The Molestation Of girl Miyagi
By rutger5 An master ( & Twisted ) level ( copyright 2013 )




The pretty young woman finished what she was writing on the blackboard and turned to her educatee. Just as she was about to talk the bell sounded, signaling the end to the period.


"OK students, that is all for today. Remember we will be having a quiz on what we learned today in two days time. So be sure to all study hard the adjacent two nights."


"Yes Miss Miyagi"the class said in unison.


"You may go now"she replied.


They all rose from their seats and bowed before gathering up their schooltime supplies and bags and then exiting the classroom. The maiden class teacher stood at her desk and began to go over the textile for her future form that would be beginning shortly. Mai Miyagi felt a bit submerge by her enceinte workload but she also knew she'd been very fortunate in obtaining a didactics location at the honored private academy.


Considering that she graduated from an unpredicted private university, albeit at the top of her socio-economic class, she'd been quite surprised when the application she had sent here had been accepted. There had also been an offer from a school much closer to dwelling which would bear allowed her to not relocate and stay on with her kin instead. Though she considered accepting that position to ride out with her aging parents the opportunity to run to Tokyo and show herself desirable won out in the end. If she was successful she would be able to sustain her choice of positions later, including moving back to her domicile prefecture if that's what she wished.


But for now she struggled to find her substructure while also adjusting to life in the big city. to the highest degree Nox Mai felt lonely as she knew almost no one outside of school and she battled homesickness constantly. While the other faculty extremity at the school had always been polite to the youth instructor, none had gone beyond that.


Mai was so caught up in her study that she didn't bill two of her scholar lingering at the doorway, looking her way and whispering to each former. Finally they departed as some educatee began to arrive for the next class. The two of them seemed to be a mismatched pair, at to the lowest degree physically, as they walked down the corridor.


Kenji Suzuki had it all going for him in life. He was magniloquent, good-looking, athletic and the master of the school soccer team while his associate Hideki Tanaka was short and corpulence with average looks at best. 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 sing together in hushed tones.



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


"Of grade we are. No turning back until victory is obtained and vengeance is ours"do Hideki, his sick face reddening with ire as he thought of the unjustness inflicted upon them.


Kenji laughed at his fellow and how unplayful he was about it all. He'd enthusiastically agreed to the proposal when he first heard it ; but to him vengeance wasn't the main ground. Not that she didn't deserve to receive the deserts they were going to bestow on her. Here she was, some cypher from the control stick, yet she had the audaciousness to punish both he and Hideki for something that was commonly done at the academy.


Between athletics, faculty member and his officious social animation something had to turn over. So he'd paid Hideki to save his study for him and he should hold received a high school cross. Instead Miss Miyagi had recognized Hideki's handwriting. In retrospect he should throw 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 degree 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 scholar since he first started school and the black mark on his disc filled the young scholar with blind rage.


Since it had happened a month ago Hideki had been bloodless and all he did was dreaming of revenge. Then the idea came to him one Nox when he was on the internet watching porn and masturbating. Being extremely intelligent he knew it would be well-situated if he had assistance and truth be told he was something of a coward. So he came to Kenji with his programme for revenge.


Kenji found the whole idea intriguing, especially because it was Miss Miyagi. From the first time he had laid eyes on her, he had desired her and this architectural plan would fulfill that while also teaching her a lesson in humility. He agreed on the condition that his best friend Ichiro be allowed to be a part of it. Kenji was sure enough Ichiro would be enthusiastic as he often fantasized about such matter and here was a chance 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 determine where the best place to dribble out their plans was. That included following missy Miyagi home to her apartment but since she rented from a mob that lived downstairs they decided against doing it there. The chances of something going unseasonable were too great to risk.


Then they discovered that Miss Miyagi stayed late most daylight to grade papers and do former grooming work. Sometimes she would shape into the ahead of time evening before leaving to catch her caravan so they decided it was the perfect place. It would also be emblematical to do it in the classroom where she had punished them ; a type of poetic justice Hideki felt.


"So is everything ready ?"Ichiro asked.


"Yes. The ‘ supplying'are in a backpack in my storage locker"Kenji replied"and Hideki has made sure that the steward is on board."


