Mi Shu's Shedding Her Shell (1-7)

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(I) A clean, sky-blue webpage with no pop-up ads flickered silently on the computer screen. I was using one hand to control the mouse and the other to masturbate my already erect penis, browsing a private erotic forum called "Springtime in the Courtyard" while venting my pent-up lust. However, just as I was nearing my climax, having already grabbed several sheets of tissue paper from the table to cover the thick, turbid semen that was about to erupt, my door was suddenly pushed open, accompanied by an embarrassing cry. "Uncle, can I borrow your electricity... uh..." Embarrassing! Absolutely embarrassing! Imagine, a young girl seeing a middle-aged man sitting at a computer desk, browsing pornographic websites and masturbating. I think no matter how strong a man's heart is, he would be somewhat flustered and at a loss for what to do in that situation, right? Our eyes met for a moment. After the initial awkwardness, my once hard penis, which had gone limp from the shock, turned away, feigning composure. I pulled up my pants, which were hanging on my knees, and then slowly closed the webpage before turning back to her, saying casually, "Shushu, is something wrong?" The girl stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "Uncle, I'd like to borrow the computer to look up some information." "Oh, go ahead." The girl awkwardly shrank back, then blurted out something that made me feel incredibly embarrassed again. "Um... Uncle... should we wait until you... finish masturbating?" I roared angrily, "Get lost! What's it to you whether I masturbate or not! You little devil..." "Please! I'm already twenty years old." The girl grumbled, but then walked over to me, put her arm around my shoulder like a good buddy, and said in a playful tone, "Uncle, you're forty years old, you're not exactly handsome, but you're passable, and you have a house, a car, and savings, why don't you find a pretty woman to be my aunt? Hmm... I heard that men who masturbate too much are prone to impotence." "Damn it! Are you asking for it!" I pushed my niece's hand away, stood up angrily, and said, "If you want to use the computer, hurry up and use it! I'm going outside to watch TV, call me when you're done." "Hehe, thanks." Sitting on the sofa in the living room, I lit a cigarette, turned on the TV, and watched the political talk shows. The so-called political pundits were relentlessly criticizing the current political situation, but my mind was still preoccupied with the girl's words. "...Why don't you find a woman to be your aunt..." The girl was my niece—Chu Mishu, twenty years old, a sophomore in college. My hometown is Yunlin, and my father is a farmer, toiling in the fields. I remember as a child, seeing my father work tirelessly from dawn till dusk, barely managing to feed the family. I vowed that when I grew up, I would make a lot of money so my parents wouldn't have to worry about money anymore. After years of hard work, I was admitted to a decent national university. After graduation, I was immediately drafted into the military. After completing my mandatory service, I quickly found a job as a computer engineer at a technology company with good potential. After a few years of hard work, I bought a house in Taipei and settled down in this bustling city.
My older brother, Chu Zihao, is seven years older than me. After graduating from vocational high school, he stayed home to help our father, thus following in his footsteps. However, rural life isn't as bustling and vibrant as city life, and modern girls tend to be more materialistic. So, after becoming a farmer, my brother couldn't find a partner to work hard with him. It wasn't until he was twenty-six that he and a few other single men from his village went to Vietnam, where he married a Vietnamese bride. The following year, she gave birth to a daughter, followed by two sons and another daughter. Chu Mishu is my brother's eldest daughter. When Mishu was born, I was already studying at university in Taipei. After graduating, I served in the military and then entered the workforce, so I don't have a deep impression of my nephews and nieces. Aside from visiting our parents during holidays, I didn't have any deep family ties with them. It wasn't until Mishu got into university that my brother called me to ask if she could stay at my house so he could take care of her. Having grown accustomed to single life, I was initially somewhat resistant to my brother's request. However, considering that he alone had to support so many people back home, plus his daughter's university tuition and fees, and the prospect of renting an apartment in Taipei, it would indeed be a considerable expense. Therefore, after a brief consideration, I reluctantly agreed to let my niece live with me. And so, my niece and I began living together. When my niece first came to Taipei to study, due to the urban-rural divide, my first impression of her was, to put it nicely, simple and honest; to put it bluntly, she looked like a rustic country girl. Thinking back to the undisguised envious look she gave me when she saw my smartphone, I couldn't help but laugh. So, the next day after get off work, I took her to a mobile phone store, bought her a decent smartphone, and taught her how to use it, gradually changing her life. After a while, I noticed she wore the same few old, unfashionable clothes. So, one weekend, I accompanied her to Ximending to buy some more youthful and fashionable clothes, which made her smile all day long. Gradually, I became not only her caretaker during her school years but also her ATM: buying her shoes and bags one day, cosmetics and skincare products the next—luxuries rarely seen in the countryside. Although
buying these unnecessary things cost a lot of money, seeing her transform from a rustic village girl into a pleasing and fashionable beauty made it all worthwhile. After all, we lived under the same roof, and seeing people and things that made me uncomfortable every day would inevitably affect my mood. Now that I had the ability to change things, why not? Besides, spending money on my niece was better than spending it on some shady woman, right?
Speaking of women, I think every man has his own criteria for choosing a partner. As Mi Shu said, I'm forty years old this year. Since I started working, I've had five girlfriends, but I just can't find a woman I want to settle down with and grow old with. I think that for a man to want to marry a woman, besides whether her appearance and life values match his, whether their sex life is compatible is also a very important factor. And because of this, even though my mother repeatedly urges me, and even finds all sorts of reasons to force me to go home for blind dates, I always use the same old excuses like "incompatible personalities" and "no chemistry" to dispel her idea of ending my single life. Because of this, I start to dread going back to my hometown for holidays. Bored, I switched channels and watched a rural drama for a while before seeing my niece come out of the study.
