The Molestation Of young lady Miyagi
By rutger5 An Original ( & Twisted ) Story ( Copyright 2013 )




The pretty untested cleaning lady finished what she was writing on the blackboard and turned to her scholar. Just as she was about to speak the chime sounded, signaling the end to the period.


"O.K. scholar, that is all for today. Remember we will be having a quiz on what we learned today in two solar day fourth dimension. So be indisputable to all study hard the next two nights."


"Yes misfire Miyagi"the class said in unison.


"You may go now"she replied.


They all rose from their posterior and bowed before gathering up their schooling supply and bags and then exiting the classroom. The start yr 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 heavy work load but she also knew she'd been very fortunate in obtaining a didactics spot at the prestigious common soldier academy.


Considering that she graduated from an unannounced private university, albeit at the top of her course of instruction, she'd been quite surprised when the diligence she had sent here had been accepted. There had also been an offer from a school much closer to home which would suffer allowed her to not relocate and remain with her kinsfolk instead. Though she considered accepting that position to rest with her aging parents the opportunity to move to Tokyo and prove herself worthy won out in the end. If she was successful she would be able to make her choice of place later, including moving back to her home prefecture if that's what she wished.


But for now she struggled to detect her feet while also adjusting to lifespan in the big city. Most Nox 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 polite to the Brigham Young instructor, none had gone beyond that.


Mai was so caught up in her piece of work that she didn't notice two of her students lingering at the room access, looking her way and whispering to each other. Finally they departed as some pupil began to get in for the next class. The two of them seemed to be a mismatched pair, at least physically, as they walked down the corridor.


Kenji Suzuki had it all going for him in sprightliness. He was tall, freehanded, athletic and the captain of the schooltime soccer team while his companion Hideki Tanaka was short and overweight with median looks at respectable. 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 hush up 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 face reddening with ira 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 proposition when he first heard it ; but to him vengeance wasn't the independent reason. Not that she didn't deserve to obtain the comeuppance they were going to lend on her. Here she was, some cypher from the sticks, yet she had the temerity to punish both he and Hideki for something that was commonly done at the academy.


Between athletics, academics and his busy mixer aliveness something had to throw. So he'd paid Hideki to write his report for him and he should have received a high up 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 honor student since he first started school and the black mark on his record filled the young learner with blind rage.


Since it had happened a month ago Hideki had been livid and all he did was dream of revenge. Then the idea came to him one night when he was on the cyberspace watching erotica and masturbating. Being extremely intelligent he knew it would be easier if he had assistance and trueness be told he was something of a Coward. So he came to Kenji with his program for revenge.


Kenji found the whole idea intriguing, especially because it was Miss Miyagi. From the initiatory time he had laid middle on her, he had desired her and this plan would accomplish that while also teaching her a lesson in humility. He agreed on the consideration that his best Quaker Ichiro be allowed to be a part of it. Kenji was trusted Ichiro would be enthusiastic as he often fantasized about such things and here was a chance to urinate it real.


Ichiro had jumped at the offering and they began to diagram it out. Between the three of them they conducted surveillance to decide where the scoop office to deport out their program was. That included following missy Miyagi home base to her apartment but since she rented from a family that lived downstairs they decided against doing it there. The chances of something going incorrect were too not bad to risk.


Then they discovered that young lady Miyagi stayed late most twenty-four hours to rank newspaper publisher and do other preparation work. Sometimes she would lick into the early even before leaving to catch her caravan so they decided it was the perfect piazza. It would also be symbolic to do it in the classroom where she had punished them ; a case of poetical Justice Department Hideki felt.


"So is everything ready ?"Ichiro asked.


"Yes. The ‘ supplies'are in a backpack in my locker"Kenji replied"and Hideki has made certainly that the custodian is on board."


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


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


school day had been out for an hour and the three machinator waited outside the shut up slope doorway of the school building. Hideki was pacing and looking at his watch impatiently every few seconds. The other two, while just as eagre showed no outward-bound augury 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 hard drink they glided into the dimly lit stairway and followed the schooling custodian up the footprint to the 3rd 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 wink"so the coast 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 pass the time."


From his jacket pocket Hideki produced a feeding bottle of finely plum tree 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 sup before giving a pollex's up.


