My blind date was a teacher.

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My name is Li Jianliang, I'm thirty years old, a first-class architect, and my annual income exceeds 400,000 RMB, which is considered a success in the eyes of ordinary people. However, beneath this bright and glamorous exterior, I hide a dark secret.

This secret stems from my school days.

To be honest, few people would believe that I wasn't a top student in my youth; I was among the bottom students, always at the bottom of the class, and a thorn in the side of the teachers.

For me at that time, I just wanted to get by academically, without thinking about the future, until I met that female teacher…

I don't remember her name anymore, but I vaguely remember her as a young and beautiful woman, petite, with a delicate figure, short, smooth, black hair, and an unexpectedly strong personality. She was a very dedicated teacher, extremely passionate about teaching.

Therefore, I was the one who received special attention in her eyes.

From academic performance to character and temperament, from clothing to daily routines, she would almost always grab me and give me a lecture, constantly offering advice.

Then, after a midterm exam, she called me to the front of the class and, in front of everyone, made me read aloud my dismal grades, mocking and humiliating me. Then, she forcibly pulled down my pants as punishment and brutally whipped my buttocks with a rattan cane in front of the entire class.

Yes, her petite body held me firmly, with no way to escape. The bamboo cane beat me until my skin was torn and bleeding, unleashing an unprecedented humiliation and hatred.

I will never forget that scene!

The sound of each whip, the pain and humiliation transmitted to my body, the gloating and disdainful laughter of my classmates, and the teacher's merciless beating… This lesson not only eradicated my lazy attitude, turning me into a well-behaved, model student, but it also planted a seed in my soul: an unexpected and intense sadistic attraction to women.

The desire to see them experience the same emotions I felt then was forever etched into my being.

And so, my life took a dramatic turn. Good grades brought me the favor of teachers, the respect of classmates, and even women throwing themselves at me, showing me the realities of society.

This spurred me to work harder, until I reached adulthood and obtained a profession that others envied.

Naturally, my dark secret also flourished along my life's journey, becoming increasingly apparent to the women around me, revealing my true self without reservation.

Lawyers, doctors, flight attendants, bank managers, and many others had the privilege of enjoying my sadomasochistic tendencies.

Needless to say, those who could accept it stayed. Those who couldn't left naturally. Anyway, with women coming and going, separating and reuniting, I wasn't lacking in women, so why not?

Until a few days before my thirtieth birthday, my family arranged a blind date for me with a teacher at a private school.

Naturally, after years of indulging in a harem, how could I possibly want to be bound by a woman? During dessert time after lunch that day, I ingeniously brought up this topic at the table.

Quite coincidentally, she also had a penchant for reading novels, especially during holidays. She could spend an entire day immersed in the world of words without ever leaving the house.

Coincidentally, so did I…

“Oh, you like reading novels too?” She chuckled after hearing my answer and asked, “So, what kind of novels do you like?” This was actually a deliberate lead-in, part of my final plan.

“I… like reading SM erotic novels, especially those with explicit content.” I stated it casually, as if it were a perfectly normal little thing, and emphasized, “I really enjoy the shameful and disciplined exhibitionist scenes, especially with my partner…” Sure enough, my answer stunned her, leaving her speechless.

As I expected, a normal woman would definitely think I was a pervert. In the end, this arranged blind date would fall apart, and I could continue my carefree life.

This was a good outcome.

If she dared to tell anyone about this, I could openly sue her for defamation, which would be even better. I promise my parents will never arrange another blind date for me.

But if I accept, it'll suit my taste even better. I've been looking forward to having a girlfriend like this for a long time, but I just haven't had the chance. A golden opportunity like this is too good to pass up.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she lowered her head, picked up her glass of red wine,

and sipped it slowly, as if calming her turbulent emotions. Then she slowly raised her head and shyly replied, "I...I also like this kind of novel...I often fantasize about being the heroine, being watched by others, which excites me..." She swallowed hard and added,

"If you can guarantee my safety, I...I'm actually very willing..." The rest is self-explanatory. This explosive mutual confession instantly transformed us from strangers into partners with shared secrets. As

a result, she naturally became my girlfriend, and the woman I love most, Tongtong.

