Whip Teacher

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"These are the three of them." Zhou Donghua stared at the screen, as if trying to memorize their faces.
"I found their class, called these three guys out, and told them I was in charge of network security. I asked them what they were doing online this morning. The three of them swore they hadn't been online, because their club was having an event, and they went to the School of Humanities to ask girls for help. They even said... Yang Yun could vouch for them." "Huh?" Zhou Donghua was taken aback.
Gang Feng shrugged. "That's it." To be honest, Gang Feng didn't believe these three guys could do anything to Yang Yun.
He was in charge of the school's network, and all the information at Binzhou University was public knowledge to him. In his opinion, these three students were practically trash; they weren't even qualified to be bad guys. How many times would they have the guts to mess with Yang Yun?
Chen Jin came in and saw the screen, exclaiming, "Damn it!" "Dong-ge, why are you guys interested in these three idiots?" "You know them?" "Of course, they're from our department, a year below me, sophomores. They got beaten up the other day, their faces were swollen and bruised, and when asked, they stubbornly refused to say anything. The most useless guys. What happened? I can handle all three of them with one hand." Gang Feng laughed and said, "Dong-ge is just being paranoid. Engaged men are all like this—'So this is what fear feels like,' haha, I'm dying of laughter." Zhou Donghua also laughed, "Get lost." It seems he really is paranoid; as soon as he hears his girlfriend is with another guy, he feels something terrible is going to happen. It turns out their club was organizing an activity and asked Yang Yun for help.
Yang Yun is really something, too scared to say anything about something so small. Was his expression that scary back then?
"What are you talking about?" Chen Jin asked, confused.
"None of your business." Zhou Donghua slammed the laptop shut. "Oh, by the way, I lost my basketball, go buy me a new one." Chen Jin agreed and went to get it.
After seeing Chen Jin off, Zhou Donghua stood up and changed out of his sportswear. As he dressed, he reached for the cigarette pack in his pocket, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.
Gang Feng leaned against the window. "Hey, are you really that concerned about her?" "What's wrong?" "If something really happened, you'd be ready to kill someone." Zhou Donghua chuckled. "Is it that dramatic?" Gang Feng nodded. "Although you seem calm, you're clearly out of your mind. This isn't like the old you. Let's assume—I mean, hypothetically—that Yang Yun really wants to break up with you, what would you do?" Zhou Donghua paused, then slowly said, "If there's no other reason, and she's the one who initiates it, I'll wish her well." "Really?" "If she breaks up with me, it means that being with her is hurting her, so I'll back off." Zhou Donghua said, "A girl like Yang Yun shouldn't be hurt at all." "I'm sorry. I was too impulsive." Zhou Donghua said seriously, "A man making a fool of himself occasionally means he's in love. Forgive me, okay?" Yang Yun bit her straw and nodded.
Zhou Donghua had already apologized on the phone, and the two ate dinner at the restaurant as usual. Yang Yun whispered,
"Were you very angry then?" Zhou Donghua admitted, "I was very scared." "Why?" "Because girls are always more vulnerable than boys." Zhou Donghua hesitated for a moment, not mentioning Su Yulin's situation.
It was all Gang Feng's fault for meddling, holding the annual beauty pageant at Binzhou University and even putting his girlfriend on it. Now, countless boys at Binzhou University were fantasizing about his girlfriend's photo every day.
When he heard Yang Yun's classmate say that she went out with some hooligans, Zhou Donghua was stunned. His first thought was: Could the boys who took Yang Yun away be the same group that raped Su Yulin? Could his girlfriend be raped and blackmailed like Su Yulin? Looking back, the reason he didn't ask clearly then was because he was afraid to ask.
Now that his worries had subsided, Zhou Donghua felt completely relaxed. Looking at his girlfriend again, she seemed so pure and lovely. The question he dared not ask was now simply a topic of conversation.
"What did they want with you?" Sex. Or rather, promiscuity.
