On the day the teachers left for their team-building trip, early in the morning, I carried my mom's luggage and personally saw her onto the coach. As I got off, I brushed past Principal Yan. She had brought her own luggage, and I didn't see her son—Wang Mu.
"Xu Wei, be good at home, don't run around, and study hard!" Principal Yan stopped me and gave me a lecture. Honestly, every time I see her face now, I think of her lewd behavior in private. How dare such a slut lecture me?
After dropping off the luggage, I quickly left the departure point and returned home.
Once home, I immediately arranged to meet Liu Yang at the basketball court. Liu Yang brought Fu Qinghan along. The two of us played basketball while the pretty girl sat quietly outside. "With a girlfriend like that, what more could one ask for?" I sighed.
"Your girlfriend is really great!" I said to Liu Yang as he dribbled past me.
"Of course! After this game, I'll tell you all about it slowly," Liu Yang said, pulling off a stylish spin move.
"Awesome!!" Cheers erupted across the court. I glanced at Fu Qinghan, expecting her to be excited and cheering loudly, but she remained seated quietly, showing no reaction. "Such a cool and reserved beauty. I remember how quiet she was during our dinner together the other day."
"Fu Qinghan, go buy two bottles of water and two ice creams!" Liu Yang directed the pretty girl.
"What's going on? Why are you being so secretive and sending her away?" I watched as Liu Yang slowly moved closer. "Hey! Stay away from me—I don't like men!"
"What are you thinking? This is something no one else can know," Liu Yang whispered.
"Go ahead, I'm listening," I urged him to hurry up.
"You were there when Fu Qinghan confessed to me, right? I saw you standing around the corner," he asked.
"Yeah, I was. I remember how brave she was back then. Why is she so quiet now?" I teased the couple.
"Let me tell you slowly. Do you know how I responded to her that day? I told her, 'If you can help me get first place in this month's exam, I'll be your boyfriend.'" He grinned at me.
"You got first place? I haven't even asked you yet—how did you manage that? Explain yourself! Your grades are usually so poor!" Liu Yang usually ranked around 100th in our grade, but this time he did exceptionally well and even surpassed me. If it weren't for him, I would have been first.
"It's simple—I just cheated. Fu Qinghan is our class's academic committee member. I had her hide the answers in her sleeve and secretly drop them on the floor. I sat near the teacher's desk and copied them when the teacher wasn't looking."
"But how could you get first place in the grade? If you copied from her, she should have been first," I interrupted.
"Of course, I didn't rely entirely on her. I found a mentor—he's incredibly smart. He sent me the answers to the bonus questions during the exam," Liu Yang said proudly.
"Who's your mentor?" I asked.
"My mentor said I can't tell anyone who asks, but you'll probably meet him soon," Liu Yang said mysteriously.
"Alright, since I'll meet him soon, I won't press you," I said, respecting his privacy.
"And then? You got first place, and she became your girlfriend. Isn't that a happy ending?" I added, teasing him about his newfound relationship.
"Don't interrupt, I haven't finished yet," I gestured for him to continue his performance.
"Do you know what DOM means? Right now, I'm Fu Qinghan's DOM, and she's my SUB." Liu Yang looked at me with a mysterious and proud expression.
Dom? Sub? "You mean like the master and slave stuff in those online erotic novels, right?" I indicated I'd heard a little about it. These two were really getting wild, even playing with SM.
"Exactly! You know what? She only listens to me now!"
"How did you...? Wait, that can't be right. I've known you for so many years—how come I never knew you had this skill?" I've known Liu Yang for a long time, and in my mind, he's always been a simple-minded jock.
"Of course I didn't know how, but I have a master! My master isn't just incredibly smart—he's also a very powerful Dom! He taught me how to train Fu Qinghan. I started by using verbal PUA tactics on her, planting the idea in her mind that 'if Fu Qinghan doesn't do this, it means she doesn't love me.' Like last time when we were eating together, I told her to give me oral in the men's restroom, and she actually did it. Then I told her, 'If you do this, you'll get a reward—I'll give you bracelets, necklaces, things like that.' Those accessories are expensive! I saved up my allowance for a long time to buy them. Over time, she became completely obedient to me." From Liu Yang's description, I caught a whiff of something terrifying and dangerous about this master.
"Now I tell her, 'Don't speak in public settings. If you talk too much, then your boyfriend won't have a chance to speak. You can only talk when I tell you to.' And now she's become very quiet. Over time, she's gotten used to it."
"This is personality modification!! Do you know how dangerous this is? You need to get away from that master of yours right now! Before you know it, he'll have you sold off without you even realizing it." I looked Liu Yang straight in the eyes and told him very seriously.
