was slightly turned outward, but there was no bunion; the toes from the big toe to the little toe were shorter and larger, making her feet appear very pointed;
her toes were very rounded, and her toenails were well-shaped, both being beautiful oval and square.
An'an could imagine how smelly Tong Yan's feet must be from the way they were sweaty, but Tiantian and Congcong were licking them very seriously and diligently, just like sucking on lollipops.
However, An'an was a little disappointed, feeling that Tong Yan should have let the child lick her for a while while she was wearing stockings.
Jiaojiao brought a basin of hot water and knelt in front of the sofa, holding the basin with both hands. Tong
Yan washed her hands and dried them.
Jiaojiao then carried the basin and crawled to the bathroom, quickly returning to the sofa to gently massage Tong Yan's legs.
Tong Yan picked up the remote and turned on the TV. Peeled
lychees and grapes were placed on the coffee table.
Tong Yan picked up the lychees and grapes with her long, slender fingers, eating them while changing TV programs.
An'an felt hot all over, and her hand involuntarily touched her lower body.
After some time, Tong Yan moved her feet.
Tiantian got up, stood behind the sofa, and gently and skillfully massaged Tong Yan's shoulders while chatting with her.
Tong Yan no longer let Congcong suck her toes and lick between her toes, but instead used her feet to play with Congcong's face, mouth, and tongue.
An'an remembered that the cleaner, Su Yun, had said that Tong Yan had athlete's foot and that the child licked her feet to relieve the itching. Now, she guessed the itching was gone.
An'an suddenly thought of a question: she hadn't noticed Tong Yan's athlete's foot even through the binoculars, so how did Su Yun know? She sensed that Su Yun was hiding something from her, or perhaps she hadn't noticed it.
Whether Jiao Jiao had massaged Tong Yan's legs too lightly or too hard, or something else hadn't been done properly, Tong Yan bent her leg and kicked Jiao Jiao in the face, cursing under her breath.
Jiao Jiao staggered from the kick, immediately straightening up and nervously continuing to massage Tong Yan's legs.
Tong Yan seemed unsatisfied, kicking Jiao Jiao in the face seven or eight times in succession. Jiao Jiao's nose started bleeding, but she just kept massaging Tong Yan's legs, not daring to wipe the blood.
Jiao Jiao still had Tong Yan's smelly sock in her mouth.
Tong Yan gave Tian Tian some instructions, and Tian Tian immediately knelt down in front of the sofa.
Shun Shun smoothly and quickly crawled onto the floor.
Tian Tian helped Tong Yan up, standing on Shun Shun's back, unzipped Tong Yan's pants, pulling them down to her knees, then placed her head between Tong Yan's legs, resting her head on Shun Shun's back, lying on her back with her mouth wide open.
Tong Yan's private parts were clearly exposed to An An's camera lens, her pubic hair so thick.
An An guessed that Tong Yan was going to urinate, using the child's mouth as a urinal.
Tong Yan squatted down, holding onto the corner of her mouth, her vulva less than two centimeters from Tian Tian's mouth. First, a few drops of urine came out, followed by a spray of spreading golden urine that rapidly spurted into Tian Tian's mouth.
From the rapid movement of Tian Tian's throat, An An knew that Tian Tian was swallowing hard to prevent Tong Yan's urine from spilling out.
Although An An was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight, she had some knowledge of sex.
Tong Yan wasn't married, and Su Yun had learned that Tong Yan rarely had sex with men, so why was her vagina so loose, and her urethra so wide open? Could it be… After Tong Yan finished urinating, Tian Tian slightly raised her head and licked the remaining urine off Tong Yan's vulva with her mouth.
Tong Yan was helped up by Jiao Jiao.
Tian Tian also got up and knelt down, smacking her lips with satisfaction as she pulled up Tong Yan's pants.
Tong Yan patted Tian Tian's head and then turned around. Tian
Tian put her head between Tong Yan's legs.
Tong Yan then sat on Tian Tian's shoulders, or rather, straddled Tian Tian's neck.
Tian Tian carried Tong Yan on her back, crawling on her knees to the dining room.
Jiao Jiao, Shun Shun, and Cong Cong followed behind, crawling.
The dining room was originally connected to the living room, separated by a low decorative wall and a pillar.
Tong Yan got off Tian Tian's shoulders and sat on a mahogany chair next to the dining table.
Because of the low wall and pillars blocking the view, An'an could only see Tong Yan's upper body.
However, An'an was certain that Shunshun was crawling under the table, supporting Tong Yan's feet.
She couldn't see Jiaojiao either; he must be crawling under the table continuing to massage Tong Yan's legs.
Tiantian and Congcong stood on either side of Tong Yan, serving her food.
On the table was a hot pot, along with about ten plates of mutton, beef, sashimi, and vegetables for hot pot.
Tiantian had prepared it before Tong Yan returned.
While Tong Yan had the children lick her feet, the hot pot simmered gently.
Watching Tong Yan eat, An'an felt hungry herself.
Then she realized her lower body was already quite wet.
Although An'an was reluctant to leave, she couldn't bear to watch any longer and put away her binoculars, returning to her own home.
The hallway was quiet.
An'an was still a little worried; thankfully, no one came to the bathroom, otherwise, what if someone discovered she was peeping?
Actually, An'an was overthinking it. Even if someone came, she was in a stall with a door, so no one would notice her.
An'an's magazine had a photographer in his thirties named Li Heng.
An'an could sense that Li Heng was infatuated with her.
However, An'an had many suitors, and Li Heng was nowhere near her level.
An'an knew about BDSM, but she didn't have that fetish. Ever since she became addicted to spying on Tong Yan's life, she wanted to try it out.
So she planned to train Li Heng to be her servant.
"Photographer Li, are you free after work this afternoon?"
At lunchtime, An'an deliberately sat opposite Li Heng.
Actually, every lunchtime, no matter where An'an sat, Li Heng always sat at the table behind her.
Although An'an didn't pay much attention to Li Heng, she could feel his lewd gaze behind her.
"Oh?...Yes, yes! Miss Su, what do you need me to do for you?"
Li Heng didn't quite understand at first, then was so flattered that he almost had a nosebleed from excitement.
"It's nothing much.
I just have to work overtime tonight, and I'm a little scared being alone in the office. I was wondering if you could keep me company,"
An'an said to Li Heng sweetly.
"No problem, no problem! I'm so touched that you'd let me keep you company..."
Li Heng could hardly believe it was true, and he almost wanted to kneel down and kowtow to An'an.
"Really? Hehe! Oh, Photographer Li, you're usually so frugal. You only ordered a vegetarian dish? The braised pork intestines in the cafeteria weren't cooked properly today, I can't even chew them. You can eat them for me."
An'an spat the half-chewed food into her bowl, then took a sip from her paper drink cup, rinsed her mouth, spat it back into the cup, and placed it on the table.
Li Heng, his lips trembling with excitement, couldn't utter a word. His face flushed, he took An'an's bowl and cup to himself, but felt a little embarrassed to eat in front of her.
