Be Junko-sensei's slutty sex slave

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Holding a bouquet of flowers, Nakamura knocked on the door of a suburban villa. The door opened, and a figure he had longed for appeared. Junko, dressed in a well-tailored white dress, with light makeup and thin-rimmed black glasses, looked exceptionally elegant and intellectual, yet her fragrance was still captivating.
"Good morning, Miss Junko!" Nakamura presented the flowers with both hands.

"How thoughtful of you, Mr. Nakamura!" Junko smiled charmingly, and Nakamura's bones almost melted.

"Please come in!" Junko ushered Nakamura into the house.

"I heard Mr. Nakamura wants to study classical music, is that right?" Junko offered Nakamura a cup of coffee.
"Ah, yes, my family and friends all say I'm too boring; besides work and playing cards, I have no hobbies. I want to learn from Miss Junko and become more refined!" "

So, Mr. Nakamura, would you like to learn an instrument or vocal music?" Junko asked casually.

"An instrument, perhaps; my voice isn't very good." Nakamura hesitated for a moment.

"So, which instrument would you like to learn, piano, violin, or something else?" Junko took a sip of coffee.
"Piano, I really admire pianists, they're so cool!" Nakamura answered firmly.
"Please show me your hands~" Junko stood up and walked to Nakamura's side.

"Hmm, your fingers are really nice~" Junko gently stroked Nakamura's large hands, the smooth touch making Nakamura's heart flutter.

"Come on, Mr. Nakamura, let's go to the practice room~" Junko grabbed Nakamura's tie and led him to the practice room at the end of the corridor.

"Mr. Nakamura, please sit down~ Please wait here for a moment, I'll go change into my teaching clothes."

Nakamura sat down on the chair next to the piano bench and began to look around the practice room. It was a room of about 50 square meters, specially renovated. The ceiling and walls were inlaid with thick soundproofing material, and covered with high-end wallpaper with a purple base and gold roses. The floor was smooth solid wood flooring, very well maintained, with a faint sheen. In the center of the room stood a huge piano. Along the right wall were several antique, ornately carved leather trunks, their corners adorned with gilded brass, clearly expensive. Against the left wall stood a large wooden table, upon which rested exquisitely crafted vases, tea sets, and wine glasses, reflecting the room's owner's refined taste. The only odd element was the presence of several thick steel hooks on the ceiling, some even equipped with casters, clashing with the overall ambiance.

"Sorry to keep you waiting~" Junko returned to the music room. Nakamura glanced at Junko, then couldn't look away. Junko wore light makeup, a diamond choker adorning her long, white neck, and a black, form-fitting, bodycon mini-skirt that accentuated her deep cleavage and perfect waistline. She wore a thin black gauze blouse, its pretty puff sleeves accentuating her slender forearms. Her long, shapely legs were encased in black stockings that gleamed subtly, and she wore vintage high heels. She closed the music room door and swayed her supple waist as she walked towards Nakamura. Nakamura held his breath, his eyes fixed on Junko, admiring her stunning yet subtly imposing beauty.

"Mr. Nakamura~ Mr. Nakamura~" Junko looked at the stunned Nakamura and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Ah! Ah! Miss Junko! You're back!" Nakamura finally snapped out of his daze, realizing his indiscretion, and quickly stood up.

"Mr. Nakamura, let's begin the lesson!" Junko walked to the piano and sat down.

"I have something to tell you: in my music room, my students must obey my orders! No matter how important you are outside, in this music room, you must listen to me! Do you accept that? If not, please find someone else." Junko said authoritatively.

"Okay! I accept!" Nakamura agreed without hesitation. In his mind, what could a delicate music teacher do to a grown man like him?

"Alright! Now I'll give you a basic introduction to piano!" Junko's voice was so melodious. At this moment, Nakamura's attention was completely drawn to Junko's beauty and fragrance. He didn't hear a word she said.

"Alright, that's what you need to know. Do you have any questions, Mr. Nakamura?" Before he knew it, Junko had finished explaining.

"Ah? Ah! No questions! No questions! Miss Junko explained it very well!" Nakamura complimented awkwardly.
"Okay! Now I'll start asking questions~" Junko seemed very satisfied, but she asked three questions in a row, and Nakamura couldn't answer a single one. Junko seemed angry. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she suddenly stood up.

"Mr. Nakamura! Please respect my work!" Junko said coldly.

"Miss Junko! Miss Junko! Please don't be angry! I wasn't listening carefully! I'm so sorry!" Nakamura quickly apologized.

"Students who don't listen will be punished." Junko's face darkened, and she took a rattan cane from a large suitcase by the wall.

"Extend your right hand," Junko commanded.

"This...this..." Nakamura felt incredibly embarrassed. Was he, the dignified general manager, really going to be slapped on the hand?
"Sometimes, letting go of burdens and returning to your roots can be very relaxing~" Junko reached out and touched Nakamura's face, a sweet fragrance wafting over, making Nakamura feel his blood boil. He composed himself. He had already promised Junko, and there was no going back now. He would just treat himself like a schoolboy who had made a mistake! Nakamura extended his right hand.

"Slap!" Nakamura winced in pain. "Slap!"

Nakamura's hand began to tremble.

