[Youth Campus] The Humiliating Life of a Female Teacher

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A particularly handsome student with exceptionally agile athletic abilities, Himuro Haruji was Yuko Ashikawa's student.

"Himuro-kun, can you even understand such a difficult book?" Yuko

was surprised to find Himuro reading a computer engineering book during lunch break.

"This stuff is too simple,"

Himuro said coolly, then looked at Yuko with an unreadable, adult-like gaze.

This wasn't the first time; she noticed his gaze fixed on Yuko during class or breaks—a gaze as lifeless as a dead fish's.

Sometimes, however, he would enthusiastically build models with his friends.

Sometimes, he would bring newly finished models to the faculty office to see Yuko.

Himuro's enigmatic expression intrigued Yuko. Moreover, Himuro came from a single-parent family without a mother, so Yuko naturally took extra care of him. Perhaps it was this relationship that led to Himuro's considerable warmth towards Yuko.

During a home visit, it was learned that Himuro's father was a wealthy man who owned several clubs and hotels in the bustling city. He simply gave money to his children, leaving all family affairs to a middle-aged housekeeper and his wife. This situation might have caused some unease in young Himuro.

How could he properly develop his talents…?

Thinking this, she looked at educational materials, but it was already long past closing time.

When she left the school gate, it was completely dark outside, and traffic was heavy. In the crowd, Yuko suddenly tensed up.

It was… a pervert…

Yuko noticed a man's lewd hand groping her buttocks from under her skirt.

The beautiful Yuko was often a target for perverts on the bus. Her figure, honed through aerobics during her school days, made her an ideal prey for perverts. When this happened, Yuko would move away or use her hands to block, but today, the crowd was so dense that she couldn't do anything. The man's hand groped Yuko's buttocks, and another hand reached towards her lower abdomen.

Ah… no…

she wanted to scream, but seeing the men's gazes all around, Yuko dared not cry out.

Just as she noticed the hand attempting to grope her crotch from below, the hand touching her buttocks pulled up her skirt.

Ah! This can't be!

Before she could react, the man's hand had already slipped inside Yuko's skirt. Even though she was wearing panties and stockings, Yuko had the illusion that her bare buttocks were being touched.

The man's fingers scurried along the edge of her panties, as if measuring the fleshiness of her buttocks, stroking upwards.

Ah...ah...no...ah! ...

A current ran through her body, and her lower body trembled. The man's fingers not only continued to stroke her cleft, but his other hand began to pull down her panties and stockings, and Yuko felt a chill run down her spine.

Don't do this...I'm going to call for help! With that expression, she turned her head and glared at the man behind her.

It was a young man. Seeing Yuko glare at him, his fingers immediately stopped moving, but then resumed wriggling.

As her panties and stockings were slowly pulled down, the bus finally stopped in front of the university.

Get off...

Yuko got off the bus as if she were running away, and the man hurriedly got off behind her.

She was about to follow him…

A chill ran down her spine. She had to pass through the dimly lit temple grounds to get home. What to do…? Just then, someone called out to Yuuko from behind, “Ashikawa-sensei!”

It was Himuro who suddenly appeared. Although he was a boy, the sight of someone greeting him made the man's expression turn resentful.

“Himuro-kun, thank you for saving me.”

“Sensei, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing important. By the way, why are you here so late?”

“I’ve been waiting for you to come home, sir.”

Himuro didn’t seem to be home yet; he was still carrying his schoolbag, and his house was in the opposite direction.

“Sensei, this is what I caught.”

There was a large fish in the plastic bag in Himuro’s hand; he had probably been waiting for hours to show it to her.

Yuuko thought Himuro was adorable, and Himuro’s face showed a pure smile.

“Sensei, my father isn’t home tonight, so…”

“So what? Himuro-kun?”

“Can I… stay here with you, sir?”

Himuro looked at Yuuko with a pleading expression. He also said he had already called the butler to ask to stay with her.

Yuuko thought for a moment, then smiled and nodded. A family without a mother must be lonely, and we can't just let him go back alone.

Himuro held Yuko's hand excitedly.

"But it's only for tonight. But since it's decided, I'll make you something delicious."

Yuko and Himuro walked back side by side. Because of the pervert on the bus, having Himuro accompany her through the dimly lit area made her feel safe.

There was a three-story building on the outskirts of the area, and Yuko lived on the third floor of this apartment building, in a two-bedroom apartment for rent.

"Himuro-kun, I'm going to change. Wait here for a moment."

Yuko went into the inner room, took off her dress and hung it up, then her petticoat. Her panties and stockings had already been pulled down halfway by the pervert.

As she was about to change her panties and stockings, Yuko noticed Himuro peeking.

Hey! Himuro-kun, it's impolite to peek at a woman changing clothes.

Yuko quickly put her panties back on.

Afraid that Himuro would see, Yuko only took off her stockings and put on a shirt and miniskirt.

"Himuro-kun, go take a shower first. I'll make something really delicious."

"Okay. Teacher, you look best in your miniskirt, your thighs are especially beautiful."

Himuro said and rushed into the bathroom.

Yuko tied on her apron. She wanted to cook home-style meals for Himuro, who didn't have a mother: grilled hamburgers, fried chicken, and pudding.

"Wow! That's great, all my favorites!"

Himuro exclaimed excitedly as he came out of the bathroom, then helped carry the food and utensils to the table.

As Yuko poured the oil from frying back into the container, she sensed something unusual behind her, as if someone was peeping at her under her miniskirt. But she was dealing with the hot oil and couldn't turn around. When she turned around after pouring out the oil, Himuro was standing up.

"Teacher, I dropped my chopsticks."

Himuro gave a childish smile.

Was she just imagining things? But Yuko definitely felt a strong gaze penetrating her miniskirt. If it was Himuro peeping, it must also be a longing for his mother. Yuko told herself: because she encountered a pervert on the bus, her senses were particularly sensitive.

"Teacher, it's so delicious, just like what my mom made for me when she came back."

Seeing Himuro's happy expression and his obvious appetite, Yuko felt very satisfied.

"Himuro-kun, are you reading books on the computer now?"

"I've already finished reading them, now I'm reading other books."

"What book is it?"

Yuko asked.

This private conversation was the perfect opportunity to get to know Himuro better.

Himuro didn't answer immediately, busy eating his hamburger and fried shrimp.

"I want to know what book you're reading?"

Yuko asked casually.

"Teacher, it's about female physiology."

Himuro finished speaking, then gave her a thoughtful, mature look, gazing at Yuko's bulging breasts before moving to her legs peeking out from her miniskirt.

"Teacher is beautiful and has a great body. From a female physiology perspective, I'm very interested."

"You... what did you say? Himuro-kun..."

Yuko wondered if she had misheard and couldn't help but ask.

But by then, Himuro had already reverted to his innocent gaze.

"Teacher, the fried shrimp is delicious. Are the fish I catch fried too?"

Seeing Himuro eating his hamburger with gusto, Yuko thought he was still an innocent boy.

After finishing their meal, Himuro helped clean up.

"If only Teacher were my mother."

Himuro said this several times, and each time Yuko didn't know how to respond. However, it was clear that Himuro lacked a mother figure, and he also seemed very happy to be with Yuko.

"Ah, it's already so late, hurry up and finish your homework. I'll take a shower while you do your homework."

"I want to shower with you too."

"Didn't you already shower? You can't skip your homework."

Yuko said and went into the bathroom.

Himuro seemed helpless and had no choice but to take out his books and start doing his homework.

Yuko took off her top and miniskirt, stuffed her bra and panties into the laundry basket, and went into the bathroom.

The hot water made her feel very comfortable. Lying in the water, her beautiful, full breasts swayed in the water, and her snow-white skin was full of elasticity. She had been very busy lately and hadn't had time to do aerobics, but Yuko's body had no excess fat.

Yuko washed her body very carefully, especially her buttocks and thighs that had been touched by the pervert on the bus. She had never encountered such a bold pervert before, and she hated him. Just thinking about it made her angry.

When she started washing her hair, Yuko felt someone moving in the changing room outside.

"Is that Himuro-kun... are you there?"

No one answered. Was it just her imagination? Yuko still felt like someone was watching her naked body.

She peeked into the laundry room but saw no one, yet immediately felt the piercing gaze again. Not only that, the pajamas she'd brought and left in the dressing room were gone. Her panties were wrapped in the pajamas, so she had no choice but to drape a towel over her naked body and walk back to her room.

She saw the pajamas on the chair at the vanity.

She'd forgotten to bring them; tonight was really strange.

Yuko gave a wry smile. Himuro was doing his homework.

"Teacher, I'm almost finished. I'll give you a glass of juice when I'm done,"

Himuro said, closing one eye to look at Yuko.

Just as Yuko reached for the pajamas, the phone rang.

"Hello, this is…"

"Hehehe, is this Yuko? You're not only beautiful, but your body is gorgeous too. It's a shame you're a school teacher."

She heard a deep male voice. This was a flirtatious call. Normally, she would have hung up immediately, but hearing the next sentence, Yuko didn't act.

"You actually appeared naked in front of your students, wearing only a towel. The way you looked right after showering was unbearable, hehe..."

The man's words seemed to come from somewhere. How did he know she was only wearing a towel?

And this man also knew that Yuko had a lover she'd sworn to have, who was currently studying at a university in America, planning to return in a year.

"With such a voluptuous body, being away from your lover for a year, your body wouldn't be able to handle it."

"Who are you... how do you know such things?"

"Missing men, huh? How about I make love to you? Hehe, I can feed you at least dozens of times."

"Who are you?"

Yuko yelled into the phone.

