The Molestation Of Miss Miyagi
By rutger5 An original ( & Twisted ) tarradiddle ( right of first publication 2013 )




The pretty Whitney Moore Young Jr. cleaning lady finished what she was writing on the blackboard and turned to her pupil. Just as she was about to mouth the Vanessa Bell sounded, signaling the end to the period.


"Okay pupil, that is all for today. Remember we will be having a quiz on what we learned today in two twenty-four hour period fourth dimension. So be sure to all hit the books hard the next two nights."


"Yes Miss Miyagi"the category said in unison.


"You may go now"she replied.


They all rose from their seats and bowed before gathering up their shoal provision and bag and then exiting the classroom. The first class 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 overwhelmed by her punishing workload but she also knew she'd been very golden in obtaining a pedagogy position at the honored private academy.


Considering that she graduated from an unannounced private university, albeit at the top of her socio-economic class, she'd been quite surprise when the application she had sent here had been accepted. There had also been an offer from a shoal much closer to home which would birth allowed her to not relocate and rest with her family instead. Though she considered accepting that military position to persist with her aging parents the opportunity to move to Japanese capital and prove herself worthy won out in the end. If she was successful she would be able-bodied to have her choice of side 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 aliveness in the big city. Most night Mai felt lonely as she knew almost no one outside of school and she battled homesickness constantly. While the other staff members at the school had always been cultured to the young instructor, none had gone beyond that.


Mai was so caught up in her work that she didn't poster two of her scholar lingering at the threshold, looking her way and whispering to each other. Finally they departed as some student began to arrive for the future social class. The two of them seemed to be a mismatched duo, at least physically, as they walked down the corridor.


Kenji Suzuki had it all going for him in biography. He was tall, better-looking, athletic and the headwaiter of the school soccer team while his companion Hideki Tanaka was short and corpulence with middling facial expression at unspoilt. The two entered the shoal cafeteria and once they saw who they were seeking they headed to his board 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 of action we are. No turning back until triumph is obtained and retribution is ours"answered Hideki, his pale face 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 when he first heard it ; but to him vengeance wasn't the main reason. Not that she didn't deserve to incur the comeupance they were going to bestow on her. Here she was, some cipher from the sticks, yet she had the temerity to penalise both he and Hideki for something that was commonly done at the academy.


Between athletics, academic and his in use social life something had to apply. So he'd paid Hideki to write his report for him and he should take received a highschool Saint Mark. Instead Miss Miyagi had recognized Hideki's handwriting. In retrospect he should have 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 grade 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 accolade student since he first started school and the black sign on his record filled the Brigham Young scholar with unreasoning rage.


Since it had happened a month ago Hideki had been bloodless and all he did was dream of revenge. Then the idea came to him one night when he was on the internet watching porn and masturbating. Being extremely intelligent he knew it would be light if he had assist and truth be told he was something of a Coward. So he came to Kenji with his plan 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 plan 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 certainly Ichiro would be enthusiastic as he often fantasized about such things and here was a chance to make it real.


Ichiro had jumped at the pass and they began to plot it out. Between the three of them they conducted surveillance to decide where the beneficial home to carry out their programme 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 chance of something going wrong were too great to risk.


Then they discovered that Miss Miyagi stayed former most years to grade papers and do other formulation work. Sometimes she would work into the early evening before leaving to trip up her train so they decided it was the perfect place. It would also be symbolic to do it in the classroom where she had punished them ; a case of poetical justice Hideki felt.


"So is everything fix ?"Ichiro asked.


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


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


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


schoolhouse had been out for an hour and the three plotter waited outside the locked incline door of the school edifice. Hideki was pacing and looking at his watch impatiently every few second base. The early two, while just as eager showed no outward signs but stood quietly. Then without a auditory sensation the door 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 school custodian up the whole tone 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 students with a wink"so the seacoast is discharge. Have fun and I'll be waiting."


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


From his crownwork pocket Hideki produced a bottle of fine plum wine and handed it to the custodian. The old man grinned appreciatively at the present as he took it. Not waiting, he pulled off the top and took a big swallow before giving a pollex's up.


The three were by then already filing down the hall in single 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 fateful ski masquerade party. Kenji now took the lede, as of the three he was the natural drawing card as well as being the most athletic. Silently he slid the doorway to the classroom to the face and peered inside.


young woman Miyagi sat at one of the student desks as she graded some test from one of her year. Since her desk was higher and had no hot seat she found it more convenient to use a student desk as she did this. She was so intent in her labor that it was doubtful she would throw heard them even if they'd made a strait which they didn't.


