Humiliation of female teacher

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Chapter 1: After-School Erotic Student

. Himuro Haruji, Yuko Ashikawa's tutor, was an exceptionally good student—handsome, athletic, and academically gifted.

"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'd noticed his gaze fixed on her during class or breaks—a gaze as dead as a fish's.

Sometimes, however, he'd enthusiastically build models with his friends.

Sometimes, he'd bring freshly finished models to the staff room to find 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 connection that led to Himuro's considerable enthusiasm 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 abnormality in Himuro's mind.

(How can I help him develop his talents normally...)

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

When she walked out of the school gate, it was completely dark outside, and it was rush hour. In the crowd, Yuko suddenly tensed up.

(It's... a pervert...)

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

The beautiful Yuko was often a target of 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 it was particularly crowded and she couldn't do anything. The man's hand groped Yuko's buttocks, and one hand reached towards her lower abdomen.

(Ah... no...)

She wanted to scream, but seeing the men's gazes all around her, Yuko dared not scream.

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 was already 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, moving upwards in a stroking motion.

(Ah…ah…no…ah!…)

A jolt of electricity 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. Yuko felt a chill run down her spine.

(Don't do this…I'm going to call for help!) With that expression, she turned 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 fleeing, the man closely following behind.

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, a boy, who suddenly appeared. The man’s expression turned resentful at the sight of someone greeting him.

“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’d probably been waiting for hours to show it to her. Yuuko thought Himuro was adorable, and Himuro’s face showed an innocent smile.

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

“So what? Himuro-kun?”

“Can I… stay here with you, sir?”

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

Yuko thought for a moment, then nodded with a smile. A family without a mother must be lonely, and she couldn't just let him go back alone.

Himuro held Yuko's hand excitedly.

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

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

There was a three-story building on the outskirts of the building; Yuko lived on the third floor of this apartment building, in a rented two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

"Himuro-kun, I'm going to change. You 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, peeking at women changing clothes is impolite.)

Yuko quickly put her panties back on.

Afraid 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 a 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 cheered 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 be a longing for his mother. Yuko told herself: because she encountered a pervert on the bus, her senses were particularly sensitive.

"Teacher, this is delicious! It tastes just like what my mom made for me when she came back."

Seeing Himuro's happy expression and evident appetite, Yuko felt satisfied.

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

"I've finished those. Now I'm reading other books."

"What books are they?" 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 books you're reading?" Yuko asked casually.

"Teacher, it's female physiology."

After speaking, Himuro gave Yuko a thoughtful, mature look, gazing at her ample breasts before moving to her legs peeking out from under her miniskirt.

"Teacher, you're beautiful and have a great body. From a female physiology standpoint, I'm very interested."

"You… what did you say? Himuro-kun…" Yuko wondered if she'd misheard and asked.

But by then, Himuro's innocent gaze had returned.

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

Seeing Himuro devouring his hamburger, Yuko thought he was still an innocent boy.

After the 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, she could tell Himuro lacked a mother figure, and he seemed genuinely happy being with Yuko.

"Ah, it's already so late. Hurry up and finish your homework. While you do your homework, Teacher will take a shower."

"I want to shower with Teacher too."

"Didn't you already shower? You can't skip your homework." Yuko said, then 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, and her snow-white skin was full of elasticity. She had been too busy to do aerobics lately, but Yuko's body was not fat at all.

Yuko washed her body 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 it. 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 her imagination? But Yuko still felt like someone was watching her naked body.

She peeked into the laundry room but there was no one there. But immediately there was a piercing gaze. Not only that, the pajamas she had brought and left in the changing room were gone. The panties she was going to change into were wrapped in the pajamas. There was no other way but to put them on her naked body, she had to drape a towel over herself and walk back to her room.

Yuko saw her pajamas on the chair at the vanity.

(I forgot to bring them; tonight is 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 her pajamas, the phone rang.

"Hello, this is..."

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

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

"You actually appeared naked in front of your students wearing only a towel. It's unbearable to

see you like this right after a shower, hehe..." The man's words seemed to know her from somewhere. How did he know she was only wearing a towel? And this person also knew that Yuko had a lover she had sworn eternal love to, who was currently studying at a university in America and planned to return in a year.

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

"Who are you... how do you know about this?"

"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 on her breasts, which were almost exposed from under the towel, and her bare thighs. Her nipples or the bush of hair at the base of her thighs were almost visible through the towel, and her wet hair shone 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 kept saying lewd things.