"They want me to join the cheerleading squad." "Cheerleading squad?" Who's lost their mind and wants Yang Yun to join the cheerleading squad? His girlfriend is sometimes as shy as a child; how could
she possibly participate in such an activity? Zhou Donghua laughed. "You didn't agree, did you?" "Yeah." Zhou Donghua's jaw almost dropped to the ground. "You agreed?" "I thought it would be a good opportunity to learn. I could meet more people. And I could do some exercise..." Zhou Donghua scratched his head, puzzled.
"Which club?" Yang Yun whispered, "Red Wolf Basketball Club." Zhou Donghua paused for a moment, unsure what to say.
"Qu Ming's basketball club?" "Yes." Zhou Donghua smiled wryly. "You mean, when I play against Qu Ming, my girlfriend has to cheer for that guy?" Yang Yun didn't speak.
Zhou Donghua sighed. "Tell me, did I do something wrong? Was it because I forgot your birthday, and I didn't buy you the puppy you wanted? Or did I eat your favorite food and upset you?" "No. I wanted to go myself." "Who's participating?" "They're still recruiting. Teacher Jing Li is the instructor." Zhou Donghua crossed his arms. "If I said I didn't want you to go, would you think I'm a narrow-minded man? Okay, I promise you. But you have to cheer me on during the competition." Cai Ji looked up from the screen. "Hey boss, what made you decide to start a cheerleading squad?" "What team doesn't have a cheerleading squad? We cheer during the game, and afterwards we get to cheer on the players!" Qu Ming picked up a ball and said to Cai Ji, "Go check on Big Dick. He's all alone over there, probably bored." Cai Ji turned off the computer. "I'm going now. Oh, right, Teacher Jing Li went to buy team uniforms. I'll have her help me with my homework when she gets back." Chen Jin inflated a brand-new basketball, weighed it in his hand, and said, "This is it. How much?" While they were haggling, a tall figure came out of the store.
Chen Jin's eyes lit up, and he stood up and said, "Teacher Jing Li, are you here to buy something too?" Jing Li gave him a cold look, seemingly not recognizing him, and handed a card to the clerk, saying, "Please deliver to this address." Remembering the rumor that Gang Feng had spread that this beautiful female teacher had been slept with by a male student from Binzhou University, Chen Jin was filled with curiosity. Jing Li appeared outwardly normal, still aloof, though her buttocks seemed a bit more perky than before… but Chen Jin wasn't sure.
The saleswoman glanced at the list, "Are the two bra sizes the same?" Jing Li nodded, said nothing more, swiped her card, and left the store.
Chen Jin craned his neck and saw that the order contained two sports bras and miniskirts. One set was probably Jing Li's, while the other was two sizes too small, but the bust size was an exaggerated 92E.
Chen Jin asked, "What style of sportswear is this?" The saleswoman smiled and said, "This is the uniform worn by cheerleaders. It's very revealing." The monotonous sound of a ball hitting the floor echoed in the empty basketball court. Qu Ming stood still, dribbling the ball back and forth. He quickly found his rhythm, then, holding the ball with both hands, he jumped and raised it overhead, extending his right arm forward. Qu Ming was wary of Zhou Donghua's height and jumping advantage, so this time, the ball's arc was higher than his usual shots. The ball hit the rim but didn't go in.
Qu Ming adjusted his angle, still using his familiar low-arc shooting motion. Compared to a fadeaway or high-arc shot, this method had a much higher chance of being blocked by Zhou Donghua. But Qu Ming didn't adjust his release angle. Trying to develop a different shooting style in three or four days was nothing short of wishful thinking.
Qu Ming's shooting became increasingly fluid, and he began practicing with his back to the basket, then turning to shoot.
Tonight's practice was still alone with Qu Ming, but in the audience, besides Jing Li, Yang Yun was also present. Every shot Qu Ming made left a deep impression on them.
"Yang Yun, how does your boyfriend like to shoot?" "He...he likes to jump and shoot facing people." Qu Ming recalled. Zhou Donghua once jumped up and dunked against his defense. They both jumped at the same time, but when Qu Ming reached the top and started to descend, Zhou Donghua lingered in the air for half a second longer before calmly dunking the ball over his head.
Qu Ming felt a surge of annoyance. He stopped and dribbled the ball with his left hand, saying, "Teacher Jing Li, you guard me." Jing Li knew he wanted to rest, so she got up and walked onto the court. Before she was even in position, Qu Ming swept past her and scored.
