The diary was hung on the rope hanging from the ceiling, just one foot above Yili's head. The height was just about to be on tiptoe, raise your head and raise your chest, and hand your hands higher than your head before you can write.
Because she has to write from the bottom to the top, if she uses an atomic pen, there will be problems that ink cannot flow out, so she must write in a pencil, and hold the hanging diary with her right hand and write with her left hand.
Understand the master's design, she just recalled the feeling of wearing shackles, and the feeling of disgusting had already rushed to her forehead.
Forced to raise your head and chest up just to make it impossible for you to vomit it out at will.
Vomiting will rush into the mouth, but it will be swallowed quickly again.
She was of course naked.
Strictly speaking, she was equipped with a very small fabric, with three silk bows hanging on Yili's nipples and clitoris, all of which were fixed with crocodile pliers and flesh.
How gentle the bow dances in the wind, how rough the fixing method is.
The days are closer to winter, and the weather is constantly changing between autumn and winter.
Sheng Ping has not been willing to give Yili some cold clothes, and the bath water is still cold. Just see when Yili will beg Sheng Ping to allow her to wear clothes and take a bath with hot water. Sheng Ping thinks this way.
The girl arched her beautiful curves, and her peaks seemed to be getting bigger again.
The development speed during adolescence can sometimes be scary.
Since last night, her gang rape record has added a new thing that must be recited: the number of urine he drank was 6 times according to reason.
The painful memories are easily blurred together. According to reason, they only remember that the penis is inserted into her mouth one after another, and then her consciousness is surrounded by the painful suffocation.
After reading the diary, Sheng Ping said that she did not write carefully enough, and according to reason, she still did not allow her legs to be put down on her tiptoe. Sheng Ping asked her to describe the feeling of drinking urine more carefully.
She wrote that when she was drinking urine, she felt the stimulation of a warm water flushing in her throat. She felt her throat was like a hole at the bottom of the toilet, the light yellow urine kept irrigating, and the suffocation felt like the toilet paper ball that tried to struggle to float when the toilet flushed. No matter how it crawled, it would finally be soaked in salt water and then washed into the abyss.
The smell of urine floated up from the hole and rushed into her nose. She wondered if her brain had been soaked in the unpleasant smell. Her thinking was whether it was already covered with Abun's urine, with primitive wood, with fatty urine...
Vomiting vomiting...
As the reason was written, the vomit floated to the throat again, and the vomit in the throat sent the smell of urine to the brain again, as if saying: Hello, everyone's urine is back in your stomach.
After saying that, he sank back into his warm stomach.
After reading the diary, Sheng Ping shook his head and said that he was not careful enough.
According to reason, we must recall the process of each of the six classmates urinating in her mouth.
Sheng Ping is very clear about Yili's physical characteristics. She can shed tears when she recalls crying, she will get estrus when she violates the memory, she will get whip and even have pain in the memory, and she may vomit. Therefore, Yili has to wear ballet high heels, straighten her whole body, write a diary upside down, and write in detail. Everyone can only experience it once, but Yili seems to have two...
three times…
Countless times.
Just like Nietzsche's eternal return, it will always be repeated.
Yili never thought that she could describe something so carefully, with six pages of paper. She actually remembered clearly which classmate grabbed her hair and pulled it into her lower body when she urinated until her urine flowed out of Yili's nose, and which one took the penis dripping with urine to her chest after urinating.
Finally, Sheng Ping finished reading the six-page diary and was satisfied.
Remember, you have to write a diary in this detail in the future. Do you understand?
Yili nodded.
I really want to try out the special training results of my classmates.Sheng Ping sat on the sofa and took off his pants, took out the black penis that was bigger than his classmates. It shone with a black light and looked at Yili's mouth.
As the reason, he wore high heels with a arch that made his feet arch completely vertical, lowered his head without bent his knees, slowly put his face in front of his penis, and stuck out his tongue to serve.
Will you vomit even if you have deep throats?
Yes, master, I won't vomit.
Sheng Ping grabbed her hair and fucked up and down.As the reason, rest your hands behind you, put them with your legs straight and patient.
Hahahahahahahaha... Sheng Ping burst into laughter, because Yili was so cute, she couldn't overcome the vomiting reaction at all. Yili just learned to press it back when the vomit rushed to his throat.
This is more interesting than eliminating vomiting reactions. Overcoming vomiting training did not reduce the pain of Yuyu, but increased it. When using the penis to thrust on Miaoman's face, you can appreciate the action of swallowing the vomiting back with your desperate force. Occasionally you can see vomit running to your nostrils, all in order not to dirty the boy's penis. In order to give the best experience to serve the person, Sheng Ping thought that the classmate who designed this oral sex training was really a genius.
The sadness is like the cold black ink constantly overflowing from the wellhead, which continues to spread and swallow up the entire river village.
However, as he agreed, he became excited, and as sad as he agreed in his diary, he became a sad slave who would be excited even if he suffered the most uncomfortable things.
Are you really fine?Speak and ask.
I couldn't believe it, and I was afraid that I would have misunderstood it, but Shouyan seemed to be worried about me.
It's OK, I've really overcome oral sex, um...
Shouyan was following the truth suspiciously. She obviously had a nauseating reaction, but she didn't really vomit.
I didn't plan to go that far.Stop the word.
They are walking on the road to school, and today is another day when they need to be sympathetic and want to keep their words.
He did not make any noise according to reason.
In the end, everyone urinated... it was not my idea, it was Abang's idea.Shouyan clarified.
Yili smiled and said: Yili... I am not hating you, is it important whose idea?
certainly!Shouyan suddenly became persistent.
He dripped: That guy Abun often changes my things, but after he gets it.
Yili heard gossip between male classmates for the first time. She never knew what the relationship between this group of people was like. The boys seemed to exist for gang rape. They were very united and sociable, just like models of school activities and clubs. Yili never imagined that they would have disputes with each other.
What's your stuff?
The training design is a lot of things I said but I didn’t listen to.Shouyan's tone was like a group research discussing the Chinese History Department, and he was not like talking about the person in front of him.
Yili asked curiously: Are you quarreling?
Shouyan asked: Why don’t you ask you, what do you think of Abun?
I suddenly asked this, and I don’t know what I think, so I answered according to reason.
Then she thought about it and said, maybe she is a very powerful, very leadership-oriented, and very awesome guy?
Leadership?Ha... Shouyan sneered.
Keep silent according to reason.
Shouyan said: Don’t you think he only knows how to use violence?
Looking back on it, his impression of Akan was that he was a strong little bully who always waved her belly with a bamboo stick. As long as he didn't like him, he would push Yili to the wall and to the floor, and then grabbed her ponytail and pulled her up from the floor and hit her belly.
Um.Answered reasonably.
He will only scare you.
Then...what is the master of Shouyan?
They walked along the way silently as the wind sounded.
After another bus passed, I couldn't stand the silence and tried to change the topic.
If you have a question, can you ask the master of Shouyan?
Shouyan looked at her sideways: Say it.
Why do we keep our words together when we do it... when we follow the rules?
Yili asked a question that he had been asking for a long time.
Shouyan turned from squinting eyes to looking ahead, his pace was steady and he had never changed.
If you ask an offensive question, I'm sorry!Didn't ask according to reason.
Um.He kept saying nothing.
Yuli lowered his head again, feeling that he really shouldn't have asked what would ruin the relationship.
Shouyan passed by the roadside vendor and took out his wallet and bought a skewer sale.
