Rape of teacher to orgasm

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"Ah, I really want to have sex with Ms. Hiromi, to rub her beautiful breasts and buttocks to my heart's content, to tear her stockings, to lick her thighs, to make her beautiful face filled with pain and shame. I should have killed Ms. Hiromi a long time ago." The lustful voice focused on the beautiful English teacher, Hayase Hiromi, at Seiryō Academy, and he was shouting in his heart as he watched her graceful back.

But Hiromi was completely unaware that she was wearing that black swimsuit, walking slowly towards the school swimming pool with a peaceful and elegant gait, like a model.

The dark voice watched her graceful back as she walked slowly, swallowing hard.

The black swimsuit, specially designed for swimming competitions, was tightly wrapped around her soft body, showing off the slender figure of the young girl. Hayase Hiromi, twenty-three years old, was at the dividing line between girlhood and young womanhood. As that bright and innocent girl stepped into mature womanhood, her undeniable beauty was constantly radiating, forming a beautiful dividing line.

Even from a distance, one could see the incredibly fair and delicate skin revealed through the swimsuit, as smooth as marble. Her fair complexion possessed a beautifully sculpted, perfectly proportioned figure, with curves in all the right places. Because Hiromi wore a black swimsuit tightly hugging her fair flesh, the white lines formed a striking white clitoris below her hips, with tiny buds peeking out from beneath the tight fabric. Each time she began to walk with long, slender steps, it was as if one were entering the heart of her flower, making the viewer's heart seem to move slowly alongside her.

Completely by chance, after seeing Ms. Hayase Hiromi's beauty, he thought: "Such a beautiful figure and face, it's a waste that she decided to be a teacher; it wouldn't be surprising if she were a model." However, Ms. Hayase had only one flaw: she had aspired to be a teacher since childhood.

When he spoke to Ms. Hongmei, she smiled gently, a naive smile on her face, and said,

"This has been a wish of mine since I was very young. I've always believed that being a teacher is a sacred profession, so that I can cultivate more outstanding students." Perhaps because she was too shy, she spoke of this experience with a bashful and cautious manner, which excited him immensely. He believed that only a beauty like her could make people feel more welcome, radiating beautiful confidence.

If she were like an ordinary girl, timid and fearful like a frightened little animal, clumsy and seemingly without support, it would be a different story. But her light makeup gave her beautiful cheeks a faint blush, as if she were standing in a back garden. It was also clear that she didn't have much sexual experience, but the bud of her sexuality had already blossomed, and the subtle fragrance of her vaginal fluids gently enveloped her.

Hongmei was the advisor for the school's swimming club. She had represented the prefectural team in competitions during high school, and thus was appointed as the swimming club's advisor by the school. Therefore, she couldn't refuse, so today she came to the school swimming pool wearing her swimsuit.

Anyone who sees Hongmei's beautiful figure will feel excited, causing their penis to swell painfully.

They'll also assume she must be well-educated and born into a wealthy family; to tame her would be a true blessing.

Hongmei maintains her usual relaxed expression. Her beautiful, dark eyes, long, soft eyelashes, slightly upturned cherry lips, and straight, elegant nose, along with her adorable ears visible through her pale red swimming cap, and her mature, sensual lips—everything about her is so alluring.

Hongmei takes a few deep breaths and gently walks onto the pool platform. Then, her fair, slender body soars through the air, tracing elegant arcs as she dives into the water. Once in the water, her fair flesh swims freely like a mermaid. As she plunges into the water, a splash erupts, and her body immediately flips over, swimming straight out like a beauty entering the water. Midway, she flips again, continuing to swim on her back. At that moment, the two round mounds on her chest seemed exaggeratedly large, as if they were supporting her swimsuit. The swirling, rapid current made her feel the fullness of her breasts, and the increased speed of the current and the nipples supported by her swimsuit indicated their fullness and firmness.

They weren't visible from a short distance in the pool, but if her beautiful long hair were unbound, it would fall down her back. When she slowly turned and paddled, her glossy black hair would be faintly visible.

He gently stroked his genitals, making numerous clumsy movements, watching his teacher swim like a fish in the water, constantly sliding his hands along, causing his genitals to rapidly swell and become erect.

'I want to take off that swimsuit, I want to have sex.' Ever since seeing her beautiful body swimming at the poolside, he had often fantasized about having sex with her while studying. Why did he think that way? Because within that fantasy, his dark desire constantly swelled and intensified. And then today, the opportunity he had dreamed of so many times had finally arrived.

Today was no different from any other day. After the swimming club practice, Ms. Hayase Hiromi continued swimming alone after the other members had gone home. It was an indoor swimming pool next to the gymnasium. As darkness fell outside and most of the school's swimmers had left, only the two of them remained in the pool.

Hiromi stopped swimming, concealing her eyebrows as she glanced around with her large eyes. She noticed it was getting late and sensed a faint danger. So, she slowly emerged from the pool, picked up a towel placed beside her, and her dazzlingly long, slender legs revealed an infinitely beautiful curve. As she dried herself with the towel, she took a step towards the pool entrance.

Excited, Toshihiko's teeth were grinding together, even making a slight sound. Calm and collected, he had finally seized this perfect opportunity, finally able to implement his long-awaited plan. So, he quietly moved forward, following Ms. Hayase Hiromi.

"Oh no, it's so late, and they didn't even wait for me." Hiromi grumbled inwardly as she walked down the long corridor in her swimsuit. She questioned whether she had a reason to go home early. But because she had plenty of time to swim, her muscles were supple and slender, and she felt a wave of pleasure and exhaustion.

Hiromi had given the swimming club advisor the reason that she loved swimming. She thought that she usually spent most of her time coaching the swimming team members and hardly had time to swim herself. Today, she was so eager to swim that she had lost track of time, and only after her frustrations eased did she spend a long time playing in the water.

