Nalan Yanran slept soundly again. When she got up the next morning, she
took the "stocking bag" out of her boots, untied the knot on the outside, and
took out the innermost pair of stockings. Looking at Xiao Yan, who was still
lying inside the stockings as if he were dead, Nalan Yanran revealed her little
devilish smile again.
Just like yesterday, she reached out and touched Xiao Yan inside the
stockings with her finger, "Are you still alive? If you are, get up for me."
Xiao Yan, who was inside the stockings, was jolted awake. He opened his
eyes and glared at Nalan Yanran, but said nothing.
"Oh, is the little bug still angry? Go ahead and yell, why aren't you yelling
anymore?" Yanran said with a grin when she saw Xiao Yan's angry glare.
"snort."
Xiao Yan didn't say a word, turning his back to Yanran. However, where
Yanran couldn't see, a cold smile appeared on his lips as he recalled what Yao
Lao had told him earlier: "Don't immediately show submission to her, as that
will only arouse her suspicion. You still need to act angry and hostile, and then
pretend to be tamed by her little by little over the next period of time."
Nalan Yanran was naturally unaware of what Xiao Yan was thinking.
Seeing that although Xiao Yan was still angry, he did not curse as fiercely as he
had yesterday, she thought that her punishment yesterday had worked. She
was quite pleased with herself and flicked Xiao Yan's petite body. "Hmph, let's
see if you dare to defy me again. If there is a next time, I will punish you in the
same way."
"........." Xiao Yan remained silent.
"However, I punished you so harshly yesterday, and your performance
today has been satisfactory to me, so I still have to give you some
compensation."
Yanran continued, "So, I'll change into a new pair of stockings today."
After saying that, Yanran took out a new pair of black stockings, put Xiao
Yan inside, and then, as usual, lifted her foot and put Xiao Yan into her
stockings.
"Hmph, if you dare to tickle my feet again today, you just wait."
After putting on her stockings, Yanran didn't forget to warn him, then
picked up her ankle boots and put them on before leaving to go find her
teacher to practice with.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yan lay motionless inside Nalan Yanran's shoes, inhaling
her increasingly pungent foot odor.
However, after learning the secret of the Burning Technique, Xiao Yan
suddenly no longer found Nalan Yanran's smelly feet annoying, nor did he find
the damp and stuffy environment inside her boots uncomfortable. He even
stopped caring about his erect penis.
"It seems the teacher was right. I do really enjoy the feeling of being a
woman's insole, but I used to ignore this feeling because of the humiliation and
despair I felt."
Thinking this to himself, Xiao Yan silently began to circulate his Dou Qi
according to the method Yao Lao had taught him the previous night. Sure
enough, he felt his Dou Qi filling up at a rather rapid pace. At the same time,
he also felt that something was entering his body from the damp and stuffy
environment inside his boots, helping to improve his Dou Qi.
"Haha, it seems the teacher was right. This way of cultivating is indeed
twice as effective with half the effort," Xiao Yan thought excitedly.
As for Yanran, she was completely unaware of all this. Seeing that Xiao Yan
had indeed stopped tickling her feet and was just lying there obediently, Nalan
Yanran was very pleased, thinking that her punishment and warning had
worked. So she strode forward, her beautiful little face full of sunshine.
Later, she felt Xiao Yan's penis getting hard again inside her shoe, and she
was immediately seized by a playful impulse. She skillfully used her toes to
clamp Xiao Yan's penis and began to manipulate it with her steps.
"Ah! So good…so good! Faster! Faster! I'm coming! Ah!!!"
Having already made up his mind, Xiao Yan began to enjoy the pleasure of
being trampled, manipulated, and ravaged by Nalan Yanran without any
scruples. His erect penis quickly reached its peak under the constant friction
of Nalan Yanran's toes. The intense pleasure instantly rushed to his cerebral
cortex, causing Xiao Yan's penis to ejaculate continuously like a fountain,
venting his desires to the fullest.
Yanran felt her feet becoming increasingly slippery and smiled happily. She
loved the sensation and quickened the stroking of her toes. Under Yunyun's
guidance, she began practicing swordsmanship. The slipperiness and the sense
of accomplishment from conquering Xiao Yan put her in a great mood, her
face beaming with sunshine. She practiced swordsmanship with great energy.
Yun Yun couldn't help but praise her, saying that after resting for a day, she
was indeed in better condition.
Of course, Yunyun didn't know that there was someone else in Yanran's
shoe who was also in a great mood.
"Ah!!! That felt so good!!!" Xiao Yan, who had already lost count of how
many times he had released, actually shouted out loudly and joyfully inside
Nalan Yanran's boots.
Time passed by, and under Nalan Yanran's constant tutelage, Xiao Yan
seemed to become more and more "obedient." From his initial angry curses
and fierce resistance, he now lay motionless as if resigned to his fate, letting
himself be ravaged, as if he had truly succumbed to Nalan Yanran's "tyranny."
Nalan Yanran was naturally quite pleased with herself, feeling that she had
tamed Xiao Yan.
Seeing that Xiao Yan was becoming more and more "obedient", she relaxed
her control over him a bit. Although she would still often come up with
various ideas to torment Xiao Yan, at this time, her "torture" was already
enjoyable for Xiao Yan.
