That year I was transferred to the company’s work in Eastern Europe p. Originally, according to the regulations, my wife can go abroad with me to follow the appointment, but she has her career in the country, so do not want to go out as a family member. I had no choice but to go alone.
When one person is away from home, it is difficult to spend his spare time, except for surfing the internet and watching TV, it is really boring and lonely. Sometimes I find a few Chinese friends to go to a family restaurant to have a drink and chat to kill time.
I met a middle-aged couple in the Chinese community in P. We often drank and chatted together, and gradually we became good friends who could talk about anything. They came to China in the early nineties. At the beginning, the two couples rely on the shoulder to carry back to back from the country to dump some clothing to earn money, after ten years of hard work, their business is bigger and bigger. Now, they not only have several Chinese clothing franchise chain stores in the country, but also opened several stores in neighboring countries.
Both couples are 40 years old, the man’s name is Wang, the woman’s name is Li. Because of the old Wang contact more, so meet each other more casually, I do not know from when we started, we call each other brother and brother up, I call him Wang brother, he called me cattle brother.
They have obtained permanent residency in p, got green cards, and bought a luxurious home and a villa. Although they have earned a lot of money and are considered the best among the local Chinese. However, for the sake of business, these two families are busy enough, busy all day long, not home, three days running outside, but also from time to time to return to the country to order.
They had a daughter named your daughter, who was exactly 18 years old and was attending high school in P. Wang told me that she had settled in P with them when she was 8 years old. Mr. Wang told me that your daughter came with them when she was eight years old, and now she has mastered the language so well that if you just listen to her, you will be able to understand her.
If you don’t see the person you’re talking to, you won’t even know she’s a Chinese girl. Mr. Wang said that what made him anxious was that your daughter could hardly speak Chinese! The two of them were so busy with their business that they didn’t have time to take care of her. They took her back to China a few times, but she said she wasn’t used to living there and made a fuss about coming back, and at this rate, I’m afraid she won’t be able to speak a word of Chinese in less than two years.
I met your daughter once, and that time I was invited to her home. The little girl is a little beauty: 1,72 meters tall, long legs, definitely model material, a melon face with two shallow dimples, watery almond eyes as if they could speak, white and tender skin, a head of thick black hair draped over the shoulders, a good little Oriental beauty!
However, this child’s temperament is also odd enough, her father told her to call me Uncle Niu, she just do not call, but also with the eyes slanting look at me, a face of not Xiao Xiao. Her father, mom is also indifferent. Old Wang explained to me that usually light outside busy, rarely able to go home to accompany the child, feel quite sorry for the child, so always accommodate her, have spoiled her.
A Saturday, Lao Wang called me, want me to go to his home, said there is something to discuss. I wondered what it could be. I arrived at his house on time, and all three members of his family were there. Old Wang looked at me with a smile and said, “Brother Niu! You have to help my little brother, I want to ask you to tutor your daughter in Chinese, don’t refuse! Four times a month, one day a week on Saturdays, I will pay you….” I was surprised and unprepared for Wang’s words. I thought that your daughter still didn’t know what her attitude would be, and she wasn’t an easy person to deal with! I turned my head to look at your daughter, but I didn’t expect her to nod her head a few times at me. In that case, what could I say? So I said to Old Wang, “We’re all friends, what’s the point of talking about compensation? It’s just that my level is limited, so I’ll do my best.” And so the matter was settled.
At first, I was worried that the little girl would not learn properly and would even play tricks on me, so I was a bit wary. The result was beyond my expectation, she learned extremely seriously. I told her stories, told her history, read to her, and forced her to chat with me in Chinese. After a few months, her conversational Chinese skills improved significantly, and her reading level also improved. Her parents were so happy that they thanked me profusely.
When summer came, Mr. and Mrs. Wang were going back to China to order winter clothes and take care of some business matters, and they would be gone for more than a month. Before they left, they specially entrusted your daughter to me, asking me not only to continue teaching her Chinese, but also to take care of her in her daily life. Wang told me that when your daughter was a child, whenever the couple had to go out of town, they used to put her up in the home of a P-Chinese man, and now that she was older, the couple felt more at ease with me taking care of her.
A few days after Mr. and Mrs. Wang left, your daughter was on summer vacation. Saturday came again, and I came to her house on time as usual. As soon as I entered the house, I saw a small suitcase by her side and asked with a smile, “Are you going on a trip too? The little girl smiled at me, said mysteriously, today we move the classroom to my villa to go on, how? I will give you a surprise!