In her panic, Yuko didn't notice that Himuro's eyes were fixed on her breasts, almost exposed from under the towel, and her bare thighs. Her nipples and the pubic hair were almost visible through the towel, her wet hair gleaming with a sexy sheen.

"Teacher, what kind of position do you like? Do you like being penetrated from behind like a wild mouse?"

The man continued to utter lewd words.

"You asked me to insert it into your flesh hole from behind with that sweet voice, hehe..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Yuko slammed down the phone.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

Himuro handed her a glass of juice, asking as if he was very worried.

"Himuro-kun, don't worry. Thank you for the juice."

Yuko drank the juice in one gulp. Perhaps because of the pervert she encountered on the bus, and the harassing phone call, the series of unpleasant experiences made her feel annoyed, and she felt dizzy, almost dropping the glass in her hand.

Then she felt very tired, her strength disappeared, and she felt sleepy, not even having the strength to put on her pajamas.

"Himuro-kun... Teacher is going to sleep..."

"Can I sleep with Teacher?"

"Don't say things like a baby..."

She then fell onto the bed.

Could someone have drugged her? ...The strange feeling quickly disappeared.

Himuro smiled triumphantly at Yuko's expression, then turned Yuko's body so that she was lying on her back, and reached for the towel rolled up around her body.

"Himuro-kun... what are you doing?..."

"I want to see the teacher's naked body. I want to check why the teacher's body is like this?"

"Himuro-kun, you can't talk nonsense

. Such a joke is too..." Yuko tried to move her body, but her hands were numb and she couldn't move them. Her consciousness was hazy, and even her voice was weak .

Himuro slowly pulled the bath towel off Yuko's body, pulling it open like peeling open a fish's belly, revealing her naked body.

"Ah... no..."

Yuko couldn't help but scream, but she still couldn't believe what she was seeing. She couldn't believe what her student had done.

"Ashikawa-sensei's body is so beautiful."

Himuro squinted as if he had seen something dazzling.

Yuko's snow-white skin, which had just been bathed, had a slightly pinkish glow. After lying down, her breasts still maintained their beautiful shape, her smooth nipples and her curvaceous waist, and the sexy pubic hair with its dark sheen formed a strong contrast with her white skin.

Himuro smiled happily and looked down at Yuko's naked body. A terrifying gaze, like the eyes of a dead fish, lingered over Yuko, making her all the more frightening because of her innocent appearance.

"I'm going to start examining your body now."

Himuro took a thick book from his bag and placed it next to Yuko; it was a book on female physiology.

"Ah, Himuro-kun, what are you going to do?"

"As I said before, I'm reading about female physiology. Just reading isn't interesting, so I'll use your body as a reference."

"This..."

Yuko couldn't believe Himuro's words. It was hard to believe that a boy like him would be interested in a woman's body.

Was it an Oedipus complex? But Yuko was too incapable of thinking deeply at the moment.

"Don't do this, I won't allow it."

"It's fine if you don't allow it, but I've already put a drug in your juice, so you can't move..."

"Himuro-kun! You..."

He really did drug her! She really couldn't move her limbs, and there was nothing he could do to stop her at this point, which increased Yuko's fear.

Himuro read for a while, then nodded and said, "Your nipples are small and beautiful, is that because no man has ever touched them?"

Then he reached out and stroked Yuko's breasts, which bounced as he rubbed them.

“Teacher’s breasts are so soft.”

“Ah… let go… ah…”

“The book says it feels good like this, is it good, teacher?”

Himuro stroked Yuko’s breasts with both hands, and even lowered his head to put her nipple in his mouth.

“Ah…”

Yuko couldn’t help but moan.

Her limbs were completely numb and she couldn’t move, but her nipples were very sensitive to Himuro’s lips. Himuro was like a baby suckling its mother’s milk, making Yuko feel a strong itching sensation.

“Himuro-kun, you can’t do this…”

Yuko’s lover had been in America for half a year, and Yuko had been lonely during this time. Although she was a teenager, Himuro’s lips reminded her of making love with her lover, which made her feel scared.

“Teacher, the book says that nipples get hard when it feels good, and it’s true.”

Not only that, he talked about how sexy women are, and stroked Yuko’s neck and waist with his hands. Himuro’s hands gradually moved down and touched the dark pubic hair.

“You can’t do this!”

Yuko screamed as if she was on fire.

"Teacher, the book says it will get wet, what does that mean?"

"You don't need to know that kind of thing! Stop...!"

"If you won't tell me, I'll just spread my legs and find out."

Himuro stroked his pubic hair with his fingers, a happy smile on his face. Yuko's face flushed with anger at the thought of her legs being spread apart.

"Don't talk nonsense... You can't do that kind of thing. Himuro-kun, you have to listen to your teacher."

"But I want to see. I wonder what your inner thighs look like?"

Himuro ran his fingers through Yuko's pubic hair, revealing a small mound beneath, and a fleshy slit.

This seemed to pique Himuro's interest; after a moment's gaze, he grabbed Yuko's foot.

"Don't do this..."

Even her lover hadn't let her see this in such a bright place. But she couldn't exert any force; all she felt was her legs being spread apart simultaneously.

"No... no..."

Screaming was useless; Yuko's legs were pulled open to a straight line. As a woman, having her most private parts exposed to her student was more of a source of fear than shame. Without even looking, it was clear where Himuro's eyes were fixed; the most mysterious, tender flesh felt a burning heat from his gaze.

"So this is what Ashikawa-sensei's body is like, I'm so excited."

"No... Himuro-kun, you can't look, you can't look at sensei..."

Yuko screamed desperately, but Himuro didn't stop. Instead, he squatted between Yuko's parted legs.

"I want to show sensei a closer look. I'm very satisfied with sensei's body."

He said, using his fingers to pull the two pieces of flesh apart.

"Ouch!"

Another scream escaped Yuko's lips.

Yuko was almost driven mad by the excessive humiliation she was subjected to. Although drugs had restricted her limbs, her trembling body showed just how intense the humiliation was.

"Ah...no more...please spare sensei..."

Yuko couldn't help but sob.

Even though the other party was a boy, being toyed with was no different.

"Quick...don't do this..."

Although Yuko kept pleading, Himuro brought his face so close that it almost touched her vulva, still murmuring to himself in a trance, "Amazing...so wonderful..."

The exposed flesh of Yuko was fresh and fleshy, and its structure could be described as very beautiful, almost like that of a virgin.

It is common to see children like to disassemble clocks or pluck the wings of insects, and Himuro was doing the same thing now.

Having obtained a toy named Yuko, he forgot everything else and played with it with his fingers.

After touching it like this for a while, Himuro looked at a book on female physiology and then compared it with Yuko's body.

"This is the hole for peeing, Teacher's pee comes out from here, right?"

Completely revealing his curiosity, Himuro looked and used his fingers to confirm the existence of that location.

"This is the clitoris...Teacher, is this it?"

"No...ah...ouch!"

"Strange. Teacher, it hasn't come out yet!"

Himuro pressed his fingers on the tip of the clitoris, peeled back the foreskin, and revealed a small pink bud.

“This is the sexiest spot, isn’t it? This is also Teacher’s erogenous zone, isn’t it?”

Himuro rubbed his fingertips against the exposed flesh, and Yuko immediately let out a scream.

“Ouch…uh…”

Yuko’s lower body trembled, followed by spasms.

Because the scream was so loud, Himuro was startled and released his grip, but immediately laughed again.

“Hahaha…Teacher, is it really that sensitive?”

Seemingly interested in Yuko’s intense reaction, Himuro played with her clitoris again.

“Ah…not there! No! Ah…”

“This is so fun, it seems to be the switch that makes Teacher cry.”

“No…uh…uh…”

Yuko squeezed out a groan from her throat, never dreaming she would be humiliated by her own student. An electric current ran through her body, the itching sensation growing stronger and stronger. Even with a hundred reasons not to, her clitoris, being touched, began to swell and become engorged.

“Ah…”

Although the boy’s technique was clumsy, the most sensitive spot being played with was something a mature twenty-five-year-old body could not withstand. She wanted to grab his fingers, but her body involuntarily moved towards Himuro’s fingers.

The increasingly intense itching sensation generated heat, causing her body to begin to melt internally.

"That...no..."

Yuko felt embarrassed, being toyed with by her own student, but she couldn't believe her body was reacting this way.

"Oh! Something like soup is coming out."

Himuro also noticed the honey-like fluid seeping from Yuko's vulva.

The embarrassment and the fear of being seen by her student made Yuko let out even sharper sobs.

Himuro quickly turned his head to look at his book.

"Here...the heightened physiological phenomenon of female sexual arousal is the repeated contraction and relaxation of the vulva, secreting Bartholin's gland fluid..."

"Don't...look at that stuff..."

"Teacher, this fluid is to help with lubrication during intercourse, right?"

"Ah..."

The intense humiliation almost made Yuko faint, and she couldn't help but moan. Her body couldn't move, but instead, she concentrated on one point.

"Teacher, it's about to overflow, and it's wriggling."

"Don't say that!"

"That's right, that's the vagina..."

Himuro's fingers entered the fleshy hole, reaching the deepest part, and then he used two fingers.

“…No…pull your finger out quickly.”

“Teacher, it’s so hot and narrow here.”

Himuro moved his inserted finger around in the wet, hot flesh.

“Is this where you insert your little penis? How many times has this been through me?”

He looked at it again.

“Babies also crawl out of this hole. I can’t believe they can be born from such a small hole.”

“Please…don’t bully me, have mercy on me…”

“No, there are still many things I want to know.”

“This…”

Yuko was terrified, not knowing what kind of humiliation this boy would inflict upon her.

“This time, we’ll see what an orgasm is.”

