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He couldn't wait to call Bingbing. What kind of person was this mysterious woman? Han Yu decided to find out. After getting off the plane and paying the bill, Han Yu walked alone on the street, phone in hand. He wanted to find a quiet place, and to avoid unnecessary trouble, he walked a long way to a secluded alley. He dialed Bingbing's number. Bingbing's name flashed on the screen, each flash making Han Yu's heart pound. The call connected.
"Hello~~"

A cold, mature female voice answered.

"Oh, is this Bingbing?" Han Yu felt his voice tremble slightly.

"Yes, who are you?" The cold voice sounded somewhat surprised.

"My name is Hanyu. You might not remember me, but we met on the ×× forum a few days ago. I..." "Oh, it's you! I remember now, it's little Hanyu. Your voice sounds really young, hehe. Did you miss me? I just left my number yesterday, and you called today." Bingbing broke the awkward silence for Hanyu, her voice becoming much gentler. At this moment, Hanyu felt she was more like his older sister.

"Why can't I get online? I'll miss you." Hanyu's voice was so soft he could barely hear the last word.

"What? Oh, because I have work. But these past few days I've been doing work you're familiar with. Someone paid a lot of money to find me. You know what it's for, right? Want to come and see?"

Hanyu immediately guessed, because he had seen a lot of information on the forum about M seeking S training, and many of these required money. Hanyu had never thought about this before. He didn't have the money, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't do it. He felt this behavior didn't align with his true intentions. What were his true intentions? He couldn't say for sure.
"I think I'd better not go, it's inconvenient."

"What's inconvenient about it? I'm the one who calls the shots here." Bingbing's voice had a hint of coldness, but it quickly returned to normal. "Come on over, didn't you want to know more? I'm not training you, just showing you around, it's fine, I promise you. Besides, I want to see you too. Come on over."
Bingbing then gave him the address. Although Han Yu still had some reservations, Bingbing's tone sometimes made him hesitant to refuse, and he really wanted to see what it was like.

After searching for over an hour, Han Yu finally settled on a small villa. At first glance, it didn't seem like something a single woman should own, but according to Bingbing's description, this should be it. This is a villa area, a very quiet environment. Neat rows of Western-style villas line a not-too-narrow road, with willow trees planted along the sides. Walking under the shade of the trees, listening to the noisy cicadas, one truly feels as if transported to another world. There is no urban hustle and bustle, no roaring cars, no crowds; only peace and tranquility.
"Ding-dong~" Han Yu rang the doorbell. Soon, the spacious door slid open automatically. Han Yu stepped into the yard, which wasn't very large. Neat marble slabs were laid out in the yard, and various plants, many of which Han Yu didn't recognize, were placed along the walls.

Han Yu walked to the door of the house. The door wasn't locked, or perhaps it had just been opened. Han Yu closed the door behind her, revealing another scene inside. The classic European decorative style was immediately apparent. The owner must have put a great deal of effort into making it so beautiful. The spacious and bright house, with its high ceilings, commanded respect.
"Come upstairs." It was Bingbing's voice. Hanyu took off her shoes, and since she couldn't find slippers, she went in barefoot. The house was indeed very large. Even upstairs, Hanyu was still disoriented. Seven or eight doors were ajar. Hanyu slowly searched through them one by one. Suddenly,

a "snap" startled her. The sound came from the second door from the inside. Hanyu quietly approached the door and peeked inside.

A woman dressed in black leather stood in the middle of the hall with her back to Hanyu. Her figure was fully visible to Hanyu. Her long, glossy black hair cascaded down her shoulders, revealing a slender figure. A pair of black knee-high boots encased her long, shapely legs. A whip lay scattered on the floor in her hand. In front of her, a naked man knelt. His eyes were blindfolded, his mouth was taped shut, and his hands were tightly bound behind his back with rope. Countless whip marks were visible on his body, each one bloody and glistening. The man appeared extremely tired, breathing heavily through his nose. His body slumped forward, his head hitting the carpet, groaning weakly at the woman's feet.

