Friday

The disco at midnight was nothing short of deafening. A few drinks later, Hao and I were both slightly tipsy.

"Those two girls are pretty good. Let's go get their phone numbers," Hao said, pointing to two women in their twenties
whispering .

I glanced at them listlessly; their makeup seemed heavy, and I immediately lost interest. "Go by yourself, what kind of
taste !" Hao swayed and headed over.

Ignoring them, I continued scanning the men and women on the dance floor, trying to numb my senses.

How long had passed? Hao still hadn't returned; it seemed another woman had been victimized. I needed to use
the restroom .

Resolving an internal conflict was indeed a very refreshing thing. I shook my still slightly dizzy
head and headed towards the disco's private rooms. Just as I turned the corner, I heard a woman's whimpering voice coming from the corner.
It was Hao. I walked over speechlessly, intending to warn Hao not to go too far.

As I got closer, I kicked something, and it rolled away with a clatter. I glanced at the woman's
struggling, pleading eyes, then turned and picked up the object—a platinum ring.

Seeing the familiar ring, my pupils instantly dilated to their maximum. I scooped up Hao and ran,
hoping the woman wouldn't have seen me in the dim light. On the way, Hao kept asking what was wrong, complaining that he
'd forgotten to fasten his belt, making a fool of himself. I rolled my eyes at him: "I suggest you go on a business trip for a few days, otherwise neither of us
will have a good time."

Hao didn't listen. Of course, these past few days have been quite peaceful, and my anxiety has finally subsided.

Today is Friday, and Hao will probably drag me to that place I despise again tonight.

I'm rushing to finish a report, otherwise I'll have to work overtime again.

I wonder where Yao Yao, the pretty girl in my office, went to buy cosmetics again, with the director's daughter. Thinking of
the director's daughter sends a chill down my spine

. A strong smell of D5 perfume lingers around me, making me very annoyed. That damn Yao Yao, always wearing
such strong perfume, looks like she needs to be taught a lesson again. I turned around angrily and said, "I told you..." My
face froze instantly—it was the director's daughter, Li.

Li, as fresh and elegant as a lotus emerging from water, sat behind me, waving a delicate handkerchief, and said with
a playful smile , "Ah ha, our Director Kui is angry, my apologies, my apologies. Haha..."

"Ah, ah. Miss Li is here? What can I do for you?" I asked, forcing myself to remain calm,
my underwear already soaked with cold sweat.

"Oh, nothing." Li put on an indifferent expression, "I just want you to come to my party
." She emphasized the word "my."

"Thank you for your kindness, but no thanks. I have an appointment today."

"An appointment? Hehe..." Li took my hand and held it to her chest, saying, "Is it He Hao? I also have an appointment with him today,
come along." I felt like I'd been struck by lightning, my body involuntarily wanting to slide down and kneel on the ground. Li braced
her legs against mine, staring intently into my eyes, and said, word by word, "You absolutely have to come!"

Then she turned and left.

I collapsed to the ground. I was done for; I was in deep trouble!

I nervously waited until the end of the workday, clutching the ring in my pocket. I knew I couldn't escape it;
it was better to deal with it sooner rather than later. After work, I went to the designated location.

Looking at the gate of this suburban flower garden, my heart pounded. What was once paradise now
looked like the gates of hell. What was coming was bound to happen.

"Why aren't you going in? What are you doing here?" a voice came from behind. I turned around and saw
the same woman in the disco clothes from last Friday, but now with a distinctly youthful and innocent look, standing behind me,
looking at me slyly.

Without thinking, I asked, "Why did you leave?"

The woman was clearly taken aback, then a foxy smile instantly appeared on her face: "Otherwise, how would I have had the chance
to meet you? My name is Jing, what's yours?" She extended her slender, rosy hand.

I awkwardly shook her hand. "My name is Lun, you can call me Da Kui too. Um..."

"Okay." Jing pulled my hand and led me inside. "Let's go in first, we're just
supporting characters today!"

I was led like a puppet into her paradise, my hell.

I knew the small greenhouse in front of me was called Cat's Paw. It was called Cat's Paw because
a kitten less than a month old got its paw caught in a wire and froze to death in the dead of winter. To commemorate the
unjustly killed kitten and the mother cat who froze to death at the greenhouse entrance, this small
greenhouse, which was dedicated to raising fragrant lilies, got its name. In this situation, I didn't know if I would become that kitten or that mother cat
...

"Are you sure you want to go in?" Jing turned around and asked me.

"What?" I was stunned, feeling very strange.

Jing turned around and faced me directly. "I think you know why we called you here. If it really has nothing
to do with you..." She stood in front of my nose, her lemon-scented breath blowing into my nostrils. "I mean,
do you want me to help you?"

"I..." My mind was a little confused. "Um..." I gently pushed her, "Could you leave
me a whole corpse?"