The three were by then already filing down the hall in exclusive file with Hideki in the booster cable, followed by Kenji and Ichiro right behind. As soon as they drew near to the classroom they slipped on the monovular disgraceful ski masks. Kenji now took the lead, as of the three he was the raw leader as well as being the most athletic. Silently he slid the threshold to the schoolroom to the side and peered inside.


misfire Miyagi sat at one of the student desks as she graded some test from one of her social class. Since her desk was higher and had no chair she found it more commodious to use a educatee desk as she did this. She was so engross in her task that it was tentative she would let heard them even if they'd made a strait which they didn't.


Kenji crept in first-class honours degree with Hideki right hand behind. Ichiro slid the door shut as he brought up the rear. The first indication that something was amiss was when Miss Miyagi felt a paw touch her shoulder. She turned only to be confronted by three figures. Each was wearing the regulating school uniform but also lightlessness ski masks with a pickle for each eye as well as one for the mouth.


Before she could move or even holler a deal was clamped over her sass stifling her cry. Kenji dragged her from the buttocks with an arm around her tiny waist while he kept his hand pressed firmly on her back talk. He pulled her organic structure against his as she struggled futilely against the strong Thomas Young athlete. One of her hands attempted to pull his off her mouth so she could call for help but she was unable to budge it.


A second later she had something new to worry about as Hideki took delay of her white cotton plant blouse and yanked on it. button went flying in all focal point as it opened down to where Kenji's arm was wrapped around her. Her centre shifted to the attacker who had just done this and to her repulsion she saw in his early bridge player he held a camera that was pointed her way.


Mai redoubled her elbow grease to unblock herself but she was no more successful. By now she felt Kenji's growing bulge pressing into her ass as he ground his loins into her firm buttocks. Then Ichiro took hold of her radiocarpal joint that was up by her back talk and pulled it down and away. His former deal reached out and grabbed her knocker through the textile of her plain tweed bra. He was surprised at how it was so soft and yet firm at the same time.


Ichiro continued to crush it and a second later Hideki pawed at her other breast. The two students looked at each early and came to an unspoken concord. The following instant they both pulled down hard on the material of the brassiere freeing the vernal instructor's shapely breasts. Hideki then took her mamilla between his thumb and forefinger and twisted it cruelly. Mai cried out in pain but her phonation was muffled by the hand of Kenji.


A back later for the first time in his living Ichiro's mouth tasted a woman's breast. Through this all, Kenji humped against her and she felt his rigid light beam rubbing between the crack of her ass impudence. The whole clock time the photographic 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 motion picture her writhing helplessly in Kenji's clasp Ichiro rummaged through the back pack on the floor. He straightened up with something in his hand and moved behind Miss Miyagi.


While Kenji continued to admit her Ichiro pulled one of her blazonry back and attached a bondage style cuff to her wrist. Realizing what was happening she tried to prevent them from getting hold of her former wrist but was ineffective to stop it. Soon she was bound with her hands jail behind her body at which time Kenji pushed his muscular leg into the cover of her knees.


Unable to catch her balance Miss Miyagi fell to her genu on the tough classroom floor. Now the three aggressor stood in a trailer truck rophy in nominal head of her and began to unmake their pants. She attempted to cower away but Ichiro seized her by the shoulder and held her where she was. The early two continued removing their pants, underwear and shoes. Once he finished, Kenji took hold of the pretty, raven haired teacher which gave Ichiro a luck to transfer his knickers as well.


Kenji pushed his surd member by miss Miyagi's painted lips but she turned her look away and the mushroom cloud head brushed against her cheek instead. However that didn't service her any, as by turning from Kenji she only turned toward Hideki who now pushed his blunt artillery toward her rima oris. Miss Miyagi refused to give in as the three pupil kept trying to get her to open 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 helping hand over Miss Miyagi's mouth ; this metre making certain she couldn't breathe through it. His other script took hold of her neck and began to apply pressure. At the Saami meter Ichiro used his pollex and forefinger to tweet her nose shut completing the ambuscade. During this Hideki continued to picture show as he stroked his erection.


Mai panicked when she felt her air supply cut off and thrashed about trying to get destitute. But her potency was no match against the two young men who held her, even if her hired hand hadn't been bound behind her. Slowly she felt herself becoming deliquium when Kenji unexpectedly let go of her back talk though he continued to squeeze her neck some.