I have heard that her family has a beautiful villa in the B Lake scenic area, I have never been there, this time it is an opportunity, why not go to open eyes? So I nodded my head. Yuan Yuan carried a small suitcase to take me to the parking space of her house, I was playing a question mark in my mind: just one day’s work, but also with a box for what? Although I had doubts, I couldn’t ask too many questions about a girl’s business.
Hope had gotten her driver’s license and she insisted on driving herself. One and a half hours later, the car drove to the front of her villa. The villa was built near a large lake, less than 100 meters from the shore, and was surrounded by green grass.
In the distance, the woods were patches of trees, which seemed unusually secluded. There weren’t too many villas here, sparsely scattered in the grass or woods along the coast, a typical rich man’s villa area.
Her family’s villa is a small two-story brick building with a large yard full of flowers, plants and fruit trees, and a grove of trees at the back. On the first floor of the villa are two bedrooms and a large living room, as well as the kitchen and bathroom, etc.; the second floor has three rooms, as well as the bathroom and storage room; the first floor of the lower part of a very large semi-underground garage, the car can be driven directly from the yard into the garage.
Hope led me directly to the second floor…her boudoir. Her room was about 20 square meters in size and had a pitched roof with wooden beams painted in the color of antique tung, giving it a rustic and rugged look, but this style of room didn’t seem to be suitable for a young girl’s boudoir. I asked Hope why she didn’t choose a room on the first floor. She glared at me and said, “I don’t want to live so close to them!
The house is fully furnished with furniture and electrical appliances, and strangely enough, in the middle of the house, under a beam, there is a four-legged long table, which is extremely incongruous with the layout of the whole room, and I don’t know what it is for. I sat on the sofa and surveyed the entire room while asking what topic of conversation was today. Your daughter stood next to the long table, facing me, and said, “Can I ask a few words in Chinese? I said sure. She pointed a finger at her bulging breasts and asked what it was called. I was flabbergasted, but then I realized that I had never touched on this kind of topic in class before, and since she was already a big girl, it made sense that she would want to know the names of the organs of the human body since she was studying Chinese.
So I answered, “It’s a breast.”
Then she turned around with her ass facing me, patted her slightly upturned, round, fleshy ass with her hand, and turned back around to ask what it was called.
“Ass.”
“What about that eye in there?”
“It’s called anal, and it’s also called ass-hole!” As soon as my words left my mouth, Hope actually sat down on the long table, spread her legs, and rubbed her pussy with her hands! By this time, I was red in the face and didn’t know what to do.
She narrowed her eyes, stared at me, then said in a strange tone, I do not ask, let’s watch a CD-ROM. Then she said, without waiting for my reaction, she jumped down from the table and took out a CD-ROM from the mouthpiece of her clothes and put it on the video player.
This is a Japanese CD-ROM about sexual abuse, and it is the first time in my life that I have seen such a high quality CD-ROM with such a clear picture (without mosaic) and such a comprehensive content. The content included bondage, spanking, anal and vaginal abuse, etc. It made my blood run cold, and my dick was protesting! In fact, I wanted to stop Hope, and then angrily brushed my sleeve away, the struggle was quite intense, but in the end, desire overcame reason.
When the CD was more than halfway through, Hope left the room for some reason and I continued to watch it by myself. I had just finished watching it when I saw her walk in naked with her bare ass! Yikes, this little Oriental beauty looked so charming naked! The proportionality and slimness of her body was simply impeccable, and I could not stop looking at her.
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She put the small suitcase she brought on the sofa beside me and opened it, loading it with tools for playing sexual abuse, it was really a variety of things, all kinds of things, and it was a sight to see. It was my first time to see this kind of thing in real life, and I had only seen pictures on websites before. I asked your daughter what would happen if her parents found out about this stuff. She laughed and said, “I’m not going to let them see it! Normally this thing is kept at my friend’s house. I asked if it was her boyfriend. She said no, just a friend she hangs out with. She said this friend’s parents are divorced and he has a house of his own. I already knew what your daughter’s intentions were today, but my heart was still clinging to the last line of defense, which was that Hope was my friend’s daughter and I couldn’t do anything to wrong my friend.
Your daughter picked up a thick dildo from the box, then sat down on the long table across the room and inserted it expertly into her vagina, and I hastened to stop it: you’re so young, and you’re breaking your daughter’s body? A sneer rose to the corners of her mouth, “Where do you think this is? This is Europe! All the girls in our class were not daughters long ago!”
