The Molestation Of missy Miyagi
By rutger5 An master ( & Twisted ) storey ( Copyright 2013 )




The pretty Lester Willis Young woman finished what she was writing on the blackboard and turned to her students. Just as she was about to speak the bell sounded, signaling the end to the period.


"okey pupil, that is all for today. Remember we will be having a quiz on what we learned today in two days time. So be sure as shooting to all study hard the next two nights."


"Yes girl Miyagi"the year said in unison.


"You may go now"she replied.


They all rose from their buttocks and bowed before gathering up their school supplies and bag and then exiting the classroom. The first year teacher stood at her desk and began to go over the material for her next class that would be beginning shortly. Mai Miyagi felt a bit deluge by her ponderous workload but she also knew she'd been very rosy in obtaining a precept military position at the prestigious secret academy.


Considering that she graduated from an unheralded private university, albeit at the top of her year, she'd been quite surprised when the coating she had sent here had been accepted. There had also been an go from a schooltime much closer to menage which would get allowed her to not relocate and rest with her phratry instead. Though she considered accepting that spatial relation to remain with her aging parents the opportunity to move to Tokio and prove herself worthy won out in the end. If she was successful she would be able to have her choice of positions later, including moving back to her home prefecture if that's what she wished.


But for now she struggled to find her feet while also adjusting to lifespan in the big city. Most nights Mai felt lonely as she knew almost no one exterior of school day and she battled homesickness constantly. While the other staff phallus at the school had always been genteel to the offspring teacher, none had gone beyond that.


Mai was so caught up in her work that she didn't posting two of her bookman lingering at the doorway, looking her way and whispering to each other. Finally they departed as some students began to come for the next socio-economic class. The two of them seemed to be a mismatched yoke, at least physically, as they walked down the corridor.


Kenji Suzuki had it all going for him in life. He was magniloquent, bighearted, athletic and the headwaiter of the school day soccer squad while his companion Hideki Tanaka was myopic and overweight with average facial expression at in effect. The two entered the school cafeteria and once they saw who they were seeking they headed to his table and sat. Ichiro Sato greeted them after which they began to talk together in quiet down tones.



"So are we still going to go through with this later today ?"Ichiro excitedly inquired of his co-conspirators.


"Of course we are. No turning back until victory is obtained and vengeance is ours"answered Hideki, his pale case reddening with anger as he thought of the injustice inflicted upon them.


Kenji laughed at his companion and how serious he was about it all. He'd enthusiastically agreed to the proposal of marriage when he first heard it ; but to him vengeance wasn't the main reasonableness. Not that she didn't deserve to welcome the comeuppance they were going to confer on her. Here she was, some nobody from the sticks, yet she had the audaciousness to punish both he and Hideki for something that was commonly done at the academy.


Between athletics, academics and his busy societal sprightliness something had to give. So he'd paid Hideki to compose his report for him and he should deliver received a senior high school mark. Instead young lady Miyagi had recognized Hideki's handwriting. In retrospect he should bear just copied it over himself before turning it in but it was now too late for that. The fact that he'd received a failing grad on the report could be expected but when she also gave Hideki's report one as well it had been too much. Hideki had been an honors student since he first started school and the mordant mark on his record filled the new scholarly person with blind rage.


Since it had happened a month ago Hideki had been livid and all he did was aspiration of retaliation. Then the melodic theme came to him one Nox when he was on the internet watching porn and masturbating. Being extremely intelligent he knew it would be easier if he had assistance and truth be told he was something of a coward. So he came to Kenji with his plan for revenge.


Kenji found the altogether mind intriguing, especially because it was Miss Miyagi. From the first clip he had laid eye on her, he had desired her and this programme would accomplish that while also teaching her a lesson in humbleness. He agreed on the condition that his best friend Ichiro be allowed to be a part of it. Kenji was sure Ichiro would be enthusiastic as he often fantasized about such things and here was a opportunity to make it real.


Ichiro had jumped at the offer and they began to plot it out. Between the three of them they conducted surveillance to settle where the best situation to carry out their plans was. That included following Miss Miyagi home to her apartment but since she rented from a family that lived downstairs they decided against doing it there. The opportunity of something going wrong were too outstanding to risk.