"You asked to be penetrated from behind with your 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 series of unpleasant encounters—encountering a pervert on the bus and being harassed on the phone—she felt annoyed and dizzy, almost dropping the glass in her hand. Then she felt extremely tired, her strength vanished, and she became sleepy, lacking even the energy to put on her pajamas.

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

"Can I sleep with Teacher?"

"Don't talk like a baby…" she said, collapsing onto the bed.

(Was someone drugged her?…) The strange feeling quickly faded.

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

"Himuro-kun… what are you doing?…"

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

"Himuro-kun, you can't talk nonsense, such jokes are too…"

Yuko tried to move her body, but her hands were numb and immobile, her consciousness was hazy, and even her voice was weak.

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

"Ah...no..."

Yuko cried out involuntarily, still unable to 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, fresh from her bath, glowed with a hint of pink. Even as she lay down, her breasts maintained their beautiful shape, her smooth nipples and slender waist were perfectly proportioned, and the dark pubic hair at the base of her sexy thighs contrasted sharply with her white skin.

Himuro smiled gleefully, looking down at Yuko's naked body. His gaze, as terrifying as the eyes of a dead fish, lingered over Yuko's body, made even more frightening by her innocent appearance.

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

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

"Ah, Himuro-kun, what are you doing?"

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

"This…"

Unable to believe Himuro's words, it was hard to believe that a boy like him would be interested in a woman's body. Was it a mother complex? But Yuko was too incapable to think deeply at this 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 truly couldn't move her limbs, and there was nothing he could do to stop her now, which increased Yuko's fear.

Himuro looked at his book 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, kneading them as they bounced.

"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, then lowered his head and took her nipple into 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 during this time Yuko had been lonely. Although she was a boy, 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, stroking Yuko's neck and waist with his hands. Himuro's hands gradually moved down, touching the dark pubic hair.

"You can't do this!" Yuko screamed as if she were 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 darkened 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..."

Shouting 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 body trembled, indicating the intensity of the humiliation she suffered.

"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 for him.

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

Despite Yuko's constant pleas, Himuro brought his face so close it almost touched her vulva, still lost in his own world, murmuring, "Amazing...so wonderful..."

Yuko's exposed flesh was fresh and fleshy, its structure incredibly beautiful, almost indistinguishable from a virgin's.

Children often enjoy disassembling clocks or plucking insect wings, and Himuro was doing just that. Having obtained a toy named Yuko, he forgot everything else and played with it with his fingers.

After a while, Himuro looked at a book on female physiology and compared it to Yuko's body.

"This is the urination hole, isn't this where Teacher's urine comes out?"

Completely driven by curiosity, Himuro looked and used his fingers to pinpoint the location.

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

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

"Strange. Teacher, it hasn't come out yet!" Himuro pressed his finger on the tip of the clitoris, peeled back the foreskin, revealing 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.

"Ah...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 like this is 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 couldn't withstand. She wanted to grab his fingers, but her body involuntarily responded to Himuro's fingers. The increasingly intense itching sensation generated heat, causing her body to begin to melt internally.

"That...no...this won't do..."

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 control her moans. 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 opening, reaching the deepest part, and then he used two fingers.

"...No...pull your finger out quickly."

"Teacher, it's so hot and cramped here." Himuro moved his inserted finger around in the wet, burning flesh.

"Your little penis goes in here, right? How many times has this been through me?" he said, looking 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 anymore, have mercy..."

"No, there are still so many things I want to know."

"This..." Yuko felt an overwhelming fear, unsure of 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 actually know about what the book said?

Seeing what Himuro took out of his purse, Yuko's fear reached its peak. In his hand was a dildo that mimicked 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, and when he pressed the switch, it emitted an electric buzzing sound, and the head and torso 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 such a terrifying device...?

"Spare me... No... No..."

Ignoring Yuko's pleas, the tip of the dildo began to attack the center of Yuko's body.

"Ouch..." Yuko cried out.

"Teacher, it would be strange if you hated it. The book says 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 made Yuko's blood rush backward, almost bursting from her pores. But in the moist, hot vagina, Yuko could feel the vaginal walls gripping the dildo.

"Ugh... ugh..." Yuko gritted her teeth, her buttocks spasming.

"So good, it's going in deeper and deeper. Teacher, does this feel good?"

"Ugh..." Yuko couldn't answer, even breathing was difficult.