Himuro said, looking at the book.

Just how much did Himuro know about what the book said?

When Yuko saw what Himuro took out of his purse, her fear reached its peak. He was holding a dildo that imitated a man’s genitals. Yuko had never used such a thing before, but at least she knew what it was for.

“Teacher, use this to make you climax!”

Himuro held the dildo in front of Yuko. When he pressed the switch, it made an electric buzzing sound, and the head and body of the dildo began to twist.

“You can’t use that thing…you absolutely can’t do anything reckless.”

Yuko’s voice was almost a sob. Before seeing the dildo, she had thought the boy was just driven by curiosity, but now her fear had reached its peak. What would happen to her body if she used that terrifying tool…? “Spare me…no…no…”

Ignoring Yuko’s pleas, the tip of the dildo began to assault the center of Yuko’s body.

“Ouch…”

Yuko cried out.

“Teacher, it would be strange if you hated it. The book says that women are happy.”

“No…”

“Teacher, I’m going to put it in.”

The dildo slowly entered her vagina, and Yuko screamed from her throat. The fear of a foreign object entering her body made Yuko’s blood rush backward, almost bursting from her pores. But in the moist and hot vagina, Yuko could feel the vaginal walls wrapping around the dildo.

“Ugh…ugh…”

Yuko gritted her teeth, her buttocks spasming.

“So powerful, it’s going in deeper and deeper. Teacher, does this feel good?”

“Ugh…”

Yuko couldn’t answer, and even breathing became difficult.

The tip of the dildo touched her cervix, and the lewd trembling and twisting made Yuko feel suffocated—a sensation she had never experienced before. Her senses were overwhelmed, as if a fire was burning within her. Yuko was quickly overwhelmed by the chaotic waves, her breathing becoming increasingly difficult.

"Ah…uh…ah…have mercy…"

Yuko cried, groaned, and screamed.

In the blazing flames of sensuality, her vision went blank, and she felt nothing at all.

She didn't know how much time had passed before she woke up to the sound of the alarm clock. The morning sun streamed into the room through the gap in the curtains.

Yuko was covered in sweat. Suddenly remembering the events of the previous night, she sat up with a scream. Her previously immobile hand was now fully mobile; her naked body was covered by a towel. Beside her, Himuro slept soundly with a childlike expression, as if nothing had happened.

Was it a dream…was last night a nightmare? She couldn't understand.

Yuko looked around, then checked Himuro's bag, but there was no book on female physiology, nor the ugly dildo. ...It was just a dream...Yuko sighed. Himuro, with his innocent sleeping posture, couldn't possibly have done such a terrible thing. But remembering it was a horrible dream, she couldn't believe her body would be wet from something in a dream. Was it the pervert on the bus and the harassing phone calls that had confused Yuko's mind and made her mentally unstable? But what was this feeling of lethargy in her lower body? With these questions lingering in her mind, Yuko went into the bathroom to shower.

It was a nightmare...Yuko shook her wet black hair violently, as if trying to shake off the nightmare.

Yuko made a series of harsh sounds as she began to wash herself. When the soap touched her nipples or inner thighs, an intense itching sensation immediately arose, and her body began to burn, the sensitivity almost unbelievable to herself.

Why was she so lewd? ...Becoming like this...Yuko shook her head violently again.

Perhaps it was a horrible dream, but the languid weariness lingered.

She left the bathroom, put on new underwear, and chose tight-fitting clothes to invigorate herself. A dark blue suit with a short skirt, she fixed her hair and reapplied her makeup.

"Himuro-kun, wake up, or you'll be late." Yuko

shook Himuro awake.

"I'm still sleepy."

Himuro rubbed his eyes, then quickly sat up when he saw it was Yuko.

"Teacher...why are you here?..."

After babbling incoherently for a while, he let out an excited cry and hugged Yuko like a child to his mother.

"I remember now, I'm staying in Teacher's room, with Ashikawa-sensei."

Seeing Himuro's innocent and pure nature, Yuko felt even more that last night's events were a dream, and at the same time, she felt it was wrong of her to doubt her student.

"Go wash your face, breakfast is coming soon."

Yuko said gently to Himuro.

After eating breakfast of toast and ham and eggs, the two went to school together. Himuro clung to Yuko's arm affectionately.

As Yuko walked towards the bus stop, her steps were unnatural. The fatigue in her lower body hadn't completely subsided, and walking caused an itchy sensation. Although she was wearing a bra, her breasts felt particularly heavy. Yuko involuntarily stopped, wanting to squat down.

"Teacher, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's alright, I'm fine."

Yuko tried to maintain a calm expression.

The bus arrived, and of course, it was crowded at this time.

"Himuro-kun, hold on tight to Teacher."

The two boarded the bus. Himuro tried to stand steadily with his small body, but he couldn't, so he could only hug Yuko tightly.

Ah...ah...

Feeling Himuro's hands on her body, the itching in Yuko's lower body intensified, her buttocks trembled, and Yuko's body seemed even more sensitive than before.

She couldn't push away the boy who was desperately hugging her.

Ah, what's wrong with me...

Yuko bit her lower lip and looked at the scenery outside the bus window, trying to distract herself, otherwise her mind would focus on her inner thighs.

As Yuko glanced back at the bus, she saw a young man and immediately tensed up. It was the pervert who had groped her on the bus yesterday. He smiled and walked towards her.

Ah…it’s that man…what should I do? …

Yuko felt embarrassed. If her itchy body were touched like yesterday…Yuko was so nervous that she didn’t even notice Himuro’s hand was already on her buttocks.

Clearly, the young man had Yuko as his target, his eyes like hunting prey, trying to get closer through the crowded people.

No! Don’t!

Yuko tried to escape, but she couldn’t move because of the crowd, and the pervert couldn’t get close to her either. When

Yuko got off the bus at the bus stop in front of the school, holding Himuro’s hand, the man looked at her with regret, as if he had lost a treasure.

After class started, Yuko couldn’t concentrate. The fatigue and itchiness in her lower body became more and more intense, and she had to press her thighs with her hand through her skirt.

Why…is this happening? …Yuko was angry at the state of her body.

While using the restroom, she couldn't resist touching her inner thighs with her hand. The intense pleasure made her body tremble, and her vulva overflowed with honey-like fluid. She could hardly believe how hot it was, and she wanted to start masturbating.

No… that would be even more painful… Yuko warned herself while biting her lip.

But Yuko couldn't stop herself. Her fingers began to caress her vulva, and her other hand unconsciously kneaded her breasts.

"Ah…"

Yuko exhaled hot breaths, and at the same time, she began to think of her lover far away in America.

Just then, she heard a sound outside the wall, and Yuko stopped her hand movement in shock.

Who was it?

She heard the sound again; there was definitely someone there.

She noticed a small hole in the wall, and at the same time, she saw eyes outside the hole. Yuko was so frightened that she almost stopped breathing.

Someone was peeping at her, and Yuko was squatting on the toilet with her knees spread apart.

"Ah! Who is it!"

Yuko was so focused on squeezing her legs together that she forgot to put on her panties before standing up and pulling down her skirt.

She sensed that the person outside had run away and hurriedly looked out through the small hole, but she could no longer see anyone.

The thought that not only her urination but also her lewd masturbation had been seen made Yuko almost faint.

How awful…

Yuko put her panties back on, tears streaming down her face. The itching in her genitals made her feel even more miserable.

Thankfully, it was Saturday, and she didn't have to go to school in the afternoon.

The bell rang, and the students began to leave. Yuko stood by the classroom window, looking out like a completely exhausted person. When she regained her senses, there were no students left on campus.

“Ashikawa-sensei.”

Turning around, she saw Himuro standing there.

“Himuro-kun, you haven't left yet? Hurry up and go home.”

“Yes… but…”

Himuro seemed to have something to say to Yuko.

“Is something wrong?”

“Teacher doesn't seem very energetic today, I'm worried…”

“You're worried about your teacher… thank you. You're very considerate, but it's nothing, don't worry.”

Yuko smiled and said, thinking Himuro was a kind and gentle child.

“Let's leave school together.”

“Yes… I'll go get your purse, teacher.”

Himuro quickly retrieved Yuko's purse from the staff room.

"Teacher, there's this on my desk."

Himuro handed Yuko a note along with her purse.

It read... "Please come to the gym immediately.

" "It's unsigned. Who could it be?... I need to go to the gym. You can go back now."

"I want to go too. I'm worried."

Himuro followed Yuko.

The gym was behind the school building, newly built. The first floor was an indoor swimming pool, and the second floor was an indoor sports field, scheduled to open next month. School had ended, and there was no one inside. Yuko went up to the second floor and asked, "Is anyone there?"

But no one answered.

Himuro looked around, then tugged at Yuko's hand, as if to tell her something. When Yuko turned around, a young man appeared at the door.

"Ah, you are..."

Yuko's beautiful face contorted in panic. The pervert who had tried to harass her that morning stood at the door, holding a glowing dagger.

“Teacher Ashikawa Yuko, you’ve been tricked. Hehehe, today I’m going to have a real fight with you.”

The man chuckled in a deep voice. “Teacher, do you understand now? Now you’re going to be raped by me right here.”

Yuko gripped Himuro’s hand and backed away.

The gymnasium had soundproofing; even if she screamed, no one outside would hear. Besides, it wasn’t officially in use yet; all the doors except the one blocked by the man were locked, which increased Yuko’s fear.

“Himuro-kun, listen carefully, that man wants to harm you, so you have to go get help.”

Yuko whispered to Himuro as she backed away.

“Teacher, lure that man over, and you have to run away while you’re doing this.”

“Yes, I will do as you say, Teacher.”