"What? Ha! Oh hahahahaha..." Jing laughed wildly, then suddenly her face turned serious. "Do you
believe me? Stop talking nonsense, believe me or not?"

Anticipating a beating, I had no choice but to try my luck and agreed, "Okay, I believe you."

Jing nodded. "Hmm, you have guts. I'll treat you better later." She rummaged in her bag for a while.
"Here, wear this, or you'll throw up later." It was a mask.

I looked at her in fear, begging for an explanation.

She saw what I meant and said, "Don't worry, I haven't decided what to do with you yet.
Although ... tonight you're basically mine." Then she took out a Katy Cat
mask and put it on.

I shook my head and put on the mask she gave me—but the smell of ether was so strong!

When I woke up, I seemed to hear a faint whimpering sound, but there were no specific words.
The head was covered by something, very tightly, but the face was covered by a strange textile that
fit The nose, however, allowed for breathing, and emitted a faint, peculiar, and captivating aroma.
The smell... I wanted to touch what was on my face, but my body was completely restrained, and I could only sway slightly
.

"You're awake?" A voice that seemed to be Jing's came vaguely, and my head suddenly felt much heavier. "Looks like the concentration I mixed
was just right, 25 minutes, hmm, I'm a genius."

I pouted, then suddenly realized—the thing on my face was Jing's socked foot. I was furious and
shook myself violently, hoping to shake her foot off, but I forgot that her foot was now practically attached to my
face . My heavy breathing blew on the soles of her feet, eliciting a silvery laugh from her.

"You'd better behave, I'm about to be number one. If I don't get first place, I
'm afraid will be bad, and then..." Her foot pressed inward, and my breathing was forced
to shut off.

I was terrified, was I going to die here? I don't know if it was because her progress was not going well, but her foot
pressed in and tighter, and no matter how I shook it, I couldn't budge her foot an inch. The intense exercise caused my body
's oxygen to be consumed rapidly, but it couldn't be replenished at all. Like centuries of torment, finally, Jing
separated her legs. I greedily breathed in the air of new life, a feeling of gratitude welling up inside me—
gratitude for giving me a chance to live, though Jing knew nothing of this.

"You're very disobedient," Jing said to herself. "Looks like it's necessary to make you aware of my existence."
I felt a lightness on my face, my head lifted with her foot, and then she slammed my head heavily to
the ground. I felt a "thud," as if my head was about to explode. Then another slam, and another,
more than ten times. The likely fainting spell was replaced by pain, and I couldn't help but groan,
tears streaming down my face, soaking the soles of her socks.

The thing tightly binding my head and Jing's feet together was suddenly ripped off (it didn't seem to be tape).

Jing's feet landed on either side of my head. When I could see clearly again, I was deeply shocked.
Jing, standing at only 1.6 meters tall, seemed incredibly imposing to me. Coupled with her cruel actions
and the restraints she had placed on me, I felt she had suddenly transformed into a goddess who could control my life. My gaze
softened, becoming reverent and submissive. Jing seemed to be watching me with amusement.

I turned my head and gently kissed Jing's left ankle, thanking her for granting me the right to live. Jing sat
back down , lifting her left foot to gently stroke my hair. After a while, Jing clamped my head between her legs, making me
face her. She bent down, resting her chin on her hand, and looked at me, saying, "Do you believe I can end your
life anytime now?" However, judging from her expression, she was still quite satisfied with my submissive attitude.

Looking at her slightly smug expression, I softly asked, "How's Hao?"

"Huh?" Jing's eyes widened. "You, don't you care about your own situation?" She waved her
fist. "Don't arouse my desire! Or I'll burn you alive!"

"I believe you," I said.

"Huh? Oh, hehe..." Jing seemed surprised by my answer, but... "Okay, okay, okay."

After saying "okay" three times in a row, she once again blocked my breathing with her right foot. "I want to see
how much trust me." She picked up a large wad of pantyhose, and I realized that what had been on my head was a sock, but I didn't
know whose it was. "Now I'm going to put it back on your head, and I'll choose your life or death. If you trust me,
don't move until I release you voluntarily. You choose, whether you really trust me. To be honest, Li
doesn't intend to let you go back normally."

I knew I was facing a difficult choice at this moment. If I chose not to believe her, I couldn't believe
the harm that deceiving her would cause; but if I chose to believe her, and she really intended to kill me, I would have no chance at all.
But it seemed that there was no need for any internal struggle. I agreed as if possessed, "I believe you."

Jing smiled with satisfaction and said, lifting her foot, "Take a deep breath!" I obediently took a few deep breaths. She
blocked my breathing again with her foot, and then forcefully put the sock back on my head. "I want to play one more game.
When it ends... well, that's up to fate." Her other foot seemed to step on this one, and
unsurprisingly, my face dented.

Suddenly, I realized I had no idea what game she was playing. If... a
chill .

