New English teacher

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New English Teacher's
Table of Contents
? * Chapter 1: The Target of Humiliation is the English Teacher
? * Chapter 2: A Girl's Screams Echo in the Church
? * Chapter 3: The Smell of Rape After School
? * Chapter 4: The Female Teacher Imprisoned by the Headmaster
? * Chapter 5: The Basement is the Eighteen Levels of Humiliation in Hell
? * Chapter 6: High School Students Become Slaves to Prostitution
? * Chapter 7: Mihoko Becomes a Sacrifice Offered to Foreigners
? * Chapter 8: A Well-Designed Trap for Female Students
? * Chapter 9: The First Experience is the Prelude to Pleasure
? * Chapter 10: The Honey Cave is the Devil's Favorite Place
? * Chapter 11: Exposing the Mask of the Lustful Beast
Chapter 1: The Target of Humiliation is the English Teacher
Seito School is built in a lush environment that still retains part of Musashi's original appearance. In a magazine's school special issue, it was specifically mentioned that there is a beautiful campus surrounded by green forests, and the almost excessively large campus is covered with lawns. The magazine said that first-time visitors would have the illusion of arriving at an outer school.
This school is part of a church system. The small chapel standing in the center of the campus perfectly illustrates this. To the left, across the lawn, where you can see the gleaming cross on the chapel's roof, is a white building—that's the students' school building.
"When Japanese people think of 'teaching,' they think of 'teach,' but in England, it's rarely used except in very special circumstances. For example, when asking for directions to the station, you use 'tell.' You'd say, 'Would you tell me the way to the station?'"
Standing on the podium of Class 3-B, with a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead, diligently teaching, was Miho Nishijo, who had just started teaching English a month ago.
"Teacher, how do you say 'I want to have sex with you' to a woman?"
a boy sitting in the corner of the classroom asked, causing the whole class to laugh.
Miho, a new teacher, didn't yet have the ability or courage to deftly evade the boy's half-joking, lewd question. But she couldn't get angry, so she could only blush and be at a loss, which only emboldened the boys to jeer even more.
Of course, if Mihoko weren't beautiful, the boys wouldn't be so enthusiastically teasing her. Her long years living abroad had cultivated a carefree attitude, and her beautiful figure particularly accentuated her feminine charm, enough to arouse the curious gazes of the adolescent boys.
This day was no different from usual, with the boys constantly jeering.
"Teacher, what color underwear are you wearing today
?" "Let's talk about your first sexual experience!"
"What are your thoughts on high school students' sexual behavior?"
Things had escalated to the point where they were out of control. The girls the teacher relied on could only whisper "How annoying," "Perverted," and wait with curious expressions to see how things would unfold. Mihoko stood blankly on the podium.
"Hey! Quiet down, poor Ms. Nishijo."
Suddenly standing up to protect Mihoko was the class representative, Akira Nakanishi.
"Nakanishi, stop pretending to be a good student! You've fallen for Mr. Saijo, haven't you?"
"Yeah, yeah, he's probably fantasizing about Mr. Saijo masturbating naked."
Another burst of laughter erupted. Just then, the bell rang to signal the end of class. Watching the students' heated exchange, Mihoko felt uneasy, only relaxing when the bell rang.
Of course, Mihoko knew that education was different now than in the past, gradually losing its sacred image. But in Mihoko's mind, the idea that the classroom was a sacred place still lingered. However, the reality had reached this point, and because she had once held high hopes for the teaching profession, Mihoko's anxieties were correspondingly greater.
Walking out of the classroom, just a few meters towards the staff room, she felt something touch her shoulder and turned around.
"Mr. Saijo, how's class going? Are you used to it now?"
The person was Narirai Tatsuya, the World History teacher and also the homeroom teacher for Class 3-B. He's rumored to be a figure constantly making headlines for giving contraception lessons in class or gathering male students at his home to show pornographic videos, yet he's extremely popular among the students.
"Yes... finally..."
Mihoko replied casually, carefully talking to Tatsuya, then mentally considering how much nicer clothes she should wear. She had this thought every time she saw Tatsuya. Upon closer inspection, he was handsome, nearly 180 centimeters tall, rather thin, but with a robust frame. However, he seemed completely unconcerned about his appearance; his hair was often disheveled, his suits were wrinkled, and his shirt collars were yellowed.
"People who have lived in America are indeed different. Everyone says your pronunciation is very beautiful. Of course, it's not just your pronunciation that's beautiful."
"Teacher, don't tease me."