"Photographer Li, you can eat slowly. I'm going upstairs now,"
An'an winked at Li Heng, then stood up and walked away gracefully.
She believed Li Heng would eat what she had vomited up.
That evening, everyone else had left work, leaving only An'an and Li Heng in the office.
An'an sat at her desk, writing something on her laptop.
Li Heng came over and refilled An'an's cup with hot water, then stood silently behind her, about two meters away, afraid that getting too close would annoy her.
"Why are you standing there like an idiot?"
An'an said without turning around.
"I...I..."
Li Heng didn't know whether to stand or sit.
"Ouch, my feet hurt so much from wearing high heels all day!"
An'an muttered to herself as she bent over, taking off one of her high heels with one hand.
"Miss Su... I..."
Li Heng wanted nothing more than to take An'an's alluring feet and caress them, but he dared not be rash.
An'an didn't say anything, rubbed her feet for a while, put her shoes back on, and continued typing.
After a while, An'an took off her other shoe, rubbing her feet with one hand while typing with the other.
"...Miss Su... let me rub them for you, okay? Don't delay your writing."
Li Heng asked nervously from behind.
An'an turned around and smiled at Li Heng.
Li Heng immediately squatted down in front of An'an's feet, carefully picked up her feet, which were clad in ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings, and gently rubbed them.
An'an's feet were long and slender, with long and neat toes. Her big toe was shorter than her second toe, and her toenails were painted with black and red nail polish, which made her feet appear even whiter.
Li Heng felt that An'an's feet were so light and alluring, warm, and emitting a mild odor.
An'an seemed to be typing her words naturally.
Li Heng, however, gradually lost control, and his manhood hardened.
He involuntarily brought his nose close to An'an's toes, greedily inhaling the scent.
He longed to put those beautiful feet in his mouth, but he dared not be presumptuous.
"Hehe! My feet smell, don't they?"
An'an asked casually while typing, without looking at Li Heng.
"Miss Su... my goddess... your feet are so beautiful! The fragrance is so tempting!"
Li Heng's breathing quickened, and he couldn't help but gently kiss An'an's toes, changing from a squatting to a kneeling position.
An'an giggled, still not looking at Li Heng, and kicked off the high heel on her other foot, gently rubbing her toes against Li Heng's mouth.
Li Heng was extremely excited and opened his mouth to take An'an's foot in.
"Hehe! Let me tell you, I have athlete's foot. I'm not responsible if I infect you!"
An'an seemed quite happy, then looked at Li Heng tenderly and said sweetly.
"I don't care! Even if I'm poisoned to death by the goddess's feet, I'll be happy!"
Li Heng became a little bolder, picking up An'an's two feet and kissing them passionately.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Are my feet poisonous?"
An'an laughed and lightly slapped Li Heng's face twice with her foot.
"I deserve to die, I deserve to die! Goddess, punish me, slap my face with your foot!"
Li Heng was very intoxicated.
"You're so shameless! Hehe!"
An'an really raised one foot and slapped Li Heng's face twice.
This time she used more force, with two crisp "slap slap" sounds.
"Ah, my goddess, I'm so happy, am I dreaming?"
Li Heng held An'an's two feet and kissed them deeply.
"Ugh, you're so annoying! My athlete's foot is so itchy from your saliva! I remembered something, I read a report about a lady in a foreign country who also had athlete's foot, and she had her dog lick her feet every day, and it cured her athlete's foot."
An'an looked at Li Heng with burning eyes.
"My goddess! I am your beloved dog, let me lick your feet for you every day!"
Li Heng earnestly pleaded with An'an.
"Hehe! Little puppy, then lick me! Don't take off my socks, just lick me through them. Let's see how you do it, make me feel better."
An'an kicked away Li Heng's hand that was about to take off her socks and put her foot in Li Heng's mouth.
Li Heng held An'an's toes in his mouth, his tongue forcefully squeezing between her toes and rubbing.
An'an ignored Li Heng and turned to write her things.
Li Heng licked An'an for nearly two hours.
"You're still not good enough! Your licking doesn't relieve the itch at all!"
An'an finally finished writing, closed her laptop, and said to Li Heng.
"My goddess, I'll practice hard when I get down here and become a proper foot-licking dog!"
Li Heng hurriedly declared in a bit of panic.
"Alright, look at all the drool you've made my feet covered in. Go get me some water to wash them."
An'an tapped Li Heng's forehead with her toe.
There weren't any basins or anything like that in the office, so Li Heng emptied all the files from a plastic file box on his desk, used the box to get water from the restroom, added some hot water from the water dispenser, and placed it in front of An'an's feet.
An'an had already taken off her socks.
"Okay, open your mouth!"
An'an held up both socks in front of Li Heng's mouth.
Li Heng happily opened his mouth, letting An'an put the socks in.
An'an put her feet into the plastic box.
Li Heng reached out to wash An'an's feet.
"I don't want you to touch my feet!"
An'an quickly washed her feet, took them out, lifted Li Heng's tie, dried her feet, and put on her high heels.
"Hehe! Aren't you excited and uncomfortable licking my beautiful feet? Hehe, you can take care of it yourself."
An'an lightly stepped on Li Heng's bulging crotch, chuckled, picked up her handbag and walked out of the office.
Li Heng impatiently unzipped his pants, took the stocking out of his mouth and wrapped it around his penis, climbed down and drank An'an's foot bath water while masturbating, imagining An'an's beautiful feet, and gushed out as if ascending to heaven...
Neighbor (3)
Li Heng moved into An'an's house as An'an's "boyfriend," but actually played the role of a male "nanny
," washing An'an's clothes, tidying up the room, cooking, and serving An'an every day.
However, Li Heng was very happy to play this role.
Li Heng felt particularly proud to have a girlfriend like An'an, and most importantly, the masochistic psychology in Li Heng's heart was released.
The male colleagues at the magazine were incredibly jealous, never missing an opportunity to belittle Li Heng and vent their resentment.
Li Heng, however, completely abandoned his pride, ignoring everyone's opinions, and acted extremely obsequiously towards An An.
An An, however, found working with Li Heng particularly awkward, as it affected her ability to boss around the other male colleagues. Moreover, the magazine's work was quite demanding, and since Li Heng worked the same hours as her, he had no time to spend at home with her. So,
through her past relationship with the head of the municipal party committee's organization department, An An got Li a job as manager at the property management company in her apartment complex.
Li Heng's salary at the property management company wasn't as high as when he was a photojournalist, but the work was quite relaxed, and it fulfilled his long-held desire to be a minor leader and manage a small group.
An An laid down three rules for Li Heng: he was never allowed to talk back to her, he couldn't smoke or drink, and he couldn't look at other women.
Every day when she came home from work, Li Heng had to wait for her at home; at home, Li Heng was like her pet dog, she called him "Good Dog," and Li Heng called her "Grandma"; he could only kneel before her, and unless a question required a clear answer, Li Heng only had to respond to her commands with "woof woof."