After about a minute and a half, my body began to tremble uncontrollably. It wasn't that I no longer trusted her,
but my body had reached its limit. I realized Jing was really trying to kill me, but it was too late for regrets.
A woman's heart really can't be completely trusted! But... a bright light appeared before my eyes. I saw
the clear lines on the soles of Jing's pink cotton socks, and I felt a pang of anxiety for the thinning heels, wishing I could instantly transform into cotton
thread to nourish them. I found myself laughing...

My chest ached terribly, as if a giant hammer was pounding on it. Had someone as peaceful as me been
sent to hell ?! I reached out to touch it, but couldn't find anything.

"Good, you're finally awake. I didn't expect you to trust me so much, you didn't even
struggle . I've decided, tonight I'll make sure you get through this as well as possible." The hammer on my chest stopped attacking, resting
on my chest.

I opened my eyes, and realized I wasn't dead, I'd just suffocated and passed out. Jing, the culprit, was
standing on my chest. I smiled bitterly, you practically wrapped me up like a dumpling, how could I possibly move? "Thank you for giving
me a third life."

"Really? Call me Mom." Jing got off me and squatted down beside me.

"...Goddess Mom." I hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.

"Hmm, hmm, good son, haha, you have potential, alright, looks like I have to be a good mother. Tell me,
what do you want Mom to do for you?"

Without thinking, I said, "Mom, untie the bonds, let your child relax a bit."

A hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed in Jing's smiling eyes, but it was quickly swallowed up by her smile. "Okay, but
Mommy has to teach the newborn baby from scratch!" She ran to the doorway. "Come on, baby, crawl over
here, crawl to Mommy, and you'll get candy." I knew I'd said the wrong thing, so I squeaked like a maggot until
I reached Jing's feet. Jing stepped on my head and said, "Good boy, well done. You're so great, baby." Then, Jing
ran to the computer desk. "Bounce over here, baby, keep it up!" Bounce? I didn't understand, and looked at her with a wronged expression.

Jing was clearly very clever. She excitedly called out, "You know butterfly stroke, right? Come here!" I was shocked,
but to avoid further suffering, I endured it. I pulled my knees together with all my might, lifted my upper body, and then sprang forward,
landing heavily about 20cm away. Just like that, I butterflyed to Jing's feet, about 3 meters away. I was almost
tumbling backward. She happily jumped onto my back and stomped her feet twice. "Great job! Baby will definitely
grow into a strong young man." Jing helped me stand up and casually pulled out three pairs of pantyhose, tying them around my neck.
"Jump over here, follow me, follow Mommy's steps." She walked in front, holding the pantyhose in her hand, and I followed
behind jumping. One lap, two laps... I really couldn't jump anymore, my legs gave way, and I collapsed to the ground. "Good baby,
get up from where you fell." She held the pantyhose tightly with her hands, but
kicked my stomach hard with her feet, which were clad in pink cotton socks. She kept spewing insults, her kicks growing increasingly
brutal, until—I vomited a large amount of stomach acid.

Jing sat on the bed, panting heavily. I grumbled and rubbed my face against her pants, "I'm sorry, Mommy made
you angry. Don't be angry, Mommy, I'll try my best."

Jing pulled me up by my pantyhose, lifting me to chest height, and slapped my face hard
with saying, "You made Mommy angry, you made Mommy angry! Disobedient children deserve to be disciplined!"
Finally, still not satisfied, she kicked me in the nose, sending me sprawling. I winced in pain.

Jing checked the time; it was already 11 PM. "One more hour, the party starts
. Are you excited, baby?" she said with a smile.

I didn't know how to answer, so I asked, "Mommy, can I not wear such tight clothes?"

"No, only bad kids who don't wear clothes are disliked by Mommy. Are you a bad kid? Be good, listen to me,
be a good kid. Mommy's going to play some games, you can move around for a while, and then Mommy will take you to a party
, okay?" With that, Jing walked towards the computer desk. I suddenly bit Jing's trouser leg.

Jing's voice, tinged with anger, rang out: "What, baby?"

I said aggrievedly, "Mommy, can I kiss your feet while you're playing on the computer? I don't want to
leave you."

Jing was a little amused, then smiled and said, "Okay, but don't get Mommy's socks wet,
or I'll spank you." With that, she sat down in the chair to play games. And I, I climbed to her feet and gently
kissed her slightly cold feet to numb my own heart. Sometimes she sensed it and would playfully use her feet
to tease me.

"Ding..." The midnight bell rang. My lips tightly enveloped Jing's toes, but I dared not bite
down . I thought, perhaps the rebirth of all beings has begun again.

Jing took out a collar with spikes inside, adjusted the size, and put it around my neck. "Mommy will let
you relax a bit later, so you can attend tonight's midnight party in top form." After saying that, she
cut off the layers of tape binding me.