"You're Hanyu, aren't you?" The woman had turned around sometime earlier. Her words were still icy, piercing Hanyu's heart, but her face was unexpectedly beautiful. For a moment, Hanyu thought of Xiaoxue, but this woman was much more mature. That kind of beauty, that mature woman's allure, was something a young girl could never imitate.
"Sit there first," the woman said, pointing to a sofa further away. Hanyu obediently sat down. What Hanyu found curious was that the man kneeling on the ground shouldn't have been oblivious to his arrival, yet he seemed completely unresponsive, remaining obediently kneeling. At this moment, the woman no longer glanced at Hanyu; her eyes were fixed on the man. Hanyu suddenly felt afraid, because the woman's eyes were utterly expressionless, like the look of someone seeking revenge against their enemy—a coldness born of a resolute decision, a numb cruelty. In the eyes of an avenger, you can forget about finding any emotion. The woman gave Han Yu this impression: "Could he have betrayed her?"

The woman raised her whip, striking the man's body accurately with each lash, each blow leaving indelible scars. The man didn't struggle much; in fact, he was too weak to resist. His hands were bound behind his back; he had no strength to stand, nor could he dodge the woman's whip. The whip's tip was like a venomous snake with eyes, each bite biting deeply into the man's body. Sweat soaked a large patch of carpet beneath him, while the woman was also drenched in sweat. She threw down the whip, sat on the sofa behind her, and kicked the man on the ground. The man immediately moved towards the woman, not daring to hesitate, but his movements were incredibly slow. Excessive fatigue and pain had rendered him almost immobile, yet he still managed to crawl towards her with great effort, truly an eye-opener for Han Yu. As the man crawled to the woman's feet, she stretched her foot out towards him, placing her shoe on his shoulder. The weak man, unable to bear the weight of one foot, collapsed to the ground again. He immediately rose, repeatedly kowtowing and muttering something. The woman clearly ignored this; she simply placed her other foot on his other shoulder, then grabbed his hair and pulled him closer to her genitals. She rubbed his face repeatedly, scrutinizing it closely. The look in her eyes confused Han Yu, for a complex mix of emotions—pity, regret, and disdain—was faintly visible. Han Yu found the woman increasingly mysterious. His fear had turned to curiosity; even if she tried to drive him away, he might not want to leave. The woman slowly tore off the tape sealing the man's mouth. He gasped for breath, accompanied by weak groans. Only then did Han Yu realize how painful the man's wounds must be; he felt a pain in his own back.

"Lick~" The woman adjusted her position, and her cold, commanding words took effect. The man diligently licked everything around his mouth, except for the woman's boots. He licked intently, even the soles of her shoes. Han Yu was stunned; it was the first time he had ever witnessed such a scene. He had only seen it in pictures or, at most, in movies, and now it was happening right in front of him, less than five meters away. Han Yu almost forgot the time. The man's tongue was already dry. The woman unzipped her shoes and took off both pairs, revealing her feet. Han Yu was mesmerized again. The woman's feet were practically perfect. Were all women so skilled at taking care of their feet? He wished he could switch places with that man; those feet were absolutely mesmerizing. Unfortunately, the man was not fortunate enough to enjoy them. When the woman brought her feet close to the man's face, he slightly flinched. Han Yu immediately understood: after so much "training" in such hot weather, no one's feet would smell good inside a pair of leather boots. But that slight dodge earned him four or five heavy slaps from the woman. The man's face turned red, but he didn't dare utter a sound. The woman brought her foot closer to the man's face again. This time, the man didn't dare move. The woman's foot rubbed against the man's face. "Open your mouth~~" Hearing this command, Han Yu's nose wrinkled sensitively. This was indeed not something easily accepted.

The man opened his mouth, and the woman's right foot was placed on the man's shoulder. The toes of her left foot were already in the man's mouth. "Open wider~~"

The same cold command. The woman inserted her foot further in, and she was repeatedly thrusting in and out. She began to pull the man's hair with both hands. The man's head was completely under the woman's control. The woman's foot kept moving in the man's mouth. The man burped several times, each time resulting in deeper penetration, until the man began to get used to the action and the woman stopped. The woman placed her left foot on the man's shoulder. His mouth remained wide open, too afraid to close it without orders. She adjusted herself to a comfortable position and then inserted her right foot even deeper into his mouth, almost to the limit. Half of her foot was now inside. She then released his hair, propped him up on the sofa cushion, and lit a 520 cigarette from the corner of the table. At this moment, the woman's elegant posture resembled that of a peaceful and lovely angel, yet her actions were as wicked as a devil's. The man, barely clinging to life beneath her, felt as if he had fallen into hell. Each puff of smoke landed on his face. With his mouth crammed shut, he could only breathe in the smoke through his nose, choking and trembling violently, unable to release his pain.