Seeing Mihoko trying to avoid Tatsuya's gaze, he seized the opportunity to pursue her.
"Teacher Saijo, are you free this weekend?"
Mihoko felt he had finally said it. When he first arrived, he was particularly attentive to her. Of course, he wasn't the kind of person Mihoko disliked. But since he was a radical teacher who advocated for sexual liberation among high school students, it was best to be careful.
"Um... I don't know yet."
"Meryl Streep's 'In Love' is showing at the Lucky Mini-Theatre, have you seen it
?" "No, not yet, but..."
"I was thinking of asking you to go see it together."
"I didn't expect Mr. Narirai to be so romantic."
She had heard about the movie from a friend and had wanted to see it, but she didn't want to agree to his invitation so easily.
"Please don't joke around, I watch romantic movies occasionally. Is anything special going on this weekend?"
"No... maybe a classmate from university will come to visit."
She made up an excuse.
"I see, then I'll ask you again around Friday!"
Mihoko thought to herself, going is fine... so they parted ways at the faculty and staff area.
Back at my desk, I saw a white, unsealed envelope containing a piece of paper in what appeared to be a woman's handwriting.
Who was this "A-zi"? Why didn't she write her real name? The school had a consultation room; why choose the gymnasium? The more I thought about it, the more questions arose. But considering the other person was a girl going through puberty, it didn't seem too abrupt. Besides, this was the first time a student had consulted her, which made me quite happy.
Anyway, I decided to go and see.
After the bell rang, I waited until everyone around had quieted down before leaving the staff room. Fortunately, I didn't encounter anyone and arrived at the gymnasium.
She hadn't arrived yet. Five minutes passed, and still no movement.
Was someone playing a joke on her? That was quite possible, but what was so funny about that?
Turning back unintentionally, I noticed the equipment room door was ajar.
Was she waiting for me inside...?
As she reached the equipment room door and was about to peek inside, a hand suddenly grabbed her hair and forcefully pulled her inside.
"Ouch!"
Losing her balance, Mihoko stumbled and fell onto the embankment, instinctively turning her head to look. Her slender face was filled with shock.
"You...you're Yamada-kun..."
Standing in the doorway was Yamada Yuzo, from Class 3-B. According to other teachers, he was a well-behaved student with excellent grades until the first semester of third grade, but his behavior had deteriorated since then, making him a problem student among the teachers.
"What's going on here..."
Mihoko pulled down her skirt, desperately telling herself to stay calm.
"I was waiting for the teacher. You've read the letter, haven't you?"
Yuzo said, looking at Mihoko as he closed the equipment room door.
Mihoko saw the furrowed brow on his face and sensed a murderous intent in his eyes. Of course, panicking now would only embolden him.
"So that letter was from you. Because it was signed 'A-ko,' I thought it was from a girl... What's up
?" "Teacher, you're such a naive woman. That was just bait to lure you here. I just want to have sex with you."
Hearing that direct tone, Mihoko was stunned. At the same time, she realized that what was bound to happen had now happened. She was terrified of facing this situation one day.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Calm down! I'm your teacher. How could a teacher agree to such a request from a student!"
Feeling her face burning hotter, Mihoko wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.
"Hmph, you wouldn't let me have my way, so I had to rape you."
Yuzo said, unbuttoning his shirt.
What was he saying? Was this something a nineteen-year-old high school student would say? What was the difference between him and a thug?
Although she tried to remain calm, Mihoko's heart was beating faster and faster.
"Yamada-kun, do you understand what you're doing?"
"I don't want to listen to your lectures. I'm already this excited."
Yuzo finished speaking and unzipped his pants, pulling out a monstrous thing. It wasn't so much that it was pulled out as it leaped out, fearlessly erect, standing tall and pointing diagonally upwards from between his pants.
Mihoko felt a pang of guilt at seeing something she shouldn't have and immediately closed her eyes. But sensing Yuzo's movements, she opened them again.
Like a red-hot iron rod, the fleshy pillar, the obscene-looking scrotum, was getting closer and closer to her.
If Mihoko had extensive experience with men, she might have been able to handle the situation skillfully, but Mihoko only had experience shaking hands and hugging men; she wouldn't pretend to obey and then take the opportunity to escape, so it's no wonder she was in such a predicament.
"No, don't!"
Mihoko instinctively raised her right arm above her head, adopting a protective posture. Her body, never having been given to a man, was being taken by this brat; she'd rather die than accept it.
"Teacher, do it to me!"
