[The True Story of Xue Tao] (19) Striptease in the Classroom

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(19) A Striptease in the Classroom
You raped me,
and yet I fell in love with you.
If this is Stockholm syndrome,
then I'm willing to be terminally ill.
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After I took her back to her apartment building, Ms. Fang was still completely naked, except for a leather
collar around her neck. She didn't ask me for any clothes. After getting out of the car, she took a key from a small mailbox and
turned to go upstairs to go home. I called her back, went over, hugged her, and gently kissed her forehead
, saying, "Teacher, wear a skirt to class tomorrow."
"Okay..." Ms. Fang's face flushed red.
I kissed her hair again, patted her smooth, jade-like buttocks, and said, "Okay, baby, go back now,
get some rest, goodnight."
Teacher Fangfang obediently nodded. As I got on my bike to leave, she suddenly called me back, whispering
, "Xue Tao, be careful riding your bike." Before she finished speaking, she "whooshed" up the stairs, climbing them
as fast as a rabbit. I didn't know if her words were concern or a curse.
Anyway, today's training was very successful and enjoyable. If I train her a little more tomorrow,
I'll probably completely conquer her.
When I got home, it was already past 3 a.m., and I'd played with her for over five hours. I washed up and
opened my backpack to check today's spoils. This time, I brought back all her clothes: a dress, bra,
panties, and sandals. I kept the bra and panties as souvenirs; the dress and sandals were useless, I'd return them to her tomorrow.
I was a little tired from playing today, so I lay in bed and sketched out my plans for tomorrow before drifting off to sleep,
the scent of her panties lingering in my ears.
The next day, Fang Fang really did wear a skirt to school, but it was a knee-length gray suit skirt
with a gray women's blazer on top. This was the school's uniform, one that all the teachers had.
Sigh, she actually wore this skirt when I asked her to. Oh well, I'll deal with her about clothing later. Today,
this formal attire made her look quite elegant.
After class started, Fang Fang kept stealing glances at me, walking back and forth near my desk while lecturing,
her shapely buttocks intentionally or unintentionally brushing against me. When I looked up at her, she would shyly lower her gaze. That alluring
magnolia scent made me really want to fuck her hard right then and there. At lunchtime, I didn't rush to find her; my plan was for the afternoon. I wanted her 　　to rest
properly at noon .
This afternoon, the entire senior grade was to have a school-wide assembly. We'd been notified several days in advance that the principal was going to give
the senior students a long, rambling speech about preparing for the college entrance exam. All senior students and their
teachers were to attend, and the meeting would be held in the lecture hall. This was a golden opportunity to 　　"train" her;
our principal would definitely ramble on all afternoon, meaning all the senior classrooms would be empty this afternoon, allowing me 　　 to thoroughly "train" her. In the afternoon, after the assembly began, all the senior teachers and students arrived, filling the huge lecture hall to capacity. 　　 I listened absentmindedly to the principal's monotonous ramblings. Fang Fang slowly moved closer, 　　sitting quietly and elegantly beside me. 　　 I glanced around, deciding the time was right, and whispered in her ear, "Teacher, 　　let's go back to the classroom." 　　 Fang Fang guessed what I was planning, obediently nodded, got up to give the class monitor a few instructions, 　　and then went back to the classroom with me. 　　 After entering the classroom, I picked her up, spun her around, and kissed her, saying, "Teacher, 　　why are you dressed so formally today?" 　　 Fang Fang looked down at herself and whispered, "You asked me to wear a skirt last night, so I wore 　　this." 　　 I said, "Couldn't you wear a shorter skirt?" 　　 Fang Fang said shyly, "This...this is the shortest skirt I have. I only have four skirts in total. 　　One is the one I wore last night, which I left with you. Another is the straight skirt I wore when I went to your house; that one is longer, and 　　I was afraid you wouldn't like it, so I didn't wear it. Then there's the nightgown I wear at home, the one you saw when you came to my house, 　　the red one, which doesn't look appropriate to wear out." 　　 