Still that allowed some oxygen to get through and fille Miyagi opened her mouth and gasped for air. Seizing his prospect Ichiro forced his erecting into her sassing. He kept his fingers pinching her nozzle so she had to hold back her sass open. During this Kenji used his now barren hand to push girl Miyagi's head 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 intimate thoughts this was what he most coveted. It was the merely character of pornography he masturbated to - school daughter being groped and forced on the train or wives being molested as their husbands slept nearby or his favourite when female teachers were raped by their students. And now it was actually happening to him.


more than than once he'd stalked potential quarry hoping to get a chance to live out his gloomy schoolboy fantasies. One time he was about to actually do it ; there was a young girlfriend who lived down the street from him and he planned to kidnap her from her yard and drag on her off. Then at the last arcminute a neighbor appeared and spooked Ichiro, making him slink off into the darkness.


And now he was forcing his backbreaking dick into Miss Miyagi's wet back talk. It was all too much for Ichiro to select. He grabbed her smuggled hair and pulled her closer as he exploded. He unleashed a figurative tsunami of come in her mouth as years worth of pent up desire was released.


Even if she had wanted to swallow it down there was no way young lady Miyagi could have kept up as he flooded her sassing with cum. With a fulfil groan he pulled free of her mouthpiece which caused some of the thick whitened fluid to run down her chin and from there to cascade onto her let on breasts. The stopping point bit remaining in him then shot out and landed on her face. Ichiro then let go of her wind and stepped back satisfied.


Not waiting an minute Hideki moved to where Ichiro had been and pushed his dick to her mouth. Knowing by now that opposition was futile young lady Miyagi opened her rima oris as he slid in and she just hoped it would be over soon. He grabbed her caput and pushed it up and down on his erection. While he did this he kept the tv 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 minutes later when he knew he was about to cum Hideki withdrew from her mouth and stroked himself rapidly. He moaned loudly as the white fluid splattered against her face and hair, coating it with the fruits of his luxuria. The television camera did agitate a bit as he came but it still captured nearly of the depraved scene.


Kenji now took his home and by now the fight was gone from Miss Miyagi. She meekly knelt there with her back talk open and waited for the following assault. Kenji took hold of her hair's-breadth with both hired man and thrust hard and fast into her subject sass. Though he was the only one of the three who had experience and wasn't a virgin he still didn't shoemaker's last much yearner than they had. Watching them use her had greatly excited him and the fact that it was the beautiful girl Miyagi whose mouth was on his erection was more than enough.


Soon she was receiving Kenji's cum in her rima oris. When he was finished he removed his despicable putz from between her painted red rim. If Mai thought her trial by 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 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 limit manus and arms trapped beneath. Once she was in place Ichiro held her there helplessly while Kenji moved to between her legs which hung off the desk. Of course Hideki stood and continued to film his resplendent revenge.


Kenji then raised her stifle distance chick to her waist revealing Miss Miyagi's hello Kitty™ step-in. Realizing what they intended to do next, she once again tried to withstand and managed to clamp her second joint together. But with Ichiro holding her body she was unable to foreclose Hideki and Kenji from taking a leg each and spreading them panoptic apart.


Next Kenji pulled her panties to the side exposing her hirsute slight kitty. Wetting a finger in his mouth he brought it down and put it by the entrance to her hole. girl Miyagi cried out in pain sensation 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 2d finger inside her.


After a minute of this he pulled his digit dislodge and went to the rucksack where he removed a tube of lubricant. First he squirted some on her pink inner lip before handing the tube to Hideki who coated his erection with the gummy fluid after beginning passing the 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 member and while continuing to keep handgrip of her leg he stepped directly in strawman of missy Miyagi. He waited until Kenji grabbed her by the pharynx freeing Ichiro to focalise the camera on their pelvises. Smiling evilly, Hideki forced himself into Mai's womanhood. Her cry of anguish was cut unretentive as Kenji tightened his suitcase 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 vengeance while also discarding his virginity. The fact that he did this to his hated foe who was also so beautiful filled him with superbia. His fingers cruelly dug into her tender physical body leaving print as he used her for his enjoyment. For he'd never in his lifetime experienced such earthly delight. The way her blotto pool clung to him, squeezing his full length. And it felt so soft and hot on his cutis.


Hideki wanted to last longer, to protract both his pleasure and her pain. But her tight sheath was too a lot for his untested leaf blade. With a throttle cry he pulled out of her just in prison term. Within a instant his come erupted from him to land first on the outside of her violated kitty and once he aimed it properly to end up on her stomach and Hello Kitty™ panties.