Himuro seemed to understand the seriousness of the situation, his expression turning serious.

“Himuro-kun, go get help as soon as possible, otherwise Teacher will…”

Yuko repeated.

She had no confidence in escaping; she could only try to buy as much time as possible before Himuro called for help. Her legs trembled, and her body, clad in high heels, almost collapsed.

“That should be enough, hehehe.”

The man slowly approached, brandishing a dagger.

"Ah! Himuro-kun! Please!"

Yuko cried, turning right while Himuro fled to the left, trying to get as far apart as possible.

"Hehehe, Ashikawa-sensei, you can't escape."

The man ignored Himuro, continuing to press towards Yuko.

Yuko saw Himuro seize the opportunity to rush out the door behind the man. The man, whether he saw her or not, grinned lewdly and pressed closer.

Yuko desperately tried to escape, but he wouldn't let her near the door, forcing her to run inside.

"No! Don't come any closer!"

Yuko screamed, dodging.

"Help... Someone help me..."

Knowing there was soundproofing, Yuko couldn't help but scream.

Knowing the door was locked, she still frantically turned the handle.

"Hehehe, you think you can escape? I'll take good care of you."

"No...don't force me...help!"

"I was planning to do you after getting off the bus yesterday, but that kid messed things up. Today, you won't escape."

The man chuckled, licking his lips without a hint of impatience, as if he were quite experienced in this kind of thing.

"Teacher, accept your fate. I told you on the phone, I'd put it in from behind."

"..."

Yuko was speechless. It turned out the same man had called... Yuko's beautiful face showed fear and despair. There was a wall behind her; she was finally cornered with no way out.

"Teacher, the game of hide-and-seek is over."

The man pressed a dagger against Yuko's neck.

"Help..."

Her voice was hoarse and trembling.

"Hehehe, I love raping women who are terrified."

The man used the dagger to keep Yuko still, then slowly pulled down his zipper.

“I’m going to put it in from behind, so lie down here.”

“Please spare me…”

“No, first I’ll just thrust it in hard. Hehehe… then I’ll enjoy it slowly.”

“Ah…”

Yuko’s lips trembled.

Himuro’s people hadn’t arrived yet, and if things continued like this, she would be raped by this man. She needed to buy time no matter what.

The man pulled his penis out of his pants. Yuko gasped when she saw its size, fear making her quickly turn her gaze away.

“Hurry up! Get on all fours.”

“Wait… wait a minute… I’ll listen to you… but don’t do it too suddenly.”

Yuko pleaded desperately, and the man sneered before striking Yuko’s wrist with a dagger.

“I can’t wait, I absolutely have to put it in right away, hehehe.”

“That’s too much… a woman’s body isn’t like that… please, I’ll listen to you.”

“Since you’re going to be raped, does the teacher want to have some fun too?”

“Yes… yes.”

Yuko had to say this to buy time. She kept telling herself that this way she could wait for Himuro to call someone to rescue her.

The man feigned consideration, then lewdly said, "Well then, let's have some fun first, and then I'll put it in, hehehe..."

He pulled Yuko under the iron bar, tied her hands together in front of her, and pulled hard on the high iron bar with the excess rope, forcing Yuko to stand on her tiptoes with her hands raised.

"Ah... why are you binding me? Spare me..."

"If you keep nagging, I'll put it in right now."

"Then..."

Yuko could only grit her teeth and endure it; being bound and losing her freedom increased her fear.

"Now let's continue doing what we did on the bus, hehehe..."

"..."

"You promised to be enjoyable, so if you show any signs of discomfort, I'll put it in from behind."

The man came up behind Yuko and pressed himself tightly against her body, slowly stroking her buttocks through her skirt, his other hand on her lower abdomen.

"Ah... ah..."

Yuko couldn't help but moan; the itching sensation that had disappeared after the stroking returned.

“Teacher, your voice is so sexy, hehehe… You have a great body.”

“Ah… Ah… No…”

The man’s hands touched her buttocks and lower abdomen, immediately feeling a burning heat, which intensified the itching sensation.

The man’s fingers slid along the lines of her panties, resuming what had happened on the bus.

The man’s hands went inside her skirt, pulling down the elastic bands of her panties and stockings from behind.

“That’s all for now on the bus. Hehehe, what follows is what we’re going to do this morning.”

“…”

Yuko bit her lip and shook her head weakly, as if she would make a shameful moan if she opened her mouth.

Himuro… Come… Come save me… Ah… Yuko kept calling out in her heart.

“Beautiful teacher, it’s time to start taking them off.”

The man deliberately told Yuko to pull down her stockings first.

“Ah… No!”

“You can’t make that sound. How can you make that sound on the bus! Hehehe…”

He pulled down her stockings from her feet. This time, he pulled down her panties with both hands inside her skirt, deliberately pulling the elastic bands two or three times to increase Yuko’s fear, and then slowly pulled them down.

"Ah...no...please don't do this..."

Yuko shook her head and buttocks desperately.

Her panties reached her thighs from the top of her buttocks, the intense shame causing Yuko to faint, but the man didn't let up.

"How is it? Teacher, how does it feel to have your panties removed like this, hehehe, your vulva is already itching, isn't it?"

the man said, looking inside.

"Oh, these panties are already soaking wet."

"Ah...don't say that..."

"Waaah..."

Yuko cried.

The man pulled the panties off Yuko's feet, deliberately turning them over, a special feminine scent emanating from them.

"Look at this, your pussy is already impatient. Hehehe..."

"Ah...I can't look at that kind of thing!"

"You don't want me to see your panties, do you want me to see your vulva?"

"No! No!"

Yuko shook her head frantically.

The man laughed. He then came behind Yuko like on a bus, stroking her buttocks and lower abdomen through her skirt.

"Hehehe, it feels pretty good not wearing panties, right? Now I'll tell you how good it is."

The man's hand reached under her skirt, and Yuko's body trembled.

"Ah... touch my breasts first."

Yuko cried, trying to divert the man's attention from her lower body.

Himuro... what are you doing... come save me...

who knows how long this buying time will last, it's only a matter of time before the man's interest shifts to her lower body.

"Oh, you still want to touch my breasts, what a greedy teacher."

The man used a dagger to cut off the buttons of his shirt and pulled it open to the left and right, then suddenly pulled on her breasts, the beautiful, full breasts swaying with weight.

"Hmm, no wonder you asked. Your breasts are really nice, they seem sensitive."

The man grabbed and kneaded them forcefully, even pinching her nipples with his fingertips.

"Ah... ah..."

Yuko's nipples immediately hardened, and she began to feel itchy, her back trembled, the itching of her nipples causing numbness in her lower body.

And what she had been holding back since morning was about to break down. She was desperately trying to endure it, her vagina burning with heat, and she couldn't help but writhe her hips.

"Spare me..."

Yuko gritted her teeth and endured.

The man's other hand slid under her skirt.

"No... ah... no..."

"Stop pretending, I know you're already soaking wet. Hehehe, the body tells the truth."

The man's hand slowly moved from her buttocks, thighs to the groin.

"Ah... no..."

Yuko's buttocks twisted violently, and she arched her back.

"Ouch... no..."

Ignoring Yuko's frantic cries, the man's fingers entered her vagina. It was indeed hot inside, and the wet, tender flesh wrapped around his fingers.

"No... ah..."

The screams were muffled by the rapidly writhing fingers, and she tried to squeeze her thighs together to resist the man's hand, but that strength vanished immediately.

"You're ready to use now, aren't you? You can't wait for a man's big thing to go in right away, can you?"

Yuko sobbed, panting heavily, before the man withdrew his hand, then held the dagger to Yuko's neck and began to cut her clothes.

Not long after, Yuko was completely naked.

"Your body is really nice; it's a waste to have someone like that as a teacher."

The man's eyes widened as he scanned her naked body.

"I want to touch you deeply. Spread your legs."

"Ah...no..."

Yuko cried, shaking her black hair and twisting her hips, but she seemed weak and powerless.

"Really, you don't even have the strength to spread your legs?"

The man slapped Yuko's plump thighs and took out a rope to tie around her ankles.

"Hehehe, teacher, I'll make you spread them wide."

"Spare me...no...help me..."

Yuko cried, twisting her naked body.

Himuro...why isn't he back...if this continues...

fear and despair plunged her into darkness. The man smiled and slowly pulled the rope binding her ankles.

Yuko's naked body was suspended from an iron bar, the rope binding her hands in the center of the bar, her legs, spread apart, tied to the two ends of the bar.

Yuko's head drooped, her naked body floating in the air, completely exposing her genitals.

"It looks beautiful with everything exposed. Ashikawa-sensei, I see everything."

The man touched Yuko's buttocks and thighs while grinning as he looked at her fully spread thighs.

"Don't look...don't do this...don't..."

Yuko shook her black hair and cried, but this couldn't stop the man's fondling.

"Hehehe, a very beautiful vulva. I've played with many women, but this is the first time I've seen one so beautiful."

"No...no!"

"I'm about to be raped, and this is the first time I've seen such a wet vulva."

The man parted her labia with his fingers, laughing.

"Hehehe, it seems like it's wriggling, eager for a man to penetrate it immediately."

"Ah..."

"Sensei, you said you wanted something big to be inserted, so I'll insert it right now."

"No..."

Yuko's eyes widened, her whole body trembling. Himuro went to call for help, but it was too late. Thinking of being raped by this man, Yuko cried out.

"No... Help!"

But the man didn't immediately rape Yuko.

"I almost forgot to take a commemorative photo. It would be a shame not to record this rare scene of a teacher being raped."

Hidden somewhere, the man brought a video camera and tripod, aiming it at Yuko's genitals.