Under Jing's cold gaze, I stretched my body, which had become numb from not using it for so long. Feeling comfortable, I turned back to
look at Jing, who was staring intently at me: "Mommy still doesn't believe in her child!" Then, I slowly knelt
at her feet under her gaze, kissed her thigh, and then lay on the ground saying, "Please mount me, Mommy,
I'll carry you, making you look very impressive."

Jing happily mounted me: "Giddy up, swivel your cat paws!" I crawled steadily.

When we reached the door, I opened it with my mouth. Jing seemed to be reassured by me, patted my head, and said, "Open your mouth."
I opened my mouth wide, and the collar handle was shoved into my mouth. "Hold it yourself." She patted my face as a reward.
I gratefully wagged my bottom, making her laugh heartily.

Target—Cat's Paw!

When we actually arrived at the Cat's Paw door, I was filled with fear, hesitating to open it. Jing patted
my face for encouragement and comfort, but it still didn't reassure me. She sighed, leaned down, and
covered my eyes with her hands: "Do you trust me?" I calmed myself for a moment and slowly nodded. "Then, let's
go in ." I opened the door with my head.

"Huh?" Li's voice exploded in my ear, like a loudspeaker. "Jingjing, how did you
tame him like this? In my memory, our Director Kui has always been
known for daring to contradict the boss and having an extremely tough style!" The sarcastic words squeezed into my ears without reservation. And I just silently
lowered my head. "Jingjing, leave him to me," Li gently suggested.

Jing stood up without hesitation and sat down to the side. I looked at Jing and found her
staring at something. Following the direction of her gaze, I saw Hao, still unharmed, though
he looked extremely distressed. I looked at Li, my gaze questioning her.

Li understood what I was thinking: "Oh, that kid? I haven't let him sleep for three and a half days, and I
give him enemas every four hours without fail, but I've never hit him. Do you know why?" Li seemed to think she
was the cat, and Hao and I were just prey under its paws.

I shook my head: "Do I have the right not to know?"

Li smiled brightly, lifting my chin with her index finger, then sticking her thumb into my mouth, her purple, sharp
nails digging forcefully into my lower gums. She breathed softly, "This isn't like you! Did Jingjing
brainwash you?" I just looked at her smooth, delicate hands without saying a word. "Jingjing, could you go out and
meet ?"

Jing looked unhappy: "Who is it?"

Li didn't seem to care, getting up and looking at Li, saying, "Okay, go ahead. It's a very good friend." Jing pouted and
went out .

Lily turned to me and said, "Where's the ring?"

I remained calm. "What ring?"

Lily tightened her grip, her eyes flashing with a sharp light. "Don't play dumb with me. It's
the platinum ring you gave me on my 20th birthday. Don't think I don't know it's in your hands now."

"It's clearly in your hands. How could I possibly ask for it back?" I stubbornly persisted.

Lily released her grip on my chin and picked up the handle. "I'll give you one more chance. Don't say I'm not a good
friend . Hand over the ring, or I'll use force." She gradually pulled on the chain attached to the collar, and I felt
the metal spikes digging into my neck. I panicked. I didn't know a woman harboring hatred...
Knowing how crazy things would get, I quickly pulled the ring out of my pocket and handed it to her. "Hehehe," Lily
grinned maliciously, "Looks like it really was you back then. You treated me like this? Looks like I was too good to you! Humph!"
She snorted heavily, "Tonight I'll treat you properly." With a sudden pull, she
dragged me down, and I convulsed in pain.

A woman entered from outside. She seemed familiar.

Lily turned to her, pointing and introducing her to me: "This is my sworn sister
, Fifth Sister, you should remember her, right?" I stared blankly at them. Fifth Sister, the smiling woman in the pink yoga suit
—she was actually the female boss of Huiyuan District! We had met once before. "I
called her here for Hao to enjoy, and Hao told me the only condition that could make him submit—to
punish you to the same degree. That's what your good brother wanted. I'm both happy and sad for you."

"Alright, Yi-jie, that kid is yours to play with now. I hope you have a pleasant midnight." Li
thought for a moment and said, "Oh, right, Jing, you go help over there too. I'll talk to this kid for a bit!"

Although Jing hesitated for a moment, she still smiled and went over with Yi, which made me feel a pang of sadness.

"Now, look at me!" Li turned my face hard, her fierce gaze flashing so brightly before my eyes.
Then, one of her fingernails dug deep into my gums. Then, a whiff of D5 perfume brought
a fleeting phantom. Immediately afterwards, with a slap and a muffled groan, her left hand struck my
right cheek heavily. Because my chin was being pinched, my head could only shake slightly, and the pain in my mouth was unbearable.
How I wanted to resist! But I knew that if I resisted, the consequences would be even more serious! *Slap, slap, slap…* The
rhythmic slaps landed on my right cheek, like a declaration, a vow of Li's absolute power.

After about forty or fifty slaps, Li was exhausted. She released her fingers from my mouth, and I clearly saw
thick blood dripping from her long, purple fingernails, like rose-red jelly flowing from them. Li
seemed to be saying something to me, but I didn't hear her clearly because I was staring in shock at Hao.

