Complex emotions

Zhou Ying is a woman in her early thirties. Her husband is a railway track inspector, working in the mountains along the Beijing-Kowloon Railway for three months at a time. They have a three-year-old son who attends kindergarten. Yu Long, her husband's cousin, is single and lives with them in the staff dormitory. It's an old building with three families sharing a unit. Another family member, Old Liu, is a retired single worker. There's only one toilet in the entire unit, but Old Liu often works odd jobs in the dormitory shed and isn't home, so only Zhou Ying and Yu Long 's families use it.

Yu Long is twenty-four or twenty-five years old and works in the railway's tertiary industry. Because they are relatives, Zhou Ying's husband is often away, and Yu Long helps with the heavy housework. The young man is handsome but quiet and prefers reading. His parents are cousins of Zhou Ying's husband's mother, meaning they have virtually no direct blood relation. Yu Long's parents have come several times to propose marriage, but Yu Long has refused each time, eventually ceasing all contact. In desperation, Yu Long's parents entrusted Zhou Ying's family to take care of their cousin, and Zhou Ying's husband readily agreed. Zhou Ying worked at a hotel, and she introduced her cousin to several women, all of whom were quite eligible. However, for some reason, Yu Long wouldn't agree to any of them. Zhou Ying got angry and ignored him for a long time. About six months ago, Zhou Ying noticed that her washed stockings sometimes had a sticky residue on them. She didn't think much of it and washed them again. Later, she discovered that all the stockings she had worn were replaced with new ones of the same style. Zhou Ying stopped hanging her washed underwear and stockings outside to dry.

One night, she drank too much water and got up to use the bathroom. The light was on, and she heard someone talking softly inside. Through the crack in the old door, she saw Yulong inside, his penis covered by flesh-colored stockings, rapidly stroking it while softly calling Zhou Ying's name. Startled by Yulong's actions, Zhou Ying covered her mouth tightly with both hands, afraid to make a sound. Just then, Yulong groaned from inside, and Zhou Ying saw large clumps of thick semen seeping from the stockings covering his penis. Zhou Ying quickly and quietly returned to her room. A few minutes later, she heard running water from the bathroom, and Yulong came out and went back to his room. It was while her husband was at work, and even if he were home, Zhou Ying wasn't sure whether to tell him or not. About ten minutes later, Zhou Ying's urge to urinate grew stronger. She tiptoed into the bathroom, turned on the light, and quickly went to the toilet while carefully observing her surroundings. Above the toilet, she saw a pair of freshly washed flesh-colored pantyhose hanging. After relieving herself, Zhou Ying stood up and took down the pantyhose. The semen on the pantyhose was gone, replaced by a faint smell of laundry detergent. Zhou Ying examined the pantyhose closely; it was her own. When she saw the run on the right leg, she knew it was from a month ago when she accidentally caught it while helping a customer with their luggage. Because Zhou Ying's family wasn't well-off, a pair of pantyhose cost over ten yuan. She usually wore short pantyhose, only wearing long ones to work, and these were brand new pantyhose that she had only recently worn, which had bothered her for a while. Now, Zhou Ying understood everything: Yu Long had taken her old pantyhose to masturbate, and the new pantyhose she wore were all bought for her by Yu Long. Zhou Ying put the stockings back where they belonged. Back in her room, she couldn't sleep. She racked her brains trying to figure out how to tell her husband. He would be back in a few days, and she was torn between telling him and not telling him. In the following days, Zhou Ying deliberately avoided Yu Long, afraid of an awkward encounter. Her husband returned home as scheduled, and as always, they made love. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and besides, they were at that age where desire was at its peak. Since her husband's return, Yu Long seemed to be deliberately avoiding her. Zhou Ying saw Yu Long talking with Old Liu in the bicycle shed. Zhou Ying hesitated again. Later, she decided not to tell her husband yet; she wanted to talk to Yu Long first. That day, her husband went to the factory. Zhou Ying worked the afternoon shift. She took her child to kindergarten early in the morning, bought breakfast, and returned home. Hearing the door open, she rushed out to greet him. Just as Yulong was about to leave, Zhou Ying quickly stopped him. Yulong, head bowed, followed her into the house. Zhou Ying, assuming she would be able to speak fluently as she was a few years older and his cousin-in-law, was completely flustered when this tall young man stood before her. Yulong, too, blushed slightly and remained silent. Zhou Ying composed herself and brought up the matter of introducing Yulong to someone. "I don't date," Yulong said firmly. "Why?" Yulong remained silent. "Why exactly?" Zhou Ying pressed, as if cornered. "I only love my sister-in-law, I don't love anyone else," Yulong declared. Zhou Ying could hardly believe her ears. She stood there, stunned and at a loss. Yulong's honest words seemed to ease her considerably. He grabbed Zhou Ying's hand and pulled her into his room. Zhou Ying didn't know how she ended up in Yu Long's room. The small room was neatly arranged, with clean tables, chairs, and bed. A clothesline ran through the room, with towels and Yu Long's clothes hanging on it. A clean white handkerchief caught Zhou Ying's attention. Yu Long took it down and handed it to Zhou Ying. "Sister-in-law, do you still recognize this?" Zhou Ying took it and saw it was her own handkerchief. "Sister-in-law, last year, when winter was approaching, I carried coal for your family, and you gave it to me." Zhou Ying suddenly remembered. Last year, as it was getting cold, everyone was stocking up on honeycomb briquettes. Zhou Ying had ordered two hundred briquettes from the coal shop, but they only delivered them to the ground floor, not upstairs. Zhou Ying lived on the third floor, and her husband wasn't home, which made her very anxious. Just then, Yu Long came home from get off work. Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves and helped Zhou Ying carry all the honeycomb briquettes upstairs. Yulong was soaked to the bone, and his clean little face was covered in sweat. Zhou Ying took out her handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Yulong's face. “From then on, I washed it very clean. Every time I see it, I think of my sister-in-law, and also…” Yu Long said, lifting the pillow and pulling back the covers. Zhou Ying saw that all under the covers were her own stockings. “One night, I came home from my shift and didn’t turn on the hallway light because I was afraid of waking you. I didn’t want your washed stockings to cling to my face. The faint fragrance of your stockings deeply moved me. I took them back to my room without thinking. I held them to my nose and lips, smelling and kissing them wildly, savoring your scent. Later, whenever I had the chance, I would steal your stockings and replace them with the ones I bought for you. Every time I got your stockings, I would touch them intimately, imagining that I would touch them intimately with you.” As he spoke, Yu Long knelt down in front of Zhou Ying. He hugged Zhou Ying’s legs with both hands, buried his head between her legs like a child, and closed his eyes to feel the warmth of maternal love. Zhou Ying stood there stunned, her feminine tenderness slowly awakening within her. She gently stroked Yu Long's head, a subtle gesture that seemed to give him a signal. He abruptly stood up, grabbed Zhou Ying, and pinned her to the bed. Yu Long kissed her cheeks and neck passionately. "No, Yu Long, let me go!" Zhou Ying cried, trying to push Yu Long away. Just then, her husband's singing echoed from the stairwell, followed by the sound of keys unlocking the building door. Yu Long quickly covered Zhou Ying's mouth with his hand. Zhou Ying grabbed his hands, trying to push him away, but she was no match for his strength. Yu Long used his other hand to firmly grasp both of hers, rubbing his already erect penis against her body through his pants. Zhou Ying bit Yu Long's hand hard, drawing blood, but Yu Long remained firmly in place, his mouth still covered, unmoving. Just then, Zhou Ying's husband opened the door and, seeing she wasn't home, muttered to himself, "Where did she go? You go ahead, I'm going fishing." He picked up his fishing rod and left. A while later, Yu Long released her, and with a "slap," he received a sharp blow to the face. Yu Long didn't make a sound; he silently stood up and opened the door. Zhou Ying quickly got out of bed and walked towards the door. As she passed Yu Long, she saw blood still dripping from his hand, and her