The tip of the dildo touched her cervix, the lewd trembling and twisting made Yuko feel suffocated, a strong feeling Yuko had never experienced before. Her senses were shaken, as if fire was burning inside her body. Yuko was quickly overwhelmed by the chaotic waves, and breathing became even more difficult.

"Ah...uh...ah...have mercy on me..." 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 her 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 functional; 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 that innocent sleeping face, 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 clouded 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 shower.

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

As she began washing her body, she couldn't help but make loud noises. When her soapy hands 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 am I so lewd?…Becoming like this…) Yuko shook her head violently again.

Perhaps it was the terrible dream, but the languid weariness never left Yuko.

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, get up quickly, or you'll be late." She shook Himuro awake.

"I'm still sleepy." Rubbing his eyes, Himuro quickly got up when he saw it was Yuko.

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

After babbling incoherently, he let out an excited cry and hugged Yuko like a child would to its mother.

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

Seeing Himuro's innocent and pure demeanor, 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 quickly, 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 they walked towards the bus stop, Yuko's 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 couldn't help but stop, 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 the teacher."

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

(Ah...ah...)

Feeling Himuro's hand on her body, Yuko's itching sensation in her lower body intensified, her buttocks trembled, and Yuko's body seemed 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.

When she casually turned her head to look into the bus, Yuko saw a young man and immediately tensed up. He was the pervert who had groped her on the bus yesterday. He smiled and walked towards Yuko.

(Ah...it's that man...what should I do?...)

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

It was obvious that the young man had Yuko as his target, his eyes like hunting prey, trying to get through the crowded people.

(No! Don't!)

Yuko tried to escape, but the crowd made it impossible to move, and the pervert was in the same boat, unable to get close to her. 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 the regret of someone who had lost a treasure.

After class started, Yuko couldn't concentrate. The fatigue and itching in her lower body grew stronger, forcing her to press her thighs against her skirt.

(Why...is this happening?...) Yuko was angry at her body's condition.

While in the restroom, she couldn't help but touch her thighs with her hand. The intense pleasure made her tremble, and her vulva overflowed with fluid. She couldn't believe how hot it was, and she wanted to start masturbating.

(No...that would be even more painful...) Yuko warned herself, biting her lip.

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

"Ah..." Yuko exhaled hot breath, her thoughts drifting to her lover far away in America.

Just then, she heard a sound outside the wall, and Yuko abruptly stopped what she was doing.

(Who is it?)

She heard another sound; there was definitely someone there.

She noticed a small hole in the wall, and through it, eyes. Yuko was so frightened she almost stopped breathing.

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

"Ah! Who's there!"

Yuko, focused only on squeezing her legs together, forgot to put her panties back on before standing up and pulling down her skirt.

Sensing the person outside flee, she hurriedly looked through the small hole, but 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. Fortunately, it was Saturday, and she didn't have to go to school in the afternoon.

The school bell rang, and the students began to leave. Yuko stood by the classroom window, looking out like someone completely exhausted. 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?"

"Sensei doesn't seem to be in a good mood today, I'm worried..."

"You're worried about me... 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 the school together."

"Yes... I'll go get your purse, sir." Himuro quickly retrieved Yuko's purse from the staff room.

"Sensei, there's this on your desk." Himuro handed Yuko a note along with the purse.

It read: Please come to the gymnasium immediately.

"It's unsigned, who could it be?... I need to go to the gymnasium, you can go home now."

"I want to go too, I'm worried." Himuro followed behind Yuko.

The gymnasium, located behind the school building, was newly built. The first floor housed an indoor swimming pool, and the second floor an indoor sports field, scheduled to open next month. School had already ended, and the gymnasium was completely deserted. 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 doorway.

"Ah, you are…"

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

"Ms. Ashikawa Yuko, you've been tricked. Hehehe, today I'm going to have a real go at you." The man chuckled in a low voice. "Ms., do you understand now? Now you're going to be raped by me here."

Yuko gripped Himuro's hand and backed away.

The gymnasium was soundproofed; 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 the teacher, so you need to go and get help," Yuko whispered to Himuro as she backed away.

"The teacher will lure that man over, and you need to run away while he's doing this."

"Yes, I will do as the teacher says." Himuro seemed to understand the seriousness of the situation, his expression turning serious.

"Himuro-kun, go and get help as soon as possible, otherwise the teacher will..." Yuko repeated.

She had no confidence in escaping, only the desire 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's about enough, hehehe." The man slowly approached, brandishing a dagger.