Yi-jie put Hao down, and then she stuffed all of Hao's stockings into his mouth,
then , with a seductive smile, slowly dislocated all twelve joints of Hao's limbs. Yi-jie, wearing extremely thin wine-glass heels
, bounced lightly on Hao's lower abdomen, as if getting used to some rhythm. Hao's eyes were wide open,
veins bulging , clearly enduring immense pain. Watching Yi-jie's every drop cause Hao's body
to convulse, my body involuntarily convulsed along with her.

Lily shifted my gaze, grinning maliciously as she stared at me. "What, am I not good enough to you? Are you
envious of your friend? Look at how excited you are, Qi Wang's body is trembling. I should satisfy your
needs!" Lily pushed me down, raising her left foot to step on my left arm. "Although I don't know Yi-jie's
bone-breaking technique, I can still crush it if you step on it. Want it? You really want it, beg me!" Her
voice was like a little fox luring a hen into a trap.

I didn't answer her question, only saying in a low voice, "Can you give me a whole body?
It's not something to be happy about getting your shoes dirty."

Lily intriguedly stepped on my mouth with her left shoe. "I just applied farmyard manure to the greenhouse today,
there should be some delicious residue on the soles of my shoes, I'll give you a treat and lick it clean first."

I knew that Lily used all-natural biological fertilizer produced by her sisters in her garden; she was just that kind of
unconventional urban gardener. Thinking about this, I felt nauseous, my stomach churning uncontrollably. Finally, unable
to suppress my bodily reaction, I forcefully pushed Lily away and ran towards the door to vomit, but unexpectedly, the collar
chain was still wrapped around Lily's foot. A sharp pain in my neck instantly overwhelmed my consciousness, and a mouthful of vomit
sprayed onto the fragrant lilies that Lily had painstakingly planted.

I felt a warm sensation on my neck; I knew it must be thorns biting into my throat. To
survive, I gripped the chain tightly with both hands to lessen the pain. But Lily had no intention of letting me go.
She dragged me back to her feet, her right foot raining down on my body,
head , and even fingers. Fortunately, Lily had always worn sneakers in the greenhouse; if she had worn hard-soled shoes, my
fingers would certainly be gone. My neck and body were constantly in disarray; I desperately wished I could faint
immediately , hoping to elicit even a shred of pity from Li. Then she stomped my testicles hard on the ground, and I
let out a bloodcurdling scream. My screams probably woke her; she released the chains and sat down
on a chair in the flower room, panting heavily.

Jing and Sister Yi rushed over upon hearing the commotion. Sister Yi looked at my condition and complained to Li, "Why
didn't you gag him? What a spoilsport!" With that, Sister Yi tried to find something to gag me.

Li, perhaps realizing her kick had been a bit too forceful, pulled Sister Yi away, saying, "Come on,
let's go continue fulfilling the master's wish. Let Jing play with this kid for a while." She then led Sister Yi towards Hao
.

Jing curiously observed my condition. Just then, Li called out, "Jingjing, take him out first.
He's yours tonight. As long as you don't kill him or cripple him, you can do whatever you want with him."

Jing picked up the chain handle and replied, "Okay, I'm going back inside."

Li answered, "Go ahead, have fun."

Jing showed no mercy, mounting my back and waving the handle, hitting my bottom and yelling,
"Giddy up, giddy up, get moving! I need to relieve myself! Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up..." I
dared not resist, enduring the excruciating pain, and crawled towards the door of the cat paw. I didn't look back; I dared not look back,
afraid to see Hao's miserable state, and afraid that Li and Sister Yi might change their minds at any moment.

After safely crawling out of the cat paw, Jing still showed no sign of getting off, still loudly yelling "Giddy up,"

but no longer hitting me with the handle. I knew Jing was on my side, so I bravely
carried Jing to the villa entrance as fast as I could.

Jing's favorite thing was still games, especially mindless games like Bubble Bobble, which she played with
great enthusiasm . I, enduring the physical pain, knelt beside Jing with a mournful face, desperately hoping she would torture me
a little, which would at least alleviate the pain in my neck and genitals. But Jing was completely absorbed in the game.
She didn't care about me at all, because she could tell that Li's punishment for me was over.

To distract myself from the pain, I boldly bent down to smell Jing's buttocks, but this aggravated the
chain around my neck that Jing had already secured to the table leg. The pain made me slam straight into Jing's thigh. I
still didn't dare to anger her at this critical moment. With all my might, I slammed my head against the table.

Startled, Jing stood up to check on me. Seeing me trembling, she sat back down in her chair, her face hardening as she
gently asked, "Do you feel like I've neglected you? Do you need me to take special care of you?" Her voice grew
colder.