After hearing Fang Fang's explanation, I was a little surprised. Such a beautiful woman, only four skirts? What kind of life does she lead 　　? 　　 I looked down at her feet again; she was wearing square-toed leather shoes and flesh-colored short socks. She really had 　　a lot of those kinds of socks. I pointed to her feet and said, "And these shoes, teacher, you don't have high heels?" Fang Fang said, "I... I've never worn high heels. The sandals I wore last night had 　　the highest 　　 heels of all my shoes ." 　　 "Oh? Teacher, how many pairs of shoes do you have?" When I first came to this school, she was wearing 　　these same leather shoes. It's been a month now, and apart from those sandals, I haven't seen her wear any other shoes. 　　 "I have... quite a lot of shoes..." Fang Fang's voice trailed off. 　　 I said, "How many pairs?" 　　 "Two pairs..." Fang Fang's weak voice was filled with genuine self-consciousness, and I felt a little sorry for her. 　　 "You only wear these two pairs of shoes all year round?" I asked in surprise. 　　 Fangfang said, "Yes, sandals are for summer. They're plastic, and when they get dirty, I just brush them and they dry quickly. Leather shoes don't 　　need brushing; just wiping them with a cloth is enough. They can be worn in three seasons." 　　 I said, "You wear the same pair of shoes every day, aren't you afraid they'll get smelly?" 　　 Fangfang said, "My feet don't sweat, so there's no odor. I just air them out properly on the weekends 　　." 　　 Fangfang's feet were fair, soft, and delicate, and indeed, there was no odor whatsoever, nor 　　the slightly sour, sweaty smell of other women's feet. There was only a faint body fragrance, the kind of magnolia scent that emanated from her. 　　 Seeing my surprised look, she added softly, "Too many shoes mean too many worries..."

I laughed, "Teacher, you're so carefree! Where are your stockings? Don't you have any stockings?"
Fang Fang said, "I'm wearing stockings right now."
I said, "I meant thigh-high stockings."
Fang Fang said, "Oh, um, I don't have any. I always wear pants, I can't wear thigh-highs."
"Teacher, you're so pretty, you should wear pretty clothes, don't dress so old-fashioned." I paused, then
touched her face and lewdly laughed, "But I still prefer you naked, haha."
"Ah...naked...naked..." Fang Fang blushed again.
"Teacher, here's your skirt and shoes back." I went back to my desk, took her dress and sandals out of my bag,
and returned them to her.
Fang Fang came over and took the skirt and sandals. She looked at them, then lowered her head and whispered, "And the underwear..."
I said, "Of course I'll keep the bra and panties the teacher wore. They still have the teacher's scent on them;
they're priceless treasures. How can I give them back to you? I'll confiscate what you're wearing today too."
Fang Fang said, "But they're all dirty...unwashed..."
I said, "That's what I wanted. Would they still smell like you if they were washed?"
Fang Fang said, "You like my scent?"
I said, "Of course, like a magnolia flower. Just smelling it makes my dick hard. Hey, sit here first and change your shoes
."
"Okay." Fang Fang obediently sat down like a little girl, muttering very softly, "You like
my scent..."
I squatted down in front of her to take off her shoes. Fang Fang immediately came to her senses and quickly stopped me, flattered, saying,
"Oh...I can do it myself."
"Don't move, I'll take them off for you," I commanded firmly. Fang Fang obediently withdrew her hand.
After I took off all her shoes and socks, I held her socks to my nose and smelled them; a faint scent of feet wafted out.
Fang Fang lowered her head and glanced at me shyly, saying with a mixture of embarrassment and delight, "Xue Tao, why are you smelling my socks
?"
I chuckled lewdly, "Hehe, I'm going to kiss your little feet too. I haven't had
a proper taste of such pretty little feet yet."
As I spoke, I picked up her pair of fair and delicate jade feet and kissed them passionately against my face.
Fang Fang's feet were beautiful, irresistible to touch. Because she had never worn high heels, her foot bones were
very well-maintained, without any deformities, and the veins and blood vessels were not bulging; her soles were slender and soft, with even bone and flesh;
the arches of her feet were beautiful, pink and rosy, without a single dead skin; her toes were small and exquisite, round and smooth, and her toenails
were not painted, each one with a healthy sheen.