Since she was barefoot in the corridor, she made no noise and didn't attract anyone's attention. The women's changing room was in the basement of the gymnasium. After coming down the stairs, Hiromi felt like there were many people around, so she tilted her head and looked around.

The corridor was so quiet that Hiromi shrugged, thinking there were no footsteps behind her; it was probably just an echo.

The entrance to the women's changing room was at the bottom of the stairs. Hiromi entered and turned on the switch next to the door.

The laundry basket was next to the door, beside the wall shelf and filing cabinet. Only Hiromi's clothes remained on the clothes rack, and a handwritten memo from a student was posted on the laundry basket: "Hello, Hayase-sensei. Be careful, your skin will swell if it's soaked in water for too long." Hiromi smiled slightly at this and entered the teachers' private changing room, changing as she normally would with the other female members. That way, the students could all see each other's bodies and ask each other honest questions.

"I always said Hayase-sensei is very fashionable. Seeing how firm her breasts are, we talked about how to achieve that tonight." "Don't do anything special anymore." "Ah, I won't do anything anymore. Let's stop after swimming. I'll do my best from now on." Such conversations have a certain effect: the pent-up frustration is released into space. Even though it's a conversation while changing clothes, it's the most difficult for a boy.

Hiromi breathed softly as she slowly pulled down the straps of her swimsuit, taking off the thin black swimsuit she wore for swimming competitions. Looking at her slender body gradually emerging from under the swimsuit, she stared wide-eyed at the glass mirror on the wall.

Her body was slightly exposed, her full breasts firm against her chest, a sight that captivated her. Hiromi was both proud and afraid of her body. Proud of her outstanding figure, which often attracted envious and jealous discussions from other women; afraid that her beauty also attracted malicious glances from some men. Her breasts were so full; people often say that women with large breasts have a strong sex drive. Actually, this was also due to her slender figure. Looking at herself in the mirror, Hiromi crossed her arms over her chest, creating a deep valley between her full breasts, making her even more alluring.

'Is this what men consider sexy?' A slightly lewd feeling slowly welled up, and she felt her cheeks flush slightly as her thoughts wandered.

'Definitely, Mr. Yuji too…' She recalled the face of her colleague, a teacher she had never even kissed. Having been expected to be physically attractive, Hiromi, raised in a strict family, needed appropriate courage and determination when it came to having a physical relationship with someone in the same profession, and she still resisted.

Nevertheless, there was no reason not to have sensual thoughts, especially after swimming and changing alone, she had already indulged in erotic fantasies.

With the feeling of being watched by him, she slowly took off her swimsuit, admiring her shy, cute navel, the small center and thin sides, and then the delta-shaped pubic hair on her lower abdomen. During her university years, she participated in swimming before graduation, dreaming of becoming a female teacher. Her increasingly slender and tight body had not an ounce of excess fat. Only her toes resembled tiny, overly slender mullet fry. Although it was difficult to remove her competition swimsuit from her thighs, Hiromi thought it was fine.

As the swimsuit slipped from her toes, it crumpled into a ball, maintaining its original shape. After removing the swimsuit, returning to a primal state, she carefully looked at herself in the mirror. A vibrant, fragrant, white body stood before her, her skin as pure and white as jade. A faint, delicate fragrance emanated from her fair skin.

Deep within the changing room were the shower rooms, each with ventilation controls and narrow showerheads arranged in a row of small cubicles. Each cubicle had a shower with a spray, and plastic curtains hung at the entrance. The shower rooms weren't very wide, perhaps to maintain a comfortable temperature and keep the showerer warm. However, the tiled floor gave off a cold feeling, making her think of a hospital morgue.

Hiromi frantically dismissed her bad thoughts, stepping into a cubicle and closing the curtain. She subtly adjusted the showerhead, ensuring the hot water would gush out smoothly. After testing the temperature with her fingertips, she began showering. A warm stream of water gushed out, splashing onto her naked, beautiful, and mature body. The water flowed down Hiromi's fair neck, over her perfect breasts, flat stomach, and long legs. The mysterious dark forest of her genitals, glistening with water droplets, looked exceptionally beautiful. The strong water flow transformed the glistening foam into splashes as it washed over her fair skin. The warm water flowed over her high breasts, down between her breasts and through her navel, giving Hiromi a pleasant tactile sensation.

Under the gentle caress of the warm water, Hiromi's body shone with a radiant glow, her fair skin gleaming. Hiromi, eyes closed in a daze, gently massaged her chest, abdomen, and thighs with both hands. She carefully caressed her mature, perfect breasts; the full, snowy peaks felt indescribably comfortable under the massage of her palms, and a surge of desire rose as her fingers brushed against the rosy nipples. She slowly accepted the flowing warm water, gently swaying her slightly swollen breasts. The combined effect of the warm water and her caresses began to slowly relax her tense muscles. Hiromi seemed to be savoring it, gently kneading her full breasts, moaning dreamily, while playing with her nipples, rubbing the hardened ones between her fingers, her whole body trembling in pursuit of pleasure.

"Ah, this moment," she felt a mild climax, just then, unexpectedly, the changing room lights went out, plunging the shower room into darkness.

"Ah..." Hiromi felt a surge of fear. She shrank back slightly, completely bewildered by her current situation, trapped in darkness.

"Could it be a power outage?" Hiromi fumbled for the faucet to turn off the shower, hoping to stop the water from flowing and prevent any accidents.

As the water stopped, all was silent. She could only hear her own faint breathing and the whirring of the ventilation fan. If the fan was running, it wasn't a power outage. Perhaps the person on duty had patrolled the area and, assuming no one was around, had turned off the power in the hallway.

"Is anyone there?" Hiromi's voice trembled slightly, but she felt she was speaking quite loudly.

There was no answer. The shower remained a silent echo, everything shrouded in darkness, and the "plop" of the dripping water sounded strangely loud. Hiromi's legs began to tremble, and her heart pounded rapidly.