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... That day, thanks to my boss's generosity, I had a three-day holiday. After lunch, I shamelessly followed my girlfriend to school. I claimed it was to accompany her to work, but I had other plans. A bold, unprecedented plan, long in the making, was about to be put into action. While she was handling student affairs in her personal office, I was in the audiovisual classroom next door, setting up my ideas that had been swirling in my head for the past few days. I must say, the perks of private schools are really good. Besides the private study rooms for teachers, there was a small conference room next door, capable of providing specialized instruction to three to five students, fully equipped. Hehe, it was also convenient for me to mess around without being disturbed. So, she went about her business, and I did mine, and the afternoon passed quickly. Finally, as evening approached, after finishing most of the props, I called Tongtong and asked her to come to the audiovisual classroom. Naturally, in the heat of the moment, my girlfriend first scolded me, thinking I was acting crazy, yelling that it was less than twenty meters away, and that she had to come over instead of me. At first, I tried to reason with her, but she ignored me. I continued to nag, and she started to get annoyed. Finally, unable to resist my pleading, she snapped, "Li Jianliang, you just wait, I'm coming right now!" Just then, I heard the excited sound of a door opening and closing next door, the heavy thud of high heels getting closer and closer. Then, I went to the lectern and turned off the lights in the audiovisual classroom, plunging the entire enclosed space into darkness. Thump! The classroom door opened, and my girlfriend stormed in, her back bathed in the orange glow of the outside light, her imposing presence exuding the aura of a hero's entrance. In the darkness, I unconsciously smiled, a knowing smile spreading across my face as I watched Tongtong's expression instantly change from surprise to shock. Anger, surprise, delight, excitement… well, pretty much what I expected. From my spot by the door, rows of my girlfriend's favorite essential oil candles were arranged, their flickering flames creating a winding, curved path, as if silently guiding me towards them. The candles had been burning for a while, filling the air with a soothing fragrance—a blend of floral and fruity aromas. Tongtong's slightly contorted expression softened at the sight of this romantic scene, her heart fluttering. "This…you've spent the whole afternoon doing this?" she asked, somewhat incredulously.

"So, do you like it?" I didn't answer my girlfriend's question, but instead asked how she felt. "I know you've been busy lately, so I spent some time preparing a surprise for you." "Hmm..." She nodded, but still added, "Wait, make sure you clean the classroom for me." "Okay." I agreed.

The tense atmosphere just now turned into ambiguous teasing. Just like I knew Tongtong's preferences well, she couldn't resist such gentleness.

"Not only that, there's also this." The projector in front of the podium turned on, displaying several clear words on the screen, along with lyrical music playing from the speakers, making the simple concern on the screen even more tender.

"Baby, thank you for your hard work."

A few words appeared on the screen behind me. I could vaguely see a tear welling up in my girlfriend's eyes, her angry expression slowly softening, replaced by a faint smile.

"Guess why I created this candle corridor?" Suppressing my anger, I subtly changed the subject, raising a pre-prepared candlestick and casting its red light on my face, illuminating my features in the darkness.

Indeed, this candle path didn't seem like a welcoming fence, but rather a guideway, subtly revealing other meanings. I brought the candlestick close to my chin, lewdly licking my lips, circling it from top to bottom, making Tongtong's expression even more timid, completely lacking her previous assertiveness.

"Jianliang, what do you want…" Her eyes met mine.

Due to the height difference, her chin was slightly raised. This angle unexpectedly evoked a sense of class conflict. Furthermore, the platform under the lectern was extra-high, making our height difference even more obvious.

"Close the door, lock it."

Darkness slowly unfolded, enveloped in gentleness, much like the development of our first blind date. I revealed my silver fangs, naked before her, without pretense.

However, this wasn't just the effect of the setting; the essential oil candles also played a part. I spent a fortune buying candles from overseas with added aphrodisiac ingredients, and after burning for several tens of minutes, the resulting reaction was beyond words.

