Coercion of nude photos

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The first lesson was with a newly appointed English teacher. In the bright and sunny month of September, the English Department at Gulf University welcomed another batch of new students. On the afternoon before the start of the semester, the faculty members, as usual, gathered in the spacious conference room of the department building. Department Head Pro. Newton and Principal Dr. W.B. Ng entered the conference room with a young, beautiful, and elegant lady, instantly silencing the clamor. All the teachers simultaneously turned their gaze to the beautiful young woman in a suit behind the principal, involuntarily exclaiming in admiration: Wow, she's so beautiful! The principal smiled and looked around at everyone, then invited the shy young woman to step forward, saying, "Happy new school year, everyone! I'm sure you all had a wonderful holiday. Today, I'd like to introduce a new colleague—Ms. Li Yingying. Let's welcome Ms. Li Yingying with applause." As soon as the principal finished speaking, enthusiastic applause erupted in the conference room. "Hello everyone, I'm Li Yingying, you can call me rbdhel if you prefer. I look forward to your guidance and support." Li Yingying smiled and bowed to everyone to express her gratitude, and thus the new academic year began. rbdhel's life at Gulf University started exceptionally smoothly. Trusting a young woman who had just earned her master's degree, the department assigned her to teach English to the first-year students. The professors in the department were all intelligent, elegant, and charming. Under their careful guidance, rbdhel quickly became familiar with her work, and her linguistic prowess gradually became apparent. Her clear thinking and unique teaching style quickly gained the students' approval, and her outstanding figure and beauty made her the focus of attention on campus. The number of students in her class surged from a dozen to over one hundred and eighty. rbdhel wasn't surprised by this start, as she had always been confident in her appearance and abilities. Even when she sat under the lamp at night, pouring out her longing for her husband in Australia, she didn't hide her confidence. She had already fallen in love with everything here. A beautiful and tranquil campus, a job filled with the joy of success, friendly and kind colleagues, and intelligent and lovely students—this is simply the ideal life for a teacher. "Peter, how I long for you to return to my side soon. This beautiful seaside city will be our most wonderful home." With longing for her husband and dreams of a bright future, Rbdhel drifted off to sleep. Section Two: The Wolf's Spying "Good bfternoon everyone! Todbywebregoingtotblkbboutbnimblsinameridbncontinentbl." It was another sunny afternoon, and as usual, the spacious classroom was packed with students. Rbdhel smiled at the pairs of focused eyes below the podium and began her lively and engaging lecture. Her clear, bright eyes sparkled with intelligence, and the sea of dark heads below the podium entered a wondrous world with her melodious voice. In a corner of the classroom, where everyone was engrossed in their lessons, a student sat slumped, dressed much like the others in a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers, a pair of small glasses perched on his nose. However, the books open on his desk weren't first-year textbooks; the books in his drawer indicated he was a third-year student. Of course, the other students didn't know this ordinary-looking young man wasn't their classmate. This third-year student lowered his head, but his eyes were fixed intently on Yingying, who was diligently lecturing at the podium—more intently than anyone else in the classroom. He wasn't listening; his eyes didn't reveal a thirst for knowledge, but rather something like… animalistic lust! "Ring…" Another class ended, and the students crowded around Yingying, the quiet classroom suddenly becoming noisy. No one noticed the strange young man quietly picking up his textbook and leaving. As he passed the podium, he glanced back at the beautiful Yingying, a strange smile suddenly appearing on his lips. He didn't stop, walking confidently out of the classroom. From then on, every afternoon during Yingying's class, this young man would appear. He always sat quietly in a corner of the classroom, never uttering a word, making him almost unnoticed. Yet, every move Yingying made was observed by his sharp eyes, like a wolf patiently waiting for its prey. He would occasionally jot down notes in his notebook. No one had ever seen what he wrote. On the edge of the notebook was a black stamp; those who recognized seal script knew the design on it was a name—Mi Jian! Mi Jian had been attending the freshman class for three weeks now, and only 25 days had passed since the start of the semester. In fact, he had heard about Li Yingying's arrival from his junior classmates long