Hiromi slowly calmed her breathing, straining to hear the sounds outside. It seemed no one was outside the shower curtain. If this was the outcome, then the only way to restore power was to go to the hallway and turn on the switch herself.

Hiromi slowly made her decision, and in the dark shower, she slowly stretched out her hand. When her fingertips touched the wet tiles in the shower, she felt a sliver of comfort, as if she had glimpsed hope. So, she slowly slid her fingers along the wall.

Her hand gently touched the shower curtain, and she gently pulled the plastic curtain open slightly. Knowing she wasn't wearing any clothes, she was very careful about her nakedness, so she first cautiously peeked out to see what was happening around her.

When her head emerged from behind the curtain, everything was still so quiet, still so dark, and she couldn't see anything. So, she carefully stretched out her hands, and like a child playing hide-and-seek, slowly began to move her feet. At the same time, she thought that if anyone saw her like this, it would be extremely embarrassing. Like a blind person who had lost their cane and was groping forward.

But she had no other choice but to proceed slowly like this.

As her fingers slowly touched the bathroom door, she felt a sense of relief. She quickly opened the door, only to be met with a chill. The changing room light was off; everything was still dark. A sense of fear crept in. If this continued, she could only continue forward, hoping to find a power switch in the hallway.

'This change is so strange.' Hiromi's anxiety and impatience grew. She didn't know where the power switch was, and the prolonged groping in the dark was making her damp body grow cold, just like her emotions. Hiromi

moved slowly, trembling. Just as she reached the shower door and was about to open it, she suddenly heard a rustling sound of clothes behind her. She sensed someone else in the changing room. A wave of fear and unease washed over her; the hairs on her body stood on end. She felt a wave of panic and helplessness wash over her.

Just as Hongmei slowly turned her head at the sound of clothes, a strong, large hand, like a snake coiling around her head, wrapped around her from behind her slender shoulders, pulling her into the arms of a strange man with terrifying force.

Hongmei was pulled down abruptly, her head slamming against the man's chest. For a moment, she seemed to regain some consciousness. Her head and neck were gripped tightly by a man's strong arms, like a vise constricting her, making it hard to breathe. She felt waves of shortness of breath. The strong man held her tightly, his rapid breaths surging through her skin.

Hongmei felt waves of pain; she felt her trachea being compressed, as if she were about to die. This fear grew stronger and stronger, as if her cardiovascular system was rapidly expanding, her heart pounding violently. Hongmei kicked incessantly; she struggled frantically, pounding on her attacker with all her might.

But the attacker behind her ignored her furious resistance. Hiromi's struggles were like a hammer blow on cotton – unresponsive. Her nakedness further weakened her resistance.

Soon, the arm tightly gripping her throat loosened, and Hiromi could clearly feel the fresh air entering her lungs. However, the pressure on her neck still caused an unbearable cough, making her gasp for breath. She tried to scream for help, but her throat felt blocked, and no sound came out. Perhaps the fear of the sudden attack lingered, as her body began to flinch as she tried to shout, too terrified to utter a sound.

Hiromi used all her strength to try and shake off the attacker's large hand, but perhaps she used too much force, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground. The man's body immediately pressed down on her. Hiromi immediately felt a heavy weight, a pressure that made it hard to breathe again. Then, she felt a sharp headache, entering a state of utter disorientation as the attacker pulled her hair.

After subduing Hiromi, the attacker twisted her arms behind her back to completely subdue her.

He then grabbed her hair and pulled it forcefully to the ground. Hiromi desperately shook her head, her wet hair flailing wildly. The attacker straddled her upper body, rotating her and pressing his knee against her slender waist, making it impossible for her to move or resist.

A chilling sensation quickly traveled from the cold shower floor to Hiromi's brain through her delicate skin. She immediately realized that her hands, twisted behind her back, were wrapped in duct tape, several times wrapped around them. Then, even her eyes were taped shut, making her completely unaware of her surroundings.

These methods seemed practiced, leaving Hiromi no time to resist; perhaps this was what was known as a quick rape.

As Hiromi regained consciousness, she realized she had completely lost control of her hands. She was powerless to resist; her hands were tightly twisted behind her back and bound with duct tape. All she could do was let out soft, pleading moans. Fear made Hiromi's hair stand on end. She screamed "No!" in her mind, but fear prevented her from making a sound; she could only let out weak groans through her nose while her body twitched like a shrimp.

In her feeble struggle, Hiromi saw a faint light through her blindfold, and at the same time, she felt her legs being forcibly spread open. She knew that her attacker was shining a flashlight on her genitals. But with her hands bound and unable to resist, she could only helplessly accept her fate. Meanwhile, because the attacker's attention was completely drawn to her beautiful lower body, he relaxed the pressure on her neck, allowing Hiromi to moan softly from her throat, "Please, please don't, don't use force." The only response to her pleas was the attacker's rapid breathing and slightly clumsy movements.

Hiromi couldn't discern who the attacker was from his rapid breathing, but she could sense that he was a very young man; his slightly clumsy movements said something. Especially from his breathing, she sensed it wasn't the breath of a mature man, but rather that of a high school student with little sexual experience. Perhaps the attacker was a student at this school.

When Hiromi realized the attacker was a student from her school, she suddenly felt a wave of shame wash over her. Since she was old enough to understand, even her closest male companions had never been so close, so brazenly staring at her naked body. Today, however, she was being thoroughly exposed by the gaze of a student. This shame welled up from the depths of Hiromi's heart, making her feel utterly helpless.

Because her hands were bound, she couldn't use them to cover her breasts and genitals, but she resolutely squeezed her knees together, trying to resist the attacker's lewd gaze. This caused her beautiful body to twist and turn around her slender waist, creating a beautiful, dynamic curve that further attracted the attacker's attention.

