Servility 1-4 Complete

Author: Dust
Word Count: 30,000 (1-4 Complete)
I. Childhood Memories
Everyone has unforgettable memories, but my memories from when I was six years old are the most unique and unforgettable. First, they greatly affected my personality. From then on, I became insecure, weak, timid, and cautious.
In family relationships, this manifested as being completely submissive to my wife, accepting everything she did. At first, my wife thought I was a good person, but over time she gradually treated me as a spineless coward, looking down on me from the bottom of her heart and trying every means to humiliate me.
I, however, always seemed indifferent, as if I could endure anything, which left me with almost no status at home. More importantly, this experience instilled in me an incurable masochistic foot fetish. Only when I fantasized about submitting to the tyranny of women, shamelessly licking their feet, did I feel sexually stimulated, incredibly excited, and experience the pleasure of orgasm.
Although sex is only a small part of life, I think it's the most crucial. It's precisely because of my masochistic foot fetish in sexual orientation that I have all the aforementioned personality flaws, leading to failures in my life, love, and career.
Perhaps I shouldn't attribute all the blame to my childhood experiences; it may all be related to my innate nature. But I still believe that my childhood experience was indeed very special. If it weren't for that unforgettable experience, perhaps that deep-seated servility wouldn't have surfaced and ruined my life.
When I was six years old, my family lived in a small county town. I had a younger sister named Jingjing, one year younger than me, and Weiwei, two years older than me. I also had an older sister named Lili, two years older than Weiwei. We lived in the same compound.
Both families had one son and one daughter, but there was a significant difference between my siblings and Lili's siblings. This difference was caused by family circumstances. Lili's father was the secretary of the factory, and her mother was the director of the education bureau, so her family was very well-off. As for my family, my mother repaired shoes at the entrance of the compound, and my father used to work in a factory, but he was fired. Therefore, we were very poor, practically destitute.
My family was a recipient of poverty alleviation assistance from Lily's parents. My clothes and Jingjing's clothes were hand-me-downs from Weiwei and Lily, so we were always deeply grateful to Lily's family. Every year during the Lunar New Year, we would visit them. My memories begin in the winter when I was six years old.
That Lunar New Year's Eve seemed particularly cold. When I entered Lily's house, they had already started clearing the table. Seeing Lily's mother sweeping the chicken bones and fish bones into the dustpan, my eyes widened.
Then I heard a sweet laugh. Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw Lily wearing a new white sweater, her little white feet bare, sitting on the large sofa watching TV. Weiwei and a girl I'd never seen before, about Lily's age, were also sitting on the sofa watching TV. Later, I learned that this girl was Lily's cousin, Yuanyuan.
Looking at Lily and her brother, dressed smartly, and then at my sister and me, wearing ill-fitting old clothes, socks, and shoes, I felt a sense of inferiority for the first time in my life.
When I looked at Lily again, noticing the slightly disdainful look she gave my sister and me, I involuntarily lowered my head. My eyes, however, were unconsciously drawn to Lily's snow-white bare feet. Suddenly, I thought those bare feet were so beautiful, as if they possessed a kind of magic, making me feel numb all over, like I'd taken some kind of drug.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and wish your uncle and aunt a Happy New Year! What did I tell you at home?"
I looked up at my father blankly, but he gestured for me and Jingjing to kneel down and kowtow to Lily's parents, who were busy clearing the table. He chuckled and said, "These two little ones haven't even had a chance to eat before they're eager for me to bring them to wish you a Happy New Year. Hurry up and kowtow! Don't stop until your uncle and aunt tell you to, keep kowtowing until they give you lucky money."
My sister and I quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Lily's parents. Only then did they put down what they were doing and sit down to accept our kowtows. The moment I looked up after kowtowing, I noticed a look of disdain and arrogance in Lily's mother's eyes. This look, combined with her little leg swinging back and forth in front of me, perfectly illustrated her thoughts. We had come to wish her a Happy New Year with an ulterior motive: to get a good meal and some old clothes, socks, and shoes that her family was going to throw away as a reward. In other words, we had come to beg. Therefore, as the one who bestows the favor, she should rightfully accept our kneeling and worship.
But instead of feeling any aversion to her contemptuous attitude, I felt even more apprehensive. When I looked up, I dared not look at her face again, but instead watched reverently as she kowtowed respectfully with her feet, clad in red plastic slippers, swaying back and forth in front of me.