"Finished using the computer?" "Yeah." It was just a casual question, but my gaze inadvertently swept across her cheeks, and I noticed a blush creeping up her face. Her gait was also unnatural. Curious, I asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing..." My niece glanced at me, hesitated for a moment, then suddenly sat down beside me, affectionately taking my hand, and said, "Uncle, can I ask you something?" "What is it?" "Um...you...what do you think about SM?" I stared at her incredulously for a while before stammering, "Why...why are you suddenly asking this?" My niece hesitated for a moment before saying hesitantly, "Didn't there used to be a news story about a school that planned to establish a sadomasochistic club, but the application was rejected? Some students at our school want to explore this issue and write a report to publish in the school magazine, so I wanted to ask you, my perverted uncle, for your opinion." "I...I'm not a pervert! Don't slander my reputation!" "Hehe, don't be embarrassed. If you weren't a pervert, how could someone tell their niece without batting an eye that they wanted to have sex with their girlfriend, so they gave her 500 yuan to go to the night market and then go home?" "Please! This is my house! Do you think I have to go to a motel to have sex with my girlfriend instead of at home?" "Isn't a motel more atmospheric?" "Do you often go with your boyfriend?" "Yes! What else? Do you expect me to put on a live sex show for you to enjoy at home?" "Uh...cough cough..." I coughed a few times to cover my embarrassment and quickly changed the subject, "Let's not talk about this. What did you want to know about that question you just asked?" "Hmm...I wanted to ask, is rope bondage an art form or a perverted act of sadomasochism?"
Instead of answering, I asked, "Hmm... what do you and your classmates think?" "Of course it's perverted behavior! Don't you think these behaviors just trample on women's dignity and satisfy your perverted male urges?" "Hmm... you're not wrong about that. But have you ever thought that everyone has their own opinion? Some people hate it, and some people like it. It's just that the moral values society forces you to accept are different from those who like it. So I think this issue is like two parallel lines that never intersect; no matter how much you discuss it, you won't get a standard answer." "From what Uncle is saying, you think it's art?" "I've told you this isn't a simple yes-or-no question. Why can't you see that? Hmm... let me put it this way, since you and your classmates saw that news report, you must have seen the footage of the reporter's interview, right? If that classmate publicly demonstrated tying up a clothed girl with ropes, openly showing off his skills in front of the reporters, then it could be called art. However, real rope bondage isn't done like that." "
Oh? How so?" "Because rope bondage is just one type of adult sex play within the world of BDSM, you can't generalize and say that rope bondage is equivalent to BDSM." "What do you mean?" "BDSM's full name is rope BDSM, abbreviated as 'BDSM.' It represents three layers of meaning: bondage and training, domination and submission, and sadism and masochism. These are also the three major areas of the BDSM community." Getting carried away, I forgot the girl next to me was my own niece, lit a cigarette, and started puffing away as if no one else was around. "Bondage and training are what you see on TV—those shows your classmates put on—but in reality, they haven't even scratched the surface. As for domination and submission, it's using gestures, words, text, and physical actions to train a sex slave to be obedient, thus conquering her body and soul. Finally, sadism and masochism are what you often see in porn: slapping, whipping, candle wax dripping, using torture devices… and other such extreme scenarios."
At this point, I suddenly noticed my niece staring at me in disbelief. I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
"Wow! Uncle, you still say you're not a pervert?! I just started a conversation, and I didn't expect you to be able to explain it so clearly and thoroughly, even more detailed than the information I just found online..." "Uh... cough cough... I call it being knowledgeable and well-informed, okay! Anyway, at least I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice, and crossed more bridges than you've walked roads..." "Then how come you haven't been salted to death, or accidentally fallen into the river and drowned while crossing a bridge?" "Damn it! You brat, how dare you curse your uncle! Humph! I won't give you pocket money next month!" "Ah! Uh... um... Uncle, I was disrespectful and spoke without thinking, please don't be angry! Just forgive me for what I just said, like a fart." "Oh, you've only been in Taipei for a short time, and you've already learned to flatter and fawn over people so quickly?"
My niece shrugged, playfully sticking out her tongue, and shook my arm vigorously, acting cute and coquettish, "Oh, Uncle... I..." I brushed my niece's hand away and said sternly, "Alright, stop fooling around. I'm going to sleep. I have to go on a three-day business trip to the Southern Taiwan Science Park early tomorrow morning, so I'm leaving the house to you. Oh, and don't stay up too late, or you'll oversleep in class tomorrow and no one will wake you up. Also, if you're bringing your boyfriend home for the next few days, the condoms are in my bedside table. Remember to clean up after you're done." "Ugh! Ugh—Uncle, you're so annoying!" "Please! Don't you always bring up the fact that you're an adult? So, for adults, sex is perfectly normal, as long as you remember to use contraception and don't make your dad a grandfather too soon." "Okay!" my niece replied, embarrassed and annoyed, and quickly went back to her room. Watching her hastily departing figure, I couldn't help but shake my head and chuckle. It's undeniable that since my niece moved in with me, my previously quiet room has gradually become more lively. Perhaps because I hadn't lived with children before, I rarely felt the responsibility of an elder. Therefore, from the beginning of our life together, I didn't treat her like a junior, but rather like a friend, often teasing her and making explicit adult jokes. Because I treated her like a roommate from when I was a student, sharing an apartment with a few close friends, I didn't hesitate to let her know about many adult-related things. Like when she mentioned paying me to leave. She was only a freshman in college then, and I had a girlfriend. That day, my niece said she was going to see a movie with her classmates and would be back late. So, after having dinner out with my ex-girlfriend, I took her home to watch a DVD. As we watched, my hand naturally landed on her shoulder, then slowly slid forward, finally stopping at her firm, high breasts. I teased her nipples through her clothes, gradually arousing her desire. Just as our passion was igniting, our eyes met, our breathing quickened, and we were about to remove our clothes and enter a passionate encounter, my niece returned at this crucial moment. Seeing my girlfriend's angry expression and my already erect and ready penis, driven by lust rather than reason, I told her "Wait a minute," then opened the door, walked over to my niece who was taking off her shoes, took out five hundred yuan from my wallet and gave it to her. Then I whispered in her ear, "Mi Shu, I'm going to make love to my girlfriend now, so please... go for a walk around the night market. Okay?" After saying this, I ignored my niece's stunned expression, took the five hundred yuan in my hand, turned around and went back to the room to engage in a fierce lovemaking session with my girlfriend. From then on, whenever I brought my girlfriend home and my niece happened to be home, she would sometimes cleverly find an excuse to go out, or give me an ambiguous smile, extort a sum of money from me, and then happily leave home.