Hiromi felt the cool air penetrate her naked body, reaching her very core. The fear of being violated also seeped into her body; the icy sensation circulated throughout her bloodstream, making her feel cold all over. Her mouth felt dry, and her tongue felt like it was tied in knots. So, she continued to twist her body, her full, white breasts swaying from side to side, slightly revealing her lewd valley, full of allure.

"No problem, I'm your teacher." "Who are you? What are you planning? Why are you doing this?" Hiromi thought to herself. With all her might, her voice rose slightly as she angrily demanded, "What are you? What are you planning? Why are you doing this?" Although her words sounded strong and resolute, her voice trembled slightly. After all, this was the first time in her twenty-three years of life she had experienced something so terrifying; she had no experience with such violence. At that moment, she felt as if the air in the room had frozen. She could clearly hear the pounding of her heart. There was no response from the attacker.

"Please don't be silent. Please answer."

The attacker remained silent. Even so, Hiromi couldn't believe this was happening to her. This was a school, and the attacker was a high school student. Students assaulting teachers in a sacred educational setting—such things had never crossed Hiromi's mind. But reality. Reality was staring her in the face: high school students at Seiryō Academy had targeted Hiromi's body.

After Hiromi asked her question, for several minutes there was only a buzzing sound in the room and the ticking of the wall clock; there was no other sound. Hiromi thought, "There shouldn't be anyone near the gymnasium, so no one will come to my rescue if I call for help." Hiromi suddenly felt the threat posed by the current situation and the things she had to face. Hiromi continued to think, "The attacker is afraid to answer my questions, and I haven't been able to persuade him. However, most of the students here are from wealthy families. If I try my best to persuade him, everything will be alright. I should stay calm and keep reminding myself not to be afraid, because that way I won't provoke him and prevent him from taking any extreme actions." Thinking of this, Hiromi slowly asked, "You're a student here, right? What year are you in?" "..." "Okay, even if you don't answer, I might know who you are. I can tell who you are just by hearing your breathing and your movements." The other person still didn't speak. Hiromi focused all her attention on her ears and nose. She could only hear the attacker's fierce and rapid breathing, as well as the smell of a young man's sweat. At the same time, she could feel the other person trembling, and she could tell that the other person was also afraid.

Hiromi slowly raised her body, her knees slightly bent, and sat up sideways. Because her body was completely naked and her hands were tied behind her back, it was difficult for her to maintain a teacher's dignity even though she was sitting up. Hiromi still wanted to use all her energy to have a soul-searching conversation with the other person, hoping to awaken their conscience. So she patiently explained, "What you're doing is very wrong. You know what the consequences will be, right? You won't be able to stay in school anymore. What you're doing is like committing a crime." Hiromi was only answered by the attacker's hot breath and rapid breathing. But Hiromi seemed to sense that the attacker had stopped, so she continued quickly, "But hey, I don't intend to wake anyone. If you stop now, I think I'll forget everything." "..." A muffled voice came from the attacker. Hiromi couldn't understand what he was saying, but she wanted to get out of this predicament quickly, so she lied, saying, "If you want to do it with the teacher, you should ask openly, and then the teacher can agree to do it together. Can you have an orgasm with the teacher? But I can't be blindfolded. How about we agree to this?" "Nonsense," the attacker suddenly grumbled. Hiromi recognized the young voice; it was definitely a student from her school. At the same time, Hiromi heard a chilling firmness in that voice, making her feel a damp sweat seep through her skin.

"I won't lie, I'm the teacher, I will definitely keep our promise." Hiromi desperately said she was willing, but the only answer in her mind was, "I'm going to do it." It was just a short sentence, but it echoed in the changing room, and that sentence changed Hiromi's life forever. Hiromi was speechless at this point. In her humiliated mind, all the past events flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

When silence came again, Hiromi felt only the attacker's fierce breathing.

"Before you insert it, lick this thing for me first." Hiromi then felt something move, followed by a faint metallic sound and the "squeak" of a zipper opening.

At that moment, Hiromi's tender face suddenly touched a hard object like an iron rod, and she immediately smelled a disgusting stench. Although her eyes were blindfolded, Hongmei could still feel the young penis, erect and unsupported, oozing a clear fluid from its glans and radiating youthful heat. The male organ stood fiercely erect, veins bulging on its surface, the glans gleaming black with a lustful sheen, looking terrifying, its pulse throbbing violently.

Even without seeing it, the ferocity was palpable.

Hongmei felt a surge of heat and filth, a burning sensation that sent shivers down her spine.

The strange position of thrusting the erect penis into the female teacher filled Hongmei with shame, a chill running through her body. She wanted to escape, to flee from it all, but in the end, she accomplished nothing. Before she could even say no, the tip of the young, hard penis forced open Hiromi's lips. Hiromi tried to escape, but the attacker's hands gripped her hair tightly; no matter how she moved, the man's penis relentlessly pursued her.

The attacker recklessly shoved his penis into the teacher's mouth, the glans touching her throat, then forcefully pushed the resisting Hiromi down, making her squat. Hiromi almost suffocated.

"No!" Hiromi thought that if she squatted down, the man's penis would be inserted directly into her throat, which would be unbearable. So she pretended to obey the attacker's demands, slowly squatting down and rubbing her tender face against the ugly penis. Then, she suddenly stood up and slammed her knee into the man's lower abdomen. Unexpectedly, she struck the attacker's penis and testicles, causing the man's body to fall backward.

"Ouch!" Hiromi immediately heard a painful groan and the sound of a body hitting the ground.

'I won't let myself be manipulated like this, absolutely not, I must escape.' "Hiromi desperately encouraged herself, wanting to escape immediately. But because her hands were tied behind her back, she couldn't maintain her balance. When she stood up, her body swayed uncontrollably, bumping into a filing cabinet. Although she staggered to her feet, she still prepared to run.