"Good Dog, where have you been? Grandma's back,"
An'an called as she entered the door.
Li Heng was washing An'an's clothes in the bathroom. Hearing the call, he immediately crawled to the door and bent down to take off An'an's shoes with his mouth.
"Getting more and more out of line! You don't even come over when you hear the door open."
An'an stomped on Li Heng's head before lifting her foot to wait for him to take off her shoes.
Firstly, An'an liked her college-era outfits, and secondly, her current job often involved going out for interviews, so she mostly wore sneakers.
Li Heng's head hit the ground with a "thud," and he barked affectionately twice. He deftly used his mouth to untie the laces of An An's sneakers, then grabbed the heel and pulled the shoes off.
An An's feet were slightly sweaty, but the odor wasn't too strong.
Li Heng sniffed them intently, then quickly took off An An's other sneaker, retrieved a slipper from the shoe rack, and placed it in front of her feet.
An An slipped on the slipper.
Li Heng kissed An An's toes, peeking out from under the slipper and clad in white cotton socks.
An An kicked away Li Heng's mouth and sat sideways on his back.
Li Heng then carried her to the sofa in the living room.
An An climbed off Li Heng's back and lazily sat on the sofa.
Li Heng handed An An a warm bottle of milk, then knelt before the sofa, placed An An's feet on a footstool, and massaged her toes.
Gazing at An An's beautiful feet, Li Heng longed to kiss them.
An'an didn't really like Li Heng licking her feet; she only enjoyed his foot massages.
"Have you washed all my clothes?"
An'an asked, sipping her milk.
"Grandma, I was only halfway through washing them when you came back..."
Li Heng replied meekly.
"So you weren't finished yet? What were you doing all this time? You waited until I was almost back to wash them!"
An'an raised her foot and slapped Li Heng twice across the face.
"Yes, yes... I know I was wrong, I won't do it again."
Li Heng was obsessed with An'an's spoiled attitude.
Those two little feet made him feel incredibly comfortable.
"But you've only just started working at the property management company, it's not good to leave early so often,"
An'an forgave Li Heng.
"Grandma, I..."
Li Heng wanted to say something, but stopped himself.
"Say it!"
An'an kicked Li Heng in the face.
"...Grandma, I have an aunt, she's in her forties, and used to teach at the village primary school. Now the village primary schools have merged, and she doesn't want to worry about those children anymore, so she retired early and is now living alone at home...
"
"Why are you mentioning your aunt to me? Is she alone? Divorced?"
"No.
My aunt has never married.
My mother died early, and I was adopted by my aunt when I was three. She raised me single-handedly..."
"You're quite filial! What, you want to bring your aunt over so I can take care of her?"
An'an seemed a little unhappy when she heard this, and kicked Li Heng hard in the face again, making him stumble.
"Grandma, please don't be angry, please let me finish. I know my aunt very well. Actually... she especially likes to be a nanny for pretty women, but she's never had the chance... I told her about dating you, and she really wants to serve you, to be your... bitch..."
Li Heng was afraid that An'an hadn't understood him, so he quickly explained.
He blushed slightly at the mention of the word "bitch."
"Really? You made this up to please your aunt, didn't you? Or maybe you're just trying to force your ideas on her because you want to please me? You left your aunt to work, and she missed you terribly, so she'd rather..."
An'an showed interest in Li Heng's words.
"Yes and no.
My aunt does miss me a lot, but she also genuinely wants to serve you.
I told her about your situation, and she asked me to beg you."
Seeing that An'an wasn't averse to it, Li Heng felt relaxed and spoke very sincerely.
"Hehe! I still don't quite believe it! She said she wanted to be my...bitch? You said that to coax me into saying that about your aunt, didn't you? You...she's really that cheap?"
An'an giggled and tapped Li Heng's forehead with her toe.
"It's definitely her own idea.
Although she didn't say it directly, I know what she's thinking.
If you don't believe me, let her serve you for a few days and you'll see..."
Li Heng smiled and massaged An'an's toes even more ingratiatingly.
"Hahaha! No wonder. You're so subservient, you must have been influenced by your aunt since you were little, right?"
"Grandma, then I'll call my aunt tomorrow and have her come over..."
Li Heng could tell from An'an's laughter that An'an had agreed.
"Then let her try!"
An'an put one foot into Li Heng's mouth as a reward.
Li Heng took An'an's foot, which was clad in white cotton socks, into his mouth and began to suck on it excitedly and somewhat recklessly.
That day, when An'an came home from work, Li Heng was kneeling at the door and using his mouth to take off her shoes.
An'an felt that Li Heng was a little different from usual today. He was both excited and shy, his face was red, and he seemed to want to say something, but he was too busy taking off her shoes to
have his mouth free. Just as An'an was about to ask, she suddenly looked up and saw a middle-aged woman standing in the living room. She was quite plump and dressed very neatly. She smiled at her, a little bewildered. An'an felt that the smile was caring and a little obsequious.
"You must be... Li Heng's aunt? Why didn't Li Heng tell me sooner..."
An'an seemed a little embarrassed, and hurriedly kicked away Li Heng's mouth as he took off her shoes, her face flushed as she frantically took off her other shoe.
"...Hengheng, this child... has always loved serving pretty women since he was little..."
Li Heng's aunt broke the awkward silence for An'an, as if she wanted to do something but didn't.
"Oh, hehe. Aunt, please sit down!"
An'an calmed down a bit and politely greeted her, putting on the slippers that Li Heng had taken off for her with his mouth, and walked into the living room.
"No, no, I wouldn't dare! I came here to...Hengheng has already told you, right? From now on, you are my master, how could I dare let you call me aunt! Master, you must be tired from walking, please sit down and rest!"
Li Heng's aunt didn't quite say the word "serve" for a moment, but her tone and eyes had already made it clear.
Although An'an was not used to being served by a stranger, she wanted to see just how shameless Li Heng's aunt was, and her curiosity overcame the awkward atmosphere.
"You're Li Heng's elder... how could I let you... hehe!"
An'an thought Li Heng's aunt was quite eloquent, not at all like a country bumpkin.
An'an didn't want the situation to become one of hostess and took her seat on the sofa herself, instead of inviting Li Heng's aunt to sit down.
Li Heng had crawled into the living room; he seemed quite afraid of his aunt, kneeling silently to one side.
An'an didn't know how to order Li Heng's aunt around, and the room fell into silence.
Li Heng's aunt had also been considering how to start the conversation.
The moment An'an entered, she felt that An'an was even more beautiful and elegant than Li Heng had described, and she couldn't help but feel an urge to kneel before her, but she refrained from doing so for fear of being too abrupt.
"Master... let me massage your feet..."
Li Heng's aunt finally couldn't contain her excitement and generously knelt down, crawling a few steps to An'an's side. She gently lifted An'an's feet, took off her slippers, and placed An'an's feet on her lap, carefully and gently massaging them.
