Robots help you with the housework, but they help you with your composition.

Two days later, the master summoned the servants and maids of the whole hospital and watched the reckless maid be punished. The servant girl was ordered to drink three pots of water first, then stripped off all her pants, including * * *, revealing a faint * * *, kneeling on the coffee table in the hall. The housekeeper ordered the maid to hold * * * high, and it must reach the specified height to fully expose the light * * *; Spread your legs and let * * * be completely exposed. Don't move on your stomach like this, hang your ass for an hour, and let her fully feel humiliated. After hanging his ass, the housekeeper personally executed the execution. Use a bamboo whip first. The servant girl sobbed softly, waiting for punishment. With a "whew", the bamboo whip cut through the air and pulled down without warning-pa! Ah! Bang! Ah! The naked * * * bulged with pink stripes, and two delicate * * * petals trembled in the cool air ... The girl lay on the table again. "You four, hold hands and feet, separate her legs! Bitch, push it up! Let everyone see your light and your * * *! Now punish * * *, don't pee! " The housekeeper said bitterly that the servant girl felt the urine in her lower abdomen-three pots of water were not drunk for nothing. Bang! Bang! Bang! The thin cane was pulled down without breathing. She cried for mercy and trembled all over ... After more than 20 times, she peed. She felt the eyes of everyone gloating, the pain of * * *, the swelling of her hips, and knew that she would be miserable next. She is prone on the table, with her legs apart, holding her feet high for everyone to see, and then putting her legs at her sides, highlighting * * * and * * *. The servant girl cried for mercy in pain and cried with a pretty face.

The composition typed by robots (must be robots) is the best in school.

When my father was a child, he used his hands at first, then a broom, a feather duster and then a ruler.

I seldom get beaten because of my poor grades, but if I don't obey or make any serious mistakes, my father will beat me, which makes me very hurt.

Before each beating, my father will write a confession, and then decide how many times to beat according to the size of the mistake and the attitude of admitting it.

Don't yell or beg for mercy when you hit someone, or you'll hit again. If you block or dodge with your hand, you can't fight any more, and the number doubles.

The first thing to do when I go home every day is to report to my father whether there is an exam today and what the exam score is. If it is higher than the "fractional line", dad will be in high spirits, but if it is lower than the "fractional line", dad will immediately pull his face down and say, "Do you know the rules?" What are the rules? Nature is beaten.

In this case, it's no use begging for mercy, so I'll go to the study and kneel down honestly. When he finishes his work, washes his hands and sits on the corner of the bed, I will stand up. My dad will take off my pants, and then I will stand in front of my dad with my legs crossed, revealing my strong * * *. I am tall, so my eggs are big and soft.

My father is a soldier and his hands are surprisingly strong. It's usually marked in red. What impressed me the most was a fight in the second semester of Senior Two.

A composition typed in * *

I was beaten twice by my brother, who is only 1 year older than me and two years older than me, but I seem to be many years younger than him in his heart. When I was a child, my brother came to help me, dried my tears and gave me candy. When I was in primary school, I was always beaten by my father for being naughty or cheating in exams. My brother will persuade my dad, then come and help me put on my pants and take me to his room. I will have to do it myself.

I always feel that my brother has given me too little love. I should be a "nurse sister". Once I was playing table tennis at home and the ball fell to the top of the cupboard (very high ~ ~). I asked him to help me get it. I gave him a good kick when he stepped on the stool. My brother fell at once. Very painful. I was scared to cry by him. He still said, "It's okay, don't cry."

"That time he broke a bone, but he didn't tell my father it was me, so I naturally didn't get beaten.

Type a composition.

Lili 17 years old. She has just entered high school and is a slim and beautiful girl.

On weekends, she invited her deskmate Ping Li to do homework at home and communicate with each other.

Lily doesn't like weekends. Every weekend, she is alone at home. Her parents' career has developed rapidly in recent years. Now the small business has become a big company. She is so busy that she goes out early and comes back late almost every day, and seldom spends time with Lily.

Although my parents are very busy, they are still very strict with Lili, and they don't go out to play at will even on weekends.

Therefore, Lili can only find someone to accompany her.

Ping Li arrived earlier than the appointed time.

Ping Li and Lily are the same age and are very handsome.

They didn't start doing their homework first, but were chatting.

Ping Li is interested in Lily's wardrobe. She wants to see what beautiful clothes Lily has. She usually wears a school uniform at school and has no chance to see it.

Lili is also very generous, showing all her favorite clothes and skirts.