Yili took off his left foot's shoes when he was buying snacks, and then brought out the letter paper pressed into stones inside.
What I thought about this week.
Oh...thank you.Shouyan took it and read it carefully while eating the spicy snacks after school.
This time, I wrote the most unbearable and most easily accepted one according to the logic... I hope the master of keeping the words will be useful.
Shouyan nodded.
Then... Master Shouyan shouldn't let Abang know about this feeling?Ask tentatively according to reason.
Shuyan raised his head.
Yili whispered: After watching it, Abun will only keep doing the most uncomfortable projects for Yili...
The most uncomfortable thing is that after drinking the boy's urine, she accidentally vomited out and then swallowed the vomited urine again. She never wanted to do it again.
Shouyan nodded: That's what he is.
Without agreeing or refusing, the two of them continued to sit back on the bench in the estate.
Taking advantage of Shouyan's reading of his letter, he did not miss the opportunity to take out his own book and review it.
Why do you work so hard?Shouyan knows that he will never miss the opportunity to review.
Just want to read...
Don't want to be a sex slave?
As a rule, my heart seemed to suddenly lose the center of gravity and leaned to the side, and finally stood firm.
If she lies, she will know the diary and will come out to punish her.
However, no matter how she convinced herself, she was masochist and wanted to be a good slave. Another voice in her heart had to admit that she was really miserable now. The voice wanted to tell Yili to run away quickly and tell Yili that she didn't like all this, but because the diary was guarding, the voice was trapped in the dark and dared not come out.
Yili didn't even dare to think about her refusal to be a sex slave, but the voice seemed to remind her somewhere that she seemed to have received some inspiration from the book. Gradually, she became very fond of reading, and reading felt detached from all this.
She put the textbook on the truth and said with a smile: No, I really just want to read
Shouyan asked in confusion: Do you want to enter university?
This thought was immersed in Yili's mind for a while before she replied: Think.
So don’t you want to be a sex slave all the time?.Shouyan asked again.
Yili was silent for a while, and finally said: Even if you are masochist, you can't stand it, right?This will always be like this...
He kept silent, and he didn't know how to respond.
As the truth: Every time I pass by the bus stop, I wonder if I want to go home, not my current home, but my parents.My father used to beat people when he came back, but my mother only cared about her brother and moved to the master according to reason... My uncle's place has been for three years. Have they ever greeted me?
Shouyan asked: Is it better to live in my uncle?
Yili looked at Shouyan and smiled, then turned his head and looked into the distance.
Um.
Shouyan asked: I remember you said that his access control was very strict.
Yili nodded and said: Well, because Yili is his slave.
Shouyan looked at Yili in surprise, with determination written on Yili's face. She decided to tell Shouyan this secret that she had never told anyone.
On that night three years ago, the thirteen-year-old self went out to her uncle's house to ring the doorbell at 11 o'clock in the evening. She was wearing a loose casual top covered with underwear, stained sneakers, and a heavy backpack.
Was he beaten by his dad again?
Yili nodded.
Sheng Ping sighed and looked at the long legs, with several obvious bruises on it.
Does your mom know you're here?
Yili whispered: She...don't care.
Why?
He stopped talking according to reason.
Sheng Ping said: Come in first.
Sheng Ping gave a loose white T-shirt as a change of clothes. The underwear at home is all manly and will not fit.
The thirteen-year-old Yili took a thin T-shirt to the bathroom, and she was not qualified to say anything under someone else's roof.
Fifteen minutes later, Yili's hair was wet and walked out of the bathroom. The water droplets on her body were not completely worn. The white water vapor was stuck on the curve of her body, and the hem was only covering the vagina.
The legs that were supposed to be snow-white and pink were clearly visible in different shapes.
Sheng Ping, sitting on the bed, stared at the colors, and then realized that he was staring at her thighs, his eyes frosted back and forth between the two.
Come on and show me your legs.
She is not an ignorant idiot, she knows very well what kind of taboo attractiveness her girl's body has.
He was naked and only wore a shirt, climbed onto Shengping's double bed.
Did your thighs get made by your dad?
Sheng Ping touched a trace of bruised on her thigh.
Um.
What's the reason?
The good father asked Yili to take out the trash. Yili didn't do it immediately while watching TV, so his father kicked him over.
What about here?Sheng Ping touched the upper edge of his thigh with his fingers, and there was a large piece of slightly red thing there.
Yili said: Dad said he wanted to drink hot tea, so Yuli rinsed it with hot water. Dad took a sip and said how to drink it too hot, and then he splashed the tea on Yili and said, "Is it hot?"It's so hot and I'm asking me to drink it.
Sheng Ping touched his palm and bounced up accordingly.
Pain... He shouted in a low voice.
Sheng Ping knew nothing without asking. His butt was full of purple-red marks, some were made of rattan, some were made of chicken feathers, some were made of clothes hangers, and some seemed to be cut.
What's the reason?Sheng Ping asked again.
Nothing happened.As a reason.
Yili was silent for a while and then added that Dad would spank at any time.
She seemed to want to cry, but she took it back immediately.
As the reason said: Dad is not allowed to wear pants according to the reason, because he has to give him a call at any time.
Why?
He shook his head in a reasonable way.
She didn't know why, but when she was called up, she didn't get out of the bed and spanked; she ate breakfast too slowly, and spanked; she looked at the TV while doing her homework, and spanked; she didn't have beer in the refrigerator, so she spanked; her classmates talked to her for more than three minutes, and spanked...
After that, it seemed that my father would spank her in the mood.
You took off your pants and beat me too slowly, right?You might as well stop wearing pants!
As a result, she always had her butt bare at home, and even had her supper barely stood and ate.
Her father asked her to add soup and rice. Once her father asked her to add soup and she was still chewing her mouth, her father would take something and squirt her on the butt.
The homework brought back from the school has to be signed for my father. For every point deducted, my father will hit her ass. If her test score is 84/120, she will hit her thirty-six rattans. Sometimes her father even forgot to count and started to fight casually.
My mother often quarrels with her father. When the quarrel is intense, she will inevitably pick up things and throw them around. The mirror is broken, the clock falls off the wall, and the glass is falling by more than a dozen times.
Every time my father rushed into the room and asked Yili to clean up the fragments. Before Yili could react, the rattan waved to Yili's bare butt.
Yili's mother usually watches her being spanked by her father for a long time before she says: You're very noisy, okay?
Sometimes her mother would cry wildly in the room, and walked into the house with concern as she reasonably, and her mother would always shout at her: Go out!It's nothing to you!Do you want to call your dad?
That's right, her mother ignored her, and her indifference made Yili wonder if she was her father's illegitimate daughter.But will my father treat his illegitimate daughter like this?
Sheng Ping touched his butt full of stories after his fingers, and his fingers walked to the front again.
That's right, the fourteen-year-old thighs spread out in front of Sheng Ping without any cover.
He looked shy, but his hands were not covered.
Sheng Ping found that the labia did not look like the pink and tender of fourteen years old, as if it was covered with purple and purple blood.
What's going on here?Sheng Ping stroked the place.
The body twists according to reason, which is a twist that contains two feelings.
She replied in a low voice: Once Yili went home late, and his father said Yili was fooling around outside, and he was a bitch. He pulled Yili's legs apart and waved it with a clothes hanger, but Yili didn't fool around.
Sheng Ping touched her vagina and looked at her reaction, it seemed to hurt.
Sheng Ping rubbed it gently and tentatively teased it with his fingers.