Then they discovered that girl Miyagi stayed former most twenty-four hours to grade papers and do other cookery work. Sometimes she would go into the early eventide before leaving to catch her train so they decided it was the consummate place. It would also be symbolical to do it in the classroom where she had punished them ; a subject of poetic DoJ Hideki felt.


"So is everything ready ?"Ichiro asked.


"Yes. The ‘ supplying'are in a rucksack in my footlocker"Kenji replied"and Hideki has made for sure that the custodian is on board."


"Correct. Mr. Takahashi has received defrayment, except for his ‘ bonus'which he'll title after we're done"Hideki said with a malevolent grin.


"okay then. We'll sports meeting at my storage locker at the end of the school day"Kenji said.


School had been out for an 60 minutes and the three coconspirator waited outside the interlace slope door of the school building. Hideki was pacing and looking at his watch impatiently every few mo. The other two, while just as eager showed no outwards signs but stood quietly. Then without a sound the doorway swung open on well oiled hinges and old Mr. Takahashi beckoned them in. Like three spirits they glided into the dimly lit staircase and followed the schooling custodian up the footprint to the third floor. Producing a key the old man unlocked the door to the corridor and ushered them through.


"There's no one else left in this section of the building"he told the student with a split second"so the coast is clear. Have fun and I'll be waiting."


"Good man"Hideki replied as he slapped the man on his articulatio humeri."Here is a gift to help you pass the time."


From his jacket crown air pocket Hideki produced a bottle of fine plum wine and handed it to the keeper. The old man grinned appreciatively at the lay out as he took it. Not waiting, he pulled off the top and took a big swallow before giving a thumb's up.


The three were by then already filing down the hall in undivided file with Hideki in the lead, followed by Kenji and Ichiro right behind. As soon as they drew near to the classroom they slipped on the identical black ski masquerade party. Kenji now took the lead, as of the three he was the rude leader as well as being the most acrobatic. Silently he slid the door to the classroom to the slope and peered inside.


Miss Miyagi sat at one of the student desks as she graded some test from one of her classes. Since her desk was high-pitched and had no chairwoman she found it more commodious to use a scholarly person desk as she did this. She was so occupy in her project that it was in question she would deliver heard them even if they'd made a strait which they didn't.


Kenji crept in first with Hideki right behind. Ichiro slid the door shut as he brought up the rump. The number 1 denotation that something was wrong was when young lady Miyagi felt a hired man jot her shoulder. She turned only to be confronted by three trope. Each was wearing the regulation school uniform but also black ski masks with a maw for each eye as well as one for the mouth.


Before she could be active or even scream a hand was clamped over her rima oris stifling her cry. Kenji dragged her from the seat with an arm around her flyspeck waist while he kept his hired man pressed firmly on her lip. He pulled her organic structure against his as she struggled futilely against the strong Brigham Young jock. One of her hands attempted to pull his off her mouth so she could call for supporter but she was ineffective to budge it.


A second later she had something new to worry about as Hideki took hold of her white cotton blouse and yanked on it. Buttons went flying in all focussing as it opened down to where Kenji's arm was wrapped around her. Her oculus shifted to the attacker who had just done this and to her repulsion she saw in his other hand he held a camera that was pointed her way.


Mai redoubled her efforts to release herself but she was no more successful. By now she felt Kenji's growing swelling pressing into her ass as he ground his loins into her firm behind. Then Ichiro took hold of her wrist joint that was up by her sassing and pulled it down and away. His former hired man reached out and grabbed her breast through the material of her plain Andrew D. White bra. He was surprised at how it was so soft and yet firm at the same time.


Ichiro continued to squelch it and a s later Hideki pawed at her other breast. The two bookman looked at each other and came to an unspoken agreement. The adjacent instant they both pulled down hard on the material of the bra freeing the Danton True Young teacher's shapely breasts. Hideki then took her nipple between his ovolo and forefinger and twisted it cruelly. Mai cried out in painfulness but her voice was muffled by the hand of Kenji.


A second later for the first off time in his life sentence Ichiro's mouth tasted a woman's breast. Through this all, Kenji humped against her and she felt his set quill rubbing between the crack of her ass cheeks. The whole clip the tv camera remained center on her and she saw the red illumination that indicated it was recording.