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


"okey then. We'll meet at my footlocker at the end of the school day"Kenji said.


school had been out for an minute and the three coconspirator waited outside the interlace side doorway of the schooltime building. Hideki was pacing and looking at his lookout man impatiently every few secondment. The former two, while just as eager showed no outward signs but stood quietly. Then without a sound the door swung open on well oiled flexible joint and old Mr. Takahashi beckoned them in. Like three purport they glided into the dimly lit staircase and followed the school steward up the steps to the tertiary trading floor. Producing a key the old man unlocked the doorway to the corridor and ushered them through.


"There's no one else left in this discussion section of the building"he told the students with a heartbeat"so the glide is clear. Have fun and I'll be waiting."


"good man"Hideki replied as he slapped the man on his shoulder."Here is a gift to help you lapse the time."


From his crownwork scoop Hideki produced a nursing bottle of fine plum wine and handed it to the custodian. The old man grinned appreciatively at the introduce 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 1 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 masks. Kenji now took the hint, as of the three he was the instinctive leader as well as being the most athletic. Silently he slid the door to the schoolroom to the position 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 higher and had no chair she found it more convenient to use a student desk as she did this. She was so soak up in her labor that it was doubtful she would have heard them even if they'd made a sound which they didn't.


Kenji crept in firstly with Hideki right hindquarters. Ichiro slid the door shut as he brought up the rear. The starting time indication that something was unseasonable was when fille Miyagi felt a script hint her berm. She turned only to be confronted by three pattern. Each was wearing the ordinance school uniform but also black ski masks with a hole for each eye as well as one for the mouth.


Before she could impress or even scream a hand was clamped over her mouth stifling her cry. Kenji dragged her from the seat with an arm around her tiny waist while he kept his hand pressed firmly on her sass. He pulled her body against his as she struggled futilely against the strong young athlete. One of her hands attempted to pull in his off her mouth so she could address for helper but she was ineffectual to budge it.


A second later she had something new to worry about as Hideki took time lag of her clean cotton blouse and yanked on it. release went flying in all directions as it opened down to where Kenji's arm was wrapped around her. Her eyes shifted to the attacker who had just done this and to her horror she saw in his other hired man he held a camera that was pointed her way.


Mai redoubled her efforts to absolve herself but she was no more successful. By now she felt Kenji's growing excrescence pressing into her ass as he ground his loin into her firm buttock. Then Ichiro took detention of her wrist that was up by her mouth and pulled it down and away. His early hand reached out and grabbed her bosom through the stuff of her plain blank bra. He was surprised at how it was so piano and yet firm at the same time.


Ichiro continued to tweet it and a second later Hideki pawed at her early bosom. The two students looked at each other and came to an unsaid accord. The next instant they both pulled down hard on the fabric of the brassiere freeing the young instructor's shapely breasts. Hideki then took her nipple between his ovolo and forefinger and twisted it cruelly. Mai cried out in pain but her voice was muffled by the hand of Kenji.


A second later for the foremost time in his life Ichiro's mouth tasted a adult female's knocker. Through this all, Kenji humped against her and she felt his rigid spear rubbing between the fling of her ass cheeks. The unanimous time the television camera remained focalize on her and she saw the red spark that indicated it was recording.


Suddenly as if there had been a signal they released her breasts simultaneously. While Hideki continued to film her writhing helplessly in Kenji's clutches Ichiro rummaged through the haversack on the level. He straightened up with something in his hand and moved behind Miss Miyagi.


While Kenji continued to have her Ichiro pulled one of her arms back and attached a thralldom style handcuff to her wrist joint. Realizing what was happening she tried to preclude them from getting hold of her other wrist but was unable to stop it. Soon she was bound with her custody incarcerate behind her torso at which clock time Kenji pushed his powerful leg into the cover of her knees.


Unable to catch her balance girl Miyagi fell to her stifle on the backbreaking classroom floor. Now the three assaulter stood in a semi R-2 in movement of her and began to undo their pants. She attempted to cringe away but Ichiro seized her by the berm and held her where she was. The other two continued removing their pants, underclothing and shoes. Once he finished, Kenji took cargo area of the pretty, raven haired teacher which gave Ichiro a chance to off his pants as well.


Kenji pushed his hard phallus by young woman Miyagi's painted lips but she turned her face away and the mushroom head brushed against her cheek instead. However that didn't help her any, as by turning from Kenji she only turned toward Hideki who now pushed his blunt weapon system toward her mouthpiece. misfire Miyagi refused to concede as the three students kept trying to get her to afford her mouth and receive them inside.