"You can't escape," the man said angrily as he chased after her.

Hiromi ran frantically, her exposed breasts swaying as she resolutely ran. When she reached the door, she knew that only by turning her back could she use her tied hands to find the doorknob, open the door, and escape the danger. At that moment, being naked was no longer important to her; she had to start her escape from here.

She finally opened the door and ran into the long corridor. The cold tiles touched her feet directly, but she still ran forward without hesitation.

"Oh no." In her panic, Hiromi ran blindly down a dead end because she couldn't see the corridor. She ended up back in the shower room, unable to find another escape route.

Behind her came a man's groans and shouts, followed by a terrifying force that knocked her naked body to the ground.

"Ahhh..." Hiromi groaned in pain as her naked body slammed against the wall. She could only crouch in the corner of the small shower room, her hands still bound behind her back.

The attackers entered the shower room from behind, instantly filling the cramped space with two people.

Having never experienced violence before, Hiromi's smooth, white body trembled violently. The fear from the depths of her heart prevented her from standing up to resist. She pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Don't use force, please, let me go." But the only response was the sound of the faucet and showerhead turning on. In an instant, scalding water pierced her delicate skin.

"Ah, it's hot!" The scalding hot water from the faucet sprayed onto her delicate body, making it unbearable.

The attacker continued to freely turn the showerhead, spraying boiling water onto her face and breasts.

"Ah, no! Stop it!" Hiromi knew there was nowhere to escape in the small shower room. The attacker was behind her, and she was surrounded by walls, while her fair skin was burning hot from the water. Furthermore, because her eyes were covered, she couldn't see where the attacker was or where to hide.

The attacker kept adjusting the showerhead temperature, and the water became increasingly hot.

"Don't do that! Stop it!"

Hiromi felt as if she were being hit with burning hot tongs; her face and nipples were burning hot. She even felt that she might actually be burned by the hot water, and the pain was like her skin was peeling off.

The pain and the endurance of fear continued unabated, and Hiromi began to cry. She silently prayed for it to stop, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes. She collapsed onto the shower floor, her naked bottom exposed, in agony like a child.

Just then, the hot water stopped, water droplets dripping from her beautiful but soaked hair.

Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed her arm, yanked her up, and shook her naked body violently. The only sound was the dripping of water from her flesh.

"Oh dear, I can't stand!"

Partly due to weakness in her legs, and partly due to the slippery tiles where she was standing, Hiromi could only lean slightly against his strong arm to avoid slipping. This caused her high breasts to rub directly against the attacker's chest, their skin in direct contact. Hiromi immediately felt how strong and powerful the attacker's muscles were; his back was slightly higher than Hiromi's 1.65 meters tall, and his pectoral muscles were so thick, as if he had undergone specialized athletic training, hence his alluring muscles. Hiromi's mind went blank, and she leaned against the attacker, pressing tightly against the man's hot, strong body.

In that small shower stall, Hiromi's naked body was gently pushed against the shower wall. By this time, the water droplets on Hongmei's body had begun to cool, and a large hand had reached around from behind her to her chest, wantonly kneading her soft, dove-like breasts, causing them to constantly change shape, being flattened and relaxed repeatedly. His fingers pinched Hongmei's cute little nipples and pulled them upwards, then flicked and teased them with his index finger. Hongmei felt her chest swell, itch, and hurt from the caresses; the intense stimulation made her involuntarily let out a soft moan,

and fine beads of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead. But the attacker's other large hand pressed tightly against her shoulder blades, preventing her from resisting. The attacker continued to tease Hongmei's full, soft breasts and cute, rosy nipples, and soon her incredibly tender, rosy, and lustrous nipples were aroused and erect, completely hard. Then, he gently stroked down Hongmei's beautifully curved back. The tingling sensation, like a feather brushing against her skin, made Hongmei involuntarily raise her head, making the curve of her back even more alluring.

The attacker continued to caress her slender, graceful waist, sliding over her smooth, white, soft belly, and playing with Hongmei's round, plump, and soft buttocks. Hongmei's beautiful and seductive buttocks presented a plump round shape, slightly upturned. The attacker seemed to cherish them, gently pinching and caressing Hongmei's tender buttocks, slowly drawing circles and occasionally lightly pinching, thus teasing Hongmei.

Although his movements were somewhat clumsy overall, the woman's alluring body constantly attracted him, making him not care about the skill of his movements. The attacker's fingers continued to slide, lingering on her soft, plump buttocks, caressing her rounded, cool, snow-white skin. He lowered his head, leaving warm, moist kisses on Hongmei's snowy buttocks. The smooth curve of Hongmei's buttocks quickly transitioned into her long, slightly undulating legs. The attacker tightly gripped Hongmei's lower body, rubbing incessantly. The coarse leg hair pricked Hongmei's fair thighs, bringing a sensation that was both itchy and painful. Hongmei felt his breathing gradually become rapid and fierce.

The attacker kissed Hongmei's snow-white neck incessantly, then reached behind her to grab her high, firm breasts. His fingers immediately felt a wonderful elasticity. When Hongmei twisted her body to resist, her full buttocks rubbed against his erect penis, bringing an incredibly wonderful stimulation. Gradually, the attacker felt that caressing alone could no longer satisfy his desire, so he wrapped his hands around her mature buttocks, making her arch her back.

If Hongmei had rich experience with men at this moment, perhaps she could have skillfully handled this situation. But Hongmei 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.

Before long, the hand caressing her buttocks became increasingly skilled, gradually becoming bolder and more daring than before. That large hand slowly stroked and traced the cleft of Hongmei's round buttocks, gradually slipping into the stream between the valleys, its fingers parting the tightly closed, shell-like labia, teasing the fresh, juicy clitoris with increasing vigor. His fingers parted the tightly closed jade gate, surveying the oval entrance to the mysterious passage, his fingers wriggling like octopus tentacles, teasing that mysterious bud, blooming like a chrysanthemum, which no one had ever touched before.

