Chunmei opera Wu Sung (1916-), famous Chinese opera singer


Excerpt from The Hateful History of the Golden Vase

When Chunmei first saw Wu Sung with a black cloth over his head, she thought: although brother Wu Sung is powerful and mighty, without eyes, he can only be at the mercy of me, Chunmei.

Who knows, Wu Sung hit randomly, not only tore off her blouse, one hand also pulled down her pants, Chun Mei was so scared that she jumped up and kicked at him.

This kick crazy coincidence, just happen to kick in the important position in the lower body of Wu Sung, Wu Sung a pain, would like to pull down the black cloth bag, carefully check a bit, but the stink of a black cloth bag has long been Chunmei with a twine za solid very, pull and pull not open, address is not pulled off.

Wu Sung one hand hold Chun Mei feet, but feel a pair of calves young smooth very, touch very comfortable, immediately put the pain of the lower body to forget a large part.

Chunmei, with her feet bare, was caught by Wu Sung, and not knowing what he was going to do with them, she kicked them about.

He managed to break his right leg free, and with a return, he rode on Wu Song’s back, swinging his fists at him.

Wu Sung is what kind of character, by her fancy fist and wanking hammering, that wrap feel pain? On the contrary, he felt very comfortable, he struggled on the ground, pretending to be a tiger, after a short time, Chun Mei actually stopped.

Wu Song felt strange: “Good hearted baby, why did you stop and not fight?”

Chun Mei gasped and said, “I’m exhausted, it doesn’t hurt to hit you, so what’s the point of hitting?”

“It is said that it is only appropriate for a daughter to be a wild horse in bed for a man to ride, not to fight a tiger.” Wu Song said.

“Who said? I said to hit it with a good leather whip so that it hurts.”

“The good girl is going to beat someone to death with a whip!”

“I’m not going to beat you to death, how about beating you to death anyway?”

“You’d still be horny from being whipped? Don’t lie.”

In fact, this aspect of Chunmei is experienced, she served Pan Jinlian, see Simon Qing favorite whip to beat her, and Pan Jinlian not only do not think that the bitter, but instead of this as a pleasure, sometimes happy orgasm again and again, lewd water overflowing, the sound of waves, called the envy of those who look, listen to the shock.

It was Chunmei herself who had tasted quite a few of Pan Jinlian’s whips, and it was a painful treat.

Once tried once, Simon Qing because of the bottle favorite, cold Pan Jinlian, there are several days did not have a good time with Pan Jinlian, Pan Jinlian boudoir loneliness, bitterness difficult to brake, will be handed over to the hands of the whip Chunmei, to Chunmei will be whipped her.

Chunmei is a slave, Jinlian is the master, Chunmei also do not dare to play as much as possible, just according to Pan Jinlian’s request to play gently, stirring up their own desire to go away, just want to one day of their beloved Lang can let themselves play a painful.

She tested Wu Song to see if he was willing to suffer from her flesh and skin, Wu Song responded, “Not to mention the whip, if sister like, fire poker oil candle service, Wu Song is also willing.”

“Really?” Chun Mei was so moved that tears flowed out of her eyes, hurriedly removing the black cloth costume for Wu Song, and catching his lips in one bite, she sent her fragrant tongue in.

The two tongues, one smooth and sweet, the other rough and strong, met and rubbed against each other, rubbing out the romance between man and woman, rubbing together the lust of love and affection.

This kiss, so that the two desire to rise sharply, their four hands touch each other’s body, the strange thing is, to Wu Sung so rough, he touched and caressed the body of Chun Mei is actually as gentle.

On the contrary, in order to charm the soft and powerless Chun Mei, she stroked Wu Sung body that is the hole forceful, scratching the ground body full of traces of her nails.

“Will you be mad at me if I hit you?” Chun Mei asked softly in a fine voice.

“Not angry, how could I be? You can’t even ask for it?”

“Then I will prepare the tools, but there is one faculty that must be obeyed before I do.”

“Just say it, sister, and do whatever you say.”

“I won’t tell you, you tell me yourself.”

“I say? To say what?”

“Say you can do something for me?”

“Both say whatever is in accordance.”

“If you say so, if you love someone, you should know their feelings.”

“Okay! I said…you…can…whip my body.”

“That’s been said before, what else?”

“Also, I’m going to kneel down in front of you and kowtow to you a couple times.”

“And?”

“And…be a paper tiger and let you hit me, no fighting back.”

“Hmph, that’s what I’m afraid of, you say with your mouth that you won’t fight back, only that in the end, when you’re beaten and hurt, you’ll eat me.”

“Say you won’t and you won’t.”

“Unless…”

“Unless what?”

“I won’t believe you until I tie your hands and feet with thick twine.”

“Okay, all according to you, tie it up if you want, buckle it up if you want, and I, Wu Song, will leave my whole person at your disposal.”

“Then you wait for me, and I will bring the rope and the whip.”

Before long, Chunmei took the things into the room, then Wu Song hands and feet well.

Speaking of kidnapping this kung fu, Chunmei also have a hand, all because she often help Simon Qing to tie Pan Jinlian, tied more, practice makes perfect, and even became a master of kidnapping.

After Wu Song was tied up, he still crawled on the ground, only that his hands and feet could not be separated, and he could only jump and bounce, but could not crawl.

Chunmei picked up the leather whip and struck at Wu Song’s body, hitting him with a clanging, chirping sound, and after beating him for a while, she rode on him.