As a rule, he didn't resist at all. He touched the T-shirt with his other hand, lifted the T-shirt to his chest, and Sheng Ping grabbed her newly developed breasts.
What about here?
My brother likes to pinch Yili here...it hurts until Yili calls out.
Did your brother hit you too?
No... I just like to joke about Yili, I just kick Yili out of bed and lock Yili in the wardrobe... I also have a breast... my brother will play when he is bored.
Sheng Ping took a deep breath and needed some time to digest what happened in this family.
My brother has no malicious intentions. He just likes to make fun of people, unlike his father.Supplement according to reason.
(Your brother really has no malicious intentions to pinch such bruises on his chest.) Sheng Ping thought to himself.
Sheng Ping started rubbing unconsciously. Yuli was a little startled, but he didn't do anything, so he rubbed him obediently.
Sheng Ping rubbed her breasts with one hand and teased her clitoris with the other.
Yes, um.
Yili twisted his body for a while and soon received such caress. It seemed that no one had ever been so gentle to her body. She closed her eyes.
He actually fell asleep.
Sheng Ping stroked and gave up his further thoughts. He got out of bed and turned to look at the girl who had just entered puberty. Her fluffy coat turned to her breasts and was exposed to the air at all. She didn't mind such a posture and fell asleep.
Maybe she grew up in such a family, and her common sense is a little different from others, or maybe she has been used to being violated by her father or brother, and sleeping naked in front of her uncle is not a big deal.
Sheng Ping walked out of the kitchen and poured a glass of red wine. He would figure it out sooner or later.
A month after that night, Yili ran to Shengping's house from time to time to stay. Every night, Shengping's fingers on Yili's body became more and more bold, and even started buying sexy clothes for Yili to wear.
As for the reason, she knew very well what the conditions for staying at home were. She was very cooperative and lying on the bed in a translucent gauze skirt that could not cover three points. The white gauze skirt did not have any concealment effect. It simply added a hazy beauty to the nude body. With her white stockings, she seemed to be lying on the dining table waiting for the food to be enjoyed.
Sheng Ping lay down.
As a rule, she accepted the comfortable touch and felt the tenderness that could not be felt from the outside. She saw Sheng Ping take off her pants, and she closed her eyes, knowing that sooner or later this moment...
uncle?
Yili raised his head strangely. Sheng Ping did not enter her body as she expected, but picked up the rope and tied her ankles to the iron frame at the end of the bed.
As a rude question: What is this to do?
Sheng Ping said: I like this when I did it, don’t you know?
He raised his legs uneasyly and dragged the rope halfway to his feet.
Bang!!!
Sheng Ping suddenly slapped her.
As the truth cried, the figure of the man in front of him suddenly overlapped with his father.
As the reason struggled, she wanted to escape from her father's shadow, but her feet were tied to the bed and could not move.
Yili supported Sheng Ping's chin with both hands, which was the only beam and pillar that was still supporting when the roof collapsed.
And this young white and slippery beam was gently pressed by one hand and moved.
If you move again, I will send you back!Sheng Ping shouted.
Yili's eyes were wide open, his body was completely still, and he did not dare to say a word.
Put your hands behind your neck and don’t move, do you understand?
Nodded according to reason.
Bang!!!Sheng Ping slapped her in the face again.
She seemed to see her father, and her body suddenly became paralyzed, but she put her hands on her back.
Then Sheng Ping entered her body, which was a middle-aged man in his forties' thick penis inserted into a thirteen-year-old pussy that had just reached his first menstruation.
As expected, I just expected this moment, but I didn't expect that my legs would be tied to the foot of the bed, and my hands would be placed behind my neck, and I was violated while being slapped by my uncle.
Don't cry.
Yili held back his tears and looked at the man who slapped him in the face.
Sheng Ping was not angry, his tone was surprisingly calm, but it was very scary.
Be good, your dad and I are completely different.
Bang!Another slap.
Said: Yeli likes to be fucked while slapping.
Bang!!!
If you don’t say it, I’ll send you back to my father’s place.
Yili shook her head violently, and then her lips squeezed out the embarrassing voice.
By...In accordance with the truth...
Bang!
By reason... By reason...
Bang!
Yili... Yili likes to be fucked while slapping it in the face.She finally said it.
Let's continue, I didn't say whether to stop or not.
Yili... Yili likes to be fucked while slapping... Yili... Yili likes to be fucked while slapping... Yili... Yili likes to be fucked while slapping... Yili likes to be fucked while slapping...
The slap is not too fast or too slow, like the music when reciting scriptures according to the truth, and the thrusting speed gradually becomes faster.
Sheng Ping picked up the wooden clip for washing clothes and clamped it on his breasts covered by the gauze.
One…two…three…scrolled from the bottom of the Buden to the cherry above.
The pain gradually increased, and her breathing became stronger and stronger. Strangely, the feeling of fear gradually disappeared, but instead her body slowly melted into the pain, and she gradually became unable to think.
Her breasts had already been clamped with fifteen laundry pins, and she was patient with her eyes closed.
Ah…Ah…Um…Um!…
The clothespins swayed violently, and the pain and pleasure were intertwined. It was impossible to tell whether the body was disgusting or liked.
As a rule, Sheng Ping bounced the clothespin on her breasts with his fingers.
Ah!!!Yili didn't expect that this would hurt even more than the clothespin pins. She didn't know that the blocked blood suddenly flowed back to the numbing place. It turned out that it hurts so much.
Sheng Ping's thrusting did not stop. He asked Yili to keep climaxing, and then the clothespins flew away one by one...
Sheng Ping took out his penis and ejaculated on Yili's face.
As expected, I endured it and didn't cry.
After finishing, Sheng Ping went to the kitchen to get a glass of red wine. He went back to the room and said to Yili: Do you want to stay here? Let's make a decision.
Yili closed his eyes and nodded.
Sheng Ping did not relieve Yili, so he kept keeping her in a large-shaped posture and tied her to the bed, with her face covered with semen, Yili fell asleep like this.
In the morning, Yili found that she was waking up during thrusting. Sheng Ping used two more powerful rubber clothespins this time and directly clamped them on the most sensitive nipples. Then Sheng Ping used four wooden clothespins to clamp them on her labia majora and then thrust them. Sheng Ping added a fresh layer of dried semen on her face.
It was solved according to reason.
Do you want to stay or go back? Sheng Ping's tone seemed to be talking to a college friend who was staying in the university.
Stay behind.This is the conclusion of sitting up from the bed according to reason.
Sheng Ping nodded thoughtfully: You go brush your teeth first, I'll cook breakfast.
She sat up from the bed, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom.
uncle.Yili's head poked out from the bathroom.
What's wrong?Sheng Ping is preparing breakfast.
Then...can this... be erased?Still keep it?Yili pointed at the semen on his face, expressing mixed anxiety and innocence.
Sheng Ping was shocked, and he never thought that the girl would think that he would not wipe off the semen on his face, and he didn't even cry or feel disgusting. He simply regarded facial ejaculation as a normal thing that would happen just like this family.
Asking about whether the semen on his face can be erased or kept, it was like asking him if he wanted to add sugar to coffee.
Furthermore, the laundry pins that were sandwiched between the nipples and labia were not taken off.
Sheng Ping had more ideas about bullying her at this time. He wanted to see how well he teased her like this. After all, today is Saturday, and it was a long time. He replied: If you want to erase it, just wipe it, but if you erase it, you have to go back.