One time, she suddenly asked me curiously what sex felt like. Without thinking too much, I frankly shared my sexual experiences, while she listened shyly, exclaiming incredulously. But soon after, she started asking a bunch of strange questions. After a while, I realized the girl in front of me was my niece, so I abruptly changed the subject and asked her directly, "Do you have a boyfriend, and have you already slept with him?" Upon hearing this, her face instantly turned bright red to her ears, and she spat out, "Uncle, you're such a pervert! How could you ask so directly?" Then, embarrassed, she retreated to her room. A few days later, she suddenly burst into my study. Under my puzzled and questioning gaze, she hesitated for a long time before lowering her head, twisting her fingers, and asking in a barely audible voice, "Uncle, is it always very painful for a girl's first time?" Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment before replying, "I don't know, but I've heard it's like that. Hmm…you're asking this because you've already slept with your boyfriend?" "No…not yet. Hmm…aren't your girlfriends virgins?" "Please! How old am I! If I can still find a virgin my age now, she either has some unknown physical or mental problems, or she has a very strong religious belief. No matter what type of woman, I think it's best to avoid her!" After saying that, I grabbed her hand and led her into my room. I took a condom from the bedside table and shoved it into her hand, saying in a very serious tone, "If you've already progressed to that point, the guy absolutely has to wear a condom! Otherwise, he's just a scumbag who only cares about his own pleasure and won't take responsibility! You're better off without that kind of jerk! Understand?" "I understand, but Uncle… how do I use this?" "Ah! Didn't we learn that in middle school health education?" "How could the school teach that!" "Oh, I see…" To be honest, it was really awkward for a middle-aged man to teach a young girl how to use a condom, but for her future happiness, I had to bite the bullet and teach her. After all, I'm her uncle, so I couldn't just pull down my pants, take out my penis, and then actually teach her how to use a condom, could I? After thinking for a long time, I suddenly remembered there were some cucumbers in the refrigerator. So I took her hand and went to the kitchen, took out a cucumber, and while explaining to her, I put on a condom, carefully explaining a few precautions. Then I directly asked her to demonstrate it to me on the spot, until she was blushing and had mastered it. Only then did I let her go back to her room. From then on, she would often come to me with a blushing face and a stiff upper lip to ask me questions about sex, and I would frankly share my experiences. I even bought a bunch of bananas for her to practice oral sex and deep throat techniques. In this way, we talked about almost everything about sex, and it seemed that under my completely unpretentious influence, she treated me less and less like an elder. Because of this, I knew everything about her, including her measurements, her bra size, when she lost her virginity, how many boyfriends she had, which boyfriend had a big penis, which one had a small penis... and other private matters that no one else knew. However, to be fair, perhaps due to my previous education and work environment, I'm sometimes rather blunt and straightforward in my dealings with people, or rather, I'm quite guileless. Perhaps for this reason, my niece always calls me a perverted uncle. The problem is, she's the one who always brings up those sexual topics, so I just say what I think without any tact or subtlety... Sometimes, when I calm down and think about it, maybe that's why she feels that those sexual things, lacking the romantic embellishment, have become disgusting, vulgar, and perverted acts? I lit a cigarette, leaned against the headboard, and took a few puffs. My gaze inadvertently swept to the corner of the wall, and when I saw the teddy bear doll that was about the size of a person, I suddenly straightened up, stubbed out my cigarette, and slowly walked towards the teddy bear. I reached out my trembling hand, gently placed it on its head, and began to stroke it tenderly.
When my niece first saw it in my room, she asked me curiously, "Uncle, why do you have such a cute big plush toy in your room?" I calmly replied, "It was originally a gift for my girlfriend, but we broke up, and she returned it."
And every girlfriend of mine, the first time she came into my room, without exception, rushed into its arms upon seeing it, exclaiming in surprise, "Wow! Guoxiong, how do you have such a cute teddy bear? Are you giving it to me?" My standard answer was, "Sorry, I'm planning to give it to my niece." This statement is actually closely related to my criteria for choosing a partner. It's a prop I bought to practice on the advice of a female online friend. This female online friend is bisexual and also a BDSM enthusiast. Several years ago, after reading her articles on a private erotic forum, I was deeply moved by them, so I mustered up the courage to send her a private message asking some questions about BDSM. I initially thought she was a man, but after chatting with her a few times, I discovered she was a young woman in her early twenties. The online world back then was relatively simple, unlike now where it's full of deceit and treachery. So, after we got to know each other, we exchanged photos. "Wow! So you really are an older man!" That was her first reply after seeing my photo.
"Uh…so?" "Uncle, I'm sorry, you're not my type." Although I was rejected, it didn't affect our conversation. After all, the idea of a young woman living abroad immigrating back to Taiwan and dating a man more than ten years her senior…that kind of melodramatic plot only happens in novels or TV dramas. One day, on a whim, I asked her on instant messaging how to practice bondage techniques. She first gave me a funny face, then said directly, "Of course, practice with your girlfriend!" "Uh... but my girlfriend doesn't seem to be okay with it, and I've never done bondage before. I'm afraid I'll look ugly." "Then... I suggest you buy a teddy bear to practice with." "What?! Please, I'm a grown man, wouldn't it be strange if people saw a teddy bear in my house?" "What about an inflatable doll?" "Uh... please give me some practical advice! It's not like I don't have a girlfriend. If she accidentally sees my inflatable doll and doesn't call me a pervert or break up with me, I'll take your surname!"