"Here...?" She lightly licked her lips, her tongue tingling with desire. "Can... not?" Even a strong and fierce woman could become a docile lamb at my feet, just like the women of my past, unable to resist me at this moment. Predictably, Tongtong across from me felt the same way. Seeing my expression shift from gentle to lewd, she began to foresee her fate. She

pulled the door shut and obediently locked it. Now, no one would disturb our time. I pulled over a high stool—originally a teacher's seat—and sat down imposingly, like a bandit leader inspecting his spoils. My left hand propped up my right elbow, manipulating the candlestick in my hand, the flickering light a pale purplish-red. Purple, the color of sadomasochism; red, signifying passionate emotions. The combination, filled with ambiguity and provocation, instantly spread. "Strip naked, kneel down," I commanded decisively, brimming with confidence. The results of my long-term training imbued my words with power. Combined with the environment, the sense of control was even stronger. It was as if we were together at night, only in a different setting. I knew my girlfriend wouldn't refuse my command now. Just like the reason we were dating: "As long as my safety is guaranteed, I... I'm actually very willing..." Clothes slowly fell away, one piece at a time. Although I liked the school's teacher uniforms, at this moment, I wanted to see a different kind of alluring seduction. Naked body, leaving only thigh-high stockings and black high heels. Fair skin paired with seductive black attire, the contrast of black and white, truly tempting. And her full breasts, erect and high, were exactly the kind of woman who aroused me most. "Mmm..." After it was over, she held her breasts with her right hand and covered her lower body with her left, as if making a final sacrifice for her chastity. However, this half-covered, half-revealed appearance only made her more alluring. You know, the most beautiful and moving moment for a woman is when she is shy. After scrutinizing her from head to toe several times, Tongtong still did not obey. I lowered my voice and slowed my tone, saying again: "I'll say it again, kneel down." Gulp! I saw her throat move, as if she was resisting some great pressure. Perhaps it was the unfamiliar place that made her uneasy, or perhaps it was her status as a teacher that prevented her from letting go of her inner pride. She looked up at me, and I responded with an expectant yet indifferent reply. "Yes..." She pursed her lips and obeyed, her legs bending at her knees, silently kneeling down. The noble teacher ultimately succumbed to the coercion of lust. Her snow-white breasts trembled unrestrainedly, creating ripples as my girlfriend knelt on the ground, hands on the floor, head bowed, silent. A subtle, almost imperceptible build-up gradually took shape. "Come here!" I beckoned with my left index finger, issuing a vague command, wanting to watch Tongtong crawl like a puppy onto the path I had carefully crafted. "Mmm..." Her buttocks arched, her body trembling restlessly. Hands on the ground, knees shifting, she swayed her hips slightly, crawling forward slowly, just as I always required of her. It would be perfect if only her personal electric dog tail were at home. Then, I watched my girlfriend straddle the candlelit path, admiring the brilliant flames slowly warming her tender skin, starting from the midline of her body, spreading from her chin to her genitals. Especially her high, firm breasts and nipples, bathed in the increased heat, glistened with beads of sweat, gathering on the nipples—the most striking sight. The heat of the candlelight loosened her pores, slowly turning them crimson. Guided by the candlelight, her desire burned even hotter. Needless to say, when she came before me, the aphrodisiac scent she had carried along would dominate her olfactory nerves, transforming into lust that filled her mind, revealing Tongtong's wanton true nature before me. Yes, tear off her proud mask, and let me torment her! Soon, Tongtong was drenched in fragrant sweat, it was hard to tell whether it was her emotions or the intense heat of the candlelight. Tiny droplets of sweat slowly trickled down her body, outlining subtle patterns. "Ha...huff...ha..." Her soft breaths accompanied her slightly rhythmic crawling. The perfect combination of sound and image delighted me even more. Her fair face grew increasingly flushed and deep. Her dazed eyes were naturally intoxicated by this new and exciting sensation. On one hand, she longed for me to arrive quickly, yet on the other hand, she seemed to wish this candlelit path could be longer. From the scent to the light, it gradually stripped away her reason, letting desire dominate her soul. It made her forget her identity, transforming her into a pure bitch. "Oh...mmm..." The end of the candlelight led to my location. My girlfriend, who had arrived here, was already drenched in a hazy mist of sweat, her pink body shimmering with a moist glow. Her slightly disheveled face, with traces of saliva at the corners of her mouth, was strangely revealed, like the radiance after an orgasm. "How does it feel?" I got off the high stool, bent down, and lifted Tongtong's neck, my right thumb gripping her chin, forcing her to look up and see her face clearly. "Huff..." Tongtong breathed heavily, "...huff huff..." It was hard to imagine that such a short distance could exhaust her so much. Upon closer inspection, I realized that things were not so simple. The effect of this candlelight avenue is far more satisfying than I imagined.