Suddenly as if there had been a signal they released her breasts simultaneously. While Hideki continued to cinema her writhing helplessly in Kenji's grasp Ichiro rummaged through the backpack on the flooring. He straightened up with something in his hired man and moved behind missy Miyagi.


While Kenji continued to hold back her Ichiro pulled one of her coat of arms back and attached a bondage mode handlock to her wrist. Realizing what was happening she tried to keep them from getting hold of her other carpus but was ineffectual to terminate it. Soon she was bound with her hands remand behind her body at which time Kenji pushed his muscular leg into the back of her knees.


Unable to catch her correspondence girl Miyagi fell to her knee joint on the laborious classroom base. Now the three attacker stood in a semi lap in movement of her and began to unmake their bloomers. She attempted to crawl away but Ichiro seized her by the shoulder joint and held her where she was. The other two continued removing their pants, underclothing and horseshoe. Once he finished, Kenji took hold of the pretty, raven haired teacher which gave Ichiro a probability to remove his drawers as well.


Kenji pushed his hard appendage by Miss Miyagi's painted back talk but she turned her face away and the mushroom pass brushed against her face instead. However that didn't help her any, as by turning from Kenji she only turned toward Hideki who now pushed his blunt weapon toward her oral cavity. Miss Miyagi refused to relent as the three educatee kept trying to get her to afford her mouth and welcome them inside.


Finally becoming frustrated by her intransigence, Hideki whispered an idea to the others. Without warning Kenji again clamped his hand over fille Miyagi's mouth ; this meter making indisputable she couldn't breathe through it. His other deal took wait of her neck and began to apply pressure. At the Saame clip Ichiro used his pollex and forefinger to pinch her intrude shut completing the trap. During this Hideki continued to motion picture as he stroked his erection.


Mai panicked when she felt her air supplying cut off and thrashed about trying to get barren. But her military posture was no mates against the two young men who held her, even if her manpower hadn't been bound behind her. Slowly she felt herself becoming faint when Kenji unexpectedly let go of her oral fissure though he continued to squeeze her neck some.


Still that allowed some atomic number 8 to get through and misfire Miyagi opened her lip and gasped for air. Seizing his chance Ichiro forced his erecting into her mouthpiece. He kept his fingers pinching her nose so she had to keep her mouth open. During this Kenji used his now free handwriting to tug Miss Miyagi's head forward so that she took more of Ichiro's erecting. It felt so good Ichiro thought as he thrust deeper into the instructor until his balls slapped into her chin.


He almost couldn't believe this was really happening. Ever since he first had intimate opinion this was what he most sought after. It was the alone type of porn he masturbated to - school girls being groped and forced on the train or wives being molested as their husband slept nearby or his pet when female teachers were raped by their educatee. And now it was actually happening to him.


more than than once he'd stalked potential prey hoping to get a chance to live out his dark schoolboy fancy. One time he was about to actually do it ; there was a young girl who lived down the street from him and he planned to nobble her from her yard and drag her off. Then at the hold up minute a neighbor appeared and spooked Ichiro, making him slink off into the darkness.


And now he was forcing his laborious dick into Miss Miyagi's wet mouth. It was all too practically for Ichiro to take. He grabbed her grim tomentum and pulled her closer as he exploded. He unleashed a figurative tsunami of ejaculate in her mouth as geezerhood worth of pent up desire was released.


Even if she had wanted to immerse it down there was no way young woman Miyagi could have kept up as he flooded her mouthpiece with cum. With a gratify groan he pulled dislodge of her rima oris which caused some of the slurred white fluid to run down her chin and from there to cascade onto her exposed boob. The last bit remaining in him then shot out and landed on her face. Ichiro then let go of her intrude and stepped back satisfied.


Not waiting an instant Hideki moved to where Ichiro had been and pushed his shaft to her mouth. Knowing by now that resistance was bootless Miss Miyagi opened her sassing as he slid in and she just hoped it would be over soon. He grabbed her head and pushed it up and down on his erection. While he did this he kept the camera focused on her mouth engulfing his hard-on. Hideki had never known such joy before and it was heightened by both the fact he was getting retaliation and that he was filming it at the same time.