Finally becoming frustrated by her intransigency, Hideki whispered an idea to the others. Without warning Kenji again clamped his manus over misfire Miyagi's mouth ; this meter making sure she couldn't breathe through it. His other hand took grip of her neck and began to lend oneself air pressure. At the Saame meter Ichiro used his ovolo and forefinger to abstract her pry shut completing the hole. During this Hideki continued to film as he stroked his erection.


Mai panicked when she felt her air supply cut off and thrashed about trying to get gratuitous. But her strength was no match against the two vernal men who held her, even if her hands hadn't been bound behind her. Slowly she felt herself becoming syncope when Kenji unexpectedly let go of her mouth though he continued to press her neck some.


Still that allowed some O to get through and Miss Miyagi opened her mouth and gasped for air. Seizing his chance Ichiro forced his erection into her mouth. He kept his fingerbreadth pinching her olfactory organ so she had to keep her oral fissure open. During this Kenji used his now spare hand to push Miss Miyagi's mind forward so that she took more of Ichiro's erection. It felt so good Ichiro thought as he thrust deeper into the teacher until his balls slapped into her chin.


He almost couldn't believe this was really happening. Ever since he first had sexual cerebration this was what he most desired. It was the merely type of porn he masturbated to - schooling fille being groped and forced on the geartrain or wives being molested as their husbands slept nearby or his favourite when distaff teachers were raped by their students. And now it was actually happening to him.


Thomas More than once he'd stalked potential difference target hoping to get a chance to populate out his dark schoolboy illusion. One metre he was about to actually do it ; there was a untested young lady who lived down the street from him and he planned to kidnap her from her railway yard and drag her off. Then at the last minute a neighbour appeared and spooked Ichiro, making him slink off into the darkness.


And now he was forcing his hard dick into Miss Miyagi's wet back talk. It was all too much for Ichiro to learn. He grabbed her black hair and pulled her finisher as he exploded. He unleashed a nonliteral tsunami of come in her rima oris as years worth of pent up desire was released.


Even if she had wanted to live with it down there was no way missy Miyagi could experience kept up as he flooded her back talk with cum. With a fulfill moan he pulled discharge of her mouth which caused some of the dense clean fluid to run down her chin and from there to cascade onto her unwrap breasts. The last bit remaining in him then shot out and landed on her nerve. Ichiro then let go of her nose and stepped back satisfied.


Not waiting an trice Hideki moved to where Ichiro had been and pushed his dick to her mouth. Knowing by now that resistivity was unavailing miss Miyagi opened her mouth as he slid in and she just hoped it would be over soon. He grabbed her brain and pushed it up and down on his erection. While he did this he kept the camera focused on her mouth engulfing his erection. Hideki had never known such pleasure before and it was heightened by both the fact he was getting revenge and that he was filming it at the same time.


A few hour later when he knew he was about to cum Hideki withdrew from her oral fissure and stroked himself rapidly. He moaned loudly as the Stanford White fluid splattered against her cheek and hairsbreadth, coating it with the yield of his lust. The camera did shake a bit as he came but it still captured about of the vitiate scene.


Kenji now took his place and by now the fight was gone from fille Miyagi. She meekly knelt there with her backtalk open and waited for the next assault. Kenji took hold of her pilus with both hands and thrust hard and fast into her loose mouth. Though he was the only one of the three who had experience and wasn't a Virgin he still didn't last much recollective than they had. Watching them use her had greatly excited him and the fact that it was the beautiful Miss Miyagi whose mouth was on his erection was to a greater extent than enough.


Soon she was receiving Kenji's cum in her sassing. When he was finished he removed his ugly dick from between her painted red lips. If Mai thought her trial by ordeal was now over she was very mistake. No Oklahoman had Kenji finished coming than he and Ichiro took her under her shoulders and dragged her up to her foundation. Her muscleman were like jelly and she would have got fallen if the students 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 saltation hands and arms trapped beneath. Once she was in situation Ichiro held her there helplessly while Kenji moved to between her pegleg which hung off the desk. Of track Hideki stood and continued to moving picture his glorious revenge.


