The music teacher's nightmare reappears

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As Yoshikawa Yuri left the hospital after visiting her mother, the autumn sun shone on her.

"It's probably cancer, and they'll do other tests just to be safe..." Remembering the attending physician's words before she left, Yuri felt a slight dizziness and instinctively crouched down by the roadside.

Just then, she heard a terrifying screech of brakes behind her. Turning around, she saw a child lying in a pool of blood, and a young man frantically jumping out of a parked car.

This scene was unbecoming of Yuri's personality, and she immediately stood up and rushed towards the station, but an ominous premonition lingered in her heart.

Her premonition came true; six months later, her mother died of cancer. Her father, a former university professor, had also passed away five years earlier while Yuri was studying abroad. Now alone, Yuri had to pay off her mother's hospital bills, sell her detached house, and move to a two-bedroom apartment near the station.

As a music teacher and pianist at a girls' high school, Yuri absolutely needed a well-soundproofed practice room. The living room was converted into a practice room. Because the apartment needed to be handed over for sale quickly, the soundproofing work only began after Lily moved in.

Through the apartment manager's recommendation, a nearby decorating shop was hired for the work, which was supposedly only two days, so Saturday was chosen as the date.

While discussing the project with the shop owner, she felt someone watching her. Turning around, the young man standing in the shop quickly looked away. Lily had been used to being stared at by strange men since her teenage years because of her beauty, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

Several workers, including the young man, came to work. This young man seemed to be a novice; the owner scolded him several times, saying, "What are you daydreaming about? You'll never be a master like that." But he kept looking at Lily, seemingly because of the scolding.

The night after the soundproofing was completed as scheduled, the young man came to Lily's apartment alone.

"What do you want? Wasn't the project finished?"

Lily asked curiously as she slightly opened the door. The young man seemed embarrassed, scratching his head as he said, "Sorry, I think I forgot the screwdriver on that shelf… Could I come in and look for it?" "Forgot your business tools… Did the boss yell at you again?"

Lily unlocked the door, letting the young man into the practice room.

"Which shelf is it on?"

Lily asked, turning back. The young man, who had just closed the door and placed the bag he'd brought on the floor, said rudely, "Looking for the screwdriver is just an excuse. You've made me suffer, and I'm here to resolve this." He suddenly brought up something Lily had no memory of, angrily changing his tone.

"Don't cause trouble. If you have nothing to do, hurry back. Otherwise, I'll scream for help!" "You know that's useless; the soundproofing was just installed. If you want me to leave early, you'll have to listen to me." Seeing the man pull a dagger from his jacket pocket, Lily's elegant beauty froze.

The man was alert, his back to the door, so he couldn't escape. Not knowing his intentions made it even more terrifying.

"What do you want? I'll give you the money. Put that thing away!" "I can accept your money, but first you have to apologize for ruining my life." "Why should I apologize? I haven't done anything to a stranger like you that I need to apologize for." "You can't say you haven't."

When asked about the car accident she witnessed in front of the hospital six months ago, Lily nodded: "That did happen, but what does it have to do with me?"

"I was driving at the time. Because I saw you suddenly sway and crouch down, I accidentally hit the child. Because the child suddenly ran out from the alley, I didn't get a prison sentence, but I still lost my job. This incident killed my mother, who only hoped I would succeed, and shattered all my dreams and hopes. How can you say it has nothing to do with me?"

Hearing this, Lily was confused: "I was dizzy at the time and had to crouch down. But that doesn't mean that was the cause of the accident. I felt sorry for you, but you shouldn't blame me. It was wrong of you to only pay attention to strangers while driving."

"You're saying I'm a complete stranger? Don't play dumb." The man said impatiently, "I introduced myself the first time I saw you. Remember the name Shinji Kubo?" "Kubo... Shinji, please have a seat...?" Yuri frantically searched her memory, but there was nothing:

"I can't remember where I've seen you before?"

"You have a terrible memory, it was during your high school cultural festival. I remember it very clearly even this year." Shinji began to recount, gazing into the distance.

Back then, Shinji, who commuted to Mitaka High School on the Chuo Line, secretly admired the pure and beautiful girls he occasionally saw on the train.

He boarded at Kichijoji Station and got off at National High School Station. Knowing this, when Yuri's school held its cultural festival, Shinji took his camera to her school.