At that moment, I felt a strange longing and awe for Lily's mother's feet deep in my heart. It was as if I wasn't bowing my head for New Year's greetings, but simply for that foot wearing a red slipper perched on my head. Then her cold and sarcastic voice rang out above my sister and me: "I think it's not just them who didn't eat, you didn't eat either, did you? There are still a few plates of leftovers that we don't know what to do with. We never eat leftovers in our family, and we don't have cats or dogs that eat leftovers. It's perfect that you're here. Jianjian, get up quickly, or the leftovers will get cold. Go eat."
"Alright, alright, what are you saying? Zhiqiang! You're not angry, are you?" Lily's father said with a smile.
"Not at all, how could I be angry with my sister-in-law? This is an honor for us, I'm too grateful to thank her." Lily's mother's words were extremely humiliating, but my father didn't care at all.
"Okay, alright, you've kowtowed so many times and you still won't stop. Looks like I have to give you New Year's money, haha!"
Lily's dad said, taking out two ten-yuan bills and giving them to my sister and me. We then said thank you and stood up.
Lily's mom, however, didn't even look at us. She stood up and, in that arrogant and sarcastic tone, instructed my father: "I've already cleaned the table. I don't want it to get dirty again. Move the leftovers to the chairs to eat. After you're done eating, just clean up the floor. I'll go clean up my old clothes and socks now!"
After saying that, she walked straight into the inner room. My bewildered gaze followed Lily's mom's feet, watching her rounded heels and the snow-white soles that were revealed when she lifted her foot, until they disappeared from sight. Only then did I raise my head in a sense of loss.
My father, unable to wait any longer, grabbed a half-eaten chicken leg bone and stuffed it into his mouth. While sucking on the bone, he pushed several stools together, moved the unfinished plates of chicken, duck, and fish onto them, and handed two pairs of used chopsticks from the leftover plate to my sister and me, telling us to eat as much as we wanted.
My sister and I then squatted down and began to eat. Although it was leftovers, it was all delicious food I had never tasted before. I couldn't even believe that such delicious food existed in the world, and I sucked every bone clean, just like my father.
The loud sounds of my father and me sucking bones and our messy eating made Lily and the others watching TV on the sofa
laugh uncontrollably, forgetting all about the exciting Spring Festival Gala.
After we finished eating, my father asked Jingjing and me to help him clean up. We tidied up Lily's house spotless. Just as I was about to leave with my father, Lily spoke up: "Mom, let them stay and play with us!"
Although Lily's mother's eyes were still full of dislike and disdain as she looked at me and Jingjing, she ultimately couldn't persuade Lily and Weiwei otherwise, and said helplessly, "Alright, since the children are happy on New Year's Eve, let them stay and play. You go home first!"
My father happily went home, and Lily, Weiwei, and Yuanyuan took me to a room inside to play games. After entering the room, Lily suggested playing blind man's bluff: "If you can't find anyone after three minutes with the towel covered, you have to be someone else's 'horse' for one minute, okay?"
Next, Lily covered her face with a towel and quickly grabbed Weiwei, who then grabbed Yuanyuan, who in turn grabbed me. But after putting on the blindfold, I was completely disoriented. Three minutes later, Lily called out that time was up. I took off the towel, and through the blur, Lily smiled at me and said, "Okay, lie down!"
I obeyed and lay down on all fours.
"No, you need to do it like this, knees on the ground, that's more stable. Okay, like this! I'm going to ride a horse now!" I felt a warm, soft, yet heavy bottom sit on my back.
"Alright, I'm ready, giddy up!" Lily's sweet voice called out.
Because Lily was four years older and much taller than me, I was almost pinned to the ground, let alone crawling forward. Seeing that I couldn't move, Lily said disdainfully, "Hey, what's wrong? You can't even grope a blind man properly, let alone be a horse! Useless! Crawl, crawl!"
To avoid being looked down upon by Lily and thought I was useless, I gritted my teeth and forced myself to crawl forward. My knees ached from kneeling, but after a few steps, I couldn't move anymore.
"What are you good for? Useless thing, idiot! You can't even be a horse properly!" Lily scolded angrily. After sitting on me for a few seconds, Lily quickly thought of a new way to play "riding a horse.
" "Weiwei, go get the towel under the basin."
Soon, Weiwei brought over a dirty towel. Lily happily ordered me to open my mouth and bite the middle of the towel. She wrapped her legs around my neck, held the towel by both ends, and rode me like a horse, making me crawl on the ground.
I felt much more relaxed this time, but the towel in my mouth had a strange, salty taste.
The game continued like this. My sister and I could never reach them, so we took turns being the three siblings' horses. We had a lot of fun. When five-year-old Jingjing's thin neck was trapped under chubby Yuanyuan's big bottom by her legs, and she crawled on her knees with difficulty, I burst out laughing at Jingjing's clumsy movements. When they rode me, Jingjing laughed just as happily.