"Ah! Himuro-kun! Please!"

Yuko said, turning right, while Himuro ran left, trying to get as far away from her as possible.

"Hehehe, Ashikawa-sensei, you can't escape." The man completely ignored Himuro, continuing to press towards Yuko.

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

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 as she dodged.

"Help... Someone help me..." Knowing there was soundproofing, Yuko couldn't help but scream.

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

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

"No... Don't push me... Someone help me!"

"I was planning to do you after I got off the bus yesterday, but that kid got in the way. Today, you won't escape." The man chuckled, licking his lips without any sign of impatience, as if he were very experienced in this kind of thing.

"Teacher, accept your fate. I said on the phone that I would put it in from behind."

"..."

Yuko couldn't speak. It turned out that this was the same man who had called...

Yuko's beautiful face showed fear and despair. There was a wall behind her, and she was finally cornered with no way to escape.

"Teacher, the game of hide-and-seek is over." The man pressed the dagger against Yuko's neck.

"Help..." Her voice was hoarse and trembling.

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

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

"I'm going to put it in from behind, so lie down here."

"Spare me..."

"No, first I'll just thrust it in hard. Hehehe... and then slowly enjoy it."

"Ah..." Yuko's lips trembled.

Himuro hadn't called for help 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, and fear made 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 the dagger.

"I can't wait, I absolutely have to go in right now, 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, teacher, do you 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 pretended to consider it, then lewdly said, "Well then, let's have some fun first, and then I'll go 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 whining, I'll shove it in right now."

"Then..."

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

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

" "..."

"You promised to be happy, so if you show any discomfort, I'll shove it in from behind."

The man came up behind Yuko and pressed himself tightly against her body, slowly stroking Yuko's buttocks through her skirt, while his other hand was 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, hehehehe...you have a great body."

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

The man's hands touched her buttocks and lower abdomen, and she immediately felt heat, which made the itching sensation even hotter.

The man's fingers traced the lines of her panties, resuming what they had done on the bus.

His hand slipped inside her skirt, pulling down the elastic bands of her panties and stockings from behind.

"That's it for now on the bus. Hehehe, what follows is what we're going to do this morning."

"..."

Yuko bit her lip, weakly shaking her head; if she opened her mouth, she would let out a shameful moan.

(Himuro...come...come save me...ah...) Yuko cried out in her mind.

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

"Ah...no...please don't do this..." Yuko desperately shook her head and buttocks.

The panties reached her thighs from the top of her buttocks, and the intense shame made Yuko faint, but the man didn't let up.

"How is it? Teacher, how does it feel to have your panties taken off 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, and a special feminine scent wafted out.

"Look at this, your pussy can't wait any longer. 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 came up behind Yuko like on a bus, stroking her buttocks and lower abdomen through her skirt.

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

The man's hand went inside 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...)

She didn't know how long she could buy him time; it was only a matter of time before the man's interest shifted to her lower body.

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

The man used a dagger to cut the buttons off her shirt and pulled it open, 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, and the itching from her nipples caused numbness in her lower body.

And what she had been holding back since morning seemed about to collapse. She desperately tried to endure it, feeling a burning heat in her vagina, and involuntarily twisted 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 all 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 flesh. 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. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to resist the man's hand, but that strength vanished instantly.

"You're ready to use now. You can't wait for a man's big thing to be inside you, can you?"

Yuko sobbed, gasping for breath, before the man withdrew his hand. Then he held the dagger to Yuko's neck and began to cut her clothes.

In no time, Yuko was completely naked.

"Your body is really nice. It's a waste to have someone like this as a school teacher." The man's eyes widened as he scanned her naked body.

"I want to touch you deep inside, 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 yourself?"

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 yet...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 the iron bar, the rope binding her hands in the center of the bar, her legs stretched out to the sides and suspended by the iron bar.

Yuko's head hung down, her naked body floating in the air, thus Yuko's pubic area was completely exposed.

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

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

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

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

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

"No...no!"

"I'm about to be raped. This is the first time I've ever seen a vagina this wet." The man parted her labia with his fingers, laughing mockingly.

"Hehehe, it seems like it's wriggling, begging for a man to penetrate it right now."

"Ah..."

"Teacher, you said you wanted something big to go in, so I'll put it in for you 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 me..."

But the man didn't rape Yuko immediately.