An'an was a little taken aback. She wanted to withdraw her feet and say a few polite words, but she didn't want to appear too reserved in front of Li Heng's aunt and risk being looked down upon. So she tried her best to act natural as Li Heng's aunt massaged her feet.
"His auntie, hehe, my feet smell a bit. It's all Li Heng's fault. He especially likes to kiss my stinky little feet..."
An'an tried to lighten the mood.
"Hengheng is so lucky! I'm benefiting from it too! Master, since Hengheng calls you 'Grandma,' then I am your junior. If Master doesn't mind, may I call you 'Little Auntie'?"
Li Heng's aunt gradually revealed her fawning and obsequious nature.
"Hehe! But I can only call you that at home. Oh right, look at me, I forgot to ask your name."
An'an was becoming more and more uninhibited.
"My name is Li Wenfen, it's a very corny name. Hehe
.
If your aunt is happy in the future, it would be best to call me 'bitch'.
I'm forty-three this year, a bitch that's neither too young nor too old!"
Aunt Li Heng—Li Wenfen—joked to get closer to An'an.
"Haha! You're really something... Good! Now I have a good dog and a good bitch to serve me, hehe."
An'an was considerate of Wenfen's feelings and didn't dare to say the word "cheap".
"Aunt! Your feet smell so good!"
Wenfen couldn't help but reveal a lewd expression, picking up An'an's feet and sniffing them.
"Hehe, you really are! My toes are so itchy right now, take off my socks and give them to me..."
An'an said coquettishly, gently stepping on Wenfen's lips with her foot.
"Yes, yes! Look how clumsy I am! If I don't serve you well enough in the future, Auntie, you can scold or beat me, don't worry about me. I just want to make you comfortable!"
Wenfen understood An'an's meaning, happily took off An'an's socks, smelled them coquettishly under her nose, and then handed them to Li Heng. Then, she reverently picked up An'an's feet, opened her mouth, and began to suckle them.
"Hehe, your tongue is so strong, it tickles me to death.
Don't lick so hard, just keep it in your mouth.
Your mouth is so big!"
An'an's feet weren't itchy to begin with, but Wenfen's licking made her unbearably itchy, and she stretched one foot into Wenfen's mouth.
An'an's feet were slender, and although Wenfen's mouth wasn't big, it seemed quite large, taking in half of An'an's foot.
Wenfen's masochistic tendencies, hidden for decades, were released at this moment, and the comfort was indescribable.
She opened her mouth as wide as possible and gently took one of An'an's feet into her mouth, while her hands gently held An'an's other foot, carefully massaging it.
Li Heng knelt to the side, sucking on An'an's two smelly socks.
Usually, he only had time to suck on An'an's fragrant socks after he had put An'an to sleep.
"You really know how to serve people!"
An'an pulled her foot out of Wenfen's mouth a little, her toes playing with Wenfen's tongue.
"Don't laugh at me, Auntie, it's just that Auntie's feet are so beautiful, I love licking them!"
Wenfen took An'an's foot out of her mouth for a while, admiring and praising it, then bent down and licked An'an's toes and soles.
"It feels so good! From now on, you can lick my feet every day when I come home!"
An'an praised sincerely.
"Thank you so much, Auntie! I'm so afraid my tongue is too stiff to serve you properly!"
Wenfen expressed her heartfelt gratitude.
"Auntie, you really know how to serve people. I've been your dog for so long, and she never lets me lick her feet,"
Li Heng said jealously from the side. "You
bastard! You're getting more and more outrageous! Don't I give you my socks to eat every day? Don't I give you my foot bath water to drink?"
An'an stomped her foot that Wenfen had been massaging on the floor, cursing.
Li Heng was terrified and quickly stuffed An'an's two socks into his mouth, crawled to An'an's feet, and pressed his face to the floor.
An'an stomped her foot on Li Heng's face, slapping it hard.
An'an wanted to see Wenfen's reaction and also wanted to show Wenfen how she could throw a tantrum. Wenfen
smiled charmingly, gently cupped An'an's other foot on her face, and happily licked the sole of An'an's foot with her tongue.
An'an put the foot that had been stomping on Li Heng into Wen Fen's mouth, while her other foot, which Wen Fen had licked until it was covered in saliva,
rubbed against Wen Fen's face .
(Neighbor 4)
"Get up and cook! Today is my eldest niece's first day here, so cook some good dishes."
An'an ordered Li Heng, who was lying on the ground.
"Auntie, I've already prepared the food for you. I wonder if my cooking suits your taste."
Wen Fen's tone was very soft, afraid that cooking without An'an's instructions might anger her.
"Hmm? It's really worth keeping a slave like you. Hmm, go eat."
An'an wasn't angry, but she didn't show any approval either.
Li Heng immediately knelt down, waiting for An'an to ride him.
"Get lost! I'm too lazy to ride you today."
An'an kicked Li Heng away.
"I never walk by myself at home..."
An'an said, looking at Wenfen.
For some reason, when An'an said this, she thought of Tong Yan riding her child at home.
"That bitch deserves to die! This bitch will be a mare for Auntie right now, please ride the mare quickly, Auntie!"
Wenfen immediately realized her mistake, slapped herself twice in self-reproach, put slippers on An'an, and then lay down in front of An'an.
Wenfen called herself a "bitch" and a "mare" repeatedly, not only without shame, but also feeling very excited.
"Then I'll punish you a little. Carry me around twenty times!"
An'an grinned as she rode on Wenfen's back, her thighs clamping Wenfen's head.
This way of riding put all the weight on Wenfen's arms, making it quite strenuous to climb.
An'an didn't know how to ride, nor was she intentionally making things difficult for Wenfen.
Wenfen had fantasized and dreamt countless times about being ridden by a noble, beautiful young woman.
Years ago, Wenfen had bought an underground novel at a used bookstore about wealthy women abusing their maids, treating them like horses. It contained numerous descriptions of how wealthy women rode their maids and the maids' psychological experiences.
Riding like An'an was today was the most tiring.
Far from being saddened by this, Wenfen was actually excited by An'an's spoiled nature.
Carrying An'an, Wenfen crawled happily and energetically around the house, from one room to another.
An'an's soft buttocks pressed against her back, bouncing and giggling, which thrilled her immensely.
An'an looked slender, but weighed around 120 pounds.
Wenfen had only crawled a dozen or so laps when her arms ached and her knees throbbed with pain.
Wenfen only hated herself for being so useless, and didn't resent An'an's tormenting her at all! "Auntie, if you think the mare isn't crawling fast enough, just whip her. Hengheng, go get the whip Auntie brought."
Wenfen felt her blood boiling.
This whip was a pointer Wenfen made herself; it was actually just the tip of a carbon fiber fishing rod, cut into sixty-centimeter lengths, with colorful nylon rope wrapped into a petal shape at the grip.
At home, Wenfen often whipped herself, imagining herself being whipped by a beautiful noblewoman.