I was dumbfounded.
As she pumped the dildo vigorously in and out of her cunt, she drifted me with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes and said, “Come on! Come play with me, come sexually abuse me….”
I ignored her, and she went on to say, “I thought you were very manly, but I didn’t realize that you were a coward on the outside!
“I said you dead girl! Don’t you talk tough, piss me off and I’ll make you cry!”
She grinned lightly, “Come on then, this girl is up for it, coward!”
Her words instantly enraged me, causing my desire, which I had long been sexually starved and had been desperately suppressing for years, to erupt like a volcano all of a sudden. I sprang up from the couch, rushed to the long table, and very roughly pinned your daughter down on the long table, tied her hands and feet to the table’s legs with a rope, shoved another pillow into the lower part of her little tummy to make her buttocks rise even higher, and tied her waist to the table several times with another piece of rope. I found a two-foot long, specially designed spanking paddle from her suitcase, and I swung it up and gave her a hard spanking on her ass, and with a crisp sound, a bright red paddle mark appeared on her snow-white and tender ass.
Hope didn’t forget to call me a “coward!” in addition to an “ouch!” I was so angry that I gave her one spank after another. A spanking sound, a “Ouch, coward!” I scolded her, and I didn’t stop until I had given her more than 20 spanks. When I looked at her bottom, it was already red and swollen, and there was a crisscross of raised marks from the spanks, which was a horrible sight to see. However, your daughter still refused to give up, and was still cursing “Coward! Coward! I didn’t want to beat her any more, because it would be a problem if I really broke her.
Now that we’re off to a good start, why not have some fun? That’s what it’s all about anyway. I untied Hope and ordered her to lie down on the long table. When her ass touched the surface of the table, it hurt so much that she sucked in her breath, but she still obediently did as I asked, bending her legs up and lying in an M-shape, changing her brash appearance from earlier. I wanted to pick her anus and vagina with my hand first, and then use the tools. I inserted the index finger of my right hand into her vagina and the middle finger into her anus, and played with the inside of it, experiencing the sensation of a thin layer of flesh separating the inside of her anus from the inside of her vagina.
She wasn’t idle either, moaning softly while talking to me off and on. She asked me if I knew that in ancient Korea there was a type of torture dedicated to these two areas of a woman’s body. I said no.
She told me that this kind of criminal law is to insert a sharpened wooden stick into a woman’s vagina, puncture the intestinal wall and then come out from the anus…; she also told me that there was a kind of criminal law in the ancient Turks, in which sharpened wooden stakes were buried in the ground, and the tortured person was made to sit on top of the stakes, which would penetrate into the tortured person’s anus and gradually enter into the internal organs, and she died after about a day and a night, which was a kind of criminal law that made the tortured person feel quite painful. Finally, she also told me about the torture used by the U.S. Army on Vietnamese women during the Vietnam War, such as inserting a red-hot iron rod into the anus; stuffing gasoline-soaked cotton into a woman’s vagina and setting it on fire; burning the anus with an alcohol blowtorch; and sticking a steel needle along the periphery of the anus into the body, and then shoving a thick stick into the anus after a full circle of sticking, etc. These things were very difficult for me to understand, as I had no idea of what was happening in the anus. These things are unheard of for me.
I wondered, this girl was so young, where did she know all this from? Of course she emphasized that it wasn’t that she wanted to be subjected to such a penal code, she just felt that she felt more stimulated by talking about such things while being played with by men. She said that it would be better for me to say such things for better results.
I rummaged through Hope’s suitcase and found a vaginal dilator that immediately piqued my interest. I’ve never seen what a woman’s pussy actually looks like on the inside until I’ve grown to this age. It’s a woman’s private part, and for men, there will always be a sense of mystery and temptation. But before, how could I ever have such an opportunity?
Hope’s pubic hair had grown in vigorously, thick and dense, just a little yellow and soft. I used my hand to peel back her labia minora, inserted the dilator’s duckbill slowly deep into her vagina, and then adjusted the bolts as the dilator’s duckbill gradually held her vaginal opening open. I used a flashlight to look closely into the depths of her vagina, and the mouth of her uterus was clearly visible. The uterine opening was a bit like the anus, also with folds, just a bit thicker, probably because the uterine opening would need to open wider when she gave birth to a child in the future, and the color was different from that of the anus, it was a bright pink color.