After searching the campus for a long time, Shinji finally found her playing the piano at the music recital venue, and also learned that her name was Yoshikawa Yuri. When they came out of the venue after the performance, Shinji went over to introduce himself and humbly asked, "I hope we can be friends. If possible, could we take a picture together?" After saying this, Shinji asked her if she remembered. However, Yuri still had no memory. Many men had shamelessly introduced themselves to her in the past, but she had always refused on the spot and didn't remember their faces.

"Hmph! They certainly didn't think much of me. What I can't forgive is your attitude back then. You looked at me with disdain and said, 'I don't like shameless people like you, and I don't want to take pictures.' After saying that, you left with your friends, but it was a huge blow to me. Because I idolized you like a goddess. From then on, your face was always on my mind, which is why that car accident happened. If you understand, take off your clothes and apologize to me. At the same time, to show your apology for refusing to take pictures, you should say, 'Please take as many pictures of me as you like,'" “How can you talk about something from seven or eight years ago…” Yuri wanted to refuse, but seeing the dagger in Shinji’s hand, she quickly changed her mind and said, “If you think my attitude was bad back then, I’m willing to apologize. But don’t make me take off my clothes.”

However, Shinji pointed the dagger at Yuri’s face and said, “You ruined someone’s life, do you think an apology is enough? If you don’t want to take them off, I’ll do it for you!”

After saying that, he plunged the dagger into the back of her collar, slashing the back of her shirt.

“Ah… I understand… I’ll take them off… so don’t be rough…” Yuri’s lips trembled as she took off her torn shirt from her shoulders.

Shinji’s demands were really too much, but she had to admit that he had a strong desire for revenge. This man was a paranoid, and if she resisted him, who knew what he would do. She could only go along with him and let him go quickly… After making this decision, Yuri stood up tremblingly, turned her back to Shinji, took off her skirt, and then pulled down the shoulder strap.

When Yuri removed her panties or bra, if she hesitated even slightly, Shinji would slap her smooth, ivory back with the back of a dagger to urge her on.

Overwhelmed by fear beyond shame, Yuri knelt naked, apologizing for her sins she had no memory of.

"Besides apologizing, shouldn't you have something to ask? If you don't explain clearly, your back will bleed."

Feeling the dagger tip lightly graze her back, Yuri's face paled, her lips trembling as she uttered the pitiful words: "I refused to be photographed at the cultural festival. To express my apology, please take as many pictures of my naked body as you like today!" Although it was springtime, the night was still cold. However, Yuri, exposed naked before the camera, had no heart left to feel the cold due to intense shame. Threatened by the dagger, Yuri couldn't even conceal her shame, and was forced to adopt the pose of a nude model, one hand behind her head and the other on her waist. At the man's command, she faced the camera with her beautiful, elegant face, but her eyes, blurred with shame, saw nothing.

"Your measurements are probably around 89, 58, and 86, right? Just like your elegant face, the hairy look gives you a very classy air."

Shinji's praise of Shiroko only intensified Yuri's shame. Her

perfectly proportioned naked body at twenty-five exuded the allure of a mature woman; her breasts proudly protruded, and her slender waist accentuated the fullness of her hips. The pubic hair on her milky-white thighs, as the man had described, was understated and elegant, but it did nothing to conceal the pale pink vulva in her center.

"Now, cross your hands behind your head, put one leg on the sofa. If you don't want me to slash your beautiful face, don't take your face away from the camera."

He slapped her cheek with the side of a dagger, forcing Yuri into a pose worse than death, trembling with fear and shame.

"Pubic hair, though elegant, is still an eyesore. Next, we'll take pictures after you've shaved it all off!" Seeing Shinji place the camera on the sofa and take out a razor and cream from his purse, a look of humiliation appeared on Yuri's beautiful face.

"You've already taken enough embarrassing photos, please, spare me!" But Shinji coldly replied, "A music teacher as arrogant as you probably won't just spread your legs and let me shave them. I'm going to tie you up and put your hands behind your back!" "Like this..."

Losing her freedom of movement meant being completely at a man's mercy, and she might even lose her virginity. For Yuri, who suffers from androphobia, this was unbearable. She was still single because of the horrific experience of being gang-raped by strangers in high school.

"Please... please don't do that..."

As Yuri pleaded, Shinji pointed the dagger at her face again: "You're not allowed to resist anything. You're the woman who destroyed my hopes and dreams. I should have shaved my head as an apology, but since you won't tie me up and shave my pubic hair, I'll make you apologize by becoming bald."