Yuko was even more terrified; it wasn't just rape, it was being filmed. This man was truly terrifying.

"Ugh... No..."

"Hehehe, saying 'no' while all wet? Teacher, try to cry in a beautiful voice in front of the camera."

"No... Don't use the video camera..."

"That's right. Teacher, just cry like this."

The man turned on the video camera. A beautiful crying face, swaying full breasts, and a close-up of her wet vulva, her labia writhing with her cries, all of this fueled the man's lust.

Then he switched to automatic recording.

"Hehehe, beautiful teacher, say 'put it in me' now."

He grabbed Yuko's hair and made her face the camera.

“No…please spare me…”

Yuko’s tearful eyes saw a blurry figure beside the video camera. Besides this man, there were others… When she realized it was Himuro, who had gone to seek help, Yuko screamed hysterically, “Ah! Himuro…come save me…save my teacher…”

Himuro finally returned, but he was alone.

“Teacher, no one will come to save you.”

Himuro revealed a malicious smile.

“What are you saying? Come save me!”

“I didn’t go anywhere just now, I’ve been watching over you, teacher. Let him insert it quickly, otherwise your vagina will really become rotten, because I applied medicine to your vagina last night.”

Yuko couldn’t immediately understand Himuro’s words, but at this moment Himuro and the man were talking intimately. Himuro called the man “Iwatsu,” and the man called Himuro “Young Master.” “Himuro…you…”

Yuko's lips trembled, unable to speak.

But how could Himuro know such a terrifying person? Why did he seem so friendly? Was he deceived by a man and became an accomplice in raping Yuko?

"Teacher, you're so stupid. It wasn't Iwazu who wanted to play with you, it was me."

Yuko couldn't believe Himuro's words.

"Hehehe, I was just helping you, young master."

He even said that playing the pervert on the bus, the harassing phone call, and luring Yuko to the gymnasium were all Himuro's plans.

"This..."

Yuko still couldn't believe that Himuro would plan such a terrible thing, and even need Iwazu's help.

"Himuro-kun, you need to wake up... do you understand what you're saying?"

"Teacher, I know."

Himuro slowly walked towards Yuko.

"Don't come any closer... don't look at me like this..."

Yuko twisted her suspended naked body and cried out.

"There's even more vaginal fluid than yesterday."

Himuro used his fingers to pull apart the labia, squinting his eyes as he looked. Honey-like fluid kept gushing out and dripping onto the ground.

"No! Himuro...you said it was better than yesterday...better than yesterday..."

"Teacher, I told you. You forgot that yesterday I drugged you so you couldn't move, and I even checked here."

It wasn't a dream; she was really being played with by Himuro, tortured with lewd tools.

"Ah...ah..."

Yuko cried out in agony .

"Hehehe, were you as comfortable as in a dream yesterday, being played with so much by the young master?"

Iwazu mocked from the side.

"Today, I won't use tools; I'll let Iwazu and teacher do 'that.' I want to observe how teacher's body reacts during intercourse."

Himuro said, taking out a book on female physiology.

"No! No..."

"I've already seen teacher masturbating in the toilet; it would be strange if you said no."

"Himuro...you child...ah...help!"

Looking at the crying Yuko, Iwazu pulled down his pants, brandishing his magnificent penis as if to show off.

Himuro looked at the book on female physiology, touching Yuko's vulva as if examining her.

“Iwatsu, you can do it now.”

“Yes. Young master, watch carefully. I’ll teach you how to do a woman. She may not want to now, but please watch what she will become in the end.”

“Hmm, I will watch. Then do it with the spirit of making her give birth.”

Himuro seemed very happy, which made him even more terrifying because of his childish face.

“No…no!”

Yuko cried, making futile struggles to escape the man. Thinking of being raped by Iwatsu, and with Himuro watching, she almost cried her throat out.

“Teacher, I’ve kept you waiting. As long as the young master says start, I’ll put it in you, hehehe…”

“No…”

“This is to help the young master learn. You should try to be sexy and let the young master see the structure of a woman’s body clearly. Hehehe, it will make you ejaculate countless times.”

Iwatsu stood in front of Yuko’s suspended body. He was going to rape Yuko standing up so that Himuro could see clearly.

“No…help me…”

Yuko screamed, shaking her head and twisting her buttocks frantically. Iwatsu grabbed her buttocks and leaned forward.

“I said, Ms. Ashikawa Yuko, don’t move around. Just be a good subject for my research on the young master’s female body.”

“Help…”

“I’m going to insert it. Teacher, my thing is big. It might feel tight at first, but it will get better soon.”

Iwatsu looked down at the beautiful woman’s crying face and slowly pressed his thick, hot glans against her soft petals.

“Ah… ugh…”

Yuko’s waist began to spasm violently, and her crying face tilted back.

“Wow! That’s amazing!”

Himuro exclaimed excitedly as he stared down at her.

Humiliating Instruction “Let Yuko get off the train when we reach Atami.”

Iwatsu grabbed her arm and walked toward the ticket gate at the station.

“Please… let me go to the toilet…”

Yuko made a face as if she was about to cry. She had been given an enema by Himuro in the Shinkansen carriage and now had a strong urge to defecate.

“Teacher, you can’t go now. If I let you go to the toilet so soon, then my punishment would be meaningless, wouldn’t it?”

No one passing by would think that Himuro was a terrifying perverted boy who was about to take Yuko to the torture chamber of hell.

"Please... spare me..."

Yuko's legs trembled, and every time she tried to kneel down, Iwatsu would pick her up and carry her forward. Iwatsu just smiled maliciously, without saying a word, but this only made him seem more terrifying.

She didn't know where she was being taken...

After leaving the station, a Mercedes-Benz was parked there.

"Brother Iwatsu, it's been a long time."

"Young Master, we've been waiting for your arrival."

Two men who looked like low-level thugs bowed deeply to Himuro and Iwatsu, then glanced at Yuko.

Ah...

Yuko couldn't help but tense up. Being taken to a place with such thugs as punishment for her escape, she wondered what cruel things they would do to her, and the thought filled Yuko with dread.

Once inside the car, Himuro had Yuko sit in the middle, while he and Iwatsu sat on either side. One of the thugs drove, and the other sat in the passenger seat.

"Young Master, the goods you've gotten are quite impressive."

"She's a teacher from my school. She has a great figure, especially her ass."

Himuro seemed very proud. Yuko's lips trembled slightly, she lowered her head and remained silent, even her knees began to shake.

How could a boy like Himuro speak so intimately to a scoundrel? Yuko couldn't understand it at all.

Himuro deliberately observed Yuko's reaction and continued, "It was boring in the Shinkansen carriage, so I gave the teacher an enema."

"That must have been a pleasant journey, Young Master."

"Yes, the carriage was empty, and when I gave the teacher an enema, she would cry in a very beautiful voice."

Yuko shook her head violently, as if trying to stop Himuro from saying it aloud; intense shame made her sob.

Iwazu grabbed Yuko's hair, pulled her face up, and said, "It's not time to cry yet. You'll definitely cry when you encounter the young master's punishment."

"Yes, to prevent the teacher from having any more thoughts of running away, this time the punishment will be severe."

Himuro laughed gleefully again, making Iwazu help Yuko undress until she was only wearing high heels.

"Ah...no..."

As Yuko pleaded and cried, Iwazu ruthlessly bound her hands behind her back, the ropes digging into her full breasts and flesh.

"Her body is beautiful, isn't it!"

Himuro let two henchmen admire her, simultaneously caressing her breasts and her now hairless mons pubis.

The henchmen's eyes narrowed as if they saw something dazzling.

"No wonder the young master likes her, she's truly remarkable."

"It's a waste to have her as a teacher, she could make a fortune by performing or working as a prostitute. Hehehe..."

The thugs who controlled the Atami red-light district praised Yuko's body without reservation.

Yuko trembled with fear, and the strong urge to defecate amplified her terror. Her fully exposed breasts, stomach, and thighs were glistening with cold sweat.

"It's precisely because the teacher has such a beautiful body that it's so fun to play with her."

"Young master, the torture chamber is ready. Hehehe, if you'd like, we'd be willing to help with the torture."

"Alright, let's all torture the teacher together."

Saying this, he took out a fishing line from his pocket, the end already secured with a loop, and tied it tightly to Yuko's nipple.

"Ugh..."

Yuko groaned, but seemed to have completely resigned herself to her fate, neither speaking nor resisting.

After the other nipple was secured, Iwazu helped spread Yuko's thighs apart.

"Ah...no..."

Knowing what was about to happen, Yuko desperately twisted her buttocks.

"Teacher, please behave yourself. If you resist, we'll do another enema."

"Ah...I can't do that..."

Losing his strength from Yuko's body, Himuro reached down to Yuko's inner thighs and stroked her labia, then pinched her clitoris with his fingers.

"Ah...ah..."

Yuko shook her head desperately, her buttocks trembling violently before stiffening.

Himuro continued to peel back the foreskin of Yuko's clitoris, exposing the clitoral hood, rubbing and pinching it with his fingers.

Yuko's sensitive body immediately caused the clitoral hood to become red and engorged with blood. Then he tied a fishing line to the clitoral hood.

"Ah..."

Yuko's body arched, and Himuro pulled all three lines together.

"Ah..."

Yuko screamed, her naked body, covered in sweat, twisting violently.

"Hehehe, young master's methods for dealing with women are truly ingenious,"

a henchman sitting in the assistant's seat flattered.

Himuro chuckled lewdly, as if indicating that this was merely the beginning, and pulled hard on the fishing line, causing Yuko to scream in agony.

While they continued to toy with her like this, the car stopped in front of what looked like a tavern.