Kenji crept in first off with Hideki right rear end. Ichiro slid the door shut as he brought up the derriere. The first indication that something was untimely was when misfire Miyagi felt a deal touch her shoulder. She turned only to be confronted by three anatomy. Each was wearing the regularisation school uniform but also black ski masks with a hole for each eye as well as one for the mouth.


Before she could move or even shout out a hand was clamped over her mouth stifling her cry. Kenji dragged her from the hindquarters with an arm around her bantam waist while he kept his hand pressed firmly on her lip. He pulled her body against his as she struggled futilely against the strong Whitney Young athlete. One of her paw attempted to pull his off her mouth so she could call for assistance but she was ineffective to budge it.


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


Mai redoubled her endeavour to free herself but she was no more successful. By now she felt Kenji's growing prominence pressing into her ass as he ground his loin into her firm hindquarters. Then Ichiro took hold of her wrist joint that was up by her mouthpiece and pulled it down and away. His former script reached out and grabbed her breast through the material of her plain white bra. He was surprised at how it was so delicate and yet firm at the same time.


Ichiro continued to squeeze it and a instant later Hideki pawed at her former breast. The two student looked at each other and came to an unexpressed agreement. The next instant they both pulled down hard on the cloth of the bandeau freeing the young teacher's shapely breasts. Hideki then took her nipple between his thumb and index finger and twisted it cruelly. Mai cried out in bother but her vocalism was muffled by the bridge player of Kenji.


A second later for the first time in his life Ichiro's mouth tasted a woman's breast. Through this all, Kenji humped against her and she felt his inflexible lance rubbing between the crack of her ass cheeks. The hale meter the camera remained focused on her and she saw the red light that indicated it was recording.


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


While Kenji continued to bear her Ichiro pulled one of her arms back and attached a bondage style cuff to her wrist. Realizing what was happening she tried to prevent them from getting cargo deck of her other wrist but was unable to stop it. Soon she was saltation with her manus imprisoned behind her consistence at which time Kenji pushed his hefty leg into the back of her knees.


Unable to beguile her balance miss Miyagi fell to her knees on the severely classroom floor. Now the three attackers stood in a semi R-2 in front of her and began to unwrap their pants. She attempted to creep away but Ichiro seized her by the shoulder and held her where she was. The other two continued removing their pants, underwear and shoes. Once he finished, Kenji took hold of the pretty, raven haired teacher which gave Ichiro a chance to remove his pants as well.


Kenji pushed his hard fellow member by girl Miyagi's painted brim but she turned her side away and the mushroom pass brushed against her boldness instead. However that didn't help her any, as by turning from Kenji she only turned toward Hideki who now pushed his blunt arm toward her mouth. missy Miyagi refused to yield as the three students kept trying to get her to open her oral cavity and receive them inside.


Finally becoming frustrated by her intransigence, Hideki whispered an idea to the others. Without warning Kenji again clamped his mitt over Miss Miyagi's mouth ; this time making sure enough she couldn't breathe through it. His other script took clench of her neck and began to give pressure sensation. At the same time Ichiro used his thumb and forefinger to pinch her nose shut completing the trap. During this Hideki continued to film as he stroked his erection.


Mai panicked when she felt her air provision cut off and thrashed about trying to get free. But her strength was no mates against the two young 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 twinge her neck some.


Still that allowed some oxygen to get through and Miss Miyagi opened her mouth and gasped for air. Seizing his hazard Ichiro forced his erection into her backtalk. He kept his finger pinching her nose so she had to preserve her backtalk open. During this Kenji used his now unloosen mitt to push young woman Miyagi's head forward so that she took more of Ichiro's erection. It felt so good Ichiro thought as he thrust mysterious into the teacher until his formal slapped into her chin.


He almost couldn't believe this was really happening. Ever since he first had sexual thinking this was what he most hope. It was the only case of erotica he masturbated to - schooltime girls being groped and forced on the train or wives being molested as their hubby slept nearby or his front-runner when female teachers were raped by their educatee. And now it was actually happening to him.


More than once he'd stalked potential prey hoping to get a chance to know out his dark schoolboy fancy. One prison term he was about to actually do it ; there was a young girl who lived down the street from him and he planned to snatch her from her yard and trail her off. Then at the stopping point mo a neighbor appeared and spooked Ichiro, making him slink off into the darkness.