ago. Although he always looked down on these younger university students, he never missed any news that interested him. Li Yingying's name had already taken flight, becoming the talk of the town among all the male students in the school. How could Mi Jian not know? He had even thoroughly investigated Li Yingying's background, including her age, hometown, address, husband's occupation, hobbies, and even her height, weight, and measurements—all obtained by hacking into the school's computer files. This young and beautiful female teacher had become his next target. He began secretly following Li Yingying and recording her daily activities in a notebook, a skill taught to him by a detective software called "Tracking and Tracking" that he had downloaded from the computer network. He entered Li Yingying's movements into the computer every day and quickly discovered her routine: as a young female teacher whose husband was abroad and who had just joined a new school, Li Yingying had neither relatives nor close friends in the bay area. She lived alone in an apartment provided by the university for single teachers, leading an incredibly simple life. Every day, besides preparing lessons and teaching, she would swim and do aerobics at the faculty fitness center on campus, occasionally tutoring some students in the evenings, and otherwise staying in the dormitory, with no other social activities. Even on Saturdays and Sundays, when most students are away at school and most teachers are out spending the weekend, she would definitely be in the department office or computer room. Mi Jian was organizing the data he had collected at the computer, thinking to himself: Such a young and beautiful woman, her life is so low-key and quiet. It would be a waste not to give her some comfort. He reached out and tore down a photo from the computer screen, kissed the beautiful image of her with long, flowing hair and dressed in pure white, and held the photo in his hands, softly saying, "Baby, I'm here!" The beautiful woman in the photo was none other than Li Yingying, the young female teacher Mi Jian had been secretly plotting to possess these past few days. The third surprise attack: Another weekend arrived. On Friday afternoon, as the teachers were leaving get off work, they were discussing their plans for the next few days. Because of the public holiday, there would be four days off this weekend, and most of the English department teachers had their own plans. rbdhel had just finished class and returned to the office when several people were already asking, "rbdhel, what are your plans for the weekend?" Yingying smiled and replied, "I bought my train ticket for Sunday. I'm planning to go home the day after tomorrow. I heard you're going diving, is that right?" "Yes, I was thinking of inviting you to come along. Is your home far?" "Not far, just two hours by high-speed train. I haven't been home in a long time, and I want to see my parents. Have fun!" "I wish you a good time too. Bye!" "Thank you! Bye!" Outside the office door, the setting sun cast a long shadow of a man, who seemed to be listening to the conversation inside. As a series of hurried footsteps approached the door, the man's figure vanished in a flash. Night fell quickly, and the campus, bustling with activity all week, gradually quieted down. The lights in the classrooms and office buildings went out, and the student dormitories were no longer noisy. The dense woods echoed with the loud chirping of cicadas. Yingying returned to her dormitory and quickly dialed home. She planned to go home; she hadn't been with her mother in a long time and missed her parents dearly. She also had good news to share: her beloved husband would be returning home next month! Yingying's face was beaming with happiness; she was so happy she almost burst out laughing. At that very moment, in another dormitory, someone else was also overjoyed, almost shouting with glee. This person was, of course, Mi Jian. He knew Yingying was going home the day after tomorrow. "According to her habits, she'll definitely go to the English department office tomorrow. At that time, the university's teaching area will be deserted, and I can seize the opportunity to make my move." Mi Jian was ecstatic; his chance had arrived. That night, both Mi Jian and Yingying slept soundly. The next day, Saturday morning at nine o'clock. Yingying woke up to find it already bright daylight. Judging from the clear view outside the window, it was a bright and sunny day. After washing up and having breakfast, Yingying began to dress. She changed into a light gray-blue mid-sleeve V-neck t-shirt and put it on.She wore a white A-line skirt, covered by sheer nylon stockings, and slipped on off-white high-heeled shoes. She twirled in front of the mirror, the snow-white skirt billowing, revealing her snow-white skin, long, flowing hair, and slender, graceful figure. The youthful goddess who had driven all the boys in her department crazy back