This was the final straw for Mai. The former Assault, strong-arm and oral, had terrified and humiliated the teacher but this latest one caused her to turn dull as her mind shut down. When Kenji then pushed his phallus between her rim and mystifying into her mouth she didn't react except to open wider. He literally fucked her aspect as he held fille Miyagi's mind with one hired man while his other remained on her throat.


Once Hideki recovered sufficiently from his orgasm he took back his camera from Ichiro who now moved into stead between her set off legs. While Kenji continued his oral assault, Ichiro was the side by side to lose his virginity as he too forced his manhood into Miss Miyagi. He lasted an even shorter prison term, barely a hour before he too pulled out and came on the captive instructor. The culmination of living out his long time long twisted fantasy proved too much for his youthful ardor. But a great deal 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 heavily member from her mouth and with satisfaction noted that it was wet from her saliva. He let go of her head and neck and moved into blank space and once there he raised both her legs and placed them against his tolerant articulatio humeri. Then he gripped his lance and worked it in. As soon as his straits sank between her pink mouth Kenji reached around Miss Miyagi's pegleg and palmed her full breasts.


He played with her puffy nipples as his dig sank to its point of accumulation. Learning from how his friends had done, Kenji started nice and slow 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 joy of Miss Miyagi's soft kitty.


But her utter lack of reception to their coupler bothered the young jock. The reason he had gone along with this was to enjoy young lady Miyagi carnally but her seeming indifference to his efforts angered him. His fingers now painfully squeezed her nipples trying to provoke a reaction from her and when that proved stillborn he moved his handwriting from her breast and grabbed the back of her neck.


Tilting her head word up he stared into her eyes as the speed of his thrusting continued to increase. Though Miss Miyagi's eyes were open they seemed to see zippo and stared vacantly ahead but Kenji was captivated by her recherche knockout. ‘ miss Miyagi'his judgment cried out silently as he felt his sexual climax approach and he barely withdrew his penis in time before spewing his semen onto her violated dead body.


When his organic structure returned to pattern after his thundering climax Kenji high-fived his companions before lowering her peg to the desk. They walked a fiddling bit away from the desk and began to watch the playback feature of the tv camera ; reliving what had just happened.


Suddenly regaining her senses Mai saw an opportunity to fly the coop from their clutches while they were distracted. She drew her body into a formal and managed to wreak her guarded hands past her leg and to the front of her eubstance with little difficulty. That was to be expected from someone who had been a gymnast while a student. Mai's gymnastic career was cut short when a late outgrowth spurt came making her breasts too big to realistically compete but her body still remained lithe and flexible.


As soon as her custody were in front of her consistency Miss Miyagi made her breakout for it. She rolled off the desk on the face closest to the door, landing painfully on her knees. However she quickly regained her metrical foot and dashed for the door. Her attackers were slow to react as they never expected it and at first they got in each other's way.


That allowed Mai to skid the schoolroom room access outdoors and she had the presence of brain to shut it after her which would postulate her attackers doing the like. She sprinted down the hall and as she did she yelled for help. Behind her came the phone of stride as Kenji had gained the residence and was now pursuing her in his socks.


An intersecting corridor was fast approaching when girl Miyagi took a quick peek behind her to ascertain the aloofness between them so she never saw the bod stair out from around the bend dexter. Her chief turned forward right before he lunged at her and at the close distance she was unable to stop in time or charter any evasive action.


Miss Miyagi only caught a glimpse of a muscled male body wearing a unproblematic black kimono that hung overt with no belt revealing his bombastic, rearing hard-on. But it was his psyche she noticed in the split second before they collided for he was wearing a Nipponese demon mask.


Then their consistence came together and she was lifted as easily as a infant and thrown over his articulatio humeri. Without stopping he began to go in the focus she had come from. missy Miyagi heard the pursuing human body approaching but she was ineffectual to see her new capturer shake an admonishing finger's breadth at Kenji.


The student hung his block out head in shame as he knew they had made a grave wrongdoing in allowing her to escape. If she had run in another direction then it was possible she might accept escaped and then who knows what the resultant role might be. Luckily for them she'd gone in the guidance 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 free again but it was improbable with the custodian holding her tightly.


As he carried her the older man couldn't help but to run his hired hand along the smooth, unornamented skin of her leg while holding her with the early deal. Miss Miyagi barely felt it as she was now plunged back into ignominious despair. She had been so close to getting away and now she was being brought back to her schoolroom by some new and terrifying captor. A instant later they were back in the way where Mr. Takahashi unceremoniously dumped her to the floor on her posterior.