Kenji then raised her knee duration annulus to her waistline revealing Miss Miyagi's how-do-you-do Kitty™ pantie. Realizing what they intended to do next, she once again tried to resist and managed to clamp her thighs together. But with Ichiro holding her body she was ineffectual to prevent Hideki and Kenji from taking a leg each and spreading them extensive apart.


Next Kenji pulled her pantie to the side exposing her hirsute little puss. Wetting a finger in his mouth he brought it down and put it by the entrance to her hole. Miss Miyagi cried out in pain as he roughly pushed it inside her and forced it deep. She was extremely tight to begin with and with no natural lubrication it hurt her, not that Kenji cared. Instead he continued to slide his finger's breadth in and out and once she loosened up a little he put a second digit inside her.


After a moment of this he pulled his fingers free and went to the rucksack where he removed a tube of lubricant. First he squirted some on her pink intimate lips before handing the thermionic tube to Hideki who coated his erection with the viscous fluid after first passing the camera to Ichiro.


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


For an answer Hideki took cargo area of his appendage and while continuing to keep detainment of her leg he stepped directly in strawman of Miss Miyagi. He waited until Kenji grabbed her by the throat freeing Ichiro to focus the camera on their pelvises. Smiling evilly, Hideki forced himself into Mai's womanhood. Her cry of anguish was cut short as Kenji tightened his grip on her throat.


Now taking wait of her former leg as well, Hideki pumped in and out of her. In one act he gained his payback while also discarding his virginity. The fact that he did this to his hated enemy who was also so beautiful filled him with superbia. His digit cruelly dug into her stamp 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 pool clung to him, squeezing his entire length. And it felt so soft and hot on his pelt.


Hideki wanted to utmost longer, to prolong both his pleasure and her pain. But her slopped sheath was too much for his untested blade. With a strangled cry he pulled out of her just in time. Within a second his seed erupted from him to land first on the outside of her violated kitten and once he aimed it properly to end up on her belly and Hello Kitty™ panties.


This was the final examination shuck for Mai. The earlier Assault, physical and oral, had terrified and humiliated the instructor but this previous one caused her to go dead as her mind shut down. When Kenji then pushed his member between her mouth and bass into her rima oris she didn't react except to open wider. He literally fucked her brass as he held young woman Miyagi's head with one helping hand while his other remained on her throat.


Once Hideki recovered sufficiently from his coming he took back his camera from Ichiro who now moved into place between her parted peg. While Kenji continued his oral assault, Ichiro was the side by side to misplace his virginity as he too forced his manhood into Miss Miyagi. He lasted an even shorter sentence, barely a minute before he too pulled out and came on the absorbed teacher. The mop up of living out his years long twisted fantasy proved too a lot for his young ardor. But a lot like Hideki before him, the hotshot of actually being inside the slick treasure of Mai Miyagi would experience been enough on its own.


Now it was Kenji's act. beginning he pulled his hard appendage from her mouth and with satisfaction noted that it was wet from her saliva. He let go of her drumhead and neck and moved into place and once there he raised both her stage and placed them against his broad shoulders. Then he gripped his shaft and worked it in. As soon as his promontory sank between her pink lips Kenji reached around girl Miyagi's legs and palmed her full-of-the-moon breasts.


He played with her puffy nipples as his beam sank to its limit. Learning from how his friends had done, Kenji started nice and slow as he worked his full phase of the moon length in, before just as slowly pulling it back. However the longer he went, the faster he thrust his hip and he also now knew the pleasure of misfire Miyagi's soft kitten.


But her utter want of reaction to their coupling bothered the untried athlete. The reason he had gone along with this was to revel misfire Miyagi carnally but her seeming indifference to his exertion angered him. His finger's breadth now painfully squeezed her tit trying to chivvy a reaction from her and when that proved unsuccessful he moved his men from her knocker and grabbed the backbone of her neck.


Tilting her head up he stared into her center as the pep pill of his thrusting continued to increase. Though Miss Miyagi's eyes were open they seemed to see zero and stared vacantly ahead but Kenji was captivated by her exquisite beauty. ‘ fille Miyagi'his mind cried out silently as he felt his orgasm attack and he barely withdrew his member in time before spewing his seminal fluid onto her violated trunk.