in college had reappeared before her eyes. She smoothed a strand of hair from her forehead, applied a thin layer of foundation and a touch of lipstick, then slung her handbag over her shoulder and headed towards the office building. It was Saturday, and as usual, she needed to return to the department to prepare her lesson plans for next week. More importantly, she needed to make an IP call to her husband in Australia. Although they had only been separated for six months, for a newlywed couple, it felt like an eternity, so she cherished their limited time together online each week. Yingying entered the office building, took the elevator, and quickly arrived at the 6th floor. She opened the iron gate of her office door, walked into the long corridor, and then turned around and closed the gate. The office building was empty, eerily quiet, but Yingying was already used to this tranquil environment. Her high heels clicked crisply on the concrete floor of the corridor until she entered an office at the end of the corridor. Yingying put down her handbag, sat down at her desk, and began to review next week's lecture notes. Time flowed slowly in the silence. After sitting for a while, Yingying felt thirsty, so she picked up her water glass and went into the adjacent lecture hall. At this moment, Mi Jian had already sneaked into the office building. He couldn't suppress his nervous and excited feelings, so he woke up at seven o'clock. The students in the dormitory had already left. He quickly put rope, master key, condoms, knife, anesthetic, and other tools into his green military satchel and sneaked into the English department's office building under the cover of dawn. He remained cautiously on his way, but didn't see a single soul. Knowing the campus architecture intimately, he took the elevator to the top floor, where the English Department's offices were located, and where Yingying frequented every weekend. The English Department's office building, called the "Kao Wei-Wen Building," was donated by an alumnus of Ocean University. The rectangular, six-story building was built against the hillside, with staircases on one side and long corridors connecting the various rooms on each floor. The English Department was on the sixth floor; at the end of the corridor was the department's lecture hall, and near the elevator was a locked iron gate. In the middle were the teachers' offices. Mi Jian already knew Yingying's office was the innermost one. He took out the master key he had prepared and easily opened the iron gate. He had originally planned to hide in Yingying's office and launch a surprise attack as soon as she entered, but for some reason, he changed his mind. He locked the iron gate as before and went back to the seventh-floor rooftop to hide. In a state of anxiety and excitement, he kept checking his watch. Around ten o'clock, the familiar sound of high heels finally came from downstairs, followed by the sound of a door opening. "They're here!" Mi Jian's heart rate was almost over 100 beats per minute. He carefully made his way downstairs, step by step approaching the open office door, secretly clutching a can of highly effective anesthetic spray in his hand. Then he took a deep breath and rushed into the office. (Section Four: Resistance and Suppression) Yingying's legs were tightly clamped together, trying to lessen the impact of Mi Jian's caresses. Mi Jian, of course, knew very well that his fingers, feeling Yingying's body temperature, were probing her more vigorously. Yingying quickly felt her mouth and tongue dry, and her eyes became slightly dizzy. After a while, seeing that Yingying's resistance was gradually weakening, Mi Jian began to shamelessly knead Yingying's round, soft buttocks. His left hand also left Yingying's waist and reached behind her to unbutton her skirt. One button, two buttons, then a "squeak"—Yingying felt her tightly bound waist loosen, knowing the buttons and zipper of her skirt had been undone. Mi Jian began pulling the skirt down. Yingying felt terrified; was he really going to assault her? Her hands gripped the top of the skirt tightly, refusing to let go. Mi Jian, unable to pull Yingying's white skirt down several times, grew somewhat annoyed. He flipped Yingying over, instead lifting the hem of the skirt, exposing the soft, beautiful curves of Yingying's lower body and a section of smooth, snow-white skin on her waist and abdomen to Mi Jian's burning gaze. Yingying couldn't help but scream, "No! Stop!" She immediately covered her lower body with her hands. Mi Jian, aroused by that flawless white skin, was burning with lust. How could he stop? Without a word, he sat on Yingying, quickly removing her high heels and throwing them far aside, then pulling down the sides of her nylon stockings. The stockings were pulled down to mid-thigh, revealing a pair of off-white silk panties. The low-waisted panties barely covered the most mysterious part between her legs, leaving her slender