Tongtong, seemingly lost in desire, had a flushed face, a look usually reserved for intense orgasms. Lost in a masochistic mood, she reflected on the crawling motion. Her wet eyes revealed a yearning to be conquered and ravaged.

"Master…" even her form of address changed, "Don't… look at me like that…" Drip, drip.

A strange sound came from my girlfriend's genitals. I was startled to see glistening droplets uncontrollably spurting out in an arc, falling to the ground.

Was it leakage, or a squirting orgasm? Whichever it was, it was something I hadn't expected... I put down the candlestick, took out the prop from my back pocket—Tongtong's exclusive collar, which I always carried with me. The rosy leather collar perfectly complemented her beautiful skin.

"Hehe, put it on."

As soon as I brought the collar close, my girlfriend naturally struck a noble pose, exuding an elegant air as if receiving a reward. She raised her snow-white neck to accept the female dog mark I bestowed upon her. Of course, her feelings of shame rose accordingly, and her trembling body increasingly enjoyed the pleasure.

The pubic hair between her legs also shone alluringly, moistened by the constantly flowing sweet love fluid, glistening and translucent. Under the candlelight, it was a strangely bewitching beauty.

Clang!

I fastened the collar's buckle. I saw Tongtong take a deep breath, her full nipples throbbing. The veins on her neck also tightened, fully experiencing the mysterious stimulation of the leather belt constricting her skin. This way, when she relaxed and breathed heavily, she felt a tightness in her grip.

"Your expression is beautiful..." I praised my girlfriend, "...So lewd..." At this moment, I turned to the lectern, picked up the mechanical toy I had been tinkering with all afternoon, a miniature high-definition moving camera, designed like a laser pointer, aimed it at her alluring face, and turned on the power switch.

Click!

Instantly, Tongtong's beautiful face appeared on the screen behind me, clearly reflecting her immediate expression. The originally tender and romantic words instantly transformed into my girlfriend's lewd and seductive demeanor. And the slowly fading background music added another layer of novelty.

The pink on her skin and cheeks instantly rose to a shy bright red, as if the blood was about to seep out of her skin, so that she could see it immediately.

"Ugh...no!"

My girlfriend lowered her head in fright, but my hand immediately grabbed the clasp of her collar, not giving her any chance to escape, only able to look at herself properly. I wanted her to fully appreciate her lewd appearance.

"Don't close your eyes, look carefully, who's on the projection screen?" I asked, seizing the opportunity.

"Waaah... Master, please let me go..." The humiliation of being forced to look up was faithfully reflected on the projection screen. That pitiful and touching appearance only made me want to ravage it even more.

"Speak up!" I continued to press.

"...It's me..." Tongtong bit her lip, answering shyly.

"No, make it clear." I continued to press, "Who is it, say it loudly!" "It's... Tongtong..." My girlfriend was about to cry, shameful tears welling in her eyes, "Master's... exclusive... bitch..." The shameless words came out of her mouth one by one. The gradually increasing volume squeezed a crack in his inner defenses, causing the overflowing instinctive lust within him to overflow and collapse.