A few minutes later when he knew he was about to cum Hideki withdrew from her mouth and stroked himself rapidly. He moaned loudly as the egg white fluid splattered against her font and pilus, coating it with the yield of his lust. The tv camera did shake a bit as he came but it still captured most of the subvert scene.


Kenji now took his place and by now the fight was gone from Miss Miyagi. She meekly knelt there with her mouth overt and waited for the side by side ravishment. Kenji took hold of her whisker with both helping hand and driving force hard and fast into her open mouth. Though he was the sole one of the three who had experience and wasn't a virgin he still didn't close much thirster than they had. Watching them use her had greatly excited him and the fact that it was the beautiful Miss Miyagi whose oral cavity was on his hard-on was more than enough.


Soon she was receiving Kenji's cum in her backtalk. When he was finished he removed his despicable tool from between her painted red back talk. If Mai thought her ordeal was now over she was very mistaken. No sooner had Kenji finished coming than he and Ichiro took her under her shoulders and dragged her up to her feet. Her muscles were like jelly and she would have fallen if the scholar hadn't held her upright.


They dragged her to a desk and lifted and placed her on top of it on her back with her edge mitt and arms trapped beneath. Once she was in piazza Ichiro held her there helplessly while Kenji moved to between her legs which hung off the desk. Of course of study Hideki stood and continued to film his glorious revenge.


Kenji then raised her knee joint length doll to her shank revealing Miss Miyagi's Hello Kitty™ step-in. Realizing what they intended to do next, she once again tried to hold out and managed to clamp her second joint together. But with Ichiro holding her body she was ineffective to preclude Hideki and Kenji from taking a leg each and spreading them wide apart.


Next Kenji pulled her panties to the slope exposing her hirsute little kitty. Wetting a finger in his mouth he brought it down and put it by the entree to her hole. Miss Miyagi cried out in bother as he roughly pushed it inside her and forced it late. She was extremely closely to start out with and with no raw lubrication it hurt her, not that Kenji cared. Instead he continued to slide his finger in and out and once she loosened up a little he put a second digit inside her.


After a bit of this he pulled his fingers rid and went to the back pack where he removed a tube of lube. get-go he squirted some on her pink internal lips before handing the pipe to Hideki who coated his erecting with the viscous fluid after initiative passing the television camera to Ichiro.


"Please, no ! You don't have to do this. Just stop"she begged her masked assailants.


For an answer Hideki took hold of his penis and while continuing to keep handgrip of her leg he stepped directly in front man of Miss Miyagi. He waited until Kenji grabbed her by the throat freeing Ichiro to focus the photographic camera on their pelvises. Smiling evilly, Hideki forced himself into Mai's woman. Her cry of anguish was cut unforesightful as Kenji tightened his bobby pin on her throat.


Now taking hold of her other leg as well, Hideki pumped in and out of her. In one act he gained his retribution while also discarding his virginity. The fact that he did this to his hated foeman who was also so beautiful filled him with pridefulness. His finger cruelly dug into her tender flesh leaving marks as he used her for his enjoyment. For he'd never in his life experienced such earthly delight. The way her tight jackpot clung to him, squeezing his entire length. And it felt so easygoing and hot on his peel.


Hideki wanted to last longer, to extend both his pleasure and her pain. But her fast sheath was too a lot for his untested sword. With a repress cry he pulled out of her just in clip. Within a instant his seed erupted from him to shoot down first on the outside of her violated kitty and once he aimed it properly to end up on her breadbasket and Hello Kitty™ panties.


This was the last straw for Mai. The sooner ravishment, physical and viva voce, had terrified and humiliated the teacher but this latest one caused her to become dull as her head shut down. When Kenji then pushed his member between her sass and bass into her sassing she didn't react except to spread out wider. He literally fucked her fount as he held Miss Miyagi's top dog with one paw while his other remained on her throat.


Once Hideki recovered sufficiently from his orgasm he took back his photographic camera from Ichiro who now moved into stead between her separate legs. While Kenji continued his unwritten assault, Ichiro was the adjacent to lose his virginity as he too forced his manhood into Miss Miyagi. He lasted an even shorter clip, barely a arcminute before he too pulled out and came on the captive teacher. The mop up of living out his year long twisted fantasy proved too often for his youthful ardor. But much like Hideki before him, the sensation of actually being inside the slick treasure of Mai Miyagi would have been enough on its own.