Hongmei's feelings were incredibly complex. The beautiful body she had seen in the mirror, which she had once been so proud of, was now being shrouded and oppressed by the naked male characteristics of a stranger. His thick, hard penis pressed tightly against her naked body, and she felt terrified. She was being pushed step by step into the abyss of rape, and Hongmei was on the verge of tears. But who could save her? Yet, she also thought that she couldn't expose her shame to the attacker under these circumstances; it would only encourage him.

Although she thought this way, she had no clothes or underwear to protect her body, and the man's touch was causing an unprecedented surge of desire within her, like a raging flood, uncontrollable. Hongmei felt her heart pounding faster and faster. The stimulation from his fingers sent signals directly to her brain, and her reason gradually crumbled. Her thoughts and her physical reactions were inversely proportional; her body became increasingly sensitive, and more and more fluid flowed from her vagina, gradually wetting her soft pubic hair. She wanted to stop it all, but the soft walls of her vagina tightly gripped the inserted fingers. With each twist and turn of the fingers, Hiromi groaned as if electrocuted, her body undulating like waves.

"Ah, stop it, please stop," Hiromi gradually became insincere, her voice trembling slightly with humiliation and fear. Now she had lost all her teacher's authority; she was just a woman, a woman who hadn't been violated. The

stroking fingers gradually withdrew from her vagina, and Hiromi's buttocks arched back as if in pursuit, wanting to welcome the fingers' re-entry. But the stroking hand began to caress her hips and round buttocks again, and she felt the hard penis pressing firmly against her buttocks once more. She hurriedly tried to escape. But the attacker's hand slipped between her legs, pulling her body back. A feeling of disgust made Hiromi tremble all over.

"I don't want to!" Hiromi twisted her hips violently, her body stiffening. She gradually rose onto her tiptoes, desperately squeezing her legs together and thrusting forward, making her curves even more alluring.

The attacker couldn't penetrate her again immediately because Hiromi's legs were tightly clamped, but he seemed quite patient. He began to play with Hiromi's beautiful pubic hair, stroking it lightly as if examining a carpet, then gently pinching a tuft of hair with his fingers and pulling it upwards.

Hiromi didn't have much pubic hair to begin with; the dark hair was only distributed around her clitoris and the upper edge of her labia majora, leaving most of her original pink labia majora exposed, making them appear very tender. Now, the attacker's fingers moved and caressed the boundary between her labia and mons pubis, playing with Hiromi's delicate and soft pubic hair with his fingertips, while slowly bending his index finger and gently inserting it into Hiromi's narrow opening.

"No, stop it!" Hiromi desperately tried to use her last bit of strength to clamp her legs together to resist the gradually penetrating fingers, but her strength was no match for the man's. The man's middle finger continuously stroked the labia of her vulva, slowly circling his fingers on her labia majora before slowly inserting them into her vagina. At this point, Hiromi's resistance seemed somewhat ridiculous; she twisted and turned in protest, as if welcoming the uninvited guest. Especially when the attacker's fingers began to thrust in and out of her vagina, occasionally lifting the vaginal walls, Hiromi's knees felt weak, as if everything had collapsed.

"Ah, this isn't good, move your hand away from there quickly!" Hiromi desperately tried to calm herself, wanting to speak in a teacher's tone, but pitifully, her voice trembled at the end, making it impossible for even an elementary school student to understand what she was saying.

But because of her tension, it wasn't long before Hiromi's knees began to tremble, and she no longer had the strength to clamp her thighs together.

The attacker's fingers continued to grope inside her vagina, gradually inserting two fingers and slowly parting Hongmei's labia majora. At this moment, Hongmei's tender, red vulva was slowly opened, revealing the pink flesh inside. The attacker probed deep into the crevice with his fingers, the soft, red flesh on either side of the vulva occasionally peeking out. Simultaneously, the attacker's stimulation caused Hongmei to feel a surge of desire welling up from the depths of her heart, a jolt of electricity running through her body, and the overflowing nectar had already soaked the pubic hair around her vulva.

"Ah..." Hiromi gritted her teeth, enduring the sensory stimulation, but the intense stimulation caused her to involuntarily let out moans. At the same time, she felt the attacker's fingers penetrate even deeper.

"Ah, no, you can't do that." Hiromi pleaded helplessly, but her body was no match for the stimulation. Knowing Hiromi was powerless to resist, the attacker expanded the area of his caresses, his fingers rotating like a stirring rod inside her petals. Hiromi's wet, open petals clenched tightly around the unreasonable intruder.

"Ah, no, no!" Hiromi's upper body stiffened, unable to move. She wanted to cut off her sensations, but the fingers moving inside her made it impossible for her not to feel them. The domineering fingers inside her relentlessly teased her desire, and her body's reaction made her feel utterly ashamed. Since she was old enough to understand, even her closest man, her lover, had never been so close, never so brazenly touching her genitals. Today, however, a stranger's fingers were freely caressing and teasing her, and she felt utterly powerless.

At that moment, the attacker's fingers continued to tease Hongmei's beautiful vulva. The forcibly opened petals revealed a helpless, poignant beauty, the fingers relentlessly violating the fresh mucous membrane. Under this continuous, frenzied stimulation, Hongmei's body finally awakened. Her breathing became rapid, her cheeks flushed, and her tightly closed vulva slowly began to open and close with the attacker's fingers. Her clitoris trembled slightly, and her moist passage secreted a large amount of clear, transparent fluid, flowing down her snow-white thighs.

Hongmei struggled desperately, her head shaking incessantly. She wanted to cry out for help, but considering that the attacker was just a student, and that if others found out, she would only suffer immense shame and become the laughingstock of the entire school, her voice seemed stuck in her throat, unable to escape.