"Slap!" Nakamura immediately pulled his hand back, gently rubbing it.

"Are you afraid of pain?" Junko keenly noticed Nakamura's weakness. She used her index finger and thumb to lift Nakamura's chin, leaned down, and stared into Nakamura's eyes. Junko's soft breath brushed against Nakamura's face. Her beautiful eyes and sweet fragrance intoxicated him. They gazed at each other for a moment, and Nakamura began to feel a little dazed.

"Remember! Pain isn't scary! Pain is also a kind of pleasure!" Junko's voice was seductive. She gently kissed Nakamura's cheek. "Good children get a reward~"

It took a while for Nakamura to recover from his daze.

"Seven more lashes~" Junko said coldly. The cane fell on Nakamura's palm again and again. Although his expression wasn't good, his heart was no longer clenched. He calmly felt each lash, and it didn't seem to hurt so much anymore.

"I'll say it again, listen carefully!" Junko's expression softened slightly. This time, Nakamura didn't dare to be negligent. He listened attentively to Junko's explanation and answered fluently.

"Mr. Nakamura is truly amazing!" Junko exclaimed sincerely.

"I have rewards for outstanding students, you know~" Junko's eyes sparkled. "What kind of reward do you want, Nakamura~"

"I..." Nakamura hesitated.

"You don't have any ideas, do you~ Then I'll play you a piece of music, so you can relax~" Junko walked to the gramophone, put in a record, and a majestic melody began to play. Nakamura secretly regretted not seizing the opportunity, so he pretended to be relaxed and enjoyed the music with Junko. The more Junko listened, the more excited she became. When the last heavy note resounded throughout the room, her face was flushed, and she was panting softly.

"Mr. Nakamura~ This piece is called 'Ride of the Valkyries,' it's my favorite music~" Junko said, straddling Nakamura's lap, gently cupping his face in her hands, their eyes meeting. As Junko became excited, her fragrance became even stronger, and Nakamura became dazed again. In his eyes, Junko seemed to be shining.

"Mr. Nakamura, I've always longed for the best mount. Can you help me?" Junko's gentle voice sounded like thunder to Nakamura, making his head throb.

"Sure! I... I'll buy it for you!" Nakamura said somewhat dazedly.

"No! You are the best mount!" Junko grabbed Nakamura's tie with one hand, and began stroking his already hard and swollen penis with the other.

"Yes! That's the feeling!" Nakamura shouted inwardly, his face full of bliss.
"Be my mount~ okay~ Mr. Nakamura~" Junko's voice became even more seductive, and her movements
became faster and faster.

"Ah... ah..." Nakamura felt waves of dizziness; he was about to reach his climax. Suddenly, Junko stopped stroking and stood up. As the pleasure slowly subsided, Nakamura regained some of his senses, and a deep sense of loss arose within him.

"Mr. Nakamura, be my mount, promise me, and I'll make you happy~" Junko stroked Nakamura's chin, her gentle words seemingly possessing a magical power that made him feel irresistible. His desire for pleasure compelled him to nod.

"Okay..." Nakamura agreed.

"Very good~ Now kneel down on the ground, okay~" Junko continued to tempt Nakamura.

"No...no...I can't kneel before a woman." Although in a daze, Nakamura's heart was still struggling.

Junko took out a spider-shaped ring inlaid with a sapphire from her bra and put it on her jade-like hand. She murmured a few words, and the ring began to emit a faint glow. Junko slowly waved her jade-like hand back and forth in front of Nakamura. Nakamura looked at the ring emitting a blue fluorescence, smelled the increasingly strong fragrance, and his thoughts slowed down until they almost stopped.

"You must obey me~ Being my mount will be very pleasurable~" Junko said in a low voice.
"Yes..." Nakamura slowly knelt down, pressing his hands to the ground.

"Hehehe~ What a good boy~" Junko rode on Nakamura's back. After a few minutes, Nakamura recovered from his dazed state. He found himself kneeling on the ground, with Junko riding on his back.

"Miss Junko, please... get off my back, okay?" Nakamura blushed, feeling extremely ashamed.

"Why~ You already agreed to be my mount~ You're a grown man, don't you keep your word?" Junko replied coquettishly.

"But... but... this is so embarrassing!" Nakamura said awkwardly.

"Don't be afraid, what happened here will stay here, no one will know!" Junko comforted Nakamura while taking off her sheer shirt and putting it over Nakamura's head, rolling up the sleeves. The strong fragrance of the shirt made Nakamura pant, and his penis once again stood erect, just like when he was young, throbbing painfully. Junko kicked off her high heels, her beautiful feet reaching towards Nakamura's lower abdomen, beginning to rub his swollen penis.

"Oh~ Oh~" Nakamura couldn't help but groan.

"Are you happy being my mount, Mr. Nakamura~" Junko continued rubbing his penis until Nakamura began to tremble, then she stopped. Nakamura fell from his peak again, feeling even more uncomfortable.

"Forward!" Junko lightly whipped Nakamura's buttocks with a rattan cane, and under the stimulation of desire and Junko's control, Nakamura crawled forward for the first time...

Unbeknownst to Nakamura, his first step became the beginning of his life as Junko-sensei's subservient sex slave.

[The End]

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