Jing Li said reproachfully, "That doesn't count." "Again." Qu Ming dribbled the ball, and when Jing Li was in position, he pushed the ball between the female teacher's legs. Jing Li quickly squeezed her knees together, but it was too late.
Qu Ming caught the ball and said with a smile, "Again." This time, Qu Ming used a behind-the-back shot. Jing Li stood behind him, mimicking the players' movements, spreading her arms and using her body to block his shooting angle.
"Closer." Jing Li's firm breasts pressed against Qu Ming's back. Qu Ming dribbled the ball while rubbing his back against Jing Li's breasts. Suddenly, he pulled forward, turned his body, and Jing Li cried out, throwing herself into Qu Ming's arms with her breasts thrusting out.
Qu Ming hugged her and laughed, "Teacher's reaction is too slow. Next, I'll teach you how to break through." Qu Ming's body suddenly shifted to the side, as if to break through from the left, then to the right. The female teacher barely managed to block, and Qu Ming suddenly turned around, taking a big step to the side. The female teacher didn't have time to react, still in the same position, and Qu Ming had already broken through behind her, then turned around and shot. The basketball hit the female teacher's round buttocks with a crisp sound.
Qu Ming caught the rebounding ball and said, "Breaking through the teacher's defense is as easy as breaking through the teacher's hymen." Jing Li spread her legs, knelt on the court, and gave him a seductive look. "You've already played with the teacher's virginity, and you're still laughing at the teacher." Qu Ming tossed the ball and said, "Teacher, let me play with your butt for a while." Jing Li pulled her short skirt up to her waist, then pulled her panties down to her thighs, sticking out her snow-white buttocks. The basketball "thump thump thump..." hit the female teacher's plump, snowy buttocks, making her white, shiny buttocks tremble. Before long, Jing Li's smooth, white buttocks were red from being hit by the basketball.
While Qu Ming practiced playing on the teacher's bouncy, beautiful buttocks, he called Yang Yun to his side and asked her to take off her top.
Yang Yun's two breasts were high and firm, with strange red marks the size of a palm on them, which seemed slightly swollen. After being given two injections of anesthetic by the sex shop owner at noon, Yang Yun felt her breasts were swollen and hot. She assumed it was a side effect of the anesthetic and didn't dare say anything.
Qu Ming collected the ball. "Where are the cheerleading uniforms?" The two girls took off their dresses and changed into their brand-new uniforms on the court. Cheerleading uniforms are always brightly colored and sexy, and these two were no exception. The outer layer was a bottomless bra that barely covered her breasts, like a shortened vest. Underneath was a thin red bra. The miniskirt was the same golden yellow material as the bra, only reaching above the thighs.
For this rehearsal in front of the club president, Jing Li only let Yang Yun wear the outer bra and miniskirt, leaving her without underwear. Yang Yun's narrow bra was stretched taut by her breasts, hanging in front of her chest, revealing the round bottom of her nipples. She was petite, but her figure was exceptionally well-developed, with full breasts, a pert bottom, and smooth, white skin, making her look like a beautiful doll.
In contrast, Jing Li's mature physique seemed somewhat inappropriate in the girlish cheerleading uniform.
Qu Ming looked her over and said, "You're the instructor, you should wear a bodysuit." The bodysuit she had made at the sex shop had been sitting in the dressing room closet. Jing Li took it out, opened the packaging, and inside was a soft red leather outfit. The leather was thin and smooth, feeling like a second skin against her body.
Jing Li stripped naked and put the leather outfit on. The bodysuit was made perfectly to fit her figure, with a tight waist that clung to the curves of her torso, but only went up to below her breasts, leaving her chest completely exposed above, with only two leather straps with metal buckles. She didn't know how to use them.
"The straps can be separated." Jing Li looked down and pulled, only to find that the straps were two straps joined together, which could be separated like leather rings around her breasts. The two middle straps were sandwiched between her cleavage, wrapped around the back of her neck, and fastened with metal buckles, lifting her breasts up, making them tremble slightly in front of her chest.