To be honest, my sister and I didn't feel anything other than happiness at the time. And I noticed that Jingjing seemed to prefer being ridden by Weiwei. When Lily and Yuanyuan wanted to ride her, she would pout and look unwilling, but when Weiwei rode her, she would be very happy, willingly lying on the ground with her mouth open, waiting for Weiwei to put the towel in her mouth.
After playing for a while, Jingjing and I were so sore our knees could barely touch the ground. That's when I finally realized Lily's little trick. She always tied the towels tightly around Jingjing and me, but when she tied them for the three siblings, she always left a gap. A quick glance upwards revealed where they were hiding, allowing them to quickly and accurately grab Jingjing and me, then ride us like horses.
The three siblings were clearly having a lot of fun. For them, riding wasn't the most enjoyable part; what made them happiest was seeing us being tricked and manipulated, yet they laughed so happily. So when I exposed Lily's trick, the three siblings almost laughed until they cried, while Jingjing and I weren't angry at all, just watching them laugh foolishly.
Just then, Lily's mother came in: "Weiwei, where's our foot towel? Your dad and I were washing our feet. Oh, here it is! You guys, why play with a foot towel of all things? Don't you find it smelly?"
Hearing this, the three of them laughed even harder. Only then did I realize that what Lily had made my sister and me put in our mouths as horse reins was her family's foot towel. No wonder it tasted strange when we put it in our mouths, and it smelled like something else.
Thinking about this, I didn't feel the anger that should come from being fooled. Instead, my gaze drifted blankly to Lily's mother's feet in red slippers. Her fair and plump feet had clearly just been washed, with glistening water droplets still clinging to her toes and ankles. Seeing those sexy and elegant feet, my heart fluttered, and my face flushed red to my ears. At that moment, besides the original stench from the foot towel, my mouth tasted strangely sour, and I drooled profusely, as if those elegant feet had suddenly been shoved into my mouth.
"Hey, what are you laughing at? What's making you so happy? Here, you three come out and wash your feet too. After you wash your feet, hurry up and go to sleep. What time is it?" With that, Lily's mother took the foot towel from Lily's hand and left the house.
Only then did I realize my lapse in composure. I quickly swallowed the large amount of saliva in my mouth and looked up at Lily and the others. They were already laughing and hugging each other, while my sister stood there dumbly, laughing along.
I looked into Lily's beautiful yet mischievous eyes and laughed foolishly. Lily laughed so hard she could barely breathe, saying, "Haha, why were you staring so intently at my mom's feet just now? And after looking, you're still like this..." As she spoke, she mimicked how I had swallowed earlier, exaggeratedly craning her neck and swallowing loudly, laughing as she said, "Haha, really? You're drooling over my mom's feet? Want to eat them? What? My family's foot towel smells good, doesn't it? Tell me what it smells like? Hmm, is it fragrant or stinky? Say something! It must smell good, right? Otherwise, why would you..." She burst into laughter.
I blushed uncontrollably, lowering my head, but my gaze involuntarily drifted to Lily's feet in her yellow slippers. Just as I was about to look away, Lily suddenly pulled her feet out of the slippers, and my eyes were instantly captivated by those small, delicate, jade-like bare feet. My mind went blank, and my mouth watered profusely. It took me a few seconds to come to my senses.
My face flushed and my heart pounded as I reluctantly looked away from Lily's feet, afraid to swallow the saliva in my mouth, lest Lily laugh at me again.
Lily laughed even louder: "Haha, seeing my feet, are you drooling again? Tell me, do you like my feet? Do you like eating my foot towel? Does it taste good? Tell me, tell me! Are you afraid to say it, or are you afraid your drool will spill out?" Suddenly, Lily pressed one hand on my head and pinched the corner of my mouth with the other, saying, "Open your mouth! Let me see if you're drooling! Open your mouth!"
Caught off guard, I involuntarily opened my mouth, and a long stream of saliva gushed out and dripped onto the ground.
Lily and her two siblings burst into laughter again. Jingjing seemed to sense something was wrong and stopped laughing with them, just staring blankly at us.
"Hey, are you done yet? Come out and wash your feet!" Lily's mother called out.
"Oh, coming!" Lily called out loudly, then whispered to me, "Wait here for a bit, we'll be right back for you some candy."
My mind immediately snapped out of what had just happened, my head filled with fantasies of the fancy milk candy from Shanghai. About ten minutes later, Lily and her two siblings returned in slippers. Lily happily scattered a handful of colorful candies on the bed. Just as I was about to take some, Lily said, "What, you want some candy? It's not that easy. These candies are from Shanghai. Do you want some?"