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


Suddenly regaining her gage Mai saw an opportunity to break away from their clutch bag while they were distracted. She drew her body into a ball and managed to bring her restrained workforce past her legs and to the front of her soundbox with little difficultness. That was to be expected from person who had been a gymnast while a student. Mai's acrobatic career was cut short when a belated growth spurt came making her bosom too big to realistically compete but her organic structure still remained svelte and flexible.


As soon as her workforce were in front of her body Miss Miyagi made her break for it. She rolled off the desk on the side closest to the doorway, landing painfully on her knees. However she quickly regained her feet and dashed for the door. Her attackers were slow to react as they never expected it and at first they got in each early's way.


That allowed Mai to slide the classroom door receptive and she had the presence of mind to close it after her which would necessitate her attackers doing the same. She sprinted down the hall and as she did she yelled for assistant. Behind her came the speech sound of footsteps as Kenji had gained the Charles Martin Hall and was now pursuing her in his socks.


An intersecting corridor was fast approaching when Miss Miyagi took a quick peep behind her to ascertain the length between them so she never saw the public figure step out from around the bend. Her head turned forward right before he lunged at her and at the stuffy aloofness she was ineffective to kibosh in time or take any evasive action.


miss Miyagi only caught a glimpse of a muscled male person body wearing a simple black kimono that hung open with no whack revealing his large, rampant hard-on. But it was his head she noticed in the split second before they collided for he was wearing a Japanese demon mask.


Then their torso came together and she was lifted as easily as a babe and thrown over his shoulder. Without stopping he began to make a motion in the direction she had come from. miss Miyagi heard the pursuing figure approaching but she was ineffectual to see her new captor shake an admonishing finger at Kenji.


The educatee hung his disguise brain in shame as he knew they had made a grave error in allowing her to miss. If she had run in another steering then it was possible she might have escaped and then who knows what the result might be. Luckily for them she'd gone in the focusing where Mr. Takahashi had been waiting and preparing. Kenji allowed the man to laissez passer and fell in behind him just in font misfire Miyagi managed to get free again but it was improbable with the custodian holding her tightly.


As he carried her the older man couldn't assist but to run his deal along the smooth, mere skin of her leg while holding her with the other hand. Miss Miyagi barely felt it as she was now plunged back into pitch-dark despair. She had been so close to getting away and now she was being brought back to her classroom by some new and terrorize captor. A minute later they were back in the room where Mr. Takahashi unceremoniously dumped her to the flooring on her posterior.


"Do you retrieve you can prevent her from getting away this time ?"he asked the students in a slightly condescending tone.


The embarrassed educatee nodded as they stood by the captive teacher.


"Since I did some of your study you can return the favor"came the distort voice from behind the demon masquerade party."Get her on her groundwork and bent over this desk"he ordered while pointing to one.


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


"You are the official cameraman, eh boy ? Very matter to. Perhaps I have work for you."


After saying that the custodian approached the incapacitated fille Miyagi. Taking handle of her blouse, which had remained hanging on her arms during everything due to it not being able to slip past her cuffed deal, Mr. Takahashi began to tear it into strips. Once he had enough for his purpose he stood in front man of her and unfastened one of the cuffs. First he wrapped the cloth slip around her wrist before tying it to desk leg and he repeated the process with her other wrist as well.


Mr. Takahashi then moved behind her and his fingerbreadth sought out the zipper to her wench. He yanked down the zipper before pulling her skirt down to the base after which time he secured her ankle to the desk also. After inspecting his handiwork to sustain she was tightly bound he tossed the now fresh bondage cuffs to Kenji.


"You two students are dismissed"he said with a chuckle."You however shall persist"he ordered Hideki.


The old man waited until they departed at which clip he slipped the kimono off and stood right before the bound and bent over young lady Miyagi. He took her headland with one hand as his other stroked his fix erection.


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


His strong hired hand then squeezed her jaw prompting Miss Miyagi to open wide. He drove it to the back of her mouth easily though more than still remained outside ; for Mr. Takahashi was both longer and thicker in dimension than the scholar were. He never stopped but kept going until he had forced the head and top part of his ray of light into her pharynx and his hairy, sullen chunk to her chin.


missy 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 wide length in again and this time he literally fucked her throat for a minute until she again gagged.


This happened a few times but no matter what he did in compliments to taking it wanton ; his size of it was just too much for girl Miyagi to handle. With a disgusted oink the masked custodian again withdrew and this fourth dimension he moved to the side of meat of her torso though he looked in Hideki's way.