Yang Yun watched as her teacher donned the leather bodysuit, feeling both ashamed and alluring. The leather was supple and glossy, both seductive and luxurious.
The bodysuit was triangular at the bottom, with a strap hanging down and a metal ring suspended from it. Jing Li spread her legs, threading the thin leather strap under her body and fastening it behind her buttocks. The triangular piece of leather covered her lower abdomen, enveloping her plump mons pubis.
Accompanying the bodysuit were a pair of red high heels and a stiff, thin leather whip, similar to the pointer she used in class, but more flexible. Jing Li straightened her back, the bodysuit clinging to her white skin, outlining her beautiful body even more captivatingly.
Qu Ming used the thin whip to tease the female teacher's nipples and said to Yang Yun, "Isn't the teacher very lewd?" Yang Yun nodded.
"You tell her," Yang Yun said, "Teacher, you're so lewd... dressing like this for the club president to play with." Jing Li said, "I'm sorry, teacher likes to prostitute herself to Qu Ming." Qu Ming hugged Yang Yun, "Such a lewd teacher, how do you think we should play with her?" Yang Yun bit her lip, "Use a whip to penetrate her vagina." "Yang Yun is so naughty, wanting to play with the teacher like this." Jing Li moved the movable metal ring at the bottom of her panties to her abdomen, so that she could expose her genitals without unbuttoning her tight-fitting panties.
The female teacher, wearing a tight-fitting panty, knelt in the center of the court with her legs spread, her upper body leaning back, her hands spreading her thighs. The metal ring was aimed directly at the female teacher's soft and luscious vulva, revealing the red and tender vaginal opening in the middle.
"Be gentle, teacher's genitals are very delicate." Yang Yun took the black hard leather whip, passed it through the metal ring, and inserted it into the female teacher's soft and tender vagina. Jing Li's breasts rose, and her vulva writhed slightly under the stimulation of the whip. She gazed at Qu Ming, her eyes filled with a tender, alluring expression.
If Chen Jin saw this, he would surely wonder if the cold, aloof female teacher from that afternoon was the same person.
Yang Yun was experiencing another woman's genitals for the first time, appearing both nervous and shy, with a slight thrill. The area where the whip entered was soft and tight; the slightly dry flesh seemed to cling to the whip, sliding back and forth with its movements, sending forth an intoxicatingly smooth sensation.
Night had fallen.
Ba Shan and Cai Ji sat in the bar, not even calling Ah Huang, and Wen Yi, whom they often drank with for entertainment, was not present; it was just the two of them.
Bashan muttered, "What does the boss mean? The bar's all renovated but he's not opening it, and he's not using the casino either. He's just sitting around doing nothing all day." Cai Ji shrugged. "The boss already has enough money, and he's not planning to make any more. Opening the bar is just for fun. The casino's customers are all acquaintances of that Wen guy; bringing them back might cause trouble." Bashan had always found it strange. "That bitch Wen Yi is more obedient than a dog. We even have video footage of her committing murder. What's the boss worried about?" "It's precisely because she's too obedient. Don't forget, she's older than me..." "They're halfway there, how could they be so well-behaved? The boss has to compete with Zhou Donghua, he doesn't have time to deal with things here." Bashan scratched his head, "But she's quite obedient." Cai Ji laughed and said, "Big Dick, I can't bear to say anything to you. She has no chance right now, locked up in the bar, hasn't even been home. You, Ah Huang, and his brothers are watching her all day, and no customers come in, of course she's obedient. Just you wait, after the boss finishes his competition, he'll be on vacation, then you'll see." There were two bottles of wine on the table, Bashan drank one glass at a time, Cai Ji could only take a sip. The one with the best alcohol tolerance among the three was Qu Ming, if he were here, he would have drunk two more bottles.
Bashan asked somewhat worriedly, "Caiji, can the boss win this time?" Caiji, flushed from drinking, leaned back in his chair and said, "Winning is simple. All we need is for the boss to perform exceptionally well, and for Zhou Donghua to falter." Bashan was skeptical. "Will Zhou Donghua falter? It's just a woman—you could kill a woman in front of the boss, and he wouldn't even blink." Caiji laughed. "If that happens, the boss will perform exceptionally well—can you?"

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