I despise women who wear nail polish, whether on their hands or feet; it always looks vulgar. A slightly transparent nail
polish is alright, but those bright reds, purples, blacks, and blues are utterly disgusting, especially on the feet—
any color makes me nauseous. I only like pure things.
These jade-like feet, paired with her long, shapely legs, were a truly perfect combination.
I carefully licked her feet from toes to ankles several times, indulging in my foot fetish. Then, I
suddenly looked up and saw Fang Fang covering her mouth with her hands, staring at me with a dazed look, her eyes watering, filled with
emotion, almost on the verge of tears.
"Teacher, what's wrong?" I asked her curiously. It was just licking her feet; was it really necessary to make such
an expression?
Fang Fang quickly lowered her head, revealing her signature shy demeanor, and whispered, "No one has ever kissed my
feet..."
I said, "Teacher, do you like it?"
Fang Fang nodded shyly, "Mmm..."
I said, "Then from now on I'll kiss you every day, not just your feet, but also your big white buttocks, your big breasts
, your cunt and anus, I'll kiss, no, lick, every part of your body, okay
?"
"Mmm... mmm..." Fang Fang covered her face tightly, nodded vigorously, and two thin lines of tears
quietly seeped from between her snow-white fingers.
I took a tissue and wiped her feet, then helped her put on her shoes. While putting on her shoes, Fang Fang didn't exchange any more pleasantries with me
, just staring blankly at me, letting me do as I pleased.
After putting on her shoes, I patted her head and said, "Teacher, get up, it's your turn to perform."
Fang Fang stood up and asked me in confusion, "Perform a show? What do I have to perform? Here?"
I said, "Yes, teacher, how about you do a striptease on the stage first?"
Fang Fang exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? A striptease?"
I said, "Yes, you know what a striptease is, right?"
Fang Fang said, "I know... but... I can't do it..."
"It's okay, don't you know how to dance modern dance? It's all the same, just take off your clothes while you dance." I
took out a small portable music player, put it on the teacher's desk, and said, "Look, I've prepared the music for you."
"But..." Fang Fang said shyly.
I said angrily, "Teacher, are you unable to dance or do you not want to dance?"
"No, no, don't be angry, I'll dance, I'll dance!" Fang Fang walked to the podium with her head down, clutching the hem of her dress,
and said, "Shall I dance now? I... I'll change into that dress first..."
I said, "Oh? Why does Teacher want to wear that dress?"
Fang Fang said, "Because... it's a teacher's uniform, I can't dance in it..."
I said, "Hmm, okay! Teacher, you can dance in this teacher's uniform, that'll be sexy."
Fang Fang said, "Ah? Xue Tao, how can this be... I'm your..."
I said, "You slut, what should you call me? Forgot again?"
Fang Fang quickly lowered her head, "Ah... Master, Master..."
I said, "You forgetful dog, what were you trying to say you were to me?"
Fang Fang stammered, "I... I'm a sex slave... I was trying to say... a sex slave is Master's sex slave...
Master's little bitch..."
I said, "Then what should you do now?"
Fang Fang said, "The sex slave will perform a striptease for Master, please enjoy..."
"Um...wait a minute." I picked up a pen and quickly wrote a few lines on a piece of paper, then handed it to her and said,
"Teacher, these are your lines. Memorize them quickly. Before you dance, introduce yourself first, saying your
name, occupation, age, height, weight, measurements, cup size...oh, by the way, teacher, what cup
size are you? With such big breasts, you must be at least a G cup."
"I...H..." Fang Fang's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.
I exclaimed excitedly, "Wow, I never thought even a top-tier breast appraiser like me could be wrong!
You truly are a teacher, a super big-breasted queen! Okay, okay, when you introduce yourself later, you need to emphasize your cup size,
understand?"
Fang Fang said, "Yes..."
I said, "After you introduce yourself, recite the lines on that piece of paper. There aren't many lines, have you memorized them all
?"
Fang Fang said, "Hmm... I've memorized them."
I said, "Good, teacher, you need to take off all your clothes then, nothing on your body is allowed."
Fang Fang said, "Should I take off my shoes too?"