"You even brought a whip? You're so shameless! Good boy, bring it to me right now, I want to ride my beloved mare properly!"
An'an never expected that Wenfen, this rural elementary school teacher, would have such a dirty heart! But An'an liked Wenfen's shamelessness.
Li Heng found the whip in his aunt's bag, crawled over with it in his mouth, and handed it to An'an.
Li Heng's eyes were also filled with a desire to be whipped by An'an.
An'an took the pointer, shook it, and found it quite handy.
An'an grabbed Wenfen's hair, pulled her head back, and lashed her buttocks with the whip without restraint, shouting "Giddy up! Giddy up!"
The whip stung Wenfen's buttocks, but she felt extremely happy and climbed with even more energy! An'an was also incredibly excited riding her! An'an forgot about Wenfen's ability to withstand the whip, riding her for over forty laps until Wenfen collapsed on the ground, exhausted.
"Auntie—huff—huff—I'm so sorry! Huff—Your body is so light—huff—I'm so sorry I'm so tired!"
Wenfen, still full of energy but unable to keep up, apologized with great regret.
"It's okay! There will be plenty of opportunities to ride you in the future! Humph, that damned Li Heng, he's never made me feel this good when he carried me. Come here, let me give you a good beating!"
An'an got off Wenfen and stroked her head twice.
She wasn't quite done yet, so she called Li Heng over, mounted him, and whipped his head and buttocks hard.
Li Heng, already impatient, felt a surge of energy the moment An'an sat on his back. Being a man in his prime, he was much stronger than Wen Fen, carrying An'an from house to house, bouncing rhythmically to keep her happy.
Wen Fen, unable to climb due to knee pain, sat on the ground watching Li Heng being ridden by An'an, also very happy.
Li Heng carried An'an for about seventy or eighty laps, becoming quite breathless.
An'an was also tired, slightly sweating.
"Go get me some water. I'm hot from playing; I need a bath before eating,"
An'an said to Wen Fen, kicking Li Heng's head to slow him down.
Her arms were too weak to whip her anymore.
Wen Fen immediately got up and went to the bathroom to get An'an some water.
An'an rode on Li Heng's back, taking off her top until
she was only wearing a bra. Then she told Li Heng to stop, stood up, took off her pants, and, wearing only her panties, climbed back onto Li Heng, riding him to the bathroom.
Wen Fen had already prepared hot water for An'an. Seeing An'an almost naked, riding Li Heng in, An'an's stunning figure left Wen Fen speechless.
"Auntie is truly a fairy descended from heaven!"
Wen Fen crawled towards An'an, bowing her head to kiss An'an's feet.
"You can get out now,"
An'an said, getting off Li Heng and kicking him.
Then she said to Wen Fen.
Although reluctant, Li Heng dared not disobey and crawled out.
An'an took off her bra and panties and got into the bathtub.
Wen Fen crawled to the edge of the bathtub, ready to bathe An'an.
"Take my underwear to the good dog, and then you come in too, take off your clothes and help me bathe,"
An'an instructed Wen Fen.
Wenfen picked up An'an's underwear, sniffed it a few times, handed it to Li Heng, and then quickly stripped naked, kneeling by the bathtub.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be over forty and still have such a well-maintained body!"
An'an stuck one leg out of the bathtub, her foot resting on Wenfen's large, firm breasts.
"How could my body compare to yours, Aunt? I've never been married, so my body... Aunt, do you feel comfortable stepping on my breasts?"
Wenfen held An'an's foot and massaged it with her breasts.
"I'm so tired."
An'an was indeed tired, closing her eyes and lying in the bathtub without speaking.
Wenfen started washing An'an's entire body from her toes, her movements very gentle.
Looking at and touching An'an's beautiful, smooth body, she felt extremely happy.
"Aunt, shall I wash this part of you with my mouth?"
Wenfen asked softly when she reached An'an's private parts.
"Hehe. You're also craving this place of mine?"
An'an grinned mischievously at Wenfen, got up and sat on the edge of the bathtub, spread her legs, and put one leg on Wenfen's shoulder.
An'an's vulva was beautiful, with thin labia and a small clitoris, and very sparse pubic hair.
Wenfen worshipped An'an's vulva like a sacred object, her mouth devoutly approaching, carefully kissing and licking it.
"Oh... tongue in... oh oh... lick my clitoris..."
An'an braced herself on the edge of the bathtub with one hand, grabbing Wenfen's hair with the other, her body arching back, moaning softly.
Wenfen diligently served An'an's lower body with her mouth and tongue, her own body gradually becoming aroused, but her hands couldn't bear to leave An'an's buttocks, so she could only rub and twist her legs together, making moaning sounds.
An'an's foot, which was resting on Wenfen's back, rubbed vigorously, and the foot hanging outside the bathtub found Wenfen's vulva, teasing and caressing Wenfen's labia, gradually inserting into Wenfen's vagina.
Wenfen freed one hand to support An'an's foot, inserting it into her vagina, while her mouth worked An'an's vulva faster and faster.
Both of them trembled, their moans growing louder and louder.
Li Heng knelt outside the bathroom, his mouth filled with An'an's socks, his penis wrapped around An'an's panties, and excitedly masturbated.
Wen Fen ejaculated first, feeling deeply guilty for not serving her aunt well. She desperately thrust her tongue into An'an's vagina, sucking hard on An'an's labia and clitoris, working hard for more than ten minutes before An'an finally ejaculated.
Wen Fen happily swallowed all of An'an's vaginal fluid.
An'an then put the foot that had been playing with her into her mouth, and she licked the vaginal fluid off An'an's foot.
Both of them were exhausted, especially Wen Fen.
An'an lay wearily in the bathtub, but Wen Fen, disregarding her fatigue, washed An'an's upper body, then helped An'an out, gently dried her body, and dressed her in a bathrobe. She herself put on her underwear and undershirt, then carried An'an to the dining room.
Once Wenfen's masochistic tendencies, suppressed for decades, were released, they became uncontrollable, and she devoted herself wholeheartedly to An'an's private slavery.
An'an felt that Wenfen was a reliable slave, so she didn't hide the fact that Wenfen had spied on Tong Yan.
Li Heng became the manager of the property company, and Su Yun fawned over An'an even more. Every time she saw An'an, her fawning smile made An'an feel that Su Yun wanted to lick her asshole.
However, An'an remained wary of Su Yun; this country woman loved to pry into other people's privacy.
One day, when An'an came home from work, Su Yun approached her with a fawning smile.
"Miss Su, you're off work! Come sit in my room for a while?"
"No, I'm a little tired and need to go back and rest."
An'an was no longer as polite to Su Yun as before, and she couldn't stand the smell of Su Yun's rest room.
"Miss Su, yesterday I saw a very pretty girl go to Director Tong's house. When she came out, the girl had tears in her eyes, and her cheeks were red, as if she had been beaten by Director Tong..." Su Yun
whispered mysteriously to An'an.