Ping Li, on the other hand, tried to associate himself with the beautiful. They searched almost the whole wardrobe, talking and laughing, and were very happy.

At this time, Ping Li saw a wooden board with a handle hanging on one side of the wardrobe. The wooden board with a handle was about half a meter long.

Very fine, it looks deliberate, very smooth and textured.

Curiously asked, "Lily, what is this board for?" When asked about this, the smile on Lili's face became unnatural. "Nothing, hehe ..." She didn't want to answer.

"What is it for?" Ping Li weighed the chessboard with his hand, but he still didn't know what it was for.

"Er ... actually this ... this is ..." Lili blushed a little.

"Oh, just say for the sake of what, don't speak hesitatingly, what are you afraid of.

"Ping Li or the appearance of a pair of ignorant.

"Well ... Ping Li, I tell you, when you are a good sister, but you must keep it a secret from me! Don't tell anyone, okay? " Lily said mysteriously.

At this time, Ping Li felt very strange that this matter must be kept secret? The more mysterious she is, the more curious she is.

"good! I promise, I will keep a secret.

Swear! Good sisters, hee hee ... "Ping Li promised.

"well.

Okay, then.

"Lily blushed a little, and her eyes didn't know where to look.

"This ... this is my parents' punishment for me.

""punishment? How to punish? " Li Ping doesn't quite understand.

"alas.

Actually ... actually, to put it bluntly, it's just ... "Lili still can't say it.

"What?" "It is when I make a mistake that my parents use it to punish me. That's it ... that is ... just use it to hit me.

"Throwing caution to the wind, lily.

"What? Called * * *? " Ping Li stare big eyes, playing * * * this punishment only seen on TV, I didn't think it really happened to my classmates.

"So ... how did your parents beat you?" Ping Li is getting more and more curious.

"Well ... alas ..." Lily seems to regret it and shouldn't have said such a shameful thing.

"Don't worry, good sisters, I must keep a secret.

"Ping Li like to appease lily.

Lily looked up at Ping Li. "Just ... take off your pants, get down and light the lamp ..." "Ah! ...

Have you typed your composition? You need a new one.

urgent

I am a boy.

I went to the internet cafe at night and got caught again.

When I got home, Dad just said, "You know the rules.

"Ah, to be beaten again.

I walked into the room, took off my pants and lay on the bed.

Dad came soon and said, "How many times?" I dare not say.

"Quick say.

"Dad looked at me with a scowl.

I was startled.

Busy said: "hit *** 100 times with a hand board.

Hit *** 50 times with a cane belt.

Hit 200 times with slippers.

A total of * * * ... a total of ***500.

""just know, don't move, or ... "There are various possibilities.

First, I hit it with my hand. I closed my eyes and tried not to care about the pain.

I heard a noise from behind.

Typing * * * composition (editing, hard work, typing everywhere) The woman hits the man, and the man's name is Zhao. ...

When I was in the third grade, my mother sent me to the Youth Palace to study composition.

On the day I went to the Youth Palace to report, my mother scattered my ponytail and put on white cloth shoes for me.

"Mom, why are you dressed like this?" I asked my mother curiously.

"You are a stiff-headed child. If you wear a ponytail and high heels, the teacher will put you behind when arranging seats, understand? " I quickly asked, "Do I have to dress like this in my composition class in the future?" Mom smiled and poked my forehead with her finger: "You don't have to ask. After the seats are arranged, you can wear whatever you want.

"But ..." Before I could speak, my mother seemed to think of something again and interrupted me: "Oh, remember to bend your knees when you row seats in the future.

"Mother's stern eyes and imperative language pressed me like a jack, and I nodded unconsciously.

"But what about the students behind?" This sentence is stuck in my throat like shark's fin. I can't get up or down.

On the way to sign up, it seems that two children are arguing in their hearts. One child asked me to listen to my mother and avoid being baptized like a storm. Another child asked me to uphold justice and straighten my legs.

Under this ambivalent psychology, I entered the class, and soon the teacher began to arrange seats, and soon a team of "long queues" was born. The teacher pushed the tall students back and adjusted the short students forward. Seeing the teacher coming, I decided to straighten my legs as the second child said.

Of course, I was transferred to the back row and felt as if I had unloaded a big burden. But when I saw my mother outside the door, a belt appeared in front of me, but I was willing to accept her corporal punishment.

After composition class, my mother dragged me home with a livid face. As soon as she came in, she slapped me hard: "Are you a child without ears? Why can't you remember what I said? " I touched my spicy cheek and didn't "do a review" as before.