I said, "Yes, shoes last. After you're completely naked, let your hair down and continue with another nude dance.
You decide the movements yourself, show off your big breasts, and your cunt and asshole. Make the performance a little lewd, don't
disappoint me."
Fang Fang said, "Yes, slut obeys..."
I said, "Let me think of something else..."
"Ah, Master, here's your necklace back." Fang Fang took a black leather choker from her pocket and
gently placed it in front of me. "This is too precious; this slave really can't accept it."
I slapped my forehead and said, "I thought something was missing. Here it is. Come on, let me put it on you.
You don't need to take it off; just wear it all the time. I already said it's a gift, so please accept it. This is
a reward from your master; do you still want to disobey?"
"No, this slave wouldn't dare. This slave thanks Master for the reward." Fang Fang obediently revealed her fragrant neck, allowing me to put
the choker on.
After it was on, Fang Fang said again, "Master, should this slave put on some makeup first, and then... then perform?
There are cosmetics in the office."
I said, "No need. Teacher looks most beautiful without makeup. Only ugly women need makeup.
True beauties don't need worldly adornments."
"Yes, then this slave will begin the performance." Fang Fang's eyes were full of the joy of being praised.
"Okay, perform well, I'll record it for you." I took out the DV camera from my bag and found a suitable
seat to sit down.
Fang Fang said, "Ah? Xue Tao... Master, you want to record a video?"
I said, "Of course, such a wonderful moment should be recorded. Don't nag me, and don't make me angry
."
Fang Fang said, "Yes, Master..."
"Alright, get ready, Aishen!" I started filming.
Fang Fang quickly straightened her clothes and hair, lowered her head and whispered, "H-Hello...everyone, I...
I..."
"Cut!" I shouted angrily, glaring at her. "Teacher, look at the camera, smile
, don't be shy. Next time, ready, start!"
Fang Fang forced a smile and said, "H-Hello...everyone, my name is...Fang Fang..."
I said, "Cut! Teacher, can you be a little more natural? Why are you so nervous? It's not like you're on TV,
just on a computer. Smile naturally, look at you, your smile looks like you're crying. Remember, a more lewd expression, let's do it again
!"
Fang Fang nodded timidly, looking at the camera with an awkward smile, saying, "Hello everyone, I...I'm called...I'm called
...I'm called Lewd..."
"Bang!" I slammed my hand on the table, glaring at her and saying, "Teacher Fang, what the hell do you mean
? Are you messing with me?"
"Ah, no, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master, please don't be angry, please give me another chance, I
promise I'll be good..." Fang Fang hurriedly explained to me, her little mouth no longer stuttering.
I didn't speak, just stared at her coldly. Fang Fang was somewhat at a loss under my gaze, then
her whole body began to tremble, and finally she suddenly knelt down on the platform before me, admitting her mistake with a look of panic,
and at the end she even slapped herself.
Her posture really made me feel a lot. This woman must have been a maid in her past life, look at her lowly appearance,
so pure and upright.
I stopped her and said, "Alright, then I'll give you one last chance, wipe your face first."
Fang Fang nodded quickly, "Yes..."
Fang Fang took a wet wipe and wiped her face and knees, untied her hair and put it back up, straightened her clothes, took
two deep breaths, lowered her head and pondered for a while, then slowly raised her head, her eyes bright, her spirits high, her whole body exuding an artistic
aura. I raised the DV camera, gestured to her, and started filming.
Fang Fang faced the camera and smiled sweetly, "Hello everyone, my name is Fang Fang. I'm a Chinese language
teacher at St. Suka Middle School, and also Master Xue Tao's loyal sex slave and wanton little bitch. I'm twenty-five years old,
1.74 meters tall, weigh 58 kilograms, have a bust of 102 centimeters... H-cup, a waist of 62 centimeters, and hips of 94
centimeters. Look, these are my H-cup breasts, H-cup, you know."
After saying that, Fang Fang puffed out her chest and buttocks, striking a pose she thought was very sexy—I don't know where she learned it from—
bending her body into an S-shape, her hands caressing her two large breasts through her suit jacket, and playfully winking at me.