She knew An'an was interested in this kind of thing.
"Ouch, my feet hurt so much. I wore high heels today, which I don't usually like."
An'an was indeed interested, but she didn't want Su Yun to see her thoughts.
"Oh, Miss Su, why don't you come to my room and rest for a bit? I'll massage your feet. I used to work at a foot massage parlor, but I'm too old now... but my foot massage skills are still pretty good."
Su Yun immediately flattered her in a servile tone.
"Hehe, really?"
An'an pretended to be a little embarrassed and went into the rest room.
There was a boy in the room, squatting on a small stool in front of the bed doing his homework.
"Please sit down, Miss Su. Shi Tou, move aside."
Su Yun pulled the boy aside, dusted the bed, and invited An'an to sit down.
The boy stared with his big, dark eyes, squatted down next to her a little scared, and looked at An'an.
"Is this your son? How old is he?"
An'an asked as she sat down.
"Yes, his name is Shitou, and he's eighteen years old."
While chatting with An'an, Su Yun quickly took the small stool that Shitou had been sitting on and sat down in front of An'an. She lifted An'an's feet, took off her shoes, and placed An'an's feet on her lap.
"Miss Su, your feet are so beautiful! You're such a noble person, even your feet smell so good!"
Su Yun flattered An'an by gently massaging each of her toes through her thin stockings.
"Really? You think my feet smell good too? Hehe, my husband Li Heng is so fond of my feet. Every day when he comes home, he holds my toes and kisses them endlessly."
Although An'an was wary of Su Yun's loose tongue, in this day and age, it's not shameful for a husband to wash his wife's feet when he gets home and lick them a few times. An'an didn't care about embarrassing Li Heng or being afraid of word getting out.
"Manager Li, you're so lucky! It's not that I'm flattering you, but honestly, I've massaged feet for so many women before, and I've never seen feet as captivating as yours. I'd love to kiss them too!"
Su Yun's expression was as if she wanted to press her face against An An's feet.
"Really? What's so special about kissing those stinky feet? Hehe, if you want to kiss them..."
An An interrupted Su Yun.
"Miss Su, you're so kind! So approachable!"
Whether Su Yun was flattering An An to prove she was being sincere, or genuinely liking An An's feet, she actually picked up An An's feet and started kissing her toes and soles, completely ignoring her son, Shi Tou, standing right in front of her.
"Mmm—Miss Su, your feet smell so good! Your socks are so high-class, so thin they feel like you're not wearing any..."
Su Yun sniffed intently.
Shi Tou squatted beside her, watching all this in a daze.
"Hehe. Shitou, do you think Auntie's feet smell good? Children don't lie."
An'an stretched out her foot in front of Shitou, her toes touching his lips as she asked.
She knew Suyun wouldn't dare to object.
"Smell Auntie's feet! Aren't they fragrant?"
Suyun glared at her son, her voice not loud but very stern.
Shitou, frightened, quickly picked up An'an's foot and brought his nose close to smell it intensely.
"Are you mute? You said Auntie's feet smell good! Don't you want to eat? Lick Auntie's soles!"
Suyun grabbed Shitou's ear and twisted it.
"Fragrant—Auntie's feet smell good..."
Shitou hurriedly replied, quickly sticking out his tongue to lick An'an's soles.
"Hehe! You're such a good son! Hehe, it tickles me!"
An'an giggled, but instead of pulling her foot back, she put her toes into Shitou's mouth.
"Quickly suck on Auntie's feet and moisten them for Auntie."
Suyun ordered Shitou, while she herself licked An'an's soles even more diligently.
To be honest, An'an was a little annoyed by Su Yun's hands and mouth being dirty, but Shi Tou holding her foot in his mouth made her feel quite comfortable.
She originally didn't want to get too close to Su Yun, but seeing Shi Tou's honest appearance, she changed her mind.
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"Alright, stop licking me. It's more comfortable when a child licks you..."
An'an gently pressed her foot against Su Yun's nose.
"Shi Tou, you lick Auntie's feet properly."
In Su Yun's opinion, it was nothing for her son to lick An'an's feet; An'an's feet were indeed noble.
"Mmm..."
An'an expressed her dissatisfaction that Su Yun had nothing to say.
"Look, Miss Su, I was so captivated by your beautiful feet that I forgot to tell you the important thing. That girl used to come to Director Tong's house occasionally."
Su Yun suddenly remembered that she was going to tell An'an this.
"Shitou, gently bite Auntie's heel. What does that girl do?"
An'an pretended not to care.
"I... I don't really know."
Su Yun said somewhat shyly.
"Shitou is such a good boy. Come to Auntie's house to play often in the future. Auntie will give you candy."
An'an was a little disappointed and patted Shitou's face with her foot.
"No problem, Miss Su. I'll have Shitou come to your house every day after you get off work."
Su Yun, of course, understood the meaning behind An'an's words: Shitou was to lick her feet.
In the backward thinking of rural people, children were the adults' little farmhands.
An'an smiled, put on her shoes, and left.
When she got home, Wen Fen knelt down in front of the sofa to take off An'an's high heels and licked An'an's feet.
"Oh, Auntie, why are your feet so sweaty today?"
Wenfen noticed that An'an's feet were damp, though it didn't seem like she'd walked much, as the smell was very faint.
"It's Suyun, the cleaning lady in the building. She had her son lick my feet for a while, and the dampness is from his saliva."
An'an's voice revealed her happiness.
"Auntie likes having children lick her feet. I'll bring you a child when I go back to the countryside tomorrow.
But while a child's mouth is fine for moisturizing your feet, for proper health care, my niece licks them for you better."
Wenfen really didn't want An'an to have a child lick her feet, but she saw An'an secretly watching Tong Yan having her adopted daughter lick her feet every day, and assumed An'an had the same hobby, which made her a little sad.
"Look at you, so petty! Yes, even if I had two children lick my feet, my feet still need your care."
An'an tapped Wenfen's face with her toes and smiled.
"You say you're always at home doing nothing after I go to work, never chatting with the neighbors, and know nothing.
Today, Su Yun told me that a pretty girl often comes to Director Tong's house across the street.
You've been here for a month or two and haven't noticed?"
An An leisurely cracked sunflower seeds, scolding Wen Fen.
"Yes, yes, Auntie, I'll go and find out for you tomorrow."
Wen Fen kept talking to An An's feet.
"Also, you and Guai Guai Gou, you have to keep an eye on Su Yun. She loves to pry into other people's private affairs.
And I quite like her son
, Shi Tou. Guai Guai Gou, aren't you two thinking of a way to catch Su Yun doing something wrong?
She's timid, so it'll be easier to control her."
An An instructed Li Heng and Wen Fen.
"That country woman, don't worry, Auntie, I guarantee I'll make her your bitch too!"
Li Heng had been particularly jealous of his aunt Wen Fen these past few days, and Wen Fen had practically monopolized the work of serving An An.
Wenfen understood Li Heng's meaning and didn't dare to object in front of An'an.