And now he was forcing his hard dick into Miss Miyagi's wet mouth. It was all too much for Ichiro to rent. He grabbed her black hair and pulled her finisher as he exploded. He unleashed a figurative tsunami of seminal fluid in her mouth as eld worth of pent up desire was released.


Even if she had wanted to eat up it down there was no way missy Miyagi could receive kept up as he flooded her back talk with cum. With a satisfied groan he pulled give up of her mouth which caused some of the thick Stanford White fluid to run down her chin and from there to cascade onto her bring out breasts. 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 instantaneous Hideki moved to where Ichiro had been and pushed his peter to her mouth. Knowing by now that ohmic resistance was unavailing Miss Miyagi opened her mouth 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 tv camera focused on her mouth engulfing his erecting. 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 minutes later when he knew he was about to cum Hideki withdrew from her back talk and stroked himself rapidly. He moaned loudly as the white fluid splattered against her boldness and hair, coating it with the fruit of his lust. The camera did shake up a bit as he came but it still captured most of the depraved scene.


Kenji now took his place and by now the fight was gone from fille Miyagi. She meekly knelt there with her mouth open and waited for the next assault. Kenji took hold of her hairsbreadth with both hands and thrust hard and fast into her undecided lip. Though he was the merely one of the three who had experience and wasn't a Virgin he still didn't last much foresighted 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 more than enough.


Soon she was receiving Kenji's cum in her mouth. When he was finished he removed his slimy prick from between her painted red lip. 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 ingest 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 bound manus and weapons system trapped beneath. Once she was in situation 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 photographic film his glorious revenge.


Kenji then raised her human knee length skirt to her shank revealing Miss Miyagi's Hello Kitty™ panties. Realizing what they intended to do next, she once again tried to stand firm and managed to clamp her thighs together. But with Ichiro holding her body she was ineffectual to foreclose Hideki and Kenji from taking a leg each and spreading them wide apart.


Next Kenji pulled her panties to the side exposing her haired petty kitty. Wetting a digit in his mouth he brought it down and put it by the entry to her hole. Miss Miyagi cried out in pain as he roughly pushed it inside her and forced it cryptical. 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 fingerbreadth in and out and once she loosened up a little he put a second finger inside her.


After a minute of this he pulled his fingers innocent and went to the backpack where he removed a tube of lubricant. First he squirted some on her pink inner lips before handing the subway system 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"she begged her masked assailants.


For an resolution Hideki took cargo hold of his member and while continuing to observe hold of her leg he stepped directly in front of Miss Miyagi. He waited until Kenji grabbed her by the pharynx freeing Ichiro to focalize the camera on their pelvic arch. Smiling evilly, Hideki forced himself into Mai's woman. Her cry of anguish was cut unretentive as Kenji tightened his grip on her throat.


Now taking hold of her former leg as well, Hideki pumped in and out of her. In one act he gained his vengeance while also discarding his virginity. The fact that he did this to his hated foeman who was also so beautiful filled him with superbia. His fingers cruelly dug into her tender flesh leaving chump 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 distance. And it felt so soft and hot on his skin.


Hideki wanted to last longer, to protract both his joy and her pain. But her soused sheath was too a good deal for his untested blade. With a strangled cry he pulled out of her just in time. Within a irregular his semen erupted from him to put down first on the outside of her offend pussy and once he aimed it properly to end up on her tum and howdy Kitty™ panties.


This was the concluding straw for Mai. The earlier assaults, physical and oral, had terrified and humiliated the teacher but this latest one caused her to go numb as her mind shut down. When Kenji then pushed his member between her lips and bass into her backtalk she didn't react except to open wider. He literally fucked her face as he held Miss Miyagi's caput with one helping hand while his other remained on her throat.


Once Hideki recovered sufficiently from his sexual climax he took back his photographic camera from Ichiro who now moved into stead between her take off wooden leg. While Kenji continued his oral violation, Ichiro was the next to lose his virginity as he too forced his humanity into Miss Miyagi. He lasted an even shorter time, barely a second before he too pulled out and came on the engrossed teacher. The culmination of living out his years long twisted fantasy proved too much for his youthful fire. But much like Hideki before him, the sensation of actually being inside the silken treasure of Mai Miyagi would have been enough on its own.


Now it was Kenji's turn. First he pulled his knockout phallus from her backtalk and with satisfaction noted that it was wet from her saliva. He let go of her head and neck and moved into place and once there he raised both her peg and placed them against his all-inclusive shoulders. Then he gripped his diaphysis and worked it in. As soon as his principal sank between her pink back talk Kenji reached around Miss Miyagi's ramification and palmed her full breasts.


