[Female students from art schools] (93)

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Chapter 93. The principal... I sensed something was off about his tone, and

I didn't miss the detail of him locking the door earlier.

"Principal..."

I realized the danger was approaching, but I dared not do anything. Just like Zhang Yan said, we are always at a disadvantage in

life . If we resist, if we refuse, perhaps life will make it impossible for us

to continue living.

I gradually understood the darkness of this world, and slowly grasped the meaning of the saying, "When you're under someone's roof,

you have to bow your head." The principal's hand became restless; it moved from my hair and slowly moved to the collar of

my trench coat . 　　"Principal, I..." 　　The principal smiled and lowered his head. "Xiao Ruo, you've done very well in respecting your teachers and repaying their kindness. But do you know? Actually, teachers don't need repayment. You give them things or money, and they don't care . As someone who serves the people, I will dedicate my life to loving my students. Xiao Ruo, please let me love you just this once, okay?" 　　His voice trembled again, and his hand reached for the collar of my trench coat, slowly slipping inside. 　　"Principal, no..." 　　I was on the verge of tears, but my shy, tearful expression seemed to excite this beast even more. His eyes turned bloodshot and greedy. He pulled me into his arms, his hands kneading my chest , his lips already kissing my face. 　　I struggled desperately, but I never expected this fifty-something-year-old bastard to have such strength. He bound me tightly like a coil of wire. 　　"Xiao Ruo, are you really unwilling to let your teacher show you some pity?" 　　He whispered in my ear, his voice carrying an unmistakable threat. 　　"Principal, no, no..." 　　"No, is that it?" 　　He chuckled. "Fine. As a student, I feel your character is simply not good enough to survive in this school. Besides, I know people in all those film crews you're involved in. Zhang Xiao Ruo , if you really don't appreciate my good intentions, then just pretend I didn't say anything. What do you think?" 　　As he spoke, his hands showed no intention of moving away from my body. He had completely slipped his hands inside my trench coat collar, his hands roaming greedily through my t-shirt. My breasts felt hot from his caresses , and my whole body began to react. 　　I remained silent. I knew my resistance was futile; I could only let my tears flow freely . 　　"Well? Xiao Ruo, have you thought it through?" 　　His laughter echoed in my ears. 　　I nodded indifferently. 　　"What does nodding mean? I don't understand!" 　　His true colors were completely exposed. 　　I could only grit my teeth, "Principal, please show some pity on Xiao Ruo, okay?" 　　He chuckled wickedly, "Xiao Ruo, you're the one who begged me to do this, so I 'll have to reluctantly oblige." 　　One of his hands remained on my full, firm breasts, while the other slowly moved to my waist. He slowly untied the belt of my trench coat. He was somewhat impatient, and the moment the belt was pulled off, his hand suddenly slipped inside the trench coat's seam, expertly roaming over my thighs. 　　A surge of intense stimulation rushed through me. The old bastard's technique was superb. His hand was placed on the inside of my legs, constantly and gently scratching and stroking, sometimes lightly tapping, sometimes slowly touching the butterfly below my abdomen. The thin gauze covering the soft grassland was so transparent. He slowly pulled on the strap of my panties, his hand murmuring as it slipped inside. 　　"Mmm..." 　　I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. 　　The old bastard was aroused by the sound, and he grabbed my full, firm breasts and rubbed them hard, making me cry out in pain. 　　"Mmm... Hmph..." 　　"Isn't it good? Xiao Ruo!" 　　He chuckled and kissed my cheek again. "Scream, scream louder, it sounds so good to me!" 　　As he spoke, he began to play with every part of my body. His hands were like those of a professional. He unbuttoned the first button of my trench coat and put his whole hand inside. He lifted my t-shirt and almost rudely reached through the gap in my bra to touch my nipples. 　　I was so excited I forgot myself, but this old bastard wouldn't stop. He moved even faster, quickly tearing open my thong and thrusting wildly across my green field. A wave of tingling pleasure washed over me, accompanied by the sensation and stimulation from my full breasts. I couldn't take it anymore, and a warm current gushed out like a burst dam. 　　"Ah..." 　　I cried out even louder. I knew this old bastard wasn't afraid of my cries, because the office was definitely soundproof. He must have done all sorts of heinous things here. 　　"Xiao Ruo, didn't you tell me not to? Now you're crying out quite loudly. Tell your teacher, do you want it or not?" 　　I was dazed, my mind a mess from the excitement. I just instinctively clung to him, moaning, "Principal, I want it, I want it..."

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