"Whatever, it's not like I'm the one who wants to do bondage anyway." After struggling internally for a long time, I finally listened to her advice and bought this large plush toy, about 150 centimeters tall. Following the rope bondage instruction manual she gave me, I began practicing various rope bondage techniques. Don't be fooled by how easily rope bondage artists in porn films tie people up and think it's easy to learn. After actually trying it, I realized it's actually quite complex. Because the internet wasn't as developed back then, and these kinds of videos were mostly XXX-rated, super 18+ Western films, they often required payment for downloads. Moreover, there were very few videos that actually taught how to do it. Even when rope bondage scenes appeared, they were only shown briefly. As a result, even after practicing for a long time just by reading the instruction manuals given by netizens, I still couldn't get the hang of it, and the results were always far from what I saw in the videos. Until one day, through her introduction, I found a forum called "Leather Rope Pleasure and Abuse Blog". There was a message that a certain rope bondage master was coming to Taiwan from Japan to perform a rope bondage art show. Without hesitation, I immediately registered on the forum. After watching the actual performance, I finally gradually figured out some of the techniques. Gently stroking the teddy bear's round head, I inadvertently thought of a conversation I had with my niece not long ago. Suddenly, as if hypnotized, I found myself walking to the wardrobe, opening it, and pulling out a bundle of white scout rope from the bottom corner. I returned to the doll, untied the rope, folded it in half, and looped it around the doll's neck. Then, holding both ropes, I twirled them around the doll's chest, threaded them through the loop, and tied a tic-tac-toe knot. Next, I separated the ropes, wrapped them around the doll's arms, tied a knot at the back, and then looped them back to the front… As I finished this simple figure-eight chest binding and stepped back five paces to admire my rope-binding skills, I was startled to find my niece standing in the doorway, staring at me with wide eyes, covering her mouth, her expression one of astonishment and uncertainty. "Uh... Shushu, you... why are you still awake so late?" I blocked her gaze and asked, trying to sound calm. But to my surprise, she suddenly walked past me without a word, quickly went to the teddy bear, and stared intently at the stuffed animal I had tied up. "Uh... Shushu... you... it's not what you think..." My niece turned around, stared at me in surprise for a long time, and then suddenly shoved me. Without a word, she rushed out of my room without looking back. I stood there, stunned, my outstretched hand remaining still for a long time before slowly lowering it. I slowly walked behind the teddy bear, carefully untied the rope, silently tidied everything up, and nervously leaned against the headboard. I lit a cigarette and stared blankly at the ceiling until it burned out. Only then did I stub it out, slid weakly onto the bed, pulled the covers over my head, and cursed under my breath, "Damn it! Chu Guoxiong, what the hell did you do today! Why did you bring out the rope?!" A little while later, I muttered to myself in frustration, "Sigh... now I really live up to my reputation as a perverted uncle... Oh well, being called a pervert is fine, as long as she doesn't tell anyone..." (To be continued) (II) After the "Teddy Bear Tie-up Incident," although I still wanted to find an opportunity to explain, my niece seemed to regard me as a monster. It was one thing for her to come home and not greet me, but she actually lowered her head and pretended not to see me, and hurriedly went back to her room. Not only that, she locked the door as soon as she entered the room, as if she were guarding against a thief, which made me feel angry and helpless. So, our relationship as uncle and niece became like that of strangers. Aside from showering or getting water, if we accidentally bumped into each other in the hallway, living room, or kitchen, we either ignored each other, treating each other like air, or if our eyes met, we might nod slightly if we were in a good mood. Neither of us would take the initiative to greet the other or say a few words. Until one day, more than a month later, I came home and saw her sitting on the sofa in the living room, her eyes red and her expression sorrowful. On the low coffee table in front of her was a pile of used toilet paper. My heart softened, and I took the initiative to ask, "Shushu, what's wrong?" The girl looked up, glanced at me sideways, and then, tears streaming down her face, grabbed a few more toilet paper, wiping her tears as she sobbed, "Waaah... Uncle, I've been dumped again." "Oh. Want me to drink with you to drown your sorrows?" "Yes." Seeing her nod, I put my laptop bag by the door, then went downstairs to the convenience store and bought a few bottles of beer. I also bought some fried chicken, fried squid, and other snacks nearby. Returning home, I placed the groceries on the coffee table, then went to the kitchen to get two empty glasses. Back in the living room, I unzipped the beer cans, filled both glasses, and handed one to her, gesturing for her to raise her glass. We clinked glasses lightly, and I downed my beer in one gulp. Seeing this, my niece also downed her beer without hesitation. I tore open the paper bag of fried food, ate a few bites of the salty, crispy fried food, lit a cigarette, and after puffing away for a while, casually asked, "So, what was the reason for this breakup?" My niece drank another large glass of wine before sobbing, "He said I wouldn't let him ejaculate inside me without a condom, and I wouldn't let him have anal sex, saying I didn't love him enough..." "So what did he see in you that made him want to pursue you, and why did you agree to be his girlfriend?" "Hmm... he's handsome, and funny... he said I'm cheerful, lively, straightforward, and have a good sense of style..." "He probably didn't think you were a rich, beautiful heiress, did he?" "I don't know..." "So who paid for the dates?" "Mostly me..." "Did he have another girlfriend?" "I haven't heard anything about it." "Damn! This is the same scumbag who uses his sleazy face to prey on innocent girls' feelings and bodies! This kind of trash isn't worth your heartache, is he? Didn't he consider what would happen if he accidentally got you pregnant? Would he take responsibility for that?" "Waaah... I... I really don't know..." "Sigh... my dear niece, the reason I've always encouraged you to date more is so you can see and compare. Only after meeting their true selves will you know if they're your soulmate, or if they just want your body and play around with you." "Um... but I..." The girl hesitated for a moment before stammering, "Uncle, did you always use condoms when you had sex with your girlfriends? And... did you ever do anything really perverted?" "Like?" "Like... like that teddy bear..." I poured myself a glass of wine and said with a slightly melancholic tone, "Hey... if you did, you'd already have an aunt." "Um... so Uncle has never actually kidnapped a woman?" "These things are all about fate... Besides, not every woman likes this kind of thing." "No wonder you can't find a wife." "Please! Marrying someone means spending your life with them. If they really can't satisfy my fetishes, or if they genuinely enjoy these sex games like I do, then I'd rather stay single forever." "Hmm... Is that why Uncle told me to do more research and comparisons?" "Hmm." I nodded noncommittally. "You've probably heard the saying 'It's easy to fall in love, but hard to stay in love,' right? When you're dating, you might be able to tolerate all their flaws, but after spending time together and seeing their many hidden secrets, especially their sexual fetishes, you'll have a general understanding of the man. Then you can consider whether you can truly tolerate and accommodate them. If not, it's better to break up early and find a man you can truly spend your life with. Otherwise, forcing a relationship out of impulse will only increase the divorce rate in society." "So Uncle admits he's a pervert, and that all men in this world are perverts to some extent?"