Yuzo forcefully pushed Mihoko down, pinning her to the ground as she desperately tried to escape.
"You can't do this... Yamada-kun!
" Mihoko mustered all her strength, pushing Yuzo's body away and grabbing a basketball, slamming it against his face. But after a few seconds of struggle, the basketball was quickly snatched away.
"Teacher, don't resist! You actually like having sex with men, don't you!"
Mihoko was pinned to the edge by the powerful force, struggling desperately. The thought of being seen as a lewd and frivolous woman filled her with rage.
"Yamada-kun, you know what the consequences will be! You can't stay at school anymore..."
"Stop arguing!"
That day, Mihoko wore a light blue suit and a blouse with ruffles at the chest. Because the buttons on the front of her shirt were undone, Yuzo's hand immediately grabbed her breasts from under her shirt.
"No! Please, don't do this!"
Mihoko tried to push him away, but her waist was already tightly embraced, leaving her powerless. Moreover, her tight skirt was being lifted higher and higher, completely exposing her thighs.
"Teacher's breasts are fuller than I imagined."
The feeling of being roughly touched on the breasts by a student with a face full of acne only filled Mihoko with disgust. Mihoko still couldn't escape Yuzo's embrace. She pushed Yuzo's shoulder with one hand and Yuzo's with the other, her face displaying a lustful expression.
Mihoko's face sank into the embankment, the stench of sweat and dust filling her nostrils.
"Ah!...Let me go..."
Mihoko turned her face to the side and then wriggled upwards, but this only gave Yuzo an opportunity. Yuzo then hugged Mihoko tightly from behind. She immediately yanked her shirt, the buttons popping off quickly to reveal her dazzling white bra. Without hesitation, she pulled it down, exposing her beautiful, full breasts in broad daylight.
A large hand immediately grabbed her breast.
"No, don't!"
With her breasts grasped, Mihoko twisted her body with all her might, trying to push away the man's clutches. But the fingers, embedded in her flesh, refused to let go easily. Instead, while Mihoko's attention was on her chest, Yuzo's hand tried to lift her skirt.
"You can't do this!"
Afraid her legs would also be exposed, Mihoko tried to pull down her skirt, which was already lifted to her thighs, but Yuzo's hand immediately slid inside her thighs.
"Ah!...There!...No!"
Mihoko squeezed her thighs together in that instant, but Yuzo took the opportunity to press down on her, causing his arm to naturally lift the hem of her skirt.
"Teacher, don't make a scene like this. We need to do something nice." Mihoko's
ability to remain calm in this situation suggests a seemingly easygoing nature, but also a strong personality. Without this strength, she probably wouldn't have chosen teaching as a profession. While high school students today are much larger than in the past, Yuzo's physique, though not large, is still strong enough to overpower a seemingly weak woman. "Teacher, your body smells so good, and your breasts are so soft..." Yuzo now completely controls Mihoko's body, pressing his nose against her trembling breasts, sniffing like a dog. "No...no!" Mihoko panics, desperately twisting her head and kicking her legs. At this moment, Yuzo is already straddling Mihoko, unhooking her skirt, pulling down the zipper, slightly pulling down the skirt, and immediately grabbing the top of her pantyhose, pulling the skirt up to her knees in one swift motion. "How could this happen?! God, save me!..." Taking advantage of Yuzo's upper body moving away, Mihoko tried her best to break free, but her skirt was wrapped around her knees, hindering her movements. Just as she turned and bent over, her last remaining white panties were pulled down. "Ah... this can't be!"

Her full, white mounds, slightly revealing her lewd valley, swayed from side to side.
"Such beautiful ass, it's almost dazzling."
Yuzo's erect penis swayed between her legs as he nimbly removed Mihoko's skirt, pantyhose, and underwear from her struggling body. Her shoes also came off, leaving Mihoko's lower body completely exposed.
"No!..."
Mihoko kicked her legs, trying to prevent Yuzo from succeeding, now that her lower body was free. Yuzo's lecherous gaze lingered on Mihoko's exposed thighs. Beneath her snow-white belly was a patch of dark pubic hair, and below that, a fleshy slit.
"I've seen the teacher's vulva... I can't hold back anymore!"
Excited to the extreme, Yuzo pressed himself against the desperately resisting Mihoko. Although Mihoko pushed Yuzo away slightly, she was immediately and completely subdued again.
Yuzo's hand moved upwards from her thigh, the nauseating sensation making Mihoko tremble. She struggled to escape. Just then, a pile of embankments nearby collapsed, hitting Yuzo. Mihoko tried to crawl away from the embankments, but Yuzo grabbed her legs and pulled her back.