"I almost forgot to take a commemorative photo. It's a rare opportunity to stage a scene of raping a teacher; it would be a shame not to record it."

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

Yuko was even more terrified. Not only was she being raped, but it was also being filmed. This man was truly terrifying.

"Ugh...no..."

"Hehehe, you're all wet and still saying 'no'? Teacher, try to cry in a nice voice in front of the camera."

"No...don't use the camera..."

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

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

Then it switched to automatic recording.

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

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

"No...please spare me..."

Yuko's tearful eyes saw a blurry figure next to the camera, and besides this man, there were others... When she realized it was Himuro who had gone to ask for help, Yuko screamed hysterically:

"Ah! Himuro...come save me...save the 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 you here, teacher. Let him go in quickly, otherwise your vagina will really get rotten, because I put medicine on it last night."

Yuko couldn't understand Himuro's words immediately, but at this moment Himuro and the man were talking very 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 the man and became an accomplice in raping Yuko?

"Teacher is so stupid, it wasn't Iwatsu who wanted to play with you, it was me."

Yuko couldn't believe what Himuro said.

"Hehehe, I was just helping Young Master."

He also 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 Iwatsu's help.

"Himuro-kun, 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 writhed and cried out, her naked body hanging up.

"There's more lustful fluid than yesterday."

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

"No! Himuro...you said more than yesterday...more than yesterday..."

"Teacher, I told you. You forgot that yesterday I used drugs to make you unable to 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 a dream yesterday, teacher, 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 will react during intercourse." Himuro said, taking out a book on female physiology.

"No! No..."

"I've already seen the teacher masturbating in the toilet, it's strange if you say no."

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

Looking at the crying Yuko, Iwazu pulled down his pants and proudly brandished his magnificent penis.

Himuro was reading a book on female physiology, touching Yuko's vulva as if examining her.

"Iwazu, you can do it now."

"Yes. Young master, you can watch carefully. I'll teach you how to do it to a woman. Although she's unwilling now, please watch what she'll become in the end." "

Hmm, I'll watch. Then do it with the spirit of making her give birth."

Himuro seemed very happy, and his childish face made him even more terrifying.

"No...no!"

Yuko cried, making futile struggles to escape the man. The thought of being raped by Iwazu, and with Himuro watching, almost made her cry her heart out.

"Teacher, I've kept you waiting. As soon as the young master says 'start,' I'll put it in for you, hehehe..."

"No..."

"This is to help the young master learn. You need to be as sexy as possible so that the young master can see the structure of a woman's body clearly. Hehehe, it will make you ejaculate countless times."

Iwazu stood in front of Yuko's suspended body, preparing to rape her standing up so that Himuro could see clearly.

"No... Help..."

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

"I said, Ashikawa Yuko-sensei, don't move around. Be a good girl and be the young master's female body research subject."

"Help..."

"I'm going to put it in. Teacher, my thing is very big. It may feel tight at first, but it will get better soon."

Iwazu 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, who was staring down from above, made an excited sound.

*** *** *** *** ***

The humiliating lesson:

"Make Yuko get off the train when we arrive in Atami," Iwazu grabbed her arm and led her towards the ticket counter.

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

Yuko pleaded, her face contorted with fear. She had been given an enema by Himuro in the Shinkansen carriage and now felt an intense urge to defecate.

"Teacher, you can't go now. If I let you go to the toilet so soon, then my punishment will be meaningless, won't it?"

No one passing by would believe that Himuro was a terrifying, perverted boy about to take Yuko to hell's torture chamber.

"Please... spare me..."

Yuko's legs trembled, and every time she tried to squat down, Iwazu would pick her up and carry her forward. Iwazu 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 Iwazu, it's been a long time."

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

Two men who looked like henchmen bowed deeply to Himuro and Iwazu, 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 fear.

After getting into the car, Himuro had Yuko sit in the middle, while he and Iwazu sat on either side. One of the henchmen drove, and the other sat in the passenger seat.

"Young master, the goods you've gotten are quite good."

"She's a teacher from my school, with a great figure, especially her ass, which is simply amazing."

Himuro seemed very proud of himself. Yuko's lips trembled slightly, and she lowered her head without saying a word; 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 watched 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 have to cry when you encounter the young master's punishment."

"Hmm, to prevent the teacher from having any more thoughts of escaping, this time the punishment will be severe."

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

"Ah...no..."

Yuko cried and begged, but Iwazu ruthlessly tied Yuko's hands behind her back, the rope digging into her flesh above and below her full breasts.