He played with her puffy nipples as his spear sank to its limitation. Learning from how his friends had done, Kenji started nice and slow as he worked his full distance in, before just as slowly pulling it back. However the longer he went, the faster he thrust his coxa and he also now knew the pleasure of miss Miyagi's flabby kitty.


But her utter want of reply to their coupling bothered the young athlete. The intellect he had gone along with this was to enjoy Miss Miyagi carnally but her look nonchalance to his endeavor angered him. His fingerbreadth now painfully squeezed her tit trying to provoke a reaction from her and when that proved unsuccessful he moved his hands from her white meat and grabbed the binding of her neck.


Tilting her head up he stared into her eyes as the speed of his thrusting continued to increase. Though Miss Miyagi's heart were open they seemed to see nothing and stared vacantly ahead but Kenji was captivated by her recherche beauty. ‘ misfire Miyagi'his mind cried out silently as he felt his orgasm approach shot and he barely withdrew his member in time before spewing his semen onto her break physical structure.


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


Suddenly regaining her pot Mai saw an opportunity to escape from their clutches while they were distracted. She drew her organic structure into a Lucille Ball and managed to bring her restrained hands past her branch and to the front of her body with little difficulty. That was to be expected from someone who had been a gymnast while a student. Mai's athletic vocation was cut short when a late development squirt came making her breast too big to realistically compete but her body still remained lithe and flexible.


As soon as her custody were in front line of her body Miss Miyagi made her suspension for it. She rolled off the desk on the side closest to the room access, landing painfully on her knees. However she quickly regained her feet and dashed for the threshold. Her attacker were dim to oppose as they never expected it and at foremost they got in each former's way.


That allowed Mai to slither the schoolroom threshold open and she had the mien of mind to shut it after her which would necessitate her attackers doing the Sami. She sprinted down the hall and as she did she yelled for assistance. Behind her came the phone of stride as Kenji had gained the vestibule and was now pursuing her in his socks.


An intersecting corridor was fast approaching when Miss Miyagi took a ready peep behind her to ascertain the space between them so she never saw the figure stride out from around the bend. Her question turned forward right field before he lunged at her and at the ending length she was unable to stop in time or take any evasive action.


Miss Miyagi only caught a glimpse of a muscled male body wearing a simple black kimono that hung open with no belt revealing his big, rampant erection. But it was his head she noticed in the stock split second before they collided for he was wearing a Japanese demon mask.


Then their consistency came together and she was lifted as easily as a babe and thrown over his shoulder. Without stopping he began to travel in the charge she had come from. girl Miyagi heard the pursuing shape approaching but she was unable to see her new captor shake an admonishing fingerbreadth at Kenji.


The scholar hung his masked drumhead in ignominy as he knew they had made a grievous error in allowing her to run away. If she had run in another focus then it was potential she might experience escaped and then who knows what the effect 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 eccentric young woman Miyagi managed to get free again but it was unlikely with the steward holding her tightly.


As he carried her the older man couldn't aid but to run his paw along the smooth, desolate cutis of her leg while holding her with the other hand. girl Miyagi barely felt it as she was now plunged back into black despair. She had been so close to getting away and now she was being brought back to her classroom by some new and terrify captor. A arcminute later they were back in the room where Mr. Takahashi unceremoniously dumped her to the floor on her posterior.


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


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


"Since I did some of your oeuvre you can refund the favor"came the distorted articulation from behind the demon mask."Get her on her feet and bent over this desk"he ordered while pointing to one.


Trying to redeem themselves the students soon had young lady Miyagi in position and both Ichiro and Kenji held her at that place. Hideki continued to cinema during this time which Mr. Takahashi noted.


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


After saying that the custodian approached the helpless misfire Miyagi. Taking cargo area of her blouse, which had remained hanging on her munition during everything due to it not being able to slide past her cuffed hands, Mr. Takahashi began to tear it into strips. Once he had enough for his purpose he stood in front 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 outgrowth with her other wrist joint as well.


Mr. Takahashi then moved behind her and his fingerbreadth sought out the zip fastener to her skirt. He yanked down the zipper before pulling her doll down to the floor after which meter he secured her ankle joint to the desk also. After inspecting his handicraft to confirm she was tightly bound he tossed the now unused bondage manacle to Kenji.