My sister and I nodded eagerly.
"Haha, okay, there's a condition. You put the foot towel in your mouth for one more minute, and I'll give you all these candies." Lily then divided the candies on the bed in half, pointed to the other half, and said to Jingjing, "You want some too, right? You put Yuanyuan's sock in your mouth for one minute, and I'll give you all these candies, okay?" My
sister and I, our mouths watering, nodded firmly as we looked at the candies.
"Haha, okay, open your mouths! In one minute, these delicious candies will be yours! Come on, open your mouths. I'll feed Jianjian our family's foot towel, and Yuanyuan will feed Jingjing her socks."
I opened my mouth wide as Lily crumpled the used, damp foot towel into a ball and shoved it into my mouth. Soon my little mouth was full, but a lot of the towel was still sticking out. Lily kept stuffing it in until my cheeks were bulging before she stopped.
Instantly, my mouth was filled with the smell of the foot towel, and this time the smell was even stronger, because Lily's family of four and Yuanyuan had just used it to wipe their feet.
At the same time, Yuanyuan stuffed two dirty, yellow socks with slightly blackened soles, which she had just taken off while washing her feet, into Jingjing's mouth. Yuanyuan must have sweaty feet; I could smell her foot odor when she rode on me during our game. Her dirty socks must smell much worse than the foot towel. I really don't know how my sister endured it.
I turned to look at my poor little sister and saw a bit of yellow sock top sticking out of her mouth. Her cheeks were bulging and her little face was flushed red. When she saw the large piece of rag sticking out of my mouth, her expression became very proud. She reached out and desperately stuffed the small piece of sock top that was sticking out of her mouth into her mouth and held it tightly.
"Haha, Jingjing, you're so amazing! You're much better than your brother. Look at your mouth, it's so small, yet you can still eat Yuanyuan's two smelly socks. You're so great! Yuanyuan's socks are so smelly, right? But if you like eating Yuanyuan's smelly socks, we'll all like you. Tell me, do you like eating Yuanyuan's smelly socks?"
My sister nodded firmly, making a "mmm" sound.
"Yes, we like Jingjing the most! Yuanyuan's smelly socks are delicious!"
My sister nodded firmly again.
"Haha, look at you, the brother is not as good as the sister. How about it, does my rag taste good? Answer quickly!"
I nodded hurriedly and made "mmm" sounds to indicate that it was delicious.
"So, do you like eating our family's foot towel?"
I nodded again.
"Haha, look, so he likes eating our family's foot towel! How is it? This foot towel is much tastier than the one before, right? The foot towel we ate before was used yesterday, it was all dried out, but this one was just used by my dad, my mom, Yuanyuan, and Weiwei and me, the five of us. How is it? Does it taste good? Isn't it fragrant?"
I nodded repeatedly, afraid that the candy I was about to eat would fly away again.
"Haha, look, it seems that they like our family's feet, otherwise how could they think that a tattered foot towel smells so good? Haha, it's hilarious!"
Lily and Yuanyuan then took the foot towel out of my mouth and the sock out of Jingjing's mouth, gave us the candy and let us go home. After we got home, my sister quickly went to bed with candy in her mouth, but I kept thinking about Lily's mom and Lily's feet, and the smell of that foot towel, and it took me a while to fall asleep.
That night, I had a dream. I dreamt I was kneeling at Lily's mother's feet, kissing the instep of her feet, which were wearing red plastic slippers. As I kissed, the big foot suddenly turned into Lily's small foot. I looked up sharply and saw Lily smiling mischievously at me. Suddenly, Lily's face turned into her mother's face, looking down at me haughtily and coldly. I was so frightened that I quickly lowered my face to kiss her feet.
At that moment, I suddenly felt a heat in my groin. When I opened my eyes, I realized I had wet the bed.
Ever since visiting Lily's house for the New Year, a longing began to stir in my young heart. I yearned for everything about Lily's family. I even considered everything that happened that night as beautiful, including kowtowing to Lily's parents, being tricked into riding them like horses during games, and Lily mischievously stuffing a foot towel into my mouth. I found all of these things wonderful, especially the memory of Lily and her mother's beautiful feet and the smell of their foot towels. From that day on, I felt that Lily's house was heaven, and Lily and her family were angels from heaven.
However, just a few days later, Lily's family moved to a place I didn't know because of her parents' job transfer. It was truly a cruel twist of fate. Just when I had a sweet dream, the harsh reality quickly shattered it all.
From then on, the memory of Lily and her mother's beautiful feet and the smell of their foot towels became the most unforgettable part of my mind, constantly popping up in my fantasies and dreams, disturbing my peace of mind.
