SM love in girls' dormitory

After her long evening lecture, Qing returned to her dormitory. Lan and Yu hadn't come back yet. She brushed her teeth, filled a basin with water, and rubbed her feet together, still savoring the pleasure of Liang kneeling to take off her shoes and socks and licking her feet. "It would feel even better if he knelt to wash my feet," she thought. "I'll make him do it tomorrow, and even make him drink the foot bath water." She remembered some books where women scolded men by saying, "Let you drink my foot bath water," but they never described how they drank it or what the woman felt. "This time, I'm going to experience it for myself," she thought. "I'm not that young, I'll experience it!" She got up, poured out the foot bath water, lay down on the bed, and opened her diary to write down the day's events.

The next evening after dinner, Yu and Lan went out again. Qing lay on the bed reading a magazine, waiting for Liang to arrive.

Liang arrived on time. He knocked, heard a knock, and pushed the door open. Lan didn't look at him or invite him to sit.
Liang took a step forward, bent down, and asked Qing, "Are your feet still swollen?" Qing snorted and turned back to reading her magazine. Liang said softly, "I'll buy some swelling medicine and put it on you." He sat halfway on the edge of the bed, lifting a corner of the blanket covering Qing's feet, intending to gently lift one of her feet to apply the medicine.

Qing turned her head and said, "Who told you to sit on the bed?" Liang got up, knelt down, and still wanted to reach out to apply the medicine. Qing said, "I haven't washed my feet yet. Do you want my dirty foot sweat to mix with the medicine and hurt me?" "No, then I'll wash your feet for you." Qing had been thinking of some reason to get him to wash her feet, but unexpectedly, Liang bought medicine to apply to her feet, which suited her perfectly. It seemed that even heaven was helping her. She got up, lifted the blanket, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Seeing Qing sit up, Liang knew she didn't object, so he quickly picked up a basin from under Qing's bed and went to fetch water.

Holding the basin, Liang placed it at Qing's feet, intending to lift her feet. Qing said, "Are you trying to kill me with cold water?"

"Well," Liang said, "swollen feet need to be washed with cold water."

"Nonsense," Qing cursed, "It's been a whole night, why would I need cold water?" "Do you want to drink ice water to sober up?" "If you want

some, I'll let you drink it." Liang, unaware of Qing's words, hurriedly said, "I'll add some hot water." He got up, grabbed the thermos, poured some hot water, and even touched the basin to check if the water was too hot.

Qing said, "Test it with your tongue." Liang said, "Yes," and knelt down on one knee, licking the water with his tongue, saying, "It's not hot."
Qing glanced at him, then picked up her magazine to read again. Liang put the thermos back, turned around, knelt down, lifted one of Qing's feet, took off her stockings, and placed her foot in the basin.
He then took off her other stocking and gently placed her foot in the basin. Qing's feet didn't move. Liang knelt and washed one of Qing's feet first. Liang lowered his head and gently washed and touched her foot. Qing's feet were indeed beautiful, her toes arranged in a neat, orderly fashion, white with a rosy tint. Just like her fair and tender face.
He hadn't seen clearly last night because it was dark. As Liang washed his feet, he realized that Qing's personality wasn't what he had imagined. Yet, he missed her terribly and unconsciously obeyed her, finding everything she said agreeable. His mind wandered, slowing his foot-washing pace.

Qing kicked his hand and said, "What are you thinking about? Are you painting? Why are you washing so slowly?" "No, I was thinking your feet are as beautiful as you are."

"Nonsense, aren't my feet part of my body?" "Sorry, that wasn't a good analogy."

Qing said, "Can beautiful feet be eaten? Didn't you find my toes smelly last night?" Liang replied, "No, they didn't." Qing scoffed, "Idiot." Liang said, "

Yes, they do smell, they smell good. " "Smell good?

Then lower your head and drink the foot-washing water, see what it tastes like." Qing stepped on Liang's head, pressing it into the basin.

Liang knelt, lowered his head, and drank several mouthfuls. Qing's foot remained on his head.

Liang drank a few more mouthfuls before Qing finally lowered her foot and asked, "What does the foot-washing water taste like?" Liang said, "Sweet.

From now on, when you come to my place, you can drink my foot bath water, nothing else.

" "Yes."

Qing said, "Lick your feet clean.

" "Yes," Liang licked Qing's feet clean and gently lifted them onto the bed.