heart softened. "My darling," she whispered, taking Yu Long's hand and bandaging his wound with the handkerchief. As soon as she finished bandaging, Yu Long pulled Zhou Ying into a tight embrace again, this time kissing her directly on the lips. Zhou Ying didn't resist; she responded to Yu Long's kiss. Yu Long impatiently tore off his own clothes and then started to undress Zhou Ying. Zhou Ying lay motionless on the bed, letting Yu Long remove her clothes. Although her breasts, which had been wet with milk, had turned a purplish hue, they were still erect. Yu Long, like a big child, buried his face in Zhou Ying's arms, sucking on her nipples. His thick penis became erect again, rubbing and thrusting against Zhou Ying's body. Zhou Ying reached out and grabbed Yu Long's penis; it was wet, sticky, and hard. Zhou Ying smiled slightly; he had probably ejaculated while rubbing against her earlier. Zhou Ying grasped Yu Long's penis and gently stroked it, revealing his glans. She guided Yu Long's hard penis towards her vagina, and with a "plop," Yu Long's penis entered Zhou Ying's body, followed by a "squelch, squelch" sound. Yu Long was young and full of energy. His thick, long penis pierced deep into Zhou Ying's honeypot with each thrust, reaching her very core, driving her to ecstasy and ecstasy. After a couple of times, Yu Long became more experienced. He always made Zhou Ying wear stockings before they played, which fueled his enthusiasm. Each time, they could play for about twenty minutes. To further stimulate Yu Long, Zhou Ying would let out moans with each thrust.

After a few encounters, Zhou Ying laid down some rules for Yu Long: he couldn't do whatever he wanted; he had to follow her arrangements. If Zhou Ying hung out stockings to dry in the apartment, it meant they could have sex that day; if she didn't, it was off. The stockings became their secret code for lovemaking. And surprisingly, Yu Long listened to Zhou Ying. He resolutely obeyed her arrangements. Once, when Zhou Ying's husband was home, she didn't hang out stockings for about ten days. Yu Long waited patiently, and once the alarm was lifted, he made love to Zhou Ying three or four times, as if making up for all the previous encounters. Even when Zhou Ying's husband wasn't home, Yu Long strictly adhered to their agreement, which put Zhou Ying at ease. Yu Long was a strong young man in his twenties; if he got angry, he could be difficult to control. Fortunately, everything was under her control. Zhou Ying was very confident in herself; this charming young woman had this tall, strong young man completely under her thumb. However, she sometimes indulged Yu Long. For example, Yulong always insisted that she wear stockings during sex, and she would put them on her legs in front of him. Occasionally, she would make a few provocative gestures, which would excite Yulong, who would then pounce on her and rape her vigorously. Zhou Ying would also moan softly and affectedly beneath Yulong. However, in the last two times, Yulong seemed to be obsessed with bondage sex. The first time, Zhou Ying was lying on the edge of the bed, and Yulong was behind her, having sex with her in a rear-entry position. As he played around, Yulong grabbed Zhou Ying's hands and twisted them behind her back, binding them with her stockings. Then he raped her violently. With her hands bound behind her back, Zhou Ying had no support and could only lie on the bed as Yulong played with her. The second time, Yu Long immediately took out a rope and tied Zhou Ying up without saying a word. Zhou Ying didn't think much of it and let Yu Long tie her up. She felt that this was Yu Long's right as a young man. Zhou Ying found that Yu Long was raping and playing with her more intensely and for longer. With her hands tied behind her back, Zhou Ying spread her legs to allow Yu Long to penetrate her more deeply. Sure enough, Yu Long held her stockinged legs with both hands and thrust into her body hard again and again. Each thrust went straight to her core. While Zhou Ying was enjoying the beauty, she was also suffering. Her hands tied behind her back were sore and painful. The third time Yu Long bound her, Zhou Ying asked if he could untie her, but Yu Long, without a word, bound her tightly again and stuffed her own stockings into her mouth. Then he raped her violently. Helpless, Zhou Ying could only twist her bound body to accommodate Yu Long's violation of her. Yu Long, in high spirits, thrust his penis in and out forcefully, violating Zhou Ying's bound