Shinji grabbed Yuri's long hair with one hand, the blade pointing directly at the roots. Yuri's face contorted in fear. "No! I promise, so don't cut my hair..." Yuri trembled as she placed her hands behind her back. Shinji took out a rope from his purse and tied her up. After tying her up, he pulled Yuri to the piano and made her stand.

"Spread your legs apart to make shaving easier."

A dagger lashed across her milky-white thighs. Yuri resignedly closed her eyes and spread her long legs. Shinji then tied her feet to the piano's footposts.

As Yuri lowered her rosy face, she saw Shinji applying cream to her tender pubic hair and quickly turned her face away.

Although she couldn't see, she could still feel the man rubbing the cream on her pubic hair. With her eyes tightly closed and teeth clenched, she heard the sound of shaving with a cool sensation. Her pubic hair quickly disappeared.

"Done. Although it wasn't quite enough, it makes you look much younger here." Shinji stroked the smooth mound and said in a happy tone.

Although her legs were spread wide, the fleshy cleft beneath her snow-white mounds was tightly closed, unlike what one would expect from a twenty-five-year-old woman.

"The greatest pleasure is yet to come; let's finish the commemorative photo shoot first." Shinji, picking up the camera again, spoke sternly to Yuri, who had her head bowed.

"I told you, your face isn't allowed to leave the camera. I don't want to shave your head, so you have to smile at the camera!"

As if losing her self-respect along with her pubic hair, Yuri weakly turned her gaze to the camera, forcing a smile.

With her hands tied behind her back and her thighs spread, revealing her hairless mounds, Yuri's smile turned into a wry smile whenever the flash went off.

"We're out of film. But we captured some very beautiful shots." Seeing Shinji put the camera away, Yuri regained some of her spirits, but on the other hand, she couldn't help feeling a strong sense of unease. Facing a beautiful woman whose hands and feet were restricted, a man who harbored desire for this woman would never obediently leave after taking a picture.

"You've achieved your goal of taking photos. Please, let me go!" Yuri pleaded preemptively, but Shinji, while undressing, said, "The festival matter is resolved, but the car accident is still there. Besides, with such delicious food, it would be a shame to go back without enjoying it."

Yuri knew her unease had become a reality, and desperately tried to persuade Shinji with reason: "What you're doing is a crime. If I report it to the police, do you know what the consequences will be? If you go back now, I won't tell anyone about tonight's events, and I certainly won't go to the police..." "Go ahead and report me," Shinji said angrily, now only wearing his underwear. When she was at her previous company, like everyone else hoping for a bright future, she was terrified of the police. But after being fired, having lost all hope and dreams, there's nothing to fear now. Besides debt, I have no assets, and no family to worry about me. I don't want to stay here long. You can sue me, I don't care. But all of this is your fault.” Her full breasts were roughly grabbed by the man, and Yuri couldn't help but scream, “Don't touch me!” “I even shaved your pubic hair, what are you calling this? Your large breasts don't match your elegant face.

This is because many men have touched you! How many men have you slept with in the past?” Shinji kneaded her firm breasts forcefully, as if urging her to answer.

“Don't talk nonsense, I'm not that kind of woman.”

“A beauty like you, men wouldn't let you go. Don't you have a boyfriend?” “I don't have that kind of person.”

Shinji squatted down in front of Yuri, who was shaking her head, and kept stroking her hairless mons pubis.

"There's no certainty about men. A woman your age can't be inexperienced. Answer honestly, how many men have penetrated you?" He simultaneously pulled her closed petals apart.

"No! I have no experience with men…it's true." She said, desperately twisting her hips from side to side. However, with her hands tied behind her back and her legs spread and fixed, she couldn't avoid the man's eyes.

At this moment, Shinji exclaimed in surprise, "Oh…what a beautiful color. Just looking at this color, people would believe you're a virgin. I admit you haven't used this thing often, but honestly, how many times have men played with it?"

As Shinji's fingers entered her vagina, Yuri twisted her hips wildly, screaming, "Don't do this! Really…no men."

"Don't play dumb!" Shinji shouted rudely, "Have you forgotten the gang rape you were in seven years ago? I still remember how you cried when he inserted that big thing into you." "What did you say!"

Yuri was shocked, even forgetting that the man's fingers were still playing with her genitals.

"So... you were the one from that time..."