waist and long, beautiful thighs completely exposed. Her fair, delicate skin was smooth and soft, like it was made of snow jade or tofu. Mi Jian held Yingying's hands to prevent her from moving, then leaned down and began to kiss her passionately. He breathed heavily, licking the base of Yingying's thighs with his wet, rough tongue, and even lifted the edge of her panties to peek at her rounded mons pubis. Mi Jian's lewd gaze made Yingying feel utterly ashamed. Since she was old enough to understand, even her closest man, her husband, had never looked at her private parts so closely and so brazenly. Today, however, she was being thoroughly exposed by the gaze of a student. "Don't look! Stop! Don't continue!" she cried, her face flushed red with shame, her voice trembling. "Teacher's mons pubis is so white and full, and her pubic hair is so soft and black. I love it so much." Mi Jian said as he slipped his fingers inside her panties and began to caress them. "Ugh...please..." Yingying's voice was so weak that she could barely hear herself. Her hands were still pressed tightly against her genitals in defense, and Mi Jian couldn't penetrate her private parts for the time being, so he instead lifted her thighs and caressed her soft, white flesh, entering a state of frenzy. Faced with the humiliation from her student, Yingying was helpless. In this soundproof conference room on the top floor of the office building, let alone calling for help, even if she shouted into the microphone, no one would hear her. Seeing herself sinking step by step into the abyss of rape, Yingying was about to cry, but who could save her? "To preserve my innocence, I must save myself!" This decision gradually became clear in her mind. Yingying then secretly glanced around. The chairs that were originally in the room had all been pushed against the wall, and there was nothing beside her. Suddenly, she noticed the small knife tucked into Mi Jian's waistband, and a plan formed in her mind. She abruptly opened her arms and embraced Mi Jian, feigning a seductive moan, as if approaching a sexual climax. Meanwhile, one hand stealthily reached for the knife handle, slowly pulling it out and aiming it at Mi Jian's leg! "Ah!" A scream rang out, and Mi Jian staggered to his feet. The knife lay on the carpet, but there was no blood on it! Yingying had failed to stab Mi Jian; instead, he had discovered her intentions. "Slap! Slap!" Two loud slaps echoed, and Yingying collapsed to the ground, her hair disheveled. "You bitch, you dare to ambush me! You're asking for death!" Two more slaps followed: "I'm a black belt in karate, you think you can fool me? Let me tell you, there's no woman I can't have if I want her!" Mi Jian was clearly deeply enraged. He kicked the knife aside, strode forward, and lifted Yingying up: "Miss, you dare to use force against a student! I'll punish you!" "Spare me, please, let me go!" "Let you go? No way, you're a beauty, it would be a waste not to have a taste." "No! No!" Amidst Yingying's cries of pain, Mi Jian threw her back onto the carpet, then ripped off her nylon stockings, revealing Yingying's smooth, supple, and slender legs as if a veil had been lifted. Yingying screamed and tried to pull her legs back under her skirt, but Mi Jian grabbed one of her ankles and forcefully pulled her to his side. He used his knee to pin Yingying's hands behind her back, then effortlessly pulled her dress from her waist to her ankles. With a flick of his right hand, the snow-white dress, like a wounded swan, floated slowly through the air and landed on the red ground not far away. Seeing Yingying's fair legs completely exposed, Mi Jian laughed heartily: "Good! Truly beautiful...""The European and American v Asian v Chinese v Japanese and Korean v special zone is dazzling." After saying that, he grabbed Yingying's half-exposed plump buttocks: "So smooth! Hahahaha!" Yingying pleaded bitterly: "Please stop, you can't do this!" Mi Jian was unmoved, reached out and lifted Yingying's blue-gray t-shirt, and through the bra, grabbed Yingying's firm breasts and kneaded them hard: "How is it, is it good, miss?" Mi Jian was very fascinated by Yingying's extremely elastic cone-shaped breasts, and held them in his hands for a long time. He pulled the V-neck of Yingying's t-shirt open to both sides until it revealed her smooth and rounded shoulders, and then pulled it down, the neckline of the t-shirt was almost torn, and it was slowly pulled down on Yingying's crystal-clear arms. The silk lace bra was gradually revealed, and Yingying's top was pulled down to her chest and waist. With her hands pinned behind her back, Yingying's t-shirt neckline finally slipped out from her hands, her top pulled down to her lower body. Mi Jian lifted Yingying's legs and easily ripped off the t-shirt, tossing it aside. Li Yingying lay curled up on the red carpet of the English Department lecture hall, half-naked, wearing only off-white underwear. The spotlight bathed