Clang!

A sound like shattering exploded in both our minds.

The lewd atmosphere of the environment swayed my left hand, causing me to unbuckle my belt and pull out my menacing penis. The purplish-red glans, filled with blood, filled the entire corpus cavernosum, hard and thick.

The projection screen behind us faithfully displayed the scene. My girlfriend's raised head and the protrusion of my penis resembled a scene often seen in pornographic films. But for me, it was the thrill of a live broadcast.

"Bitch Tongtong, eat."

My penis was closer, less than five centimeters from her beautiful face. My girlfriend's eyes were misty, and she would occasionally look back. It was probably her first time experiencing watching herself lick my penis live. Unlike the past scenes of oral sex in front of a mirror, the humiliation was even greater from my first-person perspective.

"Hiss...ha..." The sound of saliva rolling in her mouth came from her lips, "Hoo...gulp..." Tongtong raised her hands high, gently cupping my scrotum, her expression extremely lewd. Her fragrant tongue darted out, the pink tip breaking through her rosy lips, glistening with clear, viscous saliva, and lightly touched my glans, flicking upwards.

"Oh!"

A tingling pleasure surged through my body like an electric current. Long-suppressed desire erupted like a volcanic eruption. It felt like a long time since I'd tasted anything like this. Especially in this environment, a classroom that felt both exposed and enclosed, my restless, perverse desires found unparalleled release.

But it wasn't enough… I wanted more!

"Continue. I didn't tell you to stop."

A mere tease wasn't enough to satisfy my lust. Her moist lips exuded a captivating allure, holding my gaze captive.

"Open your mouth, stick out your tongue," I commanded repeatedly.

"Mmm…" Her mischievous look vanished in an instant, her lips pursed, and she humbly kissed my glans, "...Yes… Master…" Her small mouth widened, expanding into a perfect circle. Her mouth was brimming with saliva, glistening with silvery strands, the tender flesh resembling her secret realm, completely captured by the camera, clearly presented.

Then, her tongue thrust forward, like a welcoming platform, making it easy for me to place my penis, before curling it left and right, actively guiding my penis into her mouth, plunging it deep inside.

Immediately, a sensation like an automatic cleaning machine arose. The pleasure of being enveloped in warmth transmitted through my penis, even hotter than my body temperature. I could feel the moisture and heat, and the unique dexterity of her tongue, fueling my desire, spreading from my lower abdomen.

So good! So incredibly good!

Having been with so many women, Tongtong's mouth is in my top three. The shape, depth, heat, and moisture—it's as if it were meticulously designed just for me. Every oral service is an unparalleled pleasure, making me linger and never tire of it.

Even more than a private fondness, I often gave her oral sex. I'd spray her mouth with semen, hold it for a while, and then command her to swallow. "Ah..." I breathed slowly.

I cupped her cheeks, my hips swaying, pressing my tongue against the opening of her esophagus, experiencing the contracting flesh enveloping my sensitive glans, much like the sensation of a vagina, nestled within my flesh, though subtly different, clearly distinguishable.

"Ugh...uh..." she groaned softly, her voice barely audible.

Her hair danced, her ponytail swaying and bobbing, a beautiful sight.

Even though oral sex and licking were routine during sex, she still couldn't get used to my size. According to her, my penis length was about average, but the girth was incomparable. She couldn't describe the strange feeling of being forcibly stretched open.

But one thing was certain: the masochistic pleasure came from the pain of being forcibly stretched open. The pain washed over Tongtong, washing away her rationality and replacing it with an even more intense desire.

It was fully inserted, even the pubic hair on his abdomen pressed against her face. Captured by the camera, the atmosphere of wanton lust spread exponentially. The man's dark pubic hair contrasted sharply with her flawless face; the two stood in stark contrast, creating an indescribable pleasure.

Slowly withdrawn, then deeply inserted again.

My engorged penis, glistening with saliva, was thrust into her mouth again before it dried, coated with a new layer of glistening fluid, over and over. My girlfriend's expression contrasted with this: relaxation, inhalation, and then another round of expansion and swallowing.