hands. Sometimes he would lift Zhou Ying's stockinged legs and play with her from the front, and sometimes he would turn Zhou Ying's body over and rape her on her buttocks. He played with Zhou Ying's body again and again until he ejaculated three or four times on Zhou Ying's stockinged legs before he untied her. Zhou Ying both loved and hated Yu Long. She loved the immense physical satisfaction he gave her, but hated his lack of tenderness. After each time he bound and raped her, Zhou Ying's arms ached, and the rope marks on her arms took several days to fade. Zhou Ying was angry and ignored Yu Long for several days. Even when her husband and children weren't home, she wouldn't hang out her stockings to dry. However, after seven or eight days, her physical desires returned, and she had no choice but to hang out the stockings, and the scene of being bound and raped resumed. While Zhou Ying was being bound by Yu Long, she discovered that he had learned from somewhere that he used different techniques each time he bound her. Now, Yu Long not only tightly bound her hands but also her breasts, making her pert breasts stand out even more. Moreover, Yu Long was becoming more and more experienced, adding teasing to the binding process. For example, he would play with her bound breasts, rub his penis against her stockinged legs, or directly put on her stockings and rub her breasts while rubbing her buttocks. In short, from foreplay to passion to ejaculation, Yu Long could play for about thirty minutes each time. And each time he bound and raped her, he would ejaculate on her more than three times. That is to say, each session of pleasure lasted about an hour or so, which gave Zhou Ying great satisfaction, both physically and mentally. This was also the reason why she couldn't live without Yu Long. As for being bound and raped, let him tie her up and play with her. After several, even dozens of times, Zhou Ying had completely adapted. Now, before each session, she would voluntarily tie her hands behind her back and stand in front of Yu Long, waiting for him to tie her up tightly. The more Yu Long tied her breasts, the more she would thrust them upwards, deliberately teasing him. After Yu Long had tied her up, she would twist her bound body and look at herself in the mirror. To cater to Yu Long's bondage and rape, to make Yu Long have more fun, and to gain greater satisfaction for herself, Zhou Ying's vagina produced a large amount of vaginal fluid, making Yu Long's thick penis more slippery. With such good lubricant, the frequency of Yu Long's large penis thrusting in and out was indeed much faster, and each time it penetrated deeply into Zhou Ying's body, giving her great satisfaction. From initial low moans to later pleasurable cries, and then with her mouth stuffed with her own stockings, Zhou Ying reached the peak of excitement with each of Yu Long's acts of rape. She moaned and groaned through her stocking-covered mouth, constantly writhing her bound body in response to Yu Long's violation. When Yu Long ejaculated on her stockinged legs, Zhou Ying also climaxed with excitement. Yu Long was quite satisfied with Zhou Ying. Because Yu Long's penis was thick and long, they could now try some of the things they couldn't do with their husbands. After more than twenty trysts, Zhou Ying and Yu Long's coordination became increasingly seamless. For example, after Yu Long had done it two or three times, Zhou Ying would have Yu Long sit on a chair or lie on the bed, while she straddled him with her hands tied behind her back, making piston-like movements up and down. When Zhou Ying got tired of playing, Yu Long would hold her, bound and gagged, and lie down on the bed together, lying on his side. He would then lift one of Zhou Ying's stockinged legs and rape her from behind. Zhou Ying had even bought long stockings with garters specifically for Yu Long, mainly to make it easier for him to ejaculate. After each orgasm, Yu Long would ejaculate on Zhou Ying's stockinged legs or feet. If Zhou Ying was wearing pantyhose, Yu Long would sometimes tear the stockings and ejaculate inside them. When they were wearing long stockings, he could ejaculate directly into the stockings afterward, reducing the damage to the stockings. Zhou Ying also prepared several pairs of short stockings. Sometimes, after they had played, she had to go to work or pick up her child from kindergarten, so she wouldn't let Yu Long ejaculate inside her stockings, but instead let him ejaculate while wearing her short stockings.