"Chu Mishu! I'll say it again, your uncle—I—am not a pervert! What you saw last time was just an illusion, um… at most it was just a fun game to enhance the quality of sex, that's completely different from whether a man is a pervert or not!" "Pfft~~ Okay, okay, Uncle is right…" My niece said, then suddenly moved closer to me, affectionately took my arm and shook it, "Uncle, after hearing your seemingly plausible but ultimately flawed reasoning, I feel much better. Um… Uncle, thank you." After my explanation, my relationship with my niece returned to normal, but I noticed that lately she often likes to come to my study, finding various excuses to chat and joke with me, or borrowing my computer to search for random information online. One day, driven by curiosity, I used my computer skills to secretly access her recently visited websites. Although she had deleted many records, I still managed to recover them using my technical skills. I discovered that besides browsing the school's official website, her Facebook page, and various online shopping sites, she had also visited foreign SM websites, especially Japanese rope bondage forums. I was not only familiar with some of these forums but also a senior member. After observing her discreetly for a while, based on the browsing history, I discovered that she often secretly visited these erotic websites while I was sleeping, looking at photos of rope bondage art. This aroused my curiosity, and at the same time, an indescribable excitement welled up inside me. Could it be that Mi Shu likes SM?! This thought flashed through my mind, but I quickly suppressed it by my niece's previous statement that she wanted to write a special report on the pleasure of bondage. Despite trying to suppress my thoughts, the more I tried to stop thinking about it, the clearer the lewd image of my niece's tightly bound body became, like a persistent nightmare. It even stirred up the wicked thought of actually tying her up and humiliating her. Well… strictly speaking, my niece isn't some kind of school beauty or class beauty, but with makeup and dressing up, she's definitely a striking young woman. This is evident from the fact that she's had three boyfriends in her two years of university. Because Mi Shu is of mixed Chinese and Vietnamese descent, her features are more defined and striking than typical Taiwanese features. With her standard 30C/24/32 measurements and fair skin, aside from her height of only 158cm, she's undoubtedly a beauty adored by many netizens. As someone old enough to be her father, and with whom I share close blood ties and seniority, it was impossible for me to have any inappropriate thoughts about her. However, after discovering her secret of frequently browsing SM websites, for some reason, the way I looked at her gradually changed. "Huh? Shushu has registered an account on Siheyuan too?! Damn! Why is she always reading 'Xiaoqiu's' articles? Could it be that she really likes SM?!" I muttered to myself while browsing my niece's browsing history. "But then again, her writing is really not that good, much worse than Danni's back then. It's a pity she's stopped writing, otherwise I could recommend Shushu to read her articles... Hmm, but then again, her articles seem to lean towards dark and heavy content. I wonder if Shushu will find them disgusting?
Compared to that, Xiaoqiu's articles are relatively delicate and gentle... Hmm... Could it be because of this that Shushu has become interested in SM?!... Damn! What am I thinking?!"
In an instant, I felt a cold sweat suddenly soak my back; I lit a cigarette, took a few deep drags, but still couldn't calm my trembling emotions. "Hmm... I think I've been holding back for too long... Maybe I should find a prostitute to release this pent-up energy..."
The moment this thought crossed my mind, my niece's petite and beautiful figure inexplicably flashed into my head, leaving me panicked and bewildered once more. I had thought that a cold shower would calm me down and dispel this filthy thought, but no matter how cold the water from the showerhead was, or how hard I tried to wash my feverish head with the powerful jet of water, my mind kept conjuring up the obscene image of my niece's petite yet mature and sexy youthful body bound by rough, beige rope. My thick, long penis slowly hardened in my fantasies; although I knew it was wrong, my left hand still uncontrollably gripped my erect, hard penis, and while still fantasizing about my niece's youthful body, I skillfully began to masturbate it. "Ugh... Shushu..." Although reason told me I shouldn't have any lewd thoughts about my niece, the demon lurking deep inside me grinned lewdly, constantly hypnotizing me with words: "Go for it! It's rare to find a young girl with the potential to be a top-notch sex slave. Once this opportunity is gone, it'll be gone forever... If you don't seize this rare chance today, you'll just end up being trained and played with by other men later..." "Chu Guoxiong! Don't forget, Chu Mishu is your niece! If you sleep with her, that's incest! You're a human being, not a beast. You can't do something so unacceptable to society!" "Chu Guoxiong, who cares about uncle and niece? Love between men and women is a natural law, why care about worldly rules! Hurry up and find a chance to sleep with her!" Lust and reason clashed fiercely. My penis showed no signs of softening; instead, it became even harder and thicker. After stroking it with both hands for a long time, watching the thick, copious amount of semen gushing from my urethra, I felt not the relief of release, but rather an emptiness and turmoil. I quickly cleaned the stains on the walls and floor, and took a hasty cold shower to suppress the inappropriate thoughts lurking deep within me. But when I stepped out of the bathroom and saw my niece, bent over with her back to me, opening the refrigerator and rummaging for drinks, that lewd and restless emotion surged up again. It was the hot summer, and my niece was wearing a pink silk onesie. The smooth, silky bodysuit clung to her delicate body, perfectly outlining her youthful and sexy curves. Especially her round, firm buttocks, encased in the bodysuit, looked as tempting and delicious as sweet, juicy peaches, making me swallow greedily. Bathed in the dim light from the refrigerator, I discreetly admired the sexy, youthful body before me. My recently ejaculated penis seemed to be stirring again. I coughed lightly to get her attention, then leaned against the wall with my arms crossed, saying casually, "Shushu, still awake so late?" My niece closed the refrigerator door, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, and waved it at me. "I got thirsty in the middle of the night."
"Oh. Don't drink too much water before bed; it'll ruin your sleep and give you dark circles."