Wu Song was really a robust man, Chun Mei rode on top of it, her feet were spread apart, she pressed her hands on Wu Song’s shoulders, so she rubbed her body forward and backward, rubbing it to the point that her lustful water was overflowing.

Although Wu Song’s hands are tied, but his eyes unloaded to see, he saw Chun Mei a pair of jade legs, although not small feet, that is, white and slippery, then have the urge to kiss.

He kissed the back of her foot as he clamped his hands around Chun Mei’s left foot and used the top of his head as a support point on the ground.

Chun Mei only know Pan Jinlian a pair of gold lotus is Simon Qing’s favorite thing, in order to please Simon Qing, Chun Mei every day to Pan Jinlian feet once or twice, and in each toe coated with perfume, so that Pan Jinlian a pair of feet to keep clean and fragrant, now, even someone to appreciate their own pair of feet, the heart is very like, plus this person is their beloved lover, more excited.

“What’s so good about this big foot? It’s not even close to Pan Jinlian’s little feet.”

“Don’t mention that bitch, my big brother just died, she remarried into the Ximen family, Spike rumors in the community, maybe my big brother is even this bitch and Ximen Qing conspired to kill.”

Wu Sung is just making wild guesses, and is still unaware of the origin of Wu Da’s death.

“You love people’s feet, so wash them for them and apply some nail polish flavorings and other items!” Chun Mei said.

“Honorable order!” Wu Song kept climbing into the kitchen and took a basin of water, so he washed Chun Mei’s feet in the kitchen.

Chun Mei rode on Wu Song’s back as usual, but Wu Song’s hands were loosely tied, Wu Song squatted his front body, and with his hands openers on the ground, Chun Mei’s feet were just enough to be placed in the water basin.

Wu Song first kissed the back of her feet, ankles, corner by corner kissed her toes, kissed for a while, then put her palms into the water, for her to slowly clean.

“How does a sister care for her feet so beautifully!”

“Really? Told you big feet were good, I just don’t understand why you men all love small feet?”

“The nice thing about a small foot is that you can hold it in the palm of your hand and wrap it in your mouth in one bite.”

“You men love to play with women’s feet, but you don’t know that the toes of small-footed women are all mixed together, so what’s the point of being beautiful? You can see that every toe has a unique shape, ten toes, there are ten kinds of appearance, you can handle ten times, is not it ten times better than small feet?”

“Sister has a point.”

“And the small-footed woman’s paw, you take it in one mouthful and enjoy it once, and this big foot of mine, if you want to take it in one toe by one toe, you’ll have it ten times, and you’ll say it’s not ten times better.”

“Okay, so I’ll taste each of my sister’s toes one by one and see which one tastes best?”

“Good things come in pairs, and I don’t want you to take it toe by toe, but I want you to do it in pairs, right and left feet together at the same time?”

“Wu Song is foolish, I do not long for the sister’s heart, can I hear the details?”

“That means, if I put my feet together and you want to eat my big toe, I’ll give you the big toe of my left foot and right foot together, get it fool?”

“Got it, got it, then let me taste your big toe first.”

Chun Mei raised her feet up and put both feet together, Wu Song held her palms with both hands, so he put the big toes of his right and left feet into his mouth at the same time.

His tongue was stronger than average, if compared to Simon Qing, it was more than three times stronger than him, his tongue separated Chun Mei’s two toes Gong, and then penetrated and inserted them back and forth.

After interspersing it once, the tongue curled up again and swam crutches around Chun Mei’s toe males in circle after circle.

Whenever the tongue wraps around that side of the toenail, the sensation is cold, hard, and smooth, but when the tongue turns back to the flesh of the toe, it’s something else again.

That kind of soft as silk, sweet and slippery feeling, taught Wu Sung to be delirious, can not stop.

“Have you eaten enough?” Chun Mei asked.

“It’s enough to eat for a lifetime.”

“You don’t want to eat it today and then change your mind some other day and not even touch these big feet of your slave.”

It won’t happen. Wu Sung guarantees it with his head.

After Wu Song had savored each pair of Chun Mei’s toes one by one, he held her feet and kissed her from the belly of her feet all the way to her thighs and then deeper into the jungle land.

“Your fur is nice and thick.” Wu Song said.

“That Panjandrum, just seeing that my hair is better and more abundant than hers, forced me to strip it off.”

“Did you do as you were told?”

“This I refused to do, and she beat me and scolded me, and still I refused, and that day she punished me by making me kneel all night, and had to hold her night-scented pail [bucket of feces] over my head, and then beat me with a leather whip.

I didn’t dare to move, as long as I moved, the night fragrance on my head would pour all over me, I could only hold back my tears and let her whip any part of my body.”

“That slut is vicious.”

“And that’s not all, when she saw that I didn’t move a bit, she pushed me with her hand. Then, when she saw that I was kneeling steadily, she simply took the bucket of nightshade on the floor, shoved my head in it, and ordered me not to pull it out without her authorization. She then whipped my ass with a leather whip until my hands went limp. That night she did not allow me to take my head out until the fifth hour, when she woke up from her sleep, and then kicked me over, and at that time, with my head in the bucket of night incense and my person asleep, I gave her a kick, and accidentally swallowed a mouthful of her night incense”

When Chun Mei said this, she burst into tears.

“Good sister, don’t cry, I will avenge you.”

“Don’t talk about revenge, just be nice to me tonight.”

“Of course.” Wusong said as he pressed his mouth on top of Chun Mei’s shameful hair and swam back and forth.

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