Zhou Ying's feelings for Yu Long were complex. To her, Yu Long wasn't like a lover, but rather like a younger brother or child. Zhou Ying's affection for Yu Long wasn't just sexual; what she loved most about him was his exceptional obedience. Since Zhou Ying set the rules, Yu Long had never broken them. It's rare for a strong young man to refrain from bothering her for days or even weeks at a time, even if he masturbated with her stockings—that was quite remarkable. Zhou Ying's biggest fear was that after they became a couple, Yu Long would relentlessly harass her until things spiraled out of control. However, Yu Long kept his promise and followed Zhou Ying's instructions. She knew that one wrong step could have unimaginable consequences. This made Zhou Ying love Yulong even more. She began to take care of him in her daily life. Whenever she cooked a delicious meal, she would save some for Yulong. She would also "casually" wash his dirty clothes. Yulong liked to tie her up and rape her, so she would willingly let him tie her up tightly before letting him have his way with her. Of course, Zhou Ying herself would also enjoy her own pleasure while being tied up and raped. These past few days, Yulong had made an iron frame from the factory, complete with wheels, that could be pushed over his bed. When asked what it was for, he only said it was to hang a mosquito net. That day, Zhou Ying was working the night shift. She got up early to drop off her child and hung out her stockings to dry. Her husband would be back in about ten days, and she wanted to seize the time to enjoy herself and soothe his loneliness when he returned. As soon as Yulong got up and came out, he saw Zhou Ying's stockings. Without saying a word, he picked them up and went into the bathroom. He put the stockings on his penis and masturbated until it was fully erect. Then he put his erect penis, still covered by the stockings, into his underwear, got dressed, and washed up. Yulong then went to work wearing Zhou Ying's stockings. When Zhou Ying finished tidying up her room and came out, she noticed her stockings were missing. She smiled slightly. This was their secret code: if her stockings were missing in the morning, it meant Yulong would be back by noon, and they could start their "fight" after noon. If they were missing in the afternoon, it meant they would start in the evening. Since Yulong had taken the stockings, she needed to prepare properly. Zhou Ying first changed into sexy lingerie, then took out the stockings she had played with last time. She had washed these stockings herself. Ever since she learned that Yu Long liked to masturbate with her stockings and ejaculate inside them, Zhou Ying had always personally washed the stockings they had played with. Every time Yu Long tied her up and raped her, he ejaculated a lot of sticky semen. She was afraid that Yu Long wouldn't wash it clean and would get a sexually transmitted disease, so Zhou Ying took the initiative to do this 'physical work'. Zhou Ying carefully adjusted the stockings, stretching her flesh-colored short stockings to just cover Yu Long's erect penis. The elastic cuffs encased his penis at the base, tightly wrapping around his testicles. This was why Yu Long loved to masturbate with her flesh-colored stockings. As Zhou Ying fiddled with the stockings, she noticed two pairs of flesh-colored pantyhose with torn holes. She gave a bitter laugh, thinking, "That little rascal." These were the holes left by Yu Long when he ejaculated on her stockinged legs after tying her up and raping her. Zhou Ying took out a needle and thread and mended the holes in the two pairs of stockings. After sewing it up, she held it up against her own leg. Fortunately, the hand-sewn marks were only on her upper thigh and were hidden by her work clothes. Zhou Ying then picked up a pair of flesh-colored velvet stockings with lace trim. These were specially prepared for Yu Long. After having sex with stockings many times, Zhou Ying could tell that Yu Long had a special fondness for her flesh-colored stockings. When Zhou Ying put on these lace stockings, Yu Long was also very excited. He immediately tied up and raped Zhou Ying four times. The last time, he even ejaculated inside the stockings. Zhou Ying stroked the stockings, feeling a surge of excitement. She slipped one stocking onto her legs, gently caressing it; the unique feel of the velvet was incredibly soothing. A bold idea suddenly popped into her head. Zhou Ying slowly tucked the other stocking into her vagina, the velvet rubbing against the inner walls, a stimulating sensation. Just then, the apartment door opened, and familiar footsteps sounded. 