As expected, he was stunned for three seconds and replied obediently: OK.Turn around and go to the bathroom to brush your teeth.
I sat at the dining table for breakfast, but it still wiped away the translucent white liquid on my face without any cloth.
Sheng Ping also deliberately did not mention the clothespins that were most sensitive to her body, and to see when she could endure it. It was not until nearly thirty minutes after breakfast that Sheng Ping couldn't help saying: The clothespins should not be held for too long, and the blood would not be able to circulate.
Yili said in a daze: Do you want to...take it?
Sheng Ping nodded and approved.
As he was aware, he took off the clip himself. From her low voice, he could tell that the feeling of blood flowing back was quite painful.
So how long does it take to rest before you can get it on?Ask casually according to reason.
What?Sheng Ping couldn't react for a moment.
It turned out that according to reason, Sheng Ping just allowed her to take it down and rest for the time being.
Since she asked this, Sheng Ping followed: Five minutes of rest is enough. Every twenty minutes of clamping, he had to take it down and wait for the blood to flow. Do you know?
She nodded: As a wise man, I know
It was Saturday, and I hoped to stay at my uncle's house until Monday morning.
As if she was testing her determination and patience, Sheng Ping did it with her five times on Saturday, using her vagina, using her anus, and using her mouth. Afterwards, they all ejaculated on Yili's face.
The semen stuck to her hair, pulled it into a silky shape on her eyelashes, covering her eyes and turning into a film, but she still insisted on enduring it.
At this moment, Sheng Ping could no longer understand. Is she planning to gradually capture her and become a female slave, or is she gradually seducing herself to bully her?
Yili duck sat in the middle of the hall, her gauze pajamas had been broken by the noon whipping. With the amount of semen on her face, it was unimaginable to endure one day and two nights.
Want to take a shower?Sheng Ping asked.
As expected, she originally wanted to nod, but she quickly shook her head vigorously, and the semen hanging from her eyelashes swayed.
Stay with your ideal.
She said, No, I don’t want you to leave, I’m sorry to tease you like this.
He originally wanted to say this, but his attitude was too perceived, so Sheng Ping wanted to see if she could really tolerate two nights.
He put the rice in a bowl, put it on the table, and said: Eat it.
As a rule, stand up and sit on the dining chair, be careful not to let the semen on your face spill on the ground, pick up the bowl and eat it with chopsticks.
Sheng Ping frowned when he saw Yili's brow. It was obvious that he had accidentally eaten the semen on his face, but she didn't think about anything and continued to eat obediently.
Finished.Put down the bowl according to the rules.
Sheng Ping pointed to the dish in the center and said: Don’t you eat some?
Yili shook his head: I'm full, thank you, uncle, please eat, I'll help wash the dishes after eating.
Oh, OK.
Just as he was planning to go into the study to do his homework, he turned around and asked Sheng Ping: Will he do it later?
do what?Sheng Ping did not respond.
Yili blushed, but I couldn't see clearly under the semen: Do...do that thing.
This made Sheng Ping's desire ignite again.
Want to slap in the face?
Yili likes to be fucked while slapping it in the face.
Repeat the sentence Sheng Ping taught her according to reason, but now it seems to be true when it is read.
Noon woke Yili up at 4:00 on Monday morning, and he was lying naked on the cold floor and was not sleeping well.
Although I was woken up, the sounds of K-el and K-el had a familiar sense of peace of mind, which I didn't hate according to reason.
She reflexively wanted to rub her eyes, and she pushed away the hair covering her face, and scratched the itchy area on her face.However, a strong mission reminded her to endure it all.
Can't be erased.
The semen on his face is still there. In the past two days and three nights, Sheng Ping deliberately ejaculated on Yili's face every time he ejaculated, and then spread it, air-dried, and then spread it.
The bottom layer of semen is already shaped or hard and crispy. If you scratch it, it will fall off. As a result, it doesn't even dare to yawn.
In fact, after the semen formed a film lump, she could no longer feel the humiliating touch when she cummed on her face, so Sheng Ping ejaculated on Sunday, and the collarbone was filled and ejaculated on her breasts.
It was clearly said that the semen on the face should not be wiped away, but according to the truth, Sheng Ping seemed to have unintentionally extended this rule. Embroidering any part of the semen on the body would be like destroying the integrity of the work of art.
In order to preserve the semen on her breasts and collarbone, she naturally couldn't even wear a tulle skirt. She slept on the floor of the living room last night.
Her consciousness became a little clearer. She just remembered that even if she wanted to reach out and push away the hair stuck to her face, she couldn't do it. Before going to bed, her hands were tied to both sides of the sofa with ropes, and her feet were tied to both sides of a broom.
I will go out to school in two hours, and the semen on my face and body can finally be erased.
However, what she had been tolerating with all her strength has always stimulated her itch and discomfort, why did she feel an undercurrent in her heart want it to stay on her?
I don’t really want to admit this feeling, but when I think about going back to school later, the huge pressure and emptiness hit my body.
She wanted her to change back to school uniform and go to school, but she would rather just lie down and listen to the screams of Noonjuan.
Tat... Tat... Tat...
It was Sheng Ping's footsteps that he untied Yili's restraints. Somehow, Yili felt reluctant to leave.
Go and take a shower, you're almost done going to school, I'll cook breakfast.Sheng Ping said.
I took a shower, ate the sandwich made by my uncle, changed into the school uniform I brought in early morning, and prepared to go out.
Sheng Ping looked at this magical girl and still couldn't believe what happened in the past two days and three nights.
Will you... stay overnight?Sheng Ping asked a little tentatively.
Thinking about it according to your ideals, then nodded.
Are you not afraid of what your uncle does to you?Sheng Ping asked.
Yili's face immediately turned red. She lowered her head and moved her eyes quickly to the floor, as if she was searching for something. After a confused search, her eyes stopped. She raised her head and looked at Sheng Ping again: Yili was actually ready when she was looking for her uncle on Friday.
Sheng Ping widened his eyes: What?
Yili: When we went to pay homage to our aunt together, our uncle was already interested in Yili, right?
Sheng Ping was stunned. He remembered his back that could not help but be exposed after sweeping Yili's dress. Outsiders seemed to think that it was the action of adults loving children, and the sensitive Yili had already noticed the desires implicitly in the action.
I really can't tell you...
Yili lowered his head and smiled.
Sheng Ping said: If you really want to live there, if you are willing to be my sex slave, I will let you live there for a long time.
Sex slave?I don't understand that meaning, according to reason.
Yes, I can even let me do it anytime, anywhere, and I will slap you, but I will support you. Sheng Ping said without any concealment.
Well…I know.
A few days later, the doorbell rang again at midnight.
As expected, I was wearing a loose casual top covered with underwear, stained sneakers and a heavy backpack.
Did your dad hit you again?
She shook her head: No, it's the prince this time.
Sheng Ping's reaction was no longer great, so he moved away from it: Come in first, how many days will you stay this time?
He approached Sheng Ping sincerely according to reason: I...I don't want to go back...
Yili's chest was against his uncle, and his thighs were sinking between his legs. Sheng Ping only realized that Yili was not wearing a bra or underwear.
I can…do that.Yili blushed and lowered his head.
At that moment, Sheng Ping knew that not wearing underwear was a proof of her determination. She made up her mind to walk out of home, take a minibus and then downstairs of Sheng Ping's house, and walked here after the security guard's gaze.
According to reason... you can be your uncle's sex slave.