Because I know that my insistence is right, the balance in my heart has weighed out who is right and who is wrong. In the face of morality, being beaten is so insignificant.

My mother looked at me as bored and silent, and my grumpy temper seemed to have been poured with a big bucket of oil. "Volcano" erupted: "See if you dare to disobey me in the future!" After the belt drew an arc in the air, it fell mercilessly on me. The red ribbon looks so dazzling that my mother is like an angry lion, scolding and beating at the same time.

Tears swirled in my eyes, but never fell. I was black and blue all over, and I was numb with pain.

I don't know how I spent that night. I only remember that under the dim moonlight, my mother shed tears of distress and rubbed medicine for me. My heart is full of grievances, and my tears keep falling.

Although it has been a long time, it has always been an indelible memory and shadow in my heart. This is my most unforgettable beating, but I still don't regret it.

...

What compositions are marked with * *?

One day, I was beaten by my mother and my Chinese paper was handed out. I saw a red 78, and my mother asked me for it 100. I have always been the first in my class, but this time I came last.

After school, the head teacher pulled me into the office, "Zhang Jingyi! You came last in this exam! I want to find your parents! " I thought, what, looking for my parents, isn't that killing me? When all the teachers in the office left, my mother came. She said angrily, "Come home with me!" "When I got home, my mother said to me," Take off your pants! "I didn't move. My mother forcibly pulled down my pants and pulled me onto the balcony. I think the best she can do is hit me with her hand.

But my mother went there for something, "no! It's family law! " It seems that I escaped this disaster.

Mother said, "You used to be very young, but now you have grown up. It is time to use French! " "My mother pointed to the bench and said to me," Get down! Put * * * on it! "I had to lie there, holding * * *. My family's method is to use a ruler made of good bamboo and hit * * *, which is very painful.

"You know the rules of our family, 100 points, one point less, twice, one * * * is 44 times.

"Before I knew it, the ruler fell on my little * * *, wow! I cried, and my crying alarmed my classmate and next-door neighbor-Wang Yitong, who is my sworn enemy. I'm embarrassed to let him see this photo.

After 44 strokes, my mother said, "It's not over yet.

"My mother pulled me into the living room and said," Don't mention pants, stand in the corner 1 hour, reflect on yourself and move, *** 10.

"Many students look at me in the window as a punishment, I don't know.

That class made me get full marks almost every time, but how dare I go to school the next day? ...

Type the composition of * * *.

Clap your hands, the room constantly wear the voice of * * * and beg for mercy.

In the morning, Xiaoxue and Xiao Qiang bet that whoever loses will be beaten countless times.

It was forced again, and Xiaoxue was lost. In the afternoon, Xiaoxue was taken to a house, a kilo of house, and Xiaoxue was scared silly.

The walls of the room are covered with torture devices, and the floor is covered with glass.

It seems that Xiao Qiang is ready. "Put your clothes on * * *" and smile.

Xiaoxue cried in fear. If I knew, I wouldn't bet with this pervert.

Xiaoxue took off her clothes and knelt on the ground. Ah, she gave a little cry.

Xiao Qiang saw her clothes, but he didn't move. Xiaoxue's figure is so attractive: his whole body is white with a healthy pink color, his hips are slightly upturned proudly, and he is trembling slightly because of Xiaoxue's sniffing.

Xiao Qiang fulfilled his vision and finally began to work. His elastic whip, soaked in salt water, pulled hard at the * * place of Xiaoxue. Xiaoxue, because he was unguarded, put his hands on the ground, but his hands were immediately stained with blood by the glass.

Ah! She let out a cry of pain.

Xiao Qiang was very happy. With a few whips, Xiaoxue's pink color turned crimson. Whoops, please give me a break. Light snow kept begging, but how could Xiao Qiang stop, pattering and whipping? Light snow * * bloody, unbearable, lying on the ground.

Xiao Qiang is also tired, so let Xiaoxue open her mouth and put her penis in.

Xiaoxue can only bear it silently.

I ...

Beware that Superman's composition is typed by other Superman, who has it! Please.

After sweetheart superman finished eating, he was careful that Superman vomited just after taking a bite and said, "It's terrible! Sweetheart superman, you had better not cook in the future! " Sweetheart superman was very angry. He picked up Beware Superman, put him on the sofa and said, "I told you, my cooking was terrible! Take off your pants * * *! Don't blame me if you don't take it off! " Beware of Superman, he is still cold. Sweetheart is so popular that he takes off his pants.