Han Yu couldn't bear to watch any longer. He couldn't accept such a stark contrast. He naively believed that people were either evil, committing all sorts of wicked deeds, with a fierce and menacing appearance, or kind, possessing enough love and patience for everyone and everything. He couldn't stand people who appeared to be angels but did the complete opposite. He inwardly rejected this phenomenon, so he secretly went downstairs and sat down on a small sofa. He started thinking about Xiao Xue. When he was with her, his heart was always calm, without a trace of evil. He even thought that if Xiao Xue could always stay by his side, perhaps he could forget these things he should have forgotten. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he almost forgot the time and the place.

"What are you thinking about?" A familiar, gentle voice came from afar into Han Yu's ears. He looked up and woke from his reverie, only to see the woman from before.

"I came to see Bingbing, you...?" Han Yu felt she was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.
"It's Bingbing. I've been busy and haven't had a chance to tell you yet, sorry." Bingbing greeted him with a sweet smile, and judging from her voice, Hanyu was certain she was indeed the Bingbing from the phone call. But the sweeter Bingbing's smile, the more uncomfortable Hanyu felt. The scene from earlier kept replaying in his mind, overlapping with the Bingbing in front of him, making him feel nauseous.

"What about the man upstairs? Are you done with your work?" Hanyu tried to find a topic to ease the awkwardness.
"Upstairs? Him? He left a long time ago. Didn't you see him?"

Hanyu then realized that he had indeed seen a pair of men's shoes by the door when he came in, but they were gone now.
"Oh, haha, I'm really sorry. I might have fallen asleep." Hanyu joked halfway.
"Fallen? You're really something." Bingbing sat down on the sofa opposite Hanyu. She had changed out of her black leather outfit and was now wearing only a thin pink nightgown. Her beautiful body was partially visible through the semi-transparent nightgown, giving Hanyu a strong visual impact. "How was it? You saw what happened just now, weren't you scared by my appearance?" Bingbing smiled at Hanyu, her words calm, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her.

"To be honest, I was surprised, but more than that, I was intrigued, but I can accept it." Hanyu tried to find words to describe his feelings, but he found it quite difficult. "Who was that man?" "

He asked someone to find me, specifically asking me to perform a 'training' session for him. They're all old clients I've trained before who contacted me; I wouldn't do it if I didn't feel safe."

"You must charge a lot for training them, right?" Hanyu tentatively asked Bingbing, calculating how much he could afford to experience it himself. Although he was a little scared, the temptation outweighed his fear.

"I don't want money." "Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't lie to you. I said it's purely for fun, it has nothing to do with money. Look at my situation, do I look like I really need money?" Bingbing looked at Hanyu innocently. Indeed, Hanyu felt that Bingbing didn't need to earn this kind of money; she wouldn't get much, and she certainly wasn't short of money. But just the excuse of "funny" wasn't entirely convincing to Hanyu. He vaguely felt there was something else involved.

"What do you like? Whipping? Foot licking? Gold? Holy water? Or something else?" Bingbing got to the point. Hanyu blushed slightly. "I only like girls' feet."

"Oh? Do you like my feet?" Bingbing kicked off her shoes and waved them in front of Hanyu. Her feet were indeed very beautiful. They weren't big, but the skin was delicate and white. Her five toes were neatly arranged together, and the beautiful arch of her foot drew a beautiful curve connecting to her smooth heel. Combined with her uniquely slender and beautiful legs, her feet were simply perfect.

"I really like them, I'm not just flattering you, your feet are truly perfect." Han Yu was a little hesitant to look at her feet, but he still managed to steal a few glances.

"Want to smell them? I just took a shower, they're not dirty." Bingbing said as she stretched her foot toward Han Yu's nose. Han Yu wanted to dodge but didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he froze. Bingbing's foot was already right in front of Hanyu's nose, his nose almost touching her toes. A floral fragrance filled Hanyu's nostrils, and he couldn't resist licking it. Bingbing laughed and withdrew her foot. "You tickled me." Hanyu looked at Bingbing's foot, the herbal scent still stimulating his senses. He felt he wouldn't be able to control himself if he stayed any longer. "I..." "I'm leaving, sister. Let's keep in touch. I'll never forget what I saw today. Thank you again." Hanyu stood up and hurried to the door. Bingbing got up and saw him to the door, but Hanyu didn't hear what she was saying. His head was buzzing as if it were about to explode. Even after he got home and lay alone in bed, his mind was still filled with the scene from earlier, and the herbal scent still lingered in his nose...

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