This sentence is still clear and loud in Sheng Ping's mind. Sheng Ping let go of his body and walked into the door, and Yi Li stepped into the space where he could not look back.
Because she has to write from the bottom to the top, if she uses an atomic pen, there will be problems that ink cannot flow out, so she must write in a pencil, and hold the hanging diary with her right hand and write with her left hand.
Understand the master's design, she just recalled the feeling of wearing shackles, and the feeling of disgusting had already rushed to her forehead.
Forced to raise your head and chest up just to make it impossible for you to vomit it out at will.
Vomiting will rush into the mouth, but it will be swallowed quickly again.
She was of course naked.
Strictly speaking, she was equipped with a very small fabric, with three silk bows hanging on Yili's nipples and clitoris, all of which were fixed with crocodile pliers and flesh.
How gentle the bow dances in the wind, how rough the fixing method is.
The days are closer to winter, and the weather is constantly changing between autumn and winter.
Sheng Ping has not been willing to give Yili some cold clothes, and the bath water is still cold. Just see when Yili will beg Sheng Ping to allow her to wear clothes and take a bath with hot water. Sheng Ping thinks this way.
The girl arched her beautiful curves, and her peaks seemed to be getting bigger again.
The development speed during adolescence can sometimes be scary.
Since last night, her gang rape record has added a new thing that must be recited: the number of urine he drank was 6 times according to reason.
The painful memories are easily blurred together. According to reason, they only remember that the penis is inserted into her mouth one after another, and then her consciousness is surrounded by the painful suffocation.
After reading the diary, Sheng Ping said that she did not write carefully enough, and according to reason, she still did not allow her legs to be put down on her tiptoe. Sheng Ping asked her to describe the feeling of drinking urine more carefully.
She wrote that when she was drinking urine, she felt the stimulation of a warm water flushing in her throat. She felt her throat was like a hole at the bottom of the toilet, the light yellow urine kept irrigating, and the suffocation felt like the toilet paper ball that tried to struggle to float when the toilet flushed. No matter how it crawled, it would finally be soaked in salt water and then washed into the abyss.
The smell of urine floated up from the hole and rushed into her nose. She wondered if her brain had been soaked in the unpleasant smell. Her thinking was whether it was already covered with Abun's urine, with primitive wood, with fatty urine...
Vomiting vomiting...
As the reason was written, the vomit floated to the throat again, and the vomit in the throat sent the smell of urine to the brain again, as if saying: Hello, everyone's urine is back in your stomach.
After saying that, he sank back into his warm stomach.
After reading the diary, Sheng Ping shook his head and said that he was not careful enough.
According to reason, we must recall the process of each of the six classmates urinating in her mouth.
Sheng Ping is very clear about Yili's physical characteristics. She can shed tears when she recalls crying, she will get estrus when she violates the memory, she will get whip and even have pain in the memory, and she may vomit. Therefore, Yili has to wear ballet high heels, straighten her whole body, write a diary upside down, and write in detail. Everyone can only experience it once, but Yili seems to have two...
three times…
Countless times.
Just like Nietzsche's eternal return, it will always be repeated.
Yili never thought that she could describe something so carefully, with six pages of paper. She actually remembered clearly which classmate grabbed her hair and pulled it into her lower body when she urinated until her urine flowed out of Yili's nose, and which one took the penis dripping with urine to her chest after urinating.
Finally, Sheng Ping finished reading the six-page diary and was satisfied.
Remember, you have to write a diary in this detail in the future. Do you understand?
Yili nodded.
I really want to try out the special training results of my classmates.Sheng Ping sat on the sofa and took off his pants, took out the black penis that was bigger than his classmates. It shone with a black light and looked at Yili's mouth.
As the reason, he wore high heels with a arch that made his feet arch completely vertical, lowered his head without bent his knees, slowly put his face in front of his penis, and stuck out his tongue to serve.
Will you vomit even if you have deep throats?
Yes, master, I won't vomit.
Sheng Ping grabbed her hair and fucked up and down.As the reason, rest your hands behind you, put them with your legs straight and patient.
Hahahahahahahaha... Sheng Ping burst into laughter, because Yili was so cute, she couldn't overcome the vomiting reaction at all. Yili just learned to press it back when the vomit rushed to his throat.
This is more interesting than eliminating vomiting reactions. Overcoming vomiting training did not reduce the pain of Yuyu, but increased it. When using the penis to thrust on Miaoman's face, you can appreciate the action of swallowing the vomiting back with your desperate force. Occasionally you can see vomit running to your nostrils, all in order not to dirty the boy's penis. In order to give the best experience to serve the person, Sheng Ping thought that the classmate who designed this oral sex training was really a genius.
The sadness is like the cold black ink constantly overflowing from the wellhead, which continues to spread and swallow up the entire river village.
However, as he agreed, he became excited, and as sad as he agreed in his diary, he became a sad slave who would be excited even if he suffered the most uncomfortable things.
Are you really fine?Speak and ask.
I couldn't believe it, and I was afraid that I would have misunderstood it, but Shouyan seemed to be worried about me.
It's OK, I've really overcome oral sex, um...
Shouyan was following the truth suspiciously. She obviously had a nauseating reaction, but she didn't really vomit.
I didn't plan to go that far.Stop the word.
They are walking on the road to school, and today is another day when they need to be sympathetic and want to keep their words.
He did not make any noise according to reason.
In the end, everyone urinated... it was not my idea, it was Abang's idea.Shouyan clarified.
Yili smiled and said: Yili... I am not hating you, is it important whose idea?
certainly!Shouyan suddenly became persistent.
He dripped: That guy Abun often changes my things, but after he gets it.
Yili heard gossip between male classmates for the first time. She never knew what the relationship between this group of people was like. The boys seemed to exist for gang rape. They were very united and sociable, just like models of school activities and clubs. Yili never imagined that they would have disputes with each other.
What's your stuff?
The training design is a lot of things I said but I didn’t listen to.Shouyan's tone was like a group research discussing the Chinese History Department, and he was not like talking about the person in front of him.
Yili asked curiously: Are you quarreling?
Shouyan asked: Why don’t you ask you, what do you think of Abun?
I suddenly asked this, and I don’t know what I think, so I answered according to reason.
Then she thought about it and said, maybe she is a very powerful, very leadership-oriented, and very awesome guy?
Leadership?Ha... Shouyan sneered.
Keep silent according to reason.
Shouyan said: Don’t you think he only knows how to use violence?
Looking back on it, his impression of Akan was that he was a strong little bully who always waved her belly with a bamboo stick. As long as he didn't like him, he would push Yili to the wall and to the floor, and then grabbed her ponytail and pulled her up from the floor and hit her belly.
Um.Answered reasonably.
He will only scare you.
Then...what is the master of Shouyan?
They walked along the way silently as the wind sounded.
After another bus passed, I couldn't stand the silence and tried to change the topic.
If you have a question, can you ask the master of Shouyan?
Shouyan looked at her sideways: Say it.
Why do we keep our words together when we do it... when we follow the rules?
Yili asked a question that he had been asking for a long time.
Shouyan turned from squinting eyes to looking ahead, his pace was steady and he had never changed.
If you ask an offensive question, I'm sorry!Didn't ask according to reason.
Um.He kept saying nothing.
Yuli lowered his head again, feeling that he really shouldn't have asked what would ruin the relationship.
Shouyan passed by the roadside vendor and took out his wallet and bought a skewer sale.
Yili took off his left foot's shoes when he was buying snacks, and then brought out the letter paper pressed into stones inside.