Now it was Kenji's turn. low he pulled his voiceless member from her mouth and with gratification noted that it was wet from her saliva. He let go of her capitulum and cervix and moved into place and once there he raised both her peg and placed them against his spacious shoulders. Then he gripped his beam and worked it in. As soon as his head sank between her pinko sassing Kenji reached around Miss Miyagi's legs and palmed her full breasts.


He played with her puffy mamilla as his rotating shaft sank to its limit. Learning from how his acquaintance had done, Kenji started nice and boring as he worked his full length in, before just as slowly pulling it back. However the longer he went, the faster he thrust his hips and he also now knew the pleasure of young lady Miyagi's soft kitty.


But her let out lack of reaction to their coupling bothered the Pres Young athlete. The reason he had gone along with this was to enjoy Miss Miyagi carnally but her ostensible indifference to his efforts angered him. His digit now painfully squeezed her tit trying to harry a reaction from her and when that proved unsuccessful he moved his helping hand from her chest and grabbed the book binding of her neck.


Tilting her head up he stared into her heart as the speed of his thrusting continued to increase. Though girl Miyagi's eyes were afford they seemed to see zip and stared vacantly ahead but Kenji was captivated by her exquisite peach. ‘ misfire Miyagi'his mind cried out silently as he felt his orgasm advance and he barely withdrew his member in time before spewing his cum onto her dishonor organic structure.


When his body returned to normal after his thundering climax Kenji high-fived his companions before lowering her legs to the desk. They walked a little bit away from the desk and began to learn the playback feature of the tv camera ; reliving what had just happened.


Suddenly regaining her gumption Mai saw an opportunity to run from their clutches while they were distracted. She drew her body into a clump and managed to bring her guarded deal past her pegleg and to the front of her body with little difficulty. That was to be expected from someone who had been a gymnast while a scholar. Mai's gymnastic career was cut unawares when a recent development jet came making her chest too big to realistically vie but her body still remained lithe and flexible.


As soon as her manus were in presence of her body miss Miyagi made her break for it. She rolled off the desk on the incline closest to the door, landing painfully on her articulatio genus. However she quickly regained her feet and dashed for the door. Her attackers were decelerate to oppose as they never expected it and at first gear they got in each former's way.


That allowed Mai to slide the classroom doorway open and she had the comportment of psyche to shut it after her which would postulate her aggressor doing the same. She sprinted down the hallway and as she did she yelled for supporter. Behind her came the sound of footsteps as Kenji had gained the hall and was now pursuing her in his socks.


An intersecting corridor was fast approaching when Miss Miyagi took a speedy peek behind her to learn the distance between them so she never saw the figure footmark out from around the Bend. Her head turned forward right before he lunged at her and at the close distance she was ineffective to stop in time or carry any evasive action.


Miss Miyagi only caught a coup d'oeil of a muscled male body wearing a simple black kimono that hung open with no belt revealing his bombastic, rampant erecting. But it was his mind she noticed in the stock split sec before they collided for he was wearing a Japanese fiend mask.


Then their bodies came together and she was lifted as easily as a infant and thrown over his shoulder joint. Without stopping he began to move in the focus she had come from. misfire Miyagi heard the pursuing figure approaching but she was ineffectual to see her new capturer shake an admonishing finger at Kenji.


The scholar hung his block out head in shame as he knew they had made a grave erroneous belief in allowing her to scarper. If she had run in another guidance then it was potential she might cause escaped and then who knows what the result might be. Luckily for them she'd gone in the direction where Mr. Takahashi had been waiting and preparing. Kenji allowed the man to pass and fell in behind him just in case Miss Miyagi managed to get costless again but it was unlikely with the custodian holding her tightly.


As he carried her the older man couldn't help but to run his hand along the smooth, unsheathed hide of her leg while holding her with the former hand. young woman Miyagi barely felt it as she was now plunged back into black despair. She had been so conclude to getting away and now she was being brought back to her schoolroom by some new and terrifying capturer. A minute later they were back in the room where Mr. Takahashi unceremoniously dumped her to the floor on her posterior.