Qing put a magazine on the bedside table and said, "Did you sleep last night?" "No, I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about you and dreaming about you." Qing said, "What kind of dream did you have?" "I dreamed about you, but I dare not say." "

Tell me. " "I dreamed about kissing you." "Where did you kiss me? " "Kissing you...kissing your lips." "It was a good dream." " I dreamed you disagreed, and you slapped me. " Qing smiled and said, "Did it hurt?" Liang replied, "I woke up immediately." Seeing Qing's slight smile, Liang said, "I'll pour out the water and put some medicine on you." Qing's face darkened and she said, "I just gave you a nice look, and you've already lost your mind. Didn't I say you could only drink my foot bath water here? You poured it out because you want to drink my urine? You're really brainless. Can't you understand what I'm saying? If you can't understand, then get out." Liang hurriedly put down the basin, knelt down, and said, "Qing, no. I... " Qing said, "What? Quickly apply the medicine." Qing knew a little about medicine; she knew that medicines for reducing swelling had the effect of relieving fatigue and promoting blood circulation. Just then, at noon, when Lan was joking about what happened last night, she pushed her, and Liang, wearing mid-heeled slippers, lost her balance and twisted her ankle, which was slightly sore. Liang pushed the basin aside and quickly applied the medicine to Qing's foot. Qing put her hands on her head and asked, "Why didn't you dream about making love with me?" Liang replied, "I didn't dare." Qing asked again, "Then do you dare?" Liang said, " I dare, as long as you agree." Qing said, "Then close the curtains and take off all your clothes." Liang was a little startled, but still closed the curtains, turned her back to Qing, and began to undress. She only heard Qing say, "Turn around and take off your clothes." Liang had no choice but to turn around and face her, undressing naked. Qing leaned against the headboard, looking at Liang. Although Liang was a bit thin, she wasn't weak; her back wasn't hunched, her chest muscles were firm, and her abdominal muscles were prominent. It was clear she had trained regularly. Only her lower body was limp. This was the first time Qing had seen a man naked; her breasts trembled, her heart pounded. Qing stood up, her tone stern, and said, "Kneel down and look at me." "Yes," Liang quickly knelt. Qing first took off her upper body, placing her bra on Liang's face, making him hold it in his mouth. Liang's eyes lit up. Qing's breasts were so white, so full, so firm; the nipples on her full, firm breasts seemed about to drip milk. Liang's lower body stirred. Qing then took off her underwear, removed the bra from Liang's mouth, threw it on the desk, and made Liang hold the underwear in his mouth again. Liang stared at Qing's lower body; a thick patch of dark pubic hair appeared in his eyes, and he felt a little dizzy. Qing was so beautiful; her breasts, her pubic hair, were as beautiful, as alluring as her face and her feet. "I'm not just making friends with her; she's my emperor." The inner adoration was completely etched into his mind. Qing turned and climbed onto the bed, saying, "Climb up here with the underwear in your mouth." Liang climbed onto the bed with the underwear in his mouth. Qing rolled over and pressed herself against him; she didn't want him on top, she wanted to be on top of him forever. That was everything. Liang ejaculated, and Qing climbed off him, leaning against the other side of the bed. Liang saw a pool of blood flowing from Qing's genitals. Qing was a virgin; she had given him her virginity. Liang rolled over, crawled, and knelt on the floor, taking Qing's underwear from his mouth, saying, "Qing, you gave me your virginity, so I'll be with you for life, even if it means being your slave. I'd rather die by your side." Qing smiled and said, "Get on the bed, lick and swallow my virgin blood, keep it in your heart forever." Yes, Liang hurriedly climbed back onto the bed, putting his head towards her genitals, licking and sucking every last drop… The sound of cheerful voices came from the corridor outside the dormitory; some students were returning from evening self-study. Qing told Liang to go downstairs and put on his clothes. She turned and leaned against the other headboard. Liang dressed, then knelt on the ground with Qing's underwear in his mouth. Qing said, "Dress me." Liang first put on Qing's shirt, then took Qing's underwear from his mouth and put it on her. Qing sat up, and Liang then knelt down to put on her long underwear. Liang saw the bra on the desk and said to Qing, "I forgot to put it on for you." Qing didn't answer but said, "Are you thirsty? Drink some water."

Liang crawled down and drank several large gulps from the basin Qing had used to wash her feet. At that moment, Yu and Lan returned and saw Liang kneeling and drinking the water. Lan asked, "Sister Qing, what are you making him drink?" Qing didn't answer, but kicked Liang and said, "Get out."
Liang got up, nodded to Yu and Lan

, and left. From that day on, Qing and Liang met three times a week, always at Qing's behest, as she forbade Liang from contacting her first. Each meeting took place in an ordinary guesthouse outside the school. It was common for Liang to kneel and take off Qing's shoes and socks, lick her feet, drink her foot-washing water, and lick her genitals. Later, it escalated to Qing hitting and threatening Liang with her high heels. However, after having sex with Liang once in the dormitory, Qing never had sex with him again. Liang, on the other hand, enjoyed Qing's sadism even more; he would tremble if he didn't see Qing for two days. A year later, Qing graduated and entered the workforce, and stopped contacting Liang.

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