What I thought about this week.
Oh...thank you.Shouyan took it and read it carefully while eating the spicy snacks after school.
This time, I wrote the most unbearable and most easily accepted one according to the logic... I hope the master of keeping the words will be useful.
Shouyan nodded.
Then... Master Shouyan shouldn't let Abang know about this feeling?Ask tentatively according to reason.
Shuyan raised his head.
Yili whispered: After watching it, Abun will only keep doing the most uncomfortable projects for Yili...
The most uncomfortable thing is that after drinking the boy's urine, she accidentally vomited out and then swallowed the vomited urine again. She never wanted to do it again.
Shouyan nodded: That's what he is.
Without agreeing or refusing, the two of them continued to sit back on the bench in the estate.
Taking advantage of Shouyan's reading of his letter, he did not miss the opportunity to take out his own book and review it.
Why do you work so hard?Shouyan knows that he will never miss the opportunity to review.
Just want to read...
Don't want to be a sex slave?
As a rule, my heart seemed to suddenly lose the center of gravity and leaned to the side, and finally stood firm.
If she lies, she will know the diary and will come out to punish her.
However, no matter how she convinced herself, she was masochist and wanted to be a good slave. Another voice in her heart had to admit that she was really miserable now. The voice wanted to tell Yili to run away quickly and tell Yili that she didn't like all this, but because the diary was guarding, the voice was trapped in the dark and dared not come out.
Yili didn't even dare to think about her refusal to be a sex slave, but the voice seemed to remind her somewhere that she seemed to have received some inspiration from the book. Gradually, she became very fond of reading, and reading felt detached from all this.
She put the textbook on the truth and said with a smile: No, I really just want to read
Shouyan asked in confusion: Do you want to enter university?
This thought was immersed in Yili's mind for a while before she replied: Think.
So don’t you want to be a sex slave all the time?.Shouyan asked again.
Yili was silent for a while, and finally said: Even if you are masochist, you can't stand it, right?This will always be like this...
He kept silent, and he didn't know how to respond.
As the truth: Every time I pass by the bus stop, I wonder if I want to go home, not my current home, but my parents.My father used to beat people when he came back, but my mother only cared about her brother and moved to the master according to reason... My uncle's place has been for three years. Have they ever greeted me?
Shouyan asked: Is it better to live in my uncle?
Yili looked at Shouyan and smiled, then turned his head and looked into the distance.
Um.
Shouyan asked: I remember you said that his access control was very strict.
Yili nodded and said: Well, because Yili is his slave.
Shouyan looked at Yili in surprise, with determination written on Yili's face. She decided to tell Shouyan this secret that she had never told anyone.
On that night three years ago, the thirteen-year-old self went out to her uncle's house to ring the doorbell at 11 o'clock in the evening. She was wearing a loose casual top covered with underwear, stained sneakers, and a heavy backpack.
Was he beaten by his dad again?
Yili nodded.
Sheng Ping sighed and looked at the long legs, with several obvious bruises on it.
Does your mom know you're here?
Yili whispered: She...don't care.
Why?
He stopped talking according to reason.
Sheng Ping said: Come in first.
Sheng Ping gave a loose white T-shirt as a change of clothes. The underwear at home is all manly and will not fit.
The thirteen-year-old Yili took a thin T-shirt to the bathroom, and she was not qualified to say anything under someone else's roof.
Fifteen minutes later, Yili's hair was wet and walked out of the bathroom. The water droplets on her body were not completely worn. The white water vapor was stuck on the curve of her body, and the hem was only covering the vagina.
The legs that were supposed to be snow-white and pink were clearly visible in different shapes.
Sheng Ping, sitting on the bed, stared at the colors, and then realized that he was staring at her thighs, his eyes frosted back and forth between the two.
Come on and show me your legs.
She is not an ignorant idiot, she knows very well what kind of taboo attractiveness her girl's body has.
He was naked and only wore a shirt, climbed onto Shengping's double bed.
Did your thighs get made by your dad?
Sheng Ping touched a trace of bruised on her thigh.
Um.
What's the reason?
The good father asked Yili to take out the trash. Yili didn't do it immediately while watching TV, so his father kicked him over.
What about here?Sheng Ping touched the upper edge of his thigh with his fingers, and there was a large piece of slightly red thing there.
Yili said: Dad said he wanted to drink hot tea, so Yuli rinsed it with hot water. Dad took a sip and said how to drink it too hot, and then he splashed the tea on Yili and said, "Is it hot?"It's so hot and I'm asking me to drink it.
Sheng Ping touched his palm and bounced up accordingly.
Pain... He shouted in a low voice.
Sheng Ping knew nothing without asking. His butt was full of purple-red marks, some were made of rattan, some were made of chicken feathers, some were made of clothes hangers, and some seemed to be cut.
What's the reason?Sheng Ping asked again.
Nothing happened.As a reason.
Yili was silent for a while and then added that Dad would spank at any time.
She seemed to want to cry, but she took it back immediately.
As the reason said: Dad is not allowed to wear pants according to the reason, because he has to give him a call at any time.
Why?
He shook his head in a reasonable way.
She didn't know why, but when she was called up, she didn't get out of the bed and spanked; she ate breakfast too slowly, and spanked; she looked at the TV while doing her homework, and spanked; she didn't have beer in the refrigerator, so she spanked; her classmates talked to her for more than three minutes, and spanked...
After that, it seemed that my father would spank her in the mood.
You took off your pants and beat me too slowly, right?You might as well stop wearing pants!
As a result, she always had her butt bare at home, and even had her supper barely stood and ate.
Her father asked her to add soup and rice. Once her father asked her to add soup and she was still chewing her mouth, her father would take something and squirt her on the butt.
The homework brought back from the school has to be signed for my father. For every point deducted, my father will hit her ass. If her test score is 84/120, she will hit her thirty-six rattans. Sometimes her father even forgot to count and started to fight casually.
My mother often quarrels with her father. When the quarrel is intense, she will inevitably pick up things and throw them around. The mirror is broken, the clock falls off the wall, and the glass is falling by more than a dozen times.
Every time my father rushed into the room and asked Yili to clean up the fragments. Before Yili could react, the rattan waved to Yili's bare butt.
Yili's mother usually watches her being spanked by her father for a long time before she says: You're very noisy, okay?
Sometimes her mother would cry wildly in the room, and walked into the house with concern as she reasonably, and her mother would always shout at her: Go out!It's nothing to you!Do you want to call your dad?
That's right, her mother ignored her, and her indifference made Yili wonder if she was her father's illegitimate daughter.But will my father treat his illegitimate daughter like this?
Sheng Ping touched his butt full of stories after his fingers, and his fingers walked to the front again.
That's right, the fourteen-year-old thighs spread out in front of Sheng Ping without any cover.
He looked shy, but his hands were not covered.
Sheng Ping found that the labia did not look like the pink and tender of fourteen years old, as if it was covered with purple and purple blood.
What's going on here?Sheng Ping stroked the place.
The body twists according to reason, which is a twist that contains two feelings.
She replied in a low voice: Once Yili went home late, and his father said Yili was fooling around outside, and he was a bitch. He pulled Yili's legs apart and waved it with a clothes hanger, but Yili didn't fool around.
Sheng Ping touched her vagina and looked at her reaction, it seemed to hurt.
Sheng Ping rubbed it gently and tentatively teased it with his fingers.
As a rule, he didn't resist at all. He touched the T-shirt with his other hand, lifted the T-shirt to his chest, and Sheng Ping grabbed her newly developed breasts.