her, making her body appear exceptionally white and flawless, shimmering with a luminous glow. Despite her desperate resistance, Yingying could not escape the fate of being stripped naked: Mi Jian reached out and unhooked Yingying's bra, the off-white three-quarter cup immediately loosening, Yingying's firm, white breasts trembling in Mi Jian's hands. Taking advantage of Yingying's arms covering her chest, Mi Jian slipped the bra straps out from under Yingying's hands, the close-fitting bra still carrying Yingying's scent was now in Mi Jian's hands. Mi Jian, inhaling the scent emanating from Yingying's bra cups, let out a cruel laugh. He then slipped his hand inside Yingying's panties and pulled them down, the small triangle slid down to her mid-thighs. Yingying, unsure whether to cover her chest or her genitals, could only curl her body into a ball. But Mi Jian, holding her ankle with one hand, ripped off her panties before she could react, revealing her alluring body completely. Naked before the students, Yingying felt an overwhelming urge to die. She knew the humiliation to come would be even more unbearable, and disregarding her shame, she crawled towards the door. However, her attempt to escape only provoked Mi Jian's merciless beatings. He stacked four chairs and placed them at the four corners of Yingying's body. Using her nylon stockings as ropes, he tied her hands and feet to the chairs. Yingying, head turned to the side, sobbed silently, her body bound like a starfish, powerless to save herself. Mi Jian looked at his masterpiece with pride, occasionally stroking Yingying's smooth skin. His fingers touched Yingying's secret place again. The rounded mons pubis, the soft pubic hair, the delicate vulva, the warm secret passage, all passed under his fingers without any resistance. Every part of Teacher Yingying's body was taken in by Mi Jian's eyes, even the woman's delicate and mysterious perineum. Mi Jian stared intently, and took out a camera from his bag to take pictures. "No, please don't take pictures!" Yingying was almost frantic at the thought of her being photographed in such a humiliating position. "Teacher Yingying, your body is so perfect, I want to keep some souvenirs." The flash kept flashing, and Mi Jian felt his penis begin to throb... Chapter 5 The Feeling of Being Raped Yingying didn't know how much time had passed. She watched as Mi Jian took pictures of her naked body, took off his clothes, and slowly walked to her side, and involuntarily closed her eyes. Mi Jian's breathing quickened; facing the ivory-sculpted beauty of her body, his blood was boiling. He slowly sat down on Yingying's lower abdomen, his long spear pointing directly at her pure, alabaster breasts. The moment Mi Jian's skin touched Yingying, both of them shuddered. Yingying's warm, soft skin was exceptionally delicate, comparable even to a baby's. Mi Jian leaned down, savoring this perfect body. He kissed her snow-white face, her snow-white neck, her snow-white shoulders. He sucked on the two rosy, tender nipples on her snow-white mounds, his hands kneading every inch of Yingying's body. The whiteness and softness of this beautiful body drove him into a frenzy of lust. Mi Jian's mouth continued to move downwards, until it reached between her open, white, tender legs. The pink vulva was tightly closed, hidden among the soft bushes, but this couldn't deter Mi Jian's determination. His tongue began to repeatedly tease Yingying's full labia majora, while his hands squeezed her snow-white buttocks. Yingying felt an unbearable itch in her lower body. At first, she could grit her teeth and endure it, but later it felt as if her limbs were trembling from the inside out, and she finally let out a loud moan: "Ah! Ah! Stop...!" Mi Jian continued to stimulate Yingying's vulva, and the pink bud finally opened, revealing a narrow, mysterious passage that was also pale red. Streams of clear nectar flowed out continuously, quickly making Yingying's vulva wet. Yingying's love juice began to flow out, and her long-dormant love hole instinctively became excited, making her feel extremely ashamed. "My dear Miss, I can see you haven't enjoyed yourself in a long time. Look, you're already soaking wet after just a few strokes. Let me soothe your empty love hole!" Yingying was shocked and cried out, "No! No! I'm already someone else's wife, please don't do this!" "Hmph, as long as it's a woman I like, I'll fuck her properly!" Mi Jian said, already preparing his hard spear. He licked and sucked Yingying's jade gate for a while longer, the excitement was all in ninilu.Dom saw that Yingying's delicate labia majora were gradually turning crimson, opening and closing slightly with her breathing. He glanced at her secret passage, placed his legs between her bodies, and thrust his erect penis straight into her! "Ah!" Yingying screamed as Mi Jian's penis slammed into her passage, forcefully forcing open her tender opening. Since their marriage, Yingying