"Ah, come on. My master told me it's not that serious. It's just about making your girlfriend obedient. Who doesn't want an obedient girlfriend? Relax, relax. You'll understand when you meet my master." Liu Yang brushed it off.
"Master, master, master—is that all you see anymore? If your master told you to die, would you do it?" I snapped at him.
"Well... probably not." I watched as he actually hesitated. "You idiot..." I was speechless, not knowing what else to say. Next time I meet this master, I'll definitely have to confront him. I can't let my friend keep getting deceived like this.
"Next time I..." I was about to speak when I heard a very faint voice beside me say, "Water, ice cream." Fu Qinghan had somehow sat down next to Liu Yang, still as sparing with her words as ever. Seeing the situation, I quickly shut my mouth.
"Good job," Liu Yang patted Fu Qinghan's head. We were sitting on a bench next to the basketball court, and we finished our ice cream before heading home.
"For now, stop listening to your master. Wait until I've met him before you do anything else," I urged him repeatedly before we parted ways.
"Alright, alright, I got it," Liu Yang agreed, then waved goodbye to me.
After finishing the game and getting home, I ordered takeout, ate while playing on my phone, and called it a day after all the exercise.
I took out my phone and saw that my mom had sent me a bunch of travel photos—scenery from the mountaintop, group photos from dinners, pictures of everyone laughing and chatting, and even shots of the homestay they were staying in today. My mom was wearing a shirt and jeans combo, and through her ankles, I could see she had on flesh-colored stockings inside her pants, probably to prevent chafing.
"Looks great!" I replied to my mom, but after waiting a while, she didn't respond.
Ding-dong. "Xu Wei, Xu Wei, I've got something good to show you!" Brother Jie suddenly messaged me privately. Judging by the tone, it seemed like it was his alternate account. I wasn't as wary of his alternate account, so I told him to send it over.
Brother Jie sent a five-minute video that looked like it was filmed with a phone. In the pitch-black night, only the phone's flashlight provided illumination. Through the light, I could see a woman standing naked beside a building made of blue bricks. Her face wasn't blurred, but she wore a black mask. Along the edge of the mask, a trickle of saliva slowly dripped down, reflecting a faint glimmer under the phone's light—likely from a gag stuffed inside the mask. Through the uncovered part of her eyes, I was 100% certain this woman was Principal Yan.
The woman first stood up and bowed, striking a pose as if making an entrance. Then she immediately knelt down and kowtowed. Beside her, neatly folded, were a black-and-gold cheongsam, a pair of lace-trimmed black stockings, and a pair of black pointed-toe high heels—the exact outfit Principal Yan wore for the school anniversary dance performance! Next, the woman in the video began her dance performance, with the same steps and movements as during the anniversary show, though some parts were slightly modified since the original performance was a duet and now she was alone. In one graceful move, she bent backward to pick up the black stockings from the ground. Then, following the music, she kicked out her leg, raising her left leg straight up and slipping the stocking on, followed by her right leg. After that, she executed a smooth 360-degree spin in place, fastening the stockings' clasps in the process. During the circular movement segment, she used her toes like a compass to trace a perfect circle on the ground, all while slipping on the provocative black high heels. For the final sequence, she picked up the black cheongsam from the ground, using it like a dance prop—a flowing fan, opening and closing it as she bent and spun. Instantly, the swirling black cheongsam transformed into a scene reminiscent of the spinning handkerchiefs in Errenzhuan folk performances. The black cheongsam blended into the night, with only the golden embroidery tracing beautiful arcs in the air. For the last move, she lifted her left leg horizontally at a 90-degree angle, toes pointed, and spun 360 degrees in place—perfectly executed. The moment she completed the spin, the long black cheongsam was fully and flawlessly draped over her body.
Another bow followed by a kowtow, and the woman signaled that her performance was complete.
"Dress-up dance?" I've seen strip teases in my life, but this is the first time I've come across a "dress-up dance." Unlike the vulgar and erotic nature of a striptease, the woman's "dress-up dance" was fluid and graceful, with seamless transitions between movements. The act of putting on clothes was perfectly integrated, as she gradually went from being completely naked to fully dressed in elegant attire... "Sacred, dignified, yet indecent—so beautiful." Even though I consider Principal Yan a bitch in my heart, I couldn't help but admire this performance.
"Not bad," I replied to Brother Jie, careful not to let my emotions show too much. This was a lesson I learned after my last failed encounter with him.
Brother Jie didn't respond and disappeared again.
Drip, drop. Drip, drop. Just then, a call came through from an unknown number. I answered it tentatively.
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