Let him lie on his lap and say, "Count well, a thousand times, no more, no less.

For the sake of a novice, I'll just fight.

Yell at me ten times, scold me 500 times, and roll away 2000 times.

"Say that finish, sweetheart superman tried his best to be careful of Superman's * * *. As soon as he got off the bus, he was wary of Superman and shouted, "Oh, it hurts!" " Sweetheart superman said coldly, "that's not. There are 10 10 left.

Every time I hit it, I will count off and say' I was wrong'. I don't say or count, just call 500 times.

"sweetheart superman tried his best to call again, fearing that Superman would be punished if he called again, so he said politely," First, I was wrong.

"sweetheart superman hit another 500 times and said," I'm tired of playing. Tell other superman to hit you in turn! "say that finish, sweetheart superman called the other three superman, said:" you take turns to be careful of superman's * * *, each hit 150, I go to bed, you can use tools at will, whoever hits the hardest will be rewarded later.

"Say that finish, the happy hero took a cane at random and said to Superman * * * on his watch while smoking." Sorry, brother, I was forced, too.

"Say that finish, hit him one hundred and fifty times.

Careless. S said helplessly, "Well, you have to listen to sweetheart superman.

"Say that finish with a ruler hit carefully superman one hundred and fifty times.

Flower heart superman sighed: "Alas, you still have to fight.

"Say that finish carefully with slippers to hit superman * * * one hundred and fifty times.

Give me a composition marked with * *.

Requirements: The plot is that girls beat girls, and the fight is called Shi Jin. ...

Seven Incredible Events on Japanese Campus Evidence of Ghosts in the World (1) Scientists in the United States made an experiment. They found a man and hypnotized him. He can tell his past life and what he died in this life. (2) A friend of mine died so unfortunately. She once used her home phone to dial the home phone bored. After many times, she finally dialed. She heard a hollow voice, like an answer.

The next day, she disappeared. Three days later, the police found my friend's body by a pool in Echo Valley.

(3) One night, I went home after dinner with my friends at twelve o'clock. After passing a place with a grave, my friends were very scared.

As a result, the next morning, he was in high spirits and often said these words: someone climbed out of the grave.

They are laughing.

They are bleeding. (4) One night, there was a power failure in my house. As a result, I can only find a white candle. I lit it at the back of the bed and slept in the mirror, but I felt chest tightness and breathless that day. I tossed and turned, as if I were crushed by something. I looked in the mirror and found that I was carrying grandma's bag! I didn't carry it on my back! The whole lake turned red (that's blood). A hand reached out from the lake, grabbed the girl's foot and dragged her into the lake. Later, people found the girl's body and clothes 0/00 km away from the forest/kloc-,but her head was gone. People opened her backpack and were frightened. Her head is in the bag, and her expression is very painful. Whoever found her dumped her body. No one dares to go to that forest again ... If you see this post, please reply immediately, reply "Blessed by Bodhisattva", and then post this post in another place and forward three copies. If you don't send it, you will reach out in the shower and you will end up like that girl! Believe that everything is true.

5555 sent ~ ~ because of fear ~

A composition about typing * * *

Today, I became a member of the logistics team. As a result, I didn't do well in the exam, so I was arrested by the teacher to play PP. At first, the teacher said I wanted to play, and I didn't care, because the teacher still loved me and would definitely not hit me.

"xx, why are you so absent-minded today? According to our agreement yesterday, how shall we punish you? " I faltered and said, "Hit that 50 times.

""Just remember, come on, xx, lie here.

"I won't, but I was called to play in the class.

I regret it very much

Get down (the teacher shouts loudly) "Since you're not playing in the office, let's play here for the whole class, and you'll end up doing things carelessly.

"The teacher waved a ruler and aimed it at my * * *. The first time I went down, I let out a cry and * * * began to shake. The teacher was very angry and said to me, "wait a minute, let's play in the punishment room of the school."

"I think, miserable, go in there and come out with endless tears.

I'm going to squat inside, write a 2000-word self-criticism book and do 300 squats.

Go stand in the back and stand for a class.

After class, I went to the punishment room, which contained many punishment tools. That was the first time I went in. I have excellent grades and have never been beaten by the teacher.

Here we go.

"Ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ..." After the fight, I looked at my * * *, and it was red.

"After writing the review of 1000 words, you are doing the squat of 150 for your excellent study, understand?" "All right," all right, go home when you're done.

Junior one: I'm not a child anymore. ...

Please indicate the source for reprinting. Robots help you with the housework, but they help you with your composition.