What about here?
My brother likes to pinch Yili here...it hurts until Yili calls out.
Did your brother hit you too?
No... I just like to joke about Yili, I just kick Yili out of bed and lock Yili in the wardrobe... I also have a breast... my brother will play when he is bored.
Sheng Ping took a deep breath and needed some time to digest what happened in this family.
My brother has no malicious intentions. He just likes to make fun of people, unlike his father.Supplement according to reason.
(Your brother really has no malicious intentions to pinch such bruises on his chest.) Sheng Ping thought to himself.
Sheng Ping started rubbing unconsciously. Yuli was a little startled, but he didn't do anything, so he rubbed him obediently.
Sheng Ping rubbed her breasts with one hand and teased her clitoris with the other.
Yes, um.
Yili twisted his body for a while and soon received such caress. It seemed that no one had ever been so gentle to her body. She closed her eyes.
He actually fell asleep.
Sheng Ping stroked and gave up his further thoughts. He got out of bed and turned to look at the girl who had just entered puberty. Her fluffy coat turned to her breasts and was exposed to the air at all. She didn't mind such a posture and fell asleep.
Maybe she grew up in such a family, and her common sense is a little different from others, or maybe she has been used to being violated by her father or brother, and sleeping naked in front of her uncle is not a big deal.
Sheng Ping walked out of the kitchen and poured a glass of red wine. He would figure it out sooner or later.
A month after that night, Yili ran to Shengping's house from time to time to stay. Every night, Shengping's fingers on Yili's body became more and more bold, and even started buying sexy clothes for Yili to wear.
As for the reason, she knew very well what the conditions for staying at home were. She was very cooperative and lying on the bed in a translucent gauze skirt that could not cover three points. The white gauze skirt did not have any concealment effect. It simply added a hazy beauty to the nude body. With her white stockings, she seemed to be lying on the dining table waiting for the food to be enjoyed.
Sheng Ping lay down.
As a rule, she accepted the comfortable touch and felt the tenderness that could not be felt from the outside. She saw Sheng Ping take off her pants, and she closed her eyes, knowing that sooner or later this moment...
uncle?
Yili raised his head strangely. Sheng Ping did not enter her body as she expected, but picked up the rope and tied her ankles to the iron frame at the end of the bed.
As a rude question: What is this to do?
Sheng Ping said: I like this when I did it, don’t you know?
He raised his legs uneasyly and dragged the rope halfway to his feet.
Bang!!!
Sheng Ping suddenly slapped her.
As the truth cried, the figure of the man in front of him suddenly overlapped with his father.
As the reason struggled, she wanted to escape from her father's shadow, but her feet were tied to the bed and could not move.
Yili supported Sheng Ping's chin with both hands, which was the only beam and pillar that was still supporting when the roof collapsed.
And this young white and slippery beam was gently pressed by one hand and moved.
If you move again, I will send you back!Sheng Ping shouted.
Yili's eyes were wide open, his body was completely still, and he did not dare to say a word.
Put your hands behind your neck and don’t move, do you understand?
Nodded according to reason.
Bang!!!Sheng Ping slapped her in the face again.
She seemed to see her father, and her body suddenly became paralyzed, but she put her hands on her back.
Then Sheng Ping entered her body, which was a middle-aged man in his forties' thick penis inserted into a thirteen-year-old pussy that had just reached his first menstruation.
As expected, I just expected this moment, but I didn't expect that my legs would be tied to the foot of the bed, and my hands would be placed behind my neck, and I was violated while being slapped by my uncle.
Don't cry.
Yili held back his tears and looked at the man who slapped him in the face.
Sheng Ping was not angry, his tone was surprisingly calm, but it was very scary.
Be good, your dad and I are completely different.
Bang!Another slap.
Said: Yeli likes to be fucked while slapping.
Bang!!!
If you don’t say it, I’ll send you back to my father’s place.
Yili shook her head violently, and then her lips squeezed out the embarrassing voice.
By...In accordance with the truth...
Bang!
By reason... By reason...
Bang!
Yili... Yili likes to be fucked while slapping it in the face.She finally said it.
Let's continue, I didn't say whether to stop or not.
Yili... Yili likes to be fucked while slapping... Yili... Yili likes to be fucked while slapping... Yili... Yili likes to be fucked while slapping... Yili likes to be fucked while slapping...
The slap is not too fast or too slow, like the music when reciting scriptures according to the truth, and the thrusting speed gradually becomes faster.
Sheng Ping picked up the wooden clip for washing clothes and clamped it on his breasts covered by the gauze.
One…two…three…scrolled from the bottom of the Buden to the cherry above.
The pain gradually increased, and her breathing became stronger and stronger. Strangely, the feeling of fear gradually disappeared, but instead her body slowly melted into the pain, and she gradually became unable to think.
Her breasts had already been clamped with fifteen laundry pins, and she was patient with her eyes closed.
Ah…Ah…Um…Um!…
The clothespins swayed violently, and the pain and pleasure were intertwined. It was impossible to tell whether the body was disgusting or liked.
As a rule, Sheng Ping bounced the clothespin on her breasts with his fingers.
Ah!!!Yili didn't expect that this would hurt even more than the clothespin pins. She didn't know that the blocked blood suddenly flowed back to the numbing place. It turned out that it hurts so much.
Sheng Ping's thrusting did not stop. He asked Yili to keep climaxing, and then the clothespins flew away one by one...
Sheng Ping took out his penis and ejaculated on Yili's face.
As expected, I endured it and didn't cry.
After finishing, Sheng Ping went to the kitchen to get a glass of red wine. He went back to the room and said to Yili: Do you want to stay here? Let's make a decision.
Yili closed his eyes and nodded.
Sheng Ping did not relieve Yili, so he kept keeping her in a large-shaped posture and tied her to the bed, with her face covered with semen, Yili fell asleep like this.
In the morning, Yili found that she was waking up during thrusting. Sheng Ping used two more powerful rubber clothespins this time and directly clamped them on the most sensitive nipples. Then Sheng Ping used four wooden clothespins to clamp them on her labia majora and then thrust them. Sheng Ping added a fresh layer of dried semen on her face.
It was solved according to reason.
Do you want to stay or go back? Sheng Ping's tone seemed to be talking to a college friend who was staying in the university.
Stay behind.This is the conclusion of sitting up from the bed according to reason.
Sheng Ping nodded thoughtfully: You go brush your teeth first, I'll cook breakfast.
She sat up from the bed, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom.
uncle.Yili's head poked out from the bathroom.
What's wrong?Sheng Ping is preparing breakfast.
Then...can this... be erased?Still keep it?Yili pointed at the semen on his face, expressing mixed anxiety and innocence.
Sheng Ping was shocked, and he never thought that the girl would think that he would not wipe off the semen on his face, and he didn't even cry or feel disgusting. He simply regarded facial ejaculation as a normal thing that would happen just like this family.
Asking about whether the semen on his face can be erased or kept, it was like asking him if he wanted to add sugar to coffee.
Furthermore, the laundry pins that were sandwiched between the nipples and labia were not taken off.
Sheng Ping had more ideas about bullying her at this time. He wanted to see how well he teased her like this. After all, today is Saturday, and it was a long time. He replied: If you want to erase it, just wipe it, but if you erase it, you have to go back.
As expected, he was stunned for three seconds and replied obediently: OK.Turn around and go to the bathroom to brush your teeth.