I cowered under the table, my voice trembling as I replied, "It hurts." Suddenly realizing that this wasn't a
proper way to express myself, I knelt up, head bowed, and said, "No, no, please punish me, Mom. I
promise I won't bother you while you play games again."

Jing was somewhat moved. She reached out and removed the collar from my neck, which was stained a dark
reddish-black . Jing reached out her right hand and pressed my head down until it was above her left foot, which she had just extended. "Silly
child, Mommy overlooked it, but you showed Mommy your gentleness, and Mommy is very happy. Come on, Mommy will
lick Mommy's feet for you, so it won't hurt so much. After you've licked both feet, go lick Mommy
's boots clean too. Just don't disturb Mommy's game, and don't run around." Jing
forcefully shoved her left big toe into my mouth. "Come on, lick this one first, but don't disturb Mommy's game, or
Mommy will get angry." After saying that, she ignored me and focused on playing the game.

With Jing's big toe in my mouth, I felt very complicated. The pain was still there, but I couldn't
hate . Instead, I was grateful for what she had done. At least she had saved me. I gratefully sucked on her toe,
hoping that this would express my gratitude. Jing's toes weren't perfectly shaped; her feet were somewhat thin, and
her toenails were short and stubby, far less rounded and long than Li's. Yet, they were incredibly gentle with me
. I playfully flicked my tongue, licking the area under her toes. She must have felt it; her raised left foot twitched
. I chased after it, licking. Although she didn't react, watching her foot happily trying to escape
filled me with sweetness. Later, seeing her toes curl up from the tickling,
I couldn't help but smile knowingly.

At some point, Jing stopped playing and watched me lick her feet with interest. I
licked passionately, pouring all my happiness and pain into my love and gratitude for Jing's beautiful feet. After what
seemed like an eternity, I finally reluctantly put down Jing
's left foot, which I had licked until it was slightly wrinkled, and turned to lick her right foot. Suddenly, I realized Jing had stopped playing. Trembling, I pressed
my head against the ground in front of her feet. The lifting of Jingyu's foot filled me with immense fear—she had told
me not to disturb her while she was playing games. But the storm I had imagined didn't come. Jing simply gently placed her left
foot on the back of my head, gazing at the wound on my neck, and gently stroking the back of my head with the sole of her foot.

I didn't understand Jing's meaning and could only remain motionless, terrified. Suddenly,
the pressure increased dramatically, almost turning my skull into a photograph. My God, was Jing really going to punish me severely?!

A short while later, Jing sat back down in her chair. She reached out and gently tied a delicate ribbon around my still
slightly bleeding neck, then withdrew her left foot. She used her toes to lift my head from the ground. Seeing the stockings in her
hand , I realized that what she had put around my neck was a pair of long stockings. Jing smiled and waved the stockings in her hand,
saying to me, "How dare you interrupt my game! I'm going to punish you! So careless."

I knew that no matter how careful I was, it would still affect her game if she wanted to, so I could only humbly reply,
"Yes, yes, it was my carelessness. Please, please punish me, Mother."

Jing seemed tired of our game and said impatiently, "Alright, now you're not allowed to call me Mother anymore.
You have to call me Princess or Master, understand?"

This reaction was a bit strange. I didn't know how Princess and Master could be considered equal titles.
Oh well , whatever, as long as she accepts one of them, that's fine. I replied with a determined look, "Yes,
Master is right."

Jing asked with some surprise, "Why did you choose to call me Master?"

I answered, "Then, do you like to be called Princess?"

"No, I'm just surprised. Don't male slaves like to serve princesses?"

"Male slaves?" I was a bit surprised. Is such a pure and innocent woman also a fujoshi (a female fan of male-male romance)? "No matter what you are,
empress or princess, you're still my master to a male slave."

Jing chuckled, using her foot to support my chin as she asked, "So, it seems I'm
being disrespectful ! I should apologize. I'll grant your wish." She paused, then said, "Just calling you a male slave
doesn't seem quite right. How about this, I'll give you a name. 'Sunflower.' Hmm, your name is Da Kui,
so Sunflower is quite fitting. Hehe... I'm a genius..."

I was speechless. Jing's playful side was clearly kicking in. I silently mourned for myself, but still cooperated,
looking at Jing with reverence and replying, "Thank you for the name, Master. Master is truly insightful, brilliant, and incredibly learned
..."

"Alright, alright, I know what you're thinking. I'm going to reward you." Jing interrupted me.

"Now you have the right to choose your reward. Are you going to lick the soles of my boots clean, or eat these
cotton socks !"

I stood there, stunned, as if struck by lightning. What kind of reward was this! The soles of the shoes were definitely covered in
biological , and the cotton socks… the thought of swallowing them made me tremble.

Seeing my hesitation, Jing pouted and scolded, "So hard to choose! Why don't you choose to lick the soles
clean ? I really can't bear to part with these cotton socks."