'That rascal's back!' Before Zhou Ying could even remove the stocking from her vagina, Yu Long strode in. Without a word, Yu Long scooped Zhou Ying up and carried her towards his room. 'Put me down!' Yu Long ignored her. 'Little rascal, you haven't gotten the stockings yet.' Hearing this, Yu Long carried her back, grabbed the stockings from the bed, and went back to his room. Yu Long placed Zhou Ying on the bed, and Zhou Ying obediently knelt beside it, her hands tied behind her back as she waited for Yu Long to bind her. Yu Long took a cotton rope from the bedside table. He first tightly bound Zhou Ying's hands behind her back, then wrapped the rope around her arms and bound her chest. He tied two ropes above and below each of her breasts, then passed the rope through her shoulders, crossing and binding her breasts. Finally, he tied the remaining rope around her bound hands. Zhou Ying remained motionless as Yu Long bound her. After he finished binding her, Zhou Ying lay face down on the bed, waiting for Yu Long to rape her. But Yu Long didn't rape her as usual. Instead, he tied ropes to the iron frame he had made. Zhou Ying was puzzled. She turned over to see what Yu Long was going to do. Yu Long tied four more ropes to the iron frame. He helped Zhou Ying up and tied the ropes from the iron frame to her body. Two ropes were tied under her armpits, and the other two ropes hoisted her legs from both sides. Yu Long had tied Zhou Ying up to a height just above the bed. Only then did Zhou Ying realize that the iron frame Yu Long had made was for suspending her. She kept calling for Yu Long to put her down, but he ignored her and stuffed her pantyhose into her mouth. After suspending Zhou Ying, Yu Long noticed that she was only wearing one stocking. He took the stocking out of Zhou Ying's mouth and asked her where the other stocking was. Zhou Ying turned her head away and deliberately didn't answer. Yu Long didn't ask any more questions. He took the stocking out of her mouth... He stuffed the stocking back into Zhou Ying's mouth, ready to rape her, when he realized he'd only been focused on tying her up and hadn't removed her underwear. If he untied her and took off her underwear, Zhou Ying might not let him tie her up anymore. So Yu Long took out scissors and cut open Zhou Ying's underwear. This cut revealed a corner of the stocking through her vagina. Yu Long smiled knowingly. Zhou Ying, bound and blushing, made "woo, woo" sounds through her mouth stuffed with the stocking. Yu Long slowly pulled the stocking out of Zhou Ying's body. The rough surface of the stocking rubbed against the inner walls of her vagina, stimulating Zhou Ying greatly. The velvet stocking was covered in Zhou Ying's vaginal fluid and discharge. Yu Long, as if he'd found a treasure, stuffed the entire stocking into his mouth to show his love for every part of Zhou Ying's body. With her hands tied behind her back and the stocking stuffed in her mouth, Zhou Ying, watching Yu Long's actions, couldn't help but feel aroused as well. Yu Long took the stocking out of his mouth and gave Zhou Ying a gag. The two kissed. While kissing Zhou Ying, Yu Long rubbed his penis against her other stockinged foot. Soon it became fully erect. Yu Long lay on the bed, his thick, long penis inserted into the bound Zhou Ying. Yu Long grabbed Zhou Ying's legs and thrust his thick penis upwards forcefully. Zhou Ying, bound, swayed back and forth like a swing as Yu Long violated her. Due to the intense stimulation, Zhou Ying quickly orgasmed, her vaginal fluid flowing down Yu Long's penis. Yu Long ignored this and continued to violate Zhou Ying. After a few dozen more thrusts, Yu Long also climaxed. He got up and rubbed Zhou Ying's stockinged foot against his, ejaculating on her stockinged foot while kissing her.

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