"Okay, I know." Looking at her tight-fitting pajamas, her nipples clearly visible, I forced myself to remain calm and glanced at her a few times. For some reason, I blurted out, "By the way, how's the report on sadomasochism you mentioned last time?" "The data is almost ready." As my niece spoke, a blush slowly crept onto her unadorned, pretty face. "Um... if there's anything I can help with..." Before I could finish, my niece nodded vigorously like a chick pecking at rice, interrupting me with, "Yes, yes, I know. Goodnight, Uncle. Oh, and remember to wake me up before you leave tomorrow." Watching my niece's hurried departure, I noticed an alluring curve suddenly appearing between her swaying hips. Upon closer inspection of her waist, I was shocked to find no trace of underwear. After a moment of contemplation, it dawned on me! -- My niece wasn't wearing underwear! So, she was only wearing that pink onesie, but nothing underneath!? Upon reaching this conclusion, my still-erect penis instantly hardened again!
Staring intently at the petite figure disappearing through the door, I inexplicably began to fantasize about her wearing a sexy Japanese kimono-style nightgown… My lust erupted again like a volcano, completely uncontrollable. After secretly observing my niece's room for a moment, I tiptoed back to my study, turned on my computer, and connected to an online auction site. My breathing quickened, a mixture of trepidation and inexplicable excitement coursing through my throat. I selected several hot and sexy nightgowns, quickly swiped my card to pay, and then nervously shut down the computer and went back to my room to sleep. I tossed and turned in bed for a long time before finally falling asleep, but it felt like I hadn't been asleep long before I was woken up by an annoying alarm clock. Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I forced myself to wash and get dressed. I picked up my laptop bag and walked to the front door. Just as I was about to change my shoes, I suddenly remembered that my niece had reminded me to wake her up last night. So I quickly put down my laptop bag, went to my niece's door, knocked a few times, and shouted, "Shushu... wake up! You'll be late for class!" Receiving no response, I gently turned the doorknob and found it unlocked, so I pushed the door open and went inside.
Seeing the body tightly wrapped in a thin blanket on the bed, I quickly walked to the bedside, gently nudged her a few times, and called softly, "Shushu... Shushu, get up." "Ugh... don't bother me, I'll sleep for another five minutes." "Don't sleep anymore, you'll be late for class! Get up now." After a few more pushes, seeing that she still wouldn't budge, I decided to go all out, grabbing the thin blanket tightly with both hands and suddenly pulling it up, yelling, "The sun's high in the sky, get up now!" While the drastic measure was effective, when I saw the naked body lying on the bed, I couldn't help but widen my eyes! When the owner of the delicate body opened her eyes with a pout, saw my dumbfounded expression, and followed my gaze to her own body, she immediately let out a sharp scream: "Ah—" Before the scream subsided, my niece frantically pulled the thin blanket from my hand to cover herself, and angrily roared at me: "Perverted uncle!" "Uh...you're the one who asked me to wake you up, I...how was I supposed to know you like to sleep naked now?"
"Get out!" "Uh...okay, but don't stay in bed any longer, or you'll really be late." "Get out of here!" "Well...I'm going to work now." Awkwardly leaving the room, I hurriedly put on my shoes, grabbed my laptop bag, and ran to the basement parking lot, quickly started the car, and sped away from the community. Although I only caught a fleeting glance, my niece's fully developed, naked body was etched into my mind like an indelible brand, lingering there for a long time. Especially striking was the dazzling belly button ring that had appeared on her flat, smooth abdomen, and her meticulously trimmed pubic hair, which stirred a strange excitement within me. My sister-in-law is Vietnamese, and she said that according to local custom, if a daughter is born, her ears must be pierced the day before her third birthday to celebrate. She couldn't explain why.
Because of this, my niece Chu Mishu and my younger niece, who is in fifth grade this year, have had their ears pierced since childhood. So, I was used to seeing my two nieces wearing earrings from a young age. But seeing her with a belly button ring so quietly for the first time struck me as particularly novel. I worked absentmindedly all day, and finally, it was time to leave. Usually, I'd stay late to work, then meet up with friends for karaoke and drinks, or head straight to a hotel with my buddies to enjoy the gentle, attentive "services" of the hostesses. But today, I'd already packed everything up before the end of the workday. As soon as my boss stepped out of the office, I grabbed my laptop bag and rushed to the parking lot. I got into the driver's seat, started the car, and took out my phone to call my niece, but then hesitated. Looking at the familiar number on my phone, I didn't have the courage to press the green call button. After a long pause, I finally used line to ask her, "Are you done with get out of class? Want to have dinner together?" Three minutes later, I hadn't even seen a read message. Reluctantly, I put my phone back in my pocket, slowly pressed the accelerator, and drove away from the company, feeling dejected. Back home, I went into my bedroom, put down my laptop bag, and then went out again. I ate dinner at a buffet near my house, and slowly strolled back home to find it still empty. Feeling utterly bored, I sat on the sofa in the living room, sullenly lit a cigarette, turned on the TV, and started watching some nonsensical rural drama. I wondered if it was from lack of sleep last night, or from digesting my dinner? As I watched, the TV screen seemed to shrink, and the sound from the speakers on either side of the screen gradually became as faint as a mosquito's buzz, almost inaudible. After what seemed like an eternity, when I suddenly opened my eyes, I found myself surrounded by darkness. Looking around, I saw that the TV screen, which should have been bright, was also black. I gently sat up and realized that a thin blanket had somehow appeared on me. I picked up my phone from the table, swiped to turn it on, and checked the time: 4:15 AM. I shook my head and muttered self-deprecatingly, "Looks like I'm really getting old; I can even fall asleep while watching TV."
As I grabbed the cigarette pack and lighter, I was shocked to find a note underneath. Using my phone's flashlight, I read: "Perverted Uncle, remember to wake me up tomorrow morning."
Seriously?! He likes to sleep naked and dares to call me a pervert?! What did I do to deserve this?! I smoked a cigarette, quickly took a shower, and went back to sleep. The next morning, I woke up to the annoying alarm clock again, quickly washed up, got dressed, and prepared to leave, only to remember that my niece wanted me to wake her up again.