Accompanied by obscene "gurgle...gurgle...gurgle gurgle..." sounds, it relentlessly stimulated my auditory and tactile senses, intensifying my pleasure.

Soon, I felt my climax, an urge to release. But my partner, working so hard beneath me, noticed the change in my body, slowed her pace, and naturally withdrew my penis. She tilted her head back, gazing upwards in a hazy, dreamy way, her tongue darting between her lips, revealing a hungry longing.

"Itchy?" I asked, adjusting my breathing as I teased her further.

"Mmm..." she murmured, staring at me intently, nodding slightly, her throat bobbing.

"Where does it itch?" I pressed.

"Tongtong's...little hole..." My girlfriend answered, her face flushed and her words slurred, "...is the master's exclusive cunt..." "Then..." I stepped aside, clearing the lectern behind me, and commanded, "Climb up, bitch!" As soon as I finished speaking, the screen behind me showed Tongtong's profile. She was in the lower right corner, and in the upper left corner of the lectern. This beautiful teacher, naked except for her black thigh-high stockings, was kneeling in such an unbearably shameful manner, facing the hall where she usually taught.

Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!

Right hand, left hand, right knee, left knee, using a crawling posture, she climbed onto her exclusive position, this square walnut-colored lectern. Head bowed, hands on either side, buttocks slightly raised and suspended in the air, shins and ankles of both legs, along with her high heels, were pressed tightly against the tabletop, forming an "eight" shape, like a bitch urinating, exposing her entire soaked vulva.

"So sexy, Tongtong..." I exclaimed in admiration, focusing the camera on her full buttocks, revealing the pink secret realm within the deep cleft—a engorged, reddish, moist vulva, and a pale brown anus. "Come on! Look closely." Instantly, the entire screen was a profile of my girlfriend's cleft, even the pores were clearly visible. I thought, this must be the first time she'd ever seen her own genitals.

So clear, so lewd, so alluring, so embarrassing... "Master..." she pleaded shyly, but couldn't disobey my command, "...This, this is really, really embarrassing..." I have to admit, the more embarrassed my girlfriend was, the harder I got. Especially with this kind of shameful allure before me, I was incredibly hard!

I switched the camera to my left hand, bent my right fingers, and gently probed the pubic hair with my middle finger, touching the clitoris, teasing and hooking it, causing the clitoris to tremble.

"Mmm!" An uncontrollable moan escaped her lips, accompanied by a spray of fluid.

Her vulva gushed forth more juices, landing in my palm. The warm, slippery fluid fueled my sadistic desires. I stroked her up and down, swept her left and right, and pressed her clitoris, twisting it vigorously.

"Ah...oh..." Her whole body trembled violently. "...Hoo...uh..." Tongtong's moans grew louder and more joyful, displayed without fail on the screen.

Immediately, more and more love dripped from the walnut wood of the lectern, like an unstoppable shower, drenching the wooden floor beneath. What blossomed was the dazzling beauty of her constantly contracting and opening her anus, captured by the camera.

"Look, you're so horny..."

I raised my right hand, my palm overflowing with fluids, as if just pulled from the water. It was hard to believe this was the fluid gushing from my girlfriend's cunt.

The screen displayed the same scene, allowing Tongtong to watch. She watched as I placed my hand between her buttocks, using her juices to caress her anus, the lubrication and stickiness increasing her sensitivity.

"Master…let, let me go…" Her buttocks trembled even more intensely, "…I'm almost, almost unable to hold back…" My thumb gripped her anus, my middle finger rubbed her vulva, the stimulation of both holes began, completely exposed to the projection screen. Then, it slowly accelerated… At the same time, the sudden sound of a bell rang. Amidst the echoing "Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!" signaling the end of class, my girlfriend reached her climax!

"Ahhh—"

Right before her eyes, she watched herself being forced to reach the peak of pleasure. It also signified her fall from grace as a teacher, completely reduced to a bitch with the sound of the bell… [The End]

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