[A Tragic Teacher's Account]

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I graduated from teachers' college this year. Back then, I was considered a campus beauty; I'm 175cm tall,

taller than many models. Many men pursued me, but my standards were too high, and I didn't like them. After

graduation , I went to a vocational high school. One student relentlessly pursued me. His family was very wealthy. I

was almost 25, while he was only 17, and only 165cm tall, a head shorter than me. I

didn't want to date him, but he was cute and intriguing, so I slowly started playing the teacher-

student game.

It was summer, and we'd been dating for about a month, mostly just holding hands. No

man had ever touched my hand before. He seemed very honest, so he probably genuinely liked me. One weekend, he said he'd take me to

his house. I was quite excited. Saturday morning, I made a point of getting ready, taking a shower, letting my

hair grow long, and wearing a light yellow sundress, feeling like a pure and innocent young girl. He drove to his

villa in the suburbs. When we went inside, no one was home. In his upstairs bedroom, I sat

on the bed , and he sat on the sofa. We chatted for a few minutes, and then he suddenly grabbed my feet with both hands. I was barefoot at the time

, and he squeezed my feet tightly, saying they were very beautiful. I didn't move, and then he opened his mouth and bit my

toes. I found it amusing, thinking he probably felt like a student trying to please his teacher.
He kissed my feet for a while, then sat on the bed, hugged me, and kissed me. I didn't resist; I

cooperated But after a while, I noticed his hands touching my body. I looked down and saw that he had pulled my skirt down

to my waist, leaving me only in my bra. I didn't want things to continue, so I pushed him away and tried to get up to leave. But as I

stood up, perhaps because I was a little nervous, my skirt fell down, tripping me and making me fall to the ground. Now I

was only wearing my bra and panties. I tried to grab my skirt, but he stepped on it, then pounced on me, kissing me and

saying he loved me.
He took off my bra, and I struggled desperately. He wasn't as tall or strong as me, so he couldn't reach

me. Then he said he wanted to play a game, and inexplicably, I let him tie my hands behind my back. When I

couldn't move, he carried me to the bed, his hands tightly gripping my breasts, squeezing and biting them, my

nipples. I was too scared to scream, so I kept begging him to stop. I was terrified and cried.
I started to regret it; I never expected a high school boy to do this. He stood up and started taking off his clothes.

It was the first time I'd ever seen a man's penis; it was so big! I was terrified and screamed. He grabbed his

underwear and shoved it into my mouth. I struggled desperately, but he pulled it down.

I clamped my legs together tightly. He grabbed my feet and lifted my legs, but didn't separate them. He

bit my toes hard. I felt a sharp pain and loosened my grip. He spread my legs and

thrust into me, biting, licking, and touching my genitals. I was both ashamed and scared, still struggling

, but I couldn't scream.

He dragged my legs off the bed, stood between them, and squeezed my breasts tightly with both hands,

panting heavily , watching me excitedly. I could feel his penis on my lower abdomen. I knew what he was going to do next

and cried desperately. He guided his penis to my genitals, parted them a little, and inserted it slightly

. Then he squeezed my breasts again, twisting them hard. With a sudden force, he thrust his entire

penis into me. I felt a tearing pain, and I stopped resisting. He did this to me

for a while, and I felt something enter my lower body.
He sat on the bed to rest for a while, wiped my lower body clean with a towel, and said, "Teacher, you've worked hard too,

take a rest." After saying that, he hugged me and lay me on the bed. I was facing away from him, and his penis was touching my buttocks

. I felt only shame and regret.
He lay there for a while and then left. I couldn't untie the ropes on my hands, nor could I spit out the underwear in my mouth. He came

back after almost an hour. Seeing me still helplessly writhing on the bed, he said he would wash me and

carried me to the bathroom. He rinsed my lower body and anus with the shower, then carried me to the bathtub. I helplessly let

him do as he pleased, lying face down on the bathtub with my buttocks raised high, only able to balance on my head.
He then carried me back to the bed, made me lie face down, and placed a blanket and two pillows under my stomach

so that my buttocks were raised high. He spread my anus open with both hands and inserted his fingers into it, probing and

poking. I was in pain and ashamed, and unable and powerless to resist. He did this to me for a long time, and I felt a numb sensation inside

. He knelt beside me, grabbed my breasts with both hands, and pressed his penis against my anus. I

knew a little, but I couldn't move.
He excitedly thrust his penis in and out of my anus, while I could only cry and endure the tearing

pain and the burning sensation in my rectum. He did this to me for a long time before ejaculating into my anus again. He

rested on top of me for a while, then smeared something sticky into my vagina before taking

the underwear out of my mouth. I didn't know what to say at that moment; I could only cry. He gave me a glass of water, which I drank, but found the taste

a little strange.
He inserted a large, hard, cold syringe into my anus, pushing in what felt like water. I couldn't resist at

all ; my rectum felt swollen. He pulled me up and made me squat over the drain.