"Finally remembered? That time I didn't get to see the man's face when I fucked you..." Shinji seemed to be reopening old wounds that Yuri wanted to forget, his fingers moving incessantly inside her vagina, while memories of him, which she also regretted, surfaced in her mind.

At the time, Shinji was a high school student. His school wasn't bad, but he was one of a trio who enjoyed picking up girls. The other two were his classmates, Eiichi Nomura and Kenji Hanyu. But none of them had real guts; they wouldn't do anything bad on their own, so the three of them would go looking for frivolous women together.

After graduating from high school, Shinji got a job, while the other two prepared to go to university. It was Nomura, who considered himself the leader, who suggested gang-raping beautiful women before graduation to create a graduation memory.

Before this, they had gang-raped girls they met on the street, but these women were either runaways or high school girls who would immediately get into the car after being driven home, so it couldn't really be considered rape. Getting hands on these sluts who would sleep with any man they saw, while not worrying about going to the police station, didn't really move them much. Nomura's idea was to gang rape a noblewoman who was completely different from those other women, so that he could do what he had seen in the magazine. It would definitely be a wonderful graduation souvenir.

"Of course, that would be honorable, but it would be terrible if something went wrong." The timid Yuzuru hesitated, "Don't let my appearance fool you, my parents trust me completely, and I don't want to report it and upset them." Unexpectedly, Nomura continued to persuade him, "You don't understand, the more prestigious the family, the more they'll hide rape for the sake of appearances. If it's an attempted rape, that's bad, but once it's done, it's fine. To be on the safe side, wear sunglasses, and the other person won't know who did it, there won't be any problems. If anything happens, Shinji can just say he didn't know them and two men dragged him there." Shinji didn't object to Nomura's selfish suggestion.

Living with his mother, a chef, Shinji didn't get enough pocket money, and his travel expenses mostly depended on the wealthy Nomura or Yuzuru. Even his future employment was introduced by Nomura to his father's construction company; because of this connection, Shinji willingly took on the role of errand boy in this trio.

"The problem is whether we can find a woman like that. Kenji, do you know any women like that?" At this moment, Shinji took out several photos he always carried with him and showed them to Nomura. They were photos secretly taken after Yuri rejected him at the cultural festival. Although they weren't taken from the front, just looking at her profile, it was immediately clear that she was a daughter of a prestigious family from a completely different world from the women they had previously sought out.

After hearing Shinji recount what happened at the cultural festival, Nomura and Hanyu looked at the photos excitedly and said, "We really can't underestimate Shinji. Of course, he'll run into a snag, but at least he had the courage to talk to her." "What a beautiful woman, and she has a great figure. There's nothing to say if you talk to her." The sarcastic praise didn't sit well with Shinji. Shinji was willing to offer the beautiful girl he admired as a sacrifice to his friends not as a way of repaying them for their usual entertainment, nor was it to show off to the two classmates who usually looked down on him.

Shinji knew very well that he wasn't handsome enough and didn't have any other merits, but he believed that his love for Yuri was second to none. However, on the day of the cultural festival, she actually looked at him like he was dirty! What kind of behavior is this! I must get revenge…

At this moment, hearing Nomura's suggestion, Shinji was more than happy to oblige. To investigate beforehand, Shinji followed Yuri home and discovered a less-traveled section of road on her way home from the station.

One day, close to the graduation ceremony, he put on sunglasses and, along with two others, parked their car on that roadside and lay in ambush.

Yuri, hurrying home, was about to walk past their car.

"Excuse me, could you tell me…" Shinji pretended to ask for directions, and when no one was around, he punched her in the stomach. She

fainted before she could even cry out. Shinji picked her up and placed her in the back seat of the car. Hanyu, who was waiting inside, saw her open her eyes and pulled out a dagger to threaten her, telling her not to scream. Nomura immediately started the car and drove to the outskirts, where there were vegetable gardens all around and a lone old house.

Seeing the dagger, Yuri trembled with fear and was taken into the house by Nomura and Hanyu, while Shinji kept watch outside. Normally, Shinji is last. This time, although he insisted on being first, both refused.

Hearing pleas and screams coming from the room, Shinji felt uneasy.

"The taste of a virgin is so good. After we've had our turn, we can play some perverted games." Shinji didn't answer. He ran in and saw Yuzuru, naked from the waist down, pinning a beautiful girl with her hands tied behind her back to the ground, about to shove her panties into her mouth.