Being kept in shoes as insoles by Nalan Yanran is still an essential part of
his daily life. Sometimes, Nalan Yanran will restore Xiao Yan to his normal size
and then play with his amusing "big meat stick" with her feet. For example,
sometimes when Nalan Yanran is reading, she will restore Xiao Yan to his
normal size and tie him to his four legs under the desk. She will then take off
her shoes and step on Xiao Yan's naked body with her black-stockinged feet.
"Hehe, besides putting you in my shoes as an insole, I also think it would
be nice to restore you to your normal size and use you as a foot pad."
While looking at the book on the table, Nalan Yanran kept moving her feet.
One foot was rubbing against Xiao Yan's big penis repeatedly, while the other
foot was put into Xiao Yan's mouth, making Xiao Yan lick her foot with his
tongue.
Of course, Xiao Yan faithfully carried out Nalan Yanran's orders, diligently
licking and sucking Nalan Yanran's smelly black silk feet with his tongue,
while his own penis continuously spit out thick white liquid under Yanran's
trampling.
"Hehe, my little puppy is getting more and more well-behaved. If only you
had done this earlier, I wouldn't have had to torture you like that."
Nalan Yanran smiled happily, "Good dog, keep pleasing your master like
this, and your master will not treat you badly."
Upon hearing Yanran's words, Xiao Yan rolled his eyes disdainfully from
under the table, though Yanran didn't see it.
At night, Nalan Yanran would shrink Xiao Yan and put him into her smelly
stockings that she had worn for a day or even several days, and then stuff them
into her smelly boots.
Whenever Yanran went to bed, Xiao Yan, hidden inside the boots, would
absorb the essence of the foot odor and sweat inside the boots under the
guidance of Yao Lao, thus aiding his cultivation.
In his daily, secret cultivation, Xiao Yan made rapid progress, breaking
through to the Dou Zhe level in just a few months. After learning the complete
version of the Burning Blade Technique, his progress became even more
remarkable.
However, in front of Nalan Yanran, Xiao Yan still pretended to be a useless
person who had lost all his fighting spirit, so that she did not notice anything
unusual.
Before we knew it, several months had passed.
It was another ordinary night. Nalan Yanran sat on the bed, reading a book
by candlelight. Her small, black-stockinged feet were crossed on the bed, and
her little feet were kicking up and down.
In front of Nalan Yanran's tiny black-stockinged feet was Xiao Yan in his
miniature form. At this moment, Xiao Yan was not dressed in black stockings
by Nalan Yanran, but was standing on the bed, holding the black-stockinged
feet in front of him that were larger than his own body and as big as a small
mountain, and was licking them to his heart's content.
The pungent smell of feet and the salty, fishy smell of sweat were licked
into Xiao Yan's mouth, bite by bite.
After several months, the smelly black silk-clad feet that he once loathed
now tasted somewhat delicious, as could be seen from Xiao Yan's slightly
enjoyable expression.
"Good job, little puppy, your owner is very satisfied."
Nalan Yanran also felt very comfortable as Xiao Yan licked her feet.
Although it was only to humiliate Xiao Yan at first, Nalan Yanran had now
completely fallen in love with this feeling. Being licked by Xiao Yan and having
her soles lightly tickled with controllable force felt like a foot massage to Nalan
Yanran, making her very relaxed and as if the fatigue of a day's cultivation had
been swept away.
Xiao Yan, at this moment, was already behaving quite docilely, even taking
the initiative to please Nalan Yanran. He seemed to have been completely
tamed, just like a well-behaved and obedient pet.
Nalan Yanran also adored this little pet.
Of course, Xiao Yan had indeed fallen completely in love with this feeling,
but it was only in love with the feeling, not a submission to Nalan Yanran.
"Master, the little puppy wants to lie in your feet for a while." Xiao Yan,
who had licked Nalan Yanran's two beautiful feet all over, pleaded with Nalan
Yanran in a very obedient tone.
"Hehe, you're a good puppy, so I'll grant your wish."
Yanran chuckled, then rolled over and lay face down on the bed, her two
small, black-stockinged feet together, even stretched out, on the bed. "Come
on, lie down."
Xiao Yan stood in front of Nalan Yanran's feet, looking at her two jade feet
together. Although covered by stockings, the hollow between her feet was still
clearly visible.
Xiao Yan climbed onto Nalan Yanran's feet and lay down on them. It has to
be said that these soft feet were indeed more comfortable than any mattress.
Xiao Yan lay comfortably on Nalan Yanran's feet, but a new worry arose in
his mind. At this moment, Xiao Yan's strength had reached the peak of Dou
Zhe, the same as Nalan Yanran's.
Yes, that means that, according to what Yao Lao said before, it would be
difficult for him to make any further progress under Nalan Yanran's feet, and
he would have to find a new woman with stronger abilities.
"Finding a stronger woman isn't difficult, but how do I get her to agree to
let me be her insole?"
Xiao Yan lay down on Yanran's feet, holding his head, lost in thought.
"Sigh, never mind, I'll rest first and think about it later."
After racking his brains for a long time without coming up with a good
solution, Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, turned around and buried his
face in Nalan Yanran's black stockings, indulging in the stench of Nalan
Yanran's feet.
However, Xiao Yan did not expect that this opportunity would appear so
soon.