"Teacher, we've arrived, get out of the car."

Himuro pulled Yuko out, dragging her along with three fishing lines. Yuko was like a puppet, entering through the back door, where several young henchmen rushed out to greet her.

"Ah..."

Yuko was terrified. Under the gaze of twenty or thirty thugs, Yuko was naked except for high heels, and was being led around by her, her nipples and clitoris tied to them.

“What a beautiful woman… her body looks delicious.”

“Oh, no hair, it’s a white tiger.”

“Idiot, it’s shaved. The way it’s tied up around the clitoris is really exciting.”

“I want to do it…”

The henchmen kept bowing and scraping to Himuro and Iwatsu, whispering among themselves, admiring Yuko’s beauty and alluring naked body.

Yuko lowered her head, biting her lip to stifle a cry, her body trembling as if from a chill.

Yuko was led into an old warehouse, which contained a leather bed and a wooden horse, as well as a grate rack with chains and ropes hanging from the ceiling, resembling a torture chamber. The shelves were filled with sex toys for torturing women.

“Young master, please use this place! All the tools for torturing women are available.”

The henchmen gave Iwatsu a brief overview of the room. Himuro was very satisfied; he had long wanted to thoroughly torture Yuko in such a place.

“Ah… no… spare me…”

Yuko’s voice was hoarse from crying; she never dreamed she would be brought to such a terrifying room.

Iwazu tied the remaining rope binding Yuko's hands to a chain hanging from the ceiling, pulling the chain to force Yuko to stand on her tiptoes.

The henchmen closed the thick door, turning the windowless warehouse into a silent chamber.

"Young master, no matter how much the woman screams, no one outside can hear her. Torture her without worry."

"Yes, let's begin now."

Himuro stood in front of Yuko, forcefully pulling the fishing line tied to her nipples and clitoris.

"Ah...don't pull..."

"Hehehe, spread your legs, spread them wide enough to see your vulva and anus clearly."

"Ah...I'll spread them, so don't pull anymore..."

Yuko cried, moving her high-heeled feet from side to side.

Two henchmen were in front, and Iwazu squatted down behind to watch.

"Ah...please spare me..."

Yuko pleaded with Himuro, but Iwazu and Himuro exchanged a satisfied smile.

"Teacher, you still can't see my anus clearly."

"This side of the vulva isn't good either, spread it wider."

Himuro pulled the fishing line again.

“Teacher, didn’t you hear? They said they can’t see clearly yet.”

“Ah…”

The pain in her nipples and clitoris made Yuko’s legs continue to move to the sides.

Yuko’s vulva and anus were exposed to the men, and the henchmen immediately tied Yuko’s feet to the iron chains on the ground.

“Her vulva is really nice, both the color and the shape are the best.”

“It’s rare to see a woman with a beautiful face and a beautiful vulva.”

The henchmen looked from the left and right and sighed.

Himuro let the henchmen admire Yuko’s naked body.

“Ah… don’t look… don’t look like that…”

Yuko cried and twisted her naked body, which was tied up like a human, in pain. However, her crying gradually subsided, and her red face began to turn ashen.

“Please… let me go to the toilet…”

“Teacher, you’re useless, you still have to endure it.”

“Ah… but… I can’t hold it in anymore…”

Yuko shook her head. She desperately tried to hold back the urge to defecate, and although she could still tighten her anus, she couldn’t help but twist her buttocks, groaning, and breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Please... let me go to the toilet..."

"You're useless. Try to distract the teacher."

The henchmen were overjoyed.

"Great, we'll help."

"Hehehe, we'll make her so comfortable she forgets about going to the toilet."

Two henchmen reached out from the left and right, pinching and pulling apart Yuko's labia, while simultaneously groping inside and out.

"Ah...no...no..."

Yuko screamed, twisting her buttocks. Already feeling a strong urge to defecate, this manipulation almost made her faint. The henchmen seemed to know a lot about women's erogenous zones.

"This woman's vulva is amazing, hehehe."

They rubbed around her labia, then suddenly inserted their fingers, pressing their fingertips against her clitoris, which was attached to a fishing line.

"Teacher, are you so comfortable now that you've forgotten about needing to poop?"

Himuro also cooperated by pulling the fishing line.

"No more...ah..."

"Teacher, is it comfortable?"

"Ah...uh...please stop me..."

Yuko twisted her body frantically, sweat flying everywhere, a sight that only made the men happier.

“Young master, this woman is sexy, she’s already soaking wet…”

These henchmen were experts on women, and Yuko couldn’t resist. She could feel her sensuality burning hot.

“Ah…”

Yuko could barely speak, only breathing heavily.

Iwatsu said to Himuro behind Yuko, “Young master, it’s all ready.”

In Iwatsu’s hand was a huge glass enema tube filled with vinegar.

“Hehehe. Teacher, let’s do another enema, but this time with only vinegar. It’ll be very interesting.”

“…”

“Teacher, what’s wrong with you? Are you so happy you can’t speak?”

Himuro came up behind Yuko with a grin and took the enema tube from Iwatsu’s hand.

“Ah…no…”

The strong urge to defecate had reached its limit, and if she were to have an enema now, she wouldn’t be able to hold it until she reached the toilet.

“No…no enema…”

At this moment, Yuko had forgotten that the henchmen’s hands were still digging into her vulva.

“Spare me…”

“Teacher, do you really dislike enemas? Would sex be better?”

“This…”

Yuko couldn’t speak. One of the henchmen stood up and happily took off his clothes. His back had a dragon tattoo, and a hideous, enormous penis inlaid with pearls… Yuko wanted to scream but couldn’t make a sound.

“Himuro… save me…”

Yuko desperately pleaded with Himuro.

The henchman was also looking at Himuro, waiting for his next words. In the meantime, the enormous penis swayed incessantly.

“We can do it now, but we can’t insert it yet.”

When Himuro let out a low laugh, the henchman gave a knowing smile; he already knew what Himuro wanted.

“Ouch…”

Yuko screamed, her head thrown back, shaking her head frantically. The henchman began to harass Yuko.

“Teacher, I will love you well, and I want to see how good your vagina is.”

“Ah…no…no…”

“You’re all wet like this, and you still say no, but you’re actually very happy, aren’t you?”

“No…ah…”

“You’re not a virgin. Teacher, don’t move around.”

The henchman aimed his glans at Yuko’s opening and inserted it like a screw.

“Ah…no…”

“Hehehe…cry…cry…”

“Ah…woo…”

Yuko was almost suffocating, her whole body trembling. The thick, huge penis filled her hole, almost making it split open.

“Great…her body is so good…”

Although Yuko was crying, the tender flesh inside her vagina tightly clung to the henchman’s penis.

“I’ve slept with many women in the past, but this teacher is the best.”

The henchman looked at Himuro and praised Yuko’s body without reservation.

“No…no…”

The more she cried and tried to escape, the tighter the flesh inside her vagina would become.

“Hehehe, teacher, cry, that will make your vagina even better.”

“Oh…”

Yuko’s crying grew louder because the henchman’s penis had reached her cervix.

"Young Master, it's all the way in."

The henchman looked pleased, then remained still, waiting for Himuro's instructions.

"Don't move. If you make the teacher feel good right away, it won't be interesting."

From behind, Himuro could clearly see the dark, thick penis deeply inserted into Yuko's vagina; "penetrating" was probably the most appropriate word to describe it.

"Teacher, this view is so beautiful. How does it feel to be raped by a thug?"

"Ugh... have mercy on me."

"It feels so good to swallow it all the way in, so you won't think about pooping! Now we can continue with the enema."

"Ah... no..."

As Yuko cried out, the nozzle of the huge enema tube was already deeply inserted into Yuko's anus.

A large amount of vinegar flowed into Yuko's stomach...

"Ah... it hurts..."

Yuko's beautiful face had turned pale, her whole body shook violently, and her black hair fluttered wildly.

“I can’t take it… I can’t take this enema… Ah… My stomach is going to explode…”

“Teacher, the taste of vinegar must be intense, right? You need to seriously reflect on your escape.”

“Ugh… It’s painful… I can’t take it.”

Yuko twisted her body desperately, as if that would lessen the pain. However, this only made her clench the penis that the henchman had inserted into her vagina.

“Her vagina really tightens up. If it were an ordinary man 　　, he would have been finished long ago. Hey, it’s so wonderful.”

“Is it really that wonderful?”

another henchman asked, who had also taken off his clothes, revealing his beautiful tattoos. “It’s not just wonderful, I’ve never met a woman like this before. I almost surrendered just from the moment it was inserted.” 　　“Is it really that good?… Let me have a taste too. 　　” “How can I let go of something this good? Let me enjoy myself first.” 　　“You can’t have all the benefits to yourself. It’s not possible. Let me take over…” 　　Himuro gave a wry smile. This woman could make even thugs who specialize in dealing with women argue. It was probably because Yuko was too beautiful. 　　Himuro pushed the enema pump lever while making a gesture to Iwatsu. Iwatsu nodded and stood up.

"Stop arguing, and don't try to have her all to yourself. You two can take turns,"

Iwazu said in an authoritative voice, tantamount to an emperor's order.

"I'm sorry, Brother Iwazu, this woman is just too good, so..."

"We dare not argue anymore..."

The two henchmen bowed and scraped desperately.

The henchmen switched places; one left, and the other deeply penetrated Yuko's vagina.

"Ah...it's really wonderful, I didn't expect it to be so tight."

The henchman immediately exclaimed, slowly savoring the pleasure of the beautiful flesh.

"Ugh..."

Yuko was covered in cold sweat, letting out a groan as if she was about to suffocate.