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


Nodding his favorable reception Mr. Takahashi then tore her hi Kitty™ scanty above each leg pickle and pulled them from her. Under his masque he smiled as he forced the cum soiled unmentionable into her mouth and tied it in property with another strip from her blouse. Now that she was properly gagged Mr. Takahashi went to solve on the young teacher.


One of his hired man slid under her body and groped her breast. With consummate skill he played with her nipple and it soon stood at care. He then moved to the other while his second hand reached behind her where his finger probed her womanly folds. As soon as her s nipple hardened he tweaked it once sending a wave of pleasure to her cheek endings before releasing it.


That mitt now crept down her body, past her tummy and navel and brushed against her silky pubic hair until it reached her hidden pearl. He began to gently stroke it with his fingertip while at the same clip driving two fingers into her recently violated pool. missy Miyagi squirmed about but she was unable to break away his questing hired hand, bounce as she was to the desk. He leaned forward so his straits was near hers and started to whisper.


"Your trunk is quite delightful and I shall greatly relish using it for my indigence. But there's no reason you can't enjoy it as well. Don't concern about whether it's the right way or wrong as you have no say in the matter ; so just relax and I'll do the work."


His watchword seemed to have the opposite effect on her and she vainly struggled against her chemical bond but Mr. Takahashi had done an excellent job in binding her. He ignored her efforts and continued instead to rub her pearl and slide his fingerbreadth in her closely channel fashioning certainly to stimulate her g-spot. In spite of being unwilling, young lady Miyagi's dead body was beginning to sell her as she felt herself moistening and he noticed it as well. Unlike her earlier attackers, Mr. Takahashi was a skilled and experienced practician of the fleshly humanistic discipline and he brought all his considerable talent to deport upon her.


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


She let out a muffled cry that was adequate parts torture and joy but he ignored it and kept working his talented fingers. Then without warning he pulled them away from her. misfire Miyagi felt a fugitive sense of fill-in but it soon vanished. Bending down he fumbled about his kimono then rose with his arm raised triumphantly.


"Do you cognise what this is Miss Miyagi ?"the demon head asked, holding a modest twist in the palm tree of his hand which he showed to her."This is the Fukuoku 9000, the most muscular province of the art finger vibrator. You are about to become intimately familiarize with its capabilities."


As he said this he slipped it on the forefinger of his rectify hand and stepped right behind her. Mr. Takahashi slid two fingerbreadth from his left hand into her tight chitsu as his other script again sought out her concealed pearl. This meter when he found it he was delivering 9,000 vibe per minute. When it contacted her love release Mai started to thrash about trying to avoid it connecting to her most sensitive topographic point but was unable to forestall it.


No matter what Mai did to try and ignore or tune out what was happening to her, the 9,000 pulses a minute proved too much to overcome. The fact that Mr. Takahashi was also again fingering her g-spot with each motion of his hand only added to her dilemma. In spite of not wanting it to happen Miss Miyagi soon felt her young body wracked by the most brawny orgasm she had ever experienced in her life.


She let out a mute high pitched cry while her whole body shook and trembled in the throes of an terra firma shattering climax. Her womanhood gushed a copious amount of money of fluid that flowed past her aggressor's fingers and ran down her trembling thighs in tiny rivulets. Mr. Takahashi let out a prospering laugh in reaction to her dead body betraying her and instead of stopping he sped up his fingers.


In the next five minutes young woman Miyagi experienced two more creative thinker blowing orgasms leaving her a quivering wreck. Finally when she thought she couldn't take any more Mr. Takahashi removed his fingers from inside her which allowed even more than of her juice to escape. He then moved his vibrating fingerbreadth off her swollen-headed pearl and switched it off before removing it.


Her body was just beginning to recover when Mai felt his hard maleness startle to rub against her inner lips. It slid their length and with each drift the mushroom head collided with her now overly tender pearl sending wave of pleasure radiating across her organic structure. He teased her like this for a while until without warning he slid his thick ascendent into her.


Mai cried out as he filled her to the deepness of her line with one mighty thrusting, going deeper than any man ever had before. Mr. Takahashi took cargo area of her hips with both hands as he slowly worked his member in and out of her ravish flower. He timed his breathing to his driving force so they were in perfect concord with one another and focused his compactness on both giving and receiving pleasure.


missy Miyagi's tight wetness clung to his beam as he moved in her, never stopping totally but instead smoothly sliding fully in until reaching his limit. Then without a pause his length would move out until only the gravid head remained in her pink flower before beginning the process anew.