Second,
after twenty years of humiliating home-schooling, it's truly unimaginable that I, a poor child, would become a staff member in a government agency. I must thank some teachers who helped me with my studies.
Especially noteworthy is my homeroom teacher, Ms. Hou Yumei, from my senior year of high school tutoring class. It's fair to say that without Ms. Hou's special care, I wouldn't have been able to get into university.
Ms. Hou noticed that although my math scores were very poor, I was very motivated, so she decided to give me individual tutoring at her home.
Upon entering, I noticed that Ms. Hou wasn't a very diligent person; her house was a mess. I put down my books and started helping her clean. Ms. Hou didn't stop me; she just sat on the sofa watching me clean efficiently.
The next afternoon after school, I went back to Ms. Hou's house for more tutoring. As soon as I entered, Ms. Guo sat down on the sofa to rest. I started working again, but after a while, I ran out of things to do. At that moment, I noticed that Ms. Guo's eyes were glancing towards the bathroom, so I excused myself to go to the bathroom to check. I saw a large pile of clothes on the washing machine and said, "Ms. Guo, let me wash your clothes for you."
As I was about to put water in the washing machine, I heard Ms. Guo say, "Hmm, Zhao Xiaojian, those... those things at the very bottom can't be machine washed. Machine washing will ruin them!"
I pulled out the clothes at the bottom, and a foul smell hit my nose. I saw that they were dirty bras, panties, and dirty stockings. There were four or five pairs of stockings alone, and each pair had hard stains on the soles. There were also some hard stains on two pairs of panties. I didn't know if it was dried urine or something else, but it gave off a pungent smell. Combined with the foot odor from the dirty stockings, it was truly unbearable. But at that moment, my little brother inexplicably became erect as if he had been electrocuted.
My heart was pounding, and it took me a while to come to my senses. A secret thrill, however, swelled within me. Ms. Guo had actually asked me to wash these things, which showed how much she trusted me. If I helped her wash them too, she would surely tutor me well. Suppressing my excitement, I whispered, "Oh, I understand. I'll wash these by hand. You can rest assured."
I placed the dirty items in a basin and was about to pour water in when a thought struck me. I walked up to Ms. Guo and said, "Teacher, since we're washing them anyway, one more pair won't hurt. Let me wash your socks too."
"Ugh! I'm so embarrassed to have you wash these things," Ms. Guo said, blushing as she tried to get up to take off her stockings.
"It's alright, it's only right that I do some housework for you. Ms. Guo, don't move, you rest, I'll do it." Saying this, I quickly bent down to help Ms. Guo take off her stockings.
"Um, please help me take them off, I'm so embarrassed," Ms. Guo said, making excuses. But seeing me bend down, she changed her mind and leaned back on the sofa.
Then I noticed she was wearing red plastic slippers. These slippers immediately reminded me of the ones Lily's mother wore. The image of Lily's mother's sexy, plump feet, raised high in front of me as she knelt and kowtowed, suddenly jumped before my eyes. My little brother, which had just softened, suddenly hardened again, and my heart began to pound wildly.
Seeing me squat down, Ms. Guo didn't even bother to kick off her slippers. My mouth was dry, and my face was flushed. I grabbed her feet and helped her remove the slippers and stockings. A strong smell of foot odor hit me; it seemed she hadn't washed her feet for days.
After grabbing the socks, I rushed to the bathroom. As I squatted in front of the basin, intending to throw them in, I couldn't resist the temptation of my hard penis. I couldn't help but hold the dirty stockings, which reeked of Teacher Guo's foot odor, to my nose. A wave of stench instantly filled my lungs, and I almost vomited. I quickly threw them into the basin.
After pouring in water, I regretted it. I quickly picked up Teacher Guo's dirty underwear, stained with urine, from the water and brought it to my nose. The pungent stench made me nauseous again. Only then did I suppress the inexplicable urge and settle down to wash Teacher Guo's dirty underwear and socks. These things were very dirty, but to please Teacher Guo, I washed them very carefully.
In the days that followed, whenever I encountered a problem I didn't understand, I would go to Teacher Guo's house for tutoring. Of course, before each tutoring session, I had to do chores for her.
If Ms. Guo was initially a little embarrassed to ask me to do housework, she later became completely at ease. When I washed her socks, she would usually lie on the sofa without even looking at me, just stretching out her feet so I could squat down and take them off for her. It
was already quite inappropriate for a teacher to ask a student to do housework like this, and for a student to be so respectful to a teacher was almost excessive. But one incident made my already subservient housework even more degrading. I didn't blame Ms. Guo at all; it was all due to my nature. Perhaps this outcome was exactly what I had subconsciously longed for. Although Ms. Guo wasn't particularly beautiful, her dirty shoes, smelly socks, and pungent underwear undeniably held an attraction for me.