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

Himuro let two henchmen admire her, while simultaneously caressing her breasts and her pubic mound, which had lost its black hair.

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

"No wonder the young master likes her, she's really amazing."

"It's a waste to make her a teacher. If she were to perform or solicit clients, she could definitely make a lot of money. Hehehe..."

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

Yuko trembled all over in fear, and the strong urge to defecate increased her fear. Her fully exposed breasts, stomach, and thighs were glistening with cold sweat.

"It's precisely because 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 happy to help with the torture."

"Alright, let's all torture 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 tying the other nipple, he asked Iwazu for help to spread Yuko's thighs apart.

"Ah...no..." Knowing what was about to happen, Yuko desperately twisted her buttocks.

"Teacher, you'd better behave. 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, caressing her labia, and then pinched her clitoris with his fingers.

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

Himuro continued to peel back the foreskin of Yuko's clitoris, exposing the clitoral hood, which he rubbed and pinched 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 method of dealing with women is truly ingenious." A henchman sitting in the assistant's seat flattered him. Himuro

chuckled lewdly, as if indicating that this was only the beginning, and pulled the fishing lines hard again, causing Yuko to scream in pain.

As they continued to play with her like this, the car stopped in front of a hotel that looked like a tavern.

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

Himuro pulled Yuko out, holding the three fishing lines. Yuko was like a puppet as she entered through the back door, where several young henchmen ran 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, she's a white tiger."

"Idiot, she's shaved. The way her clitoris is tied up 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 her irritating nakedness.

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 leather beds and a wooden horse, as well as a grate rack with locks 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."

A henchman 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...please 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 attached to her nipples and clitoris.

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

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

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

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 glances and smiled with satisfaction.

"Teacher, we still can't see her anus clearly."

"This side of her vulva isn't good either, we need to spread it wider."

Himuro pulled the fishing line again.

"Teacher, didn't you hear? They said we still can't see clearly."

"Ah..."

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

Yuko's vulva and anus were now exposed to the men, and the henchmen immediately chained 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, making sounds of admiration.

Himuro let the henchmen admire Yuko's naked body.

"Ah... don't look... don't look like that..."

Yuko cried and twisted in pain as her naked body was bound into a human shape. However, her cries gradually subsided, and her flushed face began to turn ashen.

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

"Teacher, you're useless, you still have to hold it in."

"Ah... but... I can't hold it in anymore..."

Yuko shook her head. She desperately tried to suppress the urge to defecate, though she could still tighten her anus, she couldn't help but writhe her hips, moaning, 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 very happy.

"Great, we'll help."

"Hehehe, it'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, writhing her hips. Already feeling a strong urge to defecate, this manipulation almost made Yuko 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 you've forgotten you need to poop?"

Himuro played along, pulling the fishing line.

"No more... ah..."

"Teacher, is it comfortable?"

"Ah... um... have mercy on me..."

Yuko writhed wildly, sweat flying everywhere, a sight that only pleased the men.

"Young master, this woman is sexy, she's already soaking wet..."

These henchmen were experts with women, and Yuko couldn't resist. She felt her sensuality burning hot.

"Ah..." Yuko could barely speak, only breathing heavily.

Iwazu, behind Yuko, said to Himuro, "Young master, everything is ready."

In Iwazu's hand was a huge glass enema container 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 too happy to speak?"

Himuro grinned, coming up behind Yuko and taking the enema container from Iwazu.

"Ah...no..."

The intense urge to defecate had reached its limit; if she were given 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 henchman'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. There was a dragon tattoo on his back, and a hideous, huge penis inlaid with pearls... Yuko wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound.

"Himuro...save me..." Yuko desperately begged Himuro.

The henchman was also looking at Himuro, waiting for him to say the next sentence. In this time, the huge penis kept swaying.

"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 entangle Yuko.

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

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

"So wet, 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 almost suffocated, her whole body trembling. The thick, huge rod filled her hole, almost making it split open.

"Great...her body is so good..."

Although Yuko cried, the tender flesh inside her hole tightly clung to the henchman's rod.

"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 hole would become.

"Hehehe, teacher, cry, that will make your vagina feel better."

"Oh..." Yuko's cries grew louder as the henchman's penis reached her cervix.

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

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

"Don't move like this. It'll be boring if you make the teacher feel good right away."

Himuro, looking from behind, could clearly see the dark penis deeply inserted into Yuko's vagina; "penetrating" would be the most appropriate word.