"No... Help..."

The beautiful girl, her hands no longer free, desperately shook her head to avoid the panties. Her petticoat was torn, unable to conceal her nakedness. On her snow-white thighs, which were kicking frantically in mid-air, there were traces of blood from her broken hymen.

"This woman is still resisting. Shinji, come and help."

Hearing Yuzuru's words, Shinji came over and pressed down on Yuri's head. Yuzuru stuffed the panties into Yuri's mouth, who was trying to cry for help, and then tied them up with pantyhose from above.

As Shinji pressed down on Yuri's shoulders, preventing her upper body from moving, Yuzuru grabbed Yuri's thighs and thrust in hard.

"Ugh...ugh..." The beautiful girl let out a mournful groan from her nostrils, her body jerking violently, almost pushing Shinji's legs away.

"Once you've been fucked, it's the same no matter how many times you do it again. Only those who accept their fate are wise," Yuzuru said persuasively, stroking his breasts as he began thrusting.

The beautiful girl let out a muffled groan, her brows furrowing in pain. Tears streamed from her beautiful eyes, dripping onto the ground. Shinji, seeing her pitiful state, felt a surge of vengeful pleasure, but also a hollow, restless feeling because he wasn't the one causing her pain.

Shinji, who had few redeeming qualities, had one thing he could be proud of: his penis was much larger than the average man's. This was one of the reasons he would gang rape women after getting them. Nomura and Yuzuru had said that after Shinji had his way with her, the women's things wouldn't be worth using anymore, but it also proved that they were more insecure about their own penises than Shinji's.

His penis had long been swollen and painfully erect inside his pants. Just holding down the struggling Yuri, Shinji was almost about to ejaculate.

"Wait a minute! I'll put this big thing in you right away and make you scream even louder." He heard Yuzuru say this with anticipation.

"Oh! I can't stand this feeling!" Yuri said, trembling all over, and collapsed onto Yuri.

"That's great! This is the best graduation souvenir!" A short while later, Yuzuru stood up, pulling up his pants as he said, "Shinji, sorry to have kept you waiting. They say the rest is a blessing, so enjoy it!" Shinji released her, and Yuri just buried her face in the ground, sobbing. Just as Shinji was about to take off his pants, looking at Yuri's miserable state, Nomura rushed in, his penis throbbing. "

Something's wrong! I heard a patrol car siren, run!"

"Really? Shinji, get in the car!"

The timid Nomura frantically ran out, but Shinji, still holding onto his pants, remained standing there.

There were no pedestrians when they got Yuri into the car. But perhaps someone on the second floor of one of the houses saw them and called the police. Faced with such an opportunity, he couldn't bear to run away without doing anything.

"What are you doing? Trying to drag us into this?"

Nomura ran back, grabbed Shinji who was still lingering there, and pulled him into the car. Shinji's revenge, which had been without cause, was thus abruptly cut short.

"If the patrol car had arrived five or ten minutes later, it could have done you. Do you know how much I regretted it back then?" Shinji seemed to be venting that regret as he forcefully dug into Yuri's vulva.

The resulting disgust reminded Yuri of the pain and fear she had felt then. Yuri forgot the miserable state of her hands tied behind her back and her legs apart, her lips trembling with anger.

"Don't talk nonsense, I was the victim. To do such a despicable thing and still say such things. I even considered suicide that time." It

was true that Yuri almost committed suicide, but she couldn't bear to do it because of her parents' grief.

Yuri's childhood dream was to become a pianist, so she completely devoted herself to the piano to heal her psychological wounds. At the music university, she won first place in the piano department and went to study in Paris, France. However, before graduating, she received news of her father's death. Not wanting to leave her ailing mother alone, she immediately returned to Japan.

To become a top-notch pianist, one needs innate talent, unwavering effort, and the financial resources to fully dedicate oneself to learning. Yuri, lacking the third essential element, works as a high school music teacher to make a living, but she hasn't given up on her dream of becoming a pianist.

"After being gang-raped, you aspired to be a pianist. The soundproofing you made for that purpose, and then you met me, whose desire to be gang-raped was thwarted—it's fate, isn't it?" Shinji's expression was complex.

"Now that I know about your suicidal thoughts, my resentment has lessened. I haven't been able to sleep well at night since then."

The three cowardly villains escaped on the spot, but were so terrified they couldn't eat for almost a month.