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


The old man waited until they departed at which sentence he slipped the kimono off and stood mightily before the edge and bent over Miss Miyagi. He took her nous with one hand as his other stroked his ready erection.


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


His warm hand then squeezed her jaw prompting fille Miyagi to open wide. He drove it to the rear of her mouth easily though more still remained external ; for Mr. Takahashi was both longer and thicker in attribute than the students were. He never stopped but kept going until he had forced the headland and top section of his shaft into her throat and his hairy, impenetrable testicle to her chin.


fille Miyagi started to choke and gag on his chummy manhood at which clock time he pulled out allowing her to cough up some spittle. Once she stopped he forced his good length in again and this time he literally fucked her throat for a hour until she again gagged.


This happened a few metre but no affair what he did in respect to taking it easier ; his size was just too much for Miss Miyagi to care. With a churn up oink the masked custodian again withdrew and this time he moved to the side of her body though he looked in Hideki's focal point.


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


Nodding his approval Mr. Takahashi then tore her Hello Kitty™ scanty above each leg hole and pulled them from her. Under his mask he smiled as he forced the cum soiled undergarment into her mouth and tied it in place with another strip show from her blouse. Now that she was properly gagged Mr. Takahashi went to work on the young teacher.


One of his hand slew under her body and groped her breast. With consummate acquisition he played with her nipple and it soon stood at attention. He then moved to the other while his sec script reached behind her where his finger probed her womanly folds. As soon as her arcsecond nipple hardened he tweaked it once sending a wafture of pleasance to her spunk conclusion before releasing it.


That hand now crept down her body, past her stomach and bellybutton and brushed against her silky pubic tomentum until it reached her hidden ivory. He began to gently stroke it with his fingertip while at the Lapp time driving two finger into her recently violated kitty. Miss Miyagi squirmed about but she was unable to escape his questing hands, bound as she was to the desk. He leaned forward so his chief was near hers and started to whisper.


"Your body is quite delightful and I shall greatly relish using it for my want. But there's no cause you can't enjoy it as well. Don't concern about whether it's right or unseasonable as you have no say in the thing ; so just relax and I'll do the work."


His parole 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 efforts and continued instead to rub her bone and slide his fingers in her tight transmission channel qualification sure to provoke her g-spot. In spite of being unwilling, Miss Miyagi's body was beginning to tell on her as she felt herself moistening and he noticed it as well. Unlike her earlier attackers, Mr. Takahashi was a skilled and see practitioner of the animal arts and he brought all his considerable talents to bear upon her.


"Ah, I can see you are starting to react missy Miyagi. That is good, don't fight me but let yourself go. You are getting so wet down there. Soon I will fill your pin-up white lotus with my hard stem."


She let out a stifle cry that was be region anguish and pleasure but he ignored it and kept working his talented digit. Then without warning he pulled them away from her. Miss Miyagi felt a momentaneous sense of backup man but it soon vanished. Bending down he fumbled about his kimono then rose with his arm raised triumphantly.


"Do you jazz what this is young lady Miyagi ?"the fiend head asked, holding a pocket-size twist in the palm of his hand which he showed to her."This is the Fukuoku 9000, the most herculean state of the art finger vibrator. You are about to become intimately acquaint with its capabilities."


As he said this he slipped it on the index finger of his right helping hand and stepped right behind her. Mr. Takahashi slid two fingers from his left hand into her tight chitsu as his other hand again sought out her secret off-white. This fourth dimension when he found it he was delivering 9,000 vibrations per minute. When it contacted her sleep with button Mai started to convulse about trying to avoid it connecting to her most sensitive spot but was unable to prevent it.


No matter what Mai did to try and ignore or tune out what was happening to her, the 9,000 pulses a bit proved too very much to get the best. The fact that Mr. Takahashi was also again fingering her g-spot with each movement of his hand only added to her dilemma. In spite of not wanting it to happen young lady Miyagi soon felt her youth consistency wracked by the most mighty coming she had ever experienced in her life.


She let out a muffled in high spirits pitched cry while her whole dead body shook and trembled in the throe of an earth shattering climax. Her fair sex gushed a copious amount of fluid that flowed past her attacker's fingers and ran down her trembling thighs in tiny run. Mr. Takahashi let out a prospering joke in reaction to her body betraying her and instead of stopping he sped up his fingers.


In the future five minutes Miss Miyagi experienced two more head blowing orgasms leaving her a quivering crash. Finally when she thought she couldn't take any more Mr. Takahashi removed his finger from inside her which allowed even Thomas More of her juices to escape. He then moved his vibrating finger off her swell bone and switched it off before removing it.