"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, that way 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 turned pale, her whole body shook violently, and her black hair fluttered.

"I can't take it... I can't take this enema... Ugh... My stomach is going to explode..."

"Teacher, the taste of vinegar must be terrible, 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. But this only made her clench the penis that the henchman had inserted into her vagina.

"Her vagina really tightens. If it were an ordinary man, he would have been finished long ago. Heh, 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 penetration." "Is

it really that good?...Let me have a taste too."

"How can I let go of something this good? Let me have my pleasure first."

"You can't have all the benefits to yourself. It's not possible. Let me have my turn..."

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 tube's handle while making a gesture to Iwatsu. Iwatsu nodded and stood up.

"Stop arguing, and don't try to monopolize her. 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 too good, so..."

"We dare not argue anymore..." The two henchmen bowed and scraped desperately.

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

"Ah...it's really wonderful, I didn't expect it to be so tight," the henchman exclaimed immediately, 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 henchman in front could enjoy the contractions.

Seeing the woman crying in pain, still reacting like this even when 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."

The henchman kissed Yuko's neck and shoulders, constantly caressing her breasts. Before receiving Himuro's permission, it could only be inserted like this, without any thrusting 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 gushing in.

"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-encrusted 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. Iwazu 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 Iwazu'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 now being raped by men from both front and back—it was the work of a devil.

Yuko's anus was stretched to its limit, almost to the point of tearing. Iwazu ignored her pain and 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 vision. Moreover, the fleshy penis inserted into her anus rubbed against the front of the penis through the thin mucous membrane, making her already fiery body spark even more.

"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 Iwazu sandwiched Yuko between them, waiting motionless for Himuro's command.

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

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

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

"Hehe, Teacher, hurry up and wiggle 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 numbness.

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

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

"Cry... Teacher, hurry up and wiggle 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, but the men inserting themselves in front of Yuko also kept rotating under these circumstances, which drove Yuko even more mad.

"Ah...ah..."

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

"Hehehe, teacher, it seems that pleasure has won over pain."

Himuro looked at Yuko and laughed. The two men inserting themselves in front of and behind Yuko also clearly felt it.

Not only did Yuko's writhing body have a bewitching aura, but the flesh in both her front and back holes tightly wrapped around the penises and writhed.

"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 this."

Iwatsu and his henchmen attacked Yuko with even more rhythm, trying to force her to orgasm. Suddenly, Iwatsu would stop, and only the henchmen in front would thrust, or vice versa, only Iwatsu would be 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 violently thrust her hips between the two men a few times, then her front and back orifices contracted together.

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

Himuro said happily, looking at Yuko. He didn't allow Yuko to relieve herself, loudly ordering Iwatsu and his henchmen,

"Don't let the teacher rest, make her orgasm continuously."

"Ugh...I already..."

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

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

"Hehe, we'll find out if it works by trying." Iwatsu and his henchmen began to thrust violently from both front and back again.

"Ah...no..." Yuko cried, she was really going crazy.

Her already limp body began to spark again. Her flesh 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 enthusiastically, the pain now turning into pleasure.

"Ah... I came again..."

Yuko's eyes rolled back, her legs straightened, spasming incessantly, the intense pleasure causing her to moan incessantly.

Even so, Himuro was not willing to let Yuko go, letting Iwazu and his henchmen continue to attack her.

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

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

"Cry and twist your hips!" He shook the semi-conscious Yuko awake and mercilessly penetrated her from behind.

"Ah... Please... Let me rest..."

In this chaotic state, she didn't know how many times she had come, Yuko could no longer speak, and breathing became difficult. Finally, her body convulsed uncontrollably.

"Young Master, this teacher is almost done," Iwazu said, thrusting into Yuko's anus.

Complete unconsciousness was only a matter of time. Hearing his trusted Iwazu say this, Himuro checked his watch.

"Alright. That's enough for now, but we'll give the teacher a final, powerful thrust."

"Yes, Young Master."

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

Yuko was practically 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 trembled, and a hoarse moan escaped her throat.

Iwazu and his henchmen sensed this final contraction and made their final thrusts, finally ejaculating what they had been controlling.

"Ah..."

Yuko felt a fiery surge 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 left Yuko's body, a mixture of yellow and white liquid gushed from her anus…

She didn't know how long she was unconscious, but a sharp, piercing pain made her body tremble before she finally awoke.