"I, I choose the cotton socks!" I shouted, "I choose the cotton socks! How can I be so
ungrateful to give up Master's kindness? Thank you for your grace, Master!" I quickly fawned over her.

Jing gave me a cold laugh, reached for her own cotton socks on the computer desk, and threw them in front of me,
coldly saying, "Eat them right in front of me."

I hesitated, unwilling to eat them, and Jing kicked my nose, saying, "Eat!"

I replied with a bitter face, "Master, could you let Sunflower drink some water first? It's so dry."

Jing patted her head helplessly and said weakly, "Okay, go ahead, but only tap water."

I cheerfully replied, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master." Then I turned to run towards the bathroom,
but... Jing's hand holding the stockings showed no sign of letting go. I looked back at her with a wronged expression.

"I've changed my mind," Jing said leisurely. "It's too wasteful to let you drink water. There's your blood on the ground, lick it clean
yourself . If you're still thirsty, untie the stockings around your neck and let the blood flow down a little more."
A smug smile hung on her face.

I panicked and lunged at Jing to beg her, but the next moment my face made
intimate contact with Jing's raised foot. "Don't move, I won't let you move at all." I felt the softness on
my nose and the playfulness on my forehead, but I was anxious to know what Jing was thinking.

"Lie down," Jing commanded, withdrawing her foot. I obediently lay down at her feet. Jing leaned down and smiled
at me, saying, "I need to pee, want some?" I shook my head violently. "Okay, lie here quietly
and don't move." With that, she went into the bathroom.

A short while later, Jing returned with a paper cup. She handed it to me, saying,
"Sunflower, drink this."

Looking at the pale yellow liquid in the cup, I felt nauseous. Although I took it, I instinctively turned my head away in
disgust .

Seeing my reaction, Jing smiled fiercely and said, "If you don't drink it, I'll make you
eat all of Lily's stockings that are covering your head. I'm sure you'll feel great."

Seeing Jing's expression, ready to do what she said, I had no choice but to endure the combined physical and psychological pressure and
quickly pour the liquid into my stomach. I pretended to vomit, but when I smacked my lips, I found it was
sweet. I looked at her in confusion.

Jing was laughing uncontrollably, even putting her feet in my lap and resting them
on my shoulders. "Fool, what do you think I gave you to drink? My pee? Don't be so smug, you're not
qualified. It's just Lily's leftover black tea from yesterday mixed with tap water! Haha..."

"Why am I not qualified!" Although I felt a little better after hearing it wasn't pee, a strange competitive spirit
made me say that.

"Huh? You dare to question me! You've gone too far, you big pervert, you actually want to drink my pee. You
think you're your bastard friend! Let me tell you, for the past three days, your friend Hao has been
fed by us sisters with our own pee and poop. Just thinking about it makes me sick. How could Lily come up with such a terrible idea?"
Jing said disgustedly.

"But I'm not a pervert, can you please stop making me eat socks and lick boot soles?" I asked tentatively.

"Hmm..." Jing thought seriously for a moment and said, "It's not impossible."

I was overjoyed: "Really!"

Jing stood up, stroking my head with her right hand and said, "Of course, I'll take you back to Li right now."

I felt like I was falling into an abyss, hugging Jing's lower abdomen and crying out, "No, no! Please, Master, no!"

Jing forcefully turned my head, staring into my eyes and said, "It seems that the master in your heart is not me. I
will let you know whether I am your true master or not."

"I'll eat, I'll eat!" I anxiously confessed, afraid that Jing would change her mind.

Jing sneered and replied, "Now you understand? Too late! Obediently accept my favor." After saying that, Jing
slapped me and knocked me to the ground. Jing stomped hard on my neck, which had just calmed down, and
twisted it forcefully. "Do you believe that at this moment, your life or death is only determined by my foot?" My throat was
pressed tightly, and I could only whimper in reply.

"I want you to beg my foot to let you go." Jing said authoritatively.

I was completely dumbfounded. How could I beg? How was I supposed to know what your toes liked to hear? I'm not
some corn on your foot. Oh my god! I might as well just ramble on. "Please...please, please, my dear lady,
look, this, this...I'm...obedient, please...you know, be magnanimous, please, please
..."

"Alright, alright." Jing impatiently withdrew her foot. "You don't know how to coax girls, how can you
be so clumsy!"

"Heh, heh heh..." I smiled a little embarrassedly: "I never bother girls,
Hao always drags me along to join in the fun."

"Huh? How old are you?" Jing looked at me like she had found a great toy.

"30." I looked at her somewhat timidly.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, no one likes me."

"You really are a freak, what do you think of me?" Jing looked at me seriously.

"Huh?" I was stunned.

"If you're willing to eat these cotton socks of mine, I'll be your girlfriend," Jing said, shaking her head and laughing.

I shuddered. What was going on?! Jing was extremely embarrassed and angrily stomped her feet on me,
yelling, "You bastard, what kind of reaction is this? No wonder you can never find a girlfriend.
What's the difference between you and a blockhead?"