"Teacher, don't make things too difficult for me!"
Yuzo turned Mihoko around and pressed himself against her again. This time, he immediately directed his hot penis towards her most secret place.
"Ah...no...no...ah..."
Completely exhausted, Mihoko no longer had the strength to push Yuzo away. In fear, Mihoko felt the hard, masculine pressure on her untouched virginity.
But in reality, Yuzo wasn't exactly skilled with women either. After much effort, he couldn't penetrate her dry, unresponsive vagina. Therefore, thinking that lubricant was needed, he began to touch her labia with his hands. Lacking gentleness, this only evoked disgust in Mihoko, though she still felt a subtle sensation in her body.
When his fingers broke through the folds and touched the most sensitive part, Mihoko felt an unbearable agitation, twisting her body with all her might. This reaction probably stimulated Yuzo, who began to focus his fingers on touching her nipples.
"Ah...no...no..."
She could no longer utter these words. In her humiliated mind, past events flashed through Mihoko's memory like a revolving lantern.
Mihoko's father was a senior employee of a trading company. When she was in her second year of junior high school, he was sent to work in San Francisco, USA, where Mihoko studied until her first year of university. Initially, she disliked living in a foreign country where she couldn't speak the language. However, she met a teacher who completely integrated her into American life. This teacher was an elderly divorced woman named Lily, and through her dedicated efforts, Mihoko began to speak English. From then on, Mihoko also harbored the idea of becoming an English teacher. When she returned to university in Japan, her desire became even stronger.
At first, finding a teacher was very difficult, and there was a period when she almost gave up. However, through her father's connections, she decided to teach at Seito School, full of hope, and reported to the school.
But, less than a month later, she suffered such a tragic fate—who could have foreseen this
? "Yamada-kun, please don't do this!"
Mihoko resisted with her last ounce of strength. But Yuzo, holding Mihoko's head, skillfully controlled her body with his knees inserted between her legs, licking her full breasts with his tongue while simultaneously playing with her clitoris with his fingers.
"Teacher's breasts are so elastic, so beautiful."
"Ah! No...no...no..."
Yuzo's fingers attacked the woman's two most sensitive areas simultaneously, causing her body to gradually heat up, with an indescribable itching sensation spreading throughout her lower body. Yuzo, sensitive to Mihoko's clitoris, noticed her heightened arousal and expanded the range of his finger movements.
She had secretly hoped for something romantic, but to lose her virginity in this way... it was truly regrettable.
Mihoko began to lament her fate. But contrary to her earlier feelings, nectar slowly seeped from the depths of her petals, something she couldn't control.
Feeling the warmth on his fingers, Yuzo boldly parted her petals and inserted his fingers deeper. Mihoko instinctively tried to squeeze her thighs together. But Yuzo's knees, positioned between them, widened the opening.
"Look! Teacher's wetness is coming out too,"
Yuzo said smugly to Mihoko, while suddenly inserting his fingers even deeper.
"Ah!"
Mihoko cried softly, her brow furrowing, her toes lifting slightly.
"Does doing this... feel good, Teacher..."
he said, rotating his fingers inside her petals like a stirring rod. The petals, opening in the dampness, involuntarily clamped shut against the unreasonable intruder.
"Ah...no...no..."
Mihoko's upper body was stiff and immobile, trying to cut off all sensation. But the fingers moving inside her body made it impossible for her not to feel. At that moment, Yuzo's body began to move downwards.
"I want to take a closer look at what's going on here, teacher."
Before he could finish speaking, Mihoko's legs were lifted, placed in a very lewd position.
There was a fleshy slit between her thighs, and something was shining through it.
"Ah...no!"
Shame made Mihoko arch her upper body and strain her legs. But Yuzo placed her legs on his shoulders, preventing her from using her strength. When she twisted her body to escape, he pulled her back forcefully, causing her body to fold inwards.
"Please...don't do this."
Mihoko frantically hit her head and shoulders. However, the folded position of her body failed to pose a threat to stop Yuzo's attack, remaining an exposed position for her erogenous zones.
"Ah, this view is unbearable."
Yuzo gasped excitedly at the pink cleft, bringing his nose close to the secret crevice. He hugged her thighs tightly, a peculiar sensation arising in his most sensitive area.
"No, I hate it...don't..."
Shame instantly turned to nausea, but then nausea transformed into a palpable pleasure.