"Do you think you can forestall her from getting away this time ?"he asked the student in a slightly condescending tone.


The obstruct students nodded as they stood by the engrossed teacher.


"Since I did some of your work you can return the favor"came the ill-shapen voice from behind the monster mask."Get her on her feet and bent over this desk"he ordered while pointing to one.


Trying to ransom themselves the students soon had Miss Miyagi in billet and both Ichiro and Kenji held her in that location. Hideki continued to photographic film during this clock time which Mr. Takahashi noted.


"You are the official cinematographer, eh boy ? Very interesting. Perhaps I have work for you."


After saying that the custodian approached the helpless fille Miyagi. Taking handle of her blouse, which had remained hanging on her arms during everything due to it not being capable to slip past her cuffed hands, Mr. Takahashi began to tear it into strips. Once he had enough for his role he stood in battlefront of her and unfastened one of the cuffs. First he wrapped the cloth strip show around her radiocarpal joint before tying it to desk leg and he repeated the physical process with her other wrist as well.


Mr. Takahashi then moved behind her and his fingers sought out the slide fastener to her bird. He yanked down the zipper before pulling her skirt down to the floor after which metre he secured her mortise joint to the desk also. After inspecting his handicraft to confirm she was tightly bound he tossed the now unused thraldom cuffs to Kenji.


"You two students are dismissed"he said with a chortle."You however shall remain"he ordered Hideki.


The old man waited until they departed at which time he slipped the kimono off and stood right before the bound and bent over Miss Miyagi. He took her read/write head with one hand as his other stroked his set erection.


"Since you wish to dress and act like a westernized whore that is how you shall be treated"his voice boomed from beneath the mask."Starting with you sucking me."


His hard hand then squeezed her jaw prompting Miss Miyagi to open wide. He drove it to the back of her mouth easily though more still remained extraneous ; for Mr. Takahashi was both longer and thicker in dimension than the pupil were. He never stopped but kept going until he had forced the head and top parting of his ray into her throat and his hairy, arduous balls to her chin.


Miss Miyagi started to choke and gag on his thick manhood at which time he pulled out allowing her to cough up some saliva. Once she stopped he forced his to the full distance in again and this time he literally fucked her throat for a minute until she again gagged.


This happened a few prison term but no matter what he did in regards to taking it well-heeled ; his size of it was just too often for missy Miyagi to plow. With a sick oink the block out keeper again withdrew and this time he moved to the side of her body though he looked in Hideki's counseling.


"Did you capture all that ?"he asked the student to which Hideki nodded yes.


Nodding his approval Mr. Takahashi then tore her hullo Kitty™ step-in above each leg hollow and pulled them from her. Under his masque he smiled as he forced the cum soiled unmentionable into her mouth and tied it in place with another strip from her blouse. Now that she was properly gagged Mr. Takahashi went to ferment on the young teacher.


One of his hands slid under her body and groped her bosom. With consummate skill he played with her nipple and it soon stood at attention. He then moved to the former while his second base hand reached behind her where his fingerbreadth probed her womanly folding. As soon as her second nipple hardened he tweaked it once sending a Wave of pleasance to her nerve finish before releasing it.


That hand now crept down her body, past her tummy and omphalos and brushed against her silken pubic hair until it reached her hidden pearl. He began to gently stroke it with his fingertip while at the same clip driving two fingerbreadth into her recently violated kitty. Miss Miyagi squirmed about but she was unable to run his questing paw, bound as she was to the desk. He leaned forward so his head teacher was near hers and started to whisper.


"Your body is quite delightful and I shall greatly enjoy using it for my pauperization. But there's no intellect you can't enjoy it as well. Don't worry about whether it's rightfulness or wrong as you have no say in the matter ; so just relax and I'll do the work."


His words seemed to have the opposite effect on her and she vainly struggled against her bonds but Mr. Takahashi had done an excellent job in binding her. He ignored her endeavour and continued instead to rub her pearl and skid his fingers in her taut channel making indisputable to get her g-spot. In spite of being unwilling, Miss Miyagi's torso was beginning to shop her as she felt herself moistening and he noticed it as well. Unlike her in the beginning attackers, Mr. Takahashi was a skilled and experienced practician of the carnal fine art and he brought all his considerable gift to bear upon her.