"Ouch..." I cried out in pain, startling Jing into curling up her legs. The effect of Li's heavy blow was still significant;
I clutched my groin and rolled on the ground in agony. Jing was a bit dumbfounded now, seemingly unsure how to deal with
me, since I wasn't a pervert or a hooligan in the traditional sense.

"Hey, hey...hey...are you...are you alright?" Jing crouched down beside me and asked cautiously, but
seeing my pale and sweaty face, she felt a little sorry for me. I don't know what suddenly came up with her idea, but she
picked up one of her cotton socks, crumpled it up, and forcefully stuffed it into my mouth, probably thinking that this would lessen my
pain and prevent me from grinding my teeth.

About fifteen minutes later, I finally recovered from the intense pain, though I was still incredibly
weak. Jing, feeling a bit embarrassed to continue fussing over me, helped me onto Li's bed, then plopped down
on my chest and reached into my mouth to remove the sock. "Huh? There's only one left. Where's the other one?" she asked
, puzzled. She searched the floor for a while, but found nothing. She sat back down on my chest and asked, "You didn't
swallow it ?" She looked down at the bloodstains on the sock, lost in thought.

I was happy to have her sitting on my chest, as it relieved the pain in my lower body, but I still wanted to
feel more comfortable. "The right foot," I whispered.

"Huh?" Jing didn't understand.

"I said right foot, I haven't finished licking it yet," I repeated.

"Oh." Jing obediently climbed down from my chest and placed her right foot on my mouth.

The dense wrinkles on the soles of Jing's feet were so adorable, soft and tingling like pineapple buns
, and most importantly, the faint sour taste was my absolute favorite. I passionately stuck out my
tongue , moistening her heel, tracing the sole, lingering on the instep, and tenderly caressing her toes. When I remembered something,
I realized that Jing had actually fallen asleep, a little girl's smile on her face, still holding the cotton sock in her hand.

I felt a wave of warmth wash over me. What an adorable girl! Could it be that my spring has truly arrived
? I lifted her right foot, wanting to crawl to her side. But as soon as I raised my head, she placed her left foot
under my head, then pulled her right foot out and placed her big toe on my lips, as if she
wanted . I opened my lips and happily embraced her big toe. Following her calf upwards, I
saw a mischievous smile on Jing's lips. "Don't move, just like this, I really like this feeling," Jing said softly.

Suddenly, Li entered. She smiled at the bizarre scene. She walked to the bedside, looking at me with
a sly grin as I said, my neck already numb, "What? Our Director Kui has become
a dog at a little woman's feet?" I was terrified of what she had done today, wondering what she would do to me next. I
sucked on Jing's toes even harder, even biting them, and kept backing away.

Jing woke up, angrily kicking my face lightly with her foot. When she saw Li
watching her with her hands behind her back, she blushed instantly. She withdrew her foot and discreetly put away the socks in her hand
. Li didn't seem to care. She turned to me and said, " You can leave

as long as you promise not to tell anyone about tonight's events ." "Um…" I hesitated. "You don't need to say anything. I won't let him off so easily. If you're worried about his safety, the most important thing you need to do is keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, it's dangerous for both of you," Li said , her tone laced with threat. I hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. Seeing my agreement, Li nodded with satisfaction and said, "I believed you were a smart person." After saying that, she whispered in Jing's ear, "You little slut, why didn't you devour this idiot? Hehe..." Jing rolled her eyes at her and said, "Tch, you've ruined him. He has no appetite at all." After saying that, they both chuckled. As Li was leaving, she turned back and said, "Jingjing, when the hospital opens later, take him to the hospital to get checked out ." Life seemed to have returned to normal until half a month later when Li called me to arrange to meet at the Grand Diner. I entered the private room on time and saw Li and Hao already waiting there. Seeing my surprised look as I stared at the emaciated smiled and said, "I called you here today so you'd know I kept my promise and let him go. I can also tell you, he'll basically never be able to pick up girls again." We talked about some things, but Hao didn't react at all, which made me even more alarmed about what Li had done to him. I looked at Li, who selectively ignored my pleading. "Tell me about your situation. Our little Jingjing ruined her reputation for you. You can't be so ungrateful, can you?" Li adopted a negotiating stance. "I know." I blushed a little as I said this. Jingjing was really generous, actually saying it was because of excessive . "But... she's only 21 years old, and she's so attractive..." "You blockhead! No wonder Jingjing called you a blockhead! You're infuriating." Li gave me a light slap. "Is there so much logic to love? I really don't know how you, an idiot, managed to steal a girl's soul from her mouth just by licking her feet." I smiled sheepishly. "Here's the phone number. You can decide what to do with it." I took the phone number, no longer caring about Hao's situation, and ran quickly into the street, making the call : "Hello, Your Highness, Sunflower is begging to eat that sock..."

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