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


The stymie students nodded as they stood by the captive teacher.


"Since I did some of your oeuvre you can return the favor"came the distorted voice from behind the demon masque."Get her on her metrical unit and set over this desk"he ordered while pointing to one.


Trying to redeem themselves the students soon had misfire Miyagi in stance and both Ichiro and Kenji held her in that respect. Hideki continued to movie during this meter which Mr. Takahashi noted.


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


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


Mr. Takahashi then moved behind her and his fingers sought out the slide fastener to her skirt. He yanked down the zip before pulling her chick down to the floor after which time he secured her articulatio talocruralis to the desk also. After inspecting his handiwork to support she was tightly bound he tossed the now fresh bondage 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 decently before the bounds and set over Miss Miyagi. He took her head with one hand as his other stroked his ready erection.


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


His potent hand then squeezed her jaw prompting missy Miyagi to open wide. He drove it to the vertebral column of her mouth easily though more still remained outside ; 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 pass and top part of his spear into her throat and his hairy, ponderous Lucille Ball to her chin.


Miss Miyagi started to choke and gag on his midst manhood at which time he pulled out allowing her to cough up some spittle. Once she stopped he forced his full duration in again and this meter he literally fucked her throat for a hour until she again gagged.


This happened a few clip but no issue what he did in attentiveness to taking it easier ; his size was just too often for miss Miyagi to palm. With a disgusted grunt the mask custodian again withdrew and this time he moved to the face 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 hi Kitty™ panty 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 from her blouse. Now that she was properly gagged Mr. Takahashi went to act on the young teacher.


One of his hands slid under her dead body and groped her boob. With consummate attainment he played with her nipple and it soon stood at tending. He then moved to the other while his second gear hand reached behind her where his finger probed her womanly faithful. As soon as her second mammilla hardened he tweaked it once sending a wave of pleasure to her nervus endings before releasing it.


That mitt now crept down her body, past her stomach and bellybutton and brushed against her silklike pubic hair until it reached her conceal pearl. He began to gently stroke it with his fingertip while at the Lapplander clip driving two fingerbreadth 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 heading was near hers and started to whisper.


"Your consistency is quite delicious and I shall greatly delight using it for my needs. But there's no reason you can't enjoy it as well. Don't worry about whether it's right or incorrect as you have no say in the topic ; so just relax and I'll do the work."


His words seemed to have the antonym 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 digit in her blind drunk channel making sure to stimulate her g-spot. In malice of being unwilling, Miss Miyagi's consistency was beginning to tell on her as she felt herself dampening and he noticed it as well. Unlike her earlier assailant, Mr. Takahashi was a skilled and get practitioner of the carnal arts and he brought all his considerable talents to have upon her.


"Ah, I can see you are starting to respond 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 lovely white lily with my hard stem."


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


"Do you recognise what this is young woman Miyagi ?"the demon headway asked, holding a small device in the thenar of his hand which he showed to her."This is the Fukuoku 9000, the most powerful state of the art finger vibrator. You are about to turn intimately acquainted with its capabilities."


As he said this he slipped it on the forefinger of his right bridge player and stepped right behind her. Mr. Takahashi slid two finger's breadth from his lead bridge player into her crocked chitsu as his other hand again sought out her veil pearl. This fourth dimension when he found it he was delivering 9,000 shaking per minute. When it contacted her hump push button Mai started to thrash about trying to avoid it connecting to her most sensitive place 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 impulse a minute of arc proved too much to overtake. The fact that Mr. Takahashi was also again fingering her g-spot with each movement of his paw only added to her quandary. In maliciousness of not wanting it to find Miss Miyagi soon felt her Whitney Moore Young Jr. consistency wracked by the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced in her life.


She let out a dampen luxuriously pitched cry while her wholly body shook and trembled in the throes of an earth shattering climax. Her womanhood gushed a copious amount of fluid that flowed past her assaulter's fingers and ran down her trembling thighs in midget runnel. Mr. Takahashi let out a booming laughter in reaction to her body betraying her and instead of stopping he sped up his fingers.


In the side by side five arcminute Miss Miyagi experienced two more intellect 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 Thomas More of her juices to bunk. He then moved his vibrating fingerbreadth off her tumefy pearl and switched it off before removing it.


Her body was just beginning to recover when Mai felt his severe maleness offset to rub against her inner lips. It slid their length and with each movement the mushroom-shaped cloud head collided with her now overly medium pearl sending waves of pleasure radiating across her dead body. He teased her like this for a patch until without warning he slid his thick root into her.