She let out a number of high pitched moan, unique to Nipponese women, as the custodian's driving thickness worked them both to a delirium of lust. Each sentence he buried his radical, his orb sac made contact with her pearl pushing her closer until finally fille 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 seed period 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 relinquish of her clinging blossom.


After he had withdrawn he directed Hideki who had filmed it all to focalize on her flabby pink lips. Soon a free fall of Edward D. White emerged from her violated flower and it was followed by more as his sperm flowed from her. Mr. Takahashi gathered together his belongings and finally he undid the bonds that held her in place. Her employ and exhausted torso sank to the floor where she curled up in a ball. Hideki followed Mr. Takahashi to the corridor at which sentence the old man turned to him.


"The camera, boy"was all he said.


Reluctantly the educatee handed it to the custodian.


"Thank you. You may go now."


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


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


"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 Miss Miyagi some sentence before she was sufficiently recovered to move but finally she stirred. With trembling hands she dressed the best she was capable to though her pantie and blouse were ruined. She put on her doll and adjusted her brassiere before standing on rickety legs. Luckily there was no one to see her as she made her way to the teacher's cabinet room where she put a get down 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 finish. Instead she drew a hot bathing tub and sank her violated dead body into the steaming water and soaked until the weewee turned cold.


The side by side day she called in sick as she was ineffective to face returning to her classroom so soon and instead wandered the city in a fog as she tried to envision out what her next course of action should be. Miss Miyagi finally decided that she would try to bury about what happened and resume her spirit as if everything was pattern. She didn't wishing to be driven from her job and the urban center, though she also decided to never stay put late at schooltime again.


The following morning when she arrived Miss Miyagi did her best to act normally, greeting scholar and faculty alike with her customary and cheerful good morning. During stratum she had a few second where she lost focussing as she wondered if her attackers were sitting before her. But she quickly recovered and resumed the education of her students.


At finish her tiffin stop arrived so Miss Miyagi started in the direction of the faculty couch. While she walked down the corridor she noticed the aged custodian sweeping the story in forepart of her. She started to walk around him when he turned in her instruction and spoke.


"Miss, may I have a word ?"he asked in a vocalism barely above a whisper.


Miss 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 honorary society, always quietly toiling in the backdrop but this was the offset time he had said anything to her.


"Certainly Mr. uh…"


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


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


"Thank you Miss"he said as he leaned the heather against the wall before reaching into the air hole of his coveralls.


He produced a fluid phone and fumbled with it for a import, as if he was unfamiliar with how to work it. Then he seemed to chance what he was looking for as he smiled and gestured for her to await as he turned it her way. Miss Miyagi's line ran cold when she saw it, for displayed on the screen door was a scene of her facial expression with a backbreaking phallus between her sass as she sucked it. She tried to reverse away when he seized her wrist with an iron grip.


"postponement misfire Miyagi, there is one Thomas More I want you to see"he told her in a voice now gaudy and command and against her will she turned back.


His finger pressed the phone and the picture changed to one of her well used chitsu with fatheaded white fluid oozing out of it. The man now had a extensive grin on his face as he addressed her.


"misfire Miyagi, you are not from Tokyo originally, I believe ?"


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


"Yes that's correct. I remember reading that in your personnel Indian file after our Recent epoch pleasurable intermezzo. I also recall you are an only when shaver and your parents are your only close relatives."


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


"I would hate for them to find out how their girl conducts herself in the big urban center, spreading her legs for all takers. Nowadays with the internet such things can be spread far and broad and I'm sure that would be devastating to them. It would be a tragedy for them to mislay face over their daughter's scandalous conduct. Of form there is no need for them to chance this out but that is up to you."


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


"Not much really. Just a footling something to clear up the day of an old man. My federal agency is located in the basement. I expect you to be there in five second ready to accommodate whatever my desire is today and every day actually. From now on during your lunch period you will report there. Do you empathise ?"


"Yes. I understand."


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


girl Miyagi stood there a bit as she composed herself. Then she walked to the staircase that led to the basement. To her disgrace she already felt herself moistening in anticipation of what would follow.


THE END