and her husband hadn't spent much time together, so her vagina remained narrow and deep. Mi Jian thrust in once, withdrew slightly, then thrust again with a burst of energy, his engorged penis almost completely inside Yingying. Yingying felt another excruciating pain in her lower body, as if her body was being filled by this large, foreign object. She cried out in pain, "Stop! It hurts!" Mi Jian ignored her completely. Before Yingying could catch her breath, he thrust in with all his might again. This time, his huge penis rotated as it drilled in, disappearing completely into Yingying's tender love hole. The glans hit her warm clitoris. Then, he used his hands to support Yingying's white buttocks and began to thrust in and out, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, saying as he did so, "How is it? Much better than your husband, right? This is just the beginning!" His penis rubbed against the vaginal walls, the large penis forcibly squeezing the most vulnerable part of the woman's body. The opening of her secret place was stretched as thin as paper, almost tearing open. Yingying was tormented by the excruciating pain of the brutal intrusion, her spread, snow-white thighs convulsing uncontrollably. Her hands, clenched tightly, were bloodless, and large beads of sweat dotted her smooth forehead. Mi Jian grasped Yingying's firm, snow-white breasts with both hands, his fingers pinching and biting the two bright red nipples. Yingying's glistening breasts felt like soft, white almond cake to the touch, and Mi Jian's hands held them tightly, unable to let go. The delicate skin could only bulge slightly under his pressure. Mi Jian was like a giant black spider, enjoying the voluptuous prey trapped in its web. Under the bright light, Yingying had lost all sense of time. Her body had been violated, and the rape was not yet over. She stared blankly into the distance, her mind a complete blank, mechanically pleading. Mi Jian thrust into Yingying's body for a while, increasing the frequency, then suddenly pulled out his penis. He propped himself up, his erect penis retracting its neck, then spraying out a stream of grayish-white, viscous, hot liquid, which landed on Yingying's delicate face and beautiful, snow-white chest. "Hahaha!" Mi Jian smeared his semen on Yingying's soft red lips, laughing as he took pictures: "Pure female teacher bound and eating semen photos, this is expensive stuff online, hahaha..." Yingying's lips were tightly closed, terrified by Mi Jian's perverted behavior, and she dared not move again. Mi Jian began to thrust again. The humiliated female teacher's crystal-clear naked body exuded infinite mature charm and an irresistible beauty under the light. This mature and beautiful female body was something Mi Jian had never experienced before. His penis quickly became erect again. Mi Jian's penis pressed against the half-open jade gate and thrust forward, penetrating Yingying's fair body once more. After the previous struggle, Yingying's love hole felt open and firm, this winding, secluded passage was simply unforgettable. Yingying's slender legs were spread wide apart, and Mi Jian pressed his entire weight onto her upper body, causing Yingying's flat, fair abdomen to bulge upwards. Mi Jian's hips were pressed tightly against Yingying's lower abdomen, her coarse pubic hair constantly poking at Yingying's delicate vulvar mucosa, making a "rustling" sound that was particularly clear in the quiet lecture hall. With the grinding and thrusting of his penis, all of Yingying's resistance vanished, and she began to moan. The impact on her erogenous zones completely captivated her, and Mi Jian's kneading and caressing sent her to the heights of orgasm. The female teacher's snow-white body lay naked on the ground, and the student thrust into her again and again, faster and faster, until he could no longer hold back, finally opening Yingying's smooth flower core and shooting another stream of hot semen into the beautiful teacher's uterus without spilling a drop. Yingying clearly felt the viscous liquid spraying onto her body, and finally broke down in tears—the devastating news of being raped had become a reality for her. Mi Jian collapsed, utterly exhausted from never having ejaculated twice in such a short time. He rested for a while on Yingying's naked body, listening to his teacher's painful cries. His semen and sweat stained his teacher's fair and alluring body; her breasts and perineum were ravaged and red, and her long, smooth, black hair was scattered messily on the carpet. He stood up, dressed, and checked his watch; it was already five in the evening. This lavish feast had lasted a full seven hours. He packed up his tools, then returned to Yingying's side, untied the nylon stockings binding her wrists, and left the silent lecture hall. The spotlights went out, the doors closed, and Yingying's pale body was plunged into deep darkness.

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