The attacker's technique was naive and simple; his fingers were merely thrusting haphazardly inside Hongmei's honeypot, stimulating it to continuously gush out its juices. Gradually, he felt that the caressing of his fingers could no longer satisfy his desire, so he slowly withdrew his fingers from her honeypot.

Hongmei finally let out a long sigh. Just then, the thing she feared most came to pass. Hongmei clearly felt the erect penis pressed tightly against her buttocks, as if touching a red-hot iron rod. Hongmei raised her voice slightly and cried out, "Hey, what do you want to do?" The attacker pressed down on Hongmei's slender waist, forcefully grabbing the two beautiful mounds of her buttocks and spreading them apart to their limit. Then, he grasped his engorged penis, positioned the glans against her buttocks, and struck Hongmei's honeypot repeatedly like a bird pecking at bait, then slowly rubbed it up and down.

Hongmei resolutely pressed her knees together tightly again, while twisting her slender waist to resist the attack.

Unable to penetrate due to Hiromi's lack of cooperation, the attacker, panting anxiously, pressed even harder against her slender waist. Hiromi, with her hands bound behind her back, couldn't support her body, so to avoid falling, she gradually spread her legs slightly to maintain her balance. This naturally created a position where she used her buttocks for support, and as she twisted her waist to resist the attack, her writhing buttocks rubbed against his erect penis, bringing an incredibly pleasurable stimulation.

The attacker gradually felt Hiromi's legs part; his fiercely throbbing penis seemed to have found the entrance to her honeypot. He grinned lewdly, grasped his penis, and pressed it against Hiromi's petals.

Hiromi's buttocks trembled; she could no longer think or judge, a fiery lust surging from her body, her vision blurring. 'Oh no, if this continues, I'll lose my virginity.' Thinking this, Hiromi desperately twisted her slender waist, trying to escape the penis's attack and protect her secret garden. However, her resistance was limited by her desperate struggle in the cramped corner of the bathroom. Her slender waist was pressed down hard on both sides by the attacker, and the tip of his fierce, hot penis easily found Hongmei's tender honey hole.

It felt like a thick twig poking her tender skin; the large penis stood erect, directly beneath Hongmei's slightly parted legs, supporting the narrow crevice of her flesh. Hongmei felt waves of fear; her heart pounded wildly, feeling as if she had touched a burning chopstick. Hongmei tried to rise onto her tiptoes, like a ballerina, to raise herself and escape the penetration of the penis. Even so, the tip of the large penis still slightly parted her petals.

Gradually, Hongmei's tiptoes began to tremble, and the attacker gently tapped Hongmei's legs with his knees while bending slightly to increase the pressure on Hongmei's waist.

In the blink of an eye, the snow-white, beautiful naked body was hanging above the erect penis. Hongmei's wide-open vulva rested directly on the throbbing shaft. The instant their bodies touched, Hongmei, bound like a dumpling, trembled violently as if burned. She desperately tried to pull herself away, but her strength was exhausted, and she could not escape the impending humiliation.

"No, stop it!" Hongmei felt the steel-hard glans push open her soft vulva and slowly penetrate her honeyed depths. She bit her lip, feeling her heart pounding. At that moment, a burning pain shot through her vagina, as if her body had been split in two. Hongmei saw stars. The hymen ruptured, the glans penetrating deeper. For Hongmei, this was a first-time experience, an unprecedented pain. A fiery scream escaped her lips. This sensation made Hongmei's vision go black, a sharp, agonizing pain, like sensitive nerves being severed, spreading throughout her body.

"No, stop!" Yami gritted her teeth, raised her eyebrows, and screamed incessantly. Her one eye, which had been tightly closed, stared at the ceiling. At that moment, the glans touched her cervix. Hiromi felt a snake-like tongue licking her cervix, and she trembled with fear. She tried desperately to tiptoe to slightly break free from the penis's penetration, but the thick penis continued to slowly and steadily penetrate deep into her body.

Hiromi could only spread her legs wide, believing that only by doing so could she alleviate her pain. However, in the end, it only allowed the fierce penis to penetrate even deeper into her body, pulsating incessantly in her honeypot, stimulating her clitoris.

As the attacker began to move his lower body back and forth, he thrust in and out repeatedly. The thrusting gradually became smoother, and his movements quickened, as did the sounds of his body hitting Hiromi's buttocks. Of course, Hiromi had no mind to feel any pleasure; she was only silently praying to be free from this situation as soon as possible. Finally, there was no gap between the attacker and Hiromi's bodies; there were no obstacles between them anymore. The attacker let out a satisfied groan.

"Now, finally, I've been raped by my own student." A deep despair enveloped Hiromi, but time gave her no time to think. The attacker, panting heavily, desperately thrust in and out to satisfy his physical desires. His thick penis creaked and throbbed as it moved back and forth, completely disregarding Hiromi's pain, moving roughly. The head of his penis reached Hiromi's cervix, giving her a suffocating pressure that made her let out a beast-like moan.

Hiromi's slender body swayed constantly to alleviate the pain, gradually relaxing her tiptoe position, making her height more suitable for the thrusting of his penis. The attacker held her plump buttocks with both hands, his fingers gripping so tightly they almost left bloodstains. The speed of his penis's entry and exit gradually increased, while simultaneously rotating deeply inside her vagina, completely possessing the depths of Hiromi's flower.

Hiromi's body swayed violently as she desperately resisted the attacker's intrusion. At the same time, she discovered that the penetration caused a deep, itchy sensation within her body. As the thick penis moved back and forth, the soft walls of her vagina wrapped around it, turning inside out or sinking in with each thrust. With each movement, Hiromi sighed deeply; the intense impact made her lower abdomen feel as if it were about to split open, and she was drenched in sweat.