Perhaps influenced by the address on the note from the early morning, this time I defiantly didn't knock, but turned the doorknob and went into the room. Then I pulled the thin blanket up and yelled, "Lazybones, wake up!" Unsurprisingly, I saw that naked body lying on the bed again, followed by that deafening scream. "Perverted uncle, you must have done it on purpose!" During my lunch break, my niece suddenly sent me a message. "If you call me a pervert again, I'll really become a pervert for you." I replied angrily, and soon after, I received an angry emoticon. After seeing it, I immediately replied with a wicked smiley face. For the next few days, Mi Shu seemed to have a grudge against me or something. Every night, she would write notes asking me, her perverted uncle, to wake her up. And I don't know what possessed me, but every morning before leaving the house, I would go straight into her room without a word, pull back her covers, and listen to her high-decibel screams. This peculiar "wake-up call" continued for about two weeks. One day, I dragged my tired body home and saw Mi Shu eating snacks and watching TV as soon as I entered. She glanced up at me slightly, then turned off the TV and said to me with a serious expression, "Uncle, I want to have a serious talk with you about personal privacy."
"Oh? What privacy?" I said while changing my slippers. "Regardless of whether I am your junior or not, and regardless of whether I am a man or a woman, according to the constitution, everyone has an absolute right to privacy, and others should respect this right, right?" "Hmm." I sat down next to her and lit a cigarette. "Then why do you always pull back my covers to look at my body?" Hearing this, I straightened up and said in a solemn tone, "Miss Chu Mishu, you entrusted me with the task of waking you up, and I have to use some forceful and drastic methods to prevent you from being late for class because you overslept, so that I can successfully complete this task. As for what you said about looking at your body, I think that's something the person involved should think about and take precautions against. It has nothing to do with whether I saw it or not, let alone whether it infringes on your personal privacy." "Please! Whether I wear clothes to bed or not is my freedom, and you have many ways to wake me up, why do you have to pull back my covers?" "Because I've tried many methods before, and I found this method to be the simplest and most effective."
"Hmph! Perverted uncle!" After saying this, my niece walked into her bedroom without looking back and slammed the door shut.
I shook my head and muttered, "Women, they really are incomprehensible creatures!" I quickly took a shower, watched the news for a while, and then browsed a few websites in the study, reading some pornographic articles. Topics that used to excite me now felt utterly tasteless. Bored, I shut down the computer and went back to my room to sleep when my phone suddenly beeped. I swiped open the screen and saw on Line: "Perverted Uncle, there's a package for you at the security office. Remember to pick it up sometime. Also, remember to wake me up tomorrow." "Damn! They really think I'm a pervert!" I shook my head, changed my clothes, went downstairs, picked up the package from the security office, and returned to my room. Opening it, I realized it was the sexy lingerie I'd ordered online a while ago. Looking at these sexy and alluring clothes, I suddenly thought of my niece's naked body. The thought of her wearing them instantly ignited my desire, making my usually limp penis, which never gets hard even when watching porn, rock hard. (Hmm… Am I really going to become a morally bankrupt incestuous beast?) This thought, like a flood bursting its banks, violently assaulted my reason, causing me to involuntarily pull down my pants, pull out my rock-hard penis, and masturbate while imagining how these clothes would look on Mi Shu. After two rounds of masturbation, although my body was somewhat tired, my emotions became even more aroused.
With a strange, throbbing feeling, I gradually fell asleep. The next day, before the alarm clock rang, I had already opened my eyes.
After washing up and changing, I went downstairs to buy breakfast near my home and returned to my room, carrying the breakfast and the sexy lingerie into Mi Shu's bedroom. I placed the things on her desk, went to the bedside, and gently nudged her tightly wrapped, sexy body a few times, whispering in her ear, "Lazybones, wake up. Your perverted uncle bought you breakfast today." Upon hearing this, my niece's tightly closed eyelashes blinked, then slowly opened. "Perverted uncle, why didn't you pull off my blanket today?" Mi Shu asked with a wicked smile.
"What? Do you want me to see your body?" "Hehe, I don't know why, but it feels strange if you don't pull off my blanket and make me scream in the morning." Before she finished speaking, I suddenly pulled off the blanket forcefully, and then I heard my niece's familiar scream of terror. "Hehe, this time you asked for it." "Shameless, lewd, perverted uncle!" My niece covered her chest with her hands and cursed in embarrassment and anger. "Anyway, I've already been labeled a pervert by you, so say whatever you want. Okay, get up, I need to get ready for work." After saying that, as soon as she stood up, my niece surprisingly did not pull the blanket to cover her body. Instead, she put down her hands, got out of bed naked, and went straight to the wardrobe. "Huh? Why are you suddenly so open and generous?" She replied while rummaging through her underwear, "I just suddenly realized, since you've already seen everything, whether I'm wearing clothes or not doesn't matter that much in front of you." "Oh, you've adjusted your mindset really quickly." I stared intently at the girl calmly getting dressed, and happened to catch a glimpse of the heart-shaped ring on her navel, so I asked curiously, "By the way, when did you get that navel ring? Why didn't you tell me?" "It's my private matter, why should I tell you!" "Oh, okay. Hmm… the navel ring you're wearing today is quite pretty." "Thank you. By the way, Uncle, you won't be a 'snitch,' will you?" "Don't worry, I haven't even told your parents you're not a virgin anymore, let alone something as small as this." "Ugh! You're so annoying! Go to work, you perverted uncle!" "I'm going now, remember to take your breakfast." "Oh. Huh? What's this, Uncle?" "Hmm, just a few sets of pajamas, I think they're quite nice, and they should suit you." As I spoke, I quickly left the room, grabbed my laptop bag, and rushed out the door. Although my niece and I talk about everything, to be honest, I still felt somewhat awkward and uneasy about giving her those sexy, revealing lingerie. I had initially thought that if she didn't accept them, she would return them; if she did, she would find an opportunity to try them on and let me have my say. But for several days in a row, she neither wore them for me nor returned them with a blush or while cursing me as a pervert. I was at a loss for what to do. Besides, every morning, the special "moaning" scene between Mi Shu and me still unfolded, only the once-chilling screams seemed to be getting softer and softer. And each time she screamed, she would give me a lazy smile and say, naked, "Good morning, perverted uncle." I really couldn't adapt to this significant change in her. Since she didn't object, I pretended to be oblivious and used the time while waking her up to steal glances at her youthful, delicate body, indulging my visual pleasure. Just when I had almost forgotten about giving my niece several sets of sexy lingerie, one Saturday night, after spending a few hours at a hotel with some drinking buddies, I returned home smelling of the hostesses' perfume. I had just finished showering and was leisurely lighting a cigarette, turning on the TV to watch a movie premiere, when I heard the sound of a door opening and closing behind me. I turned and glanced over, and my entire body froze, my eyes glued to the young woman walking towards me. —Mi Shu was wearing a sexy lingerie set resembling a Japanese kimono. It's described as a kimono imitation because, although it features a cross-collar and long sleeves, the skirt's length is less than halfway down the thigh. The bright red satin material is somewhat sheer, so I could see her prominent nipples without even looking closely, and even vaguely make out her pale pink areolas, as well as the carefully trimmed pubic hair in an inverted triangle shape between her legs. When she sat next to me, a quick glance revealed her snow-white breasts through the loose cross-collar opening. I swallowed hard, then casually asked, "Shushu, still up so late?"
