Chapter 10

The formation of my sexual concept is probably influenced by Western concepts, and is also educated by traditional Chinese machismoism and the idea of ​​superiority of men and inferiority of women. Therefore, the entire colonial semi-colonial sexual thought system pursues extreme sexual enjoyment and the concept of men-dominated sexual life.

Maybe it is because I have some traits that women like, so as I grow older, I have never been bothered or worried because I can’t get favor from girls. Therefore, I am full of confidence and a style that is mainly about me when interacting with the opposite sex.

I think about the three nonsense you mentioned carefully. I did deal with the relationship with the opposite sex in this way before, but now I am trying hard to learn to be responsible.

Later, after getting married to my wife, her care and indulgence for me made my sexual thought system more practical and carried forward.

Frankly speaking, when I was young, I was a person with extremely strong sexual desire. The year before we officially got married, I let her be my woman, and she, all the time, satisfies my desires throughout the year. As long as I want, she is always in a ready state.

After getting married, she told me that as long as you want it in the future, don’t care what I do, you can come up.

According to my wife's point of view, women are for men to play with. As long as women love this man, they are willing to let this man play, and they can play no matter how they play.

Of course, what she said about playing is not playing, but making love, or furthermore, allowing men to enjoy full sexual enjoyment.

For a considerable period of time after we got married, I always stumbled on her body in her sleep and lie on her to play. She also paid a lot of money for this play.

To satisfy me, she accepted and tolerated the various sex styles I asked for.

Fearing that I was tired, she could lie quietly in my arms and masturbate for me for one or two hours; to make me happy, she could endure the pain and let me get her anus, bite her breasts, have deep throat oral sex for me and eat my semen; before giving birth, she had three miscarriages for me.

From marriage to now, even if we quarrel during the day, she always covers me with a quilt and is always naked when sleeping so that I can play with her at any time.

Now that the old couple is playing less, they still have no changes in their naked sleeping habits.

With such a life experience, I developed the habit of being domineering and rushing hard in my sexual life. Moreover, I had to go through a very long and very violent thrust to achieve sexual orgasm. It is difficult for me to stimulate my pleasure if I have sex with a very small amplitude.

After meeting W, although she was still an uninformed little girl, I still focused on me and often showed unreasonable domineeringness and arrogance. Her gentleness and ability to withstand me further encouraged my arrogance.

During these two days of spending time with her, I did my best to release the devilish desires in my heart in my sexual life. Many of my behaviors can even be described as tyranny.

But she is still so docile, so attached, so tenacious, I even secretly admired in my heart: Why can't this little girl be bad?

I myself was exhausted, and she was still energetic and energetic.

But today I did go too far with her.

Looking at her desperately struggling body, her scattered hair soaked in the bathtub, and her arms that were tightly tied by ropes and turned red and purple, I suddenly felt very sorry for her.

I pulled out the water pipe inserted into her anus, helped her to lift her body out of the bathtub, let her sit on the toilet and empty the water from her body, then carefully wiped her dry, and carried her back to the bedroom.

I asked her to lie on the bed and quickly untied the rope that tied her. I saw that red marks had been strangled on her arms.

She lay there motionless, and I saw her crying as I lifted my hair covering her face.

I was a little at a loss and didn't know what to say, so I had to hold her tightly, kiss her cheeks, and wipe her tears.

After a while, she cried enough, raised her face and said to me: Are you crazy enough?I originally wanted to stay with you for a few days, but I didn't expect you to treat me like this.You treat me like this, don’t you just want me to let you go?Actually, I don’t keep you from locking you up. You can leave now.

I said: It's so late, where did you ask me to go?

Wherever you love, aren’t you clamoring to leave all day long?

I had no choice but to apologize to her and keep saying nonsense that I felt bored.

Forget it, she turned around and hugged me, sighed and said: I don’t want to be unhappy.Let’s have a good sleep tonight. Let’s talk to S tomorrow. I’ll go home, so you go home too.

We didn't speak, turned off the lights, and slept in the bed with hugs. In fact, no one could sleep.

After a while, we started kissing and began to caress each other. She turned over and pressed on me, holding my face and kissing me, sweeping her long hair around my face.

I looked at her and felt really guilty, so I said: W, I'm sorry, I hurt you, right?

She blocked my apology with her lips, sighed and said: Actually, I am willing to do whatever you do to me.It’s just that I don’t want you to leave, and I don’t want to make you embarrassed. I really don’t know what to do, so I’m sad... However, I’m still very grateful that you can accompany me here. I’m really happy to be with you these two days.

I didn't say anything and didn't know what to say. I pushed her down, turned over and lie on her body, and entered her body.This time, I thrust in and out very gently...