However, Wenfen was happy, which meant An'an preferred her to serve her.
Wenfen was also confident that she could better please An'an than the cleaning lady, but the cleaning lady had a son to help her win An'an's favor, while her nephew Li Heng would secretly compete with her for affection.
No, I have to find a little helper quickly, I can't let that cleaning lady have the advantage.
An'an herself ran into the girl who often went to Tong Yan's house once, and felt that the girl was not as beautiful as Su Yun had said, at best a second-glance beauty, especially since her manners seemed very poor, her temperament and dress were seven parts like a maid and three parts like a prostitute.
An'an saw the girl get on the bus, so she drove behind her.
The girl got off the bus, walked around a street corner, stopped in front of a small flower shop, took out her key, opened the roller shutter door, and went inside.
It turned out that the girl owned a flower shop.
An'an memorized the name of the flower shop before driving to work.
An'an had a male classmate who worked as a policeman at the local police station on this street.
An'an called him as soon as she arrived at the magazine office to inquire about the flower shop owner.
It turned out the girl's name was Honghong, twenty-eight years old, from a poor mountain area. She had been lured into prostitution by gangsters and forced into a foot massage parlor. She escaped and wandered to this city, where she was then coerced by a beggar gang. She sold flowers to couples on the street and pretended to be a dropout to beg. She was eventually forcibly taken to a city shelter by urban management officers.
She seemed to have no relatives, and no one came to redeem her after more than half a year in the shelter.
One day, Tong Yan, the deputy director of the Civil Affairs Bureau, inspected the shelter and felt sorry for Honghong. She rented her a shop belonging to the Civil Affairs Bureau, helping her open this small flower shop.
Tong Yan also introduced Honghong to a recent college graduate assigned to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The college graduate's name was something like Zhang Zhi; he was quite handsome and Tong Yan's favorite… Ah, so that's how it was.
An'an vaguely sensed something was amiss.
Honghong had fallen deeply in love with Zhang Zhi; he was practically her only hope in life, and she was completely devoted to him.
Her shop was a two-story building; the downstairs sold flowers, and the upstairs was where she lived.
This shop was also her and Zhang Zhi's temporary haven.
Honghong managed the flower shop very warmly and diligently.
If Honghong had rented the shop to someone else, the rent would have been at least three thousand yuan a month, but Tong Yan, claiming to be a relative of a civil affairs bureau employee, only charged her three hundred yuan a month.
Especially since Tong Yan had even sent her a prince charming, Honghong was overwhelmed with gratitude.
Every month, Honghong would buy gifts to express her thanks to Tong Yan.
Gradually, Tong Yan began to treat Honghong like family, even having children serve her in front of Honghong.
Honghong learned that these children were orphans Tong Yan had adopted from an orphanage, and she felt it was only right that these children were so filial and devoted to Tong Yan.
Honghong also considered herself Tongyan's adopted daughter, and without hesitation, wholeheartedly licked Tongyan's feet!
"Don't always bring me things anymore.
You don't earn money easily, save it for when you and Zhang Zhi get married.
Just come and be filial to me often!"
Tongyan said kindly, cupping Honghong's face in her hands.
When Honghong worked as a masseuse at the foot massage parlor, she washed the feet of more than ten customers every day. Some customers asked her to lick their feet.
Of course, this doubled her hourly rate, and her commission increased.
Many girls volunteered to lick the customers' feet.
At first, Honghong refused to lick the customers' smelly feet, so the boss stripped her naked, hung her up, whipped her, and stuffed ice cream into her vagina.
Honghong couldn't bear the torture and had no choice but to submit.
"You're so silly! You're in this line of work to make money, right? Do you hate money or customers' stinky feet? What's wrong with licking a customer's feet? You even lick their private parts with your mouth! When you're having sex with a customer, you don't seduce them into kissing you, which is the same as them licking their own feet! Besides, some customers like licking girls' feet, don't they? The stinkier your feet are, the more excited they feel and the more they like it!"
Her sister, who worked at the same foot massage parlor as Honghong, tried to reason with her.
Honghong was initially numb, but gradually got used to it.
Tongyan was her great benefactor; in Honghong's mind, Tongyan was so noble, and Tongyan's feet were so beautiful. Every day, her child would care for them with his mouth, washing them with milk; they were as tender as tofu and as smooth as jade.
Although they were quite smelly, Honghong didn't feel disgusted at all when licking them; instead, she was happy to be able to show respect to Tongyan! Besides, Tian Tian's four children were much younger than her, yet they were all so earnestly licking Tong Yan's feet.
Later, Hong Hong overheard Zhang Zhi whispering to her that Zhang Zhi also licked Tong Yan's feet, and she felt terrible.
However, Hong Hong comforted herself: she had been hiding the fact that she licked Tong Yan's feet from Zhang Zhi. She was conflicted; Tong Yan liked it, and she couldn't not do it to show her filial piety; but she was also worried that Zhang Zhi would look down on her if he found out, and even more afraid that he would know she had licked guests' feet before.
Now that Zhang Zhi was licking Tong Yan's feet, naturally he wouldn't blame her for it! Zhang Zhi didn't talk about Tong Yan much in front of Hong Hong, but when he did, he never hid his sincere admiration for her. He even said that Tong Yan's farts smelled sweet, and praised how magical her feet were, saying he dreamed of kissing them!
Honghong wasn't jealous of Zhang Zhi's adoration of Tong Yan. She felt that Zhang Zhi genuinely loved her; every time he kissed her and made love to her, it was so passionate! Zhang Zhi also knew a little about her past but didn't hold it against her, showing her great care in daily life.
Once, when she had a high fever, Zhang Zhi stayed by her side at the hospital for two days and two nights without sleep.
He always remembered her birthday and took her out for a big meal to celebrate.
Honghong was often deeply moved by this.
Honghong completely forgave Zhang Zhi's "bad" habit of licking Tong Yan's feet.
Honghong and Zhang Zhi had endless things to talk about whenever they were together.
Licking Tong Yan's feet became a topic they didn't shy away from.
Honghong felt the joy of honoring Tong Yan, while Zhang Zhi felt the excitement of his psychological desire being fulfilled.
When Honghong worked as a prostitute at a foot massage parlor, she found it strange that some customers liked to lick the prostitutes' feet, the smellier the better, and some even made advance reservations to have the prostitutes skip foot washing for several days.
A friend told her, "This is called a foot fetish. These kinds of customers are the easiest to make money from. You can sell them used stockings; they're worth more than new ones!" Honghong didn't find Zhang Zhi's foot fetish disgusting; on the contrary, she thought such men were even more adorable.
It was just a pity that Honghong's own feet weren't pretty—wide and rough—so Zhang Zhi never kissed them.
Honghong also couldn't bear to let Zhang Zhi lick her ugly feet, but she couldn't help licking his feet every time she washed them! Zhang Zhi always cherished them and wouldn't let her lick them. Sometimes, if he couldn't resist her insisting, he would only let her lick them after they were clean.