With her hands tied behind her back, it was clear she had been raped. Even if the victim tried to conceal the truth, the police would still investigate. Moreover, Shinji had introduced himself to Hyakutai at the cultural festival a few months prior, and harbored resentment towards her cold attitude. Therefore, he had ample motive. If Hyakutai realized that one of the three wearing sunglasses was the same person from the cultural festival, his arrest was only a matter of time.

Nomura and Hanyu would repeatedly warn Shinji whenever they saw him, "Shinji, even if you're arrested, you must never reveal our names."

But for some reason, the police never came after Shinji.

"After that, for a while, I was terrified whenever I saw the police. It's fortunate that the other two could do it to you; I became a complete fool, not only failing to do it but also suffering for them." Hearing Shinji's account, Yuri's anger was replaced by a sense of superiority.

After the trio escaped, Yuri hid in a corner but realized the siren was from an ambulance.

While struggling, the rope binding her hands loosened; she managed to untie it and went home alone.

The incident ended there. Unaware of the truth, Shinji and the others were terrified of their crimes being discovered, which offered Yuri a small measure of comfort.

"What did you tell the police?"

Shinji asked. Yuri replied with a hint of smugness, "There were no police cars at all. You mistook the ambulance siren for a patrol car."

"What did you say?" Shinji seemed disappointed upon hearing Yuri's explanation and asked again, "So you didn't complain to the police? Didn't you realize it was me?" "I can't even tell my parents about something so shameful, so of course I couldn't have known it was you. I don't even remember the cultural festival." She added, "But it's true that I was raped by two other men. I was punished for being cold to you at the cultural festival, and I didn't call the police... Please, let me go." Yuri pleaded quickly while the other was in a bad mood, but it backfired.

"Don't push your luck, you bastard!"

Shinji realized that his anxiety was unnecessary and, unable to vent his anger, slapped Yuri repeatedly across the face.

"I shouldn't have been so afraid. I'm only being punished for not being raped. How much harm do you want to inflict on me? You'll make me pay for my pain tenfold." Shinji pulled his belt off his pants and stood in front of Yuri, who was standing with her legs spread wide in front of the piano.

"No! Please don't be rough!"

Yuri was terrified by his violent outburst, but in the instant she pleaded, the belt lashed her stomach, which she couldn't avoid.

"Ah!"

Her scream only made Shinji raise the belt again.

"That was punishment for my transgressions at the cultural festival. This time, I'm punishing you for forgetting my name and face after introducing myself."

The second lash struck her milky-white thigh, making a crisp sound and leaving a welt.

"Ugh...please have mercy..."

The beautiful woman's screams and tears turned Shinji's anger into sadistic pleasure.

"Your crying sounds beautiful, and I was afraid of the police punishment because I hadn't been able to have sex with you." The unreasonable belt lashed her full breasts.

"Ugh...!"

Yuri cried out sharply, sobbing and pleading in fear and pain, "Spare me, I'll do whatever you say, but please don't hit me anymore..."

"It's not time for you to complain yet. The problem of my life being changed because of the car accident hasn't been resolved." Shinji threw down his belt, picked up a dagger, and walked over. Yuri's eyes widened in fear, and she said in a hoarse voice,

"Please... don't kill me..."

"Do as I say if you don't want to die!" He cut the rope binding Yuri's feet with the dagger. Yuri's hands were still tied behind her back, and she sat down limply. Then Shinji ordered her to lie face down, with her buttocks raised high. Yuri

knew how shameful that position was, but he gently stabbed her in the shoulder and back with the tip of the dagger, letting her know that there was no room for resistance.

As she gritted her teeth and assumed that position, Shinji issued another lewd command: "Spread your legs and lift your buttocks so I can see them clearly, then turn your elegant face towards me!" He slapped Yuri's raised, peach-like buttocks with the back of his knife. Yuri frowned, trembling as she spread her legs, pressed her face against the carpet, and turned towards Shinji.

"Hehehe! This looks good, I can see even the hole in your buttocks and your smooth, bare buttocks." Shinji squatted behind Yuri, using words to provoke her shame, placing the dagger on the ground and stroking her plump buttocks.

"To atone for your sins, you must beg me to spank you. If you don't want this fat, plump buttocks to be slashed, you must say this..."

Yuri heard Shinji's words in her ear, her brows furrowing even more. But seeing the knife on the ground, she could only resignedly repeat it.