"Ah, this must be a mistake,"
Mihoko thought for a moment, wishing it were a dream. But a pile of dusty tatami mats, vaulting boxes, basketballs, and a bunch of judo mats...it was undoubtedly the gym equipment room, and Mihoko was about to be raped by her student.
"No, this absolutely cannot happen!"
Mihoko angrily grabbed a feather net near her head and hurled it at Yuzo's head as he attacked her genitals. The unexpected attack forced Yuzo to look up. As she removed the net from her head, she seized the opportunity to turn over and crawl towards the doorway.
Her full, firm breasts gleamed alluringly, the petals rising under the pressure from her sides.
"Escape is impossible."
Yuzo, dropping the net and quickly pulling down his trousers and underwear to expose his genitals, pounced on Mihoko. For Mihoko, this was her last hope for escape, but before she could even reach the door, Yuzo easily caught her. She thought,
"Maybe someone will hear me if I scream..." but being discovered like this would make her the laughingstock of the whole school.
"Don't resist, teacher, you're already soaking wet here,"
Yuzo said, grabbing Mihoko's waist and beginning to lick her honey-scented petals like a male dog sniffing a female dog's rear. "Ah...help..."
Mihoko twisted her hips, trying to shake Yuzo off, but he forcefully grabbed her mounds, spreading them wide open, and then began to lick her exposed secret valley frantically.
"Ah...no...don't..."
The sensation of her sensitive flesh being licked completely confused Mihoko. Humiliation, shame, and pleasure mingled and raced through her body, making it difficult for Mihoko to maintain her senses.
Just then, she heard the noon bell ring in the distance. There were still twenty minutes until the end of the fourth period. As if urged by the bell, Yuzo lifted his upper body and, in the same position, pressed his hard member into her narrow opening.
"I can't do this... I absolutely can't..."
Mihoko twisted her hips, trying to escape, but Yuzo held her waist tightly, making it impossible for her to move.
"Ah... I'm finally going to lose my virginity..."
Mihoko seemed to resign herself to her fate, her whole body tense and stiff as iron.
"Ugh..."
When she heard what sounded like panting behind her, a tearing pain immediately shot through her lower body.
"Ouch..."
Mihoko gripped the floor desperately with both hands to endure the intense pain. She clearly felt the thick, hard penis being forced into her lower body. For Mihoko, experiencing this for the first time, it was a terrifying, trembling sensation.
The trembling intensified as Yuzo began moving his lower body back and forth. Mihoko seriously wondered if her vagina would tear. But that was only at the beginning; as the penis repeatedly moved in and out of her, the intense pain gradually lessened.
"As expected of you, teacher, this place is so tight, it feels like it's being sucked in. Teacher, are you feeling pleasure too?"
The insertion became smoother, and Yuzo's movements quickened, the sound of his body hitting Mihoko's buttocks increasing in intensity. Of course, Mihoko wasn't in the mood to feel pleasure; she was only thinking about getting out of this situation quickly.
Because Yuzo's insertion was excessively vigorous, several times Mihoko almost hit her face on the ground, but she eventually ended up lying face down. At this moment, Yuzo nimbly turned Mihoko's body around and continued his attack in a normal position.
Mihoko felt that this position allowed for deeper penetration, and she discovered that even this slight difference could trigger a deep, itchy sensation within her body. Once this feeling arose, it intensified with each thrust, and she began to experience what was likely what was called pleasure. She involuntarily wanted to moan.
However, the hot-blooded aggressor had no mind to perceive her pleasure; he only sped up his thrusting. In less than two or three minutes, he made the same sounds, his body convulsing.
"Ah...I'm going to cum...Teacher...I'm going to cum..."
With Yuzo's cry, it felt as if something exploded inside him. Yuzo began to press weakly against Mihoko. His penis swelled intermittently, each time releasing hot fluid into Mihoko's uterus.
At this moment, Mihoko felt the swelling pleasure cease, and an overwhelming emotion swirled within her. Even so, feeling a sense of relief at the end, Mihoko lay there motionless, like a dead person.
Shortly after, there was a sound of Yuzo leaving, pulling up his pants.
What to do? Should she just let the student who raped her go? Should she report him? Who should she report him to? The police or the principal? No matter who she reported it to, once it was reported, this scandal would quickly spread throughout the school, and students, teachers, and even parents would look at her with curiosity...
Unable to decide, Mihoko kept her eyes closed.
"If you want to report me, report me to whoever you want."
Leaving these words, Yuzo left the equipment room.

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