The more vinegar was injected, the stronger the urge to defecate became, and the tighter the henchmen in front could enjoy the contractions.

Seeing the woman crying in pain, still reacting like this even when being tortured, these thugs were surprised. They simply penetrated deeply, without any further movement, and the woman flowed out a lot of vaginal fluid.

"Teacher is so sensitive, is it really this comfortable? Hehe."

This henchman kissed Yuko's neck and shoulders, constantly caressing her breasts. Before receiving Himuro's permission, they could only insert it like this, without being allowed to thrust in or out.

"Hehehe, time to switch hands."

Another person was switched. This happened more than once, with shifts every few minutes.

Himuro cruelly continued pushing the enema tube, the vinegar gurgling inside.

"Ah...uh...help...uh...I'd rather be killed..."

Yuko cried, groaned, and gasped. The henchmen taking turns inserting themselves into Yuko's body, along with the enema tube inserted into her anus and filled with vinegar, resonated through the thin mucous membrane, almost causing Yuko to faint.

Before long, Yuko couldn't even make a sound, and breathing became difficult.

"Iwatsu, that's about enough."

Himuro said, continuing to push the enema tube.

"Young master, anytime is fine."

By this time, Iwatsu had stripped naked, his back and thighs covered in tattoos, his pearl-studded penis forming a peculiar shape. Of course, Yuko had no time to notice this at this point.

"Ugh...it's...it's coming out!"

Only the urge to defecate reached its limit; in Yuko's mind, nothing else mattered. More henchmen were venting their lust on Yuko, making her feelings even more chaotic.

"Ugh...it hurts...I'm going to die..."

"Hehe, teacher, it hurts, doesn't it? But the real punishment is just beginning."

Himuro finished speaking and forcefully pushed the tube, shoving the remaining vinegar into Yuko's anus.

"Ah..."

A scream escaped Yuko's lips as it began to leak out with a "drip, drip" sound. Iwatsu seemed to have been waiting for this moment, pressing his enormous glans against Yuko's anus.

"Ah...no...don't..."

"Teacher, I'm going to plug it up for you. My thing is big; it might hurt a little, but it's definitely a good anal plug."

"Ah..."

Yuko desperately tried to avoid Iwatsu's glans, but with a penis already penetrating her from the front, she couldn't move.

How could this be...it's insane...it's a beast...

her body, just injected with an enema, was being raped by men from both front and back simultaneously; it was the work of a devil.

Yuko's anus was stretched to its limit, almost tearing open. Ignoring her pain, Iwatsu inserted the fleshy anal plug, causing the urge to defecate to flow backward.

"Ugh... Ah... I'm going to die..."

Yuko felt everything go black, sparks of pain erupting from her eyes. The fleshy penis inserted into her anus, rubbing against the thin mucous membrane, made her already fiery body radiate even more sparks.

"Hehehe, teacher, it's completely inside, penetrating from front to back."

Himuro laughed mockingly.

Yuko rolled her eyes, gritted her teeth, and tilted her head back.

"Spare me..."

"Spare you and it won't be a punishment. Teacher, just cry it out."

"Ah... I'd rather be killed."

Yuko shook her black hair frantically.

The henchmen and Iwatsu sandwiched Yuko between them, waiting motionless for Himuro's command.

"I wonder if the teacher prefers the pain or the pleasure?"

Himuro gestured to Iwatsu and the henchmen, signaling them to begin.

“Young Master has agreed. Teacher, I will take good care of you.”

“Hehe, Teacher, hurry up and twist your ass, cry, cry loudly.”

The henchmen and Iwazu slowly thrust into Yuko’s body from both front and back.

“Ah… have mercy on me…”

Yuko tilted her head back, her mouth opening and closing, almost as if foam was about to come out.

The men began to move, which reduced Yuko’s urge to defecate, but the pain of excretion made Yuko groan.

She also felt as if her abdomen was about to explode, but at the same time, she also felt a burning, itchy sensation in her body.

Especially when the two penises rubbed back and forth, they produced a strong numbing sensation.

“Ugh… help me… I’m going to die…”

Yuko cried out. There was a strange pleasure that she herself didn’t understand, and this feeling mixed with the pain, competing with each other in Yuko’s body.

“Cry… Teacher, hurry up and twist your ass!”

Iwazu and the henchmen gradually increased the speed of their movements.

Yuko’s naked body was being ravaged between the two men.

Not only that, the henchmen who were penetrating Yuko’s front also kept taking turns in this situation, which made Yuko even more frantic.

"Ah...ah..."

In the struggle between pain and pleasure, pleasure gradually gained the upper hand, and Yuko was helpless as pleasure swelled within her.

"Hehehe, teacher, it seems pleasure has triumphed over pain."

Himuro laughed, watching Yuko. The two men penetrating Yuko from both ends clearly felt it.

Not only did Yuko's writhing body exude a bewitching aura, but the flesh inside her both orifices tightly gripped and writhed around their penises.

"What an amazing woman, with such a powerful reaction."

"Don't forget, we're helping the young master punish this woman now."

"Big brother, I know that."

Iwatsu and his henchmen attacked Yuko with even more rhythm, trying to force her to orgasm. Suddenly, Iwatsu stopped moving, and only the henchmen in front thrust, or conversely, only Iwatsu was going in and out from behind.

After repeating this several times, Yuko suddenly let out a sharp cry, her naked body convulsing violently.

"Ah...ah..."

Yuko thrust her hips violently between the two men several times, then her front and back orifices contracted simultaneously.

"Teacher, you've finally reached orgasm. But we'll make you climax many more times,"

Himuro said happily, watching Yuko. Not allowing Yuko to relieve herself, he loudly ordered Iwatsu and his henchmen,

"Don't let Teacher rest, make her climax continuously."

"Ugh... I already..."

Without a moment's rest, Yuko continued to be tormented.

"Ah... my body can't take it anymore... no..."

"Hehe, we'll find out if it works by trying."

Iwatsu and his henchmen began thrusting violently from both ends again.

"Ah... no..."

Yuko cried, truly going crazy.

Her already limp body began to spark again. The flesh inside her body began to melt, her mind went blank, and saliva dripped from her slightly open mouth, as if injected with a strong anesthetic.

"Ah... I'm going to die... ah..."

"Teacher, it's so intense, is it really that good?"

"Oh! Ah... good..."

Yuko screamed ecstatically, her hips twisting wildly and actively, the pain of urination now turning into pleasure.

"Ah... I've come again..."

Yuko's eyes rolled back, her legs straightened, convulsing uncontrollably. The intense pleasure made her moan incessantly.

Even so, Himuro wasn't about to let Yuko go, ordering Iwazu and his henchmen to continue attacking her.

Iwazu and his henchmen could endure Yuko's vaginal contractions without ejaculating.

"Teacher, now we're getting to the good part."

"Cry and wiggle your ass!"

He shook the semi-conscious Yuko awake, mercilessly thrusting into her from behind.

"Ah... please... let me rest..."

In this chaotic state, she climaxed countless times, unable to speak, her breathing becoming labored.

Finally, her body convulsed uncontrollably.

"Young Master, this teacher is almost done."

Iwazu said, thrusting in and out of Yuko's anus.

It was only a matter of time before she completely lost consciousness. Hearing his trusted Iwazu say this, Himuro checked his watch.

"Alright. That'll stop here, but we'll give the teacher a final, powerful thrust."

"Yes, Young Master."

Iwazu and his henchmen responded in unison, making their final sprint. As Iwazu and his henchmen thrust into her from both ends, Yuko's naked body bounced, her buttocks trembling incessantly.

Yuko was half-dead, yet her body still reacted; the men were astonished by the extent of her sexual craving.

"Ah...uh..."

Yuko's back straightened, her buttocks trembling, a hoarse moan escaping her throat.

Iwazu and his henchmen sensed this was the final contraction, and with a final thrust, they ejaculated what they had been holding back.

"Ah..."

Yuko felt a fiery impact deep within her body, her body contracting violently once more, then all her strength vanished. Yuko closed her eyes, foam rising from her mouth as she lost consciousness.

When Iwazu withdrew from Yuko's body, a mixture of yellow and white liquid gushed from her anus... She didn't know how long she had been unconscious; a sharp, piercing pain caused her body to tremble before she finally awoke.

Her hands were bound behind her back, and her naked body lay supine on a mattressed bed, legs spread wide and raised high, suspended from the ceiling by iron chains. A cushion sat beneath her, resembling a baby being changed.

Iwatsu and the henchmen were gone from the warehouse; only Himuro remained, standing there grinning.

"Teacher, are you awake? Cheer up!"

Himuro flicked the fishing line, and Yuko groaned, her head tilting back.

Fishing lines were still attached to Yuko's clitoris and nipples. And, connected to the ceiling, each flick of the line caused excruciating pain.

"Spare me… let me go, teacher…"

"Teacher, the punishment isn't over yet."

"Ah… I won't try to escape again… so please don't torture me anymore."

Yuko pleaded, crying.

"Just saying that isn't enough. You need to let my body truly know the consequences, then I won't want to escape anymore."

Himuro pulled the fishing line again, causing Yuko to cry out…

Yuko wasn't released from the warehouse until noon the next day. Iwatsu gave her a bath and had her sit at the vanity to do her makeup.

"Teacher, you're so beautiful,"

Himuro said to Yuko as he entered with his henchmen.

Yuko, now made up, seemed completely different from the torment she'd endured the night before, regaining her elegant beauty. But this didn't quite balance out with her still-naked, mature body. After a series of hellish sexual ordeals, Yuko's nakedness only enhanced her sensuality and womanly allure.

"Teacher, you said you'd do anything?"

Yuko looked at Himuro and nodded gently. "I said..."