"Ah, I can see you are starting to respond Miss Miyagi. That is full, don't fight me but let yourself go. You are getting so wet down there. Soon I will fill your cover girl lotus with my severely stem."


She let out a muffled cry that was equal persona torture and delight but he ignored it and kept working his talented fingers. Then without warning he pulled them away from her. misfire Miyagi felt a momentary signified of relief but it soon vanished. Bending down he fumbled about his kimono then rose with his arm raised triumphantly.


"Do you be intimate what this is missy Miyagi ?"the demon head asked, holding a small device in the laurel wreath of his hand which he showed to her."This is the Fukuoku 9000, the most powerful state of the art finger's breadth vibrator. You are about to become intimately acquainted with its capabilities."


As he said this he slipped it on the index of his right wing hand and stepped right behind her. Mr. Takahashi slid two digit from his result hand into her tight chitsu as his other deal again sought out her hidden pearl. This clock time when he found it he was delivering 9,000 quivering per hour. When it contacted her love push button Mai started to thrash about trying to head off it connecting to her most sensitive station but was unable to forbid it.


No thing what Mai did to try and brush off or tune out what was happening to her, the 9,000 pulses a arcminute proved too much to overcome. The fact that Mr. Takahashi was also again fingering her g-spot with each bm of his hand only added to her dilemma. In cattiness of not wanting it to materialise Miss Miyagi soon felt her new body wracked by the most powerful sexual climax she had ever experienced in her life.


She let out a muffled luxuriously pitched cry while her unanimous body shook and trembled in the throes of an earth shattering climax. Her womanhood gushed a copious amount of fluid that flowed past her attacker's fingers and ran down her trembling thigh in tiny rivulets. Mr. Takahashi let out a booming jape in reaction to her body betraying her and instead of stopping he sped up his fingers.


In the next five minutes Miss Miyagi experienced two to a greater extent mind blowing orgasms leaving her a quivering shipwreck. Finally when she thought she couldn't take any Sir Thomas More Mr. Takahashi removed his fingerbreadth from inside her which allowed even More of her juices to escape. He then moved his vibrating finger off her swollen pearl and switched it off before removing it.


Her body was just beginning to recover when Mai felt his unvoiced maleness starting time to rub against her internal backtalk. It slid their duration and with each movement the mushroom head collided with her now overly tender pearl sending wafture of pleasure radiating across her consistency. He teased her like this for a while until without warning he slid his thick root into her.


Mai cried out as he filled her to the depths of her channel with one mighty thrust, going profoundly than any man ever had before. Mr. Takahashi took hold of her pelvis with both hands as he slowly worked his extremity in and out of her violated flower. He timed his respiration to his poking so they were in complete harmoniousness with one another and focused his concentration on both giving and receiving pleasure.


Miss Miyagi's tight wetness clung to his shaft as he moved in her, never stopping totally but instead smoothly sliding fully in until reaching his limit. Then without a pause his distance would go out until only the large drumhead remained in her pinko flower before beginning the process anew.


She let out a identification number of gamey pitched moans, unique to Japanese women, as the custodian's driving thickness worked them both to a frenzy of lustfulness. Each prison term he buried his root, his ball sac made contact with her drop pushing her closer until finally Miss Miyagi shuddered as she was forced to yet another orgasm.


When her sheath tightened on him Mr. Takahashi allowed himself to cum. He felt his cum menstruation up his root and discharge into her as he continued to thrust deeply until no Sir Thomas More spewed. Only then did he pull his blade free of her clinging blossom.


After he had withdrawn he directed Hideki who had filmed it all to focus on her diffuse tap lips. Soon a drop of white emerged from her violated flower and it was followed by Thomas More as his spermatozoon flowed from her. Mr. Takahashi gathered together his belongings and finally he undid the trammel that held her in place. Her utilise and exhausted torso sank to the floor where she curled up in a ball. Hideki followed Mr. Takahashi to the corridor at which time the old man turned to him.


"The camera, boy"was all he said.


Reluctantly the student handed it to the custodian.


"Thank you. You may go now."


"But my photographic camera, it is very expensive and a gift from my parents."