I controlled myself, refusing to pull out in front of him. He repeated this several times until my stomach

swelled up like I was several months pregnant. I still refused to pull out in front of him, feeling an indescribable

humiliation. He said, "If you don't want to, then don't." He then took a bottle of floral water, inserted the small end into my

anus, and forcefully blocked it. I cried out in pain. He told me to rest for a while and left.
I tried to get the bottle out, struggling on the bed, but after a while, I had a strange feeling,

something I couldn't describe—a strong urge for a man, an increasing desire for him to penetrate my vagina. I

gradually lost control of myself, and I realized he had given me an aphrodisiac. I knelt on the floor,

forcefully pushing the bottle into my anus, and began to moan. Just then, he came in. Actually, he hadn't left; he'd been

peeking at me from outside the door.
He sat down on the sofa, but I crawled towards him. He stuck one foot out and pressed it against my genitals. His

feet actually smelled terrible; I used to complain about it all the time. He was wearing cheap, yellowish-white woolen stockings, but I was still trying my best...

He used his toes to tease his genitals. He grinned wickedly and deliberately moved his feet around. Because my hands were tied behind my back and I

was heavily pregnant, it was difficult for me to cover my genitals with his toes. He used his toes to tease his genitals

, which I thoroughly enjoyed, soaking his socks completely.
Then he placed his other foot on my genitals, and the already wet foot on my breast. His

foot on my breast was covered in my fluids, which he rubbed onto my breast and then brought to my mouth. I, however, sucked the fluid off his

socks . He teased me with both feet like this, soaking both of his socks

, but my desire grew stronger and stronger. Then he stood up and took off his pants, indicating that I should give him oral sex. I had no

choice but to bite down on his penis and suck and lick it hard.
He was probably very satisfied with my performance. He carried me to the bed and sat on my mouth, his anus

facing my mouth. My hands were tied behind my back, and I could only make muffled sounds under his buttocks. He twisted

the bottle in my anus with one hand and slapped my belly hard with the other. My stomach was so bloated it felt like it was going to burst, but he kept

the bottle in my anus from coming out, forcing me to lick it. His anus, like his feet, was

stinking, but I licked it diligently. He got excited too, and suddenly pressed himself against me, shoving his penis into my

mouth. I got excited too, sucking it desperately. He ejaculated into my mouth and then sat on the bed.
But I had been given an aphrodisiac and wasn't satisfied, and I couldn't masturbate. I could only lick

him desperately, trying to please him by licking his feet, his anus, and his penis. After he ejaculated, he ignored me, kicking me

off the bed. My stomach almost burst, but I endured the pain and shamelessly crawled to his feet, licking him,

begging him to satisfy me. He looked at me with disdain; the once noble teacher now resembled a pregnant dog in heat

.
He was too lazy to satisfy me anymore and started kicking my lower body repeatedly. I, however, seemed to enjoy it, trying to align

my vulva his rain of kicks, accepting the pleasure mixed with excruciating pain. I don't know

how many times I orgasmed. He grew impatient and suddenly kicked me hard in the stomach. I screamed,

the bottle inserted into my anus was squeezed out, and the water I had been given began to spray out. I collapsed to the ground, and he

continued to stomp on my stomach with a wicked grin until it gradually subsided before he stopped. Then he took off his smelly

socks and actually stuffed them into my vagina. By this time, the effects of the aphrodisiac had mostly worn off, and I gradually drifted

off to sleep.
The next day, I don't know how long I slept, but he was watching a video he had recorded of me. He told me

I had performed exceptionally well the day before, so he gave me twice the dose of aphrodisiac. I didn't get back until Sunday night

; I was already unable to move and had taken several days off work.
After that, I became my student's toy. He would come to me whenever he had free time, no matter what I was doing

, even in my office or outdoors. I seemed to gradually begin to enjoy this dog-slave-like pleasure,

allowing him to play with me as he pleased, using his stinky feet to poke my vagina, rub my breasts, lick his stinky feet and anus. I gave

him oral and anal sex, letting him insert various things into my anus and there.
Later, he graduated, and we lived together. Then, he got me pregnant, but moved out

because he'd had enough of me.
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