He then tied her hands behind her back, leaving Yuko only in high heels, and then Himuro and Iwatsu sandwiched her between them as they got into a black sedan, with the henchmen sitting in the driver's and passenger seats respectively.

As the car started moving, Yuko began to cry. Leaving the den of thugs seemed to loosen a tense string.

"Whether you come back here or not depends on you, Teacher."

He let Yuko's head rest against the back of the seat, her high-heeled legs spread apart, resting on Iwatsu and Himuro's legs respectively.

When pulled apart, they were almost in a straight line.

"Ah..."

Yuko let out a soft moan, letting them do as they pleased. Himuro's hand moved from Yuko's thigh to her fully open vulva.

"Teacher, you said you'd do anything, now please give me sex education."

"..."

"Hehehe, you want the whole class to see the teacher's naked body. Such a beautiful body, it would be a sin for me to keep it all to myself. So, you'll let everyone in the classroom see how happy the teacher is tormented."

Himuro stroked Yuko's vulva, whispering in her ear what she should do in the classroom.

Yuko's beautiful face gradually paled, her lips began to tremble, because what Himuro said was something terrifying that made her blood run cold.

"Ah... that kind of thing... I can't do it... it's impossible..."

Yuko shook her head and cried.

"If we go back to the warehouse, those young men will have the opportunity to gang rape you, hehehe."

"Gang rape in the warehouse, or playing with the students in the classroom, choose one. However, the warehouse can be described as hell."

The henchman driving the car finished speaking and laughed.

"Ah... you guys are going too far..."

Yuko cried. Although she knew she wouldn't be let go so easily, it was still too much: exposing her body in front of the students, using her naked body for sex education… “Teacher, are we going back to Atami?”

Himuro deliberately looked at Yuko's face.

“No… I don't want to go back…”

“So… you agree to do sex education?”

“No… I can't… please spare me…”

“Teacher, it seems we have no choice but to go back.”

“Ah… no… no…”

Yuko cried, shaking her black hair. Under Himuro's intimidation, she had no choice but to agree to do sex education in front of the students.

“Teacher, performing naked in front of the students is much better than those thugs.”

“Yes, those thugs are terrifying; they'll eat your bones, and you'll end up being sold.”

He himself was a thug, yet he said this with a grin.

The car sped towards Tokyo on the highway late at night. Himuro kept explaining how to do sex education in Yuko's ear, but Yuko was already half-conscious.

The next day, Yuko rested in her apartment for a day, and was taken to school the following noon.

Because it was still summer vacation, the school was deserted except for the swimming pool, except for the classroom where Yuko was the teacher, where most of the students were present.

This was because they had received a call from Himuro and a summons from Ota and Motoki.

"Ah... I'm scared... I'm scared..."

Yuko was led by Himuro and Iwazu towards the school building corridor. Just in case, there were henchmen watching at both ends of the corridor. In fact, Yuko was only wearing a coat, her hands were tied behind her back, and she was naked except for a pair of high heels, so there was no way she could escape.

"Ah..."

Yuko trembled, and she could hardly stand without Iwazu's support.

"Teacher, there's no need to say anything more now. If you don't listen to the young master, go back to the warehouse in Atami immediately."

"I know..."

Yuko nodded sadly.

When Iwazu pushed her into the classroom, the students hurriedly took their seats, and the noisy classroom immediately fell silent.

Yuko stood on the podium, but she didn't dare to look at the students, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to raise it.

"Teacher, is today's sex education true?"

Himuro raised his head and asked.

"You're going to show us the teacher's naked body, is that true?"

"Yes...it's true..."

Yuko spoke without looking at the students, suppressing her tears as she continued, "Now...let's show you the teacher's naked body first...look carefully."

After Yuko finished speaking, she turned to look at Iwazu, who smiled and took his coat off Yuko.

Instantly, the classroom stirred. Underneath the coat was a completely naked body, with her hands tied behind her back, a sight that shocked the students.

"This is the teacher's naked body...look carefully..."

Yuko, following Himuro's instructions, wiggled her breasts and buttocks.

Himuro sat among the students, deliberately asking questions slowly.

"The teacher's body is so white and soft, so beautiful."

"Is that so...thank you..."

"But why is the teacher tied up?"

"The teacher likes it this way the most...being unable to move is the most comfortable way to be played with."

After Yuko finished speaking, Iwazu reached out from behind and touched her breasts, buttocks, and thighs.

"Ah..."

Yuko let out a embarrassed sound.

The students' eyes were fixed on her. Yuko was in so much pain she almost fainted, but she still endured the pain and continued, "Teacher likes it this way the most... because it feels so good... and more... ah..."

The students saw Yuko writhing lasciviously and gradually developed lustful thoughts.

"Teacher, why don't you have any pubic hair?"

"..."

Before she could speak, Iwazu twisted her nipples forcefully while rubbing the hairless part of Yuko's genitals with his fingers.

"Ah... it's shaved... so everyone can see it clearly..."

"Then, Teacher, let us see your vulva and anus too?"

Himuro said deliberately in an excited tone, and Ota and Motoki joined in, stirring up everyone's emotions.

Yuko was about to cry, finally about to expose the most mysterious part of a woman to the students.

"You can come up to me and look."

The students immediately ran up and surrounded the podium.

"Ah..."

Yuko spread her legs, revealing her genitals.

"Ah... look closely, this is a woman's body."

Yuko said what she was told to say, while writhing her buttocks. A surge of intense shame made her entire body, not just her lower body, burn like fire. She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth.

"Teacher, be more enthusiastic,"

Iwatsu kissed Yuko's neck and shoulders from behind, kneading her breasts with both hands.

"Ah..."

The students, witnessing this scene, remained silent, staring wide-eyed. Only Himuro stood there grinning.

"Teacher, let us see inside,"

Himuro said deliberately.

"Alright...see inside..."

Yuko turned back to Iwatsu sadly, her voice trembling, "Please...open it up so I can see inside...my hands are tied, I can't do it myself..."

Iwatsu grinned lewdly, his hands moving from her breasts to her vulva, pulling her labia apart to reveal pink flesh, the mysterious structure fully exposed to the students. Then, Iwatsu probed the opening with his fingers, even peeling back the foreskin of her clitoris.

"Ah...like this...ah..."

Yuko couldn't help but moan. Iwatsu's fingers and the students' gazes made her body burn like fire.

There was aphrodisiac on Iwatsu's fingers, but Yuko, of course, had no idea.

"Ah... I'm so embarrassed..."

The entrance to her vagina writhed, releasing vaginal fluid, and her clitoris began to protrude.

Ah... in front of the students... my body actually reacted... "Teacher, water is flowing out, and the color is even prettier."

"It's wriggling there, like the flesh of a clam."

Himuro and Ota said this deliberately.

Yuko, at this point, wanted to throw herself into the flames of sensuality and forget everything, but she still had lines to say: "What does a woman's body look like... everyone can touch it..."

Hearing this, everyone reached out, creating a commotion as they eagerly took turns.

"Ah, wait a minute... don't do this, I'll let everyone touch me... in order of student ID number..."

Hearing Yuko's shout, everyone quieted down.

One by one, the students came over and touched Yuko's vulva.

"Teacher, what's this?"

"That...that's a woman's vagina...don't be so rough digging in there..."

"Wow, it's so warm and soft inside, my fingers are melting."

"Ah...are you all so interested in Teacher's body?..."

Yuko cried as the students touched her, her vagina being probed deep inside, her protruding clitoris being rubbed, her vaginal fluids increasing, involuntarily twisting her hips and emitting seductive moans.

Finally, when everyone had touched her, Yuko was covered in sweat, her breathing rapid.

"Ah...that's enough."

"Teacher, what's enough?"

Himuro maliciously pressed.

"Teacher...I'm already aroused...use that big thing...let me cum..."

"Hehehe, is this what Teacher meant?"

Himuro picked up a huge dildo and showed it to Yuko. Yuko's face showed a embarrassed expression, but she still nodded slightly.

"Teacher said to insert this thing into my vagina."

Himuro finished speaking to the other students and then laughed heartily.

“Don’t laugh… Ah… Do it… Hurry up and do it…”

Yuko cried.

“Please… Teacher is already so sexy… Don’t make Teacher anxious to death…”

“Teacher, we’ll give it to you, but you need an enema first.”

“…”

Yuko couldn’t speak. Himuro told her what to do, but didn’t mention an enema.

“You can already see my cute butt. It would be unfair if we didn’t do anything.”

As Himuro said this, Ota and Motoki handed each student a small enema capsule.

Yuko’s mouth trembled, but she resignedly looked at Himuro and the students.

“Okay… Give Teacher an enema…”

“Teacher, the enema capsules won’t be enough, will they? But each person gets two, almost a hundred.”

“That many…”

Yuko’s voice trembled. Even so, she spread her legs into an M shape, leaned her upper body against Iwatsu’s legs, and completely exposed her anus.

Ah… Do whatever you want… Destroy me… Such thoughts arose in Yuko’s mind.

"Hurry...hurry..."

"Teacher, you have to show everyone what it looks like when it comes out, and what it looks like when it defecates."

"Okay...look..."

Yuko seemed to be urging

them, twisting her buttocks. "Please, hurry up with the enema...insert that big thing in front...Teacher is waiting..."

"Alright. Teacher, we'll give you pleasure."

The enema and the dildo were inserted into Yuko's front and back holes almost simultaneously.

"Ah..."

Yuko let out a moan of pleasure, as if indicating that she had become a masochistic woman.

"Ah...good...ah..."

In a daze, Yuko couldn't care less about anything and let out moans, while desperately twisting her buttocks...

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