Her hands were bound behind her back, her naked body lying supine on a mattress, her legs spread wide, raised high and chained to the ceiling, a cushion under her buttocks, much like a baby being changed.

Iwazu and his 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. We need to let the teacher's body truly know the consequences so she won't try to escape anymore."

Himuro pulled the fishing line again, making Yuko cry out...

It wasn't until noon the next day that Yuko was released from the warehouse. 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.

After the makeup, Yuko looked nothing like the tragic torment she had suffered the night before, regaining her elegant beauty. But it was somewhat unbalanced with her still naked, mature body. After a series of sexually hellish tortures, Yuko's naked body added to her sexiness and womanly charm.

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

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

At this moment, he 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 car, with the henchmen sitting in the driver's seat and the passenger seat respectively.

After the car started moving, Yuko began to cry. Leaving the den of thugs, it was as if a tense string had loosened.

"Whether you come back here or not depends on the teacher."

He let Yuko's head rest against the back of the chair, her high-heeled legs spread apart, resting on Iwatsu and Himuro's legs respectively. When spread apart, they were almost a straight line.

"Ah..."

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

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

"..."

"Hehehe, I'll make everyone in the class see the teacher's naked body. Such a beautiful body, it would be a sin for me to possess it all by myself. So, I'll let everyone in the classroom see how happy I am to be tormented."

Himuro stroked Yuko's opening, 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 a chance to gang rape you, hehehe."

"Gang rape in the warehouse, or playing with the students in the classroom—choose one. But the warehouse is hell." The henchman driving the car laughed after saying this.

"Ah…you guys are going too far…"

Yuko cried. Even though she knew she wouldn't just be let go like this, it was still too much: exposing her body in front of the students, using her nakedness 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 looks like 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 give 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 you clean, and you'll end up being sold off."

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 give sex education to Yuko, 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 empty except for the swimming pool, except for the classroom where Yuko was the teacher, where most of the students were present.

This was because she had received a contact from Himuro and a summons from Ota and Motoki.

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

Yuko was led by Himuro and Iwazu towards the school 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. It was impossible for her to 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 became 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?" 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...I'll 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.

In an instant, 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 like this the most... because it feels so good... I want more... ah..."

The students, seeing Yuko writhing lasciviously, gradually developed lewd 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 rushed 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, except for Himuro, who stood there grinning.

"Teacher, let us see inside," Himuro said deliberately.

"Alright... look inside..." Yuko turned back to Iwatsu sadly, her voice trembling as she said,

"Please... spread them apart so we 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. At this moment, Iwatsu probed the entrance 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 making her entire body burn like fire.

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

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

Her vaginal opening writhed, releasing vaginal fluid, and her clitoris began to protrude.

(Ah... in front of the students... my body is actually reacting...)

"Teacher, there's fluid coming 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 rushed to touch her.

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

Hearing Yuko's shout, everyone quieted down.

The students came one by one to touch Yuko's vulva.

"Teacher, what is this?"

"That...that's a woman's vagina...don't dig so roughly inside..."

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

"Ah...are you all so interested in my body?... "

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

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

"Ah...that's enough."

"Teacher, what's enough?" Himuro asked maliciously.

"Teacher...you're already aroused...just use that big thing...let me cum..."

"Hehehe, is this what the teacher meant?"

Himuro showed Yuko the huge dildo. Yuko looked embarrassed, but still nodded slightly.

"The teacher said to insert this into the vagina." Himuro laughed after telling the other students.

"Don't laugh... Ah... Do it... Do it quickly..." Yuko cried.

"Please... Teacher is already so sexy... Don't make Teacher anxious..."

"Teacher, I'll give it to you, but you need an enema first."

"..."

Yuko couldn't speak. Himuro told her how to do it, but didn't mention an enema.

"You can already see the cute butt. It would be unfair if you 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 has two, almost a hundred."

"That many..."

Yuko's voice trembled. Even so, she spread her legs into an M shape, leaning her upper body against Iwatsu's legs, completely exposing her anus.

(Ah...do whatever you want...destroy me...) This thought arose in Yuko's mind.

"Hurry...hurry..."

"Teacher, you have to show everyone what it looks like when you cum, and what it looks like when

you poop." "Okay...look..." Yuko seemed to urge them , twisting her buttocks.

"Please, hurry up with the enema...insert something big 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...okay...ah..."

In a daze, Yuko let out moans without restraint, while desperately twisting her buttocks...

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