I nodded in satisfaction and gave her an approving gesture. Although Fang Fang's expression was still a bit reserved
, and her smile was a little stiff, this was already a miracle; her performance completely exceeded my expectations, so she deserved some encouragement
.
Seeing my encouragement, Fangfang's eyes brightened, and a happy expression appeared on her face. She continued,
"My feet are size 37, and my owner loves my feet the most..." As she spoke, she proudly lifted her little feet
and gently tapped her heels.
I immediately stood up, zoomed in, and took a close-up photo of her little feet. Not bad, she's getting into character.
"I am a lewd and perverted woman, a vulgar and lustful female teacher. I like to run naked, I like to be
a bitch, I like to tie myself up with ropes and let others play with me, I like to have my breasts and buttocks spanked by my master
, I like to be fucked by my master's big cock. I will always be my master's loyal sex slave, a little bitch in heat..."
Fang Fang said, her pretty face flushed, reciting the lines I had prepared for her. Although it sounded a bit stiff and
emotionless, like reciting a text, coming from the mouth of such a beautiful woman as Fang Fang, it still made everyone's blood boil and made them
want to get an erection.
After Fang Fang finished reciting those simple lines, she said one last thing: "Next, please enjoy my
female teacher striptease for my master Xue Tao." Then she turned on the Walkman on the lectern, which played
the most popular South Korean hot song at the time.
Fang Fang danced a sexy modern dance to the hot and energetic melody. During the dance, Fang Fang seemed to instantly
become a different person, without shyness and servility, full of youthful vitality. Her body writhed passionately
, her hands occasionally caressing her large breasts, her eyes gradually becoming alluring and seductive, her lips slightly parted,
her tongue lightly licking.
I stepped back a few paces, zooming out the camera to capture a wide shot, including
the blackboard behind her covered in chalk writing, the school motto above it—"Unity, Diligence, Seriousness, Liveliness"—and the desks and chairs
piled high with textbooks under the podium. Then I zoomed in, focusing on filming her entire body.
Fang Fang had a natural talent for striptease. This impromptu striptease she created for a female teacher, though her movements were somewhat clumsy,
was still sexy and graceful, especially when she danced in her teacher's uniform, which gave her a unique charm.
After dancing a short modern dance to the music, she slowly unbuttoned her top, casually tossing it to her feet, then continued swaying, removing her skirt, 　　revealing
her pair of fair and beautiful legs without reservation .
The short blouse she wore couldn't completely conceal her light blue panties.
Freed from the constraints of her skirt, Fang Fang began to move her legs more aggressively, kicking them
high overhead. She also quietly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a white bra.
After unbuttoning the entire blouse, Fang Fang didn't rush to take it off; she only removed it halfway, revealing her shoulders and back .
She swayed her hips gracefully, turning her back to me, letting the blouse slide slowly down her arms.
Once the blouse hit the ground, she turned back to me with a charming smile, hands on her hips, twisting her shapely buttocks and spinning twice .
With her back to me, she unhooked her bra, slowly took it off, folded it, and placed it on the lectern beside her. Then she turned back,
kneading her breasts with both hands, continuing to sway her hips, her face flushed as she looked at me.
I pointed to the bra on the lectern outside the camera's view and gestured. Fang Fang immediately understood, picked up the bra,
and gently tossed it to me. Then, she cupped her breasts high, arched her buttocks, and twisted seductively a few times. She
then pulled down her panties, which she tossed over. I caught them, held them to my nose, and smelled them – they were both pungent and
fragrant, and her private parts were already soaked.
Seeing me smelling her panties, Fang Fang's shy face broke into a happy smile. Then she straightened up,
untied her hair, and began a naked, erotic dance to the rhythm of the music. Her snow-white body moved with fiery passion
, her large breasts and flowing hair flying, her wet vulva mingling with her own juices…
Finally, she took off her sandals, leaving only a black choker, and continued her naked performance on the stage. And
who among the teachers and students holding the school assembly in the lecture hall would have imagined that our school beauty, our lovely teacher Fang Fang,
was currently enacting such an obscene scene in the classroom?
(To be continued)

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