But the thrusting from behind didn't stop; it continued relentlessly. If the other's thrusting was somewhat childish, it was precisely because it lacked rhythm that the hot-blooded attacker had no time to feel any pleasure in her. He only focused on increasing the speed of his thrusts, his hands kneading Hongmei's soft, slender waist as he supported his body in his fierce thrusts. Her snow-white buttocks were raised high, her back arched upwards, her smooth belly undulating like waves. Hongmei's body began to react; with each deep penetration, she emitted lewd moans and furrowed her beautiful brows. Now, even the swelling sensation from the thick, hard penis inside her felt pleasurable.

Hongmei felt utterly pathetic: 'Can I really feel pleasure from being raped? What is this?' But she couldn't resist the pleasure surging through her body. When she sensitively sensed this change in her body, she could only gently sway her body to meet the fierce thrusts, trying to alleviate the pain.

Unconsciously, the speed of the thrusting increased, and the seeping fluid seemed to act as a lubricant, making the attacker's thrusting smoother. The attacker felt the pressure inside her vagina gradually ease, and his thrusts became gentler.

Hiromi felt her fear and disgust gradually disappear. Today, a complete stranger had suddenly penetrated her unwelcome entrance, and her body was experiencing waves of wonderful sensations—a feeling Hiromi had never experienced before. She could even smell her own fragrant body odor and lewd aura. Hiromi was almost becoming a wanton beast.

With repeated thrusts, Hiromi felt the pain below gradually lessen. Her vagina, after the initial sudden expansion, slowly became moist. The constant friction between the penis and the vaginal walls aroused Hiromi, and this arousal gradually made her give up resistance, even cooperating with the rapist's movements. Under his guidance, Hiromi's body involuntarily became boneless. Hiromi instinctively sensed the budding of her own sexuality. Having only recently graduated from university, her sexual experience was practically nonexistent, yet the act of being raped awakened her desire. She had once felt that as a female teacher, she should set a good example, and thus had proudly refused sexual intercourse.

But after her body was violated, and with the relentless thrusting of the large penis, a profound change occurred within her. She could no longer hold her ground; her confidence eroded with each violation. Waves of pleasure surged from the depths of her lower body, her delicate skin rippling with each impact. The pleasure spread from her lower body throughout her entire being. Hiromi struggled to build a dam of reason, but the waves of sensual desire had already breached it.

Soon, the attacker, panting lewdly, thrust his glans deep into Hiromi's uterus.

Hiromi screamed, her entire body trembling. Her eyes seemed to explode with light, her entire being engulfed by an unfamiliar, sensual climax. She felt her vagina being stretched to its limit, the dam of reason breached, and surging waves of pleasure poured out. These were sweet, joyful waves. She kept telling herself,

"No, no, this is rape! And the other person is a high school student, my student! I can't react like this! I'm their teacher, no matter what!" But the attacker continued thrusting, each time penetrating deeply into her body, piercing her lower body. A sweet, tingling sensation gradually spread throughout Hiromi's entire body, the pleasure making her tremble so much that even her back quivered slightly.

Her breathing was rapid and erratic, her mouth slightly open as she gasped for air, her pale lips trembling slightly.

The magnificent twenty-centimeter-long penis violently thrust in and out of Hiromi's vagina, the almost unbearable pain and intense pleasure mingling together, bringing Hiromi to a sexual peak she had never experienced before. Hiromi shook her head desperately, her long, smooth black hair flying wildly. She gritted her teeth, enduring the urge to climax. Her long, slender thighs were taut, struggling to suppress the approaching orgasm.

But the attacker's penis continued its relentless thrusting, the engorged shaft penetrating deep into her honeypot, throbbing within like an excavator sucking up the secretions from her vagina.

Like waves crashing back and forth, countless waves of orgasm washed over her body. Hiromi gradually felt the intervals between these waves of desire shortening; her body seemed to be acting solely on its own pleasure principle, her conscious mind almost leaving her. The penis pierced her flesh without mercy, her hairy lower abdomen pressing against her round buttocks, scattering her juices everywhere. Hiromi arched her back, uttering lewd sounds.

"No, no, I can't." Hiromi still tried to use her reason, but her rapid breathing revealed her intense desire.

The attacker quickly reached his climax, their bodies heaving more and more violently. He used both hands to pull Hongmei's crystal-clear, smooth body backward, then thrust his lower body forward, his large, red penis forcefully forcing open her tightly closed cervix and firmly embedding itself in the center of her delicate flower. A thick stream of semen gushed out, instantly coating every inch of Hongmei's honeyed orifice. Then his penis swelled intermittently, each time releasing hot fluid that sprayed into Hongmei's uterus.

With a cry of "Ah!", Hongmei felt the swelling pleasure abruptly stop, an overwhelming emotion swirling within her. Even so, feeling a sense of relief at the end, Hongmei remained motionless. In the afterglow of pleasure, her body occasionally trembled, and from deep within her thighs flowed a white, cloudy fluid, a testament to the humiliation she had suffered.

Faced with this beautiful sight, Hongmei suddenly felt flashes of light, like white lightning, flashing incessantly behind her.

The thick, hard penis slowly shrank and eventually withdrew from Hiromi's body, and the attacker's hands gradually left Hiromi's slender waist. Hiromi's hands were almost powerless to support the weight of her upper body; she could only stick her buttocks out, her face and chest pressed against the ground. However, her vagina was covered with the attacker's dirty, viscous fluid, and she finally broke down in tears, the devastating news of being raped becoming a reality.

Soon after, the attacker's body left Hiromi's naked body, the sound of him putting on his pants, then the sound of his footsteps fading away, followed by the sound of the dressing room door opening and closing. At this moment, Hiromi felt the white, cloudy fluid flowing continuously from her vagina down her long, slender thighs, and a mournful "woo-woo" sound came from Hiromi's mouth, a cry that seemed to tear her heart apart.

[The End]

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