"My dear, you don't know, our Director Tong is practically a fairy descended from heaven! There's a female doctor named Bai Ping at the nursing home under our bureau. Guess how infatuated she is with Director Tong?"
Zhang Zhi said, his lips close to Honghong's.
"You wouldn't happen to like licking Director Tong's feet too, would you?" Honghong asked, licking Zhang Zhi's tongue twice.
"Director Tong doesn't like her licking his feet.
Director Tong likes little girls to lick his feet; little girls' mouths are clean and soft.
Hehe, baby, but Director Tong told me she quite likes you licking her feet,"
Zhang Zhi said, pinching Honghong's breasts twice.
Honghong felt a little sad and disheartened. If Zhang Zhi loved her, what boyfriend would like his girlfriend to lick another woman's feet? But if Zhang Zhi didn't love her, his tenderness and care made her feel happy and even touched.
In fact, even if Zhang Zhi didn't love her, as long as he didn't break up with her, she couldn't give up on him.
"I think you can't just lick Director Tong's feet; you should take some time to learn nail art techniques, to manicure Director Tong's toenails, and make Director Tong's feet even more beautiful,"
Zhang Zhi said, kissing Honghong.
"Okay, I'll go learn... Tell me how much that female doctor idolizes Director Tong."
Honghong had never disobeyed Zhang Zhi, but she didn't want to see the excitement Zhang Zhi showed whenever he mentioned licking Director Tong's feet.
"Hehe, let me tell you, that Dr. Bai especially likes to eat Director Tong's poop!"
Zhang Zhi told Honghong mysteriously.
"No way..."
Honghong blushed as she listened.
It wasn't that Honghong didn't believe it; she had personally witnessed Tong Yan making her children lick her anus clean after she defecated at home.
Sometimes, the children would mix Tong Yan's poop into their food and eat it.
Honghong thought that Tong Yan might be forcing the children to eat it, but when she privately asked several children, they all genuinely said that their mother's poop smelled good and they loved to eat it! "Why would I lie to you! Dr. Bai isn't the only one who eats Director Tong's shit.
There's a cleaner in our bureau named Qiongfen who also eats Director Tong's shit.
But Qiongfen doesn't seem to genuinely enjoy it; she does it out of flattery.
Qiongfen used to be a housewife. Her husband used to work in our bureau, but he died of cancer a few years ago. Qiongfen was left to raise her daughter alone, without any support. Director Tong took care of them, giving Qiongfen a temporary job at the bureau."
Zhang Zhi excitedly told Honghong, without a hint of embarrassment.
"..."
Honghong was quite ashamed, looking at Zhang Zhi with suspicion: How did Zhang Zhi know? "Don't get the wrong idea, I didn't see it with my own eyes. It's just that once, Director Tong was taking a dump and asked me to call Qiongfen over.
I was quite puzzled at the time, why would Director Tong call Qiongfen over when he was taking a dump? Qiongfen came right away and went into the bathroom with Director Tong.
When Director Tong came out and returned to his office, seeing my confused look, he didn't treat me like an outsider and told me that he had asked Qiongfen to lick his anus.
Because Director Tong was in charge of personnel in the bureau, after Qiongfen's husband passed away, she often came to the bureau to ask Director Tong to help her find a job, and every time she came, she would kneel down before him.
Once, Director Tong was in the bathroom..." "When Director Tong defecated, she actually knelt down in the bathroom. After he finished, she insisted on licking his anus.
Only then did Director Tong hire her to work at the bureau.
At first, Qiongfen thought that getting into the bureau meant a secure job, so she stopped licking Director Tong's anus.
But after less than two months, the bureau was going to fire her, and she panicked. She started licking Director Tong's anus again. Director Tong hated this kind of ungrateful person and angrily told Qiongfen to eat the excrement she had defecated. Actually, Director Tong was just saying it out of anger, but unexpectedly, Qiongfen actually scooped up the excrement that Director Tong had defecated in the toilet with her hands and ate it clean!"
Zhang Zhi explained to Honghong.
"Director Tong did this... and everyone in your bureau... knew that Bai Ping and Qiongfen ate Director Tong's excrement?"
Honghong was completely confused.
Honghong felt this was a shameful matter and would negatively impact Director Tong.
She didn't want Director Tong to make any mistakes.
"How could anyone else know? If Bai Ping and Qiongfen didn't tell, who else would know? It's because my relationship with Director Tong is unusual... that Director Tong told me."
When Zhang Zhi said "unusual relationship," his eyes darted to the side, and he paused for a moment.
Honghong, engrossed in Zhang Zhi's embrace, didn't notice his reaction.
"Director Tong is such a good person! It was all Bai Ping's doing.
Once, Director Tong suffered from constipation and couldn't defecate. He didn't think it was a serious illness, so he went to the nursing home to ask Bai Ping for a checkup and some medicine.
Bai Ping invited Director Tong to the infirmary and actually tried to suck out his feces with her mouth. Director Tong refused, so Bai Ping knelt down and begged him desperately.
Director Tong was also in too much pain from needing to defecate, so he agreed.
After Bai Ping sucked out the feces for Director Tong, she even put the feces in front of him..." They ate it all.
Even Director Tong himself was disgusted and almost vomited.
Later, Bai Ping frequently came to the bureau, wanting to eat Director Tong's excrement.
Director Tong felt sorry for her and gave in to her.
Bai Ping wasn't married, but she had an illegitimate daughter, supposedly pregnant after being raped, and for some reason, she gave birth to the child.
Bai Ping's daughter is now seventeen, and not only does she eat Director Tong's excrement herself, but she also makes her daughter eat it too!
Zhang Zhi seemed to disapprove of eating excrement as well.
"Bai Ping's daughter is willing to eat it?"
Honghong found it unbelievable.
"Bai Ping was incredibly strict with her daughter from a young age, disciplining her like a little lamb. Her daughter was terrified of her and dared not disobey her! So when Qiongfen ate Director Tong's excrement, Director Tong wasn't too surprised.
After that, Director Tong even made her child lick her anus when she defecated at home.
Before, at most, if Director Tong angered her child, she would punish the child by making them kneel in front of the toilet and smell her excrement."
Zhang Zhi displayed his knowledge of these secrets, indicating that he was Director Tong's favorite in the bureau.
"So Qiongfen's daughter also ate... Director Tong's excrement?"
Honghong was a little worried about what she would do if Tong Yan made her eat excrement one day. "Don't think of Director Tong like that.
Qiongfen doesn't treat her daughter like Bai Ping does. She doesn't force her daughter to eat Director Tong's excrement like Bai Ping does. Qiongfen's daughter is seventeen this year, and Director Tong has never said that she would make Qiongfen's daughter eat her excrement.
In fact, Director Tong doesn't often make Qiongfen eat her excrement; he just makes Qiongfen lick his anus,"
Zhang Zhi said, trying to exonerate Tong Yan.

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