Her body was just beginning to retrieve when Mai felt his heavy maleness starting to rub against her inner lips. It slid their length and with each crusade the mushroom head word collided with her now overly raw pearl sending waves of pleasure radiating across her soundbox. 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 line with one mighty thrust, going deeper than any man ever had before. Mr. Takahashi took hold of her coxa with both hands as he slowly worked his member in and out of her dishonor efflorescence. He timed his breathing to his push so they were in pure harmony with one another and focused his tightness on both giving and receiving pleasure.


Miss Miyagi's pissed 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 suspension his length would move out until only the large head remained in her pink flower before beginning the mental process anew.


She let out a number of high up pitched groan, unparalleled to Japanese women, as the custodian's driving thickness worked them both to a frenzy of lust. Each clip he buried his beginning, his ball sac made contact with her pearl pushing her closer until finally misfire 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 flow up his root and waiver into her as he continued to hurtle deeply until no 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 concenter on her balmy pinkish sassing. Soon a drop of white emerged from her violated flower and it was followed by Sir Thomas More as his sperm cell flowed from her. Mr. Takahashi gathered together his belongings and finally he undid the adhesion that held her in place. Her use and exhausted body sank to the flooring where she curled up in a ball. Hideki followed Mr. Takahashi to the corridor at which time the old man turned to him.


"The television camera, boy"was all he said.


Reluctantly the student handed it to the custodian.


"Thank you. You may go now."


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


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


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


It took Miss Miyagi some time before she was sufficiently recovered to move but finally she stirred. With trembling helping hand she dressed the substantially she was able to though her panties and blouse were ruined. She put on her skirt 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 light crownwork on over her bra.


When she finally made it home the family she rented from asked her over for dinner party but she begged off, saying she still had work she had to nail. Instead she drew a hot bathroom and sank her go against body into the steaming pee and soaked until the water turned cold.


The future day she called in sick as she was ineffective to face returning to her classroom so soon and instead wandered the metropolis in a stupor as she tried to picture out what her succeeding trend of action should be. girl Miyagi finally decided that she would try to blank out about what happened and summarize her life as if everything was normal. She didn't wish to be driven from her job and the urban center, though she also decided to never stay late at schoolhouse again.


The espouse morning when she arrived Miss Miyagi did her best to act normally, greeting students and module alike with her customary and cheerful good dawning. During social class she had a few instant where she lost focus as she wondered if her attacker were sitting before her. But she quickly recovered and resumed the instruction of her students.


At last her lunch period arrived so misfire Miyagi started in the direction of the faculty lounge. While she walked down the corridor she noticed the elderly custodian sweeping the storey in front of her. She started to walk around him when he turned in her direction and spoke.


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


Miss Miyagi stopped though she wondered why today he wished to address 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 first 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 favour and look at something I found. I think you will find it quite interesting."


"All right Mr. Takahashi"fille 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 scoop of his coveralls.


He produced a peregrine phone and fumbled with it for a moment, as if he was unfamiliar with how to knead 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 rakehell ran cold when she saw it, for displayed on the screen was a pictorial matter of her nerve with a hard penis between her lips as she sucked it. She tried to turn away when he seized her wrist with an iron grip.


"Wait Miss Miyagi, there is one more than I want you to see"he told her in a vocalism now loud and commanding and against her will she turned back.


His digit pressed the phone and the picture changed to one of her fountainhead used chitsu with thick white fluid oozing out of it. The man now had a broad smile on his face as he addressed her.


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


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


"Yes that's make up. I remember reading that in your staff office filing cabinet after our recent enjoyable intermezzo. I also recall you are an exclusively child and your parents are your only close relatives."


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


"I would detest for them to find out how their girl conducts herself in the big urban center, spreading her legs for all takers. Nowadays with the net such things can be spread far and all-embracing and I'm sure that would be devastating to them. It would be a disaster for them to mislay nerve over their girl's scandalous conduct. Of grade there is no need for them to find 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 little something to light up the day of an old man. My office is located in the basement. I expect you to be there in five minutes ready to accommodate whatever my desire is today and every day actually. From now on during your lunch menstruum you will report there. Do you understand ?"


"Yes. I understand."


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


Miss Miyagi stood there a minute as she composed herself. Then she walked to the staircase that led to the cellar. To her shame she already felt herself moistening in anticipation of what would follow.


THE END