One afternoon, I went to Ms. Guo's house for tutoring. As usual, I took off her dirty stockings to wash in the bathroom. Since I often came to help, Ms. Guo didn't have many dirty clothes left; all that needed washing was a pair of black silk panties and the dirty stockings she had just taken off.
I took out Ms. Guo's foot basin. Squatting down felt a little difficult. When I took off her socks, my erect penis felt a bit tight inside her jeans, making my mouth dry.
Holding the dirty stockings, I suddenly felt a strong urge. Before, I'd only ever smelled my teacher's smelly stockings and dirty underwear; I wondered what it would taste like to put this filth in my mouth. Suddenly, I remembered the smell of Lily's foot towel. It felt like that damp foot towel was being shoved back into my mouth, making my mouth water.
Ms. Guo was sitting on the sofa watching TV. I quietly closed the door. My heart pounded as I squatted in front of the foot bath, trembling like a thief. I stuffed the dirty stockings, still damp with sweat, that I'd just pulled off Ms. Guo's smelly feet into my mouth. A salty, pungent odor immediately filled my mouth, intensely stimulating my base desires. I chewed on the dirty stockings, their salty, sweaty smell emanating from them, while simultaneously grabbing a pair of dirty underwear from the basin and pressing the filthy part—Ms. Guo's crotch, sticky with dried white fluid—to my nose. A pungent, pungent stench assaulted my brain.
Just as my penis was about to burst, the bathroom door creaked open. I turned around in alarm, only to see Ms. Guo staring at me blankly, her eyes wide. She quickly realized what had happened.
"Hahaha!" Seeing me squatting on the floor, my mouth stuffed with something, my nose covered by her dirty underwear, looking at her in utter terror, she first let out three "ha"s, each one filled with contempt.
"I never expected this, Zhao Xiaojian! You little brat, you always seemed so ambitious, but you'd do something so shameful! How shameless of you! What's stuffed in your mouth? Open your mouth!"
I shook my head in terror, instinctively afraid that Ms. Guo would find out I had her stockings in my mouth, which would only make her angrier.
"Ha, you're too scared to open your mouth? Go ahead and never open your mouth again!" Ms. Guo looked around and laughed contemptuously. "Fine, fine, you'll just keep your mouth shut. Come on, come out, let's talk outside."
Ms. Guo grabbed my ear and dragged me out of the bathroom. She led me to the sofa and sat me down. I stood before her, head bowed in shame, unable to look at her face. My gaze naturally fell on her feet, clad in red slippers.
Her legs were crossed with a smug sway, instantly reminding me of Lily's mother's haughty foot that had been propped up above my head as I knelt and kowtowed.
"Tell me, what are you going to do? A student actually did something so vulgar and shameless, smelling the teacher's dirty underwear! Disgusting, scoundrel! Do you even deserve to be a student? Even if you get into university, you'll be trash. I'm reporting this to the school tomorrow, let's see how they deal with you!"
Hearing this, I was terrified. If this got to the school, I wouldn't be able to go to school anymore, I wouldn't even be able to face anyone.
My knees trembled, and I knelt down at Teacher Guo's feet with a thud, tears streaming down my face as I looked up at her and shook my head desperately. But Teacher Guo's anger had subsided considerably, replaced by a smug expression. Seeing me kneeling at her feet, begging for mercy with tears streaming down my face, her expression became even more triumphant, so much so that her crossed legs swung arrogantly in front of my face, her red slippers almost touching my chin.
"Hehe, things have come to this point, there's no use denying it now. What's in your mouth? I know even if you don't tell me, it's my dirty sock, right? I felt something was off when I heard you quietly closing the door, I never expected you to do something so despicable. Hmph, eating my stinky sock, aren't you disgusted?
Look at your pathetic state!"
At this moment, the teacher angrily kicked my mouth with the cold sole of her slipper, and continued to shout, "Why don't you take that out of your mouth? Do you want to keep it in your mouth forever?"
I hurriedly pulled the sock out of my mouth, which was now soaked with my saliva, and the damp heat gave off an even stronger foot odor. Teacher Guo frowned in disgust and continued, "Tell me, what should we do? Should we hand you over to the school?"
I desperately shook my head and cried, "Please, Teacher Guo, please don't tell the school, if the school finds out, everything is over for me, please give me a chance, please, Teacher Guo." As I spoke, I suddenly started kowtowing to Teacher Guo, begging her for forgiveness.
I knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging, but Ms. Guo calmly accepted it, her legs dangling high above my head. After a good half minute, she said in a contemptuous yet smug tone, "Alright, I'll let you off this time, but you have to write a proper self-criticism, detailing what you did today and your understanding of it. It has to be profound. If it's not well-written, I'll still report it to the school tomorrow, understand? Okay, stop kowtowing, get up and write it."
Only then did I stop kowtowing and get up to write
the self-criticism. I wrote a very profound self-criticism, a full page, detailing the process of my despicable and vile act, and confessing to the fact that I had previously held Ms. Guo's smelly stockings and dirty underwear to my nose to smell them. As for my motive for doing this, I attributed it to a strange desire in the self-criticism.
At the end of my self-criticism, I bitterly denounced myself as a despicable rogue, acknowledging that Teacher Guo's timely intervention saved me, for which I was extremely grateful. I pledged to cherish this opportunity and, under Teacher Guo's guidance, diligently reform my filthy thoughts.
After I finished writing the self-criticism, Teacher Guo had me put my fingerprint on it, then smiled and put it away. Her face was no longer filled with anger, but rather with undisguised smugness.
"Haha, you'd better listen to your teacher from now on, otherwise, hmph..."
I understood what she meant; the self-criticism was now in her hands, and she could ruin my future at any time with this piece of paper, whenever she wanted. Looking at her smug smile, I couldn't help but tremble again.
"Sigh! You silly child, I was planning to give you a good tutoring session today, but this whole thing has ruined my mood. Sigh! My legs are killing me after standing at the podium all day. I really want to soak my feet, but I'm too lazy to move. Sigh!" Teacher Guo looked at my pale face and said smugly, swinging her leg back and forth.
"Um, Teacher Guo, you rest, let the student soak your feet!" I quickly said.
"How can that be? It's already hard enough that I make you wash socks and underwear, making you soak your feet would be even more unfair to you!" Teacher Guo said with a sarcastic smile.
"No, no, no, Teacher Guo, you work so hard, it's only right that I, your student, give you a foot bath. Besides, I genuinely want to help you with your foot bath, and I'll feel bad if you don't let me."
"Hmm, you'll feel bad if I don't give you a foot bath? I don't understand. Why?"
"Really, um, well, well…" I stammered, "Teacher Guo, you are the person I respect most. Just thinking about how uncomfortable your feet are, how much pain you're suffering, makes me feel terrible. So I really want to give you a foot bath, Teacher, please grant my request."
To move Teacher Guo with my sincerity, I acted very eager, as if I would die of anxiety if she didn't let me serve her feet. I'm not stupid. Since Teacher Guo said she wanted a foot bath but was too lazy to move, she definitely wanted me to serve her. I dared not disobey her; right now, she could crush me like an ant under her feet at any moment.
"Haha, alright, look at you, acting like you'd be really anxious if I didn't let you wash my feet. I can skip washing your feet, but it wouldn't be good if you got sick from worrying. Haha, go get the water!" Teacher Guo's tone was as if she were bestowing a reward upon me.
"Thank you, Teacher Guo." I hurried to the bathroom to get water, and behind me came Teacher Guo's praising words: "You're quite clever, Zhao Xiaojian. I like smart kids like you. Keep being smart!"
Teacher Guo's words sounded meaningful, and of course I knew what she meant.
I quickly prepared the foot bath water and brought it to Teacher Guo, who still had her legs crossed high. As I squatted down to place the foot basin, instead of lowering her foot, she leaned back and raised it high. Because I was squatting low, the heel of her raised slipper brushed against my head. She showed no intention of putting her foot down, instead placing it on my head and laughing, saying, "Hurry up, my foot's tired!"
I quickly removed my foot from my head, took off my slipper, and put it in the water to wash it carefully. Ms. Guo's feet were large and plump, with fair skin, so they weren't unattractive. Therefore, I didn't feel wronged while washing her feet; instead, I felt happy. I washed them very carefully and meticulously. After washing, she didn't remove her feet. Instead, she casually placed one foot on my shoulder and raised the other in front of me, smiling and saying, "Oh dear, my feet still feel a little sore after soaking. It would be nice if someone could massage them."
I quickly picked up Ms. Guo's feet and began to massage them. At this point, I was terrified of Ms. Guo, so I didn't dare to neglect her precious feet in the slightest, massaging them very gently and carefully.
Ms. Guo hummed comfortably, praising my massage, which pleased me greatly.
As she massaged, she suddenly pulled her foot back. I looked up in surprise, only to see her staring at me with wide, seductive eyes. Aside from her fair skin, Ms. Guo wasn't particularly attractive, and her seductive smile didn't suit her at all. I stared blankly at her, when suddenly her face darkened. She thrust her large, white foot, which she had just pulled from my hand and raised in front of me, forward, her toes pressing against my lips.