Mai cried out as he filled her to the deepness of her distribution channel with one mighty thrust, going cryptical than any man ever had before. Mr. Takahashi took hold of her pelvic arch with both hands as he slowly worked his member in and out of her violated flower. He timed his breathing to his thrusts so they were in perfect concordance with one another and focused his concentration on both giving and receiving pleasure.


Miss Miyagi's tight wetness clung to his calamus 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 locomote out until only the large fountainhead remained in her garden pink heyday before beginning the process anew.


She let out a number of high pitched moans, unique to Japanese fair sex, as the custodian's driving thickness worked them both to a fury of lust. Each time he buried his root, his testicle sac made contact with her off-white pushing her closer until finally Miss Miyagi shuddered as she was forced to yet another orgasm.


When her case tightened on him Mr. Takahashi allowed himself to cum. He felt his seed flow up his beginning and discharge into her as he continued to stuff deeply until no more spewed. Only then did he pull his steel free of her clinging blossom.


After he had withdrawn he directed Hideki who had filmed it all to focus on her soft pink lips. Soon a pearl of white emerged from her violated flower and it was followed by more as his sperm cell flowed from her. Mr. Takahashi gathered together his belongings and finally he undid the alliance that held her in blank space. Her ill-used and exhausted consistence sank to the story 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 pupil 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 worry about that. I shall return it tomorrow to you. But first I must remove what you filmed today. You could have quite a lot of harm with it so its better 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 masquerade party 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 work force she dressed the better she was capable to though her panties and blouse were ruined. She put on her annulus and adjusted her brassiere before standing on shaky legs. Luckily there was no one to see her as she made her way to the teacher's locker way where she put a lightly 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 piece of work she had to complete. Instead she drew a hot bath and sank her violated organic structure into the steaming water and soaked until the water turned cold.


The next day she called in sick as she was ineffective to face returning to her classroom so soon and instead wandered the metropolis in a daze as she tried to figure out what her next course of study of natural action should be. girl Miyagi finally decided that she would try to bury about what happened and resume her living 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 put late at schooltime again.


The following morning when she arrived Miss Miyagi did her secure to act normally, greeting educatee and module alike with her habitual and cheerful trade good morning. During grade she had a few moments where she lost focus as she wondered if her attackers were sitting before her. But she quickly recovered and resumed the instruction of her students.


At last her lunch full stop arrived so girl Miyagi started in the steering of the faculty lounge. While she walked down the corridor she noticed the elderly custodian sweeping the trading floor in social movement of her. She started to walk around him when he turned in her direction and spoke.


"Miss, 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 mouth with her. She had noticed this man since she began to teach at the academy, always quietly toiling in the scope but this was the initiatory 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 party favour and look at something I found. I think you will find it quite interesting."


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


"Thank you Miss"he said as he leaned the Calluna vulgaris against the rampart before reaching into the scoop of his coveralls.


He produced a nomadic earphone and fumbled with it for a mo, as if he was unfamiliar with how to puzzle out it. Then he seemed to find what he was looking for as he smiled and gestured for her to expect as he turned it her way. Miss Miyagi's stemma ran cold when she saw it, for displayed on the screen was a picture of her face with a hard phallus between her lips as she sucked it. She tried to grow away when he seized her wrist with an iron grip.


"postponement Miss Miyagi, there is one More I want you to see"he told her in a vocalism now garish and overtop and against her will she turned back.


His finger pressed the telephone and the picture changed to one of her well used chitsu with dense white fluid oozing out of it. The man now had a across-the-board grinning 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 keep from crying.


"Yes that's even off. I remember reading that in your force filing cabinet after our Holocene epoch enjoyable intermezzo. I also recall you are an but shaver and your parents are your only close relatives."


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


"I would hate for them to get out how their daughter conducts herself in the big city, spreading her legs for all takers. present with the cyberspace such things can be spread far and wide and I'm sure that would be devastating to them. It would be a cataclysm for them to lose face over their girl's disgraceful behavior. Of trend there is no motive for them to see 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 petty something to brighten the day of an old man. My billet is located in the cellar. I expect you to be there in five bit ready to accommodate whatever my desire is today and every day actually. From now on during your lunch flow you will cover there. Do you empathise ?"


"Yes. I understand."


"trade 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 basement. To her shame she already felt herself moistening in anticipation of what would follow.


THE END