"Don't worry about that. I shall pass it tomorrow to you. But first I must remove what you filmed today. You could cause quite a lot of harm with it so its better this way. You gained your revenge and it is over. Do you infer ?"


"Yes sir"Hideki replied, after which he turned to go. Mr. Takahashi smiled beneath the mask as he watched him leave before himself departing.


It took girl Miyagi some time before she was sufficiently recovered to move but finally she stirred. With trembling hands she dressed the best she was capable to though her panties and blouse were ruined. She put on her annulus and adjusted her bandeau before standing on shaky legs. Luckily there was no one to see her as she made her way to the teacher's locker room where she put a Inner Light jacket on over her bra.


When she finally made it home the family she rented from asked her over for dinner but she begged off, saying she still had work she had to complete. Instead she drew a hot bath and sank her dishonor body into the steaming H2O and soaked until the piddle turned cold.


The adjacent day she called in sick as she was unable to face returning to her classroom so soon and instead wandered the metropolis in a daze as she tried to fancy out what her adjacent course of action should be. fille Miyagi finally decided that she would try to leave about what happened and sum up her life as if everything was pattern. She didn't compliments to be driven from her job and the city, though she also decided to never last out late at school again.


The following forenoon when she arrived Miss Miyagi did her best to act normally, greeting educatee and staff alike with her customary and cheerful good morning. During grade she had a few moments where she lost focus as she wondered if her attacker were sitting before her. But she quickly recovered and resumed the direction of her students.


At utmost her lunch period of time arrived so Miss Miyagi started in the charge of the faculty couch. While she walked down the corridor she noticed the elderly custodian sweeping the base in front of her. She started to walk around him when he turned in her counseling and spoke.


"fille, may I have a word ?"he asked in a voice barely above a whisper.


missy Miyagi stopped though she wondered why today he wished to speak with her. She had noticed this man since she began to teach at the academy, always quietly toiling in the background but this was the commencement time he had said anything to her.


"Certainly Mr. uh…"


"Takahashi, ma'am. Mr. Takahashi is my epithet. I was hoping you could do me a favor and look at something I found. I think you will find it quite interesting."


"All right Mr. Takahashi"girl Miyagi replied though she hoped whatever it was wouldn't take long as she was thirsty and wished to eat.


"Thank you Miss"he said as he leaned the broom against the wall before reaching into the pocket of his coveralls.


He produced a mobile earpiece and fumbled with it for a moment, as if he was unfamiliar with how to figure out it. Then he seemed to find what he was looking for as he smiled and gestured for her to look as he turned it her way. Miss Miyagi's blood ran cold when she saw it, for displayed on the cover was a picture of her face with a hard phallus between her lips as she sucked it. She tried to turn away when he seized her radiocarpal joint with an iron grip.


"wait Miss Miyagi, there is one more I want you to see"he told her in a phonation now loud and require and against her will she turned back.


His finger pressed the sound and the painting changed to one of her fountainhead used chitsu with loggerheaded whitened fluid oozing out of it. The man now had a unsubtle grinning on his side as he addressed her.


"Miss Miyagi, you are not from Edo originally, I believe ?"


"No, I'm from Ikeda, in Fukui Prefecture"she answered as she fought to proceed from crying.


"Yes that's adjust. I remember reading that in your staff office file after our recent pleasurable interlude. I also recall you are an only tyke and your parents are your only close relatives."


"Y-y-yes, that is true."


"I would hate for them to find out how their daughter conducts herself in the big city, spreading her legs for all takers. present with the net such things can be spread far and all-inclusive and I'm sure that would be devastating to them. It would be a calamity for them to lose face over their daughter's scandalous behavior. Of course of instruction there is no need for them to find this out but that is up to you."


"What do you need ?"she asked meekly, knowing that she was defeated.


"Not much really. Just a short something to light up the day of an old man. My billet is located in the basement. I expect you to be there in five instant ready to hold whatever my desire is today and every day actually. From now on during your lunch flow you will cover there. Do you see ?"


"Yes. I understand."


"goodness, I'll see you soon"he told her as he picked up the heather and headed off.


Miss Miyagi stood there a minute as she composed herself. Then she walked to the stairway that led to the basement. To her ignominy she already felt herself moistening in prediction of what would follow.


THE END