My niece didn't answer, but instead leaned closer and sniffed me. "Huh? Uncle, you smell like a woman's perfume. Did you get a new girlfriend?" "No, I just went to a hotel with some friends to sing and drink." "Didn't you hire any girls?" "What's the point of going to a place like that if you don't hire girls?" "Did you take them out?" "If I did, I wouldn't be coming back today." "Oh. So... you were doing S&M with her in there?" "Huh? How do you know so much? Um, Shushu, let me tell you, if you need money, you can tell me. Just don't go to those kinds of places for part-time work, or I really won't be able to explain it to your parents." "Pfft... It's all because of this perverted uncle telling me all this nonsense." My niece blushed and lightly punched my arm a few times, then said something that made me speechless and embarrassed: "Perverted uncle, if I really went to those kinds of places for part-time work, would you order my table?" "If I happen to run into you, I'll just ask you to keep me company for drinks, and then I'll tell you not to go back. If you were my tenant, not a blood relative, then I might ask you to sleep with me to pay the rent." "Uncle, you're too honest, too shameless and lewd." "These things are consensual, and it's about mutual benefit, so what's there to be ashamed of?" "Pfft~" My niece blushed and chuckled a few times, then suddenly took my arm and said, "Uncle, what exactly do you guys do with those girls at the hotel? Why do men like going to those kinds of places?" Looking at the girl's sexy lingerie and the unintentional glimpses of her skin, my heart suddenly started racing.
"Hmm...you really want to know?" "Hmm. Anyway, you don't treat me like your niece, so just satisfy my curiosity." "How about...we do a cosplay, so you can experience hotel culture firsthand?"
My niece's eyes lit up, and she gently shook my arm, saying softly, "Then should I call you Chairman Chu?" I poked her forehead, amused and annoyed, and said, "You watch too many prime-time dramas, it's not like that at all." "Then how is it?" I pushed my niece's hand away, then took two bottles of beer and two glasses from the refrigerator and returned to the living room. I unzipped the beer, gesturing for her to pour me a drink, and then had her pour herself a glass before saying, "At the beginning, you should hold your glass, introduce yourself, then ask me, 'Brother, what's your name?', and then toast me. Now do as I say. Remember, smile, and speak in a gentle, sweet tone."
"Should I go back to my room to change?" "No need, this outfit looks great." Upon hearing this, my niece immediately wrinkled her nose and said angrily, "Hey! So you've been thinking of me as a hostess all along!?" "No! How could a hostess wear so much?" "This is too much? What's underneath..." My niece suddenly stopped talking, and her bare face, without any makeup, turned red all the way to her ears, whether from the alcohol or from shyness.
Although I already knew she wasn't wearing anything underneath and had even seen the beautiful glimpse of her skin through her neckline, I knew I had to play dumb to avoid embarrassing her. So I quickly said, "Don't worry about the clothes, do it again from the beginning." "Well..." My niece took a deep breath, composed herself, and then picked up her wine glass again, smiling as she said to me, "Hello, brother, my name is... my name is Shushu, may I ask your name?" "Oh, I... my name is Baopi, you can call me Brother Pi." Before she could finish speaking, my niece was already laughing so hard she was breathless, not even noticing that she had spilled her wine on the floor. "Hahaha... Uncle, who would name someone like that! It's hilarious, I'm dying of laughter."
"Whatever, anyway, you might not go to the same hotel to see the same girl again." "Oh, then... Pi... no... it's just too funny. I'll call you Perverted Uncle then."
"No way! Not only do you girls dislike being called old, but men don't like it either." "Then... how about... I call you... Master?" "Ah! What? Shushu, this is a story about a hotel girl and a customer, not a maid café and a master. Did you wander into the wrong studio?" "Pfft~~ Haha~~ Uncle, you keep making me laugh, I can't act anymore." "Uh... okay. Call me whatever you want. Then... shall we start over?" "Wait, let me finish laughing first... it's just too funny..." After finally waiting for Mi Shu to finish laughing, she raised her glass again and said, "Master brother, Shushu toasts you, I hope you'll come and support Shushu often in the future." "Okay, that's good. Here, take a hundred." As I finished speaking, I took out a hundred dollars from my wallet and placed it on the coffee table. "Ah! You get a tip like that? No wonder people say being a hostess at a hotel is lucrative." "That was just to let you know. When you actually get there, I won't pay unless there are some special services." "Like what?" "Hugging, kissing, and touching." "Then..." Unexpectedly, my niece suddenly straddled me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and looked at me affectionately: "Master, what do you think of Shushu?" "Uh...not bad...pretty and has a good figure." "Then..." Watching my niece's rosy face slowly approach my lips, my body involuntarily leaned back, and I said in a trembling voice, "Shushu, I...we should stop here, any more and we'll cross the line." My niece whispered in my ear, "Perverted uncle, what's your intention in giving me such a sexy and hot nightgown? Do you really think I don't know?" Her words were still ringing in my ears when my niece's soft lips were already on mine, making me panic and at a loss for what to do. (To be continued) [Last edited by very q_electricfish] Recent rating record for this post:
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