"Open your mouth!" Ms. Guo's commanding tone brooked no disobedience.
I was stunned at first, then my heart began to pound wildly. My penis hardened again—how exciting!
How many times had I shamelessly smelled Ms. Guo's stockings, fantasizing about her stinky feet being stuffed into my mouth
? Suddenly, I thought of Lily's mother's noble foot, dangling above my head, enjoying my adoration.
Wasn't this my long-held dream? Suddenly, I knelt down at the teacher's feet with a thud. Startled by my sudden action, she pulled her foot back, but I snatched her elegant, plump foot and shoved it into my mouth, frantically sucking on her big toe.
As I reverently held her toe and sucked, my eyes were fixed on Ms. Guo's face, which sat high on the sofa.
Ms. Guo's face first showed a hint of surprise, then filled with disdain as she looked at me, as if I were a disgusting insect on the sole of her shoe. But when she saw me licking her sole so vulgarly, she smiled smugly, leaned back on the sofa, stretched out her legs, and let her foot enjoy my tongue. Later, she even hummed comfortably.
After I had satisfied her licking of that foot, she didn't even look at me, but instead placed that foot on my shoulder and offered her other foot to my mouth for me to lick.
After licking for about twenty minutes, she finally withdrew her foot, satisfied. Then she ordered me to wash the underwear and socks that I hadn't washed earlier. Next, she ordered me to find several pairs of men's leather shoes under the bed, saying they were left behind by her husband a few months ago when he went out. She said they hadn't been cleaned since they got dirty and that I should clean them now.
I saw they were indeed quite dirty, and as I wrinkled my nose to pick up the brush, Ms. Guo angrily said, "Why are you wrinkling your nose? Don't you want to clean them because they smell? I don't even complain about my husband's smelly feet. If you don't want to clean them, put them down!"
I quickly said, terrified, "They don't smell, do they?" She sneered, "Hmph, not smelly, huh? How do you know they don't smell? Smell them first, then tell me if they smell!"
Her words were clearly meant to insult me, but I dared not disobey. I brought her husband's dirty shoes to my nose and took a deep breath. Sure enough, there was a strong smell of men's stinky feet, but I pretended to be happy and told her they didn't smell. Only then did she let me start cleaning her husband's dirty shoes.
For a while after that, whether or not I went to Ms. Guo's house for tutoring was no longer up to me. Ms. Guo could call me to her house at any time under the pretext of tutoring, and I never had an inconvenience because I was a boarding student.
Once I went to her house, there was no longer any of the politeness a teacher would show to a student. She bluntly told me that she liked to see me kneeling and licking her feet, saying that I looked very lowly, while she felt very noble.
Usually, as soon as I entered the door, she would sit on the sofa and make me kneel at her feet and lick them. At first, she would ask me to wash her feet before licking them, but later she found it troublesome and told me to just lick her dirty feet directly. Although her dirty feet were usually very smelly, I dared not disobey and instead licked them even more carefully until there was no smell left. What's worse, I later actually began to admire Ms. Guo from the bottom of my heart and hopelessly enjoyed licking her smelly feet. Every time I licked them, my penis would swell up as if it was about to burst, and the smellier the feet were, the more my penis would swell up.
Of course, besides foot massages, she also made me do all the housework: mopping, wiping windows, cooking, washing dishes, and so on. But she never let me give her oral sex. Once, I was licking her smelly feet until she moaned with pleasure, and my penis was about to burst. I tried to move my mouth up, hoping to lick her genitals, but she glared at me fiercely, stomped my head down, and coldly told me that my lowly mouth was only fit to lick her smelly feet and had no right to touch her noble place. I could tell
she was really angry. From then on, I never dared to have any improper thoughts about her noble genitals again. I could only secretly put her smelly underwear in my mouth and taste the flavor of her genitals when I was washing her underwear in the bathroom. Even though
Ms. Guo eventually treated me completely like her slave, she didn't relax her tutoring of my math. Ms. Guo's tutoring was very effective. In the college entrance examination, my math score was among the top, and I was able to get into university smoothly.
I'm a grateful person, and even during university breaks, I often went to Ms. Guo's house to do chores. At that time, Ms. Guo's attitude towards me remained the same; she still treated me like her servant. She knew I enjoyed being her servant, and going to her house was essentially about being her servant. I really enjoyed the feeling of being her servant and being enslaved by her.
During many days of university, I would reminisce about the smell of her dirty shoes, smelly socks, and pungent underwear, and often fantasize in bed about licking her smelly feet and using my hands to relieve myself.

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