I sat at the dining table for breakfast, but it still wiped away the translucent white liquid on my face without any cloth.
Sheng Ping also deliberately did not mention the clothespins that were most sensitive to her body, and to see when she could endure it. It was not until nearly thirty minutes after breakfast that Sheng Ping couldn't help saying: The clothespins should not be held for too long, and the blood would not be able to circulate.
Yili said in a daze: Do you want to...take it?
Sheng Ping nodded and approved.
As he was aware, he took off the clip himself. From her low voice, he could tell that the feeling of blood flowing back was quite painful.
So how long does it take to rest before you can get it on?Ask casually according to reason.
What?Sheng Ping couldn't react for a moment.
It turned out that according to reason, Sheng Ping just allowed her to take it down and rest for the time being.
Since she asked this, Sheng Ping followed: Five minutes of rest is enough. Every twenty minutes of clamping, he had to take it down and wait for the blood to flow. Do you know?
She nodded: As a wise man, I know
It was Saturday, and I hoped to stay at my uncle's house until Monday morning.
As if she was testing her determination and patience, Sheng Ping did it with her five times on Saturday, using her vagina, using her anus, and using her mouth. Afterwards, they all ejaculated on Yili's face.
The semen stuck to her hair, pulled it into a silky shape on her eyelashes, covering her eyes and turning into a film, but she still insisted on enduring it.
At this moment, Sheng Ping could no longer understand. Is she planning to gradually capture her and become a female slave, or is she gradually seducing herself to bully her?
Yili duck sat in the middle of the hall, her gauze pajamas had been broken by the noon whipping. With the amount of semen on her face, it was unimaginable to endure one day and two nights.
Want to take a shower?Sheng Ping asked.
As expected, she originally wanted to nod, but she quickly shook her head vigorously, and the semen hanging from her eyelashes swayed.
Stay with your ideal.
She said, No, I don’t want you to leave, I’m sorry to tease you like this.
He originally wanted to say this, but his attitude was too perceived, so Sheng Ping wanted to see if she could really tolerate two nights.
He put the rice in a bowl, put it on the table, and said: Eat it.
As a rule, stand up and sit on the dining chair, be careful not to let the semen on your face spill on the ground, pick up the bowl and eat it with chopsticks.
Sheng Ping frowned when he saw Yili's brow. It was obvious that he had accidentally eaten the semen on his face, but she didn't think about anything and continued to eat obediently.
Finished.Put down the bowl according to the rules.
Sheng Ping pointed to the dish in the center and said: Don’t you eat some?
Yili shook his head: I'm full, thank you, uncle, please eat, I'll help wash the dishes after eating.
Oh, OK.
Just as he was planning to go into the study to do his homework, he turned around and asked Sheng Ping: Will he do it later?
do what?Sheng Ping did not respond.
Yili blushed, but I couldn't see clearly under the semen: Do...do that thing.
This made Sheng Ping's desire ignite again.
Want to slap in the face?
Yili likes to be fucked while slapping it in the face.
Repeat the sentence Sheng Ping taught her according to reason, but now it seems to be true when it is read.
Noon woke Yili up at 4:00 on Monday morning, and he was lying naked on the cold floor and was not sleeping well.
Although I was woken up, the sounds of K-el and K-el had a familiar sense of peace of mind, which I didn't hate according to reason.
She reflexively wanted to rub her eyes, and she pushed away the hair covering her face, and scratched the itchy area on her face.However, a strong mission reminded her to endure it all.
Can't be erased.
The semen on his face is still there. In the past two days and three nights, Sheng Ping deliberately ejaculated on Yili's face every time he ejaculated, and then spread it, air-dried, and then spread it.
The bottom layer of semen is already shaped or hard and crispy. If you scratch it, it will fall off. As a result, it doesn't even dare to yawn.
In fact, after the semen formed a film lump, she could no longer feel the humiliating touch when she cummed on her face, so Sheng Ping ejaculated on Sunday, and the collarbone was filled and ejaculated on her breasts.
It was clearly said that the semen on the face should not be wiped away, but according to the truth, Sheng Ping seemed to have unintentionally extended this rule. Embroidering any part of the semen on the body would be like destroying the integrity of the work of art.
In order to preserve the semen on her breasts and collarbone, she naturally couldn't even wear a tulle skirt. She slept on the floor of the living room last night.
Her consciousness became a little clearer. She just remembered that even if she wanted to reach out and push away the hair stuck to her face, she couldn't do it. Before going to bed, her hands were tied to both sides of the sofa with ropes, and her feet were tied to both sides of a broom.
I will go out to school in two hours, and the semen on my face and body can finally be erased.
However, what she had been tolerating with all her strength has always stimulated her itch and discomfort, why did she feel an undercurrent in her heart want it to stay on her?
I don’t really want to admit this feeling, but when I think about going back to school later, the huge pressure and emptiness hit my body.
She wanted her to change back to school uniform and go to school, but she would rather just lie down and listen to the screams of Noonjuan.
Tat... Tat... Tat...
It was Sheng Ping's footsteps that he untied Yili's restraints. Somehow, Yili felt reluctant to leave.
Go and take a shower, you're almost done going to school, I'll cook breakfast.Sheng Ping said.
I took a shower, ate the sandwich made by my uncle, changed into the school uniform I brought in early morning, and prepared to go out.
Sheng Ping looked at this magical girl and still couldn't believe what happened in the past two days and three nights.
Will you... stay overnight?Sheng Ping asked a little tentatively.
Thinking about it according to your ideals, then nodded.
Are you not afraid of what your uncle does to you?Sheng Ping asked.
Yili's face immediately turned red. She lowered her head and moved her eyes quickly to the floor, as if she was searching for something. After a confused search, her eyes stopped. She raised her head and looked at Sheng Ping again: Yili was actually ready when she was looking for her uncle on Friday.
Sheng Ping widened his eyes: What?
Yili: When we went to pay homage to our aunt together, our uncle was already interested in Yili, right?
Sheng Ping was stunned. He remembered his back that could not help but be exposed after sweeping Yili's dress. Outsiders seemed to think that it was the action of adults loving children, and the sensitive Yili had already noticed the desires implicitly in the action.
I really can't tell you...
Yili lowered his head and smiled.
Sheng Ping said: If you really want to live there, if you are willing to be my sex slave, I will let you live there for a long time.
Sex slave?I don't understand that meaning, according to reason.
Yes, I can even let me do it anytime, anywhere, and I will slap you, but I will support you. Sheng Ping said without any concealment.
Well…I know.
A few days later, the doorbell rang again at midnight.
As expected, I was wearing a loose casual top covered with underwear, stained sneakers and a heavy backpack.
Did your dad hit you again?
She shook her head: No, it's the prince this time.
Sheng Ping's reaction was no longer great, so he moved away from it: Come in first, how many days will you stay this time?
He approached Sheng Ping sincerely according to reason: I...I don't want to go back...
Yili's chest was against his uncle, and his thighs were sinking between his legs. Sheng Ping only realized that Yili was not wearing a bra or underwear.
I can…do that.Yili blushed and lowered his head.
At that moment, Sheng Ping knew that not wearing underwear was a proof of her determination. She made up her mind to walk out of home, take a minibus and then downstairs of Sheng Ping's house, and walked here after the security guard's gaze.
According to reason... you can be your uncle's sex slave.
This sentence is still clear and loud in Sheng Ping's mind. Sheng Ping let go of his body and walked into the door, and Yi Li stepped into the space where he could not look back.
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