"I, Yoshikawa Yuri, am a sinful woman who disregarded Mr. Kubo Shinji's love, causing him not only pain but also ruining his life. To atone for my sins, please spank my buttocks as much as you like!" Yuri uttered these words in a hoarse voice. Shinji swung the belt in his hand and said gleefully,

"Since you've made this request, I'll hit you hard, but don't change your posture. Your smug look is not as good as your pitiful cries. Cry properly, make me happy!" Before he finished speaking, the belt struck her snow-white buttocks, and a slight groan escaped from Yuri's clenched teeth. She knew that if she screamed, it would only please the sadistic man and incite his behavior. Yuri had no way to stop Shinji from whipping her with the belt, so she could only endure the pain, becoming a completely emotionless puppet, waiting for his desire to be extinguished.

"Hmm? You're not afraid even like this. Very well, you'll never cry out in pain." Shinji raised his eyebrows and swung the belt forcefully. With a crisp sound of flesh, a second stripe appeared on her snow-white buttocks.

A slightly louder groan escaped Yuri's lips than before. Although her screams were no longer heard, her pained, tearful appearance, and the pleasure she felt through the belt, further fueled Shinji's perverse desires.

"Your ass is really strong when I whip it. I'll make it like a monkey's ass. You just wait." Shinji swung the belt at regular intervals over Yuri's forcefully raised buttocks. With each wicked crack of the whip on her plump buttocks, the groans from Yuri's lips gradually rose in intensity, turning into screams as her white, peach-like mounds turned as red as tomatoes.

"Seems like there's some response. It's time for the final touches." After enjoying the whipping sensation on Yuri's buttocks, Shinji said, pulling down his underwear and sitting on the sofa. Yuri lay in front of him, whimpering from the pain in her buttocks.

Shinji kicked Yuri's swollen, pitiful buttocks, issuing a command in a cheerful tone: "Look, compared to those guys who've fucked you, mine is amazing, isn't it! I'll use this to stab you. Go, ride on my lap."

Lifting her tear-stained face, she saw the erect thing on Shinji's naked body, and her eyes widened in fear.

Seven years ago, when her virginity was taken, she hadn't had the energy to even look at a man's genitals. And now, seeing it for the first time, its ugliness and enormous size far exceeded Yuri's imagination.

Being penetrated by something that could be called a flesh-based weapon, her virginity, except for that incident, was likely to be torn.

Lily almost forgot the pain in her buttocks. With her hands tied behind her back, she struggled to her feet and knelt before Shinji's sofa, pleading, "Spare me...please...spare me..." "I've waited seven long years, I can't wait any longer. It's not like it's your first time, why are you screaming like that!"

"But...inserting that thing will tear me open. Please, I'll do anything else, just please don't use this..."

"You mean, you'll do anything else? Then please have the music teacher play the recorder!" Shinji said, a lewd smile playing on his lips as he looked at Yuri's beautiful, pleading lips.

He hadn't forgotten his revenge for the setback seven years ago; playing with her petal-like lips first wouldn't be bad. She said she didn't even have a boyfriend, so she probably wouldn't have any experience with blowjobs! Shinji imagined humiliating a noble woman, conjuring up images of virgin lips being violated.

Yuri didn't understand Shinji's meaning and looked confused. Shinji then explained, "It means licking and sucking with your lovely mouth. If you can satisfy me with your lips and tongue within five minutes, I'll spare you; otherwise, I'll use your lower mouth."

"This…" Yuri's elegant beauty revealed a look of despair.

She knew this method of intercourse existed, but Yuri, who suffered from androphobia, found even normal intercourse repulsive, considering it an extremely lewd act.

"That's too much... Please... Don't do such cruel things! I don't know how to do that, how could I possibly finish in under five minutes..."

"You don't even know how to play the trumpet, and you're supposed to be a music teacher? This is the best opportunity, practice well. I'll extend your time to ten minutes. I don't care if you lack confidence." Shinji stretched his right leg under Yuri's crotch, kneeling there, and inserted his thumb into her vagina. Perhaps because of the continuous storm of abuse that made the woman flinch, the area touched by his toe was completely dry.

"It's so dry, it'll really crack. Never mind that, just lick it with your mouth first!" Shinji grabbed Yuri's hair and pressed her face, which she was desperately trying to turn away, against his erect penis.

"No..."

Yuri's brows furrowed in disgust, but Shinji rubbed his penis against her flower-like lips while his toes inside her vagina dug and prodded.

"Spare me... I'll do whatever you say. I'll lick it, so don't touch there..." Before long, Yuri uttered words of surrender.

"You're wasting your time. For the next ten minutes, I'll help you. Cheer up and get to work!" Shinji said, stroking her full breasts.

Yuri resignedly closed her eyes and rubbed her lips against the pungent penis, but it was her first time, and her movements were clumsy.

"How long are you going to kiss me! Stick out your tongue and lick from root to tip!" Shinji seemed to be giving her tongue instructions in a fit of rage, but inside he was already ecstatic.

"Okay, lick until here. Now put it in your mouth and use your tongue and lips to hold it and move it up and down, but don't touch your teeth."

Shinji commanded with an excited tone, using the head of his penis to force it into her cute lips, then grabbing her hair and shaking it back and forth. Yuri's face showed a look of disgust.

"Ugh..." Yuri groaned in pain as the head of his penis pressed against the back of her throat, tears of humiliation wetting her long eyelashes and streaming down her beautiful face.

Of course, one couldn't expect her to have any skill, but the friction of her soft lips and tongue against his engorged penis gradually aroused Shinji.

Shinji glanced at his watch and realized he'd exceeded the allotted time. He hurriedly pulled his nearly exploding penis from Yuri's mouth, then deliberately frowned and said, "Look at how clumsy you are, you can't satisfy a man. Stop practicing piano, practice blowjobs instead! Now, as we decided earlier, I'll use your lower mouth. My penis is already covered in saliva, so it probably won't split open."

"No... that's not what I said earlier."

Regardless of what Yuri said, Shinji pushed her down onto the carpet: "I said if I couldn't ejaculate within ten minutes, I'd use your lower mouth. It's already past ten minutes." "No!... No..." With her hands tied behind her back, the naked woman was pushed onto her back, kicking her legs and screaming desperately.

The sight of the naked beauty kicking her snow-white thighs in resistance, her hands no longer free, was practically a replay of what happened seven years ago.

"You still won't accept your fate? Being fucked once, being fucked a few more times won't change anything. You have to accept your fate." Shinji mimicked Yuzuru's tone, trying to persuade Yuri, while simultaneously grabbing one of her legs and forcefully inserting his saliva-covered penis into her opening.

"Ah..." The pain of her narrow opening being penetrated by the huge penis caused Yuri to cry out, trying to move upwards to escape, but Shinji held her naked body tightly, slowly penetrating deeper.

"It hurts!...No..."

"It only hurts at the beginning. See, it's fully in and hasn't torn." After inserting his penis all the way in, Shinji watched with ecstasy as the beautiful woman's pained expression began to slowly thrust in and out.

"Stop! Ouch..."

Yuri's pitiful cries, combined with the tightness of her opening, further satisfied Shinji's sadistic desires.

"Screaming loudly won't bring a patrol car or an ambulance. I won't gag you tonight, so scream as much as you want!"

Shinji hoisted her still-resisting legs onto his shoulders and penetrated even deeper.

"Ah...no...it'll break..."

"That's it, keep moaning!"

In the instant the thrusting speed increased for the thrill of excitement, Shinji's seven-year-long pent-up desire exploded.

Yuri, struggling desperately, felt something hot shoot deep into her body, and relaxed all her strength, beginning to sob. Shinji's upper body pressed down on Yuri, and soon after, he slowly rose and straddled her chest, almost flattening her full breasts as he sat down.

"Ugh!" Yuri groaned in pain, but she could also see the shrunken penis before her eyes.

"Because of the seven-year wait, there was no time to savor it slowly. Now you'll clean up the mess. Your hands can't move, just lick them clean as you did before. There's our semen on them, it should taste good." As the pungent penis rubbed against her face, Yuri's sobs rose in pitch.

"How long are you going to cry? Hurry up and finish!"

Shinji gripped her slender neck tightly with both hands, and a gasp escaped Yuri's lips as she involuntarily stuck out her tongue to lick.

The penis, glistening with semen, quickly swelled and hardened after being licked from base to tip by a soft tongue.

Seven years of desire could not be satisfied with a single ejaculation. Shinji forced his revitalized penis back into Yuri's mouth and began to thrust in and out.

Looking down at her pained expression, emitting muffled groans, Shinji felt his seven years of resentment melting like snow in spring. In its place came an intense sadistic desire.

[The End]

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